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-=- DARK MATCH IN RING DEBUTS! -=-
Garrett William vs. Yoshi Naniwa

***

This match wasn't even close as Garrett used his immense size to keep Yoshi at bay. Yoshi tried you use his kicks to put the big man down, but they didn't even phase him. Yoshi then bounced off the ropes and ran right at Garrett, but was met by The Migraine, that massive big boot. It was elementary from there as Garrett locked in that crossed legged crab dubbed The Excaliber, which Yoshi tapped from almost immediately. After the match Garrett continued the assault by delivering his Straightjacket DDT, leaving Naniwa lifeless in the ring.

***

-Scene cuts to outside the arena where about 30 people have gathered holding picket signs. In the middle of the group is Tom Patterson who is holding a sign that reads: Assault Victim. Channel 8 cameras are there as local news reporter Tracie Lee gets ready to go on air-

Tracie Lee: I'm standing outside Philips Arena where tonight it plays host to CZW's Road to Glory III. Behind me are concern parents and child activist group who are here to protest this event. I'm joined now by Tom Patterson the main activist, Tom what is your main concern with the CZW?

Tom Patterson: My concern Tracie is that last week I was assaulted by a man who know works with this company, he attacked me with a chair, left me bleeding outside the arena and then walked into the arena and signed a contract with this company like nothing happened. They took this man in like it was nothing, welcomed him with open arms while I was left bleeding on the pavement.

Tracie Lee: And you are joined here tonight by the leader of the Atlanta M.A.D.D. Pam Kelly.

Pam Kelly: Yes Tracie, we at Mothers Against Drunk Driving think that the CZW sends a bad message to the youth today. When Mr. Patterson here told me his story and we started to take a closer look at this wrestler know as Buzzsaw, well he is exactly the type of man we don't want our kids to idolize.

Tom Patterson: The CZW markets to the youth of today and we feel it's their responsibility to hire men we can feel comfortable letting our kids watching. I sent letters to the CZW asking them to fire this man for his actions, but they refused so tonight we will so them that not everyone is going to sit back and just have this violence shoved down out throats.

Tracie Lee: And you young man, why are you here?

-Tracie Lee lowers the microphone to a little boy standing next to Pam Kelly.-

Pam Kelly: Go ahead Robby, tell the nice lady why you are here.

Robby Kelly: I'm here because I expect more from my role models.

-The little boy looks like he was being force to say this sort of rolls his eyes and looks up at his mother. The group begins to go nuts as Buzzsaw walks towards the arena. The group waves their signs as Tom Patterson ducks behind Pam. Tracie Lee jumps out blocking Buzzsaw's path to the arena.-

Tracie Lee: Buzzsaw, these people here tonight are here to protest you and your violent behavior, do you have anything to say?

-Buzzsaw tries to go around her but she keeps in front of him.-

Tracie Lee: This young man here expects more from you, here is your chance Robby, tell him, tell him what you think of him.

-Pam Kelly pushes her son forward and Buzzsaw looks down at him.-

Robby Kelly: Um..well..

Pam Kelly: Don't be afraid, tell him Robby.

Robby Kelly: YOU'RE AWESOME, THE WAY YOU BEAT PEOPLES HEADS IN, YOURE MY FAVORITE WRESTLER BUZZSAW, DONT LISTEN TO MY MOM, SHES OLD AND DOESNT GET IT, THATS WHY MY DAD LEFT, SHES A BITCH!

-Buzzsaw begins to laugh and takes off his shirt and hands it to Robby.-

Buzzsaw: Thanks kid, youre right, your mom is a bitch!

-Buzzsaw walks towards the arena as Pam grabs her son and starts to yell at him. Buzzsaw is almost at the door when a police man walks up to him.-

Police Man: Derek Stone?

Buzzsaw: Yeah.

-The cop hands Buzzsaw an envelope.-

Police Man: Youve been served, you are being sued for assault. This is a subpoena, you are required to appear in court next week.

Buzzsaw: Whatever man, this is bullshit!

-Buzzsaw shoves the subpoena in his bag and walks into the arena.-

***

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!!

"Carpe Diem" by Authority Zero, Road To Glory III's theme song, plays loudly over the PA as the camera pans around showing the sold out Philips Arena. There are numerous signs in the audience, such as

'WE WANT MACK BACK!'

'ALAN'S REIGN ENDS TONIGHT!'

'BA VS. BA = FIVE STAR MATCH!'

'STRAIGHT EDGE RULES! I'M STONED ON SOBRIETY'

and

'GODZILLA RULES!'

The camera pans around some more around the energic crowd, as a large "CZW! CZW! CZW!" chant is going on. The feed cuts to the main camera in front of the ring, showing the three CZW announcers - Jarred Daniels, Shawn Waters, and William Masters - in it, each in a nice suit & tie, and each with a microphone. They wait for the crowd to die down some before Jarred addresses them

DANIELS: "HELLO, ATLANTA!"

Big pop

DANIELS: "And for all of you fans at home watching on pay-per-view, welcome TO Atlanta.. and welcome to... ROAD TO GLORY III!!"

Another large pop, and another brief "CEE ZEE DUB!!!" chant

WATERS: "Tonight we have a JAM PACKED show you! Titles are on the line, Pride is on the line, and you're all about to witness the very reason why CZW is the _BEST_ wrestling product today! Accept no imitation, CZW, one world, one nation!"

MASTERS: "Clam it, Aussie. He is right about one thing, however, and that is our show tonight is bloody EPIC. We have a stupendous three way dance scheduled, between two new comers in Kyle Castles and Buzzsaw, and the recently changed Jacob Havok. I say he's changed for the better, if you ask me."

DANIELS: "We have two CZW originals battling over the coveted CZW World Television title in 'The God of War' Caleb Walker and the reigning champ, Godzilla Sawyer!"

WATERS: "And don't forget, before that, we'll have newly crowned CZW X-Division champion, Tim Timmons, squaring off in a X-Division exhibition non-title match against one of the Youthful Aggression, 'The Straight Edge Curse' Ryan Shane!"

MASTERS: "We will be witnessing a tag team match between stable mates, for the CZW Global Tag belts, with the Spectacle challenging Monrowan! I hope they kill themselves."

DANIELS: "Of course you do, William. After that, we're going to see Road To Glory's annual event, in a newly constructed design. Five great athletes will compete to become the #1 contender to the CZW's biggest and most sought after prize, the CZW World Heavyweight championship!"

WATERS: "The match I am the king of, thank you very much. After that, we'll have Maynard O'Toole defending the CZW Intercontinental title against another straight edge superstar, 'The Ivy Phoenix' Mike King!"

MASTERS: "And of course, the epic main event. Alan Fiscus will finally rid himself of that annoying pest Cage Stryker, and retain the World title in the process! A stretcher match can be one of the most dangerous bouts, especially with these two men. They HATE each other!"

DANIELS: "Indeed, can't wait for that match up. But first, we'll start with our opening contest! A tag team affair, pitting newcomers Edward Croft and C. Breezy against another VERY promising tag team, the returning Kris Kash and newcomer Alex Kaelin. They call themselves Blood Money, Inc.! Let's give the ring to Jessica, and take our seats at the announcing booth."

The three men leave the ring.

***

-=- PAY PER VIEW TAG TEAM OPENING MATCH! -=-
Blood Money Inc. (Kash & Kaelin) vs. Edward Croft & C. Breezy

***

"Rock Bottom" by Eminem plays, as the crowd looks on. Out comes new comers C. Breezy and Edward Croft. Croft is smiling and high fives fans on the way down to the ring, as Breezy ignores them on his stroll. The crowd are way more into Croft.

Jarred: Either this crowd is just really hot for Road to Glory, or Croft has some fans here from previous endeavors! They are really making some noise for him.

Masters: Ah, its just the Atlanta audience. They dont have very good judgment like I do.

Towers: And their opponents, at a total combined weight of 455 lb, the team of The Realist Kris Kash and Alex Kaelin, BLOOD MONEY INC!

To the music of Exhibit A, Kash's entrance theme, the duo move toward the ring with seeming disdain and even some disgust for the capacity crowd. They enter the ring and take off their non-wrestling gear.

Waters: Without saying a word, it looks like Kaelin is starting for his team. Meanwhile, Breezy and Croft seem to be debating, but Breezy has a confident look on his face as he gets on to the apron, leaving Croft to start. Edward is hopping side to side in anticipation...and the bell rings! This one is under way.

Jarred: Kaelin and Croft circle...collar-and-elbow tie up! These men are pretty even in relation to size as they try to push each other...sudden arm drag by Croft sends Alex down! Kaelin is back up but walks into a hip toss! He's up and into a second hip toss! Croft goes for a waistlock but Alex wriggles free and backs into his own corner.

Masters: He's conferring with his partner Kris Kash, which is good strategy. Now they are tagging, with Kash coming in.

Jarred: Kash and Croft meet in the middle and go to link up...no! Kash ducks under the collar-and-elbow and gets behind Croft, pushing the Canadian forward and ramming him face first into the turnbuckle. Croft turns and Kash hits with a chop to the chest.

Crowd: Whoo!

Jarred: Another chop!

Crowd: Whooooo!

All three announcers: Another chop!!!

Crowd: WHOOOO!!!

Waters: Kash follows up with a back fist...Croft ducks and turns The Realist into the corner...and snap mares Kash out to the center of the ring. Kris is in a sitting position with Edward behind him...rolling neck snap! Kash is in pain...but rolls into his own corner, his eyes wide. He can't believe what is happening.

Masters: Well, neither can I, for that matter.

Jarred: C. Breezy is impressed so far, though, applauding his partner from their corner. Croft asks if Breezy wants to tag in but Breezy is expressing his confidence in Canada's Finest. Kash is tagging Kaelin back in, and Kaelin goes for the hook up...he shoves Croft into the ropes...Irish Whip! Croft crosses the ring and into the ropes, but a kick from Kris Kash on the apron stops Edward's momentum and the young man falls into the ring. Croft in on his hands and knees, but Alex does not hesitate, planting his knee into Croft's face! Croft is on his back, but Kaelin rolls him over and moves him closer to his corner...and applies a chinlock! C. Breezy is shouting his encouragement across the ring...and Edward is listening. He's beginning to fight, beginning to rise up...but Kaelin lets go with one hand and tags in Kash! Kris hops in and kicks Croft in the gut twice, putting Edward again on his stomach. Alex steps out onto the apron while Kash yanks Croft to his feet and backs him into the corner.

Masters: Kash turns and steps to the center of the ring and antagonizes Breezy and the ref moves to stop him...Kaelin grabs Croft and is choking him in the corner...but Breezy isn't trying to get in, he just shrugs! What the...

Waters: Even Kash seems confused by the reaction, but the ref turns and sees what Kaelin is doing. Kash charges and lays the boots to Croft's midsection. C. Breezy seems to be arguing with someone at ringside...Croft surges out of the corner and grabs Kris Kash...Double Knee Facebuster! Kash is in pain and Croft is moving toward his corner...

Masters: C. Breezy's back is turned! And now he's jumping down to ringside and getting in the face of the fan. Croft makes it to his corner but his partner isnt there! Kashs partner is, and after a tag, Alex Kaelin is on Croft. Spins him around...flip over DDT! Alex goes for the pin!

ONE...

TWO...

NO! Croft kicks out!

C. Breezy has noticed how close his partner was to being pinned and hes back on the apron, reaching out. Kaelin, meanwhile, plants Croft with another DDT and...Alex Kaelin goes to the top rope! Kash is shouting at the audience and they are jeering Blood Money Inc, but Kaelin goes for the frog splash...MISSED!

Jarred: Kaelin got some serious height on that, too, and now hes in pain. Croft seems barely conscious as he crawls toward his partner...but Breezy just dropped to one knee on the apron and hes no longer reaching. Croft rises on a knee to tag but now he cant reach! Breezy is saying something...

Masters: He says he has a cramp in his leg! Oh, I know how painful those can be.

Waters: Any more painful than what Edward Croft is going through?

Masters: If Croft can hold out for just another minute or so, Breezy will be up and ready.

Jarred: Meanwhile Kaelin has tagged Kris Kash back in...you have to appreciate the cohesion Kash and Kaelin are showing, the mark of a real tag team! They have Croft against the ropes and whip him, going for a double team. C. Breezy has turned his back, it playing to the camera.

Breezy, directly into camera: Dont worry. Once I get in Im cleaning house!

Waters: Croft off the ropes...he ducks the double clothesline attempt. Hes off the ropes again as Blood Money turns...Double Crossbody! Edward Croft brings both member of Blood Money Inc down! With his momentum, Croft actually rolls under the bottom rope and out of the ring, but he hops back up onto the apron as Kaelin and Kash get up...Croft catapults over the top rope...

Jarred: Flying shoulderblock rocks Kash! Croft whips Alex into the ropes...Spinning Spine Buster! Kash turns...Croft with a boot to the gut and a swinging neckbreaker on Kash! Breezy isnt even looking anymore! What a jerk!

Masters: Croft is rushing his own corner though...he slaps C. Breezy on the shoulder! The ref signals that a tag has been made! Breezy turns angrily and shouts...but Croft catapults him into the ring! I cant believe this! Croft just hurt his own partner. What a jerk!

Jarred: Really? Really, William?

Waters: C. Breezy is standing up but Croft is off the ropes...spinning leg lariat! Breezy is down on his back! Kaelin and Kash are recovering but Croft is going for the top rope...450 LEG DROP! Thats Crofts own finisher, the Serial Kill Air!

Jarred: The audience is hot and cheering as Croft signals to them...and is climbing through the ropes. He hops to ringside...and is leaving ringside! Blood Money sees him and they help C. Breezy to his feet... Back to back double underhook piledriver! Kash calls that the Bankrupt...and Kaelin quickly follows with the Fade to Black roaring elbow! Kaelin for the pin. There is no way Breezy is getting up before three.

Waters: I dont think hes getting up for the rest of the night. As far as the match goes, its like C. Breezy wasnt even here.

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

Jessica Towers: Your winners...Blood Money Inc!

Jarred: Well, there is a big win on a big show for Kris Kash and Alex Kaelin, but Im not sure how proud they can be about it.

Masters: Yeah, even I admit that C. Breezy acted like a clown and totally deserves what happened. Croft needs a better partner or a serious singles opponent.

Jarred: Im surprised to hear you say that about Croft!

Masters: Why not? Then I'll get to see him really lose and get his head handed to him for real!

Waters: What a guy.

Jarred: Makes you cry.

Masters: And I did, Jarred.

***

The camera goes backstage where you can see Garrett Allen, the cousin of both Alan Fiscus and Sam Atttic, walking down the path after his debut match in which he destroyed his opponent and made a showing of why he is with Alan and Sam. As he makes his way around the corner he comes across the Monster of the Group TNG, Mountain Man and bumps him out of his way and continues walking down the hall snickering to himself. Just then you can her MTM shout towards Garrett.

MTM: Just who the hell do you think you are walking into me like that without so much as an apology, do you not know who I am; I'm the man that has been the Monster for TNG and showed why you don't mess with us, know you should show me the respect I deserve and apologize and knock that goofy smile of your face or am I going to have to do it for you.

Just then Garrett makes his way back to where MTM is standing and looks down at him with all the confidence that can be had.

Garrett: Really you think you are man enough to try that do you, well let me tell you something, MTM, your reign as the monster of the federation is about to come to a quick end, you see Im the new Monster around here and if it requires me having to wipe the mat with your ass then so be it, because I will not apologize for a dam thing I do and that you will learn whether it be now or later its your choice.

MTM starts to back away as if he actually fears the bigger man and gets the mischevious smile that he has before speaking again.

MTM: Well there is no sense in waiting to teach you why not now!!!!

Just then MTM takes off running at Garrett and catches him off guard, tackling him to the ground the two athletes roll all over the place trading blows one or the other trying to get the upper hand, just as Garrett is about to get the upper hand; Alan, Sam, Tim Timmons are seen running up with other members of CZW crew trying to separate the two Monsters. MTM and Garrett continue to go at each other shoving the others away, when finally they are separated and restrained as the camera goes back to the ring for the upcoming three way match.

***

-=- THREE WAY DANCE! -=-
Jacob Havok vs. Kyle Castles vs. Buzzsaw

***

Masters: Road to Glory is the place where the artist formerly known as Mike Monroes best friend gets his chance to shine.

Daniels: I dont exactly know about that. He is facing two debuting superstars and they have the wildcard factor.

Waters: Well Kyle Castles does nothing but Brawl and Buzzsaw is referred to as The Hardcore Icon. So this is going to be really ugly.

Daniels: The Hardcore Master, he'll fit right in here at CZW lets go to Jessica for the introductions.

Jessica; The following is a Triple Threat Match.

Courtesy of the Red, White and Blue by Toby Keith begins to play as the fans cheer and Kyle Castles is on the stage. He makes his way to the ring as a USA chant breaks out.

Jessica: First making his way to the this is Kyle Castles.

Kyle climbs to the second rope and raises his hands in the air as the USA chant gets stronger. Then Sorry Youre Not a Winner begins to play and the fans start booing heavily. Jacob Havok is now in the stage as he makes his way to the ring getting into it with some of the fans.

Jessica: Next to the ring he is The Former Emo Prince. Jacob Havok.

Jacob is in the ring as the referee is keeping the two apart. Then Dead Bodies Everywhere begins to play as Buzzsaw is now on the stage and the fans give him a decent reaction. Buzzsaw then goes back through the curtain and comes out with a shopping cart full of weapons. This causes the fans to go nuts.

Daniels: Well Buzz is certainly making good on the No Disqualification of CZW.

Jessica: Finally, he is The Hardcore Icon Buzzsaw!

