[The scene cuts to the arena where pyros explode around the HP Pavilion as the fans go wild. The stage is set for Army of one Live on Pay Per View]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to MPW's Army of One tonight live on Pay Per View! Bob are you ready for possibly the biggest show of the year!?

Bob Herman: Wooooooooooo. Oh boy Tommy am I ready for this show tonight.

Thomas Simon: Every title in MPW is on the line tonight. Roxi Johnson will put her prized Television Championship on the line against both Tyler Rose and Jason X in a triple threat match!

Bob Herman: Than we let the X-Core guys do their thing as the new Champion Brandon Nytrus puts his title on the line against Kuk Killswitch once and for all in a Clockwork Orange House of Fun Match!

Thomas Simon: The Tag titles are going to be put to the test as the Champions Taufik and Ian Andrews put their gold against Chris Cable and Andre Dixon

Bob Herman: Than we see one of the most anticipated matches in MPW history. Bliss will take on Drake Hunter for the Sin City Championship. We are guarenteed a new Champion as Rage gave up the title two weeks ago on TNT!

Thomas Simon: Than our World Champion will put his title on the line against... Ash Soulsfate

Bob Herman: Yes you read that right. This could be the match of the century right here!

Thomas Simon: Than we have the start of a tradition. A thirty Superstar Army of One Rumble Match!

Bob Herman: The winner will receive a World Championship match at our next pay per view

Thomas Simon: which is Road to Glory. The biggest extravagenza of the year! Now let's kick it off with the Television Title!

[ The arena lights go out, as golden spotlights shine down on the entrance ramp, while “Brothers” by Yngwie Malmsteen begins to play over the PA system. One dollar bills begin to fall from the ceiling, as golden sparklers ignite on either side of the ramp. A man wearing black leather pants with boots to match, a white renaissance style ruffled shirt, steps out onto the entrance platform, the crowd unsure of what to make of him. He has long shoulder length jet black hair, and smiles with a grin as he surveys the crowd. 3 muscle bound body builder type men now come to stand on either side of him, wearing jet black designer suits and dark shades. Next out of the back is “Playboy” Tyler Rose. Tyler wears black wrestling boots, black trunks with the word “Playboy” emblazoned on the butt in fancy gold font, black knee and elbow pads, with a single golden rose in the center of each. Many in the crowd begin to boo when Tyler steps out, to which the other gentleman just shakes his head and chuckles.]

Both men now make their way down the aisle, the men in black suits on either side of them, obviously there for protection. They reach the ring and climb inside, the men taking up positions around the outside of it. The unknown gentleman asks for a mic, and upon receiving it, waits for the music to die down, and the lights to rise while the dollars stop falling, before speaking. ***

{Unknown Man}: (heavy French accent) Good evening MPW, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Marcus DeSaad, and I am one of the executives with the $$Cash Money Brothers$$ organization, otherwise known as the $$C.M.B$$. (there are a few boos from those who recognize the name)

I have no doubts that those who are unaware of just who we are, are gaining more knowledge by the day, as Tyler has began to speak of us more candidly in his interviews. This is something done by choice, as he was previously instructed to make no mention of the organization, as we wanted him to see how he would handle himself in a solo environment. As we have witnessed these past few months, it has not been as successful as one would have hoped. (Tyler looks uneasy) But, on the other hand… it was not entirely his own fault in some cases. (crowd has been booing throughout this)

But now all of this is soon to change, because we have decided the timing is perfect for us to come into the MPW and help give it the leg up it so desperately needs. (crowd boos) You may not like it, but the truth hurts. When you travel outside of Nevada and parts of California, few know that the MPW actually exists and that there is even wrestling within this city. WE want to change all of that. Wrestling is just like any other business… it is about money. Take any sport that you enjoy, like this American football with your Super Bowl coming up. Yes, it is a sport, and yes the participants are athletes who compete. But the owners of these teams do not spend all of this money the players, equipment, uniforms, trainers, stadiums… just for the players themselves, nor for the fans. They do it so they can make more money. It is a business, and when it is ran correctly, it can make a lot of money.

Now let us move into the wrestling arena. The MPW executives try and hire the best talent that they can find, because they want you the viewing public to attend their shows, watch their television programming, and order their PPV’s. They need you spending money so they can make money. That is how this works. But for the league to make the necessary amount of money it needs to be truly successful, you need to be certain you have the best talent with which to offer your fans. And though your local Las Vegas fans are loyal to the product, there are many more out within the world that could become fans if only they knew that this company existed. This is where WE come in.

Does the MPW have existing talent? Some of it, I will have to admit is not as horrible as I first thought before watching some footage. Others however, would not do well were they to try their hand at one of the more widely known international federations. (crowd boos at this) We want to look over the roster as a whole and find those who we feel have what it takes to rise to that next level, and then offer them the chance of a lifetime. The rest – we shall simply move through in various wrestling contests and show the world that what they think is quality, is in fact quite the opposite. (crows boos again) Some of your champions are that in name only, for they do not possess the true skill to fight their way out of a wet paper bag. (more crowd boos)

I encourage everyone within the backstage area to become aware of our presence. It is not something to be taken lightly. The truth is simple. We aren’t here for you. We aren’t here for the MPW. We aren’t here for the fans. (crowd is booing) We are here to make more money. And we will do what we must to make our venture profitable. Good evening.

[ Marcus sets the microphone down on the ring mat as he exits the ring with “Brothers” playing once again over the PA system. He and Tyler walk down to the ring with their security guards.]

Honey Winters: Introducing first, from Miami Florida Tyler Rose!

[Tyler raises his arms slowly with a scowl on his face as the fans boo him.]

Honey Winters: Introducing Second from Las Vegas, Nevada weighing in at 210 Lbs he is Jason Xavier!!!!

[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. 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.]

Honey Winters: And finally from Tampa, Florida she is the Television Champion Roxi Johnson!!!

["Save Me" plays over the PA system. Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a bouncy walk/skip towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.]

Thomas Simon: All competitors are standing in the ring and are ready for what is going to be such an epic match! This of course is just a preview of the rumble match later tonight which is sure to be epic. But this match is very high stakes with the winning leaving Army of One with the TV title.

Bob Herman: And we are underway!

