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Razor vs Matthew Jones

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Both men are in the ring, waiting for the bell. The impressive Matthew Jones staring at the new star, smaller than Matthew, with a sleeker build. With varying styles clashing between the ropes the crowds anticipation is high.

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And the lock up, Matthew coming out hard and pushing Razor to the ropes, Razor jumps and flips…. SPRINGBOARD 360 DDT!!! Straight off the bat, and these fans explode for the young debutant.

Jones, dazed, gets back to his feet, cursing himself for underestimating his opponent. He charges in for a lockup again.. But Razor ducks and slides out of the ring, Jones turns around to find Razor on the outside, having quickly ducked under the apron and grabbed out a chair, he throws the chair towards Jones, who catches it as, with lightning speed, Razor bounces to the apron, to the top rope, and comes off in a missile drop kick to the chair, landing Jones hard on the mat, he goes for a pin.

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Jones gets to his arms and knees, letting the crimson flow onto the mat as he tries to shake himself around. He gets to his knees in time to receive a hard buzz saw kick from Razor, who then picks up the chair, holds it to his chest, and performs a standing moonsault to the awe of the fans. The impact is huge and Razor himself is rolling on the canvas holding his sternum. The crowd start chanting Razors name

After a few seconds Razor scrambles over to Jones

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ANOTHER KICKOUT, amazingly Jones is back to his feet, Razor looks shocked and retreats to the outside. He looks around and spots the empty announce table and flashes a quick smile. Looking into the ring, he taunts the bleeding Jones, trying to urge him to the outside, but to no avail. He backs up far away from Jones and invites him out once more. The angry Jones shakes his head and signals for Razor to get back in the ring. Razor looks around him and then moves towards the ring, lifts the apron and pulls out a table, he sets it up on the outside…. And LIES ON IT! Looking up at Jones, inviting him to take his shot.

Jones looks down at his waiting target and shrugs, the crowd draw a collective breath as the huge Jones grabs the ropes with both hands and pulls them back taught, he then uses the leverage to FLY over the ropes to the waiting table…

…. CRASHING THROUGH IT! Razor, using his speed, waited until Jones was on his way over before moving at the last second and watching with satisfaction at the sickening crash of Matthews body shattering the solid wood. He then uses all his strength to pick up the mangled Jones and roll him partly into the ring, so that his bloody head is still hanging over the apron. Razor then goes to the inside, taking the same chair that busted Jones open and comes back out, opening it partially and putting it over Jones’ head, the crowd raise in anticipation as Razor runs back quite a way… he runs back in…. RUNNING BOOT TO THE CHAIR!!! Jones slides from the ring to the outside completely out of it, as the crowd start cheering

FU KIN AWE SOME (clap clap clapclapclap) FU KIN AWE SOME (clap clap clapclapclap)

Razor picks up Jones and leads him towards the announce table, laying him flat before moving quickly to the post and scaling the turnbuckle, amid cheers from the crowd he stands up tall…..

…..THE LAST CUT! From the turnbuckle through the announce table, Jones isn’t moving, and hasn’t been for a while, Razor however is bouncing on the floor after his tailbone caught most of the damage after performing the devastating manoeuvre. The chants are high for Razor as the crowd know that this match has been more than won, and everything now has been done for their benefit, and to cement the reputation of the high flying, hardcore daredevil.

Still recovering from the impact Razor picks himself off of the ground and limps to the apron once more, reaching underneath and pulling out a black sack, tied at the top. The buzz is high as the crowd wonder what he can possibly do next. Grabbing up Jones he drags him to the ring and rolls him fully inside, going in after him. He looks out at the fans as he unties the top of the bag… and empties shining silver shards on the matt, a closer inspection makes it clear that there are hundreds and hundreds of razor blades, sharp to the point of translucency, all piled out and jutting at different angles. Even the crowd are in shock as Razor picks up Jones and sets him up for a bodyslam….

….NO! Jones, out of nowhere throws elbows to Razors head, the blood still pouring, and his pain evident, he nevertheless battles back from the agonising fate that awaited him. He uses all his reserves to pick Razor up into a military press as Razor looks down from on high at the pit of blades that he himself created. Jones makes to release but Razor reaches down, grabbing the nape of Matthews neck and squeezing it, Jones reels back and turns one hundred and eighty degrees so his back is now to the razors and Razor raises his hand and starts frantically clubbing the back of Jones’ neck over and over, finally wriggling free and jumps down behind Jones, hooking the head on the way down…

The fans scream and cheer in unison as Razor hits an incredible Its Over! Onto the blades, sending Razor flying around picking razor blades from his back and arm, seeing the bleeding lifeless body of Jones lying on the blades he takes a final breath… and leaps back into the pit of blades for the cover as the fans as one let out a moan of empathy for the pain Razor is putting himself through

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Tom: Wow, I hardly know what to say, I mean… wow, Razor laid it all on the line there to make his first appearance in CZW really count. Hellacious, bloody, and as we speak medical personnel are making their way to Jones, who is still unmoved on those… razor blades. Man, what a debut, and by the looks of things he has the ultra violent part of CZW down already. I don’t know about you, but after that performance I expect big things to come our way from Razor.

Well, while Jones is being attended to and the announce table is being replaced we move onto our weekly History of Violence match, this was due to be screened in an edited format, but due to the aftermath of the events you just witnessed I’m being told that we will be showing it in its entirety. Our match tonight takes us back to nearly half a year ago now, in Octobers pay per view, Horrorcore, a very special open invitational called the monsters ball, where all competitors were masked, and you were only eliminated once you were unveiled. Without further ado… The Monsters Ball

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Monsters Ball

Horrorcore

Originally aired 10//08

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“Scream” by the Misfits begins to play across the arena as what looks like several people in costumes begin taking to the stage, marching their way towards the ring.

Jared Daniels: What do we have here? I see Ronald McDonald, over there’s the Burger King…

William Masters: There’s Pinhead, Batman, a biker…

Jared Daniels: Shrek. Wait…is that Hannah Montana and Emily Osment?!?

William Masters: I believe it is. And look who’s behind them! That’s Jesse Montana and Derek Damage!

Jared Daniels: Very good likeness in those masks! Here comes creepy killer doll Chucky and his bride, Tiffany. There’s what appears to be a bum in a skull mask. What the hell?

William Masters: It’s a giant Alanso Fyne! Ha, ha! There’s a panda bear and a pirate. Who is that in the jersey and mask?

Jared Daniels: The jersey reads “Bryant”, so I’m assuming he’s Kobe Bryant! And he’s followed by what looks like NFL quarterback, Eli Manning!

William Masters: If you thought that was something, wait til you see who’s behind him! Hail to the chief, it’s George W. Bush!

Jared Daniels: You’re correct, my friend. And now he appears to be the last in the ring and… Wait… One, two, three… There’s only nineteen of them in there. Where’s number twenty?

Suddenly a song and voice breaks out over the arena. “Earth. Fire. Wind. Water. Heart. Go planet!” The Captain Planet theme song begins to play as somebody in silver painted skin and a green mullet bursts onto the stage, the fans applauding and laughing simultaneously. The second he enters the ring, the bell sounds and everybody begins to eye each other closely, realizing there’s not a lot of room to spare. Suddenly, bodies collide as people begin shoving and tearing at each other, going right away for the masks!

Jared Daniels: This match is underway! Any predictions as to who’s under those masks, Masters?

William Masters: I can’t say, but you can bet a lot of the upper brass is in there somewhere, looking to gain that shot!

In the ring, President Bush appears to be gaining an advantage over the Bum in the skull mask, hammering away at him massive right hands, rocking him back towards a corner. Eli Manning has jumped the gun on the pirate and the massive Panda Bear is wailing away on Ronald McDonald before the Burger King delivers a double axe handle to him from behind. Shrek and Pinhead nail a double clothesline on the biker, sending him over the ropes to the arena floor.

Jared Daniels: I don’t think they realize that this isn’t an over the rope elimination style battle royal.

Chucky and his bride suddenly assault Batman, putting him on defense. The biker slides back into the ring and plows with a tackle into the Derek Damage costume. Meanwhile, Hannah Montana and Emily Osment find that Captain Planet is eerily trying to stay away from them. They begin to give chase, but Hannah Montana is cut off with a super kick from Jesse Montana. Jesse goes for Hannah’s mask, but Hannah monkey flips him off and into the Burger King. Near the ropes, President Bush forces the bum’s neck between the top and middle ropes, twisting them so that they tightly encase the bum’s neck, choking him and making it all but too easy for Bush to rip his mask off!

William Masters: What the hell?!? It was KC Kash under the mask! Kash has just been eliminated!

Jared Daniels: Former stars appear to have come out of the woodwork for a shot at this as well!

William Masters: Too bad. Back to the unemployment line for Mr. Kash!

Alanso Fyne suddenly takes advantage and grabs Bush from behind, delivering a headbutt to the back of the President’s skull. Bush is rocked on the ropes.. Alanso goes for the mask, pulling at it. But the president struggles to hold on to his mask, kicking Alanso in the groin. Alanso lets go and the president makes his way into a corner to readjust and replace his mask. Ronald McDonald suddenly boots Chucky in the face, sending him to the mat. As Tiffany turns to see, she is nailed in the gut and bent over. Ronald McDonald nails a power bomb on the bride before mounting her and easily tearing away the mask to reveal Tatum Reagan!

William Masters: Reagan was the Bride of Chucky!

Jared Daniels: Well, we now have a good idea as to who Chucky himself is, but he can’t be eliminated on knowledge alone. His mask has to come off!

Ronald crouches over Chucky and begins to go for his mask as well, but finds himself on the receiving end of a super kick from Jesse Montana. Before he can unmask Ronald, the massive panda comes hurtling backwards towards him. Montana goes for a second super kick, but the panda ducks and the Burger King is nailed instead! Montana and the panda look each other over and then quickly take a different restaurant mogul icon, unmasking them simultaneously to reveal Anthony and Gabriel of the Brothers of Destruction!

Jared Daniels: Gabe and Ant were the fast food icons! Genius!

William Masters: Better luck next year, guys.

Before leaving the ring, Gabe shoves Jesse Montana out of the ring and then turns to help his brother deliver a devastating double power bomb on the panda before they are forced out of the ring. Taking advantage, Batman unmasks the panda to reveal the Mountain Man! Mountain Man hangs his head as he exit’s the ring. Jesse Montana doesn’t appear to be in a hurry to get back into the fray as he waits outside, eyeing the situation. Captain Planet is still running from Emily Osment while Shrek and Pinhead have begun thrashing away at Derek Damage. But Kobe Bryant and Eli manning make the save as they simultaneously dropkick the two into each other. Derek Damage graciously thanks the two of them, then suddenly low blows Kobe Bryant after Eli Manning has turned away elsewhere! Derek Damage takes advantage of the situation and goes straight for the Kobe mask, but Bryant struggles to keep it in place. The biker suddenly sails into action, delivering a hard headbutt with his helmet to Derek Damage, knocking him out on the mat. President Bush attempts to jump in, but the biker, still using his helmet, headbutt him in the face as well, sending him reeling.

William Masters: Mountain Man is gone and it looks like the biker and Eli may have an advantage with their helmets being used as weapons!

Jared Daniels: They clearly planned in advance to this match up!

Hannah Montana is back in the game, tripping up Captain Planet and placing him in an armbar on the mat while Emily Osment locks in a Boston crab! Eli manning goes for his mask, but is intercepted by Pinhead and Shrek who hoist him into the air, dropping him hard with a flapjack. The biker climbs to the top of a nearby turnbuckle and sails off the top with a diving headbutt, his helmet colliding with Kobe Bryant’s skull! The biker appears woozy and stumbles about as Batman swoops in for the unmasking to find…Jeran Hudson!

Jared Daniels: We find out that Jeran was Kobe Bryant, and now he’s out of the chase!

Batman then makes a go at Derek Damage, but Damage is coming around and thrusts an elbow into the dark knight’s gut, stunning him. The biker suddenly runs at them both for a spear, but both men dodge at the last second, sending the biker colliding helmet first with the steel turnbuckle post! Damage jumps at the opportunity, trying to get the helmet off, but to no such luck as it’s fastened beneath the biker’s chin. Batman then points out the obvious crack in the top of the helmet that formed when the biker collided with the turnbuckle. Derek Damage grabs the biker again and throws him into the steel once more, widening the crack. Then Batman grabs the biker and throws him into the steel again, causing more of the helmet to give away. Derek Damage and Batman then each place their hands inside the helmet and begin pulling from opposite sides, the biker in a daze trying to wriggle free. Suddenly, the helmet splits in two, revealing Mike King in biker clothing! Batman grabs Mike King and tosses him over the top rope and to the arena floor. As he turns around, Damage charges in with a clothesline, but Batman ducks it and runs up the turnbuckle nailing Damage with a whisper in the wind! Damage collapses to the mat and Alanso Fyne suddenly runs in with a big boot on Batman, knocking the spit from his mouth. Alanso grabs Batman up and hoists him into the air for a power bomb, but Chucky makes the save with a dropkick to Alanso’s knee cap, forcing the big man to collapse beneath his own weight.

