Friday Night Inferno

:~:A commercial finishes and then the screen goes black.. The ICWF logo flashes and then you see a white-hot fire at the bottom of your screen slowly coming up.. a few seconds later all you see is an inferno, and it seems as if your screen has erupted into flames.. then through the middle of the firewall you have 3 words come at you like fireballs, one after the other.. First it's Saturday then Night then Inferno... when the word Inferno explodes in the screen the fire clears and the SNI intro begins to play.. As the song plays, clips of today’s ICWF superstars in action are shown.. After it finishes fire gets started again and eats up the screen then goes out just like that leaving the words: "Saturday Night Inferno" in the middle of the screen with fire burning on the top of them.. The screen fades to black and then comes back on backstage where Jack Sullivan is alone in the FTF locker room. He’s busy staring at himself in the mirror, admiring how strong he is and telling himself how awesome he is. Just then, there’s a knock at the door.:~:

Jack Sullivan: Who is it?

Voice: Umm, room service.

Jack Sullivan: I didn’t order any room service…

Voice: Umm, paper boy, paper boy is here.

Jack Sullivan: Sorry, not expecting any paper.

Voice: Uhh, four wrestlers wanting to kick your ass!

:~:Sullivan opens the door, wondering who the hell this is, and, as soon as he does, he notices the Luchador army knocked out on the floor. As he looks at this in shocked, he is waffled with a steel chair! Sullivan falls over and is unconscious. We then see, holding the chair, Derek Mobley. He has a big smile on his face and he starts laughing…standing next to him is Josh Allen, PIC, and Kevin Heat. Mobley and Allen quickly bend down and grab Sullivan…they roll him over onto his stomach and rip his shirt off, exposing his back. They then look at Heat and he pulls out a spray can, Mobley frowns.:~:

Derek Mobley: Dude, we told you not to bring the spray can!

Josh Allen: Yea, Kevin, that spray can gimmick is so completely played out.

PIC: Use your head, Kevin!

:~:PIC gives Heat a smack upside the head. Heat tosses the spray can aside and pulls out a few crayons from his pocket. Mobley, PIC, and Allen grab one each and examine them. With a blue, red, and green to chose from, they go with red. PIC uses the red crayon and tries to write “HOP” into Sullivan’s back. He’s having a hard time and it’s pulling Sullivan’s skin…Sullivan starts to come to.:~:

Jack Sullivan: OWWWWW!!! That hurts worse than the chair shot!

Derek Mobley: Shut up you damn baby, this will only take a second!

Josh Allen: For real, man, the Hardcore Champ should be able to endure a little crayon to the skin…how’s it coming PIC?

PIC: Crayon doesn’t seem to work too well on bare skin…maybe if I press down a little harder…

:~:PIC really digs in deep with the crayon, leaving red streaks on Sullivan’s back, not from the crayon, but from the rub burns…:~:

Jack Sullivan: Ahhhh!!!!

PIC: Guys, this is no use…it isn’t working…

:~:Sullivan starts squirming, trying to get away, and Allen gives him a stiff punch to the face. Sullivan is subdued once again, barely conscious. PIC and Mobley then look at a bare white wall in the FTF locker room and get an idea. They drag Sullivan over to the wall and lay him against it…Allen then gets the chair and cracks it over Sullivan’s head one more time, for good measure. Mobley then takes the red crayon from PIC and hands it to Heat. Heat goes to the wall to write a cryptic message….:~:

Derek Mobley: Alright, guys…job well done…now let’s go…what the hell?!

:~:Mobley turns around and looks at the wall, as does PIC and Allen. They see that Heat wrote “HOP Rulez” on the wall. The three of them shake their head as Heat just shrugs…:~:

Kevin Heat: What?!

Josh Allen: Rulez?

Kevin Heat: Yea, pretty neat, huh?

Derek Mobley: Kevin, using the z instead of the s is pretty gay, it makes us look like a bunch of uneducated morons…now, go fix it.

Kevin Heat: But the FTF uses Z’s for S’s all the time…

PIC: Exactly, Kevin, you just proved Derek’s point…now fix it so we can get out of this smelly locker room.

:~:Heat hurries and wipes off the Z, replacing it with an S. With the job done, he looks down at Sullivan, spits on him, and exits the locker room with the rest of the House of Pain. The screen fades to black and then the sounds of fans screaming and cheering is heard as the screen fades back in to show the inside of The Fargo Done located in Fargo, North Dakota… Host of tonight’s Inferno! The camera pans all over the place to show us that the Dome is packed with thousands of fans cheering loudly and waving their signs, hoping the camera gets a glimpse of it. Fire works go off in the main entrance, in the four corners of the ring and above the Insane-A-Tron. After the great light show, the camera cuts to our hosts, the dysfunctional duo known as Paco Perez and Genuine Miller. :~:

Miller: Welcome fans to the Inferno that is Saturday night! Welcome to the show where wrestling and story telling come together… Welcome to the show where---

Paco: You see a f’n flaming homo running his mouth off non-stop!!

Miller: Hey!!

Paco: I’m sorry but it’s true vato!! How many times are you going to welcome the f’n fanz!?! How about we just get to the point and talk about what we just saw! Some nerve on the part of the House of Pain!! That’s the Hardcore Champion! The hottest wrestler in the ICWF right now next to Killa Kali! He deserves better! He deserves respect!

Miller: He deserves all he just got and then some!

Paco: I’m telling Kali you said that… He’s going to get big Bubba and big Tre’ on your ass… and believe me.. This is one behind the scenes encounter you will NOT enjoy!!

Miller: But you know I like it rough!

Paco: Hell no I don’t know that, and didn’t need to know that… F’n sick man!

Miller: Hahaha… I knew that would get you… Well fans, I don’t care what Paco says, welcome yet again to another amazing show! We have a lot of wrestling action ahead, as well as I’m sure, a lot of drama!!

Paco: Those two things are the foundations of the ICWF!!! Drama and Wrestling go together like Peanut butter and Pinto beans!!!

Miller: Now that’s just gross!!

Paco: Tell me about it… You’re fine when you eat them… but wait about an hour and man do you----

Miller: Now that’s something I don’t want to hear.. THANKS!

Paco: What?

Miller: Fans three matches are grabbing the attention in tonight’s show… One is our main event, where Jack Sullivan, who was just laid out by HOP, puts his title on the line against Jason Blood!

Paco: I bet you Blood paid HOP off to soften Sullivan up!

Miller: What the hell ever… tonight also marks the re-birth of the Tag Division! Four teams go at it hoping to advance to the next round, against each other!

Paco: I love me some tag action as much as the next horny man watching two blondes go at it… I am however upset at the fact that this isn’t the Tag Hardcore division anymore… That, like you, blows chunks!

Miller: Thanks for those kind words… Another match grabbing a lot of attention is Killa Kali fighting Josh Allen in a non-title match. Many feel that this could be a Main Event on any ICWF Pay Per View…

Paco: People are giving Josh Allen waaaaaaay too much credit. I’m sure he’ll put up a decent fight, but he is nowhere near Killa Kali’s level…

Miller: Well, we’re about to find out as that match is our opening bout!!

Paco: What, what!?!

Miller: That’s right… Killa Kali vs. Josh Allen is next!!

Paco: SA-WEE-TA!!!!

:~:A quick change to the back brings the fans to a cheer as Josh Allen nods to his stable buddies in the House of Pain locker room and walks out. His old buddy, Caelan Tyler, runs up to Josh and hands him his North American Championship belt.:~:

Caelan Tyler: Wouldn't want you to forget this!

Josh Allen: Ah, thanks!

Paco: Fags...

Miller: Huh? Shut up!

:~:Allen takes the belt and snaps it around his waist, patting it and nodding. He heads down the hallway towards the arena for his match.:~:

Josh Allen: Tonight, ICWF gets revenge on FTF. Tonight ... their leader is going to feel me, to feel the pressure of House of Pain. Tonight, Caelan ... you know what Killa Kali gets tonight?

Paco: An easy win!

Caelan Tyler: I have an idea ...

Josh Allen: Tonight, ladies and gentlemen, F*ck the Fans gets a special ... Touch ... of Reality. And then boys, I'll see you for that world title - at Deadly Revenge!

:~:Allen smiles, high fives Caelan, and heads off for his match.:~:

Paco: NOOOOOOOO! It can't be! Away, evil fags! Be gone!

Miller: Ladies and gentlemen, that match is NEXT!

:~:Joey gets inside the ring and gets ready for the first match up of the night. Blue sparks burst into the air in rhythm with the beginning of "Numb" by Linkin Park. 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.:~:

J. Styles: ICWF fans welcome to Saturday Night Inferno!!! It’s time for the opening bout and this one is a non-title match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Broken Arrow, Oklahoma… He is a member of The House of Pain…. He is the North American Champion… He is… 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 waits for the bell. The lights in the arena dim and the fans begin to stir as they await Killa Kali. Over the sound system voices are heard. “I couldn't help but notice your pain!” “My Pain?” “It runs deep, share it with me!” With a massive explosion of lights and fireworks "Pain" by Tupac begins to play. At the entranceway Lady Rage and Lil' Mz Fury walk out and stand waiting. From behind the curtain comes Killa Kali. Almost immediately the boos begin to rain down on the Hardcore Extremist.:~:

J. Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from South Central, Los Angeles… He is a member of The FTF… He is the ICWF, Heavyweight Champion of the World!!!! He is… “Too Extreme for TV” Killa Kali!!!

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

Miller: This is the first time Killa Kali and Josh Allen face one on one… It should be interesting to see how they match up.

Paco: Yeah… I am interested in knowing just how Killa Kali will beat him.. Will he use the South Central Effect? Perhaps his trademark?

:~:The bell rings and both wrestlers circle the ring before locking up. Kali quickly applies a headlock and Allen tries to push off to no avail. Kali then begins to pound his head with heavy right hands before taking him down to the mat with the head lock. Kali keeps the hold on but Josh Allen now is able to reverse it, rolling Kali up into a pin! One! Two kick out by Kali. Both wrestlers get to their feet quickly, and Kali, who was a step faster on the get up, runs Josh Allen over with a clothesline! He then begins stomp on him hard, taunting him.:~:

Miller: You know I’m sure Josh Allen will be fighting for the World Championship in the future.

Paco: Yeah I can agree with that.. In the future.. When Killa Kali is retired… because as long as Killa Kali is around, no one is getting that World Title away from his waist!

:~:Kali then brings Josh Allen to his feet and whips him towards the ropes.. Josh Allen bounces off and Kali sends him flying with a back body drop! Josh Allen lands on his feet though and Kali doesn’t realize it as he’s too busy messing with the fans… Josh Allen jumps up and nails him with a drop kick to the back of his head, sending him stumbling down to the ropes, dropping to his knees, and hanging on the middle rope.. Josh Allen bounces off the ropes and then jumps onto Kali’s back! He then runs towards the ropes again, bouncing off and then nailing Kali with his version of the 619! :~:

Miller: Killa Kali is not taking Josh Allen seriously at all and that is a huge mistake!

Paco: Josh Allen just go lucky on that one, do not try to make too much out of this.

:~:Josh Allen quickly goes for the pin, one! Two! Kick out by Killa Kali. Josh Allen gets up, running towards the ropes, bouncing off and dropping an elbow on Kali’s chest. Again he goes for the pin but again Kali kicks out. Josh Allen gets up and then brings Kali to his feet. He whips him towards the corner and Kali reverses it. Josh Allen hits and Kali charges at him but Allen nails him with a kick to the chest. Kali stumbles backwards and Josh Allen jumps onto the second turnbuckle, before jumping onto Kali and nailing him with a double axe handle smash! :~:

Miller: Josh Allen is dominating the World Champion Paco!!

Paco: Kali is just being nice and letting Josh Allen look good.. He doesn’t want to embarrass him that much… Right Kali? Hehe… right?

:~:Kali goes down and Josh Allen again makes another pin! One! Two! Kick out by Kali. Josh Allen brings him back up and then gives him a kick to the gut. Kali doubles over and Josh Allen hooks him for a DDT. Kali blocks the attempt though, lifting Josh Allen up and then ramming him against the corner! Kali now begins to pummel Josh Allen with rights and lefts to the head and body followed by a flurry of kicks to the mid section… Kali then takes him out of the corner and whips him towards the ropes. Josh Allen bounces off and Kali plants him with a power-slam! :~:

Paco: BOOYA!!! Told you man! What say you now!? What say you now!?!

