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Slam! On Monday; 27th February 2006
Topic Started: Feb 27 2006, 01:56 PM (144 Views)
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Just moments before Slam! comes to air and the crowd has completely settled into the Tacoma Dome for the latest instalment of their favourite FIW wrestling show. Charles Cruz makes his way up the ring steps and to the center of the ring with his microphone in tow. Some of those in attendance turn their attention as they see him enter but the others are not brought to attention until he starts to speak.

Charles Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen…..It is my great pleasure to introduce at this time the FIW World Champion and acting General Manager for this evening…….JACK MANSON!”

The lights in the arena dim and drums beat from all around as strobe lights begin to flicker about the stage. A just audible whisper comes over the PA system which beckons the attention of everyone to the top of the stage.

[align=center]Can you feel that?

Oh, Shit…[/align]

Guitars kick in as the strobe lights get faster and smoke begins to fill the stage. By now the crowd is fully aware of who is going to burst onto that stage and they begin to cheer. Suddenly, David Drainman screams and pyros explode all over the stage and ramp.

[align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah
[/align]

Jack then bursts through the curtains from backstage and through the thick smoke from the pyros and fog machines. He stops at the top of the ramp and raises the double bird as fans cheer him wildly.


[align=center]Ooh Ah Ah Ah Ah
Oah Oah

Oah Oah

Oah Oah
[/align]

Manson then heads down the ramp as the lyrics to the song begin to play. He slaps his hand out at nearby fans as they lean over the guard railing trying to score a touch of the former GM.

[align=center]Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
Will you give in to me?
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me
Will you give in to me?
[/align]

Manson slides into the ring and staggers around the ring flipping everyone in sight off as he makes his way around all the ropes. Jack then raises his arms in the center of the ring and belts out loud growling scream.

[align=center]Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no there is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon…..

IN ME!!!!!!
[/align]


Explosions burst from all corners of the ring in a domino effect starting from the announce booth side and then cascading up the ramp and from left to right on the stage. As the smoke clears the crowd chant loudly as Manson take possession of the microphone from Cruz and begins to speak.

KR: “We are moments from going to air and General Manager, Jack Manson is here to kick things off the right way!

CM: “ACTING….General Manager.”

DV: “Acting or not. Jack is one of the best choices to fill in for Markone with his former Slam! General Manager experience behind him.”

Jack swaggers about the ring and smiles out to the crowd. He takes in their adoration as they chant his name and waits patiently for them to calm so he can begin.

Manson: “Welcome to Monday Night Slam!”

Another huge pop.

Manson: “Tonight…Jack Manson returns to power as the acting General Manager of Slam! and I am prepared to make things right after the debacle that you had to endure last week called Matt Impact!”

The crowd begin to chant again.

[align=center]IMPACT SUCKS!!!

IMPACT SUCKS!!!

IMPACT SUCKS!!!
[/align]

Manson: “Tonight’s card is design to right all those that were wronged last week. For instance…In our main event….We will see Hutch face Xtreme Kitten in a fifteen foot high steel cage for the International Championship.

Crowd pop.

Manson: “Orion Oldriod….

Crowd boo.

Manson: “….has received instruction to be here tonight. I have a huge announcement that affects him and it will be regarding the Extreme Chaos Championship. We will touch on that later though. Before that though we will see Keith Williams take on T-Bird for the Tactical Assault Championship!”

[align=center]T-BIRD!!!

T-BIRD!!!

T-BIRD!!!
[/align]

Jack smiles and continues.

Manson: “The Lethal Lottery Tournament to determine the number one contenders to the FIW Tag Team Championship will continue tonight with last weeks advancing team of Rylee Starr and Prime taking on our newest randomly paired team of Prince Kashmir and Sean Madrox.”

Crowd pops.

Manson: “And to begin our night off we will see “Big Baby Sweets” Brad Guinup facing off against our newest enhancement talent….Matt Impact!”

The crowd laugh loudly.

CM: “Matt Impact is not enhancement talent! He is the King of Slam!”

DV: “Maybe the King of Getting His Ass Slammed to the Mat!”

KR: “He is still unsuccessful at defeating Manson to regain the FIW World Championship!”

Manson moves to the ropes and steps through making a motion to the sound guys.

Manson: “Enough of my yammering though…..Let the show begin!”

[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
[/align]
The FIW World Title is hanging in the balance and Impact turns around to find Manson getting up. Impact sprints at him and Manson is ready, he lifts Impact up...MUSCLE BUSTER! PAIN! MANSON REACHES OVER INTO THE COVER AND JOE JOHNSON HAS RECOVERED ENOUGH TO MAKE THE COUNT!


[align=center]1!

2!

3!

MANSON HAS DONE IT![/align]


CC: Here is your winner and NEW FIW WORLD CHAMPION...JACK MANSON!

KR: JACK MANSON IS THE WORLD CHAMPION!

CM: I can't believe this!


[align=center]Well here's another one (WHAT!)
In the gutter one (WHAT!)
Ghetto runnin em
Troblesome extra double double I come to beat em
The beat em and mistreat em
So what if that I'm cheating.
Every one wanna sound grimey.
Imma show you how come on (ALL AND TOGETHER NOW!)
[/align]

But Keith looks hell bent on doing it! He grins to the crowd......BEFORE THRUSTING T-BIRD'S HEAD IN BETWEEN HIS LEGS! HE SCOOPS HER UP...........KEITH WILLIAMS SCOOPS T-BIRD UP AND LEAPS OFF THE TURNBUCKLE WITH A SICK PACKAGE PILEDRIVER FROM THE TOP ROPE! THE FANS ERUPT IN A MASSIVE "HOLY SHIT" CHANT, AND WILLIAMS ROLLS INTO A COVER!

[align=center]Yeaah, ohh yeaah!
YEAH!
That's how we gotta be
so stop trying to beat loud as me cause you can't do that
Think about playin russian roulette with an atuomatic rifle
My ass against the line blast bullets first
On Line
[/align]
IMPACT IS CLOSE TO FALLING OFF, HE REGAINS HIS BALANCE BY GRABBING THE LADDER IN FRONT OF HIS CHEST! IMPACT STANDS UP STRAIGHT AND SWINGS BUT MANSON DODGES IT AND HE CLASPS A HAND AROUND IMPACT'S THROAT! MANSON SHOVES HIM OFF BACKWARDS OFF THE LADDER AND THROUGH THE PYRAMID OF TABLES BEHIND HIM! MANSON RETAINS THE TITLE!

[align=center]Toughest step and a rep and a run packin a weapon its wild
Peace to the brothers on Rycher's Isle
Pumping up a trebble and didn't like he's criminally in buck my eye,
Oh my god I'm so high
Just they say a Rodney say you like a criminum, what does it take
to make you get
Making million children SLAM! Slam!
[/align]

Oldriod comes to the outside, he grabs his World Championship belt and the ring bell. Orion brings both items back into the ring, he drops the title belt near a corner and then places the ring bell carefully. He grabs Ragin's legs and sets him up for a reverse figure four, Orion then pulls the Master of the Rage up into a crouching position...999 CHRISTIAN DDT!!!! RAGIN'S FACE CANNONS INTO THE RING BELL!!!!

[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
[/align]
Kashmir is driven down onto the glass ceiling. As he does, the glass cracks with the weight and strength. The crowd pop for this, as Maj slowly gets up, he gets up and looks down at Kashmir. He grins, as he suddenly spits onto Kashmir. The crowd cheer for this, as Maj turns to reach for the remote control that hangs above his head. He lifts up his arm, but suddenly stops, as Kashmir is trying to get hismelf up using the back of Maj's pants as leverage. Maj turns around, and Kashmir gets on one knee, letting go. Maj suddenly grabs the head of Kashmir and lifts him to his feet. Then suddenly, Maj throws Kashmir right to the open hatch. Kashmir cannot stop, and runs straight into it. He falls through, but grabs onto the edge of the opening with one hand. The crowd gasp in shock, as Kashmir hangs 20ft above the ring, holding on with one hand. Maj walks over, seeing he's in control. He has the remote with the button on it in his hand. He looks down at Kashmir, and then back at the button. He repeats this a few times, as if deciding. The crowd cheer for Maj. Kashmir, knowing he's in trouble, shouts at Maj.

Kashmir: PLEASE MAJ! NO!

Maj looks down at Kashmir, and shakes his head. He shouts something back to Kashmir.

Maj: SATYEMEVA JAYATE!

Maj suddenly stomps on the hand of Kashmir. Kashmir lets go, and falls through the hole. He body falls and crashes down into the ring below. His body spasms as he does. The crowd go crazy with cheers, as Maj suddenly shuts the hatch and presses the button. The bell rings to signal the end of the match.


[align=center]SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Let the boys be boys!
SLAM! duuh duuh duuh, duuh duuh duuh Make noise b-boys!
[/align]
Lemeiux rolls away from the pin dazed, as Nightmare, visibly winded, pulls him up and pushes him into the corner, landing a headbutt to the chest. He follows this up by whipping Lemeiux to the far corner, Lemeiux jumps up on the top rope instead of hitting it and goes to fly back with a cross body block, but Nightmare moves making Lemeiux hit nothing but canvas and spring up to his feet clutching his stomach in severe pain, allowing Nightmare to grab Lemeiux and hurl him over with a belly to belly suplex, landing Lemeiux right on the back of his head!

[align=center]I'm the mean nasty grease smashing ever slow gashing (Ooohh)
Slickly swift blast of the ghastly stashin fashion
Then I provide I provide the you was cheat.
Beside the getto Vibe
Mak me feel like Jekly and Hyde OF CORSE
I come across with no fear
For sure!
[/align]

Impact drags the steel steps on top of Manson, making sure the cast is under the steps. He walks around the ringside area and grabs the steel chair he used earlier on Sean Madrox. Matt brings the chair back over to Manson and HE SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON THE STEEL STEPS, WHICH ARE ON TOP OF MANSON! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN!

[align=center]Un-adult un-rated un-conformed
Digusted, busted you wanna touch it.
To hot! You forgot, you're not ready
You're head could get ruptered.
Hit between the eye
I planned the plan alive
I'm the plonic sonic
UH RULE WITH THE BADS GUYS
[/align]
Logan moves to interrupt the assault, but just as he goes to grab ahold of Orion’s arm, the ECC stops and ducks forward, nicking Carl’s arm and grabbing his leg, WRENCHING THE MAN-GIANT OVERHEAD IN THE SLOPPIEST DAMN ANGLE SLAM YOU’VE EVER SEEN!!!

[align=center]The villian (JUU), crooks (UUU),hot midas in confide us.
See the big black picture if you look inside of
My mind, it's graphic, expresstic graphic
So kill the copy cat because it's al mastered
Directin' it
When y`all least expected it
And thought it was safe ONYX hit you in the face so
[/align]
Richard Markone is sat at his desk, he looks up to see the camera approaching and the Slam! Commissioner welcomes his audience. He spins his laptop around and we zoom in on the Slam logo!

[align=center]Posted Image[/align]
'Slam!' by Onyx continues to blare into the arena as the crowd get pumped up! At the announce desk Kurt Royle, Chip Martin and Dean Venchenzo are all ready to call the action!

KR: Hello all and welcome to Slam! Yee-haw!

CM: Last week was so great, Matt Impact was the GM but as we’ve seen already…

DV: It’s the return to the General Manager’s Jack Manson!

CM: Time for our first match, and I’m glad I’m going to be announcing this one.

KR: I wish it could be like last week, and you never announce with us!

DV: Same here.

Charles Cruz: This following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…

The drum and guitar beat courtesy of Disturbed kick in as the lights in the arena dim down a little as a red spotlight focuses on the entrance stage. The crowd know who is coming out as soon as the music and lights dim as they begin to boo for the two time former champ, self proclaimed King of Slam!. The words of “I’m Alive” kick in as slowly from the entrance curtain walks out Matt Impact with his King of Slam! robe, crown, and scepter as the crowd go up in even more boos.

[align=center]Never again will I be dishonored,
And never again will I be reminded,
Of living within the world of the jaded,
They kill inspiration,
It's my obligation!
To never again, allow this to happen,
Where do I begin?
The choices are endless,
Denying the sin,
My art, my redemption,
I carry the torch of my fathers before me![/align]

Charles Cruz:
…from State Island, New York, he is the self proclaimed “King of Slam!”, MATT IMPACT!!!

Matt begins to slowly make his way down to the ring as he walks down the stage to jeers and negative chants from the crowd. Matt just smirks them off as he holds his chin high and proudly in the air. As Matt reaches the ring and the chorus quickly nears to his entrance music, he points to the ropes of the ring and forces ring announcer Charles Cruz to open the ropes between the top and middle into the ring, and as he does so, Matt walks up the steel steps to get into the ring and with ease goes over the middle rope into the ring.

