[Darkness.]

[The BJWC logo slowly fades in then fades away just as quickly as it appeared.]

-Billy Jay’s Wrestling Company-

[Silence.]

[Slowly raping the background is BJWC’s new theme music “Enter the Sandman” by Metallica.]

[Open into a wide shot of the jam-packed Metro Dome, where this months pay per view is held.]

Crowd: BJWC! BJWC!! BJWC!!!

[Slow fade to the BJWC-Tron.]

[Sensation hits a reverse death valley driver on Blitzkrieg!]

[Sensation holding up the BJWC Minnesota State Title before draping it across his chest.]

[The Icon Killer stealing the Riot Title and jumping into a run away limo.]

[Triple 666 Trek declared as a finalist of the Battlecade Royal Rumble.]

[Cyris Raven winning Acadian Wrestling battle royal.]

[Cyris Raven beating Acadian Wrestlings Heavyweight Champion then holding the title of excellence high above his head; The BJWC Heavyweight Title.]

[Explosion!!]

[Explosion!!]

[The explosion of the red pyro’s take us to the JAMMED PACKED Metro Dome live in Minnesota. This Minnesota crowd is FIRED up and that are letting it be known by conducting a wave from one side of the arena to the other. It feels like the SUPERBOWL! The camera continues to sweep low taking in all the excitement, hastily made signs before finishing it’s sweep at ringside where James Edgebrooke and Mike “Mad Dog” Timmons awaits us.]

Crowd: BJ-dub-cee!! BJ-dub-cee!! BJ-dub-cee!!

Edgebrooke: Man do you hear that crowd!!

Timmons: That’s what it’s all about. When I was a wrestler there was nothing like performing at the biggest stage of your career here in the BJWC.

Edgebrooke: Boy do we have a Violent Night in store for these fans tonight. My name is James Edgebrooke and as always I am accompanied by the charismatic “Mad Dog” Mike Timmons.

Timmons: RUFF!! RUFF!!

Edgebrooke: As we bring to you the hottest show on television besides Wednesday Night Riot, Violent Nights. Tonight we have Blitzkrieg taking on newly crowned Newa cruiserweight Wrec Hannibal for the BJWC Riot Championship that he stole from the front office.

Timmons: That should be a great match. You have Blitzkrieg who has been on a tear lately in BJWC but believes he isn’t getting the respect he deserves and then you have Wrec Hannibal who just received the Newa gold spoon with his victory at Battlecade.

Edgebrooke: Indeed. Later tonight we have our Heavyweight Champion Cyris Raven in a triple threat match against a guy who hates his guts in Montry and Walkermania the man who at times has Raven right where he wants him but Raven continues to slip out with the win in the end.

Timmons: And that’s all that matters to guys like me and Cyris – the W.

Edgebrooke: But we are going to kick this thing off with a Minneapolis citywide rumble. This event is totally unheard of in the sport of professional wrestling but you know the guys upstairs they’ll do anything for ratings.

Timmons: Don’t forget we have Sensation defending his title tonight against Tyrone Alguard. These two have been at each other throats for weeks but tonight it is going to be settled in the ring once and for all.

Edgebrooke: I’ll have to back the veteran in that match.

Timmons: I knew you would but I have to go with the kid. This isn’t a regular kid, he’s wise beyond his years and he attacks with so much power and fury. If T.A. sleeps on him tonight it could be good night for the veteran.

Edgebrooke: I’ve received work from backstage that VP Malice has started the citywide rumble. Let’s fade in!

(Backstage)

For the first time we get a look at VP Malice’s office. Malice is sitting at his desk with three men standing at the other end.

Malice: How many men did you say that you had?

Man #1: We have thirty ready and able men.

(Malice smiles in a sneering fassion while handing the man a folder)

Malice: Here is a list of the dropoff points and the pictures and the names of the people I don’t want to see make it the arena on time.

Man #1 : Understood

(Malice pulls our a briefcase and slides it across his desk)

Malice: Half now, half after the job is done.

(Man #2 grabs the suitcase)

(scene fades)

Edgebrook: What the hell was that? VP Malice is attempting to fix the outcome of this match!

Timmons: Excellent! A lot of people in this rumble don’t deserve a title shot. I commend him for taking the upper hand.

Edgebrook: Anyone that can win this match, has earned the right Mike. This is the new BJWC. The staff doesn’t fix matches.

Timmons: The proof is in the pudding James. Quit being naive, the fix is in. The title shot is going to whoever Malice has already chosen.

Edgebrook: Dam him. Steele was right, this place is going down the drain.

Timmons: Judge him later James. We’ve just been handed an envelope.

Edgebrook: Ladies and gentleman, we have the the list of who is getting dropped of where. Group number one consists of Brian Steele, Brandon Streetz, Mathew Berkowits, Slick Nick Hades, Tripple Six Trek, and Johnny Sparkplug. They will be dropped off in the middle of the "Mall of America".

