DATE : Mon 5th May 2008 Monday Mayhem - from Lexington, Kentucky - Rupp Arena
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF LAST WEEKS DRAMA WHICH SAW THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF SOME DOG MATCHES AS WELL AS THE DRAMA WHERE ANGEL DELIVERED CHAIRS TO ALL TO END THE LAST MAYHEM.] *'HARDCORE NIGHTS' - STARFISH PLAYS* (THE MONDAY MAYHEM THEME BLASTS THROUGH THE SPEAKERS AS THE AUDIENCE IN ATTENDANCE GOES WILD. SOME OF THE SIGNS READ "CROSS WILL BE CHAMP" "ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS THE FC VS THE NOVAS" AND "CIVIL UNREST RULES". FINALLY THE CAMERA SETTLES ON THE ANNOUNCE TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES.) SC: Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting and sure to be action packed edition of TFWF Monday Night Mayhem!! We are coming to you live from the sold out Rupp Arena in Lexington, Kentucky and folks you really need to be here live to experience this atmosphere. The tension is high, the stakes even higher and tonight the TFWF will prove once again why we are the premier wrestling promotion on the planet! SJ: And what better way to do that than by reminding everyone just what the number one contender for the World Title, my close personal friend Fallen Angel, did last week? SC: You just couldn't wait to gloat about Angel's actions last week could you? For those of you at home who missed it we went off the air last week after Fallen Angel had delivered skull cracking chair shots to Sebastian Cross, Tiger Young, our poor referee and before all of that, his own tag team partner, the World Heavyweight Champion, James Onlee! SJ: Ah it was one of the greatest moments in Monday Mayhem history. Chair shot after chair shot and the next World Champion standing tall as the show went off the air! Fallen Angel just showed everyone that he is focused, he is ready and that fifth World Title will be his on May 19th! SC: I'm sure James Onlee is going to have a great deal to say about that, never mind Sebastian Cross who will be the special guest referee for that huge match on May 19th. This week James Onlee is non title action as he takes on someone who has made a serious impression in the TFWF in recent weeks, the Hardcore Champion, Iziah Hunter! SJ: It's his first TFWF Main Event and I know Hunter will try to take the fight to James Onlee, but Onlee is the World Champion because he's the best in the world today! Hunter is in for a rude awaking later tonight! SC: Iziah Hunter destroyed Michael Norcia last week… SJ: Who? SC: You remember, Norcia…from The Illuminati? SJ: Wasn't he the guy who cleaned the toilets? Oh no wait, he was the guy who used to clean John Pariah's jock strap wasn't he? Oh I don't know, but he sounds like a fucking tool! SC: I think you summed him up nicely my friend! Anyway last week Hunter put him out of the TFWF forever and you know that pinning the World Champion would make an even bigger impact! Although I'm sure Tremere is going to be watching that match closely, tensions have been running high between Hunter and Tremere in recent weeks. SJ: You want to talk about tension? How about Mike Mitchell versus Manny Rodriguez? SC: That match is going to be one of the most intense and hard hitting matches in the history of the TFWF. Last week Project Nova left the Flawless Connection lying, with Manny kicking Rhys Pect off the stage! Mike Mitchell is looking for revenge tonight and that means all kinds of trouble for Manny! SJ: Project Nova and The Flawless Connection, could this situation get any more exciting and intense? I know those are two of the best tag teams in the world but I wonder how our other tag teams will fair tonight? Two strange combinations with everyone involved set to be a part of that massive 'Bitter Friend's' double Title match at Death or Glory as Mr Monks announced last week. SC: That's right, Jonnah Street and Aaron Roberts team to take on the European Champion Dorian Wong and the Intercontinental Champion Kirsta Lewis. That's two teams that will never be able to coexist! SJ: Last week Lewis saw her boyfriend Tyler Boyd put out of TFWF action thanks to that cowardly and brutal attack by Jackson. Thankfully Wong was able to lay Jackson out last week, so perhaps Kirsta will return the favour and help Wong beat those two apes Street and Roberts? SC: Stranger things have happened. Speaking of Jackson tonight he takes on Phenom in what is sure to be a brutal power match, I hear Phenom has been training harder than ever and is looking to make a statement leading into Death or Glory. SJ: After what Jackson did to Tyler Boyd last week, I hope Phenom snaps his neck! SC: Well one of Boyd' former Illuminati team mates Skylar Kelly hopes to prove he can survive in the TFWF without his friends as he takes on Torch. SJ: Kelly will rip Torch apart. I see big things for Kelly now Boyd is on the injured list and that other jobber… SC: Norcia… SJ: Nope, still doesn't ring a bell. You sure that was his name? Ah who cares, Torch laid out Kelly and Kirsta Lewis with the IC Title belt last week, this week 'The Evolution' gets his revenge, trust me. SC: How about our big title match as Exile defends his newly won North American Title against APB? SJ: It's time for APB to prove that Exile isn't as great as everyone has made out recently. Bartsch has been at war with the likes of Exile and Georgie Nickles for the past month, tonight he will claim his biggest victory in that war when he wins the North American Title! SC: One of the best moments of last week was Exile and Nickles embracing after the North American Title match. That shows you that Civil Unrest are in this war for the long haul and they will always have each others backs! SJ: Well Nickles and Braddock are two of the hottest pieces of ass to ever set foot in the TFWF. If Exile can get hugs off them after taking one of their Titles, no wonder he's always walking around with a smile on his face! SC: Do you mind! They are fantastic wrestlers in their own right, not just 'pieces of ass.' They'd knock your teeth out in two seconds flat if they heard you saying that Braddock and Nickles will team here tonight to take on Randal Dylan and James Matthews. Last week Dylan and Matthews looked stronger than ever, this could be a tough night for Georgie and Ally. SJ: Not as tough as the night Kent Clark is in for. Seth Black is going to cripple that little nerd. SC: That's the full card tonight and as you can tell we have a blockbuster show for you! The Super Mayhem show is not that far away and with Death or Glory looming large on the horizon the TFWF is moving ahead at full speed! It's going to be another amazing night so let's take it to the ring for our