A spotlight begins to revolve around the screen, coming to rest dead center on the screen, showing blank the first time around, blank the second, and then finally, the letters nWo and WoW appear before the spotlight blanks out.

Linkin Park's "Faint" begins to play as a recap of the previous week's events begin to play out to views of matches over the past month punctuating the fueds and stories leading up to New Force Rising:

Tricky Dicky- The richest prize in wrestling today, and I will become the first ever, Dwarf Obese Jobber Champion, if it's the last thing I do!

"The Franchise" Neo- I'm not considered an indy legend because I lose all of the time, that's for damn sure

The Enforcer- Sadistic? Unrelenting...? I can be both...and better...he has no clue as to what the hell I am...

Shane Ryder- I will be laughing at you both and smiling knowing that I shattered your dreams. Shattered your hopes. Destroyed your livelihood. Took away your means to exist. Stolen your very souls.

Quake- The PPV is so far away from you Ryder that it's unreal however it is the event that will rock the nWo's foundations, will rock PKA's world and will most of all change the way that you see your role in the nWo , FOREVER!

Brimstone- I will drag you kicking and screaming out of the world of light where I too once belonged. I will drag you, kicking and screaming, into the dark. And you too will laugh. And you too will scream. And you too will dance as the TYRANTS futures burn.

Ichabod- You probably don't account for one percent of all the deaths, sickness, and bad things that happen in this world, because here's a wake up call, those things happen with or without your interference. Chicken bones have killed more people than you.

Rose- People will notice me after this match. If you want people to pay attention, you can't just tap them on the shoulder. You have to hit them in the head with a sledgehammer. Then, you have their strict attention.

Weltmeister - Come New Force Rising. The nWo is going to change. I WILL be at the helm and ready to take control and there's nothing Christian Wright OR Ichabod can do about it.

Christian Wright- Weltmeister, bring all you've got. Have your operations, and have your followers on at ringside. You think that's gonna stop me? Nothing is going to stop me, as long as my name is on this belt!

The music reaches the screaming cresendo as the scenes speed up and blur as the logo comes onto the screen with the sound of an explosion:

New Force Rising finally comes on the air with a Matrix style opening featuring letters, numbers and coding which merge together forming the nWo logo representing the Netlink Wrestling Organization . In the background you can see a vague logo which reads WOW. All of a sudden, the image rips in half as a silhouette of a man in green walks to the foreground of the screen, carrying a briefcase. He stops and opens it, then throws it at the screen as a gigantic WoW Championship flies out of it and stops, covering the entire screen. The show immediatly cuts live to inside the MCI Center in Washington, DC.. The fans cheer and hold up their signs as they see themselves on the gigantic wraparound screen which sits ontop of a long silver stage. The stage features darkgreen lazer lights moving back and fourth over two smaller screens resembling large computer monitors. In the foreground, 13 Stitches is there playing "Side of Lies"

The show immediatly cuts backstage to Ralph Lillard standing by with Weltmeister out in the parking lot, obviously awaiting the arrival of Prof. Zandor.

Lillard - "Weltmeister. New Force Rising is underway and you not only are facing Christian Wright for the nWo Championship later tonight, but you've got a street fight with the nWo President, Ichabod, RIGHT NOW!"

Weltmeister - "I know that Ralph! Prof. Zandor is supposed to be here with his mind altering device. I promised everyone the 'monster' in Weltmeister would be returning tonight. Dammit! Where is he?!"

Just then a 2 x 4 breaks over the huge back of Weltmeister making him stumble forward. Ichabod appears holding the one half of the board as the crowd cheers.

Hank - "Looks like the street fight is starting outside!"

Ichabod drops the broken board and grabs Weltmeister by the back of his masked head and brings him over to a parked car. He attempts to smash his head into the hood but Weltmeister blocks, grabs Ichabod by the head and smashes him into the car instead. Ichabod holds his forehead as Weltmeister directs him towards a doorway and tosses him though it. Weltmeister follows Ichabod down a corridor of the arena. He approaches him but Ichabod turns around and levels Weltmeister in the head with a lead pipe he picked up off the floor. Weltmeister falls back against the wall holding his head obviusly disoriented. As Weltmeister tries to recover Ichabod grabs him and tosses him into a supply room for the arena. Weltmeister falls to the ground as Ichabod searches for a weapon and finds a full sized cardboard cut out of the Rock. He uses it under his arm and pretends to do the "Peoples Elbow" but with the cardboard hitting Weltmeister. Weltmeister cunvulses like he had been hit with the real thing. Ichabod pulls Weltmeister up and throws him back into the corridor and then into another room that leads to the arena kitchen area. Cooks scramble to get out of the way as Ichabod pushes Weltmeister in against a large freezer door. He approaches but Weltmeister opens the door quicly and smashes it into Ichabods face. Ichabod falls back as Weltmeister closes the door. Weltmeister grabs Ichabod and picks him up gorilla press style and tosses him onto the rollers that slide the dishes across the room. Weltmeister holds onto Ichabods back and slides him acorss the rollers all the way to the end crashing him into some stacked plates which shatter all over the place upon impact.

Hank - "Did you see that??? I've never seen a fight like this."

Ichabod begins to bleed from the cuts caused by the broken dishes. Weltmeister approaches him when Ichabod grabs the hose hooked on the wall above the sink and begins to spray hot water on Weltmeister. Weltmeister trys to block the hot water and it burns himself in the process. He stumbles back towards the exit when Ichabod is hit in the head with a frying pan yeilded apparently by a cook. The cook turns around and shouts orders to Weltmeister. At close look it's, Kurt Sharp!!

Hank - "Kurt Sharp is here!! He's getting involved in this fight!"

Weltmeister grabs Ichabod and takes him out of the room leaving Kurt out of the fight. He throws Ichabod against some walls as they approach the backstage area. He goes to whip Ichabod into some spare lighting equipment but Ichabod reverses sending Weltmeister into the steel canapoy. Lights shatter and sparks fly as Weltmeister hits the ground hard. Officials run in to try and end this fight but Ichabod scrares them off. He pulls up Weltmeister and takes him through the curtain which leads out onto the stage of New Force Rising in the arena.

Michael D - "They're headed out here!"

Ichabod and Weltmeister struggle down the ramp and towards the ring. Ichabod whips Weltmeister into the steel ringpost so hard it moves the ring. The crowd is going insane as Ichabod tosses Weltmeister over the barricade and into the crowd then follows. Security tries to hold the fans back as Ichabod prepares to give Weltmeister the "B!tch Thump". Just then, a fan wearing a Weltmeister mask he bought at the merchandise stand splashes beer in Ichabods face. Ichabod is distracted long enough that Weltmeister hits him with a low blow. Another fan wearing an Ichabod T-Shirt spears the Weltmeister fan. Then another fan gets involved, and then another. Soon, Ichabod and Weltmeister are ingulfed in fans trying to rip eachother apart in a riot.

