“Also Sprach Zarathustra” slowly begins to play, as an animation of deep space comes into view. A black orb floats into view, which begins to illuminate as the sun rises from behind it. The Earth slowly reveals itself, then a large metallic logo takes form on the planet, spelling out the letters “CZW”. Suddenly, the music cuts off, some static distorting the view as large fingers curl around the planet, the camera quickly zooming out. We can see that the hand engulfing the planet belongs to Ryan Shane, The Uprising standing behind him. He smirks to the camera, and crushes the planet in his hand! The scenes explodes, the logo for “Event Horizon” covering the field! “It’s The End of The World As We Know It” by The Suicide Machines begins to play, and a voice over speaks out, his words echoing!

Voice: “CZW and NJAW Present: Event Horizon!”

An animation of glass shattering and fire sparking up takes over, the CZW Television Title set in the center. The words “Smoke and Mirrors Match” appear beneath them! The opponents appear on the screen, Jigga C patting his title and smiling to the camera, as Mason Kaid simply lights up a cigarette, then blows out a cloud of smoke to the camera.

The QoC title flashes onto the screen, glistening a few times, before all of the competitors appear on the screen, ranging from Kandi Washington to Brenda Vixen, Cristal to Tatum Regan and Miss Michelle. Oh, yeah, Sirena Starr too, I guess…..

The CZW Global Tag-Team Titles smash into the scene, both teams appearing in front of it. Brian Blaze runs a hand over his chest hair gives a flirtatious look to the camera, while Christien Belanger places his hands behind his head and rotates his hips! Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce pat the titles they hold over their shoulders, then motion with finger guns toward the camera!

The X-Division Title flies in from overhead, the competitors doing the same. Jason X shake shis head, hyping himself up, before crossing his arms into an X, smirking to the audience! Krimzon Blaze adjusts the title around his waist, then crosses his hands into a hand sign.

Ladders crash up through the screen, a black briefcase hanging down overhead! The contestants for the Money in the Bank all appear on-screen! Big Nasty, CRYPT, Joshua Newsome, Matt Covey, Sam Attic, and Daniel Ward!

The CZW Intercontinental Title appears on the screen, the champion and challenger following suit! Alan Fiscus rubs his hands together and grins evilly into the camera, and Mike King points to the IC title he holds over his shoulder.

Finally, the CZW World Title takes command of the scene, the three competitors doing the same. Ryan Shane stares into the camera, then extends his fists to show his “Stay Down” knuckle tattoos. Pablo gives the camera a thumbs up, while slowly sneaking in a bag of skittles from out of frame, and T.J. Hix simply holds his title close.

The scene changes to the massive Tokyo Dome, fans reaching up to the camera and cheering their lungs out! The camera cuts to CZW commentators Jarred Daniels and William Masters at ringside!

Daniels: “Hello fans, and welcome to Event Horizon! I’m Jarred Daniels, with William Masters at ringside, and what a night we have planned for you!”

Masters: “The very fate of this company is on the line here in the illustrious Tokyo Dome. The smell of chaos is in the air, Daniels.”

Daniels: “That it is. Tonight is going to be a night remembered for lifetimes to come! Now, let’s start the action off right now!”

***

-=CZW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!=-
-SMOKE AND MIRRORS MATCH!-
Mason Kaid vs Jigga C (c)

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The crowd is building into a frenzy as crew finishes setting up the ring for the next match. The camera pans around the ring showcasing the various objects that have been placed around the ring. Inside the ring, each corner has a full length glass mirror placed leaning against the top turnbuckle. Around the outside of the ring there are three mirrored tables along the side of the ring apron. Opposite the entryway along side the ring apron is a 7' by 5' pit filled with hot coals, the flames from the pit rise two to three feet into the air. Various other weapons and flammable objects lay askew the ring.

Masters: This crowd is ready for carnage!

The lights black out all over the arena. The crowd silences before erupting in a loud chorus of boos as the opening lines of "Bartholomew" by the Silent Comedy blast all over the loud speakers. The lights begin to flash white all around the building.

The following contest is a falls count anywhere SMOKE AND MIRRORS match for the CZW TELEVISION CHAMPIONSHIP and is scheduled for one fall! Entering the ring first standing at 5'10", weighing 220lbs from Akron, Ohio MASON KAID!

A spot light shines on the entry way, nothing but smoke can be seen. Slowly a hooded figure emerges from the smoke.

Daniels: This one is going to be brutal, A long standing fued and two men who are looking for blood.

Masters: Not just blood but cooked flesh!

Mason Kaid confidently walks out a few steps in a black hoodie and dark blue jeans. His hands appear to have some sort of reflective surface and light shoots of them in every direction.

Daniels: What is that on Kaid's hands?

Kaid slings the defaced TV title over his shoulder. "Kill Your TV" spray paint still covers its once gold face. Kaid basks in the crowds hatred and smokes a cigarette with his open hand as the camera zooms in.

Masters: Is that broken pieces of mirror?!

Daniels: That's exactly what it is! Kaid has dipped his gloves in glue and rolled them in broken pieces of mirror.

Masters: No slow start for this Kid he wants to start the fight as quick and as brutal as he can.

Kaid slides into the ring and throws the Title into the referees stomach. He dramatically pulls back his hoodie to a massive boo from the crowd. Kaid takes off his hoodie and slides back to the ring corner. He then walks around the ring checking his surroundings and looking into the mirrors positioned around the ring.

"Right Above It" by Lil Wayne ft. Drake suddenly hits on the PA system and multi color lights flash all over the arena. The crowd jumps out of their seats with excitement.

And his opponent, stand at 6'5" from Richmond, Kentucky he is the reining and defending CZW TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!! JIGGA C!!!

Through the smoke a flame can be seen moving. Suddenly Jigga C sprints through the dense smoke wearing baggy blue wrestling pants and carrying a burning Kendo stick.

Daniels: Jigga C has come prepared as well!

Masters: I love this. Both men are looking to end each others careers here tonight on the biggest stage in CZW! EVENT HORIZON is about to be set on fire!

Jigga slides into the ring and runs right at Kaid with the Kendo stick. Mason Slides out of the ring and begins to walk around the apron. The crowd boos at Kaid.

Daniels: Looks like Kaid is going for another cigarette before the fight. Much to the frustration of Jigga C.

Kaid lights a cigarette and begins yelling at the crowd, and getting in the face of a fan holding a Jigga C sign. Near the ring stairs he turns back around and BOOM!

Masters: That was devastating! Jigga C from the top rope with a flaming Kendo stick to the head of Mason Kaid!

Daniels: Kaid did not see that coming at all and this match is underway!

Kaid stumbles forward trying to regain his balance. But Jigga blasts him in the back with a hard shot from the Kendo stick. Kaid falls to his knees and trys to pick himself up using one of the mirrored tables. Jigga waits until Kaid raises his head and baseball swings the Kendo stick to the side of Kaid's head. Flames shoot across Mason's face as he falls to the ground.

Daniels: Jigga C not letting up at all here.

Masters: He has waited a long time for this and isn't about to give Kaid any breathing room.

Jigga picks Kaid up by the hair and delivers a hard gut kick. Kaid buckles over in pain. Jigga makes quick work of converting into a impactful DDT. The crowd pops loudly for the move.

Masters: Mason isn't sure where he is after that one.

Daniels: The Champ is looking good in the opening of this contest.

Jigga pops up and grabs Kaid's legs, He looks around at the crowd smiling.

Daniels: And classic Jigga C here with the groin double leg drop.

Kaid bounces around on the ground in pain before Jigga C goes for the pinfall

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Kickout

Jigga picks Kaid up by the hair, this time rolling him into the ring. Kaid slowly trys to get to his feet as Jigga walks up behind him and delivers a vicious kick to the side of Kaid's head. Kaid falls face first to the mat. Jigga looks around to the crowd who builds into a frenzy. Jigga points to one of the mirrors in the corner and the crowd erupts in approval.

Daniels: Jigga looks like he is going to try to Irish whip Kaid into the mirror.

Masters: This could end things right here!

Jigga whips Kaid but he is able to slide out of the ring at the last second. Kaid walks over to the time keepers table and picks up the TV Title. Kaid then jumps the barricade and begins walking through the crowd away from the ring.

Daniels: Looks like Kaid has had enough of this and is trying to walk out with the title again.

Masters: But here comes Jigga C, he is having none of this!

Jigga jumps over the rail and begins running behind Kaid. He catches up to him a few rows back and whips him back towards the rails. Kaid hits the bar and flips back over crashing onto the concrete and dropping the title belt. Jigga climbs over the rail and once again picks Kaid up by the hair, this time he rolls him onto the mirrored table.

Daniels: Kaid appears to be out on that table.

Masters: What ever Jigga C has in mind here it isn't going to be pretty.

Jigga climbs up on the ring apron and performs a front flip leg drop off the ring apron.

Daniels: OH MY GOD, that table shattered into a thousand pieces.

Masters: I would say about 999 of them went into Kaid's back.

Jigga goes for the pin, hooking one leg.

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Kickout!

Daniels: How did he kick out from that!

Masters: I think Jigga is asking the same question.

Jigga rolls off Kaid walks back as far as he can and waits.

Daniels: Jigga Looks to be setting up that Running Shining Wizard.

Kaid gets to one knee a crimson mask of blood has formed on his face. Jigga sprints at him. When Jigga arrives Kaid twists his body and dodges the initial jump of Jigga. Jigga is disoriented and Kaid delivers a massive upper cut to Jigga's Jaw.

Daniels: Huge reversal by Kaid! Both men are down and busted open!

Masters: Kaid gets his first offensive move in this match and Wow was it big. That glass sliced up Jigga's face like butter.

Daniels: Lets see if Kaid can capitalize as both men are slow to get up.

Both men slowly stir to there feet but it is Jigga C who gets up first. Blood oozes from his mouth and Jaw. Kaid slowly pulls himself up by the ring apron and rolls into the ring. Jigga follows him into the ring and charges him.

Daniels: Kaid with a ring shaking spinebuster! And the challenger is now showing some life in this match.

Kaid quickly follows up with a blatant choke.

Masters: Completely legal in this match and maybe just what Kaid needs to slow down the Champs offense.

Kaid breaks the hold, grabs Jigga by the hair and lifts him right into a reverse DDT in the middle of the ring. Kaid walks over to one of the floor length mirrors in the corner. He picks it up and lays it on top of Jigga. Kaid then climbs the open turnbuckle and elbow drops the back of the mirror. Shattering it over the back of Jigga C.

Daniels: Talk about high risk, Kaid just sacrificed his body and broke that mirror directly into the back of Jigga C.

Masters: Both men are completely covered in blood, this crowd is going wild!

Slowly Kaid makes it back to his feet. He looks around the ring and walks over to another mirror in the opposite turnbuckle. Kaid picks up the Mirror and body slams it on top of Jigga C. The second mirror impacts hard over Jigga's body shattering all over the ring. Blood pours from Jigga's Forehead and body.

Daniels: Kaid should go for the cover here what is he doing.

Kaid looks over the damage and rolls out of the ring. He walks over to his Jacket and pulls out a cigarette and Zippo. Kaid quickly light the cigarette and deeply inhales it.

Masters: Break time!

Kaid takes a few more quick drags of the cigarette then pulls a can of lighter fluid out of his coat pocket. Kaid climbs back into the ring and begins to douse the turnbuckles behind one of the remaining mirrors with fluid. Kaid looks back and sees that Jigga is starting to climb to his feet. Kaid lights the bottom turnbuckle which slowly ignites the other two above. Kaid then falls to his back and lays down.

Daniels: Kaid is playing possum and Jigga doesn't see the fire behind the mirror!

Jigga C charges at the downed Kaid. CRASH!!!!

Daniels: DROP TOE HOLD! Jigga C just went face first through the mirror and impacted on the burning turnbuckle!

Masters: GLASS! FIRE! STEAL! All right into the face of Jigga! This is over!

Kaid quickly goes for the cover and lifts his feet onto the ropes, digging glass further into Jigga's back and gaining leverage, as the turnbuckles continue to burn.

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Daniels:NO! Ref is saying Jigga kicked out at two!

The crowd erupts and Kaid can't believe it. Kaid begins arguing with the referee. The ref doesn't back down though and Kaid takes his temper tantrum outside.

Masters: I can see why Kaid's upset but he needs to be following up on this.

Kaid grabs another cigarette out of his jacket and slide back into the ring. He walks over to the burning turnbuckle and lights the cigarette. Kaid then grabs Jigga and applies a rear naked choke. Clutching the cigarette with his teeth the entire time.

Daniels: Looks like Kaid is going to try for a submission, he has that locked hard.

Kaid takes the cigarette out of his mouth and grips it over Jigga's face. clutching it over his mouth while applying pressure to the neck.

Masters: Kaid has cut off Jigga's air supply and replaced it with nothing but smoke. That is a hard hold to get out of when you can breath. There is no way Jigga cant get out of this hold.

Kaid wrenches away at Jigga, never letting even the slightest bit of air into Jigga's lungs.

Daniels: Jigga C appears to be fading fast, hes lost a lot of blood already and now he is running dangerously low on air.

The ref checks to see if Jigga has passed out. He lifts Jigga's hand above the mat. Kaid pulls harder. The ref drops the hand

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The ref raises Jigga's hand a second time and drops it...Jigga's arm lifelessly falls to the ground.

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The ref raises the hand a third time.

CRASH!!!!!!

Daniels: JIGGA KICKED THE LAST REMAINING MIRROR IN THE CORNER AND IT FELL DIRECTLY ONTO KAID'S HEAD!!!!

Masters: How did he pull that off! I thought he was unconscious!

Kaid releases the hold and holds the back of his head, trying not to roll around in the ring which is now covered in the shattered glass from all 4 broken mirrors and blood from both men.

Jigga climbs to his feet and takes a moment to catch his breath.

Kaid is slow to recover but makes it to his feet.

Daniels: Both men up and looking to continue. What will end this?!

Kaid and Jigga stare into each others eyes and both hesitate to attack.

Masters: I think both men are shocked the other one is still standing.

Kaid leans down and picks up the burning cigarette he dropped and takes a drag, as Jigga takes gasps of air. Both men seem refreshed, Kaid throws his cigarette down and charges,

Daniels: Kaid attempting a "Drone Strike"!

Masters: But Jigga counters with a huge sidewalk slam!

Daniels: Jigga picks Kaid up and whips him into the burning turnbuckle. The padding has mostly turned to ash and Kaid impacts on the heated steel.

Kaid crumples into the corner and rolls out of the ring. As he catches his footing and walks along the ring side he begins to regain his composure while standing next to a mirror table.

Daniels: SUICIDE DIVE!

Masters: Jigga just dove from the ring and drove Kaid and himself right through the table!

The crowd chants CZW! CZW! CZW! as both men lay helplessly on the floor.

Daniels: Jigga makes it too his feet but again not going for the pin he is looking around the ring for ways to cause more carnage.

Masters: Both men are more interested in inflicting pain on the other then ending this war. but I think Jigga might be trying to put Kaid away once and for all here.

Jigga walks over to the remaining Mirror table and begins to drag it around the ring. He pulls it around the corner then pushes it over the fire pit. The flames reach just below the bottom of the mirror.

Masters: Jigga has a look in his eye that would scare a demon.

Daniels: Kaid back to his feet, and a vicious running clothesline to the challenger!

Kaid falls to the floor. The crowd erupts and Jigga raises his arms up and down with his palms raised to get them pumped up. They respond which seems to fire up the Champion. Jigga picks up Kaid and drags him towards the fire pit. Kaid trys to break away but Jigga turns around quickly.

Masters: Pimp SLAP!

Kaid is knocked senseless and Jigga rolls him up onto the mirror above the firepit.

Daniels: Kaid is in a precarious position and now Jigga is climbing up with him.

Jigga picks up Kaid both men standing on the glass.

Daniels: Jigga is setting up for the TKO!

Kaid suddenly pulls a hand held mirror out of his side pocket and smashes it to the side of the face of Jigga C. The mirror shatters across his face.

Masters: Where did that even come from?!

Jigga swings wildly at Kaid, Kaid ducks

Daniels: PUPPET STATE THROUGH THE MIRROR TABLE AND INTO THE FIRE PIT!!

Masters: WHAT A REVERSAL!

Kaid hops out of the pit, Jigga struggles but pulls himself out.

Kaid charges right as Jigga gets to his feet.

Daniels: DRONE STRIKE!!!!

Masters: He usually hits that Thez press and follows up with elbows but with his gloves covered in glass. Kaid is pounding away at the face of Jigga.

Kaid punches Jigga several times then walks over to the ring bell table and grabs the TV Title. Kaid walks back to Jigga while holding belt. He then rolls Jigga back in the ring. Kaid grabs another cigarette and lights it before entering the ring.

Masters: I think Jigga maybe out cold here.

Kaid climbs into the ring and throws the belt into the center of the mat. Kaid slowly walks over to Jigga C and picks him up. Daniels: THE FALSE FLAG, Kaid just hit his Phoenix Plex with Jigga's back landing directly on top of the TV Title. 1....

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The ref hops up and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Announcer: Your Winner and NEW CZW TELEVISION CHAMPION MASON KAIDDDDDDD!

"Bartholomew" By Silent Comedy hits on the arena speakers as Kaid slowly crawls through the glass and blood to the corner to pull himself up. the ref hands him the TV Title. Kaid snatches it away climbs the turnbuckle as he slowly raises the belt, the crowd loudly boos him. Kaid then puts the belt around his waist and quickly exits the ring.

Masters: What a battle between these two men. We knew it would be extreme but I don't think anyone expected that!

