:: THURSDAY NIGHT REDEMPTION ::
8th August 2002

[CWF Thursday Night Redemption opens with a wide and sweeping shot of the entire arena, the camera panning around the packed crowd, a sea of faces cheering their hearts out and waving their signs. As the opening music fades, the firework show dissipates and the lights rise up, and the viewers find themselves greeted by the dynamic duo of Gavin Jones and Taff sitting at the commentary table.]

GAV: "Hello everybody, and welcome to what is set to be another FANTASTIC show here on Redemption! We’ve got a FABULOUS Steel Cage Match main event, and two EXCITING Mystery opponents waiting in th-"

TAFF: "Gav, Gav, Gav. Just shut up, will you? All you ever do is reel off those annoying exclamations all day long! Perhaps you need to lay off the Prozac, pal!"

GAV: " … Yeah, well, … erm perhaps YOU should lay off the fatty foods, eh?"

TAFF: "What?! How DARE you!!"

[The bickering of the announce team is interrupted by Puddle Of Mudd’s "Control", which blasts noisily into the arena in the background. The camera cuts to Ralph Tuck, who is standing ready inside the ring.]

NO 1 CONTENDERSHIP MATCH
‘THE HUCKSTER’ BOB JONES vs ANDREW MCMARTYN
Referee: Adrian Davies

TUCK: "The following match is scheduled for one fall, and the winner will go to CWF Shindig Slam to face the CWF Champion! Introducing first, accompanied by Natasha … from Newport Wales, weighing in at 220 lbs, ANDREW MCMARTYN!"

[The fans are on their feet in full on booing mode as the CWF Co-Owner marches to the ring to kick off the show, the lovely Natasha on his arm as always. A cocky looking and confident Andrew steps into the ring and jogs around a little, warming himself up for the upcoming bout. Natasha looks on approvingly, applauding.]

TAFF: "Look at Andrew McMartyn, Gav! He’s psyched! He’s ready!"

GAV: "I don’t know about psyched … PSYCHOTIC more like- did you see what he did to our head trainer Pete Nancollis Tuesday night? Deplorable!"

["Control" has faded and the lights have gone back up. The crowd explodes as "Real American" hits the PA. Red and yellow lights flash all around the arena as ‘The Huckster’ Bob Jones shuffles out onto the entrance stage, taunting and gesturing madly to the rabid fans.]

TUCK: "And his opponent, from Newport Wales also, weighing in at 250 lbs, ‘THE HUCKSTER’ BOB JONES!!!"

[Time drags on as ‘The Huckster’ makes his way to the ring methodically, slapping the hands of all his fans at ringside. He slowly climbs the ring steps and enters the squared circle. Andrew McMartyn looks on in revilement as the veteran tears off his "Huckstermania" T-Shirt to the fans’ delight. Finally, "Real American" dies down, Natasha is helped out of the ring, the referee calls for the bell and the match is on!]

TAFF: "What a staredown here!"

[The crowd is buzzing with wild anticipation as both combatants sidle up to one another and engage in a staredown. ‘The Huckster’ looks ahead unblinking as Andrew spouts reams of trash talking at him. The juvenile McMartyn arrogantly spits his gum on the grizzled veteran, who merely continues to stare ahead. Frustrated at his lack of a reaction, Andrew shoves Bob Jones backwards, sending the superstar steeping back a pace. Andrew whoops cockily and laughs to the crowd, but ‘The Huckster’ shoves him back, sending McMartyn flying backwards right across the ring! The crowd explodes as Bob Jones flexes his huge but wrinkled muscles.]

GAV: "Brilliant! These people adore the power of The Huckster!"

[Andrew scrambles up, trying to retain his dignity. The seething McMartyn glares across the ring at Bob, then angrily charges at him. ‘The Huckster’ meets his younger foe with a series of hard punches, and whips him to the ropes, nailing McMartyn with a Reverse Elbow. Holding his jaw in pain, Andrew scrabbles up again, once again running at the old timer with fury. With a loud shout, The Huckster lifts up the charging Andrew and catapults him high into the air, Back Dropping him way over his head and straight down to the hard mat.]

TAFF: "Andrew! Snap out of it! You’ve got to beat this old crock!"

[The Huckster methodically makes his way to scoop up Andrew, who sneakily rakes his face, sending him stumbling backwards. The youngster viciously hacks away at his foe with smarting right hooks, then catches him with a knee lift. McMartyn with a whip, but Bob reverses it. Andrew speedily ducks another Reverse Elbow, and floors the veteran with a graceful High Knee. The Huckster gets to his feet, and Andrew nails him with a quick Clothesline- 1 … 2 … Kickout. As ‘The Huckster’ attempts to get to his feet, the opportunistic McMartyn stomps away with vicious kicks to the back and sides of the superstar. Bob gets up, only be to be floored by a Russian Leg Sweep courtesy of his adversary.]

TAFF: "This is more like it!"

GAV: "There’s nothing Andrew McMartyn would like more than to have another chance at the CWF Championship that Phil Leach holds, Taff!"

[A Neckbreaker plants Bob to the mat yet again, giving Andrew McMartyn more breathing space. As the fan favourite lies cradling his neck, the Co-Owner arrogantly mocks his taunts and postures, a display that prompts much booing and hissing from the crowd in attendance. Andrew covers, but has left it far too long- Bob Jones comes fighting out after 1. Andrew pokes his opponent in the eyes and whips him across the ring, leapfrogging The Huckster as the veteran bounds back towards him. Andrew looks for a Monkey Toss but ‘The Huckster’ explodes out of the ropes, flattening his foe with a massive Clothesline! Andrew scrambles up, and eats another Clothesline. A third Clothesline floors the Co-Owner, who quickly escapes to the outside to avoid more punishment.]

TAFF: "Run Andrew, run for the hills!"

[Referee Adrian Davies administers the 3 count on the recooperating grappler, but Andrew appears more interested in being consoled by his valet than stepping back into the ring against ‘The Huckster’. Out of patience, Bob Jones steps out of the ring and heads after the errant McMartyn. The chase begins, with the swift Andrew quickly out runs his pursuer. Bob rounds one of the corners of the ring but Andrew is crouching, waiting, and nails his foe square in the face with a blistering Superkick! McMartyn smashes Bob into one of the ringside barricades then beats him savagely against it with hard right hands. Andrew rolls his victim back into the ring and leaps onto him for the cover- 1 … 2 … NO!]

GAV: "Huckster escaping at the last minute there!"

TAFF: "Man, this is exciting! I’m almost tempted to not go visit the buffet!"

[As The Huckster staggers up, Andrew ducks and dodges around him, showing some quick foot work as he nails Bob with two left jabs and a big right hook, knocking the veteran down to one knee. Andrew "woos" loudly before kicking away some more at his opponent. Another Russian Leg Sweep from the Co-Owner who pulls his foe to one of the corners and drags him up into a side Headlock. With another loud "WOO!" Andrew goes for his favourite Bulldog manoeuvre, but as he runs The Huckster puts on the brakes, and hurls Anj-O-Mac across the ring! McMartyn lands flat on his behind and howls in pain, scrambling up and running in the direction of his opponent. The Huckster is ready, and catches Andrew with a powerful modified Chokeslam! Bob covers his opponent- 1 … 2 … Kickout!]

GAV: "It looks like The Huckster’s got a lot more fight in him yet! There’s no telling how much he wants to go to Shindig Slam to face the CWF Champion!"

[Andrew gets up and is met by some hard right hands from his assailant. McMartyn is knocked backwards, but rakes the veteran in the eyes and attacks back with punches of his own. Andrew takes a big swing, but ‘The Huckster’ ducks, and locks on an Abdominal Stretch! The crowd cheer as Bob Jones wrenches back across Andrew’s entire body, with the junior McMartyn squealing in pain. Andrew tries to reach for the ropes, but Huckster has him cinched in place. Bob’s victim won’t submit however, so The Huckster reluctantly relinquishes the hold. Bob takes a moment’s breather, then goes to lock on the hold again- No! Undetected by the referee, Andrew kicks backwards and nails his opponent in the groin! Bob Jones clutches his groin in pain, but Andrew savagely kicks out his legs from under him. The senior superstar tries vainly to crawl towards the ropes to pull himself up to his feet, but Andrew grabs a leg and wrenches him back into the centre and the ring, then clamps on the Anklelock!]

