[)o|7…6…5…4…3…2…1… HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Is heard loudly throughout your house as confetti starts to fly every where, champagne bottles get popped open and hugs and kisses are being shared all over the place.. Ok, back away from your sister… sicko. Back to the subject at hand, why are you celebrating the new year at the end of January? If you are Chinese, then it makes sense but if you aren’t, the hell? Oh I see.. you are celebrating the ICWF’s new year…? The Year of Insanity..? Well ok then… Great reason to have a New Year’s party… Someone calls out “it’s here!” and everyone rushes over to the living row to surround your plasma TV… The warning sign has just faded away as well as the FBI warning sign… The screen is black but then you see something small approaching… as it gets closer and closer it becomes more readable, four numbers… “1999” They fade away and then the words “A New Beginning” are seen… As those words stay on your screen, a voice is heard… “In nineteen ninety nine, a federation was born.. A federation that would revolutionize the industry as we know it.. A federation that will push the envelope like no other has before…” The screen becomes black again as silence falls upon us.. then another four numbers appear: “2000” followed by the words “A New Beginning II” The voice once again comes back… “In the year two thousand… People were fearing the Y2K bug and perhaps the end of the world.. What they should have been fearing though was, the rebirth of the most Insane Federation to have ever been created… the ICWF….” Another four numbers appear… “2001” followed by the words.. “Genesis to Genocide” The voice comes back yet again… “In two thousand and one.. the ICWF got a face lift and became even more extreme than before… It was the beginning of the end for the rest of the wrestling world.. It was Genesis.. to Genocide… It was a sign of things to come….” The numbers and letters fade away yet again and then a scene opens up, revealing Times Square in New York City.. .There are thousands and thousands of people counting down as the famous ball is being lowered… We’re down to the last ten seconds, then five… four… three… two.. one… Confetti starts to fly all over the place and the crowd roars in cheers… Fireworks go off in the distance… As you take a closer look though, you notice that the people aren’t cheering but screaming… They are fighting… they are battling each other, going crazy… explosions start to go all over the place and the sounds of gun fired are heard in the background… As the madness continues… The camera starts to pan up, away from this insane setting… The camera focuses where the ball has fallen and you see it being brought up again.. Except that this time.. instead of the numbers 2004 being in bright lights… The word “Insanity” shine brightly… The camera all of the sudden zooms in on the sign, and standing right next to it, laughing in his known evil way, is ODJ…. The scene fades to black and then the sounds of fans cheering is heard as the scene opens up once again, this time, revealing the sold out Baltimore Arena in Baltimore, Maryland… Host of tonight’s Dawn of Insanity Pay Per View… Cypress Hill’s “Insane in the Brain” is playing in the background as the camera pans around the screaming fans… After trying to get everyone in the screen, the camera focuses on the Insane-A-Tron and fireworks start to go off right above it, bringing more cheers out from the crowd.. After the great light show, the camera cuts to our beloved dynamic duo, Paco and Miller…|o(]

Paco: Jumping boobies on a cold night Miller, it’s another ICWF Pay Per View!!

G. Miller: Uh, yeah… it is… Welcome fans to the very first pay per view of 2004, we are live here in beautiful Baltimore, Maryland where tonight, the year of Insanity begins!!

Paco: It’s the dawn of insanity and as I check out the card for tonight, and the matches we have planned, I can’t agree more with the title Miller!

G. Miller: We have some very extreme match ups lined up for you, but none more extreme than our main event!!!

Paco: Hell nah! We haven’t had this match in over a year, but to be honest Miller, I couldn’t think of a better pay per view to have it on than on the very first pay per view of the year!!

G. Miller: I couldn’t agree more… Fans, you are probably wondering just what in the name of everything that’s pretty pink are we talking about right?

Paco: Uh, gay!

G. Miller: Shut up! Well fans, wonder no more… Tonight’s main event match between Titan 3, The World Champion and Lucius Pendragon, the challenger and current Television Champion will be fought inside a steel cage!

Paco: But not just any steel cage!

G. Miller: A hell in a cell steel cage!

Paco: But not just a hell in a cell steel cage!

G. Miller: A double hell in a cell steel cage!

Paco: But not just a…. what the hell man? Let’s just tell them!

G. Miller: Alright, alright! Fans, tonight main event will be fought in one of the most scariest, deadliest, amazing,

Paco: JUST TELL THEM FUCK FACE!

G. Miller: TOWER OF INSANITY MATCH!!

Paco: WOOHOOO!!

G. Miller: A Tower of Insanity match is a cage, on top of another cage, on top of a third cage! Three “hell in a cell” steel cages, one on top of the other, one slightly smaller than the other… The match will begin in the ring inside the first, and larger cage at the bottom.. The World Title will be hanging above not the first, not the second, but at the top of the third cage!

Paco: Holy f’n shit!

G. Miller: That’s right.. and in order for wrestlers to move up to the next cage, at least one of them must be pinned..

Paco: The hell?

G. Miller: Yup, so it’s not as easy as climbing onto the next cage, then the next, then the next… Oh no.. You got to pin your opponent on the first, then drag him to the second cage.. There, either men can only move up until one of them has submitted!

Paco: What the what!?!

G. Miller: Yup, on the second cage, which by the way, doesn’t have a ring, just the caged floor with weapons scattered about.. On that one you must make your opponent submit.. Then, and only then can you move up to the third cage.. But you still got to take your opponent up to the third cage.

Paco: Damn, what do you have to do there?

G. Miller: To your opponent, nothing… You just got to drag him up there.. Once you are there, you leave him there, then climb the cage, get on the roof, grab the title and win the match!

Paco: Holy f’n shit… are the wrestlers aware of this?

G. Miller: They are now!

Paco: Dude… ese… vato… This match up is going to be the greatest…

G. Miller: You bet your sweet little hairy Mexican ass!!

Paco: HEY!!

G. Miller: Sorry… Fans, we’ll talk some more about this match up as it gets closer… But it should be a great one… Right now though fans, it’s time for the first match up of the night!

Paco: sweetness, Don Jose Cuervo.. It’s time to pop open the first bottle!

[)o|All of the sudden "Fu** The Fanz" by Cypress Hill begins to play and the crowd immediately responds with boos. |o(]

G. Miller: What the, what do they want!?!

Paco: Oh yeah! It’s my FTF boys!

[)o|The first one through the curtain is Killa Kali. Wearing a blue and black FTF shirt he seems to be whistling as he walks down the ramp. Oblivious to the debris that rains down on him he stops halfway down the ramp and turns around. Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan come walking out, each with a hand on a rope that seems to be dragging something.|o(]

Miller: MY GOD!!! Isn't that Graystone they're dragging?!

Paco:Sure is! Killa Kali warned those anti-Hardcore queers they were in for it! Go Kali!!!

Miller: Graystone is not anti-hardcore!

Paco: Then why would the FTF want to f’k with him!?!

[)o|As they reach ringside Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan stop dragging Graystone and leave him lying next to the guardrail. As they reach under the ring and pull out two tables Killa Kali takes the mic. He stands there listening to the screams and boos and a few cheers before addressing the hostile crowd.|o(]

Killa Kali: As I said the other day when I accepted my award from the great Paco, the Anti-Hardcore idiots are going to learn that the ICWF is built off of the FTF's blood sweat and broken bones. So as we were looking for Justin Stiles backstage, we could not find that little coward any where! Someone probably tipped him that we were going to come after his ass.. That’s alright.. We’ll use this loser right here as a damn example instead.. Justin, whatever the f’k you are, I hope you are watching boy.. This is your last warning to can that stupid anti-hardcore idea of yours! So lets have a little fun with this f’n loser, whoever he is. Hey! You awake out there?

[)o|A slight moan rises from Graystone at ringside. Outside the ring Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan have set the two tables on top of each other and have wrapped barbed wire around the both of them. Jack Sullivan empties a bag of tacks on the tables while Titan 3 starts putting broken glass on them as well. Killa Kali tosses the mic down and joins them outside, talking to them as he empties lighter fluid all over the two tables. Several refs run down to try and stop what’s happening only to be knocked down by Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan. Pulling a ladder out from under the ring Killa Kali slides it under the ropes and follows it into the ring. Titan and Jack Sullivan grab Graystone and toss him over the ropes, laughing as he cries out from the barbed wire cuts he receives. As Killa Kali sets the ladder up a pissed off Titan 3 takes the mic.|o(]

Titan 3: Lucious fu**ing Pendragon, you probably think you're something don't you? Probably got your panties all twisted because you slipped a victory in over me. You better enjoy it like a crack head enjoys a free ten dollar piece of crack because that euphoria is going to die just as quick as it came. Now, as you all know, my brother Killa Kali received the Hardcore-ness award the other night as well as regained his Hardcore Title despite the attack from this joker and his friend. What he failed to realize is that the FTF never forgets a disrespect or a slight. So tonight Graystone, you get to see what kind of hell we bring up close and personal.

[)o|Handing the mic to Jack Sullivan, Titan 3 pulls out some matches and lights them. Tossing them onto the tables, he laughs again as the tables ignite into roaring flames. Meanwhile Killa Kali has climbed to the top of the ladder. Titan 3 grabs the barbed wire wrapped Graystone and starts to climb the ladder a little to hand him to the waiting Killa Kali. As he does Jack Sullivan screams at the crowd.|o(]

Jack Sullivan: How ya like us now? Can't stand us can you? Nobody, and I mean nobody can stop the FTF. Not ODJ, not the law, and especially not this idiot we’re using as a f’n example. Uh oh, here we go. Hey Paco, you want to call for the EMTS!!

[)o|Ringside, Paco raises his tequila bottle in salute, making no move to call for help. Miller looks at him disgustedly.|o(]

Miller:Paco, even you can't like this! This is disgusting! I thought they did some low things before but this is going too far!

Paco: Be quiet, you're ruing my buzz!!! FTF all the way my gente!!! Call the EMTS? HAHAHA, good one Sully!

[)o|In the ring Killa Kali has Graystone at the top of the ladder. Standing there, he raises Graystone high in the air and launches himself off, delivering a release power-bomb from the top of the ladder, sending Graystone through the two burning barbed wire glass and tacks covered flaming tables! With a huge crash, he lands as Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan, cheer Killa Kali on as he gets back inside the ring. Security and the EMT teams rush out and drag the unmoving Graystone from the flames. They try and pull out the shards of glass and tacks and start to unwind the barbed wire from the blood soaked Graystone. Killa Kali, listens as the crowd that hates him chant's "Holy Shit!!" over and over. He takes the mic and hollers back.|o(]

Killa Kali:Don't think I did it for you fu**ing idiots, you fu**ing drones! I did it for me and the FTF. Not you idiots but for the Hardcore Extremist way of life. Jason Blood let that be a message to you! Justin Stiles, let that be a message to you! Oh and by the way, as we like to say....

[)o|joined by Titan 3 and Jack Sullivan, the three scream into the mic.|o(]

All Three:FU** THE FANZ!!!!

[)o|As they walk past the EMTS working on Graystone Killa Kali spits on him, as if to help put out the smoldering clothes.|o(]

Miller: Someone has got to do something about them!!

Paco: Who’s going to stop them? Graystone when he recovers if he recovers? Justin Stiles? HA! Not even close.. The FTF has been, is, and will be the dominant stable and there is nothing anyone can do about it.

Miller: Someone will do something about it, you watch.. Times like this you wish you had your Accelerators, Johnny Hunters, Deans, Anthony’s and Andrew Logan’s…

Paco: They’re all gone, just deal with it! They are gone just like TLS, and Handy Man! They’re all gone, the FTF rules everything… Oh and don’t even bring up El Linchador, he’s on his way out too!

Miller: (sigh) the ICWF needs new faces, and needs them bad!

Paco: The ICWF is just fine the way it is.. Lets go to the opening bout, what do you say?

G. Miller: Fine, I just hope we don’t have any more interruptions. Fans, Kevin Heat defends his European championship against Josiah.. This is Angel’s first real defense, lets see how he does.

Paco: It’s also the first chance he has to show that he really deserves to be the European Champion, after getting the title handed to him.

[)o|The camera switches over to the ring as Joey gets inside it for the first time tonight… |o(]

J. Styles: ICWF fans it’s time for the opening bout!! The following is a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match for the European Championship!!

[)o|"Violence Fetish" by Disturbed hits as Josiah steps out on to the entrance ramp. Josiah stand atop the ramp looking the crowd over as the slower part of the music plays, but as soon as the hard part hits he begins to walk down the ramp. He walks down towards the ring slowly taking some time to talk smack to some of the fans on the way down.|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger. He weights in at two hundred and sixty five pounds and stands at six feet three inches tall. From Albia, Iowa… Ladies and gentlemen I give you… Josiah!!!

[)o| Josiah gets halfway down the ramp before he runs towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He stands back up placing his back against the turnbuckle waiting for his opponent. The lights in the arena go out as a slow melodic tune from and organ plays over the loud speakers. Slight amounts of whispering can be heard in the organ's music and it quickly fades as one of the whispers over powers it. The whisper is that of a small child with a British accent. “We want to play, can we come out and play?” Almost as soon as the voice fades, “Perfect Insanity” by Disturbed takes its place and a single spot light shine on the entrance ramp. Angel steps into the light and heads towards the ring, mumbling random things to himself. |o(]

J. Styles: His opponent weights in at two hundred and one pounds and stands at six feet one inch tall…He comes to us from Seattle, Washington… Ladies and gentlemen I give you the European Champion.… Angel!!!

[)o|He gets inside the ring and hands the belt over to the ref who raises it high in the air. He then places it on the hook that is hanging from the rafters and then we all watch the title be taken up some ten feet above the ring.|o(]

G. Miller: Well this one is a tables ladders and chairs match Paco.. So we should have a little bit of everything.

Paco: Yup… I hope Josiah beats the hell out of Angel!

G. Miller: When are you going to let what happened between you and Angel go?

Paco: Never! I don’t forgive and I don’t forget, behotch!!

[)o| The bell rings and both men turn their attention to each other… They size the other up before locking up. Josiah applies a headlock right away but Angel pushes him off to the ropes. Josiah bounces off and both men go for a shoulder tackle, both connecting but neither moving. Angel tells Josiah to try it again, Josiah acts as if he’s going to go but then nails Angel with a clothesline, taking him down! Josiah laughs as the crowd boos… He stomps on Angel a few times before bringing him up, hooking him for a suplex and delivering it in the middle of the ring.|o(]

G. Miller: Josiah is a changed man Paco, he is ruthless, he simply doesn’t care about anyone or anything.

Paco: That’s my kind of wrestler Miller, my kind of f’n wrestler. F’k it everything, f’k it all!

[)o|Josiah quickly slides to the outside and begins to grab some of the chairs that were left there for this match.. He tosses a couple inside and then takes one in with him.. He is about to get inside the ring with it but Angel surprises him with a baseball slide, ramming the chair against his chest! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd as Josiah falls down to the floor, with the chair on top of his chest.. Angel gets up and then sees him.. He then grabs onto the top rope, uses it to launch himself over them and delivers a swanton bomb onto Josiah, crushing him under the chair but hurting himself in the process! |o(]

G. Miller: Love him or hate him Paco, you got to give him props! Angel will put his body on the line just to hurt his opponent!

Paco: Yeah, yeah, yeah.. Whatever… I’m just glad this match has turned hardcore right off the bat!

[)o|another loud “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd after Angel’s amazing move. Angel holds the back of his head in pain as he gets to his feet. He stomps on Josiah a few times before bringing him to his feet and tossing him inside the ring… Josiah rolls towards the middle of the ring, clutching his chest in pain. Angel hops onto the apron and then goes to the corner and climbs it.. He stands at the very top and then jumps off, going for a money shot splash on Josiah but Josiah rolls out of the way, putting one of the chairs he threw inside the ring earlier in his place and Angel crashes right into it! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd again!|o(]

G. Miller: Wow! Talk about crashing and burning!

Paco: Josiah is a smart man, he was leading Angel the whole time!

[)o|Josiah stumbles to his feet, still holding his chest.. He then grabs the other chair and opens it up, placing it in the middle of the ring.. He then picks up Angel and whips him towards the ropes.. Angel bounces off and Josiah delivers a drop toe hold, causing Angel’s face to bounce off the steel chair! The crowd, who has yet to take a seat, gives another loud “OOOH!” Angel holds his face in pain as Josiah rolls to the outside and goes after one of the ladders… He slides it inside the ring and then gets in himself. He stands it up and places it right under the title hanging above.|o(]

G. Miller: Josiah is already going for the title!

Paco: Why the hell not? Angel is down and.. yes! He’s busted open!!

[)o|Josiah starts to climb the ladder as Angel sits up, to reveal a bloody face! Josiah is half way up when Angel looks up and then stands.. He then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and delivers a drop kick to the ladder, tipping it over and sending Josiah flying down onto the top rope! Josiah is hung out to dry and Angel gets to his feet, grabbing the ladder and folding it close. He then lifts it up over his head, walks over to Josiah and brings it down hard across his back! The impact sends Josiah falling down to the outside and Angel doesn’t hesitate, throwing the ladder on top of him!! |o(]

G. Miller: Josiah brought the ladder in, and Angel is making him regret it!

Paco: Don’t worry, this attack by Angel won’t last long!

[)o|Josiah is hurting big time, being held down by the ladder on top of him.. Angel goes to the corner now and climbs it.. He then jumps off, delivering an elbow right onto the ladder, crushing Josiah under it!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd yet again, but this time cheers follow it… Angel stumbles to his feet holding his elbow in pain.. He grabs the ladder and then slides it inside the ring.. He goes inside as well, holding his elbow still. He picks up the ladder and sets it up… Josiah on the outside starts to get up but Angel doesn’t see him as he places the ladder right under the title and then begins to slowly climb it!|o(]

G. Miller: Here we go! Angel might get his title right here and retain!

Paco: No!! Get up Josiah!!!

[)o|Josiah is already on his way up, using the ring apron to pull himself up.. He sees Angel half way up the ladder and he quickly grabs another ladder.. He then places the top of it on the middle ropes before pushing it hard, launching it against the other ladder, tipping it over and sending Angel flying towards the turnbuckle, where he hits face first! Angel is down and the crowd is an awe at how violent this match has been right from the get go. Josiah gets inside the ring as Angel is getting up using the turnbuckle.. Josiah grabs the ladder he just used, and as Angel gets up facing the crowd, Josiah rams it, top rung first against Angel’s back! |o(]

G. Miller: Neither man is showing mercy when using these weapons! There was no feud to build up this match up, but these two are acting like heated rivals!

Paco: Like hell there wasn’t! Have you forgotten Angel’s attack on Josiah? Josiah wants revenge, and he’s getting it right now!

[)o|Josiah rams the ladder against Angel’s back a second time before dropping it down.. Angel goes down to the mat but Josiah brings him right back up and hooks him for a suplex.. Josiah gets him up but instead delivers a brain-buster right onto the ladder! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd yet again, Josiah gets to his feet, holding the back of his head… He walks over to the tipped ladder and stands it up.. right under the title… He then begins to climb it slowly as Angel starts to get up.. He stumbles onto the corner and uses it to get up.. He holds the back of his head in pain as he sees Josiah climbing it… |o(]

G. Miller: I don’t know if Angel has enough left in him to go over to Josiah and stop him from climbing up!

Paco: He probably doesn’t, the wuss!

[)o|Angel stumbles to his feet and then takes a running start and nails Josiah in his mid section with a drop kick! Josiah rocks but doesn’t fall… Angel gets up and nails him with a second drop kick, that one knocking Josiah off the ladder, landing on his feet though… He holds his side in pain as Angel gets to his feet and then charges at him, jumping onto Josiah’s shoulders! Angel tries to deliver a hurricanrana but Josiah hangs onto him, turns towards the ropes and then power-bombs him to the outside, no, Angel hangs onto his head and both men fall to the outside hard!!!|o(]

G. Miller: That was a power-bomb hurricanrana combination there, I think both got the worst of that one!

Paco: Hell yeah, both landed on their head… Don’t ask me how, but both did!

[)o|Both men try to get up but only Josiah actually manages to get up… He stumbles over to the tables and grabs one, setting it up. He then stumbles over to Angel and grabs him by his hair and pulls him up.. Angel surprises him with a right hand though, another, another, one more! Josiah is rocking! Angel lifts him for a body slam but Josiah breaks free, falling behind him! Josiah turns him around and gives him a kick to the gut. Angel doubles over and Josiah hooks him for a suplex, he lifts him and delivers an inverted one, putting Angel right through the table with it!!|o(]

Paco: I got wood! I got wood! Woohoo!

G. Miller: You do? Can I touch it?

[)o|Paco slaps Miller’s hand away as back at ringside, Josiah gets to his feet and then slides inside the ring.. He grabs one of the ladders that has been used throughout the match.. He stands it up right under the title and then begins to climb it.. Angel on the outside is starting to come around but has no chance of getting to Josiah in time.. Josiah is half way up the ladder, he looks over at Angel who is down in all fours and smiles.. He then takes a few more steps, but as he does, the ladder twists and tips over, sending Josiah down to the mat!|o(]

G. Miller: The ladder gave way! I guess all that pounding these guys gave it finally took its toll!

Paco: damn it to hell! They just don’t make ladders like they use to!!

