DATE : Mon 3rd March 2008 Monday Mayhem - from Minot, South Dakota, USA - State University Dome
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHS OF THE DOUBLE MAIN EVENT MATCH ANNOUNCED FROM LAST WEEKS MAYHEM FOR HIGHLIGHT NIGHT 2008.] *'HARDCORE NIGHTS' - STARFISH PLAYS* (THE MONDAY MAYHEM THEME BLASTS THROUGH THE SPEAKERS AS THE AUDIENCE IN ATTENDANCE GOES WILD. SOME OF THE SIGNS READ "ONLEE FEARS THE NAIL GUN" "HAVEN IS GOING TO DESTROY MONKS" AND "JOSE RAMON STOLE MY FORK". FINALLY THE CAMERA SETTLES ON THE ANNOUNCE TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES.) SC: Hello everyone and welcome to the sold out State University Dome here in beautiful Minot, South Dakota! We're in for another wild and unpredictable night of TFWF Monday Night mayhem, so strap yourselves in it's going to be a bumpy right as we move closer to Highlight Night 2008! SJ: And what a glorious night that is going to be, James Onlee successfully defending the World Heavyweight Title against Sebastian Cross! After last week I don't think Cross will be daring Onlee to nail him to anything ever again! SC: Folks that was one of the most shocking moments in TFWF history. When James Onlee used that nail gun to nail Sebastian Cross' hand to the turnbuckles, I thought I was going to vomit! SJ: You big girl! That was the best moment of the night! Although Hardcore Legend nearly killing Joey Lupino was also pretty impressive! SC: Yes folks we don't have an update on Joey Lupino's condition but if we do we will bring it to you. SJ: Stick a fork in that little meatball, he's done! SC: Speaking of forks, you think Jose Ramon is going to let Eaton Gore get Excalibur back this week? SJ: I doubt it. Ramon knows that a distracted Gore is a less dangerous Gore. I'll tell you something though, Gore will have more to worry about than just his fork tonight, Jayden Knight with the LHW Title on the line? That's a huge match! SC: No doubt about it. Ramon himself will be involved in a big match as the highly talented female wrestler Georgie Nickles is making her debut in the TFWF against him here tonight. SJ: Georgie is SO hot. I hear she loves chocolate on her sundae! SC: What? Well we've also got Kent Clark in debut action as he takes on the always dangerous Torch. SJ: Yeah, dangerous if you mean catching rabies off the guy. I hope Kent isn't as pathetic as Superman Return's that's all I can say! SC: Ha ha! That movie was rubbish! One thing that isn't rubbish though is the huge triple threat match that sees Mike Mitchell, Tremere and Sebastian Cross all face off. SJ: Tremere got a rude awaking last week thanks to Fallen Angel and Michael Norcia. This week he's in there with two of the best wrestlers in the world! I wonder if he's regretting coming after Ian Monks yet? SC: The question on the fans minds have to be, will Cross be able to wrestle at 100%? And will Mitchell have his mind on the match tonight or firmly on his huge rematch with Tiger Young at Highlight Night? SJ: Who cares? The real question is, just how badly will Fallen Angel and James Onlee maim Rhys Pect and Jonnah Street? SC: That is our main event tonight and it should be one hell of a match. I know Pect hasn't had his mind on the game for a few weeks now, so he needs a good showing here tonight if he has any chance of reclaiming the IC Title at Highlight Night from Kirsta Lewis. Plus I hear rumours that all is not well with Jonnah Street's family. SJ: Well even better, if there's two guys you'd want to take advantage of a situation like that, it's Angel and Onlee! I can't wait for that! SC: Plus we've got Dorian Wong taking on Aaron Roberts. Peacemaker and APB going against Iziah Hunter and Epsilon. Those four men will meet in singles matches at Highlight Night so that much is hugely significant. Plus we've got the battle of Tyler Boyd's women as Kirsta Lewis will battle Natalia here tonight! SJ: That's the money match out of the three. Two smoking hot women battling it out, all because of Tyler Boyd! Man that guy is lucky! Why can't I get two women like that fighting over me? SC: Take a look in the mirror I'm pretty sure the answer is there! Anyway folks it was a huge night of action last week and this week promises more of the same. Heated rivalries, debuting talent and of course all the twists, turns and shocks of TFWF Monday Night Mayhem! So let's take it to the ring for…. *'SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION' - MEGADETH PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. HARDCORE LEGEND WALKS OUT ON TO THE STAGE FLANKED BY FALLEN ANGEL AND MICHAEL NORCIA. ALL THREE ARE DRESSED IN DESIGNER BUSINESS SUITS AND SPORTING SUNGLASSES. LEGEND IS CARRYING THE LEAD PIPE HE USED TO INJURY JOEY LUPINO LAST WEEK AND SOME OF HIS BLOOD IS STILL VISIBLE ON IT. THE THREE MEN STAND AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP, TAKING IN THE HATRED OF THE CROWD BEFORE MAKING THEIR WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TO THE RING.) SC: Here comes the man who quite possibly could have ended Joey Lupino's career last week, the man who has ended John Pariah and SurReal's TFWF careers and the man who has made his name as The Career Killer. If there are three better examples of evil, dangerous and downright vicious men on the planet, I'd be shocked! SJ: And they all fight for Ian Monks and they all want to destroy the Hardcore Haven at Highlight Night in that big 8 man Rangers Rules Match! Now shut up, Legend wants to speak. (LEGEND HAS A MIC IN HAND AS NORCIA AND ANGEL STAND NEXT TO HIM WITH SICK SMIRKS ON THEIR FACES.) HL: I'd like to come out here and report some very sad news. I have just been informed by Mr Monks that my beating of Joey Lupino last week went some what further than I intended. I'm sorry to announce…that the TFWF career of Joey Lupino is OVER!! (MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. LEGEND LAUGHS LOUDLY AS NORCIA AND ANGEL LOOK ON.) HL: That little grease ball had been a thorn in my side since day one in the TFWF and last week I decided it was time to take