Kaid lights another cigarette and walks down the entry way headed towards the locker room, fans begin throwing cups at him as he yells random obscenities at them and posing with the Title but it is clear with each step that Kaid is very woozy and in an extreme amount of pain.

Daniels: Well a huge win for Mason Kaid capturing the first gold of his career and a big blow against CZW in the war against The Uprising.

Masters: What's this!?

The camera focuses on Kaid who's cocky attitude of moments ago has completely disappeared. Kaid has a terrified look on his face and begins to stumble backwards. The camera swings to the entryway and we see an older white male with grey hair in a black suit. He has a smug smile on his face and stares directly into Kaid's Eyes.

Daniels: That's the same Man in Black that visited Kaid in the Hospital a few weeks back! What is he doing here?

Masters: And the bigger question is why is Kaid so afraid of him?

Kaid turns around and despite the pain moves at a fairly quick pace. Kaid stumbles around the ring past the fire pit and clumsily climbs over the rail to exit through the crowd. The Man in Black looks over the damage in the ring and smiles as he turns around and walks to the back.

Daniels: Despite the extreme pain Kaid seemed to be in no mood for dealing with that mystery man.

Masters: I would say he was afraid but is it possible for Kaid to fear anything?

Daniels: Of course we will bring you updates on any breaking news regarding this strange story surrounding our new Television Champion Mason Kaid!

***

-Ryan Lewis is standing backstage, he hold his hand to his ear, someone is talking to him in his ear piece, she looks confused for a second.-

Ryan Lewis: What? Are you sure it’s him? What is he doing here? Yeah I’m on my way right now!

-Ryan nods and garbs the shirt of his camera man.-

Ryan Lewis: Let’s go, keep that on and follow me, NOW!

-Ryan takes off in a sprint and the camera man runs to follow, the footage is bouncy as they dodge wrestlers and CZW staff members.-

Ryan Lewis: Out of the way, MOVE!!!

-Ryan cuts around the corner and stops in front of the backstage door that leads to the garage. He bends over with his hands on his knees trying to quickly catch his breath.-

Camera Man: What are we doing, who are we waiting for?

Ryan Lewis: Just…. Keep…. That…. Camera…. On…. This…. Door!

-The camera man focuses the lens on the door as Ryan raises up and straightens his coat, the door opens and in walks a man most people have seen but not in the CZW, he’s wearing a pair of jeans and a blue DXM t-shirt, Ryan stand there in disbelief, he was told who was walking through that door yet it still seems unreal, the fans have a mixed reaction to what they are seeing on the main screen, must boo because let’s face it they hate him yet some mark out to seeing Xavier Reid on CZW programming.-

Ryan Lewis: Excuse me for being blunt but WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?

Xavier Reid: Wow that was a warm welcome Ryan, I wasn’t expecting you to roll out the red carpet for me but ‘what the hell are you doing here’, well not exactly the way I thought we’d start off our conversation, Konnichiwa Mr. Lewis.

Ryan Lewis: Well excuse me for being so blunt but you are under contract with, hell can we even say those three letters without getting sued?

Xavier Reid: Better play it safe and not Mr. Lewis, O’Sullivan is a prick and I’d hate to see you fired and out turning tricks to pay the rent.

Ryan Lewis: Are you signing with the CZW?

Xavier Reid: Mr. Lewis like you said yourself I’m under contract, I have a non-compete clause in that contract, so for now no, I’m not here to sign with the CZW.

Ryan Lewis: Does CZW owner Derek Damage know you are in the building tonight, did he invite you here?

Xavier Reid: Derek Damage is a fucking tool and I don’t give a rats ass what he thinks, technically I’m a CZW alum, sure they stuck in dark matches and didn’t give a shit about me while I was here but hey, I’m not bitter.

Ryan Lewis: Yeah you don’t sound bitter at all, but that doesn’t explain why you are here in Tokyo, Japan at CZW’s Event Horizon.

Xavier Reid: Simple Mr. Lewis, I was invited!

Ryan Lewis: By Derek Damage?

Xavier Reid: By Ryan Shane, see you may not be able to say the three letter of the company I work for but you can say these three letter, DXM, it’s a brotherhood Ryan and tonight here at Event Horizon my brother fights for the biggest prize in this company, the CZW World Title, Ryan Shane was in the house the night I became a World Champion and tonight I’ll be in the house when he becomes CZW World Champion, it’s a brother thing.

Ryan Lewis: Brothers, sure Xavier, you really want to go with that?

Xavier Reid: You have a problem with it?

Ryan Lewis: Aren’t you the man that turned your back on your DXM Brother Justin Marsham?

Xavier Reid: Ha! Do you have brothers Mr. Lewis?

Ryan Lewis: Yeah, one, he’s kind of a dick.

Xavier Reid: Yeah well I’m kind of a dick, see brother fight from time to time, they get pissed at each other and fly off the handle, that’s what I did, I’m like the younger brother who wants to be noticed, to get out of his brothers shadow and Justin Marsham has a pretty big shadow, he knows I’m sorry for that and in time we will bury the hatchet but tonight is about Ryan Shane and him finishing his quest to become CZW World Champion, as a DXM brother I came here to support him.

Ryan Lewis: DXM is no more, you three aren’t even in the same company.

Xavier Reid: You think we all have to be under the same banner, DXM is a concept to make professional wrestling better, we took the three best in this business and joined forces to raise the bar for everyone but not everyone liked what we did, they resented us for doing this, see they were happy just being bland, they hated that the three of us demanded better from them, better from everyone, see we were doing this for them but they couldn’t see that, hell the management couldn’t see that and ran one of us off, he is here now in the CZW.

Ryan Lewis: Ryan Shane.

Xavier Reid: Yes Ryan Shane, he was willing to step back and let Justin Marsham carry the World Title, even though everyone wanted the three of us to fight we stood firm in our beliefs and it cost him his job. There have been cliques in this business but never has one stretched multiple companies Mr. Lewis, the three of us may be representing three different companies but it doesn’t mean we still don’t believe in what we preached, it doesn’t mean we aren’t still trying to raise the bar for everyone in this business. People can fight it, hell owners can fight it but they can’t stop it Mr. Lewis, you can’t stop this movement of improvement, sure they are all happy and content with that works now but they lack the vision to look into the future, what is going to happen when the stars of today are gone or no longer able to live up to the standards set, the CZW is ahead of the curve, well ahead of the place of my employment but I’m on a mission to change that thinking no matter how much they fight me but Ryan Shane winning tonight will raise the bar here in the CZW, it will force the likes of El Pablo and TJ Hix to raise their games or fall back down into the abyss of irrelevancy.

Ryan Lewis: But you and Ryan Shane aren’t together anymore, he has a new group.

Xavier Reid: Yes Ryan Shane now has The Uprising, I had The Elite, but the two of us and Justin Marsham will always be DXM and that trumps everything. The Uprising is his tool to create change here in the CZW but do you think if Justin Marsham and myself where here he’d need The Uprising? We take on new member and new friends as measures to create change, we create new factions and stables as interments of change but it will always come back to three men and three little letters, D…..X…..M!!!!

-Cassidy Fontaine walks around the corner and stands next to Xavier Reid.-

Cassidy Fontaine: Xavier, you made it, Ryan has a suite waiting for you. You understand you can’t go backstage.

Xavier Reid: Yeah I get it Cass, Mr. Lewis always a pleasure; you make Stevie Rhymes look like a complete buffoon.

-Xavier walks away with Cassidy Fontaine as Ryan Lewis mouths Xavier Reid in disbelief of what just happened.-

***

All five Wayward Sons and Tatum Regan are in their locker room. King and Blaze have their titles around their waists and all five have Wayward Sons shirts on.

King: "Lady and gentlemen, tonight is a big night for The Wayward Sons. Tonight we heard the excellent news that Mike Monroe will be able to return soon. Congratulations Mike."

Mike nods.

Monroe: "Thanks Mike. I am ready to get back in the ring."

The other members pat Mike.

King: "Not only that but Tatum has a chance at the CZW Woman's title in the Battle Royal."

Tatum nods.

King: "Krimzon Blaze will successfully defend his title against Jason X."

Blaze nods and hi-fives the rest of his stablemates.

KB: "Jason X, the Code of Silence has chosen you tonight."

King: "Then we have Daniel Ward and Joshua Newsome. One of you will bring home the money in the bank briefcase."

King looks at the two of them.

King: "And that will only happen if you work together."

Ward and Newsome nod.

King: "And then to top it off, I will beat Alan Fiscus en route to becoming the most successful CZW Intercontinental Champion. Tonight The Wayward Sons will win the battles and the momentum in this war. We will fire some of the most important shots in this war."

King sticks his hands in the middle of the circle and the rest of the Wayward Sons join him. They break and the scene ends.

***

-=CZW QUEEN OF COMBAT CHAMPIONSHIP BATTLE ROYAL!=-
Kandi Washington vs Cristal vs Tatum Regan vs Miss Michelle vs Brenda Vixen vs Sirena Starr

***

JESSICA TOWERS: “The following match is a six female over-the-top-rope elimination Queen of Combat Championship battle royal and introducing the first participant standing to my left, she is a former CZW Queen of Combat Champion and billed from Hollywood, California… “The Shining Star” Sirena Starr! “

Sirena checks on the ropes and stretches against the top rope while the crowd goes absolutely crazy for the female star.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Now standing to my right, she is billed from Tiffin, Ohio… “The Toxic Lovably” Tatum Regan!”

Tatum cracks her knuckles as she’s leaned back in her corner to the stiff sounds of cheers coming from the crowd.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Standing across the ring, billed from Boston, Massachusetts… Miss Michelle!”

Michelle’s leg is kicked up on the second turnbuckle and she’s stretching them while the fans boo and the women in the ring eye her.

JESSICA TOWERS: “In the fourth corner, billed from Parts Unknown… Brenda Vixen!”

The arena now grows powerfully quiet as Brenda Vixen stares intensely at her competition. The lights dim down and “Party Hard” by Andrew WK starts to play through the public announcement sound system.

JESSICA TOWERS: “The next participate billed from Telluride, Colorado… “The Rainbow Mistress” Cristal!” Rainbow colored lights begin flashing as Cristal steps out from the curtains wearing a red Santa Clause hat. She has a cannon gun in hand and kneels down at the top of the ramp and aims to the right side of the arena. She shoots out confetti and then she does it again to the left side. She sets her cannon down and hustles down the ramp as she slaps a few fans’ hands as she makes her way to the ring. She hops on the apron and slides inside the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle. She takes off her Christmas’ Santa hat and flings it into the crowd. She blows a theatrical kiss to her adoring fans and flings her arms back, but then forward as it starts to rain skittles in the crowd. She hops off the turnbuckle and turns to the ramp when her music becomes interrupted. “Get Naked” by Method of Mayhem starts playing through the public announcement speaker system.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Introducing the final participant, billed from Sin City, Nevada… “The First Lady of Wrestling” Kandi Washington!”

Strutting out to red and green lights flashing, Kandi Washington is dressed in a pink and white Santa’s Little Helper attire with knee-high block heeled boots. She struts down the ramp ignoring the crowd as she makes her way to the ring. The five other women start pacing around inside the ring as they all show their impatience for Kandi. Kandi struts over to the steel stairs and hustles up them as she starts pulling candy canes out from her revealing top. She tosses them to the girls inside the ring as she steps onto the ring apron. She ducks low and steps her foot over the first rope and enters the ring. She leans back against the ropes with her hands on her hips as she’s staring at her competition.

JESSICA TOWERS: “And the special guest referee for this over the top rope elimination title match is newly signed Queen of Combat… Jenna Mourey!”

Jenna steps out from behind the announcer’s booth and kneels up on the apron as all six Queens look over at her. She waves to the fans and steps inside the ring. She walks to the middle of the ring and Jessica exits. Jessica stands in the middle and signals for the bell.

DANIELS: “And we are off Masters!”

MASTERS: “This one is for all the marbles. Who will be the next QOC Champion?”

DANIELS: “I don’t know Masters; my money is on Kandi or Cristal.”

MASTERS: “Those two do not have a very good chance in my opinion, but Brenda Vixen has the size advantage.

The six QOC run to the middle of the ring as they all collide with one another. Michelle and Cristal lock up with Michelle just slightly getting the edge. Tatum is slowed down with multiple chops to the chest by Brenda. Sirena Starr is backing Kandi up in the corner as those two have yet to get in on the action. Cristal pushes Michelle to the ropes and Michelle uses the ropes to stop herself. Cristal runs at Michelle and Michelle jumps up with a boot to the midsection. Cristal grabs her stomach and Michelle grabs the head of Cristal. As she attempts a tornado DDT, Cristal hangs Michelle out to dry over the top rope. Tatum is spun into the corner and Brenda Vixen charges at her. Tatum moves and Brenda runs into the turnbuckle chest first. Sirena swings her arm around Kandi, but Kandi bounces up with a poke to both eyes, catching Sirena off guard.

DANIELS: “This could certainly go anyway, but it looks like tensions are at an all-time high.”

MASTERS: “Michelle and Cristal are taking this rivalry to a whole other level. The brutality these ladies are demonstrating is phenomenal for this title match!”

DANIELS: “Tatum is showing her skill as she deals with the much bigger athlete in Brenda Vixen. Any one of these ladies would make a fantastic champion.”

MASTERS: “All except Kandi, if I do say so myself. She’s showing her vindictiveness with cheap shots and dirty tactics.”

As Sirena finally regroups from the poking of her eyes, Tatum runs up behind her and dumps her over the top rope.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Sirena Starr has been eliminated by Tatum Regan!”

Jenna motions for Sirena to go on back to the back as she turns her attention back to the five QOC in the ring.

DANIELS: “By God, it looks like we have our first elimination and who would have thought it was going to be former champion Sirena Starr?”

MASTERS: “It’s a shame, but now Tatum has locked eyes on Kandi. It doesn’t look good for Ms. Washington.”

Tatum proceeds to walk up to Kandi as Kandi backtracks against the ropes, but Brenda Vixen runs up behind Tatum with a powerful double forearm to her upper back, dropping Tatum down to the mat. She leans down, pulls Tatum up by her hair, and slams her face first against the mat. Brenda points and yells something at Kandi who nervously watches on from the corner. Meanwhile, Cristal and Michelle have taken this to the corner as Michelle’s foot is up under Cristal’s neck as she’s choking her. Cristal is helpless for the few minutes Michelle keeps her foot in place and then Cristal flops down to her knees. Michelle sprints toward her with a running knee, but Cristal rolls out of the way and Michelle hits the second turnbuckle knee first. Brenda has Tatum up to her feet and sends her flying into the ropes.

DANIELS: “It looks like Tatum might start being manhandled right about now.”

MASTERS: “I wouldn’t count her out just yet Daniels.”

Tatum bounces off the ropes and Brenda tries for a back body drop, but Tatum gains control with a hard kick to the chest. Brenda flings up, aiding her chest and Tatum takes her down to one knee with a running clothesline. Meanwhile, Miss Michelle has Cristal up on the top turnbuckle on the other side of the ring as she’s tries to eliminate Cristal.

DANIELS: “Hang on with all your strength Cristal!”

Tatum grabs the back of Brenda’s hair and proceeds to try and connect with knee smashes to the face, but Brenda shows her strength by muscularly shoving Tatum away into the ropes. Tatum bounces off the ropes and Brenda surprises her as she picks Tatum up off the mat with a gorilla press slam. She starts to press Tatum Regan as she walks to the ropes. Kandi starts to stalk Brenda from behind.

MASTERS: “Brenda Vixen has just dumped Tatum Regan over the top rope!”

JESSICA TOWERS: “Tatum Regan has been eliminated by Brenda Vixen!”

DANIELS: “What a powerful elimination!”

Jenna motions for the back as officials come to run toward Tatum as she focuses back on the match at hand. Kandi attempts to surprise eliminate Brenda from behind, but Brenda turns around as she shakes her head. Cristal starts elbowing Michelle in the face as Cristal comes down off the top turnbuckle.

MASTERS: “One of these QOC will be the next QOC Champion.”

DANIELS: “Yes indeed and three of the four will make a perfect champion to restore the dignity of the QOC division.”

Cristal with a spinning heel kick to the gut of Michelle and hopping up with a standing tornado DDT. Upon planting Michelle, Cristal turns her focus on Kandi who looks to be backing up into the ropes as she’s trying to talk Brenda down. Cristal walks up behind Kandi and startlers her. Kandi turns around and slaps Cristal, but Brenda grabs Kandi’s wrist as she lifts it up. Cristal and Brenda whip her into the ropes as Kandi holds herself back with them. Brenda charges at Kandi and Michelle sprints up with a spear to the midsection. Cristal grabs the back of Michelle’s hair and plants her with a simple belly to back.

DANIELS: “Brenda and Michelle are grounded. Cristal and Kandi have locked eyes. This intense battle has been waiting to happen for weeks now.”

MASTERS: “Kandi looks like she’s going to piss her pants and Cristal loves every minute of it.”

DANIELS: “Revenge is going to be sweet for Cristal.”

Cristal starts to march toward Kandi and becomes distracted as Brenda is standing to her feet, holding her midsection. Cristal turns toward her and Kandi runs up behind Cristal, latching onto the back of her hair, and slamming her back with a mat slam. Kandi stands on Cristal’s hair and pulls up on Cristal’s hands. Cristal is yelling out in pain while Brenda starts aggressively stomping down on Michelle whose curling over into a little ball. Brenda reaches down and lifts the red head QOC up to her feet and slams her back down with a snap scoop slam. She drills her elbow to Michelle’s chest with a falling elbow drop.

MASTERS: “Cristal’s head has got to be sore from that dirty hair pulling tactic and Brenda is taking it to Miss Michelle.”