Buzzsaw stands outside of the ring as the bell rings and Jacob and Kyle start wrestling.

Daniels: Well the match is under way as Kyle Castles is just nailing big rights and lefts on Jacob.

Masters: And, this moron Buzzsaw hasnt even entered the ring yet.

Waters: His weapons dont phase me but with that many he can enter the ring whenever he wants.

Daniels: Kyle has Jacob in the corner and he is just unloading rights and lefts as Jacob is doing his best to defend himself. In the mean time Buzzsaw is throwing weapons into the ring. Lets see theres a wet floor sign, a steel chair, a ficus?

Masters: Taking a pages from the Timmons play book.

Waters: Theres a cookie sheet. Oh wait he just went ahead and threw the whole damn shopping cart in there.

Masters: Kyle has noticed too. He has picked up a cookie sheet and is pointing at Havok and these dumbass fans are eating it up. Kyle swings and Jacob ducks. Kyle turns around and is taken out with a massive chair shot. Jacob is pretty proud of himself as Buzzsaw must have finally realized hes in a wrestling match and has entered the ring.

Waters: Buzzsaw has turned this into a Hardcore Match as he just clocked Jacob with a Kendo Stick! Kyle is back to his feet as Buzz hits him too. This is basically batting practice for the big guy as he is going back and forth and Kyle and Jacob are both getting repeated shots from that Singapore Cane.

Daniels: These fans absolutely love it as well as Buzz has just made that cane absolutely useless its destroyed. Now hes going for a cover on Kyle Castles...1.....2.....no Castles kicks out.

Masters: Oh look Jacob is back on his feet

Waters: Oh look Jacob just walked into a spine buster from Buzzsaw! This Buzz is making a name for himself already as he is pinning Jacob. 1....2...NO! Jacob gets the shoulder up!

Daniels: Buzzsaw is certainly on a roll.

Masters: WHOA! Not anymore after he basically got beheaded by Kyle Castles and that Ficus.

Waters: Ficus Plants are making a name for themselves here in CZW and I already know that Brian Blaze isnt a fan. Kyle Castles is in control now as Jacob is on his feet but Kyle grabs him, hits a DDT!

Daniels: Now Castles is in control as this match is just basically getting started. Kyle Castles though is clearly the big man in this match as he hits a body slam onto Jacob. He turns and Buzzsaw swings a steel chair of his own and Castles showing some agility and ducking the chair shot. Castles then gets behind Buzzsaw.

Masters: HE JUST BACK SUPLEXED BUZZSAW ONTO THAT DAMN SHOPPING CART!

Waters: Look at the massive dent in that thing made by Buzzsaws head and torso that was wicked!

Daniels: These fans are loving it as Castles is pinning Buzzsaw. 1....2....NO!

Masters: Jacob makes the save and he is stomping away at Castles. Hes now throwing some rights and lefts of his own but Castles is getting to his feet absorbing the shots. Castles then blocks a right from Jacob and swings a big haymaker. Jacob ducks and grabs Castles...Side Effect right there from Jacob!

Waters: Buzzsaw is basically a non factor right now after being merged with that Shopping Cart. Jacob is in control of this match now as he climbs to the top rope. Castles is on his feet as Jacob takes flight and goes for a hurricarana. Kyle catches him though but Jacob pulls himself up and starts throwing rights to the head of Castles. Castles stumbles to the ropes as Jacob gives him a hurricarana over the top rope. Kyle is on the floor as and Jacob is still on the apron. He is waiting and Castles is now on his feet again as Jacob jumps and hits another hurricarana onto Castles as Castles goes crashing into the security barricade.

Masters: Woo! Jacob is taking absolute control of this match. He looks over his shoulder and look Buzzsaw is stirring. Jacob notices and Buzzsaw is on one knee getting the cob webs loose as Jacob starts running and NAILS Buzz with a shining wizard!

Daniels: These fans dont like it.

Masters: Who cares these fans are wieners like you are Daniels! Jacob is in control and I think that is awesome.

Waters: Well Masters you dont even have a wiener so what do you know!

Daniels: ANYWAYS! Jacob rolls into the ring and grabs a steel chair. He is in the apron as he has the chair under his armpit. He takes off and hits Kyle Castles with an elbow drop and the chair was under his elbow.

Waters: That was also a wicked move. Jacob sacrificing everything to make sure he wins this.

Daniels: Buzz has rolled back into the ring as Jacob slides back into the ring as well. Jacob goes for a kick to the gut and Buzz catches his foot. Jacob hits Buzz with a BIG Enzuigiri. Buzzsaw is still on his feet though as Jacob is hitting some kicks to the thigh. Buzzsaw is reeling as Jacob kicks him in the stomach and is going for D.I.F.H. Buzzsaw pushes Jacob off of him as Jacob runs back at Buzzsaw and is taken out with a Big Boot!

Waters: A big retaliation move there from Buzzsaw as he can use this precious time to recollect himself.

Masters: not that long though. The resilient Jacob Havok is already back on his feet. He charges and is hit in the stomach with a kick from Buzz. Buzz grabs him and hooks both arms...he hits the Angel Wings!

Waters: He calls that the Buzz Killer. Hes not going for the cover however. He is picking Jacob up and he has hooked him in the Tree of Woe position in the corner. He then places a steel chair over his head is he going for a baseball slide.

Masters: Whoa, not even close.

Daniels: Buzzsaw is just stomping that steel chair into the face and head of Jacob Havok. And he is doing it repeatedly and relentlessly!

Waters: The fans love it and Jacobs face is no doubt going to look even worse after this.

Daniels: Oh wait Kyle Castles is back in this match up folks. He grabs Buzz by the foot and trips him up. He has both feet and oh my god.

Waters: The fans are asking for it.

Masters: This is hilarious!

Daniels: Kyle moves the steel chair and grabs Buzz by the feet. He then pulls Buzzsaw and his crotch comes into contact with Jacobs face!

Masters and Waters: HA HA HA HA HA HA!

Daniels: Ive never seen that before as Kyle is basking in the cheers from the people as he grabs Buzz by the head and pulls him to the outside of the ring. He brings Buzz to his feet and throws him over the barricade and this fight is now in the stands. Kyle reaches under the ring and grabs a kendo stick and brings it with him as he goes after Buzz.

Masters: Buzzsaw is getting back to his feet as Kyle swings the Kendo Stick and Buzz ducks. Buzz then kicks Kyle in the gut and Kyle drops the stick. Buzzsaw picks it up and holds it over his head as the fans cheer. Kyle is on one knee as Buzzsaw swings and...

Daniels: Oh My God!

Waters: Kyle ducked..

Masters: HE HIT A DUMB KID WITH THE STICK! HA HA HA!

Daniels: The mother is in obvious shock as Buzzsaw looks on at what he has just done. The mother is throwing punches at Buzzsaw but they dont phase him. Buzzsaw turns to walk away and is hit with a BIG Double Leg Spinebuster onto the concrete! Kyle is making his way back to the ring as Buzzsaw is out cold.

Masters: Kyle is rolling back into the ring as Jacob is putting the boots to Kyle. Jacob is letting Kyle back to his feet as Kyle starts throwing big rights and lefts. Kyle is in absolute control now as he goes for a big close line and Jacob ducks. Kyle turns and is hit with D.I.F.H.

Daniels: That twist of fate from Jacob but hes not done yet. He has the Wet Floor Sign and is climbing to the top rope.

Waters: MOONSAULT!

Masters: Cover! 1..

2...

3!

ITS ALL OVER FOLKS!

Sorry, Youre Not a Winner by Enter Shikari begins to play and the fans boo heavily.

Jessica: Here is your winner... JACOB HAVOK!!!!!

Daniels: What a match. All three of these men took each other to the limit. It was intense full of action and Jacob Havok walks out with the victory.

Waters: A hell of a debut for both Kyle Castles and Buzzsaw but Jacob Havok making his return to CZW PPV walks away with the win.

Masters: I hope youre taking notes too Monroe. Jacob will be doing this to you soon enough man!

Daniels: That remains to be seen but Jacob Havok your winner!

***

The camera switches to a shot of Ryan Lewis, who is dwarfed by the huge, muscular Caleb Walker. Walker stands in his full ring entrance outfit, including chestplate and blood red cape. He looks calm and collected.

Lewis: Im standing here with the God of War Caleb Walker. Caleb, you are a short time away from your championship opportunity against Godzilla Sawyer for the CZW World Television Championship. Your thoughts?

Walker: My thoughts, mortal? I think a juicy steak will be nice after my TV title victory tonight, or maybe a full rack of baby-back ribs. I will have many reasons to celebrate after my match tonight.

Lewis: You sound like you have the match won.

Walker: Its called confidence, Lewis, something you have little experience with. Yes, Sawyer has held the TV title for a long time. Yes, he is a tough combatant, to be sure. Yes, he will do what he has to remain champion. I am absolute power. I am the God of War. I am...

Calebs statement breaks off as he and Lewis suddenly look off to the side. A moment later, the huge Impaler walks onto the screen.

Lewis: Impaler, what are you doing here? Are you still partners with Walker?

Impaler looks at Caleb, who watches passively.

Impaler: Sorry to intrude, but I have a few things I want to say to Godzilla Sawyer as well.

Impaler looks at the camera, right at the audience.

Impaler: Godzilla Sawyer, I know I would have beaten you if our last match had not been interrupted by that punk last year. Now that I am healed, now that I am 100%, I have come back for true retribution. I dont care if you retain the TV title or not tonight, I will still come for you and enact my revenge for all the pain that I have suffered...

Suddenly, Caleb Walker turns and punches Impaler in the face once, twice, three times!

Lewis: What the...!?

Ryan dives out of the way as Impaler stumbles back. Caleb looks around and sees what appears to be a food trolly nearby, and he picks it up and nails the giant with it! Impaler is already bleeding and falls to his knees, but Caleb begins to pound him with hard forearm shots and kicks to his gut! Caleb grabs Impaler by the chin and brings the big mans face close to his own.

Walker, with a gravelly voice: Do you think you get special treatment because we once walked in the same crowd? As far as anyone knows, neither one of us are with Next Generation anymore and have no ties to each other. Now, Ive looked at the official CZW roster, and your name is not there. You are not a hired employee, you should not have been at Overdrive, and you are not scheduled to be here tonight. This is MY TIME, Impaler. MINE AND MINE ALONE!

Caleb steps back, looks around, and sees a rolling tool box. He rummages in for a moment, pulls out a huge adjustable wrench...and then blasts Impaler in the face with it! Finally, Walker positions Impaler and lifts him up onto his shoulder...

Shawn Waters from announce table: Walker has the huge, over 300 lb Impaler up!

...and brings the giant down into his Absolute Power move! Impaler is bleeding and unconscious by the surprise attack as Caleb calmly dusts himself off and Ryan Lewis steps in close.

Lewis: Caleb, why attack Impaler?

Walker, smirking arrogantly:
Impaler, the monster of a man,
Destroyer of body and soul
Came back to us with his own plan
shouting that heads would roll.

But fate, it seems, has a different path
that will leave his own body sore.
Because Impaler does not belong here.
So Says Caleb Walker, God of War.

(Caleb looks directly into the camera)

Because I am a generous God, I give you this one gift before I take your golden treasure from you. You will not have to worry about Impaler again.

Ryan, as Walker moves away: Caleb Walker, ladies and gentlemen.

***

Mike King is stretching backstage in the Youthful Aggression's locker room. All of a sudden his protege Chris Tolwar walks in on him.

Tolwar: Mike.

King turns his head and directs his attention to his protege.

King: Yes Chris, what is it?

Tolwar: Do you want me at ringside with you tonight?

King: No. Not at all. No one will be out there for me tonight. Not you, not Brian, not Knox, not Ryan, not Tim, not my family, nobody. Tonight it is between just Maynard O'Toole and myself.

Tolwar: Oh, then why am I here tonight? I didn't get my dark match.

King: I know. And you know why you are here you nit-wit.

Tolwar thinks over what was the reason King wanted him here tonight.

King: Think back on what I told you on The Mike King Show Chris.

Tolwar realizes the reason.

Tolwar: Oh, you said that you wanted me here tonight to apologize to your half-brother for what I said on The Mike King Show this past week.

King: Yeah and your point?

Tolwar: I haven't seen him around yet today.

King: Then why are you here admitting defeat? Go find him damn it!

Tolwar stares at King.

King: Do it now, his match is soon.

Tolwar runs off to find Tim as Ryan.

King: And please tell him that I wish him luck for tonight's match.

The scene shows Ryan Shane in the distance. Ryan closes in on his Youthful Aggression cohort chuckling.

Shane: Mike King, you should be wishing Tim Timmons luck. I applaud you for realizing that I can and will obliterate him and show that Youthful Aggression can and will have three titles in our collective possession.

King looks at Shane.

King: I was wishing my half-brother the same luck that I am wishing for you in that match. I've known you for a few months and I've known Tim for my entire life. I know that both you are going to do nothing less than but then to try to kill each other. So enlighten me, what are you getting at Ryan?

Shane: You know what I am getting at. I am going to use Tim Timmons as a sacrificial lamb, a symbol if you will of your past. See I know about your ugly past Michael. I know your dad forced you to drink, I know you got under people in the locker room's skin in several promotions including CZW because of drug use and I know that you Tim Timmons were previously CZW World Tag Team Champions but that was not all. You two were both celebrating after your win, belligerent drunk in the middle of the ring with you even falling on your then drunk ass. You did repent your future sins but your past is another story. Sure Brian has forgiven you for your addiction the first time Youthful Aggression was around with miscreant Brian Blaze as well as the feud that you two had last summer. He maybe blissfully unaware that you can snap, turn back into the violent KING and leave this all behind, but I am not.

King feels Shane is testing him and has fire in his eyes.

King: I don't care what you think Ryan. I want you to show the world what Youthful Aggression can do, I will too and I know damn well that with two men in Tower Of Power, Brian and Knox will too. But what I don't get is you bitching me out for what I've done in the past. The fact is Brian has forgiven me and I am a foot soldier, a martyr and a symbol of redemption for our cause.

Shane shakes his head at what King said.

Shane: Michael, Michael, Michael. You are so blind. So, so blind are you Michael to the truth. Tim Timmons is a weakness of your's. I don't know how you can love and care for someone, even family who isn't true to straight edge. Sure he was there that night when your family, Brian Kirkland, Brian Blaze, Mike Monroe and Jacob Havok all intervined on your addictions but did he ever care?

King shakes his head yes.

Shane: How many times did he call you?

King: Not as many as Brian Kirkland though.

Shane: Figures. See he don't care about you, he just used you and played you as a fool. And another, I see you in your half-brother Michael. What Iwill do to him in our match is a sample of what can happen to you. Right now you are sitting upon a giant's shoulders and you are not causing and problems. However if you shift your weight too much, you will fall off his shoulders and into the cesspool of depravity that you were in before you changed your ways. Tim Timmons represents anyone that isn't straight edge. Knox and I both believe in being straight edge from the start. You weren't. You admitted that your father forced beer, whiskey, vodka and bourbon into your lips and down your throat. You couldn't control that but you still drank after he was gone and you also abused pills too. He didn't force you to take pills to did he?

King shakes his head.

Shane: See Michael, you are weak. You are strong now to turn back on your old ways but you are weak none the less for allowing temptation get the best of you. Tonight I know you have your IC title match to worry about but you also will watch what I do to Tim Timmons tonight and Knox Harper will make sure of it.

Knox Harper now walks in and forces King to sit on a folding chair in front of a television showing the scene currently going on.

Shane: Now pay attention and take notes because Mike King, this can be your life.

Shane leaves for his match and King is left viewing the television with Knox watching him.

Daniels: How can Mike King recover from that verbal assault and be ready for the Intercontinental Title match with Maynard O'Toole?

Waters: He'll find a way to. He's Mike King, he has rebounded from more.

Masters: We'll see, it's not like Maynard O'Toole is a push-over. You need to be on your a-game to beat him, and even still that isn't always enough.

Waters: Ain't that the truth?

-=- X-DIVISION NON-TITLE MATCH! -=-
"The sXe Curse" Ryan Shane vs. "The King of Chaos" Tim Timmons

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A Call to the Faithful plays, and Ryan Shane makes his way to the ring to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He glares at them from under the cowl of his hoodie before rolling into the ring and ascending the turnbuckle, standing defiant.

Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada, representing Youthful Aggression, the Straight Edge Curse, RYAN SHANE!!

Shane merely folds his arms, glaring at the crowd. Wanted Man plays and they continue to jeer as Tim Timmons makes his way out into the ramp, X-Division Championship belt around his waist.

Towers: And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the CZW X DIVISION CHAMPION, the King of Chaos, TIM TIMMONS!!

Timmons makes his way to the ring and enters, holding his belt high. He and Shane stare down as a member of the ring crew takes the title and exits the ring. The bell rings and this match is underway!

*Ding-Ding-Ding!*

Daniels: Non-title match-up here tonight, but that doesnt seem to bother Ryan Shane who launches into an assault on the champion just as the bell rings! Shane drives Timmons into the corner, now firing away with those open-hand chops! Three..four..five!

Waters: Timmons grabs Shane by the hair and trades places, throwing him into the corner, now answering back with knife-edge chops of his own!

Masters: Oddly enough, I dont know who I want to win this match. Cant we just have two of those Beautiful Agony chumps come out and let these two stomp the hell out of them?

Daniels: Shane once again reverses, going back to the open-hand chops, but theres Timmons with a thumb to the eye! Shane staggers away and Timmons locks in an inverted face-lock REVERSE DDT! Timmons up and off the far side.. running elbow drop! Tim hooks the leg for the cover!