Jared Daniels: With Mike King gone, the tally is now down to thirteen. Room is beginning to grow in the ring, and more room equals flashier moves and daring escapes!

William Masters: Daring? That was so gay, Liberace left you his phone number.

Jesse Montana suddenly enters the match again and super kicks the pirate who had been avoiding most of the match in the corner. Caught by surprise, the super kick forces the pirate face first into a turnbuckle before he falls back against the mat. Playing it safe, Montana picks him up and places the pirate’s neck against the top rope, before grabbing his mask and jumping off the apron, tearing the identity away to reveal Tim Timmons! Montana then reaches under the ropes and grabs him by the legs, pulling him out of the ring and kicking him in the ass. Inside the ring Chucky and Batman deliver double spinning leg lariats to Alanso, taking him down once more. Derek Damage runs in, clubbing Chucky across the back. Batman turns and delivers a shining wizard to Derek Damage! Damage stumbles out through the ropes, but manages to grab onto the top rope with one hand. Batman and Chucky swoop in on him. Batman grabs his mask while chucky assault his hand, forcing him to let go. As he falls to the floor, his mask remains in Batman’s hand, revealing him to be… DEREK DAMAGE!!!

Jared Damage: WHAT?!?

William Masters: Brilliant! Derek Damage and his make over, competed under the disguise of his former looks! Best costume so far!

Jared Daniels: You don’t suppose that’s Jesse Montana under the Jesse Montana mask do you?

William Masters: Could be. He has been nailing a lot of Montana Expresses here tonight so far. As Batman and Chucky stand by the ropes peering and laughing at Damage, Alanso’s massive frame suddenly rises from behind them. With a single powerful side axe kick, he pins their necks against the top rope and easily pulls off both of their mask to reveal Krimzon Blaze as Batman and Mike Monroe as Chucky! He laughs at them before clothes lining them over the top rope to the arena floor.

Jared Daniels: Blaze was Batman. Monroe was Chucky. Both are out.

William masters: I tell you, to be dressed in drag, that Alanso Fyne is cleaning house!

Back in the ring, President Bush is wailing away on Hannah Montana’s face, smacking the pop icon around like a child. Captain Planet musters the strength and forcefully kicks Emily Osment into a corner before crawling away for a breather. But he finds himself beneath the legs of Shrek and Pinhead. Shrek thrusts Captain Planet between his legs and hoists him upwards for a piledriver, but Captain Planet latches on to the pins sticking out of the pinhead mask. Shrek doesn’t see Pinhead waving at him frantically as he delivers the piledriver, forcing Pinhead’s mask to tear away and reveal Jakob Mayhem! Planet appears out of it, but Shrek isn’t bothering as Jakob is shouting at him. Shrek shrugs and then Jakob Mayhem angrily grabs the Shrek mask and pulls it off to reveal Ezra Mayhem!

William Masters: HA, HA, HA!!! Jakob got mad and unveiled his brother!

Jared Daniels: I have to admit, that’s pretty funny. I guess if Jakob can’t win, he isn’t going to let Ezra win either.

William Masters: And now we’re down to Jesse Montana, Hannah Montana, Emily Osment, Eli Manning, Captain Planet, Alanso Fyne, and President George W. Bush!

Bush is still having his way with Hannah Montana While Emily Osment and Eli Manning have resorted to trading blows. Alanso merely watches from a corner, waiting for an opportune moment. Jesse Montana slides back into the ring as President Bush goes to Irish whip Hannah towards him. Montana goes for another Montana Express, but Hannah ducks, and Jesse nails the president! Bush collapses as Jesse turns around to find himself caught in a Lou Thesz press courtesy of Hannah Montana! Alanso quickly strolls over to the president and removes his mask…revealing another mask!!!

Jared Daniels: Oh my God! President Bush was really Enigma!

William Masters: Are you sure? Maybe it’s somebody else in an Enigma mask…

Jared Daniels: Whatever the case, the refs have made the call. President Bush Enigma is eliminated!

William masters: And now we have some Montana on Montana violence!

Enigma argues with the refs and protests, but ultimately they send him to the back. Inside, the buff Emily Osment’s punches appear to have little effect on Eli Manning with all of his shoulder pads and gear. Undaunted, Eli growls in Emily’s face. Emily responds with a kick to the nuts, but Eli seems unfazed by that as well. Emily finally resorts to running of the ropes, nailing Emily with a vicious clothesline, turning the quarterback inside out! Hannah Montana suddenly lets up on Jesse, watching as he stumbles back up onto his feet. As he spins around, Hannah Montana nails him with the code breaker! Jesse clutches his chest but quickly rolls out of the ring before Hannah can get at his mask. Jesse waves his arms at the ring and walks away from the match of his own free will with his mask still on! The referees consider it a forfeit!

Jared Daniels: And Jesse Montana just eliminates himself!

William Masters: Rats. I wanted to find out who was under there. Ten to one says it’s the real Montana.

Hannah looks confused, but isn’t for long as Alanso suddenly presses her over his head, dropping her with a huge military press slam! Meanwhile, Emily Osment has grown aggravated trying to unfasten the football helmet on Eli Manning. So Emily turns her attention elsewhere, only to be caught with a flying head scissors by Captain Planet! Emily Osment sails against the ropes, landing with her massive arms and chin on the middle rope. Captain Planet raises his hands in the air and then runs at the ropes, nailing Emily Osment with a West Coast Pop! Captain Planet leaps atop the ropes and dives into the ring, but finds himself on the receiving end of a big boot from Alanso!

Jared Daniels: Alanso looks dominant here tonight!

William Masters: Yes folks, that’s the first and last time you will ever hear that sentence spoken ever again.

Alanso looks on defiantly at the bodies strewn about him, counting them up until he appears to realize he missed one. He turns in time to catch a running headbutt to his testicles from the helmet wearing Eli Manning! Alanso’s eyes bulge as he grabs his groin, toppling over to the mat. Eli climbs over top of hi and forcefully headbutts Alanso in the face with his helmet. Seizing the moment, Eli unmasks Alanso to reveal…Big Nasty!

Jared Daniels: And Nasty is out! Which his costume was kind of obvious, what with his massive frame and helping out of Derek Damage there for a while. But his presence was devastating none the less. It took a football helmet to the groin to put him down!

William Masters: And you can’t fault him for that. That’ll break a man.

Captain Planet begins to come to as does Hannah Montana. Eli Manning approaches Hannah, but Captain Planet dropkicks the back of his helmet, sending him face first into a turnbuckle. Feeling the second wind, Captain Planet waist as Hannah Montana gets to her feet before he hits her with a hiptoss. She rebounds back up, but he plants her with a second hiptoss. She’s up once more, and the Captain nails her with a spinning dropkick, landing on his knees in a pose and flexing. But the pose doesn’t last as Emily Osment leaps on his beck with a sleeper hold! Hannah Montana struggles to get back up and then joins in, kicking Captain Planet in the stomach, trying to drive the wind from him so he’ll go to sleep sooner. But Cap struggles and fights to keep his mask in place. Undaunted, the girls force him to the side of the ring and attempt to choke him out on the top rope. But the Cap reverses and punches them both in the gut repeatedly, causing them to double over. Captain Planet then launches himself off the opposite ropes and runs towards them, but they recover and duck, shoulder tossing him over the top ropes, but not before Emily Osment latches on to his mask, unveiling Captain Planet as he hit’s the floor with a thud.

William Masters: What the?!? Brian Kirkland?!?

Jared Daniels: Brian Kirkland was the savior of the eco system! The fans seem to love it, and BK seems pleased with his performance!

The crowd applauds BK, but Emily Osment seems to be peeved. Emily exit’s the ring and confront BK. Figuring he has nothing left to lose anyway, BK rips the Emily mask off to reveal…Maynard O’Toole!!!

Jared Daniels: The IC champ was Emily Osment! Outrageous!

BK suddenly smiles nervously before breaking off into a full sprint for the back, Maynard in hot pursuit, looking angered as he runs in his skirt and halter top to the applaud and laughter of the crowd. Inside the ring, Hannah shrugs and then sizes up Eli Manning as the quarterback comes around. Hannah runs if for a bulldog on Eli from behind, but her arms slide over the smooth surface of the helmet and she busts her ass on the mat. Eli begins driving kicks into the square of Hannah’s spine before grabbing Montana’s arms in a surfboard stretch. Hannah screams from behind her mask, bellowing in pain. Eli lets go of one arm and goes for the mask, but Hannah suddenly rolls backwards and latches her legs around the helmet, using a corkscrew to send Eli into the ropes. Grabbing her back as she gets back on her feet, Hannah pounces on Eli’s back, tearing like a wild cat at the helmet, but it’s still fastened, and Eli’s hands keep fighting Hannah’s away from the straps. Annoyed, Hannah leaps over the top rope to the outside, choking Eli on the middle rope as he comes down. She then shoos the time keeper away from his seat and takes the steel chair. Without remorse, Hannah lets loose on the football helmet, causing Eli’s body to jerk about violently. Unfazed, Hannah swings again and again, each shot colliding with the helmet and ricocheting its sound across the arena as the fans cheer on the violence. Finally, Hannah slides back into the ring with the steel chair and stands over the fallen body of Eli manning. Eli weakly raises both arms in the air, grasping at Hannah’s knees, trying to find support. But Hannah raises the chair one final time and brings it crashing against the face mask of Eli, as he peers up at her.

William Masters: That has to do it! There’s no way that guy’s brains aren’t scrambled!

Jared Daniels: But who’s savage enough to have gone that far out to get the win?

Hannah finally kneels over Eli’s body and easily grasps the straps, unfastening the helmet and removing it to find… The fans sit in silent shock. Nobody is saying a word. Hannah appears frozen in place, slowly moving away from the body to reveal… Deborah Lopez…

William Masters: Ouch. That sucks.

Jared Daniels: Oh my God… Whoever is under the Hannah Montana mask, just beat that poor girl senseless with a steel chair…

William Masters: Whoever is under that Hannah Montana mask is our Costume Ball Battle Royal winner.

EMTs rush to the ring and help Deborah out on a stretcher, placing a temporary cast around her neck as they wheel her to the back, the crowd still silent. The bell sounds, and the referees enter the ring surrounding Hannah. Referee Darrin Powers is holding a contract in one hand, and extending his other hand, waiting for Hannah to give him her mask. The crowd, the announcers and the refs are all silent and waiting. Hannah looks over the contract and then back up the ramp as Deborah disappears behind the curtains. He then looks back to the contract once more as Darrin demands the mask. Slowly, Hannah’s hands move up to her mask and slowly peel it away to reveal the winner…

Jared Daniels: SHAWN WATERS!!!

William Masters: HA, HA!!! Shawn Waters blasted that poor girl with a steel chair repeatedly. I love it!

Jared Daniels: Shawn doesn’t look too happy with himself at the moment. He won the title shot, but at what cost?

William Masters: Yes, it’s sad. But there was no way he could have known. And besides, everybody, male or female, knows the risks you take when you step in a CZW ring.

Jared Daniels: We’ll be waiting for a response from the medics concerning Deborah’s condition. My God man, she has a match tonight!

In the ring, Darrin has handed Shawn the contract. He still looks sad, but the fans slowly begin to clap for him, until their clapping turns into a full on applause. Trying not to look so sad, Shawn waves to the crowd and nods to his fans as he makes his way back up the ramp.

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Tom: Shawn Waters picking up the win in a most controversial fashion there, and it bothered him back then, but you have to wonder, since his return… would it bother him as much now? Shawn faces his toughest challenge tonight in the form of his ex-partner Krimzon Blaze, now Krimzon is had an amazing win over Jesse Montana in a gruelling ladder match that harkened Shawns return. These men have been through thick and thin together, and tonight they put each other through hell. I know for the fans here this match is bitter sweet, Fire and Ice are no more, and what now? Shall fire melt the Ice or Shall water overcome the blaze? Whatever the outcome it truly is the end of an era, and one that we can only hope to see the likes of again.

Next however is a matchup that I know a lot of guys in the back have been waiting in anticipation for, and that’s a chance to see The American Nightmare Mike Monroe taking on the sadistic X Division Champion Mr. Killjoy. Now in the past few weeks we have seen many twists and turns, but the most unexpected thing of all came in the form of Lauren Camarazzi being kidnapped by the twisted clown. Monroe has been on a manhunt to find her, but to no avail, this week however, he gets a sanctioned match afainst Killjoy, will he get his answers? Will there just be more questions? We find out, right now…

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Mr. Killjoy vs Mike Monroe

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“Bullet with Butterfly Wings” plays and Mike Monroe heads out to the ring with the lovely Tatum Reagan in tow. Mike looks all-business tonight as he paces the ring, waiting for his opponent, Mr. Kiljoy. “Sweet Dreams” plays and the current CZW X-Champion makes his way out to the ring, a sinister smile on his face. He makes it to the ring apron and Monroe strikes preemptively, baseball-sliding Kiljoy in the face! The bell rings and Mike rolls to the outside, lifting Kiljoy up and whipping him into the guardrail, following it up with a sick looking Yakuza kick! Mike moves over to the time-keeper, shoving him out of his chair and picking it up, folding it up and charging at Kiljoy who catches him off-guard with a low-blow! Kiljoy then with a spinning-heel kick, knocking the chair back right into the face of Mike Monroe! Kiljoy catches his breath, slowly stalking towards Tatum now, who shrinks away from his wicked grin. He approaches and then lunges, causing Tatum to jump back. However, in actuality, Kiljoy was moving to pick up his X-Title. He picks the belt up, laughing at Tatum before turning back to Monroe who has picked himself up from the floor. With a running charge, Kiljoy BLASTS Mike across the face with the title! Monroe crashes to the floor as the crowd boos furiously!

