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Keenan: Well we are here at ringside and I have to wonder what the hell is going on.

Daniels: Well folks at home...this is Overdrive...and if you're wondering what that, I guess noise, is...right now in the ring is Kabuki Goto who faced Brian Blaze and amazingly won back when we were in Japan as a part of NJAW Vs then CZW. Then next to him is an ol star here in Combat Pro Eli Sweeney. A tough competitor an for some reason a wanna be country star.

-The camera then pans into the ring as you see Kabuki standing there ready to go and Eli in the middle of the ring singing a country version of Lady Gaga's Pokerface. He is then rudely cut off as Sexy Results by Death From Above 1979 starts to play as Brian Blaze and Belanger start making their way to the ring to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Brian is walking but stops every so often to flirt with the ladies in the front as Belanger has Grace with him and the two are dancing their way to the ring. The two finally reach ringside as they slide in and Brian Blaze is handed a microphone.-

Brian: We get it. You all missed us.

-The crowd once again offers a mixed reaction as Belanger takes the microphone.-

Belanger: You see, Brian and I are the best of the best. We went ahead and we proved that at Ultraviolent Retribution. However, we know we can't let you guys forget that. So here we are getting ready to defence our Combat Pro Tag Team Championships!

Keenan: Now there is some championship heart. These two aren't booked to be here but they want to defend their Tag Team titles here tonight in front of these. Where are we again? This place stinks.

Daniels: It looks like the fine people of Raleigh, North Carolina are going to get a bonus match tonight as a referee is runnign to the ring.

Brian: Now you all remember Kabuki Goto and Eli Sweeney.

-Kabuki and Eli taunt for the crowds as they get a mild reaction.-

Brian: You see some time ago Kabuki Goto actually entered a ring much like this and beat The Talent Brian Blaze. It was admirable I must admit. Which is why I made sure to bring you here and a partner of your choice here tonight to be the team we face off for the Tag Team Championship and you picked. Eli Sweeney?

-Belanger then grabs the microphone.-

Belanger: What is wrong with you? You had your choice of anyone and you pick this former reject. This is a man who probably couldn't even say my name if he had one thousand chances.

-Belanger then hands the microphone to Eli as he speaks.-

Eli: Alright, listen here Brian and Belangy. You didn't think Kabuki would beat you before and now look at us. You should be showing a little respect to us because we're going to win Belango. I think that's how you say it. However, respect is what we deserve. You know, R-E-S-P-E-C-T....

-Brian then quickly grabs the microphone as the fans begin to laugh a big and Belanger is not happy.-

Brian: First things first, never sing again. Secondly, that isn't how you say his name.

-Brian then drops the microphone and leaves the ring as Kabuki looks around and also leaves. Both are ready as the referee signals for the bell and Belanger is right on the offensive.-

Daniels: Look at Belanger go right now. Eli is not standing a chance at all with this. Belanger hitting Eli with rights and lefts and boots and he has him in the corner. Belanger now with an incredibly hard whip into the opposite corner and Eli just falls face first to the mat.

Keenan: This is why he's one half of the Tag Team Champions. He may look like a joke with his dancing around and modelling and what not he is a fierce competitor and Eli Sweeney is finding that out first hand.

Daniels: Eli is starting to stir as Belanger is following it up he hits Eli with a big time lariat knocking him off his feet and tags in Brian. Brian jumps in over the top rope and starts stomping away at Eli. He goes for a cover and he gets a 2. Brian now on his feet as he turns and is taunting Kabuki. Kabuki now however jumps into the ring and is absolutely pummeling Brian Blaze! Lefts, rights, kicks and ends it with a big stiff kick tot he side of the head sending Brian down in the corner as Belanger is now in the ring and NAILS Kabuki with that Ballroom Blitz. Kabuki is out cold now as he is on the outside of the ring.

Keenan: Kabuki trying to cheat he's not supposed to be there now attacking Brian good thing Belanger comes in and helps out his partner as he turns to Sweeney who is still down and seems to be setting up the Two Step.....HE HITS IT!

Daniels: Now Brian is on his feet as Eli is completely out of it. He lifts Eli up and is apparently just adding more as this is over. He grabs him and hits him with the Blaze of Glory package piledriver. He gets the cover 1.....2.....3! This one is all over!

-The bell rings as Brian rolls off and is still grabbing his head after the Kabuki kick and Belanger is in the ring with his title over his head and Grace at his side. Brian now with a microphone in hand as he starts speaking.-

Brian: What we just went ahead and proved was. You can put any two people across the ring from us. We are still going to be the Tag Team Champions. Combat Pro you can bring in all the talent you want. At the end of the day. The best is standing right here in the middle of it. The Talent Brian Blaze....

Brian then hands the microphone over to Belanger.

Belanger: It's pronounced, BEEH LAAAHHHN GEEEEEEERRRR!

-Sexy Results once again begins to play as the two man grab their titles and leave the ring.-

Daniels: In an unscheduled match Brian Blaze and Belanger delivered the message they were looking to send. They're the top dogs of the tag team division.

Keenan: And, I don't see that changing any time soon.

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-The shot comes back to Jessica Towers in the ring...-

Towers: Our opening bout of the night is schedule for one fall with a fifteen minute time limit!

-'X Gonna Give It To Ya' by DMX hits...the fans get up out of their seats!-

Towers: INTRODUCING FIRST, FROM LAS VEGAS NEVADA...THIS IS 'THE STAR' JASON X!!!!!

-Jason X comes bounding out of the entrance way and the fans give it up! He sprints down the ramp slapping some hands on the way, hopping up to the apron...he looks out at the crowd and grips the top rope, leapfrogging into the center of the ring...he shoots up into a corner and throws his hands out wide.-

Towers: AND HIS OPPONENT...HE IS A FORMER COMBAT PRO X-DIVISION CHAMPION AND THE LONGEST REIGNING ONE ON RECORD...GIVE IT UP FOR KRIMZON BLAZE!!!!!

-The fans get even louder! Blaze comes out on to the stage as 'A Cut Above' by Avery Watts plays him in to the arena....Blaze shoots down the ramp and slides in under the bottom rope, spinning up to his feet...he stops himself short in front of Jason X and backs up across the ring, slapping each of his shoulders with a smirk...Blaze is ready.-

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Daniels: Here we go, Mind...this match is an important one...Krimzon Blaze is heading into the Ultimate X Chamber at Hatewave for a chance to regain the X-Division Championship, and if he can pull off a win here against another frequent X-Divsion competitor it will be a huge boost to his momentum.

-Blaze and Jason X circle...Blaze lazily swipes for a leg, Jason X hops away...Jason X crouches down and Blaze follows suit...both men lock up...-

Keenan: Jason X is probably looking for a chance to get in the chamber too...our titles are legit.

-Blaze backs Jason X up into a corner...the ref asks for a clean break and he gets it. Jason X suddenly charges out of the corner...Blaze counters with an arm drag...Jason X flips over Blaze's body but lands on his feet! Jason X twists and goes for a spinning heel kick...Blaze rolls through on the mat and pops back up behind him.-

Daniels: So agile...both Blaze and Jason X still sizing each other up here...another lockup...Jason X drops down and armdrags Blaze over this time...and Jason X keeps the arm in his grasp.

-Blaze tries to pry Jason X's hands off of his arm...he lays flat on his back and then kips up! He twists his own arm and slips behind Jason X's back turning Jason's own hold into a hammerlock...Jason X reaches back and grabs Blaze's head flinging him over his own shoulder back down to the mat! The fans are into it!-

Daniels: Blaze back up, Blaze back down...AND JASON X LACES HIM WITH A KICK TO THE BACK!!!!!

-Blaze has the crowd's sympathy as he howls in pain! Jason X stays on him, gripping his head to pull him back up to his feet...Blaze brings a knee up into his gut to force the release! Blaze shoots backwards into the ropes and rebounds hard, nailing Jason X with a flying cross body.-

Daniels: Blaze hit a big time cross body...holding it for the pin now...referee Jason Humel is in position but Jason X kicks out before the one!

Keenan: I gotta hand it to these spot monkey's, they know how to put on an entertaining match.

Daniels: Cut it out. Blaze in control now...picks Jason X back up and whips him into the corner...Jason X left wide open as Blaze LEAPS UP TO THE TOP ROPE...BLAZE RUNNING ACROSS IT LIKE AN ACROBAT...NAILS JASON X WITH A PICTURE PERFECT DROPKICK!!!!!!

-THE FANS GIVE IT UP BIG TIME FOR THAT!!!!!-

KB: THAT WAS FOR YOU EP!!!!!

Daniels: Krimzon Blaze letting this crowd know that he has not forgotten the betrayl of his former friend El Pablo...that dropkick was for him.

Keenan: Oh please. Get over it, kid.

Daniels: Easier said than done, Mind. Those two are former tag team partners, former best friends...El Pablo's turn shocked the world, including Krimzon Blaze.

Keenan: Yeah well El Pablo moved on and he should too.

-Jason X is groggy...he pushes himself up from the mat on all fours...Blaze is there to meet him sticking Jason's head between his thighs...he throws his arms out and then grips Jason around the waist...-

Daniels: Look out here...BLAZE IS LOOKING FOR THE OUT-OF-NOWHERE...

-...but Jason X stands up in the midst of Blaze's attempted Canadian Destroyer, and spikes the absolute dog fuck out of KB with an Alabama Slam!!!!! The fans groan!!!!!-

Keenan: Ha ha ha...wow!

Daniels: Blaze's head just bounced off the mat like a basketball! Blaze is down and just that fast the momentum has shifted in this match!

