December 30th 2008 Madison Square Garden, New York, New York

[VOICE OVER: When one looks through the looking glass...somethings become much clearerer. The motives of the just become tainted with poison...at Ice Storm 2008...the just of the T.F.W.F. beg the question of whether they can go through the looking glass...pure and come out the same... *'TRAPPED UNDER ICE' - METALLICA PLAYS* T.F.W.F. in assocation with The Experts and E-Knights Radio proudly present Ice Storm 2008...] (THE CAMERA PANS AROUND THE ARENA IN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN SHOWING SIGNS SUCH AS 'WELCOME HOME JC', 'I RODE THE SLIDE AT DORIAN'S PLAYGROUND' AND 'CROSS SAYS THE GAMBLER'S STREAK IS OVER'. FINALLY THE CAMERA RESTS ON THE FACES OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES AT RINGSIDE.) SC: Welcome one and all with seemingly the threat of the VWF stopped by the T.F.W.F. Board removing the power of Fallen Angel and installing The Management out of retirement, the ship of the T.F.W.F. has been rocky to say the least. The landscape shifted twice on Monday Mayhem on December 1st 2008 and it seems the silver haired fox in the red suit is back. So long was he the onscreen CEO of the T.F.W.F. with Ian Monks pulling the strings behind the scenes like a demonic puppet master, but he fought back and gained the respect of these fans until Monks finally fired him years ago. Now he returns, not under the guise of an owner, but under the discretion of the T.F.W.F. Board removing the tight grip of T.C.K. and installing him as the Championship Events Organizer of the T.F.W.F.. And who did he bring with him on this return voyage...none other than JC McDonald retired as he was rising through the ranks in 2007 due to injuries, McDonald was the former protege in waiting of none other than Fallen Angel. Who can forget when Angel parted ways with the T.F.W.F. during that year where McDonald was hot property and the young star lead Hellbound to glory only to find Angel return and undo a lot of his work. Bad blood...I would say so...and the T.F.W.F. with its majority owner Ian Monks still missing in action...is precarious Snoop. SJ: Precarious is not even the word Scoop...the fact is if Ian Monks doesn't show his face soon the T.F.W.F. could still be under threat. The return of the Management as the C.E.O. might have scared off Viking King for now, but he or other predators might still be able to taste the blood in the water. That aside, I can't understand for the life of me why the T.F.W.F. Board would remove Angel from power and install The Management. SC: Possibly because as we saw Angel has only his own interests at heart. You think for a moment if Viking King would have made him an offer he couldn't refuse he could have tore the T.F.W.F. apart. SJ: Fallen Angel wouldn't do that...he's a great guy. SC: A great guy! The man is a power hungry meglomaniac and I for one am glad to see the red suited silver fox back in the T.F.W.F. because for one thing he is going to do the best by the company that made him... SJ: Yeah and getting JC McDonald to destroy the biggest star this company has ever produced is good business huh... SC: Well it couldn't hurt... SJ: SCOOP! SC: That aside we have a PPV and a half, Mr. Golden Ticket Sandy Makel has cashed in folks and is ready to face the man who has dogged his career. The man that caused him to speak with those scraped vocal cords. The fought over family when Makel fake adopted Cross' child. These men personify hate for one another and their big dance is now at Ice Sorm 2008...but up first...the DWIWF North American Championship is on the line. Aaron Roberts beat the odds at AA9, but did he count on the gutsy Kent Clark once more being the number one contender...I don't think so. DWIWF North American Championship Match Aaron Roberts (c) vs Kent Clark [FLASHBACK: AARON ROBERTS DRAMTIC WIN OF THE TITLE AT AA9 IS HIGHLIGHTED WITH KENT CLARK COMING SO CLOSE TO HIS OWN GLORY. THE COMEDIC CLARK IS SHOWN LAST WEEK ON MAYHEM TELLING ROBERTS ABOUT THEIR MEETING TONIGHT.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the DWIWF North American Championship... *'SONIC BOOM' PLAYS* (CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. SHOWS AN IMAGE OF MARIO RUNNING ALONG A SCREEN JUMPING IN THE AIR AND GRABBING COINS WHEN HE SMASHES THOSE BLOCKS. HE GETS HIMSELF A MUSHROOM AND GROWS REALLY BIG AS THE WORDS 'KENT "8-BIT KID" CLARK' APPEAR ON THE T.A.T.. CLARK COMES RUNNING OUT ONTO STAGE LIKE SONIC THE HEDGE HOG BEFORE BOUNDING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING PRACTICING VARIOUS STREET FIGHTER AND MORTAL KOMBAT MOVES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from San Diego, California...weighing 215 pounds...'The 8-Bit Kid' Kent Clark!!! SC: One of the most determined men to ever step into the ring Snoop. The fight of Kent Clark is something that inspires up and coming wrestlers. SJ: You think this idiot is an inspiration? He's a joke...Aaron Roberts is going to Cobra Slap his Joypadding face off! JH: And his opponent... *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD HEAT. A SILKY SNAKE CAN BE SEEN ON THE T.A.T. COMING OUT OF A WOVEN BASKET. THE WORDS AARON ROBERTS APPEAR WITH THE SIGNATURE COBRA SIGN AND A FEW ROBERTS MOVES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds...he is the DWIWF North American Champion...'The Cobra' Aaron Roberts!!! SC: He certainly looks like the cat that got the cream. SJ:I heard theres a rumour in the music biz....Ian Credible, Scorpio and Aaron Roberts might be forming a boy band called 'Crotch Thrust Inc'. I am excited! SC: ... As the bell is rang, Aaron Roberts and Kent Clark meet up in the middle of the ring, staring down one another. Fire burns in these two mens eyes as Clark shrugs his shoulder and offers his hand. Robert smirks lightly and goes to shake it, however at the last minute pulls it back and runs it through his hair. At the sign of disrespect, Clark shoves Roberts away from him. Robert's eyes going absolutely wide at this and skitters until he falls onto his backside. SC: Doesn't look like Clark is looking to be played with tonight Snoop! SJ: That's all right the Cobra is just playing with his prey until it's time to strike! Clark however isn't going to be dissuaded by Roberts and is quick on him trying to deliver a stiff kick to the head of Roberts, but the Cobra ducks and pulls the rope down with him as he moves. Fans boo loudly as the ropes come up into the family jewels of the Eight Bit Kid. With Clark dazed, Roberts has enough time to get back up onto his feet and wipes his hands as if he's already done the deed, puffing his chest up and looking proudly over at the fans, his arms raising up to proclaim himself already the winner, though he hasn't even made the pin! While the Cobra showboats, Clark is able to work through the pain and walks up behind Roberts who is seemingly unaware at the moment. Clark taps him on the shoulder, Roberts eyes go wide as he just seems to go totally still. Clark taps on his shoulder once more, this time more insistent, which causes Roberts to shake his head quickly. The contender for the DWIWF title rolls his eyes and grabs hold of his arm, spinning him around – but he's not letting go! Clark pivots on his foot, whipping Roberts into the corner and is quickly following after the champ. Roberts sees the destruction that is coming his way and just in the nick of time gets out of the way as Clark's chest meets the turnbuckle hard. SJ: And another excellent move by the Cobra! Scoop, I've decided that I-Cred, Scorpio, and Roberts MUST make a music album together. SC: Who are you to decide what they do? It seems as if Kent Clark refuses to get up as he's already back up on his feet and charging after Aaron Roberts! Back in the ring, Roberts and Clark have locked up. A small test of strength, where neither man seems to be able to get the upper hand on the other. Clark finally seems to have had enough of the act, as he drops down onto his knees to deliver his shoulder into the stomach of Roberts, once then twice, then three times! The Cobra refuses to let his opponent get the upper hand though, as he tries to overpower him, with all of his strength Clark continues to hold on, neither men giving any quarter. Finally the ref makes them break, which causes both of these fine competitors a moment to gain their breath. Clark kips up as he begins to stalk towards Roberts who's trying to get out of the way as quickly as possible. He's looking for an opening for the AGR yet he's quickly mistaken the moment of hesitation for Clark as an opening, Clark delivers a quick kick to the stomach and the fans go crazy as Clark is able to get the Dragon Punch off, sending Roberts flat onto the mat. Clark goes for a quick school boy roll up, but Roberts is able to break out of it not even at the two count! Both men scramble onto their feet once more and exchange blows back and forth with one another. Clark getting agitated, he goes to charge Roberts, but Roberts turns on his foot giving Clark his back and elbowing him in the face. As Clark is dazed, Roberts delivers the AGR and goes for the pin, lifting the Eight Bit Kid's leg up as he covers him, 1....2.... Clark is able to kick out enough to break up the count. Roberts slaps the mat and yells at the ref to count properly! SJ: I told you Scoop! He's just playing with his prey before he sssstrikes! SC: You just spit on me when you said that. Clark and Roberts are locking it up once more, both of these men seem to be tiring of the games. Clark and Roberts are in the middle of the ring, once more locked up. Roberts is able to get the upper hand and goes to whip Clark into the ropes, but Clark is able to reverse it, sending the champ into the ropes instead. As Roberts comes back towards Clark due to the momentum, Clark jumps up sending a boot into Roberts stomach, as the Eight Bit Kid tries to finish off the Dragon Punch, the Cobra ducks out of the way and all Clark only hits air. Wrapping his arms around the waist of Clark, Roberts is able to lift him slightly off of his feet and sending both of the men back to the mat. Both wrestlers are down for the count as the ref begins to count to ten. 1... 2... Roberts moves a little bit, but he's unable to get to his feet. 3......4... Clark rolls slightly and his arm falls on top of Roberts. The fans are cheering wildly once more as the ref now begins to count. 1... Roberts kicks out and gets onto his knees, pulling Clark up with him. Both men seemingly dazed and confused sway for a moment, Roberts seems to be able to take stock of the situation and while the refs back is turned, he delivers a quick thumb to the eye. Clark holds his face, his eye water no doubt as Roberts gets onto his feet and runs towards the ropes. Squinting as he turns to look at Roberts. Roberts thinks better of it and hooks his arm around the rope so he doesn't go charging after Clark, shaking his head quickly as he does so. Clark watches with a gleam in his eye as Aaron taps the side of his head as if saying he outsmarted the Eight Bit Kid. The fans boo for Roberts as Clark motions for the North American Champ to come at him. Roberts snorts and shakes his head. SC: And it seems as if this match has turned to a standstill as Roberts refuses to step up to his opponent, Kent Clark! SJ: He doesn't -have- to step up against Clark, he's the Cobra, Clark should just lay down and let Roberts take the win, he's going to anyways. Clark motions for Roberts once more to step up and Roberts shakes his head, motioning for Kent Clark to come to him. Clark looks around the arena for a moment as the fans cheer him on, he then goes charing after the North American Champ, as Roberts tries to dodge out of the way, Clark is able to make a quick move and plant both of his feet into the Cobra's chest, causing him to become tangled into the ropes. Clark kips up onto his feet, and Roberts has a look of fear in his eyes for a moment, shaking his head quickly. Clark nods his head slowly, as he delivers a swift chop to the chest of the champ, the sound of the chop resounding out into the fans in the arena, as eh does it once more, Roberts feet about lifting off of the ground, and Clark gives another chop. With Roberts in a position of opportunity, Clark steps back and is about to deliver another firm kick to the sternum, but as he does so Roberts is able to bring his own feet up, kicking Clark in the chest and sending him backwards and down onto the mat. It takes the champ a few moments, but he gets himself free from the ropes, and he stares down at Clark. SJ: And this is it ladies and gentlemen, this is it! The Cobra is about to ssstrike! Seems as if Clark is taking my advice. SC: I wouldn't count out Kent Clark just yet, this is a young man who has gone to the edge and back again, however, he seems to be running out of steam, I must admit. Roberts bounces off of the ropes shuttling himself off before he delivers an elbow drop to the fallen and dazed Kent Clark. He goes for the pin, lifting up Clark's leg but definitely showing his cockiness as he doesn't keep a firm hold and his opponent kicks out at the one count. Roberts glares and quickly releases the leg delivering a quick succession of hits to the chest and head of Clark, trying to keep him down for the count and goes for another pin. 1....2.... Kent Clark barely survives as he kicks out,. Roberts, frustrated pulls Clark up onto his feet and whips him into the ropes. Clark is unable to stop the reverb as Roberts waits and then delivers the Snake Bite sending Clark hard down onto the ground. SJ: THIS IS IT! THIS IS IT! AARON ROBERTS IS ABOUT TO MAKE MY CHRISTMAS WISH COME TRUE!! SC: Will you SIT down?! SJ: You don't GET it Scoop. The second he gets this win, the closer it becomes true that we get the CD we have ALL been wanting for 2009! Meanwhile, back in the ring, Roberts has Clark pinned, and encouraging the ref to count, and his face breaks from absolute cockiness to shock, as Roberts kicks out right after the two count. SJ: IMPOSSIBLE! SC: And it seems as if there's still some fight left in this Eight Bit Kid! SJ: There's no way that gaming geek is going to get Aaron Roberts Genetically Superior title, what's he going to call it, the Pasty Nerd title?! Psh, never! The fans are on their feet cheering loudly as Roberts tries to wrench up on Kent Clark's neck, but can't seem to get a good grasp, leaving Clark ample time to deliver a few well placed elbows into the stomach of the DWIWF champion. Roberts finally has to break his grasp on his opponent, as he takes a step back, holding onto his stomach. Both men look worse for wear, as they size one another up, breathing heavily It was evident that neither one of these men were going to be giving up easily. They lock up and Roberts is the first one to make the gain as he whips Clark into the corner. He charges after, not letting up as he climbs up the ropes, diving fist after fist into the head of his opponent. After the seventh blow, he grabs the back of Clark's head and as he goes for another modified version of the AGR, Clark is able to shove Roberts away with what little bit of strength he has. Roberts growls and charges after Clark once more, but moving at the last second, Roberts finds himself in the corner, and Clark delivers a series of chops, dazing Roberts before finally climbing the ropes and returning the punches in kind. The fans count as each hit finds it's target, but Clark pauses before the eighth hit and shakes his head, he jumps off of the ropes and takes a step to the side, allowing the Cobra to take a few stumbling steps before he falls. Clark takes it to the ropes once more, standing on the top turnbuckle before he leaps going for a leg drop, but Roberts moves out of the way just in time. Clark writhes in pain, as he lays on the canvas, having missed his target. SC: How much more can these men put themselves through?! SJ: They won't have to Scoop! This is where the man takes it, takes it all! Roberts struts around the ring, even though this has been a challenge for him, he cannot help but showboat just a little bit as he points to all the Cobramaniacs out in the arena before he puts his foot on Clark's chest to go for the pin. The official isn't even able to hit one as Clark grabs hold of Roberts foot and pulls Roberts off of his feet. He goes for an ankle lock maneuver, though Roberts is too close to the ropes and he reaches for it, breaking the hold. Clark goes to stand up, however Roberts is able to lunge and go for a submission hold himself, wrapping his arms around him trying to execute the sleeper hold, but Clark elbows him, able to get just a few paces away to try and catch his breath. With his back turned, he doesn't see Roberts coming up behind him. Roberts is able to get a school boy roll up on Clark, even grabbing hold of Clark's tights. 1....2... Clark is able to use what little bit of strength he has left, right before the three count and is able to reverse it, though with his tights slightly slipped down, he pushes down on the roll up, and Roberts is kicking, trying to break it. 1...2...3...!!! The official motions for the bell as Clark breaks the roll up and takes a step back, as Roberts pushes himself up and glares at Clark. SJ: THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE!! We need new refs out here, Scoop, because the greatest man ever alive has just lost his belt tonight. And now... Now we will not have the new cd we have all been wanting. SC: This was a close match ladies and gentlemen, and both of these men have given it their all tonight, as Kent Clark has defeated Aaron Roberts to hold the DWIWF North American Belt again. SJ: Simply absurd, impossible. He was robbed! Winner, via pinfall and NEW DWIWF North American Champion: Kent Clark Clark stares down at the belt as if in a state of shock and disbelief as Roberts shakes his head and clotheslines Clark, sending him down to the mat with the belt he had just won. Roberts then leaves the ring with an absolute pissed off look on his face. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO THE MANAGEMENT HANGING HIS PICUTRE UP IN THE TEMPORARY OFFICE FOR THE EVENING. THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE POP AS HE TURNS AROUND TO SEE NON OTHER THAN DORIAN WONG STANDING THERE.) DW: Good evening... M: You know, I tend to have a knock and then I say come in policy... DW: Policies are so....well structured. I like to do things on the fly...it makes life so much more unpredictable... (THE MANAGEMENT SITS IN HIS CHAIR AND POURS HIMSELF A GLASS OF SCOTCH. HE SWIRLS IT SLIGHTLY AND THEN DRINKS IT.) M: You know Dorian...for years I dealt with guys like The Ultimate Scally...Chad....this thing you do isn't something new to me. DW: This thing I do...is who I am sir...I am the centre of the Bermuda Triangle, the image which makes the screamgrab its face and cry out in angst! I am Dorian Wong...the saw dust on which this entire circus takes place. M: So your use to being shit on by an elephant then... (WONG PAUSES AND SMILES.) DW: I just wanted you to know...I have seen something which I want...and intend to take. M: And that is? DW: The people cheer a man who has no reason to be cheered. He cares not for them, but they care for him. I want to know his secret. M: His secret? DW: How can a man be so selfish yet have the world lay down for him anytime he needs them... M: I don't know. DW: I intend to find out... (WONG STABS HIS LETTER OPENER INTO THE TABLE AND SCRATCHES A WORD.) DW: Welcome back... (THE CAMERA FADES ON THE WORD 'CROSS' THE MANAGEMENT LOOKS AT THE WORD AND THEN EASES BACK IN HIS CHAIR SIPPING ON HIS DRINK EVEN MORE.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Dorian Wong giving his own unique introduction to the new CEO SJ: What do you think that message means Dorian wants hot cross buns....he doesn't want bagels anymore! I have cracked it! SC: .... SJ: Its ok obviously if this doesn't work out I have a career in being a detective. SC: Anyway it doesn't take a detective to work out how much the P.O.W. hate APB, Legion and James Matthews, but it still mystifies everyone on how Ian Credible got himself involved in this match... SJ: Lost a game of battle ship? SC: (sigh) Lets take a look... Grudge Match APB/Legion/James Matthews vs Seth Black/Ness/Ian Credible [FLASHBACK: P.O.W. ARE SHOWN OUSTING MATTHEWS AND THEN APB SETTING UP A NEW FORCE IN WRESTLING. POW'S BULLYING OF LEGION IS SHOWN AND MATTHEWS/BARTSCH STEPPING UP TO PROTECT HIM. FINALLY THE BUMBLING IAN CREDIBLE IS SHOWN SOMEHOW GETTING INTO THE MATCH WHEN HE MISSED THE VWF BUS.