[The bell rings]

[all three circle each other before both Tyler and Jason both corner Roxi and double team her in the corner with rights and lefts. Tyler than pulls Jason off Roxi and gives her multiple rights before Tyler than from behind pushes Jason away and unloads with stomps. Jason then turns Tyler around and looks him down, he then goes back to Roxi and irish whips her to the other corner before hitting a Yakuza Kick in the corner. Roxi falls to the ground as Jason attempts the cover. Tyler realising quickly stops the count before it can even reach one. Tyler than looks at Jason who gets back to his feet looking angry. Tyler than picks up Roxi, irish whips her to the ropes and on the rebound connects with a running clothesline.]

Thomas Simon: WOW look at this so far! It's like a game of what you can do I can do better between the Playboy and X!

Bob Herman: And at the came time they are taking out there main rival the champ!

[Tyler now covers Roxi but Jason to quick to break it up, Tyler and Jason are in each others again but this time Jason pushes Tyler and he responds with a right hand to the jaw of X, he now goes on the offensive unloading with more rights until Jason is against the ring ropes. Tyler attempts an irish whip but it is reversed by Jason who waits for Tyler as he rebounds off the ropes and gets Tyler onto his shoulder in a firemans carry. Tyler realising the danger elbows Jason in the side of the head, Tyler than slips off the shoulders of Jason and runs off the ropes again but this time dropkicks Jason in the knees. Jason falls as Tyler keeps up the fast pace by getting a running start and dropkicking Jason in the head]

Thomas Simon: Oh my! Look at the pace of Tyler!

[Cover by Tyler

1......2..kickout]

Bob Herman: Well that just tell you of how Roxi doesn't need to be pinned to lose her title.

[Tyler now picks Jason up and gets Xavier is position for the Facial but Jason quickly punches Tyler in the gut before Jason than lifts Tyler onto his shoulders. Jason with Tyler on his shoulders turns around to Roxi who is on the apron after recovering from the double team, springboards off the ropes and connects with a crossbody on both me]

Thomas Simon: Wow this match has only gone for a couple of minutes and look at the pace they are going at!

[All three are down until Roxi is the first to get up, she appeals to the crowd before pointing at Tyler and then the top rope, Roxi climbs to the top and waits for Rose to get to his feet, as he does he eats a missile dropkick right to the face, Roxi than covers Tyler

1.....2 broken up by Xavier

Xavier waits for Roxi to get to her feet where he grabs her and throws her in-between the second and third turnbuckle into the ring post. The crowd look in horror as the sound echo's through the arena, Jason then grabs Roxi out of the corner and connects with a T-Bone suplex. Roxi rolls out of the ring in pain leaving jason X and Tyler who is getting up with the help of the ring ropes. Jason approaches Tyler and waits for him to get to his feet as he turns to face him Jason is surprised by Rose who knew Xavier was waiting for him and connects with an enziguri. jason falls as Tyler now gets to his feet and taunts the crowd that he is going to be the next champ. The crowd boo as Tyler now picks Jason up and gets Xavier in the suplex position before connecting with the Release Fisherman Suplex. Cover by Rose

1.......2......kickout

Thomas Simon: Jees! How close we were just then to getting a new champ!

[Tyler looks in frustration as he signals to the ref that it was a three count, he tells Jason who is slow to his feet to get up, as he does Tyler gets Jason is position for the jumping tombstone but Jason wriggle out behind his back where Jason turns Tyler around suddenly and connects with a superkick, before Tyler can hit the ground Jason gets Rose into a fireman's carry position before connecting with a neckbreaker off the fiermans carry lift]

Thomas Simon: What a move! New Champ Here!

1.....2...kickout

[The crowd roar as Tyler is able to get a shoulder up, Jason looks frustrated as he gets up but is quickly on the attack again, he picks Rose up and delivers a couple of hard chops before kicking Tyler in the gut and attempting the X-Driver, Tyler pushes off as X tries to flip him and Xavier goes flying over Rose's head. Tyler now calls for something before getting Jason in the tombstone position hitting a spinning sit out tombstone.

Cover by Rose..

1......2......kickout

Thomas Simon: Wow these guys are trading signature moves and both have gone for near falls!

[Rose now is at his feet and picks up Xavier and tires to quickly go for The Facial but Roxi from outside the ring has recovered and breaks up the hold by knocking into both of them, Xavier falls to the ground while Rose is up groggily though, Roxi seeing the opportunity springs off the ropes and connects with the reality bites!!

Bob Herman: REALITY BITES!! THAT'S IT, ROXI WILL RETAIN!

[ Cover by Roxi

1.....2......kickout

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD ROSE JUST KICKED OUT OF THE REALITY BITES!!!

[Roxi is in shock as she gets to her feet, she then drags Tyler to the corner and then goes to the ropes and attempts the Superstar Press, as she does Rose is able to get knees up which is drilled into the chest of Roxi. All three are down as Jason is the first to his feet he waits for Roxi first, Johnson gets up holding her rib section as she is met by Jason who sets up for and hits the X-Cutter, Roxi is down as Jason then goes over to Tyler who is still on the ground and climbs to the top where he appeals for something]

Thomas Simon: Maybe it's time for the Flying X Attack?

[Rose though was playing possum as he hits the ropes which makes X fall groin first into the top turnbuckle, Tyler now climbs onto the top rope as well, he puts X's feet into the ring before grabbing his head and goes for the Facial again.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY WE COULD BE SEEING A FACIAL FROM THE TOP ROPE, BUT WAIT LOW BLOW BY XAVIER! OHM Y FU$#(NG GAWD XAVIER WITH THE X-DRIVER OFF THE TOP ROPE, LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!

[Jason goes for a pin]

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

[The bell rings just as Roxi tries to jump on to them to break the pin fall. She looks in shock as Jason X rolls out of the ring. Jason smiles as he breathes heavily. The referee hands him the Championship belt as he remains down on one knee holding his neck. He holds the belt up and smiles while staring in to Roxi's eyes]

Thomas Simon: I can't believe it! Jason X just won the Television Championship!

Bob Herman: Oh man. Maybe Roxi lost her edge! this is two losses in a row!

Thomas Simon: I think Jason just got lucky! Lets take a look back at Unsanctioned last Friday!

[Both men lay on the canvas lifeless. The referee checks on both of them. Brandon moves around a little bit. Kuk still isn't moving. Brandon drags Kuk across all of the tacks. The crowd reacts in disgust. He pins.]

