Monday 6th July 2009- Washington D.C. - Verizon Centre

[FLASHBACK: THE FALL OUT OF WEMBLEY IS SHOWN A BLAZE AND THE MESSAGE FROM IAN MONKS THE RETURNING CEO OF THE T.F.W.F. IS HIGHLIGHTED. HE STATES THE NEED FOR CALM IN THIS TIME OF FINANCIAL PERIL FOR THE T.F.W.F. FOLLOWING THE ANTICS OF ONE DORIAN WONG. HIGHLIGHTS OF THE SIZZLING SUNDAY SHOW WHERE MONKS SAT DOWN WITH KURT DAWSON ARE SHOWN...CROSS VS. MAKEL VS. ANGEL...TONIGHT IN WASHINGTON DC] *’WAR PIGS’ – BLACK SABBATH PLAYS* (THE CAMERA PANS AROUND THE PACKED VERIZON CENTRE IN WASHINGTON DC. MORE BUDGET PYROS EXPLODE THAN USUAL AS THE CAMERAS PICK UP THE RABID CROWD. FINALLY IT SETTLES ON SCOOP AND SNOOP AT RINGSIDE.) SC: We have been instructed to not acknowledge tonight the lack of pyros tonight folks, but I feel you need to hear the truth. At heart Scoop Cuthbertson is a company man, but what Ian Monks needs to realize is that its you people at home and those who have made this company. For that reason folks...I thank you from the guys behind the cameras, the ring crew, the announcers and the stars in the back for bearing with us. Snoop your thoughts... SJ: I can’t believe Michael Jackson is dead! SC: ... SJ: He was so young and healthy... SC: (ignoring Snoop) We tonight are in for a treat. If you take away the extras you still have the 7 time World Champion Fallen Angel defending his belt in a triple threat match against Sandy Makel and Sebastian Cross. No love lost between any of these three men. Makel the current underground True Expert and King of the Deathmatches...Cross on a mission post D.O.G. fallout. All three of these men are the most recent World Champions this company has had in over a year. It has been about Angel, Cross and Makel for over 12 months and now the three meet with that title up for grabs. Edge of the seat stuff for any true, blue wrestling fan as we beg the question on who you can depend on at Dependence Day X. Saying that we have up first the battle for the DWIWF North American title...Kent Clark will be looking to continue his Cinderella story and retain the gold. However, with Legion, Hannah Rickman and Aaron Roberts all standing in his way... DWIWF North American Championship Match - Four Way Non Elimination Kent Clark (c) vs Hannah Rickman vs Aaron Roberts vs Legion (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is four way non elimination match for the DWIWF North American Championship... *’MAGNETIC BABY’ – SEMI PRECIOUS PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD HEAT. THE WORDS ‘ITS MISS RICKMAN TO YOU...BITCH’ FLY ACROSS THE T.A.T.. HANNAH WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND THROWS A COMPLETELY ARROGANT POSE TO THE FANS. SHE WALKS TO THE RING LOOKING TO AVOID ANY CONTACT WITH THE FANS.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Atlanta, Georgia...weighing 120 pounds...Hannah Rickman!!! SC: Hannah’Rickman has been incredibly impressive since she got here Snoop. The PWR wrestler has... SJ: I DON'T WANT TO EVEN THINK THE LOVELY HANNAH HAS EVER WRESTLED IN THAT MICE INFESTED CRAP HOLE! SC: ... JH: Introducing... *'EMER-GENT-CY - GREENERY PLAYS* (CROWD HEAT. MISTY LEADS LEGION WHO WALKS WITH AUTHORITY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Misty Evans...from Long Beach, California...weighing 240 pounds...Legion!!! SC: The leader of the Church of Onlee is now poised to make the first major step in his career. SJ: It's exciting times for the church Scoop. JH: Introducing... *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD HEAT. A SILKY SNAKE CAN BE SEEN ON THE T.A.T. COMING OUT OF A WOVEN BASKET. THE WORDS AARON ROBERTS APPEAR WITH THE SIGNATURE COBRA SIGN AND A FEW ROBERTS MOVES.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompained by Pedro...from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds...'The Cobra' Aaron Roberts!!! SC: Pedro a somewhat controversial character in Desert Sex at the moment, can he help Aaron regain that North American title? SJ: I'd like to think Pedro understands the need for D'Sex to have that belt once more. JH: Introducing... *'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...he is the DWIWF North American Champion...'The 8-Bit Kid' Kent Clark!!! SC: This place are on their feet for KENT CLARK! One of the legends of this division...what the hell are you doing Snoop? SJ: I am rolling up this piece of paper and I am going to throw it at that idiot as soon as he gets within two feet of me! The match begins with Roberts and Rickman both double teaming Kent Clark, driving him out of the ring. The alliance is quickly broken up when Rickman delivers a low blow to Roberts while the referee sees to Clark. Legion then comes in to attack both Roberts and Rickman, splitting the two up as he works over Roberts. While Rickman observes Legion and Roberts, Clark slides into the ring, spinning Rickman around. She attempts to swing at him, but Clark ducks and lifts her up into a belly-to-back suplex. Rickman reverses it and pushes Clark to the ropes, where he holds on and flips her back behind him. Meanwhile Legion becomes distracted by the action and Roberts takes the moment to slide out of the ring, regrouping with his manager. When Rickman charges at Clark, Clark ducks down and back drops her over the top of the rope, onto Roberts. Legion and Clark exchange blows, but Legion gets the better of it. He runs to the back ropes, coming back with a clothesline, but Clark drops down at the last minute, bringing the ropes down with him and dropping Legion onto Rickman and Roberts, who are starting to get up. Clark then looks down at the fallen foes and at the crowd, who cheer him on. As the three opponents stir, Clark charges to the back ropes and comes down on all three with a swanton bomb as the crowd erupts into cheers. While Clark and Rickman are down, Roberts and Legion are slow to get to their feet. Roberts starts backing away from Legion, who stalks him down while Roberts grabs behind him blindly, pulling his manager Michael aka Pedro in front of him. Legion looks at the man for a moment before batting him aside. Roberts continues backing up, feeling blindly around before his hands grasp someone, a someone that gives him a smile before he is spun around to face Missy of the Sisters in Need, who delivers a hard slap that spins him around before Legion takes him down on the outside. Legion rolls Roberts back into the ring as both Rickman and Clark both do the same slowly. Legion lifts Roberts and props him into a corner. He lifts up Clark and attempts to whip him into Roberts, but Clark counters and whips Legion into Roberts. Legion lands a hard clothesline, dropping Roberts, then turns around and catches a charging Clark and drops him with a hard spinebuster. SC: Early on Legion seems to have taken a lot of Onlee’s lessons to heart, dominating against the others. SJ: What can I say? Pure of mind, pure of body, pure of ass-kickery! SC: But remember, this isn’t an elimination match so he could do the damage and have someone else pickup the pin. SJ: Well the way the match is shaping up right now, they don’t stand a prayer’s chance! Get it, ‘prayer?’ SC: I got it. SJ: ‘Cause Legion’s religious. SC: Yes, I understand. SJ: So he does all the – SC: I KNOW! The middle of the match sees Legion go after Rickman, who low-blows Legion and doubles him over, then drops him with a quick DDT. Hannah goes over to Clark, then lifts him up and delivers a few sharp elbows before whipping him into the ropes. Clark reverses the whip, but Rickman ducks under and elbow attempt before coming back with a flying leg lariat on the rebound. Roberts slowly gets to his feet as Rickman stares down over Clark. Roberts turns Rickman around, but she blocks a punch attempt and uses a double-leg takedown before flipping over with a bridge pin. 1… 2… – a bridge by Roberts sees him lift up Rickman into the air before flipping her over into a doubled over position. Roberts motions a smacking to Rickman’s bottom, lifting her up into a powerbomb, but Rickman counters into a hurracanrana, sending Roberts neck first into the ropes. Rickman stands by the ropes and leaps over the top, dropping a leg over the back of Robert’s neck as he flies back. Rickman goes for a cover, but before the referee can count, Legion breaks it up! Legion starts to stomp away on Rickman, who is covering up when Legion is spun around by Roberts, who lifts Legion up and drops him down into an inverted atomic drop, following up with a stiff clothesline! Roberts then lifts up Rickman and brings her down with a hard, winding scoop slam! Roberts goes for the cover. 1… 2… th – broken up by Clark! Clark barely struggles to get up, but Roberts is quick to capitalize, using a few elbows before whipping Clark into the ropes. Roberts charges at Clark, who gets a foot up to block Roberts. With Roberts reeling, Clark lifts him up and slams him down with a powerslam. Clark looks to the crowd then points to the turnbuckle as they cheer him on. He climbs up to the top, and Rickman tries to bring him down. Clark shakes her away and drops her down to the canvas before perching himself on the top turnbuckle, but Rickman shakes the ropes to drop him down on his groin. Rickman climbs up to the top turnbuckle, setting Clark up for a superplex. Roberts halts her superplex, standing on the middle turnbuckle as he holds her in a belly to back suplex. Before Roberts and Rickman can connect however, Legion gets under Roberts, managing to lift everyone as he quickly grabs Roberts into a powerbomb, dropping him down as Roberts brings Rickman into a belly-to-back superplex and Rickman brings Clark down with a superplex, all four people crashing to the mat with the crowd roaring in approval. SC: It’s a mess of bodies as Legion found strength to lift the other three people in this match and drop them down hard! SJ: He found the inner strength of – SC: I hope you’re not finishing that off with another ‘church’ related joke. SJ: For your information, I was going to say ‘of a champion.’ SC: Good. SJ: … Almost like a champion of God. SC: … Since when did you become so devout? SJ: Since Legion has Missy and Misty at his beck and call. The finish comes as all four are slowly making their way up. Roberts and Rickman are barely standing up, Legion is picking himself up, and Clark has to use the ropes to lift himself up. Roberts goes to hit Rickman, but stops when she holds her hands up to try and stop him. She gives him a wink and a flirtatious grin, which Roberts matches. Rickman then tries to slap him down, but Roberts grabs her arm and goes for a roundhouse, stopping to give her a poke to the eyes. Legion spins Roberts around and lifts him up into a spinebuster, but gets speared by Clark! Roberts lands on the top of Legion for the cover. 