[align=center]The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away!
There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice!
To change myself, I'd rather die!
Though they will not understand!
I will make the greatest sacrifice!
You can't predict where the outcome lies!
You'll never take me alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
I'm alive!
[/align]

Impact goes to the nearest turnbuckle and hopes up to the middle rope and pounds his scepter into his chest as he hops down and does the same thing on the opposite turnbuckle. He does the exact same thing on the other two turnbuckles, before hoping to the middle of the ring as the lights are still dim, and he then in a fashionable way flicks his robe off of his body as it falls to the ring, and Impact comes down with a huge flex of his muscles as the turnbuckles shoot up red and gold sparks, and once the pyros commence, the lights turn on as Matt grabs his dropped robe and hands it to a ring official along with his crown and scepter.

DV: I’ll make it known throughout this entire match, last week, Impact failed to make Jack Manson lose his FIW World Championship, despite stacking the odds 3-on-1.

CM: That ending was unsanctioned Dean. Tommy Owens, like at Déjà Vu, made a count that favored Jack Manson, I was the referee of the match by orders of our majesty the king, that was an illegal ending.

KR: Cry us a river Chip. Just like Matt Impact did this week. He walked out on the company, those rumors online were true! But luckily he got some sort of motivation to come back, and now he plans to show a new Impact, one who takes actions and doesn’t expect things to get done for him.

"Rose Of Shayn" pounds through the speakers. Sweets comes out and stands in the middle of the stage and stops. The arena goes dark. All of a sudden a red pyro on both sides of Sweets shoots up and Sweets begins walking to the ring. Sweets slide in under the bottom rope. Sweets then plays to the fans some more and awaits his opponent.

Charles Cruz: And, his opponent, from Mallaig, Alberta, Canada, “Big Baby Sweets”, BRAD GUINUP!!!

KR: Brad Guinup is the underdog in this match, trying to find his first win, and that will be a challenge here tonight against Matt Impact.

CM: A challenge? It’ll be impossible, he’s facing a two time FIW World Champion, a former Tag Team Champion, Brad better keep dreaming if he thinks he can get the win.

DV: Stranger things have happened Chip.

Referee Amy Spencer rings the bell to start the match, as Impact slowly moves to the center and so does Brad Guinup. They meet in the center as Impact cockily smirks looking down at the person who stands four inches below him. The two then lock up to start the match. Impact takes the early advantage with a Side Headlock. That headlock is quickly countered with a push off, forcing Impact to release his grasp and go into the nearby ropes. Big Baby Sweets then charges forward, trying to take Impact down with a Clothesline, but it fails as Impact dodges it, and comes forward with his own Shoulder Block taking BBS down to the canvas. But he is quick back to his feet, only to be on the receiving end of another Shoulder Block. But, Brad gets up once more, this time, trying to take Impact down with a Shoulder Block of his own. This takes Impact a few steps back, but he regains his footing, before BBS could try another Shoulder Block, and Impact retaliates with a Big Boot taking his opponent down.

CM: Impact coming out strong in this match, definitely a sign of the new Impact.

DV: It’s only early on Chip, only early on.

Impact wastes no time to let Baby Sweets get back up himself, instead he takes him with one hand on his head, and the other on his trunks, and throws him shoulder first into the ringpost which gets jeers from the crowd, and gets BBS in some pain. Impact then runs himself into the back of BBS with his knee, connecting and smashing his opponent further into the ringpost. Impact then takes his arms and interlocks them with BBS’s behind his back. He applies the Full Nelson, before dragging him away from the ringpost, and Full Nelson Slamming him at the center of the ring. Impact then drops himself to the canvas on top of the body of his opponent, and begins throwing forearms and punches at his face. Impact takes in the boos as he laughs and smirks his cocky smirk, before getting back up to his feet. He then charges himself into the ropes behind him, before bouncing back and slowing down to taunt the crowd before coming down on BBS with a Knee Drop that DOES NOT connect!

KR: Brad Guinup rolls out of the way wisely before Matt Impact landed the Knee Drop!

Matt Impact rolls around on the canvas hold his knee in pain, as Big Baby Sweets, regains his energy, before running to Impact’s body, and kneeling down, unleashing vicious forearm shots, uncontested by the King of Slam!. The crowd cheer as Brad Guinup then gets back up with Impact, and Irish Whips him into the ropes, he then looks ready for the Clothesline, which connects sending Impact groggily backwards into the ropes. He leans against the ropes trying to regain composure, but in the meantime, BBS charges forward looking for another Clothesline, which gets countered into an STO from Impact. He then goes over to BBS and begins shouting at him and taunting at him, as he throws him into the corner against the turnbuckles, before charging up, and connecting with a knee to the gut. Impact then hoists Guinup on his shoulder, before plopping him down on top of the turnbuckle. Impact begins slapping the face of Guinup, as Amy Spencer warns Impact, but he disregards the inexperienced ref, slapping Guinup in the face once more disrespectfully. Impact then hoists himself onto the second rope looking to hit something big.

DV: What the hell does Impact have in mind, it’s not like him to take things to the turnbuckle!?

Impact wraps his right around the neck of Big Baby Sweets, as he places his left arm around his waist, looking ready to hit a Superplex! But BBS has none of it as he sparks up some energy, unleashing some elbows and forearms, spacing himself back away from Impact as much as possible, before hitting a huge boot to Impact’s midsection, knocking him off the second rope, and down to the canvas on his back. Suddenly, Big Baby Sweets, gets up to his feet, before turning around on the ringpost, and getting ready to air off, and he does so connecting with the huge Moonsault, and holding for the pin!

KR: Superplex fails, and it comes back to bite Impact in the ass, Brad Guinup just hit a huge Moonsault!

DV: This could be an early victory and upset!

[align=center]1…


2…


NO! IMPACT GETS A LEG ON THE ROPE THAT AMY SPENCER SEES AT TWO AND A HALF![/align]

CM:
Two count!

Brad Guinup wastes no time, to get up, and take Impact with him to his feet. Brad grabs Impact by his sides, and lifts him up looking to flip him back for a Northern Lights Suplex, but Impact regains enough energy to position his weight properly and delay the suplex long enough to retaliate and escape the hold. Brad tries to react, but Impact is ready with a Hiptoss taking Guinup down to the canvas. But Guinup is quick to get up and charge back after Impact, but he is ready again with another countering Hiptoss taking him down to the canvas. BBS does not give up, and he gets up once more, this time Impact doesn’t even wait the second for him to run, he is ready with a Hiptoss, properly placing BBS’s back into his knee for the landing.

KR: Oh, vicious Hiptoss into a Backbreaker!

CM: Impact proving he has changed, so far showing some new moves like an STO, and a Hiptoss into a Backbreaker.

Impact grabs BBS back up to his feet as he holds his back in pain. He places Brad back into the corner, this time not going up on the turnbuckle, but instead pounding into the gut of BBS with vicious Should Blocks. After about five shoulder smashes, Impact wheels back, before coming forward with a pretty stiff chop to BBS’s chest. Impact then Irish Whips BBS into the opposite corner, before charging himself up, and hitting a huge Spear, smashing Guinup back into the ringpost like he weighed nothing. Impact is a bit slow to get up though, as after a few moves using his shoulder it has now gotten a bit sore, but he takes Guinup by the hair, and throws him over onto his back smashing him into the canvas. Impact then slides down to the canvas himself, and picks up a leg cockily thinking he already has the win. Amy Spencer misses the pin for a second, but Impact screams at her, and she slides down to the canvas for the pin.

CM: Look at the damn action in the ring Amy, you just missed a second that could be the winning second.

[align=center]1…


2…


NO! BRAD GUINUP KICKS OUT AT TWO AND A HALF![/align]

KR:
Two count.

DV: Impact is now pissed off at Amy Spencer, and doesn’t he have a right to be, she did clearly miss a good second of the pin.

CM: Yeah!

Impact begins yelling at Amy, and being the inexperience referee she is, she gets scared that he is going to hit her, and backs away as much as possible into a corner. Impact then smiles as if it is ok, and Amy believes his fake smile, before Impact laughs at her showing he was joking, and grabs her by the hair ready to punch her face in, but from behind, he is caught off guard by Big Baby Sweet’s German Suplex, forcing the release of Amy’s hair, and taking Impact down to the canvas hard. Brad Guinup then goes over to Impact’s body looking for a bit revenge as he unleashes stomp after stomp, boot after boot into the head of Matt Impact. He continues going crazy, as Impact is helpless taking boot after boot as the crowd cheer. Big Baby Sweets finally seems satisfied as he stops, and picks up his opponent to his feet. He Irish Whips Impact into the opposite ropes, and on the bounce back locks up with him, and flips him to his side, with a huge Belly-to-Belly Suplex. BBS then gets up points to the crowd and gets them pumped, as he picks up Impact again, and once again, he Irish Whips him into the same ropes, this time on the bounce back, connecting with a huge Spinebuster to the canvas. He isn’t done though, he lifts him up again, and goes for a third Irish Whip into the same ropes, this time looking for a key Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker that DOES NOT connect, as Impact slides out of his grip at the last second, and slides out of the ring to safety.

KR: Big Baby Sweets had Impact completely beat on those past few moves, but he couldn’t connect the Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker as Impact wisely escapes the ring to safety.

DV: What a pussy.

CM: Dean, stop talking about things you’ve never seen before.

DV: Speak for yourself Chip, there is a reason your girl friend comes to my house on weekends for a few hours, not because you give her pleasure…

KR: That’s enough guys, lets stop with the profanity, there are kids that watch this program too you know.

CM: So, stop acting like the FCC, if they don’t like our words, the damn parents should turn it off, not blame other people every time.

DV: Yeah, parent your own damn kids mother fuckers!

Impact is on the outside of the ring, regaining some energy, as Big Baby Sweets exits the ring coming after him. He chases Impact around to one side of the ring, and charges after him, only for Impact to already have a plan devise, as he Drop Toe Holds BBS to the padded concrete. He then throws Guinup into the ring, and slides back into the ring himself. He goes after Brad, and begins to go for a Press Slam, before in mid-air, snapping BBS down onto his knee for the huge Gutbuster!

KR: Ouch, Press Slam into a Gutbuster, definitely new and vicious for Impact.

Impact picks BBS back up, and positions him as if going for a Piledriver, but he packages up Brad Guinup, and comes down with a huge Package Piledriver, smashing the skull of BBS into the canvas with a thud. Impact then rolls BBS up for the pin as Amy Spencer is a bit quicker to see it this time to avoid any problems.

CM: Huge Package Piledriver, this could be the end of this match, if Amy Spencer would count properly this time!

[align=center]1…


2…


3…


NO! BRAD GUINUP SHOULDERS OUT AT TWO AND NINE TENTHS![/align]

DV:
Wow, amazing shoulder out at the last possible micro-second!

Impact cannot believe his eyes, even after a huge Package Piledriver, he comes up empty and still without the win. He then picks up Big Baby Sweets from the canvas, and Irish Whips him into the opposite ropes, on the bounce back, Impact hits a huge Implant DDT right into the canvas. BBS seems out cold, as Impact lets out a huge grunt and crosses his thumb over his throat as if signaling the end is near as the crowd react with jeers and boos, but Impact goes over and picks up BBS.

KR: Impact plans to end it here.

CM: He’s going for the Head on Collision, it has to be over!

Impact places Big Baby Sweets up onto his shoulders looking ready for the spin ala F-5. Suddenly though, Impact is interrupted, as he notices from the ring ramp, is a red carpet being rolled out. His eyes then blow up in fury as he drops BBS when he notices a Royal Chariot, the same exact chariot he used last week, being carried out to the ring by his slaves, he looks inside seeing his jester and his royal guards, entertaining, and protecting FIW World Champion, and GM for the night, Jack Manson!

DV: It’s Jack Manson in Matt Impact’s Royalty Chariot from last week, oh my god! Look at the look on Impact’s face.

KR: He cannot believe it!

CM: Neither can I, look at Manson’s grin on his face, he’s interrupting Impact’s win… wait, watch out Impact!

In the ring, Impact is quickly spun around by Big Baby Sweets, he then hoists up Impact, hooking his right leg, before dropping down hard to the canvas with a Ki-Crusher!

KR: THE SWEETS CRUSHER!

The crowd go wild as Jack Manson claps in the chariot, BBS hooks up a leg, as Amy Spencer slides down to the canvas ready to count up to three, as the crowd cheer and chant the numbers along with her.

