DATE: 11th January 2010 Monday Mayhem - from Toyama, Japan -Toyama Stadium

*’ALIVE – POD PLAYS* [FLASHBACK: HIGHLIGHTS OF ICE STORM IN SIBERIA WITH THE REVELATIONS OF THE WONG AND ONLEE CONNECTION, CROSS CLAIMING HIS 4TH WORLD TITLE AND MAKEL'S DRAMATIC WIN OVER FALLEN ANGEL JUST SOME OF THE HIGHLIGHTS.] (THE PYROS EXPLODE ALL AROUND THE FORD CENTRE. THE CAMERAS FLY AROUND THE ARENA PICKING UP SUCH SIGNS AS ‘JAPAN LOVES TFWF’, ‘PRANK ME JOSE ’ AND ‘WHO SHALL BE KING? ’ FINALLY THE SHOT SETTLES ON THE COMMENTARY TEAM OF SCOOP CUTHBERTSON AND SNOOP JONES AT RINGSIDE.) SC:  Before I came onto the show tonight I wondered how you would introduce the first Monday Mayhem back in 2010 when you have just witnessed what we saw at Ice Storm: Siberia...I think the words WELCOME T.F.W.F. TO 2010 ARE THE ONLY ONES I CAN THINK OF! SJ: Any Happy New Year to the Onlee family! SC: ... SJ: What? SC:  Subtly was never the strong point of my broadcast colleague, tonight we see the return to the T.F.W.F. ring of one The Reverend James Onlee, fresh off the news he has been working with Dorian Wong for the best part of a year. This Unholy Alliance has had one game plan...ruin the life of our New World Champion, Sebastian Cross. Wong claimed he envied Cross’ life so much he TOOK Cross’ family and presented them to Onlee like he was doing them a favour! What a sick and twisted set of minds these two have? SJ: It’s wrestling version of Social Services, Scoop...personally I am behind it. Cross has ignored his family for so long, remember when his pursuit of the World title meant he didn’t even know his own woman was pregnant. I mean what type of husband and father is that...thank God for the T.F.W.F. Bernardo’s team! SC: I almost feel like ignoring you for that comment. SJ: What? SC: (ignoring Snoop) We have the fall out of Ice Storm: Siberia for sure, but the major talking points tonight will be of course the in ring qualifiers. Four qualifiers tonight, four wrestlers booking places in the King of the Deathmatches tournament in Los Angeles, this February 14th and in our Main Event, one man will walk out the New Light-Heavyweight Champion as some of the best high flyers meet for the coveted Championship. Of course vacated when Kirsta Lewis’ was horribly taken out by TCK, her own stable before the PPV. SJ: I thought she might have kept the belt to be honest... SC: Whys that? SJ: Pawn it to pay for her medical bills... SC: That’s a bit uncalled for... SJ: Hey, the T.F.W.F. insurance policy only covers injuries sustained by wrestlers, not former heroin addicts who turn up on the show and give a beat down to a woman before being carted off to Siberia. Did I mention Iziah and me are now pen pals? SC: No... SJ: Oh, well we aren’t, but if I was ever to have a Prison Pen Pal it would behim...him or Michael Jackson. SC: Michael Jackson is DEAD! SJ: So which is the pedo who went to prison? Boyd...Trumps? SC: What the hell are you talking about? SJ: GLITTER! SC: Tonight is going to be emotional folks, it’s going to be... *’DOWN’ – STONE TEMPL PILOTS PLAYS* (MASSIVE GROUND SHAKING CROWD HEAT. THE TCK TOTALLY ACTION TRON STARTS UP. DRESSED IN CASUAL SMART CLOTHING. TCK’S MEMBERS MAKE THEIR WAY OUT TOWARDS THE RINGSIDE AREA UNDER MUCH PROTEST FROM THE CROWD IN ATTENDANCE.) SC: ...after I was going to say how emotional tonight was going to be, I was also going to beg the question on this groups claims to have a fourth member in the mix Snoop. Any comments? SJ: I wonder if my application got lost in the post, I haven’t heard anything back yet... (THE HEAT SOMEWHAT DIES OFF AS JONNAH STREET SNATCHES A MICROPHONE FROM ANNOUNCER HALL AND STARES OUT TO THE CROWD.) JS: Just in case you people are wondering...we are here to make it very clear that Ice Storm 2009 has been firmly put behind TCK...its 2010 and it’s a New Year for us... (THE CROWD JUMP ALL OVER TCK WITH CHANTS OF “THE ALLIANCE GOT YOU!”