(Christoph comes walking to the arena, duffel bag in hand. He’s dress up in his usual attire, strangely enough. Magnum has no trouble recognizing him though as he walks up to him.)

Christoph: There’s been a change up tonight.

Magnum: Oh?

Christoph: You’re in charge. I’ve got a match to take care of. (smiling wryly)I trust you can handle things?

Magnum: Surely. And you can find your partner in the locker room. He’s been in there for hours.

Christoph (chuckling): That’s Makko for you. He always used to do that before his matches in the TWF. He was the first one in the arena – always. He gets mentally prepared like that for anything and everything. He’s going to do great tonight.

Magnum: And you will too.

Christoph: Thanks.

(Christoph and Magnum walk into the arena and Chaos begins in a flash of fireworks and pyrotechnics that could scare any beaver into a dam frenzy. (no cussing – hehe) Tracy and Jennifer are at their announcing table, ready to talk it up.)

Jennifer: What the heck do you think you were doing?

Tracy: I was just giving you a run for your money, is all.

Jennifer (snide): Joey is mine. You keep your hands off him.

Tracy: Oh quit your pouting, you still won him. I was just having a little fun is all.

Jennifer (getting a sly look): What about the date you bid on?

Tracy (quickly): You know, Storm was a great show. With Ezekiel and Painkiller Jane and Pepper Ortega..

Jennifer: Now hold on there, sister. You ain’t getting away that easily. I want to know what’s going on with you and Justin. You bid so much money on him – you two have got to be an item now.

Tracy: I don’t know, Jennifer. Not yet. Now can we get on the show without making the IWA into Gossip Talk?

Jennifer: Sure, Sunday Storm was a blast. Ezekiel bashed Bart’s head in with extreme prejudice, Painkiller Jane bashed Dagger’s head in with extreme prejudice, and Pepper bashed in Rouge’s head with extreme prejudice.

Tracy: Not to mention the others in the tag match, the mysterious video that came for Weird Mystery, Big Swaffy Cool coming in and throwing his weight around, and Mark Post being the latest in the recent series of attacks on IWA officials and IWA-related people.

Jennifer: That poor guy. What did he ever do to anybody?

Tracy: I’m not sure. I don’t follow how any of this connects – it’s chaotic. But Mark’s doing fine now. He suffered a major concussion but is recovering just fine. He’s resting at home, probably enjoying the time off.

Jennifer: And what pisses me of is that the attacker still hasn’t been caught. How many people have been injured by this guy. One person has died for pete’s sake! Shouldn’t this creep be behind bars by now?

Tracy: He’s been too slippery, Jennifer. Who knows how this guy has been getting away with this. He’s either really smart or really crafty. Probably both. He hasn’t left much to go on so we can’t really catch him that easily.

Jennifer: If he tries to lay one finger, one finger! On me, I’m going to snap his arm in two and make barbecue baby back ribs out of that guy. He’s going to make for a great IWA Barbecue, you know.

Tracy (chuckling): Ok Jennifer, you do that.

Jennifer: Maybe I ought to break his leg first… everybody likes dumbsticks…

Tracy: Heh heh, but before that happens, we’ve got a show to talk about. Right, Jennifer?

Jennifer (waving): Oh, right right, Chaos, great show, guys hitting guys, hugging each other closely, playing man games, sure sure. Hmm… maybe Masterpiece barbecue sauce is the best way to go…

Tracy: That’s right folks, as Jennifer said, we’ve got a great show tonight! First we have the newcomer, Echo, going up against Rouge. With Rouge’s recent mischievous appearances in matches, he’s caught the eye of Echo.

Jennifer: You’d think Rouge wouldn’t go and ruin people’s matches. But I guess when you lose the TV title you lose a piece of your sanity too. Kind of like Man of War when he lost to Koscik. Have you seen that guy? He’s gone off the deep end, into a hay bale, and wants a lollipop.

Tracy: I’m not sure what that means, but Man of War sure isn’t himself lately. So that makes two people that aren’t themselves – Rouge and Man of War.

Jennifer: And Weird Mystery! He’s been scared out of his wits. He’s turned into a pansy!

Tracy: Hasn’t he always been like that?

Jennifer: Oh yea.

Tracy: Well anyway, we have Ezekiel fighting Painkiller Jane after that match. With Jane’s win over Dagger, she’s going to higher ground to try and take down the self-proclaimed Lord of Destruction himself.

Jennifer: That guy’s full of it, if you ask me. Ever since he came back and won his first match he’s been mouthing off like he was the best there is and ever was.

Tracy: He is the only grand slam champ, you know.

Jennifer: Who cares about that? I don’t, you don’t, nobody does! All I want to see is his head impaled on a stick.

Tracy: Then you should enjoy the match. It’s hardcore and there’ll be plenty of blood I’m sure. Painkiller Jane is experienced in extreme fighting as well as Ezekiel. So together they should be able to paint the town red - literally.

Jennifer: You’re darn right I’m going to enjoy that match. Jane’s going to whoops up on Zeke so bad he’s going to wish he hadn’t messed with the female race.

Tracy: Yes, but moving on we then have the TWF match where Christoph is pairing up with his old friend Makko to face off against the combination of John Empires and Big Swaffy Cool.

Jennifer: Eh, it’s TWF – who cares?