him out once and for all. You see that's what I do, I strike when people least expect it, I destroy anyone that dares to challenge or question me and I think last week I joined The Career Killers Club! (THE CROWD 'OHH' AS BOTH NORCIA AND ANGEL TURN TO LEGEND WITH ANGRY LOOKS ON THEIR FACES. ANGEL GOES TO TAKE THE MIC BUT NORCIA STEPS IN FRONT OF HIM AND SNATCHES IT AWAY FROM LEGEND WHO STANDS BACK LOOKING COCKY AND CONFIDENT.) MN: Listen up chump. You need to end more than just one career before you get into that exclusive club. (ANGEL LOOKS PLEASED AND NODS HIS HEAD IN AGREEMENT AS NORCIA CONTINUES.) MN: Oh and you actually have to have ended a career in the past five years, so I guess you're out the club too Angel! (THE CROWD 'OHH' AGAIN AS ANGEL LOOKS FURIOUS AS NORCIA LAUGHS. ANGEL SNATCHES THE MIC FROM NORCIA AND GOES TO SPEAK WHEN…) *'BAD BOY FOR LIFE' - P DIDDY PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT. THE OWNER OF THE TFWF WALKS OUT WITH AN ANNOYED EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE AND QUICKLY MAKES HIS WAY DOWN TO THE RING.) SC: We've got more tension here between Angel, Legend and Norcia and it looks like Ian Monks is coming out to diffuse the situation! SJ: Tension? What tension? They were just discussing the rules for The Career Killer Club! Why do you need to make such a big deal out of everything involving them! (MONKS QUICKLY HOPS INTO THE RING AND AFTER SOME OFF MIC WORDS ANGEL GRUDGINGLY HANDS HIM THE MIC.) IM: First and foremost you people can shut the hell up! (MORE HUGE CROWD HEAT.) IM: Secondly, what the hell are you guys doing? I mean seriously! We worked like a well oiled machine last week. Phenom, beaten, Tremere, beaten, all of you on the same page, all of you working as a team and now this? What the hell? (MONKS LOOKS AT ALL THREE WHO LOOK ANNOYED BUT DON'T REPLY. MONKS EXHALES AND SHAKES HIS HEAD.) IM: I didn't want to say this in front of the peons here but fine I will. Guys, I'm scared. I'm scared to death of this Rangers Rules Match at Highlight Night and I need you three. I need you to bind together and protect me. Those evil bastards in the Haven will do anything they can to hurt me and put me out of the TFWF. If that happens then all the perks and privileges you are used to will be gone. It'll be dog eat dog again and you don't want that. So stop this fighting and get focused. We need to be a team at Highlight Night and I need you guys on the same page… (ANGEL AND LEGEND NOD AS NORCIA LOOKS MORE UNSURE. MONKS RAISES THE MIC UP BUT HE IS CUT OFF AS…) *'SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (MEGA MONSTER HEEL 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 STATIC 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. HE HOLDS THE WORLD TITLE BELT OVER HIS SHOULDER AND LOOKS OUT AT THE CROWD BEFORE REACHING INTO HIS ROBES AND REMOVING THE NAIL GUN FROM LAST WEEK TO EVEN MORE CROWD HEAT. HE THEN MAKES HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING AS MONKS, ANGEL, NORCIA AND LEGEND LOOK ON.) SC: Here comes the World Champion, there's no telling what evil intentions that sick bastard has in mind here! SJ: Hey! That's the World Champion you're talking about, show some respect. I'm sure he's just here to let Mr Monks know that he shouldn't worry about Highlight Night. (ONLEE STEPS INTO THE RING AS THE OTHER FOUR MEN EYE HIM SUSPICIOUSLY. HE ASKS FOR THE MIC AND MONKS HANDS IT TO HIM. THE CROWD HEAT IS INTENSE AS ONLEE SPEAKS.) JO: Sinners of the world, last week I showed you all just what kind of price you have to pay if you do not follow the Onlee Way! (HUGE CROWD HEAT.) JO: When I nailed Sebastian Cross' hand to the turnbuckle, it wasn't because I hate him. It wasn't because I was mimicking the crucifixion. No, I did that to give Sebastian just a small taste of what he can expect at Highlight Night. (MORE BIG CROWD HEAT. ONLEE GOES TO SPEAK BUT ANGEL MOTIONS FOR A MIC FROM RINGSIDE AND IS HANDED IT.) FA: That's all well and good Champ, I mean I can appreciate how you do business and anytime Sebastian Cross gets left screaming in pain in a pool of his own blood is fine by me. But I've got to tell you, you better not try and pull anything on me in the main event tonight. We've got a match and I need to know I can trust you. (ONLEE NODS HIS HEAD AS LEGEND AND NORCIA ROLL THEIR EYES BEHIND ANGEL'S BACK.) JO: Do not worry. I can see why they call you Fallen Angel but fear not, you will not fall tonight. With James Onlee by your side there will be only one outcome. Victory. And I can promise nothing but pain for Jonnah Street and Rhys Pect. But not the kind of pain that will break them. No Angel you see I'm saving that special kind of pain for Sebastian Cross and Highlight Night. I'm here because Mr Monks I want you to make a change to the World Title Match at Highlight Night. (MONKS LOOKS CONFUSED AS ONLEE CONTINUES.) JO: I want Cross to feel the true pain that I can bring to someone who will not fall in line. I want him unable to take anymore punishment and I want him to yield to me. So Mr Monks, I am asking that the match Highlight Night, for the World Heavyweight Title, be made…a submission match! (THE CROWD BOO AS THEY KNOW ONLEE IS A SUBMISSION EXPERT. MONKS NODS HIS HEAD AND SAYS 'SURE THING' AS ONLEE NODS HIS HEAD.) JO: Thank you Mr Monks, I knew you would see things my way. Angel, I will see you later tonight. Gentlemen… (WITH THAT ONLEE DROPS THE MIC AS HIS MUSIC HITS AND HE STEPS OUT OF THE RING. IN THE RING ANGEL AND MONKS START DISCUSSING THE MAIN EVENT AS BEHIND THEIR BACKS LEGEND AND NORCIA SEEM TO BE ARGUING ABOUT SOMETHING AGAIN. ONLEE MAKES HIS WAY UP THE RAMP AND TO THE BACK AS THE CROWD BOO AND FILL THE ARENA WITH INTENSE CROWD HEAT.) SC: Wow! There you have it folks, James Onlee vs Sebastian Cross for the World Title at Highlight Night will now be a submission match! SJ: That's perfect! James Onlee is vicious as well as smart, I can't see him submitting to Cross, can you? SC: To be honest I can't imagine Onlee submitting to anyone! At least the tensions between Legend, Angel and Norcia seem to have settled down, for now! SJ: Hey! There is no tension, how many times do I have to say it? SC: Sure thing, whatever you say! Well folks, let's take it to the ring for our first match of the evening, it's the debut of Georgie Nickles and it should be one hell of a match! (HYPE VIDEO: ROUND UP OF MATCHES ANNOUNCED FOR HIGHLIGHT NIGHT 2008.