Hank- Here we are, what is going to be one of the biggest nights in professional wrestling has started with a bang. Welcome ladies and gentlemen to nWo's Target Locked!

Mike D.- Before we get to our first match, I've had word that someone special has asked to speak tonight, and in a message directly from him The prez is in jail, and there's no one to stop me! He should be arriving any min-

The crowd stands as X by Xzibit unexpectingly hits the PA. Triple X emerges from the curtains wearing a baby blue jogging suit, white tennis shoes, white framed sunglasses, and a huge arrogant smile. He makes his way to the ring and climbs through the ropes. After signaling for the crowd to quiet down, he takes the mic and begins to speak.

Triple X - Well well, X'n well Look whos back in the nWo!

The crowd erupts once more and quickly settles down as X continues

Triple X - The Cornerstone has had plently of retirement time to sit around, and think about how much I miss this sport. Sure Funk-E chickens kept me busy, but Terry Funk just hasn't been the same since Cheapshots freed his chicken lady..

X pauses for mixed reactions, and cuts a half way smile

Triple X - Speaking of Cheapshots, well it looks like he's finally getting a little respect. The Cornerstone wishes him luck tonight, and blah blah blah

X pauses once more for mixed reactions, he raises the mic and continues

Triple X - Enough about that chump, I'm here for more important reasons. Tonight, I officially come out of retirement. The Cornerstone is back in the nWo, but this time I'll be....

Before X can finish, Run Like Hell rings out over the arena. Cheapy comes half way down the ramp with a mic in his hand

Sweet Cheapshots - Whoa , hold on there buddy. Now as much as I, and surely everyone else would love to see you return for the thousandth time.. Who can forget the uh.. RETIREMENT match that you LOST to me. We don't just throw together gimmick matches like some other companys might do for ratings, when nWo says retirement match, there's no suprise returns. I'm sorry X, but if I have anything to do with it you will NEVER wrestle in the nWo again!

Boos fill the air. X breaks away from his shocked expression, and raises the mic

Triple X - Who said I was wrestling?

Just then two unknown men both in jeans and sleeveless tee shirts jump the railings and pummel Sweet Cheapshots to the floor. As they unleash a beating on Cheapshots, X continues2

Triple X - The Cornerstone has invested in two young athletes I scouted from the indys around Dothan, Alabama. nWo, let me introduce you to the Triple X Effect!

The two men stand over Cheapshots with their arms raised. Triple X drops his mic laughing and escorts the two young men to the backstage area. Cheapshots shakes it off and then stomps backstage.

Hank- Triple X is back as a manager!!

Michael D.- What will this mean for Cheapshots and the Elite?!

Hank - Our first match of the night will be that of carnage, destruction and mayhem, and if you haven't guessed it, it's Brutality Rules!

Michael D - Not only is it for the Brutality Title Hank, but it's also up for the TV title as well.

Hank - Very true, it's first fall TV title, and the second fall is for the Brutality Title!

The Way I Am by Eminem plays throughout the arena. When Black Scorpion comes out of the curtain. He looks around the arena slowly, then starts to walk slowly down the ramp, fans are reaching for him to slap their hands but he ignores them. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope and spins around slowly looking around the arena at the fans. He climbs on each ring post, giving the finger to the crowd yet the crowd cheers throughout the entire thing.

Hank - Black Scorpion almost got a victory last week, but couldn't quite work it out, this week he wants some gold!

'Cocky' by Kid Rock hits and the 'REAL Nature Boy' Christian Wright walks down the aisle cockily with his bodyguard Bohemoth by his side. Christian struts down the aisle as he makes his way to the ring. Christian slides in and poses on the middle turnbuckle as Bohemoth stands looking menacingly beside him, arms folded. Wright leaps down and pats Bohemoth on the back before doing a little Flair strut.

Michael D - Christian Brutalvision Wright as he calls himself, has really been on a roll as of late, especially after defeating Brian Graves two weeks back for the TV Title!

Both men are in the ring circling when from out of nowhere Jugernaut slides in the ring and takes out both men with double clotheslines! Jugernaut picks up Christian Wright and boots him in the gut and slams him down hard with a powerbomb! He goes for the quick cover but Scorpion breaks up the count! Scorpion picks up Jugs and whips him off the ropes and catches him with a stiff clothesline but it doesn't knock him down! He bounces off the ropes and hits another but nothing! Scorpion can't believe it! He bounces off the ropes again but this time Jugs catches him with a big boot sending him tumbling down.

Michael D - He came out of nowhere! I didn't even see Jugs enter! He must have come through the crowd

Jugs picks up Scorpion and connects with some hard rights and sends him into the corner. He starts going with hard lefts and rights when suddenly his arm is grabbed from behind! Jugernaut turns around and is hit with a hard right hand from Wright and then grabbed and whipped off the ropes. Jugs swings a violent right hand but Wright ducks it and hits him with a side heal kick! Wright bounces off the ropes and hits a running knee to the throat of Jugs. He goes for the cover but Jugs kicks out at one. Wright grabs the big man and lifts him up and drags him to the corner and starts hitting him with hard chops across the chest. Jugs then reverses it and starts hitting Wright with chops! Suddenly from behind, Scorpion charges and splashes into both men forcing them to slam into the turnbuckle! Jugs stumbles out and Scorpion hits him with a neckbreaker! He goes for the cover but Jugs kicks out! Scorpion stands up and goes over to Wright and lifts him up on the top turnbuckle. He starts beating him with rights and left hands and climbs to the top with him!

Michael D - Jugernaut is lying on the mat right where he's about to superplex him!

Hank - He wouldn't!

Scorpion grabs the collar of Wright and lifts him up, superplexing him on top of Jugernaut at the bottom! The fans go insane! All three men are laid out in the middle of the ring as the ref initiates his count! After about a 6 second count, Scorpion sets himself up and grabs Wright and tosses him over the top rope. He slides outside and grabs him from behind and charges him, ramming him into the fan barricade. Wright falls down wincing in pain as Scorpion starts going to work on his mid-section. Suddenly in the ring, Jugs sets up and glares towards Scorpion and Wright. He stands up and slides out of the ring and grabs a chair from under it. He revs back and BOOM! He slams the chair against the back of Scorpion sending him down to his knees. He lifts it back up and CRASH! Comes down hard on his back once more sending him flat against the mat. Jugernaut raises the chair and turns to Wright who scrambles inside the ring.

