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MATCH #1

Inquisitor Salem & Heretic v Bench Man & Nigel the Bench

MATCH #2

Vixen v Corvus Iracundia (c)

Demonweight Title Match

MATCH #3

Kume Hiroshi v Gal'Noren

MATCH #4

Dante and Apocalypse (c) v Havok & Mayhem

Tag-Team Title match

MATCH #5

Dante v Apocalypse

Flaming Spiked Pit Cell Escape match

MATCH #6

Chapel (c) v Gal'Noren

Deathmatch title match

MATCH #7

Malice (c) v Miliardo Westmarch

SWF Title match

The camera travels along an empty street, until it reaches a manhole cover, the cover slides aside and the camera drops into the hole, The immeadiate black fades away and is replaced by an oncoming red glow. "Suffer Age" by Fear Factory begins to play and bursts into heavy guitar as the red glow is revealed as the mightiest of Hell's cities: Stygian. The camera speeds towards a large cavern, The letters "SWF" burn brightly outside the cave. The camera enters the orifice, and the Maelstrom logo bursts onto the screen, backgrounded by the picture of Dante and Phoenix standing back to back, both with distrustful looks on their faces.

When the logo fades the view is of the huge space that is the SWF arena, the camera circuits the arena, showing the ranks of demons that fill the crowd area some of whom hold up signs like "Miliardo's back!", "I'm the Woman behind the Mask!" and "Go, Malice, Go!", the mortal enclosure above the Eden Gate seperated from the demons by it's perspex screens.

The twin HellTrons flash shots of the recent events in the SWF. The two opposing entrances, the HellGate, from which all of the demonic and otherwise Hellish members of the SWF roster enter the arena and the Eden Gate from which the mortal and Human wrestlers make their respective ways. Finally the camera stops at the commentary desk where two commentators sit in expectation of the evening's matches.

Boss: Welcome to SWF Summer of Discontent! Our most recent PPV, where we will see Malice defend her SWF title against the recently-crowned no. 1 contender, Miliardo Westmarch!
Ozzy: Also tonight, Dante and Apocalypse will defend their Tag Titles against Havok & Mayhem, and they'll also be fighting each other in a Flaming Spiked Pit Cell Escape match! Damn, that's hard to say!
Boss: We'll see Gal'Noren fight in two matches as well - first against current nemesis Kume Hiroshi, then against the Deathmatch Champion Chapel!
Ozzy: And we'll see Corvus Iracundia defend the Demonweight title against Vixen! First up, though, we're going to see a match between Bench Man and Inquisitor Salem! This was going to be a Tag Team match including Heretic and Nigel the Bench, but a few minutes ago, Heretic "accidentally" crushed Nigel underfoot. We have footage, but Vixe-President Vision won't show it as he says he has "better things to do than show DIY carpentry". Or something.

The crowd are roaring and screaming their praises into the humid atmosphere of the SWF arena, that is until "Schnock" is reluctantly started by the Choir, and the bumbling Bench Man ambles down to ringside, clothed in his bench covered coat. He trips over the ring apron, and lands flat on the canvas. The arena bursts with laughter, but that suddenly stops, as "Firestarter" explodes from the choir, along with several banks of flame that roar along the Edengate. Inqusitor Salem appears from the Edengate, Old Flambe slung over his shoulder. Demons and mortals alike start to anxiously move away from the saftey ralis, looking for the nearest exit. Salem strides down the ramp, glowering at the assembled crowd, and suddenly flips Old Falmbe forward, and lets loose a gout of flame towards a group of black clad demons. He mounts the ring, just as the poor demons burn out, and removes his hat and coat, placing on top of Old Flambe in the corner of the ring.

**Bell Rings**

Bench Man charges at Salem, who responds with a big boot to Benchy's jaw. Bench Man topples over, and clutches his face, whilst Salem looks on, barely suppresing laughter at Bench Mans sobs. As the Bench Avatar finally gets to his feet, Salem wraps his arms around Benchys waist, and hoists him into the air for a t-bone suplex. Bench Mans face connects with the lower of the three turnbuckle pads, and he is springshoted over Salmes head, onto the canvas. Salem looks pleased by the turn of events, and proceeds to hammer Benchy with hard lefts and rights. After making Bench Man's face a bloody pulp, he lifts the Avatar of Benches into an inverted piledriver, and jumps up to slam Benchys head square into the canvas. There's a sickening crunch as Benchy's head connects, and he spasams out of Salems grip, and lies jittering on the floor. Salem places a foot on Bencys chest, and the referee counts.1..2..3!!

>Ring Announcer: And the winner, SALEM!!

Boss: It's almost depressing, starting off a PPV with a Bench Man match.
Ozzy: I dunno, it's always funny watching him get creamed.
Boss: Well, kudos for Salem for destroying the moron, I'm sure he'll be terrorising us all soon. For now, though, let's turn our attention to the match for the Demonweight title. Corvus Iracundia and Vixen.
Ozzy: Hehehe...Vixen! Enough said!

RA: The next match is for the SWF Demonweight Title, And, introducing first the challenger "The Drover" VIXEN!!!

