Jarred Daniels: I feel bad for Jenna right now; she’s going to be squashed!

(ding, ding, ding)

William Masters: This one should be over quickly, wouldn’t you agree Daniels?

Jarred Daniels: It definitely looks that way by the size of Stheno. The CZW has never had a woman the size of her.

[ Jenna runs at Stheno with a clothesline, but Stheno with a standing body avalanche. Jenna falls back and Stheno spins around knocking Jenna down with a spinning backfist. Jenna kneels up and starts crowding to the corner. Stheno stalks her and grabs her wrist as she whips her across the ring. Stheno charges at Jenna in the corner, but Jenna rolls out of the way as Stheno hits the corner chest first. ]

Jarred Daniels: Jenna with an impressive dropkick to the chest, but it barely phased Stheno. What is it going to take Stheno off her feet?

William Masters: I don’t know if Jenna has enough in her.

[ Jenna bounces off the ropes and she connects with a clothesline as Stheno barely stumbles back. Jenna runs off the ropes again, but Stheno flips her up with a giant flapjack on the canvas. Jenna holds her jaw as Stheno leans down and lifts her up by the sides of her face. She grabs her by the throat and lifts her up off the canvas. ]

William Masters: My God, look at that strength!

Jarred Daniels: I hope the other ladies are taking noticed because this could very be them in the near future.

[ Stheno just plants Jenna with a double-handed chokeslam. The fans boo as Stheno is biazzarely staring down at her prey as Jenna leans up, aiding her lower back. Stheno kneels down beside her and places her hand around Jenna’s throat as she begins sadistically choking the beautiful blonde. ]

Jarred Daniels: Oh this is just sick, Stheno is toying with Jenna.

William Masters: Stheno has her right where she wants and just waiting for the perfect opportunity.

Jarred Daniels: Oh just get it over with already!

[ Stheno keeps the chokehold in place as she lifts her up while standing up herself. She tosses her back into the corner and runs at Jenna with a cornered body avalanche. Jenna stumbles out from the corner and right into a gorilla press slam setup. Stheno starts pacing around the ring while pressing Jenna above her head as Jenna cries high in the air. ]

William Masters: Did you just see that!? She just dropped from that high aptitude in the air!

Jarred Daniels: Jenna can barely move, but Stheno has her by the hair.

William Masters: What’s next?

[ Stheno has her arms hooked and she brings Jenna up to full verocity as her feet are sticking straight up in the air. She comes crashing down on top of Jenna as her face collides with the canvas with a massive facebuster. ]

Jarred Daniels: Jenna will not be getting up from that; this is what she calls the Rising Star Suplex!

William Masters: Goodnight Jenna Mourey!

[ Stheno rolls her over and covers. ]

ONE…

TWO….

THREEEEE!!

Jarred Daniels: Jenna never had a chance.

William Masters: Never and who would with a size difference like the one between those two girls?

[ The referee signals for the bell as Stheno stands to her feet while continuing to stare down at Jenna. Stheno’s partner Mai enters the ring and raises her arm in victory while the fans boo loudly. ]

Jessica Towers: The winner of the following contest is…. SSSSTTTHHHEEENNNOOOO!!

[ “Warrior” is playing through the speakers and Stheno continues staring down at the helpless and unconscious Jenna Mourey while officials race down to the ring and check on her. Stheno begins to follow Mai as she stops every few feet to look back at her destruction. The cameras switch to the backstage area. ]

***

The scene cuts backstage, where we see "The Technicolor Tecnico" El Pablo making his way through the back entrance of the Ballroom, a large, self-branded duffel bag over his shoulder. He exchanges pleasantries with the various CZW staff members scattered along his path, until he eventually arrives at a T-Junction. EP turns to his right.. and is promptly taken clean off his feet by a big-time spear, both he and his unknown assailant dropping to the floor and out of shot. The camera pans down to reveal Cristal straddling EP, her hands gripped on either side of his masked head as she smacks the back of his skull repeatedly against the floor. Cristal then hauls EP to his feet, and whips him into the wall, then grabs him again and sends him crashing face-first into a table set up on the opposite side of the corridor. Various crew members can be seen beginning to mill around the scene, as Cristal takes a few steps to the side, then charges forward, catching EP right in the face with the sole of her boot and dropping him to the floor. As Cristal glares down at her boyfriend in obvious and visible anger, a rather flustered-looking man with a clipboard and a headset charges into view, approaching another member of the backstage crew who stands looking on, leaning against the wall and casually munching on an apple.

CLIPBOARD: Oh my god.. what the hell's going on here!? Why isn't anybody stepping in to stop this!?!?

APPLE: Ehhh.. it's just a lovers' tiff.. no biggy.

Cristal hauls a groggy EP to his feet once again, and swings a right hand at him, but EP, on this occasion, manages to dodge the attack, grabbing Cristal by the wrist and spinning round into a hammerlock.

EL PABLO: HA!

However, EP's joy is short-lived, as Cristal thrusts a boot upwards and connects violently and squarely with his Skittles. EP releases the hold and doubles over in pain, as Cristal marches over to the table and grabs a steel chair, then marches back over.. swings.. and nails EP right between the eyes, the Five Star Superstar crumpling to the floor in a heap as Cristal tosses the chair over her shoulder.

CLIPBOARD: Jesus CHRIST!!!

APPLE: ...Granted, this does have somewhat of a "professional wrestling" spin on it.. but you've gotta expect that kinda thing, honestly.

With EP not doing much in the way of moving on the floor, Cristal grabs the table and drags it away from the wall more into the centre of the corridor. She then steps back round and hauls EP up once again.. moves beside him.. hooks his leg over her shoulder.. and sends him CRASHING through the table with Over The Rainbow. As EP lies sprawled among the mass of broken wood and twisted metal, Cristal gets back to her feet, and takes a moment to dust herself off and neaten her hair back up before beginning to walk away along the hallway. The camera moves to film from just in front of her, as we see EP slowly begin to pull himself up in the background and stumble uneasily forwards in pursuit of The Rainbow Mistress.

EL PABLO: HEY! Baby... hold on a second!

EP quickly catches up, and grabs Cristal by the arm, spinning her round to face him as he extends an arm out to his side, leaning heavily against the wall with the other in an attempt to remain somewhat on his feet.

EL PABLO: ...wut?

Cristal places her hands on her hips, still looking decidedly less-than-impressed.

CRISTAL: You know EXACTLY "wut!" You went and formed an alliance with Big Nasty without asking me about it first, even though you knew FULL-WELL that he'd just struck up a little somethin'-somethin' with that conniving, cowardly little c*BLEEP*t-f*BLEEP*k-s*BLEEP*t-b*BLEEP*h Kandi Washington... I HATE C*BLEEP*T-F*BLEEP*K-S*BLEEP*T-B*BLEEP*H-A*BLEEP*S-W*BLEEP*E-S*BLEEP*T-C*BLEEP*TS!!!!!

Suddenly, the same man with the clipboard seen earlier runs into shot, a terrified look on his face as he thrusts his hands in the direction of the couple.

CLIPBOARD: WOAH WOAH WOAH.. You can't say that on TV!

EP and Cristal turn to Clipboard with identical expressions of confusion on their faces.

EL PABLO: ...We're not on TV.

Clipboard now offers EP a confused look of his own.

CLIPBOARD: Uh.. you've been on TV for, like, a whole month now.

EP turns back to Cristal with a shrug.

EL PABLO: Huh.. go figure.

Cristal turns back to EP, her face contorting once again into a scowl as Clipboard makes a hasty retreat from the scene.

EL PABLO: ANYWAY... Firstly, I had no idea that BEENZ and Miss Cooch-For-Hire had struck up ANY kind of somethin'-somethin'.. lest you forget, I had spent the vast majority of that day drowning my sorrows in a substantial quantity of rainbow-coloured liquid, in a realm of consciousness well away from wherever-the-fuck we were putting on a show that night.

CRISTAL: Anaheim, California.. and I'm WELL aware of what you'd been doing; I STILL haven't been able to fully clean my lucky duffel bag!

EL PABLO: Clearly not THAT lucky...

Cristal shoots EP another death stare, causing the Five Star Superstar to somewhat-nervously clear his throat.

EL PABLO: *Ahem* ..Anyway... SECONDLY, do you not realise that this is entirely the point I've been trying to make regarding the need for CZW to get its shit together? The whole reason Ryan Shane is currently able to swan around the United States with the World Heavyweight Championship belt around his waist is because the rest of us have been so pre-occupied with our own petty squabbles against each other that nobody's had the slightest bit of sense to stop measuring their own dick or girl-dick and cut The Uprising off!

CRISTAL: What do you mean p-

EL PABLO: Petty, profound, proto-poly-para-philosophical, whatever. The point is, CZW's been too busy trying to one-up and batter itself, when it.. we.. all of us SHOULD have been concentrating and concerting our efforts on taking out a man and movement that so openly wants nothing more than to wipe ALL of us - good guy, bad guy, Technico, Egoist, Clown, Killer, Saint, Mountain Man - off of the professional wrestling map for good! We need to rise above all these individualistic disagreements, Cris.. rise above and rise against what could very well be the bellringer for the ultimate death-knell of Combat Zone Wrestling.

Cristal's face softens slightly as EP's words run through her brain.

