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Pre-PPV Slam! Results; 5th June 2006
Topic Started: Jun 5 2006, 05:54 PM (73 Views)
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[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!
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Seeing Impact still laid out on the last minute, Manson grabs Hutch, hoists him up into muscle buster position and nails Pain!

KR: That’s it! Its over!

But NO!!! At the last minute hutch manages to slide out and land on his feet, a dazzled Manson turns around right into the Slice Of Fried Gold!!! Hutch quickly covers,


[align=center]One!


Two!


Three!!
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KR: Hutch has done it!! We have a new champion!

CM: WHAT?! That’s not fair! Impact wasn't even in the ring!

KR: It was perfectly fair! Hutch came out on top, beating Manson and impact fair and square. Manson’s awesome dynasty has come to an end and we have a new champion! This crowd is going wild!

Hutch grabs the World Championship and raises it above his head to a thunderous ovation from the crowd!

KR: We have a new era here on Slam!!


[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!)
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Nightmare finally scores a STUNNING right hand to Carl’s temple, and the silent giant looks to be on dream street as his eyes flutter! Nightmare snares him up, moving around him into a pump handle slam position! He I-M-P-O-S-S-I-B-L-Y pulls Carl upward and THROWS him right back down, SPIKING HIS HEAD INTO THE CANVAS!!!

[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
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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!
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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!
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Sean slides back into the ring and Lance comes from behind and he drives down an elbow drop and Sean laid out stomach down. Sean crawls and he gets up to his feet and Lance swings him around and he kicks in the midsection and Sean doubles over. Lance backs up and he goes to charge at Sean and Sean goes to deliver a SUPERKICK, BUT LANCE DUCKS IN PURE INSTINCT AND SEAN TURNS AROUND RIGHT INTO THE STRIKE!!!

CM: What the hell just happened?!?

DV: The match is over?

Sean is on the canvas breathing hard as Johnson raises the hand of Evers awarding him the victor of the match and Sean can’t believe his eyes. Sean gets up and he tries to plead his case, but Johnson doesn’t want any of it as he awards Evers the Tactical Chaos Championship and Sean is still bewildered. Sean looks at Shauna and he is blows steam as he hits Evers over the back of the head knocking down the newly crowned Champion.


[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!
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Impact charges at Manson with a clothesline, but Manson ducks and takes him down with a DDT! Manson comes off the ropes and jumps up, dropping a huge elbow into the chest of Impact! Manson looks around at the crowd, who are giving out a mixed reaction as hutch isn't currently involved, and lets out a huge roar! He grabs Impact in a face lock and prepares to deliver Pain!

DV: Manson setting up pain! If he hits it it’s over!

But no! Impact manages to swiftly knee Manson in the gut! he hoists Manson on to his shoulders, and spins him around delivereing the Head On Collision! He makes the cover!


[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!
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Jack and Nightmare take turns blasting Matt with shots until Ahriman gets into the ring, smacking Nightmare in the side of the head with the point of his elbow, then hits Jack with a boot to the gut and a sharp DDT! Matt staggers back as Ahriman seems to be taking over, he looks down at Brad Guinup who has finally gotten to his feet, Brad rushes over to Harley Manson and forearms him off the apron and into the safety rail, but when he turns around Ahriman inexplicably catches him in a front waistlock and belly-to-belly suplexes him over the top rope AND THROUGH THE BARBED WIRE TABLE AT RINGSIDE! The bell rings as Matt looks absolutely confused, as do Harley Manson and Nightmare.

[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
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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
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Orion Oldriod 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!

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'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: Welcome to a pre-Summer of Sin edition of Slam! On Monday!

CM: Slam! has arrived in Las Vegas one week before our Summer extravaganza!

DV: And what a main event we have on tap! Matt Impact versus Nightmare!

KR: Two former World Champions get it on but to kick us off we're sending it backstage...

The scene cuts to backstage where we see Matt Impact, the self proclaimed King of Slam!, roaming through the corridors of the center, looking for something as his royalty robe swings back and forth as he makes lefts and rights through the hallways looking for a door and he stops in front of a door with a name plate on it labeled, “General Manager Orion Oldriod”. Impact smiles as he thinks about knocking before barging into the office.

DV: What the hell is he doing in the GM’s office?

CM: Demanding what he deserves, a match at Summer of Sin!

Orion is startled as Impact charges straight up to Orion’s desk as he quickly gets defensive incase the King of Slam! wants a fight.

Orion: What the hell are…

He quickly gets cut off by the angry man.

Impact: Don’t give me that bull, you know why I’m here! I’m here because I have defeated Tomoko Onamari and Jack Manson in the past two weeks, and yet my name is absent from the Summer of Sin pay-per-view next Sunday.

Orion: And, your point of yelling that to me is?

