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Tuesday Night Throwdown; December 13, 2005
Topic Started: Dec 14 2005, 12:33 AM (120 Views)
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[align=center]Rolling Suicide[/align]

The sound of drum sticks clicking together is heard, and Daron Malakian’s guitar part kicks in as System of a Down’s “Chop Suey!” accompanies the images flashing on the screen, in time with the rhythm. Images of Madison Lee, Kennedy, Swytch, Kailey Lane, Dante Coles, Nadia, Jim O'Brien, and Carlos Kane all appear on the screen, as the drum beat becomes louder, and the riff escalates!

[align=center]Wake Up![/align]

Madison Lee stares down the camera, raising her chin defiantly.

[align=center]Grab a brush and put a little makeup[/align]

Kennedy spins her body in front of Maclay for a hurracanrana! No, Maclay pushes up on her legs! Kennedy flips out and LANDS ON HER FEET! She leaps onto his thigh and CRACKS HER KNEE OF THE SIDE OF MACLAY'S CRANIUM!!!

[align=center]Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,

*Whispered* Hide the scars to fade away the…
[/align]

Kailey sprints off the ropes, purposely right where Madison is, SMACKING THE GM WITH A BACK ELBOW!! Madison goes flying off the apron and crashes to the floor at ringside! Kailey runs at Nadia as the Russian is climbing back up! Kailey takes Nadia over with a headscissors-- NO! Kailey spins all the way around and BRINGS NADIA DOWN WITH A DDT!!!

[align=center]Why dya leave the keys upon the table,

Here ya go create another fable!
[/align]

The cage suddenly ignites as Swytch flips away, setting the entire structure ablaze! Swytch completes his split-legged moonsault thanks to the longer fall and COLLIDES with Tier, GRINDING his body into the thumbtacks!!

[align=center]You wanted to!

Grab a brush and put a little makeup
[/align]

Kendra spins her opponent around, hooks her up and THROWS HER OVER HER HEAD WITH A WRIST-CLUTCH EXPLODER!!!

[align=center]You wanted to!

Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
[/align]

With Sean on the floor, desperately trying to free himself from the cable, Hype lords over him from on top of the stage, AND YANKS ON THE CABLE, PULLING SEAN OFF HIS FEET AND HANGING HIM OFF THE STAGE!!! Sean dangles there, frantically trying to untangle himself as Hype leans back, pulling Sean higher and higher, hanging him right there for the world to see!

[align=center]You wanted to!

Why dya leave the keys upon the table?
[/align]

Swytch runs at Maclay just as he spins around, then jumps onto his shoulders BUT MACLAY DUCKS HIS HEAD DOWN!! MACLAY STANDS UP HANGING SWYTCH DOWN HIS BACK AND HOOKS SWYTCH’S LEGS UP!! Maclay lets out a bestial cry AND STEPS OFF THE WALKWAY… BUT THE CROWD EXPLODES AS SWYTCH GRABS HOLD OF THE WALKWAY AND MACLAY CRASHES DOWN ASS FIRST ON THE CANVAS!!

[align=center]You wanted to![/align]

The music slows down, as a slow-mo image of Kennedy's foot connecting with Dante's head in a JFK is shown.

[align=center]I don’t think you trust, in, my, self righteous suicide…[/align]

Kailey stands, comtemplating her fate before signing her life away to Madison Lee via a TNT contract.

[align=center] I, cry, when angels deserve to DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE![/align]

The riff increases in volume again, as John Dolmayan batters the sh*t out of his drumkit!

Dante doesn't get a moment to rest as both women drag the Icon to his feet, they put in a double front facelock before they gazing out among the crowd that know damn well's a good time to boo. The ladies both raise their outside arms to the air before DROPPING DANTE INTO THE CANVAS WITH A DOUBLE DDT!!!

Kennedy holds Kailey's arms as Nadia rears back and CRACKS KAILEY IN THE FACE WITH A SHUFFLE SIDE KICK! Kailey crashes to the wooden walkway as Kennedy releases her!

Kennedy slaps her knee, prepping the crowd for what's to come as Dante begins to slowly recover from the DDT. He climbs to a knee… dun dun dun! Kennedy sprints at him, springs off his knee and CRACKS HIM UPSIDE THE HEAD WITH HER OWN KNEE!!

[align=center]ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Wake Up!

*Whispered* Wake up
[/align]

Dante gets his balance again then hooks Jim under both arms and locks his hands together BUT DANTE SLIPS OFF THE CAGE!! HIS FEET LAND ON THE TOP ROPE AND HE PULLS JIM DOWN WITH THE UNDERHOOK AND PULLS HIM OVER WITH A SUPLEX BOTH MEN LANDING HARD BACK INTO THE RING!!

[align=center]Grab a brush and put a little makeup[/align]

Remy runs toward Rick almost from behind AND HE PLANTS HIS LEG AND WHACKS RICK ACROSS THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THE BOURBON STREET BLUES!

Graver sneering and Bill grinning, but Graver soon charges toward Bill. Bill simply stands there until Graver gets close enough, steps up on his knee, and KURIYAMA KICKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!!


[align=center]Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup[/align]

Nadia scoops her opponent across her shoulders. She whips the opponent's legs around DROPPING THEM BACK-FIRST ONTO THE MAT WITH A SPINNING SIDEWALK SLAM!!!

[align=center]Why dya leave the keys upon the table[/align]

Jim hits a knee into his opponent's midsection, escaping the chancerie. Jim swiftly gets behind, locking in a double chickenwing AND WITH GREAT STRENGTH and FORCE, JIM LAUNCHES THE OPPONENT WITH A TIGER SUPLEX! THE OPPONENT LANDS HEAD FIRST INTO THE RING STEPS AT A SICK, SICK ANGLE!

[align=center]Here ya go create another fable!

You wanted to!
[/align]

Maclay gets to his feet and pulls Swytch up. He ducks his head down and lifts Swytch up draping him down his back. Maclay’s lips curl into a grin as he hangs onto Swytch’s leg, but Swytch digs down and tries to fight back. He straightens his back and tries to punch Maclay in the back, but that only angers the beast further. Maclay tries to get Swytch back into position but Swytch snaps his torso down FLIPPING MACLAY AROUND AND DRIVING HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE DESK WITH A FLIPPING PILEDRIVER!!

[align=center]Grab a brush and put a little makeup

You wanted to!
[/align]

Out of nowhere, Nadia nails Dante between the legs with a low blow, doubling the Hardcore Icon over. As Dante takes in the sweet, sweet pain, Kennedy BLASTS HIM WITH A HIGH ROUNDHOUSE KICK!!!

[align=center]Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup

You wanted to!
[/align]

Dante bounces off the far ropes and rushes back across the ring THEN LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CRASHES THROUGH MACLAY AND THE TABLE TO THE FLOOR!!

[align=center]Why dya leave the keys upon the table

You wanted to!
[/align]

Jim hoists Rage up onto his shoulders, the image moves to slow-mo, AS HE DRIVES HIM HEAD FIRST INTO THE CANVAS WITH THE BURNING HAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

[align=center]I don’t think you trust, in, my, self righteous suicide…[/align]

With Dante standing on shakily, Maclay ducks his head down between Dante’s legs. He starts to rise but gets a forearm shot in his kidneys! Dante raises his arm up AND HAMMERS ANOTHER SHOT TO MACLAY’S KIDNEYS!! The Essex Beast falters a bit and Dante hooks him around the waist then hoists Maclay up AND POWERBOMBS HIM THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE DESK!!

[align=center] I, cry, when angels deserve to dieeeeeeeeeeeee, in, my self righteous suicide…..[/align]

Max drags Sean up in a gutwrench position before hoisting his deadweight over his shoulder, dropping him down slightly before leaping into the air and DROPPING SEAN ON HIS SKULL WITH THE BLACK TUESDAY!!!

[align=center]…I cry, when angels deserve to Die.[/align]

The riff perks up again… BAMMM!!!!!!! THE COMMENTATORS (For once it’s these guys) GASP FOR AIR AS DANTE LIFTS JIM UP BY HIS OWN ARM AND HIS BRITCHES, CAUSING JIM TO RELIEVE SOME OF THE PAIN AS DANTE SPINS AND DROPS JIM RIGHT DOWN ON HIS HEAD WITH THE SICKEST FUCKING FALL FROM GRACE YOU’VE EVER FUCKING SEEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hype gets in an errant fist that smacks straight off Sean’s nose and staggers him backwards several feet. He teeters on the tray before re-gathering his bearings, and charges at The Hype! He looks to bury his shoulder into Kane’s chest but instinct sets in and Hype hooks his arms around the Knight, throwing him over his head with a Belly To Belly! Sean flies through the air... crashes into the rig, severing it’s remaining connections, sending both The Black Knight and the mass of metal spiralling toward the ground. Sean lands first, the rig, second!

Maclay pulls Swytch into a side headlock and starts to climb the ladder, dragging Swytch up behind him. Step by step, rung by rung, Maclay pulls Swytch toward the top of the ladder. Maclay reaches the second to top step, carefully sharing half of it with Swytch. Maclay ducks his head down… and tucks his head between Swytch’s legs… Maclay starts to rise up… BUT SWYTCH FLIPS HIS LEGS AROUND AND GRABS MACLAY AROUND THE NECK, DRAGGING HIM OFF THE LADDER AND DRILLING HIS SKULL INTO THE MAT!!

The riff continues, until it stops dead, and the fans can be heard to cheering in the background, as the TNT Logo flashes up on the screen…


[align=center]Posted Image[/align]

…Suddenly, the camera switches to the arena, THOUSANDS of Pyro’s are going off everywhere, and TNT is underway!!! Chop Suey! Blares all around the arena once more, as the camera switches to the announce team.

JH: Welcome, ladies and gentleman, to Tuesday Night Throwdown! We are live from the Bell Centre here in Montreal, Quebec!

TM: Ugh, Canada. We're in bizarre-o land. I hate visiting this place!

JH: Well, get used to it. Tonight's night-one of TNT's three-show tour here in Canada. Leading us right through Vendetta in just five days.

TM: Despite being in Canada, I can't wait for Vendetta! Finally to see Kennedy get back that which she deserves! Those beautiful Dual Crown titles. I hope she does another photo shoot with them. I loved the last one!

JH: Kennedy will challenge for the Dual Crown in just five days at Vendetta, and she's also here tonight. Kennedy requested some ring-time to speak and she even requested Swytch's presence here tonight. What does she have up her sleeve?

TM: I don't know. But I don't think anyone'll be looking at her sleeves.

JH: Two other women who'll have all eyes on them tonight are Kailey Lane and Nadia Kassle. They're gonna go one-on-one in tonight's main-event. That's gonna be a physical contest.

