Season's Beatings

[Toom E. Guci]

* Season’s Beatings opens with US soldiers surrounding the ring, going crazy. A chant of USA breaks out amongst them as we cut to the ring for our opening tag match.*

Finkel: This match is scheduled for one-fall! *Dorf World Order music plays* Coming down the aisle, weighing in a combination of 570 pounds, from Filthadelphia, Pencilvania, THE DORF…WORLD ORDER!

*The DwO come under the CrapTron to boo’s that infiltrate throughout the arena. Heiden-Dorf attempts a wave of hi to calm them down, but Dorf gives him a mini-cheese sandwich to “stop the bleeding.” They walk down the aisle in disgrace and enter the ring fine, with an ASS****! Chants.*

Finkel: *Ape’s music plays (“Sinister Exaggerator” by The Residents) and out comes Ape and Rosebud in USA salute get-up, while Rosebud is doing a Stimpy impression.* Coming down the aisle, weighing in a combination of 590 pounds, from the deep parts unknown of Milwaukee, Wisconsin, psychoapeguy and Rosebud!

*After their salute, ape unsalutes and see’s the United States flag right in front of him…he takes one good look at it and continues walking on. Ape puts on a shrewd smile as he slaps Rosebud for no apparent reason. Somehow, abusing his monster pleases mr. ape. Ape then yells a loud “CHARGE!” and his theme music suddenly turns into a Civil War-esque charge theme and they enter the ring with the first rights to start the match…*

Bell: DING, DING, DING!!

*Rights and Lefts charged by Ape and rosebud out punch the DwO. They keep using the left and rights to knock them outside the ring. Dorf and Heiden-Dorf separate, so do the ape and Rosebud. This time, however, Rosebud foolishly went to Dorf, as Ape went for Heiden-Dorf. As Rosebud walked to Dorf, dorf attacked from behind with a fire extinguisher to knock down Rosebud. Rosebud just stood there as result, unscathed, but not doing anything. Dorf then releases the carbon dioxide from the extinguisher to blindside Rosebud and succeeds.*

*Meanwhile, Ape goes underneath the ring and grabs a steel chair of doom. The crowd cheers in delight as Dorf grabbed the fire extinguisher from the other side. Ape uses the Steel Chair to bash against the side of Heiden-Dorf’s head. Heiden-Dorf stands there unfazed, then used the Steel Chair to choke Heiden-Dorf and immediately put him into a stiff DDT. Ape then goes into a Coquina Clutch with the Steel Chair in tact outside the ring as Heiden-Dorf taps. Ape does not let go as blood starts to gush out of Heiden-Dorf’s mouth part of the mask.*

*Since Ape is pummeling Heiden-Dorf, Dorf drags a blinded Rosebud inside the ring and takes him to the second turnbuckle. Dorf climbs up to there and performs the Dorf Driver. Dorf covers…*

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*Rosebud barely kicks out…Ape is still applying the Coquina Clutch onto Heiden-Dorf as loads of blood is pouring out of Heiden-Dorf. Dorf, unfocused of his partner, signals the end of Rosebud by yelling “HEIDEN-DORF: GET THE STEEL TABLE!!”*

*Heiden-Dorf has since quit tapping, but ape has the Clutch still held…so that means HEIDEN-DORF IS PASSED OUT!*

*Dorf, waiting 5 seconds to no response did the job to himself. He yells again, “LOOKS LIKE NO ONE IS GONNA GET A CHEESE SANDWICH!” Dorf waits two seconds, but Heiden-Dorf is passed out. Dorf grabs the Steel Table from underneath the apron as Rosebud is still blinded by the light, er…I mean fire extinguisher, but he is stirring. As Dorf inserts the Steel Table from underneath the ring, Rosebud is up, but he is walking around like an idiot…too bad ape is focused on killing Heiden-Dorf as Mr. ape finally releases Heiden-Dorf. Ape then goes right to Heiden-Dorf’s legs to do the Planet of the Apes (Walls of Jericho). Heiden-Dorf is motionless, due to him passing out*

*Dorf enters in the ring as Rosebud heard him enter the ring. Dorf sets up the Steel Table as Rosebud runs right at dorf, blinded. As soon as dorf was finished setting the Steel Table, Dorf eyes Rosebud at the last second and executes a Hip Toss to ROSEBUD ONTO THE STEEL TABLE! The crowd is going crazy, not only for ape, but now for dorf. It almost looked liked a modified Dorf Buster onto the Steel Table (did not budge).*

*Dorf signals to the crowd, the end. He makes Rosebud stand up and grabs his neck via his backside on top of the Steel Table. Dorf picks him up and completes the DORF-PLEX ATOP OF THE STEEL TABLE! THE TABLE CRUMBLES INTO TWO AND DORF COVERS!*

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Winners: by pinfall, the DORF WORLD ORDER!

*Ape hears the DwO music and wonders what happened….he had a disgusted look for about three seconds until dorf caught his stare at him. As soon as dorf looked at ape, ape smirked a smile bigger than the Grinch stealing Christmas presents and then points down where the remains of Heiden-Dorf lay. Ape then walks away with an evil smile-ish smirk that is getting boo’s in the crowd. Dorf runs over to Heiden-Dorf as he appears to be knocked out legitly. EMTs, Referees, and Trainers down, rushing to Heiden-Dorf’s aid just bicker random medical mumble-jumble. Dorf tried giving him a fresh, steamy Cheese Sandwich someone in the crowd made with a George Foreman Champ Grill ã, but that did not work at all. This is truly a sad moment in EWT history. As the camera fades, Ape laughs so evil, words cannot describe his um…evilnessary.*

[Toom E. Guci]

Toni "The Garc" Garcya: The following contest is scheduled for one fall.
*"Let the Bodies Hit the Floor, Let the Bodies hit the… FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRR!"
*Paul Podanski marches his way out on to the stage clad in his "Drunken Demon" leather jacket. He points out to the crowd & continues on down to the ring, high-fiving a few of the fans in the front row.*
Garcya: Introducing first, making his way to the ring, weighing in at 300lbs, from Birmingham, Alabama, "The Drunken Demon", PAUL… PODANSKI!

*quot;Amhrán na bhFiann" begins to play & out comes Shane Malone, closely followed by Coach O'Hare & Dr. Anemone.*
Garcya: And his opponent, being accompanied by Coach O'Hare & Dr. Vivian Anemone, weighing in at 297lbs, from Galway, Ireland, "The Celtic Giant", SHANE… MALONE!
*The green white & gold pyro that usually signals the arrival of one of Team Ireland erupts behind the three & they continue steadily on down to the ring. O'Hare & Anemone can be heard berating Podanski, while standing well behind Shane, of course.*

*Not wanting to waste any time, Shane gets in the ring immediately & he & Paul start trading blows. Paul Irish Whips Shane into the ropes. Malone comes back & hits Paul with a shoulder block. Podanski stands his ground. Shane then challenges Paul to charge HIM with a shoulder block. Podanski obliges, running off the ropes & back into Shane. Malone also stands his ground. Both men then run off the ropes simultaneously, colliding in mid-ring. Both remain standing & the audience goes nuts. Both guys are sort of smirking at each other. Shane knees Paul in the gut then bounds off the ropes to take him down with a thunderous Spear. Malone lets out an animalistic roar & shakes the top rope vigorously… only to turn around & see that Paul has sat up! The entire audience is in disbelief!*

*Shane & Paul face off mid-ring again. Shane whips Paul into the ropes. On his return, Paul attempts a clothesline, Shane barely ducks. When Paul comes bouncing off the opposite set of ropes, Shane catches him with a Power Slam. Rather than indulge himself with self-gratification, Malone stays on Paul. Dropping elbows onto Podanski's mid-section. Shane runs off the ropes & hits a big leg-drop across Paul's throat. Shane goes for a Big Splash & a cover.*

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*Shane drags Paul to his feet & knees him in the gut again. Malone hefts Paul up for a HUGE suplex that shakes the ring. Malone follows up with another suplex. He goes for a third. Paul blocks it & gives Malone a suplex of his own. Podanski follows Malone's earlier strategy of staying on his opponent. Paul tries to wear down Shane with a Sleeper Hold. Shane tries to stand up; Paul maintains his grip. Both men are on their feet, but Paul still has Shane trapped in the hold. Shane elbows Paul in the mid-section; Paul still tries to hold on. Then Shane grabs Paul's legs. He lifts Podanski up so that Paul is now sitting in a Piggyback position. Shane takes a few steps forward & throws himself backwards so that all his weight is landing on Paul. Both men lie on the mat, slightly tired. Shane tries to roll over & get his arm over Paul.*

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*Paul gets his shoulder up before the referee can count any higher. Shane starts pressing himself up. He's intent on finishing this as soon as possible. He stands behind Paul & signals that he’s going for the Dragon Slayer. Paul gets to his feet & stumbles backwards into the waiting arms of Malone. Malone tries to lock Podanski up in the Full Nelson, but Paul works his way out of it. He turns around & gives Shane a Belly-to-Belly suplex, rocking the ring. Paul goes for a cover.*

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*Shane gets up the two big men begin to exchange blows again, rocking each other with thunderous right hands. Eventually, Shane begins to lay into Paul’s chest with big chops. The crowd gives a "WOOOOOO!" following Shane's first chop. Paul retaliates with his own chop, also accompanied by the "WOOOOOO!"s of the crowd. Pretty soon, a Battle of the Chops is going on. One man chops; "WOOOOO!". The other man chops; "WOOOOOO!". It can be clearly seen that the chests of both competitors are turning bright red. Paul, tiring of the chop battle, decides to switch things up a bit. He absorbs one of Shane's chops, but rather than go for one of his own, he goes to Irish Whip Shane into the corner. Shane manages a quick reversal & sends Paul towards the corner. Shane comes running in after "The Drunken Demon" looking for a Stinger Splash, but Paul shows heretofore unknown agility as he quickly scales the ropes in the corner & comes off them with a diving clothesline. Both men are down & Dr. Anemone & Coach O'Hare a both pounding the mat, yelling at Shane to get to his feet. Rather miraculously, Shane is the first man up. Paul's display of athleticism left him a bit knackered. Shane grabs Paul's head & drags Podanski to his feet. Then, in a surprising feat of strength, Shane hefts Paul up over his head & press slams him to the outside. This display also left Shane exhausted as he leans back against the ropes for some support. The referee is about to begin the count on Paul when Vivian leaps up onto the ring apron to distract the ref, adjusting her wig just slightly. As she does so, O'Hare starts laying into Paul on the outside; bashing his ribs with the Hurley, kicking him in the ribs & using the Hurley to choke Podanski. After O'Hare is done torturing Paul, Malone steps outside the ring & rolls Podanski back in. O'Hare then whispers something into Shane's ear. Malone nods & gets back in the ring. While Paul is still down, Malone makes his way to a corner & begins to remove a turnbuckle pad. The referee steps in to stop him & Malone backs off as the ref fixes the pad back up again. As the ref does so, Vivian throws a chair into Malone. He catches it & just as Podanski gets up, Shane blatters him with a chair-shot. Paul has been busted open & he slumps to the mat again. Shane quickly slides the chair out of the ring, covers & the ref starts to count.*


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*Paul manages to escape at the last possible second. O'Hare, Vivian, Malone, the referee, the announcers, the timekeeper, the concession guy, the entire audience, the viewers at home, the readers on the internet, Paul himself: Everyone is astonished! Paul sits up, puts a hand to his forehead & realizes he's bleeding. He begins to smile & then starts outright laughing. Paul lets out a huge roar & the crowd roars right back at him. Paul & Shane begins trading blows again, Paul gets the upper hand as he rocks Shane with a HUGE right fist! He then sets Shane up for a suplex, but not just any old suplex… Podanski hefts Shane up for an Appauler! He holds Shane up for what seems like an age before going crashing right back down to the mat. O'Hare & Vivian hold their heads in their hands, willing Shane to get to his feet again. All the while Paul appeals to the crowd. Paul grabs a handful of Shane's hair & brings the Irishman to his feet. Paul tries to cinch in a Bear Hug on Shane. He wraps his arms around Malone's midsection, but before he can really put the squeeze on "The Celtic Giant", Malone claps his arms to the sides of Podanski's head & the man from Birmingham releases the hold. Shane takes a bit of inspiration from Paul's move &, remembering the attacks on Paul's ribs from earlier, Shane hefts Paul up into a Bear Hug, shaking him around like a rag doll. The referee checks with Paul, asking if he wants to quit. Paul shakes his head, he's not willing to give up. Blood pours down Paul’s face as Shane tightens his grip & shakes him some more. The referee checks Paul's arm. It drops once…



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On the third go, Paul stops his arm from dropping all the way & the crowd begins cheering like crazy. Malone doesn't give Paul a chance to fight out of the Bear Hug & slams him to the mat. O'Hare leaps onto the apron & gets the attention if the referee as Vivian slides the same chair as before into Malone. Malone picks it up & goes for ANOTHER swing at Paul's head… but Paul gets a boot up & kicks the chair into Malone's face! Now Malone is also bleeding from the forehead & is mightily enraged! He stumbles back towards the ropes & swings for Paul again. Podanski ducks & catches Shane from behind with a neck breaker. Paul picks up Shane's chair & cracks it on the mat, getting ready to waffle Shane with it. But O'Hare has ceased his attempts to occupy the referee & before Paul can crash the chair onto Shane's head, the ref grabs it from his hands. The fans boo this vociferously & Paul is none too pleased about it either. O'Hare & Vivian yuk it up outside the ring & Paul turns his attention to them. He slides out of the ring & gives chase to Vivian. Dr. Anemone quickly runs over to Coach O'Hare. O'Hare swings his Hurley at Paul as Podanski approaches. Paul dodges some of the swings & grabs the Hurley from O'Hare. Paul merely tosses the implement aside & continues following the pair around the ring. They attempt to run, but Paul runs around the ring in the opposite direction to cut them off. Before he can get too close, Malone exits the ring & bars Paul's way. The two stare each other down again. Paul grabs a hold of Shane's arm & drags "The Celtic Giant" towards him, giving him a short Clothesline.*
Randy Savage:[in the audience] Oooh! The exact opposite of a LONG clothesline! OOOOOH YEEEEEAAAAAH!!
*Paul rolls Shane back into the ring & heads to the top ropes. He aims for the Appaulachian Mountain Splash, but Malone still has the wherewithal to get his knees up; attacking the ribs of Paul yet again! Paul clutches at his ribs as he lies on the mat in pain. Malone notices this & takes a few steps back before running up & delivering a powerful kick to Paul's ribs. Shane gets Paul to his feet & holds him up for a delayed suplex. Shane holds Paul in the air for at least 30 seconds before shifting Paul over so that Podanski rests on Malone's shoulder, and then Shane gives Paul a devastating Power Slam. But Shane isn't finished yet, he picks Paul up again & delivers a Gal-A-Way Slam, bridging back & getting Paul’s shoulders on the mat.*

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*Malone is clearly absolutely enraged, not to mention frustrated. He can't believe that Podanski STILL has the ability to kick out after the punishment he’s received during this match! Both men are utterly exhausted, but have just enough energy to keep going. Paul gets to his feet, his legs nearly giving way. Shane is having a similar problem. Shane attempts to slug Paul, Podanski ducks out of the way & Shane spins around. Paul grabs both of Malone's arms & takes him right over with a double underhook suplex. Shane somehow manages to get up before Paul can even attempt a cover. Malone is being fuelled on pure adrenaline & rage. It seems as though there's nothing Paul can do to keep him down. Paul is still willing to try. When Shane is back to his feet again, Paul knees him in the ribs & sets the Irishman up for a powerbomb. Shane gives Paul a back body drop before Podanski can pull off the maneuver. Then, with a cocky smirk, Shane picks Paul up & goes for a powerbomb of his own, but Shane is spinning around & around when he has Paul on his shoulders. He’s ripping off Podanski's own PAULERBOMB! But before Shane can drop Podanski to the mat, Paul executes a HURRICANRANA! A HURRICANRANA FROM A 300lb MAN! The crowd is in utter disbelief! "HO-LY S***! HO-LY S***!" Paul goes for a cover…*

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*What on earth will it take to keep the man from Galway down? Paul has an exasperated look on his face. He's almost out of options! Dr. Vivian taunts Podanski from the ring apron. Paul walks over to her & starts getting in her face. She's about to leap down from the apron, when Paul makes a grab for her head. Vivian has leapt safely down to the ringside mats, but Paul still has a handful of her hair. He yanked the wig right off Dr. Anemone's head! Vivian, suddenly realizing what happened, dashes backstage while Paul & the audience have a good laugh. Paul places Vivian's wig on his head & starts prancing around the ring, much to the audience’s delight. However, he quit concentrating on Shane! Malone knocks Paul down with a massive lariat! Shane lies in wait for Podanski, signaling for the Dragon Slayer! Paul gets up rather groggily, Shane locks him into the Full Nelson position & perfectly hits the Dragon Slayer! The ref does his job…*


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Ding-Ding-Ding!

Garcya: Here is your winner… "The Celtic Giant" SHANE… MALONE!

* quot;Amhrán na bhFiann" starts up again, but Shane can barely get to his feet to celebrate. O'Hare gets in the ring, trying to shake Shane back to conciousness & just barely getting the big guy back on his feet. Shane & O'Hare both exit the ring, Shane leaning on his coach for support. Podanski, meanwhile, sits up again in the ring. The fans cheer his effort for the evening. Even though he went down in defeat, he's still a hero to them *

[Toom E. Guci]

*We see the ring, which now has barbed wire ropes, lightubes surrounding the ring, and at each turnbuckle, a board with C4 strapped to it awaits a victim.*

Lillian: “The following is a Fatal Fourway, 200 Lightubes, C4, Barbed Wire Match, for the EWT TOOLSHED TITLE!”

*The soldiers in attendance pop huge at the stipulations, they are clearly looking forward to this match.*

*The sound of a fly buzzes and a sudden smack of a swatter sounds out through the speakers before "Ready To Die" starts to play.*

Lillian: “Introducing first, from Chewelah Washington, weighing in at 214 pounds, "Insecticidal" Andy Duke!"

*Andy Duke comes out to a fairly large pop from the soldiers, as he approaches the ring, looking determined. Andy slides into the ring, and observes the lightubes and C4 surrounding the ring.*

*Andy turns his attention to the entrance way as Rockstar (remix) by N.E.R.D. starts to play and Spyke Johannson is at the top of the entrance way, looking very focused as well. Rachael Leigh Cook is at his side accompanying him. Spyke receives a massive pop from the soldiers as he makes his way down to the ring.*

Lillian: “From Stockholm, Sweden, weighing in at 223 pounds, SPYKE JOHANNSON!”

*Spyke Johannson sildes into the ring, not in his usual, calm, non-chalant self. HE watches the entrance way for the next opponent.*

Lillian: “From Jamaica, Queens, weighing in at 187 lbs, MARCUS “STYLEZ” SAXTON! "The Champ Is Here" by Jadakiss, Godzilla opening version starts up as Marcus “Stylez” Saxton starts to make his way down to the ring. He receives some cheers from the audience. He enters the ring, and gets nose to nose with Andy Duke and the two start exchanging words. The ref gets between the two, telling them to “Save it for the match”.*

*As “The Champ Is Here” stops playing, all 3 men turn their attention towards the entrance way, awaiting the Toolshed Champion. After a few seconds, “Personal Jesus” by Marylin Manson starts to play over the speakers, and the participants continue watching the entrance way. Andy Duke looks focused, he revisited the hardest moments of his life in the Journey To Hell sgements, and it’s all lead up to this moment. Spyke Johannson is looking more pissed off than he’s ever been in his career. This is the man who attacked his manager/friend, Raechel Leigh Cook, this is the man who’s been the thorn in Spyke’s side for the past 2 months, Spyke will want veangence. Meanwhile, Rachael Leigh Cook has a mixed look of fear and hatred on her face, as she stands behind Spyke for protection. Marcus Saxton is seen shouting obscenities towards the entrance way, Marcus sees this man as the one who cost Marcus the Toolshed Title, and this is the former friend who has betrayed Marcus. Chris then appears at the top of the enrance way, and begins to make his way down to the ring.

Lillian: “Making his way to the ring, from Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is the EWT Toolshed Champion, CHRIS INDIGO!”

Chris enters the ring, and looks around, observing his opponents. Rachael Leigh Cook quickly leaves the ring when Chris enters. Chris doesn’t pay much attention to Andy Duke, instead focusing his hate on Marcus Saxton and Spyke Johannson. The ref takes the Toolshed Title, and calls for the bell, beginning the match.*




Andy Duke and Marcus Saxton charge at each other and start brawling while Spyke Johannson spears Chris Indigo, and starts unloading into Chris Indigo with furious punches. Spyke then picks up Chris, and attempts a SwedeDT, but Chris catches Spyke, and throws Spyke to the outside, where Spyke lands hard on some lightubes. Spyke groans in pain, but Chris leaps off the top rope, and WAM! Hits Spyke with an elbow drop! Back in the ring, Marcus is hammering away on Andy Duke in the corner. Marcus then climbs to the middle ropes, and starts hitting Andy with more punches to the head! The soldiers counting after Marcus lands each punch on Duke. After the ninth punch, Duke grabs Marcus’ pants, and powerbombs Marcus into the canvas!

Meanwhile, on the outside, Chris Indigo picks up Spyke, and gets Spyke into position for a suplex. However, as Chrs has Spyke lifted, Spyke counters the supllex, and Hurricanranas Chris onto some lightubes! Both men are now down. Back in the ring, Andy duke is now stomping on Marcus Saxton. Duke then picks up Saxton, and irish whips him into the ropes. As Duke attempts a clothesline, Saxton ducks, and comes off the ropes, hitting Andy Duke with a shoulder block. Saxton holds his back in pain for a moment, as the ropes are barbed wire. He plays through th pain, and trys to make Andy submit by applying a dragon sleeper onto Duke. Saxton locks in the hold, while Andy Duke is trying to break free. Andy breaks free, and rolls to the outside, and grabs a lightube. Saxton then runs at Duke and attempts a suicide dive. However, as Marcus is diving towards Duke, Duke nails him with the lightube!

