-}{-The camera then switches to the inside, where thousands and thousands of fans are getting rowdy. A lot of the fans have brought their signs as usual, but a lot, have also come dressed up in their best Halloween costumes, that include some “wrestler look-alikes.” After panning around the crowd for a while, the camera settles in front of our commentators for the night, who, are also dressed up. -}{-

G. Miller: Happy Halloween everyone!!! Welcome to Halloween Riot III!! We’re coming to you live from the Arco Arena in Sacramento, California… I am your host, Count Dracula!! Hahaha, better known of course as G. Miller. Along side me as always, well, not as always, International Man of Mystery, Austin Powers! Better known as Paco “The Drinking Time Bomb” Perez!

Paco: I thank you.

G. Miller: and also, the lovely, Elvira, better known as Brandy Powers.

B. Powers: Happy to be here as always kiddies.

Paco: You know, since today I am Austin Powers, and your name still is Brandy Powers… Technically that makes you my wife, so let me ask you something… Shall we shag now, or shag later?

B. Powers: Oh Austin, behave!

Paco: Yeah baby, YEAH!

G. Miller: Well I’m glad you two have settled your differences and are happy co-workers again.

Paco: Yeah, we thought it was just stupid arguing and making fun of each other. Besides, now we can both make fun of you and just have an all out blast!

B. Powers: Oh without a doubt.

G. Miller: Now wait a minute..

Paco: Don’t worry Count Gayula. We won’t make fun of you that much.

B. Powers: No we won’t, but let me ask you, since you are Dracula, will you now admit that you do “suck?”

G. Miller: … I liked you two better when you were arguing! Anyway, fans tonight show will be spooky, it will be full of treats and tricks! Tonight we will definitely have a riot!

Paco: Yeah we have a lot of good match ups including a particular tag team match up that I, I mean, that Pacoman is going to be a part of!

B. Powers: Yeah, make sure you tell Pacoman to teach those Strikers a damn good lesson!

G. Miller: If I was a violent person, I would slap both of you right now.. I’m just glad this match is happening so this whole super-comic-book-hero crap comes to and end.

Paco: If Pacoman was here, he would give you a beer bath just for that!

B. Powers: Yeah, and if Power-rella was here, she would teach you a lesson too!

G. Miller: Power-rella? Give me a break… But speaking of tag team action… Tonight is the night, where the Tag Hardcore Titles are defended for the very last time! After tonight, those title belts will be retired in the ICWF.

Paco: Yeah, that match is a special one… So special that we have some of ICWF’s past tag teams here tonight including some former tag hardcore champions…. You have the list right Brandy?

B. Powers: Yeah, Fixxxer, The Misfits and Total Annihilation are here, just to name a few…

G. Miller: All three of them held the tag hardcore titles at one point or another…

Paco: Yeah I remember Fixxxer… They Rullled. Hahaha.

B. Powers: I was actually a fan of Cheese and Cracker, remember them?

G. Miller: How can we forget Mozz and his manager Ralphass? Those were some good times.

Paco: Indeed.

G. Miller: All of the other titles are on the line as well tonight. We have a Phobias rematch when Blood defends his lightweight title again against Kevin Heat.

Paco: You know how I love sequels Miller, and this one is one I am looking forward to!

B. Powers: These two gave us a hell of a match at Phobias, and tonight should be no different.

G. Miller: Indeed. Plus tonight, two ICWF superstars make their return to the ring. Both of them got injured at Phobias but both have recovered, and both are challenging for titles.. Derek Mobley challenges Trent Steel for the Intercontinental Title while El Linchador challenges Jack Sullivan for the North American Championship!

Paco: Yeah, but I bet you that the second match you mention, has nothing to do with the title.

B. Powers: Yeah, the title is just an added bonus for El Linchador who is looking to take out ODJ’s hired gun, and then, hopefully get his hands on ODJ himself.

G. Miller: Well, it won’t be easy… Jack Sullivan is one tough cookie.

Paco: Yup, but as much as I hate to say it.. At one point or another, all cookies crumble.

B. Powers: Paco? I am impressed! Great analogy there!

G. Miller: That’s because he’s sober. Let him get a couple of bottles in him, and he’ll forget everything.

Paco: Shut up, I can come up with good analogies when I’m drunk too.

B. Powers: Sure you can Paco, sure you can.

G. Miller: Uh huh.

Paco: Watch, I will prove you doubters wrong!

G. Miller: Anyway. We’ll talk about the other matches later on in the show fans, but right now, it’s time for our opening bout!

Paco: Alright! First bottle of Jose Cuervo has been opened. Brandy you want some?

B. Powers: No thanks.

G. Miller: Well fans usually we have Brandy tell us the story leading to the match up we are about to see, but since we have received so many complaints about the long monologues, none personal towards Brandy by the way. We have decided that instead of doing that, we’ll give you just the skinny of it.

Paco: Sounds good. Brandy?

B. Powers: The skinny on Josiah vs. CD Lawrence. CD Lawrence has no problems with Josiah, Josiah does, he challenged, so here we are.

G. Miller: Hope that makes our fans happy!

Paco: Makes me happy!

B. Powers: Well since we’re all happy peaches, let’s go to Joey. What do you say?

G. Miller: Works for me!

Paco: I’m not a happy bitch!

B. Powers: Peach Paco, Peach.

-}{-The camera switches over to the ring as Joey gets inside it. -}{-

J. Styles: Fans it’s time for the opening bout of the night!

-}{-The fans cheer and then "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. -}{-

J. Styles: The following match is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and it’s for a shot at the European Championship. Introducing first, from Albia, Iowa… Josiah!!!

-}{-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. As Saukrates announces that "it's time for the remix" over the PA system, CD Lawrence comes to the stage, looking around at the crowd, then walking down the aisle in the middle, so no one can touch him unless they work at it. -}{-

J. Styles: His opponent. Making his way to the ring from Miramichi, New Brunswick, Canada… CD Lawrence!!!

-}{- He slides in to the ring and heads to the corner to acknowledge the fans that do support him. -}{-

G. Miller: Well here we go, there is bad blood between these two without a doubt.

Paco: Yeah, but most of it is Josiah’s.

B. Powers: Yeah, CD Lawrence has said time and time again that he has no problem with Josiah, but he’ll be more than happy to fight him.

-}{-The bell rings and both men circle each other before locking up. There is a power struggle and then both men push off… They go to lock up again but this time CD Lawrence applies a headlock.. Josiah pushes him off though, sending CD Lawrence crashing chest first against the turnbuckle… Josiah comes from behind him and begins to pound him with forearm shots to the back. Josiah then turns him around and nails him with a few knife edge chops before whipping him to the other side. No, reversal by CD Lawrence and Josiah hits hard… CD Lawrence charges at him, connecting with a big time splash! CD Lawrence now grabs Josiah by his head with is left hand and then begins to pummel him with his right… He then takes him out of the corner and leans him against the ropes and whips him to the other side. Josiah bounces off and CD sends him flying with a big time back body drop! CD makes the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out. -}{-

G. Miller: Pretty intense start to this match up huh guys?

Paco: exciting? You call this exciting? I get more excited by watching the Queen of England giving Prime Minister Blair some head.

B. Powers: Oh Austin, I mean.. Paco, that’s just sick!

-}{-CD brings Josiah to his feet, lifts him and drops him with an inverted atomic drop! Josiah doubles over, holding his jewels and CD runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and connecting with a swinging neck-breaker. CD makes the pin, one! Two! Kick out! CD Lawrence goes to the corner now and climbs it.. He then waits for Josiah who is starting to get to his feet... Josiah does and CD Lawrence jumps off, but before he can do anything, he is met in mid air by a drop kick from Josiah! “OOH!” is heard from the crowd as they watch the matrix like move… or not.. I don’t know, it looked like it to me… Anyway… Josiah now gets up and grabs CD who is holding his chest in pain.. Josiah lifts him over his shoulder and then drops him with a shoulder-breaker! Josiah then grabs the arm attached to the hurt shoulder and then twists it before dropping a leg across it! CD is in big time pain and Josiah isn’t done.. He flips him over, then applies a pain killer! -}{-

G. Miller: CD Lawrence went for a high flying move, something he is not known for doing, and it back fired on him. He’s been getting dominated ever since.

Paco: Yeah, I think he just got caught on he moment… What a dumb ass.

B. Powers: OR maybe he felt like he needs to do extra special moves to beat a tough opponent in Josiah.

-}{-The ref asks CD if he gives up but CD waves him off.. He tries to reach for the bottom rope, and manages to grab it, barely.. The ref tells Josiah to break the hold, and after a few seconds he does.. He gets up and stomps on the bad arm a few times before bringing him back to his feet.. He then twists the arm, applying a vicious arm bar. CD tries to get out of it but can’t, as Josiah begins to nail him with swift kicks to the chest… CD drops to one knee and Josiah applies more pressure, twisting it once more… The crowd begins to clap, getting behind CD.. Josiah shakes his head at this, which seems to help CD.. He makes it to his feet again and then tries to reverse it.. No luck.. He then does the next best thing, reach for the ropes, and grabbing the top rope. Again Josiah is forced to break the hold. Right away though he gets on CD, pounding the shoulder with heavy rights.. He then whips CD to the ropes.. No CD manages to reverse it, Josiah bounces off and CD drops him hard with a power-slam! -}{-

G. Miller: Great move by CD to stop Josiah’s onslaught!

Paco: Bout time he did something, he was looking like a punching bag out there.

B. Powers: Yeah, but the damage has been done on that shoulder and arm.. CD Lawrence has to be extra careful from now on in the match.

