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We open up of a shot directly outside the Manhattan Center, just minutes before Kingdom Come begins. A small limo pulls into the back, and the driver exits his seat and makes his way to the backdoor. He opens the door and holds it open as CZW’s Owner and Chairman, Derek Damage, exits the vehicle! Damage adjusts his gray suit jacket and begins to walk to the building. As he does, he is cut off by CZW personality Ryan Lewis, mic in hand. Damage acts as if he does not see Lewis, and continues on.

Lewis: “Mr. Damage! Mr. Damage! A word! What do you expect to see happen here tonight on CZW’s first iPay-Per-View?”

Damage: “It should be a good showing by everyone.”

Damage doesn’t stop, but Lewis jogs up ahead of his, pushing the microphone closer to Damage’s face.

Lewis: “Who do you see walking out of the Hammerstein Ballroom as our first World champion since the return? The people want to know, Mr. Damage!”

Damage doesn’t even offer a response or look at Lewis. He makes his way to the back entrance of the Manhattan Center and gets a hand on the door, opening it half-way. Lewis, not satisfied with his non-productive interview, speaks up one more time.

Lewis: “Mr. Damage you seem really……disturbed. Is something bothering you, what’s on your mind?”

At the mention of his thoughts, Damage stops, taking a second to collect himself before turning back to face Lewis. He just glares at him, the blood slowly going to his face as he begins to shake lightly.

Damage: “What’s on my mind?”

Lewis looks to the camera crew, then back to Damage. He can’t muster up the nerve to speak to his boss. He nods very fast, hoping not to offend. Damage begins to shake more.

Damage: “What’s on…………..my mind?”

In a snap Damage grabs the microphone, turning to the camera! His face has turned deep red, and he yells at the top of his lungs! Lewis can only watch in shock!

Damage: “What’s on my mind is that I should be sitting back and enjoying the first iPay-Per-View in the new life of my company, but I can’t just have good time tonight and give the people what they want because there’s a band of psychopaths running around hurting anyone who wants to earn a paycheck in CZW! I can’t catch a minute of peace without Ryan Shane and his thugs attacking somebody else! That’s why I called in El Pablo. He might not like me, and I can accept that. My reputation is as such, but if there’s anybody in this world that loves CZW more than me, it’s El Pablo! Titles, ticket sales, none of that will matter if we don’t end this Uprising right here, tonight!”

Damage’s face crunches up as if he had a bad taste in his mouth. He flares his nostrils.

Damage: “I’ve done everything I can for Pablo, and I have total confidence he can get the job done. However, Ryan, because I know you can hear me, do NOT think you can just make it past the Greenhouse Match and be home free! I’ve put too much damn time and money into bringing my creation back for you to just bury it! If Pablo can’t get the job done tonight………….”

Damage heaves a heavy sigh, almost as disappointed with himself as he was with the acts of some of his employees. His breathing begins to even out, and he looks into the camera with sheer determination. Still, he couldn’t help but have his skin crawl.

Damage: “Then I’ll have to go to Plan B. One way or another, Ryan Shane is not walking out of the Manhattan Center on his own two feet.”

Damage shoves the microphone back into Lewis’ chest and turns away, swinging the door wide open and disappearing inside. Lewis can only dust himself off and watch as the heavy door slams shut on its own. He can only look to the camera and shrug, not knowing what Damage had meant by ‘Plan B’. The feed fades out, ready to begin the show!

A slow fade-in of an overhead shot of New York City at night comes into view just as “Heart of Courage” by Two Steps from Hell begins to play. From here we see it all, the Empire State Building, Madison Square Garden, and the still evolving Freedom Tower. A fade out brings the shot to the front of the Manhattan Center. The camera slowly creeps closer and closer to the front door, the music growing more and more intense, until we reach the door and it swings open to the logo of CZW’s KINGDOM COME! We cut to a shot of the words “TRIPLE THREAT” and quick flashes of the faces of Wes Hartley, Jeremy Dart, and Cole Williams! A screen showing each of the men facing each other, Dart sipping back a beer, Cole simply cracking his knuckles, and Hartley running his thumb across his neck, and pointing across from him! We hear each of their voices speaking in unison:

Dart/Williams/Hartley: “I am CZW!”

The words “CZW DEBUT” burst onto the screen next, cutting to the faces of both Jason X and Satoshi Kobayashi, Reece Evans standing just behind him. The screen transitions to both men facing each other, Jason X motioning with both of his hands for Satoshi to bring it on, and Satoshi standing there with his arms crossed, Reece Evans leaning on his shoulder and pointing at X, barking orders at Satoshi. We hear both men’s voices:

Jason: “I am CZW!”

Satoshi: “Watashi wa CZW gozen!”

Next, “ULTRAVIOLENT RULES” comes to the screen, a few small blotches of blood hitting the screen with it. Flashes of Tim Timmons and Joshua Newsome come to the screen, followed by them standing face to face. Timmons points to himself with both thumbs mouthing the words “The Whole Show” as Newsome just cracks his neck!

Timmons/Newsome: “I am CZW!”

“TAG-TEAM ACTION” explodes onto the screen next, cutting to the faces of both Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce, as well as Ben Zenith and Eddie G. The teams face off, The Gunslinger Saints firing finger guns at their opponents with smiles on their faces, The Power just standing there, ready for action!

GSS/Power: “We are CZW!”

Next, “WINDOW TO THE UPRISING” appears on-screen, cutting to images of Mike King and Gregory Grantham! Facing off, King jumps up and down, psyching himself up, and Grantham arrogantly laughs at his opponent, cracking his knuckles!

King/Grantham: “I am CZW!”

“FANS BRING THE WEAPONS” jolts onto the screen, various weapons ranging from forks and baseball bats, to blenders and cookie sheets! Next, the words “CZW X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP” burst through them in gold, a silver X sparkling behind it. A cut to a shot of Krimzon Blaze, and the masked face of Mike Monroe! When facing off, Blaze claps quickly and throws his hands up in a cross handsign while Monroe slides the mask on his face up, raising the CZW X-division Title as he does so!

Monroe/KB: “I am CZW!”

The words “GREENHOUSE MATCH” charge onto the screen, fragments of glass smashing and exploding into bits behind them. We see the smiling face of the newly-masked El Pablo, and the scowl of Ryan Shane. As they face each other, Pablo places his hands out at his side as confetti begins to fall down around him, while Ryan places both fists out, then crosses them over his chest in a straight edge X.

El Pablo: “I am CZW!”

Shane: “I am Plague…….”

Finally, the moment we anticipated! “ELIMINATION FOUR-WAY” appears first, only to be blown to bits as a large crown crashed through it, the words “KING OF COMBAT FINALS” materializing beneath it! That screen soon broke apart too, as the shot of the CZW World Heavyweight Title appears, the words “CZW WORLD HEAVYWEGHT CHAMPIONSHIP” appearing below it! We see the shots of the four men who have earned their spot here, TJ Hix, Johnny Kerosene, Cage Stryker, and Daniel Cain! They stand off, Hix showing off his expensive suit, Stryker removing the hood from his head and slapping his chest, Cain slowly running his hand in front of his body in a cross, and Kerosene actually air-guitaring! We hear the four potential world champions speak!

Hix/Cain/Stryker/Kerosene: “I am CZW!”

Just then, the music stops and the screen goes black. A shot of Derek Damage lifting his head out from the shadows is seen, and he stares into the camera. His voice echoes out.

Damage: “I am CZW.”

The shot then arrives inside the Hammerstein Ballroom to the roar of a full house! A loud “CZW!” chant begins as we scan over them! We see signs everywhere, ranging from “Prophecy Fulfilled”, to “Power Outage”, and finally “Men in Glass Houses should wear less clothing” from CZW’s resident Sign Troll! With that, we cut to Jarred Daniels and William Masters at ringside!

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-=TRIPLE THREAT!=-
Wes Hartley vs "The Cowboy" Jeremy Dart vs Cole Williams

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Daniels: Welcome to the Hammerstine Ballroom, in the Manhattan Center. This is CZW Kingdom Come. I am Jared Daniels and with me as always is William Masters.

Masters: This is a huge event, the first since the return of CZW.

Daniels: Yes, over one and a half year since our last big event entitled Extreme Insurrection.

Masters: Well tonight we have some of the biggest matches in CZW history. Mike Monroe and Krimzon Blaze, sometimes partners, sometime rivals continue their epic series of matches as they fight for Monroe’s CZW X Division title.

Daniels: But it is not only that, it is a Fans Bring the Weapons Match.

Masters: Who know what these people have brought to the arena tonight.

Daniels: I’ve counted one stale piece of French bread…

Masters: That is mine, I was using that for croutons with my soup.

Daniels: Well we also the Greenhouse match which is one of the most violent matches in the history of CZW. It will be two of the past stars here in CZW. CZW Original El Pablo makes his in ring return as he face the leader of The Uprising, Ryan Shane.

Masters: This is the clash of two titans. El Pablo was one of the more revered and beloved wrestlers in CZW’s history while Ryan Shane is no slouch himself.

Daniels: I wonder if El Pablo has any ring rust.

Master: No matter if he does or doesn’t he is in for a tough night tonight.

Daniels: But that is not is all…

Masters: No it is not CZW Originals Cage Stryker, Johnny Kerosene and TJ Hix will fight in a fatal four way with the remarkable rookie to CZW Daniel Cain for the biggest prize in CZW.

Daniels: That is right, tonight we crown the new CZW World Heavyweight Champion. Daniel Cain maybe a rookie but he has the backing of Mike King, one of CZW’s best wrestlers.

Masters: Mike King has held four different titles here in CZW and he has taken Cain under his wing. But remember Johnny Kerosene has been a tag team champion with Brian Blaze as well is a part of the Uprising so you never know what he’ll be up to.

Daniels: TJ Hix has held many different titles but none here in CZW despite being the interim general manager of CZW at one point.

Masters: You also have former CZW World Heavyweight Champion Cage Stryker too. He held it for some time too.

Daniels: Let’s go for Jessica Towers for our opening contest.

The scene cuts to Jessica Towers standing in the middle of the ring.

Towers: The following is the opening match of CZW Kingdome Come. It is a Triple Threat match scheduled for one fall.

"I Am the Bullgod" plays through the arena as Cole Williams heads to the ring with Buck Evans behind him in tow.

Towers: Introducing first, being led to the ring by Buck Evans, from the Deep Woods of Texas, weighting in at 264 pounds, Cole Williams.

Cole taunts the crowd but is quickly slaped on the head by Buck.

Masters: Cole Williams is still not impressing his trainer Buck Evans.

Daniels: In his defense, he only had one match.

Masters: Which he showed up drunk to.

Daniels: Point taken.

Cole enter the ring and climbs one of the turnbuckles. The music changes to "Smoke A Little Smoke" and Jeremy Dart walking to the ring.

Towers: His opponent, from Macon, Georgia, weighting in at 235 pounds, Jeremy Dart.

Dart raises his arms as Towers says his name. He enters the ring and Cole steps downfrom his turnbuckle. The two stare at eachother.

Masters: These two both want this win tonight.

Daniels: Only one person can win the first match of CZW’s first internet pay-per view.

The music changes to "Releasing the Demons" and Wes Hartley entering the Hammerstine Ballroom. The fans cheer for the new comer.

Towers: Their opponent, from Nashville, Tennessee, weighting in at 200 pounds, Wes Hartley.

Towers exits the ring as Wes continues his slow walk to the ring and enters the ring. He stares down his two opponents this evening, Cole and Dart.

Masters: This will be a good match. I like this newcomer Wes Hartley.

Daniels: He is very dangerous with a good combination of kicks and submission holds.

The referee calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

The crowd cheers as Cole and Wes start to double team Dart. The hit him punches and forearms.

Masters: Good call by these two. Take out the cagey veteran.

The two whip Dart into the ropes and they drop him with a stiff double chop to the chest sending Dart back into the ropes. Cole and Wes whip Dart back off the ropes. Wes drills Dart with a back elbow. Cole follows it up with a knee to the midsection and Wes follows that with a inverted facelock spun into a sit-out facebuster.

Daniels: Nice teamwork by Cole Williams and Wes Hartley thus far.

Wes looks like he is going for a pinfall but Cole says no lets continue the beatdown.

Masters: Good call by Cole, Buck is teaching Cole well.

Cole snapmares Dart as Wes runs into the ropes. Wes rebounds and runs into Dart with a hard kick to the chest. Dart rolls around and holds his chest as the crowd cheers for Wes.

Daniels: Hard hit by Wes.

Masters: I sting from that one.

Cole grabs Dart and goes for a pinfall.

ONE...

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Wes breaks up the pinfall attempt and lifts Dart up and drops him with an exploder suplex.

Daniels: NICE HARTLEY.

Masters: Watching Japanese videos now.

Daniels: Maybe just a little to catch the real Darkness Drachen.

Wes gets up and is hit with a series of straight punches and a kick to the midsection which Wes Hartley catches and reverses with a dragon screw leg whip. Buck cringes and shakes his head.

Masters: Buck does not approve of that.

Dart gets up and hits Wes with a clubbing blow to the back. Dart tries to go for a pumphandle but Wes slides down.

Daniels: Good reversals by Hartley.

Wes hits Dart with a roundhouse kick to the side of the head from behind Dart. Dart stumbles over and right into a Cole Williams stun-gun. Wes charges and hits a Yakuza Kick on Dart knocking him to the mat. Cole grabs a preoccupied Wes in a schoolboy roll-up for a pin attempt. Buck pounds the mat cheering for his rookie.

ONE...

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Wes kicks out.

Masters: Cole is making veteran moves. I am impressed.

Wes gets up and grabs Cole in a single underhook and hits Wes with a series of knees to the head. Wes tries to follow it up with a DDT but Cole rolls away. Wes follows Cole but is met with a thumb to the eye. Buck yells Why did you have to do that?

Daniels: I think Buck is wrong, that was a good move.

Masters: But it is a move that can get Cole disqualified.

Cole grabs Wes and drops him to the mat with an armdrag and goes for an armbar to follow it up. Dart finally gets up from his Yakuza kick and breaks up the armdbar.