EL PABLO: And.. think about this... as the first lady of the CZW Elite.. by standing alongside Kandi Washington on the front-line, you're setting the most powerful example possible to the rest of the company about exactly how important this need for a collective mindset is. By setting aside arguably one of feuds most at the forefront of the consciousness of the CZW audience, you're gonna be showing EVERYBODY - Wayward Sons, The Uprising, and the entire watching wrestling world - that CZW is FINALLY taking this shit seriously.. is FINALLY starting to mean some fucking business.. and is FINALLY gonna bring a Skittle-ton of colour back to a landscape so blighted by the darkness and decay of Ryan Shane's stranglehold!

Cristal looks down at the floor, nodding her head slightly. She then lifts her head again, looking into the eyes of her boyfriend, her own noticeably tearing up a little. Suddenly, the unmistakeable sound of "Gangnam Style" by Psy fades into consciousness, causing a smile to break out on the faces of the Most Colourful Couple in Professional Wrestling History. EP stands upright and extends his arms, softly cupping Cristal's face in his hands as she steps right up close to him, brushing his thumbs delicately over her mask-covered cheeks.

EL PABLO: Hey, sexy lady.

Cristal can't help but let out a small laugh, as she leans in and presses her lips to EP's, wrapping her arms around his shoulders as the two share a brief, tender kiss. When Cristal pulls her head back, she looks into the eyes of her boyfriend with a wry smirk on her face.

CRISTAL: You're lucky you can sell a resistance better than your girlfriend's finishing move.

EP smirks back.

EL PABLO: Oh I'll put you over later, don't you worry.

Cristal grins, and the two share another quick kiss before Cristal turns and bounds giddily off-screen. EP watches after her, a smile on his face as Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce suddenly step into shot, Eddie holding a phone in his hand that is now obviously the source of the music we are still hearing. EP looks at the two with a grin, and offers them each a simultaneous high-five.

EL PABLO: Best wingmen ever.

The Saints accept EP's high-five invitation, then each drape an arm over EP's shoulder, EP doing the same to them as the trio then walk past the camera along the corridor. The camera turns round, revealing the letters "CZW" to be scrawled on the backs of their attires in the standard shoddy magic marker penmanship, and watches on for a few moments before cutting to an informative promotional video.

***

-=SERIOUSLY PSYCHO!=-
Wes Hartley vs. "Psycho" Sam Attic

***

“Releasing the Demons” by Godsmack blares on the speaker system and the fans come to their feet in excitement! A few seconds of the song plays before the curtain parts, and out emerges Wes Hartley! Hartley nods his head to the song a few times before running his thumb across his chest and thrusting a finger into the air! He rips off the towel that hangs around his neck and marches down the entrance way!

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Nashville, Tennessee! He stands 5’10”, weighing in at 220lbs! WEEEEEEESSSSSSS HARTLEEEEEEYYYYYYY!!!!!”

Daniels: “The place has come unglued for the break out X-division star, Wes Hartley. William, it’s been a rough year for Hartley, no one will deny that, but the strength this man has shown both physically and mentally is astounding! He’s been very impressive in his short CZW run, and is looking ahead to a future X-division championship match!”

Masters: “Hartley brings something different to the X-Division scene. You’ll always see the backflips and the suicide dives, but Hartley adds to that with a technical mastery. He’ll just as soon go to a submission than leap from the ropes, and that makes him a rare threat in the scene.”

Daniels: “You have to think that arsenal of moves makes him a puzzle to most of the men he’ll be facing. The X-Division is always fast paced, no brakes action but Hartley has the ability to slow things down and take that seed from the competitors.”

Masters: “To most, yes, I’d agree. Though I don’t think tonight will be the same situation. His opponent doesn’t much care about the plans of who he faces. This will be interesting.”

Hartley steps up onto the apron and turns to face the crowd, throwing another finger into the air before entering the ring. He hangs his towel over the top rope and paces around in the ring, preparing himself for his match. The music dies down and is then replaced by “Crashing” by Gravity Kills and a wave of boos! Sam Attic rages out from behind the curtain, slapping away the curtain from his body before yelling at it, and turning to the crowd with a sick grin. He blows the crowd a kiss, then laughs and walks down to the ring.

Jessica Towers: “And the opponent, from Wichita, Kansas! He stands 5’10”, weighing in at 220lbs! He is “Psycho”, SAAAAAAAAAAAAAM AAAAATTIIIIIIIIC!!!!”

Attic actually attempts to bite a fans hand who reaches out to him, then spins around and dives under the bottom ropes!

Masters: “My God, the unstable nature of Sam Attic is disturbing at best. One has to wonder if those mind games will affect his opponent tonight at all. Hartley is a mentally sound man, but Attic can send a shiver up the toughest spine.”

Daniels: “Sam Attic isn’t entirely sure what Sam Attic will do next, so he is constantly keeping his opponent’s guessing. His plan is never obvious because he has no plan. The former X-Champion is an enigma, and to top it all off he’s been on a mission as of late! He knows he can beat the current Champion Krimzon Blaze and win his second X-Division Championship, and in beating Wes Hartley, the current Number one contender, he’d make one hell of a case for himself.”

Masters: “Attic will surely be looking to make an example out of Hartley, which is easier said than done, Daniels.”

Daniels: “Oh I know. I know. I just think that’d make Sam that much more driven!”

Attic looks at Hartley with wild eyes, slowly removing his ring coat and throwing it to the outside. His theme music fades out as the two men begin to circle each other, prompting the referee to call for the bell!

Hartley and Attic circle the ring and then head in for the lock up. Attic takes advantage with an arm-lock, wrenching on the arm of Hartley. He continue to torque the limb, but Hartley catches him off guard, reversing the hold!

Daniels: "Attic now trying to escape the move. I don't want to pick favorites here, but Hartley has a LOT of momentum going into this match!"

Sam cartwheels out of the armbar suddenly, whipping Hartley into the corner! He charges in after, but Hartley catches him with a back-elbow as he makes his move! Wes grabs Sam and lays into him with a series of European uppercuts, three in total, and then bounds off the ropes, connecting with a big-time LARIAT!

Daniels: "Wes Hartley is taking control here! He pulls Sam up after that vicious clothesline, and he lifts him up for a reverse vertical suplex...and he PLANTS him face-first!"

Masters: "Wes Hartley is very aggressive. I would really not want to get on his bad side!"

Hartley pulls Sam back up and connects with a BEAUTIFUL exploder suplex, floating over and making the cover!

1!

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2!

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-KICK OUT!!

Daniels: "Hartley pulls Sam up and SLAMS him to the mat, now heading to the ropes!"

Masters: "Might be a bit too early for this, yet, but we'll see how it goes.."

Hartley leaps off with a diving elbow! SAM MOVES!!

*THUD!!*

Masters: "Called it."

Hartley winces in pain and slowly begins to push himself off the mat. Sam recovers as well, a split second earlier than Wes, and connects with a perfect step-up enziguri! Sam quickly rolls over Hartley, locking in a rear naked choke!

Daniels: "Not a good spot to find yourself in after potentially knocking the wind out of yourself with a missed high-risk maneuver! Smart move by Sam and now Wes is in trouble!"

Wes struggles against the choke and slowly seems to fade. In desperation, he rolls onto his stomach and slowly begins to push himself up off the mat! The fans cheer loudly as he stands, piggy-backing Sam and charging backwards into the corner! The impact causes Sam to break the hold!

Daniels: "There's determination for you! Hartley has powered out of that hold and now he tries to stay on the attack, driving a series of vicious kicks to the ribs of Sam Attic! Sam slumps to the mat and Wes puts his boot to Sam's face!

Daniels: "Hartley now with that brutal facewash in the corner! I can only imagine the pain Sam must be in right now! Hartley pulls Attic out of the corner and sets him up for a belly-to-belly suplex, launching him over his head and sending him crashing to the mat! Hartley makes the cover! 1!

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2!

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-KICK OUT!!

Hartley grimaces and then stands pulling Sam to his feet. Attic surprises him with a stiff punch to the gut! Wes doubles over a bit and Sam begins unloading a flurry of strikes, wailing on Wes with both hands!

Daniels: “Attic seemingly with a second wind here! Knee to the gut of Hartley…followed by a half-nelson FACEBUSTER!! Sam makes the cover!”

1!

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2!

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-KICK OUT!!

Sam pounds the mat in frustration, moving to the corner, climbing up top. He waits for Wes to get to his feet, taunting him. He leaps off and attempts a flying lariat, but Wes side-steps and connects with a kick to the midsection!

Daniels: “Great counter there by Hartley! He has Attic right where he wants him and now he looks to be setting him up for that Packaged Hart small-package driver!”

Masters: “Well, Sam, looks like your luck continue-OHMYGODINSIDECRADLE!!”

Sam catches Hartley completely off-guard with an inside cradle, rolling him to the mat!

1!

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2!

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-3!!

*DING-DING-DING!*

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, ‘Psycho’ SAM ATTIC!!”

Sam rolls out of the ring, ecstatic. Hartley sits in the ring, the shock slowly sinking in over what just happened. He lowers his head a bit, a mixed look of anger and disappointment on his face.

Daniels: “Sam Attic has not only broken his streak, but ended Hartley’s!”

Masters: “Surprise is always a possibility in CZW!”