firs…. *'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE TA-TRON BURSTS INTO LIFE WITH FALLEN ANGEL'S INTRO VIDEO TO SOME HUGE HEAT. AFTER A FEW MOMENTS THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER STEPS THROUGH THE SMOKE AND ONTO THE STAGE. HE IS DRESSED IN A STRIPED BLUE DESIGNER SHIRT AND BLACK DRESS TROUSERS. A GOLD ROLEX HANGS OFF HIS WRIST AND SUNGLASSES ADORN HIS FACE. HE SNEERS AT THE FANS IN ATTENDANCE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY DOWN THE RING WITH A CONFIDENT SWAGGER.) SC: Last week he sent a massive message to both James Onlee and Sebastian Cross with those brutal steel chair shots. No doubt we are in for some major gloating from The Career Killer here tonight! SJ: After the stunt Cross pulled, being named guest referee for Angel's World Title shot, anyone else would have taken a backwards step, but not Angel! He's the man! SC: You really do make me sick you know that? SJ: Ssshhhh, he's going to speak! (ANGEL STANDS IN THE RING WITH A MIC IN HAND AND SMUG GRIN ON HIS FACE. AS THE CROWD FINALLY QUIET DOWN HE RAISES THE MIC UP.) FA: Ah Kentucky, home of the famous horse race and….well…tell me…does fucking your relatives with such ferocity you could do it for an Olympic sport count as something you people are famous for? (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. ANGEL SMIRKS AS HE REMOVES HIS SUNGLASSES AND HOOKS THEM TO THE FRONT OF HIS SHIRT.) FA: Here's the deal folks. Last week I decided enough was enough. I've heard enough about Sebastian Cross being this great new hero for you people. I've heard enough about how James Onlee is this mind games master who can cripple a man with all kinds of submission moves. Last week I decided to show why actions always speak louder than words. Cross and Onlee can wax lyrical all they like, but I know for a fact those chair shots to their skulls last week said all I needed to say. I'm the ONLY TFWF ICON. I'm the ONLY man who can lead this company into the future and come May 19th, no matter what kind of shit Cross tries to pull, I WILL once again be the World Heavyweight Champion! (MORE MASSIVE CROWD HEAT WHICH ANGEL IGNORES.) FA: Onlee, you might be the bogey man to some of these water brained Kentucky chicken fuckers…but to me you're all talk and no balls. Cross…you might think just cause these morons love you that you are owed something in this business…but you are both NOTHING compared to The Career Killer. You are both going to find out that when I am focused…when I am determined and when the World Title is at stake…no one…not even God himself can stop me… (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT.) FA: Oh and Cross…I just wanted to ask…you spoken to Whitley recently? I hear she's been looking for you. What's wrong Cross, you forgot to pay for that blow job last week…don't you just hate it when your whore won't leave you alone! (THE CROWD 'OHH' AS ANGEL SMIRKS AND GOES TO RAISE THE MIC BACK UP WHEN…) *'AENEMA' - TOOL PLAYS* (SUPER MASSIVE ELECTRIC FACE POP! THE CROWD EXPLODE WITH CHEERS AS SEBASTIAN CROSS CHARGES OUT FROM THE BACK WITH A LOOK OF FURY ON HIS FACE.) SC: If Cross was pissed off after Angel's chair shot last week, that comment about his fiancé just pushed him over the edge. SJ: Angel didn't say anything wrong! Cross is so sensitive these days! (CROSS QUICKLY SLIDES IN THE RING AND GOES CHEST TO CHEST WITH ANGEL WHO SMIRK AND SHOVES HIM BACK AND RAISES THE MIC UP.) FA: Watch who you are pushing munchkin…don't forget who the ICON is around here and who is the bitch with no World Title shot and no chance at getting one again! (CROSS QUICKLY GRABS A MIC FROM A RINGSIDE OFFICIAL AND REPLIES TO ANGEL WITH VENOM.) SEB: First off you mention my fiancé again and I'll rip your fucking throat out. (MASSIVE CROWD POP. THE FANS LOVE THIS SUPER INTENSE CROSS. ANGEL RAISES HIS EYE BROWS AS CROSS CONTINUES TO PACE BACK AND FORTH.) SEB: And secondly…just remember 'icon' who the referee is for your World Title match… (AGAIN ANGEL SMIRKS AND RAISES HIS MIC UP.) FA: Fair enough Cross, fair enough. Tell me though…have you spoken to Whitley recently? (AGAIN CROSS IS RIGHT UP IN ANGEL'S FACE BUT ANGEL BACKS OFF AND RAISES HIS HANDS DEFENSIVELY.) FA: Hey settle down, I was just asking. Last week you said to me I needed to find out what was more important to you, the World Title or your family. I just heard that maybe Whitley wasn't doing too well and perhaps you should start paying more attention to her. (THIS TIME CROSS DROPS THE MIC AND SLAPS ANGEL HARD ACROSS THE FACE TO A MONSTER CROWD POP! ANGEL STEPS BACK AND SHAKES HIS HEAD, THE EXPLOSION OF VIOLENCE THE FANS EXPECTED DOESN'T COME. INSTEAD ANGEL BACKS OFF AND ACTUALLY LOOKS SINCERE AS HE SPEAKS.) FA: Sebastian…listen to me…I'm not the one with the mind games this time…I'm just telling you what I heard…maybe you should go check it out? I'm serious, this isn't me trying to mess with your head, you should go find out what's going on, you don't need to believe me, just go make the call…. (CROSS DOESN'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY OR DO AS ANGEL STANDS THERE WITH THAT KNOWING LOOK ON HIS FACE. CROSS LOOKS COMPLETELY FRUSTRATED AS HE TURNS ON HIS HEEL AND QUICKLY MAKES HIS WAY OUT THE RING AND UP THE RAMP TO THE BACK.) SC: Sebastian Cross is leaving the ringside area and I don't know what the hell Fallen Angel is playing at. SJ: He's not playing at anything. I've heard those same rumours Angel has, Cross needs to spend more time worrying about his woman and less time worrying about the World Title and the TFWF Icon. SC: I wish you'd stop calling him that, it's getting old. SJ: Never, it's what he is. There isn't anyone else that measures up to Angel's iconic status and you know it. SC: (sighs) Well folks that was a very strange start to the night and I'm sure there's more to this than meets the eye. Hopefully everything is ok with Whitley and Cross can concentrate on wrestling and that nothing is seriously wrong with his personal life. If we find out what Angel was talking about, we'll let you people at home know. So, let's move things forward and take it to the ring for our first match of the night, it's Kent Clark taking on Seth Black! SJ: Seth Black is money, I can't wait to see him knock the crap out of that little nerd! Kent Clark vs Seth Black (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'MY OWN SUMMER' - DEFTONES PLAYS* (NEW WRESTLER REACTION. 