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Masters: Shane isnt letting up! He hits the ropes and.. SHOOTING STAR PLANCHA!! ITS LIKE A CAR WRECK OUT THERE!

Daniels: Too true! Now both men slow to get to their feet, but Shane takes the advantage, throwing Timmons into the ring. He picks the King up and whips him to the ropes.. flapjack drop.. OH what a kick to the chest as Timmons falls! Tim lands his feet, though, and Ryan quickly transitions the move into a hammerlock.. SHOT IN THE DARK!! HE TORE TIMMONS' HEAD OFF!! THERES THE COVER!!

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Masters: SHUT IT, WATERS!

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Masters: Tims got him here he wants him now, setting him up in the corner for the Canadian Driver!! He has him shouldered, but Shane is struggling.. he breaks free and drops to his feet! Theres a STIFF kick to Timmons while he is perched on the second turnbuckle! Shane now trying to set Timmons up for a superplex, but Tim recovers and shoves him off to the mat!! Shane hits hard but rolls to his feet slowly.. Tim is on the top rope!! TIMMONS FLIES WITH A CROSS-BODY!!

*CRAAAASSH!*

Waters: TIMMONS CONNECTS BUT SHANE ROLLS THROUGH AND HOOKS THE LEGS!!

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*DING-DING-DING!!*

Daniels: WOW, what a counter by Ryan Shane as he surprises the champion with a big upset!!

Waters: At this stage, I dont think we can call any of Shanes wins upsets anymore, Daniels. This guy is for real!

Masters: As much as I dislike Tim losing, I enjoy Shane winning!

A Call to the Faithful plays again as Shane rolls to the outside, arms raised in victory as he begins to head up the ramp. Timmons is back on his feet, glaring after Shane from the ring, leaning on the top rope, talking trash as his opponent makes his way into the back.

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-=- CZW WORLD TELEVISION TITLE MATCH! -=-
"The God of War" Caleb Walker vs. Godzilla Sawyer (c)

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Daniels: Well now this next match should be interesting. Caleb Walker going for the TV Title.

Masterss: Why do they even have a TV Title? No one cares.

Shawn: Did you say something? Sorry I wasnt listening cause no one cares.

Burn in hell by Twisted Sister blasts out into the arena as Caleb Walker makes his appearance. His face set hard and his eyes locked onto the ring. He ignores the fans as he makes his way to the ring. Once in he steps up on the corners of the ring flexing to make the crowd yell louder. His face holding a smirk, he drops down and looks back up the ramp.

Masters: He is going to destroy the champ.

Daniels: If memory serves me right, Sawyer is the longest reigning TV Champ. So I wouldnt be too sure about that.

The crowd erupts as Godzilla steps out holding his title over his head while pausing on the ramp. His music, aptly named the Godzilla theme, plays on as he looks to the fans and first points to the ring then to the title. Slapping a few hands on the way to the ring, he climbs the steps and slowly gets in the ring, never taking his eyes off Walker.

Handing the title over to the ref, he smacks his chest and gets ready to lock it up with Walker.

Daniels: This will be brutal match, these two men are nothing if not powerhouses.

Shawn: Godzilla is one tough man. I think the will take all Walker has and still keep that title.

Masters: You think that up all on your own there Shawn?

Shawn: No your mother told me when her mouth wasnt full.

Walker and Sawyer lock up in a collar and elbow, both men pushing hard to get the advantage, with no luck, they break and both men stare at each other. Charging at each other, they lock up and try to get an opening, Sawyer forcing Walker into the ropes they revolve along the ropes to the corner, Walker pinning Sawyer to the ropes. The ref actually trying to make them break, Walker fires a hard right at Sawyer followed by hard forearms to the neck and head. Sawyer drops to one knee.

Masters: See I told you this would happen.

Shawn: What would happen? They actually start the match?

Sawyer gets back to his feet and blocks a hard right thrown by Walker, and again, followed by a hard chop across his chest. Walker is staggered as Sawyer grabs him in a head lock.

Daniels: These two are actually starting this match clean.

Masters: That wont last long. Walker will get mad soon.

Walker throws Sawyer off and into the ropes, both hit hard with shoulder blocks, neither man moving. Sawyer hits the ropes and ducks a clothesline by Walker. Finally Sawyer hits a shoulder and Walker goes down and gets right back up in time to be hit with another shoulder to only get back up in time for Sawyer to come off the ropes one more time and put Walker down with a clothesline.

Daniels: Sawyer showing what hes made of here.

Masters: Yeah lots of fat.

Shawn: Daniels your mother have any kids that lived?

Walker rolls out of the ring, getting his wits back. He looks at the fans and walks around ring side as the ref begins the count.

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Daniels: This is odd, the match is fairly clean, but not classic. The punches wouldnt be allowed.

Shawn: Stop taking captain obvious lessons from Daniels.

Walker gets back up and Sawyer circling around him. Sawyer with hard forearm shots to the lower back of Walker, Sawyer wrapping those big arms of his around Walker getting ready to send him flying. Walker stops that with a back kick to the nads, Sawyer stumbles to the ropes only to be grabbed by Walker.

Daniels: That had to hurt.

Masters: Not you because you dont have anything there.

Shawn: Like you would know?

Walker turns and throws Sawyer over the top rope to the floor and quickly out behind him. Before Sawyer can get back up, Walker takes control by grabbing his head and arm, turning and throwing Sawyer chest first into the ring barricade. Sawyer clumps down as a few fans pat him on the back to try and get him back into the match.

Walker moves in again and takes him by the head and turns throwing Sawyer back into the ring. Following him in, he throws Sawyer into the ropes and nails Sawyer with a hard clothesline. Looking down at him, Walker drops a hard elbow on Sawyer.

Daniels: This is actually a good match.

Masters: Where is the blood and violence?

Shawn: Those moves are designed for one thing, to wear your opponent down. Most men would have had enough of that and used a weapon. You got to give them credit. Power moves are hard to deal with like this.

Walker with the cover.

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Walker gets to his feet and lets Sawyer start to get up. A hard right stops him as Walker throws him into the corner, hard rights hammering Sawyer down to the mat with his head resting on the bottom turnbuckle. Walker walks out to the middle of the ring and raises his arms. Turning back to Sawyer he grabs his arm and pulls him to his feet and whips him across the ring hard into the turnbuckle. Charging in Walker is met by a boot from Sawyer. Staggering Walker back out into the ring. Walker goes down and Sawyer straddles him and pounds his head with rights and lefts. Pulling him to his feet, Sawyer fires him into the ropes and meets him with a hard lariat. Walker hits the mat hard as Sawyer stalks towards him.

Daniels: This match may be over soon, I dont see how these monsters can dish out much more.

Shawn: Dont underestimate either of these men, they are stars so they know what it takes to win matches.

Masters: Suck up a lot do you Shawn?

Shawn: No, your mother does that.

Walker showing resiliency, gets up slowly. Sawyer grabs him and lifts him up and back down with a side slam that makes the ring bounce hard. Holding the position, Sawyer goes for the pin.

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Daniels: thought it was over there.

Masters: Obviously not.

Shawn: thanks Captain.

Sawyer looks down at Walker and signals for this to be over. Both men breathing hard, Sawyer pulls Walker to his feet and then towards the corner, Walker fires a left then a right to the midsection of Sawyer. Sawyer fires right back with a knee to the middle of Walker, stopping that flurry of action. Running to the corner, Sawyer slams Walkers head into the turnbuckle --

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Daniels: Here we go. Sawyer is going to put Walker away and continue his title run.

Masters: this match sucks. Where is the blood already?

Shawn: Keep it up and there will be blood. This match was a good match. So be quiet Masters and enjoy the show.

Daniels: Hes right. This has been a good change of pace here on one of the best PPVs in history.

Sawyer locks Walkers head in and signals for the end. Walker tried to get loose and Sawyer brings down a hard shot to the back. Setting and now getting ready to hit an atomic ddt.

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Walker leans back stopping Sawyer and turns slightly and nails a low blow. Sawyer is stunned and Walker pushes him down and hard to the mat. Dropping down, he quickly covers him.

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Daniels: WALKER HAS STOLEN THIS MATCH!!!

Masters: Steal shmeal. He got the win and now he is the NEW Television Champ.

Shawn: Thats the way it goes. The good guy doesnt always win.

The ref hand the TV Title to Caleb Walker. Walker takes it and holds it over his head and rolls out of the ring. Backing up the ramp with it held over his head and pointing at Sawyer as he slowly starts to get up in the ring with a look of disbelief on his face.

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Jarred: What a match! Godzilla Sawyer is now making his way away from the ringside area...and someone is running from the back and barrels right into him!

Waters: I cant believe this! Its like Sawyer has a huge "Kick Me" sign on his back. Every week someone wants to knock him down. But who...

Masters: ITS MCNALLY! THE RIPPER BRYAN MCNALLY JUST HIT GODZILLA SAWYER WITH TWO HUGE FOREARMS! HURRAY! KICK HIS TEETH IN, BRYAN!!!

Jarred: Cant we show a little impartiality, Masters?

Masters: He never put you through a table, Jarred!

Waters: McNally is pulling Sawyer back to the ring and rolling him in. The Ripper gets up into the ring and is standing Sawyer up, looks like hes preparing for a big move...

Jarred: But here comes Brian Blaze! Blaze sprints to the ring a slides in under the bottom rope...hes moving so fast he almost slid across the ring and out the other side! Hes hopping to his feet and getting between McNally and Blaze!

Masters: Mind your own business, Mr. Entertainment! Let McNally do what he does best!

Waters: They are both in the same stable, Masters. McNally is Blazes business.

The two men begin to argue as Sawyer is trying to clear his head. Blaze is obviously trying to calm the taller man down but McNally is bellowing at Blaze. Even though a microphone is not close we can hear Bryans booming voice shout: WHAT? YOU KNEW WHAT I WAS ABOUT WHEN I JOINED! WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?

Masters: TIM TIMMONS! TIM TIMMONS! Timmons is hitting the ring...and he attacks Brian Blaze! He spins his nemesis around and begins to fire punches...but Blaze begins to punch back. McNally seems torn about what to do while Blaze grabs Timmons and whips him into the corner...

Waters: Tim reverses, sending Blaze into the turnbuckle, but not too hard. Tim is backing toward the middle of the ring, fists raised...

...right into the back of Godzilla Sawyer.

Jarred: Oh no!

Masters: OH, YES!

Both men spin around to see the other, and both their eyes pop open wide. Tims fists are already up, Sawyer brings his up as well, ready to fire off a punch of his own. We see several emotions cross both of their faces, but then the cameras zoom in we see both of them notice the other men...Sawyer sees Brian Blaze in the corner behind Tim, while Timmons sees McNally on the other side of Godzilla. They lock eyes, both of them nod...and then they turn back to back, defending each others weak side!

Masters: WHAT ARE THEY DOING???

Waters: I think Satan just got frostbite in Hell!

Brian Blazes eyes are wide as dinner plates but he moves around the other two and speaks to McNally, and the Beautiful Agony members climb through the ropes, out of the ring, and up the ramp. In the ring, Sawyer and Timmons step away from each other and glare for a moment, then Timmons puts up his hands while backing off. Though we cant hear the words, we can read his lips as Tim tells Godzilla: Its not about you, big man. Not about you.

Timmons then calmly bails from the ring, leaving Sawyer alone. Sawyer looks at the audience is growing confusion, and they shout their encouragement. Finally, Sawyer raises his hand to a huge cheer before leaving the ringside area himself.

Jarred: I...I cant believe what we just saw. After everything they put each other through, Tim Timmons and J. A. Sawyer just helped each other.

Waters: And what about the guys in Beautiful Agony? Looks like McNally and Blaze arent seeing eye to eye about this. What do you think, Masters? William?

Masters: I cant talk right now. Seeing Sawyer and Timmons back to back like that has put me in a catatonic state.

Waters: But...when you are catatonic, you dont speak at all.

Masters: Exactly. So I cant talk right now. Thats what I told you.

Waters: Um...

Jarred: Just drop it, Shawn. It doesnt work to use logic on him when he is like this.

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-=- CZW INNER STABLE GLOBAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! -=-
The Spectacle (Brian & Johnny) vs. Monrowan (Mike & Eddie) (c)

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Waters: Alright...now its time to pick up the pace!

Daniels: Thats right! The next match is for the CZW Global Tag Team titles!

Waters: All four of the men in this match are known for their fast paced wrestling style...and all four men come from the same stable...Beautiful Agony!

Daniels: This match is going to be great! Any predictions guys?

Waters: While Monroe and Rowan have amazing chemistry as a tag team...Im going to have to pick Brian Blaze...I love that kid! Though I wouldnt count out Monrowan...

Daniels: But will Jacob Havok have any effect on this match?

Masters: My prediction...Beautiful Agony will win...and someone will cry.

Waters: Awww...poor Masters...you upset you can't draw a reaction like these guys can?

Masters: I can bloody well get a reaction! These fans love me!

Waters: That why the "Remove William Masters from CZW" Facebook group is one of the biggest around...

Daniels: Enough fighting...the opponents are coming out!

"Pleasure (Pleasure)" by Bang Camaro hits. Brian Blaze and Johnny Kerosene walk out together.

Towers: Introducing first...the challengers...two members of the Beautiful Agony stable...they are the Spectacle...BRIAN BLAZE and JOHNNY KEROSENE!

Blaze and Johnny nod before running to the ring together.

Towers: And their opponents...THE CZW GLOBAL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...first from Tiffin, Ohio...The Misfit...MIKE MONROE!!!

Rebirth of the Temple by Silent Civilian hits as Mike Monroe walks onto the stage, Tatum Regan by his side. He glances behind him before running to the ring. He smiles at his stablemates, while waiting for...

Towers: And his partner...from Seattle, Washington...he is Rated E for Everyone...EDDIE ROWAN!!!

Slip Slide Melting by For Love Not Lisa hits. Eddie Rowan walks out onto the ramp and looks around as the fans. He then runs to ring, eager to start.

Daniels: All four competitors are now in the ring.

Waters: And a sign of respect there, shaking hands.

Daniels: It looks like Brian and Eddie will start this one.

The bell rings. Eddie and Blaze circle around the ring. They lock up. Blaze takes Eddie down with a headlock. Eddie escapes the hold though. They lock up again, this time Eddie locks in the headlock. Blaze pushes Eddie to the ropes. Eddie bounces off. Blaze bends over to hit a back body drop. Eddie twists in the air however, landing on his feet behind Blaze. He rolls Blaze up.

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Waters: Monrowan are really bringing it to Blaze right now.

Masters: Who cares...we all know whoever wins will just be holding the titles until Idolized get their shot...

Blaze stands up as Monroe looks around, smiling. Monroe lands a dropkick on Blaze, who staggers back and tags Kerosene. Johnny leaps into the ring. He ducks a clothesline from Monroe, bounces off the ropes and leaps, nailing Monroe with a running neckbreaker. He runs up the turnbuckle onto the second rope. He launches off, hitting Mike with a back elbow. Johnny slides to the outside and high fives the fans before climbing onto the apron. As Mike stands up, he springs himself off the top rope, connecting with a hurricanrana. Johnny stands over Mike and jumps, hitting Mike with a standing moonsault. He pins...

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Waters: Ooohhh...so close!

Masters: I bet thats all the girls say about you Shawn.

Waters: Ask your mother...

Johnny walks over and tags in BB. BB runs over to Mike and pins him...

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Daniels: Oh what was that? No way were you getting him then!

BB waits for Mike to rise to his feet. He nails a dropkick. Blaze goes to lock in a figure four leglock, but Mike kicks him off. BB waits for Mike to stand and runs at him. Mike ducks a clothesline and grabs BBs hair. He slams him to the ground with ferocity.

Daniels: OUCH! Thats gotta hurt!

Waters: Monroe showing some real aggression there.

Masters: See guys...THAT is how you need to wrestle!

The ref tells Mike off for the hair pull as BB stands up. He gets in Mikes face.

BB: Not the hair dude! Anything but the hair!

Both men grin. They lock up. Mike strikes BB with a knee to the midsection. He whips BB to the ropes. BB slides under Monroes legs on the rebound. He sweeps Mikes legs, Mike falling face first on the canvas. BB quickly locks in a headlock, slowing Mike down. Mike slowly pushes himself off the ground and gets to his knees. He then grabs BB and falls back, hitting a back suplex. BB releases the hold. Mike rolls out of the ring and begins searching around under the ring.

Waters: What is he doing?

Masters: Duh...hes looking for weapons idiot!

Waters: Ahahaha...oh...you are a comedic genius Billy. Just though these guys would keep it clean...

Daniels: Yeah...but Mike isnt quite himself...hes got Havok on his mind...

Masters: Awww...how romantic...

Daniels: Gah...you know damn well what I meant William!

Waters: Shut it fools...Monroe has a chair and is back in the ring.

Monroe rolls back into the ring. He swings the chair at BB, but Blaze ducks.

Blaze: Dude...what are you doing?

Monroe swings the chair again. Blaze ducks again. Blaze then nails a dropkick to the chair, slamming it back into Mikes face. Blaze quickly tags in Johnny. Johnny kicks the chair out of the ring. He then drops an elbow on Mike. He covers.

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Johnny nails a baseball slide on Monroe and rolls to the outside. He grabs the chair he kicked outside and throws it in the ring. He follows up by searching under the ring, taking out another chair, a table, a trash can full of weapons and box of light tubes.

Waters: Well...looks like this match just got extreme!

Kerosene tosses all the weapons into the ring, grabbing a kendo stick for himself. He rolls into the ring...into a chairshot! Monroe is up with the chair in hand. He grins. Mike sets up one of the tables. He picks Johnny up and leans him against the table. Mike looks around, signalling for the Shock Trauma. Mike climbs onto the apron and launches off the top rope...180...360...720! Mike grabs Johnnys head...BUT JOHNNY BLOCKS!