1… 2… interference from Clark! Clark pulls Roberts off of Legion, giving him a low kick that doubles him over. Clark looks to the crowd and gives them a thumbs up and drops down only to get roundhouse kicked by Rickman to the mat! The crowd boos as Rickman gives them all a kiss and a smile, but Legion grabs her into a sleeper type hold! Holding tight, Legion lifts her up into the air, but Roberts drops underneath to roll up Legion. Clark tries to break it up, but runs right into Rickman leaving Roberts the easy opportunity to get the three on Legion who doesn't put up much of a fight. Winner, via pinfall and NEW DWIWF North American Champion: Aaron Roberts Rickman argues that the referee counted too quick as Aaron flops himself onto Pedro who strains to carry him on his shoulders out of the ring. The crowd boo Hannah as she continues to argue. She grabs Hall's microphone. HR: You pieces of crap don’t DESERVE to see me in this match! I’m the greatest female athlete EVER in the TFWF, and I’m going to move up to where I belong. SC: Some strong words there by Hannah Rickman. SJ: Beauty, brains, speed, brawn… and that’s not even including what Hannah could bring to our relationship! SC: She is bent out of shape for sure as Aaron Roberts has regained the North American Championship. Will he have it by the time Hard Steel 2009 rolls around? [HYPE VIDEO: HARD STEEL 2009 - FROM CHICAGO, ILLINOIS IN SEPTEMBER] (ACTION CUTS TO RINGSIDE.) (MAHONEY MCMILLAN IS SEEN IN THE CROWD, STANDING BY WITH MICROPHONE IN HAND.) MM: As you all know, the T.F.W.F. has recently seen an amazing influx of talent, thanks in part to the open battle royal for the DWIWF North American Championship. From Hannah Rickman to Chester Addison to Kendell Smith, the best competitors in the world have flocked here, and it is my pleasure to introduce you to our newest aquisition, Stevie Swing! (STEVIE SWING STANDS UP FROM HER CHAIR AS MCMILLEN GESTURES TOWARDS HER. THE FANS IN THE ARENA POP AS SHE APPEARS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN FRONT OF A T.F.W.F. CAMERA.) MM: Stevie, what brings you here tonight? SS: What brings me here? What brings me here? This is my first night with the company, you're the first person who gets to talk about me, and you ask me a simple question like that? MM: I'm sorry; is there another question you'd rather answer? (STEVIE SNATCHES THE MICROPHONE AWAY FROM MCMILLEN AND PUSHES HIM OUT OF VIEW.) SS: Let me answer your question, McMillan. I started wrestling professionally five years and two days ago, for a promotion nobody has ever heard of. I won my first World Title four years and two days ago. To say that the fourth of July was a bit special for me is a bit of an understatement. While the rest of the country goes out to the backyard to grill brats and drink beer, I sweat, I bleed, and I bust my ass. But here I am, a spectator instead of a wrestler, a customer and not a competitor. But now? (STEVIE REACHES INTO THE POCKET OF HER JEANS AND PULLS OUT A CRUMPLED SHEET OF PAPER WITH T.F.W.F. LETTERHEAD ON IT - A COPY OF A CONTRACT.) SS: Now my name is on a dotted line of arguably the greatest wrestling promotion in the world. Why am I here, McMillen? Because nobody--no fan, no promoter, no competitor--has ever paid me the respect I've earned, and nobody will until I show them I can do it on a global stage. You think you've seen everything there is to see in ten years? Baby, you ain't seen nothin' yet. (SWING FLIPPANTLY TOSSES THE MICROPHONE BACK TO MCMILLEN AND RETURNS TO HER SEAT, INTENTLY WAITING FOR TONIGHT'S ACTION TO RESUME.) MM: Well it seems Stevie Swing has signed for the T.F.W.F. with a contract. How the hell this is being financed is beyond me when we have had to have so many cutbacks. Yet Ian Monks signs a new wrestler... (ALL OF A SUDDEN SWING LOBS A LOAD OF COLA OVER MAHONEY AND LAUGHS.) MM: (annoyed) This is Mahoney McMillian...back to you guys at ringside. (RINGSIDE.) SC: It does beg the question with this money situation how the hell we have just captured the signature of Stevie Swing? SJ: What cut backs? SC: HAVE YOU EVEN BEEN WATCHING WHATS GOING ON! SJ: Yeah that transvetite Nero Cain just threw a load of a milkeshake on Sniff. SC: (sigh) Let's go to ringside... Randall Dylan Anything Goes Last Man Standing Match - Dylan puts his career on the line Seth Black vs Randall Dylan (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is an Anything Goes Last Man Standing Match... *'NO REMORSE' - METALLICA PLAYS* (CROWD POP. 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: Seth has made it very clear tonight he buries the career of Randall Dylan. What a shot in the arm that could be for his career Snoop. SJ: There is no way Randall Dylan is going out like that...nah...its all on how long he can survive before Randall finishes him! 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…Randall Dylan!!! SC: Near to 300 pounds of lunancy in one man here Snoop. Randall who brought the North American title to the map now puts his career on the line against an up and coming Seth Black. SJ: Thats what I am saying. Black has never been in a match like this nor had to face one on one someone like Randall Dylan who just doesn't care how badly he hurts you! The match begins with Seth Black and Randal Dylan both having something to prove. Dylan begins to get into Blacks face after the bell rings and starts talking a load of trash shoving Black away from him, before Black shakes his head and motions for him to put his money where his mouth is and raises his hand up in the air for a test of strength. Listening to the crowd cheer for Black only angers Dylan and he reaches up and grabs hold of his hand; the other hand then taken as the two men begin to vie for dominance in the ring and to show who's the stronger of the two. Neither one of the men is unwilling to back down from this contest, or to bend to the strength of the other. Dylan takes the early lead delivering a massive boot to the midsection of Black sending him backwards, Dylan lets go of Black's hand only to pull him forward again and send him down with a short clothesline. The fans give massive heat as Dylan stomps into Black's sides several times before he leaves the ring and moving over to the time keeper and pushing him out of the steel folding chair and sliding it into the ring with him. Black's already up on his feet, and tries to avoid the chair being swung his way but he's too late as Dylan brings it crashing down ontop of his head. Now laid out Dylan goes for a quick pin. 1...2... Black kicks out before the three count causing the arena to once more erupt into cheers. Dylan, agitated slams Black's head against the mat several times before going for another quick cover. 1... Black kicks out. SC: Black refuses to give up even after the abuse he's already taken in this match. SJ: Dylan's the man in charge, the bull in the pen, the cock of the walk. He can lay them out flat and take what's coming to him. SC: Are you talking about matches.... or about his encounters with women? The middle of the match sees Black now being able to juke for position as both men are outside the ring and Dylan's head bloodied due to a headbashing into the steel steps. With Dylan dazed, Black doesn't waste any time grabbing hold of the ring bell and attempts to hit Dylan with it, but Dylan moves and stumbles out of the way before Black can connect. Dylan tries to take Black down but Black moves out of the way and drop kicks Dylan, his shoulder connecting with the steel ring post. Black misjudges his opponent though as he goes for a running yakuza kick as Dylan is sitting against the steps and Dylan moves out of the way, Black's foot connecting with the steel steps and jamming his leg it seems as he falls onto the mat outside the ring and holds his leg. Dylan grabs the steel steps lifting them up over his head trying to brain Black with them but Black rolls out of the way just in time for the steps to go careening into the pavement. Dylan finally having time to recovered waits in perfect pose to strike at Black who gets onto his feet and turns in time to see Dylan go for a roundhouse kick, but Black's able to catch his foot! Black grins victoriously but it's Dylan who gives a sadistic look before thrusting his body upwards and his other leg comes around and connects with the back of Black's head. With Black laid out on the mat, Dylan takes a moment to point out to the crowd before pointing out to his fallen opponent telling them this is why Dylan will NEVER leave TFWF, trash like this, causing the crowd to give him massive heat. Dylan then goes to roll Black into the ring, but having taken too much time grandstanding has benefited Black as he grabs hold of the ropes and refuses to budge in and swings his legs around, catching Dylan in the face with two big boots and shoving him into the barricade to the cheer of the crowd. Black swinging off of the apron he reaches underneath the ring and grabs hold of the fire extinguisher that's behind the curtain. SC: Black isn't going to let Dylan get the easy win by this. Both of these men have put on such an amazing show of strength and ability tonight in Washington D.C. SJ: Seth Black's winded, gassed out and looking to go and curl up and take a nap. Dylan's fought too hard and too long to just give up his job right now. Especially with the newest additions of Kendell Smith and Hannah Rickman to meet! Finish... Dylan and Black are both inside the ring, covered in the white film from the fire extinguisher, Black bleeding from the face after a well placed hit from the extinguisher that now lays on the outside of the ring. Dylan takes down Black with a quick roundhouse kick and quickly begins applying a sleeper hold on him, wrenching up on his neck as hard as he can. Black tries to fight it but quickly is losing the battle. The ref checks in on Black, raising his arm, it goes down. He motions for the one count, he does so once more, he motions for the two count as it flops back down, he then goes to check once more, Dylan wrenching up tighter and tighter, but Black is able to make a rally as the fans begin to cheer him on once more, inciting him to try and recover. His hand remains up pumping it up into a fist as he begins to fight back, Dylan instead of trying to continue to squeeze on the sleeper hold lets go and pulls Black up onto his feet. Dylan kicks his opponent in the stomach and setting him up for the Dylan Driver. Getting free in just the nick of time, Black bounces off of the ropes and takes Dylan down to the mat with a clothesline. Grabbing hold of the ropes, Black spins around and watches Dylan who's been impossible to keep down staggering onto his feet slowly. Bouncing off of the ropes, Black takes off charging at Dylan once more. Dylan ducks out of the way but instead of going back towards the ropes, Black turns around and lays down a modified version of the Domino Effect sending Dylan hard into the mat, as the fans are out of their seats cheering loudly. Black goes down for the pin. 1....2.... 3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10, Dylan is unable to meet the count. The fans still cheering as Black slowly gets up to his feet and looking towards the now retired Dylan resting on his knees who just stares in disbelief that he lost. Black makes his way towards Dylan but instead of knocking him out, the victor of the match offers his hand in respect. Dylan slowly gets up to his feet, staring at the hand and then looking into Black's eyes. Black nods his head and Dylan takes his hand and shakes it. This showmanship doesn't last for long though as Phenom comes barreling out into the ring from the crowd and takes out Dylan with a stiff haymaker that sends him for a loop before finally hitting the mat. Black turns around and pushes Phenom, demanding to know why he did that. Phenom shakes his head and then gets into Black's face. Black, not one for taking that sort of thing, gets back into Phenom's face and pushes him. Phenom takes a step back before doubling up his fist and laying out Black with a stiff uppercut. With both men down, Phenom looks at their crumpled bodies before taking out a wad of cash from his pocket and begins to count it with a grin on his lips, saying business is good. SC: Phenom has just taken out Randall Dylan after Black showed Dylan respect. Someone has paid off the hired gun to take down Dylan but who? SJ: Tito Jackson! SC: EVERYTHING IS NOT ABOUT MICHAEL JACKSON! Black and Phenom eyeball one another as Phenom smiles walking off. Winner: Seth Black SC: The brutality of that match was second to none Snoop. I don’t think Randall Dylan will ever recover properly after that...WAIT A MINUTE IN THE CROWD! SJ: Its Banished Brandon!!! (THE CROWD BEGIN TO RISE TO THEIR FEET ONCE MORE AS BRANDON WATKINS WALKS DOWN THE STAIRS AND HOPS THE SECURITY RAIL.) BW: Hmmm a lack of security, what could have caused that? Oh yeah Death or Glory 2009...the biggest shit fest of a wrestling PPV the world has ever seen... (THE CROWD BOO AT WATKINS.) BW: Cutbacks galore...you heard it from Ian Monks last week on Sizzling Sunday didn’t you. How Exile, Project Nova and Tiger Young...injured so badly at DOG 2009 he didn’t decide to wait for them to recover...he released them. How he has released the MIA James Onlee...how he has terminated the contract of Dorian Wong...and how he got rid of Brandon Watkins. Wait a minute that’s me! And here I am still standing! And what’s this in my top pocket well it’s a bank statement saying that on the 1st of July 2009 I was paid a handsome sum by the T.F.W.F. to wrestle. (WATKINS POINTS TO THE CROWD.) BW: But you people were told I was gone. Gone like all those other legends...and I can show you the proof that son of a bitch in the back is STILL PAYING ME. That the reason Ian Monks cannot afford fancy pyros tonight or dancing girls is because of me. You see sitting in front of you now is Stevie Swing, ask yourself this. How can