Orion snickers a bit at Impact, who doesn’t like him joking around with him at all, and he snaps back at him.

Impact: Don’t play with me asshole. I want a match at Summer of Sin, and I want it now, no jokes, no kidding around none of that. This match against Nightmare you scheduled tonight was enough jokes, the punk is going to get destroyed once and for all, and you know damn well he will. So forget that match, and give me someone at the pay-per-view, or heck, add to the damn main event and make it a Triple Threat between Hutch, Prime, and myself. Do it, and do it now!

Orion: No!

Impact looks confused.

Impact: No? Are you refusing the King of Slam! what he wants… what he damn right deserves!?

Orion: You don’t deserve crap Matt. You think I owe you anything? You’ve never done anything, in fact, you owe me for costing me my FIW World Championship last year against Nightmare in the first place. You think defeating Tomoko Onamari and Jack Manson by cheating in one and taking advantage of a distraction in the other proves you deserve a match at a pay-per-view? I said no, so leave my office or I’ll have security escort you out, either way, get out of my office.

Impact grows angry as he throws some papers off of his desk before backing up a few steps towards the door.

Impact: You're lucky I’m not in the mood right now, because if I was, I’d break your nose and let you bleed right on your damn desk. But you’re lucky this time, but next time you won’t be. But, I will not go away, this is your last chance Orion, I’ll give you the time to think about it, you have thirty minutes, put me in a match at Summer of Sin, or you will regret it, things will happen that you do not what happening, and trust me, you won’t like it.

Orion goes to answer Impact back he walks out of his office before he can as we fade back to the announcer’s booth.

KR: What in the hell was that!? Does Impact truly believe he deserves a match at Summer of Sin, because if he does he is delusional.

CM: Delusional, the only one who is delusional is Orion Oldriod for not placing the main event, in the main event at Summer of Sin.

DV: Yeah… sure, whatever you say Chip.

Already in the ring are Slam! Enhancement Talents Wreckage and Destruction.

CC: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a handicap match!

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"Ride Of The Valkyres" hits the PA system, the stage lights dim and a storm is brewing as Harley Manson emerges from the arena entrance with his table held by his side. He raises his free arm in the air to a healthy applause before he makes his way down to the ring. Harley slows as he reaches the ringside area, the Slam! Behemoth then sets up his table next to the ring before admiring his handiwork. He walks up the steps onto the apron, Harley then steps over the top rope into the ring as the music fades.

CC: And their opponent, weighing 355 pounds and hailing from Truth or Consequences, New Mexico...THE SLAM! BEHEMOTH, HARLEY MANSON!

Referee Amy Spencer calls for the bell to start this match off and it sounds. Immediately Wreckage and Destruction goes on the attack, pummelling Harley from behind and they take Harley into a corner. Wreckage holds him by the throat as Destruction launches kicks into the Behemoth. Wreckage takes over with rabbit punches to the head and then slams a knee in deep into Harley's gut.

KR: The news here is that Harley Manson waived the tag rule for his opponents.

DV: That means both Wreckage and Destruction can be in the ring at the same time.

CM: Destruction weighs 280 and Wreckage 350, so that's 630 pounds versus 355 pounds of the Slam! Behemoth.

Destruction takes over, he snatches hold of Harley's hand and irish whips him across the ring. Harley's body slams into the turnbuckle and Wreckage follows up with a running turnbuckle clothesline as two 350 pounders clatter into each other. Harley looks the worse for wear as the enhancement tag team peel him out of the turnbuckle. Harley is taken along to the middle of the ropes. They whip him across the ring, he heads into and rebounds off the ropes right into a double back elbow. Harley doesn't go down but he appears out on his feet. Destruction seems angry Manson has not gone down, he backs into the ropes to build momentum and sprints at Harley...HARLEY GRABS HIM AND LIFTS DESTRUCTION INTO THE AIR, SPINS HIM AROUND AND SENDS HIM CRASHING DOWN INTO THE MAT!

DV: Tilt-a-Whirl Side Slam!

KR: Harley dominated by his opponents early in this match but now he may have regained the advantage.

Harley stands up, Wreckage tries to strike him but Harley makes a block. Harley headbutts him, Wreckage stumbles back and Harley explodes at him with a clothesline knocking Wreckage down. Harley steps back before leaping forward, he launches into the air and drops down with a leg drop across Wreckage's throat. Destruction is pulling himself up using the ropes, Harley comes at him with a big right hand to the head and then nails him with a hard right hand across the forehead. Harley grabs Destruction by the top of his trousers and tosses him out of the ring through the ropes.

CM: It's down to one-on-one now.

KR: That what Harley had to do, now he can really open up on Wreckage.

Harley turns around as Wreckage is picking himself up off the mat, Harley comes from behind and clubs him repeatedly across the shoulder blades. Harley spins him around and scoops him up, SLAMMING ALL 350 POUNDS DOWN TO THE MAT WITH A SCOOP SLAM! THE RING SHAKES!