Miller: It was only one move Paco! If this was boxing, Josh Allen would be winning the match by quite a bit.

:~:Kali hooks the leg for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out. Killa Kali gets up and brings Allen to his. He then nails him with a few knife edge chops to the chest, backing him up to the ropes. He then whips him towards the other side. Josh Allen bounces off and Kali goes for a clothesline, but misses as Josh Allen ducks it and bounces off the other side. Kali turns around quick though, and before Allen can attempt anything Kali grabs him by his neck, lifts him up and plants him with a Baldo bomb!! The ref quickly makes the count! One! Two! Th.. kick out!! :~:

Paco: That was another move, a hell of a move! Is Allen is still winning? Hahaha!

Miller: Don’t worry. He is a champion Paco, the North American Champion. He knows how to bounce back in a match.

:~:Kali breaks that pinning combination but then pins Allen again, hooking both legs. The ref counts, one! Two! Kick out! Killa Kali gets up and brings Allen to his feet, whipping him towards the corner. Allen hits hard and comes out stumbling towards Kali who lifts him up for a body slam, no, he delivers a fall-away slam instead!! Kali drags Josh Allen back to the middle of the ring and pins him yet again! One! Two! Kick out! Kali gets on top of Allen now and begins to pummel him with heavy right hands… :~:

Miller: Killa Kali is hitting Allen with his heavy arsenal and he’s still not giving up. Could we possibly see an upset again?

Paco: Hahaha! You are a funny motherfucker. You should do stand up.. seriously.

:~:The crowd starts a “ALLEN! ALLEN” chant which angers the World Champion and he pummels even harder on Allen. He then brings him back up and then hooks him from the side. Killa Kali talks some trash to the fans before attempting a Russian leg sweep. No, Allen breaks free, hopping onto Kali and then sending him flying with a monkey flip! Allen stumbles to his feet but so does Kali who charges at him. Allen gives him a kick to the mid section though, and then hooks him and drops him with a butterfly suplex!! :~:

Miller: Allen connects with his trademark! He’s bouncing back! Still don’t think there could be an upset!?!

Paco: You are giving Allen waaaaaaaaaay too much credit!

:~:Josh Allen goes for the pin quickly and the ref counts!! One! Two! Th… kick out!! Josh Allen picks up Killa Kali and whips him towards the ropes, Kali reverses it though, pulling Allen in an dropping him with a short arm clothesline! Kali holds the back of his head in pain before starting a stomp-a-thon all over Allen’s chest. He then brings him up and whips him towards the ropes, Allen hits and Killa Kali goes to the opposite corner… He then charges at Allen, and goes for a big time splash but Allen moves and Kali crashes on the top turnbuckle, his head bouncing of the steel post!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd as Allen pulls Kali off the corner, turns him around, jumps onto his shoulders and drops him with a hurricanrana! That’s the set up for his finisher, but Allen hooks the legs instead right after delivering the move! One! Two! Three!! Bell rings and the crowd goes ballistic!!!! :~:

Miller: OH MY GOD!!!!

Paco: NOOOOOOO!!!

J. Styles: Here is your winner……JOSH ALLEN!!!

:~:His music plays as the ref lifts his arm in victory… Allen is shocked and can’t believe he just pinned Kali.. Kali holds his face in pain, and hasn’t quite yet realized what happened… :~:

Miller: He did it! He did it! Allen beat Kali! He just upset the World Champion!!!

Paco: No! this is f’n impossible! This is a dream! Wake me up! I want to wake up damn it!!

Miller: This is real Paco! Kali’s winning streak is over!!! He has been defeated, and that win makes Josh Allen the automatic number one contender!!!

Paco: This is bullshit!!

Miller: and with Killa Kali still without an opponent for Insane Massacre V, I do believe we have just booked our first match for that event!!

Paco: Shut up, shut up, shut the f’k up! This is not happening!!

:~:Josh Allen gets out of the ring and he is greeted by Derek Mobley and Kevin Heat who celebrate with him… Killa Kali stumbles to his feet and asks the ref what happened… The ref tells him he got beat and Kali shakes his head ‘no!” the ref tells him that’s what happens and Kali nails him with a hard right hand, knocking him out cold… he then looks over at the entrance way as Derek Mobley and Kevin Heat are raising Josh Allen’s arms in victory!! :~:

Miller: Killa Kali is pissed Paco! He can’t believe he got beat!!

Paco: I can’t believe he got beat!

:~:Kali kicks the ropes upset as the House of Pain minus PIC make their way to the back… The camera changes views and now we are outside of a door marked "ODJ". The camera focuses on the name for a second, then we see PIC come from the left of the screen, pacing back and forth. He's wearing an old, faded t-shirt and torn jeans. His hair is all over the place, and he's clearly out of it. :~:

PIC: Hello Mr. Jimenez, how are you this evening? No. Too formal. Umm, how ya doin' ODJ? Nah, too friendly. Sir, it's an honor to meet with you.

:~: PIC pauses and laughs for a second.:~:

PIC: No since lying to the guy. What can I say, what can I possibly say to the one man who might in fact be the spawn of Satan, the man that's been the hugest road block for me since I got into this place. Anytime I've ever had momentum in my favor, he's always found a way to throw something at me, out of nowhere, to screw me over. Granted he's toned things down a bit as of late, but still, the bad blood is there. How can I make the man see my point of view? How can I get what I want?

:~: PIC stops talking and appears to be deep in thought. He mulls over a few ideas, then throws his hands in the air.:~:

PIC: Ok, it's simple. Just go in there, make nice with the guy, do whatever it takes. You HAVE to sell him on this, you HAVE to get out of this contract.

:~: PIC pauses, takes a breath, then knocks on ODJ's door. "Come in" can be heard from the other side, and as PIC enters the room, the scene fades to black as the show takes the first commercial of the night. :~:

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:~: The show comes back on the air outside of ODJ's office, where we hear screaming but can't make out the words. The camera then cuts to inside the office, where ODJ is standing behind his desk, his face red, seemingly fired up over something. :~:

ODJ: WHAT? You want to do what? Quit? I don't think so.

PIC: ODJ, please, it's time. It's time for me to move on. I don't have the passion anymore.

ODJ: Well you better find the passion. I went out of my way to give you another shot, and you're sure as hell not walking out on me again, not when you have three months still left on the deal. Suck it up and get out there, I'm not letting you out for anything.

PIC: Why? What good am I to you? I'll just go out there and lose every single match, you won't be able to make any money off of me at all.

ODJ: You have too much pride to go out and lay down each week.

PIC: Really? You really think I won't do it? You don't think I'll walk out there right now and lay down for Justin Taylor? I don't care anymore Dougg. I could care less if I win or lose, that 's not important. My life sucks. I can't win the big ones, I can't accomplish anything I start. I'm worth about as much as that paper weight over there. Face it Dougg, either you give me an out, or I'll just lose so much you end up losing money on me.

ODJ: Fine, you want out, you got out, but there's a catch. Your contract doesn't expire until the end of July. I'll let you out at the end of next month, at the end of May, if you're able to defeat your opponent at Deadly Revenge.

PIC: So, all I have to do is win a match at Deadly Revenge, and you'll let me out of my deal?

ODJ: That's what I'm saying.

PIC: Who is it?

ODJ: If Jack Sullivan beats Jason Blood tonight, you'll get a shot at the Hardcore title, if not, I'm sure there's someone I can find to beat the living piss out of you. But make no mistake, whoever it is won't be a walk in the park. Now get the hell out of my office, and if you so much as think of lying down tonight against Taylor, this offer is null and void.

:~: PIC turns and walks out of the room as ODJ leans back in his chair, a smile beginning to show on his face. The scene cuts back to ringside. :~:

Miller: wow, I can’t believe what we just heard. PIC wants to leave ICWF!

Paco: Ah, let him leave… F’n pussy…

Miller: Well obviously is thinking about his wallet first… and he knows that PIC makes him money…. But what a match up that will be… If Sullivan beats Blood, than PIC will face him for the Hardcore Title at Deadly Revenge V!!

Paco: Well you know Blood has no chance, even if Sullivan isn’t 100%.

Miller: I don’t agree with that… But I’m sure that if Blood wins, he wouldn’t mind doing that job for ODJ either.. Blood is also a mercenary, and if the job entitles taking someone out for good, than he will gladly do it…

Paco: That’s true… I guess either way, PIC will get his ass handed to him in a silver platter before he leaves the ICWF! Hahaha! I can’t wait to see that!!

Miller: PIC faces Justin Taylor next but before we get to that match, let’s talk about HOP… Talk about two wrestlers going in different directions… PIC wants to leave, and Josh Allen just earned himself a shot at the World Title… Unbelievable!

Paco: Well they are all going separate ways… I hope they go as far away from each other as they possibly can, so they can f’n break HOP for good!

Miller: In the immortal works of Dean… “HOP will never die!!!!”

Paco: Oh it’ll die… If not tonight, some night, but they will die… damn it… it has been around too long!

Miller: Not all good things must come to an end…

Paco: No, ALL things MUST come to and end.

Miller: We’ll see… Fans, it’s time for the next match up… PIC takes on Justin Taylor in a non-title match… Will PIC lose to Justin Taylor on purpose to defy ODJ, or will he try to pick up the win?

Paco: He’s facing Hard to the f’n Core Justin Taylor… PIC is losing no matter what!!

:~:The lights dim as the arena goes silent. The crowd sits on the edge of their seat in anticipation as "Raise Your Hands" by Bon Jovi begins to play over the loudspeakers. As the song's instrumental intro draws closer to the lyrics...a large burst of pyro shoots across the stage, the song coming to a complete stop. As the smoke clears, PIC stands in the middle of the stage, arms straight up in the air.:~:

J. Styles: Fans it’s time for the next bout and this one is a non-title match scheduled for one fall with a 10 minute time limit. Introducing first, making his way to the ring from Kannapolis, North Carolina… Representing the House of Pain, here is… PIC!!!

:~:The song picks up at the chorus as PIC jumps up and begins running toward the ring, shaking hands all along the way. PIC slides into the ring from a dead sprint and shoots up to the turnbuckle, raising his hands in the air as the crowd sings along with the song. He drops back down to the mat and hits the ropes, awaiting the opening bell. The 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.:~:

J. Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Chicago, Illinois… He is the European Champion… “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 the match to begin.:~:

Miller: PIC looks like he is fully recovered from his bout with Killa Kali at Insane Massacre IV.

Paco: That was a hell of a bout, and to be honest, I’m shocked to see PIC in action.

:~:The bell rings and both men quickly go after each other, locking up in the middle of the ring. PIC quickly puts on a headlock but Taylor easily pushes him off to the ropes. PIC bounces off and goes for a shoulder tackle but Taylor holds his ground! PIC runs towards the ropes, bounces off and goes for another tackle but again Taylor holds his ground. PIC tells him to try it and Taylor does, no, he fakes like he is going to try but then comes right back and takes down PIC with a clothesline! :~:

Paco: I can’t believe he fell for that trick! PIC has lost a step Miller, admit it… maybe even two!

Miller: It’s too early in the match to be talking about that Paco…

:~:Taylor stomps on PIC a few times before picking him up and whipping him towards the ropes. PIC reverses it though and after Taylor bounces off, PIC sends him flying with a back body drop! The crowd cheers and PIC turns around and now he begins stomping on Taylor. He then brings him back up and whips him towards the ropes, no, he pulls him back in and drops him with a short arm clothesline! PIC then runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and dropping a leg across Taylor’s neck! PIC goes for the pin and the ref counts! One! Two! Kick out by Taylor!:~:

Miller: Told ya.

Paco: Shut up. That don’t mean nothin’…

:~:PIC brings Taylor back up and hooks him for a suplex, PIC gets him up and delivers it. He rolls on top of Taylor for the pin but again Taylor kicks out after two. PIC then brings him to his feet and whips him towards the corner.. Taylor hits and PIC goes for a splash but Taylor puts his boot up, nailing PIC in the gut… PIC stumbles backwards, doubling over and Taylor charges at him, hooking him and dropping him with a swinging neck-breaker! Taylor gets to his knees and dusts his hands off, causing the crowd to boo him loudly. Taylor now makes the pin, one! Two! Kick out!:~:

Miller: Ever since Taylor joined up with ODJ he’s become one cocky son of a bitch.

