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The fans are stoked for another exciting edition of Overdrive, cheering and chanting as the cameras roll!

The lights go out as "The Bleeding" by Five Finger Death Punch begins to blare over the speakers. The fans begin screaming as a single light fills the center of the stage. Big Nasty is standing, head down, legs spread with one hand in the air, triumphantly raising the Money in the Bank Case. Fireworks boom in the background as Big Nasty raises his head screaming. He lowers the case and makes his way down to the ring accompanied by Kandi Washington and her Woman's Championship Belt. Big Nasty high fives fans on the way down to the ring, finally finding himself in front of the ring. He grabs the top rope, and pulls himself up to the side of the ring. He steps over the top rope, then separates the second and third rope to let Kandi into the ring. Nasty walks to the center of the ring, and once again raises his MitB case in the air, as fireworks fire off behind him. Nasty looks off to the side of the ring, and a mic is thrown in his direction. He catches it with his free hand. He looks over to Kandi, winks at her then hands her the case, which she gladly accepts.

Big Nasty: Hello ladies and gentlemen! Let me take a second to introduce myself. I am BIG NASTY! Two time Money in the Bank Winner and SAVIOR OF THE CZW!

The fans pop at the notion of this. Big Nasty looks around the packed arena with a smile and a look of approval on his face.

Big Nasty: It looks like I came back to the CZW at the right time. I've made waves so large since I've been back it looks like I have a little target on my back. Let's not fool ourselves. I've got a large target on my back. *laughing* You'd think I were the CZW World Heavyweight Champion himself wouldn't you?

Kandi begins to clap, as the fans start chanting. "Nasty...Nasty...Nasty!"

Big Nasty: While I had one goal in mind when I came here to the CZW, it seems like a couple of old timers...a couple of old fools who are jealous of the success I've had since my return are trying to throw a wrench in the cogs of this fine machine that is Big Nasty. Shane is so scared, he had to bring crusty old Ace-Hole out of retirement to come and take me out.

The fans start to boo at the mention of Ace.

Big Nasty: I know, I know, he's a terrible person and we all wish he'd die. Well Acey-poo...let's get one thing straight. You didn't beat me two weeks ago on Overdrive, you just slinked your way out of a real match. We all know you're scared. We all know you wouldn't know what to do against me if it were just me and you man vs. man. I understand, and I feel sorry for you. Don't worry though Ace, your time is coming. I'll make sure you pay for what you've done.

The fans cheer as Big Nasty takes a second to take in the fan reaction.

Big Nasty: Now Boulder...aptly named might I add. You look like a fat out of shape slob. You're a hired gun, and you haven't done a damn thing but try to play mind games with me, and attack me from behind.

The fans begin to boo at the trickery that Boulder has been trying to put on Big Nasty.

Big Nasty: You're a god dammed lackey Boulder. Mack is too scared to face me, so he sends his fat ass body guard or whatever the hell you are after me. Bravo Mack. I can see straight through you bro, and it's sad and pathetic. You're jealous of the illustrious career I've had. I used your ass to spring board into stardom, and you can't stand it. Boulder, you got yours coming my man, and it's not going to be pretty. So enough with the games, get your fat ass out here so we can settle this like MEN!

Warning Blast in the Arena as the camera then pan to the entranceway, We now see Boulder walking out and goes right to the ring slides in and stares down Big Nasty and then goes to the side and motion for a mic. He is handed a mic and then goes back and walks right towards Big Nasty and looks right at him looking up due to the height difference.

Boulder- Big Nasty, Your name really don't suit you. When i see you and lord knows that i cant stand you, Your'e not that Nasty and believe me I been watching your tapes and you don't impress me. Now the Tape that i watch frequently is that cage match where there was a crime committed. That was the Night that you stole the title from My mentor and one of the greatest wrestlers in the CZW The Number One draft Pick Mack Beaudin!!

The Crowd starts to yell Macks name and you start to hear "Draft Pick!" chants starting in the arena as Big Nasty looks around and smiles and just shakes his head and just looks back At Boulder while hes massaging his Goatee.

Boulder- You hear that Nasty? They still have love for him while your still here trying to be the man he is. Nasty I don't like you and i don't respect you, You think that because you were here from the start that a Rookie like me isn't supposed to shine? Usually when somebody signs a deal with a Wrestling company their main goal is to get the fans on there side and to go for a title and get recognition. NOT ME BRO!!!!! My first goal in the CZW is to make your stay here a very bad experience. You saw at the PPV when out of no where i just popped up and had you looking at the ceiling. Then just at the last event I was just a hair away of laying your punk ass out with a chairshot that would have made you not wake up till next month. believe me it took alot for me not to swing for the bleachers on your head, I'm really a impatient man when it comes to me beating somebody, Right now if i wanted to i could lay your ass out!!! and the only thing that you would do is just take the ass whipping and then walk back into the lockerroom and wait till i see you and you get another ass whipping. Nasty As long as i'm here! trust me your not going to have a career, You might as well pack it up and retire because i'm not going to stop.

Boulder then Looks at the crowd and then back at Nasty, Nasty just stares back at him and then walks right to Boulder face.

Big Nasty: Boulder, you piece of shit. You haven't done anything to prove yourself. You've just proven you're about as good as Mack Beaudin...completely worthless. You want to talk about me trying to be Mack...Mack WANTS so badly to be Big Nasty. I beat the man for the IC Title...I held it longer than he did. I've done things in this business his old decrepit ass would never even think of doing. And I have a personal message for you to take to Mack. Tell him...

Big Nasty gets really close to Mack, and whispers with a growl.

Big Nasty: He's NEXT!

As Boulder look at Nasty after what he said, Nasty just smiles at Boulder and then Boulder Attacks. He hits Nasty with lefts and rights and Nasty is just taking each shots and then leans against the ropes. Boulder then grabs Nasty and tries to whip him into the ring ropes, Nasty then reverses it and when Boulder hits the rope and comes back he is hit with a Big Boot to the face. Boulder is now laying down on the mat as Nasty then gets his bearings back and then picks Boulder up and hits him with the "South Beach Slam" Boulder is laying down on the mat and isnt moving much. Nasty then looks at him and then back into the crowd and then Nasty slides right out of the ring and looks underneath the ring and grabs a table and slides it in. Nasty then slides back into the ring and then grabs the table and sets it up in the middle of the ring. Nasty grabs Boulder and stands him up and looks right into his face and then kicks him in the Midsection, As Boulder doubles over Nasty then grabs him and lifts him up and then hit him with the "Nasty Bomb" right on the table! as the table gets smashed in. Boulder isnt moving but just little twitches as "The Bleeding" by Five Finger Death Punch starts to play Nasty just looks at Boulder. Big Nasty spits on boulder with pure hatred. He then brushes his hair out of his face, and lifts a hand in the air as the fans explode! Big Nasty steps out of the ring, and is joined back up the ramp with Kandi Washington as refs and medics come running into the ring as Nasty just smiles and walks out of view laughing as he goes to the back.

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-=BIG OPENING MATCH!=-
"The Whole Show" Tim Timmons vs. "Pinoy Boy" Beboy Aquino

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Masters: And here we go with our first match.

“You’re Going Down,” by the Sick Puppies fills the arena along cheers from the fans. Out walks Tim Timmons.

Masters: And here comes the self proclaimed “Whole Show,” of CzW, Tim Timmons. He’s got a tough bout tonight with Beboy Aquino.

Daniels: I don’t give a shit about either of these guys. I just hope they beat the hell out of each other and don’t show back up.

Masters: Real nice commentary there. Sure to make the people care about the match.

Daniels: Shit, it’s not like anyone who is watching this cares about this match. If it’s not Uprising vs CzW it’s probably not cared about.

Masters: Jarred, at least pretend to be interested in this match then.

Timmons climbs into the ring and plays up to the crowd before his music fades out and “Bebot” by the Black Eyed Peas comes on. Out walks Beboy Aquino with a huge smile on his face. He plays to the crowd and high fives the fans as he makes his way to the ring. Once in the ring, both men stand in their corners and wait on the bell.

Masters: This is a great match to start this week’s Overdrive!

Daniels: Come off it, everyone knows neither of us care for this crap. Let’s talk about something that matters. How about our main event tonight? The Uprising will take on CzW Elite’s Big Nutz team of Big Nasty and El Pablo.

, Masters: We could, or we could talk about the perfect hurrancanrana that Beboy just pulled off on Timmons.

Beboy stands over Timmons before backing up to the ropes, bouncing off of them and attempting a leg drop.

Masters: He misses the leg drop! That had to hurt!

Timmons gets up and moves in on the attack quickly. A couple rights and lefts stagger Beboy and Timmons is able to connect with a body slam. Timmons doesn’t give Beboy a chance to breathe and he’s back on the attack after the slam. Stomp after stomp on Beboy before Tim picks him up by the hair. Tim whips him into the ropes, and on the rebound hits with a powerslam. Tim gets up and gestures to the crowd, who cheers him on.

Masters: Tim is really starting to heat up!

Daniels: And some of the crowd goes wild!

Tim is back on the attack and whips Beboy into the corner hard enough that the Filipino goes, face first, over the turnbuckle and connects with the ring post with his head, busting him open.

Masters: Oh my God! He could have a concussion!

Tim doesn’t seem to care, as he seems to feel that he has this match in the bag. Tim signals that this is the end for Beboy, who is lying on the mat bleeding like a stuck pig.

Masters: Tim says this one is done!

Daniels: God, just make this match end now.

Tim sets Beboy up for the Canadian Driver…. Masters: No! Aquino was able to escape! I don’t know how he’s even moving, I was sure he was knocked out!

Beboy begins to unload on Tim with elbows, forearms, fists and kicks, forcing Tim into the near corner. Tim is just trying to cover up from all the strikes until the ref steps in to allow Tim time to get back off the ropes. Beboy waits in the middle of the ring and attacks Tim when he steps out of the corner with a dropkick, sending the bigger man back into the corner.

Masters: Tim is definitely in some trouble now!

Aquino follows Tim into the corner and sets him up for a superplex.

Crash!!!!!!!!!!

Beboy and Tim come crashing down on the mat, with Beboy landing halfway on Tim causing the ref to start counting the pin.

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Masters: He connects! The Beboy Drop! This one is over!

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Masters: Beboy Aquino wins! A huge win for him!!!!

Daniels: Good, now we can get on with the show.

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“Doormats” by E Town Concrete comes on over the speaker system, whipping the fans into a wave of cheers. The spotlights in the arena all moved down to the ramp, revealing CZW Owner Derek Damage! Damage calls out with a “Woo!” to which the crowd responded to with one of their own. Derek gives a wide grin, strutting his way down to the ring!

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the Owner of Combat Zone Wrestling, DEEEEEREEEEEEEK DAAAMAAAAAGE!!!”

Daniels: “The boss is in the building, folks! He’s got that smile on his face, and you can tell he’s got something up his sleeve!”

Masters: “I can’t wait to see what swindling this criminal has in mind. The people show their love for him, and I’m sure Mr. Damage has some great lies to feed the dollars in the audience. I could do his bloody job better than him.”

Damage steps up onto the apron and into the ring, reaching out to take the microphone from Jessica Towers. He took her hand and kissed the back of it, before turning back to the crowd.

Damage: “CZW, how ya doing?”

The fans erupted in cheers.

Damage: “That’s what I like to hear, baby! We’re back on air and back in the hot seat, and I figured what better way to use our time than cheap plug-ins for the future shows!”

The fans all share a laugh over Derek’s outright honesty. Damage shrugs with a grin.

Damage: “As you all know, next time CZW televises, it’ll be for our return to Pay-Per-View, a show I have appropriately named Desperate Times. We’ve been doing a pretty good job of keeping the card under wraps, but tonight that all changes! Do you want to know the card?!”

The crowd explodes with a resounding “Yes!”

Masters: “No fucking kidding they want to hear it.”

Daniels: “William, shhhh!”

Damage: “Well how about the Queen of Combat Championship? Now, I’ve been giving this one a lot of thought, and I’ve had plenty of…….persuasion, but there’s only voice I hear more than any else, and that….is all of yours! You don’t want an easy match, so it won’t be! Kandi Washington will defend her championship against both Miss Michelle and the Newcomer Laura…….IN AN ULTRAVIOLENT RULES MATCH!”

The arena goes wild at the thought of the CZW women partaking in the signature of the company.

Damage: “Woooo! You like that? I know you love it! But it doesn’t end there! We’re going to see the CZW Television Title on the line, pitting The Uprising’s Mason Kaid……..against The Wayward Son’s Daniel Ward!”

Derek gets a hop to his step from the positive response he gets, running the ropes before stopping in the center and giving out another “WOO!”

Damage: “And we got more great news for ya! We’re going to end the night with a big m-”

“Immigrant Song” by Gotthard cuts Damage off to a deafening wave of boos! Red and white strobe lights fill the arena as the world champion, Ryan Shane, makes his way onto the stage, Cassidy Fontaine to his right. Ryan scans the crowd with a frown, then adjusts the title on his shoulder as he makes his way down to the ring.

Masters: “Ah yes, it’s that time, Daniels. Something wicked this way comes.”

Daniels: “What in the hell does the World Champion want? Derek hasn’t done a damn thing wrong tonight!”

Masters: “It’s not what he’s done tonight, Daniels. It’s a cumulative score. Look at the eyes of the champion. He’s walking with a purpose like we’re never seen!”

Shane and Cassidy enter the ring, reaching out for a microphone of their own. Ryan holds the mic upside down in his hand, staring Damage in the eyes as he brought it up to speak.

Ryan: “The time is right, Derek.”

Damage motions to Ryan.

Damage: “And what time would that be, Ryan?”

Ryan: “It’s about that time you and I ended this. It’s about time we finally get to the climax of this little back and forth of ours. I’d love to stay on this path with you for another year or so, but I’m afraid I don’t have that kind of time. So that’s why I’m here, right now, to offer you………a wager.”

