Thomas Simon: The rules are as follows fans, once you score a pinfall or submission you become “Eligible to win.” The competitor that is pinned must spent two minutes in the penalty box. More than one superstar can be in the penalty box at once! Once you are eligible to win you are able to call for the referee, take the belt, climb the ladder and hang it to win the Championship!

Bob Herman: It’s kind of like a mix of a reverse ladder match, a hockey fight, and an iron man match in some weird way! I don't know! My head hurts thinking about it!

["In Ashes They Shall Reap" By Hatebreed begins to play and the arena goes dark. Red lazors begin flashing around the arena, and the ramp begins to put out smoke. The lights begin to flash blood red as Kuk Killswitch rises up from the ramp on a throne. The titantron shows "The Ring is my Kingdom" in big medieval looking letters. Barbedwire covers the outsides of the throne and weapons, blood, and chains cove the rest. Kuk sits in the throne with a large black King's cape which covers his his whole shoulder area and torso and goes down to his feet. A large crown sits upon his head covered in brutal barbedwire and in the front has 2 Kendo Sticks crossed. Kuk sits there for a moment, soaking in the boos before he stands up and throws his head back, knocking off his King's cape and crown as fireworks explode behind him. He now wears a sleeveless "Ultraviolent" Hoodie, and his normal entrance attire. He walks down the ramp, yelling and trash talking back at the crowd who does the same to him.]

Honey Winters: Weighing in at 200 pounds, hailing from Hell's Kitchen, New York, he is The Hardcore Reject... KUK KILLLSWITTTCHHH!

[Kuk is at the bottom of the ramp and he turns to walk towards the steps. He turns towards the fans and looks at everyone of them. He get's in their faces and begin yelling expletives towards them before turning around and walking up the stairs. He orders the ref to open the ropes for him and the ref does. Kuk shoves the ref over and laughs as he get's in the ring. He hops up on the turnbuckle and points to himself with his thumbs yelling "MY KINGDOM!" out at the crowd. Disturbed's "Stricken" plays from the speakers, the MPW Nation begins boos viciously at the arrival of The Hardcore Icon, Brandon Nytrus. He and his girlfriend, Nikki, make their way on stage to an array of hisses and boos. Brandon twirls Nikki around and dips her. He looks up and smiles at the crowd.]

Honey Winters: And his challenger, making his way to the ring accompanied by Nikki Schott, from South Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 272 pounds, he is The Hardcore Icon... Brandon ... Nytrus!

[The two make their way down the ramp, Nikki following behind Brandon as he begins to yell things to the crowd. He climbs the steps and allows his girlfriend in before he slithers through the second rope and into the ring himself. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle and looks out to the crowd and lets out a cocky smile. He hops down and looks out at the crowd who is still booing him viciously. The lights go out, and the stage fills with green, and out comes Ash in a white wife beater, torn jeans, black tapped from hand to forearm, one black elbow pad on the right side.]

Honey Winters: and making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles California, Ash Soulsfate!

[Walks at a comfortable pace, smirking most of the time, depending on his opponent. He rolls into the ring, and goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle awaiting his opponent. As "X Gonna Give It to Ya" By DMX begin to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance a figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke and Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an X form.]

Honey Winters: and making his way to the ring, from Las Vegas Nevada, Jason Xavier!

[He continues to walk down the ramp and enters the ring, he then climbs the turnbuckles and again puts his arms in an X form. As his music plays, Chicken simply walks down the ramp and slides under the ropes. He hops onto the turnbuckle and tries to flex what little muscles he has]

Honey Winters: and in the ring, the final challenger from Denver Colorado, Chicken!

[Chicken raises his arms as the crowd gets behind him. The five competitors look at each other. The referee holds up the X-Core Championship belt as it is seen for the first time]

Bob Herman: Wow that’s a flashy belt

Thomas Simon: This is the work of our now MPW GM Madd Katt!

Bob Herman: The referee is set outside the ring for whichever competitor calls for the belt first!

Thomas Simon: And there is the penalty box Bob. A mini steal cage with enough room for about three men at most.

Bob Herman: three men and one Chicken.

[The bell rings as all five men rush towards the middle of the ring and start throwing blows at each other]

Thomas Simon: Here we go!

[Nytrus headbutts Chicken and he flies out of the ring. Kuk Killswitch clotheslines down Jason Xavier. Ash rushes towards them both and met with a double big boot. Kuk and Nytrus start yelling at each other viciously and finally start throwing punches at each other. Kuk backs Nytrus in to the corner and he starts covering up. Kuk kicks him in the stomach but Nytrus knees him in the head sending him backwards. Outside the ring Chicken is pulling a ladder out from under the ring and places it propped up on the apron and steel guard rail like a table. Ash runs towards the ladder and hits a dropkick on to the ladder sending it in to Chicken. Chicken bounces off the ladder and falls back on to the mat. Inside the ring Jason Xavier climbs in and has a kendo stick. He swings and nails Kuk in the side. Kuk flinches and X hits him again. Jason grabs the kendo stick and walks towards Xavier. Nytrus runs towards both of them and hits a diving clothesline sending them to the mat. He pins Xavier]

1...2....

[Nytrus gets up angrily and waits for someone to get up. Kuk crawls to the corner but Xavier gets up and turns around. He is met with a giant spear by Nytrus and followed by another pin.]

1....2....3

Honey Winters: Nytrus is now eligible to win the match!

[The referee takes Jason Xavier and walks him towards the penalty box. He locks him in. Jason breathes heavily and rest up in there but pounds the cage in anger. Nytrus calls for the belt but is cut off by a right hand from Chicken. Nytrus seems unphased and walks towards Chicken. Chicken looks scared and runs outside the ring. Ash tosses him back in the ring to Nytrus. Nytrus sets Chicken up and lifts him to go for a power bomb. Kuk sees this and pulls Chicken down. He kicks out the knees of Nytrus and goes to work on his arms. Chicken waits in the corner to pick his spot. Ash rolls in to the ring now. Ash rushes towards Chicken with a clothesline but Chicken moves. Chicken hits an enziguri on to Ash sending him to the mat. He pins him]

1....2.....

[Ash kicks out and tosses Chicken halfway across the ring. Chicken gets up and Kuk grabs him by the throat. He looks at Chickens face and yells at him. He whips him in to the ropes but pulls him back and hits the Ode to Violence! Before going for the pin he rushes to the corner and stomps on Ash. He pins Chicken]

1.....2.....3!

Honey Winters: Kuk Killswitch is now eligible to win the match!

[Kuk climbs out of the ring and slides a ladder in the ring as Chicken is escorted to the Penalty box with Jason Xavier. Kuk takes the ladder and is about to set it up in the ring. Nytrus stands up but Kuk throws the ladder at him and sends him out of the ring.]

Bob Herman: Jason Xavier is now out of the penalty box!

[Jason Xavier rushes towards Nytrus and starts pounding away on his head. Kuk calls for the belt and takes it from the referee. He climbs up with the belt to hang it on the hook suspended above the ring. Xavier sees this and climbs up the other side. He starts punching on Kuk’s head and Kuk tries to push him off. Ash than gets up from the mat and starts pushing the ladder. He rocks it back and forth and Xavier and Kuk hold on tight. Kuk reaches up with the belt to try to place it on the hook but ends up dropping it. Ash pushes the ladder over and Kuk crashes to the outside on to the ladder that Chicken set up earlier. It bends but does not break. Xavier hits the ropes and slings back in to the ring. Ash catches him before he hits the mat and hits the Adios Motherfucker. Ash is about to get the pin but Chicken is released from the penalty box and rushes to the ring. He tackles Ash in a flurry of punches and the crowd starts cheering]

Bob Herman: The Chicken is out of the coupe!

Thomas Simon: Chicken wants to win this match more than anything!

[Xavier flips Chicken off of him and stands up. He turns around and is hit with a head scissors take down by Chicken. Nytrus climbs back on to the apron and Xavier whips Chicken in to the ropes. Chicken hits in to Nytrus and stops. He turns around and looks up with scared eyes towards Nytrus. Nytrus headbutts Chicken and he flies back. Xavier grabs Chicken and hits the X-Driver II. He pins Chicken]

1...2.....3

Honey Winters: Jason Xavier is now eligible to win the match!