[align=center]1…


2…


3…


*DING, DING, DING*


YES! HE DID IT![/align]

CM:
No, no, no! Impact was screwed by Jack Manson, why does Impact always get screwed, no!

DV: Ha, ha, ha, Impact lost, Big Baby Sweets just got his first FIW win on his record like he promised he would.

Charles Cruz: HERE IS YOUR WINNER… “BIG BABY SWEETS”, BRAD GUINUP!!!

Amy Spencer raises the arm of BBS in the air, as he is excited and the fans cheer him on. He looks down at Impact’s knocked out body, and then over to Jack Manson who is clapping and cheering at the outcome.

CM: I cannot believe what I just saw. Impact came out on fire, unstoppable, new moves and all, and yet he got screwed!

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
As Slam! comes back from it’s commercial break we enter to see what seems to be the Sea-Tac Airport in Sea-Tac, Washington. As people are scattered throughout the baggage claim area the camera soon comes to focus on one man. He appears to be a Limousine driver of some sort as he is holding sign with ”Brodeur” printed on it. The man look’s anxious as if he wants to get out of there or he has to go to the bathroom really bad. Either way he looks uncomfortable.

Intercom: Last Call, Last Call for Flight 3370 to Detroit, Michigan…Once again this is your last call for Flight 3370 to Detroit, Michigan please board at Gate A7.

Just then another man who is dressed casually in a pair of black slacks and a nice black button up shirt holding a bag over his shoulder and another being pulled behind him, walks up to the driver and smiles.

Driver: Are you Mr. Brodeur?

Man: Yes I am…Are you the driver that was sent to pick me up?

Driver: Nope, just holding a sign with your name on it…

The driver smirks and lets out a slight chuckle before regaining his once serious face, Brodeur however isn’t amused by the joke and just stands staring at the man.

Driver: Well can I take your baggage and then we will get going to the car?

Mr. Brodeur hands over his bags to the driver as they head toward the automatic doors heading into the parking garage. As they exit the door, a long black stretch limousine is awaiting them. The driver opens the trunk and places his bags inside before quickly shutting it down to hurry and open the door for Brodeur…Just then the door swings open and out jumps an ecstatic Joseph Lemieux with open arms reaching out to hug Brodeur, placing his tag title to the side…

Joseph: Matthew comment ayez-vous été? Il est été pendant quelque temps...

Matthew: Affinez mon ami, juste amende. Que diriez-vous de vous-même?

Joseph: Meilleur que jamais, mais obtenons sur la route. Nous devons obtenir au dôme de Tacoma.

Matthew: Retentit bon.

They both climb into the car to be greeted by Samantha Parker, and just as they both sit down the driver closes the door behind them.

Samantha: I’ve heard a lot about you…

Matthew: Oh really now….

Just then the limo begins to take off as the driver pulls down the divider and promptly asks.

Driver: So where are we headed?

Samantha: The Tacoma Dome, and to the VIP parking area once you are there.

Driver: Alright we should be there in about fifteen minutes.

The divider then begins to go up to cut the driver off from the group in the back. Just then the three begin talking to one another.

Matthew: So do you guys want to go out to dinner tonight after the show?

Samantha: Aimez-vous aller au dîner ce soir Joseph?

Joseph: Le plus certainement.

Samantha: We’d love too…

Joseph: Ainsi comment la maison arrière a-t-elle été? Je l'ai manquée...

Matthew: It’s wonderful just as ever…

Samantha: Il dit qu'il est merveilleux en tant que jamais.

Joseph and Matthew smile at each other…as the driver begins to say something.

Driver: Well here we are guys, and girl….

As they arrive at the Tacoma Dome parking garage all three climb out of the car leaving you to only wonder just exactly who is Matthew Brodeur and why has he come here to Slam! Only time will tell until then…..The camera fades out to return to the broadcast table.

Suddenly the tunes of “Nymphetamine” by Cradle Of Filth sends the crowd into a frenzy of jeers as it pumps out the PA system before the man himself, the Deathmatch Bastard, the Crimson King… whatever you want to call him he walks threw the curtains wearing his street clothes with the same black robe with the red pentagram on the back as he did last week…

He stands on the top of the walkway, looking out at the people in attendance with an apathetic smile as he walks down the aisle, stopping only to call a random fan a faggot or some other slur…

Toan walks around the ring to the ringside area before taking a seat at ringside before taking the house mike from Charles Cruz.

Toan: To every scumbag in Tacoma, I bid you greetings.

The response to Toan’s comment to them is a small round of jeers though it quickly dies down

Toan: I said last week I would deliver the third stage of what happens when you open Pandora’s Box… I said I would find someone to face Tomoko who was the living epitome of what pure hatred is in the human heart.

And I found the one man to do the job.


Toan pauses for a moment

Toan: I met a man who typically I wouldn’t bring myself to associate with but for the necessity of Tomoko’s blight I must choose the lesser of two evils…

Hate, to me, is the most easiest emotion anyone can ever experience. We all hate to the very core of our beings in such a pathetic, such a reasonless and such a mindless way it really makes you wonder why do we do it?

But when you have someone who only knows how to hate and everything he sees he wants to destroy in the worse possible way… what do you think happens when he gets his hands on Tomoko?

Well… we’ll just see, won’t we?


Toan then hands back the house mike to Charles Cruz before taking a seat at ringside in the commentator’s booth and puts on a headset.

KR: OK, folks… now it’s time now for Toan’s “sequence of horrors” to continue.

Toan: No, actually… it is called the Pandora’s Box Sequence Of Horrors, dumb-ass.

KR:: Er… OK.

CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Currently in the ring, hailing from The Fatherland, weighing in at 175lbs, here is “The Hate Machine” Jorgen Hess!

The crowd boo heavily, just because they know he’s associated with Toan and going up against Tomoko. Oh, and partly because he’s a swastika-saluting Neo-Nazi, obviously.

DV: We don’t know anything about this guy except that he represents hate. Like you wouldn’t be able to tell that just by looking at him.

KR: Jesus… where did you find this guy, Toan?

Toan: I doesn’t matter where I found him… what matters is that this man is going to weaken, if not cripple Tomoko for the next stage.

The arena lights dim, as Korn’s here to Stay begins to play.

This time, taking it away
I've got a problem, with me getting in the way


Tomoko strolls out to a huge ovation from the crowd. She stands at the top of the ramp she looks around at the crowd and smirking slightly. She then raises her right arm to the crowd

She walks slowly down the ramp, holding her left arm looking intensely focused.

CM: And his opponent, from Tokyo, Japan, weighing in at 140, lbs, TOMOKO ONAMARI!

This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the f**ked up feelings again.


She steps into the ring and walks to the centre and holds up her right arm to a huge pop from the crowd..

KR: Tomoko can’t even raise that injured left arm. She could be in serious trouble here.

CM: I can’t see her making it past this evil looking Jorgen Hess tonight. Tomoko looks to be a broken woman.

DV: I wouldn’t count her out just yet.

Suddenly Hess nails Tomoko from behind and the ref rings the bell to start the match.

KR: A cheap shot to start the match…

Toan: Tomoko would have done the same thing had he got the chance.

CM: Damn straight!

Hess nails Tomoko with stiff chops. He goes for a clothesline but Tomoko ducks and nails Hess with stiff martial arts kicks to the mid section. She backs off and nails Hess with a high roundhouse kick, sending him reeling!

KR: Tomoko doing the smart thing, relying on her feet here.

Hess gets up but Tomoko sends him back down with a spinning heel kick. Tomoko goes to scoop Hess up but Hess counters with a clubbing blow.

KR: Tomoko going for perhaps the Tomoko Driver but she didn’t seem to have enough strength in that arm.

Toan: Courtesy of yours truly, none the less.

KR: I can’t see how you can be so proud of that.

Toan: Well, I am… so shut up and watch Hess rip her limbs off.

Hess quickly takes advantage nailing stiff chops to the arm of Tomoko. He scoops Tomoko over and slams her to the canvas.

CM: Hess having no problem slamming Tomoko. I like this guy already.

Hess again wrenches Tomoko’s arm behind her back, scoops her up while she’s still in the hold, and slams her down on the arm.

DV: Ouch! Shades of the Anderson family with the Hammerlock Body Slam! Hess really zoning in on the arm here.

Toan: Just like I told him to.

Hess looks at the crowd and does a goose step around the ring.

KR: Oh, real classy! This idiot has the woman down and he starts goose stepping.

Toan: Just don’t mention the war.

DV: Eh?

Toan: Nothing… forget it.

Seeing Tomoko down on the mat in agony, Hess climbs to the top rope.

CM: Oh, oh! I know what he’s going to do… he calls this… uh…[/i]

Toan: Ethnic Cleansing.

KR: Huh… cute.

Hess jumps off the ropes and drives his knees down on Tomoko, but no! Tomoko manages to roll out of the way!

KR:Tomoko luckily managing to avoid the contact with that Double Knee Drop or it could have been curtains for her![/i]

Seeing her chance, Tomoko waits for Hess to try to get up but before he does Tomoko nails him with a stiff kick right to the side of the head which echoes off every side of the building!!!!

DV: Oh, what a brutal kick!

Tomoko makes the cover,

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KR: Tomoko wins! She’s passed yet another one of the horrors from the Pandora’s Box!

CM: Toan? Do you have anything to say?

Toan doesn’t say a word… instead he just takes off the headset and stands up as Tomoko starts to get up, clutching at her left arm.

Toan passes a malicious sneer towards her as he snatches the house microphone from Charles Cruz…

“Here To Stay” starts to die down as Toan climbs onto the apron and begins to muster up what he wants to say…

Toan: I suppose I should say congratulations, Tomoko… I suppose I should say well done for overcoming the first real obstacle I’ve put against you.

Toan makes a clapping motion with his hand which several of the audience start to copy but with more enthusiasm than Toan seems to be doing.

Toan: But this is not over by a long shot… this was the not the beginning, this is not the end, nor is it the beginning of the end… it is merely the end of the beginning.

Because, Tomoko, there are still more horrors ready to claw, scratch and crawl their way out of Pandora’s Box and into your world.


Toan flashes a cruel smirk towards Tomoko

Toan: Apparently, the horror of hate was overwhelmed with whatever love these people had for you tonight…

But… the next horror you’ll face next week will not be something so easily countered with any amount of love.


Toan pauses

Toan: Sorrow, Tomoko… how would you describe sorrow to someone? Would you describe it growing up with an abusive foster father? Would you describe it having to tell your children that their mother doesn’t love their father anymore?

How I see it is having six kids and an empty wallet with a hole the size of a dime… not having a dollar or a dream in your life to keep your self-esteem and your self-confidence in check.

And as a result, you become addicted to alcohol and go about your matches with no regard for anyone or anything… even yourself.

That, to me, personifies sorrow.


Toan chuckles slightly

Toan: But don’t worry, Tomoko… I’ll save you the worry about who you’re facing… I’m not, under any circumstances, bringing in Scott Hall to face you.

Stay sharp…


Toan then throws the house mike at Tomoko’s feet and hops off the apron before making his way around the ring and up the aisle.

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CC: The following contest is a Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match!

The arena lights begin to faint as smoke fills the entry ramp the first few rifts of “Remember the Name” engages in recreation on the PA system as a silhouette can be seen behind the flames filled stage.

[align=center]This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill[/align]
The roof of the arena rattles as the base kicks in and Sean Madrox emerges from the flames and a strobe light radiates his complex body to the crowd’s pleasure as he begins to taunt the crowd with his infamous ‘X’.

[align=center]Fifteen percent concentrated power of will[/align]
He begins to walk down the ramp admiring his own physique and raises his hand into the air forming the infamous ‘X’ once again, soaking in the adrenaline.

CC: Introducing first, from Fairfield CT, weighing in at 240lbs, here is, Mr. Phenomenal, SEAN MADROX!!

[align=center]Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain[/align]
The ladies in the audience go wild as he reaches the apron of the ring and climbs the stairs and he struts himself into the ring; he removes his leather trench coat and climbs the turnbuckle and poses as flashes hit his body.

[align=center]And a hundred percent reason to remember the name![/align]
He then removes his semi-transparent shirt and throws it off as his flexes for the crowd a bit demonstrating his roguish looks as he waits for his tag team partner.


A gong sounds, the arena suddenly goes quiet and smoke pours in onto the stage…

[align=center]I believe in God
I believe in destiny
Not destiny in the sense of all of our exerts being pre-determined
But destiny in the sense of our ability to choose
Our ability to choose who we are and who we are supposed to be
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The crowd start to boo as Prince Kashmir enters the arena, walking slowly through the smoke and stands on the stage wearing his long leather trenchcoat and sunglasses. He taunts on the stage, gazing out into the crowd, then idly stretching his arms and shoulder. And then out she comes... Princess, looking stunning in her latest evening dress and causing the male fans to cheer, until she giggles and kisses Kashmir on the cheek.