"Into the Infinity of Thoughts" the thundering opus by Emperor is roared by the Choir Of Tortured Souls The fans roar some appreciation as Vixen steps from the HellGate, however it may have more to do with what Ozzy J is howling at - her ring attire, rather than her more accustomed leather trousers and fishnet combo Vixen is clad in PVC hot pants and thigh boots with a PVC halter top. She runs down to the ring as Ozzy bounces happily in his seat, she is about to roll into the ring when some kind of sixth sense causes her to turn a withering stare on Ozzy, who visibly crumples. Vixen enters the ring and paces it waiting for her opponent.

D Boss: Hey, Ozzy, Vixen sure looked pissed with you then.
Ozzy J: Fuck Off!

RA: And Her opponent, the SWF Demonweight Champion, "The Surviving Saint" CORVUS IRACUNDIA!!!!

"Vampyre Erotica"'s Orchestral opening woos the crowd, much like the presence of the vampire as he steps out of the HellGate, the baby dragon Grigor at his side, the dragon is growing well and will soon dwarf his master. With a burst of supernatural speed Corvus is in the ring and were it not for Vixen's lupine alertness would have been hitting a falling spinebuster, instead he gets a knee in his solar plexus, and with that the time keeper rings the bell.
Vixen tries to capitalise on her good start but Corvus reverses her neckbreaker into one of his own. Vixen doesn't pause for a second as he brings Corvus down with a drop toe hold before flipping up and landing a frog splash. She rolls off in a forward roll, leaving her back exposed to the vampire who has flipped to his feet and catches her in a backbreaker. Vixen grimaces as she slides to the floor, Corvus begins to stamp on her but with a swift movement she grabs him around the ankle and heaves him over onto his face. Vixen rolls away and gets to her feet, she turns to face Corvus and the two circle each other warily. Without warning Corvus leaps high into the air and aims for a hurricanarana but Vixen ducks and he crashes into the turnbuckle, Vixen follows him with a yakuza kick to the back of the head, then she pounces on him and procedes to smash his face repeatedly into the 'buckle.
With the supernatural force granted him by the vampiric embrace Corvus manages to push away from the corner and the pair hurtle straight across the ring and smash into the opposite buckle, Vixen's back can almost be heard to crack audibly.

D Boss: Vixen's back seems to be taking a lot of damage
Ozzy: Poor bitch.
D Boss: That's hardly a politically correct statement Ozzy.
Ozzy: No but it IS biologically accurate.
D Boss: Hmmmmm

Corvus drags Vixen away from the corner and DDT's Vixen, he rolls onto her back and locks on a surfboard, Vixen struggles under him and tries to escape the hold, the ref checks if he wants to submit and she shakes her head. She tries to kick her legsto get some leverage against the ground but only manages to give Corvus a better grip, which he uses to good advantage a slight gasp escapes Vixen's lips. Almost imperceptibly Vixen begins to transform, she remains in the shape of a human but she seems to grow, Corvus loses his grip on her arms, she escapes and reverts to the homid form. Corvus stares at her slightly confused, but he hestitates too long as Vixen kicks him in the gut and lands a flying headscissors, bearing the cainite to the mat. She gets up and hits a standing senton bomb, she hooks Corvus' leg and the referee starts to count, 1 - t-kickout! Vixen snarls disgusted as Corvus gets up, they lock up and jockey for position, Vixen pulls Corvus over in a Northen Lights Suplex, she holds the bridge until Corvus kicks up, dislodging her. Corvus is on his feet ina flash and goes for an elbow drop onot Vixen's exposed stomach but she rolls away and Corvus lands hard on the canvas. Vixen's roll takes her to her feet conveniently close to the turnbuckle which she mounts before spinning off backwards in a moonsault, Corvus, still stunned from his impact with the canvas can't roll away and Vixen lands full force on top of him.
Vixen rolls off as Corvus sits up, anger radiating from him as he falls into a vampiric frenzy, he grabs Vixen and plunges his fangs into her neck, starteled she strikes back with an open-handed rake across the vampire's face.

D Boss: Yhey're really fighting tooth and nail here!
Ozzy: You've been waiting all night or a chance to use that line haven't you?
D Boss: No! well, er yeah actually.
Ozzy: Loser

Following The Vixen's Claw, Vixen goes in and lands the modified dog meat (Pumphandle Northen Lights Suplex) Corvus struggles as she pins him but she holds the cover for the three count.

RA: Your Winner And NEW SWF Demonweight Champion: VIXEN!!!!!

"Into The Infinity Of Thoughts" is sung again as Vixen leaves the arena, still bleeding from the gash at her neck, her new title belt in one hand.

Ozzy: That was a grreat match there, spoiled only by that awful "Tooth and nail" joke by my partner there!
Boss: Aaah, shut up! Let's get onto the next match now - Gal'Noren v Kume Hiroshi!
Ozzy: I'm not interested - neither of them has breasts! Well, Kume can probably produce some, but that's a sick thought that I'm going to have to burn out of my mind with alchohol now!