Tracy: But he’s our president…

Jennifer: Ok, so maybe the match will be good. But only because Makko can practically bend a steel bar in two and Christoph will whip out the pen that he signs all his document with. He’ll probably bring a huge paperweight too, ‘cause when you’re the president you get a huge paperweight.

Tracy: I think Christoph’ll do great because he’s a fantastic wrestler.

Jennifer: Or you’re just saying that because you don’t want him to fire you.

Tracy: He’s really is a great wrestler though.

Jennifer: That match aside, we have the World Title match. Greg “I’m a high school flunky” Koscik goes up against Chill “Get your freak on” Factor.

Tracy: Who else is rooting for Chill Factor?

Jennifer: Not me. That guy is even more of a freak than Koscik. Although Koscik takes the cake in a lot of other stupid things.

Tracy: Chill Factor’s a free spirit, that’s for sure. Who would have ever thought he’d get a match for the world title?

Jennifer: Not me!

Tracy: But you have to admit, he deserves it somewhat. With his wins to get the Us title, half the tag titles, the hardcore title, and numerous non-title victories, he’s proven to be a great athlete.

Jennifer: Maybe so, but I’m going to chock this match up to another great screw up by our beloved Commission Magnum. What goes through his mind when he thinks up these matches I have absolutely no clue… He’s probably helping Chill Factor just because he likes him. They were in a stable you know. The system is biased, Tracy, I’m going to reveal the truth about Commissioner Magnum—

Tracy: Hold on, I’m going to have to stop you short, Jennifer. I hear that Stewart’s got someone in the back…

(The camera shows Mateo Muerto walking into the arena, with Pepper Ortega in tow. Pepper's wearing a torn denim jacket over his muscular frame, and he's carrying a bottle of Cuervo. Rich Stewart bursts from behind the camera, and tries to get a comment from either man.)

Stewart: Mateo! Pepper! This is a surprise. You aren't scheduled to make an appearance tonight.

Muerto: We're hear to take care of some business.

Stewart: What kind of business?

Pepper: Just shut up and watch, Ricardo.

(With that, both men push their way past Stewart, who just shrugs as he looks back at the camera.)

Jennifer: You interrupted me… for that? I should’ve told the world by now how Magnum is corrupt but no, Rich had to steal my sunshine. (exasperated sigh) Men.

Tracy: I’m sure you can get over it, you’re going to have to – and quick. The first match is about to start.

Rick Martin: For our first match, our first competitor weighs 240 pounds, is 6 foot 1, and hail from Enchinitas, California, he is… Echo!

(The lights go out for a few seconds and then "In League" by Bile comes across the arena as strobe lights zoom everywhere. He makes his way down to the ring in a mad dash along with Jessie and jumps on top of the nearest turnbuckle and points out to the crowd. He then climbs down and helps Jessie into the ring and then she helps him take off his jacket. She exits while Echo stands and waits for Rouge to come out.)

Rick Martin: For the first match, our second competitor weighs 257 pounds, is 6 foot 5, and hails from Los Angeles, he is… Rouge!

(Three huge explosions go off near the entranceway create billows and billows of smoke. People are cheering, screaming, and chanting for Rouge but when the smoke clears he’s not there. A voice comes out of the PA system.)

Voice: Wait for it… wait for it…

(Then a HUGE explosion goes off and Rouge comes barreling down through the smoke to the ring.)

Tracy: You’ve got to wonder if this match is going to be interrupted by someone. Maybe Caleb, maybe Pepper. But if it’s anybody, it’ll probably be Pepper.

(Echo and Rouge lock up and hip toss each other around for a while, neither of them getting the upper hand – until Rouge hits Echo with a hard forearm smash to the side of the neck. Echo’s head whiplashes in one direction and Rouge suplexes him back. Echo comes back with a suplex of his own, but Rouge pummels him with a bulldog instead. Echo, however, gets his chance to get Rouge back with a irish whip into the ropes. When Rouge comes back, Echo brings a big boot to his face and Rouge goes down. With little time to spare, Echo gets to the ropes and jumps off for a splash on Rouge. He hits it, but he doesn’t get to relish in his victory of long as Rouge throws him off and quickly leg drops Echo. Rouge then goes to the ropes for his own attack. He flies off the ropes with an Orihara Moonsault in mind. But Echo moves out of the way and slams into the mat hard. Echo takes advantage of the recently self-slammed Rouge and puts him into a camel clutch. Rouge manages to power out of it, red hot mad as a cajun cabana boy. He decimates Echo with an inverted DDT and rolls him up for a count of 1 and a half.)

Tracy: Both Rouge and Echo are showing excellent maneuvers tonight so far.

Jennifer: I don’t know, I think Rouge’s got an advantage here. Although it’s not that big, Echo still just doesn’t have the experience to take on the former TV champion.

Tracy: Maybe so. But remember, Echo took out the former Hardcore champion, Pepper. He just might do it again and take down another former champ.

(Echo barrels at Rouge with a running should and Rouge stands ready for it, Echo smashes in the Rouge, and knocks him back some, but Echo takes a hurting to his shoulder as well. That doesn’t stop him from hitting Rouge with a stupendous powerbomb though. After that, Rouge’s slightly dazed, in other words, dazed enough for Echo to get him in a scoop slam. That enables Echo to go to the ropes again. He jumps off and drives Rouge hard into the mat with a flying elbow. After that, he runs circles around Rouge with a blizzard of punches and kicks to all sorts of body parts. Rouge’s in the red after Echo’s flurry of punches and kicks. But Echo choose flight over fight when the next opportunity comes around and runs into the ropes, sending himself running back at Rouge. He clothesline’s Rouge, who was just getting up, back down – hard. He hits rouge with a front piledriver and then rolls his leg up for the pin. Rouge kicks out at two and boots Echo in the face for trying.)