Damage’s mouth begins to water at the sound of ending the faction war, much to the high energy of the crowd! He wastes no time in responding.

Damage: “You wanna end this thing? Well that’s fine by me, kid, but pardon me if I don’t trust your word.”

Ryan motions to Cassidy, who pulls out a rolled up packet of papers from her pocket and unrolls it.

Ryan: “What Cassidy holds in her hands is a contract I’ve hand drawn up personally, a copy has been sent to your office to be signed when you see fit. See Derek, Desperate Times call for Desperate Measures, and I have just that in mind. The Desperate Measures match. What I say we do is take a page out of the bastards in Connecticut, take their precious Elimination Chamber match, and turn it up a notch. Two members from each side, CZW Elite, Wayward Sons, and The Uprising, wrap the damn cell with barbed-wire, and hang all sorts of fun weapons for us to use from the walls. We all fight until one man is left standing, and the side that has the victor in its ranks will earn a choice for their leader….”

Ryan’s smirk grows wider.

Ryan: “And that choice is who will take ownership of CZW! At the end of the night, either myself, El Pablo, or Mike King will have the fate of this company in their hands….but if simply ending the war isn’t enough for you, I’ll offer you this. The contract makes it legally binding, if you sign your name, no matter the outcome of that match…….The Uprising is over. My group will disband, because if we can’t get the job done, we don’t deserve to be that change!”

Damage is taken back by the huge challenge dropped! He cups a hand over his mouth, looking around the arena for answers from the fans. A large chant of “Do it!” rings out.

Damage: “You got yourself a god damn deal!”

Ryan nods, finally getting what he wants.

Ryan: “Perfect. Now then, it’s time for the next piece of business…..”

Ryan suddenly drops his title, kicking Derek Damage in the gut! He turns him around, hoisting him up into the torture rack!

Daniels: “No,no,no,no,no! Ryan’s going to Murder Scene the boss! Somebody stop this!”

Masters: “Break his bloody neck!”

Ryan turns around with Damage, dropping him as he sees something on the entrance ramp! The fans break out into a round of cheers as “The Aerial Specialist” Krimzon Blaze guns it down to the ring, diving in under the ropes! Ryan grabs his title and bails out, he and Cassidy walking back up the ramp as Blaze stares his down. Ryan shakes his head, mouthing the words “Not yet”. He raises the CZW World Title High as the feed cuts to a commercial break.

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-=STARS AND LIONS!=-
"The Star" Jason X vs. "The British Lion" Daniel Ward

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“X Gonna Give it to Ya” by DMX begins to play, and the energy in the room is raised high! Onto the stage enters Jason X, who jumps in place for a moment, then throws his fists into the air with a loud yell to hype himself up! He crosses his arms into an X, then makes his way down the ramp!

Jessica Towers: “The following contest is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada! He stands 5’10”, weighing in at 216lbs! He is “The Star”, JASOOOOOOON X!”

Daniels: “Jason X, former #1 contender for the X-division Championship is such an exciting competitor to watch in the ring! The room just goes electric while he’s in there!”

Masters: “Fast paced, agile, and able to hit that flipping X-Driver from out of nowhere. Jason has been so close to the mountain top before, and you know he’s looking forward to another chance to taste glory!”

Daniels: “And his opponent tonight has just been handed a similar opportunity. These men will stop at nothing to gain momentum going in to CZW’s “Desperate Times” PPV.”

X leaps over the top rope, throwing his arms up in an X again before jumping in place a little more, his music dying down. “God Save the Queen” by The Sex Pistols rocks through the speakers as the lights in the arena go up in a mix of blue, white, and red! Onto the stage enters Daniel Ward, sporting his signature Union Jack-et and a pair of sunglasses! He scans the crowd, flicking a V to the camera before walking down the ramp!

Jessica Towers: “And the opponent, from Cambridge, England! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 225lbs! He is representing the Wayward Sons, and he is “The British Lion”! DANIEEEEEEEEEEEL WAAAAAAAARD!”

Ward walks around the ring, jumping up and spinning so he laid just under the bottom rope. The camera zooms in on him, and is met with another V for their measure.

Masters: “The ultimate hybrid catcher in CZW, Daniel Ward, who has just been named the Number 1 Contender for Mason Kaid’s Television Championship. We’ve seen Ward evolve so much in his time with us, and you’ll be hard pressed to find a better competitor in his style.”

Daniels: “The Lion is certainly on the hunt tonight, William! This is Wards first shot at singles gold since he came so close to winning the CZW World Title in the King of Combat Tournament! He needs all the momentum he can get, and a win over Jason X would do the trick!”

Masters: “I’m sure Daniel will be looking to connect with that simply devastating End of Days we’ve seen from him in the past. That move could finish anyone on the roster, mark my words. It may just be his path to the Television Championship.”

Ward removes his jacket and sunglasses, handing them to ringside. He shares a staredown with Jason X, the ref checking between them before calling for the bell!

Daniels: "And there's the lock-up! The technical wizard Daniel Ward taking on the high-flying spectacle in Jason X! Ward takes quick control with a side head-lock, followed by a takedown. X slides out and cinches in a hammer-lock...and Ward reaches up and snap-mare's Jason over! Both men get to their feet, and now Ward clapping for Jason!"

Masters: "He could be showing respect or he could be mocking him, Jarred. With Ward, it's likely a mixture of both!"

They lock up again and Jason takes control with an arm-wrench. He throws a kick to the midsection which doubles Ward over and then Jason connects with a big forearm shot to the back. Ward drops to a knee, but then surprises Jason with a fireman's carry, tossing him to the mat!

Both men pop up and Ward quickly snap-mares Jason over, following it up with a STIFF kick right to the back! Jason's momentum is stopped dead as he throws his head back in pain! Ward pulls him back up and whips him into the turnbuckle, unleashing a series of European uppercuts which maul Jason in the corner!

Daniels: "Daniel Ward in complete control here at the moment, pummeling his opponent! Jason slumps in the corner and Ward now backing up, gesturing to his knee! Ward charges in!"

Masters: "SNEAKY!! Jason used the bottom rope to pull himself out of the way, sliding onto the apron! Ward drives his knee into the turnbuckle!"

As Ward becomes unbalanced, Jason pulls himself up to a standing position, quickly springboarding in and taking Ward down with a hurricanrana!

Daniels: "Great move by Jason X!! Jason quickly gaining momentum, springing from the mat to the top rope in a flash! He leaps off and connects with a BEAUTIFUL front dropckick!! Jason quickly making the cover on Ward!”

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Jason moves, picking Ward up off the mat, laying into him with a series of kicks, backing him into the corner. He whips Ward to the far side and follows him in, but Ward quickly kicks his feet up into Jason’s face!

Daniels: “Ward stopping Jason’s momentum there with both feet! Ward follows up with a cross-chop to the throat! Ward off the near side with a STIFF lariat! He goes for the cover!”

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Ward sneers at the referee before picking Jason up and laying into him with a series of European uppercuts, backing him into the ropes.

Daniels: “Ward whips Jason to the near side…hip toss!! Ward quickly off the far side now, going for that boot to the face…NO! Jason quickly lays back and Ward’s kick sails over him! Jason kips up as Ward turns…”

*POP!!*

Masters: “Bloody OWW!!”

Daniels: “Enziguri is dead-on!! Ward slumps to the mat and now Jason is back in control! He heads out onto the apron and…springboard senton!! He goes for the cover!!”

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Daniels: “Not quite! Jason looking frustrated now as he pulls Ward to his feet…INSIDE CRADLE BY WARD!! INSIDE CRADLE!!”

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Daniels: “They get to their feet and now Ward with a quick takedown into a school-boy pin!!

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Masters: “Back on their feet now and Jason blocks the uppercut, countering with a forearm strike! He pops up onto Ward’s shoulders lightning-quick and…VICTORY ROLL!!”

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Masters: “Bloody hell, I’m dizzy…”

They quickly get to their feet and Jason connects with a back-kick to the midsection of Ward! Daniel drops to a knee and Jason quickly pops up to the nearest turnbuckle but Ward quickly lunges in and takes his feet out from under him! Jason drops down in a very uncomfortable manner over the top rope drawing a collective groan from the crowd!

Daniels: “Ward took advantage of that situation in a hurry and now he’s got Jason…setting him up for the End of Days!! If he hits this, it could be all over!!”

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Daniels: “End of Days connects!! Ward with the cover!!”

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*DING-DING-DING!*

Towers: “Here is your winner…’the British Lion,’ DANIEL WARD!!”

“God Save the Queen” begins to blare out as Ward struggles to his feet with a grin spreading over his face.

Daniels: “Great showing by both men there, but Daniel Ward took this one!”

Masters: “More importantly, perhaps, is that this is another big win for the Wayward Sons!”

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Several members of the CZW ring crew are bringing out a couch and a love seat.

Daniels: "What the hell is going on."

Masters: "This can't be the Dangah Zone."

As if on cue, a sign with Dangah Zone written on it is brought into the ring."

Daniels: "Oh no, this will kill our ratings."

Masters: "Why are you down on Chris Tolwar? I mean you do like Mike King."

Daniels: "Because he is a joke."

Masters: "Joke or not, I am glad to see a new talk show on CZW Overdrive. It's been too long since Testing The Waters."

The crew stops as "Danger Zone" pumps through the arena and a suit jacket and zubaz wearing Chris Tolwar walks to the ring.

Daniels: "I rest my case."

Masters: "He looks like a champ."

Daniels: "Yeah, out of the eighties."

Tolwar enters the ring and he has his microphone in hand. Tolwar: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the DANGAH ZONE!!!!"

The crowd gives mild cheers for Chris Tolwar.

Tolwar: "For those of you who don't know me my name is Chris Tolwar and until recently I have been a professional wrestler and I am alighed with Mike King. Anybody here ever heard of him?"

King receives a mixed re-action.

Tolwar: "I guess so. Well let me just say, that I am thankful for all he's done and if it weren't for him, you would not have this set that Derek Damage got for me, in front of you in this very ring."

The crowd gives Tolwar a mixed reaction.

Tolwar: "Aright, alright. Ikwno you want to get down to the main event so here it is. :adies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to the first guests to the Dangah Zone, Troy and Mark Brooks, The Revolution."

"Fast As a Shark" pumps through the arena and to mild cheers. Troy and Mark look happy while Miss Michelle does not. The three of them walk to the ring."

Tolwar: "Troy, Mark, Miss Michelle, welcome to The Dangah Zone! How are you doing tonight?"

Troy: "Thank you Chris."

Mark: "Thank you Chris."

Miss Michelle: "Thanks."

Tolwar: "So far in your CZW careers, you two have been impressive. Undefeated here with two wins, no loses. What do you think about your start?" Miss Michelle steps up first.

Miss Michelle: "I'll answer first, I think that Mark and Troy have put up a good showing thus far in CZW and I must say that they are onto a big and bright future here in CZW. As for me, I will be doing better if not for my tag team partner tonight, Kandi Washington. She is such a big whore, it is unbelievable...

The crowd gives Michelle a mixed reaction as Tolwar wrestles the microphone away from her.

Tolwar: "Thank you Michelle. How about we hear from one of your clients?"

Michelle nods as Tolwar passes the microphone to Troy.

Troy: "Thank you again Chris. Mark and I, are very thankful to the chances we have had in CZW. We hope that in the future we can lead to a Global Tag Team title match."

Tolwar: "Well I think you might be in line for that sooner than you think. I think have been impressive in CZW. Also I thank you two for beating The Demolition Crew because of those idiots I cannot wrestle anymore. But yeah, let's not talk about that... Apparently you have impressed more people than just myself. Mr. Damage will give you the next shot at the CZW Tag Team titles. That is right The Revolution will take on The Uprising."

Mark: "You serious man? That is awesome!"

The crowd cheers.

Troy: "Why wouldn't he be, I mean this is his show and all."

Tolwar: "What do you have to say to Blaze and Berlanger?"

Mark: "Brian, Christien, you two are going to experience first hand what it is like to face the Revolution. The Demolition Crew know first hand that Troy and I are not push overs. We maybe rookies here in CZW but we bring the fight. And when we face you for the titles, we will be the ones to walk out victorious."

Tolwar: "I can't wait for this match but I have a surprise for you two right now. Ladies and gentlemen the CZW Global Tag Team Champions themselves..."

"Sexy Results" pump through the arena as the champions walk to the ring and they do not look impressed at their challengers. They walk to into ring and Blaze has a microphone with him.

Blaze: "Mark, Troy, you are so full of yourselves. Christien and myself we are the CZW Global Champions. We are the best tag team in this company and you two are lucky to be in our league."

Blaze hands the mic to Belanger.

Belanger: "The Greatest of All-Time is right, you two got the title shot out of pity. No team here in CZW are in our league and you two are the worst of the worst.

Troy is getting annoyed at what is going on.

Troy: "Are you two for real? Christien your look is so three decades ago and Brian your mustache is so out of style."

Mark nods.

Mark: "Troy is right. You two are in the past and now, we need to send you back into the past."

Belanger and Mark drop their microphones and start attacking eachother as Blaze and Troy punch eachother. Tolwar looks annoyed at what is going down.

Tolwar: "Guys, guys, guys, calm down. You have a match coming up soon."

The fight goes on and knocks over the couch and the sign sending Tolwar into a rage.

Tolwar: "You son of a bitch, you son of a bitch, GOD DAMN ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tolwar is angry looking at the set of the DANGAH ZONE as the referees and the road agents walk into the ring to break up the fight and Tolwar is traumatized in the corner.

Masters: "The set of the DANGAH ZONE didn't even last one show. I won the bet."

Daniels: "How can you have fun at Chris Tolwar's expense."

Masters: "Weren't you running down Tolwar just earlier?"

Daniels: "I was but he was actually a good host."