As "Dog New Tricks" kicks in, Gal' Noren struts down from the Hellgate, arms held out, and a sadistic smile on his lips. He leaps over the ropes, and bows to the chorus of boos from the audience. "Marilyn My Bitterness" interupts Gal's posing, as a blur of flesh colour speeds down the ramp, and launches it self up and into the ring. Gal's heightend reflexes just allow him to leap out of the way, as Kume Hiroshi lands so hard on the canvas, that the area he hit bends and contorts under his landing. He slowly rises, to reveal his twitching muscles, and smouldering eyes, fixed on Gal. Kume backs off as Gal slowly, cautiously enters the ring.

**BELL RINGS**

Kume starts by clobbering Gal with a rock hard clothesline that sends the half-elf spinning over. Kume glares at Gal, and lays into him with kicks to the kidneys. Gal repsonds by sweeping Kums legs from under him, and springs to his feet. Kume is straight up to, and the two exchange punchs to the face. Gal gets the upper hand, and hits a combo of spinning kicks and finishes with a roundhouse kick to Kume's chin. Kume slumps to his knees, and Gal locks in a sleeper hold. Kume struggles, and throws a few poorley aimed elbows at Gal's ribs, but Gal tightens his grip, and Kume falters. Gal adds a cobra clutch, which makes Kume wince, and the referee goes to raise Kume's arm. 1...2...thre-WAIT! Kume's hand twitches in the air, but his arm seems lifeless and dead. Suddenly, combined with a shout of disgust from the crowd, Kume's hand seperates from his wrist, and flops to the floor. Gal doesn't notice the missing apendage until it locks on the Humorous Shadow!! Gal immediatly falls over and tried to wrestle the hand that's set to stop any chance of fathering children he might have!! Meanwhile, Kume staggers to his feet, and hits an elevated leg-drop to Gal's throat. Kume's errant hand returns to it's host, and connects, just in time to block a haymaker from Gal. Gal is on the offensive as he hammers hard lefts and rights into Kume skull. The Cathayan is rocked back and forth, and with one final uppercut, is sent into the corner, where he slumps down to the canvas. Gal smiles as he picks up kume and places him upside down, in athe aprtly named Tree of Woe position. He takes a long run up, and baseball slides Kume right in the face. Kume shudders, and several small cuts on his face begin to spill blood down his face. Gal loocks on with a sadistic look on his face, and quickly slides out of the ring, and ducks under the ring apron. He pulls out a reinforced table, a small bag and a sheet of glass. He slides these instruments into the ring, and shoulder bloks Kume for good measure. He sets up the table opposite the turnbuckle, and places the sheet of glass just on the struts under the table face, so that there are two levels of the table. He then Holds up the little, bag, and sprinkles the contents over the table. A roar comes from the crowd, as hundreds of thumbtacks spill onto and over the table. Gal laughs, and hoists Kume onto his shoulder. From there he spins him round into a Dominator position, and prepares to smash him through the table. But Kume wriggles, and slides down Gal's back, catching him in a reverse neckbraker. Gal hits the mat hard, and both him and Kume are down and out, panting on the canvas. The Referee starts the count. 1....2....3.....4......5.......6.......7........8....Gal places a shaking hand on the ropes, and hoists himslef up, wiping the blood from his eyes. Kume staggers upright, one had to the slick red mess on his face, the other clinging to the turnbuckle for dear life. Gal, with his last burst of energy, charges at Kume. Kume suddenly ducks, and rips the ring gaurd from it's place, whilst drop-toe-holding Gal. Gal's face collides with the steel ring support, mashing his face up even more. Kume looks like he's about to drop, but with a final surge of strength, flings Gal agsint the ropes, and catches him in a powerbomb stance. The crowd roar as Kume, somehow, hoists Gal up to his houlders, and edges to wards the modofies table. But before he can get there, Gal flings backward, and send Kume flying forward with a Hurricanranna.Kume explodes through the table, and straight into the turnbuckle. The two competitors collapse in a bloody mess as the ref tries to raise Gals' hand.

Ring Announcer: And the winner, Gal' Noren!!

"Dog New Tricks" begins as Gal staggers to his feet, clutching his arms, and stumbles off into the back. Kume, covered in blood, broken glass, and his body riddled with thumbtacks, eventually gets to his feet, and somehow walks away from the blood soaked ring.

Boss: And Gal picks up the victory in a hard=fought match!
Ozzy: Poor Kume! After failing to beat Gal, I'll bet that Malice won't give him any tonight!
Boss: Shut up, Ozzy. Now we have a Tag Team title match, seeing Dante and Apocalypse defend against Havok & Mayhem.
Ozzy: The big question - will this be the night that Dante and Apocalypse finally try to kill each other?

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for the SWF Tag Team Championship!! Firstly, introducing the challenger...IOCUS AND THE ANARKISTER, HAVOK & MAYHEM!!!

The Choir starts playing "Anarchy in the UK", and the Anarkister comes out with a large sack, that is presumably full o9f explosive devices. The crowd aren't too happy. Strangely enough, Iocus also comes out with a sack. What is inside is a mystery, as is why a guy with a pocket that can contain anything needs a sack in the first place.