Marcus falls to the ground outside the ring, now bleeding, and Duke picks up Marcus, and irish whips him into the barricade. Duke charges at Marcus, and attempts to hit Marcus with a dropkick. Marcus, however, ducks, and Duke crashes onto some lightubes when he hits the ground. Marcus picks up Duke, and throws him in the ring. Marcus then goes to the top rope, stalking Andy, and as Andy gets up, marcus attempts to take the bug exterminaotr down with a top rope clothesline, but Duke catches him, and has Marcus in a powerbomb position.

On the outside, Chris and Spyke are both now on their feet, trading punches. Andy Duke approaches the side of the ring where Chris and Spyke are fighting, and powerbombs Marcus onto the both of them! Andy moves to the other side of the ring as the other three men on the outside wearily get to their feet. Andy Duke then runs towards them, and suicide dives to the outside, taking out all three men!

This gets a massive pop from the soldiers, who are so far VERY satisfied with this match.


All four match participants are now down on the outside. Duke picks up Indigo and tosses him into the ring. Deciding he wants to take out the champion immeidately, he climbs to the top rope, his hands receiving cuts from the barbed wire ropes. Andy Duke jumps off the top rope attempting a Shooting Star Press, but Chris gets his knees up and Duke hits Indigo’s knees. Both men are now down, while on the outside, Marcus Saxton and Spyke Johannson are struggling to their feet. Saxton attempts to lariat Spyke, but Spyke ducks the lariat and grabs Marcus’ torso. Spyke then rams Marcus into the barricade. Back in the ring, Chris Indigo and Andy Duke get to their feet, and Chris runs towards Andy. Chris fakes a clothesline attempt, and Andy ducks what he thinks is a clothesline. Coming off the ropes, which gives Andy’s back a series of small pricks, Chris lands a vicious STO on Andy. Chris then ricochets off the middle rope with his two feet, hitting Andy with a Moonsault. Chris then hooks Andy’s leg.

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Chris seems mildly surprised by this, and he picks up Andy. Chris, while holding Andy in a DDT postion, approaches a board with C4 on it. He attempts to DDT Andy, but Andy hooks his leg onto Chris’, making the DDT impossible. Andy then breaks free of the hold, and starts trying to knee Chris Indigo. At a nearby turnbuckle, Spyke is on the top rope, he leaps off, and Cross Bodys Chris and Andy!

On the outside of the ring, Marcus pulls out a table and some barbed wire. He stes up the table, and then wraps the table in barbed wire, and places some nearby lightues under the table. He then stays outside the ring, lying in wait of his oppurtunity...

Back in the ring, Spyke Johannson tosses Andy Duke out of the ring, and goes straight for Chris Indigo. He beats Chris Indigo into the corner, and irish whips Chris to the corner on the opposite side of the ring. Spyke then runs at Chris, but out of nowhere, Andy Duke viciously hits Spyke with a lariat! Marcus slides into the ring, and runs at Andy, but Andy knocks Marcus out onto the apron with a dropkick. As Marcus slowly gets up, Andy runs at Marcus and leaps over the tope rope with a Cross Body. Marcus catches Andy, however, and he sets Andy up, and CRASH! Marcus hits Andy with a 187 through the barbed wire table and lightubes! Marcus goes for the pin!

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Lillian: “Andy Duke has been eliminated!”

It’s now down to Chris Indigo, Spyke Johannson, and Marucs Saxton. In the ring, Spyke is hammering on Chris in the corner. Spyke then gets up onto the middle ropes and attempts to Hurricanrana Chris to the outside, but Chris catches Spyke, and powerbombs him onto the canvas. Chris goes for a roll-up.

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Chris argues with the ref, but then goes back to working over Spyke. Chris picks up Spyke and throws him out of the ring. Marcus then slides into the ring, and the two get nose to nose with each other. Finally, these two will collide, and nothing will stop them!

Chris and Marcus start trading punches immediately. Marcus knees Chris in the gut, and irish whips him into the ropes. Chris comes off the ropes, and tackles Marcus and starts hitting him with mounted punches. Marcus, however, catches one of the punches and throws Chris off. Marcus then charges at Chris, but Chris expects it, and hits Marcus with a Koppu Kick. Chris then throws Marcus to the outside. Chris then jumps off the top rope attempts a Moonsault, but Marcus moves, and Chris hits the ground hard. Marcus picks up Chris, and irish whips him into the barricade. Marcus then hits Chris with a running knee. Chris now, down and hurt, is at the mercy of Marcus. Marcus picks up Chris and throws him into the ring. Marcus then gets into the ring, and sets Chris up for a 187. Chris escapes, however, and clubs Marcus in the back.

Chris drags Marcus over to the barbed wire ropes. He gets onto the apron while holding Marcus’ head and arm. Chris then leaps onto Marcus’ arm and head, and jumps off the apron. He now is hanging over the ropes, and he has Marcus Saxton locked in a tri-angle choke hold! Chris locks in the hold, while Marcus is struggling to escape. Marcus tries to lift Chris, but to no avail. Marcus needs to act fast, as he is starting to fade out from the pressure of the hold. Marcus use his free hand to start hammering on Chris’ leg. As he continually hammers on Chris’ leg in desperation, Chris eventually lets go of the hold, and falls to the floor.

Both men are now down, while Chris goes over to the area near the commentating table. he grabs the Toolshed Title, and goes back into the ring. As Marcus gets up, Chris is stalking him, like a predator stalking wounded prey. As Marcus rises to his feet, Chris charges towards Marcus and nails him with the Toolshed Title! Chris then takes off one of his elbow pads, grabs Marcus’ head, tears open his mask, and starts fuirously elbowing Marcus’ head with his unpadded elbow! Chris continues his merciless assult on his former friend, and Marcus once again finds himself in a bad spot. Marcus attempts to fight Chris off, but Chris’ aggressive elbows take their toll on Marcus, as he continues to lose more blood. Soon, it looks like Marcus has passed out. And Chris goes for the cover.

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Marcus gets his arm up at the last possible millisecond, he’s still in this. Chris Indigo, looking very frustrated, decides to end this. Chris picks up Marcus, and sets him up for the Vision of Indigo. Chris rolls over Marcus’ back, his knees are ready to come up and bludgeon Marcus’ face, but just before he deilivers the shot, a board with C4 on it flies into Chris’ back! With a loud explosion, Chris goes down hard. We then see Spyke Johannson on the apron, he threw the board! While Marcus falls to his knees. Spyke then goes into the ring, and charges at Marcus. He almost in a split second, hits the SwedeDT! Spyke goes for the cover!

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THREE!

Lillian: “Marcus Saxton has been eliminated!”

It is now down to two men, Chris Indigo, and Spyke Johannson, their bitter feud shall come to an end!

Chris Indigo is down, and Spyke sees this as a oppurntunity. He quickly rolls up Chris!

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Chris Indigo barely gets his shoulder up. This mtch has taken it’s toll on the competitors. Spyke, seeing Chris in a position of weakness, and decides now is the time to use this oppurtunity. Spyke climbs to the top rope, and does a small dance before leaping off with a Dancing Star Press. Spyke hits it, and goes for the pin.

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Spkye is surprised at the endurance of his enemy. Spyke picks up Chris, sets Chris up for the SwedeDT, but Chris quickly drops to his knees and low blows Spyke. Both men are now down, while Rachael Leigh Cook is shouting on encouragement for Spyke. Both men wearily get up to their feet, and run at each other. They both hit each other with an Enzuigiri. Both men are now once again down! They get up once more, and start wearily exchanging elbows. Spyke gets the upper hand, and clotheslines Chris. Spyke picks up Chris, and once again sets him up for a SwedeDT, but this time Chris lifts Spyke off the ground and hits Spyke with a Northern Lights suplex!


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THREE-NO! KICKOUT!

Both men, wanting to end the match, roll out to different sides of the ring, and eahc grab a lightube. They then both roll back into the ring, and each grab a board with C4 on it. They throw the C4 boards off to the side, and start stalking each other with the lightubes. Spyke swings, but Chris ducks, Chris Swings, but Spyke also ducks. Chris fakes a swing, which Spyke ducks, thinking he’s dodged a swing, but as Spyke gets ready to hit Chris, Chris breaks the lgithube over Spyke’s head! Chris then Snap Suplex Pins Spyke onto the C4 boards, which both give off loud explosions! The ref counts!

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THREE!

DING DING DING!

Lillian: “Here’s your winner, and still EWT Toolshed Champion, CHRIS INDIGO!”

The ref hands Chris his belt, and he embraces it, while Rachael Leigh cook quickly enters the ring to check on Spyke Johannson, his face bloody. EMT’s quickly run out to check on the competitors. Chris, his face as well bloody from all the shots to the head he’s taken, victoriously raises his title.

[Toom E. Guci]

After the ring is cleared out from the last match, Tony Chimel stands up and takes the ring.

Chimel: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled to be a LADDER MATCH… and is for the #1 Contendership to the EWT Ox Division Championship! First person to climb up the ladder and grab the contract wins the match. Introducing first…

“Petrified (LA Mix) by Fort Minor hits, and the fans are on their feet! After a bit, Chad Michaels comes out to a loud ovation, stopping on the ramp to pose a bit for his fans.

Chimel: Representing Rated X… weighing in at 246 lbs… he hails from Miami, Florida by way of Chicago, Illinois… “The Heartbreaker”, CHAD MICHAELS!

Chad begins to walk down to the ring, and the screen cuts to replays of the on goings of Chad and Cassinova up until now. When the replays stop, Chad is in the ring with his ring attire off, patiently awaiting his opponent. After a short while, Eminem’s “Square Dance” begins to play, and the crowd boos loudly.

Chimel: Weighing in at 225 lbs… he hails from Los Angeles, California… CASSINOVA!

Cassinova takes a brief hesitation before walking out with a smug smirk on his face and a distinct cockiness when he walks. He counts all of the squares on his chiseled abdomen before shrugging and walking down the ramp. After ignoring everyone who jeers him, he notices one particular female who isn’t afraid to cheer him in spite of everyone else. She wears a homemade “Cassinova” shirt and holds up a sign saying “I Turn 18 Today, Cass!”

He simply puts his hand in her face and strolls past her, smirking as smugly as ever.

Joey Styles (who has just taken his announcers position along with Tazz): Hello EWT faithful, I’m here with my ECW colleague Tazz and what a match we’re about to have the privilege to call!

Tazz: You said it, Joey. This is going to be one rocket-buster of a match. These two are both diamonds in the rough, and now they’re on a grand enough stage to polish themselves off and float to super-stardom.

Cassinova steps over the ladder that lay on the outside and stares at it for a while before sliding into the ring. He climbs up on the turnbuckle and taunts the fans as the referee holds Michaels back from clobbering him from behind. After a bit, he jumps from the turnbuckle, spinning to face Chad in mid-air. He points up at the contract and uses his hands to form a belt around his waist before removing his sunglasses and leaning on the turnbuckle boredly, waiting for the match to begin. The referee looks at both of them and signals for the bell to ring, officially starting the match.

Tazz: Here we go, Joey!

Chad rushes at Cassinova, who quickly attempts a Japanese arm-drag. Michaels lands on his feet, turns, and dropkicks Cass in the face. Cass falls and Michaels hits a spinning leg drop before quickly rolling out the ring and picking up the ladder.

Styles: Chad Michaels wasting no time in bringing out the heavy artillery here!

Chad begins to slide into the ring with the ladder, but is cut off by Cass baseball sliding the ladder into his face! The ladder remains on the apron as Chad falls to the ground. Cass smirks and pulls the ladder into the ring, starting to set it up.

Tazz: Well… that backfired.

Styles: Was that a Michael Cole line from Smackdown vs. Raw?

Tazz: Oh my god… you’re right. That’s it, I’m not hanging out with Cole anymore.

As Cass finally gets the ladder up, Michaels enters the ring and clubs him from behind. The two begin to brawl for a second with Michaels getting the best. He kicks Cass in the stomach and delivers a stunner, much to the fans’ delight. He salutes them and picks Cassinova up for more punishment, giving him two snap suplexes in a row. The suplexes aggravate the injury Cassinova sustained from Mike Corral’s chair shots last week, and he arches his back in pain. Michaels grins and stomps on Cassinova’s face before climbing the ladder.

He gets to about the sixth rung before Cassinova gathers his energy, jumps up, grabs Michaels, and powerbombs him to the mat. He stumbles afterwards, and slides out of the ring, looking under the apron from something. He ignores the various sharp weapons that could permanently scar any portion of his body, and instead reaches for…

Styles: Another ladder?

Tazz: Oh man, Cole. This is going to get interesting quick. I gotta root for Cassinova on this one. He’s got what it takes to go far.

Styles: …Did you just call me Cole?

Cassinova sets up the second ladder outside and climbs it. He reaches the top and waits for Michaels to stand. Chad takes a moment, but finally stands, only to see Cass flip off the ladder and hit a sweet Dragoncanrana! Chad lands on his neck and Cass holds him for a rana-style pin, only for the referee to tell him that pinfalls don’t count. Cass stands and pushes the ref, who stumbles backwards and knocks over the in-ring ladder. Cass yells at him for being so clumsy.

Cassinova: Oh, now look what you’ve done!

Ref: Sorry, dude!

Cassinova: …Don’t just stand there playing with yourself! Set it back up!

Ref: Hey man, that’s your job! I’m just the referee!

Cassinova groans and picks up the ladder, setting it up and moving it to it’s original position. He turns to check on Michaels…

Only to find that he isn’t there. Michaels jumps onto the apron behind the ladder where Cass can’t see, and uses the ropes to springboard up to the third rung from the top of the ladder! Cass hears all the commotion and turns to see Michaels do as such, catching him trying to sneak a win. The crowd goes crazy as Michaels attempts to undo the contract, but Cassinova focuses enough to quickly climb the ladder and stop him. The two exchange heavy blows on each other (with one particularly sharp punch busting Chad open) before Cass gets the upper hand. He nails shot after shot before rolling his hands and calling for the finish.

Styles: Oh my god, he won’t.

Tazz: Oh relax… Chad had a good career.

He puts Chad in a front headlock, attempting to hit his flip DDT. Chad blocks it and holds onto the ladder for dear life, and Cass begins to club his back. Cass attempts it one more time, but Chad blocks it again and reverses it into a superplex! He hoists Cass up in the air, seemingly about to drop him on his troubled back, but instead nails the Colibri! Cassinova’s head bounces off of the ladder from the brainbuster, and he falls to the mat below.

Tazz: Damn!

Styles: Holy crap!

Chad would normally have this thing wrapped up, but that last move took a lot out of him. The crowd are on their feet cheering him on and chanting “Holy S***!”, but they all groan and gasp as he falls off of the ladder as well. Both he and Cassinova are on the ground, struggling to get up, as the screen cuts to a Mike Ragnal highlight video…

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…And we’re back. After the brief break, both competitors are now using the ropes to fight their way up, and after taking a breather, Cassinova rushes Michaels with punches and kicks. He even goes as far as to taking off his bandana and choking him with it. He stuffs the now bloody bandana in his pocket and beats on Michaels some more. After a while of punishment, he slides out of the ring and picks up the ladder on the outside, sliding it in. He lays the ladder horizontally on the middle ropes in a corner, broadside up. He wonders why the crowd is cheering as he turns and is met with a Head On Collision by Michaels! The superkick knocks him down and Michaels lays Cass across the ladder. He poses for the fans for a short while before slowly climbing the turnbuckle and posing some more. The crowd roars with approval as Michaels looks to hit a high risk maneuver.

Tazz: What could he be going for here, Cole?

Styles: I have no idea… and stop calling me Cole!

Michaels signals for it before leaping and flipping, attempting to hit an OniGiri! Cass rolls out of the way limply, just in time to see that Michaels’ senton bomb connects with the unforgiving ladder. Michaels lay on the ladder in excruciating pain, as Cass stands weakly. He adjusts Michaels on the ladder so that he lay perpendicular to it with his head dangling off. He then climbs the turnbuckle and gives the Low Ki sign before leaping off and delivering a Ghetto Stomp! Michaels flips off of the ladder after the diving double-foot stomp to the head, and the crowd chants “Holy S***!” once more.

Tazz: Jesus! They’re putting on a clinic in here, C… Joey!

Styles: Hell yeah they are! And good save, by the way.

Cass lays on the mat, resting. He’s too tired to climb the ladder, and needs to let his back heal some. The rest gives the crowd enough time to die down—nobody wants to be exhausted with dozens of rapid-fire high spots and innovative moves. After a minute or two to catch his breath, Cassinova stands and smirks, receiving boos. He waves the fans off and slaps Michaels across the face, telling him to get up. He helps him to his feet and climbs out to the apron, looking to put him out for good.

Tazz: Head Trauma coming up!

Styles: Cassinova looking for the kill shot!

Cass waits for Michaels to stand up completely before jumping, spinning 180 degrees, and landing on the ropes. He looks to complete his secondary finisher, but Michaels dropkicks his legs from under him! Cassinova does some kind of shooting star flip and the back of his head hits the corner of the apron. He falls to the ground in a heap and Michaels exits the ring, holding his neck. He picks up the semi-conscious Cassinova and rolls him into the ring. He gets in as well and uses this opportunity to showcase his more cocky side. He slaps Cass on the head a few times before stomping him and picking him up. The shots wake up Cassinova, who lands some elbows only to receive a drop toe-hold. His face bounces off of the ladder in the corner and Michaels looks around at the crowd. They cheer loudly and he begins to look for a kill shot of his own. He puts Cass on the ladder and climbs the turnbuckle, giving the fans another salute. He stands and picks Cass up, placing him in a standing headscissors. He then hooks Cass’s arms behind his back…

Tazz: No freakin’ way…

Way. Michaels leaps from the top rope and delivers the Coca-Cola Cliff-Drop! The top rope pedigree drives Cassinova’s face into the ladder, forcing him to bleed out of his forehead. Both competitors fall to the mat as the crowd breaks into chants of “Holy S***!”, “This Is Awesome!”, “E-Dub-T!”, and “Please Don’t Die!” Chad slowly crawls towards the ladder and begins to climb. The closer he gets to the top, the more sluggish his ascend. He gets almost to the top and reaches for the contract, but isn’t quite there. Meanwhile, Cassinova budges a few times in the ring.

Styles: Michaels almost has this match won!

Tazz: Don’t be too sure… look!

Michaels stops moving on the ladder and starts to lose his grip. His loss of blood appears to have been too much as he slips and falls from the top of the ladder. He hits the mat hard, and the impact seems to shake Cassinova awake. He slowly starts to get up, taking a long time to make it to his feet. He’s bleeding quite a lot as well, and tries to climb the ladder before Michaels can get up. He climbs twice as slow as Michaels, giving Chad enough time to make it to his feet and start to climb as well. He catches up to Cassinova at the top, and they begin to rain blows on each other, much like earlier. Chad hits a right, Cass hits a right, Chad hits a left, Cass hits a left, Chad hits a right, Chad hits another right, Chad hits another right… Chad signals for the Colibri once more! He puts Cass in a suplex position, but Cassinova desperately fights out of it. He lands back on the ladder and delivers a hard European uppercut to Chad. He stands on the top rung, brings Chad up with him, places him under his arm, and doesn’t bother to call for it.

Tazz: Say goodnight, Michaels!

Goodnight, Michaels. Cassinova flips off of the ladder with Michaels, devastating him with his sick flip DDT—The California DreamDriver—from a 20 foot ladder! The crowd's four-way chants start up again!

Styles: OH MY GOD!!!

Tazz: Jesus Tap-dancing Christ!

Chad’s head hits the mat with unbelievable impact, and he blacks out. Cass rolls over, slowly stands, and sluggishly makes his way to the top of the ladder. He grabs the contract, climbs halfway down, and jumps off. The crowd breaks into a mix of boos and cheers as the bell rings.

Tony Chimel: Here’s your winner… Cassinova!

”Square Dance” plays once more as Cass asks for a towel, a water bottle, and a microphone. The ref hands him all three and he uses the towel to wipe the blood off of his face. He places the towel over his shoulder and takes in a mouthful of water. Standing over Chad, he spits the water in his face in an attempt to wake him up—it doesn’t do any good. He then sits the water bottle on the ground and begins to speak into the microphone.

Cassinova (breathing heavily): Well… good effort anyway, Junior! Remember, what matters most is that you tried, no matter how miserably you failed. The only advice I can give to you is to try harder next time—you’re making all of the bland, barely known metrosexuals look bad. Oh, and as for that “special stipulation”… I think I’ll be the one to choose it. Wondering what it is? Well, as a fruity, insignificant little worm who lives off of the success of his tag partner once said… “I'll tell you when you wake up... B****!”

With that, Cassinova drops the microphone, throws the bloody towel onto Chad Michaels’ face, and grabs his water bottle. He exits through the crowd with his newly won contract as referees rush down to check on Chad.

A video plays on the ToomiTron

[Toom E. Guci]

* "Broken Wings" begins to play *

Lillian: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EWT Ox Division Championship! Introducing first, weighing in at 272 pounds and at 6 foot 4 inches tall, he is the current Ox Division Champion, Crauswell!

Crauswell rolls into the ring and lifts his belt up in the air. He gets a mixed reaction from the crowd.

* "Fighting Dreamers, GO!!!", by FLOW begins to play *

Lillian: And his opponent, from Konoha, Rock Lee!