TM: I can't wait to see Nadia out here. It's been far too long since she's graced us with her presence.

JH: That's because Kailey's been here and Nadia's scared of Kailey.

TM: LIES! We don't need your lies out here, Jonathan. Tell the fans about the other match tonight.

JH: The Cruiserweight Championship is going to be revived here tonight in a huge Six-Person Elimination Rules match-up.

TM: Survival of the fittest!

JH: We're gonna end up with a new champion here tonight and--

'Toxic' by Britney Spears hits the speakers, interrupting Jonathan in mid-sentence. The crowd cheer for the GM as well as boo for her. They can never decide if they think her looks are enough to forgive her actions. Regardless, Madison struts out onto the stage, smirk on her face and hands on her hips as she looks out among the packed arena.

MA: Ladies and gentleman, please welcome the General Manager of Tuesday Night Throwdown… MADISOOONNNN LLLEEEEEEEE!!!!

TM: Oh, what a treat! Starting the show with the General Manager! She's utterly gorgeous, Jonathan.

JH: You gotta wonder why the GM is making her way out here.

TM: She obviously has something important to say. And even if she doesn't, I don't care because I just love seeing her.

Madison makes her way down the catwalk, the fans hooting, hollering, and whistling and whatever else they do. She ducks in under the middle rope and cuts across the ring to command a microphone.

Madison: Welcome, everyone to a very special Tuesday Night Throwdown! This is the last edition of TNT before we emanate live from the Air Canada Centre for Vendetta!

A big crowd pop for the announcement of Vendetta. I wonder why the crowd would pop for a PPV name. Maybe they're just looking forward to seeing it.

Madison: But before we get to Vendetta, we've got to get through tonight. And you know, I was looking over the two matches for tonight and I got to thinking. Tonight's main-event between Nadia Kassle and Kailey Lane…

A nice pop from the live audience for Kailey and her one-on-one contest against the women who's been trying to humiliate her at every turn. Madison pauses at the pop, impressed with the reaction as she nods her head.

Madison: Right. I got to thinking and… well, we've already seen Kailey Lane and Nadia Kassle go one-on-one before. So I got brainstorming and given the animosity between these two women and how aggressive they've been getting with each other, I thought to myself… why not treat Canada to a Montreal Street Fight?

The crowd explode their approval to the stipulation addition. Madison glances around to get the general consensus.

JH: What do you think about that, Thomas?

TM: Nadia in a Street Fight? What if something happens to her face?

JH: With Kailey as her opponent, odds are something will! I can't wait to see that one.

Madison: Just as I thought. But that isn't the only reason I came out here, ladies and gentleman. Tonight is not only the final TNT before Vendetta, but it's also the first night in Tuesday Night Throwdown's Canadian tour.

Another pop from the crowd. They're proud to be Canadian. It's pretty much the only thing that never changes mid-match. Anyone remember Rock vs. Hogan? Wow.

Madison: The tour continues through Vendetta and concludes in British Columbia for the final Tuesday Night Throwdown of the year. And that TNT is a special one because I'm announcing it here tonight. On December 27, 2005 TNT will host its annual Grand Prix tournament!

Another crowd pop from the crowd. This is getting annoying to describe but you know how wrestling crowds are.

JH: The Grand Prix making a return to TNT!

TM: I love the Grand Prix! I wonder who'll be in it this year.

Madison: However, this year's Grand Prix is going to be a little different. Twelve superstars will be given the opportunity to win by facing off in tag team competition with their fellow opponents. The top three teams will meet in a Six-Pack Challenge where we will determine the 2005 Grand Prix Champion.

JH: That's rather unique, Thomas.

TM: Yes, it is. Imagine having to work with someone that could take the prize from you later in the night?

JH: Tensions could get high.

Madison: But without any further ado, I think it's time to get on with the show so…

So… what? Madison just trails off as… oh! "That's What They All Say" by Local H comes over the speakers. With a sigh, the GM turns her attention towards the entrance where Ragin', without Natalya Vladek, is making his way towards the ring. No Natalya but there's still plenty of crowd heat for the superstar. Can't escape that.

JH: What is Ragin' doing down here? He's not booked tonight.

TM: Taking up precious Madison Lee time! That's what he's doing. You know he wants to dry hump her, right? He said so in MmmmBooty!

JH: I didn't need nor want that info.

Ragin makes his way into the ring, already having brought his own microphone for whatever he feels is worth interrupting with. He gives Madison a soft smile to which she can only raise her eyebrows. Ragin' holds his hands up apologetically, as if accepting she can see through him being fake. Still, it might be worth a try.

Ragin': “I know, I know, you're wondering what it is I want, right? I'm sure you saw my appeal earlier in the week, me asking you to make the right decision when it comes to who will be in charge of the match between myself.. and Dante Coles..”

JH: He interrupts the show for this? Why am I not surprised?

TM: He's only been pleading his case ever since the announcement was made.

Madison tilts her head, enjoying watching the Master of the Rage pleading awkwardly before her. A rare privilege indeed, so the least she can do is hear him out.

Ragin': “I've worked under some of goddamn awful General Managers. I think you know who I mean. But you, Ms. Lee… you've got intelligence, you've got beauty, you've got power, and you're a winner. That's why I have every faith that you're going to make the right call. Remove Kailey Lane as referee from the match at Vendetta. It's in the best interests of Dante, Kailey and TNT.”

Madison: “Seems to me removing Kailey would serve your purposes far more than anyone else's.”

Ragin': “I want a fair match as much as anyone, and if removing her from the match achieves that then yeah, I guess I also have something to gain. Is that what you want? You want me to ask you to do this for me?”

Madison: “What I want, Ragin', is to not be bothered with your silly little problems that resulted in you screwing… literally… the wrong people.”

TM: Ooh! That cut to the bone.

Ragin' tries to look Madison dead in the eye, a trick that works on most females but Ragin' soon discovers the TNT GM is made of better stuff than most women. She holds his gaze and then some.

Ragin': “Things may not have started out on the right foot between you and I, I'm sure you can respect that I wasn't… pleased with the circumstances that led me to be here. But you run an efficient ship, Ms. Lee, how else could a show filled with mediocre talent become such a success?

But it's up to you… you can either make the right call and improve your standing in my eyes as a person who deserves.. no, demands respect. Or you can prove yourself another…

Ragin' says the next two words very, very hatefully.

Ragin': “… Jack Manson.”

Ouch. That's got to sting. Madison wouldn't want to be another Jack Manson would she? Would she?! Let's find out. Or let's wait because this takes some long and hard thinking from the General Manager.

JH: I cannot believe Ragin' just said that! Who does he think he is?

TM: Ugh, I know! Madison Lee is way out of Jack Manson's league!

Madison: Ragin'… if not giving into your self-serving requests makes me Jack Manson… then go ahead and call me Jackie M. Because Kailey will remain the referee for your match on Sunday! So, enjoy the show!

Without waiting for a retort from a now pissed of Ragin', Madison hands her microphone back to Michael Anderson and exits the ring as "Toxic" reprises, preventing Ragin' from saying anything even if he had a cool enough head to do so at this point.

JH: Well, I think our General Manager just laid down the law with Ragin' here tonight!

TM: I love seeing her take charge! But I don't want to call her Jackie M! Imagine her shaved bald? Well, she'd probably be hot no matter what.

JH: You're sick, Thomas.

We cut backstage to a locker room where Extreme Ninja #2 is resting on a bench. He is leaning forward pulling on his slipper like shoes that all Ninjas sport. Slowly a pair of legs walks into view and EN #2 looks up as the camera pans up to Extreme Ninja #3.

Extreme Ninja #3’s Notepad Reads: Are you ready?

Extreme Ninja #2 gives a small nod and stands up walking towards the door. His counter part holds up his notepad again though EN #2 doesn’t seem to notice.

Extreme Ninja #3’s Notepad Reads: Are you ready?...Ready…ready…ready…TO ROCK?!?

Suddenly Extreme Ninja #3 pulls on a strap around his body pulling his guitar forward and begins to perform badly done riffs on his guitar. Extreme Ninja #2 looks back at #3 and shakes his head slightly before he pushes open the door and leaves ready to face his destiny...

[align=center]*Commercial Break*[/align]

The Centre Bell arena, home to this week’s pre-PPV Throwdown. It buzzes with anticipation as the worker ants go about preparing themselves not only for tonight’s show, but for the big one. The main event of TNT’s mini Canadian tour. Vendetta.
Through the doors comes one quarter of the inter-promotional tag team match set for just under a weeks time, where the fate of the vacant titles will be decided once and for all. Remy Barteaux strides through the corridors like a man on a mission, his face steely and determined, almost as stoic as his absent partner. Ring monkeys and production staff hug the wall as he marches through, such is the aura he projects…an aura that is completely destroyed as a muffled version of Manilow’s “Mandy” sings emanates from within his jacket. He sighs as he pulls the phone from his pocket, and sighs even harder when he sees the name flashing on the screen. He flips the device open and brings it to his face.

Remy: Ah’m kinda busy, can dhis wait?

Stefan: …Ah wait for no man, Remy, you know dhat.

Remy: What do you want?

His impatient nature surprises both us and Stefan, though the don of dons keeps his unwavering cool, no doubt noting this lack of respect for a later beating.

Stefan: Where you at, Remy?

Remy:

Stefan: ‘For you answer dhat let me tell you where Ah am. Ah’m at your hotel. Now da fine girl at the front desk tells me, you ain’t even checked in yet. Ah’m waiting for you, hommes, an’ Ah ain’t known for mah patience, ya dig?

Remy turns a corner in the winding maze of off white walls and jet black equipment boxes, his face the very picture of annoyance at this little interruption.

Remy: Ah wasn’t aware we had a meeting, boss.

Stefan: We didn’t, Ah jus’ thought I’d drop by for a…chat. So back to mah original and as yet unanswered question. Where you at…Remy?

Remy comes to a stop as he reaches his destination, his eyes fixated on a blue plaque pinned to a door, his pupils mapping out the white text engraved there on. “April Lynn” it reads. He furrows his brow as Stefan awaits his response.

Stefan: Remy?

Remy: Ah’m at the arena.

Another frustrated sigh turns Remy around and sets him moving in the other direction, no doubt wanting to put as much distance between April and Stefan as possible.

Stefan: Early aint’cha? Pay per view don’t start ---

Remy: TNT arena. Da Centre Bell.

Stefan: Well now ain’t dhat in’eresting’?

He pauses, and you can almost see him taking a drag on a big ol’ stogie and blowing the smoke into the phone at Remy.

Stefan: Ah happen to know dhat you ain’t scheduled to wrestle dhis week. What you doin’ dhere?

