(The new NFWA logo appears on screen then slowly fades into the darkness.)

IHG (7/23/02):

T Money: 9...8...7...6...

RS: T...

T Money: 5...4...3

RS: Listen to reason! Please...

T Money: 2...1...

Female voice over the PA system: WAIT A MINUTE!!!! WAIT A MINUTE, T!!!

T Money: (startled) Who the...(looking around) Who is that?! Who...

Woman: It's me...JOANIE!!! (Crowd pops)

T Money: Joanie?! Where you at?

Joanie: Don't worry about it! But, uh...you wanna know who gets the title shot? Well Sniper's not available due to some unforeseen circumstances, but as the woman who reinstated him as NFWA Prez...as the woman who put Sniper back into power, I take it upon myself to determine just who will get the title shot. And I have made the decision that this Sunday night...Scarlet KV WILL defend the Ultimate Title against T Money...(mixed reaction)

T Money: (smiles) I knew it! I knew y'all would see it my way..

Joanie: AND...Scarlet KV will defend the Title against Psyko Stevo!

RS: What?!

Joanie: AND...Scarlet KV will defend the title against Lightning! Since you guys want it so bad...fine...you'll ALL get title shots!

RS: WHAT!?!??!?! What the hell does she mean by that?! Joanie said Lightning...Stevo and T Money...they're all getting individual title shots?! What does this mean?!

:::EARLIER TODAY:::

(The scene opens @ NFWA HQ in Philadelphia, where we see Sniper sitting at his desk. Behind him, standing in front of a black and neon green OLD SCHOOL NFWA banner are Shane McMahon and Maria. Shane's head is bandaged after catching the pipe shot to the head from Shark on IHG. The camera zooms in on the group, as Sniper leans towards the camera and begins to speak)

Sniper: After IHG...**clears throat** after Joanie's little announcement regarding the Ultimate Title shot at Maximum Carnage, there's been a bit of confusion as far as to exactly what will be going down at the PPV. Well, last night, I had the chance to sit down with Joanie as well as Scarlet KV, Lightning, Psyko Stevo and T Money, and together, we were able to come up with a reasonable scenario for the PPV. After winning a coin toss, I decided that at Maximum Carnage, T Money will challenge Scarlet KV for the NFWA Ultimate Title. But that's not all. See...also at Maximum Carnage, Psyko Stevo and Lightning will square off in a 1 on 1 encounter, and the winner of that match WILL meet the winner of Scarlet KV/T Money match later on the evening, and the Ultimate Title WILL be on the line!

(The camera zooms in on Sniper's face, and the FNS theme song/opening video plays on screen, and the camera opens up to the sold out Convention Center, where blue pyro rockets flare up at ringside and race up the entrance ramp, where blue and red pyro blasts go off at the edge of the stage. When the pyro stops, the camera pans the smoke-filled arena, where fans are cheering and holding up signs such as "Thanx 4 the Memories", "TEEEE MONEY!", "D-WARE IN THE HIZOUSE!!!!", "I fear hair gel!!!" and "Alyssa's a midget!!" The camera then cuts down to ringside, where Vince Johnson and Kevin Taylor are seated at the commentary table)

VJ: Ladies and gentlemen...WE...ARE...LIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!!! From the sold out Convention Center in Atlantic City! Vince Johnson! Kevin Taylor! Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the very last edition of the FRIDAY NIGHT SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!

KT: Yes, Veej! The moment of triumph is upon us! The symbol of the true power of Angelfire is right here tonight! After tonight, Veej, there will be no more FNS! After tonight, Angelfire's dream will become a reality, and I, for one, LOVE IT! Cherish this moment!

VJ: Oh yes, I'll cherish the moment alight! I'll cherish the sight of seeing Delaware Dave kick your ass right here tonight in AC!

KT: Pish posh, Vinnie! The only thing Delaware Dave's gonna be kicking is the bucket!

VJ: Whatever! The challenge was made this past Tuesday night on Gear...Delaware Dave has accepted and right here tonight it will happen! Dave and Taylor, if Dave wins...Taylor if you lose you're gone for good! You will be fired on the spot! Fired from the NFWA, and Delaware Dave will assume all of your announcing duties!

KT: Don't get your hopes up, Veej, because HELL has a better chance of freezing over before Delaware Dave defeats me!

VJ: Well we'll see later tonight! Fans, it's a special night! Our last broadcast here on the USA Network, and we're gonna go out with a bang! Face-paced, heaving hitting action that only the NFWA can bring you, and we're gonna kick it off right here! Tag Titles on the line! HERE WE GO!!!!!!!

Tag Team Titles: The World Class Superstars (Champions) Vs The Young Killaz

(The arena lights drop, as the low drums of the Olympic Theme can be heard over the PA system. Golden sparks shower down from the rafters, golden spotlights swarm the arena, and the crowd boos wildly as the World Class Superstars walk out onto the stage with the Tag Team Titles strapped around their waists. They taunt the ringside fans as they make their way down the entrance ramp towards the ring. Kerrboski climbs up the ring stairs and steps through the ropes as DJP slides under the bottom rope and unstraps his title belt. DJP raises his belt into the air as the crowd boos and takes pictures. The music dies down, and 2 fireballs flare up in the rafters and crash into the stage! "The Bloodline Anthem" hits the PA system, and the crowd gives a mixed reaction as blue and red spotlights shine on the entrance, and Kid Money walks out onto the stage followed by T Money. The 2 give each other dap as they walk down the entrance ramp to ringside. As they hit the ring, the World Class Superstars scramble out to the arena floor with their tag belts firmly in their grasp. The Young Killaz then climb opposite turnbuckles, raising their arms into the air to a mild pop from the crowd. The music dies down, the lights return to normal, and Kerrboski slides into the ring as referee Alan Cooper calls for the bell)

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: Fans, there's the bell and this thing is underway!

KT: Yes, Vince Johnson, and every bell...everytime that bell rings, that's one more nail into the coffin of the NFWA! I LOVE IT!

VJ: This is a supercharged match to start off this special evening. The very last Friday Night Slam. It was 1 week ago when T Money and Kid Money, the Young Killaz, broke off from Team Angelfire and went off on their own, but this rivalry goes back a long way! In fact, its origins can be traced as far back as Showtime, when the Superstars, disguised as Ninjas, did a real number on T Money!

KT: Yes, Veej! And what they did was prove to the world what Tina, at that time, was unable to see, and that's that T Money was the weaker member of Angelfire! Kid Money was weak as well! They weren't Angelfire material...

VJ: Wait a minute now! T Money and Kerrboski...going face to face! Eye to eye!

KT: Knock him out, Dave! Knock him out! YES--hey!

VJ: OH!!! KERRBOSKI MISSES WITH A WILD RIGHT HAND--T MONEY WITH A LEFT HOOK CATCHES HIM RIGHT ON THE JAW!!!!!! AND NOW LOOK AT T!!! T MONEY!! T MONEY! OPENING UP WITH RIGHT HANDS RIGHT TO THE JAW OF THE WOLRD CLASS ATHLETE! AND THIS CROWD SOLIDLY BEHIND THE KILLAZ, THE LESSER OF THESE 2 EVILS!

KT: Geebus, Veej! I'm begging you to be unbiased at least ONCE in your life!

VJ: Watch T Money...Irish whip, reversal by Kerrboski sends Money into the ropes! T Money coming off dodges the clothesline! Off the other side--HEY!!!!!!!!

KT: What?!

VJ: DJP with that knee into the small of the back of T Money!

KT: I didn't see that!

VJ: Well I saw it! And T Money damn sure felt it! And watch DJP here--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T MONEY WITH A RIGHT HAND!!! DOWN GOES DJP!! DOWN GOES DJP!

KT: ASSAULT! He is not the legal man, Veej! He cannot do that!

VJ: He can and he did! And watch Kerrboski now! Kerrboski charges in--OH!!!!!!! FOR THE RIDE!!!!!!! T MONEY SENDS HIM UP AND OVER...AND RIGHT ON TOP OF HIS PARTNER ON THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!!! And Kevin...things not looking too good for the Tag Champions in the early going!

KT: Yeah, and it's all because of this World Class CHEATING being used by the Young Killaz! You know what, Vince Johnson? Dave had better not try any of that in my match, because I promise I will knock him out! Like LL Cool J! His, as they say on the street, "MOMMA", won't even be able to recognize him!

VJ: Will you stop?! T Money with the tag to his partner Kid, who's damn sure got a score to settle with the Superstars AND YOU for that matter, Kevin, as Kerrboski and DJP use the official's count on the outside!

KT: Me?! Why would he have a problem with me?! I'm the #1 broadcast journalist in the game! How can you NOT love me?!

VJ: Well, for starters, you did play a role in his losing of the Light Heavyweight Title to Alyssa Sanders on Gear!

KT: Oh Pish, Vinnie! That is so false! See...all that I was attempting to do at Gear was point out to the official that the top ring rope was loose, when this goof and his friend T Money attack me...

VJ: Hey wait a minute now! The Superstars grabbing the belts...where the hell are they going?

KT: A little walk around the block. I don't think they had their proper warm-up.

VJ: They're leaving! The Superstars trying to get themselves counted out! Don't tell me...don't tell me they're gonna just walk out!

KT: They're not walking out, they're just exercising! It's not their fault if Cooper there happens to reach the count of 10 before they're done--OH CRAP! GUYS!

VJ: Oh look at the Killaz! They've had enough! They've had enough! The Young Killaz headed up the ramp after the World Class Superstars!

KT: Um...WALK FASTER, BOYS, WALK FASTER!

VJ: Oh my goodness, the Killaz hot on their trail! Kid Money! T Money...sprinting up the ramp after the World Class Superstars--OH!!!!!!!!!!!! T MONEY FROM BEHIND FLOORS DJP WITH A CLOTHESLINE! And Kid's got Kerrboski!!! Kid Money with a handful of hair, now...and take a look at this! Kid Money...dragging Kerrboski down the ramp by his hair!

KT: UNNECESSARY ROUGHNESS! DQ!!! DQ!!! DQ!!!

VJ: KERRBOSKI TOSSED BACK INTO THE RING!!!!!! They tried to escape, and they failed! And now watch Kid Money! Kid Money headed up top!!!

KT: Kerrboski!!!! Look out!! Look out!

VJ: Kerrboski back to his feet! Kid Money off the top--MISSILE DROPKICK CONNECTS RIGHT ON THE JAW!!!!!!!!!! KERRBOSKI TURNED INSIDE OUT!!!!! KERRBOSKI--KID MONEY WITH THE COVER! WE COULD HAVE NEW CHAMPIONS--1...2...NO!!!!!!!!!!!! Kerrboski...just barely able to kickout after the count of 2! And this crowd...oh boy, they can taste it, Kevin! What a blow it would be towards Angelfire to cough up the Tag Titles just 48 hours away from Maximum Carnage!

KT: Well Veej, that would be a mighty blow indeed, I won't deny that! But the odds of the Superstars losing those belts are highly unlikely!

VJ: Well they're looking pretty damn likely right now! Kid Money with a right hand to the head of Kerrboski! Kid Money is solidly in control here! Kid Money with Kerrboski now...brings him back to his feet--OH!!! Hard knife edge chop to the chest of Kerrboski!!! And another one! Kid Money now...Irish whip...reversal by Kerrboski...

KT: What the...OH!!!!!!

VJ: Kerrboski reversing the flow of momentum, sends Kid Money sternum first into the buckle, and watch Kerrboski now! From behind...he's got the waistlock cinched in--OOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: HAHA!!!!!!!! DID YOU SEE THAT, VEEJ!?

VJ: GERMAN SUPLEX BY KERRBOSKI! GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!!!! NO BRIDGE! ALL IMPACT!!!!!!!!!

KT: He broke his neck, Veej! He had to! He had to!

VJ: Kid Money dropped right on the back of his head! His neck just folded up like an accordion! The Superstars...oh my! If they ever needed a move to change the tide of this match, that was it right there! That was it, and watch Kerrboski! Rolling over Kid Money! Kerrboski going for the cover...1...2...NO! Kid Money able to kickout before the 3! Fans, we've gotta take a break here! Don't you go away! Our tapes are rolling! If anything happens during the break, we'll bring it to you on the other side! Stay with us!

***Commercial***

(When the break ends, T Money is in the ring drawing the attention of the referee, allowing the Superstars to work over Kid Money behind the referee's back)

VJ: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN WE'RE BACK! AND KID MONEY IN TROUBLE!!! KERRBOSKI AND DJP WORKING OVER THE FORMER X-TREME CHAMPION! C'MON, T!! GET OUTTA THERE! GET OUTTA THERE! DAMN IT!!!

KT: HAHAHA! Veej, I said that T Money was too weak for Angelfire, but the Superstars have also proved that he's an idiot as well! A moron! A buffoon!

VJ: Kid Money getting his brains beat out in there...as finally, T Money getting out of the ring! T Money--OH LOOK! Superstars feigning a tag!

KT: I heard one!

VJ: Maybe so, but there was none! I assure you! DJP now...dragging Kid Money out into the center of the ring! What's he doing here...oh! Once again, taunting T Money!

KT: This is why he's the Superstar! This is why they're the best Tag Team in the biz!

VJ: Watch DJP here...off the ropes...LIONSAULT CONNECTS!!!!!!!!!! Perfectly executed! This one is over! There's the count...2...NO!!!!!!!!! T Money able to break the count up before the 3! T Money...

KT: Now what is that?!

VJ: WHOA! T Money flipping off the official! T Money...oh, he wants at the Superstars and Angelfire in the worst way, Kevin!

KT: No, Veej! What it is is that he's realized the truth! He's realized that he and Kid Money are no match for Angelfire! They're no match for the Superstars...T Money's not even a match for Scarlet KV, and the only way he can even win a match is by CHEATING!!!!!!!!!!

VJ: Will you stop!? DJP now with the tag to Kerrboski here! What's this here? The World Class Superstars with Kid Money...what are they gonna do here? What are they gonna--OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!! DOUBLE GUTBUSTER BY THE CHAMPIONS...TO THE CHALLENGER KID MONEY!!!! KID MONEY...HE GOT DAMN NEAR BROKEN IN HALF! And now there's the cover by DJP! There's the count...1...2...AND AGAIN!!! T Money in there to break up the count!

KT: C'MON, REF!!! WHERE IS THE DQ?! THAT SHOULD BE A BLATANT DISQUALIFICATION!

VJ: T Money being admonished by the official! Kid is in some serious trouble here, and the Superstars smell blood! They can smell a victory on the horizon! Kerrboski with DJP now...what's this?

KT: Oh boy, Vince! WE'RE GOING "OLD SCHOOL!"

VJ: Oh my...Kerrboski with Kid Money...TIES HIM UP IN AN ABDOMINAL STRETCH!!!!!!!!! ABDOMINAL STRETCH BY KERRBOSKI! I haven't seen this move in ages!

KT: A special move for a special night! The death of the NFWA!