Masters: "And now he is a blubbering mess in the corner because his show was ruined."

***

-=FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!=-
"The Egoist" Mike King vs. "The F'N Boss" T.J. Hix

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"Tear Away" by Drowning Pool hits the soundsystem, and a chorus of boos begins to reign down upon the ring inside the ballroom as the fans "await" the arrival of the first competitor.

TOWERS: The following is a non-title match, set to be contested under "Falls Count Anywhere" stipulations! There will be no disqualifications.. no count-outs.. and the first competitor to score a pinfall or submission ANYWHERE inside or outside of the ring will be declared the winner! Introducing first... from Brooklyn, New York.. weighing in at 220lbs... he is "The F'N Boss"... TEE-JAYYYYYYYYYYYYY HIX!!!!!

After a few moments, Hix strolls out through the curtain, a look of extreme focus upon his face as he marches straight towards the ring, completely ignoring the fans clamoring to abuse him from behind the barricades.

DANIELS: TJ Hix looking all business here tonight.. as well he might; the former World Heavyweight Champion perhaps feeling as though he has a little something to prove here tonight?

MASTERS: Don't be prepostorous, Jarred! The man was one of the longest-reigning World Heavyweight Champions in this company's history, and has long-proved himself to be THE most talented and intelligent competitor running the ropes today.. what the bloody hell does he have to prove to anybody!?

DANIELS: Well, for one, that he can beat Mike King.. or at least see a match between the two to its proper conclusion, rather than ducking out to cheapshot an individual watching at ringside!

MASTERS: Hogwash! You know as well as I do that little human cavity El Pablo deserved to be socked in the mouth that night!

Hix steps through the ropes and into the ring, taking up position in the far corner as he awaits the arrival of his opponent, staring steely-eyed back up towards the curtain. After a few moments, his music fades, replaced a heartbeat later by "St. Anger" by Metallica as the fans offer a rather more positive reaction to Hix's 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. However, he does not even make it to the end of the aisle before he is met by the charging Hix, and the two begin exchanging blows as the ref hurriedly calls for the bell.

*DING DING DING!*

DANIELS: Oh, and here we go! Hix wasting little time in looking to get this thing started.. the Boss is hot to trot and fixing for a fight!

After a few trade-offs, Hix begins to get the upper hand, landing a few punches in succession before driving a knee deep into King's midsection. King doubles over, as Hix then grabs him by the wrist and whips him towards the ring, King colliding back-first with the apron. Hix follows up quickly with a charging clothesline, then steps to the side as King stumbles forwards.. Hix spins him round, pulls him in, picks him up and turns, driving King spinebuster-style against the apron once again. King stumbles forwards again, and once more Hix grabs him by the wrist, this time whipping King sternum-first into the steel steps. King slumps back against the steps, as Hix marches over to him.. kneels down.. pulls King's head forward and headbutts him, leaving King's head to snap back against the steel. Hix does this again.. and again.. then hauls King up and rolls him under the bottom rope into the ring. As Hix climbs in after, King attempts to get back to his feet, but is clearly very groggy and disorientated.. and is then stopped completely by a swift punt to the sternum by Hix, who then drops to the mat and begins grinding his elbow into King's face.

DANIELS: A vicious, VICIOUS onslaught here in the opening moments of this contest by Hix.. SO aggressive!

MASTERS: And bloody right too, Jarred! Someone's gotta teach that King a lesson for running his mouth against his superiors!

Hix hops to his feet and stomps the forehead of King, who sits up and groggily attempts to get back to his feet. He turns round, and Hix grabs him in a front-facelock, pausing for a moment before taking him up and over in a vertical suplex.

DANIELS: Beautiful suplex by the Boss.. and here's a cover!

ONE!

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KICKOUT!!!

Hix stomps the head of King a couple more times, then picks him up once again and hits an inverted atomic drop, before following up with a dropkick to send King down to the mat again. Hix covers...

ONE!

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KICKOUT!!!

Hix now fires a few fists into the face of King, before rolling him over onto his back and applying a chin lock.

DANIELS: Chin lock now applied.. STILL no let-up for Mike King, who really hasn't had a chance to get going thus far in this contest!

King growls in pain as he attempts to fight out of the hold, clawing at Hix's fingers in an attempt to break them. This is unsuccessful, but Hix does relent soon enough.. although only in the form of removing one hand so he can drive an elbow into the back of King's head. King slumps forward to the mat, and Hix rolls him over for yet another cover...

ONE!

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TWO!

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KICKOUT!!!

Hix quickly rolls King onto his back once again and hooks him up in a full nelson, then pulls him off the mat onto his feet. Hix drags King backwards towards the nearest corner, then swings him round and drives his face into the top turnbuckle. King turns round, and Hix chops him a few times in the chest before whipping him across the ring, King colliding back-first against the turnbuckles as Hix immediately follows up with a body splash. A couple more chops, and Hix then whips King across the ring again, this time holding his position as King collides with the turnbuckle once again. Hix pauses for a moment, dropping into a three-point stance as he eyeballs King across the ring.. then charges, leaping for his patented Magnum Kick.. but King moves out of the way, leaving Hix to crash hard against the turnbuckles and crumple awkwardly to the mat.

MASTERS: Oh no!!!

DANIELS: Nobody home for Hix.. who took what looked a nasty impact there! Is this the opening.. the opportunity that Mike King needs to FINALLY get himself into this match!?

Having dropped to the mat himself, King slowly pulls himself up to his feet, using the ropes for support. He pushes himself into the ring, just as Hix gets back up himself. Hix charges King, who surprises him by snapping the Boss over with an armdrag. Hix pops up and charges again, but this time King catches him with a drop toe hold, causing Hix to fall face-first into the second turnbuckle. Hix peels himself off and stumbles back to his feet, as MK gets unsteadily to his feet as well.. runs past Hix.. hops up onto the second rope.. springboards with a twist.. grabs Hix's arm and takes him over with another armdrag.

DANIELS: Two armdrags in a row.. King starting to build up a little head of steam here, perhaps...

Hix snaps up to his feet again, although looking a little more groggy this time. As King forces himself up again, Hix charges a third time.. only to have King leap up and take him over with a Frankensteiner. King then pops up and hits the ropes.. rebounds as Hix stands yet again.. grabs Hix and swings his legs up.. hooks his feet round Hix's head.. tilt-a-whirl.. twice.. three times.. but Hix then grabs King by the torso and drops to the mat, throwing his knees up and catching King with an inverted lungblower.

DANIELS: OHHHHH! Great counter by Hix.. the air taken out of King's lungs and the wind out of his sails!!!

King rolls into the ropes as Hix pix himself up again, trying to shake himself straight after King's brief but dizzying fightback. He then marches over to King and hauls him up, leaning him back against the ropes as he slaps him hard across the chest yet again, then whips him off the ropes. King rebounds, as Hix charges forwards looking for a clothesline.. King ducks.. hits the ropes on the other side.. and manages to hook his arms round the top rope and hold himself in place. Hix turns and follows right in with another charge.. only to have King lower his head and propel him up and over the top rope, sending the Boss crashing hard to the floor on the outside.

DANIELS: OOF! A hard landing for TJ Hix there.. right on his back!

MK stumbles back from the ropes a little as he looks out at Hix on the floor, the former WHC's back contorted in pain. MK steps a foot out onto the apron, but pauses as he sees Hix slowly beginning to crawl towards the announce table.

DANIELS: It looked like King was heading out here in pursuit of his opponent.. but I guess he's changed his mind...

As Hix begins to pull himself up, MK steps back into the ring, running a finger over his chin as he apparently contemplates his next move. Hix gets to his feet, and MK suddenly charges across the ring, hops up onto the second rope and springs back over the top, crashing down onto Hix with a triangle plancha.

MASTERS: AHHHHHHHH!!!

DANIELS: Beautiful move by the Intercontinental Champion! Both men now down on the outside!

It takes a few moments for either man to recover from that impact, but King is eventually able to start getting back to his feet. As Hix rolls over to his stomach, MK grabs him in a headlock, wrenching it in as he starts to pull Hix to a standing position. Suddenly, Hix drops back to his knees.. and throws his arm up in between King's legs, drawing an audible groan from every male in Minneapolis.

MASTERS: Ooooooooh, bloody hell!

DANIELS: A low blow from that no-good TJ Hix! Where's the honour in that!?

MASTERS: Balls to honour, Jarred - no pun intended, I might add... it's Falls Count Anywhere.. No Holds Barred.. All-or-Nothing!

Unsurprisingly, the impact of the blow causes MK to release his grip on Hix's head, and the IC Champ doubles over clutching his giggleberries. With a smirk on his face, Hix staggers back to his feet.. then grabs King by the tights and the scruff of the neck and launches him forward, full-tilt into the steel ringsteps, MK impacting knees-first and flipping over to the floor.

DANIELS: GOOD GOD!!! MIKE KING'S KNEE-CAPS MAY HAVE JUST BEEN SHATTERED!!!

MASTERS: Have a nice day, Mikey!

As King thrashes about on the floor, knees pulled into his chest, Hix turns round and extends his arms with a smirk on his face, the fans responding with a chorus of boos. Hix responds in turn by flipping a portion of the crowd off, then strolls over to the ring apron and lifts it up, pulling out a steel chair. As he stands up, however, he notices MK over by the barricade, trying desperately to pull himself to his feet.

DANIELS: Hix with evil intentions in mind.. as always... Mike King trying desperately to get back to his feet, but those knees have gotta be wracked with pain.

MASTERS: He's certainly looking a little jelly-legged, Jarred.

After several agonising seconds, King finally manages to plant his feet on the floor. He turns himself round...

*CCCRRRAAASSSHHH!!!*

DANIELS: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! TJ HIX JUST SPEARED MIKE KING RIGHT THROUGH THE BARRICADE!!!

MASTERS: That was unbelievable!!!

The crowd breaks out into the obligatory "HOLY SHIT!" response, as King lies motionless on top of the fallen guardrail.. and Hix slumps equally motionless back out in the ringside area.

DANIELS: William, Hix isn't moving.. I'm not so sure he didn't knock himself out on the barricade when he delivered that spear!

The screen cuts to a replay, showing that Hix certainly does appear to impact the barricade with the top of the head as he collides with King.

MASTERS: Ooooooooooofffff...

DANIELS: That brings a shiver to your spine.. Hix may need some medical attention here...

With the crowd now willing him on, King slowly begins to stir, rolling onto his side and pushing himself into a half-seated position. He turns and notices Hix apparently still out cold.. and after some discussion with a couple of nearby members of the audience, King crawls over to Hix and begins to try and lift him up.

DANIELS: King.. now aware of the situation.. trying to get Hix up.. but that's 220lbs of completely dead weight, folks.. not an easy thing to move!

MASTERS: Why doesn't he just cover him? It's Falls Count Anywhere!!!

DANIELS: Well.. you have a point, William.. one I don't honestly know the answer to. Perhaps King just wants to have the victory earned at HIS hands, rather than through a twist of fate or a mistake from his opponent.

MASTERS: Maybe he's just an idiot!

Eventually, King manages to drag Hix over towards the timekeeper's area, where he dumps him face-down over the bell-ringer's table. King then turns and heads towards the ring, his attentions focused specifically on the chair brought out by Hix earlier. King picks it up and clutches it by the legs, ready to strike as he moves back over to Hix.. who suddenly swings round and cracks King right in the forehead with the ring bell, sending the IC Champ crumpling immediately to the floor.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD.. Mike King just got his bell rung.. no pun intended... and look at that sick, sadistic smirk on TJ Hix's face.. bah gawd I think he was playing King all along!

MASTERS: Brilliant!!!

With the crowd once again directing a huge amount of hostility his way, Hix drops the bell to the floor, then steps over to the motionless King, slowly peeling him off the floor.

DANIELS: Oh man.. King's cut bad here.. the Intercontinental Champion.. busted wide open thanks to the man in whose hands he is currently clutched!

The camera moves to show King's face, already covered in a substantial trickle of blood as Hix hauls him to his feet.. snaps him into a front facelock.. and plants him with a lifting DDT onto the folded-up steel chair on the floor.

DANIELS: And the exclamation point.. a DDT on the chair! That's gotta be it for King!!!

Hix gets to his feet, and hauls King off the floor.. then rolls him under the ropes and back into the ring.

MASTERS: Why is he throwing him in the ring!? Just pin him right here!!!

DANIELS: It seems like nobody wants to win this one, William!

With King completely out of it in the ring, Hix lifts the apron cover once more.. and pulls out a table.

MASTERS: Ohhhhhhhh.. here we go!

DANIELS: Hix bringing out the wood.. business is picking up even further here!

Hix sets the table up alongside the apron, then climbs up onto it.. just as King comes flying in with a Tiger (no-)Feint Kick, both feet burying into Hix's midsection.

DANIELS: MIKE KING! BAH GAWD WHERE DID HE COME FROM!?

Hix doubles over, but manages to maintain a grip on the top rope to avoid from falling. King pulls himself up with the ropes, then starts firing fists into the forehead of Hix.. grabs Hix round the back of the neck and drops down, bouncing Hix throat-first off the top rope. Hix bounces back, but still barely manages to keep hold, spinning round to face the crowd while teetering on the apron. King crawls out onto the apron and pulls himself up again, then fires a kick into Hix's midsection.. then another.. another.. an-NO, Hix dodges.. swats King's foot down and stamps on it.. pie-faces King, who stumbles backwards.. Hix charges and swings.. MK dodges.. hooks Hix up from behind.. hauls him up and steps off the apron, driving Hix Michinoku Driver-style through the table.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD!!! KING WITH THE EGOIST DRIVER.. OFF OF THE APRON.. RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!

CEE-ZEE-DUB! CEE-ZEE-DUB! CEE-ZEE-DUB! CEE-ZEE-DUB!