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: Black has certainly been the real brusier of this APB group delivering a message one way or another everytime he wrestles. SJ: I said it before...Seth Black is money! JH: And his opponent... *'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!!! SJ: NERD ALERT! SC: Will you stop... SJ: You know I heard Kent Clark sticks a rumble pack down his pants to get himself off. SC: Your an idiot... FINISH...An absolute tremdendous match with Black dominating the outset, Clark soon finds himself with the crowd behind him getting into the match as well. The turning point comes when James Matthews makes his presence known and hits the ringside area just after Clark has nailed Black with the 'Dragon Punch', Matthews grabs Clark in the 'End Of Days' causing the referee to call for the bell. Winner, via DQ: Kent Clark Match Time: 12m57s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars As the ref continues to try and stop the match, Black hits the 'Domino Effect' as he and Matthews celebrate with a high five over the broken body of Clark in the ring before the rest of Civil Unrest can make the save. (BACKSTAGE.) (EATON GORE SLAPS A BUCKET OF ICE CREAM OUT OF EPSILON'S HANDS BACKSTAGE IN THE EXCALIBUR TROPHY ROOM.) EG: EPPY! EP: I was trying to read that! (EPSILON PICKS UP THE ICE CREAM BUCKET AND CONTINUES.) EP: Prythodeum Carodine... Bet that's like almonds... EG: I don't pay you to read Ice Cream cartons. EP: Sorry boss... (EPSILON PUTS THE BUCKET TO THE SIDE. GORE STEPS OVER TO THE CASE. HE BEGINS WIPING IT OFF WITH HIS SLEEVE.) EG: When was the last time you dusted this? EP: Dusted... I dust every hour. EG: No you don't... but I pay you to. Excalibur is a superstar! He deserves better accommodations than this. EP: Gore... I got a present for you. (EPSILON REACHES INTO HIS POCKET AND PULLS OUT A FREINDSHIP BRACELET. GORE JUST LOOKS AT HIM CONFUSED.) EG: What in the flipping heck is that? A rat collar? EP: It's a friendship bracelet... It says... "Eaton.. Epsilon Friends forever". Well, actually it says "Earl and Emilie true love" but with the application of some marker... I fixed it. EG: I'm not wearing this, Epsilon. (EPSILON THEN TURNS HIS HEAD AWAY AND CRIES) EP: Wait, are you saying you're not my friend? (GORE PAUSES FOR A SECOND. FINALLY CATCHING ON) EG: ...No... As in, Not no to being your friend but no, I'm not saying that. Epsilon, I don't like this bracelet. It's Gawdy. Besides, I don't wear bracelets. They used to put me in shackles... bad memories. EP: Wait a minute... We're not friends at all. You're just USING ME! EG: Well, no, I made this very clear. I'm paying you for a job. You do a job for me and I pay you for it. We are friends... in a sense. But I mean, you're something more important to me. A lifesaver. To Excalibur. (EPSILON RISES TO HIS FEET.) EP: Well, if that's how it is. You can shove your job! I'm finding myself a new friend! EG: Alright, so you're putting in your two week notice. I'll go ahead and file your paper work and... EP: NO! You shut up! It's too late to try to make up! You're not my friend! (EPSILON SHOVES GORE TO THE GROUND. HE CHARGES OUT OF THE ROOM. GORE LETS OUT A GASP OF AIR THEN SCREAMS.) EG: Wait! Epsilon! Don't leave! At least sub for the night so I can find a replacement tomorrow! (THE CAMERA LEAVES THE ROOM AND TURNS AROUND THE CORNER. EPSILON IS SITTING DOWN AND SOBBING TO HIMSELF.) EP: I'm going to rape somebody. Not a criminal. Not a con artist. But somebody innocent. Perhaps a little old lady or a paraplegic! That'll show the world! Wait... No... I can't do it... I can't do it... In the mood I'm in... I can't even enjoy rape anymore! (EPSILON PULLS HIMSELF UP. HE THEN REACHES INTO HIS POCKET AND PULLS OUT A WRAPPER. IT'S A NAPKIN STAINED IN "TRIPLE SWIRL ROCKY ROAD WITH STRAWBERRY ICING" ICE CREAM. HE NODS TO HIMSELF KNOWING WANT TO DO.) (THE ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE WHERE WE SEE TREMERE LEANING AGAINST A WALL OUTSIDE OF THE ARENA ON HIS PHONE. SUDDENLY, THE EXIT DOOR OPENS TO THE SIDE AND WE SEE A STONE-FACED IZIAH HUNTER ENTER THE SCENE. WITHOUT WARNING, HE WALKS RIGHT OVER AND SNATCHES THE CELL PHONE FROM TREMERE BEFORE HURLING IT INTO THE NEARBY PARKING LOT. TREMERE COCKS HIS HEAD DUBIOUSLY AT HUNTER, WHO PROCEEDS TO STEP RIGHT UP IN HIS FACE.) IH: No smiles, no bullshit. You've got Michael, and I've got the Hardcore championship. What are the terms? [TREMERE SMIRKS AND ROLLS HIS EYES.] T: Do I look like I'm that desparate? Listen, kid -- if I'm getting that belt, it'll have your blood on it. Simple as that. IH: No more fucking games. Look, you got what I want, I got what you want. What's your problem? T: Just one. And he's about to hit the floor if he doesn't take his ass back inside that arena. What's wrong, chief? Worried about Michael, or does the idea of 'Old Man Tremere' beating the shitta outta you make you nervous? (WITH HIS CHEST HEAVING, HUNTER SNAPS AND GRABS TREMERE BY THE THROAT WITH BOTH HANDS, SLAMMING HIS HEAD AGAINST THE WALL OF THE BUILDING. THE BLOW IS ENOUGH TO JAR TREMERE WHO ATTEMPTS TO RAKE HUNTER'S EYES, BUT HUNTER RESPONDS WITH A HEAVY KNEE TO THE STOMACH WHICH LEAVES TREMERE GASPING FOR AIR. HUNTER BEGINS SCREAMING OUT OBSCENITIES AS HE TAKES THE DOMINANT POSITION AND RAINS DOWN BLOWS ON THE RESIDENT HARDCORE ICON. GETTING UP, HUNTER ALLOWS TREMERE TO GET TO A CRAWL BEFORE UNLEASHING A DEVASTATING STOMP TO THE BACK OF TREMERE'S HEAD THAT FLATTENS HIM ON THE CONCRETE. HUNTER SNEERS AND SPITS ON THE FALLEN HAVEN MEMBER, OFFERING A FEW LAST WORDS.) IH: You brought this on yourself, you self-righteous fuck... (RINGSIDE.) SC: This tension between Hunter and Tremere seems set to explode. The young gun in terms of wrestling here out right accussing Tremere of being behind this whole Michael escapade. Your thoughts? SJ: I swear to God if Epislon comes out here looking for someone to rape...I am going to tell him you cheated on your taxes. SC: I meant about the Hardcore title thing! SJ: Michael Norcia has a terrible receeding hairline... SC: What the hell does that have to do with it! SJ: I am not sure...but it was in my notes for the show. SC: (sigh) Well get some better notes...up next its the power houses of APB's group vs the Femme Fatales! SJ: BOOBS!!!!!! Georgie Nickles/Ally Braddock vs Randall Dylan/James Matthews (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'THE BEGINNING' - A.F.I. PLAYS* (MIXED REACTION. 