***

-=KINGS AND SUPERSTARS!=-
"The Egoist" Mike King vs "Simply Mesmerizing" Jake Wakefield w/ Kandi Washington

***

DANIELS: Great action so far here tonight.. although who would expect anything less from Overdrive and the CZW!?

MASTERS: Indeed.. and that great action is set to continue next here, when "Simply Mesmerizing" Jake Wakefield shows us, once again, why he is THE New Face of Professional Wrestling!

DANIELS: ..How did he show us the first time?

MASTERS: He nearly beat Ryan Shane THREE TIMES, Jarred.. in ONE MATCH! That's more than even your beloved El Pablo's ever managed!

DANIELS: Uh-huh...

"I'm Better Than You" by Sam Adams hits the soundsystem, and a chorus of boos begins to reign down upon the ring inside the ballroom as Kandi Washington makes her way out through the curtain, the Queen of Combat Championship belt wrapped around her shoulder. She has a typically-arrogant smirk on her face as she looks out at the fans hurling all manner of abuse at her, before extending an arm behind her in the direction of the curtain, cueing the arrival of our first competitor, who steps up alongside her with a matching look of supreme self-confidence, arms extended out either side of him.

TOWERS: The following non-title match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by the CZW Queen of Combat Champion, Kandi Washington... from Los Angeles, California.. weighing in at 225lbs... he is "Simply Mesmerizing"... JAAAAAKE WAKEFIEEEEELD!!!!!

Wakefield and Kandi saunter down the aisle towards the ring, paying little mind to the fans clamouring to hate on them on the other side of the guardrails. Kandi takes up position on the outside of the ring as Wakefield jogs up onto the apron, and steps through the ropes into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle, and takes another opportunity to pose in front of the crowd, as the boos grow accordingly in intensity.

DANIELS: Well, certainly no evidence of doubt in Jake Wakefield's abilities as far as he, himself, is concerned!

MASTERS: And why would there be, Jarred? THREE TIMES he had Ryan Shane beaten... he was just NANOSECONDS from beating the World Heavyweight Champion in his debut match.. and I don't mind telling you, I have every confidence that this young man is gonna go one better here tonight!

After a few moments of satisfying himself, Wakefield hops back down to the mat and takes up position in one of the corners as his music fades. There is a brief pause, and then the sound of "St. Anger" by Metallica hits the soundsystem, and the crowd offer a decidedly-more positive - though still somewhat-mixed - reaction for Wakefield's imminently-arriving opponent.

TOWERS: And his opponent... from Buckeye, Arizona.. weighing in at 210lbs... he is the leader of the Wayward Sons, and the current reigning CZW Intercontinental Champion... "The Egoist", MIIIIIIIIIIKE KIIIIIIIIIING!!!!!!!!!!

King steps out onto the stage, the IC belt wrapped around his waist. He pauses at the top of the steps, and unfastens the belt, then raises it into the air above his head as the crowd pops a little for him. King then draps the belt over his shoulder, and heads towards the ring, slapping a few hands as he goes.

DANIELS: Well, those of you who are regular visitors to CZW.com may have seen the list posted during the week regarding the CZW Superstars who have spent the most combined days since this company's inception with some form of title belt around their waist.. specifically, the fact that this man right here, Mike King, is currently lying third in that table with an amazing total of 473 days spent during his time here as a CZW champion! That's more than bona fide legends of this business like Alan Fiscus, Eddie Rowan, Justin Marsham, Jesse Montana.. and a hell of a lot more than our current World Heavyweight Champion!

MASTERS: Yes, but come on, Jarred.. you and I both know that there's only ONE kind of Championship that really matters here.. and on that particular race track, Mike King is wayyyyyyyyyyy WAY behind!

With Kandi and Wakefield looking on, King enters the ring, and fires a look at Wakefield before climbing the turnbuckle himself, thrusting the belt high into the air again to another pop from the Milwaukee fans. King then hops down and hands the belt to the referee, performing a few last-minute stretches as the music fades and the referee calls for the bell.

*DING DING DING!*

The two men begin to circle the ring, their eyes locked as each considers their first move of the match. Slowly, they move forward, getting closer and closer to the centre of the ring, until they simultaneously snap forwards and grab each other in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. After a brief bout of jockeying for position, Wakefield twists and grabs King in a wrist-lock.. King rolls through and whips Wakefield off the ropes.. King drops to his stomach as Wakefield rebounds.. vaults over.. hits the ropes on the other side as King hops to his feet, grabs Wakefield by the wrists and takes him over with an armdrag. Wakefield rolls through to his feet and charges back at King, who sidesteps.. Wakefield hits the ropes again, and King catches him on the rebound with a jumping calf kick. Wakefield quickly pops back up again, as King runs past him towards the corner.. steps up onto the second rope.. across to plant both feet on the top rope, then jumps over the oncoming Wakefield, grabbing his wrists and taking him over again with another armdrag. Again Wakefield pops up.. again he charges.. and again King hits him with a jumping calf kick. Wakefield gets up.. another charge.. this time right into King's "Skayde Schoolboy."

DANIELS: ANOTHER armdrag in quick succession by the Intercontinental Champion, and into a pinning situation!

ONE!

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KICKOUT!!!

Wakefield forces King off him, and both men jump back to their feet. Wakefield turns round..

*THWACK!*

..and is caught right in the head by a Roundhouse Kick from King. Wakefield spins a complete 360, before King grabs his wrist again, twists him into a hammerlock, then grabs him around the neck and plants him with a DDT. This time, Wakefield stays down, as King gets back to his feet under a hail of applause from the fans in attendance.

DANIELS: The Divorce Court DDT.. what a fantastic opening sequence there from Mike King!

As Wakefield begins to stir, King pulls him up to his feet and tucks his arm under Wakefield's arm, clutching both of his wrists and taking him up and over in a Northern Lights Suplex, bridging at the end as the referee drops to make the count...

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: King looking to end this one early, but no dice just yet!

King gets back to his feet, and quickly stomps down on the arm of Wakefield. He repeats this a couple of times, then bends down and pins the limb against the mat with his hands, before driving his knee repeatedly into the elbow. King tops the workover off with a handstand knee drop, then pulls Wakefield back to his feet, leading him towards the corner. King leans Wakefield back-first agains the turnbuckle, then fires a few kicks into his chest before grabbing his arm and hooking it around the top rope, then pressing his foot up against Wakefield's throat, pulling on the arm as Wakefield kicks his feet in an attempt to shake himself loose. King keeps the pressure on for a good few seconds before letting go, then, as Wakefield doubles over in pain, King snaps him right back up with a European Uppercut. King then grabs Wakefield by the wrist again, and whips him across the ring, Wakefield crashing hard against the opposing turnbuckle. King pauses in the original corner for a moment, then shapes.. charges.. and leaps with a high-speed charging elbow.. right into the empty turnbuckle.

DANIELS: OH!!! Nobody home for the Intercontinental Champion.. how the hell did Wakefield avoid that collision!?

The camera cuts to show Wakefield slumped on the floor on the outside being checked on by Kandi Washington, as King crumples to the mat in a heap.

DANIELS: Did Kandi pull Wakefield to the outside!?

MASTERS: I don't think so, Jarred.. I think it was just great strategy on the part of the New Face of Professional Wrestling!

DANIELS: Hmmm.. I'm sure.

Wakefield gingerly gets back to his feet, clearly favouring his arm, as King begins to pull himself up inside the ring. Spotting Kandi and Wakefield on the outside, and immediately becoming suspicious, King rolls to the outside, as Kandi instinctively backs off a little. King grabs Wakefield by the head, but Wakefield suddenly drops backward, forcing King face-first against the ring post. King staggers backwards, and Wakefield begins unloading on him with a series of left hands to the face, forcing him back even further along the ringside area. Wakefield then drives a knee into King's gut.. grabs his wrist.. and whips him sternum-first into the barricade. King stumbles backwards, as Wakefield bursts past him.. hops up onto the barricade.. and twists off, taking King to the floor with a crossbody.

DANIELS: RED LIGHT SPECIAL! ON THE OUTSIDE! COULD THIS BE THE OPENING THAT JAKE WAKEFIELD NEEDS!?!?

It COULD be.. but Wakefield is unable to take immediate advantage of the situation, taking several moments to struggle back to his feet. He attempts to pick King up, but is cut off by the pain shooting through his arm.

DANIELS: Wakefield needs to get King back in the ring here.. but that arm is clearly sore from King's targeting of it!

Attempting a different approach, Wakefield hooks King's arm over his shoulder, then tries lifting him up again. He eventually gets King onto his knees, but it is only once Kandi steps in to help that they are both able to get King under the ropes and back into the ring. Jake rolls in after him, as the referee scolds Kandi for getting involved; the Queen of Combat offering a typically-not-especially-diplomatic response. Wakefield gets up, as King also begins to stir, having rolled towards the centre of the ring. Wakefield hits the ropes off to King's side, and, with the IC Champion doubled over, Wakefield rebounds and jumps into the side of King's head with a knee.. but King snaps upright, dodging the impact. Wakefield turns back round, and King swings another Roundhouse Kick.. Wakefield ducks.. King spins.. Wakefield traps his arm, twists, and takes King down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker.

