{::{The screen before you is dark.. the seconds are counting down for the great event to get started and you seat there, impatiently waiting for it to start.. it's almost here.. you can feel it.. you can smell it... you can almost taste it... the "Warning!" sign comes on and you curse it to hell.. it fades away and the ICWF logo flashes by.. and you see darkness again.. the chills start to run up and down your spine as you feel it almost here.. near you.. creeping on you.. as if it was coming after.... you.... The eleventh PPV in a row since the return of the ICWF.. You’ve been craving it for weeks now, and it is finally here. Sounds of gun fire are heard...a machine gun that shoots away none stop.... the sounds of it starts to fade away as a song fades in.. "Dead Bodies Everywhere" by Korn... The scene opens up and you see red skies with dark gray clouds scattered on it.. The camera pans down to the ground.. a broken down city.. victim of total chaos.. On the ground you see just what the song suggest.. dead bodies everywhere... victims of a total massacre... the scene is dark.. but you are still able to see all of the bloodied carcasses.. one on top of another.. rows.. and rows.. of bodies.. In the middle of this sea of bodies.. you see targets.. being shot down, one by one.. As if we were at a shooting range.. The targets have pictures of ICWF wrestlers, wrestlers that will compete tonight in Insane Massacre Four. The camera zooms in on a target... this one has a picture of Killa Kali.. holding the World Title proudly.. That also gets blasted away.. you can't see who's doing the shooting.. but it makes you wonder.. Someone is indeed taking these targets out.. but who? Another target pops out.. this one has PIC on it.. and just like the rest.. it too is blasted away.. one last target comes up.. and you see an AK 47 come into view.. but you can't see who is holding it... the target that just crept up has the names of all four ICWF Stables.. you see the AK 47 shooting away.. destroying that last target completely.. the AK 47 is dropped to the floor and the camera zooms out.. revealing who was holding it... It is ODJ himself.. He pulls out a silver nine millimeter and brings it up, and aims at something.... Smoke starts to creep in and eventually it’s all you see... then the Insane Massacre Four logo appears on your screen.... }::}

{::{The nine is heard going off in the background and then bullets start to rip through the logo in slow motion, just like in the Matrix. The speed comes back to normal and eventually the banner is blasted away... Causing a cloud of smoke… The pieces go flying everywhere and when the smoke clears we find ourselves inside the Wembley Arena in London, England! The English fans are going wild as they are being entertained by a great display of fireworks. Once the fireworks are over, Mimi Vega gets inside the ring and sings the United State’s Anthem. When she finishes, she sings England’s National Anthem. the crowd roars, more fireworks go off and then we are finally taken to the commentators table. Paco and Miller appear before us.. Miller is decked out in a black suit. Paco, is also wearing a suit surprisingly, his is beige. Miller is about to speak but Paco cuts him off. }::}

Paco: What is this, another pay per view? The 11th pay per view in a row for the ICWF? YOU bet your sweet asses my gente!!

Miller: I think what Paco is trying to say is fans, WELCOME TO INSANE MASSACRE FOUR!! Welcome to the third pay per view of the year, and like Paco said, the 11th in a row.. We have almost come full circle fans, and I for one couldn’t be happier!

Paco: You damn right. This season has been ICWF longest season and in a few short weeks, we would have made this a full year season! Hell of a accomplishment don’t you think so ese!?!

Miller: well if I can quote you… “HELL YEAH VATO LOCO!!!”

Paco: Cute ese, very cute.

Miller: Thanks, I’ll like to stay in shape. Fans! Tonight we have a great night of action planned for you guys… 10 matches and all are great matches Paco! Hell, in other federation, any of our 10 matches would be a main event in theirs!

Paco: ICWF is the crème of the crop vato.. I don’t care what the others say… We got nothing but main eventers… Well… except maybe for Angel, Draco and Danger..

Miller: I knew you couldn’t keep up the good spirits for that long.

Paco: What can I say? I’m an asshole.

Miller: Amen to that… Well fans before we get started we want to show you some footage of something that happened before our PPV got started. Roll the footage please!

Paco: I hope it’s someone getting their ass kicked!

{::{The Insane-A-Tron comes on to reveal the parking lot. You see a Hummer style limo pulling up with the word “PAIN” on the license plate on it. The limo comes to a stop right in front of the camera and then the driver gets out to open the door. Out steps Enigma which brings a mix reaction from the crowd. Behind him is the mask wearing man we saw at Friday Night Inferno… the crowd goes wild, knowing that it is indeed “The Paragon” Brand Frontier behind the mask… Enigma turns around to face him and speaks. }::}

Enigma: Tonight it ends my faithful soul. Tonight we take out Trent Steel, Zimdela Brudon and Draco for good. We send him down to the hell we already sent Titan 3 too… I know you wanted to face him one last time, but you should have thought about that before you threw him out the hospital window a few weeks ago.

{::{Frontier nods. }::}

Enigma: Those three are enough though… Once you get rid of them tonight for good, we can move on to bigger and better things… The hardcore title… The World Title… The ICWF… Tonight we begin our take over.. The Chosen One and The Enigmatic One.. oh yeah Paragon, dark days are indeed ahead for the ICWF!!

{::{Frontier laughs as Enigma then leads him to the inside of the arena. The Insane-A-Tron fades to black and we go back to Paco and Miller. }::}

Miller: Strong words from the very first ever Hardcore Champion!

Paco: Oh yes! It ends tonight! You know what that means? No more Draco!! No more Zimdela!! Yes, the freaks are getting the boot!

Miller: You really think it’ll be that easy?

Paco: It’s Brand f’n Frontier… Of course it is!!

Miller: Well Paco sure is confident… and speaking of confident, How confident are Jason Blood and Derek Mobley of winning tonight!?! They’re match up is first, and like we heard last week… It’s a street fight for a shot at the Hardcore Title!!

Paco: ODJ is giving these two one more chance to shine.. They have both struggle and it is time for them to step up!

Miller: Will they? Lets go to Joey and find out!!

{::{Pornostar by Buck Cherry plays, shocking everyone. }::}

Miller: What the? He’s not suppose to be coming out now.. It’s time for our opening bout!

Paco: Is it the preacher, or is the pornstar!?!

{::{Pete Parker steps out, wearing a short sleeved white t-shirt, black slacks, and a mic in his right hand. He walks toward the ring with a purpose, as if something heavy is weighing on him.}::}

Paco: Well which one is he? Is it the real Pornstar?

Miller: I don't see a reverend's outfit, so maybe.

Paco: Where's the legion of naked women?

Miller: Most likely behind a locked door that he knows you won't find the key.

{::{Pete gets into the ring, smiling to the crowd, lifts the mic to speak, then notices someone in the front row. Pete drops down from the ring, and walks up to a very sexy looking fan. He asks her to stand up, which she did, then whispers something in her ear and she looks surprised. Pete reaches over the railing and lifts her up, over the railing and next to ringside. He extends a hand, which she takes, and he spins her around, then bites his finger, handing the mic to a ring hand. He escorts the lady to the back, not saying anything to anyone.}::}

Miller: What the hell was that?

Paco: Looks like the Pornstar wanted to say a few choice words, and then saw something better and figured what the hell, might as well release some tension tonight.

Miller: You're not saying that he is going to the back to have sex with that fan?

Paco: You really don't get it do you, why else would he lift her up over the railing?

Miller: He better be careful, or he is going to end up like Kobe Bryant.

Paco: Whatever… Pete Parker is my hero.. he’s back to being the pornstar!!!

Miller: Hooray… well NOW can we go to Joey for the opening bout?

{::{The camera switches over to Joey who is ready to introduce the first match of the night. }::}

Joey Styles: ICWF Fans it is time for the opening bout!!!! The following is a street match scheduled for one fall and it is for the number one contender-ship to the Hardcore Championship!!

{::{The crowd cheers loudly and then the Insane-A-Tron to reveal some unknown street in England… You see a ref standing in the middle of the street, just waiting. “Praise” by Sevendust begins to play and the crowd gives a mix reaction, as from Alley steps out Jason Blood. He wears black jeans, black boots and a “TC” T-shirt, also black. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first, from Statesville, North Carolina… Representing The Terror Corps… “The New Face of Fame” Jason Blood!!!

{::{He walks up to the ref and then “Thrilla” by Michael Jackson begins to play. The crowd automatically cheers loudly and Derek Mobley steps out of a Mini Cooper that was parked on the street. He also wears jeans, except his are black. Tennis shoes and a black “HOP” T-shirt complete his ensemble. }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, from Providence, Rhode Island… Representing The House of Pain… Derek “The Thriller” Mobley!!!

{::{He walks up to the ref, standing across from Jason Blood. The ref starts to give them the instructions. As he does the camera does a slow 360 to show us the surroundings… You got buildings, you got alleys with dumpsters and garbage cans scattered out and about. You have a hardware store next to a beauty shop. On the other side you just have apartment complexes next to each other. There are a few cars parked on the street as well as one of those double busses England is famous for. The camera comes back to the middle of the street where the ref is still giving instructions to both wrestlers. }::}

Paco: This is going to be a violent fest Miller! Great way to start this PPV!!

Miller: Well I rather they fight inside the ring, to find out who the better wrestler is… but hey.. This is what the fans want!

{::{The ref is finally done and he signals for the bell which rings inside the arena. Blood and Mobley start to circle each other before locking up in the middle of the street. Mobley quickly applies a headlock but Blood turns it into a hammerlock and begins to pummel Mobley with hard forearm shots to the back of his head! Blood then turns him around and nails him with a couple of “European” upper cuts which bring out cheers from the crowd. Blood has Mobley rocking and he quickly lifts him up for a body slam and delivers it in the middle of the street! Blood then drops an elbow on Mobley before making the pin! One! two! kick out by Mobley. Blood gets up and brings him to his feet. He then whips him towards a white mini-cooper that is parked on the street and Mobley slams hard against it. Blood walks up to him, grabs him and then whips him again against the vehicle which rocks hard back and forth after impact. Mobley drops to his knees holding his back in pain and Blood begins to kick him down. }::}

Paco: Let me pop open my first bottle of Tequila… Ah yes, Don Jose Cuervo XXX Special! Only the best for special occasions… What are you drinking over there?

Miller: Uh, water.

{::{Blood picks up Mobley and hooks him for a suplex. He tries to deliver it but Mobley blocks it and turns into an inside cradle! One! two! kick out by Blood! Both men quickly get to their feet and Blood charges at Mobley only to get back body dropped onto the hood of the mini-cooper! Mobley gets on top of Blood and begins to pummel him with right hands! He then brings him up, gives him a kick to the gut and hooks him for a pile-driver. Mobley goes to lift him but Blood blocks it and returns the favor, back body dropping Mobley onto the roof of the cooper! Blood pummels him with a few right hands before bringing him up and hooking him for a suplex again! This time he delivers it, onto the street!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd after watching the super-plex. Blood rolls on top of Mobley for the pin while holding the back of his head in pain! One! two! kick out by Mobley! Jason Blood gets up and then brings Mobley to his feet. }::}

Miller: Hell of a super-plex there by Blood off of the Mini Cooper. Mobley probably has a concussion after that move.

Paco: Hell both probably got one, that asphalt forgives no one!

{::{He then grabs him by his head and pants and then slams him against the window of the Mini Cooper, shattering it to pieces! “OOOOH” is heard from the crowd inside the arena…. Blood pulls Mobley out and he falls down to the floor, out and a bloody mess! Blood smiles and makes the pin! One! two! Th… kick out!! Blood looks at the ref not believing that was not a 3 count. He then picks up Mobley and takes him over to one of the alleys. He then lifts Mobley up for a body slam, hoping to throw him inside the dumpsters but Mobley breaks free, falling behind Blood. Mobley applies a sleeper hold and then lifts Blood with it and brings him down hard with a sleeper hold slam! Blood holds the back of his head in pain as Mobley tries to regroup… He stumbles to his feet, wipes some of the blood off of his face and then stumbles over to one of the trashcans.. Without empting it, he picks it up and as Blood gets to his feet, Mobley slams it against his head, knocking him down to his knees! Mobley nails him again and this time Blood falls down to the floor. }::}

Paco: Derek Mobley is a bloody mess already but he is still giving Blood a run for his money!

Miller: Yeah, I thought Blood was going to dominate after putting Mobley through the window but instead, that served as a wake up call for Mobley!

{::{Mobley makes the pin and the ref counts! One! two! kick out by Blood. Mobley stumbles to his feet and picks up Blood. He then hooks him for a DDT and delivers it onto the trashcan! Mobley flips him over and makes another pin! One! two! kick out by Blood again! Mobley stumbles to his feet and walks over to the dumpster… he walks around it and then comes back with a wooden ladder in hand! He sets it up in between Blood and the dumpster and then begins to climb it. He gets to the very top, but before he gets to attempt anything, Blood jumps to his feet and drop kicks the ladder, tipping it over and sending Mobley crashing inside the dumpster! Blood stumbles to his feet and stands the ladder back up. He then begins to climb it.. he reaches the top and then jumps off into the dumpster, connecting with only who knows what!! The ref opens the side door of the dumpster to see Blood on top of Mobley with his leg across Mobley’s neck. }::}

Miller: Looks like Jason Blood connected with a guillotine leg drop! You were right Paco, what a match up this has been!

Paco: Street Fights are awesome no doubt! Well, ICWF street fights anyway…

{::{Jason Blood stumbles to his feet while still in the dumpster, but is holding the back of his leg in pain… He picks up Mobley and throws him to the outside through the side door. Blood then hops onto the top of the dumpster and then jumps onto Mobley with a body splash! Blood hooks the leg for the pin and the ref counts, one! two! kick out! Blood brings Mobley back up and whips him towards the dumpster… Mobley hits hard and stays slumped against the dumpster… Blood charges at him and goes for a body splash but Mobley steps up and catches him. He stumbles around a bit then takes about five steps forward before delivering a fall away slam, slamming Jason Blood against the dumpster! Blood lands hard on his side and is probably out but Mobley doesn’t have any energy at the moment to go for the pin… The ref checks on both men and then begins the 10 count. Blood starts to push himself up but so does Mobley who rolls him up for the pin! One! two! kick out! }::}

Miller: Good match up between these two men, who really want to earn a shot at the third best title in the ICWF.

Paco: Yeah but for some of us, that title is the best title in the fed… Hardcorism simply rules!

{::{Mobley stumbles to his feet and then stomps on Jason Blood a few times before bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the wall of a building. Jason Blood hits hard, chest first and then stumbles backwards onto Mobley, who lifts him and drops him with a back suplex! Mobley makes the pin again but again Blood kicks out! Mobley brings him back up and then takes him over to where a fire hydrant is. He then lifts him as if he’s going for a back-breaker onto the fire hydrant but Blood brings his legs up, wrapping them around his head and then delivering a head scissors! Mobley holds his head in pain after it hit the concrete hard… Jason Blood stumbles to his feet and then grabs a sewer metal lid off the ground… As Mobley starts to get up, Blood waits for him and when he turns around, he whacks him upside the head with the lid!! Mobley is down and out, more blood flowing out of his cut… Blood stumbles over to the wooden ladder they used earlier and brings it close to Mobley… He then walks away from it and Mobley before running towards Mobley, jumping over him, then jumping onto the ladder, then jumping backwards, connecting with moon-sault! }::}

Miller: Jason Blood connecting with his trademark move there, a move he usually hits off the ropes!

Paco: Yeah, hell of a way to adapt by Jason… Mobley is in big time trouble.

{::{Blood hooks both legs for the pin and the ref counts! One! two! Th… kick out!! Blood looks at the ref in disbelief. He then gets up and brings Mobley back up. He then hooks him by his head and drops him with a diamond cutter onto the sewer lid!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd… Blood smiles as he is sensing the ending… He makes the nonchalant pin and the ref counts, one! two! Th.. kick out! Blood gets up and then gets on the refs face… The ref tells him it was only two! Blood shakes his head upset… He grabs Mobley by his legs and drags him across the street, heading towards the hardware store with the big bus in front of it. Jason Blood then pulls Mobley up by his hair and then grabs him by his head and tights, getting ready to throw him through the display window but as he gets ready to do it, Mobley elbows him on the mid section, again, again, one more time. Mobley breaks free and then delivers a hip toss on Blood. }::}

Paco: Damn it, I thought he was going to get put through the window! That would have ruled!

Miller: Mobley using his spider-man-like-senses there… He felt the ending perhaps coming and was able to avoid it… at least for now.

{::{Mobley goes to pick him up but Blood nails him with a kick to the head, sending Mobley stumbling backwards onto the bus… Blood gets up and then charges at Mobley, going for a body splash but Mobley moves and Blood crashes against the bus! Mobley hooks him from behind by his waist and delivers a German suplex!! “OOOH!!” is heard from the crowd as they watch the back of Jason’s head smack against the concrete! Mobley quickly gets on top of him for the pin, one! two! th… kick out! Mobley gets up, upset, ripping his shirt off, bringing cheers from the crowd… He then picks up Jason Blood then lifts him up into a gorilla press… He then turns towards the Hardware store and throws Jason Blood against the display window, putting him through it!!! Blood crashes hard, landing on top of some power tools, making the fall that much worst… Derek Mobley goes inside the store and makes the pin on Blood! The ref comes over and counts! One! two! Th.. kick out!! }::}

Paco: Holy shit I thought he had him Miller! That was f’n close… and f’n cool!

Miller: Jason Blood is in a world of pain, and how the tables have turned in this match up… Mobley is in complete control now!

{::{Mobley gets up and looks around… He then sees boxes of tiles stacked up against the wall and then he walks over, opening the boxes up and throwing the ceramic tiles on the floor. About emptying five boxes, he walks over the tiles and brings Blood to his feet. He then gives him a kick to the mid section, before hooking him between his legs… Mobley struggles to maintain his footing on the small mountain of tiles but manages to bring Jason Blood up and pile-drives him onto them!!! “OOOOH” is heard from the crowd as Jason Blood kicks his legs like crazy, holding his head in pain.. Mobley gets on top of him and pins him yet again! One! two! Three! No! two! two! “OOOH!!” is heard from the crowd who thought it was over, along with Mobley. He decides against arguing with the ref, instead he walks over to Blood’s legs, grabs them and goes to apply his figure four, but as he spins around, Blood kicks him off, sending him onto a bunch of shelves, crashing to them and knocking everything off of them, from nails to nuts and bolts and hammers! }::}

Paco: The owner of that hardware store is going to be very pissed off when he comes to work tomorrow morning.

Miller: Mobley made a mess of himself there, giving Blood time to perhaps rebound.

{::{Blood gets to his knees and then wipes his forehead to see that he’s been busted open… He curses as he stumbles to his feet but then falls backwards onto the window and falls back outside. Mobley stumbles to his feet and struggles with removing nails and screws off of his arms and chest… He then stumbles to the outside where he sees Jason Blood crawling over to the bus. Mobley walks over to him and grabs him as he is getting up. He turns him around only to be surprised with a head butt from Blood! Mobley stumbles backwards and Blood charges at him and nails him with a running enziguri kick!! Mobley goes down like a sack of bricks and Blood doesn’t go for the pin, instead he goes inside the bus! The camera man follows him as the ref decides to stay behind… Jason Blood reaches the second floor of the buss but then decides to get on the roof of it! Jason Blood looks down at Mobley who is barely moving… Jason Blood does a cross motion and then jumps forward, flipping in mid air and connecting with a shooting star press off the bus!!!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by a loud: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” chant after watching Blood crush Mobley! Blood holds his mid section in pain but has enough in him left to make the pin! One….! two….! Three….! Bell rings inside the arena!! }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner via the Blood Rain… and the number one contender to the Hardcore Championship…. “THE NEW FACE OF FAME” JASON BLOOD !!!

{::{Blood rolls off of Mobley, still holding his mid section in pain… The ref raises his arm in victory though, and his music starts to play… The crowd gives a mix reaction, but most are boos. }::}

Miller: What a match up, what a finish!!

Paco: Hell yeah, who would have thought those damn buses would come in so handy!!

Miller: Fans we hope you enjoyed that match up, our first match up of the night! Paco, that was our opening bout, can you imagine what is to come later tonight!?!

Paco: That was just a small taste, I can’t wait to eat the whole damn thing!!

Miller: Well, we’ll have to wait for that… Right now we have to go to the back!

Paco: Damn segments!

{::{The scene changes. PIC sits in his locker room, deep in thought. He leans back in his chair, staring off into space as a figure appears behind him. Suddenly, a small dart flies out from the figure and hits PIC in the neck, causing him to yell out in pain. He slumps over and falls to the floor. He attempts to get the dart out of his neck, but he finds himself unable to move! The figure steps forward, and it's Jack Sullivan, who stands over PIC with a sinister grin on his face. }::}

Jack Sullivan: PIC, so glad that you decided to show up tonight. I was almost worried that you wouldn't make it, with everything that happened to you and all. Don't go into a panic now, I only shot you with a mild sedative, it will wear off in about fifteen minutes or so, depending on your metabolism. You see, I wanted to have a face to face meeting with you without any silly interruptions.