Timmons: You have to favor former prez and heavyweight champion Brian Steele in this group.

Edgebrook: And group two consists of Archangle, Rattler, Ted Brogan, Rusty Nail, Zed Logan, and Elway Canady. And they are being dropped off at the Metrodome. Both locations are equal distant from the arena.

Timmons: If Archangle can find his way off of that dusty road he keeps walking around on and to the arena, he should be the favorite out of this bunch.

Edgebrook: Let’s go now to the Mall of America, and get this event underway.

[Mathew Berkowitz, Slick Nick Hades, Johhny Sparkplug, Brian Steele, Brandon Streetz, and Triple "666" Trek remove their blindfolds. At first they disregard each other and all take off in different directions.]

[Berkowitz makes his way to Younkers and is heading for the door. But he is intercepted by Johnny Sparkplug who tackles him into the jeans rack. Berkowitz quickly eye gouges Johnny and begins to head but him into submission. A couple boots keep Johnny on the ground. Berkowitz grabs the cash register and rips it from the counter. Johnny is trying to rise, but Berkowitz slams the register over his head.]

E: Here is Berkowitz chance to get a jump on the competition. Sparkplug is unconcious.

T: You’re right, but Berk is tearing the shirt off of Sparkplug.

E: What the hell?

[Berkowitz has strenthed out a clothes hanger and is whipping the bare chest of Sparkplug. Spark is unconcious, Berkowitz is drawing blood! In a fit of laughter, Berkowitz takes off towards the exit.]

[Triple Six Trek is battling Slick Nick Hades in the food court. Both men are covered with a variety of food items as customers rush to get out of their way. Trek superkicks Hades sending him hurling over the counter of the Maid Rite. Hades up fairly quick, only to receive another super kick that topples him ontop of the grill. With a shrill shriek, Hades dives off of the grill. Satisfied with his work, Trek takes off for the exit.]

[Steele and Streets have been slugging it out from the beginning. Streets showed some skill, but then was suplexed down the escelator. Steele layed some boots to him when he caught up with him at the bottom of the escalator and then countinued towards an exit]

[Meanwhile, at the Metrodome Archangle, Ted Brogan, Elway Canady, Zed Logan, Rusty Nail, and Rattler find themselves dispersed at the top level of the stadium. Everyone takes off for the nearest exit. Except for Ted Brogan, who stands at attention facing the flag and begins to sing the national anthem as loud as he can.]

[Rusty Nail and Archangle head for the same exit. Archangle catches a clothesline from Nail. But as he tries to escape, Archangle is up quickly and tackles him from behind. The two exchange punches for a while until Archangle gets the advantage and slings Rusty Nail to the railing. His back bounces violently off the railing and he is met with a clotheline that sends him over the railing.]

E: Oh my god! Rusty Nail just fell 20 feet to the next level of the Metrodome.

T: I think this race is over for him James.

[Rattler is alone and running through the tunnel. Suddenly he is met by a group of five men in ski masks. Rattler comes to a stop, confused by these men’s presence. Before he can react, they attack him.]

T: It looks like Rattler was number one on Malice’s hit list.

E: This is a disgrace to this great event.

[ Rattler was able to knock one out and break another’s nose, before the five of them overcame him. Rattler is unconcious on the tunnel floor, and the four guys continue to stomp him]

E: Good god, someone help that man.

T: Everyone has a time constraint to worry about. I think Rattler is on his own.

[Zed Logan has found his way to the locker room area.]

E: Apparently Zed is not to concerned about the time. He is exploring the stadium.

T: I think you are wrong. Zed is suiting up. He was just looking for football gear. This might be a big advantage if he has time to make it to the arena.

[ Elway Canady is the first to exit the stadium. He looks right and sees a group of men with ski masks.]

"There he is!" one of the men scream as they take off towards Canady.

Canady bolts in the opposite direction. In the middle of the parking lot waits a helicopter already running. Canady sprints towards it and dives in just before the thugs can catch him. They pound on the helicopter, but as it begins to take off they scatter, cursing loudly.

T: It looks like Canaday was number 2 on Malice’s list. Malice must be a Republican.

E: Canady has the clear cut advantage now, just nearly escaping Malice’s thugs. I am curious what kind of problem Malice had with Canady though.

Back at the mall

Berkowitz has jumped into a cab. But Steele jumped into the other side of the cab. The two lock up in a furious battle in the back seat. They take the fight outside, unable for either person to establish dominance in the back seat. Triple Six Trek, slips into the vacant cab, and it takes off. Steele lands a low blow on Berkowitz and slams his head through a newspaper dispenser.

T: I believe that is a federal offense James.

E: Turn around Steele.