VJ: HEY C'MON!!!!! KERRBOSKI USING DJP FOR LEVERAGE!!!! KERRBOSKI AND DJP LOCKING ARMS...C'MON REF!!!!! LOOK!!! LOOK!

KT: What is wrong with you?!

VJ: THEY'RE CHEATING!!!

KT: They were not! I'll have you know that DJP...he was working on his collection of model planes today and got a bit of glue on his hands! What you saw right there was DJP giving his partner a handshake...but their hands got stuck together!

VJ: Yes, but they magically release themselves when the referee's around?

KT: Excuse me, are you calling me a liar?

VJ: Hell yes I am...AND THERE THEY GO AGAIN! DJP...

KT: Oh no! That glue is really working overtime now!

VJ: GLUE MY ASS!!! KERRBOSKI ONCE AGAIN USING DJP FOR LEVERAGE! USING HIM TO PUT ADDED PRESSURE ON KID MONEY!! KID MONEY WRITHING IN PAIN--OH!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: WHAT IN SAM HILL?!?!?!?!

VJ: REFEREE COOPER KICKING THE ARMS OF THE SUPERSTARS!!! THE GRIP IS BROKEN, AND WATCH KID...HIP TOSS TAKES KERRBOSKI UP AND OVER!!!! Kerrboski is down...Kid Money winding up on the arm!

KT: Oh wait a minute...

VJ: KID MONEY!!! LE MAHISTROL!!!!!!! KERRBOSKI'S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN!!!! THERE'S THE COUNT...2...NEW CHAMPI--NO!!!!!!!! DJP BREAKS UP THE COUNT AT THE LAST SECOND!

KT: WHAT GREAT TEAMWORK BY THE SUPERSTARS!!!!! WHOOO!

VJ: Oh please!!! Kid Money...I think he had it won there! I think he and T Money had the titles won--OH! Thumb to the eyes by Kerrboski, and the Superstars are right back in control! Kerrboski...hard right hand to the head of Kid Money...and another sends Money staggering back into the ropes! As T Money looks on from the apron! Kerrboski now...Irish whip...Kid Money off the ropes...OH!!! He ducks the clothesline coming off...OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: WHAT?!

VJ: THE KASH KICK!!!! THE KASH KICK CONNECTS RIGHT ON THE SIDE OF THE JAW!!!! DOWN GOES KERRBOSKI! DOWN GOES KERRBOSKI!

KT: What the...what...c'mon, guys! Kerrboski, move it!

VJ: This crowd trying to rally behind Kid Money! trying to get behind the Young Killaz, and folks...it appears we've got a race for the tag!!! T Money rooting his partner on! Kerrboski crawling! Crawling over towards his Tag Team Partner DJP!!! Who's gonna get there 1st?

KT: Faster, Kerrboski! Faster!

VJ: Kid Money is almost there! Like Kerrboski...crawling on his hands and his knees...

KT: OH! KERRBOSKI MADE IT! HE MADE THE TAG!

VJ: Here comes DJP...OH!!!!!!!!!! AND HERE...COMES...T MONEY!!!!!!!!!!

KT: NO!!!! TIMEOUT!! TIMEOUT!

VJ: THERE ARE NO TIMEOUTS!!!! T MONEY IS THE LEGAL MAN!!! DJP...LOOK AT THE LOOK OF FEAR IN HIS EYES, AS T MONEY LAYS INTO HIM WITH A HARD RIGHT HAND! AND ANOTHER! A THIRD HAS THE TAG CHAMPION REELING! DJP in trouble here, and watch T Money! Boot to the midsection of DJP...T Money off the ropes...THE MONEY KICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! T MONEY DAMN NEAR DECAPITATED HIM WITH THE MONEY KICK!

KT: But watch Kerrboski here!

VJ: What?! Kerrboski into the ring--AND GETS DRILLED WITH A SPINEBUSTER BY THE FORMER ULTIMATE CHAMP!!!!!!!!!!! T Money is on a roll! T Money is on fire, and this crowd is on its feet! And DJP is begging off!!! DJP in the corner...begging off from T Money!

KT: This man is a lunatic, Vince! He's uncouth! He's...he's...

VJ: Oh wait a damn minute! That's Tina!

KT: OUR GODDESS HAS ARRIVED!!!!!!!!

VJ: That no good bitch Tina is on her way down here with one of those crowbars...

KT: Now wait a second, Veej! That IS our boss you're talking about--

VJ: OH!!!!!!!! Aww hell! T Money...T Money was distracted by Tina...and DJP used the tights to send T flying shoulder-first into the post!

KT: Now Veej, I know you're going to try and blame that on Tina, but you can blame no one but T for that! He took his eye off the ball! It was his own fault!

VJ: Tina...the woman responsible for the closing of the NFWA, and watch DJP here! DJP with T Money--HE'S GOING FOR THE SUPERSTARDOM! HE'S GOT T MONEY HOOKED!

KT: This is it, Veej! It's over! STILL your NFWA Tag Team Champions--OH!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD?!

VJ: T Money...inadvertently shoving DJP right into referee Alan Cooper! The referee is down!!! The ref is down, and watch T Money--right hand blocked!!! DJP misses with a wild right of his own--OH!!!!!

KT: WAIT A MINUTE!

VJ: HARLEM DEATHLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED IN!!! T MONEY...THIS CROWD IS ON IT'S FEET! THE DEATHLOCK IS LOCKED IN!!! DJP IS GOING OUT! WATCH KERRBOSKI!

KT: OH...WAIT A MINUTE...

VJ: BOSKI SLAM ON T MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOSKI SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN IT!!!!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!

KT: (breathing heavily) Kerrboski...oh my gosh, look out! Turn around! TURN AROU--NOOOO!

VJ: KID MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YET ANOTHER KASH KICK TO KERRBOSKI! AND THIS TIME KERRBOSKI GOES FLYING TO THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!!!!!! KERRBOSKI HAS BEEN WIPED OUT BY KID MONEY! AND THIS CROWD...YOU CAN FEEL IT, FOLKS! RIGHT HERE IN ATLANTIC CITY! THE FINAL FNS! WE'RE GONNA HAVE NEW TAG CHAMPIONS!

KT: Vince, you are dreaming! You're dreaming...

VJ: Oh wait a minute! Watch Tina in the ring with that crowbar!

KT: She's just checking on the condition of the official, like any good boss would do! Nothing to worry about here!

VJ: The hell there isn't! Kid Money with DJP!!! Tina stalking Kid Money! He doesn't even see her! Kid Money...KID!!! LOOK OUT, MAN!!! TURN AROUND!!!! TINA WITH THAT DAMN CROWBAR...

KT: Oh my God--WHAT THE HELL!??!!!!!

VJ: OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!! TINA...SHE HIT DJP!!!!!!!!!!!! KID MONEY SIDESTEPPED TINA, AND THAT CROWBAR CAUGHT DJP FLUSH ON THE FOREHEAD!!!!! DJP IS OUT LIKE A LIGHT!!!!!!!

KT: Damn it...who does...that id...REFEREE!!!!!!!!!!

VJ: Tina has just knocked out her own man, and OH BOY! Look into the eyes of Kid Money!!!

KT: Tina! Get outta there!

VJ: Tina checking on DJP! And now it's Kid Money that's stalking Tina from behind!!!!

KT: Tina...you stay away from her, you monster! You leave her alone--NO!!!!!!!!!

VJ: OH! KID MONEY WITH TINA BY THE HAIR!!! OH BOY, FOLKS! OH BOY! KID MONEY...MILLION DOLLAR DREAM ON TINA!!!!!!!!!! MILLION DOLLAR DREAM...

KT: THAT'S OUR BOSS! HE CANNOT DO THAT TO OUR BOSS!

VJ: HE'S DOING IT! AND TINA'S GOING NIGHTY NIGHT! TINA...TINA...KID MONEY BREAKS THE HOLD NOW...AND SENDS TINA UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!!!! TINA HAS BEEN DEALT WITH!!!!!!!

KT: YOU ANIMAL!!! SOMEBODY GET SOME TRANQULIZERS OR SOMETHING! THIS IDIOTS GONE PLUMB LOCO! WATCH KERRBOSKI!

VJ: Kerrboski back up on the apron! Kerrboski--OH NO!!!! KID MONEY...A 3RD TIME!!! KASH KICK!!! KERRBOSKI GOES FLYING INTO THE GUARDRAIL! AND REFEREE ALAN COOPER BEGINNING TO STIR! DJP HASN'T MOVED SINCE THAT CROWBAR SHOT FROM TINA!

KT: Vince...I think...um...

VJ: Referee Cooper beginning to come to, and now T Money...T Money crawling towards the prone body of DJP!!! T Money...

KT: DJP!! KERRBOSKI!!! TINA...OH MY GOD! SOMEBODY GET UP!!!

VJ: T MONEY WITH THE COVER!

KT: NO!!!!

VJ: THERE'S 1..................2.........................WE'VE GOT NEW CHAMPIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: (Pulling his hair) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Ding Ding Ding!! **Cue "Without Me"

Announcer: Here are your winners, and NEW NFWA Tag Team Champions: T Money and Kid Money: THE YOUNG KILLAZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VJ: THEY'VE DONE IT!!!! THEY'VE DONE IT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! T MONEY AND KID MONEY HAVE DEFEATED THE WORLD CLASS SUPERSTARS, AND FOR THE 2ND WEEK IN A ROW, TINA HAS COST ONE OF HER ANGELFIRE MEMBERS A TITLE!!!!

KT: You cannot blame this on Tina! This is...this is a miscarriage of justice right here! Nothing but shoddy officiating from this 2nd-rate referee...this is...this is bulldung, Veej! Nothing but bulldung, and you know it!

VJ: I know one thing! T Money and Kid Money opening up the final FNS with a blockbuster! We've got brand new Tag Champions, and T Money...with this win definitely has some momentum going into his World Title match with Scarlet KV this Sunday night at Maximum Carnage, and we now know that the winner of that match, must then defend the title against the winner of Lightning and Psyko Stevo later in the night! What a night THAT'S gonna be! What a night it's starting off to be here tonight in AC!

KT: IT'S BULLDUNG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VJ: Um...right.

(The camera cuts back to the locker room, where we see Lightning and Big Foot watching on a monitor)

VJ: Oh! There you see Lightning and Big Foot! Lightning one of the competitors involved in the Ultimate Title situation, and he may, in fact, be facing T Money this Sunday night! But right here tonight...both he and Big Foot will be in action! It'll be Big Foot in a Triple threat match battling Krazed and Squirrel, with the winner going on to receive and I-C Title shot this Sunday night at Carnage! And it'll be Lightning squaring off in a 1 on 1 encounter with Tristram! Folks, don't you go away! There's more FNS on the other side! Stay with us!

***Commercial***

NFWA Rewind

IHG (7/23/02):

RS: Irish whip now...reversal by Esmerelda...Desires--OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!

PP: WHAT?!?!?!

RS: Desires...Desires just collided with Kammy! Kammy sent crashing into the guardrail! Watch Esmerelda! From behind...OH! BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX!!!!!! SHE JUST GOT HER BRAINS KNOCKED OUT!!!! Kammy...and now there you see Tristram!

PP: What's he doing?!

RS: Tristram carrying Kammy to the back! Darkest Desires is all alone!

***Later***

AD:...as any updates I hear on the status of that match...

Darkest Desires: (in the background) WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!

Tristram: (also in the background) DARK! WILL YOU PLEASE CALM DOWN...

AD: (confused) What the...?

(The shouting is coming from behind a big blue curtain that separates the beds in the medical area. Amy takes a step towards that curtain, when suddenly Desires comes storming out from behind the curtain, shoving Amy to the ground. Tristram then rushes out after her, stepping over Amy)

Tristram: Dark, will you calm down for a minute?! DARK!?!?!!?

PP: What the hell is this?! General Hospital?!

(***LIVE ACTION*** The scene opens backstage in the Women's locker room, where we see Darkest Desires sitting on a bench reading a copy of "Please Forgive Me, God", by Sister Mary Rose McGrady, when suddenly the door opens, and a dark shadow falls over her body. The camera pans out, revealing Kammy standing over Dark with the Women's Title belt draped over her shoulder. Dark stares at her somewhat blankly, then looks back down to continue reading her book)

Kammy: Dark, I've been trying to talk to you all week. Will you listen to me?

Desires: Save it, Kammy. I know what you're gonna say.

Kammy: But Dark, it's not what you think!

Desires: What? You and Tristram didn't just abandon me the other night and go out on some late night escapade?!

Kammy: NOTHING HAPPENED BETWEEN ME AND TRISTRAM!!!!!!!! I don't even like him in that way! And...besides! I didn't abandon you! If I recall, I wouldn't have hit that guardrail if it wasn't for you in the 1st place!

Desires: (laughs) Sure Kammy. Whatever.

Kammy: Yeah...and maybe I'm mistaken, but I didn't exactly see you or that boyfriend of yours rushing to help me when Emserelda was beating my ass with that baseball bat!

Desires: Kammy...(sighs) look...what do you want? Is it an apology? Because if it is...

Kammy: I don't want an apology, Dark! In 2 days we're gonna be fighting one another in probably the most brutal match of our careers! And as your friend, I don't wanna go in fighting! I want us to go in as friends, we'll wrestle the match...give the fans a great match on the last show in NFWA history, and win, lose or draw, the 2 of us leave as friends! Is that too much to ask?

Desires: Well...I never said that we weren't friends, Kammy.

Kammy: Well if you're my friend, then act like it! (sighs) Look, I've got a match up next with Esmerelda! Now it seems like everytime I turn around these days, one of these bottom-feeding sluts...either Esmerelda or Pandy or Misty...they turn around and attack me, and I'm sick of it! So Dark, if you're my friend...do me this favor...watch my back during the match.

Desires: (silence)

Kammy: Well...

Desires: (still silent...turns a page in her book)

Kammy: (rolls eyes) Fine! (turns to walk away) Some friend you are!

Desires: OK!!! OK...I've got your back, Kammy! Are you happy?!

Kammy: (smiles) Really?

Desires: Yes! Are you happy now?

Kammy: Thank you!

Desires: You're welcome! Now go wrestle your match!

(Kammy smiles, turns and exits the room, leaving Dark sitting alone with her book. Suddenly, the camera cuts to the VIP room, where we see the Kerrboski talking to Alyssa and Firestorm, as DJP lies on the sofa with an icepack on his head)

Alyssa: C'mon, Kerrboski, don't you think you're overreacting just a tad?

Kerrboski: OVERREACTING?! SHE COST US THE TAG BELTS?! I mean...damn it, first she puts that chumpstain T Money over us...we were the 1st members of Angelfire, and we hafta take a backseat to T Money, and now this! I can't believe...

Tina: (grabbing the cameraman) GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The crowd oohs as Tina grabs the cameraman, shoves him out of the room and slams the door shut. From the hallway, we can hear the faint sounds of screaming coming from in the VIP room)

VJ: What the...what's going on in there?!

KT: None of your business! Just a little family meeting, that's all!

VJ: Angelfire...I've got a feeling that there's some more trouble in paradise! All is not well within Team Angelfire!!!!!!!!