Daniels: Smart move by Jeremy Dart, this is a one fall match.

Cole and Dart start wailing on eachother with rights and lefts and Wes joins in attacking Dart as well. They force Dart into the corner and whip him off into the opposite corner. Wes charges in with a jumping forearm strike to the head of Dart. Cole charges in now but Dart moves out of the way and Cole bounces off the turnbuckle and is launched over the top rope.

Masters: Ouch, that hurts. Cole hit his back on the turnbuckle and then launched over the top rope and crashed his head on the ring apron.

Dart walks right into a springboard kick by Wes. Dart is rocked and Wes slashes his throat and the crowd cheers.

Daniels: I don't like this for Jeremy Dart.

Wes grabs Dart by the neck and leg and lifts him up before dropping him on his neck.

Masters: Packaged Hart, it’s over!

Wes wraps Dart's free leg with his right leg for a pin attempt.

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

The referee calls for the bell and Wes releases the pin. "Releasing the Demons" plays through the sound system of the Hammerstine Ballroom.

Daniels: That's it Wes Hartley has won the first match on iPPV for CZW.

Masters: Congrats Wes, you deserve it.

Wes raises his arms in victory

Towers: Here is your winner, Wes Hartley.

The crowd cheers and Wes thanks them before leaving the ring. Buck is not happy with Cole he is yelling at him.

Masters: Looks like Cole let Buck down again tonight.

Cole gets up and is trying to apologize but is slapped by Buck for his troubles.

Daniels: I agree with Buck, this tough love worked for Daniel Cain.

Masters: But Daniel Cain has talent, not sure if Cole has it.

Buck walks away from his rookie leaving him alone.

Daniels: I wonder how long Cole Williams will follow Buck Evans, mentoring. Friend or not.

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-=CZW DEBUT!=-
Satoshi Kobayashi w/ Reece Evans vs Jason X

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Jessica Towers: Making his way to the ring, being led by Reece Evans, standing 6 feet and 6 inches and weighing 304lbs., from Kobe, Japan, SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATOSHI KOBAYASHI!!!!!!!!!!!

“Kyoto” by Skrillex fills the Manhattan Center and Reece Davis appears from the behind the curtain leading Satoshi to a smattering of boos.

William Masters: I like this guy, he’s a big guy with a great manager. That Reece Evans character reminds me of how great I am.

Jarred Daniels: You’re not great Masters. Nothing about you is…

William Masters: I’M GREAT!!

Kobayashi continues to the ring behind Evans ignoring the fans. Once at the ring, Evans holds the ropes open for his client. Kobayashi goes to the far corner of the ring and waits on his opponent.

Jessica Towers: And introducing his opponent, weighing in at 216lbs., standing 5 feet, eleven inches tall, from Las Vegas Nevada, he is JAAAAAAASON X!!!!!

Jason X comes out to “X Is Gonna Give It To Ya,” by DMX. He stops two steps out from the curtain and points to the ring, right at Satoshi Kobayashi.

Jarred Daniels: I don’t know that he wants to anger the big man.

William Masters: I don’t think he’s smart enough to care. Look he’s on a full sprint down to the ring. He should be saving his energy.

X slides in under the bottom rope of the ring and pops up quickly in the face of Kobayashi. The referee jumps between the two men who just stare each other down.

Jarred Daniels: Both of these guys are ready to fight!

William Masters: You think so Jarred? You’re so smart.

The ref gets both men back to their corners and rings the bell.

X sprints across the ring and hits Satoshi with a flying savate kick. That sends Kobayashi into the corner. X follows Kobayashi in with side kicks to the midsection. Kick after kick after kick forces the large man to the mat.

Jarred Daniels: I don’t think this is the way Satoshi wanted his first match here in CzW to start. But you have to give credit to Jason X, he’s not backing down at all.

William Masters: Why do I have to give him credit? He’s doing what he is supposed to do. He’s fighting, what he’s being paid to do. I don’t give him credit for doing what he’s paid to do. Now, just give Kobayashi a little bit, he’ll turn it around.

Jason X pick Kobayashi up by his hair, and allows Kobayashi to stand just long enough to execute an implant DDT.

Jarred Daniels: Kobayashi fell straight on his head, he may have broken his neck! X goes for the pin!

X hooks the near leg as the referee goes to count.

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Jarred Daniels: Kobayashi isn’t done yet.

X looks at the ref to make sure it wasn’t a three count and again goes to pick the big man up by the hair. This time Kobayashi hits X in the stomach with a couple rights. Finally Kobayashi fights free and clotheslines the smaller man down to the mat. A couple stomps on X from Kobayashi, and he holds his hands out to the crowd as if to ask if they are pleased?

Jarred Daniels: The crowd doesn’t seem to like what Satoshi is doing to X.

Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Reece Evans cheers on his client from ringside, while also showering X with insults. Satoshi falls to his knees at X’s head and begins to drive his knees into his opponents head. Knee, after knee, after knee finally opens up X’s head. His face covered in blood.

William Masters: Finally a little brutality in this match.

Jarred Daniels: Finally? Have you not been watching. There has been high impact strikes all over this match.

William Masters: If you question me like that again, I’ll treat you to a high impact strike.

Satoshi flips X over and goes for the pin. 1

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Reece Evans jumps up on the apron to argue with the ref that the count should have been three while handing Satoshi a steel chair. Satoshi turns around, chair in hand, and takes a drop kick from Jason X who just kipped up. Satoshi drops the chair and falls back into the ropes sending Reece Evans flying into the barrier that surrounds the ring. Jason X picks up the chair and cracks Satoshi in the head with it.

William Masters: Maybe this Jason X guy can compete here. There was no questioning when he swung that chair, he hit Satoshi full force.

Jarred Daniels: This is what I’ve been trying to tell you.

X lays Satoshi down in front of one of the corners and climbs the turnbuckles quickly with the chair.

Jarred Daniels: OH MY GOD!!!!!! WHAT AN X-STAR PRESS FROM THE TOP WITH A CHAIR!!!!!!

William Masters: Looks like I was wrong, that hurt X as much as it hurt Satoshi.

Jarred Daniels: It is the lengths X is willing to go to, in order to get a win.

X and Satoshi are both on the mat, blood covering their faces, writhing in pain. X is the first to his feet, and signals that he’s not quite done with Kobayashi. X picks up the big man, and positions the chair behind him. Jarred Daniels: No, he can’t be doing this. He can’t! William Masters: I don’t think he can pull this off. Satoshi is too big. X kicks Kobayashi in the gut, then BANG! After a flip in midair, Kobayashi’s head bounces off the chair at the end of the X-Driver. Jarred Daniels: HOLY SHIT! Kobayashi must be dead! He’s not moving! Jason X covers Satoshi! 1

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Jessica Towers: Your winner, JAAAAASON X!!!!!!!!!

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The scene opens with Chris Tolwar walking into an empty arena. The location looks similar to the Hammerstine Ballroom but different enough.

Tolwar: What is this. It is 7:00 pm and the ring isn’t here?

Tolwar notices a custodian.

Tolwar: Excuse me sir, is this the Manhattan Center?

The custodian nods.

Tolwar: OK, then where is CZW? I am here to wrestle for them tonight?

The custodian chuckles.

The Custodian: You are in the Grand Ballroom, you are looking for the Hammerstine Ballroom.

Tolwar is getting mad.

Tolwar: GOD DAMN IT!!!!

The Custodian: You are right there. Just go down the elevator and you will be there.

Tolwar is pissed and spears the custodian and carries him before dropping him. Tolwar walks away as the scene ends and returns to the arena.

Daniels: What does Mike King see in him.

Masters: I honestly don’t know Daniels.

"Danger Zone" is played and the crowd cheers.

Towers: The following contest is the fifth match in the Chris Tolwar Strengthening Series.

Chris Tolwar enters the Hammerstine Ballroom. He is not fully dress in his in ring attire and he charges to the ring.

Towers: Introducing first from Miramar, CA, Chris Tolwar. Tolwar enters the ring and poses for the crowd.

Daniels: He may not look ready to wrestle but he is determined.

Tolwar psyches himself up.

Towers: His opponent Jena Cyde.

Jena Cyde walks to the ring with no theme the crowd boos her.

Masters: She still looks ugly, What El Pablo ever saw in her, I will never know

Daniels: But she was hot for him, he did not want to be with her.

Masters: Next youre gonna tell me that El Pablo is dedicated to Cristal.

Jena enters the ring. She looks at Tolwar licking her lips.

Daniels: I wonder why she is licking her lips.

The referee calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Tolwar is just standing there and so is Jena. They are staring at each other.

Masters: Here we go, the match no-one wanted to see…

Daniels: Come on, there are some people that wanted to see it.

Jena slowly walks towards Tolwar who is just standing there.

Masters: Who is going to make the first move?

Jena walks closer and French kisses Tolwar. The crowd is disgusted.

Daniels: What the hell is this?

Masters: Jena Cyde has made the first move and Tolwar might have gotten to first base for the first time in his life.

Tolwar is trying to get out of the liplock of death.

Daniels: Jenna has Tolwar in the dreaded liplock. How long can Tolwar survive?

Tolwar is tapping out.

Masters: Is Tolwar trying to tap out to the dreaded liplock?

The referee asks if Tolwar is done and he nods.

Daniels: I hope the referee ends this now.

The referee rings the bell.

Masters: Someone cut to the back please.

The referee and Jessica Towers talk it out.

Towers: Your winner, Jena Cyde.

The crowd cheers as the match is over but Jena is still kissing Tolwar who is finally giving in.

Daniels: It looks like Tolwar is enjoying this now.

Masters: Please end this. PLEASE!

***

-=ULTRAVIOLENT RULES!=-
"The Mountain Man" Joshua Newsome vs "The Whole Show" Tim Timmons

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TOWERS: The following contest will be competed under ULTRAVIOLENT RULES.. and it is scheduled for one fall!

"Cowboy Way" by Hell Yeah hits the soundsystem, drawing a generous ovation from the fans packed inside the Hammerstein Ballroom.

TOWERS: Introducing first... from a heavily-wooded area on the outskirts of Ohio.. weighing in at 295lbs... He is "The Mountain Man".. JOSHUAAAAA NEWSOMEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Newsome steps out through the curtain and makes his way to the ring, a look of intensity and determination on his face. He steps through the ropes, and turns to face the entrance way, rubbing his hands together as he awaits the arrival of his opponent. His music fades, and after a couple of seconds, "Wanted Man" by Rev Theory kicks in, drawing HUGE heat from the audience.

TOWERS: And his opponent... from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.. weighing in at 268lbs... He is "The King of Chaos", "The Whole Damn Show", and several other monickers in between... TIMMMMM TIMMONSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!

The heat grows even louder as Timmons steps through the curtain, his face looking every bit as intense as his opponent as his eyes lock on Newsome in the ring. He marches slowly down the stairs and into the ring, talking trash to Newsome, the referee, and any fans in earshot as his music fades out.

DANIELS: An emotionally-charged match-up here, folks; These two men have been allies almost as long as I can remember here in the CZW.. but just recently, those relationships have more-or-less completely disintegrated.. and we now find ourselves here; Ultraviolent Rules, LIVE on iPay-Per-View!!

MASTERS: Timmons has every right to be annoyed, Jarred! Newsome abandoned him.. left him high and dry and at the mercy of TJ Hix.. and after everything Timmons has done for him and his career!

DANIELS: Well, I think the amount of positive contribution Timmons has made to Newsome's career is up for debate...

MASTERS: Don't be stupid Jarred.. Newsome was nothing but a big bearded freak until Timmons took pity on him... now he's a big bearded freak with a title history!

DANIELS: Well, you're certainly right on one of those points; Newsome is indeed a former champion here in the CZW.. an Ultraviolent Champion, no less, which will obviously serve him well in the kind of the environment we are likely to see here over the next immediate passage of time.

*DING DING DING!*

Both men step out of their respective corners, and move menacingly across the canvas towards each other until both men stand nose-to-nose dead centre of the ring.

DANIELS: And look at this now... Two former allies.. former stable-mates.. now nose-to-nose, eye-to-eye.. neither man blinking.. neither man backing down.. who's gonna strike first?

The stand-off continues for several seconds, Newsome's face contorted into an intense scowl, Timmons' into a cocky smirk. The tension and excitement begins to build and reverberate around the room, until the walls are almost shaking. Suddenly, both men turn and dive out of opposing sides of the ring, then simultaneously throw up the ring apron and begin tossing various weapons and bits of hardware into the ring, drawing a huge roar from the crowd.

MASTERS: WOAH!

DANIELS: Well it's ultraviolent rules, and neither man wasting any time in bringing in the artillery!

MASTERS: Look at this stuff! Chairs, trash cans, kendo stick, baseball bats...

Newsome drags a ladder out onto the floor, as Timmons hauls a barbed-wire board out on his own side. Both of these are left on the outside for the time being, however, as the two men roll back into the ring. As they get back to their feet, their eyes lock on each other once more.

DANIELS: Another stand-off in progress.. these fans are on the edge of their seats, just waiting to see who makes the first big move!

The buzz from the fans grows even louder as both men slowly lean to the side, their arms and fingers extending down towards the various weapons lining the canvas around them. Timmons' fingers brush against the tightly-wrapped handle of a kendo stick, as Newsome closes in on a baseball bat.

MASTERS: Here we go...

With the crowd almost at fever pitch... the two slowly withdraw, standing back upright with empty hands, much to the chagrin of the audience.

MASTERS: ..or maybe not.

The stare-down is broken for just a split-second as both men cast an eye out at the audience.. then snap down and pick up their respective weapons. The crowd explodes as the two men step forwards, poised and ready to begin the battle. They meet in the centre of the ring, and Newsome draws his baseball bat back.. just as Timmons spits in his face. Newsome stumbles back, as Timmons follows up with a vicious kendo stick shot right to the forehead.

DANIELS: OH GOD! What a shot, right to the head! But Newsome, somehow, manages to stay on his feet!

Indeed, Newsome - with a little bit of effort and arm-swinging - does not go down, despite the force of the strike. Timmons appears slightly taken-aback by this, but decides that the best course of action is to follow up with another, even harder shot to the cranium. Newsome staggers back into the ropes, but still does not leave his feet.