TAFF: "It’s over! It’s over! Say goodnight to Huckstermania, boys and girls!"

[The crowd boos crazily as Andrew McMartyn goes bezerk, tearing at his opponent’s ankle with all his might. His body stretched out in agony, The Huckster yells out as McMartyn pulls back on his beaten bones. Tugging viciously, Andrew yells like he is possessed, but a rousing chant of "Huckster" goes up from the crowd and spurs the veteran on. With a burst of adrenaline, Bob launches himself towards the ropes and grabs hold, breaking the hold! A furious Andrew is ordered to let go of the Anklelock, and instead goes to beat The Huckster down as the fan favourite aims to pull himself up using the ropes. Andrew thrashes downwards on his opponent but The Huckster shields himself from the blows and staggers to his feet. Andrew looks to nail a big right hook, but Bob Jones blocks and Scoop Slams him to the mat! McMartyn clambers to his feet, but walks right into a big Back Suplex- no! Andrew counters and flips out of the move, nailing Bob in the back before whipping him to the ropes- Spinebuster! McMartyn steps over and arrogantly kicks Huckster’s arm. He tears off his arm pad and slings it away, signalling for his trademark Corporate Elbow … Andrew to one set of ropes, Andrew to the other, Andrew drops the Corporate Elbow right into the heart of Huckstermania … but The Huckster sits straight up, a wild-eyed look on his face! The fans go mental as an open-mouthed Andrew tries to kick his opponent down. The Huckster just shakes his head and climbs up to one knee! Aghast, Andrew beats him down, but Bob Jones merely ignores the blows, his whole body shaking with the crowd’s energy as he rises up in front of McMartyn…]

TAFF: "No! No! This can’t be! Andrew!"

GAV: "Absolutely fabulous, Taff- The Huckster, by God he’s Hucking Up!"

[Much to his horror, Andrew’s increasingly desperate shots are having no effect. He takes one last frantic swing, but The Huckster blocks and waves a reprimanding finger in his direction! Three huge punches rock McMartyn’s world, followed by a whip to the ropes- Big Boot coming up- NO! Ever resourceful, the sneaky Andrew pulls referee Adrian Davies in front of him, and the diminutive official feels the effects of the Big Boot instead! Shocked at what he has done, a repentant Huckster looks down at the floored Davies, leaving himself open to a sharp and painful Low Blow from Andrew McMartyn. A Sleeper Drop from the Co-Owner drives his opponent’s face deep into the canvas as the fans jeer him loudly. Andrew drags the large man up and drapes him into one of the corners, Bob’s limbs stretched out around him leaving his tired body open and prone to attack. ]

GAV: "What has this diabolical individual got in store for Bob Jones now?"

[Andrew quickly slides to the outside, and procures himself a steel chair from ringside. The Co-Owner cockily marches up the steel ring steps and slowly climbs through the ropes, posing with the steel chair in the centre of the squared circle. Andrew raises the weapon above his head and charges, heading straight towards The Huckster and swinging the chair at his head. NO! Bob Jones moves out of the way of McMartyn’s attack at the last second, and Andrew’s chair strikes the metal ring post with a huge clang! The metal-metal impact reverberates through McMartyn, spinning him around from the force of the missed shot. Andrew staggers forward into the ring, and straight into the Big Boot! As the fans rise to their feet all around him, ‘The Huckster’ Bob Jones signals for the end … he hits the Leg Drop! Andrew’s body shudders under the impact and Bob makes the cover. Adrian Davies crawls over to count- 1 … … 2 … … 3!!! The Huckster has done it!]

GAV: "Spectacular!"

TAFF: "No! This is a horrible mistake!"

[The crowd goes ballistic as a shattered Huckster staggers up and has his arm raised in victory by Adrian Davies as "Real American" blares out triumphantly. Mr Tuck makes the announcement everyone is anticipating.]

TUCK: "The winner of this match, and No 1 Contender for the CWF Championship … ‘THE HUCKSTER’ BOB JONES!!"

TAFF: "He cheated! The Huckster cheated his way to victory Gav!"

GAV: "In what many will consider to be an upset, Bob Jones has defeated Andrew McMartyn here on Redemption to become the No 1 Contender! At Shindig Slam the most popular wrestler of old will face the most popular wrestler of today … it’s going to be fantastic! Hey! Wait a minute! NO!"

[In the ring, a fuming Andrew McMartyn has picked up the chair he attempted to use to gain victory and has nailed The Huckster right across the back with it! Adrian Davies tries to pull the weapon away from McMartyn, but gets thrown to the arena floor for his troubles. Andrew begins to beat down Bob Jones with the chair right down across the back as Dennis Morgan, Phil James, Gary Willis and Sid Jefferies all run to the ringside area and try and enter. The rabid Andrew swings the chair wildly at the officials, sending them scattering in all directions.]

TAFF: "I can’t believe this, Gav! Andrew McMartyn has snapped!"

[Andrew goes back to work kicking away at The Huckster viciously, while meanwhile the concerned referees motion for backstage security to come down. A team of CWF guards rush down, but they too are held at bay by the chair wielding Andrew McMartyn, a crazed look across his face. The referees jump up on the apron on the opposite side of the ring, prompting Andrew to make his way towards them. Down the ramp hurries Arranboy, CWF Legend and Head Of Staff in the company. With the referees distracting the psychotic McMartyn, Arranboy climbs into the ring and swiftly helps roll the battered ‘Huckster’ to the waiting security team on the outside. Andrew spins around from the ring ropes, and is confronted by the massive CWF Head of Staff towering over him!]

GAV: "As psychotic and deranged as Andrew McMartyn is acting tonight, he can’t be this misguided as to confront Arranboy!"

[The stern Arran stares down Andrew, towering above the CWF Co-Owner ominously. Andrew takes a deep gulp and steps back, dropping the steel chair to the floor. A huge sigh of relief is breathed as the Head Of Staff has placated the crazed wrestler, and Arranboy now turns to survey the outside, directing the security team to help Bob Jones away from ringside. Arranboy turns back to face Andrew McMartyn- SMASH!! McMartyn nails the Head of Staff with a chair shot right to the face! Arran goes down from the impact and hits the mat, as a shocked silence greets Andrew’s latest attack. Not content, Andrew proceeds to smash the chair down into Arranboy’s chest stomach and neck, driving the wind out of him with every vicious, depraved blow.]

GAV: "Somebody stop this! Andrew McMartyn has gone utterly nuts here tonight!!"

TAFF: "I’m in shock! Wait, where’s Andrew going now?"

[Sending the officials scattering around him, Andrew storms around the ringside area and with all his strength, hoists up a set of steel ring steps. With great effort, he hurls them through the ropes and into the ring, before rolling in himself. The crowds buzzes uncertainly as Andrew pushes the steps into the centre of the ring. Dragging the huge Head of Staff, Andrew turns Arran over face down and places his head onto the ring steps. As Arranboy lies prone across the metal, Andrew picks up the steel chair and lifts it high above his head, bringing the weapon crashing down onto his victim’s head, crushing Arranboy’s skull between the chair and the steps as a horrified gasp emanates from the crowd. Arranboy lies across the steps, unmoving and unconscious as a triumphant Andrew stands in the ring staring sickly at his handiwork.]

GAV: "That was pure evil right there! Arranboy, our Head of Staff, a retired superstar who has no right to be assaulted physically, has just been destroyed by this sick, depraved, sorry excuse for a human being!"