Esmerelda Vs Kammy

("Get This Party Started" hits the PA system, and pink spotlights swarm the arena as Esmerelda walks out onto the stage with a baseball bat in her hands)

VJ: Fans...we're getting set to see Kammy go 1 on 1 with Esmerelda...non-title action here tonight on the Slam, and what is this?

KT: It's not Pink, that's for sure! (winks)

VJ: They can't see you! And why is Emserelda coming down here with a bat?! This is not a no DQ match! This is not an X-Treme Match, damn it!

KT: So what? You know...with all the recent troubles in Major League Baseball, Esmerelda's just trying to show her support towards America's National Pastime!

VJ: Esmerelda...she used that same baseball bat, or a similar one this past Tuesday when she attacked Kammy in the locker room! I've got a bad feeling about this, Kevin!

KT: Relax, Veej! Relax! You know what your problem is? You worry too much! Just sit back, relax, and watch the women perform!

VJ: Well...(shrugs)

(In the ring, Esmerelda sets the bat down in a far corner as the music dies down, the lights flash pink and blue, and "What Kammy Wants, Kammy Gets" plays over the PA system. The crow gives a HUGE pop as Kammy walks out onto the stage twirling a small leather whip. She walks down the entrance ramp towards ringside, tagging the hands of the ringside fans before climbing the ring stairs, stepping through the ropes and raising her title belt high into the air as the Atlantic City crowd cheers and whistles. The lights return to normal, Kammy hands her title belt over to referee Stephanie Jenkins, and the music dies down. As Kammy is facing referee Jenkins, Esmerelda tries to sneak up from behind)

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: Referee Jenkins calls for the bell. This match is underway and...uh oh! Watch Esmerelda!

KT: Quiet, Veej! She's hunting Kammys!

VJ: Kammy with her back turned...getting a great reception from this Atlantic City crowd, but watch Esmerelda! Emserelda sneaking up from behind! Kammy look out--OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She caught her coming in with a hard right hand!

KT: Geez!

VJ: And another!!!! BIG kick right to the midsection of Esmerelda sends her reeling into the buckle! And now now watch Kammy here! Kammy opening up on Esmerelda! Big kicks right to the midsection! THERE'S ONE TO THE HEAD!!!!!!!!! Kammy is solidly in control...uh oh! She's got Esmerelda by the hair!

KT: Ya know, Veej! Knowing that golddigger Kammy, I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to rip out Esmerelda's hair and sell it on EBAY--OOOOOOOOOH!

VJ: OH MY!!!!!!!!!! SHE DIDN'T RIP IT OUT! BUT SHE JUST SENT ESMERELDA SAILING ACROSS THE RING BY THE HAIR..AND SHE WENT CRASHING HARD INTO THE RING POST!!!!!! ESMERELDA IS HURT!! SHE IS HURT, AND KAMMY IS SOLIDLY IN CONTROL OF THIS ONE! KAMMY...OH WAIT!!!!!!!

KT: WHAT THE...

VJ: THAT'S PANDORA!!! WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?!

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: Pandora from the locker room...attacking Kammy! What is this all about?! Why is Pandora doing this?

KT: It's all about the gold, Veej! Kammy's got that gold belt wrapped around her waist, and that has made her a target! Not to mention the fact that she's an annoying bitch!!!

VJ: Stop it! Pandora with Kammy by the hair...what's she doing here? Pandy trying to get Kammy setup for a suplex--OH!!!!!!!!!!!! Kammy counters with an inverted atomic drop!!!!!!! Kammy...RUNS RIGHT THROUGH PANDORA WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!!!!!!! Pandora is down!!! Pandora is down...ESMERELDA'S GOT THAT BAT!!!!!

KT: What the heck--OH!!!!!!

VJ: OH!!!!!!!!!!! RIGHT TO THE HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! KAMMY CAUGHT THAT BAT RIGHT TO THE HEAD! AND LOOK AT ESMERELDA!!! AGAIN!!! HAMMERING KAMMY IN THE RIBS WITH THAT BAT! DAMN IT! WE NEED SOME HELP OUT HERE! WE NEED...SOMEBODY GET ESMERELDA OFF OF KAMMY! SHE'S GONNA KILL HER!

(The crowd boos wildly as officials and Discipline Committee members rush out to ringside and attempts to pull Esmerelda off of Kammy. "Get This Party Started" hits the PA system once again as Esmerelda raises her bat into the air, then slides out of the ring, heading back up the ramp towards the locker room)

VJ: This is disgusting! Esmerelda...I don't know too much about this young lady, but she just beat the hell outta the Women's Champion with that baseball bat! Kammy...oh my goodness, she is down!! Kammy has been absolutely laid out by Esmerelda!!!!!!!

(The camera cuts back to the Young Killaz locker room, where we see T and Kid Money celebrating their title victory with champagne)

T Money: HAHAHA!!!!!! (pops the cork on the champagne) WHOOOOOOOOOO! TELL ME we ain't the baddest mothaf*ckas on the planet! TELL ME!

Kid Money: (puffs on a blunt) I would, man, but you know me! I'm like George Washington, I can't tell a lie! (laughs) (blows smoke into the air)

T Money: Damn right! I mean...can't nobody tell us we ain't the best! I mean...can't nobody stop us! We showed that last week, we showed it tonight, and I'm gonna show it Sunday night! I'ma get in that ring with Scarlet KV and I'ma give him a Thug ass whoopin and I'ma be a triple...(looks around for the I-C Belt) nah...you know what? F*ck dat! I'ma be the Ultimate Champ! We gon be the Tag Champs, and the Young Killaz is going out of the NFWA burning this muhf*cka to the ground! Now how you like--

(Suddenly, the door flies open, and Tristram walks into the room with the TV Title on his shoulder. Kid and T immediately rush him upon his entering the room)

Tristram: Whoa, whoa! Fellas! Why all the hostility?!

Kid Money: Man, you got a lotta nerve coming up in here like that!

Tristram: Easy man! I didn't come for trouble!

T Money: Well you bout to get some whether you like it or not...

Tristram: Listen...me and Havok have a Tag Title shot at the PPV, and now that you're the champions, it looks as if we're gonna hafta hook it up anyway! But I didn't come here to talk about the PPV! I came here to talk about tonight...right here in Atlantic City, I get my shot at Lightning! A man I've looked up to since the day I set foot in the NFWA over a year ago!

T Money: (chuckles) Yeah? So you get yo ass beat by Lightning! What that sh*t gotta do wit me?

Tristram: T...I know you! Me and you were the original Blood Hounds...and after what's been going down with you, Lightning and Stevo surrounding this Ultimate Title thing...I wouldn't be surprised to see you guys show up at ringside for that match! (T starts to speak) Eh! But let me warn you! This match between me and Lightning mean a lot to me...and I don't wanna see it ruined! Not by you! Not by anybody! So I'm warning you, T...stay the hell outta my match! Ok? (turns and exits the room)

Kid Money: (laughs)

T Money: Wait...wait...no he wasn't talking to me! No he didn't just come up in here...

Kid Money: Man...he don't even know! (laughs)

(T and Kid glare in Tristram's direction, as the camera cuts out to the parking lot, where we see the imfamous black and red Navi-limo pull up to the arena. The backdoor opens up, and out steps Panther. The crowd goes wild in the background as Panther walks towards the arena with a look of intensity/anger in his eyes)

VJ: Uh oh, folks! It's Panther! The former CEO has arrived!!!!

KT: He's not on the card tonight, Veej! He has no business being here!

VJ: Just 48 hours away from Maximum Carnage, what does Panther have planned? Why is Panther here? Ladies and gentlemen...stay with us!!! More FNS when we return!!!!!!!!!

***Commercial***

(The scene opens backstage, where officials are helping Kammy back towards her dressing room after the attack from Esmerelda. Suddenly, she's approached by Darkest Desires, who appears to be on her way out to ringside)

Desires: Oh...hey Kammy. Your match is over already? (long, awkward silence) What's going on? What happened?!

Kammy: YOU PROMISED ME!!

Desires: What?

Kammy: I ASKED YOU IF YOU HAD MY BACK AND YOU TOLD ME YES!!!!!!!!!

Desires: Yeah, and I was just on my way out there now. What's going on?!

Kammy: I'll tell you what's going on! While you were back here doing whatever the hell it is that you were doing, I was getting my ass kicked by Pandora and Esmerelda in the ring!!!

Desires: Well...I'm sorry, Kammy! I'm sorry to hear that you got attacked...but...well...I guess now you know how I felt Tuesday night, don't you? (smirks)

Kammy: (angrily) You...you...

Desires: What?

Kammy: AHHHHHHHHHHH!

(Kammy shoves Dark to the ground and storms out of the picture. Dark has a look of shock on her face as officials help her off the ground. The camera than cuts out to ringside, where the arena lights drop and a HUGE pyro blast goes off on stage."Line 'Em Up" by Freeway hits the PA system as flashing red and bluish white spotlights swarm the arena, roaming the crowd for a brief moment before converging on stage, where Panther walks out to a standing ovation from the Atlantic City crowd. Panther stands on stage for a moment, soaking up the cheers from the crowd before continuing down the entrance ramp to ringside. Panther has a look of intensity on his face as he slides into the ring, calls for a mic from the ring announcer, and signals for the tech crew to cut his music. The lights return to normal, the music dies down, and chants of "Panther, Panther" echo through out the arena.)

VJ: There he is, ladies and gentlemen! The founder of the NFWA!!! The man who started it all some 2 years ago!

KT: My how the mighty have fallen, Veej! I mean...a year ago this man was one of the most feared men in the industry! And now look at him...a mere shell of his former self! A hasbeen!

VJ: Panther...this past Tuesday night on Gear, we saw a side of Panther that...well...I can't honestly say I've seen before. Panther practically bared his soul to the world...and he is here tonight, we didn't expect him to be here, folks! Panther wasn't scheduled to be here at FNS, but considering that this is the last Friday Night Slam...I guess we just couldn't have it without the man who made it all possible!

KT: Speak for yourself! If it were up to me, this idiot would be locked up in a nut house somewhere! He's a certifiable mental case!!!

VJ: But he is loved by these fans here in AC! These fans giving Panther a standing ovation...and look at Panther! Panther...he appears to be overwhlmed by it all!

(The "Panther" chant continues, as the camera focuses on a sign in the crowd reading "We'll miss you Panther!" The camera cuts back to the ring, where Panther raises a finger quieting the crowd down. He then begins to pace back and forth about the ring, as he raises the mic to his lips and speak)

Panther: (chuckles) AC! (LOUD pop from the crowd) Yeah...the last FNS...who'da thunk it? (sniffles) Now...I didn't come here to cry about the closing of the NFWA. I didn't come here tonight to relive some old memories! I came here tonight for one reason, and one reason only, and that's YOU...H...B...K!!!! (Crowd pops)

VJ: Oh wait a minute?! HBK? What does he mean?

Panther: See, Michaels...I was talking to some of my people earlier...and...well...word got out that you were gonna be here tonight in Atlantic City! Well Michaels...knowing you, I know you're here! I know you're somewhere in the back! You're somewhere in this arena! Well Michaels, if you can here me...you piece of sh*t, BRING YOUR ASS out here right now! Cuz I got something I wanna say to you face to face!

VJ: WHOA!!!! Panther...

KT: Now wait a minute, Veej, is he serious?!

VJ: Panther...calling Shawn Michaels out to ringside! Is he...is he here?!

KT: I dunno, Veej! I haven't seen Michaels...well...not since last week!

VJ: Panther calling Shawn Michaels out, and we heard what he had to say on Gear! Panther wants to end this thing once and for all, and it could come to an end tonight!

KT: But where's Michaels?! I don't see him anywhere...who told Panther that Michaels would be here?! That's what I wanna know?

Panther: Shawn...you can bring your ass out here and face me like a man, or I can come back there and beat you like the f*cking bitch that you are! (crowd) Michaels, once again...bring your ass down here...NOW!

VJ: Panther...again calling Shawn Michaels down to ringside! But is Shawn here? Is Shawn Michaels in this building?

(Suddenly, "Sexy Boy" starts up over the PA system, and a roar of boos comes up from the crowd as Shawn Michaels walks out onto the stage with a mic in his hands. Shawn taunts a few ringside fans as Panther paces back and forth in the ring, motioning for Michaels to come down to ringside)

VJ: THERE HE IS!!!! IT'S SHAWN MICHAELS!!! HBK IS HERE!!!!

KT: It's a sad, sad day in this society when these sadistic fans can actually boo a goodhearted citizen like Shawn Michaels! I mean...here is a man who...like he said...he saved the fans souls by doing what he did at SlamFest 2! He helped make society a better place...and this is the thanks that he gets?!

VJ: What he did was practically ruin the life of Panther! He's practically destroyed Panther mentally, and Panther...look at him in the ring! Panther wants Michaels to come down! Panther practically begging Shawn Michaels to come down to the ring!

KT: Vince, that just goes to show you just how gullible you truly are! Veej...Panther does not want any of Shawn Michaels! He can act all he wants to, but when it comes down to it, Shawn Michaels will always be the teacher, and Panther will always be the student!

VJ: Well why isn't Michaels coming down to the ring if he's so great?! Shawn Michaels stopping halfway down the ramp! What's this?

(The music dies down, and Shawn Michaels raises a mic to his lips, as chants of "You Suck" echo through out the arena. Shawn laughs, Panther continues to pace inside the ring)

HBK: Ahh...Panther! "P-Diddy"! (chuckles) Ya know...maybe we oughta change your name to the Rugrat...because all I've been hearing from you lately has been a whole lotta crying! HAHA! (crowd boos)

Panther: Look...you can come out here and run your mouth...I'm not here for that! I didn't come out here for a f*cking debate! See...Tuesday night I gave you a choice! I said we could either end this thing between us here in the ring...face to face, man to man, in a legal wrestling match, or we can finish it some other way, and Michaels, I'll tell you right now, it'd be in your best interest not to take the 2nd choice!

HBK: (chuckles) Well, well, well...Mr. Tough Guy! Let me get this straight...we can either do it the easy way...the legal way...in a wrestling match...or you're gonna try and get back at me in some other way? Is that right, Panther? (Panther nods) Well lemme tell ya something! See, if I have said it once, I've said it 1000 times...I don't care who you are! I don't care how big you are! HBK lays down for absolutely no one! You want me, Panthe...

Panther: ANSWER THE CHALLENGE! WILL YOU FACE ME IN A MATCH! YES OR NO?! (crowd pops)

HBK: (stuttering) W-w-w...(to the crowd) SHUT UP!!!!! Panther...do you know who the hell I am?! I am the...

Panther: YES...OR NO?! All I'm asking is a simple question Shawn...YES...OR NO?!