Daniels: Oh my god! Johnny just sent Monroe through the table!

Johnny picks up the kendo stick from before. He twirls it in his hand before bringing it down hard on Mikes back. Johnny taunts as Mike starts to get up. Johnny turns around and nails Mike with a shot to the abdomen. He covers.

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Johnny allows Mike to stand up. He grabs Mike in a full nelson!

Waters: Here we go...hes going for the Facemelter!

Masters: No...hes not...

Monroe headbutts Johnny, then spins out of the hold. He dives and tags in Eddie. Rowan jumps into the ring and clothesline Johnny...and again...and a third time! Eddie grabs Johnny and whips him into the corner. Eddie follows up with a clothesline. Johnny staggers out of the corner as Eddie climbs to the top rope. Eddie flies off and nails Kerosene with a flying back elbow. Eddie has a look inside the trash can and pulls out a cookie sheet. He lines Johnny up and connects with a hard shot to the head. Eddie goes for the cover.

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Waters: Oh...that was close!

Daniels: The tone of this match has really changed!

Eddie works on the legs of Johnny, not allowing him to get up. He then locks in the Ed-Vice!

Waters: Johnny is trapped in that move...can he escape?

Johnny struggles against the hold, but the move is locked in tight. Johnny uses all his strength and rolls over. Eddie keeps the move locked in, but Johnny is within range of Blaze. He sticks out his leg, which BB taps. BB jumps into the ring, rebounds off the ropes and nails Eddie with a shining wizard. BB covers.

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BB stands up and bounces off the ropes. He attempts another shining wizard, but Eddie ducks. Both men climb to their feet at the same time. They eye each other off, before eyeing the various weapons in and around the ring. They both bolt and grab a weapon. Eddie grabs the trash can lid, while Blaze returns with a Stop sign. Both men stare each other down, neither wanting to make the first move. Eventually BB relents, taking a swing at Eddie. Eddie ducks though, and connects with a shot to the back of BBs head. Eddie drops the trash can lid. He waits for Brian to stand, before grabbing him, ready for the EVD. Blaze frantically escape the move however, sliding out the back of the move. Blaze drops to his knees and low blows Eddie. He follows it up with a burning hammer.

Daniels: Blaze using an unorthodox move...the...Burning Firecrotch?

Waters: It may be unorthodox...but is it ever effective!

Blaze covers Eddie.

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Monroe breaks up the pinfall!

Blaze looks at Mike, and shakes his head with a grin on his face, before picking Eddie back up. Blaze kicks Eddie in the gut, following up with a kick to the head! Eddie stands up straight...right into a superkick! Blaze then sets up another table! He places it near one of the corners. Blaze then whips Eddie into said corner. He lifts Eddie up to the second rope, planning on hitting the Celine Dion Driver!

Daniels: Here comes the Celine Dion Driver!

Waters: Its not fair...why does she get her own move named after her! Im the biggest Brian Blaze fan around!

Masters: You butt hurt, Shawn?

Waters: Says the guy who spent a night at Jesse Montanas house...I heard you star in Can You Get It Up-Starts Volume 4, Billy!

Masters: What the bloody...well I never...how dare you...

Waters: Cat got your tongue Bill? Or is it still stuck up Montanas...

Daniels: SHAWN! This is a family show!

Waters: Really? Because that doesnt look very family friendly...

Back in the ring, Eddie is holding on to the top turnbuckle tightly, trying to avoid being put through the table. Tatum Regan passes him one of the light tubes, which he nails over the back of BB. Blaze lets go of Eddie, who rolls out of the corner. He dives across and tags in Monroe. Monroe ducks a BB punch, before dropkicking him from behind. BB lands on the second rope. Mike grabs the kendo stick and leans over the top rope. He begins choking Blaze with it! Mike eventually lets go. He waits for Blaze to stand up. He connects with a DDT on the Stop sign. Mike grins, ready to finish the match. He motions for Tatum to pass him another light tube, a request to which she obliges. Mike places the light tube over Blazes head. As Blaze climbs to his knees, he grabs the light tube. As he is holding it, Mike rebounds off the ropes...and connects with a shining wizard to the light tube! The light tube shatters against Blazes head, drawing blood!

Waters: Oh! Snap...

Daniels: I believe Monroe calls that...the Thundaga!

Monroe goes for the cover.

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3...KICKOUT!

Daniels and Masters: WHAT?

Waters: HELL YEAH!!

Monroe cannot believe it. He looks at the referee in disbelief. He stands up, obviously frustrated. He climbs onto the apron. As Blaze stands up, Monroe launches himself off the top rope!

Daniels: Monroe trying that Shock Trauma again!

180...360...DROPKICK!!!

Waters: Where in the world is Brian Blaze pulling these moves from! Blaze just prevented Monroe from landing that DDT with a massive dropkick!

Daniels: Both men are down!

Slowly, the men begin to stir. Blaze is the first to his feet. Blaze leans against the ropes. Monroe charges for a clothesline...but Blaze ducks. Blaze drops to his knees again and hits another low blow!

Waters: Oh no...Dont tell me he is going for the Burning Firecrotch again...

Masters: Yep...he is...

Blaze finishes the move and covers Monroe.

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3...KICKOUT!!!

Waters: Holy crap...neither team is giving up an easy victory.

Blaze, obviously frustrated, walks over and tags in Johnny, the fresher man. Johnny immediately begins stomping Monroe. Meanwhile, Blaze drops to the floor and begins pulling tables out from under the ring. Johnny stands Monroe up. Johnny nods at Blaze, who has set up two tables on the outside. Johnny drags Mike to the ropes. Blaze and Johnny stand on the apron, while Monroe is inside.

Masters: This...could be interesting...

Daniels: They are trying to suplex Monroe through those tables!

Monroe fights against the two men, though they keep a hold of Monroe.

Waters: Wait...look at Eddie!

Eddie Rowan is standing on the opposite side of the ring, ready to run. Johnny spots this. He moves, which allows Monroe a free arm. Monroe strikes BB in the ribs and just dodges the flying Eddie Rowan, who spears Brian Blaze off the apron and through the tables!

Daniels: HOLY SHIT!!!

Waters: Geez Jarred...this is a family show!

Masters: That was...that was great! Thats two less Beautiful Agony members now!

Both Blaze and Eddie are knocked out on the floor. Johnny rolls into the ring and picks Monroe up. Mike strikes Johnny in the ribs, however, and lifts him onto his shoulders.

Waters: Monroe looks ready to finish thi...what the hell?

The camera pans up the ramp, where a woman is seen crawling onto the stage area, screaming. Her clothes are torn, and she looks like she has been attacked.

Masters: What the? I better go save her!

Waters: Wait a sec...isnt that...Lauren Caramazzi? Tatum Regans little sister?

Daniels: I...I think you are right! You dont think...

Masters: I knew that emo was bad news...from the moment he stepped foot in CZW...I knew he was a bad egg!

Mike stares up the ramp in shock, while Tatum screams and runs to help her sister. Suddenly, from behind the curtain, we see a familiar masked being. He grabs Lauren by the foot and drags her backstage. Johnny, not realising what just happened, uses the distraction to roll Monroe up!

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DING DING DING!

Daniels: Oh no...not like this!

Waters: Poor Johnny...I dont think he realised what was happening!

Daniels: Well...its official...we have NEW Global Tag Team champions...The SPECTACLE!

Monroe is kneeling in the ring, shocked. A replay appears on the Combatron. Johnny notices the interference and shakes his head.

Johnny: Damn...Im sorry man...lets go get him!

Monroe looks up.

Monroe: No...you stay here with Tatum and check on Eddie and Brian...this is my battle!

Tatum: Im coming with you Mike! The son of a bitch has my sister!

Monroe: No Tatum...I dont want you getting hurt as well! Your father will kill me! Ill go talk to Jake...

Monroe rolls out of the ring and runs to the back. ------------- Brian and Johnny stand side-by-side in the ring, slapping each other on the back in congratulation/commiseration. Suddenly.. the lights go out.

WATERS: Hello!

DANIELS: Hmm, a few technical difficulties being experienced here tonight, perhaps. We are live, these things can happen.

Camera flashes illuminate the confused figures of The Spectacle in the ring, as a deep, booming voice suddenly begins to play over the soundsystem.

VOICE: BRIAN BLAZE..

A spotlight shoots down from the ceiling, engulfing "Sleazy Entertainment" in a bright white glow as he looks around, thoroughly confused. The CombatTron flickers into life, showing what appears to be three silhouettes set against a backdrop of roaring fire and flames. The voice, accordingly, multiplies, giving the impression of several people speaking at once.

VOICE: DO YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE, BRIAN BLAZE?

WE ARE THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION OF THE COMBAT ZONE WRESTLING X-DIVISION. THE REPRESENTATION OF A LEGACY OF CARNAGE, BLOODSHED AND ELITE COMPETITION, SPEARHEADED BY THE HOLY TRINITY. THREE SUPREME COMPETITORS, WHO EACH TOOK ON THE MANTLE OF THE CZW X-DIVISION AND TOOK IT TO HEIGHTS PREVIOUSLY THOUGHT UNSCALABLE BY MORTAL OUTSIDERS.

BRIAN BLAZE, YOU WERE SELECTED TO BE THE NEXT IN LINE TO THIS ALMIGHTY THRONE, THE MAN TO TRANSFORM THE TRINITY INTO AN ALL-CONQUERING QUARTET.

Blaze stands in the ring with his arms outstretched, nodding his head as if to suggest that those expectations were matched.

VOICE: DO NOT BE SO COCKY, BRIAN BLAZE.. HUMILITY WOULD SERVE YOU WELL AT THIS MOMENT IN TIME.

Blaze returns his hands to his hips, a decidedly UN-humble smirk on his face.

DANIELS: I don't think humility is a word that exists in the Sleazy Vocabulary..

VOICE: BRIAN BLAZE, AS YOU WELL KNOW.. WHEN ONE IS AWARDED THE TITLE OF CZW X-CHAMPION, THEY TAKE ON CERTAIN RESPONSIBILITIES..

TO UPHOLD THE PHILOSOPHY AND INTEGRITY OF THE CZW X-DIVISION..

TO CONTINUE THE LEGACY OF THE TRINITY, AND LEAD THE X-DIVISION IN ITS ASCENDANCY THROUGH THE HISTORY OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING..

AND, MOST IMPORTANTLY, TO ENSURE THAT - ABOVE ALL ELSE - THE MOST-COVETED X-TITLE BELT SHOULD NOT FALL INTO THE HANDS OF "THE UNDESERVING", THOSE WHO LAY CLAIM TO THE MANTLE OF CZW X-CHAMPION, BUT WHO LACK THE NECESSARY CHARACTERISTICS REQUIRED TO BE DEEMED WORTHY OF THE TASK.

BRIAN BLAZE.. WHEN YOU ALLOWED TIM TIMMONS TO DEFEAT YOU IN BATTLE, THEREBY ALLOWING HIM POSSESSION OF THE X-TITLE BELT, YOU DIRECTLY VIOLATED THIS AGREEMENT.

WATERS: Uh-oh..

Blaze's expression is now decidedly less amused, Johnny placing a hand on his shoulder in reassurance.

VOICE: BECAUSE OF YOU, BRIAN BLAZE, THE INTEGRITY OF THE X-DIVISION HAS BEEN PERMANENTLY COMPROMISED.

BECAUSE OF YOU, THE TRINITY MUST HAVE THEIR LEGACY FOREVER INTERTWINED WITH THAT OF TIM TIMMONS, A MAN WHO HAS REPEATEDLY ATTEMPTED TO INFILTRATE OUR BELOVED INNER SANCTUM, BUT WHO HAS, UNTIL NOW, REMAINED UNSUCCESSFUL IN DOING SO.

BRIAN BLAZE.. WE, THE TRINITY, CANNOT ALLOW SUCH GROSS NEGLIGENCE TO GO UNPUNISHED.

AS SUCH, YOU WILL BE SUBJECTED TO 5 CURSES, EACH REPRESENTING ONE OF THE CORE ELEMENTS OF THE CZW X-DIVISION:

DANIELS: Curses?

VOICE: STEEL..

The CombatTron cuts briefly to footage of various chair, sheet and ladder shots seen in the numerous X-Title matches throughout CZW history.

VOICE: WOOD..

Another VT, this time showing various superstars throwing each other (and themselves) through tables.

VOICE: GLASS..

A few highlights from the historic Greenhouse Matches now take their bow.

VOICE: FIRE..

We now see Rave driving both El Pablo and Kris Kash through a burning table during their Flaming TLC match back in 2008.

VOICE: AND FINALLY, ELECTRICITY..

No VT is shown this time. Instead, four "lightning bolts" shoot down from the ceiling, striking the turnbuckles and setting off a small amount of pyro.

MASTERS: WAHHH!!!

VOICE: DO NOT ATTEMPT TO RUN FROM YOUR FATE, BRIAN BLAZE. THE CZW X-DIVISION IS ALL-POWERFUL. WE WILL FIND YOU.. AND WE WILL MAKE YOU PAY..

..STARTING NOW.

The CombatTron switches off, as the lights come back on. Blaze and Johnny exchange a nervous glance, then turn round.. as a chair gets thrown baseball-style right into the face of Kerosene, knocking him completely out of the ring.

DANIELS: GOOD LORD! Did you hear that impact!?

WATERS: Who the hell is that!?

Blaze looks on in shock at the new figure in the ring. A slim person, just under 6 foot tall, dressed in an all black hooded sweatshirt/gloves/cargo pants/Converse combo, their face typically obscured by a black lining that stretches over the front of the hood. The two stand still for a few moments, as the assailant raises his arms in the form of an "X" in front of his chest.

Suddenly, Blaze charges, but the assailant side-steps, shoving Blaze towards the ropes. Blaze rebounds, only to have the assailant take him down with a spinning wheel kick. The assailant springs back to its feet, and grabs the chair. It waits for Blaze to pull himself up, then smashes him right between the eyes, dropping him back down to the mat.

DANIELS: OH! Come on! What the hell is this!?

Quick as a flash, the assailant drags Blaze over to the side of the ring, then steps out onto the apron, chair in hand. It raises the chair above its head, then springs up onto the top rope, hitting Blaze with a leg drop through the chair.

DANIELS: For God's sakes! Blaze could have just had his skull crushed!

MASTERS: That's what you get for letting Tim Timmons become X-Champion! ..I guess.. I don't really see what the problem is there, to tell you the truth..

WATERS: You wouldn't..

The assailant gets back to its feet once more, and slams the chair down onto the mat. It picks the near-unconscious Blaze up, and grabs him in a front-facelock, hooking both arms.

DANIELS: NO! NO MORE!

The assailant pauses for a second, then leaps up into the air, extending itself almost horizontal, before drilling Blaze with a double-arm DDT, his skull bouncing off the chair.

MASTERS: Well, he's definately dead now.

The assailant gets to its feet, and stares down at the motionless body of Brian Blaze, as the boos ring violently around the arena. It bends down over him, and makes the "X" gesture again, before suddenly turning and sliding out of the ring, as Johnny Kerosene dives back in to try and help his partner.

DANIELS: Well folks, Johnny Kerosene is back in, but too late to save Brian Blaze from that vicious assault there by.. well, whoever the hell that was!

WATERS: Yeah, and the worst part for Blaze is, he's supposedly got worse to come!

DANIELS: A promise of five "curses", from someone or something describing themselves as representing the "Holy Trinity" of the CZW X-Division. I think we can safely say that was "steel", which means Blaze still has wood, glass, fire and - heaven help him - ELECTRICITY to come!

WATERS: And all supposedly because he lost the X-Title to an "undeserving" Tim Timmons two weeks ago!

MASTERS: Well I for one don't agree with that.. but I'm not gonna argue with that freakshow in the ring getting a good kicking!

DANIELS: I'm sure you'd do it yourself if you only had the chance, right?

MASTERS: Of course.

Backstage, Mike begins yelling.

Monroe: Wheres Havok? Whered he go?

One of the crew points Mike to a small room just past the locker rooms. He hammers on the door.

Monroe: Jake...are you in there? Why are you doing this!

A voice is heard from behind the door...

Lauren: Mike...help me! Hurry up!

Mike opens to door and spots Lauren tied up in a chair, while Havok sits nearby, a knife in hand. He runs his hand along the blade, before looking up at Mike and grinning.

Havok: Why am I doing this? Why am I doing this? Isnt it obvious...Im trying to make you fight...costing you a match didnt do it...burning down the house didnt do it...I figured...I might try hurting those close to you...

Monroe: Let her go Havok...she doesnt have anything to with this!

Havok: Ill let her go...if you fight me right here...right now!

Monroe: No! Im not fighting you Jake...you arent yourself...snap out of it! Neither one of us will gain anything from this!

Havok: Are you sure? Look...Im cutting her binds...

Havok slices the rope tying Lauren to the chair. She quickly scurries behind Mike for protection.

Havok: There...I let her go...next time...Tatum might not be so lucky...what about next week? I'll go talk to the bosses...I'm sure they'd love to set up a match between the two of us! How's that sound?

Mike staredowns Havok. Havok shakes his head, laughing.

Havok: So...what Im gathering from this...is that no matter who I harm...no matter which one of your so called friends I torture...you still wouldnt fight me? Even the woman you consider to be your sister...Tatum...sweet...gorgeous Tatum...you still wouldnt fight?

Mike continues to staredown Havok.

Havok: Well then...I guess what Ive been saying about you is right...you do only care about yourself! I guess its futile to keep you in the dark any longer...Lauren...

