Date:: Monday, July 23, 2012
Channel: WTN (Wrestling Television Network)
Venue: Orleans Arena, Las Vegas, Nevada
Time:: 9pm EST/ 6pm PST

[Strobe lights are in effect as "School of Hard Knocks" by P.O.D. blares throughout the Orleans Arena. The camera pans up to the commentating skybox in the arena.]

Thomas Simon: Hello MPW Nation and welcome to Monday Night’s Main Event!!!!!!!!! This will surely be another amazing night for Millennium Pro Wrestling as tonight we will crown our very first MPW Champion!!!

Bob Herman: More importantly I am told that my boys will be here tonight! Rage as you know will face Taufik in the Roll of the Dice Qualifier and I just received a text from my main man Johnny Clash Woo! He said he will be here tonight!

Thomas Simon: Wow breaking news by Bob Herman!

Bob Herman: Believe it! WOOOOOO!

Thomas Simon: Well it just shows that anything can happen…..

A New Team in Town!!!

["Chelsea Dagger” by The Fratellis blares through the arena as the fans rise to their feet as ‘Textbook’ Toby Foster blasts through the curtains. He’s wearing Long blue tights with union jack pattern and red boots with 'textbook' written down the side in black writing also elbow pads with union jack pattern and red wrist tape. He raises his arms high in the air and continues to walk down the ring doing so. He shakes hands with all the awaiting fans as he takes a lap around the ring before suddenly taking a run up to the ring, as he slides under the bottom rope. He pops to his feet quickly and climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his arms high in the air to the crowd’s approval.]

Thomas Simon: Wow…..Toby Foster starting the show? I’m curious as to what he has to say.

Bob Herman: What does he think this is Step Up? Toby does not start shows. Looks like the fed is dying time to bail!

Thomas Simon: Really? Why don’t you go tell him that Bobo?

Bob Herman: Ummm….let’s just see what he has to say.

[He signals to the ringside assistant to pass him a microphone and then stands there silent for a few seconds soaking up all the cheers before starting to speak in his strong English accent.]

Toby Foster: Your all probably thinking why I’m out here tonight because I wasn’t scheduled to be here, i wasn’t booked for a match but you all look happy to see me and that makes this young English man smile… so if you’re listening MR general manager I think this speaks for itself

[Toby raises his microphone in the air and the crowd go nuts chanting his name before he continues to speak]

Toby Foster: For someone like me, being from across the sea and half way around the world… it isn’t easy to make friends. I hear all of you screaming my name and it sends shivers down my spine but lets get to the point of why I am out here….I’ve sat in the back and watched everybody just pass me by. I’m the new guy and nobody wanted to make me feel welcome. It’s hard I know because I’m this English kid who is over here in America trying to make a name for myself and I understand that Americans will stick by each other.

Thomas Simon: What’s he getting at?

Toby Foster: All this up until I met another guy who felt isolated, he hasn’t had much luck with making friends around here either so when we bumped into each other in the back, we got chatting and we have a lot in common. The main thing we have in common was that we love tag team wrestling. We grew up watching the same teams like the Hart foundation, Legion of doom and British bulldogs just to name a few. So we came up with the idea of bringing back a dying division. We decided we’re gonna make MPW have the greatest tag division because we are in it. Forget the teams I mentioned our team will be the name people will talk about when they say the greatest team of all time…. so without further ado my new Mate and future MPW tag team champions the lethal weapon, the KO kid its none other than C double Chris Cable….

["Machinehead" By Bush booms over the PA as Chris Cable wearing his "Gospel According to" T-Shirt and sporting jeans and an elbow pad with "KO" on his right elbow as he reaches the stage where he spins followed by showing his elbow to the crowd. Cable walks to the ring high-fiving the screaming crowd along the way. Cable slides into the ring and once again spins showing his elbow but this time fireworks go off on the ring posts. Cable shakes Toby's hand before reaching down to get a mic.]

Chris Cable: Sup MPW!!!

[The crowd scream as Cable continues after they quiet down]

Chris Cable: As you all know my name is Chris Cable and tonight there is going to be a change in MPW, there is something new, something that is going to change the landscape of pro wrestling forever. As most who have been following me for a long time, I am a 9 time tag team champion, tag team wrestling was the breakthrough I had into NYCCW when I won the title with Rye Payne and I haven't looked back ever since. And now I am going to do it again but this time no one is starting off or trying to breakthrough the ranks of the wrestling world. Everyone is this arena, watching at home and everyone in the back know that Toby Foster and I are damn good wrestlers and when you put us together it makes a lethal combination.

[Crowd Pops at Chris’ words.]