he sign for T.F.W.F. when Ian Monks the bleeding heart is saying this place is in the toilet? It’s a sham, its bullshit and I am here to tell you tonight that PWR has a show called Under the City Lights 2 in Paris, France on August 9th and that folks is something worth tuneing into! (‘PWR SUCKS’ CHANTS FILL THE ARENA. WATKINS HOLDS UP A HAND.) BW: Course The Management knows how ‘worth it, it is’ because the reason I have such a massive contract, the reason I am standing here now gloating about it because we struck a deal. The deal Ian Monks doesn’t want you to know about the deal which his acting CEO The Management struck with me to make me a star in exchange for shares in PWR which he so badly wanted...it would have taken wrestling to a new level. A new conscious you people would have cried into your hands to see...and then Ian Monks pulled the rug from underneath the whole deal. (ALL OF A SUDDEN LAW AND ORDER APPEARS AT THE CURTAIN AREA AND BEGINS TO DIRECT SECURITY TOWARDS THE RING.) BW: You people hear me now! They cannot terminate my contract because to do that WOULD bankrupt the T.F.W.F., the can sign whoever they want, but if they close out Brandon Watkins, they close out the T.F.W.F.. Dorian Wong might well have put the wheels in motion, but now it’s THE ROCKSTAR driving the bus of the T.F.W.F.! I will see all you people on Monday Mayhem where I will have another surprise instore for Ian Monks...so turn the channel till then and catch yourself some highlights of a wrestling promotion worth its weight in gold. P...W...R!!! (WATKINS BAILS OUT OF THE RING, JAYCEE HALL TRIES TO TACKLE HIM AND HE LAYS HIM DOWN WITH A RIGHT HAND. HE HOPS THE RAIL AND THE FANS THROW GARBADGE AT HIM AS HE BAILS OUT OF THE ARENA WITH SECURITY IN HOT PURSUIT.) SC: What scandal...Brandon Watkins, The Management and Ian Monks in some sort of game which is threatening this very business Snoop. PWR has fired a warning shot across the bow of the T.F.W.F. ship! Tonight Watkins has made the statement and revealed to the world why Monks sees him as such a danger. SJ: I wonder where he got those sunglasses? SC: DO YOU REALIZE WHAT HAS JUST HAPPENED! SJ: Yes, Brandon Watkins might well be being paid more than me. That’s shocking! SC: With this revelation we have 5 teams looking to give it their damn all for this company one will be crowned our new Tag Team Champions. I hope your watching Brandon Watkins and PWR, cause this is what we are all about!!! Vacant T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championship Match - TLC JC McDonald/Kirsta Lewis vs Scorpio/Ness vs Eaton Gore/Crazyman vs Chester Addison/SG Martins vs Kendell Smith/APB (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is a TLC match for the vacant T.F.W.F. Tag Team Championships... *‘SUGAR SUGAR’ – THE ARCHIES PLAYS* (MONSTER CROWD POP. EATON GORE RUSHES OUT OF THE CURTAINS IN A WARRIOR-ESCUE FASHION AT TEN THOUSAND MPH. EXCALIBUR RAISED IN THE AIR. CAUSING AN EXPLOSIVE POP. HE SLIDES INTO THE RING READY TO DISH OUT PAIN ONTO HIS NEXT TARGET.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Hannibal, Missouri…weighing 162 pounds…Eaton Gore!!! SC: Remember it was less than 3 months ago that Eaton was a co holder of these belts and given the match stipulations it plays into his hands. SJ: Sorry...but is it a tables, ladders and fork match? No! He hasn't a prayer! JH: And his partner... *'MARGIN WALKER' - FUGAZI PLAYS* (CROWD POP. SCRIBBLED WRITING OF NON SENSE APPEARS ON THE T.A.T. AS DOES A SPINNING STRAIGHT JACKET. ALL OF A SUDDEN CRAZYMAN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND HEADS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Akron, Ohio...weighing in at 240 pounds...'Crazyman' Joel Bryant!!! SC: Gore and Bryant have formed a solid tag team over time and given Joel's tendancy to bring his A Game to these types of matches it... SJ: I TOLD YOU THEY HAVEN'T GOT A CHANCE!!! JH: And their opponents... *'I TOUCH MYSELF' - THE DIVYNLS PLAY* (CROWD HEAT. NESS, SCORPIO AND AARON ROBERTS WALK ONTO THE STAGE ACCOMPANIED BY PEDRO.) JH: Making their way towards the ring accompanied by Aaron Roberts and Pedro...at a total combined weight of 418 pounds...Ness...the T.F.W.F. Hardcore Champion...Scorpio...they are Desert Sex!!! SC: Wrestling's answer to N Sync are here and you can already see them eyeing up those titles suspended above the ring. SJ: This is there sort of match. They are totally intune with tonight Scoop. IT'S THE NIGHT THAT THE T.F.W.F. WENT DESERT SEX! *’WHATS BEEF’ – NOTORIOUS B.I.G. PLAYS* (SMALL CROWD POP. SG MARTINS WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND THROWS UP HIS ARMS IN THE AIR. HE WALKS TO THE RING NODDING HIS HEAD TO HIS MUSIC AND FOCUSING ON THE TASK AT HAND.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Toronto, Canada...weighing 228 pounds...SG Martins!!! SC: One half of the Commonwealth Connection is here. SJ: Thats the gayest name I have ever heard... JH: And his partner... *’ENTERTAINMENT’ – RISE AGAINST PLAYS* (CROWD POP. A BRITISH FLAG FLIES ACROSS THE T.A.T. THE LIGHTS STROBE ALL OVER THE ARENA WITH UNION JACKS. CHESTER ADDISON WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND THROWS HIS HANDS INTO THE AIR IN CELEBRATION BEFORE HE WALKS TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from London, England...weighing 224 pounds...Chester Addison!!! SC: Addison made his name in HIW Snoop. SJ: Looks like he made his name with HIV to me... SC: WILL YOU STOP!!! JH: And their opponents ... *’BORN OF A BROKEN MAN’ – RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. THE SEXY IMAGES OF THE ONE AND ONLY KENDELL SMITH ENGULF THE T.A.T.. SHE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AS PYROS EXPLODE ALL AROUND HER. SHE HOLDS HER INDEX FINGER IN THE AIR AS SHE WALKS TO THE RING.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from New York, New York...weighing 145 pounds...Kendell Smith!!! SC: Ian Monks certainly raised a few eyebrows with this next pairing. SJ: Her pairing raised something in me too! SC: I was talking about the team of APB and Smith!!! JH: And her partner ... *'COME TO LIFE' - ALTERBRIDGE PLAYS* (CROWD POP . THE T.A.T. SHOWS A SERIES OF BARTSCH PERFORMING SOME PAINFUL LOOKING MOVES MIXED WITH A SILOHETTE OF AMANDA DANCING. ALLEN WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AND MAKES HIS WAY TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Jackson Hole, Wyoming…weighing 245 pounds…Allen 'Portal' Bartsch!!! SC: APB will have the veteran savy to take on a match of this magnitude. SJ: He also has piles by the looks of things... JH: And their opponents... *'DOWN' - STONE TEMPLE PILOTS PLAYS* (MASSIVE CROWD HEAT. THE TRON SHOWS THE TCK INTRO AS MCDONALD AND LEWIS WALK ONTO THE STAGE.) JH: Making their way towards the ring at a total combined weight of 398 pounds...Kirsta Lewis...JC McDonald...The Career Killers!!! SC: This place is booing the house down. SJ: Damn jealous losers...right here are your new Champions Scoop. The match begins with Gore and Joel Bryant heading right towards Desert Sex. A stone-faced Ness stands his ground, ready to deal with the two psychopaths when Scorpio conveniently decides to hightail it out of the ring, gesturing to his partner Ness that he’s off to get a ladder. The confused Ness turns back is immediately battered on by the former tag team champions before being hurled into a set of turnbuckles. On the other side of the ring, JC McDonald and Kirsta Lewis are dealing with the two team assault of Kendell Smith/APB and the “Commonwealth Connection” in S.G. Martins and Chester Addison, both teams looking to make a big impact tonight by going straight for TCK. Kendell Smith and APB here exhibiting a bit of chemistry with APB showing off his technical prowess, grabbing Kirsta for a full-nelson camel clutch followed up with an impromptu, unblocked dropkick from Smith to a good pop. JC, on the other hand, is doing fairly well against the combination of Addison/Martins, but the second it looks like his cardio’s in suspect, the smaller superstars immediately take over with a flurry of offense. Eaton Gore out of the ring now, chasing after Scorpio who drops the ladder and runs towards the ring step and jumps off with a rebounding moonsault that flattens the “people’s choice maniac.” Seeing this, Joel Bryant attempts to go help, but Ness grabs Bryant around the waist and hits a nasty German suplex before sliding out of the ring. Both Desert Sex members out on the floor now hoisting a ladder horizontally, looking to get back inside, when it’s Kendell Smith out of nowhere with a Van Daminator-style front dropkick to the middle of the ladder that floors both men! Big pop for Kendell as she gets back to her feet a bit dazed, but it’s Joel Bryant who rolls outside and grabs the unsuspecting Smith for a Russian leg-sweep into the ring apron! Big pop for the former tag champion who follows it up with a snap suplex on the outside.The former “Crazyman” manages to snag a chair from under the ring as his partner recovers and grabs the ladder off of Desert Sex, sliding it into the ring before nabbing a chair, himself. SC: Here come the weapons, Snoop! SJ: Great, and they’re in the hands of these two lunatics. Perfect. The middle of the match sees Bryant and Gore going nuts with the chairs on the more technically-sound Commonwealth Connection, frenzied to a point where almost accidentally hit each other! Meanwhile, the members of TCK seem to be playing possum, as Kirsta nimbly dodges a series of chairshots from the former tag champs, calculatingly setting them up to be essentially steamrolled over by the much bigger and stronger McDonald. McDonald grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, signaling for arguably the fastest wrestler in the TFWF in Kirsta to quickly get up and unhook the belts. JC turns his attention back to Gore and Bryant for a moment as Kirsta makes her ascent, only to be blindsided by Ness who’s snuck in from the opposite side of the ring. JC manages to shrug it off a bit, but the real point of interest here is Scorpio, who springboards from the apron towards the ladder, sending Kirsta crashing to the canvas with a well-placed missile dropkick. Scorpio celebrating a little too early now before getting blasted by Chester Addison with a huge lariat. S.G. Martins now, picking up one of the chairs, smashes Ness on the top of the head before the chair gets punched into his own face by JC McDonald. JC wincing from the impact a bit before he gets the bright idea to climb the ladder, himself. Slowly but surely, the big man starts to make his way up, but a quick-thinking Kendell Smith is back in the ring. She starts climbing the opposite side and quickly gets to the top rung. Her fingertips just start to reach the belt when she’s met with a thunderous blow to the stomach by "the Mould." Realizing that going blow-for-blow with JC would be futile, she quickly leaps over McDonald with a modified sunset flip, but her strength alone isn’t enough to fold him over for the powerbomb. The crowd’s at a fever pitch as JC does his best to hold on, but it’s APB who climbs the ladder on the opposite side, nailing Street with a short kick to the face that stuns him momentarily! Kendell feels it out and pulls down for the powerbomb – and APB COMES CRASHING DOWN ON TOP WITH A REVERSE BULLDOG! There’s a huge chant for APB here in the arena as everyone on the mat now, but we see Addison and Martins slide out of the ring on one side, and Gore and Bryant slide out the other side. On the Commonwealth Connection’s end, we see them pulling out another ladder from the bottom of the ring, while Joel and Eaton manage to snag a table! There’s a huge buzz from the crowd as both teams slide in their respective toys into the fray. Chester Addison setting up the ladder against one of the turnbuckles, before Irish-whipping a dizzied Ness into it! Ness writhing in pain as Addison runs in with a clothesline, but Ness’s slickness allows him to sidestep the assault, before nailing him with a Death Valley Driver. S.G. Martins with a quick spear on Ness raining down punches, while on the other side of the ring. Bryant is setting up the table. Smelling blood in the water, Gore looks to McDonald, but is having a tough time getting him onto the table. Bryant assists with a few blows that further stuns the big man, and we see Gore