MASTERS: That was unbelieveable.. MIKE KING SHOULD BE ARRESTED AND THROWN IN PRISON FOR THAT!!!

DANIELS: What!?

MASTERS: HE JUST TRIED TO MURDER THE F'N BOSS!!!

DANIELS: What happened to "No Holds Barred.. All-or-Nothing?"

MASTERS: Pish posh, Jarred, it's a figure of speech.. there are limits, you know!? Have some humanity!!!

The camera looks down at the bodies of Hix and King, both completely motionless amongst the tangled mess of broken wood and twisted metal. The referee slides out of the ring and tries to check on both men.. but, recieving no response, he elects to begin a count...

ONE!

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DANIELS: The referee administering a ten-count here..

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TWO!

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DANIELS: ..the fans don't like it, but just because it's Falls Count Anywhere doesn't mean both men can't be counted down.

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THREE!

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FOUR!

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FIVE!

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Slowly, King begins to stir, his face by now completely covered in the proverbial crimson mask.

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SIX!

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King forces himself to sit up, grimacing in pain as he rolls Hix over and drapes himself across Hix's chest.

DANIELS: Cover, and the referee now dropping into position...

ONE!

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TWO!

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THRE-KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: HIX KICKED OUT!!!

MASTERS: Oh thank god!

DANIELS: BAH GAWD I DON'T KNOW HOW.. BUT TJ HIX KICKED OUT.. TJ HIX IS STILL IN THIS MATCH!!!

MK remains half-draped across Hix, who slowly rolls over onto his stomach. Gradually, King begins to push himself to his feet.. but in his unbalanced state, he stumbles into the announce table, toppling it over and sending the various pieces of equipment crashing around the feet of Daniels and Masters.

MASTERS: YOU BLOODY BUFFOON!!!

King slumps back against the fallen table, clutching his ribs as he looks over at Hix, who is just now beginning to stir. King slowly pushes himself up with the help of the table, picking up one of the monitors as he stands. He unplugs the cables, then clutches it tight in his hands as he watches and waits for Hix to get to his feet. Hix finally manages to stand.. turns round.. and ducks to the side as the monitor goes whistling past, inches away from his head.

DANIELS: Good grief!!!

Hix snaps back up, with fire in his eyes as King charges.. swings an arm.. Hix ducks again, then begins unloading on the IC Champ with several rapid-fire chops to the midsection.

DANIELS: MAGNUM STRIKE! HIX RUNNING ON PURE ADRENALINE HERE.. FORCING MIKE KING BACK AGAINST THE APRON.. TRYING DESPERATELY TO FORCE HIS WAY BACK INTO THIS CONTEST!!!

Hix follows his onslaught up with a big knee to the gut, then pulls King forward.. hauls him up.. spins.. and slams him onto the floor with a huge spinebuster. King arches his back in pain as Hix rolls off and forces himself unsteadily back to his feet.. then turns and begins to make his way towards the aisle.

DANIELS: What th.. where is he going!?

MASTERS: It's all part of the strategy, Jarred!

DANIELS: Oh bullspit.. Hix is running out again!!!

MASTERS: JARRED! That man is a former World Heavyweight Champion.. he does not RUN OUT!!!

DANIELS: Well it sure as hell looks like he's running out to me.. and indeed to these CZW fans!

Indeed, the crowd begins to shower Hix with a fresh hail of jeering and abuse, though this does not appear to faze the Boss too much, who merely waves them away as he hobbles round the ring. He begins to make his way up the aisle, when suddenly a huge cheer breaks out.. and Hix stops suddenly in his tracks, his face like that of someone who has just seen a ghost.

DANIELS: Oh boy...

The camera turns to share Hix's viewpoint.. and reveals the huge figure of Joshua Newsome standing in front of the curtain, arms folded menacingly across his chest.

DANIELS: The Mountain Man is here.. and Hix's window of escape just got a damn sight smaller!

Hix holds his hands up apologetically towards Newsome, who maintains his death-stare upon the former World Heavyweight Champion. However, Hix's look of concern soon shifts into a smirk once again, and he then turns and marches towards the barricade alongside the ring.. at which point two of the fans in the front row stand up, revealing themselves to be Mike Monroe and Krimzon Blaze, armed with a lighttube and a kendo stick, respectively.

MASTERS: AHH!

DANIELS: Tru Family Crew! Mike Monroe and the X-Division Champion.. the Sons are out in force here tonight.. they wanna make sure this match comes to a proper conclusion!

Hix steps back, his cocky veneer now rather absent from his face. He spins round again, and makes a break for the other side of the crowd.. but this time comes face to face with Daniel Ward and Chris Tolwar. Tolwar appears more concerned with waving to the crowd than death-staring Hix, though Ward quickly gives him a slap on the shoulder to bring his focus back.

DANIELS: And there's Ward and Tolwar.. Hix with literally NOWHERE to run!

MASTERS: This is so unfair!!!

Hix runs his hands over his head, stepping back once again. Apparently out of ideas, he turns around..

THWACK!

..and crumples to the floor after being clocked in the side of the head by a roundhouse kick courtesy of Mike King.

DANIELS: AND THERE'S MIKE KING! HIX IS DOWN! HIX IS DOWN!!!

The crowd explodes at the re-arrival of King, who stares down at Hix as he backs up towards the ringsteps. Hix slowly picks himself up to a knee.. at which point King charges forward with a front dropkick to the face, dropping Hix right back down again.

DANIELS: ROCK ON MISSILE!!!

King gets back to his feet, and motions for the rest of the Sons to take their leave. They oblige, but King briefly calls KB back, signalling for the kendo stick. KB tosses it over, then exits along with Monroe and the rest of the team as King turns his attentions back to Hix. King twirls the stick in his hand as Hix slowly picks himself up once again.. Hix turns.. King swings.. but Hix ducks it, and moves behind MK. MK spins round, and Hix lands a big right hand to the face. King snaps back, as Hix follows up with another.. and another.. but King retaliates with a big-time knee to the gut, doubling Hix over, then spins and brings the kendo stick down hard and fast across the spine of the Boss, causing Hix to howl in pain as he drops to his knees. King raises the stick above his head, much to the delight of the crowd, then spins again to crack Hix in the chest. Hix drops to the floor on his back, arms crossed over his chest, but this only opens himself up for another King kendo stick shot, this time into the stomach. Hix rolls over, and is met with another kendo stick to the back.. rolls over again, and again gets cracked in the chest. King then steps back a little, watching and waiting for several moments until Hix slowly begins to kneel up again.. at which point King charges forward again and strikes Hix right across the centre of the head.

DANIELS: Good LORD.. King just UNLOADING on TJ Hix with those kendo stick shots!!!

Hix slumps to the floor once again, as King immediately dives on top of him for the cover...

ONE!

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TWO!

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THRE-KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: MY GOD I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!!! TJ HIX KICKS OUT AGAIN!!! WHAT IS IT GOING TO TAKE TO WIN THIS THING!?!?!?

King stares dumfounded at the referee, his eyes looking even wider and whiter than normal thanks to the thick layer of blood covering the face surrounding them. He then crawls over to the ringsteps and sits back against them, gingerly examining his various bumps and bruises as he gazes over at his opponent, desperately attempting to devise a solution to victory. As Hix begins to stir, King gets back to his feet.. Hix gets a knee, at which point King charges with his Shining Metallica kick, but Hix manages to dodge it, catching King over his shoulders and dropping him Samoan Drop-style onto the floor.

DANIELS: Hix takes King down.. where the hell did THAT come from!?

MASTERS: Instinct and intelligence, Jarred.. nobody demonstrates those two qualities better than TJ Hix!

Both men slowly struggle back to their feet, and turn to face each other once again. King swings an arm, but TJ ducks behind him.. MK spins, and Hix boots him in the gut, then applies a gutwrench hold.

DANIELS: WAIT A SECOND.. SEEK NEW EMPLOYMENT! HIX LOOKING FOR IT HERE!!!

Hix lets out a roar, and lifts King up.. but can only get him a little way off the ground, as King frantically kicks his legs to try and hold Hix off. Hix tries again, only to achieve the same result.. and MK then suddenly drives him backwards, slamming Hix spine-first against the steps. Hix grimaces in pain as MK shuffles backwards.. measures.. then charges forwards as Hix slowly gets to his feet again. MK leaps.. but Hix moves, leaving King with nowhere to go but sternum-first onto the steel.

MASTERS: HAHA! What an idiot!!!

King bounces off and stumbles round.. right into the clutches of Hix, who grabs him gutwrench-style again.. and hauls King up over his shoulder.

DANIELS: HIX HAS HIM UP!!!

Once again, King starts thrashing about, desperately trying to shake himself free.. and succeeds, dropping to the floor behind Hix and rolling through the landing. Hix spins round, as MK leaps to his feet.. kendo stick in hand.. and cracks Hix in the forehead one more time. Hix recoils, as MK then tosses the stick aside and grabs Hix by the arm, pulling him down to the floor and hooking him up in...

DANIELS: KIMURA LOCK!!! KING WITH THE KIMURA LOCK ON HIX.. IT'S LOCKED IN TIGHT!!!

MASTERS: NONONONONONONONO!!!

Hix thrashes about wildly as King wrenches on the hold, the former WHC desperately trying to find an escape route from the reigning IC Champ's clutches. The pain quickly becomes too much, though, and Hix is forced to start tapping as the crowd erupts.

DANIELS: HIX TAPS!!! HIX TAPS!!!

*DING DING DING!*

MASTERS: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

"St. Anger" returns to the soundsystem, as King keeps the Kimura locked in for a few more seconds before finally relinquishing, slumping back exhausted onto the floor. After a few moments, the referee reappears from around the ring with the Intercontinental Title belt, placing it gently on King's chest as he raises his arm in victory.

DANIELS: What a match, ladies and gentlemen.. what a war... and Mike King.. battered, bruised, broken and an absolute bloody mess.. FINALLY gets his official, indisputable victory over TJ Hix!

***

-=TEMPLE OF DOOM!=-
Boulder vs. Cameron Matthews

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“Greatness” by Drake blares through the speakers as the crowd whips up into a mixed reaction! The lights in the arena go up in a light blue, and through the entrance way enters Cameron Matthews! The CZW’s resident show-off mocks the crowd just slightly, asking them how damn good he is, before making his way down to the ring.

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, from Miami, Florida! He stands 6’ tall, weighing in at 213lbs! CAMEROOOOOOOOOOOOOON MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTHEWS!!”

Daniels: “Cameron Matthews approaching the ring, ready to find that one match that’ll make him a staple here in the combat zone, and what better time to do that than our official television return?”

Masters: “Matthews has all of the potential in the world. You see him mentioning how good he is, and the thing is, he’s correct. I can just see the little things he does in the ring. This man could be a future champion, no doubt.”

Daniels: “It’s a shame that he knows how good he is, though.”

Masters: “What do you mean, Daniels? That confidence is key to success. What’s more dangerous than a man who thinks they’re talented? One that is assured of it.”

Matthews slides into the ring, running over to the opposite turnbuckle and climbing to the second rope. He runs his hands through his hair and swipes them toward the crowd, jumping back into the ring and turning to face the entrance way. “Warning” by Uncle Murda blats over the air waves as the lights shift to red, siren-like motions. From out of the entrance way steps Boulder, both hands over his mid-section, an obvious limp to his motion after the attack by Big Nasty!

Jessica Towers: “And the opponent, from Brooklyn, New York! He stands 6’4”, weighing in at 326lbs! He is BOOOOOOOUUUUULDEEEEEEER!!!!”

Boulder lets one hand go of his stomach, raising a fist with a wince.

Masters: “The student of Mack Beaudin is a resilient one to say the least. Even after being put through a table he’s powering himself out to the ring!”

Daniels: “We’ve seen the pure strength this man has in his few weeks in CZW. Boulder is an absolute machine, and I think even with an injury he’s as lethal as anyone in the back!”

Masters: “He has a bullseye directly over his chest, and yet he’s coming down for a fight. I’m not sure whether it’s pride or ignorance, but either way my hat’s off to the man.”

Boulder glares into the ring and then heads to the other side, grabbing a chair before climbing into the ring!

Daniels: “Boulder has that chair, and he’s ignoring the referee’s warnings here!”

Masters: “He’s quite livid, though, it IS quite impressive that he’s even walking at this point!”

The ref tries in vain to get Boulder to get rid of the chair, but he refuses. Boulder takes a swing and the ref dives out of the way! Boulder then rushes at Cameron who wisely hits the mat and rolls to the outside, yelling at his opponent to get rid of the chair! After making sure everyone is kept at bay, Boulder yells for a mic.

Boulder- Nasty!!! You put me through the Table!! Nasty you spit on ME!!!! Nasty, now all bets are off!!! You think what you did to me is going to make me stop? OH HELL NO!! Nasty you just started something. And trust me, I'm going to finish it!”

Boulder makes his way out of the ring as Cameron and the referee both enter. The referee looks confused as Boulder disappears through the curtain and Cameron begins to yell at him, telling him to raise his hand! Reluctantly, he does so, and Matthews begins to celebrate as “Greatness” begins to play throughout the arena!

***

“Releasing the Demons” by Godsmack fills the Mariucci Arena and out walks Wes Hartley. The fans erupt to see one of their heroes make his way to the ring. He is dressed in street clothes: jeans, a black button up shirt, and black boots. Wes slaps the outreached hands in front of him as he walks the aisle. Once at the ring he climbs in, and walks to the other side and grabs a microphone from an unnamed staffer. The cheers are so loud, Wes has to wait a few seconds before he tries to talk. Once the mic reaches his mouth, the crowd erupts again.

Crowd: Wes! Wes! Wes! Wes!

Wes smiles and waits for them to calm down again.

Wes: It’s nice to be in a place where real wrestling is enjoyed and cheered.

The crowd responds with a huge ovation, and Wes once again has to wait for them to calm down.