Mike turns around...right onto a shot from a vase, which shatters over his head. Mike slumps to the ground as Havok and Lauren smile. Havok motions for her to come closer. They embrace and laugh as the camera switches to a quick promo for the Tower of Power.

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-=- 2010 TOWER OF POWER! -=-
Kimo Newton vs. The Jackal vs. Sam Attic vs. Brian Kirkland vs. Knox Harper

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TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see the cage is being lowered... it is now time for the 2010 TOWER OF POWER!!"

The crowd pops loudly!

DANIELS: "A unique design this year, different from the pyramid. It is a steel cage, traditional style, with two openings at the top for two of the competitors to advance, if you will, to the top of the cage... where a ten foot ladder has been welded to, right in the middle. Hanging above the ladder is a clipboard, with the #1 contendership to the CZW World Heavyweight title clipped to it. The one to retrieve it... goes the spoils."

WATERS: "All I can say is, each and every one of them are lucky the KING of the Tower is not participating."

MASTERS: "Of course not, Ace King has been gone for months!"

WATERS: "No, you fool... ME!"

MASTERS: "Oh, right."

TOWERS: "Before we announce the competitors we have a special surprise for you great fans here in Atlanta! Here to be the special guest referee and official for this epic match... the former two-time winner of the Tower of Power... and former two-time CZW World Heavyweight champion... 'The Gambler' ACE KING!!"

The crowd pops HUGE as this was very unexpected. "Ace of Spades" by Motorhead blares over the PA as Ace comes out in a referee outfit. He pauses as he takes in the applause, and gets a little teary eyed at the response. He makes his way down to the ring.

MASTERS: "We don't need a referee for this, what is he doing here!"

DANIELS: "He's going to officate and acknowledge who advances, and who grabs the contract, William. Plus did you hear that reception!?"

MASTERS: "Yeah, yeah..."

TOWERS: "Introducing first... weighing in at 195 pounds and hailing from Honolulu, Hawaii... 'The Hoodlum From Hawaii'... 'The Hawaiian Hustler'... KIMO NEWTON!!"

The crowd pops as "My Hood" by Young Jeezy plays over the PA. Kimo comes out, dancing to the music, with a large smile on his face. He really knows how to work a crowd. As he dances down the aisle, he high fives fans and stops near one who has a "KIMO RULES!" sign. He points at it and smiles to the nearest camera. He continues his way down to the ring, goes through the cage door, slides in, and poses.

TOWERS: "Introducing next... weighing in at 228 pounds and hailing from Dallas, North Carolina... he is a member of Youthful Aggression, and the current CZW Ultraviolent champion... 'The Reaper'... BRIAN KIRKLAND!!"

"Personal Jesus" by Lollipop Lust Kill plays, as the crowd boos. There is, however, a small section of Kirkland fans chanting his name. He comes out, with a very critical look on his face. No smiling or dancing here. He wears the UV belt around his waist, and has a weedwhacker with him. He walks down to the ring, berating fans with beers in their hands. He threatens to backhand a kid for getting to close. Before he goes through the door, he hands the UV belt and the weedwhacker to the attendant. He walks through, and goes to a neutral corner. He just looks at Kimo, who is looking back.

TOWERS: "Introducing next... weighing in at 200 pounds and hailing from Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina... also a member of Youthful Aggression... 'The Straight Edge Assassin'... KNOX HARPER!!"

Kirkland smirks up to Kimo as "Love/Hate Heartbreak" by Halestorm plays over the PA. Out comes Knox, acting quite strange as most have grown accustomed to. He is accompanied by his tag team partner, Ryan Shane, who is wearing a leather jacket over his wrestling attire. He ignores the crowd as he stalks down to the aisle, a mixed look of determination and excitement on his face. He stops when he sees a fan holding up a sign that says 'I HEART WAFFLES'. Shane just cooly walks behind him, ignoring everyone. He smirks and nods to the fan, sharing the appreciation. He walks through the door, and immediately begins huddling up with Kirkland on a game plan. Shane stands at ringside.

DANIELS: "This is unfair, we all know these two will be working as a team. And with Ryan Shane out here, who knows what could happen!"

MASTERS: "All's fair in love and war, Daniels. You bloody yankee."

WATERS: "I want to know... why is he even IN the Tower? He just demanded it... and got it!? Okay! I want the World Title! Give it to me, Montana! ... Sheesh."

DANIELS: "I think the powers that be found it an interesting proposal."

MASTERS: "Of course they did, Knox is a CZW star in the making! He'll be fighting for the World title regardless of who wins this, I guarantee it."

TOWERS: "Introducing next... weighing in at 220 pounds and hailing from Wichita, Kansas... A member of the Fiscus family... 'Psycho' SAM ATTIC!!"

"Crashing" by Gravity Kills plays as there are mostly jeers, but some cheers as well. Love him or hate him, you have to respect his in ring skill and potential. He comes out with an arrogant look on his face, wearing a leather jacket over his ring attire. He strolls down the aisle, ignoring fans, and hands the jacket to the attendant as he enters the cage. He looks over at YA, and looks at Kimo from opposite sides.

TOWERS: "And the final participant in the 2010 Tower of Power... weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from Orlando, Florida... He is a former CZW Intercontinental champion... Karl Jackson... 'THE JACKAL!!'"

"Path" by Apocalyptica plays as the lights dim. The crowd erupts when The Jackal walks out and poses. He is somewhat taken back by the positive response, not expecting it. He even nods, acknowledging it. He stalks down to the ring, but before he gets in Kirkland and Harper have attacked Newton from behind. Attic just watches from a corner, a smile on his face.

DANIELS: "Not even started yet and Youthful Aggression already extracting revenge!"

WATERS: "No doubt! Karl slides in, and Attic immediately jumps from his corner and attacks before Karl can get up."

** DING DING DING **

MASTERS: "The bell has rung, and the door is locked! What a great way to start it, Kimo and The Jackal down and in pain! I love it."

DANIELS: "Brian and Knox have Kimo in a corner, each man laying in a series of stomps. Totally decimating him, he doesn't have a chance. They go to irish whip him... he slams hard in the opposite corner. They both come charging in for a double team spear like move... and Kimo, with such skill, leaps over them both! They turn around and he responds with multiple punches to each of them! He kicks Brian in the gut... DDT! He grabs Knox... Russian legsweep! The crowd is going nuts!"

WATERS: "And on the other side, Attic has Karl locked up in a camel clutch style move... nailing forearms across his face. Kimo sees this and runs over... and nails an enziguri to Sam!"

MASTERS: "That bastard! Why does he have to ruin the good time!"

DANIELS: "Kimo turns around to focus back on YA... but is greeted with a kick to the gut from Knox! Knox picks him up... European uppercut! Another one! Another one! A kick to the gut... vertical suplex! These guys are hungry and going non stop from the get go!"

WATERS: "Of course they are, this is for a chance to become #1 contender to the greatest prize in this business! Attic is back up, and looks at Karl... He goes to throw a punch... blocked! Another.. and blocked again! Karl unleashes a series of punches and kicks that just knock Sam hard into the nearest corner. He lays into him with a series of stomps."

MASTERS: "Look at this on the other side, Knox has Kimo flat on his face... he's going for the curb stomp! I love that move! He lifts him up after Kimo tries to fight it off... AND IN COMES KIRKLAND WITH A PUNT KICK! JEEBUS!"

WATERS: "THEN Knox slams his head down, completing the stomp! Dear lord, Kimo's head could have been taken off with that double team move! My notes show they call that the Requiem."

MASTERS: "Where did you get these notes? I don't have any notes!"

WATERS: "You don't need notes, you need breath mints."

DANIELS: "Kimo is bleeding from the nose now! Shane is directing traffic to his partners from the outside..."

WATERS: "On the other side, Karl has Sam in a daze. Sam stumbles out of the corner... and is met with a perfectly executed overhead belly-to-belly suplex by the Jackal! Sam instinctfully gets right back up... and is nailed with a head and arm suplex! Sam is seeing stars now for sure."

DANIELS: "Brian and Knox have dragged Kimo to a corner, where he is laid out. What is Shane doing? Is he taking off his belt?"

MASTERS: "Time to give Kimo what he deserves!"

DANIELS: "..."

MASTERS: "NOT THAT, you fool! Ah no, another ruined good time... The Jackal, that coward, attacking Brian and Knox from behind. He grabs Knox... oh no. German suplex! He then grabs Brian... oh dear god. Snap suplex! But look, while he's busy with them... Ryan Shane is tying Kimo's hand to the cage with his belt! Ingenius!"

WATERS: "This can't be good for Kimo, who is still trying to gather his bearings from getting jumped from behind. FROM BEHIND, William!"

MASTERS: "No thanks, Aussie."

WATERS: "You moron. And Ace King isn't doing anything in that ring but enjoying himself. As he should, it really should be a free for all."

DANIELS: "Kimo's blood is flowing, as he struggles to try to get the belt untied. No! Ryan Shane had that dreaded railroad spike in his jacket! He nails Kimo in the head a few times through the cage! Kimo's blood is REALLY flowing now, leaving a puddle as he is knocked out and tied up in the corner!"

MASTERS: "That's a receipt!"

WATERS: "The Jackal is cleaning house on the other side of the ring, as he has Attic, Kirkland, AND Harper all laid out! He looks around... and he sees his chance! He begins to start climbing the cage, hoping to make quick work of this year's Tower of Power. He gets to the middle of the cage before Sam is finally back up. He come chasing after Karl, grabbing his ankles. Karl tries to kick him off, but fails. Sam crawls up a little, and slams some forearms to the back of Karl's legs. He climbs up some more.. grabs Karl... and drops back!"

* SLAM! *

DANIELS: "Electric Chair from the cage wall! Amazing! It looks like Ryan Shane is happy with his dirty work, as he's leaving ringside and heading up the ramp."

MASTERS: "His handiwork is done, Kimo is out of this match for good."

WATERS: "Sam, Knox, Brian and Karl are all laid out in the middle, but Knox and Brian are coming to. Ace is now over by Kimo, checking that knot that Ryan tied with his belt."

MASTERS: "Just leave him there if you ask me, he's done."

DANIELS: "Brian and Knox have now pulled themselves up via the ropes, and both see that Sam and Karl are still trying to get up. They immediately begin tag teaming on Karl. They both stomp the hell out of him as Sam slowly gets up. When he's up on his feet, both YA members turn to him."

MASTERS: "And Sam wisely shrugs off, saying to keep on Karl. Smart guys, they oblige."

WATERS: "As they turn their attention back to Karl, though, look how Sam is sneakily backing up to a neutral corner... What is he... He's taking this opportunity to climb!"

MASTERS: "Genius!"

DANIELS: "He's about half way up, and no one has realized it yet! What an opportunist! Wait, Knox sees him.. and runs up and after him... He begins grabbing at his boots, as Sam tries to kick him off. Wait, now Brian has come and joined Knox. Karl is laid out in the middle of the ring, and Ace almost has that strap off of Kimo. Ryan must have been in the boy scouts!"

MASTERS: "You wish, pervert."

WATERS: "Allow me to take a moment that if _I_ were in there, I'd have already advanced. These guys are lucky I'm not."

DANIELS: "That may be true, Shawn, but they are all giving their 100%. Knox and Brian are both up side by side to Sam, and Sam's trying his best to fight them off... but... they take control and... What.... Oh my god!"

* SLAM! *

MASTERS: "A double Russian legsweep from the middle of the cage! Now all four men are laid out yet again! Amazing match this is."

DANIELS: "I think this is one of those rare times that all three of us can agree on something."

WATERS: "Cheers!"

All three men lift up their glasses of water and take a drink at the same time.

DANIELS: "The tides have turned as well, as Karl is the man about to get up first. As he does, he sees Brian getting up. He goes over and slams a double ax handle on Brian. Another. He picks him up. Heavy piledriver! Old school and still effective! He then turns his attention to Knox... grabs his head... and locks in a Dragon sleeper with legscissors!"

WATERS: "He can't win the match by submission, but quite a way to put out your opponent! Knox is screaming in pain!"

MASTERS: "Looks like Sam is getting back up.. he sees Karl on Knox, and Brian laid out... but this time he doesn't choose to climb the cage as he runs and kicks Karl hard in the head! Karl lets go as he clutches his skull. Excellent."

DANIELS: "Sam doesn't let up as he continues to stomp on the body of Karl. He picks him up and throws him to the ropes... high impact spinning heel kick! Ace is still trying to get Kimo free, that Ryan really did a number on him though... He is bloody as hell, and there is a big puddle where he is now!"

WATERS: "I can't help but think he's done."

MASTERS: "Oh, he's done alright."

DANIELS: "As Sam keeps on Karl, Brian and Knox slowly get up... they are pissed! Now all three men are taking shots at the fallen Jackal. They pick him up... Brian and Knox hold him as Sam kicks him hard in the gut. Knox grabs him from behind and nails a heavy reverse DDT. Brian then runs to the ropes... perfectly placed Asai moonsault!"

WATERS: "And now Sam runs to the ropes... corkscrew springboard legdrop! Karl is in a bad way here."

DANIELS: "They're circling him like vultures!"

MASTERS: "Or, more fittingly.. JACKALS!"

WATERS: "Wait! Look at the corner! ACE HAS KIMO FREE!"

MASTERS: "HOW THE HELL!? KIMO IS UP AND FULL OF ENERGY!?"

DANIELS: "Seeing your own blood and being trapped can highly motivate a warrior, William!"

MASTERS: "Right... but this is Kimo Newton!"

WATERS: "All three of Sam, Brian and Knox have their backs turned as the crowd is raging now! Just as Sam turns around... huge flying forearm from Kimo! Brian comes at him, but Kimo kicks him in the gut.. Sit out facebuster! As he gets back up, Knox goes for a clothesline.. Kimo ducks... huge punch to the jaw... a kick to the gut... huge running bulldog! Kimo is cleaning house!"

MASTERS: "Cleaning house? He's making the whole ring a mess with his blood dripping everywhere!"

DANIELS: "Kimo is fired up as the crowd chants his name. Sam is back up, and tries another attack on Kimo.. Kimo blocks the punch, and twists, nailing Sam with a forearm smash! This is your chance to climb, Kimo!"

WATERS: "Kimo has Sam up and ready for a power bomb it looks like... but no! Knox is back up and hits Kimo from behind. Knox falls back down as Kimo holds his back, but Brian is back up... a kick to the gut... and Brian nails Kimo with a Side Effect!"

MASTERS: "I knew that wouldn't last long."

DANIELS: "Wait! The Jackal is now back up! He turns Brian around... Belly-to-belly suplex! Sam has leapt up from the ropes and tried for a crossbody... Karl catches him! HUGE Fallaway slam! Karl turns around, but Knox, still on his hands and knees, chop blocks Karl's right knee from under him."

WATERS: "Knox is slowly getting back up. He picks Karl up... kick to the gut. A short run to the ropes.. Running high knee that sends Karl sprawling! Knox bodyslams him... grabs his arms... oh no... Inverted Curb Stomp!"

MASTERS: "HA! Looks like Jackal is back where he belongs... laid out!"

DANIELS: "Knox is being cocky though, as Sam is back up.. looks like the alliance is again over, as Sam grabs Knox from behind and nails a Half nelson facebuster! Brian is now up again as well... where are these guys getting these bursts of energy? Brian kicks Sam in the kidney area... picks him up... BIG TIME Michinoki Driver! Jeebus!"

WATERS: "But now Kimo is up, and HE kicks Brian in the gut as he gets back up! Sheesh! Kimo picks Brian up... HEAVY DUTY German suplex! NOW LOOK!"

MASTERS: "DAMMIT.. Karl is back up! He turns Kimo around! He lunges, but Kimo ducks... and Karl nails Sam with a lariat just as he got back up! Karl stays on Sam, as Knox is back up... Kimo goes for him, but Knox surprises him with a poke to the eye, Ha! Like he didn't have enough effecting his vision.. now it's blood AND fingers!"

DANIELS: "Knox throws Kimo to the ropes... The rebound... Knox nails a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! Great move. The ring looks like a car wreck, and Ace has a huge smile on his face."

MASTERS: "Why? He's not involved!"

WATERS: "Maybe he's happy the legacy of the Tower is living up to its reputation, you dim witted brit."

MASTERS: "That's ignorant, just like you, Aushole!"

DANIELS: "Ah, I tell ya... I do love it when you guys argue."

MASTERS & WATERS: "Shut up Yankee!"

DANIELS: "Umm... ok, back to the action! Knox and Brian are working on Kimo in a corner, as Sam and Karl are going back and forth in the opposite corner. Brian looks really out of it, but he's still laying in the boots."

WATERS: "Sam is taking control of Jackal, almost surprisingly, repeatedly nailing Karl in the face with punches. It looks like Karl is bleeding from his eyebrow now! He grabs him by the head and yells out.."

SAM to the crowd: "BUS DRIVER!"

The crowd boos

DANIELS: "Sam has him positioned... but as he begins to execute it, Karl slams him hard on his face! He locks on the Jackal Lock! That horrible ankle lock, and Sam is screaming out in pain!"

MASTERS: "On the other side, things are working out better for my boys. They are double teaming Kimo to the point where he's just puddy in their hands. He's hanging by a thread, I love it."

WATERS: "Karl has let go of the Jackal Lock, knowing that can't win the match, and picks Sam up... BANG! A German suplex where Sam landed right on the back of his neck! He's out! Karl sees this opportunity.. and begins to climb!"

MASTERS: "NO! Brian, Knox, turn around you blokes! Karl is crawling up the cage wall and they don't even see it!"

DANIELS: "He's almost up to the top now... He's home free!"

