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Overdrive opens with the usual panning around of the arena, the gathered CZW faithful cheering and waving signs!

“WAYWARD SON” with an arrow pointing down.

“WE WANT MAYHEM!”

“CORPORATE SPONSORSHIP FOR BLUE PAINT!”

“UPRISING IS GOING DOWN!”

The room is alive with the excited murmur of conversation when "Doormats" by E. Town Concrete suddenly hits the soundsystem, drawing a big cheer from the fans in attendance - a cheer that grows even louder when CZW's head honcho Derek Damage steps out onto the stage, suited and booted with a big, beaming smile on his face.

DANIELS: Hey, William.. it's the boss!

MASTERS: Where? I don't see TJ Hix!

DANIELS: Very funny... Ladies and gentlemen, THE number one man as far as CZW will always be concerned, founder and owner Derek Damage is on his way out to the ring.. I wonder what he's got to say!

MASTERS: Blah blah fans are great.. blah blah El Pablo title shot.. blah blah I'm an old man and I dunno how to run a wrestling company anymore!

DANIELS: You know, no-one FORCED you to come back and work here, William.

MASTERS: Ehhh...

Damage makes his way down the aisle, shaking a few hands as he goes before ascending the steps and entering the ring. He collects a microphone from Jessica Towers at ringside, then takes up position in the centre of the ring, waiting for the crowd to die down before raising the microphone to his lips.

DAMAGE: Konichiwa, Shizuoka!!!

As expected, Damage mentioning the name of the city in which he is currently standing gets a big reaction from the audience.

DAMAGE: It sure is good to be back in the Land of the Rising Sun... I know it's only been a couple of weeks as far as this latest tour is concerned, but I'm delighted to let each and every one of you know that early forecasts suggest that we are looking well on our way to exorcising the demons of 2010!

This, again, draws a big cheer from the crowd.

DAMAGE: Obviously, the big, glistening cherry on top of the sundae that is CZW's triumphant resurrection is our next iPay-Per-View.. Event Horizon.. scheduled to take place in this very country on December 24th.. CHRISTMAS EVE.. 2012!

Another big cheer (cheap pops are easy!!!).

DAMAGE: And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the reason I am out here right now.. because I have some HUGE news regarding the line-up for that iPPV.. news that I am pleased and honoured to be able to share with each and every one of you right now!

As you already know.. Event Horizon will see TJ Hix's World Heavyweight Championship defended in a triple-threat match against both Ryan Shane..

CROWD: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

DAMAGE: ..and "The Technicolor Tecnico" El Pablo!

CROWD: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

DAMAGE: We will also see Mike King defend his Intercontinental Championship against "The Sadistic Salution" Alan Fiscus!

CROWD: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

DAMAGE: AND, the appropriately-named Jason X compete for the X-Division Championship against its current holder, Krimzon Blaze!

CROWD: YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!

DAMAGE: BUT... I can confirm to you now that those are not the ONLY Championship matches we will see at Event Horizon!

We will also see hostilities between Mason Kaid and Jigga C come to a head when they compete for Jigga's Television Title in yet another patented CZW Original Stipulation... something I like to call a "Smoke and Mirrors" Match! No disqualifications.. no count-outs... and surrounding the ring are various weapons based on either glass.. or fire!

The crowd pops big for that one, because as we all know, Japanese wrestling fans are crazy for violence!

DAMAGE: ..and yes, Jigga, if you're listening.. that includes your beloved Fire-pit!

We will also see the Tag-Team Titles put on the line.. when defending champions the Gunslinger Saints take on the team of Brian Blaze and Christian Belanger!

Another pop, with a brief "Nachos" chant clearly heard circulating around a section of the room.

DAMAGE: And finally, ladies and gentlemen.. Event Horizon will see history being made once again, when Tokyo, Japan plays host to the triumphant return... of the CZW Queen of Combat Championship!!!

The fans go crazy for that one, too.

DAMAGE: There WILL be more details forthcoming for that particular match... but, for now, I think you people would like to see us get back to what CZW does best.. top-quality professional wrestling action! AM I RIGHT!?!?

Yet another huge cheer, suggesting that, yes, Damage IS right.

DAMAGE: WOOOOO!!!!!

"Doormats" returns to the soundsystem as Damage hands the microphone back, then makes his exit from the ring.

DANIELS: BAH GAWD William, what an announcement from the CZW Owner!!! The Tag Titles on the line at Event Horizon.. the TV Title on the line at Event Horizon, in a first-ever "Smoke and Mirrors" Match...

MASTERS: ..and best of all, THE LADIES ARE BACK!!!!!

The camera watches as Damage gives one last salute to the fans, before stepping through the curtain as the screen cuts to a promotional video.

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-=WOMEN'S WRESTLING THAT DOESN'T SUCK! =-
Brenda Vixen w/ Richard Vixen vs "The First Lady of Wrestling" Kandi Washington

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Brenda turns to the outside the ring and exchanges a few words, but meantime Kandi Washington runs up behind her and hops on Brenda’s back. She locks in a rear naked chokehold as Brenda staggers around the ring with Kandi on her back. She reaches up to grab Kandi by her hair and flips her over the shoulder.

Daniels: Oh that’s got to hurt!

Masters: No kidding, but I’m sure Kandi is use to that kind of treatment, if you know what I mean.

Brenda leans down to pick Kandi up, but Kandi with a thumb to both her eyes. As Brenda stumbles toward the ropes, Kandi quickly exits the ring as she aids her lower back. Brenda marches to the ropes, but the referee is holding her back as the two ladies exchange some unkind insults at one another. Kandi goes to reenter the ring, but upon reentering the ring she’s met with a hard soccer kick to the midsection.

Masters: I hope she’s not expecting any babies after that kick!

Daniels: Oh it looks like Brenda is still warming up.

Brenda grabs Kandi up off the canvas and whips her into the corner, but as Brenda runs across the ring—Kandi rebounds and catches Brenda in the face with a high kick to the face. She hops on the turnbuckle with her legs extended out as Brenda returns to Kandi, but Kandi takes her down with a head scissors takedown. As Brenda stands to her feet, so does Kandi, but Brenda with a thunderous clothesline to Kandi.

Daniels: That clothesline just nearly beheaded Kandi!

Masters: Yeah, no kidding—Kandi’s streak is in jeopardy!

Brenda leans down and grabs Kandi up by her hair, but Kandi manages to slip between her legs and run to the opposite ring ropes. As she tries to escape the ring, Brenda latches onto her ankles and attempts to pull her back. Kandi is pulling on the ring apron as they are playing tug-a-war!

Daniels: This is why Kandi would not make the most ideal champion!

Masters: Are you kidding me? She’s hot! What else do you need in a Women's champion?!?

Brenda yanks her in as Kandi comes off the canvas just a bit before falling down on her chest. Brenda leans down and grabs her up by the hair and slams her back down face first. Kandi holds her face as she moans in pain while Brenda hooks Kandi’s arms up behind her and lifts her up off the canvas. When Brenda lifts her, Kandi manages to roll her up.

Daniels: Kandi might have her there!

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KICK OUT WITH AUTHORITY!

Masters: So close to a victory!

A fluming Brenda gets up before Kandi and starts relentlessly stomping away at a fallen Kandi. Kandi covers up as Ice stands up on the apron. Brenda races over and Ice hops off. They continue to exchange words with each other as Kandi starts crawling to the ropes. Brenda turns around as she starts stomping over to Kandi who has pulled herself up. Brenda grabs her and pulls her away from the ropes, but as she does—she leans down and lifts Kandi up between the legs.

Masters: What a powerful scoop slam and followed by a nicely executed elbow drop to the chest!

Daniels: Brenda Vixen is definitely making her mark in CZW!

Brenda covers, but she only gets a two count before Ice starts distracting the referee. Brenda chooses to ignore the female bodyguard and lifts Kandi up to her feet. She whips Kandi into the ropes and as Kandi bounces back she takes Brenda down with a modified spear and starts pounding her head against the mat.

Daniels: Finally, some defense on Kandi’s part: maybe she still has a chance! Masters: It will take more than that if Kandi wants to win this one.

Brenda manages to sneak out from under Kandi and as Kandi runs at her, after both getting to their feet, Brenda lifts her up with a spinning side slam on the canvas. She hooks the leg,

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Kandi gets a shoulder up!

Masters: So close at ending her streak!

Brenda holds up three fingers and briefly argues with the referee before looking back down at Kandi. She lifts her up off the mat and whips her into the corner. Brenda makes her way halfway across the ring and then starts showing her talent as she follows it up with a handspring elbow smash to Kandi in the corner. Kandi staggers out of the corner and Brenda with a thunderous kick to the midsection.

Daniels: DDT!

Masters: Kandi has just been planted hard and she might not be getting up after this one.

Daniels: Brenda is going for another cover.

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The referee gets yanked out of the ring by Ice. Brenda looks around and sees Ice tosses him into the barricade. Brenda uncovers Kandi and exits the ring.

Daniels: It looks like the battle of the female powerhouses; this one is going to be good!

Masters: My money is on Ice; look at the sizes of her biceps!

Ice goes for a right hook, but Brenda manages to block it and grabs her around the midsection as she spears her against the barricade. Brenda backs up to the apron, but as she does—Kandi is to her feet and she runs off the ropes with a baseball slide to Brenda’s back.

Masters: Perfect distraction by Ice!

Ice staggers over to Brenda and tosses her back into the ring. Brenda slowly climbs to her feet and Kandi grabs her from behind by the hair…

Masters: What a devastating hair-pull backbreaker!

When Kandi covers, Brenda kicks out with authority. When Brenda kicks out, Kandi and her manage to get up to their feet at the same time. Brenda goes for a forearm to the face and Kandi falls to the mat. She pulls at the referee who checks on her, but when she does—Ice slides into the ring.

Daniels: Oh God, this beast needs to be BANNED from ringside!

Master: You should always watch your back when Kandi is around.

Brenda is spun around and Ice catches her with a poke to the eyes. She lifts her up with a hangman DDT!

Daniels: This is not right; this is a highway robbery!

Masters: This has got to be over!

Ice exits the ring as Kandi uses the referee to pull herself up. She races over to Brenda and covers as the referee slides down to the mat.

Daniels: Oh God!

ONE….

Masters: YES!

TWO….

Masters: Brenda Vixen isn’t even moving!

THREE!!!!

Towers: And your winner by pin-fall… THE FIRST LADY OF WRESTLING KANDI WASHINGTON!!!

After the match, “Get Naked” hits over the p.a. system as Kandi stands to her feet and raises her arm in victory while Ice watches on from outside the ring. Kandi looks down at Brenda in disgust as the fans boo and chants of “whore” start to pick up again. Kandi continues to strut in the ring before she makes her exit and becomes escorted by Ice up the entrance ramp.

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-=HIGH-DEF STARS!=-
"High-Definition" Cage Stryker vs "The Star" Jason X

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TOWERS: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first..."

"X Gonna Give It to Ya" by DMX as the majority of the crowd jeer.

TOWERS: "Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 216 pounds... he is the current #1 contender to the X-Division title... The Star... JASON X!"

Jason X springs out from behind the curtain, wearing black tights and black wristbands. He stares out into the Japanese crowd, who is still mostly booing him. He looks almost offended as he goes down to the ring, stretching in preparation.

TOWERS: "And his opponent..."

"Hero" by Skillet begins to play as the crowd pops.

TOWERS: "Hailing from Hollywood, California and weighing in at 240 pounds... being led to the ring by Sirena Starr... he is a former CZW World Heavyweight champion... High Definition... CAGE STRYKER!!"

Cage pops out, with Sirena next to him in a provocative red dress. Cage is wearing a leather jacket and black and blue tights. They both smile and play up to the crowd before they make their way to the ring. Cage gets in the ring, hands Sirena his jacket, and before he can turn around, Jason X attacks.

DING DING DING

DANIELS: "Whoa, Jason not waiting to get this action started!"

MASTERS: "I have been impressed with this young man as of late, and I am banking he is YOUR next X-Division champion after Event Horizon."

DANIELS: "He's got the only three time X-Division champion to go through in Krimzon Blaze before we can say that."

MASTERS: "I got my money on Jason X."

DANIELS: "Jason has unloaded on Cage here, with fists of fury. He picks Cage up... vertical suplex!"

MASTERS: "This Sirena shouldn't even be down here, she's distracting!"

DANIELS: "Jason hasn't looked at her one bit, what do you mean?"

MASTERS: "She's distracting ME!"

DANIELS: "Oh you. Jason picks up Cage... BAM! DDT! Wow, he's really bringing it to the former World champion!"

MASTERS: "This kid has a fire under him, I'm telling you!"

DANIELS: "Jason decides not to go for a cover... he throws Cage to the ropes... NO! Reversal! Cage bends down for a back body drop!"