Tracy: It seems like Echo has taken advantage of the match as of late, Jennifer.

Jennifer: but I doubt it’ll last all the way through tot he end. Rouge’s bound to break out of this pitiful streak of defenselessness and snap Echo’s neck.

(Rouge’s got Echo in a full nelson already before Echo can even realize it. He switches it around to make for a belly-to-back suplex and take Echo down. Echo’s down on the mat when Rouge comes barreling (as he likes to do) down onto him with a knee, flying off the turnbuckle. Echo yells out in pain as Rouge’s knee strikes him in the back. It feels like a knife cutting into his spine, but he gets up anyway – only to be shoved back down with a cross body block by Rouge. Echo’s feeling pretty bad about now, but not bad enough. He gets up and missile kicks Rouge back into the ropes and as Rouge springs off the ropes, Echo begins to regret doing what he did – because Rouge comes back at him with a knee thrust straight to the midsection. Echo doubles over and Rouge DDT’s him with great enthusiasm. As Rouge takes out his frustrations on Echo’s face with a few punches, Echo gets ready to strike. And strike he does. He tackles Rouge and bulldogs him to the ground. Rouge fights back, but gets his butt whipped when Echo lays Rouge out with a Samoan drop. Rouge gets pummeled by a spine buster after that, but comes back with a brain buster to Echo. Echo’s holding himself as rouge goes up the turnbuckle and jumps off for a suicide dive. Echo gets hit hard and Rouge hits Jubilee and gets the three count.)

Tracy: Rouge comes back with a fabulous barrage of attacks and wins!

Jennifer: What’d I tell ya?

(John Kerr walks into a locker room and there in front of his very own eyes, are several TWF wrestlers hanging out. That Guy, El Fracaso, Testament, Havok, Doom, and DogFace all are present. Kerr says hi to all of them, who all greet him back. It's almost like a family reunion. All of the guys are watching the show on the monitor. On the monitor is something stange. What they hear is “Elevation” by U2, but no one comes out just yet. They all watch as Tracy and Jennifer try to explain what’s going on.)

Jennifer: Who’s music is that?

Tracy: I’m not sure. I don’t remember that music from anywhere specific…

Jennifer: Well someone’s bound to come out sooner or later!

(And she’s right. Jimmy Porter comes out. Jimmy Porter’s from the TWF, he’s dressed in a business suit and looks very professional. He climbs into the ring, breifcase in hand. Murmurs spread throughout the crowd as thousands of people try to figure out who he is. He asks for a mic and receives one from Rick Martin.)

Jimmy: Good evening ladies and gentleman. You all probably don’t recognize me. I was from the TWF. That probably doesn’t help much as I was only in (chuckles) one match. But that fact aside, I am the best cruiserweight – always was. No other cruiserweight could match up to me in the TWF and I doubt anybody can now. Not here, not anywhere. But I know what you’re saying. You saying that I don’t know what I’m talking about, that I’ve only had one match, that I’m just another face in the crowd. Which is why I’m going to prove things to you. I’ve got, in this very briefcase, 10,000 dollars. That’s a heck of a lot of petty cash and I’m sure any one of you guys from the TWF would love to get your hands on it. That’s why I’m challenging any cruiserweights, any at all, to a ladder match where this briefcase (pats the briefcase) is at the top of that ladder. So I’d like to see who thinks they can take on the best cruiserweight in the world.

("Rising Sign" by Hurracane 1 begins to play, and out steps Testament. Jimmy looks surprised to see him, but Testament has a smug look on his face in preparation for that.)

Testament: Challenge accepted.

(Testament leaves. Jimmy smiles and exits as well. Tracy and Jennifer take over again.)

Tracy: Looks like yet another match has been signed for Countdown. This pay per view seems to be filling up nicely.

Jennifer: It’s still just a TWF pay per view.

Tracy: And even so, it looks to be able to rival that of an IWA pay per view. With the three-way tag match, the hardcore battle royal, the Intercontinental match, this newly signed ladder match, and the big main event of Christoph and John Empires, Countdown is going to be one big whopper. And it’s only 2 weeks away, folks!

Jennifer: How much you want to bet the Chaos or Storm before Countdown will be better than Countdown itself? I’ll bet you three twinkies, a back rub, and Justin Blair.

Tracy: I refuse to make such a bet.

Jennifer (smiling): Afraid of losing Justin, eh?

Tracy: It’s just a silly bet, is all. I don’t like betting.

Jennifer: Oh fine, we won’t bet. Oh oh oh! Look, the cage is lowering! Finally!

(The cage lowers and Rick Martin gets on with the introductions.)

Rick Martin: Coming to the ring first is a lady of 175 pounds and 5 feet 10 inches, she is… Painkiller Jane!

(Painkiller Jane comes out with Ishtak accompanying her. Jane stops and asks Ishtak about Ezekiel. Ishtak frowns as if you say “Que?,” Painkiller Jane takes a little time to explain it to her, Ishtak nods and moves down to the ring with Jane. Jane slips into the ring and waits for Ezekiel.)