CC: And now on his way to the ring, being accompanied by Princess… from New Delhi, India, weighing in at an amazing 220 pounds, and standing at the princely height of six feet… he is PRINCE KASHMIR!

[align=center]I was born to reign
Point blank
My name to be etched in stone
My destiny pre-ordained
Tryin’ to live righteous
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Kashmir moves down the ramp quickly, still ignoring the boos of the fans, he then casts off his coat and the end of the ramp and slides into the ring, he gives Madrox a cautious look before getting up on the middle rope in one of the corners and taunts off it, staring into the crowd and pointing at random individuals, he then drops from the rope and takes off his sunglasses, before handing them to a ring monkey. Princess enters the ring, with Kashmir's gentlemanly help. She struts her stuff in the ring as Kashmir stretches while the referee finally forces Princess out. Kashmir then awaits his opponents

KR: The Lethal Lottery has given us yet another strange tag team combination. The very popular Sean Madrox teaming with the arrogant despised Prince Kashmir.
DV: They may appear to be a mismatch on paper, but you never know. Sean Madrox is one of the best athletes on Slam! Prince Kashmir is a very successful tag team wrestler, and great competitor in his own right, together they just might have what it takes to win this thing.

CM: Plus they have the lovely Princess at ringside, which can’t hurt things either.

The arena lights begin to faint into darkness as the bass in the speakers begin to rumble and it jumps into What You Waiting For? as a sexy body walks out onto the stage and raises her hands into the air and strobe lights filter the stage as the crowd begins to cheer.

[align=center]What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting
What you waiting for!?[/align]

Rylee slowly walks towards the ramp and she begins to walk down the ramp shaking her hips and her hands in the air in the form of an ‘X’.

CC: And their opponents, introducing first, hailing from Fairfield, CT and weighing in at 137 lbs, here is, RYLEE STARR!!

Rylee makes it to the ring and slides into the ring on her knees as she gets up shaking her head to the beat of the music. Rylee climbs the turnbuckle as she raises her hands again as the song dies down and she awaits her partner.

The grinding hard rock of Princes of the Universe starts to bellow over the PA as the arena lights give way to a spectacular pyro burst and celestial light show. Prime walks out onto the stage with his head hung. A soon as he stands before the capacity crowd, he reels back and pops off a shouting Triple H pose into the Randy Orton “Legend Killer” pose but modified into more of a flex and grin. A machine gun pyro effect pops all around him and consumes his body in smoke. Prime then burst from the smoke all pumped up and ready to go. He makes his way confidently to the ring, eyeing his opponents the while time. With ease, he leaps up onto the apron and all four posts and four matching ceiling sets burst in a sparkling flare. Prime ducks between the ropes and heads right to the turnbuckle. Once he stands on the middle rope, Prime throws out his “Prime pose” once again and then leaps backward off the turnbuckle and bounces to warm up before his match. He looks at Rylee and the pair give each other a high five.

KR: Prime & Rylee had a very easy victory last week on Slam! But what we do know is these two get along, and look to be a more cohesive team then Madrox & Kashmir.

DV: True, but nothing replaces pure skill and this will be a very even match in that department.

Tommy Owens calls for the bell. Starting off the match are Prime and Sean Madrox. After a brief stare down the pair lock up. Madrox wrenches the arm of Prime, but Prime reverses into an arm wrench of his own. Prime releases the hold and the pair lock up again, this time Madrox grabs Prime in a headlock. Prime shoots Madrox off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Madrox ducks and takes Prime down with a quick leg sweep. Madrox goes to drop an elbow but Prime moves out of the way. Prime backs off and Madrox tags in Kashmir..

KR: Madrox and Prime just feeling each other out in the early stages of the match.

CM: I’d like to feel Princess out a bit..

KR: Will you concentrate on the match!

Kashmir runs in but Prime takes him over with a hip toss. Kashmir quickly gets up and charges but is taken over by another hip toss by Prime! Prime flexes his muscles as the crowd roar their approval.

DV: Kashmir no match for the power of Prime..

CM: Give him a chance, it’s early in the match!

The pair go to lock up but Kashmir nails Prime with a quick forearm to the face. He goes to whip Prime to the corner but Prime easily reverses, Prime charges at Kashmir looking for a shoulder strike but Kashmir moves at the last second sending Prime crashing shoulder first into the corner!

KR: Prime’s shoulder sent into the steel there, an error like that can make all the difference in a match!

Kashmir makes the tag to Madrox, who climbs to the top rope and leaps off delivering a beautiful missile dropkick! He waits for Prime to get to his feet and charges but Prime takes him down with a desperation clothesline! Looking to get some breathing space Prime tosses Madrox out of the ring. Madrox quickly gets to his feet and reaches through the bottom rope, tripping Prime and dragging him to the outside. Kashmir hops off the ring apron and joins Madrox in wearing down Prime with punches and kicks.

DV: This thing is breaking down into a brawl already here.

CM: Why isn’t Rylee joining in? Typical lazy female!

Rylee suddenly enters the ring, she bounces off the ropes, comes off and leaps to the outside with a spectacular somersault plancha taking down Madrox and Kashmir!

KR: You were saying?

The crowd go wild for Rylee and she responds by saluting them. Prime rolls Madrox back into the ring and re-enters with Rylee. Rylee comes off the ropes and Prime lifts her up into a gorilla press before slamming her down onto Madrox!

KR: Great double team move by Prime & Rylee!

The ref ejects Rylee as Prime pumps up the crowd. Prime comes off the ropes but Princess grabs his leg! Prime glances at Princess then quickly turns around into a dropkick to Madrox!!

KR: That’s not fair. That woman has no place getting involved!

CM: Rylee got involved! Why shouldn’t Princess get some action!

KR: Rylee’s in the damn match!

The crowd boo heavily as Madrox stomps away on Prime.

DV: The crowd booing Princess AND Madrox here. You can’t blame him for taking advantage.

KR: The Phenomenal One doesn’t look too fazed by the crowd’s reaction. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that whole thing looked planned..

Madrox raises Prime up and takes him over with a snapmare. He tags Kashmir who springboards into the ring dropping an elbow on Prime!

CM: Great move by Kashmir! Any doubts as to the cohesiveness of Madrox and Kashmir have been erased.

KR: And Princess. She played her part, don’t forget her.

CM: How could I?

Kashmir hooks Prime’s leg,

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No, Prime kicks out. Madrox raises Prime up but Prime retaliates with right hands. Prime whips Kashmir off the ropes, Madrox makes a blind tag as Prime takes Kashmir over with a powerslam! Prime goes for the cover but Madrox breaks it up with a stomp to the head. Prime gets up but Madrox takes him down with a power clothesline! Madrox makes the cover:

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No, Prime gets his shoulder up.

DV: Prime expanding energy kicking out of these big moves from Kashmir and Madrox, he really needs to get Rylee in soon.

Madrox tags in Kashmir, he holds Prime in place while Kashmir comes off the ropes and nails the Maharashtra! Kashmir makes the cover.

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Two!
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No! Prime kicks out! Kashmir getting slightly frustrated, locks in a front face lock on Prime. As Kashmir wrenches in the hold as Rylee claps her hands on the apron getting the crowd to join her in willing Prime along. Prime manages to struggle to his feet and goes for his corner, but Kashmir takes him down with a clubbing blow, releasing his grip. he then nails Rylee with an elbow knocking her off the apron!

KR: What an underhanded tactic! But that’s what Prince Kashmir is all about.

CM: He gets the job done, you can’t argue with that.


Kashmir turns around to Prime but Prime take him over with a back body drop! Prime goes to make the tag but there’s nobody there! Kashmir comes behind him and takes him down with a reverse DDT!

DV: Prime finally gets to make the tag but there’s nobody home because Rylee was knocked off the apron. What hard luck.

CM: It’s smart wrestling that’s what it is..

KR: Yeah elbowing a woman in the face when she‘s not even in the ring, that‘s a great technical wrestling move!

Kashmir mounts Prime and nails him with stiff right hands. As the ref admonishes him he locks in a reverse chin lock. Kashmir applies pressure to Prime as Princess looks on gleefully from ringside.

CM: Look at that, how can anyone not want make her happy ?

KR: Because she’s a conniving b...

CM: Hey! Get back to the match!

Prime struggles to his feet and takes Kashmir over with a back suplex but Kashmir still manages to maintain his grip.

DV: Kashmir tenaciously holding on here.

In a great display of strength Prime again manages to get to his feet and take Kashmir down with a back suplex. This time the hold is released.

DV: Great strength by Prime, suplexing Kashmir not once but twice!

Prime again goes for his corner but is taken down from behind by a Kashmir side kick.

KR: How much more of this can Prime take, and Rylee looks like she’s going to snap over there!

Kashmir backs Prime into his corner and tags in Madrox. Madrox comes in and takes Prime down with a jump over neckbreaker! Madrox jumps up to the second rope and jumps off delivering an elbow, but NO! Prime gets his boot up taking Madrox down! The crowd pop as Prime crawls to his corner.

KR: This could be the chance Prime needs!

Prime reaches up and manages to tag Rylee!

DV: Finally!

Rylee rushes in, ducks a Madrox clothesline, and charges at Kashmir taking him off the apron with a dropkick!

CM: Cheater!

KR: Kashmir did the same thing to Rylee, revenge is sweet!

Rylee nails Madrox with swift right hands, Kashmir enters the ring only for Rylee to whop Madrox into him taking both men down!

KR: Rylee causing a meeting of the minds, she’s really cleaning house!

Kashmir quickly gets to his feet but Rylee dropkicks him down, Madrox gets up but he too is dropkicked down! Rylee hops up to the second turnbuckle and grabs Madrox, she swings out of the corner taking Madrox down with the Points of Authority!

KR: Points of Authority! Great move!

Rylee makes the cover,

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Two!

Three!
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But NO! Kashmir breaks up the cover! Prime comes in and takes both men down with a double clothesline! Prime picks Kashmir up and tosses him to the outside, he follows him out leaving Rylee and Madrox in the ring. Princess climbs onto the apron but Rylee quickly takes her down with a right hand!

KR: About damn time she got what she deserved!

CM: That’s not fair! Poor Princess!

DV: Poor Princess my ass. I’m surprised Rylee hasn't taken her out before now.

Rylee turns around into a Madrox clothesline.. but NO! Rylee ducks and in one swift motion takes Madrox down with the Starr Struck!!

KR: Starr Struck!! Blink and you’d miss it, what impact!

Rylee hooks the leg:

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Two!


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But no!!! Kashmir JUST manages to break the count!

DV: How close, Kashmir AGAIN making the save!


Prime drags Kashmir to the outside again and pounds away on him with stiff shots. Madrox slowly gets to his feet and waits for a dazed Rylee to get up. She gets t her feet but Madrox nails her with the Lights Out!!

DV: Lights out!

But no!! Rylee ducks the kick and quickly rolls Madrox up:

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CM: I don’t believe it!

KR: You’d better start! Rylee pulled a desperation move and got the win!

Rylee quickly rolls out of the ring. Madrox gets to his feet and looks around in frustration.

CM: Madrox doesn’t look happy at all and I can’t say I blame him.

Madrox leaves the ring and walks up the ramp. A couple of Madrox fans reach out to console him but Madrox just ignores them and walks away.

KR: I know he’s had a tough loss, but it’s not like Madrox to ignore his fans.

Meanwhile in the ring Prime and Rylee are celebrating their victory. Kashmir attempts to attack Rylee from behind but Prime intercepts and tosses him over the top to the outside.
Princess helps Kashmir up and the pair retreat up the ramp.

KR: It couldn’t happen to two nicer people.

Prime and Rylee hug and continue to celebrate their victory.

DV: Great victory for Prime and Rylee, they’ll move on to face another random team next week.

KR: After seeing the display tonight I can’t wait for next week!
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As the contestants from the last match exit the ring, acting General Manager Jack Manson comes swaggering down to the ring with a not so happy look on his face and circles round to gather the ring microphone just as Charles Cruz is about to announce him. He quickly slides into the ring and gets down to business as he addresses the crowd.

Manson: “As of this moment Matt Impact is being ejected from the Tacoma Dome. I’ve had about enough of his shit between last week and tonight. Now get him out of here!”

The crowd pop as the Slam!tron lights up and security is escorting a beside himself Matt Impact out of the building and shutting the door behind him. You can hear the door being kicked from the outside and some mumbling but the scene quickly fades and we come back to the middle of the ring where Jack Manson is still standing.