Michael D - I don't think Wright wants anything to do with Jugs!

Hank - Either that, or he's being very smart about this

Jugernaut slides in the ring chair in hand. As he gets in, Wright gives him a few kicks to the head and Jugernaut drops the chair. Wright grabs the chair and swings at Jugs who rolls out of the way. He swings again but Jugernaut catches the chair! Wright can't believe it, but instead swings his foot around and plants him with a heal kick against the chair back in Jugernaut's face! Jugernaut falls hard to the mat as Wright makes the cover! The ref counts and gets the three!

Michael D - Wright retains the Television Title! Now can he successfully defend his Brutality Title!

Hank - I don't know, Scorpion is getting up on the outside!

Wright tells the ref to get back down and count it again. He gets down to a two count but Black Scorpion grabs the ref's legs and pulls him out of the ring. He slides in and Wright grabs him and starts hitting him with rights and lefts! Wright whips him off the ropes but Scorpion spears him straight down! Scorpion slides out of the ring and walks towards the corner. He goes under the ring and digs for a second and then pulls out a sledgehammer and a kendo stick! He slides both in the ring and rolls inside. Jugernaut is just getting up as Scorpion and Wright lock up in the center. Wright grabs him from behind in a waist lock when Scorpion lifts up his leg and hits a low blow! Scorpion turns around and lifts him up, powerbombing him hard to the mat. He goes for the cover when Jugs lifts him up and tosses him out of the ring! He reaches down and grabs Wright and lifts him up and hits him with a pump handle slam! He then throws him out of the ring as well and slides out with them. Jugernaut digs under the ring and pulls out a table! The crowd goes nuts!

Michael D - These guys are bringing it all out in this match!

Hank - This could get messy!

Jugernaut sets the table up on the outside and starts pounding on Wright. He lifts him up and sets him on the table and hits him with a few more rights. He then walks over and grabs Scorpion and floors him with a short arm clothesline. He walks towards the table and kicks Scorpion in the mid-section and then lifts him up high and powerbombs him through the table that Wright was on! There is total chaos! The fans love every minute of it as Jugs goes down to one knee. Wright and Scorpion are out of this as both men are motionless underneath a pile of broken wood.

Hank - What strength by Jugernaut to lift him up that high and powerbomb him through the table THROUGH Wright!

Michael D - That was just sickening. I love it!

Jugernaut pauses a minute and catches his breath knowing he's got some time to kill. He finally takes Scorpion off and tosses him aside and picks up Wright. He tosses him inside the ring and slowly stalks behind him. Wright uses the ropes to help himself up as Jugs holds his hand high in the air, signaling for the end to be near. When Wright gets up, he turns around and Jugernaut grabs him by the throat! Wright out of pure desperation knees him in the gut and bounces off the ropes but gets caught again! Once again he manages to get out of it and tries to go for that heal kick again, but this time Jugs catches his foot, spins him around and catches him by the throat, this time lifting him up and crashing him down with a sickening thud. The mat shakes and the echoes of flesh against mat rings throughout the arena's walls.

Hank - What a Chokeslam by Jugernaut!

Michael D - Even I felt that from over here!

Jugernaut drops to his knees and gives a sickening and sadistic smile. He reaches down and makes the cover. As the ref counts, out of the corner of the screen we see Black Scorpion on the top turnbuckle! He leaps off hitting a giant splash from the top on top of Jugernaut! Both men lay in a heap on top of Wright! The referee looks around and shakes his head and makes the count! One, Two, Three!

Hank - What? What the hell does this mean? Do we have a double Brutality Champion?

Michael D - That's a good question, both men had the cover! Who wins?

In the ring Scorpion, who was on top of the mini pig pile, notices that he won and grabs the title and slides out of the ring and hurries up the stage. Jugernaut, also realizing he won, sees Scorpion getting the hell out of dodge up the ramp. A snarl goes over his face as he slides out of the ring and stalks Scorpion who high-tails it out of there! The camera follows Scorpion backstage as he runs past camera crews, past his own locker room and past everybody as he sprints out into the parking lot! Scorpion runs and bags on the hood of a limousine and slides inside as the tires spin out and he hauls out. The camera then sees Jugernaut just arriving at the parking lot watching a speeding limo drive off. Jugs curses loudly as he grabs a random crate and smashes it on the ground!

Hank - Folks I don't know what to say, as of right now to my knowledge, we have a double Brutality Champion

Michael D - I guess so, we'll have to find out for sure later on, but that seems to be the case.

Hank - Okay Michael, this match is something I know I've been waiting for, we mentioned it last week, and here it is, The Island of Pain match between PKA and the Mystery Man!

Michael D - Do we have any idea who this is Hank? Cause I'm clueless!

Hank - I don't believe so

My Time blasts on the PA System as the camera quickly takes shot of the VideoTron as it shows the words 'Grade A' and then flashes and we see the letters 'PKA' flashing. It changes to shots of PKA wrestling at his fast pace, and the words continue to flash 'Grade A' --- 'PKA' continues to come up on the screen. PKA walks out from behind the curtain with his International Title around his waist, some white wrist tape, and some silver jeans. He walks down the ramp towards the ring. While doing so he grabs onto his left wrist tape and runs his hand on it, then doing the same thing with his left hand to his right wrist's tape. PKA stops at the end of the ramp in front of the ring looking out at the crowd, to the left, and right. He walks to the ring and gets on the apron, then climbing the turnbuckle and stopping on the second buckle, he raises his arms directly out at his sides in a crucifix stance. PKA drops his arms to his sides and looks out at the crowd once more, before leap frogging over the ropes and into the ring, and waits for his opponent.

Hank - Well PKA has been a fighting champion, and taking a match where you have no clue who the opponent is, that takes guts!

Hero by Chad Kroeger and Josey Scott plays as the fans boo. Ken Hero steps out and tons of fireworks go off after he leaves the ramp. The Hero walks down the ramp very cocky. He enters the ring where red, white, and blue lights shine on the ring. The Hero gets on the middle ropes and taunts the crowd.