DANIELS: Beautiful-looking move there by Wakefield, and here's the cover!

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICKOUT!!!

Wakefield looks surprised, but quickly gets back to his feet, and stomps a couple of times on the chest of King. He follows this up with an elbow drop.. then another.. and another.. then presses his boot against King's throat for a couple of seconds before leaping into the air for one big-time final elbow-drop. Wakefield then gets to his feet again and watches as King rolls over onto his knees, his head pressed against the floor as he clutches his chest. Wakefield steps up behind King and grabs him around the waist.. hauls him up onto his feet.. then takes him up and over with a big belly-to-back suplex. With Kandi celebrating on the outside, Wakefield makes the cover again...

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICKOUT!!!

Wakefield beats the mat in frustration, as Kandi bangs on the apron while yelling at the referee. Wakefield then hauls King to his feet again, and leads him over to the corner. He leans King back against the turnbuckle, then slowly steps back and kicks him hard in the chest. King doubles over, but Wakefield pushes him back up again.. then kicks him a second time. King doubles over again, as Wakefield tucks his head under King's shoulder and hauls him up onto the top turnbuckle.

DANIELS: Wakefield with King sat on the top rope.. he could be setting up for something big here!

With King in position, Wakefield climbs up after him, but King suddenly starts to fight back, catching Wakefield with a couple of fists to the face. Wakefield responds with one of his own, and the two trade a few blows before King kicks one of Wakefield's ankles, knocking him down onto the mat. Wakefield hops up again, this time only to be caught with a headbutt. Wakefield teeters, as King presses the soles of his boots against Wakefield's chest and shoves him hard down onto the mat, Wakefield landing on his back. Wakefield rolls somewhat-gingerly through, and charges towards the corner again, but this time King swings his foot early and kicks Wakefield right in the side of the head. Wakefield spins round, and King grabs him from behind, leaps off the second rope and twists, wrapping his legs around Wakefield's head and taking him over with a headscissors.

DANIELS: Nice move by King; the Intercontinental Champion fighting back here!

Wakefield staggers back to his feet, as King pops up himself.. charges forward.. rolls behind Wakefield.. pops up.. Wakefield spins.. King jumps for an enzuigiri.. but Wakefield ducks.. King lands on his stomach.. bounces up onto a knee.. and Wakefield cracks him squarely back in the head with an enzuigiri of his own.

MASTERS: OHHHHH!!!

DANIELS: OHHH BUT WHAT A KICK BY WAKEFIELD! THE COVER!!

ONE!

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TWO!

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THR-KICKOUT!!!

Wakefield and Kandi pound on the mat again, as the referee insists that it was only a two-count. Wakefield hauls King up to his feet, and leads him over to the corner once again, driving his head into the turnbuckle. He then spins King round, and starts laying rapid-fire kicks into his sternum. Wakefield then follows up with a flurry of right hands, forcing King down into a seated position. Wakefield presses his boot into the throat of King, choking him out for several seconds before stepping back and making his way over to the opposite corner of the ring, arms extended cockily as the crowd begins to boo. The referee follows after Wakefield, warning him about the choking.. but in doing so he takes his attention away from Kandi, who - as King turns and leans his head through the bottom and middle ropes - steps up and fires an almightly slap right into his face.

MASTERS: HOOHOOHOOHOOOOOOOO!! WHAT A SHOT!!!

DANIELS: COME ON!!!

King staggers back to his feet, clutching his face as he leans against the turnbuckle. Wakefield sets himself across the ring, then charges.. lowers his head.. and dives with a missile-like spear.. right into the ringpost, as King leapfrogs over the top of him at the last second.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD.. JAKE WAKEFIELD, SHOULDER-FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE.. AND THAT ARM THAT HAS ALREADY BEEN WORKED OVER CONSIDERABLY BY MIKE KING... BAH GAWD THAT COULD'VE JUST BEEN SEPERATED RIGHT OFF OF HIS BODY!!!

Wakefield slowly peels himself off the ringpost and stumbles backward.. right into the (Cobra) clutches of Mike King.

DANIELS: COBRA CLUTCH! COBRA CLUTCH! KING COULD BE SETTING UP FOR THE QUIET RIOT!!!

King drags Wakefield towards the centre of the ring, then shoves him forward, maintaining his grip on Wakefield's wrist.. Wakefield spins, and King hauls him back in.. throws a huge lariat.. but Wakefield ducks under it.. turns as King spins.. Wakefield wraps his arms around King's waist and drives him to the mat with a belly-to-belly slam.

DANIELS: NO! 4.0! 4.0! JAKE WAKEFIELD CATCHES MIKE KING WITH A SIGNATURE MANEUVRE!! BAH GAWD.. COULD THE UPSET BE ON HERE!?!?!?

Once again, however, Wakefield is not immediately able to capitalise, lying flat on his back beside King with his hand clutching his shoulder. After a few seconds, he starts to get up, and spots that King is completely motionless on the mat. This obviously pleases Wakefield, who stands up with a smirk on his face.. turns to the crowd.. and takes a slow, theatrical bow.

DANIELS: What the hell is he doing!? Cover him!!!

MASTERS: It's a foregone conclusion at this point, Jarred.. one Simply Mesmerizing victory all wrapped up and in the bag!

Kandi applauds Wakefield on the outside, although it is clear the crowd do not share in her appreciation of the Mesmerizing one's antics. Wakefield brushes off the disdain of the fans, and steps over towards the ropes, pointing out at Kandi in a "this one's for you" kind of gesture. Suddenly.. "Feuer Frei" hits the soundsystem.

Daniels: I haven't heard this in a while...that could only mean one thing...

Masters: It means business has just picked up.

As if on cue...EOI, Despair, Distress, Deacon Cain, and Thomas Pain are all seen filing out of the back wearing black and white urban cammo and take post on the stage as an all too familiar tune hits the PA. 'Tear Away' overtakes the airwaves as the arena becomes filled with mixed reactions, and Jake and Kandi stare up towards the stage, the complete and utter shock on Kandi's face clearly evident.

Masters: HELL YEAH!!! THE KING HAS RETURNED!!!

Daniels: But what brings him out now...he's not been seen in weeks.

Masters: Isn't it obvious Jarred...that's his gal out there. And...I'm pretty sure him and Mike still have some unfinished business. Besides...he's the King...he doesn't have to have any reason to admire his kingdom.

Daniels: I guess you're right...he really doesn't...but that still don't explain why now. He's the former champ...you'd think he'd be out here for the main event.

Masters: Heh...seriously Jarred...you know as well as I do...the Fuckin King always has his reasons...rather we understand it or not.

After a few moments TJ Hix finally walks out from the back wearing the same attire as his comrades and Jigga C is seen following right behind him.

Masters: OH SHIT!! JIGGA BACK IN THE HOUSE!!!

TJ barely acknowledges the reactions of the fans as he starts making his way down the ramp. He allows the Kings Court to take the lead and Kandi's entourage quickly scatter as TJ and his court surrounds the ring. Kandi still not knowing what to do remains ringside and tries talking to TJ...who simply remains focused on the competitors in the ring.

Daniels: What's he up to? He's brought himself a small army to the ring.

Masters: Notice the luscious McVay is still not present though.

Still obviously confused as to Hix's intentions for coming out, Wakefield finally turns back around and heads over towards the still-grounded King.. who suddenly jumps up and takes Wakefield down to the mat with a headscissors Kimura lock.

DANIELS: WHAT TH- ..ST. ANGER III! ST. ANGER III! MIKE KING HAS WAKEFIELD LOCKED IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING!!!

MASTERS: NO!!! COME ON JAKE!!!

King wrenches on the hold as Wakefield desperately tries to find an escape route, kicking his legs wildly in search of the ropes.

DANIELS: WAKEFIELD WITH NOWHERE TO GO... THAT ARM HAS ALREADY TAKEN SO MUCH PUNISHMENT IN THIS CONTEST.. THE PAIN HAS GOTTA BE EXCRUCIATING!!!

King ramps up the pressure yet again.. and finally Wakefield starts tapping on the mat.

DANIELS: WAKEFIELD TAPS! WAKEFIELD TAPS! BUT... WHERE'S THE BELL!? WHERE'S THE... OH, FOR GOD'S SAKES!!!

The heat is unreal now as the camera shows the referee completely out of position on the far side of the ring, arguing with Kandi Washington who has climbed up onto the apron.

DANIELS: WILL SOMEONE GET HER OUT OF HERE!?!?!?

King maintains the hold, until he realises that Wakefield's tapping out is not leading to the conclusion of the match. He looks around and spots Kandi and the referee, then jumps to his feet and marches over to throw his two cents into the mix.

DANIELS: Here comes King.. Kandi may wish to beat a hasty retreat here!

Kandi does not, however.. rather, she starts screaming at King with every bit as much venom and ferocity as he begins to berate both her and the referee. After a few moments of arguing, Kandi rears her hand back and swings once again at King.. but King grabs her wrist, stopping her short as he moves nose to nose with her, eyes wide in anger. Kandi's confidence wavers slightly, but returns a split-second later as she suddenly stamps her stiletto'd heel down on King's foot. King yelps in pain, and releases his grip, allowing Kandi to grab him by the hair and drop off the apron, slingshotting his throat off the top rope. King stumbles back, as Wakefield pushes himself back up to his feet and grabs King in a full-nelson hold.