Manson: “Now that is taken care of we can get down to business!”

Jack steps over to the announce booth side of the ring and motions for something by the timekeepers table. On the outside of the ring one of the ring attendants quickly folds up a steel chair and slides it though the middle ropes to Manson. The acting GM then moves to the center of the ring setting up the chair dead center before turning to address the fans once more.

Manson: “As I mentioned at the beginning of the show. I have an announcement regarding the Extreme Chaos Championship. One that will change the course of the night and also have a major impact on its champion, Orion Oldriod.”

Jack swaggers over to the ropes and looks up the ramp.

Manson: “Orion! I know your in the building so come on down so I can make this announcement directly to you.”

KR: “I wonder what is so important that Jack needs, Orion down here!”

CM: “He’s probably going to congratulate him for being such a great champion!”

DV: “That’s highly unlikely after last weeks main event!”

CM: “He’s got to give credit where its due. You have to respect Orion Oldriod!”

KR: “No I don’t!”

DV: “Yeah me either.”

Sirens begin to wail in the arena and words begin to appear on the Slam!Tron…

[align=center]RESPECT THE LAW AND ORDER

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YOU’LL SERVE HARD TIMES[/align]
[align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align]

The fans instantly jeer as 'Orion' by July of Kings begins to play. 'The Oracle' Orion Oldriod emerges from the entrance wearing his wrestling attire and a black Slam! t-shirt. He stands in the centre of the staging, looking out at the capacity crowd before placing his hands on his hips leading to a subtle smirk on Orion's face.

[align=center]ORION ORION ORION[/align]

He then heads down the entrance ramp and makes his way down to the bottom of the ramp avoiding the reach of the fans. Orion walks around ringside to the announce desk to feign a strike on Kurt Royle with his bat. Oldriod slides into the ring and walks across to the opposite side of the squared circle where he stands in the centre of the ring, raising his arms in the air to draw even more jeers and gold coloured fireworks shoot up from all four corners! The pyro dies down and the music fades as the lights return to normal as the emotionless Orion stands before Jack Manson.

Manson: “Thank you for joining me here tonight, Orion. As I mentioned in my letter requesting your presence tonight and also while addressing my crowd earlier. I have a very important regarding you and your Extreme Chaos Championship belt.”

Orion mouths something to Jack that appears to be something to the effect of “Spit it out.”

Manson: “Patience, patience….Why don’t you have a seat? I’ve set it up just for you to be comfortable while I make my announcement.”

Orion refuses the gesture by Manson and makes it clear he’d rather stand as he steps away from the chair and closer to the ropes as he begins to slap his baseball bat into the palm of his hand.

Manson: “Very well. Have it your way then. I’ll get on with my announcement and that being that for tonight only I have reinstated the twenty four, seven rule and you will defend against all comers tonight starting with this man!”

Orion spins around as Jack points outside the ring and sees Prince Kashmir sliding in the ring behind him. Orion raises his baseball bat over his head and prepares to take it to Kashmir who is armed with some sort of curry pot.

CM: “What is Manson doing?”

From behind Manson scoops up the steel chair and quickly slams it across the back of Orion’s head dropping him instantly to the canvas. Kashmir slides into the ring and nails Orion over the back of the head with the curry pot and then rolls him over for the pinfall. Manson drops down to the mat and quickly counts the fall.

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Manson calls for the bell and snatches the belt off Orion before handing it to Kashmir who heads off immediately with it backstage. Jack then stands over Orion and yells something at him that is inaudible as he is no longer holding the microphone and then heads off backstage. Jack then climbs out of the ring and heads off backstage with a large smile on his face as the crowd cheer him on. Trainers rush in to help Orion but the doctor brushes them off and makes his way out of the ring and backstage as Charles Cruz announces the title change.

Charles Cruz: “We have a new Extreme Chaos Champion via the twenty four, seven rule…..Prince Kashmir!!!”

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
KR: Now we come to a match Tactical Assault Championship.

DV: We saw T-Bird's stipulation in action last week when she fought Keith Williams and tonight's match is a rematch of that final gauntlet bout.

KR: The idea here is to retrieve the title from above the ring, using a ladder wrapped in barbwire. In each corner is a different weapon and the ringside area has been modified.

CM: Yeah, I see tacks out here and some of the mats have been removed to reveal the concrete floor.

CC: The following contest is a Tactical Assault Championship match to be governed under T-Bird's TAC Stipulations.

The lights go out, leaving the crowd in a blanket of darkness as these words echo through out the arena:


[align=center]MR. WRESTLING![/align]

"Disposable Teens" by Marilyn Manson hits the PA system and Keith Williams walks out from the backstage area to boos and jeers from the crowd. He holds his arms out to his side slightly above his head, before slowly rotating around in one circle as a series of purple pyros go off around him. Mr. Wrestling lowers his arms and starts to make his approach to the ring, but taking time to taunt the fans and offer his hand for them to slap it, only to retract it and laugh in their face. As he reaches the ring, Keith breaks into a slight jog and slides under the bottom rope, quickly getting to his feet and going to the middle of the ring. He thrusts both arms into the air, staring around at the fans in attendance, receiving nothing but boos and jeers in response. Mr. Wrestling heads over to the far corner of the ring and begins to adjust his knee pads and elbow pads, making sure everything is in order as his music finally dies down.

CC: Introducing first, he is 'MR WRESTLING' KEITH WILLIAMS!

KR: Williams has a bag of thumbtacks and a chair wrapped in barbwire with him.

DV: Does he not know there is already a barbwire ladder in there????

[align=center] "I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander out where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed... "


"Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits the speakers as T-Bird comes out from the back almost crawling. Her hair is pulled up into a tight pony tail with a lime green ribbon. She wears a white Maggot Korps t-shirt that is very loose on her body. She is also wearing a pair of baggy black jeans. Paint covers all of her face and her arms also. She reaches the end of the stage boucing but getting down on her knees.

"GOODBYE!"

Red pryo hits all around her as she pops out of it landing not to far away. T-Bird throws her arms up getting the fans to cheer even louder than they are now. Some go to their feet as she takes her dash down the ramp letting her hair down and throwing the ribbon into the crowd. A few people fight over it but the others just keep cheering as she turns back to the ring only to find Williams now on the outside![/i][/align]

KR: And the fight is on!

CM: Remember, they have to get that ladder from the isle to the ring before they can climb it.

Referee Joe Johnson calls for the bell to begin the match as the two begin to exchange punches on the outside! Both have a hold of their opponent with their free arm while they wail away with punches! Keith Williams gains the advantage with a hard kick to the stomach, then follows up with a stinging CHOP to the upper chest. T-Bird stumbles back and slides into the ring.

DV: 'Mr. Wrestling' taking it to T-Bird right away.

KR: That's what they have to do, get right in there and weaken your opponent to the point where you can regain the title.

Williams joins her in the ring, also under the bottom rope and he goes on the offensive one more with a couple of kicks to the stomach once more. Keith leathers her with a hard European uppercut that stumbles T-Bird back to the ropes behind her and so far the Maggot Korps member hasn't got out of the blocks. Williams nails T-Bird with a forearm smash to the jaw before he snatches at her arm. Keith irish whips her across the ring and as she comes off, she slides through Williams' legs. She stands up as Keith turns around, T-Bird goes for a kick but Williams catches the foot! He spins her around and knocks her off her feet with a short clothesline!

DV: T-Bird of course won the Tactical Assault Championship at our last pay-per-view FIW Déjà Vu in a TAC/SIC Tag Match.

CM: Toan profited too from that match and it was actually Toan who gained the pinfall over Tomoko!

KR: Sean Madrox has expressed his displeasure about the situation, also.

Keith Williams pulls his opponent to her feet, he presses her back against the ropes before whipping her across the ring for a second time. T-Bird comes back off the ropes into an arm drag. T-Bird is quickly back up though before being taken down with a fireman's carry followed by a knee drop to her head by Williams. T-Bird holds her head, she starts to get back up and is in a sitting position when Keith drives his feet into her face with a basement dropkick! Williams wastes no time in pulling her up and he shoves her back into a turnbuckle.

KR: Williams has a significant height and weight advantage in this one.

DV: Over 100 pounds of muscle in the bag, almost a foot in height!

Williams opens her up before jamming his forearm into her face, she rebounds back into the turnbuckle. Williams grabs her hair, pulls her out of the turnbuckle before applying a front facelock. He hoists her up and places her on the top turnbuckle. Williams aims upwards and lands with a slotted shot to keep her groggy before 'Mr. Wrestling' steps up onto the second rope. He re-applies the front facelock, slings her arm over his shoulder before stepping up onto the top...TOP ROPE SUPERPLEX!

KR: Wow! Superplex!

CM: T-Bird almost knocked the belt with her feet, she was up in the lights that high!

DV: That belt is swinging! T-Bird's feet wafted air towards the belt!

Williams stands up, he shakes off the cobwebs created by the superplex and walks away from T-Bird. He clambers through the ropes, dropping down to the exposed ringside floor. He heads up to the middle of the entrance ramp where the barbwire ladder has been positioned. Williams mouths off at the fans along the isle as he reaches the ladder. Williams closes it up and starts carrying it back down to the ring. Williams hoists it up and bangs it down on the apron, that appears to revive T-Bird as she peels herself up off the mat.

CM: The noise Keith made putting the ladder on the ring apron woke T-Bird up!

KR: The defending Champion aware of her surroundings there.

Williams jumps onto the apron himself to re-enter the ring but T-Bird slams a shoulder into his gut! Williams drops off the apron, his chin smacking off the apron too! T-Bird then steps back and takes a run up...BASEBALL SLIDES THE LADDER INTO WILLIAMS!

DV: Baseball slide dropkick on the ladder, sending it into Keith Williams!

KR: And the ladder immediately comes into play...

T-Bird exits to the outside, she stomps down on Williams before pulling him to his feet. She then whips him into the ladder on the apron! Williams staggers back into a clothesline from behind by T-Bird to knock him down! T-Bird pushes the ladder right into the ring before picking Williams up again. She rolls him into the ring and then slides in herself. T-Bird finds Williams down and stomps on his chest. T-Bird then turns her attention to the ladder. She picks up one end, placing it on the top turnbuckle so it creates a diagonal surface. T-Bird then comes back at Keith, who is pulling himself up using the ropes.

DV: The barbwire ladder precariously positioned if you ask me.

T-Bird takes him into the opposite turnbuckle to where the ladder is. She slams his head into the top turnbuckle before turning him around for a roundhouse kick to the face! T-Bird points to the ladder, the fans respond in kind with a cheer before T-Bird attempts the irish whip towards the ladder...WILLIAMS REVERSES! T-BIRD IS SENT INTO THE LADDER!

KR: Reversal!

CM: It was T-Bird, not 'Mr. Wrestling' who went into the barbwire-wrapped steel!

T-Bird staggers back holding her right shoulder and Williams straight away grabs her arm once more. He jerks her back into the irish whip and FOR A SECOND TIME T-BIRD'S BODY JAMS INTO THE BARBWIRE LADDER! This time she was sent into it with such acceleration that she hit it so high that she rebounds over the top rope and drops to the ringside floor!

DV: T-Bird on the outside!

KR: Keith has a shot at getting that belt...oh my!

CM: He's been opened up! Keith Williams is bleeding from the nose thanks to T-Bird's roundhouse kick!

Williams wipes the blood coming from his nose away with his forearm before pulling the ladder from the corner to the centre of the ring. He opens the ladder up, places it directly under the hanging Tactical Assault Championship belt. Williams begins to climb but he only gets a few rungs up before a recovering T-Bird slides back into the ring. She goes behind Williams, setting him up in a back suplex position. T-Bird struggles as she drags him off the ladder and walks him to the ropes...T-Bird crotches Williams on the top rope!

KR: I felt that one!

CM: Had to hurt!

T-Bird staggers back into a corner and rests there, her energy sapped from her by the back suplex/crotching move. T-Bird drags herself up using the ropes, she shoves the ladder over before picking up Williams' barbwire chair. She stands over Keith and SLAMS THE CHAIR DOWN ON TOP OF HIM! ONCE! TWICE! THREE TIMES!

DV: Wearing Keith out with that chair!

KR: And the crowd are right behind T-Bird in this one!

T-Bird tosses the barbwire chair out of the ring, she goes back to pick up the ladder and sets it against the ropes. She then pulls a dazed Keith up and she RUNS HIM INTO THE OUTSTRETCHED LADDER!

KR: This is exactly as I expected. At the start of the match Williams has the advantage but as the weapons are introduced, it's T-Bird's kind of contest.