Lee comes down the ramp to a sea of cheers. He is followed by his sensei. The ref lifts up the belt for everyone to see. THe ref hands the belt off and calls for the bell. Lee and Crauswell circle each other. Crauswell grapples Lee in a collar-elbow-tie up. Lee slips down and goes to hit Crauswell with a backflip kick, but Crauswell barely moves out of the way. The force of the kick ruffles his mask a bit. Crauswell tries to kick Lee, but Lee sweeps Crauswell's other leg with a Konoha Reppuu. Lee goes for a standing moonsault, but Crauswell rolls away. Crauswell stands up and hits Lee with a knife edge chop. The crowd whoos as Crauswell hits another one. Crauswell whips Lee into a corner. Crauswell charges at Lee, but Lee hits him with a Konoha Shofuu. Crauswell stumbles back, but as Lee charges at him, Crauswell catches the foot Lee has extended and pulls him into a spinebuster. Crauswell lifts Lee up and hits him with a Prey Stalker. Crauswell lifts Lee up again and whips him into the ropes. Crauswell catches Lee on the rebound with a leg lariat. Crauswell shows off for the crowd, and they respond with boos. Lee slowly gets up as Crauswell is distracted. Crauswell turns around, but is met with a Konoha Daisenpuu. Lee grabs Crauswell and kicks him in the gut. Lee then holds Crauswell as if he was trying to suplex him, but Lee instead kicks Crauswell in the gut, and sends him up into the air. Lee jumps into the air and grabs Crauswell's head. Lee slams Crauswell into the mat with a suplex. Lee goes for a pin.

One....Two....Kickout!

Lee backs off and prepares his next move. Crauswell gets up and charges at Lee. Lee tries to strike Crauswell with his fist, but Crauswell catches his hand and turns Lee around. Crauswell gives Lee a release Dragon Suplex and grabs Lee's ankle. Crauswell begins locking in the ankle lock, but before he can put the grapevine on, Lee hops up onto one foot and gives Crauswell a Konoha Senpuu with his free foot, thus freeing his other foot. Lee then begins a series of spinning roundhouse kicks, giving Crauswell little choice, but to block. Crauswell is backed into the ropes, but ducks the next kick. Lee catches his leg on the top rope, and it bounces off. Crauswell grabs Lee and gives him a over the head belly to belly. Crauswell then sets Lee up for a power bomb, and lifts him up, but runs towards a turnbuckle, Crauswell gives Lee a power bomb into the turnbuckle! Lee's head bounces off of the turnbuckle, and he falls limp. Crauswell then takes Lee up to the top and gives him a super exploder! Crauswell marks the end and goes up top again, this time, flying off and connecting with a Taking Flight on Lee! Crauswell goes for a pin.

One....Two....Kickout!

Crauswell can't believe it, and argues with the ref. Lee slowly gets up and nails Crauswell with an elbow shot to the back of the head. Crauswell turns around, but only in time to see Lee drink a bottle of sake. Lee begins to go into a drunken frenzy and unleashes a series of martial art moves never seen from him before. Crauswell is pounded all over the place, as a result. Crauswell gets up, but Lee keeps coming at him. Lee hits Crauswell with a single leg dropkick to the abdomen, sending Crauswell flying into the corner. Lee goes flying at Crauswell and keeps kicking him in the midsection, while in midair. The corner post shakes with each kick. The ref finally pulls Lee off of Crauswell. Lee falls down with a hangover headache, his buzz finally wearing off. Crauswell catches his breath, and spits some blood out of his mouth. Crauswell grabs Lee and whips him into the ropes, but Lee handsprings back and gives Crauswell a pele kick. Lee takes off his leg warmers to reveal that he has leg weights on each foot. Lee takes them off, and throws them outside of the ring. They both cause huge craters from their weight. Lee puts his leg warmers back on and prepares for Crauswell. Lee rushes all over the ring at lightning fast speed. Lee turns to kick Crauswell, and he hits his mark. Crauswell goes flying into the air. Lee grabs Crauswell in midair and delivers a Omote Renge to Crauswell. Lee goes for the pin.

One....Two.....Three!!!!!

Lillian: Here is your winner, and NEW EWT Ox Division Champion, Rock Lee!

They show the replay of Lee's pin, but it is revealed that Crauswell got his foot on the bottom rope at the last possible second. Crauswell staggers up and demands that the ref restarts the match. The ref agrees.to restart the match, and calls for the bell. Lee, slightly angered, charges at Crauswell and goes for a Konoha Senpuu, but Crauswell ducks. Lee goes flying and hits the ref with his kick. Lee tries to wake the ref up, while Crauswell leans between the ropes to grab something. Crauswell tries to lift one of Lee's leg weights into the ring. He is successful, but Maito Gai grabs the other end of the weight belt. Crauswell and Gai have a tug of war over the weight, with Gai pulling the weight away. However, because of the forces at which he pulled at, the other end of the weight belt whips out and hits Lee in the forehead while he is walking towards Crauswell. Lee falls flat on the mat, with his forehead bleeding profusely. Crauswell kicks Gai in the gut and gives him a ddt. Crauswell rolls Gai and the weight belt out of the ring. Crauswell rolls Lee away from the ropes and goes for a pin. The ref slowly crawls towards them and begins the count.

One....Two......Three!!!!

Lillian: Here if your winner and STILL EWT Ox Division Champion, Crauswell!

Crauswell celebrates with his belt as EMTs rush to treat Lee.

[Toom E. Guci]

*"Now you're messin' with a Son of a B***! Now you're messin' with a Son of a B***!" The crowd begins to cheer in anticipation of the arrival of Raskall & Trunk. The duo make their way out & the crowd’s cheers get louder. Raskall & Trunk punch their fists together at the top of the ramp & walk on down to the ring, slapping hands with those at ring-side.*

Toni "The Garc" Garcya: The following contest is scheduled for one fall & is for the EWT World Tag-Team Championship. Introducing first, the challengers, at a combined weight of 535lbs, from Los Angeles, California & Detroit, Michigan respectively… RASKALL & TRUNK!

*Nazareth's "Hair of the Dog" fades out & is replaced with "Amhrán na bhFiann". Coach O'Hare appears at the top of the ramp waving the Tricolour like crazy. He is closely followed by Aidan Donnelly & Sean McCann, both of whom are wearing their Tag-Team belts; Aidan's strapped around his waist, Sean's strapped diagonally from his left shoulder to under his right arm.*

Garcya: And their opponents, being accompanied by Coach O'Hare, at a combined weight of 396lbs, proudly representing their home country of Ireland, they are the EWT World Tag-Team Champions, Aidan Donnelly & Sean McCann… TEAM IRELAND!

*Team Ireland's green, white & gold pyro goes off & the three men continue on down to the ring to a chorus of boos. Donnelly can be seen mouthing off to the fans assembled at the edges of the ramp. Team Ireland slide into the ring & waste little time in getting to work on Raskall & Trunk.*

DING-DING!

*Donnelly & McCann have barely removed their title belts before they rush Raskall & Trunk. All four men be clubberin' at eachother & the referee can barely get in between them in order to break-up the mêlée. After some time, the ref manages to break up this brawl & Marcus & Aidan are sent to wait in their respective corners. Sean & Raskall aren’t interested in their usual technical, high-flying shenanigans at the moment. Both men are locked-up in the middle of the ring with neither one really getting a clear advantage. Eventually, Raskall backs Sean up into a corner. The referee steps in to try & separate the two men & Sean takes the opportunity to kick Raskall right in the billiards! The crowd shower him with boos as Sean looks around & gives a little shrug. As Raskall lies on the ground in pain, Sean attempts to climb to the top rope. Before he can get to the top, Rick gets up & gives Sean a Tornado Bomb from the top. Raskall rolls to his corner & makes a tag to Trunk. The big man comes in & Sean is immediately backing up towards his own corner. Without more ado, he makes a tag to Aidan, who is none too happy about having to get in the ring with Trunk. Aidan rather gingerly enters the ring while Trunk merely laughs at him. Marcus looks over towards Rick & the pair of them share a little chuckle at the expense of Team Ireland. While Trunk's back is turned Aidan charges at him, taking him down with a swift neckbreaker. Aidan runs off the ropes & drops his forearm right into Trunk's face. He brings Trunk to his feet, slapping the big guy around the head as he does so. Then Aidan hits Trunk with a succession of forearm shots followed by a discus clothesline. However, Trunk is still standing, these moves only staggered him slightly. Aidan goes charging at Trunk again & Marcus takes him down with a Spinebuster. Trunk follows this move up with a Fit Finlay-style ass drop right onto Aidan's chest. Aidan rolls over on to his stomach, holding his arms close to his chest. While he's on the ground Trunk grabs at Aidan's legs. It seems as though he’s setting up for Trunk Buster #3. But Aidan manages to manoeuvre this situation into a Victory Roll Pin. The ref counts…*


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KICKOUT!

*Trunk manages to escape from the surprise pin attempt & get to his feet. Marcus is still a little bit surprised following that attempted Victory Roll & Aidan easily takes advantage of that by dropkicking Trunk over the top rope. With Trunk on the outside, Aidan launches himself over the top, landing on Trunk as soon as he gets to his feet. Aidan is shortly followed by Rick Raskall flying off the apron with a cross-body. Raskall is then surprised when Sean McCann comes flying over the top rope with a Corkscrew Plancha. All four men are now down on the outside & the referee has begun to count them out.*

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*Sean attempts to revive Aidan, but can't & just rolls him back into the ring.*

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*Trunk is up (if a little groggy) & slowly getting back into the ring. The referee stops the count once Trunk is back in. While Trunk was out Coach O'Hare was squirting water from a sports bottle into Aidan’s face in an attempt to revive him. As Trunk approaches, O'Hare squirts the bottle right into Marcus' eyes. It doesn't have any harmful effects, but it provides enough of a distraction that Aidan is able to tag Sean who quickly leaps into action with a Springboard Tornado DDT. Sean quickly follows this up with a standing Moonsault, THEN he runs off the ropes & executes a standing Shooting Star Press. He remains on top of Trunk as the ref does his job.*


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KICKOUT!
*A kickout with authority at that, as Sean is sent quite a distance across the ring by Trunk. Trunk drags Sean over to his own corner & tags in Raskall. Trunk lifts McCann & throws him in the air, as Sean is on the way down, Raskall hits him with a dropkick, knocking the wind out of the Irishman. Raskall goes for a cover.*


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KICKOUT!
*Raskall goes to the outside & uses the ropes to springboard himself into the ring & deliver a legdrop across Sean's throat. Sean begins bucking wildly & trying to roll away. He rolls to the outside to the waiting O'Hare. O'Hare gives Sean the same sports bottle he was using on Aidan earlier. Sean, sitting down by the ring apron, takes a sip then gives the bottle back to O'Hare. Once back in the ring, Sean gets up in Raskall's face & spits the water at him. The momentary distraction allows Sean to hit a quick Hurricanrana on Raskall. With Raskall on the mat, Sean heads to the top rope & aims to hit a double stomp on Raskall. Rick manages to evade the move at the last second & Sean lands harmlessly on his feet. Sean manages to roll-through his double stomp attempt & follows up by hitting a clothesline on Raskall. Both men are down, somewhat exhausted. Sean begins to crawl towards his corner & Raskall begins to crawl towards his own corner. Sean manages to tag in Aidan & Raskall makes the tag to Trunk seconds later. Trunk comes charging into the ring & takes down Aidan with a clothesline, then he knocks Sean down with a big right hand. Coach O'Hare is up on the ring apron, Trunk knocks him off with a massive right. Trunk peppers Aidan with lefts & rights, he winds up for a big clothesline… but Sean McCann flies into the ring from the outside hitting a Molly-Go-Round onto Trunk. Aidan grabs Trunk's legs & rolls over hoping for a pin.*

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*But Trunk bridges himself up, keeping his arms firmly around Donnelly's waist. Trunk stands fully erect (no jokes please) & holds Donnelly upside down. Marcus flips Donnelly up into position for a Powerbomb & walks back towards the ropes where Rick Raskall awaits. Raskall flips off the top as Trunk nails the Powerbomb & waits for the three count. But O'Hare is up on the ring apron again. He tosses his Hurley into the ring & Sean picks it up, Sean takes a swing at Raskall, who ducks out of his path. Raskall takes Sean out with a swift Enzuguiri. Meanwhile, Trunk has released his pinfall on Aidan & is attempting to get the attention of the referee, who is still occupied with O'Hare. Aidan, getting to his feet again, notices the Hurley. He picks it up with the aim of hitting Trunk, but Raskall grabs one end of the stick & a tug-of-war ensues. Both men are pulling at both ends of the stick… until Raskall, smirking, decides to just let go. Donnelly goes flying backwards, crashing right into the referee, who in turn crashes into O'Hare. Aidan, still clutching the Hurley, takes a swing at Trunk. Trunk steps backwards & the shot narrowly misses him. Before Aidan can take another swing, Trunk snatches the Hurley from his hand & promptly tosses it out of the ring. Trunk Irish Whips Aidan off the ropes & hits him with a Trunk Buster, he covers…*







*…But of course the ref is still knocked out from his earlier collision with O'Hare. Trunk, rather frustrated gets up to revive the referee. At first poking him with his boot, then kneeling down & fiercely shaking him back into conciousness.*

*Raskall goes over to the corner and attempts to revive the referee as well, but Aidan comes from behind and hits a Stinger Splash on both Raskall and Trunk. With Raskall and Trunk both groggy, Sean climbs to the top rope. He leaps off the top, double stomps on Trunk's back, and then uses that momentum to hit a flying clothesline on Raskall as Aidan hits a chop block. After this impressive double-team maneuver, Aidan scrambles for a cover.*

*The referee is still KOed in the corner. O'Hare struggles to his feet and squirts some water in the referee's face, then grabs him and drags him across the ring to make the count.*

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KICKOUT!

*The referee took too long to count, and Raskall managed to kick out at two! Aidan clenches his fists and screams "WHAT!" as he gets to his feet and berates the referee. Meanwhile, O'Hare is taunting the fallen Trunk and waving his water bottle about. Trunk reaches out and snatches the bottle away from O'Hare, as O'Hare recoils in fear. Trunk tosses the bottle over to Raskall, who takes a big swig of water, and walks up behind Aidan, who is still arguing. Raskall taps Aidan on the shoulder. When Aidan turns around, Raskall spews a mouthful of water in Aidan's face.*

*Raskall makes a rolling motion with his arms, signalling for the L.A. Twist. Trunk clotheslines Sean out of the ring as Raskall hoists up Aidan, then spins him around and plants him into the mat! The crowd goes crazy as Trunk signals to the turnbuckle. Raskall climbs to the top to attempt the Raskall House Special. Just then, Sean reaches into the ring and grabs the referee by the cuff of his pants. With the referee distracted, O'Hare recovers the hurley and cracks Raskall in the back with it. Raskall tumbles to the mat.*

*Trunk reaches over the rope and tries to grab at O'Hare. Sean dashes into the ring and attacks Trunk from behind, doing a sort of barrel roll maneuver that uses his entire body to take out Trunk's legs.*

Peppy Hare(in crowd): Do a barrel roll!

*With Trunk on the mat, Sean rolls up Trunk and puts his feet on the ropes. The referee makes the count.*

1...




2...




3...NO!!

*Trunk gets his shoulder up just barely. Sean is completely incensed, now kicking the turnbuckles and pounding on the mat. Trunk gets to his feet. Sean punches Trunk in the chest. Trunk roars in his face, shaking Sean up. Trunk clubs Sean in the back, then whips him into the ropes. Trunk tosses Sean up in the air, then Raskall, who has recovered from the hurley shot, hits an impressive high dropkick. But when Raskall gets back up, Aidan catches him from behind and nails the Guinness Hangover! Raskall is out!*

*With Raskall knocked out, Trunk is by himself. He charges at Aidan and Sean, but they duck. Trunk comes off the ropes and receives a double spin kick to the gut. With Trunk doubled over, Sean and Aidan come off the ropes and take the big man off his feet with a double diving clothesline. They manage to drag Trunk to the corner, and using all of their remaining strength, they hoist Trunk up to the top turnbuckle. With Trunk perched on the top, Aidan and Sean climb to the top rope, clubbing at Trunk's body for good measure. Finally, they manage to get Trunk to the top rope, and straining like crazy, manage to superplex the 300-pound Trunk off the top rope! The thunderous crash echoes throughout the arena!*

*With all four competitors lying in pain on the mat, the referee begins the ten count.*

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6...




7...Aidan crawls to his feet.




8...




9...Trunk just barely manages to struggle to his feet.

*The referee signals for the match to continue. Sean and Aidan whip Trunk into the ropes, but this time, Trunk blasts them with a double clothesline. Trunk roars and pounds his chest, but immediately feels woozy and stumbles toward his corner. Unfortunately, Raskall is still feeling the effects of the Guinness Hangover and is lying on the floor outside the ring. Trunk rolls to the outside and tries to revive Raskall. As the two of them get to their feet, Sean and Aidan dive to the outside, Aidan with a Tope Suicida on Trunk and Sean with a running Shooting Star Press on Raskall! The crowd breaks into an "EWT! EWT! EWT!" chant!*

*Sean and Aidan get to their feet. O'Hare puts his face in the camera and points at the tricolour on his hurley, screaming "YOU'LL NEVER BEAT THE IRISH!" Sean and Aidan roll Trunk into the ring, then they hoist Raskall onto the apron. They take Trunk's hand and slap it with Raskall's, which the referee constitutes as a tag. Sean and Aidan now have the big man out of the match.*

*Sean and Aidan whip Raskall into the corner. Aidan then whips Sean into the corner, where he splashes Raskall. Aidan follows up with a splash of his own. Sean and Aidan nod and taunt the crowd, which boos them viciously. They go for the same spot again, but Trunk has gotten to his feet, and he plants his big boot right in Sean's face. Aidan jumps on Trunk's back and tries to take him down, but Trunk shakes him off. When Trunk turns around, Aidan attempts to kick him in the gut, but Trunk catches Aidan's foot and spins him around, right into the referee. The ref is knocked out for the second time in the match.*

*Aidan is frustrated. He gets to his feet and dashes at Trunk, but Trunk presses Aidan above his head, and tosses him out of the ring right onto Coach O'Hare. Just then, Sean gets back into the ring, runs at Trunk, and grabs his head, attempting a tornado DDT. Sean spins Trunk around several times, but when it looks like he's about to drop Trunk on his head, Trunk swings Sean back up and onto his shoulder, setting up for the Puncture Press! He connects with it, sending Sean crashing to the mat! But the referee is still down!*

*But as soon as Trunk hits the Puncture Press, two unexpected guests crash the party. It's Curly Long and Mr. Big! As soon as Trunk gets to his feet, Mr. Big climbs up onto the apron, and he tosses Curly right at Trunk! Curly immediately starts scratching and clawing at Trunk's face, and Trunk can't pull the little menace off! With Trunk fighting to to get rid of Curly, Mr. Big gets into the ring, comes off the ropes, and nails a vicious spear to the midsection of Trunk! Trunk goes rolling out of the ring. While Trunk is lying on the floor, Big presses Curly over his head and tosses him out of the ring, right on top of the prone Trunk!*

*Raskall comes to and realizes what it happening. He storms over to Big and attempts to get in his face, but Big simply looms over him and glares. With Raskall distracted, Aidan clubs Raskall in the back with the hurley. Raskall clutches his back in pain. Sean climbs to the top rope. As he flies off, Aidan hits a Lungblower on Raskall, while Sean simultaneously hits a double foot stomp! Raskall is crushed by this devastating maneuver! Mr. Big gets out of the ring as the referee comes around, and begins to count amongst the thunderous boos from the crowd.*

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3!

Toni "The Garc" Garcya: Here are your winners, Aidan Donnelly and Sean McCann, TEAM...IRELAND!!

*The crowd really lets Team Ireland and Midget King and Co. have it, as garbage and debris are thrown into the ring. Curly Long climbs into the ring with a microphone. He gets in the face of the fallen Rick Raskall.*

Curly: YEAH! That's what you get when you mess with the Midget King! Don't think I forgot the Thanksgiving Potluck Festival, because I haven't! I knew that your precious tag title shot meant everything to you, and now it's gone! It's all gone! Yet another brilliant idea from the brilliant mind of Curly Long. Big, get this garbage out of my ring.

*Big hoists up Raskall and tosses him out of the ring.*

Curly: There, that's better. Now then, since I’ve gotten rid of Raskall and Trunk ONCE AGAIN, it’s time to move on to other business. Ultimo Chocula, can’t you do better than some indy reject in a mask? You’re looking at five hundred pounds of raw muscle and brutality, and me, Curly Long, the future EWT Heavyweight Champion! They say I’m small, but I’m a 140-pound tank engine that runs on testosterone and raw sex appeal! And yes ladies, it’s all-natural.

*The crowd boos violently at Curly.*

Curly: But you already knew that. And if you didn’t, I’m staying at Encampment #141...

Big: Uh, boss?

Curly: Alright, alright. Tonight, in Curly Long’s ring, you will see the end of the sad, pathetic, and all-around unfulfilled career of one Ultimo Chocula, who scraped together the last of his pennies to buy the services of the worst tag team partner this side of Barry Horowitz, and will soon have his face unceremoniously bashed in by his own precious hockey stick, Oglethorpe. Ultimo calls it a lethal weapon, but since I always carry my own lethal weapon in my pants, I’ve already got the advantage.

In fact, ladies and gentlemen, I doubt he’s even here tonight. And no, it’s not because we’re in the middle of a war zone. He’s afraid of the Midget King embarrassing him on Pay Per View, which is why you’ll probably end up getting robbed of a match that you no doubt came to see. So since he’s too afraid to…

*”Poor and Weird” cuts Curly off, and he turns toward the entrance awaiting Ultimo Chocula, but Chocula doesn't come out. After about a minute, the music stops.*

Curly: Look at that! I told you he was afraid to...

*Just then, a small tank bursts through the entranceway, with Ultimo Chocula standing in the hatch! Curly is incredulous as the tank slows to a stop in front of the ring.*

Ultimo: Hey Curly Fries, like you said, this is a war zone! So I decided to bring out the heavy artillery. Heads up, baby!

