Overdrive begins with clips from previous CZW bouts, all the stars in the ring. The camera then soars through the packed out Verizon Center, live in Washington DC. The Country’s Capital. The fans are loud as they cheer over the blasts of the pyrotechnics. Suddenly an image fades onto the Combat-Tron, showing a backstage segment.

Before the show start can see a car been park in a spot in the parking lot. The person got out of the car and it was Ruthless Aggression the GM over the Queens. She had on a pair of black pants with a white blouse on with a briefcase in her hand. She heard her cell phone goes off as she go into her pocket and answer it.

Hey baby…

I was going to call you after the show….

The check up when great and I will email you the picture tonight. Don’t worry about Hellena I don’t think she will do anything dumb.

Love you…

She end up her cell phone and place it away. She stop in her tracks as she looked ahead of her and notice that Hellena was standing there. Hellena had on a black pants with chains coming out on the side of the pockets with a black fish net shirt on with a rope in her hand.

Hellena: Do you still want to hang me from other end of this rope?

Ruthless was about to say something and when out of nowhere she got taken down by Matt Covey with a lead pipe to her head. She on the ground holding her head as Matt Covey smirks with his cigarette in his hand.

Matt: Bitch do you think I was going to let you get away with treating my girl like that.

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

The cameras then settle on the CZW Commentators for Overdrive, Jarred Daniels and William Masters.

DANIELS: Hello and welcome ladies and gentlemen to our glorious Capital City, Washington DC as we pack out the Verizon Center for another edition of CZW Overdrive. We are just one week away from November’s Collateral Damage where every single Title will be on the line. However, what a show we have for you tonight.

MASTERS: That’s right, and what a start to the show that was, not even minutes into the show and we already have blood sweat and tears, well I wish Ruthless all the best.

DANIELS: Absolutely disturbing actions, no one ever said CZW was pretty folks, but it’s always electrifying.

MASTERS: And tonight we have possibly the most electrifying Main Event for quite some time, El Pablo and Eddie Rowan, two legends of X Division wrestling battle it out, and check this out, if Eddie loses, he will vacate the Title, restoring El Pablo’s longest reign in CZW. Crazy if you ask me..

DANIELS: Well it just shows first hand how much respect these athletes have for one another. Also tonight we have performances from Eric Collum, Maynard O’Toole, Jeran Hudson, we even have our second ever Greenhouse match.

MASTERS: Well last time one of those happened, I think El Pablo lost half his blood supply in his body, but still came out on top. But what I am most looking forward to, and we are promised to have tonight, the first interview from Jesse Montana after his horrific attack at Horrorcore last month.

DANIELS: Yeah, we are promised answers here tonight, one of them being, who is the CZW World Champion? But this is all to come, first off we have a fatal four way with four of our most hungry stars.

MASTERS Speaking of hunger, where the hell did my Burger and Fries go???

DANIELS: Wait, I think as the four men are coming out, were going backstage, SJ Funk has just arrived and Jenny Jacobs stands by.

MASTERS: Great, maybe he has my food.

**We are backstage at cZw Overdrive with cZw interviewer Jenny Jacobs.**

Jenny - Ladies and Gentlemen my guest at this time, "The Original Showstealer" SJ Funk.

**SJ comes into shot wearing his wrestling attire and a black SJ Funk t-shirt.**

Jenny - Welcome back to CZW.

SJ - Thanks Jenny.

Jenny - This week your debut match was called off. But you've still turned up and your in your wrestling gear, is there any reason for this.

SJ - No reason, I personally didn't find out till I got here. No wonder I had so many missed calls from the board of directors. He'll have been trying to catch me to tell me.

Jenny - I see, so what do you have planned here tonight?

SJ - Tonight I've decided that I am going to choose my opponent for next week at the Pay-Per-View. In this tomboler is everybody’s names from cZw, that is not booked for the pay-per-view, excluding those in matches tonight that may get them booked in a match tonight. I will at random choose a name out of here and that will be my opponent for next week. So who will it be? Maybe Eric Collum, maybe it could be Matt Covey or one of the members of Fire and Ice. Who knows, well lets find out shall we.

**SJ rolls the tombolar round and stops it, opens the hatch and reaches in to pull out on of the balls.. He opens the ball and pulls out the piece of paper and reads the name.**

SJ - And the unlucky punter is.........CALEB WALKER... So Caleb, looks like your the one who will face me next week in my return match.. It's fitting really, since your return match for tonight’s card was also called off. So next week at the pay-per-view it will be a double return match. Caleb Walker against "The Original Showstealer" SJ FUNK.

Thanks for your time Ladies and Gentlemen, and see you all next week.

**SJ leaves the interview area as we fade to ringside.**

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-=- FATAL FOUR WAY MATCH -=-

MANTRATE vs. MOUNTAIN MAN vs. JOHN WALKER vs. STEVEN RUSSELL

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The four man stand in the ring as the action comes back into the arena.. The bell sounds as Mantrate and Mountain Man both start hitting hard lefts and rights, eventually taking the brawl to the outside. Walker and Russell stay in the ring as they lock up, Walker throwing Russell into the corner with strength, then runs at him but Russell dodges, then gets a quick roll up, only getting a two count. Russell dropkicks Walker quickly then hit’s a second dropkick. Walker still back up though as Russell hit’s a diving body press, but gets caught in mid air as Walker hit’s a devastating FU over the top ropes, however Russell’s landing is cushioned by Mantrate and Mountain Man, both men getting taken out by the feet of Russell. Steven gets straight back up as the fans cheer, Walker gets frustrated now as he grabs the head of Russell leaning over the ropes, Steven though pulls and strangles Walker on the top rope, Russell then jumps up onto the apron, then up and vaults over the top rope, spring boarding onto Walker going for a hurricarana, however Walker counters again, this time hitting a ferocious power bomb.

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Russell shows tremendous resilience as he gets back up, Walker waiting for him as he runs in, but Russell hit’s a drop toe hold. He then runs off the ropes and hit’s a baseball slide into the face of Walker. Russell is now back up as he lifts Walker up, locks him up and hit’s a scoop slam.. Russell is then about to climb the ropes however he sees Mantrate and Mountain man making their ways back into the ring, currently standing on the apron. Russell then baseball slides the legs away from both men as they crash to the outside yet again, the fans cheer as he seems to be on fire, turns around but unfortunately Walker catches him…SPINEBUSTER!

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Again, Russell kicks out Walker is fuming by this point as he picks him up onto his shoulders, swings him around around but Russell lands on his feet, then out of no where…SUPERKICK!

Russell finally goes to the top rope as the fans chant him on. Walker seems to be getting to his feet though he runs over towards Steven as Russell takes one deep breath and flies…

DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH CONNECTS!

The bridge…

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Reva was backstage in a blue evening gown dress doing a bit of some warm up it seems her match which is next. She was about to walk out to the ring when she bend into SJ Funk. He had on green combat trousers with his self promotional t-shirt. Reva looked over at him and he looked over at her as she ran her hand in her hair.

Reva: I would like to say sorry for what happen in the gym. It just was going on with my head.

He just nods softly as he stood there with his hand inside of his pants pockets as he looked over placing his shades on the top of his head as he look at her.

SJ Funk: Look it ok. I also should tell you sorry because in a way I was thinking by screaming at you. It would have made you see I just want to help and thought going back to my solider days it was going to do that. I also shouldn’t have say that about Ruthless either because I believe she wasn’t trying do anything to harm you or me.

She nods a bit as she chew her lip a bit.

Reva: Look there is a reason why Ruthless want me to get to know you a bit more. You see I really can’t go into detail now but does the name Rachel Fox sound familiar. If so.. You need to try to reach her.

Reva walked away from him, SJ's mood quickly changes to anger and rage builds in his face at the mention of his so called childhood sweetheart who was found guilty of attempted murder against the life of his brother Brian and himself.

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-

"The Working Man" J.A. SAWYER vs. "The Real Deal" ROB WRIGHT

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Towers - Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contests is scheduled for one fall.

**The Lights dim low as "In The End" By Linkin' Park plays throughout the arena, and "The Real Deal" walks out from backstage, to a chorus of boo's.**

Towers - Introducing first, from Springfield, Massachusetts, weighing in at 245lbs. "The Real Deal" ROB WRIGHT!!

**Rob climbs into the ring and the fans boo him again.**

Towers - And his opponent.

**Video of various clips of heavy machinery and work vehices show, followed by the words "The Working Man" as Blue Collar Man by Styx plays over the P.A system. Sawyer emerges from behind the curtain and walks purposefully to the ring.**

Towers - From Grand Rapids, Michigan weighing in at 270lbs. "Working Man" J.A. SAWYER!!!

**Sawyer shakes hands with the fans as he circles ringside, then climbs into the ring, going to a corner and climbs to the second turnbuckle and acknowledges the fans who cheer.**

**The referee rings the bell as both Real Deal and Working Man lock up in a collar and tie up in the centre of the ring... Rob gets the advantage and walks Sawyer back into the turnbuckle and the referee asks for the break. Rob breaks but slaps Sawyer square in the face, and backs off holding his arms out wide.**

Daniels - I knew there would be no clean break from The Real Deal.

**Sawyer walks towards Rob and the two lock up again. Again Rob backs Sawyer into the corner and again, this time Sawyer gains advantage and turns Wright into the corner, the referee calls for a break and Sawyer breaks, but slaps Real Deal hard across the face. Real Deal is furious and runs at Sawyer swinging at his head with a punch but Sawyer ducks, Rob turns and is met with a right from Sawyer, and a second, followed by a third. Sawyer the grabs Rob and whips him into the corner, Sawyer runs in but is met by a boot to the face by Real Deal. Sawyer backs away and Rob runs straight at Sawyer and takes him down with a clothesline. He follows up with a few boots before the referee gets him to back off. Rob then taunts the crowd as Sawyer climbs to his feet. Rob then see's Sawyer get to his feet and he runs forwards and hits him with another clothesline and follows up with an elbow to the sternum. He makes a quick pin attempt.**

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Daniels- Way too early to get the pin.

**Rob pulls Sawyer up to his feet and drops him back to the canvas with a shortarm clothesline. Again Rob pulls Sawyer to his feet, and looks to hit a DDT but Sawyer counters and hits a shortarm clothesline of his own. Rob falls to the mat, Sawyer follows up with a knee drop to the chest of Real Deal. Sawyer grabs him to his feet, but Rob hits him in the gut with a right hand. A second punch and Sawyer releases the grip of Rob's head. Rob gets back to his feet and punches Sawyer in the face which causes him to stumble backwards a few steps, Rob runs off the ropes and rebounds and looks to hit a shoulderblock however Sawyer looks to counter into a irish whip but Real Deal counters and sends Sawyer into the ropes, as he rebounds he his Rob with a running forearm smash and lands on his feet but knocks Rob down to the mat, Sawyer follows up with a big elbow drop. Rob rolls away in paint to the outside. Sawyer follows as Rob walks round the ring. Sawyer catches up with Rob, only to be met with a low blow out of view from the referee. He grabs Sawyer and drives him into the floor with a DDT.**

Daniels - A sickening DDT there by Rob, Sawyer may be out cold right here.

Masters - I bet Sawyer was wishing he was wearing his hard hat right about now.