MASTERS: How is he doing this!?

After a couple of moments, Newsome stabilises himself, the camera cutting to a close-up shot as we see the rage spreading across his face. He shoots a glare at Timmons, then charges towards him.. Timmons ducks a clothesline, and as Newsome turns, Timmons punts him right between the thighs.

MASTERS: OHHHHH NO!

DANIELS: Good grief.. that'll slow any man down!

Newsome drops to his knees, the crowd raining abuse down on the self-proclaimed Whole Damn Show as he allows himself a brief laugh at the expense of his opponent. Timmons then tosses the kendo stick aside and picks up the baseball bat, pausing for a moment before driving the butt of it right into Newsome's forehead, the big man crumpling to the canvas in a heap.

DANIELS: The Mountain Man is down.. Timmons certainly not wasting any time in resorting to rather more "desperate measures" to try and get the job done here...

MASTERS: They get the job done, Jarred.. this is something you never seem to understand!

The crowd jeers as Timmons begins unloading with the bat on the grounded Newsome, landing big clubbing blows all over his body. Timmons then tosses the bat to the side and picks up a steel chair, which he wedges in front of the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring.

DANIELS: Timmons setting that chair up, this can never be good!

The chair in place, Timmons turns round to see Newsome pulling himself up using the ropes. He marches over and kicks Newsome in the side of the face, then peels him off the ropes and sets him in the corner opposite the one with the chair.

DANIELS: And you can see there, Newsome with a small cut on his head already, thanks to those vile shots to the head by the King of Chaos!

Timmons whips Newsome out of the corner, but keeps hold, slingshotting him back where he came from. Newsome bounces forward, and Timmons fires a stiff European Uppercut into his jaw, reeling the big man back into the turnbuckle once again. Timmons wraps his hand around Newsome's throat and chokes him for a few moments, then takes a step back and chops him hard across the chest.

CROWD: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

MASTERS: Hey, looks like these morons are finally getting behind the Whole Damn Show!

DANIELS: Actually, I'm pretty sure it's Pavlovian Response...

MASTERS: Pavla-what?

DANIELS: ..Never mind.

Timmons grabs Newsome by the wrist, and repeats the whip-slingshot-uppercut combination. He follows this up with a few fists to the head, causing the blood to trickle a little faster down the nose of Newsome, then steps back and points to the chair. The crowd boos, to which Timmons responds with a raising of his middle finger, a move which makes the heat even more intense. Timmons grabs a handful of Newsome's hair and gets nose-to-nose with him, uttering a few intense but inaudible words, then grabs his wrist and whips him out of the corner.. but Newsome reverses, sending Tim flying across the ring and crashing head-first into the chair, which topples out to the floor as Timmons slumps through the ropes.

DANIELS: OHHHHH!!! TIMMONS FEELS THE FORCE OF HIS OWN CHAIR.. and is the comeback on for what you'd expect is an EXTREMELY pissed-off Mountain Man!?

Newsome shakes the cobwebs loose, and checks the blood slowly dribbling down his face. He glares at the dazed Timmons, then grabs the kendo stick.

DANIELS: Newsome has that kendo stick.. one revenge beating coming right up!

Newsome marches over to Timmons, and cracks him across the spine with the stick, a red mark showing up instantly on Timmons' skin. Timmons howls in pain as he collapses back to the mat.. opening himself up for Newsome to bring the stick down on his chest. Timmons rolls over, and takes another shot to the back.. then to the chest.. the side.. until, mercifully, he reaches the ropes and is able to escape to the outside. The crowd is firmly behind Newsome as he rolls out on the other side, and sneaks around the corner behind Timmons as stealthily as a man of his size and stature can.

MASTERS: LOOK OUT, TIM!!!

DANIELS: Timmons manages to escape the ring...

With his face contorted in pain, Timmons straightens up and turns round...

*THWACK!*

...right into the kendo stick, which Newsome brings down upon his skull with such intensity that the stick almost snaps completely in two.

DANIELS: OHHH!! BUT THERE'S NO ESCAPING THE MOUNTAIN MAN, BAH GAWD WHAT A SHOT!!!!

Timmons crumples to the floor, as Newsome raises the bent and splintered stick above his head. He snaps it completely in half, and lets out a roar as he tosses one part to the floor. Newsome turns and stalks Timmons as he groggily gets to his knees, then steps forward, driving the broken end of the stick into Timmons' forehead. Timmons falls back again, but this time Newsome mounts him, and presses the broken, jagged wood into his opponent's head, the blood immediately beginning to flow.

MASTERS: HE'S STABBING HIM!!!

DANIELS: Eurgh.. Newsome driving that broken kendo stick right into the flesh of Timmons' forehead.. both men now busted open!

After several seconds, Newsome relents and gets back to his feet, leaving Timmons writhing in pain on the floor. Newsome heads over to the ladder he withdrew from beneath the ring at the start of the match, and picks it up.

DANIELS: Newsome with that ladder now.. what's he going to do here?

Newsome turns, and positions the ladder over his shoulder as he waits for Timmons to get up once again. Slowly, Timmons does so, and as he turns, Mountain Man charges...

DANIELS: Look out! Oh, Timmons JUST managed to roll back into that ring before Newsome clocked him with that ladder!

Newsome stops himself, and fires a look at Timmons in the ring, who glares right back out at him as he holds a hand to his bloody forehead. Frustrated, Newsome slams the ladder down over the apron and the guardrail, before hesitantly climbing onto the apron. Just as he pokes his head between the ropes, Timmons charges, diving for a double axe-handle.. but Newsome pulls back just in time, dropping back to the floor as Timmons bounces chest-first off the second rope, and is then clocked in the face with a huge right hand. Timmons reels back into the ring, as Newsome now enters in after him. Newsome gets to his feet, and steps menacingly towards Timmons, who scuttles back on his ass towards the corner.

DANIELS: Oh and look at this now! Timmons is PLEADING with Newsome to have mercy on him, to leave him alone! What a pathetic act this is!

Newsome does not answer Timmons' pleas, following him all the way until Timmons is backed right up against the turnbuckle.. at which point Timmons throws a leg up and kicks Newsome right in the crotch again.

MASTERS: HAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

DANIELS: GODDAMMIT!!! TIMMONS, FOR THE SECOND TIME IN THIS MATCH, WITH A LOW BLOW ON MOUNTAIN MAN!!!

Newsome doubles over in agony as Timmons gets back to his feet, a smug smirk on his face. He forcefully pie-faces Newsome, then steps behind him and picks up a steel chair. Timmons waits as Newsome turns round...

DANIELS: No, NO!!

*THWACK!!!*

DANIELS: OHHHHHH, GOD DAMN!!!

Newsome crumples to the mat as Timmons holds the chair triumphantly above his head, drawing yet more heat from the Manhattan fans.

DANIELS: TIMMONS JUST BENT THAT STEEL CHAIR AROUND THE SKULL OF JOSHUA NEWSOME! BAH GAWD JUST LOOK AT THE DENT IN THAT THING!!!

As Newsome lies motionless on the mat, his face now rapidly becoming the proverbial crimson mask, Timmons lowers his arm, the smirk - and indeed all emotion - slowly evaporating from his face. He bends down, and slides the chair over Newsome's head.

DANIELS: Oh my god, what is...

Timmons heads over to the ropes and steps out onto the apron.

DANIELS: No.. Don't you dare! Don't you dare!!!

Timmons slowly climbs the turnbuckle, positioning himself on the top rope looking down at the helpless Newsome.

DANIELS: You'll break his damn neck!!!

Timmons slowly rises to a standing position.. and takes flight with a leg drop.. just as Mountain Man sits up, leaving Tim with nowhere to land but hard on the canvas.

DANIELS: Oh thank god! With great strength.. resilience.. power.. Newsome somehow able to sit up there, and avoid what could have been a career-ending impact from Timmons, damn him!!!

Timmons flops onto his side, clutching the back of his "upper thigh" and grimacing in pain. Newsome slowly gets back to his feet, and removes the chair from around his head. He slams it down angrily on the mat, and glares down at Timmons again, as the King of Chaos slowly begins to get gingerly back to his feet. Newsome slowly raises an arm above his head as Timmons stands, and as he turns, Newsome wraps his hand around Tim's throat.

DANIELS: Ohhhhhhh, here we go! Chokeslam! Chokeslam!

Newsome throws Timmons' arm over his shoulder, and lifts.. but Tim is able to free himself, landing on his feet behind. He locks his arms around Newsome, and attempts a German Suplex, but Newsome cuts him off with a few big elbows to the side of the head. Timmons stumbles back against the ropes and rebounds, at which point Newsome boots him in the stomach.. shoves his head between his legs.. hauls him up onto his shoulders.. turns.. and powerbombs him over the ropes onto the ladder that was left bridging across the apron and the barricade.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD! TIMMONS POWERBOMBED OVER THE ROPES ONTO THAT LADDER! HIS BACK BOUNCING OFF THAT UNFORGIVING STEEL!!!

The fans are on their feet as Newsome looks down at Timmons, who lays across the ladder that has somehow stayed in position, his back arched in pain. As Newsome grips the top rope in his hands, a chant begins to grow and circulate around the room.

FANS: FUCK HIM UP NEWSOME, FUCK HIM UP! *CLAP CLAP* FUCK HIM UP NEWSOME, FUCK HIM UP! *CLAP CLAP*

MASTERS: Listen to these idiots!

DANIELS: These fans really rooting for Newsome here tonight.. I suspect largely because of their complete disdain for Tim Timmons!

Newsome does not appear to notice the chants, or at least he makes no acknowledgement of them. Instead, he makes his way over to the corner of the ring, and slowly begins to climb.

DANIELS: What's he doing here? My.. my god, William, you don't think...

MASTERS: There's no way...

DANIELS: Newsome is climbing to the top.. Timmons is still laying on that ladder... surely he can't be thinking about this!?

MASTERS: He'll kill the both of them!

The fans are at fever pitch as Newsome gingerly positions himself on the top rope. He takes a moment to survey the situation.. then stands.. bends.. and leaps...

*CCCCCRRRRRAAAAASSSSSHHHHH!!!!!*

DANIELS: GOOD GOD! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! NEWSOME FROM THE TOP ROPE! BUT TIMMONS MOVED OUT OF THE WAY! AND NEWSOME WITH NOTHING TO BREAK HIS FALL BUT SOLID STEEL AND BAH GAWD CONCRETE!!!

Timmons lays wide-eyed on the floor, staring at the motionless body of Newsome tangled up in the twisted, broken metal of what used to be the ladder.

CROWD: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

MASTERS: I TOLD YOU THAT IDIOT WOULD KILL HIMSELF! TIM! ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?

Very slowly, and very gingerly, Timmons begins to push himself up, his eyes never once leaving the sight of his fallen opponent.

DANIELS: Newsome could be seriously injured after that, folks.. we may be needing some help out here!

After what seems like an eternity, Timmons finally makes it back to his feet, leaning heavily on the ring apron. He looks down at Mountain Man for a few more seconds, then rolls under the ropes into the ring, remaining on his stomach on the canvas.

DANIELS: Timmons back in the ring.. Newsome still hasn't moved a muscle.

Timmons lays there for a while, until the referee approaches him, and begins to appear passing instruction. The camera closes in, attempting to listen in on what is being said.

REFEREE: ..back in the ring. It's Ultraviolent Rules, that means no count-outs. One way or another, he's gotta get back in the ring!

Timmons begins pulling himself up, looking up at the ref with a look of disbelief on his blood-covered face.

DANIELS: Well that's certainly not the news that Timmons will have wanted to hear... if he want to win this thing, he's gotta get Newsome back in the ring and cover him!

MASTERS: That's not fair! Just count him out ref, you idiot!!!

DANIELS: It's Ultraviolent Rules, William.. there ARE no count-outs!

MASTERS: This is bullshit!!!

Timmons sighs, and rolls out of the ring. He limps over to Newsome, and attempts to haul him to his feet.

DANIELS: Timmons doing all he can here to get his opponent to a vertical base.. but that's nearly 300lbs of completely dead weight!

After a titanic struggle, Tim finally manages to get Newsome up. He leans him against the ring apron, then gradually forces him under the ropes and into the ring.

DANIELS: Newsome is in the ring.. but Timmons collapsing under the weight of the exertion he's just had to put in!

Timmons flops down to the floor, but slowly tries to force himself back up again. He staggers back to his feet, then suddenly seems to get a second wind, bursting under the ropes and pulling Mountain Man away from the ropes for a cover.

DANIELS: TIMMONS SUDDENLY BURSTING INTO LIFE.. KNOWING WHAT'S AT STAKE HERE.. THE COVER...

MASTERS: IT'S OVER!!!

ONE!

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TWO!

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THRE-KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: IT'S OV-NO! NO! MY GOD! NEWSOME! SOMEHOW! SOME WAY! GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!!

MASTERS: THAT WAS THREE!!! THAT WAS THREE!!!

DANIELS: THE REFEREE SAYS TWO.. THIS MATCH WILL CONTINUE!!!!!

Timmons starts throwing a fit on the mat as the referee continues to re-iterate his decision while backing up a little, perhaps fearing for his safety somewhat. Timmons leaps back to his feet, and glares at the referee, taking a couple of intimidating steps towards him.

DANIELS: Timmons has gotta be careful here.. don't take your frustrations out on the referee!

MASTERS: Why not? It's Ultraviolent Rules.. the referee's an incompetent moron.. I say kick his bloody arse!!!

Timmons appears to be seriously considering following Masters' course of action, his fists clenched at his sides, visibly trembling with rage. After a few moments, however, he seems to change his mind, instead rolling under the ropes once again and sliding the barbed-wire board into the ring.

MASTERS: Ohhhhh, here we go!

DANIELS: Timmons has that board covered in barbed wire.. looking for the big exclamation point!

Timmons positions the board in the centre of the ring, favouring his back as he stands upright and turns his attentions to the slowly-stirring Mountain Man. He grabs him by the hair and delivers a swift kick to the side, then hauls him in front of the board. Timmons ducks and leans Newsome over his shoulders, then attempts to lift him up.. but his back gives out, still obviously suffering from the powerbomb onto the ladder. He stumbles backwards, as Newsome staggers in place, still obviously very groggy, then charges forward and takes him down with a big lariat.