WATERS: "And he's up on top!! KARL ADVANCES! Ace just officially called it!"

TOWERS, from the time keeper's table: "Advancing in the Tower of Power... THE JACKAL!"

DANIELS: "Now look at Brian and Knox! They realize it, and are beside themselves! Are they arguing with each other?"

MASTERS: "No, no, they're re-designing their game plan!"

WATERS: "Well, they finally turn back around to focus on Kimo again.. and he surprises them both with a leap from the corner! He nails a double clothesline, taking both men down!"

CROWD: "KIMO! KIMO! KIMO!"

DANIELS: "Karl is up and resting on the top, a great chance for him to get another wind."

WATERS: "Kimo is tearing it up behind the crowd's support, as Sam is beginning to stir once again. Kimo kicks Knox in the gut... STO! He grabs Brian and throws him to the ropes... as he rebounds, he grabs his head.. and slams him face first into the cage wall! That sent Brian sprawling! And I think... yep, he's bleeding as well now!"

MASTERS: "C'mon Youthful Aggression! Don't let this thug get the better of you!"

DANIELS: "Sam sees what's going on as he pulls himself up by the ropes."

WATERS: "Kimo picks Knox back up, and bodyslams him. He jumps up to the nearest turnbuckle.. he measures... TEQUILA SHOT!"

MASTERS: "NO!"

DANIELS: "Knox has to be out of it now after that flying double stomp! Kimo grabs Brian... look, Sam is beginning to scale the wall himself!"

MASTERS: "Well, okay, come on Sammy!"

WATERS: "Kimo picks up Brian... He throws him to the ropes again, and Kimo runs to the opposite side... a devestating springboard dropkick! Knox and Brian are out of it! Kimo is back up, and sees that Sam is half way up the cage!"

MASTERS: "No, Kimo, you don't see it! YOU DON'T SEE IT!"

DANIELS: "Kimo runs over and begins climbing the wall behind Sam... Sam sees it and kicks at him, but to no avail. Kimo punches back up, gets side by side with him. They both punch at each other and try to climb higher, eventually getting almost to the very top. Kimo with a big right hand, and Sam hangs back... Sam keeps a grip, and reels back with a left fist, causing Kimo to hang back."

WATERS: "Brian and Knox are beginning to stir again, seeing what's going on. Kimo comes back with another fist, and another Sam hang. Sam reels back, and Kimo hangs again! These guys are giving it their all, I do consider the THIRD best Tower of Power."

DANIELS: "It's only the third one!"

WATERS: "Exactly."

MASTERS: "C'mon, Sam... yeah! Sam is taking charge! A punch, another, another! Anoth-doh! Kimo blocks it! Knox and Brian are up on their feet and like zombies, stumble towards the corner where Kimo and Sam are."

DANIELS: "Kimo is taking charge for sure now! A fist! Another! Another! Another! Sam falls back! He's hanging by his legs being in the cage only! Dear god, he could fall on his head!"

MASTERS: "Shistah!"

WATERS: "Sam tries to pull himself back up, but can't! Knox and Brian are huddled together, just getting to the cage... OH DEAR LORD!"

DANIELS: "Sam lets go! he twists... by God, he nails Knox and Brian with a moonsault crossbody! What a feat! Brian, Knox, and Sam are laid out... and KIMO! KIMO! KIMO! KIMO CLIMBS THROUGH THE HOLE AND ADVANCES!!"

TOWERS: "Advancing in the Tower of Power... KIMO NEWTON!"

The Jackal is on the opposite side now, still trying to catch his breath. Kimo now sits, looking at him, doing the same. Ace King begins to ascend to the top, as the door to the cage has been opened for Sam, Brian and Knox to leave.

* DING DING DING *

TOWERS: "The second level now begins, the one to climb the ladder and grab the contract will win the 2010 Tower of Power!"

MASTERS: "This is horrible."

DANIELS: "Ace has now joined them, and gets in the middle. He checks the sturdiness of the ladder, and nods. It looks like it's time to begin part two!"

WATERS: "And Karl has the immediate advantage, getting more time to regenerate."

MASTERS: "I hope they kill each other."

DANIELS: "Ace checks with both men.. and gives the motion, it's time to begin!"

WATERS: "They both begin making their way towards the ladder, stalking, measuring each other up. They get to each other and lock up. Karl quickly locks on a headlock. Headlock takedown on top of the cage. Any move performed up there will be ten times more effective. Kimo is a bloody mess."

DANIELS: "And The Jackal has a flow of blood as well, coming from that cut on his eyebrow. He picks Kimo back up, and they lock up again. Another headlock. He goes for another takedown, but Kimo stops him. Kimo with a few shots to the gut. A back suplex!"

* CLANG! *

MASTERS: "That makes me grimace."

WATERS: "Kimo slow to get back up. He picks Karl up and bodyslams him back down. He nows begins to climb the ladder!"

DANIELS: "He doesn't get too far however, as Karl saw what was happening and got back up. He nails a forearm to the back of Kimo. He is going for a German suplex! If he hits this, it's over!"

WATERS: "Jackal lifts Kimo up, but Kimo blocks it. Kimo then rolls forward, making both men roll, and comes out on top and behind Karl. HE LOCKS IN THE JACKAL LOCK!! On the Master of the move himself!"

MASTERS: "HA! I'll give that a thumbs up."

DANIELS: "Kimo cinches in as Karl yells out in pain. He reaches out for ropes that aren't there. Kimo lets go after just a few moments, and lands an elbowdrop to the small of Karl's back."

WATERS: "Kimo picks him back up, and punches him a few times. He goes to pick him up for what appears to be another bodyslam... but Karl blocks it. Again. Karl with a punch to the gut..."

* CLACK! *

MASTERS: "Karl nails a snap suplex! Kimo's back has to be broken."

DANIELS: "Both men exhausted, laying on top of the cage now. Ace looks at both men with a bit of concern, but he knows how hard this contest is on a body."

WATERS: "Hey, so do I, dammit!"

DANIELS: "Yes, so do you."

MASTERS: "I am disappointed that none of my boys got this far, and now.. I don't really care who wins, as long as they destroy each other in the process."

DANIELS: "Yeah, yeah, we know the heel shpill by now."

MASTERS: "Shut your trap, Jarred."

WATERS: "Karl is back up and its his turn to try and climb the ladder. This has taken out so much of both men. He gets to the second rung.. the third... but here comes Kimo from behind. A few forearm shots, and Karl hops back down, dazed. Kimo with a big punch. A kick to the gut... DDT!!"

* SMASH! *

MASTERS: "Karl will have brain damage now for sure!"

DANIELS: "Wow! Both men laid out again, but look... KIMO KIPS UP!"

MASTERS: "How the hell!"

WATERS: "And he sees his chance! He begins climbing the ladder!"

MASTERS: "ANYONE BUT HIM!"

DANIELS: "He's climbing... half way there... Karl begins to get up!"

WATERS: "How in the world... he has to be reaching down deep to get this energy. He gets up.. and all of a sudden springs up behind Kimo!"

DANIELS: "He begins laying in some forearms... Kimo is dazed... Karl moves up and positions... oh dear lord... what is he doing!"

MASTERS: "This is going to HURT."

WATERS: "HE LIFTS HIM UP --"

* SMAAAASH! *

DANIELS: "THE JACKAL HITS A SAMOAN DROP ON KIMO FROM ALMOST AT THE TOP OF THE LADDER! KIMO HAS MADE A DENT IN THE TOP OF THE CAGE!!"

WATERS: "WOW! He's lucky he didn't fall all the way through! The crowd is so hot right now!"

CROWD: "CZ DUB! CZ DUB! CZ DUB!"

DANIELS: "Both men are totally out of it... but Karl is stirring! Kimo hasn't moved an inch! Karl is sitting up.. he shakes the cobwebs loose..."

WATERS: "Karl is up and stumbles to the ladder... he begins to climb! Kimo hasn't moved!"

MASTERS: "He's up three rungs... if he wins, I think I'm going to be sick."

DANIELS: "You used to like him, William!"

MASTERS: "Eh, I still do. But when the crowd likes someone, it makes me hate them. Instinct."

WATERS: "Whatever... Karl is more than half way up now.. He's.. he's to the top! He reaches out... touches the clipboard, but misses it.. KIMO IS MOVING..."

DANIELS: "He's up on his knees... but... KARL!!! THE JACKAL HAS THE CONTRACT!! IT'S OVER!!!"

Ace calls for the bell

* DING DING DING *

WATERS: "THE JACKAL HAS DONE IT! He wins the third ever Tower of Power!"

"Path" by Apocalyptica begins playing over the PA, as Kimo hangs his head down.

DANIELS: "Karl gets down from the ladder, and raises the contract up high in the air."

CROWD: "JACKAL! JACKAL! JACKAL!"

MASTERS: "Oh lord, look at this."

WATERS: "Karl walks over to Kimo.. and extends his hand out of respect! I've never seen the Jackal do that!"

DANIELS: "Kimo accepts! He nods to Karl, and begins getting down from the cage. What sportsmanship!"

MASTERS: "Pussies!"

The Jackal poses some more, as blood flows down his face. He hold his arms out high, with the clipboard in one hand, and Ace raising other. Ace then shakes his hand.

MASTERS: "That's kinda weird, considering the history."

DANIELS: "ANYTHING is possible in the CZW!"

WATERS: "I've heard that before..."

***

Jarred: Karl Jackson is heading out of the ringside area and you can see the blood, the marks on his body showing what hes been through tonight. You cant deny it, the man is a modern-day warrior, a fighter through and through. And your 2010 Tower of Power winner. I think we'll...

Suddenly Wanted Man by Rev Theory begins to play and the lights flicker and dim.

Waters: Thats the music of Tim Timmons! And there he is with The Mountain Man at the top of the ramp!

Tim raises the microphone to his mouth where he stairs down at Jackson who is looks back not taking his eye off Tim.

TT: "Jackson when I say I am going to do something I do it, I told Jesse I would take you out and that is exactly what I am going to do tonight you think putting me in that Jackal Lock was going to scare me away... Jackson I am still standing and as long as I am standing I will keep doing what I do best... ENDING CAREERS!!!"

Masters: Next Generation said they would take Karl out, and after that Tower match, there is no way The Jackal can fight them off.

Jarred: But hes going to try! Without hesitation, Jackson has picked up a steel chair and hes brandishing it as if he will swing it if either of the other men come too close.

Jackson, shouting: Come on! Come on, what are you waiting for?

Mountain Man glares at Jackson but does not speak. Timmons has his hands up as if in peace, talking quietly. The two men walk down the ramp a bit, but keeps a good distance between them and the chair wielding Karl Jackson.

Jarred: Wait, someone is coming out of the audience behind Jackson even as Timmons begins pointing his finger and shouting at Karl...Tim is distracting The Jackal...and CALEB WALKER ATTACKING KARL JACKSON FROM BEHIND! I cant believe this!

Within seconds, Caleb pounds on his opponent with stiff forearms and stomps as Karl first drops to his knees, and then to his belly, the steel chair clattering to a stop next to him. Tim Timmons and Mountain Man are closing in...and get in Calebs face! Caleb and Tim are glaring into each others eyes, their entire bodies clenched and ready to fight.

Masters: Whats going on here? If hes not with Next Generation, what is The God of War doing here?

A question answered in a moment when all three standing men begin to smile...and Caleb and Timmons shake hands! They turn toward the nearest camera and Caleb mouths the words Next Generation. Im back, baby!

Masters: YES! YEEEEEEES! Next Generation is a group again, not just a team!"

Jarred: But now they are turning their attention back to Jackson. They are yanking the man to his feet. This is going to be horrible!

Waters: Jackson takes a swipe at Timmons but Mountain Man plants a boot right into his midsection...and a blatant low-blow from Caleb Walker! Just like before.

Jarred: Thats despicable.

Masters: Yeah, isnt it great!

Caleb Walker stands Jackson up, lifts him into Lifting Backbreaker position...then drops down on his butt, Jackson jammed painfully into Calebs shoulder on impact and his body bending in a way it shouldnt.

Masters: ABSOLUTE POWER!

Caleb helps stand Jackson back up, and Mountain Man lifts his opponent up as if for a vertical suplex...then brings him down into a Jackhammer style suplex/bomb!

Masters: And a Fallen...TIIIIIIIIIMBERRRRRR!

Karl is on the aluminum ramp, not moving. Caleb and Newsome nod satifactorily and give each other a high-five, but Timmons demands that Karl be stood up again. Caleb cocks his head slightly at the command and steps back, telling Tim to do it himself! Tim looks angry for a moment, then lifts Karl up...and positions him for a Tombstone piledriver. Caleb and Newsome head for nearby structures: for Newsome, its the Steel chair that Karl had been holding as he unfolds it and climbs up. For Caleb, its the near announcers table!

Jarred: Hey, get down from here!

Waters: No. They cant...

Masters: Yes they are! They are going to double-spike the T-Crusher! Ha ha ha!

Newsome and Caleb jump from their respective perches while grabbing one of Karls legs, pushing the victim down even as Tim executes the T-Crusher tombstone piledriver! The crash can be heard over the protests of the crowd as Karls head crashes into the floor! A moment later, Timmons, Newsome, and Walker survey what theyve done and let the EMTs get to Jackson, who hasnt even twitched since that third huge finishing move! With self-satisfied smirks, the trio head back up the ramp even as the EMTs call for a stretcher!

***

-=- CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH! -=-
"The Phoenix" Mike King vs. "The OGT" Maynard O'Toole (c)

***

Towers: The following contest is set for one fall.. and it is for the CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!

Daniels: Im still exhausted from the Tower of Power, what a match that was!

Masters: Myself, Im actually still exhausted from a long sexual encounter I had last night.

Waters: Still seeing Jarreds daughter, huh tiger?

Daniels: Will you guys stop speaking about my daughter on live television.

Waters: Its okay Jarred, dont be upset to have Willie here as a son in law.

Masters: I dont think thats possible Shawn, I mean I still have wives in all the northern states, not to mention the mail order bride from Kazakhstan. Shes the best one, she cant speak English!

Daniels: Anyway guys, were just moments away from one of the most long anticipated contests of the year so far, as two warriors battle it out for the coveted Intercontinental Title.

Waters: Yes, I have a long history with Maynard O'Toole and I remember his days back in the Upstarts, the best thing he ever did was disconnect himself with that snake Montana, then becoming the World Heavyweight Champion, and now has to be considered as one of the greatest IC Champions in CZW history.

Masters: Best thing he ever did? And was it the best thing you ever did, Shawn? If I remember correctly you lost everything you had, and now youre sitting alongside a munchkin like Jarred Daniels in the commentary team.

Waters: Oh I apologize, I forgot we were discussing this match with the number one Montana butt licker, Montana may as well have Williams face on his toilet paper!

Masters: Youre just jealous I got the Christmas bonus and you two didnt.

Waters: I dread to think what you did for that, Willie.

Daniels: And what about Mike King, possibly his greatest chance at a Title in CZW since his Global Tag Title reign back in the summer of last year, and how much would this win elevate not only himself, but Youthful Aggression too?

Waters: And who knows what kind of backing he has here tonight from his teammates. Mayo better watch out for that, as well as trying to keep Mike away from his Title.

Masters: Success in numbers guys, Mike has the backing of his troops, and Maynard has basically no body to look out for him.

Daniels: In all fairness, Maynard has proved that he doesnt need a backing or a following to defend his IC Title in the past, so why should tonight be any different.

Waters: And after the beating Brian and Knox have taken tonight how do we know theyre in any fit state to help Mike out in this contest. Also remember the mood Ryan is in after the vicious assault by Kimo Newton two weeks ago, can Mike rely on him to help him out with his current mindset?

Masters: Its not like Mike needs the help of his teammates, Shawn. Mike could do it alone and still not even build up a sweat, but when youve got the backing of a stable, why not use it. Maynard used to have that, but time after time he messed up.

Daniels: Well I wouldnt say Maynard has messed up anywhere in his career. He is a former World Heavyweight Champion and is holding the IC Title for the second reign. Mike has a glorious opportunity though here tonight, this is going to be a personal battle between the two.

No Rest For The Wicked begins to play throughout the arena, the fans instantly showing their anger towards Mike King.

Daniels: Still a great atmosphere here in the Combat Zone, these fans have just witnessed possibly the greatest match of the year so far, and they know this has the potential to even top that.

Masters: Sounds to me like these bloody vermins are overly grumpy here tonight. What is up with them? Got the wrong sauce on their hotdogs?

Waters: I think it may be due to the fact Mike King has progressively pissed each and everyone of them off in the past few months.

Masters: They should respect him. Look at them stuffing their faces with probably lard and items out of the nearest dumpster.

Mike King walks out from the back stepping out onto the stage. Mike wears a colorful cape attached to shoulder pads, and black tights. His hair has an array of florescent colored highlights for the special event that is Road to Glory. Fireworks begin to explode further down the ramp as the fans react with a mixture of boos and cheers now.

Towers: On his way to the ring, hailing from Buckeye, Arizona and weighing in at 210 pounds, he is the challenger and apart of Youthful Aggression.. THE PHOENIX.. MIKE KING!!!!!

Mike makes his way down the ramp, signaling to the World he will become the next IC Champion. As he gets into the ring, he passes his distorted cape to one of the officials, before leaning on the ropes waiting for his opponent to show.

Waters: Mike looks like a traffic beacon here tonight, clearly making an effort for the Pay Per View.

Masters: I dont like his fashion style but I like his fighting style.

Waters: Are you sure William, I think you would look bloody marvelous if you grew your hair long and wore a bit of make up. Maybe you can go to a spar with Montana, and get yourselves a little makeover, you know, like couples do.