DANIELS: “I have no idea which one of these women is going to walk away with the prestigious QOC Championship. It’s anybody’s game!”

MASTERS: “The QOC who does win it will have rightfully deserved the belt.”

Brenda leans down and yanks Michelle up and she runs Michelle to the side ropes, but Michelle gets her leg on the second rope. She runs backwards and bounces off the opposing ropes as she hits Brenda with a bicycle kick, but it doesn’t knock the big woman off her feet. Michelle runs and she clotheslines Brenda, but Brenda uses Michelle’s own adrenaline to send her over the top rope, but Michelle lands on the outside apron. She gets up to her feet and Brenda clocks her with an elbow smash, but Michelle blocks it. Michelle with a shoulder thrusts between the second ropes. She grabs the tights and the arm, she lifts Brenda Vixen over the top rope and suplexes her to the outside.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Brenda Vixen has been eliminated by Miss Michelle!”

DANIELS: “A powerful exit for a powerful QOC. Brenda has just been sent to the back!”

Jenna is pointing for Brenda to head to the backstage area as she’s pounding on the apron. Michelle reenters the ring and runs over to Kandi and Cristal who have hooked up in catfighting form. She takes both QOC down with a double clothesline.

MASTERS: “The final three and, Michelle look to be on fire after that strong elimination of Brenda Vixen.”

DANIELS: “She does, but she can’t let this adrenaline go to waste.”

MASTERS: “Her focus is back on Cristal, who is first up to her feet.”

Cristal turns around and backs Miss Michelle away with a spinning roundhouse kick. She bounces off the ropes with a flying clothesline down to the canvas. Michelle rolls up to her feet and Cristal takes her down with a dropkick. Kandi is sitting in the corner, holding her chest as Cristal runs at her, but Kandi capitalizes with a modified version of the drop toe hold on the second turnbuckle. Cristal stumbles to the middle of the ring and Miss Michelle grabs her by the hair and hops down as she drills Cristal face first into the mat with her sitout facebuster. Michelle grabs her and starts walking toward the ropes.

DANIELS: “Cristal is a heap of trouble right now. Can Miss Michelle finally beat Cristal?”

MASTERS: “Cristal is seconds away from winning the title and seconds away from losing. Come on Cristal!”

DANIELS: “Michelle is trying to get her over the top rope!”

As Miss Michelle pushes her up on the top rope, Cristal’s legs are wiggling over the head of Michelle as Michelle is trying to force her over the top rope, but as Cristal slowly climbs down off the ropes, she locks her legs around Michelle’s head with a headscissors hold. She spins Michelle over the ropes and falls to the apron herself.

MASTERS: “What an impressive recovery and surprising elimination!”

DANIELS: “Michelle cannot believe it and she’s physically assaulting Cristal who’s laid out on the ring apron.”

MASTERS: “Talk about a poor sport and Jenna Mourey has now left the ring to push Miss Michelle toward the entrance ramp.”

JESSICA TOWERS: “Miss Michelle has been eliminated by Cristal! “

Cristal slides in under the bottom rope and starts up on her knees as she’s holding her head. She reaches for the ropes behind her and starts to pull herself up. Kandi is strutting toward Cristal and she’s yelling out vulgarities as Cristal refocuses on her number one target.

DANIELS: “Now we are down to just Kandi Washington Cristal.”

MASTERS: “Who would have figured these two QOC would have been the final two? This is going to be an outright war!”

DANIELS: “The two look to be sizing each other up.”

MASTERS: “Cristal is not going to take much more of Kandi Washington’s trash talking though, Daniels.”

Cristal reaches for Kandi’s wrist, but Kandi latches onto the ropes with her opposite hand. Cristal starts to tug at her arm, but Kandi is holding on with all her might. She pulls Cristal in and drops her down on the second rope. Kandi takes a few steps back and delivers a soccer kick to midsection to the half standing Cristal. Cristal stands on her knees and Kandi lifts her up with a handful of Cristal’s hair in hand. She starts spinning Cristal around with a huge hair toss across the ring.

DANIELS: “Kandi may have just ripped a wad of Cristal’s hair out with that insanely vicious hair toss.”

MASTERS: “It’s all she knows how to do in an environment like this, but she better not give Cristal too much time to refurbish.”

DANIELS: “I hear that Will because Cristal is not one who should be taken for granted.”

Cristal kneels up holding her hair as Kandi is taunting the booing fans. Cristal yells something over to Kandi across the ring and Kandi starts toward her, but before she knows it Cristal takes her down with a dropkick. Kandi holds her chest and starts crawling to the ropes. Cristal reaches down and grabs a handful of Kandi’s hair from behind and lifts her up in a half-standing position. Cristal leans down and starts connecting with slaps against Kandi’s chest. The fans start counting, 1 … 2 … 3 … 4 … 5… 6… before Cristal shove her back down on the canvas.

MASTERS: “Do you see how Cristal has just lit up the chest of Kandi Washington with those numerous slaps?”

DANIELS: “I saw and heard them from way over here. Cristal is finally getting a little redemption on that wicked Kandi Washington.”

MASTERS: “She better stop playing with Kandi because there’s much more at stake than just revenge.”

Kandi is continuing to crawl toward the ropes while aiding her chest. She makes it to the ropes, but before she could climb up to her feet, Cristal turns Kandi around and holds her back against the ropes. She holds her right hand up and lifts the palm of it as she sends it spiraling down with a huge slap across the chest of Kandi. Kandi drops to her knees after crying out in pain.

CRISTAL: “Seven!”

Cristal yells as she lifts Kandi up and over her shoulder. She tries to toss her over the top rope, but Kandi holds onto the top rope as she’s kicking and screaming up on Cristal’s shoulders. Cristal loses control and Kandi slips down her backside. Cristal turns around and Kandi delivers a hard boot to the midsection as Cristal falls through the second rope, but lands on the outside ring apron.

DANIELS: “She needs to get back in the ring!”

MASTERS: “Kandi looks to be planning something of her own.”

DANIELS: “I think we may be very close to a winner here William.”

Kandi reaches between the ropes and lifts Cristal up to her feet. She pushes her face down on the top rope and starts rubbing her mask against the ropes.

MASTERS: “Rope burn!”

DANIELS: “Luckily for Cristal she has the mask to protect most of her face.”

Kandi continues to relentlessly rub down on Cristal’s face before pulling her back by the hair. She runs over and slams Cristal’s face against the top turnbuckle. She tries it for a second time, but Cristal gets her foot up on the second turnbuckle. She grabs Kandi’s hair and slams her against the top turnbuckle before going to the top rope. She leaps off the top rope and crashes across the chest of Kandi with a top rope crossbody. Cristal kneels up as she rubs her forearm across her mouth.

MASTERS: “Cristal’s lips look like they may be bleeding.”

DANIELS: “This is not going to sit well with Cristal, but she’s in control right now, and we are even further from deciding a winner.”

Cristal walks over to Kandi and stomps down on her lower back as she flattens Kandi on the mat. She leans down and grabs Kandi up to her feet and whips her into the corner. Cristal jolts over to the corner and Cristal aims for a high double knee smash, but Kandi moves and Cristal’s able to regain her balance on the top rope. She turns around and Kandi bounces off the ropes, knocking Cristal off into the seated position on the top turnbuckle. Kandi grabs Cristal’s ankles and she pulls her off from the top rope.

MASTERS: “It sounded like Cristal’s head just exploded upon its contact with the mat.”

DANIELS: “Kandi isn’t done with giving out concussions. She’s adding insult to injury with those multiple head pounds on the mat.”

MASTERS: “Cristal has to be feeling the effects of this match.”

Kandi stands up from Cristal’s chest with her hands gripped around her neck as she forces Cristal up to her feet. Kandi whips Cristal into the ropes, but Cristal reverses it. Kandi dashes off the ropes and performs the splits, followed by a bytch slap across the face. Cristal stumbles back against the ropes and Kandi charges her with a clothesline.

DANIELS: “Cristal just went over William; did her feet touch the floor?!”

MASTERS: “They absolutely did.”

DANIELS: “Kandi Washington has just defied the odds and walked away as the QOC Champion.”

Jenna gets the title from ringside and reenters the ring as she hands the belt over to Kandi Washington who snatches it from Jenna’s hands. Jenna raises her arm and “Get Naked” fills the speakers in the CZW zone. The fans begin booing as Kandi Washington raises her newly won championship high above her head.

JESSICA TOWERS: “Here is your winner and new Queen of Combat Champion… KANDI WASHINGTON!”

DANIELS: “This division is in a mound of trouble now that we have Kandi Washington as the QOC Champion.”

MASTERS: “I shutter to think what is next on this woman’s agenda now that she’s won the title.”

Cristal kneels down on the outside of the ring with her hands gripped on both sides of her head as she’s staring up at Kandi Washington in disbelief. Kandi Washington continues to add insult to injury as she’s holding the title up high enough for her to see it and the scene fades out.

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The camera does a close up on the entranceway as the fans in the Tokyo Dome are going crazy then "Man Up" starts to blast in the arena as the Crowd are now going crazy the arena then goes black then a big light flash on the entranceway and we now see The Lovely Zoe come out in a elegant red Dress and she then waves and poses as we now see the one and only Mack Beaudin comes out and looks at the crowd then Zoe and then he wipes his brow and starts to walk to the ring as he walks by he'd slapping hands and poses for quick pics as he and Zoe reach the ring and as he climbs the stairs he then lift the rope to let Zoe in as there both in the ring he looks at her and plants a big kiss on her and then asked for the mic.

Mack- Tokyo, Japan!!!! The #1 Draft pick is in the House!!!!

The Crowd starts to scream and we start to her Mack chants througout the arena.

Mack- WoW! you guys like me you really really like me. It been some years since i was in the ring and belive me its a honor to be back in the CZW for one night only also them giving me a chance to come out to thank each and everyone of you to be here tonight at Event Horizon.

I been out of the loop for some times and when i was in the back i was able to see some old friends and foes and also meet some new blood in the CZW and i have to say they do make me want to get back into the ring lace up my boots and get my wrestling gear on and have a good old wrestling match to show these Youngsters just what mack brought to the table. But trust me when i say this but i have to give this guys the respect they deserve and glad that they made a Company that im glad to be the start of into something so beautiful. Just like the Lovely Zoe.

Mack then points to Zoe and she starts to hear roars from the Crowd as she starts to wave and then wipes tears streaming from her eyes.

Mack- Sorry to put you on the spot sweety but you are killing that dress. But I wanted to let you all know that your in for a treat here tonight, I was looking at the line up tonight and i have to say you all will not be disappointed. I can go on and on about this but one of the reason im here tonight is because i want to be the first person to introduce the newest addition the the CZW. The first time i seen this man he was slamming some poor bloke face into a wall. I then took this man and placed him under my wing and trained him to perfect his craft as a fighter and now when i felt it was right i let the Beast loose and i dont really think CZW knew what they got themselve into signing this man. But i thought this would be the best place for My protege to make his name be remebered, Ladies and Gentleman i give you The Beast from Brooklyn, New York Boulder!

"The End" by Jim Johnston starts to play in the arena as the lights hits the entranceway as we see Boulder walk out and starts to walk towards the ring and hes not paying any type of attention to them as he then slides into the ring and walks towards Zoe and hugs her and then walks towards mack and gives him a pound and a hug and then looks at the crowd as the react to him

Mack- Boulder i know you travel a long way to get here and i know you wanted to make your presence felt in Japan, But trust me i tried to get your contract ion so we could atleast make your debut her but that was my fault and i have to apoligize for that.

Boulder then stops Mack and then asked for the Mic, Mack looks at Zoe and then the crowd and hands Boulder the Mic.

Boulder- Mack and Zoe i have to first say Thank you for taking your time to train me and also put me on a different path, if i would have went on what i was doing i dont think i would be in a good place and for that i have to thank you. Now you dont need to apoligize for me not having a Match tonight because the one thing i always remember you telling me was always always leave a impression. So i felt to show you just how thankful i am, im going to take one of these CZW out tonight and dedicate it to you.

My name is Boulder and i was trained by one of the best in the business and im going to show these punks in the back that I'm not here to make friends, I'm not here to have a match of the year, I'm not here to even have a wrestling match! I'm here to get somebody inside that ring and beat them to a inch of there lives then walk to the back and do it again night after night after night and so forth. After im done then they will know just what type of Beast i am. So sad to say im kinda happy im not going to have a match tonight her at Event Horizon, Because i rather just go out and catch a young punk and just demolished him and tell that person This is for Mack Beaudin and The lovely Zoe.

Boulder then hands Mack the mic and looks at him and Zoe and shakes his head and then slides out the ring and starts to walk towards the back as Mack just looks at Zoe and then the crowd.

Mack- Well all i can end with that people is WOW!

Man up starts to play in the arena as Mack and Zoe just looks on and then at each other.

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-=CZW GLOBAL TAG-TEAM TITLES!=-
"The Uprising" (Brian Blaze + Christien Belanger) vs "The Gunslinger Saints" (Eddie Rowan + Spencer Pierce)(c)

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TOWERS: "This match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the CZW Global Tag Team championship!"

The crowd cheers

TOWERS: "Introducing first..."

"Do You think I'm Sexy" by Cristangelo begins to play as the cheers turn to jeers

TOWERS: "The challengers... representing The Uprising, and both hailing from Canada... Christien Bélanger and Brian Blaze!!"

Both men come out, soaking up the jeers with arrogant smiles on their faces. They strut down to the ring, taunting fans along the way. They slide into the ring at the same time, and each pose at a turnbuckle

TOWERS: "And their opponents..."

"Slip Slide Melting" by For Love Not Lisa as the crowd implodes

TOWERS: "Both hailing from Seattle, Washington and are at a combined weight of 425 pounds... the current reigning and defending CZW Global Tag Team champions... Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce... The Gunslinger Saints!!"

Rowan and Pierce burst out from behind the curtain, not wasting any time as they run to the ring and drop the titles before sliding in, attacking the Uprising right away. Eddie is on Christien, Spencer on Brian.

DANIELS: "Well, we knew it wouldn't take these guys long to start the scuffle!"

MASTERS: "Some bad blood has been created between these teams over the last several weeks, and it's all led up to this!"

DANIELS: "The referee in charge, David Christopherson, is trying hard to break this melee up so we can get the actual match started but these guys are tearing into each other like no tomorrow!"

MASTERS: "The Saints are ripping into the Uprising here, Jarred, but my money is on the Canadians."

DANIELS: "Of course it is, William."

MASTERS: "That's right."

DANIELS: "It looks like the ref has got some sort of order here, as Blaze goes to his corner and Spencer in his. We'll start this bout off with Christien and Eddie!"

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MASTERS: "Rowan is still in charge, as he hits a big knee to the gut of Christien. Another. He throws him to the ropes... and a jumping leg lariat right to the sternum!"

DANIELS: "Eddie picks him up by the hair, and delivers a large chop to the chest. Another. Another! He throws him to the corner.. and comes running in with a large splash! Christien falls to the mat face first, and Eddie turns him over going for the pin!"

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MASTERS: "Already a close pinfall, as Eddie tags in Pierce. They both throw him to the ropes... double dropkick! Excellent teamwork from the champions, I must say."

DANIELS: "Money still on the Uprising, though?"

MASTERS: "Of course."

DANIELS: "As usual. Spencer picks up Belanger, and chops him again. His chest is beat red! He throws him to the ropes... dropkick! No! Christien holds on to the ropes, and Pierce lands on his back awkwardly! Christien with a desperate leap, and tags in Blaze."

MASTERS: "Things are about to get sleazy up in here!"

DANIELS: "Please... don't do that."

MASTERS: "I'm sorry you're so jealous of how cool I am, Daniels!"

DANIELS: "Blaze quick on the gun, runs over and lands a series of kicks to the fallen Pierce. He picks him up and slams him hard in a corner. He delivers a few chops and then irish whips him to the opposite end... followed hard by a lariat that knocks the wind right out of Pierce!"

MASTERS: "When he is on his game, Brian Blaze is one tough bloody son of a bitch!"

DANIELS: "Blaze picks up Pierce... and nails a standing enziguri! Brian goes for the cover!"

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MASTERS: "Spencer kicks out just in the knick of time. He reaches out for Eddie, but Brian drags him to the Uprising's corner and tags in Belanger. They proceed to nail him with a double vertical suplex."

DANIELS: "However, the champs certainly have the experience factor on their side."

MASTERS: "Christien immediately locks on a headlock, trying to slow Spencer down even further. And experience doesn't look like it's doing them any good right now, Daniels."

DANIELS: "Spencer refuses to give up, and Christien eventually lets go of the hold. He picks him up and knees him hard in the back. He swings him around... European uppercut!"

MASTERS: "Canadian uppercut, Daniels, get it right!"

DANIELS: "Another one! Christian positions him and throws him to the ropes.... Spencer reverses! Christien ducks a lariat... but is met face first with a flying forearm! Both men are down."

MASTERS: "Both men are stretching to reach their partners... inching... inching... and both men tag their partners at the same time!"

DANIELS: "Eddie is in with a fury, though, and lariats the oncoming Blaze! Christien is up... but right back down with another lariat! Eddie is hot!"

MASTERS: "Blaze is up... but is met with an inverted suplex! Christien is back up... but met with a spinning heel kick! Eddie covers Brian!"

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DANIELS: "Eddie slaps the mat out of frustration, and picks Brian back up. A chop! Another! Another! Eddie grabs him and throws him to the corner hard. Eddie comes in... and Brian lifts a leg and knocks Eddie silly!"

MASTERS: "Christien is still in the ring... they grab Eddie up... double atomic drop! Christien back out of the ring now, and Brian locks on a camel clutch to ground the high flyer."