Remy: Ah got…stuff ta do. Meetings…wit’ Ms Lee.

Stefan: Dhat so?

Remy: Yeah, now if you’ll excuse me --

Stefan: You don’t get ta hang up on me, Remy, daht’s not how dhis works.

The now all too intense tone of Stefan stops the Cajun in his tracks, though the fear and anticipation that would have once dampened Remy’s brow seems replaced with frustrated anger.

Stefan: You got far bigger things to be worrying ‘bout now, Remy. Dhere be tag titles ta be won, money ta be made. Now Ah know these Arabian’s done hurt you, done hurt yo’ pride…done hurt yo’…girl.. But you gotta put dhat aside. Swallow dhat pride, Remy, you won’t be needing it.

Remy bites his tongue, keeps himself from spewing venom directly into the mouth piece and allows his boss to continue.

Stefan: Now when yo’…meeting, wit’ Miss Lee is finished, Ah want you back here. No stopping ta grab a bite ta eat, no stopping in for a nooner wit’ yo’ little friend. Ah want you training wit’ Carl for yo’ match. You two don’t bring back da gold…Ah won’t be a happy Cajun bunny. Dig?

Remy: Dig.

He flips the phone shut and buries it back within it’s snakeskin tomb as he spins on his heels and walks briskly back toward his “little friend’s” locker room. As he reaches the door again he reaches out a clenched fist and raps upon the wood, and waits. And waits…and waits some more.

???: You just missed her.

He spins around at the sound of a familiar voice and spies Katie Hudson walking towards him.

Katie: I was hoping to catch an interview but --

Remy: Where’d she go?

Katie: To her match.

The Cajun mutters a French curse as he turns to look down the corridor that leads to the arena proper, hoping to catch a glimpse of her dashing toward the gorilla position. There is none. Katie’s voice once again intrudes and brings his attention back to the now.

Katie: So, any chance of a…

Remy: Not now.

He turns and walks back from whence he came, not even glancing at the interviewer as she glares dejectedly after him.

Right before the cruiserweight war the Tron flickers to life and a image of a perfect blue sky appears. A few clouds float by before the camera moves down to reveal a spinning around on a platform as dramatic music plays JJ. JJ is in his typical attire except for a referee’s shirt and is doing his best knuckles on his hips Superman pose. A voice over of Onikage rings out on the P.A. system.

Onikage voice over: There is one man who is above all others, one man who exceeds beyond normal human limitations. And that man is...JJ.

The image fades to JJ climbing up a ladder and helping a kid get a cat out of a tree before flashing a thumbs up and a grin at the camera.

Onikage voice over: A hero to his community.

This image of the smiling child and JJ with his thumbs up is replaced with JJ running a marathon and tripping the person in lead to win the race. The image freezing on JJ breaking the tape over the finish line.

Onikage voice over: A legendary talent in sports.

Winner of the marathon is replaced by an image of JJ being the catcher on third base. As another player rounds the bases the ball flies towards JJ’s head. At the last second JJ pulls his base back a bit as the other player tries to slide in and catches the ball to tag him out. As the other player walks defeated to his team’s bench JJ flashes the camera another cheesy grin.

Onikage voice over: A righteous man.

The image of JJ in his base ball uniform is replaced by a line at a water park for a slide. JJ is second in line right behind a five year old who he proceeds to shove out of the way and jump down the slide. The camera man rushes to the end of it and as he slides out JJ flashes the camera an excited smile as he splashes into the water.

Onikage voice over: JJ...the man who is the right choice, and the man who will make the right choice.

The image of JJ spinning around in a referee shirt returns again, he winks at the camera before the Tron fades to black.

The lights fade slowly to nothing but a dim darkness spread around the arena, gold strobe lights begin flashing all around the arena, we hear Marilyn Manson’s voice creep over the speakers…

[align=center]Your Own Personal Jesus[/align]

…Alex Evans emerges onto the entrance ramp, a red carpet rolls down to the ring as he stands there looking down toward the floor, the fans absolutely booing the hell out of him. A choir of three girls each side come out, they begin singing along with Marilyn Manson. Alex lifts his head to a huge gold explosion of pyros, Alex then grins toward the crowd as he begins walking down to the ring…

[align=center]Lift Up The Receiver
I'll Make You A Believer!
[/align]

…Alex get to the ring, he climbs onto the apron, looking out to the fans he grins and shoots his arms out vertically to a huge explosion, of gold pyro from each corner post. He then climbs in the ring and walks toward the corner, climbing it and posing for the fans,. Boo’s still aimed at him, he jumps down and prepares for the match to begin.

TM: I tell ya, Hitchen. Alex is MY personal Jesus. I pray to him every night, asking him for bitches.

JH: You ask for WHAT?

TM: Bitches, man. Bitches.

The moog-a-licious opening to Darren Hayes’ “I Like the Way” hits our crowd and they respond as could be expected. Glitter and low lights set the mood for the arrival of Melanie Halstead as Darren begins singing the opening verse. Melanie waves to her fans (or at least the FIW fans watching her right now) as she walks to the ring and the song approaches its chorus.

[align=center]Because I like the way you move in the dark...[/align]

Melanie gets down on all fours and slinks under the bottom rope as the lights drop to barely let us see her features.

[align=center]I like the tension, the tension and the spark...[/align]

She pops to her feet as pyros EXPLODE from the turnbuckles and bring the lights back up in full. Melanie climbs a turnbuckle and thrusts a proud fist into the air, then climbs back down and awaits the start of the match as her music fades.

TM: Man, Hitchen. She's hot. It's too bad the extremely awesome talents of Graver and Alex are in this match, otherwise she could take it with that ass alone!

JH: She certainly is attractive, Thomas, but she's got the skill to back it up. One of the best pure wrestlers this company has to offer.

TM: Hey, isn't that what WWE says about people when they suck?

JH: Er... no. I meant, I didn't mean...

[align=center]The old, rusted riffs of AC/DC classic 'Shot Down In Flames' drag over the PA as the crowd cheers in anticipation of the pretty new face of Kendra Norton. After the momentum of the siong begins to pick up & the chorus begins, the crowd cheers loudly as Kendra makes her way to the stage.

Out on the town, looking for a woman
Gonna give me good love


Kendra smiles & proceeds to make her way down the entryway. She'll hit a high five or two along her way. She reaches the ring steps & begins to walk up them.

I said 'Baby, what's the going price?"
She told me to go to hell!


Kendra makes her way into the center of the ring, placing her hands on her hips & smiling satisfactorily.

Shot Down In Flames, Shot Down In Flames,
Ain't it a shame, to be Shot Down In Flames?


Kendra raises her fist to the crowd, getting a nice pop. The song begins to fade out as she makes her way to a neutral corner. She takes off her leather vest & places it across the turnbuckle. She then grabs the rope & stretches back & forth, bouncing off of it, preparing for her match.[/align]

JH: With an impressive career already, Kendra Norton is the person a lot of folks backstage are saying is a shoe-in to take this match.

TM: Yeah, Kendra used to be cool. Then Graver told me she was a lesbian, and not, like, one of the hot lesbians Hitchen. But a real lesbian. With a beard.

The tune of classic kung-fu music echoes through out the P.A. speaker and soon “Ninja" kicks in.

[align=center]"Damn I wish I could be a Ninja"

“Damn I wish I could be a Ninja"

“Damn it feel good to see people up on it"
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As the music continues to play smoke fills the arena and a mysterious cloaked figure walks out. A few of the fans dressed up like Ninjas begin to cheer on their hero. Slowly the cloaked figure raises his head to have the hood fall off and reveal his Ninja mask. The rest of the fans cheer on Extreme Ninja #2 as he pumps his sign proudly up into the air. “Eat your vegetables!" the sign reads as he charges along the entrance ramp before he hops over the top rope. After entering the ring Ninja sets his sign in the nearest corner to him and disrobes himself. Awaiting for the match to begin.

JH: I think Extreme Ninja #2's got a fairly good shot in this match.

TM: I don't. His win streak resembles the amount of women you've had sex with.

The house lights fade, being replaced with strobes as the Pussycat Dolls come over the PA system. April steps out onto the stage, stopping to glance out at the crowd on either side before making her way towards the ring. She glances back at the crowd before climbing in under the middle rope. Dropping her duster off her shoulders, she walks to the opposite side of the ring to drop it through the ropes before turning to await that start of the contest.

JH: This is my pick to win, Thomas. She's just showed such shine since debuting in FIW, and I just can't see anyone but her becoming our Cruiserweight Champion.

TM: Uh-huh. Obviously you've forgotten about Graver.

The tribal, pounding drums of Disturbed's "Ten Thousand Fists" thunder over our audience and the house lights drop black with blue lazers cutting through the darkness. Thin fog roils from the entryway as the guitars pick up and David Draiman SCREAMS "Survivor", then flows into the first verse.

[align=center]"One more goddamn day when I know what I want
And my want will be considered tonight. Consider tonight.
Just another day when all that I want will mark me
As a sinner tonight. I'm a sinner tonight, yeah!"
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Graver appears onstage in a wheelchair and-- wait… a wheelchair? Yup, it seems Graver is wheeling himself along the walkway to the edge of the ropes.

JH: Please tell me I’m not seeing what I think I’m seeing.

TM: What? You mean poor Graver? What’s wrong with him? You sayin’ you got something’ against cripples, Hitchen?

JH: *sighs* Thomas, don’t call them “cripples” they’re “differently abled”.

TM: Yeah, I watched that video about acceptance and stuff. Cripples are all right in my book.

JH: *sighs again* Regardless of your stance on the handicapable, I’m sure Graver’s legs work just fine, and I’m not looking forward to the inevitable explanation of this… mess.

Two ring monkeys come to the bitching of Graver and assist him and his wheelchair into the ring. Graver does his best to wheel into a corner, then produces a mic from his lap.

Graver: All right, cut my music.

It cuts.

Graver: Look, I just came down here, ‘cuz I need to confront someone… YOU, April.

April narrows her eyes, not liking where this is going.

Graver: That was an awesome trip last night, baby. I mean, you were all over the place, I was all over the place, and I’m sure every hole you had was alive with pleasure. But fuck me, I woke up this morning… and I can’t fuckin’ walk!

April starts bad-mouthing Graver, but she doesn’t have a mic, so poo on her.

Graver: Seriously! You’re juice is like, full of paralytic poisons or something! All that bullshit about a Hype attack on Sean? Fuck no! It’s just you guys finally got to bangin’! Remy! Run for your goddamn life! This whore is a death trap! Her vagina has TEETH!! Her--

Graver is shut up as April charges across the ring and dropkicks him in the teeth!!!

JH: Well, so much for ring introductions.