Boss: I wonder what those two are up to now...
Ozzy: Maybe they thought they were gonna have a picnic?

Ring Announcer: And their opponents, the SWF Tag Team Champions, first introducing...APOCALYPSE!!!

"Superstar" begins, and Apocalypse comes out and walks to the ring, his eyes staring coldly at both men, particularly the Anarkister.

Boss: How long ago was it that Apocalypse and Anarkister began their rivalry?
Ozzy: About...a long time ago. Even before Apocalypse and Dante became tag champs...and enemies!

Ring Announcer: And his partner..."THE DARK ANGEL" DANTE!!!

"Anything But This" begins, and Dante comes out, full of the arrogant confidence that had become his trademark.

Boss: Dante's a former SWF Champion, and Apocalypse is still undefeated. In theory, they should make an incredibly tough team.
Ozzy: Except that they hate each other. Not that liking each other is a pre-requisite for being the Tag Champs. Remember Gal'Noren and Fantasy? Anarkister and the Relentless One?

Dante boots Iocus in the face, then whips him into the corner. He levels him with a huge clothesline. He whips Iocus into the opposite corner and runs in with a second devestating clothesline! On a roll, he goes for the same move again. This time, Iocus jumps before he hits the turnbuckle, and flips over backwards, sailing over the head of Dante! Dante barely manages to stop himself crashing into the turnbuckle, but turns around into...a water bomb? Iocus giggles as Dante angrily wipes the water from his face. Hethrows a punch, but Iocus ducks it and plants a fist into Dante's solar plexus. He then whips the Dark Angel into the ropes, tagging in Anarkister. Dante comes back, leap frogs over Iocus, and is caught in a spinebuster by Anarkister! Anarkister covers - 1..2..kickout! Anarkister jumps up and lands with a legdrop, then picks up Dante. He attempts a standing powerslam, but Dante pushes him back into the corner. Dante starts pounding on Anarkister's head, but Iocus grabs his head and jumps off the ring apron. Dante's neck is snapped sharply onto the ropes, and he is catapulted off into the centre of the ring! Anarkister hops onto the second buckle, flies off with an elbowdrop...and misses! Dante rolls away in time. He gets back to his feet and powerslams Anarkister onto the mat for a cover - 1..2..kickout! Dante runs the ropes, but feels a slap on his shoulder as Apocalypse tags himself in. Apocalypse mows down Anarkister with a flying forearm shot. Dante leaves the ring, but he doesn't look overly happy.

Boss: Signs of antagonisation already showing.
Ozzy: Who's antag-wossname, and why's he leaving signs around here?
Boss: Never mind, Ozzy.

Apocalypse hits Anarkister with a chokeslam and covers - 1..2..kickout! Apocalypse stands up then hits a falling splash onto his opponent. He picks up the challenger and whips him between the buckle pads, slamming his shoulder into the ringpost. Anarkister slumps down, chest still between the buckles, and Apocalypse drops a high jumping legdrop onto his back, crushing his chest on the top of the metal chain link. Anarkister falls backwards, coughing up blood. Apocalypse picks up Anarkister, but then Dante tags himself in! Dante grabs the Anarkister and executes the Rings of Hades, but he doesn't get a chance to cover. Apocalypse is getting in his face, not too happy. Dante argues back, but then gets sent flying out of the ring by Apocalypse's head-butt - an inadvertant attack caused by Iocus charging into Apocalypse from behind! Iocus tries for a DDT, but Apocalypse low-blows him, then executes the Quake! Dante is in the ring again, insisting that as the legal man, he makes the cover. Apocalypse doesn't agree.

Boss: So, I'd say that this team's pretty much done.
Ozzy: Yeah, time for a good old-fashioned...hey, what's going on now?

As Dante and Apocalypse argue, Havok & Mayhem have slipped out of the ring and emptied their sacks of the mechanical equipment that they brought with them. They start putting the things together, building what must have been the "Unity Machine" that Iocus mentioned a few days ago. In moments, it has taken its huge, unholy shape...

Boss: My god...it's...it's a huge...it's a giant...
Ozzy: Shed.
Boss: It is, isn't it? Why have they built a giant shed on the rampway?
Ozzy: What, do I look like the answer man?

Iocus frowns at the shed, and pulls out a set of blueprints, scrawling through them. Anarkister angrily slaps Iocus on the back of the head and jabs at a part of the plans. Iocus slaps a hand to his forehead and chuckles at his mistake. They go to re-make the machine, but by this time, the Champs have gotten out of the ring and are attacking them. Dante throws Iocus into the ring, gets in himself, and starts laying in the punches. Apocalypse throws Anarkister in, and starts battering him in a similar way. Both Champions whip their opponents into the ropes...both go for powerful clotheslines...both miss as their opponents duck...and Dante and Apocalypse crash into each other! That is the last straw, and the Champions start fighting each other, violently!
Havok & Mayhem slip out of the ring again and return to their machine. It is quickly rebuilt into a bizzare weapon of war, a huge piston with two gigantic hammer shafts...but with no heads. Anarkister folds his arms and glares at Iocus, who admits that he forgot the hammer heads. He reaches into his pocket and brings out the only possible things that can replace them - a giant salt and pepper set! Anarkister groans in disbelief, then signals for Iocus to put the things on. Once done, Iocus pulls the lever, and the Champions' fight is abruptly ended when the crockery slams onto their respective heads. They are immediately covered - 1..2..3!