Hank - "This has gotten completely out of control!!"

Security and police men as well as nWo officials head to area. The fight is broken up between fans and Weltmeister and Ichabod are seperated. The fight is over.

Hank - "What a rough start to New Force Rising. We knew it wasn't going to be pretty. These two tried to kill each other, and at what cost?? I don't see either of them winning their nWo and WoW title matches later tonight. There's no way in the condition they're in."

The show cuts backstage to a gym where two stairmasters have been set up side by side.

Michael D.- Its time for our unconscious struggle, Hank!

Hank- Curiosity got the better of me and, sadly, I researched this match. It seems that the object is to fall unconscious actually.

Mike D.- Thats right Hank! The two opponents are hooked up to machines that monitor their vitals and begin a pre-agreed upon excercise. The first one to fall unconscious is the winner. The vital monitoring machines are there to make sure one isn't faking unconsciousness.

Tricky Dicky steps into the room and removes his shirt. He flexes his amazing physique in front of the camera before stepping onto one of the stairmasters. Next, Dester NeFranco comes out with the Jobber Title hanging out of his back pocket, and mounts the other stairmaster. The two men stare each other down (lol, stare, stair, heh), waiting for the referee. Disciple Martin and Gick Dazinya enter the room. Finally, Ichabod comes in wearing a refs T and looking well beat up. He takes a seat on a bench and leans back against the wall, closing his eyes to block out some of the pain.

Gick Dazinya- What are you doing here, boss?

Ichabod- Mainly as a statement to all the naysayers about this division who think it should be gotten rid of.

All four of the Jobbers gasp at this and turn to look at Ichabod.

Ichabod- Not to worry guys, I'm not going to put you all out of a job... heh... no pun intended. But I'm also here because I hear Dick Gazinya is plotting a kidnapping here tonight. He's already staged a fake one for his show and made the guy representing Gick eat Stinky Steve's crap.

Hank- Dick Gazinya?? Here??

Michael D.- The Jobber Division is under attack from naysayers???

The DNE begin to tremble at the mention of a possible attack from GFW and the NDE. Nevertheless, Ichabod signals for the match to begin, and after Martin hooks up Dester and Gick hooks up Tricky, the stair masters begin to go. Both men are climbing slowly while the other two monitor their vitals. The stairmasters begin to pick up speed as Tricky is already sweating. They climb and climb as the counters count out the steps. At 8 steps, Tricky looks like he is about to collapse.

Mike D.- We could have a new Jobber Champion right now!!

The action is getting intense as Dester stumbles on a step and proceeds to fall up the imaginary steps while the stairmaster is beating him senseless.He's still awake though! The climbing continues as he gets to his feet. Tricky is actually climbing the steps on all fours now and doesn't look like he's going to be in this much longer. Gick Dazinya walks over to check on him, and Tricky farts!! Gick falls backward, completely outcold from the blast of gas!

Ichabod stands up and signals for the bell. He yanks the belt out of Dester's back pocket and lays it on Gick!

Hank- Gicks' not in the match! What the hell???

Mike D.- Nonetheless, he was the first to fall unconscious back there, and therefore is the winner and new Jobber Champion!!

Ichy, Martin, and Dester hurry out of the backroom and away from the stink, leaving Gick, and the now passed out Tricky Dicky unconscious in the room!

Michael D.- Look at them, broken in half by this incredible action!

Hank- Count me in with the naysayers.

The show cuts backstage to Ralph Lillard entering the locker room of Weltmeister to get an update on his condition. Weltmeister is seen sitting on a bench, obviously battered and bruised, holding his head. Kurt Sharp is at his side trying to get him in a mental state for the nWo Championship match.

Lillard - "Excuse me Weltmeister. We were just wondering if we could get an update on your condition for the nWo title match coming up in just a little while?"

Kurt Sharp steps forward and cuts off Ralph.

Kurt Sharp - "Who do you think you are bardging in here like that?? You've got a lot of never. If it wasn't for that damn Zandor, we wouldn't...."

Kurt is cut off from the sound of the locker room door slamming shut. Standing inside is none other the Prof. Zandor with a large steel table connected to some kind of electronic control board. He smiles as Spuddy sticks out of his coat pocket.

Prof. Zandor - "Zippity doo daa!!! I'm here!"

Kurt Sharp - "Well, it's about bloody time! What took you so long?"

Prof. Zandor -"A genius is never rushed."

Weltmeister gets to his feet and approaches Zandor.

Weltmeister - "Is it ready?"

Prof. Zandor -"Whenever you are my pumped up friend."

Weltmeister - "Then let's do this. I've got a championship to win."

Weltmeister lays down on the table. Prof. Zandor hooks up a bowl shaped helmet to his head and connects it. Kurt Sharp begins to force Lillard and the camera crew out of the room. They struggle but at the last second the switch is thrown and sparks begin to fly. Weltmeister begins to convulse as the locker room door slams shut, leaving Lillard and the crew in the hall, only to listen.

Lillard leads the crew around the back of the arena to where Ichabod is leaving the room from the Jobber Match.

Ralph Lillard- Ichabod! How are you feeling after your streetfight with Weltmeister?

Ichabod- I'd say... satisfied.

Ralph Lillard- Interesting. How are you feeling physically for your match in the Elimination Chamber tonight?

Ichabod- Ralph, I'm bleeding out of my head, the hearing in my left ear has gone out, and I see two of you standing there... I'd say I feel great.

Ichabod storms off leaving Ralph and his crew alone and confused yet again.

Hank- Indeed, how is that streetmatch going to affect these two men tonight in their championship matches?

Mike D.- I think a fairer question would be how is Professor Zandor's machine going to affect Weltmeister?

King Bob's music plays as he walks out to the ring confidently.

Hank- This guys' been under a lot of scrutiny lately for some reason. By the way, we've had word that Daredevil didn't show up for his tryout and so Ichabod has taken him out of this debut match.

The lights dim in the arena as the slow, grim guitar opening for "Superman's Dead" by Our Lady Peace hits the PA. A few seconds later, the lyrics kick in.

"Do you worry that you're not liked?
How long 'til you break?
You're happy 'cause you smile,
But how much can you fake?"

Smoke fills the entranceway as the two most important lines in the song come over the speakers.

"Ordinary boy, ordinary name,
But ordinary's just not good enough today..."