DANIELS: "Eddie is wrenched back in pain, but is refusing to give up. This move gives Brian the chance to recharge, while keeping Eddie in pain."

MASTERS: "No shit, Sherlock."

DANIELS: "Just doing my job, Masters!"

MASTERS: "Right. Like our fans are too stupid to know what's going on. Oh wait, you're right!"

DANIELS: "Pssssh. Eddie reaches with all his might, and grabs a bottom rope, forcing Brian to let go. Brian is back up, and tags in Christien. Another double team move, as they throw Eddie to the ropes. Double back body drop! Christien goes for another cover."

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MASTERS: "Not yet."

DANIELS: "Christien now the frustrated one, as he picks Eddie back up. He goes for a German suplex... but Eddie flips over. Christien turns around... dropkick to the knee! Both men on the mat, both reaching out to their partners."

MASTERS: "This time Christien makes it to Brian first, who comes in with an elbowdrop to the back of Eddie as he reaches for Pierce. C'mon Uprising!"

DANIELS: "Please, Masters... some unbias!"

MASTERS: "Bloody hell."

DANIELS: "Brian picks up Eddie, and nails him with a dragon whip! Another cover!"

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MASTERS: "We all know Eddie has the will of a lion! How about that, Daniels?"

DANIELS: "Good, yes. Brian picks Eddie back up and throws him to the ropes... but Spencer tags Eddie's back! Brian doesn't see it! Brian leapfrogs Eddie... but is met with a springboard lariat from Spencer! The crowd is going wild!"

MASTERS: "Spencer now picks up Brian, and holds him... Eddie gets his wits about him..."

DANIELS: "The crowd is totally for the Saints here!"

CROWD: "GUNSLINGERS! GUNSLINGERS! GUNSLINGERS!"

DANIELS: "Eddie is going to superkick Brian's head right off! He goes for it... NO!!!!! Brian ducks, and Eddie superkicks the spit right out of his own partner's mouth!"

MASTERS: "Ever since that near death experience, Eddie has been off, I'm telling you!"

DANIELS: "Eddie is beside himself... Christien comes in and throws Eddie to the outside! Brian in a daze... picks up Spencer... NO.... this can't be...."

MASTERS: "BAHA! Brian NAILS Spencer with the Blaze of Glory package piledriver!"

CROWD: "NOOOO!!!!!"

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DANIELS: "What an injustice!"

MASTERS: "New champions!"

TOWERS: "Your winners and NEW CZW Global Tag Team champions... Brian Blaze and Christien Bélanger!!"

"Do You think I'm Sexy" by Cristangelo begins playing again, as the crowd is livid with jeers. The Uprising are presented the belts, who are just ecstatic they won. Eddie is out on the floor, with a look on his face like he had just seen a ghost.

DANIELS: "This is no good!"

MASTERS: "Daniels, Please! Some unbias!"

DANIELS: "Shut up, Masters."

MASTERS: "BAHAHAHA!"

DANIELS: "This match didn't go as long as I expected it too, and The Gunslingers miscue cost them the gold."

MASTERS: "Indeed, indeed, indeed. What a bloody great show we're having tonight!"

DANIELS: "Two of CZW's belts now belong to the faction known as the Uprising. Dammit!"

MASTERS: "And Ryan Shane is soon to become your new World Heavyweight champion, Daniels! Get used to it!"

DANIELS: "To steal a phrase.... bloody hell."

MASTERS: "Bloody right!"

***

-=CZW X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!=-
"The Star" Jason X vs "The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze (c)

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The two competitors approach the centre of the ring, their eyes firmly fixed upon each other's as KB hands the X-Division Championship Belt over to the referee, a wry smile upon his face. Jason X, too, has a smirk on his face, the two men sensing the excitement and anticipation reverberating around the Tokyo Dome for this contest. Jason extends his hand, and after allowing the tension to simmer for a moment or two, KB extends his own and takes hold, the two shaking as a ripple of applause breaks out amongst the fans.

DANIELS: Great show of sportsmanship by both men here to kick off this X-Division title match; Blaze has obviously been one of the most popular CZW superstars throughout his four-year tenure here, and Jason X's performances since making his debut earlier in the year have earned him quite a glowing reputation, too.

MASTERS: Well, as the only person inside this arena with any sense of taste as far as professional wrestling goes, you will understand that I have rather little interest in this particular circus sideshow!

DANIELS: How can you say that? How can you sit here and say that, William!? It's Event Horizon.. the biggest show of the year.. CZW's flagship Internet-Pay-Per-View.. two of the most exciting young talents in professional wrestling today.. with the X-Division Championship on the line... HOW CAN YOU NOT BE INTERESTED!?!?!?

MASTERS: ...How is it possible that, after all this time, you don't know me at all?

KB and JX break the handshake, then each take a couple of steps back and begin the obligatory circling of the ring. As they complete the first lap, Blaze suddenly drops into a roll, hopping back to his feet and nodding at Jason as the two continue to circle. Jason smirks, then executes a cartwheel, followed immediately by a roll of his own, strutting for a couple of steps on the landing before sidestepping back into position as he nods back at KB.

DANIELS: Looks like a little game of "one-upmanship" may be breaking out here...

KB raises his hand in front of him and gives a "not bad" shake. As the two continue to circle, KB suddenly charges towards the ropes and executes a Tiger Feint Kick, spinning through a full 360 between the ropes, then another on landing as he moves back into position. A brief spot of applause by Jason, who then responds by jogging towards the corner, stepping up onto the second rope, kicking off the top buckle pad with his other foot, spinning and planting his other foot on the second rope, then twisting down onto the mat, spinning again as he lands and moves back into place. KB responds with some applause of his own, the crowd lapping it all up.

DANIELS: And again, Jason X showing that anything the Champion can do.. he can do just that little bit better!

MASTERS: I can't believe the morons in the crowd are applauding this... I feel like I'm about to vomit at any second!

KB strokes his chin, considering his next move. With a snap of his fingers, he charges across the ring.. steps up onto the second rope.. springboards.. both feet on the top rope.. flips back.. plants his feet back down on the mat... and gets NAILED with a Snap German Suplex by Jason X!

DANIELS: OHHH!!! Jason X reeled Blaze in.. I think the champ landed right on the back of his head there!!!

KB bounces over onto his stomach, his hands clutching the back of his neck as he stumbles back to his feet. He falls back against the ropes, as Jason charges forward, unloading on the Champion with a flurry of forearm strikes. X then peels KB off and whips him, but KB reverses.. X hits the ropes, rebounds.. KB drops to his stomach.. Jason vaults over him.. rebounds again.. KB grabs at Jason, who dodges by sliding baseball-style through KB's legs.. Jason hops back to his feet, and as KB turns, Jason boots the Champ in the gut, doubling him over.. then grabs him by the neck and hits a snap swinging neckbreaker. Jason immediately gets to his feet again, pulling KB with him. He grabs the Champ in a front-facelock.. lifts him up, and drops him quickly to the mat with a Brainbuster, rolling over into a pinning position...

DANIELS: Jason X is hot here.. three BIG moves, all targeted on Blaze's neck, that could do it already!

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DANIELS: Maybe not.. Blaze kicks out right on the count of two!

Jason gets to his feet, and stomps down a few times on the head of the Champion, before pulling him up to a standing position. Jason leans KB against the ropes, and chops him hard across the chest...

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

..then, as KB doubles over, Jason snaps him right back with a European Uppercut, before grabbing him by the wrist and whipping him across the ring. KB rebounds off the ropes on the other side, at which point Jason steps forward into the centre of the ring and nails KB with a dropsault.

DANIELS: A picture perfect dropkick there by Jason X.. right into another cover attempt!!

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DANIELS: Just the one that time.. Jason needs to keep on him, here!

Jason holds KB down as he gets back to his feet, then drops right back down with a leg across the chest. He follows this up with an elbow drop, then flows straight into a Senton Splash. Jason then hauls KB up again, and leads him over to the turnbuckle. He props KB up back-first against the turnbuckle, then delivers a stiff kick to the midsection. KB doubles over, but Jason lifts his head up again, then chops him hard across the chest once more...

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

..and again..

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

..and again..

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

..then allows KB to stumble forward a few paces, before grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, swinging him round and driving him shoulder-first against the ringpost.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!

DANIELS: Jason X showing a LOT of ferocity here in the early going.. a demonstration of exactly how badly he wants to take ownership of that X-Division Championship Belt!

Jason suddenly vaults up over KB, and takes a seat upon the top turnbuckle, running his fingers through his hair and then making a "belt" gesture around his waist. As he does this, KB slowly peels himself off the ringpost.. staggers backwards.. and drops to his back on the mat. Jason then hops down, and hooks the prone KB's legs, pausing for a beat before falling backwards and catapulting KB face-first into the turnbuckle. Jason springs back up, and as KB staggers backwards again he hooks KB's arm over his shoulder.. hooks a leg, and lifts him for a back suplex.. but KB lands on his feet behind Jason, then dropkicks him in the back, sending Jason crashing into the turnbuckle himself. KB staggers to his feet, and as Jason rebounds, KB leaps, twisting and taking Jason to the mat sunset flip-style.. Jason rolls through, and goes for a dropkick.. but KB drops back, avoiding the contact.. rolls through as Jason lands on his back.. KB gets to his feet as Jason sits up, and the Champ dropkicks Jason right in the jaw.

DANIELS: KB caught Jason X clean off-guard there, as he now rolls to the outside attempting to create a little bit of breathing space!

The camera moves to get a shot of KB on his hands and knees on the floor, still favouring his neck a little. He rolls over to the railing, and pulls himself up, then turns to face the ring.. as Jason X hits the ropes on the far side.. then charges.. as KB charges forward himself.. KB dives between the first and second rope and rolls into the ring, as Jason rolls over the top rope onto the apron. Jason breathes a rather-theatrical sigh of relief at NOT having gone splat on the outside, then turns around..

*CRACK!*

..and gets NAILED right in the face by a 360 Spinning Heel Kick by Krimzon Blaze. Jason crumples to the apron and then the floor, as KB staggers a little before flopping down onto the canvas.

DANIELS: BAH GAWD, WHAT A KICK TO THE FACE BY KRIMZON BLAZE!!! JASON X COULD BE OUT COLD AFTER THAT!!!!!

MASTERS: He could be in need of reconstructive surgery after that, Jarred! BLOODY HELL!!!

DANIELS: William! Decided to take part again, have we?

MASTERS: For your information, JARRED... I went to get us some refreshments!

DANIELS: You wha.. for me as well?

MASTERS: Yes, for you as well! You may be an utter ignoramus with a quality of personal hygiene that could be graded "questionable" at best... but this IS Event Horizon, and.. well.. at least you're not Tim Weich!

DANIELS: I'm touched! But wait.. you managed to get all the way to the concession stand and back already?

MASTERS: Ah, well, that's the amazing thing, you see; there was a free-standing one right behind the curtain!

DANIELS: Behind the curtain?

MASTERS: Yup.. "Doragon no risu", it said, which the vendor assured me translated to "Food so high in class, even Prince Phillip himself would feel like a pauper attempting to take a bite!"

DANIELS: Uhhh, I don't...

MASTERS: Jarred.. he named a member of the Royal Family that ISN'T Queen Elizabeth or one of William or Harry.. he HAS to be legitimate! Now shut up and let me sample the culinary delight of this Beef Wellington!

DANIELS: Doesn't "Doragon no risu" mean "Dragon Squirrel"?

The sound of spitting, spluttering and gagging can suddenly be heard.

MASTERS: BLOODY HELL, IT'S CHOCK-FULL OF THOSE BLASTED SKITTLES!!!

Back in the ring, KB is gingerly getting to his feet, as Jason X slowly begins to stir on the outside. KB approaches the ropes, and watches from above as Jason starts to force himself to a vertical base. Jason stumbles round, and KB vaults over the top rope, swinging his legs round and catching Jason with a Frankensteiner, the momentum of which carries Jason over, back to his feet and tumbling into the guardrail on the other side of the ring.

DANIELS: BEAUTIFUL MOVE BY KRIMZON BLAZE! Is the Champion about to rally a comeback here!?

MASTERS: I'M GOING TO EXTERMINATE THAT GODFORSAKEN RODENT, JARRED.. I SWEAR TO BLOODY GOD!!! I'LL COVER THAT RING WITH MOUSETRAPS AND SEE HIS NEON-COLOURED NECK SNAPPED BEFORE THE EYES OF THE CZW UNIVERSE!!!

KB gets up, and thrusts his fists in the air as the crowd pops in support. As Jason X can be seen picking himself up around the corner, KB charges.. dives through the ropes.. hooks his arm around Jason's neck.. swings round, and plants Jason head-first onto the floor with a DDT.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD.. KRIMZON BLAZE WITH THAT INSANE DIVING TORNADO DDT... WE'VE SEEN HIM USE THAT MOVE BEFORE.. AND AGAIN HERE, TO JUST AS DEVESTATING AN EFFECT!!!

The crowd are going nuts now, as KB picks himself up once again. He grabs Jason X, and rolls him back into the ring under the ropes, before climbing up onto the apron.

DANIELS: The result might be academic after that DDT, but KB may be looking for the exclamation point here...

With Jason lying prone in position, KB grabs the top rope.. leaps up.. springboards off the top rope.. over to the other side.. Arabian Press.. right onto the knees of Jason X!

DANIELS: OHHHH! JASON X.. SOMEHOW.. FINDING THE INSTINCT TO GET HIS KNEES UP AND BLOCK BLAZE'S ATTACK!

Blaze half stumbles, half crawls away across the ring, coughing and spluttering as he clutches his midsection. Jason rather groggily pulls himself to his feet using the ropes, then takes off in pursuit of the Aerial Specialist. He catches KB by the corner and pulls him out, grabbing him in a gutwrench position and rolling him up.. but KB manages to slip off, landing behind Jason. Jason turns, and KB hoists him up over his shoulders as the crowd rise to their feet...

DANIELS: LOOK OUT.. BLAZE HAS JASON UP! KODE OF SILENCE! KODE OF SILENCE!!

KB moves into the centre of the ring, but Jason begins frantically hammering at his face with his elbows, and is eventually able to slip off, landing behind KB. KB turns.. Jason boots him in the gut.. double pumphandle.. flips KB powerbomb-style.. twists.. and plants KB to the mat with a cutter.

DANIELS: NO WAIT.. X-CUTTER! BAH GAWD THE X-CUTTER!!! KB'S OUT COLD!!!

Jason dives on top of KB, hooking both legs as the referee slides into position...

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DANIELS: HE'S GOT I-NO!!! TWO COUNT ONLY! TWO COUNT ONLY!! THE CHAMP IS STILL ALIVE!!!

Jason pounds the mat in frustration, and stares in shock at the referee, who confirms his assertion that it was only a two-count. Reluctantly, Jason gets back to his feet, and leans against the turnbuckle for a moment as he watches KB, obviously contemplating his next course of action. As KB slowly begins to rise, Jason moves in.. and as KB turns, Jason hooks him up and plants him with a T-Bone Suplex.

DANIELS: Another nice suplex by Jason X, who has now, it seems, decided that the time has come to take things to the top rope!

Indeed, with KB in prime position on the mat, Jason steps out onto the apron, and heads to the top turnbuckle. With the crowd on their feet, buzzing in anticipation, Jason slowly stands on his perch.. bends.. and leaps off, twisting 360 degrees as he performs a Shooting Star Press.. and lands perfectly on his feet, having somehow spotted KB rolling out of the way into the corner while he was in mid-air.

DANIELS: UNBELIEVABLE reactions by Jason X there.. his target moved, but he was able to adjust and avoid crashing and burning!!!

With cheeks puffed out, Jason spins around.. right into KB, who kicks him in the gut.. shoves his head between his legs.. bounces.. and flips over, spiking Jason's head into the mat with a piledriver.

DANIELS: HOLY.. GOOD LORD! KRIMZON BLAZE JUST PLANTED JASON X WITH HIS OWN VERSION OF THE X-DRIVER!!!

Jason rolls through, flopping onto his back on the mat. KB slowly pulls himself up using the ropes.. steadies himself.. then hops over Jason's body and charges across the ring.. hits the ropes.. rebounds.. charges back.. and executes a picture-perfect running Shooting Star Press, landing across the chest of his opponent and hooking the leg all the way over.

DANIELS: HOLY SHOT! THE HOLY SHOT! THAT'S GOTTA BE ALL!!!

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DANIELS: YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!! JASON X JUST KICKED OUT OF THE HOLY SHOT!!! KRIMZON BLAZE CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! THE COLLECTIVE POPULATION OF THE TOKYO DOME CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! I DARESAY JASON X DOESN'T EVEN REALISE IT.. RUNNING PURELY ON INSTINCT AND THE WILL TO BE CROWNED X-DIVISION CHAMPION!!!

MASTERS: WHAT IS IT GONNA TAKE!?!?!?

DANIELS: I bet you're interest now, huh, William!?

MASTERS: Hmm? Oh, sorry.. I was just on the phone to some.. uh.. old acquaintances, regarding our rodent problem...

DANIELS: For God's sakes.. will you try and be just a little respectful of what these two young men are putting themselves through in that ring right now!?

MASTERS: Hmph... fine. BAH GAWD!!! BAH GAWD!!! BAH BLOODY GAWD.. THE HEART OF THIS KID!!!

DANIELS: ...Thankyou.

After throwing what this writer shall define as a "Fit of Disbelieverment", KB leaps to his feet, pressing a finger to his pursed lips with a look out towards the fans, who jump excitedly to their feet once again as KB moves to take up a position behind Jason.

DANIELS: Blaze signalling.. and I think these fans here have a good idea what that signal represents...