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'COME TO LIFE' - ALTERBRIDGE PLAYS* (CROWD POP . THE T.A.T. SHOWS A SERIES OF BARTSCH PERFORMING SOME PAINFUL LOOKING MOVES MIXED WITH A SILOHETTE OF AMANDA DANCING. ALLEN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. AND MAKES HISWAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Amanda…from Jackson Hole, Wyoming…weighing 245 pounds…Allen 'Portal' Bartsch!!! SC: APB needs to have his game face on tonight...he turns 31 in April next year and his leadership can hold this team together. SJ: Judging by the way his trunks seem to droop around like a wrinkly ball sack...I would have thought he was 45. SC: ... JH: And his partner... *'THE BEGINNING' - A.F.I. PLAYS* (CROWD POP. A FUTURISTIC MODEL WORLD IS SHOWN ON THE T.A.T. COUPLED WITH THE DESTRUCTION WRESTLING MOVES OF JAMES MATTHEWS...THE WORDS 'THE FUTURE HAS HIT THE FAN' FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T.. MATTHEWS WALKS ONTO THE STAGE OBSERVING THE CROWD. HE FLASHES A DOUBLE BICEP POSE AND WALKS TO THE RING.) JH: Making their towards the ring from St. Johns, Newfoundland, Canada...weighing 257 pounds ...James 'The Future' Matthews!!! SC: Big James Matthews knows how to team with APB they have formed a formidable duo in the past Snoop. SJ: So did Laurel and Hardy...but you didn't ever see them winning a wrestling match. JH: And his partner... *'EMER-GENT-CY - GREENERY PLAYS* (SMALL POP. MISTY LEADS LEGION WHO WALKS WITH AUTHORITY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Misty Evans...from Long Beach, California...weighing 240 pounds...Legion!!! SC: Legion has been waiting for a sense of stability in his T.F.W.F. career and I think he knows he has that with these two men. SJ:The only thing which is going to help this team is if Misty and Amanda get naked and start making out... JH: And their opponents... *'TERRA IN BLACK' - ALISEAN PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. IMAGES OF NESS DESTROYING HIS OPPONENTS WITH WRECKLESS INTENT IS SHOWN.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Parts Unknown...weighing 240 pounds...Ness!!! SC: The CO-Captain of the P.O.W. he has a message to send tonight... SJ: And it spells death to the those who try to stop them!!! JH: And his partner... *'MY OWN SUMMER' - DEFTONES PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. THE CARNAGE AND DESTRUCTION BLACK HAS CAUSED IS HIGHLIGHTED ON THE T.A.T. WITH THE WORDS 'SETH BLACK' FLY ACROSS THE SCREEN.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Newark, New Jersey...weighing 225 pounds...Seth Black!!! SC: The other Captain of P.O.W. and Snoop, I have to admit these two men has certainly made the impact since joining forces in the Patriots of Wrestling. SJ: The Patriots numbers keep growing Scoop....Its hip to be in P.O.W.! SC: I think you just made it unhip with that comment... JH: And their partner... *'I AM THE ONE AND ONLY' - CHESNEY HAWKES PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. IAN CREDIBLE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE PAUSES FOR A MOMENT AND EXTENDS HIS ARMS AND CLOSES HIS EYES. DANNY THEN WALKS AROUND HIM AND IS HOLDING UP IAN CREDIBLE'S VWF BRITTANIA CHAMPIONSHIP AND "FAKE" RKW WORLD TITLE AS WELL AS HIS "PLAQUE" FOR HIS INDUCTION INTO THE "CWC HALL OF FAME" DANNY KIND OF FUMBLES THE ITEMS AS HE LEADS CREDIBLE TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Danny Orchard...from Manchester, England...weighing 260 pounds...he is the "Life Time" RKW World Champion...the "Only Ever" CWC Hall of Famer...and the reigning VWF Brittania Champion...Ian Credible!!! SC: The wrong bus lead to this match and I don't think Mr. Credible is overly happy to be wrestling here tonight Snoop. SJ: (with dreamy eyes) But aren't we glad to have him... SC: (pauses)... No... Inside the ring, we’re still watching Ian Credible making his entrance. With a sense of bravado that would make even Ric Flair blush, Credible signals for Danny to spread the ropes so he can walk through. Both Ness and Seth Black give each other a look as a smirking Credible practically floats into the ring. On the other side of the squared circle, we see APB, James Matthews, and Legion – all very much confused at what they’re seeing. Ness and Black talk strategy for a little bit, with Black eventually taking charge. He goes towards the middle of the ring where it’s APB who’s starting it off for his team, but he’s stopped by Credible who holds him back with an arm. Black looks down at Credible’s hand and raises an eyebrow as Credible nods confidently and runs right for APB – who nails him right in his fat, English nose with a right hand! Black shakes his head in frustration as the ref directs him towards his corner. Ness blows out a hard breath and gestures for Black to look over at Credible who is still on the floor from APB’s punch. Credible grabs at his nose, rolls over and gets to his knees, crawling quickly over to Danny on the side of the ring. “He punched a hole in my nose!” we hear him say courtesy of a nearby camera, only for Orchard to reply, “Sir, that’s one of your nostrils.” Visibly amused, APB follows up and hits a running boot to Credible’s back, leaving him to rest throat-first on the second rope. Picking him up, APB takes the flustered Credible and delivers a high-angle back suplex that sends Credible into a virtual seizure. Screaming out Danny’s name, Credible tries to roll away from APB who manages to cinch in a Boston Crab. Credible refuses to submit as he reaches out towards the ropes, and it’s here that Ness runs in with a hard lariat to the back of APB’s head. The crowd showers the Patriots with boos as the ref shouts for Ness to get back into his corner. We hear Credible thanking Ness incessantly. SC: Credible with a rather unimpressive showing thus far, tonight. SJ: Shut your mouth, Scoop. This is classic Credible right here! Watch him go for the tag right now, like any intelligent veteran would. APB, a little shaken from the blindsiding attack, gets up to his feet as Credible goes to tag his partner, Seth Black. Black reaches out a hand for the tag, but the cocky Credible curiously turns for a moment to see Bartsch with his back towards him. Credible grins and arrogantly retracts his tag, choosing instead to run towards APB who catches him with another huge right hand to the nose for the second time tonight. SC: You were saying? SJ: Shut up. The crowd lets out a huge laugh as Black and Ness facepalm and groan in their respective corner. APB picks up Credible and shoots him off towards the ropes, tossing Credible way into the air with a high back body drop. Credible clutches at his back upon impact and gets to a seated position, only to get a quick dropkick to the back of the head from “Portal.” APB drags Credible towards the corner and tags in Legion. Legion gets in to a good pop from the crowd as APB tangles up Credible’s arm. Credible goes to plead, but Legion smashes down on the arm with a good elbow shot. He takes control with another arm-wringer and and locks Credible into a Northern Lights suplex for a quick two-count. Immediately back on top, Legion picks him up again and hits him with a scoop slam, followed by a series of elbow drops for good measure. Picking him back up, Legion irish-whips Credible into the corner and follows up with a running European uppercut to a good pop. Legion attempts a lock-up, only for a dizzied Credible to move his head and body out of the ring. Legion tries to grab him but the ref steps in between them, giving Credible enough time to hit a thumb to the eye. Legion stumbles backwards as Credible hits him with a kick to the gut and a hard knee-lift. The crowd boos as Credible wisely pulls Legion into his team’s corner, tagging in Seth Black who looks all-business. Credible holds Legion’s arms back as Black smacks him right across the face to a loud boo. He glowers at the crowd and smacks Legion again before hitting him with a hard elbow to the jaw. Following that up with a quick spinning, snap suplex into the middle of the ring, Black gets back on the attack and mounts Legion with a series of right hands to the side of the head. The ref pushes Black off, much to Black’s anger, who pulls Legion up and shoots him off into the ropes. He snaps off a good kick to Legion’s stomach which doubles him over and bounces off the perpendicular set of ropes to unleash a nasty-looking Yakuza kick to the side of Legion’s head. He goes for the pin, only to have Legion kick out at two.   SC: Seth Black with something to prove here. SJ: That P.O.W. have no love for wetbacks? SC: What? SJ: Greenbacks, uh… greenhorns. Bah, you know what I mean. Pulling Legion back into his team’s corner, Black tags in Ness. Sizing up Legion for a reverse atomic drop, Black holds Legion in place after the move as Ness bounces off the ropes and nails another jaw-breaking clothesline, this time on Legion. Ness comes in with the pin, only to get a two-count. He picks Legion back up and hits a huge chops to the chest that sends Legion into a neutral corner, then followed by a series of mudhole stomps. The ref comes in to stop the barrage, but is shoved away by Ness. Ness pulling Legion out of the corner, looking to soften up Legion’s back with a backbreaker. Again with a pin attempt, only to get another two. A desperate-looking Legion is trying to crawl towards his corner, but is cut off by Ness who grabs him by the ankle. Legion with a kick to Ness’s face as he reaches out for the tag, but it’s Danny Orchard who struggles onto the apron that catches the ref’s attention! Legion gets the tag on James Matthews who rushes in with a shoulder plow right into Ness that sends him up and over, but the ref is saying he didn’t see the tag! On the outside, we see Danny Orchard laughing until both Amanda and Misty go to chase him. Caught in a pickle, Danny instead goes right under the ring, much to their chagrin. Back in a ring, a seething Matthews reluctantly gets back to his corner as Seth Black drags Ness to his team’s corner behind the referee’s back. Ness with a tag to Black now who continues the onslaught on Legion. Legion not looking like he can take much more as Black hits him with a spinning neckbreaker followed up with a crossface in the middle of the ring that practically wrenches Legion’s head right off his shoulders. The referee slides down to check Legion’s condition when an angry James Matthews comes in with a hard stomp to Seth Black’s head. A sneering Black immediately pops up and goes face-to-face with Matthews who is then yelled at by the ref again to get back to his corner. Black smirks and waves “goodbye” to Matthews before kicking Legion right across the face. Black stands Legion up again, irish-whipping him into a neutral corner before wrapping his fingers around his throat for a deep choke. The ref starts the five-count with Black eventually letting go at the four. He takes him out of the corner and snapmares him to the floor and quickly connects with a kick to the back. Black shoots a glare over at Misty on the outside before nailing him with another hard kick. Going over to tag Ness, Black is surprised to get the blind tag from Credible instead who quickly gets back into the ring to fire off on Legion. Reaching down, he is then grabbed by Legion who musters his energy into a last-ditch small package that nabs a two-count. A shocked Credible gets right back up and goes to kick Legion, but Legion snares him with a drop toe-hold out of nowhere. Legion reaches out for the tag with Credible just barely grasping Legion in place! Ness and Black leave their corner! LEGION WITH THE TAG TO JAMES MATTHEWS! SC: And here we go, Snoop! Matthews jumps right in to a huge pop and starts delivering some massive damage to P.O.W. and Credible. A furious series of right hands and clotheslines hit their respective marks as Matthews sizes up Ness for a picture-perfect belly-to-belly suplex. He then grabs Seth Black for an impressive-looking jackhammer that shakes the ring. He turns to Ian Credible who’s looking for a sneak attack, but immediately puts his hands up, only to be spun around by APB and nailed with an “All-Points-Bulletin!” MASSIVE pop from the crowd as Matthews drags Credible into the middle of the ring for a pin, only to have it broken up by Ness at two-and-a-half! APB then tags Ness with a dropkick to the side of the face that sends him tumbling out of the ring! PLANCHA BY APB TO THE OUTSIDE ON NESS! Matthews grabs Black by the head and hammers in a few hard right hands before sending him to the outside as well! The ref has his hands full trying to get everything under control when the ever-resourceful Ian Credible connects with a CHEAP LOW BLOW ON JAMES MATTHEWS! Matthews to his knees with Credible going for the pin! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT!!! Credible’s jaw is on the floor after what seemed like a guaranteed victory there. Picking up Matthews for his finisher, he turns to the ref only to get wrapped up by Legion in a variation of “Fusion,” Legion’s famed half-nelson choke! The referee trying to get things under control at this point – but here comes Seth Black with that damned ring bell! Legion finally lets go of Credible and is ushered back into his corner by the frustrated referee! Meanwhile, a recovering Matthews kicks the exasperated Credible in the gut, and puts him in a butterfly for a standing version of a ring-shaking “End of Days!” There’s a cover from “the Future” -- but after a cheapshot on the outside to APB, Ness distracts both the ref and Legion in the corner! This gives Seth Black just enough time to come in and smash Matthews on the back of the head, breaking up a no-doubt match-winning pin! Black putting Credible on top of Matthews! Ref finally turns around and goes to count it off as Legion finds his leg trapped by Ness! A dizzied APB sliding in for the save, only to get stuffed by Black! One! Two! THREE! Winners, via pinfall: Seth Black, Ness & Ian Credible After the match, we see a pleased Black and Ness pound fists and get their arms raised by the ref. Meanwhile, Ian Credible seems to have no idea where he is. The veteran APB rallies his teammates and their managers outside of the ring, telling them they have nothing to be ashamed of, pointing to the ring bell on the floor that Seth Black used to secure the win. They lock eyes with Black and Ness who smirk deviously. Suddenly, Danny Orchard emerges from under the ring and rolls inside to find his “friend.” A seething Matthews on the outside snarls grabs a chair ringside and rolls right back into the ring. Black and Ness see their exit and obnoxiously wave “au revoir” as they disappearing into the booing crowd. This leaves Matthews’ team alone with Credible and Orchard in the ring. APB walks towards Credible, mouthing, “So we’re crap, huh?” before gesturing for Matthews to blast him with the chair. Credible puts his hands up in prayer and starts begging for them not to touch him, but that small hesitation from Matthews is enough for Credible as he goes for a quick thumb to the eye and an even quicker escape. Danny, left alone in the ring, looks up at a smiling Legion, APB, Matthews, Misty, AND Amanda – who then proceed to give him the greatest midget beating in the history of the world. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO JONNAH STREET STANDING WITH THE EUROPEAN CHAMPIONSHIP AND MAHONEY MCMILLIAN.) MM: Tonight Jonnah, they are saying to are meeting a man with almost the same power and ring presence of yourself in Randall Dylan...how do you prepare for someone like that? JS: Prepation has been something I have been working on for sometime Mahoney I... (ALL OF A SUDDEN THE MOULD JC MCDONALD WALKS INTO VIEW. THE CROWD POP LIKE MAD AS HE STANDS THERE WITH JONNAH STREET. MAHONEY IN THE MIDDLE OF THEM.) JM: So this is JC McDonald Mach II... (JONNAH DOESN'T MOVE.) JM: I have been there kid, been told I was the next big thing and won the Rookie of the Year...only to sit on the sidelines and wonder what might have been for the last year... (JONNAH DOESN'T MOVE STILL.) JM: And now I am back...and... (JONNAH HOLDS UP A HAND. HE LOOKS AT MAHONEY.) JS: ...preparation is something I take very seriously... (JONNAH WALKS OFF LEAVING MAHONEY STANDING THERE WITH MCDONALD WHO SMILES AT THE SITUATION.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Two men who at one time or another in their career have been called the future of this business meeting face to face for the first time backstage and Jonnah did not back down from JC there Snoop. SJ: Sorry...was I suppose to be interested in that. SC: YOUR A BROADCAST JOURNALIST! SJ: Actually, I am an entertainer first, broadcast journalist second and aspiring chef third...whats cooking next? SC: (sigh) Whats cooking next is a tag team who shocked the world at Autumn Annihilation 9 Snoop by beating the greatest taggind duo in history...now the two teams rematch up for the first time since that historic moment... T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championships Georgie Nickles/Brandon Watkins (c) vs Project Nova [FLASHBACK: HE ARE SHOWN THE DRAMATIC RISE OF PROJECT NOVA AS A TAG TEAM AND HOW THEY BEAT BOTH THE CELEBRATED TEAM OF THE EXTREME PLAYERS AND FLAWLESS CONNECTION. THE NOVAS TURN INTO TCK AND THE ARROGANT WAY THEY HAVE APPROACHED THE TAG DIVISION SINCE. NICKLES AND WATKINS FROM SEEMINGLY NOWHERE FORMING A TAG TEAM IS HIGHLIGHTED AS WELL AS THEIR SHOCK WITH AT AUTUMN ANNIHILATION 9 TO CLAIM THE GOLD. THE FOLLOWING MONDAY MAYHEM WHERE THE NOVAS ONCE MORE STAKED THEIR CLAIM BY DECIMATING WATKINS IS SHOWN.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championships... *'WAKE UP' - LOST PROPHETS PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. GEORGIE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE TO HER MUSIC AND PYROS LOOKING VERY FOCUSED INDEED SHE SPINS AROUND AND OPENS HER ARMS TO WELCOME BRANDON WATKINS WHO WALKS OUT AND SHARES A HIGH FIVE WITH HER. THE TWO MAKE THEIR WAY DOWN TO THE RINGSIDE AREA.) JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 472 pounds...the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...Georgie Nickles...Brandon Watkins...they are the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions...Civil Unrest!!! SC: Two of the three members of Civil Unrest here and now Snoop and what a climax to the end of the year this has been for both these competitors... SJ: Yeah, but the Xmas special stops here Scoop. Reality is about to give them a big boot in their asses. JH: And their opponents... *‘SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST’ – SALIVA PLAYS* (SUPER MEGA HEEL HEAT. A STROBE LIGHT HITS THE DARKENED ARENA AS TWO PILLARS OF LIGHT SHOOT UP FROM OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE STAGE. RISING UP FROM THE FLOOR WE SEE THE SILHOUETTES OF KNIGHT AND RODRIGUEZ, PLAYING UP TO THE FANS AND SHADOW BOXING RESPECTIVELY.) JH: Making their way towards the ring...at a total combined weight of 455 pounds...Jayden Knight...Manny Rodriguez…they are Project Nova!!! SC: They sent a stunning message to Brandon Watkins and Georgie last week Snoop and you have to remember these two men are on a history setting trail if they win tonight. In the history of the T.F.W.F., they are one of four teams to hold these belts on four occassions...if they win tonight they surpass those teams. SJ: And I gurantee the cigars and champagne in T.C.K. will flow... The four people are now in the ring and the crowd atmosphere is electric as both of the teams are in their corners. Jayden and Manny are discussing tactics in their corner, occasionally looking up toward the champions to gather more information. In the opposite corner Georgie and Brandon are talking over their game plan for this match. The referee decides it is time to start the match and on one side of the ring Manny steps between the ropes as Jayden is starting the match for the Nova’s and on the other side of the ropes Brandon Watkins gets on to the ring apron almost gingerly as he holds his taped torso, cradling the injuries he sustained last week at the hands of the Nova’s. The referee is in the center of the ring and points to the champions, who nod they are ready, they points to the challengers who nod that they are ready, and with the ring of the bell this match is under way. SC: It looks like we have Jayden and Georgie Nickels starting this rematch for the tag team title here at Ice Storm 2008. You have to wonder what condition Brandon Watkins will be in here tonight after that attack by Project Nova last week. SJ: In my estimation Brandon Watkins will be about as useless as teaching a blind man how to use the remote control for a television. SC: Either way, this thing is about to kick off as the referee has called for the bell. The two starting competitors walk to the center of the ring and stop when they reach each other. The crowd reaction is huge as Georgie and Jayden stand face to face in the center of the ring. The two exchange words back and forth and Jayden cracks a big smile after saying something. Georgie reaches back and slaps the former champ across the face to a huge crowd pop. The slap knocks Jayden back a few steps and he checks his mouth for blood as he holds his face and walks back to the center of the ring. Georgie looks confident as Jayden approaches her once more. Jayden nods his head and then hauls off and slaps her across the face to some huge crowd heat. His slap knocks her to the ground. Watkins charges in to the ring and shoves Jayden back away from Georgie and moves to help her up. Jayden runs back toward Watkins and jumps with a double axe handle and hit’s the move into the injured portion of Watkins’ torso. Brandon hit’s the mat hard and is holding his back and midsection. Jayden sends two kicks more into his midsection for his trouble. Behind Jayden, Georgie is back up and runs against the ropes opposite where Jayden and her partner are. Jayden hears her moving and just as he turns around Georgie lands a beautiful spinning heel kick that sends the challenger down to the mat. Jayden rolls back to his feet as Georgie takes off for the ropes again. Jayden falls to the mat and Georgie leaps over him. Jayden is back up as Georgie rebounds off the ropes once more and Jayden bends over just a second too early for a back body drop and Georgie catches