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: There we have one heck of a card Snoop...what are you doing? SJ: Chocolating up my sundae... SC: What the hell...(sigh) Let's go to Jaycee... Georgie Nickles vs Jose Ramon (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...currently in the ring accompanied by her manager Michael...from Chicago, Illinois...weighing 137 pounds...Georgie Nickles!!! (CROWD POP.) SC: Georgie one of the most decorated female wrestlers of all time, much like Kirsta Lewis has that amazing ability to compete in the men's division because of her skill base. SJ: Plus she is hot! SC: Settle down horndog... SJ: Did you say hotdog? SC: No... SJ: Thank God I was searching the internet the other day and you wouldn't believe what they are putting in buns... *'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS* (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: Well I for one hope Eaton gives this cocky youngster a good seeing to. SJ: Fork off! SC: What? FINISH...Ramon certainly takes it to Nickles in the early stages as she adjusts herself to the differences of a TFWF ring. Ramon's cocky sure persona of himself soon becomes his undoing as Nickles shows off her veteran in ring instincts as she takes it too Ramon. Then seemingly from nowhere, Randall Dylan comes down to the ring and seems to be admiring Nickles in somewhat of a sexual fashion...Michael at ringside doesn't take kindly to this and Dylan shoves him to the ground quite badly. He gets into the ring as Georgie superkicks him to the face, Dylan falls backwards, he grabs out as Nickles and chokeslams her to the mat. He looks at Ramon who holds up his hands like he wants no part of the big man. As Dylan turns around, Ramon superkicks him in the back of the head!!! Before making the famed Ramon escape. Georgie lies on the ground seeing that she has apparently become a slight subject of Randall Dylan's affections... Winner, via DQ: Georgie Nickles Match Time: 10m20s Match Rating: 3 Stars (THE CAMERA CUTS AWAY FROM RINGSIDE TO A SHOT OF RHYS PECT SITTING WITH SOME FINE LOOKING "WOMEN OF THE NIGHT." THE THREE ARE DRINKING CHAMPAGNE AND LAUGHING IT UP, GENERALLY ENJOYING LIFE AND BEING THEMSELVES. ONE OF THE WOMEN WHISPERS SOMETHING INTO RHYS' EAR AND A BIG SMILE CROSSES HIS FACE. THE THREE GET UP TO HEAD OFF SOMEWHERE MORE PRIVATE WHEN JONNAH STREET WALKS INTO THE ROOM, A GLUM LOOK SPREAD OVER HIS USUALLY CHEERFUL FACE. PECT SEES THE YOUNGSTER WALK IN AND ALMOST HEADS OFF WITH THE LADIES BUT CAN'T PRY HIMSELF AWAY FROM STREET YET.) RP: Hey Jonnah, I don't know what you're so down about, but I think I heard something today that will put that big goofy smile back on your face. (JONNAH LOOKS UP TOWARD RHYS TO SEE WHAT HE HEARD, HOPING IT'S THE NEWS HE WANTS TO HEAR.) RP: You know that freak show, Wong? Yeah, he finally found some gullible chick to marry his clown ass somehow. How funny is that shit? (PECT LAUGHS IT UP AT THE THOUGHT OF WONG GETTING MARRIED BUT JONNAH ONLY SHOWS A FAKE GRIN.) RP: Come on man, were the AMC. We're supposed to be living and loving life, what's got you down, man? JS: I don't know, Rhys, it's just that my mom is STILL missing. RP: Dude, that all? Come on, you know that they're gonna find her baking cookies or doing laundry or something, ya know, stuff chicks like to do. Besides that you gotta focus in the ring tonight, we got the world chump, and the queen of deadly nail polish or whatever, and I need you on top of your game. JS: Yeah, you're right, but don't worry about me, Pect, when in the ring, I'm all business. (PECT CRACKS ANOTHER SMILE.) RP: I know what'll really cheer you up. Let's send that animal porn we found the other week to James Onlee's room. That son of a bitch is in to that kind of stuff from what I hear. (JONNAH CRACKS A REAL SMILE THIS TIME AND THE TWO WALK OFF TO FIND THE TAPES, SEEMINGLY FORGETTING ABOUT THE WOMEN. AFTER A FEW SECONDS OFF SHOT PECT WALKS OVER, GRABS THE GIRLS BY THEIR ARMS, AND BRINGS THEM ALONG.) RP: Don't think you two aren't coming to help us look. (MAYHEM GOES BACKSTAGE. WE'RE IN THE OFFICE OF IAN MONKS. THE CAMERA PANS IN TO HIS DESK. NO MONKS. WHERE IS HE? THE CAMERA PANS AROUND AND THERE HE IS. MONKS IS PACING BACK AND FORTH IN FRONT OF HIS DESK. HE'S TALKING TO HIMSELF.) IM: Not gonna do it. Nope, no way. I'm not a wrestler. Nope, not going to do.... Eeeeeeek! ("Eeeeeek"? THIS COMES AS SOMEBODY KNOCKS ON THE DOOR. MONKS DUCKS BEHIND HIS DESK AS THE DOOR SLOWLY OPENS. IT'S A SECRETARY. SHE DROPS SOME PAPERS ON HIS DESK AND SMILES AT MR. MONKS. IAN JUST GLARES AT HER AS HE STRAIGHTENS OUT HIS TIE.) IM: What? What are you still doing here? (MONKS STRAIGTENS OUT THE PAPERS AS HE GLARES AT THE SECRETARY. AS SHE LEAVES, MONKS BEGINS TO READ THE PAPERS, HOWEVER, THE DOOR SLAMS OPEN ONCE MORE. MONKS DUCKS UNDER HIS DESK.) IM: Whoa! Whoa! I'm not a wrestler! Don't hurt me! (SILENCE.) IM: See? There we go, we don't need violence to settle this. I'm knew the Haven will see things my wa...... (MONKS PEEKS OVER THE TOP OF HIS DESK. INSTEAD OF SEEING ANY OF THE HAVEN GLARING AT HIM, HE SEES A PISSED OFF APB. MONKS JUMPS TO HIS FEET AND CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY.) IM: Ha. Just practicing playing a fool, so I can sucker them in at Highlight Night. (APB JUST CONTINUES TO STAND THERE. MONKS SIGHS.) IM: Well? What do you want? I am your boss, you know? APB: You saw what I did to Epsilon and Dylan a few weeks ago. I want Epsilon, and I want the North American Title, and I want it NOW. (MONKS LOOKS AT APB.) IM: I thought you didn't care about titles. (APB LAUGHS.) APB: I don't care about the title. I care about kicking