After a few moments, Jason X slowly begins to stir, all the time under the watchful gaze of Blaze (HA!). He slowly pulls himself up with the help of the ropes, and rather unsteadily turns round.. to get draped over the shoulders of KB, who steps into the centre of the ring.

DANIELS: Blaze has him! Blaze has him!!

Blaze lets out a triumphant roar, then throws Jason up.. as Jason swings his legs round and takes KB over with a Hurricanrana, hooking his legs as the referee drops to the mat...

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DANIELS: ANOTHER KICK OUT! JASON ALMOST SNATCHED THE WIN.. FROM OUT OF NOWHERE.. BUT ONCE AGAIN KRIMZON BLAZE MANAGES TO FIND AN ESCAPE ROUTE!!!

KB leaps to his feet, as Jason slowly begins to pick himself up, facing away from the Champion. KB hits the ropes, and aims a kick at the face of Jason.. but Jason blocks it, stopping it short.. thrusts it to the side, causing KB to spin round.. Jason pops up, and as KB returns, Jason straight-up socks him in the face. KB reels back against the ropes, then stumbles forward and cracks Jason in the face with a right hand of his own. Jason stumbles back against the ropes.. rebounds.. hits KB.. who stumbles back against the ropes.. rebounds.. hits Jason.. who hits KB.. who hits Jason.. hits KB.. hits Jason.. KB.. Jason.. KB.. Jason.. who then surprised KB with a kick to the stomach, shoving him backwards. KB stumbles forwards again, as Jason throws a big time right hand.. but KB grabs his arm and falls back, locking in a Gogoplata.

DANIELS: Wait a second, that's.. that's.. THAT'S THE ALL-IN! THE ALL-IN!! ONE OF THE FINISHING MANEUVERS USED BY THE GREAT ACE KING.. KB'S FORMER TEAM XTC STABLEMATE!!! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED IN TIGHT.. RIGHT IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING!!!

Jason thrashes about wildly as KB squeezes tight on the hold, the challenger desperately trying to find a way out of the hold. He turns one way, trying to hook the ropes with his feet.. but to no avail... tries the other way.. same result... grabs KB's leg and attempts to power out... but soon the move can begin to be seen taking its toll, as his moves become gradually less violent.. less forceful.. more and more laboured...

DANIELS: JASON X HAS GOT NOWHERE TO GO.. NO STRENGTH TO POWER OUT.. TRYING DESPERATELY TO HANG IN THERE...

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*DING DING DING!*

"A Cut Above" returns to the soundsystem, as KB releases the hold and allows Jason to flop to the mat, the Champ just lying exhausted on the mat beside him.

DANIELS: What a match... what an unbelievable contest, between two of the brightest young stars in the CZW today! Jason X put up one hell of a fight.. and showed exactly why he's been getting such rave reviews since he debuted here.. but on this night.. in this contest.. at Event Horizon... the X-Division Championship proved to be just one teeny-tiny step too far. Take nothing away from him, though.. and take nothing away from the man now getting his hand raised by the referee.. Krimzon Blaze; STILL your CZW X-Division Champion!

The camera focuses on KB, title belt clutched tightly to his chest as the referee raises his arm in victory, before cutting to a promotional video extolling the virtues of Skittles and literally everything in the world.

***

-=MONEY IN THE BANK LADDER MATCH!=-
Big Nasty vs Matt Covey vs Daniel Ward vs Sam Attic vs Joshua Newsome vs CRYPT

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The CZW ring crew is setting up ladders for the upcoming Money In The Bank Ladder match. Four-foot step-ladders, eight-foot ladders and twelve-foot ladders are set up all around the ring.

Daniels: "Well we have the Money In The Bank Ladder match coming up."

Masters: "We have seen several of these over the years."

Daniels: "Ian Chadwick, Ronnie McNeil, Big Nasty, Alan Fiscus, Rob Wright, Shawn Waters have all won it over the years."

Masters: "More often than not it has lead to success in winning a title of their choosing within the next year."

Daniels: "And this time it will be different as we have two wrestlers representing each faction."

Masters: "Indeed. Big Nasty and Sam Attic represent the CZW Elite as El Pablo calls it, Daniel Ward and Joshua Newsome representing The Wayward Sons and Matt Covey and Crypt representing the Uprising."

Daniels: "This will throw a wrinkle in there as we know most of them have loyalty to their stables."

Masters: "Except that Mike King has told Newsome and Ward he just wants one of them to win, and if it is down to the two of them, best man wins."

Daniels: "Do you think Ryan Shane said the same to Covey and Crypt?"

Masters: "Of course, what kind of an idiot are you for asking that?"

Towers: "Ladies and gentlemen, making his return to CZW, Mack Beaudin."

Man Up pumps through the dome as Mack Beaudin makes his return to CZW.

Masters: "I heard the rumors that he was here. I didnt believe them but Mack Beaudin is here."

Daniels: "It has been several years since we have seen Mack in CZW."

Mack hi-5s with many of the fans as he makes his walk to the ring.

Masters: "A former CZW Intercontinental Champion right here."

Daniels: "It is great to see Mack return to CZW for a big night like this. Event Horizon here in the Tokyo Dome."

Mack continues to walk to the ring.

Masters: "It has been too long."

Daniels: "Indeed it has. Mack Beaudin was one of the original wrestlers on the CZW roster."

Masters: "His feud with Ace King over the Intercontinental Title was legendary and quite possibly one of if not the thing to put CZW on the map."

Mack reaches the commentators table.

Daniels: "Joining us for this match?"

Mack grabs a headset.

Mack: "Yes I will. I always enjoyed these matches like car wrecks. Not as fun when youre in it."

Masters: "That it is."

Daniels: "Welcome back Mack."

Mack: "It's great to be back."

The ring crew have all the ladders set up and they exit the ringside area.

Towers: "The following contest is the Money in the Bank Ladder match. The first man to climb a ladder and successfully retrieve the briefcase will have their chance at a CZW title of their chosing for the next year."

The crowd cheers as the camera shows the briefcase.

Daniels: "That is what it is all about."

Masters: "That briefcase is all but gold."

Mack: "Yeah I have seen several careers springboarded because of winning that briefcase."

Masters: "Yeah several of them happened in 2008 while you were a part of CZW."

The camera returns to Towers.

Towers: "Introducing first..."

"Crashing" plays through the dome and you can hear some boos.

Towers: "Representing the CZW Elite; from Wichita, Kansas; weighing in at 220 pounds; 'Psycho' Sam Attic!!"

Sam Attic comes out and struts to the ring.

Mack: "Who is this guy, he looks familiar."

Daniels: "Sam Attic, former CZW X Champion."

Masters: "And one hell of an athlete."

Attic gets to the end of the ramp as Crashing ends and is replaced by "Man of Constant Sorrow." Boos ring through the arena.

Towers: "Introducing his opponent, representing The Uprising, from wherever he damn well pleases, weighting in at 225 pounds, 'Bad Ass' Matt Covey!!!!"

Covey walks on the ramp and points right at the briefcase.

Mack: "One of the Coveys, great a Covey for CZW champion."

Daniels: "He is pointing at the briefcase."

Masters: "He wants that briefcase and has made some strides to get it."

Daniels: "Indeed he beat CZW World Heavyweight champion TJ Hix."

Mack: "TJ Hix, the host of the Who's the F'n Boss Show? He is the CZW World Champion."

Daniels: "Yes."

Masters: "Bloody hell, I know right?"

Daniels: "'Bloody hell', you commentated the damn match he won the title in by beating Daniel Ward, Johnny Kersoene and Cage Stryker in an elimination four-way match."

"Man of Constant Power" ends and is replaced by "God Save The Queen".

Masters: "Speaking of Daniel Ward."

Daniel Ward walks out onto the ramp.

Towers: "Their opponent; representing The Wayward Sons; from Cambridge, England; weighting in at 225 pounds; 'The British Lion' Daniel Ward!!!"

Ward pumps up the crowd who cheers him.

Mack: "This guy looks like a star."

Daniels: "You've seen him wrestle?"

Masters: "Apprently."

Mack: "He is pretty damn good in the ring."

Daniels: "One of the best technical wrestlers in the game."

Masters: "But who knows what that will do in this style of match."

Ward runs down the ramp and God Saves the Queen as Martyr plays through the dome and the lights dim. The crowd boos.

Towers: "Their opponent, representing The Uprising, from parts unknown, weighting in at 262, Crypt!!!"

Crypt stalks to the ring not even looking at the briefcase.

Daniels: "Crypt has made an impact in CZW thus far."

Masters: "He has interrupted a potential classic in Mike King vs. El Pablo and the Alan Fiscus-Ryan Shane Riot Match as well as beating Mike King and breaking his undefeated streak in CZW."

Mack: "That is one hell of an accomplishment."

Masters: "Except for the fact that Mike King doesnt believe it."

Mack: "He is in denial. He lost get over it already."

Crypt is almost down the ramp as "Battery" replaces "Martyr" and the fans go crazy.

Towers: "Their opponent; representing The CZW Elite; from South Beach, Florida; weighting in at 295 pounds, 'The South Beach Specimen' Big Nasty!!!!"

Nasty walks out onto the stage and taunts the crowd.

Daniels: "Here is another man that has had success since returning to CZW."

Mack: "Oh come on, he is one for one."

Masters: "Mack speaks the truth."

Daniels: "But he knows what it takes to win one of these. He won the third Money in the Bank match ever."

Mack: "I respect him but I just dont like him."

Masters: "Thats fair."

Daniels: "Fair, he is holding a grudge from four years ago."

Mack: "Jared I am not."

Nasty is down at the apron and "Cowboy Way" now pumps through the dome. The crowd gives a mixed reaction.

Towers: "Their opponent; representing The Wayward Sons; from a heavily wooded area on the outskirts of Cleveland, Ohio; weighting in at 295; 'The Mountain Man' Joshua Newsome!!!"

Newsome slowly walks to the ring.

Daniels: "Here is the last participant in this contest."

Masters: "Daniel Ward's tag team partner as a part of the Wayward Sons."

Mack: "I've seen those two tag, they are pretty good but I do not know where their loyalties will lead them in this contest."

Daniels: "Mike King told them to team up until the end of the contest when they are the last two men standing."

Masters: "A good philosophy if you ask me."

Mack: "Not to me, I rather leave the partnership at the door, you are righting for a title opportunity that you may not get again."

Masters: "Another good idea."

Daniels: "We all know that both methods work but it must be easier for Attic and Nasty, no partners for them here."

Mack: "My method works. No other Money In The Bank had partners worrying about your partner. That is a sign of weakness that your opponents will exploit."

All six superstars are looking up at the briefcase.

Daniels: "All of the men are looking up at the prize at stake. That briefcase with the contract for a title match anytime in the next year."

Mack: "I don't blame them. They are fighting for that contract."

Masters: "This will be a war."

Daniels: "It will, all of the wrestlers in this match are known for being ."

Mack: "I know I do and I am both not in the match and retired."

Daniels: "I could not say it any better Mack."

The bell rings around at each other.

Beaudin: "Here we go. This match is about to start."

None make the first move until all six move to the middle of the ring and square off. Newsome and Nasty, Crypt and Ward, and Covey and Attic exchange rights and lefts with eachother. Newsome takes Nasty down with a clothesline over the top rope. Nasty lands on the arena floor onto his feet. Crypt hits Ward with a punch but Ward responds with a European uppercut. Crypt is rocked but hits Ward with a knee to the midsection and then tosses him through the ropes and to the arena floor. Attic drops Covey with a dropkick. Newsome pushes Attic right into Crypt. Crypt turns his head sideways and military lifts Sam Attic into the air. Sam tries to wriggle free but Crypt launches Sam Attic over the top rope.

Masters: "Incoming."

He lands in front of the commentator table and straight on to the floor. Attic lays on the ground holding his arm and chest.

Daniels: "Psycho Sam is laid out right in front of us after getting a military press by Crypt."

Mack: "That will hurt. I've been press slammed like that to the arena floor before and it definitely knocks the wind out of you."

Crypt and Newsome stare down eachother.

Masters: "Oh no, I am fearing for my life with this one. These two monsters have their sights set on eachother."

Crypt and Newsome start clubbing each other with forearms. They exchange forearm after forearm until Crypt ducks a forearm and gets a goozle on Newsome. Newsome responds with a goozle of his own on Crypt. They kick each other in the midsection breaking the goozles. Matt Covey gets up and dumps Newsome over the top rope while Big Nasty re-enters and dumps Crypt over the top rope. Covey and Nasty have a stare down of their own.

Daniels: "This will be a war within a war right here."

Masters: "Epic faceoff here. Two CZW icons in Matt Covey and Big Nasty."

Daniel Ward tries to enter the ring and brings in a ladder. He tries to charge at Covey and Nasty but they turn and kicks the ladder into the midsection of Ward. The ladder crashes down onto the chest of Ward pinning him down. Covey and Nasty look at each other again as Crypt and Newsome try to re-enter the ring. Newsome goes after Covey and Crypt goes after Nasty. Crypt and Newsome go for Irish whips but Covey and Nasty reverses. Crypt and Newsome rebound into stereo powerslams by Nasty and Covey. Nasty and Covey look at each other and start to exchange punches and the crowd roars alive.

Mack: "These two are going at it and the crowd is going wild."

Daniels: "This is wild. I don't think they even care about the briefcase."

Masters: "Well it is too soon to. You have four other guys in this match who are still alive."

Nasty and Covey continue to exchange rights and lefts. As Newsome moves the ladder off his partners chest. Crypt gets up and gives Newsome a running knee to the face and stomps on Ward as Nasty and Covey continue to batter each other. Nasty is against the ropes and Covey goes for a clothesline but Nasty ducks and Covey is back dropped over the top rope and to the floor. Covey smacks and grabs his back immediately.

Daniels: "BAH-GAWD!"

Masters: "Covey landed on the Tokyo Dome back first off that back drop."

Mack: "I've been dropped with many back drops over the top rope and they hurt for the next several days."

Daniels: "I have never been in the ring and I know that will hurt."

Crypt charges at Nasty and drills him with a running boot to the chest. Nasty is dropped through the ropes and off the apron. Crypt turns around and gets hit with a dropkick to the knees by a recovered Sam Attic who follows up with an enziguri to a kneeling Crypt. Attic grabs the ladder over by the fallen Wayward Sons.

Masters: "Looks like Sam will try to make short work of this match."

Attic tries to climb the ladder but Newsome and Ward get up and pull Attic down before attacking him with clubbing blows to the back They level Attic with a series of kicks to the midsection. Attic falls to one knee following the kicking assault by the Wayward Sons, and soon falls to the mat as they start stomping Attic.

Daniels: "Somebody stop this, they are stomping living piss out of Attic."

Mack: "All is fair in a Money in the Bank ladder match. Come on Jared, you know this. You've been here for years."

Both men, completely engulfed by the beat down they are delivering, fail to see Big Nasty re-entering the ring. He comes from behind with a massive double clothesline sending both Newsome and Ward out of the ring. Sam Attic struggles to his feet and turns to thank fellow CZW Elite member Nasty, who smirks and kicks Attic in the gut. Attic holds his abdomen but Nasty immediately delivers a brutal Nasty Bomb launching Attic over the top rope and onto the concrete.

Masters: "Oh my."

Daniels: "BAH-GAWD! BAH-GAWD! Sam Attic took a Nasty Bomb to the floor!"

Attic lays motionless after the massive power bomb.

Mack: "Is he dead?"

Masters: "I don't care who you are, a Nasty Bomb to the floor from the ring can and will knock you out."

Referees tend to Attic as Nasty tries to climb the ladder. Crypt gets up and attacks Nasty causing him to fall off the ladder. Newsome and Ward are back to their feet and look into the ring to see Nasty and Crypt trading blows. They see Covey recovering and double team him before tossing him in the ring. They are now stomping a mudhole into the sternum of a cornered Covey. Meanwhile Crypt rocks Nasty with a hard right hook and follows it up with a DDT. Crypt then turns his attention to The Wayward Sons attacking Covey. He charges at Newsome and Ward but they turn their attention to Crypt and catch him with a kick to the leg by Ward and a clothesline by Newsome.

Daniels: "Great team work by The Wayward Sons."

Mack: "I still disagree with the team logic. It is every man for themselves for the briefcase. Only one man can win and use the contract in that briefcase for a title shot of their chosing in the next year."

Masters: "Well yea that is true. But Mike King did tell them that as long as the Wayward Sons won the match, he considers it a win."

Mack: "I don't care what Mike King said, You are wrestling in a singles match for a briefcase, there are no partners or stablemates in these style matches. I know from experience."

Daniels: "That may be true but it's working for The Wayward Sons thus far."

Ward and Newsome start to attack Crypt by stomping him. Ward tells Newsome to lift Crypt up to his feet. Ward runs into the ropes as Newsome grabs the arms of Crypt. Ward tries climbing the ladder but is cut off by a recovering Nasty who drops him with a chokeslam. Ward knocks over the ladder in the process. Newsome realizing Ward is not there, drops Crypt with a full nelson slam. He looks at Ward who is on the ground and asks what is happening but he is met with a Nasty big boot. Nasty grabs the ladder and sets it up under the briefcase.

Daniels: "Nasty is going for the briefcase."

Covey is recovering and grabs a steel chair.

Masters: "How is Matt Covey back up?"

Mack: "He wants the briefcase. And it looks like he has an idea how to do that."

Covey enters the ring and waffles the rising Nasty with a chair to the back. Nasty falls off the ladder and he hits him again with the chair. Nasty crumples to the mat holding his back as Covey hits him a third time in the back with the chair.

Daniels: "Looks like Mack was right."

Mack: "Was there any doubt?"

