DATE : Mon 27th October 2008 Monday Mayhem - from Trenton, New Jersey- Sovereign Bank Arena
[FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTSOF LAST WEEK ARE SHOWN INCLUDING THE BRUTAL ATTACK BY FALLEN ANGEL AND TCK ON SANDY MAKEL. WE ALSO SEE THE NORTH AMERICAN TITLE SITUATION AND THE ELIMINATION TABLES MATCH FOR AA9 BEING ANNOUNCED WITH AARON ROBERTS AND SCORPIO AS THE FIRST TWO ENTRANTS. WE ALSO SEE THE RETIREMENT ANNOUNCEMENT BY TREMERE AND THE CONTINUAL PROBLEMS BETWEEN DORIAN WONG, MIKE MITCHELL AND JAMES ONLEE.] *'HARDCORE NIGHTS' - STARFISH PLAYS* (THE MONDAY MAYHEM THEME BLASTS THROUGH THE SPEAKERS AS THE AUDIENCE IN ATTENDANCE GOES WILD. SOME OF THE SIGNS READ "ROBERTS SINGING CURED MY COMA" "DORIAN WONG IS MY DAD" AND "CIVIL UNREST KICKS ASS". FINALLY THE CAMERA SETTLES ON THE ANNOUNCE TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES AT RINGSIDE.) SC: Hello everyone and welcome to TFWF Monday Night Mayhem!! We are coming to you live from the sold out Sovereign Bank Arena in New Jersey and folks, if you thought last week was insane, tonight is going to be off the charts. SJ: The only charts I’m interested in are Sandy Makel’s x-rays! What Fallen Angel and TCK did to him last week was brilliant! SC: It was brutal and it was completely uncalled for. I’m no fan of Sandy Makel but that man did not deserve to have his hands broken like that and all because Fallen Angel can’t handle the fact that Makel is the Golden Ticket holder and has some power over him. It’s sick. SJ: No one should hold any power over Fallen Angel, not if they want to keep their health anyway! Still with Makel out of action for a few weeks, we can concentrate on Sebastian Cross getting put through the ringer before AA9 and the World Title Iron Man Match. SC: And that long road continues for the World Champion as tonight Sebastian Cross faces off against the Intercontinental Champion, Dorian Wong! SJ: That’s one of the best matches Angel has booked since taking control of the TFWF. It could headline any PPV and tonight we’re going to see just what kind of pain Dorian Wong can inflict on the hero to the people! I can’t wait! SC: Well last week we saw an interesting turn in the Intercontinental Title situation with James Onlee practically winning the match for Dorian Wong against Mike Mitchell. Tonight Mitchell teams with Eaton Gore to take on James Onlee and ‘The Killer Queen’ Kirsta Lewis! SJ: I’m sure Mike is ready to tell everyone how he is whiter than white and how he had that match one because he’s a wrestling God, but the fact remains that James Onlee holds the fate of those who oppose him in his hands and if he wants to crush them he will. Tonight, Mitchell and Gore get crushed! SC: We’ve got two title matches tonight in New Jersey. How do you see the Hardcore Title match going as Georgie Nickles defends against Manny Rodriguez? SJ: I see Georgie getting her ass kicked. Simple as that. We know they’ve got issues with the Tag Team Titles but tonight it’s no rules and Manny is as dangerous as they come. Hopefully he doesn’t mess her up too bad, otherwise I won’t have anything to think about while I’m… SC: Whoa, stop right there! God damn it we need to get you neutered or something. Ok, back on track, they had a sing off last week that enraged Fallen Angel and this week they face off in a match, Aaron Roberts versus Scorpio, what’re your thoughts? SJ: First off Scorpio should never sing again, ever. Aaron Roberts is the only rock star in the TFWF and I’m happy for it to stay that way. As far as the match goes, I’m happy if either of them win and they leave the ring as friends! SC: Those two might not be able to hit the high notes, but two men who can hit all the high spots are Jose Ramon and Kent Clark. SJ: That’s probably the most cheese you’ve ever used in this introduction, well done! Here’s hoping that Ramon can beat the living hell out of Clark because that kid is more annoying than that rash I had back in ’98. You remember the one I caught in Hamburg? SC: Yeah I remember. I wish I didn’t, but I do. How about the battle of the big men for the gold? Tank tries once again to take the North American Title from Randal Dylan, something that a lot of people have tried and failed to do. SJ: They are both animals, no doubt about it. Tank is all smash mouth force whereas Dylan likes to use his mind a bit more. Dylan has to be a candidate for most improved wrestler in the TFWF, he’s had that North American Title four times and he defends it nearly every week. I think tonight he’ll be walking in and out with the gold! SC: And in the opening contest it’s the P.O.W team of Ness and Torin Justice taking on Legion and APB. SJ: Ness and Justice want to put APB in the ground, especially after last week. Legion is just in the wrong place at the wrong time. If he’s got any sense, he’ll get out of there and let the POW put APB out for good! SC: It’s a block buster night folks and I’m sure we’re in for more major talking points as we head towards AA9 in a few short weeks. Now I’m getting word in my headset that there’s something happening in the parking lot, so let’s take it to our camera crew outside! (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (WE CUT TO OUTSIDE THE ARENA, IT’S ALMOST COMPLETELY DARK IN THE PARKING LOT, SAVE FOR A FEW STREET LIGHTS TO GUIDE THE WAY. WE SEE FALLEN ANGEL STANDING UNDER ONE SUCH STREET LIGHT, A LARGE CIGAR IN HIS HAND AND A COUPLE OF TFWF SECURITY STAFF STANDING GUARD. WE MOVE CLOSER AS ANGEL LOOKS FROM SIDE TO SIDE, OBVIOUSLY WAITING FOR SOMEONE BUT NOT ENTIRELY COMFORTABLE WITH HIS PRESENT SITUATION. SUDDENLY WE HEAR A STRANGE SOUND, THE SOUND OF BELLS CHIMING AND THEN A SPINNING TOP APPEARS FROM THE DARKNESS NEXT TO FALLEN ANGEL. HE EYES IT SUSPICIOUSLY AS THE BELLS CONTINUE TO CHIME, LIKE SLEIGH BELLS AT CHRISTMAS. FROM OUT OF NOWHERE JACK AND THEN JILL, THE DEMENTED ‘CHILDREN’ OF DORIAN WONG CARTWHEEL OUT OF THE DARKNESS AND PAST FALLEN ANGEL. HE SHAKES HIS HEAD AND CALLS OUT INTO THE COLD NIGHT AIR.) FA: Alright Wong, fun’s over. Come out and let’s talk. (IT DOESN’T TAKE LONG FOR THE BONE CHILLING CHUCKLE OF DORIAN WONG TO ECHO AROUND THE PARKING LOT AND AFTER A MOMENT OR TWO HE STEPS OUT OF THE SHADOWS, JACK AND JILL KNEELING AT EITHER SIDE OF HIM. HE AND FALLEN ANGEL STARE AT EACH OTHER FOR A FEW MOMENTS BEFORE WONG GRINS AND WALKS CLOSER.) DW: Good evening Angel, I trust we didn’t startle you? FA: I’m used to the tricks of the trade Wong, you don’t scare me. DW: Well then I really must try harder. (ANGEL TAKES A LONG DRAG OF HIS CIGAR AS WONG SMIRKS AND CRICKS HIS NECK SLIGHTLY. ANGEL LETS THE SMOKE OUT SLOWLY BEFORE REPLYING TO THE MADMAN.) FA: Ok, you asked for this meeting, what do you want? DW: That’s what I like about you Angel, all business and always straight to the point. It’s simple really. I’m a believer that one good turn deserves another. Now tonight you’ve asked me to hurt Sebastian Cross and as someone who takes great pride in his work, I can assure you that Mr Cross will indeed feel pain, more pain than he’s felt in quite some time. FA: Excellent. DW: Now here’s where your good turn comes in. Last week I was most unhappy with the outcome of my match with Mike Mitchell. I wanted to show him how fruitless and pathetic his values and efforts are and instead…instead it was ruined by James Onlee. FA: So what do you want? DW: I want Mitchell and I want Onlee at Autumn Annihilation 9. I’m sick of these games and this never ending parade we are on. I want to finish it and I’ve done some deep thinking on this Angel and there’s only one match I can see that will end this once and for all. One match where I can make my point loudly and clearly to Mr Mitchell and Mr Onlee. FA: Go on. DW: An X-Cage Match! It’s brutality is almost romantic and it’s structure just demonic enough to spike my interests. What do you say? (ANGEL SMIRKS AT THE DEMENTED WONG