him with a quick drop kick to the top of the head that echoes through out the arena to a massive crowd pop. Jayden is sent rolling backwards as Georgie gets to her feet and taunts Jayden to bring it on. SC: Georgie Nickels not showing any sort of intimidation here being in the ring with one of the best tag team wrestlers of our time. SJ: Not yet she’s not, but you can bet that when Jayden finally does catch her, and her luck runs out, she’ll wish that she would’ve left the Nova’s tag titles where they were. As Jayden holds his head on the mat Georgie bounces off the ropes yet again and then slides in with a snap leg drop onto the head of Jayden. She moves to pick Jayden up, but the former tag champ is a little too slick for her as he rakes at her eyes and as she turns around he lifts her into the air for a big belly to back suplex. Georgie hit’s the mat hard and Jayden gets to his feet holding his head. He pulls Georgie closer to his corner and over to the ropes. With Georgie positioned just right to the ropes he steps on the bottom rope while grasping the top rope and propels himself upward into the air and down with a big knee to the arm of Nickels. Georgie grabs at her arm as she rolls on the ground in pain. Jayden lands a hard, swift kick to Georgie’s back, and then flattens her arm out on the ground. He posts up off her arm into a handstand and then once again drives his knee down hard into her arm. She yells out in pain as she holds her arm to try and alleviate some of the pain. Jayden stands back up, listening to all the crowd heat that is around him and looks over to Manny who looks as stoic as he ever does standing on the ring apron. Jayden walks over to Manny and then points down to where Georgie is down on the mat holding her arm. “Kill” is his only instruction to his partner as Manny holds out his hand and is tagged into this match for the first time. The crowd heat grows as everyone in the arena knows that Georgie’s hurt arm is like blood in the water to Manny. Manny stalks Georgie, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Manny is crouched over , preparing to move in for the kill when Brandon Watkins comes running in from the side and lands a big yakuza kick to the side of Manny’s face that sends the big man to the ground. The crowd pop is huge as Watkins possibly saves the match for his team already. He helps his partner to her feet and the two look to go after Manny. SC: Brandon Watkins making the save there with that big kick to the head of Manny Rodriguez. SJ: Good thing he did too, there Scoop, because if he hadn’t we would have new tag team champions right now. SC: I don’t know if the match would’ve been over already, but I do think that some real damage could have been done that could have made the night a lot harder for the champs. The team of Watkins and Nickels bring Manny to his feet and land a quick double suplex on the MMA master. Georgie and Brandon are back to their feet as is Manny. The two run at Manny with a big double clothesline, but Rodriguez breaks right through the move and shoves the two attackers to the ground and out of his way. Watkins is back up first and charges at Manny with a spear but is caught. Manny pounds a fist into his back and then lifts him high into the air for a power bomb. Georgie is right there though and sends a shoulder into the midsection of Manny which gives Watkins enough time and leverage to send the former champion to the canvas with a big huricanranna. The referee finally forces Watkins back out of the ring and Manny and Georgie are left with Manny trying to get to his feet. Manny is to one knee and is about to stand up when Georgie bounces off the ropes behind him. Just as she does, behind the back of the referee Jayden slams his knee into her lower back, and stops any momentum she might have had. She stumbles forward and Manny is there waiting for her. He thrusts his shoulder into her midsection and lifts her into the air. With one swift movement she finds herself planted hard in to the mat with a forceful spine buster that shakes the ring. Manny then grabs her by the hair and drags her to the corner for a tag in to Jayden Knight. Knight hops in over the top rope and pulls Georgie to her feet. She doesn’t stay there for long though as he plants her right back to the mat with a big scoop slam. Jayden taunts her to get back to her feet and then he drops a big elbow right into her chest. Jayden looks back to Manny and the two nod to each other setting something up. Manny moves slightly away from his corner, but still on the apron. Jayden picks Georgie up by the legs, and positions her for a sling shot. He catapults her to the ropes which Manny then takes two fist fulls of her hair and drops down to the floor from the apron and holds on to her hair, chocking her on the top rope. The referee is quick to the incident and immediately starts to make his count. Manny releases her at the count of four to avoid disqualification. She falls backward to the canvas coughing and trying to catch her breath. Jayden in this time runs, and springboards off the second rope and hit’s a big moonsault on top of her. He hooks her legs for a pinfall attempt. 1...2... And Georgie kicks out. SC: Some cheap tactics by Project Nova, but it almost got them a victory here tonight. SJ: You may say that was a cheap tactic, Scoop, but if it had gotten them a pinfall victory they would be the new champions, and Civil Unrest would be without tag gold. Jayden is right back on top of Georgie, pulling her hair to lift her back to her feet. He pulls her backward and with a big Irish Whip she flies in to the corner. Jayden takes a place in the opposite corner and charges full steam ahead for her. Just at the very last second she falls out of the way, and allows Knight to take the brunt force of the turnbuckle to his chest. Jayden stumbles backward, holding his chest, and then falls to the mat below. Georgie crawls to her corner while she has the free chance to do so, and the crowd is behind her 100 percent. She gets to her feet long enough to leap forward and makes the tag to Brandon Watkins who quickly gets in the ring and is after Jayden. He picks the former tag champ up and throws punches into his head until Jayden is in the corner. Watkins then climbs the corner and positions himself over Knight. He then sends punch after punch into Jayden’s head, ten in all as the crowd count along. Watkins smiles for the crowd and gets a huge pop for it. He then jumps off Jayden, but hit’s a big dropkick to his chest on the way off. Jayden slumps down into a seated position in the corner. Watkins is back to his feet and runs toward the corner with Jayden in yet again and grasps the top rope with both hands, he springs off the middle rope and comes down with another hard dropkick to Jayden’s chest as he sits in the corner. This time Jayden rolls out of the ring and down on to the floor. Brandon once again plays up to the crowd as he watches Jayden slowly get to his feet on the outside. Watkins grabs the ring ropes once again and prepares to launch himself over the top rope, but just as he goes to leap from seemingly nowhere Manny rushes over with a huge clothesline and knocks half of the tag champs to the canvas. The crowd instantly begin to boo Manny as he hops down off the apron to give his partner a hand up. Jayden rolls back into the ring and sends a quick flurry of boots to Watkins’ midsection. Watkins is laying face down on the mat. Jayden backs up against the ropes and then moves forward and sends a big knee drop down into the back of Brandon Watkins, further injuring his ribs. Jayden sends a big elbow drop down on to Watkins, again in the same spot as before. Jayden confidently and calmly walks over to his partner and gives Manny the tag in. With some instruction given to him, Manny wraps Watkins up in a bow and arrow submission as Jayden scales the top rope. As Watkins is being bent over Manny’s knees Jayden takes to the air and lands a big double stomp right into the taped section on Brandon Watkins to some massive crowd heat. Jayden exit’s the ring leaving Manny to go after Brandon one on one. Manny quickly sits Brandon up and puts his knee into his back, and pulls back on his arms in a surfboard stretch. Brandon cries out in pain as this is even more excruciating because of last Monday. Manny pulls back even further on his arms, further trying to get him to submit. SC: Brandon Watkins finds himself in a bad way here at Ice Storm, and if he can’t find a way to break this hold this match could be over. SJ: I’ve been saying it all match. Civil Unrest can kiss those tag titles good bye here tonight. They don’t have a chance in hell of surviving the World’s Best Tag Team twice in a row. SC: This match isn’t over yet, Snoop. The crowd is rallying behind Watkins. Just as the rally gets to its fever pitch Watkins manages to get the soles of his feet on the ground again, and this grants him enough leverage to lift his butt off the ground, and roll his back over Manny’s knee. Manny is still pulling back as far as he can with Brandon’s arms, but Brandon’s back is now laying flat on top of Manny’s knee and with one quick movement Watkins has his knee into Manny’s face and breaks the hold to the elation of the crowd. Manny is laying flat on his back seemingly stunned by the move. Watkins has enough left in his tank to crawl to make the tag. Georgie is now back on the apron and is holding out her hand to take the tag. The referee takes a position to see the tag, but just before Brandon can tag her in Jayden grabs hold of Brandon’s right leg and yanks him backwards and stomps on his back for good measure. The referee is right there to send Jayden out of the ring, but of course the former tag champ makes a big fuss about it, and during this Watkins is able to make the tag to Georgie and the crowd erupts. Manny is back to his feet and Georgie flies in with a big forearm shot that sends him back down. Watkins rolls out of the ring as Jayden finally is on the outside of the ring again as well. The referee turns back to the action and quickly goes after Georgie, forcing her back out of the ring. She tries to argue that she was tagged in, but he won’t listen and forces Georgie back in to the corner, and as she steps out under much protest the referee finds Watkins laying outside the ring. The referee does the only thing he can and starts up the count to count out the tag champs. SC: Georgie Nickels forced out of the ring because the referee never saw the tag, and now Brandon Watkins is being counted out which shouldn’t be at all. SJ: You’re right it shouldn’t be, Scoop. If that idiot gets counted out the Nova’s may win, but Civil Unrest keeps the tag titles. SC: A little flaw in Project Nova’s plan there? SJ: …Get up Watkins! You’ve got a match to finish, and titles to lose. The referee gets up to a nine count when Manny rolls out of the ring and throws his opponent back into the ring forcing the referee to stop his count. Manny re-enters the ring as well and goes right back after Watkins. He picks him up and scoops him off his feet. Manny holds Watkins until he drops down to one knee and brings Brandon’s ribs down on top of that knee. Manny continues to hold on to him and picks him back up again. Manny again repeats the process of dropping to his knee and then dropping Watkins down on top of it. Manny holds on for a third time and for the third time brings half of the tag champions down on to his knee. Manny continues to keep his hold on Brandon. He picks him up a fourth time but this time tosses him over, on to his shoulder and then drops him down for a big Samoan drop. Instead of getting up Manny just lays over top of him for a pin attempt. 1...2...Brandon just barely rolls his shoulder up to stop the count. Manny gets back up and goes and gives Jayden another tag in. Jayden stands back from Watkins, but takes up a ready position for when he gets up. Brandon is to one knee when Jayden charges at him, and steps on his knee to get a leg up and then boots Watkins in the side of the head, again sending him back to the mat. Jayden goes for the cover. 1... 2... And Georgie Nickels is in just in time to break up the count. Jayden is back up and for the second time in the match the two come face to face. Georgie is the first to strike and sends a big elbow into the side of Jayden’s head. Then another, and another. She whips him off the ropes and hits him with a big cross body when he returns. The referee forces her out of the ring and Brandon and Jayden are in a race to who can get to their feet quicker. SC: Georgie Nickels making sure that she and Watkins don’t lose the tag titles at least for the moment. SJ: For the moment is right, Scoop. You can only delay the inevitable for so long before fate finally catches up with you. The crowd is solidly behind Watkins, but it is Jayden who reaches his feet first. Jayden grabs Brandon by the head and starts to pull him when Brandon suddenly breaks his hold and moves in and drops Jayden with a surprise Spot Light that takes the challenger to the canvas. The crowd is absolutely electric as the playing field is even again. Chants for Watkins and Civil Unrest break out over the arena and both Manny and Georgie are stretching out as far as they can to their partners to make the tag. Georgie begins to pound on the top turnbuckle and the crowd begins to clap and stomp right along with here, trying to get Brandon up to make the tag. On the other side of the ring Manny is yelling for Jayden to get up and to tag him. Both men are slowly crawling to make their tags. It’s like a turtle race though. Brandon is crawling toward his corner, but Jayden has gotten mixed up, and is crawling toward a neutral corner. Brandon is seconds away from getting the hot tag when Manny ignores the fact that he wasn’t tagged and rushes across the ring. He sends a wild punch toward Georgie, but misses as she ducks the blow and jumps off the apron. She grabs for his feet and holds him still and distracted long enough for Brandon to hit him with a forearm shot to the back that bounces him off the ropes and then a big back cracker when he returns. Brandon turns back toward Jayden and gets a huge JK-47 shot coming right toward him. At the last moment he ducks the move from Knight and spins him around. Brandon moves to go for a second Spot Light but Jayden drops to his knees and hit’s a low blow on Watkins. Jayden climbs back to his feet as the crowd heat is enormous and turns back to Georgie just as she leaps off the ropes and connects a big Angelic Anarchy on him, sending him back down to the mat. SC: What an exchange here from all four competitors that has left Jayden Knight and Brandon Watkins both down on the mat once again. SJ: Georgie Nickels had no business getting into the ring like that, she was never tagged! SC: And when Manny did it, that was okay with you? SJ: He was just doing what he had to do to win this match. SC: And you don’t see that as what Georgie was doing? SJ: I don’t follow what you’re saying. Once again in this match the referee is forced to send Georgie out of the ring and back to the ring apron. The crowd boo as the referee makes her exit the ring, but she complies anyway. In the middle of the ring it is a foot race to see who can get to their corners again and make the tag, or get to their feet first. Brandon starts to crawl toward the opposite direction from what Georgie is, and doesn’t realize that he has the wrong corner until he raises his hand to make the tag, but finds nobody there. He turns around slowly and begins the long crawl all the way to the other side of the ring. Jayden is starting to move now and just as Brandon crawls passed him, he reaches out and grabs hold of Watkins’ foot and stops him in his tracks. Jayden tries to pull him backwards but it is to no avail as Brandon throws a boot in to Jayden’s face. Jayden stays latched on though, and again tries to pull Brandon away from his corner where Georgie is desperately reaching for the tag. Watkins only response is to boot Jayden in the face a second time, and yet even though his grip falters for a second Jayden re-secures his grip and pulls him back yet again. Watkins this time tries to stretch through it, and is just a finger’s tip again from tagging Georgie. Jayden stands to his feet as well and tries to pull Watkins further away. In a last desperation attempt Brandon lands an enzugiri to the back of Jayden’s head and puts him back on the canvas. The crowd goes crazy as Brandon crawls the extra inch he needed and reaches his hand up to make the tag. Though when he does there is no Georgie Nickels to tag. Just as Watkins reaches for the tag, from behind her, Manny yanks Georgie forcefully off the ring apron and then Irish whips her into the nearby set of ring steps. The crowd heat is enormous as the crowd boos the house down. SC: Damn it! So close to making the tag yet again and yet again Manny and Jayden find a way to isolate Brandon Watkins in this match. SJ: What exactly do you think Georgie is going to be able to do in there against Manny and Jayden anyway? Bake them cookies? SC: I think she will do a lot more than that. I think she could win this match for her team if she could only get in to the match. SJ: I liked the first idea a lot better. SC: Of course you do. Manny slides back in to the ring and drags Jayden over to their corner. Manny steps through the ropes and forces Jayden’s hand and makes the tag. Manny rolls Jayden on to the apron and then goes back to work on Watkins. Watkins is leaning over the top rope checking on Georgie when Manny wraps his arms around Brandon’s waist and locks his hands. A second later Manny is throwing Brandon over his shoulder with a big german suplex. Manny throws him so hard the he lands on his stomach. Manny signals for the end of the match and moves right in and locks in his signature Coquina Clutch. The crowd heat is monstrous as Watkins is left alone in the middle of the ring locked in the Clutch by Manny Rodriguez. Manny pulls the hold back even further as the referee checks on Brandon to see if he wants to give up. Brandon refuses to submit, even with Manny putting more pressure into his finishing move. Slowly though the life begins to drain from Watkins, and the referee is forced to raise his hand in to the air. The first lift, and Watkins’ arm falls to the ground. The referee lifts his arm a second time, and when he releases it, it falls to the mat again. Just as the referee lifts his arm the third time Georgie Nickels rushes in to the ring and swings a kick full force into the upper back of Manny Rodriguez and forces him to break the hold. Watkins gets to all fours and tries to recuperate as Manny turns his attention to Georgie. Georgie doesn’t back away from Manny as he approaches and she tries throwing a kick to his thigh that doesn’t even make him flinch. She tries a kick to his knee this time, but he raises his leg to block it, looking even more furious at her attempt. She tries for a punch, but Manny catches her arm, and then once again grabs two fistfuls of her hair and pulls her in so she can hear him berate her. Instead of just giving in though, Georgie raises a knee and Manny quickly falls to his knees, holding himself. The crowd goes wild as Georgie finds a way to take down Manny. SJ: That should be a disqualification right there! SC: The referee was out of position and didn’t see a thing but Manny falling to his knees. There’s nothing he can do, Snoop. SJ: Get the championship committee on the line! This is an outrage! Before exiting the ring again Georgie lines up, and lights Manny up and sends him to the mat with a strong kick to his head. Once again on the apron Georgie extends her hand out to Watkins for him to make the tag. The crowd is solidly behind the tag champs as Brandon slides over to the corner and goes for the tag. Jayden is up though and makes a mad leap to stop it but it’s too late. Watkins slaps Georgie’s hand and the crowd absolutely erupts into madness as Georgie steps in as the legal wrestler for the first time in a long time in this match.Jayden is back to his feet and Georgie flies into the ring and lands a big spinning heel kick that sends Jayden back to the mat. Manny comes up behind Georgie, but just before he can get his hands on her she turns around and lands a solid elbow shot to the side of the big man’s head. Manny is stunned as Georgie jumps in to the air and hooks her legs and throws Manny for a huricanrana. The crowd is going nuts as Georgie takes on the Nova’s. Jayden comes back toward Nickels again and swings with a big JK-47, but she ducks and lands a drop kick to his knee. She bounces off the ropes and hits a big running boot into the side of Jayden’s head. From behind Manny comes running toward her, but she drops to the mat. Manny leaps over her and he rebounds off the ropes on the other side. Manny catches her in a belly to belly suplex position. From behind him Watkins lands a big double axe handle that forces Manny to release his partner. Manny shoves Georgie down and then turns his attention toward Brandon. Manny looks as though he’s ready to kill when Georgie positions herself on all fours behind Manny. Watkins gives him a big shove and Manny trips down right over Georgie to a big uproar from the crowd. Manny shoots back up; more embarrassed than hurt and levels Georgie with a big clothesline that changes the crowd reaction instantly. Manny uses his technical prowess and has Watkins in a waist lock. Manny takes Watkins down to the mat and spins around to his head. Manny sends a few knees into Watkins’ skull before wrapping him up in the Coquina Clutch. The crowd is livid as Watkins is being checked by the referee. SC: This could be it here folks, Manny Rodriguez could be seconds away from getting the tag titles back for the TCK SJ: What a wonderful moment, Scoop. It may be a happy new year after all. The crowd get behind Watkins, who is doing his best to hold on, and just as it looks as though he is going to tap out Georgie breaks up the hold with a big smash to Manny. Just as Georgie gets back to her feet she is sent to the ground again with a JK-47 from no where that sends her out of the ring. The crowd heat is enormous as Jayden starts directing traffic now. Jayden points toward Watkins and tells Manny to set him up. Manny does as instructed and lifts the rookie into position for the Star Destroyer. SC: This doesn’t look good at all, folks. This could be the end for Brandon Watkins and Civil Unrest’s tag title reign. SJ: This is it, Scoop. No one gets up from the Star Destroyer. Jayden climbs to the top rope. Georgie is out of it on the outside, and Jayden leaps from the top rope, and with a flip in the air comes crashing down on to Watkins’ neck as Manny drops him to the canvas. Jayden rolls over on to Watkins as the referee counts. 