With that, red pyro explodes around the stage area as "The Franchise" Neo steps through the smoke, a cocky grin present on his face. The fans cheer wildly as he runs down to the ring, slides in under the bottom ropes, and jumps to one of the top turnbuckles and raises his right arm in a pose for the fans.

Michael D.- Neo seems to be the fan favorite tonight Hank, will they be right?

King Bob measures up "The Franchise" and runs in for a knee lift on Neo. Neo is back up to his feet as Bob bounces the opposite rope and rushes back. Neo ducks a clothesline and wraps his arms around King Bob's waist for a belly to back suplex! The Franchise lifts King Bob back to his feet and launches him into the corner where King Bob impacts and crumples. Bob pulls himself up while Neo flexes for the crowd.

Hank- Franchise has taken early control of this match!

King Bob charges quickly at Neo but he side steps him and pushes him outside the ring. Neo laughs to himself a bit as he slides out of the ring and grabs King Bob by the back of the head and lifts him up, ramming him into the announce table. He lifts him up and spits at his face and then whips him hard into the steel steps. A loud crash is heard as Neo raises his hands in the air getting a mixed reaction. He picks up the fallen King Bob and lifts him up as he slams down into the barricade hard knocking him back down to the mat. Neo quickly walks over by the announce table and grabs a chair that was lying on the ground. He walks over and as King Bob stands up, he cracks the chair over his head sending him down to the ground. Neo raises the chair high in the air as the crowd just looks on.

Michael D.- This is turning into an unsanctioned Brutality match!

The Franchise walks passed, up and over King Bob as he goes over and grabs a table from the outside. He sets it up and turns back to King Bob with the chair. He goes to swing but King Bob quickly nails The Franchise with a low blow! The Franchise drops to his knees as King Bob frantically slides in the ring and rolls out on the other side. King Bob grabs a chair from the opposing side and stalks around the ring seeing The Franchise on the ground. The Franchise gets to his feet as King Bob charges and swings the chair but The Franchise ducks. King Bob flies past The Franchise, stops, turns around and brings the chair up but its booted right back in his face by The Franchise. The Franchise shakes off the low blow and lifts up King Bob and hits a neckbreaker on the outside of the ring!

Hank- Why isn't the ref counting them out?

Neo finally rolls King Bob back into the ring. Neo whips him across the ring, Bob bounces off the turnbuckle, and Franchise slams him to the mat likc a sack of potatoes with a viscious spear! He scrambles up the top turnbuckle, diving off with a 360 splash, sprawling out atop the downed King Bob. He hooks the leg, and the ref drops for the count..1...2...kickout! Neo leaps back up to his feet, kicking the crap out of the King one. He drops back down for the pin..1...2..King Bob's foot on the ropes! Neo back to his feet in an instant drags Bob up with him. He whips him into the turnbuckle, charges, and drives his shoulder right into King Bob's gut, knocking the wind right out of him.

Mike D.- His majesty is barely mounting a defense in this matchup!

The Franchise grabs King Bob up and hits "Hit the Lights!" Bob hits the mat had and Neo climbs to the top turnbuckle, nailing the "Showtime!!" He rolls King Bob up, 1..2..3! The Franchise wins his first match in nWo! His music hits as he slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp with a smile on his face!

Hank- An impressive debut for The Franchise!

King Bob rolls out of the ring and walks dejectedly up the ramp while the ring crews get ready for the next match. "Nobody's Listening" by Linkin Park hits the PA System. We can hear it saying "C-C-Comin' at ya, Come Come Comin' At Ya" and then BOOM pyro shoots off as the lyrics get underway.

[Peep the Style and the kids checking for it]
[The number one question is]
[How could you ignore it?]

PKA, Adam Payne, and Ash walk out onto the stage in a very confident way.

[We drop right back in the cut]
[Over basement tracks]
[With raps that got you backingthis up like..]
[[REWIND THAT]]

PKA raises his arms up, with his fists touching each other, as Payne balls up his fists, hits his left shoulder with his right fist, then hits his right shoulder with his left fist, followed by raising his arms up high too. Ash raises her arms, then points to each man.

[We're just rolling with the rhythm]
[Rise from the ashes of the stylistic division]
With these non-stop lyrics of life living]
[not to be forgotten]
[But Still Unforgiven!]

PKA grabs onto Ash's hand and holds it up in the air. The three make their way towards the ring.

[But in the meantime there are those who wanna]
[Talk this and that/so I suppose]
[It gets to a point feelings gotta get hurt]
[And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt]
[[IT GOES]]

PKA holds Ash's hand until she gets up the steps, then he slides in. Adam Payne climbs up on the apron and goes into the ring, climbing the turnbuckle as PKA does the same at the other end..

[TRY TO GIVE YOU WARNING]
[BUT EVERYONE IGNORES ME!]
[[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]]
[BUT NOBODY'S LISTENING!]
[CALL TO YOU SO CLEARLY]
[BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ME!]
[[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]]
[BUT NO-BODY'S LISTENINNNNNG!]

Ash stands in between them holding her arms up in the air pointing to each man. PKA puts his arms out in a crusifix and Payne raises his arms, the fans all the while booing like crazy!

Hank- An impressive entrance as PKA and Ash are making their way out and wishing luck to Payne.

Mike D.- They'll be back out soon, PKA is defending his controversial International title after this match!

Every light in the arena dims but not to an absolute black. A light from the rafters above the ring shines down a heavenly effect. Crawling in the Dark then hits the PA system, when the lead kicks in two white pyros go off either side of the entrance ramp and as the vocal then kicks in the sturdy figure of The Enforcer emerges from the thick smoke given off by the pyros. He holds his arms out in a crucifix style with eyes closed. As the next chorus kicks in his eyes open and arms drop before he breaks into a run toward the ring and toward the heavenly light shining down on it.

The lights come up as Adam Payne pulls out a set of brass knuckles from his shorts and immediately begins to pummel The Enforcer on the back of the head. He grabs Enforcer up and pancakes him out of the ring. Payne flexes for the crowd while Enforcer reaches under the ring! Payne slides out and comes toward Enforcer, but Enforcer suddenly swings and aluminum bat, clocking Adam Payne right in the chest!

Hank- Payback!

Enforcer gets to his feet, raising the bat up into the air, working the crowd. Payne coughs and pushes himself slowly up to his feet. Enforcer looks to the bat, then to the crowd. Back to the bat. To the crowd again. The fans start up a chant of 'Double Play, Double Play!' Enforcer winds back, Payne to his feet turns, KABOOM! Enforcer lets loose with the bat, swinging, it connects with a loud thump into Paynes breadbasket, bowling the monster of a man over to his knees.