TAFF: "I like Andrew McMartyn and all, but Gav, I think this guy needs a straightjacket!"

[Referees swarm over the unmoving mass of Arranboy as an eerily calm Andrew swaggers back up the ramp and towards the back. A hesitant Natasha follows in his wake, shocked at what she has seen. As the valet follows Andrew into the back, she passes an ambulance crew heading down the ramp, bringing a stretcher down to carry off the destroyed Arranboy. A shocked atmosphere fills the arena as the cameras fade out.]

[The arena goes pitch black. Music, or more like the sound of a man being gutted to harsh guitar riffs, plays over the sound system as some captions flash onto the big screen- "Worthlessness is only the beginning... Life does not begin until... you comprehend... that one day... you too will die..." There's a flash of white light as the opening riffs to 'Left Behind' scream out over the arena. The arena lightens up slightly as from the curtain emerges Acid. She strides confidently down the ramp.]

GAV: "Hey hey! It's the lovely vice president, Acid!"

TAFF: "An unhappy vice president by the looks of things!"

GAV: "Acid, of course having problems with business partner Dan Jones as well as Kyle Reece. She wasn't too pleased with Reece when he lost his chance to gain the CWF Championship this past Turbulence, and of course Dan less than thrilled that Acid would allow Reece at title shot one-on-one against Phil Leach before he was give n the opportunity too."

TAFF: "Dan, of course, made this displeasure known during and after Turbulence. Could this be the end of the alliance between Dan Jones and Acid?"

GAV: "Who knows?"

[Acid is now in the ring, microphone in hand. The music fades, replaced by the murmur of the crowd.]

ACID: "I am pissed off."

[The crowd goes wild.]

ACID: "Wait a minute... let me rephrase that... I AM REALLY PISSED OFF!!!"

[The crowd are frantic.]

GAV: "Whoa! Pissed off is she?"

TAFF: "Yeah! Really!"

ACID: "I mean, Dan, Reece- can't you two do anything right? I hand you both title shots and what do you do- you fail to obtain them! I mean, come on! A retard could do better than you guys!"

[The crowd are still going mad.]

GAV: "Oh boy! She definitely means business!"

ACID: "Dan, I don't like the idea of you bursting into my office and talking to me like I'm a piece of crap! Don't you DARE forget who am I! I may be your business partner. I may even be your friend, but I am also your boss! You were correct in stating that I do indeed own a quarter of this company, meaning that I have the privledge to fire and suspend anyone I please! And Kyle Reece... I didn't have to give you that title shot! I felt you deserved it after what I'd seen of you in the ring, but you practically spat it back in my face. I really should have given that title shot to Dan. In fact, I wish I had! That way at least, I'd only have a problem with one of you two lummox's!"

[Acid pauses looking around the ring.]

ACID: "Now, I've got to sort this situation out once and for all, which is why at Shindig Dan Jones and Kyle Reece will meet for a final confrontation on this matter- to sort it out once and for all!"

GAV: "Whoa! Dan Jones to face Kyle Reece at Shindig! That match will be fantastic!"

TAFF: "You can say that again!"

GAV: "That match will be fantastic!"

TAFF: "Ha ha! Funny..."

ACID: "This will be no ordinary match though, oh no! Since we have a confliction of title shots thrown into this mess, I've decided to make this match a number 1 contendership match!"

[The crowd scream.]

ACID: "The winner will face the CWF Champion - whoever that maybe - on Tuesday Night Turbulence following Shindig. And to make sure that all runs smoothly during that match, I shall be at ringside to witness the match."

GAV: "This is great! A number 1 contenders match with Acid at ringside. Could things get any better?"

ACID: "Dan... Reece... I know you're listening backstage. This match has offically been booked. I signed the papers this afternoon. Good luck to both of you. You lads don't like this arrangement then you can... GET BENT!!!"

['Left Behind' plays over the sound system as Acid drops the microphone onto the canvas and exits the ring. The echoes of her catchphrase can still be heard aroudn the arena.]

GAV: "Well, the VP has spoken. The contracts are signed. The match is booked. Finally, we could be seeing an ending to this entire Dan-Acid-Reece triangle."

TAFF: "Yeah, but who is going to come out on top? Dan or Reece and will either of them gain more than just a shot at the title?"

GAV: "I can't wait for Shindig! This is going to be phenomenol!"

[Commercial Break]

Kid Punk vs Rabbi Dobba
Referee: Sid Jefferies

TUCK: "This is a Hardcore match, set for one fall, and is for the Hardcore Title. First, weighing 180 lbs, RABBI BERNIE DOBBA!"

["Pretty Fly For A Rabbi" starts up. The fans let off a large cheer. The Rabbi struts to the ring, blessing the fans lining the ramp. He mounts the steps and wanders about the ring, blessing the whole crowd.]

TUCK: "His opponent, and Hardcore Champion, KID PUNK!"

["Dysentry Gary" starts playing. Punk strolls to the ring, Hardcore belt upon his shoulder. He gets some loud heat from the crowd, but he just jeers back at them, gesturing to his title.]

TAFF: "Kid Punk will make a great Hardcore Champ! He'll prove it in this Hardcore match!"

[Gary Willis calls the two men to the ring centre. He relieves Punk of the belt, then calls for the bell. The men lock up. Punk uses his strength advantage to shove Dobba down to the mat. He quickly moves in to try an Elbow Drop. Dobba rolls aside, allowing Punk to fall to the canvas.]

GAV: "What a smashing dodge by Rabbi Dobba!"

[Dobba pulls Punk to his feet and attempts a whip him. Punk reverses, sending Dobba to the ropes. The Rabbi comes charging back, only to be lobbed over the top rope. Kid Punk pauses to laugh at his unfortunate foe, then leaves the ring to join him. Punk searches under the ring, emerging with a kendo stick. He blasts Dobba on the back with it, causing the small man to reel. Punk whacks Dobba in the face with the weapon, sending him to the floor. Meanwhile, Gary Willis has joined them. Punk drops his stick and goes searching for more weapons. He drags Mr Tuck from his chair and folds it up. Punk heads back to Rabbi Dobba and raises the chair over his head to strike. Dobba, however, has gotten his hands on the discarded kendo stick. He catches Kid Punk with a nasty shot to the stomach. Punk doubles up. Dobba gets to his feet and takes the chair. He clubs Punk on the back of the head, flooring him. Dobba covers:

One.

Tw- Kickout!]

TAFF: "Gonna need a bit more work to put Kid Punk down for three!"

GAV: "Top marks for effort, though, what?"

[This time Dobba goes seeking weapons beneath the ring. He spends a few moments searching, then appears gripping a pair of bin lids. Kid Punk has just gotten to his feet when he is smacked in the head by a bin lid. Dobba lays into the Hardcore Champ with left and right bin lids, staggering him. Just as Dobba steps back to take a big swing, Kid Punk lunges forward, Clotheslining Dobba to the floor.]

TAFF: "What an idiot! Dobba can't afford to let up on Kid Punk!"

[Punk gets Dobba back up and whips him into a set of ring steps. He connects with a loud crash. Punk follows, then leads Dobba round the front of the ring. He Scoop Slams the Rabbi onto the ramp, then Elbow Drops him. Punk wanders to the side, making his way back with a fire extinguisher. He waits for Dobba to find his feet, then runs at him with the weapon. The Rabbi, however, ducks the shot, then hits a Jawbreaker on Punk. Dobba covers:

One.

Kickout! Kid Punk gets up, angry.]

GAV: "I don't really think Rabbi Dobba had much chance of pinning there. He's only managing to annoy Kid Punk!"

TAFF: "I'm surprised Dobba's lasted this long!"

[Punk drives Dobba back with some hard rights, then bounces his head off the ringpost. He collects the extinguisher from the floor and stands poised, waiting for Dobba to face him. As he does, Punk sprays him in the face with the fire retarding device.]

GAV: "Incredible! Kid Punk just hosed down Rabbi Dobba!"