BEFORE TOSSING HIS CIGAR AWAY AND EXTENDING HIS HAND.) FA: You help me tonight and I help you deal with Onlee and Mitchell. You want the match at AA9? It’s yours. (THAT SINISTER GRIN OF WONG’S RETURNS AS HE BEGINS TO CACKLE MANICALLY.) DW: Thank you. I almost can’t wait until AA9! It’s going to be a sight to behold! Dorian’s Playground if you will. FA: Sure thing Wong, just don’t forget, tonight I want Cross to bleed. (THE TWO MEN LAUGH, SHAKE HANDS AND THEN MAKE LEAVE IN OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS. WE LINGER FOR A MOMENT OR TWO AND THEN OUT OF THE SHADOWS STEPS JAMES ONLEE. HE STANDS FOR A MOMENT OR TWO, CONTEMPLATING THE WORDS OF ANGEL AND WONG AND NO DOUBT HIS NEXT MOVE. JUST AS SUDDENLY HE STEPS BACK INTO THE SHADOWS AND IS GONE.) (ACTION RETURNS TO RINGSIDE.) SC: A deal with the devil is signed. SJ: Yeah, but which one is the devil? SC: Good question. Around here it’s sometimes hard to tell. Well folks we’ve got our opening match coming up just after this. [HYPE VIDEO FOR AA9: INCLUDING IRON MAN MATCH BETWEEN SEBASTIAN CROSS AND FALLEN ANGEL, THE X-CAGE MATCH FOR THE IC TITLE AND THE LAST MAN STANDING MATCH FOR THE LHW TITLE BETWEEN EXILE AND JOSE RAMON AND THE CIRCLE OF BLOOD MATCH BETWEEN TORCH AND PHENOM.] Torin Justice/Ness vs Legion/APB (BELL SOUNDS.) JH: This is your opening contest of the night and is a tag team match scheduled for one fall…introducing first… *'PASSIVE' - A PERFECT CIRCLE PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD HEAT. TORIN JUSTICE WALKS ONTO THE RAMP AND LOOKS AROUND WITH A MENACING GRIN ON HIS FACE BEFORE GOING TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from New Orleans, Louisiana...weighing 230 pounds...Torin Justice!!! SC: Justice has been making his intentions known, success in the TFWF at any cost. SJ: That’s why he’s aligned with POW. He knows they will do whatever it takes to get to the top of this company. JH: And his partner… *'TERRA IN BLACK' - ALISEAN PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. IMAGES OF NESS DESTROYING HIS OPPONENTS WITH WRECKLESS INTENT IS SHOWN.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Parts Unknown...weighing 240 pounds...Ness!!! SC: The POW looks stronger than ever with Ness at the helm with Seth Black, let’s see if tonight he can turn that perception into reality with a win. SJ: Oh there’s going to be nothing but a win. I mean the guy is named after a Scottish loch and no one is tougher than the Scottish! JH: And their opponents…first… *'EMER-GENT-CY - GREENERY PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. MISTY LEADS LEGION WHO WALKS WITH AUTHORITY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Misty Evans...from parts unknown...weighing 240 pounds...Legion!!! SC: A big night for Legion, he wants to show he can compete in the TFWF and tonight he’s in there with some real rising stars looking to do just the same! SJ: If he can focus, he can go far, but carrying the old codger he’s got for a partner tonight might slow him down! JH: And his partner… *’MR. DISASTER’ – THE MADHATS PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. 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: A veteran wrestler who is looking to prove that he can still make an impact at this stage in his career. If anyone can do that, it’s APB. SJ: Not a chance in hell! He’s lucky he hasn’t been mounted in an exhibit in a museum! FINISH…A pretty poor match all round with Torin Justice and Legion looking pathetic in their in-ring efforts. The match is dominated by Ness and APB who both look in great form. The match finishes with Legion clotheslining both himself and Ness over the top to the floor. This allows APB to plant Justice with the ‘All Points Bulletin’ for the 3 count for his team. WINNERS, VIA PINFALL: APB and Legion MATCH TIME: 4.43 MATCH RATING: 2 STARS After the match Seth Black sprints down the ramp with a chair in hand. He slides into the ring and swings at APB who is able to duck out the way and nail Black with right hands!! Ness slams Legion into the ring barricade and slides into the ring but James Matthews appears from the back. Ness and Black look to take out APB but Matthews grabs the chair and swings, but Ness and Black get out of the ring just in time. The four men stare each other down as the crowd cheer on APB and Matthews. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE) (MOST TAILORS DON'T HAVE A PIPE IN THEIR MOUTH, OR A SCOTTISH HAT, OR A KILT. BUT, THIS IS A TRUE SCOTSMAN OF A TAILOR. HE IS HELPING GORE FIT HIS KILT ON.) ST: So, ye din like to keep up with yer authenticity, aye? EG: Yes, I do. ST: Oh, so you think yer a Scotsman now! EG: Well, not really, but I think I can keep the spirit of Loch Ness going. I am the European champion, after all. ST: Aye, What makes you think you can be a Scotsman? May I inquire you that, ya pansy? EG: Well, if you look up my kilt, I'm sure you can attest to my regard to authenticity! (THE CAMERA PANS FROM GORE'S FROM TO GORE'S BACK. OUR SCOTSMAN FRIEND LIFTS UP THE FRONT OF HIS KILT FROM THE UNSEEN SIDE. HE THEN IS KNOCKED BACK AS THE PIPE FALLS OUT OF HIS MOUTH. DROPPING THE SIDE OF THE KILT BACK DOWN WHERE IT BELONGS SO THE CAMERA CAN PAN BACK.) ST: Aye, you din wear no undie pants! EG: No, I will refuse! Even if the Brits come knocking at my door. With their muskets, and their fancy written word, and their soap. I will still say no! My genitals are free! Like the flowing grass over the winds of the hills! Not constrained like their buildings which are not made of mud! ST: Aye, guess ye are a true Scotsman! (JONNAH ENTERS THE ROOM. SEEING GORE DECKED IN FULL KILT AND SCOTTISH GARB. GREEN AND PLADDE. EXACTLY LIKE SCROOGE MCDUCK'S NEMISES FLINTHEART GLOMGOLD.) JS: What in the hell is wrong with you? EG: Specify, please. JS: Kilt Match? EG: Yes, I am the European champion. I respect Europe and it's traditions. JS: Look, I am not wearing a dress! EG: It's not a dress. It's a traditional garb that dates for thousands of years. Now, let me tell you, Scotland is a beautiful land. The kilt is a tradition celebrating the fact that Scotland hasn't changed at all for all those years. All Scotsman wear them, all of the time. Maybe, if you actually had a grasp of history and culture, like Headbutt McHaggis, the man whose name you spit on every day with your Judas-like treachery, you'd understand how important it is to all Scotsman that this match happens. JS: Gore, You're turning my fucking sport into a joke! EG: It's not a joke. The Kilt match, unlike a fast paced, fancy car driving, Vegas big shot like you would know, has actually been a Scottish Tradition for hundreds of years. At most Scottish wrestling shows, hosted in sheep pins outside of barns, the Kilt match has been a sacred tradition. Like masks in lucha, a kilt is what makes a Scottish wrestler who he is. Let me tell you of the first ever Kilt match. It was over a dispute when Nessy MacBeth's chickens were stolen by neighbour farmer, who lived about ten thousand mile's away, Kilts MacStonehenge. Nessy in turn stole his wife, which greatly resembled a farm animal. So they did as all Scots do, fought over it. It was an epic 5 hour battle which is said to have contained three hundred thousand variations of the hammerlock, and the worst longest sleeper, ranging at three hours. It was one of the greatest matches of all time. Shakespeare even wrote a play about it. Ever hear about MacBeth? JS: ...Now, you are really starting to get on my nerves with this... (SUDDENLY KIRSTA BARGES IN. SHE IS SARCASTICALLY DRESSED IN SCOTTISH ATTIRE ASWELL. EXCEPT A BIT SEXIER THAN GORE'S.) ST: Aye lassie, You call those rags Scottish! I can see they use machine sewing. Who're you trying to fool... (KIRSTA KNOCKS OUT THE TAILOR WITH 'HBE'.) EG: Oh, now this is personal! KL: Shut up, freak. Nice to see you here, boys. Well, one of you is wearing a dress, and