[)o|Angel gets to his feet, holding his mid section in pain.. He sees Josiah down on the mat and quickly grabs a table and slides it inside the ring.. He then grabs the other ladder and stands it up.. He then grabs the table he just brought in and leans it against it… Angel now walks over to Josiah and stomps on him a few times before bringing him to his feet. Angel then whips him towards the table but Josiah reverses it and whips him the opposite way, and Angel crashes against the corner.. Josiah charges at him but Angel lifts both of his boots, nailing Josiah right on the face! Josiah stumbles backwards onto the table and Angle quickly jumps onto the second turnbuckle and then flies off, delivering a spear from the second turnbuckle, and putting Josiah through the table with it!|o(]

G. Miller: SPEAR! SPEAR! ANGEL CONNECTS WITH HIS TRADEMARK SPEAR!!

Paco: Calm the hell down will ya!?! How come you didn’t get that excited when Josiah delivered his trademark!? Is angel one of your butt buddies too? Wouldn’t surprise me really.

[)o|Both men are down, Josiah not moving a muscle as he is doubled over on the mat and Angel is down, holding his head in pain… The crowd begins to applaud, getting behind both men and showing their appreciation… Angel starts to come around, getting to all fours and then pushing himself to his feet.. He wipes some of the blood off of his face as he stumbles around and then grabs the ladder he just used.. He places it right on top of Josiah’s body, sort of to make sure he can’t get up and then leans against it, getting ready to climb it..|o(]

G. Miller: This match has taken a lot of out Angel, all that blood he has lost have to be making him very weak!

Paco: Definitely! You know, we might have an interference run in right about now.. With all the vampires running around freely in the ICWF, Angel is just asking to become someone’s meal!

[)o|Angel finally starts to climb the ladder as Josiah moves slightly, pushing some of the pieces of wood out of the way.. He finally regains his vision and sees Angel right on top of him, climbing the ladder.. He quickly puts his hands on the ladder and begins to rock it back and forth! Angel tries to hang on but Josiah finally manages to tip it over! Angel goes flying off the ladder, landing chest first on the top rope and then bouncing off into the mat hard! Angel holds the back of his head in pain as Josiah struggles to get up.|o(]

G. Miller: Angel almost had the match there but Josiah is definitely a fighter, he is not going to go down without a fight!

Paco: I wish we could say the same thing about you and Mr. Smith, but both of you fight, but to go down on each other!

[)o|Josiah pushes the ladder of the way and then stumbles to his feet.. He grabs one of the chairs from earlier and opens it up.. He then grabs Angel who was starting to get up and lifts him for a back-breaker, no, he drops him onto the chair instead! Angel doubles over in agony as the crowd gives another “OOOOH!” Josiah tells the crowd is over as he walks towards Angel’s legs and starts to hook them for the Texas Clover Leaf! Angel fights him off though.. There is a power struggle until Angel reaches for a chair near by, and swings the hell out of it, nailing Josiah upside the head!|o(]

G. Miller: What a shot by Angel!! He swung harder than Sammy Sosa on that one!!

Paco: He nearly took Josiah’s head off! I got to give him props for that one, holy shit!

[)o|Josiah doesn’t go down but stumbles onto the corner, holding his head in pain.. Angel stumbles to his feet and then grabs the ladder that is all bent up.. He then lays it in the middle of the ring before stumbling over to Josiah who reveals a bloody face! Angel grabs him and sets him on the top turnbuckle. Angel then nails him with a couple of right hands to make sure he stays there as he then climbs onto the second turnbuckle, lifts Josiah onto his shoulders, climbs onto the top turnbuckle and then jumps off, with Josiah still on his shoulders and delivers a DVD onto the ladder!!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd yet again, this time it is followed by a “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT “ chant… Angel stumbles to his feet and then grabs the one ladder that is good… He stands it up under the title and begins to climb it! The crowd is cheering him on, screaming “Go! Go! Go!” Josiah starts to move around, but he’s too late as Angel grabs the European title and pulls it down! The bell rings.|o(]

J. Styles: Here is your winner… via: The Fall from Grace…. And STILL The European Champion!!! ANGEL!!!

[)o|Angel drops down to the mat as the ref raises his arm in victory.|o(]

G. Miller: what a great match!

Paco: Bah.

G. Miller: I’m sorry Paco, but Angel won! You are just going to have to deal with it!

Paco: Maybe I will, with a double barrel shot gun!

G. Miller: Whatever. Folks, what a match up that was, and that was only our opening bout!

Paco: Well I’ll give ya that much, for an opening bout, that was pretty damn good. So, what’s up next?

G. Miller: Segment time!

Paco: Soooooooooooooooper.

[)o|The camera cuts to the back where we see the FTF break up and head their separate ways… The camera follows Killa Kali as he goes down a few halls but stops all of the sudden. The camera pans to show a man wearing an mask is standing in his way. The man in the mask does not move at all.|o(]

Kali: You better move out of my way unless you're wanting a......

[)o|Before Kali can finish a man wearing an S&M style gimp mask comes running from behind with a barb-wired board and smacks Kali right in the back of the head, breaking the board and causing Kali to fall down face first. The regular masked man charges at Kali and begins to lay kicks to his head as the S&M style masked man goes off camera for a moment. When he comes back he has a table wrapped in barbed wire. He sets the table up and picks up Kali. He bends him over backwards and puts his face between his legs.|o(]

Paco: What the f’k!?!?! Who’s attacking my boy!!

G. Miller: He deserves it! Let him get a taste of his own medicine!

[)o|He lifts him up in a Dominator-style face first power bomb lift, as the other masked man moves around to his side, and grabs Kali‘s head, and they both drop at the same time, the S&M style masked man driving Kali through the table with the Dominator-style power bomb, as the other masked man pulls Kali‘s head down for a power bomb-face buster combination through the barbed wire table. Kali is lying on the ground amongst broken table parts and his own blood, motionless.|o(]

G. Miller: My God, Paco, they’ve taken him out!

Paco: Damn, ese! Looks like someone wants to give Kali some Hardcore Competition!

G. Miller: Or the FTF some stable competition!

[)o|The S&M style masked man reappears on the screen, once again this time with a container of lipstick. He opens the top, and kneels down in front of Kali, doing something, but obscuring the view. He gets up after a moment, him and the other masked man walking off, out of sight of the camera, which zooms in on Kali’s face, now marked up with lipstick, spelling out "insanity," the last thing the camera shows before fading to black.|o(]

G. Miller: Killa Kali has bee made a mockery out of!!

Paco: Oh man, this is not going to sit well with the FTF! Who the hell were those guys!?!

G. Miller: I have no idea but they picked the most extreme man to mess around with!

Paco: No doubt!

G. Miller: Killa Kali has a match tonight, after that attack though, I don’t know if he can go on!

Paco: Oh don’t worry, Killa Kali will find a way to fight tonight… I feel for Jason Blood, Killa Kali is going to take it out on him!

G. Miller: I don’t know, I think this gives Jason Blood a huge advantage over Killa Kali and the Hardcore title.

Paco: You could be right.

G. Miller: Well fans, we have had two violent attacks and one ruthless match up, and we’re not even halfway through the show yet!

Paco: the PPV is living up to it’s name!

G. Miller: Sure, and speaking of living up to it’s name, it’s time for the next match up, which is the Rookie Challenge Match!

Paco: Yeah, a 7 men Insane Rumble type of match.

G. Miller: Yeah, this match up is modified though, it is not the traditional, two wrestlers start the match, every 2 minutes another comes in until all wrestlers have come out and the last man in wins..

Paco: Oh?

G. Miller: This rookie challenge starts off with all 7 men coming down to the ring. Then, Joey will give the name of two wrestlers who will start the match off. These two wrestlers will fight until one of them is tossed out of the ring.. Once that happens, another one will come in, but only one!

Paco: What the hell!?

G. Miller: Yup, this will keep taking place until there are only 4 wrestlers left in the match. When that happens, the remaining two wrestlers on the outside can join in on the fray, making it a 4 way dance affair.

Paco: Sounds cool.

G. Miller: Ah but that’s not it.. Once two more wrestlers have been eliminated, then the “throwing over the top” rule is eliminated, and in order for a wrestler to win, he must either pin his opponent or make him submit!

Paco: Pretty crazy match up if you ask me!

G. Miller: Indeed, but that’s not it… The ropes are replaced with barbwire, and while the match up is on a one on one basis, the wrestlers outside can throw weapons inside the ring, and if one of the wrestlers is thrown to the outside, but not over the top, another can replace him or all can beat him down, then throw him inside the ring again..

Paco: Holy drinking Tequila! It’s sort of like a lumber jack match too huh?

G. Miller: It’s a cluster fuck of a match, yup! Now what the fans didn’t know, as well as the wrestles is that there was a prize in this match up!

Paco: Really?

G. Miller: Yup, two to be exact!

Paco: What are they?

G. Miller: The winner would have earned himself a shot at the North American Title will the runner up, will be given a shot at the Television title!

Paco: Hella cool!

G. Miller: Indeed! So what do you say? Are you ready for this match up!?

Paco: You betcha, Joey, take it away!

[)o|The camera switches to Joey who stands outside of the ring as ICWF officials are setting up the barbwire around the ropes.|o(]

J. Styles: Fans it is time for the next match up and this one is the rookie challenge match, with the runner up earning a shot at the Television Title and the winner earning a shot at the North American Championship! Here are the participants!

[)o|The ICWF officials are done and run off. As Joey begins to call the participants name, they start to come out, one by one, one after the other.|o(]

J. Styles: From Upstate, New York… Harvey Danger!!! From Louisville, Kentucky… Zimdela Brudon!!! From Tampa Bay, Florida… Krimson!!! From Hollywood, California… “Pornstar” Pete Parker!!! From Houston, Texas… “The Party Animal” Reggie Savage!!! From Las Vegas, Nevada… Sean “Pitbull” Holmes!!! And from Baltimore, Maryland…. Kevin Heat!!!

[)o|The crowd goes wild at the mention of their home town hero… Kevin heat comes out and joins the rest of the wrestlers on the outside of the ring… Joey now pulls out a piece of paper, which has the names of the two wrestlers that will start things off. |o(]

J. Styles: The wrestlers that will start this match off are… Harvey Danger and Krimson!!!

[)o|Danger and Krimson get in as the other wrestlers look on, itching to get inside.|o(]

G. Miller: Poor Danger, not even here can he get a lucky break!

Paco: I’m sorry to say but, when you stink, flies will follow no matter where you go!

[)o|Danger is obviously upset as well as Krimson.. The bell rings and both men charge at each other and begin to pound the other with right hands. They brawl all around the ring, exchanging lefts and rights until Danger is able to get in a knee to the mid section. Krimson doubles over and Danger whips him towards the ropes… Krimson bounces off and Danger catches him and drops him with a side-walk slam!! Danger gets up and lets out a loud scream as he then pulls Krimson back up to his feet, grabs him by his head and then tosses him over the top! Krimson tries to hang on but can’t and falls flat on his back on the outside!|o(]

G. Miller: Oh my! Just like That Harvey Danger has eliminated Krimson!

Paco: Damn!! That’s Harvey Danger for crying out loud, he’s not suppose to eliminate anyone!

[)o|Danger throws his arms up in victory, then turns around only to be speared by Sean Holmes who got in faster than anyone else! Sean Holmes begins to pummel Danger with rights and lefts and then gets up and brings him to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes, Danger bounces off and Pitbull lifts him and drops him with a release spine-buster! Pitbull begins to do his signature barking and then starts a stomp-a-thon all over Danger’s chest! Pitbull then stops and brings Danger to his feet. He grabs him by his head and tights and tosses him over the top!|o(]

G. Miller: There he goes, no, he hung on to the ropes!

Paco: Damn it!

[)o|Danger did indeed hang on to the ropes and now stands on the outer part of the ring.. Pitbull turns towards him as Danger pulls himself over the ropes using the top one, and nails Pitbull with a flying clothesline! Danger now gets on top of Pitbull and begins to pummel him with rights and lefts! Danger then gets off of him and brings him to his feet, he gives him a kick to the gut and then hooks him by his waist before lifting him and dropping him with a gut-wrench suplex! Danger gets up and tells the crowd he’s throwing him out, which brings in a mix reaction from them.|o(]

G. Miller: Looks like Danger is ready to throw another one out!

Paco: This is unreal! It’s like watching an episode of friends with a black person on it! It… it’s just not possible!

[)o|Danger gets to his feet and now brings Pitbull to his.. he then whips him towards the ropes Pitbull hits but hangs on to the ropes.. Danger charges at him, hoping to clothesline him over but Pitbull back body drops him over the top rope instead! Danger hangs on to the top rope though and lands for the second time tonight on the apron.. He turns Pitbull around and nails him with a right hand. Pitbull stumbles backwards and Danger again launches himself over the top rope, going for a cross body block this time! Pitbull however sees him coming though and catches him.. He hangs on to him for a quick second before dropping him with a fall-away-slam! |o(]

G. Miller: Danger was almost eliminated there again! The lucky stars are shinning down upon him tonight Paco!

Paco: I can’t believe he’s still in there, I expected him to play the role that Krimson played today.. What’s up with that guy anyway?

[)o|Pitbull gets up and then brings Danger to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes, Danger bounces off and Pitbull nails him with a drop kick! Danger stumbles backwards and falls through the ropes to the outside! As soon as he hits, Zimdela, Parker and Heat, who were on that side begin to stomp the living hell out of Danger! As this happens, Pitbull just looks on when Savage comes from behind him and then nails him with a high knee to the back of the head! Pitbull stumbles forwards, falls over the top rope but manages to hang on! He slides back in, holding the back of his head and stares in shock at Savage!|o(]

G. Miller: We got two stories going on right now, first, the lumber-jack per say are beating the hell out of Danger and second, Savage just tried to eliminate his tag team partner Pitbull!

Paco: Hey, there are no friendships in this one Miller, it’s all about getting a shot at the gold!

[)o|Pitbull gets up and shoves Savage.. Savage throws his arms to the side as if to say “sorry bro” and then gives Pitbull a kick to the mid section.. Savage then nails him with a right hand before grabbing him and whipping him towards the ropes… Pitbull reverses it though, Savage bounces off and Pitbull catches him, lifting him onto his shoulders, swinging him around and dropping him with a stunner! Meantime, Zimdela tells Parker and Heat to back off as he gets on top of Danger and begins to do all kinds of, uh, things to him, but every now and then, nailing him with a hard right hand!|o(]

G. Miller: Ok that guy Zimdela needs help!

Paco: You know you love that kinky shit! From what I heard, you can’t wait to be one of his clients!

[)o|Back in the ring Pitbull gets up and then brings Savage to his feet. He then throws him over his shoulder and runs towards the ropes, hoping to eliminate him! Savage grabs onto the middle rope though, and as Pitbull tosses him over, he is able to roll back in under the bottom rope. Pitbull stomps on him a few times before bringing him back up to his feet and then hooking him for a DDT! Pitbull tries to deliver it but Savage blocks it turning it into a release northern lights suplex, which sends Pitbull over the top rope onto the outside! |o(]

G. Miller: Sean Holmes has been eliminated by Reggie Savage!!

Paco: The Party Animal just got a step closer to winning this match up!

[)o|Kevin Heat sucker punches Parker on the outside and then slides inside the ring as Zimdela keeps on having his way with Danger who is trying his best to fight him off, which is hard after being triple-teamed. Savage sees Heat slide in and right away begins to stomp on him.. He then brings him to his feet and nails him with a hard right hand. Heat stumbles backwards and Savage quickly lifts him and spins around before body slamming him in the middle of the ring.. Savage then goes to the corner and climbs it! As he stands on the top, Heat gets up with his back to him and Savage jumps off, catching him with a bulldog!!|o(]

G. Miller: Savage connects with a bulldog off the top, but that is a very dangerous move!!

Paco: Yeah, lucky for him, no one else was in the ring or he would have been eliminated!

[)o|Savage gets up and then brings Heat to his feet, he grabs him by his head and tights and goes to throw him over the top! Heat goes over but manages to hang on to the ropes and slides back inside… On the outside Zimdela gets up and brings Danger to his feet before nailing him with some hard slaps to the face! Back in the ring Savage brings Heat to his feet again and whips him towards the ropes.. Heat bounces off and Savage goes for a back body drop.. Heat stops dead on his tracks though and gives Savage a swift kick to the chest, then as Savage comes up, Heat delivers a take down clothesline!|o(]

G. Miller: Two brawls are going on, one inside the ring, one on the outside and Parker is just relaxing, watching it all.

Paco: that’s a smart man right there. What I think you mean though is, we have a match going on inside the ring, and a rape going on outside of it!

[)o|Zimdela now whips Danger towards the steel steps but Danger manages to reverse it and Zimdela hits hard, stumbling towards Danger who wraps his arms around him and drops him with a belly to belly suplex! Back in the ring Heat brings Savage to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Savage bounces off and Heat goes for a kick to the mid section, Savage catches his foot but then Heat nails him with his other one in the back of the head! Savage stumbles towards the ropes and falls through them to the outside, landing in front of Parker who gets on top of him and begins to pound him with hard right hands!|o(]

G. Miller: Savage very lucky there, falling through the ropes and not on top of them!

Paco: I don’t know if I would call being pummeled by Parker, “lucky.”

[)o|Danger slides back inside the ring and as he gets up, Heat charges at him and goes for a clothesline but Danger ducks and then hooks Heat from behind, dropping him with a neck-breaker! Danger catches a breather as on the outside, Parker brings Savage to his feet, lifts him with a gorilla press and then drops him chest first unto the guard rail! Parker talks trash to Savage and then turns, only to be met by a spinning heel kick from Zimdela Brudon! Back in the ring, Danger gets up almost at the same time as Heat and both men begin to exchange right hands!|o(]

G. Miller: Look at Danger go! He’s been fighting since the match started and is showing no signs of slowing down!

Paco: Tonight could end up being his night after all!

[)o|Danger wins the battle of fists with Heat and then whips Heat towards the corner. Heat hits hard and Danger walks over and takes him out of it, hooking him under his arm for a DDT! Danger then goes to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle, as he does though, Zimdela jumps up on the apron, steel chair in hand and he whacks Danger right in the face with it! Danger rolls over Heat’s body and Heat quickly nails Zimdela with a right hand, knocking him off the apron! Heat then turns his attention towards Danger, bringing him to his feet and now he climbs the corner. He hooks him for a DDT and delivers a tornado one!|o(]

G. Miller: What a shot by Zimdela Brudon!

Paco: Yeah, got Danger right on the face! He’s going to need plastic surgery for sure!

[)o|Heat gets to his feet and then picks up Danger, he grabs him by his head and tights and then throws Danger over the top, Danger goes flying over the top and lands hard on the outside, eliminated! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd, as they were starting to get behind the underachiever. Heat smiles but his smile doesn’t last long as Zimdela Brudon now gets inside the ring and turns him around only to give him a kick to the gut, grab him by his head and drop him with a face buster! Zimdela gets up, but as he does, Parker hooks him from behind and drops him with a German suplex! |o(]

G. Miller: and Danger is finally eliminated, darn it.. I definitely thought tonight was his night.

Paco: Yeah right, you’ll see me win an Oscar before you see Danger win a big time match.

[)o|Parker gets up, and is about to pick up Zimdela but he is dropped from behind by Savage who jumps off the top rope, and connects with a bulldog! Savage gets up and brings Parker right back to his feet, only to nail him with a couple of right hands.. He then hooks him and drops him with a suplex! Savage doesn’t let him go, bringing him up again and lifting him for a second suplex, no, he takes him towards the ropes and tries to throw him out! Parker is hanging onto the ropes as he stands on the outer part of the ropes.. Heat and Zimdela both get up at the same time but Heat quickly gives him a rake to the eyes… Zimdela stumbles backwards and Heat nails him with a drop kick!|o(]

G. Miller: Well with only 4 wrestlers left, all wrestlers must be inside the ring right now and go at it!

Paco: Yeah, this makes the match that much more dangerous, as just when you think you got someone down, someone can come from behind ya and toss your ass out!

[)o|Parker is able to get a shot to the ribs in, causing Savage to break the suplex hold.. Parker then goes under the top rope and rams his shoulder against Savage’s mid section, backing him up.. Parker now gets inside the ring and runs Savage over with a clothesline! Parker brings Savage right back up and whips him towards the ropes… Savage bounces off and Parker drops him with a power-slam! Heat on the other side brings Zimdela to his feet and then lifts him onto his shoulders.. He then goes to toss him over the top but Zimdela breaks free, falling behind Heat.. He does a humping motion on him before lifting him an dropping him with a side suplex!|o(]

G. Miller: Ooh, that was nice!

Paco: What, the humping or the suplex? Let me guess, the humping.

[)o|Parker brings Savage back up and whips him towards the ropes yet again.. Savage reverses it though and Parker bounces off but goes for a clothesline! Savage ducks it and Parker bounces off the other side.. Savage turns around and gives him a kick to the mid section.. He then hooks him by both arms and drops him with a double under-hook DDT! Savage gets up only to get surprised by Zimdela who gets a hand full of jewels! Savage quickly nails him with an elbow to the face, sending Zimdela stumbling backwards! Savage quickly hooks him and drops him with a double under-hook DDT as well!|o(]

G. Miller: My, my.. Zimdela has some huge hands.. uh.. I mean.. Savage is dominating in this match up!

Paco: You f’n queer…

[)o|Savage gets up and then grabs Heat who was starting to get up and hooks him between his legs.. before he can do anything though, Parker comes from behind him, pulls back on his head, hooks it under his arm and delivers a reversed DDT! Parker gets up and brings Savage right back up and whips him towards the ropes.. Savage bounces off and Parker lifts him and plants him hard on the mat with a spinning spine-buster! Parker gets up right away and brings Savage up yet again, he then lifts him unto his shoulders, walks over to the corner and tosses him over them! Savage tries to hang on, but can’t, and falls to the outside, flat on his face!|o(]

G. Miller: There goes Reggie Savage! Eliminated by Parker and his trademark move!!

Paco: Yeah that was a hell of a spine-buster set up by that DDT! By the time Savage realized what was going on, he was already in mid air!