1...2...Kick out.

[Brandon looks up in disbelief. He picks Kuk up. He looks to go for the Next Level. As soon as Nytrus has Kuk up in the air, he slides out. Kuk bounces off the ropes and connects with a super kick. The crowd pops.]

Bob Herman: This could be it! My god!!

[Kuk goes for the pin.]

1...2...Kick out.

[The crowd pops.]

Thomas Simon: This is getting too close!!!!!!!

[Kuk rolls off of Nytrus. He looks around and sees the glass pane. He picks Nytrus up with what little strength he has. He whips Nytrus into the pane. He crashes through, breaking the glass. The crowd pops. Nytrus stops moving. Kuk crawls over to Nytrus. He pulls him out, barely. He pins him again.]

1...2...Kick out.

[Kuk looks in disbelief and udder shock. Nytrus does not move at all.]

Thomas Simon: These guys are ridiculously resilient. I can't watch this anymore!!

Bob Herman: Nytrus does not want to lose this match!! He can't!!

[Nytrus and Kuk begin to move. Kuk stands up, he charges Nytrus, but suddenly, he is struck with the steel chair wrapped with barbed wire. Kuk lies there. Brandon sits in the corner. He watches as Kuk begins to move after about fifteen seconds. Kuk stands with every ounce of strength and energy he has left. As soon as he turns, he is speared onto the thumb tacks. Nytrus doesn't move after he connects. Kuk is pinned.]

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

Thomas Simon: What a match and rivalry between these two. Tonight that all ends

Bob Herman: What is this clockwork horse shit anyway?

Thomas Simon: well Bob, One side of the ring will have a cage wall and hanging above the perimeter of the ring will be weapons of all shapes and sizes

Bob Herman: Oh god another one of these. How do you win this one?

Thomas Simon: Falls Count Anywhere rules!

["Strong Arm Broken" by Sevendust plays from the PA system in the arena. The crowd erupts with mixed reactions throughout the arena. There's a huge flash of red and blue strobe lights sweeping on the stage and in the arena. Brandon Nytrus, with Nikki Schott, walks on to the stage. He has the championship on his shoulder. He puts his arms up in the air in a "V" with his champion in the air and an array of fireworks explode from the stage.]

Honey Winters: Introducing... Accompanied by Nikki Schott... From South Boston, Massachusetts... Weighing in at 272 pounds... He is the "King of Hardcore" and the current MPW X-core Champion... BRRANDON... NYTRUSS!!!!

[Brandon puts the title down and back on his shoulder and then walks down the ramp with Nikki on his arm. They walk down the ramp smiling. Once to the end of the ramp, they stop. Brandon takes a look around the arena. The fans give him a mixed reaction. He walks to the steps and lets Nikki walk up first. He opens the bottom two ropes and lets her in. She walks in and watches her man get in. He walks to the turnbuckle and stands on the second rope, putting his championship in the air. The lights flash in many red and blue strobes as soon as he gets up on the buckle.]

["Guys Like You Make Us Look Bad" By Blessthefall begins to play and the lights turn blood red. After the intro the lights begin to violently strobe to the beat. Kuk Killswitch comes out from the back in his usual entrance attire. He walks to the edge of the ramp and finishes his tape and then pounds his fist to make sure it's tight. Kuk begins to walk down the ramp, ignoring the fans and focusing on the match.]

Honey Winters: "Weighing in tonight at 200 pounds, hailing from Ozone park, New York, he is The Hardcore Reject, KUKK KIIILLSSSSWWIIITCCCHHHH!!!!!"

[Kuk is now at the end of the ramp and he bounces back and forth between one leg and the other. He stops and slides into the ring. Kuk stands up and pounds his fists again before taking off his jacket and placing it ringside. He then paces back and forth, waiting for the match to begin.]

Honey Winters: The rules are as follows. Anything goes, Falls count anywhere! The winner will be the X-Core Champion!

[Nytrus and Kuk nod at honey as they shake around. Kuk looks around at all the weapons and the referee calls for the bell. Nytrus runs at Kuk as he reaches up and grabs a kendo stick off the cable. He pulls it down and swings at Nytrus in one motion. Nytrus stumbles back. Kuk swings away at Nytrus and nails him in the back until Nytrus gets down on to his knees. Kuk runs behind him against the ropes and dropkicks Nytrus. Nytrus falls out of the ring]

Thomas Simon: Kuk off to a fast start here

Bob Herman: He is pissed off about the loss at Unsanctioned and he is ready to go tonight

Thomas Simon: He sure is!

[Kuk snaps the kendo stick in half and tosses it down to the mat. He reaches up and takes a steel chair down from the cables. He rolls out of the ring with it and goes to swing at Nytrus. Nytrus punches him in the stomach causing him to drop the chair and lean forward. Nytrus stands up and grabs Kuks head. He throws him in to the guard rail as Kuk holds his back and leans against it. Nytrus thrusts his shoulder in to the stomach of Kuk and than sits him up on top of the barricade. Nytrus punches him and than lifts him up in muscle buster position. Nytrus walks around the outside of the ring near the chair and goes to hit it. Kuk wiggles out and flips on to his feet behind Nytrus. He pushes Nytrus in to the steel turnbuckle post and Nytrus falls down to the mat. Kuk picks up the chair and runs at Nytrus and dropkicks the chair in to his face]

Thomas Simon: OH! That has to hurt!

Bob Herman: Nytrus is busted open!

[Kuk drops the chair and pushes Nytrus back in to the ring. Kuk slides back in and takes the table that is in the corner. He goes to set it up but Nytrus stands up and pushes it away. The table rests against the side of the cage. Nytrus pushes Kuk in to the corner and moves back. He runs and hits a huge splash. Before Kuk falls Nytrus grabs his arm and pulls Kuk back towards him and hits a massive clothesline. He pins him]

1.....2......

[Kuk kicks out to the crowds approval. Nytrus stands up and picks Kuk up with him. He whips Kuk in to the ropes and kneels over for a back body drop. Kuk flips over Nytrus and attempts a sunset flip pin. He can’t get Nytrus to flip back and Nytrus punches Kuk. He than runs off the ropes but Kuk stands up and delivers a back body drop through the table on the side of the cage!]

Thomas SImon: oh my god!

Bob Herman: That has to hurt! My god!