{::{Jack walks over to where PIC is laying on the ground and picks up the chair that he was sitting in, turning it to face PIC. Jack then sits down in it himself. }::}

Jack Sullivan: You see PIC, my fellow FTF members don't know that I'm talking to you right now, and they will probably be quite upset once they find out that I am doing so, but I felt the need to get what was bothering me off my chest. You see PIC, you and me are a lot alike.

{::{PIC glares at Jack, attempting to respond but unable to speak. Jack chuckles at PIC's futile attempts to speak before continuing on himself. }::}

Jack Sullivan: You can try to deny it all you want PIC, which considering that you can't talk your denials aren't very good, but I digress. You see, you and me have both been through similar experiences. We've both had loved ones stolen from us, we've both faced potentially serious injuries...

{::{Jack reaches over and taps PIC on the shoulder before continuing. }::}

Jack Sullivan: We're also both considered the future of the ICWF, although that is where we are quite different. Where as I decided to be supported by the FTF, you went to the House of Pain. Granted, those actions are near mirror images of each other, the end result is far more different. As a member of the FTF, I've found myself harassed constantly by the Sentinels of Insanity, and it's caused my career growth to stagnate a bit. You, on the other hand, haven't had any such obstacles to clear, and are getting a shot at the ICWF World Heavyweight championship tonight.

{::{Jack stands up and then reaches down, lifting PIC up and slamming him against the wall, holding him there. }::}

Jack Sullivan: You aren't any different from those Sentinel fools, thinking that you can knock the FTF off the top of the food chain, thinking that you can stop us from our destiny. Well I have a newsflash for you PIC, it's not going to happen. You better pray that Killa Kali takes mercy upon you tonight and finishes you off, because if he doesn't, win lose or draw PIC, I'm going to make it my business to do everything in my power to show the world that I'm the real future of the ICWF, not you.

{::{Jack releases PIC, causing him to slump down to the floor. Jack shakes his head in disgust before leaving PIC alone in the locker room as the scene cuts to ringside. }::}

Paco: Jack Sullivan is the man! You know, he really IS the Evolution of Wrestling Miller!!

Miller: Strong words there by Jack Sullivan, paralyzing the #1 contender. You know, I wonder why he paralyzed him? What’s he afraid of? PIC stating the truth?

Paco: Whatever man, Jack Sullivan is not afraid of anything… I am officially on the Sullivan bandwagon!

Miller: Oh great… Lets see how long you last on this bandwagon… Last one you were on was Trent Steel, but you quickly got off of that one.

Paco: Lets just say that bandwagon was going in the wrong direction I wanted to go.

Miller: Uh huh.

Paco: Shut up.

Miller: Well fans, we’ll see Jack Sullivan and PIC in action later on… But right now it’s time for another non-title match… Trent Steel takes on Harvey Danger in a match that could very well make or break both men!

Paco: Ok let me hear it, what kind of match are they having? Extreme ladder match? Boiler room? Rafters match?!

Miller: It’s actually, 1 on 1… regular.

Paco: 1 on 1 regular!? WHAT IN THE BLUE HELL!?!?!

Miller: Not all matches tonight are hardcore rules Paco!!

Paco: Ok, you know what, if the next match after this one is not hardcore rules… I swear I’m going to give new meaning to the name Insane Massacre…

Miller: Whatever… I for one will enjoy this match up dearly. Fans, back to Joey we go!

{::{The camera switches over to Joey who is already inside the ring. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans the following match is scheduled for one fall with no time limit…

{::{"Harder to Breathe" chorus starts up and Harvey slowly walks out through the curtain to the noise of the arena. His white wife beater tank top is in shreds around the waist and his denim shorts are ripped as well. His long black hair wet drips onto his shoulders as he slowly walks to the ring only shifting his eyes back and forth to each side of the aisle, and occasionally extends a hand to a fan or two. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first. Making his way to the ring from Upstate, New York… Harvey Danger!!!

{::{ Rolling under the ropes, a new life seems to come into Danger as he begins to half pace jog in place and stretches on the ropes awaiting his match. “Hair of the Dogs” By Guns and Roses begins to play and flames erupt from the entrance way...We see a man emerge from the flames unscarred and unburned...Trent Steel makes his way to the ring... }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania… He is a member of Terror Corps… “The Son of a Bitch” Trent Steel!!!

{::{ He leaps to the top of the ring apron but gets knocked back down with a spinning elbow to the face from Danger! }::}

Miller: Trent Steel called out and humiliated Harvey Danger last week, and now, Danger wants revenge!!

Paco: You know I’ve been checking the store sales.. and Danger has sold a whopping ONE T-shirt! Man, I wish my mom loved me that much!

{::{Steel tries to regain his footing outside as Danger jumps over the top ropes and connects with a cross body block! The crowd cheers loudly, clearly getting behind Danger. He stomps on Steel into a mud hole. Danger then brings him back up and whips him towards the guard rail but Steel reverses it, pulling Danger in and clothes-lining the hell out of him! Steel taunts Danger as he stomps him time and time again. He then brings him up, lifting him for a body slam but dropping him instead chest first across the guard rail! }::}

Miller: What are they doing? They need to get inside the ring!

Paco: No way man! This is good, this is what me and the thousands of fans here tonight want to see!

{::{Danger clutches his chest in pain. The ref comes out and tells Steel to get him in the ring. Steel nods as he picks up Danger and acts as if he’s going to throw him in the ring, but instead he throws him the opposite way, slamming him against the ring post! Danger goes down and the crowd boos as Trent Steel laughs loudly. Steel grabs Danger and hooks him for a suplex, he tries to get him up but Danger blocks it and he ends up lifting Trent up and then dropping him across the guard rail! The ref now pleads with Danger to get the match inside the ring but Danger waves him off. }::}

Miller: Danger what are you doing? Get him in the ring!!

Paco: Miller if you don’t shut up, I swear I’m going to beat the shit out of you!

{::{Danger hops back up on the ring apron.. He then takes a few steps backwards before taking a running start, jumping off and catching Steel on his back with a guillotine leg drop! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious move by Danger… He gets on top of Steel now and begins to pummel away! He then gets off of him and brings him to his feet. He whips him towards the steel post and Steel hits hard, then stumbles backwards right onto Danger who lifts him up and drops him with a side suplex! }::}

Paco: Yes, yes, yes! That’s it boys! Forget the ring, keep fighting on the outside!

Miller: This match is not hardcore rules, damn it ref, do something!

{::{Danger gets on top of Steel again and nails him with a couple of right hands followed by a hard head butt! Danger then hops on the apron, and again ignores the pleading ref. He then goes to the corner furthest away from Steel before taking a running start and going for a senton bomb, but missing as Steel rolls out of the way! Danger holds his back in pain as Steel stumbles to his feet and then nails Danger with a mule drop kick to the face! Danger holds it in pain as Steel gets up and brings him back up. Steel hooks him and drops him with a snap suplex! }::}

Paco: Nice move there by Steel. What’s wrong Miller, aren’t you enjoying this!?!

Miller: No way, this is not the match up I wanted to see!

{::{Steel gets up and then tries to wave the ref off about getting Danger in the ring. He walks over to Danger’s legs, grabbing them and hooking them under his arm. He then drops backwards, catapulting Danger onto the ring steel post where he crashes chest first! Danger falls back down and Steel appears happy with his word… He picks up Danger and hooks him between his legs.. He then tries to lift him for a power-bomb but Danger back body drops him instead! Steel holds his lower back in pain as Danger holds his head, for the same reason. }::}

Paco: Good match up so far Miller, how right you were about it!!

Miller: I can’t believe this match has gone this way… Unbelievable.

{::{Danger stumbles to his feet and then picks up Steel. Steel goes for a right hand but Danger blocks it and nails him with a knee to the mid section. Steel doubles over and Danger grabs him by his head and tights and tosses him inside the ring. Danger goes in himself, bringing slight boos from the crowd. The ref finally calls for the bell, officially starting the match up. Danger stands on the outer part of the ropes, waiting for Steel to get up. When he does, and when he turns towards Danger, Danger jumps over the ropes and nails him with a flying shoulder tackle! }::}

Paco: Damn it Danger! See that’s why no one respects you! You’re a wimp!!

Miller: Oh shut up! He did the right thing, good job Danger, now we’re going to get to see a really good wrestling match!

{::{Danger goes for the first pin of the match and the ref counts, one! two! kick out by Steel. Danger gets up and brings him to his feet before whipping him to the corner. Steel hits and Danger charges at him but Danger nails him with a double kick to the chest! Danger stumbles backwards and Steel runs him over with a clothesline! Steel stomps on Danger for a little bit and then runs towards the ropes.. He bounces off and drops a knee right on Danger’s chest. He goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! two! kick out! }::}

Paco: This sucks, this is NOT what I wanted to see!

Miller: Oh shut up Paco, it’s not always about you! I’m sure there are thousands and thousands of fans who are enjoying this as much as me!

{::{Steel brings Danger back up and nails him with a couple of knife edge chops to the chest.. Danger is back to the ropes and Steel whips him towards the opposite side. Danger bounces off and Steel goes for a clothesline. He misses as Danger ducks and bounces off the other side. Steel goes for an elbow to the face but Danger ducks that too! He bounces off the other side and Steel goes for a kick to the mid section but Danger catches his foot! Steel quickly reacts though, nailing Danger with an enziguri kick!! }::}

Miller: and Trent Steel connects with his trademark move there Paco..

Paco: Yeah but it would have been cooler if he hit it on the outside and Danger landed onto some burning rusty nails and then crushed him with a flurry of steel chair shots!

{::{Steel flips him over and makes the pin! One! two! Th.. kick out! Steel gets up and then goes to the ropes, bouncing off then doing a flip on mid air and landing with a leg drop! Steel again goes for the pin but again Danger kicks out. Steel gets up and then sits up Danger before applying a reverse chin lock. The crowd starts to applaud, getting behind Danger who seems to hear the crowd and starts to come around, making it to one knee and then to his feet! He nails Steel twice on his mid section, breaking free and then runs to the ropes but Steel nails him with a flying clothesline! }::}

Paco: Well Danger might have gotten out of the hold, but Steel just grounded him again.

Miller: Yeah, Steel used Danger’s own momentum against him… Did you hear the crowd by the way? I think they are starting to warm up to Danger!

{::{Steel gets on top of Danger and begins to choke him! The ref gives him the five count and he breaks it only to start choking him again! The ref warns Steel and gives him the five count again, and again Steel breaks it. This time he makes the pin! One! two! Th…. Kick out by Danger. Steel gets up and brings him to his feet again.. as he does, the crowd cheers as Enigma comes walking down the ramp! Steel lets go of Danger turning his attention to him.. They argue briefly but then Danger turns Steel around, lifts him and plants him with a side walk slam!! }::}

Miller: and Harvey Danger connects with his trademark there, but give the assist to Enigma who got the attention of Trent Steel!

Paco: I love the Enigmatic One… He was the first Hardcore Champion… He thought me to love hardcore!! (sniff, sniff)

{::{Danger makes the pin and the ref counts! One! two! Kick out by Trent Steel. Danger stumbles to his feet and grabs Steel but Steel grabs him by his tights and pulls him forward, sending him through the ropes to the outside! As if on cue, Enigma jumps up on the apron to get the refs attention, which he does. Trent Steel stumbles to his feet, but as he does, a masked Brand Frontier slides behind him, turning him around, hooking him between his legs, lifting him up into a crucifix and delivering a crucifix power-bomb! }::}

Miller: Devastating move by Brand Frontier there, oh my!!

Paco: He said that it ended tonight, and he might have just ended this match for Trent Steel!!

{::{Brand Frontier slides back outside and throws Danger in as he runs back through the crowd. Enigma hops down and leaves up the entrance way as the ref turns around to see Danger crawling over to Steel to make the pin! One! two! Kick out! Danger gets up and tells the crowd is over, to which they cheer loudly. He picks up Trent Steel and whips him towards the corner.. Steel hits hard and Danger walks over, taking him out of the corner and hooking him for a DDT. He then climbs onto the second turnbuckle and tries to deliver the Danger DDT but Steel blocks it, turning it into a northern lights suplex! }::}

Miller: Trent Steel blocked Danger’s finisher!!

Paco: Damn ese! And he has him pinned, it’s over Dangeroo!!

{::{The ref counts! One! two! Th.. kick out by Danger! Steel crawls over to the ropes and then uses them to pull himself up. He then stumbles over to Danger grabbing him but Danger grabs him as well, and gets him with an inside cradle! One! two! Th.. kick out by Steel! Both wrestlers get to their feet quickly and both go for clothesline, both connecting, and both knocking each other down! The ref right away begins the ten count. Both men start to move, and get up around five… Danger goes for a clothesline but Steel ducks it, then grabs Danger by his right leg, hooking it, lifting him and delivering a knee-breaker! }::}

Miller: Trent Steel is back in charged, even after being attacked by Frontier and Enigma and now, he just connected with the set up to The X-Treme Prejudice!

Paco: Enigma didn’t do a damn thing to Steel though, get it right you fricken homo!

{::{Trent Steel grabs Danger’s legs and tries to get him on his sharpshooter finisher but Danger reaches for his head and rolls him up with a small package! The ref counts! One! two! kick out by Steel! Steel gets up right away and goes back to the legs but Danger gives him off, sending him stumbling to the corners.. Danger gets up and Steel charges at him going for a clothesline. Danger ducks it though and then nails Steel with a kick to the mid section after turning him around. Danger hooks him between his legs but Steel grabs him by his legs and drops him to the mat and again tries for The X-Treme Prejudice but this time Danger grabs the ropes!! }::}

Paco: Holy shit man, Steel can’t get Danger locked with his finisher!!!

Miller: Danger has it well scouted, Steel is trying to hook it from different angles but Danger keeps avoiding it!

{::{Steel lets him go but then starts stomping on his mid section. He then brings Danger to his feet and whips him towards the ropes, Danger reverses it though and Steel bounces off, only to get caught by Danger with a sleeper hold! The crowd cheers, but it doesn’t last long as Steel grabs onto Danger’s head and delivers a jaw-breaker! Danger stumbles backwards onto the ropes as Steel gets to his feet… he turns towards Danger and charges at him, nailing him with a clipping tackle! Danger lands hard on his back after flipping over and right away clutches his leg in pain! Steel quickly brings him back up, hook him by his bad leg, lifts him and delivers another knee-breaker! This time he doesn’t let go of the leg, and tries to apply the sharp-shooter again! Danger tries to fight him off but this time Steel manages to flip him over, and locks the deadly submission! The ref asks Danger if he gives up but Danger shakes his head “no!” and tries to hang on… the ref asks him again… but again Danger says no… He tries to reach for the ropes but they are too far away… The ref looks on, the crowd looks on… you look on… Danger tries to reach for the ropes again, but can’t get any where near them and finally taps! The ref calls for the bell and it mercifully rings. }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner via The Extreme Prejudice…. “THE SON OF A BITCH” TRENT STEEL!!!

{::{The crowd boos loudly as his music plays and he finally releases the hold. The ref tries to raise his arm but Steel shoves him off and then heads to he back, cursing two names… Enigma and Frontier. }::}

Miller: Well Trent Steel picks off the hard earn victory there but as you clearly saw, he’s not too happy about the win after Enigma and Brand Frontier tried to screw him out of it.

Paco: Yeah, I think he’s going after them too.. Maybe we’ll get a segment soon about a brawl in the back!

Miller: Maybe… I wonder though Paco, why is Frontier still wearing a mask? We all know is him!!

Paco: Yeah I haven’t figure out that one yet… Maybe he’s going to be like Jason Blood. Wearing a mask when he is in the ring and not when he is out of it.

Miller: Ah that’s right.. He could be doing that… Just never thought of him as the kind of wrestler that would wear a mask though.

Paco: Yeah me either.

Miller: Any who.. Oh, wait.. I’m being told that Kali just arrived in the arena Paco.

Paco: That’s the World Champion Too F’n X-treme For TV Killa Kali to you Miller. He’s not just any old wrestler Miller, he’s the best.

Miller: Ah yes, I forgot too that the best always arrive fashionably late.

{::{Kali is shown walking backstage to the FTF locker room. As he reaches the door he drops his bag and looks real upset. The camera cuts to the door and Spray Painted on the door are the words. “Kali Sucks Balls”, Kali is clearly upset by this, he slams the door open and he starts cursing and kicking things around. }::}

Paco: Who would do such a thing Miller? Who could disrespect our Champion like that?

Miller: Maybe it was PIC trying to send a message to Kali!

{::{The camera cuts to the FTF Locker room and the room is totally trashed.}::}

Miller: Looks like a hurricane just swept through the FTF locker room Paco.

Paco: Whoever did this will pay.

{::{The camera cuts to the walls and the letters, “F the FTF” are spray painted on the walls. Jack Sullivan comes into the locker room and his eyes almost pop out. On the other side of the room the words “We’re House of Pain. BIOTCH!!!” is spray painted. }::}

Miller: Looks like we know who sabotaged the FTF locker room Paco, and it doesn’t surprise me.

Paco: How can they mess with the Champion’s locker room like that Miller? Just like Chris Tucker said in Money Talks… You don’t know who you messin’ with man!!

Miller: Well obviously, they don’t care.

Paco: Well they should.

Miller: Fans we’re two matches down with eight two go… Up next is the last, non-title match up of the night and it’s a good one. Two rookies and a veteran fight it out in 3 way dance match!

Paco: Excellent!

{::{Joey gets inside the ring and begins talking as the crowd settles down. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans it’s time for the next bout and this one is a 3 way dance match up!!

{::{ The arena lights dim, and hysterical laughter sounds through the arena. "Out Of My Head" by 'Puddle Of Mudd' begins to play, as smoke fills the entrance-ramp and blue strobe lights scan the arena. Onto the ramp steps The Jackrabbit. He is wearing one of his trademark "Jackrabbit" T-Shirts, and his plaid, wrestling shorts, with black elbow pads and boots. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania… The Jackrabbit!!!

{::{The Jackrabbit begins to walk down the ramp as the music picks up, and he then runs and slides into the ring as blue strobe lights scan the arena. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle, and laughs out loud to himself, raising both arms and wriggling the index fingers on each (doing his pose) as the fans cheer him. The Jackrabbit then jumps back down, and paces the ring. Then “Bounce” By Bon Jovi plays and the 7 foot Scot known as Street Shark walks out to the top of the ramp and shoots his fist into the air as his pyro goes off. }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Glasgow, Scotland… Street Shark!!!

{::{The crowd goes wild, cheering the some what hometown hero. He runs down the ramp into the ring and salutes the crowd on all four sides with a clenched fist. The celebration is cut short as the lights in the arena go out, and the cameras circle around the arena. There are orange and black strobe lights pointing up and out of nowhere we see the word "3rd Earth" in the background of the Insane-A-Tron. Suddenly, fire begins to blaze over the words and then the face of DeMarko Frost is seen. All of a sudden, four flaming balls fit the stage and pyro start to shoot up as "Frostalious" by G-Stylez start to play. Frost comes down the ramp wearing black and orange spandex overalls with the words "The Frost" on the front and "Cold Blooded Killer" on the back. His towel, that he has over his head and his blacks are both black. }::}

Joey Styles: Their opponent, making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York…. He represents the FTF… “The Cold Blooded Killer” DeMarko Frost!!!

{::{ He enters into the ring and goes to the ropes, he stands on the ropes and he folds his arms up as he looks around to the fans. }::}

Paco: Well the obvious winner here is DeMarko Frost Miller… It’s just a matter of how he wants to beat up these two rookies.

Miller: I don’t think it’ll be that easy at all for him… These are two of the hottest rookies this year.

{::{The bell rings and the ref looks around to the three wrestlers to see who will start the match. DeMarko Frost quickly exits the ring and cockily tells the rookies to start. Jackrabbit and Street Shark don’t mind, as they have some differences to settle. They lock up right away and it is Street Shark who dominates in the early goings, applying a headlock on Jackrabbit. Jackrabbit tries to get out of it but the big man has a tight grip on him. Street Shark then begins to pound Jackrabbit’s skull with hard fists! }::}

Paco: I don’t care if they are the hottest rookies in the last two years… You can’t deny DeMarko Frost’s veteran status!

Miller: Oh I see, because he’s a veteran the rookies are suppose to “lose” to him right? Pfff, whatever.

{::{Street Shark after about five shots whips Jackrabbit towards the ropes. Jackrabbit bounces off and Street Shark goes for a big boot but Jackrabbit ducks it, bouncing off the other side and going for a cross body block! He connects, but doesn’t have enough to take the big man down, as Street Shark holds him and then delivers a back-breaker! Street Shark doesn’t let him go, instead, bringing him back up and delivering a second back-breaker! Now he lets him go and makes the pin! One! two! kick out! }::}

Paco: Street Shark has been dominant, I will give you that… and he’s manhandling one of ODJ’s hand pick men.

Miller: One of? Oh, you know something! Spill the beans!?! Who else is ODJ picking? Is he making a stable!?