-Jason X suddenly takes off...he leaps into the air and springboard's off of the second rope, nailing KB with a lionsault on the mat!-

Daniels: Moonsault by Jason X on the downed Krimzon Blaze...and Jason X hooks the leg...

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Daniels: JASON X FIGURED HE HAD IT RIGHT THERE...quickly getting over it though as he rips Blaze back up off of the mat...Blaze on wobbly legs...Jason X wakes him up with a forearm shot!

Keenan: Blaze sent stumbling backwards like a drunk Juggalo at a crappy music festival...Jason X follows up with another shot...Blaze in against the ropes here...Jason X fires him off...

Daniels: Blaze rebounds...JASON X LEAPS UP...HURRICANRANA!!!!!

-THE FANS POP FOR IT!!!!-

Daniels: Jason X straddling Blaze after that hurricanrana...and now he's lacing the former X-Division Champion with right hands...Jason X is turning up the aggression!

Keenan: He has to if he wants to keep his head above water in Combat Pro!

Daniels: You aren't kidding...Jason X stepping off of Krimzon Blaze as he shouts at this crowd...Jason X wants this victory.

-KB staggers back up to his feet. Jason X hits the ropes and charges Blaze...Blaze throws a sloppy right but Jason X baseball slides between his legs and pops back up! Blaze turns and rusn at Jason X, who nails KB with a lightning quick headscissors sending KB flying between the first and second ropes and out to the floor!-

The fans: Ja-son X! Ja-son X! Ja-son X!

Daniels: BLAZE JUST LANDED ON THE OUTSIDE...JASON X TAKING ANOTHER RUN AT THE OPPOSITE ROPES...JASON X THINKING SUICIDE DIVE HERE...BUT BLAZE SLIDES BACK IN...

Keenan: Jason X hurdled himself over the rope...on the apron now...slingshot back in...face to face with KB again...and Jason X able to catch Blaze with an elbow to the side of the head!

Daniels: KB up against the ropes again...Jason X charges one more time -- oh!!!!!

-KB drills Jason X in the thigh meat with an elbow sending Jason X flipping onto his back!!!!-

Daniels: Rough landing there....Jason X trying to get back up...

-SMACK!!!!!!-

Daniels: AND KB NAILS HIM WITH A RUNNING YAKUZA KICK TO THE FACE SENDING JASON X TO THE FLOOR THIS TIME...and right into the barricade MAN...that was a brutal shot!!!!

The fans: BLAZE! BLAZE! BLAZE! BLAZE!

Keenan: Ref's starting the count here...Jason X isn't too quick to get up.

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Daniels: Blaze trying to shake off that whirlwind assault at the hands of Jason X...let's take a look at it again right here...

-A slow motion replay of the kick to Jason X's head plays in a split screen as the referee reaches two.-

Daniels: That was a hell of a kick, Mind. And now look at this...Krimzon Blaze is back up to his feet...BLAZE CHARGES INTO THE CORNER AND LEAPS UP....CORKSCREW MOONSAULT ON TO JASON X AS X GETS TO HIS FEET!!!!!!

-THE CROWD EXPLODES!!!!!-

Keenan: ...Whoa.

Daniels: HIGH PRAISE FROM THE MIND RIGHT THERE FOLKS...THE AERIAL SPECIALIST SHOWING US WHERE HE GETS HIS NICKNAME FROM THERE...AND BLAZE IS THE FIRST ONE BACK UP TO HIS FEET!

-KB picks Jason X up off of the concrete floor and rolls him in under the bottom rope. He throws a fist up at the fans and they give it up for him again!!!!-

Daniels: Blaze up on the apron now...Jason X laid out...BLAZE SPRINGBOARDS IN...JASON X LIFTS A FOOT INTO THE JAW OF KRIMZON BLAZE!

-Blaze stumbles back into the ropes...Jason X stands up...he charges in at Blaze...-

Daniels: Jason X charging...WAIT BLAZE CATCHES HIM...BLAZE CATCHES JASON X AND HOISTS HIM UP ON HIS SHOULDERS...AND KRIMZON BLAZE NAILS THE KODE OF SILENCE!!!!!!

-THE FANS POP FOR IT BIG TIME!!!! JASON X TEETERS OVER AND LANDS FLAT ON HIS BACK...BLAZE HOPS ON TOP FOR THE PIN.-

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Daniels: And that's it! Krimzon Blaze picks up a HUGE win heading in to the Ultimate X Chamber at Hatewave!

Keenan: I think Jason X is missing some teeth right about now!

-The referee raises Blaze's hand...the fans give it up big time for the former X-Division Champ!!!!!-

-Shot cuts to the back where Ryan Lewis is standing outside a door, he knocks and then walks into the room.-

Ryan Lewis: Excuse me, Xavier….

-The camera man turns the corner here Xavier is sitting lacing up his boots for his match tonight against Boulder, he looks at the camera man and then back to Ryan.-

Xavier Reid: Did I say come in? You know I have a match I'm trying to get ready for right?

Ryan Lewis: Yes, it's an exciting night for us and our fans, your debut match in Combat Pro and a sort of a return to action for our loyal fans and I wanted to try and get a quick word…

Xavier Reid: A quick word, why do you people say that, it's never quick word, you stand there asking the stupidest questions trying to sound smarter than you really are and the entire time we just really want to walk away, is this how it works here in Combat Pro, they give guys like you unlimited access to us for these little interviews? They allow you to just walk into our locker rooms uninvited mind you and force us to submit to you riveting questions?

Ryan Lewis: Um…well….

Xavier Reid: Um well, you are off to an outstanding start Ryan!

Ryan Lewis: It's been 4 years since you have been inside our ring, any nerves about stepping back into the ring here tonight?

Xavier Reid: Really, that's the question you want to lead off with, you act like I've been sitting on my ass for the past 4 years, doing nothing at all just waiting for my chance to come back?

Ryan Lewis: No, we all know what you went on to do, what you have accomplished since the last time we have seen you…

Xavier Reid: But you think climbing into the ring with Boulder is going to cause the butterflies to start to flutter in the old stomach, do you really think that highly of this guys? You think this match ranks up there with facing Nick Alexander, Buzzsaw, Jakob or even AC? You think this match is going to cause me to get a little nervous, more so than competing for a World Title?

Ryan Lewis: I'm not trying to compare the two Xavier but it would be normal to have a little nerves tonight, you are coming into a company where you haven't been in a long time, facing a guy you know nothing about with the eyes of the world watching.

Xavier Reid: It's cute that you think I'm concerned with Boulder, it really is, listen this guy has nothing on me, he is so far out of his league the only feeling I have is pity, pity for the guy that Combat Pro is tossing him in the deep in when he can't swim, I don't know who he pissed off to draw this match but he might want to look into this, see Boulder is someone who this place has hope for, someone that could one day be someone, me, THEY KNOW WHO I AM, I AM ALREADY SOMEONE IN THIS BUSINESS and tonight he is my tool to send a message to the rest of the Combat Pro roster, that nobody is safe, nobody is out of my reach, I tried to come in here all nice but I was reminded last week this is a business and tonight I'm all business!

Ryan Lewis: You are of course talking about the interruption of one Eric Collum, the Combat Pro Intercontinental Champion…

Xavier Reid: Yeah I'm speaking of your Intercontinental Champion, a man who clearly didn't get the memo of just who the hell he was interrupting, see that shit mine work on these other guys back here, they all believe the hype that is Eric Collum, all I see is a guy trying like hell to live up to who he USE to be, see that shit will work on all the rest of these guys here, guys that saw you years ago and remember just how good you once was but me, not so much Eric, I see the guy that once could have been great but now is riding the coat tails of better men, these people don't fear you as much as they fear the guys you run with, the fear those men, so they respect you, because of them, not because of you but me, well I could care less who you are or who you run with, you stepped inside my ring last week, you got in my face and tried to act like the man you aren't and NOBODY TALKS TO ME LIKE THAT!!! You weren't even on my radar Eric but congratulations I now know who Eric Collum is but that's not always a good thing pal, for your shakes I hope Ryan and El Pablo pulled you aside and talked some sense into you, I hope for your sake our paths don't cross again because if not, sadly I will expose you for the myth you truly are Eric, I will pull back the curtain and the world will see what I already know, YOU ARE NOT THE MAN THEY ALL THINK YOU ARE!!! Now I know someone will run this back to you, they will come running to kiss your ass but for your sake I hope common sense kicks in and I don't see your face tonight or any night soon, do yourself a favor Eric, run along and enjoy that little belt, be proud of what you have going on here, continue beating the small fish in this company and do not, DO NOT DRAW MY ATTENTION TO YOU EVER AGAIN, it won't be pleasant, you have been warned Eric, now let's see how smart you really are!

-Xavier stands up and walks from the locker room leaving Ryan and the camera man behind.-

-We are met with "Hero" by Pop Evil when we return to the ring. The former X-Division champion, Wes Hartley walks out on stage to a pop from the crowd. Wes is dressed in a black tshirt, jeans and brown boots. He walks down the ring, with the familiar serious look on his face. Wes makes his way around the ring to pick up a mic before climbing into the ring. Wes waits a few seconds to let the crowd quiet down before talking.-

Wes: So I know that you all want to know what is going on with me. I lost my X title at Ultraviolent Retribution and followed that up by losing to Tim Timmons. What's the deal? Has Wes Hartley lost his edge? I'll explain it all later. There's more than what's seen. Know that.