[Dobba staggers about, blinded. Punk uses the opportunity to head round to the timekeeper and collect his belt. He starts walking back to Dobba, however the Rabbi regains his sight and lies in wait for Punk. As Kid Punk comes close enough, Dobba Dropkicks him in the head. Punk falls onto the chair left there earlier. He arches his back in pain. Dobba looks down at the title belt and reaches down to retrieve it. Kid Punk has rolled off the chair and onto his knees, as he struggles to stand. Dobba has not noticed that Punk is still holding onto the chair.]

TAFF: "Aww man, Dobba is getting ready to nail Punk with his own belt!"

GAV: "Well Punk was about to do the same a few moments ago."

[Dobba is in a slightly crouched position, ready to spring. Foolishly, he waits for Punk to stand up on his own. Kid Punk staggers to his feet woozily, facing away from the Rabbi. Dobba has still not noticed that Punk is hanging onto one of the chair legs. As Punk reaches a fully vertical base, Dobba charges him with the belt. Punk strikes first! He spins round, and, in one swift, and violent, motion, catches Dobba on the head with the chair. The Rabbi collapses as his legs crumple. Kid Punk pulls him up and rolls him into the ring. He slides in too, mounts the corner post, and flies.]

TAFF: "YES! 'STAGE DIVE'! IT'S OVER!"

[Rabbi Dobba convulses after being crushed by Kid Punk's finisher. Punk himself is also drained, but is still able to pin:

One.

Two.

Three! The bell is rung!]

GAV: "A fantastic title defence by Kid Punk!"

TUCK: "Your winner, and still CWF Hardcore Champion, KID PUNK!"

["Dysentry Gary" hits the PA. Punk gathers up his belt and turns to leave, but, suddenly, he sees someone standing on the stage, watching the ring. Hans Grip!]

TAFF: "Wow! What is Hans doing out here?! Are these two gonna scrap?!"

[Punk walks up to the top of the ramp. Hans walks up to Punk and stares down at him. Kid Punk puffs out his chest and tries to measure up to Hans, but is too small of stature to be convincing. Grip just grins, toothily at Punk. They stare for a few more moments, then Hans turns and walks away. A moment later, Kid Punk follows.]

GAV: "It should be a fantastic show if those two ever meet in the ring!"

TAFF: "Sure would be!"

(The McMartyn-tron lights up and the crowd turn their attention to it. It shows backstage where several wrestlers are "hanging out". Suddenly "The Huckster" walks into view and the crowd go crazy. He is eating a sandwich and then stops in front of the camera and spits a bit of the sandwich out.)

HUCKSTER: HEY! Who put this cheese in my sandwich! It's green and furry! I like it yellow. And theres no tomatoes in here either! I wanted RED tomatoes and YELLOW cheese. Where's my RED and YELLOW sandwich? Where's The Huckstermania sandwich? I can't eat this!

(The Huckster throws the sandwich on the floor and stands on it. He then walks out of view. The crowd seem a little confused at this little outburst, but they are about to be even more confused when someone else walks into view.)

MAN: What's this? I almost slipped over!

(The man is wearing a black suit and a white shirt underneath. He bends down to look at the sandwich and then scrapes it off the floor. He then looks at it)

MAN: Someone should've really put this in the bin! Oh well...

(The man shoves the sandwich in his mouth, some parts of it smudging over his face.)

MAN: MMMMMM! I LOVE SANDWICHES! MMMMMM!

(The man then somehow gargles the sandwich in his mouth and swallows it, much to the crowd’s disgust. The man then smiles and returns to normal)

MAN: Yeah, I enjoyed that...

(The man walks off the scene)

Faith vs Asya
Referee: Phil James

GAV: "Well, the first of our matches involving mystery opponents. First up, is former Women's champ, Faith."

TAFF: "I wonder who here opponent could be?"

GAV: "I guess that's why this is a mystery opponent, Taff. We're not supposed to know."

TAFF: "Wise ass!"

TUCK: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Cameron, Nortn Carolina... FAITH!!!"

[Everything goes quiet the whole arena fades black. Then all of a sudden blue and purple smoke appears on the titantron. Slowly we hear clapping. It slowly forms into 'We Will Rock You' by Queen with a remix of 'Whenever Wherever' by Shakira. Slowly the music settles down and everything becomes quiet. Suddenly a big bang and purple and blue smoke appear once again. Once again the clapping starts and slowly forms into 'We Will Rock You' with a remix of 'Whenever Wherever' by Shakira. The crowds join in giving an echoing effect. The smoke slowly fades showing Faith! She is standing in her usual pose and gives a quick smile. She has a mic in her hand and her tiara sparkles because of the light. Some of the crowds boo her but really most start to chant ...Faith... Faith starts walking down the ramp. The crowds continue 2 clap along to We Will Rock You while booing and cheering.]

['Without Me' hits the PA system and the crowd goes wild as an unknown woman struts down the ramp giving high fives to everyone she sees. She sees a guy in the front row and gives him a kiss on his cheek, the guy faints as the woman turns and walks up the right side of the ring and climbs in through the ropes. She poses as her music cuts to an end.]

TUCK: "And her opponent, making her in-ring debut here at the CWF, from the Bronx, New York... ASYA!!!"

GAV: "Well, a newcomer! How quaint!"

TAFF: "In the words of the Greasy Mexican.... AYE CARUMBA! She's hot! Very hot!"

GAV: "OK! Betting time! Here is my bet! Too much for Asya tonight is my prediction! Faith is a former champion and Asya is the newbie! The newbie is going down, 1, 2, 3!"

TAFF: "Asya all the way! She's too hot!"

[DING! DING! DING!]

[Faith and Asya tie up in the center of the ring as Asya puts Faith in a headlock position. Faith leans her against the ropes and irish whips her opposite and Faith knocks her down with a big clothesline! Faith poses to the crowd as Asya comes from behind and rolls her up into a pinfall attempt...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!!]

TAFF: "Ahh! That was close! Faith took her eye off the prize there!"

GAV: "I'll give you that! Sure did! But don't count her out yet!"

[In the ring, Asya is pounding on Faith with hard punches and boots to the face area. Asya picks Faith off the mat by her hair as Asya produces a hard scoop slam putting Faith down once again. Asya now poses to the crowd and then turns around as Faith is just getting up Asya knocks her back down with a clothesline. Asya then executes a swinging neckbreaker. Asya ponders over to the prone Faith and hooks her right leg...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!]

GAV: "Ooh, close again! Asya is on top at this moment in time!"

[Faith gains some momentum and bulldogs down Asya! She then gets Asya off of the canvas and then executes a side russian leg sweep taking Asya down once again! Faith then covers Asya...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!]

[Faith gets furious with the referee suggesting it should be a three count as Asya gets up.Faith sees her out of the corner of her eye and turns round charging at Asya knocking her down again! Faith covers Asya once again hoping for a different outcome this time...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!]

GAV: "Faith is getting really agitated now! She really is getting angry with the referee!"

[Faith looks over to the announcers table looking devastated. DeathMarc gets up and knocks him down with a big boot! DeathMarc grabs Laphalet up and executes a suplex pin into a pinfall...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!]

GAV: "That was certainly close!"

TAFF: This match is going back and forward like a night in a hotel with some ladies!

[In the ring, Asya goes against the ropes and kicks Faith in the gut causing her to double over as Asya clotheslines her down to the canvas once again]

[Asya climbs to the top turnbuckle as Laphalet gets up and Asya delivers a diving spear from the top rope and covers her in the progress...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[OUT!] [Asya goes to suplex Faith as Faith kicks her in the gut, knees her in the face and goes for the Faithsault as Asya moves out of the way. Asya grabs Faith by the throat and delivers a hard chokeslam putting Faith back on the canvas. Asya climbs to the top rope dragging Faith with her. She pulls her opponent up and delivers a powerbomb from the top rope. The impact is shattering! Asya then rolls into the pin...]