Thomas Simon: Nytrus is broken in half!

[Nikki runs over to Nytrus and checks on him. Kuk pulls him away from the carnage and pins him]

1...2......

[Nytrus kicks out as the fans boo. The blood on Nytrus’ head is thicker now and Kuk reaches up and grabs a garbage can. Nytrus gets to his feet as Kuk waits. Nytrus stands around and Kuk swings the garbage can. Nytrus punches it as it breaks in half. He yells in to the face of Kuk and Kuk rushes in. Nytrus hits a headbutt knocking Kuk back down. Kuk gets up again and Nytrus grabs him around the throat. He lifts Kuk up in to the air but Kuk pulls Nytrus towards the ropes and flips over the apron and hits a guillotine on Nytrus’ arm. ]

Thomas Simon: Ow! Innovative by Kuk

[Nytrus stands in the ring and holds his arm. Kuk climbs to the top rope from the apron. Nytrus turns around and Kuk jumps off the top ropes with an ax handle. Nytrus goes back down. Kuk looks out to the crowd and than climbs out of the ring]

Thomas Simon: where is Kuk going?

Bob Herman: How should I know Tommy?

[Kuk walks over to the barricade and pulls it apart from the others. Security rush towards the crowd and stands in the middle keeping them retained. Kuk throws the barricade in to the ring. Nytrus gets up as Kuk slides back in. Nytrus puts his finger in the face of Kuk and starts mouthing off. Kuk just smiles through bloody teeth. Nytrus punches Kuk and the two exchange blows. Nytrus whips Kuk and on his way back he hits a big boot. Nytrus grabs on to the ropes and shakes them with a roar to the crowd who boos him.]

Thomas Simon: A second wind from Kuk! He could pull off a win!

Bob Herman: He should. That is his title.

[Nytrus picks up Kuk and sets him up for the Endure. The fans boo but Kuk reverses out of it and kicks Nytrus in the stomach. He reaches and sets the big man up for the Ode to Violence. He hits it right on to the barricade as it bends in the middle]

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

[The bell rings as Kuk Killswitch raises his arms. The referee hands him the X-Core Title belt as he snatches it away from them.]

Honey Winters: here is your winner and NEW X-Core Champion... Kuk Killswitch!

Thomas Simon: What a brutal match but Kuk has finally done it!

Bob Herman: Nytrus will get that belt back!

Thomas Simon: I doubt that Bob.

Thomas Simon: There he is! He is getting ready!

[In the locker room Ash Soulsfate stretches and warms up. In the screen comes Trey Baxter who shakes his hand]

Trey Baxter: You can beat that shit head with your eyes closed

[Ash nods and stretches his shoulder]

Trey Baxter: Just know.. that's really my title

[They both laugh]

Ash Soulsfate: We will see about that my friend. Tonight the short lived Johnny Clash era ends.

["Before I Forget" by Slip Knot hits and after the intro Chris Cable and Andre Dixon come out from the back with smug looks on their faces. They stand on the top of the ramp and look at each other before nodding and starting down the ramp.]

Honey Winters:"Introducing first, the team of CHRIS CABBLLEEE and Andre DIXONNNNN!!!!!!"

[The are at the end of the ramp as they both stop into the ring. They hop up on the turnbuckles and do their respective taunts before stepping down and waiting in the corner.]

["Last of my Kind" by Alice In Chains hits and Both of them walking to the ring while the fans jeer the hell out of them as they walk with confidence and when they reached to the steel steps, Ian Andrew slides to the ring while Taufik does his usual praise to Allah pose like he usually does before going inside the ring.]

Honey Winters:"And their opponents, they are the TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!! The team of Taufik and Ian Andrews, THE NARCISSIST SAVIOR!!!!!!"

[Ian and Taufik hand off their belts as the bell rings. Ian Andrews is chosen first as is Andre Dixon. The other two competitors get into their corners and the match begins. Dixon and Andrews lock up and they fight into the corner. Andrews takes him down with a double leg take down and begins throwing punches to his face. Dixon flips him over and begins to throw punches to Andrew's face. Andrews flips him over and they both stand up. They stare at each other and then Andrews drops Dixon with a dropkick. Dixon is up again, but is dropped with another dropkick. Andrews tags in Taufik who goes to town on Dixon with kicks. He throws a ton of kicks before lifting him up and whipping him into the corner.]

Thomas Simon:"The Champs looking good in this match."

Bob Herman:"Well they are the Champs after all."

[Taufik digs his shoulders into Dixon's mid section as the crowd begins booing one half of the Tag Champs. Taufik points to himself and throws his arms to the side with his palms up to the sky. He slams a hard clothesline into Dixon who is in the corner. Dixon begins to slug down, but Taufik locks his head in a headlock and he goes into the corner and tags in Ian Andrews. Andrews kicks Dixon in the gut and Taufik let's go. Andrews whips Dixon and goes for a boot, but Dixon ducks and rebounds off the ropes and nails a shoulder block onto Andrews. He crawls over to the corner and tags in Cable. Cable runs over to Andrews and lifts him up. He tosses him into the corner and throws a flurry of punches to his face and gut. Andrews comes out of the corner weary and Cable elbows him across the face. The crowd is booing Cable as he smiles.]

Thomas Simon:"Cable bringing it in this match!"

Bob Herman:"Looks like he is having fun doing it too."

[Cable lifts up Andrews, but Andrews pokes him in the eyes. Andrews scurries over to the corner and tags in Taufik who knocks Cable down with a clothesline. Taufik points to Dixon and Cable tags him in. Taufik knocks down Dixon with a clothesline then locks him in a headlock. Dixon fights out of it with some elbows and whips Taufik to the ropes. Taufik comes back into a belly to belly suplex from Dixon. Dixon covers.]

1.....2...

[Kickout from Taufik at two. Taufik gets up slowly and Dixon goes for a spear. Taufik moves and goes for a clothesline, but Dixon ducks and nails a spinebuster. Taufik holds his back in pain as Dixon tags in Cable. Cable comes in and mounts Taufik. He begins reigning down with elbows to his head as Ian begs for the tag. Cable stands up and tugs Taufik to his feet. He puts his head between his legs and nails a standing powerbomb.]

Bob Herman:"Solid Powerbomb from Cable!"

Thomas Simon:"We could be seeing new Champs here tonight!"