one of you has been thoroughly mentally castrated by a clown, so I use that term loosely. I'd just like to come in to remind you. As hot as I'm looking right now, and as even hotter as I will look at AA9, Neither of you will have the pleasure of seeing this skirt drop! Gore... You might as well kiss this goodbye... (KIRSTA SAYS TAPPING ONTO THE EURO TITLE SLUNG OVER HIS SHOULDER. HE RESPONDS BY CRADLING IT LIKE A CHILD PROTECTIVELY.) JS: See it drop! Why would I need to drop it. I just lift it up and do my business. (THE CROWD POPS. SHE THEN GASPS AND WITH A RED FACE STORMS OUT. MUCH TOO ANGERED AT STREET'S GENERAL BOORISHNESS TO STICK AROUND.) EG: Hey, Jonnah, when my tailor wakes up. He said he'd get me a two for one deal. We can get our kilts fitted together. That way, we can coordinate for the match! We can call it a Kilt Party! We can get our kilts fitted, play a game of pin the tail on the sheep, and have haggis flavoured ice cream for desert! (STREET JUST SIGHS AND EXITS THE ROOM.) (THE SHOT CUTS TO ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE TO A SHOT OF OZZY FINCH STANDING BESIDE THE RECENTLY RETIRED TREMERE TO A BIG RESPONSE FROM THE CROWD IN THE ARENA. AS THE CAMERA SETTLES ON THE TWO FINCH FIRES OFF HIS FIRST QUESTION TO TREMERE.) OF: Tremere, last week we all watched as you did possibly the hardest thing you’ve ever had to do in your career, and that’s retire due to the heinous attack by Dorian Wong and James Onlee, and just before Autumn Annihilation 9. Can we get your thoughts? TR: Ozzy, you know from back last year when I was tormenting your former team of Project Nova alongside that wacko James Onlee that I would never quit unless I absolutely could not go on anymore, and to be honest, after all the years of chair shots, and explosions that i’ve taken I honestly didn’t believe the day would come when I would be put out by a couple of fucks like James Onlee and Dorian Wong, and while it was the hardest thing i’ve ever had to do, it killed me to retire last week. OF: And what about the X-Cage match at Autumn Annihilation? TR: I had planned on getting my third IC title run in that very match, Finch. I guess things sometimes don’t work out how you plan though. One thing you can plan on though is that I’m going to be there either way. I’m going to be in Mitchell’s corner for this thing, and i’m going to make sure that it doesn’t turn in to a handicap match on a true legend of this sport. (FROM OFF CAMERA WE HEAR THE FAMILIAR LAUGHTER OF JAMES ONLEE. TREMERE TURNS TOWARD HIM, LOOKING LIKE HE’S GOING TO RIP HIS HEAD OFF AS JAMES WALKS IN TO THE SHOT.) JO: Legend? After everything we’ve put him through and even after he failed to take Dorian’s title last week, you would still call him a legend? Ha! He’s a hack, a disgrace to this profession and to humanity. (WITH EACH WORD THAT COMES FROM JAMES’ MOUTH TREMERE LOOKS CLOSER AND CLOSER TO ATTACKING.) JO: And you look at you. Even after Dorian and I took you out of this game you’re still running your mouth about showing up to Autumn Annihilation. Tremere, you know me. You know the things i’m willing to do to get rid of someone once and for all. I showed you that when I helped retire you. If you stick your nose too far in to that cage at Autumn Annihilation, and interfere in my God’s work, you’ll find out exactly how Mr. Finch over here felt for most of last year, and just retirement will be the least of your worries. (AN INTENSE STARE DOWN FOLLOWS AS IT LOOKS THAT ANY SECOND TREMERE COULD SNAP. JAMES ONLEE STARTS TO LAUGH AGAIN KNOWING TREMERE CAN’T FIGHT BACK AND WALKS AWAY.) (ACTION COMES BACK TO RINGSIDE.) SC: Tremere will be in the corner of Mike Mitchell at AA9! I’m sure Mitchell will be more than happy to have an extra set of eyes watching out for Onlee and Wong for him! SJ: Yeah but it’s broken down and beaten up Tremere, what the hell is he going to do? SC: How about that confrontation with Gore, Street and Lewis? SJ: Gore is such a moron, he’s parading around backstage in a dress and he thinks that’s normal behaviour? SC: You know there is nothing normal about Eaton Gore. Ok folks, big grudge match between two men who have unfinished business with each other, let’s take it to the ring. TITLE - North American Randall Dylan (c) vs Tank (BELL SOUNDS.) JH: The following contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall and it is for the North American Title…introducing first… *'GREAT AMERICAN NIGHTMARE' - ROB ZOMBIE PLAYS* (CROWD POP. IMAGES OF A TANK BULLDOZING ITS WAY THROUGH A WALL IS SHOWN MIXED IN WITH SHOTS OF TANK BEATING THE CRAP OUT OF A HEAVY BAG IN THE GYM. TANK WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND SLAMS HIS FISTS INTO THE METAL GROUND BEFORE WALKING TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Fayetteville, Arkansas...weighing 276 pounds... Tank!!! SC: Tank looks focused tonight, he’s said in recent weeks he wants to get back on track and he wants that North American Title. SJ: The big lug can want all he wants. I want a threesome with Kirsta and Georgie, doesn’t mean it’s ever going to happen! JH: And his opponent… *’I DON’T BELIEVE A WORD’ – MOTORHEAD PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. THE WORDS ‘BACK AND BADDER THAN EVER’ FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T. AS RANDALL DYLAN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE WALKS TO THE RING REMOVING HIS LEATHER JACKET IN THE PROCESS. HE THRUSTS HIS ARMS INTO THE AIR AS HE READIES HIMSELF IN THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Boston, Massachusetts…weighing 297 pounds…he is the current DWIWF North American Champion…Randall Dylan!!! SC: There aren’t many wrestlers in the world who have had a better 2008 than Randal Dylan, he’s defended that Title against all comers and one it on four occasions! SJ: Dylan has a way with the ladies and a way with the gold! If only the ladies didn’t know about restraining orders I’m sure he’d be more happy! FINISH…A great match between two of the best big men in the sport today. Tank hits the ring like a house on fire and really takes the fight to Dylan. He uses his power and aggression to knock Dylan down time and time again. In a great spot Dylan is standing on the ring apron dazed and Tank charges, spearing him through the ropes and sending both big men to the floor to a massive crowd reaction! The match turns when Dylan uses the referee as a shield against Tank’s onslaught. Tank backs off for a second but Dylan punches him in the throat over the referee’s shoulder to some huge crowd heat. The match rages on with Dylan taking control, he takes Tank down and begins to work over his right knee. He keeps the pressure on with various submission attempts on Tank’s knee but he won’t tap out. Dylan keeps working over Tank but can’t seem to put the big man away. The match finishes when Scorpio and Aaron Roberts appear on the stage. The two start trying to out sing each other which has the crowd cracking up laughing but Dylan is distracted for a moment and Tank rolls him up from behind for the 3 count and the massive win!! WINNER, VIA PINFALL AND NEW DWIWF NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION: Tank MATCH TIME: 14.32 MATCH RATING: 3 ½ STARS The crowd are going nuts for Tank but Dylan is in a rage, he kicks away at Tank’s bad leg before grabbing the North American Title from the referee and slamming it down into Tank’s right knee. Roberts and Scorpio start brawling with each other at the top of the ramp as the crowd go nuts. Dylan backs off laughing and with the North American Title belt in hand as Tank lies on the match clutching at his leg. SC: Randal Dylan has done some serious damage to Tank’s knee here folks. He’s lost his Title but he’s leaving with the belt! SJ: Well maybe he didn’t realise he was pinned, or perhaps he’s going to get the belt nice and clean before giving it to Tank? SC: Are you nuts, he’s nearly broken his damn knee and now he’s leaving with the man’s Title. Folks, the North American Title scene is getting hotter by the week and now Dylan is getting into it with Roberts and Scorpio on the stage!! Ok, let’s go to the back while we restore some order and get Tank some medical help. (ACTION GOES BACK STAGE.) (WE CUT TO THE BACKSTAGE ARENA WHERE JOSE RAMON IS WALKING CARRYING HIS TRAVEL BAG AND CHATTING ON HIS MOBILE PHONE.) JR: Ok so you tell them that it’s 50k for an interview and if they want a photo shoot it’s 100k, 150 if they want me to take my shirt off. (RAMON HANGS THE PHONE UP AND LOOKS SUPER CONFIDENT WHEN SUDDENLY HE WALKS RIGHT INTO SOMEONE WEARING A JOSE RAMON MASK! HE LOOKS TO THE LEFT AND SPOTS ANOTHER ‘RAMON’ HE TURNS TO THE RIGHT AND THERE’S ANOTHER ‘RAMON!!’ JOSE LET’S OUT A LOUD SCREAM AND RUNS AWAY DOWN THE CORRIDOR AND TOWARDS HIS LOCKER ROOM SHOUTING AS HE GOES.) JR: Nooooo, it’s happening again!!!! (THE FIGURES WHO ALL LOOK LIKE RAMON SUDDENLY BURSTS OUT LAUGHING AND REMOVE THEIR MASKS TO REVEAL BRANDON WATKINS, KENT CLARK AND GEORGIE NICKLES UNDERNEATH THE MASKS.) BW: I can’t believe that dumbass actually had these masks made up. GN: The best part is he got 100,000 made for Halloween and only sold 3!! There’s a room full of boxes of these damn things at TFWF HQ! KC: Man that guy is dumber than this kid who told me that Gears of War 2 was better than COD4! What a muppet. I can’t wait to beat Jose later tonight! (THE CROWD ARE CIVIL UNREST ALL LAUGH AT THE STUPIDITY OF RAMON AS THE FOOTAGE CUTS TO ELSEWHERE BACKSTAGE.) (THE ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE TO THE INTERVIEW SET WHERE MAHONEY MACMILLAN IS STANDING BY. THE CAMERA THEN PANS OUT TO REVEAL HIS GUEST, THE REIGNING WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, SEBASTIAN CROSS. IN THE BACKGROUND, THE CROWD LETS OUT A MIGHTY ROAR AS THE INTERVIEW BEGINS.) MM: Ladies and gentlemen, the Undisputed World Champion, Sebastian Cross. Sebastian, last week following the main event, we saw Sandy Makel once again looking to cash in his golden ticket, and as a result we saw the despicable act on the part of Fallen Angel, breaking the hands of the man. Sebastian, as the reigning champion, obviously both of these men will be gunning for your title, so what is your take on the situation? (CROSS TURNS TO MAHONEY AND STARES HIM DOWN FOR A MOMENT BEFORE HE SPEAKS.) SC: To be perfectly honest with you, Macmillan, I’m not too concerned about Sandy Makel after what happened last week, and as far as Angel goes; hell, he did us both a favour. But if he wants to waste his time taking out the competition so he can come after me again, I say let him try. I beat him once, and if I have to, I’ll beat him again. (A THUNDEROUS ROAR GOES OUT IN THE CROWD. MAHONEY LOOKS TO MOVE ON, BUT CROSS CUTS HIM OFF.) SC: No, you see Mahoney, what I’m most concerned about tonight is my own match. The World Champion against the IC Champion. On paper, it doesn’t get much bigger than that, but the fact is that it actually is… Tonight, I’ve got a match against one of the sickest and sorriest sons of bitches to ever lace a pair of boots… A man who has made his reputation on toying with other people’s lives and playing mind games … And you know something, Macmillan, this past week he’s tried to do the same to me. (THE TONE OF THE INTERVIEW BECOMES EERILY QUIET AS THE CROWD IS JUST SITTING BACK IN AN AWED HUSH AT THE INTENSITY DISPLAYED BY SEBASTIAN CROSS AS HE CONTINUES.) SC: My mind is not the kind you want to play with Mahoney, and my life and my family are things that you don’t want to toy with, you understand me? MM: …Y-yes. Absolutely. SC: Good… Because I understand why this match was put together, Mahoney. It’s just one more attempt on the part of Fallen Angel to soften me up before AA9… But unfortunately for Fallen Angel, he picked the wrong man to play hitman… And unfortunately for Dorian Wong… He picked the wrong man to mess with. (WITH THAT, SEBASTIAN CROSS WALKS SLOWLY AND METHODICALLY OFF THE SET, DEADLY FOCUSED AS A ROAR GOES OUT IN THE CROWD AND A NERVOUS MAHONEY WRAPS THE INTERVIEW UP.) (ACTION COMES BACK TO RINGSIDE) SC: The World Heavyweight Champion is more than ready for the war with the Intercontinental Champion Dorian Wong tonight! This crowd are going nuts for the words of their hero! SJ: You call him confident. I call him stupid! Dorian Wong will do whatever it takes to hurt Cross tonight and trust me, Fallen Angel will be close by. SC: Well that’s coming up later tonight. Let’s take it to the ring where a battle of two of the best high flyers in the business is about to happen! Kent Clark vs Jose Ramon (BELL SOUNDS) JH: This match is a singles contest, scheduled for one fall…introducing first… *'HATE TO SAY I TOLD YOU SO' - THE HIVES PLAYS* (BIG HEEL HEAT. THE WORDS 'JEALOUS...YOU SHOULD BE' FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T.. JOSE RAMON COCKILY WALKS ONTO THE STAGE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FANS IN HIS EGO DRIVEN STYLE BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Los Angeles, California...weighing 195 pounds...Jose Ramon!! SC: Ramon looks more focused tonight, I guess that prank by Civil Unrest earlier hasn’t effected him too badly. SJ: Those punks think they’re so funny. Little do they know that I’ve purchased all those Ramon masks and intend to make a killing at Halloween selling them to his fans. JH: And his opponent… *'SONIC BOOM' PLAYS* (BIG 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 could be a huge win for Kent Clark if he can pull it off tonight. SJ: Yeah and if is the important word in that statement. He’s got as much chance of winning tonight as you do of sleeping with Angelina Jolie! FINISH…Another great match with two highflyers really showcasing their skills to the world. Ramon doesn’t look too confident as the match starts out, probably due to his paranoia and the prank pulled on him earlier by Civil Unrest. This allows Clark to take control of the match early, using great arm drags and drop kicks to keep Ramon off his game. He gets some close two counts, one off a missile drop kick and the other off a flying headscissors take down. The match turns in Ramon’s favour as he is able to duck out the way of a back elbow from Clark and then pokes him in the eye to some big crowd heat. With Clark blinded Ramon drops him with a rolling kick to the face and then gets a close 2 count off a sick looking hangman’s neck breaker. The match ends with Exile running out from the back and down to the ring. Ramon spots him coming though and dives through the ropes with a tope con helo onto Exile and the two men start rolling around on the outside trading punches! The referee is about to call for the DQ but Clark convinces him not to and is able to drag Ramon back into the ring. The finish comes as Clark nails a bulldog on Ramon and goes to the top turnbuckle, he leaps off but Ramon is waiting with a superkick to the face!! Clark is hurt as Ramon hits a big twisting moonsault off the top and picks up the 3 count! WINNER, VIA PINFALL: Jose Ramon MATCH TIME: 10.32 MATCH RATING: 3 STARS As soon as the three count is made Exile rolls into the ring and dives on top of Ramon and starts nailing him with punches. Ramon though has a plan and he removes a can of pepper spray from his trunks and sprays it into Exile’s eyes!! Exile is blinded and falls to the mat in agony. Kent Clark has rolled out of the ring and is down hurting on the floor as Ramon goes under the ring and removes a tool box used to set up the ring and picks up a large wrench!! He slides back into the ring and stalks around Exile who is totally blinded and doesn’t know what’s happening. Ramon raises the wrench up above his head and then brings it crashing down across the back of Exile!! Exile rolls over and Ramon smashes the wrench down over and over