Graver falls to the mat, the wheelchair landing on him in an awkward angle and, of course, finding him stuck fast. April takes advantage and immediately begins stomping on him and brutalizing him while he’s down.

JH: Now there’s a vicious side to April we rarely see.

TM: It’s because Graver just let out her secret, Hitchen! Now she’ll never have sex again!

Melanie and Kendra are the next to pair off, tying up before Melanie bridges into a headlock that Kendra has some trouble escaping. She slaps and swats at Mel, but Melanie just tightens the lock. All this extreme hugging and slapping seems to have caught Alex’s attention, and he’s grinning quite like an idiot, staring at the two.

TM: Man, this stuff is hot.

JH: It’s a headlock, Thomas, are you really that hard up?

TM: Huh? No, this coffee I got from Starbucks… what are you talking about?

The Extreme Ninja sees a spot and goes for the kill, holding up his sign which reads “I STEP ON YOU!!!“ before bouncing off the ropes before STOMPING on Alex’s back and head, DRIVING him face-first into… THE BOTTOM TURNBUCKLE!!!

TM: WHOA!! Looks like Ninja miscalculated things a tad bit!

JH: Ya think? I don’t know how hot Alex is feeling after that.

He certainly isn’t moving. Can’t feel too hot when you aren’t moving.

TM: Man, he better not be dead. I LIKE Alex.

Richard Kelly, Action Referee, checks on the still man, and it is revealed he is indeed unconscious. The bell is rung, and Michael Anderson’s voice booms over the speakers, which momentarily catches the attention of the other wrestlers in the ring.

MA: The first elimination… ALEX EVANS!!

Kendra takes the opportunity of momentary distraction to LIFT Kendra upward and send her CRASHING into the mats with a backdrop! Melanie bounces a tad before getting to her feet and squaring off with Kendra once again.

JH: EMTs coming to ringside to get Alex Evans out of here… I certainly hope he’s all right. I hate to see any wrestler get injured like this…

TM: Ah, he’s fine.

JH: They’re putting a neck brace on him.

TM: It’s just a precaution, you know that. Let’s concentrate on this match, what with all the boobies, and Graver.

JH: And Extreme Ninja.

TM: Who?

Melanie breaks the tie-up and launches a MEAN elbow to Kendra’s face before catching an arm wrench and bending the poor girl over. Melanie hooks the over-the-shoulder leg and DRIVES Kendra’s head into the canvas!!

JH: THE TENSION AND THE SPARK!!

TM: The what?

JH: That’s Melanie’s new name for the move, since Slam! superstar Rylee Starr already took “Starstruck”.

TM: Oh. Her finisher? You sure it’s wise to hit that so early on, Hitchen? Kendra’s a tough girl, she could power out easily.

RK drops to count for the pinfall.

[align=center]ONE![/align]

TM: Yep, any second now.

[align=center]TWO!![/align]

TM: Here we go, shoulder up!

[align=center]THREE!!![/align]

JH: How does it feel to be wrong?

TM: Cold and lonely, Hitchen. Cold and lonely.

MA: Kendra Norton IS! E! LIMINATED!!!

Melanie gets back to her feet and is suddenly stricken by EN#2, who has finally stopped watching poor Alex being carted away. He grabs her by the back of the head and FORCERS her down to the mat!

JH: I believe that was an inverted face buster, or a variant of some kind…

TM: I believe no one cares.

Extreme Ninja charges into action, stomping on her once before scribbling on his sign.

EN’s Sign: BUST A MOVE!!

The ninja immediately begins break dancing, which causes his fans to mark out, fans of dancing to mark out, and the rest of the fucking free world to send their eyebrows skyward in bewilderment.

TM: What the hell is he doing?

JH: That appears to be pop locking.

Finally the ninja ceases his move busting and flips into the air with a senton flip leg drop that KISSES CANVAS as Melanie sits up out of the way.

JH: She said it before, Thomas. Telegraph your moves like that and it just doesn’t work.

TM: That was telegraphing? I thought the idiot forgot he was in a match!

Meanwhile, April is still giving Graver what-for over in the corner. RK is staring at them, wondering if he should do something about it when suddenly a ninja flies out of nowhere and collides with April’s back!

JH: That was a HARD Irish whip from Melanie Halstead, and it just sent Ninja #2 into April Lynn!!

TM: Wow, thanks for marking out over the most obvious thing ever, Jonathan.

JH: You’re just jealous ‘cuz you can’t mark out ’cuz Graver’s still got his legs stuck in a wheelchair.

TM: And it’s all that April’s fault!

April stumbles forward and the Ninja trips back, finally getting sent to the mat with a HARD spinning back chop! The fans “WHOOOOOO” as Ninja writhes on the floor and April and Melanie meet eyes. They both smile and seem to have the same idea as they charge each other and take one another out with wrestling trick #34337; the dual neckbreaker!!

JH: There was some velocity to that move!

TM: And some heat, too! It was RAW, Hitchen! They both just laid the smack down!

JH: Shut up, or we’ll throw down and I’ll slam you.

TM: Oh it’s on, Hitchen. Get ready to feel the impact!

Graver finally manages to untangle himself from the wheelchair, gets to his feet in a fighting stance, and looks around to see that everyone else is on their asses. Graver throws his arms in the air, then turns around and shoves RK in the chest, crying “DUDE!”

JH: If this turns into assault on the referee, I’m going to be disgusted.

TM: Hitchen, that’s like saying “In this match I’m going to say I had sex with your mom”. We know it’s coming. We know we’re gonna get it. Just like your mom knew she was gonna get it when I started com---

JH: ARRR! STOPPIT!!!

Graver backs up a few paces and flexes his muscles the side. RK gets it, then mirrors him. Graver then points both arms upward, and RK mirrors with a bit more precision. Finally the both of them begin flexing downward, growling at each other.

JH: I never thought in all my days…

TM: Whoo! Graver’s the man! Drink your beer and eat your pizza, kids!

JH: How does an horrible influence like this get on TV?

EN is the first to get up, and sees Graver off-balance and flexing. He takes advantage and rolls him into a bridge, and RK drops…!

[align=center]ONE!



TWO!!




NO! April axe kicks Ninja in the ribs, breaking the pinfall![/align]

TM: Did you see that, Hitchen!? April really does like Graver!

JH: I think she’s just wanting to take out Graver herself.

Graver rolls away while April lifts EN off the mats and whips him to the opposite ropes. Unfortunately for him, he doesn’t make it there as he’s intercepted by Melanie and LIFTED off his feet with a--

JH: Tilt-A-Whirl SLAM!!

TM: Wow, that was pretty rockin’. Been a while since we’ve seen one of those.

JH: Has it?

I wouldn’t know, I don’t read anyone else’s matches and have a piss-poor memory. What I DO know is that Graver has just leapt on April’s back and locked in a sleeper hold, but April doesn’t seem too bothered by it.

JH: Holy hell, Graver knows submissions?

TM: I’m as surprised as you are, Hitchen.

Eventually, April starts to get a bit saggy, and not in the breasts. She slumps a bit, and tries to nail Graver with a few punches before just outright drooping. EN and Melanie, meanwhile, are battling it out in the turnbuckle, trading hard knife-edge chops and forcing the crowd to WOOOOOOOO. Mel gets in a FIERCE chop, which sends EN#2 back into the turnbuckle. She then grabs his arm and whips him HARD in the opposite direction, which just HAPPENS to be where Graver is choking out April! Ninja COLLIDES with Ms. Lynn, knocking them both backwards and SQUISHING Graver into the mat.

JH: It’s a pin!

[align=center]ONE!

TWO!!


TH--NO!!![/align]

RK stops the count, prompting most face-supporters to cry out “WHY!?!?!” He points to Graver’s hand away from April’s throat and firmly around the bottom rope. April pulls herself up off of him and delivers a HARD soccer kick to his ribs before she’s TACKLED FROM BEHIND BY MELANIE!!!

TM: These cruiserweights are crazy!! When does it stop!?

JH: I thought you hated cruisers?

TM: I do, but… um… look! That one has boobies!

Graver peels off the mat, sighing at his opponent; EN#2, with sign enthusiastically labeled “Now you die!” Graver shakes his head as EN charges, and he simply sidesteps, allowing the ninja to collide with the turnbuckle just behind him.

TM: HA! Classic. It’s like, y’know, Bugs Bunny, but with people!

April fights away from Melanie, who seems to have been locking her in a grounded facelock submission, and gets to her feet. The blonde decides to try and tie-up with Melanie, and the two struggle for supremacy. Ninja only appears to be a little stunned, but that changes when Graver grabs him by the hood and JAMS his face into the turnbuckle. Ninja stumbles backward for a second before Graver moves in and forces him into the ropes, then takes a run for momentum to JAM a flying double knee into Extreme Ninja’s backplaces!!!

TM: ARRRRGGGHHH!!!

JH: That’s just HORRIBLE!! How a human being can intend to hurt another human being so much… !

TM: Oh come off it. Your favorite wrestlers have done millions of worse things to each other, Hitchen.

JH: Lies! It’s all lies! Things done in the name of justice are all legal! For crown and country!

Graver whips Ninja toward his wheelchair. Ninja seems to regain his senses about halfway through his run, and stops just short of the chair, turning to face A RUNNING STO FROM GRAVER, STRAIGHT INTO THE APPLIANCE!!!

TM: ONE SECOND COLLAAAAAAPPPPSEEE!!

April manages to take control of the grapple after prolonged strength testing with Melanie, and hooks a chancerie! She falls backward, nearly HALF-MOONSAULTING into a DDT!!

JH: LYNNCH-PINNNNN!!!!

RK looks at both and drops.

[align=center]ONE!



TWO!!



THREE!!!
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TM: YESS!!!

JH: That’s a three count!!

TM: A DOUBLE three-count!

MA: The next eliminated superstars… Melanie Halstead and Extreeeme Ninja Number TWO!

Both wrestlers roll out of the ring and we get to focus on our final two.

JH: It’s down to this, Thomas. Graver and April. They’ve been fighting over two titles so far, and in just as many weeks.

TM: Oh yeah. Epic or something. Kick her ass already, Graver!

Graver charges April and the half-surprised sexpot dodges away, but Graver manages to catch the edge of her knee and kickoff into a flying hamfist into her face!!

TM: SHINING MEATHOOK!!! That’s it! It’s over! It’s done! Graver’s the champ!

Graver rolls across to cover.

[align=center]ONE!



TWO!!




NO! April kicks out with authority![/align]


TM: SON OF A BITCH. SLOW COUNT!! SLOW COUUUNT!!!

Graver yells pretty much the same thing at RK before grabbing April by the hair and whipping her to the ropes. She flies into them and seems to have hit hard. Graver moves toward her and plunks her on the top rope in a sitting position before he himself climbs to the second rope, standing her up and grabbing her around the neck.

