[_Miller_] Welcome everyone to Spain! Welcome everyone to Santiago Bernabeu Stadium!! Welcome to Phobias!! We are live here in Madrid, where tonight, we have 10 action pack matches for you! I am your host Genuine Miller, and along for the ride are Paco “The Drinking Time Bomb” Perez and Eddie Jones, taking the spot of the “missing” Brandy Powers…

[_Paco_] “Kidnapped” Brandy Powers… I tried to find out what happened but nothing… Where is my love..?

[_Jones_] Your love? Paco, last time I checked, and saw, you and Brandy couldn’t stop arguing with each other!

[_Miller_] That’s Paco’s way of showing love.. That’s why he argues with me all the time…

[_Paco_] No, no.. See you got it all wrong like women in tuxedos, and you are coming up shorter than 5 Danny Devito’s.

[_Jones_] Been listening to the Ludacris album again huh?

[_Paco_] Yeah.. Anyway, no Miller, I really, really hate you…

[_Miller_] Shut up, you know you love me. Fans, what a great night we have planned for you tonight! 10 matches, 5 of them title matches, and in none, except for the main event, do we know who is facing who!!

[_Paco_] That’s right, we have no f’n idea.. So let’s cut the chit chat, and go down to Joey to find out who’s kicking who’s ass!!

[_Jones_] I’m down with that!

[_Miller_] Let’s do it then.. Joey, take it away…

|=/The camera switches over to Joey as around the ring you see an ICWF crew hard at work, putting some pipes up around the ring…\=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and gentlemen.. Damas y caballeros.. Welcome to PHOBIAS!!!!

|=/The Houston crowd, yes, the Houston crowd, remember, they were all flown over, plus the Spanish crowd cheers loudly…\=|

[_Styles_] It’s time for the opening bout.. ICWF fans are you ready? ARE YOU READY TO FACE YOUR FEARS? Well then.. Face… Arsonphobia!!!

|=/The crew finish doing whatever it was they were doing, and then rush to the corner. One of them has a control remote.. He pushes a button and then the pipes surrounding the ring go up in flames! Joey speaks as the crowd cheers loudly. \=|

[_Styles_] The following is an Inferno style match scheduled for one fall.. In order to win, a wrestler must set the other on fire.. Now.. for the participants!!!

[_Miller_] Wow, an Inferno match to start things off!

[_Paco_] Arsonphobia baby! Fear of fire! Fear it! Fear it!!

[_Jones_] Oh I fear it alright.. but I’m sure the two wrestlers picked to be in this match, are fearing it even more!

|=/"Innuendo" by Queen hits the PA System, and after the long drum roll, explosions fly and out comes Innuendo, completely hidden by a black tunic.\=|

[_Styles_] Introducing first, from parts unknown… Innuendo!!!

|=/He slowly walks down the ring, and smoothly climbs through the middle rope, he stands on the turnbuckle and removes his tunic. He is still hidden, this time behind a black leather costume, but he has bright white eyes. The lights go out and red and white lights start strobe lighting the arena. White Stripes' Seven Nation Army hits over the speakers, and the words "HOT SHOT" appear on the screen. The strobes concentrate around the entrance area. The silhouette of a man stands in the entrance, and suddenly he turns around as the lyrics kick in. The figure starts walking to the ring, slowly yet surely, pointing to the fans. He seems cocky and brash and seems to take his time. \=|

[_Styles_] and his opponent, making his debut in the ICWF from Rotherham, England… “Hot Shot” Jason Owen!!!

|=/The guitar lyrics kick in as "Hot Shot" Jason Owen practically reaches the ring. He climbs onto the apron and saunters through the ropes. Jason stands on a turnbuckle and reaches his arms out to the fans, only to snatch them back suddenly and reach his hands to the sky before beating himself on the chest and jumping off the turnbuckle to ready himself. The music fades as Jason awaits his opponent.\=|

[_Miller_] Wow, so it’s the new comer Jason Owen taking on another new comer, Innuendo..

[_Paco_] Innuendo has been here a tad bit longer, but he is still consider a rookie…

[_Jones_] Yeah, one that started out hot, but has lost his last two matches.

|=/Joey gets out of the ring and the pipes, which had been turned off, get turned up again, and flames upon flames surround the ring.. Owen and Innuendo look around, a bit concern about the match they must fight in.. The bell rings and then both men turn their attention towards each other… They lock up and there is a power struggle for a quick second before the much larger, and stronger Innuendo backs Owen to the corner.. The ref asks for a clean break but Innuendo ignores him, nailing Owen with an elbow to the face! Innuendo then nails him with a few forearm shots to the side of the head before whipping him to the other side.. Owen hits hard and Innuendo follows through, going for a splash… Owen moves out of the way though and Innuendo hits nothing but turnbuckle.. Owen quickly turns him around, wraps his arms around him and drops him with a belly to belly suplex! Owen gets up, bounces off the ropes and drops an elbow on Innuendo’s chest.\=|

[_Miller_] Innuendo started dominating but Owen showed his great speed and power.

[_Paco_] Yeah, “hot shot” picked up the 300 pound Innuendo with ease.

[_Jones_] Yeah, Innuendo has great resiliency though.. He’ll bounce back.

|=/Owen brings Innuendo back up to his feet and hooks him for a suplex.. He tries to bring the big man up but Innuendo blocks it, nailing him with forearm shots to the back and then a knee to the mid section. Owen falls to one knee but Innuendo brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes.. Owen bounces off and Innuendo nails him with a big boot to the face! Innuendo now goes to the ropes, bouncing off and going for a leg drop! Owen rolls out of the way though and Innuendo hits nothing but mat! Owen quickly gets up and begins to pummel Innuendo with right hands… Owen then brings Innuendo to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Reversal by Innuendo, Owen bounces off and Innuendo drops him with a clothesline! Innuendo then brings him to his feet, grabs his arm and hooks it between Owen’s legs.. He then hooks the other arm and pulls Owen up onto his shoulder and then slams him hard down to the mat, delivering a picture perfect pump handle slam!\=|

[_Miller_] You were right Jones, Innuendo bounced right back and now is dominating this match!

[_Paco_] That was his trademark move right there, but enough wrestling already… I want to see somebody’s ass get burned!

[_Jones_] Well if someone’s “ass” gets burned, we will definitely see “great balls of fire!”

|=/Miller and Paco give Jones a weird look.. Back in the ring Innuendo gets up and brings Owen to his feet… Innuendo then whips him towards the ropes.. Owen bounces off and Innuendo catches him, lifts him as if he was going for a flap jack but comes back the other way, going for an atomic drop! Owen blocks it though landing stiff on his legs and then nails Innuendo with a head butt! Innuendo stumbles backwards and Owen steps up to him, nailing him with right hands, backing him to the ropes.. He then whips Innuendo to the opposite side, Innuendo reverses it though and Owen bounces off.. Innuendo goes for a clothesline but Owen ducks it and puts on the breaks.. Both men turn towards each other and Owen nails Innuendo with a super kick!! Innuendo drops like a sack of bricks but Owen brings him to his feet and leans him against the ropes.. Innuendo looks dazed and confused and Owen takes a few steps backwards, before charging at him and nailing him with a clotheslines ending him over the top and onto the outside!\=|

[_Miller_] Innuendo went through the flames but not one part of his body caught fire!!

[_Paco_] So the match continues!?!

[_Jones_] It sure does!!

|=/Owen can’t believe Innuendo didn’t catch on fire but he quickly gets over and walks over to the corner.. He then climbs it, standing now at the very top.. Innuendo is face down, and struggling to get up… Eventually he does and turns towards the ring, just then Owen jumps off, nailing him with a super kick right to the kisser!! The crowd cheers loudly at the high flying move and Owen, embraces the cheers from the fans as he gets up… He then brings Innuendo to his feet, grabs him by his head and throws him against the steel guard rail head first! Innuendo grabs him again and throws him a second time.. Innuendo is in bad shape and Owen knows it.. He brings him back up and then whips him towards the fire! Innuendo reverses it though, pulling Owen in and dropping him with a short arm clothesline! Owen goes down hard and Innuendo tries to catch a breath.. . He then brings Owen to his feet and throws him over his shoulder.. He then walks over to the guard rail and drops him chest first unto it! \=|

[_Miller_] Both wrestlers are fighting on the outside now guys and things could get ugly quick!

[_Paco_] I don’t know about that, but things might get a little.. crispy? Hahaha…

[_Jones_] Yeah.. We’re going to be having ourselves a little rookie barbeque soon it seems!

|=/Owen holds his chest in pain and Innuendo steps on it hard.. He then brings him to his feet and whips him towards the fire! Owen drops to the ground, sliding under the pipe and half of his body going under the ring.. Innuendo walks over upset, grabs him by his head and then pulls him out.. He then hooks Owen between his legs but doesn’t notice that Owen has something on his hands.. Innuendo picks him up for a power-bomb, but as he does, Owen nails him with a steel chair, right on his forehead! Innuendo drops and Owen on top of him.. Owen then gets back to his feet, grabs the chair and then nails Innuendo one more time across his face, busting him wide open! Owen then brings Innuendo to his feet and hooks him for a suplex, with his back to the flames.. He then lifts him up and drops him stomach first into the guard rail! Owen doesn’t let him go, bringing him back up, hooking the leg this time and then drops him with a fisherman’s suplex right onto the flames! Innuendo stays on top of the flames and you see his tights catch on fire!! The bell rings right away as ICWF officials rush over with fire extinguishers and put the fire out…\=|

[_Styles_] and the man who has faced his phobia, and defeated it… “HOT SHOT” JASON OWEN!!!

|=/His music plays as the ref raises his arm in victory.. The crowd shows him a nice response.\=|

[_Miller_] Jason Owen makes his ICWF debut a successful one, facing Arsonphobia, and defeating it!