Mike D.- He's not going to relent with that bat, Hank.

Enforcer looks to the crowd, who're all on their feet, screaming. He smiles a crazy smile, he lightly swings the bat forward, getting a practice shot in, working the crowd. He winds back, BAM! Payne lands a blatant low blow, sending Enforcer to the ground in pain. The referee looks down from the ring at the carnage, shrugs, and says the classic Mills Lane line "I'll allow it!"

Hank- The ref knows the fans love the brutality.

Payne, breatthing slow and heavy, staggers to his feet, prying the bat free from Enforcer's grip. He raises it high overhead, but Enforcer is one step ahead of him; his boot flies up, nailing Payne with a taste of his own medecine. The big man staggers back, face lit up with pain. Enforcer reahces under the ring, pulling out a steel chair. He stalks in, raises it overhead, and brings it down across Paynes back with a loud crack. Payne is down.

Michael D.- You can't beat a classic!

Enforcer isn't about to simply let him lay there and recover though, and drags him back up to his feet. He pulls him in, and succeds in piledriving Payne onto the steel chair. Enforcer is back up, and digging underneath the ring. He drags out a cardboard box filled with--flourescent lights!? Enforcer looks at the box a momet, trying to figure out exactly what to do with them. He abandons that inquiry as a wicked smirk stretches across his face. Payne showing little signs of life, Enforcer walks over, dragging him back up by the hair. He leads him towards the box, grinning.

Reynolds picks up two of the long white tubes and claps them together on Payne's head shattering them! Payne crumples, but Enforcer's not done! He drags one of the tubes out and jabs it against Payne's body all over before smashing it too... finally he picks the muscle bound man up and implant ddt's him right onto the lights!

Hank- I've never seen fluorescent lights put to better use.

Payne looks about finished as Enforcer goes for the pin 1..2.. no! Payne actually kicks out! Enforcer looks shocked, but comes to and begins stomping on Adam Payne. He whips him into the steel steps knocking them all over the place. Payne is down again but reaches for the announce table and pulls himself up. He sees the monitor and jerks it free. Enforcer runs over as Payne swings, but Reynolds ducks and comes up with a Rock Bottom! Enforcer sets the monitor on Payne's chest and climbs onto the announce table... Flight of Fate!! Enforcer covers 1..2..3!! Enforcer is the nWo Brutality Champion!

Hank- What an incredible matchup and a great advancement for The Enforcer!

Michael D.- Where was Adam Payne tonight? He seemed to not have his heart in this match..

Paramedics come to check on Payne. He gets up gingerly rubbing his chest and nods that he's ok. He makes his way to the back looking angry as hell.2

"Full Effect" by Freeway, featuring Young Gunz hits. Shane Ryder walks out and down the ramp, and pyros light up to spell 'Da Ruff One'. The crowd goes crazy with jeers and cheers for Shane Ryder as he strolls towards the ring, rolling in, and having a look around at the fans with a smirk on his face as the music dies.

Hank- That means its time for our two falls match, Mike, with two titles on the line!

"Nobody's Listening" by Linkin Park hits the PA System. We can hear it saying "C-C-Comin' at ya, Come Come Comin' At Ya" and then BOOM pyro shoots off as the lyrics get underway.

[Peep the Sylte and the kids checking for it]
[The number one question is]
[How could you ignore it?]

PKA, Adam Payne, still looking beat up, and Ash walk out onto the stage in a very confident way.

[We drop right back in the cut]
[Over basement tracks]
[With raps that got you backingthis up like..]
[[REWIND THAT]]

PKA raises his arms up, with his fists touching each other, as Payne balls up his fists, hits his left shoulder with his right fist, then hits his right shoulder with his left fist, followed by raising his arms up high too. Ash raises her arms, then points to each man.

[We're just rolling with the rhythm]
[Rise from the ashes of the stylistic division]
With these non-stop lyrics of life living]
[not to be forgotten]
[But Still Unforgiven!]

PKA grabs onto Ash's hand and holds it up in the air. The three make their way towards the ring.

[But in the meantime there are those who wanna]
[Talk this and that/so I suppose]
[It gets to a point feelings gotta get hurt]
[And get dirty with the people spreading the dirt]
[[IT GOES]]

PKA holds Ash's hand until she gets up the steps, then he slides in. Adam Payne climbs up on the apron and goes into the ring, climbing the turnbuckle as PKA does the same at the other end..

[TRY TO GIVE YOU WARNING]
[BUT EVERYONE IGNORES ME!]
[[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]]
[BUT NOBODY'S LISTENING!]
[CALL TO YOU SO CLEARLY]
[BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR ME!]
[[TOLD YOU EVERYTHING LOUD AND CLEAR]]
[BUT NO-BODY'S LISTENINNNNNG!]

Ash stands in between them holding her arms up in the air pointing to each man. PKA puts his arms out in a crusifix and Payne raises his arms, the fans all the while booing like crazy!

Payne and Ash wish PKA good luck as they head toward the back. As soon as they get through the curtain...

Michael D.- PKA has been claiming to be the official International Champion since his return, Hank, and tonight he gets his chance to make it official, officially!

Party Up plays and Quake makes his way straight out from the curtains and walks casually to the ring, heating up the crowd with signs advertising certain products endorsed by QVC! In the ring he poses on the turnbuckle holding up his Television Title and applaudes the crowd........

Hank- Quake has promised a QVC expansion tonight... will we see the return of Vyle??

The three men circle around each other, each one swinging his head from one opponent to the next. Shane Ryder suddenly runs for PKA as Quake backs off, and Ryder nails a powerful clothesline on PKA! PKA falls and Shane Ryder goes with the flow, grabbing PKA's legs up for a sharpshooter. PKA yells out in pain while Quake perches himself on a turnbuckle at the opposite side of the ring.

Michael D.- Quake is using his head here, trying to stay fresh.

Hank- Yes, but if Shane Ryder gets the first pinfall, Quake loses his Television Title!

PKA powers out, but The Ruff Ryder is all over him! He lifts him up and sets him against the ropes, landing knife edge chops to PKA's chest! He sends PKA to the opposite ropes, and on the return, Shane sidesteps and hits the "Light's Out!" PKA falls to the mat, clearly hurt from that blow to the neck, but Ryder picks him up and nails the "Full Effect!"

Hank- This has got to be the first fall, and Quake's not even moving!

Ryder looks down at PKA, then turns to Quake instead! He puts out a finger and beckons for Quake as the crowd goes crazy! Quake gets a cocky smirk on his face as he hops down off the turnbuckle and swaggers over to Ryder. The two men get face to face, Quake grinning, Shane Ryder intense!