Paco: I thought he was always cocky… He now has a reason to be cocky though, European Champion, protégé of ODJ and he’s kicking PIC’s ass!

:~:Justin Taylor gets up and flips PIC on his back. He then hooks him and applies his version of the “edge-ucation” The crowd boos loudly as he locks it and the ref right away gets on PIC’s face, asking him if he gives up… PIC shakes his head no and tries to reach the ropes, which are nearby… Taylor tries to keep the lock on but PIC is still too strong to tap to it, and manages to reach the bottom rope, grabbing it. The ref tells Taylor to break the hold and reluctantly he does. He then picks up PIC and whips him towards the ropes, PIC bounces off and Taylor catches him and delivers a back-breaker! :~:

Miller: Taylor went for his trademark too early in my view, giving PIC plenty of energy to use to reach the ropes.

Paco: Well that’s the key, it took PIC a lot of energy to kick out.. and yes, it was early, but it served its purpose, to take some of PIC’s energy away.

:~:Taylor goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out by PIC! Taylor brings him back up and hooks him on an abdominal stretch. The ref asks PIC if he gives up and PIC shakes his head “no!” The ref waits a few seconds before asking PIC if he gives up again, PIC again says “no!” then manages to over power out of the hold, delivering a hip toss! PIC stumbles onto the ropes as Taylor gets back up and charges at PIC.. PIC drops down to the mat though, causing Taylor to go flying over the top rope, onto the floor outside!:~:

Miller: Taylor crashed and burnt on that one!!

Paco: Damn, PIC dropped down to the mat at the last possible second.

:~:PIC stumbles to his feet and then steps out of the ring.. He then waits for Taylor to get to his feet, and when he does, PIC, jumps up and goes for a shooting star press, landing on top of a standing Taylor!! The crowd cheers loudly and PIC gets up, pumped. He picks up Taylor and tosses him inside the ring. He goes in himself and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd who definitely thought it was over. PIC gets up and brings Taylor back up to his feet. He turns him around and hooks him for a reversed DDT, no, Taylor flips over and turns the move into a northern lights suplex! :~:

Miller: Great reversal by the European Champion… PIC was going for the set up to his finisher, but Taylor had it scouted.

Paco: That’s right, you can take Taylor down like that, you gotta work harder than that!

:~:The ref counts, one! Two! Kick out! Taylor stumbles to his feet and brings PIC back up. He then whips him towards the ropes, PIC bounces off and Taylor nails him with a kick to the gut, then goes for a stunner but PIC pushes him off, blocking it. Taylor bounces off the ropes and PIC gives him a kick to the mid section. Taylor doubles over and PIC hooks him for a DDT, no, Taylor gets out of it and rams his knee against PIC’s gut. Taylor then hooks him for a flowing DDT, no, PIC blocks it, picking Taylor up and dropping him with an atomic drop! Taylor doubles over and PIC turns him around, flips him, hooks him under his arm and drops him with a reversed DDT!! PIC quickly gets up and goes to the top turnbuckle, then, just as quick as he got up, he gets down and delivers a 450 splash! PIC hooks the leg for the pin as the crowd cheers loudly… one! Two! Three! Bell rings! :~:

J. Styles: Here is your winner via the End Result…. PIC!!!

:~:His music plays as the ref raises his arm in victory. :~:

Miller: and PIC defeats the European Champion!!

Paco: Damn it to hell, why are the good guys winning? Why is HOP winning? It’s not suppose to be like this!!

Miller: Is time the good guys started fighting back Paco! It begins tonight… HOP two, everyone else, zero.

Paco: no, no, no… this has got to be a bad dream… I mean where are we, North Dakota? Oh hell yeah, this has got to be a f’n nightmare!!

:~:The camera cuts to the backstage area, ODJ’s office to be particular. ODJ's chillin', his feet up on the desk, not looking to busy. Someone begins knocking on the door, and ODJ quickly sits up and begins ruffling papers...:~:

ODJ: Yeah, come in…

:~:The door swings open, and in walks "The Party Animal" Reggie Savage.:~:

TPA: Yo man, you busy?…

ODJ: Yeah, don’t I look busy? I’m rufflin' papers and stuff, ain’t I?…

TPA: Well, uh, yeah I guess you are... So I wanted to talk to you man, we don’t ever have any of those Owner-Superstar combos…

ODJ: That’s because you’re not a superstar. You haven’t even won a title yet…

TPA: That's what I wanted to talk about. See I know that the next pay-per-view is coming up, and I was wondering which title you had me fighting for this time…

ODJ: What makes you think that I have plans for you to fight for a title?…

TPA: You don’t?…

ODJ: I didn’t say that…

TPA: So you do…

ODJ: I didn’t say that…

TPA: Not gonna tell me are you?…

ODJ: Nope…

TPA: Well I'll just walk out this door and pretend this didn’t happen…

ODJ: Good plan…

:~:TPA does just that, as ODJ goes back to maxin' and relaxin' and the show takes another commercial break. :~:

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:~:The show comes back on the air. We focus backstage as Derek Mobley is seen putting his wrestling gear on in preparation for the tag match which looms just ahead. He puts his last wrestling boot on, laces it up, and then stares down at the ground. Just then, the locker room door opens and in walks Dean, his manager, his mentor:~:

Dean: What’s up, sucka…get some bad food earlier today, you don’t look too good.

Derek Mobley: Nah, I’m just nervous…that’s all…lately I’ve been nothing more than an easy win for some people around here and, well…knowing how good I used to be and how good I can be…it’s frustrating. The butterflies, man they are fluttering like crazy, I just don’t want to go out there and continue to tarnish my legacy…I know it’s not as good as yours or Titan 3’s…but, it’s still pretty good and each time I go out there, lately, I embarrass myself…

Dean: Listen, Derek…I wouldn’t worry about it…chalk it up to ring rust…that’s what I’d do…you’re slowly getting that step back that you had lost during your hiatus. It’s coming back together…just, well, just quit using your head so much, quit over thinking and just go with your instincts…the instincts that helped you beat Titan 3, the instincts that helped you defeat Killa Kali, the instincts that helped you win the World Title and Masters of the Mat…the instincts that make you The Thriller!

Derek Mobley: Maybe it’s all mental…I don’t know…but, sometimes, it’s the mental problems that are the toughest to cure. But, who knows…we’ll see what happens tonight. I’m going to rely on my instincts, just as you stated, and see where that takes me…hopefully I don’t hold Warrick back. Hopefully I can be the tag partner I once was…anyways, no use in moping about it…might as well go out there and do something about it.

Dean: Damn straight, go whoop some ass!

:~:Derek nods and casually slaps hands with Dean. He then exits the locker room and heads off for his tag match with Warrick. We cut back to ringside.:~:

Miller: Derek Mobley is a bit worried about the match, and what might happen. I’ve never seen Mobley like this Paco.. He has never doubted himself like that…

Paco: Maybe he finally realized just how much he sucks… Boo Mobley… Boo him I say!!

Miller: That will never happen… But what will happen is Mobley’s and Hill’s tag match vs. Talon and The Jackrabbit… That match up is next, let’s go back to Joey!

Paco: It’s time for the House of Pain to go down to ODJ’s protégés!

:~:“Close Friends” by ‘Adema’ begins to play and a yin yang appears on the Insane-A-Tron as strobe lights fill the arena, flickering on and off. Onto the ramp walks Talon and The Jackrabbit side-by-side, their eyes scanning the crowd. The Jackrabbit tips back his head and begins to laugh, and Talon gives him a look from the corner of his eyes, a piece of lead piping in each hand. Talon walks now to the ring, followed closely by The Jackrabbit who skips along behind him.:~:

J. Styles: Fans the following Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall… Introducing first, at a combined weight of 543 pounds… Talon & The Jackrabbit… Fusion!!!

:~:Talon slides under the ropes into the ring as The Jackrabbit bounces onto the apron and climbs through the middle rope. Talon climbs the nearest turnbuckle, holding his arms out as The Jackrabbit crosses the ring and leaps onto the opposite, lifting two index fingers and giving his salute to the crowd. Both men then return to their feet, and Talon tosses his lead piping to ringside. "Sweet Emotion" by Aerosmith begins to play as the crowd rises to their feet and start to cheer. Purple strobe lights and smoke fill the entrance way as Derek Mobley and Warrick Hill emerge.:~:

J. Styles: Their opponents, at a combined weight of 490 pounds… Warrick Hill and Derek “The Thriller” Mobley…. House of Pain!!!

:~:They walk down the ramp and enter the ring. Derek climbs a turnbuckle and holds his arms up in the air, with the crowd cheering him on. Warrick just stands in the middle of the ring, ignoring the crowd's cheers…:~:

Miller: Well finally after close to a year, we have tag team action again!

Paco: Two bad the tag team isn’t on a blonde.. or a brunette or, any other kind of hot looking chick!

:~:The bell rings and Warrick Hill starts for his team and Talon starts for his. They lock up and Talon quickly applies a headlock on Hill but Hill easily pushes him to the ropes. Talon bounces off and Hill goes for a hip toss but Talon rolls out of it and then nails Hill with an European upper cut! Hill stumbles backwards and Talon nails him with a drop kick! Hill goes down and Talon quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! Talon gets up and brings Hill back, now him applying a headlock.:~:

Miller: Warrick Hill has a lot going on outside of the ring, so his focused hasn’t been in wrestling that much.

Paco: Hell if someone was out to kill me, wrestling would be the last thing in my mind as well!

:~:Hill wraps his arms around Talon, lifting him up and dropping him with a side suplex! Hill rolls on top of him for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out by Talon.. Hill stumbles to his feet but so does Talon who goes for a right hand, Hill blocks it though, gives Talon a kick to the mid section and then hooks him for a suplex. Hill gets him up and drops him with the suplex! Hill again rolls on top of him for the pin but again Talon kicks out. Hill brings him back up and whips him towards the corner hard! :~:

Miller: Hill bounces back… Do you think that HOP will ever get back to their glory days as tag team and single wrestlers?

Paco: Hell, not if the FTF, SOI and even TC has anything to do with it!!

:~:Hill charges at Talon and connects with a big time splash! Talon comes stumbling out of the corner and Hill comes from behind, jumping onto his shoulders and taking him down for the pin with a victory roll! One! Two! Kick out by Talon! Hill gets up and so does Talon but Hill grabs him, lifts him and delivers an atomic drop! Hill goes for the pin but Talon still kicks out. Hill goes to the corner and climbs it. He then jumps off, and goes for an elbow drop but misses as Talon rolls out of the way. :~:

Miller: Close miss there by Hill. Talon now needs to hurry and make the tag to Jackrabbit…

Paco: Yeah, Talon is the brains of their operation.. But if you ask me, he’s not all there either.

:~:Hill holds his elbow in pain as he gets to his knees… Talon stumbles to his feet and heads for his corner but Hill grabs his foot. Talon spins around and nails Hill right on the kisser with a mule kick! Hill goes down holding his mouth as Talon decides to go for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Hill. Talon gets to his feet and brings Hill to his. Talon whips him towards the ropes, Hill bounces off and Talon lifts him up and drops him with a pancake splash! Talon gets up right away and then bounces off the ropes and drops a leg across his neck! :~:

Miller: Good spur of offense by Talon on Hill Paco.

Paco: Yeah, Talon and The Jackrabbit are two of my favorite wrestlers ever. And I’ not saying that only because they are associated with ODJ, who just happens to be my boss and the man who writes my pay checks.. Hehehe.

:~:Talon goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Kick out! Talon gets up and makes the tag to The Jackrabbit. Together they bring Hill to his feet and whip him towards the ropes. Hill bounces off and they lift him and drop him with a double spine-buster! They then grab each other’s arm and delivers a double elbow drop! Talon goes out and The Jackrabbit goes for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Hill. The Jackrabbit gets up and goes to the ropes, bouncing off and dropping an elbow on Hill! He then brings him back up, places his head under Hill’s chin and delivers an inverted jaw-breaker! :~:

Miller: Finally a tag is made and that was a good combo by Fusion on Hill.

Paco: Yeah, would have been better if the spine-buster would have been through a table and the double elbow drop was done while their arms were wrapped around barbwire!