. STREET HAS A VERY AGGITATED LOOK ON HIS FACE.) JS: Shut the hell up... (THE CROWD CHEER AND FURTHER CHANTS COME AT THEM. OBVIOUSLY TCK WEREN’T EXPECTING SUCH A HOSTILE RECEPTION FROM A JAPANESE CROWD WHO USUALLY HAVE MUCH RESPECT FOR THEIR IN RING WRESTLERS.) JS: Listen here Japan...the fact it has taken you 50 years of being wrestling fans to find a voice to find something you don’t like...it proves one thing to TCK. We are doing the right thing...we are making waves in the wrestling business the likes of which have never been seen. Did The Firm have this effect? Did The Four Corners really turn that many heads? Was Axis the water fountain discussion of EVERY COMPANY in the wrestling world...to the crappy high school touring feds to the big promotions trying to rival T.F.W.F., one name on everyone’s lips is TCK! (THE CROWD TURN BACK TO THEIR BOOS OVER THEIR MOCKING CHANTS. FALLEN ANGEL TAKES THE MICROPHONE AND MORE AGITATION FROM THOSE IN ATTENDANCE.) FA: The House is right...Japan has always had fans who respected the wrestlers when they come to the ring and tonight, a little bit of history was made when you people so internally disgusted by our actions booed us out the building. The garbage you hurled at us signalled one thing...we ain’t just changing wrestling...WE ARE CHANGING CULTURES! Tonight, is the start of something very special for us...tonight is as we said the night where we begin the search for the person who will pick up the mantel left by the departed Miss Lewis, a mantel to be the fourth member of TCK. A mantel never to be taken lighty, a mantel soaked in rewards that the average wrestler in the back can only dream to have a taste of...tonight wrestling world...it begins... (ANGEL FOCUSES HIS ATTENTION ON THE RAMP AND POINTS TO THE BACK AS IF POINTING AT EVERY PERSON BEHIND THAT MAGIC CURTAIN.) FA: This message goes out to everyone in the back...take a look at the person to your right...that person could be the next member of TCK...that person could be on the verge of stardom...that person... *’GRAVEMAKERS AND GUNSLINGERS’ – COHEED AND CAMBRIA PLAYS* (A MASSIVE CHEER FROM THE CROWD. RHYS PECT WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE IS HOLDING A PIECE OF PAPER IN ONE HAND AND A MICROPHONE IN THE OTHER. HE HAS A BIG SMILE ON HIS FACE.) SC: PECT HAS HEARD ENOUGH! SJ: HE HAS ANSWERED THE CALL OF TCK! I KNEW HE WOULD SELL THE ALLIANCE DOWN THE RIVER! SC: Will you be serious... (PECT HOLDS UP THE PIECE OF PAPER.) RP: Right here...in my hand rests the most important thing I have going for me now...my most recent drugs test, independently adjudicated by the Championship Committee...with doctors on standby to make sure I was cleaner than clean...which all these fans KNEW from day one I was...all these fans KNEW that YOU... (PECT POINTS DIRECTLY AT ANGEL) RP: ...are responsible for me missing Ice Storm: Siberia. So why don’t you be a man and admit in front of all of these fans here tonight...it was another one of your little power plays... (ANGEL LOOKS ABOUT AS INNOCENT AS HAROLD SHIPMAN AT A MURDER SCENE. HE SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS.) FA: DON’T BLAME ME FOR YOUR SHORT COMINGS PECT! (PECT MOCKINGLY APPLAUDS ANGEL.) RP: Well, you’re not going to win an Oscar for that one are you man. Still the academy has made some lame ass choices in recent years so who knows. Fact is, I got one way to get that confession out of you...Ian Monks might be the owner of the T.F.W.F., but he is still answerable to a Championship Committee...a wrestling governing body which oversees ALL promotions in wrestling, for the most part Monks can do as he wishes, he isn’t bothered, but FAKING A WRESTLERS DRUG TEST TO GET HIM BARRED FROM COMPETITON...they wouldn’t look too favourably on that now would they? (ANGEL LAUGHS.) FA: Prove it... RP: Oh I intend to, you see, sometimes some old fashioned beat downs are the best way to prove something...so lets start by making sure your ass is firmly kicked RIGHT HERE AND NOW! (THE JAPANESE CROWD GO CRAZY.) RP: TONIGHT! YOU AND ME ONE ON ONE! IN THIS RING! (ANGEL IS ABOUT TO SPEAK WHEN JC MCDONALD TAKES THE MICROPHONE FROM HIM WITH THE CROWD CHEERING WILDLY.) JM: Before you get too excited, you have spent your career BEING WRONG Pect... RP: Well it seems to me Kirsta Lewis was right to back Jack Hondo and the Alliance...because you guys pretty much drew a fucking blank at the PPV...aint that right Champ...whoops I almost forgot, slip of the tongue huh! (STREET POINTS AT PECT, ANGEL HOLDS HIM BACK AS MCDONALD SHAKES HIS HEAD AND SMILES.) JM: As I was saying Pect, you have spent your entire career being wrong here in the T.F.W.F.. Your career was surpassed by Mike Mitchell...your failure to lead stables such as Axis and the aMc are just small case examples for a man who has spent his time in the T.F.W.F. trying to be Mr. Funny...when the only thing sorry about him is how he is still drawing on the cheers of a crowd who last watched him hold a title about 2 years ago...in fact that isn’t funny Pect...it’s sad...very, very sad. Before you came out here and shouted off about your exam results or whatever it was...we were saying how there is a spot open in the TCK ranks for