{::{Paco ignores him as back in the ring Street Shark picks up Jackrabbit and throws him in the corner. He then charges at him and crushes him with a clothesline! Jackrabbit then takes a steps back and then begins to choke him with his big boot! The ref gives him the five count and then Street Shark breaks it.. Shark then grabs Jackrabbit and whips him to the opposite side. Jackrabbit hits and Street Shark runs at him but Shark puts both of his legs up, nailing Street Shark on the chest! Street Shark stumbles backwards and Jackrabbit jumps onto the second turnbuckle before jumping onto him, nailing him with a flying clothesline! }::}

Miller: Jackrabbit trying to slow down the big man. It’s going to take more than a flying clothesline though.

Paco: I’m sure he knows that Miller… He knows he has to use his hare-like speed to dominate Shark!

{::{Street Shark stumbles backwards as Jackrabbit gets to his feet and then nails him with a drop kick right to the chin! Street Shark still doesn’t go down, instead, stumbling backwards onto the ropes. Jackrabbit gets up and then grabs Shark and whips him towards the ropes, Street Shark reverses it though and Jackrabbit bounces off. Shark goes for a clothesline but Jackrabbit ducks it and bounces off the other side. Street Shark turns around and Jackrabbit nails him with a spinning heel kick that finally takes down the big man! }::}

Miller: C’mon Paco, stop acting like you didn’t hear me… Who are ODJ’s other hired wrestlers?

Paco: Huh? What? Miller, did you say something? No? Didn’t think so.

{::{Jackrabbit goes for the pin but Street Shark kicks out after one. Jackrabbit runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and dropping an elbow on the chest of Shark. Again he goes for the pin but again Street Shark kicks out. Jackrabbit brings the big man up and then hooks him for a suplex.. He tries to get him up but Street Shark blocks him and he ends up lifting Jackrabbit! However Jackrabbit manages to break free, falling behind Street Shark, hooking him and dropping him with a side suplex! Jackrabbit goes for the pin but one more time Street Shark kicks out! }::}

Miller: Jackrabbit couldn’t get the vertical suplex but he did get the side suplex on Street Shark. Now Jackrabbit is in control of this match up.

Paco: Yeah, but he is going to need a lot more impact moves like that one to get Street Shark down for the 1, 2, 3.

{::{The Jackrabbit gets up and runs towards the ropes, but as he does, Frost nails him with a knee to his lower back! Jackrabbit drops to his knees and Frost makes the tag from behind. He comes inside, bringing Jackrabbit up and tossing him over the top, onto the outside! DeMarko Frost now grabs Street Shark who was getting up and begins to pummel him with hard right hands! He then backs him to the ropes and whips him to the opposite side. Street Shark bounces off and DeMarko Frost catches him and drops him with a belly to belly suplex! }::}

Paco: That’s what I’m talking about dawg! That’s the kind of impact a veteran like Frost can make! Just like that vato, BAM!

Miller: Ok calm down.. Let us not forget that he cheap shot Jackrabbit to get into the match.

{::{DeMarko Frost goes for the pin, one! two! kick out by Street Shark! DeMarko Frost brings him to his feet and whips him towards the corner, Street Shark reverses it though, pulling DeMarko Frost in and dropping him with short arm clothesline! The crowd cheers loudly and now Street Shark runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and dropping a huge leg across Frost’s neck! Street Shark now makes the pin and the ref counts! One! two! kick out! Street Shark picks up DeMarko Frost, hooks him for a suplex and delivers a vertical one! }::}

Miller: Well the rookie that’s suppose to let Frost win is beating the “crafty” veteran down big time!

Paco: Don’t start getting all happy… Street Shark is getting lucky right now, but believe you me, Frost is just toying with him.

{::{Street Shark kneels in front of DeMarko Frost, grabbing him by his head and then beginning to bounce his head off the mat! The ref tells him to break it up but Shark just keeps pounding him, appearing to have lost it! The ref warns him about a DQ and that finally snaps Shark out of his trance. Shark gets up and then brings Frost to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes. DeMarko Frost bounces off and Shark catches him with a bear hug and then drops him with an over the head belly to belly suplex! }::}

Miller: What a suplex by the rookie Street Shark! What say you now Paco!?!

Paco: Uh, that uh… Frost is just tired and felt like laying down for a nap?

{::{Street Shark goes for the pin and the ref counts! One! two! Th.. kick out by Frost! Street Shark gets up and brings Frost to his feet… He tells the crowd is over and they go wild… He grabs Frost by his neck, getting ready to lift him but Frost kicks him right on the family jewels! The crowd boos loudly and the ref warns Frost but Frost ignores him, then hooks Street Shark and drops him with a DDT! Frost flips him over and then makes the pin! One! two! Kick out by Street Shark! DeMarko Frost stumbles to his feet and then picks up Street Shark before whipping him to the corner. }::}

Paco: There ya go, Frost is now coming back and ready to show this rookies what respecting the FTF is all about!

Miller: Oh please!

{::{Frost charges at Street Shark, but as he does, Jackrabbit makes the blind tag to Street Shark and then pushes him out of the way! Frost crushes against the turnbuckle and Jackrabbit quickly comes in, grabbing Frost by his head and begins to ram his head against the turnbuckle! The crowd counts along all the way to ten when they then cheer loudly! Jackrabbit turns him around and sets him on the top turnbuckle. Jackrabbit then climbs onto the second turnbuckle, hooks DeMarko Frost and drops him with a super-plex!! }::}

Paco: Damn it Frost! You’re making these two rookies look too damn good… I don’t care if one of them is with ODJ! Stop it now! Kick their ass!!

Miller: My-oh-my Paco, you sound, nervous, dare I say, paranoid even? Hehehe.

{::{Jackrabbit rolls on top of DeMarko Frost and makes the pin! One! two! Th.. kick out! Jackrabbit walks over to Frost’s legs, grabs one of them and then applies a step over toe hold. The ref asks Frost if he gives up but Frost is still recovering from the suplex. His shoulders are flat on the mat and the ref counts him again, one! two! kick out! Frost tries to flip over to break the hold, but can’t, however, he manages to kick Jackrabbit off of him. He then crawls over to the ropes to try to get up but Jackrabbit comes from behind and drops an elbow on his lower back! }::}

Miller: Correct me if I’m wrong Paco, but is that DeMarko Frost crawling away from The Jackrabbit?

Paco: Uh no, that’s him looking for uh.. his contact! Yes! He dropped his contact… Over there Frost!

{::{Jackrabbit flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! kick out! Jackrabbit brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes. Frost bounces off and Jackrabbit applies a sleeper hold! Frost quickly gets out of it though, turning slightly, wrapping his arms around Jackrabbit and dropping him with a side suplex! Frost doesn’t have enough in him to go for the pin but has bought himself some time. The ref starts a ten count on both men but Jackrabbit is quick to get back to his feet. He grabs Frost who was trying to get up but gets an European upper cut for his troubles!}::}

Paco: That’s it Frost, that’s it… Enough playing around.. show these guys who’s the boss.

Miller: Did the FTF pay you off for the night? I mean your ass kissing lips are going to be crusty as hell after the night is over and done with.

{::{Frost gets to his feet and then goes for a right hand on Jackrabbit but he blocks it, spins him around and takes him down with a slide for the pin! One! two! kick out! Jackrabbit gets up and brings DeMarko Frost back up. He then lifts him up for a body slam and delivers it in the middle of the ring. He then goes to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He then jumps off, going for a senton bomb but missing as DeMarko Frost rolls out of the way. Frost then stumbles to his feet, then stumbles backwards onto Street Shark, making the tag. }::}

Miller: What a coward!

Paco: He’s not a coward! He just wanted to let Street Shark do some work! He’s tired of kicking Jackrabbit’s ass.

{::{Street Shark gets in, not before nailing Frost with a hard right hand that sends him flying to the outside! Jackrabbit stumbles to his feet only to get a big boot to the face from Street Shark! Jackrabbit holds his face in pain but Street Shark gives him no break, bringing him back up and whipping him towards the ropes.. Jackrabbit bounces off and Shark catches him, lifting him and dropping him with a sambo slam!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd after they watch him plant Jackrabbit down to the mat. Street Shark hooks the leg for the pin and the ref counts! One! two! Th.. kick out!! }::}

Miller: Oh man who close was that!?! I thought that was a three count for sure!!

Paco: Jackrabbit barely got his shoulder up… All Street Shark needs to do now is hit his finisher and good ole JR is done for sure!

{::{Street Shark gets up and drags Jackrabbit to the corner. He then climbs onto the second turnbuckle before going for a Vader bomb! He connects but with Jackrabbit’s knees as he pulled them in! Street Shark rolls off of him holding his mid section in pain… Jackrabbit uses the ropes to get up and then stumbles over to Street Shark and begins to stomp him down. He then walks over to Shark’s legs, grabs them and then flips over him, not letting go of his legs and landing on top of him for the pin! One! two! kick out! }::}

Paco: Now this is exactly Frost’s plan. Let the two rookies wear each other down and then BOOM! Come in for the easy win.

Miller: Sounds about right… FTF are all about the easy, cheap wins.

{::{Jackrabbit gets up and then picks up Street Shark. He then whips the big man towards the ropes but Street Shark reverses it, sending him to the corner. Jackrabbit jumps onto the turnbuckle though, spins around and then connects with a double axe handle smash!! Street Shark stumbles around not going down as Jackrabbit gets up and give shim a kick to the mid section. Street Shark doubles over and Jackrabbit hooks him between his legs. He then hooks both of his arms and then lifts the big man up and plants him with a double under-hook-seated-power-bomb!!! }::}

Miller: What power in the part of Jackrabbit! He picked up the big man and power-bombed him! That’s a 7 footer Paco! I can’t believe Jackrabbit was able to hit his trademark him!

Paco: Now that’s power… Holy shit that’s power.

{::{The ref makes the count! One! two! and DeMarko Frost stops the three count! The ref gets him out as Jackrabbit picks up Street Shark and hooks him for a pump handle.. He then lifts him up and delivers just that, an over the head pump handle slam! Jackrabbit goes for the pin again! One! two! and again Frost breaks the count! Jackrabbit gets up and begins exchanging blows with Frost! Jackrabbit gets the best of him and manages to clothesline him over the top, onto the outside! Jackrabbit says a few choice words to him, then turns around only to get caught by his neck! Shark has him and lifts him before choke-slamming him to hell in the middle of the ring! }::}

Paco: Choke-slam! Choke-slam! Choke-slam!

Miller: Street Shark connects with his finisher thanks to Frost’s interference!! It’s all over Paco!!

{::{Street Shark is on his knees, a bit winded but finally makes the pin! One! two! Th.. and Frost makes the save, this time, pulling Street Shark to the outside! Street Shark gets up and DeMarko Frost nails him with a right hand. Both men start to brawl as Jackrabbit stumbles to his feet, holding the back of his head in pain. He sees both men fighting and then he runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and then jumping over the top rope, going for a plancha! Frost and Shark see him coming though, and move out of the way, causing Jackrabbit to fall flat on his face! }::}

Paco: Big miss there by El Conejo Juan!!! Hahaha, I bet you he’s not laughing now!!

Miller: He’s not El Conejo Juan, he cleared that up already Paco!

{::{Frost then catches Street Shark off guard with a mafia kick right to the back of the head, taking him down to his knees. Frost then picks him up and tosses him inside the ring. Frost then grabs Jackrabbit and then lays him on the apron, and making the “tag” to allow himself in. He then picks up Street shark and then hooks him between his legs before hooking both arms. He calls for his pedigree but Street Shark manages to back body drop him!! Frost holds his lower back in pain as Street Shark stumbles around, holding his head in pain.}::}

Miller: Frost shouldn’t have been mouthing off to the fans, he lost a big opportunity there!

Paco: Don’t worry, he’ll get Shark! Believe you me, he’ll get him!

{::{Street Shark picks him up and whips him towards the ropes. Frost reverses it and Street Shark bounces off, as he does though, Jackrabbit makes the blind tag! Frost goes for a clothesline but Street Shark ducks it and as both men turn towards each other, Street Shark grabs Frost by his neck, lifts him up and plants him in the middle of the ring with a choke-slam! Street Shark is about to go for the pin but Jackrabbit turns him around, giving him a kick to the mid section and then grabbing him by his head and tights and throwing him against the corner! Shark goes right between the top and middle turnbuckles, and rams his shoulder against the steel post! He falls to the outside as Jackrabbit picks up DeMarko Frost and then whips him towards the ropes. Frost bounces off and Jackrabbit lifts him as if he was going to back body drop him but he hangs on to his legs instead! As Frost is upside down in the back of Jackrabbit, he drops down to a sit down position, ramming Frost’s head against the canvas!! Jackrabbit flips him over and makes the pin! One! two! Three!! Bell rings!! }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner via The Last Laugh!!! THE JACKRABBIT!!!

{::{The ref raises Jackrabbit’s arm in victory as the crowd boos loudly and his music plays in the background. }::}

Paco: Damn it to f’n hell… I can’t believe this shit!!

Miller: Well believe it Paco! You’re boy DeMarko just got beat by a man who shouldn’t be considered a rookie anymore!

Paco: Yeah, yeah whatever.

Miller: Bitter aren’t we?

{::{The ref helps Street Shark to the back who appears to have dislocated his shoulder. Frost is on the outside catching a breather while Jackrabbit is on the top turnbuckle, doing some silly dance. Frost seems annoyed by this and then stumbles over to Joey, taking his steel chair. Frost then slides inside the ring and gets ready for Jackrabbit, just waiting for him to come down so he can wale him.}::}

Paco: Oh this is going to be great!!

Miller: Turn around JR!!!

{::{Some of the crowd tries to warn The Jackrabbit but he’s too busy acting silly to notice… Frost appears to have had enough and is about to go after him but the lights go out! After a few brief seconds, the lights come back on and Frost swings, hitting an empty turnbuckle! Frost looks around to see The Jackrabbit standing outside laughing. Frost taunts him and begs him to come in, not even realizing that someone is behind him! }::}

Miller: Who the hell is that Paco!!

Paco: Ese, that’s….

{::{The man turns Frost around and nails Frost right between the eyes with a lead pipe right between the eyes!! Frost stumbles onto the ropes, and gets caught up in them, his arms, tangled up in the top and middle rope… The man looks at him shaking his head and then lifting the lead pipe, he brings it down across his head time and time again! }::}

Miller: Paco, who is that! Tell me!!

Paco: That’s Talon Miller!! Another GWO superstar!!

{::{Talon keeps on pummeling Frost who is now busted open big time! Jackrabbit slides inside the ring and continues his maniacal laugh… Just then you see Jack Sullivan and Killa Kali rush down the ramp… Jackrabbit grabs Talon and snaps him from the trance he was in… Both men quickly exit the ring just as the FTF slid inside. They leave through the crowd and Killa Kali begs them to come back in but they are long gone. }::}

Paco: Can you believe the audacity of these two nobodies!?! I mean is everyone forgetting who the FTF is!?!

Miller: What I see Paco is wrestlers who aren’t afraid of the FTF any more Paco. What I see is perhaps the downfall of the bullies of the ICWF… What I see, is perhaps, the rise of a new ICWF who will not put up with the FTF!!

Paco: Yeah well I see the back of my hand, which is about to bitch slap the hell out your stupid ass! Don’t give me none of that heroic drama Miller… No one can stand up to the ICWF.. Not Jackrabbit, not this punk Talon, not anyone.. The FTF rules all..

Miller: Yeah well---

Paco: I ain’t done! These punks might have forgotten who the FTF is.. but believe you me.. Killa Kali… THE World Champion along with the rest will remind everyone soon enough just who the hell they are.. I have spoken!

Miller: Wow, I can actually hear your lips cracking.. Here is some chap stick..

{::{The scene cuts to the back where we see Zimdela Brudon laying on top of a ladder face first. He is staring lovely at the ladder as he begins to caress the side of it with his right hand. Feeling it so lovingly, so delicately, so lustfully. Zimdela gets up on his knees and lets his legs fall on both sides of the ladder, therefore putting him in a straddling position. He looks down at the ladder and begins to speak.}::}

Zimdela Brudon:I want to thank you, such a beautiful thing. So nice and shiny, I can see my reflection in it. When I stare at my reflection, I realize how much I want to pleasure myself, but must come later. Lucius is on my agenda tonight. And with your help, I will do to him what I have promised, what I intended, WHAT NEEDS TO BE DONE. How can you understand, your not even alive, but he's a Sentinel, a fellow brother in Insanity, but yet, he does not treat me as an equal. In a sense he is right, I am not his equal, nowhere near being his equal. I am above him, I am far more dominant than he has wet dreams about being.

{::{He bends down and begins to lick the ladder as the fans in attendance begin to boo loudly as they watch him proceed to make out with the ladder. Brudon begins to caress the ladder even more, and begins to gyrate over it as he begins to passionately move his lips over the steel. The fans are booing even more as they are disgusted with this act of Fetishism. Brudon seems to ignore them all as he begins to speak dirty talk to it, and threatening to spank it, spank it until it did to Lucius what he wanted it to do to him. Brudon then with one swift movement lifts his head up and crashes it into the ladder and then looks up, a small hint of blood going down from his forehead. He gets a sick smile on his face as he begins to speak again amongst the boos.}::}

Zimdela Brudon: Lucius, Fellow Sentinel fuck, I wonder if your confidence is still there. Or as the moment becomes closer, and your next course in life becomes clearer, I wonder if your confidence has transformed itself into uncertainty. Well allow me to enlighten you therefore you can be certain of what to expect. I WILL HAVE MY WAY WITH YOU LUCIUS, heheheh, there you can be uncertain no longer. When I climb this ladder, when I mount the top of it and grasp the television title. I will not only have conquered the ladder, not only will I have placed myself on the top of the ladder, but I will have conquered and topped you. You want to be the leader, you claim to be the leader. So tell me mein Furher, when I dominate you, the leader, what exactly will that make me. You think about that as our match draws near, and you may be a fellow Sentinel, but tonight, prepare to be just another one of my bitches. I'll be seeing you in the ring Lucy Boy.

{::{Zimdela looks down back at the ladder and sticks his tongue out at it as he then gets up and walks off as the scene now goes back to Paco and Miller both with looks of disgust and disbelief, with the added look of amusement on Miller, as the fans are really booing and chanting PERVERT... PERVERT..... PERVERT.}::}

Paco: Will you wipe that silly grin of your face before the back of my hand wipes it for you!?!

Miller: What grin? I wasn’t grinning… I was just, uh, smiling slightly… I was having a flash back..

Paco: Uh huh… What kind of flash back?

Miller: Not quite sure… but just staring at that long tongue of Zimdela… and that hard wood… I don’t know it just---

Paco: Alright you know what!?! I think we have heard enough! Isn’t it time for the first title match or something!?!

Miller: Why yes it is.. and it involves that very man, and that very ladder!!

Paco: Oh, just f’n great.

Miller: Well fans, lets go back to Joey to watch this inner-stable match up for the Television Title!!

{::{Joey gets back in the ring, ready to do his thing again. As the crowd settles down, he speaks. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans it’s time for the next bout, and this one is the Ladder Match for the Television Championship!!!

{::{The crowd gives a mix reaction, but mostly boos are heard. A female voice is heard… “BRUDON...... OHHHH BRUDON..... OHHHHHHH BRUDON “ then the voice of Zimdela replies… “YES??????” “CUT ME BRUDON..... CUT ME!!!!!!!” she responds as “Prison Sex” begins to blare as Zimdela Brudon steps out unto the walkway. Next to him is Hope Finwood. They are both bound together with a two way dog collar. They begin to walk down the ramp hand in hand and begin to cut each other with their own nails as they head towards the ring. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… Making his way to the ring from Louisville, Kentucky. He represents The Sentinels of Insanity… Zimdela Brudon!!!

{::{ When they get down to the ring, Zimdela unhooks the two way dog collar and jumps up unto the outside apron as Hope Finwood stays on the ground and stares at his behind. Brudon then slowly enters the ring as fire comes out of the top turnbuckles. Brudon then turns around and puts up two fingers and sticks his tongue between them as he stares at Hope Finwood who returns the gesture by sucking her middle finger. The crowd boos in disgust, but then boos even louder as "Surprise! Your Dead!" by Faith No More begins to pollute the atmosphere as steady white strobe lights begin to circulate throughout the arena. Through a clouded pool of misty smoke walks Lucious Pendragon. }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Trenton, New Jersey… He represents The Sentinels of Insanity and is the current Television Champion…. Lucius Pendragon!!!

{::{ He stalls at the front of the stage and then resumes walking down the ramp and into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his hands through the jeering crowd. }::}

Paco: Hey do you mind if I go to the back and stay there until this match is over? I really don’t want to see this match!

Miller: No, you sit there and enjoy it got it? GOOD.

{::{The bell rings as both men look at each other and then up at the Television title. Zimdela smiles and Pendragon simply grabs the ropes and stretches one last time… They begin circling each other and finally they lock up. Pendragon right away applies a headlock and wrenches on it hard, dropping Zimdela to one knee before coming back up.. Zimdela tries to get out of it by pushing Pendragon to the ropes but Pendragon hangs on, taking Zimdela down to the mat with it. Zimdela slaps the mat in frustrating and Pendragon tightens his grip. }::}

Paco: Well this is different… I was expecting these two degenerates to start off by slapping each other’s ass, then maybe play stripperella or something.