Michael D - No Way! It's Ken Hero! YES! That man is my hero!

Hank - That figures

PKA and Ken Hero stand face to face. PKA finally looks up at his title and then at the ladder. While Ken Hero looks up PKA kicks him square in the stomach and drops him down with a DDT! PKA smiles a cocky smile and grabs Ken Hero and whips him into the corner and charges at him with a spear and knocks him for a loop. He then clotheslines him out of the ring landing on what looks to be a broken mirror! Ken Hero screams out in pain as PKA slides outside and lifts him up. He whips him hard into the side of the ring and grabs a large piece of glass, most likely from the mirror. He lifts it up and shatters it over the mans head breaking into a thousand pieces forcing a trickle of blood to begin dripping down his head

Michael D - This match just gets underway and already we are seeing blood! This is wicked!

PKA grabs Ken Hero and throws him into the ring. PKA then reaches down and grabs what looks to be a 2X4 wrapped in barbwire. He throws it in the ring and then reaches over and picks up a brown paper bag. He looks inside and gives a nasty smile as he slides in the ring and dumps the bag out revealing a bunch of thumbtacks! PKA goes to pick up the 2X4 with barbwire but it's missing! He looks up and BAM! He gets clocked in the head by Ken Hero! PKA is out like a light as blood starts running down his forehead and past his eyes. The Ken Hero slams the 2X4 down and throws his hands up. He walks over and picks up PKA and throws him into the corner of the ring. He sweeps the thumbtacks with his feet to the corner of the ring and sets PKA on the top rope!

Michael D - Is he going to superplex him right on the tacks?

Hank - We saw something similar to this earlier in the night, but this is just a little bit worse!

Ken Hero sets up PKA at the top and leaves him there. He goes underneath him and gets him ready to hit a running powerbomb into the tacks, but before he can take off PKA starts fighting back with right hands! Ken Hero starts getting woozy and then PKA flips him over with a hurricanranna right onto the tacks! Ken Hero screams out in pain as PKA slowly climbs to the top rope. He then gives a smile through his mask of blood and leaps off and jumps on the chest of Ken Hero pushing the tacks further into his back! PKA throws his hands up as he lets out a little laugh, but the screams from Ken Hero drowns him out. PKA then lifts him up and looks at his back and pretends to cringe, and then he sits him down hard with a reverse X-Factor pushing the tacks further!

Michael D - PKA has found a focal point and he's attacking hard!

Hank - That's the smartest thing he could do!

PKA slides outside the ring and maneuvers his way around all the goodies and grabs a steel chair. He then looks over and grabs a bunch of Razor Wire and brings them both in the ring. He sets up the chair in the corner and wraps the Razor Wire around the front end. He stalks over to Ken Hero and picks him up and whips him hard into the opposing turnbuckle from the chair. PKA then stands a safe distance behind him. Ken Hero stumbles out of the corner and turns around and PKA lifts him up with a huge flapjack and he lands right on the chair with Razor Wire! The fans let out a huge scream as Ken Hero rolls around in pain holding his face. PKA is almost in shock what he just did. He then turns that look of shock into a look of menace.

Michael D - Oh my god! I can't believe I just saw that! His face was just slammed into a steel chair! A Steel chair wrapped in Razor Wire!

Hank - I don't know what to say, I'm speechless, that was just sick!

PKA stares at Ken Hero and then back at the ladder and starts climbing, but mid-way up he stops himself and smiles. He hops off the ladder and slides outside the ring one more time. PKA grabs a giant mirror that somehow is still in one piece. He drags it into the ring and sets it up near the corner and walks over to the outside lifting up Ken Hero and throwing him back in the ring. PKA goes to grab him when Ken Hero hits a low blow! PKA drops to his knees when Ken Hero rolls back out of the ring to buy some time. Ken Hero rolls around and finds a chair and slides back in the ring. He turns around but before he can do anything drastic, the chair is superkicked right back in the face of Ken Hero! PKA gets an aggressive look on his face and drags Ken Hero to the corner of the ring and sets him up on the top rope. PKA climbs up with him and throws his hands up!

Michael D - He's not going to

Hank - There is no way

PKA sets him up and leaps off with a Super-P-Krusher and hits it ON THE MIRROR! The glass shatters everywhere, as Ken Hero is plastered through the glass! The fans are screaming at the top of their lungs and blood is everywhere! PKA rolls around in pain as he digs a piece of glass out of his thigh that went straight through his pants! Ken Hero is out cold as a fountain of blood drips down his face.

Hank - And he did it

PKA finally limps up and walks towards the ladder and slowly climbs up. He makes his way to the top and manages to get the title, which is wrapped in barbwire off the hook. He drops the title on the ground and hops off the ladder. He picks up his title and stands above Ken Hero but realizes that he's not getting up anytime soon. He helps Ken Hero up and leans him against the turnbuckle. He acts like he's going to walk about but turns around and slams the belt into the chest of Ken Hero knocking him down to the floor and the ref, who looks like he's about to vomit, calls for the bell!

Hank - Oh my god folks, you won't believe this unless you just witnessed it, but PKA manages, well I should say dominates this match and retains his International Championship.

Michael D - I think I'm going to be sick! PKA all but collapses in the ring, clutching his belt and trying to climb out. EMT's and other staff rush to the ring to help, some of them going to Ken Hero who is all but dead. The affix him to a stretcher and begin to roll him out. PKA walks to the ramp, barely able to hold his head up, and raises the belt in the air as the fans go insane for him. Most of them stand on their feet for a standing ovation. Suddenly, the PA blares I Did It by Dave Matthews Band, and someone steps out onto the ramp.

Hank- Oh my God! Its Carter Lambert!! Its the Desert Fox!! Holy Crap!!

Mike D.- I can't believe it, Hank! The WoW legend has returned!

Carter grins as the stretcher holding Ken Hero rolls by. PKA has just noticed Carter and turns to look at him, just in time to see Lambert place an envelope full of money on Ken Hero's chest!!! He turns to look at PKA and PKA can only look back and forth between Hero and Lambert. Lambert suddenly clotheslines PKA back onto the ramp!!

Michael D.- The Desert Fox has laid out PKA!

Hank- It was him paying off the attackers the whole time! We should have known the most famous billionaire in the world was behind it the whole time!

