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The video package of the Pay-Per-View ends with the staredown of the two men in our main event - Flashman and Rob Arson, before crossing Live! to the pyrotechnic show inside
the Sold Out SaveMart Centre, marking the start of the first WEW Pay-Per-View of 2006!

At the ringside announce table, Steve Patterson and Alex Irvine are standing by, ready to call the action.

Steve: There are two distinct roads that WEW can take after tonight's huge Pay-Per-View. The only question is, which road will it be?

Alex: I'm Alex Irvine, He's Steve Patterson, and welcome to Unexpected Arising! Every Championship here in WEW is on the line, and tonight's matches will go a long way to determine the path WEW will be taking in 2006. Already, talk has been circulating around WEW Headquarters about releases, future Pay-Per-Views, and even the Mind Games Main Event! But tonight, our focus is on wrestling - and
in my eyes, the huge main event, where Flashman takes on Rob Arson, in what should be a match we'll be talking about for a long time.
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Steve: To kick start ‘Unexpected Arising’, Bloody Karma’s William will be taking on newcomer Gladiator in a match that was only booked a few days a go. Over to Timothy Rogers!

The camera heads over to ring announcer Timothy Rogers to call the competitors for the match out.

Timothy Rogers: Our next match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and forty-two pounds and standing at six feet four inches … he is, William!

"The End Has Come" by Ben Moody hits the PA system as William makes his way out from behind the entrance curtain. He is wearing loose black leather pants with a studded leather belt and black leather straps criss-crossing behind his legs. He heads up the steel stairs and into the ring where he waits for his opponent, Gladiator, to arrive.

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent, he hails from Sacramento, California and stands at five foot six inches, weighing at one hundred and fifty pounds … he is, Gladiator!

"Soldier Side" by System of a Down hits the PA system as Gladiator makes his way down the entrance ramp to the ring. He looks up at William before entering, who is looking rather confident and ready for the match. Gladiator then gets up into the ring as the referee signals for the bell to start the match.

Steve: These two will both be looking to get a win here tonight!

William looks to start things off by grappling with the much shorter and lighter Gladiator. William uses his weight edge to shove Gladiator down to the canvas of the ring. Gladiator rolls back up and gets back to his feet as the two stare each other down. They get in each other’s face as William looks down at Gladiator. William pushes Gladiator away by putting his hand in his face. Gladiator steps back but then goes back into William’s face.

Alex: These two want a permanent spot on WEW Pay-Per-Views, and will be doing all they can to grab that.

William does it once again, this time Gladiator taking two steps back. William goes to do it again, slightly surprised at the fact that Gladiator isn’t down to the mat. As William lifts his arm up, Gladiator pushes it aside and replies with a punch to William’s head. This is followed by a flurry of rights and lefts. William counters the quick start from Gladiator with an elbow to his face. He then rakes Gladiator’s eyes, which causes him to go down on one knee and back up towards the turnbuckle. William then follows up with his snappy counter attack by charging in on Gladiator with a vicious and powerful clothesline.

Steve: This William is really showing how powerful he is.

William lifts Gladiator back up to his feet by the hair and hits some brutal chops to his chest. William then lifts Gladiator up and walks around the ring with him, showing the ease it took to lift him above his head and onto his shoulders. He smirks around at the crowd as he hints at how light Gladiator is. William continues to walk around with Gladiator on his shoulders and pretends to throw him over the ropes but holds onto him. He then takes a run up and goes to do it again but this time planning on sending him over the ropes. However, Gladiator uses his speed advantage to slip off of William’s shoulders and pushes him up and over the ropes to the outside.

Steve: William biting off a little more than he could chew there.

Gladiator looks over at William who is getting back up onto his feet and then holds onto the ropes and dives over onto him.

Alex: Did you just see that … what a move from Gladiator!

Gladiator rolls William back into the ring and continues the assault with some roundhouse kicks to the midsection of William. William tries to swing back with a punch but Gladiator ducks it and delivers a punch of his own, followed by an arm drag, into an arm bar. He rolls through on William and does a surprise pin on William for the cover. The referee slides across the mat and begins the count:

One …

Two …

William gets a shoulder up.

Steve: William gets up comfortably but it was worth a try from Gladiator.

Alex: You know, I feel it’s so unfair that William does not have his Bloody Karma boys backing him out here tonight. How the hell is he possibly gonna get the win out here with them being banned from ringside?

Steve: Just to add, they’re banned from all of the matches participating Bloody Karma members – the leader and former World Heavyweight Champion Christopher Xavier taking on Steven Douglas and also “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels in his Television title Triangle match against Doomsday and Wildfire.

Gladiator lifts the much-heavier William upright. William, who is sitting up right now, then receives a dropkick from Gladiator who runs off the ropes to gain more pace and momentum on it. He then goes for the cover once again:

One …

Two …

Kick out from William, this time, with such power, causing his opponent Gladiator to be thrown nearly halfway across the ring. Gladiator goes to carry on his attack but William counters it with an implant DDT. William then lifts Gladiator upon his shoulders, takes him over to the top rope turnbuckle, possibly planning on hitting another implant DDT, this time however with much more impact ramming Gladiator’s head to the mat. Although, Gladiator uses his speed to reverse William’s DDT attempt off the top rope with a spinning tornado DDT. The crowd go wild.

Steve: This Gladiator really living up to his name here tonight!

Gladiator, who appears to have used up all he has left in his attack, goes up to the top rope, signalling for a high-risk move. Once Gladiator gets to the top rope, William, who was playing possum, gets back to his feet and head buts Gladiator in the stomach and then connects with the move he failed earlier – an implant DDT off of the top rope.

Alex: Ouch … that’s gotta hurt!

Steve: You’re right Alex, it’ll hurt tomorrow morning!

Alex: It must be hurting now! I’d hate to be on the receiving on of one of them. Did you see the leverage he got?

William then wraps his tree-trunk like arms around the neck of Gladiator, pulling tightly.

Steve: William connecting with a Triangle Choke here.

Gladiator appears to be losing it. He reaches out in an attempt to grab hold of the ropes but cannot pull the weight of William.

Steve: Gladiator may tap out here!!

Gladiator elbows William numerous times in the stomach but seems to have no effect on William letting go of the triangle choke. Gladiator then uses up what seems to be his last ounce of energy by bursting for the ropes. He succeeds in getting them and the referee tells William to release the hold. William continues to hold it in, delivering more damage to the neck of Gladiator. The referee begins to count.

One …

Two …

Three …

Four …

William lets go of the hold right before the five count.

Alex: Gladiator once again showing qualities of a gladiator by surviving that lethal submission lock.

Gladiator rolls around lifelessly on the mat, holding onto his neck in obvious pain. The referee goes over and checks on him as William struts around the ring, smirking to the fans who respond in loud boos and jeers. William then shoves Gladiator aside and throws a flurry of punches to the skull of Gladiator. He then picks his body up and lifts him above his head for his signature finishing move – the Death Rattle but somehow, Gladiator slides off and runs over to the ropes. As he approaches William, he jumps in mid-air, aiming to connect with a tornado kick but William manages to catch him and inflicts the Death Rattle, causing Gladiator’s head to jerk painfully into the canvas.

Steve: What a devastating finisher!

William covers Gladiator.

One …

Two …

William lifts Gladiator’s neck up for some bizarre reason. He then releases a sadistic smirk to the crowd and makes his way up the top rope, preparing himself for his secondary finisher – the Temptations Wings, a reverse 450 splash.

Steve: What’s he doing here?

Alex: I think he’s gonna add the finishing touches on Gladiator.

Steve: Oh just cover him already!

William then goes for the Temptations Wings but at the last second, Gladiator manages to move out of the way.

Steve: Oh my gosh! A two hundred and forty plus man just putting his life on the line there.

Alex: I don’t think he cares about the well being of his body!

Gladiator rolls over onto the torso of William, covering him. The referee then makes the count:

One …

Two …

Steve: This could be it!

William just manages to get a shoulder up. Gladiator looks stunned. He gets up, dropping his head into his hands. He then turns right around into another devastating Death Rattle Tombstone! Gladiator looks out cold. William then pushes his huge frying pan like hand on Gladiator’s chest, pinning him. The referee counts.

Steve: I don’t think William will make the mistake of holding Gladiator’s shoulders up once again.

Alex: He was giving him another chance but Gladiator failed.

One …

Two …

Three! It’s over. The referee signals for the bell as he holds William’s arm up in the air.

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner … William!

William smiles. He makes his way out of the ring but before heading down the steel stairs towards the entrance ramp, he looks back at his opponent Gladiator, who is back on his feet. William stops and heads back to Gladiator.

Steve: It looks like William isn’t quite finished yet.

William goes towards Gladiator. He then extends his hand out for a handshake. Gladiator looks around for a moment, wondering if it’s some sort of trick for another attack. William mutters something to Gladiator, which appears to be ‘bad luck’. Gladiator then shrugs his shoulders and shakes hands with William.

Steve: That’s nice to see. That’s an example to other wrestlers. They’ve come out of this hard-fought match with mutual respect for each other. That should be the code for all our matches here in WEW.

Alex: That's just bullshit. I hate sportsmanship.
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The PPV is going on. The WEW staff is busy backstage making sure everything is set, under control and ready to go. Meanwhile, in his luxurious and big office, the owner, Prezident Harlum, is busy doing what federation owners do. As he does his usual things, he keeps an eye on what’s happening on stage via a TV screen. And as he turns around to have a look, somebody sneaks on his desk, out of nowhere. Prezident Harlum turns back and as usual..

Prezident Harlum: Jesus Christ!

 

On his desk, sitting cross-legged, is none other than Calvin Mirage. Little Bee is playing around on the desk as well.

 

Calvin Mirage: It’s been ages, mister B. I thought your office was bigger though.

 

Harlum doesn’t seem to appreciate the remark.

 

Prezident Harlum: I have the biggest offices in this country, thank you.

 

Calvin is impressed.

 

Calvin Mirage: Whoa, really?

 

Prezident Harlum: Probably not, but it sounded nice to say.

 

Calvin grins.

 

Prezident Harlum: So, what brings you here?

 

Calvin Mirage: My sweetie is busy taking a shower. I offered to help but he pushed me out and said it wasn’t the right time. He can be so brutal sometimes. I swear. Anyway, thought I’d pass time by talking to my favourite boss.

 

Prezident Harlum: Okay. One, you shouldn’t give so much information about Farmer and two, you have other bosses?

 

Calvin grins again and thinks.

 

Calvin Mirage: Sometimes. But it’s a kinkier boss.

 

Prezident Harlum: Again, that’s too much information.

 

Calvin smiles and picks Bee up.

 

Calvin Mirage: Nature came and kicked someone hard in the ass.

 

Calvin chuckles.

 

Harlum is intrigued.

 

Prezident Harlum: What?

 

Calvin shakes his head with a grin and puts Bee back on the desk.

 

Calvin Mirage: I’ve a question, mister B.

 

Harlum seems suspicious and apprehensive.

 

Prezident Harlum: I probably shouldn’t ask but, what is it?

 

Calvin looks at Harlum oddly for a second and then asks his question.

 

Calvin Mirage: Did you hear anything about someone suspicious wandering around the arena? Like, tonight or during previous shows?

 

Harlum now looks oddly at Calvin. He takes a moment to think.

 

Prezident Harlum: No. Why?

 

Calvin sighs and lies down on the desk on his side. Bee hops around and jumps on the brown haired boy. The kitten looks proud.

 

Calvin Mirage: Are you going to?

 

Harlum is a bit confused at first but realizes that Calvin had changed the subject.

 

Prezident Harlum: Am I going to what?

 

Calvin seems a bit hesitant and speaks with a quieter voice.

 

Calvin Mirage: Wish me luck.

 

Harlum looks at Calvin in slight disbelief for an instant but then sighs and smirks.

 

Prezident Harlum: Good luck, Calvin.

 

Calvin smiles.
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Timothy Rogers: The following match is for one fall and can be won by pinfall, count out, disqualification, or submission. Introducing first…

"Midlife Crisis" is heard in the arena as "The Enervator" Steven Douglas makes his way from the backstage area through the curtains. Some fans boo, but the others cheer out of respect and fear. Douglas walks slowly down the ramp, adjusting the straps on his singlet that's covered by black leather pants. He rolls into the ring and stands on the second turnbuckle of a ringpost, with a sadistic grin.

Timothy Rogers: He hails from Detroit, Michigan… Please welcome STEVEN DOUGLAS!

Alex: Ok here is my prediction…

Steve: Christopher will win…

Alex: Wow how did you know?

Steve: Because you always vote for Bloody Karma!

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent…

The first few words of “The End has come” begins to blare over the pa system as a pair of tattered angel’s wings appears on the Cyber-Tron signalling the arrival of the former WEW World Champion and leader of Bloody Karma. Flashes of red and gold strobe lights dance around the entrance ramp as Christopher Xavier appears on the ramp decked out in red leather pants and a black tank top. The fans give out a mixed reaction to his presence as his die hard fans begin to cheer loudly as the fans who hate him boo with a fury…

Alex: Just look at Christopher… This is his first singles match since Mind Games III.

Steve: Correct he’s been busy in the tag division with both William and LeBron Samuels… Should be interesting to see if he can still handle one on one competition.

Alex: Don’t doubt the former world champion here. He has no love lose for Douglas for saying he was never champion and will be looking to possibly hit that sick flipping bookend to set an example…

Steve: But Douglas has the chance to snap his losing streak tonight.

Alex: Like that will happen.

Christopher looks at Douglas and slowly walks up the ramp and hops onto the turnbuckle before pointing at the crowd and hitting his now infamous backflip into the ring and lands without making a sound…

Timothy Rogers: He hails from London England, please welcome… CHRISTOPHER XAVIER!

Steve: Interesting side note to point out tonight… All members of Bloody Karma have been banned from ringside for all their respective matches. Should be fun to see if they can win without their back up.

Alex: They don’t need any help… Christopher is going to make quick work of Douglas just as William made quick work of Gladiator! Clean sweep for Bloody Karma. Mark my words Steve.

Steve: Well William has already placed them one up and with Christopher here he can make it two and zero tonight.

Rogers leaves the ring as the referee checks both men for any illegal objects. Christopher just smirks as the referee taps his boots and finds nothing.

The referee is happy with his findings and calls for the bell as Douglas and Christopher walk to the centre of the ring. Douglas only standing Six Two has to look up at the six foot eight frame of Christopher and shows little fear for a man who doesn’t have the height nor the weight advantage and just slaps Christopher in the face.

Christopher rolls his head back as if asking for him to do it again and when he tries Douglas has his arm grabbed in mid move and slammed to the mat with a hip toss. Christopher doesn’t stop there and places Douglas’ arm into an arm bar and yanks on it while the referee drops to one knee asking if Douglas wishes to submit.

Alex: Nice counter by Christopher there.

Steve: I can’t believe Douglas fell for that.

Douglas manages to get his leg on the bottom rope causing the referee to make Christopher break the hold. Christopher reluctantly breaks the hold and waits for Douglas to reach his feet before grabbing him for a german suplex only to have Douglas block the attempt with his foot and does a standing reversal and places Christopher into a side headlock.

Douglas yanks back on the headlock only to have Christopher push out of it. Douglas turns around and shoulder blocks Christopher to the mat and lands a quick elbow to the chest and goes for a pin attempt.

One!

Christopher military presses Douglas off of him as he kicks out of the pin with ease. Douglas stands up in complete shock of this and charges at Christopher only to be caught with a back elbow to his face for the trouble. Douglas staggers around before being kneed in the gut and slammed down with a snap suplex… The crowd lets out a half hearted cheer knowing what’s about to happen.

Alex: TSV!

Steve: I always wondered what does TSV stand for?

Alex: Man even I know what it stands for.

Steve: So enlighten me.

Alex: If I told you then Christopher will get mad at me.

Steve: Even you don’t know do you?

Christopher hits the northern lights suplex and bridges up before lifting Douglas high in the air and screams out TSV before spiking Douglas down with the brainbuster! Christopher hooks the far leg as the referee drops to make the count.

One…

Two…

Douglas kicks out and is slow to his feet as Christopher just smirks. Douglas turns around is looking to possibly finish the match and charges at Christopher and attempts the clothesline from hell!

Alex: THE ENEVERATION!

Steve: He’s trying to finish this right now…

Douglas connects with the move flooring Christopher. But instead of pinning him he lights him up and whips him in the ropes and goes for another clothesline from hell. Just as Douglas is about to hit it Christopher wraps his arm around the neck and shoulder area of Douglas’ body and uses both their momentum to flip their bodies and lands with the bookend!

Alex: HE HIT IT!

Steve: There’s that move he hit Corey with two weeks ago.

Christopher drapes an arm over Douglas’ chest as the referee makes the count…

One...

Two....

Three!

Alex: 2 and 0 for Bloody Karma so far!

Steve: It shows that Christopher has not lost his step in singles competition.

“The End Has Come” begins to play as the referee holds up Christopher’s hand in victory.

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner by Pinfall.. CHRISTOPHER XAVIER!
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Laura Tidak is standing backstage, microphone in hand, with Odyssey Baldwin.

Laura: I'm standing here with..

Odyssey grabs the microphone off Laura Tidak.

Odyssey: So. The big news in the wrestling world this week is that Ben Harlum and the WEW have purchased NLR, Next Revolution Wrestling. Well- I just have three words to summarise my thoughts on that... WHO. FUCKING. CARES! A few days ago, I bought a new toaster for the Baldwin family mansion but you don't see me bragging about it or writing stupid little press-releases. NLR was a piece of shit company anyway. That's why it was purchased. Just like MWF before it, NLR has no legacy in the wrestling world; it was nothing. WEW had sweet F-A to gain by purchasing the NLR. NOTHING! All it does is hold me down some more! I have been here longer than 3 quarters of the current roster and rather than be headlining shows like I should be, I'm up against pathetic nobodies like Sam Jones on the undercard. I AM NOT A STAR-MAKER, DAMMIT!! I AM A BALDWIN... I AM A STAR!!! And if any NLR hacks gets any sort of an opportunity before I do, then rest assured, there will be hell to pay!! Now bring out Samantha Jones and let's get this thing over with!

Odyssey throws the microphone down and walks out of the shot.
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Timothy Rogers: The following match is scheduled for ONE fall. Introducing first, from Hollywood, California! He's 'The International Treasure'.. Odyssey Baldwin!

'Bad Medicine' by Jon Bon Jovi plays as the Oddball appears at the top of the stage. The crowd lets out a massive roar and he waves to them on the way down. He rolls into the ring, and is checked for weapons by the ref.

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent.. from Brisbane, Australia.. He's 'Feral' Sam Jones!

Sam Jones entrance music rings throughout the arena with the sounds of 'Voodoo People' snarling out of PA System as fireworks go off down the ring ramp before Sam Jones comes down out on to the stage lifting his hands in the air as he is met with loud boos from the fans. He spits in their direction as he continues to work down the ramp before running to the ring sliding under the bottom rope and taunting the crowd as he gets up before running to the turnbuckle again lifting his hands in the air, but this time ignoring the fans loud disapproval.

Alex: These two hate eachother!

Steve: You can tell!

The bell rings and Sam doesn't even get his chance to get off the turnbuckle as Baldwin jumps up on the second rope and begins clubbing down on Sam Jones, before slamming his head on the ring post.. Sam then is backdropped off the top rope!

Steve: Oh!

Alex: Never turn your back on a Baldwin! I made that mistake once..

Alex shivers slightly, as Odyssey hooks the leg.. 1.. 2.. No! Sam kicks out with authority. Odyssey doesn't allow him up though as he drops elbow drops and stomps to the back.. Sam rolls out of the way of an elbow drop though, and springs to his feet, unloading a back chop right into Baldwin! Baldwin's feet go out and Sam now begins to start stomping on him.. Odyssey rolls under the bottom rope and stands to his feet on the apron..

Alex: Sam Jones is back in the match!

Steve: Not good news for the Oddball!

Sam grins evilly and goes for a suplex over the top rope, but Baldwin blocks, then rakes Sam's eyes on the top rope before guillotining him off the top rope! Sam flops to the mat and lays there writhing in pain.. Odyssey takes a moment to rest on the outside before sliding back in and yanking him to his feet.. Sam blocks a DDT attempt and snap suplexes him to the mat..

Steve: Oh! Baldwin can't even get the advantage!

Alex: He will!

Baldwin begins to stand up as Sam Jones charges at him, Baldwin dives out of the way of the Spear attempt and Baldwin goes through the second and third rope to the outside. He lands on his back hard, but gets up, and turns right into a baseball slide dropkick right to the mouth from Baldwin! Sam stumbles backwards, holding himself up on the barrier..

Alex: Told you!

Steve: Get back in there, Sam!

Sam slides back in the ring and the two lock up, Sam pulls a standing switch, but Odyssey manages to break his grip and pulls a standing switch of his own! He then grabs Sam, and runs him towards the turnbuckle! Sam's head hits the top turnbuckle violently and his neck snaps back.. He then stumbles right into a rollup from Baldwin! 1.. 2.. No! Sam still gets the shoulder up!

Steve: No matter how hard and how dirty Baldwin fights Sam is too focused!

Baldwin stands to his feet as Sam gets up, and charges at Baldwin, who catches him going for a hip toss, but Sam blocks and hiptosses Baldwin to the mat! He taunts to the crowd, as Baldwin struggles to get to his feet. Baldwin grabs him, looking for the Forward Tombstone, but Baldwin slips off his back.. Baldwin then grabs him and German suplexes him! Sam flies backwards into the ref! Both the ref and Sam are taken out, Sam holding his neck..