[..1..]

[..2..]

[..3..]

TUCK: "Here is your winner... ASYA!!!"

TAFF: "What did I tell you!! I'm right... you're wrong! I am just so great I should be up for a Nobel Peace Prize!"

GAV: "Well there you have it folks. Asya has confidently beaten Faith tonight, and Taff thinks he deserves a prize for getting a guess right for once in his life!"

[Asya celebrates int he ring as the EMT's gather around the unconscious Faith, who looks in a very bad way.]

[Backstage, Kid Punk is helping himself to a drink from the water cooler. From behind him, he hears some mocking laughter floating in his direction. Angrily, Kid Punk turns to find Hans Grip standing nearby, Intercontinental Title around his waist. The big Swede smiles toothily.]

HANS: "Hahaha! I see that you still have your little title, my little friend. It is good that you hold on to it so tight, ha!"

KID: "Just shut up why don’t you? You and your "little this" "little that", I don’t give a crap what you think! I was out there tonight defending my title two days after I’d won it, which is more than I can say for you! When was the last time you defended THAT title, eh pal?"

[Hans’ smile fades quickly and is replaced by a cold expression.]

HANS: "If you are thinking that I do no good as the Champion little man, maybe you try me YOURSELF? Maybe you try me at this Slam of Shindigs, yah?"

KID: "A match? For your title? Shindig Slam? Pal, you got yourself a date! I’m gonna show you that I’m not plain little, I’m a LITTLE unstable! I’m gonna kick your fat Swedish ass, you big oaf!"

[Hans Grip merely smiles and nods, which only infuriates Kid Punk more.]

HANS: "Haha, indeed we shall see. Very much so … hahahahaha"

[The Swede’s laughter is enough for Kid Punk. The Hardcore Champion stomps away from Grip, a black look on his face as he goes.]

Zero vs Tom "The Shuck" Ickleberry
Referee: Phil James

["Zero" by Smashing Pumpkins starts to play. Zero appears upon the stage. He strolls to the ring, accompanied by the __ of the crowd.]

TUCK: "This match is set for one fall. First, making his way to the ring, weighing 226lbs, ZERO!"

[The fan reaction just gets louder. Zero enters the ring and paces about, waiting for his mystery foe.]

GAV: "Isn't this fantastic?! I don't know what to expect next!"

[It seems unlikely that anyone has been expecting what appears to face Zero. Tom Green's "Bum Bum Song" starts to play. The fans give a mixed reaction, not knowing what's going on. Zero too, looks confused. "The Shuck" makes his debut. A young man with a goatee and slightly messy hair appears, dressed in a black suit. He starts walking down the ramp, but, suddenly, rushes to the sides and shakes his rear at the fans.]

TAFF: "What the hell was that all about?!"

GAV: "...I ...don't know...."

TUCK: "And his opponent, weighing 120 lbs, TOM 'THE SHUCK' ICKLEBERRY!"

["Shuck" has entered the ring and rips off his suit, revealing the green shorts beneath. "Shuck" promptly screams at the referee and his opponent. Zero and Phil James exchange glances.]

TAFF: "Who is that freak?!"

[The wrestlers move to opposite corners and referee James calls for the bell.]

TAFF: "Hah! This should be interesting!"

[The two men circle, slowly. Shuck starts making faces at Zero. Zero responds by charging at him with a Clothesline. Shuck ducks, then lays into Zero with some punches. He tries to whip him, but finds it reversed. Zero nails a Back Body Drop, tossing the Shuck like a ragdoll. He attempts a Jumping Legdrop, but Shuck rolls aside, letting Zero hit the floor.]

TAFF: "Whoah! This ...'thing' is actually putting on a decent match!"

[Shuck pulls Zero to his feet, then delivers a Snapmare. He immediately tries to apply a Sleeper Hold, but Zero counters by falling back and kicking the Shuck in the head. He leaps to his feet, pulls Shuck back up, and pulls off a Snap Suplex. Zero gets him up again and nails a Belly-to-Back Suplex. He floats over for a pin. Phil James counts:

One.

Tw- Kickout!]

GAV: "A smashing combination by Zero!"

[Zero keeps Shuck dazed with some punches, followed by a whip. Shuck dodges a Clothesline, but meets a Super Kick on his return. Zero pulls him to his feet and whips him into one of the corners. He charges in for a Clothesline, but Shuck throws his feet into Zero's face. Shuck catches Zero with a Face Crusher. He gets up and thumbs his nose at his fallen adversary.]

TAFF: "This guy's a loon! He should be in an institute!"

[Shuck stomps Zero, then pulls him up. He tries a whip, but Zero reverses. He ducks down, ready to Body Drop Shuck, but Shuck counters. He kicks Zero in the face, then Dropkicks him to the mat. Shuck attempts an Elbow drop, but Zero moves. Zero then attacks Shuck with a Gordbuster. He pins:

One.

Two.

Kickout!]

GAV: "This is a smashingly even match so far!"

[Both men find their feet. Shuck tries to attack first, but Zero blocks and counters. He nails a hard right on Shuck. Another! A third! Zero throws a final punch, but, out of nowhere, Shuck blocks it. He jabs Zero in the face. Zero staggers. Another jab! Zero looks dazed. The Shuck, for no apparent reason, drops down and does the splitz. He leaps right back to his feet and hits a blistering Clothesline, flooring Zero convincingly.]

TAFF: "THAT is meant to be his finisher?!"

GAV: "Smashing! The so-called 'Shuck-sta-matic'!"

[Zero seems to have been heavily stunned by Shuck's combination attack, showing no sign of moving. Shuck pins him:

One.

Two.

Three! Phil James signals for the bell!]

TAFF: "That was over pretty quick!"

GAV: "A fantastic clean win in his first match here!"

["The Bum Bum Song" starts up again.]

TUCK: "Here is your winner, 'THE SHUCK'!"

[Zero rolls out of the ring, still reeling from the finisher. He staggers up the ramp, washing his hands of the Shuck and the whole match. Shuck himself remains in the ring, wandering about, shaking his rear at the fans on all sides. He stays in the ring, dancing rings around the referee and just being generally silly, as Zero dissappears from view.]

(The Shuck is laughing non stop after his match and the crowd are very confused at this. The Shuck picks up a mic from ringside and slides back into the ring.)

TAFF: He seems very happy that he's won Gav. (laughs)

GAVIN JONES: Yeah, well The Shuck there, picking up the win. Now what is he going to say?

The Shuck: (laughing maniacally still) WELL! THAT WAS A LOT OF FUN!!!

(The crowd seem to laugh along with him a bit and then The Shuck finally stops laughing)

TAFF: Who IS this guy???

The Shuck: I'm sorry, I couldn't help laughing like that, I just can't stress how much fun wrestling is! But any way, let me properly introduce myself. I am..... THE SHUCK!

(The crowd laugh AT poor Tom Ickleberry)

The Shuck: Oh yeah sure. You can laugh now, but will you be laughing when..... when.... there's nothing to laugh about? Well? Will you!?

(The crowd seem to quieten down and a smug grin grows on Tom's face)

GAVIN JONES: Okkaayyyy......

The Shuck: There... Now, let me continue. I am The Shuck. I am the great Shuck. I am here in the C...

(The Shuck walks to the side of the ring and pokes his head through the ropes and asks the announcer..)

The Shuck: What is it?... Oh yeah.

TAFF: He doesn't even know where he is!

GAVIN JONES: (sarcastically) That's a surprise.

(He gets back into the center of the ring)

The Shuck: I am here in the CWF to show someone just how successful I can be. And that someone is my dad.

(The crowd giggle at this but Shuck shrugs it off)

The Shuck: Dad, I hope you saw this tonight, because this is what your son has done all his life! I've wrestled in the PBW, Pembrone Backyard Wrestling, for over 10 years. From when I was 13 right through until I was 27. And now i'm finally on TV! And Dad, I hope you will call me up tonight and ask me to come and live with you again, because when you kicked me out, I was heartbroken. I was devastated. My whole life was ruined, and –

The Shuck: Is it hot in here?