someone in the wrestling world...maybe even someone in the back. So it’s simple...someone show their worth to TCK and put this son of a bitch out of his misery...cause tonight...THERE IS A BOUNTY ON THE HEAD OF RHYS PECT! (THE CROWD BOO.) JM: A bounty which says...there is a spot open right here in this ring for one lucky wrestler. So come deliver and then collect your prize! SC: Holy Crap, a bounty is on the head of Pect! How will he react to that? SJ: Suicide? SC: What? SJ: Well, technically if he kills himself he gets in TCK. Mind you I don’t know if a corpse of Rhys Pect is good for their public relation image. (PECT LOOKS A LITTLE LOST FOR WORDS.) JM: And your little joke Pect about me not being World Champion...well I am not one to stand here and feel sorry for myself, so as of right now Sebastian Cross, you have one months grace until Night of the Revolution X on February 14th, to go find your bible bashing wife and soon to be baptised son cause that Sunday, your attendance wont be at church, it will be in this ring as I envoke my rematch clause and challenge you for the World Heavyweight Championship... (THE CROWD KIND OF POP FOR THIS ONE, AFTER ALL WHO WOULDNT WANT TO SEE CROSS VS. MCDONALD.) SC: McDonald has activated his rematch clause Snoop...right here on the first Mayhem of 2010... (PECT LOOKS READY TO REPLY WHEN LAW AND ORDER, HEAD OF T.F.W.F. SECURITY COMES RUSHING OUT AND GOES TO GRAB HOLD OF HIM. HE LOOKS TO HIT THE ‘SCALES OF JUSTICE’ ON THE RAMP, PECT BLOCKS THE MOVE, COUNTERS AND THROWS LAO INTO A MONDAY MAYHEM SIGN ON THE RAMP AS THE FORMER ARMY OFFICER GOES CRASHING OUT. IN THE RING TCK SMILE AS PECT LOOKS AT THEM WITH A MIX OF CONTEMPT AND MAYBE A SMIDGE OF CONCERN.) SC: LAO JUST TRIED TO ACT ON THAT BOUNTY! SJ: TCK HAVE JUST SENT A MESSAGE TO THE ENTIRE T.F.W.F. SCOOP! AND ANYONE...COULD TAKE THEM UP ON IT! SC: Rhys Pect is now a marked man...he might be cleared to wrestle, but I wonder if he wishes he would have stayed at home... [HYPE VIDEO: SUNDAY FEBRUARY 14TH FROM NEW YORK & LOS ANGELES...TFWF PRESENTS: NIGHT OF THE REVOLUTION X...INCLUDING THE KING OF THE DEATHMATCHES TOURNAMENT.] SC: Welcome back folks and the ring has cleared after what has been a very dramatic start to Mayhem... SJ: It was like The Young and The Restless without dramatic music! SC: Ok...anyway, one of the next talking points we couldn’t get to was this mysterious Question Mark...an apparent masked wrestler who has joined the T.F.W.F. ranks...tonight he has a chance Snoop to qualify for the KOTDM tournament...but standing in his way APB. SJ: Question Mark, could make an impression tonight and remember with TCK casting an eye over everything, maybe our newest member could be the newest member of TCK! SC: You never know...let’s go to Jaycee... KOTDM Qualifier - Tables Match The Question Mark vs APB  (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is King of the Deathmatches Qualifier and is a tables match...currently in the ring from Parts Unknown...weighing in at an undisclosed weight...The Question Mark!!! SC: What are you doing? SJ: Writing down all the clues Jaycee just gave us... JH: And his opponent... *'COME TO LIFE' - ALTERBRIDGE PLAYS* (MIXED REACTION. 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: Now APB took out the Connection post match in Siberia...I just want to know who this guy thinks he is? SJ: Allen Bartsch? SC: ... FINISH...Bartsch starts out incredibly agressive on Question Mark showing some of his strongest performances in a T.F.W.F. ring for sometime. Mark doesn't waste anytime countering he fires in with some stiff chops and some well put together moves, Bartsch looks to lock in a ddt, but Mark finishes the match by nailing a pedigree onto the mat. He lifts Bartsch up and finishes him through a table with a powerslam through a set up table. Winner, and qualifying for the KOTD Tournament: The Question Mark? Match Time: 9m29s Match Rating: 3.0 Stars Question Mark stands for a moment in the ring. He looks to pull off his mask and then pauses. He wiggles his finger back and forth before leaving the ring. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (ACTION CUTS TO BACKSTAGE, WHERE WE SEE ALL THREE MEMBERS OF DESERT SEX BICKERING IN THEIR DRESSING ROOM. NESS CAN BE SEEN ROLLING HIS EYES IN FRONT OF SCORPIO AS THE "S-FACTOR" IS IN THE MIDDLE OF A THOUGHT. AARON ROBERTS, MEANWHILE, IS UNCHARACTERISTICALLY QUIET IN THE CORNER OF THE ROOM...) SC: Alright -- so who knows where we can get an anvil on such short notice? N: God, you're retarded... SC: Look, Pect's crafty, alright? But NOT crafty enough to see an anvil coming, know what I'm saying? (NESS LETS OUT A SNORT AND FACEPALMS.) N: Hey, I got an idea. How about we find Pect... corner him... and oh, I dunno -- beat the shit out of him? (A MOMENTARILY STUNNED SCORPIO LETS OUT A HEARTY CHUCKLE AS NESS BURIES HIS FACE IN HIS HANDS.) S: Right, like that'll work. (SUDDENLY, THE DOOR OPENS, AND WE SEE CREME DE LA CREME IN A PAIR OF DAISY DUKES AND AN EXTRA SMALL BELLY SHIRT WITH THE WORDS "BOOTY CAMP" ON THE FRONT. HE'S SUCKING ON A LOLLIPOP AS HE SAUNTERS IN, SMILING.) CC: Hey, bitches! SC: Creme, what's up? CC: Me, now that you're here. SC: Hmm? CC: No worries. Aaron, darling! How're you? (AARON REMAINS QUIET AS CREME LOOKS OVER SUSPICIOUSLY. THE REMAINING MEMBERS OF DESERT SEX LET OUT A PAIR OF SIGHS AS NESS LOWERS HIS VOICE.) N: Been like that since Siberia. SC: Poor guy musta had a concussion or something. Hasn't been the same since you-know-who... CC: Kovalenko? SC: Right. CC: So... what're we gonna do about it? N: We're not sure, yet. But it's coming, I promise you that. (CREME ARCHES A CURIOUS EYEBROW.) CC: What's coming? (SCORPIO TAKES ANOTHER LOOK AT AARON AND TURNS BACK TO CREME, TRYING TO HIDE A SNEER.) SC: The end of that fugly Ukrainian.. (ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.) (WE CUT TO THE BACKSTAGE AREA, WHERE WE SEE JOEL BRYANT WALKING DOWN A CORRIDOR. THE CROWD POPS FOR THE FORMER "CRAZYMAN" AS HE BUMPS INTO ANOTHER PROMISING TFWF PROSPECT...) JB: Well, I'll be damned. (THE CAMERA PANS TO THE RIGHT, AND WE SEE NONE OTHER THAN THE "WAR HOUND," VIKTOR KOVALENKO. THE CROWD POPS AGAIN AS THE HULKING VIKTOR LOOKS BRYANT OVER CURIOUSLY.) JB: Saw what you did at 'Ice Storm," Viktor. You're a scary man, I gotta hand it to you. (KOVALENKO OFFERS A SMALL NOD OF GRATITUDE AS JOEL COCKS HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE.) JB: You understand me, don't you? (KOVALENKO NODS AGAIN, ELICITING A SMALL GRIN FROM BRYANT.) JB: Then I want you to listen to me, here. We're fighters, the both of us. And next week? I'm gonna make short work of Ness. Now, If I get past him, and you get past Phenom tonight? You know what that means, right? (VIKTOR'S STONY GAZE DOESN'T FLINCH AS HE GIVES ONE LAST NOD.) JB: Then we have an understanding. Just know that I look forward to fighting you, Viktor -- it'll be an honor. (JOEL OFFERS A SINCERE HAND AS VIKTOR FOLLOWS SUIT AND SHAKES IT OUT OF RESPECT. THEY SHAKE HANDS, BUT IT'S BRYANT WHO HOLDS ON, HIS TINY GRIN EVENTUALLY MELTING INTO SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE SERIOUS...) JB: But don't expect such a warm welcome in Los Angeles. (BOTH FIGHTERS GIVE EACH OTHER A HARD LOOK AS JOEL FINALLY RELEASES THE "WAR HOUND'S" HAND, WALKING OFF.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Two of the best pure fighters in T.F.W.F. right now the Hardcore Champion Joel Bryant and the undefeated Viktor Kovalenko... SJ: Well, thats about to change in a minute!!! KOTDM Qualifier - Chair in the ring Match Phenom vs Viktor Kovalenko (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is King of the Deathmatches Qualifier and is a chair in the ring match... *’BODIES’ – DROWNING POOL PLAYS* (PHENOM EMERGES FROM THE BACK 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: Second time in the big man's career he has held the Intercontinental Championship, but tonight he is all about getting into that tournament for the King of the Deathmatches. SJ: And hopefully after this we won't have to hear about how amazing this streak of Kovalenko's is...two matches...whatever! JH: And his opponent... *'UNSTOPPABLE' - E.S. POSTHUMUS* (MIXED REACTION. THE ARENA GOES DARK AS THE T.A.T. SHOWS A BLACK-AND-WHITE MMA TRAINING MONTAGE. THE LIGHTS AROUND THE TRON FLARE TO THE BEAT OF THE WAR DRUMS AS WE SEE A STONE-FACED VIKTOR KOVALENKO MARCH OUT WITH THE UKRAINIAN FLAG DRAPED AROUND HIS SHOULDERS.