**Rob grabs Sawyer to his feet and rams him head first into the ring apron. Sawyer drops to his knees but Rob is relentless and grabs him back to his feet and rams his head into the steel steps. Sawyer stumbles backwards holding his head. Rob grabs him and lifts him onto his shoulders and runs towards the ring post but Sawyer wiggles off of Rob's shoulders and pushes Rob head first into the ring post. Rob drops to the mat holding his head, as Sawyer rolls back into the ring and then back out to break the count. Sawyer walks to Rob who is getting to his feet. Sawyer grabs Rob and whips him into the ring steps which Rob hits hard. Sawyer grabs Rob to his feet again and rolls him into the ring. Sawyer gets onto the ring apron and notices Rob rolled onto his back, Sawyer climbs to the top rope and looks to hit "The Wrecking Ball".**

Daniels - Here come's the Wrecking Ball.

**Sawyer leaps off and only meets canvas as Rob moves out of the way. Sawyer rolls over holding his stomach as Rob slowly gets to his feet and looks over to Sawyer and waits for him to get to his feet. Sawyer climbs to his feet and turns round to be met by a spear from the Real Deal. Rob gets back to his feet and signals the end.**

Masters - Yes Real Deal is calling for the "No Laughing Matter"

**Rob grabs Sawyer to his feet and sets him up for the reverse DDT. But he holds the move and stares up to the top of the ramp to where Mike Monroe is standing.**

Daniels - It's Monroe, Real Deals opponent at the pay per view.

Masters - Whats he doing here?

**Rob releases Sawyer and walks over to the ropes and points towards Monroe. Sawyer notices this and rolls Real Deal up for the pin.**

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Towers - Here is your winner, "Working Man" J.A. SAWYER!!!!

**Sawyer rolls out of the ring as Real Deal looks both shocked and pissed as he slams his fists against the canvas.**

Daniels - Sawyer wins, the distraction from Mike Monroe has just cost Real Deal the match.

Masters - I don't believe it, what is Monroe thinking, Real Deal is going to destroy him at the PPV now.

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**We see SJ Funk, wearing the same gear he wore earlier when he bumped into Reva. He however is now carrying his holdall and walking towards the parking lot but is stopped by Jenny Jacobs.**

Jenny - Hey SJ, what's up you normally stop till the end of the show.

SJ - Do I. Well not tonight, I don't see why the hell i should have to stop in this piece of shit. cZw, I come back dont get told till I'm at the arena that my match was cancelled. Then when I'm backstage minding my own business. Ruthless sends Reva on a little mission to play mind games with me. My so called first day back in the job. Ruthless and Reva playing mind games. If they want to play mind games fine, but they could have at least waited till I got back into the swing of things. As soon as I get here to this place I'm interrupted by that little girl Reva while reading a book, just as I was getting to the best parts. Then she wants to throw my help back in my face, and now that earlier on, I know you caught it on the tape, go watch it.

Reva, Ruth. You find it funny to bring up my past, you think it's funny that you can come here and play mind games by mentioning that stupid bitch that you got Reva to say to me. I don't think so. Your lucky I didn't snap at the sound of that no good bitches name. Sure Reva probably wont know why I'm reacting like this, in fact cause I've kept this private, every single one of those people sitting on their asses watching the show will be wondering what the hell is up. Well I'll let you all know shall I. You want to go into my past and bring it up, make sure you know what happened before you do...

Everyone knows that me and that cow Rachel Fox wear engaged for a long time, being going out since high school, but there is something you should know about that little gold digger slut. She only pretended to be in love for me all while secretly waiting for me to turn 18 so she could get her hands on my trust fund. The bitch only wanted my money. She would have got it too if it wasn't for my brother finding out. He was the reason why I never married her in the first place. Then she realized that the only way would be to kill me... Fuckin' kill me for money.

**Jenny looks shocked to those exact words.**

SJ - Yeah that's right look shocked. See the bitch is now where she belongs rotting away all alone in a box cell for the attempted murder. Now everyone knows me, I don't care about mind games, I'm normally good and able to turn them round, but Ruth what you have done is gone too far, too deep, something you should not have done. For you have brought out feelings of anger that I thought I would never feel again. You and your sidekick Reva. For that someone will pay. Now because I dont hit women, never have never will, even though I've thought about it on one occasion in the past. Even though I feel it again, I will never go against my belief's but be prepared for the backlash from this situation.... Cause there will be one. Now Jenny leave me alone.

**SJ picks up his bag and continues to walk towards the parking lot and walks past Reva who saw the whole outburst she tries to stop him and speak to him.**

Reva - SJ can I say something.....

**SJ walks passed with the same pissed off expression. Reva tries to grab his arm but as she does so, SJ turns and stares her down with a stare more scary than one from Matt Covey. Realizing she may actually be in danger she lets go of his arm and he just turns and storms out of the arena. As we fade to ringside.**

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-

J. HAVOK & M. MONROE vs. TOTAL MAYHEM

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TOWERS: "This next contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall."

TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Parts Unknown... Jakob and Ezra... TOTAL MAYHEM!!"

"Born in a Burial Gown" by Cradle of Filth plays over the PA, as the crowd is mostly booing. The Brothers Mayhem walk out, looking wicked and evil as ever. They calmly walk down to the ring, and each step over the top rope as they enter.

TOWERS: "And their opponents... hailing from Tiffin, Ohio and Washington, D.C. -hometown crowd pop- ... Mike Monroe and Jacob Havok... BEAUTIFUL AGONY!!"

"Wings of a Butterfly" by HIM play as the crowd cheers heavily for 'The Emo Prince' and 'Faithless'. They make their way to the ring, after playing up to the crowd. They both hop in, not intimidated by TM's size.

DANIELS: "This tag match is set to begin, and it looks like Havok and Ezra will start it out. They lock up, and Ezra easily overpowers Havok. He pushes him to a corner, and as he lets go he slaps Jacob in the face."

MASTERS: "Total Mayhem are deadly creatures, and I am surprised they haven't won more. It's just a matter of time before they reclaim their spot as one of the premiere tag teams here in CZW."

DANIELS: "And they could be beginning with Agony here tonight. Jacob isn't intimidated though, as he slaps Ezra right back. He hits Ezra with a hard chop, and they walk out of the corner. He hits another. The crowd are firmly behind their hometown boy here tonight. He chops Ezra again and takes off for the ropes."

MASTERS: "DOH! But he's met with a swift big boot, I swear I saw a few teeth flying as Havok's head sped down to the mat. Ezra picks him up and drags him to their corner, tagging in Jakob. They both nail Havok with a double delayed vertical suplex, having that blood rush to his head. They slam him down hard, and Jakob takes control."

DANIELS: "Jakob picks up Jacob.. hmm... and positions him. Hefty piledriver! The first pinfall attempt --"

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MASTERS: "A little too early, perhaps. He picks him up and irish whips him to the corner, and hard. Havok hits the corner so hard he stumbles back out, and Jakob prepare for a back body drop. Havok flies, but positions in mid-air and lands on his feet!"

DANIELS: "Jakob doesn't know it. He turns around... and Havok nails him with a stiff dropkick to the knee. With Jakob on his knees, Havok runs to the ropes.. and dropkicks Jakob's chest! Jakob is flat on his back, and Jacob runs to the ropes again. He baseball slides right into Mayhem. He slowly picks him, and drags him over to their corner to tag in Monroe."

MASTERS: "Beautiful Agony, bah! They each kick Jakob in the gut and deliver a double DDT. Monroe with the cover!"

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DANIELS: "Close call, and Mike picks him up. He tosses him to the ropes, but Jakob ducks a clothesline. On the rebound, and Jakob levels Monroe with a vicious running lariat of his own. He picks Monroe up and nails him with a bulldog. He goes and tags in Ezra. He holds Monroe's arms exposed and Ezra punches him in the chest. Ezra then chops him a few times before tossing him into a corner. He runs..."

MASTERS: "Now, Ezra, you know better... Monroe of course moved and you hit your shoulder! Damn man!"

DANIELS: "Monroe hops to the outside of the apron, but what for? He seems to be stalking Mayhem... Ezra turns around... OH -- SHOCK TRAUMA!!"

MASTERS: "That move was awesome! He goes for the pin."

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DANIELS: "Havok wasting no time in coming in to aid his partner, and he blindsides Jakob. He nails him with a Side Effect, and he rolls out of the ring! Havok and Monroe set their sights on Ezra... LACK OF FAITH!! THAT DOUBLE SUPERKICK!! Monroe with the cover!!!"

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MASTERS: "NO! Total Mayhem got robbed again! Wait, what is Ezra doing? He's pulled a sledgehammer out from under the ring! I like this!"

DANIELS: "What a sore loser! He sneaks back into the ring.. and nails both Agony members in the guts as they were celebrating! This match is over, this is uncalled for!"

MASTERS: "It's great though! Jakob is slowly back up and they pick up Jacob Havok as Monroe is laid out, clenching his chest. They position Havok.. and nail him with that awesome Rocket Launcher! Mayhem may have lost, but they've made a statement here... they're pissed!"

DANIELS: "We have to cut to a break, but when we come back... the women's fatal four way!"

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-=- FATAL FOUR WAY WOMEN'S MATCH -=-

MELISSA LOVELACE vs. ALANSO FYNE vs. ALISHA WYLDE vs. LEAH KIMARA

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The crowd was quite and they were waiting for the next match and the song Ricochet!" by Shiny Toy Guns came blasting over the speakers as Leah Kimara came from the back. She walked down to the ring and hop inside as she look up the ramp as Alanso Fyre came walking out from the back wearing pink tights as he blow kisses out to the crowd and the fans laughing at him as he get in the ring and Leah give him a bit of a smirks and last came out The Dark Angel “ Alisha Wylde came out to the song "Scream" by Avenged Sevenfold. She walked down to the ramp as the woman looked up the ramp waiting to see if Melissa Lovelace was about to come out.

Daniels: what in the world…

The camera then show a young blond woman wearing a hood with blue jeans was coming from under the ring. She has this smirks on her face as she climb in the ring and she wait for Alanso to turn around. Once he turn around he got super kick right to the jaw by the girl boot. Alisha Wylde and Leah turn around and notice a young woman wearing a pair of blue jeans with a hood on was in the ring. She smirks at them both as Leah when after her first and the girl duck out the way of the close line from Leah as Leah turn around the woman give her a super kick to the jaw which knock her down to the mat. She smirks looking down at Leah that when Alisha came toward the girl and hit her from behind and wait for the girl to get up. Once the girl got up the girl and Wylde was going at and the girl took Wylde to the ropes and when Wylde bounce back off the ropes right into the girl super kick to the jaw. The girls look over at three in the ring with a smirks as she climb out of the ring dusting her hands off with a grin walking off to the back.

Daniels: Who in the world was that?

Masters: It seems like we have another new Queen add to the roster.

Daniels: I wonder what Ruthless Aggression is going to do about her.

Masters: Well that if Ruthless ever come back after what happen to her earlier tonight by the hands of Hellena and Matt Covey.

Daniels: Well speaking of her it seems like her match is now.

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~~ TATUM REGAN IS THE GUEST REFEREE ~~
-=- 2-on-1 HANDICAPPED EVENING GOWN MATCH -=-

DEBRA LOPEZ & REVA DOUGLAS vs. HELLENA

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That when "PSYCHO" by PUDDLE OF MUDD came blasting over the speaker and Hellena came blasting through the curtains with a grin on her face wearing a black short evening gown dress. She hissed at the fans as she was walking down the ramp to the ring as she have this sick look on her face. She then grab a microphone from Jessica Towers. Jessica glares at her as Hellena snort at her.