DV: What a slam!

KR: He picked Wreckage up and scoop slammed him down, that is some strength.

The Slam! Behemoth grabs Wreckage by the head, pulls him up to his feet before whipping him into the ropes. Wreckage rebounds back off the ropes into a high POWERSLAM! Harley is rolling, the crowd are right behind him as once more Harley pulls him up off the mat. On the outside, Destruction is only stirring as Harley waits for Wreckage to turn around and face him...GOOZLE! HARLEY HOISTS HIM UP IN THE AIR AND DRIVES HIM DOWN IN A CHOKESLAM!

CM: Harley Manson needs to distance himself from his brother and people like Tomoko Onamari if he wants to succeed.

KR: That's your opinion.

Destruction is back up on his feet, he has pulled himself up using Harley's table erected on the outside for assistance. He steps up onto the apron and places a leg through the ropes to re-enter the ring...HARLEY RUNS AT HIM AND KNOCKS HIM DOWN FROM THE APRON WITH A FEROCIOUS RUNNING SHOULDER BLOCK! DESTRUCTION FLIES OFF THE APRON AND FALLS THROUGH HARLEY'S BARBWIRE-WRAPPED TABLE DOWN AT RINGSIDE!

DV: Destruction feeling exactly that as he went through Harley's table!

HARLEY TURNS AROUND, TO HIS CREDIT WRECKAGE IS GETTING BACK UP BUT HE GETS BLASTED WITH A RUNNING BOOT TO THE HEAD! WRECKAGE DROPS TO THE CANVAS LIFELESS AND HARLEY MAKES THE PIN!


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CC: Here is your winner...THE SLAM! BEHEMOTH, HARLEY MANSON!

Referee Amy Spencer raises Manson's hand in the air before Manson snatches it back. He leaves the ring, walking over the rubble of table surrounding Destruction on the arena floor.

KR: Talk about a dominating display.

DV: You can tell that he's pissed off about missing out on Summer of Sin and unlike certain other people, he hasn't bitched or cried about it...he's simply got on with kicking ass in the ring.

CM: Is that a shot at Matt Impact?

DV: Was that too subtle for you Chip?

CM: The King won't like that...

KR: Well we are ready to get into the next match of the night!

DV: I always thought Slam! needed some of that on the show.

Charles Cruz: The following match is scheduled for one fall.

[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 Soaring Eagle 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 bouncing but getting down on her knees.

"GOODBYE!"

Charles Cruz: And making her way down to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds and hailing from Atlanta, GA. She is TEEEE BIIIIIRD!!!

Red pyro 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 slides into the ring sitting up on her knees throwing her arms up.

"I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES!..."


T-Bird gets up on her feet running over to the turnbuckle and stepping up. She grabs the edges of her Soaring Eagle shirt throwing it off into the crowd letting the fans fight over it again. She is left with just her black bikini top and her body painted the same as her face and arms. She jumps off heading to the opposite turnbuckle and greets the fans over there. Hopping off of there she bounces a little bit getting ready for her match to come.[/align]

KR: This is the second time that these two women are meeting each other in the ring.

CM: Tara was able to kick the living shit out of T-Bird the first time and I have a feeling that its going to happen again.

DV: I second that!

As soon as the introduction to "Beautiful Disgrace" by Orgy comes in, the lights go off and Tara's logo can be seen on titantron, with famous clips from Tara's former matches being shown inside the logo, only and just darkness outside of it.

[align=center]I see the real you
You put me in my place
Close to perfection
You're out of control; you're out of control!
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With the music getting a bit quicker now, the logo has taken the entire titantron, and is continuing to show random clips. Soon it just shows Tara just holding up former championships that she had held in the past, and the lights begin to flicker with a blue shade. The entire crowd boos as they see the mist rising up at the stage, with it rising up towards the rafters.

[align=center]Pardon me I feel the need to scream
I'm ill stuck in the chemical abyss
I'm gripping at the walls around me
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Charles Cruz: And the challenger making her debut here tonight…weighing in at one hundred and thirty-five pounds and hailing from San Antonio, TX. She is TAAAAARAAAA!!!

Coming slowly out from the mist now is the one and only, Frozen Phoenix, Tara. Her lips show a cocky smirk. Through the sunglasses are confident and cocky eyes, filled with greed... reflections of the ring can be seen off the sunglasses. She reaches her arms down and unfastens the trench coat from herself, and pushes the trench coat back a bit. One arm is lifted up into the air, as the crowd boos even more now. Her right index finger is extended out in the air, letting the fans know that she is one of a kind.