As Steele turns around he runs into five masked men that tackle him to the ground and began to pummel him. Steele puts up as good of fight as you could hope for, but can only do so much from his back. The men overtake him and commence to kicking him continualy while he is down.

Berkowitz, slowly rises and see’s what is going on. A look of terror comes across his face as he sprints down the sidewalk to another car.

T: Mathew, you coward, help out Steele, you could be next.

E: I think that Berkowitz thinks those guys come from another authority then our vp.

T: Steele was #3 on Malice’s hit list. Who else is he after?

Streets exits and see’s what is happening to Steele. He also takes off running, but the men are already on him. Brandon Streets goes down in a flurry of fists.

Back at the metrodome. Archangle and Ted Brogan have boarded a bus full of passengers. As they brawl up and down the isle, passengers are frantic to get out of their way. Some even disembark. Zed Logan has finaly emerged from the stadium. But a line of men with ski masks are between him and the bus. The men in ski masks charge. Zed is in full football uniform. He straight arms the first guy, puts a spin move on the next guy, the remaining three he just charges straight into full speed, scattering them like bowling pins and boarding the bus.

Archangle grabs the support rail and kicks Brogran out the back doors. The bus driver indicates it is time to go. Brogan tries to get back on, but is met with another foot to the face before the doors close and the bus takes off.

Ten miles from the BJWC arena four cabs are doing their impersonations of NASCAR drivers. One cab holds 666 trek, another Mathew Berkowitz, another Slick Nick Hades, and the last one is crammed full of men wearing ski masks. One by one, the men wearing ski masks pull in front of one of the cabs and toss spikes out onto the freeway blowing the tires of the BJWC athletes. All four cabs come to a grinding hault on the side of the free way as the competitors jump out to meet their next challenge. The three make a quick agreement with each other and charge the crew of ski masked men. The fight is a quick one. The three professional wrestlers beat the living hell out of the six masked men. The only casualty being Hades got hit by an SUV. He is probably out of this one.

Back on the bus, Archangle has Logan in an ankle hold and won’t release it unless Logan takes off his helmet. Upon taking off the helmet, Archangle releases the hold and slams the helmet over his head a couple of times. Just then the bus comes to a stop and Archangle jumps out.

Jack Trades: This is Jack Trades coming to you live from the BJWC arena parking lot. All the participants have 20 miniutes left to arrive. So far Elway Canady has been the only person to make it, via helicopter. I will be standing by live to give you the play by play as each competitor arrives.

Stephanie Perkins: This is Stephanie Perkins. I’ll be interviewing the competitors as they show up if time permits. Right now Elway Canady is standing by getting ready to go to the ring. Elway, you brilliently came up with the helicopter idea, and it has paid off. Do you have any other surprises for us?

Elway Canady: Probably the only other surprise I have in store is that after my second match in the BJWC, I am going to be your new heavyweight champion. No I have to go to the ring so that I can eliminate these jokers as they arrive.

SP: Back to you James.

JE: Well as you know, Elway Canady is the first to arrive and has not even thrown a punch so far. He has to be the odds on favorite at this point.

MT: My favorite to win was taken out by Malice’s thugs. So I have to agree with you on your assessment, as much as I hate to.

JT: It seems we have a couple vehicles entering the parking lot at high speeds. Stand by, I’m not sure who we have here yet. The first to pull up is Triple Six Trek in a cab. Let’s go to Stephanie to see what he has to say.

SP: Trek you are the second person to arrive. How did you do it.

36T: I have someone to throw over the top rope, I’ll talk to you after I’ve won.

JT: Archangle is our third participant to arrive. It does not look like he is going to give Stephanie the time of day either.

JE: Trek has recieved a rude welcome from Elway Canady who has been waiting anxiously to eliminate the wrestlers as they arrive.

JT: Ted Brogan has arrived on the back of a Harley Davidson. James if that is not the most American way to travel, then I don’t know what is.

JE: Canady just about eliminated Trek, but Archangle entered the ring and prevented it with a solid shoulder block to the back of Canady’s knee’s.

MT: Time is running out on these guys James. I don’t think there are going to be many guys in this battle royal.

JT: Methew Berkowitz has just arrived guys. I would say he looked determined. But the word haunted, seems to apply more. I don’t know if that is a lack of self confidence or what.

JE: Back in the ring. Archangle and Trek seemed to have decided to wear down Canady to even the odds a little. But they had to refocus on their own needs when Brogan stormed the ring.

MT: We are down to five minutes and only five of our original twelve wrestlers are present. It looks like a five man battle royal. How disappointing!

JE: Berkowitz hits the ring a ball of fire. His wrestling style looks like it is somewhere between Roddy Piper and Rick Flare. Eye gouges and low blows puts everyone in the ring at bay as Berkowitz tears into them like a starving man would Thankgiving dinner.