[)o|Parker doesn’t have much time to enjoy his toss as Heat comes up from behind him and nails him with a forearm shot to the back of the head. Heat then turns him around and whips him towards the ropes, but instead of bouncing off, Zimdela comes out of nowhere, clothes lining him down to the mat! Heat charges at Zimdela but he catches him, lifting him up by his ass and then drops him with an inverted atomic drop! Heat doubles over and Zimdela then delivers a swinging neck-breaker, taking him down to the mat! |o(]

G. Miller: Zimdela Brudon has taken control of this match up Paco!

Paco: Did you see the way he grabbed Heat’s ass!? Dude, I so do not want to be in the ring with him!

[)o|Zimdela gets on top of him and tries to play with Heat’s nipples but he fights him off, pushing him off of him.. Both of them get to their feet and Zimdela quickly nails him with a hard right hand, another, one more! Heat is back to the ropes and Zimdela then whips him to the opposite side. No, Heat reverses it, pulling Zimdela in and dropping him with a short arm clothesline! Heat then delivers an elbow drop before getting on top of Zimdela and pummeling him with hard right hands!|o(]

G. Miller: Zimdela is playing mind games with his opponents!

Paco: I don’t know man, if I was Parker and Heat, I would team up and eliminate him right quick just to be “safe.”

[)o|Parker gets up and then nails Heat on the back of his head with his boot! Parker then grabs Heat by his hair, pulls him up and throws him against the turnbuckle.. There Parker nails him with a series of knife edge chops to the chest before grabbing Heat and whipping him towards the opposite side! No, Heat reverses it, pulling Parker in, lifting him onto his shoulders and dropping him with a Samoan drop! Heat gets to his feet and then goes to the corner, he climbs onto the second turnbuckle before jumping off and connecting with a leg drop!|o(]

G. Miller: Well Heat is now dominating both men, but none of the three have really tried to eliminate the other out.

Paco: Nah, they are smart… They want to soften up their opponents as much as possible.. Then when the right moment comes, BAM! Someone will get eliminated.

[)o|Heat goes to pick up Parker but here comes Zimdela who nails him with an uppercut! Heat stumbles backwards onto the turnbuckle and Zimdela comes over, nailing him with a flurry of knife edge chops to the chest! He then begins to ram his shoulder against Heat’s mid section… After about the four shot, he stops and Heat drops to the floor but Zimdela brings him back up and then hooks him between his legs.. Zimdela begins to slap him hard across his back as well as his ass, leaving huge red marks, before lifting him up by his waist and pile-driving him in the middle of the ring!|o(]

G. Miller: Zimdela might be as unorthodox as they come, but he mixes his style very well with wrestling!

Paco: unorthodox as they come? No one is as f’ked up as he is!

[)o|Zimdela brings Heat back up using his hair and then throws him across his shoulder.. Zimdela then goes to throw him out but Heat breaks free, falling behind Zimdela and then hooking him and dropping him with a full nelson slam! Heat gets up only to get turned around by Parker who lifts him and body slams him in the middle of the ring! Parker then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and goes for an elbow drop, but misses as Heat rolls out of the way! Both wrestlers get to their feet quickly and Parker goes for a clothesline, Heat ducks it though, swinging around Parker’s body and then dropping him with a swinging DDT|o(]

G. Miller: Heat back in charge of this match up! Both Heat and Zimdela have been having their way with Parker, you get the feeling he might be the next one in line to get eliminated!

Paco: He might be, he looks winded and can’t get a string of offense going.. Then again, he could be playing possum!

[)o|Heat gets up and then runs towards the ropes.. He jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and then goes for an Asai moon-sault, he connects on Parker! Zimdela in the mid time has been exposing the turnbuckles in one of the corners! Heat gets up holding his mid section in pain, as he turns, he is surprised by Zimdela Brudon who wraps his arms around him, lifts him and applies a bear-hug! Zimdela begins to rock Heat to the left and right as Heat tries to get out of it.. Zimdela stops shaking him and runs towards the exposed turnbuckle and rams Heat against it! “OOOOH!” Is heard from the crowd as they watch Heat get crushed! Zimdela grabs Heat now and places him on the top turnbuckle. Heat looks like he doesn’t know where he is.. Zimdela takes a few steps back and then delivers a drop kick right to his chin, sending him crashing to the outside!|o(]

G. Miller: Heat’s been eliminated!!

Paco: Damn man, he was my pick to win it all!

[)o|The crowd boos loudly as Zimdela gloats, he then turns around and is met by a hard right hand by Pete Parker! Pete nails him with another, another, another, one more! Parker then turns Zimdela around, grabs him by his head and begins to ram it against the expose turnbuckle! The crowd counts along, and by the time they get to 10, Zimdela has become a bloody mess! Parker now takes him out of the corner and leans him against the ropes.. Parker then backs off of him before taking a running start and clothes-lining him over the top! Both wrestlers go over the top but manage to roll back in!|o(]

G. Miller: How close was that!! I thought Parker and Zimdela were both goners!!

Paco: Dude, they can’t be both goners, someone has to win this thing and remember, we are down to the last two, so the elimination rule is out.. Now, to win, you must pin your opponent!

G. Miller: That’s right Paco! Zimdela looks like he will be getting pinned then, look at him, he’s a bloody mess!

Paco: Just how he likes it right?!

[)o|Parker gets up and then stomps a few times on Zimdela before bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the ropes.. Zimdela bounces off and Parker nails him with a spinning elbow to the face! Parker now goes for the pin and the ref counts! One! Two! Kick out! Parker gets to his feet and then brings Zimdela to his.. He whips him towards the ropes again, Zimdela barely has enough to run and bounce off but he still does and Parker catches him and drops him with a spinning spine-buster!|o(]

G. Miller: There it is Paco! Parker just connected with his trademark move!

Paco: Good night Zimdela!!

[)o|Parker makes the pin and the ref counts! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Zimdela! Parker looks at the ref not believing he kicked out… The ref shows him two fingers and a frustrated Parker gets on top of Zimdela and begins to pummel him on his open wounds with right hands! Parker then gets off of him and brings him to his feet. He then whips him towards the corner but Zimdela reverses it, whipping him the other way, towards the exposed turnbuckles! Parker crashes hard and falls down to the mat! |o(]

G. Miller: Oh my! Parker has to be knocked out Paco! Those steel turnbuckles are no joke!

Paco: They sure aren’t. They helped Zimdela eliminate Heat, and now, they are going to help him pin Parker!

[)o|Zimdela right away goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Parker! The crowd cheers as Zimdela gets up and wipes some of the blood off his face.. He then looks at his bloody hand and begins to suck on it.. The crowd boos him loudly but he pays them no mind as he brings Parker to his feet and lifts him up into a bear hug.. He then goes to the corner, and with his back to it, he climbs onto the second turnbuckle.. He then gets hands full of ass as he jumps off with parker, and delivers an inverted atomic drop!|o(]

G. Miller: That man just loves getting his hands on the goods!

Paco: Yeah, well Parker doesn’t like people touching his goods.. So now, Zim is going to feel Parker’s bads, his fists right to his f’n face!

[)o|Zimdela goes for the pin yet again, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Parker.. Zimdela gets to his feet and then brings Parker to his feet.. He then applies a bear hug again! This time, he takes off running and rams Parker against the corner! Zimdela smiles as he tells the crowd it’s over… They boo him loudly and he just smiles even more… He sets Parker on the top turnbuckle and then begins to climb it, as he does though, Parker begins to pummel him with rights hands! Zimdela tries to fight back but looses his balance and a head butt from Parker sending him crashing down to the mat!|o(]

G. Miller: I think Zimdela was going for his finisher, and Parker knew it, so he did everything he could to stop him!

Paco: Parker may be down but he’s not out… well, he may be on the top turnbuckle, almost out, but he’s not really out.. what I mean is, he’s sitting on the top turnbuckle, dazed, but not confused so Zimdela tried to get him out, but Parker didn’t want to go out.. SO he went, down.. no.. wait.. He went up and.. uh.. f’k! I’m confused.. where is my bottle!?!

[)o|Parker stands on the second turnbuckle, and as Zimdela gets up, he jumps off, nailing him with a double axe handle smash! Zimdela goes down, but not on him, and Parker goes for the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Parker gets up and brings Zimdela to his feet, he then hooks him between his legs but before he can do anything, Zimdela back body drops him! Parker gets up right away but holding his lower back in pain.. Zimdela stumbles over to the corner and Parker now charges at her.. Zimdela steps up though and delivers a drop toe hold, causing Parker’s face to bounce off the bottom, exposed turnbuckle!|o(]

G. Miller: Oh that’s it! Parker is out! He’s gotta be, and if he’s not, can you say concussion!?

Paco: Con quien? Contusion? No, Confirmation? Immigration? Con-what!?! Why you got to make fun of me because I’m foreign huh!?!! You racist bastard! You know I don’t know big words like that! Pendejo!

[)o|Zimdela drags Parker away from the corner and flips him over, the crowd gives a loud “OOOH!” as they see Parker has too been busted open! Zimdela runs his hand over his bloody forehead and then smears it all over his chest… He then hooks the leg and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Parker! The crowd cheers loudly… Zimdela gets up and brings Parker back up, he then whips him towards the ropes and goes for a back body drop! Parker bounces off but stops dead on his tracks and quickly hooks Zimdela between his legs and by his two arms! He then pulls him up and delivers a double under-hook pile-driver!! The crowd cheers loudly again but Parker doesn’t go for the pin, instead, he flips Zimdela over so he’s face up and then goes to the corner.. Parker climbs it and almost right away jumps off, and delivers a corkscrew five-star frog-splash!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd again and this time Parker does go for the pin! One! Two! Three! Bell rings!|o(]

G. Miller: Parker wins! Parker wins! Parker wins!

Paco: Spider-man! Spider-man! Spider-man!

J. Styles: Here is your winner, via: The Rising Star… “PORNSTAR” PETE PARKER!!!

[)o|Parker rolls off of Zimdela Brudon, not having enough to get up.. The ref lifts his arm and points to him, pronouncing him the victor.|o(]

G. Miller: What a match Paco, what a finish, what a Rookie Challenge!!

Paco: It was a hell of a challenge and Parker just proved he is ahead of his rookie class! Damn that was good!

G. Miller: Yeah. Guys like Savage and Heat didn’t want to be in this match because they no longer consider themselves rookies but I bet you their minds have been changed.

Paco: I doubt it.. These guys have egos the size of Texas…

G. Miller: Good point… Well congratulations to Pete Parker anyway for winning a hell of a match and thus earning himself a shot at the North American Title!

Paco: Yeah, the winner of Jack Sullivan and Josh Allen will face him some time down the road, that should also be a good match up.

G. Miller: Indeed… But let’s not forget Zimdela Brudon that despite his weird ways, he put on a hell of a show and earned himself a shot at the Television title.

Paco: He represents the alternative life style… I shudder at the thought of what he would do with the Television title if he won it.

G. Miller: Me too… I’m being told we got action in the back.

Paco: Lets go to it then!

G. Miller: What? You aren't trying to make a comment or something to stall it?

Paco: There could be blood and carnage back there that we are missing! Plus maybe a few chicas!

G. Miller: Should have figured that.

[)o| The camera cuts to the back as Miller lets out a sigh of disbelief to his co-announcer's behavior. In the back a small hallway is seen. The camera moves forward towards a locker room door labeled “Killa Kali.” The door swings open all of the sudden and a pissed of Jack Sullivan steps out. The camera focuses on the inside of the locker room real quick and we see Killa Kali, conscious, but being checked up by the EMTs. The camera goes back to Jack Sullivan and follows him. As he passes by a crossing hall, he comes across "The Hellacious One" Draco. Draco walks by and Jack Sullivan looks up at him and mumbles something underneath his breath. |o(]

Draco: Ya? Want to say that a bit louder?

Jack Sullivan: Who? Me? Couldn't be, me!

Draco: Stupid pricks like you should have been weeded out from the gene pool a long time ago!

[)o| Jack Sullivan stands up and sees that Draco isn't the same he was when he faced him. Draco turns the other cheek and Jack Sullivan seems to think that he has won that battle, but not so. Draco turns around knowing Jack Sullivan would keep going. Draco walks over to Jack Sullivan and hits a double-fisted sledgehammer move to the back of Jack Sullivan's neck. Jack Sullivan crumbles down into a heap and Draco takes the opportunity to lock in a camel clutch. Draco bends his head forward and arches his back more putting even more pressure on Jack Sullivan's neck and back. Draco speaks in a cold and uncaring voice, it seems that he is at his breaking point. |o(]

Draco: You know, Sully. I always did have a problem with you. I mean, even before you beat me, I thought you were an egotistical prick that needed to be brought down a notch or two. Coming from me, that says a lot! Now, next time, just keep at what you are doing and don't make eye contact. Ok?!

[)o| Draco applies more pressure to the submission move that he has on Jack Sullivan. Draco holds onto the submission a little while longer and then lets go as Jack Sullivan is heard moaning in pain. Draco starts to walk away, but sees an equipment box next to the fallen Jack Sullivan. |o(]

Draco: I'm not the one who's so far away...

[)o| Those words came out in a lyrical type tone from Draco. Draco's devilish smirk starts to form as he tips over the full equipment box onto Jack Sullivan. Jack Sullivan becomes buried in the power cords, switches, steel frame pieces, and pins that flow out of the box. Draco walks away with a sick and twisted smile on his face. He puts his hands in his pockets and acts like nothing out of the ordinary has happened. |o(]

Paco: Draco becoming a lot more hardcore than I thought possible.

G. Miller: Ya, he seems to have snapped with the events of the past month. Did you see his eyes? It looked like he hasn’t slept in months!

Paco: Either that or crying his ass off for whatever reason! In any event, the more carnage the better. Hopefully, Sullivan wasn't killed because ODJ did like him after all.

G. Miller: Paco! ...Ahh, never mind you are hopeless.

Paco: Just like my momma always used to say! But just like her, you are wrong! Look at me now! Young, beautiful, rich and famous!

G. Miller: More like two out of four!

Paco: yeah you are right.. I’m beautiful and famous!

G. Miller: Not!

Paco: Pendejo!!

G. Miller: Wetback!

Paco: Who you calling a wetback, pilgrim!?!

G. Miller: Ah forget it! Fans, it’s time for the next match up and this one is a brutal one as Trent Steel faces off against Justin Stiles for the second time!!

Paco: This one is a piece of cake. Steel beat him before, he can beat him again!

G. Miller: well, he’ll have to do it in both a regular match and a hardcore match!

Paco: No problem!

G. Miller: You are giving Stiles no chance?

Paco: Nope… He’s ass is grass, and Steel is going to mow it.. then roll it, then light it, then smoke it!

G. Miller: The hell was that!?!

Paco: A long version of an old saying.

G. Miller: Seriously Paco, where do you come up with all your crap!?!

Paco: With my crap? Well from what I eat.. sometimes I’ll eat a lot of burritos and chimichangas and tacos, boy, you should see the crap I come up with on those days! Then there are those days when…

G. Miller: That’s not what I meant! ARGH! FORGET IT! Joey take it away!

Paco: What I say!?!

[)o|The camera switches over to the ring, and focuses on Joey who is already inside. Some officials are around, still removing the last bits of barbwire from the ropes.|o(]

J. Styles: Fans it’s time for the next bout and this one is a 2 out of 3 falls match up! The first match will be fought under regular rules. After the first pin is made, the match will become hardcore rules! After the second fall is made, if it’s necessary, the match will become a last man standing match! Now fans, here are the participants!

[)o|"Chariots of Fire" begins to play loudly over the PA system and silver glitter falls from the rafters. Gold and silver pyro go off all around. A spotlight is then turned on, shining directly on the entry way curtains. A man dressed in a sparkling silver robe comes strolling out from behind the curtain. With his grin, and his hellaciously good body, he poses to the crowd for award winning photos. Although none are taken, Justin Stiles continues his five star poses as a supermodel of some sort comes out holding a small diamond studded mirror. People do not notice her beauty because they are in wonderment with Stiles' exquisiteness. Justin Stiles checks his symmetry and his luxuriously soft hair. Justin Stiles fixes a few misguided strands of hair and send the supermodel back to the locker room. Bored fans around the entranceway reach out for a touch or a high five. Justin Stiles walks down ignoring the piles of drool and fakes a high five to some of the unlucky fans.|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first: He weights in at two hundred and twenty two pounds and stands at six feet two inches tall. He comes to us from Beverly Hills, California… Ladies and gentlemen here is… “Anti-Hardcore Superstar” Justin Stiles!!!

[)o|The crowd continues to boo him loudly as he gets inside the ring. Then “Hair of the Dogs” By Guns and Roses begins to play and flames erupt from the entrance way...The crowd cheers loudly as we see a man emerge from the flames unscarred and unburned...Trent Steel makes his way to the ring... |o(]

J. Styles: His opponent stands at six feet four inches and weights in at two hundred and twenty pounds. He comes to us from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania… Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… “The Son of a Bitch” Trent Steel!!!

[)o| He leaps to the top of the ring apron and goes in under the third rope...Trent removes his shades and trench coat and hands it to an assistant outside of the ring. As he turns around he is greeted by Justin Stiles who begins to pound him with right hands. |o(]

G. Miller: Justin Stiles not wasting any time there! Do you think we could be looking at a new Justin Stiles?

Paco: Well if this is a new Justin Stiles, I hope he got the “hardcore” upgrade, because if he didn’t, he is going to be as useless as the first version.

[)o|Stiles backs Steel to the corner and continues to pound him with rights and lefts to the head and body. He then stops, grabbing Steel by his hand and whipping him to the opposite side! Steel hits so hard that he flips over in the corner, ala, “Rick Flair” and then flips back down and stumbles right towards Stiles who runs him over with a clothesline! Stiles right away goes for the pin but Steel kicks out after one. Stiles gets up and brings him back to his feet, only to whip him towards the ropes again, this time Steel reverses it though and pulls Stiles in, ramming his knee against his mid section. |o(]

G. Miller: I think Stiles deserves more credit than what he gets. He’s a hell of a wrestler.

Paco: Nobody questions that Miller. But the fact of the matters is, to survive in the ICWF you must know how to survive in hardcore matches… You must know how to get extreme… Stiles doesn’t know how to do either.

[)o|Steel now begins to do a little pounding of his own, beating Stiles down with forearm shots to the back until he drops to his knees… Steel brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes, Stiles bounces off and Steel sends him flying with a back body drop! Stiles lands hard and right away sits up, holding on to his lower back… Steel runs by him, bouncing off the ropes and then nailing him right on the kisser with a mule drop kick! Steel now goes for a pin of his own but Stiles kicks out after two.|o(]

G. Miller: Yeah but it’s not like everyone fights in hardcore matches every time…

Paco: Yeah I know, but when the match calls for it, you have to know how to handle it…All wrestlers know that from the most hardcore wrestler in Killa Kali to the most annoying, little insect known as El Linchador.

[)o|Steel brings Stiles back to his feet but Stiles surprises him with an European upper cut. Steel stumbles backwards and Stiles nails him with a drop kick that sends Steel down to the mat. Stiles gets to his feet and grabs Steel who was getting to his. He then lifts him and body slams him in the middle of the ring. Stiles now goes to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle and then jumps off, going for a diving head butt but missing as Steel rolls out of the way! Steel gets to his feet but so does Stiles holding his face in pain. Steel gives him a kick to the gut, hooks him and drops him with DDT! |o(]

G. Miller: Nice move there by Steel. I don’t think you get it Paco. Stiles knows how to pick up a chair and use it on someone.. He chooses not to do that, not to be hardcore.

Paco: Then he is just a plain idiot.. Believe me Miller, he is not going to last very long in the ICWF!

[)o|Steel flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Stiles. Steel gets up and goes to the corner himself. He climbs onto the second one and then jumps off, driving his elbow to the heart of Stiles. Steel goes for another pin but again Stiles kicks out. Steel gets up and brings Stiles to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes.. Stiles bounces off and Steel goes for a spinning heel kick, but misses as Stiles ducks! Steel lands hard on his back as Stiles bounces off the other side and delivers a rolling thunder on him! |o(]

G. Miller: Stiles keeps bouncing back on this match up. You know, throwing records and time in the ICWF aside, these two guys are very similar.

Paco: Do me a favor, tell that to Steel, face to face. See what happens to you.

[)o|Stiles doesn’t go for the pin instead he picks up Steel and applies an abdominal stretch… The ref asks Steel if he gives up? He shakes his head “no!” and then almost right away delivers a hip toss. Steel is about to pick up Stiles but Stiles grabs him by his head and then gives him a hard kick to it, sending Steel stumbling backwards. Stiles gets to his feet and then charges at Steel, grabbing him by his head and dropping him with a swinging neck-breaker! Stiles now goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Steel. Stiles brings him back up, lifts him for a body slam but delivers a shoulder breaker instead!|o(]

G. Miller: Stiles is going toe to toe with Steel. I think this is the most determined I’ve seen him since joining the ICWF.