Alex: Hah! Take that Jones!

Steve: Sam Jones is hurt! And so is the ref!

Baldwin slides out of the ring, searching for something under the ring.. and he finds it! A steel chair! He slides into the ring, lining up for Sam Jones who is struggling to his feet.. Baldwin swings the chair at Sam's head, but he ducks, Baldwin putting a little too much effort into the chair shot and spinning entirely around.. Sam grabs Baldwin from behind and scores with a half nelson slam onto the chair! Baldwin holds the back of his head and rolls around crying in pain. Sam then wails on Baldwin a couple times with the chair, smacking him in the back before tossing it to the outside. The ref stands to his feet, holding his head..

Steve: Finally some order!

Alex: Baldwin is out of it!

Sam pulls Baldwin to his feet, and goes for the forward tombstone again, but Odyssey slides off his back once again, Sam spins right into a low blow kick.. Odyssey throws him between his legs.. And scores with the Californification! He hooks the leg.. 1.. 2.. No!

Alex: No way!

Steve: Sam Jones is hurt!

Odyssey Baldwin argues with the ref for a moment, before shaking his head. He climbs to the top rope.. but Jones has enough to stand to his feet and down Baldwin with a running forearm shot! Baldwin crotches himself on the top rope, and Jones begins to pull himself to his feet..

Steve: What a match!

Alex: Neither man can put the either away!

Jones grabs Baldwin, holding him in position for a stalling Superplex, but Baldwin manages to drop off the back of Jones landing on his feet. Jones loses his balance and Baldwin drops to his back, Jones falls right into a Sunset Flip style hold! 1.. 2... No! Baldwin can't believe it! He's irate! He gets up in the ref's face and the two begin to argue heatedly..

Steve: Baldwin feels that he's being slow counted!

Baldwin is worn down, and Jones is starting to get to his feet.. Baldwin runs at Jones, who catches him in a tilt-a-whirl style move, but switches from the Tilt-A-Whirl right into the Forward Tombstone! But once again Baldwin shows that he's scouted this match and drops forward, and then stands to his feet, having Sam Jones in the Alabama Slammer position..

Steve: Oh my god! How much more can these two men do to eachother?!

Alex: I don't want to know!

He then stumbles backwards, causing Sam to be able to grab the top rope. Baldwin shows amazing ring knowledge and is able to guillotine Jones off the top rope.. Jones once again holds his throat, and Baldwin just keeps him to the mat with clubbing blows, before kicking him hard in the ribs! Jones rolls over, holding his ribs. He lies face down on the mat, kicking it repeatedly. Baldwin climbs to the top rope again, looking for the Final Cut..

Alex: Uh oh! The Final Cut!

Steve: This could be the end!

Jones once again struggles to his feet, stumbling backwards to the turnbuckle, and scooping up the exhausted Baldwin.. Baldwin tries to struggle out again, but he's put into position for the forward tombstone.. Sam Jones cries out from pain in his back, but manages to drop Baldwin with the Forward Tombstone! He hooks the leg.. 1.. 2.. 3!

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner - SAM JONES!!

Steve: He did it!

Alex: Boo! He must've cheated!

Steve: Baldwin cheated the entire match!!
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The camera pans in on James Barton who is standing next to the Bloody Karma locker room where the sounds of talking can be heard.

James: This is James Barton here waiting for Christopher Xavier to exit the locker room to give us some thoughts of how the show has been going on…

The door opens up as Christopher Xavier and LeBron Samuels walk out. James looks at the six foot eight frame of Christopher and keeps his cool.

James: Excuse me Christopher can I ask you a few questions?

Christopher: Make it quick. I have a phone call I’m expecting.

James: Ok… First off, congratulations on your victory over Steven Douglas.

Christopher: Thanks. Not like we didn’t see that coming though. I promised a clean sweep and so far Bloody Karma is two and zero.

James: Which leads me to my next question? LeBron Samuels is gearing up to challenge for the TV title. Do you think he has what it takes to not only win this title but be the only member of Bloody Karma with a title?

Christopher: First off James. I suggest you watch how you word your questions before we show you why you don’t mess with Karma. But to answer the question. LeBron Samuels has all the tools to become the new TV champion. We need someone to fill the hole in that title since Thunderbull shit on it all those months back. LeBron will do what no one has done, he will not only beat Karagious record but he will shatter Coldfire’s record as well… Mark my words, LeBron Samuels is the real deal and that my friend is why he is Bloody Karma!

James: Any plans for yourself, Christopher?

Christopher: Of course I have plans. I have plans to retake what was mine if you get my drift. I’d stay tuned to the following weeks of WEW television to see my plans come into play. Now if you’ll excuse me, LeBron has a match to win.

With that Christopher and LeBron left James to himself as the camera fades out…
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Timothy Rogers: The following contest is scheduled for one-fall!

'Paper Airplanes (Makeshift Wings)' hits the PA System, as the crowd has a mixed reaction. Kyle Bauer comes out onto the ramp, stopping to point out a few fans with Bauer posters.

Timothy Rogers: Making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at a 175 lbs…KYLE BAUER!!!

Kyle grins arrogantly, and the crowd responds with a lot of heat as he begins his way down the ramp, climbs up the steel steps, slides between the top and middle rope, and goes to one of the turnbuckles. Kyle climbs the middle turnbuckle, spreading his arms wide for the fans who go crazy. He then drops off, as his music begins to die off.

Everything is silent as the crowd begins to stare towards the entrance way out of anticipation of what is about to happen. The lights slowly begin to dim until the whole arena is pitch black. ‘Seven Nation Army’ begins to fill the arena as we see a shadowy figure emerge from behind the curtains. A single spotlight shines down on the man. Sven steps out in front of the crowd raising a single arm high into the air to a mixed reaction.

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent, from North Mankota, Minnesota, weighing in at a 233 lbs…SVEN!!!

Slowly Sven makes his way down towards the ring, stopping several times to stare out at the sea of fans. Once he is at ringside, Sven slides under the bottom rope and stands up, staring down Kyle Bauer as the house lights come back on.

Steve: Well folks, we’re going to see a match here between two young grapplers who are certainly hoping to reach the next level here in WEW.

Alex: No doubt about it. These guys are young, but you can’t deny their talent. This match should be explosive.

Steve: There’s the bell! Let’s get things started!

The bell rings and the two men lock up and Sven easily tosses Bauer down to the mat. Bauer gets back up quickly and goes on offence laying in a few punches and several vicious knife edge chops. Sven stumbles a little but comes back with a hard right hand that sends Bauer back to the mat. Before he has time to get up, Sven lays a few kicks into the back of him. He picks Bauer up to his knees before nailing him with a stiff club to the back. Sven picks Bauer up and locks in a Full Nelson, going for The Deadly Sin.

Steve: What’s this?! Sven is already going for his finishing manoeuvre.

Alex: Smart. He’s trying to get things over quickly here.

Kyle puts up a fight however and manages to struggle his way free. It doesn’t matter, however, because Sven hits a hard clothesline right to the back of Bauer. Sven bounces off the ropes and drops a knee to the back of the head. Kyle clutches the back of his neck as Sven lets out a small smirk. He goes to pick up Sven, but Kyle, from out of nowhere, rolls Sven up into a Small Package rollup. Sven quickly kicks out of it before the 1-count, though, and jumps to his face with a mixed look of shock and anger on his face. He goes for another clothesline, but Kyle ducks and starts in with more knife edge chops. He runs and bounces off of the ropes. Sven goes for another clothesline, but Kyle ducks and springboards off of the ropes with a moonsault. Sven, however, catches him in mid-air, perhaps going for an Oklahoma Slam, but Kyle squirms out of it and hits an impressive dropkick to the back of Sven which sends him through the ropes and out onto the floor.

Steve: Excellent move there by Kyle.

Alex: Bauer is giving up a lot of size here, but his athleticism has really helped here in the early goings.

Bauer leaps over the top rope nailing a picture-perfect plancha on Sven. Kyle lays a few kicks into Sven before picking him up and Irish Whipping him into the barricade. He chops Sven a few more times as Sven’s chest begins to turn a beat red. Kyle kicks him in the stomach and slides Sven back into the ring. Kyle slides in as well and bounces off of the ropes as Sven gets up, but Sven pulls a quick super kick out that sends Bauer down to the mat. Sven grabs Kyle by the head and locks in a sleeper hold for a few moments as Kyle appears to be fading.

Sven finally unlocks the sleeper as Kyle falls down to the mat. Sven picks Kyle up by the back of the neck and nails a hard Reverse Neck Breaker, as Sven covers.

1..

2...

No! Bauer manages to get his shoulder up, but it appears to just make Sven angry.

Steve: That was close Alex. We were one count away from this match being over.

Alex: But it’s not over Steve, and I have a feeling Kyle is not out of this yet.

Sven whips Kyle at the ropes, but Kyle comes back with a quick spear that takes his opponent down. Kyle quickly stands up and whips around delivering a standing moonsault to Sven.

1..

2...

No!! Sven throws Kyle off of him, stopping the count.

Steve: Looks like you were right Alex. Kyle still has some fight in him.

Kyle, wasting little time, runs over and leaps onto the top turnbuckle. Sven stands up and turns around just in time to receive an impressive cross body that sends him back down. Kyle runs at the ropes as Sven quickly gets up, and nails a short arm clothesline. Kyle points at the audience who give him a mixed reaction. Again, Kyle runs at the ropes as Sven gets up, but this time, Sven lifts Kyle up onto his shoulders and drives him to the mat with a vicious Death Valley Driver.

Alex: This kid is awesome. Look at that aggression. He just drove Bauer to the mat with emphasis.

Sven picks Bauer up but nails a short arm clothesline to send him right back down to the mat. Sven senses that he is clearly winning the match as he drag Kyle to his feet and sets him up in the Tree of Woe in the corner. Sven nails a few punches to Kyle’s ribs before walking all the way across the ring. Sven salutes the fans and receives the same reaction Kyle did. He then runs full force and dropkicks Kyle right in the face. Kyle falls to the mat sceaming in agony as Sven simply smirks.

Steve: Bauer is really taking a beating here.

Alex: True, but the match still isn’t over Steve. Have some faith in the man.

Steve: I have plenty of faith, Alex, but if this keeps up, Kyle is going to get hurt.

Sven brings Kyle to his feet and Irish Whips him towards the ropes. Kyle, however, comes back with a Tilt-A-Whirl Head-scissors that takes the bigger man down.

Steve: Where did that come from?!

Kyle and Sven both begin to get up at about the same pace. The both turn towards each other as Sven lays a punch into Kyle. Kyle fires back with a chop to Sven’s already red chest. They stand there for a few moments trading shots with one another.

Steve: Both men are up now and seem to be trading hit for hit.

Alex: Kyle’s a fighter Steve. He’s not done here.

Steve: No he’s not and even though there is nothing on the line in this match, both men are fighting like this is for the World Title. It’s amazing the athleticism of these two young athletes.

Sven finally gets the deciding hit as he sends Kyle to his knees with a stiff right hand. He nails in a few more hits to Kyle before dragging him back to his feet. Sven whips Kyle at the ropes and nails a Spinebuster Slam on Bauer. Sven picks Kyle up and goes for the Deadly Sin again, however Kyle wriggles out of it and pulls a quick Super Kick out that nails Sven right in his chin. Sven falls to the mat with a glazed expression on his face as Bauer climbs the turnbuckle. Sven gets to his feet and turn around only to be met with a Missile Dropkick by Kyle.

Kyle stands up knowing he now has the upper hand. He signals to the crowd that he is going to attempt his finishing manoeuvre. Kyle drags Sven to his feet and brings him over to the corner turnbuckle. Kyle jumps up and sits on the top rope, yelling at the fans. He then swings around and nails a Rising Sun Tornado DDT. Kyle quickly covers Sven.

1..

Kyle puts his feet on the second rope. The referee is oblivious.

2..

Steve: LOOK AT THAT REF!!!

No!! Sven kicks out right before the 3-count.

Steve: That was so close! I thought Bauer had him. Sven almost got cheated out of this match!

Kyle swears at the referee in anger. Sven is beginning to stir and Kyle takes another risk by climbing the top rope once more. Kyle goes for a Hurracanranna from the top rope, but Sven sees him and catches him in mid-air. He flips Bauer around on his shoulders and sets up for the Tombstone Piledriver. Sven falls to his knees as Bauer’s head bounces off of the canvas. Sven is not through yet though, as he brings Kyle to his feet and locks in a Full Nelson. The fans are in a frenzy as Sven leaps to the mat and hits The Deadly Sin on his third attempt. Sven covers and hooks the leg.

1..

2..

3!!

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner…SVEN!!!

Steve: What a move by Sven! That Deadly Sin finisher is devastating.

Alex: An impressive victory for the young man, but you have to take your hat off for Kyle Bauer. He put up a hell of a fight. Great match boys.

"Seven Nation Army" by White Stripes hits and the crowd are on there feet giving a Sven a mixed reaction as Sven gets to his feet, his arms lifted in celebration. Kyle lies on the mat, still not moving, as the ref raises Sven’s arm. Sven lets out a little smile as he steps between the ropes and exits the ring.
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The camera cuts to the backstage area, where we see the unbearably cute Laura Tidak holding a microphone in front of her push-up bra. The smooth skin on her lovely rack takes the attention of every male fan in the arena, cheering as Laura speaks in an excited tone. Her eyes betray her voice however, looking uncomfortably to the side, out of cameras view..

Laura: Hello WEW fans, Laura Tidak here with an exclusive interview! I'm standing next to the most controversial and unpredictable men in the WEW, two rough-riders who have just stormed into this federation despite Ben Harlums orders..

The crowd roar now, already knowing who she's talking about. Laura swallows down her fear, as she cautiously sideways glances at the two men out of cameras view. She musters up some courage and pushes her excitement level higher.

Laura: I'm, of course, talking with "Big" Ed Johnson and the Outlaws!

The camera now scans across to see both Gutter Rat and Leandro standing tall above the smaller build of Ed Johnson. Decked out in a white wife beater, stained with blood, The Rat Bastard rubs his chin and eyes Laura up and down. The giant El Mexicano Condena on the other hand is ready for battle, wearing his traditional black prison uniform with the sleeves torn off.. His long, wet hair hanging around his war-beaten face. Johnson is wearing a smug grin, but the intensity behind those eyes tells us that he's nowhere near over his recent nightmare. Ben Harlum buying the NLR. Laura Tidak dares to meet eyes with the Outlaws, but quickly finds herself looking down at Johnson..

Laura: You've got your official WEW debut as the Outlaws coming up tonight, against two WEW veterans Coldfire and Steve Hammond. Many people have been impacted by you roaming around the federation, breaking all the rules and having no regard for anyone's well being.. Are you afraid that Hammond and Coldfire are going to put an end to that tonight?

No emotion passes over Leandro's face, but Gutter Rat almost smiles with the last comment. Ed Johnson raises his eyebrows and wastes no time in grabbing the mic from Laura's hands.

Ed Johnson: Afraid? Afraid..? The only people that should be afraid right now are the families of Steve Hammond and Coldfire.. They should be deathly afraid that after tonight, their sole income will diminish, their lives will be changed forever, and their beloved family member will become nothing more than a drooling vegetable, barely able to put a simple sentence together like "The Outlaws owned me at Unexpected Arising"! And that's if they're lucky!

The crowd gets loud, roaring for the Outlaws as Ed Johnson now ignores Laura altogether and stares deep into the camera lens. The intensity in Johnson's eyes rises, as both of his Outlaws remain silent behind him.

Ed Johnson: You see, this has nothing to do with Hammond and Coldfire. The Outlaws have stormed into the WEW for reasons far greater than annihilating two pathetic men like you.. No, these two bloodthirsty maniacs are here to teach the WEW, every wrestler in the back, every chimp behind the scenes, and especially Ben Harlum a very valuable lesson. And that lesson is simply; You don't fuck with what you can't destroy. Every week, every Cyberslam and every damn Pay-Per-View, the entire federation will keep feeling the devastation that the Outlaws wreak. Until both El Mexicano Condena and the Rat Bastard are standing on top of a bloodied, twitching pile of WEW soldiers, the carnage will never stop! Oh, it's gonna be a long class, kids.. So make sure you pack a lunch, and are ready to learn.

The entire arena rumbles with the high-pressured and enraged words of Ed Johnson, and just as you think it's all over, the clever and cunning bastard hits you with a bombshell..

Ed Johnson: After my two criminals completely shatter the skulls of your WEW veterans, I am going to give anyone in the back a chance for revenge.. That's right, boys and girls. "Big" Ed Johnson is laying an open challenge down, for anyone out there who believes they have what it takes to play Marshall and shoot down the Outlaws. Anyone at all.. This is your chance. From the top of the ladder, to the lowest rung, to anywhere in between.. Arson, Samuels, Karagious, Baldwin, fucking Flashman if he feels up to it!

The crowd get real loud with the mention of these names, but Johnson doesn't stop..

Ed Johnson: Cyberslam is your chance.. The Outlaws will be waiting.. Waiting to see whose eager to jump the queue, and be sacrificed by these insane convicts next.

With that, Ed Johnson lazily tosses the microphone away and heads off down the hallway. Both Leandro and Gutter Rat silently follow, their monstrous frames dwarfing anything and everything that surrounds them.
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Steve: Harlum must be happy now, Alex, he knows his purchase of NLR has gotten to the former owner, Ed Johnson!

Alex: To Be Honest with you, the least said about those two scumbags, the better.

Steve: Well, next we have two newcomers who have really made an impact here in the Worldwide Entertainment Wrestling, it’s Justin Sane taking on Joker. Who do you think will get the win?

Alex: I’m rooting for Justin Sane. Many people say that their names describe their attitude and that’s right with Justin … his name says it all – he is just insane.

Steve: Well I’m going to have to disagree with you my friend. Joker has the weight and size edge and he could use these factors to get the win tonight.

Alex: Friend?

The camera briefly scans around the jam-packed crowd who are going crazy and are still cheering after the last match-up. They are seen waving their posters of: “Rob Arson: Next WEW World Champ!” and lots of other signs for their favourite WEW superstars. The camera then finally goes over to Timothy Rogers who is awaiting silence from the sold-out crowd to call out the wrestlers for the next match. He holds the microphone up to his mouth and begins to speak.

Timothy Rogers: The next match is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring from Pawtucket, Rhode Island, he stands at six feet three inches and weighs in at two hundred and thirty four pounds … he is, Justin Sane!

The camera looks towards the entrance tunnel beside the ‘Cyber-Tron’. Suddenly, the lights go out and a faded blue light circles the arena. This is followed by "Cowboy" - Kid Rock blasting throughout the arena. The word "Cowboy" is then said twice. Fireworks blast as Justin Sane appears on the stage looking around smirking as the fans boo. He is wearing black tights with a blue stripe going down either side. On the back of them, it has written Justin’s name.

Steve: Well … I guess he hasn’t made a good start in his career here in WEW.

Alex: What do you mean?

Steve: These fans aren’t on his side.

Alex: Who cares about these fans! I like his style.

Justin Sane strolls down the ramp cockily. Before heading up the steel stairs, he turns around at a little boy who is sitting in the front row of the crowd behind the steel barricade. Sane goes towards him and yells the words: “Don’t mess with me … I’m JUST INSANE!” He then climbs up the steel stairs and goes onto the ring apron. He turns around to face the fans and once he does so, gives them a smirk. He then climbs through the ropes. He climbs up the turnbuckle and raises his hands in the air. As he raises his hands in the air, on the opposite side of the ring, fireworks blast and Justin Sane smiles. He hops down and walks around as his music fades out and he waits for his opponent, Joker, to make his entrance. Timothy Rogers, who is obviously disturbed by Justin Sane’s cocky attitude, heads over into the centre of the ring to call out the next competitor.

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent … Joker!

“Partyman” by Prince echoes around the arena. Joker is seen walking onto the stage. He glances around at the audience before aiming his attention at the ring. He heads down the ramp.

Steve: Now I’ve been watching this guy closely recently on Cyber Slam and he gives me the creeps! Nonetheless, he’s a great wrestler.

Joker heads up the steel stairs. As the spotlight bounces off his pale face and brightens the green highlights in his hair, Joker takes off his hat and suit jacket. He drops it in the ring as ring crew pull it out. He then clenches hold of the top rope and leans down, staring a hole through his opponent Justin Sane.

Timothy Rogers heads out of the ring as the referee signals to the bell.

Once the bell is heard, both Justin Sane and Joker head to the centre of the ring. They both stare intensely into each other’s eyes. Justin Sane then slowly pulls away backwards to the turnbuckle. Joker remains in the centre of the ring, waiting for his opponent, Justin Sane to make the first move. He looks like a predator stalking its prey and waiting for the right time to go in for the kill and pounce on it. Sane then circles around Joker for a moment, waiting for the opportunity to go for the attack. He rubs his hands together and then runs in and grapples Joker.

Steve: Both Joker and Justin Sane are making their first ever appearance at a WEW Pay-Per View, so they’ll be both looking for a victory to start off their records on Pay-Per View.

Joker uses his slight weight advantage to push Sane into the turnbuckle. Sane glances over to the referee to try and persuade him to pull Joker away from him. He makes a gesture to the referee official, who comes over to split the two up. As he briefly gives Joker a few words, Sane uses his quick thinking to use this to his advantage and so does, with a thumb to the eyes of Joker.

Alex: You know Steve, Joker has a slight weight advantage and height advantage over Justin Sane, which he just showed to push Sane into the corner.

Steve: You’re right. Joker is one pound heavier than Justin and one inch taller.

Alex: I know … there’s not much between them which means that this match-up has all the makings to a great contest.