[align=center]Pardon me if I was laughing at the crimes
I was laughing at the way you lie
Tell me why
All my lies come down to this!
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Her arm lowers, as she starts making her way down the ramp a little ways, while looking out at the fans. The lights have gone somewhat back to normal, as the mist begins to disperse out. She lifts her right hand up again, while her left is on her hip and removes the sunglasses. With a devilish grin coming over her face, and her seductive eyes, she looks right at the camera. Taking her time, she places the sunglasses on one of the pockets of her bulletproof vest. The crowd starts chanting "Slut" out at her, but she ignores the remarks of the crowd and continues her way down to the ring. She hurries her way down the ramp and slides inside the ring.

[align=center]'Cause I don't need friends who try to wrap me up in red tape
Get 'em off my back they're dead weight
In case you didn't catch my signs the first time let me tell you again
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As soon as she's inside the ring, she raises her arms in the air and jumps up to the second turnbuckle at the nearest turnbuckle. A devilish grin is still on her face while the crowd is booing her, as she raises her arms in the air. After a few moments, she spins 180 degrees off of the turnbuckle, landing on the mat. She paces herself slowly inside the ring while waiting for the bell to sound.

KR: This is going to be the match of the night…

Things are heated up as the crowd is split right down the middle as they roar in excitement for the female match. Referee Tommy Owens mouths off the rules to the match as T-Bird and Tara look each in the eye getting ready to throw down with one another. Owens calls for the bell and it is rung as both competitors begin to circle each other. Tara reaches out to try and grab T-Bird’s arm, but she moves out of the way and she stumbles forward. T-Bird strides towards Tara and she waits for her to turn around before nailing her with a stiff kick to the middle of her left leg!

DV: A stiff kick from T-Bird, the same way that the previous match they had started out.

Tara howls in pain and T-Bird quickly goes for another kick, this time to the right leg and she lands it! Tara is getting a little frustrated as the two kicks have found their mark and she is yet to score with anything. Tara prepares herself, at the same time T-Bird is doing exactly the same thing and she walks forward with her hands raised in combat. T-Bird goes for a third kick, this time a little high aimed at the waist line of Tara but she is aware and blocks it with both hands, putting her arms together to block with the back of her forearms. T-Bird quickly retracts her left leg on touching Tara's forearms and goes up with the right; this kick aimed for in a general torso direction but Tara blocks again in the same fashion.

DV: Tara is able to block the following two kicks that T-Bird has attempted.

CM: This is déjà vu.

T-Bird quickly goes for a big roundhouse to the right side of Tara’s torso with her left leg but Tara catches the leg! She holds it there and T-Bird flails her arms in the direction of Tara's head. She retracts each time to avoid any contact but T-Bird has more tricks up her sleeve as she jumps of the canvas with her right leg, going for a hard enziguri but Tara has that also scouted and she ducks her head down. T-Bird misses Tara’s head but she still holds onto her left leg. Instead of slamming into the canvas, T-Bird catches herself in mid-air and bounces back off the canvas to go for a reverse enziguri, but Tara again moves out of the way! She ends up standing on her right leg again and Tara is quick to level her in face with a hard forearm shot.

DV: Tara is able to counter every move that she tries to pull off.

KR: Down to the floor she crashes after the forearm shot from Tara.

CM: Tara has absorbed all the kicks she wants to and now she breaks up the momentum with a simple but effective strike.

T-Bird scrambles to the ropes; she pulls herself up from the mat as Tara comes towards her. She leans in to make a grab but she dodges her advances and connects with a flipping dropkick directly to the throat of Tara. Tara goes straight down, stunned in addition to hurt from the velocity of both her boots up in her neck. She quickly rolls off her shoulders though and stands up as T-Bird sprints for her; Tara sees her coming in a split second and stops her progress with a dropkick to the knee. T-Bird's leg goes from under her and she lands on the mat with a hard crash, face first. Tara then puts the boots in on her, two to be precise to the back before dropping a lightning fast spinning elbow on her lower back.

KR: They are both working off of each other every time Tara delivers a move, T-Bird responses with her reversal.

CM: I was surprised with the dropkick that T-Bird pulled off, it certainly straightened the ability that she possesses.

Tara stands up and pulls T-Bird up with her. She drives her knee into her right shoulder as she is only half-way up and then again one more time. T-Bird is left doubled over as Tara runs against the ropes; she comes off running to hit a big knee lift to send T-Bird down to the mat! T-Bird holds her neck and chest as Tara stands over her, raising her arms in the air. T-Bird is getting up she heads to the ropes to catch her breath for a second before turning around right into a stinging knife-edge chop from Tara! She stumbles back against the ropes and Tara takes her hand to irish whips her across the ring. T-Bird bounces back off the opposite set of ropes to duck underneath a clothesline attempt from Tara.

KR: Tara is taking this match slowly, she is using her high-flying ability against her even matched opponent T-Bird.

CM: Didn’t you say that during the last match?