MASTERS: SPECTACULAR FINISH!!!

Wakefield tries to push a struggling King into position, but before he can execute the move King is able to throw his weight forward and take Wakefield forward over his shoulder and onto the mat.

DANIELS: King fights out of it...

Wakefield rolls through, and pulls himself back to his feet using the ropes. King charges forward, but Wakefield rolls past him.. charges across the ring.. hits the ropes.. King charges back.. ducks a clothesline.. rebounds.. Wakefield rebounds.. King leaps, and takes Wakefield down in the centre of the ring with a double-knee attack. King hooks Wakefield into a rana pin, but before the referee can move into position, Wakefield shifts his weight and forces King back into a roll-up of his own.. but King rolls through, and clocks Wakefield flush in the face with a front dropkick. King rolls backwards and climbs back to his feet.. and as Wakefield begins to get up, King runs past him.. hits the ropes.. Wakefield gets to a knee.. and King nails him in the face for a second time with a Shining Kenka Kick.

DANIELS: SHINING METALLICA!!! SHINING METALLICA!!!

Wakefield crumples to the mat, as King pops back to his feet again. He glares out at Kandi on the outside, who takes a couple of steps back as she stares right back at him. With eyes still locked on the Queen of Combat, King grabs Wakefield by the arm and pulls him to his feet.. but Wakefield suddenly twists and rolls King up.. King rolls through.. twists.. and grips Wakefield in a Lebell Lock.

DANIELS: ST. ANGER II!!! KING'S LOCKED IT IN.. RIGHT IN THE CENTRE OF THE RING!!!

Wakefield writhes about on the floor, desperately trying to break the hold as King glares out at Kandi on the outside. Kandi moves towards the apron, but King's death-stare causes her to second-guess herself, and she resorts to pounding on the apron, desperately trying to will Wakefield on to making an escape.

MASTERS: KANDI GET IN THERE!!!

DANIELS: KANDI FRIGHTENED OFF BY KING.. WAKEFIELD HAS NOWHERE TO GO.. NO WAY OF ESCAPE...

As King wrenches back on the hold even tighter, Wakefield finally gives in, and starts slapping his hand on the canvas.

DANIELS: WAKEFIELD TAPS!! WAKEFIELD TAPS!! MIKE KING WINS!!!

MASTERS: NOOOOOOO!!!

*DING DING DING!*

"St. Anger" returns to the soundsystem, but before King can celebrate, the ring is invaded by Hix and his entourage. King gets to his feet, and a brief staredown ensues between him and the former World Heavyweight Champion as Wakefield quietly rolls out of the ring, before Hix calmly motions for King to do the same. After a few moments of deliberation, King obliges, though his eyes do not leave Hix as he steps through the ropes and heads towards the back. Hix calls for a microphone, and waits for the music to fade back out before taking up position in the centre of the ring, looking out at the confused CZW audience inside the Ballroom.

Hix: Well, well, well!! I bet you never thought you'd see this face in the CZW ever again did you? Heh...well...I hate to disappoint...wait...no...I don't hate to disappoint...but anyway...it takes a lot more to get rid of me than that. CZW...you tried to make me your puppet...you tried to make be be a good guy and try to help to defend your beloved federation...but all you managed to do was piss me off. I'm not some corporate lackey. And I'm sure as hell not some hero. I told you all before...I could give a fuck less rather the CZW burned to the fuckin ground or not. I knew my place here...I still know my place here...but trying to use me as your front line defenses against the Uprising...heh...huge mistake. I'm not here for the CZW...I'm here...for me!! Just like I always have been. Like me...or hate me...I really don't give a damn!! However...at least the puppet master has finally been revealed. I've known for a while now...someone else has been pullin the strings on the CZW roster...because admit it...even Derek's golden boy...Ace King...couldn't be controlled. It's just like I knew...the deck was stacked against me going into Event Horizon...one way or another...the powers that be...were not letting me walk out the champion. But it's ok...it's only a matter of time before I destroy the system and take back what is rightfully mine...rather they like it or not.

Mutters are heard throughout the arena. TJ seems to have changed slightly and no one has any clue how to react. Kandi is beside herself.

Hix: So...I'm sure the question in everyone's mind is why now? Where has TJ Hix been? What's his agenda? Heh...why now...it seemed like the right time to return. This match particularly...I have my reasons...and I'll get to them momentarily. Where I have been? Well...you've heard of finding yourself... reevaluating your life...soul searching if you will. Heh...after my brother...Matt...bashed my head in with a steel pipe...I had no choice but to rethink everything. And knowing I was walking into a losing battle at Event Horizon...didn't help matters much. What's my agenda...that's real simple. My agenda is simply this. To destroy everything...the CZW...and the Uprising both...and whoever else tries to interfere. Heh...in other words...fuck the system. I want the CZW to burn...I'm tired of everyone else pullin our strings...I'm tired of not having control of myself...always having to bow down and kiss the asses of whoever we're told too. I'm tired of all the bullshit that the CZW keeps making me do. And now...I'm taking my stand...where up till now...I tried to stay out of the petty Civil War in the CZW between their own...brothers turning on brothers...friends stabbing friends in the back...good guys becoming bad guys and bad guys becoming good guys. I just sat back on my throne watching everything fall apart...but now...now...I guess I have to finally take a place here...so yeah...I've brought back up. And trust me...I'm looking for more just like me...and my protege...the young Jigga C. I'm not too hard to find.

Boos finally erupt in the arena and TJ seems to relish in them.

Hix: Heh...typical. Every one of you are merely lambs being lead to the slaughter...feeding the hungry wolves. So...why did I choose this particular match to come out to? For one...I love how Mike King still sticks to his story about me being a coward in our one match we had. I've said it before...I didn't hide...I didn't run. I helped you. If I had gotten back in the ring...you would have had to have been carried out in a body bag. I'm embarrassed that there was a time I actually considered you my equal. You're below me Mike...you're not even worth the time I'm spending on you right now...but I tell you what...I'm going to throw a challenge out there to you...you think you're so tough...so invincible...I challenge you to a falls count anywhere grudge match...so I can finally shut that mouth of yours. And no worries boy...I don't want your title...I just want to destroy you...make you bleed...and leave you to the pack of dogs waiting to finish you off for that piece of gold you have. Now...my other reason...

TJ meets the eyes of Kandi Washington...who's tending to Jake. A nervous smile crosses her face. TJ smirks.

Hix: Glad to see you've been keeping yourself busy. You've been all over the locker rooms if I've heard...and seen correctly. Heh...keeping our Kingdom in check. Oh...and congratulations on your title win. Glad to see someone had a great night that night. But...I couldn't help but notice something...I've seen you've been spending a lot more time and effort on the bright new up and comer...as far as me...the King...has seemed to have become a thing of the past to you. So I tell you what Kandi...you're either with me...or against me. That choice is all yours. No rush...and no pressure...just sayin.

TJ snaps back to the crowd allowing Kandi and Jake to leave.

Hix: So there it is CZW universe. TJ Hix is back...and everyone is in check. Bring your worst so I can destroy you all like the rest.

TJ throws down the mic as 'City' by Hollywood Undead hits the PA and him and his crew exit as we go to commercial.

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-=MAIN EVENT!=-
THE MATCH THAT NEVER HAPPENED!
"The sXe Curse" Ryan Shane w/ Cassidy Fontaine vs "The Clown, The Killer, The Saint" Eddie Rowan w/ Spencer Pierce

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Towers is standing in the middle of the ring.

Daniels: Here we go William, it is time for the main event.

Masters: CZW World Heavyweight Champion Ryan Shane versus former champion Eddie Rowan.

Daniels: This will be an epic encounter.

Masters: Indeed it will.

Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.

"Slip Slide Melting" pumps through the ballroom. Eddie Rowan rushes to the ring running in.

Towers: Introducing first from Seattle, Washington; weighting in at 205 pounds; representing the Gunslinger Saints and the CZW Elite; "The Clown, the Killer, the Saint," Eddie Rowan!!!!

Rowan enters the ring and he stands in the middle of the ring posing for the fans.

Daniels: This is going to be a damn good contest. Eddie Rowan looks determined to win this one.

Masters: Indeed it will.

Slip Slide Melting ends.

Towers: And his opponent..

"Immigrant Song" pumps through the ballroom and Ryan Shane and Cassidy Fontaine walk out. Towers: From Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada; weighting in at 225 pounds; the CZW World Heavyweight Champion; "the Anti-Christ of CZW" Ryan Shane!!!!

Shane hand Cassidy his belt and walks to the and walks to the ring while Cassidy walks back behind the curtain. Daniels: This is interesting.

Masters: Perhaps he wants to keep Cassidy safe.

Daniels: That could be. You know she is a wanted woman.

Masters: Number One on Kandi Washington's list.

Shane enters the ring and stares down his opponent.

Daniels: This is what it is all about, Combat Zone Wrestling vs. The Uprising.

Masters: Indeed this will be a war to say the least.

The referee looks at both men and calls for the bell.

DING!

DING!

DING!

Daniels: Here we go.

Masters: Looks like both men are ready and willing.