Kiljoy drags Monroe to his feet, smashing his head into the ring steps now! It looks like Monroe is busted open after the belt-shot, and the steel steps only make the problem worse, and after three stiff shots, Monroe’s face is a crimson mask! Kiljoy rolls Monroe into the ring and follow him in, getting up and pacing around him with a sick smile. Ever the fighter, Monroe slowly begins to pull himself to his feet using the ring ropes, and Kiljoy waits until he makes it up before picking him up on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, then dropping him down with a devastating Death Valley Driver!! Kiljoy rolls over with the nonchalant pin attempt! Monroe kicks out at two!! Kiljoy looks fairly surprised and now starts to get angry, getting up and putting the boots to Mike. He picks Monroe up and quickly floors him with a snap-suplex, then heading to the top rope. Kiljoy glares down at his opponent and leaps with a legdrop! NOBODY HOME!! Kiljoy crashes to the mat, holding his tailbone as he slowly makes it to his feet. He heads towards Mike who seems to be fighting back to his feet again. Kiljoy grabs Monroe, but Mike lunges in with an STO backbreaker! He quickly whirls around Kiljoy chaining the move with a reverse DDT!! Mike sits up slowly, his face soaked in blood as he tries to gain his bearings. From the outside, Tatum tosses in the X Title and Mike grabs it, throwing it onto the mat next to Kiljoy, standing over him. Mike suddenly seems to be feeling a second wind, his fury taking over as he lunges down at Kiljoy, grabbing him by the arms and lifting him back from the mat by his wrists, only to slam his foot down right on the back of his head, CURBSTOMPING him onto the title!! The crowd goes nuts as Monroe looks around, a crazy glint in his eyes. He reaches down one more time…and connects with a SECOND curbstomp right onto the belt!! Kiljoy rolls around in pain, bleeding profusely from the head now as well.

Monroe stands and grabs the ropes, dropping knee after knee onto the head of Kiljoy, who looks lost and dazed. Mike is relentless in his assault, now heading out and grabbing the chair from the floor, as well as a second from ringside! He slides in and drops one, rolling Kiljoy onto it. He looks out to the crowd, his face blood-drenched, and grins momentarily as they all cheer loudly. He raises his chair and…CONCHAIRTO!! NO! Kiljoy moves JUST in time! Kiljoy scrambles and takes Monroe down with a chop-block. Kiljoy grabs the chair from the ground and stands slowly, measuring Mike with a bloody glare. He steps in and SWINGS! Monroe turns and SWINGS!! Both men connect, driving the steel chairs home. They stand momentarily, each one dropping their chairs in turn. Knees wobbling, they both slump forward, falling against eachother and onto the mat! Monroe falls over Kiljoy and the ref counts!

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The bell rings and the fans cheer, as does Tatum at ringside. However, she fails to notice the three individuals sneaking up behind her, all wearing clown masks! They throw a black hood over her head and drag her off, kicking and flailing. In the ring, medical staff check on both Monroe and Kiljoy, both still unmoving after their brutal contest.

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Tom: Oh my god, Tatum’s been kidnapped! Three masked men just took Tatum, get security to stop them, my god, what just happened. After a hellacious match, in which Mike Monroe came out the victor, in his weakened and almost comatose state that happ… oh my god, he doesn’t even know what happened, tell him. This is unbelievable. We don’t even have anything to cut to, what’s going on at ringside? Well I’m being told that he’s being brought round by the referee…. He’s gone, Mike Monroe has just ran from ringside, but by this point I think that capture of the masked men is beyond expectation.

Well ladies and gentlemen, it might have been a short night, but it has been dramatic and still a good showcase of what Unleashed has to offer. Whether it was the daredevil risk-it-all style of the debuting Razor of the violent and dramatic events we have just witnessed, Unleashed has it all. And with Killjoy now leaving ringside it’s on to our main event. Mike King, one half of Youthful Aggression with Brian Kirkland is going to perhaps get a little payback on his partners behalf tonight as he takes on the newly re-instated K.C Kash, we have witnessed a lot tonight in such a short time, but this is going to be the cream on an otherwise bloody cake, K.C Kash’s in ring return, against Mike King.

Remember ladies and gentlemen, it isn’t over for Unleashed after that, because tonight Unleashed invades Overdrive, in a highly anticipated match the amazing and unexpected return of the Storm Brothers taking on the dominating Idolized in a clash of the good guys. Every fan will be cheering, every person on their feet for that match…later tonight.

Back to right now, and we head down to ringside, for our main event. It’s been a pleasure people, and we shall see you in two weeks, after Road to Glory, I’ve been Tom White, and this has been Unleashed

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Mike King vs K.C Kash

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[Both men are already in the ring, ready to go. Kash and King lock up, and the larger Kash easily drives King back towards the ropes. Kash grabs Mandrake and whips him towards the opposite ropes. King comes off the ropes, and ducks under a clothesline from Kash. King hits the ropes again and leaps into the air as he comes off with a cross body block. Kash catches King in mid air, and holds him there for a second before dropping him down into a rib breaker. Kash holds on and lifts King back into the air, and then drops King back down onto his knee with a second rib breaker. Kash pulls King back to his feet and hooks up with him and blasts him with a huge snap suplex. Kash quickly rolls back on top of King for the pin. 1…….2…….]

[Kash grabs the arm of King and locks in an arm bar. Kash really yanks down on the arm, and King yells out in pain. King fights his way back to a vertical base and kicks Kash in the gut. A second kick to the gut forces Kash to release the arm bar. King moves right into Kash and forces him back into the ropes. King whips Kash towards the opposite side ropes. Kash hits the ropes and comes back, and King drops down to the mat and catches Kash with a drop toehold. King quickly grabs the left leg of Kash and locks in an ankle lock in the center of the ring.]

[Kash reaches out towards the bottom rope and just misses it. King tries to pull Kash back away from the ropes, but Kash reaches out again and grabs onto the bottom rope with one hand. The ref comes in and calls for the break. King quickly lets go, but goes right back on the attack. King yanks Kash away from the ropes and drops down and hooks the leg for the pin, 1………2…………right shoulder up. King pulls Kash back to his feet from behind. King grabs him by the head and falls back with a reverse DDT. King again quickly goes for the pin, 1……..2………..3………NO!]

[King pops right back to his feet and flies to the corner. He quickly climbs to the top just as Kash gets to his feet. Kash slowly turns around and King leaps off the top rope and connects square with a missile drop kick. King goes for the pin again, 1………2…..and Kash kicks out. King yanks Kash back to his feet and whips him into the corner. King stalks in after him and blats him in the gut with a stiff punch. He quickly follows it up with a snap kick to Kash's knee. Kash slumps in the corner as King unleashes another quick blow with an uppercut. King does a back hand spring and as soon as he lands on his feet and unleashes a vicious super kick. He grabs Kash and rolls him up with an inside cradle for the pin, 1………2………..NO!!!!!! King again heads up to the top rope, and again beats Kash to his feet. King waits as Kash finally gets to his feet. He turns around and King leaps off, landing on the shoulders of Kash for a hurricanrana, but Kash has enough sense to block it and plants King to the canvas with a huge powerbomb. The crowd boos Kash as he finally gets back on the offensive and makes the cover. 1………2………..No!!!]

[Both guys are lying on the canvas after the attempted pin. King, even after the powerbomb is the first one to start to move. Kash gets to his hands and knees, as King reaches his feet. King unleashes a nasty kick to Kash’s ribs that sends him back down to the canvas. King reaches down and pulls Kash back to his feet. He goes to whip Kash towards the ropes, but Kash reverses and sends him in instead. King hits the ropes and comes back towards Kash. Kash catches King with a huge power slam. Kash can't hold onto him though, and after they both hit the mat, Kash rolls off of Mandrake and both men are on the canvas.]

[This time both men slowly get up to their feet at about the same time. King charges in towards Kash, driving him back to the corner. King goes to throw a right hand, but Kash blocks it and lets go with one of his own. King tries to throw anther one, but again is blocked, and Kash returns one of his own. Kash grabs King and throws him in the corner and starts to go to work with rights and lefts. The crowd is going nuts as Kash unleashes his final punch that drops King to the mat.]

[Kash pulls King to his feet and whips him towards the opposite corner. Kash rushes in after him and attempts a clothesline, but King moves out of the way, and Kash hits the corner hard. King takes advantage, and hits the Shining Metallica! King makes the cover. 1........2........3!]

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CZW Overdrive begins the usual way as the superstars of Combat Zone Wrestling are seen in historic matches. The cameras then cut onto the arena, the sold out arena as the fans stand on their feet, fireworks now bursting from the staging area. The cameras spiral around the arena and finally settle on the commentators for this evening.

Daniels: Hello ladies and gentlemen and welcome to another installment of Saturday Night, CZW Overdrive. We find ourselves tonight in the sold out Energy Solutions Arena in Salt Lake City, Utah. And oh boy do we have a show for you tonight.

Masters: Yeah your right Jarred, as we are just one week away from the biggest PPV so far of 2009, Road to Glory 2, so as we look forward to that, we are blessed with several great matches for tonight’s Overdrive.

Daniels: We have Tower of Power qualifiers, and my God you don’t want to miss them.

Masters: We also have the Television Title on the line, Ronnie finally gets his one on one.

Daniels: We also have Mortius, after his actions last week, he finds himself inside a gauntlet match, William.

Masters: He deserves everything he gets, Jarred.

Daniels: As usual the biased view of William Masters there. Oh and speaking of Mortius, here is the man he assaulted just last week on Overdrive, the General Manager, Jesse Montana.

The CZW cameras suddenly show the backstage area, as the cameraman once again walks into Jesse Montana’s office, and to his relief, Montana is not doing anything dodgy, not quite like last time. Jesse Montana is sitting on his black leather recliner as he takes a swig of a bottle of Pepsi, then begins to shout dramatically down his cell phone, his head turning red with anger. The cameraman shuts the door as he stays inside the room, now filing Montana on the phone, in his mystery conversation

‘What do you mean you can’t find out who it is, I pay you to find out things like this, your my scout you blundering idiot, why the hell should I pay you for doing nothing.’

‘Oh your car broke down did it, WELL THAT IS NOT THE ONLY THING THAT WILL BREAK…I am warning you, if you don’t find out who that scum bag Director is, I will hurt you beyond repair.’

‘I am giving you 2 weeks, if I am not satisfied by your findings after two weeks, I promise you, I will make sure your family give you the best funeral Montana money can buy, you got that you little punk?!’

‘GOOD…BYE!’

The cameraman sits looking a little uncomfortable at this point in tie as Montana throws down his cell, grabs a pack of chewy mints and throws a load in his mouth. He then looks up realizing the same cameraman is here from last time. Montana stares at him for a while as an air of awkward silence fills the room, until the cameraman begins to talk.

‘I am sorry to disturb you sir, but I was told you had recently got an important letter from the Board of Directors, I was told to come here and film you opening it.’

‘Oh were you now, so you believe it to be okay to barge in on me AGAIN…you don’t learn do you? And now you want to see my reaction when I open this farcical letter, probably telling me I have a match with my former best friend, Maynard O’Toole at Road to Glory 2...you want that reaction do you?!’

‘Erm…yes sir.’

‘FINE!’

Jesse Montana opens up the letter that was sitting on his desk in front of him. He realizes back into his chair as he reads it, until his eyes meet with the first sentence as Montana sits forward, his veins bulging out from his forehead. The letter reads.

Good day Mr Montana.

After discussing your situation with the new member of our Board of Directors team, we have arrived at the conclusion that you need to be punished. You behavior last week was totally un professional, and we will be keeping a close eyes on you from now on. Here below is the list of your punishments;

1. Since you have gone against our orders from the board, we are declaring at Road to Glory 2 it will be a match with Jesse Montana against Maynard O‘Toole. He was also given the right to pick whatever type of match it could be. He decided on a sixty minute long Iron Man Match. You are not able to change this. Also from this, we as the Board of Directors feel it fit to place a special referee for this match, one of our choosing.

2. We have watched last week’s Main Event match and we here at the board declared that both Jackal and Ace King will be in the Tower of Power Match at Road to Glory 2. However, until this contest, these two wrestlers can’t get into any type of physical contact with each other without being physically provoked. If this is broken by one of them, that individual will lose their spot at Road to Glory 2.

3. Jesse you have contacted us about the women’s match on Unleashed this week. If you are seen to try and prevent this match from happening, you will be suspended for the rest of the show that night, and also will be allowed to come to Road to Glory for your match ONLY and will be asked politely to LEAVE right after your match. We had many letters coming flying back to our office with fans upset at the fact we took away our women division and would like it back. So, until we feel the time is right, we will be making women’s matches on the show here until we make it official. IF we hear you showing no type of respect to the female wrestlers of Combat Zone Wrestling, you will be facing further punishment from the board.