Miller: These guys might have some very interesting and unorthodox lives outside of the ICWF.. But in the ring, both, all ICWF superstars are one thing… Wrestlers.. .and they are some of the best.

{::{Zimdela tries to reach for the ropes but then decides to go for the reversal instead and manages to finally slip of Pendragon’s grip and turns the hold into a painkiller! Pendragon holds his head in pain and quickly slides to the outside, getting out of the hold. Zimdela follows him though and as Pendragon is walking away Zimdela turns him around and nails him with a hard right hand! Another! Another! One more! Pendragon is rocking and Zimdela then delivers a drop hold, causing Pendragon to smack his face against the floor mat. }::}

Paco: Oh man, Pendragon might have lost some teeth after that one.

Miller: During the whole week these two raped each other verbally. For someone who does not know who they are, they would have thought they were heated rivals.

{::{Zimdela gets up and then drops an elbow on the back of his head. Zimdela then grabs Pendragon by his head and then rubs his face all of the floor mat! He then gets up and brings Pendragon back up only to give him a kick to the gut, hook him by his head and drop him with a face buster!! Zimdela gets back up and doesn’t waste any more time, looking under the ring and taking out a ladder! He stands it up and then throws it inside the ring. He then is about to get in himself but Pendragon reaches for him, grabbing his foot. }::}

Miller: Zimdela is all over the Television Champion, showing no mercy…

Paco: Yeah.. It’s like you were saying earlier.. These guys are stable-mates but they sure do hate each other… They might try to wave it off after this match is over and done with, but we all know.. There is hate there ese.

{::{Zimdela kicks him off but then hops down to continue the punishment. He picks him only to get an uppercut right to the chin for his troubles! Zimdela stumbles backwards as Pendragon gets up and nails him with a kick to the mid section followed by a hard right hand! Zimdela drops to one knee and Pendragon grabs him by his hair and arm and throws him against the steel steps! Zimdela hits hard shoulder first, splitting the steps in two… Pendragon walks over and begins to stomp the hell out of his stablemates. }::}

Miller: There is definitely hate there Paco and I really doubt these two will be able to go back to being stable-mates.

Paco: Yeah, Kali and Titan 3 have faced off before… Former HOP members have faced off.. But non share the words these two shared..

{::{He then brings him back up and lifts him for a body slam, no he drops him chest first across the guard rail instead! Zimdela holds his chest in pain and Pendragon brings him back up, and this time lifts him into a gorilla press! He holds him for a few seconds before letting him go and dropping him on his knee, chest first!!! Zimdela kicks around and is in serious pain.. Pendragon starts stomping on his chest, adding insult to injury. Pendragon then picks him back up, and noticing the ladder inside the ring, he throws him inside. }::}

Paco: Earlier today you talked about the demise of the FTF… Well we all know that’s not happening.. But I think we are watching the demise already of the Sentinels of Insanity…

Miller: Well one of these men will have to leave it for sure.. Or for all we know, Draco and Casanova might side with either one, and the Sentinels might even split down the middle.

{::{Pendragon goes inside the ring and then picks up Zimdela, hooking him for a suplex, lifting him up, holding him there for a few seconds before dropping him right onto the ladder!! Zimdela rolls off of it, holding his lower back in pain… Pendragon brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes… Brudon bounces off and Pendragon sends him flying with a back body drop, right onto the ladder! Zimdela is really hurting and rolls to the outside. Pendragon grabs the ladder and stands it up. }::}

Miller: and just like that it could be all over for Zimdela Brudon…

Paco: He took two nasty falls onto the steel ladder. Guess he’s not licking that one huh?

{::{Pendragon starts to climb it as Zimdela gets up on the outside holding his lower back. He sees Pendragon climbing the ladder and he slides inside the ring… He then gets behind Pendragon and then grabs the bottom rung of the ladder, lifting it up causing it to tilt forward sending Pendragon crushing onto the turnbuckle! Zimdela grabs the ladder, folding it up and as Pendragon leans against the turnbuckle facing the crowd, Zimdela rams it again his lower back! Pendragon drops to his knees and Zimdela rams the ladder against him again, this time, to the back of his head! }::}

Paco: Oh man Zimdela is not holding anything back.. You notice he’s not doing any of his usual sexual stuff?

Miller: He sure isn’t, he’s focused for this match up… He wants to beat Pendragon, and beat him good.

{::{Zimdela grabs the ladder and leans it against the corner now. He then picks up Pendragon and whips him towards the ladder! Pendragon crashes against it. He drops to his knees and is really feeling it and Zimdela grabs him, hooking him for a suplex. He then lifts him up and then drops him forward, onto the ladder! Pendragon slides down the ladder and appears out… Zimdela grabs the ladder and sets it in the middle of the ring now. He then opens it up and begins to climb it slowly, looking up at the Television title every now and then.}::}

Paco: Well a minute ago we thought it was Pendragon’s match to win, now it’s the other way around.

Miller: Yeah, it just show how much these two know each other.

{::{As he gets half way up he notices that Pendragon is getting up and he stops… He then turns his back to the ladder and waits for Pendragon to make it to his feet. When he does he jumps off, going for a double axe handle smash but Pendragon breaks it, grabbing Zimdela by his throat with both hands! Pendragon then lifts him and throws him against the ladder, knocking it down! Pendragon stumbles backwards but then stumbles forward, grabbing Zimdela up and lifting him up with another gorilla press… Except that this time he drops him right onto the ladder! }::}

Miller: Good grief Pendragon is showing no mercy much like Zimdela hasn’t!!

Paco: It’s all about the Television title, so if they have to break each other up to get it.. then that’s exactly what they will do.

{::{Zimdela holds his lower back in pain as Pendragon grabs the ladder and stands it up against the corner. He then picks up Zimdela and leans him against the ladder… He then goes to the opposite corner before charging at him, going for a spear and connecting, crushing Zimdela!! Pendragon stumbles to his feet, holding his shoulder in pain as Zimdela simply drops down to the mat… Pendragon grabs the ladder and opens it up.. He then starts to climb it slowly but tries to pick up the pace as he gets higher… }::}

Paco: Back and forth, back and forth… I just can’t call this one Miller.

Miller: I can’t either, it’s been pretty even so far, and just when you think one is about to take the lead, the other one takes it away from him.

{::{Zimdela starts to come around and as he looks up, he sees Pendragon past the half way point of the ladder. He gets to his feet, and as Pendragon tries to reach for the tile Pendragon nails the ladder with a big boot, tipping it over and sending Pendragon onto the ropes where he is hung out to dry! Zimdela grabs the ladder, folding it shut. He then lifts it up above his head, walks over to Pendragon and then brings it down hard across his back! He then lays the ladder in the middle of the ring, pulls Pendragon off the ropes, hooking him by the side, lifting him and dropping him with a side suplex onto the ladder! }::}

Paco: You know, this match hasn’t been half bad… I’m glad I decided to stay and watch it.

Miller: Told you it was going to be good!

{::{Pendragon holds the back of his head in pain as Zimdela gets up and brings him back up. He then hooks him for a suplex, lifting him up and dropping him with a front face one, dropping him right on top of the ladder! Pendragon holds his mid section in pain now… Zimdela drags the ladder from under Pendragon and then places Pendragon’s leg in between the ladder. Zimdela then goes to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He then jumps off, delivering a leg drop onto the ladder, crushing Pendragon’s leg! }::}

Miller: Zimdela Brudon is breaking Pendragon down!!

Paco: Yeah, first the face, then the back, the mid section and now the leg… Pendragon might end up a cripple after this one!

{::{Zimdela picks up Pendragon and throws him on the corner… He then grabs the ladder and places it right in front of him… Zimdela then goes to the opposite side and then takes a running charge at the ladder, but as he does, Pendragon shoves the ladder, slamming it into the running Zimdela!! The ladder falls down to the middle of the ring Zimdela stumbles backwards onto the corner as Pendragon grabs him, hooks him by one arm and drops him with a single arm DDT onto the ladder! Zimdela right away clutches his arm in pain as Pendragon takes a quick breather. }::}

Paco: What the hell was Zimdela thinking on that one Miller? He lost all the momentum he had built!

Miller: I think he wanted to sandwich Pendragon in between the turnbuckles and the ladder with a splash but obviously, it didn’t work.

{::{Pendragon gets up and picks up the ladder. He holds it up vertically and then begins to ram the top rung against Zimdela’s arm time and time again! Zimdela tries to roll out of the way more than one time, and finally rolls to the outside. Pendragon tosses the ladder to the side and then steps outside. He grabs Zimdela who was down to one knee and nails him with a couple of heavy right hands before throwing him against the guard rail! Zimdela hits, bad shoulder first and right away falls down to the floor mat. }::}

Miller: This match up is getting more brutal as the minutes go by.. I think Zimdela might have a separated shoulder.

Paco: That’s how you can tell the different between a champion, and a chump… Zimdela tried to work different parts of Pendragon’s body while Pendragon has only been working that arm and shoulder.. Clearly, he’s had more success than Zimdela ese.

{::{Pendragon stomps on Zimdela a few times before sliding inside the ring, grabbing the ladder and opening it up, but then laying it down on it’s side. He then goes back outside, grabbing Zimdela and throwing him inside the ring. He goes back in himself and picks up Zimdela. He then hooks him for a suplex, a fisherman’s suplex! He turns his back to the ladder and then lifts Zimdela up, and brings him down hard on the ladder, bending it badly!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious suplex is delivered. }::}

Miller: Pendragon connects with is trademark in the worst way there! He picked up the nearly 300 pound man with easy and suplexed him right onto the ladder!

Paco: Yeah but now Pendragon has to go outside and use another ladder because that one is no good.. Much like Brudon’s back after that move!

{::{Brudon rolls off the ladder, holding his back in pain as Pendragon grabs, the ladder, but then notices the ladder is bent. He curses as he tosses it aside, and then goes outside to get another one. He looks under the ring and takes out a wooden ladder. He slides it inside the ring and then goes in himself. He then stands it up and places it right on top of Zimdela, so the bottom rung is right on Zimdela’s throat! Pendragon begins to climb as Zimdela struggles with the ladder but Pendragon’s waist is too much for him to lift from the position he is in! }::}

Paco: It is all over right here Miller, there is no way Zimdela can get out of this one!

Miller: It sure looks that way.. He can’t tilt the ladder or tip or anything.. It’s only a matter of time that bottom rung chokes him completely too!

{::{Pendragon is half way up the ladder and Zimdela continues to struggle with the ladder.. He then pulls his legs up, and begins to kick the other side of the ladder. It shakes and Pendragon nearly falls off but manages to hang on and continues climbing. Zimdela keeps kicking the wooden ladder and manages to break off a rung off of it.. The ladder shakes more and Pendragon again nearly falls off. He reaches the second to last rung, and reaches up for the title! As he does though, Zimdela gives one last hard mule kick to the other side of the ladder, breaking it off! Pendragon falls forward, flipping in mid air and landing hard on his back! }::}

Paco: Holy shit! I guess that’s one way to get out of it!!

Miller: Pendragon almost had his title in his grasp! He could touch with his finger tips but Zimdela does the unthinkable there, breaking the ladder!

{::{Zimdela stumbles to his feet, coughing as he holds his throat.. He actually manages a smile as he rubs his throat. He then picks up Pendragon and throws him against the corner. He then walks over, lifting him up into a bear hug.. Zimdela then turns his back to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He then licks Lucius’ chest which brings boos from the crowd and then delivers an inverted atomic drop from the second turnbuckle!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as Pendragon bounces off Zimdela’s knees and lands hard on the mat, holding his jewels in pain. }::}

Paco: I’ve said it once, and I’m going to keep on saying.. That is the most painful atomic drop I have ever seen…

Miller: That move can definitely make a man cough up his testicles, that’s for sure!

{::{Zimdela slides to the outside and then looks under the ring, taking out yet another ladder, this one a metal one. He slides it inside the ring, stands it up and then begins to climb it.. Just as he gets half way up the ladder, someone comes from the crowd.. The crowd cheers loudly recognizing the man as the masked Brand Frontier!! He slides inside the ring behind Zimdela Brudon. As Zimdela gets close to the top of the ladder, Brand Frontier climbs up the ladder, turns his back to Zimdela and hooks him with a crucifix.. Zimdela tries to get out of it but Frontier jumps off the ladder, delivering a crucifix power-bomb!! }::}

Paco: and Frontier strikes again!!! 2 down, 1 to go Miller!!

Miller: He tried to screw Steel out of his win earlier.. Now he’s trying to screw Zimdela out of the Television title! Will he do it!?!

Paco: Hell I think so! That was a hell of a crucifix power-bomb off the ladder!

Miller: Sure was.. And there he goes, back through the crowd.. What an impact he has made so far!!

{::{Frontier hops to the outside and just like Miller said, leaves through the crowd. Pendragon stumbles to his feet holding his jewels in pain.. He looks at Zimdela who is folded up like an accordion and just shrugs… He then stumbles over to the ladder and begins to climb it.. Zimdela looks up and sees Pendragon climbing across from him… He crawls over to the ladder and begins to climb the other side.. Pendragon is at the half way point as Zimdela pulls himself up using the ladder and begins to climb it himself! }::}

Paco: Zimdela took Frontier’s power-bomb but the vato is back up, now that says something! I don’t know what, but it says something.

Miller: It says that he’s tough, and he’s not going to let an interference ruing his chances of winning the Television Title!

{::{Pendragon again reaches the second to last rung, and then reaches for the Television Title.. he grabs it! He starts to pull on it, hoping to get it off but Zimdela catches up to him and nails him with a hard punch to the mid section.. Pendragon doubles over and Zimdela climbs up one more rung and grabs him by his head. He then goes for a right hand but Pendragon blocks it and then gives Brudon a rake to the eyes. He then grabs him, lifting him up and body slamming him off the ladder!!! Pendragon looses his balance though and falls off the ladder as well!! }::}

Miller: and we’re back to square one Paco!!

Paco: We sure are, just when you think this match is about to be over.. One of these two hits the rewind button!

{::{Pendragon slides to the outside and holds his back in pain. He then gets up and grabs the two pieces of the broken down table. He then places one end on the ring apron and the other on the guard rail, making a bridge.. .He then slides back inside, gets to his feet and tells the crowd that’s it! He gets ready for Zimdela who is stumbling to his feet with his back to Pendragon.. Eventually he gets up, turns towards Pendragon and he gives him a kick to the mid section. Brudon doubles over and Pendragon hooks him for a suplex and gets him up.. Pendragon stumbles a bit as he tries to get Zimdela closer to the ropes but then Zimdela manages to turn slightly, breaking free and falling behind Pendragon! Pendragon turns around and Zimdela lifts him into a bear hug and then takes a running start, and rams him against the corner! Zimdela then lifts Pendragon up, placing him on the top turnbuckle.. He then climbs it to the very top and pulls Pendragon up.. He lifts him up and drops him to the outside with a release spine-buster!! Pendragon goes through the wooden ladder he himself sat up, shattering it to pieces!! Zimdela hops down from the corner and then turns towards the ladder.. He stumbles over and then begins to climb it.. As he does the crowd begins to boo.. The camera focuses on Pendragon on the outside who is knocked out, not moving a muscle! Zimdela is almost at the top and reaches for the Television title, he grabs it.. He gives it a few yanks and finally gets it off!! The bell rings and the crowd continues booing. }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner…. AND THE NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW….. TELEVISION CHAMPION!!!! ZIMDELA BRUDON!!!

{::{Zimdela sits on the top rung as he throws the title over his shoulder… }::}

Paco: And the first champion of the night has been dethroned Miller, and look by whom, a perverted freak!!

Miller: A very good perverted freak! He pushed his stable-mate to the limit just like his stable-mate did to him, and in the end, he was able to pull off the win..

Paco: Oh what the hell is he doing now? Is he grinding on the ladder? F’n gross man.. Don’t show that! Let’s go to a commercial or something..

Miller: We can’t go to commercial, we’re live at a pay per view! That’s it, work that ladder, work it, WORK IT!!

{::{Thankfully the image shifts to the hallways in the back of the arena, slowly moving down the hallway, as if walking, before coming upon the crouched form of Casanova, kneeling, looking at something off camera, and taking pictures. }::}

Paco: What the hell?

Miller: I’m getting a bad feeling about this…

Paco: That’s cuz you still playing with your f’n crotch! Stop it you f’k!

Miller: What? Oh whoops.. hehe, it must have slipped down there..

{::{The camera flashes, as Casanova takes another picture, while our camera moves closer, almost turning the corner to see what Casanova is photographing. }::}

Casanova: Mmm, I like that look of hate. Do it again, come on, baby…

{::{The camera moves closer, close enough to see a horrifying sight around the corner, that is holding Casanova’s interest so intently. Kim Sullivan, the younger sister of Jack Sullivan, is chained, crucifix style, to a chain link fence in the wider section of the hallway. She is struggling, glaring furiously at Casanova, but unable to do anything due to her chains and the duct tape over her mouth. Her right eye is swollen almost shut and dark colored, and there are bruises all over her arms. }::}

Miller: This is just disgustingly sick!

Paco: The Sentinels are all sick bastards, thought you knew that already!

{::{Casanova notices the camera approaching, and moves close to Kim, leaning against her, opening his mouth and baring his fangs over her neck, before turning, wrapping an arm around her head, revealed to be holding a nasty looking knife to her throat. He grins widely at her struggles and alarm, before sliding his tongue against her throat, and turning toward the camera. }::}

Casanova: Jack…I’ve been waiting for tonight for so long…I can almost taste the victory…much like I can almost taste your sweet little sister, here. She’s a cutie, Jack…I wouldn’t have any compulsions about tearing her apart as slowly and painfully as possible…in every way possible. Consider this just a little motivation for our match, Sully baby. Or maybe just another “Sentinel mind game,” the likes of which you despise so much. Well, you know what, Jack? They’re only mind games to you, and anyone else against us. To the Sentinels…it’s just what we do. See you soon, Jack…

{::{Casanova turns back to Kim, and kisses her on the forehead, then cheek, before stepping away slowly. }::}

Casanova: Better hope Jack gets back here after our match before I do, honey…or I’ll show you all new meanings to the words “ecstasy” and “agony,” all at the same time. Don’t go anywhere, I’ll be back soon enough…

{::{Casanova blows her a kiss, before stepping off camera. }::}

Miller: That was simply disgusting, on a whole new level, what Casanova’s done to Jack Sullivan’s sister! And what he will do if he gets back there before Sullivan gets to her after their match!

Paco: Shit like this makes me need more tequila…

Miller: What? Don’t tell me you enjoyed it!?

Paco: Hell nah I didn’t! Now had she been nude, maybe…

Miller: Paco!!!

Paco: What? I’m just saying.. Sully’s sister is hell-a-hot and I wouldn’t mind seeing the goods!

Miller: Just when I think you can sink any lower, you dig yourself six feet deeper.. Can someone go free Sullivan’s sister please? The poor child.

Paco: Sure, everyone lets go save her so we can become vampire food.

Miller: Someone has to do something…

Paco: Let’s just move on man.. we got a pay per view to do…

Miller: Fine.. let me gather my notes here.. As you may remember fans, Angel had a minor medical problem this past week...

Paco: Minor medical problem!? That crazy vato tried to off himself!

Miller: Ok, so it wasn't minor, but that isn't the point. Remember how he said he would be giving a bed side interview to update us on his condition? Well it's that time….

{::{The feed changes to Angel's hospital room but we do not see Angel, we do see however a trashed hospital room with several unconscious doctors lying on the floor. The bed where Angel should be laying has been flipped on it's side and one of the lights in the ceiling is busted. The feed switches back to Paco and Miller.}::}

Miller: What a mess!!

Paco: That was a great interview!

Miller: Shut up, does that mean that Angel is here tonight? Is he going to wrestle?

Paco: It’s like you always say Miller… Lets go to Joey and find out!!!

{::{Joey gets inside the ring and speaks. }::}

Joey Styles: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the European Championship!!

{::{The opening riffs of “Mouth For War” begin to belt over the public announce system and the fans know that something big is about to happen. The build up riff opens up and the lights dim. Suddenly Pyro goes off as the main riff begins and in the entrance way stands Justin Taylor. }::}

Joey StylesIntroducing first, the challenger… From Chicago, Illinois… “Hard to the Core” Justin Taylor!!!

{::{ He walks down to the ring and rolls under the bottom rope and walks to the corner. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and raises his fists to the crowd then drops to the canvas and sits in the corner awaiting 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. }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, from Seattle, Washington…. He represents The Terror Corps and is the European Champion… Angel!!!

{::{Angel does not appear and the music stops.}::}

Joey Styles: I said representing The Terror Corps... and is the European Champion… Angel!!!

{::{Angel's music begins to play once again but he still does not come out. Joey shrugs his shoulders and Justin Taylor takes the mic from him. }::}

Justin Taylor: Look we all know that that whacko isn't going to show up after what he did to himself this past week. Go ahead and declare me the winner via forfeit motherfuckers!