Sane follows up with his thumb to the eye with a knee to the gut of Joker. He has a sign of no remorse on his face. Sane then attempts to hit a belly-to-belly on Joker but Joker snaps out of it. Sane shows his fear of Joker by running out of the ring. Joker shouts at him to get him back in the ring. The referee begins a count. Joker finally shows he’s had enough and goes out of the ring to chase Justin. Justin runs around the ring before rolling back into the ring. Joker follows him in but only falls to Justin’s plan. This allows Justin Sane to drop some elbows to the back of the head of Joker.

Steve: This guy is quite a dirty wrestler. It shows he would go to any means to get the victory tonight.

Alex: His style is more of a technician compared to Joker, who prefers brawling.

Joker shrugs off the elbows and shows that it has no effect on him by standing up and looking Justin in the face. Justin looks shocked at the fact that at doesn’t hurt him. Justin runs to the ropes and hits a clothesline on Joker. However, this too has no effect on the bizarre Joker. He tries once again but it has the same result. He looks around at the crowd who rally behind Joker. Sane runs to the ropes with more momentum this time but only meets a clothesline from Joker. Joker then hits a few elbows of his own. This is followed by a leg-drop on Sane’s neck. Joker then picks him up and hits a sidewalk slam. He hits another and then hits a standing suplex on Justin Sane.

Steve: This Joker looks pretty good.

Alex: Well we don’t know much about him but we do know that he’s no joke when it comes to wrestling. Get it? No joke … clowns joke … Joker’s a joker … he’s a clown and a wrestler too … no?

Steve: No.

Sane looks up at Joker who is determined to inflict more of an assault on Justin Sane. Sane then rolls out of the ring for a break.

Steve: Looks like Justin Sane wants a bit of a breather. He should have thought about that before messing with Joker back on Cyber Slam a few weeks ago.

Joker pretends to head out of the ring. Justin, who tries to lure Joker into the same trap again, runs around the ring thinking Joker is after him, but this time, Joker knows better. Instead, Sane runs straight into a flying cross body off the top rope from Joker. The crowd roar.

Alex: Wow! Did you just see that collision?!

Steve: Sure did! This Joker is pretty agile for someone who stands at six feet four inches and weighs over two hundred and thirty pounds!

Alex: You know I said that I think Justin Sane is gonna get the win tonight …

Steve: … yeah …

Alex: … well I kinda change my mind.

Steve: I knew you would. You can’t … I’m rooting for Joker. And I thought you said that Justin is ‘just insane’?

Alex: You know … I’m gonna stick with Justin. You know what they say, it’s not over ‘till the fat lady sings, and I can’t see your mum out here tonight.

Steve: Idiot!

Joker rolls in the ring and back out again to break the referee’s count which was on six and continues to inflict damage to the body of Justin Sane. He throws wild punches to the head of Justin. Justin hits a cheap shot to the kidney of Joker and goes to send him to the steel stairs. However, Joker reverses it, causing Justin Sane to go shoulder-first into the unforgiving steel stairs. Sane crashes off of them and rolls on the floor in pure agony and pain, nearly writhing and crying in pain. Joker slams Sane’s head into the stairs. He then lifts him above his head, showing his strength, and drops him ribs first into the padded barricade. Joker then rolls Justin back into the ring and heads into it himself.

Steve: Joker is really taking it to Justin here tonight. I think he may have just wiped off Justin’s cocky smirk.

Alex: Justin Sane is a very talented man. He’s proven that numerous times in the past … he proved it at the beginning of this feud with Joker, he’s proven it to Khris Young and wrestled “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels to the very edge and nearly got the win. I mean, how many people can say they’ve done that? I know Doomsday and Wildfire won’t be able too.

Justin Sane sits up on his knees and begs Joker to stop. Joker looks around at the crowd who yell ‘No!’ Joker takes their advice and slaps the taste right out of Justin Sane’s mouth. Justin falls face first on the canvas of the ring. Joker then walks over to the broken torso of Justin but Justin, who was obviously playing possum after the slap, manages to bring Joker down with a drop toehold. He follows this up with a knee to the ankle. He attempts to work on Joker’s ankle but Joker pushes him off. As Justin’s on the floor, Joker climbs up the top rope.

Steve: Joker’s already shown he’s lethal on the turnbuckle. Will he do it again?

Alex: Come on Justin! Get up! Get out of the way!

As Joker’s on the top rope, Justin launches his body to Joker’s already worked on ankle, causing Joker to nearly fall off. Justin then goes to hit a belly-to-belly suplex on Joker and this time succeeds.

Steve: Oh my God! A belly-to-belly suplex off of the top rope!

Justin Sane then continues his attack by delivering a snap suplex. He hits another one and hits one more. Justin gets up and yells out “I’m JUST INSANE!” and releases a smirk. He then continues to work down on Joker’s ankle, locking in a hold on it.

Steve: The turning point of this match has surely been when Justin Sane has started working on Joker’s ankle. Justin has quite a good history when it comes to winning matches. He worked his way up the ladder at his previous federation WIP where, only at the age of 21, was in line for a World title shot after just one month with the company. He done the same in another promotion he’s worked with – EWE – but unfortunately suffered an injury and failed to capture any gold there after one year out of the business. However, he did win the Tag Team Titles at RWA and is aiming to get some gold around his waist here in the WEW. He’s still only 25!

Alex: Well a win here will really up his chances of doing so.

Steve: You’re right. These two have really proved that they have the potential to be stars in the Continental title division and the match isn’t even over yet. There’s no doubt whoever gets the victory will push themselves in front of other contenders in the Continental title rankings to be in line for a shot very soon and who knows, they may even go on to capture bigger prizes here.

Justin Sane continues to keep the pressure on Joker. He delivers some vicious chops to the chest of Joker, which echo a sickening sound around the entire arena. The repeated and continuously chops cause Joker to go to the ropes. Sane then sends him to the opposite ropes. Sane attempts a dropkick but wisely, Joker holds onto the ropes and puts the breaks on. Sane then runs towards him but Joker gives him a head butt. Joker then goes to the outside of the apron and flips over the ropes, hitting a hurricarana on Sane. Sane manages to get up to his feet with the help of the ropes and throws a wild clothesline attempt at Joker who tries to continue his quick counter attack. Joker ducks the attempt and gives Sane a clothesline of his own. Sane once again uses the ropes to help get himself up. Joker then runs to Sane with the intention of delivering his size eleven boot into his face. Somehow, Sane’s intelligence allows him to realise this and bends down, not only avoiding the big boot attempt but sending nearly sending Joker to the outside of the ring because of the intensity he ran with. Sane then flips Joker over the top rope.

Alex: Are these guys cruiserweights?

Steve: Nope Alex, they’re WEW Superstars and therefore, they put their lives on the line for these fans.

Alex: Well I’m sure they’re impressed, I am.

Sane drops to his knees in the ring, showing how much effort he is putting into this match. Meanwhile, Joker rolls back into the ring. He has his arms behind his back as if he has a weapon of some sort, which he may have got from under the apron whilst on the outside of the ring. Sane, who looks rather cautious, approaches him slowly. Joker then pulls it out. It is a flower. He gives it to Sane. Sane looks at it and suddenly, water burst out splashing straight into Sane’s face. Joker smiles as the crowd laugh.

Steve: Haha! Did you just see that?

Alex: He’s a freak!

Steve: He’s not a freak, he’s a clown. That’s what clowns do!

Sane, who obviously did not take the joke well, rips the flower up and stamps on it. Joker, who is still laughing, is unaware of the fact that Sane is approaching him. Sane then jams the flower into Joker’s mouth and begins throwing forearms to the head of Joker. He then sends him to the turnbuckle with such impact; it causes Joker to walk forward. Sane then connects with a highflying move of his own, a flying clothesline – showing his ability of speed. As Joker gets up, Sane stalks him and drives in with a DDT, crashing Joker’s head into the ring mat. Justin then picks up the hurt body of Joker and snaps in a side headlock into a sleeper. The referee checks on Joker to see if he wants to submit or has passed out.

Steve: This may be it for Joker. He has withheld some powerful moves here tonight. First that huge belly-to-belly suplex off of the top rope and then that flip onto the outside.

The referee continues to check on Joker, whose eyes close. The ref then lifts his arm and drops it, signalling to the crowd, time-keeper and ring announcer, Timothy Rogers, that it has fell once. He does it once again and once again, Joker’s arm falls helplessly to the mat. He holds up two fingers and shows it to the crowd. The referee lifts Joker’s arm up once again and lets go of it but this time, Joker holds his arm up in the air. His arm, which is shaking, begins to point to the crowd. The crowd, who rally one hundred per cent behind Joker, cause Joker to get back up on one knee. He then manages to get up onto both feet. Justin, who can see that Joker is regaining his strength, decides to break the hold and runs over to the ropes with Joker, aiming to hit a pre-meditated bulldog. However, Joker’s strength allows him to over-power the lighter Justin Sane and shoves him to the turnbuckle, hitting a bulldog of his own. Joker then looks around at the crowd, possibly indicating that the end is near and holds his arm up in a sign of thank and appreciation. However, Sane notices that Joker is not concentrating and focussing on him and runs shoulder-first into the back of Joker’s knee.

Steve: That’s why they say; you should never take your eyes off of your opponent. It can be so costly.

Justin Sane then continues to work on Joker’s already hurt right ankle. He drives a number of knees into it. He then goes to lock in the figure four-leg lock but somehow, Joker counters the attack. Joker, who is back on his feet but limping, goes for a spear but just in time, Sane manages to stop Joker and puts him in between his legs for a piledriver. Sane’s cocky and arrogant smile returns on his face now he is in control of the match. However, it is quickly removed as Joker lifts Justin Sane up and over his head. Joker then hits a thunderous shoulder barge into Sane. He hits another one and as Sane gets back up slowly, he hits one more. Joker then goes behind Justin Sane, watching his every move. As Justin Sane turns around, he turns right into the Acid Flower.

Steve: This could be it! It’s the Acid Flower and you know what this equals … one, two, three.

Alex: No! Come on Justin! You can do it!

Once in the position for Joker’s signature finishing move, Justin just about manages to block it by pushing Joker away. Justin thinks he has got rid of Joker but is mistaken by Joker jumping and getting him back into the Acid Flower position. This time he connects it.

Steve: Justin saw Joker’s flower earlier and this time, he meets Joker’s acid flower.

Justin drops on the floor. Joker then goes for the cover.

One …

Two …

Justin just manages to get a shoulder up.

Steve: Man, how close was that! It’s okay Alex … you can remove your hands from over your eyes, Justin kicked out.

Joker appears in total shock that Justin Sane managed to get a shoulder up. Justin, however, uses probably what is his last burst of energy in a suicidal and move out of desperation by hitting the Acid Flower on Joker.

Steve: What?! Justin Sane just hit the Acid Flower! He sure is insane!

The two then drop to the mat, looking lifeless and out cold. The crowd cheer on as they witness this great match from two great athletes. The referee begins to count them both.

One …

Two …

Three …

Four …

Justin slowly turns around and glances over at Joker. He looks like he is about to go for the cover but decides to try and get up.

Five …

Six …

Joker uses the ropes to get back and Justin is now up as well. They both charge at each other with the hope of hitting a clothesline. They both collide with each other and both bodies drop to the canvas once again. The referee looks at them both and shrugs. He then decides to count once again.

One …

Two …

Three …

This time on three, they both are up. Joker makes the first attack by attempting to take Justin’s head off with a punch but Justin ducks the attempt and connects with a German Suplex. Sane sees that Joker is nearly out cold and uses his intelligence to lock in the figure four leg lock.

Steve: Joker didn’t tap in the sleeper but he may in the figure four leg lock. His ankle is already hurting.

Sane screams out aloud as Joker nearly rips his hair out of his head in pain. Joker then goes to turn over on Justin, to cause the pain to be on Justin.

Alex: Uh oh! Don’t let him turnover Justin!

Joker uses his last ounce of strength in him and manages to turn over on Justin. However, Justin once again uses his intelligence by rolling out before Joker can lock the figure four in. Justin then connects with The Justin Joint, a modified ankle lock – due to his technical ability. Joker screams aloud in pain. After about a minute in the hold, Joker stretches out and is about one millimetre away from the bottom rope.

Steve: Can he get the rope?

Joker releases a loud scream and manages to grab hold of the rope. The referee tells Justin to release the hold and after about a few more seconds, Justin obeys the referee’s instructions due to him getting disqualified if he didn’t. Justin then helps Joker up and puts him straight into the Justin Drop.

Steve: This could be it!

Alex: That’s it! After this, it’s history. This is all she wrote!

Justin yanks Joker up and lands him hard on his head. He then goes for the cover.

One …

Two …

Joker just manages to kick out.

Steve: He kicked out! I can’t believe it! These two are truly putting on a display of pure and utter heart.

Alex: How the hell can he kick out of that?!

Justin looks totally bemused. He slams his hands on the ring canvas and lifts Joker up into the position for the Justin Drop once again. Justin lifts Joker up and despite Joker’s attempts of countering it, he just hasn’t got the strength to anymore and he is dropped hard on his head once again. Justin smiles and looks around as if to say “this is it”. He covers Joker.

One …

Two …

Joker manages to put his leg on the bottom rope. Justin, who believes he has got the win, throws his arms into the air victoriously. However, the referee goes over to Justin and shows him that Joker has got his leg on the bottom rope.

Alex: He’s done it! Justin Sane has defeated Joker!

Steve: No! No he hasn’t! Joker’s got his foot on the bottom rope.

Alex: What?!

Steve: JOKER’S GOT HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM RO …

Alex: I know, I heard you. I just can’t believe it. What do you have to do to keep this joker down damn it!

Justin Sane continues to argue his case that Joker put his foot on the rope late. This buys Joker some time. He slowly gets back up to his feet. The crowd cheer him on. Justin realises why the crowd are cheering and turns around into a Justin Drop from Joker.

Steve: He’s gonna hit a Joker Drop!

However, Joker just hasn’t got the strength left in him to lift Justin up and falls onto his bad ankle. Justin then smirks as he goes to hit the Justin Drop. He connects it.

One …

Two …

Three!

Justin Sane releases a slight sigh as the referee goes over to him and lifts his arm up. Timothy Rogers then heads into the ring as "Cowboy" by Kid Rock hits the PA system.

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner … Justin Sane!

The camera has a shot of Justin Sane celebrating on the turnbuckle with Joker in the centre of the ring holding his injured ankle and hurt head after suffering three Justin Drops at the hands of Justin Sane. Sane then goes over to Ring Announcer – Timothy Rogers and grabs the microphone off of him.

Steve: I wonder what he’s got to say.

Justin Sane: CUT THE DAMN MUSIC!

The fans boo as his music cuts and Justin smirks and begins to talk.

Justin Sane: What did I tell ya!? HUH!? WHAT DID I TELL YA!? I told each and every one of you that Justin Sane would be the next number one contender for the Continental Championship! And look at me now...I'll be going on to face whoever wins Caged Raged! So Alex Roma ... Jack Heart ... whichever one of you wins later tonight, prepare for me because I'm not one to be taken lightly...

Justin Sane smirks...

Justin Sane: Just ask Joker.

Justin begins laughing as the fans boo him and Justin's new theme; "Trash" by Korn begins to play throughout the arena. With that, the camera heads over to the main announcer Steve Patterson and his broadcast colleague Alex Irvine at the commentary booth.

Steve: Well there you have it! It may have taken Justin three Justin Drops and the Acid Flower but he’s got the win here tonight over his rival Joker. Where will these two go next?

Alex: I’m not sure Steve but you guys better not go anywhere. We’ve still got plenty more left including the Television title being on the line in a Triple Threat match, it’s “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels taking on Doomsday and Wildfire.

Steve: Oh but that’s not it! We’ve still got the Caged Rage Tag titles match, the Continental Title being in the line when the Champion Alex Roma takes on former Tag Team Partner Jack Heart and the WEW World Heavyweight Title is on the line when Flashman takes on a man who is probably his biggest challenge yet, it’s the man they call Rob Arson!
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The camera is situated somewhere backstage in the arena. It appears to be inside a WEW Superstar’s locker room. The shot is currently on the wrestler’s feet. He is heard mumbling something to himself, but we are unaware of what he is saying and cannot catch the person’s voice to find out who it is. Nonetheless, the camera remains on the wrestler’s boots. They are plain black boots.

Alex: Who’s that?

Steve: I’m not sure Alex but I think he’s preparing himself for a match later tonight.

The camera slowly goes up. We see the wrestler’s kneepads. They, too, are black but have a red border going around them. He has them on both knees. The camera slowly goes up a little more. We see the man’s thighs and then it finally reaches his pants. He is wearing pants matching his kneepads, which are plain black with a red border going around it. They probably have the wrestler’s name on it but they are presumably on the back of the pants. So, therefore, we still do not know who this man is.

Alex: Recognise those pants?

Steve: Nope!

The camera finally scans up a little more. We see the man’s well-oiled and muscular-looking body. He has a tattoo on his arm but we cannot see what it reads. The camera continues to go up as we finally see the man’s face. The crowd uproar into loud and deafening boos.

Alex: It’s “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels!

Steve: Yep … the man who will be wrestling in mere moments against Doomsday and Wildfire for the Vacant Television Title.

Samuels, who is sitting down on a bench, releases a cocky, arrogant smirk. He then continues putting on his wristbands. Suddenly, the sound of his locker room door opening is heard. This causes Samuels to look towards the door in shock, to see who it is. Samuels’s face of surprise slowly turns into his usual look of pure arrogance. He smiles as the camera goes over to reveal who it is. The crowd uproar into another chorus of boos.

Alex: This is getting even better; it’s the leader of ‘The Bloody Karma’, Mr. Christopher Xavier.

Samuels gets up and hugs Christopher Xavier, who has a ‘Bloody Karma’ t-shirt on. The two then begin to speak.

Christopher Xavier: Sup man! Thought I’d pop in a say hello and give you a little pep talk. You ready for your match?

Samuels chuffs as he replies.

LeBron: I was born ready!

Christopher laughs. He then sits beside Samuels, who takes a seat back on the bench and continues to put on his black and red wristbands.

Christopher Xavier: Well I better go get ready to get the champagne ready. Oh and by the way, bring that gold home to ‘The Bloody Karma’ … where it belongs!

LeBron: I will man.

The two smile at each other as Former Worldwide Entertainment Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, Christopher Xavier heads out of the door.

Steve: How cocky is LeBron?

Alex: He’s not cocky, he’s confident. And he’s allowed to be that cocky when he can back it up with his ability in the ring. His stats show that, he’s unbeaten this year.

Now Samuels has finished doing his wristbands, he bends over and ties up his laces for his boots. Suddenly, the sound of his door opening is heard once again. Samuels looks up and smiles. The camera glances around his locker room to the door, to see who it is this time. The crowd release an orchestra of boos at the sight of LeBron’s father, Randy “Showtime” Samuels Junior.

Alex: Now it’s Randy “Showtime” Samuels Junior!

Steve: Former World Champion in many federations and father and manager of LeBron, Randy “Showtime” Samuels Junior. It’s pretty ironic we’re seeing him actually; he’s the man who helped win LeBron a shot at the Television title.

Alex: Oh he didn’t help LeBron … he just made sure LeBron got the win. LeBron had it covered all along.

LeBron gets up once again and goes over and shakes hands with his father. He smiles at him as he begins to speak.

"Showtime": Hey! How’s it going son?

LeBron: I’m alright.

"Showtime": I was just walking by and thought I’d show you my new t-shirt.

Randy takes off his jacket to reveal his t-shirt. It is a black t-shirt with a picture of his son, “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels. Below the picture, in big bold gold writing are the words – WEW Television Champion “The Notorious” LeBron Samuels. The crowd boo once again, this time, much louder.

"Showtime": You like it?

LeBron: Sure do man!

"Showtime": Well make it true tonight out there boy. I’m gonna go and meet you at the gorilla position. Oh and one other thing … bring that title home to The Samuels Family, where it belongs!

Randy sniggers as LeBron smiles back at him. He then leaves. Samuels releases a slight humph as he attempts to do up his laces once again.

LeBron: Man … who next?

Samuels glances over at the door and then looks back at his boots to do up his laces. The camera then heads back to the commentary booth where announcer, Steve Patterson, is joint with his broadcast partner, Alex Irvine.
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Steve: Well there’s quite a lot of pressure on LeBron winning tonight. Do you think he’ll do it?

Alex: Sure! If it were Ramon Fabiante, he would have won. Now it’s Doomsday and Wildfire, it doesn’t change the fact that he’ll still get the win.

Timothy Rogers: The following Triple Threat Match is scheduled for one fall. And is for the vacated WEW Television Championship!

Steve: Here we go Alex. Finally we will get a Television Champion.

Alex: It really is about time Steve.

Timothy Rogers: Introducing first, weighing in at 310 pounds, from New York City – The Deadly One – Doomsday!

‘You Know You're Right’ by Nirvana hits the speakers Doomsday steps out towards the ramp and smiles his sadistic smile to the audience. He takes one step upon the ramp and stands there for a few seconds, then roars out to the crowd as fire explodes behind him. He walks to the ring and climbs up the ropes to enter the ring. Doomsday moves into the centre of the ring and stares toward the back.

Steve: Doomsday looks focused tonight Alex.

Alex: He’s going to decimate tonight I can feel it.

Timothy Rogers: The next participant, weighing in at 198 pounds, from Pittsburgh – The Hooded Renegade – Wildfire!