JT: You guys are not going to believe this, but Brian Steele has just arrived in an ambulance. He is not looking good, and is pretty bandaged up, but it looks as if he will make to the ring before the one hour limit is up.

MT: I told you James, Steele is the man.

JE: Yes, he is the man. But what does he have left? The man can barely walk.

JT: With a minute left to go, I see Zed Logan storming across the parking lot. He was just dropped off by a bus at the edge of the parking lot. He is going to have to hustle to make it to the ring in time.

Steele rolls into the ring with 20 seconds to spare. And Logan sprints in and dives under the bottom rope as the buzzer sounds. Seven men made the time limit. Five failed to make it.

Enthusiastic to have made the bell, Zed charges Archangle. AA sees him coming and performs a simple hip toss right over the top rope.

E: With no time to spare, Zed Logan is eliminated in about three seconds after the one hour bell.

T: Some good that football uniform did.

E: It did help him avoid Malice’s goons though.

Trek has decided to put an end to Steele being in this match. Steele is showing guts being in the ring. But he can hardly defend himself. Trek has him down, stomping what fight is left in the man out.

Archangle has focused his attention on Mathew Berkowitz. I don’t think he took to kindly to the groind shot that Mathew delivered earlier.

And Elway Canady is putting a stomping on Ted Brogan. Satisfied that Brogan is down for a while, Canady makes a save on Steele, by attacking Trek from behind. Trek battles back furiously, but the surprise was too much, and a haymaker drops Trek like a sack of garbage. Canady turns around only to catch a kick to the groind by Steele. Steele hooks his head. SUPLEX!

E: Steele just eliminated Canady with a suplex over the top rope.

T: Go Steele. And you didn’t think he had anything left.

Just then Brogan grabs Steele by the throat and tosses him over the top also, nearly landing him, on the already eliminated Canady.

E: That is it. We are down to our final four. Three of these guys will get a title shot.

Archangle sends Berkowitz to the ropes. Berkowitz reverses it though. Archangle to the ropes. Trek out of no where hits a beautiful dropkicks, nearly taking Archangle’s head off and sending him over the rope to the concrete.

T: And then there were three

Ted Brogan lands a right to stun Berkowitz and then slings him into the corner and follows up with a monster clothesline. Berk drops to the mat exhausted. Ted turns his attention to Trek who meets him with another beautiful standing drop kick

Trek puts a boot to Berkowitz for good measure then goes back to work on Brogan. A couple shots to the head to keep him down. Trek sends Brogan to the ropes and follows up with a clothesline. Brogan ducks and pulls the ropes down. Trek flips over the top, but manages to stay on the apron. A dropkick of his own, sends Trek tumbling to the floor.

Berkowitz is out of the corner fast to lock up with Brogan. Brogan meets his charge with a hip toss. Berk up quickly again, and this time slung across the ring with an arm drag. Berk is frantic and is up charging again. Brogan connects with a picture perfect powerslam which finally slows down Berkowitz. An elbow drops. And another.

Berkowitz struggles to his feet while Brogan continues to assault him. A gouge to the eye slows down Mr. America, followed with a low blow, which drops him to his knees. Berkowitz backs up to the ropes as if to catch his breath, but instead charges suddenly with a vicious clothesline. Berkowitz picks up the groggy Brogan in a fireman’s carry and heads for the ropes and tosses Brogan over.

Brogan grabs the top rope though and quckly slides under the bottom rope. Upon realizing what has happened, Berkowitz charges. The two exchange a frenzy of blows. Berkowitz goes for a kick to the groind, but Brogan catches his foot and delivers a solid side kick of his own right to the face of the off balanced Berkowitz.

Making sure he has the advantage, Brogan plants a couple of well placed elbow drops. He lifts Berk and sends him to the ropes. Berkowitz grabs the ropes to prevent himself from bouncing back. Brogan charges, Berkowitz pulls down the top rope. Brogan stops himself just in and plant a hard punch to the head on Berk.

He picks up Berkowitz again and sends him to the ropes. Berkowitz reverses the whip and follows close behind and delivers a high cross body.

Both men tumble over the top rope, hit the apron and the concrete floor.

E: Holy crap, we are going to have to go to the replay on that one.

T: It looks like Berkowitz landed on top of Brogan.

E: Yes, that is correct, the referee is signaling that Mathew Berkowitz has won this match.

T: As we look at the replay. Brogan was able to turn Berkwitz so that he would land on him. But when they hit the apron, it rolled them and Berkowitz land flat on top of Brogans chest.

Mathew Berkowitz is going nuts with joy. He is jumping up and down in celebration with tears flowing from his eyes.

[Commercial.]

[Back from Commercial.]