:~:Jackrabbit goes for the pin again but again Hill kicks out! Derek Mobley begins to slap the top turnbuckle, causing the crowd to clap along, all in hope of getting Hill to fight back. The Jackrabbit brings Hill back up and whips him towards the ropes.. Hill bounces off and Jackrabbit sends him flying with a back body drop! Hill lands hard on his back and The Jackrabbit goes to the ropes, bouncing off and then dropping a knee on Hill’s face! The Jackrabbit brings Hill up and then whips him towards the corner.. Hill hits hard and Jackrabbit follows that up with a body splash! :~:

Miller: Hill needs to make the tag, listen to the Fargo Dome Paco! It has come alive!!

Paco: Great.. A bunch of f’n red necks hooting and hollering… that’s all I f’n needed.

:~:Jackrabbit grabs Hill and set shim up on the top turnbuckle and then climbs it himself, and hooks Hill for a super-plex! Hill fights him off though, punching him in the ribs and then shoving him down! The Jackrabbit lands hard on his back, but gets right back up. As he does though, Hill jumps off and nails him right on the jaw with a missile drop kick! The crowd cheers loudly and Mobley now begins to beg Hill for a tag… Hill starts crawling over to Mobley but right as he is about to make the tag, Jackrabbit grabs his foot, keeping him away from Hill. :~:

Miller: Finally Hill bounces back on this match up… He has to make a tag though, Mobley is just itching to get in!

Paco: Yeah well Talon has a couple of lead pipes over there that can cure that itch!

:~:Jackrabbit stumbles to his feet while still holding to Hill’s foot.. He pulls Hill up by it, but he regrets it almost right away as Hill spins around and nails him in the back of the head with an enzeguri kick! More cheers from the crowd ass Jackrabbit is down and out and Hill is close to making the tag, he’s almost there, almost, almost, tag is made! The crowd gives a loud uproar as Mobley comes in. Jackrabbit gets up only to get run over by Mobley with a clothesline. Talon gets inside but he too is run over! :~:

Miller: Listen to the crowd Paco! They are going bananas for The Thriller!!

Paco: they look more like pigs to me than monkeys…. Look at them squealing!

:~:Mobley brings Talon up and then tosses him over the top rope, out of the ring. The Jackrabbit gets up and turns Mobley around nailing him with a couple of knife edge chops to the chest, backing him to the corner. The Jackrabbit then whips him to the opposite side but Mobley reverses it, pulling The Jackrabbit in, lifting him onto his shoulders and dropping him with a Samoan drop! Hill stays on top of the Jackrabbit and hooks the leg for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by The Jackrabbit. Hill gets up and walks over to The Jackrabbit’s legs, hooking them and then sending him flying onto the corner with a catapult! :~:

Miller: Derek Mobley is on fire! If the House of Pain is going to advance to the next round, it’ll be in large part due to Mobley’s heart. He wants this match up Paco more than Hill, he wants the titles more than Hill!

Paco: Well that’s because Mobley doesn’t have a murdered after him!

:~:The Jackrabbit is hung out to dry on the corner and Mobley comes from behind, pulling back on his head, hooking him and dropping him with a reversed suplex! Mobley rolls over and pins Jackrabbit again, one! Two! Kick out by Jackrabbit. Mobley gets up and then brings the Jackrabbit to his feet. He then gives him a kick to the gut, causing the Jackrabbit to double over. Hill then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and nails The Jackrabbit on the chest with a running knee lift! The Jackrabbit goes down hard and Mobley pins him again.:~:

Miller: Jackrabbit kicks out there, but Mobley is hitting him with some heavy artillery Paco.. Could be a matter of time!

Paco: Whatever ese, The Jackrabbit has plenty life left in him!

:~:Mobley gets up and brings Jackrabbit up. He then whips him towards the ropes, Jackrabbit reverses it though and Mobley runs towards the ropes. As Mobley hits the ropes, Talon is there to ram his knee against Mobley’s lower back! Mobley stumbles towards the Jackrabbit who lifts him up and body slams him in he middle of the ring. He then goes to the ropes, bouncing off and then dropping a closed fist right between Mobley’s eyes! The Jackrabbit goes for the pin but Mobley kicks out after one. :~:

Miller: Well, they were for ODJ so we know they are cheaters!

Paco: What are you talking about? I didn’t see a damn thing.

:~:The Jackrabbit gets up and then brings Mobley to his feet. He then throws him against the corner and makes the tag to Talon. Talon comes in and they double whip Mobley towards the ropes. Mobley bounces off and they send him flying with a double back body drop! Jackrabbit sits Mobley up and then Talon and him run opposite ways. They bounce off the ropes and then meet back in the middle, both delivering a drop kick, Talon to the back of Mobley’s head and Jackrabbit’s to his face!!! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd and Talon quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Mobley! :~:

Miller: How did Mobley kick out of that!?! He’s was crushed!!

Paco: That was a vicious move by Fusion. You’re right, Mobley should be down and out for more than a three count.. Than again, he is hard headed.

:~:Talon picks up Mobley and nails him with a kick to the mid section. Mobley doubles over and Talon goes to the ropes, bounces off and delivers an axe, taking Mobley down! Talon then flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! And Hill pulls him off, making the save! The ref warns Hill as he goes back to his corner. Talon goes to the corner and climbs it… he signals to the crowd is over and than jumps off, going for a swan dive head butt but Mobley moves at the last second and Talon hits nothing but mat! :~:

Miller: Mobley is barely able to avoid Talon’s singles finishing move!

Paco: damn it to hell!

:~:Mobley crawls over to Hill as Talon holds his face in pain. The Jackrabbit gets in to prevent the tag, but he’s too late! Hill jumps over the top rope, landing on Jackrabbit’s shoulders and taking him down with a head scissors! Hill gets up and then brings Talon up, he then gives him a kick to the gut and Talon doubles over. Hill then runs towards the ropes, bounces off and nails Talon with a flying forearm! The crowd cheers loudly and Hill goes for the pin! One! Two! And Jackrabbit makes the pin! Derek Mobley gets up and then tackles Jackrabbit down to the mat, and both men roll to the outside under the bottom rope. :~:

Miller: All hell has started to break loose!

Paco: Good, maybe now things will get hardcore!

:~:Hill gets up and then goes to the corner.. As he climbs it slowly, Talon stumbles to his feet. Hill stands at the top turnbuckle, and then turns towards Talon who charges at the ropes and shakes it, causing Hill to land on his jewels! On the outside, Jackrabbit picks up Mobley and whips him towards the ring post but Mobley reverses it, whipping The Jackrabbit the other way, sending him crashing against the steel steps! Talon on the inside climbs the corner and then hooks Hill for a super-plex! As he hooks him though, Mobley slides back inside and stops him from delivering the move, pummeling him with forearm shots to his lower back.. Mobley then gets in between his legs, lifting him onto his shoulders and pulling him away from Hill.. Hill then stands up on the top turnbuckle as Mobley turns his back to Hill.. Talon tries to break free but before he can, Hill comes flying from behind him, hooking him and delivering a bulldog off of Mobley’s shoulders!!! The crowd goes wild after watching the great tag move and Hill flips Talon over and makes the pin! One! The Jackrabbit jumps on the apron! Two! But Mobley sends him back down with an elbow to the face! Three! Bell rings! :~:

J. Styles: Here are your winners via the Check In!!!! THE HOUSE OF PAIN!!!

:~:The crowd continues to cheer as their music plays. Hill hugs Mobley pumped as Hill can barely muster a smile. :~:

Miller: and the first tag match of the year 2004 is in the record books and Paco, it has House of Pain winning!

Paco: Man I hope this isn’t a signs of things to come… Last thing I want to see right now is HOP as the new tag team champions..

Miller: I told ya! Today marks the beginning of the end for the bad guys! The good guys have won two big battles tonight! ODJ’s boys went 0-2!

Paco: Shut up will ya!?! Ugh, I think I’m going to be sick.. I gotta go.

:~:Paco leaves to the back as the camera switches views. Our cameras catch up to a banged up Jack Sullivan as he walks around backstage, trying to shake off the injuries he suffered at the hands of HOP earlier. The Hardcore Championship is over his left shoulder, serving it’s purpose of reassuring Sullivan who he is in the company. He looks pissed off as can be though… As he walks by a pile of steel rods on his left, they begin to unravel, rolling toward him. He manages to jump out of the way at the last second, cursing as he looks to see what just happened. As he stares at where the pile was, a clanging noise comes from behind him. He quickly turns around but sees nothing. Then, from behind, a man wearing a black hood jumps on his back, a bottle in one hand and a cloth in the other. He smothers Sullivan with the cloth, who fights it at first, but eventually succumbs to the chloroform and falls to the ground. The man then sits the bottle down on the ground and drags Sullivan's body out of the picture. :~:

Miller: Good grief! Tonight is just not Sullivan’s night!!! We’ll be back after a short commercial fans!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:

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:~:The show comes back on the air as we find Zimdela Brudon is in a darken room, lit only by a single candle. He is sitting down on a bench, wearing his wrestling outfit, and is staring down on the floor. He begins to chuckle a bit as he slowly rises off the bench and begins to speak.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: So tell me... do you enjoy your membership with the House of Pussies, tell me do you enjoy being with a group that makes a mockery out of me, and the S.O.I., despite the fact you guys cannot comprehend at all, what we exactly stand for. Oh wait, I forgot you were gagged, I guess you cannot answer...... that’s okay I guess, now that I think about it, I didn’t want to hear you speaking anyways.

:~:The camera pans back a bit to get a full view of the room. We now see who Zimdela Brudon is speaking to.......IT IS KEVIN HEAT!!! He is standing on top of a chair, his hands behind his back, and a gag in his mouth. Around his neck is a noose, the noose is tied onto a pipe structure above. Zimdela stands up and walks over to Heat. He goes to pat him on the crotch, causing Heat to give out muffled protests. Luckily for Heat, Zimdela does not pat him on the crotch.:~:

Miller: Oh my… Paco’s not back yet? I can’t believe he is missing this… delicious act of pain!

Zimdela Brudon: Heat what a joke, Heat signifies passion, desire, and you my friend do not bring up any of these emotions in me. I stare at you and I feel nothing. I can kick that chair from under you and feel nothing about it. Hell I would not even be happy to see you hanging up there, wriggling, struggling, as your life begins to seep from you. All I would get out of seeing your demise, is the comfort in mind that you will be one less god damn House of Pussies member around to get on my bad side. I know you had nothing to do with that parody Heat. However, you did stick your pathetic nose in Casanova’s business, and that my second rate pussy is a mistake, a grave mistake that one must pay for. I know in your mind, this price may seem over-board, rather severe. However, you must understand, that the severity of this punishment will help be a warning to others. As severe as this is, it does serve purpose, and therefore I see it in no way going over-board.

Miller: Why can’t he ever treat me like that?

:~:Kevin Heat begins to struggle in his bondage as Zimdela gives out a short, but powerful, chuckle as he watches Heat struggle.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: It amuses me when people struggle against the inevitable, like they have a choice in the matter. Heat, allow me to put an end to your struggles.

Miller: oh yes do it! Paco can’t see me, so a trip by my hand down to my pants won’t do any harm…

:~: Zimdela kicks the chair from under Kevin Heat causing him to fall, and eventually to be hanged. He begins to continue struggling, and squirming, as Zimdela watches on with a blank look on his face. Kevin Heat struggles for a few second more when all of a sudden there is a loud crack and the pipe structure comes crashing down, causing Heat to fall onto the ground, and the pipe structure coming down on him. Zimdela just stares down at the crumple heap that is Kevin Heat and the pipe structure. Zimdela pulls Kevin Heat out of the mess of pipes and then straddles him and gets in real close to his face as he speaks.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: How did that feel Heat, how did it feel thinking, no knowing, that you had loss your life to me. How did it feel Heat, knowing that you would no longer be wrestling, no longer be with your friends in the House of Pussies, nor ever get to chance to fuck that sweet piece of ass known as Rayne. You really should hit that Kevin, before I decide to strap her down and show her what some real heat is. You just lay there and take it all in, do you really think that pipe structure coming down was an accident. The fact of the matter is Heat, is that I knew it would come down. I did this to prove a point, and I want you to take this point to the other H.O.P. fuckers, and that point is, whenever I feel like it, whenever I feel the need to do so, I will put an end to any one of you fuckers I so please, so do yourselves a favor and stay away from the S.O.I, we do not need anymore reasons to fuck up your world.