Hellena: I see someone really don’t like what I did tonight to her little friend in the back but that is ok. I bet the bitch won’t show up to this match that is book for the Pay Per View the coming week.

She smirks as the crowd starts to chant Ruthless name and she cover her ears as she scream and stomp her feet in the ring.

Hellena: After kicking her ass your all is still cheering for that bitch. Your won’t be after the pay per view. You see Ruthless you will have no choice to get inside of the ring with me. It will be you and me at the pay per view and it will be in a rope hanging match.

She smirks.

Hellena: See you then that if you can make it after tonight.

She laughs as threw the microphone at Jessica instead of handing it to her. Jessica look upset as Hellena was taunting her knowing she couldn’t do anything about it.

Daniels: I believe she not going to like this once she learn what have been book.

Masters: She have no choice anyway. The bitch have to get in the ring with one of the best looking Queens we have around her Hellena and she will be hang by her too.

Daniels: We will see about that because we all know how Ruthless can be.

That when “All the things by Tatu came blasting over the speakers. The crowd was cheering for Tatum as she came out. She had on a pair of black pants and a red and black referee shirt. She walked down the ramp point up at Hellena as Hellena just smirks down at her telling her to get in the ring but Tatum was smarter then Hellena might thing. Then the lights dim as red and orange pryo's erupt around the stage for a good minute. The pryos stop and the arena goes silent again. One final BOOM goes off the center stage and Ain't It Funny begins to play over the P.A System As Debra Lopez begin to strut down the ramp as she shake her hips and booty to the beat of the song and slapping fans hands. She had on a red evening gown that stops right below the knees and she stood at the bottom of the ramp with Tatum.

Daniels: Well it seems these ladies are ready to give us some action tonight.

Masters: They can give me action any time of the week.

Daniels shook his head as Blue Orchid - The White Stripes came blasting through the speakers. Reva “Star” Douglas came through the curtain and play to the fans a bit as she walked down to the ramp. She had on black evening gown dress on with her leather jacket on. She came walking down to the ramp and all the women were in the ring looking at each other when "BEEN TRAINING DOGS" BY THE COOPER TEMPLE CLAUSE came blasting over the speakers and the crowd was on their feet cheering XTC as El Pablo came walking down the ramp. The girls in the ring look across at him wondering why he was there as he walked over to the where Daniels and Masters were sitting. He place on his headsets as he join down leaning back in the chair looking towards the ring a bit and then at them.

DANIELS: What are you doing here Champ?

MASTERS: Yeah, shouldn't you be preparing for your "big match" tonight?

EL PABLO: The priveleges of being a World Heavyweight Champion boys.. it's not just about prestige and autograph signings, you know! *grins* Plus I am also out because I want to make sure things go the way it should since what happen with Ruthless don’t know what else Matt and his gang have planned if Hellena lost this match tonight.

Master: That is a big if.

The bell rang as the girls Reva and Debra look at each other and play rock paper and scissors wondering who will get in the ring first. Debra beat Reva and Reva stood outside on the apron as Debra play to the fans a bit and point towards Hellena to come on. Hellena smirks and point out to the crowd and does a turn around like Candice Michelle and the crowd boo her and she growls. Debra smirks and she does the Candice Micelle spin and the crowd cheer for her. She looks over at Hellena with a smirks as she Hellena growls and ran towards her with a head butt that took Debra into the corner. Hellena then head butt her again as Tatum start to count a bit as Hellena place her hand in her face and starts to go back at Debra but this time give her slap across her chest. Debra came out of the corner holding her chest as Hellena start to come after her but that when she came with a kick to Hellena midsection. She grab her by the hair and drag her over to the corner and tag in Reva. The crowd give her little pop.

Daniel: Well it is time for this girl to show what she got.

Masters: She look just kind of hot up there.

El Pablo: Well I believe she have what it take in my eyes.

Back in the ring Hellena had Reva in a sleep hold and Tatum when to check on her as Debra was trying to get the crowd behind her Tatum check on her again and Reva raised her arm up and she stood up with all her strength and then push back towards the ropes and Hellena broke it off the hold and climb outside of the ring. She look like she getting tired of these two girls as she walked over to the where Jessica was sitting and scream at her to get up off her chair. Jessica’s wouldn’t move and she push Jessica off the chair and grab it but meanwhile in the ring Debra was on the outside of the apron and once Hellena turn around. Debra did a moonsault right on top of her and the chair hit Hellena in the face. The crowd starts to cheer CZW.

Daniels: We didn’t even see that coming.

El Pablo: I didn’t either.

Masters: When are these girls going to starts to ripped each other clothes.

Debra and Hellena starts to get up slowly as Debra turn around Hellena still had the chair in her hands and smash it over the head of Debra. Debra was seems to be knock out as Reva ran over to try to help her and she then got hit in the head with the chair. Hellena stood over them both with a grin as she wonder which one to stripped first and walked over to Debra and ripped off her dress. Debra came too a bit and was shocked as she ran under the ring to cover herself up it seems.

Masters: Now that is more like it.

Hellena smirks as she walked over to them and threw them Debra dress. She blow a kiss over at El Pablo and he have this sick look as she turn around she got hit in the head with a kendo stick. Hellena had this shocked look as she try to get away and got it again with the stick by Reva across her back.

Reva: COME ON BITCH!

Hellena were now on her knees and look like she was begging for her to stop and Reva lift the stick up over her head and got hit in the stomach by Hellena and drop the stick. Hellena smirks as she pick up the stick and now was beating Reva with the stick nonstop. Tatum was shaking her head a bit as she was counting and Hellena got into the ring and she starts to get into Tatum face. Tatum and her was going at it but Reva was on the top rope with a chair as Hellena turn around she threw the chair to her and Reva drop kick right into it. Hellena was down on the mat as she Reva jump right up like Shawn Michaels fast as she grab the chair and again threw it at Hellena and Hellena caught it and Reva did a spin kick right into it. Hellena try to beg again but wasn’t going to work as this the chair came down hard on her head. She was face first down in the matt. That when Debra came from under the ring along with her sister it seems.

Daniels: What it was her twin that was in the match not her!

El Pablo: The fun of having a twin.

Masters: This doesn’t look good at all for Hellena.

Debra got into the ring and both her and Reva stripped Hellena out of her dress. The bell rang with the Hellena holding her head rolling out the ring as the girls was celebrating.

El Pablo: Well that was a good match.

He took off his headsets as he look towards the ring at the girls giving them a hand for a job well done. Hellena was still up on the ramp mad at what just happen screaming saying she will get her paid back when Ruthless came out of nowhere it seems in her bloody clothes and had a rope and had it wrapped around Hellena neck. Hellena was trying to get Ruthless off of her as you see Big Daddy and a few wrestlers came from the back to try to get her off Hellena and she wasn’t saying anything but just pulling on the rope tightly around Hellena neck with tears coming down her face. Dig Daddy pull harder and he got Ruthless to let go of the rope and you see Hellena running for her life to the back as Ruthless was standing there in her bloody clothes like she was in another world.

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-

"Mr. Entertainment" BRIAN BLAZE vs. "The Aerial Specialist" KRIMZON BLAZE

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Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following fight is set for one fall

“Let me Entertain you” by Robbie Williams begins to play and the crowd’s reaction is mixed… most cheering but the die hard Krimzon Blaze fans boo the arrival of Brian Blaze onto the stage.

Towers: Heading down the aisle, weighing in at 220lbs and coming to us from Toronto, Ontario, Canada… Mr. Entertainment… Brian Blaze!!!

Brian Blaze strolls to the ring, his arms outstretched as he poses to the crowd.

“Headstrong” by Trapt starts playing as the crowds erupt with cheers.

Towers: And the opponent, hailing from Detroit, Michigan. Weighing in at 215lbs… The Aerial Specialist… Krimzon Blaze!!!

Blaze runs into the ring, seemingly hyped up by the usual positive reaction from the crowd.

DING DING.

The match starts as both men test each other out with wrist locks and basic wrestling moves, neither seeming to take total dominance. The crowd cheers in appreciation at the array of locks, reversals and counters shown in the early stages of the match.

As both men lock up, an eye rake and then a stalling suplex allows Brian Blaze to take a measure of control. Krimzon struggles to his feet, but Brian is in position behind him and goes for a release Dragon Suplex… he hits it and Krimzon crashes hard into the canvas. Now firmly in control, Brian walks cockily around Krimzon, stomping his arms, legs and torso’s as he does so. Brian grabs Krimzon to lift him

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Brian kicks out with authority and applies a side headlock, regaining control.

Brian keeps control, eventually climbing to the top rope….Top Rope Elbow Drop

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Blaze kicks out with authority and hits the canvas with his fist in frustration, before getting up…spinning heel kick by Krimzon.

Brian is back down. Krimzon covers.

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The fan’s will Krimzon on as he struggles to get to the bottom rope nearest to him. Brian twists and rips, attempting to force Krimzon to tap… but he continues to fight the pain.

He nears the rope but then appears to fall limp, onto his back

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Krimzon grits his teeth as he pulls just that little bit further, grabbing the rope and forcing the hold to be broken.

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Brian is down and Krimzon sees an opening. He jumps on top of the turnbuckle and comes off… Holy Shot!!!!

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“Headstrong” by Trapt plays as Krimzon celebrates the win.

Towers: The Winner of the Match… Krimzon Blaze!!!

As KB stands up, celebrating his win, BB is jerked out of the ring....by Shawn Waters! Waters has the same blank stare we've seen for the past few weeks in his eyes. Shawn lifts Blaze up and drives him head first into the turnbuckle, busting him open. Shawn then grabs BB...BRAINWASH on the outside! He rolls the limp body of Mr. Entertainment into the ring. He locks in the Waterboard!

Brian Blaze is completely out of it, unable to tap out. KB walks over to Shawn and tries pulling him off of BB. Shawn releases Blaze and looks down at his damage. KB puts his hand on Shawn's shoulder. Shawn jerks his neck angrily towards KB. He shoves his tag partner roughly, KB falling down. As KB begins to rise, Shawn lines him up...

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~~ HARDCORE TITLE #1 CONTENDERSHIP ~~
-=- CZW's 2nd EVER GREENHOUSE MATCH -=-

"The Hardcore Master" TIM TIMMONS vs. "Badd Company" MIKE KING

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DANIELS: Here it is, both men stand in the ring as the glass tables are set up covering the outside, the atmosphere is frightening.

MASTERS: Well they are expecting blood in this match and they want it just as much as I do, CZW fans are just as sick as me, Jarred.

DANIELS: Well I don’t know about that but what I do know is these two men may be sicker than the lot of them put together, both Hardcore legends in my eyes, both ready to get a shot at the Title at Collateral Damage.

*DING DING*

- Mike straight away lunges on Tim as they both go fists to fists, the referee almost scared of getting in between these two men. Mike gets up and goes for a martial arts kick, Tim used to them though as he blocks them, then sweeps Mike’s legs as he begins to stomp a mud hole in Mike. Tim lifts him up and straight away goes to throw Mike over the ropes onto a nearby table, Mike falls behind him though and connects with a Dragon Suplex. Mike then dives in and connects to Tim’s jaw with a pounding knee strike. Mike lifts Timmons back up and goes to launch Tim over the ropes, Tim though lands nicely on the apron, then hit’s a European Uppercut on Mike, Tim climbs back in and SPEAR!