Wes: So, I don’t have a match tonight, but I did have a few things that I needed to get off my chest. The first thing is the X Division championship. I am the #1 contender and I plan on taking advantage of this spot when the time is right. So Blaze, hang on to that belt for me and keep it warm. In fact, shine it up real good for me too, cause I know, you know, and all these people here in Minneapolis know that the match is just a formality. I know that you’re proud of yourself for successfully defending my belt while I was away and couldn’t challenge for it, but you didn’t defeat the real #1 contender. You beat some guy that I don’t remember or cared to look up for his name. It doesn’t matter. You can beat anyone you want, but until you beat me you will always have that little voice in the back of your head telling you that you haven’t beaten the best. Your time of judgment is coming Blaze, ready yourself. Gird up your loins for battle, and prepare yourself for the loss of your title. Although you should be good at losing titles by now, seeing as how you’ve lost so many throughout the years. You know, our next ippv is entitled Desperate Times, and that’s just where you’ll be Blaze. You’ll be in Desperate Times trying to hold that title, but it will be no use. I will take what is rightfully mine, and prove that real wrestling is better than the crap that you do. Prove that I am the best, pure wrestler in the company.

The crowd is unsure whether to cheer Wes or Krimzon Blaze at this point and they are virtually split.

Crowd: Let’s go Krimzon! Let’s go Wes! Let’s go Krimzon! Let’s go Wes!

Wes: Calm down now. I got more on my mind. The next thing that needs to be addressed it the fact that, indeed, I lost last Overdrive. I was pinned in this ring by that crazy motherfucker Sam Attic. Now, did he out wrestle me? Hell no, that dude just caught me off guard with a small package. A goddamn small package. Really? That crazy bastard beat me with a small package? The small package never wins a match. Hell, no one uses it any more. But damnit Sam, you did it. Good job. We’ll meet again Sam, and on that day everyone will see that your win was a fluke; a freak win for a freak. I’m not bitter, not by a long shot. I was shocked by your small package, your inside cradle, I won’t be next time. Wes takes a long pause before staring straight into the hard camera, while standing in the very center of the ring.

Wes: Now, I swore I wouldn’t mention this little war going on in CzW. I wasn’t going to mention Ryan Shane and the Uprising…

The crowd erupts into boos.

Wes: …or Pablo, Nasty and the CzW Elite.

It is apparent that the crowd loves the 2 names mentioned because they are louder for the mention of those names than they booed the mention of Shane and the Uprising.

Wes: I wasn’t going to mention Mike King’s little Wayward Son’s either.

Another pop from the crowd.

Wes: Cause see, the deal is that there is one rule in this business; survival. So, the question is how does one survive a war between 2 opposing forces, 1 that is fighting now a 2 front war? The fact that the Uprising is now fighting this 2 front war with the Wayward Sons and the CzW Elite historically says that one of the other 2 entities will win, but the Uprising is unquestionably stronger than the other 2 combined. What does that mean for me? Well, it should me that I could stay out of all of it and just be taken in by the victors. That was until El Pablo decided to put me on a side last Overdrive. Pabs put me in the same line as every other guy that he believes to be on his side. Pablo, I’m not on your side. I’m not on Shane’s side. I’m not on Mike King’s side. I’m on my own side. I’m here for myself. I didn’t come to CzW to involve myself in a fight for power between Shane and Derek Damage. Ryan Shane, Derek Damage, makes no difference to me, as long as I still have the opportunity to come out here and wrestle for all of you people, and even if Shane takes over and shuts this place down, I will have enough tape showcasing my talent that I will be able to get a job anywhere I choose. What that means for CzW Elite is that they are one person weaker. They do not have the elite in CzW. I am one of the elite. I am the best wrestler in CzW today. I will prove that every time I step in this ring, and I will continue to do things that force you guys to stand up and take notice, not because I want to make sure I’m on the right side of history, but because I’m allowing history to play itself out before I make a decision.

Wes walks back to the side of the ring opposite the aisle, and hands the mic back to the unnamed staffer before heading back up the aisle, this time to the sound of a confused crowd who don’t know how to react to what Wes just said.

***

-=TEAM CAT FIGHT!=-
The Santiago Twins (Dani & Gabi) vs. "The First Lady of Wrestling" Kandi Washington & Miss Michelle

***

JT: The following is a Queen of Combat’s team catfight match. Introducing first---

“Final Countdown” hits and the fans rise to their feet cheering when Laura’s video appears on the big screen. Laura walks out from the back and she waves to her adoring fans as she starts down the ramp. Laura is dressed very casually, in blue jeans, black sleeveless shirt, and boots. She makes her way down the ramp, slapping a few hands as she passes her fans, and makes her way around the ring.

JD: It looks like we are going to be joined by the femme fatale Laura, William.

WM: I’m excited; she’s one of my current favorites.

Laura makes her way to the commentary booth and they both stand up to greet her as she takes a seat. She puts on a headset and they sit back down.

WM: Thank you for joining us. What brings you in for this match?

Laura: I decided to get an up close feel of the other Queen of Combats.

JD: I’m sorry but we all know Kandi will not be pulling her weight in this one.

“Get Naked” blares over the sound system and the fans start booing as all three turn their attention to the entrance ramp.

Laura: I want Kandi to know I have my eyes set on her championship and I will continue to prove myself worthily. Mark my word.

WM: I can’t believe she’s one of the reasons for you coming out of retirement.

Laura: You could only take so much of the prissy diva-like mindset before you want to shut her up.

Kandi Washington appears on the top of the ramp with her championship raised above her head as she begins to grind on the entrance ramp. She is joined by Ice who has her hands placed on her hips as she stares around the arena settings. Kandi lowers her title and places it over her shoulder as she starts strutting down the ramp.

JT: And introducing first, being accompanied by Ice; standing in at 5’2 and weighing in today at 115 pounds; she’s billed from Sin City, Nevada… she is the Queen of Combat Champion… KANDI WASHINGTON!

Kandi continues to make her way down the ramp as she struts up the stairs.

JD: She looks good with the belt, if only she actually earned it and I use the term earned loosely.

WM: Her victories here have all been luck.

Laura: Well, if I get my chance, she will be out of luck.

Kandi enters the ring and she starts pacing around the ring as she takes notice at Laura on commentary. She starts teasing Laura with her title and laughing.

Laura: Yeah, you might be champion now sweetheart, but in due time it’s going to be around my waist.

Kandi shakes her head when “Queen of Reich” starts playing over the sound system and there’s a mixed reaction from the crowd as Miss Michelle’s video pops up on the big screen now. She jolts out to the ramp and starts confidently waving to the fans.

JT: And introducing her partner, standing in at 5’7 and 115 pounds; she is billed from Boston, Massachusetts… MISS MICHELLE!!

Miss Michelle starts down the ramp as she continues to wave to the booing fans.

WM: Let’s see if Miss Michelle can break this dread streak she has been on.

JD: I can’t believe she’s still around after losing so many matches.

Miss Michelle makes her down to the ring and apron and she pulls herself up onto the apron. She sticks her leg over the second rope and wiggles her rear to the fans.

Laura: I’ve caught some of her past matches and she’s not all that horrible.

Miss Michelle walks across the ring and stress at Kandi as Kandi does the same when Miss Michelle climbs on the second turnbuckle and raises her arms.

JD: Did you see the brief stare down between partners? How the hell is this even going to work?

WM: I have no idea, but it worked for Kandi last time she teamed with Cristal.

Laura: Kandi has no doubtingly convinced herself we are all jealous of her and I hope Miss Michelle proves her wrong tonight.

“4VER” then interrupts and cuts Michelle’s theme song off as Gabrielle and Danielle Santiago come dancing out from behind the entrance curtains. Doing some swirls and turns to a mixed crowd.

WM: Twins!

JD: How in the world is the referee going to tell them apart?

Laura: Good point, but I was able to beat Danielle or Gabrielle in my debut, so they aren’t unbeatable.

JT: And introducing their opponents standing in at 5’6 each and weighing in today at a combined weight of 270 pounds; and billed from Dallas, Texas… Danielle and Gabrielle Santiago… THE SANTIAGO TWINS!!

They proceed down the ramp ignoring the audience as they make their way down the ramp. They turn to the side of the ring and walk over to the apron. They hop onto the apron and stand up with their backs leaned against the ropes and they backflip inside the ring. They swirl around as they jive rate their hips. They take off their lace caps and hand them off to ring crew members and walk to their corner as they talk game.

WM: It seems the twins are ready for action.

JD: You have to bet they are looking to redeem themselves.

The referee signals for the bell as the teams decide who is going to start off first.

JD: I think I called it and Kandi hasn’t let me down since. So what do you guys think about Michelle’s chances?

WM: Her odds aren’t looking good.

Laura: I’m afraid I have to agree William; unfortunately, Kandi hasn’t grasped the concept of the whole wrestling business.

WM: Is that Dani or Gabi starting?

One of the twins is, who we assume is Gabi, starting and she meets Michelle with a running knee to the abdominal section. Michelle falls to one knee and Gabi lifts her up with an overhead scoop slam on the mat. Gabi runs off the ropes and proceeds with a leg drop, but there’s nothing there than mat. Michelle is to her feet and she greets Gabi with a whip across the ring. Gabi grabs Michelle’s neck and swings her over with a nicely hit neckbreaker. She covers, ONE and Michelle is able to kickout with many problems. Before Gabi stands, she grips Michelle’s hair and pulls her up to her feet as well. She drags her to her corner and tags in her sister Dani. Dani quickly enters the match and the twins each grab Michelle’s wrists and whip her into the ropes. Michelle bounces off the ropes with a double dropkick to the chest. The referee is finally able to see Gabi to the apron.

JD: I’m not seeing very much defense from Michelle right now.

WM: But the offense we are seeing from Gabi and Dani is impressive.

Laura: Yes, I would still like to see what Kandi looks like against either of the Santiago Twins.

When Michelle rolls up to her feet, she holds her chest as Dani is looking to put this away with a hard kick to the midsection. She grabs her hair and tries for the Twin Buster, but Michelle hits a few forearms to the face of Dani. Dani stumbles back and Michelle plants her with a short-arm clothesline. Dani rolls up to her feet and Michelle charges her with a bicycle kick to the mat. Michelle falls over Dani and hooks the leg, ONE, but Gabi makes the save with a kick to the head of Michelle. Michelle holds her head and stands to her feet as her attention is directed on Gabi, giving Dani the opportunity to roll Michelle up with a school-girl.

ONE!

TWO!

MICHELLE KICKS OUT!

JD: Very close call there for the champion’s team.

WM: Kandi didn’t even bother to make the save.

Laura: It’s a downright shame she’s champion, guys.

Jarred and William agree with Laura as Michelle starts repeatedly targeting Dani’s abdominal region with vicious short kicks to it. Michelle kneels down beside her and starts pounding the back of Dani’s head against the mat. Michelle releases the grip and backs up against the ropes to only get a side kick to her kidneys from Gabi. Michelle spins around with a leaping forearm, knocking Gabi off the apron. Michelle turns around into a spear and Dani follows it up with forearms to the faces. Dani leaves Michelle planted on the mat and tags in her sister, who has just got back on the apron. Gabi climbs to the ropes as Dani is pulling Michelle to her feet. Michelle with an elbow to the abdominal and then throws Dani into her sister on the top rope. Michelle runs and clotheslines Dani over the top rope. She climbs to the second rope and starts slapping Gabi that’s sitting on the top turnbuckle. She lifts her up by the tights and climbs to the top rope, SUPERPLEX.

Laura: I’m impressed with the height of that superplex boys.

WM: Yeah, so am I. I think Michelle needs to make a tag though.

JD: Do you really see that happening William?

WM: No, but I was stating what needs to happen.

Michelle and Gabi are laid out, but Michelle is the first to start crawling toward her corner. Dani slides inside the ring and is yanking back on Michelle’s boot as Michelle pushes herself up off the mat. She hops and spins around with an enzirugi to the side of Dani’s head. Michelle jumps off the mat to her corner and tags in Kandi Washington, who wasn’t expecting it.

JD: Kandi is now the legal woman!

WM: And she looks upset by it!

Laura: Get in their Kandi.

Kandi looks back at Laura and they exchange some words as Gabi is helped to her feet. She staggers over to Kandi and when Kandi turns around; Gabi lifts her over the top rope and brings her into the mat the hard way. Kandi arches her back off the mat and Gabi attempts another twin buster, but Kandi crawls between her legs. Gabi turns around and Michelle runs at her, but is taken down with a spear by Dani. They start catfighting as they roll over the ring apron.

WM: BAH GAWD THIS IS ONE HAS JUST SPILLED OUTSIDE THE RING!

Laura: And Kandi is in no woman’s land right now!

Gabi is apparently slightly distracted as she looks to the outside at her sister, but when she resumes focus on the match—Kandi gets an unpleasant thumb to the eyes. She grabs the back of Gabi’s hair and slams her backwards against the mat. She begins taunting Gabi up to her feet as she slowly brings herself up and Kandi gets her with a kick to the midsection. It’s followed by her SNAP DDT. Kandi covers, ONE, TWO, and Gabi kicks out at TWO. Kandi starts momentarily arguing with the referee when Ice slides in her QOC title belt. The referee goes over to Ice who has just stood on the apron and Miss Michelle whips Danielle Santiago shoulder first into the steel stairs. Kandi grabs her QOC title and leans down in the corner. Gabi is dizzily standing and as she turns around—Kandi runs and connects to the forehead with her championship. She slides it to the corner and Ice hops down off the apron. Kandi covers…

Laura: Did she really just steal another win?

JD: I’m disgusted by these turn of events guys.

WM: The referee is making the count.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

Laura: I’m not having this.

Laura takes off her headset and sets it on the table as she leaves the commentary booth to make her way toward the ring.

JD: It looks like the showdown we have all anticipated since Laura’s debut.