[_Paco_] Now that’s how you make a debut.. By winning an Inferno Match… Awesome job by Owen..

[_Jones_] Yeah, he put up a hell of a fight and he showed the much bigger Innuendo that size doesn’t matter.

[_Paco_] Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, tiny.

[_Miller_] Now, now Paco… Be nice.

[_Jones_] Is not the size of the boat.. IS THE MOTION IN THE OCEAN!

|=/The camera switches to the back, ODJ’s office to be exact. He is wearing a black suit, and is leaning back on his chair with his feet up on his desk and is smoking a cigar.. He is talking to someone on his cell phone.. \=|

[_ODJ_] Oh yeah, tonight is going to be great… Yeah I have some awesome matches lined up.. The opening bout? Nah that was nothing compare to some of the matches we’re going to have later on… Oh yeah, keep watching.. What? El Linchador? Man I’m not worried about that fool! Yeah he thinks changing the venue to Spain is going to piss me off? Nah, I like Spain.. Hell, he forgot that this is where I met his mom!! What? Oh yeah you right, where I DID his mom.. Hahaha… Good one.. Nah man, I ain’t worried about him.. Yeah I know, legally his my son and can screw me over, but he doesn’t have the guts.. and if he tries more dumb shit with me, I’ll just seek Jack Sullivan on him.. Anyway, I’ll talk to you later…

|=/ODJ flips his phone shut and then continues to puff on his cigar, with a huge smile on his face. The camera switches back over to the crew…\=|

[_Miller_] ODJ is confident that El Linchador will not pull any more tricks…

[_Paco_] Of course he is confident. He is the damn owner, and El Linchador is just a little mosquito that won’t go away.

[_Jones_] I don’t know, ODJ shouldn’t get too comfortable… For all we know, El Linchador could show up here tonight.

[_Miller_] Well he is injured, so I really doubt that he would come..

[_Paco_] Yeah, a one legged man can’t do much in an ass kicking contest..

[_Jones_] Really JR? Now tell us about your magical barbeque sauce!

[_Paco_] Shut up! Don’t compare me to that fool!

[_Jones_] Then stop talking like him, partner.

[_Miller_] Knock it off guys… Well fans it’s time for the next match up.. What kind of phobia will we face? Who will the participants be? Styles is about to answer that for us!

|=/The camera switches over to Joey who is already in the middle of the ring…\=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for you to face your face your fears again.. Are you ready!?! Then face… Motorphobia!!!!

|=/The Insane-A-Tron comes on and we are showing the underground parking lot of the Stadium.. There we see a circle of cars and inside the circle, a referee stands… Some of the cars that make the circle have the front facing the ref, while others have the trunk facing him… Joey speaks again.\=|

[_Styles_] The following is a “Parking Lot Brawl” scheduled for one fall! Now, let’s meet the participants!!

|=/“Trapt” by Headstrong begins to play as on the Insane-A-Tron, you see Martyn Keech appear from the right and get inside the circle of cars.\=|

[_Styles_] Introducing first, from Scunthorpe, England… Martyn “The Trapper” Keech!!!

|=/The crowd cheers loudly… His music dies down and then “Dragon’s Child” By Iced Earth begins to play and the crowd cheers even louder.\=|

[_Styles_] His opponent, from New York City, New York… “Top Gun” Mike Allen!!!

|=/He appears from the right and gets inside the circle.. Just then a bunch of fans are let through, so they circle the cars.. They cheer loudly and chant their favorite’s guy name..\=|

[_Miller_] Motorphobia huh? The fear of automobiles! You think either of these two fear cars?

[_Paco_] Hell, if I know my skull is going to get put through one of them, I would.. Who knows what kind of crazy moves these two will do on these cars!!

[_Jones_] I agree with Paco.. When a car becomes a weapon, everyone should fear it!

|=/The bell rings and the ref signals to the wrestlers that the match is a go… They circle each other while checking out their surroundings.. You have some nice cars while others are quite crappy.. Allen goes for a lock up but Keech side steps it and nails Allen with a knee to the mid section. Allen doubles over and Keech nails him with a few forearm shots to the back before turning him around, hooking him for a suplex and delivering it on the cold concrete! Keech rolls on top of Allen for the pin, one! Two! Kick out! Keech brings him back up to his feet and then whips him towards the back of a van, but Allen reverses it and Keech hits face first! He stumbles backwards and Allen hooks him from behind and drops him with a belly to back suplex! Allen gets up and begins to stomp on Keech’s chest.. He then walks over to the van and opens the back door, only one of them.. He then brings Keech to his feet and whips him towards the door, Keech hits hard face first!\=|

[_Miller_] This match promises to be a violent one guys..

[_Paco_] Hell yeah, I’m loving it!

[_Jones_] Hey Miller, isn’t that your car over there?

|=/Allen goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Allen… Allen gets up and brings Keech to his feet, he then throws him over his shoulder, and then walks towards a pick up and then drops him chest first on the back door of it! Keech is in big time pain, holding his chest… Allen climbs onto the bed of the truck, then jumps off, connecting with a leg drop! Allen goes for a pin but again Keech kicks out… Allen gets up, limping a bit and then brings Keech to his feet.. he then lifts him unto his shoulder and goes to throw him unto the bed of the truck but Keech breaks free, falling behind Allen. He then pulls back on his head, hooks him and drops him with a reversed DDT! Keech goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Allen! Keech stumbles to his feet, still holding his chest in pain, and walks over to the van.. He looks inside it and takes out a ladder! He sees Allen on all fours, trying to get up and he quickly comes over and nails him with the ladder across his back!\=|

[_Miller_] Oh! That one is going to leave a mark!

[_Paco_] A mark?! That shot can break some ribs, not to mention your back!!

[_Jones_] and Keech is nailing him time and time again!

|=/Keech is doing as Jones says, and after the fifth shot he stands the ladder up and then begins to climb it.. He reaches the second to last rung and signals to the crowd, who give him a mix reaction… He is about to climb onto the last rung but Allen, turns slightly and then with his feet, pushes the ladder, causing it to tip over, sending Keech crashing unto the hood of a Toyota Corolla! “OOOH!” is heard from the fans there, and inside the stadium… Allen stumbles to his feet as Keech has yet to move a muscle.. Allen walks over and climbs onto the hood.. He brings Keech to his feet and then hooks him by his waist.. He then lifts him and drops him onto the windshield of the Corolla with a gut-wrench power-bomb, shattering it to pieces!! The crowd cheers loudly and Allen quickly gets on top of Keech and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Keech! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd who definitely thought it was over! Allen can’t believe it and he makes another pin, one! Two! Kick out again!\=|

[_Miller_] That was a hell of a move, very impressive, but even more impressive, was the fact that Keech kicked out!

[_Paco_] I’m just happy he kicked out, that means the match continues…

[_Jones_] Relax Paco, we have eight more matches to go!

|=/Allen is upset, he brings Keech to his feet, still on the Corolla.. He hooks him between his legs and goes for a pile-driver, no, Keech blocks it and back body drops Allen onto the floor!! Keech drops to his knees, holding his back in pain, while Allen, does the same thing on the floor below.. Keech gets off the corolla and goes over to Cadillac, he opens the trunk and takes out a tire iron! He walks over to where Allen is, struggling to get up and he waits.. Allen finally makes it to his feet and Keech nails him with the tire iron on the mid section! Allen doubles over and Keech nails him with the tire iron across his back! Allen drops to the floor and appears out.. Keech tosses the tire iron to the side and then flips Allen over, and makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out! Keech can’t believe it.. He grabs the tire iron again and then brings Allen to his feet… Allen can barely stand and Keech swing with the tire iron, going for the head but Allen ducks it, hooks Keech and drops him with a Sambo-slam!\=|

[_Miller_] Nice block there for Allen, who would have definitely been knocked out with that tire iron!

[_Paco_] Yeah, one shot to the temple is all it takes!

[_Jones_] I don’t think Allen knew where he was, I think it was all instinct..

|=/Allen doesn’t have enough to pin Keech, as he is hurting big time.. Keech rolls on his stomach, and then tries to push himself up.. Allen sits up and then uses a nearby car to pull himself up.. He leans against it as Keech gets to his feet too.. Keech charges at Allen but Allen steps up to him, surprising him and back body dropping him into the hood of a Hummer(H2)!! Allen tries to climb it, and does from the driver side.. He grabs Keech and throws him on the roof of the Hummer.. He climbs it as well and then brings Keech to his feet, Keech surprises him with a right hand though! Another, another, another! Allen is rocking and Keech quickly hooks him for a jack-hammer, his finisher! He tries to pick up Allen but Allen blocks it and turns it into a falling neck-breaker! Both men manage to stay on the roof of the car and Allen gets up and brings Keech to his feet.. He then throws him across his back, going for a torture rack.. No… Allen jumps off, delivering a reversed DVD onto the floor below!! “OOOOOOH!!” is heard from the crowd followed by that famous: “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Allen is in pain, holding his elbow in pain.. Still, he manages to flip him over, to reveal the bloody face of Keech! Allen hooks the leg for the pin! One! Two! Three!! Bell rings!\=|

[_Styles_] Here is your winner.. and the man who has faced his phobia, and defeated it… “TOP GUN” MIKE ALLEN!!!

|=/The crowd in the parking lot and inside the stadium cheer loudly…\=|

[_Miller_] Mike Allen wins with his finisher, “The Long Way Down!” and that was indeed, a long way down!