Lambert laughs and exits as the EMT's also try and assist PKA.

The scene goes backstage where Cheapshots sits holding a damp cloth to his head. He is surrounded by the beautiful Elite Bitches. There is a blonde, a brunette, a redhead, and a blackheaded girl.

Cheapshots- Damn that X. Comin in here screwing up my fun. I had this match in the bag.

Brunette Bitch- We can put him on your level... Rammer that is.

The Brunette Bitch winks at Cheapy... who grins back and nods back at her. She leaves the room.

The camera follows her down the hall to Rammer's locker room. She knocks on the door and Rammer opens it, obviously stunned by her beauty. He stutters for a moment, but she flings herself on him, covering his face with kisses. Rammer is obviously smitten, and he closes the door, and lift her up and carries her over to the chair. She reaches into her bag and pulls out some perfume.

Brunette Bitch- Do you like this scent?

She sprays it in Rammer's face, who takes a deep whiff of it and smiles. She kisses him on the nose as he begins to waver back and forth. His hand goes to his head as the Brunette bitch pushes him off and leaves the room. The camera goes back to ringside.

Mike D.- What'd that bitch do to Rammer!

Hank- It looks like she hit him with a mild sedative, Mike! Nonetheless, its time for the special satellite announcement from Ichabod!

The nWoTron lights up and takes us right inside the jail cell where Ichabod is standing behind bars. At the side of the camera, we see SAM/Angst with a rifle pointed at Ichabod.

Ichabod- First of all, SAM's got this thing on two-way, so I'll be watching the match live. I'm counting on you D. Secondly, as I know you'll be taking Necron to hell and back... in fact I called in a little insurance to make sure, wink wink... when I get back, everyone listen up, there's going to be a Tag Team Championship Tournament! So get your teams together, and see Brian Graves to officiate your team and secure a spot in the tourney. See ya in a week guys.

With that, SAM/Angst buts Ichabod in the face with the stock of the rifle, sending him back against the cot in the back of the cell. Ichabod just grins up at SAM with Malice in his eyes.

Mike D.- A tag team tournament! That's great! The belts will finally be decided.

Hank- Well, its time to find out if Ichabod will go free this week, Mike. The Body Bag Buried Alive match is next! As I hear, its Wicked D's specialty! The first person to place his opponent in a bodybag and bury him is the winner!

Wicked D comes out with no lights and no music at all. This is very odd, but he stalks directly to the ring with an intense look in his face. He steps in and doesn't even acknowledge the fans. He stands there staring at the ramp with his fists clenching and unclenching.

Hank- I don't like the way Wicked D looks tonight, Mike. He's all seriousness.

A bell rings out echoing across the darkened arena. The Birth of Tragedy roars to life from the nWo tron showing grainy highlights of Necron's dire accomplishments. A single spotlight shines down as the monster steps out onto the stage, smoking a cigarette. He glares silently out at the crowd with a disdainful sneer. He stalks down to the ring and Wicked D immediately leaps over the ropes and does a diving clothesline. Necron is up in a second, grabbing a handful of D's dreads. He slings D into the security barrier, but D leaps atop it and moonsaults. Necron catches him and plants him with a pile driver.

Mike- Looks like a good start for both of these scary scary men.

Necron plants a few stomps into the head of D. He drags him up and slams his head against the apron. D is able to come back with an elbow smash to Necron's face. He spins around with a tornado kick, knocking Necron on his ass. D grabs the steel stairs and drops them as hard as he can on Necron's left knee. Necron kicks in pain as D continues to take it to him with the steps. Wicked finally tosses them aside and looks under the ring, pulling out the bodybag. It has a large 13 printed in white. He points at the number and points down at Necron. Necron shoots up suddenly with a forearm hooking Wicked D in the groin. Wicked D crumples.

Hank- Its hard to keep a... man... like Necron on his back.

Necron grabs the bodybag and twists it into a rope of sorts. He wraps it around D's neck and jerks upward, choking him so hard that he lifts him to his feet. D struggles with the bag as Necron lifts higher and higher. The huge monster bends backward in an effort to pull D from his feet. Wicked D's feet finally leave the floor by about six inches as he struggles with all his strength. Finally, D mule kicks Necron right in the breadbasket, forcing him to drop the bag.

Mike- Amazing strength from Necron. Hey Hank... what do you think Ichabod meant by insurance?

Hank- No idea Mike.

Necron backs off as Wicked D feels along his neck lightly where bruises are already coming up. Necron stalks up to the fallen D, who spins around throwing some white powder into Necron's eyes. Necron falls back rubbing his eyes as Wicked D leaps at him for a big splash.

Mike D.- Powder in the eyes! I haven't seen that trick in ages!

D goes under the ring again and brings out a ladder. He uses it to bash Necron, busting him open. The black bile-like blood seeps out over his right temple. D smashes a couple of more times for good measure, then opens the ladder. He grabs Necron's left leg again and sandwiches it between the two sides of the ladder. He goes up on the apron, then climbs the turnbuckles. He flies off, landing with a massive somersault onto the ladder!

Wicked D reels for a minute as Necron favors his left leg. Necron is able to get up though, and a fan tries to interfere with him. Necron grabs the fan and jerks him over the security barrier. He lifts him up and pancakes him onto D. The fan looks dazed, and Necron quickly kicks him aside. He grabs D by the dreadlocks again and drags him to the body bag. He gets it just about over his head, but Wicked sits out and spins around to sweep Necron in his weakened left leg. Necron falls, hitting his head on the other set of ring steps.

Hank- For the first time since I first saw Necron, I can say, look, Necron is dazed!!

Wicked is quickly to his feet, capitalizing on the fallen Harvester. He lifts up the left leg again, and drops an elbow right onto it. Necron starts in actual pain as Wicked does it again and again, weakening the left leg as well as he can. He picks Necron up and slides him into the ring, only to grab that left leg yet again, wrapping it around the ringpost.

Mike D.- Necron finally makes it inside the ring!!