Rick Martin: Coming to the ring next is a man of 245 pounds and 6 feet 4 inches, he is… Ezekiel!

(The lights quickly pop off as red lightning bolts can be seen at the top of the arena. “O Fortuna” begins to cue up with the chorus of people talking about the end of the world and a couple of people screaming. The people’s screams are soon drowned out by the music as the entrance way is clouded by mist. The mist clears and They are there. Ezekiel stands at the top of the ramp with his four horsemen and Judas. They walk down to the ring and The Horsemen surround the Cage. Ezekiel steps into cage and immediately goes to work on Jane.)

Tracy: Now to the average viewer, this cage might look like any other cage. But it’s not. Unlike most cages lowered for this kind of match, this cage surrounds the ring by 2 feet.

Jennifer: Why the heck did they do that?

Tracy: I suppose now they can use the ring and the cage.

(Right off the bat Zeke scoops Jane right up and throws her into the ropes. Jane gets slightly tangled and in the process. Zeke comes at her again, ramming a knee into her forehead and then again and again and again, until she falls out of the ropes and onto the floor. Zeke jumps right over to ropes, landing on Jane with both feet. Jane lets out a yelp and struggles to get Zeke off of herself. As she tips her head up to look at Zeke and se how she can get him off, Zeke her right on the chin. Her head whips back onto the concert and her head slumps to the side. Zeke then picks her head up and slams it into the cage a few times. Her head gets scratched up and starts bleeding in several places. Within this time, Jane has woken up. She blocks Zeke’s hand of force and headbutts him right then and there. He growls and headbutts her back. She rolls into the ring before he can do anymore damage and kicks Zeke down as he tries to roll in. She then jumps up and over and ropes slamming into Zeke, which in turn slams him into the cage. Jane elbows Zeke right in the nose, then punches him straight out. He blocks in, however and issues a punch of his own. After the contact, Jane takes back into the right. She stands in the middle and motions for Zeke to come in as well. Zeke rolls in the ring and springs to attack, spearing Jane all the way across the ring.)

Jennifer: I think Zeke pulled a few strings so that he can get the cage all the way around the ring.

Tracy: Why would he do that?

Jennifer: So that he can hide one of his henchmen under there, of course.

Tracy: But all of his henchmen are around the ring…

Jennifer (squinting): How do you know that that’s all his henchmen?

(Jane snap suplexes Zeke into the mat and she dives down on him bringing her knee straight down on his neck. He grabs his larynx immediately and cough up something harsh. However that doesn’t last hardly as long as Jane would’ve liked as Zeke gets up and chokeslams Jane. Jane hits the mat hard, but it’s obvious Jane is tough enough to take a slam or two because she kicks Zeke in the place no one dares to go. Zeke bends down to shield it from another attack and in the process of doing that, Jane hits Zeke with a stunner. She kicks him and he goes toppling out of the ring. She rolls out of the ring as well and kicks him a few times then bends down and, apparently, tries to shave his head by dragging his head across the cage. Although almost all his head remains, Jane seems happy enough. She waits no less then a few seconds in then slamming Zeke’s head straight into the corner of the ring. His head bounces right off and she slams it in the same place again. Much to Jane’s delight, it bounces off again. She pauses to take a look at Zeke’s face. It’s smeared with blood, eyes are closed. Then his eyes pop open and his hand shoots out, grasping her neck. Zeke stands up, holding tight onto Jane’s neck and pushes down between the ropes. He wraps a rope around her neck and pulls up, choking her. Jane’s goes beat red as she struggles to get Zeke to release her. Her arms flail for a second, then she mule kicks Zeke in the stomach. This knocks the wind right out of him and as a bonus special offer, slams him into the cage as well.)

Jennifer: Yeah! Get him! Get the bastard! Slam his freaking head into the cage another time! Go Jane!

Tracy: …Enjoying yourself?

Jennifer (smiling): Yep (yelling) rip his eyes out!

(They say every bit of encouragement counts. Unfortunately this is wrestling an encouragement doesn’t do jack. This can be seen as Zeke tries to hand grate Jane into finer, processed-looking Janes by alternating between gnashing her head across the ring apron and scraping it across the cage. Eventually Jane elbows him in the gut and reaches around to hold onto the back of his neck and bring his whole body forward into the cage wall. Zeke grabs around Jane and back to belly suplexes her into the side of the ring. Jane brings a foot high up and kicks Zeke back. In the small space they have, they do their best to create maximum damage. Zeke, in a fit of anger DDT’s Jane straight onto the concert. Jane’s head slumps tot eh side again and Zeke see fits to reach under the ring for something.)

Jennifer: See! See! He’s reaching into the ring to help one of his sniveling henchmen out!

Tracy (clearing her throat): While Jennifer’s ranting and raving about whatever she’s talking about, I’d like to point out that either one of the fighters in this match can win by either escaping from the ring or by pinfall.

Jennifer: Aww, it’s just a cookie sheet.