TM: WHOA!! TOP ROPE STUNNER!! It’s like… like… like a BIG BAM!

JH: Wow, what a great name, Thomas. Some of those wrestlers should really consult you when naming their moves.

TM: Chyeah!

Unfortunately, this “Big BAM!” never happens, as April shoves Graver off and he stumbles to the mat. He turns around, pissed-off, but it doesn’t last as April CAREENS off the top rope and DRIVES HIS FACE INTO THE MAT WITH A BULLDOG!!

JH: TOP ROPE BULLDOG!!

TM: ACK!! NOOOOO!!!

April rolls into a pin!

[align=center]ONE!



TWO!!




THREEEE!!!

DINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDINGDING!!!
[/align]

MA: Your winner, and the NEW TNT Cruiserweight Champion… APRIL! LYYYYYNNNN!!!

JH: She did it! April beat Graver on her own!

TM: IT WAS LUCK! I demand a re-match!

April sits up on her knees, holding her face in disbelief as 'Don't Cha' plays over the speakers. RK returns with the Cruiserweight Championship, handing to April who stares at it, still in a state of shock as RK raises her arm in victory.

JH: What a huge win for April! Her first win here on TNT on her own! And she is the Cruiserweight Champion!

TM: Well... I suppose I won't mind seeing that gold around her waist. But she better not get used to it!

[align=center]*Commercial Break*[/align]

TNT returns live to find the new Cruiserweight Champion making her way down the corridor, holding the title before her with both hands as she stares down at the gold plate, still in stunned disbelief over the win.

Katie: April!

Katie comes into the picture just as April reaches her locker room door. We know it's her door because it reads "April Lynn" on it.

Katie: Congratulations on a huge victory tonight. What are you thinking right now?

Katie moves the microphone towards April, who is still trying to catch her breath.

April: I don't even know, Katie. I am just so excited. I can't even--

Surprisingly, Katie interrupts the answer to her own question to speak once again.

Katie: Remy was looking for you!

April's happiness quickly falters as Katie blurts out the last thing she was expecting to hear in this interview.

April: …he… what?

Katie points off, obviously in the direction Remy left in.

Katie: Yeah. He came to see you before your match but you had already left.

Done with Katie now, April pushes her way past her. With the Cruiserweight belt now at her side, no longer the object of her attention, April storms down the corridor. Katie's cameraman is smart enough to give chase and follows hot on April's heels until they both come to a stop outside another door. One that reads: Merchants of Menace. A hesitation later, she knocks softly on the door to no response. A littler harder she knocks.

April: Remy? Are you in there?

April knocks rapidly on the door, startling some on-lookers. One such on-looker, Miguel Vargas to be exact, opts to interject.

Miguel: If you're looking for Remy, he and Carl just left.

April quickly glances down both ends of the hall, hoping to find the bleach blonder and his hulking mass of a tag partner making their way towards the EXIT but no such luck. An exasperated sigh leads into a scene fade on the new Cruiserweight Champion.

TNT takes us backstage, where we find two very interesting individuals facing one another - Rev. Mitchell Crawford & Jim O'Brien.

Rev. Crawford: Well, I must say it's about time we met again. Do you know how often & how many times I've tried to get ahold of you? Do you know how many studies & discussions we've missed out on? Or-

O'Brien: *a smidge annoyed* Yeah, about that. Listen... I'm in a position where I've got some drive back. My head is clear enough where I can compete at the level I need. My act is gotten together. I'm... good.

And Rev. Crawford looks quite shocked.

Rev. Crawford: Good? Good?! Son, you need me, need us. More now than ever! At Vendetta you'll be facing a rival you've never faced before! You've been taking heavy distraction from that jezebel, Kendra! You've been-

Grrrrrhhhmmm. . .

Uh-oh, spahgettio. As Crawford turns around, making his way into the picture is his counterpart, Some Kind Of Monster. Monster looks down at his Father, crosses his arms & growls.

Monster: Jim... Nnnnnot need us an-eee-more. What Jim neeeed... beat Ohhhnikage. Jim can do, on own.

Crawford places his hands on his hips and a dejected look comes over his face. He'd protest, but c'mon, you wanna argue with a Monster? Exactly. I wouldn't either. Scary buggers. Crawford lowers his head, then back up to eye level with Jim.

Rev. Crawford: Well... Alright then. You want to continue your route without us? Go ahead. Best of... *sighs* Best of luck.

Crawford turns & walks out of the picture, leaving the two Monsters. Monster growls...

Monster: Grrrhhhmmm. . . If need Mmmonsterrr, you... know... where... find.

Jim smiles and pounds fists with the Talladegan Juggernaut.

O'Brien: I appreciate it.

Monster begins to walk away, but quickly Jim grabs Monster's massive shoulder. Monster stops and looks odwn on the multiple time-multiple champion.

O'Brien: One last thing... You were the chosen one!

Monster hiccups... Or chuckles... and then exits the screen. Leaving only Jim, and then either we switch to our next match or a commercial break. Where do we go from here? Who knows.

Once again the ‘Tron flickers to life with a similar perfect blue sky. Slowly it pans down to reveal for the second time tonight JJ spinning around while he wears a FIW referee shirt.

Onikage voice over: Some may accuse JJ of being unfair, but allow me to assure you all JJ is a just man.

JJ spinning is replaced with a town park where JJ is walking along the side walk when he spots a mother and her child. As he walks by them he snatches some thing from the baby which is revealed to be as the camera watches him suck on it a lollipop.

Onikage voice over: Women and children alike love JJ.

An image of JJ walking up to a beautiful young lady is shown and he leans over whispering some thing into her ear. The woman then slaps nearly the taste right out of JJ’s mouth.

Onikage voice over: He has had the correct training for being a referee within FIW.

This new image is of JJ sitting on a couch watching a tape on the television. Looking at it closer you can see he is watching a loop of the main event from Survivor Series 1997. To be more exact when Earl rang the bell when Bret hadn’t tapped out.

Onikage voice over: In short JJ is a god among men and is the right choice, and will make the right decision.

The image is now JJ spinning around in slow-mo as a patriotic song plays over the P.A. as the image of JJ has a faint image of the American and Canadian flags waving together before the image disappears.
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The house lights cut out, images on the TNTtron flickering as broken guitar chords screech over the static-filled speakers. Soon after, the hard-hitting beats of Evanescence's "Lies" blares through the speakers, accompanied by images of the new Kennedy. Amy Lee's voice carries over the speakers as Kennedy makes her way out onto the stage, the crowd responding with a sour reaction for the former crowd favorite. Kennedy's normal look of superiority is now replaced with a worrisome expression as she glances over her shoulder before taking off towards the ring.

MA: Ladies and gentleman, please welcome the number one contender for the Dual Crown Championship… KEEENNNEEEDDYYY!!!

TM: Oh my God. I don't think she's ever looked hotter.

JH: Kennedy making her way towards the ring. Usually very cocky but after what happened last week, it's no surprise she's looking over her shoulder. Literally.

She climbs in over the middle rope and cuts across the ring to retrieve a microphone from a ring monkey (why don't TNT hire people?). She makes her way back towards the center of the ring, the music dying down and inadvertently amplifying the crowd's distaste for her. Kennedy just smiles and waves them down.

Kennedy: Thank you, thank you. Hold your applause, please. Thank you.

Of course, this just riles them up more and they get even louder.

TM: You idiots! Shut up and let her speak!

JH: When all she's gonna do is disrespect them?

TM: She's not disrespecting them!

JH: Let her speak and she will.

Kennedy: Oh, sit down. Please, that's not necessary. You know, I just wanted to take this time to clear the air and make a fresh start… between myself… and Swytch.

The crowd pops hardcore for the Dual Crown Champion, Kennedy just nodding her head as she takes in a deep breath. Wow, that must've been difficult for her to say.

TM: Whoa. Seriously?

Kennedy: So, Swytch, if you'll please come down here. I really think we should talk face to face.

Kennedy motions towards the back for Swytch to come on out but nothing happens. Unless the crowd getting anxious counts as something. But probably not something worth anything.

TM: I don't think this is such a good idea.

Kennedy: Come on, Swytch. Before this thing gets out of control, let's have a talk, please?

Kennedy soon gets her wish when “The Outsider” starts to play over the arena speakers. The crowd erupts for Swytch just as he walks out onto the stage. Swytch’s eyes are locked on the ring, or more specifically, the person in the ring.

TM: See that, Jonathan? Whenever Kennedy beckons, he comes running. He does want her!

JH: I’m sure he does want her, Thomas, just not for the reason you or her think.

Swytch treads along the walkway, his Dual Crown Championship belts hanging from his hands and dragging along the canvassed walkway. He keeps his eyes on Kennedy, a small grin tugging at his lips. Finally he reaches the ring, tossing the belts in then stepping between the top and middle rope and sliding into the ring. He circles around, watching Kennedy intently the entire time until he comes to a stop near one of the turnbuckles, falling back until his ass hits the middle buckle..

TM: Look at that look on Kennedy's face. She certainly looks remorseful.

JH: Oh yeah, 'cuz she's such a forgiving person.[/sarcasm]

TM: She is!

Kennedy moves a little closer towards Swytch, but well within a safe distance from the champion.

Kennedy: First of all, I want to let you know that this has nothing to do with what you said to me last week. This isn't a Kennedy trying to weasel her way out of danger because she got in too deep. That's not what this is, no.

JH: Yeah, I'm sure it isn't.

TM: If she says it isn't, then it isn't!

The crowd doesn't believe her anymore than you do right now and they let her hear it.

Kennedy: I have done a lot of thinking about us lately, Swytch. And I know I've done some horrible things to you recently, and I really regret everything I've done to you. As I'm sure you regret the things you've done to me. I mean, we've been through a lot, haven't we?

Kennedy pauses, waiting for any kind of response from Swytch but all she gets is those black eyes locked on her as he remains seated on the middle turnbuckle, just watching her.

Kennedy: Think about it, Swytch. I mean, your first night here in the company. It was me. You came after me. You were the psycho that… no. No, I don't like that word. You were the MAN that held a knife to my throat and destroyed one of the top performer in the HISTORY of this business! That's what you were.

JH: Funny how she can be so remorseful yet so full of herself in the same sentence. Only Kennedy.

TM: She's forgiving and honest, Jonathan. What more do you want?

The crowd boo and jeer and all that jazz that comes along with hating someone so much you can't even contain it. Kennedy glares out at them, shouting a few insults without the use of her microphone.

Kennedy: People! If you don't let us talk, I am gonna turn this show around and go home. Is that what you want?!

The crowd boo even louder, irritating Kennedy all the more. She shakes her head in disgust and refocuses on Swytch, getting a little closer.