[Chicken goes back to the penalty box and looks angry as all hell. Nytrus and Xavier have a stare down and Xavier kicks him in the right leg. Nytrus kneels over a little bit but stands back up and pushes Xavier’s head away. Kuk rolls back in to the ring limping and props the ladder up in the corner. He turns Jason Xavier around and tosses him in to the ladder. He than looks at Nytrus. At the same time they both rush towards Xavier and hit a double splash on to the ladder. Xavier falls down to the mat and looks lifeless. Kuk and Nytrus go back to punch for punch. Ash takes the ladder and places it around his head. He rushes towards Nytrus and Kuk and knocks them both down with the ladder. He sets the ladder up in the middle of the ring and picks up Kik Killswitch. He hits the Adios Motherfucker to a good reaction from the fans. He pins Kuk]

1.....2......3

Honey Winters: Ash Soulsfate is now eligible to win the match!

[Ash calls for the belt and takes it from the referee. He scales the ladder as Kuk is put in the penalty box with Chicken. They keep their distance and don’t speak to each other. Nytrus stands up as well and Ash starts kicking him in the stomach. He delivers a DDT on to the mat. He than slides out of the ring and looks under the apron. He picks up a steel chair and slides back in to the ring. He waits for Nytrus to get up and cracks him over the head with the chair. Nytrus goes down to one knee and Ash hits him one more time with the chair. Ash swings away at Nytrus. Xavier runs towards ash from behind but Ash turns around and cracks him over the head with the chair also. Ash pins Xavier]

1....2.....3

[Xavier is sent to the penalty box with Chicken and Kuk. All three are locked in and squirm against each other to have room. Xavier pushes Chicken in to Kuk but Kuk pushes Xavier back. Ash calls for the belt again and begins scaling the ladder. Nytrus stands up against the ropes leaning on them. Ash leaps off the ladder and dropkicks Nytrus over the top rope. Nytrus crashes in to the penalty box and the box tilts over. It regains its balance and Chicken, Kuk and Xavier brace themselves. Ash picks the belt back up and starts climbing the ladder again. The three wrestlers in the penalty box confer with each other and Chicken stares at the clock. It counts down to 5 and they throw him out of the box to stop Ash. Chicken climbs to the top rope and dives off knocking the ladder with his shoulder. The ladder wobbles. Ash jumps down and steadies the ladder. Chicken runs at him and clotheslines him down. Ash falls to the mat but stands up. Chicken grabs his head and slams him in to the turnbuckle. He steps up and starts throwing punches on to Ash. The fans get behind him and chant for him. Nytrus climbs in to the ring once again but Chicken sees him and jumps off the middle rope with a hurricanrana. He doesn’t get Nytrus over and Nytrus lifts him back up and slams him down with a powerbomb]

Bob Herman: that had to hurt!

Thomas Simon: Poor Chicken!

[Chicken lays there on the mat lifeless. Kuk is now released from the penalty box and climbs in to the ring. He punches Nytrus and lifts him up in to a sidewalk slam. Ash stomps on Nytrus’ head also. Kuk lifts Nytrus up and slaps him. Nytrus turns around from the slap and is met with a punch from Ash. Kuk throws a punch and Ash throws a punch. Nytrus goes back and forth getting punched. He than takes Kuk and Ash’s heads and slam them in to each other. Jason Xavier is released from the penalty box. Jason comes in and starts punching Nytrus. Nytrus falls back. All three men now punching Nytrus. Jason backs up and nails a Superkick on to Nytrus. It doesn’t send him down but it staggers him. Ash picks him up and hits the Adios Motherfucker! Kuk grabs him before he falls to the mat and hits the KOK bicycle kick. Chicken gets up with a bloody nose and looks at the three guys standing around Nytrus. At the same time Xavier, Ash and Kuk move out of the way and tell Chicken to pin him. Chicken reluctantly looks at them put drops down and pins Nytrus]

1.....2......3

Honey Winters: Chicken is now eligible to win the match!

[The referee rolls Nytrus out of the ring and tries to get him in to the penalty box. Nytrus holds his head but resists going in the box. He pushes the referee over and pushes the penalty box over. He lets out a roar but three more referees come rushing down to the ring to stop him. Two stage hands run down and pick the penalty box back up. Madd Katt also walks down to the ring and rolls up his sleeves. He argues with Nytrus to get in to the penalty box. Nytrus grabs him by the collar but Madd Katt doesn’t back off. He pokes Nytrus’ eyes and than delivers a superkick. Nytrus falls back in to the penalty box and the referees lock it]

Madd Katt: Don’t even run the clock! He’s not coming out!

[Nytrus slumps down in the box out cold. In the ring Chicken and Jason Xavier are tied up in the corner as Ash Soulsfate and Kuk Killswitch are in the opposite corner. Chicken looks back at Ash and they both whip Jason and Kuk in to each other. They hit each other and stumble back. Chicken rolls up Jason Xavier as Ash rolls up Kuk Killswitch.]

1....2.....3

[Jason Xavier and Kuk are astonished as the referee sends them to the penalty box. They climb in and start arguing with each other. They start punching each other in the box as the box shakes and Nytrus remains unconscious]

Bob Herman: This match is insane!

Thomas Simon: And it’s not over yet!

[Chicken and Ash look at each other and smile. The crowd comes alive and cheers wildly as the two look at each other. They circle the ring and tie up. Ash gets the best of Chicken and throws him in to the corner. Ash rushes towards Chicken but Chicken dodges the attack and climbs on to the apron. He moves to the middle of the apron and Ash walks over to him. Chicken pokes his eyes and than guillotines him in to ropes. Chicken rolls back in the ring and hits the Flying Chicken! He takes the ladder and moves it to the middle of the ring]

Thomas Simon: Pin him Chicken! Get him out of there!

Bob Herman: no time to waste there Tom!

[Chicken calls for the belt and begins climbing. He makes it half way but Ash catches him by the pants and pulls him down. Chicken whips Ash in to the ropes and drop toe holds him in to the ladder. Chicken starts to climb again. Ash pulls him down again as he holds his jaw. He throws Chicken to the corner. He props Chicken up on the top turnbuckle and goes for a superplex. Chicken punches Ash in the kidneys and blocks the suplex. Ash than blocks Chickens attack but goes back to the superplex. Instead he superplexes Ash forward and Chicken crashes on top of the penalty box, stomach first.]

Bob Herman: Oh my god!

[Jason Xavier and Kuk Killswitch are released from the penalty box at this time. They rush the ring. Ash turns around and hits the “ill always be better” on Kuk Killswitch and the “Adios Motherfucker” On to Jason Xavier! He takes the belt and starts climbing the ladder. Ash gets to the top. He reaches up and he hangs the belt from the hook! The fans cheer as the bell rings]

Honey Winters: here is your winner and NEWWWWWW X-Core Champion!!! Ash Soulsfate!

Thomas Simon: Oh my god! Ash Soulsfate is the King of the Mountain and the first ever X-Core Champion!

Bob Herman: And he did it without ever being pinned. He stayed away from that penalty box and I don’t know how!

[Ash poses on top of the ladder with the belt hanging next to him.]

Thomas Simon: I don’t know about you Bobo but my mind is just blown!

Bob Herman: Tommy Boy I tell ya my head is spinning!

Thomas Simon: Too much Viagra?

Bob Herman: I think so….

Thomas Simon: Keep this train rolling people up next we have the TV Title match!

Honey Winters: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following Match is a Television Title Championship match and is scheduled for one fall, Introducing first.....

[As soon "All that Remains" cues, the fans immediately jeer at what's coming next. Taufik steps out of the curtain looking at the fans in disgust before spitting onto the floor signifying the dirty soils in America. He makes his way into the ring while exchanging words with the fans. When he reaches the steps, he raises both of his hands high up while saying Allah with much passion before entering the ring.]

Honey Winters: Hailing from Tampa, Florida, he is The Saviour... Taufik.

[A slight smile spread across his face and she flexes his wrists and bounces in the ring, waiting for his opponent.]