{::{The ref shrugs and goes to raise Taylor's hand as "Perfect Insanity" begins to play again. Taylor looks irate and is about to speak once again when an ambulance pulls onto the entry ramp with Angel at the wheel! He revs the engine twice before driving it all the way down to the ring! He gets out of the ambulance and stands on it, revealing a heavily bandaged arm.. He looks at Taylor, daring him to bring it on. A second ref runs out from the back and motions for Joey to lean down so he can tell him something. Joey nods his head and grabs the mic back from Taylor. }::}

Joey Styles: Ladies and Gentlemen ODJ has made his stipulation choice for this match, and he feels that if Angel is going to drive an ambulance down to his damn ring that these two will be having.... A STRETCHER MATCH!!! To win a man must get his opponent down for a 10 count and then attach them to the stretcher inside of the ambulance and then load them into the ambulance!

Miller: Wow an Ambulance Match Paco for the European Championship!!

Paco: ODJ is awesome!!

{::{As Taylor argues with the ref Angel jumps from the ambulance onto the top rope and then takes Taylor down with a flying clothesline! Angel gets on top of him and then begins to pound him with heavy right hands! He then brings him up and whips him towards the ropes. Taylor bounces off and Angels sends him flying with a back body drop! Taylor gets up right away, holding his lower back in pain and then turns towards Angel who nails him with a drop kick! Taylor falls down hard and quickly slides to the outside to regroup. }::}

Miller: Angel has come out on fire Paco, but you have to wonder just what kind of a shape is he in!?! Is he 100%?

Paco: I don’t think he is.. You also have to wonder just who is behind the wheel, is it Angel, or one of his many personalities?!

{::{Taylor is down on all fours on the outside as Angel gets closer to the ropes. He grabs the top rope with both hands and waits for Taylor. When he gets up, Angel uses the ropes to pull himself over them and connects with plancha on Taylor! Angel gets up and throws his arms up, getting a small pop from the crowd. Angel brings Taylor back up only to bring him back down with a body slam! Angel stomps on him a few times before hoping back on the apron and going to the corner of the ring. He then turns back towards Taylor, runs along the age then jumps off and connects with a senton bomb! }::}

Paco: Damn ese, Angel is whipping Taylor’s ass!!

Miller: He wants revenge for Taylor’s betrayal and by gosh he’s getting it!

{::{Angel gets up and stomps on Taylor a few more times before bringing him back up and whipping him towards the guard rail. Taylor somehow reverses it and Angel hits hard! He comes stumbling towards Taylor who nails him with a kick to the mid section, hooks him and drops him with a snap suplex! Angel holds his back in pain and stays down as Taylor sits up and tries to shake off any cobwebs he may have. He then gets to his feet and brings Angel up only to nail him with a couple of right hands followed by a knee to the mid section. }::}

Miller: Taylor is slowly but surely coming back on this match up.

Paco: Yeah, Angel has had his fun, now it’s Taylor’s turn.

{::{Angel doubles over and Taylor applies a gut wrench before delivering a gut wrench suplex! Angel doubles over even more now, as his back is taking some serious punishment. Taylor gets up and stomps on him hard before bringing him up and whipping him towards the ring post, Angel hits hard and bounces off down to the mat. Taylor smiles and then argues with some fans in the ring area. Angel tries to get up and Taylor waits for him.. Angel gets up and turns only to be run over by Taylor with a running forearm right to his forehead! }::}

Miller: You got to give Angel a lot of credit. He’s fighting in this match up after nearly losing his life!

Paco: I’m not going to give that loser any credit.. He was the one trying to take his own damn life! Screw him!

{::{Taylor picks up Angel and then slams him against the guard rail. Angel drops to his knees but Taylor brings him back up, lifts him onto his shoulder and then drops him chest first onto the guard rail! Angel is coughing badly as he clutches his chest in pain. Taylor brings him back up and then takes him around the corner before whipping him towards the Ambulance. Angel crashes against it and Taylor charges at him but Angel puts his boot up, nailing him on the chest. Taylor stumbles backwards and Angel then grabs him by his head and tights and slams him against the passenger side window of the ambulance, shattering it!! }::}

Paco: Holy shit ese, he just busted that window with Taylor’s head! I heard he was hard headed, but damn ese!

Miller: Just like that Angel takes control of the match up and I’m not sure if Taylor is going to be able to beat the ten count...

{::{Angel pulls Taylor out the window and Taylor falls down to the floor, blood oozing out of his forehead… Angel looks at the ref and tells him to count Taylor down… The ref does, and the crowd counts along… As they reach five, Taylor starts showing signs of life, and begins to pull himself up using the ring apron.. As he sits up, Angel begins stomping him back down! Taylor is flat on his back and Angel tell the ref to count him down again.. He starts, but once again as he reaches five, Taylor begins to get up. }::}

Miller: Angel is going to have to do more to Taylor if he wants to keep him down for the 10 count…

Paco: Yeah, I didn’t label Taylor Hard to the Core for nothing.. That’s one of the toughest men to come out of Chicago..

{::{Angel grabs Taylor by his bloody head and pulls him up. He nails him with a few knife edge chops before whipping him towards the ambulance. Taylor hits face first and stumbles backwards, right onto Angel who wraps his arms around Taylor’s, applying a full nelson! Taylor tries to get out of it, but before he can, Angel places one of his legs in front of him and then delivers a front face full nelson slam! Angel gets up and then hops inside the ring. He then stands up and uses the ropes to jump over them and comes down on Taylor with a guillotine leg drop! }::}

Paco: I hate Angel but I gotta give it to him.. Never thought a pussy willow from Seattle, Washington could take a fight to a tough bastard from Chicago.

Miller: Did you just call Angel a pussy willow? What in the hell?

{::{Angel gets to his feet and once again tells the ref to count him… he does and the crowd counts along. He reaches five and Taylor doesn’t move, six… seven and finally Taylor shows signs of life, pulling himself up to a sitting position using the ring apron. Angel curses and then nails him with a kick to the back of the head! He then picks him up and hooks him for a suplex! Angel gets him up, no, Taylor blocks it and instead he lifts Angel for a suplex, suplexing him onto the hood of the Ambulance! Angel hits hard and slides down, falling down to he floor mat as Taylor drops to his knees, finally catching a breather. }::}

Miller: Taylor has lost a lot of blood and it could be taking a toll on his body Paco.

Paco: Well if I know Taylor the way I know Taylor, he’ll make a comeback.. I don’t care if all he has left is a pint of blood after it’s all said and done.

{::{Taylor wipes the blood off of his face and then stumbles to his feet. Angel is getting up himself when Taylor comes over and gives him a hard kick to the mid section that would make Martin Gramatica proud! Angel doubles over in pain and Taylor brings him back up, hooks him for a gut-buster and delivers it, dropping Angel across his knee. Taylor then starts to stomp on his head and shoulders before bringing Angel back up and tossing him inside the ring. He then goes in himself and picks up Angel. }::}

Paco: You know Angel might be the European champion but the crowd is split between these two!

Miller: Yeah, half want Angel to remain their champion.. The other half want Justin Taylor to represent them.

{::{Taylor whips Angel towards the ropes. He bounces off and Taylor sends him flying with a back body drop onto the hood of the ambulance! It dents badly under Angel’s weight and Taylor then goes to the corner. He climbs onto the second turnbuckle then onto the third! He throws his arms up alas “Macho Man” Randy Savage before jumping off and connecting with a flying elbow right to the heart of Angel!! Both men fall off the ambulance onto the floor, but obviously Angel getting the worst of it. }::}

Miller: Great move there by Justin Taylor there, who is not known for his high flying moves!

Paco: Taylor simply doesn’t give a f’k Miller. He will do whatever it takes to win.

{::{Taylor stumbles to his feet but Angel stays down and Taylor tells the ref to count him. The ref starts the ten count, but that seems to wake up Angel who starts to get up after the ref reaches three… Taylor shoves the ref out of the way and then kicks Angel right on the face… Taylor then brings him back up and tosses him inside the ring… He goes in himself and then brings Angel up, hooking him between his legs. He then lifts him up for a power-bomb, spins around and power-bombs Angel to the outside, right onto the windshield of the Ambulance, shattering it!! }::}

Paco: F’k yeah ese!! Now that’s what I’m talking about!!! WOOOOO! I’ll drink to that one!!

Miller: Brutal power-bomb by Taylor on Angel, right into the windshield… Angel might not be able to beat the ten count now.

{::{Taylor smiles from inside the ring and then goes to the outside, jumping onto the hood of the ambulance. He pulls Angel off the windshield and tosses him onto the floor. Taylor tells the ref to count as he gets inside the ambulance through the front of the ambulance. The ref is counting, reaching three on the count and Angel not moving yet. The back doors of the ambulance swing open and Taylor slides out the stretcher… The ref reaches five and Angel starts to move.. he rolls on his stomach an pushes himself up to his knees. }::}

Paco: Taylor has the stretcher Miller, I sense the end of Angel’s sorry title reign!!

Miller: Maybe… But Taylor hasn’t noticed that Angel is up!!

{::{Taylor brings the stretcher around, but as he does, he gets surprised by Angel who clotheslines him down to the mat!! Angel holds his lower back in pain as he starts a stomp-a-thon all over Taylor’s chest! He then brings him up and tosses him inside the ring. He goes in himself but Taylor surprises him with a rake to the eyes.. Taylor then whips towards the ropes. Reversal by Angel, Taylor bounces off and Angel takes him down with a drop toe hold! He then gets up, grabs Taylor’s right leg and applies an ankle lock!! }::}

Miller: Angel has his trademark locked Paco!! The ropes can’t save Taylor, the ref can’t save him, tapping out won’t save him! If he passes out from the pain, that’s it, is all over!!

Paco: Calm down Miller before you blow your oval ring! I know what’s a stake… C’mon Taylor don’t lose to this bitch puto de mierda!!!

{::{The ref gets inside the ring and looks on as Taylor holds his head in pain. He begins to crawl over to the ropes, Angel tries to hold him off but Taylor manages to grab them! The ref just looks on and shrugs.. Taylor pulls and yanks on the ropes but to no avail.. Angel then drags him back to the middle of the ring and Taylor starts to tap out! Again the ref just shakes his head.. Half of the European crowd is cheering while the other half is chanting Taylor’s name.. Taylor stops tapping down as the pain has gotten to be too much! }::}

Paco: I think he’s a goner Miller!!

Miller: Sure looks that way, Angel is going to retain!!

{::{The ref goes to check on Taylor, lifts his arm and it drops… He’s out… Angel lets go of the leg and it simply drops limp. The ref begins the ten count as Angel slides to the outside and grabs the stretcher Taylor was bringing over.. He extends it all the way up, so it’s right in line with the ring. Angel then gets back inside the ring and simply waits as the ref counts… five… six…. Seven… and Taylor moves! Angel shakes his head not believing his eyes… Eight and Taylor sits up then falls onto the middle ropes, which hold him up!}::}

Paco: How in the hell did Taylor manage to get to his knees Miller? He was out! Out like a light!!

Miller: I have no idea.. That’s one mystery we as announcers will never get to find out about wrestlers…

{::{Angel walks over to Taylor and begins to kick him on his lower back. He then picks up Taylor, turns him around and lifts him for a body slam! Taylor breaks free though, falling behind him and rolling Angel up for the pin! No, Taylor breaks it, flipping Angel over and hooking him with his version of the edge-ucation submission!!! The crowd who was cheering Angel is now booing loudly and the other half is going wild! }::}

Paco: He turned it on Angel miller! Now he’s got him locked on his trademark submission!!

Miller: I guess Taylor is hard to the core and then some Paco!! He’s endure Angel’s submission, and now is returning the favor! He’s now putting Angel to the test!!

{::{The ref looks on As Angel tries to reach for the ropes but to no avail, Taylor is not letting him go anywhere! Angel starts tapping but again, to no avail.. Taylor gets to his knees and lifts up his arms, making the submission more painful on Angel’s lower back! Angel starts to fade and the ref looks on.. Angel is not moving now and Taylor quickly breaks the hold, perhaps too quickly… He tells the ref to start counting and he does.. Half of the crowd counts along while the other half boos.. The ref reaches the half way point and still no movement from Angel.. Taylor throws his hair back and reveals his sick smile behind the crimson mask he wears… }::}

Paco: What a sick look Taylor has right now.. The blood covering his whole face, that smile.. It’s so deliciously evil!! I love it!!

Miller: Taylor is a bad mamma jamma that’s for sure.. and he could have just earned himself an European Title!

{::{The ref reaches seven and just like Taylor before him, Angel starts to come to life.. Taylor shakes his head no, as Angel gets on all fours.. eight shouts the ref but an impatient Taylor shoves him out of the way and drops an elbow on Angel’s lower back. Taylor then picks up Angel and gives him a kick to the mid section. He then goes for a stunner but Angel shoves him to the ropes. Taylor bounces off and Angel goes for a clothesline but he misses as Taylor ducks it. Taylor then turns him around and whips him towards the corner where Angel hits hard! }::}

Paco: Now Angel shows us just have bad he is… He took Taylor’s finisher, he tapped to it, he passed out from it, and he still got up!

Miller: It is unbelievable just what these two wrestlers are doing against each other!!

{::{Taylor goes to the opposite side and then charges at Angel, going for a splash but as he is in mid air, Angel nails him with a kick to the chest! Taylor stumbles backwards, falling down. Angel hops onto the second turnbuckle, and as Taylor gets back up, Angel jumps off and spears him from the second turnbuckle!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious spear.. Angel gets up and then brings Taylor back, throwing him across his shoulders… He then goes to the corner, and climbs it with Taylor still on his shoulders.. He gets to the top turnbuckle and jump off right away, delivering a DVD off the top!! }::}

Miller: Fall From Grace! Fall From Grace! Justin Taylor has just fallen from grace!!

Paco: Will you stop spitting and screaming in my ear!? F’n bastard, I saw it! I saw it!

{::{Angel stumbles to his feet, holding his head in pain… He tells the ref to count him… The ref starts and the crowd counts along… One… Two… Three… Four…. Five… Taylor has yet to move… Six… Seven… Taylor rolls on his stomach! Angel shakes his head not believing Taylor moved… Eight… Taylor pushes himself up to his knees… Nine! And Taylor stumbles to his feet some how, barely beating the count… Taylor stumbles around, obviously dazed and confused and he walks right onto Angel who lifts him onto his shoulders again! }::}

Miller: How is Just Taylor still standing? How could he possible bounce from Angel’s finisher!?!

Paco: I don’t know, but I don’t think bouncing from it did him any good, he just walked right into another one!

{::{Angel starts to head for the corner but this time Taylor breaks free, falling behind Angel! Angel turns around and Taylor gives him a kick to the gut followed by a stunner!! Angel stumbles backwards and falls through the ropes to the outside!! Taylor is down, breathing heavily.. He rolls to the outside falling flat on his back, almost next to Angel… The ref, seeing both men down starts the 10 count… That seems to wake both men as both start to try to get up.. The ref reaches four and Taylor beats Angel to his feet… }::}

Miller: neither men is willing to give the other an inch Paco… When will this match end!?!

Paco: I think this one will end once one of them kills the other… Hopefully it’s Angel that gets smoked!

{::{Taylor stumbles around as Angel finally gets up. Angel then goes for a wild right on Taylor but Taylor ducks it, then hooks Angel and drops him with a flowing DDT!! “OOOOH” is heard from the crowd as Angel is planted… Taylor crawls away from him and tells the ref to count him. As he does, Taylor uses the guard rail to get up… The ref reaches four on the count… five… six… half of the crowd counts along… seven… and Angel sits up, alas Undertaker! Taylor shakes his head not believing his eyes.. Eight and Angel gets to his feet.. He turns towards Taylor who jumps onto him and drops him with another flowing DDT!! Taylor gets up a bit faster now and then shoves the ref towards Angel, telling him to count… The ref does and now the crowd looks on, almost all of them counting alone… he reaches four…. Five…. Six…. Seven… eight… Angel starts to move!! Nine… but can’t get up… ten!!! Taylor quickly moves in, picking Angel up and throwing him on top of the stretcher… He then tights him up and then wheels him towards the back of the ambulance… he opens the door and slides Angel inside! He then closes the door and the ref calls for the bell. }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner….. and the NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW….. EUROPEAN CHAMPION!!! “HARD TO THE CORE” JUSTIN TAYLOR!!!

{::{The crowd is again split as the ref raises Taylor’s arm in victory then hands him his newly won title… }::}

Paco: F’n A!! That’s what I’m talking about! New Champion baby!!!

Miller: Well Taylor finally defeats Angel but it wasn’t easy, it took a lot for Taylor to defeat Angel!

Paco: Of course it wasn’t easy, but Taylor found a way to do it, and that’s all that matters! I bet you Angel tries to kill himself again!!

Miller: Paco!

Paco: Or he’ll probably just blame one of his personalities for his loss…

Miller: Well, after watching what he went through this past week… I would believe him if he came and said that’s what happened here tonight.

Paco: Damn ese, I was only joking… You are too f’n gullible.

Miller: Shut up!

{::{The cameras go to the back where the camera, pointed towards a large semi-truck garage door from inside, begins to rattle a little. The picture rattles, then stops, rattles, then stops. Suddenly, the garage door is lifted from the outside, and in walks Josh Allen, North American Championship around his waist, and on each arm, VERY large women! }::}

Paco: Oh My God, it's the Bertha twins!

Miller: WHO?

Paco: That's the name I gave to those two fat chicks who were in Pete Parker's porno the other day!

{::{Josh has a large grin upon his face, his small body jammed between the two large fat women. He walks down the hallway, the camera rattling as they pass. He stops outside a locker room door and glances from one beastly woman to the other. }::}

Josh Allen: Ladies, ladies, ladies... I think your boss deserves a thank you for allowing you to participate in that god-awful porn movie last week!

{::{Josh laughs and shoves open the locker room door. Inside, Pete Parker stands, and Josh steps back. The two large women (one at a time, of course) enter the room and slam the door! Screaming is heard, and lots of banging. }::}

Miller: Uh ... It sounds like they're kicking Pete's ass in there!

Paco: Porn! That's all I care about. Uh, but not the fat chicks, dude, they so are not cool ese!

{::{Josh cracks the door in peers in. Pete Parker is screaming, as his hands have been handcuffed to the coat hanger on the wall, and his legs cuffed together. Big Bertha number one walks up and rips the shirt off of Pete! The second big Bertha gets up to his face and squishes his head between her very large boobs! She wiggles them around, before kissing Pete on the mouth, leaving a big sloppy saliva string as she pulled away. }::}

Miller: EEWWWWWWWWW!!!!

{::{The first woman smiles and unbuttons Pete's pants, as he continues to scream curses at Allen and at the women. She slides his pants down to his ankles and reaches into her shirt, pulling out a paddle. Allen laughs and slams the door, walking away, as the scene comes to an end, Josh patting his North American title belt on his way out. }::}

Josh Allen: Fight fire with fire ...

Miller: My GOSH did you see the saliva on contact there? That's enough to make a man BARF!

Paco: (barfing) ugh… sorry, you were saying?

Miller: Never mind.

Paco: Man I wonder if Pete Parker is going to be able to make it to his match after what we just saw!

Miller: Well he better, his match up is next!

Paco: Damn already? You know Miller, we have had 2 title matches so far, and we have had 2 title changes.. Do you think we can make it 3 for 3?

Miller: I would have probably said yeah earlier… But after seeing Josh Allen pull off that stunt… I must say, he has the advantage right now.. Fans, lets go back to Joey who is ready to introduce the participants for the next title match!

{::{Joey gets inside the ring and then “Pornostar” by Buck Cherry plays as Pete Parker comes out onto the stage, flanked on each side of him are two very lovely blondes. The crowd cheers loudly, knowing Parker is back to his old self. Both ladies are wearing red and white outfits, showing just about everything they have. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans it’s time for the next bout. The following match is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and it is for the North American Championship!!!

{::{They lead Pete to the ring, as he slides in, grabbing the top rope and stretches out. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… From Hollywood, California and making his return to the ICWF… “The Pornstar” Pete Parker!!!

{::{The crowd cheers loudly. Blue sparks are burst into the air in rhythm with the beginning of "Numb" by Linkin Park, interrupting the crowd’s cheers. The music gets louder and the fans rise to their feet as Josh Allen appears on the stage and walks down the ramp. He raises his hands to both sides of the arena. ".... Every step I take is another mistake to you...Every second I waste is more than I can take ... "}::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Broken Arrow, Oklahoma… Representing the House of Pain, he is the North American Champion… Josh Allen!!!

{::{Allen slides into the ring and leaps onto the corner turnbuckle, sending more blue sparks into the air from the posts. He steps down and turns around only to get speared down to the mat by a furious Pete Parker!}::}

Miller: Well Pete Parker is definitely “back” like Joey said.. back to his old self and he’s already all over Allen!

Paco: Yeah, I bet you he’s pissed after what Allen did to him earlier… not to mention what those two hippos did to him!

{::{The bell rings as Parker is pummeling Josh Allen with rights and lefts… He then gets off of him and brings him to his feet only to whip him towards the ropes, Allen bounces off and Parker sends him flying with a back body drop! Josh Allen gets up, holding his lower back in pain and walks right unto Parker who delivers a hip toss, adding insult to injury. Allen stays down and Parker gives him a swift kick to his lower back.. Adding uh, more insult, to the insult that uh, insulted the injury.. uh.. never mind. }::}

Miller: Two fan favorites going at it in a normal match up.. Ah, it doesn’t get better than this does it Paco? Paco? Paco?! PACO!!! WAKE THE HELL UP!!!