T-Bird comes off the ropes and takes to the air, knocking down Tara with a flying clothesline with T-Bird high in the air! T-Bird is quickly to her feet and she stalks Tara as she is slow in getting up. She pushes herself off the mat only to be subject to a barrage of blows, a right to the head...a left to the torso and the pattern continues for seven successive blows that are weakening Tara before she finally blocks one then she connects with a punch of her own to the shoulder of T-Bird. T-Bird staggers backwards and Tara takes advantage, delivering a swinging right hand to the head of T-Bird before backing her up into the ropes. Tara unloads with more vicious knife-edge chops across the upper chest of T-Bird.

KR: I hope T-Bird explodes into more moves, she has been much grounded.

Tara changes her attack, delivering forearms to the head of T-Bird while holding her hair to stop her escaping. She then uses an uppercut followed by a simple jab to the face. T-Bird is reeling but she tries to fend off Tara with a kick, Tara catches the leg again and goes for a wild swinging right hand but T-Bird dodges back so Tara misses. She now has her back to Slam's dominant female competitor and she tries to escape from the ropes but Tara blocks her in before connecting with a mule kick to the thigh. T-Bird is hurt as she staggers away only to be irish whipped towards a turnbuckle. T-Bird controls her run and puts both her hands on the top rope to jump up into the air as Tara follows close behind. She gets her in a headscissors for a moment before hurling herself to the ground and sending Tara crashing into the canvas!

KR: T-Bird is able to pull out an aerial move and that headscissors takedown was well executed I must add.

Tara gets up flabbergasted at what just happened to her and T-Bird is already up on her feet waiting for the right moment to strike her opponent. She launches and connects with a couple of boots into the gut of Tara. Tara crawls over the mat, obviously in a lot of pain and T-Bird pulls her up. Tara is sent for an irish whip but she holds on to reverse and T-Bird is sent into the ropes. She jumps up onto the top rope and springboards around to face Tara; T-Bird connects with her springboard elbow drop! Tara gets blasted in the face! T-Bird quickly gets on top of Tara to make a cover...

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Both competitors are getting up at the same time, Tara looking a little dazed but T-Bird is back on it as she runs towards Tara…Tara dodges out of the way. Tara sends T-Bird sailing over the top rope but she is able to use the momentum to keep herself in the ring as she rolls in between the middle rope. Tara tries to grab T-Bird by the arm for an arm drag, but T-Bird counters the move and she is able to deliver an arm drag of her own.

KR: That was a close pinfall by T-Bird in which Tara tried to follow up with an arm drag, but T-Bird was able to reverse the move into her own maneuver.

DV: T-Bird looks like she has learned most of Tara’s moves, but the beginning of the match were kind of jarring for her.

T-Bird grabs the Frozen Phoenix by her hair and she pulls her up to her feet and she wraps her arm around the neck of Tara and holding one of her arms out as she begins to twist and drops Tara down to the canvas with a spinning neckbreaker. Tara holds the back of her neck in pain as T-Bird climbs back to her feet and delivers a leg drop on the neck of Tara for good measures and the crowd roars in excitement for the girl on girl action.

CM: What the hell happened to Tara, one minute she is beating the living shit out of T-Bird and now she is getting owned.

KR: Well T-Bird looks like she knows all of Tara’s moves before she can deliver them and she counters it into her upper hand.

T-Bird gets up as Tara uses the ropes to pull herself up a little flabbergasted by the sudden turn around in the match and she stumbles forward and T-Bird lays in a forearm and Tara stumbles back against the ropes. Tara shakes her head as she is able to kick T-Bird in the midsection and she grabs her by the arm, but T-Bird breaks her grip and she wraps her arm around the neck of Tara and sweeps her leg from underneath her deliver the Fallen Dreams!

KR: Tara really lost her edge quickly after T-Bird was able to reverse some of her moves, looks like T-Bird is going to lose.

CM: This can’t happen!

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Charles Cruz: AND THE WINNER OF THE MATCH TEEEE BIIIIRD!!!

The scene goes backstage to Matt Impact in the same attire as he was before, as he makes his way through the corridors for the second time of the evening, and this time we know exactly what he is doing.

KR: Has it been thirty minutes already?

DV: I’m guessing he wants an answer from Orion about Summer of Sin.

KR: Yeah, and then he still has to compete in a match against Nightmare shortly.

Impact stops in front of a door in which security is guarding the entrance and Matt looks confused as he steps forward to the door and is stopped short by the security.

Impact: What the hell, let me in, I need to see Orion Oldriod!

Security Guy #1: Sorry sir, we have special orders from the General Manager to not let you into his office no matter what the circumstances may be.

Impact: God dammit, this is bullshit! Let me in or you will freaking regret it, all of you!

Security Guy #2: He said you might say that, and he said to tell you this when you said that, “You never hold true on your threats Matt, you’ll never learn and you will never make a pay-per-view if you keep the attitude.”