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 his way towards the ring from St. Johns, Newfoundland, Canada...weighing 257 pounds...James 'The Future' Matthews!!! SC: Big brawler here Snoop who gets more and more comfortable in a T.F.W.F. ring as the weeks go on. SJ: Yeah and James Matthews told me earlier he plans to make Ally Braddock beg and I mean beg him tonight. SC: What do you mean? SJ: I think he was flirting with her... JH: And his partner... *'I DON'T BELIEVE A WORD' - MOTORHEAD PLAYS* (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: The Enforcer of this group and to be honest...he really has got this thing about female wrestlers in a men's division. Basically he is a sexist. SJ: I like the fact Dylan understands a womens place is in the kitchen and not anywhere else... SC: So what do you make of Kirsta Lewis? SJ: Don't try and make me contridict myself ass! JH: And their opponents... *'A MILLION WAYS' - OK GO PLAYS* (CROWD POP. THE T.A.T. GOES TO SMOKEY SET OF A BLACK AND WHITE DETECTIVE FILM. ALLY BRADDOCK IS ON IT LOOKING SEDUCTIVE. SHE BLOWS A BIG RING OF SMOKE FROM HER CIGAR ON THE TRON AS THE NAME 'ALLY BRADDOCK' COMES UP IN A SMOKE EFFECT. SHE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. THROWS OFF HER HAT AND REMOVES HER TIE WALKING TO THE RING.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Seattle, Washington...weighing 135 pounds...Ally Braddock!!! SC: Braddock has been an abolsute revelation since joining the T.F.W.F. and tonight she teams with her good friend and former DWIWF North American Champion...Georgie Nickles. SJ: SHOW US YOUR TITS!!!! SC: Sit down...Jesus... JH: And her partner... *'WAKE UP' - LOST PROPHETS PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. MICHAEL WALKS OUT ONTO THE STAHGE FOLLOWED BY GEORGIE NICKLES. NICKLES BOWS HER HEAD AND THEN THROWS IT BACK AS PYROS EXPLODE IN BLUE AROUND HER. THE T.A.T. FILLS UP WITH 'A REBEL FOR THE CAUSE' FLYING ACROSS THE SCREEN.) JH: Making her way towards the ring accompanied by Michael…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing 137 pounds…Georgie Nickles!!! SC: Last week she was powerless to stop Exile winning that coveted title of hers... SJ: And you know she is jealous! SC: I don't think she is Snoop. SJ: Are you kidding me, nothing worse than a woman scorned. If I was Exile, first off I would committ suicide...failing that, I would watch out for Nickles. FINISH...With the destruction of Kent Clark ringing in their ears from earlier, it seems once more the Civil Unrest team has been overpowered with the flowing tagging between Dylan and Matthews. With Nickles in trouble she makes a hot tag to Ally Braddock, Georgie bull dogs Clark out of the ring area in a sensational move allowing Braddock to nail that famed 'Beautif Truth' combo. She makes the cover on Dylan collecting the three and the win, but it seems APB has got wind of this and hits the ring, he pulls Braddock out and drops her face onto the steel steps as Georgie tries to get help, Dylan is up and delivers a standing big boot to her face. He lays over her like a sick puppy and licks the side of her face, only to be restrained by Matthews from maybe taking it further. Winners, via pinfall: Ally Braddock & Georgie Nickles Match Time: 13m21s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars [WE CUT AGAIN TO A SHOT BACKSTAGE OF RHYS PECT IN HIS STREET CLOTHES STANDING ALONGSIDE FORMER PROJECT NOVA MANAGER, OZZY FINCH. FINCH, TRYING NOT TO BE BIASED, LIFTS THE MICROPHONE TO HIS LIPS.] OF: Rhys, last week, you were sent flying off the TFWF stage when Manny Rodriguez hit you with a JK-47. Is this a sign of things to come between the Novas and the Flawless Connection? [RHYS SMILES MISCHIEVOUSLY AND SNICKERS AT FINCH.] RP: I know your history with them, Ozzy -- don't pretend like you're not rooting for your boys. OF: What are you talking about, Rhys? RP: You'll find out in due time. You see, I've got an announcement to make out here later tonight, and wherever you are when I make that announcement? I hope you realize you didn't come CLOSE to training those two fucks for the big time -- I guarantee it. (THE ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE WHERE MAHONEY MACMILLAN IS STANDING BY ON THE INTERVIEW SET.) MAC: Ladies and gentlemen, my next guest is a man who has been on a mission as of late to, I guess clean up or perhaps if you will 'purify' the TFWF, a man who over the past few weeks has come to blows with the younger, less experienced stars of the TFWF and most recently that of the TFWF Tag Team Champions, Project Nova. Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time is 'The Purist' Mike Mitchell. (A ROAR GOES OUT IN THE CROWD AS MIKE MITCHELL WALKS ONTO THE SET IN HIS RING GEAR AND HOODED RED & GOLD JACKET.) MAC: Now Mike, two weeks ago you went out to the ring to confront Project Nova over this burning issue that has ignited over the Flawless Connection and who has the right to call themselves the greatest tag team in TFWF history. And of course it was that confrontation two weeks ago when you tried to defend the Flawless Connection and the resulting 'JK-47' that put you out on the mat. Then last week you got a measure of payback, picking up a victory over Jayden Knight, only to have it blow up once more when Rhys Pect came out and Manny Rodriguez intervened, leading to twin 'JK-47's from both Jayden and Manny to yourself and Rhys Pect respectively. Now, Mike I'm very curious as I'm sure our TFWF fans are as well, but what are your intentions regarding Project Nova, or even for that matter the Flawless Connection? (AS SOON AS MAHONEY MENTIONS THE FLAWLESS CONNECTION, MIKE GETS DEFENSIVE AND LAUNCHES RIGHT INTO A RESPONSE.) MM: Now let's just hold the horses there for a second Mahoney, 'cause I see what you're trying to do, so let me make it real simple: it is not now nor has it ever been my prerogative to reform the Flawless Connection. This is a strictly personal matter. You see, when I see a pair of young pups like Jayden Knight and Manny Rodriguez strutting around these halls, calling themselves the greatest of time, it riles me because you see in the grand scheme of things, titles come and go; it's REPUTATION that matters most. So when I hear Project Nova talking down the team that, through all its ups and downs I am still PROUD to say I was a part of… Well, if actions speak louder than words Macmillan, you can be sure you're gonna hear from Mike Mitchell. (THE CROWD LETS OUT A MIXED REACTION, HALF CHEERING FOR MIKE'S ATTEMPTS TO LEAP TO THE DEFENSE OF THE LEGENDARY TAG TEAM, HALF DISAPPOINTMENT AT HIS CONTINUING DISMISSAL OF A REUNION. MAHONEY CONTINUES.) MAC: Indeed. So, with that in mind Mike, how do you intent to quell this issue between yourself and Rhys Pect and Project Nova? MM: Well let me say this Macmillan, I don't know what Rhys' plans are, though I expect he's not aboot to let getting kicked in the face slide any more than I am. As far as I'm concerned , Manny Rodriguez is gonna be taught some respect for his peers tonight when he steps into the ring with 'The Purist', and as far as Jayden is concerned; 'Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.' You sucker-punched me twice so far junior, pull that crap again and I'll break your goddamn leg! (THE CROWD LETS OUT ANOTHER CHEER AS MIKE MITCHELL LOOKS REVVED UP AND READY TO GO AS MAHONEY WRAPS UP THE INTERVIEW.) SC: I have a feeling tonight this whole who is the greatest tag team...The Flawless Connection or Project Nova might come to a head. Mike Mitchell intense backstage there Snoop. SJ: Well, you got to kind of sympathize with Project Nova I mean they are a 3 time winner of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team titles in under a year Scoop...and everytime they think about it or say anything, Rhys Pect throws some throw back team from 2 years ago in their faces... SC: It's going to be intense let's put it that way...much like our next match for the DWIWF North American Championship... TITLE - North American Exile (c) vs APB (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'MR. DISASTER' - THE MADHATS PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. 