T-Bird goes for the same move again, pulling him away from the ladder before going for the whip...Keith reverses! T-Bird's back makes contact with the ladder! She comes off the ladder and Williams looks for a quick clothesline but T-Bird manages to duck underneath! She goes behind, first applying a waistlock for a german suplex but then turning it into a back suplex. She lifts Williams up into the air and instead of dropping him backwards, she pushes him forward and Williams' right leg goes through the ladder! She then releases the hold she has so he is left hanging from the ladder by a leg!

CM: Could be a dangerous situation here for Keith!

DV: Could be? Whatever T-Bird does, it's going to hurt!

T-Bird steps through the ropes onto the apron and pushes the ladder back to the mat with Keith under it! The ladder lands right on top of Keith!

KR: A double whammy! First Keith lands hard on the mat and then the ladder lands on him!

DV: Steel on flesh and steel will always win, I can tell you that for sure.

Keith Williams pushes the ladder off him and Williams rolls onto his stomach, blood still evident on his face from his nose. T-Bird comes back into the ring, she picks the ladder up and starts to position it under the title belt. T-Bird starts to climb it but Williams is quickly back up, he grabs the top of T-Bird's jeans and hammers her lower back with a forearm shot to halt her progress. He drags her down, spins her around before ramming a hard knee into her gut. Williams then scoops her up and places her right leg through the ladder before allowing her body to flatten out against the ladder.

CM: It's a ladder of woe!

DV: The classic tree of woe unitised to great effect here by 'Mr. Wrestling' with that barbwire ladder.

KR: Those pieces of barbwire around the ladder have to be ripping into her back.

Williams then goes to the other side of the ladder to begin to climb up as T-Bird starts rocking the ladder! She does her best with her arms to rock the ladder enough to -stop Williams climbing but still he climbs! Keith is close to the top of the ladder as T-Bird places both her hands on the mat as a pivot, T-BIRD MANAGES TO TIP THE LADDER OVER AND WILLIAMS CRASHES DOWN ONTO THE MAT!

KR: T-Bird risked a broken leg right there!

DV: She's one tough chick!

Referee Joe Johnson checks on Keith Williams as T-Bird is stirring with the ladder having landed across her back. She pushes the ladder off and begins to get up at the same time as Williams is. T-Bird and Williams both get a hand on the ladder, from opposite sides and begin setting it up. The ladder is positioned under the title belt one more time, both competitors begin climbing up from either side in a race to the top. Unsurprisingly, they reach the top of the ladder at the same time and begin nailing each other with more punches.

DV: First one to blink is going down!

Williams gains the advantage, four punches go unanswered before T-Bird rakes his eyes! She grabs his head, she rams it against the steel ladder and Keith drops off the ladder to mat! T-Bird gains her balance before starting to climb back up but Keith is quickly back on his feet and he TIPS THE LADDER OVER! T-BIRD FALLS OFF AND HER THROAT LANDS ACROSS THE TOP ROPE!

KR: Keith digging deep in and we all know his feelings towards T-Bird and women in wrestling in general.

DV: The word whore springs to mind...

Williams repositions the ladder to where he's happy with it, he begins to climb up but a groggy T-Bird is back up! She pushes the ladder and Williams flips down to the mat, landing hard! T-Bird then drops to her knees. She shakes it off and stands up, the ladder was left in position and she drags herself up it! Around half distance Williams is on his feet and now he drags T-Bird down! T-Bird rolls under the bottom rope to the apron as Keith is starting to climb up himself. T-Bird pulls herself up using the ropes and she appears alarmed at the speed Williams is climbing at. T-Bird grabs onto the top rope with two hands as Keith has a hand on the belt...SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK KNOCKS THE LADDER FROM UNDER WILLIAMS! WILLIAMS MANAGES TO GRAB THE RING THE BELT IS FASTENED AROUND!

CM: Pull it down and you'll win!

DV: He has to get his balance!

WILLIAMS TRIES TO HANG ON WITH ONE HAND WHILE HE PULLS ON THE TITLE BELT BUT HE LOSES HIS GRIP! THE BELT SLIPS THROUGH WILLIAMS' HANDS LITERALLY AND FIGURATIVELY!

KR: What a hard landing for Williams!

DV: He went all the way down from that ring hanging above the squared circle!

T-Bird immediately goes the ladder, setting it up under the belt. She then goes back to Williams, hammering down on him with punches and stomps. She then pulls him up to his feet and stands him up in front of the ladder. T-Bird launches deep into him with hard kicks before whipping him against the ropes and Williams comes off to duck underneath a clothesline attempt and he rolls underneath the ladder...WILLIAMS DROPKICKS THE LADDER INTO T-BIRD'S FACE!

KR: That's bad luck going under the ladder like that!

CM: It worked then!

Williams crawls to the ladder and pulls it back upright. T-Bird is dragging herself along the mat to a corner, where Keith's bag of thumbtacks are. She opens the bag and empties the contents onto the ring mat. T-Bird then reaches up and grabs Williams by a boot. Williams tries to shake her off, kicking her straight into the head to stagger her away from him. T-Bird comes back, sweeping Williams' legs from under him...KEITH DROPS OFF THE LADDER BACK-FIRST INTO THE TACKS! ARGH!

KR: OH MY GOD!

CM: KEITH!

T-Bird starts to crawl to the ladder, she reaches it and begins dragging herself up it!

KR: T-Bird's going to retain here!

T-Bird continues to step, rung by rung closer and closer to the top of the ladder as the fans cheer! T-Bird edges even closer, only two rungs away from the top and she begins reaching up for her title...

CM: Wait a damn second! What the hell is he doing here?!

KR: What? Who? OH!

Everybody's attention is directed to the entrance ramp, where SEAN MADROX is coming to the ring!

DV: Madrox? The former Champion Madrox?

T-Bird is only fingertips away from the TAC belt as Madrox slides into the ring...MADROX PUSHES T-BIRD DOWN OFF THE LADDER!

KR: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT????

DV: WHAT ARE YOU DOING????

MADROX STOMPS ON FIRST WILLIAMS AND THEN T-BIRD BEFORE CLIMBING THE LADDER HIMSELF! MADROX QUICKLY SNAGS THE TACTICAL ASSAULT CHAMPIONSHIP BELT AND PULLS IT DOWN! REFEREE JOE JOHNSON APPEARS CONFUSED AS HE CALLS FOR THE BELL...

CC: Here is your winner...and NEW Tactical Assault Champion...Sean Madrox?

Charles looks just as confused as Johnson does as Madrox leaves the ring just as quickly as he came in, no big celebration just an air of 'business' taking place. Madrox heads up the ramp with the TAC belt over his shoulder as Keith Williams drops out of the ring, his back bleeding and T-Bird is as confused as the rest of us are.

DV: Would somebody please explain to me what the hell just happened?

KR: Madrox came down to the ring, he knocked T-Bird off the ladder and took the TAC for himself!

DV: I saw that but is he officially the new champion????

KR: I guess we'll just have to wait and see what Dr. Schultz says about it.

T-Bird runs up the entrance ramp after Madrox, who has disappeared to the back. Williams slowly follows as the ring crew get to work removing all the weapons from the ringside area and the ring itself.

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
Prince Kashmir is seen heading for the parking garage of the Tacoma Dome with his newly won Extreme Chaos Championship belt in tow. This all in thanks to Jack Manson’s announcement moments ago announcing the return of the 24/7 rule for this night only.

KR: “Our new champ is on the run to ensure he keeps that belt through out the night.”

DV: “I’m sure we have many wrestlers looking for him and I’m sure that there are some that are hot on his trail!”

The new champion weaves through the hallway quickly trying to remain unnoticed and turns to look over his shoulder every so often. He finally hits the last corner and takes a quick look back.

[align=center]CLANK[/align]

CM: “What the….”

DV: “Looks like we have our first challenger for the new champion!”

From around the corner former Arabian Knight partner, Maj Tahal appears with a steel chair in hand that he just used to blast his unsuspecting victim and former partner with. Kashmir staggers around holding his head and when he sees Tahal he begins to swing wildly but misses mark several times.

KR: “Its Maj Tahal!!!”

Maj quickly drives the chair into his mid section and then drops the weapon onto the concrete floor before charging in and dropping the new Extreme Chaos Champion with an STO straight onto the chair. Fuzz comes running down the hallway and watches on as Maj rolls Prince Kashmir over and quickly covers him. The Extreme Official drops down and begins to count the fall.

[align=center]…1

…2

…3
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KR: “New champion!”

DV: “He better watch his back! More challengers are sure to come!”

CM: “Not to mention that Orion should be charging to get his belt back!”

Maj collects the belt from the side of his former partner and then quickly heads into the parking lot as the show goes to commercial break.

[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]
As we return from commercial break Orion Oldriod is seen jogging through the backstage corridors of the Elite Sports Complex with the Extreme Chaos Championship belt slung over his shoulder.

KR: "What the heck? Orion lost the belt!"

DV: "Word coming over my headset is that alot has happened while we were on commercial break."

Orion quickly dodges into an unmarked locker room for cover and a loud shriek is heard from behind the door that sounds like it is coming from a female.

CM: "I think he's in the ladies locker room."

DV: *laughs* "This is what happened during the commercial break!"

Quote:
 
[align=center]*During the Commercial Break*[/align]


As Maj Tahal retreats into the parking garage of the Tacoma Dome he heads for the security of a waiting car and reaches for the handle to climb in. From out of no where however Orion Oldriod coming sprinting across the parking lot with his baseball bat in hand and takes a full on swing at the new champion just before he can get into the waiting vehicle.

[align=center]THWUNK!!![/align]

The baseball bat cracks hard over the spine of the champion and he collapses instantly onto the concrete parking lot floor. The driver of the vehicle freaks out and quickly speeds off as Orion looms in over the incapacitated Tahal. Fuzz is seen just slightly out of camera shot and is waiting to make the count when Orion is ready.

The former champion then reaches down grabbing the current champion up by the hair and yells something into his face before bashing him in the skull again with the bat from close distance while still holding him up. He then scoops in from behind and plants the already dazed Maj to the concrete with the Oracle Slam. He then turns in and rolls him over covering for the pin as Fuzz moves in for the count.

[align=center]...1

...2

...BROKE UP!!!
[/align]

We then see Big Baby Sweets pulling Orion off by the nape of his neck. He then lifts him up and charges across the parking lot and rams the former champion head first into the car door of a parked car. BBS then turns back and goes for the pinfall himself as Fuzz begins the count.

[align=center]...1

...2

...MAJ KICKS OUT!!!
[/align]

Brad then begins to pummel the champion with multiple fists but does not see Orion recovering behind him. Oldriod groggily stumbles toward the champion and his current challenger and scoops down picking up his trusty baseball bat on the way. He raises it way over his head and then drops it hard onto Guinup as he takes advantage of the already weakened Tahal.

[align=center]CLUNK!!![/align]

The bat makes a dull sound as it collides with Brad's skull and he falls limp on top of Maj. The champion then struggles to push him off the top of him as Orion regains his composure. Now that BBS is no longer on top of him Maj staggers up to his feet and grabs hold of his belt to make for the retreat but Orion grabs him by the arm and pulls him back before he can go anywhere. Maj spins in attempting to level his challenger with the belt in his hands but Orion blocks. He then kicks Maj in the stomach and yanks the belt out of his hands and turns it against him bashing his skull with it. Tahal drops to the cement like a ton of bricks and Orion still holding the belt drops over him as Fuzz makes the count.

[align=center]...1

...2

...3
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[align=center]*Fade back to Live Show*[/align]


CM: "As predicted Orion is the champion again before the night was over."

KR: "Yeah though it appears he has some problems in the womans locker room now!"

A huge commotion is heard from inside the locker room where we heard the scream just moments ago and it sounds as though Orion just stepped right into another title defense. Suddenly the door comes crashing open and Orion's limp body falls to the floor. Just then T-Bird is seen stepping though the doorway and she quickly covers Dr. Oldriod as Fuzz hesitates not knowing what went on as he just got to the scene. T-Bird then reaches up and grabs the official by the shirt and pulls him down. He then realizes what it is he needs to do and begins to count.

[align=center]...1

...2

...3
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DV: "And the title has changed hands for the third time tonight. T-Bird is our new champion!"

KR: "Better her than Orion....Better anyone than Orion for that matter!"

The camera then turns and also emerging from the locker room is a very familiar figure that has not been seen on Slam! television for nearly a month now. That figure is a former three time Extreme Chaos Champion, Nightmare. He grins at T-Bird who is coveting her new title and then places a hand on her back to guide her down the hallway.