perch the top rope looking for the big body splash. He leaps off, but JC quickly rolls out of the way, causing Gore to crash through the table himself. Bryant sneers and goes after "the Mould," but here’s Kirsta Lewis with a BIG-TIME “Hell’s Bullseye” that virtually knocks Bryant out mid-dash! HUGE heat for TCK here tonight as the Hellcat goes for one of the chairs, stalking Kendell Smith. Dazed, Kendell walks right into Kirsta’s path as she swings for the fences, but Smith’s natural instinct pays dividends as she does a Matrix-like back-bend and gets back to her feet. She reaches out for the back of Kirsta’s head and hits a deadly-looking reverse spinning neckbreaker. An angered McDonald looking to squash Smith as she gets but here comes APB with another save! But NO! McDonald sees this coming and hits APB with a quick pop-up spinebuster that sends shockwaves through the ring! The only thing left standing here tonight – is the ladder! SC: Wait a second… where’s Scorpio? SJ: There he is, what a genius! The end of the match sees Scorpio peeking his head out from underneath the the ring. The crowd lets out a ton of heat for the Hardcore champion as he slithers his way out with a chair in hand. Creeping back into the ring, he gives an unsuspecting McDonald a faceful of steel before tossing the chair away. Scorpio quickly up the ladder now, but here's Eaton Gore setting up the other ladder next to him! S.G. Martins up, now! So is Kendell Smith! All four superstars on the ladders, duking it out here tonight! Huge right hands and forearms shots from everyone up top as their partners on the ground scramble to gain some offense on each other. JC McDonald however is proving too strong as he hits Addison with a MASSIVE lariat that floors him. APB and Ness, however, teaming up for a split-second to grab JC for a double-suplex! Suddenly, they turn on each other, but it's Joel Bryant with a chair that wipes them BOTH out! On the outside of the ring, we see Kirsta Lewis pulling out a THIRD ladder! The crowd is going nuts as she slides it into the ring, setting it up near one of the turnbuckles! The four superstars from before are starting to show signs of weakness, but it's Scorpio who rocks Gore just enough for him to reach up and go for the belts. Leaping up, he manages to hang onto the apparatus securing the titles, but Gore swiping at him with his hands like some sort of feral cat. On the other ladder, it's Kendell Smith and S.G. Martins trading shots, but S.G. Martins perfectly times a block, and smashes her head on the top of the ladder. With a well-placed roundhouse kick, he sends her crashing to the mat below before looking to the ladder next to him where Gore is still trying to get Scorpio! Suddenly, there's a huge pop as we see Gore dig into his pants for Excalibur! He instantly starts looking for a window to stab Scorpio, but the 'S-Factor' is changing his momentum to swing away. Unfortunately, he swings just a little bit too far, giving Eaton enough time to throw the fork like a throwing knife RIGHT INTO SCORPIO'S SHOULDER! Scorpio lets out a completely girly scream before falling to the mat below. Gore looking back up at the belts now! S.G. Martins reaching up for them as well, they GO at it now! Huge shot from Martins -- "DDT Deathdrop" OFF THE LADDER! Gore and Martins are now wiped out! Chester Addison and Joel Bryant now racing to get up the ladder, with nothing in either allowing them to quit! Both of them trading as well, but there's Kirsta and JC on the ladder near the turnbuckles! Kirsta's actually standing on top of JC shoulders in an incredible feat of balance, and LAUNCHES HERSELF OFF! She snags her hands on the belts and uses her momentum to swing her legs up to kick Chester Addison right in the face and off the ladder! It's down to Kirsta and Bryant now as Kirsta looks to unhook the titles for the win, but Bryant leaps up towards the belts, grabbing onto the hook as well! Gore's up now, guarding the ladder like a junkyard dog from the likes of Ness, APB, and S.G. Martins with Excalibur! Up top, there's a HUGE kick to the stomach from Bryant, with Kirsta returning the favor! Another pair of kicks find their mark, but it's Bryant who has the strength to stay on! Kirsta plummeting to the canvas, but it's JC McDonald who just manages to catch her! A surprised, but relieved Joel Bryant looking up now -- and he DOES IT! HE UNHOOKS THE TITLES, AND "INSANI-TEAM" WINS THE VACANT TAG TEAM TITLES! Winners, via retrieving the belts and NEW T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions: Eaton Gore & Crazyman SC: GORE AND CRAZYMAN HAVE DONE IT AGAIN! TWO TIME TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS! SJ: THATS TOTAL BS. SC: Well a hell of a TLC match tonight, but it seems experience has won over... Crazyman and Gore back up the ramp holding the belts up as the carnage in the ring begins to get up to its own feet. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (HANNAH RICKMAN IS STANDING THERE TALKING TO MAX AND COMPLAINING ABOUT LOSING THE MATCH EARLIER TONIGHT.) HR: I mean the officiating was terrible...it reminds of all the times in PWR I should have won and was robbed. You know what I mean Max? M: Yes.. HR: WHO THE FUCKED ASKED YOU MAX! (HANNAH PUSHES HIM TO THE GROUND, SHE SPINS AROUND AND STANDING THERE IS JOSE RAMON.) JR: So is that how you like your men...push overs. Cause I am due a push and I am always over.. (JOSE THROWS HER A WINNING SMILE, SHE SCOFFS.) HR: Where did you get your chat up lines? Desert Sex? JR: Ummm no... (JOSE CRUMPLES UP THE 'AARON ROBERTS GUIDE TO MACKING DESERT SEX STYLE' COPY AND THROWS IT TO ONESIDE. IT HITS MAX IN THE FACE AND HE LETS OUT A LITTLE WHIMPER.) JR: Listen here Hannah. HR: Thats Miss Rickman... JR: Ummm ok...anyways I heard Georgie Nickles was in the back saying you have odd shaped boobs. (HANNAH SHAKES HER HEAD AND LOOKS AT JOSE.) HR: Really? Or did you manage to invent this 5 minutes ago in order for me to run in and save your ass tonight? JR: I ummmm (CHRIS DEBURGH'S 'LADY IN RED' BEGINS TO PLAY. JOSE LOOKS AT HANNAH WHO IS NOW BERATING MAX ON THE FLOOR ONCE MORE WHO IS COMPLAINING HE HAS A PAPER CUT NEAR HIS EYE.) JR: So much sass...and so devious...I think I am in love...with Hannah Rickman. (HANNAH LOOKS UP.) HR: What did you say? JR: I said I love Nick Duckman...series 2 of the E-Prentice is going to rock! (HANNAH LOOKS AT HIM PERPLEXED AS JOSE OFFERS AN UNCOMFORTABLE SMILE.) HR: Listen Ramon, what do you want? JR: All I want is for you to find a reason to make your way to ringside tonight. As a fellow PWR superstar I think you owe me that much. HR: I FUCKING HATE YOU! JR: Understandable, but it remains that Georgie Nickles is going to hold you back here like she has tried to in PWR. Except here she is fair game! (HANNAH THINKS FOR A MOMENT.) HR: One condition...when you win tonight...I get a shot at the European title. JR: Any excuse to have our bodies rolling around together on a mat huh? HR: Take a look at Max...he might be a dumb, stupid fuck, but he has the body of an adonis. You think I would trade that in for you? JR: Try not to be jealous...Max. (JOSE WALKS OFF WITH SEEMINGLY AN ALLIANCE SET AS HANNAH CONTINUES TO BERATE MAX.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: It seems a deadly alliance has been formed here tonight Snoop. SJ: I think Max wears the pants in that relationship. SC: (sigh) Let's go to Jaycee... T.F.W.F. European Championship Match Jose Ramon (c) vs Georgie Nickles (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. European Championship... *'WAKE UP' - LOST PROPHETS PLAYS* (DECENT CROWD POP. GEORGIE WALKS ONTO THE STAGE TO HER MUSIC AND PYROS LOOKING VERY FOCUSED INDEED.) JH: Making her way towards the ring from Chicago, Illinois…weighing 137 pounds…Georgie Nickles!!! SC: Nickles has commented on feeling very annoyed with the actions Jose has shown some of her friends in this business Snoop. SJ: Like Jose cares...he marches to the beat of his own drum Scoop and if Georgie Porgie Pudding and Hair Pie cannot handle that well then she can go wrestle for PWR all the time. SC: Nickles and Ramon of course two other wrestlers who are in T.F.W.F. and PWR for the folks at home. As it seems a war between these two places continues. JH: And her opponent... *'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...he is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Jose Ramon!!! SC: In T.F.W.F. and PWR he has been dominant. People ask who is going to make Jose Ramon pay and the answer could be Georgie Nickles tonight. SJ: Jose is way too smart for her. He is walking in...and walking out with the European title. The match opens with…Nickles and Ramon circle each other intently as the referee signals for the bell and they immediately lock up. They battle for control with Nickles able to clamp on a side head lock. Ramon backs her up against the ropes and the referee calls for the clean break. Nickles lets go but Ramon is not so fair and he slaps Nickles hard across the face!! The crowd ‘ohh’ and then shower Ramon with heat as he smirks and backs away from a furious looking Rebel Child. They go to lock up again but this time Nickles ducks behind Ramon and pushes him forward, tripping him with her leg and sending him face first into the canvas. She then sits on his back and repeatedly slaps both sides of his head as Ramon scrabbles around on the mat!! Nickles hops to her feet and smirks as the crowd cheer her on. A red faced Ramon slides along the mat and into one of the corners where he looks thoroughly upset at the actions of Nickles! She hops from foot to foot and motions at Ramon to bring the fight to her! He is on his feet and charges but Nickles sends him over with a big back body drop!! Ramon pops up to his feet and is caught with an arm drag and another and then eats a big drop kick to the jaw!! Ramon staggers into the corner and Nickles charges and flips him across the ring with a big monkey flip to a huge crowd pop!! Ramon is up as Nickles charges with a clothesline that knocks him over the top rope, but he hangs on and lands on the ring apron! Nickles is waiting though and she kicks him in the head with a roundhouse kick that drops Ramon to the floor. Nickles hops onto the middle rope and then flips backwards over the top rope to the floor and lands a moonsault onto Ramon who is just getting to his feet!!! The crowd pop is huge as Georgie is on her feet and all fired up!! SC: George Nickles is taking the fight to the European Champion like never before! I don’t think Ramon knows what the hell hit him! SJ: He’s just playing possum and biding his time and then he’ll strike and the so called Rebel Boobs will be in big trouble! SC: Rebel Child, not Rebel Boobs. SJ: She’ll always be Rebel Boobs to me! SC: Will you stop! The middle of the match sees…Nickles stays in control as she brings Ramon to his feet and rolls him into the ring. She hops onto the ring apron and motions to the crowd who begin to clap and stamp their feet as Nickles sets her and then leaps onto the top rope, she dives at Ramon and nails him with a springboard front flip plancha that knocks him down to the mat as the crowd pop!! Nickles quickly gets to her feet and then hits a standing moonsault onto Ramon and hooks his leg, 1……2…..Ramon kicks out in good time! Nickles brings Ramon to his feet and whips him into the corner. She sets herself and charges but Ramon tips her up over the top rope and onto the ring apron. She swings a punch but Ramon ducks it and then thumbs her in the eye to some big crowd heat. Ramon grabs Nickles by the hair and runs with her along the ring apron before ramming her head into the metal ring post!! Nickles falls to the floor in a heap as Ramon drops to one knee and ignores the booing of the crowd and the admonishment from the referee. Ramon looks very pleased with himself as he stands on the ring apron and waits for Nickles to get to her feet. She looks very groggy as Ramon leaps off the ring apron, lands on her shoulders and then flips her into the steel barricade with a flying headscissors!! He hops to his feet and takes a bow as the crowd boo him loudly. He drags Nickles up and lands some right hand punches before slamming her back first into the ring apron. He takes a few steps back and then charges but Nickles picks him up and looks to be going for a suplex but Ramon’s legs