-}{-CD stays on top of Josiah, hooking the leg for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Josiah… CD gets to his feet, and brings Josiah to his. He then whips him to the ropes.. Josiah bounces off and CD nails him with a high knee to the face! Josiah goes down hard and CD bounces himself off the ropes and then drops a knee across his forehead this time! Josiah is hurting big time and CD knows it, bringing him back up to his feet and then hooking him between his legs… He then pulls him up by his mid section and then delivers a pile-driver! CD makes the pin now, one! Two! Kick out by Josiah! CD gets to his feet and then brings Josiah back to his, hooking him under his arm now.. He then goes for a DDT, no, Josiah takes him by surprise, delivering a northern-lights suplex! The ref counts, one! Two! Kick out by CD Lawrence. Josiah sits him up and then applies a reverse chin lock, CD quickly makes it to his feet but Josiah has a good grip on the hold. -}{-

G. Miller: Josiah is trying to slow CD Lawrence down, but it’s not working.

Paco: Yeah, you know what would help? A spike f’n bat to the head! That would slow anyone down!

B. Powers: Well I’m sure that if this was a hardcore match, he would do that, genius.

-}{-CD swings his arms around, trying to get out of the hold.. He manages to turn slightly, elbowing Josiah on his mid section, not once, not twice but trice. He breaks free and then runs towards the ropes, he bounces off but before he can attempt anything Josiah drops him with a clothesline! Josiah now walks over to his feet, and grabs both. He then hooks them for a figure four, but as he spins around, CD Lawrence kicks him off, sending him stumbling against the corner, where he goes between the top and middle turnbuckles, ramming his shoulder against the steel post! CD Lawrence stumbles to his feet and pulls Josiah out of there, he then hooks Josiah’s arm behind his own back, then lifts him and body slams him on it! Josiah rolls over in pain but CD Lawrence doesn’t give him a break, bringing him back to his feet then turning him so his back is against his. He hooks him, lifts him and then drops him with a widow’s peak! -}{-

G. Miller: Devastating move right there!!

Paco: F’k yeah, that’s what I’m talking about! Do it again CD!!

B. Powers: That’s his favorite move, so I’m sure that if he has to, he will.

-}{-CD quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Josiah! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd who definitely thought that was a three count. CD brings Josiah to his feet and then whips him towards the ropes.. Josiah bounces off, no, he hangs onto them and then slides to the outside, bringing boos from the crowd… He then starts to make his way up the ramp, waving CD Lawrence off but CD’s having none of it.. He slides outside, turning Josiah around and then nailing him with a series of right hands.. He then tosses him back inside the ring.. Josiah quickly gets to his feet, and as CD slides inside, Josiah begins to stomp hard on him.. Josiah then brings him to his feet, hooks him and drops him with an inverted suplex!! Josiah flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Josiah gets up, grabs the arm he had been working on earlier and applies a grapevine submission hold! The ref once again gets on CD’s face, asking him if he gives up? -}{-

G. Miller: Josiah is back on that arm, he’s one of the better submissionist I’ve seen come through the ICWF.

Paco: Well the only thing I like about submissions is the hope of seeing someone get their limbs ripped out of their sockets, or their bones broken!

B. Powers: Crude!

-}{-CD Lawrence says he won’t give up and then rolls over to his feet.. Josiah still has the hold on and CD is trying to pull his arm out of it, but no luck… He then tries to reach the ropes but Josiah has a strong hold. CD drops to one knee, as the pain seems to be getting to be too much.. Still, he tries to reach the ropes one last time and manages to grab the middle one! Josiah is forced to break the hold but right away he’s back on Josiah, grabbing the bad arm and applying a hammer lock… CD tries to get out of it, and does, nailing Josiah with an elbow to the face.. Both men stumble away from each other.. CD leaning against the ropes.. He turns around and Josiah charges at him, going for a clothesline. He misses as CD ducks it, takes a few steps forward and then waits for Josiah to turn around.. When he does, CD nails him with a super kick right to his jaw! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious shot.. CD drags Josiah to the middle of the ring and then makes the pin, one! Two! Three! No! Kick out! -}{-

G. Miller: Oh my that was so close!!!

Paco: Damn, I thought he had the three count! I think the ref just screwed him!

B. Powers: No, no.. It was a 2 count, I saw it clearly.

-}{-CD can’t believe it and neither can the thousands of fans in the Arco Arena.. He gets up, looks around at the crowd and tells them it’s over.. He picks up Josiah, hooks him and spins him around, having him set up for an impaler.. he then tries to lift him, but can’t as Josiah fights him off and then it’s Josiah who picks him up, and has him held upside down! Josiah then drops to a seat down position, delivering a verte-breaker! Josiah quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out!! Josiah stumbles to his feet and brings CD to his, he then hooks him by his waist and drops him with a thunderous back-breaker! Josiah now gets up and tells the crowd is over.. They respond by booing him loudly. He walks over to CD’s legs, hooks them and then tries to turn him around.. CD tries to fight him off, but can’t and Josiah manages to flip him over and apply a Texas Clover Leaf!! Some of the crowd is booing while others chant CD’s name… The ref asks him if he gives up.. He shakes his head no and then tries to reach the ropes.. He almost has them.. The ref stands by and watches as CD tries to reach for the bottom rope… He almost has them, can feel them with his finger tips but Josiah then drags him back to the middle of the ring! That seems to suck the air out of the fans as well as CD, the ref asks him if he gives up and he is forced to tap!! The bell rings. -}{-

J. Styles: Here is your winner, via: The Beginning of the End… JOSIAH!!!

-}{-The ref tells him to break the hold but Josiah refuses… The ref warns him about reversing the decision and Josiah finally breaks the hold. -}{-

G. Miller: Josiah manages to pick up the huge win there, becoming the number one contender and remaining undefeated!

Paco: Well he couldn’t become the number one contender and not stay undefeated now could he genius?

B. Powers: Good one Paco.

G. Miller: Shut up. Hold up, I'm getting word that there's something going on outside the arena!

Paco: Outside? Why should we care about something going on outside?

Miller: I'm not sure, but I'm being told that we are going to check it out.

-}{-The Insane-A-Tron takes us outside, where a large group of ICWF fans who weren't lucky enough to get tickets standing around outside in the desperate hope that some of the action may spill outside for them to witness for free. ICWF Interviewer Edward Jones stands in front of them with a mic in his hand. -}{-

Jones: I'm right outside of the Arco Arena where there's been reports of some sort of strange happening that's got these fans really buzzing out here. Let's go find out...

-}{-Jones moves through the crowd of fans towards the building where we see what's causing all the commotion: A guy wearing some very raggy clothes with dirty hair and a very unshaven face is seated by himself with a sign that says "Will Wrestle For Food." Some fans recognize the man and begins a small but distinct chant of his name...-}{-

Jones: Generic!

-}{-This perks up the ears of Everyone's Favorite Loser. George Generic looks up at Edward Jones...-}{-

Generic: Hey, that's my name, ain't it?

Jones: George Generic! What are you doing outside like this?

Generic: Oh, that's an easy question! I've just recently joined the unemployment line and am trying to work my way out of the gutter that I've found myself in, you know?

Jones: The "gutter"? But you're a former World Champion, and the EPW has only been closed for a few weeks! How can you be in the gutter?

Generic: Well, suffice to say, I made some very incorrect stock investments that have landed me straight on my ass.

Jones: Stock investments?

Generic: I...um, I was talked into becoming the Executive Producer of the sequel to Xanadu.

Jones: I never heard of a sequel to Xanadu!

Generic: Yeah...there's a reason for that...so here I am! Desperate and despairing...hoping and praying that maybe someone high up in the ICWF might notice a former World Champion sitting outside their door looking for match...oh heck, I'll settle for setting for untangling the ring ropes at this point if it'll get me a job...

Jones: But, George, you were added to the ICWF roster a week ago!

Generic: ...I have?

Jones: Yes, you're set to debut at the next Friday Inferno against another former EPW competitor, Reggie Savage!

Generic: Oh.

-}{-George stands up and looks at the sign rather ashamed, tossing it to the side.-}{-

Generic: Well...(cough, cough)...um, I, uh, guess I should, um, go get ready then, huh?

Jones: That'd probably be a good idea.

Generic: Right. Um...see you next week...man, why can't I ever start off a new job on the right foot...

-}{-George sheepishly walks away as the scene cuts back to Miller and Paco.-}{-

Paco: THAT guy is a former World Champion? At what? Being stupid?

Brandy: Nevertheless, we'll have to wait until Inferno to see exactly what type of impact George Generic will make here in the ICWF!

Paco: Hey, why wait? I'll tell you what type of impact he'll make right now!

Miller: And what would that be?

Paco: ...the type of impact a body makes when the other guy slams it on the mat! Ha ha ha ha!!!

Brandy: I doubt a former World Champion would come into a fed and do really horribly.

Paco: I got two words for ya. Jack Sullivan…

Miller: He’s doing great so far! He’s the North American Champion! What are you smoking?

Paco: Nothing but the finest ganja, but that’s besides the point. Yeah I guess you’re right… Hmm.. Let’s see, damn.. I guess no former WC has done horribly.. I’ll tell you one thing, if Generic needs a job, I got a bunch of shoes that need shinning!

Miller: You are unbelievable.

Brandy: No, more like a plain moron.

Paco: Hey, what’s with the hostility?!

B. Powers: Sorry Paco, you were just asking for that one.

G. Miller: I know what the fans are asking for, another match! So we shall give it to them. Brandy?

Paco: The skinny, bitch!

B. Powers: What!?!

Paco: The skinny, peach… remember? We’re all happy peaches?

B. Powers: Uh, right… Right… Well up next is the match I’ve been waiting to see.. Darodevil and Pacoman vs. The Strykers! The Skinny? Darodevil is a superhero. Stryker is a super villain. Stryker captured me, Darodevil rescued me. Stryker attacked Darodevil still, with another Stryker, and Pacoman came to the rescue. Now, this match has been set up to finish this deal once and for all.. This is, the final battle between good and evil.