Paco: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….. no momy I wasn’t playing with my little chorizo…zzzzzzzzzzz…

{::{Parker brings Josh Allen back to his feet and throws him against the corner. He nails him with a couple of knife edge chops to the chest, bringing the “WOOOOOO’s!” from the crowd every time. He then whips him to the opposite side where Allen hits hard, and comes out stumbling towards the middle of the ring where Parker meets him with a running knee to the chest! Allen goes down and Parker makes the pin! One! two! Th.. kick out by Allen. Parker brings him back up and applies a headlock. }::}

Miller: I can’t believe you are sleeping Paco! This is a really good match up!!

Paco: zzzzzz It’s ok Maria.. boys and girls can take showers together naked….

{::{Josh Allen tries to get out of the hold, and manages to turn his body slightly and elbows Parker on the mid section… again.. again.. one more time and he breaks free. He runs towards the ropes, bouncing off but Parker nails him with a spinning elbow to the face, taking him down to the mat! Parker goes for the quick pin but Allen kicks out after two. Parker grabs Allen by his arm and applies an arm bar….. Allen tries to get out of it, making it to his knees and then to his feet. Parker turns the hold into an arm bar and Allen holds his shoulder in pain. }::}

Miller: Parker is all over Allen, not giving him any breaks fans… Paco wake up, we don’t want to hear what obscenities you are dreaming about!

Paco: zzzzzzz…. No Padre Alfredo.. no.. zzzzzz…. I don’t like it when you touch me there! zzzzzzzzz…

{::{The ref asks Allen if he gives up but Allen shakes his head no and then with his free reaches back, grabbing Parker’s head. He then holds on tight and uses it to pull himself up and over Parker, breaking free! Parker turns around and Allen drops him with a toe hold. Parker’s face bounces off the mat, and as he holds it in pain, Allen gets up and runs towards the ropes… He bounces off and drops a leg right to the back of Parker’s neck! Allen then flips him over and begins to pound him with heavy right hands! }::}

Miller: Allen is making a comeback in the match, and if you ask me fans, it’s about time, Parker was dominating him.

Paco: zzzz… you put your left nut in… zzzz… you put you left nut out… am I doing this right nurse? Zzzzz…..

{::{Allen gets up and then brings Parker to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes, Parker bounces off and Allen nails him with a flying spinning heel kick! Parker goes down hard and Allen gets back up, full of energy now and runs towards the ropes. Allen bounces off, does a cartwheel and lands an elbow on Parker’s chest! Allen hooks the leg for the pin and the ref counts, one! two! Kick out! Allen gets up and brings Parker to his feet. He hooks him for a suplex, and delivers a snap one. Allen again rolls on top of Allen for the pin, but again Parker kicks out. }::}

Miller: Paco, I swear if you don’t wake up.. I’m going to… to.. touch you!

Paco: …zzzzz no ma, not extraterrestrials.. we are “legal” aliens… zzzzzz… you know.. residents… zzzz….

{::{Allen brings Parker to his feet and applies a headlock… Parker tries to get out of it, and does, shoving Allen towards the corner. Allen hits chest first and Parker charges at him, but Allen senses him coming, nailing him with an elbow to the face! Parker stumbles backwards as Allen turns around, hops on the second turnbuckle and then jumps off, connecting with a flying clothesline! Allen gets back up and then goes to the ropes, stepping to the outside of them. He then uses the top rope to pull himself over it, and lands on top of Parker with a splash! }::}

Miller: I’m going to touch you! There goes my hand, it’s almost there!!

Paco: zzzzz… (snarl, snort, snarl, long fart, snort)… zzzzz….

{::{Miller smartly pulls his hand back… Josh Allen hooks both legs for the pin, one! two! Th… kick out! Allen brings Parker back up and whips him towards the corner. Parker hits hard and Allen charges at him, jumping onto him and goes for monkey flip! Parker holds him though and spins him around, sitting him on the top turnbuckle. He nails him with a couple of knife edge chops followed by a few right hands. Parker then gets on the top turnbuckle, wraps his arms around Allen and drops him with a belly to belly super-plex!! }::}

Miller: Hell of a move by Peter Parker fans, coming back in this match up.

Paco: zzzzzz… Yes Jones thinks the baby it’s his… zzzzzz.. don’t worry about child support… zzzzz….

{::{Parker stays down along with Allen but eventually flips over and makes the pin on Allen… The ref counts… one! two! Th.. kick out! Parker gets up and brings Allen to his feet. He then lifts him for a body slam, but instead, he takes him to the corner and sets him there upside down in the good ole fashion tree of woe.. Parker then goes to the opposite side before charging at him and nailing him with a baseball slide right to the kisser!! Parker slides to the outside and then stands behind the steel post and then begins to pull Allen by his face! The ref asks him to break it but Parker refuses! }::}

Paco: zzzz… Relax Mr. Smith… zzzzz… I won’t tell Miller about you and Mobley… zzzzz….

Miller: WHAT!?!! THOSE BASTARDS!!!

{::{The ref warns Parker and gives him the five count… Parker breaks the choke hold and Allen falls flat on his face… Parker slides back inside, flips him over and makes the pin! One! two! Th.. kick out by Allen! Parker curses and then brings Allen to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes, Allen bounces off and Parker catches him, applying a sleeper hold!!! Allen waves his arms like crazy, but then manages to turn slightly, wrapping his arms around Parker, lifting him and dropping him with a side suplex! }::}

Miller: Paco, Paco! Wake up! The hell did you say about Mobley and My Mr. Smith.. errr.. Mr. Smith!? Paco! Damn it!

Paco: zzzz.. 1, 2, Miller is coming for you… zzzzz… 3, 4, better block your hole… zzzzzz

{::{Allen turns on his side, trying to bounce back from the sleeper hold… Parker gets up slowly and then brings Allen to his feet. As he does though, Allen grabs him by his head, placing his under his chin and delivering a jaw-breaker! Parker goes down hard and Allen crawls over and makes the pin! One! two! Kick out by Parker… Allen crawls over to the ropes and uses them to get up. He then stumbles over to Parker, stomping on him a few times before picking him up, turning him around and applying a cobra clutch! }::}

Miller: Parker had the sleeper hold earlier, but only briefly fans… Now Allen has the cobra clutch and that one is a lot harder to get out of!

Paco: zzzz five six, better grab your crucifix… zzzz… seven, eight… Miller is hella gay…..zzzz

{::{The ref asks Parker if he gives up but he gets no answer as he is trying to reach for the top ropes… Allen tries to hold him and is actually trying to get on top of Parker… Allen wraps one leg around Parker’s waist.. and as Parker stumbles around Allen warps his other leg around him, having him complete locked and trying to take him down… Parker tries not to lose his balance and then manages to dive forward, falling through the ropes to the outside along with Allen! Both men land hard on the outside, and Allen gets the worst of it, as he crashes against the guard rail! }::}

Paco: zzzz… nine, ten… never sleep again…. Zzzz… cuz Miller’s gay ass will try to rape your, uh, ass…. Zzzzz….

Miller: What the…? Are you really sleeping? Bastard.

{::{The ref looks down at both men and then begins the ten count… Allen holds his head in pain as he tries to get up.. Parker does the same, using his own power to get to his feet and actually beats Allen. Parker nails him with a hard right hand as Allen was getting to one knee and then grabs him by his head, picking him up. He lifts him as if he’s going for an inverted atomic drop, but turns around and drops Allen chest first onto the guard rail instead! The ref stops the count and warns Parker but his warnings fall on deaf ears. }::}

Miller: Hello Bertha Twins, Paco is right here.. Have fun with him…

Paco: zzz… WHAT!?! NOOO!!! GET AWAY! I’M AWAKE, GET THE HELL AWAY!!!

{::{Miller laughs loudly as Paco has turned bright white. Parker brings Allen back up and then whips him towards the steel steps but Allen reverses it and Parker crashes and flips over them, landing hard on his back… Parker clutches his knees right away as Allen stumbles over, ignoring the ref who is at six on the ten count… Allen grabs Parker, bringing him to his feet and tossing him inside the ring. He then goes in himself, picks up Parker, gives him a kick to the mid section, hooks him by both arms and then drops him with a butterfly suplex!! }::}

Paco: You lying son of a bitch! You going to pay for that!!

Miller: Hahahaha… oh by the way, Allen connects with his trademark there, and could finally be separating himself from Parker on this match!

{::{Allen rolls on top of him for the pin, hooking the leg! One! two! Th…. Kick out by Parker! Allen looks at the ref in disbelief. He then gets to his feet and then goes to the corner… He climbs onto the second turnbuckle and then jumps off, connecting with a leg drop! Allen again makes the pin, but again Parker kicks out! Allen gets right back up and brings Parker back to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes, Parker bounces off and Allen jumps onto his shoulders, going for a Hurricanrana, no, he spins around on his shoulders and then takes him down with a victory roll! One! two! Th.. kick out by Parker!! }::}

Miller: Great combos by Allen but none are good enough to keep Parker down for the three… Sorry to “wake ya” Paco, but we got work to do here!

Paco: Hey I only call hardcore f’n extreme matches… Not regular, one on one bore f’n fests.

{::{Allen gets up and then goes to the corner, this time he climbs to the very top and then turns his back to Parker. He then jumps off, going for a moon-sault and connects, but with the mat as Parker rolls out of the way! Allen holds his mid section in pain as Parker crawls over to the ropes and uses them to get up. He then leans against the ropes, as he waits for Allen who is getting up. Once he does, Parker stumbles over to him and whips him towards the ropes… Allen bounces off and Parker catches him and drops him with a spinning spine-buster!! }::}

Miller: and Parker is able to capitalize on the miss by Allen from the top, connecting there with his own trademark move!

Paco: Why can’t the ladies that are with Parker stay for the whole bout? Those are two matches I don’t mind watching all night long!

{::{Parker makes the pin on Allen, not hooking the leg and the ref counts! One! two! Th… kick out! Parker looks at the ref not believing he kicked out… He pins him again, this time hooking the leg! One! two! Th.. kick out again by Allen! Parker slaps the mat frustrated and pins him again! One! two! Th… kick out! Parker gets up frustrated and then brings Allen to his feet. He then gives him a kick to the gut, hooks him between his legs, hooks both arms, lifts him and delivers a double under-hook-pile-driver!! }::}

Miller: Pete Parker is in complete control of the match now! He connected with his trademark, he connected with his set up and is going to go for his finisher for sure now!

Paco: Good I hope he wins so we can get this damn match over and done with… I’m dying for some hardcore action!

{::{Parker doesn’t go for the pin instead heads for the corner… The crowd gets to their feet and cheers, expecting the end… He climbs the corner and then stands at the very top… He looks down at Allen, measuring him before jumping off and going for a corkscrew frog-splash!! He connects but with Allen’s knees as Allen retracted them just as Parker hit!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd after seeing Parker just miss with his finisher… Parker rolls off of Allen and holds his mid section in pain… }::}

Miller: Oh my, Parker connected with his finisher, but with Allen’s knees on the way, the move turns on Parker.

Paco: Yeah, Parker just got the air knocked out of him and has seriously hurt his chances of winning this match up!

{::{Josh Allen flips on his stomach and then pushes himself up to his knees and then stands up… Parker is still holding his mid section in pain as Allen stumbles over and brings him to his feet. Allen then whips him towards the ropes… Parker bounces off and Allen jumps onto his shoulders, going for a hurricanrana but Parker blocks it, turning it into a power-bomb! Parker drops to the mat as well, obviously still feeling the effects of his missed finisher. Still, he crawls over slowly to Allen and throws his arm on top of Allen for the pin! One! two! Th.. kick out!! }::}

Miller: Allen was going for the set up to his finisher but Parker was able to block it… Now would be a good time for Parker to go for his finisher, he has a good chance of connecting.

Paco: Yeah but this match has taken it’s toll on this vato, he can barely stand!

{::{Parker gets to his feet and then brings Allen to his… He then hooks him for a suplex, he gets him up but Allen breaks free, falling behind him! Allen turns him around and whips him towards the ropes. Parker reverses it and Allen bounces off. Parker goes for a back body drop, sending him flying but Allen manages to land on his feet! Allen turns him around again and this time he jumps onto his shoulders and is able to deliver a hurricanrana!! Josh Allen jumps to his feet, feeling a bit rejuvenated and telling the crowd is over! }::}

Miller: Josh Allen is going for the kill Paco, he’s going to win it right here!

Paco: About time…

{::{Allen picks up Parker, lifts him, hooks him and has him set up for a vertebreaker, no, Parker flips out of the hold! Allen turns around and Parker gives him a kick to the gut, jumps up and delivers a fame-ass-err on Allen! Parker then flips him over and doesn’t go for the pin… Instead he goes back to the corner and jumps on the top turnbuckle… He then goes for his finisher, the corkscrew frog-splash but once again misses as this time, Allen rolls out of the way! Parker crashes hard, bouncing off the mat! He stumble to his feet, holding his mid section in pain as he doubles over… Allen gets up as well, hooking him for a suplex, no, he turns it into an inside cradle!! The ref counts! One! two! Three!! Bell rings! }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner… and STIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL…. The North American Champion!!!!!! JOSH ALLEN!!!

{::{The ref raises Allen’s hand who is laying flat on his back. Parker is turned on his side, clutching his mid section in pain still. The ref drops Allen’s title on his chest as his music begins to play… The crowd is cheering loudly. }::}

Paco: Finally the nightmare ends!!

Miller: Nightmare?! Are you nuts!? That was one of the best wrestling matches we have seen all year! Perhaps all season! That was awesome, what a finish!!

Paco: Whatever..

Miller: No you whatever bitch! This was a great match between two evenly matched wrestlers! Encore! Encore!!

Paco: I don’t know about an encore, but, we are about to get a premier… a premier FTF beat down on somebody!!

Miller: What the? What are they doing here!?!

{::{Pete Parker uses the ropes to get up, and holds his mid section in pain with one hand… he looks up at the entrance and sees Killa Kali and Jack Sullivan standing in the entrance way. Pete drops to the mat and rolls from the ring, as Jack and Killa go after him! He leaps the railing and heads into a frantic crowd that cuts off two of FTF's finest. They look disappointed and turn to head backstage but then they notice Josh Allen not looking at them.}::}

Paco: This doesn't look good for Allen, he is going to get his ass handed to him! Parker was smart enough to run for the f’n hills.

Miller: Turn around, Allen! Turn around!

{::{Allen is leaning against the corner, still recuperating after his tough match… Jack slides in first, and nearly takes his head off with a running lariat! The crowd boos loudly and Sullivan then lifts him up as Killa Kali comes into the ring. As Jack whips Allen toward him, Killa catches him with a spinning power-slam, driving his back into the mat! The crowd is really letting them have it now, but they pay them no mind. Then as soon as it started, Pete Parker wasn't gone away as far as they thought, he comes sliding into the ring, chair in hand, and just misses a head shot to Killa Kali! The crowd cheers loudly, and both Jack and Killa are back together at the bottom of the ramp. Pete asks for a mic.}::}

Paco: Damn, I was hoping for some after match strip tease or something, not this crap?

Miller: Pete's got something to say.

Pete: You know something, I came out here and put on a show, and almost came away victorious.. I was going to go quietly to the back but you two clowns tried to take me out, why? I don't know, but you two have one more person to worry about.

{::{Jack looks around, and notices a mic with a ring hand, and snatches it out of his hands. He points to the Pornstar as Josh Allen gets to his feet, realizing Pete just saved his ass.}::}

Jack: You know something I don't get Pornstar Pete? When you and I were a tag team, you were a man, now seeing you next to that worthless piece of crap Josh Allen, I have lost all respect for you. But I do have one question for you?

Pete: What's that Jack? An intelligent question coming from that mind, this has to be a first. What could you possibly have to ask me?

Jack: Earlier tonight, when you took that fan to the back, did you have sex with her?

Pete: That lovely lady is probably still sleeping from the powerful sexual release I gave her. Let me tell you, she had tits that would make every newborn titty sucker jealous. What's your point Jack?

Jack: The point is, you Fucked A Fan.

Paco: He What?

Miller: Fucked a fan, didn't you pay attention. Excuse my language fans.

{::{Josh gets a shocked look on his face, and tries to react but a bit too late as Pete slams the chair into the top of his forehead, with all his might!!! Jack and Killa start smiling as they slowly get back into the ring, as Pete slams a second shot into the forehead, seeing blood trickle down! Pete raises the chair, and again slams the chair into the head, opening the cut even more, as Josh falls face first to the mat. Pete gets him up, laying the chair down on the mat, and whips Allen to the ropes, picking him up, and spinning him around and crashing him back first into the steel chair! Pete leaves him there, the blood now covering his face, as he climbs to the top rope, Jack and Killa are rooting him on, over a chorus of boos! As Pete dives off the top rope with his corkscrew frog-splash, driving Josh into the chair! The three of them shake hands, as they leave the ring, and Josh Allen, a total mess.}::}

Paco: Don't tell me that Pete Parker just joined FTF?

Miller: It might not be official, but I would have to venture a guess, yes Parker is part of FTF, the newest member. I've been wrong before, maybe this was a test, and until we get the final grade, who the hell knows. Josh Allen sure knows that he got the wrong end of this deal.

Paco: Well Parker couldn’t hit his finisher throughout the whole match, but he sure hit it there… Look at Allen, he’s a bloody mess!!

Miller: He was able to retain here tonight, the first champion to do it.. but who’s the real winner here?

Paco: Well shit, Allen doesn’t look much like a winner right now…

Miller: Here come the EMTs… good… Lets talk about the next match up as they take care of Allen.

Paco: What is it? Casanova vs. Jack Sullivan!? OH hell yeah! That’s what I’m talking about… These two are actually going to fight in a match I suggested!

Miller: Indeed they are.. A Blood Bath match, and Paco, since it’s your match, describe it for us…

Paco: Well it’s simple… The object of the match is to make your opponent bleed, bleed, and bleed some more! You have to make your opponent bleed until he passes out and can’t answer to the ten count!

Miller: That sounds very brutal, and after listening to what these two had to say about each other, I can’t even begin to imagine what they will do to each other…

Paco: I can… a lot of bad things Miller… a lot of bad, blood things… Sullivan want to make Casanova feel his pain, along with the rest of the world that is f’n with him…. Casanova on the other hand, can’t wait to get a taste, or perhaps a glass, of Sullivan’s blood… I think this match is going to be the most brutal match we have had so far.

Miller: Oh great, exactly what I wanted to hear… Well, I guess you can’t get always what you want… Oh well.. Fans, they have taken Allen to the back… Hopefully he’ll be able to bounce back… Lets send you back to Joey for our next, bloody match.

{::{Joy gets inside the ring and gets ready to do his thing again. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans its time for the next bout, and the following is the Bloodbath match for the Intercontinental Championship!!!

{::{ The crowd cheers loudly, but those quickly fade away thanks to the boos that arrive from the fans as they hear the words "F*ck The Fans!" over the PA system. The fans begin to boo even louder as "Step Up" begins to play. As it begins to play, the main arena lights go out and red spotlights turn on, casting the entire arena in an eerie glow. Pyro begins to shoot out of the entrance ramp, and Jack Sullivan steps out from behind the curtain, wearing a red and gold robe with the words "The Evolution" written on the back of it. He is flaked on either side by the Lucha Army, who shrug off trash that is thrown at them while they escort Jack to the ring. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing first, the challenger… From Milwaukee, Wisconsin… He represents the FTF… “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

{::{Jack slides into the ring and taunts a few fans before removing the robe and handing it to a luchador. The luchadors then head to the back as Jack walks over to a nearby turnbuckle and leans against it, impatiently waiting for the match to start. 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. }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, from Whitesboro, New York… He represents The Sentinels of Insanity and is the current, Intercontinental Champion… Casanova!!!

{::{He slides inside the ring and hands the title over to the ref before quickly coming face to face with Jack. }::}

Paco: Well you don’t have to worry about me sleeping on this one, I am wide awake!!

Miller: Heh, I wish I could go to sleep on this one.

{::{Both men continue the stare down, but as the bell rings, both men take one step backwards and then begin to pummel each other with rights and lefts! The crowd boos loudly, not liking either man… Sullivan gets the upper hand on Casanova and backs him to the corner where he begins to ram his knee against Casanova’s mid section! He then nails him with a few knife edge chops that bring out the “wooo’s” from the crowd again. Sullivan then grabs Casanova by his right hand and whips him towards the corner… Casanova hits hard and falls down to the mat from the impact. }::}

Miller: This match is going to be an all out brawl!

Paco: Hell yeah, it won’t take long for one of these two to bust the other open!

{::{Sullivan walks over and brings Casanova back up only to nail him with a head butt, sending him stumbling backwards onto the corner. Sullivan walks over to the ropes, grabbing them and then begins to choke Casanova with his big boot! The ref gives him the five count and Sullivan breaks it. Sullivan then takes him out of the corner and whips him towards the ropes. Casanova bounces off and Sullivan nails him with a big boot to the face! Casanova goes down hard and Sullivan follows the move up with a huge leg drop! }::}

Paco: Sullivan is leading in the early goings here Paco. The FTF is 0 and 1 so far.. Do you think Sullivan can even it up?