*The turret is aimed directly at Curly and Big, who stand frozen in fear. With a loud BOOM!, the turret fires off. Curly and Big duck as green and red confetti bursts from the turret, showering everybody in a colorful spectacle.*

Ultimo: MERRY CHRISTMAS, CURLY LONG!

*Ultimo starts humming "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" as the tank retreats back towards the entrance. Eventually, Curly and Big exit the ring, still holding their ringing ears.*

[Toom E. Guci]

*****EARLIER TODAY*****

Toom E. Dangerously is seen in some underground bunker.

Toom E: "Ah, what a way to spend Christmas, don't you think? I mean, I understand that you all around probably miles away from your family in this undisclosed area. But let us think about why we are here: We're here for the soliders of the United States of America. We are here to give our thanks to those who fight bravely for our freedom and rights. But that is not the only reason why you SIX are here, is it?"

The camera pans back to reveal Spaz, Gasoline, Billy Ubermark, Eddie Omega, Ratings and Bret Michaels present in the office.

Toom E: "You guys are here for an opportunity of greatness. You are here to battle it out for a shot at the EWT Heavyweight title. But you all know that, am I right? I don't need to remind you about that piece of information. I've called you all to inform you that your match is going to have a little twist to it.

The six men exchange confused looks before looking back at Toom E. Dangerously.

Toom E: "You see, when one enters a battle, it is about two things: Survive & Conquer. Survive... & Conquer. What I'm saying gentlemen is tonight your match is going to an something EWT has yet to see. The 1st ever Survive & Conquer Match. The rules are simple: instead of having all of you start off the match at the same time, it'll be only two; and at every five minutes, a new competitor enters the match. The higher the number you have, the better the odds for you to be victorious. Sounds good? Good. Now let us draw the numbers to decide the order of the entry.

Toom E picks up a army helmet with six pieces of paper and holds it before Spaz. Spaz goes to draw a number, but Toom E stops him.

Toom E: "You know what? How about we start off at the other end of the line."

HBH and Ratings laugh and high five as Toom E makes his way over to them, while Spaz shakes simply shakes his head.

HBH: (reaching into the helmet) "C'mon, high numbah, high numbah, give ol' HBH a high number!" (pulls out a piece of paper and looks at it. He smiles and pumps his fist) "Ha-ha! That's what I'm talking about!"

(He shows Ratings the number, who whistles, impressed. Ratings looks to Toom E who stands before him)

Ratings: "Before I draw this number, Toom E., I just wanted to inform you that since my arrival, I have received poor treatment. The food is terrible, the accomandations are insulting to a person of my status and it is impossible to find..."

Eddie Omega: "Just shut up and draw a number you spoiled-ass b***h!"

(Ratings shares a glare with Omega before drawing his number. He looks at it and scoffs at the results)

Ratings: (To Omega) "They teach you that kind of language at Harvard?"

(Eddie pays no attention to Ratings as he draws his number, looking at it with a smirk. Next is Billy Ubermark, who upon looking at his number, flips out)

Billy: "OH YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!!! THIS THING IS SO RIGGED!!! ANOTHER ATTEMPT TO KEEP THE VIRGIN DOWN!!! SOMEBODY'S GONNA PAY FOR THIS!!! SOMEBODY--"

Billy stops ranting once he notices Toom E glaring at him. He regains his composure and clear his throat.

Billy: "I-Is that a new suit, Toom E? Looks good on you."

Toom E shakes his head and side steps to Gasoline, who draws his number.

Gasoline: (looking at his number) "Looks like I'm in this for the long run... Thankfully I love challenges."

Toom E moves down to the final competitor, Spaz, who draws his number and looks at it calmly.

Toom E: "Well, you all know your number. All I can say to you know is "Best of luck" to you all."

As the six depart, Toom E stops Spaz to give him some parting words.

Toom E: "Especially you, Spaz. I personally would like to wish you good luck. Because you know what? I think you are going to need it."

Spaz: "Well--thanks, mate. But honestly, I don't need your luck..."

Spaz holds the number he drew in Toom E's face, which turns the boss' sinister grin into a annoyed frown.

Spaz: "Because I think lady luck is already on my side."

With a smile, Spaz exits; leaving Toom E, HBH and Ratings. Enraged at what he had seen, Toom E slams the helmet to the ground and turns to HBH and Ratings.

Toom: "Make sure he doesn't win. Do whatever it takes... just make sure he doesn't win."

HBH and Ratings nod and exit, leaving a frustrated Toom E alone in the bunker/office.

[Toom E. Guci]

The Fink: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is an Oglethorpe On A Pole, Submission, Cage Tag Team match. All four contestants will be in the cage at the same time. The first team to reach the hockey stick may use it. The only way to win is to make one member of the opposing team submit.....”

(Movin’ On Up” comes on and the crowd responds accordingly. Curly Long runs out from the back and basks in the glory that only exists in his head. Mr. Big follows him out and stands behind him with his arms crossed, cutting a very impressive figure.)

The Fink: Introducing first, from Spread Eagle Wisconsin and Bad Axe Michigan, at a total combined weight of 538lbs, here is the team of Curly Long and Mr. Big....................CURLY AND COMPANY ”

(Curly smugly grills while he strolls down the ramp with his finger in the air, signifying that he’s number one. Big enters the ring and stands dead center, flexing his biceps. Curly enters and scrambles up the side of the cage all the way to the top and holds his arms out “king of the world” style. Their music dies down and the next team is introduced.

The Fink: “And their opponents, being led to the ring by PsyTonis Tennille, from Portland Oregon and Los Angeles California, at a total combined weight of 483lbs, the team of Ultimo Chocula and Daryl Dragon...................ULTIMO DRAGON ”

(The opening drum beat of “Poor And Weird” quickly fades out to “Love Will Keep Us Together” and the three come out from the back to cheers from the crowd. PsyTonis Tennille waves to the crowd while showing more teeth than a crocodile. Daryl Dragon moseys out with a dumb grin on his face and Ultimo runs out with a bit more piss and vinigar. Ultimo spots Curly up on top of the cage and yells obscenities at him, which is stupid since Curly couldn’t hear him way up there with the crowd going ape crap and the music, but I digress. The two men stand at the bottom of the ramp and remove their ring jackets as Big stands in the center of the ring staring a hole through his opposition. UC and Dragon hand their entry wear to PsyTonis and they run into the cage and immediately take it to Big. The three exchange punches and the bell rings.

Big clubs at both UC and Dragon, each with a different arm, while they use their four fist to pummel on Big. Curly climbs down the cage as quickly as he can while the brawl continues. Curly stops on the top turnbuckle and leaps off hitting UC with a dropkick. UC stumbles to the mat while Big lays Dragon out with a big forearm shot to the face. Curly stomps away on UC while he’s still down to try and soften him up a bit. Big sends Dragon into the ropes and hits a big boot. Curly and Big set their opponents up in opposite corners and signal to each other. They attempt to send their opponents into one another but UC and Dragon reverse. UC whips Curly so hard he is airborne and cannonballs directly into Big’s chest. Big wobbles around a bit and UC & Dragon use the opportunity to dropkick him in the back of the legs, sending Big down. UC and Dragon each grab one of Curly’s arms and legs and send him flying straight up in the air and down on Big’s chest.

Curly scrambles away from the melee and Dragon follows him while UC takes the boots to Big. Dragon grabs Curly by the back of the shirt to try and drag him back to the match and Curly suddenly turns and head butts Dragon right in the crotch. Dragon grabs his organ grinder and hits the deck. UC sees this and runs over to beat on Curly but Big grabs his leg and trips him up. UC gets back up but Curly grabs his leg. UC tries to shake him off but it was all just a distraction for Big to lay UC out with a running forearm smash. Big holds UC’s legs down as Curly jumps on his stomach and does a happy little jig. Curly jumps up and lands a senton and Big picks UC up. Big puts UC in a full nelson, picking him up off his feet, and the ref asks if he wants to give up. UC shakes his head no and Curly gets frustrated. Curly then turns and climbs up the cage to try and grab Oglethorpe. Curly gets to the top turnbuckle but Dragon knocks him off. Dragon picks Curly up and hurls him at Big, who lets go of UC to catch Curly. UC quickly sets himself up as a springboard for Dragon, who leaps off of him and dropkicks Curly, who’s knocked from Big’s grip and hits the mat. Big wobbles a little bit but he’s still up. Dragon runs to try and knock Big down but Big scoops him up and gets him up for a gorilla press slam and throws him head first into the cage. UC is up but Big sees him and forearms him across the face. Big pump handle suplexes UC backwards into the other side of the cage. Curly regroups and pounces on UC, blasting him with many little punches. Curly takes UC’s face and rams it into the side of the cage. Big, on the other side, has Dragon and suplexes him in the center of the ring. Curly and Big signal to each other and Curly climbs up the top rope while Big puts Dragon across his knee with a backbreaker. Curly leaps off the top rope but UC knocks him out of the air with flying shoulder block sending the midget flying into the side of the cage where he grabs on and hangs off of it. Big lets go of Dragon and attempts a big boot but UC ducks it and responds with a series of boots to his stomach. UC, for some reason, tries to send Big into the ropes but predictably Big reverses. UC responds with a flying forearm while Dragon sweeps the leg and Big hits the deck again. UC locks in an arm bar on one arm while Dragon locks in the same on the other arm. The ref is there to ask Big if he wants to give up but no dice. Big stands up with both men on his arms and spins around and smacks Dragon, then UC, into the cage where they both let go and hit the mat. Curly, from his spot on the cage leaps off and leg drops Dragon.

Big heads over to the side of the cage and is looking to grab Oglethorpe while lays the boots to Dragon. Big is on the second turnbuckle when suddenly UC sprinboards off the top rope and spin heel kicks Big in the face, sending him to the mat. UC starts to head up to the top turnbuckle in an attempt to grab Oglethorpe but Curly scrambles up after him. UC is about a foot away from grabbing the stick but suddenly he yelps in pain. He looks down and sees Curly, attached to his leg, and biting the hell out of it. UC tries to shake the little bugger off. Big runs over to the melee and gets UC in the electric chair drop position. Curly lets go of UC’s leg and Big lowers the boom. Curly runs over to Dragon and punches him in the hat, and by extension his head. Curly puts Dragon in the Curly Clutch and the ref is there to check for the submission. Dragon refuses to give while UC gathers his senses and tries to go for the save but Big cuts him off. UC ducks under Big’s forearm shot attempt and blasts Curly off of Dragon. Big runs over and grabs UC by the hair while Curly yells instructions to his body guard. Big picks UC up in the shoulder breaker position while Curly climbs up to the top rope. Curly leaps off for a double stomp but UC rakes Big’s eyes, dropping UC so Curly misses and double stomps the mat. The shock runs through Curly’s legs and he hits the deck, holding his knees. Big tries to get his sight back and stumbles around. He gets his sight back and looks up only to see Dragon, backflipping off the top rope, and bending him backwards, locking in a Dragon Sleeper. Big is bent so far back he can’t get his bearings as Dragon cranks down on his neck. Curly tries to make the save but UC palms his bald head like a basketball and punts him in the ass. Curly runs around the ring holding his caboose and yelling. Curly makes a full lap and UC blasts him in the face with a Shining Wizard (he didn’t really have far to go, really).

Dragon still has the Dragon Sleeper applied as Big struggles to escape. Finally Big raises one of his knees up and hits Dragon with it. Big knees him again and Dragon releases the hold. Big stumbles to his knees but Dragon is there to kick him real stiff like across the chest. UC comes over and joins in as he and Dragon have a kicking contest on Big. Big wobbles after each kick and looks woozy. Suddenly when Dragon and UC go for a kick he reaches out and grabs both legs while Curly runs up and low blows both men. UC and Dragon hit the deck while Curly and Big collect themselves. Curly points to Oglethorpe up on the pole and Big nods his head. Big picks Curly up and places him on his shoulders and climbs up the ropes. Curly reaches the hockey stick easily and takes it off the pole, holding it up and hooting like a Tuscan Raider. UC and Dragon stumble up to their feet when Curly leaps off of Big’s shoulders and clotheslines both opponents with Oglethorpe. Curly whacks both men with the stick and struts around the ring holding the stick up. Dragon stumbles up to his feet and leans against the ropes for balance. Curly sees this and signals to Big. Curly hops up on Bigs back and holds Oglethorpe like a jousting stick and yells “Charge!” Big takes off running at Dragon when suddenly Dragon drops down and trips Big, who’s head goes through the ropes and smack directly into the cage. Big is busted open and knocked out cold, his body hanging over the second rope until finally sliding to apron with Curly still on his back. Curly is pinned between the cage and Big’s unconscious body. Dragon comes over gives Curly a few chops across the face. Curly remembers he still has Oglethorpe in his hand and suddenly wacks Dragon in the head with it. Dragon stumbles backwards holding his head as Curly wiggles out from his predicament. Curly gets back into the ring and holds Oglethorpe like a samuria sword. Dragon turns and Curly whacks him in the knees. Dragon falls down to his knees and Curly blasts him right in the temple with the butt of the stick. Dragon hits the deck and appears to be out of it. Curly holds the stick up in celebration but he kinda sorta forgot about the second guy.

UC gives Curly a running dropkick that sends him flying backward into the turnbuckle. Curly drops Oglethorpe in the process and UC picks it up. Curly tries to beg off UC but nothin’ doin’. UC slap shots Curly in the stomach and he flies backwards again. Curly stands up and he gets another slapshot across the back. UC sends Curly into the ropes and launches him off the stick and into the cage. Curly crashes into the cage and slowly (and comically) slides down. Curly rolls back into the ring and UC goes for the killer. UC jumps up into the air and attempts to whack Curly with the stick but Curly rolls out of the way. UC hits nothing but mat with the stick and it flies out of his hands. Curly runs up to the now weaponless UC and headbutts him directly in the shnozz. Curly gives UC a bulldog and regains his senses. Curly stands up and makes the throat slashing gesture, and picks UC up and places him up on the top turnbuckle. Curly climbs up to the top and positions UC for the Curly Creamer. Curly almost has UC up on his shoulders but UC elbows him in the face repeatedly. Curly takes about ten elbows and he lets go of UC, who stands up on the buckles behind Curly. UC kicks Curly in the head sending him crashing face first into the mat. UC stands up, leaps off and lands the Earth Clutch on Curly. Curly is bent backwards and locked in tight, trying to fight it off. He looks over for Big, who’s knocked out cold, and has no choice but to tap out.)

Fink: “Here are your winners......................Ultimo Dragon!”

(UC lets go of Curly and leans against the buckles, trying to get his air back. PsyTonis Tennille climbs into the ring and hops around with corny ass joy. She checks on Dragon to make sure he’s still with us. He stirs and slowly gets up to his feet. UC stands up and grabs Oglethorpe, holding it up and claiming it since it’s his anyway. Curly rolls over to Big and tries to drag him out of the ring but since he’s five times his size and dead weight he isn’t getting too far. PsyTonis raises the arms of Ultimo Dragon and smiles like the grill of a 57 Chevy, practically blinding the audience (but they cheer anyway). “Love Will Keep Us Together” plays over the PA and PsyTonis and Dragon start a really awkward dance while UC points at Curly with Oglethorpe and talks a serious amount of trash.)

Fink: The following contest is the first ever 30 Minute "Iron-Team" Match! <crowd pop> Whichever team is able to score the most victories, by any legal means, over the course of thirty minutes, will be declared the winner! Introducing first:

<The lights dim as "Be Aggressive" by Faith No More hits, and the crowd begins voicing their displeasure. Keiko bounds through the entrance ramp, laughing and skipping down the aisle, before turning and facing towards the entrance as her boys walk in, scowls across their faces.>

Fink: Being accompanied by Keiko, at a total combined weight of 374 pounds, representing Team LEO, Mike Hodgson and Joel Nelson!

<The boys, as usual, avoid contact with any fans, and instead pace around the ring a couple times before jumping in, and immediately stretching against the ropes. Their eyes are set firmly on the entrance-way, as they await their opponents.>

<They don't have to wait long, as the lights again go down, and "Never Let Me Down Again" segues into "Clint Eastwood", leading to the lights glowing red and blue.>

Fink: Their opponents, being accompanied by Auraelia, at a combined weight of 430 pounds, representing the Prophecy Reborn, HitmanMark, aaaaaand Moxie!

<The crowd is now on their feet for the two former champions, who's faces are no brighter than those of their opponents'. HMark musters up enough to appeal to the crowd as he walks slowly around the ring, turning regularly to keep an eye on Team LEO. Moxie, on the other hand, is blatantly pacing around the ring like an animal, his eyes completely trained on the enemy.>

[Toom E. Guci]

Dave Prazak: <on commentary> And here we have what will, in a way, actually be the first, and maybe the only true chapter in what quickly escalated from a competitive rivalry, into a case of full-blown hatred! HMark once considered Team LEO to be sort of "students" of his for a short while, with some even saying his short time training them helped prepare Team LEO, then still The Nyrds, for the end of their war against The Handsome Boys Modeling School. But things changed, and The Prophecy Reborn defeated Team LEO in the World Tag Title Tournament Quarterfinals, and, since then, Mike and Joel have worked to make HMark and Moxie's lives a living hell! Even Auraelia hasn't been exempt, as she's been the victim of both threats from Mike and Joel, as well as physical attacks from the psychotic Keiko!

Lenny Leonard: But don't forget, Dave, they're not the only ones making threats. Team LEO seems to have driven the Prophecy Reborn back into some of the habits we used to know them for during their original run, where they were defined by sheer violence and execution. If you think for one second that THEY wouldn't lay a hand on Keiko, just as Mike and Joel have threatened to do to Auraelia, you're just being naive!

DP: You may well be right, but we'll just have to find out, as here comes the opening bell, and the start of the thirty minute clock! As a reminder to anyone keeping track, whenever there's a decision in this match, it's as if the match is immediately restarted, as, after a fall, each team is free to change whoever they want the legal man in the ring to be!

<Sure enough, the two teams stand in opposite corners, each picking a man to start, each taking their time before the bell rings. Moxie and Mike start the action off, and as the bell rings, Mike immediately runs and dives to take out Moxie's legs, but the more experienced man side-steps and starts measuring his opponent. The two lock up, but are clearly struggling against one another, each looking to attain a quick advantage; not much in the way of sizing each other up. Moxie gets the go behind, and tries to take Mike over, but Mike blocks with his leg, twists around and gets behind Moxie, grabbing him around the waist, and with an audible grunt, manages to pick Moxie up and slam him down to the mat, where Mike holds on and attempts a front chancery.>

DP: Seems clear already that neither team wants to waste any time in establishing dominance!

LL: Too true. Think about it: what's an average match? Fifteen minutes? In a sixty minute match, you can afford to pace yourself, take a pinfall here or there to conserve energy, you'll get more chances. In a thirty minute match? Forget it, you better get the lead, get it fast, and don't relent for a second.

DP: Very astute, and in the ring, Team LEO seems to be holding true to their stated desire, to out-do the PR at their own game: mat wrestling!

<Sure enough, in the ring, Mike is working to keep Moxie down, to drain some energy with a chancery/headlock combo, before reaching over and tagging Joel. Mike positions himself and Moxie, allowing Joel to leap over the ropes, rear back...and just brush his boot insultingly alongside Moxie's head. HMark jumps in to get some payback for the insult, but the ref blocks him, allowing Mike to stay in the ring, pick Moxie up, hold him, and nail a German Suplex, just as Joel delivers a nasty kick to the face! COVER!>

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<Moxie gets his shoulder up, it's too early. Joel doesn't relent, and works on getting Moxie back on the mat, where he starts driving knees into his enemy's back, trying to find a good spot to focus on for the rest of the match. Moxie, though, spins onto his back, grabs Joel's knee, and flips him over, bringing him down to the mat, and putting him in a headlock. Joel reverses with a head-sciscors, but Moxie kicks out of them, and goes for another headlock...which Joel reverses with another head-sciscors! Moxie, however, wastes no time, rolls over, and balances on his head, freeing himself from the hold, before leaping to his feet, and delivering a sick dropkick to the face of the seated Joel, much to the crowd's delight. Grabbing the prone LEO member, Moxie tags in HMark to a crowd pop, who quickly grabs Joel's arm, twisting it, and then turning it all into a sort of Cobra Clutch variation before bringing him down on the mat, where he starts stretching him out, positioning him far away enough to hamper Mike from breaking it up. Joel knows where he's at, however, and gets to the ropes. HMark holds onto the hold up 'til 4 on the ref's 5 count, before picking Joel back up, and nailing some forearm shots to his back.>

<HMark winds Joel up, whipping him into the ropes, and comes back with a running knee strike, taking Joel down, and going straight for a neck-vise head-sciscors; but Joel recovers quickly, rolling over, diving quickly over HMark, and going for a roll-up!>

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<Kickout by HMark, but Joel rolls across the ring to tag in Mike.>

DP: Prophecy's had a bit of an advantage thus far, but Team LEO looks to be running like a well-oiled machine tonight; clearly, they're focused on out-wrestling the PR in this one, they feel they've got a point to prove!

<Quickly, Mike runs in as HMark rises to his feet and goes for a running Yakuza Kick, but HMark ducks. Mike hits the ropes, ducks an attempt at a chop by HMark, hits the ropes again, and manages to come back with a leap, going for a hurricanrana...no! HMark stops him, positions him for a powerbomb...no, Mike manages to turn it into a tornado DDT! Mike quickly grabs HMark and runs to his corner, bringing Joel in, as Mike locks in a Boston Crab, and Joel goes for a Camel Clutch!>

DP: All sound technical work here thus far by Mike and Joel!