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from Luhasnk, Ukraine... weighing in at 278 lbs... "The War Hound," Viktor Kovalenko!!! SC: I am really looking forward to this one, that chair is probably playing though into the hands of Phenom who of course is a hardcore wrestler by trade. Can Viktor use the chair...well will he even try. SJ: The don't have chairs in the Ukraine they just sit on their hands...losers. He might try and mate with it. SC: Will you stop! FINISH...A great little fight back and forth between two of the big guys in wrestling. Phenom uses his comfort with the ring and physicaly domineering ways to take it to Kovalenko, but the powerful Ukranian is able to snap back into focus. When presented with the opportunity to use the chair he declines, but Phenom does not and whacks him hard with it. Phenom looks to set Viktor up for the 'Final Destination' when the T.A.T. airs with that damn viagra commercial again. Phenom looks around and Kovalenko counters the move into an Anaconda Choke. Phenom is trapped in the middle of the ring and can't move before the Intercontinental Champion is forced to tap out. Winner, and qualifying for the KOTD Tournament: Viktor Kovalenko Match Time: 9m29s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars Phenom comes around post match and looks to the Totally Action Tron...he snarls at the still, but slightly juttering image of the Ramon commercial. Phenom gets to his feet and stalks to the back. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (THE SCENE MOVES TO THE LOCKER ROOM OF KENT CLARK, WHO IS IN THE MIDDLE OF WARMING UP FOR HIS SHOT AT THE LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE LATER IN THE NIGHT WHEN APB WALKS INTO THE ROOM. CLARK GLANCES UP TOWARDS HIM, THEN SIGHS AND SHAKES HIS HEAD, STOPPING HIS WORKOUT) KC: What do you want? Come to cave my face in with brass knucks or something? APB: Oh, come on Kent. I just did what I thought was necessary at the time, that’s all. You think those Commonwealth Connection assholes are above cheating? Turnaround is fair play, and all that… (CLARK JUST SHAKES HIS HEAD AGAIN AND MAKES A FACE) KC: Listen, Allen, if we’re going to be a team, you need to get that type of thinking out of your head. What about all that stuff you told me when we first teamed up? Everything you said about making things better around here… APB: And I still believe that, Kent. I do. However, to get there, we need to get a break first, and sometimes, you’ve gotta do things to manufacture those breaks. KC: What, like use illegal knucks? (APB SHRUGS HIS SHOULDERS, THEN GETS A SLY LOOK IN HIS EYE) APB: Or take out Pect and do TCK a favour… (CLARK’S EYES WIDEN IN SHOCK AT THAT) KC: You’re not serious… (APB LOOKS AT CLARK’S EXPRESSION, THEN FORCES OUT A LAUGH AND A GRIN) APB: What? Oh, no, of course not, just a joke. (CLARK NARROWS HIS EYES AT HIM AS IF HE DOESN’T BUY THAT, BUT SAYS NOTHING MORE ON THE SUBJECT AS APB CHANGES TACK) APB: Hey, I was thinking though… You need any help out there tonight? I mean, both those Commonwealth Connection bastards will be out there, and I wouldn’t mind knocking the heads together of those preening Desert Sex pansies. You might need someone out there to watch your back… (CLARK STEPS FORWARD AND LOOKS APB DEAD IN THE EYE) KC: I appreciate the thought, but Allen, let me make something perfectly clear to you right now. If I’m going to win tonight, I want to do it the right way. (CLARK POINTS A FINGER AT APB AND GIVES HIM A STERN LOOK) KC: I mean it Allen. Stay away from the main event tonight. You got me? (APB JUST SIGHS IN IRRITATION AND NODS) APB: Just a thought, Kent. Whatever you say. I’ll leave you to it. (WITH THAT, APB TURNS AND LEAVES THE LOCKER ROOM, SLAMMING THE DOOR JUST A LITTLE ON THE WAY OUT AS CLARK WATCHES HIM GO WITH A SLIGHTLY WORRIED LOOK…) (ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.) (CUT TO ANOTHER PART OF BACKSTAGE, WHERE WE SEE BETH MCCAIN STANDING BY WITH JOSE RAMON, LOOKING CONFIDANT AS EVER.) BM: Beth McCain here with former Intercontinental champion Jose Ramon. Now Ramon, what are your thoughts about what happened at Ice Storm? JR: Well obviously it was a bit of a disappointing loss, and nobody wanted to see Phenom take that title. So Phenom better shine up that title real nice and take as many pictures as he can get with it, ‘cause I’m going to be coming back for what’s mine real soon. BM: Well looking forward to a little later, what are your thoughts about grabbing the Light-Heavyweight championship? JR: Naturally gold is gold, and the fact remains that of all the pretenders out there, there’s only one man who’s proven to be the by-god BEST damn Light-Heavyweight champion. And that man – the man who’s going to win the title – is naturally… (RAMON CUTS SHORT THE TIRADE AS INTO THE FRAME WALKS EXILE. BETH BACKS AWAY AS THE TWO STARE AT EACH OTHER. THEY LOOK EACH OTHER INTO THE EYE FOR ALMOST A FULL MINUTE BEFORE RAMON BACKS AWAY, WALKING OFF. BETH QUICKLY GOES UP TO EXILE.) BM: Exile, can I ask you about Ice S – (EXILE WALKS AWAY FROM THE SCENE, LEAVING BETH STANDING ALONE LOOKING CONFUSED.) BM: Uh, back to you Snoop and Scoop. (RINGSIDE.) SC: Man, did you feel the