Honey Winters: "And his opponent..."

[With a loud burst of static, "Cult of Personality" by Set the Charge rings out across the arena for a second time tonight. From out behind the curtain, none other than TJ Pain walks out backwards with his arms out to the sides with his palms up. He is wearing a black shirt with the words "Get Real Bitches" on the back in gold and red script, solid black long tights with a large gold Victorian cross on both legs, black kick pads with gold barbed wire circling them and black mat shoes underneath them.

[At the top of the ramp, TJ spins around with a look the MPW fans haven't see him with before; confidence. At the bottom of the ramp, he stops and jumps from foot to foot for a second.]

Honey Winters: "Now residing in Sin City and representing Baltimore...weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds...he is the self proclaimed "Jesus Christ of Professional Wrestling" he is Tee...Jaay...PAAAAAIN!"

[TJ pulls himself up onto the ring apron and immediately takes to the second rope, holding his arms out with his palms up again. The crowd chants his name and he soaks it all up. He gives them all a nod and jumps back down]

[Both men face each other, Pain is shaking his head, a furious look on his face as he starts pointing his finger at Taufik, assumedly telling him off. The official stands between the two men, trying to settle them down a bit before he calls for the bell.]

["Money" by Everlast suddenly hits and both men look around to the ramp. Stephen Hale emerges, a cocky smile covering his face. Jamal follows, carrying a still unconscious Roxxanne. her hands are still bound by rope. Jamal moves to some chairs setup at ring side where Hale motions for Honey Winters. He leans over and whispers into her ear, but the whole time he's leering up at Pain. Pain is glaring and shouting at Hale and then over at Jamal. Jamal brushes some stray hair off of Roxxanne's face and the official has to grab TJ to keep him from jumping out of the ring after him. Hale walks away from Honey and sits besides Jamal, a satisfied smirk on his face.]

Honey Winters: Ladies and Gentlemen, I've just been informed that there has been a change. It The Match will now be a NO DQ match for the Television championship.

[TJ turns to Taufik; he slams his fist into his other palm and approaches.]

[The bell rings as Taufik and Pain begin to circle each other as the match begins. They lock up and Taufik immediately takes control by getting Pain in a headlock. Pain is able to shove Taufik sending him into the ropes and as he comes back Pain lifts him up in the air and slams him down hard with a spine buster. Pain stands up as Taufik is quickly making his way to his feet Pain hit him with a knee to the stomach before grabbing his head and hitting him with a quick snap suplex. He quickly gets up and grabs Taufik again and hits him with another snap suplex before going for the quick pin. 1...Kickout! Taufik easily kicks out. Pain gets up and begins to stomp on the fallen Taufik for a few moments before stopping to put his arms in the air as the fans begin to cheer. He pumps them up but as he does he is quickly hit with a rollup by Taufik! 1...2.Kickout! Pain is able to Kickout even though he was completely caught off guard by the TV Champion. They both make their way to their feet and when they're done Taufik swings at Pain but he ducks under it and hits Taufik in the stomach with a hard boot before dropping him down with a hard DDT.]

Thomas Simon: This is going to be a tough match. They’re both tough competitors.

Bob Herman: Never underestimate a man who's fighting for more than a championship

[Pain considers going for the pin but this time he just slides out of the ring and starts digging underneath the ring. He pulls a table out and throws it into the ring before reaching under again. Meanwhile he's looking Taufik has made his way to his feet and climbs up to the top turnbuckle and waits for Pain to emerge from under the ring. Pain comes out with a chair in his hand and a huge smile on his face as Taufik jumps off the top turnbuckle and hits Pain with a missile dropkick into the chair which sends the chair directly into Pain's face! Pain goes down hard but so does Taufik who falls awkwardly on his left shoulder. They both just lay there for a while until Taufik finally gets to his feet and goes and picks up the chair that Pain had in his hand. Pain has made his way to all fours when Taufik nails him in the back with a hard chair shot that sends Pain back down. Taufik throws the chair to the ground before reaching over the guard rails and picking up a brand new chair. He throws this chair into the ring as he picks Pain up and throws him back into the ring as well.]

[Taufik reaches under the ring again and grabs another table and pulls it out. He sets it up outside the ring before climbing back up into the ring. Taufik picks up the chair and climbs up to the top turnbuckle again with the chair in hand. He jumps off and connects with a frog splash with the chair! Both Taufik and Pain are in serious pain as they both got hit by the chair! Taufik grabs his chest for a few moments before climbing on top of Pain for the pin! This has to be the end! 1...2...Kickout! Pain somehow kicks out! Taufik can't believe it as he gets in the refs face and begins to cuss him out. He eventually turns his attention to Pain who is still out with his head facing the mat and his arms on his stomach as he is finally slowly trying to make his way to his feet. Taufik stands and waits for him to get up as he looks ready to tackle him. As Pain gets to his feet Taufik charges at him going for a spear but Pain moves out of the way and shoves Taufik out of the ring sending him through the table Taufik set up moments ago! Taufik went crashing threw the table face first! Pain falls to his knee's as he grabs his ribs as he might have broken a rib from the chair to the stomach.]

Thomas Simon: Taufik has a strong chance of retaining...

Bob Herman: have we been watching the same match here? I think there is going to be a new TV champ named.

[After a few moments to recover Pain slides out of the ring to where Taufik is finally starting to come to. Pain grabs Taufik by the head and throws him face first into the steel chairs which send them crashing everywhere. Taufik immediately grabs the top of his head which has been busted open from the stairs. Pain lets out an evil smile as he see's Taufik has started bleeding. Meanwhile Taufik is trying to get to his feet Pain reaches into the ring and grabs the chair as he waits for Taufik to get up. As soon as he does Pain nails him in the top of the skull with the chair which opens up the cut even more and sends Taufik straight down. Taufik is out of it! Pain throws the chair back into the ring before he picks Taufik up and rolls him into the ring before climbing back up to the apron. Instead of climbing into the ring he climbs up onto the top turnbuckle and stands straight up as he pumps the crowd up who begins to cheer as the men have given in their all as they try to win the MPW TV Title. After pumping up the crowd he jumps off going for a shooting star press! Taufik moves! Taufik is somehow able to move out of the way which sends Pain crashing into the mat!]

[Both men are now down in the ring as the fans begin to cheer them on. There's a small Taufik chant which is followed by a Pain chant. Both men use the crowd to somehow make their way to their feet. Taufik is able to make it to his feet quicker and as he does he grabs the chair. Pain charges him but Taufik hits him in the stomach with the chair before hitting him hard across the back with it that sends Pain back down to the mat. Taufik drops the chair as he flips Pain over and goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout!]

Thomas Simon: How was Pain able to kick out of that.... Taufik was so close to winning this

Bob Herman: Never mind that Tommy boy. I've seen some stuff by Pain. This match is far from over!

[Taufik gets up and once again argues with the ref calling for a slow count. The ref just shakes his head as Taufik turns his attention back towards Pain who is making his way to his feet. Taufik then calls for his finisher! It looks like he's about to try to end this match! As Pain gets up Taufik goes for Surprise!! but Pain is able to duck under it, kick Taufik in the stomach before putting him beneath his legs and picking him and dropping him down with a quick piledriver!]

[Pain flips Taufik over and goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Taufik kicks out again! Pain gets up frustrated this time as he walks over to the table and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He walks back over to Taufik and picks him up to his feet before setting him up between his legs once again. Pain points up high in the air as the crowd goes nuts. He picks him up high in the air before powerbombing him through the table! The crowd goes nuts as Taufik is sent crashing through the table! The fans start chanting:]

Crowd: Holy shit, Holy shit, Holy shit!!!

[Pain kneels down and simultaneously grabs hold of Taufik's Thighs with one arm and his arms with his other. He pulls Taufik up on to his shoulders.]

Bob Herman: I've been waiting for this Tom... I think this just might be....

Thomas Simon: Could it really be the well known Painkiller?

[Instead of continuing onto do the fireman slam, Pain pushes Taufik skyward and falls backwards, dropping Taufik onto the mat for a Flapjack. Taufik is prone on the mat.]