Impact: Oh screw you…

Impact begins to scream at the top of his lungs, loud enough so that Orion cannot help but hear him on the other side of his office door.

Impact: Orion, you will regret it! At Summer of Sin, when I get my hands on you, you will pay. But tonight, pay close attention to my match, because I will defeat Nightmare, I will then proceed to introduce to you, a very special treat, and I will unleash evil on you and the entire Slam! locker room, tonight… is the beginning of a new reign of terror on Slam!.

Impact walks away as he knocks over some equipment in the hallway due to his anger.

KR: What does he mean by a new reign of terror on Slam!? What will he be doing tonight, this is going to be crazy.

CM: I cannot wait, this will be great.


[align=center]***COMMERCIAL BREAK***[/align]

Charles Cruz: This following match is scheduled for one fall, and is the main event of the evening!

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]


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!
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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.

KR: Matt Impact not able to make it to Summer of Sin, and is looking to take his frustrations out on Nightmare.

CM: And why is Nightmare not going to Summer of Sin either?

Charles Cruz: Making his way to the ring first, from Staten Island, New York, weighing 286 pounds, he is the self proclaimed ‘King of Slam’, MATT IMMMMMPACT!

The crowd absolutely erupts as "The Great American Nightmare" begins to pound the speakers, the vicious blast of the guitars being accompanied by pulsing purple strobes all over the stage as the titantron now shows clips of a certain purple-clad wrestler's acheivements here in FIW, making the fans all the more rabid to see their hero. Smoke has now filled the stage as well, and here comes the first verse..

[align=center]Dig deep down from planet x, yeah
Thirteen ghosts in the devil’s head
Step right up and feel the fire
Hardcore love of the never dead[/align]


A purple spotlight floods out onto the stage, where Orchid and Nightmare walk out from opposite directions and meet in the middle of the staging to a thunderous cheer, clasping hands before drawing close for a quick kiss. They then turn, walking together down the ramp as Night proceeds to tag hands with his fans.

CC: And his opponent, in the company of Orchid, he hails from Portland, Oregon and weighs 275 pounds...THIS! IS! NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHTMAAAAAAARE!

[align=center]Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah, motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah[/align]


Once they reach the ring, Nightmare grabs the top rope and easily hoists himself onto the apron, then reaches a hand down to help Orchid onto the apron. They enter the ring together, Nightmare going to one corner and raising the devil horns to the crowd to a very loud response as per usual, he repeats this taunt on all four corners with Orchid cheering him on till he gets to the center of the ring, handing her his coat, and getting some last minute instructions from her and a hug in return before she exits to the outside, leaving Nightmare to await his opponent in the center of the ring with the same fire-like intensity in his eyes as "The Great American Nightmare" fades away.

KR: *sigh* Because Nightmare didn’t win the SIC battle royal last week.

CM: Hahah! Exactly!

KR: If you ask me, he was screwed by Daisuke the Crow because Daisuke saw his man was about to be thrown out!

Nightmare stretches the ropes in his corner as the bell rings, advancing out but getting a knee to the gut from a charging Impact, Mark Jackson scoots in immediately to separate the two as Matt lays hard right and left hands into Nightmare’s body and head. Try as he might however Matt will not relent as he shoves Night back into the corner, Nightmare getting his arms up to protect his upper body but that doesn’t save him from a hard knee to the gut, Orchid pounding on the mat to try to get her man back into the match. Matt staves off his assault for a moment to intimidate the referee, sending him racing to the other corner across the ring for safety but that proves to be a costly mistake as Nightmare comes nearly flying out of the corner with a clothesline when Matt turns around! Matt comes back up on his own and gets hit with several hard right hands, Nightmare whips him toward the ropes and Matt hits them but slides to the outside before Nightmare can get his boot high up enough to connect with the King of Slam’s face.

KR: Nightmare gets an explosion of quick offense there in the early going after Matt’s attention was diverted, but Matt slows it down by taking a powder.

DV: Smart move I think, Matt was about ready to get his face booted in!

CM: Since when did you kiss Nightmare’s ass?

DV: The only ass kisser around here is you, Chip. I’ve heard you in the janitor’s closet with Sean Ayres, don’t deny it now.

Matt’s been taking a breather on the outside while Nightmare yells at him to get back in the ring, and he doesn’t offer him a chance to take his time. Nightmare advances forward, tired of Matt’s mind games already, and reaches over to grab him but Matt, the crafty devil that he is, grabs Nightmare’s legs sprawling His Merciless out onto the mat, Impact then takes Night’s right leg, the leg with the brace on it, and lifts it up cracking it hard over the apron! Nightmare yelps in pain trying to get away as Matt repeats the move a second time, not listening to Mark Jackson’s attempts to get him back in the ring. Finally, Mark decides he has no other choice and starts the 10 count..