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: APB in search of inflicting yet more damage on Civil Unrest tonight Snoop... SJ: What I love is that everytime this stupid girl power group wins a battle...APBoys win the war... SC: APBoys? SJ: Yeah! I just thought of that cool little name for them... SC: (mutters) Define cool... 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 WORD...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 DWIWF North American Champion...Exile!!! SC: Brash as hell and with the crowd fully behind him...Exile has shot to fame very quickly here. SJ: Bah...tonight his little fairy tale ends with a Big Bad Bartsch! FINISH...APB certainly means business in this encounter and has the young Exile in a whole heap of trouble. Exile starts to find his way back into the match and with Bartsch looking in trouble, its the turn of his buddies to do damage once more. With Clark, Nickles and Braddock out from earlier. Dylan powerslams Exile to the canvass. Matthews follows up with a punches to the face breaking Exile's nose. APB lays in a few boots as Black grabs Exile's North American title and lays it on his face. Matthews lays a chair across Exile and then Black hits a top rope leg drop!!!! Exile doesn't move as APB raises arms with his buddies despite the DQ loss. Winner, via DQ: Exile Match Time: 15m30s Match Rating: 4 Stars (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIAL BREAK.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK.) SC: What a classic Bartsch and Exile was...their 8 man war is set to explode. SJ: Well with rumours of an every person for themselves battle royal for the belt on May 19th...I am not surprised. SC: Rumours that seem to be coming very true Snoop, that May 19th Super Mayhem Show...will see a hell of a lot if not all the gold on the line. SJ: Including the big one baby! Phenom vs Jackson JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'LIES' - EVANESCENCE PLAYS* (BIG CROWD POP. IMAGES OF GEORGIE AND JACKSON ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T. WITH THE VARIOUS QUOTES JACKSON IS FAMED FOR DELIVERING ABOUT HIMSELF. THIS IS DONE IN A BLACK AND WHITE MONTAGE WITH HIM CAUSING NO END OF DESTRUCTION.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Rotterdam, Holland…weighing 277 pounds…Jackson!!! SC: Last week Jackson sent a hell of a message to the others in the match, by taking Boyd OUT OF THE MATCH. SJ: Only for Dorian Wong to spoil that party Scoop...I sense that its going to be a hell of a battle come Death or Glory...like a horse race with everyone trying to get their nose in front. JH: And his opponent... *'BODIES' - DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP. 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: One of the biggest and baddest men in the history of this company has a message tonight for Jackson and it could be his own version of welcome to the T.F.W.F.! SJ: And you can even see Jackson looking at Phenom with a look of uncertainty as these two power houses collide. FINISH...Match of the night between the wiley veteran Phenom and the ever present new veteran Jackson. Jackson seems to be cooking like something we haven't seen from his so far and dominates Phenom early on, but the experience of a T.F.W.F. ring becomes more and more apparent with Phenom. Jackson makes a mistake and Phenom capatilizes with a 'Final Destination'. Jackson gets his leg hooked and the referee counts three. Jackson kicks out right after three and cannot believe the decsion as Phenom and him go nose to nose and commence a shoving match. As they do, Kirsta Lewis springs from the crowd and delivers her famed 'HBK' kick right to the back of Phenom's head. The big man goes down like a sack of spuds as Lewis backs up the ramp making a boohoo face at Jackson who is left in the ring wondering if Lewis saved him...or embarrassed him. Winner, via pinfall: Phenom Match Time: 15m22s Match Rating: 5 Stars (THE SCENE CUTS BACKSTAGE FROM RINGSIDE TO A SHOT OF IAN MONKS STANDING IN A ROOM TALKING WITH A PERSON WEARING A “MAKE-A-WISH” FOUNDATION SHIRT AND A SICKLY LOOKING KID HOOKED UP TO AN AIR TANK AND SITTING IN A WHEEL CHAIR. HE IS WEARING HIS “ICONIC” SHIRT FROM AUTUMN ANNIHILATION 8 AND IS HOLDING A FALLEN ANGEL ACTION FIGURE IN ONE HAND, AND AN OLD PIMP IN FIGURE IN THE OTHER. HE’S PRETENDING TO MAKE THEM FIGHT WHEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN THE DOOR TO THE ROOM FLINGS OPEN AND IN WALKS THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER, FALLEN ANGEL. THE FACE OF THE KID LIGHTS UP LIKE HE FOUND OUT THAT HE’S GETTING THE CHANCE TO LIVE AS THE CAREER KILLER STEPS INTO THE ROOM. ANGEL WALKS RIGHT BY THE KID, WHO IS JUST BEAMING AND UP TO IAN MONKS AND THE MAKE A WISH GUY.) FA: Alright, so where’s this dieing kid who just has to meet me before he dies? MAW: He’s right there in the wheelchair behind you, Mr. Angel. (ANGEL TURNS BACK TOWARD THE KID, TAKES A STEP BACKWARD AND COVERS HIS MOUTH.) FA: He isn’t contagious is he? MAW: No, you or I could be around him without… FA: Yeah, yeah, that’s great junior. (ANGEL EYES UP THE KID, SPOTTING THE ICONIC SHIRT.) FA: What the hell is he wearing? MAW: What do you mean? It’s just his favorite wrestling shir… (ANGEL PROCEEDS TO KICK THE KIDS WHEEL CHAIR OVER AND PICKS UP HIS ICONIC ACTION FIGURES AND BREAKS IT INTO TWO. HE THEN GRABS THE FALLEN ANGEL TOY AND POCKETS IT. THE KID IS ON THE GROUND CRYING AND THE MAKE A WISH GUY IS TRYING TO HELP THE KID UP.) FA: Anybody who wants to talk to me, dieing or not, and wants MY action figure had damn well better be wearing my stuff! The stuff of legends! (THE KID IS FINALLY UP AND BACK IN HIS WHEEL CHAIR AS ANGEL STORMS OUT OF THE ROOM, STILL HOLDING THE KID’S ANGEL ACTION FIGURE.) (THE