Nightmare: "Congrats on the big win champ!"

T-Bird: "Thanks, Night!"

CM: "Orion was screwed!"

Nightmare then stops before getting too far and looks back on the broken Oldriod.

Nightmare: "Tommy and I will be seeing you again real soon!"

He and T-Bird laugh and then head off down the hallway as the scene fades back to the announce booth.

KR: “We now move into the main event of what has been an eventful Slam! Monday. We’ve seen the Extreme Chaos Championship change four times this evening thanks to Jack Manson reinstating the twenty four seven rule….”

CM: “More importantly Orion Oldriod becoming a two time ECC….”

DV: “Only to go on to be a two time loser as he finally dropped it to T-Bird just moments ago.”

CM: “Whatever…It was a fluke! He’ll win it back next week!”

DV: “That is if that weeks acting General Manager, Tomoko Onamari grants him a shot at T-Bird.”

KR: “Enough about Orion Oldriod! My point was that Jack Manson has already put on a top notch show and this main event should be no different. Especially now that Matt Impact has been ejected from the arena!”

DV: “The cage is lowering now, Kurt. Let’s move to the ring with Charles Cruz for tonight’s main attraction.”

Cameras switch to ring side where Charles Cruz is positioned next to the time keepers table and prepared to announce the contestants for this evenings cage match.

Charles Cruz: “Ladies and gentlemen….Tonight’s main event will take place in a fifteen foot high steel cage and is for the International Championship!”

The lights in the arena dim suddenly, and a hush falls over the audience. Freddy Mercury's vocals fade in....

[align=center]Tonight, I'm gonna have myself, a real good time,
I feel ali-ii-ii-iive,
And the wooooorld is turning inside ou-out, Yeah!
I'm floating around, in ecstasy..........

So......
[/align]

At this point, golden sparks begin to fall from the rafters with a soft "Shhh", the initial stream timed perfectly with the next line.

[align=center]Don't..... stop me now....
Don't stop me now.....

Cause I'm havin' a good time, havin' a good time!
[/align]

Pyro cracks along the stage, starting at the left and the right, and meeting in the middle.

[align=center]BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM![/align]

As the smoke clears, Hutch can be seen in the smoke, jogging out onto the stage. He grins, and spins in a circle, holding his arms aloft.

Charles Cruz: “Introducing first the challenger and former champion. He is from Newcastle, England and weighs in at 210 pounds…….HUTCH!!!”

[align=center]I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping meeeeeeeeee!
[/align]

Hutch struts down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way. He pauses, grinning and pointing out to a "Hutch" sign in the audience, thumping his chest, before spinning around again in a circle. He reaches the ring and pauses, one foot on the apron, one arm holding the middle rope. He leans backward, and looks around again at the crowd, before letting out a "Woo!" and hauling himself up onto the apron.

[align=center]I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man of you
[/align]

Now in the ring, he hops up onto the second turnbuckle, and poses for the crowd, his arms outstretched, and his head tilted back. He grins, and the music fades out on the line:

If you wanna have a good time just give me a call!, and Hutch thumps his chest once more, before leaning against the ropes, awaiting the start of the match.[/i]

KR: “Hutch appears determined tonight to take back what is rightfully his.”

CM: “If it was rightfully his then he would have won last week.”

KR: “You know he was cheated.”

DV: “Cheated or not. Xtreme Kitten got the official decision. Though I do have to agree Hutch looks very prepared.”

Charles Cruz: “His opponent and the International Champion hails from Shoal Bay, NSW, Australia. He is accompanied to the ring by Lucy and weighs in at 255 pounds…….XTREME KITTEN!!!”

A low hum sound comes from the speakers and soon a guitar begins to play with sound effects in the background, drums and the sound steel begin hammered comes in at around thirty seconds. Xtreme Kitten appears from behind the curtain as the drums come in; Lucy is following Kitten as she holds onto her large steel chain which as usual is attached to a collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck. Xtreme Kitten stomps on the metal stage in time with the beat of the hammer, he stays on the stage stomping until percussion drops out, Kitten snaps to an attention like pose.

I clench my teeth and realize
My world is so near its demise
A dying sun in a poisonous sky
Stinging my eyes
Burning with contempt and conflict


The percussion comes back with the vocals but the steel sound is gone. Xtreme Kitten starts to walk down the ramp as the above verse is performed. Xtreme Kitten and Lucy stop at ring side.

As of now
I am a tool
Of severe impact


Xtreme Kitten begins to move as the steel sound comes back, he once again stomps with the sound. Lucy leads Xtreme Kitten around the ring towards the announcers table but they stop near the ring stairs as the music drops out, the bass booms, the music comes back and Xtreme Kitten and Lucy head up the stairs.

I clench my fist and visualize
The blood that is spilled is our own
I open wide my bloodshot eyes
Count the dead
A result of dysfunction


Lucy undoes the collar around Xtreme Kitten’s neck during the verse, the music is cut, Lucy hopes off the apron, Xtreme Kitten steps into the ring and goes to his corner ready to start the match.

KR: “Both the champion and the challenger are present and assisting official Joe Johnson is closing the cage door.”

Mark Jackson moves to either side of the ring explaining the rules to XK and Hutch as the match prepares to begin.
KR: “The rules for this match are easy. You must escape over the top, though the cage door, pin, or make your opponent submit to score the victory.”

CM: “Easy? Let’s see you get your fat ass in there and do it!”

KR: “Are you going to be my opponent?”

DV: “Hell I’d pay pay per view price just for that one match!”

As Jackson finishes explaining the rules he moves to the center of the ring and calls for the bell opening the main event as the crowd cheers loudly.

[align=center]DING

DING
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As the bell rings both competitors stay in their corners staring the other down as they plot their first moves in this match up. Hutch mouths something to XK who responds but neither man is audible and the crowd become restless as they want this match to begin. Their restlessness is cut short as both men charge to the center of the ring where Hutch starts out by initiating a collar and elbow tie up and both men begin to struggle back and forth for the advantage. Xtreme Kitten manages to back Hutch into a corner and goes for a hard knife edge chop but the challenger ducks and nails the champion with a chop of his own.

Hutch then backs away from the champ and smiles as XK glares at him while holding his chest. He then motions for Kitten to bring it as the champ begins to move toward him from his corner. Again Hutch initiates a collar and elbow tie up in the center of the ring only for XK to back him into a corner again and he fires off with a huge open hand slap. Though the slap his blocked by Hutch and he fires back with a hard right hand that rocks the champion. Hutch then follows him into the center of the ring where he punishes him with hard chops to the chest. The chops end once they hit the center of the ring and then the challenger begins to haul off with rights and lefts backing the champion into the opposite corner. As they reach the corner however, Kitten has had enough and grabs hold of Hutch and quickly spins him into the corner and unloads with a open hand slap. Hutch is not having it however and fires back with a chop to the chest and the two begin to exchange blows.

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KR: “These two are looking to tear each other apart. They both are unwilling to let the other take advantage!”

CM: “Yeah like either would be willing to let the other take advantage.”

KR: “You know what I meant!”

They battle back across the ring where XK manages to put Hutch into the corner again and nails him with a huge palm thrust to the head. Hutch answers with yet another chop to the chest and shoves XK back toward the center of the ring as he follows through and begins to unload with closed rights and lefts again. He then charges forward with a short clothesline that takes the champ off his feet and onto his back but quickly rolls back to his feet. Hutch moves in and helps the champion to his feet and quickly shoves him back into the ropes and moves to whip him across the ring. XK manages a reversal and sends Hutch into the ropes instead and as the challenger returns the champ charges in with a high knee lift and Hutch plants down back first on the mat as the fans try to encourage him back to his feet.

Xtreme Kitten paces the ring momentarily trying to catch his breath as Hutch just lies on the mat in an attempt to regroup himself. XK after checking his chest moves to Hutch who is still laying face up on the canvas and reaches down pulling him up by his neck. He drags him over to the corner and slams his head into the turnbuckle and Hutch turns into it and leans against the ropes where XK begins to fire off with multiple headbutts that drops Hutch down into the corner. He then backs away and then charges forward extending a boot and scrapes it straight across his challengers face. He steps back again and asks the crowd if they’d like another. They jeer and hiss but the champion ignores them and goes for another adding further punishment to Hutch. He repeats this a couple more times drawing more and more heat from the crowd. One more time he asks the crowd and they respond as they have the prior few times. He then charges forward and stops halfway on the return.

DV: “Xtreme Kitten is a nasty son of a bitch!”

KR: “Indeed he is.”

CM: “He’s showing exactly why his is the champion!”

XK continues to draw heat from the crowd turning his back to Hutch who is moving back to his feet. He sees his opponent rising out of the corner of his eye and moves back in only to be on the receiving end of a hard chop to the chest. XK returns the chop and the two begin to battle back and forth with heavy chops to the chest as again they move toward the center of the ring. Hutch emerges victorious in the chopping battle as he moves into hard elbow shots that rock the champion and cause him to stagger backwards into the ropes. Hutch again goes for a whip on the champ but is on the receiving end of a reversal and is sent to the ropes instead. XK then charges in with the Kao Loi a flying knee strike. He launches off his leg and then switches it up in the air connecting with his other knee on impact and drops Hutch down to the mat as the crowd gasp.

KR: “That flying knee strike was a thing of beauty.”

CM: “Its called the Kao Loi!”

KR: “Either way its still a flying knee strike!”

Mark Jackson checks on Hutch as that was the type of a move to take a man out of consciousness. Though Hutch is still coherent and Xtreme Kitten is getting back to his feet preparing to bring this battle even further to his challenger. As he moves in on the challenger, Hutch rolls to a seated position and scoots back leaning against the bottom rope still clearly dazed from the flying knee strike. Kitten moves in and mounts his opponent on the ropes where he begins to unleash a series of palm strikes to his head. He then backs off and grabs Hutch by the head and pulls him up to his feet before charging across the ring and hurling him into the steel cage head first.

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The crowd groan as the challenger is tossed into the cage and then they begin to rally support behind him.

CM: “Xtreme Kitten is growing tired of Hutch and is looking to end this thing real soon.”

DV: “He is getting very ruthless and it shows that he wants to hold that title a little longer.”

CM: “A little? Try a lot, Venchenzo. He will be the greatest International Champion of all time and then he’ll go on to be the greatest World Champion of all time too!”

KR: “I could see XK making a run for the World title.”

Hutch staggers to his feet as XK taunts the crowd and he ends up in a corner with himself partially seated on the second turnbuckle and a slight trickle of blood is beginning to run down his forehead.

CM: “HA…He’s busted open already!”

Kitten then moves in and drives an elbow onto the open wound on his opponents head. Hutch absorbs the punishment and then fires back with a chop in his defense. XK drives in with a huge European uppercut and then grabs him around the neck and charges forward driving him head first into the cage yet again. This busts him open even further and Hutch struggles on the mat trying to pull himself back up as XK moves over him for further assault. XK picks Hutch up again and snapmares him onto his back in the middle of the ring and moves on preparing himself into a corner. He then runs forward and jumps up into the air and drops a huge knee over the challengers forehead. Hutch climbs up to his feet but is clearly not able to defend himself at this moment as he has had little chance to rest himself from the non stop attack by the champion. XK then moves in as Hutch holds himself up on the rope and grabs the challenger by the head and drags his lacerated forehead along the chain link cage trying to further open the wound.

The champ then begins to bash the challengers skull against the cage adding further insult to injury. He then steps back and turns toward the crowd while they boo him and then with a quick jump into the air nails Hutch with a Pele kick to the back of the head that causes him to collide with the cage again and then fall to his back on the mat. XK then pulls Hutch up to a seated position and begins to drop elbows on his crimson covered face. He does this repeatedly as Mark Jackson begs with him to desist but he only does so when he feels the appropriate damage has incurred and drops Hutch back down to the canvas.

DV: “Hutch is bleeding so badly that the blood is staining the canvas.”

CM: “Xtreme Kitten is an artist and Hutch is his paint brush and paint!”

After a short conversation with the official, Xtreme Kitten moves back to his downed and bloodied opponent and grabs him by the arm before dragging him back to the middle of the ring. He then rears back again and charges forward diving into the air and dropping another knee firmly over the bloodied mess that is Hutch’s forehead.

KR: “XK is really taking this match to Hutch and is not leaving him much of a chance in this match up!”

CM: “He is showing why he is and always will be the greatest champion Slam! has ever seen!”