‘Letters To You’ by Finch opens out loudly across the arena and the fans have mix reactions as lights begin to beam around the CyberTron. After a few seconds Wildfire spills through the curtains feeling pumped up, adrenaline spinning. He walks onto stage and stands central, doing the coffin pose, folding one arm over the other before releasing them and pointing guns towards the ring. He walks slowly down the ramp, his tribal hooded jacket hanging over his head. He climbs up the steps and walks along the apron and lets the hood drop releasing his finger guns from the coffin pose once again. He climbs over the rope and gives his opponent a shifty look before rolling his head from one side to the other. He takes his jacket it off and tosses it outside the ring and then stares at Doomsday across the ring.

Alex: Easily the next Champion Steve.

Steve: What? But didn’t you…Never mind. Yes he very well could be.

Timothy Rogers: The Final participant, weighing in at 256 pounds, from Houston Texas, being accompanied by Randy ‘Showtime’ Samuels – The Notorious – LeBron Samuels!

The arena goes into complete darkness as silence covers the entire arena. Suddenly, a loud gunshot is heard. This is followed by an evil grin, as a drum roll is heard. Fireworks and pyres blast off in all directions as “Notorious” by Notorious B.I.G hits the PA System. Confetti begins to fall from the ceiling of the arena, as if some sort of celebrity is making his entrance. Strobe lighting effects begin as a coat of thick grey fog and mist rises from the top of the entrance ramp. Randy Samuels is first out onto the stage only to be soon outdone. Samuels is wearing his ring attire, with a red robe on top with the words ‘Notorious’ on the back, underneath a crown. On his way down the entrance ramp to the ring, Samuels taunts the fans as they jeer him and hurl insults at him. A chorus and orchestra of loud boos are heard as Samuels struts and strolls up the steel stairs and gets up onto each of the four turnbuckles and smirks to the crowd. Samuels does his usual cocky pose for praise in the centre of the ring as the crowd begin ‘Samuels Sucks’ chants repeatedly and continuously.

Alex: He should have been introduced as the next TV Champion Steve.

Steve: Can’t you just pick one person to go for?

Alex: I did. I told you who I thought would be Champion. And I’m not going to be wrong.

Steve: Idiot.

Randy Samuels resides on the outside as LeBron stands in the middle of the ring staring at either man on either side. Both men move slowly over to LeBron about to attack him. LeBron backs out of the middle of the ring holding up his hands innocently as the two begin to stalk him into the corner. Wildfire lunges, but to his left slamming a fist into the gut of Doomsday. LeBron immediately dives in with kicks to Doomsday, as both men begin to team the bigger man. The two push him into the corner and work on him. LeBron pulls Doomsday out by the arm and arm whips it. LeBron takes control with a Wristlock which causes Doomsday to bend over quite a bit. Wildfire hits the ropes and slams a elbow into the shoulder joint of Doomsday putting more pressure on the arm.

Alex: I gotta say, a perfect way to get the big man down, focusing on that arm, makes Doomsday unable to perform those big man moves of his.

Wildfire continues putting pressure on the arm, pushing Doomsday to the ground as LeBron keeps the arm twisted. Doomsday goes to the ground and Wildfire puts a boot in his back to keep him down as LeBron raises an elbow and drops it onto the shoulder of Doomsday. LeBron rolls out of the way, as Wildfire puts his free boot on the hand of Doomsday keeping it still and glued to the mat. Wildfire lifts his other boot out of the back of Doomsday, brings it up and sends it crashing down onto the shoulder again. Wildfire pulls Doomsday to his feet and pushes him into the corner. Wildfire wraps the arm of Doomsday around the top rope and twisted with the second rope. LeBron backs back and runs sending all his body weight into the arm. Doomsday screams as his arm is wrenched again.

LeBron unties the arm of Doomsday and puts him into the ropes and whips him off. As Doomsday comes back LeBron hits an Arm Drag and sends Doomsday crashing to the mat. Doomsday gets back to his feet and Wildfire takes him down with an Arm Drag. Doomsday still gets to his feet and LeBron hits him again with an Arm Drag. Doomsday rolls up onto his feet only to be taken down with an Arm Drag from Wildfire. Who this time holds onto the arm with an arm lock. LeBron moves in and stomps the shoulder while Doomsday is in the hold. Wildfire pulls Doomsday up to his feet and pulls the arm up into a Hammerlock and then uses his free hand to grab the head of Doomsday from behind. Wildfire drops with the arm being driven right into his knee. Wildfire takes the cover.

1…

2…

LeBron pulls Wildfire off of Doomsday.

Steve: That's the wonders of a triple threat match, folks!

Wildfire gets up to his feet and blocks the right hand from LeBron and sends one straight to the jaw. LeBron staggers as Wildfire hits the ropes and comes charging. LeBron drops with a Drop Toe Hold and Wildfire eats the mat. Wildfire pushes up to his all fours. LeBron runs to him and leaps over him with a roll up, 1…2…Wildfire kicks out. Both men roll to their feet and LeBron catches Wildfire lifting him up and dropping him with a Spinebuster. LeBron pushes himself up to his feet. LeBron stomps Wildfire for a bit and then pulls him up to his feet. LeBron pulls the doubled over Wildfire in, and then lifts him up quickly with a Snap Powerbomb and plants him, holding on with a pin.

1…

2…

Wildfire kicks out.

Alex: I thought he had it!

LeBron pulls Wildfire to his feet and puts him into the ropes. LeBron chops the chest of Wildfire and then whips him off. LeBron launches with a lariat, Wildfire slides under the lariat and springs up to his feet. LeBron turns and Wildfire Drop Kick’s him sending him to the mat. LeBron begins getting back up and Wildfire runs to the ropes only to go face first into the mat as Randy Samuels trips him from the outside. Randy acts innocent as the ref begins confronting him. LeBron grabs Wildfire and pulls him up to his feet and hits a Vertical Suplex.

Steve: Beautiful Vertical Suplex Right There!

LeBron moves up onto his feet with a cocky smile, only to have it wiped off his face with a Big Boot from Doomsday planting LeBron to the mat. Doomsday manoeuvres his shoulder around a bit to get the blood flowing back in it. He bends down pulling LeBron to his feet and then whipping him off the ropes to put an elbow in his chest. LeBron goes flying through the air and hits the mat. He tries to roll to the outside but Doomsday has him by the foot and pulls him back to the centre of the ring. Doomsday stomps the chest of LeBron and digs his heel in. Doomsday bends down and pulls LeBron by the hair and lifts him up on his shoulders, he taunts the crowd a bit before dropping with a Samoan Drop. Doomsday holds for a pin.

1…

2…

LeBron shoots the shoulder off the mat.

Doomsday gets up and pulls LeBron to his feet. He grabs him with both hands and throws him sending him crashing into Wildfire as he tries to stand. Both of them fall to the mat. Doomsday pulls both men up to their feet and places them into the corner. Doomsday sets them up putting the boots into LeBron which goes through to hurt Wildfire. Doomsday backs back and then comes running in big Lariat to the corner, which almost takes both men’s heads off. LeBron drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Wildfire however is stuck in the corner. Doomsday moves in with a big knee to the gut of Wildfire and he stands huddled over clutching on to the top rope with one hand to stay on his feet.

Alex: Is Wildfire a rag-doll tonight or what?!

Doomsday moves in and hooks the legs of Wildfire and lifts him up with a Sidewalk Slam to drop him straight down onto his back. Doomsday stands up and Wildfire rolls onto his back. Doomsday raises his elbow high and drops it straight across the upper back of Wildfire. Wildfire rolls away grabbing at his back. Doomsday moves over and stops him from exiting the ring. Doomsday pulls him up to his feet and Wildfire begins fighting back with some quick kicks to the legs, and taking him down to his knees. Wildfire runs to the ropes and springs off the second rope with a Lionsault. Wildfire collides into Doomsday, but Doomsday catches him. Doomsday goes to both feet and moves Wildfire into position and drops him onto his knee with a Backbreaker. Doomsday looks around the crowd as he raises back to full height still holding on to Wildfire. Doomsday drops Wildfire onto his knee again and stretches him for a little bit.

Wildfire refuses to give up, and Doomsday wraps his arms around him and lifts him up for a third time, showing his impressive strength. LeBron is up top though and launches off with a Cross Body. He crashes into Doomsday, who catches him as well. Doomsday holds both men and then brings them both crashing down straight to the mat with a Double Front Slam. Both Wildfire and LeBron roll away from each other grabbing their bodies as Doomsday rises to his feet and taunts the crowd. Doomsday picks up Wildfire and Gorilla Presses him up and then throws him over the top rope and he goes crashing into the thin mats on the outside.

Steve: Holy Crap, Look at that strength shown by Doomsday!

Doomsday grabs LeBron and pulls him to his feet. Doomsday shoves LeBron into the corner and sends a Chop into his chest with echoes around the arena. Doomsday pulls him out of the corner and whips him flying across the ring chest first into the corner. LeBron falls back to the mat from impact. LeBron rolls over onto his stomach and tries to push himself to his feet. Doomsday stands in the other corner and taunts him as he slowly rises to his feet. Doomsday comes charging in with the Spear. LeBron avoids the Spear and Doomsday goes crashing into the corner and stumbles out of it. LeBron hooks his arms and turns him around and drops with the Samuels Shocker. LeBron smiles as he moves over for the cover.

1…

2…

A foot from Doomsday goes up onto the bottom rope and the ref breaks the count.

LeBron gets pissed off and rises to his feet and lays the boots into Doomsday even using the ropes for extra leverage. LeBron bends down pulling Doomsday up to his feet. LeBron kicks him in the gut and then runs to the ropes. Doomsday rises to his full height as LeBron comes in with a Clothesline from Hell. Doomsday falters but does not fall. LeBron is astonished as he runs to the ropes again. This time Doomsday goes for a Clothesline of his own. LeBron ducks under it and then drops down to the mat, as Wildfire springs from the apron up and onto the shoulders of Doomsday.

Steve: Uh-Oh!

Doomsday refuses to go with the Leg Scissors. Wildfire is stuck on Doomsday punching him in the head trying to make him fall. LeBron gets up and quickly moves to the top rope, as Doomsday stumbles around a bit. LeBron launches off the top rope with a Clothesline and takes Wildfire’s head off. Wildfire falls down but is able to take Doomsday over with a Hurricanrana. LeBron pushes himself back to his feet as Widlfire gets to his. LeBron lunges at Wildfire who ducks underneath and flies up wrapping his arms and legs around the arms of LeBron. Wildfire pulls him back into a Crucifix pin.

1…

2…

LeBron kicks out and rolls onto his feet.

Wildfire rolls up onto his knees and LeBron Drop Kick’s him straight in the face sending him crashing straight to the ground again. Wildfire rolls over to the ropes and begins using them to pull himself up. LeBron smiles as he gets to his feet and stalks Wildfire. LeBron taunts Wildfire and as he stands up LeBron lays a knee into his stomach and then grabs him and throws him over his head with a T-Bone Suplex. Wildfire however is caught by Doomsday who then has him in perfect position to drop with a Piledriver. Wildfire drops to the mat and Doomsday takes the cover.

Alex: What a piledriver!

1…

2…

LeBron dives to make the save.

LeBron and Doomsday both rise to their feet and LeBron starts hitting him with a flurry of punches. But these punches seem to have no effect on Doomsday. LeBron runs to the ropes and comes back only to be caught around the throat by the left hand of Doomsday. Doomsday lifts him up for the Lock-n-Load. But his arm gives way as LeBron pulls him down to the mat with an arm bar. LeBron wrenches the arm as Doomsday screams out in agony. LeBron continues prying the arm from the shoulder socket, Wildfire then grabs the head of LeBron from behind with a Chin Lock. Both men in the holds cry out, as Wildfire stands tall.

Doomsday begins fighting back and begins pushing himself up to his feet. LeBron rises to his feet too with the chinlock still in place. Doomsday pulls his arm free with all his force which sends the other two flying toward the corner. LeBron uses the ropes to spring over the top rope to the apron. Wildfire slams chest first into the corner and stumbles out again. Doomsday charges in and hits a huge Spear taking him to the mat. Doomsday immediately takes the cover.

1…

2…

LeBron breaks up the cover with a Springboard Senton landing on top of Doomsday.

Steve: You really have to have great timing to risk your own health, and the match, on that move.

LeBron rolls up to his feet as Doomsday begins getting to his. LeBron sends some kicks to the legs of Doomsday to make him falter. LeBron then grabs his arm and twists underneath it. LeBron moves into a Russian Leg Sweep and takes the big man to the ground. Wildfire narrowly moving out of the way to be not landed on. LeBron holds on to the arm and slowly moves to his feet. He keeps the arm twisted while Doomsday is on the ground and then twists under the arm with such force LeBron goes back to the mat. Doomsday grabs at his arm as LeBron continues to hold on.

LeBron lays the boots into the arm and then goes for a Fujiwara Arm Bar. Doomsday cries out and begins trying to pulls his arm away from LeBron. But LeBron has a good grip on it, and Doomsday tries to pull himself to the ropes. Doomsday gradually gets to the ropes and LeBron is forced to break the hold. LeBron rolls up onto his feet and looks down at Doomsday. He turns around to have Wildfire coming with a Lionsault. LeBron jumps forward and grabs the head of Wildfire while he is in mid air to connect with an Ace Crusher. The crowd is in shock as LeBron makes the cover.

1…

2…

Wildfire kicks out, and the ref calls it a 2 count.

Alex: I'm not sure about that, Ref!!

Steve: Alex, it was only 2..

LeBron gets up pissed and begins arguing with the ref. He two go at it for a bit, before LeBron finally gives up. LeBron pulls Wildfire to his feet and slams him in the corner. LeBron puts the boots into Wildfire and then turns around into the boot of Doomsday. Doomsday hooks both arms with the Shotgun Blast. A sickening thud is heard as Wildfire comes off the ropes with a Calf Kick to the head of Doomsday. Doomsday drops to the mat and LeBron does the same. Wildfire quickly moves to the top rope. Wildfire comes off the top rope with the Chaos Effect. Wildfire connects with the mat as Doomsday moves out of the way.

Alex: Extremely Smart Move There by Doomsday!

Wildfire goes back up to one foot from momentum. LeBron is up and lifts him up onto his shoulders with the Notorious Touch. LeBron spins him and Wildfire falls behind him grabbing him with a Reverse DDT. Doomsday is up and clotheslines Wildfire which in turn drives the head of LeBron into the mat with the DDT. Both men roll on the ground as Doomsday stands tall once again. Doomsday bends down picking up LeBron and locking in the arms again for the Shotgun Blast. Doomsday drops LeBron to the mat and he is left a lifeless body. Doomsday rolls him over.

1…

2…

Wildfire makes the save.

Wildfire gets up to his feet as Doomsday rises to his knees. Wildfire begins kicking Doomsday to keep him on his knees. Wildfire runs to the ropes and comes back with a kick to the face of Doomsday which sends him swaying. Wildfire grabs the big man by the head while he’s on his knees and drops with a DDT. Doomsday’s head bounces off the mat and he goes back into the kneeling position. Wildfire gets up and grabs him by the head again. This time Doomsday begins rising to his full height though. And Wildfire is lifted up into the air. Doomsday holds Wildfire and charges into the corner at full force slamming Wildfire into it.

Steve: Ouch!

Doomsday slams the shoulder into the gut of Wildfire repeatedly. Doomsday pulls him out and hooks the arms for another Shotgun Blast. Wildfire twists out of it and nails a boot into the gut of Doomsday. Wildfire jumps up back into the corner. And grabs Doomsday by the head. Wildfire launches with the Wild and Wired. Doomsday is able to catch him in mid air though and then send him flying over his head into the corner. Wildfire lands hard and even drops onto his head.

Doomsday pulls Wildfire out of the corner and hits a hard forearm which sends Wildfire staggering. Wildfire doesn’t fall and pushes Doomsday back away from him. As both move in, LeBron comes in and begins slamming right hands into each of their jaws one after the other. LeBron hits the ropes and comes back only to be clotheslined by Doomsday and have Wildfire Leg Sweep him at the same time. LeBron crashes to the mat and rolls to the apron. Doomsday quickly turns and fires a big right hand at Wildfire. Wildfire ducks under it and behind Doomsday. Wildfire runs up the corner and then launches off with a huge Cross Body. Doomsday catches Wildfire by the throat in mid air and drops him with the Lock-n-Load. Doomsday then stumbles forward over the top rope to the outside after a Springboard Drop Kick from LeBron. Doomsday lands on his feet as LeBron takes the cover on Wildfire.

Alex: This is it!!

1…

2…

Doomsday dives into the ring.

3…

Doomsday is stuck just inches away from breaking the cover, as we see Randy Samuels holding his legs.

Steve: Hey! Ref!

Timothy Rogers: The Winner of this match and NEW WEW Television Champion – LeBron Samuels!

Randy Samuels lets go as Doomsday looks up at LeBron who has his hand raised. ‘Notorious’ hits and the crowd begins a loud chorus of boos. Doomsday slides out of the ring and starts to stalk Randy. Randy begins to run around the ring as Doomsday chases him. When suddenly the lights go out. The music goes out as well and then slowly as the lights come back on. Doomsday is laid out on the outside, and William, Christopher Xavier and Randy Samuels stand in the ring with LeBron Samuels standing at then front, the Television Championship in his grasp. ‘High Wire Escape Artist’ by Boys Set Fire begins to play. As Bloody Karma stand in the middle of the ring with the new Television Champion at the centre.

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A little creature is hopping about in the corridors of the WEW arena. He’s easily recognizable as he is none other than BEE, Calvin Mirage’s kitten. He hops on a small crane, then on a bigger one and a bigger one and another bigger one. That’s when we see that there’s somebody else around. He also, is easily recognizable with his almost superhuman body structure, he is the man called GUTTER RAT. The latter is drinking a cup of water, which looks amazingly tiny in his hands, when he notices the little kitten. He remembers booting the animal at the last Cyberslam. Gutter Rat approaches the crane. Bee is standing with confidence and almost a touch of arrogance. As if the little kitten is saying, “Payback’s a bitch, bitch.”

 

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

 

The sound of the cracking whip hitting the monstrous man is like a summer thunderstorm. Filled with anger and almost pure hatred. Gutter Rat doesn’t even have the time to realize what’s going on that’s he hit by another

 

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

 

Burning red marks quickly appear on his tough skin. A groan is heard from the monster, losing balance. He tries to get back up, but just like earlier, he doesn’t seem quick enough.

 

Suddenly, a foot hits his throat and pins him against the wall. The foot belongs to CALVIN MIRAGE. Without a moment’s hesitation though, Gutter Rat blows the leg away with an arm and punches Calvin in the jaw. The latter stumbles back, looking rather annoyed and shocked.

 

Calvin Mirage: You hit me? What are you, crazy? Didn’t your mommy tell you that it wasn’t nice to punch people like that? You RUDE person!

 

The brown haired boy spins around and

 

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

 

This time, the whip, a snake of terrible force and precision, wraps itself around the wrists of the monster. The whip then goes down in between the legs, blocking the hands behind his back, and Calvin’s foot slaps his face and pins him by the throat to the wall. A few drops of blood escape Gutter Rat’s lips.

 

In front of the monster, a young man of smaller size, but equal in terms of demonic persona, if not more. The bestial glow burning behind his brown eyes, Calvin Mirage stares in the face of the monster. Gutter Rat seems to try and break free, but he suddenly feels something near his crotch. He doesn’t even need to see it to know what it is. A knife. Calvin smiles a sick smile, as now he knows that the monster knows that he is the one with the power.

 

Calvin Mirage: Think you can parade in here, showing off those fugly muscles of yours with that fugly friend of yours and kick around my lil’ Bee?

 

Calvin quickly slaps Gutter Rat’s face, before pinning him again by the throat.

 

Calvin Mirage: Think again.

 

Calvin pushes the knife harder on Gutter Rat’s crotch. The monster seems to cringe a bit.

 

Calvin Mirage: You’re lucky, you know? If my lil’ Bee wasn’t one to hold grudges, you’d be game over forever by now in tiny little pieces and all deflated.

 

Calvin pushes the knife harder, with a bit more violence. Gutter Rat lets out a gasp of anger and pain.

 

Calvin Mirage: Think long term before you do anything. . .  ‘nutsy’, next time.

 

Calvin releases his grip but uses his foot in a flash to slap his target and then kicks Gutter Rat  hard in the crotch. Then Calvin spins him upside down using the whip’s grip on the monster’s hands which were tied behind his back.

 

Gutter Rat coughs a bit of blood and then gets up with anger, ready to fight back. But. Calvin is gone. Gutter Rat hits the nearby wall in frustration.

 

Somewhere though, a little kitten meows happily, as he has been avenged.
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Steve: Well here it is folks, workmen are setting it up, and Caged Rage will begin very shortly.

 

Alex: Well it looks like a normal unroofed cage so far, maybe a little taller and I think WEW Creative may have made a tactical blue here as the crowd don’t seem to impressed.

 

Steve: Well there has been a lot of hype around this and people wanted something new and innovative. And of course as well as the hype has been the amazing secrecy; I have just received the rules on my computer right now as even we were not privy to the rules.

 

Four workmen begin to scale the cage wall, one takes station at each corner and two ring ropes are suspended diagonally across the top of the cage to form a large X.

 

Alex: Well that’s a little different.

 

Steve: Rules are this. The Continental title will be suspended from the middle of the X, the belt must be pulled down by someone. One the belt is down it is fully legal as a weapon, and also once the belt is down you have to pin your opponent. Once you have made a successful pinfall and only then can you try to exit the cage. You must have the belt with you when you touch the ground thus winning the match. This is a no DQ match and ladies and gentlemen reading that we might be here all night.