Paco: I’m not going to say anything more about him until we get to the hardcore rules portion of this match. Then we’ll see.

[)o|Stiles quickly grabs the arm of Steel and now applies a grape vine submission hold on it! The ref asks Steel if he gives up but Steel shakes his head “no!” He then nudges himself closer to the ropes.. Stiles tries to hang on and make the hold more painful but Steel still manages to get closer, and grabs the bottom rope! The ref tells Stiles to break the hold and he quickly does so. He then brings Steel to his feet after getting up himself and whips him towards the corner, reversal by Steel and Stiles hits hard! |o(]

G. Miller: Great combination by Stiles there, with that shoulder breaker followed by the arm submission. He might not have gotten Steel to submit, but he did major damage.

Paco: Yeah but you know Steel has a great level of pain resistance.. To him that was nothing!

[)o|Steel charges at Stiles and goes for a huge splash but Stiles moves out of the way and Steel lands right on top of the top turnbuckle!!! Steel tries to gather himself, sitting on the top turnbuckle facing the crowd, but just then Stiles nails him with a couple of forearm shots to the back of the head. Stiles now climbs onto the second turnbuckle and wraps his arms around Steel’s waist.. Steel tries to get out of his grip but he isn’t able to and Stiles pulls him and delivers a German suplex off the top!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as they watch Steel land on the back of his head, and flip over from the huge impact! Stiles quickly moves in, flipping Steel back over for the pin! One! Two! Three!!|o(]

Paco: No way!!!

G. Miller: He got him Paco!! Stiles got Steel for the three count after delivering his trademark move!! Holy cow!!

Paco: Damn, I can’t believe this shit!!

Miller: Well believe it bucko, Stiles is half way to earning a win over your hardcore hero Steel!

Paco: It ain’t going to happen Bottled gayo. Remember now the match has become a hardcore rules bout, Stiles has no chance!

[)o|Stiles looks at Big Kev on the outside with a surprised look.. Big Kev shrugs and tells him to keep going… Stiles goes back to Steel who was trying to get up and pushes him back down, pinning him again! One! Two! Kick out by Steel! Stiles gets up and then brings Steel to his feet.. He then turns him around and wraps his arms around Steel’s waist.. He tries to go for another German suplex but Steel blocks and then runs towards the ropes, jumping over them with Stiles still on his back, sending both men crashing to the floor below! |o(]

G. Miller: Great move on the part of Trent Steel. He knows he is in trouble, he knows he can be pinned any second now, so he finds a way to slow down the hot rookie.

Paco: So that’s why you cheer for this guy!! You think he’s a hot rookie! You are trying to get in his tights! I knew it!

[)o|Stiles pushes himself up, holding his chest in pain after landing flat on his face… Steel is still down and holding the back of his head… Stiles move in, stomping on him a few times before bringing him up, as he does though, Steel nails him with a low blow! Stiles calls his mommy as he doubles over in pain.. Steel gets to his feet, grabs him by his head and tights and rams him head first against the steel guard rail! The moves brings a huge roar from the crowd. Steel still holds the back of his head but it doesn’t stop him from beginning a stomp-a-thon all over Stiles back!|o(]

G. Miller: Trent Steel is in big time pain Paco, I think he might have seriously injured his neck!

Paco: Hell I wouldn’t be surprise if he broke it.. But then again, if he broke it, he couldn’t walk.. and actually he would be dead… Hmm.. Uh… yeah.. never mind.. I need a drink.

[)o|Steel now brings Stiles back up and lifts him onto his shoulder… Steel then turns towards the ring and charges at the ring post, ramming Stiles shoulder first against it! Steel doesn’t let him go, backing away from the post and then ramming Stiles again against it, this time the other shoulder! Steel now turns around and body slams him hard on the ground… Steel now looks under the ring and takes out a broom… He walks over to Stiles and begins to sweep his face! Stiles tries to shove the broom off his face to no avail.. |o(]

Paco: It’s time to sweep the trash away Miller!

G. Miller: Now that’s uncalled for!

[)o|Steel brings Stiles to his feet and then rams the tip of the broom onto Stiles mid section. Stiles doubles over and Steel then lifts the broom up high before bringing it down hard across Stiles’ back, breaking it in half! Stiles drops like a sack of bricks and Steel quickly moves in for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Stiles… Steel gets up and then walks over to the Steel steps.. He climbs onto the top one and then jumps towards Stiles, going for an elbow drop but missing as Stiles rolls out of the way! Both men get up quickly but it’s Stiles that gets on the offensive first, ramming his forearm against Steel’s chin. |o(]

G. Miller: This has been a really good match up, a lot better than what I expected.

Paco: You only saying that because Stiles is winning.. We’ll see what you say when Steel comes back and wins the whole thing.

[)o|Steel stumbles backwards and Stiles nails him with a second forearm. Stiles now grabs Steel and hooks him for a suplex.. Stiles breaks it though and then waves his index finger from right to left, “oh no, no!” He says.. He grabs Steel and tosses him inside the ring… He then goes in himself and brings up Steel, hooks him and delivers the suplex inside the ring, bringing loud boos from the crowd! Stiles leans against the ropes and argues with some fans, giving Steel time to get up and come up from behind him running and nailing him with a spinning heel kick to the back of head, that sends Stiles over the top and onto the floor! |o(]

G. Miller: Stiles continues his anti-hardcore quest.. But arguing with the fans is a big no-no! You don’t want to turn your back on Trent Steel!

Paco: You damn right! Steel will make you pay, as you clearly saw there!

[)o|Steel slides to the outside and looks under the ring.. taking out a table!! The crowd cheers loudly and Steel sets it up! He then grabs Stiles and brings him to his feet… He then hooks him for a suplex with his back to the table.. Steel tries to get him but Stiles blocks it and turns it into an inside cradle! One! Two! Kick out by Steel. Both men get up right away and Stiles goes for a clothesline but Steel ducks it.. Both wrestlers turn towards each other and Steel goes for a kick to the mid section! Stiles catches his foot and waves his index finger at Steel! Steel gives him the middle finger and then nails him with an enziguri kick!! The crowd cheers loudly and Steel gets up right away and then brings Stiles to his feet.. He then hooks him between his legs and looks around to the crowd… He gives the thumbs up and the crowd boos.. He gives the thumbs down and the crowd cheers loudly.. Steel obliges, wrapping his arms around Stiles waist, bringing him up and then power-bombing him through the table!!|o(]

Paco: BOOYA BABY!!!!

G. Miller: My goodness!

[)o|Steel quickly makes the pin, and the ref counts! One! Two! Three!!|o(]

Paco: It’s all even now Miller! What do you say now!? What do you say now!?!

Miller: Uh…

Paco: Exactly! It’s on like Donkey Kong Be-hotch!!!

Miller: What he means fans is that the match up is now tied so we are going to go sudden death, last man standing rules are now in effect!

Paco: You might as well count now, because Stiles is not getting up!

[)o|Steel tells the ref to start counting and he does… The crowd counts along, as Big Kev screams at Stiles to get up! The ref reaches five on the count and then Stiles starts to move.. The crowd boos while others keep counting.. Steel holds the back of his neck as he looks on.. “Seven” shouts the ref and Stiles makes it to his knees! “Eight!” and Stiles somehow gets up! The crowd continues to boo, he turns towards Steel who runs him over with a clothesline! The crowd cheers and Steel tells the ref to count him again!|o(]

G. Miller: Steel is going to have to work just a little bit harder for this win!

Paco: Not that much harder.. Hit him with a chair Steel, and he’s done for!

[)o| The ref does, and the crowd once again counts along but as he reaches five, Stiles gets back up! Steel shoves the ref out of the way and then picks up Stiles for a body slam! Stiles fights him off though, falling behind Steel and then wrapping his arms around his head, applying a sleeper hold! Trent Steel holds his arms up as the ref checks to see if he starts to fade away.. Trent Steel starts to swings his arms wildly and the manages to turn slightly, hooking Stiles right leg, lifting him and then dropping him with a knee-breaker! Stiles goes down and Steel calls for his finisher.. He hooks one leg and goes to wrap up the other one when Big Kev jumps on his back!|o(]

Paco: What the hell!?! This isn’t a handicap match!! And I do mean that literately!

Miller: Paco! What a horrible thing to say!

[)o|Just then, Steel’s wife to be comes running down the ramp and then pulls big Kev off and begins to pound him with a flurry of slaps… The distraction is enough for Stiles to reverse the hold, dropping Steel to the mat and then he stands up, hooking one leg and applying an elevated Boston Crab! Steel tries to fight the hold, but there are no ropes, no ref to break it, and his wife has her hands full with Big Kev! Steel tries to push off out of the hold but Stiles drives his knee onto Steel’s lower back… making the move that much painful! |o(]

Paco: Come on Steel get out of the hold! You can’t lose to this loser!!

G. Miller: Anti-hardcore people around the world, we’re close to victory!!

[)o|Trent Steel starts to fade and the crowd begins a steel chant… Other refs come down to break up the fight between Steel’s girl and Big Kev, taking both back to the back.. The ref checks with Steel who is out! Stiles hangs on to the hold for a few more seconds and then finally breaks it! Stiles tells the ref to count and he does… The crowd starts to boo but some actually count along… The ref is half way up the count and Steel has yet to move! Six! Seven! Steel starts to come around! Eight! He pushes himself up! Nine! But falls back down to the mat! Ten! “ring the bell” shouts the ref!|o(]

G. Miller: He did it! Stiles did it!!

Paco: Damn it to hell!

J. Styles: Here is your winner…. “ANTI-HARDCORE SUPERSTAR” JUSTIN STILES!!!

[)o|The crowd is booing loudly as Stiles gets inside the ring and begins to jump around in joy… Big Kev comes back down and slides inside the ring… He then jumps onto Stiles arms and they continue to celebrate.|o(]

G. Miller: Chalk one up to the anti-hardcore revolution!

Paco: I think I’m going to be very sick…

[)o|The camera cuts to the back where we see a lowly Harvey Danger, sitting on a corner in total dismay… Just then, returning ICWF superstar Justin Taylor walks by but then stops and comes back… |o(]

Justin Taylor: Hey, uh, aren’t you Harvey Danger?

[)o|Harvey looks up, surprised someone knows his name. |o(]

Harvey Danger: Uh, yeah that’s me.. or what’s left of him…

Justin Taylor: Post-match blues huh? I’ve had my share of those… Listen man, I don’t care what anyone says… You did great out there.

Harvey Danger: What dude…

Justin Taylor: I mean it man.. I mean you eliminated Krimson like he was nothing.. and you could have easily won, had Zimdela not knocked you upside the face with that chair…

[)o|Harvey Danger gets up and has a half smile on his face… |o(]

Harvey Danger: Wow, you really think so?

[)o|Justin Taylor takes a step back and then burst out laughing.. |o(]

Justin Taylor: F’K NO!!! HAHAHA! You suck so f’n bad dude, you make Han Zo Man look like the king of the f’n universe!! I mean one chair shot, one chair shot! That’s all it took to get you out! I mean how pathetic can you be!

Harvey Danger: F’k off alright, I’ve had a bad enough night as it is…

[)o|Harvey pushes Taylor out of the way as he walks, uh, away. |o(]

Justin Taylor: Hold up there Harvey, your night is not quite done yet!

[)o|As soon as he says that, Taylor charges at Danger and runs him over from behind with a clothesline! Danger goes down to the floor and Taylor begins to stomp the living daylights out of him! Taylor then grabs him by his hair and takes him over to where the offices of the arena are… He then sees a huge large window and hooks Danger between his legs.. He then lifts him up into a power-bomb position and then runs with him, and releasing him three feet away from the window… Danger goes crashing through it, landing hard on top of the desk inside of the office! Taylor is laughing again as Danger is out cold. |o(]

Justin Taylor: Now you night is over… Let that be a lesson to you.. No one will ever care about you…. No one will ever take you seriously and no one, NO ONE wants you around here…

[)o|Taylor walks away laughing as Danger’s body falls of the desk onto the floor… the camera focuses on his back, as it’s been all cut from the shard glass… The camera switches back to Paco and Miller. |o(]

G. Miller: Ok that was totally unnecessary! Danger alright had a hard fought match, one he lost, he didn’t need this!

Paco: I don’t know if he needed or not, but I didn’t mind seeing it! Hahaha!

G. Miller: It’s just like Justin Taylor to kick a man when he is down… Why doesn’t he do that in his matches? If he did, he wouldn’t have lost his re-debut.

Paco: I would watch my words Miller… He might come after you next!

G. Miller: Whatever… fans… it’s time for the next match up… Josh Allen challenges Jack Sullivan for the North American title!

Paco: Yeah, and they brought the roulette out already… It will determine the kind of match these vatos will have… check out the matches Miller… First Blood Match, Tables match, Ladder Match, Cage Match, Taipei Death Match…. The hell is a Taipei match!?!

G. Miller: It’s a match where your hands are wrapped in tape, then dipped in glue, then in glass…

Paco: Well, that would be cool, if this was Rambo III or something… Lets see, there is also a Barbed Wire match, a Singapore Cane on a pole match, an Iron Man match, a Last Man Standing Match, a boiler room match and a Lego match! …. Hmmm… Hard to decide… a few of those matches we’ve already seen tonight, or we will see tonight… I’m going to have to go with.. the Lego match! Yes! Yes! Those can get so f’n hardcore!

G. Miller: Yup… I wouldn’t mind seeing an Iron Man match though… No hardcore rules or any of that… It’ll be sweet.

Paco: Will you shut up already with that no-hardcore non-sense!? It’ll be a Lego match and that’s that!!

[)o|The camera switches over to Joey who is now inside the ring.|o(]

J. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen it is now time for the “Beat the Odds” match for the North American Championship! If you turn your attention to the entrance way, there you will see a roulette will all kinds of matches… Once the roulette has been spun, whatever match it stops on, that will be the match we will have! Now please welcome, the man who will spin the roulette…. ODJ!!!!

G. Miller: ODJ is back!!

Paco: Alright jefe!!!

[)o| “Hate Me Now” By NAS begins to play and the crowd boos loudly as ODJ does indeed come out.. He’s decked in his regular black gear.. Black baggy jeans, black ICWF T-shirt, black boots and a black beanie hat that has his initials imprinted on it in black. |o(]

ODJ: I’m back bitch!!

[)o|The crowd boos loudly..|o(]

ODJ: Now I don’t have much to say.. I just wanted to let everyone know that I’m back from my vacation…. And to everyone that thinks they are running my federation, to check your damn selves.. Remember that you are f’kin’ with ODJ’s house.. and in MY house.. I’m the only one that’s going to be doing the f’kin’!!! Take that for what is worth, but to everyone, yes, including you my FORMER henchman Sullivan, consider yourselves warned… Now let me spin this bitch so I can see you two kill each other…

[)o|The crowd boos loudly as ODJ tosses the mic to the side… He spins the roulette and after going around and around it finally comes to a halt at… LEGO MATCH! The crowd cheers loudly but ODJ gives it a slightly elbow and the roulette moves into… a boiler room match! The crowd boos loudly and ODJ laughs as he heads to the back, listening to the “asshole! Asshole! Chant get started.”|o(]

G. Miller: Looks like ODJ didn’t want to have a Lego match!

Paco: Why ODJ why!?! Legos rule the world!

[)o|Joey speaks again…|o(]

J. Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen the following is a Boiler Room Brawl match! The rules are simple… The wrestlers will fight inside the boiler room… They must find their way out, but before they do, they must pin their opponent. Whoever is able to pin his opponent, and then exit the boiler room first, will be declared the winner. Now, let’s meet the participants!

[)o|"My Little Box" by John Frizzle begins to play and the fans give a little cheer as Josh Allen appears on the Insane-A-Tron. He walks down a hall being led by an official, towards the boiler room.|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger. He weights in at two hundred and eighteen pounds and stands at six feet two inches tall… From Broken Arrow, Oklahoma… Josh Allen!!!

[)o|They arrive at the Boiler room and the ref lets him inside and then closes the door behind him… Just then “The Red” By Chevelle begins to play and the crowd boos loudly as Jack Sullivan appears on another hall, walking towards the boiler room, being led by another official.|o(]

J. Styles: His opponent, standing at six feet eleven inches tall and weighting in at three hundred and fifteen pounds… From Milwaukee, Wisconsin, he is the North American Champion… “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

[)o|They arrive at another door that leads to the boiler room. Sullivan takes his title off and hands it to the ref as he goes inside it. The ref closes the door and then our view changes to the inside of the boiler room.|o(]

G. Miller: A boiler room brawl, the first one of the year and the first one in a long, long time… How do you think they will do Paco?

Paco: Just fine… At first it’ll be a game of cat and mouse, as they try to find each other, but once they do, Hehehe, let Armageddon begin!

[)o|The boiler room is very badly lit with all kinds of huge pipes going around it, through it, on top of it and on the sides.. You also have, of course, the boiler… a few of them to be exact and boxes all over the place as well as wooden pallets, tables and tools scattered on some of the tables… You also have a few ladders inside a room that has walls made out of fence wiring. Inside that room you see more tools, mechanical tools. As the camera continues to move through it you come to an open area that has a loading dock and a fork lift. On the dock you see a huge red dumpster with broken pieces of wood, plywood, 2x4’s and metal, a lot of metal… The camera moves past it and we finally find Jack Sullivan who has a lead pipe on his hand… The camera stays with him as he moves carefully, making sure he checks every corner.|o(]

G. Miller: Sullivan may never admit it, but he is very nervous right now Paco…

Paco: F’k yeah! I would be too.. Not knowing where your opponent is, and fearing that any minute he could come out of nowhere and knock you on your head with any kind of weapon.

[)o|Sullivan hears something fall behind him, he quickly turns around to find nothing.. he then turns back the way he was going and is nailed with a hard right hand! Sullivan stumbles backwards and then the perpetrator, Josh Allen nails him with a drop kick right to the kisser! Sullivan drops down to the floor dropping the pipe on his hand. Allen gets on top of him and begins to wale at him with heavy right hands! Sullivan uses his huge arms though to push Josh Allen off and then gets to his feet, as soon as he does though Allen nails him with another drop kick, sending the big man down!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen is almost a foot, and over one hundred pounds lighter than Sullivan… So he knows he has to use his speed and agility against him…

Paco: Damn, you know I never realized how huge Sullivan really is, and how small Josh Allen really is!

[)o|Josh Allen gets on top of him and begins to pound him with right hands yet again but Sullivan pushes him off of him one more! Sullivan gets to his feet and so does Allen who charges at him but this time Sullivan nails him with a big boot to the face! Allen goes down hard, his head bouncing off the concrete floor! Jack Sullivan stomps on Allen’s mid section as he holds the back of his head in pain.. Sullivan then grabs him by his hair and brings him up.. He then applies a bear hug before running towards the wall and slamming Allen against it, again, again, one more time!|o(]

G. Miller: This is exactly the place Josh Allen didn’t want to be!

Paco: Well I’m sure he’s willing to go through hell and high water to win that North American title… So a few slams against a wall won’t stop him… I think.

[)o|Sullivan rams him against the wall one last time and then finally drops him to the floor.. Allen is in big time pain and Sullivan quickly goes for the pin now! One! Two! Kick out by Allen. Sullivan gets up and then pulls Allen up by his hair. He then lifts him for a body slam and delivers it on the hard concrete floor. Sullivan then looks around and finds the lead pipe he had earlier… He then brings Allen back up and then winds back before bringing the pipe forward, going for Allen’s head but Allen ducks the attack and nails Sullivan with a kick to the mid section!|o(]

G. Miller: Strike one! Sullivan misses but barely!

Paco: If Sullivan would have connected with Allen’s head, he would be known as the very first headless ICWF wrestler.

[)o|Allen kicks him a few more times in the mid section and then nails him with a double axe handle smash to the back, dropping Sullivan to one knee… Allen then applies a headlock but Sullivan manages to stands up still. Sullivan turns slightly and lifts Allen for a side suplex but Allen flips over and lands on his feet.. Sullivan turns around and Allen nails him with a hard right hand, another, another, one more! Sullivan is rocking and Allen quickly jumps on him and then delivers a monkey flip, sending Sullivan flying across the small corridor! |o(]

G. Miller: You know, it looks like Sullivan has recovered from Draco’s attack…

Paco: I don’t know about that.. He might look ok, but as the match continues on, we’ll see just well Sullivan recovered from it.

[)o|Allen gets up and as Sullivan sits up, he charges at him, flipping over Sullivan but grabbing his head in the process, snapping it forward! Sullivan snaps back, his head bouncing off the concrete floor.. Allen gets up and then grabs Sullivan’s legs, beginning to drag him down the corridor that leads to the loading dock of the boiler room… There Allen sees the dumpster full of the aforementioned trash… Allen reaches in, grabbing a broken piece of sheetrock. As Sullivan starts to get up, Allen comes over and breaks it over Sullivan’s head!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen is doing very well in this match up.. If he can get this up, he might be able to win tonight!

Paco: That’s a big if.. .You can get Jack Sullivan down, but it’s hard to keep him there.