Kennedy: Listen, I wanna tell you one thing. Whatever these people say about me, I respect you! I respect you.

Kennedy points at Swytch, as if to take it home a little clearer. Doesn't matter how clear it is, the crowd doesn't believe it and they let her know, booing louder just to make their point more clear. Kennedy stops, appalled at how they can't believe her sincerity.

Kennedy: It's okay. I don't respect these people. But I respect you. And I wanna let you know, that we're like… we're like family now. And not only do I respect you… but I… I support you as the Dual Crown Champion and the face of Tuesday Night Throwdown.

What a crock of crap! She's got a title shot against him this Sunday and suddenly she respects him and wants him to remain champion? Does this sound like lies to anyone but me? Oh, the crowd is booing too. They're on my side. Kennedy shakes her head and remains focused on Swytch.

Kennedy: So listen, what I wanna know is… do you accept my apology? Let's clear the slate. Can we, please?

Kennedy moves towards Swytch, getting right in that unsafe zone that most people won't even skirt around, offering her own microphone to the man that could've ended her last week.

Swytch jumps from his turnbuckle seat nearly startling Kennedy out of her shoes. She starts to back away slowly with Swytch bearing down on her.

TM: RUN AWAY, KENNEDY!! HE WANTS TO EAT YOUR LIVER!!

Kennedy’s steps become quicker until she runs out of real estate, backing right into the opposite corner. Swytch walks right up to her with his body only an inch, if that, away from her body. He reaches his hand up, Kennedy shying away as if she were about to be struck. He extends his finger, running it tenderly across her cheek sending a shiver down her body.

TM: He’s assaulting her! That’s sexual assault! Somebody call an attorney!

JH: Don’t be ridiculous, that’s not assault. Err, at least it’s not as bad as what he could do to her.

Swytch pulls his hand away from Kennedy’s face. She clutches the microphone tightly to her, her breath hitting it with every exhale. Swytch leans his head down so his lips are closer to the mic, his eyes never leaving Kennedy’s.

Swytch: I came to you once, Kennedy. I told you I would never apologize for what I did because I knew you would never accept it.

JH: He speaks the truth.

Swytch: And here you are, ironically enough, asking to clear the air with me. Consider it clear. As for you respecting me? That’s all I ever wanted from you, from these people, and from everybody else.

He remains in Kennedy's face, his eyes roaming over her features as he concludes his answer to her. Kennedy takes a couple more breaths before slowly nodding her head, a small smile of relief forming on her lips.

TM: He… he accepted her apology?

JH: He did. What does this say about Vendetta though?

TM: Maybe his dreams are gonna come true and she'll lay down for him? Eww. Poor Kennedy.

Swytch finally backs off of Kennedy. He collects the Dual Crown belts before exiting the ring. "The Outsider" plays over the speakers as Swytch treads up the walkway, Kennedy finally makes her way out of the corner with a sigh of relief coming over her.

JH: I cannot believe what we just witnessed. The two competitors coming to a respected agreement just five days before their clash for the Dual Crown Championship. I guess this means we can expect a clean contest at Vendetta. That'll be something fresh.

TM: Clean? You really think anytime Swytch gets his hands on Kennedy he's gonna be clean?

JH: It'd be really nice if you could keep your mind out of the gutter for once.

Swytch makes it to the curtain but is abruptly halted in his departure as Kennedy's voice calls out through the speakers.

Kennedy: Swytch, wait a second! Hold up!

The crowd quiet down, surprised at Kennedy's request and most likely curious. Swytch does cease his exit, slowly turning back to stare at the woman in the ring who apparently respects him.

Kennedy: I just, I wanna say one more thing. If that's okay. I wanted to say that I can't believe… I can't believe how… you're still… the easiest man in the world… to manipulate!

The crowd are instantly booing as soon as the words leave her mouth, that happily sinister grin coming over the brunette's lips as Swytch just cocks his head to the side.

JH: I knew it was too good to be true.

Kennedy: I mean, oh my God! It's so damn funny how easy I can wrap you around my finger just like Tier did!

In an instant Swytch drops the belts and barrels back towards the ring… NO! Swytch stumbles and falls to his knees as a CLANG sounds throughout the arena. Behind the champ stands none other than the HYPE Carlos Kane!

JH: Oh my God! It's Carlos Kane!

TM: The Hype in the hizzouse?! And he just floored the Dual Crown Champion!

Swytch tries to fight back up to his feet but a second steel chair shot to the back sends him face-first into the walkway! The crowd is on fire just like Carlos Kane is! The Hype SLAMS the chair down onto Swytch's back a few more times before raising it into the air and yelling out at the millions and millions (*raises eyebrow* No?). He grabs Swytch by the collar and drags him like a dead dog towards the ring.

JH: What the hell is this?! I thought Swytch destroyed Carlos Kane's knee?

TM: Well the Hype is walking just fine, if you ask me.

JH: That he is. And right now he's got Swytch in a very--

TM: Basically, he's owning Swytch!

JH: Thanks to that steel chair!

Hype tosses the steel chair in the ring before dragging Swytch up throwing him in between the top and middle rope! Swytch crumbles to the mat, crawling towards Kennedy with a menacing growl on his lips. But a stomp from Hype halts his advance. Kennedy holds her arms out at her sides, reveling in lovely crowd heat. Carlos drags Swytch up by the back of his collar and applies a half nelson with one arm and a chicken wing with the other as the Hype lifts him up, Swytch starts battling back with elbows upside Kane's head! Carlos loses the hold, allowing Swytch to spin around and fire elbow strikes into Hype's face!

JH: Yes! Swytch fighting back!

TM: Oh no! Kennedy! Do something!

Kennedy startles and immediately finds herself trying to come up with a rescue plan. But Swytch's back catches up to him, causing him to drop to one knee as he grabs the throbbing pain. Carlos comes back and DRIVES A KNEE INTO SWYTCH'S STERNUM! Carlos ducks under Swytch, standing up with the champ over his shoulders. With lightning speed Carlos THROWS SWYTCH AROUND AND DROPS HIM FACE-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS WITH AN F-5 maneuver!

TM: H5! That's how it's done, Jonathan!

JH: Dammit! Swytch was just set-up here tonight! AGAIN! Set-up again by Kennedy and Carlos Kane!

TM: I can't believe you all fell for that respect crap! Kennedy couldn't respect a freak like Swytch!

Carlos climbs back to his feet as Kennedy moves over to stare down at the Dual Crown Champion. The crowd are rampant now, letting Kennedy and Carlos know how much they despise them in this particular moment. Kennedy smiles, a chuckle escaping her lips as she brings the microphone back to her lips.

Kennedy: Look at you. Look at you on your ass! You actually thought that I respected you? YOU! Keep dreaming! This man right here!

Kennedy slaps Hype's chest to indicate who it is she's talking to as Hype grins down at the man who tried to destroy his leg two weeks ago in that vicious assault.

Kennedy: Him, I do respect. And this Sunday at Vendetta, we're take that Dual Crown Championship… the one you never deserved in the first place! We're gonna take it from you! I guarantee it! Because our match… it's now a TRIPLE THREAT!!

Kennedy throws the microphone down onto Swytch's unmoving form as the crowd fills the arena with nothing but pure hatred for the pair standing over the beloved Dual Crown Champion. Kennedy slaps both hands on Hype's chest and points at him, probably telling him that he's the man. Boy, does she know how to motivate people she needs.

JH: Can you believe this?! Swytch is now defending his Dual Crown Championship against Kennedy AND Carlos Kane in a Triple Threat!

TM: That's right! Anything Carlos does this Sunday is completely legal! We're gonna have a new Dual Crown Champion at Vendetta!

JH: But will it be Kennedy or Carlos?

Leading the way, Kennedy exits the ring and waits for Carlos to join her on the walkway. "Lies" reprises over the speakers as Kennedy and Hype, happy as can be, make their way up backstage as Swytch slowly comes on in the ring. The camera closes in on his snarling face as claws his hands into the mats, pushing up to his hands and knees, glaring at the happy twosome.

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TNT returns live inside the Bell Centre with Kennedy and the Hype, Carlos Kane, making their way back from the ring. Kennedy's all pumped up with excitement over pulling the wool over Swytch's eyes. Hype's excitement is more quiet but evident in his steps. They've got a bit more bounce, if you will.

Kennedy: That was so awesome! Did you see him out there?

Carlos nods his head, a small smirk coming across his face as he thinks about what he just did.

Kennedy: Swytch totally thought I respected him and then the look of humiliation on his face when I showed him just how pathetic he is!

Carlos quirks his eyebrows before coming to a stop, shooting an arm out in front of his partner.

Carlos: Hold up. You?

Kennedy: I mean, when I brought up his past with Tier. But you! You really did a number on that freak.

Okay, that's better. Carlos smirks again, nodding his head once more. Ahhh, reminiscing is so fun.

Kennedy: Oh, by the way, how's your knee?

Kennedy's concern is so fake, it brings a tear to no one's eyes. Carlos just chuckles at the mention of his "bum" knee.

Carlos: It's nothin' I haven't worked through already.

Kennedy: God, I can't believe Swytch was so stupid to think it'd be that easy to take one of us out. This Sunday is going to be a piece of cake. There's no way Swytch is leaving Vendetta as the Dual Crown Champion.

Carlos: Yeah. Triple Crown. I like that.

As Carlos stares off into his future as a triple champion, Kennedy can't help but chuckle. That, however, brings Carlos' gaze down on her.

Kennedy: I'm sorry. But you've already got a title. What about me? I'm the one who had to be alone with that freak while you were off on your week's vacation playing hurt.

Carlos: And I'm the one who had to get my ass put through a table and get the hell beat out of my knee.

Kennedy waves her hands about as she shakes her head.

Kennedy: Forget about it. As long as one of us gets those belts from him, it doesn't matter. Right?

Carlos thinks it over for a minute. Maybe longer than he should.

Kennedy: Right?

Carlos: Yeah, I guess.

Kennedy: Right. So come on, let's go strategize for the match. How many double team moves do you think it'll take to keep him down?

The twosome share a good laugh as they walk off camera, prompting us to cut back to the live arena.

TM: Haha! Did you hear that?

JH: I heard it! It's disgusting. The thought of those two double-teaming the Dual Crown Champion on Sunday is sickening.

TM: What's so sickening? We either see Kennedy's gorgeous body carrying two gold belts or we see more gold lining the Hype's chocolate skin.

JH: Chocolate skin? You got something you want to tell me?

TM: Shut up!

JH: Well, ladies and gentleman, it is this Sunday! Vendetta comes to you live from the Air Canada Centre in Toronto! Vendetta, a joint production of TNT and Slam!