They lock-up and Rowan pushes down Shane to the cheers of the audience. Shane gets up and locks up with Rowan again. Rowan gets Shane in a headlock. Shane backs Rowan towards the ropes to try and get the break but Rowan drags him back to the center of the ring. Shane grabs Rowan by the hair and breaks the hold but is getting yelled by senior official Darrin Powers to let go. Shane lets Rowan goes as he gets booed.

Daniels: Not even a minute in and already Ryan Shane is breaking the rules?

Masters: You say that like Shane always cheats.

Daniels: He does cheat quite a lot though.

Shane and Rowan lock up again. Shane starts kicking Rowan in the shins with soccer kicks. Shane locks in a headlock and takes Rowan down onto the canvas back-first. The crowd boos. And senior official Powers checks Rowan's arm to make sure they are not on the mat. Rowan fights to keep his shoulders off the mat and tries to roll Shane into a pinfall. Rowan gets both of Shane's shoulders on the mat. Powers counts as small cheers are heard through the crowd.

ONE!

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KICK OUT!

Shane rolls back down and now Powers catches Rowan on the canvas with both shoulders down. He counts.

ONE!

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KICK OUT!

Rowan kips ups and breaks the hold. The fans cheer in approval.

Masters: Several close calls there.

Daniels: Nice reversal by Eddie and Ryan there.

Masters: Well, well, good to know you like chain wrestling as oppose to hardcore. I am impressed.

Daniels: I like all styles William. It is you that does not.

Masters: You lie Jared. You are a liar just like TJ Hix.

Daniels: Why are we bringing that up again?

Masters: Because I can.

Shane and Rowan stare at eachother and lock-up again. Rowan gets a headlock but Shane turns it into an armbar. Rowan reverses the armbar by rolling onto his back and putting his foot into Shane's hand before tripping Shane. Rowan bounces into the ropes and jumps over a prone Shane. He bounces off the ropes and Shane leapfrogs him. Rowan bounces off the ropes again but Ryan drops him onto the canvas with a clothesline. Rowan hops back up, and charges at Shane, who takes him over with an armdrag. Shane tries to lock in an armbar from the armdrag but Rowan breaks away. Shane whips Rowan into the ropes. Rowan charges once more, Shane lifts him up into the air, but Rowan counters into a hurricanrana, sending Shane into the corner. The crowd cheers. Shane gets up, but before he can move Rowan pounces, hitting him with a few elbow strikes before whipping him across the ring into the opposite corner. Rowan runs forwards, then performs a forward roll and leaps up onto Shane, pausing for a moment before falling back into a monkey flip, launching Shane into the center of the ring.

Daniels: Looks like Eddie Rowan is trying to take Shane out of his element.

Masters: Well that is always a good logic in the match.

Shane sits up, but Rowan delivers a swift kick to the back, before dropping to a knee and locking Shane in a dragon sleeper. Shane thrashes around, trying to escape, as the referee asks him if he gives up. After a few moments, Shane manages to roll backwards, escaping the hold and locking in a dragon sleeper of his own. Rowan rolls through and into another dragon sleeper of his own. Rowan raises an arm, then drops it with an elbowdrop driving Shane into the canvas. Rowan covers.

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Daniels: Eddie nearly had Shane there.

Masters: He has gotten the better of Shane so far tonight.

Rowan gets up and grabs Shane. He nails him with a chop and the crowd ooos. Rowan chops Shane again and Shane covers his chest. Rowan whips Shane into the ropes and takes him down with a drop toe hold before running into the ropes and hittingShane in the midsection with a dropkick. Rowan get up and runs into the ropes and bounces off and into a rolling neckbreaker taking Shane down onto the mat again. Rowan gets up and poses for the crowd.

Daniels: Eddie Rowan is in control of this one right now.

Masters: But he better stop the taunting. That is not helping.

Shane gets up and walks into a spinning heel kick by Rowan. Shane gets up and is lifted up by Rowan who drop him on his knee with an inverted atomic drop. Rowan follows it up with a shining wizard. Rowan taunts the crowd and then goes for the pin.

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Daniels: Rowan could have had Shane there. That Atomic Drop, Shining Wizard move is pretty lethal.

Masters: But how often does hit hit it on someone the caliber of Ryan Shane, the current CZW World Champion?

Daniels: You maybe right on this one.

Masters: I know I am right.

Rowan hits Shane with another chop and it back Shane into a turnbuckle. Rowan unloads another chop and Powers tries to get Rowan to back away. Rowan whips Shane into the diagonal corner and Rowan tries to follow but Shane slings over Rowan. Shane comes down with a hard forearm to the back of Rowan. Rowan goes down to his knees. Shane grabs Rowan and lifts him up with a backdrop suplex. The crowd boos.

Daniels: Nice backdrop suplex by Ryan Shane there.

Masters: About time you respect the wrestling ability of the CZW World heavyweight champion.

Daniels: I do respect his in ring abilities but he is a jackass with his crusade against Derek Damage and CZW.

Shane recovers and gets to his feet. Rowan recovers too and gets met with a discus lariat from Ryan. Rowan lumps down the mat Shane mounts Rowan and nails him with a series of forearm strikes on the ground. Shane then covers and Powers counts..

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KICK OUT!

Masters: We nearly had a victory there off that discuss lariat.

Daniels: But Eddie Rowan was able to kick out.

Masters: Yeah, Eddie may be dumb at times but it is hard to count out the former CZW World Champion.

Shane picks Rowan to his feet, and takes him back down with a snapmare. Shane hits the ropes, and goes for a running shoot kick to the chest, but Rowan lies back, avoiding the contact. Rowan hops up, and approaches Shane, who hits him with a bodyslam. Shane picks him up and drops him with another bodyslam. Shane follows up with an elbow drop, remaining in position to attempt a pin..

ONE!

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Daniels: That elbowdrop didn't quite take down Eddie there.

Masters: But Shane did hit it pretty good. Eddie looked like he was gasping for breathe after it.

Daniels: I agree but Shane did not get a three count there.

Shane picks Rowan up again, and hits him with a series of forearm strikes to the head. Shane grabs Rowan by the neck and lifts him up before dropping him rather quickly with a brainbuster. Rowan bounces on the mat. Shane stands over Rowan and slaps him before dropping to his knees laying on Rowan for a pinfall.

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TWO!

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KICK OUT!

Masters: It looks like success maybe getting to the champion.

Daniels: Yeah Ryan Shane has always been cocky but this is a new level for him.

Masters: Well he is the CZW World Champion so that is a good reason to be cocky.

Shane looks at Powers and complains about the count. Shane gets up and takes Rowan up with him. Rowan waffles Shane in the midsection with a series of punches. The crowd is getting behind Rowan as he continues to punch Shane. Shane quickly ends the comeback with a knee to face of Rowan. The crowd boos as Shane knees Rowan once again. Shane grabs Rowan by the arm and then takes him down the mat and stomps repeatedly as the crowd boos. Powers tries to get in to break up the assault. Powers starts counting and Shane backs away as the fans cheer.

Daniels: Boot Party, come on Ryan.

Masters: Nothing wrong with that. It is a legal move.

Daniels: Yes but he is beating a defenseless man.

Masters: You really need to lighten up.

Shane complains to Powers again and Rowan is getting to his feet undetected due to the distraction. Rowan is nearly on his feet but gets met with a headbutt from Shane. Rowan is rocked as Shane leads him over to one corner of the ring. Shane winds Rowan up, and hits a snap neckbreaker, before stepping through the ropes and heading up the second turnbuckle. Shane whips the fans up, then leaps off, looking for a legdrop but Rowan rolls out of the way just in time. Shane's tailbone connecting squarely with the canvas. Shane rolls onto his stomach holding his backside in pain and the crowd cheers.

Daniels: Crash and burn on the second turnbuckle legdrop.

Masters: That was not a good call by the champion there.

Rowan slowly gets up, and steps out onto the apron. Shane makes his way back to his feet and turns round, just as Rowan springs up onto the top rope and leaps off, hiting him with a springboard clothesline. Rowan gets up and so does Shane. Rowan nails Shane with a series of European uppercut and then drops Shane with a springboard hurricanrana. Rowan covers..

ONE!

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Daniels: Nice huracanarana by Eddie Rowan.

Masters: Yeah but not enough to put down Ryan Shane.

Rowan pulls Shane to his feet, and whips him off the ropes. Rowan goes for a clothesline, but Shane ducks it. Shane rebounds, and jumps into the wheelbarrow position. He pushes himself up, and looks for a bulldog, but Rowan counters, dropping him down with a facebuster. Rowan gets back up, and hits the ropes. He rolls forward, then leaps up, hitting a somersault legdrop onto the back of Shane's head. Rowan rolls Shane over and makes another pin attempt..

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICK OUT!

Daniels: Ryan Shane kicks out again.

Masters: This is why he is the CZW champion. Ryan Shane can't be held down.

Daniels: I agree, Ryan Shane is showing resiliency here.

Rowan has to double-check with the referee that that was only a two-count. He picks Shane up again, and hits him with a Tiger Suplex, bridging into another pinning position..

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICK OUT!

Masters: I truly thought that Eddie had the champion beat there.

Daniels: You and me both. Ryan Shane got dropped hard with that tiger suplex.

Masters: Eddie Rowan planted Ryan Shane with it.