Michael D.- This crowd is roaring! I can't hear myself think!

Hank- You think?

Mike D.- How many times have I told you, Hank, I'll handle the jokes.

Quake suddenly gives Ryder a little shove, and Ryder falls backward onto the mat! Quake dusts his hands off and places a foot on Ryder's chest and flexes.

Hank- Meh?

The ref counts, 1..2..3! Quake retains his television title!

Hank- Now wait a damn minute...

Quake turns to PKA now, obviously intent on pinning him for the International Belt as well, but PKA is getting up! He runs toward Quake, but Quake kicks him downstairs with a hell of a low blow! PKA crumples as Quake scoops him up in the "Aftershock!" He's about to cover when Ryder gets to his feet, feigning grogginess. Ryder runs at Quake, but Quake grabs Ryder with an Irish Whip into the ropes, but on the rebound, Ryder grabs The Quake One by the throat! He lifts slightly and manages a funny little chokeslam, and Quake falls backward onto the mat.

Mike D.- An incredible display of strength by Shane Ryder!

Hank- Come on, Mike, don't you see whats going on??

Michael D.- Yeah, Hank... History!!

Ryder covers Quake, 1..2..3!! Shane Ryder is the International Champion! He helps Quake to his feet as familiar faces of QVC officials make their way out to the ring with packages. They enter the ring as the bell is ringing, and present Shane Ryder with a bundle. He shakes it out, and it reads "QVC- The New Force Has Risen!!" Ryder and Quake shake hands with each other and the rest of the QVC staff as someone opens a bag and produces a bottle of champagne and glasses, and everyone toasts to Shane Ryder!

Michael D.- This is it, Hank, the QVC expansion! Shane Ryder is QVC!!

They finish their drinks, and Shane Ryder grabs the bottle and runs over to where PKA has begun to stir. He smashes the bottle over PKA's head, and starts stomping the former International Champion! Quake joins in on the fun, and soon, everyone in QVC is taking a shot at the leader of Aggravated Assault!

Hank- Aw, come on! You embarassed him enough with the set up, let the man be!

Michael D.- Where is Aggravated Assault???

As if in answer, the scene cuts to backstage and the Aggravated Assault locker room where a man in a welder's mask is finishing up welding the door shut! Sounds of pounding come from within as the man raises the face guard revealing... Tricky Dicky! He flashes a thumbs up at the screen as the view fades.

In the ring, the pointless beating continues, until out of the crowd comes a man wearing a Jason mask! He slides into the ring with a baseball bat, taking down Quake, Ryder, and the rest of QVC one by one!! He helps PKA up and points the bat up toward the stage where QVC has gathered flexing and laughing, Quake holding the Television Title and Shane Ryder holding the International Title!!

Hank- Who is that in the mask??

Micheal D.- Obviously a friend of PKA's, maybe Ichabod!

As officials make their way out to check on PKA, the masked man disappears into the crowd again while QVC returns to the back. A promo plays on the Convex for the WoW Elimination Chamber and the nWo Championship match.

Hank- Our exciting double main event is up next, Mike!

As the ring crew get things ready for the next match Audioslaves "Cochise" blasts through the sound system and the lights in the arena go out.

Hank - "What the heck is going on?"

Just then, the Convex turns on with the WoW logo, and then shows the shadow of a man walking down an alley......the man is The Ego! The video then cuts to highlights of The Ego decimating people in the ring as the crowd is going nuts. The film ends with the words "Ladies and gentlemen THE EGO HAS LANDED!!!!" Then things return to normal.

Hank - "Looks like The Ego is on his way to the WoW. Should be interesting."

Michael D - "Is it true this guy was trained by Rocky Johnson?"

Hank - "Apparently. It's now time for our next match!"

The crowd begins to stare up above the ring as the huge structure known as the Elimination Chamber made popular by the WWE, begins to decend. They cheer knowing that the WoW Championship match is just moments away. The chamber surrounds the ring and locks into position. Inside the structure is 4 glass chambers.

Hank - "Here we go Mike! It's time to crown a NEW WoW Champion. I never thought I'd be saying that again."

The lights go out for a few seconds and blacklights come out from underneath the ramp as strobelights go off in every direction. Loco by Coal Chamber begins to play as Rose comes out in a white bodysuit. She does a roundoff back handspring tuck and each time her hands and feet hit the ground, pyros go off as she enters the chamber and awaits in the ring as instructed by the referee.
"Fight Music" by D-12 plays as blue lights begin to flicker. Rammers steps out on the stage and heads to the chamber. He steps in pointing a finger at Rose who mouths off back to him.

Michael D - "I think Rammers still mad about losing to Rose a few weeks ago."

The arena suddenly goes dark as mysterious humming noises fill the arena. A drumset begins as ten blue lasers arranged equidistant around the WoWTron begin to gyrate around cutting arcs through what looks like dense fog. The distorted guitar begins as the lasers continue to cut and finally circle around to point directly at the curtain. Their foci swirl around and around the curtain until...

"I'm over it!"
"You see I'm falling in the vast abyss"
"Clouding my memories of the past"
"At last, I see"

The music pauses just then as an explosion of blue pyro ignites the stage in a superheated inferno. The music continues as the smoke clears and Ichabod stands there, head down, fists clenched down in front of him, but not looking 100 percent after the insane street fight earlier on.

"I hear it fading"
"I can't speak it, or else you will dig my grave"
"You feel it finding, always winding"
"Take my hand now, be alive!"

Ichabod throws his hands out as another blast erupts, this one three times that of the first. The entire set up engulfs him as fans gasp and yell. Before the fire can even clear, he steps out of the flames and onto the ramp, the lasers flashing off and on but following him, and blue screaming pyros flanking him as he limps to the ring holding his side.

"You see I cannot be forsaken"
"Because I'm not the only one"
"We walk amongst you feeding, raping"
"Must we hide from everyone?"

Ichabod stops at the apron long enough for the dim strobe lights to begin, slowly at first, then building in intensity. He climbs onto the apron and throws his arms out in a crucifix position as the lights come up. He is obviously showing signs of pain from his fight with Weltmeister.

Hank - "I think the nWo president is the heavy favourite in this match judging by the crowd reaction."

Michael D -"Popularity doesn't win you the title Hank. Especially when he's as beat up as he is."