TM: And that's what it's all about in this match! The FIW Tag Team Championships! They haven't been defended in a long time, ever since the Ordinary broke-up and were the current holders.

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JH: A lack of tag teams drove these belts into obscurity but a new surge of tag team blood has risen on the scene. It will be the Slam!'s Arabian Knights taking on TNT's Merchants of Menace for the vacant titles!

TM: That's right. The Knight's earned their title shot a while back, defended it against Maggot Korps and are still coming at Vendetta to take those belts back to Slam!

JH: And it was Remy and Carl who defeated Graver and Onikage, the Rejects, to earn the right to go to Vendetta and fight of TNT.

TM: After what the Knights did to Remy and Carl last week, not to mention April! Well, I think the Merchants will be getting some MAJOR revenge at Vendetta. Whether they come back with the gold or not!

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JH: This match here is personal between Slam! and Tuesday Night Throwdown!

TM: Oh yeah! Onikage won the belt back at Relentless and basically said "screw you!" to Slam! bringing the title here. But he lost it to Bill Kuriyama about a month ago.

JH: Toan beat out a lot of potential contenders on Slam! and now he'll challenge for the International Championship at Vendetta. But in the interest of fairness, he's decided to put something on the line as well. The Extreme Chaos Championship!

TM: After Vendetta, TNT's gonna have all their belts except the World Championship! That's gonna be great!

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JH: A special guest referee match! One of two at Vendetta. Onikage made the claim a few weeks back that Jim reminded Onikage of Onikage's own father! And Onikage claims that he wants to HELP Jim O'Brien. Believe it or not.

TM: I think it's methods for helping that are the big issue here. And Jim didn't take to Dr. Onikage's methods.

JH: Jim O'Brien certainly did not. Onikage did, however, re-awaken the Monster within Jim O'Brien. And even though Onikage's own student JJ is the special guest referee, I don't envy the position Onikage has put himself into.

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TM: What about this special guest referee match? I don't think anyone's torn on who they want to see win this one!

JH: No, definitely not! Ragin' came to TNT about two months ago after his contract was bought out by Madison Lee. And Ragin' hasn't endeared himself to ANYONE on the entire Throwdown roster.

TM: Especially not to Dante Coles! These two have had a small history in the past and it's obvious nothing has been solved.

JH: Two matches later, the score card is even. Ragin' cheated to gain a victory over Dante, and Dante benefited from a distraction from Natalya and Kailey, resulting in a victory for himself.

TM: And speaking of Kailey, she's probably the only person on the roster to hate Ragin' more than Dante. And she's been placed as the special guest referee! This isn't the first time she's refereed a match for Ragin' and he made her look like a fool in that match! I can't wait to see what happens in this one.

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JH: And this match just got a hell of a lot more interesting.

TM: Oh, definitely! Kennedy punk'd Swytch just moments ago! And so did Carlos Kane! Swytch thought the killed of Kennedy's muscle but he was wrong. Carlos Kane returned here tonight, after Kennedy toyed with Swytch's emotions, and laid out our Dual Crown Champion! It's was awesome!

JH: A heinous act from Kennedy and Carlos, and shows me how scared they are about facing Swytch! But the announcement was made by Kennedy and confirmed by General Manager Madison Lee. It will be a Triple Threat at Vendetta to determine the Dual Crown Championship. Swytch, the champion, putting the gold on the line against Carlos Kane and Kennedy.

TM: New Dual Crown Champion, Jonathan! It's inevitable! And frankly anyone would be better than Swytch!

JH: Well, that's debatable. But now, it's time for tonight's main-event! Kailey Lane versus Nadia Kassle in a Montreal Street Fight!

"Defy You" begins to play and Kailey bursts through the curtain to a deafening pop from the live crowd! A confident look on her face, as she strides towards the ring. More pumped up than usual, Kailey points to herself as she lets the fans know that tonight she's gonna destroy Nadia Kassle.

MA: The following contest is the Ladies Montreal Street Fight! And it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Nashville, Tenne--

JH: HEY! WAIT A MINUTE!

As Kailey makes her way towards the ring, Nadia comes from behind CRACKING Kailey across the back with a pool cue! Nadia quickly throws the cue over Kailey's throat, choking her opponent as she drags her down the walkway by the throat!

JH: We're trying to have a Ladies Street Fight and Nadia came out with that pool cue before Kailey even made it to the ring!

TM: It's all legal in a street fight, Jonathan!

JH: But the match hasn't even started yet! The bell hasn't even rung!

Still outside the ring, Nadia straddles Kailey, keeping the pool cue across Kailey's throat as she pushes down, attempting to crush Kailey's throat with the weapon! Kailey pushes up on the cue as Nadia continues to keep it firmly planted in the chokehold. Finally Kailey has enough and BUCKS NADIA OFF HER! Nadia flips forward, landing on her back. Kailey kicks off the walkway, flipping right over onto Nadia!

JH: Kailey reversing that maneuver! And now she's mounted Nadia and choking her!

TM: Hey! Ref! Do something!

JH: Like you said, Thomas, it's allll legal!

Not at all satisfied with the little damage that's causing to her adversary, Kailey relents rather quickly. Climbing off of Nadia, she tosses the pool cue aside, forgetting about it for the time being. She drags Nadia up to her feet, firing closed right fists off the temple of Nadia! Kailey grabs Nadia's wrist and whips her towards the ring! No! Nadia plants her feet to prevent the whip! She BOOTS Kailey in the gut and then THROWS HER OVER THE SIDE OF THE WALKWAY RIGHT INTO THE CROWD!!!

JH: OH MY GOD! Nadia just tossed Kailey right into a sea of fans!

TM: Wow! Looks like Nadia'll get hardcore with you a second! I love it!

Against the referee's discretion, Nadia storms down the staircase, moving over towards the audience barricade just as Kailey crawls her way over to it from the opposite side. Nadia grabs a handful of Kailey's blond locks, pulling her up but Kailey knocks the hand away and FIRES AN ELBOW STRIKE INTO NADIA'S FACE! She stumbles backwards but moves back in TO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK OVER THE BARRICADE INTO NADIA'S FACE!!!

JH: Kailey not showing any disorientation from the tumble into the crowd! She's fighting on instincts! That's how Kailey wrestles!

TM: She doesn't really wrestle, Jonathan. Kailey fights!

JH: Well, you're right about that.

Kailey climbs up onto the audience barricade as Nadia shakes the cobwebs clear after that kick to the head. She spins around GETTING TAKEN DOWN BY A FLYING CLOTHESLINE FROM KAILEY!!

JH: A flying clothesline from Kailey! She's gotta get Nadia into the ring!

TM: Yeah! This is a street fight, not a hardcore match. Falls don't count anywhere!

Kailey knows this and pulls Nadia to her feet but Nadia comes alive, driving a shoulder into Kailey's gut and RUNNING HER BACK-FIRST INTO THE RING POST!!! Kailey's shout echoes throughout the arena as Nadia allows her to fall to the mats at ringside.

TM: Did you hear that?! The rattling of that ring-post but it could barely be heard over Kailey's cries of pain. Nadia's owning her!

JH: Nadia's playing dirty, like always. The only difference is the environment is her favor.

Nadia drags Kailey up, tossing her in under the bottom rope before climbing onto the apron. Nadia flips over the top rope and DROPS A LEG OVER THE THROAT OF KAILEY LANE!!!

DING-DING

JH: A dangerous leg drop from Nadia! And there you hear the opening bell just now!

TM: Yeah. The ladies just now getting into the ring to signal the start of this match and Nadia going for a pinfall already!

Nadia does indeed float over into a cover, hooking Kailey's leg!


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TWO!!


Kailey kicks out!
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Nadia stands, glaring at Tony Clarke before deciding to drag Kailey up to her feet. Nadia powers Kailey back into the corner before BURYING HER SHOULDER INTO KAILEY'S RIBS! A SECOND SHOULDER THRUST FROM NADIA! AND A THIRD ONE AS WELL!! Nadia back out of the corner, watching Kailey gasp in breaths. Nadia runs full force SHOULDER-FIRST INTO THE RING POST AS KAILEY DIVES ASIDE!!!

JH: Nadia missing a shoulder thrust to Kailey!

TM: Poor Nadia! That was flesh on steel!

Just as quickly as she was thrown in, Kailey rolls under the bottom rope to the ringside area. Immediately she flips the apron skirt up, deciding to fight fire with fire. In this case, bring out the toys that Nadia likes to illegally use but are perfectly legal this week. Nadia spots this going on and, despite the pain in her shoulder, sticks her head through the ropes and GET WHACKED WITH A TRASHCAN LID!!!

JH: Oh my God! Nadia found something cold and hard in that ring post and now getting cracked upside the head with a trashcan lid!

TM: Kailey is showing absolutely no remorse for Nadia's well-being in there.

Kailey drags out a trashcan, tossing it into the ring before dragging out two more trashcan lids. Ducking back into the ring, Kailey takes a trashcan lid in both hands before stalking Nadia as she raises to her feet just in time for Kailey to SMASH NADIA'S HEAD BETWEEN THE MAKE-SHIFT CYMBALS!!

TM: Oh my goodness! Was that necessary?!

JH: Nadia's probably got some ringing in her ears after that.

Kailey tosses her make-shift weapon aside, grabbing the trashcan and parking it between the top and middle turnbuckle. Nadia climbs back up to her feet only to be approached by Kailey and taken down with a double-leg takedown! Kailey falls back but before she can perform her slingshot toss, Nadia snatches up a nearby trashcan lid and CRACKS it over Kailey's head!

JH: A hard shot to the cranium of Kailey Lane.

TM: She never should've brought those trashcan lids into the ring. Now they're getting used against her!

Nadia climbs back up to her feet once again, stumbling back into the ropes as she shakes her head clear. She drags Kailey up and WHIPS HER BACK-FIRST INTO THE TRASHCAN WEDGED BETWEEN THE TURNBUCKLE!!! Kailey arches her back and stumbles forward INTO A SHUFFLE SIDE KICK!!!

JH: Das Boot right into the face of Kailey Lane!

TM: Nadia is so impressive here tonight!

JH: You can't fault Nadia's efforts but Kailey is tough as nails and she's showing that here tonight.

TM: She can only take so much before she falls and Nadia's gonna bring it.

Nadia snatches up another trashcan lid before using Kailey's hair to get her back up. Nadia BASHES Kailey in the face, using the trashcan lid to aid her right hand! Back up she pulls Kailey, SMASHING another trashcan lid-punch into her face! Nadia tosses her weapon aside and flips Kailey onto her back, making another pin attempt!


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TWO!!