[_Paco_] Yeah, did you see Keech’s face? He probably broke his nose, and jaw and more shit!

[_Jones_] Yeah, he is definitely going to need a plastic surgeon after that!

[_Miller_] Two matches down and we have already seen someone set on fire and some busted open, big time… If the night continues like this, the local Hospital is going to have an emergency room full of ICWF wrestlers!

[_Paco_] Yeah, but while some wrestlers are at the hospital, others will be out celebrating, and bragging about how they faced their phobias and won…

[_Jones_] Yeah, winning a match you have no idea who you are going to face, and what kind of a match you are going to be in, is big.. Hell of a career boost.

|=/All of the sudden the scene changes and we find ourselves inside ODJ’s room, he has an ICWF official, which is wearing a headset, by the throat, pinned against the wall.. ODJ lifts as the official struggles to breath… \=|

[_ODJ_] Now.. I’m going to ask you one last time.. Who in the hell booked that match!?!

[_Official_] I.. ugh… told.. you… sir… you… you did… ugh..

[_ODJ_] I did not book that match!!

[_Official_] No..? Nobody books… matches but.. but you sir… please… let me… go.

[_ODJ_] Someone sabotaged that match, and I want to know who damn it! Now you go and find out or it’s your ass!!

|=/ODJ drops him on the floor and the official gets up and rushes out of ODJ’s office. ODJ seats down on his chair, pissed off as can be, wondering what’s going on… The camera cuts over to the crew again. \=|

[_Miller_] Wait a minute, ODJ did not book that last match?

[_Paco_] I knew it was to crappy to be ODJ’s booking..

[_Jones_] But who would book that match if not ODJ? He’s the only one that can book cards around here…

[_Miller_] Yeah, something’s up guys.. and I don’t know what.. But we can’t dwell on it too much, we have to keep going with the show.

[_Paco_] Yeah but now you have to wonder, did ODJ booked the next match? Or is it going to get sabotaged again?

[_Jones_] Yeah, specially since it’s the first title match of the night!!

[_Miller_] I’m sure Darodevil is dying to know.. Let’s find out.. Joey, take it away.

|=/The camera switches over to Joey who gets inside the ring… \=|

[_Styles_] Fans, are you ready!?! Are you ready to face your fears again!?! Well, then… Face Pnigophobia!!!

[_Paco_] The hell is that? The fear of pigs!?!

[_Miller_] No you ignorant mule.. It’s the fear of choking, or being smothered… Guys, what’s one way of choking? Being hung right? So that means this is a hang’em high match!!!

[_Jones_] Holy shit!

|=/The crowd is cheering.. Then you see a noose being lowered until it’s about 10 feet from the ring. \=|

[_Styles_] The following is a “Hang’em High” match schedule for one fall and it’s for the European Championship!!!

|=/ The lights in the arena go out, and the cameras circle around the arena. There are orange and black strobe lights pointing out 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. \=|

[_Styles_] Introducing first, the challenger… Making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York… “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. He gets on and then looks at the noose, shaking his head and grabbing his throat, rubbing it back and forth.. The arena goes dark, as "The Man Without Fear" by Drowning Pool, featuring Rob Zombie, begins to play. Ten seconds into the song, it's still dark, until just as the main riff hits. A huge explosion, a veritable inferno of flame and smoke erupt everywhere, sending waves of heat over the crown. Standing just outside the backstage entrance, in full view of the crowd, is the Darodevil. On the ground underneath him, burning on the metal grate, two D's form his symbol, while the same symbol shows on the Insane-A-Tron. \=|

[_Styles_] and his opponent… Making his way to the ring from Limerick, Ireland… Here is your European Champion!!! Darodevil!!!

|=/ Carrying his retractable metal cane in hand, and dressed in his Darodevil costume (a functional duplicate of the movie costume), the Darodevil heads down the ramp, walking at a deliberate pace, until he's 3/4 of the way there. Once to that point, he breaks into a run, and leaps, Olympic high jump style, rolling in mid air, and just barely making it between the middle and top ropes. He hits the mat rolling, tucking his knees in and hopping up to his feet, standing ready in the ring for his opponent.\=|

[_Miller_] Take a look at Frost.. He is not happy to be in this match… It was this very match that almost killed him a few weeks back…

[_Paco_] Yeah, he has been hung before, and he does not want to be hung again, because this time, well, that rope might do the trick!

[_Jones_] Miller you said earlier of local hospital being full of wrestlers, after this match, someone might not take a trip there, but to the local morgue.

|=/Darodevil hands the title over to the ref.. He shows it to the crowd and then hands it over to the time keeper… The bell rings and both men begin to circle each other. They finally lock up and Frost quickly applies a headlock.. He then turns it into a hammer lock before nailing Darodevil across the back of his head with a forearm shot! Darodevil stumbles onto the ropes.. He turns around and Frost charges at him, clothes-lining him over the top! Darodevil lands hard on his back and Frost goes right after him, bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the steel steps! Darodevil hits hard, shoulder first! Frost moves in, bringing him to his feet and whipping him towards the guard rail.. Darodevil jumps onto it though, standing on it, spinning around and then flying towards Frost, taking him down with a flying clothesline! The crowd cheers loudly. Darodevil quickly hooks the leg for the pin, the ref gets out of the ring and counts.. one! Two! Kick out by Frost. \=|

[_Miller_] Close call there.. .Frost just has to be thinking about that rope every time he gets pinned…

[_Paco_] Yeah, he is definitely feeling Pigphobia!!

[_Jones_] Pnigophobia dumb ass.

|=/Darodevil gets up and brings him back up to his feet, he then lifts him onto his shoulder, charges at the ring, and throws him against the steel post, chest first. Darodevil stomps on him a few times before bringing him to his feet, grabbing him by his head and then going to smash it against the steel post but Frost blocks it, elbows Darodevil on the mid section, grabs his head and smashes it against the ring post instead! Darodevil stumbles backwards and Frost nails him with a drop kick! Frost quickly gets back up and walks over to Darodevil grabbing him by his legs, hooking them under his arms and catapulting Darodevil, right into the ring post! Darodevil hits face first and appears out! Frost quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Frost gets up and brings him back to his feet, He then hooks him between his legs, lifts him and drops him with a pile-driver!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd as Frost quickly makes another pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Darodevil!\=|

[_Miller_] A pile-driver on the outside can be very deadly guys!!

[_Paco_] Yeah, he could have easily snapped Darodevil’s neck like a twig!

[_Jones_] I guess that super-hero outfit, does have its benefits huh?

|=/Paco and Miller give Jones that “you’re an idiot.” Look. Back to the match where Frost picks up Darodevil and tosses him inside the ring.. He goes in himself and then makes another pin on Darodevil to make sure, one! Two! Kick out! Frost brings him back up and whips him towards the corner.. Darodevil hits hard and Frost walks over, nailing him with a few knife edge chops! Frost then sets Darodevil on the top turnbuckle.. He then climbs it to the second turnbuckle before hooking Darodevil for a super-plex! Darodevil fights him off though, nailing him with punches to the mid section.. Frost still tries to pull him up but Darodevil continues to block it, until he is the one that lifts Frost up and drops him with a face first super-plex! Darodevil quickly flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Darodevil turns over on his back and then jumps to his feet.. He runs towards the ropes, jumps onto the middle one and springboards, delivering a lion-sault! He hooks the leg for the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out!\=|

[_Miller_] and Darodevil almost got the three count there!

[_Paco_] Yeah, Frost was half a second away from getting hung again!

[_Jones_] That has to be on his mind, its got to be hunting him.. But in a way, it’s actually helping him, because it’s keeping him alert.

|=/Darodevil brings him back up to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Frost bounces off and Darodevil jumps onto his shoulders and goes for a Hurricanrana! No, Frost blocks it and turns it into an elevated Boston crab! Darodevil is in big time pain and the ref asks him if he gives up but he shakes his head no.. Frost pushes his knee against Darodevil’s back to add more pain.. Darodevil screams and lifts his hand as if he is going to tap.. The crowd gets up and looks on, expecting the beginning of the end… Darodevil instead though inches his way towards the ropes…. He almost has them, almost, almost.. Frost tries to hang on but can’t, and Darodevil manages to grab the bottom rope! The ref tells Frost he has to break it and reluctantly he does… The crowd applauds and tries to get Darodevil to bounce back… Frost brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes.. Darodevil bounces off and Frost catches him and drops him with a back-breaker! \=|

[_Miller_] What a back-breaker! He nearly cut him in half there!!

[_Paco_] Now that’s a f’n back breaker! He got him up really high, and brought him down as hard as he possibly could! You’re right Miller, if his knee was a knife, we would have two midget Darodevil's right now.

[_Jones_] Midgets rule!!

|=/Frost goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out by Darodevil! Frost brings him back up to his feet and then takes him to the corner.. There, he hooks him between his legs, he lifts him up for a power-bomb, then delivers it, not before running towards the middle of the ring, adding to the impact! The running power-bomb brings cheers from the crowd, Frost makes the pin again! One! Two! Kick out by Darodevil again! Frost brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes, Darodevil drops to his knees before hitting the ropes and slides under the bottom rope, falling to the outside! Frost smiles as he walks over and steps to the outer part of the ring.. Darodevil is leaning against the guard rail, trying to get up… Frost waits patently.. Darodevil eventually gets up and leans against the guard rail as Frost jumps off, going for a double axe handle smash, but Darodevil moves out of the way and Frost crashes against the guard rail!\=|

[_Miller_] That was a great set up by Darodevil, who knew where Frost was the whole time!