 

Alex: It certainly leaves a lot of room for brutality and to be honest with you Steve I am starting to like this concept. Heaps of room for blood, jumps and massive bumps.

 

The X is set now it seems very taut and the referee scales a ladder with the Continental title in hand, he fastens the belt securely before stepping down and having the ladder removed.

 

“Feeling a moment” by Feeder”hits and the crowd rise as one for the self proclaimed future of wrestling Alex Roma.

 

Steve: Listen to this ovation, they love Roma and you would have to say after his Mind Games III performance he is the favourite here tonight.

 

Alex: Well I have to agree, Heart is amazing but Roma brought something new to Mind Games and Jack will have a hard time counteracting it tonight I think.

 

Alex Roma stands atop the entranceway and locks eyes on his belt…

 

Timothy Rogers: Introducing first, weighing in tonight at 215 Lbs and hailing from Lincoln England, he is the current, reigning and defending WEW Continental champion, the Future of Wrestling, ALEX ROMA!!

 

Roma nods slightly to Rogers before making his way to the ring amidst the pyro and smoke, he heads straight for the cage door and slides in. Roma paces the cage testing the walls and then sets himself in a corner; his eyes do not leave the WEW Continental title.

 

Steve: Well he was robbed by Jack Heart and now he can’t even enter his first PPV defence with the belt because Harlum tok it off him and told him to earn it again. Alex Roma will not be in any mood for compromise tonight.

 

Alex: First off Jack did what he felt was right, he put the belt around the waist of someone deserving, him. He did it for the belt and will again tonight.

 

Steve: You changed your tune from a minute ago.

 

Alex: I am allowed to, I am the unscrupulous baddy, read your damn script Steve.

 

Steve: …

 

“1996” hits and smoke pours from the entranceway, Alex Roma is instantly alert and facing the entranceway as Jack Heart is scheduled to appear. The smoke envelops all but Jack Heart is barely visible in the middle of it all, his head is down and he is bouncing a little on the spot. Suddenly his head snaps up and Roma and Heart lock eyes. There is nothing but hate as the two men stare down. Heart breaks the look first jawing with a fan before walking directly to the ring. He stands at the cage door and Roma makes no move toward him as the ref tries to ensure the neither man attacks early. Jack Heart knows he has nothing to fear, both men are willing to wait and he slides into the ring.

 

Timothy Rogers: And his opponent, weighing in tonight at 190 Lbs and hailing from London England, he is a former WEW Continental champion, he is the New Age Legend, JACK HEART!!

 

Heart raises two balled fists to jeers from the crowd Pieces of Rubbish bounce off of the cage as Heart gives the crowd the bird.

 

Steve: Well odds aside we know who the crowd favourite is.

 

Alex: Popularity is over rated…

 

Steve: How would you know? You never have been.

 

Alex: Have been what?

 

Steve: Popular…

 

Alex: I am hurt Steve, that’s all I’m saying.

 

The crowd seem pumped now as they look on at the staredown going on in centre ring, slowly the chants start “fuck him up Roma fuck him up”. Soon the chants are deafening but neither competitor acknowledges them. Heart moves forward with a cocky look on his face, Roma stands his ground as Heart jaws with him, Roma slaps Heart across the face and sends him sprawling to the mat. Heart shots Roma a murderous glance from the mat before gathering himself up and getting right back in Roma’s face, Roma lashes out again but Heart blocks it and very quickly taking advantage of the no DQ rule he knees Roma low.

 

Alex: Smart, real smart.

 

The crowd let out a collective groan as Alex Roma crumples to the mat in agony, Jack Heart flips the crowd off and smiles as Alex Roma lays on the mat clutching at himself. Jack Heart wastes no time now as he walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles, he jumps from the top rope grabbing onto the X ropes and begins pulling himself to the centre of the X where the Continental title is situated. Heart who is still very fresh slides hand over hand easily to the centre of the ring and clutches the Continental title. Hearts hands move fast trying to unlock the belt but suddenly Roma is under him, Roma grabs at Hearts foot but Heart manages to kick him off. Roma reels back and Heart pulls himself up on the ropes before flipping off to hit a sweet looking hurricanrana on Alex Roma.

 

Steve: Awesome, simply awesome. I think you will find we will see a lot more like that tonight folks. These two are very athletic and someone in WEW Front office was onto a winner with this one.

 

The belt is still hanging from the X as Jack Heart gets to his feet, he looks down at the slightly moving form of Alex Roma and he kicks him full in the head with a brutal shot. Roma convulses a little and Jack Spits on him before going to the top again. Jack Jumps off the top again and begins pulling himself to the middle of the X. He reaches the middle and the belt falls easily into his hands…

 

Timothy Rogers: The Continental title is down, it is now legal as a weapon and now we move into the pinfall stage of the match!!

 

Jack Heart falls to his feet rather gracefully and stalks over to where Alex Roma lay on the ground trying to recover from that terrific boot to the head. Jack Heart gets down on his knees and holds the title in Roma’s face, he begins yelling at Roma, it’s hard to tell what he is saying over the crowd noise but suddenly he spits on the belt and rubs it in Roma’s face. Roma looks incensed but he can’t quite seem to get up, Jack Heart grabs him by the hair and hauls him to his feet. Heart spits in Roms face and whips him into the corner turnbuckle, Heart follows up even before Roma hits the Turnbuckle and Roma runs up the turnbuckles and even using the cage wall to flip over and hit Heart on top of the head with a flipping enziguri much to the crowds delight.

 

Alex: What the hell how did he do that?

 

Steve: That was amazing and more importantly it has taken the momentum off of Jack Heart and maybe given it back to Alex Roma.

 

Roma is slow to his feet but he is up long before Heart, Roma drags Heart to his feet, Roma drops to his knees and hits a stunning low blow to repay Heart earlier one, the crowd groan and pop a little for the retribution as Heart oversells it bouncing around the ring. Heart comes back towards Roma who hooks him and hits a beautiful overhead belly to belly release suplex sending Heart over the top rope and sliding down the wall of the cage. Heart back is cut a little by the wire mesh but Roma doesn’t let up, he picks up the belt and bounces off of the ropes opposite Heart, he throws the title on hearts face and baseball slide dropkicks the belt into his face.

 

Alex Roma is quick to his feet and he drags Heart by the foot from under the ropes trying for a pinfall, he hooks the far leg as the ref slides in…

 

1..

 

2...

 

No!! Heart kicks out.

 

Steve: Keep in mind folks a pin does not end this, you have to actually score a pin then exit the cage with the belt.

 

Roma does not despair as he drags Heart to his feet and nails him down with a vicious snap suplex. Roma turns to the crowd now and holds his belt high to a great crowd reaction, he soaks up the cheers for a minute before climbing the turnbuckles. Roma showboated to long though and Heart groggily begins to climb the turnbuckles after him, Roma hits a straight punch to the head of Jack Heart and Heart replies with a punch of his own. The two men begin to trade blows as they stand on the top and middle rope respectively. Roma tries to climb the cage in an effort to keep the high ground but Roma follows him all the way to the top. Soon both men are perched precariously on the cage top.

 

Steve: This is a real dangerous place to be, anything could happen from here.

 

Both men sit atop the cage but Alex Roma tries to stand, he looks to be going for an all or nothing move but as he finds his feet near the top railing of the cage Heart pushes him sending him off into space. Somehow Alex Roma hooked his legs over the X rope though and he is now hanging from the X ropes by his legs trying to stay up there. Jack Heart sees his predicament and he tries to balance on top of the cage, Roma tries to shuffle away using only his legs, he moves quickly but as Roma tries to hoist himself up to use his legs Heart show great agility to stand unsupported atop the cage. Roma has his arms and legs on the X rope now as Jack Heart leaps, he flies a good half way across the ring and in a stunning move hit s a double foot stomp to the chest of Alex Roma. Women scream and men gasp as Heart connects and both men fall to the mat in a hep of arms and legs.

 

Steve: Holy hell, that was amazing!

 

Alex: Unbelievable…

 

The crowd seems stunned into silence as both men lay in a heap on the mat, only Heart really moving, suddenly the crowd erupts with cheers and begin bowing to the two men in ring for the death defying spot. Jack Heart untangles himself slowly from the mass of arms and legs; he looks to have hurt his leg a little but has nothing more than a very minor limp. He stands and outstretches his arms letting out a huge adrenaline roar at the crowd who are now cheering even him slightly. Jack heart walks to the corner and begins to climb to the tope rope, he stands atop the ropes and steadies himself, he flips off the crowd quickly before launching off with a picture perfect 450 splash onto Alex Roma. Heart clutches at his ribs for a second before hooking both legs, the ref slides in…

 

1..

 

2...

 

3!!

 

Timothy Rogers: Jack Heart scores a pinfall and is now Eligible to leave the cage and win the match.

 

Steve: Well you heard it folks, Roma is now on a distinct back foot in this marathon of a match.

 

Alex: To right, Heart risked everything and now it looks to be paying off.

 

Jack Heart stands nursing a few bumps and bruises, he knows now is his chance, he knows he has to this match now. He drags Alex Roma to his feet and hits a quick snapmare followed by a vicious kick to the spine. Roma rolls onto his back and arches it trying to keep the pressure off of his spine as Jack Heart looks around the ring for the Continental title belt. Heart sees the belt in a distant corner so he goes to grab it, Alex Roma struggles to his feet somehow and Jack Heart looks at him with a look of concern on his face. He signals to the crowd that it’s over by running his thumb across his throat. Heart lays the belt on the ground before kicking Roma in the gut and picking him up for a powerbomb, Jack holds him up high as the crowd boo, he spins and goes to plant Roma but Roma slips out hitting a massive faceplant onto the Continental title.

 

The crowd rise to there feet as one cheering on Alex Roma as he lay on the mat rolling from side to side, Jack Heart looks to be almost out, he raises his head and he is cut quite badly across his temple. Alex Roma looks stunned from the beating he has taken and he walks over to the cage wall and begins climbing. He doesn’t seem to realise he has to pin Heart as well as have the belt to escape and win the match. He climbs high to the top of the cage and sits atop it for a second looking down on form of Jack Heart who is beginning to stand. Roma puts his leg over and begins sliding down the cage wall to the outside, he hits the ground and raises his arms but the ringside referee pulls his arm down telling him he has not won. Roma looks incredulous, as the ref explains the stipulations to him again. Jack Heart meanwhile who is eligible to leave for the win has begun climbing the cage wall with the belt around his waist. The referee points up at Jack Heart who is on the top rope and Roma seems to finally get it, he grabs the cage and hurriedly pulls himself up scrambling to the top.

 

Steve: Oh no, Jack Heart is going to win it because of a mistake on Roma’s part.

 

Alex: Yes, go Jack go…

 

Alex Roma reaches the top of the cage as Jack Heart sits atop the cage wall opposite him. Heart flips Roma off and smiles knowing Roma is to far away to stop him now; Heart even flips off the fans, he turns his back on Roma and swings his legs over the cage wall, suddenly Roma stands atop the cage balancing for a split second before leaping out onto the X ropes, he bounces off of one of the X ropes onto the next set before bouncing off of them onto Jack Hearts shoulders and flipping him off of the cage all the way back into the ring with a huge double springboard reverse hurricanrana off of the top of the cage. There is no silence this time as the crowd rise as one before both men even hit the mat. The resounding thud of both men connecting with the mat is drowned out in shrieks of fear and the almost complete standing ovation from the crowd for this death defying, and downright crazy bump.

 

Steve: Never in my time as an announcer have I seen ANYTHING, like that.

 

Alex: I just don’t know what to say Steve…

 

Alex: I hope there both ok.

 

Steve: I agree…

 

Neither man is moving and WEW officials seem to be considering opening the cage and stopping the match. Benjamin Harlum’s voice can be heard over a crewman’s walkie talky telling them to stop the match. The cage door is opened and a ref enters as the crowd have now gone silent, medical teams enter as well checking on both men who are limp near centre ring. A backboard is brought in for Alex Roma but the Future of wrestling manages to sit up and lash out at the EMTs. He connects with a portly fellow who reels from the blow. Roma gets to his feet unsteadily and walks over to where EMTs are seeing to Jack Heart, Roma pushes them away and beings to stomp Jack Heart. He suddenly falls on top of Heart and the ref in attendance looks to the EMTs as to whether he should count it. A commandingly familiar voice yells over the walkie talkie to count the pin so the ref does…

 

1

 

2

 

NO!! Heart kicks out

 

Referees, ring crew and EMTs leave the ring through the door as Timothy Rogers makes it official…

 

Timothy Rogers: By order of Prezident Harlum this match will continue until we have a winner!!

 

Roma follows up fast dragging Heart to his feet, he spins quickly and hooks up the MG 1 not giving Heart a chance to fight back after the huge bump he tok, Roma drops Heart on his head and quickly covers hooking both legs…

 

1

 

2

 

3!!

 

Timothy Rogers: Alex Roma has pinned Jack Heart, both men are now eligible to leave the cage.

 

Everyone but the two competitors and ref have left the cage now, the door is relocked and we are set to continue. Alex Roma is the first to his feet, he looks down on Jack Heart who is bleeding profusely from the forehead still. Alex Roma undoes the belt from around his waist and pulls it free of his limp form, he rubs the belt on his pants cleaning it a little before getting right down in Hearts face and spitting on him. Heart does not move but suddenly he spits back, Roma is enraged and he throws down the belt onto the mat and begins to pummel Roma right in the face. He sits down on Hearts chest and nails shot after shot straight to the face of Heart, Hearts nose gushes blood and Heart tries in vain to cover up as Roma has snapped. Roma springs up and drags Heart to his feet, he spins Roma around and hits a massive release German suplex, Heart goes flying and hits head first into the turnbuckle his neck bending at a sickening angle.

 

Steve: Like we saw at Mind Games, Roma has snapped, I have to say I am worried for Jack Hearts safety because Roma can be an animal when he gets like this.

 

Roma follows up quickly, he grabs Hearts foot and in a massive show of strength he spins Heart around and releases his leg so he spikes head first into the mesh wall. Hearts head bleeds everywhere and he leaves an ugly red smear down the cage mesh. Roma once more follows up quickly and he drags Heart to his feet before hitting a couple of rolling German suplexes. Roma stands and looks down Heart once more spitting right in his face, Roma is not done though as he drags Heart by the foot to the corner. Alex Roma drags his thumbs across hit throat and crosses his arms in front of him before dragging Jack Heart to his feet and lifting him up setting him on the top rope. Alex Roma follows up standing on the middle rope and setting Jack Heart for a suplex off the top rope. Roma hoists Heart up and modifies his position for a Brainbuster but suddenly Heart swings his hips and tucks his legs turning the hold into a tornado DDT absolutely spiking Roma into the mat head first.

 

Both men are down and completely exhausted as they lay near the middle of the ring, both men have taken some amazing bumps, Heart tok some brutal to his head and neck, he is still bleeding profusely and Roma is badly stunned by the tornado DDT.

 

Alex: This war of attrition rages on, I don’t know how to describe what we have witnessed here; I am lost for words to be honest.

 

Steve: I couldn’t agree more, this may not be the prettiest of matches but the desire, the will to win is so easy to see. I really don’t know who will come out on top.

 

The crowd is clapping and chanting for both men now, it seems the crowd has given up booing for anyone and are just cheering for these two gutsy competitors now. After a minute or two Roma raises his arm, as does Jack Heart. Both men turn and get to there knees, they trade blows on there knees, lefts and right rain down on one another as they both try to struggle up to there feet. Suddenly both men are on spaghetti legs but they are both up, lefts and rights are traded with little effect as neither man can seem to hit out with any real power. Suddenly Heart lands a heavy blow to Roma’s face and Roma crumples. He falls to his knees but the belt is right beside him on the ground, he picks it up and swings hard for Hearts face knocking him into next week.

 

Steve: What a shot, Heart is down and his face is still bleeding, Roma needs to take this chance.

 

Alex Roma grabs the belt and wraps it around his waist, he fumbles with it tying the clip and setting about climbing the cage wall. He climbs slowly; he can’t seem to keep his grip and seems to fall back a step for every two he takes. Somehow, bleeding profusely and silently mouthing curses Jack Heart is on his feet, he walks over to Roma and begins climbing under him, soon his feet are on the top rope and he has lifted Roma on to his shoulders. Roma nails him repeatedly in the head with his fist but Heart does not break as he slowly falls back with a huge electric chair drop off of the top rope to the inside of the ring. Both men hit the mat hard and blood flies as they hit. Hearts face is covered in blood and his hair is a slick greasy red mess as they both lay shattered on the mat unable to move.

 

There chests heave as they try to regain there breath, Alex Roma lifts his foot free of Jack Heart beneath him. Both men try to separate themselves but the belt is still around Alex Roma’s waist. Jack Heart is the first to stand this time and he decides it is time to leave, he walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up, he slowly, agonisingly pain wracking at every joint begins to climb the cage. He climbs slowly and seemingly in a daze as the crowd cheer, he gets to the top and hoists himself up to sit on the top bar, suddenly he realises he forgot the belt. He looks down to see Alex Roma getting to his feet in centre ring the belt still wrapped firmly around his waist. Heart looks at the gold and looks ready to weep through bloody eyes as Roma to realises the significance of this.

 

Alex: Roma made the same mistake earlier, now its Hearts turn to make it.

 

Steve: Gut wrenching, absolutely heart breaking for the former champion.

 

Roma starts to laugh, he looks up and points at Jack Heart and yells out to him…

 

“Heart Breakin, innit?”

 

Heart looks ready to throw a fit until Roma starts to climb the cage merely a foot from where Heart is atop the cage.

 

Steve: I think Roma has decided this will end now; he is taking the fight to Heart atop the cage.

 

Alex: Remember both men are eligible to win; you only have to touch the floor with the belt in your possession.

 

Roma climbs slowly up the cage, both men are in obvious pain and Heart doesn’t even strike out at Roma as he climbs. Soon Roma is on the top of the cage as well, both men are just out of arms reach and Roma tries to roll over off of the top to the floor a long way below. Heart manages to lunge forward and stop Roma from falling, both men are within reach now and they begin trading blows. Lefts and rights rain down on one another, Roma even manages a kick to the head of Heart. Roma kicks high again and Heart teeters, suddenly it happens and beltless Jack Heart falls, he grabs onto Roma though. Hearts legs hang in the air as he holds onto Roma’s shirt and will not fall, Roma’s shirt begins to rip and Heart grabs out once more this time grabbing the belt around Roma’s waist. Roma curses and grabs at the belt keeping it secure around his waist, Heart braces his legs on the cage wall and with an almighty heave pulls Roma out with him into space.

 

Steve: Oh god no, watch out Alex…

 

Both Alex and Steve dive out of the way, Roma and Heart plummet to the ground and end up crashing through the Japanese announce table in a heap. The crowd is silent as neither man moves; both were eligible for the win but who had the belt?

 

Steve: Both men are down, the belt was around Roma’s waist, Roma wins surely?

 

A replay begins, Roma topples still holding onto the belt, as they approach the table Roma puts his arms out looking to break his fall, the belt comes free of Roma and into Hearts grasp, Heart takes the full brunt of the fall.

 

Alex: Does that mean what I think it does?

 

Suddenly a hand moves among the debris, the hand has the title, it raises above the mess of table, blood and body parts. A ref runs over to sort it out and from the mess comes JACK HEART.

 

Timothy Rogers: Your winner of the match, by cage escape, and NEW WEW CONTINENTAL CHAMPION, JACK HEART!!!

 

The crowd cant help but cheer for the guts of these two men as Jack Heart collapses to the ground once more with the Continental title clutched to his chest.

 

Steve: We have made history here tonight folks…

 

Alex: Have we ever, Jack Heart is a two time WEW Continental champion now, question is will he ever be the same again?

 

Steve: That’s a big question Alex, a big, big question.

 

EMTs rush the pile of body parts and table trying to separate both men and put them onto stretchers. Jack Heart is the first up and he refuses a stretcher, he grabs at a WEW road agent and with a little help heads to the back through the entranceway. Alex Roma has a huge gash down his arm from hitting the table and he looks to be weeping a little perhaps in pain as he struggles to his feet. EMTs try to get him to sit down but Roma refuses, he looks up at Jack heart disappearing through the entranceway and he pounds the ground in frustration.

 

Steve: Heart breaking for Alex Roma, champion since Mind Games and yet hardly even got to hold the belt.

 

Alex: He looks devastated.

 

Roma struggles to his feet and with the aid of two medics, arm hanging limply at his side he heads to the back.
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The camera opens up in the back and we see Laura Tidak standing with a microphone and a big smile on her face.

Laura: Ladies and Gentlemen with me, is a man who is up for the biggest challenge of his life tonight. The Number 1 Contender for the WEW World Championship. That’s right the Arson 3, Rob Arson.

The camera zooms out a bit and the large figure of Rob Arson stands next to Laura Tidak. She looks up to him as she continues.

Laura: Rob how are you feeling tonight? Confident?

Rob Arson: I got some butterflies in my stomach to be perfectly honest. But yeah I am fairly confident. I know Flashman, I know myself, and this should be a great match. One that I am sure I will come out of as victor.

Laura: But if you lose tonight Rob…This is the end…No more Rob Arson and WEW. Right?

Rob Arson: Yeah, if I lose I’m done. My contract has been expired since the start of the New Year. But I felt obliged to fulfill my duties. These people deserve to see me in a World Title match and I would not disappoint them.

Laura: Where is it from WEW may I ask?

Rob Arson: I’ll be heading back home to get some much needed rest. Work for the company that made me, and help make new stars from their. My biggest goals are of course exploring Japan, Mexico and Europe. I want some new experiences before my retirement age.