a punk kids ass. (APB GLARES AT MONKS FOR A BIT. THEN TURNS AND WALKS OUT.) APB: I'll be doing that match or no match. (RINGSIDE.) SC: Seems APB, Randall Dylan and Epsilon are all going to be involved in some way, shape or form for the North American title... SJ: That belt is like a hot potatoe... Kent Clark vs Torch (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'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: This place firmly behind the new kid on the block... SJ: Wrestling just went TOTALLY RETARDED! JH: And his opponent... *'BEAUTIFUL DISASTER' - 311 PLAYS* (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: The wilely veteran here tonight...the man who threw Ian Monks hook, line and sinker into this 8 man match... SJ: Fucking asshole...come on Prince of Persia kick his ass! SC: Thats Kent Clark... SJ: Whatever, as long as he doesn't have any extra lives after this...I am happy. FINISH...Probably not taking Clark too seriously to start with, Torch slaps around the younger kid a little bit as Clark takes a slight beating. But like Mario eating a magic mushroom, Clark grows in stature and soon is delivering some punishment to Torch as well. Torch is about to hit Clark with the '3rd degree burn', but the kid pushes him into the ropes and rolls him backwards to pick up a three count and an impressive win! Torch cant believe he lost, but shakes the youngesters hand as a mark of respect which seems to make Clark even happier! Winner, via pinfall: Kent Clark Match Time: 10m30s Match Rating: 3 Stars (THE TFWF HALLWAY SEEMS SO GRAY. SO LIFELESS... SO SORROWFUL. MATCHES PERFECTLY WITH EATON GORE. WHO HAS GROWN FULL BEARD. IN ONE HAND HE HAS A STAPLE GUN IN THE OTHER A SCROLL OF PAPER. WHO DROOPS AS HE SLUGGISHLY DRAGS HIS FEET ACROSS THE FLOOR. IN A FASHION AS IF THEY ARE STUCK IN CEMENT. HE THEN STOPS BY A LOCKER ROOM LABELED "SKYLAR KELLY".) EG: Oh, he's not that important I guess... (EATON GORE SPREADS THE POSTER OVER SKYLAR KELLY'S NAME. HE THEN STABLES THE FOUR CORNERS WITH AUTHORITY. THE POSTER IS NOW VISIBLE. IT'S A MISSING POSTER. IN THE CENTER EXCALIBUR. ON THE SIDE SOME STATS... 0'4, NO EYES, GRAY SPIKEY HAIR, ETC... AS HE'S STAPLING THE CAMERA PANS TO THE RIGHT WITH A GIGGLING JACK AND JILL. NOT A GIGGLE OF JOY... BUT AN EXTREMELY VINDICITIVE GIRLISH GIGGLE. THEY WHISPER TO EACH OTHER.) JK: Hey, isn't that Eaton Gore... JL: Yeah... (JACK AND JILL TREAD FORWARD TO THE DOWNTRODDEN EATON GORE. WITH HORRIBLE IDEAS IN MIND. THEN WALK OVER TO GORE WHO IS JUST STARRING AT THE WANTED POSTER. HE CAN'T SHAKE THE MEMORY FROM HIS HEAD. REALLY LOUDLY JACK AND JILL HAVE A "CONVERSATION" WITH EACH OTHER. BOTH WITH PUDDING CUPS IN THEIR HANDS.) JL: GEE, DADDY'S LIFE SURE IS GREAT... I HEARD MOMMY IS COMING DOWN SOON! JK: GEE... WITH US AND A NEW MOMMIE... HIS LIFE MUST BE PERFECT. (EATON GORE SEEMS COMPLETELY UNPHASED WITH THIS. I MEAN HE DOESN'T EVEN TURN THEIR WAY. HE JUST STARES AT THE POSTER. JACK AND JILL SEEM LEGIT CONCERNED...) JL: Hey, are you ok, buddy? EG: Jill... You represent something I don't even want to think about at the moment. I have bigger fish to fry, ok. JL: Well, if it's any solace then mommy will be here tonight... EG: How does that help with Excalibur... JL: It doesn't... (JILL THEN SKIPS ALONG OF SCENE. THROWING HER EMPTY CUP TO THE SIDE... BITCH! DOESN'T SHE CARE ABOUT MOTHER EARTH? JACK THEN SHAKINGLY PULLS THE PLASTIC SPOON OUT OF HIS PUDDING AND SHAKINGLY OFFERS IT OVER TO GORE. GORE TURNS HIS WAY TO VIEW WHAT'S GOING ON... JACK COVERS HIS FACE.) JK: PLEASE DONT TAKE OUT MY EYE! IT'S THE ONLY ONE I'VE GOT LEFT! (JACK SAYS DROPPING DOWN TO HIS KNEES AND WITH HIS FACE PULLED TO THE SIDE. THE PLASTIC SPOON STICKING TOWARDS GORE... A TEAR BEGINS TO FALL DOWN EATON GORE'S CHEEK... FOLLOWED BY MANY MORE. EATON GORE BURSTS INTO TEARS. WHAT A SAD SAD MAN...) (THE ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO WHERE MAHONEY MACMILLAN IS STANDING BY ON THE INTERVIEW SET. THE CAMERA THEN PANS OUT TO REVEAL HIS GUEST, 'THE PURIST' MIKE MITCHELL TO A MASSIVE OVATION FROM THE CROWD IN THE BACKGROUND. MIKE HOLDS IN HIS HANDS A PIECE OF PAPER WHILE DRAPED OVER HIS SHOULDER HE HAS A VANDALIZED PIECE OF THE BANNER THAT TIGER YOUNG STRUNG UP IN FRONT OF HIS FAMILY HOME LAST WEEK. MAHONEY BEGINS THE INTERVIEW.) MAC: Ladies and gentlemen, last week we saw one of the most heated feuds in TFWF today taken to another level when Tiger Young made his grudge with Mike Mitchell a 'family matter'. And now, standing here with me at this time the man who's family was a victim of this stunt, 'The Purist' Mike Mitchell, and Mike, it seems pretty obvious from this piece of fabric you've got hung across your shoulder here that this is one matter you've taken into your own hands. MM: You've got that damn right Mahoney, you know when I got my start in this business my uncle Jim always told me 'never mess with a dog in his own yard, and never mess with family'. Well Tiger Young, you crossed the line last week when you decided to make a mockery of not just Pro Wrestling and not just Mike Mitchell, but the Mitchell FAMILY itself... And now Tiger, you've got the wrath of the entire Mitchell clan coming to ya. (MASSIVE MIXED REACTION OUT IN THE CROWD, AS ALWAYS THE FANS ARE FERVENTLY SPLIT IN SUPPORT OF TIGER YOUNG AND MIKE MITCHELL IN DUELLING DEGREES.) MAC: Well certainly, after such and insult you're going to be looking to get some payback on Tiger Young on behalf of your family and clearly tearing down this banner is a start. (MIKE LIFTS HIS SHOULDER TO PROUDLY DISPLAY THE RUINED TIGER YOUNG BANNER, WEARING IT ALMOST LIKE A CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE IN A SYMBOL OF HIS 'TRIUMPH'. MIKE CONTINUES.) MM: You've got that right Mahoney, first thing I did last week after all was said and done and the camera went off, first thing I did was go looking for that sorry son of a bitch, and when I found out he'd split I went all around town looking for him, but by then it seemed the little punk was already on a plane headed out to the next