into the ribs of Exile!! The crowd are booing the house down as Ramon continues to beat down Exile, screaming and yelling like a madman! Exile is coughing up blood and looking badly hurt as Ramon works him over some more. Finally Nickles and Watkins sprint down the ramp and Ramon stops his attack and dives out of the ring. He walks backwards up the ramp laughing as Nickles and Watkins tend to the obviously injured Exile!! SC: Oh Exile is badly hurt here folks, Jose Ramon has completely snapped and Exile looks in serious pain! SJ: It’s about damn time! Jose has been far too nice about this whole situation. Exile wanted a Last Man Standing Match at AA9? Well maybe now he’ll rethink that because Jose Ramon just proved he will cross the line to hurt Exile! (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE) (THE ACTION CUTS TO THE OFFICE OF FALLEN ANGEL. THE LEADER OF TCK IS SITTING BEHIND HIS DESK AS USUAL LOOKING OVER SOME PAPERS WHEN SUDDENLY THE DOOR BURSTS OPEN AND A VERY PISSED OFF TANK HOBBLES INTO THE ROOM. ANGEL STANDS UP ON THE DEFENSIVE AS TANK LOOKS READY TO DESTROY EVERYTHING IN THE ROOM. HE STANDS STARING ANGEL DOWN FOR A MOMENT OR TWO BEFORE SPEAKING.) T: Alright you son of a bitch, let’s make this simple. I don’t like you and you don’t like me…but I need something from you and you’re going to give it to me. FA: Is that so? T: Yeah, if you want to keep that nose on your face you’ll give me what I want. FA: Alright big man, settle down, what do you want? T: I want you to make sure that both me and Randal Dylan are in that Tables match for the North American Title at AA9. He busted up my knee and he stole my belt and I’m going to kick his fucking ass on PPV and take my belt back! (ANGEL MUSES OVER THE DEMANDS OF TANK FOR A MOMENT OR TWO AND IS ABOUT TO RESPOND WHEN SUDDENLY KENT CLARK WALKS INTO THE ROOM LOOKING BEATEN UP FROM HIS MATCH MOMENTS AGO.) KC: Hey Tank, why didn’t you come and help me with Ramon? I thought we were buds? Hey did I show you the new Fable game I got, it’s really cool and hey Tank, why didn’t you come out and help me? Tank? Tank? Tank? Hey Tank! (TANK SPINS AROUND AND ROARS AT KENT.) T: WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?!? I’M DOING A BUSINESS DEAL HERE, JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR FIVE FUCKING SECONDS. (KENT IS TOTALLY SHOCKED AT THE OUTBURST FROM HIS STABLE MATE. EVEN ANGEL LOOKS A BIT TAKEN ABACK BUT THEN HE SMIRKS.) FA: Hey Tank, you and Dylan are in the match at AA9. T: Good! (TANK GOES TO STORM OUT THE ROOM BUT ANGEL CALLS HIM BACK AND THE BIG MAN TURNS AROUND.) FA: Oh and just so you know, your little buddy here, he’s in the match too! (TANK LOOKS AT ANGEL AND THEN AT KENT BEFORE SHRUGGING HIS SHOULDERS.) T: Fine by me, I just want Dylan and my belt back! (TANK STORMS OUT THE RING AS KENT CLARK IS LEFT LOOKING TOTALLY SHOCKED AND ALMOST ON THE VERGE OF TEARS. FALLEN ANGEL POINTS TO THE DOOR AND KENT SLOWLY WALKS OUT SHAKING HIS HEAD AS ANGEL LAUGHS LOUDLY.) (ONCE AGAIN THE CAMERA CUTS BACKSTAGE, BUT THIS TIME IT’S PHENOM WHO IS STANDING WITH THE MICROPHONE. THE CROWD CAN BE HEARD BOOING THE HOUSE DOWN AS THEY GET THE FIRST GLIMPSE OF PHENOM.) NOM: Last week all of you sat and watched as I had Torch arrested after the match, and then surprised and shocked him even further when I attacked him even further and drug him off in to the night. The horrors he then experienced were and are indescribable to a television audience. I beat his fucking ass, and I personally would be surprised if he was able to even be here tonight. Torch found out that... (JUST AS PHENOM STARTS IN TO HIS RANT TORCH WALKS IN TO THE SHOT LOOKING VERY BATTERED AND BRUISED, AND CARRYING A BOTTLE OF ALCOHOL. HE DRINKS FROM IT AS HE WALKS CLOSER TO PHENOM.) NOM: Well, would you look at this. The piece of shit found enough balls to make it here tonight. What more could you possibly want? I beat you last week, and if you want, i’ll do it again, right here, right now. (PHENOM STANDS WITH A SUPERIOR SMILE ON HIS FACE AS TORCH DOESN’T SAY A WORD, BUT TAKES ANOTHER DRINK. PHENOM MOVES TOWARD TORCH WHO QUICKLY REACHES IN TO HIS POCKET, PULLS OUT AND FLICKS HIS TRUSTY LIGHTER AND BLOWS THE ALCOHOL THROUGH THE FLAME, SENDING A GIANT FIREBALL INTO PHENOM’S FACE. PHENOM SCREAMS IN PAIN AS OFFICIALS ARE TO THE SCENE RATHER QUICKLY AND PULL TORCH AWAY WHO IS JUST SMILING FROM EAR TO EAR. PARAMEDICS ARRIVE ON THE SCENE AS THE SHOT CUTS AWAY.) (ACTION COMES BACK TO RINGSIDE.) SC: My God! Torch just tried to burn Phenom’s face off! They need to get those two out of the damn arena! SJ: Torch should be in jail, never mind a Circle of Blood match at AA9! SC: Well we’ve heard from Fallen Angel that both Tank and Kent Clark will compete in the Elimination Tables Match at AA9 for the North American Title. SJ: That match is going to be intense! Here’s hoping TFWF have ordered enough tables for the night! Scorpio vs Aaron Roberts (BELL SOUNDS.) JH: This contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall…introducing first… *'POUR SOME SUGAR ON ME' - DEF LEOPARD PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. IMAGES OF THE ARROGANT SCORPIO AND HIS WOMAN MILANA HRSUKA ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T. MONTAGED WITH SOME OF THE FINER MOVES FROM THE WRESTLERS MOVE SET. SCORPIO MAKES HIS WAY ONTO THE RAMP REMOVES HIS SHADES FAKES GIVING THEM TO A KID IN THE FRONT ROW AND CRUMPLES THEM IN HIS HAND LAUGHING AS HE DOES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Milana Hrsuka...from London, England...weighing 215 pounds...Scorpio!!! SC: He tried to out sing Aaron Roberts last week, tonight he’s got to wrestle the big man! I don’t like his chances much because Roberts does not like being upstaged! SJ: It’s getting worse than frigging Efed Idol around here! SC: Don’t you mean American Idol? SJ: Oh yeah…that’s what I mean. JH: And his opponent… *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS* (BIG MIXED CROWD REACTION. 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: Roberts has been singing to anyone who will listen for weeks now, I wonder if he’ll be singing a victory tune here tonight? SJ: No matter what happens I’m sure The Cobra will be singing sweetly. FINISH…Another solid match between two of the hottest up and coming wrestlers in the TFWF. The match is all about the power of Roberts and the speed of Scorpio. The match starts out with Roberts taking control, using his power to great advantage. He gets some near falls on Scorpio who is bouncing around all over the ring and looking in a lot of trouble. Scorpio gets back into the match when Milana trips Roberts up as he hits the ropes and Scorpio nails him with a big running boot to the face and then a springboard lariat for a two count. Scorpio uses his body as a weapon hitting a frog splash and a back senton off the top for close two counts but Roberts is able to kick out each time. The match finishes with Scorpio coming off the top turnbuckle but Roberts catches him in a choke slam, which Scorpio turns into a roll up, but Roberts kicks out and then catches Scorpio with the ‘ARG’ for the 3 count and the win! WINNER, VIA PINFALL: Aaron Roberts MATCH TIME: 13.01 MATCH RATING: 3 ½ STARS SC: A great match and Aaron Roberts just takes it from Scorpio here tonight! SJ: Wait a minute, I don’t this is over! Milana is in the ring tending to Scorpio as Aaron Roberts celebrates his win. He goes over to Milana and starts trying to serenade her with a song!! Milana is having none of it and slaps Roberts across the face!! He looks furious and goes to grab her, but Scorpio is up and he nails Roberts with a low blow before nailing Roberts with the ‘Paparazzi Flash!!’ Scorpio stands over the body of Roberts and he and Milana make out as the crowd boo them both loudly. (TFWF MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.) (TFWF MONDAY NIGHT MAYHEM COMES BACK FROM COMMERCIALS.) TITLE - Hardcore Georgie Nickles (c) vs Manny Rodriguez (BELL SOUNDS.) JH: This next contest is a singles match, scheduled for one fall and it is for the TFWF Hardcore Title…introducing first… *‘SURVIVAL OF THE SICKEST’ – SALIVA PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT. A STROBE LIGHT HITS THE DARKENED ARENA AS TWO PILLARS OF LIGHT SHOOT UP FROM OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE STAGE. RISING UP FROM THE FLOOR WE SEE THE SILHOUETTES OF KNIGHT AND RODRIGUEZ, PLAYING UP TO THE FANS AND SHADOW BOXING RESPECTIVELY.) JH: Making his way towards the ring...accompanied by Jayden Knight...weighing 221 pounds…Manny Rodriguez!! SC: The hit man of TCK looks pumped up tonight and ready to bring more gold to The Killers. SJ: Oh poor, poor Georgie. I hope Manny doesn’t work over her face too much, I like her face. JH: And his opponent… *'WAKE UP' - LOST PROPHETS PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD POP. GEORGIE NICKLES WALKS OUT ONTO THE STAGE. 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…from Chicago, Illinois…weighing 137 pounds…Georgie Nickles!!! SC: She never backs down from a challenge but I’ve got to say, I’m worried about Georgie Nickles here tonight. SJ: You and me both. If she gets all messed up by Manny, who am I going to make sexist and horny comments about? FINISH…Just as you would expect an absolute war of a match between Nickles and Rodriguez. The majority of the match is dominated by Manny who uses his size advantage to beat down Georgie all around the ringside area. In a big spot he drives her through a table off the ring apron with a DVD to a huge crowd reaction but somehow it only gets a 2 count! The match looks lost for Georgie until her tag team partner Brandon Watkins appears on the scene with a steel chair in hand. He swings at Knight who tries to stop him, but Knight ducks the chair. He goes for the JK-47 but Watkins nails him in the leg with the chair!! With Knight down and hurting Watkins saves Georgie from a rear naked choke by Manny by blasting him with the chair!! The crowd are right behind Nickles as she drops Manny with a spinning DDT onto the chair for a close 2 count. Watkins rolls out the ring as Nickles tells him she has the match in hand. She goes to the top rope with the chair and leaps off landing a leg drop with the chair onto the face of Manny for another close two count. The match finishes with Knight able to get back on his feet and he slides a ladder into the ring. Nickles goes for a superkick on Manny but he catches her foot, spins her around and nails her with a lariat to the face!! Watkins rolls into the ring and goes for Knight, but he catches him with a drop toe hold that sends Watkins through the ropes and to the floor. Nickles looks in trouble as Manny hits her with a powerslam and then signals to Knight who sets the ladder up and goes to the top! Manny picks Nickles up and signals for ‘The Star Destroyer’ but she is able to wriggle free and drops down behind Manny, she shoves him into the ladder which topples and Knight crotches himself on the top rope to a huge crowd pop!! With Manny distracted Nickles blasts him with the chair across the back of the head and hits a back stabber before going to the ring apron. Manny staggers up to his feet and Nickles leaps onto the top rope and then double springboards in with ‘Angelic Anarchy’ to a huge crowd pop!! She makes the cover and picks up the big 3 count and the win!! WINNER, VIA PINFALL AND STILL TFWF HARDCORE CHAMPION: Georgie Nickles MATCH TIME: 15.49 MATCH RATING: 4 STARS Georgie rolls out of the ring as Watkins helps her stand up and the two celebrate with the fans at ringside as Project Nova are left lying in the ring!! SC: What a win by Georgie Nickles and she and Brandon Watkins just left Project Nova lying! What a statement ahead of AA9, these two may be the underdogs but they will not back down or be denied! What a great moment. SJ: That did not just happen. Seriously, did that actually happen? SC: It certainly did and these fans are loving it! Oh, wait, ok I’m getting word that Exile is being taken to hospital following the attack by Jose Ramon. Let’s go to the back and check on Exile. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (THE ACTION CUTS TO BACKSTAGE WHERE WE SEE EXILE STRAPPED TO A GURNEY AND BEING WHEELED INTO AN AMBULANCE BY THE EMTS AS A RESULT OF THE ATTACK BY JOSE RAMON. ALL OF A SUDDEN, CHRISTINA APPEARS AND RUNS OVER TO THE GURNEY, HOVERING OVER EXILE WITH A LOOK OF CONCERN ON HER FACE.) C: Oh my God, Exile! Oh God, what the hell did he do to you? (EXILE IS DAZED AND CAN BARELY SEE, BUT HE SEEMS TO RECOGNISE CHRISTINA’S VOICE AND TRIES TO SIT UP. CHRISTINA HAS TEARS IN HER EYES AS THE EMTS ARE ON EXILE, TRYING TO GET HIM TO STAY DOWN IN CONCERN FOR HIS WELLBEING. CHRISTINA IS WEEPING AS EXILE FEEBLY REACHES OUT A HAND TO HER AND SPEAKS, BARELY AUDIBLY.) E: It’s okay… Everything’s… gonna be… okay… (CHRISTINA REACHES OUT AND SQUEEZES EXILE’S HAND, VISIBLY UPSET BY THE SITUATION. ALL OVER A SUDDEN, A FURIOUS SCREAM IS HEARD OFF-SCREEN AND THE CAMERA SWINGS AROUND TO REVEAL JOSE RAMON CHARGING TOWARDS THE AMBULANCE! THE EMTS TRY TO STOP HIM, BUT HE JUST SLUGS THEM OUT IN RELENTLESS PURSUIT OF EXILE! THE EMTS GET EXILE LOADED INTO THE AMBULANCE AND TRY TO CLOSE THE DOOR ON RAMON, BUT HE BLOCKS IT AND PUNKS OUT THE EMTS INSIDE AGAIN BEFORE HE MOUNTS THE HELPLESS EXILE AND BEGINS POUNDING VICIOUSLY AWAY ON HIS FACE. FINALLY, HE STANDS UP AGAIN AND KICKS THE GURNEY BACK OUT THROUGH THE DOOR, CRASHING ONTO THE COLD CONCRETE GROUND BELOW!!! HE JUMPS OUT OF THE AMBULANCE AND STALKS EXILE AGAIN WHEN CHRISTINA STEPS IN AND TRIES TO STOP HIM.) C: NO! JOSE, NO, STOP!!! STOP, PLEASE!!! (JOSE GRABS CHRISTINA BY THE WRISTS, RESTRAINING HER, AND THEN PUSHES HER ASIDE SO THAT HE CAN PUNT EXILE IN THE RIBS WHILE HE IS STILL STRAPPED TO THE GURNEY!!! THE VICIOUS ASSAULT CONTINUES AS RAMON STOMPS ON EXILE AND BEGINS TO UNSTRAP HIM, THEN HAULING HIS WEAK, LIFELESS BODY UP AND RAMMING HIM HEADFIRST INTO THE BACK DOORS OF THE AMBULANCE! EXILE SLUMPS LIFELESSLY TO THE FLOOR, STILL LEANING AGAINST THE AMBULANCE FOR SUPPORT WHEN JOSE FOLLOWS UP BY PICKING UP THE STRETCHER AND CRACKING IT VIOLENTLY ACROSS EXILE’S BACK!!! HE STANDS OVER EXILE, WHO IS JUST PHYSICALLY DESTROYED AT THIS POINT, AND SHOUTS ABUSE IN HIS FACE WHEN EXILE SUDDENLY SPITS BLOOD IN JOSE’S FACE!!!) JR: YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! (WITH THAT JOSE ONCE AGAIN VICIOUSLY BEATS EXILE DOWN INTO THE GROUND, PUMMELLING ON HIS RIBS AS EXILE IS COUGHING UP BLOOD, AND AS A COUP DE GRACE, JOSE SLAPS ON THE EGO TWISTER – WRETCHING AWAY BRUTALLY AT EXILE’S BACK UNTIL FINALLY THE REIGNING LIGHTHEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION JUST PASSES OUT, BUT JOSE WILL NOT RELEASE THE HOLD! FINALLY, CHRISTINA INTERVENES ONCE AGAIN AND TRIES TO TEAR JOSE OFF OF EXILE UNTIL FINALLY HE LETS GO. CHRISTINA DROPS DOWN AND CRADLES THE UNCONSCIOUS EXILE AS JOSE STANDS OVER THEM, AND SHE LOOKS UP AT HIM IN HORROR WITH TEARS IN HER EYES.) C: WHY?! WHY JOSE?! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?! (JOSE SCOWLS IN INDIGNATION BEFORE HE GRABS CHRISTINA BY THE WRIST AND JERKS HER UP, SHOUTING IN HER FACE.) JR: Why? WHY?! I’M DOING ALL THIS FOR YOU, CHRISTINA!!! I’M DOING THIS BECAUSE I’M NOT GOING TO LET THIS WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU!!! I’M DOING IT BECAUSE I’M NOT GOING TO TO LET HIM DISHONOUR YOU AND ME AND OUR FAMILY NAME!!! (CHRISTINA CRIES FOR HIM TO STOP AND THAT HE’S HURTING HER, BUT JOSE DOESN’T CARE. WITH HIS FREE HAND HE GRABS CHRISTINA’S FACE AND FORCES HER TO LOOK HIM IN THE EYES AS HE CONTINUES.) JR: …But most of all, Christina… Look at me when I’m talking to you! Most of all I’m doing it because he deserves it! You hear me, Christina?! …He had this coming! (JOSE SHOVES CHRISTINA DOWN AGAIN AND STORMS OFF AS SHE IS LEFT WAILING ON THE COLD CONCRETE GROUND, HUNCHED OVER EXILE AS BLOOD DRIPS DOWN HIS LIPS AND THE SCENE FADES TO BLACK.) (BACKSTAGE WE SEE A SCENE OF FALLEN ANGEL AND KIRSTA LEWIS ALL IN THE TCK LOCKER ROOM LOOKING PRETTY PROUD AND CONFIDENT OVER WHAT HAPPENED TO SANDY MAKEL LAST WEEK. IT SEEMS THAT THEY ARE ALREADY IN MID CONVERSATION AND THE FIRST VOICE WE HEAR IS FALLEN ANGEL.) FA: So, yeah, and I just found out from the T.F.W.F.’s official doctor that Makel won’t be back for at least two weeks because of what we did to him. KL: Pssh...With what we did to him I would be surprised if we saw him back before Death or Glory. That little bitch boy always blows everything out of proportion. (IN A MOCKING TONE). Oh, I’m Sandy Makel, my neck’s been cut, oh I’m in so much pain, I’ll hide for a year, la la la. FA: Either way, he’ll be out of the way long enough that I can concentrate on Cross and get back what’s rightfully mine. (A KNOCK COMES TO THE DOOR AND THEN A PISSANT TFWF EMPLOYEE ENTERS. HE HANDS ANGEL A PAPER AND LEAVES AS QUICKLY AS HE CAME. ANGEL OPENS THE PAPER AND THEN THROWS IT TO KIRSTA AND PUNCHES THE LOCKER BEHIND HIM. SHE READS IT ALOUD.) KL: It says you’ll be facing Dorian Wong next week on Mayhem. FA: I’m in charge around here! Who the fuck authorized that!? Sure as shit wasn’t me! (JUST THEN SEBASTIAN CROSS POKES HIS HEAD THROUGH THE TCK’S DOOR THEN WALKS IN, VERY UNINVITED. THE TWO MEMBERS OF TCK JUST GLARE AT HIM AS HE WALKS IN ALL SMILES.) SC: So I heard you’re facing that maniac Wong next week. (FALLEN ANGEL LOOKS READY TO KILL CROSS BUT HOLDS BACK.) SC: Yeah, you may be in charge around here, but that still doesn’t help when someone has friends in high places. It really wasn’t very hard to go to the board and convince them to make the match. After all think about the ratings draw that’ll be. (ANGEL STANDS UP, AS DOES KIRSTA.) SC: If I were you, I’d watch out for Onlee too. Believe me, it isn’t fun to know he’s lurking, and will probably make his veiled face seen too. (JUST WHEN IT LOOKS LIKE ANGEL AND KIRSTA ARE ABOUT TO ATTACK CROSS LOOKS AT HIS WATCH, TELLS THEM HE HAS A MEETING AND EXITS THE ROOM. ANGEL LOOKS FURIOUS AND AGAIN PUNCHES THE LOCKER BESIDE HIM, LEAVING A HUGE DENT IN IT. AS THE CAMERA FADES OUT ANGEL’S EXPRESSION BECOMES A WORRIED ONE AS HE REALIZES THAT WONG WILL BE NO PICNIC, AND IF ONLEE IS THERE AS WELL, HE COULD HAVE A VERY LONG NIGHT. HE TURNS TO KIRSTA.) FA: Go find Manny and Jayden, we need to make plans for next week. I know they are hurting but this is serious. (KIRSTA NODS HER HEAD AND QUICKLY EXITS THE LOCKER ROOM AS ANGEL LOOKS FURIOUS AT WHAT HAS TRANSPIRED.) (ACTION RETURNS TO RINGSIDE.) SC: Jose Ramon is just relentless in his attacks on Exile tonight, it looks like he’s done some serious damage to the Civil Unrest man. SJ: If some guy bonked my sister and then get some ho up the duff, I think I’d kick his ass too! SC: How about that big announcement, Fallen Angel vs Dorian Wong next week! Looks like Angel isn’t the true puppet master he thinks! SJ: How can they punish him for what he did to Makel? And how in the hell did Cross get a friend, never mind a friend in a high place?! SC: It’s going to be a hell of a match next week no doubt about! Coming up next we’ve got tag team action of the highest order, let’s take it to the ring. James Onlee/Kirsta Lewis vs Mike Mitchell/Eaton Gore (BELL SOUNDS.) JH: This match is a tag team contest, scheduled for one fall…introducing first… *’SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE SIREN BEGINS TO BLARE THROUGHOUT THE ARENA.  THE T.A.T. BEGINS TO GLOW AS THE LIGHTS IN THE ARENA DIM TO JUST ABOVE TOTALLY BLACK.  THE SCREEN IS STATICY AND ANY IMAGE IS UNDEFINED UNTIL THE RED SEAL OF JAMES’ RELIGION APPEARS AND BEGINS TO FLASH IN TIME WITH THE SIREN.  A SPOTLIGHT IN RED AND IN THE SAME SEAL APPEARS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP AS JAMES ONLEE EMERGES FROM THE BACK ACCOMPANIED BY TWO MEN DRESSED IN BLACK SUITS AND WEARING BLACK VEILS OVER THEIR FACES.  JAMES WALKS OUT INTO THE SPOTLIGHT AND THE TWO MEN STAY ON THE STAGE ON THE ENTRY WAY.  FLASHES OF GOLD LIGHT EXPLORE THE ARENA AS JAMES MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP, HEAD BOWED AND HANDS HELD IN PRAYER, THE SPOTLIGHT FOLLOWING HIS EVERY MOVE.  AS HE APPROACHES THE RING, HE RAISES HIS ARMS UPWARD AND TO THE SIDE, AS THEY REACH THE PINNACLE OF THEIR ASCENT GOLD EXPLOSIONS FLY FROM THE TURNBUCKLES LEAVING MIST FLOAT FROM THEM.  JAMES THEN LOWERS HIS ARMS, CLIMBS THE STEPS AND ENTERS THE RING, GIVING ONE FINAL GLANCE TO HIS PARISHONERS TO GO BACKSTAGE, AND THEY DO.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from the Redfield Church of God…weighing 245 pounds…The Reverend James Onlee!!! SC: He’s got the Intercontinental Title in his sights and I wonder if Onlee really is as closely aligned with Dorian Wong as everyone thinks? SJ: Stop thinking that, it’ll only cause problems and both Onlee and Wong would eat you for breakfast. JH: And his partner… *'ANIMALS' - NICKELBACK PLAYS* (MONSTER 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 INTENSELY.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida...weighing 130 pounds...Kirsta Lewis!!! SC: She’s The Killer Queen of professional wrestling but she didn’t seem to impressed by Eaton Gore ad Jonnah Street earlier. SJ: No wonder, those two morons would try the patience of a saint! JH: And their opponents…first… *‘SUGAR SUGAR’ – THE ARCHIES PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD POP. EATON GORE RUSHES OUT OF THE CURTAINS IN A WARRIOR-ESCUE FASHION AT TEN THOUSAND MPH. EXCALIBUR RAISED IN THE AIR. CAUSING AN EXPLOSIVE POP. HE SLIDES INTO THE RING READY TO DISH OUT PAIN ONTO HIS NEXT TARGET.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Hannibal, Missouri…weighing 162 pounds…he is the current TFWF European Champion…Eaton Gore!!! SC: The inventor of The Kilt Match and the man who at AA9 wants to prove he is the best person in the TFWF to represent Europe. SJ: I wish he’d just go there. Mind you, even those cheese eating surrender monkeys in France would get annoyed with Gore! JH: And his partner… *’WICKERMAN’ – IRON MAIDEN PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD POP! MITCHELL SPINS HIMSELF ONTO THE STAGE AND PULLS OUT A BICEP POSE. HE REMOVES HIS SUNGLASSES AND THROWS THEM INTO THE CROWD FOR THE FANS AND THEN HE STRUTS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Calgary, Alberta, Canada…weighing 215 pounds…Mike Mitchell!!! SC: He was so close to winning the IC Title last week and he’s making a beeline for James Onlee! SJ: He better keep on walking if he wants to get out of that ring in one piece! FINISH…A fantastic match and probably the best of the night. Gore and Lewis start the match and use their speed to put on a clinic with Gore using his vicious moves and Kirsta trying to keep him down with her wrestling skill. Gore looks to be taking control when he hits the ropes, but Onlee knees him in the back and he walks into a side walk slam from Kirsta. Onlee and Lewis then take over, keeping Wong isolated from Mitchell and working quite well as a team with quick tags and double team moves. Every time Wong looks like he might fight back, they use a dirty tactic to knock him back down and keep control of the match. Finally Gore is able to duck a double clothesline from Onlee and Lewis, he hops onto the middle rope and flips back with an assai moonsault that knocks them both down to a big crowd pop!! He makes the hot tag to Mitchell who hits the ring to a monster crowd pop!! He nails Lewis and Onlee with elbows and clotheslines, knocking them down. He throws Lewis out the ring and goes to work on Onlee with a German suplex, a dragon suplex and then he looks in a triangle choke trying to get the tap out victory, but Onlee is able to make the ropes and break the hold. Kirsta rolls back into the ring and so does Gore and the referee loses all control. Gore launches himself at Kirsta and looks to be trying to bite her on the arm. As he does so Onlee catches Mitchell and looks to go for the ‘Sinners Spiral’ but Mike is able to reverse it and goes for ‘The Flawless Execution’ but Onlee backdrops him over, Kirsta has knocked Gore into the corner and she goes for the ‘HBE’ on Mitchell, but he ducks and she cracks Onlee with the superkick!! Kirsta is shocked but Mitchell boots her in the midsection and then plants her with the ‘Flawless Execution’ and picks up the 3 count for his team! WINNERS, VIA PINFALL: Mike Mitchell and Eaton Gore. MATCH TIME: 18.31 MATCH RATING: 4 ½ STARS SC: A huge win here for Mike Mitchell heading into AA9 and you just know James Onlee is not going to be too happy with Kirsta for that wayward kick! SJ: If there’s one person you don’t want to kick by mistake, it’s James Onlee! SC: Ok let’s go to the back where we have Dorian Wong standing by for an interview. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE) (THE ACTION CUTS BACKSTAGE TO THE MUCH-ANTICIPATED INTERVIEW WITH TFWF INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION, DORIAN WONG. JACK AND JILL ARE AT HIS SIDES HOLDING HIS HANDS AS MAHONEY MACMILLAN NERVOUSLY DRAWS THE MICROPHONE CLOSER TO HIS FACE.) MM: Dorian, the world is eagerly awaiting your match with Sebastian Cross here, tonight. Do you have any thoughts on— DW: Do I what? MM: Yeah… I, uh… guess that’s a stupid question. DW: Invariably. Look, I won’t pussyfoot around concerning tonight. No jokes, no stunts – only sincerity. You see, the modern world has convinced itself that there are only two sides to choose from: the black, and the white. But those who are truly enlightened, like Sebastian and me, understand we live in a million shades of grey, and that there is never a choice. We’re compelled to do what we do on a daily basis. And tonight, I’m compelled to show Sebastian a side of me he’s never seen before. He thinks he’s experienced chaos? Then, let me direct his attention to the third ring… MM: Well, this is definitely a big deal. It’s the TFWF Intercontinental champion against our undisputed World champion. It doesn’t happen often. DW: Which is a testament to the kind of men we are, Mr. McMillan. Tonight, the battlefield will be adorned with the blood of greatness, and when all is said and done, I’ll be one step further towards my goal. MM: Now, about this apparent alliance with Fallen Angel tonight— DW: Alliance? My child, no. I’m not allied with Mr. Angel, hence our contest next week. We’re merely two people with interconnected agendas, and he, of all people, should know that when it comes to violence, a man should never discriminate – a victim is a casualty is a victim. We all fight for the same things, Mr. McMillan: what we consider ‘ours.’ What it eventually boils down to, is who wants it more? (SUDDENLY, WE SEE A SEETHING MIKE MITCHELL ENTER FROM OFF-SCREEN. BOTH JACK AND JILL WHIP OUT THEIR MATCHING SET OF SWITCHBLADES AS DORIAN GESTURES FOR THEM TO CALM DOWN AND PUT THEM AWAY. THEY GLARE AT “THE PURIST,” BUT A SMILING DORIAN IMPLORES HIM TO SPEAK.) DW: Mr. Mitchell – something on your mind? MM: Payback, Wong. DW: Oh, I’m very much looking forward to it. MM: You should. Because when you get yours, don’t be surprised at who’s holding the knife. (THE SEGMENT ENDS WITH A TENSE STARE DOWN BETWEEN MITCHELL AND WONG.) (ACTION COMES BACK TO RINGSIDE) SC: Well folks, you just heard from Dorian Wong. It’s main event time and I’ve got no doubt this one will be an instant classic. SJ: Oh I can’t wait, Sebastian Cross is going to be crippled! Non Title Sebastian Cross vs Dorian Wong (BELL SOUNDS) JH: This next contest is a non title match, scheduled for one fall and it is your main event of the evening…introducing first… *’APOCALYPSE PLEASE’ - MUSE PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. DORIAN WONG WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. A REVOLVING MANICAL GRIN IN HIS T.A.T. IMAGE AS HE WALKS DOWN TO THE RING WITH A DISTURBING GRIN OF HIS OWN. JACK AND JILL CARTWHEEL NEAR HIM EITHER SIDE.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Jack and Jill...from Los Angeles, California...weighing 215 pounds...he is the current TFWF Intercontinental Champion…Dorian Wong!!! SC: Without a doubt the most sadistic and vicious man in the TFWF today, will he be able to beat the World Champion here tonight and solidify his position as one of the top wrestlers in the world? SJ: Neither Title is on the line, but I just know Wong is treating this like a Title match, he’s going to bring all his fury and all his skills to this one. Good luck Sebastian! JH: And his opponent… *’AENEMA’ - TOOL PLAYS* (SUPER MASSIVE MONSTER CROWD POP!! ALLOWING THE HEAVY BREATHING EFFECT OF THE SONG TO PLAY. CROSS STANDS WITH HIS BACK TO THE CROWD IN A MESSIAH STANCE. HE SPINS AROUND AS THE SONG KICKS IN WITH A BLUE PYROS FALLING DOWN ALL AROUND HIM.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Parts Unknown…weighing 227 pounds…he is the current Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion…Sebastian Cross!!! SC: New Jersey are going insane for the World Champion!! SJ: And so is Wong, look at this!! FINISH…A fantastic match between two of the very best in the world today! The match starts with Wong meeting Cross in the aisle and the two men trade punches back and forth to the delight of the crowd. They battle around the ringside area and at one point spill over the barricade and into the crowd!! Neither man is able to get the distinct advantage as they keep cutting each other off before too much momentum is gained!! Finally the match goes into the ring as Wong takes control by dropping Cross chest first on the ring apron and then hitting a side Russian leg sweep into the ring barricade. Wong keeps the pressure on Cross with a variety of choke holds and slams. He works over the lower back of Cross and is able to hook him in a Boston crab from which Cross struggles to escape but eventually does. The match turns into all out chaos as Cross is in the corner, he gets a foot up into the face of a charging Wong and goes for a flying elbow off the middle turnbuckle but Wong pulls the referee in front of him and he is knocked out cold! This is the signal for all hell to break loose. Mike Mitchell sprints down the ramp and into the ring, he spears Wong to the mat and the two men trade punches as Sebastian Cross recovers on the mat. The crowd heat is intense as Fallen Angel leads TCK down to the ring with murderous intentions. They hit the ring but Cross is waiting with right hands, fighting all four of them off for a moment or two before the numbers game takes over and they beat down Cross to some huge crowd heat. Mitchell and Wong are brawling on the outside but the crowd roar as Civil Unrest hit the ring to make the save for Cross. They fight off TCK and the two factions battle up the ramp as on the outside Wong blows mist in the face of Mitchell and drops him with a face buster on the floor!! Wong rolls into the ring and to the top turnbuckle as the referee slowly comes around. Wong leaps off the top with a shooting star press, but Cross gets both knees up to a huge crowd pop!! Cross staggers to his feet and nails Wong with the ‘Divine Intervention’ to a huge crowd pop!! He makes the cover just as James Onlee emerges from the crowd. He tries to get into the ring but Mike Mitchell cuts him off and Cross gets the 3 count and the big win!! WINNER, VIA PINFALL: Sebastian Cross MATCH TIME: 23.21 MATCH RATING: 4 ½ STARS Cross staggers to his feet as on the outside James Onlee and Mike Mitchell brawl. On the ramp Fallen Angel has broken away from the fight with Civil Unrest and he stares down Cross who holds the World Title belt up to a massive crowd pop. (END SHOW.)