hit the ropes and he flips back, hooking Nickles head and driving her into the ground with a sick looking DDT!!! The crowd are shock as Ramon drags the lifeless Nickles up and rolls her into the ring. He quickly makes the cover and hooks both legs, 1…….2…..Nickles brings her shoulder up just in time to a monster crowd reaction!!! Ramon can’t believe it as he gets to his feet with a look of shock on his face. He looks down at Nickles and then starts stomping down on her over and over as the crowd boo loudly. Ramon looks like he’s lost it completely as he chokes Nickles out with both hands and refuses to break until the very last minute. He brings her up to her feet and then plants her with a slam near the corner. He hops to the top turnbuckle and then leaps off with a front flip leg drop right onto Nickles!! Ramon looks super confident as he makes the cover, 1…….2…..Nickles kicks out again to a huge crowd pop!!! SC: Listen to this crowd go nuts for George Nickles and her fighting spirit!! Ramon can’t believe she kicked out of that! SJ: Neither can I! That referee must have made a slow count, there’s no way she should have got out of that! Finish…Ramon stays on the offensive by whipping Nickles off the ropes, he goes for a clothesline but she ducks under it and hits the opposite ropes. Ramon is waiting with a leapfrog; Nickles hits the ropes, drop down by Ramon, Nickles hits the ropes again, Ramon stoops for a backdrop but Nickles puts the breaks on and hits him with a swinging neckbreaker as the crowd cheer! Nickles staggers to her feet as Ramon does the same, she charges and hits a flying headscissors that throws Ramon head over heels!! He rolls up onto his feet but Nickles is waiting with a clothesline, then another and finally she hits the ropes and delivers a flying clothesline that knocks Ramon down to the mat!! The crowd are right behind Nickles as she runs to the ropes and then hops onto the middle rope and springboards back with an assai moonsault into the cover, 1……..2……Ramon kicks out in time to some big crowd heat!! Nickles is slow to stand but she does and brings Ramon to his feet. She lifts him up for a suplex but Ramon wriggles free and lands behind her and hits a big lungblower and makes the cover, 1……..2……Nickles rolls her shoulder up once again!! The crowd are all on their feet as Ramon drags Nickles into the corner and sits her on the top turnbuckle. He goes to climb the ropes in front of her but Nickles kicks him hard in the chest and he falls down to the mat. She then stands up on the top turnbuckle and leaps off with a frog splash!!! She rolls around the ring clutching her midsection before making the cover on Ramon, 1……..2……he gets his foot on the bottom rope to stop the 3 count!!! The crowd boo but Nickles is all fired up! She heaves Ramon up and then plants him with a blue thunder powerbomb, she makes the cover, 1…….2….Ramon kicks out again!! This time it’s Nickles who can’t believe it as Ramon tries to roll to the corner. The crowd suddenly erupt in intense booing as Hannah Rickman runs down the ramp with a steel chair in hand!!! SC: What the hell is Rickman doing out here? She has no business being a part of this match, the European Title is on the line!! SJ: She can get involved in any business she wants! She’s Miss Rickman remember, she can do whatever the hell she likes! Rickman is at ringside and shouting up at Nickles who turns around to see what is going on. As she does so Ramon distracts the referee as Rickman drops the chair and hops onto the ring apron. She and Nickles are trading some intense trash talk as Ramon pushes the referee to the side and gets the school boy roll up on Nickles, 1.........2......Nickles kicks out a huge crowd pop!! Ramon looks down to Rickman who is as shocked as he is that Nickles kicked out!! She points to the ring and Ramon turns around walking right into a running boot to the face from Nickles!! Ramon spills backwards over the top rope onto Rickman who doesn’t look best pleased. The two stand up and are having a heated discussion as Nickles dives through the ropes and wipes them both out to a big crowd pop!!! She quickly gets to her feet and rolls Ramon into the ring, she makes the cover, 1.......2.....Rickman pulls the referee out of the ring by the leg stopping the count to some massive crowd heat!! Nickles is pissed off and jumps out of the ring as Rickman smirks and quickly scurries off around the ring with Nickles in hot pursuit. Ramon has rolled out of the ring and is lying in wait as Rickman rounds the ring and Ramon leaps out with a clothesline, but Nickles ducks and Ramon crashes into the ring barricade. Nickles stop the chase of Rickman and quickly rolls Ramon into the ring but he is waiting with an inside cradle, 1........2......Nickles just kicks out to a big ‘ohh’ from the crowd. Ramon is up as on the outside of the ring Rickman has the chair in hand again. She is on the ring apron and the referee is trying to get her down as she slides the chair into the ring for Ramon! He picks it up but Nickles is waiting with a superkick that knocks the chair back into Ramon’s face!! He crashes into the referee who in turn knocks Rickman off the ring apron!! Ramon then staggers forward into the waiting arms of Nickles who plants him with a DDT!!! The crowd pop big as Ramon is spiked on his head and Nickles staggers to the corner before going to the top rope and leaping off with a corkscrew moonsault right onto Ramon and into the cover, 1........2........3!!! The crowd pop huge as George Nickles picks up the win and the TFWF European Title!!! SC: She’s done it folks!! Georgie Nickles with a measure of revenge for her close friend Exile here tonight by pinning Jose Ramon and taking his European Title!! What a match! SJ: What a screw job more like!! What the hell was Rickman doing out there messing the whole thing up for Ramon? SC: Looked to me like Rickman and Ramon where in cahoots but I don’t think the plan worked as they’d hoped it would! Georgie Nickles rolls out the ring with the European Title in hand and celebrates with her fans at ringside as Ramon slowly gets to his feet. Hannah Rickman rolls into the ring and she helps Ramon to his feet. Jose is not happy and he shoves Rickman away before giving her a tirade of abuse. She stands there for a moment and then smacks Ramon in the jaw with a big right hand!! The crowd pop as Ramon staggers back and then charges with a spear taking Rickman down!! The two start trading punches on the mat and trying to tear each other apart as Nickles walks backwards up the ramp smirking as TFWF officials run past her to break up the fight between Rickman and Ramon. Winner, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. European Champion: Georgie Nickles (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (APB IS SITTING THERE HAVING A BEER WHEN KENDELL SMITH WALKS INTO VIEW. CHESTER ADDISON LOOKS OVER TO APB.) CA: Man she is pretty damn hot you know...awesome tatoos. (APB FROWNS.) APB: Is that the way you judge every girl Addison...by their tatoos...by their looks? CA: Ummmm... APB: You see Kendell is someone that doesn't need someone like you walking around and checking her out. UNDERSTAND! (ADDISON LOOKS PERPLEXED.) CA: Mate I was saying she was hot. (BARTSCH SLAMS HIS FIST INTO THE LOCKER.) APB: SHE DOESN'T NEED A CREEP LIKE YOU! (ALL OF A SUDDEN SG MARTINS WALKS IN.) SGM: Yo, whats happening. CA: Fricking Bartsch is freaking out here because I said Kendell Smith was hot. SGM: Ummm wel she is... (BARTSCH PICKS UP A TRASH CAN AND HURLS IT AT THE COMMONWEALTH CONNECTION.) APB: Well how bout on Mayhem you and me settle the score then huh? CA: All this drinking and home troubles have got you to Allen. SGM: Nah fuck him...your on Bartsch...you and me on Monday Mayhem one on one. (BARTSCH LEAVES THE ROOM PISSED OFF. MARTINS LOOKS TO ADDISON.) SGM: What the fuck just happened here? (SCENES FADES AS ADDISON SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.) SC: Pretty bizzare behaviour from Allen Bartsch as he meets SG Martins on Mayhem this week coupled with the announcement Stevie Swing will debut against Chester Addison one on one. SJ: Man, Stevie is pretty hot. SC: ... T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship Match - Triple Threat Phenom (c) vs Mike Mitchell vs Jonnah Street (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Championship... *’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. PHENOM WALKS ONTO THE STAGE AS IMAGES OF STREET BRAWLS AND RIOTS ARE SHOWN ON THE T.A.T..) JH: Making his way towards the ring from New York City, New York…weighing 298 pounds…he is the T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion...Phenom!!! SC: Phenom has been on a roll recently as the hired gun of the T.F.W.F. and as the Intercontinental Champion, he might well be one of the first ones to be seeking out opponents than the other way around. SJ: And Mike Mitchell knows full well exactly what Phenom can do. JH: And his opponent… *CHARISMA - W.A.S.P 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…he is the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion...Mike Mitchell!!! SC: Mike looking to add a second belt tonight with a win over Phenom and the chance to reclaim the Intercontinental title. SJ: Its not happening...plus there is one x factor your forgetting and here he comes. *'SUNSHINE OF YOUR LOVE' - CREAM PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. 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: He has claimed that this is his time and tonight a lesson shall be learned by both Mitchell and Phenom. SJ: And he could be damn right man. The match begins with Phenom, Street, and Mitchell all squaring up with one another, taking stock of their opponents. The fans cheering loudly for Mitchell as the underdog in this match, but Jonnah quickly slaps Phenom on the shoulder and thent urns onto the crowd telling them this is how their hero dies. Phenom and Mitchell lock up quickly though it seems more like a David and Goliath scenario as Phenom towers over Mitchell, while Street looks on and buffs his nails. Phenom grabs hold of Mitchell by the pressure points on the shoulders and begins to try and send him down to his knees. The fans cheer for Mitchell, giving him inspiration as he fights against it and drives his fist into the unsuspecting Phenom's sternum before grabbing hold of the much larger opponent's arm and twists, hooking it behind Phenom's back and applying pressure to it. Street continues to watch on as Phenom lets out a noise of pain as he tries to get the tension to ease up in his arm. Mitchell is able to sweep out one of Phenom's leg and brings him down to one knee, driving his knee into Phenom's back and stretching out his arm before delivering a flurry of elbows. Street, seeing this now bounces off of the ropes and takes off taking down both Mitchell and Phenom to the mat. For now, Phenom is left alone as Street focuses on Mitchell like a rabid dog and begins to deliver his own flurry of elbow punches to the head of Mitchell. Phenom is dazed and out on the canvas for the time being as Mitchell doesn't seem to be getting a break in this match and is seeing stars. Street backs off and waits by the ropes, crouching down and waiting for Mitchell to get up onto his feet. As Mitchell staggers to get onto his feet, he ducks under the incoming clothesline and sends Street not into the ropes, but into the third opponent Phenom who's finally getting up onto his feet. Phenom turns to look at Street with deadly intent and anger, as the two now get into one anothers faces. Street unapologetic for running into him, telling Phenom it's his fault he was in the way! Phenom not liking this delivers a stiff blow to the sternum of Street who retaliates with his own punch in the face. The two men exchanging lefts and rights, neither one seeming to wanting to back off but Street is the first one to stumble backwards while Mitchell watches while propped up in a corner catching his breath. Neither of these men are shown any love by the fans as Phenom is able to send Street into the ropes and then heft him over his shoulder and then sending the newest member of TCK down onto the mat hard. SC: Mike Mitchell is one of the greatest if not the greatest in ring technicians today in TFWF, surpassing even the likes of Chaos and Anderson in the mines of many of the fans and many of those backstage in the locker rooms. SJ: If he was so great, then why in the world are Street and Phenom stealing the show right now?! SC: The man's in an unfair advantage but, there is one thing you never do and count out Mike Mitchell. And speaking of Phenom, Street's learned that this man holds no alliances even though at Death or Glory it was revealed Phenom was paid by TCK to take out Tiger Young. Now my only question is who has paid Phenom this time to get involved with the Black and Dylan match and to take both of those men out? SJ: He's a man after my own heart. SC: You have one of those? The middle of the match sees Mitchell having the upper hand on Phenom while Street is laid out cold on the outside of the ring, and Street dazed in the middle of the ring slowly getting up to his feet. Mitchell up on the top rope and delivering a missile kick to the back of Street, sending him down onto the canvas. Mitchel goes for a cover. 