Hutch bolts upward in agony and lets a cry of pain as he rolls over to his hands and knees before pushing up to his knees and wiping the blood from his eyes. He then shakes his head and blood splatters about before he begins to crawl to the ropes to assist himself up. After a short rest from XK he moves after Hutch who is pulling himself up on the ropes. As he moves in Hutch swings wildly at XK but misses and this opens up for the champion to grab him by the neck and charge across the ring with him again. He moves to lift him into the cage head first again but Hutch puts his foot into the steel chain link and blocks. He then shoots an elbow into XK’s midsection and attempts to throw the champ into the links himself. Though Kitten is still too strong for him and powers through before hurling him into the cage again. Hutch drops back down to the mat again but seems as though he is building some sort of resiliency to the impact of the cage as he begins to pull himself straight back up from the mat and to his feet.

Xtreme Kitten begins to scale the cage as Hutch slowly moves to his feet and pulls himself up onto the interference barrier. Surprisingly to him and the rest in attendance Hutch pulls himself up to the top ropes with the help of the cage and tight rope walks using the cage for balance. He gets to XK who now climbs back down and both meet each other at a common turnbuckle and share it as they grasp onto each other. Hutch then begins to lay into XK with some knife edge chops while still holding his balance on the top rope and turnbuckle. Kitten then retaliates with a head butt to his challenger.

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After seeing that the head butts are ineffective and begins to trade chops with the challenger instead. Hutch then gains the advantage and lays repetitive chops on his chest and then nails him in the head with a huge forearm shot. He knocks XK off balance but in the process loses his own balance and both men go down over the top rope crotching it.

KR: “They are both going to feel that one for awhile!”

DV: “I feel this match turning around. Hutch has a lot of fight in him and he will not back down easily!”

Hutch rolls off the rope first leaving XK straddling the ropes and he holds onto his testicles. Kitten sucks in some deep breaths trying to gain his composure but the deeper he sucks in the more it seems to hurt. He then reaches up and grabs a handful of chain link and pulls himself off the top rope. He continues to pull himself until he is standing on the top rope again and begins to pull himself upwards to escape from the cage again. His opponent climbs back up to his feet and staggers to him grabbing hold of the heel of his foot in an attempt to keep him from scaling any higher. He continues to pull on the foot as XK struggles to get free in the struggle XK loses his footing and grip. This allows Hutch to pull him down and on the decent toward the mat his head collides hard with the top turnbuckle and sends him staggering dazed into the center of the ring before dropping face first to the mat.

The challenger then scrambles his fastest to his feet as XK tries to shake off the cobwebs and get back into the match. Hutch is the first up and goes straight back to the attack by applying more chops to the chest of the champion in an effort to further weaken him. He then reaches down and wraps his hands around the knee of the champion and lifts him up off the mat and then drops him down with a painful looking knee breaker. In an instant XK is on his back on the mat and Hutch still has his hands held onto his foot. He quickly moves to hook his opponent into the dreaded figure four leg lock. As he spins around to hook the move in though XK reaches up and rolls him into a small package for a surprise pinfall. This catches the ref off guard too as he is slow to make the count.

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Both men roll back up to their feet quickly and it is XK with the advantage and catches Hutch off guard with a spinning back fist better known as the Uraken that sends Hutch back down to the mat and has him resting against the bottom rope as the champion moves back in for more assault. He then reaches out and nails Hutch with an open hand slap across the face that just adds insult to injury.

DV: “We’ve seen our first pinfall attempt of this match up and now Xtreme Kitten is back in control and toying with his opponent.”

KR: “He better be careful. Hutch has already proven that he still has some steam left in him!”

CM: “He knows what he’s doing. He is the champion after all!”

Another open hand slap follows in a disrespectful manner and then he lifts the opponent off the canvas by the neck and pulls him to the middle of the ring and smashes him with a forearm. This takes Hutch right back off his feet and XK moves in quickly mounting his opponent and lays into him with forearm smashes. After adding more punishment XK moves off his opponent and plots his next move as Hutch manages to move himself back into a corner and pull himself up halfway before XK moves back in on him. A quick succession of palm strikes follow as XK adds on the damage. Hutch puts up a stiff arm and pushes Kitten back out from the corner but then just flops face first onto the mat.

Kitten then wanting to put Hutch away for good backs into the ropes and then moves forward and jumps into the air and drives a knee into the back of his head. The champion then stands to his feet and begins to walk around the ring mocking Hutch and draws even more heat from the fans as he does so. He then follows in the same thought process of Hutch and attempts to punish him with one of his own moves by locking up with a figure four leg lock. He quickly falls back and locks in the submission maneuver and Hutch begins to scream in agony while trying to get free from the hold. Mark Jackson checks in periodically to see if Hutch wants to give up but the challenger refuses and screams out loudly with a definite “NO!”.

CM: “That’s it make him tap with his own move! XK is the greatest!”

The champion sits upward and then flops his body back adding pressure to the submission hold in an attempt to get Hutch to give in. Jackson continues to check for the submission but Hutch still refuses. Hutch then looks to XK and points at him before spilling out a string of profanities at him to make it clear that he will not give in. XK just smiles and flops his body back again. Hutch bounds up from the mat and extends his hand forward but XK just slaps it away. He then drives forward with three repeated palm thrusts and Hutch flops backwards and puts both his shoulders to the mat. Mark Jackson is right there to count it as a pinfall.

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He does not manage to hold himself up long though before his shoulders go back down to the mat.

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This time however Hutch shoots up from the mat with both shoulders and reaches for XK with the anger in his eyes showing clearly through the mask of crimson. Both men argue back and forth as Hutch tries to fight free and XK attempts to keep the pressure on. Hutch then gets a look of pure determination in his eyes and begins to scream at Kitten as he attempts to roll the submission hold over for the reversal. He fights the two onto their sides with his strength as the crowd cheer him on.

KR: “Just a little bit more and Hutch will be in control!”

DV: “Just when you think Hutch is down and out he comes right back fighting!”

After much fighting to turn the move over Hutch is finally successful and turns the hold over turning all the pressure on the champion in the process. Xtreme Kitten rolls it right back over quickly and moves into the ropes breaking the hold. Mark Jackson moves in quickly unhooking the legs.

KR: “The damage has already been done but luckily for Hutch the figure four has been broken!”

Kitten rises back to his feet as Hutch still exhausted lies flat on his back in an effort to recoup from the damage he had suffered. XK then grabs him by the leg again and drags him out into the middle of the ring and signals that he is going for the figure four yet again.

KR: “No not this again!”

CM: “Yes again! Do it! Break his fucking legs!”

This time he twists up the leg and turns into the hold but Hutch manages to get his free leg up and shoves the champion off of him and sends him head first into the steel cage. He then staggers away and drops down face first onto the mat.

DV: “Fool him once shame on him. Fool him twice….Ain’t gonna happen!”

XK is now busted open as well and both men begin to get to their feet now. XK uses the assistance of the ropes but Hutch gets up with his own power and shows a fire in his eyes that he needs to make an impact in this match. Hutch then within a blink of an eye bursts forward and begins biting the flesh of XK’s forehead attempting to tear him open even more. Mark Jackson quickly breaks this up and Hutch releases only to let out a hard knife edge chop. He then grabs XK by the hair and hurls him across the ring and launches him head first into the cage. As the champion staggers off Hutch catches him with another chop that sends him down to his back on the canvas. Kitten moves back to his feet but Hutch is right back on top of him and begins firing off with uncharacteristic closed lefts and rights to the face of the kneeling champ. He then hooks the champs head and unloads with several right hands to his noggin. Again he sinks his teeth into the forehead as Jackson admonishes him.

Hutch then spits a mouthful of his opponents blood onto him as he falls back to the mat and Mark Jackson yells at the challenger for his blatant disregard of the rules. Xtreme Kitten moves back to his feet with the assistance of the ropes and Hutch meets him again grabbing him around the neck and sprinting across the ring with him before launching him into the steel cage again. Hutch then reaches down picking up Kitten again this time with XK on the opposite side of the ropes. He then turns the champion around and begins to rake his head against the cage and then slams his head violently against it repeatedly.

KR: “Hutch giving XK a taste of his own medicine!”

DV: “A nice bloody taste!”

Hutch then pulls Xtreme Kitten backwards over the ropes and drops a hard forearm over his chest. He then turns him around again and strikes him with another stiff chop. XK drops down to the ring apron and then rolls under and back into the ring. Hutch is unrelenting as he grabs XK back to his feet and hooks the two men’s arms over the other shoulders and then grabs him by the tights and hoists him into the air into a stalling suplex. After several moments of holding XK in the air he flops backwards hitting a beautiful suplex. Hutch climbs back up to his feet and begins to shake his head pumping himself up and getting the crowd behind him. He wipes the blood from his eyes and then smears it down his face before charging forward and dropping a high knee drop straight over XK’s head. The champions rolls away and toward the center of the ring as the blood gushes from his head and Hutch lines himself up again for another knee drop. This time XK sit straight up and winces in pain.

The challenger then moves in grabbing XK by the hair and pulls him back to his feet and blasts him with a hard chop. He cocks his arm back again and fires off with yet another hard chop. He then nails him with a hard right hand and then rebounds with a chop.

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After the assault of chops and right hands it leaves XK teetering in the middle of the ring and Hutch runs to the ropes behind him. He then dives in from behind with a chop block to the back of the champions leg dropping him straight to his face on the canvas. Kitten gets up to his feet and begins to limp along the ropes as Hutch moves in after him. He pushes him into the ropes and punches him in the kidney and then goes to kicking away at his sore knee. He then pulls him out to the middle of the ring and hits him with a chop so hard that it takes him off his feet and onto his back. Hutch then moves back into the ropes and bounces off as XK gets back to his feet and he then charges forward this time taking him from the front with a chop block that takes the champ back off his feet. He then rolls him onto his back and quickly drops an elbow onto the injured knee.

KR: “Hutch is like a marksman and he has found his target and is hitting that target everytime!”

DV: “Indeed he has. He has turned this match into his advantage and has plans on taking that title belt back tonight!”

XK tries to get up but Hutch just pushes him back down to the mat as he gets to his own feet and then stomps on the leg to add further pain. He steps away and regroups momentarily but comes back for yet another stomp to the knee. Hutch moves in again grabbing XK by the arm and rolls through and hooks in his finisher that he likes to call the Hutch Clutch. He has the move solidly locked in right in the center of the cage and XK screams in agony as he fights to do whatever he can to escape from the hold. XK drags his body backwards in an attempt to get free but falls short and drops his shoulders to the mat. Jackson drops down and begins to count the fall.

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The champ then begins to pull himself to the ropes that is only about a foot away but Hutch will not have any off it and pulls backwards himself dragging XK back into the center of the ring and applies more and more pressure on the hold making Xtreme Kitten squirm and beg in pain. His shoulders go back down to the mat and the ref counts.

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Hutch continues to lift his body and apply pressure as XK looks about for away out and that is found as he grabs hold of Mark Jackson and pulls him on top of the two breaking the hold. Jackson smacks his head in the process and moves around on the mat half out of it as Hutch and XK pull themselves apart.

KR: “That cheatin’ son of a gun!”

DV: “You have to do what you can to win I guess!”

CM: “It shows how important the International Championship is to him!”

KR: “Whoa…What is this?”

The camera turns to show Matt Impact emerging through the crowd with a ticket to the show in one hand and a soft drink in the other. The crowd boo at his appearance and he moves toward the front row slowly as the action continues in the ring.

Hutch stands to his feet and tiredly moves over to XK who is still laying on the mat favoring his leg. He picks the champion up by neck and quickly whips him into the corner. Hutch then charges in after but XK moves at him during the same time. The challengers stops himself in mid step and just as Matt Impact hops the guard railing. Hutch boots XK in the gut and Matt shoves Joe Johnson aside. The former World champion then opens the door to the cage just as Hutch goes for the Slice of Fried Gold and grabs XK by the tights. He quickly pulls the champion down to the floor below. Mark Jackson looks over to see XK make it though the cage door and to the floor below and calls quickly for the bell.

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As the bell rings the crowd pop.

KR: “What are they cheering about?”

DV: “IT’S JACK!!!”

CM: “NO WATCH OUT MATT!!!”

From behind Jack grabs Impact and slams his head into the cage and something is seen in the acting General Managers hands as he attacks the earlier ejected Impact. He then quickly moves to slide Impact into the ring and shut the door behind him. He then reveals what is in his hand to be a chain and padlock that he quickly wraps around the cage as Impact tries to stop him. Once the cage is locked Matt is tapped on the shoulder by Hutch who is standing behind him. A quick boot to the stomach and then the bloodied loser of the match boots him in the stomach and nails the Slice of Fried Gold as Manson stands by with a smile on his face and Slam! goes off air as Hutch further humiliates Impact.

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