The referees leave Attic. Attic is showing some signs of life.

Masters: "Is that a good sign?"

Daniels: "Well it looks like they are not calling for the paramedics if you mean that."

Nasty crawls to the corner and Covey drops the chair. Covey corners Nasty but get hit with a few punches from Nasty trying to send warning shots. Covey responds with shots of his own and soon they are trading blows in the corner but Ward is watching them. Ward seems to be playing it smart and watches the two big men fight it out in the corner. Covey and Nasty fight away from the corner and Ward takes his opening by moonsaulting from the turnbuckle onto the two men and both men crash to the mat.

Masters: "Daniel Ward breaking out the moonsault."

Mack: "And a very nice one at that."

Daniels: "I have not seen that from him since he joined The Wayward Sons and adopted the European catch style we have come to expect from him."

Mack: "Perhaps he might want to add that back into his repertoire."

The crowd cheers as Ward gets up. At the same time Newsome is setting up the ladder and starts to climb it.

Masters: "This will be interesting."

Mack: "I want to see what happens between these two."

Ward turns around and catches Newsome climbing up the ladder but that is quickly forgotten as Covey nails him with a steel chair. Shot to the face. Newsome sees this and tries to kick at Covey but he moves. Newsome gets off the ladder but is met with a chair shot by Covey. Newsome ducks and runs into the ropes he comes back with a Lou Thesz press and follows it up with a series of punches.

Daniels: "The crowd is getting behind 'The Mountain Man.'"

Masters: "He is a house of fire."

Newsome gets off and starts to stomp the downed Covey. This is until Crypt gets up and thumbs Newsome causing the cheers to turn to boos. Crypt follows it up with a thrust to the throat of Newsome. Crypt tosses Newsome to the floor. Newsome lands on the floor but Crypt pescados him. Nasty is getting up but Attic is finally getting up.

Mack: "Sam Attic is getting up and the fans are going nuts."

Daniels: "After that Nasty Bomb, he is nuts to continue."

Masters: "He's fighting for a money in the bank briefcase. It's now or never for him."

Attic grabs the apron and gets in the ring. He grabs the chair as Nasty is getting to the ladder and waffles him in the back of the head. Nasty's head is sandwiched in between the chair and the ladder. Attic pulls back and swings again and again and again. Mack: "I am enjoying this."

Daniels: "Somebody stop this. He can give Nasty a concussion. If he keeps this up."

Masters: "I don't think he cares if he does or doesn't."

Daniels: "I know he is a psycho and all but that does not make a difference."

Nasty falls and Attic drops the chair. Attic climbs the ladder At this same moment Daniel Ward exits the ring and grabs another eight foot ladder. Crypt grabs one of his own and bridges it between the guard rail and the ring apron. He then kicks a downed Newsome before pulling out a table.

Masters: "First ladders, then a chair, now tables. What is this a TLC Money in the Bank match?"

Mack: "There are no rules in one, we all know that."

Ward re-enters the ring as Crypt places the table diagonally laying against the guardrail. Ward has the ladder and places it next to the one Attic is climbing. Ward climbs and is racing with Attic. Matt Covey gets up and joins the race climbing the ladder Attic is on the other side. Ward reaches Attic but he kicks Ward off. Attic tries to reach the briefcase but Covey waffles him in the chest. Attic holds it in pain as Covey grabs him and hits him with a punch to the head. Attic responds with another of his own. Soon enough Covey and Attic are teeing off at the top of the ladder.

Daniels: "This is not going to end well."

Covey nail Attic with a hard hook and Ward is climbing the ladder to the top again. Covey hooks Attic for a suplex but Ward slings over both of them and flips down onto his feet bringing Covey and Attic down with a tower of doom. The crowd goes wild as Ward slinks to his knees.

Mack: "That was awesome."

Masters: "Tower of Doom. All three men are out of it."

Daniels: "But it looks like Ward is in the best position of anyone."

Mack: "And he doesn't even look that good right now."

Masters: "Yeah he had brought down Covey and Attic."

Daniels: "He is getting up though."

Ward is getting up is taken down by Crypt who punts him in the skull. Crypt grabs Ward and drops him with a swinging side effect on the chair. Ward clutches his back and rolls off the chair as Covey rolls out of the ring. Crypt takes one of the eight foot ladders but it is smashed into him by a recovering Newsome who took the chair and smashed it into the ladder. Newsome smashes the ladder into Crypt's chest with the chair over and over.

Mack: "That is downright vicious."

Masters: "Crypt and Newsome are destroying that chair."

Newsome exits the ring and brings in a twelve foot ladder.

Daniels: "He comes the heavy artillery."

Newsome re-enters the ring with the twelve foot ladder. Meanwhile Covey is looking for something under the ring. Newsome sets up the ladder under the briefcase. He is about to climb and Covey re-enters the ring with a power drill in his hands. He takes it and hits Newsome in the knee. Newsome falls down off of the ladder and clutches his knee. He rolls out of the ring.

Mack: "Did he just hit 'The Mountain Man' with a power drill?"

Masters: "It looks like he did. Covey is a genius."

Daniels: "At least he didnt try to drill Newsome with it."

Covey exits the ring and places the power drill on the floor and pulls out another table. At the same time Crypt grabs the ladder and sticks it in the twelve foot ladder and bridges it on the top rope.

Mack: "These guys are nuts."

Daniels: "Why do you say that?"

Mack: "I never did that at all in any of my matches."

Masters: "Yeah you had Jesse Montana do it for you. By the way how is he doing?"

Mack: "I have no idea, have not talked to him in some time."

Crypt lays on the bridged ladder but he is attacked by Ward who catches him with a European uppercutt. Ward grabs Crypt in a 3/4 facelock and drags him so his feet are hanging on the ladder.

Daniels: "Daniel Ward is gonna plant Crypt with the End of Days."

Masters: "Crypt is going to be out of it from this one."

Ward drops Crypt down face-first onto the mat with the End of Days. Crypt lays out on the mat and Ward rolls to the apron. He taunts the crowd but he is caught as Covey runs towards him and then takes him down with a spear and through the table in the corner of the guard rail. The crowd is going wild. Mack: "A spear off the apron through a table. Nice Covey."

Daniels: "BAH-GAWD Daniel Ward might be broken in half."

Masters: "Covey took himself out with that one."

Daniels: "It looks like everyone but Nasty is down at this point."

Nasty exits and grabs the table and sets it up. He grabs Crypt and signals for a Nasty Bomb.

Mack: "A second Nasty Bomb?"

Daniels: "I think Big Nasty would like to Nasty Bomb every man in this contest if he had his choice."

Masters: "I like Big Nasty as much as the next guy but I dont want to see this."

Mack: "I'm with Masters."

Nasty goes for it but Crypt drops to his knees and hits Nasty with a low blow. The crowd moans and Sam Attic is the only man left standing. Attic rolls to the outside and waves to the ramp.

Daniels: "What is he doing here?"

Attic grabs another twelve foot ladder and moves it into the ring as Total Mayhem run down the ramp and to the ring. The crowd boos the three of them.

Masters: "Total Mayhem has been helping Sam lately, I am not surprised by this."

Mack: "Those guys look creepy."

Daniels: "They are and who knows why they are going to do here."

Jacob and Ezra pull the ring skirt up and they pull out a set of tables on a rollout. Attic exits the ring and they grab a table and set it up, another and set that up and two on top of it.

Masters: "Double stack of tables. This does not bode well for someone."

Daniels: "I have a bad feeling about this."

Once the double stack of tables Attic tells his associates to exit and they do. Attic turns around and is grabbed by Crypt who drops him on the floor with the Delirium Trigger on the Tokyo Dome floor. Rather than enter the ring and climb the ladder, Crypt sits on the ring apron and smiles about what he has done.

Mack: "That will hurt."

Daniels: "That son of a bitch is in a trance. I hope your happy with yourself Crypt. I hope your happy."

Masters: "He looks like he is."

At the same time Big Nasty is on the apron and he is trying to get back in the ring but is prevented by Newsome. Newsome grabs the leg and hits Nasty in the nuts with a low blow. The crowd boos.

Daniels: "Come on Josh, you are better than that."

Masters: "Hey desperate times call for desperate measures."

At the same moment, Covey is getting up but holding his head. He is setting up a table in the middle of the ring. While this is going on Newsome grabs Nasty and drops him through the table with the Fallen Timber. The crowd cheers and Newsome clutches his knee again.

Mack: "Nice suplex slam by The Mountain Man."

Daniels: "He calls that Fallen Timber."

Masters: "But it looks like his knee went out on him."

Daniels: "Well it was hit with a power drill by Matt Covey."

At this moment Daniel Ward is getting up while Crypt is still in his trance. Ward has a chair and hits Crypt knocking him off the apron. Ward gets in the ring and hits Covey with the chair. Covey is laid down on the table and Ward looks to the Ladder.

Mack: "Oh no, don t do it Daniel."

Masters: "He is going to sacrifice himself to remove The Uprising from this match."

Ward climbs onto the bridge but he is met by Crypt who pushes him off and into the ropes. The crowd boos realizing Crypt is the last man standing. Attic is finally showing some signs of life from the brainbuster on the floor.

Daniels: "Oh no, The Uprising is going to win the Money in the Bank Briefcase."

Mack: "I wonder what Ryan Shane is going to think about that."

Masters: "I think he sees this as an insurance policy."

The lights go out in the Tokyo Dome as Crypt reaches the third rung from the top of the ladder.

Daniels: "What the hell is going on?"

Masters: "The lights went out genius."

Daniels: "I can see that."

Mack: "Really, I don't see anything."

The lights go back on revealing Alan Fiscus in the ring. The crowd goes wild as he looks up at his rival.

Masters: "What the hell is he doing here?"

Daniels: "We all know Alan Fiscus got the raw deal thanks to Crypt in the Riot Match with Ryan Shane at Horrorcore and he has been looking for revenge ever since."

Mack: "Yeah but why must Alan must interrupt him now? He is inches from the briefcase."

Alan flips Crypt off before grabbing the ladder and tipping the ladder over and through the stack of tables Total Mayhem set up minutes ago. Crypt looks dead upon impact. The crowd is going wild and Alan makes his way back up the ramp.

Masters: "Alan Fiscus has just screwed Crypt."

Daniels: "I agree with you but Crypt had it coming."

Mack: "I don t know if he did or did not but damn. That will hurt."

Attic is back in the ring and tries to right the ladder on the ropes that Crypt fell from.

Masters: "How is Attic still up?"

Attic rights the ladder and Ward is getting up as well. Attic starts climbing the ladder and Ward uses the ropes to get up. Ward is on the bridged ladder and reaches for and grabs Attic who is higher on the ladder. Ward pulls Attic from the ladder by the legs and half nelsons him before dropping him down onto the bridged ladder breaking it in two. The crowd gasps seeing Attic crunch up in the middle of the ladder and Ward being out of it himself.

Daniels: "BAH-GAWD!"

Mack: "That is designed to fuck you up."

Masters: "Was that the Prognosticator?"

Daniels: "Yes, it was. We have not seen that move from before Ward went to the European catch style, just like the moonsault from earlier."

Masters: "I think he had to go back and use old moves to have a fighting chance in this match."

Covey and Newsome are finally getting up. Newsome is on the apron and rolls into the ring while Covey gets off the table. Both men are climbing the ladder next to where Attic and Ward are laid out on the broken ladder. Covey and Newsome are both within reach of the briefcase. Newsome hits Covey with big hit and Covey is rocked. Newsome tries to reach for the belt but Covey nails him in the midsection hard. Covey reaches up and tries to grab the briefcase and gets it but as he does Newsome nails him in his midsection this time letting go before Covey can unlatch the briefcase. The briefcase swings and Newsome tries to grab it but Covey instead grabs Newsome in a fireman carry. The crowd boos as Covey drops Newsome off his shoulders and down through the table below.

Daniels: "Modified Blowing Out Your Brains, Joshua Newsome is out of it."

Masters: "Matt Covey has this. Get that briefcase."

The fans cheer loudly as Eddie Rowan suddenly jumps the guardrail, adding yet ANOTHER run-in to this match! Covey is halfway up the ladder when Eddie leaps up behind him with a sho-ryuken groin shot! “Bad Ass” is stalled out on the ladder, doubled over in pain, trying to catch his breath and at this time Big Nasty finally re-enters the ring. Nasty looks at Eddie who finally stops glaring at Covey long enough to give BN a thumbs-up before bailing from the ring. Nasty returns the gesture and grabs Covey from the ladder and Nasty Bombs him from the ring and through the ladder bridged between the guard rail and ring apron.

Mack: "That was nuts. Big Nasty Nasty Bombed Covey."

Daniels: "BAH-GAWD!"

Masters: "This is Nastys match to lose at this point."

At this point Ward is finally showing signs of life and rolls off the broken ladder. He tries to climb up the ladder while Nasty climbs up the other side. Nasty is higher while Ward is going slightly faster. Ward reaches for the briefcase but Nasty grabs Ward by the throat and pushes him off and onto the canvas. Ward crashes with a thud.

Daniels: "Nasty slam?"

Masters: "Thats it, Nasty won. Ring the bell. Everyone else is down."

Nasty reaches up and grabs the briefcase and unlatches it. The crowd goes nuts as the bell rings.

Towers: "Your winner and two-time Money In The Bank winner, Big Nasty!!!!"

Nasty holds the briefcase in the air.

Daniels: "He did it"

Mack: "I can't believe it, but he did."

Masters: "Big Nasty surprised us all tonight."

Daniels: "That was a brutal display right there."

Mack: "Six men entered, one man remains standing."

All of a sudden Boulder is in the ring and tips the ladder Big Nasty is on its side. Nasty crashes on the top rope. He staggers back and Boulder lifts him in an Argentine backbreaker before dropping him on his head on the briefcase. The crowd is in shock.

Masters: "Who was that?"

Mack: "That is Boulder. He trained under me."

Daniels: "Did you have anything to do with this?"

Mack: "I can't tell you if I did or didn't."

Boulder stands over the fallen Money in the Bank winner and taunts him.

Daniels: "This is tasteless. He has no business to do this after Big Nasty just won the Money in the Bank briefcase for a second time." Masters: "I agree this is wrong. At least let him get off the stage before you sneak attack him."

Daniels: "Will you be serious Masters?"

***

-=CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!=-
"The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus vs "The Egoist" Mike King (c)

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“Streetcleaner” by Godflesh pumps through the speakers in the Tokyo Dome, a massive wave of cheers from the Japanese fans coming down as it does so. The screens on the stage light up with red siren lights, signaling the riot! The entrance opens up, and onto the stage enters Alan Fiscus to an even louder applause! He nods aggressively to the roar of the fans, motioning quickly for the noise to rise a little louder, then begins to charge down the ridiculously long ramp!

Jessica Towers: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the CZW Intercontinental Championship! Introducing first, the challenger! From Wichita, Kansas! He stands 6’1”, weighing in at 242lbs! He is “The Sadistic Solution”, ALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN FIIIIIIIIIIIIIISCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!”

Masters: “It’s time for one of the main attractions of the night! A bout between two of the very best in the CZW, the iconic Alan Fiscus, and the reigning, defending Intercontinental Champion and leader of the Wayward Sons, Mike King. Daniels, I don’t think it’s hard to think that this could be the match of the night!”

Daniels: “You have the no quit, veteran mentality of Alan Fiscus vs the technical mastermind that is the IC champion. This could come down right to the big moves in both of their arsenals!”

Masters: “The match could end in a minute, or go on for hours. All we can do is buckle in for the ride.”

Fiscus finally makes his way to the ring, stomping up the steps and into the ring. He jumps up onto the second rope and looks out into the crowd with a wild look in his eye! After taking in another loud ovation, Fiscus throws his fists into the air, streamers of orange flying into the ring from all sides, before turning and dropping back into the ring. His music slowly fades out, and there’s a pause while the ring crew clears the space. The cheers pick back up as “St. Anger” by Metallica takes over the airwaves, and the screens light up with flames, changing into a rising phoenix, the name “Mike King” in black across the wingspan! As the entrance opens up, Mike King emerges onto the stage, championship raised high!

Jessica Towers: “Next, representing the Wayward Sons! From Buckeye, Arizona! He stands 5’11”, weighing in at 210lbs! He is the CZW Intercontinental Champion! “The Egoist”, MIIIIIIIIKE KIIIIIIIIING!”

King slings the IC title over his shoulder, keeping his eyes locked on his opponent as he makes his way down to the ring.

Masters: “Mike King, the Intercontinental Champion. A man who has found some new drive that has pushed him into one of the top spots in the company! His record is nearly spotless since his return, and you know he’s looking for one more victory!”

Daniels: “Think about what this match means to Mike, William. Here is a man in Alan Fiscus who the entire CZW Nation looks to for the highest quality of matches. He’s one of the best, no questioning. What would a win against Fiscus do for Mike King? It would put him right on that same level, with the very best of the best. King wants that. He has just as much to gain from this match as Fiscus does!”

Masters: “This is indeed a match for it all! Both men clashing for respect and for one of the most distinguished titles in the world!”

King makes his way down to the ring, taking a moment to look to the sea of fans, before sliding into the ring! The streamers, multiple colors, come flying into the ring in the same quantity as before as King holds the title up high for all to see! The ring crew works to remove the streamers, and King hands the belt to the outside before turning into an immediate stare down with Fiscus! The eye contact stays as the ring is completely cleared, and both men ignore the ref when he asks if they’re ready! With no other option, the ref gives a shrug, then signals for the bell!

*DING-DING!*

Daniels: “Neither King nor Fiscus are backing down here, getting right in each other’s faces with this staredown! King shoves Fiscus! Fiscus shoves him right back! The fans here are itching with anticipation!”