1...2... Street kicks out, but Mitchell isn't about to let up on the man, he quickly rolls off and grabs Street's ankle and begins to apply the Moment of Clarity. The fans nearly shaking the roof off of the building as Street begins to try and fight the pain that's coursing through his body. Shaking his head and trying to reach for the ropes, the ref watches for the tap while Mitchell applies even more pressure. Street in absolute pain is about to tap out but is saved by the unlikely help of Phenom who has made it back inside the ring and attempts to take off Mitchell's head with his massive arm. Mitchell laid out, and Street in no shape to be able to get there in time, Phenom drives his boot into Mitchell's stomach before going for a cover, lifting up Mitchell's leg. 1....2... Mitchell kicks out before the three, shocking both Phenom and Street. Street who's slowly getting onto his feet, favoring his sore ankle, watching Phenom's back while Phenom bends down to 'help' Mitchell up to his feet. With Phenom's attention elsewhere, Street charges after Phenom who at the last minute spins around and ducks under Street's clothesline. Street stops short and grabs hold of Phenom and using the momentum delivers a belly to belly suplex, going for another pin, but Mitchell is able to break it up before it even hits the one count. Street slaps his hands ontop of the canvas and stands up getting into the face of Mitchell. Mitchell shakes his head as Street gets nose to nose and continues to talk trash. Mitchell seems to be unphased even when Street spits in his face. Mitchell wipes the spit off of his face and flicks it at Street who had taken a few steps back. This seems to enrage Street and the two then tangle up, neither one allowing the other to get the upper hand knowing what their opponent can do if they do so. Phenom isn't one to be left out of the brawl as he sees his moment to take out both of his opponents. Getting back up onto his feet, he charges at Mitchell and Street with arms stretched out and all three men go spilling out onto the outside of the ring. SC: Phenom has sent all three of them onto the outside. I do not envy the ref trying to keep control in this match. SJ: You know who I don't envy at the moment? SC: Mitchell? SJ: Psh right, he's getting what he deserves, thinking he's better than everyone. I don't envy well me right now having to listen to you go into near conniptions about this match. Finish... The end of the match sees all three men inside the ring once more, after having fought it out on the outside. Mitchell is the one seemingly getting the most abuse but then the tides have turned once more as Phenom goes to pin Mitchell but Street shoves him off and goes to pin Mitchell himself. Instead of either one pinning Mitchell the two men begin to duke it out, while Mitchell is able to move out of the way for the moment getting his breath again. Street with quick thinking after getting Phenom backed into a corner takes off and goes to deliver a spear but Phenom moves out of the way with Street's shoulder connecting with the hard steel of the post. Street in a serious amount of pain is in no man's land as Phenom sets his sights on him. The unlikely savior of Street that is Mike Mitchell takes off and grabs hold of Phenom and pulls him off of Street before too much damage can be done. The two men lock up, leaving Street alone for a moment, Phenom gets the upperhand and is about to apply the Final Destination onto Mitchell, his hand around Mitchell's throats as the fans begin to give massive heat as Mitchell is raised in the air. Street back up on his feet breaks it up before it goes any further, taking as all three men go down to the mat once more. Street, the first one up to his feet begins to stomp into Phenom, before turning and attacking Mitchell by stomping into his sternum. Mitchell is able to finally get his hand on Street's foot and grabs hold of it and in a display of quick thinking is able to drag Street down and begin applying Moment of Clarity. The fans give a huge pop as he continues to apply pressure onto the ankle of Street who's shaking his head in pain. Phenom is still laid out as the ref comes down and starts asking Street if he wants to tap. Street shakes his head and tries to make it towards the ropes, but Mitchell has a firm lock on him and keeps holding on tight. Phenom slowly starts getting up as Street starts losing the battle against the pain. Phenom up onto his feet, tries to get there in time but before he can, Jonnah Street begins to tap out from the Moment of Clarity. Winner, via pinfall and NEW T.F.W.F. Intercontinental Champion: Mike Mitchell As Mitchell gets to his feet Phenom grabs for 'Louis' when all of a sudden Rhys Pect comes flying over the guard rail!!! SC: ITS PECT!!!! SJ: NOOOOOOOO! Pect pulls the bat from Phenom's hand and then slams it into his chest. Mitchell and him then clothesline Phenom over the top rope and as Mitchell's music plays, Pect holds his hand in the air. SC: RHYS PECT IS BACK! WHAT A TURN OF EVENTS HERE TONIGHT! SJ: I hate the Flawless Connection... (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (MAHONEY MCMILLIAN IS STANDING WITH IAN MONKS WHO GETS A MIXED REACTION FROM THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE.) MM: Mr. Monks tonight Brandon Watkins has stated the facts about what has been going on behind the scenes in T.F.W.F., have you any comments? IM: No... MM: Sir, the fans have a right to know. IM: Let me say this, on Monday Mayhem, Brandon Watkins can try and show up...and if he does he will be met with a major surprise of my own. MM: Tonight sir, we see a Main Event with Sebastian Cross claiming he will end you given an opportunity. IM: Let me make it perfectly clear if Cross thinks I am intimidated because of what happened to him at Death or Glory he has another thing coming. I have beaten the biggest business men in the world. I have won everything and anything in that respect. Some jumped up fan favourite wannabe super hero doesn't scare me. In fact just so Mr. Cross knows...I have been on the phone to a gentlemen known as the Warden in Siberia. As of now there is a bounty on the head of Dorian Wong...a bounty I personally will provide for anyone who can catch him...The Warden assures me...he has a maximum cell in the highest security known to man mapped out...for Dorian Wong...in Siberia. (IAN MONKS WALKS OFF AS MAHONEY LETS OUT A SIGH OF SHOCK AND RELIEF.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Once more Ian Monks is avoiding the questions Snoop... SJ: I think Dorian might have killed Jacko. SC: What? SJ: THEY WERE BOTH NOT WHITE AND THEN THEY BECAME WHITE! SC: Dorian was wearing makeup... SJ: A likely story...hell for all we know Jack and Jill could be at Neverland living it up. SC: Let's just go to Jaycee ok... MAIN EVENT Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship Match - Triple Threat Fallen Angel (c) vs Sandy Makel vs Sebastian Cross (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Undisputed World Heavyweight Championship... *’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…Sebastian Cross!!! SC: He has vowed vengenace on all he holds responsible for his personal matters. SJ: I think this is a new Sebastian Cross we are seeing...one with a sole searching purpose. SC: Thats quite poignant. SJ: Ha ha he is bald! SC: ... JH: And his opponent... *’HYSTERIA’ – MUSE PLAYS* (MAJOR ASS CROWD HEAT. SELINA COMES OUT FIRST, POSING FOR THE CROWD AS THE TAT LIGHTS UP WITH THE SCROLLING WORDS "LET IT RIDE". BEHIND HER, SANDY STEPS OUT, HOLDING HIS GOLDEN 12 SIDED DIE. HE PINCHES IT BETWEEN THUMB AND FOREFINGER AND BLOWS ON IT, SENDING IT SPINNING IN HIS GRIP. AFTER THAT, THE TWO WALK DOWN TO THE RING, AND SANDY SLIPS THE DIE DOWN SELINA'S CLEAVAGE BEFORE CLIMBING INTO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring accompanied by Selina…from Ocean City, New Jersey…weighing 226 pounds…he is the 2009 King of the Deathamatches...True Expert Champion...Sandy ‘The Dice’ Makel!!! SC: Makel has certainly fallen on some hard times as of late Snoop. SJ: And it was only a friendly love tap to a fan...some fans just dont appreciate it. JH: And his opponent... *'COCHISE' - AUDIOSLAVE PLAYS* (EARTH SHAKING HEEL HEAT. THE ARENA IS PLUNGED INTO DARKNESS AS THE TA-TRON BURSTS INTO LIFE WITH THE WORDS 'THE CAREER KILLER' AND IMAGES OF FALLEN ANGEL CUTTING PROMOS AND PLAYING MIND GAMES WITH HIS OPPONENTS. THE FOOTAGE THEN CUTS TO SHOTS OF ANGEL BEATING DOWN VARIOUS FAMOUS TFWF STARS AS STROBE LIGHTS GO OFF ALL OVER THE ARENA AND SMOKE POURS OUT FROM THE TOP OF THE RAMP. A HUGE PRYO ERUPTS FROM THE TOP OF THE TRON AS FALLEN ANGEL WALKS OUT THROUGH THE SMOKE AND ONTO THE STAGE. HE LOOKS AT THE FANS WITH DISTAIN BEFORE MAKING HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP AND TOWARDS THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring…from Parts Unknown…weighing 268 pounds…he is the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion... Fallen Angel!!! SC: The Champion, The Leader of TCK and tonight he is a marked man. SJ: He is what T.F.W.F. has been about Scoop...both Makel and Cross hate him, but they must respect his in ring presence. The match begins with... A 3-way staredown between the three men. Angel reminds both Cross and Makel who the champ is, just dripping with arrogance and overconfidence, the picture of a self-obsessed champion. With a short glance between them, both Makel and Cross start off going after Angel to a MASSIVE ovation, backing him into the corner and wailing on him to the crowd’s approval. Tempers flare however between Cross and Makel as Makel shoves Cross back, obviously looking to settle his personal vendetta with Angel but Cross is having none of it as he yanks Makel off of Angel and a slugfest ensues between the two. Back and forth Cross and Makel wail on each other with right hands as Angel takes a breather on the floor, letting his opponents beat the holy hell out of each other. Cross gets control and backs Makel into the corner, but Makel takes over with a thumb to the eye to a HUGE chorus of boos. Makel stalks Cross looking for an early ‘Seven Out’, but Cross turns it around a hooks him for ‘Re-Liberation’ to a MASSIVE ovation but Makel slips out of that and into a backslide attempt and they fight over that before finally Makel breaks it a swing around for a lariat, but Cross ducks that and catches Makel in position for a diamond cutter to another MASSIVE ovation, but Makel shoves him into the ropes and catches him coming back with a Chris Hero-like roaring elbow to lay Cross out. The crowd is electric for the exchange, but before Makel can capitalize Angel picks his spot and is back in to take him out with a lariat to an ENORMOUS chorus of boos. Angel goes on the attack, pounding back and forth on Makel and Cross before he looks to dump Makel out to the floor, but Makel holds onto the ropes as Angel goes on the attack with Cross, but Cross fights back and chops Angel against the ropes for the whip, but Angel counters mid-move and shoots Cross in just as Makel skins the cat, catching Cross coming in with a headscissors and taking him over to the floor to a surprisingly HUGE mixed reaction. Makel then skins the cat AGAIN and Angel takes a rush at him looking to clothesline him out to the floor, but Makel ducks down and dumps Angel over the top to a MASSIVE