* FLIP!! *

MASTERS: "BLOODY HELL! THE X-DRIVER!"

DANIELS: "THIS CAN'T BE IT!?"

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DING DING DING!

DANIELS: "Holy cow, Jason X just beat a former CZW World Heavyweight champion in less than a MINUTE!!"

MASTERS: "I told you, Daniels! This kid is RED HOT!"

DANIELS: "Krimzon Blaze might just have a cause for concern after this, I'm flabbergasted!"

MASTERS: "And you're fat!"

The crowd boos as even Jason X is surprised by this quick victory. He poses to the crowd as Sirena checks on the fallen Stryker, before the feed cuts to the back.

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In the backstage area, Ryan Lewis runs up to Alan Fiscus who happens to be at the catering table. He is wearing dark blue sweat pants, and a "Gravity Kills" t-shirt. He was just about to take a sip of his coffee when Ryan interrupts him.

LEWIS: "Alan! Sorry to bother you, but I wanted to ask you about the mishap that happened on the last Overdrive."

FISCUS: "What, do you mean Ryan Shane's horrible taste in attire?"

LEWIS: "Uh, no... I meant the moment you cost Mike King the match against CRYPT."

FISCUS: "OH... that. Well, let me tell you right here, Ryan, King didn't seem like he was gonna win that match regardless of what involvement I had. But I'll reiterate, I did NOT mean to cost Mike the match. Even though I will challenging him for the Intercontinental title at Event Horizon, I've said before and I'll say again... regardless of our past, I respect King. I respect what he represents, and I respect his talent in the ring. My beef is with that Rob Zombie retard, CRYPT."

LEWIS: "But do you feel King feels the same way?"

FISCUS: "I'm not sure what King feels, Lewis, and I don't really care. If he couldn't tell that was an accident, that's his problem, not mine."

LEWIS: "And why aren't you wrestling tonight?"

FISCUS: "Because I wasn't booked, Ryan."

LEWIS: "Well... simple enough! Thanks for your time."

FISCUS: "Yeah, yeah."

Fiscus walks off, after grabbing a doughnut. After he is off screen, you can see Mike King a few feet away, with him obviously hearing the brief interview. His arms are crossed, his eyes are squinted, and he's slowly shaking his head. The feed cuts back to the announcer's booth.

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MASTERS: "Well, I'd say they're not seeing eye to eye on this one!"

DANIELS: "With Alan and Mike's history, I can't blame either one of them for being suspicious of the other. Mike, along with Kirkland, broke Alan's ankle if you don't remember."

MASTERS: "I remember, and I always remember Alan beating King cleanly in the ring... followed by Alan kicking Kirkland through a cross he was crucified on!"

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The screen cuts backstage, where we see CZW Broadcast Correspondant and Superstar Liaison Ryan Lewis making his way through the general lobby area of the Twin Messe Shizuoka, passing various groups of exciteable Overdrive audience members as he goes. After a few moments, he steps up to a large concession stand, and begins to cast his eye over the various snacks and foodstuffs available to him. Ryan deliberates in quiet contemplation for a few moments, before his attention is diverted by a male voice enquiring politely from off-screen.

MALE VOICE: Konnichi wa, yujin! Otetsudai shimashou ka?

Ryan lowers his head to offer a response.. and is rather caught off-guard by the sight that greets him from behind the counter.

RYAN LEWIS: Ahhh, yes.. could I get a double ch... Pablo?

The camera moves to share Ryan's viewpoint, revealing "The Technicolour Tecnico" - and co-Number One Contender to the CZW World Heavyweight Championship - El Pablo, along with his girlfriend and fellow contracted CZW employee Cristal, both standing in a rough approximation of the uniform worn by the other employees bustling about and serving drinks and treats to the public in the background.

EL PABLO: Sup Rybauhhh.. Rydawg!?

RYAN LEWIS: What... what are you..?

EL PABLO: Hold that thought...

EP suddenly turns and bounds over to what is obviously an industrial-sized ice cream machine, shoving a large paper bowl under the nozzle and cranking the lever (JEEEEE-ZUS!!!). Ryan looks on in complete bemusement as EP waits for the cup to fill, then tosses a spoon in and carries it over to Ryan, placing it on the counter in front of him.

EL PABLO: Try that.

Ryan gingerly picks the bowl off the desk, and takes a moment to examine the oddly rainbow-coloured dairy-based frozen dessert contained inside. He grasps the spoon, takes a small scoop and lifts it to his lips, his eyes widening in delightment excitement as the taste melts over his tongue.

RYAN LEWIS: Oh my god.. that's delicious!!!

EL PABLO: RIGHT!?

RYAN LEWIS: What is it?

EL PABLO: Skittles Ice Cream is what that is!

RYAN LEWIS: I love it!

As Ryan takes another spoonful of EP's creation, Cristal returns from a brief visit to the soda machine, a large cup clasped in her hand which she gleefully places on the counter in front of Ryan.

CRISTAL: Something to wash it down with?

Ryan takes hold of the cup and draws the straw to his mouth, letting out a squeal of delight as he tastes the contents inside.

RYAN LEWIS: YES! What's in this, Cris!?

CRISTAL: Coke and Skittles! It's a little concoction I like to call... Coke and Skittles.

LEWIS: Mmmm, it tastes so good.. I can't believe no-one's ever thought of combining cola and Skittles before!

CRISTAL: ..Yeah sure.. "cola"... that's what I meant...

The three pause briefly because comedy.

RYAN LEWIS: So.. I mean... how? Why?

EL PABLO: It's part of my lifelong crusade since like four months ago to convince the world that everything tastes better with Skittles...

Suddenly, the sound of spitting and general disgust can be heard from just off-screen. The camera - as well as EP and Ryan - turn to face the outburst, bringing into view a young Japanese couple scraping frantically at their tongues, hastily discarded bags of french fries crumpled at their feet on the floor.

JAPANESE BOY: Uuurrrggghhh... yunikon no yona aji ga watashi no kuchi no naka ni haita!
(JAPANESE BOY: Uuurrrggghhh... it tastes like a unicorn just vomited in my mouth!)

The camera swings back to the CZW employees, as EP turns to look at Lewis with a shrug.

EL PABLO: Okay, not EVERYTHING...

Just then, the sound of another, different raised Japanese male voice thunders across the area, causing the three to turn simultaneously in the direction of a rather concerned-looking chef.

CHEF: Hei, Pablo.. Cristal! Sukittoruzu ga fusoku shi!
(CHEF: Hey, Pablo.. Cristal! We've run out of Skittles!)

EL PABLO: ..Shit.

RYAN LEWIS: Problem?

EL PABLO: Apparently we've run out of Skittles.

EP begins to remove his uniform, but Cristal quickly grabs his wrist, cutting him off.

CRISTAL: Don't worry baby, I'll take care of it.. you stick around here and try to calm what I'm sure will soon be a restless mob baying for their inappropriately-candied produce!

EP smirks, and the couple share a brief kiss before Cristal bounds past and out of shot in pursuit of supplies. Ryan moves to resume the conversation, but before he can speak, the two are joined in-shot by the IMMEDIATELY-RECOGNISABLE - and terrifyingly huge - figure of NJAW superstar Chisana Shinoki. Shinoki looks down at EP, his eyes burning and his face contorted in an expression of extreme anger and hostility. He slowly raises a hand, revealing the sausage-like fingers extending from it to be wrapped around a partially-eaten burger. With his eyes remaining fixed upon those of the uneasy Tecnico, the Japanese man begins to squeeze the burger, crushing it in his palm and causing a shower of broken meat and burger pieces, as well as several Skittles, raining down upon the floor and counter top.

SHINOKI: Fukushu.
(SHINOKI: Vengeance.)

With that, Shinoki turns and exits the shot, leaving Ryan and in particular EP looking on nervously as the picture cuts to the next scene.

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-=A RETURN FULL OF MAYHEM!=-
"Total Mayhem" (Jakob and Ezra Mayhem) vs "The Revolution" (Troy and Mark Brooks)

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Daniels: What a night we've had so far!

Masters: Please. I'm waiting for someone to give me a Redbull, just so I can stay awake.

Daniels: You can't be serious!

Masters: Hey Daniels, It's time for your wake up call. You remember when we lost our network deal?

Daniels: Yes, but I...

Masters: And you notice we perform at live venues, sans camera these days?

Daniels: Well, yeah, but...

Masters: If there's no cameras. And no network deal. Who do you think is hearing you and me talk about any of this?

Daniels: Uh... Oh. Oh dear God... I'm going to be sick...

Masters: Calm down, my fuzzy little peach. We still have internet broadcasting. You thought you were out of a job, didn't you? Ha ha!

Daniels: That being said, and my faith having been shaken to nausea... Let's take you back last week, to what has to be considered an incredibly powerful turning point for this company.

A video montage opens, re-playing the last few minutes of CZW's most recent show.

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-Shane points at members of his group, barking out orders-

Daniels: What? I can't hear him over the crowd...

Masters: From what I can lipread... He told Covey to get the spike.. And Kaid to get rope... He's calling down something from the ceiling...

Daniels: It's a rigging hook! They're going to string up Attic like they did Krimzon Blaze!! Just like Shane said they would!!

-Covey and Kaid bail to separate sides of the ring, each lifting the apron...-

Masters: What the?

Daniels: Covey and Kaid have both just disappeared under the ring... It looks like they were pulled under by somebody... We're in the wrong place to se-

Masters: BLOODY HELL!! TOTAL MAYHEM!! Jakob and Ezra have just emerged from under the ring...

-The noise is deafening, a huge pop for the pair-

Daniels: They're straight into the ring... Blaze charges Ezra... And gets dumped over the top to the floor! Jakob does the same to CRYPT... They're cleaning house!!

Masters: One man left... Ryan Shane and Jakob Mayhem sizing each other up... Ezra stepping alongside his brother...

Daniels: Ryan decides to live to fight another day... Climbing through the ropes and dropping off the apron..

Masters: He's shouting at the Mayhems, saying he chose to leave... That it'll be on his terms...

Daniels: What a sight here... Two members of the Uprising presumably out under the ring... Two laid out at ringside... And Ryan Shane walking backwards up the aisle...

Masters: Ezra helping up Attic... Jakob not taking his stare from Ryan...

Crowd: TOT-AL MAY-HEM... WEL-COME BACK... TOT-AL MAY-HEM... WEL-COME BACK...

Daniels: Could we be looking at the levelling factor for CZW? I damn well hope so!

-The copyright notice appears in the lower corner of the screen, as the shot split-screens the faces of Ryan Shane and Jakob Mayhem, each emotionless and focused on the other-

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Daniels: And now here tonight, Total Mayhem make their in-ring, re-debut, here in CZW!

Masters: Oh. Then by all means get me TWO Redbulls.

Daniels: You're an asshole.

Masters: No censorship for internet audiences, eh? Must have just grown that first hair on your shriveled girl balls, eh Daniels?

Before a reply can be heard, the arena suddenly goes dark.

“Born in a Burial Gown” by Cradle of Filth blares over the speakers as the fans go wild! The curtain parts, and the massive Mayhems enter onto the ramp. They waste no time in storming down to the ring.

Jessica Towers: “The following contest is scheduled for one-fall! Introducing first, making their return to CZW! Jakob and Ezra, TOTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAL MAYHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!”

Ezra scouts the ring, looking as though he's getting re-acquainted with an old friend. Jacob's eyes peer mercilessly at the ramp, his gaze unwavering.

Jessica Towers: And their opponents, from Brooksfield, Massachusetts, the team of Mark and Troy Brooks... The REVOLUTION!

“King of the World” by Steely Dan begins to play as the Brooks brothers enter. They look at each other and then to the monsters in the ring, and gingerly make their way into the ring. After a few seconds, their music dies down. Mark and Troy look to be talking their game plan over before Mark steps aside and allows Troy to start the match for their team. The bell rings with Ezra and Troy circling each other.

Daniels: And here we go! A great tag team match-up brought to you by CZW.

Masters: Let's go Revolution! I need to pay off my mortgage!

Ezra and Troy lock up. Troy immediately, stomps Ezra's foot, followed by an eye rake. Ezra steps aside for a moment, grabbing his face while Troy taunts the crowd, grabbing his crotch to a chorus of boos from the Japanese crowd. Ezra shakes the rake off, but not soon enough as Troy lands a quick clothesline, sending the large man to his back. Troy quickly applies a few sharp heel stomps to the ribs of his opponent before referee Chaz Langley, steps in to break the assault up. Troy shoves the ref aside, and drives one more sharp heel into Ezra's sternum before grabbing him up by the hair.

Daniels: Troy Brooks seems to have the upper hand here in the opening moments of this match. The fans don't seem too pleased.