DANIELS: Timmons looking for the Canadian Driver there, you have to believe.. but he couldn't get Newsome up!

Timmons takes a second to think, then starts picking Newsome up again. Suddenly, he becomes aware of a commotion coming from one section of the crowd behind him. The camera cuts, revealing someone making their way towards the barricade.

DANIELS: Oh would you.. it's Hix! TJ Hix!

As soon as Timmons locks eyes on The Boss, he dumps Newsome back down to the mat and dives out of the ring, fire in his eyes. He charges over to the barricade, and climbs over as Hix suddenly changes direction and retreats back the way he came.

DANIELS: Hix yet again trying to involve himself in Timmons' affairs, but this time, Timmons saw him coming!

Timmons cusses out Hix, and challenges him to come back and fight. When it becomes clear that his invitation is not about to be answered, Timmons storms back over the barricade and into the ring. He grabs Newsome again...

DANIELS: WAIT A SECOND! NEWSOME WITH AN INSIDE CRADLE! THE REF COUNTS!!!

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREE!!!-KICKOUT!

DANIELS: DID HE GET HIM!?

MASTERS: HE KICKED OUT!!

DANIELS: DID HE GET HIM!?!?

*DING DING DING!*

DANIELS: THE REFEREE CALLS FOR THE BELL! JOSHUA NEWSOME.. FROM OUT OF BAH GAWD NOWHERE.. HAS SNATCHED A VICTORY HERE AGAINST HIS FORMER PARTNER!!!!!

MASTERS: NO!!! NOOOOO!!!!!

"Cowboy Way" returns to the soundsystem, as Timmons kneels up looking like he's just seen a ghost.. a three-headed ghost. Newsome remains collapsed on the floor, as the referee merely raises his arm to signify his success.

DANIELS: Timmons kicked out, but just a split-second too late! And all the credit in the world to the Mountain Man.. but you've gotta say that Hix's involvement - once again - has played a big part in defeat for Tim Timmons here!

Suddenly, Timmons leaps to his feet. He marches over to the referee, grabs him by the collar of his shirt and his belt, and throws him through the ropes to the floor, the music fading out to be replaced by the jeers of the crowd.

DANIELS: COME ON! My god.. Timmons just threw the referee clean out of the ring!!!

MASTERS: He deserved it Jarred.. he's cost the Whole Damn Show the victory here tonight!!!

Timmons holds his bloody head in his hands, eyes fixing to burst right out of his skull. He stands there for a few moments, breathing heavily, visibly getting closer and closer to snapping, the crowd raining abuse down upon him. As Mountain Man slowly begins to pull himself up using the ropes, Timmons turns and walks over to the chair he used earlier; laying in the corner of the ring dented and decorated with Newsome's blood. He bends down and picks it up, eyes fixed intently upon it as he turns back to face Newsome.

DANIELS: Come on now Tim.. enough's enough.. don't do this...

Timmons lifts his eyes to stare at Newsome, who stares right back at him from against the ropes.

DANIELS: Well the match is over.. but it looks as though we're right back where we started!

The camera closes in on the face of Newsome as he fires some words at his former ally.

NEWSOME: Is this what you want, Tim? Is this what you want!?

Timmons doesn't reply; instead, he continues to switch his gaze between the eyes of Newsome and the chair clutched tightly in his hands.

NEWSOME: IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT!?!?

Suddenly, the two men charge across the ring at each other...

*THWACK!!!*

DANIELS: FOR GOD'S SAKES.. NEWSOME'S CRANIUM JUST GOT CRACKED BY THAT DAMN CHAIR!

Newsome crumples to the mat at the feet of Timmons, who stares down at him with a cold, emotionless expression. The crowd fires another round of abuse at the Whole Damn Show, as "Wanted Man" hits the soundsystem. After several seconds, Timmons slams the chair down onto the canvas, and steps through the ropes to the outside. The camera watches on as Tim makes his way towards the curtain, closing in on his face as he offers a final word before stepping through to the back...

TIMMONS: Hix is fucking dead.

***

-=TAG-TEAM ACTION!=-
"The Gunslinger Saints" (Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce) vs "The Power" (Eddie G and Ben Zenith)

***

The scene turns to Jessica Towers standing in the middle of the ring.

Towers: The Following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall.

The crowd cheers.

Towers: Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighting in at a combined weight of 520 pounds, Ben Zenith and "Hollywood" Eddie G, they are The Power.

The crowd boos The Power as they raising their arms.

Daniels: Eddie G and Ben Zenith, these two guys can make a big dent in the CZW Tag Team division with a win tonight.

Masters: When you are facing a man with as a storied of a history as Eddie Rowan and his new tag team partner, they can do just that with a win.

Daniels: However they are in for a tall order.

asters: Not unless they beat Spencer Pierce and not Eddie.

Towers: Their opponents..

"Slip Slide Melting" plays through out the arena and the crowd goes wild for Eddie Rowan and his new tag team partner Spencer Pierce. They enter the arena through the curtains and they are pumped for their first tag team match.

Towers: From Seattle, Washington, weighting in at 425 pounds, "The Clown, the Killer, the Saint" Eddie Rowan and his tag tag team partner making his CZW debut, "Black Lightning" Spencer Pierce. They are The Gunslinger Saints

Pierce and Rowan hi-five and run down the aisle and slide into the ring. They climb the turnbuckles and pose for the crowd.

Daniels: The Gunslinger Saints making their CZW debut though not being strangers.

Masters: Eddie Rowan has held the X-Division title, the Global Tag Titles and also has been a CZW World Heavyweight Champion.

Daniels: While Pierce has not held a title in CZW, he has been with Eddie Rowan for years.

Zenith and Eddie G have enough and start to attack Rowan and Pierce. Zenith is after Rowan and Eddie G is after Pierce. They get heavy boos throughout the Hammerstine Ballroom.

Masters: The Power trying to strike while the iron is hot and the Saints are not looking.

Zenith dump Rowan over the top rope and to the floor. Rowan is lumped on the floor and Zenith exits the ring. The referee calls for the bell as Eddie G continues his assault on Pierce.

DING! DING! DING!

Eddie G starts wailing on Pierce with rights and lefts but Pierce blocks and hit a punch of his own. He runs into the ropes but Zenith gets his knee up and into the back of Pierce. Pierce clutches his back. Eddie G hits Pierce with forearms to the back. Meanwhile Rowan is finally starting to crawl on the Ballroom floor. Daniels: They are doing what they need to but I don’t agree with the Pearl Harbor The Power is doing right now.

Eddie G hooks Pierce for a suplex. He lifts Pierce up and drops him. Eddie G rolls into a second suplex. Eddie G rolls into a brainbuster driving Pierce hard into the mat. Eddie G taunts the crowd and they boo. Rowan is slowly making it to his corner.

Masters: Three Amigos by Eddie G.

Eddie G tags out to Ben Zenith. The two of them are double teaming Pierce with more forearms to the back. The whip Pierce into the rope. The Power try to double elbow Pierce but Pierce ducks down. Pierce bounces off the rope but is launched in the air by Zenith. Pierce flies over Zenith but hits Eddie G with a dropkick. The crowd cheers.

Daniels: Looks like Pierce can get back into this match right now.

Masters: Except for Ben Zenith who just hit Pierce with a vicious back fist.

Daniels: That man is a monster.

Zenith picks up Pierce and charges at him with a shoulder block. Masters: That was impressive.

Zenith goes for the pin.

ONE..

TWO..

Pierce kicks out.

Daniels: Maybe a little to early.

' Zenith picks up Pierce and goes for a power slam but Pierce slides down. Zenith charges at Pierce who nails him with a step-up spinning heel kick rocking the big man. Pierce gets up and jumps onto Zenith wrapping thehis neck around the neck. Pierce spins and kicks off of a rising Eddie G and drives Zenith’s head down to the mat.

Masters: Nice Tornado DDT by Pierce.

Daniels: That veteran is showing that he can be a threat in CZW.

Rowan is finally getting up on the apron. Pierce runs into the ropes and springboards off and catches a rising Zenith with a bulldog on the way down. He gets up and takes Eddie G down with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Zenith gets back up and walks into a Cobra clutch which Pierce drops into a backstabber.

Masters: Snakebite by Spencer Pierce.

Daniels: That will hurt.

Pierce goes for a pinfall.

ONE...

TWO..

Eddie G breaks up the pin to boos.

Masters: I guess he should have dumped Eddie G out before doing for that.

Eddie G goes for a punch but Pierce ducks and hits a European uppercut followed up a drop-toe-hold. Pierce tags out to Rowan. Rowan climbs to the top and leaps off with a double stomp on to the back of Eddie G.

Daniels: Nice double stomp by the former champion.

Rowan gets up but is caught with a Zenith clothesline. Zenith picks up Rowan and tosses him into the ropes. Zenith goes for his Zphyr slam but Rowan reverses into an STO.

Masters: Eddie Rowan showing why he has such a storied legacy in CZW.

Rowan goes for a pinfall.

ONE...

TWO..

Zenith kicks out.

Daniels: Not enough from that Reverse STO.

Rowan tells Pierce to get ready but Eddie G tries to intervene charging at them with a clothesline. Pierce and Rowan duck as Eddie G charges into the ropes. Eddie G bounces off and into a spinning Spinebuster by Rowan but Pierce catches him with a violent neckbreaker on the way down.

Masters: OUCH!

The crowd erupts.

Daniels: What was that?

Masters: Eddie Rowan caught Eddie G with a spinning spinebuster while Pierce drove him down with a neckbreaker. They call it The Psych Out.

Eddie G rolls out onto the floor. Zenith is getting but is met with a kick by a Rowan kick to the gut. Pierce follows it up with kneelift and Rowan hits an atomic drop and follows up with a shining wizard as Pierce sandwiches Zenith with an enzuigiri.

Daniels: Six-Gun Samba finds the mark on Ben Zenith.

The crowd cheers as Pierce and Rowan points towards the corner.

Masters: I do not want to know what they have planned.

Pierce and Rowan head up to opposite corners. They climb up and both are standing on the top rope.

Daniels: This can't be good.

Pierce leaps off with a frog splash while Eddie does a one and three-quarters flip for his St. Edward’s Fall legdrop. They land on Zenith and the crowd erupts.

Masters: Limit Break, that is it for Zenith.

Rowan and Pierce double pin Zenith.

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

The referee calls for the bell as the Gunslinger Saints get off of the beaten Zenith.

Daniels: What an impressive tag team debut for The Gunslinger Saints.

Pierce and Rowan embrace first hi-fiving and then doing a quick hug.

Towers: Here are your winners, Eddie Rowan, Spencer Pierce, The Gunslinger Saints.

"Slip Side Melting" starts playing as Pierce and Rowan break their embrace.

Masters: They are tag team specialists if I’ve ever seen them.

Daniels: I fear for the rest of the CZW tag team division.

Master: If what they did to The Power is any indication, they will be the team to beat.

Rowan and Pierce exit the ring and start hi-fiving the fans showing them respect.

Daniels: I doubt that The Power will be back.

Rowan and Pierce start to head up the aisle.

Masters: If they do it will be a while before they do.

***

Daniels: It's been a hell of a show so far this iPPV is living up to the great expectations.

Masters: Well well what do we have here?!?!

Sexy Results by Death from Above 1979 begins to play and Brian Blaze walks out. He is wearing an Uprising shirt and a pair of jeans and sunglasses to cover his face. His hair is pushed back and his beard is as perfect as ever as he is walking to the ring taunting the fans and flirting with the ladies.

Masters: What a pleasant surprise! Brian Blaze is here! Finally this iPPV has some Entertainment.

Brian Blaze slides into the ring as he gets the microphone from Jessica. He then strusts to the middle of the ring as he starts to speak.

Brian: Here we are! The Hammerstien Ballroom!

The fans then cheer as Brian nods his head.

Brian: This toilet shaped like a building is clearly just the place to hold a terrible iPPV!

The fans then boo as Brian laughs.

Masters: He's so right!

Brian: You see the first problem with all of this is we are having a damn iPPV for one of the greatest wrestling companies on the planet! That's a huge issue but we have an even bigger pressing issue here people.

Daniels: What on earth is he talking about?

Brian: BRIAN BALZE IS LEFT OFF THE iPPV!

The fans then cheer as Brian Blaze looks on unimpressed.

Brian: You stupid people would cheer. Do you people not realize I am the Entertainment of this company. I am the absolute best this company has to offer and they leave me off. I'm the total package. I win, I look great and I Entertain!

Masters: He's absolutely right! This is a damn outrage what is wrong with Damage!

Daniels: I thought the PPV has been good so far.

Masters: YOU KNOW NOTHING!

Brian: So here's what I'm going to do. Brian Blaze is still a man of the people. I joined The Uprising because I only have what's best in mind for everyone. So what I'm going to do is give you all an absolute gift. Brian Blaze doesn't even need ring gear. Anyone in the back make your way out here and deal with The Talent. Hammerstein Ballroom be ready to be Entertained!

Masters: This is great! Brian Blaze is going to wrestle afterall!

Daniels I wonder who will answer the call.

Suddenly, "Party Hard" hits the soundsystem, sending the crowd into a frenzy as Blaze takes a step back, mouth open in shock.

MASTERS: WHAT!?!?

DANIELS: Are you kidding me!? That's El Pablo's music!!!

MASTERS: Surely HE can't be coming out here.. not with the Greenhouse Match coming up later!

All eyes focus on the curtain, as the music plays out for several seconds, deliberately building the tension and excitement. Suddenly, the curtain gives way.. as Cristal steps out onto the stairs, dressed in her black, rainbow-trimmed ring gear.

MASTERS: No way...

DANIELS: My god, it's.. it's Cristal! El Pablo's girlfriend!

MASTERS: You have GOT to be kidding me!

DANIELS: Well, she's a former competitor here in CZW, but.. surely she can't be coming out here to fight Brian Blaze!?