[Ian comes in and goes for a clothesline, but Cable ducks and Andre pulls down the ropes, sending Ian to the outside. Cable turns and lifts Taufik to his feet. He hits a scoop slam and then goes to the top. he leaps off with a splash, but Taufik gets his feet up and Cable eats the boots. Cable is down and Taufik is still down and they try going to their corners. Cable gets to his, but Taufik tags in Ian too. Ian runs in and is nailed with a clothesline from Andre. He gets up into another. Then another. Finally he is nailed with a Samoan Drop and Andre yells out to the crowd. Andre calls for a DDT and Ian gets up slowly. Andre runs at him, but Ian hits a Superkick out of nowhere!]

Bob Herman:"There's that training from Taufik!"

Thomas Simon:"Decapitating superkick right there!"

Ian goes for a cover.

1.....2........

[Andre barely kicks out at 2. Ian pounds his fist against the mat and then stands up frustrated. He begins stomping on Andre who is shaking them off and tarting to stand up. He eventually gets up to his feet and throws some fists to Ian's face. Ian stumbles back and Taufik tags himself in. Andre immediately grabs him and nails an overhead belly to belly, but in mid flip, Taufik's feet nailed the ref in the head sending him crashing to the ground.]

Thomas Simon:"AND THERE GOES THE REF!"

[Everybody looks around as Taufik rolls to the outside. Ian runs over and they both search fro a chair. They pull it out and Ian rolls into the ring. He swings at Andre who backs up. Taufik comes in and grabs Andre from behind. Ian goes to hit Andre with the chair, but Taufik shoves Andre and nails a superkick in the face of Ian. Ian drops the chair and falls hard. Taufik shakes his head and rolls out of the ring. He walk sup the ramp and disappears to the back as everyone is puzzled in the ring. Andre tags in Cable and grabs hold of Ian. He lifts up Ian and lifts him up in the air for a Gorilla Press Slam. He tosses him high and Cable nails and elbow to Ian's face before he hits the ground. Ian folds up and Andre wakes the ref up. Cable goes for the cover.]

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

[The bell rings as "Before I Forget" by Slip Knot hits and the ref hands Chris and Andre the Tag Belts.]

Honey Winters:"Your winners, and NEEEEWWWWW MPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSSSSS, CHRIS CABLE AND ANDREEEE DIXXOONN!!!!!!!!!"

[They begin to celebrate with their new Tag Titles as the fans cheer a little bit. Even though they hate these guys, they hated Taufik and Ian even more. The theme continues as they hop on the turnbuckle and pose with their new gold. The camera cuts to commercial with new Tag Team Champs.]

Thomas Simon: My god! We have new Champions!

Bob Herman: Taufik and Ian just don't have it! Woe look what's going on here!

[Taufik pushes Ian down]

Taufik: This is your fault! You lost our titles!

Ian Andrews: My fault!? Where the hell were you!?

[Taufik pushes Ian and Ian looks out to the crowd. They start cheering as he pushes Taufik back and he falls down on to the mat. Taufik's eyes widen as he looks up at Ian]

Ian Andrews: I work for ME and only ME! I'm done with you!

[Ian walks out of the ring leaving Taufik stunned]

[Backstage in a locker room, a big brown muscle is shown. The camera zooms out as it shows Metta World Peace of the Los Angeles Lakers. The crowd gives a mixed reaction but mostly cheers. He is showing his muscle to Laura Tavares who stands next to him with her hands on her face and an uninterested grin on her face]

Metta World Peace: That's just the bicep. You should see the Tricep.

[Metta turns his arm over as the door open and Johnny Clash walks in with the World Title in full wrestling gear.]

Johnny Clash: Woe!! There he is! The man of the hour. Ron Artest how the hell are ya!

Metta World Peace: The name is Metta World Peace Now.

Johnny Clash: Sure sure, whatever you say Ron. It's so great to have you here! I know you have a game against the Heat tonight but we really appreciate the visit.

Metta World Peace: Hey man wrestling has always been one of my favorite things to watch. But how do you guys do it? How do you fake all those moves?

Johnny Clash: Fake those moves? Oh you mean like jumping off a 15 foot ladder through two flaming tables? Yeah that didn't hurt at all you just have to make sure your back is placed properly.

[Johnny looks at Laura and she rolls her eyes at Metta]

Johnny Clash: Hey listen you wanna compete tonight?

Metta World Peace: Hell yeah I do!

Johnny Clash: Great, I have the perfect match for you! go get ready!

Metta World Peace: Sick man Sick! Thanks a lot!

Johnny Clash: go get em Tiger. Don't punch any fans. I don't wanna pay another lawyer.

[Metta walks out as the scene fades out on Johnny and Laura and in to the ring]

Thomas Simon:  Well folks, here is one of the most anticipated matches of the night...

Bob Herman: Wait?  What?  Are you kidding... this is just the Sin City championship there Tommy boy... the one everyone wants to see besides the 30 man rumble is of course the world heavyweight match...

Thomas Simon:  I simply meant because of all the tension going on between these two competitors.  Drake Hunter and Bliss Fischer had been going at each other non-stop in the last few weeks

Bob Herman: I think TJ Pain said it right though... they should just admit that attraction, bone and get it over with already...

Thomas Simon: Sometimes you amaze me.  Here we go folks... here comes Drake Hunter...

[The beginning of "Chalk Outline" by Three Days Grace bursts through the loud speakers and the lights begin to flash on the entrance ramp, and suddenly familiar images of the "Punk" Drake Hunter begin flashing on the screen. The man himself walks out from the back with his arms outstretched wide as he takes a few steps out into the light, a look of pure arrogance spread across his face.  He Holds the Sin City Belt above his head and then rests it on his shoulder. Drake Hunter looks around for a bit before he brings his arms close to his head and executes his signature "Sweet Dreams" taunt. There are massive boos resounding from the crowd, although there are a few cheers mixed in there, and Drake takes a few steps forward before he spreads his arms wide once again, setting off a set of fireworks as he heads down to the ring. Once there, the referee approaches to take the Sin City belt.  Drake looks at him a moment and then starts to shake his head.]

Thomas Simon: Wow, looks like Drake doesn't want to hand over the title.