Masters: Yeah? Well, if you start caring about what the fans think, then you've taken your mind off your opponent. The Brooks brothers are far too smart to give a damn about what anyone else thinks.

As Troy gets Ezra to his knees, Mayhem suddenly thrusts a sharp elbow into the midsection of Troy, doubling him over with a sudden loss of breath. Ezra stands again, as Troy throws a right hook. But Ezra blocks it and headbutts Troy in the face, sending the young man to the mat latching onto his nose! Something appears wrong now, as referee Chaz steps in, pushing Ezra aside. As Troy removes his hands, his nose clearly looks to be broken, blood running like a small stream. Ezra grimaces, but stands aside, speaking with his brother Jacob as the referee has put the match on hold.

Masters: Okay, I normally hate on whoever is doing the "right thing", but I have to say, that was a particularly brutal headbutt.

Daniels: I'm no doctor, but that nose clearly looks broken.

Masters: I'm not sure, but Chaz looks to be letting the match continue, only with a mandatory tag from Troy to Mark.

Sure enough, Troy exits the ring, a ringside crew member handing him a napkin for his bleeding nose. Chaz calls for the restart, and Ezra does not fail to disappoint as he delivers an opening shoulder block. Mark hits the mat and bounces back up. Ezra catches him up in a hip toss. Mark lands on his back, but still bounces back up. But he walks into Ezra's running clothesline. On his back. Back to his feet. Ezra suddenly roars like a beast and thrusts an incredible punt heel kick to Mark Brook's stomach, doubling him over. Ezra grabs a hold of his opponent, and delivers a ring shaking underhook suplex!

Masters: Come on, Mark!

Daniels: Ezra Mayhem has found his groove!

Crowd: YOU'VE STILL GOT IT. *unnecessary clapping* YOU'VE STILL GOT IT!

Ezra grabs Mark by the hair and drags him wobbly to his corner where he tags in his brother, Jacob. Ezra twists and holds Mark's arm still as Jacob delivers a thunderous throat thrust, sending Mark choking to the mat to the adoration of the fans! Ezra exits the ring. Troy Brooks looks on from his tag corner, still holding a paper towel type rag to his nose. Jacob lifts Mark by grabbing his skull with one hand in a crushing vice type maneuver. Mark yells and dances back and forth from one leg to the other. Jacobs follows through with an impressive spinebuster! Looking to capitalize, Jacob grabs for his foes head, but Mark suddenly rolls him up in a small package!

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Mark is quick to his feet over his much larger opponent. Brooks begins hammering Jacob in the head with closed fists. Chaz steps in, reminding him the closed fists are illegal. Mark comedically shrugs and then begins slapping Jacob instead. Jacob suddenly slaps back! Not intimidated, Mark kicks Jacob in the head before running towards the closest ropes. On his return, he shining wizards Jacob in the face! Mark takes his turn at taunting wth a quick peck flex, the crowd eating him alive, but a few women also whistling amongst the crowd. Mark lifts Jacob to his feet before pushing Jacob back and then delivering a sharp chest chop. But Jacob is unfazed! His eyes widen as he dares Mark. Mark obliges with a second chest chop. Same result! A third chest chop! A fourth! A fifth! Jacobs suddenly clutches Mark by the throat! Mark grabs at the hand cutting off his oxygen supply, but it's no use...

Daniels: Chokeslam from Jacob Mayhem!!!

Jacob takes an early pin.

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Mark rolls over, but Jacob is on him like a rattlesnake on a rabbit. Mayhem goes for the Irish whip... Reverse! Mark sends Jacob off the ropes. As Jacob reaches the ropes, Troy delivers a cheapshot blow to his back! Mayhem drops to a knee, throwing a hand to his spine. Before he can account for what's going on, Mark hits a spinngin neck breaker! Brooks follows it up with a pin...

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Mark doesn't fail to hesitate as he grabs Jacob's leg, dragging him towards his corner. He places Jacob in the corner and quickly thrusts a knee into the neck of Mayhem, choking him! Chaz follows up with a 5-count. At 4, Mark releases, Chaz forcing him across the ring with idle threats. Unbeknownst to Chaz, Troy is quickly back in the game with an illegal choke from outside the ring! The crowd boos relentlessly, but by the time Chaz returns his attention to the match, Troy has released the hold, his hands in the air as if to say, "I ain't done shit". Mark moves in on his prey with a running kick to the face! Jacob seems dazed, but slowly attempts to pull himself to his feet, using the ropes. Mark rakes his back! Jacob takes the attack, looking angered. The crowd suddenly goes silent; the Japanese crowd in fear as Jacob begins to look possessed...

Daniels: Uh-oh...

Masters: Stay on him, Mark!!!

The unheard advice falls on deaf ears as Mark pauses his assault in disbelief. Troy takes advantage however, grabbing Jacob's hair from behind! Before Chaz can break it up, Mark charges at Mayhem with a spear! But Mayhem moves and Mark hits his brother instead! Troy flies backwards from the apron, hitting the back of his head on the guardrail. He drops his cloth rag, and we can see his nose is still bleeding somewhat profusely. The referee notices as well, sticking his head out of the ring to make sure the match can continue. As he does...

Daniels: Ezra's in the ring now!

Masters: That's illegal! Turn around, ref!

Ezra and Jacob suddenly double-clutch Mark Brooks by the throat and hit him with a double chokeslam! And yet the referee is oblivious to the ring apparently bouncing beneath his feet as well as the sounds of a man getting his ass kicked. Mark rolls onto his stomach nearly unconscious. Ezra suddenly grabs his legs up under his arms, Mark still face down. Using pure strength, Ezra effortlessly lifts Mark into the air where Jacob steps in, clutching and pile driving Mark onto his own face!

Daniels: What the fuck was that?!?

Masters: Our network deal being flushed.

Daniels: Seriously!

Masters: I'm not sure. But I'm pretty sure Mark Brooks just swallowed some teeth...

Ezra quickly exits the ring, as Jacob pins Mark.

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Masters: The hell?

Jessica Towers: The referee has thrown this match out due to excessive injury!

Daniels & Masters: WHAT?!?

The crowd boos hellaciously. But true to word, Troy's nose is in fact broke and will not stop bleeding. Medics rush to his side. The Mayhems waste no time in hassling the referee. The ref points to his shirt, but Jakob doesn’t care! He shoves the ref, insulting him for a bad call!

Daniels: Wait, is he………

Masters: That bumbling fool Chaz just called for a decision changed! He just disqualified Total Mayhem!

The boos from the crowd grow louder as Jakob begins to see red. A broken English “Kick his ass” chant breaks out, and Jakob wraps his hand around the throat of Chaz! He throws him down and out of the ring as "Immigrant Song" suddenly rips the speakers.

Daniels: Oh no. Not now...

Sure enough, Ryan Shane, Crypt, Matt Covey and Brian Blaze hit the stage. They merely stand atop, watching the events unfold. They even step aside to allow a medic with a gurney through. In the ring, Jacob and Ezra eagerly beckon the Uprising on, clearly not having had enough excitement for one night.

Masters: This could get ugly!

But it doesn't. Matt and Crypt begin to head to the ring, but Shane steps between them and holds each of them back with a separate arm. Not satisfied, Jacob kicks Mark Brooks in the side, sending him rolling under the ropes to the floor. Troy is finally loaded onto the stretcher and pushed up the ramp. Shane calls his boys aside, allowing the gurney to pass. Mark Brooks gets to his feet, and slowly drags himself up the ramp to catch up with his brother. Then he reaches the top...

Daniels: What the hell?!?

Matt Covey and Crypt suddenly jump Mark Brooks, hammering him with fists repeatedly! Jacob and Ezra pause, unsure of what's happening before their eyes. Then Shane steps in and his boys step aside. Shane holds a near helpless Mark up on his wobbly legs... Shane grabs his arm and pulls him in for an arm wrench into a short-arm forearm smash!

Daniels: Sublimation! Shane just took out Mark Brooks with the Sublimation!

Masters: What the hell is going on around here?!?

"Immigrant Song" picks up again as the Uprising stand side-by-side-by-side-by-side, right arms raised in the air to a mad chorus of boos and near rioting by the most humble and respectful people on the planet. The Mayhems look each other over, unsure of the next step. But there is no next step, the Uprising leave just as quickly as they came. The Mayhems shrug and raise their arms in metaphoric victory, the crowd exploding into cheers for their first match back!

Daniels: Believe me, folks, this one is NOT over. I don't know what's going on. Nobody does. We need answers!

Masters: Sure we do. Now get me that Redbull, and let's keep this show going already!

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The scene opens up backstage from the prior match as Jake Wakefield is seen walking in the lobby area with the beautiful Kandi Washington, who’s obviously dressed for competition in her very revealing wrestling attire.

Jenny Jacobs: Hello CZW, I am Jenny Jacobs and joined by the influential first lady of wrestling and self-proclaimed first lady of CZW Kandi Washington who is standing beside the newest signed CZW superstar Jake Wakefield!

Kandi rolls her eyes and has her hands pursed up against Jake’s biceps. Kandi Washington: Are we just going to stand here and chit chat or do you actually have some questions to ask?

Jenny innocently smiles and nods as she looks up at Jake Wakefield who just grins and starts petting Kandi’s chin as he looks down at her.

Jenny Jacobs: My first question is, are you two an item because I thought you were with TJ Hix, Kandi?

A snappy Kandi looks away from Jake and back to Jenny.

Kandi Washington: Excuse me, BITCH?! I demand some respect and rumors like that is not giving me the respect I deserve! I am with TJ and I love every part of him, but Jake is just an old friend. I hate it when I’m seen with “another” man that people start assuming I’m fucking him or dating him. Get your head out of the gutter bitch and start giving me some credit, kay!?

Jake places his finger on her lips and then holds it up to his. He looks over at Jenny.

Jake Wakefield; Jenny, pardon my friend here, she sometimes can get a little feisty when another woman questions her. I’m Jake Wakefield and all the chicks love me, but I’m a one woman type of guy. You see, why settle for one when I can have multiple girlfriends? Kandi is just a great supplier of supplying the goods, if you know what I mean?

He grins and rubs his chin.

Jake Wakefield: Kandi and I are just best friends and whoever this TJ Hix guy is; he’s a very lucky guy especially since I know how hard it is to tie these little ball of fire down. But enough about Kandi and her sexual relations, let’s talk about Jake Wakefield and what I intend to do in the very near future.

Kandi reaches up to his collar and adjusts it as he cracks his neck to the left.

Jake Wakefield: I think a proper introduction is in order since this is the first time that most of these CZW superstars have seen me. I am the simply mesmerizing Jake Wakefield and I am the very future of this company! I look forward to being crowned this company’s very own World Heavyweight Champion and reigning complete supreme over the millions and millions of lackeys that fill the arenas every two weeks. I want people to not just respect what I intend to do, but respect the legacy I have built for myself. Jenny, I am not just any ordinary man; I am a man of talent, power, and authority. I can outshine any and all challengers they put in front of me.

He extends his hand and twitches Jenny’s nose as Kandi pushes it away and stares Jenny down like a dog.

Jake Wakefield: Toots, Derek Damage knew exactly what he was doing when he signed me to my exclusive contract. He knew I was going to be the savior of CZW and save this God forsaken company from groups like the Uprising. I mean, really Jenny? What do a bunch of C-list talentless superstars think they are going to prove? They are only effective running in a little pack and that’s it. They are total disgraces and jokes! But I plan on bringing them to their knees and being the SOLE reason for the Uprising’s demise!

Visual: An intense expression comes across Jenny’s face as she continues to listen while Kandi tilts her head up with a wicked smirk on her face.

Jake Wakefield: The Uprising is not my only agenda in CZW. Bringing them down will be all a part of my master plan. As I slowly climb to the top of the rankings board and take my rightful place at the top, I will have gone through every single member of the Uprising in the process, which will be an unsuccessful venture for the each one of them. So you see Jenny, they should feel mighty satisfied knowing somebody of my quality and rank is taking it upon myself to make each one of their meaningless lives mean something in the real world! Who else is there to worry about? Nobody else even matters and when I make my debut on the next Overdrive in two weeks, you will be seeing the dawning of a new era! It’s an era that will leave the entire world mesmerize!

Kandi flips her hair over the shoulder and smirks.

Kandi Washington: Oh Jakey, your words are brutal, yet they turn me on! Now I hope you’re satisfied with hearing the one and only Jake Wakefield speak for the next time and bitch, you can scratch this one off your bucket list!

They walk toward Jenny as Jake goes around her, but Kandi Washington shoves right pass her as she nudges her in the chest. She looks back and just stares at Jenny with disgust. Jenny looks back to the cameras.

Jenny Jacobs: This is Jenny Jacobs and with an interesting segment with newly signed Jake Wakefield and the self-proclaimed first lady of CZW and the total bitch Kandi Washington. Back to you, Jarred and William!