-Wes takes a breath, and raises the mic back to his mouth, about to speak again, when a familiar voice is heard.-

Decker: Oh Westin! We all know what happened to you. You can't get over the beating I put on you.

-The fans turn into MAJOR heat as Decker Watts steps out on the stage...he rubs his palm on the X-Division title around his waist with a smike.

Wes: You didn't beat me. You got lucky.

Decker: If I didn't beat you, why do I have this?

-Decker points to the X-Division championship in a suggestive way, almost pointing at his crotch.-

Decker: It looks much better on me doesn't it? Bigger too.

Wes: Must be the pleats.

-The crowd pops with laughter, and Decker tries to get the crowd to stop laughing.-

Wes: Now, I have a great idea, why don't you come down to this ring, put that title on the line tonight. We're both headed to the Ultimate X match, we'll just see who gets to walk into that match as the X champ.

-Decker thinks for a moment before answering.-

Decker: I have a better idea. Why don't you kiss my butt, Hardly? Why don't you pucker up and kiss these Decktacular buns? You tried to goad me into a match last week and it didn't work...what makes you think you're going to get a shot at my belt tonight?! Are you drunk or something? You're probably drunk, I mean that's what I'd be doing if I was a loser with a loser life like you. I'd be getting wasted all the time! Kiss it!

-Decker turns around and bends over to point at his ass. Wes begins to show his anger.-

Wes: I think you have a guy for that? Or do you kiss his ass?

-Decker turns around with a big smile on his face.-

Decker: I don't have a guy for that, but I do have a woman that does it pleeeeenty for me. Just take a look at this!

-Decker points above him to the large screen. A picture of Decker squatting over the head of Wes' mom while she lies in her bed is shown. Obviously photoshopped, but still enough to set Wes off. Wes drops the mic and heads up the ramp to get his hands on Decker...-

Daniels: Here we go...WES HARTLEY HAS HAD ENOUGH OF DECKER WATTS...AND HE'S CHARGING UP THE RAMP AFTER THE X-DIVISION CHAMPION!!!!!

-THE FANS POP FOR IT...Decker tucks tail and runs through the curtain. The camera continues to follow the two on the chase, and a multitude of backstage workers jump out of their way as Wes and Decker make their way to the parking garage.-

Wes: GET BACK HERE YOU CHICKEN SHIT!!!!! YOU'RE A DEAD MAN!!!!!

-A quick turn to the left leads into the parking garage, and here Decker loses Wes. Wes slows and looks between cars, searching for Decker...-

Wes: C'mon out punk...come get knocked the fuck out.

-Suddenly, the screech of tires are heard and Wes jumps just in time out of the way. A black convertible is just inches from hitting Wes. The car turns to the exit and Decker stands up in the passenger seat with the X title.

Decker: Just give up! It's my belt! I won it fair and square and just like a hug from your mommy...you'll never ever have it again!!!!!

-The car squeals out of the lot as Decker slinks back in...Wes charges into a row of cars and rips the door to one of them open...the car comes to life and Wes speeds out of the lot right on Watts' tail!!!!-

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Up next...the debuting CROCKETT BROTHERS take on TOTAL MAYHEM!!!!! If you have the Combat Pro App, that is.

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-The camera cuts to the ring where Jessica Towers is standing.-

Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first….from The Woods of Cleveland Ohio….weighing in tonight at 295lbs…. 'THE MOUTAIN MAN' JOSHUA NEWSOME!!!!!!

-'Cowboy Way' by Hell Yeah plays and Joshua Newsome walks out from behind the curtain to the boos from the Combat Pro audience.-

Daniels: Newsome a real monster here in Combat Pro will be a real test for the newcomer tonight.

Keenan: We don't play games here in Combat Pro, there are no easy night against jerk offs or men past their prime, every night here is a battle and Joshua Newsome looks like a man not in a good mood here tonight.

Daniels: And that may not be good news for The Lone Wanderer here tonight.

-Newsome climbs into the ring and storms past referee Jason Humel ignoring me and the fans ringside still giving him the business.-

Towers: And his opponent….from Cambridge England….weighing in at 200lbs…..being accompanied to the ring by Princess and making his Combat Pro debut….. 'THE LONE WANDERE' THRAX!!!!!!!!!!!

-'Famous Last Words' by My Chemical Romance blast out the speakers as Princess walks out first to a huge pop from the Combat Pro fans. She walks to the front of the ramp and then turns and points back to the curtain and Thrax walks out.-

Daniels: Welcome to Combat Pro Thrax!!!!

Keenan: I don't get it, this is the guy we are suppose to be getting excited about? I mean hell I'm still trying to understand how someone like him landed a piece of tail like Princess!

-Thrax and Princess walks to the ring slide into the ring, Thrax climbs to the middle turnbuckle and raises his arms into the ring.-

Daniels: Thrax was voted as the one to watch out for in 2013 and I have to agree, if you haven't seen this young man in action you are in for a treat.

Keenan: Yes you better not blink because this so called 'One to watch for in 2013' is going up against a man twice his size and a man that looks pissed at the world, you better enjoy Thrax tonight because I have a feeling we won't be seeing him against after The Mountain Man breaks him in half.

-DING! DING! DING!-

Daniels: Well Thrax holds the ropes open for Princess to exit the ring but look at Newsome!!!

Keenan: He's not waiting for anything, the bell has rung and he's charging in!!!

Daniels: And Newsome with a huge clubbing forearm to the back of Thrax's head and Princess just made it out of the ring in time!!!

Keenan: That is exactly why you don't being your lady to the ring!!!

Daniels: Newsome grabs Thrax around the throat with both hands and sends him flying into the corner and follows it up with a running elbow to the side of the face that drops Thrax on his ass.

Keenan: You never and I mean EVER take your eyes off a guy like Joshua Newsome!!!

Daniels: Newsome pulling Thrax up by his hair and send him right back down with a monstrous head butt. The big man is now looking down at Princess….HOLY CRAP IS HE SMILING AT HER!?!

Keenan: No, he's….oh crap he is smiling at her and he's saying something to her!

Daniels: He's taunting her as he picks Thrax up AND LIFTS HIM HIGH OVER HIS HEAD, INCREDIBLE SHOW OF STRENGTH AND SIMPLY WALKS FORWARD AND DROPS THRAX BEHIND HIM!!!!

Keenan: This is a complete mismatch here tonight!!!

Daniels: This all started when Newsome attacked Thrax when his back was turned!!!

Keenan: Did the bell ring? Then it wasn't a sneak attack, THE MATCH HAD STARTED!!!

Daniels: Newsome seems to be enjoying himself as he continues to look over at Princess and smile at her.

Keenan: He's probably never seen someone that pretty in Cleveland Ohio, let's face it, most of the pretty girls move out of state!!

Daniels: Thrax getting to his feet here but Newsome on him, grabs his by the arm and sends him to the rope, Thrax rebounds and is floored by a huge clothesline.

Keenan: Newsome saying it's over and he might be right!!!

Daniels: Newsome covers and Jason Humel is in position…..

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Keenan: He's not the only one!!!

Daniels: NEWSOME PUSHES THRAX BACK DOWN AND TELLS THE REF TO COUNT….

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Keenan: It's not smart to piss off a man this size!!

Daniels: Newsome rips Thrax up and sends him to the ropes BUT THRAX JUMPS ON THE MIDDLE ROPE AND SPRINGBOARDS OFF AND NAILS NEWSOME WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!

Keenan: But he didn't take him off his feet!

Daniels: NO BUT IT HAS HIM ON HIS HEALS, THRAX QUICKLY FOLLOWS IT UP WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF NEWSOME'S HEAD AND THEN LIFT HIS OFF HIS FEET WITH A EUROPEAN UPPERCUT!!!

Keenan: Newsome down!!

Daniels: THRAX TO THE CORNER….HE JUMPS TO THE MIDDLE ROPE THEN TO THE TOP ROPE….SPRINGS OFF…..PATH TO REDEMPTION!!!!

Keenan: He landed that moonsault perfectly!!!

Daniels: But he isn't wasting time…Thrax right back to work runs to the ropes….spring boards off the ropes AND THE PAST IS GONE!!!!!

Keenan: That leg drop came right down across the throat of The Mountain Man!

Daniels: Newsome trying regroup here and rolls into the corner but Thrax once again on the move AND COMES RUNNING IN AND NAILS A DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF THE SEATED JOSHUA NEWSOME!!!!

Keenan: Newsome rolling out of the ring to try and regroup….

Daniels: BUT THRAX NOT HAVING IT…..SUICIDE DIVE THROUGH THE ROPES THAT SENDS NEWSOME CRASHING HARD INTO THE RAIL!!!!

Keenan: What the hell is Jason Humel doing?

Daniels: He's starting his count as both men are outside the ring.

Keenan: No, he should have forced Thrax back and allowed Joshua to get back into the ring…

Daniels: Says the man praising Newsome's earlier actions! Now Thrax is rolling Newsome back into the ring…Newsome up on his knees as Thrax gets into the ring….Thrax runs AND AX KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF THE MOUNTAIN MAN!!!!

Keenan: Newsome's face bounced off the mat…

Daniels: THRAX COVERS……

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Daniels: BUT NEWSOME KICKS OUT!!! Keenan: Clearly Newsome is still on dream street here.

Daniels: And Thrax sees this and hooks Newsome around the waist…

Keenan: NO WAY HE LIFTS THE MOUNTAIN MAN!!!!

Daniels: HE DOES JUST THAT….STANDING TILT-A-WHIRL GUTBUSTER!!!!!

-The fans pop for such a huge show of strength.-

Daniels: NEWSOME STUMBLES TO A KNEE AND THEN INTO THE CORNER….