Now Wicked D grabs both of Necron's legs and falls backward, dragging his groin against the turnbuckle. Wicked D gets up and leaps up onto the apron, then the top turnbuckle. He leaps off, just as Necron is sitting up. Unlucky for D, he lands with his abdomen on the top of the Demon's head!! Wicked crumples and falls over on his back. Necron stands up a little shakily, and bounces off the ropes. He flies back toward D and does a quick senton splash! Necron slides out of the ring and glances around. Not finding the bag he is looking for, he goes under the ring again, and pulls out another bodybag!! But D has rolled out the other side of the ring and has the first bodybag in his hands. The two crazy men rush at each other around the ring, still holding their bags. Necron drops his just in time and hits the floor for a monkey flip, right into a row of folding chairs!

Hank- Now D is the one who is busted open!

Necron picks the bag up again and stalks Wicked D once more. But just as he gets to the pile of chairs, Wicked D leaps up from them, a chair in one hand, and the 13 bodybag in the other! He nails Necron right in the face with the chair! Necron goes falling back, but rolls to his feet a bit stunned. D goes to put the bag over his head, gets it down past his shoulders, and Necron reaches out and grabs D around the throat. He slips his bag over Wicked D's head.

Michael D.- This would be comical if it weren't so sick.

Both men stop long enough to struggle with the bags over their heads, and there is a bit of a rustle in the crowd. A flash of slightly pale skin, and Chandra Desdemona herself flies over the security rail with a barb taser in hand. She fires it and crouches out of harms way as the barbs bury themselves into Necron's chest. She lets loose the white fire and it charges God knows how many volts straight to Necron's black heart. He falls back as smoke curls from his skin in various places.

Hank- Chandra Desdemona! Chandra Desdemona!

Michael D.- Suddenly I feel very happy in my pants, Hank.

Wicked D gets the bag off and sees Chandra sitting there with a grin on her face. He smiles in triumph and rushes over the Necron, pulling the bag the rest of the way over his limp body. Wicked zips the bag up and hoists the giant of a being onto his shoulders. He gets right over the pit, and the bag starts to move!

Hank- He's still alive in there! How in God's name?!

D looks at the bag in horror for a moment, and then drops it in the hole. He rushes to the nose of the bomber and pulls a latch. The nose opens and tons of earth pour out of the plane into the hole. The bell rings slowly declaring Wicked D the winner!

Mike D.- Wicked D has done it! He's buried his thirteenth victim!

Hank- But how will Ichabod be freed now?

Mike D.- Isn't it obvious? Wicked D and Chandra are going to go after their friend themselves!

Chandra helps Wicked D backstage as officials clean the mess around the ring up.

Hank- I don't know how we can possibly top this spectacle we've seen so far tonight, Mike. But we still have two more matches to go!

Michael D.- Look at what's hovering over the ring, Hank!

Hank- My Lord, Mike...this thing's huge!

Michael D- No kidding Hank! When BG said he wanted a tower...he meant it!< /i>

The massive structure looms over the ring, a literal tower. The bottom cell is a steel cage, sitting atop that steel cage is a plexiglass cell, and atop that, a small cell, just big enough for maybe 3 men. And there, hanging from the very ceiling of the arena itself, is an nWo contract. First to reach it claims the highly valued number one contendership for the nWo World Title. To reach each new floor of the tower, the competitors must setup and climb a ladder, making a small leap of faith up onto the opening in the floor of each cell. But to make things more interesting, weapons have been scattered aropund inside each cage. Folding chairs, bastball bats, tables, and likely other, unexpected suprises. Special Delivery is heard throughout the arena as the begining intro plays...the softer music is starting to get louder when a few beats hit in and blue pyros shoot down from the top of the rafters leaving only a small gap for The Extreme Legend Brian Graves to walk through...then the beats really kick in and the song blares throughout. Brian walks in between the pryos as the fans start booing like crazy. Brian has a cocky grin on his face as he slides down into the ring and goes to the top left turnbuckle and flashes The Shocker to the crowd and hops down and smirks at the crowd as he awaits his opponent.

Hank- Brian looks damn ready for this Mike.

Michael D- He isn't the only one, Hank.

Walk by Pantera begins to play throughout the arena as the crowd all jump to their feet. Fans chant the lines to the famous song as Dick Gazinya steps out from behind the curtain in full wrestling attire to a wall of sparks. He raises his arms as he soaks up the crowd reaction then heads down the rampway. Dick swings some loose punches to loosen up as he looks out into the audience for fans holding his foam Dick-Heads and Dick Gazinya signs. He slides into the ring and salutes the crowd from all four turnbuckles before his music begins to cut out. From backstage, the LDE push out a casket, trying to fight back a few sniffles and tears. Dick picks up the microphone, looks up to the casket.

I'm dedicating this match to you Nester! I know you'd want to be here at ringside when I take this Dick munc--

Dick's tribute is quickly cut off as Brian rushes in, connecting with a flying forearm that sends Dick quickly to the mat, and back up in a hurry. The ring attendant calls for the bell, and history is now in the making. Brian attempts to execute a hip toos, but Dick counters with a hip toss of his own. Gazinya grabs up a chair, and slams it down across the back of BG, who was almost to his feet. Gazinya tosses the chair aside, dashes across the ring and up onto the turnbuckle. Brian staggers to his feet, Dick leaps off with a flying clothesline, but Brian leaps up, planting Dick in midair with a standing dropkick. Graves drags Dick to his feet, whipping him to the ropes. Brian charges, spearing into Dick and the two smack right itno the wall of the cage, rattling the entire structure. The two quickly are back to their feet, trading off hellacious blows left and right, neither man backing away. Brian slips around Dick, doing for a a leg sweep, but Dick elbow drops him, stopping that attempt. Dick plants a quick knee between Graves' legs, sending the challenger down to his knees in pain. Dick bounces off the ropes, landing a front face dropkick that slams Brian to the mat, head first. Dick quickly spitns over to the ladder, dragging it towards the opening at the top of the cage. BG quickly to his feet though slams a chair right across the back of Gazinya's head, busting it open. Blod trickles down the back of Dick's head as he stumbles into the ropes. Brian winds up again, smacking the folding chair right across Dick's back. The former world champ fumbles with the ladder, trying to bring it around, but it seems hung up on the cage. Graves goes for a third swing, but Dick drops to the mat, quickly avoiding the blow. The chair smacks against the steel ladder, and Brian drops the chair, shaking his hands from the intense pain.