(Actually it’s two cookie sheets, hugging each other pretty close. Zeke holds them together and bashes Jane’s already immobile head. After whacking her a couple times, he tosses the cookie sheets into the ring and Jane too. He rolls her up for the pin and tells Andy to makes the count. Andy only gets to two when Jane kicks out. He goes over and picks up the two cookie sheets, putting one on top of the other and setting them down. He picks Jane up for Final Judgment, but as he hits it Jane reverses it and slams Zeke into the two cookie sheets instead. Jane gets a cookie sheet out from under his head and puts it on top of his face and jumps up, landing hard with her shoulder, squishing Zeke’s head between the two cookie sheets. She’s goes for a pin of her own and manages to get a close two count, butt hat’s it. Zeke’s bench presses her off and angrily picks up a cookie sheet. He runs at Jane and slams it over her head, knocking her silly. He then bashes her again in a fit of maliciousness. She wobbles and falls flat on her face. Zeke looks at her, sneers and picks up her. He raises her above her head, runs a stint, and throws her at the cage. Jane goes flying and hits the door of the cage back first. The cage door actually breaks open and Jane goes flying out. Andy immediately rings the bell. Zeke just stands in the ring, face a bloody mess, wondering what the heck happened. Andy grabs the US title and rushes over to Jane, raising her hand slowly.)

Tracy: Amazing! Jane won the US title – she’s not both half the tag champs AND the Us champion!

Jennifer: (scoffs) What’s amazing is that Ezekiel is that stupid to cost himself the win. (Zeke shoots her a very… very mean face) I mean, Jane didn’t even earn her title like that! Heh heh…

Tracy: Well either way, she’s still US Champ and Ezekiel can’t say that anymore.

(Way in the back, DogFace and John Kerr are talking about the current events going on in the world we call the IWA.)

John: Are you in the Hardcore Battle Royal?

DogFace: Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?

John: I’m just want to know who all is in it. Do you know anybody else who’s in the match?

DogFace: Sure do. My old “buddy”, Fury, is in it. Predator is in it too, as well as Chad Rasner and Tantrum. I think that’s all.

John: Thanks. Oh, and good luck.

DogFace: Heh, I don’t need luck. I’ve got what you would call… a special case. It’s going to help me a heck of a lot more than luck ever will.

(John nods, confused as the camera goes to the arena again. The opening strains of Aerosmith's "Permanent Vacation" blares over the speakers as Pepper Ortega bursts from the back. The audience gives him a huge pop as he plays to the crowd, waving his ever-present tequila bottle. He has a mic in the other hand.)

Pepper: Well, well, well. Look who has come out on top. Rouge, you may have put up a good fight, but in the end, the better man won. Third time's the charm, amigo. And this time, it was clean, so no whining.

Pepper: Which brings me to the reason why I'm out here tonight. Caleb Stone, I want a shot for the T.V. title. (The crowd cheers a little as Pepper continues with his monologue.) Why me? Why now? Well, you beat The Ragin' Cajun for the belt. And since he was the champ, he was the number one contender. Well, as you well know, I pinned Rouge last Sunday, which makes ME the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER!"

(The crowd gives Pepper another huge pop as he continues.)

Pepper: So, if you got the cajones, Cal. Sign on the dotted line to face me! I want my title shot. And I want it THIS SUNDAY!

(The crowd cheers again, as Pepper is staring intently into the camera.)

Pepper: It's time to put up or shut up. Caleb Stone, I'm callin' you out! Show some testicular fortitude and meet El Diablo!

(Pepper raises his bottle to the sky, and gulps some tequila right on camera, as it spills over his chest. He wipes his mouth with the back of the hand that has the mic, and rips a hearty belch. As the camera switches back over to the announcers.)

Robinson: The following TWF tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first From Detroit, Michigan and weighing 345lbs. He stands at 6’11”. This is Big Swaffy Cool!

[“Mr. Big Time By Bon Jovi plays as BSC walks to the ring. He steps over the top rope and lifts his fist in the air in that markish Kevin Nash was that he is known for.]

Robinson: And his tag team partner. He is from parts unknown, stands at 6’5” and weighs 255lbs. This is John Empires!

[“Come out and Play” by Offspring plays and John Empires walks out to the ring.]

Robinson: And for their opponents. He is the President of the IWA and the TWF World Champion. He hails from Seattle Washington. He stands at 6’1” and weighs 275lbs. This is Christoph.

[“Kryptonite” by 3 doors down plays and Christoph walks out. He claps the hands of a couple of the fans on his way to the ring.]

Robinson: From his tag team partner. He hails from Tokyo, Japan. He weighs in at 146lbs and stands at 6’4”. This is Makko!

[“Enter Sandman” plays as Makko walks out of the entranceway and walks straight to the ring.]

Cool: Ok Johnny, you let me do me job and just sit there in the corner.

Empires: go to Hell.

[And he steps into the ring to start the match off. But he is delighted to see That Christoph is starting the match off for his team.]

Tracy: Well it looks like there may not be that much team work between BSC and Empires. Empires is starting the match out for his team against Christoph.

Jennifer: It’s time to see if any of these guys have a little ring rust after not being in the ring for a while.

[Christoph and Empires lock up. There is a bit of a struggle, but then Christoph lays in a quick kick to the gut of Empires. He knees him a couple of more times and then grabs Empires around the waits when he lefts go. Christoph then delivers a prefect Belly to belly suplex. He follows up with a knee drop, but Empire manages to move out of the way. Empires takes the opportunity of Christoph being on the ground to lay in a couple of kicks to keep Christoph on the mat. He drops a knee to Christoph’s sternum and runs into the corner to unleash another move, but BSC tags himself in. Empires is irate as Loststar ushers him out of the ring and BSC goes in to work on Christoph. He lifts him up and presses him over his head. Christoph hits the mat hard, but BSC doesn’t follow up. He is too busy gabbing at Makko about beating him at Countdown.]