Rowan bangs the mat, getting a little frustrated at Shane's resilience. He gets up, and asks the referee if he's sure that wasn't a three. Meanwhile, Shane slowly staggers back to his feet. Seeing Rowan distracted, Shane charges forward, but Rowan spots him just in time, catching him with a drop toe hold that sends Shane crashing head-first into the second turnbuckle. Rowan places a foot on Shane's shoulders, and steps up, using the top rope to force Shane's head and neck down onto the turnbuckle. He keeps this up for a few moments, before jumping up and landing with a knee drop across Shane's back. Shane slumps back onto the mat, and Rowan drags him a couple of feet out from the turnbuckle, before stepping over him and taking hold of the top rope. Rowan looks around at the cheering fans, then leaps up onto the second rope, springboarding up onto the top and leaping back with a moonsault, landing perfectly on the canvas.

Daniels: Rowan just jumped from the top rope with a moonsault and hits nothing but canvas.

Masters: Well that risk was not worth it that time.

Rowan writhes around clutching his ribs, as Shane having rolled out of the way at the last second slowly pulls himself back to his feet using the ropes for support. He leans back, taking a moment to shake the cobwebs loose, as Rowan slowly staggers back to his own feet. Shane runs toward Rowan and nails him a Yakuza kick. Rowan is rocked and is met with a running knee to the head by Shane. Rowan falls to the mat. Shane taunts the crowd and the fans boo.

Daniels: Eddie Rowan was rocked with the Yakuza Kick.

Masters: Ryan Shane nailed him hard. And with Eddie missing that moonsault, it could be only a matter of time.

Shane grabs Rowan and lifts him back to his feet. Shane lifts Rowan up for a suplex and drops him. Shane rolls through for a second one but Rowan blocks it and drops Shane with a suplex of his own. Rowan tries to swing Shane up for another suplex but Shane blocks it and suplexes Rowan over. Shane bridges over and onto his knees and pulls Rowan. Shane goes for another northern lights suplex but Eddie reverses into an inverted headlock before suplexing Shane over. The crowd cheers.

Daniels: Nice reversal of suplexes between the two wrestlers.

Masters: I agree, Shane and Rowan are bringing it to each other.

Both men get up and they start exchanging blows. Shane and Rowan start with punches. Then they start exchanging slap and then elbows with Shane getting advantage of the exchange. Shane goes for a forearm smash but Rowan ducks and goes for a back suplex but Shane flips over. Shane forearms Rowan in the back and lifts Rowan up with a back suplex lift and twists Rowan for his Drunk Wicked Driver. Shane slashes his throat as Rowan slides down his back. Rowan pushes Shane towards the ropes and rolls Shane up with a prawn hold. Powers is in position..

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Daniels: Eddie Rowan blocked the Drunk Wicked Driver.

Masters: If Shane hit that, that could have been it.

Rowan is pushed off and bounces into the ropes. Shane tries to follow in but Rowan hits him with a boot the midsection. The crowd cheers and Rowan grabs Shane by the neck and runs into the turnbuckle and spins up the turnbuckles. Rowan and Shane twist an entire 540 degrees pushing off the turnbuckles again before dropping Shane down head first on the canvas. Rowan gets up dizzy to a round of cheers.

Daniels: Was that a 720 tornado DDT William?

Masters: I think I am dizzy just thinking about that Jared.

Rowan goes to pick Shane up but Shane rolls Rowan into a small package.

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Daniels: That was close there. Ryan nearly got Eddie and then Eddie reversed into his own small package.

Masters: That shows the craftiness of Eddie Rowan. The former champion knowing how to go for a pinfall in any situation.

Both men get up and Shane catches Rowan with a school boy.

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Daniels: Ryan showing he wont be out-done.

Masters: That is why he is champion.

They get up and Rowan grabs Shane in a backslide. For a pinfall attempt.

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Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Masters: I've never seen that before.

The crowd are going wild.

Daniels: I cannot believe Eddie Rowan did that.

Masters: You think Spencer Pierce taught him that?

Daniels: Maybe he did just that.

The two men get up and Shane nails Rowan with a knee strike. Shane bounces into the ropes and drops Rowan with a lariat. Rowan is rolled onto his knees and is brought up with a saito suplex and dropped. Rowan is getting up near the turnbuckle and Ryan is measuring him. The crowd boos as Shane continues measuring Rowan

Masters: Saito suplex and Ryan should be looking for the Sublimination.

Daniels: That will be it. Ryan hits that forearm smash and it is over.

Rowan is finally up and Shane charges at Rowan. Rowan ducks but grabs Shane and drops him face-first on the middle turnbuckle with a reverse STO. The crowd cheers as Rowan blocked the Sublimination.

Masters: That is nuts.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD! I cannot believe it.

Masters: Eddie just saved himself after recovering from that saito suplex.

Daniels: If Ryan was able to hit the Sublimination there, that would have been it.

Rowan is getting up unscathed while Shane is getting up holding his face. Rowan and Shane exchange rights and lefts until Rowan kicks Shane in the midsection. Shane doubles over and is met with a hard kick to the face. Rowan grabs Shane by the neck and drops him with a swinging neckbreaker. Rowan picks Shane up and goes for a double underhook suplex but Shane blocks it. Shane goes for back body drop but Rowan holds on and turns it into a flipping backbreaker. The crowd goes wild.

Masters: Eddie Rowan with the Evenflow. That will hurt.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD! Ryan Shane can be done. Go for the pin Eddie.

Masters: That's not favoritism.

Rowan goes for the pinfall and Powers is on the job for the count.

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Daniels: Ryan Shane kicked out the Evenflow.

Masters: Ryan Shane should have been destroyed with that one. What about the resiliency of the champion?

Daniels: I may hate his personal beliefs towards Derek Damage and Combat Zone Wrestling but this is why he is the champion.

Masters: Eddie Rowan maybe a move or two away from beating Ryan Shane. Could the former champion be the next challenger?

Daniels: BAH-GAWD! You can be right William. If Eddie pins Ryan, he will likely be the next challenger.

Rowan is back up and starts to stomp the mat trying to get the crowd behind him. Rowan has the crowd clapping with his stomps. Rowan grabs a rising Shane and tires to go for another inverted atomic drop but Shane thumbs Rowan in the eyes. The crowd boos.

Masters: That was a crafty move by the champion.

Daniels: Crafty move? He cheated.

Shane bounces into the ropes and goes for a lariat but Rowan ducks under and grabs Shane in another backslide. The crowd goes wild as Rowan goes for another backslide but Shane flips out and catches Rowan by the arms. Shane lifts Rowan up in a double underhook and drops him across the knee. The crowd boos.

Masters: The OG Cursebreaker and Rowan is a heap.

Daniels: Rowan looks like he may have broke his back on that one.

Shane gets up and looks down at Rowan and laughs at him. Shane starts to slap around the fallen body of Eddie Rowan. Shane picks up Rowan in a suplex position. Shane grabs the leg and Rowan somehow is able to reverse into a small package for a pin attempt. The crowd goes wild with cheers as Powers goes for the count.

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Shane kicks out and Rowan breaks the hold.

Masters: Rowan came out of nowhere with that small package attempt.

Daniels: That would have been a shocker.

Masters: Too bad it didn't.

Shane gets up and hits Rowan with a knee to the temple of Rowan. The cheers stop and Shane grabs Rowan in a facelock before hitting Rowan in the back with a series of forearms. Shane puts Rowan's arm around his neck and grabs the leg before lifting him up and down across the knee neck first. The crowd ooos in pain.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Masters: Cursebreaker III.

Daniels: Eddie Rowan may damn well be dead.

Masters: Ryan has him.

Shane goes for a pinfall.

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Shane pulls Rowan up by the arm and the crowd boos.

Daniels: What the hell is he thinking? Ryan Shane had that won.

Masters: I have no idea but I am sure Ryan Shane knows what he will do.

Shane picks up Rowan up and lifts up with a suplex before dropping Rowan directly onto his knees.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD! BAH-GAWD! BAH-GAWD!

Masters: Cursebreaker IV. It should be academic for Ryan Shane to win.

Rowan rolls off of Shane's knees and Shane stands over Rowan laughing at him.

Daniels: Oh come on. Pin him Shane, end this brutality now.

Masters: I am not sure if that is his plan. I think he is sending a message to CZW.

Shane finally goes for the pin.

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Daniels: BAH-GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!

Masters: How the hell did Eddie Rowan kick out?

Daniels: You are asking me, I am as shocked as you.

The crowd is cheering for Rowan as Shane looks at Powers and yells at him. You can hear Shane saying that he had a slow count. Powers holds his ground saying his counts have been as a fair as possible.

Masters: This is not what Ryan Shane wants to do.

Daniels: No it is not. Ryan Shane is wasting too much time.

Masters: You are damn right that Ryan is wasting time.

Shane turns his attention to Rowan and tries to whip him into the turnbuckle but Rowan blocks it. Shane hits Rowan with inside elbow strikes before whipping him into the turnbuckle. Shane charges at Eddie but he hits Shane with a boot. Shane backs away. Rowan places Shane on the middle rope and backs away. Rowan charges at Shane and climbs up the turnbuckle before hitting him face first with a kneeblock. Shane is nearly out on his feet. Shane nearly falls off the turnbuckle.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Masters: That knee strike was brutal.