[As the scene comes back into play, we can already see Ironclad and Nightmare awaiting in the ring

as BBD waits on his partner Tony Floyd to come out. The arenas lights start to go dim where you

hear a little girls voice say:

An out of the darkness,
The zombie did call,
True pain and suffering he brought to them all,
Away were the children to hide in their beds,
For fear that the devil will chop off their heads.

Then announcer says over the p.a. system...]

Timmons: Lights are out this is going to be aweful.

Edgebrook: It is going to be one of the most hell centered matches ever here in the history of the

BJWC here tonight.

The announcer: On his way to the ring, weighting in at 355 lbs. From Tombstone, Nevada. Tony

Floyd.

[Then 43 seconds in to the song Super beast the pyros go of on the stage and as soon as they are

done you see this massive figure walking straight to the ring as if nothing is going to stand in his

way. When he gets to the ring, he lifts his one leg over the top rope followed by his other foot. Then

he grabs the ropes and pulls on them hard to make sure that they will not give way...]

Edgebrook: BBD follows shortly behind him as he slides up and under the rope hopping to his feet

quickly.

[All four move to the middle of the ring and exchange words as they are in everyone's face...]

Timmons: Floyd is heated. OH! Ironclad just nailed him with a right! Floyd strikes back with a right.

Edgebrook: This match is underway! BBD hits Nightmare with a kick to the gut. Nightmare is

doubled over as he BBD tries to go off the ropes with a tempting move and Nightmare grabs him up

for a body slam!

Timmons: Meanwhile Floyd has Ironclad backed up into the corner. Floyd is now on the ropes

pounding on Ironclad's head.

Edgebrook: Watch out!

Timmons: Incoming! Ironclad just grabbed him up with all his might and picked the big man up for

a powerbomb!

Edgebrook:What a move! Nightmare has tossed BBD to the outside and grabbed a chair.

Timmon's: CLANG!!!!!!!!!!!!

Edgebrook: OMG! BBD falls back in a heap.

Timmons: Ironclad pulls Floyd up by the hair and takes him over to the turnbuckle and begins

letting loose with slamming his head into it. He is going to beat him like a scolded turkey!

Edgebrook: Nightmare has picked up the prone body of BBD and is looking to try for a powerbomb

or DDT of some sort.

Timmons: Haha! It's not happening!

Edgebrook: BBD reverses it and sends Nightmare sailing into the steel steps.

Timmons: OUCH! He hit hard!

Edgebrook: His nose it busted open now!

Timmons: We have blood! Someone call 9-1-1!

Edgebrook: Both wrestlers are down and out!

Timmons: I can't believe the dummy did that.

Edgebrook: Floyd is now being leveled up by Ironclad in the corned for a back handed chop. Floyd

yells out in pain!

Timmons: Don't be a pussy hit him back!

Edgebrook: He lines him up again and Floyd barely even flinches as he looks at Ironclad right in the

eyes.

Timmons: He does it again!

Edgebrook: No pain, no gain. Floyd grabs ironclad by the hair and reverses the two into the

turnbuckle.

Timmons: Floyd is really putting a whoopin' on him now! He is kneeing him in the ribs repeatedly.

Ironclad is beginning to double over a bit.

Edgebrook: Floyd pulls the droggy Ironclad to the middle of the ring.

Timmons: He is grappling up with him!

Edgebrook: belly-to-belly suplex!

Timmons: BBD has began to get up as Nightmare is slow to even think. BBD pulls him up and lays

him over the guardrail.

Edgebrook: He has the chair!

Timmons: Beat him like there is no tomorrow! He swings through!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Edgebrook: My god! Three times!

Timmons: I'm lovin' it!

Edgebrook: BBD watches Nightmare just crumble to the ground now.

Timmons: Ironclad has been raised up again and whipped into the ropes by Floyd. Ironclad comes

back to meet the big boot! What size do you like em'!?

Edgebrook: Did you see the whipping of Ironclad's neck on that one?

Timmons: I am loving BBD! He is choking Nightmare by the neck with the steel chair. He is turning purple.

Edgebrook: Someone stop him!

Timmons: He finally lets go but pummels him in the head with the chair again!

Edgebrook: Nightmare is out cold as BBD now slides into the ring.

Timmons: It is going to be some two on one action now!

Edgebrook: Floyd stands Ironclad up and whips him into the ropes again as BBD and Floyd try for a double clothes line! 

Timmons: No haha!

Edgebrook: They missed!

Timmons: Here comes Ironclad back and BAM!

Edgebrook: Floyd and BBD kicked him in the gut! They both latch onto him!

Timmons: Double DDT!!!

Edgebrook: Floyd and BBD have been stomping a mudhole in these guys!

Timmons: Floyd is calling for his finisher!

Edgebrook: He sets him up for the THE BOMB FROM HELL!

Timmons: Look at BBD just smiling on!

Edgebrook: ONE!

Timmons: TWO!