King shoves Alan yet again and once more Alan returns the shove…and King SLAPS him right across the face! Alan, his head cocked sideways from the slap, freezes with rage for an instant before his expression turns to a smirk….and the LAYS into King with a lariat! Alan and King begin brawling on the mat, throwing fists at one another!

Masters: “Well…that escalated quickly, didn’t I? I mean, that REALLY got out of hand!”

King takes control, laying into Alan with several strong strikes whilst pinning him to the mat. Alan gets his foot between them and SHOVES King, sending him sprawling to the outside, rolling across the mat to follow him out!

Daniels: “And this one has spilled to the outside! Alan SLAMS King’s head onto the desk right here in front of us, now whipping him into the guard rail!

*CRAAAASH!!*

Daniels: “The champion winces in pain as Alan measures him up…charging in with a clothesline! NO! King gets a boot up and Alan eats it, staggering backwards!”

King takes a second to catch his breath and then runs at Alan, grabbing him by the arm and whipping him around, using his momentum to slingshot Alan INTO THE RING STEPS!!

*CRAAAAASH!*

Daniels: “The Intercontinental champion has taken control now after sending his opponent crashing into the steel! King rolls Fiscus into the ring and climbs to the apron…now going up top! He waits for Alan to stand and leaps off…WHIPPING him to the mat with a flying armdrag!! So much velocity gained instantly and stopped just as fast against the canvas! King makes the cover!”

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Unsurprised, King locks in a chicken-wing crossface, attempting to wear down his opponent.

Daniels: “Submission hold applied here and King is an expert at applying such holds. However, I can’t recall Alan Fiscus ever submitting off the top of my head…”

Masters: “He doesn’t need to give up, he just needs to wear him down to the point of uselessness before he puts him away, Daniels!”

King cinches in the hold, and Alan yells out in pain, struggling and…eventually finding a way to get his feet under him.

Daniels: “Alan fighting through the pain, getting to his feet! King wrenches back and…Alan backpedals and drives him into the corner, breaking the hold! Fiscus tries shaking the cobwebs loose while King collects himself, only momentarily stunned. Alan goes after King, but the champion braces himself on the ropes, kicking his legs up and grabbing Alan around the neck. Head-scissor takedown…NO! Alan shoves him off! King lands face-first on the mat!”

Alan grabs King as he pushes himself up from the mat, planting him back DOWN with a perfect belly-to-belly suplex! Immediately, Alan begins to rain fists down upon his opponent’s head which causes King to try and cover up and the referee to step in and admonish Alan for his tactics!

Daniels: “We all know how brutal and violent Alan can get and he may be tapping into that ‘dark’ side of his now!”

Masters: “Well, if he does, you’re finishing the rest of this broadcast on your own because I’m OUT of here!”

Fiscus gets up, pulling King up by the hair and whipping him into the corner, charging in after him with a big clothesline that connects! He drags King out of the corner with a front face-lock and glares out at the crowd…and then smiles. And then PLANTS King face-first with a DDT!!

Daniels: “A dangerous move for sure, and it might just buy Alan the Intercontinental championship! Fiscus with the pin!”

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Alan gives King a look of disdain but gets back up and drags the champion off the mat.

Daniels: “Alan…RETURNS the slap to the face from earlier and then DRIVES King back to the mat with an STO! The champion is down and now Fiscus is looking to go up top!”

Masters: “This will most definitely not bite him in the ass.”

Alan measures his opponent from the top rope and leaps off with a leg-drop…and King moves! Alan winces in pain as he hits the canvas, immediately favoring his tail-bone!

Masters: “Huh. Guess it did, after all.”

Daniels: “Yeah, that was an interesting coincidence, wasn’t it?”

King gets to his feet as Alan slowly rises, quickly taking advantage and locking in a straight-jacket hold…lifting and DRIVING Alan to the mat with the Egoist Smash!! Alan is down and in pain and King looks to capitalize further.

Daniels: “King pulls Fiscus up and hooks him up with a cobra clutch…we’ve seen this countless times before….QUIET RIOT!!”

King levels Alan with the lariat and immediately makes the cover!

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King looking a bit frustrated now as Alan kicks out yet again. He pulls Fiscus up and throws him into the corner, hoisting him up to the top rope!

Daniels: “King has something big in mind…looking for a superplex maybe!”

King ascends to the top, but Alan begins to show signs of life, fighting back with strikes to the midsection! He manages to take control and adjust their position on the ropes, hoisting King over his shoulders!

Daniels: “Fiscus has King in a fireman’s carry….HUGE SAMOAN DROP FROM THE TOP ROPE!!”

Masters: “The ring shook with that one!”

Daniels: “Alan makes the cover! New champion!”

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Daniels: “Close, but no!”

The fans begin to jeer as Alan gets to his feet, looking to further his attack on his opponent. However, he finds himself distracted as CRYPT makes his way out!

Daniels: “This can never be good!”

CRYPT heads to ringside with a smirk on his face, his paint still messed up from the previous ladder match.

Masters: “Alan DID cost him that briefcase, Daniels! I wouldn’t be surprised to see something similar happen now as payback!”

Daniels: “Alan’s attack WAS payback!”

Masters: “We both know there’s never an ‘even!’ It’s just back and forth retribution! That’s how this works!”

Alan continues to trade insults with CRYPT before turning back to King…WHO LOCKS HIM IN THE ST. ANGER II!!

Daniels: “KING LOCKS IT IN!! ST. ANGER II!! CRYPT looks on laughing as Fiscus struggles against this potent submission hold!!”

King wrenches back with all of his might but they’re too close to the ropes and Alan is able to struggle enough to grab the bottom rope, the ref forcing King to break the hold. King grudgingly releases it and then gets up to see CRYPT taunting him as well. He glares at him, clearly remembering the issues between them, but turns his attention back to his opponent.

Daniels: “King lifting Alan up and he hooking him up…could be looking for the KING BOMB here!”

Masters: “REVERSAL!”

Alan lifts King up and falls backwards onto him, landing in a pinning predicament!

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Daniels: “King with the kick out! Both men to their feet…SHINING METALLICA! NO! Alan ducks! King off the ropes with the momentum of his followthrough…OVERTHROW!! FISCUS CATCHES HIM WITH THE OVERTHROW!! THAT SHOULD BE ALL!!”

As Alan gets to his feet, he finds himself lifted OFF of them as CRYPT slides into the ring and CHOKESLAMS HIM!

Masters: “Oh, bloody hell, that hurt!”

Daniels: “Unbelievable! CRYPT with the blatant interference and the referee is calling for the bell!”

*DING-DING-DING!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest as a result of a disqualification….ALAN FISCUS!”

Daniels: “It’s important to note that a champion cannot lose his title on a DQ, so Mike King is STILL the Intercontinental Champion! That bastard CRYPT just cost Alan the gold!”

Masters: “AND he cost Mike King yet ANOTHER match, Jarred! Let’s not forget that as well!”

CRYPT stands over both prone men with a wicked smirk on his face before dropping to the mat and rolling out, heading back to the backstage area. King and Fiscus slowly recover as ‘Streetcleaner’ begins to play through the arena, each man clearly disappointed with the outcome. They glare at each other before Alan’s look of rage is directed towards the ramp and he heads out of the ring, storming to the back. King is handed his belt and, though clearly unhappy with the outcome of the match, he is relieved to still be carrying the gold.

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-=MAIN EVENT!=-
CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP TRIPLE-THREAT
"The Technicolour Tecnico" El Pablo vs "The sXe Curse" Ryan Shane vs "The F'N Boss" T.J. Hix (c)

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The camera closes in on CZW Ring Announcer Jessica Towers, a large smile on her face as she brings the microphone up!

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is your Main Event of the evening, and is a triple-threat match……….for the CZW Wooooooooooooorld Heavyweight Championship!”

A loud round of cheers follows her words, as “Party Hard” by Andrew WK bursts through the speakers! The noise is deafening, as an animation of Japanese dragon flies over the screen, rainbow-colored fur in patches on its body, and brightly colored candies falling like rain in the background! The entrance opens up, and what enters is not just a man, but rather a white and pink chariot, pulled by a horse that has been dyed all the colors of the rainbow! The rider stands up, and we see that it is none other than El Pablo! Pablo exits the chariot and walks a few steps, hand on his stomach in a bout of hunger. He stares at the horse for a minute, his tongue passing over his lips before snapping out of it and walking down to the ramp. He throws a finger into the air, setting off a round of confetti cannons that shower the entire scene in rainbow colored confetti!

Jessica Towers: “Introducing the first challenger! From The Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England! He stands 5’11”, weighing in at 195lbs! He is “The Five Star Superstar”, “The Technicolour Tecnico”, “The Faciest Face on the Face of Planet Pro-Wrestling”, EEEEEEELLLLLL PAAAAABLOOOOOO!!!!”

Daniels: “Now THAT’S a horse of a different color!”

Masters: “………………..”

Daniels: “What?”

Masters: “A bloody horse of a different colour?! Really?!?”

Daniels: “It’s just, I…..”

Masters: “No! Just no! We have the most important match in the new CZW, maybe in CZW history, and you’re going to make a joke about a bloody horse of a different bloody colour?!”

Daniels: “I…….Well, hey, there’s El Pablo! What’s left to say about this man, William? He’s the most decorated man in CZW history, and if his words mean anything, he has a focus going into this match that we’ve never seen before!”

Masters: “Yes…..yes El Pablo is one of the top stars in the sport today, and is backed tonight by a hatred of both Ryan Shane and The Uprising. Many are saying that El Pablo may be the last chance CZW has of defeating Ryan Shane, and you have to believe this is true.” Pablo makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with fans with one hand while holding his empty stomach with another. He stops as one of the fans reaches over the ramp, in their hands a wrapped up cheeseburger! Pablo stares at the burger, unraveling and taking a large, aggressive bite! He nods his head, feeling the power of the meat and cheese flowing through him, then slams the rest of the burger back into the fan’s hand! Pablo climbs onto the ring apron and launches himself into a front flip over the ropes, landing on his feet! The ring is nearly flooded with rainbow colored streamers, burying Pablo, the ref, and Jessica Towers! Pablo jumps around and prepares himself as the ring crew clears the ring, and Pablo’s music slowly dies down. There’s a long bit of pause, and the fans sit in anticipation over who is entering next. Suddenly, static takes over the screens onstage, and white noise fills the air. After a few seconds, every light in the arena dies down, and our ears are filled with a familiar quote. "This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll look down and whisper... "...No." The opener guitars of “Immigrant Song” by Gotthard shred onto the speaker system, and the arena lights up with a flood of blood red and flashing white strobes! The screens are taken over by a chaotic scene of black and red, a spiked and splattered spelling of “Ryan Shane” appearing rapidly over the scene. Large clouds of smoke buildup on the stage, exploding up in pillars in front of the entrance! From it enters the man himself, Ryan Shane, with Ms. Cassidy Fontaine in tow! Shane eyes the crowd from under his wool cap, then motions to Cassidy to follow as he walks calmly down to the ring!

Jessica Towers: “Introducing the second challenger! Accompanied to the ring by Cassidy Fontaine, and representing The Uprising! From Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada! He stands 6’1”, weighing in at 225lbs! He is the self-proclaimed “Anti-Christ of CZW”, and “The Straight-Edge Curse”, RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!!!”

Ryan doesn’t take his eyes off of El Pablo, who in return stares right back. He slowly continues forward, basking in the boos of the Japanese fans, hands slipped into his pocket. Cassidy gives a stray glance around every few steps, but for the most part keeps her eyes on the ground.

Masters: “Plague has fallen, Daniels. The man you see before you may in fact be the most dangerous man, not just in CZW, but in all of the world. Ryan Shane has defeated so many on his way to this point, injured so many more. Right now we are on the cusp of Armageddon. What will happen if Ryan should be victorious, I cannot begin to describe.”

Daniels: “It’ll be pure anarchy, that’s what! Ryan Shane is exactly what he calls himself. He’s a curse, a plague on the Professional Wrestling industry. It’s not a well-known fact, but Ryan Shane has a history. Every time he has come into contact with a company’s world title, that company goes out of business. This is not something new to Shane. He’s been planning this.”

Masters: “He’s been waiting for this time. If Pablo or Hix cannot put Ryan down, this shell of CZW will end. For all of our sakes, I hope Ryan is victorious!”

Daniels: “You’re mad!”

Ryan climbs onto the apron and to the top rope from the outside, placing his foot on the top rope. He stares down at Pablo, motioning around his waist in the shape of a title! He then snaps to the crowd, swiping his arms out to his sides and letting out a loud roar! Black and red streamers fly into the ring, though in small quantity. Ryan jumps into the ring as it’s being cleared, and walks up to Pablo, only to be pushed back by the ref! He removes his hat and leather coat and hands them to ringside as his music dies and the lights are returned to normal. The word “BREAK!” is screamed into the air as “Tear Away” by Drowning Pool begins to play. The screens light up with images of falling money, and the entrance is opened, allowing T.J. Hix to walk onto the stage! He holds the CZW World Title high over his head!

Jessica Towers: “Introducing last! From Brooklyn, New York! He stands 6’, weighing in at 220lbs! He is the 2012 King of Combat, and the CZW Woooooooorld Heavyweight Champion! “The F’N Boss”, T…..J……HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Hix slings the title over his shoulder and begins making his way to the ring, both of his challengers not really acknowledging him. The reaction from the crowd is a light round of jeers, but the adrenaline is still high for Pablo and Shane.

Masters: “And the champion arrives! T.J. Hix started this year off very impressive, Daniels, but I’m afraid what we’ve seen from him recently has been less-than-impressive. I honestly don’t give him a large chance of walking out of this match as champion.”

Daniels: “He’s been able to defend his title a few times, but look at his opponents tonight. Two of the best in the world. I think we all know this isn’t much of a contest of three, but rather a one on one with some interference.”

Hix enters the ring and hands the belt to the outside. No streamers are thrown. The music dies down as the ref looks to the outside, and signals for the bell!

*DING-DING!*

Daniels: “This is it! The grand finale of what has been an amazing show thus-far!”

Masters: “I have goosebumps, Daniels!”

Daniels: “All three competitors circle the ring, slowly closing in towards one another…”

The trio inch nearer and nearer, looking back and forth at each of their respective opponents. Hix lifts his hand towards Pablo, looking for a lace-up of some sort. Pablo looks to accept, but then quickly turns to see Shane throw a kick at chest-level! Pablo catches the attack and quickly sweeps the leg of Shane, sending him to the mat! He then uses the caught leg for leverage, leaping over the fallen Shane with a spinning heel kick directed at Hix! TJ ducks the attack and goes for a quick knee drop to Ryan, but Shane rolls out of the way! Shane and Pablo kip-up to their feet, and Shane throws a forearm shot at Hix which is blocked! Hix looks for a clothesline on Shane, but Ryan ducks the attack, which carries through to EP who counters with a quick hip-toss!

Shane follows up with a forearm to the lower back of Pablo who winces in pain quickly, then reaches over his shoulder, taking Shane to the mat with a snap-mare! Ryan rolls through onto his feet and is knocked flat by TJ Hix as he comes charging off the ropes with a running shoulder block!

Daniels: “What an exchange that was! Pablo now with a series of kicks to the champion, but Hix blocks them, then catches the challenger with a big right hand! Another! Hix staggers Pablo to the ropes and whips him to the other side! Pablo with a springboard!! He clocked the champion with that picture-perfect heel kick!!”

Masters: “Shane with a big kick to the back of El Pablo’s knee! EP down to one knee as Shane lays into him with a forearm strike to the back of the head! The squirrel is grounded!”

Shane gives EP a few more stomps for good measure and then heads over to Hix who is recovering. He hooks his arms into a butterfly lock and hoists him up, dropping him back-first over his knee with a CURSEBREAKER!! Hix rolls around in pain as Shane grabs Pablo who was getting back to his feet, similarly connecting with another Cursebreaker on ‘the Technicolor Tecnico!’

Daniels: “The leader of the Uprising is in control here, doing a good job of keeping both opponents grounded and dazed! Shane returns to Hix now, kicking him sharply in the back as he fights to his feet! Shane whips Hix into the corner and follows in…YAKUZA KICK!! Hix hits the mat face-first!”

Masters: “His face is OFF, Daniels! It’s physically OFF!”

Shane grins evilly at Hix and then turns towards El Pablo who has risen back to a knee. He grabs EP by the mask, but Pabs surprises him, slapping his hands away and leaping straight UP into the air, hooking him up with a hurricanrana, rolling Shane up into the pin!

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Daniels: “HOLY!!”

Masters: “I can’t believe it was almost over that fast!! El Pablo just narrowly missed making this the shortest main event ever!”

Shane, after barely managing to kick out, is STILL in shock that he was caught so off-guard, looking wide-eyed to the referee as he recovers, just to make sure it was, in fact, only a two-count! Pablo continues to make the most of his surprise, grabbing Shane and clubbing him across the back with a series of forearm shots before grabbing the arm, wrenching it.

Daniels: “El Pablo still has Shane reeling after that near fall, holding ‘the Anti-Christ’ in a wrist-clutch…he runs up the turnbuckle and flips over Shane, whipping him to the ground with that modified armdrag! He could’ve yanked Shane’s arm out of its socket and that would make those forearm strikes of his significantly less effective, I’d say!”

Masters: “That’s just…! …actually, that’s pretty smart, I must say.”

Shane hits the mat, teeth clenched in pain, indeed favoring his shoulder as El Pablo moves in to capitalize. However, he finds himself seized by the World Champion, lifted and PLANTED to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex!