WM: And Kandi is celebrating her cheap win by hugging her championship against her chest. What does Big Nasty see in her?

JD: What do any men see in her?

After the match, Laura stands beside the ring apron and she’s snapping her fingers to get Kandi’s attention. Kandi turns around and she raises her championship above her head as she’s taunting Laura. Kandi is walking toward the ropes as she’s saying silently, “I’m the greatest Queen of Combat Champion!”

WM: This doesn’t look like it will end very well. Laura is fluming!

JD: Kandi might be shut up once and for all.

Laura motions for Kandi to come down off the apron. When Kandi struts down the stairs, she walks right over to Laura and the two queens’ start disputing over Kandi’s championship that she clutches ever so tightly. Kandi puts her hand in Laura’s face and Laura pushes it away, then Kandi surprisingly slaps Laura across the face. Laura reaches inside her and shoves Kandi flat on her ass, but just when she starts to go toward Kandi—Ice runs around the other side of the corner and when Laura turns around Ice bombards her with a thunderous clothesline. She leans down and grabs Laura up by the hair and runs her head into the steel steps as Kandi thoroughly enjoyed that sight. She walks over to a fallen Laura, who’s nursing her shoulder as Kandi adds insult to injury with a kick to the chest. Michelle remains in the ring and she starts yelling at Kandi and Ice, but Kandi holds her hand up to Michelle’s face and starts strutting out from the ringside area.

***

"Streetcleaner" by Godflesh suddenly begins playing, causing the Minneapolis crowd to pop large.

"The Sadistic Solution" Alan Fiscus slowly walks out from behind the curtain, with a very subdued look upon him. He looks out onto the crowd, silently acknowledging their cheers. He is wearing his usual black and red wrestling tights with black boots and a sleeveless "...And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead" t-shirt on, with all of his arm tattoos visible. He slowly walks down the aisle, with his dirty blonde hair hanging in his face. He allows the front row crowd to touch his shoulder, but he mostly ignores them. He slides into the ring, and is handed a microphone. The crowd begins chanting...

"FISCUS! FISCUS! FISCUS! FISCUS!"

Alan waits for the chant to die down, and then begins speaking.

ALAN: "Minneapolis, Minnesota. It's been a while. What I'm out here for should be obvious to every person who pays even slight attention to the CZW product. I am out here to address a man who has cost me very significent matches. I am out here to address a man who has tried to stab me in the back and cut my throat every chance he gets. I am out here to address a man who obviously has a very severe head injury, because he is very, VERY close to fulfilling his deathwish. I am out here to address... CRYPT."

The crowd boos loudly

ALAN: "CRYPT, you have been a thorn in my side ever since Horrorcore when you were the deciding factor in my loss to Ryan Shane in a Riot match. You caused me the Intercontinental title against Mike King, even though I technically won that match and I'm STILL the #1 contender. We've been kicking each other's asses for a few months now. And I'm all about kicking some ass, but something is starting to spark my curiousity. I've never seen you before Horrorcore. I knew about you in EWA, but I was never involved in that federation due to my imprisonment in WCWF. Quite frankly, I wasn't impressed with you. You dress how I truly feel inside. What is a costume to you, is a soul to me. So what is it? What's the deal, CRYPT? Are you just trying to make a name for your pathetic self? Going after a LEGEND? I'm not sure that's what it is. When I look into your eyes, as I'm choking your throat, I see something... I'm not quite sure what it is. But it's something more than just a dart thrown at a wall. It's something more than a paycheck. So, Frankenstein, why don't you come out here and tell what the hell your problem with me is? Come out and explain why you are risking your entire world by putting yourself as #1 on my shit list. Come out and PLAY, CRYPT! Come on out!"

Alan paces back and forth in the ring, anticipating CRYPT's arrival.

After what almost seems like an eternity, “Martyr 2010” by Fear Factory cranks out, and CRYPT slowly trudges out onto the ramp, mic in hand. He’s dressed in baggy cargo pants and a sleeveless White Zombie shirt, his many tattoos visible on his arms. His smirk is visible despite the fact that his dreadlocks hang in his as-usual painted face. He waits for the music to cease and the jeers to quiet a bit before speaking.

CRYPT: “Alan…oh, Alan. You want me to explain myself? How can one explain true chaos? Maybe I chose you because your hypocrisy irritates me. Maybe I chose you because I want to see your ‘legacy’ fall to pieces. Maybe it’s just because I enjoy watching you fail. Or maybe…just maybe, it’s none of those things.”

Alan glares at CRYPT who pauses again for effect. CRYPT runs a hand through his dreads, moving them out of his face for a moment, an almost thoughtful look on his face, barely discernible under the imposing paint-mask.

CRYPT: “Maybe it’s something more. Maybe it’s something MUCH more. Have you thought about that, Alan? Have you stopped to consider that maybe, just MAYBE I’m not the crazed lunatic who keeps assaulting you and this is all something you brought upon yourself because you’re such an asshole?”

The fans nearly drown CRYPT out in jeers now as Alan continues to glare, seething.

CRYPT: “The reality is probably somewhere more in the middle. I *AM* a crazed lunatic, you *ARE* an asshole, and this? All of this…is something you HAVE brought on yourself. Everything that’s happened, from Horrorcore to Event Horizon, has all been my RETRIBUTION!”

Alan’s look of rage becomes mixed with confusion, clearly not understanding what he means by that. CRYPT continues to stare at the ring, his dreads having once again fallen down, obscuring his face.

CRYPT: “All of this has been payback, Alan…and we’ve only barely scratched the surface…”

With that, he drops the mic, slowly backing away through the curtain as “Martyr 2010” plays again, an angry and somewhat perplexed Alan Fiscus left standing in the ring.

***

-=CHAMPION VS CHAMPION!=-
"The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze w/ Mike Monroe vs "The Anti-Christ of CZW" Ryan Shane w/ Cassidy Fontaine

***

Masters: It’s time for the World Heavyweight Champion to show us all why he is the World Heavyweight Champion when he steps on that bug that is Krimzon Blaze.

Daniels: I don’t think it is going to be that easy. Krimzon Blaze is on an absolute roll and enjoying his greatest title reign ever. Krimzon Blaze could beat the World Heavyweight Champion tonight!

Jessica: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is Champion VS Champion!

“A Cut Above” by Avery Watts as the fans go absolutely insane as Krimzon Blaze makes his way out with his X Division Title around his waist.

Jessica: Introducing first, representing The Wayward Sons. He is from Detroit Michigan and the reigning CZW X Division Champion! The Aerial Specialist KRIMZON BLAAAAAAAAZE!

Krimzon is in the ring as the fans are still going crazy as Immigrant Song by Gotthard is playing and now the arena is being filled with Boos as Ryan Shane walks out from behind the curtain with Cassidy Fontaine as the boos are flowing and Shane doesn’t care as he walks to the ring.

Jessica: And his opponent. He is the leader of the Uprising and from Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada. Being accompanied to the ring by Cassidy Fontaine, He is the CZW World Heavyweight Champion. The Anti-Christ of CZW! RYAN SHAAAAAAAAAAAANE!

Ryan Shane hands his belt to Cassidy as he jumps onto the apron and turns to the people. The people then boo as Ryan is then dropkicked off the apron and hits the security barrier before he can even get in the ring after a dropkick from Krimzon Blaze.

Masters: WHAT A CHEAP SHOT FROM BLAZE! He never fought fair.

Daniels: Yeah, that’s right Krimzon Blaze is the cheap shot artist…..

Masters: About time you agreed with me. Thankfully Ryan is still on his feet and he looks pissed. He turns around and is ABSOLUTELY leveled by Krimzon Blaze who flies through the air for ANOTHER cheap shot.

Daniels: Krimzon Blaze jumps from the top rope and hits a hurricanrana on Ryan Shane onto the floor as these fans are eating this up and Krimzon Blaze has the upper hand on our World Heavyweight Champion.

Masters: By being a cheap bastard I might add. Has this match even started yet?

Daniels: I don’t believe so as Krimzon Blaze is staying on the aggressive as he is stomping away at the downed Ryan Shane and Cassidy is now screaming at Krimzon but Krimzon ignores her. He lifts Ryan up and goes for the whip into the corner post but Shane reverses and whips Krimzon into the corner post. He then walks over and grabs his World Heavyweight Championship from Cassidy as he is looking at Krimzon waiting for him to get up. Krimzon is finally on his feet and Shane decks KB right between the eyes with that World Heavyweight Championship and hands it back to Cassidy!

Masters: Yeah! That is just good strategy right there!

Daniels: That seemed to be quite the cheap shot in MY books. Regardless the match hasn’t officially started and Ryan picks KB up and rolls him into the ring as he looks at the fans who are booing him relentlessly. Shane now rolls into the ring as the referee officially signals for the bell and this match is finally underway as Shane goes for a cover and this could be it! 1....2....Krimzon kicks out!

Masters: If Krimzon was smart he would've called it a day there it's only going down hill from there. Krimzon is still dazed from that Championship Belt shot and Shane has KB right where he wants him. KB is up on his knees as Shane nails him in the chest with a stiff kick! He hits him with another and another and finally one right to the back of the head as KB is face down on the canvas and motionless.

Daniels: I don't normally say this but you might have been right with what you said Masters. KB could be knocked out and concussed as Ryan could be going for the cover but he isn't of course. Ryan is now just toying with KB as he is kicking KB in the head as his is down on the mat. Ryan finall turns KB over and goes for the cover 1.....2......Krimzon kicks out again!

Masters: Krimzon has some amazing heart no one is denying that but it's that same heart that is going to make him wind up in a hospital. Ryan Shane is in complete control of this match and that is never a good thing for any of his opponents as he brings KB to his feet and backs him into the corner. He then whips KB into the opposite corner and runs after him and nails him with a vicious Yakuza Kick right to the head of KB in the corner as KB once again falls to the mat as Rryan Shane again goes for the cover 1.......2...........KB kicks out again!

Daniels: Amazing resolve here from Krimzon. He is down early but he is not going to give in this early but KB is absolutely taking a beating here from Ryan Shane. The fans here also hate what they see as the boos are pouring in. Krimzon Blaze is trying to get back to his feet with the help of the ropes as Ryan Shane goes and grabs KB and drags him while on his feet to the middle of the ring. Ryan Shane looks around and even is laughing at Krimzon right now as he goes for a discus lariat and KB ducks!

Masters: KB isn't completely out of it? That's a miracle in itself.

Daniels: KB is nwo trying to show some life. He hits Ryan with a right and a left and the fans are behind it! The crowd is getting louder as KB is continuing his own assaul throwing in some leg kicks and forearms and Ryan Shane could be reeling a bit. Krimzon Blaze now runs off the ropes opposite of Ryan and as he runs back in is met with a jumping knee strike that has KB stunned. He now has KB hooked and is going for maybe a suplex but KB is blocking it. Ryan tries again and KB blocks it again! KB then hits Ryan with a quick shot to the midsecion as KB goes for a suplex of his own that Ryan now blocks. KB is trying again as Ryan now blocks that! Ryan now with a quick shot of his own to the ribs of KB. He lifts KB up and finally has him up and drops KB on his head with a snap brainbuster! Ryan Shane now has has front headlock in on the down KB and the arm hooked as well as he flips through and has Bleed the Pure locked in! This is not good for Krimzon Blaze!

Masters: Only a matter of time now if Krimzon Blaze doesn't give up he'll surely just pass out as Ryan Shane has it locked in and Krimzon is scrambling. Krimzon doing everything he can and he manages to get his foot on the bottom rope as the referee is trying to get Shane to break the hold! The ref starts to count as Shane breaks it at the count of three and Krimzon Blaze is hurt!

Daniels: Ryan Shane has been impressive in this match just showing dominance as he drags Krimzon Blaze to the middle of the ring. He looks up as boos are echoing throughout the arena and he goes to get KB to his feet and KB turns it into a small package! 1......2......Ryan just barely kicks out. KB is sitting down in the corner as Ryan shane is a little surprised but he goes after KB and KB kicks Shane in the stomach. Shane taken aback a bit as he goes in again and is met with another boot. Krimzon now starting to get into it as he boots Shane in the mid section one more time and then gets the top rope. He jumps right over Shane's head and lands behind Shane on his feet. Shane turns around and is NAILED with a HUGE Pele kick. KB is on his feet after taking a quick breather and KB is trying to get back into this match.

Masters: He can try all he wants gonna take more than that to top the World Champion as Ryan Shane seems to only have been stunned by that and is on the offensive as he grabs KB and KB counters with a kick to the midsection. He turns Ryan and hooks his arms. He is turning it over and..... he hits with a spinning unprettier!

Daniels: HUGE move there from Krimzon Blaze as the momentum is starting to really turn. The fans are screaming as chants of Krimzon are heard in this arena. They are so loud I can barely hear Masters. Which is kind of nice.

Masters: Oh shut up Daniels.

Daniels: Krimzon is using this to really get a good breather as Shane is getting back to his feet thanks to the ropes. Shane walks over to Krimzon and is met with a forearm smash tot he face. He is met hit with another and another and Shane counters with a kick to the gut and has KB in a front headlock. Could he be going for a DDT? NO! Krimzon Blaze hits a beautiful Northern Lights Suplex and has the bridge. Ref is counting 1.....2...no! Shane gets his shoulder up!

Masters: The X Division Champion is trying to top the World Champion and is doing an admirable job right now as Shane is over in the corner and KB is getting energy from this crowd of morons chanting his name still!

Daniels: Shane on his feet and look at KB! He is walking the tightrope as he is walking the top rope and absolutely nails Shane with a dropkick! That was for you EP!

Masters: I assume that move was brought to you by Skittles or some Garbage?