tension between Exile and Jose Ramon...Jose might have won over these fans, but I don't think he has won over Exile. SJ: So Exile has already bedded the sister and now he wants a piece of Jose Ramon...its like an Erotic version of the Waltons. SC: What the hell are you talking about? SJ: I.... SC: Also, we saw a very determined Kent Clark saying he wants no help from APB tonight. SJ: Well, he might need it... SC: Why? SJ: Cause Kent is the biggest loser in wrestling! SC: Debateable...well it has been the match many have been waiting for...our third qualifier of the night...the reigning King takes on James Onlee...yet thats right James Onlee back and what an impact he made without even being at Ice Storm...Sebastian Cross...I am sure is on the starting blocks backstage somewhere...this is going to be something! KOTDM Qualifier - Strap Match Sandy Makel vs James Onlee (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is King of the Deathmatches Qualifier and is a strap match... *’HYSTERIA’ – MUSE PLAYS* (MAJOR ASS CROWD POP. 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... Sandy ‘The Dice’ Makel!!! SC: This place is firmly behind Sandy Makel, Makel doesnt care for anyone, but it seems like a shade of grey has come over the fans with him. They respect Sandy for what he can do. SJ: I think he has become a bit of a pussy... JH: And his opponent... *’SIRENS AND CHURCH BELLS PLAY* (MONSTER CROWD HEAT. THE SIREN BEGINS TO BLARE THROUGHOUT THE ARENA. THE T.A.T. BEGINS TO GLOW AS THE LIGHTS IN THE ARENA DIM TO JUST ABOVE TOTALLY BLACK. THE SCREEN IS STATICY AND ANY IMAGE IS UNDEFINED UNTIL THE RED SEAL OF JAMES’ RELIGION APPEARS AND BEGINS TO FLASH IN TIME WITH THE SIREN. A SPOTLIGHT IN RED AND IN THE SAME SEAL APPEARS AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP AS JAMES ONLEE EMERGES FROM THE BACK ACCOMPANIED BY TWO MEN DRESSED IN BLACK SUITS AND WEARING BLACK VEILS OVER THEIR FACES. JAMES WALKS OUT INTO THE SPOTLIGHT AND THE TWO MEN STAY ON THE STAGE ON THE ENTRY WAY. FLASHES OF GOLD LIGHT EXPLORE THE ARENA AS JAMES MAKES HIS WAY DOWN THE RAMP, HEAD BOWED AND HANDS HELD IN PRAYER, THE SPOTLIGHT FOLLOWING HIS EVERY MOVE. AS HE APPROACHES THE RING, HE RAISES HIS ARMS UPWARD AND TO THE SIDE, AS THEY REACH THE PINNACLE OF THEIR ASCENT GOLD EXPLOSIONS FLY FROM THE TURNBUCKLES LEAVING MIST FLOAT FROM THEM. JAMES THEN LOWERS HIS ARMS, CLIMBS THE STEPS AND ENTERS THE RING, GIVING ONE FINAL GLANCE TO HIS PARISHONERS TO GO BACKSTAGE, AND THEY DO.) JH: Making his way towards the ring from the Redfield Church of God…weighing 245 pounds…The Reverend James Onlee!!! SC: There are no theatrics with James Onlee...the most creepy and disturbing entrance in wrestling folks and he is back...Onlee is back and looking to qualify for the biggest tournament of them all. SJ: I can't wait, I hope Sebastain does the right thing and respects the match tonight. SC: You can't be serious... SJ: Hey! This isn't Oliver Twist...they are James' family now... FINISH...Onlee and Makel waste litle time putting on a clinic. Both well versed in the mat wrestling game with Onlee's background as a submission wrestler something that cannot be ignored either. Onlee certainly hasn't lost a step as he and Makel play a closely fought strap match for the opening bit looking from counter to counter. Then all of a sudden heavens open. Sebastian Cross comes running down to the ring and hits it. With No DQs he goes straight for Onlee. Makel tries to pull Cross off of him because the strap acts pulling Makel into the mele. Onlee then ducks a Cross attack and uses the strap to whip Makel into Cross who gets knocked out of the ring. With the option to touch the four corners or hit a submission. Onlee pulls Makel into a school boy and throws his feet onto the ropes. The clash of heads with Cross maybe causing some confusion allows Onlee to sneak a win. Winner, and qualifying for the KOTD Tournament: 'The Reverend' James Onlee Match Time: 4m18s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars Onlee gets himself unstrapped from Makel quickly and rolls out of the ring. He backs up the ramp and stands there as Cross gets to his feet, Cross is about to take off after Onlee, when Makel gets up, spins Cross around and plants him with a big right hand knocking the World Champion down. Onlee stands on the ramp, under the mask no doubt laughing at what has happened. (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM GOES TO COMMERCIALS.) (T.F.W.F. MONDAY MAYHEM RETURNS FROM COMMERCIALS.) SC: So...Sebastian Cross has technically