G. Miller: and I can’t stress enough how happy I am of that.

-}{-The camera switches to Joey who is already in the ring. -}{-

J. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following is a tag team match up labeled as the GOOD VS. EVIL WAR!!

-}{-The arena goes dark, as "The Man Without Fear" by Drowning Pool, featuring Rob Zombie, begins to play. Ten seconds into the song, it's still dark, until just as the main riff hits. A huge explosion, a veritable inferno of flame and smoke, erupt everywhere, sending waves of heat over the crown. Standing just outside the backstage entrance, in full view of the crowd, is the Darodevil. On the ground underneath him, burning on the metal grate, two D's form his symbol, while the same symbol shows on the Insane-A-Tron. -}{-

J. Styles: Our first participants, one coming from Limerick, Ireland, the other from...I’ll just say Mexico, they are… Darodevil and Pacoman!!!

-}{-Carrying his retractable metal cane in hand, and dressed in his Darodevil costume (a functional duplicate of the movie costume), the Darodevil heads down the ramp, walking at a deliberate pace, until he is about 3/4 of the way there. Once to that point, Daro breaks into a run, and leaps, Olympic high jump style, rolling in mid air, and just barely making it between the middle and top ropes. Daro hits the mat rolling, tucking his knees in and hopping up to his feet, standing ready in the ring for his opponent Paco stands up and begins to remove his regular clothes to reveal his super-hero outfit! A silver and gold costume, with a cape and, as he puts it on, a mask. Paco downs a third of his Tequila bottle and then hobbles to the ring, and rolls in. He stands next to Darodevil, using him to keep his balance. Once in, “Requiem the Filth” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra begins to play, and the arena goes dark. As the lights come back on, the Strykers are standing at ringside. -}{-

J. Styles: And their opponents, coming from who knows where, the Strykers!!!

-}{-The Strykers climb into the ring, bedecked in their face paint and standard issue black clothes. One of them stays outside the ropes, while the other stands in the ring, facing the Darodevil, who is handing his cane to the ref. As soon as it’s handed over, the bell rings, and the ref gets out of the way. The two men lock up, but Darodevil gets the upper hand, putting Stryker #1 into an arm-wring. Stryker #1 manages to break it, only to be Irish-whipped into the ropes. He bounces back, getting nailed with a clothesline. Darodevil follows up with a quick rollup that doesn’t even get a count. -}{-

B. Powers: To tell the truth, I think you’re just jealous it’s Paco in there and not you.

G. Miller: Jealous of a shiny costume, and a cape, and a mask? Well, a little, I’ll admit that, but I wouldn’t be caught dead within five feet of that ring!

-}{-Darodevil hops back up, and reaches down to pull Stryker #1 up by his hair. He receives a low blow for his troubles that somehow the ref doesn’t manage to see! Darodevil’s holding his groin, as Stryker #1 gets to his feet. As Stryker #1 lunges at him, Darodevil leaps up, going for a hurricanrana, only to be countered by Stryker #1 by a power-bomb! Darodevil hits the mat hard, knocking the wind out of him. -}{-

B. Powers: But we are five feet from the ring!

G. Miller: Six feet, two inches. I know, I checked.

-}{-As Darodevil tries to get back up, Stryker #1 grabs his legs, locking him into a sharpshooter! Darodevil screams out in pain, reaching for the rope. When it looks like he’s just about to tap, Stryker #1 lets go. Darodevil is left lying there, breathing heavily, as Stryker #1 tags in Stryker #2. Darodevil reaches out for Pacoman, who’s just out of reach, before being dragged to the opposite side of the ring by Stryker #2. Stryker #2 drags Darodevil to his feet, holding him up in front of Stryker #1. Pacoman yells something, and starts to climb over the ropes, but is stopped by the judges. Stryker #1 pulls up Darodevil’s mask, and then jabs him in the eyes with his thumbs! Stryker #2 lets go, and Darodevil falls to the mat, clutching his face. -}{-

B. Powers: That’s not right! They can’t do that!

G. Miller: Stupid move, if you ask me. I mean, he’s supposed to be blind, what good does a jab to the eyes do?

-}{-Darodevil’s mask is still pulled up, and after a moment, he gets to his knees, still clutching his face. The Strykers are laughing at him, as he slowly gets to his feet. He moves his hands, and looks around wide-eyed…he can see! An “ohh shit” look goes over his face, as he realizes his “powers” are gone. He turns towards the Strykers, only to get a big-boot to the face, knocking him flat to the mat. After a second, he scrambles over towards Pacoman, only to see him hop off the edge of the mat, and walks over to the announcing table! -}{-

B. Powers: What the? What’s Paco doing?

G. Miller: SCREWJOB!!! Paco’s feeding Darodevil to the wolves! I knew it was too good to be true!

-}{-Stryker #2 drags Darodevil back to the center of the ring, but Darodevil desperately fights back. He kicks out at Stryker #2, knocking him back to the ropes. He tags in Stryker #1, who heads in. The two men grab Darodevil, who’s still fighting back as best he can, dragging him to his feet. They then set him up for a double-team suplex, when out of nowhere, “Cold” by Static-X hits. The arena goes dark again, before coming back on, revealing the Dark Master at ringside, dressed in a black robe, microphone in hand. The ref comes at him, yelling at him to get out of there, but as soon as he’s within the Master’s reach, he falls to the ground, knocked-out with one punch. He’s huge; nearly seven feet tall, but not much more can be seen. The Strykers let go of Darodevil, before shoving him to the mat. The Dark Master climbs into the ring. He begins to speak, his voice eerie, like it crosses octave ranges. -}{-

Dark Master: We have been waiting for this moment for a very long time…and our wait has been very, very long indeed. Our brethren here have removed your petty illusions, and un-masked you as the fraud you are…a washed-up wrestler, who must make himself appear to be more than he is, instead of accepting what he is. We lied to you weeks ago Darodine. We haven’t come here to make you into one of us…we don’t want you as one of us. We want you destroyed, crippled, the pathetic being you truly are…a drunk, a liar, and a deviant. Even with those qualities, you are un-worthy. You know who we are Sirus. Brothers can never forget brothers.

-}{-The Dark Master pulls back the hood, and undoes the tie to the robe, letting it drop to the mat, revealing a huge man, with long dark hair, his face hidden by a dark black and red mask. His clothing is dark black too, with dark red patterned throughout. Darodine goes wide-eyed looking at him. The two Strykers, on the other hand, are tossed towels from ring-side, and begin to wipe away face-paint, to reveal the two men as being none other than Trent Steel and Jason Blood, the current Intercontinental/Lightweight/Tag-Team Champions! They both have sadistic smiles on their faces. The Dark Master tosses Trent the mic. -}{-

Trent Steel: Sirus, we did this all for you. We did this to make YOU see what an ass you’ve made yourself, and your fans. And it wasn’t just I, or Jason, or your own brother Darkfigure, who did this…Paco and Brandy were in on it too!

-}{-Darodine looks shocked and betrayed, especially at the mention of Brandy. He doesn’t fight back, as Darkfigure drags him up to his feet and over to the turnbuckle, nor as they climb up. Once at the top though, Daro snaps out of it, and begins to punch Darkfigure, up top the turnbuckle, but it’s too late. Darkfigure locks him into a bear hug, before administering a hard head butt, knocking our former superhero out. Darkfigure then flips Daro over his shoulder, with Daro’s torso hanging over Darkfigure’s chest. Darkfigure then leaps off, forcing Daro’s head between his knees. Right before they hit the mat, Darkfigure releases his hold, and they slam into the mat, Daro head first, in a horrible Release Tombstone piled-river. The ring actually gives way beneath them. Darkfigure gets up off of his knees, leaving Darodine half-way strung out of the hole in the ring, up to stand next to Trent and Jason. “Requiem the Filth” by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra hits the speakers again, as the three men leave the ring and head up the ramp. -}{-

G. Miller: You…you sold Darodine out? After that entire month or so of lovey-dovey mushy BS, you sell him up the river? What the hell? I didn’t know you had it in you!

B. Powers: It wasn’t supposed to be like this! Trent and Jason were supposed to beat him after Paco’s “betrayal”, and make him be normal again, not kill him! This isn’t what was supposed to happen! Who’s this Darkfigure guy anyways?

Paco: From what they said, I’m guessing he’s Darodine’s brother…but I don’t see the relation. Darkfigure’s huge, freaky, and has no Irish accent, while Darodine is shorter, and has a horrible Irish accent. Only thing they have in common seems to be being a freak.

-}{-The “Stryker’s” music ends as they head into the back, and soon after a bunch of medics and ring techs run down to the ring, with tools, and a stretcher. The medics hurriedly get Darodine out of the hole; while afterwards, the ring techs quickly repair the ring for the next match. Darodine isn’t moving, as they take him up the ramp. The ref stumbles up after them. -}{-

B. Powers: I hope Sirus is going to be alright.

-}{-All of the sudden the lights go out as a digitalized voice echoes through the arena with the words "We're Back!!! over and over. -}{-

G. Miller: Well it looks like we have something spooky happening on Halloween once again Paco!

Paco: Great.. As if being in the ring against two painted guys and a large freak wasn’t spooky enough..

B. Powers: Who’s back?

G. Miller: I guess we’re about to find out!

-}{-The lights come back on, but no one comes out… and nothing out of the ordinary has happened. -}{-

G. Miller: Uh, I guess not.

Paco: Damn it. I wish people would stop trying to waste our time. Brandy, can you help me take my clothes off?

B. Powers: Not in a million years.

G. Miller: I will!

Paco: Get away you freak! Let’s just go to the next match up!

G. Miller: Fine.. but I am very gentle.. Anyway.. DeMarko Frost vs. Big Sexay is next! Brandy, the skinny!

Paco: Yeah bitch! I mean beatch.. I mean.. behotch.. I mean PEACH.. yesh, yesh, PEACH… Gosh darn it, my accent is so horrible.