[The Ref starts to argue with him when "Careless Whisper" by Seether hits and both men look up.  The crowds break into cheers. Normally, Bliss would have arrived at the top of the ramp by now but it remained empty as her music continued to play. Drake starts to shake his head and laugh.  Bliss' music cues off as he takes a mic from someone beside the ring.]

Drake Hunter:  You all saw that?  Saw what a coward Bliss is?  She was so intimated by me that she can't even show her face here tonight... now what kind of champion is that?  As I've told all you mindless drones in the past, I am the true champion.

[He smirks as the crowd boos.  Suddenly there is a crowd pop. While Drake has been talking, Bliss has made her way into the arena from within the crowd and climbed up behind Drake in the ring.  Drake, confused looks at the crowd.]

Drake: Like I give a flying fuck that you cheer me. 

[Bliss shakes here head, standing with her hands on her hips, listening to him.]

Drake: Come on Goddess... I know you're here.  Come out and face me... this just proves what I've been saying all along.  Your nothing but a useless piece of plastic.  A doll that plays to the crowd and the corporate ideals.

[Bliss is smiling and shaking her head.  She points at Drake and points to her fist.  The crowd starts to cheer again.]

Thomas Simon:  Seems Drake is letting his arrogance get the better of him, he's not even noticing that Bliss is right there.

Bob Herman: What kind of game is she playing?

Thomas Simon: Element of surprise.  She's using a new game plan against the punk

Drake: Still not coming out?  Crying in the back about how much you want me?

[Bliss' face goes red in anger and in a rage she suddenly runs right into Drake from behind.  The Mic makes a muffled sound as it lands on the mat.  The Sin City title landing underneath him.  The bell rings and the match officially begins as Bliss starts to pound her fists into the back of Drake's head.  Drake is still a little dazed but begins to regain his bearings and raises himself up on to his knees, throwing Bliss to the ground beside him.  It doesn't take long for both competitors to be on their feet and staring each other down.  Drake suddenly smirks at Bliss' angry face.  He says something that isn't picked up and it causes Bliss to start cussing him.]

Bob Herman: Wonder what he called her?

Thomas Simon: Don't know but this match isn't going to be won with a war of words.  Come on lets see some more action here.

[Bliss steps up to him, looking up slightly into his face, still appearing to be cussing him out.  The words go back and forth and then Bliss slaps him across the face.  The crowd is on the edge of their seats.  Drake's playful expression changes to anger as he puts his hand to his cheek.  Bliss steps back, a satisfied smile on her face.  Drake's fists clench and unclench.]

Thomas Simon: Here we go... now something is going to start

[Drake takes Bliss' moment of arrogance as an advantage and moves in, grabbing her by the back of her head and swiftly throwing her into the ropes.  Bliss, still a little shocked, bounces and is caught by an Armbar, knocking her to the mat.  Drake leers and pulls her by the hair.  Bliss struggles, trying to punch and claw at his hand as he drags her to the turnbuckle.  He throws her into it hard, she doubles over.  With a smirk, he kicks her swiftly in her recovering knee.  She screams out as she grabs it with both hands.]

Thomas Simon: Dirty tactic by Hunter there.  I'm sure her knee is still a little sensitive.

Bob Herman: Well if it was still bothering her maybe it wasn't time to come back.  Hunter is slaughtering her out there... looks like Hunter just may be our new Sin City Champion.

[Bliss looks up from her knee as Drake leers at her again, motioning with his hand to 'bring it'.  She rises slowly.  Drake, thinking he sees an advantage goes to kick her but she grabs his leg, standing up fully.  She pushes it away and he stumbles a little.  There is a slight look of surprise but it quickly fades as he starts to regain his balance.  Bliss uses her temporary momentum to run after him, jumping on his back and pulling him down to them mat with a reverse bulldog.]

Thomas Simon: (laughing) Seems no one puts 'Bliss' in a corner

Bob Herman: What?

Thomas Simon: You know.. .that line from Dirty Dancing...Bliss was in a corner and...
Bob Herman: (cutting him off): yeah I get the reference, my question is why you know it so well...

Thomas Simon: Well... I...

Bob Herman: Because your a woman?  yeah we already knew that.

[Bliss moves backwards, watching Drake struggle to get up and climbs slowly up on top of the turnbuckle.  The crowds cheers again, knowing she's setting Drake up for one of her signature moves.  Drake, holding his head gets up and bliss jumps from the top rope hoping to connect once again with Drake's head but instead he catches her at the waist, smiles sadistically before throwing her and issuing a kick to her mid-section.  She sinks to the mat.]

Thomas Simon: Was a good attempt by the Goddess but seems she wasn't quite quick enough.  Guess that knee injury has slowed her down a little

Bob Herman: She'll have to move a lot quicker if she wants to beat the punk.

[He grabs her arms and wretches her to her feet, goes to knee her but bliss ducks down, sliding and getting a punch to his groin as she slips away.  Drake grabs his 'area' in pain as bliss gets up.  A ref comes in and starts to yell.  Bliss puts her hands up, claiming that she accidently hit him as she tried to get away.]

Bob Herman: That was a low blow...

Thomas Simon:  the ref believes her... Bat a few eyelashes, shed a tear and any woman in this fed can get what she wants....

[Drake turns and stares a hole through Bliss.  Bliss leans down, putting her hands on the tops of her knees and smiling at him.  He starts to walk toward her and she backs up until she reaches the corner.  Drake is shaking his head as he gets closer.  She then starts to run at him.  He rolls his eyes just as she breaks into a serious of handstand flips, confusing him and kicking him in the chest, stumbling him back into the ropes.   With a smile she backs up again and runs for the ropes beside him, swinging her body through them kicking him again.]

Thomas Simon: Oh my god.  We've just witnessed Bliss' new finisher, Adpropinquat Redemptio.  Drake is down.

[Bliss quickly throws herself over his fallen body as the ref starts to count.]

[1....2... Kickout by Drake.  Bliss Slams a fist against the mat as she moves away from him, eyeing him...waiting.]

[Drake slowly rises to his feet. Bliss throws herself back against eh ropes, giving herself some momentum before  running toward Drake, jumping and throwing him down again with a Tilt-a-whirl Head-scissors Take down.  She once again throws herself on top of him as she breaths heavily.]

Thomas Simon: She's tired but it's well deserved.  I think she's got this now.