KABOOM! Lights in the arena wink out, leaving the whole arena bathed in darkness. The WoW-tron flickers to life to "Seasons in the Abyss" by Slayer, and we slowly move forward through pouring rain, zooming in on the grainy image of a decrepit old house, rotting in the middle of this forest of dead trees. Flames explode across the screen, burning the rainy image away, leaving only blackness. The monitor flickers violently, flashing vivid images of mangled bodies, roaring flames, and if we look closely...amidst the torrent of disturbing imagry, we can see glimpses of a battle. A huge battle. There are men all over the place, fighting amongt themselves, fighting, fighting and fighting...and amidst the horrifying images of what may very well be Hell itself, we almost recognize a face amidst the battle. One man, beating beaten, battered, torn apart by an angry mob, and thrown into the ring, to his certain doom. And then, as sudden as it started, the flickering stops.
Blackness grips the screen as two burning embers slowly fade in, giving off just the faint hinted outline of an old man, staring out at the world with a twisted sneer. WHOOSH! Pyro explodes up from the ringposts, and two snaking trails of flame race up the ramp...KABOOM! A huge flash of flame erupts from the stage, and somewhere in the distance thunder rumbles, ominously. Damien Brimstone steps out onto the stage, his eyes a dull faded yellow. He glares down at the chamber with an evil snarl, and slowly makes his way to the ring and steps inside. He stares out at the crowd.

Hank - "Well, that's four. We have one more competitor but it's been very quiet all week on who it is."

The arena fades purple as bubbling noises can be heard. The fans begin to boo as Prof. Zandor himself emerges. He smiles and motions for a title around his waist as he heads to the chamber. He slides in with the others and begins laughing and pointing.

Hank - "WHAT? Prof. Zandor is the other competitor?? Prez Darren vowed he wouldn't sign Zandor to a WoW contract. I'm confused."

Just then, "My Way" by Limp Bizkit plays as Prez Darren himself steps out carrying a steel breifcase. He makes his way to the ring and asks for a mic as he stands outside of the Elimination Chamber as the lock the doors.

Prez Darren - "I know, I know. I said I wouldn't have anything to do with Prof. Zandor in the WoW but we kind of struck a little deal. You see, I've got the WoW Championship inside this breifcase awaiting someones waist. I granted Prof. Zandor the chance, and a WoW contract for helping me out a few "modifications" to the chamber you are all standing in. You see, this is no normal Elimination Chamber like other federations have used. This is a WoW Elimination Chamber and it works quite a bit differently..."

Hank - "Differently?? What the heck is he talking about?"

Prez Darren - "You see, instead of 3 of you starting inside the chambers, ALL OF YOU will be starting in the match at once! In this match, there are NO PINFALLS, NO COUNTOUTS and NO DISQUALIFICATIONS. The only way to win the match, is to be the last person NOT locked inside one of these unbreakable chambers. Oh, and the kicker here is....once you are locked inside a chamber, it triggers a special release switch. What does it release you ask?? GAS! If you get locked in a chamber, it will begin to fill with gas which will render the competitor unconcious and eliminated! RING THE BELL!!"

Hank - "I don't believe this!! Gas Chambers?? Prez Darren has gone to far."

Michael D - "Now you know why he's known as one of the most inovative men in this business."

The bell rings. Prof. Zandor continues to laugh and point realizing he's responsible for these gas chambers. He quickly stops laughing when he realizes all his opponents are standing in front of him and don't look to happy. Like a pack of wolves they lunge at Zandor, punching and kicking and stomping. Zandor trys to block as many of them as they can but there are too many of them. Ichabod motions for them to all back off. He picks Zandor up and hits him with a "B!tch Thump" before tossing him into one of the glass chambers. All the others work together and slide the door shut and locked. Prof. Zandor begins to panic as green smoke begins to fill the chamber. He screams from inside the chamber but no one can hear him. The gas engulfs him making him collapse to the floor of the chamber, unconcious.

Michael D - "Well, the chamber works. Good job Zandor!"

Without warning, Brimstone clobbers Ichabod from behind, smashing him into the chamber containing Zandor. The glass is tough and strong and doesn't budge. At the same time, Rammer grabs Rose and tosses her over the top rope making her land hard on the steel at the ring level. Brimstone whips Ichabod into the ropes and attempts a clothesline but he ducks. As Ichabod charges towards the ropes on the other side of the ring he comes up behind Rammer and clotheslines him over the top rope and next to Rose on the hard steel. He grabs a hold of the rope and slingshots himself over the top splashing both of them at the same time on the steel flooring. Ichabod gets up but gets nailed by a flying dropkick from the top rope by Brimstone, sending him against the chained wall. Brimstone grabs Ichabod by the face and begins to rake it across the steel of the chains.

Hank - "I still have no idea how Ichabod can be out here competing after that street fight with Weltmeister."

Rose gets to her feet along with Rammer. She tosses him back into the ring and follows. She kicks him in the gut and hits him with a swinging DDT. She gets up and points to an empty chamber pulling him up with the other hand. She tosses him inside and begins to close the door but he grabs the sliding door stopping it from closing. He keeps it open enough to gouge her in the eyes making her let go of the door. She stumbles back blinded. Rammer begins to mouth her off to the point he doesn't see Brimstone come from his right and boot him in the face. He falls back into the chamber and lands hard on the steel. Brimstones eyes begin to glow red as the chamber door begins to slide closed....without anyone physically closing it!! The door closes shut before Rammer can do anything. Brimstones eyes stop glowing as the chamber fills with green gas knocking Rammer out cold and eliminating him.

Hank - "Did you see that??? How does he do that?? None the less...Rammer has been eliminated!"

The crowd begins to stir as the Enforcer can be seen making his way out from the back with his new Brutality Title. He walks around the chamber and has a seat at the announce table with Hank and Michael D, popping on a head set.

Hank - "Enforcer, what are you doing here? I hope you don't plan to try and interfere in this match. Strict rules have been placed about interference in this match as well as the nWo Championship match."

Enforcer - "Don't worry Hank, I'm not planning to get involved. I have "other" interests in this match."

Hank - "Care to elaborate?"

Enforcer - "Not really, just watch the match Hank."

Back inside the Elimination Chamber, Brimstone is working on both Rose and Ichabod. He's taken control of the match. He grabs Ichabod and pulls him to his feet. Brimstones eyes begin to glow red again but before he can do anything, Ichabod kicks him between the legs and picks him up over his head and throws him completely across the chamber, over the top rope and against the steel chained wall! The camera's show the Enforcer lean foward and raise an eyebrow at this.

Michael D - "What the hell?? How is that humanly possible?"