1...2...3 .On the outside of the ring Snoop has broken out streamers and confetti. SJ: They’ve done it! They’ve proven once again that they are the best tag team in the world. They’ve made history by becoming the first team to ever get to five tag team championship wins! SC: I think you’re forgetting that Pimp In has held the tag titles five times. SJ: I said team! Either way, history has been made, and the Novas continue to cement their legacy deep into T.F.W.F. lure. Winners, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions: Project Nova The Novas strut up the ramp with the Tag Team titles as Watkins/Nickles ponder their loss in the middle of the ring. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (THE MANAGEMENT IS SAT BACKSTAGE IN HIS OFFICE THUMBING THROUGH HIS PAPER WORK WHEN THERE IS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR A SECRETARY WALKS IN.) S: Sir, I have his paper work right here...doctors have cleared him to wrestle again, just needs your signature to say its ok... M: Thats what I like to hear... (THE MANAGEMENT SIGNS THE PAPER WORK AND HANDS IT BACK TO THE SECRETARY.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: If this show couldn't get more controversial it just did... SJ: Who the hell is coming back? SC: Well speaking of comebacks...Scorpio was stopped from getting his hands on the Light-Heavweight title by the Queen of the T.F.W.F.. Standing in both their ways tonight...is Exile... T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championship Exile (c) vs Kirsta Lewis vs Scorpio [FLASHBACK: EXILE'S DRAMATIC DEFENCE OF THE TITLE AT AA9 IS SHOWN AND ON THE FOLLOWING MAYHEM THE RISE OF SCORPIO TO CONTEND FOR THE BELT ONLY TO BE STOPPED BY KIRSTA LEWIS A LEGEND IN THE DIVISION. THE DEVIOUS LEWIS IS THEN SHOWN BOOKING TONIGHTS MATCH.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championship... *'ANIMALS' - NICKELBACK PLAYS* (MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. A PICTURE OF A CAT HEAD ENGULFED IN FLAMES IS SHOWN ALONG WITH A MONTAGE OF SEXY POSES OF LEWIS. KIRSTA WALKS OUT AND SIMULATES HER FINISHER BEFORE WALKING TO THE RING INTENSLEY.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida...weighing 130 pounds...Kirsta Lewis!!! SC: The Queen Bee of the T.F.W.F. is certainly looking to make her presence known tonight Snoop. SJ: She is what this title is all about Scoop...tonight she ascends to her throne once more... JH: And her opponent... *'POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME' - DEF LEOPARD PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. IMAGES OF THE ARROGANT SCORPIO AND HIS WOMAN MILANA HRSUKA ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T. MONTAGED WITH SOME OF THE FINER MOVES FROM THE WRESTLERS MOVE SET. SCORPIO MAKES HIS WAY ONTO THE RAMP REMOVES HIS SHADES FAKES GIVING THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW AND CRUMPLES THEM IN HIS HAND LAUGHING AS HE DOES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Milana Hrsuka...from London, England...weighing 215 pounds...Scorpio!!! SC: Scorpio has really stepped up his game in recent weeks Snoop, is he a long shot or a legit contender for this belt? SJ: He's the S-Factor baby...and thats what matters... JH: And his opponent... *'THE GOODLIFE' - KAYNE WEST PLAYS* (DECENT REACTION. A SILOUETTE OF A STRIPPER DANCING ON A POLE SHOWS ON THE T.A.T.. THE WORDS 'WELCOME TO MY WORLD...EXILE' FLY UNDERNEATH. EXILE COMES OUT AND SPINS ON THE STAGE. HE TIPS HIS BOWLER HAT IN THE DIRECTION OF THE RING AND WALKS WITH AUTHORITY WITH A BIG ASS GRIN ON HIS FACE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...weighing 190 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...Exile!!! SC: One of the most decorated wrestlers on the independant circuit has now made his presence well known to the rest of the biggest company on the planet. SJ: The Exile dream ends tonight Scoop...GQ Smooth...shall be GQ Lose... SC: Simply awful... As the match begins, there is a Mexican standoff between all three competitors as they eye each other off. Exile still has the Light Heavyweight belt around his waist and looks back and forth between Scorpio and Lewis, not taking his eyes off the competition as he slowly unbuckles it. Kirsta’s eyes are fixated on the belt with a burning desire and with a sinister, almost serpentine glare, she lets Exile and Scorpio know her intentions of taking back the belt her name has become synonymous with. Scorpio, for his part, is more concerned with drawing attention to himself, posturing arrogantly to the crowd and flagrantly mocking his opposition as being vastly inferior to himself in an act most would consider a gross underestimation, met with a HUGE chorus of boos, much to the S-Factor’s chagrin. Finally, the referee approaches Exile to take the belt so that it can be presented to the crowd, but before Exile hands it over, he looks down at it with intensity, then looks towards Kirsta’s direction, then towards Scorpio’s direction with that same intensity in his eyes, finally he holds the belt up high in the air with one hand to a MASSIVE ovation, letting it be known to the crowd and to his opponents that he is the Light Heavyweight champion and has every intention of remaining so, to which Kirsta and Scorpio both react unfavorably. Exile hands the title to the referee who displays it to each side of the crowd, letting them know what’s at stake before he hands it to the timekeeper and the opening bell is rung. The crowd comes alive as the three opponents begin circling each other with Exile leading a clap to get the audience fired up. SC: Well here we go, Ladies and gentlemen, this bout for the T.F.W.F. Light Heavyweight Championship is underway and already you can hear the crowd rallying behind the champion, Exile. SJ: Pfft… These sheep will go along with anything, Scoop. You and I both know that the RIGHTFUL Champion in this match should be the one and only Miss Kirsta Lewis. SC: Well, no one can deny the history of Kirsta Lewis and the Light Heavyweight Championship and the tremendous legacy she has built with that belt, but like it or not Scoop, that belt does not belong to her coming into this match, but rather the champion, Exile, who has also been making quite a legacy for himself since coming to the TFWF. SJ: Oh please, don’t make me sick. If you wanna talk about a REAL up and comer who has been making a name for himself since coming here, look no further than Scorpio, Scoop. The S-Factor’s star has been shining brighter than ever as of late, and I’ll tell you what Scoop, as tough as it’s gonna be to keep Kirsta from walking out of here the champion tonight, if there’s anybody that can do it, it’s Scorpio. SC: Well that remains to be seen, partner, but I have a feeling that we’ll find out tonight what separates the long shots from the legends-in-the-making. With mounting tension all three competitors prepare to lock up in a three-way tie-up, but as they go in for the collar-and-elbow, Scorpio steps back and reclines lazily into the corner the HUGE heel heat as Kirsta and Exile break the lock-up and both stare at him incredulously. The three competitors circle each other again in preparation for the lock-up, and again Scorpio fakes out fakes out and runs his fingers through his hair ala Ric Flair, posturing to the fans as once again Exile and Lewis break the tie-up and the crowd rains heat on Scorpio. Once more the opponents circle each other and go in for the tie-up and once again Scorpio fakes out, this time adding an extremely arrogant Larry Sweeney-esque strut as he postures to the crowd only to turn around into a sledge in the face as Kirsta and Exile are fighting over the tie-up, knocking him through the ropes and out of the ring to a HUGE ovation. Kirsta, ever the opportunist, takes immediate advantage of the momentary distraction and slaps on a tight headlock on the LHW champion. Exile quickly tries to back into the ropes to shoot her off, but Kirsta grabs his arm as he pushes her off and she short-arms him into a hammerlock. Exile soon builds up a head of steam as he paces around the ring dragging Kirsta behind him before finally he runs up the turnbuckles and twists in mid-air to take Kirsta over with a flying mare, Kirsta comes back off the bump with an arm drag and then Exile comes back with one of his own, getting to his feet as Kirsta takes a knee for the stalemate to a HUGE ovation. SC: Whoa! Impressive display of mat wrestling on the part of Exile and Kirsta Lewis! The champion looks to be out to prove that he can hang with the best of the Light Heavyweights, and Kirsta certainly fits into that category. SJ: Don’t make me laugh Scoop, the Hellcat is just toying with the so-called ‘Champion’. When she gets tired of playing cat and mouse, she’ll swallow him whole. SC: … SJ: …That came out wrong. OH, would you look at that! The crowd is cheering loudly for the stalemate as Exile offers a handshake to Lewis in a display of sportsmanship and Kirsta considers it for a moment. The fans egg her on to accept the handshake and she tentatively extends out her hand, but it turns out to be a ruse as she slaps him across the face to MASSIVE heel heat. Exile flinches from the impact of the slap, more intended for insult than injury, and stares at Kirsta with slight frustration and nods his head slightly, evidently understanding that this is how it’s gonna be. Suddenly, Scorpio is back in the ring screaming in anger and bouncing off the ropes towards them, only to get caught with a double hip toss, followed up with a double elbow drop, followed by both Kirsta and Exile kipping up back to their feet and turn to each other with a wicked staredown, making it clear that their apparent teamwork was anything but intentional as the crowd lets out a MASSIVE ovation. Kirsta stares at Exile as Scorpio writhes in pain on the canvas, somehow offended by the notion that the champion would be on the same page as her on offense for just a few brief moments as she rips into him, but Exile coolly shrugs it off, to which Kirsta takes umbrage yet again. Furious, Kirsta Lewis goes to Scorpio and sits him up before teeing off with a VICIOUS kick right to the spine of the S-Factor, eliciting a LOUD ‘OOOHHHHH’ from the crowd as she motions to Exile that ‘that’s how it’s done’. Scorpio is wailing on the mat as Exile steps up, accepting the challenge of the Hellcat and sits up Scorpio before delivering a VICIOUS kick to the back of his own, eliciting another LOUD ‘OOOOHHHHH’. Soon enough, it breaks down into a contest of ‘anything you can do, I can do better’ as Kirsta and Exile go back and forth, teeing off on Scorpio’s back twice more each before Scorpio is back on his feet and shouts ‘STOP! KICKING! ME!’ before Kirsta and Exile connect with a high-and-low leg sweep/leg lariat combination to take him down before once again staring each other down over their inadvertent teamwork. The crowd is going crazy. SC: OH! Impressive combination on the part of Exile and Lewis! This is an unbelievable surprise here as it seems these two are on the same page! SJ: Same page maybe, Scoop, but different books entirely. SC: Well, Snoop, you may just be right. For once. Kirsta and Exile go to work on each other again, trading forearms until Exile takes control, but one final forearm shot is ducked and Kirsta ducks behind into a schoolgirl roll up for a 1 count only, then Exile catches her coming in with an inside cradle for a 1 count of his own, then it’s back up and Kirsta gets a waistlock, standing switch and a German attempt from Exile, blocks into a modified victory roll for 2, then Exile rolls through and turns it into a wheelbarrow bridging German! 1… 2… No! Scorpio breaks it up with an elbow to the abdomen. Scorpio picks him up and looks to be going for the ‘Paparazzi Flash’, but Exile fights it off, so Scorpio changes up his game plan and connects with a gutwrench suplex to BIG heel heat. He sits Exile up and hits the ropes, coming back with a running knee to the face and covers. 1… 2… No! Kirsta breaks it up and rifles off a series of forearms to the face of the much larger Scorpio until finally he blocks one and gets in her face before measuring her for a hard right hand, only for her to duck and sprint off into the ropes, coming back off with a Manami roll attempt, rolling up the body of Scorpio into powerbomb position and trying to slip over the back into a sunset flip, but Scorpio catches her halfway and PLANTS her with an Alabama slam for a close 2 until Exile breaks that up. Both men are back on their feet and Exile pounds Scorpio back against the ropes with forearm shots and looks shoot him off with the whip, but Scorpio counters mid-whip and sends Exile into the ropes, catching him coming in with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker attempt, but Exile counters out of it into a Russian legsweep and drags him near the ropes for an Arabian press. 1… 2… No! Kirsta yanks Exile off of Scorpio by the leg and makes the cover herself. 1… 2… No! Exile yanks Kirsta off of Scorpio and covers him again. 1… 2… No! Kirsta breaks it and covers for 2, then Exile again, then Kirsta again and finally Scorpio bails to regroup as Exile and Kirsta face off again in the ring. A shoving contest ensues and Kirsta rakes the eyes of Exile before chopping him up against the ropes and setting him up for the whip, but Exile counters midway and sends her off into the ropes as Scorpio steps up onto the apron to paste her coming in, but Kirsta sees it coming and drops down in a baseball slide, knocking out the legs of Scorpio which drops him down throat-first across the second rope, but still kneeling on the apron. Suddenly, Exile comes barreling off the ropes and dropkicks Scorpio in the face, sending him flying backwards off the apron right into Kirsta to a MASSIVE ovation! SC: OH! Scorpio, once again looking to take advantage of the situation, but it backfired BIG TIME for the S-Factor! He’s come into this match with a taste for gold, but right now he’s gonna be tasting boot! SJ: This is no time for your lame jokes, Scoop, what about Kirsta?! That scumbag Exile just got her damn near crushed under Scorpio’s 215 pound frame! With Scorpio and Lewis down on the outside, Exile is in the ring clapping his hands and stomping his feet on the canvas to fire up the crowd and they soon come alive as the champion measures the challengers on the floor. Scorpio and Kirsta are back on their feet on the floor but still dazed and slumped over, unaware of what’s going on, and Exile takes that as hit cue to hit the ropes and come back, springing off the opposite ropes for a triangle moonsault plancha, taking his opponents back to the floor! The crowd lets out a HUGE ‘OOOOHHHHHH!!!’ for the impressive dive and a LOUD ‘Exile’ chant begins to ring out as Exile slowly gets back to his feet, feeling the effects of the high risk maneuver almost as much as his opponents. He goes after Scorpio and rolls him back into the ring and heads up top onto the top turnbuckle and measures Scorpio for a dive as Scorpio gets back to his feet pulling himself up by using the referee for support, but before he can make the leap, Scorpio shoves the referee back into the ropes and Exile gets crotched as a result. The referee is upset by Scorpio’s cheap tactic and begins to chastise him, but Scorpio plays innocent and brushes him off before he goes up to for a superplex on Exile. Scorpio hooks Exile up and taunts the crowd before he hooks in the suplex position, and his posturing costs him as Exile is able to block to superplex and fight out of it momentarily. Exile starts firing off punches to the face of Scorpio and the S-Factor is teetering, just barely hanging on by his grip on the ropes but he gets the advantage again with a rake of the eyes and starts pounding on the back of Exile to set up the suplex again. Scorpio steps up onto the top rope with one foot and starts to hoist Exile into the air to a LOUD and nervous ‘OOOOOHHHH’ from the crowd, but Exile kicks and flails in mid-air in a dangerous predicament trying to stop himself from going over and eventually gets himself back down on the buckle and fights out. Exile looks back over his shoulder at the near 15 foot drop behind him and sets up Scorpio for the superplex himself! The crowd let out a MASSIVE ‘OOOOOOOHHHHH’ in nervous expectation as Exile hoists Scorpio up off his feet, but he always flails desperately for his life and lands safely back on the turnbuckles. The two begin a slugfest for supremacy as they try to take control of the superplex when suddenly Kirsta Lewis is on the apron and springboards up, flipping over and catching the legs of Scorpio to connect with a sunset flip powerbomb, allowing Scorpio to connect with the superplex! A MASSIVE ‘OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!!!!’ goes out in the crowd, followed by a LOUD ‘Holy Shit’ chant! SC: OH MY GOD! What an incredible maneuver on the part of Kirsta Lewis! She’s just taken out two birds with one stone! SJ: It’s moves like that that made her so successful as the Light Heavyweight Champion, Scoop, and right now it’s a move like that which could give her the crown again! SC: I wouldn’t be so sure of that, Snoop, Kirsta Lewis is looking much the worse for wear as a result of that unbelievable maneuver. Despite the sunset flip taking it’s toll on Kirsta, she is the first to her feet with the help of the ropes. Seeing both of her opponent’s down she crawls her way over to the corner for support and to create some distance, then begins stomping her foot on the canvas to let everyone know what’s coming to a HUGE chorus of boos; the first man to his feet will be the victim of the ‘Hell’s Bullseye’ and she wants the crowd to know it. She continues to pound her foot on the canvas as Exile and Scorpio are slowly getting to their feet and she shouts at the referee to make sure he’s in position, because ‘Once I hit this, it’s over!’, and once again the crowd is all over her. Scorpio is up before Exile but Exile’s the first to turn around, and that’s where Kirsta aims the ‘HBE’, but Exile sees it coming and is able to catch the boot to a HUGE pop, then throws the boot into the waiting hands of Scorpio as he turns around, and the momentary confusion gives Exile a chance to springboard off the middle rope with a double tornado DDT on both Kirsta and Scorpio to a MASSIVE ‘OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!’ Scorpio rolls out of the ring off the impact of the move and both Exile and Kirsta are left spread-eagled on the canvas as a result of the move, again the high risk maneuver taking almost as much out of Exile as his opponents. Exile is slow to capitalise as he slowly crawls over and drapes an arm over Kirsta for the cover. The ref makes the count for 1… 2… 3! NO! Kirsta gets a foot on the ropes just before 3 to break the count! The crowd is LIVID as chants of ‘Bullshit’ begin to ring out in the crowd. Exile is in disbelief as he crawls towards the turnbuckle and hoists himself back onto his feet and calls for yet another high risk move. He slowly begins his ascent as Kirsta is also beginning to stir and as he reaches the top he perches himself atop the buckle just waiting to launch himself. Kirsta also uses the referee to help her back to her feet and this time Exile’s not about to take any chances, launching himself in Kirsta’s direction before she can push the ref into the ropes as Scorpio did to stop him, but Kirsta has a different plan, rather than push the referee out of the way she pulls him into the line of fire! With no way to stop himself, Exile goes crashing into the referee with the high crossbody to a HUGE ‘OOOOHHHHHH!!!!’ and as he pulls himself up to lament what he’s done, he turns right around into a ‘HBE’ from Kirsta to a MASSIVE ‘OOOOHHHHHH!!!!’ and a HUGE chorus of boos! Kirsta makes the cover, but there is no ref to count the fall. SC: OH! EXILE WITH THE CROSSBODY, BUT THE REFEREE TOOK THE BLOW!!! OH MY GOD! ‘HELL’S BULLSEYE’, RIGHT TO THE JAW OF THE CHAMP!!! SJ: YES! YES!! YES!!! THIS IS IT SCOOP, THE TITLE’S COMING BACK TO TCK!!! SC: KIRSTA MAKES THE COVER, BUT THERE’S NO REFEREE TO MAKE THE COUNT!!! SJ: NO! NO!! NO!!! THAT GODDAMN REF HAS RUINED EVERYTHING! HE SHOULD BE FIRED ON THE SPOT!! With the referee down and out, Kirsta breaks the cover and surveys her surroundings as the crowd rains upon her with a chorus of boos. Finally, with the coast clear, she bails out of the ring and heads towards the timekeeper’s table. The timekeeper gets up to stop her, but she knocks him out cold with a ‘HBE’ to more MASSIVE heel heat and grabs hold of the LHW title, taking it with her as she turns back to the ring. Milana tries to intervene on the outside, but Kirsta takes her out with a beltshot and slides back into the ring, measuring Exile for a finishing blow to MASSIVE heel heat once more. Exile is just starting to move again when from out of the crowd, Aaron Roberts suddenly jumps the barrier and onto the apron, reaching in and grabbing at Kirsta Lewis and the belt. Roberts tries to snatch the belt away from Lewis, but she’s latched onto her prize with a visegrip when suddenly Scorpio is back into the ring and charges at Kirsta Lewis with intent to do punishment, but with a forceful jerk Kirsta is able to rip the title belt out of the hands of Roberts and pull herself out of the way as Scorpio and Roberts collide, sending The Cobra crashing to the floor to a MASSIVE ‘OOOOHHHHH!!!!’ Scorpio stumbles backwards and Kirsta DECKS him with the title belt and covers him for the pin! The referee groggily crawls over and makes the count! 1! 2!! 3!!! NO!!! Exile breaks up the pin to a MASSIVE ovation! Champion and challenger get back to their feet and Kirsta swings in with a roundhouse kick, but Exile sidesteps and gets around behind her back-to-back and hooks her up into for a Gory Bomb, but Kirsta kicks her legs out and blocks Exile from hooking it in, so Exile changes it to a modified backslide for an extremely close 2! Kirsta rolls through out of the backslide and kicks Exile in the gut to set up a twist of fate! Kirsta swings through for the cutter, but Exile counters out again into the Gory Bomb! Kirsta now frees her arms and connects with a sunset flip bomb for another EXTREMELY close 2! Exile rolls out of it and hauls himself up against the ropes, but Kirsta is up first and measures him for the ‘HBE’! She throws the ‘Hell’s Bullseye’ and looks to take Exile out again, but at the last second Exile ducks under and hooks her in a fireman’s carry throw, hurling her over the top rope to the floor to a MASSIVE ovation!!! Kirsta hits the floor with a thud and she looks to be out as a LOUD ‘Exile’ chant rings out while an exhausted Exile surveys the damage he’s done, but behind him, Scorpio is back on his feet! Exile turns around and Scorpio throws a lariat, but Exile manages to duck and hit the ‘Outcast’ to a MASSIVE ovation! He Turns Scorpio over for the cover and the ref crawls over for the count! 1!!! 2!!!! 3!!!!! EXILE RETAINS!!! SC: HE DID IT!!! EXILE DID IT!!! WHAT AN UNBELIEVABLE MATCH UP WE’VE JUST SEEN!!! SJ: NO!! NO, THIS ISN’T FAIR!!! KIRSTA HAD IT!!! SHE HAD THE MATCH ONE UNTIL THAT GODDAMN REFEREE AND THAT GODDAMN ROBERTS SCREWED EVERYTHING UP!!! AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!! IT’S NOT FAIR!!!!!   Winner, via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. Light Heavyweight Champion: Exile Exile stands there holding the Light-Heavyweight title as Kirsta Lewis beats the mat knowing she was a whisker away from making some history tonight. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (BACKSTAGE WE ARE WITH MAHONEY MCMILLIAN, STANDING BY WITH JOSE RAMON. THE CROWD BOOS WHILE RAMON NERVOUSLY LOOKS ABOUT THE AREA.) MM: Ramon, we are nearly an hour away from your match tonight in Dorian Wong’s Circus Playground. JR: Oh really, so soon? Maybe Jonnah will have a little more trouble than he bargained for with Randall Dylan, leaving me more time to get ready. MM: Well, with the talent level of all the competitors in this match, how do you prepare? JR: You want to know a secret? (MCMILLIAN NODS WHILE RAMON LEANS CONSPIRARTORIALLY.) JR: I do a lot of running. MM: … Running? JR: Running. If I can work up enough conditioning, then after I’m done letting them chase me they’ll be so winded they won’t have any air left for hitting me. MM: But with two cages that cover the ring, how much running can you actually do? (RAMON LOOKS AT MCMILLIAN IN SHOCK.) JR: Wait, no one said anything about cages! MM: Well what did you expect when you heard Dorian Wong’s Circus Playground? JR: I thought we would be fighting on carnival rides, or in some sort of amusement park, not in a cage! MM: Cages, plural. (RAMON’S JAW DROPS.) JR: PLURAL?! (RAMON PACES AROUND NERVOUSLY LOOKING ABOUT. AFTER TAKING A FEW MOMENTS TO GET SOME CALMING BREATHS, HE REGAINS SOME OF HIS CONFIDANCE.) JR: Not as much matter. I mean, at least I can still make them too tired to execute any painful or devastating moves. MM: No one mentioned the weapons either, did they? JR: WEAPONS?! (RAMON PACES AROUND ONCE MORE, THEN QUICKLY GRABS MAHONEY BY HIS LAPELS.) JR: So you’re telling me I have to face 7 other men – two of whom are certifiably insane – inside of TWO enclosed structures, littered with weapons, and manage to walk away with the title? I mean, they at least made it so that you only have to score one pinfall or submission, right? MM: Um, actually… it’s elimination. (RAMON THROWS HIS HANDS UP IN THE AIR AS THE CROWD CHEERS AT HIS DISCOMFORT.) JR: Great. First a lying sneak-thief makes off with my title, next the TFWF is overrun by two Retirement Home escapees, and now on top of that yours truly must defy the odds by outlasting Torch, Phenom, Iziah Hunter, Mike Mitchell, Dorian Wong, Eaton Gore, and James Onlee to take the prestigious Intercontinental championship? MM: Basically, yes. JR: Well that’s just great. Abso-fucking-lutely perfect. But if the TFWF want mad men fighting it out like animals, then I’ll just have to show them who’s Pavlov and who’s the dog. (RAMON STALKS OFF THE SET AND TOWARDS THE LOCKER ROOMS UPSET.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Jose Ramon confident or completely crapping his pants...I haven't worked that out yet... SJ: Jose never craps...unless its an iconic toilet begging for his pooh. SC: ... SJ: What? SC: Nevermind...we have heard about it all over the press. Two up and coming superstars and two big superstars in size and presence meet for the first time...its Street vs. Dylan...next T.F.W.F. European Championship Match Jonnah Street (c) vs Randall Dylan [FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF JONNAH WINNING THE TITLE AT AA9 ARE SHOWN ALONGSIDE DYLAN'S ATTACK OF PERVERTED NATURE ON GEORGIE LAST WEEK BEFORE JONNAH STEPPED IN AND ACTUALLY BOOKED THIS DEFENCE HIMSELF CITING THE REASON OF BEING PRO ACTIVE.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. European Championship... *’I DON’T BELIEVE A WORD’ – MOTORHEAD PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. THE WORDS ‘BACK AND BADDER THAN EVER’ FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T. AS RANDALL DYLAN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE WALKS TO THE RING REMOVING HIS LEATHER JACKET IN THE PROCESS. HE THRUSTS HIS ARMS INTO THE AIR AS HE READIES HIMSELF IN THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Boston, Massachusetts…weighing 297 pounds…Randall Dylan!!! SC: Big Dylan is not a happy man Snoop and he looks like he is ready to take the next step tonight. SJ: I am just concerned he is going to be too emotional on destroying Jonnah he will not focus on his wrestling... JH: And his opponent... *LAPDANCE' - N.E.R.D. PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. A CAR SPEEDING DOWN THE LAS VEGAS STRIP IS SHOWN BEFORE COMING TO A HAULT OUTSIDE A CASINO HOTEL WHERE A LOAD OF GORGEOUS GIRLS ARE STOOD OUTSIDE. THE IMAGES FLICK TO ONES OF STREET WITH WOMEN, KICKING ASS AND PARTYING HARD AS HE WALKS DOWN THE RAMP.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada…weighing 298 pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Jonnah 'The House' Street!!! SC: He stood his ground with JC McDonald earlier tonight...can he stand his ground with the Stalker Randall Dylan... SJ: He just better watch his pants... The bell sounds, as Jonnah goes for a lock up but Dylann instead kicks him in the gut. He grabs Jonnah by the arm and whips him into the ropes, he goes for a clothesline but Jonnah ducks it. Jonnah then rebounds off the opposite ropes and goes for a clothesline himself, which Dylan also evades with a leap frog. Jonnah then turns around as both men square off and the crowd erupts. They finally lock up, and Jonnah takes control, he goes behind Dylan and hooks his arms around him. He goes for a german suplex to gain dominance, but Dylan blocks it with his leg. Jonnah then lets go and instead clothesline him from behind, dropping Dylan to his knees. Jonnah then gets in front of Dylan, and goes to boot him in the face but Dylan grabs the leg and gives him a dragon leg screw. He holds onto the leg, Dylan gets to his feet he extends the leg and then drops an elbow on the exposed thigh. He repeats it a few more times and then lets go. He raises up Jonnah, and slaps him in the back of the head and then clips the leg from behind. SC: Sound strategy by the weirdo Randall Dylann, he’s attacking Street’s leg to keep him off his vertical base. SJ: Well you know how Dylan loves his women, either horizontal or screaming for their lives! SC: Jonnah Street isn’t a woman Snoop…. SJ: I don’t think Randall Dylann cares much about that. Randall grabs the leg and then brings it crashing down on the mat knee first. Jonnah rolls as he grabs the leg in pain. Dylan goes to raise him up, but Jonnah elbows him in the gut and then delivers a thundering uppercut to the jaw of Dylann sending him flying backwards. Jonnah gets to his feet as the crowd is slowly buzzing, and then spears him into the corner. He delivers a series of shoulder thrusts into the stomach of Dylan as the referee starts the corner count 1…2….3….4. Jonnah steps back, and he sees Dylan in the corner sitting down. He grabs him by the neck and raises him up. He goes to whip him towards the other corner, but Dylan reverses it and gets Street in a drop toe hold. He then grabs Jonnah’s leg and puts him in a single leg crab as the crowd begins to boo. The referee kneels in front of Jonnah to see if he gives up, but Jonnah shakes his head and tries to reach the ropes but they are just a bit out of reach. SC: Dylan has caught Jonnah in a painful submission maneuver on the leg he has been attacking all night. SJ: Dylan is moments away from becoming the European Champion, Scoop I am betting it now! SC: Making a bet on a wrestling match? What are you some sort of insider or something? Dylan arches back as Jonnah uses his upper body strength to push himself up and crawl towards the ropes. He grabs the bottom one, as the referee counts 1…2…3…4.. Dylan lets go as Jonnah heads to the outside. Dylan follows him to the outside as the referee begins the ten count. 1.. Dylan grabs Jonnah and raises him up. He whips him towards the steel steps, Jonnah hits the steps with his legs which sends him summersaulting over the steps. 5… Dylan rolls in and out of the ring restarting the count. 1….Dylan grabs the top steel steps and takes them off. He places Jonnah’s hurt leg and places it on the base of the steps. He then places the top of the steps on the leg. 6… He then gets on the apron, and then jumps off with a double stomp on top of the steps. He removes the steel steps and then grabs Jonnah and rolls him into the ring, who is grabbing his leg in pain. SC: That is technically not a disqualification for the folks wondering at home. As Dylan didn’t actually use the steps against Jonnah. Dylan slides into the ring, and he pins Jonnah. The referee counts 1….2.. Jonnah kicks out as the crowd cheers him on. Dylan frustrated grabs Jonnah by the hair and raises him up. He whips him towards the ropes and goes to spear him on the return, but Jonnah evades it. Dylan gets to his feet, he goes to attack Jonnah but Jonnah gives him a powerslam. Jonnah gets on his back, and then uses the ropes to get to his feet. He extends his leg to try and get some of the pain off. He raises up Dylan and places his head between his legs. He signals for the ‘Streets Apart’ and as he begins to run his leg buckles under the weight and he lets Dylan go. The referee goes towards Jonnah to see if he is ok, after talking for a with Jonnah the referee looks towards the back and unites his arms in an ‘X’ as EMTs rush down to the ring. Dylan gets to his feet as the referee holds him back. SC: Looks like we have something serious here. Jonnah Street was just about to end this match with the ‘Streets Apart’ when his leg gave out. A replay of the incident plays. The EMTs put Jonnah on a stretcher and begin to cart him out. The referee talks to to Jaycee Hall and then he gives out the announcement. JH- With Jonnah Street unable to continue the referee has declared this a NO CONTEST! Dylan looks pissed off, as he begins to argue with the referee who shakes his head. Dylan then pushes him to the floor, as we see some commotion with the EMTs. Jonnah gets off the stretcher and he can be heard saying. JS- It isn’t going to end like this! Street begins to hobble to the ring and slides back in. He slowly gets up, his leg obviously hurt and he points to the ref and to the bell. The referee says no and Jonnah grabs him by the neck, as the referee signals for the bell. The crowd cheering the brave Jonnah Street. SC: Oh My, even though he is hurt Jonnah Street has decided to continue this match instead of letting it become a no contest! SJ: He is the dumbest person I’ve met. Street slowly moves towards Dylan who is smiling. They go to lock up, but Dylan kicks him in the injured leg. Jonnah buckles down again as Dylan smiles and then slaps Jonnah. The crowd boos, as Jonnah uses all his possible strength to get to his feet and he punches Dylan square in the face as the crowd goes crazy. Jonnah raises Dylan to his feet and whips him towards the ropes, Dylan rebounds and Jonnah grabs him in a sidewalk slam. Street raises him up again, and throws him into the corner. He raises him up on the top rope. And knees him in the face. He hooks his arm around Dylan’s neck and gives him a superplex. He lands on his hurt leg and can’t make the pinfall. The crowd rallies behind Street chanting “Jonnah, Jonnah, Jonnah”. It gives him the strength to roll over and pin Dylan. The referee makes the count 1….2.. Dylan kicks out as the crowd boos. SC: You have to give it to Jonnah for gutting it out. This is how much the European Championship means to him! SJ: Give what to him? A present? SC: Props Snoop, Props. SJ: Well he does need something to prop his leg on. They both get to their feet as they lock up for a second time. Dylan takes control, as he gets behind Jonnah. Jonnah grabs onto the top rope, as Dylan goes to pull him back, Dylan is sent backwards as Jonnah turns around. Dylan rushes towards Street, and Street ducks down as Dylan is sent flying over the top rope to the outside. Street slides out of the ring, and he goes after Dylan who begins to scamper away. The crowd begins to boo as Jonnah decides to get in the ring as the referee keeps counting 6…7…8.. Dylan turns around realizing the European Championship is on the line and he goes to slide into the ring as Jonnah hits him with a double axe handle as he enters the ring. He raises him up, and knees him in the gut and then hits a DDT on Dylan. He pins him as the referee counts 1…2… Dylan kicks out at the last second, as Jonnah begins to get frustrated.He raises up Dylan and whips him towards the ropes, Jonnah ducks down to give Dylan a back body drop, but Dylan stops, kicks him in the face, and then takes down Jonnah with a neck breaker. As Jonnah clutches the back of his head, Dylan wraps Jonnah's hurt leg around his own, he grabs Jonnah's head and puts him in an STF. The crowd rallies behind Jonnah, knowing that his leg can barely hold it anymore. Jonnah fights to reach the ropes, that are just a bit out of reach. Randall pulls back as Jonnah grazes the bottom rope with his fingers, as the crowd is chanting his names. SC: Jonnah Street is just mere centimeters from that bottom rope! SJ: Yeah but he's closer to the mat, he's going to tap out Scoop! Jonnah grabs the bottom rope, as the referee orders Dylan to let go of the hold. He doesn't and the ref pulls Dylan out of the ring. He argues with Dylan, telling him he isn't going to get the disqualification. Jonnah gets to his feet as Dylan rushes towards him, Jonnah, uses his shoulders to stop Dylan, he grabs him by the waist and gives him an atomic drop. As Dylan grabs his crotch in pain, Jonnah kicks him in the gut, and places Dylan's head between his legs. He signals for the 'Streets Apart' again, but then stops as he remembers what happened last time. Dylan breaks free, he forearms Jonnah in the face, whips him towards the ropes, and he hooks Jonnah's neck on the return. He goes for the 'Dylan Driver' but Jonnah jumps over him. Dylan turns around, as Jonnah kicks him in the gut again. Places his head between his legs, and Jonnah leans backwards to get momentum from the ropes and he hits the 'Streets Apart'. He follows through with a pin as the referee counts 1….2…3. Winner, via pinfall and STILL T.F.W.F. European Champion: Jonnah Street Jonnah slides out of the ring as the Championship is handed to him. He looks at Dylan, who begins to laugh like a maniac. SC: Jonnah survived by the skin of his teeth. There's no telling what shape his leg is in. Jonnah limps to the back as the crowd is cheering him on. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (BACKSTAGE, MAHONEY MCMILLIAN AWAITS THE ARRIVAL OF HIS NEXT GUEST. BEHIND HIM IN THE INTERVIEW AREA, A GIANT ICE STORM LOGO DAWNS ABOVE A FESTIVE CHRISTMAS TREE. IZIAH HUNTER THEN COMES INTO VIEW TO A BIG CROWD POP AS MAHONEY NERVOUSLY STRAIGHTENS HIS TIE.) MM: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have just had the pleasure of witnessing Jonnah Street and Randall Dylan battle it out for the T.F.W.F European Championship. Next on the agenda is Dorian Wong's brainchild -- the Circus Playground -- in which eight superstars will compete for the Intercontinental Championship. One of whom (he points to right) is this man, Iziah Hunter. The anticipation is contagious here tonight, the atmosphere electric and this forthcoming match may be the Christmas present everybody's wishing for. Now Iziah, we know you're not a man of many words, but what are your thoughts ahead of this match? (IZIAH'S STETSON IS ANGLED LOWER THAN USUAL, THE CASTING SHADOW OBSCURING HIS FACE. A BEARD THROUGH CHOICE OR DISTRACTION LINES HIS CHIN. HANDS ON HIS HIPS, HE ANSWERS HOARSELY.) IH: Mahoney, Christmas is the season of goodwill... and tonight, there's going to be none of that when I and seven other men, including the Intercontinental Champion Dorian Wong, find ourselves locked in those cages like animals. MM: In the beginning, we all thought one's victory would require one-fall over any of the other seven athletes. But instead, it's an elimination. Each T.F.W.F wrestler pinned will be removed from the cages while the remaining men continue. Until we get down to two, then it becomes a straight up one on one for the title. For this, these men must have the stamina to go the distance, the question is; do you Iziah Hunter? (UNPERTURBED BY MAHONEY'S DOUBTS, SHARED BY MANY OTHERS ALSO, IZIAH CONTINUES.) IH: I'm not getting any younger, I realize that. My body's taken pain even athletes here couldn't imagine, but that's what it was built for. When I was a kid, my old man said to me, “your mind ain't too sharp, so if you wanna be a somebody, you're gonna have to use your body”. My age is one of many demons I've got to face, but you never know what's gonna happen when you put eight men in cages filled with deadly weapons. MM: Finally, what are Iziah Hunter's goals now that he's returned to the T.F.W.F? Do you see yourself as an Intercontinental Champion, or perhaps becoming a World Champion? Or are these meaningless trinkets to a man who simply loves to fight? IH: The truth is, Mac, my goal is to change, to evolve. To develop as a fighter, to become the best. If that claim must be met with championships, then so be it. (WITH THAT, IZIAH DEPARTS.) MM: Dorian Wong's Circus Playground... up next! (RINGSIDE.) SC: The journey he has taken to get back here again Snoop is kind of frightening... SJ: Do you reckon I can score some dope off of him... SC: What! SJ: Nothing... SC: Hmmm...well anyway the master of ceremonies himself Dorian Wong has made it ever so clear he expects carange tonight...but has he bitten off even more than he can chew. T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship - Dorian Wong's Circus Playground Dorian Wong (c) vs Iziah Hunter vs Torch vs Phenom vs James Onlee vs Mike Mitchell vs Jose Ramon vs Eaton Gore [FLASHBACK: DORIAN WONG'S DRAMATIC RETENTION OF THE IC TITLE OVER MITCHELL AND ONLEE IS SHOWN. THE GAMES WHICH HE PLAYED ON THE PARTICIPANTS LAST MAYHEM ARE HIGHLIGHTED WITH A FINAL IMAGE OF CARNAGE ALL AROUND WONG WITH HIM SAT HERE RESTING ON A CANE SMILING INSANELY AT THE CAMERA.