Cristal has a smile on her face as her bright, hazel-coloured eyes stare out from behind her mouth right into the eyes of Mr Entertainment. She shares a few high-fives with some of the fans in attendance as she makes her way around the ring. She stops by the announce table, and picks up a microphone, before climbing the ring steps and hopping through the ropes. She thrusts an arm into the air, the mic held high above her head, the crowd still popping massively as the music slowly fades out.

DANIELS: Well.. I can't imagine what's running through this young woman's head right now, but it looks as though we're about to find out!

Cristal turns to face Blaze, that smile still on her face as she lowers the microphone to her lips.

CRISTAL: ..It was gonna be a girl or a giant, you know that.

So, Brian.. you want a match tonight, huh? You think you deserve to be seen in competition here on this iPPV?

Blaze nods his head, the words "That's right, sugar tits" clearly readable on his lips as he mouths them to Cristal.

CRISTAL: Heh... Well, in light of Garrett William and Mortius currently being unavailable to burst down here and give you a surprise ass-kicking.. I figured I'd take a leaf out of my boyfriend's book and give you and all these CZW fans a little Experience of my own!

Brian then looks Cristal up and down. He walks aroudn her completely checking her out as he then busts out in laughter.

Daniels: How disrespectful.

Masters: It is pretty funny.

Brian: Cristal, sweetheart. I get it you're tired of El Pablo and you're ready for a real challenge. You want to go toe to toe with a real man. Well here it is my hotel room number. I'll see you later.

Brian then hannds over the hotel room number as Cristal simply takes it and rips it in half. Brian then takes of his sunglasses intrigued as he continues to talk.

Brian: Cristal I don't know if you knwo this but if you want a fight I can go get Allyson. I mean you certainly aren't going to step in the ring with me. I'm bigger than you, stronger than you and quite frankly it's not even a fair match. Now listen here, you are a fine woman. As soon as I seen you my first thought was HELLO Lips, legs, breasts and ass. Now here you are thinking you can hang with me in a CZW ring? Here's what you should do. Go back to your mexican kitchen, and get all the taquitos ready for the tired and hungry people out there working on my yard.

Daniels: Oh my god can Brian get any more disrespectful?

Masters: You should see what he did to your mother last night.

Daniels: Jesus Christ.

Brian then lowers the microphone and pats Cristal on the ass. He then turns to walk away as Cristal then runs. She jumps to the top rope and jumps off and hits Brian with a Hurricanrana and sends him flying out of the ring!

Masters: WHAT THE HELL BRIAN WASN'T READY FOR THAT!

Daniels: He asked for a challenge and he got one, and I think he just lost. Cristal sends Brian flying with a beautiful hurricanrana!

Brian is sitting on the rampway in absolute shock as Cristal is on the second rope pointing at Brian and smiling. Party Hard is playing as the CZW fans are laughing and cheering Cristal as Brian is absolutely pissed heading to the back.

Daniels: Brian wanted a challenge and he got more than he bargained for...... from CRISTAL!

Masters: This isn't over Cristal, Brian will get his revenge somehow.

Daniels: Well for now it is Cristal standing tall!

***

-=A WINDOW TO THE UPRISING!=-
"The Egoist" Mike King vs "The Graduate" Gregory Grantham

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Masters: The Uprising is finally going to be in action here at Kingdom Come as the newest member Gregory Grantham is set to take on The Egoist Mike King.

Daniels: Absolutely Gregory Grantham is looking to impress his new allies as Mike King has been incedibly impressiv since CZW returned and he's hoping to keep that up against the Graduate. Let's go to Jessica for the intros.

St. Anger by Metallica begins to play as fans are on their feet when Mike King emerges from behind the curtain.

Jessica: The following one on one contest is set for one fall. Introduciong first he is from Buckeye, Arizona. He is The Egoist Mike King!

Mike King is taking his time as he finally gets into the ring. He goes to the corner and jumps up onto the turnbuckle as the fans continue to cheer for him as Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1 by Dir Edward Elgar begins to play as the fans start to boo as Gregory Grantham walks out from behind the curtain.

Jessica: His opponent, from Beaumont, Texas. He represents The Uprising. He is The Graduate Gregory Grantham!

Grantham is taking his sweet time getting to the ring as he is talking down the fans. Mike King tired of waiting slides under the ropes and runs towards Grantham. He grabs Grantham by the back of the head and smahes his face into the guard rail.

Daniels: WHOA! Mike King is tired of waiting as he is on the aggressive early. He takes Grantham's face and smashes it into the guard rail. Grantham is tryign to collect himself but Mike King is not letting up!

Masters: THIS IS NOT FAIR! THIS MATCH HASN'T STARTED YET! MIKE KING CAN'T DO THIS DAMN IT!

Daniels: Mike King can and is doing this as he whips Grantham into the far guard rail and Grantham is hurting. King follows it up as he once again smashes Grantham's face into the guard rail as Grantham rolls into the ring and these fans are loving it as Mike King is on fire.

Masters: Mike King is definitely going to regret what he's doing the Graduate.

Daniels: Well Mike King is now in the ring and the referee signals for the bell and Mike King goes for the cover but Grantham kicks out after a count of one. Mike King is up and the referee is getting him into the corner. Grantham is up on his knees as Mike King is running full steam. He could be going for that front drop kick but Grantham moves out of the way.

Masters: HA! Grantham showing the world why he is the smartest superstar in CZW. Mike thought he had the upper hand but you never do against The Graduate!

Daniels: The tides seemed to have turned as Grantham is now stomping away at Mike King who is down in the corner. Grantham is absolutely putting the boots to The Egoist as Grantham drags King away fromt he corner and goes for a cover but Mike kicks out quickly. Grantham pulls King up by his hair as he whips him into the corner. Grantham follows it up and hits Mike with a big closeline! Grantham now lifts King up and drops his back across his knee hitting a big back breaker!

Masters: I love it! Look at Grantham go and he's not even breaking a sweat. A bumpy start but Grantham is in full control of Mike right now. Grantham picks Mike up and drops him with another back breaker. Now grantham lifts him up and hits yet another back breaker!

Daniels: King is hurting and Grantham is in full control as he is now posing for the fans and yelling insults at some of the fans in the front row. Grantham is in such control he feels the need to not even capitalize right now. Mike King is trying to get back to his feet as Grantham is going to help him. Grantham whips him as Mike bounces off the ropes. Gregory goes form a closeline as Mike ducks. Mike continues to bounce off the ropes as Grantham goes for another big closeline and Mike ducks that. Mike then bounces off the ropes one more time as Mike hits Grantham with a headscissors take over. Grantham however is quick back to his feet as he nearly decapitates Mike with a HUGE Closeline!

Masters: THIS HAS TO BE IT! The Graduate goes for the cover 1.......2.nope. Mike Kine kicks out pretty quickly after the two count as Grantham goes back to works hitting Mike in the abdomen with hard knee strikes. Grantham is now blatantly choking Miek King as the referee is trying to get Grantham to break it and Grantham does at the count of four.

Daniels: Despite using some questionable methods during this match Grantham continues to be in complete control. Grantham is now helping Mike King back to his feet as King is fighting back! He hits a right and a left and another right and Grantham counters with a big knee to the gut as he completely stops King's momentum. Grantham then drops Mike with a big DDT as he goes for another cover. 1......2..... no!

Masters: You mean yes!

Daniels: I MEAN NO YOU MORON!

Masters: Fine this match continues as Grantham hooks in a headlock onto Mike King. Grantham has it hooked in deep as Mike King is trying to fight out of it. Mike King is getting to his feet as Grantham has not let go of the hold. King is trying to fight out of it as King hits Grantham in the gut with an elbow. He hits him with a few more as Mike King is free and Grantham grabs King by the hair. He then grabs King and lifts him over his head. He could be going for a Goirlla Press Slam!

Daniels: Or not! Look at Mike King he gets out of it and he turns it into a sunset flip on Grantham. The referee counts 1......2 no Grantham kicks out! Mike King and Gregory are both up to their feet as Grantham goes for a closeline and Mike ducks. Grantham goes for a closeline and Mike King ducks. Miek then hits Grantham with an arm drag. Grantham quick to his feet is dropped with another arm drag. Grantham again quick to his feet as Mike King hooks in a Cobra Clutch. Grantham could tap out. Mike King then spins Grantham out and drops him with a short arm closeline!

Masters: The Quiet Riot!

Daniels: Mike then rolls Grantham up into La Casita as the referee counts 1....2... Grantham kicks out! Mike King to his feet as Grantham is on his knees and this time Mike King does hit that front drop kick with some massive force!

Masters: COME ON GRANTHAM!

Daniels: ROCK ON! Missile from King and he goes for another cover 1......2......NO Grantham still kicks out. Mike King getting a little frustrated as he is waiting for Grantham to get up on his feet. Grantham using the ropes to get back to his feet as the referee is checking on him. Mike King now running as he goes for the Metallica Kick!

Masters: DISQUALIFY MIKE KING DAMN IT!

Daniels: Why? Grantham just pulled the referee into the way of that kick knocking him out. Grantham then follows that up with a low blow as Mike King is down! Now what is Grantham doing!

Masters: He's making this match more entertaining to say the least it's Brian Blaze!

Daniels: This is disgusting. Brian Blaze coming to help out Grantham the Uprising is in full force right here!

Masters: I love it this is so freaking smart. He is The Graduate for a reason as Brian Blaze slides into the ring and is stomping away on Mike King as Grantham lifts Mike King up. He is telling Blaze to work his stuff as Blaze goes to the other side of the ring and we hear him yell Who's the Boss! HERE IT COMES!

Daniels: MIKE MOVES AND BRIAN HITS THE TONY DANZA SQUARE IN THE JAW OF GRANTHAM WHO IS NOW DOWN ON ONE KNEE! Look at this Security is out there now and they drag Brian out of the ring! They are taking him right out of the building!

Masters: THIS IS ALL DAMAGE ISN'T IT! WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM LEAVE BRIAN ALONE!

Daniels: The referee is starting to come to as Mike King runs and hits Grantham with Shining Metallica! Grantham is out cold and Mike King goes for the cover 1........2...........3! MIKE KING WINS!

St. Anger begins to play over the sound system as the camera focuses on Brian Blaze who is now being thrown out of the Hammerstein Ballroom!

Jessica: Here is your winner, The Egoist MIKE KING!

Masters: MIKE KING SHOULD HAVE BEEN DISQUALIFIED HE TOOK OUT THE REFEREE!

Daniels: Don't give me that crap Masters! Grantham had the reff knocked out trying to get a numbers game going with The Uprising and it failed and I don't think we'll see Brian Blaze anymore tonight what a terrible night it has been for Brian.

Masters: This is garbage!

Daniels: What a huge win for Mike King. He overcame the odds and Mike King picks up the big win over The Graduate and really a win over The Uprising!

Mike King is on the outside of the ring celebrating his win as Grantham is still down in the ring.

Daniels: What a victory for Mike King here at Kingdom Come!

Masters: He did it. Mike King 1, Uprising 0...

The victory is interrupted as Brian Blaze and Matt Covey, who helps Blaze free from Security, start running into the ringside arena jumping the barricade. They enter the ring and attack King. The crowd boos as "St. Anger" no longer plays on the sound system.

Daniels: This is wrong. The Uprising are sore losers.

Blaze and Covey double team on King nailing him with elbows. Gregory Grantham gets back up and joins in on the beat down of King. The crowd are booing the members of The Uprising as Allyson is barking orders out to keep up the beat down on King.

Masters: Someone needs to do something. Mike King does not deserve this.

Daniels: He doesn't but he has still had words with Ryan Shane for weeks now.

Covey and Grantham hold up King. Blaze yells "WHO'S THE BOSS?" The crowd boos knowing what is coming up.

Masters: Blaze is gonna drill King with The Tony Danza. It looks like they are going for blood.

Daniels: Ryan is trying to send a message through these men.

Blaze charges at King while Covey and Grantham let go. Blaze drops King with his Tony Danza sick kick. King fails in a heap and the crowd boos.

Masters: This is disgusting. For weeks we have seen these attacks and enough needs to be enough.

Daniels: I thought that El Pablo and Mike King stepping up forresistance would have been enough to change this.

Covey slashes his throat as Blaze and Grantham sticks King's head between Covey's legs.

Masters: Blow It Out Your Ass, are you serious?

Daniels: They are trying to kill King and send a message to CZW to back down and let Shane have his way.

All of a sudden the trio of Chris Tolwar, Daniel Cain and Mountain Man run to the ring. Blaze, Grantham and Covey decide to bail out leaving King in a lifeless heap. Tolwar, Cain and Mountain Man look over King. Masters: It looks like King’s allies have saved him from possible career threatening injury had Covey dropped him with Blow It Out Your Ass.

Daniels: That would have ended King and his movement against Shane right then and there. King is lucky his allies just saved him from that vicious assault.

Tolwar helps King to his feet and they lead King to the back. The crowd cheers for King and the group that has stood up to Uprising.

Masters: I guess Mountain Man and Tolwar are now officially with King.

Daniels: But where is Kris Kash?

Masters: I did not see him backstage at all tonight.

Daniels: What will his answer to Mike King be and will we get it tonight or sometime in the future?

***

-=FANS BRING THE WEAPONS!=-
CZW X-DIVISION CHAMPIONSHIP!
"American Gaijin" Mike Monroe (C) vs "The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze

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A panning shot of the Hammerstein Ballroom takes in all of the loyal CZW fans, each one reaching up and cheering to the fans at home. The night has been electric so far, and these fans are showing their appreciation like only they can! The feed fades in to front row at ringside, each of the fans showing off various tools and items they’ve brought to help one of their favorite CZW wrestlers hurt their opponent! Screwdrivers, Tennis Rackets, even a full on Popcorn machine! The feed then cuts to the lovely Jessica Towers in the ring, a smile on her face.

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest……………is a Fans Bring the Weapons Match!”

The fans explode with enthusiasm, the anticipation of the next announcement just too much for them to handle! The fans immediately begin chanting for their favorite in the upcoming match, the response surprisingly split in half for each competitor!

Jesscia Towers: “And it is for the CZW X-Division Championship!”