[)o|Allen digs into the dumpster that’s below him in the dock and this time grabs a broken 2 x 4… He then lifts it up, and gets ready to nail Sullivan but Sullivan delivers a round house sweep kick, sending Allen down hard on his bottom! Sullivan quickly gets to his feet but so does Allen still holding the 2 x 4… he swings but Sullivan ducks it.. he swings again but Sullivan ducks that two.. He swings a third time and again he misses and then Sullivan nails him with a kick to the mid section.. Allen doubles over and Sullivan quickly hooks him and drops him with a suplex!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen striking out there and Sullivan making him pay for it.

Paco: Yeah, Allen waited a second too long to nail Sullivan and Sullivan quickly capitalized on the opening.

[)o|Sullivan gets up and then looks into the dumpster below…. He doesn’t take anything out, instead, he picks up Allen and hooks him between his legs… Allen tries to fight him off but Sullivan manages to lift him up and then drop him down with a release power-bomb, sending Allen crashing onto the dumpster below!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd inside the arena as they watch Allen crash against all that garbage… Sullivan smiles and then hops inside the dumpster… He stands on a large plastic tube used probably for plumbing and makes the pin on Allen who is laying on all kinds of things. One! Two! Th.. kick out by Allen!|o(]

G. Miller: Sullivan almost had Allen there! I can’t believe he kicked out! I mean he got power-bombed onto wood, sheetrock, metal and who knows what else!

Paco: yeah, that dumpster is filled with a bunch of construction garbage!… I’m surprised he didn’t get torn up by any of it.

[)o| Sullivan picks up Allen and then lifts him with a gorilla press while still in the dumpster.. Sullivan then toss him onto the floor above before getting out himself. He then stands by Allen’s head before dropping a leg across his neck! Sullivan makes another pin but again Allen kicks out… Sullivan gets up and drags him over to the room with the walls made out of fence wire… Sullivan then picks up Allen and whips him towards it but Allen reverses it and Sullivan hits face first against the metal!|o(]

G. Miller: Good reversal there by Allen who, after being power-bombed, needs to get something going, and quick!

Paco: Yeah, check out his back.. It’s as red and cut up as can’t be… That dumpster wasn’t very forgiving!

[)o|Allen comes from behind Sullivan, grabbing him by head and tights and slamming him against the fence wire again, and again, and again and one more for good measure! Sullivan drops down to one knee and Allen drops an elbow to the back of his head! Sullivan drops to the floor and Allen drags him towards the door of the room.. He puts his body so his head is the only thing inside the room.. Allen then walks over to the door and then swings it shut, crushing the hell out of Sullivan’s skull! Sullivan holds it in pain as he rolls from side to side.|o(]

G. Miller: That’s definitely a ringer there Paco.. wow, what a shot!

Paco: Yeah, Jack Sullivan will be hearing bells from here until Christmas…

[)o|Allen goes inside the room and looks at the different tools before grabbing a large screw driver.. He then holds it with his right hand before grabbing Sullivan’s head and begin to carve his forehead! Bloods start to ooze out of Sullivan’s forehead but he manages to push Allen off of him! Sullivan gets up, holding his forehead in pain and you see blood slipping through his fingers… Allen now grabs a large set of wire cutters and charges at Sullivan but he sees him coming, catching Allen and dropping him with a release spine-buster onto some wooden pallets near by!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen went nuts there, did you see his eyes when he was stabbing Sullivan in his head!?! He looked possessed!

Paco: He did? Nah, he looked fine too me.. he was just writing “JA was here” in Sullivan’s forehead, that’s all.

[)o|Sullivan wipes the blood of his face and then grabs Allen off of the pallets and drags him towards a wooden table that has some wires and cables on it… Sullivan pushes everything out of the way and then grabs Allen by his neck and then brings him to his feet… Allen tries to break free but before he can, Sullivan lifts him high in the air, turns around and choke slams Allen through the table!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd inside the arena as Sullivan quickly makes the pin on Allen! One! Two! Th… Kick out! |o(]

G. Miller: What a choke-slam by Sullivan!

Paco: But even more surprising than Sullivan’s move is the fact that Allen kicked out!

[)o|Sullivan looks at the ref in disbelief… He then gets up and looks around… He sees a ladder leaning against one of the boiler rooms.. He walks over there, grabs the ladder and brings it back.. He opens it up and then begins climbing it.. As he reaches the half way point, Sullivan turns towards Allen and jumps off, going for a guillotine leg drop but missing as Allen rolls out of the way!! Sullivan crashes onto the broken pieces of table, making the landing that much painful. Allen somehow, someway crawls his way over to the ladder and begins to climb it. |o(]

G. Miller: I can’t believe Allen is crawling over to the ladder.. He’s been pounded heavily but he keeps fighting back!

Paco: Yeah.. he either has a huge heart, or is too damn stupid to stay down and live to fight another day!

[)o|Allen is climbing the ladder slowly as Sullivan gets up holding the back of his leg… Allen turns his back to the ladder but keeps climbing… Sullivan stumbles over, but as he does, Allen jumps off, nailing him with an “Owen Hart” Missile drop kick! The kick doesn’t drop Sullivan but does send him stumbling backwards against the wall… Allen, with a little bit more of energy now goes back to the ladder and climbs it again… Sullivan starts to go after him but Allen, with his back to Sullivan jumps off and connects with a moon-sault, taking the big man down!|o(]

G. Miller: Nice set of moves there by Allen who is doing everything to keep the big man down!

Paco: Well so far it hasn’t worked… Sullivan keeps dominating him or bouncing back.

[)o|Allen hooks the leg for the pin but Sullivan kicks out after two… Allen gets up, moving a bit faster now and brings Sullivan to his feet.. .He then whips him towards the ladder but Sullivan reverses it… Allen runs towards the ladder but uses that momentum to jump onto it and then jump backwards, nailing Sullivan with a flying forearm! Sullivan stumbles backwards onto the boiler and burns his back! He screams in pain as he falls down to his knees… Allen walks over to where there are some wooden boxes stacked against a wall and grabs an empty one… He then comes back and breaks it over Sullivan’s head! Sullivan drops like a sack of bricks! Allen quickly flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Sullivan!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen almost had him there, wow was that close!

Paco: Yeah, close but no cigar… Allen is on the right track though.. Keep getting extreme on Sullivan, something is bound to pay off!

[)o|Allen gets up and then walks over to the ladder… He grabs it and sets it up in front of a bunch of boxes filled with who knows what… He then begins to climb it with his back to those boxes… As he reaches half way, Sullivan starts to come around… He gets to his knees and Allen is almost at the top… Sullivan sees him and he jumps to his feet and then charges at the ladder, nailing it with a shoulder tackle! The ladder tips, sending Allen flying down onto the boxes, crashing against them! The sounds of a thousand glasses breaking is heard as Allen crashes, falls down to the ground and then a bunch of boxes fall on top of him.. |o(]

G. Miller: Those boxes were filled with glass Paco and Allen just crashed against them!

Paco: Damn, Allen has to be dead now Miller… That was about a six feet fall, into all of those boxes.. More than one piece of glass, or pieces have to have stab him in his body!

[)o|Sullivan stumbles over to the boxes and begins to throw them out of the way, each making shattering sounds as they land… Sullivan finally finds Allen, covered in glass and laying on top of it as well.. He smiles as he then flips Allen over and makes the pin! One! Two! Three! No! two! Two! Allen kicked out at the last second! Sullivan gets up and gets on the refs face, not believing Allen just kicked out! The ref tells him two! Only two! And a furious Sullivan manages to control his anger and then turns back towards Allen… He picks him up onto his shoulder and then walks over towards the boiler… he then charges at it, stopping at the last second and sending Allen crashing face first against it!|o(]

G. Miller: I cannot believe Allen keeps kicking out! I mean what does Sullivan need to do to get him down?

Paco: Keep getting hardcore on his ass, that’s what!

[)o|Sullivan grabs Allen by his hair and starts to pull him up but Allen surprises him with a low blow! Sullivan doubles over and falls down to the floor, as Allen tries to get up… he crawls away from Sullivan who is doubled up, holding the family jewels… Allen reaches the area of the boiler room where there are a lot of pipes coming from the ceiling, from the walls and the floor, and all seem to connect somehow… There is also a few tables, one with a bunch of long steel pipes on it.. Allen arrives, using one of the tables to pull himself up.. He checks his forehead and finds blood…|o(]

G. Miller: Looks like Allen has been cut open as well, right above his left eye…

Paco: Yeah, hitting that boiler face first will mess you up good.

[)o|Josh Allen walks over to a table that has a tool box with a lot of drawers in it.. Allen looks into each one to find different types of nails and bolts all nicely separated… Allen picks up the tool box and begins to dump it’s contents onto the table… He then turns towards Sullivan as he is struggling to get up… Allen brings the tool box over and as Sullivan gets up to a knee, Allen nails him with it right on his forehead! Sullivan goes back down to the floor and Allen throws the tool box to the side.. He then grabs Sullivan by his feet and drags him closer to the table… He then brings him up, hooks the big man and delivers a butterfly suplex, putting Sullivan through the table!!|o(]

G. Miller: What power by Allen! He just picked up a 300 plus man and put him through a table with ease!!

Paco: Never judge a book by it’s cover they say, well Allen looks small, but he’s one powerful mofo!

[)o|Allen goes for the pin and the ref counts… One! Two! Th… kick out! Allen gets up and then stumbles away from Sullivan, going back to the small corridor they came from.. A few seconds go by and then the sound of an engine getting started is heard and after a few seconds more Allen appears, driving the forklift we saw earlier! The crowd goes wild and Allen parks it in front of a down Sullivan… Allen then walks over to some pallets nearby and grabs them, one by one, putting them on top of the forklift’s uh, forks. |o(]

G. Miller: I don’t know what Allen has in mind but it’s bound to be big Paco!

Paco: Hell yeah! That’s what I’m talking about, show me something big! Uh, that sounded gay didn’t it? Damn it!

[)o|Allen then walks over to where the controls are and brings the forks up, lifting the pallets up as high as they can go… Allen then moves the fork lift forward, so the pallets are right above a down Sullivan.. Allen then says “bye, bye” as he pulls down a lever, and the forks of the forklift come down fast, crashing on the ground, and shattering to pieces as they bury and probably crush Sullivan!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by a huge “holy shit! Holy shit!” chant… Allen brings up the forks of the forklift and then gets off of it… He then begins to toss the broken pallets out of the way so he can pin Sullivan but to his shock, he is not there!|o(]

G. Miller: What the hell happened to Sullivan!?!

Paco: Damn, Allen crushed him so hard that he disintegrated! Woah! I just used a big word! Thank you hooked on phonics!

[)o|Allen looks around franticly wondering what the hell happened.. He grabs a piece of broken pallet and then begins to look for Sullivan.. He reaches one of the darkest parts of the boiler room and as soon as he gets there, a cloud of smoke is shot at him! Sullivan stumbles backwards coughing as a huge cloud of smoke forms, blinding him and us almost… you hear something hit the ground and then through the smoke, as if he was a ghost, comes Sullivan… He has barb-wire wrapped around his knee for some reason.. Allen stumbles around, blinded, not knowing where he is when Sullivan grabs him by his neck! Sullivan lifts him and then brings him down across his barb wired knee, delivering a devastating back-breaker!|o(]

G. Miller: What a thunderous back-breaker!! That had to break Allen in half, my goodness, that was just… oh I can’t even watch it again!

Paco: I can, specially because the barbwire probably tore up Allen’s back to pieces! Play it again Sam!

[)o|Allen I doubling over on the ground, holding his back in pain as the smoke starts to clear up.. Sullivan gets up and by his feet we see a fire extinguisher, the tool he used to blind Allen… Sullivan grabs a hurting Allen and then turns him around, pulls back on his head and hooks him under his arm… Sullivan then delivers a reversed twist of fate, slamming the back of Allen’s head against the fire extinguisher! Sullivan makes the pin now on Allen and the ref appears and makes the count! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Allen! |o(]

G. Miller: He kicked out again! Holy shiza!!

Paco: Damn, what the hell is wrong with Allen? Just give up kid! Live to fight another day!

[)o|Sullivan gets up and grabs the ref by the collar of his shirt! The ref pleads with him and Sullivan lets him go as he sees something he likes… He walks over to a bunch of long steel pipes that are leaning against the wall… He then grabs all of them and throws them on the floor… Sullivan then walks over to Allen who was trying to get up… He grabs him by his hair, drags him over the pipes and then in one swift move, lifts him onto his shoulders! Allen tries to get out of the hold but Sullivan swings him around and drops him with a flap jack, right onto the steel pipes!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd again and Sullivan, who appears to have hurt himself in the process, manages to flip Allen over and pins him again! One! Two! Three!|o(]

Paco: There it is! Josh Allen has become extinct!

G. Miller: He put up a hell of a fight but Sullivan was too big and powerful… All Sullivan has to do is find the exit, get out and he’ll retain his title…

[)o|Sullivan gets up, and gives a knocked out Allen one last kick to the chest before stumbling away… Sullivan walks past the fork but then stops to take a break as he holds the back of his head in pain.. he rubs it and then looks at his hand, blood and a few small bolts and nails… Probably from the butterfly suplex earlier… Sullivan shakes it off and then walks away from the forklift and there, about 10 feet away from him he sees some steps that lead to the door.. He smiles and then begins to walk over… As he reaches the steps he stops, as if he feels something… He turns around and to his surprise his Josh Allen standing there, bloodied and beaten!|o(]

Paco: What the hell! Allen is back up!?!

G. Miller: Come on Allen, listen to Paco.. You fought a hard fight, but Sullivan is too powerful!

[)o|Sullivan shakes his head upset and then looks around.. grabbing a piece of broken metal pipe that was on the floor.. He then charges at Allen, who is standing next to some tables and then brings the pipe down on him, shattering him to pieces!?!!?|o(]

G. Miller: What the? That was a mirror!! Sullivan hit Allen’s reflection!

Paco: Ok what the FUCK is a full size mirror doing in a damn boiler room!?!

[)o|Sullivan drops the pipe and holds his hands in pain, he turns around and there is Allen! Sullivan stands up straight and then goes for a clothesline but Allen ducks it… both men turn towards each other and Allen jumps onto Sullivan’s shoulders and delivers a Hurricanrana!! A disturbing thud is heard as Sullivan’s head bounces off the concrete floor! Allen gets up, limping a bit and blood still flowing from different parts of his head and body… He drags Sullivan back towards where the forklift was.. Allen puts a wooden pallet on the forks of it and then throws Sullivan on top of it..|o(]

Paco: Ok what the hell is Allen doing now!?! Is he nuts!?!

G. Miller: After all the blood he has lost? Probably!

[)o|Allen then walks over to the controls and pulls a lever up, causing the forks of the fork lift to start to lift up slowly… Allen quickly gets on the pallet as he brings up Sullivan.. The fork lifts stops as it reaches its limit and Allen somehow lifts the big man Sullivan over his shoulders, spinning him around and having him set up for a verta-breaker! Allen doesn’t deliver it there though, instead he jumps off the pallet and delivers it onto the floor below, right on top of a bunch of broken pallets!!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by the second “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” chant of the night!! Allen turns over and throws his arm on top of Sullivan for the pin! The ref comes over and counts… one! Two! Three!|o(]

G. Miller: Allen got him! Allen got the pin on Sullivan!!

Paco: Damn, I didn’t think he could do it, but he did! Now he’s the one closer to becoming the new NA champion!

[)o|Allen rolls on his back, breathing heavily as the match has taken it’s toll on his body… He flips over and starts to crawl away from Sullivan, heading towards the exit… He arrives to the open area where the boxes are, and where the broken pieces of glass mirror are the only thing in Allen’s way to the steps and the exit.. Allen can’t seem to be able to stand up, so he crawls over the broken glass! He grimaces on every step, or, crawl, whatever… He reaches the steps and then starts to pull himself up when something grabs his leg! Allen looks back and there we see Jack Sullivan crawling right behind him! Allen tries to kick him off as he moves his way up the few steps… The ref opens the door and a bright light fills the room… Allen tries to break free of Sullivan’s grip, trying to kick him in the face.. Sullivan ducks most of the shots but one finally gets through, nailing him right on the nose and causing him to let go of Allen! Allen quickly pulls himself up and dives through the door! The ref calls for the bell!|o(]

G. Miller: He did it! Josh Allen did it!!!!

Paco: Damn! How f’n close was that!!?! Holy barbeque burritos!

J. Styles: Here is your winner….. and the NEW!!!!! North American Champion!!! JOSH ALLEN!!!

[)o|The fans inside the arena are cheering loudly as the ref hands Allen, who is still laying down the title… Allen doesn’t even grab it as he is too damn tired.. The ref right away calls for the EMTs that are standing by and two groups come, each carrying a stretcher.. |o(]

G. Miller: Allen can’t even hold his newly won title, this match took everything out of him!

Paco: and out of Sullivan too.. But I got to say that Draco’s attack might have hurt Sullivan’s chances… I know he wasn’t 100 percent… he couldn’t have been!

G. Miller: Well, lets not take too much away from Allen’s efforts Paco… He did everything he could to win this match, and won it.

Paco: That’s true…

[)o|As they place Allen on the stretcher… An ICWF official rushes over and gives Allen some news.. News that make Allen get up from the stretcher and push the EMTs out of the way.. Allen stumbles away from them, leaving the title behind… The camera follows him as he looks around, down the hall and up. He finally pushes open his locker room door. |o(]

Josh Allen: Chimp… Chimpy? CHIMPY? OH there you are!

[)o|The camera turns to where El Chimpador lies on a wooden table, body stretched out, eyes closed, and a bottle of Tequila at his side. Allen walks over to him and shakes him.|o(]

Josh Allen: HEY! Ooow… Get… get… your ass up! I… I f’n won.. Chimpy! Chimpy?

[)o|Josh puts his hand over El Chimpador's nose and waits to feel the air exiting Chimpy's body, but he gets nothing. Josh's eyes get big as he panics. He tries for a pulse, but gets nothing ... if it's even possible to check the pulse of a chimpanzee! Suddenly, Allen places his hands on El Chimpador's chest and begins to push down and up, giving him CPR. He hits his knees and stops, banging his head on the table, as Chimpy's lifeless body remains lifeless. Allen takes Chimpy's Manager of the Year award and throws it into the mirror as the scene fades back to Paco and Miller. |o(]

G. Miller: ...

[)o|Miller turns and looks at Paco suspiciously. |o(]

Paco: What?! He's dead, there's nothing I can do about it! Limp monkey is no monkey, man!

G. Miller: No ... remember what YOU said last Friday Night at Inferno?

Paco: I ... UH .. N .. No, not exactly ... no ... uh ...

G. Miller: Well I sure as hell do! And I quote, you said "Yeah, well if El Chimpador ever leaves Allen, or disappears, you watch his career go down the shitter ese!" ...

Paco: OH COME ON NOW ...

G. Miller: You never did like Allen! Oh pal you better be praying to God now, Allen is going to come looking for you in NO time!

[)o|Paco's eyes get large as he reaches under the table and pulls out his bottle, finishing off every last drop and slamming it back under, silent. |o(]

G. Miller: What you got nothing to say!?!

Paco: ...

G. Miller: Come on say something!

Paco: I want to speak to my lawyer!

G. Miller: Aha!

Paco: Shut up! Next match.

G. Miller: Oh now you want to talk about matches?!

Paco: Dude piss off alright? El Chimpador.. He was my little vato man, my hommie! My apprentice! Why would I want to kill him? I loved the little dude.. (sniff, sniff)

G. Miller: Oh Paco, that’s sweet…

Paco: Blow me ese..

G. Miller: Well, alright.. If it’ll make you feel better!

Paco: GET OFF ME FUCKER!! Talk about the next match!

G. Miller: Make up your mind will ya? Geez… Fns up next is a battle between two friends… Two friends being separated by gold and surrounded by steel… Steel in the form of a steel cage!

Paco: Good… That will liven up the mood around here.

[)o|The camera switches to the ring as the steel cage is being lowered… Joey stands by the commentators table.|o(]

J. Styles: ICWF fans it’s time for the next bout and this one is a steel cage match for the Intercontinental Title!

[)o|The crowd cheers loudly… The cage is now in place and the ICWF officials make sure it’s secured… As they do, a slow bell tolling is heard, marking the beginning of Metallica's For Whom the Bell Tolls, the arena lights fade, leaving only a few white lights shining on the stage, and small flaming pyro lining the ramp, as heavy smoke rises from the stage. A shadow appears in the smoke, and soon the man claiming to be "Simon Belmont," the manager of Casanova, steps out on to the stage quickly, and with a flick of his arm, snaps his whip from his belt out, nearly whipping some of the audience, to gasps and boos, before turning, and raising the other arm toward the billowing smoke. As the crushing guitar line hits, the lights flare from white to red, as Casanova steps out on to the stage amidst the smoke, following Simon to the ring between the flames.|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger. He comes to us from Whitesboro, New York… weighting in at two hundred and thirty pounds and standing at six feet three inches tall… here is… Casanova!!!

[)o|He gets inside the steel cage as the lights dim leaving the audience in a sea of darkness. The audience silences to a low hush not knowing what to expect next. Suddenly "Enemy" by Sevendust hits the air and the fans jump to their feet in recognition of the wrestler using this music, "The Hellacious One" Draco. Flames shoot up creating a wall as the music gets heavier towards the chorus. The wall of flames casts a silhouette that seems to be a man, of course Draco, with his head hung down. As "The Hellacious One" Draco brings up his head the flames die down. He leaps over the short flames as they lick the bottom of his legs in mid-air. Draco lands and walks down the ramp and into the steel cage.|o(]

J. Styles: His opponent, hailing from Whitesboro, New York… weighting in at two hundred and four pounds and standing at five feet eleven inches tall… Here is the Intercontinental Champion… “The Hellacious One” Draco!!!