Jennifer: Not much teamwork being seen form the team of Empires and BSC.

Tracy: But they are getting the job done. BSC could have pinned Christoph after that move. But he’s too busy telling Makko that he’s going to beta him for the TWF Intercontinental title.

Jennifer: But he’s not paying any attention to Christoph. Christoph is on his feet and Empires is yelling his head off your BSC to turn around. Christoph just took BSC down by attacking the back of his legs. That is one way to take that big man down.

[BSC doubles over to one knee and Christoph runs against the ropes. He springs off them and delivers falling dropkick to BSC’s head, which knocks him off his feet. The then goes and tags in Makko it the crowd’s delight. Makko comes into the ring and measures Cool up. Cool begins to get to his feet, but gets clobbered by as kick from Makko. The sound of the kicks against Cool’s head is deafening. Makko picks Cool up to his feet and tries another kick, but Cool manages to duck the kick. He lays in a couple of fast right hands to stagger Makko and try to take him off his feet. But it appears that he has just angered Makko. Makko backs off of Cool and throws a couple of kicks and punches before going after him. Cool dodges a couple, but gets winded when he takes a roundhouse to the stomach. Makko goes to the well one time to many with the roundhouse and gets taken down by a strong clothesline from Cool. Cool then picks Makko up and Irish whips him into the ropes. He hits Makko with a big boot and screams to the crowd that’s it. He walks over to his corner to climbs the ropes, but Empires tags himself in before Cool can even get a chance to climb the turnbuckle. This pisses Cool off.]

Tracy: Ok maybe someone needs to tell those two that there is a thing as teamwork in Tag team wrestling.

Jennifer: Well that may help. These blind tags could be hurting their chances of winning this match. But Empires is in control of this match. He is lifting Makko up t his feet as we speak.

[Empires bounces off the ropes and hammers Makko with a clothesline. He then drives him back to the ropes with punches and kicks as he gets back to his feet. Empires whips him into the ropes again and bounces off the opposite side and smashing Makko with the guided missile drop kick. Empires hammers Makko with punches on the mat and then whips him into the corner, slapping into him with a clothesline and then unloading on him with chops and knee kicks. Empires brings Makko out of the corner and steps to the second rope, but Makko takes him down with a wicked sidewalk slam. Makko pulls Empires up and plants him with a leaping side slam. He then heads to the top rope and unleashes a massive elbow drop. Makko makes the cover.]

Lost Star: 1.. [Empires kicks out.]

[Makko sets up for a power bomb, but Empires sweeps his legs out and sends him into the ropes with a slingshot. Makko still is on the attack. He hammers Empires with a couple of quick martial arts punches as he gets back to his feet. Makko rocks Empires with a short arm clothesline and then heads to the second rope for a leaping clothesline, but Empires counters with a single arm DDT that sends him ramming into the mat. Empires hits a standing neck breaker and then drops heavily on Makko with a somersault leg drop. He goes of the cover.]

Loststar: 1,2… [Makko kicks out.]

[Empires looks frustrated and sends Makko into the ropes and stuns him with a shoulder block, then coming off the ropes with a deadly crash tackle. Empires hits a switch suplex. He pulls Makko to his feet and spikes him with a short arm Bossman slam. Empires tosses Makko with a fall away slam and then rams him back into the corner with a running shoulder thrust. Empires hammers Makko in the corner with forearm blows and snap jabs, then taking him to the top turnbuckle. Empires hits a front half nelson Superplex and makes the cover, but Makko manages to kick out. Empires hits a power bomb into a pinning position, but Makko manages to throw him off before the three count. The thing that Empires doesn’t notice is that Makko is too close to his corner. Makko springs up to his feet and tags in Christoph.]

Tracy: And there goes Christoph. He is knocking Empires down with blow after blow.

Jennifer: Well here comes BSC and Makko. This match is getting out of control.

[Loststar realizes that he has lost control of this match. Christoph nails a spear on Big Swaffy Cool, and goes for a cover.]

Loststar: 1,2.. [Empires stops the count before Loststar’s hand can go down for three.]

[Makko then takes Empires down with a huge thrust kick, and goes for his own cover. but Cool is back up and literally throws Makko out of the ring. When Makko lands he goes straight through the announce table. Christoph is then nailed by Cool, and Empires is back up. The two of them hit a couple of double team moves on Christoph and Empires takes him up to the top rope for his Crumbling Empires move. He is on the mat with Christoph recovering and Cool goes for the pinfall. Yet Empires yanks him off.

Empires: He’s mine!

[With that being said he goes for the cover himself. That doesn’t last long because Cool grabs him, lifts him up, and delivers the Cool Bomb on him. He then goes back to cover Christoph, who is back up, but Christoph nails him with a spear and covers]

Loststar:1...2...3

[Loststar holds Christoph’s hand up. Christoph then rolls out of the ring and goes to help Makko to the back. Empires is yelling at Cool, as Cool is down, trying to recover from the spear. Cool gets back to his feet, only to be met by an attack by Empires. Empires actually some how gets the Crumbling Empires on him, and does the mock 1...2...3! He then leaves after spitting on Cool.]