<As they show off to the crowd during the holds, neither man notices as Moxie hits the ring, runs over, and grabs both members of Team LEO, cracking the backs of their heads together! Both fall off in clear pain, allowing Moxie to drag HMark back to their corner, tagging himself in! Moxie hits the ring like a house of fire, quickly throwing Joel out of the ring, and focusing on Mike. Moxie delivers a couple stiff kicks to Mike's chest, knocking him down, and hits the ropes for a Quebrada/Lionsault! Pin!>

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<Mike kicks out, but Moxie immediately turns him over, looking for the Iron Cross/Rings of Saturn! Not even ten minutes into the match, and the crowd is already screaming for the clearly-in-pain Mike to "TAP!", hoping he doesn't realize how close he is to the ropes. He doesn't seem to, however, as he fights the hold...but the ref doesn't notice as Keiko, from the outside, drapes his boot across the bottom rope. The ref demands that Moxie break the hold, as Keiko giggles to herself, which draws Auraelia to come around from her side of the ring, audibly calling out Keiko, reminding her to keep her hands to herself. Both women share a none-too-friendly stare.>

<Moxie doesn't waste time, though, and picks Mike up, delivering forearm shots to the face. He hits the ropes...and falls out of the ring! Joel, from the outside, pulled down the top rope, sending Moxie to the outside and crashing into the guardrail! As Joel pulls himself back in through the bottom rope, he's met by a running dropkick from a now-revived HMark, bringing a clear "WOAH!" from the audience. HMark, not worrying about who the legal men are at the moment, turns his attention to Mike, who he now attempts to rock with several loud knife-edge chops. Throwing his opponent against the ropes, HMark meets him mid-ring with a leg lariat, taking him down, and leaving him prone to an attempt at a Cross-Arm Breaker!>

LL: Smart move by HMark, going for a move that could draw a submission in literally seconds, if he can get it on all the way!

<HMark tries, but Mike is resilient, doing his best to roll over and clasp his hands in order to relieve any pressure from the hold. HMark responds by driving the back of his leg down against Mike's sternum, knocking the wind of out him, and forcing him to lay back, allowing HMark to grab the hold and really rear back!>

DP: This could be it, the first decision of this Iron Team Match!

<HMark pulls...but Mike, face distorted in pain, refuses to tap! HMark is yelling at him, deriding him, but the younger man won't submit!>

LL: Could be a bad move by Mike Hodgson here, he's risking serious injury for the remainder of this match!

DP: This may well be HMark's retribution for all the arm injuries Team LEO has forced on him over the past couple of months!

<The crowd is in a frenzy, looking for the tap...but, out of nowhere, Joel leaps over the ropes, delivering a double-stomp onto HMark, breaking the hold! HMark clutches his stomach in agony, but soon gets cover from Moxie, who leaps in, shoulderblocking Joel to the mat. The PR return to their corner, where Moxie, the legal man, goes back to work, focusing on trying to eliminate Joel, as Mike's down, clutching his arm. Throwing him to the corner, Moxie hits a few overhand slaps to the chest, before Irish Whipping Joel to the opposite side of the ring, and running at him with a Precision Dropkick, right to the mush! Joel collapses, cover!>

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<Foot on the ropes! Moxie slams the mat in frustration, but tags in HMark, who goes straight after Joel...the ref only now admitting a mistake, and indicating who the legal man actually is! HMark turns around in time to see Mike's boot coming straight for his face...but ducks! HMark throws a forearm at Mike, a spin-kick at Joel, and, grabbing both, delivers, using both knees, a double jaw-breaker! Joel rolls off, near the PR's corner, and HMark hits the ropes, going for a lariat...Mike ducks! HMark, unfazed, instead goes for a short-arm lariat with his left arm...but Mike catches it, takes him to the mat, and locks his legs around HMark's previously-injured arm! Joel quickly dives at and grabs Moxie, stopping him from getting in the ring, but it makes no difference, as HMark almost immediately taps!>

Fink: First decision to Team LEO! The score is now one fall, to none.

DP: Unbelievable! Mike Hodgson turns HMark's strategy around on him, and puts him in a hold that is known for drawing near immediate submissions in most matches! A submission, I might add, that didn't require Mike to use his now aching left arm!

LL: Give credit where it's due: you could say now that Team LEO just, well, out-wrestled the Prophecy Reborn! Mike knew which limb he was going for, and even if HMark is right, and his arm is healed, I'm sure he didn't want to take any chances, and opted, rather than risking a re-injury, to give up a fall. Great strategy by LEO!

DP: Yeah, but while Mike's toughness while in the Cross-Arm Breaker was commendable, HE'S now the one with the clipped wing, while HMark got out before any serious damage could be done. How will this affect the rest of the match?

<The match is past 10 minutes in, and Moxie wastes no time in trying to make up for the lost fall. He immediately switches up gameplans, seeming to ditch the technical work for striking. Mox sends kicks and forearms flying, wearing Mike down, before turning around and delivering some for Joel, as well. Joel, however, answers back! For this fall, it seems Joel and Moxie will begin as the legal men, as each tries to one-up the other with strikes. Kick by Moxie...return kick by Joel! Forearm shot by Joel...returned by Moxie! Joel staggers, but steps up, and slaps Moxie across the face! Moxie turns his face away, not in pain, but allowing his face to contort in rage! Moxie immediately begins raining down open hand palm strikes to Joel's face, one after the other, a constant barrage! Joel tries to cover up, staggers back, but Moxie won't relent, pushing him against the ropes, where he delivers a vicious kick to the chest, sending Joel into the air! Moxie turns to get a head of steam, but doesn't notice as Mike blind-tags in! Moxie hits the ropes, runs back...SPRINGBOARD LARIAT FROM MIKE! COVER!>


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<HMark in to break it up! Not waiting, HMark immediately grabs Mike, and knees him in the face, before tossing him sternum-first into a corner. HMark props him up so that Mike's legs are through the top and second ropes; HMark grabs Mike's head, holds him up...and hits a NASTY kick to the spine, before allowing Mike to drop, head-first, back onto the mat! Mike falls in a heap as HMark gets back over, taking Moxie's tag, and going back to work!>

<HMark throws some strikes, and tosses Mike to the ropes...no, reversal by Mike...no, reversed again by HMark! Mike runs back, and eats an overhead belly-to-belly! HMark, anger rising, rushes over and gets on top of Mike, throwing punches blindly, drawing a five count from the ref, which HMark ignores, fury now driving his fists. He gets up, however, annoyed at the ref, and tries to tell him off, but gives Mike a chance to roll over and tag Joel, which the ref sees! Joel comes in, grabs HMark from behind, and hits a surprise Uranagi! HMark crumples in a heap, but rolls to the corner, where he sits up just in time to watch Joel and Mike hit opposite corners, and run back with a simultaneous running dropkick and Yakuza to the face, respectively! Mike exits, and Joel picks HMark up, throwing some kicks of his own, looking to take out the bigger man. HMark staggers, prompting Joel to exclaim "BAISAKU!">

<Joel hits the ropes, ready to nail one of his signatures...when out of nowhere, Moxie runs in with a decapitating lariat of his own! Joel is turned inside out! HMark, recovered, charges Mike, knocking him to the outside and into the guardrail, and picks up Joel into a Cobra Clutch...into a backbreaker...into a Flatliner...into the Koji Klutch! Heretic's Delight combo! HMark looks up and nods towards Moxie, yelling "2-for-1!" Moxie, not missing a beat, locks in a single leg crab at the same time! Joel is absolutely helpless, stuff in one variation of the "E.V. Combo!". The crowd's chants of "TAP!" don't go unheeded this time, as Joel realizes full well he's absolutely helpless! At a bit after the 15 minute mark, as the PR both rise after the hold, the look in their eyes tells the whole story.>

DP: Uh-oh. If things weren't pretty before, I think it's all about to get downright ugly.

Fink: Second decision to The Prophecy Reborn, the score is now tied at one decision apiece!

<Both HMark and Moxie immediately pick Joel up, and take turns nailing him with headbutts, staggering him big time. They each grab him, and nail him with a double-back breaker, before picking him back up. Not wasting time, HMark tells Moxie to scale the ropes! Necronomicon attempt, already?>

<Indeed! Moxie scales the ropes, fully ready, but before HMark can manage a "KLATU!", Joel picks himself up, suddenly aware of the predicament he's in! Joel grabs HMark by the neck, pulling himself up, and throwing vicious fists when he can manage it. HMark, enraged, attempts to knock him off by simply charging into corners, driving Joel's back into turnbuckles, which, after four attempts, manages to crumple the LEO member up. But enough time passes to allow Mike to get to the apron...Mike shoves Moxie right off the top rope to the outside! The crowd lets out a roar as Moxie crashes, seemingly face-first, into the guardrail! A "HOLY @#$%!" chant starts up, as the cameras catch Moxie, rolling on the mat, blood coming from his mouth, as Auraelia rushes over to check on him! Nearby, Keiko can be heard laughing...or screaming, it's hard to tell sometimes...which causes Auraelia to bolt up and grab a chair! Keiko quickly retreats, and Auraelia manages to calm herself enough to get a water bottle for Moxie, trying to at least wash the blood out.>

<In the ring, Joel staggers to his feet while Mike gathers himself on the apron, still shaken from his spill before. What Joel DOESN'T notice is HMark, perched high atop the top rope, waiting, measuring, leaping!...EURO-DRAGON UPPERCUT TO JOEL! The young man is sent rocketing back, like he was just hit by a shotgun shell, sending him rolling to the floor, as well! With Moxie out and Joel clutching at his chest and neck, it's down to HMark and Mike. The strike exchange begins, with each man letting loose as best they can. HMark seems to get the upperhand; after a few chops are exchanged, HMark throws a nasty European Uppercut, rocking Mike backwards! Rather than respond in kind, Mike instead just shoves HMark, prompting ANOTHER vicious European Uppercut! Mike holds his ground, rears back...and SPITS at HMark! HMark falls back, into the ropes...running boot! Mike staggers back into the ropes...returns with a boot of his own! HMark AGAIN falls back, another big boot, which Mike return! One more time, HMark hits it, AGAIN, Mike returns-NO! HMark catches him, gets behind, hooks the leg, REGALPLEX!>

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Fink: Third decision to The Prophecy Reborn! Current score is now 2-1!

<We're now well past 20 minutes, and HMark staggers up, extremely worn from the boot exchange with Mike...JOEL OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A DRAGON-RANA, INTO A BRIDGE!>

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Fink: Fourth decision to Team LEO! The score is now tied, 2-2!

DP: Joel just COMPLETELY saved his team with that burst of adrenaline, hitting the Dragonrana into a pin! Where the hell did he even come from?! There's just no quit in these guys!

LL: God only knows, DP, but all four men are just completely wiped out, and we're nearing the 25 minute mark!

<The crows is cheering, clapping and stomping in rhythm to attempt to awaken the four men, all of whom are down and out, it seems. Joel manages to begin getting up first, staggering, holding the ropes for support, and gets HMark up, hoping to finish him. After hitting a few strikes, Joel hits a kick to the gut, and sets HMark up, signalling for the Clash of the Titans! Joel struggles, but manages to begin lifting the woozy HMark up, trying to get him into the proper position...but Moxie, mouth still bloodied, rolls into the ring! Thinking fast, Mox hits the ropes from behind Joel, gets in front, and NAILS a running flying boot to Joel's fash, shooting Joel against the ropes and down to the mat! Moxie leans against the ropes on another side of the ring, and, in a flash, Keiko is seen jumping up to the apron, right behind him! Mike, now roused, grabs at the ref, seemingly trying to argue something with him, but actually just distracting him enough to allow Keiko to...>

DP: Oh God! Keiko's got a piece of wire, and she's wringing it around Moxie's neck from behind!

<Too weakened to fight her off, Moxie can barely struggle, as Keiko bounces up and down, gleefully strangling the life out of Moxie, hoping to take him out for good...but from the floor, Auraelia grabs her feet, bringing her down, face-first, into the ring apron! Keiko falls back, clutching at her face, as Moxie is let free! Auraelia pounces on her counterpart, trying to drive the back of her head into the guardrail, as the fans chant "@#$% HER UP, AURAE, @#$% HER UP! <clap, clap>" >

<Mike takes notice, though, and, summoning some strength, quickly rolls out, and, grabbing her by the hair, drags Auraelia off Keiko, and picks her up, turning her around and, still clutching her hair, screaming into her face. Auraelia struggles, but Mike is not letting go, and almost looks ready to strike...when Moxie sails in between the second and bottom rope, hitting Mike with the Heat Seeking Missle tope, sending both men crashing into the guardrail, and OVER it, into the crowd! The crowd goes wild, as HMark and Joel are left in the ring!>

<Joel gets to his feet again, this time picking HMark up, again going for the Clash of the Titans! Picks him up...no, HMark blocks it! Tries again...another block, as HMark drops to his knee! Joel is getting angry, and rains blows on top of HMark's back, weakening him, then hits the ropes...HMARK CATCHES HIM WITH THE BLUE THUNDER DRIVER! COVER!>



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<NO! Joel barely gets the shoulder up, as the crowd let's out a sound of shock! HMark gets up, a sudden adrenaline rush, and rips off his elbow-pad, ready for a lariat! He goes to the opposite corner and measures Joel, ready to take his head off...he charges...Joel avoids it! HMark stops himself short by dropping to one knee, turns around...AND EATS A SHINING WIZARD FROM JOEL! PIN!>


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<NO! HMark gets the shoulder up just as the ref's about to hit 3! The ref quickly throws his arms up, waving them, signalling "No pin"! Joel is in shock, and looks ready to kill the ref! He stops short, though, and drags HMark over to a corner! Slowly, struggling, Joel gets to the top rope, signalling again to the crowd that he wants to hit the Lion Star Press! Joel finally steadies himself, takes a deep breath, and leaps...>

<HMARK ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY, AND JOEL CRASHES AND BURNS! Knowing Joel's on his stomach, HMark pounces, AND LOCKS IN CATTLE MUTILATION! There are still a few minutes left, and Mike's not in any shape to give his partner a hand!>

DP: THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT, JOEL'S GOT NO PLACE TO TURN!

<The crowd is almost at a frenzy now, waiting for the tapout, waiting for a submission...which isn't coming! HMark is relentless, locking the hold in as deeply as he can, pulling back on his arms as much as possible, putting as much force down as he can! Joel just pounds the mat with his feet, but refuses to give! The camera gets a close up, and Joels cries of anguish are audible, but so are his clear, loud answers of "NO!" every time the ref asks if he wants to give!>

<The camera now picks something else up...Joel letting loose an incredible cry as he lunges back, getting his foot on the rope, but also catching Joel's eyes close, perhaps forced close by the excessive pain he just endured! The ref calls for a break, but HMark doesn't miss a beat, and instead rolls Joel over into a crucifix pin!>

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<SHOULDER UP!>

DP: HOW, HOW?!

LL: I cannot BELIEVE what I am seeing!

DP: HMark, this audience, hell, WE can't believe it!

<HMark's eyes are wide, but now seem to turn wild, savage. Finally driven to the edge, and with now less than a minute to go, HMark grabs Joel, rolls him over, and locks him into a seated abdominal stretch...BUT STARTS THROWING ELBOW STRIKES TO THE SIDE OF JOEL'S HEAD!!!>

<The crowd is gasping audibly, "OOH!"-ing along with every strike that lands, watching as a welt forms on Joel's temple! HMark's face is nightmare-inducing, his eyes wide and vicious, his expression merciless. Within a few seconds, the bell rings.>

DP: Wait, what was that?

LL: Did the ref just call for the bell, or did time run out?

DP: We need an official decision!

<HMark rolls off as a stunned silence sweeps the crowd. They hate Team LEO, but watching HMark go over the edge has made many people uncomfortable. The ref goes over to the ring announcer and timekeeper, and, after some consulting...>

Fink: Ladies and gentlemen, upon review of the ending of the match, the timekeeper has verified that the referee called for the bell BEFORE the clock reached zero! Therefore, the winners of the fifth decision, by referee stoppage, and thus the winners of this match by a 3-2 margin, The Prophecy Reborn!

<Some in the crowd cheer, others just don't know how to react. Moxie and Auraelia, neither totally aware of what just transpired, hit the ring, trying to get HMark up...but HMark stays kneeling down, breathing heavily, before slamming his fists into the mat. He grabs at his head, shaking it, and rolls out, shaken at what he just did. Moxie and Auraelia tentatively follow as "Clint Eastwood" plays, but this doesn't stop the crowd from giving each competitor in the match a clear ovation after things have settled out. The camera pans to show the appreciative crowd, as we head for the next segment.>

[Toom E. Guci]

*"Amhrán na bhFiann" begins to play over the EWT speakers & the crowd immediately begins booing, knowing that the arrival of at least one Team Ireland member is imminent. Coach O'Hare strides confidently out to the top of the ramp, carrying his ever-present Hurley; Liam O'Neill makes his way out shortly after & stands next to his coach. The two make their way down the ramp as the green, white & gold pyro explodes behind them. The assembled troops boo & pelt the two flag-waving Irishmen with trash; chanting "U-S-A"” as they walk towards the ring.*
Toni "The Garc" Garcya: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making his way to the ring, being accompanied by Coach O'Hare, from Cork, Ireland, weighing in at 209lbs, LIAM… O'NEILL!

*The lights in the arena go out & "Otherworld" begins playing. 4 fireworks explode as the music starts, then Mysth appears at the top of the ramp, spreading his arms. The U.S. troops give a slightly mixed reaction to the fighting Frenchman. He walks down to the ring, slapping hands with fans along the way. Once he reaches the ring, he grabs the ropes and faces the crowd as pyros go off in each corner of the ring. Mysth enters the ring and spreads his arms once again. Liam tries to seem unintimidated.*
Garcya: And his opponent, from Strasbourg, France, weighing in at 238lbs… THIS IS… MYSTH!

DING-DING!

*The match is on. Liam & Mysth quickly lock up. Liam gets an advantage as he manages to work Mysth into a hammerlock. Mysth manages to counter this & cinches Liam into a hammerlock of his own. Liam snapmares Mysth over & delivers a stiff kick to the Frenchman's back. Mysth winces a little. Liam runs off the ropes & hits a Curt Hennig-style rolling neck snap. Mysth is down & Liam takes advantage of the opportunity to work over his opponent. He applies an ARMBAR! Not so much looking to get the submission; moreso to cause his opponent some pain. Mysth tries to roll over & use his trapped arm to pin Liam. Liam's shoulders are touching the mat & he doesn't realize! The ref starts to count…*
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*Liam quickly kicks out & releases the hold. It clearly had some effect as Mysth is nursing his left arm a little. Seeing this, Liam acts quickly & locks Mysth in a Fujiwara armbar. While on the ground, Mysth looks around, searching for the ropes. He manages to get his foot on the bottom rope quite quickly. The referee starts a 5 count. Liam releases the hold at the count of four. The referee forces Liam to backup a little & give Mysth some room. Liam does so. When Mysth is finally on his feet again, his back towards Liam, O'Neill takes him down with a chop block! O'Neill stomps at Mysth's left leg; he grabs it & twists it, driving his foot right into Mysth's knee. After twisting Mysth's leg for a while, Liam cinches on the Nagata Lock II. Mysth really seems to be in trouble now. With incredible effort, he drags himself towards the ropes & forces Liam into another break.*

*After Mysth is on his feet again, Liam grabs him. Lifting him up & looking to hit a knee-breaker. Mysth manages to escape Liam's clutches & slides down behind the Irishman. Mysth manages to take Liam over with a German Suplex, giving the man from Strasbourg some time to get over his own injuries. Mysth attempts to play Liam’s own game & grabs a hold of O'Neill's leg. Mysth lets out a "WOOOO!"; the crowd "WOOOO!"'s back at him. Mysth swiftly puts a Figure-Four Leg-Lock on Liam. Despite the pain on his face, one can clearly tell that Liam is enraged; believing that submissions are his domain alone. Liam attempts to reverse the hold by rolling over onto his stomach, but Mysth rolls back again. Liam tries rolling in the other direction. Mysth stops him again. Liam’s shoulders go down to the mat & the ref counts.*
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*Liam quickly sits up again. He attempts to roll over again. This time is too much for Mysth's already injured legs as Liam succeeds. Mysth, clearly in a lot of pain, has no option but to release the hold. Upon this, Liam goes on the offensive again. He lands a double-stomp on Mysth's lower back. Then he delivers an elbow drop to Mysth's spine. Liam rolls Mysth over & goes for the Frenchman's legs, attempting to lock in the "Irish Shamrockleaf". Mysth begins to kick at Liam before he can get the hold fully applied. Mysth gets to his feet & nurses his back a little. Before he can make a move on Liam again, O'Hare trips Mysth up from outside. Mysth reaches over the ropes & tries to grab the interfering coach, Liam takes advantage of this distraction & nails Mysth with a dropkick to the back, sending him right outside the ring & on top of Coach O'Hare. Realizing what he’s just done, Liam rushes outside to check on O'Hare. O'Hare, not fully realizing what's going on stands up & shoves Liam back towards the ring-post. Liam’s head bashes against the post & he slumps to the ground. O'Hare panics! Mysth gets up & whips O'Hare into the guard-rail. Then he brings Liam to his feet & pushes the groggy Irishman back in the ring. Mysth makes a pin attempt on Liam.*

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*Mysth can scarcely believe it! The man who was nearly knocked unconscious just kicked out! Mysth picks Liam up & Irish whips him towards a turnbuckle, but Liam reverses & sends Mysth into the corner. Liam goes charging after Mysth, Mysth moves out of the way at the last moment & Liam collides shoulder first with the turnbuckle. As Liam stands in the corner nursing his shoulder Mysth sets O'Neill on the top rope. Mysth begins climbing the ropes himself & gives Liam a stupendous Superplex from the top. Both men are lying on the mat, but Mysth scrambles over to Liam & makes a cover.*