:~:Zimdela bends down further and licks Kevin Heat on the forehead and then gets up. He goes over to the candle and blows it out before leaving the area. The scene goes back to Miller….:~:

Miller: Oh yes! Oh yes Brudon… Oh…

Paco: WHAT IN THE MIERDA!?!?!

Miller: PACO!! Uh! Hi!!! (zips up) What’s up, uh, man…? Feeling better!?!

Paco: What the hell are you doing!?! Why is your mic off!?! What the hell were you watching!?!

Miller: What? My mic was off!?! Oh my oh my, silly me! Here I was talking to the fans and they couldn’t hear a single word!

Paco: Man what the hell was on the monitor!

Miller: Nothing, commercial about gay man wear… You wouldn’t be interested!

Paco: and what the hell is that smell!!!???

Miller: Uh, I think that’s Joey’s new cologne! He’s in the ring right now, ready to announce the next match!

:~:"Californication" by Red Hot Chili Peppers begins to play and Jason Chase makes his way to the ring.:~:

J. Styles: Fans it’s time for the next “non-title” match up and this one is Paco’s hardcore special!!! Tonight’s pick, a Lego Death Match!! Introducing first, making his way to the ring from San Francisco, California… Jason Chase!!!

:~: 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. :~:

J. Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Louisville, Kentucky… Representing the Sentinels of Insanity… here is the Television Champion… 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. :~:

Miller: Boy is it hot in here or is it just me?

Paco: It’s just your stinking ass!

:~:The bell rings and both men begin to circle each other. Zimdela goes for a lock but Chase delivers a drop kick to his knee causing him to stumble down.. Chase gets right back up and begins to pound him with heavy right hands! Zimdela tries to get up but Chase is not giving him a break, continuing to pound him with right hands. Zimdela drops to the mat and Chase runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and going for an elbow drop but misses as Zimdela rolls out of the way. Brudon gets to his feet and so does Chase but Zimdela sends him back down with a big boot to his face! :~:

Miller: This is a match Chase requested… Last week he dissed The Sentinels of Insanity and said he could take on any one of them.

Paco: Yeah well he got his wish, now lets see what he can do.

:~:Brudon stomps on Chase a few times before bringing him back up and whipping him to the ropes. Chase bounces off and Brudon sends him flying with a back body drop! Chase lands on his feet though, and both turns towards each other. Chase quickly charges at him, chop blocking him! Zimdela grabs his knee in pain as Chase gets back up and begins to stomp on his knee. He then grabs it, hooks it under his arm, flips Zimdela over and applies a half Boston crab! The ref asks Zimdela if he gives up but Zimdela shakes his head “no!” and then tries to reach for the bottom rope. :~:

Miller: This is another David vs. Goliath match, and so far David is winning, much like in that old story.

Paco: Yeah well I don’t remember Goliath being the freak that Zimdela is… Chase better be careful.

:~:Chase tries to hang on to Zimdela but the big man manages to grab the bottom rope. The ref tells Chase to break the hold and reluctantly does. He gets up and stomps on Zimdela’s bad leg.. He then brings Zimdela back up, and hooks it for a knee-breaker. Chase tries to lift Zimdela up but he nails him with a couple of forearm shots to his lower back! Chase stumbles backwards and Zimdela nails him with a hard right hand that drops him to one knee. Zimdela grabs him, hooking him for a suplex and delivering a vertical one. :~:

Miller: Zimdela is trying to come back, but the damage has been done to the his leg.

Paco: Yeah, Chase has become a submissionist from what I heard… So maybe that’s why he wrestlers this way now.

:~:Zimdela stumbles to his feet and limps a little before bring Chase back up and whipping him towards the ropes. Chase bounces off and Zimdela catches him into a bear hug! Chase tries to get out of it but Zimdela swings him from right to left, making it almost impossible.. The ref asks Chase if he gives up but he manages to yell out “no!” and then grabs onto Zimdela’s head and nails him with a head butt, another, another, one more! Zimdela stumbles around and Chase nails him with one more head butt, that one causing him to let Chase go.. Chase drops to the mat though, feeling the effects of the head butt himself. :~:

Miller: Chase escapes there, but might end up with a migraine headache from it.

Paco: Whatever it takes… This is Chase’s first match back, he’s not going to loose it!

:~:Zimdela stumbles to his feet and so does Chase.. Chase goes for a right hand but Zimdela blocks it and nails Chase with a kick to the mid section. He then grabs him and whips him hard to the corner… Chase hits, and nearly falls down to the mat from the impact.. Zimdela walks over and peels him out of the corner. He then lifts him onto his shoulders as if he was going for a spine-buster, but instead, Zimdela, with his back to the corner, climbs it. Once he stands on the second turnbuckle, he jumps off, delivering an atomic drop! :~:

Miller: Zimdela comes right back on this match and connects with his trademark move!!

Paco: I think Chase just went from a 1 footer, to about a 4 incher!

:~:Chase doubles over in pain, holding his jewels as Zimdela quickly makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Jason Chase! Zimdela pins him again, this time holding both legs! One! Two! Th.. kick out by Chase again! Zimdela gets on top of him and begins to pound him with heavy right hands! He then gets off him and brings him to his feet, whipping him then to the ropes. Jason Chases bounces off and Zimdela lifts him up and drops him neck first across the top rope! Chase is flung backwards, and lands hard on the mat. :~:

Miller: Zimdela is really punishing Jason Chase now, and his chances for a successful debut are looking slim!

Paco: Yeah, Chase talked a big talk during his interviews this past week.. It seems that it is not enough to get him over Zimdela.. at least for now.

:~:Zimdela makes the pin again, one! Two! Kick out by Chase. Zimdela grabs Chase by his neck and lifts him up by his neck. He then lifts him, going for a choke-slam, but Chase flips over, wrapping his legs around Zimdela’s waist and then he takes him down with a torso flip into a pin! One! Two! Kick out by Zimdela! Both wrestlers get to their feet and Zimdela quickly goes for a clothesline but Chase ducks it, and as Zimdela turns towards Chase, he nails him with a spinning heel kick, sending Zimdela goes down hard!:~:

Miller: Jason Chase is trying to come back, but against a man of the size of Zimdela is very hard!

Paco: Will you stop looking at his package?! A man of his size? Very hard? I swear man, you don’t belong in this show.. You belong in queer eye for the straight guy!

:~:Chase, jumps to his feet, full of energy and runs towards the corner and hops onto the top turnbuckle.. He then turns towards Zimdela and jumps off, nailing Zimdela with a big time splash! Chase hooks the leg for the pin but Zimdela kicks out big time, sending Chase across the ring… He gets to his feet, but so does Chase who charges at Zimdela and nails him with a drop kick right to the chest! Zimdela stumbles onto the corner and Chase charges at him and connects with a splash! Chase then takes him out of the corner, and hooks him for a DDT!:~:

Miller: Chase is going to pull the upset! He’s going to defeat the Television Champion!

Paco: He’s going for the set up to his finisher, if he hits it, you could be right!

:~:Chase delivers the DDT and the crowd cheers loudly! Chase goes for the pin again, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Zimdela! Chase then tries to apply his new submission finisher, but Zimdela is fighting him off.. Chase nails him with a flurry of forearms to the back. He then brings Zimdela back up and hooks him for another DDT! This time Zimdela blocks it though, lifting Chase up into a bear hug and then runs with him, ramming him against the corner! Chase is nearly broken in half as Zimdela then lifts him onto the top turnbuckle. Zimdela then climbs up, lifts him up and then jumps to the outside with him, delivering a spine buster onto the guard rail!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd, followed by loud boos… The ref starts the ten count as Zimdela stumbles to his feet, holding his shoulder… he then picks up Chase and tosses him inside the ring. He goes in himself and makes the pin! One! Two! Three! Bell rings.:~:

J. Styles: Here is your winner, via The Very Best in Pain…. ZIMDELA BRUDON!!!

:~:His music plays as Hope gets inside the ring and starts doing her routine with Zimdela. :~:

Miller: and Zimdela manages to spoil the return of Jason Chase!!

Paco: Damn, sucks to be Jason, but not many have kicked out of Zimdela’s finisher.. and not one so far, from ICWF has.

Miller: It’s a hell of a finisher that I always question as to why it is allowed. It is clearly illegal!

Paco: Oh don’t start that crap again.. Let’s go to commercial or the back, or somewhere!

:~: The scene cuts back to the back, and we see Jack Sullivan sitting in a chair, still out of it, bound by three ropes. The man in the hood is standing behind the chair, securing the ropes. He walks in front of Sullivan and stands, holding the Hardcore title in front of Sullivan's face. With his other hand, the man smacks Sullivan on the left cheek, causing him to wake from his slumber. Sullivan stirs, then attempts to lunge forward to grab his belt. The man just laughs, his voice altered by some sort of device. Sullivan begins cursing, sliding the chair across the floor as he edges closer to the man. He takes a step back, and kicks Sullivan's chair over, sending him backwards. :~:

Man: Fool, do you honestly think you hold any power over anyone in this federation? You are a nothing, a waste, a complete and total loser. The only matches you win are those in which you have the advantage, and when you lose, you whine like a little baby. I am sick and tired of listening to your childish rants, watching as you make a total mockery of this sport. You want to play mind games with people. Well the tides have turned. You see this Sullivan, this is the Hardcore Championship, YOUR Hardcore Championship, but it won't be for long. Whether it be tonight, or next week, or next month, your day of reckoning will come. You will feel my wrath. You will know the hell I can inflict. Prepare yourself Sullivan for the mind games have only begun!

:~: The man tosses the belt across the room as it lands on Sullivan's face. He continues to curse as he tries to free himself, but it's no use. The man laughs again, then turns and walks out of the room as the scene cuts back to ringside.:~:

Miller: I said while you were away, and I’ll say it again Paco, this has got to be the worst night of Sullivan’s ICWF career!

Paco: You can say that again, and to top it off, he still has to defend his title against Jason Blood!

Miller: If he can make it out of whatever in the hell he is that is!

Paco: True enough!

Miller: Folks, we’ll be right back after a short commercial break.

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:

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:~:The show comes back on the air. :~:

Miller: Well fans, it’s time for the next tag bout of the night. One of the following two tag teams will advance to face House of Pain who earlier tonight, defeated The Jackrabbit and Talon.

Paco: Should be a good one.

:~: The arena lights dim to a level where nothing can be seen is very defined. Everything looks like a mix of the object next to it. The silence of shock is soon replaced by the sounds of a wavy guitar sounds. This is the intro to "Suffocate" by Cold. As the song becomes louder and louder through the amplifying P.A. system you see the opposite ends of the stage starting to rise. On these sections of the stage are two men, Casanova and Draco. Better known in the tag division as D&C. Smoke fills the stage and the ground beneath them cannot be seen except for two torches on either side of the entry ramp. Draco and Casanova meet in the middle and nod to one another with a very serious look on their faces.:~:

J. Styles: Fans the following is a Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall, with a ten minute time limit… Introducing first, at a combined weight of 434 pounds… Casanova!!! and The Lightweight Champion of the World…Draco!!!

:~:They walk down to the ring and get inside the ring as the lights come on with a chorus of explosions trailing from the ramp all the way around the ring. The smoke fills the arena and the team of D&C awaiting the opening bell of the bout. Just then though, “Bring the Pain” By Method Man begins to play and the crowd cheers loudly. Draco looks towards the entrance right away as Casanova holds him back.:~:

Miller: Oh-oh, looks like Punisher is coming out here with only one thing on his mind Paco, revenge!

Paco: Hell f’n yeah! Maybe now we’ll get to see some damn good hardcore action.

:~:The Insane-A-Tron comes on and reveals a scene surrounded by darkness… As it starts to clear up, you see two gates in front of you.. Metal, rusty gates.. They swing open, and just as you had feared, it is a cemetery… Draco looks at Casanova and says something only the two can hear… As the camera moves forward, we come to a huge crane, with its claw hanging above a tombstone.. A tombstone that Draco seems to recognize as he begins to shake his head. :~:

Miller: What’s going on here Paco? I’m scared!

Paco: I have no idea, but if you try to hug me I swear I’ll be the hell out of you!