TFWF show. So I decided, if I couldn't get to that little bastard face to face, the least I could do was set things right back home... So I went to my family's home in Calgary and I climbed up on a ladder and I tore that S.O.B.'s face off with my bare hands! (THE CROWD LETS OUT ANOTHER MASSIVE SPLIT REACTION IN THE BACKGROUND AS MIKE TEARS A FEW LOOSE THREADS OUT FROM THE ENDS OF HIS 'PRIZE' AND MAHONEY SPEAKS UP.) MAC: Certainly a measure of retribution there then Mike, but what next? How are you going to deal with Tiger Young now, just wait it out until Highlight Night? (MIKE TURNS TO MAHONEY AND HOLDS UP THE PIECE OF PAPER IN HIS HANDS FOR EVERYONE TO SEE, AND WE CAN SEE THAT IT APPEARS TO BE A CONTRACT WITH MITCHELL'S NAME ALREADY SIGNED ON THE DOTTED LINE.) MM: Well you know something Mahoney, I'm glad you asked, because what I hold here in my hands right now is all the measure of revenge I'm going to need, and for that I can afford to wait 'til Highlight Night. MAC: What exactly is it? MM: This little piece of paper here is the result of something I never thought I'd stoop to... See when I got back from Calgary with this glorified toilet roll in check, I went to Ian Monks and I put this down on his desk... And I did something that quite frankly I thought I'd never do... I pleaded to Ian Monks to give me the match with Tiger Young at Highlight Night, but with something a little bit more. You see, I didn't WANT to do that Mahoney, I HAD TO. Desperate times call for desperate measures. And so I beseeched Ian Monks to give me a ruling on this match up that would allow me to SETTLE this issue between Tiger Young and I for good! (THE CROWD LETS OUT MASSIVE HEAT FOR THE IDEA OF MIKE MITCHELL HAVING TO GROVEL TO IAN MONKS FOR THE REMATCH AS MIKE CONTINUES.) MM: And I'm proud to say here tonight, I got what I was looking for. What I have in my hand is a contract that guarantees a rematch at Highlight Night, so tonight, allow me to make it official. At Highlight Night 2008 on the 11th of March, live from Las Vegas, Nevada the TFWF and all its fans will bear witness to Tiger Young vs. Mike Mitchell II in a match where the man who will be called the BETTER MAN... Will be the Last... Man... STANDING! (THE CROWD GOES NUTS AS MIKE MAKES THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE 'LAST MAN STANDING' STIPULATION FOR TIGER/MITCHELL II. IN THE WORDS OF A FAMOUS WRESTLING COMMENTATOR; BUSINESS JUST PICKED UP.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: It's in the book...Young and Mitchell in a Last Man Standing Match...you just know thats going to be brutal. SJ: If they both die...we all win... SC: Will you stop! None Title - Natalia vs Kirsta Lewis JH: This match is scheduled for one fall...currently in the ring...Natalia... SC: I really don't like the odds for this young lady...Lewis is a trained professional... SJ: Kirsta is going to kill her! But the only true winner tonight is the ultimate pimp Tyler 'Threesome' Boyd... SC: Is that right... SJ: Who wouldn't want a threesome with Boyd? SC: Me for starters... SJ: Prude... SC: What? SJ: Nothing... JH: And her opponent... *'ANIMALS' - NICKELBACK PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD 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...she is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion...Kirsta Lewis!!! SC: Oh God Kirsta looks pissed... SJ: CAT...FRICKING...FIGHT...WOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! FINISH...Natalia puts up a valiant effort back and forth, probably based on more pure emotions than any super in ring skill, but the seasoned veteran Kirsta makes her back with flashes of brilliance coupled with the pure arrogance on which she handles herself. When Natalia least expects it 'Hells Bitch Kick' to the chops and Lewis makes the cover...one...two...three. Winner, via pinfall: Kirsta Lewis Match Time: 8m30s Match Rating: 3 Stars SC: NOW WHY THE HELL DOES LEWIS HAVE TO CONTINUE THIS ASSAULT ON NATALIA... SJ: CATFIGHT PART 2!!!! PUSSYS REVENGE! Tyler Boyd comes out as Lewis' is absolutely destroying Natalia in the ring. He seperates the two women. TB: STOP!!! Boyd holds Lewis off and then turns around to pick up Natalia...BEFORE HE NAILS HER WITH A 'FINAL ACT!!!' SC: That son of a bitch... SJ: This threesome is getting kinky... SC: WILL YOU STOP! Tyler stands over the body of Natalia who convulses on the floor twice as Kirsta massages his body. He spins around and passionately kisses Kirsta Lewis before the 'TKO Couple' make their way towards the back... (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIAL BREAK.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK.) SC: We are back folks and just before the break...Tyler Boyd proved to be the bigger scumbag than we already thought he was... SJ: The man is now my hero...he's kind of like me...having to fight the chicks off. SC: Right...anyway former Tag Team Champion Manny Rodriguez apparently has helped put her in an ambulance backstage and she is off to the best facility in Minot... SJ: Why the hell does Rodriguez keep trying to mack on Boyd's chicks...I mean its pathetic! Peacemaker/APB vs Iziah Hunter/Epsilon (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'MR. DISASTER' - THE MADHATS PLAYS* (THE T.A.T. SHOWS A SERIES OF BARTSCH PERFORMING SOME PAINFUL LOOKING MOVES MIXED WITH A SILOHETTE OF AMANDA DANCING. ALLEN AND AMANDA WALK ONTO THE STAGE. HE HAS HIS ARMS STRETCHED WIDE AND SHE KNEELS DOWN IN FRONT OF HIM WITH HER ARMS STRETCHED WIDE. THE TWO MAKE THEIR WAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Amanda…from Jackson Hole, Wyoming…weighing 245 pounds…Allen 'Portal' Bartsch!!! SC: Here comes the grumpiest old man in wrestling... SJ: Noah Hanson? SC: What? No! APB...who the hell is Noah Hanson... SJ: Guy that walks my dog... SC: Your dog? SJ: Yes my poodle... JH: And his opponent... *'HERE COMES THE PAIN' - SLAYER PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT. THE ARENA LIGHTS FADE OUT SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH THE TRON SHOWING