ACTION CUTS TO THE OFFICE OF THE TFWF OWNER IAN MONKS. THE CROWD IN THE ARENA BOO AS WE SEE THE TFWF LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, JOSE RAMON, STANDING IN FRONT OF THE OWNER'S DESK WITH HIS TITLE BELT AROUND HIS WAIST. BEHIND RAMON ON THE WALL ARE A NUMBER OF GRAPHS AND CHARTS AND RAMON ALSO HAS A POWER POINT PRESENTATION SET UP. MONKS LOOKS ON CONFUSED AS WE JOIN RAMON MID SENTENCE.) JR: …so as you can see from my presentation today, all the data indicators are showing us that, in the current climate, taking into account the fans wishes, the skills of the TFWF wrestlers and the global credit crunch…there is no one in the TFWF who could possibly be the number one contender to my Light Heavyweight Title! (MONKS LOOKS EXASPERATED AS RAMON POINTS TO ANOTHER GRAPH.) JR: Now, if you would care to look at the flow of this graph, you will see that… (MONKS HAS HIS HEAD IN HIS HANDS IN DISBELIEF BEFORE CUTTING RAMON OFF.) IM: Shut up! You're facing Eaton Gore, like I said twenty minutes ago and that's my FINAL decision! The Title will be on the line on May 19th, now get your crap together and get out, NOW! (RAMON LOOKS ANNOYED BUT DOESN'T TRY TO ARGUE. HE PACKS UP HIS CHARTS AND GRAPHS AND TURNS TO LEAVE THE ROOM, WHEN SUDDENLY THE DOOR FLIES OPEN, SMACKING RAMON RIGHT IN THE HEAD! RAMON DROPS HIS PAPERS AND LOOKS EXTREMELY ANNOYED.) JR: You damn stupid oaf watch where you're going, I could have… (AS RAMON LOOKS UP HE SEES IT IS IN FACT EPSILON WHO HAS OPENED THE DOOR AND CRACKED HIM IN THE HEAD. IMMEDIATELY RAMON'S EXPRESSION CHANGES TO A BIG FAKE SMILE.) JR: Ah Eppi my friend! I didn't realise it was you. What do you say we go get some ice cream? I know just what kind of flavour you would like…buddy! (EPSILON LOOKS DELIGHTED AS RAMON USHERS HIM QUICKLY OUT THE DOOR AS IAN MONKS LOOKS ON FROM BEHIND HIS DESK AND SHAKES HIS HEAD.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: What an absolute disgrace from Fallen Angel, he has become so consumed with his status of being a legend and winning the World title again. SJ: That stuff from Iconic was junk anyways.... SC: I am pretty sure not everyone in the T.F.W.F. thinks that Snoop, Iconic has got a lot of admirers. Skylar Kelly vs Torch (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'BEAUTIFUL DISASTER' - 311 PLAYS* (DECENT 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: Last week we saw Torch get himself right into this match and it seems at rather large logger heads with one...Skylar Kelly... SJ: Kelly laughs in the face of danger and then urinates on its cousin fear! SC: (sigh) JH: And his opponent... *'SUPER MAN THEME PLAYS* (MEGA CROWD HEAT. KELLY WALKS ONTO THE STAGE WITH IMAGES OF THE SUPERMAN LOGO PLAYING ON HIS T.A.T. SCREEN BEHIND HIM HE DOESNT LOOK AT ALL PLEASED WITH THE RECEPTION HE GETS, BUT WALKS DOWN THE AISLE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Atlanta, Georgia...weighing 218 pounds...Skylar Kelly!!! SC: With Boyd gone...with whats his name gone...with Pariah the Hutt stuck in a lazy boy eating crumbs out of his own beard...here stands the final member left of the original Illuminati...what the hell are you doing? SJ: Paying tribute to the man (sniff) SC: SIT DOWN AND STOP SALUTING HIM! FINISH...Kelly and Torch obviously have no love lost as the two turn a wrestling match into an outright brawl battling back and forth. Torch commands a good portion of the match, but a low blow by Kelly allows him some offense as well. The turning point comes when Kelly cannot connect with an 'Acid Based Ego Trip', Torch escapes and hits a '3rd Degree Burn' hooking the leg for the three. He stands there happy and it joined by Aaron Roberts in the ring for a beer, but Kelly sweeps the leg of Torch and Roberts grabbing the beer bottles which has smashed, he jabs them both in the face of the two Haven members before spitting on them like a spoiled brat. Winner, via pinfall: Torch Match Time: 11m33s Match Rating: 3 Stars (HYPE VIDEO: WEMBLEY, LONDON, ENGLAND…D.O.G. 2008. ANNOUNCEMENT OF CROSS VS ONLEE, THE 'BITTER FRIENDS' MATCH, 8 MAN TAG MATCH, RAMON VS GORE. MOTORHEAD DEATH OR GLORY SONG PLAYS THROUGH THE SPEAKERS) (MAHONEY WAITS PATIENTLY OUTSIDE OF THE HUNTER LOCKER ROOM. HUNTER EXITS HIS LOCKER ROOM. IN FULL COWBOY HAT AND JACKET. HE LOOKS STRESSED OUT. PER USUAL.) MM: Mr.Hunter, you requested an interview. IH: Well, not so much an interview as a way to get the point out. I know a lot of people have been wondering what's going on with the Peacemaker kidnapping and I know that a lot have turned my way. Well, I proved the doubters wrong last week. Anybody with half a brain would realize that all signs point one direction. Tremere. As much as I don't give a crap about Maker, or his well being, he held some important answers to questions. I am not done with him, and whatever I have to get through, WHO ever I have to get through, to get to those answers, I am going to get to them. Guess Tremere just put himself as next on the list. MM: Yes, but how can you be so sure it's Tremere? I mean, as much as I can understand your viewpoint, we never got the full answers from Michael Norcia. IH: Look, Mahoney. I am 100%. Tremere is your culprit. He's been gunning for me and my title just recently and my Hardcore title. He wants a shot? Well, he's going to get it at Death or Glory 2008. Perhaps, it'll solve both our problems...and next week...he can also meet me in the ring! MM: Mr. Hunter. It's said on the grapevi... (HUNTER IGNORING MAHONEY STEPS BACK INTO HIS LOCKER ROOM. HE THEN SLAMS THE DOOR BEHIND HIM.) (MAYHEM MOMENT: TREMERE DESTROYED BY IZIAH HUNTER.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Tremere vs. Hunter next week on Mayhem and you have to wonder Snoop...is Hunter barking up the wrong tree? SJ: Treemere? SC: Idiot... Jonnah Street/Aaron Roberts vs Kirsta Lewis/Dorian Wong (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *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: A real fan favourite with this crowd...one fourth of the deadly Hardcore Haven finds himself in the running for a little bit of title action come June 23rd. SJ: Bah...this snake has no slither... JH: And his partner... *LAPDANCE' - N.E.R.D. PLAYS* (BIG ASS 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…Jonnah 'The House' Street!!! SC: Jonnah Street looking to make a major statement here tonight Snoop. SJ: Major indeed Scoop...I just hope he doesn't realize him and his bitch mom threw it all away with Dorian... JH: And their opponents... *'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...he is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Dorian Wong!!! SC: Look at the sarcastic look he gives Street... SJ: Daddy