Keenan: He's still doubled up and he comes out of the corner, he may have broken a rib…

Daniels: Thrax grabs him from behind….around the head….he twists….END OF SANITY!!!!!!!!!

Keenan: NEWSOME IS OUT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

Daniels: THRAX COVERS……

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Towers: The winner of this match…. 'THE LONE WANDERER' THRAX!!!!!!!!

Daniels: And what an incredible debut here tonight for Thrax!!!

Keenan: He was in there with a real test here tonight and a tip of my cap for the newcomer.

Daniels: The rest of Combat Pro needs to take notice here….THRAX MEANS BUSINESS!!!!

-Thrax exits the ring and picks up Princess and spins her around as they walk up the ramp.-

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-The shot cuts to the back, once again focused on Ryan Lewis standing in front of an Overdrive logo. He's wearing a button down white shirt with a sports jacket over it. He puts the mic up to his mouth and looks into the camera with a smile on his face.-

Ryan: Ladies and Gentlemen, right now I'd like to introduce to you my guest at this time. The new Combat Pro Television Champion, Zandrous.

-The crowd boos loudly as Zandrous walks on screen. The Television Championship around his waist and his wife, Lucia, on his arm. A lack of emotion on his face as he looks down at Ryan Lewis who is noticably intimidated by the man before him.-

Ryan: Ah..(clears throat)..well, Zandrous thank you for coming in to do this interview.

-Zandrous just glares at him, still silent with that menacing demeanor.-

Ryan: Right, um, so just recently you won the Combat Pro Television Championship in a hard fought match against the former champion, Daniel Ward, in your debut match. Tell me what are your thoughts on winning championship gold in your first match within the C-Pro ring?

-Zandrous inhales slowly and then looks at his wife before returning his gaze back at Ryan, who is now getting more nervous as the moments start to tick by.-

Zandrous: My feelings on winning the Television Championship in my first match is simply gratifying. I came in and did what I said I would do. I walked away with the championship in hand. I proved I was smarter than my opponent, stronger than my opponent and quicker than my opponent.

Ryan: Well, to be honest, you didnt really dominate him like you said you would.

-Zandrous eyebrows raise slightly at the comment and gets in Ryan's face.-

Zandrous: Domination isnt all about power. I got inside his head. I pushed his body to a limit he's not use to. He had to keep an eye on what Lucia was doing outside the ring and keep an eye on me. By keeping his focus divided I put him in a weak position. While I may have had an off night and fell victim to his menuvers more often than not, I still had a plan. Can I dominate him? Yes. Did I dominate him? Not the way I intended. But even when he did have the upper hand, he was always keeping an eye at ringside. Even when he had me locked in his Dragon Sleeper, he was still keeping his focus divided. And even with all of his energy and power, he couldnt make me tap. He couldnt break me.

Ryan: True enough. You did indeed keep him on his toes. The threat of interference from Lucia was always a possibility after her initial involvement during the match. But even still, you came in talking about physical supremecy and even after all of that boasting you still didnt manage to get him down for more than two.

-Zandrous cracks a small grin and pats Ryan hard on the cheek with his right hand.-

Zandrous: You know, I have to say. You have must have a set on you to keep running your mouth like that. I can respect that. Here's the thing, I didnt need to get him down for the count. I had studied up on him and before the match began I knew that there was a way to get this victory if things went sour. So during the match I focused on his back and upper body. By the time he started to pull off that belly to back suplex combo I knew I had him. He was struggling to get me up. And when he put me down for the third one in a row and went for the pin, I knew he wasnt going to be able to arch his back enough to get his shoulders up. I may be strong, but I'm also smart. In situations like this when you strength isnt the defining factor in a match, your wit and intellect are your greatest asset. And thats just what happened. I outmatched him from the word go. I'd studied up on him, with the help of Lucia, and put together a battle plan. And here I stand before you, the new champion.

-Ryan nods nervously.-

Ryan: I see. Well that's very enlightening. Um, thank you for your time here today. Is there anything else you'd like to add before we bring the interview to a close?

Zandrous: I do Ryan. (He unlactches the championship from around his waist and holds it up next to his face) This is a notice to anyone on the roster. If you think you can take this championship from around my waist, you're more than welcome to try. I'm issuing right here, right now, an open challenge. Whether it be the former champion Daniel Ward or anyone else on the C-Pro roster. I'm available every week in that ring and I'll put my title on the line. I dont care how good you think you are, I can guarentee you that I'm not only as good as you but that I'm far superior than anyone else in that ring. So boys, you better start getting in line. Because the main attraction on C-Pro Television is right here.

-Zandrous walks off screen as Ryan looks on. His relief very evident as he turns to the camera.-

Ryan: There you have it everyone. The Television Champion issuing a challenge to anyone, any week. We may be in for some great match ups in the near future with this revelation folks. I'm Ryan Lew-

-Suddenly Ryan is caught offguard by a boot to the face. The impact is so intense that it echoes in the backstage area. The camera pans to show Zandrous standing there with a smile on his face. He squats down next to Ryan, whose laying there in a semi-fetal position holding his head.-

Zandrous: Maybe next time you'll know your place. Don't cross me. Don't mock me. I have little patience for wise-ass dipshits, like you. Next time you will show proper respect to your Television Champion. Otherwise, you may just end up getting cancelled.

-Zandrous chuckles a little as he walks off again. The camera keeps focus on Ryan as Zandrous laughs off screen. The image fades to black as someone walks into the scene to check on him.-

-The scene cuts back to ringside at the announcers' table in front of Jarred Daniels and Barry Keenan.

Daniels: Folks, next we have two returns to the Combat Pro ring. Both Boulder and Xavier Reid ha--

"Taking You Down" by Egypt Central cuts him off and rips through the arena accompanied by a wave of boos.

Keenan: They may both have the same luck against Eric Collum! The Intercontinental champ may be here to answer Xavier Reid's challenge face to face!

-Eric Collum walks out onto the stage wearing the usual blue jeans, t-shirt, and skater shoe combo with the Combat Pro Intercontinental title draped over his shoulder. He takes his time walking down the ramp with a cocky grin on his face, but he doesn't enter the ring. Instead, he slowly walks around the side with his eyes coming to rest and fixate on the announce team.-

Daniels: Is he coming over here?!

Keenan: Maybe he heard all that trash you keep talking about him!

-Collum approaches the announce table and jerks the steel chair out from under the time keeper and sets it up next to Barry Keenan. He folds his title on the table and sits down while attempting to put on a headset.-

Collum: Well hello there, ladies!

Keenan: What an honor!

Daniels: Give it a rest, Mind! I for one think we were better off as we were, but I suppose with the prospect of a title challenge up in the air and the challenger in the ring, you--

Collum: Shut your fucking mouth. You watch your tone J.D. or I'll reach over there and slap the taste out of your mouth just like I did to Xavier Reid. I'm only here 'cause I got a message to send to that punk.

"Warning" by Uncle Murda takes over the public address system and the fans react with a wave of boos much less obvious than their previous boos, and a wave of cheers mixed in between from the Boulder fans as he makes his way out onto the stage.

Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall...introducing first, weighing in at three hundred twenty-six pounds...from Brooklyn, New York...BOULDER!!!

Boulder makes his way down the ramp and climbs into the ring. He plays to his fans a bit as his music winds down.

Daniels: Boulder making his return here since--

Collum: Since I returned to Combat Pro and beat him like I said I would.

Daniels: Well that wasn't his last match and I was going to say a few weeks, before I was rudely interrupted again.

Collum: Get used to it. Nobody wants to hear you talk any--

-"Cochise" by Audioslave rips through his sentence and a look of aggravation washes over his face as the fans explode behind him.-

Towers: And his opponent, weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds...from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada...he is the CEW World Heavyweight champion...XAVIER REID!!!

-Xavier Reid walks out onto the stage carrying that backpack containing the last remnants of a shattered company. He marches down to the ring with a smile on his face, his eyes staring past the ring and burning holes through Collum.-

Collum: What are you lookin' at son? I ain't no fuckin' steak!

-Xavier nods his head at Collum and slides into the ring. He hands over his bag and stares down at Collum at the table. He smirks one last time and turns toward Boulder as the referee signals for the bell.-

Daniels: David Christopherson calls for the bell and this one is under way!

-Boulder raises a hand for a test of strength and Xavier cautiously does the same. He reaches up toward the outstretched hand but Boulder doubles him over with a kick to the gut! Boulder follows up with a few snap jabs, rocking Reid back on his heels and eventually backing him into the ropes. Boulder grabs him and whips him across the ring. Reid rebounds off the opposite ropes and Boulder lays him out with a clothesline!-

Collum: That's what I'm talkin' about!

Daniels: Oh would you--that really is the only reason you came down here isn't it? To see to it that Xavier Reid takes a few good hits, soften him up for you!

Collum: I would wrestle circles around that douchebag on my deathbed. I don't need Boulder to soften him up, but I'd be lyin' if I said that wasn't damn entertaining!

-Boulder reaches down and hauls Xavier Reid to his feet. Xavier denies him the chance to continue his assault and throws a quick jab to Boulder's jaw. He follows with another right, then a left, then a European Uppercut! Boulder spins around, holding his jaw. He turns back around and Xavier charges, Shining Wizard! Boulder crumples to the mat and Reid rolls over and pushes himself up, looking right at Collum.-

Daniels: It looks as though he's got a message to send to you as well, champ!

-Collum returns Reid's stare.-

Collum: Jarred, I swear to God, if you don't shut the fuck up the only messages you're going to get are 'Get Well' cards in a hospital room.