Tim now tries to punt kick Mike straight in the head as the fans gasp, Mike even looking shocked, he gets up, then gets straight in the face of Timmons, both men then start trading more lefts and rights before Mike hit’s a thunderous Yakuza kick, knocking Timmons back into the ropes, he bounces off and Mike catches him with a fantastic Tiger Suplex. Mike now starts to drag Timmons towards the ropes, to take the fight to the outside, however Timmons blocks the attempts, then gets up and out of no where hit’s a DDT. Both men down as the fans start to make noise. Tim is first up as Mike follows, both men go for a spear as they crash heads, Mike beginning to bleed from a cut on the top of his head. Tim now begins to strike Mike in the opened cut, Mike bleeding heavier now. Tim takes the padding off the turnbuckle but Mike low blows Tim, then lifts him up for a devastating Snake Eyes on the exposed turnbuckle, Tim’s head now exploding upon impact

DANIELS: Well there you go, you have your wish William, both men are bleeding…

MASTERS: And the tables are yet to be used!

Mike and Tim both get up as they both hit lefts and rights, Tim gets the advantage as he throws Mike at the ropes, he bounces off and goes for a knee kick, but Timmons dodges as Mike gets caught on the top rope, his groin getting the impact, Timmons now dives towards him hitting a Clothesline from Hell but luckily Mike only lands on the apron and avoids the glass tables Tim screams in anger as he grabs Mike, but Mike shoulder barges Tim in the gut, then grabs Timmons and lifts him up high, a stalling suplex on the apron…

DANIELS: HOLY CRAP! TIM IS TEETERING ON THE EDGE HERE!

MASTERS: DROP HIM!

Mike loses footing though as Tim avoids danger, now reversing the situation as he suplexes King back into the ring. The fans now boo as does Masters. Tim goes over to Mike as he violently starts to mount and punch him, Mike reverses it though as both men roll on the floor, both bleeding heavily from head wounds. Mike gets up as Tim tires to spear him, but misses as he goes head first into the steel turnbuckle post, Mike then from behind grabs him and hit’s a German Suplex. Tim seems out of it as Mike gets the fans rowdy, now climbing to the top rope. Mike looks to soar off the top as Tim seems out. But all of a sudden, Tim was playing possum as he dives up and jumps onto the top rope. Both men try and brawl but Timmons lifts Mike up onto his shoulders…

DANIELS: NO…NO…DON’T DO IT!

MASTERS: OH MY GOD!

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

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!

DANIELS: CANADIAN DRIVER THROUGH THE FREAKIN’ GLASS TABLES…GODDAMMIT!

MASTERS: Both men could be dead here, and I’m not joking, we need help, I wanted blood but this has gone too far.

Tim has his arm over Mike King however both men are clearly hurt and quite simply destroyed however the referee is made to count Mike down for the count.

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DANIELS: Well Mike was never going to kick out of that. Timmons may have won the match here but I doubt neither men will make it to Collateral Damage here.

MASTERS: I wonder what Brian Kirkland must be thinking here?

DANIELS: Well Tim picks up the win but I doubt Kirkland will be defending his Title after that! When we get this cleared up and help for both these men, we can finish the rest of this show, we’ll be straight back folks..

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-

JUSTIN MARSHAM vs. JERAN "J-Ra" HUDSON

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DANIELS: As we all know, Jeran Hudson and Eric Collum have exchanged many words since last week, after Jeran attacked Eric with his own TV Title belt proceeding their match. Both men clearly have problems with each other, and that will come to a head next week, for the TV Title, at Collateral Damage.

MASTERS: Do we really have to wait another week for that match?

DANIELS: I’m afraid so, but we do at least have Eric and Jeran competing here tonight, Eric later on inside the Tag Team match teaming with his stable-mate Gregory Grantham, they fight against Matt Covey and Maynard O’Toole. As for Jeran…he actually fight’s next.

MASTERS: That’s right, Jeran goes against a new guy here in CZW named Justin Marsham. As we all remember, last week he made an impression on all of us, beating the minor challenge in what was the hometown hero…I can’t even remember his name.

DANIELS: Yes and this is true, Jeran Hudson is certainly no minor league player, he is a member of System of Supremacy, the team your obsessed with.

MASTERS: I’m not obsessed with them, I just feel people should show them more respect. They are made up of former Tag Team Champions, Former IC Champion, World Champion and soon to be TV Champion, that is impressive by any stretch of the imagination.

DANIELS: They are impressive and Jeran, he fits in quite well within their faction, clearly passing the ego test.

MASTERS: What do you mean?

DANIELS: Well he has no confidence deficiency does he…

MASTERS: And why the hell would you? Jarred, if you were in your mid twenties, had more money than a Lord, looked like a Greek God and…well if you were anything like ME, then you woul…

DANIELS: Hang on, I thought we were talking about Jeran. Anyway, I am not jealous or anything, all I am merely stating is that his mouth can get him into trouble.

MASTERS: Oh and I guess you believe he will get into trouble this week against the new comer Justin Marsham?

DANIELS: Well we can’t underestimate this Marsham, he clearly is very focused, he has plenty of experience from what I have found out, and I have seen this guy backstage folks, he is impressive, he is in the shape of his life and is ready to make quite an impact in CZW.

MASTERS: Well Hudson is no stepping stone, he is a future multi champion and could be the youngest hottest commodity on the market today.

DANIELS: I’m not doubting that, but I believe this match will be much more competitive than you are giving it credit for.

MASTERS: You dumbass, I am giving it all the credit it needs, I would not downplay any booking made by CZW, but as you will find out, Jeran Hudson is on a mission and your gonna see what I say is true, and I don’t want to hear any more about it.

DANIELS: Wow, well I guess that clears that up, luckily Justin is about to make his entrance here, so we won’t have to hear any more biased comments from my partner here…

MASTERS: How dare y…

Suddenly, ‘Last’ by Nine Inch Nails cut off William Masters as it blasts throughout the arena.

TOWERS: On his way to the ring, hailing from Fort Wayne, Indiana and weighing in at 219 lbs…The Epitome of Technical Finesse…JUSTIN MARSHAM!

Marsham walks out to a mixture of cheers and silence, the new comer with a smile on his face, as he walks down looking ready for battle.

TOWERS: And his opponent, hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 245 lbs…He is a member of the System of Supremacy…The Future…JERAN HUDSON!

Jeran comes out, a sly smirk on his face, arms raised by his side, as though he was like a God. The fans boo furiously as he strolls down the ring, eyes focused on Marsham inside the ring He climbs in then goes to the corner, posing once again.

*DING DING*

DANIELS: Well the bell rings folks and we get this action under way. Jeran prowls around the ring, waiting for his move, and we all know how dangerous he can be. Justin though starts the attack as he grabs Jeran in a side headlock, applying pressure.

MASTERS: Your right though Jarred, Jeran is dangerous, and he can attack from any position, as we see now as he lifts Hudson up for a side suplex…

DANIELS: He doesn’t get it though, Justin keeping the grip on, now taking Jeran down to the canvas with a headlock takedown, but quickly lets go as both men get back to their feet. And as we look into the eyes of Hudson, we can see the frustration early on. I mean this is a guy who wants to prove himself in this match, prove himself to Eric and strike fear in his future opponent.

MASTERS: This man does not need to prove a damn thing, and fear should already be stuck inside the minds of each and every one in the back.

DANIELS: Well Marsham certainly does not seem to have any fear tonight, he locks up with Jeran again, now whipping him to the ropes, Jeran powering back but gets caught again, Justin hitting a perfectly timed drop toe hold, and stays on him with buzzing kicks, the sounds echo throughout the arena tonight, Jeran seems to be in some pain.

MASTERS: Those kicks were not shy, that’s for sure, but Jeran can take punishment Jarred.

DANIELS: Oh we know that William, I mean working for Montana is punishment enough.

MASTERS: Don’t forget you still work for him you trout, and he will be back I assure you.

DANIELS: And Jeran will want to come back into this match now, but Marsham is all over him, sending him crashing into the corner, now hitting further martial arts style kicks, one hits him straight in the face, MY GOD…

MASTERS: That was not called for, damn I hope he has not spoiled the good looks of Hudson with that shot.

DANIELS: I’m afraid so, and if that hasn’t, this might, he locks him up…

MASTERS: No Jeran reverses and…SMASHES THE FACE OF JUSTIN INTO THE TURNBUCKLE!

DANIELS: Yeah, Justin was trying to further injure the face of Jeran there, but Jeran switched it around, now Justin finds himself stuck in the corner. Jeran with furious thrusts to the mid-section, Jeran pulls Justin from the corner and winds up for a HUGE SHORT-ARM CLOTHESLINE!

MASTERS: And that is just a preview of the power Jeran can conduct into his attacks. Look at him now, the fans may not like it, but Jeran finds any means to destroy his opponent as he mounts him.

DANIELS: He is choking him for goodness sake!

MASTERS: Not just Jarred, he switches it around, now throwing rights and lefts into the face of Marsham. THAT’S IT HUDSON, SHOW NO MERCY!

DANIELS: What are you, his number one fan? Marsham blocks, but I think a few of those fists got through. Jeran gets up, and look at his smile, he is clearly proud of himself.

MASTERS: And why shouldn’t he be, he just totally obliterated his opponent in just a few short seconds.

DANIELS: Well I don’t know, Justin is stirring, he wants more I think.

MASTERS: He should stay down.

DANIELS: NO…Jeran with a running kick to Justin’s ribcage. The thud still rings in the ears of every fan inside this arena, now silenced by the aggression of Hudson. Jeran hasn’t finished, he picks up Justin as he hit’s a strong European Uppercut, Justin flying back into the ropes, Jeran with a quick right hand, then whips him to the other side, Justin seems like he has lost his footing as he comes back un-balanced, Jeran catches him in a sleeper hold.

MASTERS: And what a clever move, draining his opponent down, Marsham having lost all that momentum he had earlier, Jeran now in complete control of this match.

DANIELS: You could be right William, Justin is beginning to fade, and fade fast now, as he drops to his knees. Jeran picks him back up though, what is this?

MASTERS: I think he is…YES…WHAT A MANEUVRE!

DANIELS: Yes, Jeran switched attacks there went from a sleeper hold, quickly molding it into some kind of backbreaker.

MASTERS: I believe it was an Inverted Headlock Backbreaker, but whatever it’s called, it clearly shocked the fans and Justin himself. Jeran now being allowed to walk, dominantly around the ring, this man is a fierce predator.

DANIELS: Well the rule book may say he should go for a pin now, but I guess the arrogance sprays off this man, clearly over my partner William Masters who is certainly not short of arrogance.

MASTERS: The arrogant are only arrogant because they deserve to be, I am talented, Jeran is talented, why shouldn’t we be arrogant?

DANIELS: My god it’s like talking to a complete narcissist. Anyway, speaking of narcissism, what is Jeran doing now, just throwing his arms out, head raised, he believes he has got this match won William.

MASTERS: And he is correct. Justin is trying to get to his feet, but Jeran has him scouted, now walking back towards Justin.

DANIELS: WAIT…JUSTIN WITH A RIGHT…NOW A LEFT…Could he be back in this thing?

MASTERS: No, Jeran brilliantly struck a knee right in his gut, completely stopping his come back, Jeran now with another European Uppercut, and just walking at slow pace, I mean why should he make himself sweat in this match?

DANIELS: Well I believe he is being too cocky here, Jeran now grabbing the head of Justin, and a third European Uppercut, I think the lip of Marsham is beginning to trickle blood. Jeran now locks him up into a DDT position, will he drop him?

MASTERS: Hang on…Justin turning it around, Jeran watch out!