[_Paco_] Yeah, and now he has him hanging out to dry on the guard rail.

[_Jones_] It’s Darodevil’s match to win right now.. If he is going to win, he has to go for it now!

|=/Darodevil hops back inside the ring and then climbs to the very top.. Then, as Frost is folded up on top of the guard rail, Darodevil jumps off, connecting with a guillotine leg drop to the back of Frost! Darodevil is on the ground, holding his leg in pain while Frost is also on the ground, but holding his back.. The ref gives them the ten count.. As he reaches six, both wrestlers start to come around… Frost is the first to get up, he goes to grab Darodevil but Darodevil surprises him with an European uppercut, sending Frost stumbling backwards! Darodevil quickly jumps up on the apron… He then jumps off, flying over Frost, but grabbing him on the way down, dropping him with a neck-breaker! Darodevil quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Frost! “OOOH!!” is heard from the crowd, who definitely thought Darodevil had the three count. Darodevil tells the crowd is over.. He picks up Frost and tosses him inside the ring.. He goes in himself and then brings Frost to his feet, he whips him towards the ropes… Frost bounces off and Darodevil jumps onto his shoulders, going for a head scissors, no, Frost pushes him off, causing Darodevil to land flat on his stomach!\=|

[_Miller_] Nice block by Frost there!!

[_Paco_] Damn! I never seen someone block Darodevil’s finisher!!

[_Jones_] That’s because it’s hard as hell to block!

|=/Frost stumbles backwards onto the corner.. Darodevil gets up, holding his mid section in pain.. He sees the Frost on the corner catching a breather and he charges at him, jumping on him and delivering a monkey flip! Frost lands on his feet though!! Frost turns towards Darodevil as he gets up and gives him a kick to the gut, Frost then hooks him between his legs, hooks both arms and drops Darodevil with a pedigree!!! Frost quickly flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Three! Frost gets the pin and right away the noose begins to lower itself.. Frost gets up, and grabs it.. reluctantly he grabs it and places it around Darodevil’s neck.. The noose starts to get picked up… Darodevil starts struggling with it as it pulls him up.. He is up to his knees and now to his feet, Darodevil grabs the rope with both of his hands, pulls himself up as is able to break free by flipping over!! \=|

[_Miller_] He managed to escaped!!

[_Paco_] Holy shit!!

[_Jones_] Indeed! He’s become Houdini!!

|=/Darodevil lands on his feet and Frost goes for a clothesline but Darodevil blocks it and then runs towards the ropes.. He jumps on the top one, springs boards, and as Frost turns around, Darodevil catches him with his legs and drops him with a flying head scissors! The crowd cheers.. Darodevil goes for the pin! One! Two! Three! NO! Two! Two! Frost kicked out at the last second! Darodevil can’t believe it as he pleads with the ref.. The crowd can’t believe it either.. Darodevil goes back to Frost… He picks him up, and hooks him for a suplex, no, Frost turns it into a cross-face!! The crowd is on their feet.. Frost already got the pin, so he doesn’t need the submission.. Darodevil has no chance but to try to reach the ropes so Frost breaks it.. He tries to inch his way over but Frost has a good lock, and is pulling back hard! Darodevil keeps trying to reach for the ropes but has started to face.. The ref checks on him but Darodevil is not moving at all.. Frost breaks the hold and then stands up, grabbing the noose again.. he then picks up Darodevil and puts the noose around his neck.. He then lets him go as the noose starts to get up, lifting Darodevil off the ground! You see Darodevil’s feet kick like crazy as the ref calls for the bell!!\=|

[_Styles_] Here is your winner, and the man who faced his phobia, and defeated.. and also… your… NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! European Champion!!!! “THE COLD BLOODED KILLER” DEMARKO FROST!!!

|=/Frost quickly grabs Darodevil, holding him up so he’s not being hung anymore.. the rope starts to lower itself and Frost is able to lay Darodevil down on the mat.. The ref hands Frost his title as he then calls for the EMTs.\=|

[_Miller_] Frost showing great sportsmanship there, but gentlemen, wow, talk about facing your fears and defeating them!

[_Paco_] Yeah, Frost had been hung before, didn’t want to be hung again, and managed to defeat Darodevil.. damn good match.. Although he look like a pussy there in the end, helping Darodevil up.

[_Jones_] Maybe he is not a “cold blooded killer” after all…

[_Miller_] Maybe, but I’ll tell you what he is though, our new European Champion!!

[_Paco_] I bet you Darodevil was suffering of beltphobia before the match.. Fear of losing his belt! Hahaha…

[_Jones_] Good one Paco.

|=/The scene cuts to the backstage area as we see a door marked “dressing room”. Mr. Smith stands beside the door with a microphone in his hand, staring into the camera.\=|

[_Mr. Smith_] Guys, we’ve just received word that something is going on back here, yet, as I stand before you, there’s absolutely nothing happening at all. Wait, I’m hearing now that the action is taking place inside the dressing room, so let’s go see what’s going on.

|=/Mr. Smith turns and thinks of knocking, then decides against it, opening the door and entering the dressing room. As he enters, the camera pans around to show everything in its rightful place, nothing out of sorts. As the camera continues to scan the area, we see PIC sitting on a bench in front of a series of lockers, his head facing the ground. The crowd cheers at his site.\=|

[_Mr. Smith_] PIC, what in the world is going on back here? We were told there was an altercation of some sorts.

[_PIC_] Well, I’m sitting here preparing for whatever match may come up later on, so I really couldn’t tell you what’s going on. Perhaps your information is incorrect.

[_Titan 3_] No, perhaps YOUR information is incorrect…beotch!

|=/Both Smith and PIC turn to see Titan 3, who comes charging and spears PIC off the bench into the lockers. He then picks PIC up and hoists him onto his shoulder, slamming him repeatedly into both the lockers and the wall beside them. He drops PIC to the ground, who gives Titan 3 a low blow. PIC then gets back to his feet and punches Titan 3 in the nose, causing it to start pouring blood. PIC then hops up onto the bench and drop kicks Titan 3 back into the set of lockers across the room. PIC then charges and gives Titan 3 a spear of his own. He then shakes the lockers off of their hinges and slams them down onto Titan 3. He lets out a loud grown as PIC steps up on top of the lockers and looks down at him.\=|

[_PIC_] The only thing I’ve ever been incorrect about is giving people like you too much credit. I’d love to stick around and make you look even more a fool than you already do, but I’ve got a match of some sorts to prepare for. But, don’t worry…your little attack here, or lack there of…won’t go forgotten. That you can count on…that is a promise!

|=/PIC steps down off the lockers and pushes Smith out of the way as he exits the room and heads down the hallway. The scene then cuts back to ringside.\=|

[_Miller_] Woah, what was that about?

[_Paco_] I have no clue, but you know it doesn’t take much to piss off Titan 3!

[_Jones_] Maybe he just needed a pre-match brawl to get himself ready for tonight’s main event..

[_Miller_] But he lost that one, so I doubt it would help!!

[_Paco_] Yeah, Titan 3 got manhandled by PIC… That’s not a good sign for tonight’s main event..

[_Jones_] It sure isn’t… Killa Kali has the advantage now.

[_Miller_] Indeed. Well fans, it’s time for our next match up.. Who will face who? Will a title be on the line? What kind of a match will it be?

[_Paco_] I don’t know, but can’t wait to find out!

[_Jones_] Me either!

|=/The camera switches over to Joey who is already inside the ring..\=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and gentlemen… It’s time once again for your to face your fears.. are you ready!?!

|=/Crowd cheers loudly…\=|

[_Styles_] Then… Face…. Hemophobia!!!!

|=/The lights in the arena go out as a slow melodic tune from and organ plays over the loud speakers. Slight amounts of whispering can be heard in the organ's music and it quickly fades as one of the whispers over powers it. The whisper is that of a small child with a British accent. “We want to play, can we come out and play?” Almost as soon as the voice fades, “Perfect Insanity” by Disturbed takes its place and a single spot light shine on the entrance ramp. Angel steps into the light and heads towards the ring, mumbling random things to himself. \=|

[_Styles_]The following is a first blood match!! Introducing first, making his way to the ring fro Seattle, Washington… Angel!!!

|=/"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. \=|

[_Styles_] and his opponent… Making his debut in the ICWF, 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.\=|

[_Miller_] So a Hemophobia match is next!

[_Paco_] I don’t fear blood though, I love it.. I love seeing it that is!! Specially when is in bunches a wrestler gets pummeled away!

[_Jones_] Damn Paco, you are one sick bastard.

[_Miller_] Indeed he is.. and our participants are Angel, returning a little early I think from his injury.

[_Paco_] Well it depends on how you look it… See, he’s facing a rookie, so to me, he has this match in the bag.. 100 percent or not.

[_Jones_] I don’t know, I’ve heard nothing but good things about this guy Danger kid.

|=/The bell rings and both men step towards each other, meeting in the middle of the ring.. Right away they lock up. Danger quickly puts on a headlock but Angel easily pushes him off to the ropes.. Danger bounces off and Angel catches him and sends him flying with an arm drag. Both men jump to their feet, Danger charges at Angel and Angel sends him flying with another arm drag! Danger slides out of the ring and curses at himself. Angel just looks on, not going after him.. Danger hops back on the apron and gets inside the ring.. Danger steps up to Angel and they lock up again.. Just like at the beginning, Danger applies a headlock.. Again Angel pushes him off to the ropes.. Danger bounces off and Angel goes for a hip toss this time, and gets Danger over! Danger lands hard on his behind, and before he can get up, Angel quickly gets on him, applying a reversed chin lock. Danger tries to sit up but Angel has a good grip on him. The ref checks the hold, to make sure it’s not a choking one.\=|

[_Miller_] Pretty interesting start for a first blood match huh guys?