[The crowd goes wild. He turns Taufik over and hooks his leg for the pin! 1...2...3!!!]

Thomas Simon: Pain has done it! He beat Taufik in a war and has been crowned the MPW TV Champion!!

Bob Herman: Well deserved as far as I'm concerned. Now MPW had a TV champ they can be proud of. Where was Pain months ago when Fischer had it?

[The official goes to take TJ's hand in victory but he moves away, slides out of the ring to where Jamal is still holding his wife. Hale backs away slowly towards the ramp. TJ Slaps Jamal across the face, taking Roxxanne from his arms. He stares down the man. Jamal doesn't look phased and the two start exchanging words. TJ sets his wife down and pulls Jamal up by the shirt collar. Officials are already starting to gather, as well as two medics. One goes to Roxxanne and the other to the still unconscious Taufik in the ring. TJ pushes Jamal into the chairs, knocking him down. He turns back to the medic and Roxxanne to check on her condition.]

Bob Herman: I don't think this is over by a long shot though.

Thomas Simon: Well Pain got Roxxanne back...

Bob Herman: As always Tommy boy... you’re an idiot

Thomas Simon: Says the pot to the kettle……..sigh…..fans I just don’t know how we can make this night anymore exciting but here we go! The Sin City Title match is next!

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[Blue lights began to flash as throughout the Mandalay Bay Events Center and the fans erupted in deafening cheers as a massive steel cage began to slowly descend toward the ring.]

Thomas Simon: And it’s that time folks! Time for the MPW Sin City Title match!

Bob Herman: What gave it away? The massive metal structure coming down to surround the ring?

Thomas Simon: Oh shut up and eat your pork rinds!

Bob Herman: I will!

[No sooner had the technicians and officials quickly put the finishing touches on securing the cage than red lights started to flicker over the arena, as the Danish national hymn started playing as a montage from Denmark was shown with the little mermaid, Hans Christian Anderson and ending with the Danish flag waving across the screen, suddenly the music started to distort and the heavy guitars of Metallica's “Sad But True” filled the arena as blood dripping fangs bite down over the flag spelling out Primal. As James Hetfield started singing Primal appeared on the top of the ramp, head bowed, marching straight ahead. As the last line of the chorus was sung, he exploded down the ramp and climbed through the cage door and into the ring, bouncing of the ropes in what seemed like a wild rage ending up in the center. He once again bowed his head, then suddenly thrust his arms out to each side, throwing his hair back and let out an animalistic roar fading out with the music.]

Thomas Simon: Huge opportunity for Primal here tonight. No weapons needed when you have a steel cage to work with!

[Fozzy’s “Sandpaper” echoed off the walls but it was almost drowned out by the huge pop that greeted the current Sin City Champion Christian Carter as he made his way out from the backstage area, hoisting his title belt high over his head with one arm while pointing down the ramp and into the ring in Primal’s direction.]

Thomas Simon: I can’t make out what Carter is saying but I guarantee you it’s not flattering?

Bob Herman: Ya think?

Thomas Simon: Someone’s in a sarcastic mood tonight…

Bob Herman: Someone’s in the mood to state the obvious…

[Carter made his way down the ramp, eying the large steel structure in front of him and even testing one wall briefly before climbing up the steps and into the ring. Referee Kelvin Gordon had a few words with each opponent as he took temporary possession of the Sin City title belt as Freddy Class reminded fans that the only way of winning this match was via pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage. Carter and Primal each returned to their corners, staring down their opposition as the referee handed the title belt to a ring technician and the cage door was shut. The referee walked to the center of the ring and then called for the bell as the fans immediately cheered for the highly anticipated match. There was no hesitation from either man and immediately Carter and Primal were charging at one another, locking up in the middle of the ring. Primal seemed to gain the early advantage by powering Carter into a side headlock but no sooner had the move been locked in than Carter was pushing Primal off and sending him toward the ropes. Primal however thought quickly and as he neared the ropes he was able to slow his momentum enough to instead suddenly begin to climb the side of the steel cage! Carter immediately saw his error and ran after Primal, yanking the bigger man back down to Earth by one of his feet. The two began to exchange rights and lefts at an astonishing pace in a battle between speed versus power with speed being the momentary victor. Carter got the advantage with a quick round of rights that sent Primal into the turnbuckle and in an impressive display Carter backed up, ran, and leapt, using Primal’s own body to begin to climb up the side of the cage!]

Thomas Simon: Quick thinking by Carter here!

Bob Herman: No! Not like this!

[Primal seemed to have the same thought as he slowly stepped up and balanced himself on the bottom two ring ropes and grabbed Carter by the waist, sending him crashing down to the mat in a huge powerbomb that left the ring and cage shaking. The fans were on their feet, mouths agape from the impact, as they watched Primal follow up his assault with several kicks to the ribs that left Carter doubling over before dropping several elbows to the kidney’s and then went for the cover.]

1… 2… kickout!

Thomas Simon: It’s going to take more than that to take that belt from Carter.

Bob Herman: Are you kidding? Carter just got lucky. He probably had an itch or something. If he were smarter he would have just stayed down.

[Primal gripped Carter by the head and started to yank him to his feet but Carter shot out of the gate with a huge uppercut that clocked Primal just under the chin and sent him crashing back into the side of the cage. Carter leapt into an impressive standing dropkick that sent Primal’s head smashing even harder back against the twisted metal of the cage. Grabbing the back of his head Primal seemed to slump for a moment, his fingers moving to the back of his head and coming away red with blood.]

Thomas Simon: Looks like the cage has opened up Primal.

Bob Herman: Really? How did you know Sherlock?

[Carter smashed Primal into the cage again and began to rake his face back and forth against the metal side of the cage. Primal fell to the mat, clutching his face and Carter added salt to the wound with a big knee to the back of the head. Primal crashed onto his back and Carter took to the turnbuckle, glancing behind him for only a moment before taking to the air in a huge moonsault. Primal however saw the champion coming and got his knees up just in time to send them barreling into Carter’s gut. Both men were down as several seconds ticked away. A slow trickle of blood could be seen coming from the corner of Carter’s mouth. Thomas Simon: Uh oh, it looks like Primal’s knees might have done some internal damage to the current champion. He’s bleeding now too after that textbook but failed moonsault.]

Bob Herman: Primal is getting this shot for a reason. Because he can think quickly on his feet both defensively and offensively.

[Then there came more signs of movement from inside the ring as Carter slowly began to slide toward the cage door, one hand holding his injured ribcage painfully. As the referees saw him coming they began to unlock the door. The fans were screaming in anticipation as Carter reached the doorway but then from nowhere Primal was suddenly standing over Carter and with one quick movement he slammed the cage door right on Carter’s head!]

Thomas Simon: Oh my God! Did you hear that?!

[For a moment Primal looked at the door. This was his chance. He could walk out right now and win or… with a sick grin the bearded man told referees to shut the door!]

Bob Herman: Now THAT’S confidence!

Thomas Simon: Or stupidity! Primal would rather continue to punish Carter than win this match!

[Inside the ring Primal seemed to be setting up Carter for his signature Death Valley Driver but then out of nowhere, perhaps even out of desperation, Carter pushed Primal hard in the chest. Primal stumbled back and bounced off the ring ropes just as Carter did the same and then…]

Bob Herman: Double Clothesline! Both men are down!

Thomas Simon: These two putting their bodies on the line tonight Bob. Both men look exhausted and are bleeding. This one could really go either way.

[Then it happened. Primal started to show signs of life just as Carter struggled to his feet. Slowly Primal made his way toward the cage door, his head bleeding more profusely now from all the abuse. It seemed to slow him either from pain or disorientation as Carter grabbed the turnbuckle to help pull himself up. Then he began to climb.]

Thomas Simon: It looks like this one is going to end up coming down to a race! Which man will make it out of the cage first?!

[The fans were once again on their feet as the world watched Carter climb and finally reach the top of the cage and stand, turning to see his opponent’s progress. Primal had just reached the door and the officials were unlocking it! For a moment Carter looked down at the matted floor surrounding the ring and cage then back at Primal. A twisted grin crossed his face and their came a huge pop from the fans.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no…

Bob Herman: What?