DANIELS: Justin now with a fantastic snap suplex. Justin has these fans riled up as he runs off towards the ropes, Jeran getting to his knees…YAKUZA KICK…STRAIGHT TO THE JAW OF JERAN!

MASTERS: Not another blow to the face, damn him, he should respect his model like looks.

DANIELS: There is no compassion about looks inside the Combat Zone William…Justin now picking Jeran back up, hitting a European Uppercut of his own, now setting him up as he whips Jeran to the ropes, Jeran quickly comes back, ducks a clothesline, Jeran building up pace but…OH MY!

MASTERS: JERAN NO…What in the hell was that?

DANIELS: Marsham hitting a fabulous Tilt-a-Whirl, but changing it in mid-air into a piledriver attack.

MASTERS: MY GOD JERAN COULD HAVE HAD HIS NECK BROKE!

DANIELS: I have just been told Justin calls that move Wicked Driver II…Anyway, he covers…

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DANIELS: Jeran now trying to rise back up, but as we can see, he seems to be in no man’s land after that move. Justin may have turned this affair around, he grabs Jeran, hitting a few axe handles as Jeran stumbles around, now sets him up…

MASTERS: What is this going to be, a stalling suplex?

DANIELS: NO…WHAT IMPACT…A BRAINBUSTER!

MASTERS: This man is relentless, I feel sorry for the head of Jeran, what a beating it has taken.

DANIELS: Justin now runs off towards the ropes as he leaps from them…FOOT STOMP…OH ELBOW DROP and now he covers again…

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DANIELS: Justin is trying to lift Jeran back up, but I’m not sure how much left he has. Justin kicks Jeran in the side of the head, Jeran back down to his knees, but carrying on, can he get to his feet?

MASTERS: Not if Justin has anything to do with it, now running, bouncing off the ropes again, he has so much pace Jarred.

DANIELS: We thought he was out of it earlier, but clearly not, running towards Jeran…Running Face Wash I believe that was, but Jeran is still up, even if he doesn’t know where he is.

MASTERS: And still this Marsham is floating around the ring, now running up behind Jeran…WATCH OUT!

DANIELS: Oh William, Jeran must have heard you call as he takes Justin down brilliantly with a Release Belly to Belly. The fans may boo, but Jeran is impressive and so is Justin here, both men proving something to one another.

MASTERS: I am impressed, but as I have said form the start, Jeran has this in the bag.

DANIELS: Oh and I suppose you truly believed that 10 seconds ago.

MASTERS: Of course, I have faith in the FUTURE of this Company. And look at him, posing once again, and once again, these feeble fans here tonight dis-respect him, what sorry excuses for human beings.

DANIELS: Well maybe they don’t see the need in all this posing and show-boating, he has a match to win, not a damn catwalk.

MASTERS: Your just jealous of his natural charm. Jeran now walking back over to Justin…OH MY NO NO…

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MASTERS: NO YOU FOOL! HE KICKED OUT! DON’T SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!

DANIELS: Wow that was so close, both men now up and trading rights and lefts, Jeran beginning to stumble as Justin goes for a high kick, Jeran catches his leg though…Justin hopping around…ENZUGURI!

MASTERS: DAMN…This guy has educated feet, what is he, a dancer?

DANIELS: He is a wrestler and a great martial artist, and Jeran at the moment is dead meat. Justin seems to be climbing to the top rope here now, and the fans certainly like that.

MASTERS: Bad news for Justin I think, he should go for the cover, not try and impress anyone.

DANIELS: Well who knows what he is thinking, but clearly Jeran is down on the canvas and by the looks of him, he is totally out of it. Justin now ready to fly…THIS COULD BE GAMBLING!

MASTERS: OH…OH…OH…

DANIELS: He went for the Foot Stomp again, this time off the top rope, Jeran moved at the last second, and I think Justin has hurt his leg.

MASTERS: That was an awkward landing Jarred, and look at Jeran, he senses blood, he is like a predator ready to attack his prey.

DANIELS: And I don’t even think Justin has noticed him, as he stands up, clearly favoring that left leg…JERAN WITH A CHOP BLOCK!

MASTERS: Well it looked more like a spear to the leg, and Jeran is now all over him, stomping his injured leg into the canvas, Justin now how been opened up and Jeran is picking him apart.

DANIELS: Why can’t the referee stop this savage attack? STOP STOMPIMG HIM!

MASTERS: Jeran can do whatever he likes, and what he likes is to hurt his opponents. Jeran now grabbing the leg, trapping it in between his and dropping a hard knee drop into the injured leg. And look, he is licking his lips, this man is loving it. AND I LOVE IT!

DANIELS: Your just sick, just like this Hudson.

MASTERS: Jeran now mounting the leg and driving rights fists into the joints of his left leg. I bet Justin wished he never came to CZW, Jeran is like a shark in his ocean.

DANIELS: Finally Jeran lets go and Justin is trying to crawl to the outside, he is in clear pain here.

MASTERS: But I don’t think Jeran will let him escape just like that, look at him, his eyes are singed on his prey, he licks his lips, he dives in…ANOTHER CHOP BLOCK!

DANIELS: These fans are not enjoying this one bit and neither am I…

MASTERS: Why not? How can you not enjoy watching a master at work? This is what Wrestling is all about? If you don’t like it, get the hell outta here!

DANIELS: I just think this match should be stopped. Jeran is now back up, but what? SO IS JUSTIN!

MASTERS: Stay down you fool.

DANIELS: Jeran looks shocked, he runs in but Justin hit’s a head butt to the sternum of Jeran, now locking him up, could it be?

MASTERS: ASSASSINATION DDT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: WAIT…NO!

MASTERS: Jeran intelligently hit’s the left leg of Marsham as he buckles, Jeran escaping the move, what a clever individual, and what is this?

DANIELS: OH NO…Jeran runs at the ropes, Justin is gonna get caught…

MASTERS: OH YES! Jeran kicks the left leg away from Justin, absolute beauty of a kick.

DANIELS: This is just sick.

MASTERS: Justin almost flipped around in mid-air from that leg sweep, and now as we see, Jeran is stalking his prey, he drops to the ground, eyes fixated on Justin, he bounces on his fists, we know exactly what is coming..

DANIELS: Well it’s about time, Justin can’t continue with one leg!

MASTERS: Jeran is looking to finish it here.

DANIELS: EYE OF RA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: A THING OF BEAUTY!

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MASTERS: YES! THREE! JERAN WINS!

DANIELS: It was inevitable after that injury Justin sustained, and I hope he is okay, I just hope Jeran doesn’t attack him now after the match is over.

MASTERS: Maybe he will, maybe people like you should respect this man rather than argue his talent.

DANIELS: I know he is talented, but there was no need for that attack at the end of last weeks match, now there is no need for him to try and cripple this newcomer.

TOWERS: And the winner of this contest by way of pinfall…The Future…JERAN HUDSON!

DANIELS: And luckily Justin has got out of the ring as Jeran poses to his adoring, well his ONE adoring fan, sitting by my side, William Masters.

MASTERS: He has plenty of fans Jarred, and rightly so. Look at Justin limping away, that may be the future of one Mr. Collum next week at Collateral Damage.

DANIELS: Maybe so William, but that is for next week, this is now, and next we have Idolized and Nasty Damage!

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The scene cuts to backstage, a white locker room, Mortius is sitting on a bench in front of a single grey locker. Wearing a black hoody, hood down, and grey jeans he is obviously not dressed to fight. He looks up to the camera, his expression showing bearly contained fury, he then says...

Jackal! Next week we face off for the IC title. Too many people talk too long about what thier gonna do, and how thier gonna do it. I don't have the time to draw out what needs to be said... ill have plenty of time for that later. Tonight it's simple, i have earned the right to face you, and when i do, i want to be sure there are no mistakes, no disputes, when i win, it will be because i have beat you so much you can't take anymore, and i want it to be crystal clear that's what's happened. So, if you're man enough, come colleral damage, i want you in a... FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE match. Then all these pieces of crap watching will know i am better than you, and all these pompous assholes in the back will know what i'm capable of, so i say again, if your man enough accept my challenge, step up, and i'll show you what pain REALLY means.

Mortius looks beyond the camera at the camera man

Now get the hell out of here, i'm busy

With that Mortius turns and picks up a remote control that was beside him on the bench, clicks a button and an unseen T.V springs into life as the camera backs out, what can be heard is

You little shit, your mother should have had an abortion, STOP CRYING!!!

The locker room door shuts as a scream is heard and a crash comes from inside...

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-=- TORNADO TAG TEAM TABLES MATCH -=-

IDOLIZED vs. NASTY DAMAGE

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Jarred Daniels: “Well Masters, we’ve had a good night so far action wise – but I’m seriously looking forward to this next match.”

William Masters: “Seriously?”

Jarred Daniels: “Seriously!”

The music of Finger Eleven hits the speakers. The opening riffs of “Paralyzer” signal the entrance of Idolized – the team of Evan Tyler and Kyle Riley. These two waste no time reaching the ring. They also make an appearance without their valet – to insure that she is not put in harms way this week.

Jarred Daniels: “Idolized is looking to make an impact tonight. They have proclaimed that they are the deserving contenders for the Tag Team Championship and what a better way to prove it than by defeating these two guys!”

William Masters: “Here comes Big Nasty and Derek Damage. Both of these men are damn ready to take on Idolized.”

Both Damage and Nasty hurry to the ring, walking past several folded tables, and looking to begin this match. Before the bell even sounds, both Tyler and Riley look to start this match. When Damage and Nasty look to enter the ring, Tyler and Riley soar across the ring – slamming big forearms into their opponents. Tyler pairs off with Damage and Riley looks to take on Nasty. No one is going to take their spot on the Tag Team Championship scene, it would seem.

Jarred Daniels: “There’s Nasty battling Riley on the ring apron. Riley is just landing ferocious rights and lefts. Damage is having more luck. Damage shoves off Tyler and slips inside!”

Two more shots rock Nasty long enough for Riley to bound up off the middle rope and land a sharp kick into the right side of Nasty’s head. This causes Nasty to fall off the apron and to the floor, shaking loose the cobwebs. Using the nearby turnbuckle and top rope as a catapult, Riley sommersaults out to the outside and takes Nasty down with a plancha!

Derek Damage, meanwhile, hooks up with Tyler in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Damage leads Tyler into a hammer-lock and then cinches in a rear-waist lock. A German Suplex attempt is blocked and Tyler switches positions. Tyler tries to German Suplex Damage now, but Damage blocks and instead sends Tyler to the ropes. Damage chases after and when Tyler returns off the ropes, Damage spikes him down hard with a spinebuster!

William Masters: “Did you see Tyler’s head bounce off the canvas?”

Jarred Daniels: “That could be a three count, but this is a tables match! They need to put one of their opponents through a table to win!”

Damage continues the assault and repeatedly drives his right boot into Tyler’s midsection. That is until he sees Riley on the outside whipping Nasty into the guard-rail. The impact rings out and attracts Damage’s attention. He acts quickly and slides outside to intercept Riley.

William Masters: “Wait! Riley turn around!”

Word do not reach Riley’s ears. Instead, Damage clotheslines Riley from behind then assists Nasty to his feet. Both men lay into Riley with repeated boots. On the inside, Tyler bounds off the opposite ropes – picking up speed – and dives to the outside with a sommersault plancha of his own. This one, however, is not as effective as Riley’s. Nasty is ready and catches Tyler in mid-air! Without a second thought, Nasty tosses him off – in somewhat of a modified power-bomb – into the turnbuckle post!