[_Paco_] Interesting? This is boring as f’k!!! Come on, break the f’n holds and go grab a chair or something..

[_Jones_] Well, I think Angel might be using these holds, and mat wrestling to hide his injury.. I honestly think he came back to early.

|=/ Danger manages to fight off the hold, making it to his feet, then turning slightly, nailing Angel with elbows to the mid section. Danger then goes to the ropes but Angel catches him and sends him flying with a hip toss, no, Danger lands on his feet this time, turns around and takes down Angel with a clothesline. He then gets to his feet and begins to stomp hard on him! Danger then brings him to his feet and whips him towards the ropes, Angel bounces off and Danger nails him with a drop kick right to the kisser! Danger brings him back up and then whips him towards the corner.. Angel hits hard and Danger charges at him, connecting with a big time splash! Danger sets him on the top turnbuckle now, then takes a few steps back before spinning around and delivering a thunderous Texas Tornado punch, sending Angel tumbling down to the outside!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd after the vicious punch… Danger climbs the turnbuckle, instead of going after Angel who is laying flat on his back.. Danger measures him before jumping off, and connecting with a body splash!\=|

[_Miller_] and Harvey Danger has exploded! What great offense by this rookie!!

[_Paco_] Damn, Angel gave him an opening and now he’s making him pay!

[_Jones_] and now we’re going to see just how healthy Angel is, and if he can bounce back in this match.

|=/Danger gets up and looks around at the crowd who are cheering him some… He then picks up Angel, grabs him by his head and slams it against the guard rail. Angel drops to one knee and Danger grabs him again, picking him up and slamming him a second time against it.. Angel drops to the floor now but Danger is not letting up, bringing him back up to his feet.. He then whips him towards the ring post, Angel reverses it and Danger hits face first!! Danger is down on the floor while Angel is catching a breather… He then walks over to where Danger is trying to get up, Angel brings him to his feet, hooks him for a suplex and delivers it! Angel now gets up and hops back up on the apron, he then goes to the corner and climbs it to the very top… He then measures Danger before jumping off, and going for a flying elbow drop! He misses as Danger rolls out of the way!! Angel is in big time pain now, holding his elbow and shoulder.. Danger sees this, and quickly brings Angel back up to his feet, lifts him for a body slam but drops him with a shoulder breaker instead!\=|

[_Miller_] Angel might have re-aggravated that shoulder again guys!

[_Paco_] Might have? Guy nearly popped his arm right of its socket!!

[_Jones_] Yeah, and Danger, showing that he knows what he is doing, right away he went for the shoulder and capitalized..

|=/Danger looks under the ring and takes out a golf club.. He holds it up, and looks at it with a smile on his face before he turns towards Angel who is still holding that shoulder… Danger waits for him to get up.. He waits and waits and Angel eventually gets up.. Danger swings, aiming for the head but Angel ducks the attack, causing Danger to spin around.. Angel quickly pulls back on his head, hooks him and drops him with a reversed DDT! Angel grabs the golf club and then he invites Danger to get up… The crowd cheers him on as Harvey struggles to his feet. Angel waits patently and then finally Danger gets up, Angel swings, but just like Danger, he misses! He swings a second time and Danger ducks again and quickly wraps his arms around Angel and drops him with an over the head, belly to belly suplex! Danger gets up and quickly walks over to Angel, he brings him to his feet, lifts him by his waist and drops him with a sidewalk slam!\=|

[_Miller_] Both men miss with the golf club!!

[_Paco_] Somewhere in the world Tiger Woods is sick to his stomach…

[_Jones_] Pretty good match up still though guys, with Danger having the slight advantage in my view.

|=/Danger looks under the ring and takes out a table!! He sets it up and then walks over to Angel.. He brings him to his feet but Angel surprises him with a thumb to the eyes… Danger stumbles backwards and Angel quickly gives him a kick to the mid section, hooks him and drops him with a face buster!! Angel gets up and sees the table… he then looks under the ring and takes out a small paper bag, he then pours the contents of it unto the table… thumbtacks! He then brings Danger back up to his feet and then tosses him inside the ring.. He then pulls him towards the edge of the ring as he then gets up on the apron as well.. He then brings Danger to his feet and hooks him between his legs! He lifts him for a pile-driver, but before he can deliver it into the table, Danger fights him off and then somehow back body drops Angel! Angel lands hard on the edge of the ring and is about to roll off but Danger holds him by his hair and brings him back up to his feet.. Danger then gives him a kick to the mid section before hooking him under his arm.. He then grabs Angel by his tights, lifts him up and then jumps onto the table, putting Angel through it with a DDT!!! The crowd cheers loudly, loving the vicious action.. Danger rolls off the broken table and gets up, you see thumbtacks stuck to his body.. He then flips Angel over and you see thumbtacks stuck all over his face and chest area.. The ones on his forehead, have pierced his skin, making it a bloody mess! The ref sees the blood and right away calls for the bell… \=|

[_Styles_] Here is your winner, and the man who faced his fears, and defeated them… HARVEY DANGER!!!

|=/His music plays as the crowd gives a mix reaction. The ref raises his arm in victory.\=|

[_Miller_] and Harvey Danger, makes his debut in the ICWF a successful one! Guys, you have to consider this an upset!

[_Paco_] Why? He beat Angel, anyone can beat him!!

[_Jones_] Still, you got to consider it an upset.. All odds were against him, rookie, making his debut in a big time PPV, in a match he had no idea what it would be about, or who he would face! Agree with it or not Paco, it’s a big time upset, and at the same time, a huge win for this rookie.

[_Miller_] Oh without a doubt. If Harvey Danger can compete like this on a weekly basis, he’ll have a great future ahead of him in the ICWF.

[_Paco_] Well, you know my feeling on rookies… They don’t impress me until they win a title or win a lot of matches.

[_Jones_] Well there you have it rookies, you know what you must do if you want to impress this guy!

|=/The camera switches to the back. ODJ paces around his office, obviously angry about something. there is a knock on the door, and Jack Sullivan enters the room.\=|

[_Jack_] Hey Dougg, what with all the pacing, I thought you'd be happy with the PPV.

[_ODJ_] Happy? HAPPY?!? How can one be happy? Someone is f’n sabotaging my damn pay per view, that’s the second match I didn’t book! I mean honestly, who wants to see a rookie and Angel fight in a first blood match!?! Whoever is doing this is going to pay!!

[_Jack_] Maybe it’s the Dark Side assassins?

[_ODJ_] The Assassins? They wouldn’t f’n dare! Besides, I got something extra special planned for them later on.. I hope they don’t think I’ve forgotten about their asses.. El Linchador has gotten my full attention, that little prick, but I have enough hate to go around. Speaking of El Linchador, bastard is spending all my money Jack! I just got the ICWF expense report update, and he’s.. Argh, I’m so pissed off right now.

[_Jack_] Oh yeah, that's right, he is doing that, isn't he? Well, no worries, I mean, how much damage can he do?

|=/Just as Jack says that, a stage head walks in and hands him a note. He reads the note, and a look of anger suddenly crosses his face. he bolts out of the room and down the hallway, going into the garage area, where a tow truck is towing away his truck!\=|

[_Jack_] What the hell? Why are you towing my truck?!?

[_Stage Hand_] El Linchador's orders, Mr. Sullivan. He also told us to give you this.

|=/The stage hand picks up a steel chair and hands it to Jack. As he does so, an elbow flies into the chair, driving it into Jack's face. Jack falls to the floor, blood pouring out of his nose as El Linchador steps into the scene, wearing a business suit!!\=|

[_El Linchador_] Sorry Jack, but business is business. You should know that by now.

|=/Linchy walks away laughing as ODJ makes his way to the parking lot. Once he reaches the parking lot, he helps Jack to his feet.\=|

[_Jack_] Oh, that son of a bitch is going to PAY!

[_ODJ_] Don't worry, I already have that under control. Now, go get cleaned up for your match Jack.

[_Jack_] Fine. I'll let you handle Linchy here, but if he's still breathing come the next Inferno, his ass is mine Dougg. Oh, by the way, if a guy who looks like Charles Brauson shows up, you haven't seen me, ok?

|=/ODJ nods as Jack walks back into the building. As Jack leaves, ODJ scratches his head.\=|

[_ODJ_] Charles Brauson? Linchy must've done a number on him with that chair.

|=/ODJ shakes his head and enters the building again, leaving the tow truck to take away Jack's truck.\=|

[_Miller_] El Linchador is here!!

[_Paco_] That son of a bitch!!

[_Jones_] Wearing a nice suit too!!

[_Miller_] Yeah, he looked mighty yummy in that outfit.. (ahem)

[_Paco_] Will you focus on the real issues here? First, someone is still sabotaging the card here tonight and second of all, El Linchador just attacked Sullivan again! That’s two weeks in a row!

[_Jones_] It sure is, Sullivan might have started a war with El Linchador that he does not want to be in.

[_Miller_] Yeah.. But you heard what ODJ said, he told Sullivan to go get ready for his match.. That means it could be next!

[_Paco_] Well, we’ve just been told that the next match is a title match!! So obviously, being in ODJ’s side has its payoffs!

[_Jones_] That’s not fair, there are other guys who deserve a title shot more than Sullivan, regardless of the title!