B. Powers: accent? Right… Keep that up and this truce between me and you will be over. Ok the skinny on Frost vs. Sexay is: Frost last month won the European title. Sexay wanted to be a good sport and congratulate him. Frost dissed him, calling him a loser and Sexay took exception to that. They had a few backstage brawls, and now, they are going to settle it on the streets.

G. Miller: That’s right, it’s time for the first “gimmick” match up of the night, and it is indeed a street fight!

Paco: Alright holmes! Finally some hardcore action! C’mon Brandy say it with me.. I like it hardcore!!

B. Powers: Oh alright. I like it hardcore!!

Paco: ooooh, I knew you were a little freak…

B. Powers: Wait, we’re talking about wrestling right?

G. Miller: With Paco, Brandy, we never know.

-}{-The camera switches over to Joey who is in the middle of the ring.-}{-

J. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following is a street fight scheduled for one fall, and it’s for the European Championship!

-}{-The crowd cheers loudly and then the Insane-A-Tron comes to life. There we see the streets of Sacramento California.. We seem to be on a helicopter, getting an aerial shot.. We move down a few streets until we reach one that has been blocked off to traffic. On each end of this street we see a few police cars that have put up a couple of wooden barricades. In the middle of the street you see a ref standing.. The camera switches views and now we’re at eye level, looking at the ref.. “Only the Strong” By Flaw begins to play and the crowd gives a mix reaction as Big Sexay steps out of a vehicle parked on this street. -}{-

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger, from Grand Rapids, Michigan… Big Sexay!!!

-}{-”Frostalious” by G-Stylez begins to play and the crowd cheers loudly. Frost steps out from an alley and stands on the other side of the ref. -}{-

J. Styles: His opponent, from Brooklyn, New York… He is the European Champion… “The Cold Blooded Killer” DeMarko Frost!!!

-}{-The ref calls both men over and gives them the instructions for this match. -}{-

G. Miller: Well neither men brought out their wrestling gear for this one. They are definitely ready for a brawl.

Paco: Of course. This isn’t a wrestling match, it’s a street fight! You won’t see any wrestling holds on this one..

B. Powers: I’m afraid this one will be bloody, and that’s something I hate seeing.

-}{-The ref calls for the bell and then steps out of the way. It rings and both men come up to each other and begin to trash talk.. The talking leads to shoving and then both men begin to circle each other, each holding a boxing pose. Sexay lets a few fists fly, not connecting… Frost does the same and he doesn’t connect either.. Sexay then lets a kick go, catching Frost in the mid section.. Frost grimaces slightly and then returns the kick, connecting on Sexay’s right side.. Sexay doubles over and that leaves him open for a high right hand from Frost! Sexay stumbles backwards and Frost tries to come at him with a left but Sexay blocks it and then nails Frost with a kick straight to the abdomen. Frost doubles over and Sexay begins to pummel him with a flurry of forearms to the back! He then hooks him under his arm and nails him with a knee lift that sends Frost stumbling to the floor. Frost is down on all fours and Sexay comes over and tries to kick him, but Frost blocks it, grabbing his foot and then delivering a sweep kick, dropping Sexay flat on his back! -}{-

G. Miller: ooh that one is going to leave a mark! That asphalt is very unforgiving.

Paco: Hell yeah.. A few more falls like that and Sexay will go into a comma.

B. Powers: Don’t say that, I don’t want to see that happen to someone so, well, sexy!

-}{-Frost gets to his feet but so does Sexay.. Sexay goes for a right hand but Frost blocks it and then gives him a kick to the mid section. Sexay doubles over and Frost then nails him with an European upper cut. Sexay stumbles over, leaning against the car he came out of.. Frost grabs him by his head and arm and then acts as if he’s going to whip him to the other side but then swings him back around, and smashes Sexay’s head against the passenger side window, shattering it to pieces!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd inside the Arco arena.. Frost opens the door and then pulls Sexay out of the window and throws him on the floor… Sexay has been busted open and this brings a smile out of the Frost.. He then drags him and leans him against the car.. Frost then stands by the door and slams it, crushing Sexay’s head! Frost then drags him away from the car and pins him! One! Two! Kick out! Frost gets up and brings Sexay to his feet.. He then leans him against the car and then takes about 10 feet away from Sexay.. he then charges at him, but before he can do anything, Sexay steps up and back body drops him onto the roof of the card! Frost hits hard and then slides off of it, falling even harder on the sidewalk! -}{-

G. Miller: This match has gotten gruesome in a hurry!

Paco: Yes! Yes! Oh yes!! Look at me! I’m shaking!! This is great!

B. Powers: Damn, you look like a pot head who hasn’t had a join in weeks!

-}{-Sexay wipes some of the blood off of his face and then walks around the car, and picks Frost up… He then takes him near a fire hydrant and then lifts him for a gut buster, and does just that, dropping Frost on top of the fire hydrant! Frost rolls around the floor, holding his mid section in pain! Sexay walks over to a stop sign and begins to rock it back and forth until he is able to break it off. He then comes back towards Frost who is down on all fours, struggling to get up… Sexay then swings the sign up, and then brings it back down hard across Frost’s back! Frost goes down but starts to push himself back up.. Sexay waits for him, and when he is in all fours again Sexay swings again, breaking the wooden pole of the sign across Frost’s back!!! Frost appears out and Sexay doesn’t waste any time, flipping him over and making the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Sexay brings him back up and then whips him towards the brick wall of a building.. Frost hits face first and Sexay comes from behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and dropping him with a release German suplex! -}{-

G. Miller: OH MY!! Frost landed right on the back of his neck there!!

Paco: Concussion city right there!!

B. Powers: You know, even when bloody, he still looks damn sexy!

-}{-Miller and Paco shake their head as Brandy daydreams. Back to the match, where Sexay walks over to Frost and pins him! One! Two! Kick out! Sexay gets up and brings Frost to his feet… He then takes him to where the police cars are along with the wooden barricades.. There you see dozens of ICWF fans who are cheering loudly… Sexay then turns Frost around and applies a full nelson slam right in front of the wooden barricades.. He then tries to pick up Frost but he blocks it, and then kicks back, nailing Sexay with a low blow!! Sexay doubles over as he releases the hold… Frost stumbles around, holding the back of his neck before grabbing Sexay and then slamming him against the wall of a building.. Sexay drops to his knees and Frost gives him a swift kick to his ribs.. Sexay drops to the floor but Frost brings him back up and then hooks him between his legs, facing the wall.. he then brings him up for a power-bomb and then rams Sexay against the wall, again, again, again! -}{-

G. Miller: He’s not even attempting a power-bomb! He just has him up there, and is beating him against the wall!

Paco: I’m sure Frost is just checking to make sure the foundation of the building is strong, that’s all.. Hehehe…

B. Powers: No! My poor baby!

-}{-Frost stops slamming Sexay against the wall, and then spins around, runs with him and then power-bombs him through one of the wooden barricades! “OOOH” is heard from the fans nearby as well as by the fans inside the arena… Frost makes the pin on the broken down Sexay.. One! Two! Th.. kick out by Sexay! Frost can’t believe it but the ref shows him two fingers.. Frost shows him one, and the ref warns him! Frost walks over to one of the policeman standing by and takes his knight stick away… He then comes back to Sexay and waits for him to get up.. Sexay is up to his feet, doubling over though and Frost swings up and then goes to nail Sexay on his head but Sexay surprises him with a side kick to the mid section.. Frost doubles over and Sexay quickly turns him around, hooks him and drops him with a full nelson slam on the asphalt! Sexay falls on top of Frost, making the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out! OOOH!!” is heard from the crowd who definitely thought it was over. -}{-

G. Miller: Oh my! I thought he cracked his skull on that one!

Paco: He might have, but you know Frost, he’s hard headed.

B. Powers: I can’t believe you just said that.

-}{-Sexay gets up, and then brings Frost to his feet.. He then throws him on the hood of a police car.. He then grabs him by his head and begins to pound him with right hands… He then gets on himself, and then brings Frost to his feet.. He then hooks him for a suplex, he gets him up, no, Frost fights him off… He tries to lift him again but again Frost fights him off… Sexay nails him with a couple of right hands to the mid section and then tries to lift him again.. He gets him up this time but Frost manages breaks free, falling behind Sexay, on the roof of the police car. Sexay turns around and Frost nails him with a hard right hand.. He then hooks him between his legs, hooks both arms, pulls Sexay up to the roof of the car and then jumps up, and delivers a pedigree, putting Sexay, face first through the windshield of the police car! “OOOOH!! Is heard from the crowd, followed by that famous chant, and the first one of the night: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Frost doesn’t let him go though, bringing him back up, and delivering a second pedigree, this time, to the street!! Frost flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Three! Bell rings. -}{-

J. Styles: Here is your winner…. And STILL The European Champion!!! “THE COLD BLOODED KILLER” DEMARKO FROST!!!

-}{-Frost stumbles to his feet and the ref raises his arm in victory. -}{-

G. Miller: and DeMarko Frost manages to defeat Big Sexay again!

Paco: Yeah, but I have a feeling Sexay is going to feel this loss more than his first one.

B. Powers: I hope he’s still Sexy after that brutal match.

-}{-The Insane-A-Tron takes us backstage and once again our fans see ICWF newcomer George Generic, fresh off of begging outside of the arena.-}{-

Paco: Aw, hell no! Not this Looney Toon again!

Miller: Looks like we're in for a double dose of Generic tonight!

-}{-George wanders around until he sees a nearby ICWF stage hand with a headset and clipboard making notes nearby. George approaches him and taps the guy on the shoulder, which makes him jump about a mile high!-}{-

Stage Hand: Ah! Christ! The homeless are invading our show! Somebody call security!

Generic: Whoa whoa, whoa! Hold your horses, dude! I'm not invading nothing!