Bob Herman: I'm sure it's not the first time she's breathed heavily on top of a man.
Thomas Simon: Oh Shut up Bob.

1...2...3.... BLISS WINS! 

Thomas Simon: Bliss is our new Sin City Champion.  What a fight this was between two dominant foes here in MPW.

[The Ref hands her the belt and throws her arm up in victory.  She smiles as the crowd cheers.  She motions for a mic and one is handed to her as her music cues down.  She walks over to the fallen Drake and leans down.]

Bliss: So Drake... was this the ending you were thinking of?  You know where you prove that you were better than me... that you were going to prove to all these people that this belt belonged with you?  Hmmm... seems that I was right all along.  I am the better champion and I only had to kick your ass up and down this ring to show that.

[Drake raises his head to glare at her and then it turns into a cocky smile.  He shakes his head as he raises himself to his knees. He suddenly knocks the mic from her hand.  they stare each other down for a few seconds before Drake suddenly grabs her head and forces his lips to hers.  he backs up but still holds onto her head while she looks at him shocked.  He then pushes her away forcefully and shakes his head no at her as he slides out of the ring and slowly makes his way back up the ramp, still shaking his head with a cocky smile.  Bliss, still sitting in the ring kind of dazed looks on confused.]

[Drake stands staring at the MPWtron wondering what that was all about.]

 
Thomas Simon: What the hell was that about? I Believe?
 
Bob Herman: I have no idea. Maybe a glitch from the production truck?

Honey Winters: This next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the MPW World Heavyweight Championship!!

Thomas Simon: It’s time Bob!

Bob Herman: Let’s do this Tommy!

[The lights go out, Massacre by Escape the Fate begins to play. Then the stage fills with blue and green, sparks shower down from the MPWtron, and out comes Ash, walking through those sparks, in a hoodie vest, long wrestling gear, black elbow pads, and gloves.]

Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring.... The challenger from Los Angeles California. Ash Soulsfate!

[Ash stops at the entrance way and peeks from under his hoodie and then walks at a comfortable pace with the hood covering his face, smirking most of the time, depending on his opponent. He rolls into the ring, he stands in the middle of the ring and right as the singer of his theme song screams, Ash throws back the hood and exposes his face and holds his arms out at his sides. Once that's done, he goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.]

Honey Winters: And entering the ring also from Los Angeles California.. Your current reigning World Heavyweight Champion... Johnny Clash!

[Walk Away hits as the fans begin to rain down boos. Gold sparks fall from the rafters as Johnny walks through them backwards with his purple cape around his shoulders. He flings his arms out and turns around as the World Title glimmers in the light. He walks straight to the ring and slides under the ropes. He pops up and spins around with his arms out. He hands the belt to the referee]

Thomas Simon: I am so anxious Bob..

Bob Herman: Not to worry Tommy. Johnny will retain

[Both men circle each other than go in for the tie up. Ash sends Clash into the ropes and on the rebound Clash nails a standing dropkick to Ash. Clash gets up and he boots Ash in the face several times before dragging him to his feet. Clash gets an arm wrench but Ash reverses it and hits an arm drag. Ash charges at Clash for a clothesline but Ash ducks and is hit by a clothes line from Clash. Clash kicks Ash about as Ash tries to get to his feet. Ash is on his feet and hits a toe kick and tries to get a side cobra clutch suplex but Clash reverses with elbow shots and a knee shot. From Ash's bent over position Clash backs him self up into the ropes and take a run up to do a running DDT. Clash covers early but only gets a two count for all his troubles. Clash stomps away at Ash and grabs each of Ash's legs. Clash pulls the legs apart and nails a falling head butt smack bang right into Ash's groin. Ash rolls over to his side with his hands over his crotch as Clash begins to kick wildly at Ash's back. Clash picks Ash up and kicks at Ash's knees. Ash seems like he is about to buckle from the assault his knees are taking but is caught into a side suplex and a tight roll up from Clash. One - Two - Thr.... NO! Ash kicks out from the roll up and rolls backwards back up onto his feet.]

Thomas Simon: I have a feeling about this match…..a very good feeling!

[Ash charges with another clothesline attempt but only to miss and be caught into a belly to back suplex and pin. The Referee runs in for the pin. He makes out the pin and spots Ash's leg high up onto the second rope of the ring and orders the pin a void. Clash rolls out onto all fours and hits the canvas in a fit of anger and gets to his feet. Ash is slowly getting up and is struck by Clash with several right hands. Clash swings for an eighth time but Ash blocks it and hits a gut kick. Ash with a shoulder thrust and finally to top it all off a Northern lights suplex and pin. The Referee rushes in and slides before making the pin count. 1... 2... No! Clash gets the shoulder up. Ash then starts hitting elbow shots as the two men are still down on the mat. Ash then gets to Clash' legs and spreads them wide and rams his foot in hard between Clash' thighs. Clash clasps his crotch in pain as Ash begins to capitalise with stomps and right hands to the head. Clash is in a seated position as Ash is behind him hitting in right hands to Clash' temples. Ash locks in a sleeper hold we can be proud of as Clash struggles a little bit. Clash tries hitting Ash's arms but it doesn't work. Clash gets to his feet, still in the sleeper hold, Clash hits elbow shots and gets a head lock on Ash. Ash then counters with a belly to back suplex. Ash grabs Clash' legs and locks in a leg lock. Ash increases the pressure as Clash grunts and groans. Ash locks the leg lock on even harder but Clash manages to reach an arm's length rope. Ash lets go as the referee wards him off of Clash. Ash starts stomping on Clash' leg but is knocked off of his feet by a sweep from Clash. Clash gets leverage on the ropes for the pin. The Referee rushes in. 1... 2... no! He is about to count the three but spots Clash' leg on the ropes and counts the pin fall as a void.]

Bob Herman: I don’t say this often Tommy Boy but I am LOVING this action right now! WOOOOO!

[Ash pushes Clash off of himself and gets to his feet. Clash and Ash lock horns. Clash gets in a couple of knees and backs the Regional contender up against the ropes and whips him across the ring. Ash bounces off of the ropes and is lifted high into the air with a flap jack from Clash. Clash picks Ash up and throws him up with a belly to belly release suplex. Clash picks Ash up by the hair and hits him with a right hand and a left hand before doing another belly to belly release suplex. Clash picks Ash up and delivers a Clothesline, Ash even flips in the air. Clash covers for the pin but some how, some way, Ash musters up the strength to kick out at two. Clash visibly frustrated wonders what he has to do to keep Ash down. Clash starts slowly getting Ash to his feet; Ash surprises Clash and shoves him off.]