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Matt now rolls back into the ring, positioning himself slyly over Nightmare’s prone form and stepping on his throat while he asks Mark Jackson, playing dumb of course, why the man is screaming at him so much. He looks down as if now noticing he’s stepping on poor Night’s throat, and shrugs, stepping off his neck before a half-second later delivering a stomp to the same area.

KR: Total disrespect for his opponent tonight but with Matt Impact it’s to be expected.

CM: He needs to keep working on Nightmare’s knee, we all saw how he screamed like a bitch when he got that knee wrapped around the apron!

DV: If he’s too busy playing to the fans like this, Night won’t give him an opportunity to work on the knee. I know from experience that giving Nightmare a chance to recover and get back into the match is about the dumbest thing you can do.

Matt hoists Nightmare up and pushes him into the corner, choking him again this time with his hand, cupping his ear to the ref’s count since the King is a little hard of hearing as of late. He lets go of the choke before the count gets dangerous and pushes Night’s head back, Matt now ramming shoulders into the midsection of his opponent. After about four shoulder strikes, he hooks Nightmare up and whips him into the far turnbuckle, charging with a spear but Nightmare dives out of the way right before Matt hits, making the King of Slam! strike shoulder first into the post! Matt gets pulled out of the corner, Nightmare applies a rear waistlock and nearly hurls him across the ring onto the back of his head with a release German suplex! Nightmare remains on his back trying to catch his breath as Matt is now laying on the canvas facefirst.

KR: That’s power right there, to throw a 286 pounder like that!

DV: Desperation move by Nightmare, he’s gotta get back on his feet if he wants this momentum to continue!

CM: How long do you think he’ll stand though after Matt went to town on his knee?

Nightmare pulls himself over to the ropes, hauling himself up with a look of determination in his eyes as he heads over to Matt, limping noticeably on his right knee. Nightmare grabs the King of Slam! and hoists him to his feet, pushing him against the ropes before lacing him with a hard knife edge chop, stinging the broad chest of the self-proclaimed Master of Wrestling. Another chop accompanies the first, and the originally tan chest of Impact starts showing a little red, before Matt is smacked by a third chop. The crowd is eating this up now as Nightmare moves Matt into the near corner and extends his boot right into Matt’s throat, nearly pushing the side of Matt’s face into the turnbuckle pad as Mark Jackson admonishes him on the chokehold. Nightmare lets Matt go at three, now pulling out to the center of the ring and hooking him up, lashing him with a snap suplex!

KR: Snap suplex by Nightmare, cracking the Master of Wrestling’s back like a bullwhip!

DV: In my opinion if Matt can get back into this match he is going to go after the knee, no doubt about it.

Nightmare comes up to his feet after the suplex and bounces off the ropes to get momentum, jumping up and dropping his leg hard across Matt’s throat! He floats over and covers, hooking the leg for the first pin of the match..

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KR:Nightmare seems to be keeping the offense on though, I think that Matt will simply be looking for Nightmare to make a mistake he can capitalize on.

CM: Which’ll only be a matter of time!

KR: I highly doubt that, Chip, Nightmare is well-prepared for this match!

Nightmare picks up Matt after the near fall and Irish whips him into the ropes, slapping his leg, the fans know what’s coming as Matt rebounds, Nightmare looks to put that big boot through the Master of Wrestling’s face but Matt ducks underneath it, Nightmare whirls around with a right hand but Matt ducks that as well and STO’s Nightmare onto his knee in a unique backbreaker!

KR: Tremendous counter by Matt Impact!

CM: There’s a reason why he is a 2 time World Heavyweight Champion, and right there was it!

Nightmare drops to the mat facefirst holding the small of his back as Matt sits near him, exhausted, pointing to his brain however signaling that indeed it was a very smart move. Matt then turns Nightmare over, pinning him with a forearm across Nightmare’s face..

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2!


Shoulder up!
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“Come on, damn it!” Is the response from Matt Impact about the near fall, seemingly frustrated that he hasn’t been able to put Nightmare away yet. He picks up Nightmare again, looking to go back to the attack but Nightmare pulls him down in a small package!

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Kickout!
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Nightmare and Matt both scramble to their feet, Nightmare just a half a step slower thanks to his sore knee which allows Matt to score with a knee strike to the gut, he loads up the big man seemingly looking for a powerbomb, but when Matt goes to lift him Nightmare spreads his base, making sure Matt can’t lift him before he charges with Matt in front of him towards the corner, ramming the King of Slam! backfirst HARD into the turnbuckles. Nightmare raises up to his full height…and Matt blocks an incoming haymaker, throwing a right hand that rebounds off of Nightmare’s jaw! He staggers back to the center of the ring, firing back with a stinging forearm shot right to the cheek!