Jesse Montana growls as he places the paper neatly down on the desk, stands up with nice posture, walks slowly over to the cameraman and politely says;

‘I believe you wanted my reaction to this letter?’

The cameraman nods his head as Jesse Montana says ‘very well’, then begins to rip his blazer off. Before the man can escape, Jesse Montana ties the wired cord from the camera around his throat, then begins to hit right fists into his face until blood is quickly seen. Jesse Montana then Montana Expresses the young man straight out of the door as he crashes against the wall, knocking him out upon impact. Montana now closes the door wiping his hands, looking with an evil glare on his face.

Daniels: Wow Mr. Montana is not a happy camper, and that assault was uncalled for.

Masters: Of course he is not happy, he is being terrorized by these damn BoD members, and then that scrawny piece of dirt rivals the boss up, he deserved that assault, and also to get fired in my mind.

Daniels: Calm down, it’s not you there after, it is clearly the General Manager. And I wonder if Brian Damage has-

Masters: Of course he has everything to do with it, he has had it in for Montana ever since he arrived here.

Daniels: Okay, well I guess Jesse Montana may pick up his mood shortly, after Mortius fights the whole of The Next Generation in our starter match, gauntlet rules, stay tuned folks.

Masters: Great match organized by the boss, Jesse Montana. *****-----*****

-=- GAUNTLET MATCH -=-
MORTIUS vs. TIM TIMMONS, ROB WRIGHT, PSYKO STEVE

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‘Tearing the Veil from Grace’ by Cradle of Filth hits...

Daniels: It’s time for CZW’s first ever Gauntlet match! Here comes the CZW Global tag team champion, Mortius!

Mortius makes his way to the ring, scaring fans with flames. He waits in the ring for The Next Generation. ‘I Stand Alone’ by Godsmack blares, signaling the entrance of the Next Generation.

Daniels: We’ve just heard that these three men drew straws beforehand, the shortest starting out the match, and the longest, possibly, fighting last...

Mort looks at his three opponents as Timmons approaches the ring, he being the one who drew the short straw...

Masters: Timmons is starting this match out? Well...enjoy the next thirty seconds Tim...you’ll be out of this match after that...

Tim rolls into the ring as the bell signals the start of this match. He stands up to Mort’s chin. Tim slaps Mort. Mort recoils slightly and responds with a stiff right hand punch to the side of the temple. Tim staggers back. Mort continues the assault with more lefts and rights, before lifting Tim onto his shoulders. He lands in the ground in a sidewalk slam! He goes for a cover.

Masters: 1...2...and it’s over!

Daniels: No it’s not you fool...Tim kicked out!

Mort lifts Tim to his feet. He whips him into the corner. He then crunches Tim with a clothesline! Again...Mortius whips Tim into the opposite corner, and follows up with another clothesline...Tim slumps out of the corner onto the mat. Mortius looks outside the ring to where Psyko Steve and Rob Wright are waiting. He turns around and lifts Timmons up to his feet. Tim, instinctively, drops to his knees and low blows Mort. He then re-gathers himself and DDT’s Mort. Tim climbs to the second turnbuckle. He leaps off and nails a frog splash...

Daniels: Timmons going for the pin... 1
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Masters: Mort threw Timmons halfway across the ring there! I love it!

Timmons stands up. He kicks Mort in the lower back as Mortius tries to stand. Tim waits for Mort to stand, before delivering a bulldog...

Masters: Mortius reverses! He just threw Timmons over the top!!!

Mort looks down as the ref begins the count...
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Timmons makes it back into the ring just in time! He ducks a Mortius strike and delivers a few punches of his own. He kicks Mortius in the gut and nails a swinging neckbreaker. He climbs to the second turnbuckle again. He taunts the crowd a bit, but takes too much time, as Mort gets to his feet and walks over to Tim. Mort tries to grab Tim, but Tim kicks him in the face. He then grins and lifts Mortius onto the turnbuckle with him, looking to hit the Canadian Driver. He struggles...

Daniels: He’s got him! Tim has got Mortius on his shoulders! This could be the end!!!

Masters: No...wait!

Mort elbows Tim in the side of the face. Mort slides off his back and lands behind Tim...

Masters: MORTIUS SLAM!!! IT IS OVER!

Mortius jumps off, Tim on his shoulder. He then slams Timmons hard! He covers...
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TIM TIMMONS IS ELIMINATED!

Mort rolls Timmons to the outside...only to be ambushed from behind by Psyko Steve.

Masters: Steve got the second straw...and he really giving it to Mortius!

Daniels: Yessir...we have a real battle of power right now...

Steve delivering blow after blow to Mortius’ back! Mort drops down to both knees, allowing Steve to line up for a powerbomb, which connects! But Steve doesn’t let go...he nails a second powerbomb!

Daniels: Whoah! A double powerbomb!

Masters: I don’t think he’s done yet!

Steve using sheer power lifts Mort again...except Mort punches Steve, unbalancing him. Mort leans forward and lands on top of Psyko Steve! Mortius stands up. He watches as Steve regains his footing...

Masters: Mortius with the Clothesline! He damn near took Steve’s head off!

Daniels: And he’s grabbed him by the throat.

Mortius lifts Steve to his feet. He then lifts Steve up...

Daniels: What a choke bomb!

Mortius looks down at Steve then looks at the corner. He nods he climbs to the top...

Masters: Oh no! Mortius is going for the Final Revolution!!! Steve is finished!
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Daniels: STEVE MOVED!!!

Mortius slams ass-first into the mat. Steve takes advantage and locks in a headlock. He drags Mort to his feet...he then spins him around...

Masters: Psyko Slam! It connects!

Psyko Steve looks at Rob and Tim and grins. He rolls over on top of Mort and goes for the pin...
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Steve gets up angrily and walks over to the ref...he begins arguing. Rob and Tim shout abuse from the sidelines. Steve walks back over to Mort. He picks him up and looks for another Psyko Slam. Mort slides out though. Steve turns around, but is dropped with a clothesline. Steve stands...

Daniels: There it is! Mortius Slam! Steve is finished!

Mort covers...
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PSYKO STEVE IS ELIMINATED!

Mort rolls Steve out of the ring, where Timmons meets up with him. Rob Wright rolls into the ring. He catches Mort off-guard with a spear! Rob then nails a leg drop. He then sprints to the corner and leaps to the top. He flies off, hoping to hit the Wright Flight! Mort moves though, leaving Rob to crash into the mat hard! Mort takes quick advantage, dropping an elbow to the back of Rob’s head.

Masters: What an elbow...and another...and another!

Daniels: Mortius really making Rob pay here...

Mortius picks Rob up and whips him hard into the corner. Rob bounces out from the force into a stiff clothesline from Mortius. Mort grabs Rob’s leg and turn him over, locking in the Single Leg Crab!

Masters: This is the end, Mortius has that locked in! Locked in tight!

Daniels: I wouldn’t write Wright out yet...

Masters: Oh haha...did you come up with that all by yourself?

Daniels: Get back to calling the action!

Masters: What action? Rob Wright is about to tap...bank on it!

Daniels: Oh really?

Rob Wright struggles...and grabs the ropes! Mortius is forced to release the hold. He lifts Rob up and lifts him onto his shoulder, looking for the Mortius Slam...

Masters: Here we go...it’s over now...

Mort stares at The Next Generation, before moving forward for the impact...except he is stopped when Rob slides out the back, grabbing Mortius’s head in the process. Rob quickly spins, nailing the Wright Stuff!

Daniels: What a turn of events!

Wright looks down at Mort, before looking at the corner. He nods and leaps to the top...

Masters: Watch out Mortius!

Daniels: Off he comes! Wright Flight!
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Daniels: It’s over! Rob Wright has gotten the victory for his team! *****-----*****

CZW television returns from a brief commercial hiatus and introduces the audience to a locker room. Only a single locker can be seen from the view, but the unrelenting stench of sweat and the clutter of bags and clothes bestow the scene with that sense. Justin Marsham, appearing to kneel in prayer, leans over a wooden bench. He remains in that position for quite some time before another individual – evidently unexpected – barges into the room.

Casey Rogers: “Justin Marsham!”

When Big Daddy enters the room, announcing his arrival, Marsham shoots up from his kneeling position. He comes face to face with CZW’s Head of Security. Teeth clench and Marsham shows no signs of intimidation despite the vast amounts that Rogers’ radiates.

Casey Rogers: “I’m coming by to tell you that this is my house; and in my house, my duty is to preserve order. I don’t care how much you don’t get along with Chris Ross or whatever he has done to you, tonight there’s to be nothing dangerous – nothing that could jeopardize the safety of others. The same respect should be shown to your opponents.”

Wildly, Marsham shakes his head. He responds to Rogers’ statement with a sneer:

Justin Marsham: “To respect to my opponents? How about this you big, goofy-lookin’ motherf-cker? You take your ass out of this locker room and you go stand in a corner and ‘oversee’ the safety in this arena! I don’t need you coming in here and commanding me around. I’ve taken too many damn orders as of lately and I’m frickin’ sick of it! What are you looking for a safety award? This is C-Z-F’n-W!”

Frustrated – Marsham literally comes face-to-face with Rogers. The Head of Security is no coward. While Marsham does not intimidate him, there is no denial that The Epitome of Technical Finesse is fired up. His interactions with Ross, the foul words directed at him from Ace King, and now the directions issued by Rogers combine to infuriate Marsham. The sneer remains engraved into Marsham’s features as he continues:

Justin Marsham: “—and you want me to respect my opponents? Ace King doesn’t deserve my respect! He doesn’t even deserve my recognition! Evidently, he thinks he knows who I am. He seems to have broken down my character, dissected my personality, and uncovered the true Justin Marsham; and he did that just by looking at the shirt I wear and ranting about my tattoo! My God! Does my tattoo bother him that much that he needs to go on and on about it for ten minutes?“

Casey Rogers: “Regardless, I’ll need you to—“

Marsham interrupts – pressing an extended index finger out towards the Head of Security in an attempt to silence him.

Justin Marsham: “—beat the Holy Hell out of Ace King? Done. Since he wants people to believe that I am some sort of bully then that is exactly the role I’ll take this week. Sorry though, I won’t be sporting my Avenged Sevenfold shirt as I pummel his ass into the canvas. But, you know what? If he wants to base his insults on my tattoo and the bands I listen to then fine! So be it! It just proves he doesn’t know a damn thing about me. I guess it is best that I show him…tonight!”

Snatching up a water bottle, Marsham forcibly pushes past Rogers. The cameras trace Masham’s departure. He pauses just inside the door and twists around to bid his farewell to Rogers.

Justin Marsham: “How about you go tell Chris Ross your concerns for safety, Big Daddy. I think he might be a better listener. Woah, how about you let me. I'm in need to talk to my beloved tag team partner for tonight.”

Obvious sarcasm stains Marsham’s suggestion. Rogers does not look pleased by Marsham’s blatant act of disrespect towards him. The Epitome of Technical Finesse does not apparently care and he simply leaves the scene. Cameras zoom in on Marsham as he proceeds down the corridor – dressed and ready for his match which will come later tonight. It seems that Marsham is off to meet with Chris Ross. Perhaps for pregame strategy? Or, perhaps, to make certain that he will attend?

The voices of the commentators now chime in.

Jarred Daniels: "Justin Marsham looks fired up for tonight, but he'll have to be if he hopes to survive both Ace King and The Jackal Karl Jackson."

William Masters: "I'm not sure who Marsham wants to hurt more, Chris Ross or Ace King. He's showing a lot of animosity towards the current Intercontinental Champion. It's almost as if Marsham thinks Ace is undeserving of that title."

Jarred Daniels: "Almost? Marsham basically said that! What do you think Ace King took such offense too?"

William Masters: "Who knows? He seems to be as cranky as a Ruth on the rag."

Jarred Daniels: "Oh God. Well, I personally cannot wait until we see these men compete tonight. Fortunately enough, we won't have to wait too much longer. However, we have plenty of five star matches for you before that, starting with up next, two men who feel they should be the next X Division champion, Cage Stryker and Bryan McNally." *****-----*****

-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Ripper" BRYAN McNALLY vs. "High Definition" CAGE STRYKER *****-----*****

“Ladies and Gentlemen” by Saliva can be heard. It hits the speakers and out walks “High Definition” Cage Stryker much to the approval of the fans. The audience cheers for the man as he proceeds towards the squared circle. He slides into the ring and waits for his opponent; and he would not have to wait very long!

Tearing out from the back comes “The Ripper” Bryan McNally to his theme “Live Forever’ by Soilidium. He hits the ring fast and leaps up onto the ring apron. Stepping over the ropes, McNally does not wait for the ring bell to sound. He simply storms across the ring and gets directly in Cage Stryker’s face.

Jarred Daniels: “Face to face, this match has just begun in a flurry of fists!”

William Masters: “Huge knife edged chop by Stryker and McNally buckles! NO! McNally responds with one of his own and the two entangle!”