The cameras fade to the backstage area.

Jarred Daniels: This guy is as arrogant and cocky as Kandi Washington. Can you believe this newbie just comes in here demanding respect and attention from the CZW roster?

William Masters: He better be careful calling out the Uprising like that; he might get something he won’t be able to handle.

Jarred Daniels: I was not talking about that Will; I was talking about him thinking he was worthily of the CZW title without doing a damn thing!

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Jared Daniels: Well last week during the end of the show 2 members of The Uprising were dragged under the ring. We are told that Ryan Lewis followed up on that story and you aren't going to believe what happened next.

A live pan of the Twin Messe Shizuoka arena with a graphic of the CZW logo in front of it with barbed wire spinning around it. From the left side of the screen the word Exclusive slides under the logo. The logo explodes and the scene cuts to Ryan Lewis right after last Overdrive standing outside a Japanese hospital room in Tokyo Japan. Several doctors are quickly running into a room. The camera is lifted higher to see over the doctors shoulders and we can see Mason Kaid knocked unconscious various nurses are attending to him. The camera comes back down and focuses on Ryan Lewis. Lewis is wearing a black suit, with his tie loosened.

Ryan Lewis: Inside this room Doctors are frantically working on Mason Kaid who was dragged under the ring to an unknown fate under the CZW ring. What is clear is that this was a brutal attack and Kaid is unconscious. We are waiting on updates from the doctors here....

Mason Kaid: What the fuck?! Get off me!

A loud commotion from the room immediately follows the outburst as the doctors yell in Japanese to calm Kaid down.

Ryan Lewis: It appears Kaid is now awake and is greatly confused about his where abouts.

Mason Kaid: Lewis?! Lewis is that you?

Ryan Lewis: Yes its me Kaid. I was......

Mason Kaid: Shut the fuck up! Where are my cigarettes?

Ryan Lewis: Kaid this is hardly the time too....

Kaid pushes his way out of the room and pulls an IV out of his arm. He shoots Lewis a look that would scare a demon. Kaid then looks down at a chair next sitting in the hallway and sees his jacket laying there. Kaid runs over too it and quickly pulls out his cigarettes and a lighter. Several doctors realize what Kaid is doing and go to stop him but Kaid pushes them away and lights his cigarette. Maason then walks back over to Ryan and grabs the microphone out of his hand.

Mason Kaid: Where the fuck am I?

Ryan Lewis: Kaid you were attacked earlier tonight and dragged under the ring. No one is really sure what happened but these men are here to help you. You were unconscious for quite some time.

Mason looks angry but clearly the cigarette is calming him down. Kaid rubs the back of his head its clear that he is just now starting to realize how injured he is. Kaid trys to speak but stumbles backwards seemingly near passing out.

Ryan Lewis: Kaid maybe you should just sit down.

Mason Kaid: Shut the fuck up Ryan.

Kaid shakes his head for a few moments then looks into the camera and begins to speak.

Mason Kaid: I don't remember what happened, I don't know who attacked me but what I do know is that any man who hides and attacks from the shadows has something they fear. This mystery attacker like so many of the so called CZW stars understands that I am a man who you can not go toe to toe with. He realizes that to look into the eyes of Mason Kaid is to stare into the black abyss of death itself. This man.......

An older man with gray hair and brown eyes in a dark black suit walks into the screen from behind Kaid. He broadly smiles and taps him on the shoulder. Kaid quickly turns around ready to punch the person who dared interrupt him. Kaid draws his hand back and then freezes in his tracks. Kaids eyes go wide and the cigarette falls out of his mouth.

Man in Black: Hello Kaid. How’s the vacation going?

Mason Kaid: How the fuck did you find me?

Man in Black: Lots of wrestling fans talking about this trip of yours. Lots of hype, Lots of people wanting to see you Kaid. I can think of a few people in particular back at my home office in the USA that are just dying to see you Kaid.

Mason Kaid: I bet they would.

Man in Black: Listen Kaid lets make this real easy, you just calm down and come with me. You can't run forever.

Mason Kaid: There are quite a few things we don't agree on, I guess we can just add that one to the list.

Kaid quickly grabs Ryan Lewis by the collar and flings him head first into the Man in a suit. Both men go crashing into the wall and Kaid grabs his Jacket. He then shoves the cameraman onto of the pile and sprints down the hallway and out into the streets of Tokyo.

The cameraman recovers and focuses in on the face of the Man in a Suit. He laughs to himself then pulls out a walkie talkie. He quickly whispers something into it and begins to laugh again. The screen quickly flashes back to the CZW Exclusive logo.

William Masters: That maybe the first time I have ever seen fear in Kaids eyes. Who was that man?

Jarred Daniels: Well it is obvious the two of them have history, this is an interesting development and we will keep you up to date on all information that comes from this.

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-=BLAZING LIONS!=-
"The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze w/ Mike Monroe vs "The British Lion" Daniel Ward w/ Joshua Newsome

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Towers: "The following contests is scheduled for one fall."

"A Cut Above" blasts through the arena and The Tru Family Crew walk to the ring.

Towers: "Introducing first with his partner Mike Monroe; from Detroit, Michigan; weighting in at 215 piounds; the CZW X-Division Champion, "The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze!!!!"

Blaze slides into the ring and climbs the nearest turnbuckle before taunting the crowd. As he does "God Saves the Queen" pumps through the arena. Daniel Ward and his partner Joshua Newsome enter the arena.

Towers: "His opponent representing The Wayward Sons; being led to the ring by his partner "Mountain Man" Josh Newsome; from Cambridge, England; weighting in at 225 pounds; "The British Lion" Daniel Ward!!!"

The two Wayward Sons walk to the ring Ward gets to the ring and slides in the ring and takes off his jacket.

Daniels: "Here we go Krimzon Blaze vs. Daniel Ward. This will be a good match."

Masters: "It could but I see this being a great match."

Daniels: "Is that because Ward is a fellow Brit?"

Masters: "No."

Ward and Blaze stare at eachother as the referee calls for the bell.

Masters: "OK, maybe because Ward is a Brit."

Ward steps around Krimzon, as he quickly goes for a lock up but Krimzon forward rolls away at the last split second, keeping Ward on his toes as Krimzon clearly wins the quickness battle. Ward smiles at him, now warming up again as Krimzon smiles also. Ward goes for another lock up which this time is blocked by Krimzon, as he then grabs Ward in a headlock, finishing the attack off with a headlock takedown, Daniel Ward struggles free quickly and gets back to his feet. Ward now smiles as he claps at his opponent.

Daniels: "Looks like Ward is taunting his opponent."

Masters: "He's just having fun with Krimzon Blaze and startingto try to get in his head."

Blaze now goes to lock up with Ward again now, a more gritty determination in his face as he does, however Ward intelligently swivels around Blaze and lock his hands around his waist, following it up by planting Blaze down face first with a bulldog. Ward is now on top of Blaze who finds himself face first into the mat. Ward rolls around, finding an opening, then grabs the arm of Blaze locking in a modified arm bar, Blaze now in trouble.

Daniels: "You may be right. Ward is trying to bar Blaze's arm."

Masters: "You mean like an armbar Jared?"

Daniels: "Why yes."

Masters: "Why must you speak in riddles?"

Krimzon uses his agility and quickness to kip himself up, now on his feet, Ward losing grip on the arm as Blaze backflips, Ward having now completely lost grip and even some of his own balance as Krimzon takes Ward down with an armdrag and follows up with a hard knife edge chop, Ward now rolling away back into the corner as the pair take a breather once more, this time, Blaze with a grin on his face, Ward with a stunned look.

Daniels: "Nice display by Blaze there."

Masters: "That might have taken Ward off his game."

Both men looking around, before locking up again. Daniel Ward hits a knee to the gut, following as he now lifts Blaze up and drops him.

Daniels: "Gutwrench suplex!"

Masters: "Nicely executed by Ward."

Daniel Ward drops an elbow drop on Krimzon, then locks in a sleeper hold, restraining Krimzon in the center of the ring. The fans continue to cheer for Krimzon as he begins to literally shake, trying to gain some form of momentum against the attack by Daniel Ward. Ward presses down hard, Blaze not being able to move anywhere, Ward beginning to growl with aggression as he throws Blaze from side to side, trying to get the blood flowing to his head. Krimzon kicks his feet, showing he is not losing concentration, the fans getting louder as he begins to move up to his knees.

Daniels: "Krimzon Blaze showing his resiliency."

Masters: "I must say that despite my constant slamming of Blaze, I like that about him."

Krimzon throws out a few elbows shots as Ward releases the grip, Krimzon holding his head after the hold has clearly had an effect on the Aerial Specialist. However, the fans end up exploding into cheers for Blaze as he amazingly out of nowhere hits Ward.

Daniels: "Pele kick."

Masters: "Very nice by Blaze but is it as on spot as his Peles in the past?"

Daniels: "We shall see later on in the match."

Krimzon Blaze goes for the pin.

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Masters: "It doesn't look like it was a good enough kick by Blaze."

Daniels: "That or it wasn't to the point to try for the win."

Krimzon rolling off trying now to get back to his feet. Ward is up to his knees pretty quickly, however Blaze kips back up, and now hits Ward with a right hand, and then another, Blaze Irish whips Ward to the corner as Blaze follows him almost as fast as a gust of wind, Ward not being able to move anywhere as Blaze hit’s a Running Boot in the Corner. Ward flops down to the ground as Krimzon stays on the attack, but now taking it to the top rope, perching on the top waiting for Ward to stand back up.

Masters: "Jump already."

The fans jump to their feet once more as Blaze gets ready to fly, Daniel Ward now finding his way to his feet, still looking to be in laalaa land as he slowly turns to face Blaze.

Daniels: "Here it comes."

Blaze leaps off but Ward meets him with a dropkick into the chest. Blaze crumbles onto the mat. The fans are partly booing, partly cheering for the sheer impact of that previous attack. Ward now sits in the corner, regaining his breath, Blaze looking to be out of it, Ward eventually wising up as he gets a cover…

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Masters: "Surprised that Blaze kicked out of that. That was a hard dropkick to the chest."

Daniels: "You said it yourself, Krimzon Blaze is resilient."

Masters: "But when you get the wind knocked out of you during a match, good luck getting up after that."

Daniel Ward begins to stand up and lifts up Blaze. Ward connects hitting a few knife-edge chops as that echo through the arena. Ward now Irish whips him to the corner as Blaze bounces off heavily, falling straight into the grip of Daniel Ward as he grabs him and drops him double underhook suplex. Ward rolls through and into another pinning predicament.

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Daniels: "Nice pin attempt but it wasn't good enough."

Masters: "Looks like he pulled a page out of the Rocky Taylor book."

Daniels: "Who?"

Masters: "Squire Dave Taylor, blue blood. Rival of Fit Finlay."

Daniels: "I know who that is."

Ward picks up Blaze again who hits him with a series of forearms to the chest. Blaze gets to his feet and hits a few forearms on the head of his opponent. Blaze goes for a roaring elbow but Ward ducks and shoots Blaze into the ropes. Blaze bounces off the ropes and nails Ward with a flying forearm between the eyes. Blaze gets up and is measuring Ward.

Masters: "Stop measuring and go in for the kill Blaze."

Blaze runs towards the ropes and jumps onto the second rope and leaps off with a corkscrew asai moonsault bringing Ward down for a pin attempt.

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Daniels: "Nice innovation there."

Masters: "That looks like it was different but I swear I've seen it before."

Blaze gets up and kicks a rising Ward in the head with a low roundhouse kick to the head. Blaze follows it up with a leaping elbow drop.

Daniels: "Blaze is gaining momentum."

Blaze is taunting Ward to get up.

Master: "Could Blaze be going in for the kill?"

Blaze gets Ward up into fireman's carry but Ward slides down. Ward grabs Blaze and drops him with a short clothesline but holds onto the arm and lifts him back up and snapmares him to the mat then kicks Blaze in the back. Ward lifts Blaze up and shoots him into the ropes. Blaze rebounds off the ropes and heads to Ward who pushes him into the air and catches him with a European uppercutt.

Daniels: "P.O.W.R. drops Blaze cold."

Blaze holds his jaw and Ward drops him with an overhead suplex. Ward rolls through and into an armbar. Ward cranks on the hold. Blaze fights to the ropes.

Masters: "Nice hustle by Blaze to the ropes."

Ward grabs Blaze and hiptosses him. Ward follows through kicking Blaze in the chest hard. Blaze holds the chest as Ward grabs his legs. Ward is going for a Boston crab.

Daniels: "If he turns him over, this can be trouble."

Blaze is trying to fight by not going with the hold.

Masters: "Well Krimzon Blaze is not making it easy for him in the least."