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is an elimination match in the confinds of the Dorian Wong Circus Playground for the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship... *‘SUGAR SUGAR’ – THE ARCHIES PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD POP. EATON GORE RUSHES OUT OF THE CURTAINS IN A WARRIOR-ESCUE FASHION AT TEN THOUSAND MPH. EXCALIBUR RAISED IN THE AIR. CAUSING AN EXPLOSIVE POP. HE SLIDES INTO THE RING READY TO DISH OUT PAIN ONTO HIS NEXT TARGET.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Hannibal, Missouri…weighing 162 pounds…Eaton Gore!!! SC: He couldn't retain the European title at AA9, but Eaton Gore here tonight could be our new IC Champion... SJ: You got to be fricking kidding me ... JH: Introducing... *’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. PHENOM WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AS IMAGES OF STREET BRAWLS AND RIOTS ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T..) JH: Making his way towards the ring from New York City, New York…weighing 298 pounds…Phenom!!! SC: Big bad and doesn't give a shit... SJ: I tell you Scoop...Phenom should not be underestimated to walk out a winner here... JH: Introducing... *’FUEL’ – METALICA PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. THE LIGHTS GO OUT. A TOWER OF FLAMES EXPLODE AROUND THE RAMP ENTRANCE, THEY TURN INTO A SMALL CIRCLE OF FIRE ON THE RAMP. SMYTHE EMERGES WITH HIS BACK TO THE CROWD. HE THEN WALKS DOWN THE RAMP INTO THE RING STANDING ON A TURNBUCKLE AND RAISING HIS ARMS IN THE AIR.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Short Hills, New Jersey…weighing 240 pounds…Sean ‘Torch’ Smythe!!! SC: You see the way he and Phenom already lock eyes...hated rife there...and two men who know what its like to be a Champion... SJ:Torch also knows very well what its like to be a fucking loser... JH: Introducing... *'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS* (BIG HEEL HEAT. THE WORDS 'JEALOUS...YOU SHOULD BE' FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T.. JOSE RAMON COCKILY WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FANS IN HIS EGO DRIVEN STYLE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Los Angeles, California...weighing 195 pounds...Jose Ramon!!! SC: Jose is getting in the ring with some of the most insane and vicious men in wrestling Snoop. SJ: But he is the one man who has the speed and aerial skill to combat two stacked cages... JH: Introducing... *'CHORUS OF ANGELS' - HASTE THE DAYS PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. VARIOUS SERVICE AND ARMY BASED VIGS ARE SHOWN AS WELL AS IZIAH SAT IN A SEAT IN A TANK TOP RUNNING HIS DOG TAGS BETWEEN HIS FINGERS LOOKING INTENSLY AT THE CAMERA. HE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AS PYROS GO OFF AND MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania…weighing 230 pounds…Iziah 'The Judge' Hunter!!! SC: Hunter back in the T.F.W.F and back on PPV. SJ: Break out the roids... SC: WILL YOU STOP! JH: Introducing... *’SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE SIREN BEGINS TO BLARE THROUGHOUT THE ARENA.  THE T.A.T. BEGINS TO GLOW AS THE LIGHTS IN THE ARENA DIM TO JUST ABOVE TOTALLY BLACK.  THE SCREEN IS STATICY AND ANY IMAGE IS UNDEFINED UNTIL THE RED SEAL OF JAMES’ RELIGION APPEARS AND BEGINS TO FLASH IN TIME WITH THE SIREN.  A SPOTLIGHT IN RED AND IN THE SAME SEAL APPEARS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP AS JAMES ONLEE EMERGES FROM THE BACK ACCOMPANIED BY TWO MEN DRESSED IN BLACK SUITS AND WEARING BLACK VEILS OVER THEIR FACES.  JAMES WALKS OUT INTO THE SPOTLIGHT AND THE TWO MEN STAY ON THE STAGE ON THE ENTRY WAY.  FLASHES OF GOLD LIGHT EXPLORE THE ARENA AS JAMES MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP, HEAD BOWED AND HANDS HELD IN PRAYER, THE SPOTLIGHT FOLLOWING HIS EVERY MOVE.  AS HE APPROACHES THE RING, HE RAISES HIS ARMS UPWARD AND TO THE SIDE, AS THEY REACH THE PINNACLE OF THEIR ASCENT GOLD EXPLOSIONS FLY FROM THE TURNBUCKLES LEAVING MIST FLOAT FROM THEM.  JAMES THEN LOWERS HIS ARMS, CLIMBS THE STEPS AND ENTERS THE RING, GIVING ONE FINAL GLANCE TO HIS PARISHONERS TO GO BACKSTAGE, AND THEY DO.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from the Redfield Church of God…weighing 245 pounds…The Reverend James Onlee!!! SC: Onlee was a whisker away from the IC title at AA9 Snoop... SJ: And nobody is going to be remembering that more than James Onlee... JH: Introducing... *’WICKERMAN’ – IRON MAIDEN PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD POP! MITCHELL SPINS HIMSELF ONTO THE STAGE AND PULLS OUT A BICEP POSE. HE REMOVES HIS SUNGLASSES AND THROWS THEM INTO THE CROWD FOR THE FANS AND THEN HE STRUTS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Calgary, Alberta, Canada…weighing 215 pounds…Mike Mitchell!!! SC: Mike Mitchell the people's wrestler once more finds himself in this deadly deadly game... SJ: Yeah I am sure he would rather be home knitting himself a rainbow sweater...damn hippy. JH: And their opponent… *’APOCALYPSE PLEASE’ - MUSE PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. DORIAN WONG WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. A REVOLVING MANICAL GRIN IN HIS T.A.T. IMAGE AS HE WALKS DOWN TO THE RING WITH A DISTURBING GRIN OF HIS OWN. JACK AND JILL CARTWHEEL NEAR HIM EITHER SIDE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Jack and Jill...from Los Angeles, California...weighing 215 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion…Dorian Wong!!! SC: The deranged ringmaster himself is here and eyeing his creation like a mad scientist... SJ: This is going to be brutal as hell Scoop... The eight men are sectioned off in the area. Wong, Ramon, Hunter and Gore are moved to the second level why Phenom, Torch, Onlee and Mitchell are on level one. Wong starts off by grabbing for a chair on level 2 and swings wildly at Ramon who ducks and tries to climb himself up the side of the cage, he is pulled down by Gore who rams his face into the cage. As Gore spins back around, Wong levels him with a chair shot. Hunter then spears Wong to the floor and begins pounding lefts and rights into his face. Hunter picks Wong up and drops him with a spinebuster. On the first level Mike Mitchell has backed Onlee into the corner with a series of right and left hand chops to the mush and chest. Onlee reaches down and grabs a set of brass knuckles and rips Mike's mouth open with an uppercut, he tosses Mitchell aside and then stalks over to Phenom looking to deliver the same fate, Phenom grabs him by the throat and Onlee slams a few shots into his bald head breaking the skin wide open, Phenom holds on though, but both men are taken down when Torch hits a spinning heel kick. Torch begins to climb the ladder set up for the second level open hatch looking to get to the top. Mike Mitchell then pushes the ladder to oneside, before a nasty fall can take place, Torch leaps off the ladder. He and Mitchell go blow to blow with a series of punches to the face, Torch misses a right hand and Mitchell ducks it turning it into a notther lights suplex attempt which Torch powers out of. Mitchell eyes the opportunity for a weapon and then shakes his head and grabs at Torch once more, he piclks up Torch and nails a running slam to the side of the cage as Torch slumps down. Mike spins around and is smacked in the mush by Phenom hitting him with the ladder which has fallen down. Nom stands over Mike and begins to stomp a mud hole in him. SC: The ladder didn't last long in this one Snoop...already knocked down seperating the 8 men by a drop and a hole. SJ: Well at some stage they need to get together, its elimination and with that hole gaping from the top, the four men could find themselves walking a tight rope up there... SC: A tight rope which has an unforgiving drop into the mat below... On the second level Ramon is still running around like a scared kid as Hunter works over Wong in the corner with a series of moves. He slams Wong onto the mesh over and over looking to weaken the Champion, Gore finally grabs a hold of Ramon and sends him into the cage with no ropes on this level. Ramon bounds off holding his face which is now bleeding. He spins around and Gore leaps onto him with a series of bites and punches to the face over and over and over again. Ramon is trying to call a time out of all things as Gore picks him up and nails a three step sideslam as the mesh once more springs up and down. On level one, Onlee has Torch wrapped over the bottom rope choking him out with a variation of the camel clutch with that rope. Phenom is trading punches with Mitchell wearing down the smaller wrestler who seemingly won't give in. Phenom finally grabs Mitchell around the throat and executes a chokeslam into a powerbomb move which gets the crowd onto their feet. Mitchell lays stunned in the ring as Phenom stalks over him looking to make the pin when all of a sudden Eaton Gore drops himself by hanging down into the level one area. Gore hits a series of rights and lefts as he steadies Phenom back. Phenom then misses with a boot to the head as Gore rugby tackles him to the canvass. Eaton then leaps onto the back of James Onlee and reaches for the mat picking up those brass knuckles from earlier. He cracks them in the back of Onlee's head three times as blood spurts out. Onlee staggers to his feet where he is met by Phenom now on his feet he grabs Onlee around the neck and delivers a 'Final Destination' to him. He covers Onlee as we have our first elimination. Eliminated: James Onlee SC: James Onlee has been eliminated from this one Snoop, can you believe it...but how are they going to usher a man like him out of here... SJ: I don't know, but he seems to be stirring to his feet a little. Onlee gets to his feet and looks around, a referee tries to usher him out of the ring through the door, but Onlee pushes him down, he grabs the nearest thing to him which happens to be Torch and puts him in a chokehold. Referees try to pull him off, but Onlee walks out the door and drops to the floor leaving Torch choking in the ring whilst he hangs off the apron through the open door. SC: MY GOD ONLEE HAS SNAPPED! HE MIGHT KILL TORCH! SOMEONE STOP HIM! Onlee is eventually pulled off by the EMTs as Torch lies motionless in the middle of the lower tier. Ramon ever the opportunist drops down and does an exgerrated cover of intensitty for the three count. SJ: How the hell did Ramon pull off that amazing cover!!! SC: Your an idiot... Eliminated: Torch Ramon celebrates by raising his hands in the air, before Phenom takes his head near off with the running clothesline. Now only Wong and Hunter remain on the top tier as Phenom and Gore do battle on the lower tier with Mitchell regrouping himself. Hunter is having a torrid time with the Champion who has taken to kicking him in the groin seemingly for the hell of it and laughing hysterically as he achieves it. Wong reaches down and removes his famed letter opener spinning it around in his hand he staggers over Hunter smiling that devilish grin. Hunter then sweeps his legs and Wong totters back dropping the letter opener and falling through the hole in the tiers! Mitchell now on his feet catches him and in a wonderful flowing move only a wrestler of a pure taught nature could achieve hits a piledriver. The crowd are on their feet cheering as a bloodied Mitchell drapes an arm over Wong for an unbelievable three count... SC: WHAT THE HELL HAS HAPPENED! THE CHAMPION IS GONE HE IS GONE MITCHELL WITH THE PILEDRIVER, BUT THE VITAL ASSIST FROM IZIAH HUNTER!!! SJ: I am in total shock we are guranteed a new Champion tonight and Wong is in dream street! Eliminated: Dorian Wong Wong slides out of the ring and for the first time in a long time he doesn't look like the man in control we all know. He paces the outside watching the action in the ring. Hunter is still in some agony on the top tier as he lays there maybe even stealing sometime to heal his veteran bones. On the lower tier, Phenom is having his way with Ramon and Gore as neither man seems able to topple the big man's arsenal of power moves. Phenom removes his famed Loiusville slugger and looks to split Gore's head open with it slamming it into the mat. Mitchell tries to pull off a schoolboy, but Phenom cannot be moved. He grabs Mike around the throat and lifts him into the air with Mitchell's feet kicking out below. Gore then crouches behind Phenom and Ramon hits a running spinning heel kick taking them down. With Phenom on the ground, Ramon and Gore exchange stomps on the big man. All of a sudden Ramon slaps Gore across the kisser and then tries to jump onto the second tier by looking for something to grab onto and then realizing he is miles away from this achievement. Mitchell sets up the ladder with Gore and Ramon now going at it in the corner. He looks to climb up there as Hunter is now steadily getting to his feet, Mitchell gets so far up and then turns around. He nails a missile drop kick off the ladder onto Phenom below. He grabs the leg of Phenom and makes the cover and we have another elimination. SC: WHAT THE HELL MIKE MITCHELL IS PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS HERE RIGHT AND NOW! SJ: From nowehere we are down to four participants Scoop and I for one am shock... Before Snoop can finish his comment, Ramon plants Gore with an unexpected 'Take 5' he grabs Gore and makes the cover making the quick double elimination possible. Eliminated: Phenom and Eaton Gore SC: Jose Ramon is pulling out all the stops we are down to Hunter, Mitchell and Ramon one of these men will be the next Intercontinental Champion... Hunter drops down into the lower tier and begins to go on the offensive hitting Ramon with a clothesline and then grabbing Mitchell in an collar and elbow tie up, he picks up the advanatge with a quick hip toss on Mitchell. Mitchell is back on his feet and Hunter grabs him in a bear hug. Mitchell tries to headbutt his way out, but Hunter is rather preferring the bloody and potentially broken nose than release the grip. Hunter then plants Mitchell with a slam and then follows up with a running leg drop, he goes for an unsuccessful cover attempt as Mitchell kicks out. Hunter pulls Mitchell to his feet and ducks Ramon who comes flying over the top with an attempted leaping attack. Ramon skids on the mat and gets up once more and nails Hunter back with a front facing drop kick. He leaps onto the top of the turnbuckle crouching under slightly the second tier looking for the 'Posterized', but Mitchell gets onto the top turnbuckle himself and nails a ddt from the top sending Ramon crashing through the mat. Mitchell runs over and hits the 'Pure Massacre' he covers Ramon for the three count and the next elimination. Eliminated: Jose Ramon SC: Ramon is gone an amazing effort from this man, but on this occassion it is Mike Mitchell who has eliminated yet another wrestler, what heart from Mike, what poise. Mitchell gets to his feet and he and Hunter tie up putting on a wrestling clinic of can you top this. Clotheslines, hiplocks, slams, submission holds, both men looking for the clear advantage. Hunter then does not connect with an armbar flip and Mitchell capatilizes. Hunter gets on top of him as they wrestle for position on the mat. Wong marks his territory on the outside. With a free hand he passes Mike Mitchell the letter opener. SC: Mike Mitchell has got Dorian's letter opener Snoop! Mitchell looks at the weapon he has in his hand and throws it to the floor in disgust. He looks to Wong and flicks him the bird as Dorian snarls, annoyed Mitchell wouldn't take up the offer to end Hunter there and then. However, Hunter is not so forgiving. He grabs the letter opener and stamps it into the back of Mitchell. Mitchell buckles over in pain. SJ: HUNTER TAKES THE ADVANTAGE! HE HAS NO MORALS! HE HASN'T EVEN GOT MEDICAL INSURANCE!!!!!!!! SC: What are you talking about.... SJ: WOHOOOOOOOO! With Snoop losing it in the booth mentally, Hunter spins around Mitchell who is bleeding like a stuck pig he puts him in the 'Capital Punishment' until the passed out Mitchell is nomore. Winner, via submission and NEW T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion: Iziah Hunter Hunter stands holding the Intercontinental title with a look of mixed feelings on his face. He is the Champion, but at what cost to his own pride... [HYPE VIDEO: NIGHT OF THE REVOLUTION 9...COMING TO PPV THIS FEBRUARY...ONLY ONE CAN BE KING.] (RINGSIDE.) SC: Night of the Revolution 9...the first PPV to kick of 2009 for the T.F.W.F., the world shall be waiting to crown a new King... SJ: Wait Queen Elizabeth is dead? SC: ....speaking of Kings...the reigning King certainly didn't think he would be facing tonight a former student of his...let alone JC McDonald... Fallen Angel vs JC McDonald [FLASHBACK: 2007 WHERE JC MCDONALD ANNOUNCED HIS RISE TO THE TOP HOLDING THE WORLD TITLE AFTER ICE STORM 2006...HE BRIEFLY WAS GIVEN CHARGE OF HELLBOUND WHEN ANGEL STEPPED ASIDE ONLY FOR ANGEL TO RETURN AND THEIR PROBLEMS AMOUNT. FINALLY, MCDONALD'S INJURIES FORCE HIM OUT OF THE T.F.W.F. AS HIS MENTOR ANGEL PROSPERS. THE DRAMATIC RETURN LAST MONDAY OF MCDONALD AND THE MANAGEMENT IS SHOWN.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE PLAYS* (EARTH SHAKING HEEL HEAT. THE ARENA IS PLUNGED INTO DARKNESS AS THE TA-TRON BURSTS INTO LIFE WITH THE WORDS 'THE CAREER KILLER' AND IMAGES OF FALLEN ANGEL CUTTING PROMOS AND PLAYING MIND GAMES WITH HIS OPPONENTS. THE FOOTAGE THEN CUTS TO SHOTS OF ANGEL BEATING DOWN VARIOUS FAMOUS TFWF STARS AS STROBE LIGHTS GO OFF ALL OVER THE ARENA AND SMOKE POURS OUT FROM THE TOP OF THE RAMP. A HUGE PRYO ERUPTS FROM THE TOP OF THE TRON AS FALLEN ANGEL WALKS OUT THROUGH THE SMOKE AND ONTO THE STAGE. HE LOOKS AT THE FANS WITH DISTAIN BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring…from Parts Unknown…weighing 268 pounds…he is the 2008 King of the Deathmatches…Fallen Angel!!! SC: He is the King of the Deathmatches the most hated man in wrestling and yet the most successful...but to JC McDonald he is just his mentor...and tonight its teacher vs. student. SJ: And the student is going to find out why the teacher...is always the teacher. JH: And his opponent... *'CALM LIKE A BOMB' - RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS* (MEGA CROWD POP. MCDONALD WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH HIS ARMS FLEXED IN A VARIETY OF POSES SHOWING HIS FANTASTIC PHYSICAL FEATURES. HE MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING AVOIDING SLAPPING HANDS WITH FANS.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from San Diego, California…weighing 268 pounds…'The Mould' JC McDonald!!! SC:YOU CAN'T BREAK THE MOULD CAUSE THE MOULD IS BACK!!! SJ: You just wait...the Mould is going to get broken tonight... Both competitors in this match scan each other. Looking for an opening but not giving one. Which leads to a very slow start. Method is key in this match as the two begin to circle the ring. Angel is the first to jump hovering to McDonald's back going for a waistlock. But it is thwarted with two elbows and reversed into a hammerlock. McDonald then goes for a hammerlock back suplex but Angel takes him down with a headlock into a chinlock. A slow methodical pace as he keeps it in. After a bit he breaks it and slumps into the corner. Stalking JC Mcdonald. He then tries for a big boot as he's getting up but it's ducked. He spins around and McDonald gets a mule kick to the gut. He then heads to the ropes and comes back with a stiff lariat knocking Angel to the ground. He then goes for an elbow but Angel rolls out of the way. They both get to their feet at the same time but Angel gets a stiff kick to McDonald's gut and then goes for a quick swinging neckbreaker that JC reverses into a backslide rollup. 