A FINGER TOUCHING LIPS IN A "SHHH" GESTURE INTERCUT BY RAPID IMAGES OF BRUTAL MATCHES. THREE LIGHTNING BOLTS SHOOT FROM THE LIGHT RIG ABOVE THE RING AND CRASH ONTO CENTER STAGE WITH AN EXPLOSION OF SMOKE AND STROBES. THE PEACEMAKER APPEARS THROUGH THE SMOKE STARING INTO THE RING WITH A MANIACAL LAUGH. HE THEN MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Manhatten, New York…weighing 259 pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...The Peacemaker!!! SC: From grumpy to plain sick...these two have become firm allies recently. SJ: Lots of old people are often sick and grumpy...like you! SC: Idiot... JH: And their opponents... *'HIT THE FLOOR' - LINKIN PARK PLAYS* (MIXED REACTION. T.A.T. FOOTAGE OF THE OVER THE TOP DESTRUCTION AND DEVASTATION WHICH EPSILON CAUSES IS SHOWN. HE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE EMMOTIONLESS AND MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING WITH A PURPOSE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Casper, Wyoming…weighing 293 pounds…he is the DWIWF North American Champion...Epsilon!!! SC: The Epi is gonna rape you chants fill the arena...who thought that would catch on so quick... SJ: Yeah next thing you know we will be toasting Hitler for a job well done... SC: WILL YOU STOP! JH: And his partner... *'FINISH THE FIGHT' - MARTIN O'DONNELL PLAYS* (MIXED REACTION. 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: He will be the number one contender once more for the Hardcore title and Snoop...The Judge is making sure Maker serves his sentence. SJ: Bah! Peacemaker is above the law...especially from someone who's credentials are on par with Phoenix Right! FINISH...Match of the night with Maker and Hunter in particular showing exactly what they are capable of back and forth with real agression. Epsilon struggles a little as APB seems to have his number, but not a terrible showing from Epislon. The finish comes when Maker clotheslines Epsilon out of the ring, Hunter then follows suit with Maker, ducks a APB attempt and catches him in a northern light suplex to grab a win. Winners, via pinfall: Iziah Hunter & Epsilon Match Time: 13m25s Match Rating: 4 Stars (THE CAMERA CUTS ONCE AGAIN FROM RINGSIDE TO AN UNDISCLOSED LOCATION. WE SEE KURT DAWSON STANDING IN FRONT OF A DARK WALL COVERED BY PIPES AND VALVES AND OTHER ASSORTED ODDS AND ENDS. KURT IS LOOKING AROUND AS THE CAMERA PANS IN ON HIM.) KD: Ladies and gentleman, tonight I find myself, well, someplace even I'm not familiar with to talk with one of today's fastest rising stars, "The Epitome of Entertainment", Jose Ramon. (JUST THEN JOSE WALKS INTO THE SHOT WITH KURT. JOSE IS HOLDING EXCALIBUR IN HIS HAND.) KD: Jose, I think the first question I have for you is, why exactly are we at, well, where ever this is? (JOSE IS LISTENING TO THE QUESTION, BUT ALL THE WHILE USING THE FORK TO SCRATCH HIS ASS, AND GENITAL REGION.) JR: The answer is we came here to find that nut job, Eaton Gore. KD: Oh, cause it seems that you're more hiding out than looking for him. (JOSE STOPS PICKING HIS NOSE WITH THE FORK AND LOOKS OUTRAGED.) JR: Hiding?! The Icon of Innovation hides from no man, Kurt. As a matter of fact, if Gore were actually here right now, instead of … of, I don't know, making shitty movies I would kick his ass right here and now. Yeah, that's what I'd do. KD: Fair enough. I also heard you had an announcement to make here tonight. JR: That's right, Clint. KD: That's Kurt. JR: I'm Jose. KD: I know that. JR: Everyone does, what makes you special? Anyway, I'm here to announce that at Highlight Night I will be taking on Eaton Gore in the first ever "Excalibur on a pole" match. That is, if he can make his way from that asylum long enough to accept that challenge. Back to you, Conroy. KD: Kurt. JR: Dammit, I told you it's Jose! (JOSE RAMON STORMS OFF, LEAVING THE CAMERA ON KURT, WHICH THEN FADES TO BLACK.) (THE ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE WHERE WE SEE PROJECT NOVA WALKING AROUND THE CORRIDORS TO A MASSIVE OVATION; JAYDEN STRUTTING AROUND PROUDLY SHOWING OFF HIS LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP WHILE MANNY IS ALL BUSINESS. ALL OF SUDDEN SOMETHING CATCHES THEIR ATTENTION OFF-SCREEN AND THEY COME TO A HALT.) JK: Well, well Manny, would you look who that is? (THE CAMERA PANS AROUND TO REVEAL 'THE PURIST' MIKE MITCHELL TO A MASSIVE OVATION AND AS THE CAMERA PANS OUT A LITTLE BIT AND WE SEE MIKE STANDING FACE TO FACE WITH PROJECT NOVA, A HUGE SMILE ON HIS FACE, THE REACTION GROWS EVEN LOUDER UNTIL FINALLY MIKE BEGINS TO SPEAK UP.) MM: Hey there boys, you know I've been following your progress for a while now and I've gotta say, I'm impressed. I mean, you guys have been making some serious waves in the tag division since you came to TFWF, and now Jayden, you even managed to snatch up the Light Heavyweight title; no easy feat. JK: Hey, thanks a lot man. MM: Hey, don't mention it, you got every right to be proud of what you've done here in such a short time, and I can't wait to see you guys take it to Boyd and Skelly at Highlight Night for the belts again. (MASSIVE OVATION. MIKE OFFERS HIS HAND TO JAYDEN AND MANNY TO CONGRATULATE THEM WISH THEM ALL THE BEST BEFORE HE LOOKS TO LEAVE, BUT THEN SUDDENLY MANNY SPEAKS UP.) MR: You know, I just thought of something: We've already been the Tag Team Champions two times already, so when we kick Boyd and Skelly's asses at Highlight Night, we'll be one step up from the Flawless Connection. (MIKE STOPS DEAD IN HIS TRACKS AND THE CROWD LETS OUT A LOUD 'OOOOOOHHHHHH' AS MIKE LOOKS DOWN AT THE FLOOR WITH A BEMUSED SMILE AND SLOWLY LOOKS BACK AT PROJECT NOVA AGAIN. THE TENSION IS MOUNTING AS MIKE MITCHELL AND PROJECT NOVA ARE NOW LOOKING EACH OTHER DEAD IN THE EYE AS MIKE SPEAKS UP.) MM: You, uh... You wanna run that by me again? JK: Oh, no offense man, I'm sure he just meant that once we win the Tag Team titles for the 3rd time, it's gonna be interesting 'cause, you know, that's one more title reign than the FC ever got. (THE CROWD ONCE MORE LETS OUT A LOUD 'OOOOOOOHHHH' AS