(The crowd seem to be getting bored of The Shuck now but seem intrigued at what he will do next)

The Shuck: Yeah i'm hot. I know...

TAFF: What's he doing?

GAVIN JONES: I dread to think...

(The Shuck drops the mic and instead of climbing out the ring normally he steps over the top rope, gets his foot tangled up and then falls to the outside. The crowd laugh at this mistake and The Shuck bounces straight back onto his feet and laughs. He then looks under the ring for something. He can't seem to find it. He then looks into the crowd and spots something. He clambers over the barrier and makes his way through the crowd all the way until he reaches the vender who is handing out soft drinks. He whispers something to the vender, and the vender hands him the whole tray of drinks. The shuck then makes his way back to the ring with the 20 or so drinks.)

GAVIN JONES: What the hell does he think he's doing?

(He carefully climbs over the barrier and then into the ring. He places the drinks down and then looks at them. He picks up the mic)

The Shuck: Yeah, as I was saying. It's hot in here. So i'm just going to have a little drink....

(The Shuck takes off his wrestling boots, then his elbow pads. He then takes off his wrestling shorts to reveal his thong. A shocked gasp comes from the crowd and some of them are now laughing. The Shuck then wipes his brow.)

TAFF: (laughing) Oh my god! What is he doing (laughs)

The Shuck: That's better... but i'm still hot....

(The Shuck then rips off his thong and screams in pain. He falls to the floor holding his privates. He rolls over to the mic which is also on the floor)

GAVIN JONES: WHAT THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE'S DOING!?

The Shuck: I'm okay, it just caught me somewhere, and it hurt..

(The Shuck gets to his feet and then calls the referee into the ring. He tells the referee to do something and then lays down. The ref looks at The Shuck as he lies on the canvas, butt naked. The referee then picks up the soft drinks and shrugs his shoulders before tipping them all over The Shucks body. The Shuck then smiles and wriggles about in the drink. The referee gives him a weird look before promptly exiting the ring. The Shuck then moves a bit closer to the mic again)

The Shuck: MMMM. I'm nice and cool now...mmmmm... Yes it's VERY cool now... VERY cool.... TAFF: He was funny at first... but now it's just weird!

GAVIN JONES: We need security out here! He's wasting time!

(The crowd are now booing this freak and security come down to the ring. they climb in and pick up the naked wrestler. They take him up the ramp and into the back. The Shuck waves at the crowd before they take him behind the curtains.)

TAFF: What the hell was all that about?

GAVIN JONES: I don't know but let's try and carry on normally with the rest of the night....

Disco Stu vs Clint Hill
Referee: Gary Willis

GAV: "This will be a smashing rematch!"

TAFF: "Sure will! I bet Clint really wants some payback for his last meeting with Stu!"

["Stayin' Alive" hits. Disco Stu struts his funky stuff down the ramp. A great pop is offered up upon his entrance.]

TUCK: "This match is set for one fall. Currently making his way to the ring, ...DISCO STU!"

[Before Stu even reaches the ring, Clint Hill comes racing down the ramp. He tackles the smaller man to the floor and lays into him with lefts and rights.]

TAFF: "Whoah! Clint Hill just went postal on Stu!"

[Hill pulls Stu to his feet and hurls him into the railing beside him.]

TUCK: "And his opponent, currently brawling outside the ring, ...CLINT HILL!"

GAV: "What an unusual announcement from Tuck!"

TAFF: "I guess the old duffer does have a sense of humour!"

[The referee has left the ring and is yelling at Clint to take Stu down there. Hill just brushes him off and Powerslams Disco Stu on the ramp. Finally, Clint relents and pulls Stu down towards the ring. He rolls the little man under the ropes, then follows him. The referee calls for the bell.]

TAFF: "Well, at least the match has OFFICIALLY started now."

[Hill goes right back to work on Stu, stomping him all around the ring. He pulls the dazed man to his feet, then floors him with a Shortarm Clothesline.]

GAV: "Fantastic! Clint Hill is really on top form!"

[Hill pulls Stu to his feet once more, nailing another Shortarm Clothesline. This time, however, Clint mantains his grip on Stu's arm, hitting a second Clothesline. Then a third. A fourth. Finally, Hill pulls Stu up one more time, takes a step back, then connects with a blistering Lariat that flips Stu in the air.]

TAFF: "What an awesome maneouvre by Hill!"

GAV: "Smashing!"

[Hill nails an Elbow Drop, then traps Stu in a Reverse Chinlock. Stu is easily able to reach the ropes, causing the hold to be broken. Hill gets Stu to his feet, whips him to the ropes, then floors him with a Spinebuster.]

GAV: "That was some smashing impact on that move!"

TAFF: "Hill's beating Stu like an egg!"

[Hill leads Stu about the ring, bouncing his head off each turnbuckle in turn. Hill finishes by nailing a Stall Suplex into the middle of the ring.]

TAFF: "He's showing no sign of letting up! He's gonna turn Stu into cream cheese at this rate!"

[Stu is barely moving anymore, totally unable to fight back. Hill goes for a cover:

One.

Two.

No! Broken by Clint Hill!]

GAV: "Hill isn't ready to finish this! He wants some more of Disco Stu!"

TAFF: "Disco Stu brought this on himself!"

[Hill resumes work on his small foe. He hits a Reverse DDT. Then a Brainbuster. Finishing with a Powerbomb. Hill takes a step back, leaning on the ropes to catch his breath. Disco Stu lays on the mat, writhing slowly.]

TAFF: "Stu has no energy left! Hill is just playing around!"

GAV: "I say! Clint Hill is being rather mean!"

[Hill goes back to work. He floors Stu with a Sidewalk Slam. Hill whips Stu to the ropes. As Stu bounces back, the referee steps in behind him, keeping his eye on the action. Hill attempts to Clothesline Stu, but, amazingly, the little man ducks, letting Hill clout the ref. Stu falls to his knees, having used the last of his energy to avoid Hill's attack.]

GAV: "How unlucky! Hill just hit the referee!"

TAFF: "That devious Disco Stu tricked him!"

[Clint Hill turns back to Stu and kicks him in the ribs. Stu rolls about the ring, clutching his side.]

TAFF: "Things are looking worse for Stu, now! Without the ref to stop him, Hill can do anything he likes!"

[Suddenly the crowd leaps to its feet. A massive pop goes up and we see a figure running to the ring. It is Stone Cold Andy Morgan.]

TAFF: "No way! What's going on?! Why is Stone Cold here now?!"

[Andy slides into the ring. Hill turns in time to see him. Clint throws a punch, but Andy blocks. He hits a series of blistering punches, driving Hill back. Andy steps back, gives Hill the finger, then boots him in the gut.]

TAFF: "That cheating scum! He just 'Stunned' Clint Hill!"

GAV: "He's paying back Stu for the favour he did last time!"

[Hill collapses to the mat with a crash. Andy drags Stu across the ring by his arm, draping him across Hill. Morgan then heads over to the ref and prods him with his toe. As the referee begins to stir, Andy slides out of the ring and starts walking up the ramp.]

TAFF: "Andy just turned the course of this match completely!"

GAV: "Smashing! He's turned it in Stu's favour!"

[The referee drags himself to Hill's prone corpse and raises his arm:

One.

Two.

Three! The fans leap to their feet! A great cheer goes up, and "Stayin' Alive" starts to play.]

TAFF: "Not again! Yet another victory has been stolen from under Clint Hill's nose!"

GAV: "Fate certainly seems to be against him in the 'wins' department!"

[Stu is helped to his feet by the ref, barely able to stand on his own. He stares around him groggily, realising he has somehow won the match. Stu clambers woosily from the ring. He staggers up the ramp, trying to dance to his music. However, he is having trouble with his balance, so the result is dancing of the fashion Phil partakes in.]