-Reid turns away from Collum and refocuses on Boulder. Boulder pushes himself up to one knee and Reid starts unleashing a series of kicks to Boulder's head and chest! Boulder manages to block a few of the shots on his way to his feet, but Reid drops him back down with a dropkick to the knee! He wastes no time, hooks Boulder's head, Snap DDT! He rolls over for the cover.-

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Kickout!!!

Daniels: Reid going for a quick pin here, not gonna do it!

Keenan: It's going to take more than that!

-Reid argues with the referee, but to no avail. He turns back to the rising Boulder and lifts him the rest of the way to his feet, but Boulder explodes out of his grasp and delivers a few quick jabs to Reid's jaw and midsection! Reid takes a wild swing back at him but Boulder ducks it and hooks his arms around Reid...T-bone Suplex!-

Collum: Hah! Did you see that?! He flung him like a rag doll!

Daniels: I can remember a few moments like that in your match with Bo--

Keenan: I'd quit while I'm ahead if I were you, J.D.!

-Boulder moves quickly toward Reid. He grabs him by the hair on the back of his head and yanks him up to his feet. He throws a knee into Reid's midsection, doubling him over, and picks him up in a fallaway position. He lifts Reid up and slams him down back first into his knee with a Backbreaker, then another! Then he spins around and slams Reid hard on the mat!-

Keenan: Wow! A double backbreaker into a Powerslam, that's gotta hurt!

Collum: I love it!

Daniels: Just like that, Boulder back in the driver's seat!

-Boulder wanders over to the corner of the ring, yelling at the fans in the front row to shut up. He turns to the ringpost and begins untying the pad around the top turnbuckle.-

Daniels: Wait a minute, come on! Boulder's taking off that damn turnbuckle pad!

Collum: Good! Xavier Reid's about to find out how we roll in Combat Pro!

-The referee yells at Boulder, demanding he reverse his defacement, but Boulder ignores him. Boulder walks back over to Reid, picks him up, and whips him into the corner. Reid crashes chest first into the turnbuckle!-

Daniels: Dammit! Reid's sternum just got crushed by that exposed turnbuckle!

Collum: Boulder ain't done yet!

-Just as he says that, Boulder charges into the corner toward Reid! Xavier ducks, drop toe hold driving Boulder's face into the exposed steel!-

Keenan: That may be the turning point!

Collum: The hell it is!

-Boulder falls to the ground and Xavier takes to the air. He climbs up to the top rope, turns and points down at Collum.-

Collum: Fuck you!

-Reid turns back toward the ring, sizes Boulder up, and leaps...-

Daniels: X Marks the Spot!! He nai--NO! Boulder got his knees up a split second before impact!!!

-Reid flops over on the mat, holding his ribs and sputtering for air.-

Collum: Look at this shit, he can't even finish a damn match against Boulder. Xavier Reid doesn't belong in the ring with me, and I'm about to prove it.

-Collum stands up from the announce table and grabs his Intercontinental title before rolling into the ring under the bottom rope. The referee tries to herd him back out of the ring but Collum just pushes him aside. He looks down at Reid, then over at the rising Boulder. He watches Boulder stand up and turn around, then blasts him in the face with the title! He looks back at the stirring Reid and rolls back out of the ring with his title.-

Daniels: What the hell?! Eric Collum just laid out Boulder! What's he playing at?!

Keenan: Boulder is out, he's not moving!...but Reid is! Xavier Reid just noticed the out-cold Boulder!

Daniels: He doesn't even know what just happened! He never saw Collum!

Keenan: He crawls over, Reid with the cover!

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-The bell rings and "Cochise" hits the speakers again. Xavier Reid rolls over on his back, trying to catch his breath.-

Towers: Here is your winner...XAVIERRR REEEID!!!

Daniels: Wait a minute! Collum's back in the ring with that Intercontinental title!

-The music slowly dies down as Eric Collum moves around behind Xavier Reid while he pushes himself up to a knee in the corner of the ring.-

Keenan: This doesn't look good for Reid!

Daniels: Collum's a coward! He's going to attack his challenger from behind here!

-Collum waits as Xavier Reid makes it to his feet. He slowly turns...Collum charges...Reid sees him coming and DUCKS UNDER THE TITLE! Both men turn right around into each other. Reid rears his fist back but Collum drops down and rolls out of the ring! The fans boo as he retreats up the ramp.-

Daniels: Look at that! As soon as he's up against face to face confrontation he runs like a scolded dog with his tail between his legs!

Keenan: Everything this man does is thought out and for a reason. His plan was to take Xavier Reid out, not get into another fight with him.

Daniels: That's exactly my point! Collum can't beat Xavier unless Xavier never sees the hit coming! What kind of a champion is that?!

Keenan: He said he had a message for Xavier Reid! He can't deliver a message while the two of them are being pulled apart by security and Reid won't sit still long enough to hear him out otherwise!

-Collum is handed a microphone from one of the crew members along the ramp. He waits for the boos to subside while a fired up Xavier Reid paces in the ring.-

Collum: You see? You can't even put away somebody on your own that I defeated as a warm up after a three-and-a-half year absence from the ring. You don't belong in Combat Pro. You're not even in my league, Reid, so what makes you think you deserve a shot at a LEGITIMATE title?

-Reid turns and looks at Boulder, who has made it to his hands and knees and is dabbing his palm at the blood trickling from his forehead from the hit with the belt. Reid spins back and glares up at Collum, realization setting in.-

Collum: That's the problem with you punks today. You think you're entitled to something you didn't earn. Well this ain't a fucking Wall Street Occupant rally, so take that stupid backpack and take your ass back to where you came from before you get hurt!

-The fans boo tremendously at Collum, while Xavier Reid chuckles and shakes his head in disbelief. He looks around at the fans, then back up at Collum, and raises two middle fingers straight in his direction. The crowd explodes at Reid's reaction and Collum points down at him and screams a few inaudible four letter words away from the microphone. He waits for the fans to calm down again before continuing.-

Collum: That was your one and only free pass. You just fucked up.

-The crowd erupts again at the prospect of another fight. Collum, however, remains on the stage.-

Collum: Now I oughtta come down there and bitchslap some more respect into you...but that's just not gonna happen tonight. So I got a better idea. You want a shot at this belt? You're gonna have to earn it. And the only way you're gonna prove to me that you're worthy enough for a title shot...is to beat me. So in two weeks, on Overdrive.....your ass is mine!

Keenan: Whoa!

Daniels: Yes! We're gonna get to see it! And listen to these fans, they absolutely love it! Next Overdrive, Xavier Reid and Eric Collum with a number one contender spot for the Intercontinental title on the line for Reid!

-"Taking You Down" hits the speakers and Collum raises the Intercontinental title in the air with one arm while returning Reid's earlier one-fingered gesture with the other hand. Reid nods his head and glares back at Collum while the scene fades to commercial.-

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DANIELS: Okay folks, we're finally at that time.. MAIN EVENT TIME!

KEENAN: Yes indeed, and what a Main Event it promises to be, Jarred.. as Ryan Shane and El Pablo - the unstoppable force known as Deus eX Machina - prepare to show, once and for all, why Mike King and Big Nasty will NEVER get the chance to call themselves the Combat Pro World Heavyweight Champion!

DANIELS: A little presumptuous there, Barry.. not that I should be surprised! Those of you watching at home will, of course, recall from our last broadcast that Mike King openly laid down the challenge to Ryan Shane, inviting the Straight Edge Curse to put his beloved World Heavyweight Championship belt on the line against him... and, well, the champ didn't exactly take up the challenge.. though we'll leave it to yourselves to draw your own conclusions as to Shane's reluctance to compete.

KEENAN: There's only one conclusion to be drawn, Jarred.. Shane doesn't wanna just hand out a title shot to anybody who asks; the Combat Pro World Heavyweight Championship is the most prestigious prize in all of professional-wrestling.. you have to EARN your right to get a shot at it.. and can you honestly say, Jarred, that Mike King has looked anything close to a deserving World Heavyweight Championship contender in recent times?

DANIELS: Well, he held the Intercontinental Title for quite some time...

KEENAN: Yeah, except he never defended it.. and then, when he did, he lost it to a guy who'd only been back in the business for a cup of coffee after some two years away.. and then he lost again in the rematch!

DANIELS: Alright, alright...

KEENAN: The guy is a LOSER, Jarred.. in life as well as in wrestling!

DANIELS: ALRIGHT ALREADY! We get your point!

Suddenly, "The Bleeding" by Five Finger Death Punch hits the soundsystem, causing the crowd to erupt with a big pop as Big Nasty promptly steps out onto the stage, a smile on his face as he slowly raises a clenched fist above his head while standing at the top of the ramp.

TOWERS: The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first... from South Beach, Florida.. standing 6'11" and weighing in at 295lbs... he is "The South Beach Specimen"... BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG NASSSSSSSSSSTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!

Nasty slowly makes his way down the ramp, nodding and gesturing to the fans lining the barricades as he goes. As he reaches the floor.. he stops, and his music quickly fades out to be replaced a heartbeat later by Metallica's "St. Anger". The crowd support swells again, as a rather more stoic and serious-looking Mike King steps out through the curtain, arms swinging up by his shoulders as he marches down the ramp to join Big Nasty, who turns to look up at his partner.

TOWERS: And his tag-team partner... from Buckeye, Arizona.. weighing in at 210lbs... MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKE KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!