Laura: Will we ever see you back in WEW?

Rob Arson: I’m a person who believes in the ‘never say never’ so yeah there’s a possibility. A small possibility, but a possibility none the less. I just don’t want to be contracted down right now. I want to be free to check out the options. And maybe when I have explored the world and I feel fulfilled by it. I may come back here to take the WEW World Championship. But that’s only if I lose tonight…

Laura: If you win the World Championship, will you stay on forever?

Rob Arson: I’ll stay till I lose it. And if that’s forever. Then I’ll stay here forever. If I lose the Championship I will take off, and I will do exactly what I told you I would do. Just later. And yeah there would still be a possibility of me coming back.

Laura: Will you miss WEW?

Rob Arson: Yeah. Of course I will. It’s been my home for over a year. I’ll miss it a lot.

Laura: Well Rob, thank you and it was nice talking to you. Possibly for the last time… I’m Laura Tidak standing backstage with Rob Arson.

Rob Arson gives a small smile as he thinks of it as possibly the last time. He moves off as the camera fades out.
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Steve: I can't wait for this next match, Alex! The WEW Tag-Team Championship is going on the line!

Alex: And against a team like Twisted Purpose, who knows what's going to happen?! All bets are off!

Steve: All we can be sure of, is this battle will be one to remember. No one can deny that!

Timothy Rogers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the WEW Tag Team Championship!

The lights go out and the arena is plunged into darkness, "Sinner" by Drowning Pool hits and as the vocals come on the entrance ramp explodes into a wall of pyro illuminating two figures standing side by side on the ramp. The lights come back on and Johnny Karagious and Aaron Rain stand shoulder to shoulder on the entrance ramp. Karagious has his hands on his hips and a half mocking look of superiority on his face as he surveys the crowd. Aaron Rain meanwhile is bowing slightly to the crowd showing his gratitude for their cheers.

Timothy Rogers: Entering the ring first, at a combined weight of 505lbs, they are the challengers.. Aaron Rain and Johnny Karagious.. Twisted Purpose!!!

The pyro has died completely down now and both men tap fists before heading to the ring with a completely no nonsense approach. Both men slide into the ring and as Karagious raises his arms in centre ring Rain stands on the middle rope in the centre of the ring and raises one arm to the crowd. The fans eat it up, cheering for Karagious and Rain louder than they have all night! Suddenly, all the lights die off in the arena as the sound of wind blowing is heard through the speakers. A few moments later the wind crossfades into "Ode Of A Love" and the crowd gives a pop. Blue lights start to flicker in the arena and a white spotlight is focused on a red ball in the centre of the ring held by a massive brown coloured chain which goes up to the ceiling. Both Karagious and Rain step back into their respective corner, eyeing the ball suspiciously.

Timothy Rogers: Introducing, at a combined weight of 355lbs, hailing from France.. They are the WEW Tag-Team Champions.. Calvin Mirage and Corey Farmer.. Secret Heaven!!!

As the song goes a level higher, the structure of the ball opens like petals of a flower from the bottom and slowly, we see the "Blond Angel" Corey Farmer and Calvin Mirage standing, back to back with their eyes closed. The now fully opened "petals" start to spin around as the massive chain is pulled back up. Corey and Calvin open their eyes and now all the lights start to flicker like crazy as the two superstars perform a martial arts dance, which almost look like a tango. The team of Karagious and Rain share strategy, eyeing off their opponents with a confused glare. Finally, as they end the performance, the music fades and the lights go back to normal. The fans in the arena buzz with anticipation for the match to get started, as the official takes a hold of the WEW Tag-Team Championship belts and holds them up high. He calls for the bell, as both teams remain in their corners, sizing each other up.

Steve: Here we go, this match is underway!

Alex: Who've you got your money on, Steve?

Steve: I can't really say, Alex. Both teams have shown us and the fans that they deserve the win, I think it's gonna come down to whose more hungry right now!

Alex: Well, Karagious must be famished 'cause those unrelenting fists are almost knocking Calvin Mirages' head right off!

Aaron Rain steps between the ropes, as Karagious continues nailing Mirage back into the 'buckle. The Devil hits a couple of hard chops across the chest, the crowd 'Wooo!'ing along with every one, before Mirage finds a quick burst of energy and hammers away with some right hands of his own! Mirage flips Karagious around, pushing him back into the turnbuckle and delivers the Mirage Combo, a series of numerous kicks and punches.. Mirage ends with a spinning back kick to the face of The Devil, and takes a few steps back, jumping around and holding his hands up for the fans applause. He takes a moment too long, however, and turns around into a stiff clothesline by Karagious! The crowd wince with the impact, and Johnny drags Mirage up to his feet. Backed against the ropes, Mirage finds himself being bounced across the ring, ducks another clothesline attempt, but runs right into a Deep Arm Drag! The crowd cheer, and Mirage is quick to his feet, throwing the oncoming Karagious off guard with a Roundhouse Kick to the jaw! Calvin crouches down, stalking Karagious as he slowly gets to his knees.. Like a hunter after its prey, Mirage eyes Karagious as he shakes the cobwebs.

Alex: I think that last Roundhouse Kick turned the lights off in Johnny Karagious' head!

Steve: Well, so far this has been a great display of the lethal feet of Calvin Mirage.. I think Twisted Purpose might have just bitten off more than they can chew.

Mirage pounces onto the rising Karagious, latching onto the back of him, as the crowd buzzes. Calvin attempts to latch on the Breathstealer, but Karagious is battling back, throwing elbows backwards into the face of Mirage! The crowd get behind Karagious, counting along with each devastating elbow.. After seven, Mirage lets go and rolls back, clutching his face. He stands back up, only to be met with a quick Exploda Suplex by The Devil! Karagious rises to his feet, with an angered look passing over his face. He whips his head around, to face his opponent, and catches sight of Mirage making the tag. Corey Farmer receives a decent pop, as he slaps hands with his partner, and jumps over the top rope, bolting into action! The two exchange fists, battling back and forth as the crowd go along with it! Rain is cheering Karagious on from the corner, and it looks as though Karagious is gaining the upper hand.. He swings back and attempts a wild clothesline, Farmer ducks away, shares a quick glance with Calvin Mirage whose strategically standing behind Karagious, and Secret Heaven nail Karagious with unison Superkicks! Farmer to the face, and Mirage to the back of the skull!

Alex: Golden Arrow!!

Steve: Whoa! Secret Heaven just crushing Karagious' skull with that double-team Superkick!

The crowd cheer with appreciation, as the referee forces Mirage to the outside. Farmer throws some boots into the downed Karagious, when out of nowhere Aaron Rain flies through the ring and almost twists Farmer's head off with a Swinging Neckbreaker! The crowd almost cheer Rain, but they're too used to booing the 'struggling face'. Having made his impact, Rain slides out of the ring before the referee even notices. Karagious is first up to his feet, as Farmer is on his knees. Karagious clutches the hair of Farmer, and executes a quick Snap Suplex. Karagious drops an elbow into the chest of the downed Farmer, before walking casually over to his corner. Twisted Purpose make the tag, but Karagious walks over and brings Farmer up to his feet, ignoring the officials orders to leave the ring.. Together, Rain and Karagious whip Corey Farmer against the ropes, attempt a double clothesline, Farmer ducks, bounces off the opposite cables and nails both men with a leaping double Forearm! Karagious goes down and rolls out of the ring, but Rain is quickly back to his feet. Farmer is ready for him, nailing him with some close kicks to the stomach, before backing him into the 'buckle. Farmer unleashes some Fury Punches, belting closed fists into the face and ribs of Rain! Aaron Rain suddenly catches a left hook, and drags Farmer down to the canvas, locking in a Crossface! The crowd buzz, but almost as instantly as the hold is locked in, Farmers reached out and has a handful of ropes.. The referee runs over and yells for Rain to break the hold.. After he reaches the four count, Rain reluctantly lets go and gets to his feet. Enraged, Rain begins stomping the back of Corey Farmer, before dropping down to his knees, and just belting into the back of his opponent.

Steve: Aaron Rain just throwing every technical move in his arsenal out the window! It's all about inflicting damage on this team, Secret Heaven, before they unleash those dangerous kicks from all angles!

Alex: Those guys are just like Bruce Lee, mixed with Jet Li, mixed with Mortal Kombat, mixed with David Beckham! The last place you wanna be is on the receiving ends of those feet!

Steve: David Beckham?

Alex: You know.. He kicks, and whatnot..

Steve: ....

Alex: Call the match, Steve!!

After wailing on the spine and skull of Farmer, Rain picks his opponent off the mat and delivers a quick Inverted Russian Legsweep. Rain drops down for the quick cover.. One.. Two-Kick-Out! Rain brings Farmer over to his corner, and makes the tag with Karagious, pushing Corey back against their 'buckle. Karagious steps through the ropes, as Aaron Rain gets Farmer in position for a Reverse DDT.. He lifts Farmer up, as Karagious gets down on one knee, and without hesitation drives the spine of Corey Farmer down hard onto the knee!! The crowd "Ooooh!" as Farmer rolls off and clutches his back, wincing in agony!

Steve: Ooooh, a perfectly executed Reverse Backbreaker DDT variation there by Twisted Purpose! That was brutal!

Alex: I think I heard Corey Farmers spine crack from way over here, Steve!

Karagious looks as though he's about to go down for the cover, but instead peels Farmer off the mat. Whipping the barefoot opponent against the ropes, Karagious meets him with a swift European Uppercut. Farmer stumbles backwards, as Karagious lines him up for another.. But just as he nears, Corey Farmer explodes out of nowhere with a Hurricanrana! Completely caught off guard, Karagious is thrown down onto his head, and Farmer holds the legs for the pinfall.. One.. Two-Kick-Out! Both men bounce to their feet, Karagious with a confused look on his face, wondering where the hell that move came from. Farmer takes advantage of his confusion, diving forward with a Spinning Heel Kick that catches Karagious in the jaw! Corey nips back up to his feet, and bounces off the ropes, eyeing Karagious like an Eagle to its prey.. Farmer runs back and attempts a Shining Wizard variation, but The Devil lunges into the move and completely counters it with a hard-hitting Dragon Screw Legwhip! Farmer just gets planted into the canvas, shaking the ring with the fierce impact! Karagious quickly mounts the downed Farmer, and just unleashes with some furious punches.. The crowd rumble, as Karagious keeps him down with the hard right hands. Finally, Mirage has seen enough and bolts into the ring.. Unfortunately for him, Karagious has already seen him coming and catches him with a Clothesline! Mirage back up, and cops another stiff Clothesline! Back up a third time, and Karagious Clotheslines Calvin Mirage over the top rope and to the outside! The crowd get to their feet, and cheer loudly as Johnny Karagious looks at the fallen Mirage with a sinful but satisfied expression.

Steve: Johnny Karagious cleaning house! Take note, rookies, because thats how you get it done!

Alex: Turn around, Karagious!

As soon as the words leave Alex's mouth, Karagious turns around right into a jumping sidekick to the heart, courtesy of Corey Farmer! The efficient move named 'The Screamer' sends Karagious tumbling backwards into the ropes, clutching the cables for support.. Farmer doesn't give Karagious time to recover, as he throws the head of Karagious under his arm and executes a Dangerous DDT! Karagious' head is planted deep into the canvas, and Corey Farmer takes a moment to breathe. The crowd rumble as both men lay flat on the mat, and the referee begins the proverbial 'check-up' on them. Aaron Rain starts a clap for Johnny Karagious to get to his feet, and the crowd quickly join in.. Loudly applauding gives Karagious the strength to start the long and slow crawl over to his corner.. But before he can get close enough for a tag, Farmer mounts the opposite turnbuckle.. The crowd get to their feet as he dives off the ropes, and throws his two knees out! Coming down for the Double Knee Drop, Karagious rolls out of the way at the last second and Farmer drives his kneecaps into the mat! He bounces painfully off them, and the fans go crazy, Farmer selling the failed move like there's no tomorrow! Calvin Mirage steps through the ropes, trying to help his best friend, but the WEW referee pushes him back, arguing with Mirage. Meanwhile, Farmer rolls around, screaming in agony, which is very believable at this point, but doesn't notice Johnny Karagious making the hot tag to Aaron Rain! The fans explode as Rain dives through the ropes, climbs up the nearest turnbuckle and quickly leaps off with a Diving Elbow Drop to the pained Farmer! He jumps back to his feet, throwing his hands up, feeding off the praise and acceptance from the fans which he strives for, before turning his eyes back on the slowly rising Farmer.

Steve: Aaron Rain is like a volcano, exploding on the scene and almost crippling Corey Farmer with that Elbow Drop!

Alex: I think Farmer crippled himself with that failed Knee Drop! Hang on, what's this?!

Steve: The referee is forcing Aaron Rain out of the ring! He didn't see the tag made!

Alex: I can't believe this!

Rain slaps his hands together, shouting that the tag was made, but the WEW official didn't see a thing. He points to their corner, forcing Rain to leave the ring, as Karagious looks on with disbelief. Against his will, Rain heads out of the ring, but while he steps through the ropes, he is blindsided by a Running Dropkick by Corey Farmer! Rain is catapulted through the air, and finds a rough landing against the ringside barrier! He drops to the floor, as Farmer just raises his eyebrows as if to say "Hmmm, that's too bad." The crowd turn on Farmer, booing his actions, but the Secret Heaven member ignores them. Karagious seeks revenge, whipping Farmer around and battling away with some right hands.. The two go back and forth, until finally Karagious gains the upper hand after ducking a Spin Kick and driving Farmer into the mat with a Samoan Drop! Karagious gets to his feet, looking exhausted, and reaches for the tag.. But of course, there's no one there. Karagious shouts at the ref to help Aaron Rain, pointing to the outside with a furious expression. As the official slides from the ring, and checks up on Rain, however, Calvin Mirage silently climbs the turnbuckle and stalks Johnny Karagious. After a few tense seconds of the fans buzzing, Karagious turns around and is sent flying with a Missile Dropkick!! The fans give a mixed reaction, as both members of Secret Heaven get up and share a look.. As Karagious uses the ropes to stand, Calvin slides down and kicks him in the crotch from behind! Karagious doubles over in agony, but within a second Corey Farmer nails him with an uppercut kick to the throat!

Alex: Adam's Apple! Damn, that's gotta hurt!!

Steve: Come on, ref, get back in the ring and keep this match civil! For God sake, that move can't be legal.

Alex: The refs doing his job, Steve! He's out there helping Aaron Rain..

Steve: While Karagious loses any chance of having children, I might add!

The Devil stays down, grasping his crotch and neck while breathing in hard. He struggles to deal with the pain, as the referee finally gets Rain up to his feet.. The WEW official slides into the ring, but by this time Calvin Mirage is already back in his corner, reaching out for the tag. Farmer casually strolls over, and slaps the hand of his best friend, before pulling Karagious up to his feet. The referee instructs Farmer to leave the ring, but both Secret Heaven members ignore him, taking Karagious out with a brutal Double Spinning Heel Kick! He drops down to the canvas, and all hope seems lost as Mirage drops down for the cover.. One.. Two.. Aaron Rain making the save! The crowd buzz loudly for Twisted Purpose now, as Rain is forced back into his corner. Calvin Mirage peels Karagious off the mat, pushes him against the cables and whips him against the ropes.. The crowd rumble as Karagious ducks a forearm.. They get louder as he dodges a Spinning Back Kick.. And the fans explode as Karagious lunges back into Calvin Mirage, impaling his skull into the canvas with a huge Tornado DDT! Aaron Rain belts his fist against the turnbuckle now, screaming for the tag.. But Karagious hasn't finished with Mirage yet. As Calvin gets to his feet, Karagious sends him straight back down with a standing Drop Kick! Mirage back up again, and gets the wind knocked out of his lungs with a brutal Spinebuster!!

Steve: Karagous finding his fire!! The match is really heating up now, Alex!

Alex: Aaron Rain is just begging for the tag! But will he get it, now that Corey Farmer has just climbed through the ropes!?

Avoiding the lethal feet of Farmer, Karagious dives over the fallen body of Calvin Mirage and slaps hands with the pumped-up Aaron Rain! The fans explode as Rain flies into the ring, nailing Corey Farmer with a quick Clothesline! He gets back to his feet, but is taken back down with another Clothesine! Mirage gets up, and is sent to the mat with a perfect Dropsault! Rain jumps to his feet, feeding off the energy from the crowd, and almost breaks Corey Farmers jaw with a swift Superkick! Farmer is sent to the outside, but Mirage catches Rain off guard as the crowd groan, and the two exchange punches, losing all momentum. Rain wins the power struggle, and pulls Mirage in position for the Alabama Slam. Holding him there, Karagious surprises everybody by ascending to the top rope and sizing up his opponent.. Thousands of cameras flash, as Karagious leaps from the top and completely wipes Calvin Mirage out with a hard-hitting Clothesline!

Steve: The Alabama Slammer, folks!! And I don't think I've ever seen that move performed that damn good!

Alex: You can say that again! I think Mirage has lost all conscious after that devastating impact!

Mirage lays in a crumpled heap on the canvas, as Aaron Rain throws himself over for the cover.. One.. Two.. Thr-Corey Farmer with the save! Rain finds himself battling away with Farmer now, exchanging fists as the referee calls for them to break it up.. They near the ropes, and Johnny Karagious dives through, Clotheslines Corey Farmer over the top rope and crashing with him to the outside. Both Karagious and Farmer remain down on the outside, as Aaron Rain looks upon the wreckage. When he finally does turn around, Calvin Mirage is quick to jump up and throw both Ankles around Rains neck, dragging him down to the canvas! The crowd go crazy as Mirage locks his finisher on, crushing the neck of Rain between his ankles! For a good ten or fifteen seconds, Aaron Rain is tightened with the 'Black Hole' submission move.. Struggling to breathe, and holding his hand only inches above the mat, mere seconds away from submitting. Calvin locks his ankles tighter, as the crowd continue to roar..

Steve: This could be all over!! Calvin Mirage has the Black Hole locked in and I don't see Aaron Rain reaching the ropes anytime soon!

Alex: He just pulled this finisher out of nowhere, and it looks like it's lights out for Twisted Purpose!

The referee is down by the side of both men, shouting the question of whether Rain quits.. Calvin keeps the hold on, and Aaron Rain looks as though he's about to tap, his hand trembling above the canvas.. Suddenly, Rain reaches his hand up high and brings it down! But before he can reach the mat, Johnny Karagious slides his arm under the bottom rope and catches the hand of his tag-team partner!! The crowd roar wildly, as Rain and Karagious tighten their hand grip, Mirage staring at Karagious with ferocity! The Devil releases the hand of his partner, and dives onto Mirage breaking the hold and unleashing a flurry of right hands! The WEW official calls for the break of the hold and the match continues! Rain holds his throat, breathing in sharp breaths as Karagious and Mirage battle away. Mirage attempts White Russia on Karagious, backing Karagious in the corner as he batters him with kicks and punches.. After nailing about ten or so attacks, Mirage is caught off guard with a flying forearm to the back of the skull by Rain!! Karagious drops to the mat, as Calvin stumbles around, clutching his head.. The crowd pop like crazy as Aaron Rain spins Mirage around, and pulls him in position for the Empty Spiral!! Moving into the centre of the ring, Rain lifts him high and pulls him down hard onto the top of his head, executing the finisher with perfection!

Alex: Empty Spiral! Rain has just won the match for Twisted Purpose, it's all over! It's all over!!

Steve: Rain drops down for the cover!

The fans chant along as the referee slides into position.. One.. Two.. Broken by a wild dive from Corey Farmer! The whole arena sighs, as Aaron Rain rolls off and slams his fist against the canvas! Farmer rolls out of the ring, and quickly climbs to his corner, begging Calvin to make the tag. Rain lifts Mirage up to his feet, and attempts the Empty Spiral once again, locking Mirage's head under his arm.. But out of nowhere, Calvin throws his heel up backwards and dazes Aaron Rain with a Heel Kick! Rain drops to the mat, grabbing his nose, as Calvin falls to his knees.. It doesn't take long before Corey Farmer's hand is slapped, and Farmer bolts across the ring to knock Karagious off the apron. Karagious drops to the floor, and Secret Heaven have Aaron Rain right where they want him. Corey and Calvin suddenly embrace, whispering in each others ears and smirking. They look at eachother and share a little kiss on the lips before performing a martial arts dance. They nail the rising Rain with kicks and punches, ending the dance with Corey and Calvin hitting a simultaneous Superkick!! Rain is levelled, face down on the mat and completely drained as the fans get loud. Corey Farmer could go for the pinfall, but finds himself crouching low and stalking Aaron Rain like a wild animal.. Slowly, Rain gets on all fours, shaking the cobwebs and getting to his feet.. Finally, Rain stumbles backwards right into the Tempest! A devastating 12 hit combo, performed with unequalled perfection by Corey Farmer! Karagious makes his way up to the apron, as Farmer circles the downed Rain with a viscous glare in his youthful eyes. Mirage just watches from his corner with admiration..

Alex: I think this is gonna be it!! Farmer's Conclusion is right around the corner!!

Steve: I wouldn't count Twisted Purpose out just yet, Alex!

Before Rain can get to his feet, Corey Farmer jams his bare foot into Rain's mouth!! The crowd go crazy, as Rain struggles to breath with Farmer's foot stuck in his mouth.. Out of pure desperation, Aaron Rain reaches deep into his technical bag of tricks and wraps both his legs around the body of Corey Farmer! With a variated Leg Lock he easily brings Farmer down to the canvas, increasing the pressure on the smaller frame of his opponent.. Both men struggle against their respective moves, Farmer feeling the pain of the Leg Lock on his ribs, and Rain barely able to breathe with Farmer's foot jammed in his mouth! The crowd are pumped, as they see what the referee hasn't.. Johnny Karagious subtly climbs to the top turnbuckle, signalling to the fans for Death From Above!! Every single WEW fan gets to their feet, and gets their cameras ready for this rare move in Karagious' arsenal.. Before the referee can notice, Karagious dives out and flips in midair! He completely shatters the head of Corey Farmer, with a sickening thud, landing the frontflip leg drop with force!