Stage Hand: Y-you mean you're not homeless?

Generic: Well, I am but...

Stage Hand: SECURITY!!!

Generic: Hey! I told you I don't mean any harm! Besides, I already went through security once.

Stage Hand: Oh did you?

Generic: Yeah, and believe you me...

-}{-...George rubs his ass and makes a sour face...-}{-

Generic: ...those guys are REALLY thorough.

Stage Hand: Well, who are you then, and what are you doing here?

Generic: My name's George Generic, and apparently I'm part of the ICWF roster now...

Stage Hand: Oh yeah! I should have known. Your reputation proceeds you, you know...

-}{-...the stage hand takes a whiff of the air and makes a sour face of his own...-}{-

Stage Hand: ...or maybe that's just your smell! Yuck!

Generic: What? I thought I took a bath a month ago! Oh well...in any case, um, I know I don't have a match tonight, but...um...

Stage Hand: Yes?

Generic: Well...do you have any odd jobs you need done around here? The other federation I was in until recently used to let me work other jobs for them and I could really use some extra cash right about now...

Stage Hand: Oh! Um...well, I guess so...uh, you could take out the trash over there, I suppose...

Generic: Great! Roger, will do!

-}{-George Generic looks enthusiastic, and begins walking towards the overflowing garbage can a few yards away, down the hallway. But as soon as Generic is less than 15 feet away from the can, the contents blow into a ball of fire! The flame quickly engulfs all of the garbage, as Generic falls back in huge shock.-}{-

Generic: Holy dog crap!

-}{-Just as Generic climbs to his feet again to try to put out the fire, a black crow flies through the open back door, dropping a letter written on a black piece of paper. The crow gets on the top of Generic’s head, and begins to peck at him, before George quickly swats it away. As the crow disappears, George reads the note. In white text it reads “The garbage rammed into that garbage can represents yourself and your future. Your career will BURN.” And at the end, in bloody red letters, it is signed ‘Andrew Inferno’.-}{-

Generic: I...I think I just pooped my pants!

-}{-George puts a hand near his rear, brings it back to his face and once again makes a sour face...-}{-

Generic: I did! I did poop my pants! Man, I bet spooky stuff like this never happened at that Pizza Hut job I declined...

-}{-The camera switches back to the crew. -}{-

G. Miller: Well that was uh, interesting.

Paco: I hope Inferno does as he says, and burns this guy to the ground. What a waste of time.. We could have had like the Budweiser girls going at it or something.

B. Powers: Or the Budweiser guys.

G. Miller: Oh yeah!

Paco: Ugh, you’re such a fruit..

B. Powers: Ooh, what kind is he?

G. Miller: I’m a pear!

Paco: More like a f’n kiwi. Let’s just get to the next match… please…

G. Miller: Well up next is a historic match… The Tag Hardcore Titles will be defended for the very last time…

B. Powers: There is no feud built up on this one. Sure, the teams don’t like each other.. But the story here is, one of them will be inscribed in ICWF history forever. They, one of them, will be the Tag Hardcore Champions forever.

G. Miller: Yeah, and for the House of Pain and Dark Side Assassins, they will also break a record if they win. If either one of those two teams win, they will become the first ever tag team to hold the Tag Hardcore titles for the 4th time!

Paco: Enough yapping, let’s get to the match already!

B. Powers: Before we do let me mention some of the other tag teams in attendance.. Bad Blood, Cell Block 5, Hell’s Freaks and The Eliminators… A lot of history in attendance tonight.

-}{-The camera switches over to the ring as Joey gets inside.. The camera then pans around, showing the tag teams Brandy was talking about in attendance.. As it does, Joey speaks. -}{-

J. Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen the following bout is scheduled for one fall and it’s for the Tag Hardcore Titles of the world!!

-}{-The crowd cheers loudly, and the cheers, get even louder as “Thriller” By Michael Jackson begins to play. -}{-

J. Styles: Introducing the first challengers, at a combined weight of four hundred and ninety five pounds… Here are Derek Mobley and Warrick Hill… The House of Pain!!!

-}{-The crowd continues to cheer as they came out and head to the ring. Then “Sex, Money and Murder” By MC Pooh begins to play and the cheers turn to harsh boos.. -}{-

J. Styles: The second challengers, at a combined weight of five hundred and fifty seven pounds…Here are Killa Kali and Titan 3…the Dark Side Assassins!!!

-}{-They come out embracing the boos and not taking their eyes of HOP. They stop right in front of the ring and wait while exchanging curse words with HOP. "We're Not Gonna Take It" by Twisted Sister comes over the PA as "Unstoppable Force" comes over the Insane-A-Tron showing highlights of both Trent Steel and Jason Blood... -}{-

J. Styles: and their opponents, at a combined weight of four hundred and fifty five pounds… Here are Jason Blood and Trent Steel and the current Tag Hardcore Champions of the World!!!! Unstoppable Force!!!

-}{-Both men enter the entrance way and head down to the ring in a sprint, They drop their titles on the way down and then begin to go at it with The Dark Side Assassins! Derek and Warrick jump to the outside and get in on the action as the ref inside the ring throws his arms up in disbelief. He calls for the bell. -}{-

G. Miller: Looks like the ref wanted to start this match up in regular tag team fashion, but it doesn’t look like it’s going to happen!

Paco: Of course not, these are the Tag Hardcore Titles being defended, anything goes.. f’k the rules!

B. Powers: I have to agree with Paco, the only reason the ref is out there for is to count the 1, 2, 3 or the submission.

-}{-Titan 3 battles Trent Steel while Jason Blood goes at it with Warrick Hill… Derek Mobley and Killa Kali are locked up by the steel steps and the camera stays with them as they begin to exchange rights and lefts. Kali gets the upper hand with a knee to the mid section.. He then grabs Mobley by his head and slams it against the steel steps.. again, again, again! Kali stops after about the ten shot and then hook Mobley for a suplex, delivering it beautifully on the hard floor. Titan 3 whips Trent Steel towards the guard rail but Steel reverses it and Titan 3 crashes against it! He stumbles towards Steel who nails him with a drop kick right to the kisser! Warrick Hill and Jason Blood are exchanging punches but Blood misses with a wild one leaving him open for Warrick who lifts him for a body slam, and delivers it, on the steel ramp! Warrick Hill then stands by his head and drops a leg across Blood’s neck! He goes for the quick pin but Blood kicks out after one. -}{-

G. Miller: This looks more like an all out brawl then a tag team 3 way match.

Paco: Yeah, and it won’t be long before weapons come into play.

B. Powers: Oh great, more blood.. (rolls eyes)

-}{-Trent Steel picks up Titan 3 and then lifts him onto his shoulder… He then runs towards the steel post but Titan 3 breaks free, falling behind Steel and then shoving him against the steel post. Steel hits face first and then stumbles backwards right onto Titan 3’s grip. Titan 3 lifts him with his shoulders and then drops backwards, slamming Frost hard on the floor. Killa Kali picks Mobley back up and then climbs up the steel steps with him.. He then, while standing at the top step, hooks Mobley between his legs! Before he can deliver anything though, Mobley back body drops him into the crowd! Some of the fans move while others get crushed by Kali’s body. Mobley not caring, jumps off, and lands on top of Kali with a body splash! Warrick Hill picks up Jason Blood and then takes him inside the ring. He goes in himself, picks him up and whips him towards the ropes.. Blood bounces off and Hill misses with a clothesline… Blood bounces off the other side, Hill turns around and Blood nails him with a spinning heel kick! -}{-

G. Miller: A lot of action taking place all over the ring area!

Paco: Yeah this is great!

B. Powers: No blood so far, that’s good, that’s very good.

-}{-Blood gets up and sees Titan 3 on the outside, pummeling Steel.. He steps through the ropes and then takes a running start, jumping off and nailing Titan 3 on the back of the head with a double axe handle smash! Titan 3 rolls off of Steel and Blood begins to stomp a mud hole on him. Steel comes around and then as Blood brings Titan 3 to his feet and hooks him, Steel gets on the other side.. Hooking him as well.. They lift him for a double suplex but drop him forward instead, right onto the guard rail! Mobley throws Killa Kali over the guard rail, back to the ring area… He goes over himself and then tosses him inside the ring.. He goes in himself as Hill gets to his feet.. Hill and Mobley look at each other and then at the crowd, and then begin a stomp-a-thon all over Killa Kali! The crowd is going wild, cheering loudly… They then pick him up and double whip him to the ropes… Kali bounces off and they lift him and drop him with a double spine-buster! -}{-

G. Miller: The Dark Side Assassins are getting pounded out there!

Paco: Yeah, HOP and UF, whether they realize it or not, are working together to wear down the Assassins..

B. Powers: Wow, a smart comment from Paco.. I guess the Tequila hasn’t taken effect yet huh? I’m just messing with ya…

-}{-The crowd cheers them loudly and The Unstoppable Force notices this from the outside and get inside the ring, nailing the House of Pain with forearm shots to the back of their head! They then turn them around and begin to pummel them with right hands! The Unstoppable Force backs the House of Pain to the ropes and then whip them to the other side.. The House of Pain reverses it though.. The Unstoppable Force bounce off and the House of Pain sends them flying with back body drops! The House of Pain now go to the corner and climb opposite corners.. Once at the top, they point to each other and jump off, both connecting with an elbow drop! Both men hook their legs now for the pin! One! Two! Double kick out! The House of Pain gets up, and then bring The Unstoppable Force to their feet.. They then hook them for suplexes, but then out of nowhere comes The Dark Side Assassins with chairs on their hands! They swing, nailing the House of Pain across their back!! -}{-

G. Miller: The Assassins have brought tin the equalizers!

Paco: About damn time too!