Hank- That had to hurt Mike!

Michael D- Definately...but a little pain's not going to slow either of these two great atheltes down one second.

Gazinya lands a blatant low blow, sending Graves buckling at the knees. Dick grabs him, and smashes him to the mat with a running powerslam. Dick scrambles up the turnbuckle, leaping off with a 360 legdrop right atop Brian graves. The cheer of the fans roars across the arena as Dick qucikly is up to his feet, kicking the shit out of the downed Extreme Legend. Dick rears back, hacking, and spits a nasty loogie right on Brian's face. Graves shouts out, enraged, swinging up and planting his foot right into Gazyina's pride. The Dick wobbles, face contorting in pain. graves up to his feet whis him to the ropes, Dick on the rebound, Brian attempts a back body drop. The Dick sends him to the mat with a spinning neck breaker, and quickly heads for the ladder once again. He sets it up, starting his climb for the roof of the cage, but Graves races to his feet, shoving the ladder over, and sending Dirty Dick crashing to the mat in a heap as this capacity crowd goes wild. BG sets the ladder up, quickly climbing, he reaches the top of the ladder. He looks up, there within jumping reach is the hole to the second story. Brian glances down, there's Dick Gazinya, lying in a battered heap, blood trickling from the back of his head. He looks up again, then back down. A sick smirk plays across his face. Brian leaps off the ladder, exectuing a near perfect 450 senton splash. Near perfect, except for the fact that Dick Gazinya has sense enough to roll out of the way at the last minute. Graves smashes to the mat with a sickening thud, sprawled out and breathing hard. Dick scrambles up the ladder, carefully stepping onto the very top rung. He reaches, reaches, but can't quite get to the hole. He's going to have to jump. Dick leaps up, stretching, reaching desperately fro the opening. One hand clams down onto the edge, and Gazinya dangles from the cage. Graves has made it up to his ffet, and is quickly headed up the ladder.

Hank- Back and forth they go Mike...but it looks like Dick might be in a bad spot right now.

Michael D- No way Hank!

Brian reaches up, grabbing hold of Dick's legs, the ladder wobbling beneath him, threatening to topple over at any moment. Dick stains to kick Brian off him to no avail, and Graves uses Gazinya to climb up onto the second story of the tower. The Dick isn't about to fall again though, and in an incredible display of upperbody strength, pulls himself up onto the floor of the second story of the tower. Right into a waiting Brian Graves. BG plants a big boot right into Dick's face, sending him stumbling back. He stalks over, dragging Dick up to his feet, but the former world champ isn't handing in the towel yet. He slams an elbow right into Brian's gut, follows up with a second and a third, grabs hold of him, and bearhug slams Graves solidly to the steel floor. Dick lands an elbow drop right acros Brian's thraot, knocking the breath right out of him. In a rage, Dick beagins pounding The Extreme Legend's head over and over against the steel, busting the back of his head open. Brian shoves Dick off, crawling to his feet as blood drips down his head. Gazinya races across the cell, planting Graves to the mat with a clothesline from Hell. Dick qucikly across to the opposite end of the cell starts to go for the ladder, but Graves is back to his feet, and he looks pissed. Dick turns, just a moment too slow, and Brian sends him flying with one hell of a superkick. Dick slams against the wall of the plexiglass, and a loud crackle tears across the arena. A large crack races down the wall of the cell, the plexiglass not ment to stand up to this level of abuse. Brian grabs hold of Dick, lifts him up, and nails him with the Special Delivery. Dick rolls around on the floor of the ceel, tyring to shake off the butterflies and the pain, as Brian sets the ladder up, beginning his climb. Dick struggles up to his feet, and charges the ladder, toppling it woards the wall of the plexiglass. BG smashes against the already weakened wall of the cell with a loud crumple, and the plexiglass shatters in a shower of broken shards, cutting him open all over; gravity keeps on trucking, and the ladder conmtinues to fall, until it slams hard against the top of the steel cage, leaving Brian Graves dangling near the edge, some twenty feet above the spanish announce table.

Hank- My God Mike...I thought Dick was in a bad spot...Brians in an even worse spot now!

Michael D- I sure hope he's got insurance Hank, it's not going to--HOLY SHIT!

Brian Graves's hand, sweaty, slips from the ladder, and he goes plummeting down down down, crashing right through the spanish announce table! the crowd starts up it's own chant of 'holy shit!' as sparks fly and a thin trail of smoke rises up from the wreckage.

Hank- That's it...that's it...he's dead.

Michael D- Oh MY GOD, they killed BG! YOU BASTARDS!

Dick walks out from the cell, looking down at the carnage below with mild shock on his face. But that old gleam comes into his eyes, and he grins, walking over to the edge of the cell.

Hank- No! Don't tell me...

Michael D- He's gonna do it Hank!

Dick calls for it, and leaps off the top of the cage and freefalling some twenty feet to crash down ontop of the wreckage, and Brian Graves to land the Total Devestation 5 star frogsplash. The crowd roars their chants of holy shit! louder than ever before, as Hank and Michael D, along with the now scattered Spanish announcers, stare at the wreckage, wondering if either man will ever move again. Finally, after a very long moment, there's a slight twitch of motion. Dick rolls off the heap of broken table and Biran graves, slowly crawling up to his feet, holding his side. He looks out to the roaring fans, and thows his arms up into the air with a celebrating taunt. This capacity crowd eats it up, cheering loudly for the insane risk. Dick grins, and then slowly begins to climb up the side of the cage. But what's this? Brian graves is actually up to his feet! The fans have gone insane. Dick keeps on climbing, thinking they're cheering him on. Brian begins to climb up after him, blood trickling down from cuts all over his body, inspite of everything done to him he's found the drive to keep fighting. Graves reaches up, grabbing hold of Dick's leg. Gazinya stops in mid climb, looking down with shock. He tries desperately to free his foot, but Brian's got a vice-like grip on it, and refuses to let go. Dick's grip begins to slip, and Brian loses his footing, reaching up with both hands, trying his damndest to bring Dick crashing down, even if it means going with him.

Hank- What the hell is Brian thinking? Another one of those falls and they'll both be in the intensive care unit for sure!