DANIELS: King appearing to be all business here tonight, and perhaps unsurprisingly so; you've gotta figure he's looking at this match not only as a means of proving his World Heavyweight Championship credentials to Shane.. but also to himself after what he will openly confess to being a rather rough patch of his career of late!

KEENAN: He can look all he wants, but facts are facts.. just like Big Nasty, Mike King cannot touch Ryan Shane when it come to in-ring competition!

DANIELS: That may be the prevailing opinion in some quarters, but I'll reserve judgement for now, if you don't mind.

KEENAN: I do.

DANIELS: And let's not forget, Big Nasty has his own history with the two DXM members set to be stood across the ring from him tonight; not only did he come up short in his own Championship challenge against Shane last month at Ultraviolent Retribution, but he'll also feel he has more than a little unfinished business against his former tag-team partner El Pablo!

KEENAN: But Pablo already beat Nasty, too, just after he made the greatest decision of his life and joined DXM! I'm telling you, Jarred.. this match is as big a formality as you're ever gonna see!

King and Nasty enter the ring and take up position in the far corner of the ring, discussing some last-minute strategy as King's music fades out, leaving the arena to fill with a decidedly-more negative crowd reaction in anticipation of the next arrivals.

DANIELS: You can just feel the disdain.. the raw emotions of resentment and betrayal from these Combat Pro fans towards Deus eX Machina... and you can bet your bottom dollar that those same emotions are also being keenly felt by those two men in the ring right now!

After several tantalizing moments of silence, "In The City" by Kevin Rudolf bursts onto the soundsystem, cueing the stage to become bathed in the glow of rapidly flickering blue and white lights.

TOWERS: And their opponents... weighing in at a combined 425lbs... "The Machina Dragon" El Pablo and the Combat Pro World Heavyweight Champion Ryan Shane... DEUSSSSS EXXXXX MACHINNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

The crowd lets out another swell in the intensity of their hostility.. though this is quickly pushed to the background by the sound of an unimpressed female voice ringing loud across the PA system, as Cristal and Cassidy Fontaine step out onto the stage.

CRIS: Woah woah woah WOAH! Cut the music! CUT IT OFF!!

The crowd is mixed at the arrival of the ladies, who quickly march down towards the ring, the Queen of Combat Championship belt bouncing slightly around Cristal's waist as she walks, microphone in hand. The two Deas climb into the ring, then slowly and somewhat sinisterly make their way towards Towers, who instinctively backs up into the corner with a suddenly-nervous look on her face.

CRIS: Seriously, THAT'S how you're gonna make the introduction? THAT'S how you're gonna herald the arrival of THE most talented, most unstoppable force in the history of professional wrestling!?

THE FANS DON'T LIKE THAT!

TOWERS: Well, I.. I-uh.. I mean...

Cristal takes a step back, as Cassidy slowly extends an arm out to her side, pointing towards the timekeeper's area.

CRIS: Get out.

Towers flashes her eyes between Cris and Cass, before gingerly obliging with the demand, stooping and stepping out of the ring and taking up a rather safer position behind King and Nasty on the floor. The Deas look out at her with matching smirks, before Cristal turns with a flick of her hair back towards the centre of the ring.

CRIS: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN... it is my great honour and privilege to introduce to you at this time.. from equal parts Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada and the Ikebukuro District of Tijuana, England.. weighing in at a combined 425 pounds... the CEW Global Heavyweight Champion.. the CEW King of Combat Champion.. the CEW Global TAG-TEAM Champions.. and the Combat Pro WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "The Machina Dragon" El Pablo.. "The Straight Edge Curse" Ryan Shane... DEEEEEUUUUUSSSSSSSSSS EXXXXXXXXXX MACHIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"In The City" blasts back onto the soundsystem and the lights resume their flickering, as EP and Shane finally stroll out onto the stage to a chorus of the most intense boos so far - though a smattering of cheers can clearly be heard beneath. Shane has his World Heavyweight Championship belt draped over his shoulder, with one of the CEW Tag Belts wrapped around his waist. EP has the other Tag Belt wrapped around his own waist, with the Global and KOTDM belts looped over a shoulder each. The two pause at the top of the ramp, then slowly unfasten their respective belts and lay them down on the stage on top of each other. Shane then moves back a little and extends his arms out to his sides as EP steps in front, turning his back to allow the camera a clear view of the "#HEELPOSE" on the rear of his vest. EP slowly raises a single finger in the air.. then snaps round, dropping to the floor and pressing the tip of his finger onto the pile of gold, cueing a huge wall of pyro to explode up across the stage.

KEENAN: HOT DAMN!!!

EP gets unsteadily to his feet, hands clutching his ear as Shane appears similarly disorientated by the blast. The two pick up their respective titles and stumble down the ramp, gradually levelling back out into their strut as they hop up onto the apron and enter the ring, where they are greeted with open arms and hungry lips by their respective partners. The girls then move to the outside, as Shane and EP hook their belts over the top rope around their corner, before the music finally fades out.

KEENAN: I'll tell you what, Jarred.. NOBODY knows how to make an entrance like DXM!

DANIELS: I daresay that's because nobody's afforded the same kind of budget as DXM.

KEENAN: Hey, you get what you pay for! Nobody wants to waste good company money on Tim Timmons stumble-bumming his way down the ramp!

King and Nasty have now returned to their own corner, with King taking up position on the apron. Shane and EP perform a quick game of Rock Paper Scissors, with Shane coming out on top and apparently winning the chance NOT to start the match, as he steps out onto his own section of the apron. With a slight air of reluctance, EP turns and locks eyes on Big Nasty, who stares stoney-faced right back at him across the ring as the referee calls for the opening bell.

*DING DING!*

DANIELS: So, here we go.. and it looks like we're gonna kick off with the second Big Nutz reunion; Pablo and Nasty starting things off for their respective teams, here!

Nasty strolls calmly out of his corner, as EP hops rather more tentatively towards him. As the two get within a few feet of each other... EP throws his hands up, then steps back towards his corner. The referee quizzes EP on his actions, while Nasty just looks on, rolling his eyes as EP turns and looks at the title belts hanging off the ropes.. thinks for a moment.. then unfastens the Global Title, switching its position with the KOTDM belt.

DANIELS: Oh for god's sake, what is he doing!?

KEENAN: The man's a perfectionist, Jarred.. everything's gotta be just so for this competition!

DANIELS: We're supposed to be having a wrestling match.. this isn't an interior design show!

KEENAN: FENG SHUI IS VERY IMPORTANT TO A PERSON'S ABILITY TO COMPETE, JARRED!!!

EP contemplates the new layout for a moment, as Shane offers him some feedback across the ropes, the crowd very vocal in their frustration at the delay to competition. This apparently consists of "move the Tag Title too", as EP promptly does just that, switching it with the KOTDM title. Shane offers a thumbs up, as do Cris and Cass on the outside. EP nods, then finally turns round..

*WHAM!!!*

..right into a big boot from Nasty, the force of which causes EP to bounce off the mat and tumble all the way out to the floor.

DANIELS: GOOD GOD, WHAT A SHOT FROM BIG NASTY.. HE ALMOST TOOK EL PABLO'S SERPENTINE HEAD CLEAN OFF HIS BODY!!!

KEENAN: NO FAIR!!!

The crowd lets out a deafening pop as Nasty glares over at the stunned Shane, then turns and tags in Mike King, who vaults over the top rope.. charges across the ring.. hits the ropes.. crosses the ring again.. rebounds off the other side.. runs up and dives through the ropes into the rising El Pablo, sending him crumpling to the floor in a heap once more.

DANIELS: SUICIDE DIVE! WHAT A MOVE BY MIKE KING!!!

King quickly hauls EP up and hooks him round the waist, driving him back against the barricade. King then rolls EP under the ropes, taking a moment to glare up at the watching Shane before hopping up onto the apron in the adjoining corner and stepping back into the ring, stalking EP as he stumbles back to his feet. EP turns, and King charges forward, leaping into the air and hitting EP in the chest with a front dropkick.

DANIELS: ROCK ON MISSILE!

EP gets flung back into the corner, as King rolls through and steps back across the ring. As EP pulls himself up, King charges forward again, steps up onto the second rope and swings his foot round, clipping EP in the back of the head with an Enzuigiri. EP crumples to the mat, where King rolls him over and hooks the leg...

DANIELS: Followed by the Triad Kick, and King with the cover!

ONE!

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King picks EP up and hooks both wrists, then lifts EP up and over with a Northern Lights Suplex, bridging on the landing for another pin attempt...

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TW-KICKOUT!!!

King lifts EP to a kneeling position, then kicks him hard in the chest.. twice.. three times.. then hauls EP to his feet and pushes him back against the ropes. King whips EP.. EP reverses, King steps up onto the second rope and springs back, catching the onrushing EP and taking him over with an armdrag. EP rolls violently through to his feet, slamming back against the turnbuckle as King rushes in again with another Triad Kick.. but this time EP drops down, swatting King's leg as he goes and causing King to fall face-first into the turnbuckle.

DANIELS: OOF.. that'll slow your roll!

King crumples to the mat, clutching his jaw as EP slowly pulls himself up to his feet using the ropes. As MK gingerly gets to his feet, EP turns.. hops up onto the second rope.. kicks his legs out and scissors them round King's head, falling forwards and throwing King face-first into the turnbuckle once again. King drops to the mat again, as EP rolls out onto the apron.. pulls himself up.. and slingshots himself over the top rope, flipping over to land Senton-style across King's chest. EP bounces back to his feet and dives forward, tagging in Shane who quickly hops through the ropes and pounces on King, unloading with a barrage of fists to the forehead.