MIKE BOWS HIS HEAD FOR A MOMENT WITH AN INCREDULOUS SMIRK ON HIS FACE BEFORE HE LOOKS BACK UP AT JAYDEN AND MANNY.) MM: Ok... I'll admit, you got a point there... But uh... Let me just tell ya this, junior... Next time you wanna talk aboot the Flawless Connection, you might wanna get your facts straight. (ANOTHER LOUD 'OOOOOOOOOOOHHHH' GOES OUT IN THE CROWD AS TENSIONS SEEM TO BE RISING RAPIDLY BETWEEN MITCHELL AND THE NOVAS AS HE CONTINUES TO SPEAK.) MM: See 'boys', there hasn't BEEN a better tag team in the history of this BUSINESS than the Flawless Connection... We're the only tag team in TFWF history to be in both the Singles AND Tag Team Hall of Fame... Wasn't done before us, hasn't been done since... So, uh, just a little word of the wise 'boys', don't start thinking win number 3 for you guys is aboot to change that. Capiche? (MIKE GIVES THE NOVAS A PAINTED ON SMILE AND THE NOVAS RESPOND WITH ONE OF THEIR OWN. OBVIOUSLY, THINGS ARE UNEASY BETWEEN THESE GUYS REGARDING THE SUBJECT OF THE FLAWLESS CONNECTION AS MIKE AND THE NOVAS GO THEIR SEPARATE WAYS. SUDDENLY, AROUND THE CORNER THE CAMERA ZOOMS IN TO REVEAL TIGER YOUNG TO A MASSIVE OVATION AS HE STANDS CHEWING GUM WITH A HUGE SMILE ON HIS FACE. TIGER WHIPS OUT HIS CELL PHONE AND DIALS IN A NUMBER BEFORE BRINGING IT TO HIS EAR AS THE SCENE CUTS OUT.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Mike Mitchell seems to be having these run ins with Project Nova over and over again... SJ: Why the hell was Tiger Young playing peeping Tom around the corner? SC: Who knows...but up next Jayden has to put all his thoughts on Mitchell and The Illuminati behind him and defend...the Light-Heavyweight Championship... TITLE - LHW Jayden Knight (c) vs Eaton Gore (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championship... *'SUGAR SUGAR' THE ARCHIES PLAYS* (CROWD POP. A DEJECTED GORE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND SHUFFLES TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Hannibal, Missouri…weighing 162 pounds…Eaton Gore!!! SC: Eaton is heartbroken... SJ: Knowing him he will just eat someone elses to try and replace it... SC: Will you stop! JH: And his opponent... *'SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST' - SALIVA PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. JAYDEN KNIGHT WALKS ONTO STAGE SHADOW BOXING A LITTLE, HE REMOVES THE LHW TITLE AND SLINGS IT OVER HIS SHOULDER.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from San Fransico, California...weighing 220 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...Jayden Knight!!! SC: What a shocker it was two weeks back when he won the gold and then defeated Kelly to retain last week... SJ: More like a fix if you ask me... FINISH...A tremendous match back and forth. Despite being on depression street, Gore does his scratching and clawing to keep himself in the match. Jayden the more agressive of the two seems to have the match going his way however when a picture of 'Uri Geller' appears on the T.A.T. holding a fork...not too unlike Excalibur! Gore goes crazy...as the ref and competitors are distracted. Ramon comes rushing into the ring. He nails Knight from behind with a shot. Gore then unknowingly pins Knight moments later as Ramon secures the fact the LHW title will also be on the line at Highlight Night 2008. Winner, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion: Eaton Gore Match Time: 12m30s Match Rating: 4 Stars (ONCE MORE MAYHEM GOES BACKSTAGE. IZIAH HUNTER IS STANDING BY WITH MAHONEY. MAHONEY HOLDS UP THE MIC.) MM: Iziah, I've got word that Lupino is in bad shape from last week. How are you holding up? (HUNTER LOOKS AT MOHONEY THEN SMILES.) IH: How do you think I feel? MM: Well I.... IH: I feel great. I just went out there and faced down my demons. I stared them straight in the eye and made them back down. Right now, I just hope that the Hardcore title still has the blood on it from last week. 'Cause at Highlight Night, I'm taking that title. I'm taking that title after I break Peacemaker in half. (THE SCENE FADES OUT AS IT ZOOMS IN ON HUNTERS INTENSE EYES.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: You can see that intensity in Iziah Hunter...the past between him and Peacemaker has been so prominent in the T.F.W.F. since his arrival. SJ: But lets talk facts...Maker is cold and calcualted...for Hunter there is too much emotion in this contest. Veteran instinct wins through I believe... Dorian Wong vs Aaron Roberts (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'APOCALYPSE PLEASE' - MUSE PLAYS* (MIXED CROWD REACTION. 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...Dorian Wong!!! SC: The sick twisted mind of the T.F.W.F. clown... SJ: Kind of makes the circus seem a little scary to me... SC: Your scared of candy floss... SJ: WHERE! WHERE! JH: And his opponent... *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDRAYNE PLAYS* (BIG ASS CROWD POP. 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...'The Cobra' Aaron Roberts!!! SC: SNAKE IN THE HOUSE! SJ: WHERE! WHERE! SC: (groans) FINISH...As soon as they start the T.A.T. comes to life with Wong showing off highlights from his 'honeymoon' with the lady still blacked out. It doesnt distract Roberts though as he gives Wong a hell of a battle, eventually able to score a 'AGR' and grab a three count for the win. As Roberts celebrates, a veiled bride comes onto the stage and points to her husband in the ring... Winner, via pinfall: Aaron Roberts Match Time: 7m55s Match Rating: 3 Stars (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIAL BREAK.