Thomas Simon: He’s not…

Bob Herman: What? He’s not what?

[Carter turned so his body was once again facing into the ring.]

Thomas Simon: Oh my God, he is…!

Bob Herman: He is WHAT?

Thomas Simon: Don’t do it Carter! Just climb out! Don’t do it!

Bob Herman: DO WHAT?! Draw me a picture! Charades! Something!

[Without another moment’s hesitation Carter launched himself from the top of the cage, flying high through the air in a shooting star press to come down right on Primal as he stood by the cage’s door! But at the last minute Primal, as if anticipating the move, turned and caught Carter in mid-air and in one fluid motion he caught Carter and used his own momentum against him to send him to the mat in an enormous powerslam that seemed like something out of a Matrix movie. A huge “HOLY SH*T” chant began to fill the arena and Primal immediately went for the cover.]

1…2…3!

Thomas Simon: Oh My God! Oh My God! We have a new Sin City Champion! Primal has done it! Did you see that?! Did you see that sh*t!

Bob Herman: NO! I BLINKED AND MISSED IT! WHAT HAPPENED?!?!

Freddy Class: Here is your winner and NEWWWWWWWWWWWWW MPW Sin City CHAMPION………..PRIIIIIIIIMAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!

[Simon sighed as “Sad But True” filled the massive room and Primal’s hand was raised in victory. Paramedics ran out to check on Carter as the man celebrated in the middle of the ring, holding the title belt high for all the world to see and not even seeming to feel the abuse his body had endured in a hard fought match that would leave people talking for a long time to come.]

Thomas Simon: I really really cannot take much more of this……..Fans up next we have a much anticipated Triple Threat match for the MPW North American Championship.

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Freddy Class: The following match is a Triple Threat Match for the MPW North American Championship…….Introducing first weighing in at 125 pounds and hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada…….she is the current MPW North American Champion……BLIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The crowd hears intro of "Careless Whisper" Start up. purple-pink strobe lights & fog go off at the top of the ramp. A figure appears in the smoke. The fog clears to show Bliss. She winks at the crowd and flashes a smile Bliss flips her hair and starts down the ramp in a slow strut. She gets to the ring and pulls herself up to the ropes She grabs a hold of the top rope and flips herself into the ring. She walks toward the Corner and pulls herself to raise an arm to the crowd (crowd either cheers or boos) Bliss moves to the opposite corner and does the same (crowd cheers of boos) She moves to the center and goes into a split.]

Freddy Class: And her opponent……weighing in at 220 pounds and hailing from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania……he is JAMES “THE HAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMER” HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARLOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!

[As the opening chords of "Bang Your Head" by Quiet Riot blares over the arena's sound system, Harlow "The Hammer" Harlow throws the curtains open and steps into view. He grins and nods as he starts down the aisle, slapping high fives along the way, and trading words with the fans. He trots up the ring steps and onto the apron, pausing to soak up the fans' reaction, before he vaults over the top rope and into the ring.]

Freddy Class: And their opponent weighing in at 275 pounds and hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada……….he is “THE ONLY ONE” RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!

["Cryin' Like A Bitch" by Godsmack blares throughout the arena. Smoke begins to fill the entrance way as the heavy guitar riff kicks in and Rage slowly walks out on to the stage wearing his signature black boots and charcoal grey trunk with "The Only One" written on the back. He slowly walks down the ramp as the fans boo at his every step. Rage stops at the ring apron and looks at his opponent. He smirks at his opponent then walks over to the ring steps. He climbs up the steps and goes through the ropes into the ring. He climbs onto the turnbuckle and raises one arm in the air in predetermined victory. Rage turns around to stare down Bliss. He smirks at her before coming face to face with an aggressive Harlow Harlow. Harlow is beat red trembling with anger as Rage cockily smirks at him as Michael Green intervenes and tells Harlow to get into his corner.]

Thomas Simon: Wow I can feel the tension in the air. Let’s get this match underway!

[DING! DING! DING! Bliss, Harlow and Rage all look at each other. Then Harlow and Rage start attacking Bliss to the crowd’s confusion. Bliss gets knocked out of the ring and the two rivals are backed off of the ropes by the ref as Bliss lies outside. Rage runs out of the ring and starts attacking Bliss as Harlow looks on. Rage pulls Bliss up onto her feet. Rage then leads Bliss to the backside of the ring as he leads her towards one set of the stairs and then sends Bliss crashing down shoulder-first off them as she rolls down onto the mat, holding her shoulder. Rage then turns as Harlow slides out of the ring. Rage sees this and quickly slides into the ring as Harlow heads in after Rage. Rage tries to surprise Harlow with a running knee lift but Harlow reverses it as he attempts a spinning heel kick, but Rage reverses that and catches him in mid-air and repositions Harlow as he smashes him straight down across his knee with a back breaker as the crowd boos. Harlow rolls towards the front of the ring, holding his back in pain as Rage quickly works back up onto his feet. Rage moves back outside to work on Bliss as he reaches down and grabs a hold of her hair as he pulls her up off the floor outside. Rage then turns Bliss around to face the steps in the corner as he hooks her from the side and then sends Bliss straight down onto the top step with a Reverse Russian Leg sweep as Bliss hits head-first and then rolls under the ring apron in obvious pain as the crowd chants "MPDUB!, MPDUB!, MPDUB!".]

Bob Herman: Tommy Boy this is a side of Rage I have not seen in quite some time he is extremely focused here tonight.

Thomas Simon: That is a scary thing to hear you say Bobo!

[Rage stays outside of the ring staring down the crowd as Harlow is slowly pulling himself up on the front side of the ring. Back on the outside, Rage walks over to the time keeper's table and motions for people to move as he grabs a steel chair from underneath someone. Rage then turns back around as Bliss slowly pulls herself up against the ring apron as she checks her forehead for a cut. Bliss finds no blood and then turns as Rage cracks her across the head with a chair shot as the crowd responds with an "oooooh". Bliss stays on her feet as she stumbles towards the time keeper’s table and then turns back around and into another chair shot from Rage as Bliss drops to the floor. Harlow meanwhile stands still near one corner along the front side of the ring as he watches Rage hold the chair up in celebration as the crowd boos. Harlow then takes off as Rage then turns around to check on Harlow who rushes in full steam to the back ropes as he drops down and then hits a baseball slide drop kick to the chair that clangs off Rage's head and knocks him to the floor as the crowd cheers loudly.]

Thomas Simon: That must’ve felt real good for Harlow there.

[Harlow quickly steps back as he grabs the ropes and pulls himself up onto the ring apron along the backside of the ring. Bliss is down near the time keeper’s table and Rage is down about two feet to Harlow's right. Harlow looks at both of them as the crowd roars and then Harlow waits patiently as Bliss slowly begins to pull herself up using the table as she gets to her knees along the front of it. The crowd buzzes as Harlow then grabs the ropes as he turns and then slings himself up onto the top rope in the corner as he quickly turns to face the outside again. As Bliss gets to her feet, Harlow then stands up and flies off the top rope as he nails Bliss with a missile drop kick to the chest that sends Bliss up onto the table and then tumbling over the back as the crowd roars with delight.]

Thomas Simon: Bliss is really taking the whole brunt of the beating here so far.

Bob Herman: My guess is Harlow and Rage want to somehow eliminate Bliss so they can go at it man to man.

[Harlow is back up first as he pulls himself up along the table and then moves around the side. Harlow then leans down and grabs a hold of Bliss as he pulls her up off the floor and then slams a back hand chop across Bliss's chest as Bliss comes to rest against the barrier behind the table. Harlow then lashes across the chest of Bliss with another chop as the crowd responds with a "Wooooo". Harlow then lowers his shoulder and drives it into the gut of Bliss as Bliss drops down to a knee, resting against the barrier as Harlow looks into the cheering crowd. Rage is back up on the other side of the table as he reaches down and grabs a hold of the chair as he pulls it off the floor. Harlow then drives a knee shot into the ribs of Bliss who grimaces in pain as she crawls on her hands and knees to the left of the table. Rage then moves in that way as Harlow stays back, seeing what's coming as Bliss crawls around the side of the table and is met with a stiff chair shot across the back and the neck as the crowd responds. Bliss drops to the floor as Rage drops the chair to the floor as well.]