[)o| He stands in the ring and looks around the crowd as he leans in on the corner. The ref comes to get his belt which Draco hands to him… The ref heads out of the steel cage and another ref locks it up. The bell rings and both men walk up to each other, standing face to face in the middle of the ring.|o(]

G. Miller: They are the best of friends… Have been tag team partners for the longest time.. They debuted as partners defeating TPA and Pitbull… Now, they must face each other… I bet you they never pictured this when they joined the ICWF.

Paco: Nope… They probably thought their paths will run parallel… But witness the genius that ODJ is! He is a booking mastermind… Now these two fight, and since I don’t like either, I hope they fight to the death.

G. Miller: It’s funny mention death.. as both of them came face to face with Death this past week, and almost lost.

Paco: Yeah, both of them fought two hellacious battles early in the week, now they have another battle in front of them. Each other.

[)o|The bell rings and both men back away from each other and then shake hands… They begin to circle around and then finally lock up… There is a power struggle right from the bat, with each wrestler pushing the other a few steps, then the other pushing back… Draco manages to eventually back Casanova to the corner.. but Casanova fights him off and actually pushes Draco off of him, breaking the lock up… They begin to circle each other again before locking up for a second time, but this time, Draco applies a headlock. |o(]

G. Miller: Looks like both men want to take it slow… Want to get a feel for each other.. They’ve known each other for so long, but never actually had to interact this way…

Paco: Dude, what the f’k!? Are you watching this match or a gay f’n soap opera!?! Listen to what you’re saying!

[)o|Casanova tries to get out of it but Draco has a good grip on him and actually manages to take him down with it. Draco hangs on to the headlock while on the ground but Casanova quickly wraps his legs around Draco’s head and reverses it into a head scissors submission hold.. Draco tries to pull his head out but Casanova tightens his grip.. .Draco then brings his legs up and then kicks out of the hold, jumping to his feet. Casanova gets to his feet right away as well but Draco sends him flying with an arm drag. |o(]

Paco: ok…. What the fuck man!? This is a steel cage match! What the hell are these two doing?!!?

G. Miller: You seriously don’t expect friends to start beating the hell out of each other right away do it?

Paco: f’k yeah!

[)o|Casanova bounces right back up but Draco quickly grabs him, going back to the headlock. Casanova tries to get out of it again, and this time, he wraps his arms around Draco’s waist, lifts him and drops him with a side suplex! Draco holds the back of his head in pain as Casanova gets up, then sits Draco up and applies a reverse chin lock. Draco right away tries to get out of it but Casanova pulls back, applying more pressure with his knee on Casanova’s back… Casanova tries to spin out of the hold and manages to do it but Draco quickly gets back on top of him and applies a head lock yet again.|o(]

G. Miller: Great grappling match up so far. Draco has been controlling Casanova but barely.

Paco: Dude, I’m going to go to sleep in a f’n minute.

[)o|Casanova starts to push himself up and actually manages to get to his knees. Draco still has the headlock on but can’t prevent Casanova from getting to his feet.. Casanova turns his body slightly and elbows Draco on the mid section.. Again.. again… one more time! Casanova is free and he quickly runs towards the ropes.. Draco goes for a back body drop but Casanova leap frogs over him.. Casanova bounces off the other side and Draco drops to the mat so Casanova runs over him… Draco then jumps to his feet as Casanova bounces off the other side, but gets knocked down by a flying shoulder tackle from Casanova!|o(]

G. Miller: Casanova flew on that one Paco!

Paco: Yeah, I think I saw his bat wings.

[)o|Casanova gets up but so does Draco.. Casanova grabs him and whips him towards the ropes… Draco bounces off and Casanova sends him flying with a hip toss! Draco lands hard on his back, and gets up holding it.. Casanova moves in, grabbing him and whipping him towards the corner this time.. Draco hits hard and Casanova charges at him going for a clothesline on the corner but Draco moves out of the way and Casanova hits nothing but turnbuckle. Draco turns Casanova around and whips him towards the opposite side, no reversal by Casanova who pulls Draco in and goes for a clothesline. Draco ducks it though, both men turn towards each other and Draco nails Casanova with a hard right hand!|o(]

G. Miller: Good grief what a shot!!!

Paco: Damn!!! I bet you they heard that one all the way up in the f’n rafter seats!

[)o|Casanova stumbles backwards holding his jaw and Draco appears as he regrets hitting Casanova.. He tries to plead with him and Casanova just looks at him and throws his arms up, telling him it’s “ok” Casanova then offers his hand for Draco to shake, Draco goes for it but Casanova pulls his hand back and then nails Draco with a tremendous right of his own! Draco stumbles backwards holding his jaw… and then looks around at the crowd who seem to have been waiting for this moment.. Draco lets out a loud scream and then charges at Casanova, tackling him down to the mat and begins to pound him with rights and lefts!|o(]

G. Miller: What the hell happened to the great mat wrestling action!?!

Paco: It went out the window like your manhood! Now this is more f’n like it!! Go! Go! Go!

[)o|The crowd is chanting along with Paco as in the ring, Casanova flips Draco over and he now begins pounding him with rights and lefts!! Draco manages to flip him over again, and gives him a hard head butt, that dazes Casanova momentarily. Draco gets to his feet and then begins stomping hard on Casanova’s chest… After about five shots Draco grabs Casanova by his hair and pulls him up. He then whips him towards the ropes, then gets close to the opposite ropes… Casanova bounces off and Draco sends him flying with a back body drop, right onto the steel cage!!|o(]

Paco: Woohoo!! That’s what I f’n came to see! FTF!!

G. Miller: Fuck the fans!?!

Paco: FUCK THEIR FRIENDSHIP!!

[)o|Casanova lands hard on the back of his neck but Draco doesn’t even care, pulling him from under the bottom rope and bringing him back up.. He grabs him by his hair and tights and then runs with him, towards the other side, where he slams him against the cage again! Casanova appears to be in big time pain and Draco isn’t giving him a break… He pulls him back and then manages to lift him up with a gorilla press, holds him for a second or two before throwing it against the cage one more time!|o(]

G. Miller: This match has gone hardcore just like that… and listen to the fans, they are loving it!!

Paco: That’s what they came to see! Insane action! If they wanted to see mat wrestling, they would have gone to see High School or College wrestling.

[)o|Casanova is not even moving now and Draco drags him from under the bottom rope again.. He then brings him up again, and again goes for a gorilla press… This time though, as he holds Casanova, Casanova gives him a rake to the eyes causing Draco to let him go.. Casanova lands on his feet behind Draco and then nails him with a drop kick to the back of the head, sending Draco stumbling towards the corner… Casanova moves in on him, hooking him from behind, and lifting him as if he was going for a side suplex.. Instead though, he throws Draco onto the cage!! |o(]

G. Miller: It’s pay back time now!!

Paco: That’s right Cas! Hurt him, hurt him bad! Hell, bust him up and then drink his blood for all I care, just keep it up!!

[)o|Casanova pulls Draco back up and then whips him towards the ropes.. Draco bounces off and Casanova goes for a clothesline, he misses as Draco ducks. Casanova turns around as Draco bounces off the other side and goes for a cross body block! Casanova manages to catch him though, and stumbles backwards with him.. Casanova regains his footing and then delivers a fall away slam, slamming Draco against the cage!! Casanova doesn’t give him any rest, bringing him back up and then standing close to the ropes as he whips Draco to the other side. Draco bounces off and Casanova delivers a hip toss, slamming Draco against the cage again!!!|o(]

G. Miller: This match has gotten so brutal it’s unbelievable!

Paco: Well I wouldn’t go that far, but it is getting good.

[)o|Casanova doesn’t go after Draco any more, instead he goes to the corner and climbs it.. Just when you think he is going to go for an aerial move, he turns his back to Draco and goes to climb the cage! Draco gets up though and shakes the ropes before Casanova is off the turnbuckle, causing Casanova to fall and land hard on his jewels, still facing the crowd! Draco stumbles over to Casanova, climbing onto the second turnbuckle, turning his back to Casanova, hooking him and dropping him with a neck-breaker off the top! |o(]

G. Miller: and Draco bounces right back in this match, delivering his trademark move!

Paco: Good timing too because Casanova was about to make an escape.

[)o|Draco stumbles to his feet and then begins to stomp on the chest of Casanova. He then grabs him by his head and brings him to his feet.. Draco then takes him close to the cage before hooking him for a suplex.. He gets him up and instead of dropping him down to the mat, he slams him against the cage! Draco doesn’t give Casanova a break, bringing him back up to his feet and then throwing him over his shoulder. He then runs towards the corner, in hopes of throwing him against the cage again but Casanova breaks free, falling behind Draco and shoving him against the turnbuckle!|o(]

G. Miller: Good escape there by Casanova, Draco was sure to slam him against the steel post of the cage.

Paco: Yeah, and one thing is getting slammed against the cage, and another, is to get slammed against that very hard steel post!

[)o|Draco holds his chest in pain as he leans against the turnbuckle. Casanova comes from behind him, pulls back on his head, hooks him and then delivers a reversed suplex! Casanova gets up and then goes to the corner, he climbs it, but as he does Draco gets to his feet… Casanova still manages to jump off, connecting with a cross body block! Casanova rolls off of Draco holding his mid section in pain.. Draco gets to his feet but he too is holding his mid section.. Still, it is Draco who makes the first move, going for a clothesline! Casanova ducks it though, and as both wrestlers turn towards each other, Casanova nails Draco with a spinning kick to the head!|o(]

G. Miller: What a shot!!! If there was a soccer net behind Draco, Casanova would have just scored a goal with him!

Paco: Casanova doesn’t use too many kicks, but he makes that one, his trademark count boy! Damn, hell of a kick!

[)o|Casanova crawls over to the corner now, a bit winded but with enough energy to try to climb out of the cage. He reaches the corner and pulls himself up using the turnbuckles. Draco rolls on his stomach and tries to push himself up with one hand, while holding the side of his head with the other.. Casanova is now standing on the second turnbuckle and making a move for the third.. Draco surprisingly gets to his feet and then stumbles over to Casanova, who grabs the cage with his hands and then climbs onto it!|o(]

G. Miller: Casanova is almost out of Draco’s reach.. If he gets to the top, we will crown a new champion!

Paco: I thought you had to go over and onto the floor in order to win? Are you making shit up again Miller!?!

[)o|Draco hops onto the second turnbuckle and then reaches for Casanova, grabbing his right leg.. Casanova tries to kick him off but Draco uses the leg to pull himself up, into the cage… Draco now lets it go and catches up to Casanova, standing side by side with him! Casanova tries to elbow him in the face but Draco avoids it and then nails Casanova with a left hand, another, another, one more! Casanova is dazed and Draco gets closer to him, wrapping his arm around his neck and his leg around his.. Draco then begins to pull, and manages to pull Casanova off, delivering a Russian leg sweep of the steel cage!!|o(]

G. Miller: and down they go!! They both landed hard on that one Paco, I think Draco got the worst of it, and he delivered the move!

Paco: When you are that high up, and you fall down, no one gets a better deal.. The fall is going to hurt no matter what!

[)o|Both wrestlers are flat on their back.. breathing heavily… Draco flips over and heads to the corner.. Casanova flips over as well and crawls to the opposite corner.. He starts to climb the corner but Draco is already on the second turnbuckle… The crowd starts to cheer and jeer as both men are on opposite ends, now climbing onto the cage! Draco has the lead by a few steps.. The crowd starts a “Go! Go! Go!” chant… Draco reaches the top of the cage and now pulls himself up and lays at the top of the cage, a bit winded…. That gives Casanova time to catch up, reaching the top of the cage.. Draco looks over to Casanova and then goes over, and starts to climb down.. Casanova does the same, he sees Draco ahead of him and then looks down.. Instead of climbing down, he simply lets go! Draco is half way down the cage when he sees his friend go crashing down some ten feet to the floor! The bell rings and the crowd gives a mix reaction!|o(]

J. Styles: Here is your winner…. And the NEW!!!!! Intercontinental Champion! CASANOVA!!!

G. Miller: Casanova did it! He comes the new champion and almost defeats his mentor, his trainer!

Paco: Damn, I thought Draco had it.. But Casanova said f’k it and just threw himself down!

[)o|The ref hands the belt off to Casanova, but Casanova is down, holding his knee in pain, apparently, hurting it on his fall… Draco hops down and drops to one knee, breathing heavily, not believing he lost… |o(]

G. Miller: Well the moment of truth has come, will they stay friends? Or does the friendship end here?

Paco: I hope it does, that way we have a rematch and then that match will be twice as brutal!!!

[)o|Draco gets up and stumbles around the cage, walking towards Casanova who is seating up, but unable to get up.. The ref is trying to help him up but Draco comes over, grabs him and slams him against the guard rail, knocking him out.|o(]

G. Miller: uh-oh!

Paco: F’n uh-oh indeed! F’k him up Draco!

[)o|Draco stands over Casanova… Casanova looks up at him and then Draco grabs the IC title… He throws it over his shoulder but then offers his hand to Casanova… Casanova grabs it and then Draco helps him up…|o(]

G. Miller: Yey!

Paco: F’n Gay!

[)o|Casanova uses Draco’s shoulder for leverage and then Draco grabs the IC title and places it over Casanova’s shoulder, then raises his arm in victory… The crowd gives another mix reaction, but there are more cheers then boos… Draco then helps Casanova to the back, as Cas’ music plays.|o(]

G. Miller: Now that’s a happy ending.. Why can’t all matches (SLAP!) OUCH DICK!

Paco: I’m sorry, I just had to slap ya.. I’m sick of that sportsmanship bullshit!

[)o|The Insane-A-Tron comes on all of the sudden and it shows the parking lot of the arena. There we see a black hummer arriving… The license plate reads E1. The passenger side door opens and out steps a man, wearing an orange jump suit… the kind that they wear in prisons.. Right away you recognize this man as the man who has been seen in those small videos in prior Friday Night Infernos.. His face is still blurred though… He walks over to the back of the Hummer and then takes off the suit to reveal a black T-shirt with a green “E” on it, black baggy jeans and army boots. He then grabs from the back of the hummer a black leather trench coat and puts it on.. He then removes the rubber ban holding his hair back, and his long straight blonde hair comes down, a bit past his shoulders… He then puts on some black shades, and then looks towards the camera… |o(]

G. Miller: Why don’t they remove that blur stuff and let us know who the hell he is already!?!

Paco: Maybe he is under that witness protection program…

[)o|The man heads inside the arena and the Insane-A-Tron fades to black… then the words “HE’S HERE!” begin to flash slowly with a green glow around them… |o(]

G. Miller: Who is he damn it!?!

Paco: Relax.. I’m sure we’ll find out later on in the show…

[)o|As soon as he says that, the lights go completely out… the rift of a guitar starts to play and the crowd immediately begins to cheer, recognizing the song.. It is indeed, “Beautiful People” By Maryland Manson…|o(]

G. Miller: Wow.. I haven’t heard that song in a long time.. Not since…

Paco: Don’t say it…

G. Miller: It couldn’t be…. It just couldn’t be…

[)o|As the drums start to hit, the fans start to bang their heads but an explosion of green pyro startles them! As the smoke clears, there stands the man we just saw step out of the hummer… Something is different about him though, we can now see his face…|o(]

G. Miller: Holy shit! He’s alive!!!

Paco: Enigma is back!?!?!

[)o|The crowd cheers loudly as the first ever ICWF Hardcore champion makes his way down the ramp… He gets inside the ring and then goes over to the corner and then stands on the bottom and middle turnbuckle… He looks around at the crowd, his eyes being shield by his trademark dark sunglasses. He then hops down and takes the mic away from a shocked Joey Styles… He passes the mic across his neck to signal for the music to get cut.|o(]

G. Miller: So many years has passed by, we all thought he was dead! No one has seen him in ages!

Paco: Well, obviously he is not dead, and not in jail any more.. but why is he here, why is he back to the home he helped build?

[)o|Enigma looks around, waiting for the fans to settle down… When they do, he finally speaks…|o(]

Enigma: Stop asking yourself that question.. Have no doubts.. It is indeed The Enigmatic One that stands before you.

[)o|The crowd cheers loudly.. |o(]

Enigma: Now I will answer the other questions you are asking yourself… Why am I here? Why is the Enigmatic One back.. ? Well let me tell the wrestlers in the back to relax and change your now dirty tights… I did not come back to take your souls… Let me tell the current Hardcore Champion to calm down, put down the bags, do not go anywhere.. I did not come back to regain what I made famous… To ODJ himself I say put down the phone, do not sell ICWF… I didn’t come to take over it like everyone else wants to… The answer souls is simple… I have done everything you could possibly do as a wrestler… Now… I want to do everything I can possibly do as… a manager…

G. Miller: What!?!

Paco: Enigma as a manager? Damn!

[)o|The crowd gives a mix reaction… |o(]

Enigma: Now your next question is, who am I managing? Well, that is what I’m here to find out in the ICWF… I see a lot of wrestlers… I see a lot of talent… I see a lot of potential… With the right guidance… My guidance… Some of these guys can go to the top… So I stand before you now as a manager… As a scout… As the weeks go by… I will check out a few wrestlers.. Those I like will hear for me verbally… those I don’t like… will simply… feel the pain…

[)o|Enigma drops the mic as his music once again plays… The crowd cheers loudly as Enigma jumps to the outside and leaves up the ramp, shaking a few fans’ hands. |o(]

G. Miller: Folks what a shocker… Of all the people I expected to come out here, Enigma was the last one on my list… Hell… he wasn’t even on my list!

Paco: I thought he was dead, I didn’t even begin to think of him… He’s back, and looking to manage!

G. Miller: Just think of some of the guys he can manage Paco? A lot of good rookies out there looking for guidance… Maybe he can bring out guys like Savage and Danger out of losing streaks.. The possibilities are endless!

Paco: Indeed, for all we know he could replace guys like Willie Peterson and Pedro! Imagine that, Enigma managing El Linchador

G. Miller: That would be huge! Well fans, I guess as the weeks go by, we’ll see who Enigma has his eye on..

Paco: Maybe Zimdela Brudon! Can you imagine those two evil bastards together!?!

G. Miller: I rather not.

Paco: Haha, pussy.

G. Miller: Well fans it is time for the next match up, Jason Blood challenges Killa Kali for the Hardcore Title!!

Paco: Now that’s what I’m talking about!

[)o|Joey gets inside the ring as the crowd, still buzzing about Enigma’s return, finally settles down.|o(]

J. Styles: Fans, the following bout is scheduled for one fall and it is a Hardcore Rules match for the Hardcore Championship!

[)o|The crowd cheers loudly and then the lights go down as the Insane-A-Tron starts to play a video of a mask.. A mask worn by only one man.. Blood drips over the screen as "Praise" by Sevendust comes over the PA as Jason Blood enters the arena...Jason walks down to the ring with his manager Amber Dextris...|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… From Statesville, North Carolina… He weights in at two hundred and twenty pounds and stands at six feet four inches tall… “The New Face of Fame” Jason Blood!!!

[)o|Jason gets into the ring with her and poses for the crowd as they chant..."Flash us! Flash us! Flash us!" to Amber...Amber leaves after she takes Jason's coat and the crowd boos loudly.. The lights dim in the arena again and the fans begin to stir as they await Killa Kali. Over the sound system voices are heard. “I couldn't help but notice your pain!” “My Pain?” “It runs deep, share it with me!” With a massive explosion of lights and fireworks "Pain" by Tupac begins to play. At the entranceway Lady Rage and Lil' Mz Fury walk out and stand waiting. From behind the curtain comes Killa Kali. Almost immediately the boos begin to rain down on the Hardcore Extremist.|o(]

J. Styles: His opponent, from South Central, Los Angeles…. He weights in at two hundred and sixty five pound and stands six feet five inches tall… Ladies and gentlemen here is the Hardcore Champion… “Too X-Treme for TV” Killa Kali!!!

[)o| He stands there, a smile on his face, waving for more boos as he walks down the ramp and into the ring. Taking off his bandana, he throws it at the fans ringside, who throw it back at him. He throws the bird to the crowd and waits for the match to begin. |o(]

G. Miller: Well do you think Blood has a chance to defeat Killa Kali?

Paco: Please, he couldn’t even beat Josh All-Monkey.

[)o|The bell rings and both men step up to each other, both talking trash… Killa Kali laugh at Blood and then nails him with a thunderous slap to the face! Blood stumbles backwards and then rubs his cheek softly.. He smiles and then nails Kali with a slap of his own! Kali stumbles backwards and then charges at Blood but Blood sends him flying with a Japanese arm drag! Both wrestlers quickly get to their feet but Kali is a bit slower and Blood makes him pay with a drop kick right to the kisser! Kali stumbles onto the ropes and Blood charges at him and clotheslines him off the top!|o(]

G. Miller: Kali tried to disrespect Blood but it all backfired on him!

Paco: Yeah, Kali, you’re my main man but you don’t want to toy around with Blood… Sure he has no chance, but he is still dangerous.