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*Mysth, the audience, Coach O'Hare & even Liam himself are shocked by this! Mysth climbs to the top once again & comes flying off with a Moonsault. Liam gets his knees up to block the move & Mysth is left clutching at his ribs. Now that Mysth has no defense left, O'Neill locks him in a Dragon Sleeper, Mysth tries to grab the ropes, but it just doesn't work, and worse than this, gives Liam enough time to connect with an Abdominal Stretch !
Mysth is roaring in pain, but, with his right arm, he manages to grab Liam's head, and he gets up! He gets up! Until he's on both his feet and turns the hold into a Headlock! Finally, Liam manages to push Mysth away, but that hold obviously did some damage, as Liam is nursing his neck. Mysth has a defiant smirk due to the ease with which he plays Liam's game. Liam can't stand it and rushes at Mysth, only to get trapped in a Sleeper Hold, that Mysth quickly turns into a Dragon Sleeper. After a few moments, Liam manages to punch Mysth to the head, making both of them fall down.*

*Liam is in fury, he can't stand the way Mysth locks him in these painful holds, and after nursing his neck again, he approaches Mysth and locks him in the Figure Four Leg Lock ! Mysth is shouting in pain, and Liam is nowhere close from releasing the hold, Mysth made him to angry, and now, the Irish man makes sure to give full power! Mysth almost can't stand it anymore! He's Raising his hand! He' s about to give up! BUT NO!! In a sudden raise of his will, Mysth manages to kick Liam in the head!
Both men get up, and they lock up again, and again, Liam gets the advantage and hits a neckbreaker. Then, he runs to the ropes, goes for a Clothesline, only to be stopped by Mysth with a Dropkick! It' s now Mysth's turn to run into the ropes and, as Liam is getting back on his feet, Mysth hits the Shining Wizard! Mysth grabs Liam O'Neill by the hair and pulls him to a corner, he puts him in it, then punches him 10 times, he sets O'Neill on the turnbuckle, grabs his throat, and tries for a Super Chokeslam! But O'Neill grabs his hand and performs an Armdrag !*

*Now That Mysth is on the ground, Liam kicks him several times in the head, until the ref demands him to stop. Liam then picks Mysth up, grabs his left arm and hits him with several chops, then sends Mysth on the ground and locks an Armbar Again, but Mysth manages to pull his arm off before Liam locks it completely. When Mysth gets back on his feet, Liam hits a strong Uppercut that makes Mysth groggy! Liam hits a Dropkick to the back of his head, making him fall ! Liam locks a Bow and Arrow in! Mysth tries to fight it, but after a few seconds, O'Neill sets his head on his right knee, crosses his legs and applies... THE CELTIC KNOT!! Mysth is locked in Liam O'Neill' s finisher! He's shouting like he never did! The crowd is in awe! Will Mysth manage to get out of this incredible and merciless hold??
Mysth seems helpless, the ref checks for him... he doesn't respond! The referee is about to make the bell ring but just at this moment, Mysth wakes up and grabs O'Neill's leg! O'Neill trips, but Mysth doesn't let go Liam's leg, and he connects with the Edgecator! He' s got it locked very tight, and O'Neill is in a very bad situation! Coach O'Hare sees that and calls the referee in order to distract him. O'Neill taps!! O'Neill taps! But the ref doesn't see it !*

*Mysth can't take O'Hare s interferences anymore, he releases the hold, runs at the ropes and hits O'Hare strongly with a Baseball Slide! By the time Mysth turns over, Liam gets back up and hits Mysth with a Clothesline! He picks Mysth up while O'Hare is getting back on his feet. They have the same idea and O' Hare climbs on the apron, Liam sets Mysth up in order for Coach to hit him with his hurley, but Mysth is still sharp and ducks and O'Hare hits Liam O'Neill with an incredibly strong shot with his hurley!! O'Hare is so shocked when he sees O'Neill lying on the ground that he drops his Hurley. Mysth wastes no time, picks up the hurley and gives O'Hare a taste of his own medicine!! O'Hare falls strongly on the ground!*

*Liam O'Neill is finally getting up, but as soon as he's on both his feet, Mysth Hits him with the hurley! Twice in the face! One in the guts and finally, he gives a last shot at Liam's face who starts bleeding!! Liam spins right around & falls to the ground, his head thudding off the canvas. Mysth moves to pick Liam up, for good measure, he punches Liam's face. Liam shakes his head. Mysth punches again. Once more Liam merely shakes it off & gets to his feet, his arma shaking. Mysth aims another punch & Liam blocks it. Liam is... he's...



















HE'S HULKING UP!!!! Mysth merely stands back in disbelief & the crowd boo Liam's shameless impersonation. Liam picks Mysth up for a bodyslam. Then he begins to cup his hand to his ear. The crowd have no idea what to make of this. Liam bounds off the ropes & hits Mysth with a Leg Drop. The audience are still booing him mightily. Liam goes for a cover.*

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KICKOUT!

*Mysth, naturally, kicks out of such a lame finisher & takes Liam down with a discuss clothesline. Mysth performs taunts in order to get the crowd behind him, and signals he' s about to hit his finisher! He grabs O'Neill, Irish whips him, runs at the ropes...*

MYSTHICAL CHOKESLAM !!

*Liam hits the ground face first !! And the shock of his head against the ground is so strong that the crowd can't believe what they've just seen! Mysth goes for the pin...*




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THREE !!

Garcya: Here is your winner... MYSTH!
*He did it!! Mysth defeated Liam O'Neill in his first Pay Per View! The crowd is now cheering for Mysth who returns their cheers! Mysth leaves the arena, but not before celebrating with the fans. Meanwhile, a medical team takes Liam who doesn' t look good at all... O'Hare, on the other hand, can get back up by himself, only to witness the defeat of his protégé...*

[Toom E. Guci]

TONI "THE GARC" GARCYA: "The following is the "Survive & Conquer" match, where the winner will awarded a shot for the EWT Heavyweight Championship. The rules of the match are as followed:

*Two of six EWT superstars begin the match and after every five minutes, another superstar will enter.

*Once a competitor has entered the ring, they can be eliminated at any time via pinfall or submission.

*There are no disqualifications, count outs and pinfalls and submissions must occur in the ring for a wrestler to be eliminated.

*Once five of the six superstars have been eliminated, the remaining competitor will be declared the winner.

(After a brief silence, choir music begins to play. The audience look to the stage and see a group of men wearing white robes. They walk down the aisle in two columns, holding their hands in prayer. Meanwhile, the Toomitron shows clips of various religious figures that are assoicated with purity. Once the first two men in white robes reach the end, they stop walking and turn to face the other on the opposite of the aisle. At the same time, the cult members release their praying hands and look up into the sky while the choir music fades out. Seconds later, "Madonna's "Like a Virgin" begins to play and the crowd boos as Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark steps out onto the stage. Wearing his trademark leather jacket, yellow tights w/ green stripes at the sides and an expression of frustration on his face, Billy walks down to the ring.)

Garcya: "First making his way to the ring: From St. Paul, Minnesota; weighing 226 pounds... he is the self proclaimed "puriest" professional wrestler EVER... Billy "The Virgin" U~BER~MARK!!!"

*

Nick Russ: "I may not be psychic, I may not possess the powers to read minds. But I can damn well tell that this is not what Billy Ubermark wanted."

Jerome "The Lord" East: "Ya think, Nick! This is the last thing Billy or the 5 athletes wanted: Drawing #1. In order to win this match, Billy has to least last 20 minutes. If he plans on walking out of here the number one contender, he better be prepared for a long night."

*

As he progresses, each cult member he passes kneels and bows before him; like a loyal knight to his king. The crowd on the other hand, is far from respectful towards Billy then the bizarre cloaked figures as the continue to boo and heckle one of EWT's most hated superstars. Upon entering the ring, Billy climbs to the second turnbuckle of the bottom right corner. He raises his arms, his eyes glaring at the crowd who continue to boo him without mercy. He steps down and discards his leather jacket. He stares at the entrance stage awaiting the first of five competitors he will be fighting in this match. The crowd soon joins him, anticipating the 2nd combatant. Once the sound of a semitruck's horn blares through the speakers, the crowd goes into an uproar while Ubermark is visibally distraught over the situation. While "Gas Power" plays, out comes big Gasoline onto the entrance stage; the crowd cheering loudly for the giant of Generation Tech. He is dressed in new wrestling attire, wearing leather pants in a green camouflage design and a black tanktop with "GASOLINE" on the front, also in a green camou pattern.

Garcya: "Introducing the 2nd man in the gauntlet: Representing Generation Tech; from Buffalo, New York; weighing 323 pounds... "Big Daddy" GAS~O~LINE!"

*

Jerome: "Hey Nick, remember when I said that drawing #1 was the last thing that Billy wanted? Well, scratch that. Because if there is one thing worst than that, it is starting off this gauntlet against "Da Big Man", Gasoline."

Nick: "You said it, my partner in crime."

Jerome: "Partner in crime, eh? Well I guess that's kind of true. Hey, remember that time we picked up that hooker, had her do her thing and took a bat to her afterwards?"

Nick: "Umm... No. W-Wait--what are you talking about?"

Jerome: "Oh wait, that was just me. Forget what I said, alright. By the way, don't check the fridge freezer in your basement. And if you do, I have no idea how she got there."

(long awkward silence follows)

Nick: "...So it looks like Billy Ubermark and Gasoline will be starting off this "Survive & Conquor" 6-man gauntlet. Remember folks, every 5 minutes a new competitor enters the frame and anyone can be eliminated once they are officially in the match."

*

Back inside the ring, "Gas Power" fades to silence once Gasoline finishes acknowledging the crowd. He discards his entrance attire and looks over to the other side of the ring, staring daggers at Ubermark. Although he is at a drastict size disadvantage, it appears there is little fear in Billy's eyes as he glares back at the big man. The referee asks both men if they are ready and after a nod from both, he cues the time keeper to ring the bell, starting the match and the "5-minute" timer that begins to count down. Both men circle the ring for a few seconds until they look like they are about to grapple. But before they can lock up, Billy dodges the attempt and quickly exits the ring. The crowd begins to boo as Billy paces on outside of the squared circle while Gasoline looks on in disgust. After about 20-30 seconds, Billy takes a deep breath and slowly enters the ring, demanding the ref to keep Gasoline back while doing so. The two size measure up again and both go for another grapple, but Billy once again withdraws to the outside of the ring. This time, he begins to make complaints about one of his boots. The crowd's displeasure is quite vocal as the boos grow louder. The ref orders Billy to get back into the ring, but Ubermark argues back, propping his foot onto the announce table and pointing at the boot.

*

Nick: "What the hell is this!? Who does Billy Ubermark think he is? Tonya Harding!? There is nothing wrong with his boot and all he is doing is stalling!"

Jerome: "And that's what makes him one of the best wrestlers in EWT, Nick. Billy knows he has his back against the wall. He knows he can't go pound for pound with Gasoline. So he's going to let the clock count down and add another competitor into the mix. This means more people in the ring and less attention on Billy."

Nick: "Well... it does sound clever, but I just wish that Ubermark wouldn't have to perform such cowardly tactics."

Jerome: "In some battles, the cowards are usually the smartest and the most dangerous, Nick."

*

Fed up with the constant stalling, the crowd begins to chant "BILLY'S A p****!!!" (clap, clap, clap-clap-clap), which immediately gets under the skin of wrestling's "puriest" athlete. He tries covering his ears, screaming back at them, but the chants grow louder and louder; almost thunderous. Billy steps onto the the ring apron as if it was a soapbox and returns insults back to the crowd. With all of his attention on the audience however, he has left himself wide open for Gasoline, who calmly approaches Billy from behind, grab him by his hair, turn him around and hip toss him over the top rope and inside the ring. The crowd cheers, finally getting some action after Billy's delaying.

*

Nick: "And it looks like Billy's plan did not play out the way he expected."

Jerome: "No, but he did manage to kill some time. I hope that he can last until the next entrant comes down."

*

Billy--favoring his back--gets to his feet. He turns around to find Gasoline waiting for him, who grabs him by the hair again and whips him hard into the ring corner. Following up with some knees to the mid section and a elbow to the side of the head, Gasoline Irish whips Ubermark diagonally across the ring into the bottom left ring corner. With Billy in a daze, Gasoline charges and hits him hard with a clothesline that sends Billy's feet up before he comes crashing down on his back. With Billy's head up against the bottom turnbuckle, Gasoline presses his foot against his opponent's throat and begins to choke him. Before the ref can finish the standard five count to break the hold, Gasoline backs away at four. He grabs Billy by the hair and drags him out of the corner. As he leads him to the middle of the ring, Billy begins to show signs of fighting spirit as out of nowhere he stuns Gasoline with a sit-down jawbreaker. With Gasoline one knee, Billy follows up with some punches to the forehead. Feeling that his opponent is vulnerable, Billy runs to ropes and goes for high impact move, but Gasoline surprises him with a earth shaking spinebuster. With the clock counting down, Gasoline goes for the to eliminate Billy quickly.

1... 2...

Billy manages to get his shoulder up. Gasoline drags Billy to his feet and picks him up in a military press position. With Ubermark high over his head, he walks around the ring; showing off his amazing strenght which the crowd applaudes. Moments later he slams Billy onto the canvas. The crowd's attention however shifts to the timer on the Toomitron as the 5 minutes have almost expired. With only a few seconds remaining, they join in with the count down.

0:05... 0:04... 0:03... 0:02... 0:01...

[Toom E. Guci]

A buzzer goes off and after a second of silence and anticipation, "Keep On Liftin'" by DJ Nagureo begins to play. Even before the 3rd participant steps out onto the entrance stage, the spectators begin booing, which only intensifies when the athelete known as Ratings--wearing his shiny gold pants w/ black & white lettering/symbols, gold Japanese silk kimono w/ dragon patterning and black tinted designer sunglasses--makes his presence. He scans the crowd with a smug glare before calmly approaching the ring.

*

Garcya: "Introducing the 3rd competitor of this contest: From Palm Springs, California; weighing 221 pounds... RA~TINGS!"

Jerome: "Here he comes, Nick: "The Palm Springs Playboy", "The "It" Athlete", "The Greatest Sports Entertainer of Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow"; the one and only, Ratings."

Nick: "It was around this time last year when Ratings was a champion for two promotions at the same time--the GWE World Champion and the KPW Heavyweight Champion. Tonight may be his ticket to the biggest title of them all... The EWT Heavyweight Championship."

*

Stopping before the ring, Ratings removes his sunglasses and robe while the music fades out. He watches the action inside the ring where Billy begins fighting back against Gasoline. He goes for a big haymaker, but Gasoline blocks it and grabs Ubermark by the throat. Just as he lifts him up for a chokeslam, Ratings quickly slides into the ring and hits a blatant low blow on Gasoline. The cheap shot stuns the big man, allowing Billy Ubermark to espace from his grasp. Seeing Gasoline hunched forward, Billy quickly hits him with a step-up enziguri that sends Gasoline staggering through the top and middle rope and outside the ring by the announce table. With Gasoline laid out on the outside, Ratings and Billy begin to converse about a possible alliance between the two, with Ratings doing most of the talking about the proposition. Billy smiles and nods in agreement. After a hand shake with his new ally, Billy turns around to go after Gasoline. Ratings however, has other plans as he goes to punch Billy; but much to his surprise, Billy whips around and throws a punch at Ratings. The two punches land at the sametime, stunning both men. After realizing what has just happened, Billy and Ratings begin to argue about who broke their "alliance" first. The heated debate evolves into a shoving match until Ratings takes it up a notch and hits Billy with a stiff forearm to the temple. Ratings follows up with a series of forearms until Billy's back is against the ring ropes. Ratings whips him across the ring. Ratings aims for a clothesline but Billy slides between his legs and as soon as he stands and Ratings turns, both men go for an eye poke. They both succeed in their attempt, now the two wrestlers stumble around the ring holding the eye the other poked. Once they've shaken off the damage done, the two glare at each other and argue about what had just happened. Ratings charges going for another clothesline, but Billy ducks. Ratings hits the ropes and runs back to Billy who quickly lays flat on his stomach, to which Ratings cartwheels over him and lands a backflip. Billy stands up and goes a standing spin kick which Ratings roll underneath, dodging the attack. Ratings quickly gets to his feet and waits for Billy to turn and face him. When Ubermark does, Ratings locks in the... TESTICULAR CLAW!!! The spectators gasp and cringe at the sight.

*

Nick: "And Ratings catches Billy Ubermark with the testicular claw! That is not a move you will see in the handbook of Bruno Sammartino, I'll tell you that much!"

Jerome: "I have'ta feel sorry for Billy on this one. No man--let alone a virgin--should be tortured like this!"

*

Bearing a twisted grin, Ratings yells insults at the pain-stricken Ubermark while he continues to maintain the hold. Just when Ratings thought he had gain the upperhand, Billy counter... WITH A TESTICULAR CLAW OF HIS OWN!!!" The crowd can only laugh at the sight of two grown men painfully trying to crush the other's "twig and berries". With both man refusing to break the hold, they decide to let go at the same time. With their free hand, they countdown from 3. Once they finish saying one, both men try to pull away. Unfortunately, they both shared the same idea of not letting go of the hold, attempting to trick the other. Pulling back only made things worse for them. Now in even more agony, both men argue about the other lying and not letting go. During this entire time however, Gasoline has been able to regain his strength, enter the ring and watch the events unfolding between Ratings & Ubermark. Once the two notice Gasoline's presence, they stop arguing turn and look at the big man. Seconds later, they look back at each other, then at down at the holds they are performing. They quickly look back at Gasoline and simultaneously exclaim, "It's not what you think!" Gasoline simply shakes his head with an amused grin then grabs both men by their heads and performs the "Meeting of the Minds" (collides both heads together), causing Billy & Ratings to release their holds and sending them to the ground. Billy is first to his feet, yet he stumbles heedlessly into Gasoline who picks him up in a sidewalk slam position. Before the colossus of a man can slam his opponent down, he descries Ratings getting to his feet, also in a stupor. Unaware of his surroundings, Ratings walks right into Gasoline, who picks him up with his free hand and holds him under his arm much like Billy. With Ratings & Ubermark in his arms, Gasoline takes them both down with a double sidewalk slam. The crowd roots for the big man as he turns and covers Billy Ubermark.

1... 2...

Billy kicks out again. Gasoline raises the smaller man up to his feet and tosses him out of the ring. With Billy temporarily out of the picture, Gasoline shifts his focus to Ratings, who is already waiting for him with a flurry of rights. Ratings goes for an Irish whip but Gasoline easily counters with a whip of his own, sending Ratings to the ropes. Ratings however, was prepared for such a move and performs a handspring into the ropes (Taiji-esque ) and comes back to Gasoline, hitting him with a wheel kick that sends the big man on his back. Ratings stands up and taunts the crowd, especially the front row. While he insults them near the ropes, Ubermark slides back into the ring and goes for the Virgin Sacrifice on Ratings. Before he can hit the move however, Ratings hooks his arms around the ropes, causing only Ubermark to fall. Ratings taps his head as if he was bragging how intelligent he is. While doing so, he leaves himself open for Ubermark to roll him up for a pin.

1... 2...

Ratings kicks out and pushes Billy out of the ring in the process. Ratings gets up where Gasoline is there to meet him with a kick to the stomach and lifts him up into a suplex. He holds him high in the air while walking around the ring for almost twenty seconds. With the crowd vocally on his side, Gasoline drops back and slams Ratings hard onto the canvas. Before the big man can get to his feet however, Billy Ubermark reenters the ring and hits Gasoline in the ribs with a sitting dropkick. Clutching his ribs, Gasoline rolls out of the ring, leaving Ubermark alone with a benumbed Ratings. He drags Ratings close to the top left ring corner and begins to climb to the highest turnbuckle. As he stands and balances himself on the turnbuckle, the crowd takes notice of the five minute timer has only a few seconds left.

0:03... 0:02... 0:01...

The buzzer goes off and "Remedy" by Hot Water Music plays over the roaring spectators. Their approbation grows as Eddie Omega--wearing his trademark purple tights w/ Greek lettering & blue knee/elbow pads and boots--bolts towards the ring.

*

Garcya: "Introducing the 4th entrant: From Washington, D.C.; weighing 250 pounds... EDDIE O~MEGA!!!"

Nick: "Here comes the Harvard grad Eddie Omega and boy, does he look focused."

Jerome: "Former Ox Division Champion; ex-member of the prestigious PTA and now he's gunning for a shot at the Heavyweight title!"

*

Meanwhile back in the ring, Billy Ubermark wow's the crowd with a breathtaking shooting star leg drop (Cross Fire) on Ratings. Ubermark goes for the cover but before the ref can even make a one count, Eddie Omega grabs Billy by his ankles and pulls him out of the ring. Once outside, Billy is at the mercy of Omega, who begins to unleash some hard chops to the chest.

*

Jerome: "Man, what is up with Omega? Billy had Ratings beat and took away any chance of him getting eliminated."

Nick: "I think payback is on the mind of Eddie Omega, Lord. Afterall, it was Ubermark who stabbed Eddie in the back and cost them their match in the early rounds of the Megadeth tag tournament a few months back."

Jerome: "Well that's just careless of young Edward. He has a opportunity to wrestle for the EWT Heavyweight title and he's letting some personal vendetta get in the way of that. Being a Harvard graduate, I expected better from this kid."

Nick: "Do you want to tell him that to his face."

Jerome: "I'd rather not. I'm pretty sure he could destroy me."

Nick: "A wise choice."