Edgebrook: THREE!

Timmons: Can he get one more off!

Edgebrook: YES! FOUR!

Timmons: For the pin!

1.................

Edgebrook: Nightmare is trying to make it in the ring!

Timmons: I don't see it happening!

2..................

Edgebrook: Nightmare has made it in!

Timmons: But BBD kicks him in the gut and sends him right back down to the ground!

3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Timmons: They have done it!

Edgebrook: Floyd is now up as he stands Ironclad up.

Timmons: Tony tells BBD to get on the top rope!

Edgebrook: Just what in the hell are they doing! The match is over!

Timmons: He stands atop as Floyd sits Ironclad up on his shoulders!

Edgebrook: BBD off the top!

Timmons: Clothesline off the top rope!

Edgebrook: Ironclad just hit the mat extremely hard as he is holding his neck!

Timmons: Nightmare and Ironclad are just kind of laid out here in the ring by the whoopin' Floyd and BBD just gave them!

[Commercial.]

[Back from Commercial.]

* The lights fade down low. White Pyro shoots the length of the ramp, and then all four turnbuckles explode.*

* Blitzkreig quickly heads to the ring. He goes turnbuckle to turnbuckle all the while looking up the ramp. Waiting for Wrec Hannibal.*

Blitz- Tonight in that very ring, the BJWC is going to get a championship back. One that was simply stolen by a coward. Tonight, Wrec Hannibal is going to have to pay for the crimes he has committed. Marcus put me in charge of taking this son of a bitch down, and I am damn sure gonna deliver.

[Pause]

Blitz- Can you hear me Wrec? Can you hear me you son of a bitch? I know your in the back, staring at your little monitor with those beady eyes of yours. Your asking yourself, what the hell does David Blitz have up his sleeve? Well, I'm gonna tell you. Marcus gave me the power to do whatever it takes to win back the Riot title which you stole. So, with that power, I’m going to make your life a living hell tonight.

Edgebrooke- I knew that Marcus selected him for the match, but I didn't know he had given him any executive powers.

Timmons- I don't know if I like this.

Blitz- In this very ring tonight Wrec, you're going to go one on one with your nightmare. Your going to one on one with a man you cannot beat. You want sacrifices, you want dark lords? I can't give you that, but I can send you straight to hell. Welcome to your nightmare Hannibal.

***The lights dim and a red haze comes over the arena. “Won’t Back Down” by Fuel comes over the PA. The song hits a beat and there is a explosion at the entrance way. As the music gets more intense you see Wrec Hannibal walk out from behind the curtain wearing a black trench coat, no shirt, black tight with the red bone lettering spelling out Hannibal. Wrec takes a couple steps forward, looks out at the crowd with a cocky look while Tiffany Chaos walks from behind the curtain wearing a tight black leather tank top and black leather pants.***

***Wrec begins to walk down to the ring with the same cocky look on his face as Tiffany walks down two steps behind him.***

**Wrec slides into the ring and walks over to the turnbuckle as Tiffany walks around the outside of the ring cheer on Wrec.**

** Wrec stretches out his arms into a underhook flex, then points both of his thumbs towards himself in a cocky manner in spite of the crowd booing him.**

E: Blitz runs in and LUNGES at Wrec!

T: Bet Wrec quickly sidesteps out of the way and takes Blitz down with a drop toe hold!! Both wrestlers back to their feet, out of nowhere, STANDING DROPKICK by Wrec!!

E: Blitz crashes down to the mat hard. Wrec moves in quickly and pulls Blitz up by the hair then whips him to the ropes. Blitz back across.... DEEP JAPANESE ARMDRAG from Wrec. AND A DROPKICK TO FOLLOW!! Blitz is sent back into the ropes [nice pop!] AND WREC JUST CLOTHESLINED HIM OUT OVER THE TOP!!

[Blitz is slow getting back to his feet.... SUICIDA PLANCHA from Wrec takes Blitz out BIGSTYLE!!! The crowd is yelling Wrec on as he focusses on Blitz, pulling him up and tossing him back into the ring. Wrec now climbing up onto the apron.... he grabs the top rope ready for a slingshot launchpad....]

E: NOOO!!! OUT FROM THE CROWD MARCUS HAS APPEARED AND HE GRABS WRECS ANKLE!! WREC JUST BELLY-FLOPPED INTO THE RING!!

T: I didn`t see anything.

E: Oh come on Mike, not even you are that blind.

[Blitz snarls at Wrec and drags him to his feet. Blitz is underhooking both of Wrec`s arms and a Kneestrike repeater from Blitz!! Wrec drops to one knee holding his stomach, and Blitz in with a series of HARD forearm shots across the back of the neck. The shots hurt the champ, but he manages to fire off with a series of gut shots....]