DANIELS: Tag made to Shane.. CHAMPION VERSUS CHALLENGER, RIGHT NOW!

KEENAN: And Shane quickly showing just how many levels above Mike King he is! Get your stopwatch out, Jarred; this match is as good as done!

Shane hauls King up and shoves him backwards into the corner, following up quickly with a stiff forearm strike. King falls forwards, only for Shane to snap him back upright with an uppercut, then hit him with a headbutt that drops King to a seated position, slumped back against the turnbuckle. Shane steps back, turning to raise the "X" sign across his chest in the direction of Nasty as he moves towards the centre of the ring, then suddenly turns and charges to the corner, driving his knee into MK's head.

DANIELS: Ohhh GOD.. Mike King's head just CRUSHED against the corner!!!

Shane drags King out of the corner and drops onto him for the cover...

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Shane gets to his feet, giving the referee a momentary glare before grabbing MK's legs and forcing him to roll backwards. Shane steps back, and as King slowly pulls himself up in the corner, Shane charges again, stepping up onto the second rope and driving his knee up under MK's chin. Shane then pulls MK forward, grabs him in a front-facelock and hits him with a snap brainbuster, before hopping to his feet and tagging in the revived El Pablo.

DANIELS: Tag made; DXM now looking dominant here, having isolated Mike King completely from his partner!

Shane peels MK off the mat, then grabs him by the waist and picks him off the floor, holding him horizontally as EP leaps up onto the top rope and springboards off, driving a knee into King's chest as Shane drops him down at the same time with a sidewalk slam. As Shane rolls out onto the apron, EP rolls forward and pops to his feet just in front of Nasty, extending his arms and crossing his fingers to make a hashtag, a smug grin on his face.

EP: Hashtag WHAAAAA-A-A-A-A-ATTTTT!!!!

Nasty growls at EP, who skips round to face MK, then charges.. hops over his body.. springs up onto the second rope, steps up onto the top and springs back with a Lionsault, crashing across the chest of King before dropping back down to make the cover...

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EP pops up, yelling at the referee in protest at the lack of a three-count, before turning and tagging in Shane once again. As Shane steps through the ropes, EP picks King up and hooks him in a front-facelock of his own.. grabs the leg and rolls backwards, taking King over with him as he plants his feet.. stands and hauls King up.. turns and hangs King up across the top rope.

DANIELS: Pablo doing a little Dragonfishin'.. Shane off the ropes...

With King teetering, Shane rebounds.. charges.. and boots King right in the side of the head, sending him crashing forward to the mat.

DANIELS: OHHH, AND SHANE JUST DECAPITATED THE SELF-DECLARED CHALLENGER TO HIS WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

KEENAN: Clean up in row 27!

Shane drags King away from the ropes, and covers him once more...

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T-KICKOUT!!!

Shane pounds the mat, and stands to get in the face of the official once again, slapping his hands three times as he glares into his eyes.

DANIELS: Shane getting a little frustrated here, perhaps.. DXM thus far unable to put Mike King away!

KEENAN: He's frustrated because the referee obviously can't do his job properly! This match should've been over about three blows to the head ago!

Shane finally turns away from the ref, as the crowd and Nasty start to try and rally behind MK. Shane grabs MK by the wrist, looking out at the fans with a smirk as he then proceeds to stomp repeatedly down on the head of King.

KEENAN: Here we go.. a little Boot Party! That'll hammer a few more nails into King's coffin lid!

After a few more stomps, Shane steps backward, tugging King up off the floor and grabbing him round the neck once again. Shane forces King backwards against the ropes, then stands him up and whips him.. but King reverses, sending Shane charging into the ropes across the ring. King stumbles a little, obviously uneasy on his feet, but recovers to swing a Roundhouse Kick.. which Shane ducks.. crosses the ring again.. rebounds off the ropes.. MK turns.. Shane slides baseball-style through King's legs.. pops to his feet, spins King round.. boots him in the gut, hooks his head and leg and hauls him up, twisting and dropping him neck-first across his outstretched knee.

DANIELS: CURSEBREAKER THREE!!!

Shane shoves King's shoulders down onto the mat and hooks a leg, leaning back triumphantly as the referee slides into position...

KEENAN: And it's just about to BE three.. COME ON REF!

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THRE-KICKOUT!!!

KEENAN: NO!!! DAMMIT REF, DO YOUR JOB!!!

DANIELS: Don't blame the referee, Barry.. Mike King, RIGHT AT THE LAST SECOND.. JUST GOT HIS SHOULDER UP OFF THE CANVAS!

Shane lets out a roar, fists pounding the canvas once again as EP and the girls call out encouragement from the outside, while Nasty desperately tries to rouse King in a position to make the tag.

DANIELS: Nasty desperate to get involved here.. because he realises just how desperate a situation this is for his team here!

Shane rips King off the mat once again, and points towards EP as he drags King over to the DXM corner. The tag is made, and Shane gestures for EP to climb the turnbuckle, which EP promptly does as Shane delivers a swift mule kick into King's lower abdomen. With EP sat on the top rope, Shane turns King round and shoves him backwards into the corner, where the waiting EP wraps his legs Figure-Four style around King's neck, before shifting to the side and falling backwards over the ropes, planting his hands on the apron to support himself.

DANIELS: Hanging-style choke here from El Pablo.. but remember, he's only got to the count of five to keep it on!

With King hung up, Shane moves in to add his own contribution, but the referee cuts him off.. although this allows Cris and Cass to sneak up and grab EP's hands, pulling down and giving him a little extra leverage as King wildly kicks his legs in an attempt to break free.

DANIELS: HEY!

KEENAN: What? There's no rule against that!

DANIELS: Yes there is! Several, in fact!

The referee quickly catches the girls in the act, scolding them as they hurriedly step back. The referee begins his five count, with EP letting go on four and rolling down to land on his feet on the floor. King steps forward..

*WHAM!*

..right into a running Superman Punch from Shane that sends King flying back into the turnbuckle once again. Shane steps back, growling at the referee as EP slides back under the ropes on the far side of the ring.. charges.. and hits King in the gut with a Tiger-style kick. EP rolls out onto the apron and marches back to the other corner as Shane charges back in and drills King in the face with a Yakuza Kick.

DANIELS: Three BIG TIME shots by DXM.. and now what's El Pablo doing!?

As Shane steps out onto the apron, EP climbs the turnbuckle across the ring.. pauses.. then runs across the top rope like a Five Star Express.. but King dives out of the way, sending EP crashing hard into the empty turnbuckle and landing in a heap on the mat.

DANIELS: NOBODY HOME!!!

King stumbles to his feet, as EP gingerly picks himself up and staggers backwards.. where King steps up beside him, hooks him round the waist and takes him over with the King Clutch, shifting into a jacknife pin on the landing.

DANIELS: KING CLUTCH! KING'S GOT PABLO COVERED!!!

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THRE-KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: YE-NO! OH MY GOD, HOW CLOSE WAS THAT!?

KEENAN: I wasn't worried!!

King remains flat on his stomach, clearly suffering the effects of DXM's domination thus far. EP, meanwhile, lies just beside him, clutching the back of his head as Shane and the girls look on, caught off-guard by King's sudden fightback. The crowd rallies behind King, chanting his name and clapping and stomping, willing him to get to his feet and make the tag. Slowly, King begins to stir, crawling with a pained expression over towards his corner, as EP too begins to try and get to his unsteady feet.

DANIELS: King crawling.. inching.. DESPERATELY trying to make that tag he so badly needs!

KEENAN: COME ON PABLO!!!

With King mere millimetres away.. EP snaps round and grabs him by the ankle, dragging him back as King hops up to one foot.. EP tugs King back and wraps him round the waist, taking him down and over with a roll-up.. but EP rolls through to his feet, hauls King up into a wheelbarrow.. lifts.. but King swings his legs forward and catches EP with a stunner.

DANIELS: STUNNER! COME ON, KING!!!

KEENAN: NOOO!!!

Summoning every bit of energy he has, King leaps to his feet and dives forward, finally making the tag to Nasty, as EP spins and tags Shane on the way to crumpling to the mat.

DANIELS: NASTY'S IN! NASTY'S IN!!!

Nasty steps over the ropes, as Shane, now somewhat nervously, steps in himself. Shane charges.. but gets floored by a shoulder-block from the former Number One Contender. Nasty roars, then hits the ropes, charging up and hitting a giant knee lift into the face of the rising Shane. Shane staggers back into the ropes, and as he rebounds, Nasty grabs him in a gutwrench and hauls him up over his shoulder.. turns.. and slams Shane front-first to the mat with a Dominator. Shane rolls onto his back, arms crossed across his chest as Nasty gets to his feet.. just as EP charges his former partner.. only for Nasty to grab EP under the arms and toss him up into the air flapjack-style, leaving EP to crash down hard on his current partner.

DANIELS: Hey, look! Nasty using Pablo's own momentum.. that was the old finishing move of Big Nutz.. THE TOM PETTY SPLASH!!!

KEENAN: That's.. THAT'S CHEATING!!!

EP stumbles back to his feet, only to have Nasty wrap both his huge hands around his head.. charge him towards the ropes and toss him clean over to the outside, EP crashing down on top of Cris and Cass as all three hit the floor.

DANIELS: BAH GAWD! BIG NASTY JUST TOOK OUT HALF OF DXM IN ONE FELL SWOOP!!!

KEENAN: That's twice he's assaulted a female now.. HE'S A MONSTER!!!

DANIELS: Better safe than sorry; you know as well as I do those two jezebels wouldn't hesitate a moment about interfering in this contest!