Daniel Ward has got the Boston crab locked in as Blaze begins to grit his teeth, trying not to scream in pain, but it becomes unbearable. Blaze now desperately struggles towards the ropes, but the weight of Daniel Ward makes it’s difficult for the X champion to reach them, Daniel Ward purposely leaning back to gain more leverage. The fans yet again try and get behind the big underdog for this contest, Daniel Ward not letting it effect him in the slightest as he pulls Blaze back to the center of the ring.

Daniels: "He was so close."

Masters: "Close yet far, drop me a line and tell me how the hell you are..."

Daniels: "You know CKY?"

Masters: "I watched too much Jackass twelve years ago."

Krimzon Blaze is now edging ever nearer to the ropes as Ward begins to lose grip on KB. Blaze reaches out once more, grabbing the bottom rope, and clinging to it like it was his only hope. Ward immediately lets go as the referee tells him to break the hold. Ward now pulls KB back into the center of the ring as he drops an elbow drop to the spine. Krimzon begins to scurry away as he gets to the ropes, levering himself up to his feet as Ward now goes in for a lariat, however Blaze ducks and hit’s a desperation back body drop on his opponent, as Ward falls to the arena floor below.

Daniels: "Desperation move by Blaze."

Masters: "Let's see if he can follow it up."

Blaze is over by the ropes as Ward is getting to his feet. Blaze slings over the top rope aiming for Ward but he moved so Blaze lands on his feet. Ward charges at Blaze but Blaze leapfrogs Ward and Ward smashes the barricade. Blaze hits Ward with a Pele as Ward walks away from the barricade. Blaze climbs the barricade holding Ward by the arm and leaps off with a backflip landing into a DDT, driving Ward face first on the arena floor.

Daniels: "What the hell was that?"

Masters: "Blaze stood on the barricade and leaped off with a backflip and caught Ward on the way down with a DDT to the floor."

Daniels: "How did Blaze do that?"

Masters: "I don't know. Balalncing on a barricade is tough enough but to moonsault off that and get a DDT out of it is tough."

Blaze gets up and lifts Ward up and rolls him into the ring. Blaze gets on the apron and springs off with springboard cross body. Blaze goes for the pin.

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Daniels: "I cannot believe Daniel Ward kicked out of that."

Masters: "That lion has heart."

Daniels: "After that DDT, this should have done it."

Blaze gets up and runs into the ropes and bounces off. Ward is on his knees and is met with a pair of boots as Blaze dropkicks the side of the head. Ward rolls onto his back. Blaze measures Ward and hits a standing moonsault senton. Ward holds his ribs as Blaze points to the sky.

Masters: "This could be trouble for either man."

Blaze exits the ring and stands on the apron awaiting Ward to get back up. Ward gets up and Blaze springs to the top rope and leaps off into a front flip and catches Ward with his legs bringing him down to the mat with a frankensteiner. Daniels: "Springboard Dragonrana finds the mark there."

Masters: "Blaze is surprising me tonight with this new offense he is pulling out."

Blaze runs to the ropes and goes for a springboard phoenix splash but Ward rolls away. Both men get up but Ward thrusts Blaze in the throat. Ward whips Blaze into the turnbuckle. Ward charges at Blaze and connects with a back elbow. Ward follows it up with a series of thrusts to the throat. Ward grabs Blaze by the arm and hammerlocks him. Ward tries to drive Blaze into the turnbuckle but Blaze blocks with his boot. Blaze rocks Ward with his loose elbow. Ward lets go and Blaze runs off into the ropes. Ward catches this and tosses Blaze into the air but Blaze reverses with a cutter driving Ward face-first into the canvas.

Daniels: "Looks like Blaze blocked the European uppercutt from before with a pop-up cutter."

Masters: "Blaze is in it to win it tonight."

Blaze goes for the pin.

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Daniels: "Blaze was close there."

Blaze pounds the mat in frustration.

Masters: "He knows it as well. Look at him, he is enraged."

Blaze gets up and measures Ward and drops him with a scoop slam. Blaze exits the ring and springs to the top rope. He leaps off and drops down on Ward.

Daniels: "Superman 450!"

Masters: "Always impressive."

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Daniels: "How did Ward kick out?"

Blaze is besides himself.

Masters: "Krimzon Blaze did not expect Ward to kick out of the Superman."

Daniels: "Would you expect that someone you hit with a Superman 450 would kick out?"

Masters: "No but that's not the point."

Blaze gets up and runs to the ropes. Blaze charges at Ward and goes for a rolling senton but Ward rolls out of the way. Blaze crashes hard on the canvas back first. Ward gets up and goes for a quick roll-up on the injured Blaze.

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Ward lifts up bringing Blaze up with him. Ward goes for a backslide and Blaze blocks.

Masters: "Nice display by both Ward and Blaze."

Daniels: "But this right now is about being the first to get to a knee."

Ward drops to a knee.

Masters: "Looks like Ward is."

Ward drops to his other knee and drags Blaze down.

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Blaze gets up but Ward locks in a top wristlock and drives Blaze to the mat.

Daniels: "Ward is relentless here."

Masters: "Nice top wristlock here by Daniel Ward."

Daniels: "Blaze better get to the ropes soon if he wants to continue."

Masters: "Why would he want to do that? He only has a title defense in four weeks."

Blaze shuffles to the ropes. Ward breaks the hold.

Daniels: "The jokes write themselves William."

Masters: "Shut up! Just shut up Jared!"

Blaze gets up and Ward chops him hard. Blaze fires back with a chop of his own. Blaze chops Ward back. Ward follows with another chop and so does Blaze. Blaze follows with a second chop. Blaze follows with another chop backing Ward up. Ward blocks another chop and goes for one of his own but Blaze blocks it with his hands before nailing Ward with a tornado kick.

Masters: "Nice kick by Blaze."

Ward rocks on the second rope and rebounds right into a lariat taking Blaze down with him.

Masters: "But Ward responds with a rebound lariat. That was vicious Jared."

Daniels: "What would I know, you told me to shut up."

Masters: "I'm sorry Jared, I am sorry."

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Daniels: "Apology accepted."

Ward gets to his feet and hits Blaze with a few punches on the head. Ward pulls Blaze up and places Blaze on the top turnbuckle. Ward goes for a palm thrust but Blaze moves out of the way. Blaze kicks Ward on the chest. Blaze leaps off the second rope but Ward ducks Blaze rolls through and Ward jumps up onto the second rope but Blaze charges at him. Blaze jumps and sits on the top rope as he grabs Ward. Blaze flips off the top rope driving himself face first and Ward back first on the canvas. Blaze goes for the pin

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Masters: "That was nice."

Daniels: "A ropeflip variant of Krimzon Blaze's A Krimzon Dream. That will hurt in the morning."

Masters: "But that didn't put an end to this contest."

Daniels: "But it took a lot out of them. Both Blaze and Ward are down and out."

Blaze gets up and hits a few clubs to the recovering Ward. Blaze drops Ward with a dropkick and follows it with another. He goes for a third but Ward ducks. Ward goes for an European uppercut but Blaze moves and rocks Ward backwards with a savate kick. Blaze goes for a clothesline but Ward reverses and drops Blaze face first onto the second turnbuckle. Blaze is rocked as Ward backs away.

Daniels: "Flatliner straight into the turnbuckle. Blaze is stunned in the corner."

Masters: "Ward likes to go for his running knee in his predicament. Perhaps we will see that here."

Ward charges forward at Blaze but he moves out of the way. Ward runs his knee into the turnbuckle. Blaze runs into the ropes and goes for a spinning headscissors but it is blocked when Blaze gets one leg caught in Wards knee and the other around Wards neck. Blaze is screaming in pain.

Daniels: "That looks like it hurts."

Masters: "What is that?"

Daniels: "It looks like a variation of the stretch muffler."

Masters: "How Ward block a spinning headscissors into that?"

Daniels: "Ward is a submissions expert."

Blaze is beating Ward on the back trying to get out of the hold. Ward lets go but locks in his Regal Stretch.

Masters: "By Royal Appointment out of that vicious move."

Daniels: "Blaze will not have same in quitting here."

Ward cranks back and Blaze taps out.

Masters: "Blaze taps."

Daniels: "This was an impressive display by both men."

Masters: "But Daniel Ward walks out the victor."

Ward breaks off the hold and the referee raised Ward's arm.

Towers: "Your winner, Daniel Ward."

The crowd cheers as both seconds walk into the ring to check on their partners.

Daniels: "However Krimzon Blaze is on a bit of a losing streak do you think Jason X is at an advantage going into Event Horizon?"

Masters: "It does but we shall see."

Daniels: "Daniel Ward is gaining momentum for the six-way ladder match."

Mike King walks into the ring side area as Monroe and Newsome enter the ring to check their tag team partners.

Masters: "It's Mike King."

Daniels: "What does he want?"

King asks for a microphone.

Masters: "Looks like we will find out."

Daniels: "Let's hope he doesn't try to attack Jessica Towers or one of us."

Masters: "You are delusional."

King looks at Ward and then Blaze.

King: "KONICHIWA Shizuoka!"

The crowd cheers King.

King: "Thank you but you are cheering the wrong guy. That right there is what we call a barn-burner."

The crowd claps for King's praise of the contest they just saw. Blaze is up to his feet.

King: "Krimzon Blaze, you always had my respect but quiet frankly, that was an amazing performance. You pushed Daniel Ward to one of the best contests I've seen him in. You have proven that you are more than a joke."

King looks at Mike Monroe.

King: "And his partner and greatest rival Mike Monroe. Mike I know we haven't looked eye to eye before. I accused you of being a deserter in the past. A man who forgot about me. I accused you of this twice and as time went on I realize that I was wrong. You did not desert me when you sealed Beautiful Agony in 2009. And when you reunited it, you didn't invite me because I was inactive and I could have easily called you to as for a spot."

King looks at his stablemates Ward and Newsome and then turns back and looks at Monroe.

King: "And for that I am truly sorry. I was blind with rage but now I see clearly. I see that you two are forgotten like I thought I was and you are not given the credit you two so rightfully deserve. Mike, you are one of the toughest wrestlers night in and night out and you have the same chance as Ward and Newsome at Event Horizon to win a title shot for any title of your choosing. After my former partner Rob Wright cashed in on you, you know what that means."

Monroe nods.

King: "And Krimzon Blaze, you have fought the odds. Many people even your partner thought that you would lose your X Title in your first defense against him but you didn't. You retained it and proved you have a successful defense. The two of you deserve more."

King reaches into his trench-coat and pulls out two shirts.

King: "This is not about our history. This is about our future. CZW has failed to unite against Ryan Shane and his Uprising. Tonight infront of this Shizuoka fans, I am offering you two, my brothers to join my current brothers andI to be a part of the Wayward Sons. Together we can save CZW and ensure that we have an equal chance."

King tosses a shirt at Monroe and one at Blaze.

King: "What do you say?"

Monroe and Blaze look at eachother and talk quietly.

: "Are they going to join?"

: "They would be stupid not to."

: "Well if they do, The Wayward Sons will nearly be doubled in one-fell swoop."

Monroe and Blaze nod and put the shirts on.

: "They joined."

: "Knowing the bad blood between King and Monroe this is a shock."

King, Ward and Newsome embrace their new members.

: "It looks like the Wayward Sons have gained two new members in Monroe and Blaze.

: "The Uprising is in for a war now that The Wayward Sons have this fire power of The Tru Family Cru."

The five of them exit the ring together as a collective unit.

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We cut to a shot of Derek Damage sitting in his office. He is deep into a stack of paperwork, his focus never breaking. The door opens off-screen, and heavy footsteps enter into the room. Damage doesn’t look up, but the voice of the mystery man does stop his pen for a minute.

????: “It’s a long flight to Japan, Derek.”

Damage looks up to the man off-screen, a smile passing over him.

Damage: “Well good men are hard to find. I’m sure you’ve heard it through the grapevine, but Mike Monroe is injured. That sort of puts me in a bad position for the Money in the Bank match. NJAW gave us a lot of money to make this worth seeing, so I needed a worthy replacement.”

The man off-screen gives a chuckle.

????: “I think I can handle that. ‘Bout time you called me, anyway. Was starting to think you guys forgot about me.”

Derek stands up and extends a hand, happy with the answer.

Damage: “It’s hard to forget a man like Big Nasty.”

The camera zooms out to confirm that yes, the man in the office and returning in Monroe’s place was none other than “The South Beach Specimen” Big Nasty! BN gives a sly grin, the camera zooming in on his face before cutting away.

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-=SEXY DEMOLITION!=-
"The Demolition Crew" (Nick Stevens and Lance Anderson) w/ Mr. Sugamoto vs "The Uprising" (Brian Blaze and Christien Belanger)

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The fans jeer loudly as ‘the Scorpion Deathlock’ plays and the Demolition Crew make their way to the ring, led by Mr. Sugamoto.