:~:As the camera moves towards the stone, you see the name of one “Shannon Holmes” A name meaningless to the clueless fans, but a name Draco knows all to well… a name that causes him to drop to his knees in the middle of the ring.. Casanova tries to talk some sense into him but Draco is lost in though, or perhaps, fear… The claw of the crane opens up and the camera moves towards the operator of the crane… The camera zooms in slowly until it reveals him to be none other than Punisher… He, with a fearless look, speaks. :~:

Punisher: They say that payback is a bitch… well… let’s find out if there is in fact, a bitch buried here!

Paco: What!?!

G. Miller: Oh my!!!

:~:The camera zooms out as Punisher hits a few controls and then the claw drops, heading for the grave.. As it is about to hit, or rather, grab, the Insane-A-Tron freezes, and Draco, who is now back up wonders just what the hell is going on.. The scene fades to black and then a light bulb is turned on, revealing the face of one man… Punisher. :~:

Punisher: Did you shit your pants yet Draco? Did you cry a f’n river yet? Well you can stop with the emotional shit… Shannon is still buried and well… You see Draco, I might hate your f’n guts… but I will not lower myself to your level… I will not let the fans see me become what you are, a worthless piece of no good horse shit…

Miller: Wow… strong words…

Paco: Damn, so we won’t get to see who Shannon Holmes is?

:~:Draco paces back and forth, obviously pissed off as can be… :~:

Punisher: I will not do such acts that have made you and your group famous.. I won’t go sucking men’s dicks… I won’t take time off so I can get another plastic surgery done… I won’t go hiding in the woods to play with pebbles…. And I sure as hell won’t go blowing up un-named buildings.. No… That’s not the kind of pain I am about.. or as you all call it, the kind of pleasure. I am the King of Pain for one reason.. what I do in the ring.. It is in that very ring that make you feel the very best in pain… Yes Zimdela, whatever in the hell you are… you know damn well, that your slogan is named after me…

:~:Draco grabs a mic, as he appears to have had enough.. He tries to talk, but his mic is not working. :~:

Punisher: Don’t say a word, at least not yet.. Lets get down to business… I made a challenge to you last week, and while you were out playing arsonist last week, instead of stepping up to the plate like I hope you would, someone else actually stepped up.. Someone else took me up on my challenge.. Someone actually had some bawls. So this is where you and I come to an end Draco, because I have bigger fish to fry.. I have an opponent who actually wants to face… and is not only pretending like you are, knowing deep down inside, you are scared shitless. I have an opponent for Deadly Revenge V… That opponent’s name is, Trent, excuse me.. “The Son of a Bitch” Trent Steel!

Miller: What!?! Punisher will take on Trent Steel at Deadly Revenge V!?! holy crap!

Paco: and all this time I thought we would get to see, Pun vs. Draco.. Draco sucks man.

Punisher: So enjoy your little tournament for the Tag Team Titles.. While you enjoy that, I’ll enjoy making Trent Steel… feel… my… pain!!

:~:His music plays again and the crowd cheers loudly… Draco is livid, and throws the mic to the outside frustrated… Casanova tries to calm him down… :~:

Miller: Well that match will be a good one at Deadly Revenge V… Punisher vs. Trent Steel. Texas Clover Leaf vs. Sharpshooter! Oh man I can’t wait Paco!

Paco: In GWO this two faced off, and it was Sharpshooter vs. Sharpshooter, with the winner, keeping the move… Punisher won that time, but this is a much improved Trent Steel… The King of Pain has his hands full with the King of the Sons of bitches!

Miller: Indeed. Well fans, we still have a tag match that needs to get underway. I think you gotta give the advantage to Parker and Kelley, as Punisher has taken Draco completely out of focus.

:~:SEX and VIOLENCE Appears on the ICWF Big Screen, as Pete Parker comes out first, followed by the Maniac Mark Kelley. Pyro shoot out, as Parker kneels and Mark flexes, then the two make their way to the ring. :~:

J. Styles: Their opponents, at a combined weight of 548 pounds… “Pornstar” Pete Parker and “Maniac” Mark Kelley… Sex & Violence!!!

:~:They get inside the ring and are immediately attacked by Draco and Casanova. The ref tries to gain control but to no avail! :~:

Miller: Well this one is an all brawl from the get go Paco!

Paco: Just the way I f’n like them!

:~:Another ref comes out and helps the main ref break up the four men…. Once order is established, the other ref gets out and stays nearby just in case… Kelley and Draco start off the match, as the bell rings. They go for a lock up but Kelley easily drops him down to the mat. Draco gets back up and charges at Kelley, this time nailing him with a drop kick to his knee, dropping the big man down. Kelley starts to get up but Draco is all over him with forearm shots to the back of the head. Draco then goes to his corner and makes the tag to Casanova. :~:

Miller: Mark Kelley is the bigger of the four men, that is an advantage and at the same time, a disadvantage, specially with two speedy guys like D&C.

Paco: Yeah, plus he’s a rookie in the ICWF, so you know those butterflies are tearing him up!

:~:Casanova comes in and together they bring him up and double whip him towards the ropes. Kelley bounces off and they send him flying with a back body drop! Draco and Casanova then delivers a double elbow to his chest before Casanova makes the pin on Kelley! One! Two! Kick out by Kelley. Casanova gets up and brings him back up to his feet, he then whips him towards the ropes but Kelley reverses it. Casanova bounces off and Kelley goes for a clothesline but Casanova ducks it, swings around Kelley and plants him to the mat with a single arm DDT! :~:

Miller: One of these two teams will make it to the next round Paco, any picks?

Paco: Hmmm, two freaks, or two freaks… hmm… I’ll go with the freaks.

:~:Casanova flips him over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Kelley. Casanova gets up and brings him to his feet. He then whips him towards the ropes but Kelley reverses it… Casanova bounces off and Kelley catches him and drops him with a power-slam! Kelley stumbles to his feet and then makes his way over to Parker, making the tag. Parker jumps onto the top turnbuckle as Kelley grabs Casanova, lifts him and body slams him in the middle of the ring. Parker then jumps off, and connects with a guillotine leg drop! Parker goes for the pin, and the ref counts! One! Two! Kick out by Casanova! :~:

Miller: Good tag teaming by both teams so far.. You call them freaks, but I think as far as SOI goes, Cas and Draco are the two more normal of the two.

Paco: You called them normal? Well, coming from someone who is not normal himself, I can see how you would see it that way.

:~:Parker picks up Casanova and whips him towards the corner.. Casanova hits hard and Parker walks over to the corner and sets him on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs onto the second turnbuckle, wraps his arms around Casanova’s waist and drops him with a belly to belly super-plex! Parker quickly goes for the pin and the ref counts! One! Two! And Draco makes the save! The ref warns him but Draco ignores him… Parker gets up and brings Casanova to his feet. He then hooks him for a suplex, he gets him up, no, Casanova blocks it and gets Parker down with an inside cradle! One! Two! Kick out by Parker. :~:

Miller: That was a closer call there, Casanova surprising the Intercontinental Champion.

Paco: Yeah, but Parker is much to smart to get beaten like that.

:~:Parker gets to his feet quickly and Casanova is a bit slower to get up. Parker quickly gets him on a headlock and then makes the tag to Kelley. He comes in and they double whip Casanova to the ropes. He bounces off and they lift him up and drop him with a double pancake slam! They then get up, and run towards the ropes.. After they bounce off, both deliver leg drops, Kelley to the back of Casanova’s neck, and Parker to his lower back! Parker gets out of the corner and Kelley then flips Casanova over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out! :~:

Miller: Sex and Violence has started to take over this match up.

Paco: Yeah, Casanova and Draco need to get their shit together!

:~:Kelley brings Casanova back up to his feet and then whips him towards the corner. Casanova hits hard and Kelley charges at him, but Draco shoves Casanova out of the way and Kelley crashes against the corner shoulder first! Kelley stumbles backwards and Casanova charges at him and nails him with a running enzeguri kick! Kelley drops down to one knee and holds the back of his head in pain. Casanova makes the tag to Draco who quickly comes in. Both of them pound on Kelley with a flurry of forearms before double hooking him and planting him with a double DDT! :~:

Miller: great move by D&C, and it figures, as soon as we say they should do something, they do…

Paco: I know, it’s like, as if this was fixed or something… Hehehe, (winks)

:~:Draco doesn’t go for the pin instead he runs towards the ropes as Casanova stands next to Kelley. Then after Draco bounces off, Casanova sends him flying with a back body drop, which causes him to land on top of Kelley! Draco than goes for the pin as Casanova heads for the corner, one! Two! And Parker makes the save! The ref argues with Parker and tells him to get to his corner, in the mean time, Casanova sneaks back in and helps Draco drop Kelley with a spike pile-driver!! The ref doesn’t see a thing and Casanova quickly heads back to the corner..:~:

Miller: D&C are known for their dirty tricks I’m told Paco… and that has manifested now in this match up.

Paco: What are you talking about, I didn’t see a thing.. Did you ref? No? See, your “seeing” things Miller.

:~:The ref finally gets Parker on his corner and Draco makes the pin! The ref sees it and counts! One! Two! And again Parker makes the save. The ref warns him, but this time Parker gets out of the ring quicker. Draco gets to his feet and then goes to the corner… He climbs it to the very top and then signals to the booing fans, just then though, Parker shakes the ropes causing Draco to land on his jewels! The ref gives Parker one last warning but he’s too busy telling Kelley to get up.. Kelley stumbles to his feet, but instead of going for the tag he goes towards the corner where Draco is. He climbs it, hooks Draco and drops him with a super-plex!:~:

Miller: Great move by Mark Kelley there, toughing this match out!

Paco: Yeah but instead of using that little energy he had left to make the tag, he went for that super-plex, now he won’t be able to the corner!

:~:Kelley doesn’t go for the pin, instead begins to crawl his way over to Parker who is reaching for the tag… Casanova is screaming a Draco to get up but to no avail. Kelley manages to make the tag to Parker who jumps on the top turnbuckle and then delivers an elbow drop on Draco! Kelley makes the pin, one! Two! And Casanova makes the save! Parker gets up and begins exchanging lefts and rights with Casanova as the ref tries to regain order.. Parker whips Casanova to the ropes but Casanova reverses it. Parker bounces off and Casanova nails him with a spinning heel kick! :~:

Miller: Great action in this match up, the fans are loving it too, despite not liking either team!

Paco: It’s something new for them, it’s something different.. It’s that old school tag team mystique that we all love!

:~:Casanova gets on top of Parker and pounds him with right hands before he goes back to his corner finally as Draco flips over and then crawls over to Parker and throws his arms on top of him for the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Parker! Draco stumbles to his feet and then he picks Parker back up, lifting him and hooking him for a suplex. He gets him up but Parker breaks free in mid air and falls behind Draco before he rolls him up for the pin! One! Two! And Casanova gets in, and drop kicks Parker right on the jaw breaking the pin! :~:

Miller: Oh it was over right there! Parker had the three count!

Paco: I don’t know about all that!

:~:Kelley gets back inside the ring and as Casanova gets up, he nails him with a big boot to the face that sends Casanova stumbling onto the ropes, and down to the outside! Kelley picks up Draco and whips him towards the corner… Draco hits hard and the ref is warning Kelley, telling him to get out. Kelley does but Parker is back up and tags him in. Kelley then sets Draco up in the top turnbuckle as Parker goes to the other corner, on the same side where Draco is. Kelley then climbs onto the second turnbuckle, hooks Draco and drops him with a super-plex! At the same time, Parker jumps off the corner, and just as Draco hit, he nails him with a five star frog-splash! Kelley gets on top of Draco for the pin as Casanova tries to get back inside the ring, but Parker nails him with a drop kick, sending him back down. The ref counts, one! Two! Three! Bell rings!:~:

J. Styles: Here are your winners via the Violator!!!! SEX & VIOLENCE!!!

:~:Their music plays as the crowd gives a mix reaction…:~:

Miller: and Sex & Violence advances to face the House of Pain in the semi-finals Paco!!

Paco: Should be a damn good one…

:~:Casanova pulls Draco and helps him to the back at a rather quick pace. :~:

Miller: Well looks Draco wasn’t faze too much at the fact that they just lost.