Daniels: Well if EP is involved then chances are absolutely! Shane still on his feet as KB hits him with a 360 spinning heel kick. Shane is continuing to be seemingly out on his feet as he lifts Shane up and hits him with the Michinoku Driver! Shane is down and out as Krimzon Blaze is climbing to the top rope! He jumps and takes flight......Shooting Star Leg Drop! And he connects it perfectly! Krimzon though isn't done as he is on his feet and this time connects with a Holy Shot! A Red Star Press now from KB as the referee counts 1.......2..........3!

Masters: NO! Ryan Shane has his foot on the rope and the referee seen it this match is not over.

Daniels: The referee explaining this to KB as he looks to be absolutely crushed it didn't end there but he keeps going and these fans are going nuts. They are in as much disbelief as KB is that this match goes on as KB gets Ryan Shane up and he is going for the Kode of Silence!

Masters: Look at Cassidy! Standing on the apron and she has KB's attention! KB then drops Shane before hitting the move as he goes over to Cassidy and starts yelling at her! Shane though using this time to get back into this as Shane is now running and he could be goign to hit KB with Sublimination while KB is occupied with Cassidy!

Daniels: KB moves out of the way and Shane almost hits Cassidy! Wow that was close as Shane just manages to stop in time from hitting Cassidy in the face with that forearm smash he calls Sublimination. KB now has Ryan up in a Torture Rack and could be going for the Broken Kode as Shane is getting out by elbowing KB in the head. KB eventually drops Shane as Shane now lifts KB up into a torture rack of his own and KB now elbowing Shane in the head to get him to break the hold. KB hits Shane with another quick 360 spinning heel kick as KB quick as a cat to the corner and on the top rope. What could KB be going for here....

Masters: Wait look at Shane! He runs and jumps onto the second turnbuckle Shane is hitting some rights and lefts as KB is answering with some of his own as both men are on the top rope!

Daniels: This is dangerous! Both men standing on the very top rope. Shane almost looked to be going down as he catches KB with a punch to the midsection. KB counters with a punch of his own and Ryan Shane is down! Ryan is down and KB turns aroudn on the top rope.... he jumps! CORKSCREW 630 SPLASH!

Masters: SHANE MOVES OUT OF THE WAY!

Daniels: They don't call it High Risk for nothing as KB went for it all and missed. Shane now getting to his feet as he goes over and grabs KB who is still down from that crash and burn. He gets KB up in the torture rack and and hits The Murder Scene! Ryan Shane now with the cover 1.......2.......3! This match is over.

Masters: RYAN SHANE WINS!

The Immigrant Song is playing as Shane rolls to the outside of the ring and grabs his title from Caissdy as he is sitting on the floor by the barricade and Cassidy is standing right beside him.

Jessica: Your winner as a result of pinfall...... RYAN SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNEEEEEEE!

Masters: He did it! Was it ever any doubt!

Daniels: It looked to be in doubt for a bit. Krimzon Blaze put on a hell of a match but Ryan Shane with a little bit of an assist from Cassidy Fontaine managed to come out ahead in this Champion VS Champion match!

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-=MAIN EVENT!=-
RISING AGAINST NUTZ!
"The Uprising" (Ace King and Matt Covey) vs "Big Nutz" (El Pablo and Big Nasty)

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Jessica Towers stands in the middle of the ring.

Towers: "The following contest is a tag team match, scheduled for one-fall and is your main event of the evening!"

The crowd cheers but it is cut off by "man of Constant Sorrow" as Matt Covey walks to the ring.

Towers: "Introducing first; representing The Uprising; from wherever he damn well pleases, weighting in at 225 pounds, "THE BAD ASS" MATT COVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The crowd boos covey as we walks to the ring.

Daniels: "Here we go, the main event. CZW vs. The Uprising."

Masters: "Two first time ever teams, Ace King and Matt Covey represent The Uprising and Big Nasty and El Pablo represent CZW."

Daniels: "You mean Big Nutz?"

Masters: "That is what they are calling themselves, seriously?"

Covey is not even half way to the ring as his theme ends and is replaced by "Bastard of the Machine." Covey stops in his tracks as his partner Ace King starts walking down the aisle.

Towers: "His partner; also representing The Uprising; from Las Vegas, Nevada; weighting in at 225 pounds; "THE GAMBLER" ACE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Ace walks to Covey and gives him a disaproving glare before walking to the ring.

Daniels: "This is looks like a functional team."

Covey is mad but follows Ace to the ring.

Masters: "Looks could be deceiving."

The team of Ace and Covey enter the ring as the music ends.

Towers: "Their opponents..."

"Party Hard" pumps through the arena as the team of Big Nasty and El Pablo walk out to the ring."

Towers: "Introducing first; representing the CZW Elite; from South Beach, Florida; weighting in at 295 pounds; Mr. Money In The Bank; "The South Beach Specimen" BIG NASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!"

Nasty waves to the crowd as he walks down the ring.

Towers: "His partner; also representing the CZW Elite; from the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England; weight in at 195 pounds; "THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR" EL PABBBBBBLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Pablo waves to the crowd as he runs down to the ring.

Towers: "They are BIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG NUUUUTTTTTTTTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Nasty follows Pablo to the ring.

Daniels: "This is a long awaited team right here. El Pablo and Big Nasty, two of the most decorated wrestlers in CZW histoy teaming up right here."

Masters: "While I do not like either, I am excited to see this."

Nasty raises his hand and Pablo jumps up for a hi-five and the crowd goes wild.

Daniels: "It is obvious who the fans are behind."

Masters: "The CZW fans are sheep, you know that."

Daniels: "Why are you putting down the fans?

Masters: "Because I speak the truth Jared."

Nasty and Ace head to the aprons leaving Pablo and Covey in the ring. The referee calls for the bell.

DING!

DING!

DING!

Covey and Pablo circle eachother. Covey goes for Pablo leg and he trips Pablo to the mat. Covey runs in the ropes and leaps over the grounded Pablo. Pablo gets back to his feet by kipping up. Covey ducks down and Pablo leaps over him. Covey rebounds again and into a Pablo small package.

ONE!

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TWO!

COVEY KICKS OUT!

Daniels: "El Pablo went for the small package there."

Masters: "Those quick pins can be the key in a match like this."

Covey and Pablo get back up and exchange rights and lefts. Pablo starts getting the better of Covey until he ducks a punch and Covey rolls him into a pinfall. ONE!

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PABLO KICKS OUT!

Daniels: "Covey with an attempt at a quick pin of his own."

Masters: "Just like El Pablo it did not work but I think it is a good idea."

Pablo gets up but hit with a knee into the head. Covey whips Pablointo the ropes and drops him with a shoulder block. Covey runs into the ropes and leaps over Pablo who gets back up as Covey bounces into the ropes. Covey rebounds but into a Pablo dropsault. The crowd cheers as Covey falls to the mat. Covey gets up and gets hit with leg lariat bringing him to the ground. Pablo drops a knee onto the head of Covey before posting up onto his hands in a handstand before dropping down with a knee drop onto the head of Covey.

Daniels: "It looked like El Pablo went for a rewind on that one."

Masters: "My brain hurts with that one. I can't tell which one was live."

Pablo claps trying to get the crowd behind him as he kicks to the side as Covey gets up. Pablo runs into the ropes and rolls into a handstand against the ropes and comes back with an enziguri to the head of Covey. Covey stumbles around with the head hit. Pablo follows up with a koppu kick knocking Covey back down. Pablo grabs Covey and drags him to the corner and tags out to Big Nasty. The crowd cheers for Nasty.

Daniels: "And here comes the big man."

Masters: "Oh this does not look good for Covey."

Pablo holds Covey up by the neck and arm as Nasty enters and punts Covey straight in the stomach. Covey clumps to the mat clutching his stomach. Nasty grabs Covey by the arm and plants a punch straight into the ribs he just kicked. Nasty picks up Covey and tosses him into the ropes he drops Covey with a spine buster the roar of the crowd. Nasty picks up Covey by the legs and lifts him up and drops him with a power bomb. Nasty lifts up Covey again and drops him again with a second power bomb. Nasty lifts up Covey a third time and drops Covey a fourth time with yet another power bomb. The crowd starts a Big Nasty chant as he stands over Covey.

Daniels: "Spinebuster followed by a triple power bomb. Covey should be dead."

Masters: "What does Nasty have against Matt Covey?"

Daniels: "For one it's Covey and secondly, he is a part of The Uprising."

Nasty goes for the pinfall.

ONE!

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COVEY KICKS OUT!

Masters: "Covey shocked me there. He some how beat the count."

Daniels: "I am as shocked as you are William."

Nasty looks at Covey and drags him to his corner tagging in El Pablo. Nasty grabs Covey by the arms as Pablo climbs the top rope and leaps out onto Covey with a double axe. Nasty breaks the hold on impact and exits the ring. Pablo bounces off the rope and comes off with a dropkick. However Covey bounces towards his corner and he tags out to his partner.

Masters: "Here we go."

Ace enters the ring as Covey exits. Ace stares down his former partner.

Daniels: "This is one of a few times the former Global Tag Team champions have faced off." Masters: "Ace King and El Pablo were known as The Five Star Gamblers. They were one of the most dominant teams in CZW."

Daniels: "This will be an epic enocunter to say the least."

Masters: "This should be a internet pay-per view main event."

The former tag team partners locked up, with Ace having the slight power advantage. He backed Pablo up into a corner and proceeded to get the jump on him as the referee was in the middle. Ace then laid down the boots, stomping into the gut of Pablo. Ace picks up Pablo drops him with a knife-edge chop. The crowd booes as Pablo backs up. Ace follows up with a second chop which drops Pablo back down to the canvas. Ace pulls Pablo back up and Irish whipped him into the opposite turnbuckle. Ace charges in and connects with a running dropkick to the face.

Masters: "I would say it hurt Pablo but he wears a mask to cover his ugly face already."

Daniels: "Will you be serious William? The sliding dropkick to the face hurts."

Ace pushes Pablo into his corner and attacks him with boots again. Covey gives Ace a hard tag forcing him to stop the attack.

Masters: "Team Uprising is not working well as a team."

Daniels: "Well Ace King said he couldn't really trust Covey given their past."

Covey enters tells Ace to whip him into the corner. Ace whips Matt who comes running in, but Pablo lifted his legs up at the last moment and boots Covey in the face. Ace looks up at Pablo who pushes off the turnbuckle and connects with an armdrag from the top rope. Ace rolls to the ropes and gets up but met by a Pablo dropsault. Ace rolls out of the ring.

Pablo runs to the nearest turnbuckle and springs to the second rope before moonsault over onto Ace. The crowd goes wild as Pablo lands on his feet.

Masters: "Nice aerial display by El Pablo with that moonsault."

Daniels: "I think that was what El Pablo calls the Bermuda Triangle."

Pablo re-enters the ring and is immediately attacked by a recovering Covey with a eye-rake. The crowd boos as the referee yells at Covey who flips off the referee. Covey grabs Pablo and he grabs him but Pablo stomps on Coveys foot. Covey holds his foot as Pablo runs into the ropes and goes for a Hurricanrana off the rebound, but Covey in a desperation move drops him down with a power bomb.

Masters: "Nice reversal by Covey."

Daniels: "I agree with that one."

Masters: "Maybe you should agree with me more often Jared."

Covey grabs Pablo by the throat and the referee counts for a break but Covey breaks before five. Covey picks up Pablo and drops him face first onto the turnbuckle. Covey bounces off the ropes and goes for a spear but he hits nothing but turnbuckle.

Daniels: "Covey went for the spear but comes up with nothing."

Masters: "That will hurt. I can't tell you how many times I've hit an unprotected ringpost like that in my career."

Pablo crawls over to his corner as Covey is limp on the turnbuckle.

Daniels: "Pablo is looking to tag out while Covey is a lump in the corner."

Covey finally lumps to the mat as Ace is calling for the tag.

Masters: "Now he isn't but he looks out of it still."

Pablo summons the strength and tags out to his partner. Covey gets up and is met with a Big Nasty clothesline. Nasty follows it up with a bodyslam. Ace tries to run in on Nasty and gets dropped with a power slam. Covey gets up and met with a boot the midsection and lifted up and dropped across Nasty knee with a backbreaker. Nasty picks Covey up again and drops covey across the knee again with another backbreaker. Nasty lifts up Covey again and drops him with a sidewalk slam.

Daniels: "Nice combo by Big Nasty."

Masters: "I must admit, Nasty has been much better in the ring since his return than I have seen."

Daniels: "It looks he is back to form."

Nasty goes for a pinfall.

ONE!!!

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TWO!!!!

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Ace breaks up the pin and the crowd boos.

Daniels: "Despite the disagreements between Covey and King, Matt should thank Ace for that one."

Masters: "I don't get why Ace doesn't trust Matt. It doesn't make sense to me."

Daniels: "Do you even remember CZW before we returned?"

Masters: "I do but it has been sometime since Ace has been here."

Ace chops Nasty as he gets up. Nasty no-sells and drops Ace with a big boot knocking him over the top rope. Nasty poses for the crowd being pumped after beating Covey down. Covey gets up and walks into a fireman carry. Nasty drops Covey face-first on the mat with an ace crusher. The crowd goes wild after Nasty hits the TKO.

Daniels: "Covey just got leveled with the TKO. That could do it."

Masters: "That very well can end it. Covey is out."

Daniels: "Nasty should go for the pin."

Boulder walks down the aisle and there are boos coming from the crowd. Nasty is about to pin Covey but turns his attention to the aisle and sees Boulder. The two yell at eachother.

Masters: "Well this is an interesting series of events."

Daniels: "It's Boulder, what the hell is he doing here?"

Masters: "We all know he has an issue with Big Nasty."

Ace is recovering on the floor and grabs a steel chair. He passes it to Covey in the ring. Covey sets it up as Pablo walks over to Nasty to warn him. Nasty charges at Covey but Covey drops Nasty face-first onto the opened chair. Boulder has a grin on his face. Nasty holds his face as Covey pushes the chair out of the ring hoping the referee does not notice.