HBK: Panther...you want me in a match?! You want me in a match, well guess what, you got it!!! (crowd pops) Me and you, anytime! Any place! And Panther...you just remember 1 thing! The last time I hit you with Sweet Chin Music, it was enough to put you and your worthless fed down for the count! The next time I hit you with it...and BELIEVE ME...there will be a next time...you talk about how personal this is, talk about how bad you wanna take me out, but son, when we step into the ring, I will beat the life out of you! I will beat you down, I will take out of this business once and for all, and there ain't a thing you, the wrestlers in the back, or any of these idiots in the crowd can do about it! (the crowd boos)

VJ: So there you have it, folks! It's official! Shawn Michaels has accepted Panther's challenge, and the two of them will go at it in a legal wrestling match!

KT: Does Panther know what he's even getting himself into here? I mean...Shawn's not a pushover! He's one of the greatest wrestlers ever to step into the ring. One the of best World Champions ever!

VJ: Yeah, but Panther's not exactly chop liver himself! Panther's accomplished a lot as well, and watch Panther...

KT: Hey wait a minute?! What's he doing?! Where is he...SOMEBODY STOP HIM!!!!!!!

VJ: PANTHER...PANTHER DOESN'T WANNA WAIT! PANTHER HEADING UP THAT RAMP! PANTHER WANTS A PIECE OF HBK RIGHT HERE!!!!

KT: He got what he wanted, darn it!

VJ: Panther heading up that ramp...getting closer to Michaels...

HBK: HOLD ON!!!!!! HOLD ON...HOLD ON!!! (steps back a bit) Now Panther...I figured you'd get a little froggy and try something like this! See, Panther, I know you! I know you better than you know yourself, and see...Panther...as always, the Heartbreak Kid came prepared!

VJ: What the hell does he mean he came...good God, not again! Michaels...

KT: It's the police!

VJ: Michaels...we've got 2 police officers coming out here, damn it! Don't tell me that we're gonna have a repeat of last week!!!!!

HBK: GOD, Panther! I mean...you just NEVER, EVER learn do you? I mean...good grief! Last week it was assault and breaking and entering...and this week...what? Extortion...terroristic threats? MY GOD, Panther, if I've told ya once I've told ya 1000 times...CRIME JUST DOES NOT PAY!

(The crowd boos wildly as the two cops, male and female, stand side by side with Michaels, pulling out their nightsticks)

HBK: Panther, I accept you challenge, yes, and on Sunday night, I will give you the beating of your life! But for now...officers...ARREST HIS ASS!!!

VJ: Aww c'mon!

HBK: Take his ass to jail...and Panther, while you're sitting in that jail cell, I wanna give you a little bit of time by alone so that you can think about everything I'm gonna do to you in the ring, because I can guarantee ya that as much hell as being stuck in that cell is gonna be tonight...the beating I give you in your hometown will be much...much worst! Now officers, take him away!!! (crowd boos)

VJ: I can't believe this! I can't believe this is happening again! Shawn Michaels once again calling the cops! Michaels gonna have Panther arrested!

KT: And it couldn't happen to a better perso--

VJ: OH WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!!!!

KT: WHAT IN THE WORLD?!?!?!?!?

VJ: THAT COP!!!! THAT COP JUST HIT MICHAELS RIGHT IN THE RIBS WITH THAT NIGHTSTICK!!! MICHAELS CAUGHT THAT NIGHTSTICK RIGHT TO THE RIBS...AND OH!!!!!!!! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!!! THOSE COPS...THE COPS HAVE TURNED ON MICHAELS! THEY'VE ATTACKED SHAWN MICHAELS!!! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!

KT: Yeah! Shawn's from the West, but he's not Rodney King!

VJ: Michaels is down...and oh my goodness! Those cops...THAT'S SNIPER...AND DIAMOND!!!! SNIPER AND DIAMOND!!!

KT: Now wait a minute! Who on earth...they cannot...Shawn!

VJ: Shawn Michaels has been suckered in, and he has been laid out! Those nightsticks to the ribs...to the head of Shawn Michaels, and he is down...oh! And watch Panther! Panther now looking underneath the ring or something!

KT: What is he doing?!

VJ: I dunno...but it doesn't look good for Shawn Michaels...OH...BOY!

KT: What is that?! What...A GAS CAN?!?!?!?

VJ: Alright, Panther! This is going too far!!!! Panther with a can of gasoline...he just pulled that can out from underneath the ring! Damn it, somebody stop him! Somebody...

KT: I told you, Veej! Panther's crazy! He's a nut case! Look at this!

VJ: Panther...OH NO!!! PANTHER POURING THAT GAS ALL OVER MICHAELS!!!! POURING THAT GASOLINE ONTO SHAWN MICHAELS! DRENCHING HIS FORMER MENTOR...CAN YOU SMELL THAT?!

KT: WHERE THE HELL ARE THE REAL POLICE?!?!?!?!

VJ: Panther...damn it, I understand that you're angry! I understand that you're hurt, but this is going too far--DAMN IT, HE'S GOT A MATCH!!!!!!!!!!

KT: Diamond...Sniper, don't just sit there! Stop him!

VJ: Panther has drenched Michaels in gasoline and he just lit a match! Don't tell me! Don't tell me Panther's gonna...NOOOOOO! NOO!!!

(Panther takes the lit match and slowly moves it down...closer and closer to Shawn's gasoline-soaked body. However, just when it looks as if he's gonna set Shawn on fire, Panther quickly blows the match out. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Panther grabs the mic, and stands over the body of the unconscious HBK)

Panther: Just that easy, Michaels! It's just that easy. See you Sunday, bitch!

(Panther flicks the match onto the ramp and snaps his fist into the air as pyro explodes from the ringposts. "Line 'Em Up" starts up over the PA system once again, as Panther high fives Sniper and gives Diamond a kiss on the lips before the trio heads back up the ramp towards the locker room)

VJ: Oh...Panther with a bit of mind games there! Shawn Michaels...Michaels is down...he is out, and now it's settled! Michaels and Panther will do battle this Sunday at Maximum Carnage! What a night it's gonna be!

(The camera cuts backstage, where we see Johnny Havok walking through the hallways)

VJ: Oh my goodness! Ladies and gentlemen...don't touch that dial! When we return...it's Johnny Havok! He does battle with Chris Thomas! FNS continues when we return! Stay with us!

***Commercial for SKV/T Money and Lightning/Stevo for Maximum Carnage...IT'S SUNDAY!***

(The scene opens outside of the Angelfire VIP room, where we see Amy Dumas standing with a mic)

VJ: We're back on the Friday Night Slam. What a night it's been thus far! We kicked things of with brand new Tag Team Champions, as the Young Killaz, T and Kid Money defeated the World Class Superstars, after Tina accidentally clocked Kerrboski in the head with a crowbar...and since that time, they've been behind closed doors. Tina actually went as far as to kick the NFWA camera crew out of the room!

KT: Yes, and I must say, it's about time someone had the common sense to actually do that.

VJ: Well...I'll agree with you there. But backstage, Amy Dumas is outside of the Angelfire VIP room, and Amy...has there been any update on this situation with Angelfire?

AD: Um...no Vince. Angelfire...they've locked themselves into the room. No one has entered, no one has exited, and I really don't know what to make of this situation. If we hear anything...OOH!

(Suddenly, the door opens, and out walks "Deadly Candy" Alyssa Sanders with the Light Heavyweight Title draped over her right shoulder. She slams the door behind her, and begins to walk down the hall)

AD: OOH! Alyssa...Alyssa...can I get a word with you for a minute? The world wants to know what exactly is going on with Angelfire...(Alyssa walks out of camera view)...ALYSSA!!!!!!!!!! ALYSSA!!!!!!!!!! (Amy follows Alyssa out of sight)

VJ: Well...Amy not having much luck there...

KT: Vince, I assure you once again that this is just a minor family spat. Everything is fine! Which is more than I can say for Dave later on, after I smack him around and send him OUT of the NFWA and pro wrestling once and for all!

VJ: Fans...oh my goodness.

Chris Thomas Vs Johnny Havok

(Chris Thomas' theme hits over the PA system and the crowd begins to boo in the background. A bright blue spotlight shines on the entrance, and Chris Thomas steps out from the locker room and stops at the top ramp. He alks down the ramp to the ring and slides in under the rops. The music dies down and Johnny Havok's music hits and the crowd gives a mixed reaction to Johnny Havok as he walks out from behind the curtain. He walks down the ramp and slides in the ring. He and Chris Tohmas lock eyes and Havok waist no time rusing at Tohmas)

Ding Ding Ding

VJ: This match is underway and Havok, hes wasting no time on Chris Tohmas. Ooh, look at those rapid right hands from Havok! He's gonna bash his brains in damnit!

KT: Haha, thats good..He needs a lessor or two! Is he even suppose to be here?

VJ: Will You..Oh, Chris tohmas fireing back..Johnny Havojk..OOH! JOHNNY HAVOK JUST WALKED RIGHT INTO A HELLASHOUS BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!

KT: WOW..HOORAY!!

VJ: Chris Thomas raising Havok to his feet now..Whats he gonna do..ouch, an armdrag takes down Havok. This has to hurt Havok, a look of pain is running accross his face. Chris Thomas now, getting Havok up to his feet..He has Havok locked in for a suplex..Havok wont go for it..Wait a minute, havok tryin to escape it..BUT NO! THOMAS WITH A HARD RIGHT HOOK TO THE RIBS..AND NOW HES UP AND DOWN HE GOES WITH A HARD SUPLEX TO THE MAT! Havok Must be out of this thing..

KT: Now that looks like it hurt..Maybe this guy isnt that bad after all..Nevermind, yes he is!

VJ: Thomas rushes over for the cover, 1...2...No! Havok gets the shoulder up! I got a feeling Havok aint gonna stay down..Havok stumbling back to his feet..Look at him stagger around..

KT: Ya better watch out Havok!!!

VJ: WAIT! HAVOK JUST GOT CAUGFHT WITH THAT CHOKESLAM BY CHRIS THOMAS! DAMNIT! HES OUT..THERES THE COVER..1...2...Havok gets the shoulder up again..What he gotta do?

KT: I dont know, you tell me what he gotta do, Veej?

VJ: Whats he got up his sleeve now? Thomas raising Havok up yet again..Wait a minute, Anklelock!! Anklelock submission! IS HAVOK GONNA TAP OUT!?!? Look At The Pain On His face, IS He Gonna..Oh No, Havok rverses Into a Pin..1..2..Kickout By Thomas, he barely got out of that one..They both get to their feet..Whoa! Thomas Bomb On Havok! THOMAS BOMB ON HAVOK! THIS THING COULD BE OVER FOLKS..1...2...3!! Its Over!

Announcr: Here Is Your Winner, CHRIS THOMAS!!!!

KT: HAHAHAHA! Can you believe that?!?!?!

VJ: What an upset this is! Chris Thomas...just weeks after losing a retirement match to Psyko Stevo at SlamFest 2...Chris Thomas has returned, and he has just picked up a HUGE victory over Johnny Havok!

KT: Yeah...it's a crying shame that the loser didn't win a match when it actually COUNTED for anything...you know.

VJ: Stop it! Give credit to Chris Thomas...what an unbelievable upset!

(The camera cuts backstage on a split screen, revealing Lightning and Tristram walking towards ringside)

VJ: And speaking of making a name for yourself...up next! It's Tristram and Lightning! Tonight, Tristram has a chance to prove to himself and the fans that he belongs in the NFWA Elite! Fans, don't touch that dial! It's Tristram! Lightning! When we return!!!

***Commercial***

NFWA Rewind 2

FNS (7/19/02):

Tristram: What I'm saying is next week...the last FNS ever! I'm making a challenge to you! 1 on 1...just to prove to myself...and to all these guys in the NFWA locker room that I truly belong up there with the legends of the NFWA! What do you say to that?! Huh?!

Lightning: (smiles) You want a match? Well you've got it, pal! Next week...me and you!

Tristram: Let's finish off FNS with a bang!

(Lightning and Tristram glare at one another for a moment,then Tristram looks at Big Foot before turning and exiting the room.)

Tristram Vs Lightning

(Pyro shoots up from the ramp as Broken by 12 Stones blares through the arena. Then as mist fills the stage A figure appears on the stage. As he bursts through the smoke we see that it is Tristram!!! He looks towards the camera with a huge smile on his face, shines up the TV Title belt and starts down the entrance ramp towards ringside.Tristram slides into the ring, walks over to the far corner and raises his belt into the air. The music dies down, a lightning bolt strikes the stage and "Eye of the Storm" hits the PA system. The crowd cheers wildly in the background as Lightning walks out onto the stage and heads down the entrance ramp towards the ring. He climbs up the ring stairs, steps through the tops and walks towards the middle of the ring, where he raises his arms into the air, and slowly brings them down as lightning bolts shoot out from the ringposts. The music dies down, the lights return to normal and Lightning goes face to face with Tristram as referee Jim Jonathan calls for the bell)

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: There's the bell and here we go, folks! Lightning going 1 on 1 with Tristram. A treat for the fans, as Tristram put it, right here tonight on this very special final episode of FNS!

KT: Veej, this is much more than a treat for the fans. I'm almost positive that Tristram was thinking but himself and nothing other last week when he made that challenge!

VJ: Well...I'm sure that's some of it. It was a year ago when Tristram 1st signed with the NFWA. He along with his brother Thunder would then jump ship to the upstart GNL and the rest is history. Tristram was the 1st man from the NFWA or the GNL ever to hold the Universal Title, yet Tristram...Tristram is not considered by the fans and generally by the wrestlers in the back to be among the NFWA elite. This is Tristram's chance to prove that he can run with the big dogs! As he and Lightning go face to face...eye to eye...and-OH! STIFF collar and elbow tie-up in the center of the ring! Here we go!

KT: Veej, I'm gonna go on record saying that's not a smart move by Tristram--SEE!

VJ: OH!!! Lightning shoving Tristram hard into the canvas! Lightning the bigger of the 2. Tristram clocking in around 227, Lightning at around 275, and Tristram...a little slow to get up from that shot by Lightning...as Lightning now...has Tristram by the hair...OH! Lightning sends Tristram headfirst into the top turnbuckle, and now look at him open up here, Kevin! Lightning with right hands...boots to the midsection of Tristram! Beating the life outta him in the corner!

KT: I bet, uh...I bet that Tristram is regretting telling the Young Killaz to stay outta this match now, isn't he?

VJ: Maybe so! Lightning now with an Irish whip...reversal by Tristram sends Lightning--OH!!! Bouncing off the buckle--BUT HE COMES RIGHT BACK WITH A THESZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOU THESZ PRESS BY LIGHTNING!!!! FIST AND FIRE!!! FIST AND FIRE TO THE HEAD OF THE TV CHAMPION!!! And watch Lightning! Lightning off the ropes now! Tristram is down on the mat...

KT: Look at this, Veej...

VJ: OH!!!!!!!!!! Driving the elbow into the throat of Tristram! Well-placed elbow by Lightning, follows up with the cover! 1...2...NO! Referee Jonathan says it's only a 2!

KT: Heh! If Tristram asked for this match to prove he could run with the big dogs, he's failing miserably here!