Steve: I can't believe it!! Just when we thought it was over, Johnny Karagious pulling out all the stops and executing Death From Above!!

Alex: It's gotta be over now!

Karagious rolls out of the ring, and both Rain and Farmer are down and out, in the middle of the canvas! The crowd give Karagious a standing ovation, as he deals with the pain on the outside, some ringside fans even lucky enough to pat his shoulders with appreciation. It doesn't last long though, as Mirage lunges at him with some hard right hands! Both Karagious and Mirage battle on the outside now, as the WEW referee begins the ten count.. Calvin looks as though he's about to go for the Cyclonium, but Johnny Karagious reverses the move and pushes Mirage against the barrier, throwing his own hard knees into the face of Calvin! Meanwhile, inside the ring both men are getting to their feet.. Spitting the taste of foot from his mouth, Aaron Rain looks as crazed and furious as ever, stalking Corey Farmer with his arms out and ready.. He suddenly grabs both Farmers arms, crossing them in front of his body going for the Empty Spiral, and the fans buzz! But Farmer shows his flexibility by Snap-kicking his opponent in the face, and breaking his arms free! Rain spins around, and finds Farmer's fingers pressed against the pressure-points on his skull, attempting the Mind Break! Pushing Corey's hand away, Aaron Rain grabs him for the Front Guillotine Choke! The arena goes nuts, as Rain struggles to get Farmer down to the mat!

Steve: Front Guillotine Choke!!

Alex: When will this nightmare end, Steve!?

Meanwhile, outside Karagious is still battling away with Calvin, oblivious to the fact that Corey Farmer has broken free from the Choke and thrown his bare foot deep into the mouth of Aaron Rain! Rain struggles to breathe once again, trying hard to pull the foot from his mouth, but Farmer just pushes it in further! The crowd pulse as Rain starts to fade away, and the referee checks on him.. On the outside, Karagious drops Mirage like a sack of bricks with the deadly Straight To Hell! He stands back up, whips his head around to the action inside, and sees Aaron Rain's eyes rolling into the back of his head.. The WEW official raises Rain's hand off the mat, as Farmer pushes even further, blocking all air from his mouth. Karagious dives through the ropes, desperate to make the save.. But Aaron Rain's hand falls lifelessly to the mat, before The Devil can get close enough! The referee points wildly to the outside, and the bell is rung as the crowd go crazy!

Steve: It's over!! I can't believe it, Secret Heaven retain the WEW Championships!!

Alex: Aaron Rain passed out from the Farmer's Conclusion! This match is history!

Steve: I just can't believe it ended like that!! No one saw this coming!

Karagious dives ontop of both men a second too late, and lets his defeated body fall by their sides.. Heaving with utter disappointment and shock, as he hears the bell ring three times. Ode of a Love plays over the speakers, and Secret Heaven get a mixed but loud reaction, as the referee brings in their Championship belts. Corey Farmer is the first to rise, ignoring the referee as he grabs both belts and slides out to ringside.. He helps the dazed Calvin Mirage to his feet, and hands him one of the WEW Tag-Team Championships. Mirage looks at the shiny belt with a wide smile, before embracing his best friend with a very emotional hug.

Timothy Rogers: Here are your winners and still WEW Tag-Team Champions.. Secret Heaven!!!

Inside the ring, Johnny Karagious sits up on his knees, with an exhausted and disappointed expression on his face. He stares at both Corey and Calvin, before dropping his head into his hands, shaking it slowly. Farmer helps his friend up the ramp, holding his Championship belt high, and smiling a proud smile for everyone to see.
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Steve: Well Folks, as Karagious makes his way to the back, a shattered man, here's the announcement I've been looking forward to - WEW Survival Returns for another year in April!

Alex: WEW returns to the scene of the crime - The Arrowhead Pond in Anaheim, where Aaron Rain won a WEW Championship Shot and the Television Championship, Chris Michaels won the WEW Championship, and Steven Hammond defeated Flashman in a barbaric Non-Sanctioned Match!

Steve: This year, The Survival Match will return, with a WEW Championship Shot at the No Second Chances Pay-Per-View, and let me tell you, Alex, this year, the match is going to be bigger and better than last years, I can just tell!

Alex: You've got the Outlaws, LeBron, Doomsday, Karagious, Aaron Rain, a few mystery entrants, a lot of surprises, and maybe a few upsets aswell. It's going to be huge.

We cut backstage and Laura Tidak is running down the back halls of the arena.

Laura: Johnny, Johnny Karagious, can I have a moment please.

Karagious is walking fast down the hall way, he stops without turning and Laura runs to him.

Laura: Johnny we all just saw that, you lost on PPV once again, how do you feel?

Karagious gives her an incredulous look and has to really control himself from striking out at her.

Karagious: No, no I didn’t lose, Rain lost. Will I forgive him? Maybe but it wont be tonight. Tonight that bastard lost me my belts and tonight he better stay out of my way.

Laura: Ok so that makes it two botched title matches on two back to back PPVs, may I ask where to now for you?

Karagious face flushes red with anger and humiliation, his hand raises in an instant and he clutches at Laura's shirt front lifting her feet clean off of the ground. Laura squeals a little but tries not to yell out too much as Karagious drops her too the ground. His eyes, dark, blue and angry stare deep into the camera lens.

Karagious: Two losses, back to fucking back.

He breaths heavily through his nose and shakes his head in disgust.

Karagious: I am so sick of this shit. I said it before Unexpected Arising and I will say it again now. I am WEW, I am the franchise, I am that fucking good. The old saying goes if you want to be the best, you gotta beat the best…

Karagious smiles, it is a dark and twisted smile of pure hatred, anger and humiliation.

Karagious: The score is set at 1 – 1 – 1, on Cyberslam we finish it once and for all. We don’t need to involve Harlum or anyone else for that matter, me and you big boy, one last time, one last battle, one true winner.

Karagious stares deep into the camera, everyone knows who he is talking too and even the ring crew in the background have stopped to stare in stark horror at the challenge Karagious has laid down.

Karagious: I’m coming to the ring on Cyberslam, Coldfire and I want you there to face me. Forget Harlum, forget the rest of the roster, if they get in the way, we will kill them first. On Cyberslam the draw ends and it ends in my favour because I am that…

Fucking…

Good…

Karagious turns on his heel and stalks down the hallway as we go back to ringside.
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Steve: Wow! What a challenge! Will we see ColdFire vs. Johnny Karagious: Match 4, on the next Cyberslam?

Alex: I'm not sure, I don't even know if ColdFire has heard the challenge yet - as he's about to burst out here for the big tag match.

Steve: That's right, Alex, This is one that the entire locker room’s been looking forward to. Our boys, Coldfire and Hammond, are going to duke it out with Ed Johnson’s boys: Gutter Rat and Leandro!

Alex: Damn right, Steve. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone came out of this match with an injury! This match has got two seven footers: Leandro and Coldfire are both 7’ 4” monsters!

Timothy Rogers: The following match is scheduled for one fall! This is a tag team match! Introducing first, weighing in at three-hundred seventy five pounds: ColdFire!

“Secrets Of Silent Earth: 3” begins blasting through the speakers. As the opening guitar rift plays, the lights dim and the spotlights all focus on the ramp. Coldfire comes out as the rift ends and as the song drops, he walks into the ring. Tall and confident as always, he steps in. As he makes his way over the top rope, the two turnbuckles closest to him erupt with a gigantic flame, and die as the music stops.

ColdFire looks around, his arms crossed, calmly waiting. He looks at the entrance ramp, waiting for his partner.

Timothy Rogers: Introducing next, weighing in at three-hundred five pounds, Steven Hammond!

“Save the Day” by Living End begins ringing throughout the arena as a steady, continuous wall of bright gold fireworks completely blocks the entrance way. As it still continues, Steven Hammond emerges, dripping wet, carrying a bottle of water in his left hand. He walks down slowly, with his head bowed. He takes a sip of the water as he looks at the crowd, enjoying all of the cheers. He jumps, in one leap to the ring apron from the floor. Fireworks shoot up again from the turnbuckles, in three quick spurts, and Hammond extends his massive arms, looks to the ceiling, and spits his water high into the air. After he pours more water onto himself, he throws the bottle into the crowd.

Coldfire shot Hammond a dirty look, but Hammond looked indifferent, just giving him a nod and a hand motion, saying: “let’s put our differences behind us for one night, eh?”

ColdFire returned the nod, but not nearly as enthusiastically as Hammond. Coldfire still had a scowl on his face as his opponents began to enter:

Timothy Rogers: Now, weighing in together at a total of six-hundred ninety-three pounds, The Outlaws!

The spotlights dim as a dark, hard and borderline satanic voice booms through the sound system “We’re taking over this town.” The crowd shuffle in their seats in eager anticipation, and as the spotlights go completely off, the opening riff of “Cowboys from Hell” roar through the entire arena. However dark the arena was, the ring, entrance ramp, and stage remained clearly lit with a prominent black and white lighting effect. The crowd screams as The Outlaws storm in from backstage, like a pair of wild animals, their gigantic frames lit up with both black and white. Ed Johnson, smiling wide, rushes in behind them.

Neither Gutter Rat nor Leandro gives anytime to ColdFire or Hammond to prepare, charging into the still-lit arena like raged bulls. Both men slide into the squared circle, brawling with anyone brave enough to stand in-between them and the ring. Before the bell goes off, or the announcer can make his way out of the ring, or even for the lights to go back on, The Outlaws begin battling like the savage warriors they are, Ed Johnson cheering them on as he reaches the ring.

The referee yells at both teams to get one man out of the ring. Coldfire and Leandro step out of the ring, leaving Hammond and Gutter Rat – the two smaller men, if you can believe that – in the ring together. Ed Johnson laughs and claps on the outside, eager to see his man win.

Steve: Listen to these people!

The two run at eachother, swinging hard. They hit lefts and rights, each blow forcing the other to stumble back. Hammond takes a hard right that turns his head, but hits Rat with a hard right haymaker. Gutter Rat, however, comes back with a clothesline that knocks Hammond down, bringing a groan from the crowd and a cheer from Johnson.

Alex: WEW loses the first round of blows, I guess.

Steve: I wouldn’t be so sure!

Hammond throws his boot into Rat’s stomach, and takes the time to stand up. He grapples the Outlaw, and for a moment they force each other around the ring. Hammond, with the serious size and strength advantage, forces Gutter Rat into a corner.

Alex: Score one for WEW!

Ed Johnson screams at Gutter Rat to get out of there – but Hammond slammed his knee into Rat’s gut, and then his shoulder, again and again, leaving the Rat Bastard down on the ground, clutching his gut. Hammond raises a hand to the sellout WEW crowd and they scream for him.

He turns around and Leandro slams a big boot into his face, then walks quickly back to his own corner.

Steve: Son of a - !

Alex: Hey! They’re not allowed to do that – ref, they’re the OTHER SIDE, call it on ‘em!

Leandro, waving off the referee’s berating, steps over his rope and stands ready, watching as Hammond and Gutter Rat both slowly stand. Coldfire idly observes as Hammond and Gutter Rat stand again; the Rat Bastard takes the edge by raking Hammond’s eyes, and then clubbing his back into the ropes. Gutter Rat then grabs Hammond’s leg, and flips him over the ropes.

Steve: Oh dear…

Alex: Hammond’s outta the ring!

Leandro hops down from his corner, grinning at Hammond and the crowd and Gutter Rat. The referee starts shouting at him to head back to his corner. Leandro ignores this and, with Ed Johnson coming around, grabs Hammond’s head and starts pulling him up.

Steve: In the ring!

Coldfire slinks up behind Gutter Rat, grabs him round the waist, and hits a massive german suplex. The ring mat shakes with the impact, calling the referee’s attention. Coldfire stands up quicker than you’d think possible for a man his size, and he simply steps around the shouting referee.

Alex: Ref look out! He’s a big’un!

Coldfire shoves aside the referee and grabs the head of a recovering Gutter Rat. He literally throws him across the ring, into the corner, and then spears him hard as Hammond is slammed into the same turnbuckle by Leandro’s massive arms. Hammond falls to the ground as Coldfire grabs Gutter Rat’s hair and throws him to the mat. He looks down at Leandro and Hammond, and then at the Rat Bastard. Then he walks to his corner, shrugging it all off.

Steve: Shouldn’t Coldfire be stopping Leandro!?

Leandro looks at the man oddly for a moment, and then picks Hammond up and slides him into the ring. The Mexican monster walks to his own corner, eying Coldfire suspiciously, and then hops up onto the apron. The two monsters stare each other down calmly.

Alex: Well. What did THAT accomplish?

Steve: Hammond and Gutter Rat are both down in the ring, taken out by each other’s monster partner!

Hammond and Gutter Rat, however, are slowly standing and crawling towards their corners. They both reach out a hand, and then jump up – and they both tag at the same time.

Alex: Oh no!

Steve: Here we go!

Coldfire and Leandro both step into the ring and run at each other, over their partners. They meet, no – they collide – and lock up, forcing each other back and forth. They grapple with each other, trying to get an upper hand – finally, Leandro shoves Coldfire down onto one knee.

Alex: No!

Coldfire explodes up, blasting Leandro back and taking him down in one massive shoulder tackle.

Steve: Wow!

Leandro falls to the mat and Coldfire steps over to him, stomping his foot into Leandro’s chest over and over and over again. The Beast catches The Monster’s boot, and throws him back.

Steve: Only Leandro could throw Coldfire back like that!

The Beast stands up and Coldfire stands up, and the two lock up again. This time, Coldfire whips Leandro, but Leandro counters, and pulls Coldfire, but then Coldfire counters, and pulls Leandro, and then the two just stand there, both trying to overpower. With a horrendous crash, the two slip and crash into the mat.

Alex: Haha!

Coldfire and Leandro both take a second to recover from the shock of flat-out falling on their asses. By this time, Hammond and Gutter Rat have recovered and gotten to their corners. Ed Johnson, on the outside, is cheering on Leandro, telling him to get up.

Steve: Neither of these men has probably ever faced someone who could equal their size and strength.

They stand, and in the middle of the ring, the two monstrous wrestlers circle. Coldfire lifts a hand, and outright smacks the smaller of the two men. The Mexicano Condena wails back at him with a haymaker, forcing the bigger monster to stumble backwards. Coldfire comes back with a quick series of jabs, and then a backhand – Leandro hits hard rights after absorbing the blows. Coldfire takes the rights, then looks as Leandro with widened eyes.

Alex: Look at his face! Haha!

Steve: Coldfire has never, in his years here in the WEW, ever met a man who could take his blows like this!

Leandro hits one last hard right, and then Coldfire catches the next one. He hits a spinning backhand once, twice, three, four times – Leandro’s head snaps to the side, then his body follows, then he crumples to the ground. Coldy jumps on his grabbing his arms and looping them around his own shoulders. Then Coldfire grabs his own hands and pulls his arms together – stretching out Leandro’s body much like a camel clutch would.

Alex: This is one of Coldfire’s power submissions.

Leandro’s face shows the pain, but he doesn’t scream. Coldfire has Leandro up on his tiptoes, his chest stretched out and pulled all the while Coldy applying more and more pressure. Leandro’s head starts shaking as the crowd screams for Coldfire and Ed Johnson screams for his Outlaws. Leandro lets out a single shout, and then he powers out of Coldfire’s grasp in one quick explosion of force. Coldfire falls to his knees with the sudden snap of his power, and Leandro kicks back, throwing Coldfire onto his stomach.

Steve: My God! Leandro’s just powered out of Coldfire’s grasp!

The Beast stomps on Coldfire’s back, but the monster uses the ropes to pull himself up. With a single arm, he shoves Leandro back. Coldfire still leans on the ropes. Then Leandro goes for a clothesline.

Alex: He’s flying!

Coldfire has ducked down, and thrown Leandro over his shoulder, over the rope, out to the outside, where he lands with a wretched crash.

Steve: A fall like that, for a man that size, is intense and takes it out of ya!

Coldfire follows Leandro to the outside, despite the calls of the referee. He lands next to him, and immediately grabs his hair to pull him upright. He smacks his chest, then whips him to the turnbuckle, which he smashes into and then stumbles back – Coldfire grabs him ‘round the waist….

Alex: No no no!

…and throws him into the barrier with a devastatingly perfect belly-to-back suplex!

Steve: How did he do that to Leandro!?

Gutter Rat, seeing this, decided to intervene. He jumps down and runs to the scene of destruction, only to have Hammond run in and tackle him to the ground, then beat him senseless, his head bouncing on the protective mat around the ring. Hammond stands up, raises his hands to the crowd, and then turns to help Coldfire.

Steve: What are they trying to do here?

Alex: No… I think…

Coldfire has Leandro set up for a powerbomb. Hammond is standing beside him, watching him. Coldy raises his single fist to the crowd, and then wraps his arms around Leandro’s stomach.

Alex: No! They can’t!

Hammond helps Coldfire lift Leandro up, and then together they slam him back down into the mat! The thud is sickeningly dull, and the crowd realizes this; they groan and scream for the pain, and a weak chant of “holy shit!” rises up around the scene of the crime.

Ed Johnson is pounding on the ring mat, cursing and spitting at Coldfire and Hammond, who are currently picking Leandro up and rolling him into the ring. The monster slides in and picks up Leandro’s leg for the pin.

Steve: Gotta be.

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No! Leandro kicks out, throwing Coldfire off of him practically. The monster looks down at the Beast of the Outlaws in some mix of concern and admiration. Coldfire then stands, and grabs Leandro’s hand while he recovers. He drags him over to his corner, and holds out Leandro’s hand to Gutter Rat.

Alex: What’s Coldy doing?

Steve: It looks like he’s goading Gutter Rat, which I wouldn’t recommend.

Gutter Rat just looks at Coldfire. Then, the WEW Monster Legend spits on Leandro. Both Outlaws sit up at that – simultaneously, Gutter Rat smacks his partner’s hand, held by Coldfire. Leandro rolls over, fingers the spit on his suit. And they both explode out of the corner, taking out the monsters – Gutter Rat, a shoulder tackle from the ropes, and Leandro, a clothesline from a rising stance. Coldfire is laid out spread-eagle in the centre of the ring, and they both stomp on him hard and fast.

Alex: Hey, no fair!

Steve: I’m WEW to the bone… but he might deserve this for that. You don’t spit on another man, ever.

Hammond storms in, first running up from behind Leandro and hitting an awkward full-nelson slam on the bigger man, and then catching Gutter Rat’s fist and hitting a clothesline of his own. He starts stomping on Leandro, who rolls out of the ring slowly. Hammond follows.

Gutter Rat recovers quickly enough – he crawls to Coldfire and grabs the monster’s throat, throttling him and choking him. The ref kicks his forearm, and the Rat Bastard goes for a pin.

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No, Coldfire kicks out, sending Gutter Rat over his head, and the crowd cheers for the monster.

Steve: Yes! With authority!

Ed Johnson shouts and pounds the mat again, and then jumps aside as Leandro slams Hammond’s head down right next to him, and then throws the new age monster to the ground.

Alex: Things aren’t going well for Hammond…

The referee catches sight of the two and then tells them to break it up now. Leandro obeys, and leaves Hammond to fend for himself as he recovers from the several impacts he’s just taken.

Coldfire recovers slowly under the occasional hammer blows from Gutter Rat. Then, with a single explosion of power, Coldfire reaches up, grabs Gutter Rat’s throat, and lifts him up…!

Steve: There it is! Rain in July! Rain in July! This will change this match!

Coldfire throws himself across the ring and tags in Steven Hammond, the second generation monster.

Alex: Business picks up, as they say!

Steven Hammond runs across the ring and clubs Leandro off of the apron, then he turns to Gutter Rat, grabs his hair to pull him up, tosses him onto his shoulder, and raises a single finger to the screaming crowd as they roar and shout for what they all know is coming.

Steve: HAMMOND PLUNGE!

Alex: Gutter Rat’s dead.

Steve: Gutter Rat has just taken the two most devastating moves in the history of the WEW in a row! Pin him! Pin him!

Hammond stands up, and goes for a pin, but Ed Johnson is talking to the referee, distracting him. The camera shows Johnson shouting up at the official, and then it shows Coldfire sailing off of the apron in a suicide dive, landing squarely on Johnson’s chest.

Alex: Coldfire just KILLED Ed Johnson! About time!

Steve: Alex!

The referee turns and dives to the ground by Hammond’s pin.

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Leandro slams a massive boot into the back of Hammond’s head. He grabs Hammond’s head, and lifts Steven Hammond up, dropping him back flat on his face a few feet from Gutter Rat.

Leandro drops a heavy knee, from a 7’ 2” man, on Hammond’s back, and then he slams a forearm once, twice, three times into Hammond’s neck. Then he grabs Hammond’s head and bashes his face into the mat once, twice, three times, and blood drips from the new age monster’s face.

Steve: Hammond’s bleeding!

But then Hammond rolls away to the ropes, shoving aside the referee as he checks him. Hammond pulls himself up, and turns to face Leandro. He looks up at him, and then he unleashes a right, a left, a quick combo, and then he shouts, before he tackles Leandro to the ground and pounds him, hard. Blood splatters from Leandro’s face.