1... Angel kicks out quickly. They both get up and JC goes for another lariat but it's ducked. Angel turns around and spins McDonald to his face getting a kick to the gut. He then hits a knee to the gut going for an Irish whip. On the rebound he lands a back body drop. He then spins around and as McDonald is up takes him down with a big boot. He then drops an elbow drop onto McDonald. He then drops a headbutt. Angel then to the ropes and on the rebound with a knee drop. Then a fist drop. He then brings JC up and whips him into the corner. SJ: Dammit, Angel is a pro! Look at the way he's dissecting Ronald there. SC: Ronald? Yeah, hilarious, Snoop, hilarious. SJ: Well, It was a pretty good wordplay. I was either going to call him Ronald or Old. Both of which would have worked, but I think Ronald is funnier. SC: Anyway, a fairly back and forth contest between these two big powerful men. Angel showing his veteran skill and getting the advantage early on. Angel then up to the second rope and hits some mounted punches. But, almost immediately, JC uses his power and charges him out of the corner landing a vicious spine buster. Both are down for a small portion of time. But, up, and brawling. McDonald forces Angel back to the ropes. Angel gets a kick to the balls and then throws McDonald over the rope. McDonald catches the rope but the ref begins to lecture Angel. Angel pushes the ref away not really caring. No DQ though. He then notices JC McDonald out of the corner of his eye. He charges forward going for a big boot but McDonald ducks it. He then pulls up the rope causing it to crash into Angel's testicles. The fans pop at the poetic justice. JC McDonald then places his head under Angel's arm and, in an act of insane wrecklessness, spins him into a back suplex off the apron onto the mats outside. The crowd all rise. SJ: DQ THAT MOTHERFUCKER! SC: Who? Angel or McDonald. SJ: Mcdonald... He hit an obvious low blow with that rope. SC: Yeah, after Angel's rather unsubtle low kick. SJ: Yeah, but Angel actually has testicles, though. So, that's not a DQ. SC:...You're a child. SJ: Yeah, I know you are but... SC: Hey, I'll give you a candy bar if you shut up! SJ: HERSHEYS! Give me the candy! Give me the candy! I want the candy! Come on! Give it! Give it! SC: Will you shut up? SJ: Yeah.... Yeah... I'll shut up. I promise. Just give me the candy! At the ref count of five they are both up. McDonald grabs Angel by the hair and slams his head against the railing. He then does so again. The count is to eight. McDonald then slides in and out of the ring breaking the count. He grabs Angel by the hair bringing him up. Angel however pushes him forward into the ring steps. He then charges forward with a chop block. Knocking McDonald off his foundation. They are both up and Angel grabs the ring steps. The ref is immediately out of the ring lecturing Angel. McDonald then charges forward but Angel, seeing this, drops the ringsteps and grabs the ref. Using him as a shield. McDonald stops before he hits and Angel then pushes the ref to the side and grabs McDonald for a quick snap suplex into the bottom half of the ringsteps. He then gets back up and slides him into the ring. Sliding in after. Angel stalks McDonald waiting for him to get to his feet. Shoulder tackle knocks him back to the ground. He then stalks again and goes for another. McDonald however catches Angel and throws him back with a T-bone suplex. Both are to their feet immediately. But McDonald obviously gets the immediate advantage with a spear to the ground. McDonald keeping on it with some fierce brawling. He then climbs to the turnbuckle. Stalking Angel. He goes for a double axehandle but Angel dives to the ropes and bounces back with a ducked double axehandle of his own and the momentum brings him to the ropes opposite. McDonald then runs over to the ropes that he originated. The momentum sends them both to the center hitting a double lariat. Knocking each other down to a foray of flashbulbs and audience screams. SC: A very back and forth match. As if these two are onto exactly what each other is doing. Which, shouldn't come to any surprise with the history of these two. Both are up and the same story. Again this time Angel ducks and gets a knee to the gut. Floating around to get JC McDonald with a viscous release german suplex dropping JC Mcdonald on his shoulders and head. He then spins around and grabs JC by his legs. Falling back into a slingshot. Sending JC halfway across the ring. He then is up to his feet and immediately locks in JC with an armlock. JC grabs the rope. Angel releases the hold at a perfect 4.99 count. He then goes to bring JC up but on his way JC grabs Angel and hooks him into a bearhug. Tight as he can. McDonald known for his physical prowess becomes a challenge for Angel to try to fight free from. However, the closeness of the ropes comes to aid as he grabs on the top rope. However, a belly side suplex pulls him away and McDonald keeps the wastelock into a pin. 1...2... Angel lifts a shoulder. But, McDonald still holds in the wastelock. 1..2.... Angel lifts another. Still McDonald like a pitbull not letting go. Angel pinned against the ground with the constriction against his ribs. SJ: HERSHEYS DONE! SC: Oh... excellent! SJ: Now, we can get back to some real commentary. You're putting everyone to sleep! SC: Snoop... you promised to shut up... SJ: Do you have another candy bar? SC: No... SJ: Then lets get back to commentary... Anyway, JC McDonald, like a total fairy, giving Fallen Angel a big hug and Angel choosing to pacify him in order to not hurt his feelings. SC: Oh god... Angel tries to pry McDonald's fingers away from his waist but it's a no go. McDonald's monster strength keeps him held in. Angel tries to pull himself away but is forced to slowly crabwalk his way to the ropes. He successfully gets there but exhausting all of his energy. The ref counts to 4 and McDonald breaks the hold. JC then signals for the 'Perfecto'. The audience all rise and pop. McDonald then brings Angel up and sets him between his legs. Signaling to lift him up. Quite a difficult task seeing as how Angel is a very large man. He gets him to his shoulders but Angel begins with some punches to JC's bald noggin. Quite a few and he crumbles down. Perhaps of a mistake from JC as Angel gets the immediate advantage. Angel is up well before JC. As JC is up he is hoisted onto Angel's shoulder for a Death Valley Driver. To a very well two count. Angel then drops a leg drop. He brings JC up and lands him with a sidewalk slam to another two count. Angel then brings McDonald up again and lands a fisherman suplex for another two. Angel then brings JC up and tosses him over the ropes onto the outside. Giving himself a breather. SJ: Angel sure is kicking 'The Mould''s ass, isn't he? SC: Well, he certainly has the advantage at the moment. SJ: Sure... at the moment, and the next, until this match finishes. In fact, I don't even need to speak further since the rest of the match will be the same story. SC: Sure, why not relax and stop talking for awhile... SJ: Well, somebody has to anchor your biased opinions! Angel steps out onto the apron and then waits for JC McDonald to get up. He then leaps off of the apron landing a flying lariat onto McDonald. Bringing him back up with a body slam onto the mats. He then brings him up for another. Then a third. Then a fourth. Angel working on JC big time using the railing and the outside. Not breaking the rules but brilliantly bending them. Back into the ring Angel stalks JC. McDonald makes his way up and becomes the victim of a heinous boot to the gut. Angel then goes for 'The Cradle of Darkness' but he's not able pull McDonald off his feet. So he drops him with a piledriver. Then goes for a pin but yet a two count. Angel steps out onto the apron and then waits for JC McDonald to get up. He then leaps off of the apron landing a flying lariat onto McDonald. Bringing him back up with a body slam onto the mats. He then brings him up for another. Then a third. Then a fourth. Angel working on JC big time using the railing and the outside. Not breaking the rules but brilliantly bending them. Back into the ring Angel stalks JC. McDonald makes his way up and becomes the victim of a heinous boot to the gut. Angel then goes for 'The Cradle of Darkness' but he's not able pull McDonald off his feet. So he drops him with a piledriver. Then goes for a pin but yet a two count. Angel then brings him up again and goes for a more proper and full 'Cradle of Darkness' but Mcdonald reverses it with a back body drop. Both lie lifeless on the mat. Both are up and Angel goes for a swing but Mcdonald lands an angle slam onto Fallen Angel. Again a bit of time before they're both up. McDonald grabs Angel by the waist and goes for a back body drop. Knocking the ref out cold accidentally caught by the bulk of Angel's body. Both are down... BUT THEN A MIRACLE! McDonald somehow gets his energy back. He jumps up to his feet immediately. A rush of adrenaline. Angel tries to duplicate but through the rage McDonald begins to whale on him with some sadistic rights and lefts. Ones that leave cuts. Master and student no longer matter. McDonald realizing this is his comeback. This is him back into the game. This is him proving to the world once again that he is the man. He then waits for Angel to get up. Modifying it to gutwrench position he does one of the most incredible physical feats imaginable and lands the 'Perfecto' onto Angel. The audience rise and count as he goes for the cover. But, there is no ref... SJ: Dumbass! SC: JC McDonald winning this one but no ref to count it. SJ: Guess them's the breaks. McDonald then goes to revive the ref. He does eventually and then goes for another pin. 1...2... Angel kicks out a millisecond away from time. Mcdonald pissed off then goes to lift Angel for another but gets reversed into a cradle roll-up. A very auspicious move but the veteran Angel showing a different side of his offense and his supreme intelligence. 1...2... Kick out. The Mould then continues to work on Angel with some stomps. He then climbs to the second rope and stalks Angel. Hoping to come off with something but Angel jumps to the ropes. Forcing McDonald to land crotch first onto the top turnbuckle. Angel then jumps to the top and lands the 'Angel Death Drop'... to a 2 count. SC: It's going to take a lot more than that to put this feud away. A lot of blood here. A lot to prove. Angel then brings JC up but gets a knee for his troubles. McDonald then rushes forward with a lariat onto Angel onto the outside. Both go tumbling over the top. Through the count up to 8 they revive themselves brawling the entire time. McDonald gets the advantage with another lariat then slides in and out of the ring breaking the count. He then goes for another 'Perfecto' but Angel somehow powers out of it. Lifting him above his head and hitting an Alabama slam over the railing forcing JC to land hard on the concrete. Angel then slides into the ring. JC barely crawls his way up and into the ring at a count of 9.5. Angel then lands 'The Cradle of Darkness'... To another two count. Angel goes absolutely insane. He slides out of the ring and retrieves a chair. Sliding back into the ring and stalking JC. The ref however pulls the chair out of Angel's hands. JC McDonald then charges towards Angel who jumps out of the way. Almost crashing into the ref with the chair. The ref is scared shitless as McDonald just barely puts his breaks on. The ref removes the chair as Angel uses the slight distraction to get a low blow and a schoolboy rollup. The ref begins the count. Angel grabs the middle rope out of his vision. 1...2..3.... Winner, via pinfall: Fallen Angel Angel waits for a moment and looks down at his former protege. He smiles sickly as he begins to walk off, McDonald gets to his feet. McDonald eyes his former mentor, Angel just shakes his head and walks away and bizzarly McDonald doesn't respond... (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (WE CUT TO BACKSTAGE WHERE WE FIND MAHONEY STANDING OUTSIDE OF A DOOR WITH THE LABEL "SEBASTIAN CROSS" ON IT, AND THE FANS IN MADISON SQUARE GARDEN ROAR WITH EXCITEMENT. HE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR AND WE HEAR SOME ARGUING BEHIND THE CLOSED DOOR BEFORE ITS ANSWERED AND THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION STANDS THERE.) MM: Sebastian Cross! I was just hoping we could get a few words with you before your big title defense tonight? (CROSS TURNS AROUND AND WE SEE WHITLEY IN THE BACK, SHE DODGES OUT OF THE CAMERA'S VIEW AS CROSS INCHES OUT OF THE ROOM AND CLOSES THE DOOR BEHIND HIM.) SC: My thoughts on tonight… MM: You managed to get by Fallen Angel a few weeks ago at Autumn Annihilation, and today you stand here still the champion. How do you think you will fair against a man who has it out to get you? SC: I wouldn't go so far as to say that Sandy Makel has it out for me, or even that he wants to win this title so much. Since the beginning of our tenure with the T.F.W.F. both Sandy and myself have climbed the ladder on opposing sides. Always looking at each other from across the table, from across the ring, and now, we find ourselves once more locked eye to eye- MM: It's definitely going to be very exciting… (CROSS LOOKS AT MAC.) SC: I wasn't finished… MM: Oh….please continue! (CROSS GIVES MAC A STARE AND SLOWLY CONTINUES WHAT HE WAS SAYING.) SC: A long time ago, Sandy and I met at Death or Glory, over another piece of gold. It was extremely personal for many reasons, each of us having our own motivations. Tonight, maybe for the first time we have something that transcends our hatred and that's the T.F.W.F. World Heavyweight Championship. MM: O…k… SC: But then again, maybe not? Maybe history will repeat itself Sandy. Maybe tonight, instead of just sparring for the championship, you'll take this feud one step further. Maybe instead, you'll kidnap my son, torture him, beat up my wife, plant six pounds of cocaine in my dressing room, call the cops and get me taken to jail, then you skull fuck my mother's corpse while pouring sugar in my gas tank…I mean seriously Sandy, what is going to be this time? Drop a house on me? MM: Ummm…Sebastian… SC: No shut the fuck up Mac. Listen to me Makel, I have been through a hellish year. I have been tortured, crucified, turned into a product…I had my jaw cracked against the mat, I've been hit with baseball bats, and been thrown down flights of stairs. I've been beaten, harassed, stalked, and drained by this company. My face was slammed down onto a barbecue grill, and I am scarred from it all on the surface. But today, I stand before this world with this gold still around my waist, and a big FUCK YOU to those in the T.F.W.F. that don't understand where I come from and want to take me down. This includes you Makel. This incldues men like Fallen Angel who tried so hard to keep me down. And now it's down to you and me, the end of the year, ring in 2009 with a new world champion? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe go fuck yourself Sandy. All I know is that tonight, is a night of champions. And I may not make it out of this one with the gold, but I guarantee you on this night Makel, if you win the big one…it'll be your night, and I won't take it away from you. I had my night, a year ago tonight. Think about where you go from here. If this be your crowning moment…I salute you. But if you try to make this personal between us, and conjure up old torment, I swear to everything I hold dear I will BURY you, and your cunt girlfriend at the foot of Lady Liberty, and piss on the sod covering your dirty carcass. Now you think on that. (CROSS NODS TO MAC BEFORE RE-ENTERING HIS ROOM AND CLOSING THE DOOR) MM: Umm….wow….ok….back to you Scoop! (RINGSIDE.) SC: An intense World Champion there Snoop... SJ: Yeah, but the hand of fate has conspired against him time and time again...Makel's luck does not run out...cause its more than luck...its skill. SC: Two men that hate one another to the core...they revisit history tonight... MAIN EVENT:Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship Match Sebastian Cross (c) vs Sandy Makel [FLASHBACK: 2007 IS SHOWN WHERE CROSS AND MAKEL'S FEUD HIT THE HEADLINES WITH THE ADOPTION SCANDAL OF THE TWO. CROSS EFFECTIVELY ENDING THE CAREER OF SANDY IS SHOWN AS WELL. MAKEL'S DRAMATIC RETURN HELL BENT ON REVENGE AT DD9 IS HIGHLIGHTED WHERE HE EVENS THE SCORE 1-1 BETWEEN THEM. MAKEL WINNING THE GOLDEN TICKET AT HARD STEEL ALONGSIDE CROSS' REIGN AS WORLD CHAMPION IS SHOWN AS WELL. THE COLLISION COURSE BETWEEN THE TWO IS FINALLY HIGHLIGHTED WHEN MAKEL HANDED CROSS A CONTROVERSIAL WIN AT AUTUMN ANNIHILATION 9.] (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for...THE UNDISPUTED WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP... *’HYSTERIA’ – MUSE PLAYS* (MAJOR ASS CROWD HEAT. SELINA COMES OUT FIRST, POSING FOR THE CROWD AS THE TAT LIGHTS UP WITH THE SCROLLING WORDS "LET IT RIDE". BEHIND HER, SANDY STEPS OUT, HOLDING HIS GOLDEN 12 SIDED DIE. HE PINCHES IT BETWEEN THUMB AND FOREFINGER AND BLOWS ON IT, SENDING IT SPINNING IN HIS GRIP. AFTER THAT, THE TWO WALK DOWN TO THE RING, AND SANDY SLIPS THE DIE DOWN SELINA'S CLEAVAGE BEFORE CLIMBING INTO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Selina…from Ocean City, New Jersey…weighing 226 pounds…Sandy ‘The Dice’ Makel!!! SC: Makel has never ever let go the hatred he has for this man...and vice versa. Two men seemingly destined to be constantly intwinned. SJ: But its Sandy who keeps coming up with the royal flush...where Cross can hardly manage a pair... JH: And his opponent... *’AENEMA’ - TOOL PLAYS* (SUPER MASSIVE MONSTER CROWD POP!! ALLOWING THE HEAVY BREATHING EFFECT OF THE SONG TO PLAY. CROSS STANDS WITH HIS BACK TO THE CROWD IN A MESSIAH STANCE. HE SPINS AROUND AS THE SONG KICKS IN WITH A BLUE PYROS FALLING DOWN ALL AROUND HIM.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Parts Unknown…weighing 227 pounds…he is the current Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion…Sebastian Cross!!! SC: THE MAN SEBASTIAN CROSS...THE LEGEND...HE WANTS TO END THIS TONIGHT... SJ: And his over confidence will be his weakness Scoop, I gurantee it... The crowd in Madison Square Garden are pumped up and on their feet as Cross and Makel stand across the ring from each other as the referee makes his final checks of both men. It has been another stunning night of TFWF Pay Per View action and this is the crowing glory. Two men with so much personal animosity and a history of hatred now stand on opposite sides of the famed squared circle with the biggest prize in professional wrestling on the line. Cross hands the World Title to the referee who shows it to Makel. He simply nods his head and rolls his shoulders as Selina kisses him on the cheek. Makel turns to his wife and the two share a couple of words before Selina nods and makes her way out of the ring and up the aisle to the back. Cross nods his head in approval, this match doesn’t need distractions or cheap shots from the outside, this should be one on one. SC: Sandy Makel taking a big risk there by sending Selina to the back, she has been that added x factor in so many of his matches down the years. SJ: It’s not a risk when you’re as good as Makel is. He doesn’t want Cross to have any excuses when he loses his World Title here tonight. Sandy is ready for the biggest match of his life and he’s going to do it on his own terms! SC: Well this crowd are at fever pitch for the final match in the TFWF of 2008 and what a blockbuster it is! Sebastian Cross versus Sandy Makel for the World Title, after everything these men have been through, all the issues of the past, all the recent conflicts, it comes down to this massive match on the biggest stage of them all! SJ: It’s time for Makel to make the next step, I can feel it in my bones, new World Champion tonight! The referee holds the World Title up as the crowd applaud respectfully for the biggest Title in professional wrestling today. He hands the Title to the time keeper and signals to both men for the final time before signalling for the bell to sound and the match is underway to a massive crowd pop!! Cross adjusts his mask slightly as he walks out of the corner and he and Makel meet in the middle of the ring. The two men go head to head in the middle of the ring, intense trash talking is traded through clenched teeth as the crowd rumble with expectation!! Makel pushes forward with his head and Cross responds as the referee tells them to separate, but neither men hears him. They continue to push at each other with their foreheads until Cross shoves Makel in the chest which knocks him back a few steps. Makel steps forward with a brutal slap to the side of Cross’s face which stuns him! Makel smirks as Cross turns back around and then lunges forward with a double leg take down!! Cross is on top of Makel and fires off some rapid punches as the crowd explode with noise!! Makel rolls over and gets onto top, he lands some shots, but Cross reverses it again! They roll across the ring and under the bottom rope, throwing punches all the way!! They hit the ground on the outside and keep trading punches as the referee scrambles to the outside and somehow gets the two men apart! They both hop to their feet and Cross points up at the ring, Makel nods his head and the two men slide back into the ring to a big cheer from the NYC crowd! SC: The intensity between these men is electrifying but they want to settle this in the ring! Remarkable. SJ: I’ll tell you what’s remarkable, that Cross actually thinks trading punches with Makel is a good idea! They lock up intensely and Cross takes control pushing Makel back against the ropes. The referee is in separating them which allows Makel the chance for a cheap right hand, but Cross spots it and blocks it before nailing Makel with three rights of his own, he whips him off the ropes and then flattens him with a nice drop kick to the face to a big crowd pop!! Cross brings Makel to his feet and nails some forearm shots before whipping Makel across the ropes, but Makel hangs on! Cross charges and Makel tips him up over his head, but Cross lands on the ring apron. Makel spins around and goes for a punch, but Cross ducks out the way, he rams his shoulder through the ropes into the mid section of Makel and then vaults over the top rope, hooking Makel into a sunset flip and pulling him over into the pin, 1…..2…..Makel just kicks out in time to a huge gasp from the crowd. He rolls away and out the ring as Cross indicates that he was ‘this close’ to pinning the challenger! The crowd are loving it as Cross signals to them as Makel kicks the announce table in frustration! SC: Wow! This match was nearly over in the opening minutes with that sunset flip, just goes to show you need to be on guard in these World Title matches at all times. SJ: Makel is just a bit cold, he’ll warm up soon and then Cross will be in serious trouble! Cross leans back against the ropes and tapes where his watch would be as Makel scowls at him from the floor before rolling into the ring. The two men lock up again and this time Makel takes control with an arm bar, but Cross quickly turns it into a side head lock. Makel fights to get out but can’t break the grip of Cross. He shoves him forward and Cross