Ichabod begins to laugh to himself as he tries to get his composure back but Rose steps up behind him and bulldogs him to the mat. The crowd goes nuts as Rose begins to taunt him. Ichabod slowly gets up. She sees her opening and hits him with a superkick to the jaw, knocking him over the top rope and to the steel floor, out cold. Rose follows and drags him to an empty chamber and places him inside. She grabs a hold of the door and begins to slide it shut when Brimstone grabs her around the throat and lifts her up in the air. He slams her against a chained wall of the chamber. She struggles to get free as Brimstones eyes begin to glow red once again. A bright light begins to shine from the hand around her throat. Enforcer looks like he's about to say something and catches himself. Rose struggles and only finds one way out. She digs her fingernails into the eyes of Brimstone! Brimstone yells and drops her. Rose hits him with a diamond cutter and drags him to the other empty chamber. She places him inside and begins to close the door when Brimstones comes alive and grabs a hold of the door. She struggles with him to try and move the door. The power of Brimstone is too much as it begins to slide back open when all of a suddon Ichabod steps in beside Rose. He kicks Brimstones fingers on the edge of the door. Brimstone falls back into the chamber as Rose and Ichabod slide the door closed together. The door locks and the chamber begins to fill with the green gas. As the green gas fills the chamber all that can be seen are the glowing red eyes of Brimstone....then they fade out as he crumples to the floor, unconcious.

Hank - "What team work by Rose and Ichabod! Brimstones been eliminated! That was creepy!"

Enforcer - "Creepy indeed."

Rose and Ichabod step back into the ring and stare at eachother. Rose smiles and Ichabod and says "thank you". Ichabod begins to smile back. She winks at him and holds out her arms.

Hank - "These two have a long past together. Looks like they may be back on the same page."

A hurt Ichabod goes to embrace her. They hug in the middle of the ring as the crowd begins to cheer. Just then, Rose knees Ichabod in the groin and hits him with a rocker dropper.

Michael D - "She suckerd him in! I love it!!"

Rose pulls Ichabod up and tosses him over the ropes next to the last empty chamber. She follows and kicks him repeatedly and drags him into the chamber. She goes for the door when Ichabod kicks her in the stomach. He grabs her ankles and makes her fall onto her back. He then slingshots her inside the chamber hitting the inside of the glass chamber face first. She crumples to the ground. Ichabod crawls out of the chamber leaving her inside. He reaches for the door and begins to slide it shut.

Hank - "We have a NEW WoW Champion!"

Before Ichabod gets the door shut. Rose risks injury and sticks her leg in the way. The glass door smashes against her leg but stays open. She screams in pain but gets between the door and the chamber. She struggles out and falls next to Ichabod who couldn't keep her contained. Ichabod curses and pulls her up. He tosses her back into the ring. She falls holding onto her leg. Ichabod then climbs to the top of the chamber. He looks down at an unsuspecting Rose and leaps off with an elbow drop right onto her injured leg. Rose screams in pain. Ichabod picks her up over his shoulder and dumps her over the ropes next to the chamber once again. Ichabod points down at Prez Darren watching on in anger. Ichabod motions for a belt around his waist. He pulls Rose up and gives her a "B!tch Thump" knocking her into the chamber. Ichabod grabs the door and pulls it shut. A click is heard as the chamber begins to fill with the green gas and knocks Rose out. The bell rings and Ichabods music hits. The ring announcer announces him as the NEW WoW Champion! Prez Darren stares on in dis-belief as he must now present his enemy with the WoW Championship title within his breifcase.

Hank - "What an unbelieveable match! Only the WoW can present something like this! Congratulation go out to Ichabod who is now the WoW Champion."

Enforcer - "Interesting to say the least."

Officials open the chamber door and Prez Darren steps in. He approaches Ichabod, obviously unhappy about presenting him the title. Ichabod, smiles, although in pain that he has acheived his goal. Prez Darren turns the breifcase to open in front of Ichabod. He opens it. Ichabod stares into the case and his smile drops. He looks at Darren and gets upset. Prez Darren can't understand why but does when he looks in the breifcase himself to find it....EMPTY! Prez Darren looks confused, and Ichabod is about to explode in rage on Darren when "X Gon Give It To Ya" hits the sound system. The crowd is in shock as Triple X emerges with the WoW Championship on his shoulder and a microphone in hand he begins to walk down the ramp and stops outside of the elimination chamber, smirking at Ichabod.

Triple X - "Back when I was a wee icon. Great grandpappy X taught me an important lesson. Nothing in this world comes easy. You chumps threw together this little elimination chamber match for the WoW title... MY title. Now I'll be the first to admit, it was one hell of a match. But again, this is MY damn title. It seems to me that since no one could take it from me in WoW you potato heads thought you could snatch it up while I wasn't looking. Nothing.. in this world.. comes easy. Not that easy. I worked my elite ass off for that title. I won that belt in a grueling match against.. uh.. The Cornerstone forgets, but I guess once you beat one chump you've beat em all."

Ichabod looks outraged and gets tossed a mic. He looks down at Triple X and points.

Ichabod - "Who the hell do you think you are? You can't just show up and take back what doesn't even belong to you anymore. You're not even supposed to be here. Sweet Cheapshots retired you months ago!"

Triple X - "Ichabod you're exactly right. Darren needed a kick start to his new federation so The Cornerstone and Sweet Cheapshots battled it out in a retirement match, and I was banned from ever wrestling in the nWo again. I knew the risks envolved in that match. I knew there was a chance I'd never wrestle for this organization again, but Darren's aways been there for the Cornerstone so I did whatever I could to help him out. Even if it meant never wrestling here again. And you know what. Darren's a stand up guy.. he knows how to return a favor.. hell he's canadian...and well...this ISN'T the nWo!"

X places the title belt on the ring apron and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a folded up piece of paper. He opens it up and in bold letters it reads WoW Contract. Ichabod steps back growing angrier by the second. He looks over at Darren who is now laughing as if he knew this was going to happen all along.

Triple X - "Thats right my southern fried friend. The Cornerstone has found a loop hole. And I couldn't have done it with out you Darren."

By now, Prez Darren has left the ring and is next to Triple X. The two men shake hands when suddenly the lights slowly dim as blue strobe lights flicker througout the arena. "Stillborn" by Black Label Society begins to play as smoke rises from the WoWTron. From there, B-Pac emerges at the top of the ramp! The crowd goes crazy! B-Pac has a mic in hand and points down at Triple X.