Paco: Well he’s been on quite a losing streak, so he’s either use to it, or he’s happy he actually didn’t lose this match…

Miller: I doubt that.. It seems as if, I don’t know.. he had plans…

Paco: What in the hell are you talking about vato?

Miller: Vato? What does that mean?

Paco: It is Spanish.

Miller: You mean Mexican?

Paco: Umm...Mexicans speak Spanish not Mexicanese or something pendejo!

Miller: What does it mean?

Paco: If I told you, the FCC would be on our ass at every show from now on.

Miller: Ohhhhhh!

:~:The cameras cut to the back and we see the members of HOP, the active members of HOP in a hallway talking about some sort of strategy. Not much can be heard, but inside this huddle is PIC, Dean, Warrick Hill, Derek Mobley, and Josh Allen. The injured Kevin Heat is no where to be seen. The three members of the stable, the manager of the group, and a good friend to the stable look to the camera as they are going to say something, but a small voice is heard above them.:~:

Voice: Mimicry is the biggest form of flattery there is.

:~:The voice dies down just as quickly as it came. All the members look up to see what in the hell was making that barely audible, low, demonic-like voice. As they are looking up into the rafters of the hallway you see something in the background of the shot. A man is seen running at the group. His footsteps seem to be too quiet for the group to hear. The man is a member of the Sentinels of Insanity. The man is “The Hellacious One” Draco and he is carrying a shovel. :~:

Miller: You know, for someone who has just been through a hell of a match, he is moving rather fast!

Paco: He must have drank some Gatorade…

:~:He takes a swing that would make Barry Bonds cringe and connects the metal part of the shovel to the side of Dean’s head without anyone seeing this before hand. The loud crack of either the skull of Dean or the shovel, don’t really know which one made the noise, has the stable spin around. Draco swings the wooden end of the shovel into Warrick Hill’s gut and doubles him over. As this is going on, Casanova is seen rushing from behind the camera with Zimdela Brudon at his side. Casanova hits PIC from behind with an elbow to the back of the head. PIC goes flying off of his feet forward into a table full of condiments for the wrestlers and workers alike. Casanova lays a few punches onto PIC and the lifts him high into the air in a spine buster type move, but changes it in mid air to a bull dog straight through the table. PIC is laying motionless as coffee is spilled all over his body. Zimdela Brudon tackles Josh Allen into a wall and the back of Allen’s head bounces off the concrete wall. Allen stumbles forward only to have his family jewels grabbed nice and tight by the sickest Sentinel of them all. Allen winces in pain and drops to his knees. Zimdela Brudon takes Allen’s head and smears it on the crotch of his pants and Allen tries to fight him off. Zimdela Brudon lets him get away, but Casanova delivers his trademark kick to the side of the head causing Allen to fall to his knees. Meanwhile, Draco takes the doubled over Warrick Hill and knees him in the face a few times. Blood is seen trickling down his face as Draco spins Warrick Hill around and jumps onto his shoulders hitting his signature “Hellacious” move, which happens to be a Reverse Frankensteiner. Warrick Hill is spiked into the cold concrete and lays there with his fellow HOP members all matching in the crimson liquid that pours from their body.:~:

Paco: How come he didn’t try that earlier on Kelley?

Miller: Oh stop it.. That’s over and done with.. Lets talk about this! Sentinels of Insanity have taken the House of Pain out!

:~:Casanova trails his fingers over Dean’s skull and licks the blood off of his hands.:~:

Casanova: When you mimic the Sentinels, the backlash is always much...much worse.

:~:You see Zimdela Brudon produce a rather large amount of rope from behind his back. He begins to unravel it and Draco is seen looking down at the fallen HOP members. Casanova looks at the members not out of anger really, but as if he is looking down at a buffet. Zimdela Brudon unwinds the rope and the scene slowly fades out to the announcer’s table.:~:

Paco: Is it just me or are the Sentinels a little...

Miller: Insane?

Paco: Not the word I was looking for really.

Miller: Then...?

Paco: FUCKING CRAZY SICK BASTARDS!

Miller: What do you think Zimdela Brudon is doing with that rope.

Paco: Whatever the hell he wants as long as he doesn’t come out here and do it to me. Did you see where he pulled out from?

Miller: Uh, no…

Paco: His f’n ass! No wonder that rope is so f’n brown!

Miller: Oh you are too disgusting! Fans, we’re going to take a break, the last break of the night!

:~:Scene fades to black. :~:

Getting you back for the fifth time bitch!

:~:The show comes back on the air with Paco and Miller in front of us… :~:

Paco: Breaker, breaker, one nine. We have reports of Sentinel movement in the back. Kssht!

Miller: ugh, you sure you want to see this?

Paco: Huh?

Miller: Remember where they left off. Tying up HOP after a brutal beat down.

Paco: Ahhhh! Shit! HIDE THE WOMEN, CHILDREN, AND ME!

:~:The camera cuts to the backstage area where a dimly lit room is seen. A light is seen swinging lightly back and forth, which is the only source of light in the room. The swinging light sheds a small circle of light for the most part of the room, but leaves the ends in shadows as it swings from one end to the next. Five chairs are seen in this room and all five chairs are occupied. The five chairs are occupied by members of HOP. There look even worse than the last time we had seen them. Not only are they still unconscious, but they seem to be bleeding more and look to be swelling up as well. In other words, they are messed up! Something looks weird, almost as if the camera is malfunctioning. The camera moves a bit and you still see some sort of white lines stretching up the screen. Then it becomes clear that those aren’t lines of static or disruption of the electrical feed. Instead it looks like white rope expanding from the HOP members’ wrists up to the ceiling. There is a rope tied to each one of there arms, legs, and even one rope around their neck. Each tied not on their appendages looks to be tied so that the only way out would be to either cut the rope or bite their own arm off. A special note is tied around each one of their throats, though, a noose note is seen fitting snugly around their necks.:~:

Voice: Master of puppets pulling the strings.

:~:Dean suddenly stands up and his body looks limp but the ropes are holding up his weight. He ‘walks’, and by walking I mean floating back and forth in the room, in front of the chairs. The blood hits the floor as he continues to drag his feet on the ground a bit.:~:

“Dean”: What the hell? The man has been holding me back...sucka! What’s up with that. I am Hellacious! I deserve to be the best. I may not be booked all the time, I may not be liked by everyone, and I may not be respected by anyone, but I am still Hellacious! I deserve to get what I want. Damn man holding me back.

:~:The high-pitched voice can only be described as whiny. The voice comes from above and it seems to be that the puppeteers of this show are continuing the segment that the HOP members did last week at mimicking the members of the SOI. Dean continues to ‘walk’ back and forth still dripping blood here and there. A few of the ropes are seen falling, only the ones holding up his arms. Dean is then hung upside down by his feet and his face is only a few inches away from making contact with the ground. The dripping sound of blood is heard as Derek Mobley starts to ‘speak’ as he moves about as well. On his ‘walk’ he bumps into Dean a few times a little harder than you would normally seen. The puppeteers pull the strings.:~:

“Derek Mobley”: Ya, I lost. Wah, wah, wah. No big deal though. I have my friends here to comfort me and make me feel better. I might play the big bad vampire type on TV, but I am really a big teddy bear that just wants to be held. I may have lost to Warrick Hill, but who expected me to win? I am a loser and that is all I will ever be. Wah, wah, wah! Some one please help me. PLEASE?!

:~:The voice soon ends and thankfully at that. The voice was just as loud, obnoxious, and high-pitched as the last one. Derek Mobley, portraying himself as Casanova by the puppeteers, is hung by his feet as the two ropes holding his arms fall. The next one up is Josh Allen. His movements seem a little harsh as he starts to go head first into the chairs, goes hard into the walls, and even bounces off the concrete floor a few times as he is ‘walked’ around the room.:~:

“Josh Allen”: I can’t believe people think that I am diseased. Why!? I want to keep my sexual life a secret from all of them. Just because I have slept with most of the members of the Sentinels, doesn’t make me a bad person...Does it? Does Jesus still love me? I hope so. I want someone to love me for more than one night. Wait...Breath...Don’t let the tears flow just yet. You a re still on camera. You have to be the bad ass, take no prisoners, tough guy that you portray or else you will lose all followings of fans. OH WHO AM I KIDDING? I have no fans!

:~:With that a loud and ear piercing scream is heard. It sounds like something dying under the hood of a car that was just started. It stops and a few sniffles are heard as the portrayal of Lucius Pendragon is also hung by his feet. He is lined up with his fellow brothers in the House of Pain. All of them are still unconscious and still in very bad shape. The injuries they have sustained tonight will not be ones they can merely shrug off. PIC is now moving, but of course not of his own free will. He is limply gliding along the floor with his face rubbing against it most of the time. His legs are in the air and he is rubbing noses with dust bunnies as another whiny voice is heard.:~:

“PIC”: Oh I love this! Simply love it. Anything I can do to get some action. Rub my face on the ground and stick my ass into the air. Oh baby! Where is my fellow brothers when I need them?! Oh wait, they all looked to be tied up. Ya! Looks like I can really have some fun.

:~:The unconscious PIC seems to ‘jump’, and that term is used loosely, to Derek Mobley and begins to rub his crotch into the face of Derek Mobley.:~:

“PIC”: Oh yes! Casy babe, keep going. YES! Oh, this is better than anything else, I love it!

:~:Slowly the disturbing sounds die off and PIC is hung upside down by his feet along with the rest of his fellow stablemates for his portrayal of Zimdela Brudon. All four members are hanging there and the voice is heard again. Not the whiny and complaining voice, but the demonic and animalistic growl.:~:

Voice: And you, Warrick Hill, are merely guilty by association.

:~:Warrick Hill’s body then moves in the position of the rest of them. As they hang there you can see their faces getting redder as the blood flows to their heads and must be doing some damage. Then, their bodies are hung so that their feet are placed on the chairs and the noose is supported them easily. All five of them are hanging like this. Dropping from the ceiling is three dark figures. The men are the Sentinels of Insanity. Draco looks at the man in the center of the group, Dean. He is standing unconscious on his chair. Draco smirks hoping he will remember these words.:~:

Draco: Dean, you messed with the wrong type of guys. You make fun of us by doing a piss poor parody of what you think we are like. Oh bravo, but to be a Sentinel is to be Insanity personified. We were crazy enough to sit back and laugh at your comments because words don’t hurt at all. Words are nothing more than manifestations of the mind and what harm can those do? To us? Not a damn thing. We are the predators and you are the prey, remember that. In this world, we are the judges, the jury, and the executioners!

:~:With that Casanova stands at the left end of the row of chairs where Warrick Hill and Derek Mobley stand on their chairs next to Dean’s middle seat. Zimdela Brudon moves to the right end of the row where Josh Allen and PIC are standing on their own chairs unconsciously. First Casanova speaks cold words that seem to foretell something.:~:

Casanova: ...H...

:~:Casanova kicks out the chair from underneath Warrick Hill and you see he is being supported only by the rope around his neck. He is hovering a few inches off the ground now and is coming to as he gasps for breath. Next Zimdela Brudon speaks up.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: ...O...

:~:Zimdela Brudon now kicks out the chair from underneath Josh Allen and you see his eyes bulge out of their sockets as he awakens due to the situation he is in. He too is hovering at the level that Warrick Hill is at and both are struggling against the rope, but are unable to do much in their current physical condition.:~:

Casanova: ...P...

:~:Casanova once again places his foot on the chair of a HOP member, this time it is Derek Mobley. He pushes the chair back against the wall and lets Derek Mobley’s limp body be strung up by the rope around his neck. Soon Derek Mobley is fighting with Josh Allen and Warrick Hill for oxygen and in turn his own life.:~:

Zimdela Brudon: ...IS...

:~:Zimdela once more kicks out the chair from underneath another individual of a rivaling stable. PIC’s chair is sent back a few feet and PIC is hanging helplessly and he too awakens from his state of unconsciousness from his earlier run in with the members of Sentinels of Insanity. All the members of HOP, along with their affiliate Warrick Hill, are struggling to hold onto their dearest possessions...life itself. All, but one hangs and this time Draco gets a sick and sadistic smirk on his face as Dean awakens from his unconsciousness because of the sounds of struggle from his stablemates and colleagues.:~:

Draco: ...GUILTY!...