Daniels: Ha ha ha, and now were just waiting for the arrival of the Intercontinental Champion, and God knows this place is going to explode when he gets out here. SPEAKING OF-

Bloodline by Slayer begins to sound in the Combat Zone, showing on the Combat-Tron, the face of the O.G.T. The fans jump off their seats as they begin to chant for the Champion, the exploding of the crowd drowning any other sound out.

Masters: Bloody hell I guess these leeches have finally got the correct topping on their lard burgers.

Waters: Either that or they just like PUPPIES! WOOOOO!!!

On the Combat-Tron, it shows an array of hot women who begin to pull up their tops, getting a loud roar from the guys in the crowd.

Waters: Wait, that one was your daughter wasnt it, Jarred.

Masters: No I doubt that, she is tied up to my bed back at the hotel.

Daniels: Would you guys please stop talking about my daughter, or I'll..I'll..

Waters: Watch out Willie.. I think Jarred is winding up one of his monstrous knockout blows.

Masters: Yes I have seen that thing in action, he almost knocked out a Chihuahua with that punch before.

Suddenly another huge pop is heard as Maynard now arrives on the top of the stage, looking up at the Combat-Tron admiring the view of the topless women. Fireworks blast off as Maynard walks through a shower of luminous sparks, his Intercontinental Title wrapped around his waist.

Towers: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, hailing from Fayetteville, North Carolina, and weighing in at 255 lbs.. he is the CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION The OGT.. MAYNARD O'TOOLE!!!!!!!!!

Maynard and Mike begin to exchange words as Maynard reaches the ring, walking up the steps clearly not showing any worry from his opponent. Once inside, Maynard takes off the Title belt from around his waist, and walks up to Mike raising it up into the air, staring into his eyes, showing a slight smirk. The fans chant his name as he parades around the ring with the belt, before handing it to the referee for the match.

Waters: Maynard clearly getting into the mind of Mike King there.

Daniels: Mike King so badly wants a taste of that Title, and Maynard knows that, and is exploiting that early on. Maynard knows exactly what it means being a champ here in CZW, and has had countless Title matches.

Masters: This is no Toole shed match though, Jarred, Maynard has no advantage here, when it comes down to it, Mike King is in my mind the better wrestler, and will prove that here tonight.

Waters: We shall see Willie.. We shall see..

The referee now holds the Title belt up into the air, standing in between the two competitors. The fans chant for their clear favorite, the current champion, however Mike shows no sign of being distressed. The referee now passes the belt to an official on the outside, before talking to the challenger, and then the champion.

Daniels: Here we are folks, Intercontinental Gold on the line, Maynard O'Toole defending against Youthful Aggression's Mike King.. lets get it on!

Masters: Lets get it on?! You commoner!

The referee has now spoken to both men, and signals the start of the match as the bell rings.

*DING DING*

- The match begins as Mike King now tries to get into the mind of Maynard, signaling the belt being around his waist. Mayo however is not even bothering to look at Mike King at this point, as yet another woman pulls up her top to reveal a great pair of breasts, as the fans cheer once more with the view being seen on the Combat-Tron.

Waters: As Jarred was saying earlier, I just love the atmosphere here tonight.

Masters: I know, all of these women fighting for my attention, I'll give that pair a 7.

Daniels: Well I think Maynard should make sure he is focused on the match right now, Mike King looks ready for business.

Masters: You would say that Jarred, you get more turned on by seeing a two men wrestle than a pair of breasts.

Waters: Yeah Jarred, live a little!

Daniels: KING COMES RUNNING IN!

- Jarred screams as he sees King making the first attack, going for a forearm smash on the champ, however the champion was watching him all the time, moving out of the way as Mike crashes face first into the turnbuckle. Maynard now with right hands, almost knocking Mike over the ropes, before pulling him back into the center of the ring.. CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!!!

Waters: King nearly getting beheaded by the OGT right there!

Masters: I'll score them a 5 maybe even a 6.

Waters: Are you still on the look out for topless women, Willie?

Masters: Yeah. And youre not?!

- The fans react to the clothesline with a huge cheer, as Maynard refuses to go for a cover so early on, now posing to the fans. Mike begins to stir, finding his feet using the ropes as leverage, Maynard though runs in and hits a second clothesline, Mike going flying over the ropes landing on his feet. As Mike crashes onto the outside, a few of the fans cause a stir in the crowd, as the security have to hold them back.

Masters: Bloody hooligans once again, cant they all just be topless women?

Waters: Hmmm 16,000 topless women.. sounds like a Friday night for me.

Daniels: The security having to break something up here, and Mike is getting involved now, Im guessing he hasnt got many friends in the crowd here tonight.

Masters: Who would want a bunch of drunkard losers as friends? No offence Jarred, I know the circle you hang out with.

Waters: Jarred has friends?!

- As Mike begins to shout curses at the fans who are being taken away by security, Maynard reaches over the ropes, lifting King up by just his hair as the fans cheer. Mike now turns around quickly whilst on the apron, eventually getting the better of Maynard as he pokes him in the eyes, then jumps up swiftly onto the ropes bouncing off and hitting a flying martial arts kick, knocking the champ down.

Daniels: I cant like how Mike got himself into that situation, but you have to love the athleticism of the man, knocking the big man down with one kick.

Masters: Like I said earlier, I like his wrestling style, and in my view, will out wrestle Maynard throughout this contest.

Daniels: Well, he certainly has the upper hand right about now.

- Mike keeps Maynard grounded as he hits a couple of elbow drops, finding the sternum of the champ with each dropping shot. Maynard remains grounded now as Mike runs off towards the ropes, planning something devious as he bounces off, returning towards Maynard with great pace.. baseball slide into the face of O'Toole! The fans boo with severity at the maneuver, as Maynard rolls around holding his face, clearly in some pain. Mike leans over the ropes, shouting once again at the fans, working well to rile them up. As Mike walks back to Maynard with dominance in his steps, Maynard gets back up on his knees, hitting right hands into the abdomen of the challenger. Mike though lays Maynard back down with a HARD MARTIAL ARTS KICK OT THE TEMPLE!!!

Daniels: Mike goes for a cover..

Waters: The champ could be knocked out here!!

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Daniels: Maynard must have one hard skull to withstand that kick, the sound of the impact echoed around this arena.

Masters: Hopefully knocked some bloody sense into him!

- King smashes his fists down on the canvas as he begins to pace around the ring, the fans booing him loudly for his outrage. Maynard begins to stumble to his feet as King catches notice of him, kicking him in the knee cap as the champ falls back to his knees, Mike now slapping Maynard, showing complete disrespect for the champion. Mike goes to slap him a second time, however Maynard blocks, replying with a right hand. Maynard gets back to his feet as he hits him again, then again, Mike backs up towards the ropes, now sliding in between them as the referee is forced to restrain Maynard from attacking Mike while he is recovering.

Daniels: Cowardly move there from the challenger.

Masters: Its called a time out Jarred, something I hear all the time from my sexual partners.

Waters: Really?! Ive heard you cant even last the length of the British National Anthem!!

Daniels: OH LOW BLOW!!!

- The fans go crazy as Mike King stealthily hits Maynard with a low blow as he was trying to get to Mike, the referee not seeing a thing as he was trying to stop Maynard from attacking the challenger. Maynard is back down on his knees again, as Mike King laughs in his face, before slapping him again, this time knocking him down to the canvas.

Masters: Id say Mike King has officially won the battle of mind games!

Waters: He slaps harder than Jenny Jacobs!

Masters: Wow, what did you say to get slapped by Jenny Jacobs?

Waters: I only asked her for a threesome with her and Jessica Towers. She only slapped me because I wouldnt add Ryan Lewis into the equation.

Masters: Nice.

- Mike now begins to kick Maynard in the ribs, the crowd so loud now the sound of their boos are almost deafening. Mike keeps Maynard grounded as he locks in a Sharpshooter, making the champ immediately let out screams of pain.

Daniels: I can imagine the ribs of Maynard are hurting right about now, after those vicious shots by King. And the Sharpshooter he has locked in will be ripping those bruised ribs out of the skin right now.

Masters: Wow Jarred, going into a little detail there werent you.

Daniels: Im just telling it like it is, William.

- Maynard finds it hard to breathe as he tries to power out, only damaging his spine and ribs even more. Mike has a huge smile on his face as he leans further backwards, applying more pressure. The eye make up on King is now dripping down his face with sweat, leaking into his teeth as he smiles to the crowd, who begin to chant.

YOU SUCK.. YOU SUCK.. YOU SUCK

- The referee asks Maynard if he wants to tap out, but the champion holds on. Maynard uses his vast strength to once again power up onto his hands, now walking towards the ropes on his hands, the veins and muscles tearing out of his skin, the man looking like a professional bodybuilder. Maynard reaches out one more time as he grabs hold of the bottom rope, the referee forcing Mike to let go. King quickly keeps on the pressure though as he drops an elbow deep into the lower back of the IC Champ, making him scream in pain once more.

Waters: I felt that one. Maynard is being torn apart here in a cerebral way, Mike King certainly knows what hes doing.

Masters: Mike is a former Hardcore champion, he is a former two time tag team champion, he has held many titles in other companies, I think tonight is his time to finally break into the main event level.

Daniels: I cant argue with that William, he certainly has the passion and the story for it. Once being addicted to drugs, we all know the story of Mike King, and he now finds himself rid of the drugs, and in the best shape of his life.

Masters: Jarred, this isnt about his past here tonight, this is about his future, and Maynards championship reign is about to become obsolete at the hands of King!

- King drags Maynard back into the center of the ring, as he goes to pick him up.. MAYNARD WITH A SMALL PACKAGE OUT OF NO WHERE!

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Waters: Just when King thought he was in control, Maynard rolls him up like a cheese and onion panini.

Daniels: And I think its angered Mike here, he looks pissed.

- Mike goes back to Maynard quickly after his kick out, stomping him into the canvas. Mike now lifts Maynard up as he leaves the champ standing looking almost starry eyed.. Mike King jumps up.. GAMENJIRI!!!!!!

Daniels: Mike King knows how to throw a hard kick, and once again Maynard gets a hard shot in the skull.

Waters: Hes using the champs head as a kicking bag here!

Daniels: Still though the champ is making his way back to his feet, being willed on by his great fan support here at Road to Glory III.

Masters: They can chant all they want, theyre all going to be silenced when Mike is holding up HIS title belt, standing over the body of the former champion.

- Maynard rolls to the ropes using them to make his way to his feet, however Mike dives on him as he lies over the second rope, strangling Maynard on that second rope, King landing on the outside. One of the fans throws a can at King as he walks up to the fan, spitting right in his face.

Daniels: What has happened to Mike King? Where has this horrid attitude come from?

Masters: Are you serious, Jarred? That squirt in the crowd just threw their garbage at Mike King. Mike is no garbage disposal, he is a world class athlete and should be treated like one.

Daniels: And that fan is being held back by security now, Im glad Montana has paid for more security in the Combat Zone.

Masters: He probably knew Road to Glory was being held in such a disgraceful city, and please.. the fan being held back by security, if was released Mike King would decimate the cretin.

- Mike hits Maynard in the face as he bounces off the second rope that was leaning on. Mike now rolls back into the ring as he sits over Maynard, beginning to throw wild punches into his face, cutting open his right eye, as blood is seen on the fist of King.

Masters: We have blood.. we have blood!

Waters: Who the hell are you? The Jackal?!

- The referee forces Mike to stand off Maynard now, as he sees to the champ, making sure he can carry on. Maynard thrusts the referee off him, as he begins to stand up, gaining even more appreciation form the fans. Mike quickly takes him back down though with a perfectly measured Metallica Kick. King now with the cover..

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- Maynard gets another roar from the fans as he kicks out once again. Mike this time doesnt keep on Maynard, now beginning to climb towards the top rope, as the fans yell obscenities at him trying to put him off.

Masters: Mike not only can kick harder than any other man in CZW, he can fly as well, and Maynard is not going to know what hit him.

Daniels: Taking a big risk here though, King.

Waters: Exactly what you need to do Jarred, if you want to win Gold here in the Combat Zone. I took risk every time I was in that ring, an I was the greatest Television champion in history.

Masters: Seems like a century ago now, Shawn.

- King ignored the yells from the angered crowd as he mounts the top rope, with Maynard in his vision, the champ lying out on the canvas appearing to be unconscious. Mike King measures him up.. MAYNARD MAKING NO MOVEMENT.. KING FLIES..

MAYNARD IS UP.. BUT MIKE CATCHES HIM WITH A SHOOTING STAR PRESS..

AND COVERS..

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Daniels: NO.. MIKE JUST GETS THE KICK OUT IN TIME! AMAZING!

Masters: I think I just swallowed my tongue!

Daniels: What a maneuver by Mike King, however what an even better counter by the champion, and that is exactly why he has held the title for so long.

Masters: Yes, by getting flukes.

Daniels: That was not a fluke William.

- The fans sit back down after jumping off their seats believing Maynard to have got the 3 count. Mike stands back up after being shocked once again, this time Maynard is back on his feet too, as they both exchange right hands. Maynard gets the better of Mike as he now Irish whips him into the ropes, he bounces off as Maynard catches him.. Sleeper hold!

Daniels: The champion slowing this match down to his level now, not allowing the smaller man to conduct his high flying attacks.

Waters: Maynard is very clever inside that ring, almost like a calculated genius.

Masters: Maynard and the word genius?! I never thought those two words would be in the same sentence.

- The fans chant for Maynard as Mike has no hope of escaping at this point, falling to his knees quickly, Maynards large python like arms wrapping around the head of Mike. The referee checks on King quickly, as he holds up one of his arms, Mike though still clearly conscious.

MIKE KING SUCKS.. MIKE KING SUCKS.. MIKE KING SUCKS..

Masters: What is with these deluded fans? Mike King needs their support, not this belligerent behavior.

Daniels: I think these fans would rather see King pass out here, and Maynards arm be raised in the air.

Masters: Well I would rather all of these fans shut up, but we cant all have it our own way.

- Maynard begins to shake Mike King around, making him look like a rag doll, Mike trying to keep on his knees. As the fans chants begin to die down, Mike begins to mount some sort of regeneration, as he steps back to one foot, and then the other. Maynard tries to keep the hold on, however Mike is now almost free as he hits Maynard in the gut with an elbow, running off towards the ropes.. MAYNARD WITH A CLOTHESLINE.. NO KING DUCKS.. ENZIGURI!!!!!!!

Masters: What a counter by Mike King, and Maynards head is beginning to look like a period!

Daniels: ..

Waters: A little sick there, Willie. But youre right, Maynards head is now fully busted open it seems, as he tries to get his brain cells back working.

- As Maynard gets back to his feet, Mike advances in on him, taking advantage of Maynards current dizziness. Mike hits a chop, then a firm forearm into the head, Maynard falls back into the corner as Mike viciously hits Maynard with forearm shots and precise head butts, blood now pouring down the head of the champ. Mike carries on his assault as he begins to hit knee strikes into he gut of the champ, then the head, then back to head butts, the referee trying to break up the assault however Mike has gone absolutely insane. Mike hits shin kicks, knees, and head butts now as Maynards blood is covering the body of the challenger.

Masters: Mike is almost playing in the blood of Maynard O'Toole here.

Waters: I think he has lost the plot, or maybe he has just taken a few pages out of Coveys book.

Daniels: Maynard is in a bad way here, and if the referee cant break this attack up, he may have to stop this contest.

Masters: I think I just saw a tooth fly across the ring then! Ha ha ha, this is beautiful.

Daniels: Sick.. just sick, William.

- Mike King finishes his assault in which he calls the Violent Party, with a flying palm strike, knocking Maynard down in the corner, looking like a bloodied pulp. Mike begins to celebrate as the fans boo loudly, some looking on in worry as Maynard doesnt make a single move. Mike begins to wind up as he plans something more, still the champ not making any movement, Mike suddenly bursting into action as he charges towards the motionless body of the Intercontinental Champion..

Masters: RUN.. IT'S A STAMPEDE.. HAHAHAHAHA!

Daniels: MIKE KING HITS A RUNNING METALLICA KNEE KICK!!!!!

Waters: Im not sure Maynard actually has a face left after that impact!

Daniels: COVER.. MIKE KING WITH A COVER!

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Masters: NO.. DAMMIT.. KICKOUT AT THE LAST SECOND!

Daniels: Just when you thought the champ was down and out, kicks out again!

MAYO.. MAYO.. MAYO..MAYO.. MAYO..

Masters: I think weve found out what flavor sauce these orphans want on their bloody hotdogs!

- Mike once again throws a tantrum after the champ kicks out, this time yelling at the referee. Mike goes back to Maynard eventually as he lifts him up, hitting a knife edge chop, then another, Mike now grabs Maynard who is still finding it hard to stay on his feet.. the crowd hiss.. Divorce Court! Mike crashes Maynard down with the modified version of the DDT, as Maynard leaves another blood stain on the white canvas.

Daniels: Its amazing how much punishment the guys of CZW can take, Maynard being one of the toughest in the company.

Waters: This is the home of Ultraviolence Jarred, we dont let losers in through these doors.. well except for a few I wont mention.

Masters: I can mention one straight away, and I have sat next to him for over two years now.

Daniels: At least I didnt get into the company by handing out homosexual favors.

Waters: Guys.. guys, all this guy on guy fighting is just turning Jesse Montana on, please stop it!

- Mike doesnt go for the cover this time, as he rolls Maynard over, beginning to pound his fist once again into the bloodied skull of the champ. Mike stands back up after a few seconds, as he once again climbs to the top rope, this time the fans are pleading for the IC Champ to get to his feet. Mike sits at the top now yelling at the fans who drown his whining out.