Collar and elbow tie-up and McNally shows his dominance, driving a knee high up into Stryker’s chest, then wrenching his right arm. McNally places pressure on Stryker’s wrist and drives the point of his elbow into Cage’s exposed triceps.

William Masters: “McNally is working over the arm now. He steps through and wrenches the arm again. There’s another elbow!”

Stryker attempts to roll through to lessen the pressure, but McNally expects the maneuver. When Stryker rolls through, McNally instantly scoops him up. Turning in mid-air, McNally drives Stryker right shoulder first against his knee in an impressive shoulder breaker. McNally drops down soon after and applies a quick cover:
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Stryker gets a shoulder up, but McNally retains control of the match. He drags Cage back up to a vertical base and wrenches his right arm once more. With all of his might, it seems McNally is Hell bent on ripping the arm out of it’s socket. He pulls the arm downwards, then again, then again. Stryker grimaces and attempts to alleviate the pressure, but McNally remains steadfast.

Jarred Daniels: “What a feat of strength. McNally with the arm wrench and he steps through, hauling Cage up onto his shoulders.”

William Masters: “Down with a Death Valley Driver!”

Jarred Daniels: “NO! Cage slips behind and counters with a Reverse DDT!”

Hooking one of McNally’s legs, Stryker applies a cover:
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Jarred Daniels: “TWO!”

The third fall would not strike as McNally forces a shoulder up. It doesn’t take long for him to regain a vertical base even despite Stryker’s flurry of boots. McNally pushes Cage off, resisting the boots, and then drives his opponent into the corner turnbuckle. Cage strikes hard as McNally drills his shoulder into Cage’s stomach! With Cage out of breath, McNally wrenches the right arm once more and goes to Irish whip Cage from the corner.

William Masters: “What a move!”

The Irish Whip does not go off as predicted. McNally retains the wrench on Cage’s arm and falls forward, bringing Cage crashing down into the canvas right shoulder first. Immediately, NcNally locks in a reverse fugiwara arm bar. He rears back and continues to work on the shoulder – much to the chagrin of his opponent.

Jarred Daniels: “McNally’s forced to break the hold when Cage’s foot reaches the ropes – and it does – but he’s not breaking it!”

William Masters: “I don’t think McNally realizes it.”

Jarred Daniels: “What is the official yelling in his face to break the hold not evidence enough?”

Assisting Cage back up, McNally looks to continue work on the right arm of his opponent. He wrenches the arm once again and—NO! Stryker rolls through and returns to his feet in one fluid motion. Once back to his feet, McNally is caught off guard with a massive superkick! The Second City Savior is turned inside out!

Jarred Daniels: “Cage is shaking off the damage done to his arm. There’s nothing wrong with his feet, however!”

McNally to a knee and Cage off the ropes. Huge swinging neck-breaker takes McNally down. Cage floats over and hooks the outside leg:
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Tw—NO! McNally gets a shoulder up and – in the process – hooks Cage’s right arm once more, applying a modified wrist lock.

Despite having the wrist lock applied, Cage stands and brings McNally with him. While Cage only stands at 6 foot 2 and McNally towers over him at 7 foot, Stryker is able to gain the leverage advantage on McNally in mid-rise. With pressure alleviated from his arm, Stryker drop-kicks McNally’s left knee and knocks the big man down. Stryker now bounces off the ropes and drops a quick guillotine leg drop across McNally’s throat.

William Masters: “What we are seeing here are two men who want a shot at that X Division Championship. If I were Mr. Kiljoy, I’d be pissing my pants right about now.”

Jarred Daniels: “Stryker scoops up McNally! His arm looks to be shaking from the damage done earlier. But – WOAH! What a display of strength!”

William Masters: “Fall Away Slam!”

McNally hits hard and rolls into a corner. Before he knows it, Stryker is upon him – executing a bronco buster in the corner. Fans cheer loudly as McNally staggers up and Stryker is calling for the Stryker Driver! The Second City Savior is picked up. Cage is having a difficult time and McNally capitalizes! Eye gouge via McNally and he throws a clothesline with intentions to decapitate Stryker! NO! Cage ducks beneath it and takes off to the ropes. McNally turns and—

Jarred Daniels: “—SPEAR! Both men fall to the outside!”

It takes a few moments for the competitors to stir. Cage bumped his right shoulder hard during the attack and McNally is exhibiting obvious lower back pain. Neither man continues they assault as each try their best to recuperate from what the fans have termed "Holy Shit!"

When they eventually get to a knee, both men brawl on the outside, fighting from the ground up. McNally is the one that regains the upper hand, although he looks to be exhausted. He drives Cage backwards, back first, into the ring apron. Then, with a fist full of the apron’s skirting, McNally attempts to choke Cage!

William Masters: “Choking what? No! Cage counters and rolls McNally into the ring!”

Jarred Daniels: “McNally inside and Stryker’s mounting the turnbuckle! Turn around McNally! Get out of there Bryan!”

Missile Drop-kick finds its target! McNally is struck down, but Cage also hits hard!

Once more, both men make it to their feet. A series of punches are exchanged. McNally lands both rights and lefts while Cage is only throwing lefts. He is showing obvious discomfort from his right arm. One final haymaker rocks Cage and McNally whips him to the ropes.

Jarred Daniels: “Bicycle Kick!”

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…and slides beneath McNally’s boot!

William Masters: “McNally looks lost. He thought he had him!”

Jarred Daniels: “Cage with a school-boy roll-up!”
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Jarred Daniels: “Cage Stryker just won this match! What an impressive victory! We’ll be right back folks” *****-----*****

"Victim" by Eighteen Visions starts to play as the crowd erupts in cheers. Mike Monroe and Jacob Havok come out to the stage injeans and their BA tshirts. They surprisingly do not interact to the crowd as the make their way to the ring and each grab a microphone. The crowd starts an "Agony" chant, but Mike shakes his hand, quieting the crowd down.

Monroe: I know you are not used to seeing us so serious, but we are all pissed as hell. I ain't even going to beat around the bush. Kiljoy, get you ass out here right now!

The crowd is silent for a moment before "Sweet Dreams' by Marilyn Manson begins as the crowd lets off a serious round of boos as Mr. Kiljoy makes his way to the stage. He keeps a sinister grin on his face as he makes his way to rinside but does not get into the ring. He soaks in the boos for a minute, before bring his microphone to his lips.

Kiljoy: What's wrong, guys? Why the long faces? Looks like someone took your girlfriend or something? Anything I can do to help?

Jacob starts seething and starts to get out of the ring before Mike holds him back.

Havok: You son of a bitch! You tell us where they are right now, or I swear to God, I will break you in half like a stick!

Kiljoy instantly loses his smile and points to the CombaTron. We see both Tatum and Lauren bound and gagged in chairs in a dark room. Kiljoy then glares at both Jacob and Mike.

Kiljoy: Don't do anything that those little pretties will regret. I am the only one that knows where they are. You touch me one time, you will never know where they are. As a matter of fact, those two girls are the least of the worries.

Monroe: What the hell are...

Before Mike could finish, the three masked men from Unleashed come out behind and jump both Mike and Jacob and begin to beat them down and begin to stomp on them. Both Mike and Jacob both try to fight back but the numbers were overwhelming. After a minute, Kiljoy stopped them and made a motion to take off their hoods and revealed them to see...

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THE NEXT GENERATION! Tim Timmons, Rob Wright, and Psyko Steve are smiling as they throw their hoods on to Mike and Jacob before they start beating them again. All of a sudden, "Let Me Entertain You" begins to play as the crowd cheers as Brian Blaze sprints to the ring and starts fighting Timmons to even the odds. But Kiljoy slinks into the ring and attacks Blaze. As the crowd stats to boo loudly, but the boos turn to cheers as "We Die Young" by Alice in Chains plays as both members of Youthful Aggression, Brian Kirkland and Mike King, run down to the ring to help with the numbers. With the extra numbers, King and BA were able to clear the ring of Kiljoy and Next Generation. Both groups started to shout words at each other. While the crowd started going nuts, Mike Monroe held his hand out to Mike King. But Mike King held a finger up. MK took his YA shirt off to reveal..........A BEAUTIFUL AGONY SHIRT!!! MIKE KING HAS JOINED BEAUTIFUL AGONY!!!! Mike King shakes hand with all the other members and they pose in the ring as the crowd goes ballistic.

Daniels: Once again ore fuel has been added to the fire in this war between The Next Generation and Beautiful Agony!

Masters: And Mike King has joined BA, what is he thinking?!

Daniels: I though it was a great choice, I can’t wait to see how this feud transpires over the next couple of weeks.

Masters: We’ll be back shortly folks.

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
IDOLIZED vs. THE STORM BROTHERS(!)

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Daniels: It’s time now for a match that was a huge surprise

Masters: You’re not kidding, The Storm brothers, fan favourites making their return against Idolized, fan favourites, brilliant, where’s the heat? Where’s the intensity?

Daniels: You got to be joking, this is going to be a classic contest between two teams to see who is the better

Masters: Whoop de doo Mr. Tambourine Man, it’s crap, there’s no one to root for, everything will be cheered, and instead of a climax when one wins they’ll be an anti-climax, cause there’s no triumph over adversity, no iconic imagery of good vs evil, they’re both as bad as each other

Daniels: Jesus, am I going to have to sit and listen to this all the way through the match?

Masters: All I’m saying is I don’t have the enthusiasm for it, god, it’s all gonna be sweetness and light.

Daniels: Bull… it’s going to be amazing, I personally can’t wait for this, it’s going to be one of the highlights to this evening

Masters: Maybe for you…

Daniels: Oh shut up, if you don’t like it then just get the hell out of here and come back when the match is more to your liking

Masters: You know what Daniels… I will

With that Masters takes of his headset and leaves the table, Daniels left absolutely agog that his broadcast partner has actually left him

Daniels: Well, I suppose I asked for that, it seems that I’m going to be calling this match by myself then, huh. Okay… so last week on…

The Combatron suddenly comes to life, the Unleashed logo is displayed and none other than Michael K. Farley comes from behind the curtain to applause from the fans, he waves and smiles as he makes his way to ringside and William Masters empty chair

Farley: Hey there Jarred

Daniels: Michael, ha, I didn’t expect this, how you been?

Farley: Good good, couldn’t leave you in the lurch here though, calling one of the best matches I’ve ever set up

Daniels: That’s what I was trying to explain to my disgruntled colleague, a highly anticipated contest, by fans and staff alike

Farley: And it looks like the show is about to start, as Jessica Towers is now entering the ring, mic in hand.

“Rising Force” blares over the P.A. system, and out steps Douglas and Travis Storm the fans go absolutely crazy with cheers at their returning heroes,

Towers: “From Manchester, England, weighing in at a combined weight of 465 lbs, here are “Dead End” Travis and Douglas “The Future” Storm, the STORM BROTHERS!!!!!!”

The two walk side by side, slowly, down the entrance ramp. The cheering blowing the roof off the arena as they make their way to the ring. They hop up on the apron, turn to acknowledge the crowd, and then enter the ring

Finger elevens ‘Paralyzer’ plays out and the crowd keep the cheer alive as Jessica Towers raises the mic back to her mouth

And hailing from Hollywood, California, At a combined weight of 458 lbs , The team of Evan Tyler and Kyle Riley… IDOLIZED!

The fans erupt even more as Idolized step into the ring, face to face with their opponents. All four men, without smiling, shake hands and head to opposite corners, Kyle and Douglas heading to the apron.

Daniels: Well it looks like we have Evan from Idolized and Travis from the Storm Brothers kicking things off here this evening, and you have to believe that this offering is going to rank up there with pay per view quality

Farley: Absolutely, when I searched for the perfect challenge to the triple threat winners last week I knew I needed the best, and there were a few candidates, but none ranked so highly as the Storm Brothers, the fact that they used to wrestle here was pure coincidence, though to be expected, as CZW has a habit of only hiring the best.

The two hook up, even this simple gesture garnering a reaction from the fans. They tussle back and forward trying to get position, after a few seconds they break, look at each other… and nod. Both men then tie up once more, and again each man tries all out to get position, to prove their strength over the other.

Farley: Well this is to be expected, both men are practically carbon copies, matching each other within a few digits on both weight and height.

Daniels: And with similar styles too there’s no way to call who will get the upper hand here

They break off once more, the fans cheer loudly Evan acknowledging them with a raise of his hand as both men head towards their prospective corners

Daniels: Both men tagging in their partners, smart move

Farley: Indeed, they know how evenly matched they are, it’s time to see how Kyle and Douglas fair against each other, again, the same is true of these two, and all four of these men, they are so similar

Kyle and Daniels hook up as Evan and Travis take their place at the apron, again the two tussle for position, and again both men are too evenly matches, both men suddenly go for a gut kick at the same time, kicking each others legs instead, as they limp, they go to opposite ropes and come off in a body splash, catching each other and hitting the mat, Daniels getting the brunt as Kyle lands on top of him

Daniels: Well, it looks like it’s on, it was nothing but chance that seen Kyle land on top there, but he’s taking full advantage as he picks Daniels up, chopping at his chest, sending his back to the ropes.

Kyle grabs his opponents arm and slings him to the opposite ropes, he ducks down on Douglas’ return, forcing Storm to jump over him, he jumps back up as Douglas returns once more and hit’s a hip toss.