Thomas Simon: Bobo I think you may be right…

Bob Herman: Oh course I am!

[Rage leans down as he grabs a hold of Bliss and pulls her up off the floor. Rage then hooks Bliss into a front facelock, but Bliss begins to fight back as she jams a pair of hard rights to the ribs of Rage who releases his hold. As Rage looks to re-establish control, Bliss takes it first as she hits a low blow on Rage as the crowd gives some mild cheers. Harlow then quickly slides across the top of the time keeper’s table as he drops down to the floor just behind the action. With Rage doubled over, Bliss works back up onto her feet, but is met with an inverted front facelock from Harlow who then drops Bliss down to the floor with a Reverse DDT to the delight of the crowd. Harlow quickly is back up as Rage takes a breather near the ring apron. Harlow grabs a hold of Bliss and pulls her up onto her feet and then leads her to the left, away from Rage as Harlow rams Bliss head-first into the ring post as she drops to the floor in agony, holding her head. Harlow then heads around the ring post and up the side of the ring as he grabs the apron and lifts it up. The crowd screams with delight as Harlow begins pulling a table from beneath the ring. As he continues to pull it out, Rage moves in on Bliss who is on her hands and knees crawling towards Rage. Bliss grabs Rage's ankle as she crawls to her, Rage answers by dropping down with a vicious forearm shot to the back of the head as Bliss remains down. Harlow has the table flipped upright on the side of the ring as he pushes it close to the ring.]

Thomas Simon: This is very strange. These two men seemed to want to get their hands on each other and yet they focus entirely on Bliss.

Bob Herman: You think this was all a work? Wait a minute……..looks like we have out ANSWER!

[Harlow turns around and is immediately nailed with a stiff chair shot across his head collapsing against the table. Rage stands there looking at the dented seat of the chair and spits on it then winds back and drives it across Harlow’s face. Harlow slides from the table resting on his knees. Rage drops the chair on the ground in front of Harlow. Rage stalks towards him grabbing Harlow’s head and yells.]

Rage: You should’ve stayed retired old man!

[Rage grabs Harlow’s head and drives him down with an absolutely vicious DDT on to the chair. The crowd is at a dead silence as Rage survey’s his damage. Harlow is laid out on the steel chair and Bliss is still curled up by the time keeper. Rage looks at the table that Harlow set up earlier and stares back down at “The Hammer” as an evil grin comes across his face. Rage folds up the table and slides it back into the ring. He grabs Harlow and lifts him up rolling him into the ring as well. Rage follows and goes and sets the table up in the middle of the ring. He turns around and grabs Harlow by his bloodied hair pulling him to his feet. Harlow is barely able to stand as Rage slides him back first on to the table. Rage looks over to the corner as the crowd buzzes. He goes to the turnbuckle and climbs slowly. He places both feet steadily on the top rope and points to the sky mimicking the great Macho Man Randy Savage. Rage takes a deep breath and leaps off of the turnbuckle with a flying elbow drop. Before Rage makes impact Harlow rolls off of the table sending Rage crashing through the table. Rage instantly grabs his elbow and rolls around as the crowd cheers. Harlow slowly lifts his head up not realizing where he is fully.]

Thomas Simon: MY GAWD! How did he manage to roll off the table?!?!?!? Harlow I thought was in a coma!

[Outside the ring Bliss is on her knees grabbing the top of the barrier. She pushes herself up and has a psychotic look on her face. Quickly she grabs the ring bell off of the table and slides into the ring. Bliss waits behind Rage prepping the ring bell. Rage grabs the second rope with his back turned to Bliss. He uses his good arm to pull himself to his feet and the second he turns around he is met with a shot from the ring bell to the mid section. Rage doubles over as Bliss strikes him in the back of the neck with the bell. A muffled “DING!” is heard on impact. Bliss looks across the ring at “The Hammer” he has very very slowly made it to the second rope leaning on them for balance. Harlow’s legs are shaking as he musters up the strength to pull himself to the third rope and rising to his feet. Bliss kicks Rage in the ribs for good measure as she now begins to line up Harlow. Harlow is leaning on the ropes rubbing the blood from his eyes. Bliss starts to run towards Harlow and he turns around he sees a blurred vision of Bliss running at him. Harlow’s years of experience kick in and he reacts by dropping down holding the top rope down as Bliss misses the bell shot and falls out of the ring to the outside. Bliss lands with a thud as the ring bell digs into her rib cage on impact. Bliss lets out a very loud scream as the crowd goes “Ohhhhh!” at the impact Bliss did. Back in the ring Harlow is leaning against the ropes and looks across the ring at a dazed Rage crawling towards the corner. He flips back his blood soaked hair and is taken over by instant anger as he shoots across the ring and delivers a knee to the Only One’s back. The crowd cheers as Harlow flips Rage over and mounts him delivering lefts and rights over and over again. Rage’s arms flap at each punch as Harlow pops to his feet as the crowd gives off a huge POP! Rage is left busted open the hard way it seems. Rage slowly turns himself on to his side and clutches the bottom rope gasping for a breath. Harlow is set up across the ring in the corner and begins to tap his elbow to the crowd as they respond back. A slow “HAMMER! HAMMER!” begins as Harlow waits for Rage to slowly get to his feet. Rage finally does and stumbles backwards a step as Harlow charges and jumps attempting a flying elbow. Rage turns as Harlow jumps and bends down out of the way. Harlow goes into the corner sliding through the ropes ramming his elbow into the ring post. Harlow yells in pain from hitting the unforgiving steel. Rage sees an opening and quickly grabs Harlow pulling him out of the corner. Rage grabs his head and quickly headlocks Harlow then attempts to lift him up but his elbow gives out in pain as Harlow on the way down quickly rolls Rage up into a small package as Michael Green counts ONE……..TWO…….THRE……………..RAGE KICKED OUT!!]

Thomas Simon: James Harlow came within a whisper of becoming the new North American Champion.

[Rage pops up back to his feet as he quickly charges at Harlow nailing him with a jumping knee to the side of his head. Harlow, who was on one knee collapses to the mat as Rage makes a pin attempt. Green counts ONE……….TWO………..THR…………..BLISS COMES OUT OF NOWHERE TO BREAK UP THE COUNT! A beaten up Bliss nailed Rage with a jump elbow to the lower back causing the Only One to roll off of Harlow. Bliss grimaces through the pain and runs against the ropes and nails a rolling thunder across Rage’s mid section. Bliss grabs her ribs in extreme pain from the move. She continues to clutch her ribs as her perseverance takes over and she forces her way to her feet. Rage is on all fours trying to shake off the elbow shot and rolling thunder. Bliss has a very determined look on her face as she appears to be setting up for a punt kick to Rage. Bliss runs but is stopped halfway as Harlow spears her in half out of nowhere. Harlow is heard on camera saying “Not today Bliss that asshole is mine!” Harlow gets to his feet and is immediately low blowed by Rage. Rage shakes out his pain and gets to his feet as he looks at Harlow doubled over from the low blow. Rage grabs Harlow and puts him on his shoulder in an Oklahoma slam position.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no……….This could be Harlow’s One Last Run!

[Rage takes a short run and slides Harlow forward nailing a tombstone pilerdriver on impact! The crowd boos as Harlow’s arm’s fall to the side with his legs. Rage goes for the cover and Michael Green slides down on the mat for the count………….ONE………….TWO………….]

Bob Herman: I’M BLIND!

Thomas Simon: You’re not blind Bobo! The house lights have gone out………What the hell is going on?

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD!!!! IT’S AIDAN CAINE!!!!!!

[The crowd gives off an absolutely ground breaking POP as Aidan Caine runs out. Rage looks like he has seen a ghost as he springs to his feet. Caine slides into the ring and pops up and Rage and Caine come to blows.]

Thomas Simon: Listen to this Pauley Pavilion crowd!!! It’s blowing up!!!