VJ: Tristram far from out of this one, Kevin. It's still very early in the match. A lot could happen here, Lightning here...with Tristram by the hair! Lightning brings him back to his feet...and MEASURES HIM with a hard right hand!!! And another right on the money sends Tristram staggering back into the buckle! Lightning with Tristram now...sets the TV Champion up...and props him up on the top rope!

KT: That's position for the Lightning Rod! Lightning's gonna try and end this thing here!

VJ: You could very well be right!

KT: I'm Kevin Yancy Taylor! I'm always right!

VJ: Lightning climbing the ropes with Tristram...OH WAIT A MINUTE!!! Tristram caught him with a hard right hand coming in! And a second by Tristram has the former 4-time Champion dazed! And watch Tristram now...he's got Lightning hooked up on top!

KT: What the...what is he doing here, Veej?! What is he doing?!

VJ: Oh my!!! Tristram...don't tell me he's gonna do what I think he's gonna do--OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLOCKBUSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TRISTRAM OFF THE TOP ROPE WITH A MODIFIED VERSION OF THE BUFF BLOCKBUSTER TO LIGHTNING!

KT: Lightning's neck may be broken in half!

VJ: I wouldn't be surprised if it was! As Tristram goes for the cover! He's got the leg hooked! There's 1...2...and--OH!!!!! Lightning...just barely able to kick out!!! Just barely!

KT: I dunno how he did that, Veej! I must admit, as much as I despise Lightning for being the gutless coward that he is, he's still got lots of heart and determination!

VJ: Yes, but Tristram's got that same drive in him as well. Perhaps even moreso! And he refuses to lose this match here tonight to Lightning! He is determined to win! Once again, ladies and gentlemen, we've gotta take another commercial break! Again, our cameras are rolling should anything happen. Stay with us!!!!

***Commercial***

(When the break ends, Lightning is hammering Tristram with right hands in the center of the ring)

VJ: Fans, we're back on the Slam, and here you see Lightning mounting a comeback! He's been on the receiving end during the commercial break!

KT: Yeah, Veej, and as you can see, he's holding that neck! He's not 100% after that Blockbuster by Tristram!!! OH!

VJ: Tristram--OH!!!!!!!! Wild right hand almost sent Tristram flying to the outside!!! Tristram on the ropes here, and watch Lightning! There's an Irish whip...reversal by Tristram sends Lightning into the ropes...watch Lightning...Tristram ducks the clothesline...Lightning off the other side...OH MY!!!!!!!!! TRISTRAM CAUGHT HIM!!! HE CAUGHT HIM COMING OFF IN A SLEEPER! A PERFECTLY EXECUTED SLEEPER!!! OH BOY!

KT: HAHA! Smart move by Tristram! Can you imagine what will happen if he puts Lightning to sleep?

VJ: Well...we'll have no choice but to call him NFWA elite then.

KT: Yes...and as much as I dislike the NFWA! As much as I dislike the image it puts out, it's good to see a man working to earn a title! I mean look at Tristram here! He came in with a gameplan! Look at him crimping that neck to the side with that sleeper! The obvious goal is to do damage to the neck of Lightning!

VJ: And he is most certainly doing that! Tristram...cinching back on the head and neck of Lightning! Lightning...those arms flailing violently...Lightning trying to find a way as best he can to escape this hold! Lightning...

KT: WAIT A MINUTE--OOOOOOH!

VJ: JAWBREAKER--GOOD LORD WHAT A JAWBREAKER!!!!!!!!!!! Tristram...unbelievable counter by Lightning!

KT: After that shot, I wouldn't have been surpised to see Tristram's jaw penetrating the top of his head on that one!

VJ: Tristram is left reeling after that shot as Lightning pulls himself back to his feet. Great move by Lightning to slow the momentum of Tristram, but watch this here! Head full of steam at Lightning--LIGHTNING COUNTERS INTO A POWERSLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BIG POWERSLAM!!! HOOK OF THE LEG...1...2...THR--OH!!!!!!!! LIGHTNING ALMOST GOT HIM!!! LIGHTNING JUST...BARELY ABLE TO KICKOUT AFTER THE COUNT OF 2!!!! What a competitive match up this has turned out to be!!! A seesaw battle if their ever was one, Kevin!

KT: That's for sure Veej! All views aside, I won't take away from good athletic competition when I see one...

VJ: Wait a minute now. Lightning with Tristram...bringing him back toards the buckle. Lightning...we could be seeing a running powerbomb here! It's patented Lightning! We've seen it before!

KT: Yes, and if he hits this move, the only people Tristram is gonna be hanging with is the NFWA injured list--

VJ: OH BOY! HE'S GOT HIM UP!!! LIGHTNING WITH TRISTRAM SET UP--BUT LOOK AT TRISTRAM HERE! RIGHT HANDS!!!! TRYING TO COMBAT THIS MOVE! RIGHT HANDS TO THE HEAD OF LIGHTNING HAS THE FORMER CHAMPION ROCKING!!!!! Tristram...

KT: Tristram had better watch it, here! Lightning's gonna drop him!

VJ: Lightning's knees beginning to buckl--OOOOOOOH!!!!!!!! THE CHILL FACTOR!!!!!!!!!

KT: What?!

VJ: Tristram able to counter the running powerbomb into a chill factor!!! Tristram now...there's the cover!!! Hook of the leg...2...and--NO!!!!!! Lightning...Lightning somehow manages to get the shoulder up...and that was damn sure almost a 3! Tristram just seconds away from pulling what I'm sure many will consider to be a huge upset over Lightning!

KT: Yeah, but he shouldn't get overconfident yet! Almost beating him and actually doing it are 2 different things...

VJ: Aww wait a minute! Wait a damn minute...

KT: That's...those are the Young Killaz!

VJ: Surprise, surprise! Tristram...Tristram told T Money to stay outta this match, damn it! What are they doing out here?!

KT: Wait a minute, Veej! I don't like the goofs any more than you, but they haven't done anything yet! They're just watching!

VJ: Sure! They're up to no good here, I'm suspecting! As Tristram now...he just spotted the Young Killaz on stage! As he stated earlier on...he and Johnny Havok were granted a shot at the tag titles this coming Sunday night at Maximum Carnage, and it nows looks as it its gonna be the Young Killaz against Tristram and Havok...and as far as we know, these guys could be out here to screw with Lightning or Tristram! They've got it in for either one of the 2...we don't know who they're out here for! As Tristram...Tristram now with...telling the Young Killaz to stay back! Telling them to stay the hell away from ringside, but watch Lightning! Lightning getting back to his feet...

KT: Oh wait...wait a minute! Tristram, look out!

VJ: Tristram distracted by the Killaz...he turns around--RIGHT INTO THE BOOT BY LIGHTNING!!!!!!!! LIGHTNING BOLT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: OH!!!!!!!

VJ: THE LIGHTNING BOLT ON TRISTRAM!!!!!!!!! Tristram damn near knocked outta his boots! And watch Lightning...Lightning going for the cover! This all right here! He's got the leg hooked...1....2....3--OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

KT: What?!

VJ: JUST A 2!!!!!!!!!! TRISTRAM ABLE TO KICKOUT AFTER ONLY A 2!!!!!!! My God...how in the hell?!

KT: This is...I can't believe this, Veej!

VJ: All I can say is what a match!!!! Lightning hit the Lightning Bolt, but Tristram will not give in! And now Lightning dragging Tristram back to his feet! Lightning...uh oh!!! Lightning with Tristram setup on his shoulders! He could be setting up for the modified Lightning Rod, as...yes! There you see Lightning...talking some smack to the Killaz as well!

KT: No one likes the Young Killaz! I wonder why--HEY! WAIT!

VJ: OH MY!!! TRISTRAM COUNTERS THE FIREMAN'S CARRY INTO A CRUCIFIX!!!!!!!!! LIGHTNING...LIGHTNING'S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! LIGHTNING'S SHOULDERS ARE DOWN! THERE'S THE COUNT...2...3!!!!!!!!!! TRISTRAM!!! TRISTRAM! OH MY!

Ding Ding Ding!!!!! **Cue "Broken"

Announcer: Here is your winner: Tristram!!!!!!!

KT: Veej...can you believe this?!

VJ: Tristram has done it! Tristram has defeated Lightning! What a huge win for Tristram--AND WAIT A MINUTE!!! WATCH THE KILLAZ NOW! KID MONEY AND T MONEY STORMING THE RING! KID MONEY AND T MONEY...THEY'RE DOING A NUMBER ON BOTH MEN NOW!!!!!!! DAMN IT!!!!! (crowd boos)

KT: Will these morons make up their minds?! First they love em, now they hate em! What do these people want?!

VJ: Kid Money working over Tristram! Lightning being worked over by T Money! This spectactular match up here tonight has been tainted by the Young Killaz, as T Money...T Money to the outside! He's looking underneath the ring for something...

KT: And I think I know what it is!

VJ: Oh...it's the sledgehammer! T Money with a sledgehammer, headed back into the ring! Dont tell me he's gonna try to hit Lightning with that thing! Don't tell me...

KT: WATCH OUT FOR STEVO!

VJ: What?! OH! STEVO!!! PSYKO STEVO FROM THE BACK! STEVO HITS THE RING! And watch T Money! T--OH! He tried to hit T with that sledgehammer but misses! Stevo springboarding off the ropes--WITH THE PSYKLONE!!!!!!!! PSYKLONE!!! RIGHT TO THE JAW OF T MONEY! And now it's Stevo and Kid here!!!! Psyko Stevo and Kid Money going at it in the middle of the ring! Kid Money...Kid appears to be getting the upper hand here! Look out...OH! Kid misses with a wild right hand--AND WALKS RIGHT INTO A BOOT TO THE MIDSECTION FROM TRISTRAM!!!! TRISTRAM WITH KID MONEY SET UP--AND THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MODIFIED VERSION OF THE END! DOWN GOES KID MONEY!!! DOWN GOES KID MONEY! AND RIGHT NOW IT'S LIGHTNING...STEVO...TRISTRAM...STANDING TALL IN THE RING! THE YOUNG KILLAZ...WE'VE GOT OFFICIALS OUT HERE TRYING TO DRAG THEM BACK TO THE LOCKER ROOM! OH MY GOODNESS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IF YOU COULD BE HERE TO EXPERIENCE THE ENERGY IN THIS ARENA!!! IF YOU COULD ONLY BE HERE TO EXPERIENCE THE ANTICIPATION, AS WE GET CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE NFWA'S FINAL PPV, YOU JUST GET THE FEELING THAT IT'S ALL GONNA EXPLODE THIS SUNDAY NIGHT WHEN WE REACH PHILADELPHIA!!!!

(The crowd gives a mixed reaction as the Young Killaz are drug back towards the locker room by officials and security guards. Suddenly, the camera focuses on the ring, where we see Lightning and Stevo going face to face)

KT: Wait a minute, don't go to break yet! I think we've got something else brewing, Veej!

VJ: I think you're right! Now Lightning and Stevo going face to face! Lightning and Psyko Stevo...the 2 men that will do battle this Sunday night for a shot at the Ultimate Title, the FINAL shot at the Ultimate Title! And now...oh! Stevo shoving Lightning...Lightning shoves him right back! We've got bad blood in the ring here between these 2...

KT: It's gonna explode, right now, Veej! Forget the PPV! It's gonna explode here--

VJ: OH!!!!!! LIGHTNING WITH A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN ON STEVO!!! AND IT'S ON!!!!!!! THE FIGHT IS ON!!! STEVO AND LIGHTNING! STEVO AND LIGHTNING! TRISTRAM IN THERE TRYING TO SEPARATE THE 2...

KT: You'd better get outta there Tristram! You'd better...

VJ: These 2 men clawing into one another, and now we've got security back down here at ringside! Trying to separate Lightning and Stevo! Trying to separate the 2 men that will go at it at Maximum Carnage--GOOD GOD THE KILLAZ ARE BACK!!! THE YOUNG KILLAZ YANKING TRISTRAM TO THE OUTSIDE NOW...AND THEY'RE GOING TO WORK ON HIM AGAIN!

KT: I told him he shoulda got outta there when he had the chance! He shoulda listened to me!

VJ: The new Tag Team Champions all over Tristram on the outside! In the ring these officials trying to separate Lightning and Stevo! And it's Havok now! Johnny Havok on his way down to ringside! It's absolutely chaotic out here folks!!!!! It's absolute chaos...hell...IT'S MAXIMUM CARNAGE!!!!!!!!!

(Officials continue to try and break up the brawls on the floor and in the ring, as we fade to commercial)

***Commercial***

(The scene opens backstage, where we see officials trying to hold back the Young Killaz, Crimson Fury, Lightning, Big Foot and Psyko Stevo, as the men shout insults in one another's direction. Prez Sniper pushes through the crowd, trying to get towards the center of the group)

Sniper: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! EVERYBODY SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!! (the group quiets down) Now what the hell is going on?! What the hell is wrong with you guys?! In 2 days we've got probably the biggest PPV in NFWA history on our hands...we've got the very last NFWA PPV! It's supposed to be a special time...a time we need to cherish...but instead, you jackasses are running around like a bunch of savages! Like a bunch of heathens trying to rip each other's heads off! What the hell is wrong with you?!

T Money: I'll tell you what! They all jealous of me! They jealous cuz I got the title shot at the PPV...

Stevo: That's bull!

Lightning: He only got it on some fluke coin toss anyway!

T Money: Yeah, I beat y'all asses in the coin toss, and Sunday night, I'ma beat y'all in the ring! Right after I beat KV's ass, I'ma handle yo ass...hell I'll beat both y'all...ALL Y'ALL at the same time! Y'all ain't nothing! (to Crimson Fury) Y'ALL TOO! Ain't none of y'all in our league...

SKV: Is that so?

(The camera pans the room, where we see Scarlet KV standing with the Ultimate Title draped over his right shoulder. He's got a sly smirk on his face. Officials try to hold him back, as he slowly strolls over towards the melee. All men involved become silent, wondering exactly what KV will do)

SKV: T Money...you've got a big ego. You know that?

T Money: Man...

SKV: SHUT UP! See...I've had it up to here with you and your crap! All of your crap as a matter of fact! For the last week the 3 of you have been running around...bitching and moaning about who's more deserving of a title shot...about who's in who's league! Well damn it, how about right here tonight...we give these fans a little preview of Maximum Carnage! We give them a little sample of what's gonna happen this Sunday night! And that's me, Scarlet Kaphion Vastle...going over each of you right here in Atlantic City in a 4 way dance! What do you worms have to say to that?

T Money: You want me, tonight? You want...man, I done wrestled already! Hell naw...you can wait to the PPV if you wanna get yo ass kicked that bad! Man...(taps Kid on the shoulder) let's go!

Lightning: Um...Tea and Crumpets and go whine and cry all they want to about wrestling a match! Me...(chuckles) I'll be happy to kick your ass here tonight, KV! (crowd pops)

Stevo: Well count me in too! Because I'm beating his ass, and you can bet I'm beating your ass, Lightning! (shoves Lightning!

Lightning: (shoves Stevo back)

Officials: "Hey" "Stop it" "Lightning...calm down man"

SKV: I'll see you later!