Rowan grabs Shane and lifts him up into a fireman's carry. Rowan is standing on the second rope and drops Shane with an EVD from the second rope. The crowd goes wild as Rowan falls to the mat as well.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Masters: He hit him with the EVD.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Masters: From the second turnbuckle.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD!

Rowan is slowly moving trying to crawl towards Shane.

Masters: If Eddie Rowan can pin Ryan Shane, that will end it.

Daniels: Yes he will. It is all but academic right now.

Rowan drapes his arm on Shane. Powers is counting it.

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Daniels: BAH-GAWD! Shane kicks out at the last second.

Masters: I cannot believe it that is amazing.

Rowan turns over laying back-first on Shane.

Daniels: Both men look bruised and broken.

Masters: This will be tough to win for either man.

Shane grabs Rowan and rolls over onto his stomach and then forward bridging forward.

Daniels: Bleed the Pure.

Masters: This should end it. Ryan Shane will win it.

Daniels: This move put Eddie Rowan down in the past so I would not be surprised.

Shane cranks hard on the neck of Rowan as Powers takes to his knee to see if Rowan quits. Rowan is screaming in pain but shaking head showing he does not want to quit.

Daniels: Rowan is trying to fight out of it.

Masters: But how can he?

Daniels: Ryan does have it locked it good and tight.

Rowan is trying to get towards the ropes and Shane rolls back so he can hit knees into the skull of Rowan.

Masters: This is not good for Rowan. He has the hold locked in and now is kneeing him hard.

Daniels: Will someone stop the damn match? Eddie Rowan cannot fight out of this.

Shane rolls back and into the bridge and continues cranking but Rowan continues to fight and crawl towards the ropes. The crowd is going wild as Rowan is fighting towards the ropes.

Masters: Can you believe this?

Daniels: Eddie Rowan is fighting to stay in the match.

Rowan is within reach of the rope. He is grasping at it. The crowd is at a fever pitch now.

Masters: He is so close but can he hang on?

Daniels: Come on Eddie, hold on.

Masters: It is easy to see who you are pulling for.

Rowan reaches and grabs the rope. The crowd cheers as Powers tells Shane to break the hold.

Daniels: He did it. He got to the ropes.

Masters: I cannot believe it. Shane breaks the hold and he is out of himself.

Daniels: Ryan Shane and Eddie Rowan are out of it.

Masters: I have no idea who will win this one now.

Shane is getting up and slashes throat. He grabs Rowan and Rowan is hit with a hard chop. Shane chops Rowan again and backs him into the turnbuckle. Shane goes for another chop but met with a boot. Shane turns away and jumps up and goes for a victory roll but Shane catches him.

Daniels: Oh no, Murder Scene Act II.

Masters: This will be it if Ryan Shane can get him.

Shane walks forward. He tries to drive Rowan down but he fights out and slides into a crucifix for a pin attempt.

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Daniels: Once again, Ryan Shane kicks out of a quick pin by Eddie Rowan.

Masters: If Eddie can get another, he will have it won.

Daniels: You're right, I don't see Ryan being able to kick out of another quick pin.

Both men get up and exchange blows but Shane gets the better of it. He grabs Rowan and tries to lift him up a uranage but Rowan hits him with a back elbow! Rowan tries to run at Shane going for a hurricanrana but gets stopped mid-move. Shane lifts Rowan up for a powerbomb, but instead launches Rowan into the air and blasts Rowan right between the eyes with a sublimation forearm strike! The crowd boos as Rowan falls to the mat and Shane lands on top of him for a pinfall.

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Daniels: He got him.

Masters: I cannot believe that.

Shane rolls off of Rowan and Powers calls for the bell.

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Daniels: Ryan Shane got out of the hurricanrana with a Sublimination.

Masters: That was an amazing reversal. Well proves why he is the champion.

"Immigrant Song" pumps through the ballroom and the Uprising rush down to join Shane in victory.

Towers: Your winner, Ryan Shane!!!!

Ace King, Crypt, Matt Covey, Mason Kaid, Brian Blaze and Christien Berlanger rush to the ring.

Daniels: I don't like this. Everytime we have seen The Uprising out here in victory it has not been good.

Masters: I know. Someone is bound to get hurt and I bet it is Rowan.

The Uprising members congradulate their leader in the important victory. All of a sudden "Party Hard" starts playing and the CZW Elite rushes to into the arena.

Daniels: YES! This is what I want to see.

Masters: Oh great it is El Pablo and the Merry Men. There's Little John Nasty Alan Tuck, and Achoo!.

Daniels: Achoo?

Masters: Yeah Spencer Pierce.

Daniels: Is that because he is the only black guy in the Elite.

Masters: Why do you gotta be racist you blood idiot?

Daniels: Me, you called him by the name of one of the only two characters in a Robin Hood movie portrayed by an African-American.

El Pablo has Big Nasty, Alan Fiscus, Jason X, Wes Hartley and Rowan's partner Spencer Pierce with him. El Pablo has a microphone in his hand as "Party Hard" ends. El Pablo: Ryan Shane, before you say anything we are the CZW Elite and we are tired of your Uprising shit.

The crowd cheers as Shane exits the ring.

Pablo: Ryan, you may be the CZW World Champion but that will not last for long.

Pablo points at Big Nasty.

Pablo: Remember he is money in the bank and he can cash in on any champion. And we have Spencer Pierce, Alan Fiscus, Wes Hartley and Jason X in our group now to combat your numbers.

Shane grabs a microphone.

Shane: Uprising shit, are you serious? Nasty beating me, are you for real? Oh wait, you're El Pablo and you're never serious.

The other Uprising members laugh at Shane's joke.

Shane: El Pablo, you seven are the perfect example for what is wrong with CZW. You look at Hartley and Jason, they are young and unlike Mason Kaid they are still at the bottom of the barrel. You look at Big Nasty and we all see a wrestler who should be in South Beach doing nothing. Then you have Spencer Pierce who is just riding his trainee's jock. Then you have Alan Fiscus who iwill be disposed of by Crypt. And then we have you El Pablo. I have beaten you eight times and you are yet to beat me so get to the back of the line. I have beaten everyone in CZW...

Shane is cut off by "Carry On My Wayward Son" and the appearance of Mike King flanked by his fellow Wayward Sons.

King: Pablo, Shane, shut up.

King receives mixed reaction for his comment.

King: Ryan, you are yet to beat me for the one-two-three. The one time I "lost" to you was when pinned Brian Kirkland. While me, I am the Intercontinental Champion and I have proven myself but no one seems to care because I am not fighting for CZW.

Pablo laughs at King.

Pablo: Are you gonna cry about it Mike?

Shane joins in the laughter.

Shane: Yes are you going to make some YouTube video about how you are underutilized?

King smirks.

King: No, I am gonna make an impact and do it now. You look at us and you see five stars brought together by adversity. Joshua Newsome is the longest lasting CZW Ultra-Violent Champion but gets no respect for it. Daniel Ward is the greatest rookie of the year, nearly winning the CZW World Heavyweight Title. The Tru Family Crew are the epitome of the Wayward Sons because they are men who have been overlooked time and time again despite being loyal soldiers to the cause.

The crowd cheers King for the truth he is saying.

King: It is about damn time that the Wayward Sons do what we always said we would do and defend CZW. Pablo, it took you what 7 months to form an actual fighting force. We have had this for months but no one gave a damn about us. Now we change that.

The crowd cheers.

King: If it's a war you two sides want, you got it. But this war will contain three armies...

King drops the microphone and leads the Wayward Sons down to the ring. The Uprising and the CZW Elite go at it as the Wayward Sons rush down. Fiscus and Crypt start fighting even before King is in the ring with Shane and Pablo swinging. Hartley and Jason head straight for the Tru Family Cru. Pierce goes after Blaze. Ward goes after Belanger. Mountain Man and Kaid go at it. Covey singles off with Big Nasty.

Daniels: BAH-GAWD! CZW is a combat zone.

Masters: This is nuts. Some one put a stop to this fight.

The dueling groups of MtM and Kaid and Fiscus and Crypt are heading out the doors of the ballroom. King enters the fray by going after Shane and Pablo. The crowd is going wild

Daniels: The three leaders are going at it.

Masters: Ryan Shane of the Uprising, El Pablo of the CZW Elite and Mike King of the Wayward Sons are fighting.

Daniels: This is wild. We got the tag team champions fighting with quite possibly the most likely challengers.

Blaze and Pierce fight out of the ringside area and into the crowd.

Masters: Fiscus and Crypt are already go to where ever.

Blaze and Hartley fight out through the entrance way.

Daniels: Looks like the possible challenger to the X-Title and champion are gone.

Covey clothesline Nasty through the barricade.

Masters: Covey just leveled Nasty.

Daniels: That was brutal.

Covey turns just in time for Eddie to dive onto him from the apron! Meanwhile, MtM and Kaid are fighting in the concession stands.

Masters: Figures that Newsome would fight near a concession stand.

Daniels: Will you be serious?

A batch of referees and road agents rush out trying to stop the fighting.

Daniels: I am getting told we have to go.

Masters: While this is going on?

Daniels: It's not our fault, it's our contract. Our two hours are up.

Masters: Well thank you for tuning in.

The officals finally break up King, Shane and Pablo up as the screen fades black.