Towers: “The following tag-team contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…THE DEMOLITION CREW!”

The intimidating duo enter the ring and simultaneously remove their masks, shooting intimidating looks into the camera. “Sexy Results” begins to play, and the fans mostly boo, but some cheers resound from the female members of the audience.

Towers: “Introducing their opponents, representing ‘the Uprising,’ BRIAN BLAZE AND CHRISTIEN BELANGER!!”

Blaze comes out with his patented bucket of Sleaze and Belanger has a large fragrance dispenser likewise marked as ‘Sleaze.’ The duo head to the ring, basking in the jeers and showing off to the crowd. They set their accessories in their corner and get ready for the opening bell, with Christen starting off against Lance Anderson.

*DING-DING!*

Daniels: “There’s the lock up, and Belanger with a side headlock! Headlock take-down sees the Uprising taking control early!”

Masters: “Talk about a clash of styles, Daniels. These two teams are about as different as it gets!”

Anderson fights back to a vertical base and shoves Belanger into the ropes, taking him to the mat with a shoulder tackle on the rebound! Anderson off the near side, leaping down with a double axe-handle, but Belanger avoids the attack. Both men stand and Christien lands a beautiful dropckick!

Daniels: “Belanger has Anderson now…GREAT suplex! He pulls Anderson back to his feet and tags in Brian Blaze! Christien holds Anderson in position as Blaze drives a fist into his exposed ribs! Good teamwork!”

Blaze continues the assault, kicking and punching Anderson all the way to the other side of the ring, rocking him against the ropes. He whips Lance into the far side and goes for the lariat, but Anderson ducks! Blaze hits the ropes again and gets knocked inside out by a HUGE discus punch from Anderson on the rebound!

Masters: “I think he’s going to need some dentures after that one, Jarred!”

Anderson tags in Stevens and, as Blaze fights to get to his feet, the Demolition Crew attack him with stereo double axe-handles, driving him back to the mat! Stevens pulls Blaze to his feet and hits a nice fisherman’s suplex. He pulls Blaze back to his feet and hits the Stinger, a shoulder jawbreaker, and then goes for the cover!

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Daniels: “The Uprising still in this one!”

Stevens hits a neck snap and then tags Anderson back in. Lance grabs Blaze’s arm and leaps up, hitting a single-arm DDT over his knee! Blaze winces in pain as he rolls back to his feet slowly, Anderson measuring him up. Anderson goes for the super-kick, but Blaze blocks it, connecting with a disgusting low-blow to stop the Demolition Crew’s momentum dead!

Daniels: “BLATANT low blow there by Blaze, but Belanger was distracting the referee!”

Masters: “He’s a great wingman, Daniels!”

Anderson slowly stands and Blaze connects with a kick to the gut, then kicks him back upright with a kick to the head, THEN drills him with a SUPERKICK!!

Daniels: “MONEY SHOT!!”

The fans begin to suddenly cheer as Eddie Rowan and Spencer Pierce leap the barricade out of nowhere and grab the bucket and atomizer of Sleaze from the ring apron!

Daniels: “GUNSLINGER SAINTS!! The Saints have just stolen the SLEAZE!!”

Masters: “What the crap!?”

Blaze and Belanger are livid as the Saints make their way up the ramp with the pilfered Sleaze. So distracted are they that they don’t notice that the Demolition Crew have regrouped! Anderson whips Blaze around and DROPS him with the Gem Cutter as Nick Stevens superkicks Belanger off the apron! They then grab Blaze and PLANT him with the Carnage-Plex!!

Daniels: “Vicious double-team move from the Demolition Crew there! There’s the pin!!”

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Daniels: “What a surprising way for that match to end! The Demolition Crew have made their official debut with a big win here tonight, and the Gunslinger Saints likewise have gotten a measure of revenge as well! The tag-team scene is really heating up!”

Masters: “I’m quite impressed with this new team, Daniels! They’ll make much better champions than either of those teams!”

Daniels: “That remains to be seen, but after seeing this match, I can’t rule it out!”

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The cameras fade to the backstage area and the multiple colored wearing masked woman’s competitor Cristal is seen lying face down on the floor in the hallway. Beside her body is seen a folded and dented up steel stair and standing over her are a pair of women’s black heeled boots and as the camera angles move upward it comes visible that the woman is non-other than Miss Michelle. Miss Michelle brings her arms down to her sides after having them raised as she’s motioning them in victory. She leans down and presses her knees on the lower back of Cristal and grabs the steel chair from the side. She pulls Cristal’s unconscious face up off the floor and places the chair beneath her face. Miss Michelle drops her down on it and leans her mouth down to Cristal’s ear.

Miss Michelle: You silly girl, you thought this was over between us!? I told you to watch your back because I’m not quite done with it. Your victory two weeks ago means nothing to me or the record books and I will do whatever it takes to make sure I permanently remove you from the running of the QOC title decision! My name is Miss Michelle and don’t you forget it!

She stands up from Cristal’s body and sets her right foot on the lower back of her as she just laughs while raising her arms in victory. When people see Cristal lying on the floor, Miss Michelle starts walking up the hallway.

Stephanie Dee: Oh no, Cristal!

Referee Stephanie Dee along with Jason Humel and Sydney Vicious run over to Cristal’s side as Miss Michelle turns around and starts walking backwards to watch the damage she caused. They carefully roll Cristal over to her back and start calling for EMT’s when Sydney Vicious leaves the scene to get assistance. The scene fades back to ringside.

Jarred Daniels: The brutality of that assault! Miss Michelle is the definite definition of a sore loser!

William Masters: She was getting herself noticed and there’s nothing better than attacking one of the best women in the CZW women’s division.

Jarred Daniels: I still think Miss Michelle’s actions are despicable!

***

-=NJAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!=-
"The Anti-Christ of CZW" Ryan Shane (C) w/ Cassidy Fontaine vs "The Ultimate Lion" Choji Saiyga

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CZW returns with the sounds of a classic Japanese electronic rock song playing in the background. NJAW wrestler Choji Saiyga makes his way down to the ring, his ring gear a bright red and gold with a matching trench coat and mask, resembling a lion. The crowd chants “GO, GO, LION!” as he climbs up onto the apron and leaps into the air, doing a handstand on the top rope before flipping into the ring. A barrage of red and gold streamers cover the ring!

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is for one fall, and it is for the Neo Japan Alliance Wrestling Heavyweight Championship of the World! Introducing first, representing NJAW! From Konosu, Saitama, Japan! Weighing in at 200 pounds! He is “The Ultimate Lion, SAAAAAAAAAIYGAAAAAAA CHOOOOOOOJIIIIIIII!!!!!”

The Japanese fans are overjoyed at the sight of their favorite and the use of the Japanese pronunciation of his name. Choji bows to the fans and throws up a single finger into the air as his music dies down. The ring crew works on removing the ribbons from the ring. Choji removes his mask and ring jacket, handing them ringside.

Masters: ”What an honor it is for us to have such a legend in this business gracing our ring. Choji Saiyga is the epitome of what it is to be a Japanese wrestler. He embodies honor, respect, and his style of strikes and unorthodox grapples is well-documented. ”

Daniels: ”Choji is a legend around the world, not just here in his home country. He is a multiple time NJAW World Heavyweight Champion above the other dozens of titles under his belt. Fans, there’s a reason they call him “The Ultimate Lion”.”

Masters: “There’s not many that are fit to be king of the Jungle that is Professional Wrestling.”

Daniels: “Indeed there isn’t. Choji is one in a million.”

The fans begin to settle down, but before they can, “Immigrant Song” by Gotthard rips through the air! Loud boos flood over, almost drowning out the music. The curtain parts, and out first walks a rather nervous Cassidy Fontaine, behind her the grimacing Ryan Shane. Ryan wears the stolen CZW World Heavyweight Title under his black leather jacket, his newly won NJAW World Heavyweight Title raised high over his head in one hand. A black X is spray painted over the faceplate as was Ryan’s norm.

Jessica Towers: “Next, representing CZW and The Uprising! From Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada! He weighs in at 225lbs! He is the Neo Japan Alliance Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, “The Straight Edge Curse” and “The Anti-Christ of CZW”, RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!”

Daniels: “Speaking of one in a million. God, I hate to admit it, William. I really do. Ryan Shane is one of the most disgusting, despicable humans I’ve ever seen in the sport of professional wrestling…….but he’s damn good at what he does. Gah, I need a shower after saying that!”

Masters: “Does the soul good to admit truth, Jarred. Ryan Shane calls himself the best in the world, and as far as I’m concerned he’s right. He stole the CZW title he has on his waist right now, but can you really say that’s not a glimpse of the future? Ryan Shane for NJAW and CZW Champion!”

Daniels: “I’m sure everyone else at camp “Dark and Tattooed Clichés” will appreciate your support. I don’t care who it is, Ryan needs to be stopped and either T.J. Hix or El Pablo will do it.”

Ryan steps onto the apron, climbing up the outside of the ring and placing one foot on the top rope. He removes the CZW world title form his waist and holds the titles high up over his head, yelling “BEST IN THE WOOOOOOORLD!” at the top of his lungs. He hands the titles to the outside of the ring along with his jacket and hat, then leaps into the ring. The two men immediately begin circling the ring, eyes never breaking from each other.

The bell rings and both men square off, getting into their fighting stances. Choji digs a kick deep into the side of Ryan, who recoils a bit but forces a stiff open right hand into Choji’s face! Choji uses the momentum of the strike and turns, placing a back kick into Ryan’s gut, bending him over! Choji throws a stiff rising kick but Ryan dodges at the last minute, sweeping Choji’s leg! As Choji hits the match, Ryan swings his foot up and drops down an axe kick that Choji rolls away from! Choji rises back to his feet, and the two square off to a round of applause.

Daniels: “What a display from both men already! Those strikes are enough to fall bigger men and they’re taking them like love taps!”

Both men approach again, this time Ryan dodging a swift superkick from Choji and placing a knee into his gut! Ryan grabs Saiyga by the hair and bashes him with a headbutt! Two, three! He hooks Choji’s head, lifting him up for a brianbuster! Ryan drops him on his head and goes for the cover!

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Masters: “Choji Saiyga having none of that! This match is far from over!”

Daniels: “Ryan looks surprised his short string of moves didn’t finish a world class athlete like Choji. Looks like he had the intention of ending this fast.”

Ryan hoists Choji back up, laying into him with a forearm smash! Choji stumbles back and Ryan follows him. Choji leans against the ropes, waiting for the time until he springs forward and cracks Ryan with a superkick! Spit flies out of Ryan’s mouth as he crumbles down, and Choji goes for the cover!

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Daniels: “One kick out for another! Ryan not letting Choji show him up!”

Masters: “I bloody well thought this match was over. Choji delivers teeth-shattering superkicks.”

Choji wastes no time, picking a dazed Ryan up and turning him into a waistlock. Choji lifts Ryan and plants him with a Bridging German Suplex! The cover!

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Masters: “Saiyga is turning Ryan over for one more. I believe he’ll keep hitting these suplexes all night until he can get the pin!”

Choji sets Ryan up for another German, priming himself. He goes for the lift, but Ryan blocks it with his leg! He runs forward, dragging Choji with him before diving between the middle and top rope, smacking the rope into Saiyga’s throat! Saiyga stumbles back, turning around just as he’s floored with a stiff lariat!

Daniels: “LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!”

Masters: “What?”

Daniels: “Sorry, got into the mood. When in Rome, right?”

Ryan’s eyes go wild as we’ve seen in the past, and he begins to tremble with rage! He picks Choji up, setting him up for a powerbomb. He lifts, smacking Choji shoulders and neck first into the ground! Before the referee can count for the pin, Ryan hooks one leg and turns Choji over onto his stomach in a very high-angle half-crab!

Daniels: “That’s….that’s…..”

Masters: “The Executioner’s Song! The lethal submission of Ryan’s Deus Ex Machina faction mate Justin Marsham! Ryan has used his exact hold under the name the Niagara Crab in the past to put away many opponents, and right now he looks to claim another!”

Choji screams out in pain as the hold is sunk in deeper! He grasps for anything he can find, but finally muscles himself up to his palms. He slowly begins crawling toward the ropes. He reaches out for the bottom rope, but immediately has his head kicked into the mat by Shane! He drags Choji back into the middle, kicking him a few more times in the head! Choji’s lights begin to dim, be he shakes off the daze and pushes himself back up. He spins quickly, pulling Ryan in for an inside cradle, but spins as he does so. He applies a cobra clutch to Ryan with a headscissors at the same time! Ryan yells out, kicking around and prying at the limbs. He manages to break the headscissors easily thanks to the damage the Executioner’s Song inflicted. Choji pulls back on the cobra clutch, making it difficult to breath. He swings his hand, managing to punch Choji a few times, breaking the hold. Ryan gasps for air as Choji tends to his ankle, both men slowly rising back up. Both slump further into the ring, Ryan throwing a wild forearm strike, which Choji ducks. Choji swings a kick which is blocked by Ryan and thrown back around. Ryan grabs the waist and hooks the arm, setting up the Saito Suplex! He lifts, but Choji flips over his shoulder! He spins Ryan and hooks him in a Fisherman Suplex, sitting out in a driver! He covers!