(Scarlet KV slowly backs out of the room, eyeing down Stevo, Lightning and the guards on his way out. The camera cuts back to the VIP room, where Amy Dumas is still waiting outside)

AD: I'm back here once again outside of Angelfire's VIP room, and folks, we've yet to get any word on exactly what's been going on between Angelfire here tonight. Earlier on, we saw Alyssa leave the room. I was unable to get word with her, and haven't seen her since. Well...whatever's going on, Angelfire has refused comment. They've refused to come from behind these doors, and...

(Suddenly, the VIP door flies open, as Tina storms out of the room. She's followed by Firestorm)

Firestorm: TINA! TINA, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!

Tina: LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!

Firestorm: Tina...damn it, Tina, just calm down! Everything's gonna be alright! TINA!!!

VJ: What the...what is going on back there?! What's going on with Tina...where is she going?! Where is Tina...is she headed out here?!

KT: (long silence...everything's fine, Vince! I said everything's fine!

VJ: No everything is not fine! It's obvious that things aren't fine between Angelfire, as Tina...Firestorm following Tina through the hallways! Tina is on her way out here, ladies and gentlemen...

KT: She's probably on her way out here to tell the world how red crowbars stimulate brain cells! I wrote my thesis on that in college, ya know!

VJ: Whatever!

(Tina and Firestorm continue to walk through the hallways, shoving through groups of officials, walking past Tristram and Johnny Havok and towards a flight of metal stairs, which Tina sprints up towards the gorilla position. The camera then cuts out to ringside, where the camera is focused on the entrance. After a moment, the crowd boos wildly as Tina and Firestorm emerge on stage)

VJ: There you see Tina, ladies and gentlemen! Tina and Firestorm are out here, and Tina is walking with purpose! She doesn't look happy at all!

KT: Of course not! Nosey morons like you and Amy Dumas have been pestering her all night long! You can't blame the poor thing for being aggravated!

(Chants of "She's got Herpes ***CLAP, CLAP, CLAP CLAP CLAP***" echo through out the arena as Tina stomps up the ring stairs, steps through the ropes, walks over to the far side of the ring and calls for a mic from the announcer. Firestorm appears to be trying to reason with Tina, who shoves him aside and snatches the mic from the announcer. The chants grow louder as a furious Tina walks back out to the center of the ring and begins to speak)

Tina: YOU IDIOTS SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!!!!! (crowd chants louder) SHUT UP!!!!!! (chants get louder) SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!! SHUT UP!! SHUUTTT UUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The crowd boos wildly as Tina takes deep, rapid breaths in the ring. In the crowd, a fan holds up a sign reading "Down with Angelfire", as Tina paces back and forth about the ring. She continues)

Tina: You people can cheer, you can boo...you can chant whatever you want, but I don't care! I don't care, because after looking at the past 5 months...from February to this very moment, there's no way you can deny that Angelfire is THEE dominant force in the NFWA! (crowd boos) We've toppled everything in our path! Everything that's gotten in our way, and let me clear some things up! Angelfire didn't topple the NFWA thanks to T Money!!!!! (crowd gives a mixed reaction) We didn't topple the NFWA thanks to Kid Money...thanks to the World Class Superstars, thanks to Sewaside, Alyssa, the Game...NO!!! None of them did a damn thing to topple the NFWA!!! The NFWA is dying...it's dead right now, and it's all because of 1 person, and that's ME!!!!! (pointing at her chest) ME!!! ME!!!! ME!!!!!!!!!!! IT WAS ALL ME!!!!!!!!!! (crowd boos)

VJ: Tina...she looks as if she's snapped in there!

KT: She's fine! She's just had a little too much coffee this morning! She's really fine...really!

Tina: See...I'm sick and tired of this primadonnas...these egotistical jackasses running around here these days! They're the greatest thing since sliced bread! They can do NO wrong! And the moment they screw up, they're fast to place to blame on somebody else! I mean...people like the World Class Superstars!!! Kerrboski and DJP!!! (crowd boos) Now these were 2 guys I personally saw something special in! When everybody else was going around calling them GNL rejects...cheap knockoffs of Billy and Chuck, damn it, I took them under my wing, invited them into the Angelfire organization! I gave them an opportunity at greatness! Not to mention thousands of dollars by putting them on the Angelfire payroll...and how do I get repaid?! By getting hit in the head with a damn chair on IHG?! By the 2 of you LOSING the Tag Title belts to T Money and Kid Money here tonight?! (crowd pops) SHUT UP!!!!!! DJP and Kerrboski...I know you're watching back there, so read my lips! READ MY LIPS when I tell you that as so-called "superstars" here in the NFWA under Angelfire, you've been absolute failures!!!!!!!! You've been failures, and I'm embarrassed to be associated with you any longer! That's why, and I want you people to listen up, right here, July 26, 2002, Atlantic City, NJ, if you jackoffs have a desk, start cleaning em out, because as far as Angelfire goes...YOU IDIOTS ARE FIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The crowd pops in the background. The camera cuts back to the VIP room, where DJP and Kerrboski are watching on the monitor, angered, when suddenly the door bursts open, and in come the Angelfire suits)

VJ: Hey...

KT: What is this?! What is...

VJ: Those Angelfire suits are back there...AND THEY'VE GOT DJP! THEY'VE GOT KERRBOSKI! THE SUITS...THEY'VE GOT THE SUPERSTARS OUTNUMBERED...

KT: TINA, YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!

VJ: THE SUPERSTARS...THEY'RE BEING KICKED OUT THE VIP ROOM! MY GOD! THE WORLD CLASS SUPERSTARS HAVE BEEN BOOTED OUT OF ANGELFIRE!!!!!!!!!!!

(The suits shove them out into the hallway before slamming the door shut. The camera cuts out to ringside, where Tina and is pacing back and forth in the ring. Firestorm is desperately trying to reason with her as she continues)

Tina: Kerrboski and DJP are fired! They're fired, and if they know what's good for them, they'll stay the HELL outta my way!!!!!!!! (sighs) Ya know...that actually felt kinda good! (giggles) Yeah...as a matter of fact, that felt DAMN good! In fact...it felt so good, that maybe...just maybe there's someone else who wants to get fired! Huh...and that person I'm talking about is "Deadly Candy" Alyssa Sanders!

KT: Oh no, Tina you can't! Please, you can't!

VJ: Tina...she's going on a rampage here!

Tina: Ya know...Alyssa, nothing personal...I mean...in the time you've been in Angelfire, I actually consider you a friend of mine...but let's face it...you're more trouble than you're worth! I mean...whenever something goes down, we always hafta wonder about "Where's little Alyssa?! Has she been kidnapped by Stevo?! Has she been stepped on by Iceberg?!" And to be blunt...as of late, you've dropped the ball quite a few times, my friend! (crowd boos) You people don't hafta like it, but it's the truth, so Alyssa...I like you, but damn it, you can pack up your things too, and after Sunday night, you can join the World Class Superstars in the unemployment line, because YOU'RE fired too!!!!!!!!! F-I-R-E-D!!!!! FIRED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The crowd boos in the background,as Firestorm looks on nervously. Suddenly, Tina turns to him with a cold, angry look. Almost causing Firestorm to backpedal)

Tina: AND YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Firestorm says somethign) Shut up! After 5 months, Firestorm...5 months, can you honestly tell me ONE useful thing you did as a member of Angelfire?! I mean...what?! You got your ass handed to you by Panther! (Firestorm shakes his head "no") What do you mean "no"?! Yeah ya did! You got your ass kicked! And the ONLY reason I even brought you into Angelfire in the first place was to bring your power as Commish into the group! To give Angelfire it's rightful control of this company, and as hard as it is to believe, you FAILED at that job! You sat on your fat lazy ass for 3 months, Firestorm! 3 months, while I did all the work! While I carried Angelfire on my back! Now...all that would be excusible if you were actually giving me something...(looks down)...um...meaningful in return...(smirks)...but damn it, Firestorm...to be perfectly honest, you sucked at that too!

KT: What?!

VJ: Um...is she talking about what I think she's talking about?

Tina: (smirks) I mean...God, you call yourself the Big Time! The Master of the Big Time, well Firestorm, if that ain't the biggest piece of false adverstising I've ever seen, I don't know what is!

(People who actually GET what she's saying give a mild pop. Meanwhile, Firestorm looks confused)

Tina: YOU DON'T GET IT, DO YOU FIRESTORM?! Well let me spell it out for you! YOU'RE WORTHLESS!!! YOU'RE SH*T!!!! And I don't need you stinking up Angelfire anymore, Firestorm! So you know what you can do?! You can take your stupid little tuxedo...take the LITTLE Time there, and get your big ass outta my sight, because YOU'RE FIRED TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The crowd boos wildly in the background, as Firestorm looks at Tina angrily. He looks somewhat brokenhearted as he looks down at his feet, climbs out of the ring and heads back up the ramp to the locker room. Chants of "Asshole, asshole" echo through out the building, as Tina looks into the crowd with a twisted smile)

Tina: See, you people can boo, you can say whatever you wanna say, the bottom line is that Angelfire doesn't need any of those guys to be successful! I don't need any of them to accomplish what I need accomplished! The only reason I even thought about going to Angelfire in the 1st place was to make Panther's life a living hell, and this Sunday night at Maximum Carnage, I will continue what I set out to do from the very beginning! See Panther...this Sunday night, you WILL do battle with Shawn Michaels! You will face him 1 on 1, live from your hometown of Philly, PA, in your very own Arena!!! But the ONLY way you'll be able to get your hands on Shawn...will be with ME as the special guest referee!!!!!!!!

VJ: Aww c'mon!!!!!! That's not fair! Tina...Tina as the special referee! We know that she can't be unbiased! We saw what kinda job she's done in the past! How in the hell is...this is bogus!!!!!!!

Tina: See Panther...you talk about hurt...you talk about pain?! You're gonna find out once and for all what pain is all about, because if I've said it once I've said it 1000 times! Panther...when you f*ck with Angelfire...Panther...when you f*ck with Tina Marie Laurer...you had damn sure better believe that you will get BURNED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The "You Gets No Love" remix hits the PA system as Tina tosses the mic down, climbs out of the ring and starts back up the locker room)

VJ: Ladies and gentlemen...I don't even know what to say about what we've just seen! Tina...she's basically just fired all of her Team Angelfire! Hell, she has fired them all, and now she's named herself the special guest referee for the match between Panther and Shawn Michaels at Maximum Carnage! That is so unfair! That is so...

KT: Well...maybe so, Veej, but look on the bright side...

VJ: OH WAIT A MINUTE! THAT'S FIRESTORM!

KT: WHAT!?!

VJ: TINA!! TINA WAS HEADED BACK THROUGH THE ENTRANCE AND SHE JUST WALKED RIGHT INTO THE HUGE RIGHT HAND OF THE COMMISH!!! FIRESTORM'S GOT TINA!!! FIRESTORM'S GOT TINA, DAMN IT!

KT: What the hell...CAN WE GET SOME HELP OUT HERE?!

VJ: Angelfire's been fired! Firestorm's got Tina up on the stage...OOOOOOOOOH MY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE BIG TIME!!!!! ON TINA! ON THE STAGE!!! TINA HAS BEEL LAID OUT!!!!!!!!!

KT: Firestorm!!! How could you?!?!?!

VJ: Firestorm has just gotten his revenge, and Angelfire has just disintegrated in a MAJOR way! MY...GOD!

("N.O.T.O.R.I.O.U.S." hits the PA system as Firestorm raises his arms into the air and steps through the curtains back to the locker room. Angelfire suits rush out to Tina's aid, as the camera cuts back to the locker room area, where we see a group of security guards walk up to a door. The head guard opens the door, and peeps his head in)

Guard: Ok, Dave! You're up!

DD: (leaps out of the locker room with a huge snarl) AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRH!!! AAAAAAH!

(Canned chants of "Deeeee-ware! Deeeeeee-ware!" echo through out the arena as Goldberg's WCW theme plays over the PA system. Dave and the guards walk through the hallway, with Dave slapping himself in the head a few times before slipping on a bananna peel and busting his ass. The music and chants abruptly stop, as the guards rush to Dave to help him back to his feet)

Guard: Dave, Dave! Are you alright?!

DD: Me?! (Springs back to his feet) Of course I'm alright! Cuz I'm DEEEEEE-WARE! DEEEEEEE-WARE!!!!!! DEEEEEEEEE-WARE!!!!!! DEEEEEEEEEEE-WARE!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!

(The guards and even the ringside fans begin to pick up the chant, as Dave slaps himself in the head and continues out to ringside)

VJ: Fans...

KT: What a putz!

VJ: Well that putz may kick your ass when we return from commecial break! It's Delaware Dave! It's Kevin Taylor! It's NEXT!

***Commercial***

(The "California Love" remix plays faintly in the background as we see Tina being helped back to the locker room by the Angelfire suits)

VJ: Fans, we're back on FNS. And there you see Tina, who before the break gave us two earth-shattering announcements. First off, she has fired the World Class Superstars, Alyssa Sanders and Firestorm! The remaining members of Team Angelfire have been fired, but that's not all! See, earlier tonight, Shawn Michaels accepted Panther challenge to a 1 on 1 encounter at Meximum Carnage to settle the score between these 2 once and for all! And Tina...the no good bitch that she is has made herself the special guest referee! She received a Big Time from Firestorm before the break, but...this isn't fair at all! Tina...there's no way she's gonna be able call that match down the middle! She and Panther despise one another, and if Tina screws Panther out of that match...if Panther loses to Shawn Michaels at the PPV...God only knows what he'll do!

(The camera cuts out to the parking lot, where we see Panther and Diamond walking out to their car, when suddenly, they're approached by Rosie Sanchez)

RS: Panther! Panther...can I have a quick word with you before you go?

Panther: Make it quick. We don't have all night.

RS: Well...Panther, it appears as though you won't have to worry about Team Angelfire this Sunday night as Tina has basically fired them all, but what are your feelings on Tina naming herself the special guest referee. You an I both know that there's no way she's gonna allow you to win that match.

Panther: Rosie, she can make herself ref, timekeeper, she could be the waterboy for all I care! NO ONE or NOTHING is gonna stop me from doing what I'm coming to do, and that's hurt Shawn Michaels! Cripple Shawn Michaels! DESTROY Shawn Michaels, and sh*t, if I gotta go through Tina to do it, then so be it!

RS: But Tina has openly stated that she wants to make your life a living hell! What if she screws you out of the match!

Panther: Like I said, if I hafta go through Tina, I will! But...

Alyssa Sanders: (suddenly enters the picture)That's all good and well, but the 2 of you've got much more to worry about than Tina and HBK!!!

(Alyssa tosses a cup of salt water into the eyes of Diamond and runs)

VJ: Oh my! Alyssa...what the hell was that?! Alyssa tossing something into the face of Diamond...

Diamond: That bitch! (shoves Rosie aside and goes after Alyssa)

Panther: DI!!! DIAMOND! WAIT!!! (goes after Diamond)

VJ: Diamond...oh my goodness, Diamond going after Alyssa! Alyssa trying to make an escape...ladies and gentlemen, the chase is on! The chase is on...oh my goodness!