Miller: I don’t know, it’s going to be very hard to defeat Casanova who is sort of in a roll.

{::{Sullivan gets up and brings Casanova to his feet. He then hooks him for a suplex but Casanova blocks it. Sullivan tries to go for it again, but again Casanova blocks it! Sullivan tries a third time but again it is blocked and then Casanova ends up lifting him and dropping him on the top rope mid section first! Casanova then begins to pummel him with a flurry of forearm shots to the back before wrapping his arms around his waist, lifting him and dropping him with a gut wrench suplex! Casanova gets on top of Sullivan and begins to pummel him with hard right hands.}::}

Paco: Casanova finally getting some offense on this match, perhaps he’ll start to look more like the IC Champion.

Miller: It’s tough whether you are the champion or not when you face someone the size of Sullivan.

{::{Casanova gets up and then brings Sullivan to his feet, lifting him up for a body slam and delivering it in the middle of the ring! Casanova then goes to the corner and climbs onto the second turnbuckle. He then jumps off and drives his elbow to the heart of Sullivan! He then gets up and brings him back up. He then gives him a kick to the mid section, Sullivan doubles over and Casanova wraps his arms around his waist, lifting him and dropping him with a gut-wrench-back-breaker! Casanova gets up and then heads for the ropes, then steps to the outside. }::}

Paco: Uh oh, I think Casanova is ready to get some bloody action going!!

Miller: Oh c’mon, he doesn’t have to do that! The match is going just fine the way it is!

{::{Casanova looks under the ring and takes out a kendo stick… He takes it inside the ring with him and then takes a batter’s stance, waiting for Sullivan to get up.. Sullivan holds his lower back in pain as he gets to his feet.. Casanova waits for the right moment when Sullivan turns towards him… He does and Casanova swings but misses as Sullivan ducks! Casanova swings again but misses a second time! He swings yet again but strikes out as Sullivan ducks it again and then tackles Casanova down to the mat, sending both men sliding under the bottom rope and falling to the outside. }::}

Paco: One, two, three strikes you’re out… at the good ole ball game!!

Miller: That’s not even how the song goes you stupid wetback!

{::{Jack Sullivan gets to his feet, and stumbles around a bit and Casanova gets to his feet as well. He turns around and Sullivan goes for a right hand but Casanova blocks it and goes for a right himself but Sullivan blocks that and then nails Casanova with a knee to his mid section. Casanova doubles over and Sullivan grabs him by his head and slams it against the guard rail! Again! Again! Again! Casanova drops to one knee but Sullivan brings him back up and then rubs his face against the guard rail back and forth! }::}

Miller: Sullivan really wants to open up Casanova Paco! Look at him just hoping Casanova’s head burst in blood!

Paco: hell yeah, that’s what I’m talking about!

{::{Sullivan then throws Casanova to the floor.. Casanova’s forehead is bright red but no blood… Sullivan kicks him on his mid section a few times before grabbing the kendo stick Casanova had earlier. He then brings Casanova to his feet before shoving him backwards… Casanova stumbles around and Sullivan nails him with the kendo stick on his mid section! Casanova doubles over and Sullivan nails him across his back, dropping him to one knee and then uses it as if it was a golf club, nailing Casanova right on the face, sending him flying backwards!}::}

Paco: Hole in one!! I didn’t know Sullivan was such a good golfer!

Miller: Shut up… That’s not even a golf club.

{::{Sullivan smiles as he sees blood dripping down from Casanova’s mouth… He walks over to him and goes to strike him again but Casanova trips him and Sullivan falls backwards. Casanova turns on his stomach and then looks under the ring, taking out a Singapore cane! He stumbles to his feet, and as Sullivan was getting to his, Casanova whacks him in the head with it! Sullivan drops back on his behind and Casanova nails him again with it, right on his head, shattering the cane to pieces! }::}

Paco: Oh hell f’n yeah vato! Now we’re smoking in this match up!

Miller: Great, first you drink yourself stupid, now you’re going to start smoking.

{::{Sullivan drops and is out like a light.. Casanova tosses the piece of the cane to the side before looking under the ring.. He then slides out the ever crowd pleasing table! He sets it up and then bring Sullivan to his feet. He then hooks him for a suplex, he gets him up and delivers it right onto the table, putting Sullivan through it! The crowd cheers loudly and Casanova stumbles to his feet… He then walks over to the guard rail and pushes a fan out of the way, taking his steel chair. He folds it up and then places it on top of the knocked out Sullivan’s face! }::}

Paco: Casanova just got wood and now he’s getting himself some steel!!

Miller: Well he’s putting it right over Sullivan’s face, so my only guess is that he wants to bust him open!

{::{Casanova then walks over to the steel steps and climbs them. He then looks down at Sullivan before jumping off and delivering a knee drop right onto the chair, crashing Sullivan’s face! You see Sullivan’s legs kicking as he appears to be having a convulsion. Casanova moves the chair out of the way to reveal that indeed Sullivan has been busted open! Sullivan stops shaking and Casanova looks over at the ref who tells him to count. The ref looks down at Sullivan, and at his forehead where the huge cut is, and where the blood is slowly flowing. Having confirm what he needed to see, the ref begins the ten count! }::}

Paco: Here we go Miller! The first 10 count of the night, will it be the only one? I hope not!!

Miller: I hope so, lord knows I don’t want to see any more blood flowing out of these two!

{::{The ref reaches three on the count and the crowd starts counting along. Casanova sits on the steel steps and looks on… As the ref reaches six, Sullivan begins to move! He rolls on his stomach as the ref reaches seven, he then uses the ring apron to get to his knees, beating the count! A pissed off Casanova comes from behind him and puts the boots to him, pummeling on his lower back. He then brings Sullivan to his feet, hooks him for a suplex again, gets him up but this time he drops him forward, right onto the broken pieces of table! }::}

Miller: Good grief, talk about adding insult to injury!

Paco: Definitely vato, Casanova simple does not give a damn.

{::{ Casanova gets up and then once again tells the ref to count Sullivan out! The ref nods and then begin his count… As he reaches four, Sullivan begins to move again, aggravating Casanova who doesn’t wait for the count, bringing Sullivan to his feet and whipping him towards the steel post! Sullivan hits and stays leaning against it as Casanova charges at him and then goes for a cross body block but Sullivan simply drops to the floor, causing Casanova to crash against the ring post and then fall down to the floor! }::}

Paco: Crash and burn baby!!

Miller: big time, and Sullivan just got a big break.. one he desperately needed!

{::{Sullivan crawls away from Casanova and then looks under the ring… He then looks under the ring and takes out a table himself! He then stumbles to his feet and wipes some of the blow from his brow. He then grabs the table and sets it up before grabbing the steel chair Casanova used earlier. Casanova in the mean time uses the steel steps to bring himself to his feet. He holds his mid section in pain as he turns towards Sullivan who swings the hell out of the chair, knocking him upside the head! Sullivan stumbles onto the guard rail, crashing against it! }::}

Paco: He knocked that one right out of left field Miller! A 400 yard plus home run!

Miller: It was definitely a big hit, one that would make you wonder about steroids for sure!

{::{Sullivan tosses the chair to the side and then grabs Casanova who is leaning against the guard rail. He then grabs him by his neck, lifting him up! Sullivan holds him for a brief second or two and you see blood dripping from he side of Casanova’s head onto his fingers. He then turns towards the table, and instead of dropping him with a back-breaker like he normally does, he puts Casanova through the table!!! Casanova is down and out and Sullivan looks over at the ref, telling him to count him out! }::}

Miller: Damn ese, both of these vatos are no holding anything back…

Paco: Definitely, Sullivan went even as far as modifying his trademark to accommodate the table!

{::{The ref reaches four on the count and Sullivan tries to keep himself from falling down as he looks on.. As the ref reaches six, Casanova sits up, stunning Sullivan and then rolls up getting to his knees. Sullivan doesn’t hesitate one more second, charging at Casanova and nailing him with a drop kick right to the chest, sending Casanova back down! Sullivan then gets up and brings Casanova back up and whips him towards the guard rail. Casanova hits hard and Sullivan charges at him but Casanova steps up and back body drops him over the guard rail and onto the concrete floor! }::}

Miller: nice move there by Casanova who needed a big break to slow down the machine that is Sullivan.

Paco: Yeah Sullivan was really taking it to him, but I’m shocked at how evenly matched up these two are!

{::{Casanova stumbles to his feet and wipes some of the blood away from his face… He then waits for Sullivan who is using the guard rail to get up.. When he does, Casanova takes a step backwards and then nails him with a strong kick to the side of the head which drops Sullivan down to the floor! The ref comes over and Casanova tells him to count him out, feeling confident after connecting with his trademark. The ref does and the crowd counts along. However, as he gets around four, Sullivan starts to get up, causing Casanova to curse under his breath. }::}

Paco: Casanova thought his trademark would be enough to keep Sullivan down but how wrong he was!

Miller: Yeah but it looks as if Casanova knows exactly what he needs to do, he is looking under the ring!

{::{Casanova takes out a 2 by 4 but doesn’t end there as he then takes out a some barbwire… He then places the 2 by 4 next to the arm then uses the barbwire to tie it around his arm! He then hops back inside the ring and then climbs on the top turnbuckle! Sullivan stumbles to his feet, looking for Casanova… He finally finds him, a second too late though as Casanova comes flying down from the top, clothes-lining him with the 2x4!! Both men land hard on the ground, and you wonder which got the worst as Sullivan got the 2x4 crushed across his face, or Casanova who landed hard on his back! }::}

Paco: That was f’n awesome! A clothesline from the top with a 2x4 Miller!!!

Miller: Definitely a first time I see that.. and the 2 by 4 broke, so you know Sullivan’s face is bruised badly, if not he probably has a broken nose and cheek bones!!

{::{The ref looks at both men being down and then begins the 10 count… Casanova starts to move so does Sullivan, but all he does is reach for his face with both hands.. As he places them on his face you see blood oozing from it.. The ref reaches five on the count and Casanova gets to his knees and then uses a fan chair to get to his feet… The ref reaches seven and Sullivan tries to get up… Casanova tells the crowd is over as he grabs Sullivan, but Sullivan surprises with a kick to the mid section. Sullivan then hooks him for a DDT, no, he flips Casanova over and then he spins around, delivering a reversed twist of face!! }::}

Paco: Did you hear that Miller!?! Holy shit the concrete greeting Casanova’s skull was not a sound to behold!

Miller: Or a sight to behold either! What a disturbing thud!!

{::{Both men are down again, Casanova clutching the back of his head in pain as he curls up.. You see blood oozing through his hand, and the blood every where starts to sicken some of the fans, as you see some throwing up while others, mainly women, faint. The ref starts the 10 count again.. The crowd begins a “Stay down! Stay down!” chant but neither men appears to be having it as they both start to push themselves up.. Casanova actually beats Sullivan to his feet.. He stumbles around, waiting for Sullivan, and when he finally gets up, he swings but misses as Sullivan ducks, lifting Casanova onto his shoulders, then swinging him around and dropping him with a flapjack onto an empty row of chairs!!! }::}

Miller: The Extinction! The Extinction! Sullivan connects with his finisher!!

Paco: Damn!!!!!!!!!! He pulled that move out of his ass, I didn’t see it coming for sure!

{::{The ref checks on both men, Sullivan seems ok but Casanova is buried and tied up in bent steel chairs… The ref begins the 10 count again… The crowd counts along… One! Two! The crowd counts along and Sullivan stumbles to his feet… Casanova tries to move but one of his legs and one of his arms is tangled up with two separate chairs… The ref reaches five and you see Casanova trying to free himself but can’t seem to quite get up… Sullivan wipes some of the blood of his face and then drops to his knees, apparently the loss of blood getting to him… The ref reaches seven on the count.. and the crowd looks on as Casanova is still struggling to get up... “Eight!” shouts the ref and Casanova manages to free his arm… “Nine!” but as he tries to get to his knees, he falls back down and the ref says that one last number… “ten!” He then calls for the bell as Casanova passes out, and so does Sullivan who falls flat on his face. }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner………. And the NEEEEEEEEEEW!!!!!!! Intercontinental Champion….. “THE EVOLUTION” JACK SULLIVAN!!!

{::{His music plays and the crowd, as expected boos loudly. The ref right away calls for the EMTs as the Insane-A-Tron shows a replay of Sullivan hitting his finisher on the empty row of chairs. }::}

Paco: Sullivan did it ese! Way to win one for the FTF team!!!

Miller: Well he barely pulled off the win, but he pulled it off… Watching the replay of his finisher there, makes me just want to hurl… Look at Casanova as he crashes on the chairs, his throat actually lands on the top of one of the chairs… That’s just sick.. he could have a broken neck, a bruised larynx!

Paco: Ah that explains him spitting blood now… Well the good thing is he is a vampire…

Miller: What could you ever possibly mean?

Paco: Well he lost all the blood, but he can just lick it back up right??

Miller: Oh that’s just nasty Paco!! Let’s go to the back… What a horrible and disgusting thing to say!

Paco: What? It’s true!

{::{ The camera cuts to the back stage area. It is in a hallway where various boxes of equipment and wires are seen. This is one of the many hallways containing locker rooms of the various ICWF stars getting warmed up for the PPV. One man is seen walking down the hall carrying a belt of some sort. The man upon closer look is seen to be "The Hellacious One" Draco and is carrying the belt that he had given to "The Party Animal" Reggie Savage last week at Inferno, the Jobber Title. Draco walks to a room and looks at the number. '969' he looks down at a crumpled piece of paper and nods as he puts the belt on the box next to the room. He smirks as he walks down the hall a bit and awaits the person to return to their locker room. Draco is obviously trying to give Reggie Savage back the belt he had created for him. }::}

Draco: He dreams about getting a belt, but this is the only one that he will ever receive.

{::{His laugh is cut off as a man is seen walking down the hallway. Draco pretends to be drinking out of a cup that is empty as he keeps one eye on the room. The man goes to the room and a loud shriek like scream is heard. Draco turns and sees Jackrabbit at the room instead. He slaps his forehead as he must have read the number upside down. It must have been 696, not 969. Draco can only stare in horror though, as The Jackrabbit picks up the belt intended for Reggie Savage, his eyes almost bulging out of his head with excitement. }::}

The Jackrabbit: Jobber Title…. Ooooh ooooh! Odjie gave me a job, so that makes me a jobber! Mistah Odjie is such a great boss! A title of my very own, mine, mine, all mine! Yayayayay!

{::{ The Jackrabbit happily straps the gold Jobber Title belt around his waste, grinning from ear to ear and parading around the small hallway in circles, showing off his new belt to an imaginary audience. Draco sighs and walks over to The Jackrabbit and taps him on the shoulder. The Jackrabbit overcome with joy doesn't even feel the gesture. Draco coughs a bit, but still no response from The Jackrabbit who is still celebrating his new found title. Finally, Draco spins him around and looks like he is ready to swing and The Jackrabbit is taken back a few steps by this. }::}

Draco: Listen....That belt around your waist was not meant for you. It is Reggie Savage's belt. He deserves it more than you.

The Jackrabbit: Oh hey-a Dracy, long see no time! Uhh…summat. What you mean it’s not mine!? ‘course it’s mine; Mistah Odjie gave me it for being his favorite jobber! Keep ya hands off, go get ya own title belt!

{::{ The Jackrabbit turns away from him protectively to keep the front of the title out of his view. }::}

Draco: Goddamnit! That belt is Savage's because--... Aww hell. You keep it! Forget I ever said anything. You are still the big headache I remember from GWO!

{::{ Draco turns walking away. He is heard muttering something about how ODJ needs to get some better more intelligent help. The Jackrabbit simply grins, caressing his new Jobber belt to a shine as he skips down the hallway. }::}

The Jackrabbit: I got a belt, I got a belt! Mine, mine, mine! I’ll love you and hug you and polish you every day, my precious!

{::{The camera switches back to Paco and Miller. }::}

Paco: My Precious? Give me a break!!

Miller: What is Jackrabbit thinking, no one wants to hold that title!

Paco: Unless your name is Han Zo Man or Scoot Time.

Miller: True. What a bizarre character that Jackrabbit is…

Paco: So are half of the ICWF roster.

Miller: True enough, this is indeed the home to the insane. Well fans, we just saw one brutal match. I understand both Casanova and Jack Sullivan are being attended to in the back… We’ll let you know if their condition improves or worsens, right now, it is time for the mystery match up of the night… Just exactly who is fighting for the Hardcore Title Paco? any ideas?

Paco: Me?

Miller: … Always with the great insight to things, thanks Paco!

Paco: No problemo!

Miller: What the, that’s the boss’ music!!

Paco: Alright, maybe he’s in the Hardcore Title Match!

Miller: You moron!

{::{Sure enough, “Hate Me Now” By NAS begins to play and the crowd boos loudly as the owner himself makes his way to the ring with the Hardcore Title over his shoulder. He ignores the boos from the crowd and the taunts from the fans nearby. He stops in front of the ring and has a talk with a few officials who just nod. He then gets inside the ring and talks briefly with the ref inside the ring. ODJ then smiles at the booing crowd, and goes to the corner, climbing it and raising the hardcore title.. You guessed it, more boos. }::}

Paco: When are the fans going to learn to love this man! LOVE HIM I TELL YA! He works hard for ya’ll!!

Miller: He’s an asshole and he deserves everything the fans give him!

Paco: You must want to get fired don’t ya?

Miller: No, I’m just keeping it real.

Paco: If you wanted to keep it real you would say “I’m GAY and I’m Proud!”

Miller: Well you just said it, so, good for you Paco.. Finally decided to come out of the closet huh?

Paco: Shut up.

{::{ODJ hops down from the apron and then asks for a mic. Joey hands him one and then speaks. }::}

ODJ: Will you all relax and shut the hell up!!?

{::{More boos from the crowd. }::}

ODJ: Didn’t think so.. Look, you can calm down, I am not your new Hardcore Champion… Even though, I most definitely deserve it.. But on the real, that is what this title is all about.. Being deserving enough to actually hold it, to actually challenge for it. So tonight, I have asked the ICWF roster to get together in the cafeteria with the exception of the participants in the Lightweight Title Match as well as the participants of the Heavyweight Title Match. They will be shortly shown in the Insane-A-Tron and the four men who will fight for this title will be called out by Joey. All four of these men deserve a shot at this title… and while they and I might not see eye to eye, I am willing to put my personal feelings aside for the good of the championship… So without further ado… Let me get Joey up in here so he can do his job….

{::{Joey gets inside the ring as ODJ gives him instructions. As they talk, you see ICWF officials setting up 3 tables around the ring… One is made out of glass, two are made out of wood… One of the officials dumps some contents inside of a paper bag into one of the wooden tables.. rusty nails… Another official empties one gallon of gasoline onto the other. A fourth official wraps barbwire around the ring ropes.. Miller and Paco stare in amazement.}::}

Paco: ODJ got something big planned for this one Miller, I can feel it!

Miller: But just who is fighting for this title!?!

{::{ODJ finisher talking to Joey and then Joey walks to the middle of the ring and speaks. }::}

Joey Styles: Fans it is time for the next match up and this one is “3 Elements of Insanity” match! The rules are as follows. Four wrestlers will battle it out under “tornado” rules, meaning, all four men battle it out at the same time. There are 3 tables set around the ring. If a wrestler is put through one of these tables.. He will be eliminated competition. The bout continues until only one wrestler remains… The one wrestler that was not put through a table… Whoever this wrestler is, he will be declared the new Hardcore Champion of the World!!! Now… Let us meet the participants!

{::{The Insane-A-Tron comes on to reveal, as ODJ stated, the cafeteria of the Wembley Arena full of ICWF wrestlers. Some are puzzled, some are cocky, some are even praying.. Hoping they get into this match up.. or perhaps, hoping they don’t. ODJ whispers onto Joey’s ear and he speaks. }::}

Joey Styles: Introducing the first participant… He is the brand new….. Television Champion!!! Zimdela Brudon!!!

{::{The crowd boos loudly and Zimdela gets up from his chair and exchanges a long hot wet kiss with Hope Finwood before shoving her down to the floor… He makes his way out of the cafeteria and heads for the ring. }::}

Paco: What the? ODJ!?! WHY!? Not this freak! He doesn’t deserve it!

Miller: Oh you and I both know that Zimdela is all about hardcore.. Hell, it’s part of his lifestyle!

{::{Zimdela makes his way down the ramp as the crowd continues to boo loudly. Zimdela gets inside the ring and ODJ tells Joey the second name… }::}

Joey Styles: His opponent, he is the brand new European Champion…. “Hard to the Core” Justin Taylor!!!

{::{The crowd boos loudly and ODJ just laughs… Zimdela’s sick smile is swept away, obviously not happy with his opponent. Taylor gets up from his chair screaming and hollering, even taunting some wrestlers as he exits the cafeteria.}::}

Paco: Ok now this is more like it.. This title, baring on who the next two are, is as good as Taylor’s!