:~:Draco puts a lot of force into sending the chair back behind Dean’s reach. The look of fear and death approaching is on his face. He doesn’t know what to do except kick and struggle against it. The chair hits the wall with a thud and cracks in half. Draco, Casanova, and Zimdela Brudon walk out of the room leaving the members of HOP hanging by their necks from the ceiling. The door is wide open and after the Sentinels disappear from sight, a scream is heard. Not even a minute after the Sentinels are gone is there people helping the HOP down from their hanging positions. The camera cuts back to a mortified pair of announcers at the announcing table.:~:

Miller: That was the single...most...horrifying...diabolical...action...I have ever seen take place on ICWF television!

Paco: Hell ya! Those Sentinels have no compassion, no remorse, and no feelings. They need to get a taste of their own medicine!

Miller: Not many can rival them in their sick ways, but I know they are the targets of many people in the federation.

Paco: Some just don’t want to wrestle them because of what it might bring down on them.

Miller: Ya...

Paco: Remember what Jack Sullivan and DeMarko Frost got?! Huh!?! Tied spread eagle to one another–

Miller: Not too bad.

Paco: AH! YOU SICK FLAMER! GET AWAY FROM ME! Let’s just move on before I slap you into next week, puta.

Miller: I don’t even know how we can go on with the show.. I’m sure the FCC is calling the network right now, hoping to get us off TV!

Paco: Bah, f’k the FFC! We are the highest rated show in this damn network. We ain’t going no where!

Miller: It’s FCC Paco..

Paco: KFC? What?

Miller: never mind… fans, if you are still watching this show, our main event is next… Jack Sullivan, who has been jacked up more than once tonight, defends his title against Jason Blood…

Paco: I can’t believe the match is still going on after all Jack Sullivan has been through.

Miller: Well the EMTs in the back told him he shouldn’t fight, but you know how hard headed he is.

Paco: True indeed.. Well, maybe Jason Blood will finally win one of the big titles in the ICWF. He’s won the LW title, if he wins this one, all he will have to do is win the World Heavyweight Title to have held the 3 major titles in the ICWF.

:~:The bell rings three times, grabbing the fans attention… Joey gets inside the ring and speaks… :~:

J. Styles:ICWF Fans… Insaniacs… It’s time… It’s time… IT’S MAIN EVENT TIME!!!

:~:The crowd cheers loudly and fireworks go off all over the place… :~:

J. Styles: The following match is scheduled for one fall with no time limit and it is for the Hardcore Championship!!!

:~: The lights go down as the Insane-A-Tron starts to play a video of a mask.. A mask worn by only one man.. Blood drips over the screen as "Praise" by Sevendust comes over the PA as Jason Blood enters the arena...Jason walks down to the ring with his manager Amber Dextris... :~:

J. Styles: Introducing first… The Challenger… From Statesville, North Carolina… Representing The Terror Corps, here is… Jason Blood!!!

:~: Jason gets into the ring with her and poses for the crowd as they chant..."Flash us! Flash us! Flash us!" to Amber...Amber leaves after she takes Jason's coat and the crowd boos loudly.. The words "F*ck The fans!" can be heard over the PA system, and fans begin to boo loudly 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 stumbles to the ring, no Lucha Army, as they were taken out earlier and weren’t able to recover. :~:

J. Styles: His opponent, making his way to the ring from Milwaukee, Wisconsin…. Representing the FTF, here is the Hardcore Champion… “The Evolution” Jack Sullivan!!!

:~:Jack slides into the ring and tosses his robe to he side and then tosses the title over to the ref… Jack has his ribs heavily taped and a few other bruises show here and there.:~:

Miller: good grief, is Jack even 10 percent?

Paco: Well Jack Sullivan is a warrior. He could be 1 percent, and he would still put his title on the line.

:~:The bell rings and both men go for a lock up, Sullivan surprisingly gets the upper hand quickly, applying a headlock. Jason Blood tries to get out of it, and manages to do so, pushing him to the ropes. Sullivan bounces off but takes down Blood with a shoulder tackle! Blood lands hard but gets right back up. Sullivan gets him with a headlock again and this time manages to hold it for a while longer before Blood reverses it into a hammer lock and then breaks, backing off Sullivan and then delivering a drop kick to the back of Sullivan’s head! :~:

Miller: Jason blood is going to--

Paco: Yeah, yeah, use his speed and agility, blah, blah, blah.. we hear that shit all the time man! Just watch the damn match!

:~:Sullivan stumbles forward onto the ropes. He turns around and Blood charges at him, nailing him with a spinning heel kick, sending him and himself over the top rope, onto the floor!! The crowd cheers loudly as the action is about to pick up… Blood stumbles to his feet, holding his arm in pain as Sullivan is down, holding the back of his head in pain. Jason Blood brings him back up, not giving him any breaks and then slams him against the guard rail! Sullivan drops to a sit down position and Blood delivers a mule kick right to Sullivan’s jaw! :~:

Miller: Oh you think being the analyst and the announcer with actually something smart o say is easy? Well, let’s do a little roleplaying.. I’ll be the stupid color commentator and you’ll be me.

Paco: role-playing!?! Cool! I got a character called Demon Knight, can I use him!?!

:~:Blood gets up and brings Sullivan to his feet, he then whips him towards the ring post but Sullivan reverses it, pulling Jason Blood in, lifting him up and then dropping him neck first across the guard rail! The crowd boos loudly, as Sullivan finally gets some offense in. Sullivan drops to his knees and holds his ribs in pain before getting to his feet… he then looks under the ring and takes out a metal tray.. he then walks over to Blood who was starting to get up and then whacks him with it across his back! :~:

Miller: Demon Knight? What the hell are you talking about?!

Paco: He’s my dark character. You know everyone has one.. I got a gay character too called Troyboy, you would like him!

:~:Blood is still down on all fours when Sullivan nails him again and again with the tray. Blood drops down to the mat and Sullivan tosses the bent tray to the side. Sullivan then flips Blood over and makes the pin! One! Two! Kick out by Blood. Sullivan gets up and then brings Blood back up to his feet and throws him over his shoulder. He then runs with him towards the ring post and rams him shoulder first against it! Sullivan doesn’t let him go, backing away and then ramming him against the ring post again! :~:

Miller: Troyboy? I don’t know what the hell you are talking about… just forget it!

Paco: Oh come on man! Don’t be scared! Fine I’ll use an easier Character, how about, Lowrider 187!?

:~:Sullivan then spins around and delivers a shoulder breaker, adding insult to injury! Sullivan now goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Blood! Sullivan gets up and then looks under the ring, taking out a ladder! The crowd cheers but Sullivan ignores him. He then walks over to the steel steps with it and then places one end of the ladder on it and the other end on the guard rail. He then walks over to Jason Blood who is holding his shoulder in pain. He then picks him up, grabbing him by his neck, lifting him up and choke-slamming him onto the ladder!:~:

Miller: Hell of a choke-slam by Jack Sullivan, and there is no doubt as to why he is the Hardcore Champion.

Paco: No way ese… He won it by defeating the 3 champions below his title, and now in his first title defense, he has to represent!

:~:Jack Sullivan pulls him off the ladder and then grabs him by his neck again, this time with both hands and lifts him up only to bring him down across his knee with a back-breaker! Jack Sullivan goes for the pin now and the ref counts! One! Two! Three! No! two! Two! Blood kicked out at the last second and Sullivan can’t believe it! He pins him again, one! Two! Kick out by Blood again! Sullivan gets up and argues with the ref as Jason Blood crawls over to the ring, and goes under it. :~:

Miller: Jack Sullivan hit his trademark after that choke-slam and Blood still kicked out! Holy care bears!!

Paco: Blood is showing a lot of endurance.. Endurance he just learned at that temple he was in this past week.

:~:Sullivan gives up arguing as the ref keeps telling him it was only two.. Blood emerges on the other side of the ring, with a 2 x 4 in hand! Jack Sullivan turns to pick up Blood but sees he is gone.. He starts to look around for him as Blood slides back in the ring and then creeps over to the corner. Sullivan is down on all fours, looking under the ring… Blood climbs the corner, and stands at the very top, now just waiting for Sullivan. Sullivan emerges from under the ring and gets up.. He turns towards where Blood is, seeing him, but a bit too late, as Blood is in mid air, and brings the 2x4 hard across Sullivan’s head, breaking him it in half!! :~:

Miller: What a shot! What a shot by gawd what a shot Paco!!

Paco: Are you sure you’re not JR’s son? Nephew maybe? Distance cousin perhaps?

:~:Sullivan drops like a sack of bricks and Blood flips him over. Instead of going for the pin though, he hops onto the apron and then, with his back to Sullivan he jumps onto the middle rope before delivering a springboard moon-sault! Now Blood goes for the pin and the ref counts, one! Two! Th.. kick out by Sullivan! “OOOH!” is heard from the crowd, who like Blood, though it was a three count… Blood picks up Sullivan and tosses him inside the ring. Blood then walks over to Joey and takes his chair after he pushes him out of the way. :~:

Miller: Jason Blood got Joey’s chair… He’s going to really punish Sullivan now!

Paco: yes, yes, punish him! That’s what I want to hear! Do it Blood! Do it!

:~:Blood slides inside the ring with the chair in hand… he then drags Sullivan to the middle of the ring, and then places the chair on top of Sullivan… Blood then goes to the corner and climbs it… After telling the crowd is over, he jumps off and goes for his shooting star press finisher, but Sullivan rolls out of the way, leaving the chair in his place, and Blood crashes right on it!! “OOOOH!” is heard from the crowd followed by loud boos… Sullivan stumbles to his feet as Blood is rolling around, holding his mid section in pain… Sullivan brings him up, turns him around, pulls back on his head, hooks him and drops him with a reversed twist of fate, right onto the chair! :~:

Miller: Jason Blood missed big time with his finisher there, and now the momentum is back on Sullivan’s side!

Paco: It sure is, and I can’t believe I’m going to say this but, even after all Sullivan has been through, he is still going to pull off the win!

:~:Jack Sullivan gets to his feet and clutches his ribs in pain.. He then grabs the chair Blood just crashed on and opens it up. He then places it in the middle of the ring before bringing Blood to his feet. He then throws him over his shoulders.. He tells the fans to go “f’k” themselves and then swings him around, and goes for a flapjack but Blood blocks it, hooking Sullivan’s head and DDTing him onto the chair!! The crowd cheers loudly and Sullivan rolls out of the ring, holding his head in pain! :~:

Miller: Blood blocked the Extinction Paco!

Paco: Damn it man! It should have been all over!

:~:Jason Blood stumbles to his feet and then slides to the outside… He then grabs Jack Sullivan who is holding his face in pain, you see blood on his hands and you can only assume he is busted open. Blood brings him to his feet but before he can do anything, Sullivan nails him with a knee to the mid section.. .Blood doubles over and a Bloody Sullivan hooks him between his legs for a power-bomb! He lifts Blood, no, Blood back body drops him instead onto the announcers’ table!! Sullivan lands hard but the table doesn’t break! Blood quickly slides back inside the ring and goes for the corner.. He climbs it and the crowd gets to their feet expecting something big.. Blood delivers just that, as he jumps off from the corner, flips in mid air and lands right ton top of Sullivan, putting him through the table… delivering a picture perfect shooting star press!!! The crowd is going wild and chanting “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” Blood, with whatever little he has left, hooks the leg for the pin! One! Two! THREE!! Bell rings! :~:

J. Styles: Here is your winner via the Blood Rain…. And the NEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! Hardcore Champion!!!! “THE NEW FACE OF FAME” JASON BLOOD!!!

:~:The crowd cheers loudly as the ref raises Blood’s arm in victory then hands him his newly won title. :~:

Miller: and Jason Blood wins it Paco! Jason Blood has brought gold to Terror Corps!!

Paco: Damn ese!! I like Blood and all but I didn’t think he could win it!!

Miller: Well he has, and what a huge win is not only for him, but for his stable the Terror Corps who no one was taking seriously any more!

Paco: I bet they are taking them seriously now!

Miller: Indeed! Well fans, a terrible night for Jack Sullivan, couldn’t have ended any worst… and I, for one, is loving it dearly!

Paco: Bastard, I’ll make sure I’ll tell him that!

Miller: I don’t care… Fans, good night, and see you next week!!

Paco: You mean next month right?

Miller: Shut up…

Paco: Pendejo…

:~:Show comes to an end as the scene fades to black.:~:

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