Delaware Dave Vs Kevin Taylor

(The scene cuts out to ringside, where "California Love" (remix) continues to play over the PA system, as Kevin Taylor paces back and forth around the ring with the mic in his hands. Chants of "YAAANCY! YAAAANCY! YAAAAANCY!" echo through out the arena, as Kevin smiles and begins to speak)

KT: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages! The moment that you've all waited for is upon us, as I, KEVIN...YANCY...TAYLOR, will prove once and for all exactly why I am the #1 broadcast journalist in the game, as I dispose of that pencil-necked, loud mouth DORK...Delaware Dave! Now Dave, I saw you in the back just a few moments ago, I saw you take a slip on that bananna peel and you know, that, my friend, is an omen! It's an omen that...

(Suddenly "Doing Me" by AZ hits the PA system and the crowd cheers wildly as Delaware Dave steps out onto the stage. Dave hops up and down upon the stage before sprinting down the entrance ramp to ringside)

VJ: Here he comes! Here comes Dave! Here comes Dave! Dave hits the ring--AND TAYLOR'S ALL OVER HIM! GOD!

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: There's the bell, ladies and gentlemen and it's on! Kevin Taylor Vs Delaware Dave! Taylor...attacking Dave as soon as he entered the ring! Dave...OH Taylor stomping away!!! Stomping hard onto the back and the head of Dave! Dave unable to get out of the starting blocks here! And now watch Taylor! Taylor with Dave by the hair...this won't be a technical masterpiece folks--OH!!!!!!!!!! Big uppercut to the head of Dave by Taylor!!! AND ANOTHER ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Kevin Taylor is owning Dave thus far in this match, and watch this now! Irish whip...reversal by Dave sends Taylor into the ropes! Taylor coming off ducks the clothesline from Dave...off the other side, Taylor ducks another clothesline!! Kevin Taylor...off the ropes once agaaa--OH MY GOD! HE'S GOT A GUN!!!!!!!!!! DAVE'S GOT A GUN!!! AND LOOK INTO THE EYES OF KEVIN TAYLOR!!! LOOK AT THE FEAR ON THIS FACE! THIS CROWD HERE IS ON ITS FEET! DAMN IT, DAVE'S PULLED A GUN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MATCH AND OH BOY!!!! WE'VE GOT ANOTHER CHASE ON OUR HANDS!!!! DELAWARE DAVE AND KEVIN TAYLOR! DELAWARE AND TAYLOR!! TAYLOR DESPERATELY TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM DAVE AND THAT GUN--DAMN IT, REF! THIS MAY BE GOING TOO FAR!!! I mean...kicking Taylor's ass is one thing, but--OH!!!!!! Dave just fired that gun! Taylor able to dodge, and now he slides back into the ring! Dave hot on his tail! And watch Taylor! Dave charges in--OH NO!!!!!!!!!! TAYLOR JUST PULLED THE REFEREE INTO THE WAY OF DELAWARE DAVE! THE BUTT OF THAT PISTOL CAUGHT HIM RIGHT IN THE TOP OF THE HEAD!!!!!!!!! The ref is down...Dave, you've gotta be careful, man! You don't wanna get disqualified in there...hey wait a damn minute! What is Taylor doing?! Taylor reaching into his pants, and pulling out something...Dave's got his back turned! Dave doesn't even see it! Hey Dave...Dave, man, turn around! Turn around! TAYLOR FROM BEHIND--OH!!!!!!!!!! BLACKJACK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DELAWARE DAVE JUST WENT DOWN LIKE A TON OF BRICKS!!!! I can't believe this, damn it! Dave is down!!! Dave...he may be out...Taylor trying to wake up the official! He's gonna try to steal this thing! I cannot believe that Kevin Taylor is gonna steal this thing from Dave! The referee...the ref starting to come to--HEY WAIT A MINUTE! THAT'S THE ROCKER! THE ROCKER OUT TO RINGSIDE! TAYLOR DOESN'T SEE HIM--OOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!!!!!!!! THE ROCKER DROPPED ON TAYLOR!!!!!!!!! THE ROCKER DROPPER ON KEVIN TAYLOR! THE REFEREE DIDN'T SEE A THING! THE REF WAS STILL GROGGY...MY GOD, THIS CROWD ON ITS FEET! ROCKER...ROCKER JUST PULLED DAVE ON TOP OF TAYLOR, AND NOW ROCKER'S MAKING A QUICK ESCAPE! ROCKER HEADED TO THE BACK! KEVIN TAYLOR IS DOWN AFTER THE ROCKER DROPPER! DAVE HAS THE COVER!!!! REFEREE DOUG PETERSON IS MOVING...PETERSON..PETERSON WITH THE COUNT....THERE'S 1.........THERE'S 2............DAVE!!!!!!!!!! DAVE WINS!!!!!!! DAVE WINS!!!!!!!! DAVE WINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ding Ding Ding!!!! ***Cue "Doing Me"

Announcer: Here is your winner: Delaware Dave!!!!!!!!!

VJ: YES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! DAVE HAS DONE IT!!!! DELAWARE DAVE HAS JUST DEFEATED KEVIN TAYLOR, AND LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I NEVER THOUGHT I'D BE SO HAPPY TO SAY THIS, BUT DAVE WINS!!! TAYLOR IS GONE!!!!!!!!! KEVIN TAYLOR...HE IS LONG GONE! THANKS TO DELAWARE DAVE, AND THE RETURNING ROCKER!!! MY GOD, LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!! THE LOOK AT THE CELEBRATION!!! DELAWARE DAVE...WE'VE GOT FIREWORKS! PYRO...OH MY GOODNESS, WHAT A MOMENT, FOLKS!!!! (begins to clap) DELAWARE DAVE IS BACK! KEVIN YANCY TAYLOR IS UNEMPLOYED!!!!!!!!!!!! OH BOY!!! OH BOY!!!!!

(The crowd cheers as Delaware Dave rushes down to the commentary table and high fives Vince Johnson. In the ring, Taylor is just starting to come to, when he realizes what's happened)

VJ: Dave...buddy, as much as we never got along, I gotta say, it's good to have ya back!

DD: That's right, Vince! DEEEEEEEE-WARE IS BACK! SPREAD THE WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

VJ: Well, you certainly haven't changed in your time off!

DD: Damn right I haven't! After having to sit on my ass for 4 months, I'm back and I'm pissed off, damn it! And that skankhole Taylor's lucky I don't get in there and piss on his ass! As a matter of fact...I think I will (stands)

VJ: No, you sit down! Ladies and gentlemen, Kevin Taylor has lost this match! Delaware Dave is officially back, and there you see security now! Security on their way out here to ringside...Kevin Taylor being removed from the ring now! Taylor being...HELL YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DD: HAHA!! Ya hear that, Vince?! (singing) Na na na na...na na na na...wey hey hey...GOODBYE!!!!!! HAHA!

VJ: Taylor being removed from the arena! Taylor being taken straight to the unemployment line...and I'm sure...I'm sure...he'll be missed...(snickers)

(The camera cuts backstage, where we see Shark walking towards ringside with the I-C Title draped over his shoulder)

VJ: Well folks, let's not celebrate too early, we've still got much more action to come! Including...apparently, Lightning and Stevo battleing Scarlet KV in a not title match! But up next, it's a 3-way dance! The winner will do battle with that man, Shark, this Sunday night with that very I-C Title on the line! Fans, it's Big Foot Vs Squirrel Vs Krazed...when we return! Stay with us!!!!!!!

***Commercial***

(The scene cuts out to the boardwalk outside of the Atlantic City Convention Center, where we see Diamond walk out, looking for Alyssa. There's a guy waiting outside of the arena with one of those boardwalk taxi things (if you've been to Atlantic City, you know what I'm talking about, lol). Nearby onlookers cheer Diamond on as she walks over to the taxi man)

Taxi Man: (Thick arabian accent) You want ride?

Diamond: Look, I don't want a ride! I wanna know, did you see a lady come outta that building there...blond...brownish hair. About so tall...

Taxi Man: You want ride?!

Diamond: No, I don't want ride! I wanna know if you've seen that girl!

Taxi Man: I take you up boardwalk...$25!

Diamond: Sir...do you understand me?! I don't want a ride! I'm looking for that bitch Alyssa Sanders! She's out here somewhere and when I find her I'm gonna kick her little scrawny ass--OOOOH!

VJ: OH WAIT A MINUTE!!!! THAT'S DEADLY CANDY!!! DEADLY CANDY FROM BEHIND! WRAPPING THAT TOWEL AROUND THE HEAD OF DIAMOND...

Alyssa: Kick my ass, huh?! Kick my ass?! Well let's see you try it...

VJ: Watch Alyssa here--OOOH! TOSSING DIAMOND OVER THAT RAILING AND INTO THE SAND!!!!! Diamond...

DD: That ain't just sand, Vince! There are rocks and everything in there!

VJ: Diamond...rolling around in those sea shells! She's been lacerated folks, and now watch Alyssa! Alyssa got Diamond by the hair! What is she doing?!

Alyssa: I'm gonna show you...whether I'm with Angelfire or not, I'm always gonna be the #1 woman in the NFWA! I'm always #1!You hear me, bitch?! You hear me?!

VJ: Alyssa...

DD: What is she doing?!

VJ: Alyssa dragging Diamond out to that surf...oh don't tell me! Don't tell me Alyssa's gonna...OH MY GOODNESS! ALYSSA SANDERS DUNKING DIAMOND'S HEAD INTO THAT WATER!!! DIAMOND....

DD: She's trying to drown her, Vince! Look at this!

VJ: Diamond...this Sunday night, she's scheduled to meet Alyssa on this very beach in a beach fight...

DD: She might not make it to Maximum Carnage, Vince! Look...

VJ: Once again! Deadly Candy dunking Diamond's head into that water! We need some help out there! Alyssa trying to drown Di--IT'S PANTHER!!!!!!

DD: Oh no! GET AWAY!!!!

VJ: Panther with Alyssa by the hair now...coming to the aid of his wife!!!! And Alyssa...oh God! Alyssa getting out of dodge! Panther...thank God for him! God knows how far Alyssa was gonna go with Diamond right there?! Ladies and gentlemen...the beach fight...this Sunday...oh, it's on between Diamond and Alyssa! It's on!!!!!!

(Panther pulls Diamond out of the water, and helps her to safety. The camera cuts back to ringside to the next match)

Winner gets an I-C Title shot at Maximum Carnage: Squirrel Vs Big Foot Vs Krazed

( The lights go out as Yellow, blue, red, orange, and gray lights flicker on and off. Then Big Foot by Alcatrazz plays through the arena as pyros shoot up from the stage and two lightning bolts cris cross through the stage. Big Foot walks out onto the stage, raises his arms into the air and starts down the entrance ramp to ringside. He climbs up the ring stairs, steps through the ropes and walks towards the center of the ring. The music dies down and "I'm Back" by AZ hits the PA system. The crowd gives a mixed reaction in the background as Krazed steps out onto the stage and heads down the entrance ramp to ringside. He climbs upon the ring apron, steps over the top rope and walks towards the center of the ring, going face to face with Big Foot. The 2 of them go face to face for a moment, before the music dies down, and The arena lights flicker once...twice...three times and finally go out. They stay out for 5 to 10 seconds before fireworks shoot up from the top of the stage and blue strobe lights flood the entrance way while Natural Born Killaz bye Dr. Dre and Ice Cube blasts over the pa. The crowd goes nuts when Squirrel comes out from behind the curtain wearing his DDD/AWO shirt, black jogging pants, and a white bandana. He greets the fans as he walks toward the ring. When he reaches the ring he pauses and looks across the capacity crowd before climbing into the ring. He goes and jumps up on the second turnbuckle and looks out across the crowd, then gets down and poses in the middle of the ring while more pyro explodes behind him. The lights return to normal and the music dies down as the 3 men square off in the ring. Referee Jim Jonathan calls for the bell)

Ding Ding Ding!!!

VJ: There's the bell and folks, this match is underway! It's 3 way action...elimination rules! It's Squirrel Vs Krazed Vs Big Foot! 3 former World Champions! 3 men who...I guess you could call them NFWA legends, and speaking of legends...the man sitting to my right...joining us for commentary, the former...

Shark: Wait, wait, wait! Allow me, Veej...the reigning NFWA I-C Champion...the Greatest I-C Champion their is! The Master of the Shark Attack, it's me, Shark!

DD: Now...I know I've been gone for a while, but I coulda sworn T Money was the last I-C Champion, Shark!

Shark: T Money ain't nothing! He knew I was coming for his ass, he saw the handwriting on the wall and he forfeit the title! I took what I wanted, and now the I-C Title belt is back home where it rightfully belongs!

VJ: Well, for those of you who don't know, Shark is not officially recognized as the I-C Champion, but he will meet the winner of this match at Maximum Carnage to determine just who is the NFWA I-C Champion, as Big Foot and Krazed...

Shark: Yeah, I'm not recognized as I-C Champ because of the politics involved around here! I mean, look at Sniper! The guy's had it in for me since day 1!

DD: Vince, who invited this guy out here?!

VJ: Big Foot and Krazed tying it up in the middle of the ring! The 2 biggest men in this match here...Big Foot the bigger of the 2...using that strength and weigth advantage to back Krazed into the buckle...referee Jim Jonathan calling for the break! Are we gonna get a clean one?

DD: HA? From Big Foot?! He doesn't even know the meaning of the word "Clean"...then again, there are a lot of words he doesn't know the meaning to--OH!

VJ: Thumb to the eye by Krazed...follows up with a hard right hand--Big Foot responds with one of his own!!! Krazed and Big Foot...slugging it out in the buckle! Referee Jonathan right in there trying to separate those 2...

DD: Get outta there you idiot! AHHH!

VJ: WHOA!!!!!! Big Foot just tossed Jonathan!

Shark: And I'da had his ass tossed right outta this match! DQ!

VJ: Big Foot letting his temper get the better of him--BUT WATCH KRAZED!!!!! BIG BOOT MOWS HIM DOWN!!!!!!!! Big Foot caught it flush on the jaw! Krazed with the cover...he could have him here...1...2...OH NO!!!!!!

DD: What?!

VJ: Squirrel off the top rope with a flying elbow drop! The pinfall has been broken up! Krazed may have had him there, and look at Krazed!!! Krazed doesn't look happy about that!

Shark: What an idiot Squirrel is! I mean...why didn't he stay on him?! He should've followed up on the elbow!

DD: Well...obviously he didn't, and it looks like he's about to get the pissed kicked outta him for it! Look out!

VJ: OH!!!!! Squirrel able to dodge the right hand of Krazed! Squirrel hits off the ropes...Krazed tries anothe Big Boot! Nobody home! Squirrel off the other side--oh no! He got caught! Squirrel...he walked right into the huge right hand of Krazed--AND GETS DRILLED WITH A HUGE CHOKESLAM!!!!!! Squirrel has been planted...