Alex: Now Leandro’s bleeding.

Shouting loud enough that it’s audible throughout the arena, Leandro roars and shoves Hammond off of him, feeling the blood on his face. He shoves Hammond directly toward Gutter Rat, who grabs the monster and rolls him over onto his back. He starts dropping knees onto Hammond, choking him, beating him into the ground. The monster rolls away to the ropes and manages to stand again.

Steve: My God, the resilience! Hammond is managing to stand after all this beating!

Gutter Rat grabs Hammond, and whips him to the ropes… where Coldfire slaps the monster on the back. Hammond hits a clothesline on the return to down Gutter Rat, and then Coldfire jumps up onto the third rope, balances, and then launches – he land DIRECTLY on a recovering Leandro in a stomp, all 470 pounds of him landing on the Beasts’ chest. Leandro kicks, screams, pounds the mat, and then rolls away. Hammond, meanwhile, goes for a second clothesline on Gutter Rat, but it’s avoided. Hammond runs towards Coldfire… who promptly throws him over the ropes!

Steve: What!?

Alex: Did he mean to do that!?

Coldfire stands and steps towards Gutter Rat, but Gutter Rat hits a hard kick to the gut, and then a European uppercut that makes the monster stumble back. Then he kicks his gut again, grabs his head, and hits a horrendously powerful DDT. Gutter Rat turns, and hooks the leg of Coldfire, who is bleeding profusely.

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No! Coldfire kicks out, throwing Gutter Rat off of him. On the outside, Leandro and Hammond have began throwing lefts and rights at each other weakly. Hammond whips Leandro into a pole, and then follows up with a hard knee.

In the ring, Gutter Rat straddles Coldfire and starts laying stiff, hard, right punches into Coldfire’s bleeding face.

Steve: Coldfire is bleeding bad.

Alex: So’s everyone else, except that Rat Bastard.

Gutter Rat crawls off of Coldfire, and then pulls him up to a standing position. He whips him to the ropes, hard, and Coldfire nearly moves the ring. The monster stumbles out of the ring, towards Gutter Rat.

Steve: NO!

Sin City Train Wreck – a horrifying gore nearly cuts Coldfire in two! The monster practically goes limp as Gutter Rat rolls him over onto his back.

On the outside, Leandro has Hammond pushed against the barrier and is hitting hard slaps onto his chest.

Gutter Rat Pins:

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3!

Timothy Rogers: Here are your winners - THE OUTLAWS!!

Steve: No, god damnit!

Alex: Hey! We own this show! Outlaws can’t win!

Ed Johnson and Leandro make it to the ring, and Hammond walks up the ramp, looking irritably back at Coldfire, who rolls over onto his stomach, bleeding.
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As the carnage from the previous match settles down, the Tale of the Tape appears on the Cyber-Tron, sending the WEW Fans into hysterics, chanting and screaming in anticipation of the main event.

 

Steve: Finally. Finally we've been through the thick and the thin, the passion and the pain, the blood, the sweat, and the tears. We've seen just about everything you can see in this business already tonight, and we still have the fate of the World Championship yet to be decided. Folks who know Rob Arson, know he has his work cut out for him against the reigning Champion Flashman in what is to to be a night that will go down in WEW History!

Alex: No doubt about it Steve, and just when you think that the fans couldn't be anything short of exhausted, just listen to them!

Alex stands, hoisting his headset into the air, catching the roar of the crowd, with the emphasis on several of the rowdies at ringside.

The lights begin to dim, and then go out as ‘Disintegrating’ by Jerk begins to play. The fans begin to stomp their feet and clap, for they know that the Main Event is finally underway. Blue spotlights come on circling around the arena, in the crowd, we can see some of the fans doing the 3 and the 3volution. At the entranceway, smoke blasts outward making a wall, and the challenger for the gold, Rob Arson steps through it. He looks pretty focused as he heads down the entrance ramp, never taking his eyes off the ring. As he gets to the bottom of the ramp, and the spotlights go off. There is complete darkness for a few seconds, almost in contrast to the noise coming from behind it by the thousands in attendance. A huge spotlight comes on and is focused on Rob Arson, still at ringside, near the corner. He lifts his arms to his chest in a 3volution taunt and snaps them back to his side, sending fireworks out of the turnbuckles. Up the steps, over the top rope, into the ring. The challenger is ready.

Steve: Rob Arson has Never looked better than he does tonight, Alex.

Alex: They say that greatness surrounds itself with more greatness, Steve. And Arson is competeing with the Best tonight. This one is for all the marbles!

Again the lights dim. The chorus of 'All That Remains' hits, and the WEW World Heavyweight Champion, Flashman makes his way out to a chorus of boos from the crowd. He looks at them with that smug look on his face, knowing that any member of the audience, to those at home waiting to see it on Pay-Per-View, or at worst, check the internet results, would trade a vital organ to trade places with him, just for being who he is, doing what he's done, or knowing what he knows. He walks down the ramp, belt over his shoulder, and fans at ringside are asking him to pose for a picture. Flash blows them off, and a little girl, heart broken flips him off as he walks away. The black and white pyros begin shooting off into the sky and throughout the arena, the strobe light effect synchs in with the pyros. The Champion makes his way into the ring, looking at the Challenger briefly as he passes, and he spins around, arms outstretched as the fans boo him unmercifully as he stops to remove his trademarked hood.

Steve: Like him, hate him, he is your Champion!

Alex: Flashman has definitely proven to be the man in WEW.

The referee takes the strap, holding it high into the air, then passes it down to ringside, he then begins checking the wrestlers, and retreats to the centre of the ring before calling for the bell to start the match. As the match begins, the two men lock up in the centre of the ring, they struggle for a few seconds before Flash shoves Arson away. Never one to back down, Rob forces them to lock up again, but again, after a short lock, Arson is again pushed back. Flash gets the look on his face like the challenger isn't worthy to lock up with him. He paces around the ring for a few seconds, before the two go to lock up a third time, but Arson hammers him with a hard right hand, sending Flash to the mat in shock. Arson, turns around and signals a taunt to the cheering crowd, as behind his back, Ash jumps to his feet, and charges from behind, taking Rob Arson down with a bulldog. He starts to get some momentum going, as he stomps at Arson’s back, screaming insults at him. Flash walks over, mocking some of the front-row onlookers then moves back towards Arson. He picks up the challenger and hits him with a sharp right hook which sends Rob back into the corner He then grabs up Arson by his hair and kicks him in the gut, setting him up. Arson begins fighting back, but the Champion, retaining control, drops Arson on his head. Flash rises to one knee, arms outstretched and smugly nodding to the crowd. He kneels there for a moment, avoiding the pin to keep the crowd just this side of a mob. He allows Rob to slowly get to his feet, runs at him once more, and takes him down with a Tornado DDT. Quick cover, but even dazed, Arson powers out with force just before the ref can count to two.

Steve: Wow!! Flashman proving he hasn't been resting on his laurels these past weeks.. He certainly isn't just going to allow Arson to just get the better of him, what a DDT that was!

Alex: Well, he sure has taken an early advantage here. He's done his homework, and it shows...

Flashman looks surprised, and then angry. He begins a confrontation with the ref, for what he deems a slow count, pushing him back. The referee stands up for himself and pushes Flash back a step, threatening to call the match if any more shenanigans are to be had. Flashman looks irritated and again tries to argue with the ref, but the ref stands his ground. Flashman turns around, only for Arson to grab him, and toss him over his head in a belly-to-belly over the head suplex. The stunned Flash sits up, holding his back, only for a dropkick off the back of his head to send him slumping over near the ropes, which he grabs hold of, pulling himself out of the ring. Rob Arson paces around the ring, his eyes on the dazed and obviously hurt Champion. He eventually goes over to the ropes, drops down, and rolls out. Outside, Flash manages a thumb to the eyes, but Arson grabs hold of his wrist, and Irish whips Flash towards the crowd. It's reversed, and instead, it's Arson who hits the barrier. He tries to get up, pulling on the barrier, as the crowd shout at him from inches away. Flashman hops up to the apron, and after a few breaths, and a pose, launches himself at his opponent. Arson can't move in time, and essentially, both men end up colliding into the barrier! Both men are hurt by the collision. Flashman begins to regain his bearings, looking to Arson who lies down and out. He grabs him by the hair, leading him slowly to the ring. Once there, he tosses Arson into the ring, and climbs in. He seems intent on destroying the Challenger at all costs. As he climbs inside, Arson is using the ropes to get too his feet, Flashman now focuses his attention on the crowd yelling them to shut up, which of course, only riles their ire. Rob has gotten back too his feet shakily, and Flashman is unaware of this development. Arson goes up behind him and hits him with a reverse DDT. The impact being a resounding THUD. Arson slowly gets back too his feet leaving Flash lying on the mat after the reverse DDT. He bounces into the ropes and hits a fast legdrop, slowly getting back to his feet, still suffering from the effects of the previous beating. Arson again bounces into the ropes and hits a second quick legdrop leaving Flashman flat out on the ground... Arson covers, the ref going down and counting.

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Kick Out! Flash, the Champion just gets his arm up before the ref could slam his hand down for the three count.

Steve: A near pinfall , and almost a new World Champion!

Alex: Not even close!

Up to his feet, Arson, the hungry Challenger, stalks his Champion prey... A groggy Flashman slowly gets to his feet, and as Arson comes at him, he schoolboys the Challenger, surprising everyone.

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2...

KICKOUT!

The crowd is behind Arson, and the arena strong begin chanting his name. An embarrassed Flashman gets up and looks at the crowd, and yells at them to shut up. He then begins to stomp on the chest of Arson, while he is still on the ground. The ref steps in and pushes Flashman back, and starts to yell at him. Again, Flashman pushes the ref back a little...

Alex: Watch out Flash, don't want to get DQ'd.

Again, the ref warns him as he walks over to Arson. Flash grabs his legs, and drags him to the middle of the ring. He attempts to put Arson into a Boston Crab. Arson however, pushes him away with the foot he got loose. Flashman goes head first into the corner turnbuckle. The Champ stunned, dazedly turns around, shaking his head, as Arson grabs hold, and locks him right into a submission hold. The crowd goes nuts, as Arson sends Flash to the mat and applies pressure to the neck of the Champion. The crowd begins to stomp, and chant for Flashman to tap. But he doesn't.

Steve: Flashman sure holding on, but for how long!?

Alex: As long as he needs to..

Arson yells, as he pulls the neck of Flashman back more, but suddenly, Cockier than you reverses the lock, and rolls Arson into a pin.

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2..

KICKOUT! Both wrestlers get up and run at each other. Arson picks Flashman up, but is countered again as Flash, locks and rolls him into a small package.

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KICKOUT! They rise, and the two men furiously lock up, and begin shoving each other back and forth, each trying to get the upper hand. Arson rolls to one side, and hits Flashman with a modified roll-up, and the ref counts.

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KICKOUT! Flash reverses, and rolls Arson over to his back with a pin of his own. The referee slaps the mat again.

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2..

Arson semi-bridges, and the display of both men after so long in the ring is amazing. At the height of the bridge, both men roll and contort, but it is the bigger man, Arson, who catches Flash rolled up in a small package, hooking the leg.

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Flashman scrambles for leverage, and rolls.

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2..

The hold is broken and the fans are amazed with the display... Both men get to their feet, but Flash is just a half step quicker than Arson, booting him in the stomach, and putting his head between his legs. He lifts as if trying for a piledriver, as the fans in the arena fall deafly silent. Arson though sends them cheering, and Flashman over his back. Flash holds on, trying to flip the big man, who drops directly on the chest of the Champion.
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KICKOUT!

Alex: HE KICKED OUT!!! HE KICKED OUT!!!

Steve: Listen to that crowd!!!

Arson rises, not believing that Flash had that last little reserve to kick out of the move. He picks the winded Champ up, and throws a blow, then another, He whips Flashman into the ropes, and the Champion ducks a clothesline on the way back through. He hits the ropes with an elegance, and flies through the air with a beautiful flying forearm that sends Arson to the mat. Both men roll, and slowly rise. Neither moving in, waiting to catch their breath after the quick-paced opening, and come back out for another lock-up. This time, Flashman locks the arm of Arson in an arm twister. He twists on the arm, sapping the strength of Arson reserved for later. A second spin, and Arson cries out in pain, as Flashman applies some leverage. Arson gives him a few seconds, then with every fiber of his being, jerks his arm, bringing Flashman towards him. He shoulder-blocks the Champion, but both men receive the pain. Arson falls back into the corner, clutching his shoulder, while Flash hits the mat, back-first, and rolls from the ring. It isn't long before Arson is in hot pursuit outside, and he goes for a running clothesline, but Flashman ducks it, Arson turns around, to find himself on the receiving end of the Flashkick. The referee is counting, and Flashman rolls into, and back out of the ring, as he gets outside, he grabs Arson by the head, and leads him over to the mat, trying to hoist him back into the ring.

Steve: One thing you can say about Flashman, is no matter who he's facing, it's always going to be a show.

Finally, Flash is able to get Arson onto the mat, and hops up to the apron. Even in in his dazed state though, Arson gets to his feet quickly. He rises and hits Flash in the ribs with a shoulder. Flashman bows outward, but uses the top rope to keep himself supported. He comes back in, and Arson drills him with another shoulder with the same teetering effect. A third though, but Flashman is ready, and leaps over Arson, circling down and tries to sunset flip. Arson though clutches at the middle rope, and Flashman can't seem to leverage him over. Arson stands nearly up, and drops with a thud as his rump hits nothing but mat.

Steve: Arson missed that last butt-drop, and now he's in a spot.

Alex: He went to the well one too many times with that one, Steve.

Steve: Thanks, J.R

Arson is now in a prime position for a beating. He rolling over to get up as Flashman hits a couple of hard rights to his forehead He helps Arson to his feet, and runs to the ropes, coming back with a massive clothesline that spins Arson up and over! The sheer force though, knocks down both men! Flashman, quicker to his feet, pulls Arson up, and goes for the Irish Whip. Arson rebounds against the ropes, ducks Flash's' clothesline, but then falls prey to a standing drop kick to the knee. Arson buckles, but remains on one leg, before Flash executes another standing dropkick, this time to his jaw. Flash drops, and again makes the cover.

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2...

Alex: What a massive dropkick to the face, Arson has to be out cold...

Kickout.

Arson rolls over onto his stomach, clutching his face, but the Champion wastes no time letting him recover. He picks Arson up to his feet, kicks him in the gut, and follows it up with a European uppercut, knocking Arson to the mat in the sit-down position. Flash locks on a Dragon Sleeper and wrenches back, his whole body being used in this one move, trying to get a victory but probably going to injure both men in the process. Arson scrambles to the ropes, all the while, the ref telling him he can give up if he wants to. As he gets just to the bottom rope, Flashman drags him back to the centre of the ring as an eruption of boos explode across the arena. Flash wrenches his body back and this causes Arson to nearly tap! He makes the rope though, causing the hold to be broken, and Flash rises, spitting on Rob Arsons exhausted form as he passes. Flashman walks over to the turnbuckles, hoisting himself up them, as below, Arson begins to rise. As Flash gets to the top, and turns around, Arson makes a diving leap to hit the buckles, causing Flashman to lose footing, and he falls, straddling just behind the turnbuckle, and a big 'ooooh' erupts from the crowd. Arson climbs up the first series of ropes, and plants a shot to Flashman's head. Flash is in pain, but he fires back. Arson hits another, and rises a step up the ropes, and Flashman again fires back. Arson hits a third shot, and this time, hooks Flashman's arm over his neck. He lifts Flashman up high into the air, as both men go over backs first, and the mat-slap is heard throughout the arena.

Steve: What a Superplex! Flashman is reeling!!

Indeed he is. Flashman hops a couple of times on his back due to the sting. Arson slowly makes it to his feet, and now he heads up the turnbuckles and makes it to the top. Once there, he signals the 3 to the crowd, who are hitting another decibel, and mimicking the taunt, and what seems to be about a billion little flickers of light go off as camera phones throughout the arena capture the moment. Rob Arson launches himself of the turnbuckles and the fans lay witness to him hitting the shooting star press down on the fallen Champion.

Steve: Oh that's gotta be it!! Arson tips the scales at three-hundred pounds. Flashman will be lucky to have just survived!

Alex: But Arson looks to have winded himself as well.

He has. Flashman isn't moving much, other than to roll to his side and clutch his now bruised ribs. Arson though is feeling the pain, and is slowly stumbling around the ring on all-fours, hasping for breath. The referee starts his 10-count, but only gets to three before Arson rolls over Flashman for a pinning attempt.

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Flashman is still crushed from Arsons girth, but manages to hoist one foot to the bottom rope. The referee calls it a two count. Fatigue has started to set into both men, and they lay there on the ground, side by side for a few seconds, before they both start to struggle to a vertical base. Once up, Arson Irish whips Flashman towards the ropes, but catches the referee, knocking him over the top rope and onto the ground below… Arson walks over to the ropes and looks down at the referee, and then turns to face Flashman, but walks straight into Flash stepping off the his knee and driving his own into the side of Arsons head. Arson is down! Flashman grabs hold, and again brings Arson to his groggy feet. Arson is bent forward against the Flashman' midsection, and Flash grabs around Arsons midsection and lifts. It takes a ton of intestinal fortitude, but Arson is held upside down facing in the same direction as the Champion, who then hooks his arms around one leg, and drops to a sitting position, Arsons' head falling between Flashes thighs down to the mat.

Steve: Flash of Lightning!!!

Alex: Turn out the lights, the party's over!!!

It's awkward, yet effective. Flash goes for the cover, but the ref is only just staggering up on the outside, and doesn’t see the pin. The crowd count in unison, as do the commentators..

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Flash looks pretty damn disgruntled as he breaks the pin attempt. He walks to the ropes, and tries to berate the ref back into the ring. Arson, holding the back of his head, is recovering behind him, dazed, but slowly standing behind Flash. Flash turns around, still looking disgusted and falls prey to the 3vo driver!! The fans in attendance stand as they believe that they are witnessing the beginning of the end. From out of the back, walk the members of NXT2. They don't rush down the ramp, or head to the ring, instead, they stand at the top of the rampway, cheering their leader on.

Steve: The Threevo Driver!! Flashman is down!! History is about to be made here in the Savemart Centre!!!

Alex: Arson better hurry the ref up if he wants the win, and if he gets it, he'd better haul ass 'cause the squad is here to suport their mentor.

A groggy referee slides in and slaps the pinfall.

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Again, and only acting on impulse alone, Flashman gets a leg up on the bottom rope before the ref’s hand hits three. The guys above applaud and showboat as in the ring, a fustrated Arson picks up the staggered Champion.

Alex: Flashman showing some Champion personification in this match!

Steve: BOTH of these two are living up to their word, neither man is willing to stop.

Flash's' face is red with both pain and exertion as he tries to stand. Arson backs off and waits for Flash to be fully upright. Arson charges across the ring and the fans cheer, but Flash ducks the clothesline and comes with an uppercut into the chin of Arson. The head of Rob Arson is snapped back and he staggers back holding his neck while Flash runs at him and hit’s a running inverted neck breaker. The ring shakes on impact at the devastating move and Flash lets out a cry of delight at having hit such a powerful move. He hooks the leg of Arson and the crowd boo as the referee counts.

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Arson still kicks out and the crowd let out their approval, as Both men look to be nearing complete exhaustion a second wind, as they rise to their feet after catching their breath. As they approach again, Arson grabs Flash by the face, and leans back to deliver a headbutt, but Flash rakes his eyes and then hits him with a low blow, and typical of 'Sports Entertainment' the ref didn’t see it. Arson goes down to one knee and Flashman gets to his feet. He goes to get Arson to his feet but Rob lands a punch to the midsection and gets to his feet on his own power. Arson lets out a bellow as he lifts Flash up again up into the Denominator position, pushing him with his hands. Flash flies downwards, dropping to a regular Piledriver position, and is holding his neck as the referee drops to slap the count.

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3!

Timothy Rogers: Here is your winner, and your NEW!! Worldwide Entertainment Wrestling Champion - ROB ARSON!!

Steve: He's done it!! He's done it!! We have a New World Champion!!! Rob Arson has become the Thirteenth Champion in WEW History!!! He on more than one occasion had stated that if he could not beat Flashman at Unexpected Arising, that he would pack his bags and go, but it looks like he is in it for the long haul now!!!

The fans erupt as in the ring, Flash rolls groggily to the floor. The fans are on their feet, cheering for Arson. The locker area spurts out its contents, as nearly every WEW wrestler is running to the ring. Arson is handed the belt, and he raises it high, high into the air for the world to see. He is hoisted up by several of the wrestlers, as his music plays, and streamers begin falling by the thousands showering the wrestlers, the ring, and the fans as Rob Arson is announced the new WEW Heavyweight Champion. As he celebrates his moment of glory, Flashman has made it up the rampway, stopping once to look back at a new legacy in WEW beginning. He turns back around, still holding his neck, and he meets his team on the top of the rampway. He doesn't say anything, and walks past them, looking down, as his boys look stunned and speechless. Jack Heart has his arms out to his sides with a 'What happened?' pose, and a look of confusion and more on his face, as Flash grabs a towel, throwing it over his head while still holding his neck. He walks off stage., and NXT2 follows suit.

Steve: An Unexpected Arising it surely has been! New Champion!! New Champion!! The boyhood dream has come true for one man tonight! Rob Arson has become the WEW Champion!

The camera continues to film the celebration, as Arson continues to play to the fans, the WEW logo flashes, the fans celebrating, Arson celebrating, the announcers going a mile a minute. It turns into darkness, as the night comes to a close.

Fade to Black.

Thankyou to the Writers.