Daniels: “Choji connects with the Fisherman Driver! This is the end!”

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Masters: “Ryan escapes the Fisherman Driver! We know how good he is at dishing out damage, but Ryan’s tolerance is on another level! Choji may have to kill him to take the title back.”

Choji looks on in disbelief. He shakes his head, picking Ryan back up. He signals for the end, yelling out to the crowd “LI-ON FORCE-UUUUUU!”

Daniels: “Here it is! Choji Saiyga rarely has to go for this maneuver! A pumphandle cutter he refers to as the Lion Force! What a rare treat! Nobody gets up from this move!”

Choji attempts to hook the arm, but Ryan breaks away with an angry roar! He cracks Choji with a right hand, then hooks him in a fishermen of his own, driving him onto the knee with the Cursebreaker III! Ryan rips Choji off of the ground and lifts him for another suplex, turning him into a double-knee backbreaker, the Cursebreaker IV! If that wasn’t enough, Ryan picks him up once more, turning Choji into a neckbreaker position before spinning and laying a forearm into his neck with the Ra’s Al Ghul! Choji rolls forward from the strike into a seated position just as Ryan bounces off of the ropes, smashing him in the face with a Sublimation!

Masters: “My god! What a devastating combination! This has to be over.”

Ryan goes for the cover, but the referee doesn’t see it! Cassidy Fontaine is up on the apron, calling for Shane to turn around, pointing to ringside behind him! The referee attempts to order her down, but in her hysteric state she points! Ryan leaves the pin, yelling at Cassidy to get down, not paying attention to what is going on. After a second, he arches an eyebrow, turning around…

Daniels: “Wait a second, when did he-”

Masters: “DON’T TURN AROUND, RYAN!”

It’s too late. Ryan turns and is rocked with a strike from the CZW World Title in the hands of T.J. Hix! Hix rolls out of the ring as fast as he arrived, draping the title over his shoulder where it belongs. He looks on evilly as Choji begins to stir, and Cassidy is forced from the apron. Choji picks up the unconscious Shane, hooking him in the pumphandle! He lifts him and flips him heels overhead before dropping into the cutter! LION FORCE! He covers!

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Choji’s music is played again as he rolls over, exhausted. They drape the NJAW World Title over his chest to a loud ovation from the crowd, unwavering from the events in the match!

Jessica Towers: “Here is your winner, AND THE NEEEEEEEEEEEEW NJAW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION! SAIYGA CHOOOOOOOOOOJIIIIIIIII!!!!!!”

Masters: “The dastardly T.J. Hix has not only retrieved his World Title, but has cost Ryan Shane the NJAW Championship! Brilliant!”

Daniels: “I can’t say I like him much more, but anyone is better off with that title than Ryan Shane!”

Masters: “And yet, you know this is not the end of it. Ryan will not just let this go, Jarred. Hix has his title and his revenge, but Ryan will come for him. He won’t let him walk away.”

Hix looks on at the two men leveled in the ring, lifting his title up high over his head with a big smirk as the camera cuts to another commercial.

***

-=MAIN EVENT!=-
WHC SIDES REPRESENT!
"Bad Ass" Matt Covey vs Jigga C vs "The Clown, The Killer, The Saint" Eddie Rowan

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DANIELS: What a night we have had here in the Twin Messe Shizuoka, ladies and gentlemen, as we really start to motor on down the road towards Event Horizon.. and speaking of that historic, year-end iPay-Per-View, we are just about ready here and now for our Main Event.. a triple-threat match, with all three sides of that HUGE World Heavyweight Championship match being represented... let's go to Jessica Towers for the introductions!

The camera cuts to the ever-lovely Towers in the ring, as the lights fade out and "Right Above It" by Lil Wayne hits the soundsystem, drawing a rather mixed reaction from the CZW audience.

TOWERS: The following triple-threat match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, representing the World Heavyweight Champion TJ Hix... from Richmond, Kentucky.. weighing in at 207lbs... he is the CZW Television Champion... JIGGAAAAAAAAAA C!!!!!

Jigga bounds out through the curtain and makes his way towards the ring, dancing in a manner that I'm quite sure is most hip with the kids in the ghetto.

DANIELS: Jigga looking fired up and ready to go here.. I don't think it's too unfair to say that this young man has been "overlooked" by many as far as his chances of victory in this match-up goes.. but, while it may be true to say that he perhaps does not possess the "star power" of Eddie Rowan and Matt Covey, he has shown himself to be a more than able competitor, particularly since the re-emergence of CZW, as evidenced by his current standing as Television Champion.

MASTERS: He's the unknown quantity, Jarred... everyone expects Eddie Rowan to charge around the ring like a wasp on a sugar high.. everyone expects Matt Covey to try and kick seven shades of you-know-what out of everything that moves... no-one knows what Jigga C's game plan here is going to be!

Jigga hops into the ring and continues his dancing until his music fades, at which point he steps to the far side of the ring and begins to work the ropes as "Man of Constant Sorrow" by Charm City Devils hits the soundsystem, a cacophony of boos and general abuse raining down from the stands as the second competitor steps out into the aisle.

TOWERS: Next... from "Wherever he damn well pleases" - and also presumably Richmond, Kentucky seeing as, you know, brothers - representing Ryan Shane and The Uprising... weighing in at 225lbs... "BAD ASS" MATT COVEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!

The eyes of the Covey brothers lock as Matt pauses at the far end of the aisle, paying no mind to the hostility being afforded to him from the fans in attendance. A brief smirks spreads across the face of "Bad Ass" as he calmly reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a wad of cash, then makes a deliberate show of thumbing through it before tucking it back into his pants and checking an imaginary watch on his wrist.

DANIELS: "Bad Ass" apparently giving himself time to get "on the clock" here, as it were.

MASTERS: His time is valuable, Jarred.. arse-whipping doesn't come cheap!

Satisfied that he can now begin, Covey charges down the aisle and slides under the ropes into the ring, as Jigga dives across the canvas and immediately begins laying into his brother with a flurry of rights and lefts, Towers making a hasty exit on the other side.

DANIELS: Well, apparently we're not even gonna wait for our third party to make his entrance; Jigga wants this thing started right now!!

The music fades out as Jigga hauls Matt up to his feet, and throws him shoulder-first against the turnbuckle. Jigga then follows up with kicks to the midsection, then stands Matt up and unleashes a few knife-edge chops to his chest as "Slip Slide Melting" by For Love Not Lisa bursts onto the soundsystem, sending the crowd into a frenzy. Paying no mind to the distraction, Jigga throws a series of elbows into the side of Matt's head, but "Bad Ass" fights back with a stiff kick to the knee. Jigga stumbles backwards, and Matt grabs him by the neck and dumps him through the ropes out onto the floor as attention turns to the curtain, where Eddie Rowan steps out, dressed in his "Team EP" jersey and tucking casually into a bowl of EP's patented Skittles Ice Cream. Eddie strolls slowly down the aisle as Matt rolls out of the ring and rounds the corner, charging as Jigga gets to his feet and dropping him immediately back down with a clothesline. Eddie now reaches the ring, and places the bowl on the apron before rolling under the ropes, picking it up again and taking a seat atop one of the turnbuckles, much to the audience's amusement.

DANIELS: Looks like Eddie's taking the opportunity to get a "birds-eye view" of this little family feud we've got going on here!

MASTERS: Oh good, more commercial posturing and inappropriate interjection of so-called "comedy" into a serious professional wrestling contest, how wonderful!

With Eddie looking on, Matt hauls Jigga off the floor and rams his head into the barricade. Jigga staggers backwards, allowing Matt to tuck his head under Jigga's arm and drive him back against the ring apron. Matt then fires a few stiff right hands into Jigga's head, before draping him across his shoulders.. pausing.. and dropping Jigga throat-first onto the barricade. Jigga spins down to the floor, but quickly pops back to his feet, coughing and spluttering as he takes a few steps away before turning back, right into a spear from "Bad Ass."

DANIELS: What a spear!! Matt Covey has quickly reversed the momentum and taken charge of this contest here!

As Matt picks himself up, attentions turn back to Eddie, who frisbees his now-empty bowl into the audience.. stands poised upon the second rope.. and springs off, taking Covey down with a big flying clothesline.

DANIELS: OH!! And Eddie Rowan.. in the most spectacular fashion.. just introduced himself into proceedings!!!

Eddie kneels up, fists raised triumphantly in the air as the crowd pops huge-style. He then gets to his feet, pulling Matt up with him.. and whips "Bad Ass" full-tilt into the steel steps, knocking them clean out of position as Matt crumples to the floor clutching his chest. Eddie then grabs Jigga and rolls him into the ring.

DANIELS: What impact there.. Covey crashing into those ringsteps... and Eddie Rowan may have just given himself a big window of opportunity here!!

Eddie climbs into the ring himself, just as Jigga starts to try and push himself to his feet. Eddie promptly cuts him off with a boot to the gut, then darts off to the side and hits the ropes.. rebounds.. and drops Jigga back down to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Eddie then steps out onto the apron, and waits for Jigga to start moving again before climbing the turnbuckle.

DANIELS: Eddie going up top.. Jigga's already taken a lot of punishment; this could be academic right here...

As Jigga staggers to his feet, Eddie leaps off the top rope.. right into a dropkick from Jigga C!

DANIELS: BUT WAIT! JIGGA WITH A DROPKICK.. WHERE DID HE PULL THAT FROM!?

MASTERS: That certainly took the wind out of Rowan's sails.. but it took a lot out of Jigga too.. and where the hell is "Bad Ass"!?

DANIELS: We've not seen Matt Covey at all since that collision with the steps.. I'm not sure he's even moved!

Slowly, Eddie and Jigga begin to pull themselves up, the crowd willing on the still-jerseyed "Team EP" representative through the loud, rhythmic chanting of his name. The two men approach each other, and Jigga fires a right hook square into the jaw of Eddie. Eddie reels back, then hits back with a right hook of his own. The two trade off blows for several seconds, before Jigga gradually begins to get the upper hand, forcing Eddie back against the ropes. Jigga then begins to combine his punches with a few knife-edge chops, then grabs Eddie by the wrist and whips him across the ring. As Eddie rebounds off the ropes, Jigga steps forward.. swings for a clothesline.. Eddie ducks.. and then dives through the ropes, crashing into Matt Covey on the outside who had just got back to his feet, as the crowd explodes once again.

DANIELS: BAH GAWD!!! QUICK THINKING THERE FROM EDDIE ROWAN.. LAUNCHING HIMSELF LIKE A TORPEDO RIGHT INTO THE STERNUM OF THE "BAD ASS!!!"

Jigga looks out over the ropes at Matt and a dazed Eddie Rowan, their bodies tangled in a heap against the barricade on the floor. He takes a moment to shake his own cobwebs loose, and then, as Eddie begins to pick himself up, Jigga turns and hits the ropes.. rebounds.. and propels himself over the top rope with a corkscrew plancha.. but Eddie sidesteps, leaving Jigga to crash hard down upon his brother. Eddie theatrically wipes his brow as he walks away from the wreckage, as both Covey brothers writhe about on the floor clutching their torsos.

DANIELS: That was a HARD impact there.. the Covey brothers have certainly taken some punishment in this match-up so far!

Eddie jogs back over to his opponents, and hauls Jigga back to his feet, tossing him into the ring once again. He follows in behind, then pulls Jigga up.. applies a front-facelock.. and drops him with a snap-sitout gordbuster. Eddie then rolls Jigga over onto his back, and steps out onto the apron once again, signalling to the crowd who let out yet another excited cheer.

DANIELS: Eddie signalling for something big here.. he's got Jigga in position...

Eddie climbs to the top rope, and slowly stands up, eyes fixed on Jigga lying prone below him. Eddie raises his arms.. shapes.. and leaps, hitting his trademark 630* legdrop.

DANIELS: ST. EDWARDS FALL! EXECUTED TO PERFECTION! EDDIE HAS IT!!!

With the crowd on their feet, Eddie makes the cover.. but before the referee can even drop to make the count, Eddie finds himself dragged out of the ring by the ankle, courtesy of Matt Covey. Eddie lands on his feet, but before he even has time to realise what just happened, Matt floors him with a VICIOUS clothesline, Eddie's head snapping back against the floor.

MASTERS: Bloody hell!

DANIELS: "Bad Ass" is back up.. and "Bad Ass" is HOT!!!