T: To the pit of Blitz stomach, but that shot to the face stopped Wrec in his tracks there... Pull-up and straight into the Irish whip... Wrec back across and a side salto pic... [loud pop!!] HEADSCISSOR TAKEDOWN!! Wrec spinning with it and Blitz flipped SPECTACULARLY!!

[Blitz springs to his feet, but that trademark release armdrag from Wrec takes him right on over! Blitz stutters up unbalanced and falls back into the corner... Wrec charges in with a Monkey flip attempt, but Blitz pushes him off. Wrec rolls back to his feet though as Blitz CHARGES from the corner.... ]

E: SUPERKICK!! NOOO!! Wrec caught the leg and he spins Wrec round and into a wastlock... but a slick REVERSAL from Blitz... he slips into a full-nelson... BRIDGING DRAGON SUPLEX!!! One... Two...

T: NOOO!!! Milkdud almost soured in RECORD time there!

[Blitz is a little irrate as he pulls Wrec into the scoop.... aaand a SHOULDER-BREAKER!! Blitz rises and takes a hold of Wrec`s arm... He drops a leg across it, effectively JAMING it into the mat! Blitz still holding the arm, now wrapping it up and rolling Wrec onto his back.....]

E: MAJISTRAL CRADLE from Blitz!!

T: One... Two... DARN IT!!!

[While Marcus yells at the ref, Blitz pulls Wrec back to his feet. BIG whip into the cor.. NO REVERSAL!!! BLitz hits the buckles and Wrec NAILS him with a running clothesline!! Poor Blitz staggers from the corner while Wrec vaults up onto the top buckle and hits from BEHIND with a MISSILE DROPKICK!!! Blitz hits the canvas facefirst, while Wrec kips to his feet]

[The crowd are going CRAZY!!!]

E: Wrec off into the ropes here... OHH!! ROLLING SENTON ACROSS THE BACK OF BLITZ!! That`s CLASSIC WREC HANNIBAL right there!! WREC off into the ropes again.... [crowds boos] Did you see that?!?

T: See what?

E: Marcus just grabbed Wrec`s leg!

[An Irrate Wrec spins round and glares down at Marcus.... Blitz from behind, grabbing both of Wrec`s arms and criss-crossing them... STRAIGHT-JACKET SUPLEX!!!!]

T: Hey, neat move!!

E: Blitz experienced in many different styles of wrestling but he can thank his boss for the distraction, and look at Marcus. He`s playacting again....

T: Give him a break, he`s in some distress you know, but he`s shown how brave he is by coming out and supporting his employee here tonite.

E: Just pack it in... OH!! CORKSCREW ELBOW DROP from Blitz! He gets such high elevation.... what`s he up to now? [Blitz rolls Wrec onto his stomach and crosses his legs over..] Bow and Arrow coming up here from Blitz.... [Blitz hooks in an inverted facelock...] BLITZ MODIFIES IT!! TAKING WREC AIRBOURNE!!

[Wrec screams in pain as Blitz sends him skyward, pulling back harshly on the chin as he does so. The ref moves in close and Marcus starts getting excited on the outside... ]

[Wrec in a LOT of pain, but he WONT submit!! Blitz applies more pressure... and the offical drops to the mat....]

T: One... Two... Blitz breaks the hold! He almost pinned himself there...

E: Stupid official [sulks]

[Blitz curses and rolls to his feet. A few well placed stomps before he pulls Wrec vertical. Blitz bending Wrec over though and pumphandling the arm.... Pumphandle pickup, but Wrec slips over and out.... AND GRABS BLTZ AROUND THE HEAD AS HE DOES SO.... HIGH IMPACT INVERTED DDT!!]

T: This could do it..... One... Two....THREE!!

[crowd groans]

T: How did Blitz kick out of that? Boy, he`s a superhero!!

E: Wrec not discouraged... pulling Blitz back to his feet. Kick to the gut doubles him over, now off into the ropes and he takes Blitz down with a well executed swinging neckbreaker!! Right back on him though... bringing Blitz back to his feet and he is sent for the ride.... off the ropes and [minor pop] and a LEG LARIAT from Wrec!!!

[Blitz in BIG trouble! Wrec allows him to stagger to his feet, then hooks in a sleeper from behind. Blitz flails about wildly... and Wrec drops SHARPLY down to the mat, JARRING Blitz into the canvas!! No cover.... Wrec springs up and heads over to the corner... ]

T: Get up Blitz for Godsakes!!!

[Blitz groggily obliges with Wrec set to fly]

E: WREC OFF AND A FLIPPING CLOTHESLINE!!!! Wrec going for the cover but Marcus is up on the apron!

[Wrec voluntarily breaks the count and walks over to Marcus..... AND SLINGSHOTS HIM INTO THE RING!!]

T: What`s he doing?!? The idiot!!