[_Miller_] Truth is, we don’t know which title it is.. and you know crying fair to ODJ is like crying to referees about bad calls.. Nothing is going to be done about them..

[_Paco_] That’s right, so both of you shut your traps, and lets go to Joey for the next match!!

[_Jones_] Are those, cages being lowered!?!

|=/Indeed they are… You see a modified steel cage being lowered into the ring as a hell in a cell is placed right over it.. Joey stands outside of the ring and speaks..\=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and Gentlemen it’s time once again for you to face your first.. Fans.. Face… Claustrophobia!!!!

|=/The two cages are in placed, and the outer one, emits a hissing sound…\=|

[_Styles_] The following is a Hell in a “caged” cell match with Last Man Standing rules and it is for the North American Championship!!!

|=/The crowd cheers loudly as then the hissing sound from the outer cage stops… The lights go out in the arena. Slowly, red spotlights line down the ramp, and a large explosion of pyro takes place on the entrance ramp. Slowly, Jack Sullivan walks to the ring, the spotlights following him down as "The Red" by Chevelle plays.\=|

[_Styles_] Introducing first, the challenger. Making his way to the ring from Milwaukee, Wisconsin… “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

|=/He looks around at the steel cage and then gets inside one of them, before walking up the steel steps and getting inside the second one, stepping into the ring. The lights go out and "I'M WASTED" can be heard when suddenly "St. Louie" by Nelly begins playing and we see Warrick Hill emerge from the back with light blue smoke covering the entire entrance way. The crowd cheers loudly as he walks through the smoke, inhaling it and smiling. \=|

[_Styles_] and his opponent… Making his way to the ring from Tallahassee, Florida.. Here is your North American Champion!!! Warrick Hill!!!

|=/He stops in front of the cage and hands the ref that’s out of it.. He raises it high and then takes it over to the time keeper as Warrick gets inside the first cage.. Another ref closes the door and then steps back.. The hissing sound is heard again and Warrick Hill quickly turns around… He looks at the cage and then touches it with his index finger, he immediately pulls it back as he gets shocked!\=|

[_Miller_] The hell!?! The cage has electricity running through it!!!

[_Paco_] Holy Shiznit! That’s awesome! ODJ had to have booked this one!!

[_Jones_] and that makes this Hell in a Caged Cell just that much dangerous.. But remember, last man standing rules are in effect, which means, you have to win via KO.. So technically, you don’t have to escape the first cage… But, if these two guys are claustrophobic, then they just might.

[_Miller_] But how do we know the inner cage is not electrified as well?

[_Paco_] Hello? Morons? If the outer cage is electrified, then there is no other easier way to knock out your opponents!! Throw him against the electrified cage a few times, they’ll get shocked to hell, probably have a cardiac arrest, and boom, they are done!

[_Jones_] You are one sick puppy Paco… I can’t stress that enough!

|=/Warrick Hill gets inside the second cage, and touches it just to see.. No electric shock.. He smiles slightly as he then goes over the ropes.. As soon as he does, he is attacked by Jack Sullivan who pummels him with right hands! The bell rings officially starting the match.. Sullivan backs Hill to the corner where he pummels him with knife edge chops to the chest… Sullivan then whips him towards the opposite side.. Hill hits hard and Sullivan charges at him, before he can do anything though, he explodes out of the corner with a spinning back elbow to the face of Sullivan! Sullivan goes down quick and Hill brings him back up to his feet, then whips him towards the ropes… Sullivan bounces off and Hill nails him with a second spinning back elbow to the face! Sullivan is hurting big time now as Hill brings him right back up, hooks him for a suplex and delivers it.. Hill rolls on top of Sullivan and begins to pummel him with right hands!\=|

[_Miller_] Looks like Sullivan has managed to piss off Warrick Hill!

[_Paco_] Yeah, and my boy Warrick is one tough s.o.b… Get him pissed though, and he is even tougher!

[_Jones_] I believe that, look at him go!

|=/Hill continues to pummel him with right hands, Sullivan looks like he doesn’t know where he is at.. Hill brings him back up to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Sullivan bounces off and Hill goes for a back body drop! Sullivan stops dead on his tracks though and nails Hill with a swift kick to the chest! Hill stumbles backwards onto the ropes as Sullivan charges at him and clotheslines him over the ropes, causing him to crash against the steel cage and then fall hard on his neck! Sullivan brings him back inside the ring and brings him to his feet… He then lifts him onto his shoulder, runs towards the ropes and then throws Hill against the cage face first! Hill is left hanging out to dry on the ropes and Sullivan quickly pulls him off, throws him across his shoulder again and then charges to the opposite side, slamming Hill against the cage a second time! Hill is in big time trouble and Sullivan is not letting up.. He brings him back up to his feet and this time lifts him for a slam.. He then walks towards the ropes, turns his back to them and then delivers a fall away slam, slamming Hill against the cage!\=|

[_Miller_] Does Sullivan know how to use a Steel cage or what!?!

[_Paco_] Hell yeah he does! F’k him up Sullivan!

[_Jones_] Sullivan has great talent, and amazing in ring presence… He knows how to use the ring, and its surroundings against his opponents.

|=/Sullivan then backs away as Hill is laying on his side, in between the cage and the ropes… He tells the ref to count him and the ref, who is outside, begins the ten count… Some of the crowd counts along while others start a “Warrick! Warrick!” chant… The ref reaches five on the count and Hill starts to move, using the ropes to get up.. As the ref reaches seven, Hill is back to his feet and Sullivan quickly nails him with a forearm to the face! Sullivan then quickly hooks Hill for a suplex, he gets him up but then Hill fights him off and lands behind Sullivan! Hill pulls back on his head, hooks him under his arm and delivers a reversed DDT! The crowd cheers as Hill finally got some offense going.. Hill goes to the corner and climbs it, He then jumps off, connecting with a picture perfect guillotine leg drop!! Hill then gets up and walks over to Sullivan’s legs.. He then hooks them under his arm before delivering a catapult, sending Sullivan crashing face first against the steel cage!\=|

[_Miller_] Warrick Hill is bouncing back, using the cage against Sullivan now!!

[_Paco_] Yeah Warrick! F’k him up!!

[_Jones_] Dude, you just said the same thing to Sullivan a minute ago!? Pick a side!

|=/Sullivan is now hung out to dry and Hill pulls him off the ropes and then whips him to the opposite side.. Sullivan bounces off and Hill, standing near the ropes, jumps towards Sullivan, hooking him and sending him flying with a monkey flip! Sullivan goes flying over the ropes, crashing against the steel cage and then landing hard on the back of his head!! “OOOH!!” is heard from the crowd after the nasty fall… Hill tells the fans is over… He pulls Sullivan from under the ropes and then brings him to his feet… Sullivan can barely stand though as Hill holds him.. Hill lets him go and Sullivan falls flat on his face! Hill looks out to the ref and tells him to count.. The ref on the outside begins the 10 count as Hill looks on… As the ref reaches five Sullivan starts to push himself up.. Hill stands ready for him.. The count is up to seven and Sullivan stumbles to his feet.. He looks lost as he turns towards Hill who lifts him and plants him with a spine-buster!! \=|

[_Miller_] Warrick Hill dominating Jack Sullivan, showing him he wants to retain his North American Championship!

[_Paco_] Jones, I already pick my side.. And that side is, the hardcore side!! Whoever is getting hardcore, that’s who I am going to root for!

[_Jones_] Of course, I should of known.

|=/Hill tells the ref to count again and he does.. Sullivan is laying flat on his back, looking up at the lights.. The ref reaches five again, and again Sullivan starts to get up.. Hill gets ready again.. The ref reaches eight this time and Sullivan finally gets up.. Hill runs towards the ropes, bounces off and goes for his finisher, a flying forearm shot to the head! Sullivan sees him coming though and ducks, causing Hill to fall flat on his stomach!! Sullivan tries to recover as Hill gets up holding his mid section.. Sullivan walks over to him, lifting him for a gorilla press! Sullivan manages to get him up and then throws Hill towards the cage! Hill hits where the door is, knocking it off it’s hinges!! “OOOOH!!” is heard from the crowd as his limp body falls to the outside, and the door then lands on top of him.. Sullivan stumbles over to the corner and steps to the outside.. He steps outside and then tosses the door to the side.. He then brings Hill to his feet, turns him around, pulls back on his head, hooks him under his arm and then drops him with a reversed twist of fate, right unto the metal fence door!\=|

[_Miller_] Sullivan has bounced back in this match with two powerful moves! Hill is in trouble gentlemen!!

[_Paco_] F’k yeah! If he doesn’t get it together right now, he can kiss that N. A. Title goodbye!!