[Caine gets the better of an exhausted Rage and clothesline him to the ground. Caine yells to the crowd as they POP massive in return. Caine turns around as Rage is on one knee trying to get back to his feet. Caine flips off Rage and grabs him from behind and nails an emotionally driven release Tria Mera to the Only One! Caine pops back up and stares at a knocked out Rage. Caine looks behind him and sees Bliss in the corner grabbing her ribs.]

Bob Herman: Look at Bliss she knows how venerable she is right now.

[Caine puts his hands up letting Bliss know he isn’t there for her. He tells Bliss that Rage is all hers. Bliss smiles and starts walking slowly towards Rage. Caine shrugs his shoulders and grabs Bliss from behind and nails another release Tria Mera to the North American Champion. Bliss hits the mat and flips over on impact with her foot landing on Rage. Caine has left the ring as Michael Green counts…………ONE……………TWO…………..THREE!!!!!!!!!!!]

Thomas Simon: Wait?!?! Bliss retains? How in the?

Bob Herman: I guess Champions always find a way Tommy Boy.

Freddy Class: Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match and STILL MPW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION……………BLISSSSSSSSSS!

[“Careless Whisper” by Seether plays as the crowd is still cheering for Caine who stands atop the ramp. Michael places the belt near unconscious Bliss and lifts her dead arm for the victory. A large “CAINE! CAINE! CAINE!” chant is heard.]

Thomas Simon: WOW! Just……..I mean…….we still have a main event to go……..This is unbelievable………This is MPW!

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Freddy Class:: Ladies and Gentlemen it is time for the main event of the evening! The following match is a Fatal Four Way match for the MPW World Heavyweight Championship……….Introducing first hailing from Los Angeles, California and weighing in 235 pounds……….he is JOHNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNY CLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH!!

[Hero by Skillet hits as the fans boo knowing that the one and only Johnny Clash is about to make his entrance. Johnny slowly walks to the stage and loosens up his shoulders. He cracks his neck and smiles at the fans. He begins walking and spins around facing backwards as a pyro explodes and gold sparks rain down . Johnny walks through the sparks and walks towards the ring. He approaches the ring steps and notices a very striking blonde woman with Dolce Gabbana sunglasses on sits in the front row. He saunters over and blows the woman a kiss and does the “call me” hand gesture to her. He blows a kiss back and blushes then nods yes in return. Clash cockily turns back around giving the blonde woman one more wink as he hops on to the ring apron. He leaps over the rope and heads to the top turnbuckle. He looks out to the fans and smirks at them then jumps down and awaits his opponent while laying down on the top rope.]

Freddy Class: And his opponent, from Bavaria Germany... weighing 280 pounds... AAAAAAPOSTLLLLE... KRRRRIIIIEEEEED!!!

[Apostle crosses himself before rising to his feet and throwing his fists out to the side and roaring to the delight of the fans. He turns with his arms still outstretched and walks backwards towards the ring. He pauses about half way to the ring and turns again to face the ring. He hop steps towards the ring and slaps a fans hand before he climbs up on the apron. He rolls his neck around to loosen up before climbing in. He stands in the center of the ring and throws his arms out again, looking straight at the camera this time. He breaks the pose and shifts from foot to foot, shaking his arms, in a last second warm up before the match. He heads into the corner and awaits the bell.]

Freddy Class:: And their opponent….hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 240 pounds he is “The Bastard” JACKSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZE!!!

[The lights in the arena fade to black. The sound of Motley Crue's "Wild Side" slowly begin to echo through the air. "The Bastard" Jackson Blaze slowly makes his way from the back, out onto the top of the entrance ramp with a dim spotlight on him. Stopping, he slowly turns his head from right to left scanning the crowd. His arms shoot outward at his side, into a crucifix type pose as the words "The Bastard" appear on the giant screen behind him in flaming text. Blaze starts a quick run down the ramp towards the ring where he quickly slides in under the bottom rope.]

Freddy Class:: And their last opponent…..hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 220 pounds……..he is the MPW World Heavyweight Champion……he is TREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAXTERRRRRRRRRR!

[“Guerrilla Radio” by Rage Against the Machine blasts and the fans erupt as MPW World Champion Trey Baxter walks with the title on his shoulder. He walks down the ramp with the fans all trying to give him a high five but Trey just keeps walking straight focusing on the three potential new MPW Champions. He gets to the ring steps and climbs into the ring then poses with his title high in the air as the crowd pops yet again. He hands the title off to Kelvin Gordon who lifts it high in the air for everyone to see.]

Thomas Simon: Bobo I don’t know about you but the tension in the air is absolutely jaw dropping tonight for this match. Tonight has been so exciting that you do not want it to end.

Bob Herman: I know what you mean Tommy Boy…..I think I have peed myself about 6 maybe 7 times tonight….

Thomas Simon: From excitement?

Bob Herman: No I think it’s too much Viagra…it’s gone numb so I don’t know when I pee.

Thomas Simon: Ah come one Bobo! Let’s get this amazing main event started shall we? Gawd seriously Bobo?!?!?

[Kelvin Gordon calls for the bell all four men slowly move to the center of the ring they circle one another Baxter and Clash come at Blaze hitting him with stiff shots to the back as Blaze staggers away from them. Clash grabs Blaze by the wrist Baxter grabs Blaze on the other arm and whips Blaze to the ropes Blaze runs off the ropes at Clash and Baxter and they hit Blaze with a double clothesline as Blaze falls onto the mat. Baxter turns and looks at with determination Clash. Kried comes behind Clash and hits him with a stiff chop to the back. Kried turns and is hit with a kick to the groin by Baxter. Baxter grabs Clash and kicks Clash in the stomach with a hard kick he grabs him and picks him up and drops him down with a scoop slam to the mat. Baxter goes over and pulls Blaze up to his feet then grabs and spins him around hitting Blaze with a spinning backhand chop that knocks Blaze back into the corner. Blaze comes out of the corner and is hit by Kried who comes running in out of no where with a forearm strike. Baxter comes in and picks up Kried and drops him with a backdrop driver that slams Kried into the mat. Baxter grabs Blaze to whip him out of the corner as he does Clash hits Baxter across the back he turns around and Clash hits Baxter in the throat with a stiff thrust shot. He shoves Baxter out of the way on to the mat and pulls Blaze out of the corner Blaze kicks Clash in the stomach that stuns Clash. Blaze goes back runs off the ropes runs at Clash hits him with a clothesline as Clash falls onto the mat. Blaze drops down and covers Clash Kelvin Gordon counts 1…2 Baxter breaks up the count. Baxter pulls Blaze up to his feet and wraps his arms around Blaze. He picks him up and drops him down with a belly to belly suplex Baxter then covers Blaze. Kelvin Gordon counts 1..2 kick out.]

Thomas Simon: Another near fall this time by Trey Baxter

Bob Herman: The world champ trying to get a quick win early on.

[Baxter pulls Blaze to his feet but is quickly rolled up in a small package by Blaze. 1….2.. no Baxter kicks out. Baxter and Blaze spring to their feet but are both nailed with a double clothesline from the side by Kried. Kried turns to focus his attention on Clash as he helps him to his feet. Kried is a man possessed as he wraps his massive hands around Clash’s neck and lifts him up driving him down with a two handed chokeslam. Clash hits the mat and flips on to his side from the long drop down. Kried turns and sees Blaze getting to his feet. Kried parks himself in the opposite corner then takes off as Blaze gets to his feet and clotheslines him over the top rope to the outside. Blaze hits the floor and rolls against the barrier. Kried looks down and curses at Blaze in German then just as he begins to turn around he is met with a running dropkick from Baxter. It sends Kried stumbling backwards into the corner. Baxter immediately starts filling the big German with lefts and rights. Kried uses his huge strength advantage and shoves Baxter a few feet on to his back. Kried looks up just in time to see Clash running at him and jumping attempting a knee lift. Kried catches him and then just tosses him over his head sending Clash to the outside. On the impact Clash lands half on the steel ring step with his left knee. The crowd collectively goes oooooooohhhhhh as Clash grabs his left knee and rolls around screaming in pain.]

Thomas Simon: Clash could be out of the match. That impact was just……WOW!