Fans groan at the impact! Tyler crumbles on the floor while Damage departs Riley and looks to set up a table on the outside. At this time also, Nasty slides two tables into the ring. When Nasty looks for Riley, he instead sees his opponent crawl under the ring. Nasty lifts up the apron skirting and gives chase, it would seem, with now both men disappearing under the ring.

As this happens, the official is on the outside checking on Tyler. He stirs, but needs assistance to his feet. Unfortunately for Tyler, Damage is the one that helps him up.

Jarred Daniels: “It looks like Damage is going to try and put Tyler through that table he just set up.”

Lifting Tyler up above his head, Damage looks to Military Press his opponent through the table. As he moves forward, Riley comes out from beneath the ring and leaps forward – landing a hard chop-block against the back of Damage’s right knee! Damage falls back and Tyler falls on top of him! Both men guide Damage to his feet, looking to suplex him through that same table. NO! Damage fights free and here comes Nasty!

William Masters: “Nasty has Tyler and Riley both by their necks and Damage is just landing punch after punch!”

To stop the mayhem, Tyler enziguris Damage and Riley is able to land a modified jawbreaker on Nasty! As all four men are laid out on the floor, Idolized look to be in the driver’s seat. Riley quickly grabs a hold of Derek Damage and throws him into the ring. Nasty tries to stop Riley, but Tyler lands a hard knee into his face and proceeds to choke him with a camera cord on the outside!

Jarred Daniels: “Riley is trying to set up a table in the ring, but Damage has life! He whips Riley to the ropes. Riley ducks and Damage catches him with a Lou Thesz Press!”

Fans count as Damage lands six punches in a row. On the outside, Nasty fights back against Tyler. A quick punch blasts Tyler over the guard-rail. While Damage vertical suplexes Riley, Nasty looks to follow over the guard rail! NO! Tyler blasts Nasty with a huge chair shot! Nasty is laid out after that shot and Tyler hurries to the ring!

William Masters: “Nice vertical suplex by Damage! He’s going for another ONE!

Jarred Daniels: “—NO! Tyler with that chair and he just struck Damage’s knee! It’s that same knee that Riley chop-blocked earlier! This is not even a match. This just complete pandemonium! Nasty get in there! TWO! THREE! FOUR!”

Tyler continues to bend the chair over Damage’s knee! Tyler signals for Riley to set up a table and the two quickly go to work. The table is propped up in the corner and Idolized is going to try to powerbomb Damage through the table.

Jarred Daniels: “Tyler and Riley are dragging Damage up. He’s hurting though. He’s not going to be able to compete at Collateral Damage. There’s no way after taking those shots!”

William Masters: “Idolized is going to win this! There’s the table. Double Powerbomb!"

NO!

Nasty appears out of nowhere and spears both members of Idolized! Damage falls to the canvas and is holding his knee. He is seriously hurt. This has done nothing but invigorate Big Nasty! He lands a huge boot on Tyler and then Riley walks into a sidewalk slam. Getting to his feet, Nasty sets Tyler up for the Nasty Bomb. He hauls him up.

Jarred Daniels: “Riley’s up!”

NO!

Riley’s down! Nasty boots him back to the canvas and then sends Tyler off with a Nasty Bomb to the outside! Tyler crashes through the table! THROUGH THE TABLE!

Jarred Daniels: “Well, it looks like Nasty Damage have won this one. Nasty’s tending to Damage now, checking his knee. Man – this is tough. How are they going to compete. The officials are coming out here to see the damage to Damage. AND—wait, I’m getting word. If Damage is unable to compete, he will indeed have a replacement and that replacement is—

--JA SAWYER! It will be Big Nasty and JA Sawyer against Matt Covey for the Tag Titles at the Pay-Per-View!”

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-

M. O'TOOLE & M. COVEY vs. G. GRANTHAM & E. COLLUM

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“Fly From the Inside” blares throughout the arena, and Eric Collum and Gregory Grantham head out onto the stage, the crowd jeering them heavily. Collum poses with his title belt as Grantham appeals to the crowd with his smug smirk. Side by side, they make their way down towards ringside.

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag-team match is scheduled for one fall! Making their way to the ring, first from Houston, Texas, ‘the Human Highlight Reel,’ ERIC COLLUM!! And his partner, from Beaumont, Texas, ‘the Graduate,’ GREGORY GRANTHAM!!”

There is nothing but heat from the live crowd in DC for Collum and Grantham, however the duo pays no mind as they enter the ring and pose a bit anyway. The crowd then continues to boo as ‘Die Eier Von Satan’ blares out, signaling the arrival of Maynard O’Toole and his partner, Matt Covey. The two walk out onto the ramp, Covey glaring at the fans and Maynard posing a bit, and suddenly out wheels Alan Fiscus in his wheelchair, carrying his crutches in his lap.

Towers: “And their opponents, being accompanied to the ring by Alan Fiscus, first from Fayetteville, North Carolina, he is ‘the O.G.T.’ MAYNARD O’TOOLE!! And his partner, ‘Bad Ass’ MATT COVEY!!”

The trio makes their way down towards ringside, with Maynard waving dismissively to the fans. Covey spots a ‘Special Ed’ sign in the front row and snags it from the kid holding it, tearing it up and flinging the pieces to the ground. They get to the ring where Covey and O’Toole enter the ring, leaving Fiscus outside in his chair. The four men all stand in the center of the ring, staring down. The bell rings and Maynard and Covey instantly launch simultaneous attacks!

Daniels: “And here we go, right out of the gates! Covey punching Grantham back into the corner while Maynard blasts Collum with a lariat, taking both men over the top rope!”

Covey continues to maul GG in the corner, unloading with a series of body-punches before he grabs him around the throat with both hands, leaning into him with a choke. On the outside, O’Toole slams Collum’s head on the ring apron and then whips him towards the steel steps, but Eric reverses! Maynard falls hard into the cold steel, dislodging them from the side of the ring.

Masters: “Uh-oh, that didn’t go as planned. Collum now sneaking in behind Covey!”

‘Bad Ass’ turns but gets caught with a huge superkick from Collum, sending him reeling back into Grantham who recovers and snags him around the waist, taking him down with a huge German suplex! Collum heads to his corner as Grantham rises, pulling Covey to his feet. He whips him to their corner and charges in with a clothesline, blasting him before tagging Collum back in. He hops into the ring and the two begin to stomp away at Covey’s midsection!

Daniels: “And now the double-team from Grantham and Collum. Eric pulls Covey out of the corner and drops him down with a neckbreaker!”

Eric goes for the pin, but Covey kicks out before even a 2 count. Collum pulls him to his feet and whips Covey to the ropes, but it’s reversed! As Eric hits the ropes, Maynard moves to the side and drives a knee to the small of the back! Covey drills Eric to the mat with a spear! Matt kneels over Eric’s throat, choking him with his shin as he reaches up and tags in Maynard, who drops a huge elbow to the chest.

Masters: “I love this; both teams are just beating the hell out of each other.”

Daniels: “I’m rather enjoying it myself, seeings how everyone in there with the exception of the referee is a huge jerk!”

Maynard stomps away at Collum who tries to get to his feet, then kicks him in the ribs as he makes it to a kneeling position. O’Toole pulls Eric up by the hair, but Eric jabs him in the eye! He rocks him with a series of punches and then whips him to the ropes, but O’Toole reverses! He scoops up Collum on the rebound!

Masters: “Look at the power of Maynard O’Toole! Gorilla press slam!”

*THUD!*

Collum bounces off the mat after the big slam, and Maynard grabs Eric’s hair again, dragging him to the corner, tagging in Matt Covey. He enters and begins laying into Eric with a rapid series of stomps to the face and chest, as we hear Alan outside voicing his approval. Covey pulls him up and whips him into a neutral corner, rushing in after with a spear! Collum lifts himself up and over! Covey spears the ring-post!! Eric tumbles over Covey and dives, tagging in his partner!!

Daniels: “And Grantham gets the hot tag! Here comes O’Toole!! Grantham ducks the clothesline and spins around, grabbing a vulnerable Maynard and lifting him up, driving him to the mat with a spinebuster!!”

Masters: “Covey pulling himself out of the corner! Kick to the gut…DDT!! Grantham is on fire!!”

Grantham makes a move for O’Toole…

*DING!!*

Daniels: “O’Toole with a punch right to the groin!! That’ll stop ANY hot tag dead in it’s tracks! Wait, here’s Collum!!!”

Both announcers yell out in unison as Collum comes flying into the ring, catching Maynard off-guard with the 720 DDT!! Covey is up as Collum recovers, and he rushes in, PUNTING HIM IN THE FACE!! He pulls Grantham up, looking for the B. I. O. Y. A!! He starts to lift him up for the powerbomb, but Grantham blocks it! Dazedly, Eric leaps from the ground springing off of Grantham’s back and blasting Covey with an enziguri!! All four men are down!!

Daniels: “What an exchange there! All four men are down with Grantham getting up slowly! Remember, Grantham and Covey are the legal men right now!”

Grantham gets up slowly, and makes a move behind Covey, lifting him up on his shoulders, looking for the 4.0!! Covey flails around, driving his elbow into Grantham’s face! They fall forward with Matt taking Grantham down with a bull-dog!! Matt moves to his feet and staggers to his corner, tagging in O’Toole, who had returned to his corner. Collum has rolled to his corner as well, slowly pulling himself to his feet. Maynard comes in and swings a fist, but GG blocks, blasting O’Toole with one of his own! And another! He whips O’Toole to the other side, but Maynard reverses, dropping down with a drop toe-hold!

Daniels: “The take-down and…MAYNARD LOCKS IN THE UNDERTOW!!”

The live crowd goes nuts as O’Toole locks in his signature hold, and Grantham flails around, stuck in the middle of the ring! Collum comes out of NOWHERE, baseball sliding into O’Toole, breaking the hold! Covey comes charging back in and plows into Collum, sending the two through the ropes to the outside, throwing punches. Grantham and O’Toole make it back to their feet, and start trading punches! Grantham rocks Maynard against the ropes and paces back, charging back in with a clothesline! Maynard dodges to the side!!

*SNAP!*

Daniels: “Good lord! Fiscus just broke his crutch over Grantham’s FACE!”

Masters: “That’s an accident if I’ve ever seen one!”

Daniels: “Yes, exactly! Wait…what!?”

Grantham staggers back and O’Toole spins him around and gives him a solid kick to the goin!! He sets him up and….OPIATE!! O’Toole with the cover!!

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*DING-DING-DING!*

Daniels: “That’s the match! Covey and O’Toole remain on their roll with a little help from Fiscus!”

Masters: “You can bet that this isn’t the last time these men have faced off, Jarred! There’s some bad blood beginning to boil between them!”

Covey and O’Toole celebrate in the ring, joined by Fiscus who is leaning on his one unbroken crutch as Collum helps Grantham up outside the ring. The two teams trade trash-talk as we go to a commercial..

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Daniels: What the hell?! Again?!

Masters: Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! And the mysterious hog tying continues!

Daniels: Let's get a camera back there to see who it is.

The shot switches to a hall way, that we are quickly passing through to find the newest victim of these seemingly random hog tying episodes. We see another corridor to our right which the camera man takes to the last locker room on the left. There are CZW officials already there, and are untying the former X-Division champion Krimzon Blaze. Once Blaze was able to reach his feet, he ripped the remaining ropes off of himself and walked past the camera. As the camera man turns to follow him, Jenny Jacobs jumps in front of the camera.