B. Powers: Not good, this is not good… There is no need for violence is there guys?

-}{-Paco gives Brandy a look that could kill an elephant. The House of Pain turn around only to get whacked again with the chairs, this time straight on their heads! They both drop and both Titan 3 and Kali go for the pins! One! Two! Kick out! The Dark Side Assassins pick the House of Pain up, hook them under their arm and drop them with DDT’s unto the chairs!! “OOH!” is heard from the crowd as they hear the disturbing thud. The Dark Side Assassins go for the pin again but this time they are pulled off by The Unstoppable Force.. They bring them to their feet and begin to exchange rights and lefts with them… The Dark Side Assassins win the battle of fists, backing them to the ropes… They then whip them towards the ropes, The Unstoppable Force bounce off and The Dark Side Assassins drop them with power-slams!! The Dark Side Assassins hook the legs for the pin, one! Two! Kick out. The Dark Side Assassins focus on Trent Steel now as they bring him to his feet and Titan 3 hoists Steel onto his shoulders… Killa Kali goes to the corner, climbs it, and then jumps off, nailing Steel with a spinning heel kick! -}{-

G. Miller: Hell of a combo move there by the Assassins who are in complete control of this match!

Paco: I’ve been saying it for years… Weapons will give anyone the advantage.. So fellas, use a lot more!

B. Powers: I was afraid you may say that.

-}{-Kali goes for the pin on Steel, one! Two! Kick out! The Dark Side Assassins now go to work on Blood as The House of Pain, who had rolled to the outside, are busy setting up tables! The Dark Side Assassins whip Jason Blood to the ropes.. He bounces off and they go for a double back body drop, no, Blood reverses it into a double DDT! The crowd cheers loudly and Blood stumbles to his feet, but runs right into Warrick Hill who lifts him and drops him with a pancake splash! Hill brings him back to his feet and then hooks him for an atomic drop.. He lifts him but instead of dropping him, he takes him over to a corner where Mobley is seating! He hands him to Mobley who now has Blood set up for a power-bomb! Mobley stands up, but instead of dropping Blood inside the ring, he tosses him to the outside, putting him through two double stacked tables!!! “OOOOH!!” is heard from the crowd followed by the famous “Holy Shit! Holy Shit!” rant.. -}{-

G. Miller: Oh my!! What a move by Derek Mobley! What a move by the House of Pain!

Paco: Now that’s what the hell I’m talking about!! Now do it 50 more times!!

B. Powers: What!?! NO! Once is enough! Oh geez, I’m going to be sick!

-}{-Mobley goes to the outside, looking for the pin as Hill on the outside, opposite to where Blood is buried under all that wood, starts to set up more tables, just in case! Mobley moves all of the broken pieces of table out of the way and then pins Blood! One! Two! And Steel makes the save!! He is pounding Mobley with forearm shots to the back.. Hill sets up two tables again, this time side by side.. He then sees Mobley getting pounded on by Steel and rushes over.. But he is caught off by a clothesline from hell, courtesy of Titan 3! Titan 3 stomps on him a few times as Killa Kali then tells Titan 3 to slide him inside. Titan 3 does and then gets in himself. Killa Kali brings Blood to his feet and then grabs him by his neck! Titan 3 comes over and grabs him by it as well, as they stand by the ropes.. They then lift him and drop him to the outside with a double choke-slam, putting him through the tables!! Again the chant from the crowd, but this time followed by boos… -}{-

G. Miller: Warrick Hill has been folded up like an accordion!!

Paco: That was so sweet!! Oh man on man, it couldn’t get any sweeter if you put a pound of sugar on top of it.

B. Powers: I doubt that’s how Hill is feeling about it right now.

-}{-Killa Kali goes to the outside as Titan 3 watches his back.. He moves some of the broken pieces of table out of the way and then pins Blood! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Jason Blood.. Kali can’t believe and neither can Titan 3… Trent Steel comes out of nowhere now, clothes-lining Titan 3 from behind, sending him over the top rope and onto the outside, on top of Killa Kali! Trent Steel now climbs the corner and stands at the very top turnbuckle… He then waits for the Dark Side Assassins who are getting up… Once they do, Steel jumps off, going for a corkscrew plancha and connecting with it on both men! The crowd is cheering loudly… Steel gets up and taunts both men but his party is cut short as he gets turned around by Derek Mobley who breaks a 2 x 4 over his head! Steel drops to his knees and then to the ground… Mobley tosses the piece of 2 x 4, well, 1 x 2 now, anyway… He tosses it to the side and makes the pin on Steel! One! Two! Kick out! -}{-

G. Miller: All hell has broken loose in this match up.. you have bodies laying every where, and this match doesn’t seem to be coming to a conclusion any time soon!

Paco: Good! Nobody wants to see it end anyway!

B. Powers: I do! I do!

-}{-Mobley brings him to his feet and then throws him inside the ring… He goes in himself and then shouts at Hill to get up.. Mobley then picks up Steel and throws him against the corner.. .He then lifts him an sets him on the top turnbuckle… Hill gets inside the ring and as Mobley climbs the corner, he climbs it as well… Both HOP members hook Steel and drop him with a double super-plex!! Mobley rolls on top of Steel for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Steel…Derek Mobley picks up Steel and then he along with Hill double whip him to the ropes… Steel bounces off than sees his tag team partner on the other side.. He ducks the double clothesline from HOP and slides out of the ring… HOP turns around and Blood uses the ropes to pull himself up, jumping onto them, then onto HOP, nailing both men with a flying clothesline! Steel slides back in as Blood picks up Derek Mobley and then lifts him for a suplex and connects with it.. Steel bounces off the ropes and connects with an elbow drop! -}{-

G. Miller: Nice team work there by the Unstoppable Force!

Paco: nice? DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT TO SEE NICE TO YOU!?! C’mon! Get with it guys!!

B. Powers: Nice is good! I like nice! No problems guys, keep going! Apply some wrist locks now!

-}{-Steel picks up Hill and lifts him onto his shoulders… Blood goes to the corner and climbs it.. He then stands at the very top before jumping off and connecting with a missile drop kick on Hill! Hill flips a few times in mid air before landing flat on his face! Steel goes for the pin! One! Two! And Killa Kali pulls him to the outside! He brings him to his feet and begins to exchange blows with him on the steel ramp! Blood jumps to the outside and goes to help his partner, no, Titan 3 tackles him down to the ground, slamming him against the steel guard rail! Both Killa Kali and Trent Steel continue to fight up the ramp, heading for the entrance way… Titan 3 grabs Blood by his feet and drags him up the ramp… Kali and Steel are at the entrance way and Kali gets the upper hand on Steel.. He grabs him by his neck, lifts him and drops him with a Baldo bomb! OOOH! Is heard from the crowd as they watch Steel’s body hit the, uh, steel. -}{-

G. Miller: It could be all over right there guys! That’s Killa Kali’s favorite move!

Paco: No! not yet! Come on! Just a few more minutes guys!

B. Powers: No I’ve had enough! These six are too violent!

-}{-Killa Kali goes for the pin and the ref runs up the ramp, and makes the count. One! Two! Th.. Kick out! The crowd cheers loudly. Titan 3 brings Blood to his feet, and gives him a kick to the mid section. He then hooks him between his legs and lifts him for a power-bomb!! No, Blood hangs on to Titan 3’s head and begins to pound him with right hands.. Titan 3 stumbles around and Blood then drops backwards, delivering a hurricanrana! “OOOH!” Is heard from the crowd as they watch Titan 3’s head bounce off the steel. Blood goes for the pin! One! Two! And Killa Kali pulls him off.. Killa Kali brings him to his feet and then begins to exchange blows with them! Just then Derek Mobley and Warrick Hill are making their way up the ramp with a tall ladder in hand! Kali and Blood don’t notice them as HOP runs them both over with the ladder! Hill then lays the ladder down on the ground before picking up Blood and body slamming him onto the ladder! -}{-

G. Miller: Guys, the ring is over this way!!

Paco: I know, that’s why they are fighting over there! Woohoo!!

B. Powers: This can’t be good.

-}{-Mobley then brings Kali to his feet and then lifts him onto his shoulders he then delivers a Samoan drop, onto the ladder!! Mobley pulls him off and then Hill stands the ladder up, and sets it up. Mobley makes the pin on Kali, one! Two! Kick out. Hill starts to climb the ladder as Mobley holds Kali in a back-breaker position.. As he does though, out of nowhere comes Titan 3 who nails Mobley with a big boot to the face! Hill keeps climbing the ladder not noticing what just happened, then Trent Steel starts to climb the ladder on the opposite side. Hill reaches the top and then sees Titan 3 pounding on Mobley… Hill is about to jump off but he is surprised by Trent Steel who nails him with a right hand, another, another! Hill is rocking on the top of the ladder. Hill starts to fight him back and as they trade punches the ladder rocks back and forth.. Titan 3 brings Mobley to his feet and whips him towards the ladder.. Mobley hits back first, tipping the ladder over, sending both Steel and Hill crashing onto the Insane-A-Tron!! -}{-

G. Miller: oh my!!! They are so lucky the ladder didn’t tip the other way, or they would have fallen some 20 feet to the ground below!!

Paco: Yeah, (grumble) lucky bastards..

B. Powers: Well they landed on the bottom steel post of the Insane-A-Tron, I’m sure that hurt.

-}{-Steel and Hill get to their feet on the Insane-A-Tron and begin to exchange blows. Hill gets the upper hand having Steel back peddling. Hill then goes for a super kick but Steel ducks it and Hill looses his balances, spinning around and Steel hooks him from behind, lifting him and dropping him all the way down to the entrance way with a side suplex!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd as they land hard on their backs… Steel hurt himself just as bad as Hill, and can’t even attempt the pin.. But Titan 3 can! He moves in for the pin on Hill! One! Two! And Jason Blood pulls him off! Jason Blood brings him to his feet and then turns him around and wraps his arms around Titan 3’s waist.. Just then Mobley comes over and he wraps his arms around Blood.. He lifts him as Blood lifts Titan 3 and a double German suplex is delivered!! All 3 men stay down and Killa Kali gets to his feet and goes for the cover on Blood! One! Two! Kick out! He then goes for the pin on Mobley! One! Two! Kick out! He moves onto Hill! One! Two! Kick out! -}{-

G. Miller: Nobody is giving up yet!!!

Paco: Woohoo!! That’s right, keep the fight going guys!!