TAFF: "I don't think Stu has any idea what happened!"

[Indeed not, as he wobbles his way onto the stage and leaves the arena, leaving the still form of Clint Hill still laying in the ring.]

[Andrew McMartyn is walking down one of the backstage corridors looking decidedly calmer than earlier when a piercing voice shrills in his direction. A look of annoyance on his face, McMartyn looks up.]

EMMA: "ANDREW! ANDREW! Can I get a word ppppppleeease!!!"

[Andrew hisses dangerously as the rotund blonde announcer rushes up to him. Emma waves her microphone annoyingly in the Co-Owner’s face as she fires off her questions.]

EMMA: "Andrew? Whyonearthdidyouattackthehucksterattheendofyourmatchlikethat? Howdoyoufeelaboutnotbeingabletochallengeforthcwfchampionshipatshindigslamnow? Andwhatpossessedyoutoattackthecwfheadofstaffarranboylikethatafterthematch? Andrew? And-"

[Emma trails off as Andrew McMartyn glares straight ahead, past her incessant line of questioning. Slowly, the camera pans past Emma and to the right, following Andrew’s line of sight. The view finally stops on the Head Trainer of the CWF, ‘DSP’ Pete Nancollis. Emma backs off in silence as the two men stare coldly at each other, Pete sporting a large bandage around his head as a result of McMartyn’s vicious assault with a metal pipe on Turbulence. Andrew smiles, a sarcastic and nasty expression.]

ANDREW: "I do apologise, Peter. It seems I didn’t hear you quite right on Tuesday night, what you said about leaving the staff of the CWF alone. In the words of a certain pop star, I guess I should say "Oops, I did it again". Such a pity, considering how well and how long I’ve known good ol’ Arran. I DO hope he makes a speedy recovery…"

[Pete Nancollis’ eyes narrow in anger. His normally calm demeanour is being threatened by the rage bubbling inside him at McMartyn’s taunting.]

PETE: "You certainly have some sort of problem, Andrew. And on Tuesday, I wasn’t joking when I said you need to be put in your place … you need to be taught a lesson."

ANDREW: "Oh really? I need to be put in my place? Well then Peter Nancollis, "Demon Sheets Pete", D-S-P … seeing as I have next Sunday night free now, what’s say YOU put me in my place? How about you putting me in my place in ten days time at Shindig Slam?"

[Andrew waits intensely for an answer. Pete frowns at him in puzzlement.]

PETE: "You want a match with me? Andrew, you’re a little confused I see. I’m retired- no longer active- not a wrestler anymore! If this is what your little stunt tonight was about, forget it! I’m not facing you, not tonight, not at Shindig Slam, not ever!"

[Andrew chews his bottom lip thoughtfully and nods his head.]

ANDREW: "Hhmm… well let’s see what I can do to change your mind there Pete …"

[SMACK! Andrew slaps Pete hard right across the face! Pete Nancollis’ eyes snap wide open, and he lunges at Andrew. The two begin to scuffle wildly, but a team of security officers is straight on them, dragging the two men apart. Pete strains to get at Andrew, but his fellow trainer Eddie Jones rushes up and helps the security team lead him away.]

EDDIE: "Come on Pete, calm down. He’s not worth it!"

[A fuming DSP is pulled away and offscreen by the guards, leaving Eddie Jones to angrily turn to Andrew McMartyn, who has been watching Pete’s exit with amusement.]

EDDIE: "Listen up, Andrew. You’ve really stepped over the line this week, and you just better watch yourself. Soon not just the staff will be against you, but the fans, the other wrestlers, hell, probably the other owners too. For your own sake, I’d curb that temper of yours.."

[Eddie turns to leave and walks away from McMartyn, who stands muttering to himself darkly.]

ANDREW: "Temper … temper … temper …"

[Andrew McMartyn continues to repeat this to himself, as he slowly bends down and scoops a long wooden beam off the floor. He strokes the wood thoughtfully for a moment, then marches up behind the departing Edward and CRACK! The heavy wooden plank is smashed completely in two as Andrew brings it crashing down over Eddie’s head. The trainer crashes to the floor as wood splinters fly everywhere. In a scene very reminiscent of Tuesday night, Andrew stands over the still form of his victim and laughs.]

ANDREW: "Oh dear me. Yes, I should definitely start watching that temper of mine. Hahahahhah …"

[Andrew swaggers off laughing, leaving Eddie Jones lying face down and bleeding from the forehead.]

[Commercial Break]

[Following the commercial break, Acid has a duffel bag slung over her shoulder and is walking towards the exit of the arena, when she is suddenly stopped by a voice calling after her. It's Fallon...]

FALLON: "Acid, wait up!"

ACID: "Hi hun! I'm just on my way out. Everything ok?"

FALLON: "Yeah fine, except I lost to that wrinkly old bat the other night. I dunno what was going through my head! Anyway, I just came to ask if you wanted to go out for a drink after the show to cathc up on old stuff?"

ACID: "I'd love to Fallon, but I need to get back to Soho. Julia's home this weekend, plus I've got to meet someone before Redemption ends. In fact that's where I'm going now. Maybe some other time, ok?"

FALLON: "Yeah sure. Who is this mystery person? Are you meeting Kyle Reece for a quickie?"

[Acid laughs.]

ACID: "Funny, very funny! No, it's someone who might be able to help me get rid of my pest problem..."£

FALLON: "Pest problem?"

ACID: "Damian Ali."

FALLON: "Oh."

ACID: "I've got to go, OK? Have a good weekend!"

FALLON: "Sure thing! My love to Julia!"

[Acid waves and Fallon watches her leave, curiousity plastered all over her face.]

TRIPLE THREAT CAGE MATCH
Damian Ali vs Kyle Reece vs Dan Jones
Referee: Adrian Davies

GAV: "All set for the main event, Taff?"

TAFF: "You bet, Gav! This is going to be one for the books I think!"

GAV: "You think?! I know!!! I mean, we've got three hellish contenders locked inside a steelcage kicking the crap out of each other and the first to escape wins! This is going to be so cool!"

TAFF: "Well, the steel cage is now being lowered to surround the ring..."

TUCK: "It's time for the main event- the triple threat steel cage match. Introducing first, from New York City, he weighs in at 215lbs... KYLE REECE!!!"

['Give me fuel! Give me fire! Give me that which I desire!' Red and orange pyrotechnics explode as Kyle Reece makes his way through the crowd. He climbs over the barrier and then into the ring. He sheds his coat and waits for his opponents...]

GAV: "Reece looks determined as ever tonight, doesn't he?"

TAFF: "He's aiming to please! Acid, of course, has just given both him and Dan a chance to fight for the right to face the CWF Champion at Shindig. Both of them should be eager to please!"

GAV: "Yeah, but what shape are they going to be in after this match? Especially since Damian Ali has been thrown into this equation?"

TAFF: "Acid wants him out of the way pure and simple... I wonder if they can get the job done this time?"

GAV: "Who was that person Acid was talking to on the phone earlier this week? Strange... maybe that may have a factor in this match?"

TAFF: "Who knows? Who cares?!"

[The lights go red as a feminine scream is heard over the PA. The chorus of boos almost drowns out "Seek and Destroy" by Metallica as it is blaring over the PA. Damian Ali bursts out of the curtain, sprints down the ramp and dives intot he cage and immediately begins beating up on Reece! Reece fights back and very soon the two men are brawling on the canvas! Damian gets the advantages and mounts puinches on Reece.]

GAV: "QWhoa! Early start for Damian Ali there! Dan Jones isn't even here yet!"

[As Damian and Reece continue to scuffle on the canvas, 'Pushing Me Away' by Linkin Park plays breifly over the arena sound system as Dan Jones enters in a simliar fashion to Damian Ali, sprinting down to the ring, diving inside the cage and joining in the fighting. Referee Adrain Davies slams the cage door shut as soon as Dan is inside and calls for the bell to signal the official start of the match.]