Jenny: Ok Jarred, we've learned that this mysterious hog tier is a large male with long hair. That's all Krimzon Blaze could tell us about him.

Just before Jenny could finish her report, Buck Evans rolls up in his wheelchair.

Buck: Damn, KB looked pissed. I hope whoever tied that jumpin bean up is man enough to take the beatin' KB's gonna try to give 'im.. Now, back to them two sumbitches out there by the ring.

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- FOR THE X-TITLE RECORD - IF EDDIE LOSES, HE VACATES THE BELT -=-

"Rated E For Everyone" EDDIE ROWAN vs. "The Five Star Superstar" EL PABLO

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TOWERS: "This is our main event of the evening, pitting two of the best X-Division champions the CZW has had against each other!"

The crowd cheers

TOWERS: "This is for the longest X-Division title reign, and if Eddie loses, he will vacate the title!"

The crowd boos

TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Seattle, Washington... the current CZW X Champion... 'Rated E For Everyone'... EDDIE ROWAN!!"

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

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

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

He proceeds to make his way to the ring with a bit of a hop in his step, the smile on his face is one that shows that he loves to be where he is, doing what he does. Eddie gestures at his gold, showing it off for the crowd a bit before rolling into the ring. He stands and throws his arms up, and a small pyro blasts from the ring-posts. He poses a bit more, bouncing on the middle of the second rope with his X-Divison title belt held high in one hand.

TOWERS: "And his opponent... hailing from Portsmouth, England... the current CZW World Heavyweight Champion.... 'The Five Star Superstar'... EL PABLO!!"

A hush descends over the crowd as the lights go out, leaving the arena in total darkness. The opening riff to "Been Training Dogs" kicks in, with bright white spotlights switching on and off in various places across the arena, keeping time with the beat. As the drums kick in, a huge wall of pyro shoots up from the stage, and El Pablo steps out to huge cheers from the crowd, dressed in his ring gear with dark sunglasses on his face. He wears the CZW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. He stands on the stage for a few seconds playing to the crowd, before bounding down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron and vaults over the top rope, then heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and climbs up, saluting the crowd. He repeats this on the adjacent turnbuckle, then removes his sunglasses and tosses them to a stagehand outside the ring. He takes off the belt and hands it to the timekeeper for safe keeping.

DANIELS: "We are in for a treat here tonight, William!"

MASTERS: "Agreed, but what is wrong with this Rowan idiot? Vacate the title? If it's not FOR the title, you should KEEP the title."

DANIELS: "Rowan is a noble man and RESPECTS the fact that EP never truly lost the title in the first place! The least he could do is keep EP's record in tact here."

MASTERS: "I still think it's stupid, who cares about nobility, it's all about the money baby!"

DANIELS: "You're not a good person. Eddie and El Pablo bump knuckles in a sign of respect, and the referee explains the rules. They agree and the bell sounds off. They begin circling each other, feeling the other out. They lock hands, and the strength test begins."

MASTERS: "Strength? These kids need to stick to what they know, and start jumping around like squirrels. That's what the crowd wants."

DANIELS: "Um, if you mean their highly deemable athletic ability, yes, it is what they want. It looks like the World champ is taking the lead, and slaps on a headlock. He's grinding it a bit, until Eddie tosses him to the ropes. Eddie drops down, EP leaps over him. Eddie then leapfrogs over EP on the rebound. Third time's a charm, as Eddie nails EP with a leaping leg lariat!"

MASTERS: "Rowan with the first strike! Eddie is smirking as EP is holding his mouth. EP nods, and they lock back up. pu**ies. EP again takes control, headlock combination into a wristlock. EP wrenches in, as he should. Wait, Eddie leaps forward... twists... damn this crazy X-division, I can't keep up!"

DANIELS: "Eddie with a twisting armdrag takedown, and they're both back up. They go for another lock up, but Eddie kicks EP in the gut. He drops a few forearms to his back, and irish whips him to a corner. He comes running in, but EP with a boot! EP gets up on the second turnbuckle, grabs Eddie.. Tornado DDT!"

MASTERS: "Awesome move, and the cover!"

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DANIELS: "EP in firm control now as picks up Eddie and locks on another wristlock. He turns it around to Eddie's back, in a chickenwing. He pushes Eddie to the ropes, for the roll up... but Eddie turns it over..."

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MASTERS: "El Pablo up on his knees, and Eddie nails a quick dropkick to his chest. Eddie runs to the ropes, and comes crashing down with a somersault legdrop across the throat of EP. He picks EP up and tosses him to the ropes. PERFECTLY placed hurricanrana, and the pinfall attempt!"

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DANIELS: "Eddie picks EP up, and nails a stiff European uppercut. He then throws him to the ropes, but EP holds on! Eddie notices, and runs towards him... EP ducks and spills Eddie out onto the floor!"

MASTERS: "They're taking it to the streets now, Jarred!"

DANIELS: "EP is measuring Eddie, who is taking a second to get up as he landed hard on that barely padded concrete floor... EP sees his opening and dashes to the ropes. He comes running, and NAILS Eddie with a suicide dive! Now both men are laid out on the floor."

MASTERS: "Risky moves lead to bad injuries. The crowd may have loved it, but how is EP's neck feeling after jolting right into Eddie? Looks like we might need to vacate the World title soon!"

DANIELS: "Over EP's dead body. Both men are stirring up, and begin throwing punches. EP takes charge and chops Eddie hard. He grabs him to irish whip him.. but Eddie reverses!"

* CRASH *

MASTERS: "OH! EP slams right into the guardrail. The fans near them are chanting CZW! CZW! and that's the only smart thing these idiots do. Eddie comes and takes hold of him. He pulls him over to the apron and slams his head down hard. A fan then hands Eddie a steel chair, this can't be good!"

DANIELS: "But you love it, William. As EP turns around, Eddie throws him the chair and he catches it... and Eddie nails a dropkick to the chair, to the face of EP! Eddie then tosses EP into the ring and goes for the cover."

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MASTERS: "HE KICKED OUT! Amazing. This dumb englishman doesn't know when to quit."

DANIELS: "Eddie lifts EP up and positions him. Eddie locks in a Texas cloverleaf! EP yells out in pain. The ref is checking on him, but he is not giving up. Eddie cinches in... EP reaches..."

MASTERS: "But Eddie drags him a few steps away from the ropes. Nice move, Rowan. He locks it on tight, but the brit is still refusing to submit. Just give up, you paper champ!"

DANIELS: "No way in hell is EP a paper champ!"

MASTERS: "McNeil should be the World Champion right now, Jarred, everyone thinks so."

DANIELS: "Well he's not, and that's what matters. Looks like EP has inched towards the ropes... and grabs one, forcing Eddie to release the hold. Eddie is up and kicks at the small of EP's back, furthering the damage. He picks him up, and tosses him to the ropes. He follows closely, and clotheslines EP right over the top!"

MASTERS: "Pay backs a bitch. With EP dazed on the floor, Eddie takes his turn at stalking him. He takes off.... corkscrew plancha! These idiots have no regard for their well being!"

CROWD: "CZW! CZW! CZW!"

DANIELS: "Both men are hurt now, as they're taking some time to get back to their feet. EP, surprisingly, is up first and clocks Eddie with a right fist. Eddie returns the favor. Eddie takes advantage, and goes to irish whip EP into the guardrail again. EP reverses!"

* CRASH *

MASTERS: "EP repaying the favor, Eddie slams hard into the guardrail! EP stumbles forward. Oh, wait... that crazy englishman has something on his mind!"

DANIELS: "It looks like EP has his sights set on one of those panes of glass from the Greenhouse Match from earlier... why has our ring crew not cleaned everything up? This is a hazardous enviroment!"

MASTERS: "EP has that pane set up like a table now, and turns his attention back to Eddie. But Eddie's not having it, as he just chopped the hell out of EP's chest! Again! Eddie goes to slam EP's head down on the glass.. but EP blocks it. Elbow to the gut. EP then turns Eddie and around... headsmash into the ringpost!"

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DANIELS: "EP is now setting Eddie up on the pane, laying him across it... what can this mean for Rowan?? EP slides into the ring, and climbs the turnbuckle. The crowd is electric now, William, they're calling for blood!"

MASTERS: "They are monsters, this is Eddie's well being at stake, this is -- Oh wait I don't give a damn. Go for it, EP!"

DANIELS: "EP lets the crowd almost get into a frenzy before leaping!! --"

***** CRASH!!!!!!!!! *****

DANIELS: "PABLO SPLASH THROUGH THE GLASS PANE!!!!"

CROWD: "CZW! CZW! CZW!"

MASTERS: "There is glass EVERYWHERE! Both men are out, of course! Look... each of them have little scraps and cuts on their bodies now, all over!"

DANIELS: "They're lucky their throats didn't get slashed! The referee doesn't know what to do, other than wait it out.. Neither man is even twitching just yet, this match might be over already."

MASTERS: "The risks these X-Division puds take to make a name for themselves, it's suicide!"

DANIELS: "Oh wait, it looks like EP is beginning to stir.. much to the delight of the crowd. He slowly, VERY slowly, gets up and begins to pick up Eddie. Eddie seems conscious again as well, and is standing up. EP tosses Eddie into the ring, and follows. EP goes for the cover!"

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MASTERS: "HOW the HELL did he kick out after that Pablo Splash through glass?? What a madman!"

DANIELS: "Extremely resiliant, Rowan is. That X title means a lot to him. EP seems shocked, and exhausted. He picks Eddie back up, sluggishly, and chops him hard once again. Drops of blood can be seen on the mat from the many small puncture wounds on each man's body. EP has Eddie where he wants him and tosses him to the ropes. Eddie ducks a lariat! On the rebound, and Eddie nails a spinning heel kick! Where did this second wind come from?"

MASTERS: "Who knows. Eddie has EP up, and returns a hard chop. Wait, look who it is... my man is here to make this main event interesting again!"

DANIELS: "Maynard O'Toole is slyly walking down the ramp and neither man has noticed. What does he want, William?"

MASTERS: "To entertain you!"

DANIELS: "Please. Maynard is ringside now, as Eddie nails EP with a back suplex. Eddie then calls for the top rope, and the crowd love it. He sluggishly gets up on the top turnbuckle, awaiting EP to stand back up. What does he have planned?"

MASTERS: "I don't know, but I bet you it'll break his own neck in the process. OH! --"

DANIELS: "WAS THAT?? SHOOTING STAR DROPKICK!!! WHAT A MARVELOUS DISPLAY OF AGILITY!!"

CROWD: "CZW! CZW! CZW!"

DANIELS: "Eddie with the cover!"

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MASTERS: "ANOTHER KICK OUT??"

DANIELS: "Even O'Toole was surprised with that one. Eddie is shocked as well, as he goes and picks EP back up. He tosses him to the corner nearest O'Toole, but EP reverses it and Eddie slams in hard. Eddie comes running in but EP leaps up, and Eddie slams into the ring post with his shoulder. EP then gets up on the 2nd turnbuckle again. Looks like he's going for a super sunset flip!"

MASTERS: "Look, what does Maynard have? Is that a taser!? YES!!"

DANIELS: "Why is he ruining this classic match?? Dammit! As Eddie was obstructing the ref's view while EP was trying to pull him up, Maynard ignited EP with that taser!! EP is stunned!"