B-Pac - "Long time, no see, X. I'm sure you're more thrilled than I am. Did you think it was safe to come back since I was no longer around? You thought wrong. I've always been around... just not in plain view. You see, there was no hope for nWo so there was no need for me to be a part of that... I didn't just leave the nWo, I left the nWo for WoW! I went back to my roots. You see, WoW is the future. It always has been. It was only a matter of time before things started to pick up and since they have, I figured this would be the perfect time to make my precense felt. You made a big mistake, X. You're sticking your head in my spotlight. You're trying to feed off of my glory again. That was a bad move. The WoW title isn't yours. You are a thief. You never deserved that title or even a shot at it. Your best bet is to get your ass away from that ring, walk up this ramp, bow before me, and stay the hell out of my way. Seeing as how I know your ignorance won't allow you to do such a sensible thing, I'm more than ready to use force... but not tonight. You're not the only one who signed a WoW contract."

B-Pac reaches inside his jacket and pulls out a paper with "WoW Contract" on the top of it as well. He smiles as he looks down at Triple X arguing with Prez Darren. Prez Darren tries to explain he didn't plan for it to work out like this. The fans begin to cheer and chant "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!".

B-Pac - "Oh, don't worry. I know you all deserve to see me beat Triple X's ass one more time but I'm a fair man and obviously he is in terrible physical condition. Didn't you bother training any while you were away, X? You knew good and well that you were coming back to WoW and NOTHING is easy in WoW. Nothing comes without a fight. I'm sure you knew something was going to happen... but you didn't expect it to be me, did you? Well, X, I'm here... and you can't run now. So face up to it and get ready because I'm going to beat you like you've never been beaten before. I am going to take that WoW Championship, even if I have to go through you to get it!"

B-Pacs music hits and he raises his hands in the air before going backstage. Triple X, outraged begins to follow with Prez Darren still trying to convince him he didn't expect this. They exit leaving Ichabod in the ring. Ichabod spots the WoW Championship still on the canvass of the ring and picks it up, knowing that he is now the main target in the WoW. He raises the title in the air as his music hits once again. He now begins to celebrate his title win. Officials are opening the chambers up and helping those exposed to the gas back to the ring. When they open the chamber containing Brimstone, they find that it is empty! Enforcer, who was getting up to leave, stops and stares at the empty chamber before walking toward the back. The crew prepeares the ring for the nWo Championship match between Weltmeister and nWo Champion, Christian Wright.

The lights in the arena suddenly turn off as the fans sit in darkness for a few seconds. With a large bang, all four ring posts explode in sparks and a flashes. The theme from "Terminator" plays as the arena lights turn back on to a bright red as Weltmeister and his manager, Kurt Sharp, walk out from the back. Weltmeister is led to the ring by Kurt and steps over the top rope before climbing to the second rope and flexing his giagantic arms before the crowd.

Michael D.- Weltmeister doesn't quite look up to speed after that hellacious street fight with Ichabod!

- 'Cocky' hits as Christian Wright walks out, Bohemoth close behind him. Wright does a little 'Flair strut', and gives the crowd a 'WHOO!' as Bohemoth behind him points to Wright. The two walk down the aisle, as Wright seems totally focused on Weltmeister, walking over to top side of the ring, and leaping to the apron. Grabbing hold of the ropes, Wright leaps into the ring and raises his arms and the nWo Championship to cheers from the crowd, still keeping his focus on Russian.

Hank- The history behind that championship isn't pretty, Mike.

Michael D.- You're right, of the seven nWo Champions we've seen, only two have defended successfully, and each only once. Can Christian Wright join their ranks tonight?

Hank- Better yet, can he break the stigma of the belt?

Wright runs at Weltmeister and nails him with a flying clothesline, and this match is on! Wright tucks and roll up into a corner, where he leaps onto the second turnbuckle and leaps backward looking for an Asai moonsault, but Weltmeister is to his feet! Weltmeister on the offense now with a flying choketoss! Christian Wright hits the ropes hard and flips over to the mat below.

Michael D.-While we watch, remember Ichabod has promised horribly cruel torture for anyone who interferes in this match, Hank.

Hank- How will that affect Sharp and Bohemoth... Sharp, who's presence at ringside is familiar but odd to say the least!

Weltmeister takes a moment to regain his breath, having already been mostly worn down by Ichabod earlier in the show. Before long, Weltmeister runs to the edge and launches himself in a vaulting body press onto Christian Wright, crushing him beneath his monstrous hulk. Weltmeister gets up and grabs Wright by the back of the head, lifting up into an Irish Whip into the ring steps. The steps collapse almost all over Bohemoth, who backs off yelling threats to Weltmeister. Welty growls in contempt and goes after Bohemoth, but Kurt Sharp runs over and throws his hands up in front of Weltmeister, trying to communicate to him that getting into it with Bohemoth could cost him the match.

Michael D.- Its not going to be easy dealing with Weltmeister now that he's the old raging monster again.

In all this, Christian Wright has gotten up. He reaches for his championship belt, noticing that the ref is trying to send Kurt and Bo away from the competitors. He sees his chance and clocks Weltmeister with the belt, knocking him off his feet. Bo backs of laughing while Sharp yells at the ref for missing the foreign object. Wright has already dropped it and spins Welty around for a spinning neckbreaker. He rolls Weltmeister back in the ring and goes for the pin 1..2.. no! The giant lifts Wright off him and bench presses him into the air while standing! Weltmeister has Wright up in the air above his head and gorilla presses him to the other side of the ring.

Hank- Weltmeister with an incredible display of power!

Michael D.- He had his Wheaties this morning!

Hank- Don't you dare start that again.

Weltmeister bounces the ropes and runs toward Wright, but Wright comes up with a viscious low blow! Weltmeister crumples into Christian Wright's arms, who attempts a scoop slam, but he can't get the Russian supersoldier up! He tries again... again... again..., no give! Wright gives up and runs up the turnbuckle for a tornado ddt! Weltmeister is down, but not for long! Up to his feet and he and Wright lock up old fashioned... they struggle for a moment, until Weltmeister locks in a side headlock. He runs toward the turnbuckle and slams Christian Wright's head into it! They stumble back, and Weltmeister runs again, but Wright gets his feet up and turns it into a backflip into a reverse ddt!

Hank- Christian Wright has amazing agility over this manmade monster!

Wright drags Weltmeister into a sitting position against the turnbuckle, goes across the ring, then runs back with a bronco buster! He runs across the ring again, returning with a helluva kick to Welty's mask! Wright grabs Weltmeister and signals for the Call of Nature!

Mike D.- If he nails this, I'll eat my mic.

Christian Wright has Weltmeister halfway up... two thirds of the way up... almost there... Weltmeister brings Wright down into a ddt position!! He lifts him up for a one handed dirty powerbomb as the crowd pops for Weltmeister, possibly the first time ever. He goes for the pin.

Hank- This is it, we have a new nWo Champion...