Farley: But Douglas takes the flip and lands on his feet. Spinning around with a short arm clothesline, taking Kyle down. Good little display there

Daniels: Yes, and the fans seem to appreciate it.

As the applause continues Kyle raises back up and goes for a tie up, but as Douglas comes in Kyle ducks behind, hitting a dropkick sending him flying forwards into his own corner

Daniels: And Travis hit’s the tag on his partner stepping through the ropes, very smart move

Farley: Absolutely, a dropkick to the back is no small thing and you want to keep the fresh man in there.

Travis heads towards Kyle and hit’s a straight elbow to his opponents face, and another, and another, reeling Kyle back with every step. He then hooks his head and lifts Kyle for a suplex, Kyle wriggles free and drops to Travis’ back, jumping forward and sliding his arm under Travis‘, hitting a half nelson facebuster, he then runs to the ropes and bounces off them, coming back in a legdrop…

Daniels: But Travis moves, Kyle landing hard on his tailbone. Well at least we know that Travis has lost none of his ring presence

Farley: No way, these guys have been riding high in the independent scene, they still know what they’re doing.

Travis rolls back to his feet, Kyle slightly behind him, they circle each other in the ring before Kyle, with amazing speed, careers towards Travis in a dead run, hitting a step up enziguri with such force that Travis flips 270 degrees onto his back to the fans delight. He then goes over and tags back Evan

Farley: Well the original two in the ring now, but the situations are highly different, as Evan approaches the downed Travis…

Daniels:… but he changes direction and heads to a turnbuckle… flying knee…

Farley: MISSED! Ouch, Evan landing hard on his knee there and Travis after rolling out of the way is scrambling towards his corner, holding the back of his head… tag!

Daniels: Another tag, and the tables are turned AGAIN as Douglas approaches Evan, who is almost back to his feet, but not for long as Douglas low kicks him to the back of his hurt knee, sending him back to the mat.

Douglas follows up by applying a half boston crab to the sore knee

Farley: Great way to take advantage of that injury, and Evan is obviously in pain, this match could be over right here

Daniels: Well I wouldn’t count Evan out just yet, he’s fighting against it, though it’s obvious that it’s taking a lot out of him

Evan, screaming out, reaches for the ropes, which are far out of reach, the crowd start to chant his name and it seems to give him the incentive he needs to roll over

Farley: He’s trying

Daniels: He’s don’t it, he kicks off Douglas and tries to crawl on one knee to his corner…

Farley: but Douglas is back up and reaches him first, grabbing him by that bad leg and dragging him back, right to the opposite corner for the tag.

Travis is tagged back in, and Douglas keeps hold of that leg and forward flips with that hold locked in, hyper extending the knee, but Evan doesn’t even have time to react before it’s followed up by a leg drop on the knee by Travis.

Farley: Good double team there, as Douglas heads back to his corner

Daniels: This has been good solid tag action so far, and the crowd are really buying into it

Sure enough, the crowd are split between the returning Storms and Idolized, always a cheer being heard, even now, as Travis stomps on the leg of Evan and Kyle is reaching over the ropes, even though his partner is so far away, in the hopes of getting in. Travis lifts Evan by the ankle and slams his knee down hard on the mat, the crowd ‘oooh’ at the impact as Evan grabs his knee and rolls aound the canvas

Farley: I don’t know how much more of this Evan’s going to be able to take

Daniels: I don’t think that matters, look at Kyle!

Kyle, having seen enough damage done to his partner, can stand it no longer and has bounced onto the ropes from the apron and flew halfway across the ring to take out Travis with a missile dropkick. Douglas, seeing this, makes his way in as the crowd roar their approval, he heads towards Kyle only to be dropped with a flying head scissors takedown. Kyle is back on his feet as the crowd raise to theirs, he heads towards Travis who was getting back to his feet and lifts him into a vertical suplex…

Daniels:… RILEY STINGER! Travis is down, but that hasn’t stopped Kyle who has sprung back up and is bounding towards the now raised Douglas, a follow through clothesline… both men on the outside

Farley: This match went high impact quick, wow, and now the still hurting Evan is hopping on one knee to the fallen Travis for the pin while the other two are down on the outside

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Daniels: Absolutely Michael, Kyle could see no more of his partners knee being punished and was eager for the tag, but he made his impact anyway… wait, what’s happening now?

The two men on the outside have slid back in, and ran to their prospective partners. Douglas holds a hand to the stunned Travis which he takes and gets up to his feet, they then move towards Idolized

Daniels: Well the crowd are all holding their breath as this tense situation… The brothers Storm are holding their hand out to Evan, who doesn’t look sure about taking it, a small shrug and a smile from Douglas and Travis is all it takes, as Evan accepts and gets helped to his feet.

Farley: THAT’S what I’m talking about, a great show of sportsmanship even in the face of defeat and this croed are letting out the biggest cheer of the night as Idolized music hit’s the speakers. The Storm brothers with one last arm raise before heading to the back and giving Idolized their moment, amazing

Daniels: It certainly is, and not something we see enough around here. What a match, and the Storms now behind the curtain while Kyle keeps Evan upright on that dodgy knee.

The song Paralyzer suddenly slows down, slower and slower until it is a deep, ungodly droll. Evan and Kyle look at the large speakers attached to the combatron with perplexed looks, the lights begin to dim slowly in the arena to the point where shapes are almost indistinguishable

Daniels: What the hell is going on?

Farley: I don’t know, if it’s a technical fault it’s a major one

As the eerie version of Paralyzer continues the combatron itself flickers into life, and Mortius is standing there, he addresses the two men in the ring

Mortius: You have showed yourself tonight to truly be the best on offer, a true challenge for me, I believe that the prize I hold has no meaning without defending it’s honour… HOWEVER… it shall be doe by my choosing, you may believe that next week shall be your road to glory. But I do not deem the timing correct. You have past the tests of many, but none from me. If I find you truly worthy then, and only then, shall you have the honour of facing me for what I hold. So with that said… Let the trials begin!

An explosion of fire from the ring posts bring the arena back into harsh light, Idolized look at each other and then to the crowd, who have all started screaming. Puzzled, they turn around to find a huge man behind them, wearing a black cloak and hood

Daniels: What the hell is that?

Farley: I think we’re about to find out!

Sure enough, the heavy black hood and cloak is shrugged off to reveal the man from before, the same demon looking creation that joined Mortius in beating Maynard O’Toole the week before. Evan tries to limp away, but is caught in a huge hand about the throat, the mans other hand shoots out for Kyles neck, and in one swift move he lifts them both high in the air

Daniels: DOUBLE CHOKE SLAM! Idolized are down and this monster is looking on with no seeming expression on his face, what is he?

The man closes his eyes and flings his head back, at the same time the lights go off once more, after a second they raise and the man is no longer there, only Idolized, holding their throats and coughing in the ring

Farley: Wait! Look at the screen, how in the hell did he get there?

Mortius is there once, but this time the huge man is standing beside him, darkness and light, fire and shadow, truly spine chilling to see as Mortius speaks once more

Mortius: An introduction may be necessary, this is my shadow, the one who will invoke fear and cast a shadow on your dealings from here on in… This is Akumas… and we are Exitium

The music from the speakers speeds back up as the screen fades out

Daniels: Well this crowd are in shock, and we’ve said goodbye to Farley, Masters is now back by my side. So what do you make of Akumas?

Masters: Brilliant! If I knew THAT was gonna happen I would have stayed out. Seriously creepy guy, and it looks like Idolized just might have the fight of their lives on their hands

Daniels: But Mortius made it clear it wouldn’t be next week at Road to Glory, Exitium, I think that’s what he referred to his team as, would be putting Idolized through their paces first and will only meet them on their terms

Masters: And rightly so, it is their belts, and what a monster to fight alongside him, whether it’s his shadow personified, or just a big muscle bound evil looking man, he looks like he could handle himself, more than that idiot Blaze could anyway

Daniels: Well, Idolized are managing now to pick themselves up and are heading to the back, but what lays in store for them at the hands of Exitium?

Masters: I don’t know, but I can’t wait to find out

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-=- TELEVISION TITLE MATCH -=-
RONNIE McNEIL vs. "Mr. Entertainment" BRIAN BLAZE (c)

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“King of My World” plays and Ronnie McNeil calmly makes his way out to ringside, the fans in attendance giving him a mixed reaction. He heads into the ring and tosses his hooded vest to the outside before warming up a bit. “Let Me Entertain You” blares out and the fans all cheer as ‘Mr. Entertainment’ Brian Blaze heads out onto the stage, his title proudly displayed around his waist. He heads to the ring, tagging hands on his way down. He enters the ring and passes his belt to the ref who holds it high, showing the prize at stake.

*ding-ding!*

Daniels: “All right, ladies and gentlemen, the TV title match is officially underway! Both men lock up now, and McNeil takes control first with an arm-wringer, working it into a hammerlock. Blaze ducks and reverses and takes Ronnie to the mat with a drop-toe hold! Both men up quick and Blaze hits a fast dropkick, taking McNeil back to the mat once more!”

Masters: “This Blaze kid is fast, that’s for sure. That should be his tactic, too, to finish this match as fast as possible, because the longer it goes on, the more it favors ‘the One Man Show.”

Daniels: “That may be true. They go for the lock-up again, but Ronnie sneaks in a forearm to the face, dazing the champ! McNeil now whips Blaze to the far ropes. Blaze on the return and Ronnie lifts him up… gorilla press! He drops him down to his shoulders and to the mat with a Samoan drop, driving the wind from Blaze’s lungs! ‘The One Man Show’ up now, stomping at Blaze, taunting him! He moves up and looks to be going for a submission now!”

Masters: “Triangle choke being applied, and Blaze is dead-center in the middle of the ring! This could be a fast one, all right!”

Daniels: “He doesn’t have it fully locked in yet, though, Blaze is fighting like hell to get free! And he’s out! Blaze quickly rolls over Ronnie with a bridging pin!!”

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Masters: “Whoa, Ronnie was caught off-guard with that one! Both men up again and Ronnie goes for the lariat, but Blaze ducks, whips around…ENZIGURI!!”

Daniels: “McNeil falls to his knees, holding his head. Blaze with a running dropkick to the back of the head and Ronnie hits the mat with authority! The fans are behind Brian Blaze as he heads to the top turnbuckle! He dives off with an elbow! It CONNECTS!! Pin attempt!!

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Daniels: “It really doesn’t get any closer than that, and Blaze can hardly believe that wasn’t three! He picks Ronnie up and scoops him up...driving him into the corner! He works his feet under the turnbuckle, tying him into the tree of woe!! Blaze to the opposite corner, starting to run in place…now to a dead sprint and…BASEBALL SLIDE!!”

Masters: “OH GOD!! That’s gotta be the most painful shot of the night!!”

Daniels: “You can hear the sympathetic reaction from the crowd after that one! Brian Blaze going for a baseball slide, but Ronnie lifted himself up and poor Blaze slides through and racks his ‘boys’ on the ring-post! Ronnie works himself free and picks Blaze up, shoving him back into the corner. He lifts ‘Mr. Entertainment’ onto the buckle and follows him up…OVERHEAD BELLY TO BELLY!!”

Masters: “Perfectly executed suplex from the top rope by the challenger! That’s gotta be it! New champion!! McNeil with the pin!!”

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Daniels: “Ronnie looks frustrated now, pulling Blaze back up. He scoops him up and sets him up for that STO Slam!! Blaze with the reversal!! DDT!!”

Masters: “Blaze has had the wind knocked out of him, not to mention future generations of his family! He’s too weak to make the pin! Both Ronnie and Brian are slow to rise, but they get to their feet, trading punches! Blaze with a kick, but Ronnie tosses the boot aside…DRAGON WHIP!!”

Daniels: “Beautiful maneuver by the champion there! Blaze grabs the challenger from behind…DRAGON SUPLEX!! Ronnie rolls over onto his stomach and Blaze crawls over to make the cover!”

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Masters: “Whew, that was CLOSE! Blaze looks like he could cry! Of course, after a ring-post to the nards, I’m surprised he isn’t crying already!”

Daniels: “All that aside, Blaze is throwing everything he has at Ronnie and he can’t quite put the challenger down! He heads to the top rope now, waiting for Ronnie to stand…measuring him…and he leaps! Missile dropki-NO! McNeil catches him by the feet and now locks in a figure four!! Blaze writhes in pain but the hold is cinched in!!”

Masters: “He’s trying to scramble for the ropes, but he’s stuck! He might as well just tap now!”

Daniels: “He can’t reach the ropes…shoulders down!”

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Daniels: “Blaze is in extreme pain now, and Ronnie is wrenching back with all of his might! The fans chant for Blaze and…wait, it looks like he’s trying to reverse it!”

Masters: “He’s trying and…he does!! Ronnie now suffering from his own maneuver as Blaze rolls over the figure four!! He finally wrenches out of it…both men getting up limping a bit.”