Ring Announcer: The winners of the match, and the new SWF Tag Team Champions...HAVOK & MAYHEM!!!

Iocus leaps up, gives a loud "Woooo-hooo!", grabs a title belt and leaps off. Anarkister shakes his head in despair as he sees Stygian Vision's goons take the Unity Machine away, then follows his insane partner.

Boss: *groan* It's worse than the time Vision went mad and got his custard obsession! How can I professionally say "Dante and Apocalypse lose their titles after being KO'd by some salt and pepper pots"?
Ozzy: Erm, I'm being told that the card is now being re-arranged, and the Dante-Apocalypse fight will begin next.
Boss: Really? Why's that?
Ozzy: It might be something to do with the fact that both guys are up and now trying to kill each other!!!

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a Flaming-Spiked-Pit Cell escape match, the winner getting a shot at the Deathmatch title! Introducing...!!!

The announcer is slammed from behind by the fueding pair, and almost knocked into the pits that are opening around the ring. As he gets up, he sees the cell being lowered from above.

Ring Announcer: Screw this. You lot know who's fighting anyway!

The annoucner gets out just before the cell is in place. As the bell rings, Dante kicks Apocalypse off him into the corner. He leaps up and spears Apocalypse forther into the corner, then takes him down in a sambo suplex. He runs the ropes and charges back, but Apocalypse catches him in a monkey flip. Apocalypse gets up and levels Dante with a clothesline, then locks on an armbar. Dante grabs the ropes, but Apocalypse won't let go! So Dante uses the ropes to pull himself up, and then hits Apocalypse in the face with his elbow! Dante picks up Apocalypse by the waist, and nails him with a spinebuster!

Boss: Oooh...nasty!
Ozzy: Thank you, Treguard.

Dante jumps off the second buckle and floors Apocalypse with the Fallen Angel! He walks into the corner and orders the door open. The door opens, but Dante realises that there is no safe way to get to it - Vision, being the sadistic git that he is, has designed Dante's chosen match so that he has to jump over the pit to get to the door! Dante rolls his eyes at Vision's "joke", and prepares to jump...but then Apocalypse grabs his ankle, and nearly trips him into the pit! Dante grabs the ropes to steady himself, then kicks Apocalypse in the face. He tries to roll him into the pit, but Apocalypse jams himself hard on the mat, then jabs har into Dante's knee! Dante drops to one knee, and gets a backhand to the face. Apocalypse gets up and boots Dante hard into the ribs. Dante groans and clutches his ribs, getting back to his feet wobbily. Apocalypse waits for just the right moment...and then big boots Dante over the top rope, sending him straight into the pit!

Boss: Oh CRAP!!!
Ozzy: That's it! Dante's dead!

Apocalypse rests on the ropes, chuckling. He waves at the officials to open the cell door, then prepares to make the jump. He tenses...and a hand shoots out of the pit, grabbing his ankle! Apocalypse breaks loose and backs off, as a burned, bleeding, sliced-up, and above all, pissed off Dante emerges from the pit!

Ozzy: I don't believe it! He should be dead!

Apocalypse tries to punch Dante back into the pit, but the Dark Angel doesn't seem to feel it, as if the agony of being burned and impaled has destroyed his pain recepotors. Apocalypse tries again, but Dante ducks the punch, skips into the middle of the ring, screams out loud, and throws so many punches so fast that they just meld into one blurry flurry! Apocalypse is severely hurt by the flurry, and fails to stop Dante from hitting him with the Rings of Hades! Dante turns from Apocalypse to the ring mat itself - he punches through the mat and tears out a piece of the ring's scaffolding! He raises it high and brings it crashing down on Apocalypse's head! Once done, Dante seems to calm down a bit. He goes to the corner and jams the scaffolding between the ring and the cell wall, making a platform to walk to the exit. Dante orders the door open, then goes to step outside...only to have the door suddenly slammed on his head!

Boss: What..? It's Sarah Jihad! And the Idolator! They stopped Dante from leaving the cell!
Ozzy: The Demongate commentators must still be sore about what Dante did to Alan a few weeks ago!

Dante gets back to his feet, bleeding from the face and his right arm horribly bruised from where it was jammed in the door. He yells at Aolan Slocumbe and Sarah Jihad, but is then grabbed from behind by Apocalypse, and suplexed back into the ring! Apocalypse pulls up Dante and whips him into the ropes, nailing him with a boot to the head. He tries to follow up with the Quake, but Dante slides down his back and bounces off the ropes. He launches a big boot...but so does Apocalypse. Both men end up flat on their backs. For a moment, nothing in the ring moves. Slowly, Apocalypse and Dante begin to stir.
Without warning, something metal jabs up through the mat and slices a large gash. From the gash, a pillar of flaming light shoots up, melting a hole in the top of the cage. Two figures, one short and one tall, can be seen in the flames. The short one steps into the ring - Emily! It seems that the Consortium has finally sent its agent to retrieve Veil from Vision's body. The other figure steps onto the mat, and the crowd starts to panic. The figure is Painite.