ovation. Both Angel and Cross slowly get to their feet on the floor as Makel is still in the ring, slowly climbing to top rope as the crowd begins to rumble. Perched high atop the turnbuckle Makel waits for his opponents to get to their feet before he dives on top of them with a crossbody to the floor to a MASSIVE ovation. SC: OH! Sandy Makel taking a chance and it paid off for him on this occasion! SJ: Now why would you take such a stupid risk this early in such a big title match? SC: Well it seems clear to me that Makel is gonna pull out all the stops in this match to get some retribution on Fallen Angel and try to regain the Undisputed title. SJ: Well he may have just fast-tracked his way to an early defeat with that move because you know that took just as much out of him as it did either Cross or Angel. I’ll give Makel his due for being a great wrestler but he’s sacrificing brains for brawn here and showing exactly why he was a paper champion. SC: Well like him or not, Snoop, it seems evident that with that high risk maneuver Makel has taken the lead in this match. All three men are down from the move but Makel, slowly, makes it to his feet first and immediately picks up Angel to roll him back into the ring for a quick 2 count. Back on their feet and Makel beats Angel back against the ropes and shooting him off before he hits the ropes himself looking for a running lariat, but Angel ducks under and comes back with a high knee to put Makel down and follows up with a rebounding running kneedrop for a 2 count. Angel makes a throat cut gesture and hauls Makel up in position for a ‘Cradle of Darkness’ to ENORMOUS heel heat, but from out of nowhere Cross flies in to break it up with a missile dropkick to the back, stumbling Angel towards the ropes and allowing Makel to pitch him out to the floor again to a MASSIVE ovation. Once again it’s Makel and Cross one-on-one in the ring and there is obviously no love lost between them. Back and forth the slugfest ensues again as Cross backs Makel against the ropes for the whip, but Makel counters and short-arms Cross in with a go-behind German suplex. Makel stomps Cross into the corner and puts a boot across the throat to a chorus of boos and then finally stands Cross up in the corner to fire off a series of chops. Makel panders to the crowd for a moment, but it gives Cross the opening to turn it around and just LIGHT UP Makel with some of the STIFFEST, most BRUTAL knife edge chops you’ve ever seen, so stiff that Cross actually HURTS HIS OWN HAND before he decides to continue chopping away at Makel to a MASSIVE ovation. His hand and Makel’s chest now deep red from the vicious chops, Cross looks to send Makel post-to-post, but again Makel short-arms him into a German. Makel clutches his chest – now covered in red welts in the shape of Cross’ hand – looking PISSED as he picks Cross up, feigning a post-to-post whip but once more short-arms Cross into a German to a HUGE chorus of boos. Makel goads the crowd, professing his supposed superiority as he calls for one more and sets Cross against the ropes for another short-arm German, but Cross counters into a short-arm DDT to a MASSIVE ovation and covers for a close 2 count. Makel rolls out to the floor and Cross follows, ramming Makel’s head into the steel steps and again he tries to whip Makel, this time into the barricade, but again Makel counters the whip and shoots Cross into the barrier before catching him stumbling out with a lariat, only to be blindsided by a waiting Angel on the floor. Angel takes a moment, looking back and forth between his opposition trying to decide which he’s going to attack before finally settling on Cross to an ENORMOUS chorus of boos. SC: OH! A blindside attack by Fallen Angel! The champion was just waiting in the wings there looking to pick off the opposition. SJ: And that’s exactly the kind of strategic thinking that makes Angel such a dangerous and unparalleled competitor. He holds off until just the right moment before he strikes like an assassin. A Cerebral Assassin. SC: …Anyway, it seems that Fallen Angel has got both the challengers on the ropes at the moment, but right now it looks like he’s got a choice to make. SJ: Hahaha! And there’s your answer Scoop! You can say goodbye to Sebastian Cross’ chances of becoming Undisputed Champion! The middle of the match sees... Angel bringing Cross into the ring again and going to work on him, pounding on him in the corner, but Cross fires up and starts to fight back to a MASSIVE ovation, reeling the champion and hitting the ropes for a crossbody block, but Angel catches him and snaps him over in a fallaway slam. Angel covers for a close 2-count but gets distracted when Makel tries to get back in the ring and he leaps up to knock Makel from the apron. Angel turns back to go to work on Cross again but he walks right into an even flow DDT from Cross, who holds on into Angel’s own ‘Blackout’ guillotine choke to a THUNDEROUS ovation. Angel struggles against the hold much to the approval of the crowd until finally he starts to go limp and the ref checks the arm for a TKO, but it’s broken up before the third drop by Makel, who holds up Angel’s hand and stomps Cross in the face to MASSIVE heel heat. Makel first tries to take advantage of Cross’ hard work by covering Fallen Angel but Cross yanks him off of Angel and the slugfest ensues. Once more Cross seems to have the advantage but gets caught going for a kick and snapped over in a dragon screw before Makel goes to work on the leg. Makel stomps away and drives elbows into the knee of Cross before he sets up for a Texas Cloverleaf, but midway through the attempt to turn Cross over, Cross counters into an omoplata, a move that has become something of a signature of Makel recently, hooking it on tight to a MASSIVE ovation. Makel cries out in pain but is eventually able to roll out of the hold and as Cross gets back to his feet and charges in at him, Makel catches Cross coming in with a ‘Re-Liberation’ to a MASSIVE gasp from the crowd. The crowd boos furiously as Makel covers Cross for a close 2 but it’s broken up by Angel with a leg drop to Makel. Angel pounds on Makel and hooks him up for an Exploder but Makel fights out of it into position for ‘Seven Out’ to a MASSIVE ovation, but Angel grabs the referee to distract him and lands a mule kick to Makel out of the ref’s sight before he goes behind and hits Makel with his own ‘Seven Out’ to a MASSIVE gasp from the crowd. Angel bridges for the pin. 1! 2! 3! NO! Cross breaks it up just in the nick of time to a MASSIVE ovation. The slugfest ensues between Cross and Angel and again Cross tries the Irish whip but Angel counters and catches Cross coming back with a European uppercut. Angel thinks he’s got the drop on Cross but Cross kips up to an ENORMOUS ovation and NAILS Angel as he turns back around with a flying lariat to a THUNDEROUS ovation. Cross stalks Angel now and Makel tries to intervene, but he is bieled out to the floor by Cross to another MASSIVE ovation. The momentary distraction is all Angel needs though as he catches Cross turning around with a facebuster to the knee, stunning the challenger before he hits the ropes for a lariat, but much to Angel’s surprise Cross follows him into the ropes like a shadow and when Angel bounces off the ropes to find nobody there he turns around right into another flying lariat from Cross to a THUNDEROUS ovation. Angel is down and the crowd is going wild as Cross is showing signs of exhaustion, but he digs deep and sprints to the ropes before coming off with a lionsault for 1! 2!! 3!!! NO!!!At the last second, Makel shoots into the ring and drags Cross outside and lays him out with a tombstone on the floor! Makel is then back in to capitalize on Cross’ handiwork and covers Angel for 1! 2!! 3!!! NO!!! ANGEL KICKS OUT! SC: Damn! Some questionable tactics there on the part of Sandy Makel, taking advantage of the offence of Sebastian Cross! SJ: Sandy at least is playing this match smart, Scoop. He doesn’t give two shits about Cross or the fans, he’s just doing whatever it takes to win. Unfortunately for Makel, his opponent and the reigning champion is the best in the business, Fallen Angel. SC: Your hero worship aside, Snoop, we all know that there has been some severe bad blood between Angel and Makel in the past, but those kind of tactics on the part of Makel make you wonder whether if Makel wants revenge for his wife… Or revenge for the belt. The crowd is on the edge of their seat for that nearfall as Makel pounds on the canvas in frustration before he stalks after Angel and pounds him into the corner. Makel’s offence on Angel is brutal as he wails on the champ in the corner and the referee intervenes, warning him about excessive violence but Makel just tells him to back off. He turns back to go to work on Angel who is now slumped in the corner and reaches down to grab him, but Angel grabs a handful of tights and uses leverage to shoot Makel into the post to MASSIVE heel heat before catches Makel as he stumbles back out of the corner clutching his shoulder and dumps him over the top and to the floor with a lariat. Angel goes outside after Makel now and beats on him around ringside. Finally, as Angel is hammering away at Makel against the barrier and drops him with a stiff right to the forehead, Cross is stumbling towards him in the background with a bottle of water from the timekeeper’s table in hand. Cross takes a sip as he walks up behind Angel and turns him around before spitting the water in his face to a MASSIVE ovation and teeing off on the champion to an ENORMOUS pop. The crowd is loving it as Cross has the champion rocked and reeled against the barricade and lets out a war cry before he charges him, but Angel ducks down and backdrops him into the audience to a MASSIVE ‘OOOOOHHHHH!!!’ Cross is down in the crowd along with a couple of fans from the front row who got taken out in the crossfire as Angel spits on Cross’ lifeless body to ENORMOUS heel heat before he turns his attention back to Makel who is slumped against the corner-post for support. Angel takes a charge at him now with a lariat, looking to take his head off but Makel ducks out of the way and Angel wraps his arm around the post to a MASSIVE ovation, but it is short lived as Makel tries to capitalize, only to be bounced off the post face-first by Angel, who follows that up by slamming Makel’s face into the steel steps. Makel appears to be busted open from those last two shots as Angel drapes him across the apron and drops a leg across his throat before they go back in. Angel is extremely calm and collected as he stalks the bloody Makel, waiting for him to crawl to the ropes and reach his feet. Makel – back up – stumbles right into an Exploder from Fallen Angel, who casually covers but breaks the count at 2 to some MASSIVE heel heat. He picks Makel back up and folds him up with an Erick Stevens-style Doctor Bomb this time, but again Makel and AGAIN he breaks the count at 2. Angel shakes his head and wags his finger before making a throat cut gesture to signal the end as he picks up Makel again. Makel tries to fight back but is quickly cut off and set up in position for the ‘Cradle of Darkness’, Angel taking his time and taunting the crowd as he hooks Makel up and locks in the cradle, holding him in position to show off his superiority to an ENORMOUS chorus of boos before he finally SPIKES Makel down for the certain finish. SC: DAMMIT! Makel can’t even stand right now! Fallen Angel is just toying with him at this point! SJ: Hahaha, I love it Scoop! And it looks like Angel is through playing games right here! SC: That smug son of a bitch! This match could’ve been over already but instead that arrogant jackass needs to humiliate Makel! This is disgusting! SJ: HAHAHA! And there it is, the Cradle of Darkness! This one’s as good as over! 1! 2!! 