[)o|Killa Kali is down on his knees on the outside… Blood steps through the ropes and then goes to the corner.. He then waits for Kali to get up, and when he does Blood jumps off, going for a double axe handle smash! Kali catches him though and then rams him against the steel post! Kali doesn’t let go of him, taking a few steps back and then ramming him a second time against the steel post! Kali still doesn’t let him go, taking a few steps back and then ramming him a third time against the post! Kali finally drops him and then places his foot on his chest for the cocky pin! One! Two! And Blood shoves Kali’s foot out of the way.|o(]

G. Miller: This cockiness is going to cost Killa Kali if he is not careful.

Paco: Speaking of cock-in-ess. Have you had any cock-in-your-ass lately? Hahaha…

[)o|Killa Kali stomps a few times on his chest before bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the guard rail! Blood hits hard and Killa Kali charges at him, clothes-lining him over and sending him on top of the fans! Killa Kali goes over himself and then begins to pound Blood with heavy right hands! He then picks him up and takes him up a few steps before lifting him and body slamming him onto them! The fans nearby pat Kali in the back while others throw garbage at him.. Security is quick to arrive, to block fans off.. Kali picks up Blood, hooks him for a suplex and then delivers it onto the steps in front of him!|o(]

G. Miller: Well Killa Kali has taken this fight to the fans.. Now he either wants to give the fans what they want, or, he wants to hurt some fans along the way…

Paco: Think long and hard G. Milla… I’m sure you’ll come up with the right answer.

[)o|Killa Kali makes the pin and the ref who was catching up makes the count! One! Two! Kick out… Killa Kali brings Jason Blood to his feet and then applies a headlock, taking him up the steps to first level seats… He then whips him towards a wall but Jason Blood reverses it somehow and Kali hits hard! Kali stumbles towards Blood who jumps up and then sends Kali flying with a head scissors! Kali crashes onto some chairs that were left empty by the smart fans that got of the way.. Blood grabs one of the chairs and folds it close. |o(]

G. Miller: It’s about to get good Paco… For you anyway and the fans.

Paco: Come on Miller, I know deep down inside you.. and I’m not talking about your nights with Mr. Smith… No.. But, I know that deep down inside you, you love this hardcore shit… You just want to keep this “goody-goody queer bastard” image.

[)o|As Kali is getting to his feet when Blood brings the chair down hard across his back! Kali drops back down to the floor and Blood gets on top of his body, grabs the chair with both hands and then begins to ram the top of it against Kali’s lower back! Kali screams in pain as shot after shot, the pain is getting to be too much… After about ten shots Blood finally stops, tossing the chair to the side… He then flips Kali over and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out! Jason Blood grabs another chair, folds it close and throws it on the floor.. He then picks up Kali, lifts him for a body slam and slams him onto the folded chair!|o(]

G. Miller: Jason Blood is taking the fight to Kali now… I don’t care what you say Paco, but Blood would make an excellent hardcore champion…

Paco: don’t get me wrong… I like the guy and all… and he may be the Champion of Hardcore Porn, but it’s going to be a long time before he can match up to Killa Kali… Hell, for anyone to match up to Killa Kali in this division!

[)o|Jason Blood gets up and then walks over to Kali’s legs and drags him towards the steps, up the few of them and then across the hall leading to the back halls of the arena and where the consession stands are… A few dozen fans have gather around and are cheering Blood loudly. He now picks up Kali and whips him towards a wall, Kali hits hard and then comes stumbling towards Blood who charges at Killa Kali! But Killa Kali sees him coming, catching him and dropping him with a power-slam!|o(]

G. Miller: What a power-slam by Killa Kali!

Paco: It was vicious! I mean it’s painful enough as it is when performed in the ring, now imagine what it must feel like when done on the cold hard concrete floor!?!

[)o|Killa Kali hooks the leg for the pin and the ref counts… one! Two! Kick out by Blood! That brings cheers from the crowd inside the arena and the fans nearby… Killa Kali stumbles to his feet and then brings Jason Blood to his, nailing him with a couple of right hands… He then takes him over to where some boy scouts are trying to sell cookies for a “good cause” Killa Kali with one swift move wipes the table clean from the cookies sending the kids running away.. Killa Kali then hooks Jason Blood between his legs in front of the table but Blood back body drops him instead!|o(]

G. Miller: Those poor kids! Killa Kali simply doesn’t have a heart Paco!

Paco: You’re just noticing that? Hell son, you are about 3 years late.

[)o|Jason Blood turns around and then stomps on Kali who barely missed the table.. He then brings Kali up and hooks him for a suplex in front of the table… He then lifts him up, no, Kali blocks it! Blood tries to lift him again but again Kali blocks it and he is the one that ends up lifting Blood and putting him through the table with a jack-hammer! “OOOOH” is heard from the fans inside the arena as well as the ones nearby, and a few chant: “holy shit! Holy shit!” Killa Kali grabs both of Blood’s legs, hooking them for the pin but Blood kicks out after two!|o(]

G. Miller: Jason Blood is not going to give up that easily… Killa Kali is going to have to work harder than that!

Paco: Oh don’t worry… I’m sure Killa Kali has a lot of tables he is going to put Blood through.

[)o|Killa Kali gets up and then brings Blood to his feet, whipping him towards the beer stand… Fans get out of the way and Blood hits hard against the counter… He drops to one knee but then pushes himself up and Killa Kali charges at him.. Blood sees him coming though and back body drops him over the counter onto the floor! Jason Blood hops up on the counter,, then stands on it before jumping onto Kali, delivering an elbow drop! Blood picks up Killa Kali now and then grabs him by his head… He then walks over to where Pretzels are being kept nice and warm and Blood slams Kali head first against it, shattering it to pieces!|o(]

G. Miller: Just like that Jason Blood bounces back and now its in control of the match!

Paco: Hey guys, uh, you think you could pick me up a couple of beers? You know, when you’re done.

[)o|Kali drops to one knee but Blood brings him back up, applies a headlock and then grabs a pretzel and begins to rub it all over Kali’s face just to add insult to injury.. He then begins to pound him with close fists right on his head! Blood now picks up Kali and slams him on the counter… He then grabs a pitcher, fills it up with beer, gulps a bit of it and then breaks the pitcher over Kali’s head! Kali rolls off the counter, onto the floor outside of the beer stand… Blood jumps over it and then begins a stomp-a-thon on Kali’s back!!|o(]

G. Miller: You have to admit Paco, Blood is doing a number on Killa Kali.. He has controlled most of the match!

Paco: He can control the whole match from beginning to end! What matters is who wins, in the end… and in the end, Kali will bounce back, watch!

[)o|Jason Blood picks up Killa Kali yet again and then applies a headlock, and beginning to walk with him towards other stands… You see the stand where the ICWF sells it’s merchandise then other food stands as well as a popcorn vendor right in the middle of the hall… Blood smiles as he whips Killa Kali towards it… Killa Kali reverses it though, pulling Blood in and dropping him with a short arm clothesline! Blood goes down hard, his head bouncing off the concrete floor.. Kali drops to one knee and takes a breather…|o(]

G. Miller: That was a hell of a clothesline by Killa Kali! He nearly took his head off there!

Paco: Yeah, and Blood almost flipped in mid air, but landed right on his head instead… ouch.

[)o|Killa Kali begins talking trash to Blood who is trying to get up and then slaps him for good measure… Kali then grabs Blood by his hair and pulls him up.. He then grabs him by his tights, still grabbing him by his hair.. takes a running start with him and then puts him head first through the popcorn machine! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by loud boos… Killa Kali pulls Blood out and lets him fall to the floor as hundreds of pop corn falls on top of him. Killa Kali then tips the pop-corn machine over, it making a loud crash as it hits the ground… |o(]

G. Miller: Things sure don’t look good for Blood now!

Paco: Hell nah, I don’t know what Kali has in mind but it’s going to be f’n sick and twisted!

[)o|Killa Kali picks up Blood and grabs him by his neck with both hands, choking him! Blood tries to break his grip but Kali then lifts him up and drops him down hard onto the down pop-corn machine with a baldo-bomb! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd again as Killa Kali smiles as he gets up and Blood is twitching on the ground… Killa Kali drags him off the pop-corn machine and then pins him! The ref rushes over and makes the count! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Jason Blood!|o(]

G. Miller: He kicked out! He kicked out! Holy popping corn!

Paco: Damn I thought Kali’s trademark move would be enough! I guess I was wrong about Blood.. maybe he can go all out and win the hardcore title!

[)o|Kali grabs the ref by the neck and begins to choke him… The ref pleads with Kali and he simply throws him to the ground before turning his attention towards Blood and brings him to his feet.. .He then takes him by his hair towards the electric stairs that are going down to the first level of the arena.. Killa Kali smiles and then with his other hand he grabs Blood by his tights and tries to throw him down the stairs but Blood blocks it with his right leg and then gives Kali an elbow to the mid section, Kali doubles over and Blood quickly grabs him and delivers a monkey flip, sending Kali flying down the stairs!|o(]

G. Miller: OH MY!!! Kali landed hard on the electric stairs and is rolling all the way down! Paco I think he broke his neck!!

Paco: Damn! I would be surprise if he didn’t, he landed so damn awkwardly and couldn’t stop himself from rolling all the way down!

[)o|Jason Blood sits down on one of the steps as the stairs take him down… He reaches the lower level and sees Kali, shockingly crawling away… Blood smiles and then looks around… He sees an electrician standing on a ladder, replacing those, long halogen lights… Blood sees a couple of them on the floor and grabs them, bringing them over where Kali is and then lifting both above his head before bringing them down across Kali’s head, shattering them to pieces! Kali drops back down to the floor and appears out!|o(]

G. Miller: I can’t believe Blood is still walking after taking Kali’s trademark… but by the same token.. I can’t believe Kali was crawling away there.. I thought he would be dead!

Paco: I guess he really is a ROUGH NECK!

[)o|Blood then walks back over to the ladder and begins to climb it… The electrician tells him to get off but Blood simply pushes him off! As Blood reaches the top of the ladder he steps over it so he now has his back to Kill Kali he then jumps off, delivering a moon-sault onto Kali!!! The crowd cheers loudly and the fans nearby start another “Holy shit! Holy shit!” chant… Jason Blood holds his mid section in pain but then flips Kali over and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: I can’t believe Kali still had enough sense left in him to kick out!!

Paco: Will you stop saying you can’t believe this and you can’t believe that!?! Just watch the damn match and call it as you see it!

[)o|Jason Blood gets up and then walks over to one of those metal trashcans that are screwed into walls… Jason Blood yanks it off and then brings it over to where Kali is once again trying to get up.. He then lifts it over Kali’s head and brings it down hard, bending it badly! Blood again goes for the pin, but again Kali kicks out! Blood appears to be getting frustrated… He grabs Kali by his feet and then drags him towards the doors of the arena… He then picks up Killa Kali and whips him towards the glass doors and Kali crashes against it then falls down to the floor.. |o(]

G. Miller: Those doors have to be pulled to be open in case anyone is wondering why Kali didn’t just go through…

Paco: What I’m wondering is why they didn’t shatter, come on JB! Throw him harder!

[)o| Blood brings him back up, takes him away from the door and whips him again towards the same door! Kali again hits, cracking the glass door but not breaking it! Kali drops to his knees and Blood brings him back up and whips him a third time, and this time the door shatters as Kali’s body hits it!!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the fans and Jason Blood is all smiles.. He steps through the broken door and finds Kali all the way down the steps, apparently rolling off after being put through the door… Blood walks down the steps, flip Kali over and makes the pin! The ref comes over and counts! One! Two! Th.. kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: These two guys definitely give meaning to the word hardcore… They have put each other through a lot and they are still standing and still kicking out!

Paco: You damn right… We know it takes a lot, and I mean a hell of a lot to keep Kali down for the three.. Jason Blood is doing everything he can, but by the same token, Kali has pounded Blood and he is still standing too… Kudos to both men!

[)o|Jason Blood gets up and then brings Kali who can barely stand up… Blood then hooks him between his legs and lifts him for a pile-driver, no, Kali fights him off and then lifts him for a back body drop! No, Kali holds on to Blood’s legs and then swings him forward, dropping him with an Alabama slam on the hard concrete floor! “OOOOH!” is heard from the fans inside the arena.. meanwhile, Kali drops to one knee, trying to catch a breather… He then looks around and then sees the parking lot… He gets up and then gets up and drags Blood over to the closest car… a pick up truck… |o(]

G. Miller: I don’t know what Killa Kali has in mind, but it can’t be good for Blood.

Paco: Hell a slap to the face wouldn’t be good to Blood right now.. Did you see the way his head bounced of the floor? Scary.

[)o|Killa Kali picks up Jason Blood, hooks him by his side and then delivers a Russian leg sweep onto the truck, causing Blood’s head to bounce off the front bumper! Kali gets up and then brings Blood to his feet, throwing him onto the bed of the truck… He then hops onto it himself before picking up Blood and throwing him on top of the roof of the cabin of the truck! Kali then gets up there and picks up Blood, he then hooks him between his legs and signals to the fans nearby that it’s over! He then brings him up, no, Blood blocks it and then back body drops him onto the hood of the truck, denting it badly!|o(]

G. Miller: Jason Blood is able to escape Kali there, who I’m sure was going for his finisher, the South Central Effect…

Paco: Jason Blood has proved to me tonight he deserves to be the Hardcore Champion.. and that vato could very well be on his way to winning it right now!

[)o|Blood almost looses his balance but is able to hope down onto the hood of the truck… He picks up Killa Kali and then gives him a hard head butt to the head, knocking him off the hood, onto the floor! Jason Blood then hops off and sees a Chevy Caravan parked two cars away from the truck… Blood drags Kali over to the front of it before giving Kali another thunderous head-butt that leaves Kali dazed… Blood then walks over to the back of the van and begins to climb it…|o(]

G. Miller: Jason Blood is going to win it right here Paco! He’s going for the Blood Rain!!

Paco: If he connects Kali is not getting up! I never thought I would say this again but, new Hardcore Champion.. coming up!

[)o|He hops onto the roof and then walks towards the front… The fans who have gather around shout: “Go! Go! Go!” Blood looks down at Kali before jumping off and going for a shooting star press! He connects, but with the concrete floor as Kali rolls out of the way!! Blood is in out like a light after falling flat on his stomach! Kali stumbles to his feet and then pulls the limp body of Blood up, hooks it and somehow manages to lift him up for a power-bomb! Kali stumbles around but then manages to give him an extra push up before bringing him down hard with a last-ride power-bomb! Kali quickly gets on top of him, hooking both legs for the pin! One! Two! Three! Bell rings inside the arena and the fans, both inside and out boo loudly…|o(]

J. Styles: Here is your winner…. And STILL!!!! The Hardcore Champion!!! “TOO EXTREME” FOR TV KILLA KALI!!!

[)o|The ref raises Kali’s arm in victory as he is down on the floor, trying to catch a breather. |o(]

G. Miller: Wow, Kali is able to retain buy barely Paco! I mean Blood was a few seconds short of winning that title!

Paco: Yeah, Kali had time to recoup as Blood went up high to connect with his finisher… That’s the bad thing about high flying finishers.. while you go to the top, weather it’s the top turnbuckle or the top of a van, you give your opponents time to recoup.. I don’t care if it’s only a few seconds.. As we saw vato, a few seconds is all it took…

G. Miller: Yup, once second Kali is ready to be put away, next few seconds he is putting Blood away.. I must say, even though I’m with Stiles on the Anti-hardcore revolution, that was a great match up!

Paco: Yup, one of the best of this very young 2004 year.

G. Miller: Paco, I’m being told we got action in back!

Paco: To the back we go! To the back we go! High hoe the dairy-o. To the back we go!

G. Miller: Riiight.

[)o|In the back Jack Sullivan is seen walking back to his locker room, having just left the EMTs room… He is limping a bit and wincing from the hard fought battle he had. He stops to take a breather against the wall and he doesn’t look in the best of shape. Then a static sound is heard coming all around Jack Sullivan. He jumps off the wall looking around back and forth for the source.|o(]

???: …Sentinels… Insanity… Sentinels… Insanity…

[)o|Jack Sullivan looks like he is ready for anything to come his way. Suddenly a piece of the moveable ceiling falls on his head and shatters covering him in dust. From the very hole created drops a man clad in all black and a black mask concealing his identity. He has a baseball bat in his hand and brings it down across the top of the head of Jack Sullivan. Before Jack Sullivan can even fall over he is met with a big clothesline to the back by another man clad in black as well as wearing a black mask. The first man points to Jack Sullivan with the baseball bat. The other man lifts him up and sets him up for an electric chair drop on his shoulders. The first man gets behind so he can see Jack Sullivan’s face. As the second man drops Jack Sullivan the first brings the baseball bat as hard as he can to Jack Sullivan’s chest. A sickening thud is heard, but the two men are not done yet.|o(]

G. Miller: These men are trying to kill Sullivan!

Paco: Ya!…Isn’t it awesome!?

G. Miller: No it’s not!

[)o|Jack Sullivan is dragged to his feet by the first man. Jack Sullivan is standing up by himself, but barely able to as he stumbles every way. The two masked men size up Jack Sullivan and then connect with a vicious double super kick to either side of Jack Sullivan’s head. He falls back but some how manages to pull himself up with a table that sits near him. The masked men look at each other and then pick him up and turn him around giving him rights and lefts so that he is leaning on them for support. The first masked men gears up and hits a devastating punch to Jack Sullivan’s chest causing him to stumble back into the second masked man’s grasp. The second masked man locks his leg underneath Jack Sullivan’s chin and falls back hitting a modified neck breaker move. Jack Sullivan is out cold and the second masked man bends down whispering to Jack Sullivan.|o(]

Second Masked Man: Carpe Noctum…

First Masked Man: …Bitch!

[)o|The two masked men walk off after leaving a battered, bruised, broken, and now bloody Jack Sullivan to be found by someone. As the camera starts to shift to the announcer’s table a loud shriek is heard near Jack Sullivan’s body. |o(]

Paco: Oooohh. The cleaning lady found Jack Sullivan.

G. Miller: That is not the issue! These masked men have been attacking everyone!

Paco: Poor Sullivan? This is the second time he got laid out… Not to mention he lost his title to Josh Allen… Not his night, huh?

G. Miller: That man can be dead and that is all you can say?

Paco: Well lets see, sentinels… insanity… sentinels… insanity…

G. Miller: You are hopeless!

Paco: and you are man-less..

G. Miller: What? No I’m not, I got a man, thank you!

Paco: AH HAH!

G. Miller: Uh, I mean.. I got a man that is a friend of mind who has a sister who I happen to be dating…

Paco: Uh huh… Miller, at your age, dating is no longer an option!

G. Miller: I can too date! I’m sure there are a lot of men out there…

Paco: AH HAH!

G. Miller: WO-men… out there that want a piece of Millerator!!

Paco: The Millerator? Excuse me for a second… HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

G. Miller: Shut up…… Fans lets talk about the next match up and this one is a bout that we have been wanting to see for the longest time but we had been deprive of it because these two men are not only good friends, but they are two of the ICWF’s most beloved wrestlers…

Paco: Easy with the choice of words there, you are going to make me puke!

G. Miller: I said shut up! Of course fans, leave ODJ to screw up a great friendship and do something to anger the fans! Leave ODJ to put two wrestlers who should be fighting a good cause, like battling the FTF, to battle each other instead in hopes of killing their friendship and each other..

Paco: ODJ is the man indeed… Although he took the pleasure of seeing a Lego match away from me..

G. Miller: So now fans, we have PIC, who has been losing weight like crazy, challenging El Linchador for the Lightweight Title.

Paco: Did he manage to get down to two twenty?

G. Miller: We’re about to find out now, the ref has brought in a scale… If PIC doesn’t weight two twenty or lower, he loses via forfeit!

Paco: Really? That’s actually good.. That way we can skip their boring ass match, and get to the main that everyone wants to see!

G. Miller: I want to see this match Paco! I’m sure the fans want to see it two! Two of the best wrestlers going at it in a good old fashion wrestling match!

Paco: Sounds boring to me…

G. Miller: It’s exciting!

Paco: Want to know what’s exciting!?!

G. Miller: What?

Paco: A TOWER OF INSANITY MATCH!! (echo)

G. Miller: we’ll get to that eventually… Folks… lets go back to Joey who is ready to do the introductions!

[)o|Joey gets inside the ring and then stands next to the ref who has a scale in front of him… |o(]

J. Styles: Fans, the following bout is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and it’s for the Lightweight Championship of the World!!!!

[)o|The crowd cheers loudly… The lights dim and the arena goes silent. The crowd sits on the edge of their seat in anticipation as "Raise Your Hands" by Bon Jovi begins to play over the loudspeakers. As the song's instrumental intro draws closer to the lyrics...a large burst of pyro shoots across the stage, the song coming to a complete stop. As the smoke clears, PIC stands in the middle of the stage, arms straight up in the air. Then, the song picks up at the chorus as PIC jumps up and begins running toward the ring, shaking hands all along the way with Willie Peterson following behind at a distance.|o(]

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… From Kannapolis, North Carolina… He weights in at two hundred and twenty pounds and stands at six feet four inches tall…. PIC!!!