B. Powers: Haven’t they had enough? My gosh!

-}{-Killa Kali gets to his feet and then brings Hill to his feet, He then hooks him between his legs and lifts him for a power-bomb! He then is about to give him that extra push, for his finisher, but Mobley comes from behind him, clipping him! Kali lands hard on his back with Hill on top of him! Hill gets up and then sets the ladder up.. He then begins to climb it as Mobley brings Killa Kali to his feet.. Mobley then hooks him under his arm and drops him with an implant DDT! Hill then comes off the ladder, and connects with an elbow drop!! The crowd cheers and Hill stays on top of Kali for the pin! One! Two! And Titan 3 pulls Hill off! Mobley comes over and pounds on Titan 3’s back! Hill gets up and they double team him but then Jason Blood starts to climb the ladder.. Trent Steel has disappeared to the back but now comes over with a baseball bat! He then swings, nailing Mobley across his back! Hill turns around and he too gets nailed in his mid section! Hill is doubling over and Steel nails him across the back, dropping him to the floor! Titan 3 stumbles to his feet and Steel toss the bat to the side, lifts him and drops him with a spine-buster! He then hooks both of his legs and applies a sharpshooter! Blood, who is now at the top of the ladder, jumps off, and connects with a shooting star press! -}{-

G. Miller: There it is!! The Full Onslaught has been delivered!

Paco: Well while that’s good for the Unstoppable Force, that is not good for me, I don’t want the match to be over!

B. Powers: Well it is, he’s going for the pin!

-}{-Steel flips Titan 3 over and makes the pin! One! Two! And Killa Kali pulls him off! Jason Blood charges at Killa Kali and goes for a spinning heel kick but Kali catches him, walks towards the edge of the entrance way and tosses him all the way down, putting him through some equipment tables below!! Killa Kali turns around and Trent Steel meets him with a right hand, another, one more! Killa Kali is on the edge of the entrance ramp… Steel then jumps onto his shoulders and goes for a hurricanrana, Killa Kali blocks it though, pulling Steel back up, giving him an extra push and dropping him with his last ride power-bomb!! Killa Kali goes for the pin! One! Two! And Derek Mobley pulls him off! He brings him to his feet, gives him a kick to the gut and then hooks him for a DDT! No! Titan 3 comes from behind and whacks him on the back of the head with the bat Steel used earlier! Mobley drops like a sack of bricks and Titan 3 makes the pin! One! Two! And Hill pulls him off! Hill brings him to his feet and then goes for a kick to the mid section, Titan 3 catches it though! Hill goes for an Enziguri this time but Titan 3 ducks it and Hill lands flat on his face! Killa Kali heads for the ladder as Titan 3 brings Hill to his feet, and then lifts him onto his shoulders.. Titan 3 holds him in front of the ladder as Killa Kali reaches the top and then jumps off, nailing Hill with a flying clothesline! “OOOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as Hill spins around twice before landing hard on his face! Titan 3 flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Three! Bell rings! -}{-

J. Styles: Here are your winners… via The Doomsday Device!!!! AND YOUR NEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! TAG HARDCORE CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!!!!!! THE DARK-SIDE ASSASSINS!!!

-}{-The crowd boos loudly but most of the tag teams in attendance give them their props… -}{-

G. Miller: and The Dark Side Assassins make history! They become the first tag team ever to win the titles for a fourth time!!

Paco: and there won’t be a fifth or sixth.. They will forever be known as the ICWF’s Tag Hardcore Champions!

B. Powers: Tough loss for the Unstoppable Force and House of Pain, who have matches later on.

G. Miller: But so do Titan 3 and Killa Kali.. and after such brutal match they just had, I don’t know if they, any of them, will be close to 100 percent.

Paco: Damn, that’s going to suck.. Cuz I want to see more hardcore action to the fullest!

B. Powers: Haven’t you had enough? Geez.

G. Miller: Paco can never get enough….

Paco: Nope.

G. Miller: Naked men.. Hahaha! I got cha!! I got cha good!

Paco: …

B. Powers: …

G. Miller: Oh come on, I got ya good!

Paco: …

B. Powers: …

G. Miller: I was funny! Admit it!

Paco: …

B. Powers: …

G. Miller: I hate you both…

-}{-Jack slowly walks down the hallway, the ICWF North American title draped over his shoulder. He slowly comes to a wooden door that has the label "ODJ" on it. Cautiously, Jack opens the door and enters to find ODJ sitting at his desk, actually smiling for the first time in a while. -}{-

Jack Sullivan: Well, you look like you're in a good mood Dougg, what gives?

ODJ: Jack, how could I NOT be in a good mood? You're about to rid me of my irritating problem once and for all! It's been a very LONG time since I had an employee that was smart enough to take the initiative and do what I wanted without me having to threaten them, so I got you a bit of a gift.

-}{-Just as Dougg says "gift", four masked people walk into the room, each decked out in full lucha libre costume and each wearing a different colored mask. Jack gets a huge grin on his face as he sees the 4 people standing at attention. -}{-

Jack Sullivan: Wow ODJ, I really don't know what to say. My very own Lucha Army. This could definitely be the start of something.

ODJ: Yes, now you should go prepare for the acts of brutality you're about to inflict on that bastard son of mine.

Jack Sullivan: Of course. Let's go.

-}{-Jack exits the room, with the masked luchadores following him. A huge grin appears on ODJ's face as they leave, and he gets back to his work as the camera cuts back to ringside. -}{-

G. Miller: Jack Sullivan has his own Luchador army!

Paco: Those guys are dangerous! They’re ankle biters!

B. Powers: With masks on?

Paco: Uh, yeah… and they are chin kickers too!

G. Miller: Anyway… Now you have to wonder if they will get involve in Sullivan’s match up.

Paco: Nah, Sullivan is not a cheater… He would never do something like that…

B. Powers: Riiiiiiiight.

G. Miller: Well fans, it’s time for the next match up… and it is indeed Sullivan taking on El Linchador for his North American Championship in a ladder match.

Paco: Ladder matches rule!

B. Powers: There is no skinny on this match, as I’m sure everyone is well aware of the reasons behind this match.. Besides, I just can’t do a “skinny” on it, there is too much story here..

G. Miller: Yeah, so lets just go to Joey and get this party started!

Paco: The party has already started moron… (hiccup) I’m on my fourth bottle..

B. Powers: You hiccupped Paco? You never hiccup! You must be getting old.

-}{-Joey gets inside the ring as the camera pans up to show the shinning North American title hanging above the ring. Joey speaks.-}{-

J. Styles: Ladies and gentlemen the following is a ladder match for the North American Championship!!

-}{-The crowd cheers loudly. 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. With that, the two head to the ring. -}{-

J. Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… From La Coruna, Spain... El Linchador!!!

-}{-He gets inside the ring and the crowd continue to cheer him on… The lights go out in the arena. Slowly, red spotlights line down the ramp, and a large explosion of pyro takes place on the entrance ramp. Slowly, Jack Sullivan walks to the ring, with the Luchador Army behind him. The spotlights following them down as "The Red" by Chevelle plays. -}{-

J. Styles: His opponent, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin… He is your North American Champion!!! “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

-}{-He gets in the ring followed by the Luchador Army… El Linchador smiles and asks for a mic… -}{-

G. Miller: Looks like the co-owner has something to say!

Paco: He’s not the co-owner!

B. Powers: Well he is ODJ’s son, so that’s just as good.

-}{-Jack’s music dies down and El Linchador speaks. -}{-

El Linchador: Very clever Sullivan. Your own Luchador Army. That brings back memories… I’m sure you have giving them a “task” for tonight right? Well, as co-owner of the ICWF, and son of the man himself, I have to overrule you… The Luchador Army is banned from the ring area!!

-}{-The crowd cheers loudly as Jack Sullivan curses and shakes his head.. A bunch of refs come out from the back and make sure that the Luchador Army leaves the ring.. -}{-

G. Miller: Jack Sullivan thought he was going to get one over the Hall of Famer but Linchy got one over him instead!

Paco: I hate to say it, but it pays to be the boss’ son.

B. Powers: and it doesn’t pay to be the boss’ hired gun.

-}{-Jack Sullivan argues with the refs but to no avail.. El Linchador hands the mic back to Joey and Sullivan attacks him from behind, with a forearm shot to the back of the head. The ref calls for the bell, officially starting the match… Sullivan turns El Linchador around, shoves him to the corner and begins to pummel him with right hands… He then chokes him with his boot as the ref gives him the five count… Jack breaks it and then nails El Linchador with a few more right hands. He then whips him to the opposite side and El Linchador hits hard.. Sullivan charges at him but El Linchador puts his feet up.. Sullivan stops though, and as El Linchador brings his feet down, Sullivan crushes him with a clothesline! Sullivan nails him with a series of right hands before lifting El Linchador and seating him on the top turnbuckle.. Sullivan then takes a few steps back then nails El Linchador with a big boot to the face sending him down to the outside! -}{-

G. Miller: Jack Sullivan is dominating El Linchador!

Paco: Yeah, either El Linchador is hella rusty, or Sullivan is that powerful.