The lights in the arena dim down, except for the lights on the entrance ramp that go bright red and white just as the open guitar strikes of “Headstrong” by Trapt begin to play. As soon as the song would begin, the music switches and “A Cut Above” by Avery Watts begins to bump out over the speaker system, the fans cheering intensely as Krimzon Blaze makes his way out from behind the curtain! He wears a brand new black t-shirt, the letters “TFC” in a spray-painted style in red and white across the chest. Blaze throws up his hands in a crossed sign, some fans doing the same as he makes his way down the aisle.

Daniels: “Business is about to pick up! The CZW X-Division Championship is on the line in a Fans bring the Weapon match, and both men on either side of the ring are the best of friends, and even more important, some of the most popular names in the Combat Zone! This is what it’s all about!”

Masters: “Do not let the status of friends fool you, Daniels. If you have any doubt that these men will use any means and any tool at their disposal to walk out of the Manhattan Center as the X-Division Champion, look into the eyes of this man. Krimzon Blaze is ready for anything.”

Daniels: “They say the X-Division isn’t about weight limits, it’s about no limits, and there is nobody in the CZW that quite embodies the phrase no limits greater than Krimzon Blaze! If you’re new to our brand, don’t blink. You’ll miss some of the most insane aerial moves you’ve ever seen!”

Jessica Towers: “Introducing first! From Detroit, Michigan! He stands 6’1” tall, weighing in at 215lbs! Representing the Tru Family Crew, he is the number one contender to the CZW X-Division Championship! He is “The Aerial Specialist”, KRIMZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZE!!!!!”

Blaze makes his way around the ring, slapping hands with the fans at ringside. He plays to the camera, motioning to his waist that he will be the next champion! He steps up onto the apron and leaps clean over the top rope, nodding his head to the beat of the song. He points to the crowd, then spins around quickly before falling to his back, spinning in a break dancing flare move! He turns into a back spin, then kips up to his feet before back flipping in the air and raising a hand to the crowd, which goes wild at the display!

Daniels: “Blaze pulling out all of the stops for the fans her in New York! What a display!”

Blaze makes his way to his corner, leaning against the turnbuckle as his music fades out. Both Blaze and the fans look on to the ramp, awaiting the champion. Suddenly, the lights in the Ballroom cut out, and the fans begin to scream their hearts out! After a moment, “O Fortuna” begins to play, some of the fans actually trying to sing along in the foreign language, but failing miserably. The song then cuts out and switches to “In the Dark” by the Birthday Massacre, the only lights turning back on are the lights on the entrance ramp in bright white and red. The curtains part and Mike Monroe steps onto the ramp, the always stunning Tatum Regan at his side. Monroe wears a black robe that falls down to his ankles, the hood up and over a Japanese Oni mask. Tatum wears a shirt similar to Krimzon Blaze, but adjusted to fit her frame.

Daniels: “And here comes the champ! Monroe’s just staring at the ring, he knows exactly what’s on the line in this match!”

Masters: “Mike Monroe will be forever documented as the first champion in the return of CZW, as well as one of the most impressive competitors since then. The title is his life, and he will do anything to keep it.”

Daniels: “Mike Monroe is like a human Swiss Army Knife. The man can fly with the best of them, he can work the mat, he can strike, and of course, he knows his way around a Death Match! Krimzon Blaze knows Mike very well, but he’ll have to be watching every angle in that ring, or Mike will take him out!”

Masters: “This match is going to be one that will be talked about for years.”

Jessica Towers: “And his opponent, accompanied to the ring by “The Toxic Lullaby” Tatum Regan! From Tiffin, Ohio! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 201lbs! He is also representing the Tru Family Crew, and he is the reigning, defending CZW X-Division Champion of the world! “American Gaijin”, MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE MONROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOE!!!!”

Monroe and Regan step down the ramp, looking to the fans on every level of the massive ballroom who chant his name at the top of their lungs. He hops onto the apron and turns to face them, looking up to the ceiling, before entering the ring with Tatum. Tatum grabs his robe, pulling him closer to her, before ripping the robe right down the middle in two sections to reveal the same TFC shirt, as well as the CZW X-Division title around his waist! Monroe slides the mask on his head up, touching foreheads with Tatum before handing it to her. Regan slides the mask on the side of her head as Monroe hops onto the turnbuckle, hyping up the fans at ringside! He turns his hands down, forming his fingers into two M’s, then removes his shirt and tosses it to ringside. He leaps back into the ring and hands the title over to referee Darrin Powers. Powers raises the title up over his head and shows it to all four sides of the ring, before handing the belt to the attendants at ringside. With that done, he calls for the bell, and this match is on!

*DING DING!*

Daniels: "Both men slowly pacing around the ring here, the fans cheering them on. They share a handshake and now there's the lock up! Monroe pulls Blaze into a side-headlock, but Monroe quickly counters out into a wristlock! Blaze cartwheels out of it and whips Mike to the ropes! Leapfrog by Blaze...Monroe on the rebound DUCKS a jumping kick by KB! Monroe continues his momentum, off the far side again. Clothesline attempt is dodged as KB tumbles under it!"

Masters: *yaaaaaaawn!* Someone grab a weapon, already!"

KB goes for a spinning-heel kick, but Mike baseball slides under it! Blaze tumbles to his feet as Monroe goes for an elbow, which KB ducks! Blaze looks for a foot-sweep, but Monroe leaps over it! Monroe grabs at KB, but Blaze slaps his hands away, following it up with a kick to the gut! Monroe catches it and barely ducks the enzuiguiri that follows! KB lands on his foot, however and tumbles forward, the momentum pulling Monroe who still holds KB's foot down to the mat in a tumble as well.

Daniels: "I've never seen such a chain of counter moves before in my life!"

The tumbling wrestlers roll to the outside where KB takes a big punch at Mike! Mike catches the wrist and twists it back, but KB executes a standing BACK FLIP to keep the pressure off of it, quickly countering with an arm wringer. Monroe handsprings forward with the hold to likewise keep his limb from being torqued. Mike scores a quick fireman carry takedown on KB, who quickly rolls up and returns the favor with an armdrag! Mike stands up, but KB lands a telling blow, a LOUD knife-edge chop that echoes through the arena!

Daniels: "There's a solid strike by the challenger! Monroe fires back with a low kick to KB's thigh! KB with another chop, but Monroe blocks it, catching Blaze off-guard with a headbutt! Monroe turns and-"

*WHOMP!!*

Daniels : "Monroe brings the first weapon into the fight, hitting Blaze with a cricket paddle! That HAS to hurt!"

Masters: "He just went 'Shaun of the Dead' on Blaze!"

Monroe tosses the weapon aside and then picks Blaze up, rolling him into the ring. The champ follows him in, sizing Blaze up a bit as he slowly stands, shaking loose the cobwebs. Mike snags him as he stands, connecting with a big EXPLODER SUPLEX, bridging for the pin!

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Daniels: “Blaze is not ready to give it up quite yet, but Mike looks to stay on the offensive. He heads back out of the ring, looking at the fans at ringside. He’s deciding which weapon to bring in next!”

Masters: “Look at the crap these hooligans have brought in! A crock pot, a dustbuster...a lamp!”

Daniels: “I love lamp.”

Apparently Mike also loves lamp, because he takes the desk-lamp from the fan and heads back to the ring apron. He holds the lamp in one hand waiting as KB gets to his feet and then springboards himself into the ring!

KB busts out a big 360 spin kick, blasting Monroe out of the sky! The fans pop loudly as Blaze gets to his feet, claiming the desk lamp. Mike gets to a knee, but KB WAFFLES him with the lamp sending glass flying everywhere! Mike rolls around on the mat in pain, rolling to the outside. He somehow manages to keep on his feet, but he staggers drunkenly, bleeding somewhat from a small gash in his forehead.

Masters: “Well, it didn’t take long for the blood to start flowing in this one, did it?”

Daniels: “That was a vicious shot from Blaze! I’m not sure how the champ is still moving, let alone standing! KB doesn’t look like he’s done yet, though! He runs the ropes, springs up...SHOOTING STAR PLANCHA ONTO MONROE!!”

The crowd goes wild after the move, and KB slowly gets to his feet, celebrating with some of the ring-side fans. He comes away from the barricade, carrying a small oscillating fan, holding it up to the delight of the crowd.

Masters: “Oh, very funny. A fan brought a fan to a ‘fans bring the weapons’ match. Har har.”

Daniels: “I thought it was pretty clever!”

*BWAAAANK!*

Mike doesn’t seem to find it clever so much as painful as KB shatters the fan into a dozen pieces, braining the champ with it, knocking Monroe flat on his back! Blaze has the fans cheering for him as he pulls Mike up, rolling him into the ring. He tumbles in after him and goes for the cover!

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Masters: “Wow! I didn’t expect that! On the up-side, this means these to wankers can keep beating the hell out of each other which will hopefully lead to one being crippled so that I’m never forced to commentate on a Tru Family Crew match!”

Daniels: “There’s really something wrong with you, you know that? Blaze seems pretty impressed that Monroe is still kicking, too. He pulls Mike up to his feet, looking to hoist him onto his shoulders! We could have the Kode of Silence coming up here!”

KB does indeed lift Mike up for the KOS, but as Mike is falling, he twists in mid-air, falling to his back and pulling KB down face-first across his knees!

Daniels: “TOE-TAGGED!! MONROE COUNTERS WITH TOE-TAGGED!! KB is down, but he is able to roll to the outside, smartly avoiding any possible pin-attempts!”

Masters: “Oh, right, Daniels. I’m SURE he meant to roll out of the ring and he’s not just completely out of his wits right now, rolling around in pain LUCKILY to the outside.”

Daniels: “Either way...”

Mike sits up, wiping the blood from his face. He looks around and then spots KB on the outside, using the apron to pull himself up. Mike hits the ropes and dives at KB with a baseball slide, but Blaze moves out of the way! KB launches himself into a standing backflip, going for the pele kick, but Mike catches his ankle, DRIVING it into the ground! Blaze rolls around in pain as Mike secures a light-tube from an audience member!

Daniels: “Great counter there by Monroe, and he holds the light tube high! We know what’s about to happen!”

Mike sizes KB up as he gets to a knee, then charges in BLASTING the challenger with a shining wizard, driving and shattering the light tube against KB’s face with his knee!

Daniels: “THUNDAGA!! Blaze it out of it!”

Masters: “Jeebus, Daniels. These fans brought everything but the kitchen sink to this match!”

Monroe turns to the fans, recieving a metal basin with a faucet attatched to it.

Masters: “...”

Daniels: “You HAD to see that coming, William.”

KB, now also bleeding from that Thundaga shot has managed to pull himself into the ring, and Mike follows with the sink, tossing it over the ropes and rolling in to retrieve it. Monroe raises the sink above his head, charging at Blaze, but KB dodges! Monroe almost blasts the ref with the object, but he manages to check his swing! He turns and KB dropkicks the sink INTO his face!! Monroe drops the sink and staggers against the ropes, bouncing off completely punch-drunk. He staggers backwards into KB who hefts him up into a rack position!

Daniels: “BLAZE HAS HIM UP!! BROKEN KODE!!”

*THUUUD!!*

Daniels: “BLAZE HITS IT!! MONROE IS DOWN!! BLAZE WITH THE COVER!”

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*DING-DING-DING!!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match...and NEW CZW X-Division Champion...KRIMZON....BLAAAAAAAAZE!!”

Blaze is handed the belt, a look of mixed joy and exhaustion on his face. He hugs the belt and then pats the stirring Monroe on the chest as “A Cut Above” plays.

Daniels: “What a brutal match that was! Two parters faced off for the prize, but it was Krimzon Blaze who has emerged victorious, and he is now a THREE TIME X-Division Champion!”

Masters: “...hooray....”

Blaze helps Monroe to his feet, both men bloody and exhausted. Mike looks disappointed, but he raises his partner’s hand anyway, nodding as if to say that it was KB’s day this time.

***

-=GREENHOUSE MATCH!=-
"The 5 Star Superstar" El Pablo vs "The Anti-Christ of CZW" Ryan Shane

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Towers: The following contest is A GREEN HOUSE MATCH!!

Daniels: This match is sure to be violent, and not only that, it's El Pablo's return match after a very length absence.

Masters: I don't care, just let Ryan Shane do his dirty work and get that Five Star reject out of the building!

Towers: Introducing first...

"Party Hard" by Andrew W.K. ignites the crowd as they come alive with a ROAR of cheers as "The Five Star Superstar" El Pablo, dressed in his decadent new attire complete with boas and all as he races down to the ring, Cristal following at a steady pace clapping for EP.

Towers: Making his long awaited return to the CZW, From The Ikebukuro District of Tijuana England, he is THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR.... ELLLLLLLLLLLL PAAAAABBBBBLLLLLOOOOO!!!

Daniels: Can you hear that ovation? It's like El Pablo hasn't lost any of his fan base!

Masters: Bah - Get Ryan Shane out here please!

Towers: And introducing his opponent...

"2nd Sucks" by A Day To Remember hits the airwaves as a SPLIT reaction from the crowd is heard, as Ryan Shane walks somberly down to the ring, his eyes fixated on El Pablo as he looks around at all the debris surrounding the ring - Panes of Glass, Trash cans with Light Tubes inside, amongst other various weapons of pain as Shane gets a wicked smile on his face as he points at EP... "YOU'LL BE CARRIED OUT OF HERE ON A STRETCHER!" He climbs up into the ring, and goes to the ropes and places a foot on the top, brings his hands up over his face and swipes them out at the sides and yells "STAY THE FUCK DOWN!"

Towers: From Manhattan, New York by way of Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada...

All of a sudden though black and pink streamers are suddenly thrown into the ring interrupting Tower's introduction, but she carries on like a professional.

Daniels: What's with the streamers?

Masters: I think that was a miscue there... The pink was for El Pablo, and the black was for Ryan Shane... Someone should fire that guy for the miscue!

Towers: The Anti-Christ of CZW and founder of The Uprising, this is... RYAN SHAAAAAAANNNNNEEEEE!!!

Another wave of SPLIT reaction occurs as Shane and EP look at one another as they circle around the ring.