[_Jones_] and they are in between the cages now guys, that electrified cage might come into play now!

|=/Sullivan gets up and kicks Hill off of the door.. He then picks up the door, holds it above his head before bringing it down hard across Hill’s back! He brings it up again and again nails Hill with it! He brings it up a third time but as he does, the door touches some of the outer cage, sending its electric shocks through it, right onto Sullivan who shakes as if he was doing the electric slide before falling down to the floor!! Both men are down now and the ref begins the 10 count!! The crowd counts along as they watch, on their feet, to see who gets up first, if any of them! The ref reaches six on the count and Sullivan is the first to get up… Hill stumbles to his feet a few seconds later and Sullivan quickly goes for a right hand.. Hill blocks it though and then takes down Sullivan with a toe hold, causing his face to bounce off the steel steps! Hill gets up and then points towards the cage, the crowd cheers as he then brings Sullivan to his feet and whips him towards the electrified cage, Sullivan reverses it though, pulling Hill onto his shoulders, swinging him around and dropping him with a flapjack! Sullivan gets up and then stumbles towards the steel cage door, he picks it up and then places one end of it on top of Hill’s chest.. He then looks at the crowd who are booing him loudly and then lets it go.. The door leans against the cage and electric shocks are right away being sent to Warrick Hill who starts shaking like crazy!! The ref begins the ten count as the crowd looks in horror at Hill convulsing. The ref reaches eight, nine, ten! Bell rings as the ref calls for it. The electricity in the cage is cut off, but Hill is still shaking.\=|

[_Styles_] Here is your winner, and the man that has faced his fear, and defeated it.. and also…. Your NEEEEEEEEEEEW North American Champion!!! “THE EVOLUTION” JACK SULLIVAN!!!

|=/The cages start to get lifted. The ref hands Sullivan his newly won title, he throws it over his shoulder and just stares at Warrick who is just twitching… He smiles a bit and then stomps on him a few times for good measure, bringing more boos out from the crowd. \=|

[_Miller_] Jack Sullivan wins a huge match up!!!

[_Paco_] Damn, he defeated my boy Warrick, but how he defeated him was hella cool! Electric slide anyone?

[_Jones_] You call him your boy yet you make fun of the way he lost.. You ain’t right man.

[_Miller_] He’s never been, but look at Sullivan.. Stomping on Hill like that.. The match is over, take your title and go! Let the EMTs do their work…

[_Paco_] EMTs? You need to call an electrician out here!

[_Jones_] Come on Paco.

|=/The camera switches to the back where we see ODJ in his office, taking shots of Jack Daniels… He is still fuming.\=|

[_ODJ_] It can’t be that loser El Linchador… He wouldn’t dare… but he is here tonight… No.. he doesn’t have the guts…

|=/Just then there is a knock on the door.\=|

[_ODJ_] Come in…

|=/The door opens and you see the same ICWF official from yesterday.\=|

[_ODJ_] Bout time you showed up! Who is sabotaging my card? Well? Do you have an answer for me!?!

[_ICWF Official_] Uh, well, yes and no…

[_ODJ_] Yes and no!?! Man you better cut the bullshit or is your ass!

[_ICWF Official_] Well, I find out who might know who switched the matches around.. The person who orders the materials for the matches…

[_ODJ_] Well then get his ass in here and lets ask him!

[_ICWF Official_] Well, that’s the uh, problem.. uh.. He uh, called in sick.

|=/ODJ is fuming right now, he throws the shot glass at the ICWF official, who ducks as the glass shatters against the wall.\=|

[_ODJ_] You incompetent son of a bitch! Find out what his house number is and f’n call him you idiot!!

[_ICWF Official_] Yes.. Yes sir!

[_ODJ_] Don’t come back until you have an answer for me, and after you get an answer, make sure you fire his ass.. now get out!

|=/The official leaves, half scared to death… ODJ grabs the Jack Daniel’s bottles and drinks heavily out of it. The camera switches back to the crew…\=|

[_Miller_] Wow.

[_Paco_] I think ODJ needs me right now.. He needs a drinking buddy.

[_Jones_] He might need two, I’ll go with you.

[_Miller_] Both of you are going no where… We have a show to do, whether the matches have been switched or not. We didn’t know them to begin with anyway.

[_Paco_] Fine we’ll stay.. We’ll drink in ODJ’s memory here, tequila Jones?

[_Jones_] You know it.

[_Miller_] (shaking head) Back to Joey, fans.

|=/Camera switches over to the ring where Joey is standing.\=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and gentlemen are you ready for some more!?!

|=/The crowd cheers loudly.\=|

[_Styles_] Then turn your attention to the Insane-A-Tron and face your fears! Face…. Lygophobia!!!

|=/The Insane-A-Tron comes on to reveal the boiler room of the stadium! The crowd cheers slightly… “Only the Strong” By Flaw begins to play and the crowd gives a mix reaction. \=|

[_Styles_] Ladies and gentlemen the following is a “boiler room brawl” scheduled for one fall, with the winner having to escape the boiler room after pinning his opponent… Introducing first, from Grand Rapids, Michigan…Big Sexay!!!

|=/The camera zoom out and there we see a ref, as well as Big Sexay, stretching and getting ready for his match.. His music dies down and then “Thriller” By Michael Jackson begins to play and the crowd goes wild. \=|

[_Styles_] His opponent, from Providence, Rhode Island… Derek “The Thriller” Mobley!!!

|=/The camera pans to the right and there we see Derek Mobley, jumping up and down, getting ready for the match…\=|

[_Miller_] This one should be a good one! Big Sexay for weeks has demanded to face some real competition… He got some last week as he faced DeMarko Frost. He lost that match, now he faces a much, much tougher Derek Mobley!

[_Paco_] A boiler room match? I thought Joey said Legophobia! The fear of legos! I want to see a lego match damn it! They rule!!!

[_Jones_] Lygophobia dumb ass, the fear of being in dark places! A fear, Derek Mobley suffers from I’ve heard.

[_Miller_] Is that so? This match should be very interesting to see then.

[_Paco_] I still want to see a lego match damn it.

[_Jones_] Just let it go Paco, let it go.

|=/The bell rings and the ref signals the two wrestlers to go.. Sexay and Mobley walk towards each other and lock up.. Mobley quickly applies a headlock, Sexay gets out of it and applies a hammer lock… Mobley tries to get out of it, and does, nailing Sexay with a back elbow to the face! Big Sexay stumbles backwards and Mobley nails him with a hard right hand followed by a left… He then gives him a kick to the mid section before hooking him for a suplex, lifting him, and delivering it on the concrete floor! Mobley gets up, stands by Sexay’s head and then delivers a leg drop! Mobley makes a quick pin but Sexay kicks out after one… Mobley brings him back to his feet and then whips him towards the wall, Sexay manages to spin around and hits with his back instead of his face.. He drops to his knees, holding his back in pain. Mobley comes over, stomping on it a few times before picking Sexay back up, lifting him by his waist and dropping him with a back-breaker. \=|

[_Miller_] It’s been all Derek Mobley so far…

[_Paco_] Yeah, Sexay is being taken to school.

[_Jones_] It’s a boiler room brawl though guys, the momentum in a match like this, can switch with the drop of a hat.

|=/Mobley again goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Sexay.. Mobley brings Sexay to his feet and takes him to the middle of the boiler room where all the machinery and big pipes and metal tubes that make the boiler room work, are.… He then whips him towards it, but Sexay reverses it and Mobley hits face first into one of the tubes! He stumbles backwards right into Sexay who pulls back on his head, hooks it under his arm, then lifts Mobley and delivers a reversed suplex! Sexay gets up and looks around, and walks over to a table that has a bunch of cables and tools on it.. He throws everything off of it, but then grabs a huge wrench. He then walks over to where Derek Mobley is trying to get up… Sexay waits for him and when he makes it to his feet, Sexay nails him with the wrench on the mid section! Mobley doubles over and Sexay nails him again with it across his back, dropping him down to the floor! Sexay tosses the wrench to the side then flips Mobley over, and goes for the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Mobley!\=|

[_Miller_] Big Sexay has the right idea, use whatever you can find nearby to hurt your opponent!

[_Paco_] Well duh! If Mobley wasn’t so slow and boring, he would have done that from the get go.

[_Jones_] Come one now, Mobley has been around long enough to know what he is doing. Maybe he was just setting Big Sexay up.

|=/Big Sexay grabs Mobley by his feet and drags him over to the table… He then brings him to his feet and hooks him between his legs! Sexay goes to lift him but Mobley blocks it and then back body drops Sexay, no, he hangs on to his legs and then brings him back forward, dropping him with a devastating Alabama slam! You see Sexay’s head bounce hard off of the concrete and he appears out! Mobley quickly makes the pin and the ref counts… One! Two! Th.. kick out! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd inside the stadium, who definitely thought it was over… Mobley looks around the very badly lit boiler room.. He sees a bunch of boxes stacked on top of each other and then walks over to them.. They are about 3 x 3 square feet.. He grabs one at the very top and then walks back to where Big Sexay is trying to get up… As he does, Mobley lifts the box above his head, and then breaks it over Sexay’s head, knocking him out! Mobley again goes for the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Big Sexay!!\=|

[_Miller_] The box was empty, but it still did its damage on Sexay!

[_Paco_] Yeah, but it wasn’t enough to keep him down for the three count, Mobley is going to have to work harder than that!

[_Jones_] Big Sexay is showing a lot of determination, he does not want to lose two matches in a row to two established ICWF superstars.

|=/Mobley gets up and then drags Sexay over to where the other boxes are… He then goes around them and then pushes them, causing the boxes, about a dozen of them, to tip over! Some of the boxes break while others, the ones that land on top of the others, don’t. Mobley begins to move them around, and to his surprise, Sexay is not there! He gets tapped on the shoulder, turns around, and is nailed with a 2x4 right across his face!! Mobley drops like a sack of bricks and there is Sexay standing, b breathing heavily. He gets on top of Mobley and begins to choke him with the 2x4!! The ref gives him the five count and Sexay breaks it after five. He then goes for the pin, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Mobley! Sexay is a bit upset, as he gets up and brings Mobley back to his.. He then takes him to where the table from earlier was and then turns him around.. He hooks him from behind with a full nelson, then lifts Mobley with it, and puts him through the table with a full nelson slam!!\=|

[_Miller_] That might do it! That may put Mobley down for the three count!!

[_Paco_] That was sweet, can we see a replay!?!