DD: Watch Big Foot! AHH!

VJ: Big Foot now has Krazed by the throat!!!! Krazed...he just delivered the chokeslam to Squirrel, and now Foot...

DD: No way he's gonna get him up--OH MY GOD!

VJ: HE DID IT!!! CHOKESLAM!!! CHOKESLAM!!! KRAZED IS DOWN!! BIG FOOT WITH THE COVER! 1...2...THR--OH! Krazed shooting the shoulder off the canvas just before the count of 3!

DD: Vince...Shark, have either of you ever in your lives seen a man Krazed's size chokeslammed like that?!

Shark: I gotta say, I've got nothing but respect for Big Foot. He's a big guy! He's a strong guy! Hell, they all did something the Shark never did! They're all former World Champions here in the NFWA, but you know what?! No matter which one I face, I'm not only gonna prove that I'm the Greatest I-C Champion ever, but I'm also the best man, and hell, I'll even go as far as to say that Shark will forever go down in history as the Uncrowned world champion.

DD: Shark, would you get your head outta your ass?! Seriously...like you'd ever have a shot at being a World Champion!

VJ: Hey Dave, you may be a returning hero, but that doesn't mean I can't beat your ass out here tonight! Now listen, as far as me having the World Title, I'da won it a long time ago if not for the politics around here from Panther, Sniper and the Dynasty! And...

DD: Please...

Shark: Veej, you'd better get your friend!

VJ: Easy there, guys! Big Foot with Krazed now...what's he going for here?! Could we be getting ready to see a Demolition Bomb?!

DD: No way, Vince! A Chokeslam, maybe...but there's no way!

VJ: Big Foot with Krazed! He's got the gut wrench hooked locked in...don't tell me! Don't...

DD: Hey! Watch Squirrel...

VJ: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!! NUTT SHOT!!!!!!!! SQUIRREL! RIGHT ON THE JAW!!! BIG FOOT IS DOWN!!! SQUIRREL WITH THE COVER...1...2...3!!!!!!!!

Ding Ding Ding!!!!

Announcer: Big Foot has been eliminated!!

DD: HAHA! What about that, Vince?!

VJ: Big Foot has been eliminated, thanks to a well placed Nutt Shot on the jaw. What a display by Big Foot...unfortunately, tonight just not his night...

Shark: Wait a minute, Vince! Wait...you're actually praising that crap we just saw in there?!

VJ: Well...um...

Shark: You call that quality wrestling?! Dave, is that what you call quality wrestling?!

DD: Nah, bitch! What I call quality wrestling is watching your ass try to wrestle your way outta that tuna net!

Shark: Vince, I'm warning him...

VJ: Calm down! Big Foot has been eliminated, and now we've got Krazed and Squirrel...slugging it out in the ring! And Krazed...the bigger of the 2...but Squirrel's getting the pupper hand! Squirrel...he's got Krazed rocking! He's got him reeling! Krazed may go down--OH NO! Uppercut right to the throat of Squirrel stops his dead in his tracks!

DD: That's a smart move from Krazed...oh look!

VJ: Oh wait a minute! Squirrel trying to catch his wind just walked right into that one, and Krazed has him hooked! Krazed setting up for the Supernova--NO! Elbow...elbows to the side of the head of Krazed and the hold is broken!! Krazed is staggered here...Squirrel follows him in with a dropkick! Big Dropkick and down goes Krazed into the corner! Down goes Krazed, and ooooooh boy!

DD: Vince...do you know what we're fixing to see here?!

VJ: Hell yes I do! We're getting ready to take a trip down memory lane! Krazed is down in the corner! Squirrel's calling for it!

DD: HE'S GONNA BUST A NUTT!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

VJ: THE NUTT BUSTER!!!! THE NUTT BUSTER BY SQUIRREL! TO KRAZED!!!! THIS CROWD IS ON ITS FEET! DAVE WILL YOU LISTEN TO THIS?! SHARK WILL YOU LISTEN?!

Shark: How can these people cheer for this crap?! That's all this is! Crap..you know something, Vince...Dave...you guys, you wanna call this match, you go ahead! But I will not be a part of this farse of a match! I'm outta here! (drops his headset and leaves)

DD: Hey Flipper, why doncha go rescue Timmy from a burning building...ya punk bitch!

VJ: That was Lassie...

DD: Same difference!

VJ: (shakes his head) Squirrel now...louding it up! Squirrel trying to get back to his feet! This bout about to be over here!

DD: Krazed...you better look out! You better look out!

VJ: Krazed staggering back to his feet, and watch Squirrel! Here it comes...THE NUTT SHOT IS CAUGHT!!!!!!! KRAZED CAUGHT THE FOOT COMING IN!

DD: Huh?! Oh!

VJ: Krazed now, spins him around...boot to the midsection of Squirrel--OOOOOH!!! THE #1 STUNNA--SQUIRREL SHOVES KRAZED STERNUM 1ST INTO THE BUCKLE! What a competitive match this is...

DD: Hey look!

VJ: What the hell?! Shark...Shark headed up top! Squirrel and Krazed slugging it out in the center of the ring! Shark on top! Shark on top!

DD: Look out...Krazed...Squirrel...

VJ: Shark--OH MY!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ding Ding Ding!!!!! (crowd boos)

DD: What the hell was that?!

VJ: Double Shark attack on Krazed and Squirrel!!! Both Krazed and Squirrel laid out after the Shark Attack! What is the meaning of this, damn it?! What is the meaning of this?!

DD: I'll tell ya, Shark's a big...stupidhead! That's what it means!

VJ: Shark has just ruined this match...

DD: I dunno, Vince! I really don't think it was all that good to begin with!

VJ: And now Shark with that I-C Title! That Title belt in his grasps! And watch Squirrel...Squirrel getting back to his feet--OH!!!!!!!! SHARK RUNS RIGHT THROUGH HIM WITH THAT BELT SHOT!!!!! AND NOW WATCH KRAZED HERE!!! KRAZED BACK TO HIS FEET...SHARK MEASURING HIM WITH THE BELT AND HE CATCHES A SHOT AS WELL!!!!!! Krazed is down! Shark is standing tall...

DD: Now wait a minute, Vince! This was a match to see who would face Shark for I-C Title! But who won the match?! What's the deal, Vince?!

VJ: I dunno...Shark is headed to the back, and we've got a damn good question on our hands! Who's facing Shark at the PPV?!

(The camera cuts backstage, where we see Scarlet KV, Lightning and Psyko Stevo all walking out to the ring on a split screen)

VJ: Oh my...they're not really gonna do this, are they?! Ladies and gentlemen...when we return...we're gonna get a preview of Maximum Carnage! It's Lightning Vs Stevo Vs Scarlet KV! It's Triple Threat Action! It's next!

***Commercial***

(When the break ends, the camera cuts out to the parking lot, where Shark is walking towards a black limo. Amy Dumas is following him out with a mic)

AD: Escuse me, Shark!

Shark: You'd better hurry your ass up, I don't have all damn night!

AD: Shark...why did you do what did?! Why did you interfere in the match 3 way dance?!

Shark: (sighs) Amy, lemme tell you something the 3 of those guys...Krazed, Squirrel and Big Foot, they're nothing but disgraces, man! I mean, they're outta shape, they just stunk up the ring, and to be honest, those guys would be nothing but a disgrace to MY I-C Belt! So you know what I did?! Being the Greatest I-C Champ of All Time, I have come to the decision that NONE of them will get the shot! The NFWA will end the way it began, and that's with ME holding the I-C Title! ME holding the most prestigeous title in the game, and there ain't a thing anybody can do about it!

(Shark smiles, and tries to open the backdoor of his limo, but it won't open. He struggles for a moment, but then realizes that it's locked)

Shark: Hey Frenchy! Open the door!!! (pause) FRENCHY!!!!!!

(Suddenly, the back window winds down, and a man sticks his head out of the window)

Shark: What the...

Sniper: SHARK! Wassup, kid?! (laughter)

Shark: What the...GET OUTTA THERE!! YOU GET OUT RIGHT NOW!!!!

Sniper: Look, Flipps...I gotta tell ya how much I enjoyed that little limo ride on Tuesday! In fact, I enjoyed it so much, that me, Shane and Maria decided to take it out on a night on the town! (laughs) Oh...but before I forget...at Maximum Carnage, that I-C Title will be up for grabs! Not in a 1 on 1 match, but it'll be a Triple Threat Match! It's you! It's Squirrel! It's Krazed! Whether you like it or not! Good luck Shark!

Shark: SNIPER!!!!!!

Sniper: SEE YA IN PHILLY!!! Frenchy...DRIVE!!!! (the limo tears through the parking lot, as Sniper's sinister laughter echoes through out he room)

Shark: Shark...you piece of crap, THAT'S MY LIMO!!!! SHARK!!!!!!!!! FRENCHY!!!!!!!!!!! GET BACK HERE?!?!?!?!?!!?!

(Shark chases the limo out of the parking lot, as the camera cuts back to ringside, where "Dragula" hits the PA system. The arena lights dim, and a bright red spotlight shines on the entrance as Scarlet KV walks out onto the stage with the Ultimate Title belt in hand. He walks down the entrance ramp, tosses the belt over the top rope and slides into the ring, where the music dies down and the lights return to normal.)

VJ: Well fans...it's been an eventful evening here in Atlantic City! The very last FNS in NFWA history, and we're about to finish it off with a bang! Yes, it's Scarlet KV...somewhat of a preview of Sunday night, taking on Lightning and Psyko Stevo...

DD: Now wait a minute, Vince! As much as I hate ole Bolt Breath Lightning, these are 3 of the top draws in the NFWA today?! Do you mean to tell me that the front office is gonna let these guys go through with this tonight?!

VJ: Apparently so! KV, lost a tough match to Spike this past Tuesday on Gear, and right here tonight, he's looking for redemption! He wants to redeem himself by inflicting pain on his antagonists for Maximum Carnage! Here we go...

(The arena lights dim, green mist rolls out from the locker room, and "Between Angels and Insects" hits the PA system as Psyko Stevo walks out onto the ramp and heads down the entrance ramp to ringside. He slides under the bottom rope, goes face to face with Scarlet KV and the music dies down. The lights return to normal, and a mixture of "KV" and "Psyko" chants fill the arena)

VJ:There you see them...Stevo and KV! Former Black Blood teammates! Going face to face! Eye to eye, nose to nose!

DD: HAHA! Yeah, Vince, they used to be friends, but it's not about Friendship now!

VJ: You're exactly right! It's all about that Ultimate Title! Everyone wants to be the Ultimate Champion and--OH! Stevo just shoved KV...KV shoves him right back! Ladies and gentlemen...

DD: Can you believe this Vince?!

VJ: AND NOW THERE THEY GO!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S KV AND STEVO!!! KV AND PSYKO STEVO GOING AT IT ON THE STAA---OOOOOOOOH!

(A sudden lightning bolt strikes the stage as "Eye Of the Storm" hits the PA system. The crowd goes wild, as Lightning sprints out onto the stage and heads down the entrance ramp to ringside!)

VJ: IT'S LIGHTNING!!! HERE...COMES...LIGHTNING!!!

DD: Stevo!! KV!! Look out!

VJ: Lightning hits the ring now! Stevo and KV going at it in the ring--OH!!!!!!! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE BY LIGHTNING TAKES THEM BOTH DOWN!!!!! Both KV and Stevo tasting the canvas!! And now look at Lightning! Lightning taking them both on!!! Lightning tearing through both the X-Treme and Ultimate Champions with right hands! OH! WHAT A SHOT TO THE JAW OF STEVO!!!

DD: Vince, tell these people to pipe down!

VJ: This crowd is on its feet! It's deafening in here as Lightning...he's got KV by the hair now...KV UP AND OVER THE TOP ROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!!!!! The Champion has been tossed!

DD:But watch Stevo--

VJ: What the--OH!!!! Lightning ducks the roundhouse kick from Stevo! Boot to the midsection by Lightning--LIGHTNING BOLT!!!!!!!!!!! STEVO HAS BEEN DRILLED WITH THE LIGHTNING BOLT!

DD: T MONEY!!!!!!!!

VJ: WHAT?!?!?!?! T Money's back out here--OH!!! Sledgehammer to the small of the back of Scarlet KV!!! The Champion...

DD: Did you hear that shot, Vince?!

VJ: KV got hit hard! And now watch T Money! T Money in the ring with that hammer...this is exactly what happened this past Tuesday on Gear--OH!!!

DD: What the hell?!

VJ: T swung right for the head of Lightning and missed...and WATCH LIGHTNING!!!! LIGHTNING! RIGHT HANDS!!!! LIGHTNING OPENING UP ON T MONEY!!!!!

DD: C'mon, T!!! C'mon!

VJ: T Money tried a blindside attack on Lightning, but it's backfired! INVERTED ATOMIC DROP by Lightning to T Money...AND HE RUNS RIGHT THROUGH HIM WITH A HARD CLOTHESLINE!!!!!!!! T MONEY BOUNCING OFF THE CANVAS LIKE A SUPERBALL...but wait a minute...

DD: That's Kid Money!

VJ: Kid Money back out here to the ring! Kid Money into the ring...OH! Lightning with a boot to the midsection of Kid--AND HE CATCHES THE LIGHTNING BOLT!!!!!!

DD: OH!

VJ: LIGHTNING BOLT TO KID MONEY!!! LIGHTNING BOLT...

DD: T'S GOT THE SLEDGEHAMMER!!!!

VJ: What...OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!! T MONEY JUST SWUNG THAT HAMMER...RIGHT INTO THAT INJURED KNEE OF LIGHTNING!!!!! RIGHT INTO THE KNEE! LOOK AT LIGHTNING! LIGHTNING WRITHING WENT DOWN LIKE A TON OF BRICKS! LIGHTNING...HE'S HURT, DAVE! HE'S HURT!

DD: HAHA! T Money just knocked the spark outta Sparky!

VJ: T Money with that hammer again...oh no!!! Don't tell me...Lightning is down!! Lightning down on the mat--STEVO CATCHES THE BUTT OF THAT HAMMER RIGHT TO THE FACE!!!! STEVO IS DOWN! AND LIGHTNING...ONCE MORE TO THE KNEE!!! RIGHT IN THE THAT INJURED KNEE BY T MONEY!

DD: Look! Vince look!

VJ: What the hell!? That's the police!!!! The Police...they're cuffing KV! The police are cuffing Scarlet KV! What's the deal here?!

DD: I dunno, Vince! What the...what is this all about?! What's going on?!

VJ: Lightning is down!!! Stevo is down!!! T Money is standing tall, and ladies and gentlemen...just 48 hours away from the final NFWA PPV...don't tell me...Scarlet KV is being arrested!!! Don't tell me that the Ultimate Champion is being taken straight to jail! Fans...oh my goodness folks, it's been quite a wild ride! For Delaware Dave, this is Vince Johnson saying SO LONG from AC!!!!

(The police lead KV up the rampin cuffs, as T Money raises the Ultimate Title belt inside the ring. The camera pans the arena one last time, as the screen fades to black)