Daniels: “Looks like Blaze got the worst of it, but he’s still moving! Ronnie moves in scooping Blaze up onto his shoulders…could be looking for the Magic City Driver! No! Blaze gets free, dropping behind him! He goes for a German suplex, but he can’t lock in the bridge, the pain in his leg is too much! He still has Ronnie dazed, though and now he’s sizing him up! He gets a limping run and hits the far ropes…McNeil dazedly getting to his feet…turns and…BLAZING ARROW!!”

Masters: “Uh-uh, nobody home! Ronnie ducks and Blaze sails over him and flops on the mat! He scrambles to his feet but Ronnie has him! IMPERFECTIONS!!”

Daniels: “And did he ever nail it!! Blaze is in trouble as Ronnie hooks the leg on the pin!!”

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*ding-ding-ding!*

Daniels: “That’s it, this one is over! A valiant effort by the champion, but tonight the challenger had his number! Ronnie McNeil now celebrating with his newly won title, making him a two-time Television Champion!”

Ronnie heads up the ramp with his newly won gold, holding it aloft for the fans to see as Brian Blaze stares him down from the ring, holding his head as he limps to his feet. With a final smirk, Ronnie heads behind the curtain to the back as we go to a commercial.

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-=- ODD PAIRINGS TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
JUSTIN MARSHAM & CHRIS ROSS vs. ACE KING & THE JACKAL

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DANIELS: Welcome back to the show ladies and gentlemen, right now we are getting ready to start this tag match between, Justin Marsham, Chris Ross against the odd pairing of Ace King and Karl Jackson.

MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, all four men are in the ring and the referee just called for the bell. We will start things off with Karl against Ross. They lock up now, Karl gets a headlock on Ross, he whips him into the ropes. Here comes Ross off the rebound and Karl ducks for the back body drop but Ross kicks him right in the face.

DANIELS: Karl stands up, clinching his nose now, Ross nails him with a clothes line. Ross quickly goes for the cover but he doesn’t even get a one count as Karl kicks out. Ross gets back to his feet and picks up Karl, hooks his head and executes a snap suplex. Ross drags Karl over to the corner of the ropes and begins stomping on his chest.

MASTERS: Wow, Ross is really punishing Karl right now. Ross picks up Karl again and places him on the top rope. Ross is now on the turnbuckle with Karl. Ross hooks Karl…OHH WHAT A SUPER PLEX! Ross tags in Marsham and they double team on Karl now as Ace looks on from the corner with a sadistic grin on his face. OH THAT SON OF A BITCH IS LOVING EVERY MINUTE OF THIS!

DANIELS: Can you really blame him, though? Marsham throws Karl into the corner of the ring and both Ross and Marsham are now kicking Karl repeatedly in the mid section. Both mean turn their attention to the crowd as they showboat for the crowd. Both men turn back around and charge at Karl but in a surge on energy, Karl runs out from the corner and nails both men with a double clothesline.

MASTERS: I knew that ass whipping wouldn’t last long at all. Karl finally is showing why he is so successful in this business.

DANIELS: Yes that was quite impressive but Karl is back on the mat, crawling towards Ace King, but will Ace reach out and tag in? Karl reaches his side of the ring and Ace does in fact tag in just as Marsham was about to grab Karl’s leg. So it’s now King and Marsham. Ace rushes Marsham and nails him with a clothes line.

MASTERS: Ace walks over to Marsham and grabs his legs, he locks in the sharp shooter. Marsham is fighting the pain, trying not to tap. Karl starts to step into the ring but the referee cuts him off. Wait, here comes Ross, he steps in the ring and nails Ace with a running bulldog. Karl is still arguing with the referee as Marsham and Ross double team Ace King. What a clever plan by Karl, this is exactly what Ace deserves after stealing Karl’s IC title.

DANIELS: What are you on about, William? Ace won that IC strap from Karl, cleanly. Ross sets Ace on the top turnbuckle, Marsham gets up there with him and hooks his head. Ross gets underneath Marsham….

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DANIELS: BAH GOD!!! THREE MAN SUPERPLEX ON ACE KING!!! The referee turns back around as Karl, conveniently gets back into his place. Ross his back over to his corner now as Marsham goes for the cover…

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MASTERS: HAHAHA!!! KARL FLIPS HIM OFF WITH BOTH HANDS AND JUMPS DOWN OFF THE RING APRON!!

DANIELS: What an asshole, Karl is now leaving as he backs up the ramp baring a huge grin on his face. Ace looks on is disbelief and frustration, Marsham spins Ace around and nails him with the “Executioner’s DDT” and goes for the cover. BAH GOD, NOT LIKE THIS!!!!

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TOWERS: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS….CHRIS ROSS AND JUSTIN MARSHAM!!!

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-=- ToP QUALIFYING TABLES, LADDERS, AND GLASS MATCH -=-
SHAWN WATERS vs. "The Aerial Specialist" KRIMZON BLAZE

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TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall and is a Tower of Power Qualifying…TABLES, LADDERS AND GLASS MATCH!

Already in the ring stands both competitors, eyes locked upon one another as the referee talks to them both. On the outside is three different sized ladders, two wooden tables and one large glass structured table near the commentary tables. The fans are almost on the edge of their seats, chanting for Blaze as the match is about to begin.

Daniels: This is historic folks, Krimzon Blaze and Shawn Waters, some may know them as Fire and Ice, but never again will these men team up. Not after Shawn Waters violently and maliciously turned on his friend and tag team partner at Volatile Day.

Masters: There was nothing malicious about what Shawn Waters did that night, it was the greatest decision he has ever made. Krimzon was dragging him down, I mean they held the Tag titles for a week, hardly something to shout about.

Daniels: And how can Blaze be to blame for all of that, he put his heart into making that team what it was-

Masters: What? Useless? Shawn knew this and he did what he had to, and now he has the opportunity to go for the World Title.

Daniels: The one he stole from Blaze? Well in a few moments, both men fight over that prize, and their will be no stealing anything, as this is TABLES LADDERS AND GLASS!!!!!!!!!

*DING DING*

- Both men can hardly wait to get the match started, both also cautious of one another. Krimzon is the first to go for an attack, however as soon as he gets near his opponent, Shawn quickly ducks under the top rope, separating himself from Blaze, the referee now telling Krimzon to wait until Shawn is ready, the fans boo due to this. Both men once again wait for the match to start, Krimzon walking in again as Shawn does exactly the same. The fans are now spewing hatred towards Shawn as Krimzon shakes his head in a disappointing way, but then suddenly turns hit’s a PELE KICK out of no where, knocking Shawn through the ropes and onto the outside, getting this match truly under-way.

- Krimzon Blaze gets a roar from the fans, as he gets even more fired up, now flying off the ropes as he rebounds towards Shawn Waters on the outside, the whole arena with their hearts in their mouths…

SUICIDE DIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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BLAZE HEAD FIRST INTO THE STEEL LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Krimzon Blaze misjudged the move as he went for Waters who quickly dodged, Blaze then flying head first into the ladder. The instant reactions from the fans at ringside are almost traumatizing, Krimzon now holding his head regaining consciousness, clearly now busted open within the first minute of the match. Shawn Waters now notices as he drags Blaze off the ground, the referee forced to continue the match. Shawn rolls Blaze into the ring as he follows. Shawn now mounts Blaze and begins to drive closed fists into the cut, Blaze covering up as much as he can as Shawn unleashes furious shots to the head. Shawn stands up as he poses to the fans, now with the blood of his former partner on his chest.

- Shawn grabs Blaze by the head as he picks him up, now hitting knife edge chops on Blaze to knock hi back towards the corner. Waters carries on as Blaze eventually falls to the ground. Shawn steps back, then storms at Blaze as he hits him running knee to the head, trapping him in the corner. Shawn now drags Blaze to the center of the ring as he covers him…

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- Waters stands back up, now looking around. One the outside are sets of tables, ladders and even glass tables. Shawn rolls under the ropes as he grabs the same ladder that Blaze hit into earlier. Waters places it under the ropes as he climbs back into the ring. Shawn now picks It up and lodges it sideways in the corner, on the second rope. Shawn now picks up Blaze who can hardly stand, and Irish whips him into the ladder as Blaze amazingly jumps up and lands feet first onto the ladder, then dives off hitting an almighty Moonsault DDT out of desperation and hits Shawn perfectly.

‘BLAZE…BLAZE…BLAZE…’

- Krimzon and Shawn both make it up, eventually to their feet as Shawn goes for a huge right hand but Blaze ducks, then hits Shawn with a jumping Enziguri, spinning Shawn around 360. Blaze now begins to fiddle with the ladder, making sure it is steady placed horizontally in the corner still. Blaze now picks up Shawn and places him lying down on the ladder. Blaze now jumps up onto the ladder himself, now perching on it with Shawn lying down. Blaze now picks Shawn up, who doesn’t try to fight back, still groggy from the Enziguri. Blaze lifts Shawn up as the crowd chants his name again…

REVERSE TWIST OF FATE ONTO THE PERCHED LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Both men crash to the canvas after falling back on the ladder, making it fall fro the corner. Blaze begins to crawl over the Shawn who makes no movement and covers…

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- Krimzon climbs to his feet, wiping the blood out of his eyes now. He rolls to the outside as he grabs the second weapon of the match, a wooden table. Blaze enters back into the ring with the ladder. He now begins to set it up into the corner as he places it steadily, leaning in the corner, however Shawn who finds a spurt of momentum jumps up and runs…hitting a running release German Suplex on Blaze as he lands directly on the back of his head. Shawn now crawls over to him as he covers…

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- Shawn gets back up as he picks Blaze up who fights back, now with shots to the shins, then a right hand, now he runs off towards the ropes as Shawn stands in the center of the ring as Blaze launches at him with a diving hurricarana, as Shawn goes falling straight onto the second rope, leaning there like hung out washing. Krimzon Blaze now goes to the outside as he grabs another ladder. Blaze begins to set it up, the fans leaning over and trying to touch the Aerial Specialist. Krimzon though, now lightening fast climbs the ladder as Shawn is still draped over the ropes, his neck and head leaning out onto the apron. Krimzon Blaze poses, as he then drops 10 feet landing on Shawn…

SHOOTING STAR LEG DROP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Shawn gets choked up badly over the ropes as he springs off, now coughing and spluttering. Krimzon is on the ground on the concrete floor as he holds his lower back, blood down his face, though still a smile on his face as he stands up and salutes the fans. Blaze now dives back into the ring as he walks over to Shawn, mounting him now as he hits shots into his face. Shawn rolls away managing to escape under the ropes, now walking off trying to get his breath back. Blaze without a seconds thought picks up the ladder that was in the corner. He throws it over the ropes as Shawn instantly catches it, then Blaze springs himself over the ropes and hit’s a crazy move…

360 SPINNING HEEL KICK OVER THE ROPES INTO THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘KRIMZON BLAZE…KRIMZON BLAZE…’

- Shawn crashes back first into the guardrail, the ladder crushing his ribcage. Blaze supernaturally is back up as he stands over Shawn, posing to the mass of fans who mosh pit in front of him. Blaze now begins to hit shot after shot, the fans singing along with the right hands to Waters head…

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- Krimzon now throws Shawn back into the ring as Blaze climbs up onto the apron. He salutes the fans once more before springing himself onto the top rope and bounding off…

SPRINGBOARD 450 SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Shawn somehow gets a shoulder up as the fans begin to groan, then quickly cheering for Blaze again. He stands up, now holding his back as he once again, sets up the table, now perfectly steady in the corner. Blaze now rolls to the outside as he grabs the same ladder as before, pushing it into the ring. He then doesn’t settle for that he grabs another ladder, a slightly smaller one as he places that into the ring, before getting back in himself. The fans grow even louder now sensing something magical. Shawn quickly stands up again though now hitting a one handed bulldog.

- Blaze gets up quickly as Shawn is waiting for him, the blood of his opponent all over his hands. Blaze gets up to his feet and turns around slowly as Shawn jumps up…RUNNING DOUBLE KNEE FACEBREAKER!!!!! Blaze bounces off into the ropes and back again as Shawn grabs him again with a stalling suplex, Blaze managing to slip off though as he jumps up onto the back of Shawn, spinning himself around and hit’s a hurricarana all in one fast movement.

- Blaze is now back up as he goes back to setting up the ladders. He sets the first up right in the center of the ring. He then sets the second leaning on the first creating a sort of ramp up to the second ladder. Blaze grabs Shawn who quickly rakes his eyes, the fans booing loudly. Shawn now hit s a knee to the mid-section, then walks Blaze up to the table in the corner. Shawn crashes Blaze’s head off the hard wooden exterior, then does again for the second time as he finally sets Blaze up, leaning face first on the mahogany table.

- Shawn begins to climb the taller of the two ladder, as he sits down ¾ of the way up, sitting facing Blaze down below as he stands up, now screaming something out as the fans boo. Shawn goes to fly off, however Blaze as fast as a fly runs up the ladder, clearly playing possum before as he now stands ¾ with Shawn, lifts Shawn up onto his shoulders as the fans go silent, the whole action stops for one second before…

HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…

KRIMZON BLAZE HIT’S THE KODE OF SILENCE FROM OFF THE TOP OF THE LADDER AS SHAWN CRASHES TO THE CANVAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Blaze drops down now as the fans beg for him to cover the unconscious Waters. Blaze however now drags Shawn’s lifeless body up to the table where he sets Shawn up, facing the table, just like Blaze was a few seconds back. Blaze now walks off to the opposite side of the ring, now clearly deep in thought, planning something big.