Boss: Oh no...not him! Not him!!!
Ozzy: Sharve Oman...Pitt sent the damned Painite!
Boss: Why'd he have to send HIM? Everywhere that psychopath steps, he causes chaos and madness!
Ozzy: The crowd agree, Boss! I remember seeing him in KCW a year or so ago - he collapsed the entire arena building just to get to his opponent!

Dante and Apocalypse are both staring at Painite as the Gate to Hell dissapates. Quick as a flash, Painite has whipped out his spear, Crystarr, and brings it crashing down on Dante's head! He mutters something like "You need to be more careful whose Master you insult", then walks out of the cage and into the back. Emily curtseys apologetically to Apocalypse, then follows Oman.
Apocalypse is a little suprised, but he's not one to pass up an oppertunity. As Dante tries to clamber back to his feet, apocalypse delivers a punt-style kick to the face, forcing Dante painfully vertical, then executes the Quake! Apocalypse is limping slightly, but is able to use the makeshift platform that Dante provided earlier to step over the pit and exit the cell!

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match...APOCALYPSE!!!

Boss: I still can't believe it. But it really hammers home just how many enemies Dante's made!
Ozzy: Apocalypse, Alan and Sarah, and now Painite! And there's Lucifer too, don't forget!
Boss: I suppose...hmmm?

As Apocalypse walks back up the ramp, the HellTrons activate, showing...a blank screen? The screens display nothing for a moment, then go back to normal. Apocalypse shrugs, disregarding the glitch.
Unfortunately, it was actually a distraction. From out of the crowd, Talonn and Kuro burst out and attack Apocalypse! Talonn slams a concrete block into the back of Apocalypse's head, bringing him down. The attackers place the block on the ground, then pick up Apocalypse, heave him up, and bring him crashing down with e brainbuster onto the block! Talonn and Kuro then casually leave the scene. Apocalypse is gushing blood from the top of his head, and the block has been broken in half by the impact!

Boss: What was that?!
Ozzy: Remember in the Rumble match on Demongate? Kuro attacked Apocalypse when he was about to eliminate Talonn? I assumed that he did it just to save his friend from elimination. But maybe there was something more to it...
Boss: What would they have against Apocalypse?
Ozzy: How would I know?
Boss: I was speaking figuratively...ah, forget it. Next up, we'll be seeing Gal'Noren again, this time in an attempt to lift the Deathmatch title off Chapel.
Ozzy: What's with all the fighting twice tonight? Why can't we have a load of ladies mud-wrestling fights instead?

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for the SWF Deathmatch Champion! Firstly, re-introducing the challenger..."THE BEASTMASTER" GAL'NOREN!!!

The Choir starts playing "Dog New Tricks", and Gal'Noren walks out to the ring, slightly battered from his earlier fight with Kume Hiroshi, but not at all defeated...

Boss: Gal beat Kume Hiroshi earlier on. Will he make it a 2-0 record for tonight?
Ozzy: And will we see that masked chick that's watching him? I bet she's hot!

Ring Announcer: And his opponent, representing Malevolence, the SWF Deathmatch Champion..."THE BROKEN SOUL" CHAPEL!!!

"Somebody Someone" begins, and Chapel walks out with his title belt over one shoulder. Physically, he looks in fresher shape than his opponent, but he has a distracted look in his eyes...

Boss: We haven't seen Chapel for a while, since his brother was hit by that strange illness.
Ozzy: Chapel'd better snap out of it - in Gal's present mood, he won't let an oppertunity presented by weakness slide!

As Chapel gets into the ring, Gal'Noren hits a baseball slide onto Chapel's right knee. Chapel drops the title belt and falls through the ropes to the outside. Gal slingshots himself over the top rope into a plancha, decking Chapel to the ground. He picks up Chapel and slams his head into the ringsteps, then the ringpost. He whips Chapel to the crowd barricade, but Chapel reverse the whip, and Gal's body rattles on the railing. Chapel charges and clotheslines Gal over the fencing into the crowd!

Ozzy: What're they going into the crowd for? Mr Morningstar didn't have the ring built for decoration, ya know!

Chapel follows the Half-Elf into the crowd, grabs a bottle from a fan, and shatters it over Gal's head! Gal slumps to his knees, then gets grabbed by Chapel and thrown right over the fencing back to the ringside area. Gal pulls himself onto the ring apron and rolls into the ring. Chapel starts to climb in, but as he is halfway through the ropes, Gal nails him with a scissors kick! Chapel hits the mat, and Gal covers - 1..2..kickout! Gal pulls Chapel up and whips him, but Chapel reverses the whip again. This time, Gal jumps, bounces his feet off the top turnbuckle pad, and somersaults right over Chapel's head!

Boss: Impressive move, especially for someone who's fighting their second match of the night!
Ozzy: Quit being so generic. You sound like you're emplyed by Vince there!