[DING! DING! DING!]

TAFF: "Here we go!"

[Dan drags Damian Ali off of Reece and begins mounting his own punches on the former Hardcore champion, allowing Kyle Reece some time to recover. Dan continues his bombardment of ounches for a few more dseconds before dragging Damian Ali to his feet and irish whipping him into the corner. However, a dazed Ali still has enough sense in him to counter the move, sending Dan Jones crashing into both the turnbuckle and corner of the cage with an almighty clash! Dan falls back onto the canvas and lies there stunned. Damian Ali smiles sadistically, wiping some spuittle from the corner of his mouth before walking over Dan. Ali, however, doesn't see that reece has gotten to his feet again and Reece attacks Ali from behind, nailing him with an reverse DDT!]

GAV: "Whoa! What a free for all!"

TAFF: "Anything is possible when these three men are in the ring together!"

[Reece picks Ali up by the head and send shim back down to the canvas again with a big boot to the face. Reece follows up with an elbow drop, and then a crippler croosface. Damian Ali starts yelling in pain as Reece applies more pressure to Ali. Ali is on the verge of passing out and there is a gleam of sadism in Reece's eyes.]

GAV: "Reece seems to be really enjoying himself!"

TAFF: "Ali's not!"

[As Reece applies more pressure, Ali is almost passed out, at least unti, Reece is forced to break the hold because Dan Jones has just performed a baseball slide into the back of Reece! Reece lets go of Ali, and rolls away from him, clutching his own back in pain. Dan Jones springs to his feet and pulls Reece up into scoop slam.]

GAV: "Dan Jones is certainly on the ball tonight!"

[Dan gives Reece at few kicks to the mid section for good measure before turning and heading for the cage door.]

TAFF: "Looks like Dan is going to make it! He seems confident enough!"]

[Dan is almost at the door of the cage and is unlocking it when suddenly Reece knocks him down from behind.]

TAFF: "Reece is a fast recoverer, I must say! Dan should know better than to turn his back on that guy!"

[Reece drags Dan back into the centre of the ring and the two enter the tie up. Dan, being the heavier of the two, gains the momentum and executes a text-book suplex on Kyle Reece, followed up by leg drop. Whilst this is going on, Damian Ali is still recovering nearby from Reece's crossface. Dan once again drags Reece to his feet, but this time Reece is prepared. As Dan goes to whip Reece into the side of the cage, Reece counters, sending Dan headfirst into the steel cage with another mightly clang!]

GAV: "Second time tonight that's happened to Dan! He's not having much luck with those irish whips!"

TAFF: "He'll be hearing clanging in his sleep if this keeps up!"

[Dan is stunned by the impact, but does not go down, much to Reece's surprise. As Dan tries to gain soem balance, Reece nails him with a dropkick to the jaw. Dan goes down this time, his neck narrowly missing the bottom rope as he falls. Reece strides over to him, pulls him up and lifts him high above his head!]

GAV: "THE MILITARY PRESS!!! REECE IS GOING FOR HIS PATENTED MILITARY PRESS!!!"

TAFF: "Breathe Gav! You're hyperventilating..."

[Reece holds Dan in position for a few seconds, but instead of dropping him onto the mat, Reece thorws Dan Jones into the side of the steel cage! The impact makes a loud crashing noise and the crowd go ape! As gravity brings Dan back down, he becomes entangled between the ropes and the cage and cannot move. Reece then heads over to the cage door. Reece gets a huge pop from the crowd as he unlocks the cage door and pushes it open.]

GAV: "Reecehasdoneithesgotthismatchwonstepoutstepoutreece!!!"

TAFF: "Oh my God! The bastard's done it!"

[Reece is about to step outside to pick up the victory when suddenly his foot is hindered from taking that crucial step. Reece looks behind him to see that Damian Ali has a hold of his foot and is dragging him back inside the cage!]

GAV: "Wait a minute! Look at Ali! He's alive!"

TAFF: "He's got a hold of Reece's foot and will he hell let go!"

[Reece tries in vain to shake off Damian Ali but Ali's grip is too strong. Using all the strength he can muster, Ali manages to topple Reece and drag him fully back inside the cage. Reece is furious. He leaps to his feet again after kicking Ali in the face to make him let go. He then drags Ali up by the head and attempts to whip him into the side of the cage where Dan is still entangled. Ali, however, reverses the move and sends Reece flying into Dan! A few drops of blood drip from Ali's mouth as he stands up straight and stares at the mangled mess of Dan Jones and Kyle Reece between the ropes and the side of the cage.]

GAV: "All this chaos... all this destruction! I LOVE IT!!!"

TAFF: "Dan and Reece are well and trully stuck. I don't think either of them even know what planet they're on!"

GAV: "Look at Ali! He's going for the door!"

TAFF: "I don't think Acid is going to be too pleased about this..."

[Ali staggers towards the door, still woozy from that kick to the face by Reece among other things. Nevertheless, the former Hardcore Champion pushes the cage door open and steps out. He gets one foot on the ground, followed by the other!]

[DING! DING! DING!]

TUCK: "Here is your winner... DAMIAN ALI!!!"

GAV: "Ali did it! Well, there's something I didn't expect!"

TAFF: "I did! Maybe Acid's right... Dan and Reece CAN'T get anything right!"

['Seek & Destroy' plays over the sound system as Damian Ali celebrates his victory on the outside of the ring. Blood still drips from his mouth from the kick that Reece gave him, but Ali doesn't seem to care. Reece and Dan are being helped out of the ring by Adrian Davies. Reece is furious and Dan isn't happy himself. The two men stare each other out maliciously before making there own way backstage- Reece through the crowd, Dan up the ramp. Both of them stare at Ali, who in turn laughs at them. Then Ali, himself, begins to make his way back up the ramp when suddenly the lights fade...]

GAV: "Huh?"

[Ali stops in his tracks. Suddenly there is a flash of blue pyros and a voice can be heard over the sound system...]

VOICE: "Never fear... the Blue Flash is here!!!"

[The lights come back on and the crowd jump to their feet and start to cheer as the Blue Flash dashes down the ramp, his cape biollowing behind him and launches an attack on Damian Ali! ]

GAV: "It's the Blue Flash! The Blue Flash is back in the CWF!"

TAFF: "This can't be! He was fired! Mr McMartyn fired him little over a couple of weeks ago..."

GAV: "Perhaps this is the 'hero' Acid was taking about the other day...?"

[Ali is totally taken by surprise as the Blue Flash beats him back towards the ring.]

GAV: "Flash is really taking it to Ali!"

[The Blue Flash throws Ali back into the cage and follows, locking the door behind them. He continues to beat up on Ali, creating another cut just above Damian Ali's eyebrow. Ali collapses on the canvas a bloody mess as the Blue Flash poses for the crowd before ascending one of the sides of the steel cage.]

GAV: "I can't watch! This is too much!"

TAFF: "Flash obviously going way, way upstairs but what does he plan to do when he gets to the top?"

[The Blue Flash reaches the top of the cage. He pulls himself up to stand on the narrow edge of the cage top. He again poses for the crowd, who give him a huge pop...]

GAV: "Don't do it Flash!"

[The Blue Flash pauses for a second before performing a swanton bowb from the top of the cage and onto Damian Ali! Ali's limp body jolts upon impact and a sickening thud resonants through the canas springs. The Blue Flash seems none the worse for wear following such a high rise move and he casually gets to his feet and leaves the cage as his music 'Flash' plays over the speakers!]

GAV: "I can't believe it! The Blue Flash has defied the McMartyns and has returned to the CWF!"

TAFF: "Oh God! I doubt Damian Ali will ever be the same again!"

[As Redemption goes off the air we see an image of Damian Ali unconscious and bleeding the middle of the ring whilst the Blue Flash walks uip and ramp, occasionally stopping and posing for the ecstatic crowd...]