*DING DING DING*

Daniels: And here we go!

Masters: Finally someone will take that squirrel to the wood shed!

EP and Shane collar and elbow tie-up, but EP quickly escapes as Shane looks on. Another tie-up and Shane shoves EP away - EP looking on at Shane as he simply smiles, EP smiling back!

Daniels: I don't like the looks of that Pablo smile...

Masters: Of course you wouldn't.

EP and Shane tie up once more, but EP capitalizes and takes Shane down with an arm drag following up with a clothesline! Shane gets back to his feet as a charging EP gets taken down with a vicious big boot by Shane!

Daniels: The first of many mistakes there by Pablo!

Masters: GO RYAN GO!

Shane picks EP up, then tosses EP to the outside - Following that, Shane gets a running start to low-dropkick EP but EP moves out of the way as Shane recomposes himself only to get BLASTED by a PANE OF GLASS from EP!

*HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Daniels: WHAT A VICIOUS SHOT THERE!

Masters: Damn you Pablo!!

EP looking out at the crowd as he picks Shane up then tosses him onto the apron before going on the ring skirt himself - EP then drops a leg-drop across the throat of Shane before EP throws Shane back into the ring - EP then goes around the ring and starts gently tossing in MORE Glass, and a handful of Light Tubes!

Masters: SHANE, GET YOUR ASS UP!

Daniels: EP has something planned here!

Shane is slow to his feet as EP comes rushing at Shane only for Shane to THROW a LIGHT TUBE at EP's face causing the Five Star Superstar to collapse! Shane is all but smiles as he goes to the outside... He finds... DUCT TAPE!

Daniels: Wait... What's Duct Tape doing in this match?

Masters: You're guess is as good as mine.

Shane starts duct taping his legs, the sticky part being on the outside as he starts placing BROKEN GLASS on the duct tape, Shane's mind filling with ideas of the deformed nature it would appear as such - Shane climbs back into the ring only to get DESTROYED by a Van Pablo-Nator from EP taking Shane out of the game!

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Daniels: Shane not going down that easily!

Masters: Come on Ryan!

EP picks up Shane, before Shane comes back hitting EP with a piece of GLASS before locking on BLEED THE PURE on EP!!! Shane's hands being cut up along with EP's as he holds BLEED THE PURE on tightly!

Daniels: Can EP will himself out of this?!

Masters: MAKE THAT SQUIRREL TAP!

Gathering a crowd reaction behind him, EP gets out of the BLEED THE PURE by hitting Shane in the stomach three times, EP then runs the ropes, springboarding himself for the top as he then comes down at Shane attempting a moonsault but suddenly Shane flies up running at full speed...

SUBLIMATION BY SHANE TO EP AS EP WAS UPSIDE DOWN!!!!!!!!

*HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!*

Daniels: MY GOD THAT TOOK EP'S HEAD OFF! THAT RUNNING FOREARM SMASH RYAN CALLS THE SUBLIMATION!

Masters: Need you yell?! Jesus.

EP is clearly out of it after being BLASTED by that Sublimation by Shane as Shane now recovers in the corner for a few brief moments - Shane picks up EP only for EP to hit Shane with a few ninja-like palms to Shane's chest as Shane is at the turnbuckle - EP, sensing he has something planned, puts up a PANE OF GLASS next to Shane's prone body as EP climbs the opposite turnbuckle...

Daniels: Oh lord... Don't Tell Me!

Masters: WHAT?!

EP runs along the ropes...FIVE STAR EXPRESS TO SHANE AS GLASS FLIES EVERYWHERE CUTTING SHANE DEEP!!!

Daniels: FIVE STAR EXPRESS - SIGNED SEALED AND DELIVERED TO RYAN SHANE!!

Masters: When were you gonna break out that gem of a phrase?

EP goes for another cover!

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Daniels: HOW?!

Masters: COME ON SHANE!!!!

EP, incensed that frustration is coming over him, picks up Shane and tosses him into the ropes, on the rebound however Shane stops himself, gets EP into a suplex... lifts EP up...

CURSEBREAKER IV ONTO EP WITH THAT GLASS ON SHANE'S KNEES CUTTING DEEP DOWN INTO EP's BACK!!!

Masters: So THATS what that Duct Tape was for... GENIUS SHANE! PURE GENIUS!

Daniels: A GAME CHANGING MOVE!

Shane covers!!!

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Shane, rather furious after getting only a 2-count, picks up EP, hits a few chops, then a kick, then picks up EP onto his shoulders...

Masters: MURDER SCENE?!?!?!

Daniels: NO!

EP counters by firing elbows as hard as possible to Shane, as EP slips off Shane's shoulders, grab's Shane...

IDENTITY CRISIS DDT SPIKING SHANE DOWN ONTO THE GLASS FRAGMENTS LITTERED AROUND THE RING!

EP covers!!

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Daniels: My god!

Masters: How are they still going?!?

EP gets up, his arms and legs wobbly from losing alot of blood, picks up Shane...Shane gets out of EP's grasp, runs the ropes charging at full speed...

SUBLIMATION ONCE AGAIN!

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EP COUNTERS THAT INTO A HURRICANRANA ON SHANE!

EP picks Shane back up, tosses him into the turnbuckle -- EP goes back to the outside, sliding in more GLASS and LIGHT TUBES as EP then gets back in, sets Ryan ontop of the top turnbuckle... EP climbs up, only for Ryan to hit vicious chops and lights up EP with punches and a vicious head butt finally knocks EP down below... RIGHT ONTO A GLASS TABLE! Shane, seeing what just transpired, climbs down as he then takes whatever is left of the Duct Tape and places it now on his forearm... he then dumps his forearm in glass and light tube pieces... EP is slow to get up...

Masters: YES! DO IT SHANE! DO IT!

Shane, looks at EP, then charges the ropes and comes back FULL ON CHARGING... SUBLIMATION WITH GLASS AND LIGHT TUBE PIECES STUCK TO HIS ELBOW PAD RIGHT TO EP'S FACE!

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Towers: Here is you're winner... RYAN SHAAAAAAANNNEEEE!!!!

Daniels: What a violent and twisted Greenhouse Match this was!

Masters: The Uprising's leader knows what he's doing!

Daniels: Can The Uprising's Johnny Kerosene be the one to hold The World Title after tonight?! Stay tuned to find out!

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-=KING OF COMBAT FINALS!=-
CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
FATAL-FOUR WAY ELIMINATION MATCH!
"The F'N Boss" T.J. Hix vs Johnny Kerosene vs "High-Definition" Cage Stryker vs "The Prophecy" Daniel Cain

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Daniels: “Ladies and Gentlemen, it’s time for the moment we’ve all been waiting for! Four of the best competitors that CZW has to offer and four of the best in the world face off against each other in a four-way elimination-style match! It’s live, It’s New York City, It’s the King of Combat Final Round, and BAW GAWD It’s For the CZW World Heavyweight Championship!”

Masters: “This is what all of these past shows have been building toward. A new name will be forever etched into the history of the CZW World Heavyweight Title, and into the heritage of the King of Combat Tournament. This very well may be the most illustrious match ever held under the CZW banner. There’s everything to gain here, tonight!”

Daniels: “You said it perfectly, William. Kingdom Come will already go do in history as one of the biggest nights in our company’s history, and finishing it all off with a new King and Champion is the only fitting way to cap it all off!”

Masters: “The fans are in for a treat unlike anything they’ve ever seen before. Well, let’s not waste any more time! Jessica Towers, bring out the finalists!”

The bell rings three times, and a smiling Jessica Towers brings the mic up to her lips, cheerfully calling out as the fans raise the noise!

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Main Event of the evening! It is a Fatal Four-Way Elimination match, it is the King of Combat Final Round………..”

Towers stops just short of finishing the announcement, a large smile over her face as the fans tense up with anticipation! A small “CZW! CZW!” chant starts up in the front row, and slowly spreads out to the rest of the crowd, right up to the top balconies! The entire Hammerstein Ballroom is loud with the chants of their favorite company, prompting Jessica to finish!

Jessica Towers: “AND IT IS FOR THE CZW WORLD HEAVYWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!!”

The unruly response is so loud that one could barely hear “Sweet Sacrifice” by Evanescence begin to play! The curtains on the entrance way part, and out walks the hooded figure of Daniel Cain to an intense ovation! Cain stops on the top of the ramp, his hands out in front of him with the palms facing down, slowly spreading apart, before continuing on his way to the ring!

Daniels: “Daniel Cain looks as ready as he’s ever been, and can you blame him?!? Just a few months ago he was a relative newcomer to the main stream of professional wrestling, and now he’s walking into the main event against three of the toughest men he will ever face in a ring!”

Masters: “The title is on the line, Daniels. Championship gold makes men do crazy things, and Daniel Cain knows this very well. He’s prepared to go to great heights to become a World Champion, and he expects his opponents will do the same.”

Daniels: “Cain has been nothing short of impressive since his debut, though. Let’s not take away from his ability; we’ve seen Cain connect with some of the most impressive techniques in CZW. He’s also recently aligned himself with one Mike King, and you know for sure that King has leant his experience to Cain’s training. That’s a factor his opponents should be afraid of.”

Jessica Towers: “Introducing First, from Cambridge, England! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 225lbs! He is representing The Egotic Prophecy! He is “The Prophecy”, DANIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLL CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN!”

Cain continues down the entrance way, walking to the side of the ring and leaping up onto the apron. He turns to face the crowd, again spreading his hands away from each other before reaching up and ripping off the hood of his robe! He points out to the crowd, then motions to his waist as he yells his claim as the next Champion! He enters the ring and walks to the other side and posing for the fans, then turning to the balconies and gives them a pose! Cain begins to work off his entrance robe as his music begins to fade out. Cain turns to face the ramp, just as the lights in the Ballroom cut out! “Hero” by Skillet blasts on over the speakers and the fans jump to their feet! As the body of the song begins, the lights on the entrance set go white and lower down onto the ramp itself, revealing another hooded man with his back turned to the crowd, the gold on his sleeves, pants, and hood glittering in the light! He pulls the hood down and unzips it down the middle, spelling out the name “Stryker” across his back! Cage turns to face the crowd as the lights cut back on, slapping his chest and pointing to the fans as he makes his way down the ramp!

Jessica Towers: “Next, from Hollywood, California! He stands 6’2”, weighing in at 240lbs! He is “High-Definition”, CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE STRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYKEEEEEER!!!!!!”

Daniels: “Listen to the ovation for Cage Stryker! These fans are on their feet for the former World Heavyweight Champion! You’d have to argue the point that Cage has to be the favorite walking into this match, William! He’s been to the mountain top before, and you know he has plans of doing it again!”

Masters: “Cage Stryker is one of the most beloved men in CZW, but even more so, he’s also a high-decorated competitor. Cage is a former World Champion, X-Division Champion, Television Champion, but now has the opportunity to be only the third man in CZW history to be crowned a Two-time CZW World Champion! That temptation alone should be enough to motivate this man to victory!”

Daniels: “But if it isn’t enough, these people are strongly behind Cage. He’s been speaking about a war coming to CZW with the emergence of The Uprising, and you know he’s looking to take the World Title to higher grounds!”

Stryker makes his way to the ring steps, hopping up and down for a few seconds before climbing up onto the apron and entering the ring. Cage eyes Daniel Cain as he walks to the other side of the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, placing a hand over his eyes and looking out to the fans! He leaps back into the ring, taking off his entrance gear as his music fades away too. “Night Lies” by Bang Camaro begins to play; picking up a large amount of boos from the audience! A few spare fans here and there show their support for the villains of the industry as the curtains part, and Johnny Kerosene makes his way onto the ramp! Kerosene wears black gear and a match headband and entrance jacket, each of them reading “KEROSENE” across it. On the right sleeve of his jacket, “UPRISING” is written in a similar font. He smirks and brushes off the crowd, making his way down to the ring.

Jessica Towers: “Next, from Bristol, England! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 209lbs! He is representing The Spectacle and The Uprising! He is the resident Rockstar of CZW, JOHNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY KEROSEEEEEEEEEEEENE!”

Masters: “Ahhhh, now the elephant in the room enters. Johnny Kerosene, Tag-Team wrestling extraordinaire turned singles wrestling stand out in these recent shows since the return, but more interesting is the choice of alignment Kerosene has made since his return. You know The Uprising will be watching this match closely, ready to strike when need be.”

Daniels: “I’m not even sure if Kerosene will need The Uprising in this match, though I doubt that will stop them from getting involved! He pinned Cage Stryker in Plymouth! Johnny Kerosene is here to play, and that’s bad news for Derek Damage and CZW should he win. Who knows what could happen if the World Title ended up in the hands of Kerosene and Ryan Shane?!”

Masters: “Johnny Kerosene has all the tools necessary to bring the change we need to CZW. I couldn’t think of a better man to walk out of the Hammerstein Ballroom as World Champion! The revolution is now, Daniels!”

Kerosene slides into the ring, eyeing his opponents backing into the corner and then turning, climbing up to the second rope and smirking again at the crowd. He removes the headband and the jacket and throws it down to the ringside, stepping back into the ring and stretching out, preparing for a war. “Tear Away” by Drowning Pool comes on next, some of the fans in the audience actually singing along with the first few lines. As the word “BREAK!” is yelled, the curtains do in fact break apart, and TJ Hix walks out onto the ramp! Like all of the others, he actually comes out alone, knowing that his associates are just right in the back if he needs them. He waves off a few of the New York fans, cheering just because he shares a home town, and walks down to the ring!

Daniels: “And here comes the scum of the Earth, TJ Hix! You see a lot of men in this game going down the wrong path for things they believe in or to get ahead in life, but not Hix. Nope, he’s just vile because he wants to be!”

Masters: “You just don’t understand, Jarred. Men like TJ Hix know how to win, which may make him the most dangerous man in this match tonight. He’s not held back by insignificant emotions such as compassion and sympathy! Hix is here to become World Champion, plain and simple.”

Daniels: “Is that the kind of man you want representing your company right now, William? An upper-class, heartless………douchebag like TJ Hix!?!”