*

After slamming Billy face first into the steel stairs, Eddie Omega tosses him back into the ring and follows. Billy tries to find salvation in the bottom left ring corner, but Eddie stalks his prey and begins to stomp him relentlessly in the corner. After leaving his onslaught, Eddie lets out an intense battle cry, electing the gallery. A invigorated Ratings comes up from behind him and turns Eddie around, but before he could even try to get in any offense, Omega hits him with a right to the face. Ratings is on "dream streak", leaving himself open for Eddie to strike him with a spinning back fist to the head and a clothesline that sends him out of the ring. Eddie turns around and sees a charging Billy Ubermark. Any attempt of offense Ubermark had in mind is countered however, with a back body drop to the outside and crashing down on Ratings. With the two heels laid out on the outside, Omega slowly turns and stares at Gasoline entering the ring. The two size each other up before Gasoline goes for a clothesline. Eddie ducks the attack and begins to connect with a series of kicks to the back of Gasoline's right leg. The strikes prove to be too much for the near-7-footer as he drops to one knee, allowing Omega to charge, bounce off the ropes and connect with a dropkick to the face. Standing up to his feet, Omega declines to pin Gasoline as he raises his opponent up into a sitting position. He hits Gasoline with a hard slap to the back, followed by a stiff kick to the chest that knocks him flat on his back and he finishes up this series of attacks by charging to the ropes and hitting a back/senton splash. After performing his modified version of the Frat Step Attack, Omega goes for the pin on Gasoline.

1... 2...

Gasoline kicks out. Eddie stands up, waits for Gasoline to get on all fours and goes for to the ropes. But before he could run towards Gasoline, Billy Ubermark returns to the favor by grabbing Eddie Omega by the ankles and pulling him out of the ring. Billy is quick to follow up as he whips Omega into the steel stair case, where the Harvard grad collides back first with it. Ubermark sees a dazed Gasoline getting on his feet, to which he slides into the ring and takes him down with a running neckbreaker. Ubermark covers the big man for a possible three count.

1... 2...

No! Gasoline manages to get his shoulder up before the ref's hand hits the mat for a third time. Ratings is now in the ring and he sneaks up behind Ubermark and takes him down with the "Name Dropper" (Saving Grace into a Final Cut; see bio for gif as example). Ratings is quick to go for the pin on the man he had just took down.

1... 2...

Billy kicks out. Ratings looks down at his wounded opponent and runs to the ropes. He leaps to the second rope--possibly going for a manuever like the Lionsault--but unfortunately for him, Eddie Omega is there waiting for him. He catches Ratings by the arm as soon as he hits the second rope and hip tosses him out of the ring. Omega enters the squared circle just as Ubermark gets to his feet. Omega charges towards him and hits a clothesline that sends both he and Ubermark to the outside of the ring. This leaves a stunned Gasoline alone in the ring, but not for long; as the timer begins to tick down the remaining seconds.

0:03... 0:02... 0:01...

[Toom E. Guci]

After the buzzer cues the next entrance... "Sexy Guy" begins to play and the audience give the next entrant the Bronx cheer as the "Heartbreak Hitman" Bret Michaels skips a la Shawn Michaels onto the entrance stage with Sensational Cherry strutting beside him. Wearing his red tights with designs all over them (black cross fires over white broken hearts), black chaps, leather red vest and black sunglasses; HBH drops to one knee and poses Bret Hart style. Cherry--wearing a red silk dress that shows off her fantastic figure and a slit on the right side, exposing the leg--simply tosses her long blonde hair over he shoulder and pops her hip to the side while smiling seductively.

*

Garcya: "Now entering as the 5th participant and being accompanied by "Sensational" Cherry: from Calgary, Alberta, Canada; weighing 232 pounds... He is the "Heartbreak Hitman"... BRET MI~CHAELS!!!"

Jerome: "Here comes a man who has to be one of the odds on favorite: Bret Michaels! He's held the tag titles, he's held the Tri-State title and now he's..."

Nick: "Going for the gold. Yes Lord, we get it. But you know what this means?"

Jerome: "I'm starting to sound repetitive?"

Nick: "That, AND Spaz must have drawn #6 in this gauntlet!"

Jerome: "I knew that from the second from when he showed that number to Toom E. Dangerously. Spaz may have Lady Luck on his side, but I don't he has the raw talent Bret Michaels holds, plus I'm sure Lady Luck is nowhere near as hot as Sensational Cherry is."

*

Bret unzips his chaps--one at a time--followed by his sunglasses and red vest. Sensational Cherry takes him by the arm, leans in and kisses him on the cheek. After the good luck peck from Cherry, Bret hurries down to the ring, taunting the crowd along the way while Cherry slowly follows. At ring side, Bret sees Gasoline standing up; his back facing him and close to the bottom left ring corner. Ever one to perform "rulebreaking" tactics and being that this is a no-DQ affair, Bret sneaks up to Gasoline, pulls him down by his ankles and crotch first into the ring post. The crowd jeers at Bret as he slides into the ring and begins ridicule his opponent. He continues to do so until he backs into... Ratings. Bret turns around and faces his friend who looks at him with an intense expression. Bret fires back with an icy glare and soon the two are face-to-face, their foreheads rubbing against each other. The crowd rallies as it looks like the two will do battle at any second. But a sinister smile curls upon Bret's face, followed by an equally forebowding grin from Ratings. The two high five and hug while the disgusted crowd target them with boos, hisses and insults.

*

Nick: "Why am I not surprised!? Bret and Ratings have been pratically attatched to the hip! There running buddies; nothing but Toom E. Dangerously's henchmen is what they are! These two walked in with an alliance and that's what we're seeing tonight!"

Jerome: "And in a match like this, Nick, an alliance is dangerous thing."

*

The two break away in time for Billy Ubermark to stagger back into the ring. Bret kicks him in stomach and picks him up in a belly-to-back-suplex while Ratings springboards himself off the second rope and hits a leg drop across Billy's neck as Bret drops him to the canvas. Ubermark rolls out of the ring in pain, while Omega enters the squared circle and goes right after HBH. Ratings sneaks up behind Omega and hits him with a clubbing forearm to the upperback. He holds the dazed Omega on his feet and cues Bret to hit the ropes. Bret does so and hits Eddie with a flying forearm to the face while Ratings performs a leg sweep at the same time. Omega hits the canvas hard while HBH and Ratings kip up to their feet a la HBK and do their individual pose much to the disfavor of the crowd. Feeling that their on top of the world, the two collide knuckles and share a laugh before turning to take out Gasoline. However, Gasoline has recovered from Bret's cheapshot earlier and charges out of the corner, taking both men down with a double clothesline. After absorbing the impact, Ratings crawls towards the top left ring corner while Bret gets up to his feet, reeling towards the right side of the ring. Gasoline goes right for HBH and clotheslines his former friend to over the top rope to the outside and follows. Back in the ring, Ratings picks himself up in the corner, but before he can even catch his breath, Billy Ubermark slides back in, runs towards him and performs a monkey flip out of the corner. Ratings does a full flip in the air and looks like he is going to land on his feet. Unfortunately for him, Eddie Omega is there waiting for him. The Harvard grad catches him in a bear hug and quickly performs a belly-to-belly-suplex. The crowd roars in approval at the unique maneuver they have just witnessed. The ovation quickly comes to a halt once Ubermark hits Omega with a leg lariat. Cover by Ubermark on Omega.

1... 2...

Eddie kicks out. While Billy continues to work on Omega and Ratings slowly recovers, Gasoline stalks the now "far from cocky" Bret Michaels, who is crawling backwards away from the approaching colossus. Once the two are near Cherry, Bret stands and pulls her in front of him, using her as a human shield. Cherry's lower lip quivers in fear as she stares at Gasoline, who is appalled by his former friend's actions. To the surprise of many, Gasoline looks as if he is about to slug Cherry, who screams in terror; as does Bret, who looks away, squats down and covers his head. With Bret reducing himself to such cowardly antics, Gasoline flashes a sly smile and pulls Cherry in for a huge kiss! Cherry's arms flap wildly in the air as she tries to break away from Gasoline, but luck is most definitely not on her side. Finally, after about 5 seconds (or in Cherry's case, a lifetime of horror), Gasoline breaks the kiss and winks at Cherry, who trips over her own footing and crawls away. With Cherry taken care of, Gasoline looks down at Bret Michaels, who slowly rises, hoping that Gasoline has turned his attention on someone other than him. On this occassion, Bret is obviously a bad guesser; as soon as he turns around, Gasoline lays him out with a right to the face. Back in the ring, Ubermark takes Eddie down with a scoop slam. He climbs to the top turnbuckle of the upper left ring corner. Before he can hit any ariel maneuver however, a rejuvenated Ratings runs to the towards the ring corner, jumps to the second rope beside it and hits the "Critically Acclaimed" (gamengiri) on Billy, who tumbles to the outside where HBH has just pulled Gasoline sternum first into the steel steps. Ratings looks down at Billy from inside the ring. He carelessly turns around where Omega surprises him, hitting him with a lightening quick scoop powerslam into a pinning predictament.

1... 2...

NO! Bret Michaels breaks the count, saving Ratings from elimination. The fans boo, clearly annoyed by the alliance of Ratings and HBH. Fortunately, their displeasure is about to change as the timer count downs for a final time.

0:03... 0:02... 0:01...

The buzzer is heard for the last time and "Party Starter" by Will Smith w/ Ludacris begins to play. The EWT faithful rise to their feet and roar in approval as Spaz steps out onto the entrance stage, wearing dark blue short tights. He scans the cheering crowd while bobbing his head to the beat of his entrance music. With a nod of acknowledgment to them, Spaz walks down to the ring.

*

Garcya: "And the 6th and final competitor: Representing Generation Tech; from Sydney, Australia; now residing in Scottsdale, Arizona; weighing 216 pounds... THIS... IS... SPAZ!!!"

Nick: "And with the entrance of the former EWT Heavyweight Champion; the man who held that title for over 160 days; the man who has been nothing but a thorn in the side of Toom E. Dangerously; Spaz is the last man to enter this contest."

Jerome: "How lucky is Spaz for drawing #6. By being the last to enter, he comes into the match the most fresh while the other five have been duking it. Fatigue has already began to set in, and Spaz is going to strike while they are ripe for the kill."

*

Spaz's pace to the ring begins to pick up halfway down and slides into the ring, where HBH goes for a clothesline but Spaz dodges, gets behind him and hits a release German suplex. Spaz gets to his feet in time for Eddie Omega to greet him with a haymaker. Spaz ducks the strike and begins to unleash Chris Benoit style knife-edge chops to the chest. With his chest burning in pain, Omega throws a wild punch; Spaz dodges the attack again and hits a release tiger suplex. As Spaz tries to stand, Ratings hits him with a series of forearms to the back. Ratings goes for an Irish whip but Spaz counters with one of his own. Approaching the ropes, Ratings performs a handspring into the ropes, hoping to hit Spaz with the same wheel kick that he used on Gasoline earlier in the match. But Spaz is one step ahead of him as he catches Ratings once he lands back on his feet and nails a perfect release Dragon Suplex. Once back on his feet, Spaz sees his nemesis, Billy "The Virgin" Ubermark charging towards him. Before Billy can do a thing, Spaz catches him with a release belly-to-belly suplex that sends the 28-year-old athlete over the top rope. Spaz stares down at Billy--writhing on the matted ground outside the ring--until he feels the presence of someone behind him... a tall, familiar presence. Spaz turns and stares at fellow Gen. Tech member Big Daddy Gasoline, who stares back. The fans are on the edge of their seats as the two stand motionless. Finally both men grin, shrug their shoulders and charge at one another. Gasoline goes for a clothesline which Spaz ducks under and returns with some chops to the chest; the stinging strikes send the big man into a stupor. Hoping to take Gasoline down with one high impact move Spaz runs to the ropes and back to Gasoline. But it appears that Big Daddy was playing possum as he floors Spaz with a big boot to the face. Gasoline makes the mistake of lowering his guard for a split second as Ratings springboards himself off the top rope and hits him with a Shining Wizard in mid-air. The impact knocks the big man down and rolling out of the ring. Ratings exits ring and makes his way to the bottom left corner near the barricade. With his eyes on Gasoline, Ratings looks as if he is preparing to hit the Finale (running STO). The big man stands, blood trickling down from his mouth; and Ratings bolts towards him. His attempt to do damage on the larger man is unsuccessful as Gasoline counters with a back body drop on the thin padded floor. Ratings threshes in agony before Gasoline drags him up and slides him back into the ring. Gasoline gets up onto the apron and goes to step over the top rope, when a restored Spaz catches him with a baseball slide to the shins, causing Gasoline to fall off and land face first into the apron. With Gasoline droopy from the attack, Spaz follows up with a vaulting body press onto Gasoline, taking him and himself down. Spaz is first to get to his feet, but not for long as Eddie Omega comes from behind the ring corner and takes Spaz down with a spear. All three men are dazed (Eddie still feeling the effects from the release tiger suplex a few minutes earlier) and they stand almost in unison. Having just climbed back into the ring, Billy Ubermark sees the three men on the outside; to which he bounces off the ropes, bolts towards them and takes them down with diving plancha. The four are slow to get to their feet, allowing Ratings to recover and become aware of the group. Standing by the ring ropes before them, he waits for them to stand, vaults himself over the top and knocks them down with a corkscrew body press. As all five pick themselves up, HBH climbs to the top turnbuckle of the top left ring corner. He turns his back to them and performs an amazing moonsault that takes out everyone. The crowd applaude and chant "E-W-T" while all six men try to recover from the chain of moves that had taken place. Bret is first to regain his stanima and strength, and he tosses Billy Ubermark back into the ring. Once both men are inside, HBH connects with an inverted atomic/manhattan drop on Ubermark. He hits the ropes and runs back to take Billy down, but Billy changes the momentum with a spinning wheel kick to the face. Billy with the cover on HBH.

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NO! Bret gets his shoulder up. Ubermark raises Michaels up and hits him with a snap suplex in the center of the ring. Ubermark goes to the top left ring corner and climbs to the top. Before he can performing any high risk aerial maneuvers however, Ratings quickly gets on the ring apron and stuns Billy with a shot to the ribs. Ratings reenters the ring and climbs to the top turnbuckle with Billy, preparing to hit him with a superplex. He calls for the assistance of his friend, Bret Michaels, who joins him at the top and the pair get ready for a double superplex. Though before the move can commence, Spaz and Omega get back into the ring and climb to the middle rope; their arms wrapped around the waists of Ratings and HBH. Moments later, Gasoline enters the ring and stands on the bottom rope, an arm each around the waist of Spaz and Eddie Omega. Before you know it, The human tower falls backwards and all six men come crashing down; Billy being double superplexed by Ratings & Bret Michaels who were German suplexed by Spaz & Eddie Omega who were belly-to-back suplexed at the same time by Gasoline. The audience roars in approval and stand in ovation at what they have seen; scattered "HOLY S***" chants begin to become quite clear to hear. Gasoline begins to move, as does Spaz and HBH. Each of them slowly crawl towards a downed opponent, (Gasoline to Omega, Spaz to Ratings and HBH to Ubermark) and drape their arm across their chests. The ref drops to his knees and begins to count all three pins!

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NO!!! The crowd is stunned as Billy, Ratings and Eddie somehow manage to kick out. Using what little strength they have left, both Ratings & Ubermark roll out of the ring. As he rises to his feet, Gasoline notices Bret Michaels pulling himself up with the ring ropes. He runs towards him and goes for a big boot, but HBH drops down before the big man can strike and causing him to crotch himself against the top rope. A dropkick from HBH later sends Gasoline to the outside. After tossing Spaz to the outside, Eddie Omega turns his attention to HBH who is already waiting for him to turn to catch him with a thumb to the eye. befuddled by the cheap shot, Eddie finds himself with his back against the turnbuckles of the top right ring corner as HBH hits him with some hard chops to the chest. Feeling that his opponent is just about done, HBH decides to grab him by the chin, get right in his face and scream the following:

HBH: "YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD BEAT ME!? YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD GO TOE-TO-TOE WITH THE SHOWSTOPPA, THE ICON, THE MAIN EVENT!? YOU MAY BE IVY LEAGUE, BOY; BUT YOU ARE NOT IN MY LEAGUE!!!"

With that said, HBH spits in his face as if it were the dot of the exclamation point from his rant. Big mistake. The face-spit lights a fire in Eddie Omega as he grabs HBH, throws him into the corner and begins unleashing some brutal slaps a la Samoa Joe in the corner (Pi Kappa Slappa). After a powerful slap across the face that cleans HBH's clock, Omega hoists him up to the top turnbuckle where he hits him with the Omega Psi Slamma!!! He covers him for the pin.

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NO! Ratings breaks the pin with a double axe handle to the back of Eddie Omega. When Omega gets to his feet, Ratings tackles him and both men go through the middle rope and to the outside. The unconscious HBH is only solo in the ring for a short time as Spaz rolls himself. He looks down at HBH, looks to the cheering crowd and pounds his chest. Afterwards he heads to the top turnbuckle of the top left ring corner (Author's Note: Damn, that seems to be the place to be in this match.). Just as he is about to go airborne, HBH kicks the referee into the ring ropes, causing Spaz to lose balance and crotch himself on the turnbuckle. Spaz's face contorts in obvious anguish, while HBH stands and climbs up to Spaz. He prepares to give him a superplex until Gasoline intervenes and pushes HBH off the top rope to the outside, where he crashes face-first into the ringside barricade. Cherry immediately goes to check on him while Gasoline hits Spaz with some stiff punches to the forehead. Now it is Gasoline who climbs to the top turnbuckle with Spaz going for a superplex. He is able to lift Spaz in the air but just before he can fall backwards, the revived Billy Ubermark sneaks up from behind and hits Gasoline with a low blow, greatly stunning the big man. Balancing himself on the top rope near the turnbuckle, Ubermark leaps behind Gasoline; his knees pressed against his back, pulls him away from the corner and HITS THE VIRGIN SACRIFICE FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! Gasoline looks a worn out rag doll as Billy rolls his motionless body over and goes for the pin.

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Garcya: "Gasoline has been eliminated!!!"

[Toom E. Guci]

The crowd boos as Billy Ubermark raises his arms in victory, followed by some fist pumping and elated laughter. He begins to run his mouth to the crowd while Gasoline rolls himself out of the ring.

*

Nick: "Look at Billy Ubermark! He's acting like he has won the damn title for crying out loud!"

Jerome: "Well he should be happy, Nick. FINALLY someone was eliminated from this match."

*

Bearing a grin from ear-to-ear Ubermark poses on the top rope at the bottom right turnbuckle. The crowd continues to boo his cocky attitude. Still smiling as if he doesn't have a care in the world. Ubermark steps off and turns his attention to Spaz, who surely is still wounded from earlier. Billy couldn't be more wrong, as Spaz leaps off the top rope and takes Ubermark down with a sunset flip!

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Garcya: "Billy Ubermark has been eliminated!!!"

Nick: "WOW! What a turn of events! It looks like Billy celebrated a little prematurely and it came back to haunt him!"

Jerome: "And out of all the people who could take him out, it had to be Spaz! This is a sad day for the world of wrestling and virgins alike."

*

Seated inside the ring, Billy Ubermark is in a state of complete shock at what had just occured. He begins to scream at the referee about what he believes was a fast count, but the ref's decision stands and he orders Billy to go to the back. Holding his head...almost looking like he is trying to tear his own hair out, Billy lets out a beyond frustrated scream. He sees Spaz getting back to his feet and approaches him from behind, hitting him with the VIRGIN SACRIFICE!!! The ref is livid at this point as he demands Billy to leave the ring at once. As soon as the ref turns his back however, UBERMARK HITS HIM WITH THE VIRGIN SACRIFICE!!! The audience boos at the conduct Ubermark has displayed to which Billy retorts by screaming back "I'm not a loser! I should be champion!!! ME!!!" He exits the ring and heads to the back screaming at the fans. Along the way, he passes Gasoline who sits on the floor by the ring, his back against the ring apron. He appears to be quite upset about his performance in the match. He thought he was at the top of his game and yet he was still the first one out. The distraught giant stands up and in frustration kicks the steel steps. He removes the straps of his top from their shoulders and slowly heads to the back, his head hanging low and paying no attention to any of the fans' support up the aisle.

*

Nick: "Boy... I-I did not like the look Gasoline had in his eyes. He seemed really down about his early elimination."

Jerome: "And who wouldn't, Nick. Think about it: Gasoline was so close to winning the title back at Crap-a-Mania. This could have been his one and only ticket for another shot at the belt and he lost."

Nick: "I just hope this isn't the last we see of Big Daddy Gasoline and-- Oh hold on a second, things are picking up right in front of us!"

*

Nick wasn't lying as Eddie Omega slams Ratings' face into the announce table. With Ratings stunned, Eddie Omega begins to remove the overhead and monitors of the Spanish Announce Table beside Nick Russ and Jerome "The Lord" East's announce desk. After doing so he stands on top of it, dragging Ratings up there with him. He bends him downward with his head between his legs and prepares to hit Ratings with a powerbomb or piledriver through the table. But as he picks him up, HBH--blood flowing from his forehead--comes from behind and slams a steel chair across Eddie Omega's back. Eddie groans in pain, but is still standing. With the Harvard graduate stunned. Ratings slips off the Spanish Announce Table, climbs onto the EWT Announce Table, runs to the end, jumps forward and in mid-air HITS THE FINALE ON EDDIE OMEGA THROUGH THE TABLE!!!

*

Nick: "Holy Swords & Shields!!! Ratings just took Omega out with The Finale through the Spanish announce table!"

Jerome: "Well, I think we may be able to officially write Eddie Omega out of this match. Ain't no one is going to get up from that."