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK.) SC: We are back and I think there is still a degree of shock as we saw yet more footage during Wong's match of his 'honeymoon' playing as he wrestled and eventually lost to Aaron Roberts. SJ: Wong is on cloud nine at the moment Scoop...that sex tape is going to sell better than Pamela and Tommy...Paris Hilton...Belmont and Troll Girl...it has money written all over it. SC: Well, it was a little disturbing for me...but up next we have a contest of classic wrestling proportions...three men with a lot on their minds walking into Highlight Night 2008... Sebastian Cross vs Mike Mitchell vs Tremere (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'WICKERMAN' - IRON MAIDEN PLAYS* (MASSIVE 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: Mitchell hasn't been Mr. Popular backstage recently...but the man does seem incredibly focused on Young... SJ: Well he pissed off the Novas...thats about it. JH: Introducing... *'WEDDING NAILS' - PORCUPINE TREE PLAYS* (THE WORDS 'HARDCORE ICON' APPEAR ON THE T.A.T. ALONG WITH A MONTAGE OF SOME OF HIS MOST BRUTAL MATCHES. TREMERE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH HIS ARMS STRETCHED WIDE AND HIS HEAD SLIGHTLY BOWED.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Parts Unknown…weighing 255 pounds… Tremere!!! SC: The veteran leader of the grizzled veteran stable known as The Hardcore Haven...has a point to prove as always tonight Snoop. SJ: Can't he just email it to me... JH: And their opponent... *'AENEMA' - TOOL PLAYS* (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…Sebastian Cross!!! SC: The number one contender is here! SJ: Where? SC: Shut up! FINISH...Tremere seems out of it most the match as the battle seems to be more waged between Mitchell and Cross. Cross looks to score a flying splash on Tremere late on during the contest, but misses, this gives Mitchell the chance to catch Tremere in the 'Flawless Execution' a three count later sees Mitchell win the battle. The three men have a small stare down after, knowing their paths go different routes from here on in. Winner, via pinfall: Mike Mitchell Match Time: 15m33s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars (MAYHEM MOMENT: BOYD DESTROYS NATALIA AFTER SHE LOSES TO KIRSTA.) (WE CUT TO ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE WHERE TORCH, AARON ROBERTS AND TREMERE ARE SITTING DOWNING BEERS AND LOOKING THEIR USUAL INSANE SELVES.) TREM: Alright Roberts, your turn. AR: Oh come on man, I've only had two beers, I'm not numb yet. TOR: Yeah well that's what you get for drinking like a woman, now stand up! (ROBERTS GRUMBLES TO HIMSELF BEFORE STANDING UP AS TREMERE GETS UP WITH A KENDO STICK IN HAND. TORCH LAUGHS AS TREMERE REARS BACK AND SMACKS ROBERTS ON THE TOP OF THE HEAD WITH THE STICK. ROBERTS STAGGERS BACK AND YELLS BUT DOESN'T FALL AS TREMERE NODS HIS HEAD.) TREM: Much better, a couple of weeks ago that would've knocked you out. TOR: Yeah just don't cry Robe… (TREMERE TURNS AND WHACKS TORCH IN THE HEAD WITH CANE AND NOW IT'S ROBERTS TURN TO LAUGH.) AR: Ha, that's what you get, bitch! (TORCH RUBS HIS HEAD AND SMIRKS AS TREMERE THEN WHACKS HIMSELF IN THE HEAD FOR GOOD MEASURE. THEY ALL OPEN BEERS AGAIN AND GO TO DOWN THEM WHEN THE DOOR OPENS AND A VERY SOMBRE LOOKING PHENOM WALKS INTO THE LOCKER ROOM. THE REST OF THE HAVEN KNOW SOMETHING IS WRONG AND TREMERE SPEAKS UP.) TREM: So it's true? What Legend said earlier. (PHENOM GRABS A BEER AND OPENS IT, DOWNING IT IN ONE BEFORE CRUSHING THE CAN WITH ONE HAND. HE SIGHS AND TAKES A SEAT NEXT TO TORCH.) PH: Yeah, I just got off the phone with him. I can't believe I'm saying this but Joey Lupino is out of the TFWF…forever… (THE REST OF THE HAVEN ALL SHAKE THEIR HEADS AND LOOK DOWN TO THE FLOOR. TORCH SPEAKS UP.) TOR: He was a true World Champion. AR: He got me SO many women. TREM: He gave me the toughest fights of my life. PHE: He's a great friend and a great warrior. (ALL THE HAVEN NOD IN AGREEMENT BEFORE PHENOM STANDS UP.) PH: Guys, at Highlight Night we've got one more reason, as if we needed one, to beat the living hell out of Ian Monks, Legend, Angel and Norcia. Let's make our win at Highlight Night a tribute to Joey Lupino. We dedicate our win to the career of Good Old Joey L. You with me? (ALL THE HAVEN RAISE THEIR CANS AND TOAST BEFORE DOWNING THEIR BEERS AS THE CAMERA MOVES OUT OF THE LOCKER ROOM.) Rhys Pect /Jonnah Street vs James Onlee/Fallen Angel (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE* (MEGA 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: It took him so long to win the KOTDM tournament and I don't think he would have even thought that come this quickly he would be back in that Rangers Rules match... SJ: Angel thrives on pressure...in fact...he isnt even pressured into using the phrase, I eat pressure for breakfast. JH: And his partner... *'SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (MEGA HEEL 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…he is the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion...The Reverend James Onlee!!! SC: Submission match it shall be for that World title in I think what many are billing as one of the most heated contests of 2008. SJ: After Highlight Night...it will be over...basking in a sea of Onlee!!! JH: And their opponents... *'DIRTY DOG' - N.E.R.D. PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP. FAMED VIDEO PLAYS. STREET WALKS OUT HOLDING THE EUROPEAN TITLE AND PECT WALKS OUT GROOVING LIKE HE DOES.) JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 515 pounds...the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Jonnah Street...Rhys Pect...THE A...M....C....!!! SC: The Crew's faithful are going crazy here! SJ: Idiots... FINISH...The main event really plays up to its hype with the four men going back and forth. The aMc really have chemistry, but the solo efforts of Angel and Onlee help shift the tide on occassion. As Pect battles with Angel on the outside, the veiled woman from earlier comes out. She removes the veil and Street can be seen mouthing the word 'Mom' all of a sudden Wong emerges and they make out on the stage with Jack and Jill bouncing around either side. Steet in utter shock is easy pickens for Onlee who slaps him in the 'Deliverance' and Street taps. Winners, via submission: James Onlee & Fallen Angel Match Time: 20m30s Match Rating: 4 Stars As the show goes off the air, Street cannot believe what he is seeing as Pect tries to console his buddy. (END SHOW.)