3!!! SC: NO, WAIT! IT’S NOT OVER! IT’S NOT OVER! SEBASTIAN CROSS WITH THE SAVE!!! SJ: WHAT?! WHERE DID HE COME FROM?! Finish... The crowd is rallying raucously behind Cross as he hammers away at Angel again, reeling him back against the ropes. Finally, Cross is able to get a successful Irish whip as he shoots Angel into the ropes and bounces off at him with a high impact lariat in mind, but Angel ducks under that and hits the ropes with one of his own in mind, but Cross follows him in looking for the shadowing lariat again, but this time Angel is ready for it and turns around to hit the ropes for his own shadowing lariat, but Cross will not be taken in so easily and HITS THE ROPES HIMSELF for the shadowing lariat, but Angel STILL sees it coming and catches Cross for a spinebuster, but Cross swings it into a tornado DDT to put both men down to an ENORMOUS standing ovation. The crowd rallies behind Cross again as both men slowly make it to their feet using the ropes. Cross charges in at Angel and is met with a back elbow, but Cross is fired up and shakes his head with intensity to a MASSIVE ovation as he throws another lariat at Angel, but Angel catches him with an Exploder! Cross, through pure will is straight back on his feet to a THUNDEROUS ovation! Another lariat attempt and another Exploder, but again Cross’ fighting spirit shines through and he is back on his feet with a primal roar as Angel looks on in wide-eyed horror and the crowd cheers RABIDLY. Cross furiously charges Angel again but is met with a knee to the midsection and is just DRILLED with a wrist-clutch ‘Darkness’ fisherman buster for his troubles to a TREMENDOUS awed gasp. That absolutely has to be all for Cross as Angel drops to his knees, fatigued, and covers. 1…! 2…! 3! NO!!! CROSS KICKS OUT!!! Angel is stunned as he hooks the leg now, making a serious cover this time! 1! 2!! 3!!! NO!!!! CROSS KICKS OUT AGAIN TO A THUNDEROUS OVATION!!! ANGEL CAN’T BELIEVE IT!!! The crowd rallies solidly behind Cross now as Angel picks him up and sets up for another ‘Cradle of Darkness’ to MASSIVE heat and hooks him up for it, but Cross kicks his legs and drops out to counter into a set-up for ‘Divine Intervention’ to an ENORMOUS pop, but Angel fights out and lifts Cross up for a wrist-clutch Exploder, but Cross drops out and twists around into ‘Re-Liberation’ to a DEAFENING OVATION!!! CROSS COVERS WITH BOTH LEGS HOOKED!!! 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! SC: SEBASTIAN CROSS SHOWING INCREDIBLE RESILIENCE, BUT HERE COMES ‘THE CRADLE OF DARKNESS’!!! WAIT! NO!!! CROSS WITH THE COUNTER, LOOKING FOR ‘DIVINE INTERVENTION’!!! SJ: THERE’S NO WAY HE CAN HIT THIS! THERE YOU GO ANGEL!!! FINISH HIM OFF!!! HERE IT COMES!!! AAAHHH!!!! NO!!! SC: SEBASTIAN CROSS!!! ‘RE-LIBERATION’!!!! WE’VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!!! 1!!! 2!!! 3, NO!!!! SANDY MAKEL JUST MADE THE SAVE!!! SJ: Oh thank you! THANK YOU, SANDY! Finish… Cross and Makel are back on their feet and Cross charges right into a boot from Makel who looks to follow up with an RKO, but Cross pushes him off into the ropes and catches him coming back with a boot to the gut and sets up for a Twist of Fate to a MASSIVE ovation! Cross swings through but Makel slips out into a waistlock and plants Cross with a German, holding on for a second and then looking for the trifecta, but on the third German attempt Cross somehow manages to twist himself around and DRIVE Makel down with a rolling DDT to a MASSIVE ovation! Makel is dazed but rolls with the maneuver into the ropes and manages to pull himself up. Cross takes another charge and Makel dumps him out with a backdrop but he lands on the apron and turns Makel around for something, but Makel drops back to nail Cross with a modified enzuigiri that drops Cross to the floor in a stunning combination. The crowd is split for Sandy Makel but their reaction leans greatly towards the positive as he turns his attentions back to Fallen Angel and slithers Orton-style across the canvas as Angel gets back to his feet, looking for the RKO. Angel turns and Makel goes for it but Angel shoves him into the ropes and catches him coming back for a ‘Darkness’, but Makel slips out in midair behind Angel and turns him around right into an RKO to an ENORMOUS ovation! Makel covers for 1! 2!! 3!!! NO!!! FROM THE OUTSIDE CROSS PULLS ANGEL OUT TO A THUNDEROUS OVATION!!! Makel is PISSED that he has been robbed of his victory over Angel and goes outside to brawl with Cross. They brawl over towards the announce table where Scoop and Snoop are commentating with Makel clearly having the advantage as he slams Cross’ face into the table cover. With Cross is dazed, Makel pulls off the cover and rips out the monitors, bad intentions in mind. He goes to grab Cross but Cross fights back with a series of rights and finally with big swing he knocks Makel up in the air and onto the table. A few extra punches to keep him down and Cross gets up onto the apron looking for an Asai moonsault to a MASSIVE ovation, but before he can spring off the ropes, Angel blindsides him with a sledge to the back and hooks him up with a Doctor Bomb from the apron through the table!!! SC: OH MY GOD!!! SEBASTIAN CROSS WAS GOING FOR IT ALL RIGHT THERE BUT HE LEFT HIMSELF WIDE OPEN AND HE JUST PAID THE PRICE FOR IT!!! SJ: This is crazy, Soop, but at least we can be sure that Sebastian Cross will no longer be a factor in this match! For him, the night is over! SC: Sebastian Cross, lying broken at our feet, but stunningly it seems Sandy Makel was able to avoid being caught beneath that wicked powerbomb from Fallen Angel! From what we can see on what’s left of the monitors, it looks on the replay like he just rolled off the table in time! SJ: So now it’s down to Angel and Makel, Scoop, and after that tremendous match at Death or Glory and the state Makel is in right now, I like Angel’s chances! Hahahaha!!! Finish… Fallen Angel is back in the ring as both Cross and Makel are still down on the floor and Angel commands the referee to count them out. The referee is confused, arguing that you can’t have a countout in a 3-way match but Angel fires back that both men are outside of the ring while he, the champion, is in and therefore if neither man can answer the count he wins the match. Scoop and Snoop argue back and forth over the legality of this decision in this match and Snoop of course cites the ‘TCK Rulebook’. Reluctantly, the referee begins a count to a THUNDEROUS chorus of boos as neither man is moving out on the floor. The count begins: 1… 2… 3… 4… Makel is slowly crawling towards the ring. 5…! 6…! 7…! Makel reaches the apron and tries to re-enter, but he collapses and falls back to the floor to the ENORMOUS SHOCK AND ANXIETY OF THE CROWD! 8!!! 9!!! 10!!! NO!!! MAKEL JUST GETS BACK IN BEFORE 10 TO AN ENORMOUS OVATION!!! Angel is pissed at this outcome, since the match must continue with both his opponents still involved, even though Cross is still out cold on the floor. Back in the ring and Angel, seriously frustrated that he can’t put Makel away, goes after him and back him up against the corner before pummeling on him with punches, but there’s still some fight left in Makel yet as he turns Angel around in the corner and starts teeing off on him to a MASSIVE ovation. Makel looks for a post-to-post but Angel tries to counter only for Makel to throw back all his weight and send Angel right back where he came with incredible velocity, enough that it sends Angel tumbling over the top to the floor to a MASSIVE ‘OOOOOOOHHHHHH!!!!’ Makel, a ball of intensity, goes out after Angel and takes the offensive, running Angel around the ring and headlong into the post with a THUD to another MASSIVE ‘OOOOHHHHHH!!!!’ The crowd actually begins to rally behind Makel now as we see that Angel is busted open!!! Makel rolls him back into the ring and fires off a series of punches that have the bloody champ on spaghetti legs before he hits the ropes for a lariat and runs right into a ‘Cradle of Darkness’!!! Both men are down and the crowd is on their feet as Angel slowly rolls over and drapes an arm across Makel for 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! NO!!!!!! MAKEL KICKS OUT!!!!!!!!!! THE CROWD IS IN SHOCK! ANGEL’S IN SHOCK! IF MAKEL WAS FULLY CONSCIOUS, HE’D BE IN SHOCK!!! Slowly making it back to his feet Angel decides the time for kid gloves is over and slugs Makel back into the corner and sets him up for ‘ADD’! Makel fights Angel off but Angel boots him in the head and starts to climb the ropes, abandoning the standard ‘Angel Death Drop’ for the same one he used to beat Makel at Death or Glory! The crowd is on their feet with UNGODLY heel heat as Angel postures high upon top rope, but his posturing wastes too much time and Makel shoves him off, crotching him on the top rope!!! Mustering his strength, Makel dives off with a lariat to knock Angel off the rope with tremendous force and follows up as quickly as he can manages by climbing the opposite turnbuckle and connecting with a frog splash! SC: ANGEL LOOKING FOR THE ‘ADD’! IF HE HITS THIS IT’S ALL OVER!!! WAIT!!! OOOOHHHH!!! MAKEL WITH THE COUNTER!!! SJ: NO!!! THAT’S NOT RIGHT!!! YOU CAN’T DO THAT TO THE CHAMPION!!! THAT SHOULD BE A DISQUALIFICATION!!! SC: LARIAT!!!! MAKEL WITH THE LARIAT FROM TOP ROPE!!!! ANGEL IS DOWN!!!! SJ: GET UP CHAMP!!! GET UP!!!! DO IT FOR ALL THE LITTLE KILLERMANIACS!!!! SC: MAKEL!!! MAKEL!!! WHAT’S HE LOOKING FOR?!! AAAHHHHHH!!!!! FROG SPLASH!!!! FROG SPLASH!!!! WE’VE GOT A NEW CHAMPION!!! SJ: NO!!!! SC: 1!!! 2!!! 3!!! NO!!!! WAIT A MINUTE!!! SEBASTIAN CROSS!!! SJ: WHAT THE HELL?!! HOW IS CROSS STILL IN THIS THING?!!! AND WAIT A MINUTE, WHAT WAS THAT MANEUVER?!! SC: No. No, it couldn’t be! There’s no way! He couldn’t possibly have-- But there on the replay! I can’t believe what I’m seeing! Sebastian Cross just broke up that pinfall with what looks like A ‘KILLING JOKE’!!! Finish... The crowd is stunned by Cross apparently busting out one of the finishers of the man who ruined and almost took his life at Death or Glory. Makel managed to see the move coming and avoid it at the last second with Angel taking the brunt of the maneuver but he is nonetheless stunned by Cross’ actions as it seems the so-called ‘Unwanted Son’ has LOST IT! Makel stares Cross down with shock and Cross stares back with cold, ruthless eyes before finally he charges, looking for another lariat. Fortunately, Makel manages to come to his senses in time to catch Cross and swing around in position for ‘Seven Out’, but Cross somehow twists around to escape and gets behind Makel, then in another shocking development, twists Makel around into ‘The Last Laugh’ to the disbelief of all concerned. Cross rises back to his feet for a moment and glares down ominously at the unconscious body of Sandy Makel for an eerily long time and the crowd and ref wonder if he’s even going to cover but their words don’t even phase Cross. Finally, with a nudge of his foot he turns Makel over and casually puts a foot on his chest. 1. 2. 3. No! Fallen Angel is back on his feet to intervene, grabbing Cross by the shoulder and turning him around for an Exploder, but with one stiff elbow he fights out and as Angel turns to face him again he looks right into the cold, vacant eyes of Sebastian Cross and even he is stopped dead in his tracks. There is something in the eyes of Cross right now that cuts through Angel’s very soul, and in an instant he is dropped with ‘Re-Liberation’ and rolled over into an anaconda vice. The crowd comes alive, cheering wildly as Angel flails in the vice, but Cross’ face is blank but for the killer instinct in his eyes as eventually Angel has no choice but to tap! Winner via submission, and NEW Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion: Sebastian Cross The crowd is going BALLISTIC as the bell rings, but Cross won’t let go of the choke. The bell rings again but still Cross won’t release the hold! The bell rings AGAIN and Angel soon passes out completely and STILL Cross won’t release the hold! Finally, several more referees hit the ring and, through the efforts of 5 of them they are finally able to tear Cross off of Angel. The crowd roars their approval for Cross leaving both men laying, but perhaps don’t fully comprehend what they are witnessing. Cross finally stands to his feet and looks around, almost unaware of his surroundings as the referees surround him cautiously as if he were some kind of wild animal. The ruling official is handed the World title and cautiously approaches Cross to award him the belt, backing away as soon as he hands to belt to Cross who simply stares at it with a distant look in his eyes. Warily the referee approaches him and raises his hand in victory to the roar of the crowd. Cross looks slightly up...maybe searching for something. He sees a poster of Ian Monks and his eyes narrow to a hard stare. (END SHOW)