Nasty turns and drops on top of Shane, as the referee slides into position...

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TH-KICKOUT!!!

DANIELS: OH MY.. SHANE JUST KICKED OUT OF THE TOM PETTY SPLASH!!!

KEENAN: STOP CALLING IT THAT!!!

Nasty gets to his feet, pulling Shane with him as he picks him up to hold him across his chest.

DANIELS: Nasty with Shane up.. oh, and look at this! WHAT DID I TELL YOU!?

The crowd howls with derision as Cristal clambers up onto the apron, hurling abuse at Nasty as the referee attempts to restrain her from entering the ring.

KEENAN: ...Well, what the hell do you expect? Nasty just launched a near-200lbs human being at her face!!!

Despite the hostility from the crowd, Nasty just smiles.. then charges forward and rams Shane into Cristal, knocking her backwards off the apron into her just-standing boyfriend and sending both falling to the floor again.

KEENAN: AHH!!!

Nasty then turns and tosses Shane up onto his shoulder.. but Shane slips down, landing on his feet behind Nasty and shoving him forwards. Nasty turns.. right into a hard slap right across the face from Shane.

DANIELS: OOOF! The World Heavyweight Champion just SLAPPED Nasty right in the chops!! I don't know how smart that was...

Nasty just smirks as Shane glares up at him.. though the smile is quickly wiped from his face as Shane stomps on his foot.. turns and hits the ropes.. rebounds.. leaps into Nasty, who stumbles backwards into the ropes.. Shane fires a series of elbows into Nasty's neck, then plants his foot on the second rope and throws his other knee up into Nasty's face.. hops down and charges across the ring.. hits the ropes.. and gets NAILED by a spear from Big Nasty.

DANIELS: Good LORD.. BIG NASTY JUST ALMOST SNAPPED RYAN SHANE SMACK-DAB IN HALF!!!

Nasty gets back to his feet, a fire in his eyes as he turns and lets out a roar, fists clenched as the crowd rises to their feet in support. He peels Shane off the canvas and shoves his head down in between his legs.

DANIELS: Ohhhohoho, the end could be near.. Nasty could be about to go for the Nasty Bomb here!!

Nasty raises a fist into the air.. but his mood is suddenly soured once again as Cassidy now climbs up onto the apron, drawing the attention of the referee.

DANIELS: Oh, COME ON!!!

Nasty places his hands on his hips, sighs and takes a step back, leaving Shane to slump forwards and back down to the canvas. Nasty storms over to the ropes, as Cassidy quickly drops down to the floor. Nasty grabs the referee by the shoulder and spins him round, yelling at him to pay attention to the match.. then turns and marches back over to Shane, picking him off the mat and setting up again. Nasty picks Shane up onto his shoulders, but Shane suddenly pops forward and rolls down Nasty's back to the mat.

DANIELS: Oh wait, SHANE WITH A ROLL-UP! Can he get Nasty over!?

Nasty teeters for a moment as Shane desperately tries to topple him.. unsuccessfully, as Nasty suddenly thrusts his hand down and grabs Shane by the throat.. hauls him up to his feet, then picks him clean off the floor, dropping with a chokeslam to the canvas.

DANIELS: SOUTH BEACH SLAM! SOUTH BEACH SLAM! HE HITS IT!!!

KEENAN: NOOOOO!!!!!

Nasty takes a moment to glare out at the girls on the outside, then drops to his knees and makes the cover...

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DANIELS: GOD DAMN IT!!!

Nasty storms to his feet, looking fit to explode as he gives chase after EP, who turns and slides out of the ring. As Nasty hops through the ropes, he slaps the shoulder of King, who has only just made it back to his knees on the apron.

DANIELS: Tag made.. I think, although I'm not sure how much Mike King knows about it...

Nasty drops to the floor as EP charges round the ring. Both men brush past the Deas.. and Cassidy suddenly lets out a blood-curdling scream and drops to the floor, clutching her ankle as she thrashes about in agony.

DANIELS: What the hell happened there?

KEENAN: NASTY HIT HER! I SAW IT! HE STAMPED ON HER ANKLE!!!

DANIELS: Oh, come on now! I can't.. I can't believe Nasty would do something like that!

KEENAN: He's been doing it all night, Jarred!!! With NO PROVOCATION!!!

Instinctively, the referee drops to the outside to check on Cass, as Cristal, too, kneels down to try and comfort her friend.

DANIELS: This still seems a little fishy to me.. let's check the replay...

KEENAN: Fine, let's check it!

DANIELS: Oh, SEE!? NASTY DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH HER!!!

KEENAN: Wha-WHAT FOOTAGE ARE YOU WATCHING, JARRED!?!?

Round the other side, EP attempts to slide into the ring, but Nasty grabs him by his legs and drags him back out, before slamming him back against the barricade. Nasty picks EP right back up, then turns and whips him full-tilt into the ringpost, EP's head bouncing off as he flips round the corner and crumples to the floor.

DANIELS: Oh MAN what impact! El Pablo's skull just bouncing off that ringpost!!

Nasty glares down at the apparently unconscious Pablo.. until a steel chair is suddenly swung hard into his back. The shot does not appear to faze Nasty, however, as he merely turns slowly around.. and finds himself staring at Decker Watts, who now-rather-nervously grips the chair between his fingers.

DANIELS: Decker Watts AGAIN!? I thought he high-tailed it out of here!!!

KEENAN: He may be about to wish he had...

As Nasty flares his nostrils at Decker.. the X-Champ suddenly tosses the chair at Nasty, then turns and hops rather clumsily over the barricade to beat a hasty retreat through the crowd.

DANIELS: Watts as manly and courageous as ever, getting out of harm's way.. BUT WAIT, NASTY'S FOLLOWING HIM!!!

KEENAN: But what about his match!?

DANIELS: I don't.. I don't know.. although neither member of DXM looks fighting fit right about now!

Apparently unaware of these latest developments, Mike King has by now slowly made his way back into the ring, pulling himself up in the corner as he stares across the ring at Shane, who is just now finally beginning to stir again. As Shane crawls towards the ropes and begins to try and get to his own feet, King slowly inches forward, body hunched, fingers twitching, licking his lips like a lion stalking his prey.

DANIELS: Oh but wait.. WAIT.. back in the ring! King is up.. and he has the World Champion right where he wants him!!!

As King inches closer and closer.. his half of the ring is suddenly filled further by El Pablo, who glares up from his hands and knees at King, teeth bared as his mouth noticeably begins to fill with blue liquid.

KEENAN: Hey, King!

DANIELS: Oh man.. King stalking Shane.. BUT BEING STALKED HIMSELF NOW BY EL PABLO.. AND PABLO.. LOOK AT HIS MOUTH! LOOK AT HIS MOUTH! PABLO COULD BE ABOUT TO UNLEASH THAT MIST.. THAT STRANGE, DISGUSTING MIST ON MIKE KING!!!

The crowd desperately tries to alert King to the danger.. but to no avail, as EP pops to his feet and spins King round..

*PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!*

..only to have King spew a mouthful of green mist into Pablo's own masked face.

KEENAN: WHAT!?!?!?

DANIELS: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! KING JUST.. KING JUST MISTED EL PABLO!

KEENAN: HOW THE HELL DID HE DO THAT!?

DANIELS: Well, those of us with longer memories may remember that Mike King was one of the first Combat Pro superstars to utilize the mist as a weapon... you could say that was VINTAGE KING!!!

KEENAN: ...you did NOT just say that!?

EP falls backwards through the ropes to the floor, scratching at his eyes as King turns back around.. and gets hauled up onto the shoulders of Ryan Shane.

DANIELS: RYAN SHANE! SHANE IS UP! EL PABLO.. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER.. WITH THE DISTRACTION.. AND NOW SHANE HAS KING SET!!!

Shane steps into the centre of the ring, staring defiantly out into the crowd. He sets.. and throws King's legs up.. but King twists to land on his feet with Shane in a face-lock, pulling him down into a modified small-package as the referee dives back into the ring...

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*DING DING DING!*

KEENAN: WHAT!?!?!?

The referee calls for the bell as King immediately dives out of the ring, the official following close behind as Shane sits bolt upright in the ring, eyes wide in a mixture of shock and rage.

DANIELS: MY GOD! MY GOD! MIKE KING JUST PINNED SHANE!!! MIKE KING JUST PINNED THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!!!

KEENAN: HE KICKED OUT!!! HE KICKED OUT!!!

DANIELS: It was a close call, no doubt.. BUT THE REFEREE RULED SHANE TO BE JUST A FRACTION OF A SECOND TOO LATE!!!

KEENAN: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

The referee raises King's hand outside the ring, King looking up with an embattled grin at Shane as Cassidy slides into the ring to join the champion, her face also in complete shock.

DANIELS: He took one hell of a beating, no doubt about it.. but Mike King has proven himself to be one of the most intelligent competitors we have here in Combat Pro, and so it proved here tonight.. outsmarting Deus eX Machina and picking up a HUGE.. A HUGE VICTORY HERE TONIGHT IN RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA!!!

KEENAN: Heads are gonna roll for this, Jarred.. MARK MY WORDS, THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY FOR THIS TRAVESTY TONIGHT!!!

DANIELS: There will be fallout.. there will be repurcussions, I am quite sure of that.. BUT FOR NOW, FOLKS, WE ARE OUT OF TIME! JOIN US IN TWO WEEKS FOR THE NEXT EDITION OF OVERDRIVE... YOU JUST KNOW IT'S GONNA BE A BIG ONE!!!

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