Masters: “Yes. Hix knows success, and he’s very good at reaching success. We need someone like that leading the way for this company, because Derek Damage certainly isn’t going to cut it!”

Jessica Towers: “And finally, from Brooklyn, New York! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 220lbs! He is “The F’N Boss”, T.J. HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIX!!!!”

Hix casually makes his way up the steps onto the apron, waving back Cage Stryker who takes a step forward and is held back by the ref! Hix snakes his way into the ring and leans against the turnbuckle in a mocking way, enjoying that Cage can’t do a damn thing about it!

*DING DING!*

Daniels: “There’s the opening bell and we’re on our way to crowning not only the King of Combat, but the CZW World Heavyweight champion!”

Masters: “I’ve got goosebumps, Daniels! We’ve waited weeks for this moment!”

All four competitors pace around in a wide circle, gradually closing in. Suddenly, Cage and Cain nod at each other and leap at their opponents! Cage hammers away at Hix while Cain drives Kerosene into a corner. Kerosene begins to fight back, connecting with a pair punches, but Cain ducks the third and scores a dropkick! Johnny gets up and eats a second and then a third, rolling to the outside!

Cage has Hix against the ropes, whipping him to the far side. Hix with the reversal, but Cage comes back on the rebound with a spinning heel kick! TJ crashes to the mat and gets up in time to eat a big punch from Daniel Cain! Hix staggers the other way and Cage busts his chops as well! Hix tries to retreat, but Cain hammers him with yet another stiff punch!

Daniels: “Cage and Cain are playing a game of human Pong with TJ Hix! They both grab him and...DOUBLE SUPLEX!”

Masters: “Someone better remind them that this isn’t a tag-team match!”

Cain makes the cover on Hix!

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Daniels: “Hix gets out of the pinning predicament, but Cain pulls him up, tossing him into the corner, stomping away at him. Kerosene is back on the apron, and Cage moves to intercept, but Johnny staggers him with a thumb to the eye! Johnny springboards in and connects with a THEZ PRESS, then choking Cage with both hands, strangling the life out of him!”

Cain tosses Hix over the ropes and then turns his attention to the others, not realizing that Hix has landed safely on the apron. Cain breaks the choke hold with a low dropkick to Johnny, then turns just in time for TJ to come flying off the top rope with a big missile dropkick!!

Masters: “The Boss’ proving why he’s the intellectually superior competitor!”

Daniels: “Very crafty, indeed! Cain slowly gets up, dazed, but Hix grabs him....BIG-TIME DDT!!”

Kerosene and Cage get up, and Johnny takes advantage quickly with a series of forearms. He then cinches Cage up and drives his knee right to his midsection, attempting to knock the wind out of him! He then nods at Hix who comes over, locking Cage in a full nelson, allowing Johnny to deliver punch after vicious punch to Cage’s face!

Daniels: “Teamwork being shown by Kerosene and TJ Hix now!”

Masters: “They’re doing what they had to do to survive, Daniels. It was Cain and Stryker who started the ‘team’ game!”

Cain is back up, and Johnny and Hix continue their alliance against him as well, punching and stomping him back against the ropes. Johnny and TJ whip him to the far side, looking for a double clothesline, but Cain ducks, continuing his momentum. He leaps, springboarding off the middle rope and catching both men off-guard with a flying double-clothesline!!

Daniels: “Amazing athleticism from ‘the Prophecy!”

Cain begins to unload on Hix as he stands, staggering him back with a series of knife-edge chops, the crowd loudly cheering him on. Kerosene gets up and goes to attack Cain from behind, but Stryker whirls him around and doubles him over with a big knee to the gut! He then hoists Kerosene up and DRIVES him to the mat with a big sit-out powerbomb!! Cage holds on for the pin!

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Daniels: “Near fall there for Johnny, but he stays in this match!”

Masters: “Watch out, Cain has Hix up in the corner!”

Cain lifts Hix up to a standing position on the top rope, following him up! He braces himself briefly and then LEAPS, taking Hix all the way back down to the mat with a SUPER HURRICANRANA!! The fans LOVE it!

Daniels: “AMAZING MOVE!!”

Masters: “SHENANIGANS!!”

Cain quickly scrambles over to make the cover on TJ!

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Daniels: “Another near fall, but so far all four competitors are still alive in this match!”

Cage pulls Johnny to his feet, whipping him to the ropes and catching him with a big spinebuster! Cain heads to the corner, pointing to the crowd before leaping up and going for his finisher, ‘the Fallen Angel!’ Hix manages to roll out of the way, but Cain lands on his feet, able to correct before crashing and burning! He connects with a baseball slide dropkick that knocks Hix to the outside of the ring!

Daniels: “Cain now follows Hix to the outside, and Cage looks to lock Kerosene into a Boston Crab! He cinches it in! Johnny has nowhere to go!”

Masters: “Kerosene will find a way out of this Daniels, just you wait!”

Meanwhile, on the outside, Cain lifts Hix up, dashing him to the ground with a big scoop slam! The crowd cheers loudly as Hix rolls in pain, favoring his back. Cain moves to lift TJ off the ground, but Hix throws a low blow, instantly stopping ‘the Prophecy’s’ momentum! Hix then rolls into the ring, sizing up Cage. He charges behind Stryker, taking him down and breaking his hold on Kerosene with a bulldog headlock!

Daniels: “Hix frees Kerosene! TJ helps Johnny up now, and it looks like their alliance remains intact! Johnny nods his thanks and both men turn to Cage-ROLL UP BY HIX!!”

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Daniels: “Kerosene barely escapes that pin there! And look at Hix, begging Johnny for forgiveness! What a snake!”

Masters: “Obviously it was just momentary confusion, Jarred!”

Daniels: “Of course.”

Hix continues to try and talk Johnny down, and then throws a big haymaker! Johnny ducks and begins to lay into TJ, the fans torn between supporting the beating of Hix or booing Kerosene! Johnny ducks a big lariat attempt by a staggering TJ Hix, and counters with a big HEEL HOOK that takes ‘the Boss’ off his feet! Cage begins to get to his feet, but Johnny lays him out with a Russian leg-sweep! Kerosene recovers, but immediately is caught as Cain springboards in from the apron, connecting with a cross-body! He hooks the leg for the cover!

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Cain and Kerosene recover and Cain takes Johnny down with an arm-drag! They recover again, and again Cain with the arm-drag! Cain goes for a third, but Johnny kicks him hard in the gut, doubling him over. Kerosene hits the ropes and connects with a big float-over DDT!

Daniels: “Great move by Kerosene! Cain is down, but Stryker is now back up....BIG-TIME spear to Johnny! He goes for the cover!”

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Daniels: “Such determination from all competitors in this match!”

Cage is immediately beset by TJ Hix who begins stomping away at him. TJ pulls Cage to his feet, but Stryker fires back, the fans cheering him on as he rips into ‘the Boss’ with a trio of European uppercuts! He backs Hix up to the ropes and whips him to the far side, connecting with a big FLAP JACK!!

Daniels: “Cage is on fire! He pulls Hix up, he’s hooking him up for the STRYKER DRIVER!!”

Kerosene suddenly springs into action, leaping up and grabbing Cage, breaking his hold on TJ and PLANTING him to the ground!

Daniels: “STAR-STRUCK!! KEROSENE WITH A HUGE STAR-STRUCK!! There’s the cover!!”

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*DING!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, Cage Stryker has been ELIMINATED!!”

The fans boo loudly as Cage rolls out of the ring slowly. Johnny celebrates a bit before turning around, right into an awaiting Daniel Cain!

Daniels: “Cain with a big knee to the gut. He hooks him up...NOSTRADAMUS!! CAIN WITH A BIG FISHERMAN DRIVER!! He holds on for the pin!!”

Masters: “SHENANIGANS!! Kerosene wasn’t ready!!”

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*DING!* Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, Johnny Kerosene has been ELIMINATED!!”

Kerosene rolls out of the ring, and then tries to enter again, holding his head in pain but fueled by his fury as he tries to go after Cain, the referee blocking his path, holding him back!

Daniels: “Wow! Just like that, the complexion of this match has changed and we’re down to two! Cain is distracted by Johnny, but Hix is stalking up behind him! Turn around, Cain!”

Cain does turn, and Hix catches him with a boot, doubling him over and grabbing him in a gut-wrench, lifting him up for the Dominator!

Daniels: “SEEK NEW EMPLOY-NO!! CAIN ROLLS OVER INTO A SUNSET FLIP!!

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Cain and Hix get up, and Cain takes control, staggering Hix with a series of chops. The crowd cheers loudly as he grabs TJ, hooking him up for another Fisherman Driver!

Daniels: “NOSTRADAMUS!!”

Masters: “HIX COUNTERS! INSIDE CRADLE!!”

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Again they both get up and Cain lays Hix out with a big enziguiri kick! Cain heads to the corner, adrenaline pumping! He leaps up, looking for the Fallen Angel, but as he hops up to the top rope, Johnny Kerosene leaps onto the apron from the outside, tripping him up and causing him to fall groin-first over the top turnbuckle!! The crowd boos loudly as Johnny finally leaves ringside, glaring at Cain the whole way!

Daniels: “That was uncalled for! Johnny Kerosene shouldn’t have been at ringside after his elimination!” TJ senses Cain’s disadvantage and quickly scrambles over to the corner, hefting him off the turnbuckle onto his shoulder.

Daniels: “Not like this!! Not like this!!”

Masters: “SEEK NEW EMPLOYMENT!!”

*WHOOOOMP!! *

Hix plants Cain with the Dominator and falls down to the mat, lifelessly making the cover!!

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*DING-DING-DING!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, the KING OF COMBAT, and the NEW CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION....TJ...HIIIIIIIXXX!!”

‘Tear Away’ begins to play and TJ Hix slowly rises, a look of surprise briefly before a sadistically smug grin widens on his face. Three CZW officials move into the ring, one carrying the World Championship Title belt, another carrying a crown and the third with a large trophy.

TJ holds his arms out wide as the official with the belt secures it around his waist. He accepts the trophy greedily, smirking at the jeering fans, ignoring the trash being thrown into the ring at him.

Daniels: “This is just a travesty really. And look at Daniel Cain, finally coming around. He’s staring at TJ Hix in total disbelief!”

Masters: “HA! So much for that prophecy, Daniels!”

Daniels: “Without Johnny Kerosene’s interference, we’d probably have a different person being crowned right now!”

Masters: “Bollocks to that, Daniels. This was Hix’s destiny!”

Cain stares at TJ Hix who merely smirks back at him, and slowly he turns away, rolling out of the ring. ‘The Prophecy’ begins to leave ringside, a wide-eyed vacant look on his face. He is completely despondent as he heads through the curtain. Meanwhile, the last official behind TJ Hix places the King of Combat crown upon his head. All three officials step away, applauding the new king and champion despite the boos and garbage being flung into the ring. Hix heads to each corner in turn, holding his trophy aloft and gesturing to the belt and crown.

Daniels: “Like it or not, we have a NEW King and Champion in ‘the Boss’ TJ Hix! We’ve just received word from the back that Daniel Cain has just...left the arena.”

Masters: “Ha! He’s probably heading for the nearest bar!”

Daniels: “We have no idea where he’s going...he didn’t even get his belongings from the locker room!”

Masters: “It doesn’t matter where he’s going! The only thing that matters is this beautiful moment in CZW history...the crowning of the king!”

TJ Hix continues to celebrate his hard-earned (if a bit tainted) victory despite the fans.

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The camera cuts backstage to the makeshift medical area for CZW. We see none other than Ryan Shane sitting on a portable bench, wrapping his wounds himself. Stains of blood can be seen on the cuts already covered but, but even in the pain the smirk of Ryan is plainly seen. He basks in his victory as he tends to his injuries, knowing that he had won the deciding match in his clash with Derek Damage. He finishes his last wrap and snaps the bandage, pressing it to his skin. Satisfied, he steps off of the bench and looks up, only to be blind-sided by a stiff lariat! Ryan is sent into the wall, knocking the bench over just as the attacker is seen, a hooded figure in a black hoody and jeans! The figure picks Shane up without a second thought, throwing him out of the doorway and into the hall! He follows him out just as Ryan gets back to his feet, thrown for a loop by the surprise attack! The attacker throws punches into his forehead, sending Shane stumbling down the hall!

A few backstage workers step in the way, and scatter as soon as they see the commotion! The attacker attempts to connect with a double-axe handle, but is stopped by a kick to the gut by Shane! Shane cracks the figure with a punch to the head, sending the attacker away. The hooded man finds a folding chair set on an equipment stack, but Shane doesn’t see it. Shane goes to attack, but is slammed in the head by the chair! A huge dent is seen in the chair before the mystery man throws it away! Shane is floored, but he attempts to crawl away and gain some leverage, getting closer and closer to the exit from the building!

The mystery attacker picks Shane up and charges into the door, sending them crashing outside as the door swings open! The hit the concrete hard, and the mystery man begins to rain blows on the now bloodied forehead of Ryan Shane! He gets up, walking over to a nearby trash can and picking it up! He empties out the can and raises it up over his head, walking over to Ryan only to be met with a jumping headbutt! Ryan gets back to his feet as the attacker is forced back, but he can’t seem to find his footing. He shakes the dizziness off and clenches his fist, running at the attacker to take his head off with a Sublimation!

Ryan misses the strike as the attacker turns, hooking his arm under Ryan’s arm and neck and grabbing Ryan pants before hoisting Shane up into the air and sending him flying overhead with a Side Snap T-Bone Suplex! Shane hits the ground hard and does not move after………but the attack does. He stands up with his back to the camera, looking over the damage he had done. His hand slowly comes up and grabs the back of his hood, pulling it down to reveal long, dirty blonde hair! The man takes a breath before turning around, showing the entire world the crazed face of Alan Fiscus! Fiscus laughs louder and louder, stepping to the camera and grabbing it at both sides, and screaming!

Fiscus: “GUESS WHO’S BACK, SON?!?!”

He pushes the cameraman out of the way and disappears off-screen. The camera turns back to the motionless body of Ryan Shane, taking one step closer before stopping, turning around, and walking back into the Manhattan center itself, leaving Shane there to suffer on his own.

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