just gifted James Onlee a spot in the KOTDM tournament and Sandy Makel is NOT happy... SJ: Well, this is what I am saying, Cross is suppose to be our World Champion. JC McDonald never behaved like this coming out and ruining matches. SC: No he just buried information on Cross' family and for 6 months has been part of a group which has systematically been ending careers in the T.F.W.F.. SJ: Right! SC: ... KOTDM Qualifier - Ladder Match Aaron Roberts vs Jonnah Street (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is King of the Deathmatches Qualifier and is a ladder match... *DEATH BLOOMS' - MUDVAYNE PLAYS* (BIG CROWD HEAT. ROBERTS WALKS OUT AND POSES ON THE RAMP WHILST THE TAT SHOWS OFF HIS SIGNATURE MOVES. ROBERTS ADMIRES HIMSELF ON THE SCREEN BEFORE HEADING FOR THE RING.) JH: Making his way to the ring, from Gloucester, England...weighing 246 pounds...he is the DWIWF North American Champion...Aaron 'The Cobra' Roberts!!! SC: Longest reigning North American Champion of all time Snoop...but how is he going to be tonight bearing in mind what Viktor did to him at the PPV. SJ: What you mean when he cheated his way to some crap win. Aaron will be fine... JH: And his opponent... *'LAPDANCE' - NERD PLAYS* (MASSIVE HEEL HEAT. THE T.A.T. SHOWS SHOTS OF LAS VEGAS WITH A COUNTDOWN GOING ON. PYROS EXPLODE LIKE A GOLDEN MILE ON THE STAGE. JONNAH STREET WALKS ONTO THE STAGE. HE ROLLS HIS NECK AND THEN STRIKES A MUSCLE POSE ON THE RAMP AS MORE PYROS EXPLODE AROUND HIM. HE WALKS DOWN TO THE RING.) JH: Making his way towards the ring, from Las Vegas, Nevada...weighing 298 pounds...he is the T.F.W.F. European Champion...Jonnah 'The House' Street!!! SC: Street the only TCK member to pick up a win at Ice Storm and he of course would like nothing better than to put himself in a postion to be the King of 2010. SJ: This is going to be epic! FINISH...With nothing to climb for, but the use of the ladder anyway, neither man being an aerial expert showed much use for the ladder other than a weapon. Roberts maybe still slightly dazed from being attacked by Viktor at the PPV is bullied around at first by Jonnah, but soon settles into a degree of normality. His mistake comes when he missesa chance to get the 'AGR', Street pushes him off the ropes, catches him and spins him into a 'Streets Apart' for the three onto the ladder. It was a see saw affair, with Street just nicking the win. Winner, and qualifying for the KOTD Tournament: Jonnah Street Match Time: 10m29s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars Jonnah gets to his feet and grabs his European Championship. He celebrates briefly as Aaron writhes in pain on his back on the ladder. (ACTION GOES BACKSTAGE.) (ACTION CUTS BACKSTAGE, MAHONEY MACMILLAN STOOD IN THE INTERVIEW POSITION) MM: Ladies and Gentleman, my guest at this time is none other... Than Rhys Pect. R: Mac. MM: Now Rhys, earlier tonight we saw TCK put a price on your head in a last ditch attempt to oust you from the TFWF once and for all. How do you respond to such a heinous act? RP: Now Mac, I have been through hell and back more than once before. And if TCK think that they have what it takes to put me down, then let me assure you... They are sorely mistaken. MM: That’s all good and well Rhys, but you have to think now. There is a chance that every single person in the locker room might now look at you twice before they speak to you. Because as we all know, money talks in this Business. RP: Mac, if we all sat down and worried about it every time some jerk off thought about having a go then Rhys Pect would have been done.... (ALL OF A SUDDEN RHYS IS INTERUPTED AS HE IS FLUNG FORWARD INTO THE CAMERAMAN. AS THE DAZED TFWF STAFF MEMBER COMES TO WE SEE CARL AND FRED OF DOOM AND DOOMER LAYING INTO RHYS WITH EVERYTHING THEY HAVE. RAINING DOWN PUNCHES AND KICKS ON PECT WHO IS UNABLE TO FIGHT BACK. RHYS STRUGGLES SOME MORE AND TRIES TO GRAB FRED BUT CARL PLANTS HIM STRAIGHT IN THE FACE, PECT STUMBLES BACK AS D&D CONTINUE THEIR ASSAULT. MACMILLAN HAS HIGH TAILED IT AS DOOM AND DOOMER THROW RHYS INTO THE SET AND CONTINUE TO LAY THE BEAT DOWN ON PECT. JUST AS IT SEEMS THAT DOOM AND DOOMER MAY VERY SOON HAVE MORE MONEY THAN SENSE JACK HONDO COMES OUT OF NOWHERE! HONDO PULLS CARL AND FRED OFF RHYS AND BANGS THEIR HEADS TOGETHER. HE THEN GRABS CARL AND GIVES HIM A BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX ONTO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!! HE THEN GOES AFTER FRED AND PLANTS HIM WITH A DDT. THE CROWD CAN BE HEARD CHEERING FOR HONDO IN THE ARENA, RHYS DRAGS HIMSELF