Gal throws several punches to the chin of the Champion. Chapel goes back a half-step for each punch, but doesn't go down. Gal, kneelifts Chapel's abdomen, then pushes his head up and delivers a headbutt to Chapel's throat. Chapel falls to one knee and clutches his neck. Gal quickly hops onto the turnbuckle and flies off with an elbowdrop onto the back of Chapel's head, knocking him to the floor. Gal goes for the pin - 1..2..t-kickout! Gal stomps on Chapel's back, then lifts him up. He goes for a DDT, but Chapel counters with a bearhug. Gal is lifted right off the mat as he claws for a way to escape the move. Chapel wrenches Gal's ribs, then brings him down in a modified sidewalk slam. He grabs Gal's throat, hauls him up, then sends him crashing down with a chokeslam. He applies a rear chinlock. Gal struggles for a few moments, then forces his way back to his feet. He lifts his feet to the top turnbuckle, kicks back and sends both himself and Chapel sprawling. He jumps back up and runs full speed at Chapel, but Chapel dodges the spear and Gal flies right out of the ring! Chapel follows him to the outside, while Gal rolls away, one hand under the ring. Chapel kicks him in the ribs, and pulls him up by the neck. But Gal has pulled a brick out from under the ring and nails Chapel with it. Chapel falls back and rolls into the ring. Gal makes his way to the top turnbuckle and waits for Chapel to turn around. He jumps and attempts a spear from the top rope, but Chapel lifts a big boot into the air! The boot catches Gal who falls to the mat in a heap. Chapel lifts him up and hits a powerslam onto the mat. Chapel taunts the crowd, then climbs the turnbuckle, a foreboding sight. But Gal seems to have been playing possum - just as Chapel reaches the top of his climb, Gal leaps up and shoves Chapel right off the rope! Chapel falls backwards and crashes through the announce table! The crowd "oooh"s in sympathy. Incredibly, Chapel manages to pull himself back to his feet. He wobbles to the ring and clambers up onto the apron. Gal launches a roundhouse punch - but Chapel blocks it! He grabs Gal by the head and slams his cranium onto the top of the ring post! Gal staggers back, and Chapel goes to enter the ring. He catches an attempted punch in one hand and brings Gal down in a head-grab release faceslam. He signals for the Christian Burial, when suddenly the lights go out.

Boss: What? What's happening?
Ozzy: Gee, I wonder. Maybe someone's coming out to interfere? It's not like that's so unusual!

The Choir breaks into life, and start singing "Judgement". From out of the crowd, the strange woman runs into the ring, delivering a devestating superkick as Chapel turns to face her. The Broken Soul falls flat on his back as the woman exits the ring. She starts walking up the ramp towards one of the HellTrons as Gal'Noren gets back up to his feet. Chapel is also getting up, but is a moment behind Gal. Gal draws him into what starts as a powerbomb, but then changes into a powerbomb-cradle hybrid - 1..2..3!

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match, and the new SWF Deathmatch Champion...GAL'NOREN!!!

Boss: Gal did it! He won two matches tonight, and bagged the Deathmatch title again! That's quite...
Ozzy: Um, Boss? You might wanna take a look at this...

Standing below the HellTron, the woman is looking down at the ring right at Gal'Noren. The HellTron activates, showing a maelstrom of obscure images, over which words keep flashing. Some of the words can be understood, such as "Forbidden", "Pleasure", and "Escape". Others are written in unknown languages. But the words come together to spell out a name, just as the woman removes her mask. Gal's eyes fly open in shock and the crowd gives a chorus of shocked boos as the woman disappears into shadow. The HellTrons continue to display her name for all to see.

Fantasy.

Boss: Fantasy?! Fantasy?! But I thought she was dead!
Ozzy: They never did find a body, bear in mind.
Boss: Of course not! She was fried by a flame blast from Lucifer then crushed by several hundred tons of flaming scaffolding and technomagical equipment! You don't get much deader than that!
Ozzy: Oh, so we all just imagined seeing Fantasy staring at Gal just then? Moron!
Boss: Well, Gal'Noren has taken care of the little girl Nevian'Lal for many years now. Recently, we discovered that the kother of Neve was none other than current SWF Champion Malice! I bring this up...
Ozzy: ...as a pathetic attempt to switch from the current topic to the fact that Malice is going to defend her title against Miliardo Westmarch now. According to my contract, I now have to make a perverted comment to Malice. I don't need this job, you know! I went to Harvard...

Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for the SWF Championship! Firstly, introducing the challenger...MILIARDO WESTMARCH!!!

The Choir starts playing "Love Song", and Miliardo comes out, dressed in his usual finery and to a fair heel pop from the ladies.

Boss: Our number one contender.
Ozzy: Kind of ironic. He won the Rumble match by eliminating his stablemate Kume and Kume's nemesis, Gal'Noren, at the same time!

Ring Announcer: And his opponent, representing Malevolence, the SWF Champion..."THE DRUCHII" MALICE!!!

"Supervixen" begins, and out comes Malice. She has the SWF title belt around her waist, Morrigan perched on her shoulder, and a look of contempt on her face.