E: Wrec has had enough!! Marcus sent into the ropes and a HIGH back body drop from Wrec!! Marcus staggers to his feet and YEEEESSS!!!! Wrec clotheslines him right on out!!

T: He`d better watch out....

[Wrec raises his arms to the crowd,but is suddenly spun round... SHORT POWERBOMB from Blitz!!! Wrec grabbed under both arms and ABSOLUTELY DUMPED!!! The crowd starts booing again as a pretty exhausted Blitzkrieg heads over to the corner..... up he climbs.... setting himself aaaand CORKSCREW LEGDROP!!!!!]

E: This has to be over.... One... Two... THREE!!!

[Crowd cheers!!]

T: I dont believe it!!

E: And neither does Blitz!! Arguing with the official will get you absolutely nowhere Blitz. Wrec trying to get to his feet.... OH!! running Kneelift from Blitz cuts him off though....

[Blitz drops down on top of Wrec and starts PUMMELLING away. The ref tries to pull Blitz off ,but he shrugs the official off. Marcus looks on smugly from the outside. Blitz raises both his arms for one last double shot.... and Wrec raises his legs, hooking Blitz and levering him back into the pin.... One.. Two... Blitz rolling back... keeping hold of Wrec`s legs and bridging forward!! One... Two... ]

T: Another near pinfall but Blitz is the first to rise AND HE MEETS WREC WITH A KNIFE-EDGE CHOP!!! AND ANOTHER!! Wrec driven back into the corner! Blitz taking a step or two back here and now CHARGING in.... Middle buckle from Wrec... catching Masters and a BACK MOUNTED CRADLE!! One... Two...THREENOOO!!

E: How many near pinfall are we gonna get in this match?!?

[Both men stagger to their feet, but Blitz is the first to swing. Wrec ducks it though and catches Blitz with a belly to back pickup on the follow through... he spins then DRIVES his knee into Blitz`s butt with an ATOMIC DROP!!! Blitz hits the corner facefirst and staggers out backwards. Rear waistlock from Wrec.... GERMAN SUPLEX!!NOOOO!! Blitz flipping out on his feet.....]

E: [amidst much groaning] MICHINOKU DRIVER!!! Wrec turning right into it!! Blitz on the verge of the upset here!

T: Upset my foot!! Blitz is a former BJWC champ. Wrec is just... well.... a milkdud [grins]

[Blitz looks smug as he rises to his feet. He looks down distainfully at Wrec then shoot Marcus a confident wink. Wrec dragged to his feet and over to the corner. Blitz hooking the inverted facelock and climbing to the middle buckle.... leap....pivot..... TORNADO INVERTED DDT!!!]

E: That has to finish this match!! Blitz back up and he`s calling for something.... BLITZBURGH by the looks of it! Pulling Wrec, who looks completely spent, into the front facelock..... aaand up into the vertical supl... [Wrec manages to slip out and grab Blitz] WHOA!!!!! [MASSIVE pop!!] RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX FROM THE ICON KILLER!!! THIS MATCH TURNED RIGHT ON IT`S HEAD!!!!

T: Dont say that!!

[Wrec going strong again. He jumps to his feet and waits for an EXTREMELY groggy Blitz to get to get up, then leaps onto his shoulders from behind!!!! Victory roll attempt, but Marcus already up on the apron and he YANKS WREC OFF BLITZ`S SHOULDERS FROM BEHIND!!!]

T: Milkdud shouldn`t have been standing so close to the apron....

E: [angrily] IS THAT YOUR EXPLINATION!!!! This is little more than a handicapp match. If only Wrec had some back up...

T: Well he doesn’t.

[As Marcus drops off the apron, Blitz gathers himself and drags Wrec towards the center of the ring. He straddles the youngsters back, then pulls one of Wrec`s arms up across his knee. Blitz leans back a little and grabs Wrec around the head and his free arm...... QUITTING TIME!!!]

E: A MODIFIED CAMMEL-CLUTCH WITH CROSSFACE!!! THIS HAS TO BE ONE OF THE MOST PAINFUL HOLDS THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!!

[Wrec`s face and neck turns bright red as Blitz applies the kind of hurt that just dont wanna think about!! Wrec SLAP BANG center-ring and with now-where to go...]

E: Wrec`s going to have to tap out to this, there`s no way he`s going to escape this.

[The ref is right in Wrec`s face now. He listens in.... THEN SIGNALS FOR THE BELL!!!]

***DING!!DING!!***

[After a few prompts from the official, Blitz releases the hold and Marcus joins him in the ring with the Riot title in hand. Wrec isn`t moving...]

T: Waahaaay!!!! Blitz beat the NeWA Cruiserweight champ!! That definately makes him a superhero.

E: Yeah but don’t forget to credit his boss Marcus with the win because he played a huge part in this match.

[Commercial.]

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