hits the ropes, drop down by Makel on the return, Cross hits the ropes and Makel is waiting with an arm drag, but Cross flips out of it and onto his feet! Makel hops up and eats a big spinning heel kick to the face and then a neck breaker which drives him into the mat!! Cross quickly makes the cover, 1……2….Makel again just kicks out in time as the crowd pop for the hot start by the World Champion! Cross brings Makel to his feet and lands some right hands before whipping him into the corner and then charging, but Makel gets his foot up and Cross is staggered. Makel hops onto the second rope and leaps off, but Cross simply steps to the side and Makel crashes stomach first into the mat!! Cross looks super confident as he taps the side of his head to show his smarts over Makel before quickly rolling him up in a pinning combination, 1…….2….Makel kicks out again!! The crowd are roaring on Cross and most of them are laughing at Makel as he gets to his feet with a look of pure rage and murder on his feet. He charges at Cross who sends him over with an arm drag, then another, then a hip toss, he drives an elbow down onto Makel and then hits a back senton into a pin, 1……2…..Makel kicks out again as the crowd cheer. He gets up and lets out a roar of frustration before head butting Cross on the bridge of the nose as hard as he can!!! There is a loud crack as Cross’s nose shatters and he falls backwards out of the ring! Makel is totally dazed and he falls to his knees holding his head as the crowd gasp at the brutal move and then boo the house down as Makel looks up, blood dripping from his forehead and a sick smirk on his face! SC: Oh that is just sick! Sandy Makel just slammed his head into the nose of Sebastian Cross and we heard that out here, his nose is broken! SJ: Cross shouldn’t have been so God damn cocky and confident with Makel now should he? That’s what happens when you piss him off! Cross is down on the outside with blood pouring from his shattered nose. He pulls his mask off as more blood pools on the floor in front of him. Makel is quickly out of the ring and stomps away on Cross before pulling him to his feet. He slaps Cross hard in the face and then grabs him by the ears to shout some abuse right into his face! The crowd are booing like hell as Makel throws Cross into the ring steps and then takes a few steps back. He sets himself and then charges with a brutal knee to the face of Cross that smashes his head back into the stairs at great force! Cross look out cold as Makel stands over him snarling as the small trickle of blood from his forehead continues to flow. He drags Cross up and drives his shoulder into his midsection before ramming Cross back first into the ring apron. Cross is a bloody mess as he arches his back at the impact. The referee’s count is at 7 as Makel rolls into the ring to break it up. He rolls back out where Cross is waiting with some weak right hands from his knees to the midsection of Makel, but he cuts him off with a big knee lift to the face and then some brutal stomps to the face and chest of the World Champion. Makel then brings Cross to his feet and rolls him into the ring. SC: This does not look good for Sebastian Cross folks, his nose is definitely broken and that must be impairing his breathing, never mind the pain he is obviously in. SJ: Look at Makel, he’s like a shark who smells blood in the water! He knows this is his chance, he’s cashed that Golden Ticket, tonight he ends Sebastian Cross and 2009 will be the year of Sandy Makel!! Makel quickly makes the cover on Cross, 1…..2…Cross rolls his shoulder up. Makel doesn’t let up as he kicks away at Cross before bringing him to his feet and whipping him off the ropes. Makel flattens Cross with a back elbow and then hits a leg drop before making the cover, 1…….2….Cross kicks out again to a good crowd pop. Makel uses his forearm to grind down onto Cross’s nose which brings yells of pain from the World Champion and huge crowd heat. Makel stands up with the blood of Cross on his forearm and holds it up for the crowd in Madison Square Garden to see. He turns around as Cross is on his knees and Makel kicks him in the ribs before going to the second turnbuckle on the inside and dropping a knee onto the chest of Cross. He makes the cover again, 1…….2…..but again Cross kicks out!! Makel drives his knees into the back of Cross before hooking him into a camel clutch. The crowd are booing as Makel laughs and cranks back on the hold, almost bending Cross in half. The fans in attendance begin to rally behind the World Champion and they begin to stamp their feet and clap in unison to encourage him! Cross looks to feed off the energy of the crowd and he begins to slowly pull himself and Makel along the mat towards the ropes. He reaches out but before he can grab the rope Makel begins raining down cross face shots with his forearm to Cross’s broken nose!! The crowd boo loudly as Makel pummels Cross again before dragging him to his feet and planting him with a German suplex with a bridge, 1……2…..Cross barely gets his shoulder off the mat! Makel gets up and brings Cross to his feet. He slams him near the ropes and then steps through onto the ring apron. With Cross down Makel vaults over the top rope and brings a vicious double stomp down onto the chest of Cross!! He makes the cover again, 1……..2…..Cross kicks out again and looks to fire up as the crowd roar in support of him! Makel drives an elbow into the top of Cross’s head which knocks him back into the corner, he then charges but Cross replies with an elbow to the jaw of his own! Makel staggers back as Cross turns around in the corner and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle in one motion!! He leaps back with a cross body block but Makel is waiting and leaps up with a drop kick that smashes Cross in the face and knocks him out of mid air!! Makel quickly makes the cover on Cross, 1……2……Cross kicks out again to a huge ovation!! Makel can’t believe it and quickly clamps on a reverse chin lock to keep Cross grounded and plan his next attack. SC: If anyone out there didn’t believe that Sebastian Cross is a tough son of a bitch then this match will make you think again! The World Champion has taken unbelievable punishment tonight, his nose is shattered and Sandy Makel has beaten him down for quite a few minutes now, but still he kicks out and refuses to lose. SJ: You might call it brave, I just call it dumb. Look at him, his nose looks like a pizza that’s been dropped from a third floor window! Makel is jus closing in on the kill and Cross hasn’t got anything left, I’m sure of it! Cross is a bloody mess, the blood from Makel’s head has now stopped but he has been left with a nasty lump on his head. Cross is struggling to stand as the crowd chant his name. He finally struggles to his feet and nails three elbow shots to break the hold of Makel. Cross nails him with some right hand shots and then a spinning kick to the midsection that doubles Makel over. Cross hooks him up and runs to the ropes for a tornado DDT, but Makel stops him and instead Cross is sat on the top turnbuckle. Makel nails him with a shot to the face and then quickly climbs the ropes in front of him before hooking him for a belly to belly superplex, but Cross fights him off and breaks the hold. He tires for a suplex of his own but Makel nails him in the midsection and then kicks away Cross’s leg and he drops down crotching himself on the top turnbuckle as the crowd boo. Makel then hooks both of Cross’s arms in a butterfly hook and then leaps back off the top rope crashing Cross face first into the mat from the top turnbuckle!!! SC: Holy Christ! What a move by Sandy Makel!! He just drove Cross face first into the mat from the top turnbuckle!! SJ: Oh what a moment, what a way to win the World Heavyweight Title!! He’s making the cover!! Makel clutches at his knee for a moment before rolling the unconscious Cross over and making the cover, 1…….2……Cross gets his foot on the rope to stop the cover at the last possible second!!! Makel can’t believe it as the crowd go bat shit insane for Cross!! Sandy is on his feet arguing with the referee about the speed of his count. Cross rolls over onto his stomach and wipes the blood from his face as Makel has the referee pushed back into the corner! Cross has to use the ropes to get to his feet but he is able to manage up as Makel turns around. He charges at Cross but he tips him up over the top rope and Makel lands on the ring apron. Cross lands some forearm shots to the side of Makel’s head before stepping out onto the ring apron next to him. The two men trade rapid punches but Cross gets the advantage and kicks Makel in the mid section and then heaves him up onto his shoulders to a massive crowd pop!! He looks to be going for a Death Valley Driver but Makel elbows Cross in the head and drops back into the ring. He then hooks Cross around the head and drops down, snapping his neck off the top rope!! With Cross stunned on the ring apron Makel hits the opposite ropes, charges across the ring and then leaps, spearing Cross in the mid section and they both fly through the air with Cross smashing back first into the ring barricade!!! The crowd are going nuts for the insane risk move by Makel as both men lay hurting on the floor at ringside! SC: Sandy Makel puts it all on the line and connects with an unbelievable spear through the ropes and to the floor!! SJ: Cross is done, stick a fork in him and give Makel the belt! The crowd are all on their feet as Makel is the first to move, he slowly gets to his feet and favours his shoulder for a moment or two before bringing Cross to his feet and then snapping him over with a suplex on the floor! Cross is in serious trouble once again as Makel lifts him up and slams him head first into the ring barricade before tossing him back into the ring. The crowd are booing the hell out of Makel as he climbs onto the ring apron and then to the top rope! He steadies himself as Cross lays flat on his back in the middle of the ring. Makel leaps off the top and crashing down and a leg drop from the top turnbuckle!! He makes the cover on Cross, 1.......2.....Cross kicks out again to a big crowd pop! Makel is on his feet and brings Cross up and picks him up before setting him upside down in the corner in the tree of woe. Makel laughs and flips off the crowd to some intense heat as he walks to the opposite corner. He sets himself and charges but Cross is able to kick him in the head with his free leg!! The crowd roar as Cross kicks Makel again and a third time before sitting up in the corner and hooking Makel around the head and then uses the ropes to flip back and nail Makel with a stunner!!! The crowd are going crazy as Makel looks stunned and Cross finally looks to have turned the tide in the match! SC: What a great move by Sebastian Cross there! He’s finally able to stop Sandy Makel in his tracks and get some momentum going! SJ: One move isn’t momentum you dummy! That’s just a desperate man using his last drop of energy to save his butt! Both men are slow to get up and they are on their knees as the crowd cheer on Cross. He is a bloody mess, his face looks almost caved in. Makel is drenched in sweat and looks exhausted from the efforts of the match. The two men lock eyes and then begin trading vicious punches on their knees as the crowd explode with noise!! They punch back and forth as they get to their feet and it looks like Makel might have the advantage but it’s Cross who fires back with a succession of right hands that rock Makel to the ropes! Cross whips Makel to the opposite ropes and goes for a clothesline but Makel ducks, he hits the opposite ropes but Cross spins around and nails him in the jaw with a huge superkick!! The crowd pop is huge as Makel drops to the mat out cold and Cross falls on him, 1.......2.....Makel just kicks out in time to a huge ‘ohh’ from the crowd!! Cross slowly gets to his feet and drags Makel up with him. He nails some knee lifts to the chest and then hooks him up and scores with a vertical suplex. Cross doesn’t make the cover but instead staggers to the corner and goes to the outside. Cross slowly climbs to the top turnbuckle but he takes too long and Makel is up. He staggers to the corner and knocks the ropes, causing Cross to fall onto the ring apron. Makel goes through the ropes and looks to grab Cross, but he elbows him in the stomach and then quickly lifts Makel onto his shoulders!! The crowd pop huge as Cross jumps off the apron and drills Makel onto the ring frame edge with a brutal Death Valley Driver!!! SC: Oh my GOD! Sebastian Cross could have just broken Sandy Makel’s back with that move, a Death Valley driver onto the ring apron!! SJ: That isn’t wrestling; he’s trying to cripple the man for life! SC: What the hell do you think Makel has been doing this whole match? Makel is writhing in pain and falls to the floor as Cross slowly staggers to his feet. He brings Makel up and throws him into the ring before sliding under the ropes and into the cover, 1.........2......Makel kicks out at the last possible second to a huge crowd reaction!! Cross can’t believe it but he stays on the offensive. He brings Makel to his feet and goes for a gut wrench suplex, but Makel fights out of it and drops Cross with a chin breaker. He sets himself and then charges with a lariat but Cross ducks, hooks himself on Makel’s arm and swings up and round before driving him into the mat with a crucifix bomb to a massive crowd pop, 1.......2......Makel kicks out again! Cross is up and he waits for Makel to stand before nailing him in the head with a shining wizard kick. Makel is out cold as Cross goes to the outside and then to the top turnbuckle, he sets himself and then leaps off with a frog splash but Makel gets both knees up into the ribs of Cross!!! Makel staggers up and boots Cross in the mid section before planting him with a double arm DDT!! He makes the cover, 1.....2.....Cross kicks out just before the 3 count! The two men are down as gasping for breath but it’s Makel who gets to his feet first. He brings Cross up and ties to whip him off the ropes, but Cross reverses it and Makel hits the ropes, Cross goes for the back drop, but Makel puts the breaks on, kicks him in the chest and then goes for a lariat, but Cross ducks and hooks Makel around the head for a neck breaker, but Makel spins out of it and goes for a lariat again, Cross ducks and Makel nails the referee with the brutal clothesline that knocks him out cold!! SC: The referee is down and by the looks of him he’s out cold!! SJ: Yes Makel, now is your chance, take it now! Makel spins around as Cross is getting back to his feet. Makel tries for a running boot to the head but Cross dodges out the way, he leaps onto the middle rope and springboards back with a wheel kick to the face of Makel! The crowd pop as Makel rolls out the ring to the floor and Cross drops to one knee to catch his breath and wipe the blood from his eyes once again! Cross gets up as the crowd cheer him on. He waits for Makel to stand up on the outside and then charges towards the ropes, he dives through the middle and top rope, but Makel is waiting with a steel chair in hand and he cracks Cross on the top of the head with brutal force!! Cross crashes to the floor as Makel drops the chair and leans back against the guard rail laughing as the crowd boo loudly. SC: That could be it folks, that chair shot to the head sounded like a gun going off and the World Champion has not moved. SJ: He’s out, the referee is out, this is Makel’s time to shine and he’s heading this way!! Makel drags Cross by the hair along the floor towards the announce table of Scoop and Snoop. They quickly get out of the way as Makel lays the unconscious Cross on the table and then turns to the ring apron. The crowd are booing like crazy as Makel gets onto the ring apron and then climbs to the second turnbuckle and then the top turnbuckle. He looks out over the crowd who hurl abuse at him one final time before leaping off and sailing through the air before crashing down onto Cross with an elbow drop that drives them both through the table to a massive crowd reaction!!! SC: Are we on, can you hear me? SJ: I think we’re on and I think Makel just killed Cross! SC: It’s a scene of utter carnage here at ringside as Sandy Makel lands an elbow drop from the second turnbuckle on the outside through our announce table!! SJ: That was amazing! The crowd are going insane after the sick bump through the table thanks to Sandy Makel’s death defying elbow drop! Neither man moves for a good few minutes as we see multiple replays of the move. Eventually Makel rolls out from under the wreckage of the table. A few seconds later Cross emerges, his face a bloody mess. Makel is up on his feet using the ring apron for support and he kicks Cross in the head before dragging him into the ring. The referee is still out cold as Makel shakes him and slaps him across the face a few times to wake him up. Slowly the referee comes around and Makel drags him over to where Cross lays out cold on his back. Makel collapses onto Cross and makes the cover, 1………….2……….Cross just kicks out in time to a monster crowd pop!! The referee is still totally dazed and confused as Makel gets up to his feet and brings Cross up with him, he goes for ‘The Seven Out’ but Cross flips forward and pulls Makel down into a jack knife cradle pin!! The referee is slow to count again, 1………..2…….Makel this time kicks out just in time!! The two men stagger back to their feet, Makel swings a punch, Cross ducks, he goes for a superkick, Makel catches his foot and spins him around, Cross goes for a rolling kick but Makel ducks and the referee is nailed in the mouth!!! He drops to the mat out cold as Cross ducks under the clothesline from Makel and hits the ropes and both men hit a clothesline on each other at the same time and they are down!! The crowd are chanting for ‘Cross’ as both men try to recover on the mat. The referee is out and both warriors are trying to get back up as suddenly immense crowd heat goes up and attention turns to the top of the ramp!! SC: What in the hell is he doing out here? SJ: Dorian Wong is making his way to ringside!! He’s been stalking Cross for weeks, messing with his head, his family, maybe he’s coming for the World Title too? SC: He should not be out here this match can not end with Dorian Wong interfering. SJ: Well if you want to stop him go ahead! SC: He’d probably try and eat my face! The crowd continue to boo Wong who stalks around the ringside area as Makel and Cross get to their feet. Cross nails some right hand shots to Makel, who swings but Cross ducks, Cross gets the waist lock on Makel and runs him towards the ropes. Makel hooks the ropes with his arms just as Dorian Wong leaps onto the ring apron!! Makel ducks as Wong sprays Cross in the eyes with black mist from his mouth!!!! Cross is blinded as Makel hooks him up and nails him with ‘The Seven Out!!!!!’ The crowd heat is off the charts as Makel makes the cover on Cross as the referee comes too, 1…………2……….Cross kicks out at the last fraction of a second to a monster crowd pop!!! Makel can’t believe it and neither can Dorian Wong on the outside!! SC: He kicked out!! Sebastian Cross will not die here tonight at Ice Storm!! SJ: Oh come on, how slow is that count?! Makel had the win there! Cross wipes the blood and black mist from his eyes as he lays on the mat. Makel is up and he signals that the match is over, he grabs Cross, who catches him in an inside cradle, 1………..2……..Makel kicks out just in time!! Both men are up, Makel swings, Cross ducks, superkick to the jaw from Cross!!!! Makel staggers back into the corner and Cross charges with a drop kick to the face, then another, then a third, finally a forth and Makel slumps to the mat out cold!! Cross points to the top turnbuckle to a huge crowd pop before climbing up to the top. He looks down at Dorian Wong and sneers before leaping off the top with a 450 degree splash right onto Makel’s chest!!!!! The crowd are going wild and count along with the referee as Cross makes the cover, 1…………2……….3!!!!!! The noise from the crowd is deafening as Sebastian Cross finally pins Sandy Makel to retain the Undisputed World Heavyweight Title!!!! SC: He did it, he did it!! Sebastian Cross is STILL the World Champion what a performance, what a match by both men! SJ: Damn it, damn it, damn it. Makel was SO close!! He took Cross to the very limit here tonight you can not deny that. SC: There is no way I would deny that. Sandy Makel proved here tonight he deserves to be in the Main Event and I don’t think that’ll be the last time we see him battling for the World Title. Tonight though it’s all about Sebastian Cross!! He over came Makel and Dorian Wong’s interference to retain his World Title! SJ: Wong should’ve put Cross down for Makel to pin. Still Makel will be back and now it looks like Wong is gunning for Cross too! In the ring the referee hands Cross the World Title which he holds up with one arm for another huge crowd pop!! Makel has rolled to the outside as Dorian Wong is half way up the ramp looking back at the ring. Cross staggers to the corner and climbs to the second rope to hold the World Title up again for all to see. The show goes off the air with Cross and Wong staring each other down as Cross celebrates a fantastic win and a fantastic 2008!!!! Winner, via pinfall and STILL Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion: Sebastian Cross