Boss: Malice doesn't look too happy.
Ozzy: Well, Kume Hiroshi thinks that Miliardo betrayed him. It stands to reason that his lover would think something similar. You don't understand women, do you?

As the bell rings, Miliardo suprises Malice with a running clothesline, followed by a neckbreaker. Miliardo then raises his arm in the air and begins taunting a fan in the front row. Whilst Miliardo's back is turned Malice gets up. She runs against the ropes and charges at Miliardo. Miliardo turns around only to see Malice flying at him and hitting him with a flying forearm that sends him through the ropes. Miliardo spills into the security rails. Malice follows and begins laying in hard left and right hand shots. Malice rolls away and then gets to her feet, shortly followed by Miliardo. Miliardo runs at her, but Malice nearly decapitates him with a heel kick. Miliardo spins in the air and lands on his back. Miliardo then gets to his feet but gets taken down with a high cross body block. Malice then relentlessly begins laying into Miliardo with boots to the body. Malice then rolls into the ring. She then stands tall in the middle. Miliardo gets to his feet and regains his composure before cautiously getting into the ring
Malice lunges at Miliardo and attempts a Spear, but Miliardo sidesteps it. Malice sails into the ropes and bounces back, but gets caught in the jaw with a drop kick. Miliardo jumps to his feet and Malice follows a second later. Malice moves to Miliardo, but Miliardo scoop slams her back down to the mat. Miliardo then quickly bounces into the rope and drops a leg on Malice. Miliardo lifts his left leg up and repeatedly brings it down over Malice's face. Miliardo gets up and picks Malice up. He whips him into the ropes. Malice bounces back and charges towards Miliardo. At the last second Miliardo drops and pulls the top rope down with him. Malice sails over the ropes and crashes onto the cold hard floor.

Boss: They're taking it outside the ring!
Ozzy: They did that before. You're really late calling these moves, ya know!

Miliardo casually climbs out of the ring as Malice gets to her knees. Miliardo then lays in a hard boot into Malice's ribs, sending her rolling into the guard rails. The fans have a mixed reaction as Miliardo stands above Malice, who is gasping for air, with his arm raised. Miliardo reaches under the ring and pulls out a warhammer and waits. Malice gets to her knees again, but this time Miliardo brings the hammer down over Malice's back! Malice sits up and clutches her back, but Miliardo nails her in the chest with the hammer. A sickening crunch echoes around the arena. Miliardo then drops the hammer and reaches under the ring. He pulls out a steel table! He sets it up at the side of the ring and then turns to Malice, who is now getting to her feet. Miliardo drives a knee into Malice's gut, followed by a stiff forearm over the back. Miliardo then points at the table and sets Malice on it. Miliardo then runs into the ring and begins climbing the turnbuckles. But he takes his time and Malice rolls off the table. She climbs onto the apron and nails Miliardo in the gut with a hard right hand shot, following that up with a left. Malice climbs up onto the second turnbuckle and goes to hit a vertical suplex on Miliardo. But Miliardo punches Malice and executes a flap-jack. Malice falls through the air and crashes through the steel table. The table doesn't break. Malice bounces off, clutching her ribs.

Boss: Ooooh....that is nasty!
Ozzy: We've done the Treguard joke already. Still, Malice is in a bad way...

Miliardo picks up Malice and resets her on the table - apparently, he's not done! He climbs to the top turnbuckle...and leaps into the air! But Malice rolls out of the way! Miliardo crash lands through the metal table, which actually breaks under the impact! The fans explode as Malice attempts to get to her feet. Malice pulls herself up using the ring apron. She staggers over to Miliardo and pulls him out of the table wreckage. She gets Miliardo to his feet and then whips him into the guard rails. Miliardo crashes stomach first into them and flies over the rails. Malice waits for a few moments, and Miliardo stands up and begins climbing over the guard rail. He puts one leg over, at which point Malice runs at Miliardo and nails him right between the eyes with a thrust kick! Miliardo's head rocks back and he falls back into the crowd, looking dazed. After a few seconds he props his head up on the guard rail and begins getting up. Malice had picked up the warhammer, and she cracks him again with it! She hits Miliardo on the top of his head, sending Miliardo's jaw into the guard rail and Miliardo rocks back, but then falls forward over the guard rails, landing at Malice's feet
Malice rolls Miliardo into the ring. She slides in herself, but Miliardo somehow recovers enough to drop a leg on her head! He tries to pick her up when Morrigan flies in, pecking wildly at his face! Miliardo bats the black eagle away, but in doing so he raises the ire of Malice! Malice spins him around and executes the Cast Down, taking Miliardo completely by suprise! She covers - 1..2..3!

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match, and still SWF Champion...MALICE!!!

Boss: That was a match and a half!
Ozzy: And the best thing is - the cutie won!
Boss: Good grief. Well, it's been quite a night, with many new fueds and new-ish faces making appearances. Join us again at Demongate on Thursday!
Ozzy: Hehehe..the cutie won!

The camera fades on Malice triumphantly returning to the back with her title belt.

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