[Back in the ring Baxter and Kried are back at it. Baxter tries gaining the upper hand by nailing quick calf kicks to the right and left legs of Kried stumbling him back. Baxter runs against the ropes and comes back running right into a big boot from Kried. Baxter snaps to the mat and Kried quickly covers him. Gordon counts 1………2…….Baxter kicks out. Kried grabs Baxter and hoists him up high in the air in a gorilla press. He walks around the ring showing off his amazing strength. Before he can press slam to the mat Blaze slides in with a steel chair and slams Kried in the back of his right knee with the chair. Kried drops Baxter off to the side dropping to one knee.]

Thomas Simon: What a nasty shot to the knee by The Bastard!

[Blaze pulls back again and nails Kried squarely in the back sending the big German to the canvas. Blaze then opens the chair slightly and slides Kried’s right knee in between. Blaze then stomps the chair legs crushing the right knee of Kried. Kried let’s out a blood curdling yell in pain as he grabs his knee and starts to roll around with the chair still on his leg. Blaze looks at him with a sadistic smile then walks over stomps the chair again as Kried screams rolls to the outside. Baxter rises to his feet slowly and turns around to see Blaze staring at Kried. The crowd roars as Blaze turns and looks at Baxter.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY! Here we go! These two have been through hell and back. Listen to this crowd.

[Blaze and Baxter slowly walk towards each other as the crowd intensifies. They come face to face and start to exchange words. The crowd is shaking the ground by stamping their feet collectively.]

Bob Herman: That’s either the crowd or I am stroking out!

[Blaze and then begin to exchange lefts and rights back and forth. Baxter blocks and gains the upper hand then irish whips Blaze against the ropes. On the rebound Blaze ducks a clothesline attempt and when Baxter turns around Blaze kicks him in the gut and nails him with a nasty DDT. Blaze snaps and mounts Baxter filling him with punches. Blaze stops and pops up as the crowd boos heavily. Blaze taunts the crowd as he turns and is nailed with a springboard dropkick from Johnny Clash. Clash grabs his left knee and pops up favouring the knee. Blaze rolls back into the corner from the impact. Clash then grabs Baxter quickly and lifts him then nails him with a Bloodline! Clash grabs his knee and clinches his teeth fighting through the pain. He covers Baxter and Gordon counts 1………..2………..]

Thomas Simon: What the hell?? It’s Laura Tavares’ music!!!! SHE’S HERE!!! Look at Clash! He is confused as anyone not knowing what’s going on.

Bob Herman: Her twitter said she wasn’t going to be here tonight.

[Clash stands leaning on the ring ropes yelling for Laura as her music continues to play. Blaze comes up from behind him and throws him over the ropes and on to the floor. Clash grabs his knee and stares immediately at the entry way as the music stops. He places his hands on his head and screams in frustration.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no…..a fan seems to be getting too anxious here.

[The blonde that Clash flirted with earlier during his entrance comes up from behind Clash and low blows him. Clash grabs his groin and turns around as he stares at the woman as security starts to run over. The blonde woman smirks at Clash.]

Thomas Simon: This woman has gone too far you can…..wait a minute…….

Bob Herman: IT’S LAURA!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!

Thomas Simon: Easy Bobo…….OH MY GAWD IT’S LAURA TAVARES!

[The crowd goes insane as the woman rips off her sunglasses and what is now revealed as a blonde wig to reveal that it’s Laura Tavares, Johnny Clash’s ex-wife. Clash stares in disbelief and grabs her hand then gets to one knee.]

Thomas Simon: Is…..Is Johnny proposing?

[Johnny Clash asks Laura “Will you take me back?” She smiles at him then delivers a vicious kick to the back of Clash’s head. Clash gets hit and instantly falls to mat. Laura takes out some lipstick from her pocket and writes on Johnny’s back.]

Thomas Simon: What did she write?

[The camera shows that Laura wrote “Call Me” on his back in red lipstick. Laura walks up the ramp as the crowd is going insane!]

Thomas Simon: This whole show she has sat there waiting for this chance! My god!

[Back in the ring Blaze laughs at Clash and then turns his attention to a recovering Baxter. Blaze starts to work on the champ with a kick to the ribs. On the outside Kried finally has gotten back to his feet and is beat red with anger from Blaze’s attack. Kried slowly slides into the ring and gets to his feet. He highly favours the damaged knee as he quickly hobbles and grabs a handful of Blaze’s hair and tosses him backwards in one swoop. Kried stares at Blaze and yells at him before running towards Blaze. Kried’s knee gives out half way as he is forced to double over and stop. Blaze sees an opportunity and runs towards Kried attempting a knee lift. Kried was playing possum as he dodges Blaze and as Blaze turns around Kried grabs Blaze by the throat and chokeslams him. Kried calls for the Ride of the Valkyries as the crowd pops.]

Thomas Simon: Here it is! Once Kried hits this it is over!

Bob Herman: What the hell? It’s Justin Fischer!

[Kried helps Blaze up and double underhooks the arms. He yells to the crowd but is attacked from behind Justin Fischer, Blaze’s Tag Team Partner with a chair in hand. Baxter gets up and walks over but is nailed with a chair shot by Fischer. Baxter stumbles back into the corner as Fischer focuses back on Kried. Kried is doubled over and Blaze is resting on the second rope. Fischer is tapping the ring mat setting up Kried for one final shot.]

Thomas Simon: IT’S DRAKE HUNTER!!!!! WE HAVEN’T SEEN HIM FOR OVER A MONTH!!!

[The crowd jumps out of their seats as Drake Hunter runs down to the ring and slides in. Justin runs at him with the chair and misses. Drake boots him in the gut and grabs him in a three quarter facelock position. Drake runs to the corner and nails Justin with the Death In Advance! The crowd is going insane. Drake stops and grabs the chair. He stares at Blaze with the chair in hand.]

Thomas Simon: Payback time Blaze!!! Wait…..What? NO DRAKE NO!!!!

Bob Herman: I knew he had it in him!

[Drake goes to hit Blaze but stops halfway and smacks the chair straight across Apostle Kried’s head busting him wide open. Drake stands stone faced looking at Kried as the crowd boos collectively. Drake looks at Blaze and drops the chair. He turns around and slowly walks out of the ring. Drake makes his way up the ramp as Blaze stands perplexed in the ring. Drake keeps walking up the ramp with his back turned to crowd.]

Thomas Simon: Why would he? What is the reason for? I just……..

[Blaze ceases the opportunity and quickly covers Kried hooking the leg. Gordon counts ONE……….TWO…………THR………..KRIED KICKS OUT!!!!! Blaze sits up in shock as the crowd pops for Kried.]

Thomas Simon: KREID KICKED OUT! MY GAWD KRIED KICKED OUT!!!

[Blaze is irate and helps Kried to his feet then jumps up and nails him with THE BASTARDIZER!!!!! Blaze pops up turning around and is Super-kicked by Baxter!!! Blaze stumbles into the turnbuckle into a seated position. Baxter looks at the crowd as they applaud and cheer loudly. He helps Kried up and double underhooks the Big German’s arms. Baxter jumps and LIGHTS OUT! Baxter covers Kried and smirks at Blaze who is dazed and in disbelief. Gordon counts as well as the crowd………….ONE…………..TWO…………..THREE!!!!!!!!!!]

Thomas Simon: TREY BAXTER WINS!!!!!

Bob Herman: NOOOOOOOO! NOT MORE CHICKEN JOKES!!!

Freddy Class:: Here is your winner and STILL MPW World Heavyweight Champion…………..TREEEEEEEEEY BAXTEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!!

[“Guerrilla Radio” blares as Trey Baxter is handed the title by Kelvin Gordon gets his hand raised to the crowds delight. The Bastard sits in the corner in utter shock staring at his hands. Trey stands on the turnbuckles with the title in the air yelling at the fans as they go insane in return.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD WHAT A NIGHT! MPW NATION WE WILL SEE YOU THURSDAY NIGHT FOR TAKEDOWN!!!! GOOD NIGHT EVERYBODY!!!

[Screen fades on Trey pointing to the crowd saluting them for their response to him winning.]

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