(The camera goes to the back where a contemplative Commissioner Magnum is sitting at his desk)

Magnum - (gesturing with his hand) Pepper Ortega says he should be the number one contender for the Television Title because he beat Rouge.  Although it was a tag team match.  But Echo beat Pepper in a singles match, so he probably thinks he should be the number one contender.  But Rouge beat Echo tonight, so does that make him the number one contender?  (thinking for another moment, and than shaking his head) Bah, it's all too confusing. There's only one was we can settle this once and for all.  It'll be Pepper Ortega vs. Echo vs. Rouge at Sunday Storm.  And better yet, Caleb Stone will be the guest referee.  This way, whoever wins can get the shot at the TV title.  (looking rather proud of himself) That settles it than.

(Camera goes back to ringside)

Jennifer - Well, it looks like we have a match set for Storm!

Tracy - That'll be a very interesting match I think, especially with Caleb Stone as the special guest referee!

Jennifer - Yep.  In a way, he can choose who he wants to give the title shot to.

Tracy - This next match is for the World Title.  It should be an exciting one that's for sure. 

Rick Martin -  The next match is for the IWA World Championship! (Huge pop)  First, the challenger, from Dibukafer, Washington - at six foot four and two hundred and fifty five pounds - Chill Factor !

("Mr. Scary" by Dokken plays and Chilly runs down to the ring to loud cheers.  He's his usual silly self, getting into the ring a shaking his own hands in.)

Rick Martin - Next, the champion, being accompanied by Hate, Scorch, and Vanity, from Cleveland , Ohio "Twisted Justice" Greg Koscik!

(Greg comes out to "Wargasm" by L7 with the sisters. He slides into the ring.)

(Chill Factor is quick to go at Greg, nailing him with a forearm that knocks the Twisted one down.  Chilly tries picking him up, but Greg counters with a snap mare and stomps Chilly as he gets back up , planting him with an inverted Russian legsweep . Greg whips Chill Factor into the corner and bashes him with a series of shoulder blocks , then opening up on him with wicked knife edge chops .  Greg goes for a cross corner whip , but then instead twists around behind into a  hammerlock neckbreaker . Koscik rolls Chill Factor over and applies a camel clutch , but they're close to the ropes and Chill Factor grabs them for the break . Greg hammers on Chill Factor as he gets back to his feet and then goes for a whip into the ropes . Chill Factor reverses it and goes for a back drop , but Koscik counters and slams his head back into the mat . Greg hits him with a T-bone suplex and then goes to the top rope . He nails Chill Factor with an ax handle off the top and then he grabs him in a pumphandle . Before he can do anything , Chill Factor rolls out and pulls Greg into a scissors takeover - locking on a suicide stretch . Twisted Justice rolls up to his feet to try and get to the ropes , but Chill Factor maneuvers them into position to smash him with a flapjack . Chill Factor sends Greg into the ropes for a body drop and then hits an elbow to the back of the head , applying a neck crusher . Greg gets to his feet and counters with a jackknife suplex to leave them both down . As they get back up Koscik kicks Chilly in the stomach and then comes off the ropes with a facebuster .)

Tracy - Well, So far, Greg has an advantage in this match.  I dunno if Chilly was really ready for a world title match.  I guess they thought he deserved one, and just gave it to him out of the blue.

Jennifer - Well, they give title shots to those who seem worthy.  I mean, who else is Twisted Justice going to defend the title against?  Chill Factor is the perfect candidate for it, I think.

(Greg starts to lift him up, but Chilly counters, grabbing Koscik's legs, and applying the Boston crab. Greg gets to the ropes for the break , and Chill Factor goes for a head scissors takedown over the ropes and to the floor . Greg throws him off , but he manages to grab onto the ropes and lands on his feet without harm . Chilly pulls Koscik down from the floor and then pulls him out of the ring to nail him with big knife edge blows and overhand chops, putting him up against the ropes, and attatching the tarantula, Dean makes him break it though. Chilly backs off to the aisle and waits on Greg, as he gets up, Chilly goes at him But he manages to smash his elbow into Chill Factor's face, and with that, Greg falls, leaving Chilly stunned only slightly.  As Greg gets to his feet he ducks a wild swing and crushes Chill Factor with a jackknife backbreaker . He follows up with a series of quick legdrops and then a punishing surfboard dropkick - which he flips into a double art facebuster .  Greg does a lot of damage with a snapsuplex series , and then floats over for the pin on the sixth suplex . Chill Factor manages to kick out, and Greg low blows him for not staying down. Greg hits a gutwrench power bomb and then heads to the top rope . He clobbers Chill Factor with the Switchblade Kick and then makes the lateral press . Somehow Chilly gets his shoulder up , and Greg clamps on the iron claw . He drags Factor to his feet and racks him with knees to the gut , knocking him out of the claw with a side kick to the throat . Greg whips him into the corner and hits a clothesline that takes them both out to the floor . Greg rams Chill Factor into the railing and then springboards off of it to tag him with a back kick to the jaw. Greg rolls into the ring and breaks the count , then rolling back out and hitting a Sambo slam on the floor . Koscik comes off the apron with a running diving elbow to the head and then rolls him back into the ring . Nuriko goes for a fireman's carry, but Chill Factor counters in a flash with the Frozen Null . But with all the punishment he's taken he can't hold him in it and Greg gets to the ropes.)