[)o|PIC slides into the ring from a dead sprint and shoots up to the turnbuckle, raising his hands in the air as the crowd sings along with the song. He drops back down to the mat and hits the ropes, awaiting the opening bell. The lights go down, and a pair of yellow lights shoot straight up to the rafters. With a BOOM, the bass line of “Hey Ladies” by the Beastie Boys starts up. The fans get on their feet, as the Insane-A-Tron shows the big smiling face of El Linchador. “Hey Ladies in the place I’m calling out to ya” the lyrics shout, as out from the entryway gallops El Linchador. He’s riding an imaginary horse, and stops at the top of ramp. He raises his hands in the air, and red, yellow and white explosions go off behind him. The fans go wild, as Pedro comes out behind him, shaking his head as they make their way down the ramp.|o(]

J. Styles: His opponent, weighting in at one hundred and ninety nine pounds, and standing at six feet one inch tall… From La Coruna, Spain…. Here is the Lightweight Champion of the World!!! El Linchador!!!

[)o|He gets inside the ring and goes to the corner to take a bow but PIC cuts him off, coming face to face with him… El Linchador smiles then tries to go to another corner but again PIC cuts him off… El Linchador smiles again and turns around, heading for another corner but again PIC cuts him off.|o(]

G. Miller: PIC is all business tonight!!

Paco: I smell a turn Miller! Ok PIC, show me soothing, bitch slap El Linchador or something!

[)o|El Linchador throws his arms to the side as if to say “what’s up?” Before PIC can do anything he is cut off by the ref who tells him he must weight himself in… PIC shakes his head and then walks over to the scale and steps on it as El Linchador goes to his corner and throws his arms up, bringing loud cheers from the crowd… The ref checks the scale and tells Joey he is at 219 and a half… |o(]

G. Miller: Looks like the match is a go!

Paco: Damn it to hell…

[)o|Joey takes the scale with him as he gets out of the ring. The ref checks with both wrestlers and then calls for the bell, it rings, officially starting the match… El Linchador hands his title to Pedro on the outside and then begins to circle the ring with PIC. They study each other for about 10 seconds before finally locking up… PIC quickly applies a headlock which he then turns into a hammer lock… El Linchador tries to get out of it and does, grabbing PIC by his head and using him to pull himself up and flip over him! PIC turns around and El Linchador applies a headlock on him!|o(]

Paco: Oh no, not this wrestling crap… I’m going to fall sleep here Miller!

G. Miller: You do and I will have OH so much fun with you!

Paco: You wouldn’t dare!

[)o|PIC tries to get out of the hold, lifting El Linchador up for a side suplex but El Linchador flips over PIC again, landing on his feet and now applying a hammer lock! PIC tries to get out of it and manages to bend down, reaching for El Linchador’s leg and pulling it, dropping him to the mat. PIC doesn’t let go of the leg, and applies a step over toe hold. El Linchador begins to reach for the ropes, PIC tries to hang on but Linchy manages to grab the bottom one… The ref tells PIC to break it up and he does…|o(]

G. Miller: I’m loving this Paco! It’s so damn exciting!

Paco: Where is my blanket and my teddy? I’m out for the night man!

G. Miller: Don’t let me get Zimdela out here!!

Paco: DUDE! Ese, that’s not even funny man!

[)o|El Linchador gets up but PIC is right there to apply a headlock again… El Linchador manages to reverse it though, applying a hammer lock yet again… PIC manages to reverse it this time though and turns it into an arm bar… PIC twists the arm a few times and then yanks it hard every now and then, bringing El Linchador down to one knee… El Linchador comes back to two feet, tries to get out of it and manages to deliver a drop toe hold! El Linchador quickly gets on top of PIC, applying a headlock but PIC slides out of it, hooking El Linchador’s arm in the process and applying a pain killer!!|o(]

G. Miller: PIC is finally able to hook a good submission move, this one might make El Linchador scream uncle, giving us a short match!

Paco: ….zzzzzzzzzzz…..

G. Miller: CUT ME BRUDON CUT ME!!!

Paco: I’M AWAKE DAMN IT! GET AWAY! I’M AWAKE! What the? You bastard!

[)o|The ref asks El Linchador if he gives up but he shakes his head “no!” and then tries to get to the ropes… PIC keeps pulling hard on El Linchador’s arm and Linchy grabs his head, as he can’t seem to take the pain! He raises his arm as if he’s going to tap but then stretches it out, reaching for the bottom rope and grabbing it! The ref tells PIC to break it and reluctantly he does… PIC gets to his feet and as El Linchador is still laying flat on his back, he delivers an elbow drop right to the bad arm! PIC flips El Linchador over and makes the pin, one! Two! Kick out by El Linchador.|o(]

G. Miller: PIC has the advantage over the champion… You know Paco, I wonder how losing twelve pounds is going to affect PIC…

Paco: Well he likes using the high flying moves, so being lighter will make him faster… So, I think he won’t be effected at all, and if anything, it gives him a better chance at defeating El Bore-ador.

[)o|PIC gets to his feet and brings him back to his. PIC goes back to the arm bar, twisting El Linchador’s arms a few times and then pulling him in, then ramming his shoulder against his arm.. He does this a few more times before turning El Linchador around and applying a hammer lock again! El Linchador reaches back for PIC’s head and then tries to use it to flip over again, but as he gets up, PIC drops down, delivering a side suplex! El Linchador holds the back of his head in pain as PIC moves in for a pin! One! Two! Kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: El Linchador went to the well once to often there and PIC made him paid for it!

Paco: Oh yeah, with a big time side suplex! Come on fans, lets start those “holy shit!” chants now!

[)o|PIC gets up and then brings El Linchador up as well… PIC then hooks El Linchador’s arm behind his own back before lifting him for a body slam and delivering it, crushing Linchy’s arm under his own weight! PIC now runs towards the ropes, bounces off and then delivers an elbow drop on El Linchador… He brings him back up and then whips him towards the ropes… El Linchador bounces off and PIC sends him flying with a back body drop! El Linchador lands on his feet though! Both men turn towards each other and El Linchador delivers a drop kick to PIC’s right knee!|o(]

G. Miller: There is some offense on the part of El Linchador, went right for the knee too!

Paco: “OOOOOOH!” says Paco as he watches in shock at the out of this world drop kick!! Bah!

[)o|PIC drops to his knees but then stands back up just as El Linchador gets up as well… PIC goes for a clothesline but El Linchador duck it.. Both wrestlers turn towards each other and El Linchador delivers another drop kick, to the same knee! PIC stays down this time and El Linchador quickly goes around him, flips him over and hooks the right leg with a grape vine submission hold! PIC sits up, the pain showing in his face… He tries to break the hold with his hands but Linchy has a good grip.. PIC lays back down, holding his face and the ref sees both shoulders flat on the mat, so he counts! One! Two! And PIC lifts his right shoulder.|o(]

G. Miller: The tables have been turned now, and El Linchador is now wearing down PIC!

Paco: Yeah, well while they are trying to wear the other down, together, they have manage to wear me down again! If it wasn’t for this bottle of Don Jose Cuervo right here, I’ll be a goner!

[)o|PIC now tries to reach for the ropes… El Linchador tries to hang on but PIC manages to over power him, inching his way to the bottom rope and managing to grab it! The ref tells El Linchador to break the hold and he does… He gets to his feet and then grabs PIC by his leg again, and flips him over and this time he tries to apply an ankle lock… PIC uses his other foot to get up and then jumps up, nailing El Linchador with a back kick, breaking free. El Linchador gets up slightly faster than PIC and he quickly grabs him and applies an abdominal stretch. |o(]

G. Miller: You might be hating this match but look at the fans.. They are all watching it with stars on their eyes and smiles on their faces! This is what this sport is truly about!!

Paco: Want to know what I just heard come from your mouth? Blah, blah, blah, blah squared, blah, blah and blah to the third degree.

[)o|The ref asks PIC if he gives up but he shakes his head no… He then tries to reach for the ropes but El Linchador straightens his body up, stretching PIC’s rib area more, making the hold that much more painful! The ref asks PIC again if he gives up but he shouts no! El Linchador tries to pull back more but that’s as far as he can go… PIC tries to reach for the top rope but it’s a few inches away from his grasp! The ref asks him a third time but PIC doesn’t answer, being too focuses on getting to the ropes and again managing to over power El Linchador and getting them!|o(]

G. Miller: PIC might have dropped to two nineteen and half but El Linchador is still one ninety nine… Still lighter, but not as strong…

Paco: El Linchador is like a walking box of toothpicks “craftily” put together… Everyone knows you can snap him in half, but no one tries!

[)o|The ref tells El Linchador to break it and he does… He turns PIC over and whips him towards the ropes… PIC reverses it though and El Linchador bounces off… PIC lifts him up for a back body drop but El Linchador breaks free in mid air and then nails PIC with a drop kick right on the kisser! PIC goes down but EL Linchador brings him right back and applies an abdominal stretch again! This time PIC shakes his head no and over powers El Linchador, delivering a hip toss into a sit-down position! PIC quickly hooks the leg for the pin but El Linchador kicks out after one!|o(]

G. Miller: Neither one of these men has been able to take full control of this match up… Both give the other an inch, but not no more!

Paco: So who gives more inches, you or Mr. Smith? Hahahaha!

G. Miller: hmmm, you really want to know?

Paco: NO!

[)o|PIC stumbles to his feet but so does El Linchador who goes for a kick to PIC’s mid section.. PIC blocks it though by catching El Linchador and then delivering a leg whip! El Linchador is down on the mat, holding his knee in pain but PIC doesn’t give him a break bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the ropes… El Linchador bounces off and PIC jumps up, wrapping his legs around El Linchador’s head and dropping him with a flying head scissors! PIC gets up and goes to the corner… |o(]

G. Miller: Looks like the pace of the match has started to pick up! Maybe we’ll see some high flying moves now.. You like that right Paco!?!

Paco: As much as the next Mexican, hardcore deprived fan!

G. Miller: What!?!

Paco: I don’t man! Not watching a hardcore match got me talking all funny!

[)o|PIC climbs the corner all the way to the top, but as he turns around, he is surprised by a speedy El Linchador who jumps to his feet, charges at him, jumping onto the second turnbuckle and then delivering a top rope arm drag! PIC lands hard on his back as El Linchador grabs PIC by his hair and brings him to his feet… He then whips him towards the corner where PIC hits hard! El Linchador then charges at him and jumps onto him, going for a monkey flip but PIC hangs on to him, turning him around and placing him on the top turnbuckle where he then nails him with a couple of knife edge chops to the chest! |o(]

G. Miller: Great block there by PIC who I’m sure has something big planned for El Linchador!

Paco: Hey this might actually be good here!

[)o|PIC now climbs onto the second turnbuckle and then unto the top one, pulling El Linchador up! He then hooks him and delivers a super-plex!! The crowd cheers loudly and the ref checks on both men who are down… He then begins the ten count but that quickly awakes PIC who rolls over and throws his arm on top of El Linchador for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by El Linchador! PIC gets up, holding his lower back and leaning back to stretch it.. He then goes to the corner, climbs onto the second turnbuckle and then jumps off, connecting with a leg drop! PIC goes for another pin, but El Linchador again kicks out!|o(]

G. Miller: You have to admit Paco, for your taste, the match has gotten better…

Paco: Oh yeah, if my taste was licking a piece of crap on a ring post!

[)o|PIC gets up and brings El Linchador to his feet, whipping him towards the ropes… PIC runs towards the opposite side, bouncing off himself and then nailing El Linchador with a flying forearm! PIC doesn’t go for the pin, instead he gets up and goes for the corner… He tops the top turnbuckle letting the fans know where he is going. He climbs it and then stands at the very top before jumping off and going for a shooting star press! He misses though as El Linchador rolls out of the way at the last second! PIC doubles over after landing flat on his face, holding his stomach in pain…|o(]

G. Miller: PIC going for one too many high flying moves there Paco… I know that’s something you like to complain about…

Paco: f’k yeah… guys get too greedy… They get too cocky and always make a mistake.

[)o|El Linchador rolls under the bottom rope and then uses it to pull himself to his feet. PIC is still down, apparently having knocked out the air out of himself… El Linchador stands up by the ropes and waits for PIC who finally gets up.. He turns towards El Linchador who uses the top rope to pull himself over them and jumps onto PIC, hooking him and planting him with a DDT! El Linchador doesn’t go for the pin, instead leaving him there face down as he goes back to the ropes and steps to the outer part.. He then uses them again to pull himself up, but this time, landing on the top rope and then jumps onto PIC, connecting with a guillotine leg drop!!|o(]

G. Miller: What a devastating leg drop by El Linchador to the back of PIC’s neck! I think he could have broken it!

Paco: Damn man, you get scared at every little thing! Oh good jolly gee, he killed him! His dead! He broke something! Someone stop this! Some… oh shut the hell up you little sissy!!!

[)o|El Linchador flips PIC over and now makes the pin, hooking both legs! One! Two! Th… Kick out! El Linchador gets up and brings PIC to his feet… he then whips him towards the ropes, PIC bounces off, no, he hangs on to the ropes! El Linchador rushes over and clotheslines him over the top, sending both of them over the top and onto the floor as the crowd cheers loudly. The ref begins the ten count as El Linchador is the first to get up… He then hops on the apron, as he does though, PIC gets up and pulls his legs from under him causing El Linchador to fall off, bouncing his face off the apron!|o(]

G. Miller: Happy now!?! Maybe they’ll use a chair, or a table, hell maybe even a ladder!

Paco: They way these two have been wrestling tonight, I really doubt it.

[)o|PIC gets up and then he picks up El Linchador and tosses him inside the ring… He hops up on the apron and then stands up outside the ropes.. Then, as El Linchador is getting up, PIC jumps onto the top rope, then onto El Linchador, dropping him with a bulldog! PIC quickly flips El Linchador over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! PIC gets to his feet and then goes to the corner, he climbs onto the second turnbuckle and waits for El Linchador again to get up.. When he does, and turns to PIC, he jumps off and connects with a flying clothesline, flipping El Linchador in mid air! |o(]

G. Miller: That was a hell of a clothesline by PIC! El Linchador is in trouble, he could be kissing his Lightweight Title goodbye!

Paco: Again!

[)o|PIC goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by El Linchador! PIC gets to his feet and brings El Linchador to his.. He then hooks him for a suplex and then brings him up, no, El Linchador blocks it and then turns it into an inside cradle! One! Two! Kick out by PIC! Both wrestlers get to their feet quick and PIC goes for a clothesline! El Linchador ducks it though, swinging around PIC and taking him down with a crucifix pin! One! Two! Th… kick out by PIC! Both wrestlers get to their feet again and PIC goes for a right hand this time, no, blocked by El Linchador who spins PIC around and takes him down with a slide into a pin! One! Two! Kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: El Linchador doesn’t have enough in him right not to attack PIC, so he is using these quick pin attempts to try to wear him down or at least, slow him down!

Paco: I hate to say it but it’s a good strategy, hell, one of those pins might even get him the three count!

[)o|Both wrestlers get to their feet quick again but this time PIC looks a bit dazed… El Linchador gives him a kick to the gut and then hooks him between his legs… El Linchador then tries a power-bomb but PIC hangs on to his head, nailing him with a couple of right hands before spinning around and taking him down for the pin with a victory roll! One! Two! Kick out by El Linchador! Both wrestlers get to their feet again and El Linchador goes for a kick to the mid section, PIC blocks it though catching his foot. PIC then trips El Linchador down to the mat, grabs his other leg then flips over, landing on top of him with a pin and having both legs hooked! One! Two! Th.. kick out!!|o(]

G. Miller: That pin almost got EL Linchador!! Oh my that was as close to a three count as you can get!!

Paco: What the hell was El Linchador thinking going for a power-bomb!?! Sure PIC lost some weight but he didn’t drop to 100 pounds! Moron!

[)o|PIC gets up and then brings El Linchador to his.. He then whips him towards the ropes, El Linchador bounces off and PIC catches him with a bear hug, El Linchador nails him with a head butt though, causing him to release him.. El Linchador drops down to the mat, but then wraps his legs around PIC’s waist and then delivers a torso flip into a pin! One! Two! Kick out by PIC! Both wrestlers get to their feet quickly and El Linchador whips him towards the ropes.. PIC bounces off and El Linchador goes for a back body drop but PIC dives over him and then hooks him from behind as he lands on his back and rolls him up for the pin! One! Two! Kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: These guys keep going back and forth on these pins, one of them is bound to get worn out!

Paco: I would say so, but El Linchador is build on speed.. and PIC, now that he is lighter, he has been lightning quick tonight!

PIC trademark[)o|Both wrestlers stay down in the mat, apparently winded and having been jinxed by Miller and Paco.. The ref checks both men and then begins the ten count as the crow stands up and begins applauding both men… The applauds seem to wake them up as both El Linchador and PIC start to move and eventually get to their feet.. PIC grabs El Linchador and whips him towards the corner but El Linchador reverses it and sends PIC flying to the corner… PIC uses the momentum to jump onto the top turnbuckle though… He turns around and El Linchador starts to rush over but PIC jumps off, landing onto El Linchador with a shooting star press!|o(]

G. Miller: There it is! There it’s PIC’s trademark! He tried to hit it earlier but missed, but he got all of it this time!

Paco: He’s the only wrestler that goes for that move while their opponent is still standing, making the move, slightly vicious but more dangerous if he misses!

[)o|PIC hooks both legs for the pin and the ref counts! One! Two! Th… Kick out by El Linchador! PIC looks over at the ref, a bit in disbelief… He gets up, and appears winded… He picks up El Linchador still and then lifts him for a body slam! He can’t deliver it though as El Linchador breaks free falling behind him and then shoving him to the corner.. PIC crashes against the turnbuckle chest first then stumbles backwards onto El Linchador who shoves him again against the turnbuckle! PIC hits hard but this time stays leaning in against the turnbuckle.. El Linchador walks over, peeling him off of the corner and then hooking him under his arm… El Linchador jumps onto the second turnbuckle and then delivers a tornado DDT! |o(]

G. Miller: Woah! Big time move by El Linchador who answers PIC’s trademark with his own!

Paco: That’s how this match has been all night! back and forth, back and forth!

[)o|El Linchador goes for the pin, hooking both legs! One! Two! Th.. kick out by PIC! El Linchador gets up, not believing PIC kicked out… The fans cheer, but it is obvious they are split down the middle… El Linchador brings PIC back to his feet, turns him around and applies a full nelson! PIC tries to get out of it but El Linchador tries to lift him, hoping to go for a dragon suplex but PIC wraps his legs around El Linchador, causing him to land on top of El Linchador as he lands on the mat! The ref makes the count but El Linchador releases the grip after the two count! PIC stumbles to his feet and so does El Linchador who goes for a clothesline! PIC ducks it though, then pulls back on El Linchador’s head, hooking it under his arm and dropping him with a reversed DDT! PIC goes for the pin yet again, one! Two! Th.. kick out!|o(]

G. Miller: C’mon Paco, you can’t tell me you haven’t been enjoying this match for the last twenty minutes? I know the early goings weren’t to your liking.. but now.. you got to be impressed!

Paco: Well I’ll tell you this much, I’m no longer bored.

[)o|PIC gets up and tells the crowd is over.. He goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle… He reaches the top and then jumps off, going for a 450 splash but El Linchador puts his knees, up, taking the air out of PIC’s lungs! El Linchador rolls over and tries to push himself up as PIC holds his mid section in pain… El Linchador stumbles to his feet and grabs PIC by his hair, pulling him up.. El Linchador turns him around and applies a full nelson again! This time he manages to lift him up and drop him with a dragon suplex! The ref checks the shoulders and then makes the count! One! Two! Th.. kick out by PIC!|o(]

G. Miller: Back and forth, back and forth we go, where we will stop!?!

Paco: No one f’n knows, but I’m getting hungry!

[)o|El Linchador drags PIC to the middle of the ring and then goes to the corner.. He climbs it as the crowd raises to their feet expecting El Linchador’s finisher… He jumps off, going for a 360 flip into a splash!! He connects but with the mat as PIC rolls out of the way!! El Linchador is now the one holding his mid section in pain as PIC gets up… He then stumbles over to El Linchador and brings him to his feet.. He then whips him towards the corner.. El Linchador runs towards the corner but uses that momentum to jump onto the top turnbuckle! He turns around as PIC charges at him and then jumps off, connecting with a 360 flip into a cross body block!! El Linchador hooks both legs as soon as they hit the mat and the ref counts! One! Two! Three! Bell rings as the crowd erupts in cheers! |o(]

J. Styles: Here is your winner… and STILL!!!! The Lightweight Champion of the World!!! EL LINCHADOR!!!

[)o|The ref hands him the title as he lays flat on his back, winded… PIC is sitting up, holding the back of his head, but his face says it all…|o(]

G. Miller: El Linchador did it! He defeats PIC, evening the series!!

Paco: Damn, I thought this match would never end, but finally, I’ve been put out of my misery!

G. Miller: Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad!

Paco: Ok, ok.. It wasn’t that bad.. I enjoyed the last ten minutes…

G. Miller: well, that’s an improvement…

[)o|El Linchador sits up and manages to get to his feet… He raises his title high and the fans cheer loudly as Pedro on the outside claps proudly… PIC gets up and gives El Linchador a look that could kill…|o(]

G. Miller: Uh-oh, we might have trouble here!

Paco: yes, yes! Kill each other now! Do it! Do it!

[)o|El Linchador shrugs and tries to smile… PIC nods as he then looks down and walks over to El Linchador, getting face to face with him… The crowd goes silent but cheers quickly erupt as PIC offers his hand to El Linchador… El Linchador looks at it, smiles and then shakes it… they raise each other’s arm and the crowd cheers even louder…|o(]

G. Miller: YEY! Everything is alright with the world!

Paco: Kill me, kill me now please!




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