Miller: I’m starting to see a pattern here, I have a pretty good idea who the next two will be…

{::{Taylor walks down the ramp, trash talking the fans all the way. Once he gets inside, ODJ tells Joey who the next person is. Joey nods and then speaks. }::}

Joey Styles: Their opponent, he is the only Champion so far to have held on to his title… He is none other than the North American Champion… Josh Allen!!!

{::{The crowd finally cheers loudly, having one of their favorites in this match up. Josh Allen gets up shocked, and actually gets some pats in the back from other wrestlers as he makes his way out of the cafeteria. }::}

Paco: Ah I see, what you saying is, all four champions under the Hardcore Title are the ones that are going to fight for it?

Miller: Definitely… but I really doubt Jack Sullivan can go after the vicious match up he went through.. ODJ might have picked someone else.

{::{Josh Allen comes out, arms high in the air and the crowd fully behind him. He slides inside the ring and keeps his distance from Taylor and Brudon, who are doing the same. ODJ tells Joey who the fourth and final member is, and then slides out of the ring. }::}

Joey Styles: and the last challenger and opponent to these three great warriors… He is the new Intercontinental Champion….. “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

{::{The crowd boos loudly as on the Insane-A-Tron the camera pans from right to left, but doesn’t see Jack Sullivan. You see DeMarko Frost get up and leave the cafeteria. }::}

Paco: I think Sullivan is still in the infirmary.

Miller: Yeah he is in no shape to compete, looks like this 4 way is going to be a 3 way.

Paco: Hey, here comes the boss, he’s going to join us! Hey jefe!!

Miller: Mr. Jimenez, a pleasure to have you!

{::{ODJ takes a seat next to Paco after shaking his head. Once he has his head set on he speaks. }::}

ODJ: Save the butt kissing Miller, I know how you feel about me!

Paco: Ha! In your face ass kisser, how about firing ODJ!?!

Miller: Please don’t, I really like it here!

ODJ: Relax Miller, I’m not going to fire ya… How about we focus on the match up at hand fellas?

Paco: Si jefe! Great picks by the way!

Miller: Oh, who’s doing the butt kissing now? Anyway Mr. Jimenez. It’s obvious that Sullivan won’t participate in this match up, you’re not going to try to find a replacement?

ODJ: Well if I know Sullivan like I think I do, he’ll find a way to make it to this match up.

Paco: Listen to him Miller, after all, Sullivan was ODJ’s right hand man at one point.

Miller: That he was, all I’m saying is, he took a beating at the hands of Casanova… His chances are very slim even if he does make it.

{::{All the champions hand their titles over to the ref. The ref hands them over to the time keeper who once he takes a seat, rings the bell. All 3 men look at each other ready for action. Taylor decides to make the first move, launching himself at Josh Allen! The two begin to exchange rights and lefts and Zimdela simply watches as he starts to play with himself. Josh Allen gets the upper hand on Taylor and nails him with a knee to the mid section. Allen sees what Zimdela is doing out of the corner of his eye and then grabs Taylor and whips him towards him, catching him off guard. Taylor crashes against Zimdela and both wrestlers go down hard. Josh Allen quickly picks Taylor back up and tosses him over the top, onto the outside. He then picks up Zimdela throwing him against the corner. Allen then begins to pummel him with kicks to the mid section. Allen then tries to whip him to the opposite side but Zimdela reverses it. Josh Allen hits hard, comes out stumbling, right onto a big boot from Zimdela! }::}

ODJ: I guess Sullivan is not going to make it, it’s really too bad.

Paco: Yeah it is, but I’m sure that vato we’ll get another shot…

Miller: I’m sure he will, but against who? All 3 of these men can be the Hardcore Champion. I honestly don’t see who’s going to come out on top!

{::{Zimdela picks Josh Allen back up and then lifts him up for a gorilla press, he holds him for a few seconds, enjoying his hand being in between Allen’s legs.. He then spins Allen around and slams him down hard to the canvas! Zimdela is about to pick up Allen but Taylor slides back inside the ring and delivers a tackle, clipping Zimdela down from behind! Brudon goes down hard and grabs his knee right away. Taylor gets to his feet and begins to stomp on Zimdela’s knee! He then grabs the leg and drops an elbow onto it. He gets back up and drops another elbow. Taylor then gets to his feet, still grabbing Zimdela’s leg. He then flips over Zimdela, snapping his leg forward, and then it snaps backwards as Taylor’s lets it go! Zimdela is in big time pain, but as it is to be expected, he is actually smiling. Taylor brings him back up and hooks him for a suplex, he gets the big man up, holds him for about ten seconds before delivering a huge vertical suplex! }::}

ODJ: Taylor never fails to amaze me… You have to admit that leaving Terror Corps was a good move for him.

Paco: Oh without a doubt! He took Angel’s title with ease, and should be able to pick up the Hardcore Title here!

Miller: I don’t know about all of that, Angel gave him a great run for his money.. .And saying you’re going to beat Allen and Brudon is definitely easier said, than done.

{::{Taylor gets up and then points to the glass table on the outside… The crowd boos loudly and Taylor just smiles. He is about to pick up Zimdela Brudon but he gets turned around by Allen instead who hooks him by his head and drops him with a diamond cutter! The crowd cheers loudly and Allen now goes to the corner.. He climbs to the very top and then jumps off, connecting with a guillotine leg drop to the back of Taylor’s neck!! The crowd cheers loudly, clearly behind Allen. He sees Zimdela getting to his feet and he waits for him.. When Zimdela is fully up, he turns towards Allen who charges at him and connects with a big time splash, backing Zimdela to the corner! Allen then sets Zimdela on the top turnbuckle before climbing to the second turnbuckle himself. He nails Zimdela with a couple of right hands before trying to hook him for a super-plex! Zimdela blocks it though, nailing Allen with a couple of right hands to the mid section, and then wrapping his arms around Allen, jumping with him and delivering an inverted atomic drop off the middle turnbuckle! }::}

ODJ: Man that’s one of the crazies I have ever seen in my whole tenure as an Owner.

Paco: Yeah, I bet you Allen is coughing up his bawls right about now!

Miller: Sick Paco!

{::{Josh Allen is in big time pain and Zimdela knows it. He picks Allen back up and then whips him towards the corner, Allen hits hard and Zimdela walks over, setting Allen on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs onto the second turnbuckle, before wrapping his arms around Allen. He goes to pick him up, but before he can, he is stopped by Taylor who comes from behind and begins to pummel him with forearm shots to his lower back! Brudon releases Allen and Taylor then gets in between Zimdela’s legs, pulls him off the corner and power-bombs him in the middle of the ring! Taylor gets up and begins taunting Brudon about liking pain and if he liked that? He then walks over to his leg, the one he had been working on earlier and then hooks it, spinning Zimdela around and applying his version of the edge-ucation! Zimdela holds his head in pain as Taylor continues his taunting. It doesn’t last long, as Allen, who was sitting on the corner now stands on it and then jumps off, nailing Taylor in the back of the head with a classic “Owen Hart” missile drop kick!! }::}

ODJ: Damn that Josh Allen! How dare does he interrupt Taylor’s fun! I was enjoying seeing Brudon in pain!

Paco: Well I’m sure Brudon isn’t too happy either sir, he loves pain like no other.

Miller: Regardless of who is upset, Allen right now has a huge opening! He can put both men out right now and win the Hardcore Title!

{::{Josh Allen picks up Justin Taylor and then hooks him by both arms, lifting him up and dropping him with a butterfly suplex! Josh Allen gets up, and tells the crowd he’s tossing Taylor! The crowd cheers loudly and a “J-A! J-A! J-A!” chant gets started. Josh Allen grabs Taylor, trying to bring him to his feet, but as he does, the crowd begins to boo as coming down the ramp is none other than Jack Sullivan, sporting a large band aid on his forehead and a chair on his hand!! Josh Allen doesn’t notice him as he is too busy with Taylor, hooking him between his legs for a power-bomb! Josh Allen goes to lift him up, but as he does, Sullivan slides in, chair in hand, and whacks Josh Allen in the back of the head with it! Josh Allen drops like a sack of bricks and Taylor drops to his knees.. He looks up and suffers the same fate as Allen, getting the chair shot right on his face! Sullivan then turns towards Zimdela Brudon who was starting to get up and then cracks him across his lower back with the chair! }::}

Miller: Sullivan made it! He made it and he has taken out the competition!

Paco: now that’s how you make a damn entrance!

ODJ: I told you he would make it… Now that he has though, watch Taylor rip him a new one!!

{::{Jack Sullivan tosses the chair to the side and goes after Zimdela Brudon, bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the ropes. Zimdela bounces off and Sullivan drops him with a power-slam! He then rushes to the ropes, bouncing off and dropping a knee across Brudon’s chest! He gets up and then brings him back up, grabbing him by his throat with both hands… Sullivan goes to lift him, but as he does, Taylor comes from behind and nails him with a forearm shot to the back of his head, causing him to release Zimdela who stumbles backwards. Taylor turns Sullivan around and lifts him up, body slamming him in the middle of the ring! Taylor then takes a running start towards the ropes but is greeted by Allen who grabs him by his head and tosses him to the outside! Taylor lands hard on his back, luckily for him, no table was set up on that side. Allen then picks up Sullivan, places his head underneath his jaw and then delivers a jaw-breaker! }::}

ODJ: Damn it! There are three heels inside the ring. There are three big mofos in there… and the one that is winning is the tiny bastard that the fans like.. Give me a f’n break!

Paco: Relax jefe, I’m sure they’ll bounce back and eliminate Allen first!

Miller: Josh Allen is the odd man out for sure, he is definitely the underdog… However, that’s just how Allen likes it.. He likes to be underestimated so he can shock the thousands of doubters by winning.

{::{Josh Allen then goes to the corner and climbs it to the very top.. He then jumps off but Brudon gets on his way and catches him with a bear-hug! Allen is trapped and Brudon drops him with a belly to belly suplex! Brudon gets up and then peels Allen off the mat. He then whips him towards the ropes.. Allen bounces off and Brudon lifts him onto his shoulders before dropping him with a roll forward slam! Brudon gets to his feet and is met by a right hand from Taylor who just got back in the ring. Taylor nails him two more times, backing Brudon to the ropes. He then whips him towards the other side. Brudon reverses it though and Taylor bounces off, only to get caught by Brudon who drops him with a tilt-a-whirl back-breaker! Brudon slides to the outside and begins to throw all kinds of weapons inside the ring. He keeps a rusty golf club on his hand as he gets back inside the ring. Sullivan is stumbling to his feet and Brudon nails him in the mid section with the golf club! Sullivan doubles over and Brudon nails him on his back with it, knocking him down to the mat! }::}

Paco: That’s what I’m talking about Brudon, use some f’n weapons! That’s what being hardcore is all about!

Miller: Oh my word, the match is about to get very violent, I can’t watch!

ODJ: I can’t believe I hired your pussy ass! Watch the match and call it as you see it! Paco’s right, this is what it’s all about!

{::{Brudon tosses the club to the side and then picks up Sullivan.. He then grabs him by his throat with one hand and takes him close to the ropes, looking down at the wooden table with the rusty nails on it. Brudon goes to lift him up but Sullivan hangs on to the ropes. Brudon tries to lift him again but again Sullivan hangs on to the ropes… Just then, a 2 x 4 comes charging at them, being held by Taylor! He nails both men with it, sending both big men over the top and onto the floor!! Taylor then jumps to the outside and then picks up Sullivan. He then nails him with the 2 x 4 on his mid section, causing him to double over. Taylor then swings, nailing Sullivan on his shoulder, and dropping him to the floor. Brudon gets up and turns Taylor around but he too takes a shot to the mid section! Brudon doubles over and Taylor winds back big and breaks the 2 x 4 over Brudon’s head! Taylor is pumped up, and now says it’s over.. He goes to pick up Brudon but gets surprised by Allen with a baseball slide right to the jaw! }::}

ODJ: Damn that Allen! He’s like an annoying little mosquito who refuses to be squashed!

Paco: Yeah, he must be the same breed that Miller is, cuz he’s annoying as hell too jefe!

Miller: Hey!

{::{Josh Allen picks up Taylor and then takes him around the corner and whips him towards the steel steps, Taylor reverses it though, pulling Allen in, giving him a kick to the mid section, then hooking him and dropping him with a stunner! Taylor gets up and then is about to pick up Allen but he gets turned around by Sullivan who wraps his hands around his neck! Sullivan is about to lift him but Taylor nails him with a low blow! Sullivan lets him go as he doubles over and Taylor hooks him and drops him right on the floor with a flowing DDT! Taylor gets up, talking trash to Sullivan. He then turns as he sees something coming, but isn’t able to react in time and gets nailed right on the face with the steel steps, being held by Zimdela!! Taylor drops to the floor, holding his face in pain. Zimdela lifts the steel steps about his own head and then brings them down hard across Taylor’s mid section! He then tosses them to the side before bringing Taylor back up. He tosses him inside the ring and goes in himself. He then picks up Taylor up in a bear hug before going to the corner. He climbs it, still holding Taylor and then jumps off to the outside, putting Taylor through the glass table with a spine-buster!! }::}

Paco: OH…!!!

Miller: MY……..!!!

ODJ: WHAT THE F’K!?! Taylor! Damn it, you were suppose to win!

{::{The crowd is cheering loudly and chanting “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” yes, at the same time.. Brudon stumbles to his feet, holding his shoulder in pain.. You see pieces of glass stuck to his arm, causing it to bleed… Taylor is down and a bloody mess… The ref calls for some EMTs who quickly rush over…Zimdela Brudon stumbles over to Jack Sullivan and brings him to his feet.. He then takes him closer to the other table, one that the ref sets on fire! Brudon hooks him for a suplex and tries to get him up, but can’t as Sullivan blocks it and then turns it into a swinging neck-breaker! Brudon stumbles to his feet and then brings Brudon back up… He then brings Brudon to his feet, turns him around, pulls back on his head, hooks him and drops him with a reversed twist of fate! Sullivan gets right back up, full of energy now and tells the crowd is over. He picks up Brudon yet again, but as he does, he gets blinded by a cloud of smoke! The smoke emits from a fire extinguisher being held by Allen! Sullivan stumbles backwards and Allen jumps onto Zimdela Brudon’s shoulders and drops him with a hurricanrana right through the flaming table!! }::}

Paco: Another one bites the dust, or the flames for that matter!!!

Miller: Back to back eliminations! First Brudon eliminates Taylor, and now Allen eliminates Brudon!!

ODJ: Damn that little pencil neck geek! Get him Sullivan! I hate the FTF, but I hate HOP even more!

{::{The ref grabs the fire extinguisher Allen used and puts the fire out… More EMTs show up, this time to assist Brudon… Allen got burnt himself, but his burns are less serious… Sullivan regains his vision, just in time as he sees Allen crawling on the floor.. Sullivan walks over and picks up Allen by his head and then tosses him inside the ring! Sullivan gets in himself and then grabs Allen… Allen surprises him with a right kick to the mid section though, causing Sullivan to double over.. Allen then charges at the ropes, bouncing off but Sullivan comes up, grabbing him by his neck, lifting him up and then bringing him down across his knee!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by loud boos. Sullivan gets up and tells the crowd is over.. He cockily kicks Allen’s head around and then finally picks him up… He then turns him around, pulls back on his head and hooks him for a reversed twist of fate! Sullivan goes to deliver it but before he does, Allen grabs him and then pulls himself up and over Sullivan’s shoulders, breaking free! }::}

ODJ: How the hell did he do that!?!

Paco: No f’n idea jefe!!

Miller: He knows Sullivan’s moves, he’s studied them.. He knows how to get out of them better than anyone else I’ve seen wrestle Sullivan!

{::{Sullivan turns around and Josh Allen jumps onto his shoulders and takes him down with a Hurricanrana!! The crowd explodes with cheers as Allen gets to his feet and tells them it’s over.. He drags Sullivan towards the side where the last table is set up.. He then goes to the outer part of the ropes and drags Sullivan under them as well. He then brings him up, gives him a kick to the mid section and then starts to hook him for a vertabreaker! Allen gets Sullivan up, but as he does, Sullivan grabs the top rope as leverage and uses it to pull himself back into the ring, landing on his feet! He goes after Allen but Allen goes under the top rope and nails Sullivan with a shoulder to the mid section! Sullivan stumbles backwards and Allen grabs the top rope and uses it to pull himself up onto it, and then jumps onto Sullivan, going for a cross body block! Sullivan catches him though, and then out-muscles Allen, lifting him onto his shoulders! Sullivan then gets nears the ropes, swings Allen around and drops him to the outside with flap jack, putting Allen through the third and last table! “OOOOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by loud boos as the bell rings! }::}

Joey Styles: Here is your winner…. And the NEEEEEEEEEEEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Hardcore Champion!!!!!! “THE EVOLUTION” JACK SULLIVAN!!!

{::{The crowd boos loudly as ODJ gets up from his seat and tosses the hardcore title to the ref. ODJ in return asks for the IC title, which he keeps on the commentators table… he sits back down and puts on his head set. }::}

Paco: He did it Jefe! Sullivan put down that little annoying f’ker you hate so much!!

ODJ: Hell yeah he did. I would have been happier if Taylor won it.. but hey, at least HOP didn’t win it.

Miller: Josh Allen was so close.. This is one match you can clearly say, Sullivan’s size was to his advantage..

{::{Sullivan raises his Hardcore Title high in the air and then listens to the crowd as the boos pour down. He then throws the title over his shoulder, looks over to ODJ on the outside and nods… ODJ nods back and Sullivan then makes his way to the back. }::}

Paco: Now you saw that Miller? That’s what you call respect! They might be fighting on opposite sides, but Sullivan still knows that in a way, thanks to ODJ, He is now the Hardcore Champion. You should thank ODJ, because you still have a job you f’n queer!

Miller: Oh shut up you fat burrito eating bastard! What you want me to nod to ODJ? Ok I’ll nod! There! Happy boss?

ODJ: Ah Miller, if I wasn’t in such a good mood I would bitch slap you… oh what the hell.. *SLAP!!!*

Miller: OOWWW! Ok I deserved that…

Paco: So ODJ, what are you going to do with that Intercontinental Title now?

ODJ: Well I got it all figure out Paco. I’m about to answer that right now I'll be right back, Joey give me a mic again..

Miller: Wait a minute guys, there is something going on in the back!

Paco: When isn’t there something going on backstage? What the hell is going on now?

{::{The Insane-A-Tron flashes and the backstage area is shown. Casanova is laid out on the floor, ICWF officials and his stable-mates Draco and Pendragon are checking on him. }::}

Paco: Maybe he was messing with somebody’s woman Miller?

{::{Casanova comes to and grabs his head. Pendragon gets up and walks a couple feet away and picks up a shirt on the floor. The Camera zooms in as Pendragon holds it up. We see it has the letters: “TC” on it. }::}

Miller: TC? Hmm looks like we know who the culprits are Paco.

Paco: The Cunts? A bunch of females attacked Casanova?

Miller: No man. It’s the Terror Corps.

ODJ: The cunts? Haha, that’s funny Paco!

{::{Draco grabs the TC shirt from Pendragon and throws it on the floor. Then he steps on it and spits on it. }::}

Miller: Looks like Terror Corps. is trying to send a message, and Draco isn’t too happy about it Paco.

Paco: I smell a rat here, something doesn’t seem right here…

ODJ: I smell it too, you sure you took a shower today Paco? Just kidding… But look, enough about the stables and all of that.. You guys want to find out what I’m going to do with the Intercontinental Title? Well then watch me.

{::{ ODJ gets up and throws the IC title over his shoulder. He then gets a mic from Joey as he gets inside the ring. ODJ looks at the crowd who is half booing and half cheering. }::}

ODJ: Ah, that’s more like it… You bitches know I am your pimp, and while I’m milking ya for all your money, you’ll know I take care of you ho’s!!

{::{The boos come back louder than ever. }::}

ODJ: Yeah, yeah… Well you are a probably wondering, well, you gave us a Hardcore Champion but now, who do we get for an Intercontinental Champion… Well… the answer is simple…. ME!!

{::{The crowd gasps in shock… }::}

ODJ: I’m just bull shitting… Hahaha… you guys should have seen your faces… hahaha…. I rule… No seriously, I’ve decided that I’m going to retire the Intercontinental Title for good….

{::{Crowd boos loudly again. }::}

ODJ: I’m just bull shitting again! Hahaha, oh man you guys are too easy… Alright… Check it… what I’m really going to do with the Intercontinental title is, put it up for grabs… No, not two weeks from now, not a month from now… No.. I’m going to put it up for grabs right now!!

{::{Crowd cheers… }::}

ODJ: Ah you like that didn’t ya? We’re going to have ourselves one of my favorite match ups… and while it is not hardcore, it is still a lot of fun to watch… So right here, in this piss poor country called England..

{::{More boos. }::}

ODJ: Alright I’m sorry, you guys are not poor.. but I’ll tell ya what, I’ll still piss on ya! Now… We are going to have ourselves a good all 8 men over the top battle royal! Joey, get your ass in here!!

Paco: and over the top battle royal for the IC title? That rocks!!

Miller: That’s big news, but now I must wonder, who will fight for it?

Paco: I think we’re about to find out!




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