KICK-OUT FROM KAILEY!!
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Nadia pulls her up without debating Tony Clarke and whips her into the turnbuckle-- NO! Kailey reverses and sends Nadia into the corner! Kailey runs into a raised knee from Nadia! Nadia quickly sits herself onto the top turnbuckle, perched for an attack when Kailey CRASHES A TRASHCAN LID INTO NADIA'S HEAD!!! Kailey climbs up to the second turnbuckle, hooking Nadia before pulling her opponent and herself up to the top rope.

JH: My God, what is Kailey have in mind here?

TM: This is high-risk, Jonathan.

Using all her strength Kailey drags Nadia off the top rope BOTH LADIES CRASHING BACK-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS WITH A HIGH-IMPACT SUPERPLEX!!! Both ladies feel the effects, writhing in pain on the canvas.

JH: A superplex from the top rope!

TM: I cannot believe she just did that!

JH: Two beautiful women crashing and burning! Kailey is utterly relentless, Thomas!

Tony Clarke checks both women's consciousness before starting his 10-count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!


Kailey rolls over, throwing an arm over the shoulders of Nadia!


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TWO!!


THREE!!!



NOO!! NADIA KICKS OUT!!!
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Both ladies struggle back to their feet, gritting through the exhaustion as it begins to set in early due to the hardcore setting. But Nadia wills the strength to rush in with a clothesline that Kailey ducks! Nadia spins around, taking a right hand by Kailey! Followed up with a chop! Another right hand backs Nadia into the ropes and Kailey BOOTS her in the stomach! Nadia buckles and falls right out the ring!

JH: Kailey isn't giving up! She's tired and she's hurt but she knows Nadia is too! It's anyone's game here on Tuesday Night Throwdown! These two women main-eventing TNT!

TM: Kailey's like a shark! She smells blood and that's what she wants from Nadia!

JH: Who could blame her? After everything Nadia's done to Kailey! She's done everything in her power to make Kailey's life a living hell! Including taking Kailey's best friend away from her!

TM: Is it really Nadia's fault that Kennedy wanted to move up in her class of friends?

Kailey ducks out onto the apron, waiting for Nadia to rise to her feet before leaping off with a flying Thesz Press! Kailey immediately lays in the right hands to Nadia! Kailey pulls Nadia up and shoulder drives her right into the announce table!

TM: Hey! Girls! Don't mess up our table!

JH: Kailey bringing the fight right out here at our feet!

Kailey grabs Nadia's head and SMACKS it off the announce table once! Twice! Three times! Kailey storms over to the timekeeper, snatching up a steel chair. She quickly makes her way back over to Nadia, chair raised as Nadia BOOTS her in the stomach! Kailey drops the chair, allowing Nadia to run in with a hard clothesline to Kailey!

JH: Look at the lariat from Nadia! Nearly beheading Kailey!

Nadia stomps down on Kailey a couple times before climbing up on the announce table, causing Hitchen and Moore to both get up from their seats, fearing for their safety as they wonder what Nadia has planned. Nadia screams out for the crowds approval and that isn't what she gets from them. With a snarl Nadia BACKFLIPS OFF THE ANNOUNCE TABLE AND CRASHES INTO THE MATS AT RINGSIDE AS KAILEY ROLLS ASIDE!!!

JH: OH MY GOD!! DID YOU SEE THAT?!!

TM: Nadia just tried a moonsault off our announce table and got nothing!

JH: She got something alright! Those protective mats at ringside weren't made to protect that kind of fall however!

TM: Well, Nadia… maybe you should leave the moonsaults to Kennedy?

Kailey drags the hurt Nadia up to her feet and throws her back in under the bottom rope before sliding in after her. Nadia fights up to her feet, doubled over as she holds her chest and stomach in agony. Kailey runs in and SNAPS HER DOWN WITH A SWINGING NECKBREAKER! Kailey pins!


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TWO!!




THREE!!!




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JH: How in the world did Nadia find the strength to kick out?!

TM: Kailey tried to capitalize on that missed moonsault but Nadia's too resilient.

Kailey pulls her hair in frustration but opts not to get too worked up over it. She checks to make sure Nadia isn't exactly in the frame of mind to get up and decides to exit the ring once again. Kailey flips back the apron skirt and drags out a ladder to a huge pop from the crowd!

JH: Uh-oh! Kailey's bringing out some heavier arsenal!

TM: No more trashcan lids for Kailey. She's playing with solid steel!

Kailey muscles the ladder in under the bottom rope before following in after it. Kailey sets the ladder up before backing it into the corner. Kailey climbs up the ladder, her back facing towards the turnbuckle as she spies Nadia climbing up to her feet. Kailey races to the top of the ladder but Nadia uses a burst of energy to quickly climb the opposite side! The two ladies meet at the top, trading blows as they attempt to rock the other off the ladder!

JH: I do not like the looks of this, Thomas.

TM: Someone's gonna fall and I hope to God it's Kailey!

JH: WHAT?!

The ladder rocks as the girls fight back and forth. Ending when Kailey grabs the top of the ladder and SMACKS NADIA WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! Nadia's arms wave about as she attempts to regain or balance or learn to fly… neither happen as NADIA CRASHES INTO THE CANVAS BELOW!!! Kailey climbs to the opposite side of the ladder, waiting for Nadia to climb to her feet. Kailey takes to the air and BEHEADS NADIA WITH A FLYING LEG LARIAT!!!! Kailey covers again!


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TWO!!


KICK-OUT FROM NADIA!!!
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JH: So close! Kailey was so close to another victory over Nadia!

TM: Not close enough! Nadia's gonna win this one, I can feel it!

JH: Nadia can barely stand right now!

Kailey slams the mat in frustration, wondering what it's gonna take to keep Nadia down. She grabs Nadia by her raven locks and pulls her up into a chop! Again she lights up Nadia's chest! Backing her into the ropes, Kailey whips Nadia across the ring! Nadia rebounds and Kailey throws her over with a back body drop! NO! Kailey lowers her head too soon! Nadia ducks down as well, scooping Kailey across her shoulders! In a flash Nadia whips Kailey around and DROPS HER WITH A SIDEWALK SLAM!!!

JH: The Russian Roulette! Out of no where!

TM: Wow! That was perfect execution from Nadia! She just scoops Kailey up and there was nothing Kailey could do!

JH: Nadia's going for the cover here! She could have it!


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TWO!!


THREE!!!





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Nadia's eyes nearly fall out of their sockets as she asks Tony Clarke if she kicked out. Tony indicates it was a two-count. Nadia can't believe, letting out a disgruntled sigh before bringing Kailey up to her feet. Nadia SPANKS Kailey across the face with a hard slap that nearly causes Kailey to lose her footing. Nadia grabs Kailey by the chin, staring eye to eye with her as she screams "I hate you!" Nadia SLAPS Kailey one more time! This time Kailey does lose her footing and falls to the canvas, still trying to recovering from the toll this match has taken on her.

JH: Nadia telling Kailey that she hates her. No kidding. We would've never guessed. I have to say though, Thomas, I am surprised at the resilience both women are showing here tonight.

TM: These are the kinds of girls we have here on TNT, Jonathan.

JH: I've always known Kailey and Nadia were tough but they're really showing it here tonight.

Nadia ducks out to ringside, digging under the apron for the first time to get some of her own goodies. What she produces is a nice shiny fire extinguisher. Some evil thoughts swirling in her black mind, Nadia shoves the extinguisher into the ring, before joining it. Nadia mans the extinguisher, waiting for Kailey to climb to her feet. Kailey spins around and NADIA FIRES THE EXTINGUISHER!!! Kailey dives aside as nothing shoots from the nozzle. Nadia can't believe it, she gazes into the nozzle, shaking it to find out what's wrong!

JH: Nadia just tried to blind Kailey but to no avail!

TM: Geez. Let's hope there isn't a blaze in here anytime soon. Nadia's never used one of those before, Jonathan. Celebrities don't have to worry about fire safety. She has a bodyguard that would get her out of a burning building.

JH: Oh, okay.

Frustrated, Nadia screams as she runs at Kailey with the extinguisher raised like a battering ram! Kailey side-steps, drop toe holding Nadia face-first into the fire extinguisher!!! Nadia climbs up to her feet, checking to make sure her teeth are still in her mouth. Enraged she turns and runs RIGHT INTO A SPINEBUSTER FROM KAILEY!!!

JH: A spinebuster! Kailey taking back control of this match!

TM: Uh-oh! Nadia better watch out! Kailey's heading for that fire extinguisher!

Kailey snatches up the fire extinguisher, pulling the pin and aiming at Nadia who is climbing back to her feet in a daze. She spins around and GETS A FACE FULL OF WHITE CARBON DIOXIDE!!!

TM: Kailey knows how to use the fire extinguisher!

JH: Kailey does indeed know how to use the fire extinguisher and Nadia's got a freeze-dried face!

Nadia stumbles around the ring, blinded! Kailey runs in and butts the extinguisher into Nadia's stomach, doubling her over! Kailey throws the extinguisher aside before shoving Nadia's head between her legs. Kailey glances out into the crowd before hoisting Nadia up in a Crucifix! Kailey sits out DROPPING NADIA FACE-FIRST INTO THE CANVAS WITH A CRUCIFIX REVERSE FACE DRIVER!!

JH: THE SOUTHERN CROSS!! KAILEY JUST NAILED THE SOUTHERN CROSS ON NADIA!!


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TWO!!




THREE!!!
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"Defy You" blares over the speakers as Kailey gets the pinfall victory! Kailey sits up on her knees, closing her eyes in relief as it's finally over!

MA: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…. KAAAAIIILLLLLEEEY LAAAAANNNNE!!!

JH: Kailey picks up a HUGE victory here tonight over her nemesis Nadia!

TM: Probably the most meaningful victory to her at the moment.

JH: All months of the double-teams, the set-ups, the insults… Kailey has finally put Nadia down!

Kailey raises to her feet as Tony Clarke raises her arm in victory, the crowd cheering and the cameras flashing! Kailey moves to the nearest turnbuckle, a smile on her face as she raises an arm into the air, saluting her fans at ringside as she celebrates her victory!

JH: Ladies and gentleman, that's all the time we have tonight! We'll be back on December 27th for the final TNT of the year and the 2005 Grand Prix!

TM: Don't forget to tune into Vendetta this Sunday on pay-per-view!

JH: The FIW Tag Team Championships, Slam!'s International and Extreme Chaos Championships, and the Dual Crown Championship! All up for grabs on the TNT end!

TM: And don't forget Ragin' and Dante. Kailey's having a good night tonight but in five days she's gonna have to referee that fight between Dante and Ragin'.

JH: Hopefully Kailey can have another great night this Sunday at Vendetta and count Dante another victory over Ragin'!

TM: You wouldn't dare miss it!

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