MASTERS: "And as EP falls to the ground, Eddie doesn't know what happened either. That idiot thinks he did something to him, look at him! Ha. Eddie climbs up to the top turnbuckle after he realized the match wasn't over. Another dangerous move."

DANIELS: "Eddie leaps.... ST. EDWARDS FALL!! That devestating 630 legdrop! Eddie with the cover on the World champ!"

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DANIELS: "Eddie keeps the X title and the X record!! But what a tainted victory!"

MASTERS: "A victory is a victory, Jarred. That's all that counts!"

DANIELS: "Look, Eddie sees Maynard now! He looks down at EP and I think he realizes what's happened. He suddenly runs and leaps, nailing Maynard with a suicide dive! They brawl on the outside, but Maynard is fresher and takes the quick control. He tosses Eddie back into the ring, and comes in. He drops a few kicks to Eddie and then goes to pick up EP. But EP is awake, and chops Maynard to the throat! EP kicks Maynard in the gut... Sitout jawbreaker! Maynard stumbles backwards, and Eddie Rowan is back up and nails him with a swinging neckbreaker."

MASTERS: "Wait, what does this imbecile want??"

DANIELS: "Ronnie McNeil runs down to the ring, and you're right William... what does he want?"

MASTERS: "He comes in, and NAILS EP with a full nelson slam. But he grabs Eddie, and nails him with the Kiss Of The Rose!! He then picks up Maynard, and goes for a Flawless... but Maynard somehow blocks it by throwing him off. They begin to brawl with EP still laying on the mat, and Eddie is beginning to recover in a corner... Wait, what's this??"

As all men fight in the ring, suddenly the crowd silence and then erupt with huge boos and even strangely a few cheers as Jesse Montana pops up on the Combat-Tron. Clearly the superstars stop, looking shocked, Jesse with a few bruises on his face as he lies down in his bed in his home in Miami, Florida.

Jesse: Stop…Stop…DAMMIT I SAID STOP!

His strict voice echoes around the arena as the fans react, chanting ‘Jesse is Dead’ ‘Jesse is Dead’, the superstars and commentators stunned

Jesse: What? Were you expecting me to be dead? Did you think Montana was deceased? Gone? Did you expect the Reign to end just like that?

The fans cheer hoping it was true. Jesse smirks, then aggressively replies, now leaning forward into the camera.

Jesse: No…No…NO…It doesn’t happen like that, I do not leave CZW like that, one push, one fall, one death defying leap, that does not finish the legacy of Montana. What happened at Horrorcore, we all witnessed it, we all heard the landing, the crash, the bang, we saw Jesse Montana crash through the glass and fall over 25 feet. So we all asked ourselves, who did it? Who was the assailant? Who pushed Montana?

The fans begin to chant ‘Maynard pushed you’ as Maynard looks around, then gulping before he says, ‘No I didn’t Jess’. Jesse growls as he thinks of the assailant, then stares with passion deep into the camera as his face stares at each and everyone in the arena

Jesse: Not yet have I worked out who committed the most unintelligent crime known to man. But I can tell you this…The only man that can be held responsible, the true assailant, right now…that one person is me…Jesse Montana.

The fans go silent as they are stunned by what he says. Jesse now starts to talk in a low and robotic tone

Jesse: The greed I held inside of me, the unstable amount of passion I felt for that Title, the adrenaline it gave me, the power I felt, my weakness was that Title. Jesse Montana would never of let himself fall over 25 feet, he would have never let himself be attacked by such a vile person. Jesse Montana always had something up his sleeve, he always had the last laugh, he always was…ONE STEP AHEAD. That Gold, it released the very person I was, the legacy I had built, it broke me down week by week, every time I held that belt in my arms, I felt a piece of Jesse Montana die inside.

Jesse suddenly looks around, the men inside the ring looking up, Ronnie desperate to find out the truth of this World Title situation, and so are the fans.

Jesse: So Ronnie, El Pablo…even Maynard O’Toole, ask yourselves…is it worth it? Are you ready to put your whole body, your whole soul, your whole spirit on the line? Are you ready to risk it all? This Title is a gamble. Do you want the CZW World Heavyweight Title that bad?

The men all shout yes they are followed by chants from the fans, as they chant for their favorite, mainly El Pablo chants ring throughout the arena.

Jesse: Well I am watching from my home in Miami, Florida. I am stuck in this damn bed, I have to be waited on by the imbeciles that work by my side. People who can’t even understand English. I have to sit at home and watch MY COMPANY on a damn Television screen. I watch as MY COMPANY gets taken over by headstrong egos, and the person who put this place on the map, the person who revolutionized CZW as a global brand, the person who undoubtedly has proven himself to be the pinnacle of Wrestling and Sports Entertainment, the Hall of Famer and Greatest World Champion ever…I HAVE TO SIT AT HOME AND DO NOTHING. Well…you can break my bones, you can take away my wrestling career for the near future, you can nearly kill me but I will not EVER…I will never step one foot away from CZW…the business I love and help build…I will never leave and true, the person who pushed me, you may have killed your one true enemy inside the ring…but Jesse Montana still runs the show, he still is the President of CZW and you know what…I am coming BACK TO CZW AND BACK TO THE RING.

There are a few cheers as Jesse passionately shouts it out, but the men inside the ring are getting anxious.

Jesse: I am not wrestling unfortunately for quite some time, but I have faith in the talent that CZW has found. Three men, Ronnie, El Pablo, Maynard, they are just three of many that make CZW so powerful. Controversy has shadowed the World Title situation for quite some weeks now, however Jesse Montana has found his voice and it’s time to take my Company back. So for you guys, quit the questions, because here is your answer. At Collateral Damage, it will be El Pablo vs. Maynard O’Toole vs…

RONNIE McNEIL…in a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH.

Ronnie McNeil goes crazy inside the ring as the fans cheer loudly, Maynard looking slightly sullen now.

Jesse: You guys want that Title so bad, well here is your chance, just don’t let me or CZW down.

CZW CZW CZW CZW!!!

Jesse: Now, back onto the incident which happened on the 31st October 2008...

The fans suddenly hiss loudly as Maynard screams from the ring, everyone shocked as Jesse stops talking.

Jesse Montana adjusts himself in his bed but the CZW superstars in the ring look surprised as the camera pans out to reveal that Karl’ The Jackal’ Jackson is standing just behind the CZW President, a sadistic smile on his face.

Daniels: That’s the Jackal, that’s the Jackal!!!

Masters: This could be bad… why is he in Jesse Montana’s home?

As Jesse opens his mouth to speak, the Jackal attacks him with a hard fist to the back of Jesse’s head. He then pulls him from his bed and delivers a vicious European uppercut that knocks him backwards back onto his bed. The Jackal then leaps on top of Montana and begins raining hard rights and lefts into his face. When he finally relents it is clear that Jesse is bleeding from a large gash above his left eye. The Jackal talks as he stands over an almost unconscious Jesse Montana, still lying on his bed.

Jackson: How do you like this Mr. President?

Jesse puts his hands over his face as he attempts to protect himself but the Jackal then pulls him up by his hair and holds him up for a few seconds before dropping him down and into the Jackson Crush! Jackal screams as he unleashes months of pent up aggression, pulling the hold in hard as Jesse’s face turns a deep red.

Daniels: I’m no Jesse fan but that is enough, that move is downright deadly!

Masters: I agree with you Daniels, Jackson has made his point.

The Jackal finally releases as foam starts dribbling from Jesse’s mouth. Montana slumps to the floor face down… out cold.

The superstars in the ring stare, silently at the titantron as the crowd appear stunned by the Jackal’s heinous attack.

The Jackal comes up to the camera…

Jackson: What I just did is take my first piece of retribution! Jesse Montana screwed with me for months, he cost me matches… he cost me title shots. I did not push Jesse Montana… but I promised that he would get what he deserves… and he will, starting tonight.

The Jackal looks at the floored Montana and then smiles as he turns back to the camera.

Jackson: You see that is just the beginning of what I have in store for Montana. And I am not alone. You see I have aligned myself with two of the very best in this company… The Graduate Gregory Grantham and… The Highlight Reel Eric Collum! We are the three greatest wrestlers in CZW period… and we will not, we cannot be stopped. Together we have one mission, and that is to take over CZW.

Daniels: Take over???

Masters: I think that is what he said…

The Jackal focuses his cold, blue eyes into the camera

Jackson: Maynard, I know you are listening. Tell me, how is the System of Supremacy going to look with no Jesse Montana to lead you?

The Jackal points to Jesse Montana, who is still out cold. He lifts up his head by the hair, revealing he is bleeding from the head and now the mouth after that horrendous spell in the Jackson Crush.

Jackson: Look at your leader Maynard! Look at your CZW President! He is a nothing, and from now on… it will be us screwing him!

And El Pablo…if you survive Maynard and McNeil… I want you to know that your title belt will be one of the first things we will be looking at owning. And even if you don’t survive, and you lose your title… we will still be taking XTC apart, so you can look forward to getting your ass kicked, just like your buddy Shawn did last week.

The Jackal snarls as he appears to be fired up, his eyes staring and his face reddened, the veins popping up at the side of his neck and head…

Jackson: I am the most dangerous man in CZW. At Collateral Damage I will make sure Mortis realizes this the hard way when I rip him limb from limb in my ring. And Matt Covey, I have heard the smack you talked about you being the most dangerous man. Let’s just say the best thing you can do is pipe down and join our team… or you won’t just be the most dangerous man in CZW history, you’ll just be history!

The Jackal then moves very close to the camera, his voice taking a more somber tone.

Jackson: And a little personal message for you Eddie Rowan. Congratulations on your little win last week. But it is the worst thing that could’ve happened to you; because now you are on my hit list… actually I mean our hit list! Next time we are in that ring… I am going to make sure I beat you, and not just beat you… but hurt you, badly!

The Jackal walks back over to Jesse, who is starting to stir. He kneels over him and grabs him hard around the face with his hand.

Jesse Montana, I wish you a speedy recovery. For I want you to be able to be there as your precious CZW and System of Supremacy is wiped out before your very eyes. I promise you now… in a few months from now you will be in that CZW ring, only it will be our ring, and you will kiss my feet, you will kiss Eric Collum’s feet and you will kiss Gregory Grantham’s feet… as we become… CZW!!!

The Jackal drops Jesse back to the floor as he adjusts his suit before leaving the room. The superstars remain in the ring, a little stunned. Maynard shakes his head, a look of anger on his face…

Daniels: Maynard looks pissed.

Masters: He sure as hell does, and who can blame him. The Jackal has just decimated Montana and now he says that he, Collum and Grantham are planning on taking over.

Daniels: Next week should be interesting, all three of them should be there at Collateral Damage… and of course we have that huge title match between Maynard, Pablo and Ronnie McNeill. But will Grantham, Collum and Jackal figure in that match up?

Masters: Who knows… but it should be awesome. I can’t wait!

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Krimzon Blaze is walking backstage...

Blaze: Shawn! Where are you?

He walks up a corridor and spots a group of medics surrounding two young Fire and Ice fans.

Blaze: Whoah! What happened! Was this the work of Covey?

Medic: No...it was Shawn!

Blaze: What?

Medic: Yeah...he was walking around, completely out of it...everyone was staying out of his way, mind you. Then those kids ran up, looking for autographs...and then...I'm sure you can guess what happened...

Blaze: Dammit! Did you see where Shawn went?

Medic: Yeah...he just left the arena...I haven't seen him since...I just heard him muttering December 12th over and over again...

Blaze raises an eyebrow. He shakes his head and walks off as the camera fades...