Michael D- I dunno Hank, but the fans sure seem to like it.

The Dick tries desperately, kicking, shaking his leg wildly, but it's no use. He's tiring, he can't go up any further, cant support Brians weight forever. There's only one path to go. Dick lets his hands go, and begins plummeting to the ground. BG frantically reaches out, grabbing onto the side of the cage, just hanging on by a thread. Dick crashes to the ground below, near unconscious. Brian quickly scrambles up the cage, and back into the plexiglass cell. He sets the ladder up, climbing as fast as he can. He reaches the topmost rung, Dick stirs below. Graves leaps for the roof ot the thrid, and final cell, and clamps down onto it with a firm grip. A loud crack echoes across the arena once more, and the still-intact plexiglass walls begin to crack. Brian looks down, and immediately knows something's not right. He hops up onto the final cell, quickly setting the ladder up. Dick slowly works his way up to his feet below, trying to shake off the cobwebs. Brian races up the ladder, and we can see the glass buckling, cracking...Brian meaks a leap of faith, and grabs the nWo contract! The bell rings, and Brian crashes to the ground, just as the plexiglass cell gives way underneath, and Brian goes crashing down with the topmost cell, until it slams right into the top of the steel cage. Brian rolls from the impact, falling out through the whole in the floor, and slamming down hard to the mat below, unconscious. Dick stares up in rage, but qucikly ducks and covers when the cell comes crashing down. As the ring attendant rings the bell repatedly, the lid of the casket flies open, and out hops...Nester!

Hank- WHAT THE HELL?

Michael D- Nester's back from the dead! He must be here to get revenge on BG!

Hank- IT WAS A HOAX!

Nester, hearing the bell, hopped out from the casket, expecting to see Dick standing triumphantly witht eh nWo contract in hand. His jaw drops as he looks up, seeing BG declared the winner, then watches with shock and awe as the top of the tower comes crashing down, taking The Extreme Legend with it. Nester quickly runs down to the ring, demanding the keys to the door to the cage. He grabs them off the ref, qucikly flinging open the door. Dick is right behind him. The NDE, reunited once again it seems, quickly dive into the ring. For a moment it looks like they're going to help Brian out, but Dick reaches over, grabbing the folding chair from earlier. He brings it up, and smashes it down right across Brian's ankle! Graves's eyes open wide, and he sits up, screaming in pain. Dick swings again, slamming the chair right across his forehead, knocking him right back down. Nester quickly climbs up the top turnbuckle, as Dick wraps the chair around Brian's ankle. A flood of officials race out from backstage, but they're too late, and Nester leaps off the top, right onto the chair with a sickening thud. Brian's face lights up with pain, and he screams even louder than before. The officials charge into the ring, quickly forcing the NDE away from Graves as a team of paramedics rush out to the ring, putting Brian's neck in a brace, and strapping him down onto a stretcher. Nester and Dick move to attack the paramedics, but are quickly blocked by the referess and other nWo officials. The paramedics take Brian, still screaming, backstage and the NDE dissappear into the crowd.

Hank- That was sickening Mike...the Nasty Dick Experience may well just have taken The Extreme Legend out of action permanently. We'll keep you updated on Grave's condition as soon as we get any information.

Michael D- He got what was coming to him Hank. Nobody outdoes the Nasty Dick Experience!

The tower is raised high into the ceiling once more as the mess is cleaned up again. The arena goes quiet as fans start stomping and chanting. Half of them are saying "Cheapshots" while the other half is saying "Rammer."

Hank- The fans know what time it is, Mike.

Michael D.- They should, Hank. They've been waiting for this moment since Gladiator, just like our two main eventers tonight!

"Run Like Hell" blares out over the PA system as Cheapshots comes out on the ramp. He raises his fists in the air. He is wearing a shirt that says "nWo World Champion," and he flashes cocky smiles at the crowd. He then dives off the side of the ramp and crouches down kinda obvious. The ref sees what is going on, and starts out toward Cheapy. But he's a little late. "Fight Music" by D12 hits the sound system in the arena and the crowd burts out in cheers and applause. Pyro is shooting off in all directions as Rammer makes his appearance felt coming out from behind the curtain. He still looks a bit woozy. On his way down to the ring, Sweet Dirty C jumps out and nails him with the chair. Rammer goes down and rolls toward the ring.

Mike D.- That... That... That cheap bastard!

Cheapy rolls Rammer into the ring, just as "X" by Xibit plays on the PA. Cheapy turns around, giving Rammer time to get up. Rammer finally shakes out the cobwebs as Triple X appears, motioning Cheapshots into the ring. The referee walks up the ramp and takes off his shirt, handing it to X. Triple X grins and slides it on as Cheapshots looks pretty pissed. Triple X stands there as if to say "I'm waiting," and Cheapshots snarls and climbs into the ring. Then he and Rammer stare each other face to face. They get real close and the words fly. They are yelling as Triple X looks on amused.

Hank- Triple X is full of surprises tonight!

Rammer pushes Cheapshots and the battle begins. Rammer jerks Cheapshots up by his shirt and headbutts him, then casts him over the top rope. He slingshots himself out and lands on Cheapshots. Cheapshots seems hurt at first, but comes up with a rolling clothesline. He grabs Rammer's head and slams it down on the announce table. Rammer kicks back and hits Cheapshots in the groin. Cheapshots backs off, but Rammer spin kicks him, then jump kicks him. Cheapshots falls back against the steel steps. Triple X isn't counting them out, but watching in interest. Rammer picks up Cheapshots bodily and launches his head at a turnbuckle. Cheapshots falls, and Rammer picks up the steel steps. But Cheapshots somehow manages to spear Rammer. The steps fall on Cheapshots's legs though. He yells in pain, but forces himself to stand. He slams Rammer's head on the apron repeatedly, then rolls him into the ring. Cheapshots begins to climb in, but Rammer has gotten up. He runs and superkicks Cheapshots, flipping him back out, but Cheapshots hangs on to the rope, and rolls back in under the bottom rope. Rammer grabs his legs and lifts them slamming them over and over onto the mat, damaging them further. He drags Cheapshots over to the other ropes and drapes his legs across them, and proceeds to jump and land on them three times. Triple X still isn't breaking it up! Rammer pulls Cheapshots back to the center of the mat and puts him in a figure four! Cheapshots screams in agony!