[_Jones_] Big Sexay with his trademark move there, and you’re right Miller.. It could be all over right there.

|=/Big Sexay makes the pin on Mobley, hooking both legs… One! Two! Th.. kick out!! The crowd inside the arena cheers loudly as Big Sexay can’t believe Mobley kicked out.. He gets up and looks around.. He then grabs Mobley by his feet and drags him down a corridor that leads to an open area, and the door out of the boiler room! Sexay smiles as he lets go of Mobley and then walks over to where some wooden pallets are stacked against a wall.. he grabs them and throws them in the middle of the floor.. He then goes to them and stacks them neatly on top of each other.. Sexay then goes back towards Mobley and brings him to his feet.. He then picks him up and takes him over to the wooden pallets.. There he hooks Mobley between his legs, and goes for a power-bomb, no, back body drop by Mobley onto the pallets! Sexay holds his back in pain and Mobley gets on top of the pallets and then brings Sexay to his feet, he then hooks him between his legs, lifts him and pile-drives him into the pallets!!\=|

[_Miller_] Oh my!! Mobley bounces back and in what way! That was a very nasty pile-driver!!

[_Paco_] it sure was! Do it again! Do it again!

[_Jones_] I don’t think he needs to! That pile-driver probably will give him the 3 count.. It was very vicious!

|=/Mobley makes the pin, hooking one leg… The ref counts.. one! Two! Three! No! two! Two! Sexay kicked out at the last second and Mobley can’t believe it, neither can the crowd who boos loudly. Mobley pushes him off the pallets and then gets off himself.. Sexay rolls around a few times, knocking down a fire extinguisher that was near by with his foot… Mobley walks over to his feet and signals to the crowd that is over! They cheer loudly as Mobley grabs the feet of Big Sexay hooks them, spins around and applies “the Thrilla” Figure Four!! Sexay is in pain but only for a few seconds, as he grabs the nearby fire extinguisher and sprays Mobley all over his face with it!! Mobley breaks the hold as he rubs his eyes in pain.. Sexay stumbles to his feet, extinguisher in hand.. Mobley stumbles to his feet, still blinded by the smoke.. Sexay quickly moves in and nails Mobley right in the face with the extinguisher, knocking him down to the floor! Sexay tosses the extinguisher to the side and brings Mobley back up.. He hooks him under his arm, lifts him and drops him with a corkscrew brain-buster!! Sexay quickly makes the pin.. one! Two! Three!!! Sexay gets up and then walks over to the pallets.. he grabs one, brings it over to where Mobley is and slams it on top of him! Sexay then stumbles towards the door.. Mobley has yet to move! Sexay reaches the door, opens it, and escapes!! Bell rings.\=|

[_Styles_] Here is your winner, and the man who has faced his fear and defeated it… BIG SEXAY!!!

|=/The ref raises Sexay’s arm in victory as you see some EMTs rushing to the aid of Mobley who has yet to move…\=|

[_Miller_] Wow!! Big Sexay pulls off the Big Win!!

[_Paco_] Big upset!! I didn’t think he could defeat Derek Mobley!!!

[_Jones_] Well he did! And Sexay has not put everyone in notice! He faced one of the top dogs in the ICWF and beat him!

[_Miller_] He sure did.. Sexay wanted challenges, he’s gotten two, and he’s one and one.. Not bad at all..

[_Paco_] Well didn’t I tell you that Sexay was ahead of the rookie class?

[_Jones_] You sure did.. and I don’t think we can call him a rookie any more..

[_Miller_] Good point.. Mobley has yet to move fans, and he is being put on a stretcher, he could be seriously injured…

[_Paco_] Damn, that blows…

[_Jones_] Yeah, and to give the fans an injury update.. Angel suffered a dislocated shoulder, re-injuring it and tore some ligaments on his elbow.. He’s going to be out for quite some time… Warrick Hill will also be out for a while, as he has been taken to the hospital as he has an “irregular heart beat.”

[_Miller_] Well that will happen when you have so much electricity shot up your body.. Wow, two big injuries here tonight, possibly three with Derek Mobley..

[_Paco_] Yeah and..

|=/Suddenly the lights go out...\=|

[_Miller_] Who cut out the lights?

[_Paco_] Do not touch me you freaks!

[_Jones_] Oh will you shut up.

|=/"Requim the Filth" by the Trans Siberian Orchestra starts to play as we see Stryker appearing in the ring. Miller and Jones have to grab Paco and hold him down. Stryker smiles through his make up face, and the fans are booing ICWF's gothic super villain. He has in his hand a microphone.\=|

[_Stryker_] Well ICWF, I bet I got everyone's attention on me now. I bet your wondering where your precious Brandy is don't you! Well I guess I should show you...

|=/We look up and we see Brandy tied up in a small one person cage hanging above the ring where a ladder could reach her. There doesn't appear to be a door on the lock. She is dressed in a Lois Lane like costume. Stryker grins as the fans boo him more.\=|

[_Miller_] Brandy is up there right above us! Someone get her down and away from that sick bastard!

[_Paco_] Don't worry Brandy...Paco coming to save ya honey!

[_Jones_] Sit down stupid, you can't save her...Stryker would rip your head off.

[_Stryker_] So who is going to save her? Maybe your hero will rescue her...but if he don't you will be in for one hell of a ride lady. Ahahahahahahaha...

|=/"The Man Without Fear" by Drowning Pool, featuring Rob Zombie, begins to play. The crowd cheers loudly and ten seconds into the song, it's still dark, until just as the main riff hits. A huge explosion, a veritable inferno of flame and smoke erupt everywhere, sending waves of heat over the crown. Stryker laughs as he awaits Darodevil but Daro comes in behind him with a steel chair and slams it into Stryker's head.\=|

[_Miller_] Look up in the ring, it’s bird! It’s a plane! No! It's Darodevil!

[_Paco_] That's right hit him from behind! While he beats him up I'll rescue Brandy!

[_Jones_] I highly doubt that, but for once Paco is cheering on one of the good guys. Man this is a strange night.

|=/Darodevil slams that chair into Stryker until it is a mess of metal. Darodevil looks up even though he is blind to the screams of Brandy. Darodevil heads out of the ring and pulls out a black tall ladder. He tosses it into the ring and crawls back in just as Stryker sits up and does a baseball slide into Darodevil's face sending him into the barrier. Stryker leaps to the top rope and springboards into a crescent like axe kick to Darodevil's fallen body. He gets up and picks up Darodevil and shoves him into the ring post. Stryker laughs as he walks over to the announcer area and shoves the time keeper out of his chair and picks up the steel chair he was sitting on. He walks back to Darodevil who is up on his hands and knees. Darodevil stops moving like he is hearing something and suddenly lets out a side kick into Stryker’s leg sending him to the ground and dropping the chair on his face. Darodevil ignores fighting Stryker and gets back into the ring. He picks up the ladder and sets it up in the center of the ring and starts climbing it. He leaps up to the top of the cage and opens it up and then climbs down to the top ring of the ladder. We see Stryker sit back up and glare at Darodevil. Darodevil helps Brandy down, but he slips on the ladder and she falls out still tied up suddenly Stryker rushes into the ring and catches her before she gets hurt. Stryker on the other hand gets slammed into the turnbuckle post by the back of his head. Darodevil falls on the other side of the ring. Brandy gets up and rushes over to Darodevil. He slowly gets up and starts to untie her when suddenly from the back we see something walking down to the ring slow and methodical.\=|

[_Miller_] Oh my God! It can't be...

[_Paco_] Stryker has a twin and he looks like the odds for Darodevil just went down! I gotta do something!

[_Jones_] The only difference is that this one has a different design on his face.

|=/The second Stryker gets in the ring and hits Darodevil from behind with a lead pipe. Brandy runs away but runs into the first Stryker. Both Strykers are standing facing her, and she has no way out.\=|

[_Miller_] Damn it, somebody help that woman!

[_Paco_] You know this is all I can stands and I can't stands no more...This looks like a job for...

[_Jones_] The hell?

|=/Paco stands up and takes off his jacket and headphones. He then rips off his white long sleeve shirt to reveal a black and red superman style like top costume with cape, his symbol is a Tequila Bottle. Paco rips off his pants to reveal the bottom half minus the over briefs that superman wears. Miller and Jones stare at "Pacoman" as he leaps over the announcer table and into the ring. Both Strykers look at him as suddenly Paco starts doing a very strange version of the running man. Stryker 1 and 2 look at each other and back at Paco and shake their heads when suddenly Darodevil rushes behind them and double clotheslines them. Paco grabs Brandy by the arm and helps her out of the ring and she looks back as Darodevil picks up Stryker 2 and body slams him. Stryker 1 gets up and low blows ICWF's only superhero. Suddenly ICWF security run down to put a stop to this. The lights fade out and when they fade back we see Darodevil has been given a bloodbath and Paco a tequila bath. Brandy looks at both men who are down and rushes in to check on Darodevil. We look back onto the Insane-A-Tron and see both Strykers.\=|

[_Stryker_] See I knew your worst fear Darodevil...it wasn't for you lady love in danger...it was two of us!

[_S2_] Ahahahahahahaha...Prepare for termination!

[_Miller_] Can you believe what we’ve just seen!!

[_Jones_] No… what the hell is Paco thinking!?!

[_Miller_] I don’t know, but him and Darodevil are going after the Strykers!

[_Jones_] Paco is going to get his ass kicked…

[_Miller_] Probably, but hey, that’s what he wants.. Let him learn the hard way.

[_Jones_] Yup.

[_Miller_] Well folks, it’s time for the next match up… and this one, is for a title.. The Intercontinental title!!

[_Jones_] Let’s see who Theo Mason defends against.