Tracy - Chill Factor is really getting as much offense as the fans would like, perhaps.

Jennifer - But you know Chilly, he can come out of nowhere... Like right now!  Frozen Null!

Tracy - The fans are going crazy!  But no... Greg is at the ropes.

(They are both very slow to get up.  Chill Factor nails Greg with a couple punches, and ducks a clothesline, attatching a half nelson and hitting the slam to follow.  Chill Factor follows that up with a couple of elbow drops and than one big hammerdrop to Koscik's back.  Chilly sets up for an anklelock, but Greg is already close enough to the rope where he grabs it, knowing what was coming.  Chill Factor than just lifts up the knee and smashes it down.  He than lifts Greg up and hit's Koscik's own move, the choke-plex.  Chilly hooks the leg, and covers, but Dean only counts the two count and the match goes on. Chill Factor gets to his feet and brings Greg up with him. Chill Factor whips Koscik into the ropes, meeting him with a big boot, and another cover.  Dean counts another close two count, but no dice.  Picks him up again, and goes for a DDT, hitting hit, but he holds on in a painful looking headlock, until finally releasing. Chill factor picks  up Greg and hits a northernlights suplex into the pin and again gets a two count. Chill Factor sends Koscik to the ropes and back body drops him over the top rope and to the floor. Chill Factor climbs to the top rope and dives to the outside but Koscik moves out of his way and Chill Factor hits the outside mat with a thud. Koscik gets Chill Factor back up and rolls him back into the ring, he goes over to his girls and gives them each a kiss before going in himself. Greg hits repeated clotheslines knocking Chill Factor down each time then he hits a dropkick, which keeps Chill Factor down. Greg picks Chill Factor up, he then takes him to the corner, sets him up and hits a Superplex, Koscik makes the cover but it falls short of the three count. Greg picks Chill Factor up and hits a double arm DDT then as Chill Factor struggles to his feet Greg hits him with a piledriver then again makes the cover, 1...2...thr... no Chill Factor kicks out. Koscik runs to the ropes as Chill Factor slowly gets to his feet but as Greg runs back he gets nothing but Chill Factors boot in his face. Chill Factor then hits are reverse atomic drop and follows that up with a belly to belly suplex. Chill Factor picks Greg up and sends him into a corner, Twisted Justice hits the turnbuckles with his back hard and he bounces back out of the corner and Chilly hooks him into a sleeper hold.  As this is happening, the cage from the US title match earlier in the night starts to come down.  Seeing this, Chill Factor breaks the hold, but shrugs and starts to hammer Greg again. The Cage continues down, until it is all around the ring.    Chill Factor than slams Greg Koscik into the cage, and almost exactly when that happens, all the lights in the arena go out)

Tracy - This is one hell of a match, and at this point it can go either way.

Jennifer - I put my money on Chill Factor though, look!  He hit Koscik with his own move.

Tracy - Now look the cage is coming down!  What the hell is going on?!

Jennifer - (Screaming) Ahhhh, the lights are out!  Is this some sorta sick joke?!

(After a short while the lights come back on, and Ezekiel with his 4 Horsemen and Judas.  They all have bats in their hands, except for Ezekiel, who has a chair.  Chill and Greg stand there, dumbfounded.  Next thing anyone knows, Ezekiel nails Koscik with the chair, tossing Chilly aside.  Zeke and is followers are beating the hell out of Twisted Justice, hitting his legs and body with the bats.  Zeke is concentrating on the head area.  The finally lift him up, pin him up against the steel cage, and handcuff the poor bastard's arms to the cage.  Ezekiel is taunting Greg, and the followers are evilly laughing. Than, almost out of no where, Ezekiel turns around and gets hit with a huge spear by Chill Factor to what was probably the loudest pop of the night.  Chill Factor is wailing on him, but the cheers don't last long, as the goons soon realize what's going on, and hit Chilly with the bats.  One of the Horsemen & Judas quickly get out of the ring, and grab the three sisters by the hair, sending them into the ring.  The followers make them kneel in front of Ezekiel, while Judas puts his hand on Koscik's chest, saying a few words.  He removes the hand, and then, Ezekiel goes back to beating Greg.  He pummels him until he is bloody. Than, Zeke releases Koscik from the handcuffs, and Koscik falls hard to the ground.  Ezekiel turns Greg on his back, puts his finger in Greg's blood, and proceeds to write "DIE" on his chest.)

Tracy - The lights are back on!  Hey, it's Ezekiel, what is he doing out here?

Jennifer - He's beating the hell out of Koscik!! That's what he's doing!

Tracy - Oh My God, Ezekiel has handcuffed Koscik. Chill Factor! Chilly just hit a huge spear!  But Ezekiel's gang took care of that.

Jennifer -Zeke continues to destroy Greg, and now he seems to want to say something.

(Ezekiel than goes and grabs a mic.)

Ezekiel - Get up!!! I'm not done yet! Get up! Fine. Then I'll make you get up.

(He takes Scorch and gives her a Final Judgment.)

Ezekiel - What not up just yet!

(He takes Vanity and gives her a Final Judgment.)

Ezekiel - You must not care about them then! Fine.

(He takes Hate and gives her a Final Judgment. He then hovers over Koscik's body and hit him a couple of time in the head.)

Ezekiel - I am your God! Don't ever refer to me as anything different!

(the scene fades out as the camera focuses on the bodies unconscious in the ring)