KR: These men are battering each other into oblivion! What a main event!

Matt grabs Night in a loose clinch and hits a knee strike right to the stomach, making Nightmare double over, he goes to lift Nightmare for a press slam and impressively gets him up there, but before Matt can slam him, Nightmare shifts his weight so he lands on his feet and spins, so that right when Matt turns around Nightmare floors him with an elbow shot!

CM: AW man! Matt, get up! Please!

KR: Nightmare SCORES with a roaring elbow!

Nightmare drops into the cover..

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2!


NO SIR!
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CM: Matt’s still in it!

Nightmare instead of complaining with the ref about the near fall keeps on the attack, hustling to his feet and bringing the Master of Wrestling with him, he sends Impact hard into the corner and comes flying in with a stinger splash that connects! Matt staggers forward as Nightmare backs up, ready to follow up on the splash but Matt unexpectedly drops to all fours, shoving Mark Jackson back into the corner as he does so! Matt suddenly rises up to his knees and connects with a blatant low blow! Nightmare doubles over, and Matt hoists him onto his shoulders, nodding approvingly to the crowd who is showering him with boos as he flips Nightmare off his shoulders and connects with the Impact Drop!

CM: Impact Drop! It’s over, baby!

KR: Matt set him up with a low blow, the ref didn’t see it!

Matt hooks the leg…


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KR: And Matt Impact steals the damn victory!

CC: Your winner, the King of Slam!, MATT! IMMMMPACT!

A large grin appears on Impact's face as “I’m Alive” reprises over the speakers, his arms raised as he revels in his victory. Orchid enters the ring to check on Nightmare and argue with Mark Jackson about the low blow, but since he didn’t see it, there’s nothing he can do.

CM: A great win by the King of Slam!. See, Kurt, this is what Monday Slam is all about, high impact, and great, smart wrestling by a legend like Matt Impact!

KR: Oh, bullshit, Chip! He needed a blatant low blow after shoving the ref out of the way because he knew he couldn’t beat the Prince of Pain fair and square!

CM: Whether you saw this supposed low blow or not, the fact remains that Matt Impact wins!

Impact continues to celebrate his victory as he celebrates throughout the ring with boos from the fans

CM: Impact gets the win just as I said, the King of Slam!, better start getting recognize as what he truly is, a living legend.

Impact stops celebrating as he then goes for a microphone at ringside as the crowd continues the usual boos and jeers.

KR: What’s he doing, he won, end the show and let’s all go home!

CM: He has something to say, shut up dammit.

The crowd boos as Impact begins to speak to the back, seemingly speaking to Orion Oldriod as he brings the mic to his mouth as he looks up to the ramp from the ring.

Impact: I won god dammit, just like I said, Nightmare wasn’t a true opponent for me, I would’ve been better of in the main event of Summer of Sin, but no, our piece of shit of a GM decides to not give me a match, well dammit Orion I’m pissed. But I won’t be pissed for long!

Impact grows a huge smile on his face as he begins jumping up and down in excitement.

KR: Huh?

DV: He’s delirious look at the smile on his face.

Impact: Because Orion, it is time to unleash the beast!

Suddenly…

[align=center]THE ENTIRE ARENA GOES DARK[/align]
KR:
What the hell is going on!?

A spotlight comes into the crowd as a tall man in a hood begins to walk down through the crowd towards the ring as “A World So Cold” by Mudvayne begins to play.

DV: Whoa, this is…

KR: This music is too familiar!

The lights return to the arena as the music fades and the tall hooded man in all black, much taller than Impact, stares in the same direction up the ramp as does Impact, as the fans have no idea what is going on.

Impact: Orion, let me end this all mystery, let me greet you with the person you will have to fear at Summer of Sin and for the rest of your wrestling career! Let me be the first to reintroduce you to the new evil that will be unleashed on Slam!, the very person I thought would never become my ally, my new mentor, my new force of the dark and the sin… the beast from Manhattan Beach, “The Dark Prophet,”… MARC MALICIOUS!

The man unhoods himself as it is indeed Marc Malicious standing in the ring as the crowd go insane in enormous boos as the Dark Prophet stands in the ring with his demon-like appearance as he grins his vampire like teeth at the camera. The lights go out again as fire and lightning begin to appear throughout the arena as Malicious holds his fist up through his black jacket as Impact laughs as the lights come back on as the camera assumes the position of Impact standing next to Marc Malicious in the ring with their arms up in celebration of the new day of evil.

KR: Oh my gawd! Marc Malicious is back and by the side of Matt Impact!

CM: Ha, ha, ha, a new age of evil is unleashed on Slam! just as promised.

DV: This isn’t good!

KR: We’re out of time though, until this Sunday at Summer of Sin, I’m Kurt Royle, along with Chip Martin, and Dean Venchenzo, see you Sunday.

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