MASTERS: ..Excuse me?

DANIELS: I mean angry HOT!!!

With eyes like fireballs, Matt rips Eddie off the floor, and shoves him violently back against the guardrail. Eddie slumps to the floor, but Covey hauls him up again, and leads him over to the ringsteps, which he swiftly introduces to Eddie's face. Covey then tosses Eddie under the ropes into the ring, following right after him.

DING DING!

MASTERS: Wha.. why did the bell just ring?

DANIELS: First time all three men have been in the ring.. I guess that's the official start to this match!

MASTERS: ..So what the bloody hell have we just been watching for the last 15 minutes!?

DANIELS: Hey, talk to the referee, not me!

Matt pulls himself to his feet using the ropes, as Eddie crawls across the ring in an attempt to give himself some breathing room. Eddie begins to groggily pull himself up on the other side of the ring, and as he half-plants his feet on the mat, Matt charges, crashing into Eddie with another clothesline that sends both men tumbling over the ropes and back to the outside.

DANIELS: Well, that didn't last long...

Running on adrenaline, Matt leaps up again, and delivers a swift kick to Eddie's midsection. He then marches over to the announce table, and begins ripping the various pieces of equipment off of it, dumping them on the floor as Daniels and Masters get nervously to their feet.

MASTERS: Oh lord...

DANIELS: Covey with designs on our announce table.. this can never be a good thing!

Covey marches back over to Eddie and throws another couple of stomps his way, before hauling him to his feet once again. He leads Eddie over to beside the table, and applies a front-facelock, a devillish grin on his face as he looks around at the fans pleading for him not to execute his plan. Covey lifts.. but Eddie traps his leg, preventing the execution of the move. Covey tries a second time, but with the same result, and Eddie then begins firing desperate fists into the stomach of the badass.

DANIELS: Eddie fighting back.. with everything he has!

As Covey's grip weakens, Eddie adds his second fist to the mix, finally forcing himself free and sending Covey reeling backwards a little. Eddie then throws a forearm into the side of Matt's head.. and another.. and another.. only to have his offence cut short by Matt punting him right between the legs, drawing the standard response from the male members of the audience.

MASTERS: Blimey.. right in the Skittles!

DANIELS: Skittles?

MASTERS: I mean Teskittles! TESTICLES!!!

Eddie doubles over in pain, allowing Matt to shove his head between his legs and haul him up for a powerbomb. He turns to face the table, but stumbles backwards, allowing Eddie to grab onto the ropes.

DANIELS: WAIT A S-No.. no Eddie grabs the ropes, saving himself once again!

Matt tries to pull Eddie away, but Eddie maintains his grip, holding on for dear life.. at least until Jigga leaps onto the second rope and springboards round, dropkicking Eddie in the face and knocking him off the ropes, allowing Matt to stumble forward and powerbomb him through the table.

DANIELS: GOOD GOD!! EDDIE ROWAN JUST GOT BROKEN IN HALF.. WHERE THE HELL DID JIGGA C COME FROM!?!?

MASTERS: IT'S THE UNKNOWN QUANTITY, JARRED.. JUST LIKE I TOLD YOU AT THE START!!!

Jigga rolls out of the ring and immediately starts pummelling the back of Matt as he attempts to get back to his feet.. but Matt forces himself backwards, sandwiching Jigga against the ring apron. Matt knees Jigga in the gut and rolls him into the ring, following in behind only to be immediately set upon again as Jigga puts the boots in. Jigga then starts throwing fists again, before hauling Matt up and throwing him shoulder-first against the turnbuckle as we suddenly find ourselves watching a re-run of the start of the match. This time, however, Jigga steps back a little, hopping excitedly on his feet as he watches Matt slowly peel himself off the ringpost and force himself upright. He slowly turns to face Jigga.. who promptly nails him in the face with his patented Pimp Slap, the fans "OOH!"ing in response as Matt flops to the canvas. Jigga thrusts his arms into the air, and starts dancing across to the opposite side of the ring as the fans respond with a combination of excitement and disdain.

DANIELS: Jigga just Pimp Slapped the taste right out of his brother's mouth.. and it looks like he could be setting up for something big here, William!

MASTERS: Covey's down.. I think Rowan might be dead.. this match is Jigga's for the taking!!!

Jigga stalks his brother from across the ring as Matt begins to slowly pick himself up off the canvas. When Matt gets to a knee, Jigga charges.. but Matt suddenly snaps to his feet, catching Jigga over his shoulders in the Fireman's Carry position and stepping into the centre of the ring. DANIELS: WAIT A MINUTE! COVEY HAS JIGGA UP.. COULD IT BE...

With a primal roar, Covey throws Jigga's legs up into the air and drives him head-first into the mat.

DANIELS: BLOWING OUT YOUR BRAINS!!!!!

MASTERS: HE'S GOT IT!!!!!

Matt covers...

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DING DING DING!

"Man of Constant Sorrow" returns to the soundsystem, as Covey gets back to his feet, showing clear effects of the battle but obviously doing his best not to show it.

TOWERS: The winner of this match... "BAD ASS" MATT COVEYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!

Several long moments pass by as Matt sits back on his heels following the pin. Eddie has finally started to stir amidst the broken table. Covey stands and looks around briefly, then grabs Jigga by the hair!

Daniels: Hey! The match is over! What's Matt Covey doing?

Masters: Doesn't look like he's finished to me, Daniels.

Matt grabs his younger brother up and holds him by his neck so that he can barely stand on his feet. Matt let's go of him and Jigga falls back against the ropes. Matt smirks, and then forcefully sends his brother flying over the ropes with a decapitating clothesline! The fans are booing again. Rowan approaches Matt now. He puts a hand on his shoulder and soeaks some unheard words of concern. Matt violently smacks his hand away. Not intimidated, Eddie shoves Matt in the shoulder. Matt looks away for a second, grins malevolently, and then comes back with a hard right, planting Rowan on his back!

Daniels: Eddie Rowan's gesture of good faith just got knocked out of the ball park!

Masters: What do you expect? He stuck his nose in a brother's twisted game of sibling rivalry!

Matt exits the ring and forcefully drags a groggy Jigga up to his feet. Grabbing him by the hair of the head, he begins walking his brother up the ramp, cameras following. Jigga swings an arm, but Matt draws his face back and hammers him in the nose, leaving him defenseless. At the end of the ramp, they don't stop. The cameras follow now as they proceed into the backstage area. People rush tp get out of their way as Matt snorts and grunts aloud.

Bad Ass: I've had ENOUGH of you, little brother. I'm going to eliminate you from my life once and for...

Suddenly, Eddie Rowan flies into vie, colliding with Matt's back with a double axe handle! Matt falls forward, legitimately showing signs of wear from the previous match. Jigga collapses against the floor, and now Eddie has his hands on the Bad Ass! Clobbering at his head with furious right fists!

Covey and Rowan battle up the ramp, each throwing strikes at the other with abandon! Matt looks to take charge after a few heavy punches but Eddie counters with vicious kicks to the legs and ribs. Jigga has recovered and rushes up the ramp, DROPKICKING his brother through the curtain to the back! Eddie goes to help him up, but Jigga is seeing red, and he jabs Eddie in the eyes and starts attacking him as well!

Masters: “Talk about ungrateful!”

Daniels: “The three of them just had a brutal match, and Jigga looks absolutely overcome with rage right now! I’m not sure he even knows exactly what’s happening at the moment!”

Also seemingly had enough, Eddie retaliates, striking back against Jigga as they also brawl through the curtain. Jigga gains the upper hand stomping Eddie against a large pile of crates. He rushes in for a shining wizard attempt, but Eddie counters, driving Jigga THROUGH the stack of equipment with a huge SPINEBUSTER!!

Daniels: “These guys are tearing the whole building down!!”

Eddie stands up slowly, but Covey grabs him and throws him FACE-FIRST into the wall!

Masters: “That was just sick, Daniels!”

Covey pulls Eddie to his feet, blood already beginning to streak down his face after that shot, and lays into him with stiff punches to the face! Eddie’s knees buckle, but he stops Matt’s momentum dead with a blatant low blow!! The fans go wild!

Daniels: “Well, it’s not pretty, but it works!”

Masters: “Eddie took a page out of Covey’s book with that one!”

Eddie and Covey both slowly get to their feet, but out of nowhere, Jigga cross-checks Eddie in the back with a length of steel piping! Eddie hits the ground and then Jigga takes a swing at Matt!

Daniels: The Bad Ass staggers after a hard left to the face with that steel pipe!

Masters: The little rapping bastard nearly took his own brother's head off!

Matt stumbles back into a large and rusted metal device. As the camera pans to keep up with the action, we can see it's a trash compactor. Jigga limps towards his brother, still weilding the rusted pipe he had found. Approaching his brother, Jigga pulls back for a homerun swing... Bad Ass ducks the blow! Barely standing, Matt uses the momentum to bounce his brother's head off the trash compactor! Jigga drops the pipe, helpless as his brother throws him inside the compactor's open bin!

Daniels: No! He can't do this!

Masters: Do it, goddamnit!!!

Matt is suddenly blindsided once again, as Rowan flies back into view with a cross body! *slowly panning to the side, we see he probably leaped off of that nacho cart...right over there* Looking a mess, Eddie appears to be growling like a savage dog.

Masters: Wow. It looks like Rowan found that brawling skill thing, Covey was talking about.

Eddie viciously hammers Covey in the face. The Bad Ass falls to his knees, his head resting precariously against the rusted steel. Rowan sizes him up, grimacing with one arm holding his ribs together. He suddenly raises his right foot slowly...

Daniels: Don't do it, Rowan! It's not worth it!

Masters: Oh my word, he's going to kill the son of a bitch... We'll all be free...

Daniels: What was that?

Masters: I said arrest that man!

A loud thud is heard, and suddenly Eddie's face goes blank as he topples forward to the ground. Behind him, weilding Jigga's steel pipe is...

Masters: JENNY FUCKING JACOBS?!?

Daniels: *sigh* We'll never see a cable network again...

Jenny Jacobs, wearing an Uprising babydoll t-shirt, helps Matt to his feet. Still groggy, he shakes off the spinning head trauma of staring at six Jennys. Regaining his composure, he snarls, grabbing Eddie and throwing him into the compactor too! Jigga begins climbing out, but Jenny savagely strikes his head with the pipe, sending him crashing back into Rowan inside the compactor. Matt grabs his sides, limping around the machine. He soon steps back out with a control in his hand...

Daniels: You don't think he...

Masters: You know damn well he would. And you know damn well he will...

Matt presses a button on the control, and suddenly the flat metal surface above begins to descend in the compactor! The crowd suddeny begins to scream in terrified panic as they watch the device lower towards their idols. Daniels and Masters are in complete silence. Security begin to rush the scene, but Matt quickly grabs the pipe from Jenny, sending her away. As they arrive, Matt begins striking the men down one at a time! The men collapse effortlessly under the blows of the pipe. As the compactor continues to lower, Eddie's arm suddenly appears over the door as he struggles to get out. Jigga's hand suddenly appears and grabs Eddie's face as he too tries to escape certain doom. Neither man appears able to get out for the other struggling as well. The machine has lowered incredibly now, not leaving any real room or hope of escaping...

Daniels: Oh my God...

A stinging flying yakuza kick suddenly sends Bad Ass flying back from the machine!

Daniels: Spence makes the save! Thank you, God!

Masters: Shit ourselves, did we?

Spencer grabs the remote and stops the machine just as it looked to take Eddie's arm and Jigga's head! El Pablo, referees and even more security arrive seperating Matt from Spencer and the compactor. Spencer activates the remote to cancel, and the machine slowly resets itself to it's original position. Matt defiantly weilds his pipe, taking out one more member of security who happened to step to close. CZW world heavyweight champion, TJ Hix arrives as do the rest of the Uprising. At this point, Derek Damage arrives with the last security he can afford, trying to break up the would-be brawl. A guard places his hand on Ryan Shane, who quickly puts the guard up against the wall, choking him out. Cops and backstage personal begin to intervene now, the hallway only clear where the EMT's are helping Eddie and Jigga. Hix sudenly pushes his way through the crowd, approaching Matt.

F'N Boss: What the fuck do you think you're doin'?!? Shane's Upstarts 3.0 bullshit ain't worth all'a this!!!

Matt lowers his head almost shamefully under the weight of his best friend's accusations. TJ turns his attention to his prtoge, Jigga.

WHACK!!!

Daniels: Holy shit! Matt Covey just knocked his best friend the fuck out with that lead pipe!

Masters: And you were worried about getting back on cable television?

Daniels: What is going on around here? We're out of time!

Hix collapses to the floor as cops have now arrived and begin using tear gas to dispell the ensuing chaos. Everyone begins to dispurse in a panic as the show fades to black.