B. Powers: Well whatever it is, El Linchador better get it together, or he’s going to lose this match!

-}{-Sullivan steps to the outside and brings El Linchador to his feet and then whips him towards the guard rail… El Linchador shows his agility though, jumping onto the guard rail, spinning around then jumping onto Sullivan, connecting with a flying clothesline! The crowd cheers and a pumped up Linchador gets to his feet and begins to stomp on Sullivan’s chest. He then brings him to his feet, grabs him by his head and slams it against the ring post, again, again, again! Sullivan is in la-la land and El Linchador slams his head against the steel post one more time for good measures. Sullivan drops to one knee and El Linchador nails him with a flurry of forearm shots, taking him down to the floor… El Linchador brings him back up and whips him towards the steel guard rail.. Sullivan hits hard and drops to a seat down position. El Linchador charges at him and nails him with a drop kick right to the jaw! Sullivan holds his head in pain as El Linchador gets to his feet and pumps up the crowd. -}{-

G. Miller: What say you now, nay sayers!?

Paco: What?

B. Powers: I say, bouncing back El Linchador is, in this match.

-}{-Paco gives both of them a weird look. El Linchador brings Sullivan to his feet and then throws him inside the ring. He then looks under the ring and takes out, a ladder! The crowd cheers loudly and he slides it inside the ring… He goes in himself and then picks up the ladder. Sullivan is starting to get to his feet, he is on all fours and El Linchador brings the ladder down hard across his back! Sullivan drops down to the mat and El Linchador nails him again! El Linchador now picks up the ladder and leans it against a corner… He then brings Sullivan to his feet and takes him to the opposite corner… He then whips Sullivan towards it but Sullivan reverses it and El Linchador hits hard! He falls down to his knees but Sullivan brings him back up and lifts him with a gorilla press.. He holds him for a few seconds and then throws him against the ladder!! El Linchador hits hard, back first and then falls flat on his face.. Sullivan walks over and then begins stomping on El Linchador’s lower back! -}{-

G. Miller: What great power by Sullivan… He threw El Linchador around like a rag doll.

Paco: Yeah that was awesome. Do it again Sullivan!

B. Powers: I don’t think El Linchador can take much more of that.

-}{-Sullivan picks up El Linchador and whips him to the opposite corner.. El Linchador hits hard and Sullivan now grabs the ladder and places on end on the second turnbuckle, so that is slanted against it. Sullivan then walks back towards El Linchador and then takes him over to the middle of the ring.. He then hooks him for a suplex, lifts him and delivers it onto the ladder! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd, El Linchador is in pain and isn’t able to get off the ladder. Sullivan then steps to the outer part of the ring and then uses the ropes to pull himself over them, and nails El Linchador with a leg drop!! “OOH!” is heard from the crowd again… Sullivan holds his leg in pain as El Linchador, still on the ladder, holds his head in pain.. Sullivan hops to his feet and then pulls El Linchador off the ladder.. He then whips him towards the ropes.. El Linchador bounces off and Sullivan catches him, lifting him and dropping him with a pancake slam onto the ladder! -}{-

G. Miller: What wrestler looks forward to returning to the sports he loves, only to get pounded time and time again into or with a ladder?

Paco: That kind that don’t give a damn! The kind that is hardcore and extreme. The kind that only exists in the ICWF.. The Insane kind.

B. Powers: Hardcore, extreme, Insane, El Linchador? I don’t know Paco… He’s more in the: Huggable, loveable, Fanatic environment.

-}{-El Linchador rolls off the ladder holding his face in pain.. Sullivan ignores him, grabbing the ladder and setting it up under the title belt… He then begins to climb it.. El Linchador has yet to attempt standing up and Sullivan is almost at the top.. El Linchador starts to come around but it might be too late, as Sullivan is at the top of the ladder.. As he stands there though, he realizes that this is just a regular size ladder, not the 15 feet ladder the ICWF uses for this kind of match! He curses, probably blaming El Linchador for bringing it in.. El Linchador is back to his feet, and as Sullivan starts to climb down the ladder, he bounces himself off the ropes and nails the ladder with a drop kick, tipping it over, and sending Jack Sullivan flying into the ropes! He is hung out to dry there as El Linchador grabs the ladder, folds it close and then lifts it above his head. He holds it there for a few seconds before bringing it down hard across Sullivan’s back! -}{-

G. Miller: I guess size does matter! Hahaha! I’m on a roll today!

Paco: Oh will you shut up Captain Corny-anus.

B. Powers: Haha, good one Paco.

-}{-El Linchador slides the ladder right under Sullivan, so half of it is out of the ring and half of it inside. The half that’s inside, is right under Sullivan’s head. El Linchador then steps to the outer part of the ring, before jumping onto the ladder, causing the other end to ram into Sullivan’s head!! Sullivan falls off the ropes holding his head in pain… El Linchador gets back inside and then stands the ladder up right in front of Sullivan… He then begins to climb it.. Sullivan does not move as El Linchador reaches the top and right away he jumps over it, and connects with a senton bomb!!! El Linchador gets up and listens to the crowd cheering him on.. He then begins to climb the ladder and he too realizes, like Sullivan did earlier, that it’s the wrong size.. He hops down and then folds the ladder close and then throws it to the outside.. He goes out himself and then looks under the ring.. .After searching for a few seconds he finds the right ladder!-}{-

G. Miller: El Linchador could become the new North American Champion in a few seconds!

Paco: Yeah, Sullivan is still out, holding his head.. He could have a concussion!

B. Powers: that was a nasty shot he took to the top of the head.. I wouldn’t be surprised if he did.

-}{-El Linchador picks up the ladder and slides it in just as Sullivan is starting to get up.. El Linchador hops inside the ring and Sullivan is up to his knees and using the ropes to hold himself up.. He whips his head back, to remove the hair off his face, and we see that he’s been busted open! El Linchador moves in, bringing him to his feet and begins to pound him with right hands! El Linchador then whips him to the ropes.. Sullivan jumps over the ladder and then bounces off the other side.. He jumps over the ladder again and El Linchador jumps onto his shoulders! He tries to go for a hurricanrana but Sullivan holds him, spinning him around and dropping him with a seat-down power-bomb onto the ladder!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as El Linchador’s head bounces off the steel. Sullivan rolls to the outside, and catches a breather as he wipes the blood off of his face. He then looks under the ring and takes out a table! The crowd boos and cheers at the same. He ignores them as he sets the table up. -}{-

G. Miller: The former two time unified world champion is in trouble!!

Paco: F’k yeah! Specially if Sullivan is going to do what I’m thinking he is going to do…

B. Powers: Well we know how screwed up your mind is, so lets hope he is not doing that… whatever that is.

-}{-Sullivan rolls back into the ring and then pushes El Linchador off of the ladder.. He then grabs the ladder and stands it up.. He then places it so the rungs are facing the table outside.. He then picks up El Linchador and takes him to the ladder.. He then begins to climb it, with his back to it.. He reaches about the sixth rung and then begins to drag El Linchador up it. He reaches the 11th rung while El Linchador is on the 4th, and struggling to stay up.. Sullivan then grabs him by his neck with both hands.. Sullivan then displays his strength by lifting El Linchador all the way up and then jumping off with him to the outside, and putting him through the table with a double handed choke-slam!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by a very defining “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” rant… the Insane-A-Tron shows replays of the amazing spot as El Linchador and Jack Sullivan are both down and out.. -}{-

G. Miller: Oh my!! El Linchador is dead! He has to be after that fall! Sullivan is, he is, I can’t even call him a name to describe what he just did!!

Paco: I can! He is a f’n hero!! To me!! Now that’s what I’m talking about! That’s what I’m about, that’s what the ICWF is about! Those sort of spots there! Woooo! Sully, get up and do it again!

B. Powers: You just don’t care about these wrestlers do you? You just keep asking for these kind of things without even thinking twice about their well being.

-}{-The ref looks down at both men and just shakes his head in amazement.. The fans have settled down.. Sullivan, surprisingly has begun to move.. He makes it to his knees and then pulls himself up using the bottom rope… He stumbles a bit and then looks at El Linchador with a sick smile on his face… He then slides inside the ring, and crawls over to the ladder which had tip over.. He then sets it up right under the North American Championship before getting to his feet.. He then begins to slowly climbing the ladder, stopping at every other rung, holding his side in pain.. El Linchador, starts to move and this brings cheers from the crowd.. He gets to his knees and hen stands up.. He stumbles around, doubling over at times.. He then looks up and sees Sullivan half way up the ladder.. he slides inside the ring, not before grabbing a chair from ring side! He then gets to his feet and starts to climb the ladder, on the same side Sullivan is, chair in hand! -}{-

G. Miller: How’s El Linchador standing!?! It’s just not possible!

Paco: He’s got a lot of heart! Fueled by the thousands of fans he has.. I’m not surprised he’s up..

B. Powers: Yeah, and I bet you’re happy too because that means the match continues right!?!

-}{-Paco smiles as Brandy shakes her head. Sullivan is almost to the top of the ladder when he gets whacked in his lower back with the chair!! Sullivan twitches in pain and El Linchador nails him a second time! Sullivan is about to fall off but El Linchador holds him up as he tosses the chair down.. El Linchador then keeps climbing up the ladder, until he is standing on the same rung as Sullivan! El Linchador then hooks him as he stands right behind Sullivan with a full nelson! The crowd stands up expecting something big.. El Linchador then drops backwards, dropping Sullivan right on the back of his neck, delivering a big time dragon suplex!! The crowd goes wild and then a “Linchy! Linchy!” chant gets started… The Insane-A-Tron shows the replay of the move, as Sullivan falls down some ten feet into the back of his head.. In the ring, Sullivan is down and perhaps out for the night.. El Linchador is also down on his side, either struggling to get up or taking a breather. -}{-

G. Miller: El Linchador is simply unbelievable! He has managed to bounce back in this match, and delivered a big time move of his own!

Paco: F’k yeah! Told you he had a big heart! Do it again El Linchador! Oh and Brandy I do care, these guys get a “get well soon” card from me after every PPV as well as a bottle of my finest Tequila!

B. Powers: You can’t be serious.