*

With Eddie Omega laying unconscious amongst the debris, a bloody Bret Michaels helps Ratings to his feet. Both men catch their breath until their eyes shift focus to the ring... where Spaz is still recovering from the Virgin Sacrifice earlier. The two exchange looks and flash sadistic grins. Spaz fixes his gaze on them, and a look of unease appears on his face as the two heels approach the opposite sides of the ring, leaving Spaz feeling like a rock in a hard place. Spaz gets to his feet, trying to keep his guard up as both men slowly climb to the ring apron. Spaz begins to definitely feel the pressure as both Michaels and Ratings take their time to enter the ring, hoping to confuse Spaz and keep him guessing how they are going to attack. Fed up with their mind games, Spaz is the first to strike as he charges towards HBH and knees him almost off the apron. Ratings quickly enters and goes to attack, but Spaz is ready for him and takes him down with running elbow to the face. HBH gets back in the ring and Spaz knocks him down with a knife-edge chop. Ratings gets back up in time for Spaz to hit him with a DDT. The crowd is clearly on Spaz's side as they begin to chant his name. Bret Michaels tries to get in some offense but before he knows it, Spaz has gotten behind him and hits him with a German Suplex. He keeps his hands lock together around HBH's waist as he stands back up and hits another German Suplex. He raises for a third time and tries to go for another German Suplex, but ever the cheap shot artist, Bret kicks back and hits him with a low blow. With Spaz standing in a daze, HBH sidesteps out of the way of a charging Ratings who hits Spaz with THE FINALE!!! Ratings covers Spaz and both he and HBH expect to three count to commence, yet nothing happens. Both look around confused until they the ref unconscious at the side of the ring, damage done from a "Virgin Sacrifice" from Billy Ubermark earlier. While Ratings still maintains his pinning attempt on Spaz, HBH hurries over to the ref and begins to try to awake him. After some shaking by the shirt and a few slaps to the face, the ref somewhat comes to. HBH drags the ref over to Ratings and Spaz and orders him to count the pin. Fighting to keep conscious, the ref makes a rather slow count for a possible elimination.

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3... NO!!! Ratings and HBH are in disbelief as Spaz somehow manages to kick out. The two take their frustration out of the wounded referee, with Ratings standing him up and Bret Michaels hitting him with SWEET CHIN MUZAK! After Ratings tosses the ref to the outside, the duo decide to take drastict measures in eliminating Spaz with Ratings beginning to remove the padding of the top turnbuckle in the top right ring corner while HBH begins to blantantly choke Spaz. A 2nd referee rushes down the ring and tries to break the choke Bret has on Spaz. Bret does break the hold and begins to argue with the ref, allowing Ratings to drag Spaz up to his feet and towards the ring corner with the exposed turnbuckle bolt. He goes to smash Spaz's head into it, but Spaz blocks the attempt and begins to hit Ratings with some elbows into the stomach. Just as he is about to smash Ratings' head into the bolt, HBH comes from behind and hits him with a forearm to the back. The two push Spaz against the ropes and after a couple of punches, they whip him across the ring and go for a double clothesline but Spaz ducks and upon bouncing off the ropes, takes them down with a pair of clotheslines of his own. Spaz is quickly up to his feet and waits for lays Ratings out with a belly-to-back suplex. With Ratings behind him, Spaz kicks HBH in the stomach and nails a snap suplex where HBH lands on Ratings. Once HBH rolls off, Spaz covers Ratings.

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NO! HBH is able to break the pin before the three count. Spaz and HBH begin to battle while Ratings crawls over to the top left turnbuckle to pick himself up. HBH tries to Irish whip Spaz into the bottom right turnbuckle, but Spaz counters with a whip of his own and follows up with a stiff clothesline. He turns around to see Ratings resting in the top left corner and charges towards him. Before he can strike, Ratings hits him with an elbow to the face. Spaz staggers backwards to the center of the ring and Ratings rushes out of the corner towards him going for a 2nd "Finale", but Spaz ducks the attempt and sending Ratings running towards Bret Michaels. With significant blood loss, HBH accidently HITS RATINGS WITH SWEET CHIN MUZAK before collapsing. Ratings is reeling, barely keeping conscious as he turns around; unaware of Spaz's presence. Spaz kicks him in the stomach, lifts him up and CONNECTS WITH THE SHOCKWAVE!!! Spaz hooks the leg and goes for the pin.

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*

Garcya: "Ratings has been eliminated!!!"

*

Spaz stands and drags Ratings to his feet, proceeding to toss him over the top rope where Sensational Cherry checks on him before the Palm Springs Playboy is sent to the back. Back in the ring, Spaz and an enraged Bret Michaels trade punches. Spaz gains the upper hand in the battle and hits HBH with a Northern Lights Suplex.

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Bret is able to kick out. Spaz drags him to his feet and chops him across the chest towards the ring corner with the exposed ring bolt. After a few more chops, Spaz goes for an Irish whip, but Bret hold on to the rope and counters by whipping Spaz chest first into the bolt. Spaz stammers back where Bret rolls him up with a school boy while putting his feet on the middle rope for added leverage.

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SPAZ KICKS OUT!!! Frustrated, Bret Michaels stands up and sets Spaz up for the figure four leg lock. But as he goes for the other leg, Spaz begins to fight back with kicks to the head, dazing HBH. Using his legs to trip Bret, Spaz stands up and locks in the Sydney Cloverleaf right in the center of the ring. The crowd explodes as HBH screams in pain while he crawls towards the ropes for a rope break. But Spaz walks back to the center while maintaining the hold. Just as it seems Bret is about to tap out, Sensational Cherry stands on the ring apron, distracting the referee. Sure enough, as the ref is preoccupied with her, HBH begins to tapping out. But with no ref to call it, Spaz maintains the hold... UNTIL BILLY UBERMARK RUNS DOWN TO THE RING WITH STEEL CHAIR IN HAND AND SMASHED THE OBJECT RIGHT IN THE FACE OF SPAZ!!! Spaz drops like a light while Ubermark slams the chair down on the canvas, his eyes glaring at the unconscious Spaz who is bleeding from the forehead.

*

Nick: "Damn you Billy! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Jerome: "I can only imagine how long Billy Ubermark has been waiting to do that to Spaz."

*

With the crowd booing furiously at him, Billy Ubermark makes his departure back up the ramp; his serious expression shows a hint of satisfaction. Back in the ring, HBH drapes an arm over Spaz, just in time for Cherry to stop complaining and allowing the ref to count the pin.

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*

Garcya: "Spaz has been eliminated!!!"

*

The crowd boos as Spaz is assisted by two EWT officials to the back. On his knees in the ring, Bret Michaels catches his breath, his face still covered in his own blood. He looks outside the ring and stares at the wreckage where the final wrestler is still out cold: Eddie Omega. After exiting the ring, tossing Omega back in and climbing to the top turnbuckle of the bottom right ring corner, HBH hits an elbow drop and covers Omega.

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3... NO!!! OMEGA KICKS OUT!!! OMEGA KICKS OUT!!! The crowd roars while Cherry holds her head in disbelief. Inside the ring, a frustrated HBH pounds his fists onto the canvas before standing up and heading towards the top left ring corner. He stomps his foot once... twice... three times... followed by more that become faster each time he stomps. Omega slowly stands up and as he turns around, Bret Michaels goes for SWEET CHIN MUZAK but Omega counters with a capture suplex into the ring corner. Omega goes for the pin.

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No! Bret kicks out. The suddenly rejuvenated Eddie Omega stands up and awaits HBH to follow. While he does he senses a presence behind him. He whips around and sure enough, there Cherry stopping in mid motion, wielding a steel chair over her head. As Omega approaches her, she tries to hit him with the weapon, but Omega knocks it aside and grabs her by the chair. He clinches his free hand into a fist, teasing the crowd that he would strike her. He doesn't, instead he shakes his head, drops to one knee, lays Cherry stomach first across the knee and begins to spank her to the delight of the crowd. Cherry screams and kicks wildly as her backside is smacked over and over. Eddie finishes her punishment with one powerful slap that sends Cherry off his knee and out of the ring, holding her reddened cheeks. Fun and games come to an aburpt end however, for as soon as Omega turns his attention back to HBH, he is floored with SWEET CHIN MUZAK!!! Both men are laid out, Eddie from the kick and Bret from exhaustion and blood lost. Still, Bret is able to drape his arm over Omega.

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3... NO!!! OMEGA KICKED OUT OF SWEET CHIN MUZAK. Tired and in complete shock, Bret Michaels lays on his back staring what is above him. Seconds later, he kips up to his feet with fire in his eyes. He grabs Eddie Omega's legs and locks in THE SHARPSHOOTER!!! Omega screams in pain as he does everything he can not to tap out. Just when it seems that all hope is lost, Eddie powers out of it and kicks HBH into the top right ring corner... FACE FIRST INTO THE EXPOSED TURNBUCKLE BOLT. Reeling from the impact of steel, HBH turns around where Omega hits him with a move fresh out of Omega's playboy:



The crowd is stunned at what they have seen, but they explode in delight as Eddie Omega covers HBH for the pin.

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3!!! (bell rings)

Garcya: "Here is your winner... and the #1 CONTENDER FOR THE EWT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP... EDDIE O~ME~GA!!!!!!!!"

"Remedy" begins to play as Eddie climbs up to the second rope posing to the crowd and doing the belt motion. He continues to do so while the viewers at home are treated with highlights of the match. Afterwards, Eddie Omega has gone to the back, but HBH, Cherry and Ratings are present in the ring along with EWT trainers and officials. They go to help Bret to his feet, but Cherry and Ratings run them off. The two pick Bret up, an arm each over their shoulders and help him to the back.

[Toom E. Guci]

*After that exciting match and a quick promotional video for the main event of Season’s Beatings the crowd turn too the ring to find Howard Finkel has the microphone*

FINKEL: Ladies and Gentlemen the following match is the Main event and is for EWT World Heavyweight Title!

*The crowd of army wrestling fans cheer and holler in anticipation*

FINKEL: This match is for one fall and will be a triple threat match …. Introducing first … one of the challengers … he weighs in at 234lbs … He is Chance Confidence!

*The crowd boos loudly as Chance comes out, He pays them no notice as he walks the ramp way. His music Sweetest Perfection by Depeche Mode can be heard as he enters the ring. He briefly looks out at the audience but does not remove his robes instead he turns to the entrance as Howard Finkel continues his introduction. *

FINKEL: and his opponent from Parts Unknown and weighing in at 305lbs … Merc!!

*The crowd cheers loudly for Merc as he comes out his music King of Kings blaring loud from the speakers. He raises his hands in appreciation of the crowd after entering the ring. Chance demands that Merc take his robe and fold it tidily on the timekeepers desk. Merc grumbles but does as he is told, some fans begin to chant ‘One Month finished!’ but before it can get a decent following the lights dim smoke rises from the stage and Maelstrom’s New Music ‘Le Gran Luxe’ begins to play across the arena.*

FINKEL: There opponent and EWT World Heavyweight champion … he weighs in at around 286lbs and hails from the Marianas Trench … he is … Maelstrom!!

*As the music kicks in Maelstrom appears from behind the smoke, like a living force of nature. He watches the fans and his two opponents in the ring as he slowly raises the World Title Belt over his head. The crowd jeers, boos and is generally hostile. Maelstrom ignores this as he heads to the ring. He enters and the three men eye each other carefully as the referee takes the belt and signals for the bell*

GORILLA MONSOON: Well everyone this is it this is the main event of the night and you got to say Jesse this match has some serious questions that need to be answered.

JESSE: Gorilla, you couldn’t be any more wrong. This is going to be a handicap match until Maelstrom is out of action, then my man Chance Confidence walks away with the gold. Merc is simply not a factor as he has no choice!

GORILLA: Well Jesse, I hope your prediction is wrong for both Merc’s sanity and these troops entertainment! Let’s get to the match.

*The Bell Rings*

Chance charges for Maelstrom as does Merc, they proceed to attack and stomp away on Maelstrom who defends himself briefly before eventually retaliating and pushing Chance away. He turns his attention to Merc but his punch is blocked and Merc grabbing Maelstrom’s head rams it into the ring post. Maelstrom holds his head as Merc clobbers Maelstrom from behind with a forearm. Chance back on his feet rushes over to aid Merc as they prepare to double suplex Maelstrom. Maelstrom however blocks the attempt and elbows Merc to one side before body slamming chance to the mat. Chance holds his back in pain and gets up as Maelstrom clotheslines Merc over the top rope to the outside, Merc smacks his head on the apron as he falls. Chance though is going to need more than a body slam to be defeated and sneaks up behind Maelstrom and goes for a simple school boy pin fall.

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Maelstrom kicks out easily and rolls out of the way of a follow up elbow drop. Maelstrom grabs Chance and knees him in the chest before lifting him up for a backbreaker. Chance is in pain as Maelstrom drops a knee on the back area and then covers …

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No Chance kicks out only to be lifted up by Maelstrom and nailed with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, Chance rolls to the ropes holding his back in agony. Merc slides back in and runs at Maelstrom connecting with high knee to the head, Maelstrom staggers back from the blow and then finally gets knocked down to the mat thanks to a Merc swinging neck breaker. Merc encourages the crowd to give him support as he applies a sleeperhold.

GORILLA: The crowd is really getting behind Merc here

Chance gets back to his feet to see the submission move in place. He walks over and shouts at Merc to let go, Merc gives a rebellious look but relents and releases Maelstrom. Merc gets in Chance’s face about it, but Chance points at himself and then points at Merc being below him. Merc looks like he is about to snap but before he can Maelstrom comes back into the match and clotheslines both master and slave to the canvas.

*The Crowd jeers loudly*

Maelstrom measures Merc before dropping a leg on his throat. Merc rolls about in pain as Chance gets back to his feet only to walk into a Maelstrom punch, and then lifted into a gorilla press.

JESSE: Hey isn’t that move named after you Monsoon?

GORILLA: Well …

JESSE: Oh no sorry my mistake, your move was the belly flop right!

GORILLA: Puh-lease!

Maelstrom with Chance high above his head slams him on top of Merc who is prone on the canvas. The referee seeing a pinning predicament makes the count …

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Maelstrom drags Chance off Merc and throws him through the ropes to the floor outside. Maelstrom turns back to Merc and applies a headlock; he throws Merc into the ropes and nails him with a back elbow. Merc however counters the haymaker Maelstrom throws afterwards and throws a punch back himself. They exchange rights for a few seconds until Merc gains the advantage. He ties up with Maelstrom and then proceeds to nail him with a belly to back suplex. Merc covers …

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Maelstrom gets a foot on the ropes cancelling the pinfall much to the disappointment of the fired up crowd. Merc however is unrelenting as he grabs Maelstrom by the head and tries to make mash potato with Maelstrom’s face with a series of right hands. Eventually the referee stops the assault for use of closed fists. This gives Maelstrom the opening he needs as he head butts Merc in the face. Merc holds his head in daze from the surprise assault, leaving him exposed to a vicious lariat from Maelstrom. Maelstrom motions with a cutting throat gesture as he grabs Merc and lifts him up over his head into a suplex position looking for the Vortex Drop.

GORILLA: This could be it right here Jesse! No one has ever kicked out of the Vortex Drop

No! Chance Confidence is back in and smacks Maelstrom in the chest with a punch making him drop Merc who rolls with the momentum and plants Maelstrom with DDT. Merc covers …

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No Chance has pulled Merc off and goes for the cover himself.

1,2 …

Maelstrom kicks out ... Chance disappointed nods to Merc.

JESSE: See what did I tell you Gorilla.
Together they lift Maelstrom hooking the arms and then double suplex him for real this time. Maelstrom is flat out as they once again lift the champion up to his feet, before knocking him back down with a double team DDT. Chance sensing they need something big to finish off Maelstrom signals for Merc to put him on his shoulders. With some tremendous effort Merc manages to get the 280lbs man on his shoulders as Chance climbs a nearby turnbuckle.

GORILLA: What strength being shown here by Merc, What in the world is Chacne thinking?

*The crowd sensing something big here gets to it’s feet.*

Chance motions to the crowd as he leaps from the top of the turnbuckle. As flashbulbs go off around the crowd he catches Maelstrom from off Merc’s shoulders with a top rope spinning Hurracanrana!!

*A ‘Holy S***!’ chant breaks out as Maelstrom lies out of it in the middle of the ring.*

JESSE: Maelstrom is history Gorilla!

Chance and Merc grab Maelstrom by the arms and drag him to the edge of the ring before kicking him to the floor on the outside. As the crowd cheers Chance turns to Merc and points at the centre of the ring! Chance asks for a microphone.

CHANCE: Now Merc as my Slave. You Will! Lie down on the canvas and let me become EWT World Heavyweight Champion!!

The crowd boos

GORILLA: You have got to be kidding, Merc don’t let him do this!!

JESSE: He has no choice Gorilla, Chance owns him!

Merc looks aghast as Chance points to the centre of the ring. Merc shakes his head in protest.

CHANCE: You lost our match Merc. You are my slave and you will do as I say or Toomi will have you ejected from the EWT permanently!

Chance laughs as Merc drops to one knee. Chance turns around to the crowd lapping up the abuse and jeers of the armed service crowd. Merc has no choice and lies down on the mat. Whilst on the outside of the ring Maelstrom is slowly beginning to stir from his beat down. Chance turns back to his slave and in a mocking gesture puts one foot on Merc’s chest.

GORILLA: Adding insult to injury, this Chance Confidence is despicable!

*The crowd sensing that EWT could be about to witness a historic heelish moment more horrifying than the finger poke of doom tries to get Merc to change his mind. They shout ‘Let’s Go Merc’ and ‘C’mon Merc’ loudly, along with general cheering for him.*

Merc seems oblivious to this as the referee begins the fateful count …

1 …

Merc doesn’t move. Chance raises his hands to the skies as he is only seconds away from holding the biggest prise in EWT. Maelstrom on the outside is on his knees using the ring to support himself. He can do nothing to stop the pin fall though as he is too far away and still trying to recover from the brutal double team assault.

2 …

The Referee raises his hand and brings it down again …. No!! Merc has grabbed Chance’s feet, before the final count!! Merc flips him from his standing base and then slingshots Chance into the corner turnbuckle! As Chance confused and shocked from the sudden move stumbles from the corner, Merc grabs the microphone.

MERC: Your month ran out Chance!

Merc spine busters Chance in the middle of the ring and locks in his own variation of the Elevated Boston Crab!! Chance screams out in pain as the hold is locked firmly in place!!

JESSE: He can’t do that! He’ll be fired from the EWT!!

GORILLA: No Jesse he has done his month, I have the times here in front of me. Chance clearly overlooked what date it was today!

JESSE: That no good Merc I knew there was something sneaky about him today!

GORILLA: Would you stop!

The crowd capacity for noise explodes with cheers. Merc has finally fought back against Chance!

Merc yanks back applying even more pressure to the already injured back of Chance. Chance has his hand raised ready to tap! … Wait! Maelstrom clocks Merc in the back of the head with a hammer blow, stopping the submission manoeuvre. Chance in agony holds his back in pain but is somehow on his feet, as Merc turns to face Maelstrom. The two weary men watch each other before beginning an exchange of punches and chops. Chance tries to intervene with a double clothesline, but both men saw it coming and duck. Chance careens into the referee who goes down from the impact.
GORILLA: The Referee took a nasty shot there Jesse!

Chance turns to his two opponents and is thrown over the top rope by both Merc and Maelstrom working together. Chance lands with thud on the guard rail as Maelstrom and Merc look on. Maelstrom not the one seething with anger towards Chance grabs Merc and tries to power bomb him. Merc however slips out of it, swivels around the back and runs with him towards the ropes. Maelstrom holds on to the ropes though as Merc rolls back hoping for a bridging pin. Merc back on his feet looks up just in time to evade a running big boot from Maelstrom. Maelstrom frustrated that he missed turns and walks right into a Mercenary drop! Merc covers …

GORILLA: He caught him with it centre of the ring, Merc has this one won Jesse!

But there is no referee …

JESSE: What a shame Gorilla, the referee is out colder than when Bart Gunn met Butterbeans fist!

Merc gets up and grabs the referee and tries to wake him up, the referee shakes the cobwebs and looks up at Merc, he nods that he can continue. On the outside Chance is still tangled in the guard rail, his back in severe pain from the abuse he has received in this match. Merc satisfied the referee is back in the match goes back to Maelstrom and bends down to cover, but Maelstrom shoots out a hand choking Merc! …

JESSE: This man is a living breathing tank Gorilla, what can stop him?

Maelstrom gets back up and tries to choke slam Merc. Merc counters into an armbar though, but Maelstrom fights him off before he can lock it in properly. Merc stalks Maelstrom for another Mercenary Drop, but Maelstrom counters the move and throws him towards the ropes.

JESSE: Look gorilla, Merc can’t even run off the ropes right!

GORILLA: Chance pulled down those ropes Jesse!

Indeed Chance grabbed the top rope and pulled it down sending Merc tumbling to the outside, with a sickening fall on his head. Chance gloats at the pain he has caused.

*The crowd boos loudly*

Chance however hasn’t seen Maelstrom, who reaches over the top rope and grabs him by the hair. Maelstrom lifts him up and flips him into the ring on his back. Chance in severe pain tries a dropkick but Maelstrom pushes it away and hits chance with a backdrop. Chance suffers from the impact on his already damaged back and can do nothing as Maelstrom lifts him up on his shoulders, spins around 360 degrees several times before bringing him down into a vicious powerbomb.

GORILLA: He hit the Whirlpool Jesse, this one is surely over.

1,2,3.

*Bell rings*

FINKEL: The winner of this match and still EWT World Heavyweight champion …. MAELSTROM!

*Le Gran Luxe plays over the speakers as the referee raises Maelstrom’s hand in victory. The crowd jeers loudly at the outcome. On the outside Merc is getting back to his feet and shrugs off the EMT’s who want to help him after the horrible fall he suffered thanks to Chance’s underhanded tactics. He heads to the back. *

GORILLA: I don’t think we have seen the last of Merc and Chance’s differences, these two will really want to hurt each other after this!

*As he disappears behind the curtain ‘Remedy’ by Hot Water Music plays. The crowd cheers loudly as the winner of the Number one contender match earlier in the night comes out on the stage. He poses for the crowd who lap it up as he points at Maelstrom, indicating the belt will soon be his. Maelstrom shakes his head in response.*

GORILLA: Eddie Omega is the New Number One contender! How long can Maelstrom’s Title reign continue for?

The number one contender and the EWT World Heavyweight champion stare each other down as A loud ‘Omega’ chant can be heard. We fade out!

© EWT 2006