- BLAZE RUNS UP AND DANCES UP THE FIRST LADDER AS HIGH PACE…NOW REACHING THE TOP OF BOTH LADDERS AS HE FLIES OFF…

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LEAPING CORKSCREW 630 SPLASH THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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BUT SHAWN MOVED…BLAZE GOES CRASHING THROUGH…HE COULD BE DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- The fans go silent as Blaze lies in a pile of broken wood, blood now pouring fro his head, his eyes closed. Shawn had moved, but also collapsed back down to the mat as both men, now lay in a pile of their own pain. The fans will on Blaze, though clearly he is thoroughly hurt. Shawn is the first man to make a movement, now looking up and seeing the pile of damage where Blaze lies in a heap. Shawn now begins to crawl over…the fans pleading for Blaze to wake up, but Shawn is there before Blaze can even open his eyes, the impact of the previous move a live or die situation. SHAWN COVERS…SHAWN COVERS…

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- Both men lie, wondering what could happen next, as does the fans. Shawn begins to climb up using the ropes as leverage as Shawn now drags Blaze into the center of the ring. Shawn throws down the smaller ladder and kicks it under the ropes onto the outside. He then sets up the larger ladder, placing it right on the heart of Krimzon Blaze who cannot even fight back at this point. Shawn now screams like a mad man before running off towards the ropes and…

LIONSAULT ONTO THE LADDER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Shawn hits the death defying move, hurting himself in the process as he rolls around holding his ribs. Before Blaze can move though Shawn makes yet another cover…

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- Shawn now slams his fists down on the mat, almost tears in his eyes wondering what more he must do to beat the Aerial Specialist. Shawn now growls as he stands up, kicking away the ladder once more as he grabs the legs of Krimzon Blaze.

- Shawn tries to turn Blaze over for the Waterboard, but Blaze clearly has some fight in him left as he refuses, then out of no where rolls Shawn up with a small package…

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- Blaze begins to stand up but Shawn is already there, now stomping Blaze back down to the mat. Blaze though catches the foot of Shawn as he stands up, Shawn hopping around on one leg clearly been caught. Blaze now spins Shawn around as he quickly kicks him in the gut… TWIST OF FATE!!!!!!!

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WATERLOGGED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- Shawn having hit the move out of no where now aggressively pins Blaze…

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

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- Shawn Waters now gets up, scraping his hand through his hair in frustration. Waters now begins to smile as he looks at the ladder again. He walks over and now sets it up, almost in the center of the ring. The fans are still chanting for Blaze but as Shawn sets the ladder up, Blaze still has not moved. Shawn now picks Blaze up, almost like a dead body as he plants him down, hung over the ladder. Shawn walks around to the other side, climbing up, but also pulling Blaze to the top too.

- Finally Blaze begins to fight back, as he stretches his arms through the ladder and pull Shawn’s face first into the steel. Blaze now climbs up to the top as Shawn follows in suit. Both men are about 15 feet in the air as they brawl it out on the highest point of the match so far. Blaze hit’s a right, Waters with a right, Blaze with a right, Waters with a poke to the eye, and now, climbs right up onto the top, almost losing balance as he looks over the whole arena. He then pulls Blaze up there, both men getting a huge reception fro the on-looking fans.

- Down below the Is the canvas, but suddenly the ladder begins to tilt as both men look at each other, clearly feeling sick as both men collapse off the falling 15 foot ladder…THE WHOLE ARENA EXPLODES THOUGH AS BOTH MEN MISS THE RING…AND FALL OVER THE ROPES…

AND ONTO THE OUTSIDE…

THROUGH THE GLASS TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBLLLLLEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

‘HOLY F**K…HOLY F**K…HOLY F**K…’

- Both men are out cold, both men cut to pieces with sharp glass that sprays off the table. The fans hardly believe their eyes as they go frantic, Shawn and Blaze now ended the match in style. EMT’s begin to rush down to the ring as both men receive medical attention, with glass cutting into their skin.

Daniels: Well I may have been in the business over 15 years, I have never witnessed a match like that, fuelled by such aggression and passion.

Masters: Both en are insane and I think I have shards of that awful glass all over my brand new suit.

Daniels: These two men risked it all, I just hope they recover for next week…

Masters: So what?! There both in Tower of Power?!

Daniels: I guess so William, I guess so. Anyway, we need to get help for thee two guys, I hope you join us after this break folks when we get ready for the MAAAAAAIIIIIIN EVENT!

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Commercials pass and make way for CZW to return to action. CZW welcomes fans back with a close-up of Chris Ross as he is proceeding down a corridor in the back stage area. He looks exhausted after his brutal match up earlier in the night. Fans boo when they first lay eyes upon him, allowing their jeers to flood throughout the arena. He walks beside Kimo and gives no reaction to the crowd. He is simply oblivious.

Kimo: "Good match dog. You gots it in the bag this next week!"

Chris Ross: "Marsham is cracking. He is doing everything exactly as I expected. Now, he won't be able to--"

Ross cannot conclude his sentence as the evidently predictable Justin Marsham assails him from behind. He slams a large wooden board across the back of Ross' head which causes him to be sent flying to the concrete. The wood breaks in half with the other piece crashing into the ground with a loud clamor. Kimo seeks to retaliate, but Marsham keeps him at a distance with the shard of wood.

Justin Marsham: "I'm doing everything as you expect? You need to be in complete control? Fine!"

Chris Ross gets to a knee and glances up at Marsham as The Epitome of Technical Finesse continues:

Justin Marsham: "Our final showdown happens this next week at Road to Glory. You want to be in complete control? Fine. Then you will be! You will control everything that happens in our match and you will hold the ultimate decision as to who wins."

Removing a piece of paper from his pocket, Marsham tosses the match stipulation down at Ross' feet. The King Pin reads briefly then looks up at Marsham, now understanding what he had meant by he holds the ultimate decision.

Justin Marsham: "--because at Road to Glory, we will compete. No, we will fight, in a Last Man Standing match!"

His declaration generates a loud pop from the audience and Marsham promptly slams the remaining piece of board across Ross' head. Kimo simply tends to Ross as Marsham steps off screen. The commentators now begin to speak, addressing the match stipulation.

Jarred Daniels: "Wow. A Last Man Standing match between these two? There may be no other way to end this bitter rivalry."

William Masters: "It's been nearly four months. I cannot believe it is soon going to end!"

Jarred Daniels: “That is exciting to think about, but what about this for exciting, up next the main event, as Eddie Rowan gets a chance at not only revenge on the World Champion, but a shot at entering Tower of Power, up NEXT folks!”

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- IF EDDIE WINS HE GOES TO TOWER OF POWER -=-
"Rated E For Everyone" EDDIE ROWAN vs. "The Human Highlight Reel" ERIC COLLUM

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TOWERS: "This next match is scheduled for one fall and it is the main event of the evening!"

The crowd cheers

TOWERS: "If Rowan wins, he is entered into the Tower of Power at Road To Glory II. If he loses, he cannot receive a title shot during Collum's reign."

The crowd boos at the last part

TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Seattle, Washington... weighing in at 205 pounds... 'Rated E For Everyone'... EDDIE ROWAN!"

95% of the crowd cheers for Rowan, as "Doomsday Clock" by The Smashing Pumpkins plays over the PA. He comes out, almost surprised by the response, and nods in acceptance. He makes his way down to the ring, with a determined look on his face. He slides in and poses.

TOWERS: "His opponent... hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 215 pounds... He is the current CZW World Heavyweight Champion... ERIC COLLUM!"

The whole crowd is booing as "Taking You Down" by Egypt Central plays over the PA. A light show goes on, as the main lights dim. Eddie paces back and forth in the ring in anticipation. After a few moments, Eddie looks to Towers confusedly as no one has come out

TOWERS: "...His opponent... hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 215 pounds... He is the current CZW World Heavyweight Champion... ERIC COLLUM!"

Still nothing. The lights go back up, as "Taking You Down" continues to play. Towers walks over to the side of the ring, as the time keeper comes to it and they discuss a little. Towers is as confused as Eddie. Towers nods down to the time keeper and walks back to the center of the ring.

TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen... Here is your winner by forfeit, Eddie Rowan!"

The crowd cheers, but in a confused manner

TOWERS: "Eddie is now entered into the Tower of Power elimination match in Omaha!"

MASTERS: "Where the hell is the champ?"

DANIELS: "I have no idea, I thought I saw him earlier today."

Suddenly, "Streetcleaner" by Godflesh begins to play where everyone was expecting "Doomsday Clock"

DANIELS: "WHOA, WHAT THE HELL!?"

Eddie is a bit surprised as well, as "The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus makes his way out from the back. He pauses for a moment as the crowd are mostly cheering for him. He is wearing faded jean shorts, black Converse All-Stars, and a new "Friday The 13th" t-shirt. His hair is combed back, and he has shaven his full beard. He walks down to the ring, and slides in. Eddie looks up at him, as he asks Towers for her mic.

MASTERS: "We haven't seen Alan Fiscus in almost a month! Where has he been?"

DANIELS: "Not since his hellacious battle with Matt Stylez in that Greenhouse match!"

Alan addresses Eddie after the crowd has died down

ALAN: "Eddie. Hey man, listen. First, I want to congratulate you on entering the Tower of Power."

The crowd cheers as Eddie nods

ALAN: "Secondly, I want to apologize for not being around lately. You got your ass handed to you last week and I wasn't even in the same state to come to your aid. That's not how we're supposed to roll, man. Covey's god knows where, doing god knows what... Bryan and Big Nasty, they've got their focuses too but dammit... I should have been here, man. I've been... I've been bad, buddy. After that Greenhouse match I needed to take time off. I'm sorry I haven't been available, being it here or on the phone, whatever... I needed a sabbatical. Hell, I still need it. But I want you to know..."

The crowd is chanting "WDS - WDS - WDS"

ALAN: "I want you to know that I back you 100% in the Tower of Power. I'm banking on you to win the CZW World Heavyweight title, man."

The crowd cheers as Eddie shakes hands with Alan

ALAN: "I know you can do it, brother. You almost had the title the last time you were given a chance. There's been rumors of The Whole Damn Show dissolving, that we're breaking up, but whoever the hell said that is so full of shit his eyes are brown. The Whole Damn Show will be stronger than EVER after you win that title. We are the mightiest assemblage of talent the professional wrestling world has ever seen. Each and every one of us are World championship material, and every CZW fan in the universe knows this. I --"

Just then, "Symphony Of Destruction" by Megadeth begins to play and out walks Maynard O'Toole.

MASTERS: "Maynard gracing us with his second appearance of the evening!"

DANIELS: "But what does this mean?"

MASTERS: "What does WHAT mean?"

Maynard walks down to the ring, ignoring the fan's response. He slides in and looks at both men. You can hear him say from Alan's mic that Whole Damn Show is forever. Alan and Eddie both nod. Maynard motions for both men to come closer, and they huddle. Each man has an arm over the other's shoulder, very much like an American football team. Over Alan's mic you can hear Maynard saying that WDS is taking out Jesse and winning the World title in the very same night. The crowd is electric, loving WDS more and more. They break the huddle, and Maynard points at Eddie and mouths '100%.'

ALAN: "You're the man, Eddie, and we got your back all the way baby!"

Alan grabs Eddie's arm and raises it in victory, as "Doomsday Clock" begins to play over the PA.

DANIELS: "Well it looks to me like any rumors should be laid to rest!"

MASTERS: "Of course they should, this is the Whole Damn Show we're talking about. They're not going to dissolve and go away just like that, Tim Timmons isn't in this stable man!"

DANIELS: "Well we heard earlier, that Maynard O'Toole will face Jesse Montana at Road To Glory II in a 60-minute Iron Man Match, and now Eddie Rowan is officially in the 8-man Tower of Power elimination match for the CZW World Heavyweight title. The Whole Damn Show are a very capable group, and I wouldn't be surprised if they did what they said they were going to do. But where is Matt Covey?"

MASTERS: "He's doing like Alan is doing, taking a sabbatical. These guys put their heart and soul into this federation, they give it their all, they have to rest their wounds some time, Jarred!"

DANIELS: "Well I didn't see Bryan McNally or Big Nasty out here either, but these people are sure into the Whole Damn Show. I've never seen them get such a response."

MASTERS: "Quit meddling, Jarred, mind your own beeswax, there ain't nothing to be speculating about. And these people know when they see a winner. Now here's a better question, where the HELL is Eric Collum?"

DANIELS: "Very good question indeed, William, and one I can't answer. It's not like Eric to no show a match against someone he has such disdain for. Ladies and gentlemen, keep your eyes on our website as I'm sure we will post information about Eric Collum as soon as we get it. That's our show for tonight though, folks, hope you've enjoyed yourself as we've enjoyed being here in Salt Lake City, next week we are on PAY-PER-VIEW live from Omaha, Nebraska presenting to you the second installment of the Tower of Power, and the second installment of Road To Glory! Good night, everyone!"

CZW President
Jesse Montana