Hank- Now Triple X is close to the combatants. Rammer locks it in tighter and tighter and Cheapshots's eyes squint with pain. Triple X tells him to tap, but Cheapshots won't tap! Somehow Cheapshots reverses it, turning over and coiling Rammer's legs up. Rammer is now the one screaming in pain. He drags himself and Cheapshots to the ropes and grabs the lower one. Triple X makes them break the hold. It looks like he is going to call this one in Rammer's favor! He's dirty!

Michael D.- Though it causes much pain, Cheapshots stands and picks Rammer up by his hair. He performs a neck breaker and then leg drops Rammer. Cheapshots bounces the opposite ropes and does another leg drop. He stomps on the neck of poor Rammer, who gasps and chokes. Cheapshots is relentless with his stomps!

Cheapshots places Rammer's neck on the ropes and then jumps and sits down on his chest hard. He does this again and again, trying to rupture Rammer's esophagus. Triple X refuses to stop him. Now he is playing in Cheapshots's favor. Cheapshots pulls Rammer off the ropes and locks him into a dragon sleeper. Triple X tests Rammer's arm. He lifts it and watches if fall. Once. Twice. But the third time it stays up, only to grab Cheapshots and flip him over his head. Cheapshots starts to get up and runs at Rammer, but Rammer does a drop toe hold onto the ropes! Rammer grabs Cheapshots and whips him into the still exposed turnbuckle, and Cheapshots's face is busted open!!

Michael D.- Rammer grabs the staggering Cheapshots and does a short armed clothesline. He climbs the ropes and drops the falling head butt on him! He fulfilled his promise to make Cheapshots bleed, but if he doesn't get up, he may not be able to follow through.

Hank- Rammer crawls over to Cheapshots and picks him up. Cheapshots swings, but Rammer ducks and drops him into a crippler cross face. He can't get it locked in though, and Cheapshots gets a low blow in! Rammer rolls backwards off of Cheapshots, and Cheapshots comes up winded. He runs toward Rammer and jumps over him, to the turnbuckle. He leaps up to the top one, turns, and senton bombs Rammer!

Both men are laying there stunned, but Rammer is up first!!! He runs over to Cheapshots and grabs his ankle and puts him into the ankle lock! He locks it in tight and screams intot he air. He keeps locking it tighter and tighter as Cheapshots yells in torment of the World Champion! Cheapshots goes all quiet and draws up his strength. He turns and Rammer goes sprawling, except he hasn't let go of the ankle or the hold! Cheapshots is pissed and he drops a single fire onto the chest of Rammer, and the sound of ribs cracking is sickening. Rammer lets go and rolls to the edge of the ropes. Cheapshots lunges for Rammer, but he gets up and gets off a knee lift! Cheapshots steps back holding his nose, but has enough time to dropkick Rammer out of the ring! Rammer lays on the floor coughing up blood and nearly wretching! Michael D.- My God what a display of violence!

Cheapshots climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Rammer has recovered and is up too. He climbs up the outside of the ringpost. The two men meet at the top and begin to exchange rights. Cheapshots suddenly grabs Rammer, and jumps down into the ring, driving Rammer's face into the top of the turnbuckle. Rammer bounces and flies backwards, right through the announce table!!!!

Hank- Cheapshots is brutal! my God, there is blood all over the ring, the wrestlers, the floor and the table! Triple X has this insane look of joy on his face. Most of the fans are gaping in horror at the broken bodies, Cheapshots laying exhausted in the ring and Rammer lying nearly dead in this mass of wood and electronics.

Michael D.- Cheapshots turns and looks through a sheet of blood at Rammer, wanting to prolong his rest as long as possible. Rammer stares up at the ceiling where The Tower now hangs once more. He breathes heavily, trying to find the strength to get up. No matter what transpires here tonight, no one can refute the fact that these two men have fought a hell of a battle to the end, and it isn't over yet!

Rammer gets up finally, and walks carefully to the ring. Cheapshots suddenly reaches over the top ropes with a cable and wraps it around Rammer's neck! He pulls him up onto the apron, and then tosses him high over the rope and into the ring. He grabs Rammer and does a reverse DDT. Rammer tries to get up , but Cheapshots kicks the living shit out of him. Blood flies across the mat following the arc of Cheapshots's boot. Cheapshots picks him up and executes the "Pure Sweetness"! Cheapshots runs toward the ropes, and Rammer struggles to get up. Cheapshots jumps up like a Lou Thesz press, but instead wraps his legs around Rammer's throat in a scissor leg lock! He holds it as tight as possible and Rammer struggles for freedom. Cheapshots squeezes tighter and tighter cutting off the circulation to Rammer's brain. Rammer's eyes close, but as Triple X walks over they suddenly snap back open. He struggles some more only causing Cheapshots to squeeze tighter. Cheapshots yells in anger at Rammer and the crowd, and in pain for using his damaged legs to execute this move. Rammer's eye's bug out, and his face turns a bright shade of red. He claws at the mat and tries to move, but his limbs are quickly failing him. Cheapshots begins to rock back and forth, adding more pain to his submission. Rammer gags and raises his arms and taps frantically for release.

Michael D.- Triple X signals for the bell! Cheapshots is the new nWo Champion!!!

Hank- My God what a match. Both men are just lying in the ring, waiting for absolution.

Triple X raises Cheapshots's arm off the mat and lays the title across his chest. Cheapshots raises it high in the air.

Hank- There you have it folks. Target Locked is in the history books, where it belongs, probably inked in gold and bold. Good night everyone!

The arena goes dark, but the show's not over yet. Bright yellow lights flash all over the arena and the nWotron goes black. Then you see an image of blades slashing up the black screen and a counter on the side going from 09 to 00, counting down and all the while the blades are just shredding up the black and uncovering a yellow screen with a shilouette of a man. His hair is fluttering as if a strong wind is blowing on him. Letters begin to appear one by one on the screen, each accompanied by a loud thunder, until they finally spell out one word: Narcissus. The image stays on the screen for a few seconds, until a bright flash blinds everyone in the arena and those watching at home, and the screen goes dark again as the copywright information flashes up for a brief moment.