Daniels: "Oh come on, that was not fair."

Masters: "The referee never saw it."

Daniels: But he must have heard Nasty's head smash the chair."

Masters: "I never heard of simply hearing an action causing a disqualification."

Covey flips Nasty over and goes for a pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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Nasty kicks out

Daniels: "Thankfully Nasty kicked out of that."

Masters: "After taking that I would stay down. He has to face both Matt Covey and Ace King, along with Boulder on the outside."

The fans go wild as Covey goes to tag out to Ace. Ace charges at a recovering Nasty and drops a forearm to the back of the neck of Nasty. Ace follows up by running into the ropes and dropkicks Nasty in the side of the head. Ace locks in a front-facelock. The crowd boos as the referee looks to see if Nasty is going to give up.

Daniels: "Nice front-facelock by Ace King."

Masters: "It looks like he has the hold clinched in pretty good on Big Nasty."

The referee is asking Nasty if he wants to give up and Nasty says NO. The crowd cheers.

Daniels: "Nasty wont give up that easy."

Nasty goes from his knees to his feet. He lifts Ace up in the air but he holds onto the headlock. Nasty lifts Ace up again but Ace holds onto the facelock. Nasty lifts Ace up a third time and tosses him off and face-first onto the mat. Nasty falls to his knees.

Masters: "Nice display of power by Nasty to break out of the hold."

Nasty slowly gets up and so does Ace. Ace runs at him with the Jackpot 2.0 Nasty falls to a knee and Ace charges into the ropes and bounces off and goes for a shining wizard before Nasty ducks but Ace comes back at him with the knee to the back of the head dropping Nasty to the mat with the Eye in the Sky. Nasty slumps to the mat.

Daniels: "Nasty was dropped hard with that modified shining wizard."

Masters: "That wasn't a shining wizard, that was Ace King's Eye in the Sky. Get it right Jared."

The crowd boos as Ace turns Nasty over and goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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NASTY KICKS OUT!!!!

Daniels: "Close call there for Nasty but he survives."

Ace argues with the referee about the count.

Masters: "Come on Ace, don't argue with the referee. This is not the time and place to do this."

Daniels: "I agree Ace is a veteran, he knows that doesn't work."

Ace grabs Nasty and hits him with a chop to the chest. The crowd boos as Ace hits a second chop. Ace lifts Nasty up in a belly to back suplex and he drops him across the knee before dropping him with a backdrop suplex. Ace goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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NASTY KICKS OUT!!!!

Masters: "I can't believe Nasty kicked out of that brutal combo from Big Nasty."

Daniels: "Yeah an atomic drop followed by a backdrop suplex, that should have been it."

Masters: "Big Nasty is really impressing me."

Ace grabs Nasty to the corner and chops Covey hard in the chest tagging him in. Covey does not looks annoyed at the hard tag.

Daniels: "Tag with authority."

Masters: "I don't think Covey liked that in the least."

Daniels: "Well they are rather unlikely partners."

Ace holds Nasty and tells Covey to go for a clothesline but Nasty ducks down and Matt blasts Ace with the clothesline. Nasty looks to regain his strength but Covey hits Nasty with a spear. Boulder claps as Covey goes for the pinfall.

ONE!

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TWO!

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NASTY KICKS OUT!!!!

Masters: "Unlikely partners or not, the team nearly won it after that team work."

Daniels: "I must agree. Despite a rocky start, the team of Matt Covey and Ace King are working together pretty good."

Covey goes to the top rope and warms up the arm for his top rope lariat.

Masters: "Here comes the boom, watch out Nasty."

Nasty finally gets up and he is rocked. Covey waits for him to turn around. Nasty turns around and Covey finally leaps off but Nasty ducks down. Covey crashes to the mat.

Daniels: "Yeah the boom on the canvas."

Masters: "That is not funny Jared. You should apologize."

Daniels: "What it works for you."

Nasty is trying to get back up as Covey tires to head to his turnbuckle to tag out.

Masters: "Yeah but I have been in the ring and done what they do. What have you bloody done in your life you wanker?"

Daniels: "Well I am sorry I haven't been in the ring like you have. I guess you're right then."

Covey gets to the turnbuckle and Ace tags in. Ace tries to grab Nasty back up but he responds by nailing him with a punch and follows it up with another punch but Ace hits him with a European uppercut. Ace rocks Nasty with another one. Ace runs into the ropes and nails Nasty with a knee strike straight to the face. Nasty drops to the mat clutching his face. Boulder claps.

Masters: "Jackpot 2.0 call the pitboss."

Daniels: "Hah, nice one William."

Ace goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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NASTY KICKS OUT!!!!

Masters: "How, just how?" Ace is beside himself.

Daniels: "Looks like Ace shares your sentiment William."

Masters: "I cannot believe it. That knee strike should have ended this match."

Ace lifts Nasty back up to his feet and drops him with a snap suplex. Ace stomps at Nasty before shoots snot onto Nasty.

Daniels: "That is so wrong."

Ace goes to the turnbuckle.

Masters: "Ace is going up to the high rent district."

Daniels: "He is looking to put an end to Big Nasty."

Ace climbs the turnbuckle and stands at the top. He leaps off but Nasty rolls away. Ace crashes head and face first onto the mat. The crowd roars.

Masters: "That hurts watching it."

Daniels: "Ace King crashes and burns on that diving headbutt attempt."

Masters: "It looks like both men are out of it right now."

Daniels: "Both Nasty and King are down following the diving headbutt."

Ace is showing signs of life and so is Nasty.

Masters: "Well at least both men are heading to their corners."

Daniels: "Pablo and Covey is awaiting them at their respective corners."

Masters: "Who will make it first?"

Ace tags out to Covey. Nasty summons up the strength and tags out to Pablo. Covey runs in as Pablo springs to the top rope and leaps off with a springboard dropkick. Covey is taken down and is slowly getting up as Pablo slings over the top rope and springs back to the top rope and nails Covey with a spinning leg lariat to the back of the head.

Daniels: "El Pablo hits Matt Covey with a Furry Ninja Strike."

Masters: "Wait isn't he a dragon now?"

Pablo goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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COVEY KICKS OUT!

Daniels: That was close Pablo gets up and pulls Covey back up and slams him down over by the ropes. Pablo escapes to the ring apron. He springboards to the top rope and leaps before bouncing off the top rope and flips onto Matt with an Arabian press. Pablo goes for the pin.

ONE!

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COVEY KICKS OUT!

Masters: "Nice moonsault but it was not enough."

Daniels: "If CZW ran on scoring points per move, El Pablo would be champion."

Masters: "Thank God he isn't."

Pablo runs off into the ropes and bounces off before somersaulting into a splash.

Daniels: "Rolling Thunder."

Pablo goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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COVEY PUTS HIS FOOT ON THE ROPE!

Masters: "Bad ring presence by El Pablo there. An EPIC Champion like him should know better."

Pablo tries to pull Covey up but he hits Pablo low. The crowd boos and Covey scurries off to tag out to Ace. Ace enters in and takes his former partner down with a running forearm to the throat of El Pablo. Ace picks up Pablo and whips him into a vicious STO backbreaker.

Daniels: "Ace drops his former partner with the House of Cards."

Masters: "That was vicious, I love it."

Ace tries goes for the pin putting his forearm across to the throat of El Pablo.

ONE!

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TWO!

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PABLO KICKS OUT!

Daniels: "Kickout and Pablo hangs on."

Masters: "I like how Ace went for the pin with placing his forearm across the throat of Pablo grinding it in."

Ace picks up Pablo and gives him a standing dropkick. Ace taunts the crowd which they responds with by booing him. He picks up Pablo and goes for a vertical suplex but Pablo blocks. Ace hits Pablo in the back with a hard forearm shots before going for another suplex which as well is blocked. Ace nails Pablo in the back with two more hard forearm shots before going for a third attempted vertical suplex. Ace lifts Pablo up this time but Pablo catches Ace in the head with his knee. Pablo grabs Ace by the leg and suplexes him over and rolls through and lifts Ace up again and drops him face-first onto the mat between Pablo legs.

Daniels: "El Pablo went Dragonfishin' there."

Masters: "How clever, Pablo add Dragon to a fisherman's suplex. What's next, the squirrel sault?"

Pablo goes for a pin.

ONE!

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ACE KICKS OUT!

Daniels: "Why must we continue squirrel jokes when it comes to El Pablo?" Masters: "Because it is funny."

Pablo grabs Ace and lifts him up off of the canvas. Pablo grabs Ace and hooks the arms and jumps up but Ace suplexes Pablo with a modified release northern lights suplex. The crowd boos as they did not get to see Pablo hit the Identitiy Crisis DDT. Ace grabs Pablo and whips him into the ropes only to hit him a roundhouse kick off the rebound.

Daniels: "Ace with the Full House. Pablo is rocked."

Masters: "That could do it."

Ace goes for the pinfall amidst boos.

ONE!

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TWO!

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PABLO KICKS OUT!

Daniels: "El Pablo kicks out after the Full House."

Masters: "I am shocked with that one."

Ace does not get angry and just chops Pablo in the chest Pablo falls onto the ropes. Ace tags out to Covey. Covey grabs Pablo and places him on the top rope. Covey starts climbing the turnbuckle and goes for a superplex but Pablo fights out and punches Covey off. Pablo tries to climb the turnbuckle but he is stopped by Ace. Pablo boots Ace away before leaping off and landing the Pablo Splash on Covey. The crowd goes wild as Pablo goes for the pin.

ONE!

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TWO!

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THREE!

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NO, COVEY KICKS OUT!

Pablo is slowly getting up and Covey is hurt he gets up as well. Pablo gets up and charges at a kneeling Covey. Pablo puts his legs around Covey’s head and drops him face first into the mat.

Daniels: "Taste the Rainbow Matt Covey."

Masters: "That should be it."

Pablo goes for the pin.

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NO, ACE KING BREAKS UP THE FALL!

Daniels: "Damn it."

Masters: "El Pablo nearly had Covey there."

Ace puts the boots to Pablo as he rolls off of Covey.

Daniels: "C'mon Ace, this is not fair to do to your former partner."

Masters: "Well we can see who is the fair and impartial member of this commentary team is.

The crowd boos as Ace drops Pablo with the Jackpot 2.0 nearly knocking him out. Nasty enters the ring and rocks Ace with a big boot. Ace is out on his feet and gets dropped with a vicious Nasty Bomb. The crowd roars in approval.

Daniels: "Nasty Bomb with authority."

Masters: "Ace King looks broken."

Nasty grabs Matt by the throat and picks him up to his feet before slamming him back down to mat with a hard chokeslam.

Daniels: "Nasty Slam to Covey."

Masters: "Somebody stop this monster Boulder get in here now."

Daniels: "He looks like he is just standing there like he has for the entire match."

Nasty checks on Pablo and signals for the kill as Ace rolls out of the ring holding his back.

Masters: "Why do they need to talk strategy. Matt Covey is dead."

Daniels: "What could they do to Matt Covey that hasn't already been done in this match already?"

Masters: "Drop an atomic bomb. I am not sure if Minneapolis is the Hiroshima or Nagasaki of America."

Daniels: "That is wrong on so many levels."

Nasty whips Pablo into the ropes when Pablo bounces off, Nasty lifts Pablo up into the air with a pop-up. Pablo splashes down onto Covey.

Masters: "What was that? Big Nasty just shot El Pablo into orbit with Pablo landing ontop of Matt Covey.

Daniels: "It was a flapjack splash that they call The Tom Petty Splash."

Masters: "I don't want to know about it."

Daniels: "I'm sure you do not want to know William."

The crowd cheers as Pablo holds on and goes for the pin.

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PINFALL VICTORY!

The referee calls for the bell as El Pablo gets off the beaten Covey.

Daniels: "They did it."

Masters: "Big Nutz win their first match ever teaming up."

DING!

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DING!

"Party Hard" pumps through the arena. And the referee looks to raise the hands of Big Nasty and El Pablo.

Towers: "Your winners the team of Big Nasty and El Pablo, they call themselves Big Nutz!"

Boulder runs into the ring and takes down Nasty with a double-leg takedown.

Masters: "Here we go, the fight we wanted to say."

Daniels: "Boulder and Big Nasty are going at it."

Boulder roll out of the ring and into the ringside area.

Masters: "These two men damn near hate eachother.."

Daniels: "Yeah and you can imagine Mack Beaudin ruined Boulder and poisoned his mind into hating Big Nasty."

Masters: "Jared when will you learn not to say opinions you have no facts to base them off of."

Daniels: "What do you mean? Big Nasty and Mack Beaudin are long term rivals."

Masters: "Yeah and Boulder is Mack's protege. I don't see the logic you are following."

Nasty knocks Boulder over the barricade and onto the concrete.

Daniels: "Nasty just knocked Boulder out of the ringside area."

Masters: "He got lucky."

Nasty follows over but gets attacked with punches from Boulder. They fight it out and through the arena.

Daniels: "They are fighting through out the arena."

Masters: "Who knows where they will end up in this arena."

CZW World Heavyweight Chapion Ryan Shane appears on the aisle and rubs his title taunting El Pablo. The crowd boos the champ

Daniels: "Oh great, there is Ryan Shane right there."

Masters: "The CZW World Heavyweight Chapion is here. Ryan Shane, the leader of the Uprising."

Daniels: "Is he trying to antagonize El Pablo here?

The boos turn to cheers as Mike King is shown rising from the crowd. He points at Shane and then Pablo.

Masters: "The same can be said about Mike King right there."

Daniels: "We all know what he wants, the end of the Uprising. The same goal as El Pablo."

Masters: "Who knows what will happen at CZW at Desperate Measures."

Daniels: "I don't know but we will see soon."

Masters: "And we have to end it then because we are out of time."

The scene cuts from King to Pablo and then finally Ryan Shane to end the show.