Daniels: Mike needs to focus back on his opponent here, Maynard may look like a squashed tomato here but he still cant be counted out.

Waters: Youre right Jarred, Mike isnt even looking at his opponent now, and these fans I think have finally gotten to him.

Masters: Mike King knows exactly what he is doing.. how dare you-

Daniels: THE CHAMPION IS BACK UP ON HIS FEET..

Masters: HOW DARE YOU CUT ME O-

Waters: Maynard climbs the turnbuckle, and Mike has been caught out here..

Masters: STOP INTERRUPTING ME!

Daniels: Both men tussle it out standing nearly five feet up in the air, making the drop a dangerous one. Maynard seems to be falling backwards, he could fall any moment here, but no, Maynard grabs Mike.. WHICH ONE IS GOING DOWN?!

Waters: My guess is.. BOTH OF THEM

SUPERPLEX BY THE CHAMPION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CEE ZEE DUB YA.. CEE ZEE DUB YA.. CEE ZEE DUB YA

Masters: 500 POUNDS CRASHES TO THE CANVAS IN A HEAP!!!!!!!!

Daniels: This could be the match changer, the turn around point, both men are pretty badly beaten up, Maynard possibly coming off the worst so far, but that maneuver could have changed it all.

Masters: Both men arent even moving.

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- Maynard and Mike now begin to fist fight again, both men staggering around like they have just fought a war. Maynard gets the upper hand as Mike now goes for an Enziguri.. Maynard ducks though as Mike gets back up.. and walks into a Military Press..

Daniels: Military press INTO A SPEAR.. FOLKS I DO BELIEVE MAYNARD JUST HIT THE COLD AND UGLY!

Waters: And its only looking cold and ugly for Mike King here now.. Mike looks hurt.

Daniels: I think Maynard could have broken a rib of Kings with that impact, and the back of Mikes head crashed to the ground faster than a speeding bullet..

Masters: And still he doesnt go for a cover.. what a buffoon.

- Maynard gets cheers from the crowd as he now stands back to his feet, blood dripping down his chest, his face almost covered in the red liquid. Maynard signals to the crowd now that the end is near, as the whole arena are on their feat.

Daniels: And when Maynard says the end is near.. I for one believe him.

Masters: GET UP MIKE.. GET UP..

Waters: Im not sure Mike should get up here.. Maynard seems to be preying on him like a blood thirsty animal.

Daniels: King is stirring.. he has no idea where he is at the moment..

- Mike King gets to his knees, as his face tells the whole story, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his. King now stands to his feet, as Maynard is only lurking five feet away.. King now stumbles into the grasp of the Champion.. THE OPIATE..

NO.. MIKE AMAZINGLY COUNTERS INTO A HURRICARANA.. AND COVERS..

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Daniels: THREE!!! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION..

Masters: YES!!!

Waters: No.. THE REFEREE SIGNALS IT WAS JUST A TWO COUNT.. THIS MATCH CONTINUES..

Masters: But the bloody referee counted three..

Daniels: MIKE KING IS MAD HERE.. THE REFEREE MAY BE IN TROUBLE..

Waters: MAYNARD IS UP.. THE CHAMP IS UP..

- Maynard looks pissed as he now spins the distracted Mike King around..

Waters: THE OPIATE.. SECOND EFFORT..

Daniels: AND THIS TIME HE HITS IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Masters: Not fair, not bloody fair guys, the referee distracted him.

Daniels: Mike King distracted himself, and he paid for it.. MAYNARD WITH THE COVER.. WHAT A MATCH WE HAVE HAD HERE!

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Masters: WHAT A MATCH.. AND IT CONTINUES.. MIKE KING KICKS OUT SOME HOW!

Daniels: This is incredible, these two guys fighting for their lives, and for the highly coveted Intercontinental Title!

Waters: I cant believe he kicked out of the Opiate.

- The fans are speechless as is Maynard, as the referee has to signal once again to the officials that the match is still carrying on. Mike is currently trying to roll out of the ring now as Maynard stop him, dragging him back into the center, wasting no time as he locks in..

THE UNDERTOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Daniels: Mike King may wish he had just stayed down for the cover here.. this move is devastating.

Masters: King can withstand it, hes not going to come back form near death kicking out of the Opiate to now tap out to a submission..

Waters: Erm.. I could try getting you in the modified STF and see how you like it.

Masters: Always turns to violence with you doesnt it, Shawn.

Waters: Its your voice, Willie. I cant stand the British accent.

Masters: What about you, you Rolf Harris sound alike, I mean what the bloody hell is a flaming galah anyway?!

Daniels: Mike King may not tap out here, but he is showing signs of passing out.

- The fans sense that the win is near for the current IC Champ, as he rips and tears at the shoulder and back of the challenger. Mikes screams of pain begin to dull down, as he places his face into the blood stained canvas, the blood from Maynards head dripping down onto the back of Mikes head. The referee goes to check on King..

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Masters: COME ON KING.. DONT GIVE THESE PARASITES THE PLEASURE..

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*DING DING*

Waters: King has passed out here at Road to Glory.. and Maynard wins a battle of a lifetime.

Masters: Im disappointed in Mike King.

Daniels: How can you be disappointed in either of guys after that performance, even these fans are respecting Mikes effort after that contest.

Waters: And Maynard celebrates with the fans here, getting amongst the crowd, and security once again have to do their jobs.

Masters: I would never step foot into that mob of diseases! Bloody mutants!

Daniels: Maynard may need stitches after this match, and a day or two in the hospital, but he must be one of the happiest CZW superstars right now, and must be considered the greatest Intercontinental Champion in history.

Waters: Well who knows that, theyre a lot of guys who were great champions, but youre right Jarred, he is a great champion.

Towers: YOUR WINNER AND STILL CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION.. THE OGT.. MAYNARD O'TOOLE!!!

- Mike begins to stir inside the ring as he is helped out of the ring by the medical staff, Maynard continuing his celebrations within the crowd as the show cuts to commercials with the echoes of Bloodline by Slayer.

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP STRETCHER MATCH! -=-
"High Definition" Cage Stryker vs. "The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus (c)

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Jessica Towers stands in the ring, the crowd in the arena electric with anticipation.

Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for tonights MAIN EVENT! This is a STRETCHER MATCH and it is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!

The crowd is on their feet, cheering so loudly that they almost drown Jessicas voice out entirely. These cheers continue as The Pretender starts to play. The house lights darken just before the chorus and then a MASSIVE stage pyro ignites revealing Cage Stryker along with Sirena Starr on the stage. Cage is decked out in black, silver, and gold ring gear, and he motions to his fans before they slowly making their way to the ring, taking the time to tag as many hands as possible.

Towers: Introducing first, the challenger, being accompanied by Sirena Starr, hailing from Hollywood, California, he is High Definition, CAGE STRYKER!!

Finally they reach the ring where Cage heads up the steps, holding the ropes in a gentlemanly display for Sirena to step through. Cage then climbs to the second turnbuckle on the outside, appealing once again for his fans before hopping into the ring, removing his jacket.

The lights once again darken as the Combat-tron begins to show several grainy images in black and white, from violent crime scenes to the house from Amityville Horror. A mish-mash of different audio clips from police bulletins to poetry is played over the image, broken finally by a loud gunshot as Streetcleaner by Godflesh cranks out. The crowd jeers loudly as Alan Fiscus and Hellena move out onto the ramp. Hellena is dressed in a short skirt and leather corset, and Alan wears black, purple, and red ring attire, sporting a vintage Beatles shirt and carrying the World Championship belt over his shoulder. Towers: And his opponent, being accompanied by Hellena.. he hails from Wichita, Kansas and he is the CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, The Sadistic Solution, ALAN FISCUS!!

Alan and Hellena make their way to the ring in a leisurely fashion, eyeing the crowd and the opposition in the ring with indifference. Entering the ring, Fiscus confidently holds the belt high, glaring at Cage and motioning to the stretcher out at ringside. Alan hands the belt to the referee and removes his shirt, handing it to Hellena who exits the ring.

Daniels: Here we are, ladies and gentlemen, the main event of the evening, and now, after the weeks of hype, we are FINALLY ready to settle this score!

Waters: Both men look focused, and more importantly, both are more than willing to beat the other into an incapacitated state from which they can easily be rolled out of here on that stretcher!

Masters: Just remember this, sunshine, Alan Fiscus IS sadistic, and Cage is just trying to play the role like hes done so many times before. He'll never be on the same level as Alan is!

*Ding-ding-ding!*

Daniels: Theres the bell and both men slowly circling eachother now. The fans are already starting a very vocal Stryker chant, and Cage is taking great pleasure in pointing that out to his opponent.

Masters: Yes, yes, unfortunately for him, crowd support doesnt determine who is better.

Waters: Theres the lock-up! Stryker seizes control with a side-headlock, but Fiscus drives him to the ropes. He shoves Stryker off to the far side and connects with a shoulder block! Fiscus off the near side now and Cage rolls under. Fiscus off the far side and Cage back up. Alan ducks the clothesline attempt. Stryker with a dropkick, nobody home!! Alan held on to the ropes. Alan moves in but Stryker surprises him with a drop toe-hold!

Daniels: Alan thought Cage mightve been a bit more stunned by that missed dropkick, but Stryker was fully aware of his surroundings! Cage now locking in a single-leg crab on the champ!

Waters: There is no submission in this match, but Fiscus cant push a stretcher with one leg.

Masters: Would you like to bet money on that, son?

Daniels: Cage now drops down, all of his weight landing on Fiscus' knee! Stryker back up now, stomping away at the knee of Fiscus who is trying in vain to get to his feet. Stryker backs off now and Fiscus attempts to pull himself to his feet using the ropes, and Cage runs in and kicks Alan RIGHT in the back of the knee, sending the champion flipping back head-over-heels!

Waters: Sound strategy by the challenger. Stryker now lifting Fiscus back up.. SPIN-OUT POWERBOMB!! That was a HUGE impact move and the fans are firmly behind Cage. Stryker rolls Fiscus to the edge of the ring, he could be trying to end this one early!

Daniels: Stryker rolls out and tries to drag Alan, but Fiscus holds the ropes! He kicks out with his feet and sends Stryker crashing HARD into the barricade!

Masters: Thats a REAL man and a REAL champion for you! You two ponces should be taking notes! Fiscus rolls out, limping through the pain like the soldier he is.. CLOTHESLINE!! Alan and Cage roll OVER the guard rail!

Waters: Theyre slugging it out in the crowd! Alan flings that fan out of his seat and drives Cages face down onto it! And again! Fiscus takes a fans beverage and slams it over Cages head! Cage with an elbow, though! Now grabbing another fan's.. nachos!? NACHOS TO THE FACE OF FISCUS!!

Masters: I could go for some nachos..

Daniels: Stryker now hip-tosses Alan back over the guard-rail! He balances on the railing and dives off with a big DROPKICK! Alan falls back hard into the steel steps! Cage now grabs a CHAIR!!

Waters: This one has escalated quickly! Cage moves in on Fiscus..

*CRAAAACK!!*

Daniels: Stryker BLASTS the champion with that chair-shot!!

*CRAAACK!!*

Daniels: Dear god, a second one!! Fiscus doesnt know where he is! Cage rears back again and swings, but Fiscus throws a boot to Cages gut! A bloody Alan Fiscus now grabs Stryker out of desperation..

*CLUUUUUNK!!*

Masters: RIOT ACT!! Stryker is driven face-first into the steps!!

Waters: You can see both valets watching with concerned expressions on their faces as these two continue to dismantle eachother completely here tonight!

Daniels: Fiscus now with crimson running down his face gathers Stryker and tries to roll him up onto the stretcher! He rolls him onto it, but Cage drives a series of knees to Fiscus' head, knocking him back! Stryker rolls off and takes Alan to the floor with a VICIOUS DDT!!

Waters: I think Alan might be out after that! There is very little padding down there and Alan just found himself spiked head-first onto the floor!

Masters: You underestimate Fiscus' endurance, and besides, your superhero isnt moving all that quickly either!

Daniels: Indeed, Cage is having a hard time getting to his feet. The fans are behind him but the damage has been done thus-far on both sides of this war! Finally Cage is up and he is trying to pull Alan up, but its like moving dead-weight!

Masters: All part of the master plan!

Daniels: Cage heaving with all his might, finally getting the champion onto the gurney. Stryker taking his time in trying to move it, however, trying to shake the cobwebs loose! Stryker starts pushing but.. what the?..

Waters: FISCUS IS BITING HIS HAND!!

Daniels: Alan Fiscus is biting down on Cages hand out of desperation! Cage lets go of the stretcher and Fiscus slowly rolls off of it and back into the ring! Stryker rolls in as well and both men get to their feet, exchanging punches, each man staggering the other with each shot!

Waters: These guys are fighting on fumes right now, I dont think that either of them knows just how out of it they are! Cage now finally seizing control with a second punch, and a third! He goes for another DDT, but Fiscus shoves him hard into the ropes and...OH! They crack heads! Cage rebounds off the ropes and they collide hard and fall to the mat!!

Daniels: Sirena and Hellena both slamming the ring aprons, trying to motivate their respective man to get back into the fight!

Masters: Fiscus has lost a lot of blood, but he has the heart of a lion!

Daniels: Id say that Cage has shown quite a few lion-like qualities in this match as well.

Masters: I think hes more like a goat.

Waters: Well, whatever the hell he is, hes making it back to his feet with the aid of the ring ropes. Fiscus is up to a knee as Cage staggers over towards him. Stryker grabs him-

Masters: BELLY-TO-BELLY SUPLEX!! He lured the goat in with a false sense of security but then struck when it was least expected!

Waters: Beautifully executed suplex there by Fiscus, and now the champion is on the mat, dragging Cage towards the stretcher! He gets him back outside the ring, but Cage now fights back! Not wanting to lose the advantage, Alan assaults Cage with a series of rapid strikes.. Cage ducks a big punch and Fiscus strikes the ring-post!! SUPER-KICK!!

Daniels: Alan was reeling in pain from punching the ring post and Cage took advantage and super-kicked the champion, who then fell back ONTO the stretcher!! Cage now slowly starts to push the stretcher! He could have this won! He-

Waters: Hellena with a low-blow on Cage!!

Daniels: Who here is really surprised, honestly?

Masters: I am, pleasantly so!

Waters: Well, Hellena just got surprised by that lariat from Sirena!! The fans are going nuts as Sirena whips Hellena into the ring and follows her in.. SPEAR!! SIRENA WITH A BIG SPEAR ON HELLENA!!

Daniels: Sirena talking down to Hellena but now Fiscus has slid into the ring! Hes got Sirena!! Fiscus with Sirena on his shoulders!! ELECTRIC CHAIR STUN-GUN!! DEAR GOD, DOES FISCUS NOT HAVE A SOUL!?

Masters: He was just defending his woman!

Daniels: MY ASS!

Waters: Cage finally gets into the ring! He decks Fiscus and knocks him out of the ring, now checking on Sirena after that horrendous attack by Fiscus! She seems to be okay, despite landing throat-first over the rope. That Sirena is one tough chick. Shes giving Cage the okay and he turns back to Alan who is on the apron now.

Daniels: Stryker is letting Fiscus have it with those right hands, the champion swaying, teetering on the edge! Cage now steps out.. OH!! Fiscus kicks the ring-rope, crotching Cage! What a dirty move!!

Masters: You say dirty like it has any bearing on a no-disqualification match! It was SMART! S-M-R-T! I mean S-M-A-R-T!! And now look at this!!

Waters: Fiscus has Cage on the apron, looking down at the stretcher! What is this.. he shoulders the arm, hooks the leg.. OH SHIT!!

Masters: Language!!

Daniels: STD II FROM THE RING APRON ONTO THE STRETCHER!! THE FRAME IS BENT AND WARPED AFTER THAT FALL!! And now look at Fiscus, rooting under the ring! Hes gotta length of chain!!

Waters: Fiscus wraps his fist in that chain as Cage tries to sit up after that swinging leg-hook suplex from the apron.. OW!! CHAINED FIST TO THE HEAD OF CAGE STRYKER!!

Daniels: And NOW look what hes doing!!

Masters: GENIUS!! FISCUS IS CHAINING CAGE TO THE STRETCHER!!

Daniels: Stryker is dazed and now it looks like hes been secured to the stretcher!! Fiscus now slowly pushing him towards the finish line!!

Waters: Cage is trying to play Houdini! Hes got an arm free but he barely looks like he knows where he is right now!!

Daniels: Hes almost to the line!!

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*DING-DING-DING!*

The fans jeer loudly and begin pelting the ring with garbage as Streetcleaner plays again.

Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and STILL CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.. ALAN FISCUS!!

Waters: What a fight! Stryker looks dejected but there was nothing to be ashamed of in that contest!

Masters: If he had worried less about the wench and more about the belt, he might be on the other side of that stretcher right now!

Daniels: Some of us prefer to keep our humanity, dick! He was showing concern for someone he cares about. I know thats a situation that you never find yourself in, but it happens to the rest of us from time to time!

Waters: Hellena rushes up to Alan now with the belt, and Fiscus is taking great pleasure in flaunting the belt off right in front of his detained opponent He is truly a horrible human being.

Daniels: But one other thing he is, is the champion. It was a war to be sure, but in the end, Alan Fiscus kept the gold around his waist. But his next and arguably most dangerous challenge is right around the corner in Karl the Jackal Jackson!

Waters: Fans, we hope youve enjoyed Road to Glory 3. On behalf of my colleagues and all of CZW, thank you for joining us. Tune into Overdrive to see the fallout from this amazing show!

"Carpe Diem" by Authority Zero plays once more as a highlight video from the evenings matches is shown, followed by the CZW logo.

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