is disappointed... SC: WILL YOU STOP! JH: And his partner... *'ANIMALS' - NICKELBACK PLAYS* (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: We spoke of the Illuminati earlier...but truth be told the Hellcat has never needed anyone to watch her back. SJ: Sex and Success that is what she is Scooper... FINISH...Great tag match as Wong and Lewis have some sort of sick partnership on show against a bloodied face of Aaron Roberts and Street who seems over eager to make Wong and Lewis pay. The youngsters over eagerness costs him as he misses a shot on Lewis, whom makes the tag to Wong. Lewis connects with her famed finisher on Roberts sending his face open again pouring with blood. Wong's 'Last Laugh' allows him to then make the cover soon after. Winners, via pinfall: Dorian Wong & Kirsta Lewis Match Time: 13m12s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars After the match, Lewis spins around and nails Wong with that superkick right in the mush as she backs up the ramp happy with her nights work, she spins around to find Jackson waiting there. He grabs her by the throat and chokeslams her on the ramp. Standing over her he picks up the Intercontinental title and nods in approval before dropping in on her lifeless body. (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.) Manny Rodriguez vs Mike Mitchell (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall... *'SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST' - SALIVA PLAYS* (MIXED REACTION SURPRISINGLY. JAYDEN WALKS ONTO STAGE WITH HIS HALF OF THE BELTS AND HOLDS IT UP HIGH. MANNY COMES ONTO STAGE WITH THE BELT AROUND HIS WAIST SHUFFLING ON THE SPOT BOXING STYLE AND THROWING ELBOWS AND PUNCHES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Long Beach, California...weighing 235 pounds...he is one half of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions...Manny Rodriguez!!! SC: Manny looking focused for this match...and you cannot believe the implosion this has caused in the aMc, to the extent even Street won't talk about it. SJ: Well, Mitchell if he wasn't such a fan of himself none of this would have happened... SC: Snoop, a ridiculous claim...Mike has dont nothing to warrant this abuse from the Novas. JH: And his opponent... *'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: Mike Mitchell what must be going threw his mind...his reputation maybe at stake as he sees how much the Novas have got into his business. SJ: Project Nova have had the Flawless Connections' success thrown down their throats everyday week...they have the right to be pissed off Scoop. FINISH...If any match was about to surpass Jackson and Phenom, this came close. Knight plays his part at ringside causing the obvious distraction and allowing the MMA specialist Manny to show Mike a thing or two, but Mike once more proves to be just that little bit better on the night, he escapes a Manny attempted German suplex which allows him to execute the 'Flawless Execution'. He gets a cover and Jayden cannot pull Mitchell's leg off quicker to stop the count. Winner, via pinfall: Mike Mitchell Match Time: 16m23s Match Rating: 4 Stars (HYPE VIDEO: SUPER MONDAY MAYHEM SHOW WHERE JAMES ONLEE WILL MEET FALLEN ANGEL ONE ON ONE) (IN THE RING JAYDEN KNIGHT IS NOW HOLDING A MICROPHONE AND HIS HALF OF THE TAG TITLES AS RODRIGUEZ RECOVERS NEAR THE ROPES. MITCHELL IS MAKING HIS WAY BACK TOWARDS THE BACKSTAGE AREA.) JK: MITCHELL!!!! (THE CROWD CHEER AS MITCHELL LOOKS BACK AROUND.) JK: Let's cut to the chase Purist...we are standing here...THE T.F.W.F. TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...No matter what happens...we are the Champions and we want...no...we demand you come back here and tell all these people that you recognize this... (MOTIONS BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM) JK:...to be the Worlds Greatest Tag Team... (HE PAUSES.) JK: Ever... (MITCHELL PONDERS FOR A MOMENT AND THEN SHAKES HIS HEAD, HE STARTS TO GO BACK TOWARDS THE BACK.) JK: So this is the great Mike Mitchell...too proud to tell his fans...our fans... (MIXED REACTION.) JK: That his legacy alongside Rhys Pect has been passed...surpassed like none other by us. Come on Mitchell...respect is earned...and we have earned it and you KNOW IT! (MITCHELL STANDS FOR A MOMENT AND WALKS BACK TOWARDS THE RING THE CROWD POP LIKE MAD AS HE GETS BACK IN AND IS HANDED HIS OWN MICROPHONE.) MM: You know Jayden...when your the greatest...you don't have to keep asking if your the greatest...YOU KNOW YOU ARE THE GREATEST. What does it mean to you and Manny for me to say it. JK: It means...for these people out there...there is no doubt Mike. We won these belts for the 3rd time and we have had the legacy of the Flawless Connection shoved in our faces ever since. So I say to you...admit it now! (MITCHELL PAUSES FOR A MOMENT AGAIN.) MM: No.... (THE CROWD GO CRAZY, JAYDEN DROPS THE MICROPHONE, HE SPITS AT MIKE AND THEN GOES TO SHOVE HIM WHEN... *'GRAVEMAKERS & GUNSLINGERS' - COHEED AND CAMBIRA PLAYS* (THE CROWD LITERALLY SCREAM THE RAFTERS TO SHAKING POINT. RHYS PECT IN STREET CLOTHES WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE WASTES NO TIME MAKING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING. MITCHELL EYES HIM WITH SOME CONCERN. KNIGHT HAS BEEN RESTRAINED BY RODRIGUEZ WHO HAS HANDED HIM THE MICROPHONE BACK.) RP: I was sitting in the back...and then realized Jayden...you forgot to send my invite in the mail...so I felt gate crashing the party was in order... (CROWD POP.) RP: You see there is no point talking to Mike here about the legacy of the Flawless Connection...when you are missing one important thing...the other half to the Connection...PRO ACTIVE RHYS PECT! (ANOTHER ROAR FROM THE CROWD.) RP: Mike and me haven't seen eye to eye for a long time...put our careers on the line to end the other ones...but when its said and done...I respect him and he respects me...because at one time what we had...was something this federation has NEVER EVER SEEN BEFORE! (EVERYONE IN THE ARENA ARE ON THEIR FEET.) RP: A CONNECTION...PROJECT NOVA...AND A DAMN FLAWLESS ONE AT THAT! (THE CROWD START CHANTING 'ONE MORE MATCH' OVER AND OVER AGAIN. PECT AND MITCHELL SHARE A GLANCE, BUT ITS KNIGHT THAT INTERPUTS THEM.) JK: You hear these people...how bout it...Death or Glory 2008...one more match... (THE CROWD ARE SERIOUSLY GOING CRAZY IN THE RING.) JK: If you are Flawless...let this not be the black mark on your name boys... ('ONE MORE MATCH' CHANTS ECHO OVER AND OVER AGAIN.) MM: You got to ask yourself...if its worth it to us... (MITCHELL LOOKS AT PECT. PECT NODS THE CROWD ERRUPT.) MM: And you better believe that IT IS! SC: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!! LISTEN TO THIS