Thomas Simon: I’m on the edge of my seat here!!!

[Clash comes back in and Ash starts mauling Clash with furious rights and left and eventually backing him up into the turnbuckle. Ash grabs Clash by the head and drives it right into the turnbuckle several times. The crowd counts along. 1... 2... 3... .4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10! Ash drops down and lets Clash walk forward a bit and than locks in a cobra clutch from behind and drives Clash into the mat with a cobra clutch suplex. Clash bounces off of the mat and slowly starts getting onto all fours. Ash seems like he is in control as he drives his boot into Clash face. Ash picks Clash up and locks in a headlock. Ash picks him up from that position, quickly spins one hundred eighty degrees, gets the inverted headlock and completes the maneuver with an implant DDT. Ash goes to cover Clash but Clash kicks out. Ash goes to bring Clash up to his feet but is hit with a cheap old school eye poke. Ash is temporarily blinded and turns away to face the other way to regain his sight. Clash swings for the lariat, Ash ducks the lariat and nails in his own lariat sending Clash down to the mat. Ash drags over by a turnbuckle and takes a hold of his legs. Ash falls back and catapults Clash into the turnbuckle. Clash falls back a little and is caught with a German suplex. Ash lets go of the German suplex and goes to pick up the champ. Ash whips Clash into the turnbuckle again and places him on top of the turnbuckle in a seated position facing away from the ring. Ash climbs to the top and hits a German suplex off of the top ropes.]

Thomas Simon: HOLY SHIT!

[Both men come down to the apron with a thunderous boom. The crowd is applauding both men’s efforts at this amazing match. Ash struggles to get to his feet first as Clash is clutching the bottom rope. Ash gets up and sees Clash clutching that second rope. Ash rushes at Clash nails a quick knee to the mid section. Ash signals to the crowd that its time to end this. He grabs Clash and spins him around. Clash stands groggy as Ash jumps and nails the Adios Mother Fucker! The crowd buzzes when Clash hits the mat and flips onto his stomach. Ash pins Clash…..The Referee counts…..ONE……..TWO……THRE…….NO Clash KICKSOUT!!!! Ash is in disbelief as Clash mustered up that last little bit to kick out from the Ash’s Claw. Ash looks at the ref saying it was a three count. He argues with the ref and backs him up into the corner. The Referee insists Clash kicked out. Ash turns around and is immediately met by Clash who kicks Ash in the gut and quickly nails the Bloodline out of the nowhere. Clash flips Ash on his back and hooks the leg. The Referee counts ONE…………..TWO………..THR………..Ash KICKSOUT!!!! Ash has kicked out of Bloodline!!!!]

Bob Herman: Both fnishers in a row!!! Both kickouts!!!! UNREAL!

[The crowd applauds in unison as both Clash and Ash are lying on their backs on the mat. Clash gets to his feet first followed closely by Ash. Both men are at opposite sides of the ring using the ropes to hold themselves up. They give each other an intense look then both sprint to each other and when they meet both hit each other with a clothesline taking the other out. Both men hit the mat and flip onto their side. Both men are out of energy as the ref starts his mandatory standing ten count……..1…………2………….3…………….4………..5…….6……..Clash stirs…………..7…….Ash moves……………..8………..9………..Both men get to their feet at the same time. The stare each other down again and Clash takes a quick run to try and surprise Soulsfate. Ash sidesteps him and sends Clash into the ropes. Clash jumps on to the second rope and catapults off. Ash turns around and sees Clash attempting a springboard and jumps hitting a dropkick. The fans cheer as Clash gets sent to the mat. Johnny turns around and Ash sets him up and hits the Adios Motherfucker Again!]

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

[The bell rings and the crowd explodes]

Thomas Simon: OH MY GOD ASH JUST WON THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!

Bob Herman: I cannot believe this!

[Ash gets the belt handed to him and walks to the ramp with the referee raising his arm in victory. Johnny grabs a microphone and leans on the middle rope. He points at Ash]

Johnny Clash: Referee! Referee! You missed it! He held the tights! He held them! He cheated!

[The referee turns around to Ash as Ash puts his hands up and claims his innocence]

Johnny Clash: He gave me a wedgie and cheated! Referee! I demand you restart this match this instance!

[The crowd boos loudly]

Bob Herman: Yes! I saw it too Johnny!

Thomas Simon: You have to be kidding me! Not again!

[The referee holds his hands out as Ash places the belt in it cautiously. Ash than darts in to the ring and attachs Johnny. The fans cheer as the referee follows and rings the bell. Ash mounts Johnny and lays in the punches. Johnny rolls on to the ropes and clings on. The referee counts to four before breaking it up. Ash tells Johnny to get up and he does. Johnny leans in the corner and Ash runs at him. Johnny moves and runs off the ropes. He runs towards Ash and hits a clothesline. He puts his hands up and smiles as the fans boo him]

Thomas Simon: He is so cocky!

[Johnny lifts Ash up and punches him. He puts Ash in the corner again but Ash quickly reverses it as Johnny covers up. Ash backs up and gets ready for a splash but Johnny pulls the referee in front of him and Ash stops short of hitting him. The ref and Johnny exchange words as behind the referee’s back Johnny pokes the eyes of Ash. Johnny lets go of the referee and walks towards Ash. He sets him up once again for the Bloodline. As he lifts Ash up Ash rolls behind Johnny. Johnny turns around and Ash jumps and hits a pele kick!]

Thomas Simon: My god!

Bob Herman: Wow! He hit the kick!

[Johnny looks to go down to the mat but Ash grabs him before he does and hits the Adios Mother Fucker. He pins Johnny again]

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

[The fans go nuts as the bell rings. This time Johnny lays there motionless. Ash gets the belt handed to him as he drops down to his knees. Fireworks explode from the ceiling as Ash clings on to the belt. Ash stands up as the referee holds his arms up.]

Thomas Simon: Ladies and Gentlemen we have a new World Champion!

Bob Herman: No no no no no! This can’t be happening!

Thomas Simon: It already happened Bobby!

[Ash celebrates with the fans before the scene fades out]

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