Daniels: “TJ Hix getting back into this match! He pulls Pablo to his feet and whips him hard into the corner, following him in with a BRUTAL SPEAR!! The champion just knocked the wind out of EP’s lungs with that attack! Big lariat from Hix sends Pablo over the top rope and now he sets his sights on Ryan Shane! Shane still favoring that arm a bit as TJ pulls him back to his feet…he grabs Ryan by the hair and shorts and HURLS HIM SHOULDER FIRST INTO THE RING-POST!!”

Masters: “And that’s why TJ Hix is the world heavyweight champion, Daniels! That fast, he’s back to dominating this match and he has effectively neutralized his opponents’ strongest strengths in a matter of seconds!”

Hix scoops Shane up over his shoulder and then lunges forward, DRIVING him over his knee with a shoulder-breaker! Some fans jeer Hix’s current dominance and some cheer for Shane being assaulted, giving a mixed reaction that slowly grows in cheers as El Pablo pulls himself back onto the apron. Hix notices him and rushes, but Pablo staggers him with a well-placed kick through the ropes! Hix staggers briefly but then recovers and lunches for EP yet again. Pablo, gripping the middle rope, drops down and SLIDES INTO THE RING UNDER HIX’S LEGS!! TJ whirls around and EP quickly rolls backwards into a handstand, catching TJ about the neck with his feet!

Masters: “What in the holy hell is going on here!?”

Daniels: “El Pablo with a headstand head-scissors, now pulling Hix away from the ropes and running circles on his palms, spinning the champ in circles!”

As EP builds up momentum, he pushes off of the ground, spinning around TJ for a couple more rotations before taking him down with the head-scissors! TJ rolls around on the mat looking extremely dizzy as EP pops up from the mat to a rousing applause! Applause that is cut short as Ryan Shane quickly snags EP and PLANTS him to the mat with a Saito suplex!

Masters: “Yes, yes, very flashy, but sometimes less is more.”

Daniels: “Hard to argue that at this point as Ryan Shane now looks to be in control, still favoring his right shoulder. He waits as El Pablo begins to recover and…now driving those vicious kicks to his chest! Three…four… Shane now drops down to a knee beside Pablo and grabs his mask, connecting with a VICIOUS headbutt!”

Pablo looks very dazed after the blow and Shane looks to TJ Hix as the champ finally recovers from EP’s head-scissors. Hix holds a palm up to Shane and then motions at EP, nodding with an angry expression. Hix grabs Pablo and hooks him up for a suplex before looking to Shane.

Daniels: “Ryan Shane looking a little reluctant to team up with Hix at this point, but he grabs Pablo from the other side here, both men lifting EP up for a double-team suplex…NO, BRAINBUSTER!!”

Pablo gets spiked with a double-team brainbuster, rolling into a seated position with no apparent cognitivity before flopping back to the mat in almost cartoonish slow-motion!

Daniels: “Well, that was just sickening! Hix and Shane with a double team and now they’re back at each other’s throats! Shane throws a lariat but Hix ducks, PUNCHING Shane’s wounded shoulder! Hix snags Ryan and throws him over the ropes to the outside, now making a quick cover over El Pablo!”

Masters: “This is it! It’s over!”

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The fans cheer loudly as El Pablo keeps the match alive, and Hix glares in frustration as he moves to his feet, pulling Pablo up as well. Out of nowhere, Pablo drives a fist to the gut of the champ! A second! TJ retaliates with a big punch that staggers EP, but Pablo fights back with a knife-edge chop!

‘WOOOOOOOOOOOO!’

Hix counters with a solid punch between EP’s eyes! Pablo staggers and Hix connects with another shot, dazing him even more! Hix looks at his fist, slowly drawing it back for a haymaker to finish Pablo off, but he finds himself seized by Ryan Shane!

Daniels: “Shane hooking Hix up for a Russian leg-sweep…AS EL PABLO CONNECTS WITH A DROPSAULT ON TJ HIX!! Pablo lands on his feet, leaping up for a hurricanrana on Ryan Shane as he stands!”

*WHAAAAAM!!*

Daniels: “REVERSED INTO A POWERBOMB FROM SHANE!! THE PIN!!”

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Masters: “Hix pulled Shane back off the pin there, saving his own title!!”

Daniels: “Yes, but Shane is still in control, angrily kicking Hix in the temple! He secures this wrist-“

Masters: “Time for a BOOT PARTY, Daniels!”

Shane lays into Hix with his brutal series of stomps, then proceeds to pull him up from the mat, the wrist-clutch still applied. Shane quickly transitions into a pumphandle lock and, with a roar of pain, lifts Hix up and DRIVES him to the mat with the CURSEBREAKER II!!

Daniels: “Fantastic move there by Ryan Shane! That pumphandle neckbreaker was effective, but it might not have been the best idea as it seems like Shane’s shoulder is in rough shape!”

Masters: “I think Shane would injure his arm to the point of amputation if it meant winning this match, Daniels! He’s a man possessed!”

Shane grimaces in pain, clutching his shoulder as he eyes Pablo pulling himself up by the ropes. He shakes his head, telling Pablo to stay down, but EP continues to pull himself up. Shane hits the ropes on the near side, charging at EP with a head of steam, lunging forth with a brutal YAKUZA KICK!!

Daniels, Masters, and pretty much every other male in the audience:” OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!”

The collective sympathy groan occurs as El Pablo drops back to the mat, causing Ryan to lunge groin-first into the top rope, hanging suspended off of the ground. EP gets back to his feet and looks at Shane, visibly wincing as he notices the predicament that his opponent is now in. He doubles over a bit, hand over his own groin in a look of mock sympathy pain before looking out to the audience, shrugging helplessly.

Daniels: “El Pablo now…grabbing the top rope and BOUNCING HIS FEET ON THE BOTTOM ROPE! Ryan Shane being bounced cruelly over the top rope and, at this point, I’m not upset to see this in the least! It’s KARMA, bah-gawd!”

Adding athleticism to the otherwise hilarious situation, EP springs off the bottom rope, catching Shane with a hurricanrana that whips him off the ropes and to the FLOOR! Shane crashes in a heap, but EP holds onto the ropes, skinning the cat and hauling himself back into the ring…where he is promptly driven back OVER the ropes and to the outside by TJ Hix!!

Daniels: “ALL THREE MEN TO THE OUTSIDE NOW!! It looks like a car wreck out there!!”

Hix and Pablo slowly get to their feet and begin trading shots until Hix connects with a sharp dropkick to the knee, surprising EP and sending him crashing to the floor in a heap. He stands, but finds himself DRILLED in the temple by Shane!

Daniels: “RYAN SHANE WITH A RUNNING START DIVES OFF THE APRON AND SIMPLY DECAPITATES HIX WITH THAT LEAPING FOREARM SHOT!!”

Masters: “That was vicious! Not quite ‘sublime’ but still very effective as the champ is down and possibly out!”

Shane stands, shaking his arm to shrug off the pain in his shoulder. He pulls Pablo up and Irish whips him hard into the apron! EP winces in pain, his back arched sharply, but he gets no reprieve as Shane then sends him to the other side into the barricade! Measuring Pablo up, Ryan sends him OVER the guard rail and into the crowd with a discus lariat!!

Daniels: “El Pablo just became a member of this Tokyo audience the hard way! And now Shane directs his fury to the world champion!”

Shane rolls Hix into the ring and hooks the leg, making the cover!

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Daniels: “So many people thought that was the end! Including me! However, TJ Hix shows his resilience by kicking out of that pinfall attempt, and this match will continue!”

Masters: “At this stage it’s hard to believe Hix is still fighting, but he IS the champion for a reason!”

Shane pulls Hix up by the hair and slowly measures him up before bashing him with a forearm shot! Hix, snapping out of his daze with a surge of adrenaline retaliates with one of his own! Shane, staggered and surprised, lunges in with another! Hix retaliates yet again!

Daniels: “Hix and Shane trading forearm shots here, but now Shane taking control, driving Hix back against the ropes! Shane lays into him with those forearm shots and now Hix is barely staying on his feet, looking completely dazed! Shane sizing him up…could be looking for his Sublimation to put Hix down for good!”

Shane backs away from Hix, then sprints to the far side, charging in with the forearm shot…but Hix drops down, pulling the rope with him! Shane tumbles over and onto the apron!

Masters: “Excellent ring presence there from the champ, using Shane’s own momentum against him!”

Hix stands and grabs Shane by the hair, lifting him up to try and suplex him back into the ring. He lifts, but Shane fights back, blocking it! He drives his fist into Hix’s ribs a few times and then looks to suplex TJ to the OUTSIDE!!

Daniels: “Shane lifts the champ and….DRUNK DRIVER!! TO THE OUTSIDE FROM THE APRON!! BAH-GAWD, TJ HIX IS BROKEN IN HALF!!”

Shane stands over Hix with a roar, staring down at him with intensity in his eyes!

Masters: “That was bru-WHAT THE HELL!?”

As Shane stands over the fallen champion, he fails to notice that El Pablo is CROWD SURFING TOWARDS HIM, the fans of Tokyo helping ‘the Five Star Superstar’ back into the fight by letting him RIDE THE RAINBOW RIVER! Pablo ends up on the guard rail, blowing a quick kiss of thanks to the fans behind him before leaping off!

Daniels: “FURRY NINJA STRIKE!! SHANE AND HIX ARE DOWN!! GET ONE OF THEM IN THE RING, PABLO!! THE TITLE IS YOURS!!”

Pablo throws Shane into the ring, rolling in after him and making the cover!!

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Masters: “She just put Shane’s foot on the rope!”

Indeed, Cassidy, looking almost ashamed of herself grabbed Ryan Shane’s foot, pulling it over the bottom rope to keep this match alive! EP looks at Shane’s leg and then out at Cassidy, his masked squirrely fury seemingly intimidating her into retreat immediately!

Daniels: “Well, Cassidy leaves the ringside area but the damage is already done! Pablo, shaking his head now returns to Shane who-INSIDE CRADLE!!”

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Pablo gets up before Shane, but finds himself SPEARED to the mat by TJ Hix! Hix then ducks a forearm by Shane as he stands and knees him in the gut! Shane doubles over and TJ grabs him with a gut-wrench!

Daniels: “SEEK NEW EMPLOYMENT!! HE HAS HIM UP!!”

As TJ lifts Shane up for the Dominator, Pablo comes charging from the side, leaping up into a hurricanrana!

Daniels: “TASTE THE RAINBOW!! HIX EATS THE CANVAS!!”

The fans erupt as EP hits his signature finish, leaving Hix completely unconscious in the ring! Pablo gets up with a burst of adrenaline!

And is immediately stopped dead by Sublimation!! The impact is so sharp, so sudden that EP is caught completely by surprise and sent to the outside through the ropes!!

Daniels: “RYAN SHANE WITH SUBLIMATION TO EL PABLO!!”

Masters: “Shane was fortunate enough to land on his feet after EP saved him from Hix’s dominator, Daniels! Holy shit, here’s the cover!!”

Shane makes the cover on TJ Hix who is still unresponsive!!

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*DING-DING-DING!*

Daniels: “NO!!!”

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match…and NEW CZW World Heavyweight Champion….RYAN….SHANE!!”

“Immigrant Song” blares over the PA and the fans in attendance are losing it with jeers. Shane pushes himself up to his knees, almost in a dreamlike state as he hears his name announced, oblivious to the boos, curses and garbage being hurled at him.

Daniels: “Fans, that was an amazing contest, but I don’t care at this point…this just makes me ill right now.”

Masters: “Oh, cheer up, Daniels. It’s not the end of the world.”

(The referee offers Ryan the belt, but he snatches it away and hoists it above his head to further the already huge heat. Meanwhile, Hix and El Pablo are still recovering in the ring when five figures slowly make their way out of the crowd, surrounding the ring and training their gazes on Shane.)

Daniels: Oh no, this can't be good. The Uprising has surrounded the ring.

Masters: They're like a pack of wild dogs, I can't get enough of it.

Daniels: You're sick.

Masters: You're gay.

Daniels: Really, you have to resort to that now?

Masters: Always GLAAD to, partner.

(With a simple cocked eyebrow from Shane, The Uprising slide into the ring from all sides, surrounding the fallen Hix and El Pablo, who are only now starting to stir. Blaze, Belanger and CRYPT have T.J. Hix surrounded, while Kaid and Covey have targeted El Pablo. El Pablo and Hix only now realize what they're facing, but as they try to get up, Kaid and Covey drop them with stereo kicks to start the beatdown. With the crowd shouting obscenities at the ring, The Uprising pick an already battered and bloodied T.J. Hix and El Pablo apart, raining down as many punches and kicks as possible.)

Daniels: This is savage, even for The Uprising.

Masters: That's how your mother described me last night.

Daniels: William, you better shut the fuck up before I--

Masters: get an uprising in your pants?!?! TOO LATE! HAHAHA!

(As the commentators continue to bicker, Shane watches the beatdown with slitted eyes and a sickening smirk while seated atop the turnbuckle. The camera cuts over to a view from Shane's perspective, only for the new Champion to push the cameraman off the ring apron, prompting another venue-shaking round of heat.)

Shane to Covey and CRYPT, icily: Finish these fuckers.

(CRYPT hoists Hix high into the air, and Blaze and Belanger run to opposite sides of the ring and jump to the top rope. They then launch themselves into missile dropkicks to either side of T.J.'s head. Hix starts bleeding profusely as CRYPT delays for a few seconds, then drops Hix with a vicious Delirium Trigger that has the fans on the verge of throwing garbage. Once they're sure Hix is out, the three men set out to destroy the arena, ripping down barricades and destroying set pieces all around. CRYPT pulls out a sledgehammer from the ring and proceeds to destroy the announce table, though Daniels and Masters still have their headsets on. Meanwhile, Blaze and Belanger get into it with fans who are trying to jump the barricade to get at them. Back in the ring, Shane simply looks up, motioning to Covey and Kaid to hoist El Pablo onto their shoulders and lay him out. CRYPT destroys one set of steel steps outside the ring and tosses a stair in between Covey and Kaid. Shane triumphantly raises the World Championship belt and ascends to the top turnbuckle. Just as he's about to jump...)

Voice: Enough, enough, enough... THAT IS FUCKING ENOUGH!

(Kaid and Covey drop El Pablo hard to the canvas, but the crowd roars a 'CZW!' chant as an absolutely furious Derek Damage comes blazing down to the ring, CZW security sporting full riot gear in tow. He gets into the ring, microphone in hand as he approaches Shane.)

Damage: Get down.

(Almost mockingly, Shane obliges, though he puts his foot back on the bottom turnbuckle so he can push himself back up at will.)

Damage: Stay... The Fuck... Down...

(Shane's pissed at Derek using his phrase and stays down, but now Shane's eyes are wild with rage as he locks eyes with Damage.)

Damage: Who in the FUCK do you think you are, Ryan? You're no fucking saviour like you claim you are. There's no honour in desecrating the Combat Zone as you have, so leave well enough alone.

(As the crowd cheers for him, Damage wipes his mouth and takes a deep breath.)

Damage: You have your precious championship, so get the fuck out of here before--

(Shane rips the microphone away from Damage, getting right in his face.)

Shane, icily: Before what, Derek? What the FUCK are you going to do? You've exhausted every last empty threat you've got, and you've burned any bridge you had to salvation. Everyone you thought could stop me, I took them down in a bloody heap. Who in the FUCK could POSSIBLY save you now, Derek? What you've witnessed here tonight is but a small sample of what you can expect now that The Uprising has completed its ascent...

(Shane and Damage are nearly touching eyeballs at this point.)

Shane: ...And this is nothing compared to what's in store for you.

(Shane drops the microphone, and Damage nervously rolls the cuffs up on his shirt in anticipation of a brawl. Tense seconds pass as Shane headfakes him at first, but just as he's about to lunge forward...)

"I SEE IT IN YOUR EYES, TAKE ONE LOOK AND DIE!!!"

(Both men freeze in the ring as the gravelly voice of Lemmy Kilmister fills the arena. Seconds later, the opening riff to "ACE OF SPADES" FROM MOTORHEAD BLASTS THROUGH THE TOKYO DOME!!!)

Daniels and Masters simultaneously: NO FUCKING WAY!!!

(As the drums kick in, the Tokyo Dome is rocking as a man appears on stage.)

Daniels: I DON'T BELIEVE IT! ACE KING HAS RETURNED TO THE COMBAT ZONE AFTER MORE THAN TWO YEARS AWAY!!!

Masters: What could he POSSIBLY want here?!?!?!?!?!

(A new-look Ace looks around the Tokyo Dome and briefly acknowledges the fans before walking to the ring with a purpose. Shane turns his head sideways as Ace steps up into the ring, never once taking his eyes off the two-time World Heavyweight Champion. El Pablo is slowly recovering, but he's aware enough to know his longtime tag team partner and former stablemate is there, and a smirk crosses his face as a result. Amidst feverish chants of 'ACE! ACE! ACE!', the former Champion steps in between Damage and Shane, giving a piercing look to both men. Ace steps away from the men, but after a few more seconds of silence and an extended look at Shane...)

THWACK!!!

Daniels: WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!

(The Tokyo fans are now throwing garbage at the ring as Ace whips Damage across the ring and delivers a devastating Full House Roundhouse Kick that connects square on the temple. Ace is possessed now, the wild eyes evident as he slaps the All-In submission on Damage tight. With The Uprising staring down over him, a stunned El Pablo can only watch as Ace releases Damage, who falls forward. Ace surveys the carnage in the ring before looking at Shane and taking his leave, getting pelted with garbage as he walks up the ramp. Meanwhile, Shane stands over the fallen Damage with a cold smirk on his face, raising the World Heavyweight Championship above his head as the feed goes black.)

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