BACK TO HIS FEET AND DUSTS HIMSELF DOWN. HONDO JUST STARES AT HIM, SOME TENSION CLEARLY FELT. RHYS STARES RIGHT BACK AND WALKS TOWARDS JACK. NOT TAKING HIS EYE’S OFF HIM) JH: A Thankyou would be nice... RP: How do I know you didn’t just take those two out so you could take the bounty for yourself? Huh? JH: Rhys... I’m on your side remember? You’re getting Paranoid. RP: You’ve been here two minutes, I don’t know I can trust you... Yet. (RHYS AND HONDO STARE AT EACH OTHER ONCE MORE BEFORE PECT BREAKS THE STARE AND WALKS OFF, LEAVING HONDO WATCHING HIM AS DOOM AND DOOMER CRAWL ON THE FLOOR IN CLEAR PAIN) (ACTION CHANGES BACKSTAGE.) (WE SEE FALLEN ANGEL TALKING WITH IAN MONKS IN MONKS’ OFFICE, LOOKING CONCERNED.) FA: Look, Makel’s been a downright pain in TCK’s ass ever since he won that King of the Deathmatches. I just want to rub it in his face what a flash in the pan he’s been when I win back my crown as King. IM: Don’t worry; I’ve taken care of it. FA: Yeah? So tell me who’s got who in the next round? IM: I’ve put Bryant in there against Ness, Hondo against that poufy Scorpio, S.G. Martins against the poufier Crème…  FA: Stop with the head game, who do I have!?! IM: … Kent Clark.  (FALLEN ANGEL LOOKS AT MONKS WITH SHOCK, EYES WIDE BEFORE HIS FACE BREAKS OUT INTO A WIDE SMILE.) FA: Kent Clark!?! Kent Clark!?! I KNEW I could count on you to make things right. Don’t worry boss, I won’t let you down. This should be a walk in the park. (ANGEL WALKS OUT AFTER RUBBING HIS HANDS IN GLEE, A SINISTER SMILE ON HIS FACE.) (RINGSIDE.) SC: Four men through...and there are the four other brackets for next week where we will have a clearer vantage point of how the King of the Deathmatches tournament will unfold. SJ: I am on the edge of my seat! SC: Actually your not... SJ: You're right that last hot dog tired me out...pheww...I need a nap. TITLE - LHW Jose Ramon vs SG Martins vs Chester Addison vs Scorpio vs Kent Clark vs Creme de la Creme (BELL RINGS.) JH: This match is scheduled for one fall andfor the T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Championship...currently the challengers in the ring...Jose Ramon...one half of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions SG Martins....Scorpio...one half of the T.F.W.F. Tag Team Champions...Chester Addison...Kent Clark...and Creme de la Creme...the winner will be crowned the NEW T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion!!! SC: AND HERE WE GO! SJ: Can I get a hot dog please? FINISH...A great little match sees a real back and forth action with almost finishes. Clark almost scoring a pin, Creme almost getting a pin, the mele means nobody can take a real clear cut advantage. Something needed to happen and it did. SG Martins and Chester Addison go on a double team rampage all over the ring clearing house, but despite the comments of Clark. Bartsch hits the ring, he pulls Addison and Martins over the top and begins brawling with them up the aisle. In the ring Jose Ramon and Creme de la Creme share a near fall back and forth looking to get the win. However, it's Jose who gets an unexpected visit from Phenom which takes the LHW Champion out of the picture. SC: Well Clark, Scorpio and Creme are the only guys left here as its take out city. SJ: I will have a Chinese... SC: ... Scorpio and Creme continue their double team moves on Kent who is looking to get something from this, but the final turn of the night happens as Bryant comes rushing down to the ring. The Hardcore Champion goes into the ring and nails the duo with a double clotheslline, he grabs Scorpio and begins smashing the hell out of the S-Factor in the corner. Ness and Roberts then hit the ring. Its complete chaos!!! SC: I don't see how there is going to be an outcome here...anything positive anyways. Desert Sex assaults the hell out of Bryant but the Hardcore Champion is fighting back and very hard. Kent takes advantage and then drop kicks Scorpio out of the ring. Creme de la Creme spins Clark around and goes for a small package. Creme then spins the packagae into a 'Creamy Middle'. Creme locks it in hard, Kent then eventually taps out with the mele everywhere. SC: Creme de la Creme has done it, he has become the Light-Heavyweight Champion. Winner, via submission and NEW T.F.W.F. Light-Heavyweight Champion: Creme de la Creme Match Time: 14m20s Match Rating: 3.5 Stars Desert Sex get their wits about them and get into the ring. Creme is presented with the LHW title which he looks like he has won an Oscar. Desert Sex celebrate a big win for their newest member. (END SHOW.)