PLACE! JK: So let's do it how they do it best...our match...and your match...TLC... RP: Sounds good... SC: I cannot believe what I am seeing four of the greatest tag team wrestlers of all time have booked the DREAM MATCHES OF ALL DREAM MATCHES RIGHT HERE AND NOW!!! (MANNY STEPS FORWARD.) MR: I am a man of few words...but I think we seal this the only way we know how... (HE OFFERS HIS HAND, JUST AS THE TWO TEAMS LOOK TO PUT THE DIFFERENCES TO ONESIDE OVER THE LAST FEW WEEKS THE T.A.T. AND SPEAKERS PIPES UP.) *'WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE' - GUNS AND ROSES PLAYS* SC: What the sam hell... (THE CROWD CHEER LIKE MAD. TIGER YOUNG WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ALSO IN STREET CLOTHES LITERALLY STOPPING THE HANDSHAKE LIKE SOME SORT OF PANTO. HE ALREADY HAS A MICROPHONE.) TY: Well how the fuck...are all of you... (CROWD GO MAD AGAIN. TIGER SCRATCHES THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD.) TY: You know for weeks and weeks I have been scratching my head wondering what I am going to do for Death or Glory 2008 and something niggling at the back of my mind has been this little foursome here tonight... SC: No...no...I don't... SJ: You thining what I am thinking... TY:...because when you are talking TLC...your talking CHAIRS...LADDERS...AND GOD DAMN IT TRICYCLES!!!! SC: IT IS IT IS!!!!!! TY: AND NOBODY DOES TRICYCLES QUITE LIKE....ONE TAG TEAM...THE EXTREME PLAYERS!!!!!! SC: HOLY SHIT! SJ: WOW!!!!!! *'IN THE END' - LINKIN PARK PLAYS* (THE CROWD ARE GOING MENTAL AS DA GREMLIN CYCLES ONTO STAGE ON HIS RED AND WHITE TRICYCLE. HE GETS TO HIS FEET AND SMILES TO THE CROWD. THE PLACE IS...OFF...THE HOOK.) DG: G'day... (CROWD POP.) TY: Seems these four guys are talking the greatest Tag Team of all time buddy... DG: That it does man...and you got to wonder to make this TLC equation if they left out one important piece... (IN UNISON THE TWO FAKE THINK BY PUTTING THEIR HANDS ON THEIR CHINS AND GOING 'HMMMM' GREMLIN HOLDS HIS HANDS UP LIKE A LIGHT BULB HAS GONE OFF.) DG: Well stone me Tiger...aren't we considered one of the greatest Tag Teams of all time. TY: I think your right Grems... DG: Well what the blinking hell are we waiting for...fancy one more boogey in Wembley baby? TY: Be a shame not too... DG: Cause you see before their was the Novas...before their was the FC...their was the Players...THE EXTREME PLAYERS! TY: And whether we are making lists...or kicking asses...one thing is apparent... DG/TY: WE PLAY TO THE...EXTREME! (ALL OF A SUDDEN A LOAD OF ORANGE AND GREEN CONFETTI OF THE PLAYERS FALLS FROM THE CEILING. THE NOVAS NOD IN AGREEMENT. EVEN THE FLAWLESS CONNECTION AFFORD A SLY SMILE...AS THE THREE GREATEST TAG TEAMS IN THE HISTORY OF THE 10 YEARS OF THE T.F.W.F., MEET FOR ONE...NIGHT...ONLY) SC: SET IN STONE UNBELIEVALBE A 'TLC' MATCH FOR THE WORLD TAG TEAM TITLES FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY THE FLAWLESS CONNECTIONS AND THE EXTREME PLAYERS WILL REUNITE TO FACE THE TEAM OF TODAY...3 TIME WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS PROJECT NOVA! HOW IN THE HELL DO YOU TOP THAT!!!! SJ: .... SC: SNOOP IS SPEECHLESS HERE FOLKS...WHAT A MAYHEM SO FAR... (THE ACTION ONCE AGAIN CUTS BACKSTAGE, THIS TIME THE CROWD ERUPTS WITH MEGA HEAT AS JAMES ONLEE APPEARS ON THE TOTALLY ACTION TRON, HOLDING HIS WORLD TITLE BELT TIGHT AGAINST HIS SHOULDER. HE IS STANDING THERE, LOOKING SMUG BY HIS STANCE. OZZY FINCH ADDRESSES HIM.) OF: James Onlee, earlier tonight we watched as Sebastian Cross took off from the arena after an accusation from Fallen Angel that his family may not be alright. What exactly was it that you did that caused him to run so frantically out of the building? JO: What did I do, Ozzy? I did nothing, am quite frankly am insulted that you would throw accusations around that I would do anything of the sort. OF: So you’re saying you had nothing to do with why Sebastian Cross left tonight? JO: All I’m saying is that I have to imagine that it might be pretty hard to get to Missouri tonight. I heard all the seats going that direction were sold out. (JAMES ONLEE LAUGHS AND WALKS AWAY FROM OZZY TO FURTHER PREPARE FOR HIS NEXT MATCH.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: THE CROWD HERE STILL BUZZING ON THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THAT BLOCKBUSTER DEATH OR GLORY 2008 MATCH...PROJECT NOVA...VS THE FLAWLESS CONNECTION...VS THE EXTREME PLAYERS...ONE NIGHT ONLY TRICYCLES LADDERS AND CHAIRS MATCH FOR THE T.F.W.F. TAG TEAM TITLES... SJ: With those titles suspended above the ring...anything can happen. SC: Man oh man...let's go to Jaycee Hall for this special encounter...it will be Champion vs. Champion... NON TITLE - Champion vs Champion Iziah Hunter vs James Onlee (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a non title...Champion vs. Champion...match... *'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…he is the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...Iziah 'The Judge' Hunter!!! SC: No secret that next week Tremere and Hunter come head to head again with the Champion once more saying he will beat the answers he believes Tremere holds out of him... SJ: Maybe he needs to remember that Tremere is no damn push over Scoop...multi time Hardcore Champion as well. JH: And his opponent... *'SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (INCREDIBLE 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…The Reverend James Onlee!!! SC: The man who has found himself to be the most destructive and controversial Champion in sometime...he will do anything to win...some say Snoop he is insane. SJ: Insane? Or just a man with complete clarity...remember Jesus was crucified for being a blashemer... SC: How dare you compare... SJ:...Oh I dare Scoop...because whatever you think...there is something about this man...The Reverend James Onlee...our World Champion... FINISH...An incredible Main Event between the World Champion and one of the hottest prospects in the T.F.W.F. at this time. Hunter and Onlee seem to be on a mission to out submit the other as it turns into a mat battle of mat battles, the tide is turned however, when the T.A.T. springs to life with an image of Michael tied up and gagged screaming under intense pressure. Hunter finds himself distracted just long enough for Onlee to deliver a ddt followed by the 'Deliverance'. He spins around Hunter to watch the struggling Michael on the T.A.T. as Hunter eventually passes out leaving the sick and twisted Onlee the victor. As Onlee leaves ringside, a shot of Tremere in the crowd bandaged from earlier can be seen with a wry smile on his face. Winner, via submission: James Onlee Match Time: 18m55s Match Rating: 4 Stars (END SHOW.)