Chris Cable: I personally have had a slow start to my career in MPW, I've had opportunities and I have blown them, I haven't made many friends here yet because this place is manifested with jackasses who think they are top shit and people who smell like ocean trout. But then came along people like you Toby who has respect for the business and someone that i myself can respect. Toby and I are here to crack some heads and win gold at the same time!

[Cable hands the microphone back to Toby]

Toby Foster: So what my partner and I want is some competition to prove we will be the greatest tag team that ever lived, that means if there’s any budding team who thinks they could take us down a peg or two please step forward and show yourselves because we wont shy away from any challenge…. That’s enough talking from us so crew hit our new music.

[“We will rock you” by Queen comes blasting through the audio system and the crowd are on their feet singing along as the new team of Chris Cable and Toby Foster each climb to the top turnbuckle and pose for the obeying fans. Foster and Cable are set to leave the ring as the fans cheer them on. Then their music is suddenly cut off.]

Voice: AHEM!

[The crowd looks towards the empty stage and Cable and Foster stop in their tracks and look around]

Voice: I said AHEM!

[Suddenly Cold Hard Bitch by Jet plays around the arena and the fans start to boo]

Bob Herman: Here's my girl! Yes!

[Laura Tavares walks out on to the stage and folds her arms. The music dies down and Laura clears her throat one more time and puts the microphone to her mouth]

Laura Tavares: Well boys! That was a cute moment in there. I'm so glad you were able to come out here and do what you just did. I hear it's becoming legal in more states now too. Maybe one day you guys can adopt a little Nicaraguan child too!

[The fans boo and Cable shakes his head at Toby who laughs at Laura's comment]

Laura Tavares: You know, many people believe that Tag Team Wrestling is a lost art and that it is dying. It is great to see two athletes such as yourselves form a team in these hard times. Unfortunately for you, you aren't the only team that has arrived on the scene here in MPW.

[Toby stands on the apron and yells back at Laura]

Laura Tavares: SHH... As I was saying!

[The fans rain down Boo's and Laura pulls the microphone away and puts her hands on her hips and waits for them to stop]

Laura Tavares: AHEM. As I was SAYING!! You two little love birds aren't the only team here in MPW. I present to you my newest clients and the soon to be FIRST ever MPW Tag Team Champions of the World. The Goddess Factor!

[Maneater by Nelly Furtado hits and the fans continue to boo. Siren and Bliss walk out on to the ramp and stand on each side of Laura. All three strike a pose which makes the fans boo yet again. Toby and Cable shake their heads and mumble to themselves]

Laura Tavares: We are the future of this company, we are the future of the Tag Team Division and we are the girls from your dreams and the women from your nightmares. We are Goddess Factor!

Bob Herman: Yes I love it! These girls are HOT!

Thomas Simon: Keep it in your pants Bob! No one cares! Cable and Foster will be the next Tag Team Champions!

Laura Tavares: The Queen has spoken.

[Maneater hits and the fans boo as the three women link arms and walk backstage with a strut, leaving Toby Foster and Chris Cable stunned in the ring as the camera cuts to commercial break.]

Roll of The Dice Qualifier
Referee: Alex Santiago

Honey Winters: Introducing first.......JASONNN X!!

[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 his opponent is JOHNNN FISHERMANNNN!!!

As the opening riff of "John the Fisherman" echoes across the arena, John Fisherman and Ms. Jasmine Biguns reveal themselves on the stage. They stand side by side, Ms. Biguns hooking her arm around her client's arm as John simply stares into the crowd in disdain. They start walking down the ramp, John ignoring the boos from the crowd as Ms. Biguns agitates them from the comfort of her man's side. When they approach ringside, Ms. Biguns releases her hold, steps back and applauds her man as he performs his signature pose: holding both arms from his signs, his thumbs pointing down and his middle and index finger pointing away (hand gesture like this: ,= ). After a brief moment in this pose, John leaps onto the apron, as Ms. Biguns walks up the staircase in the corner. John enters through the ropes and sits on the middle rope, allowing Ms. Biguns to enter without the struggle of keeping her short skirt from above the waist. They then both stand in the center of the ring. There, John Fisherman does his signature pose once again, this time with Ms. Biguns beside her, resting one hand on his lower back and holding out her other hand to complete the pair's pose.]

Thomas Simon: We will find out at the end of this match just who is going to be the first entrant into the Roll of the Dice match at the Pay Per View!

[The bell rings as Xavier immediately charges at Fisherman and goes for a clothesline but Fisherman is able to see him coming and duck under it before turning around and hitting Xavier with two right hands followed by a dropkick that sends Xavier down. He quickly jumps back up and Fisherman hits him with a clothesline of his own and sends Xavier right back down. As Xavier slowly makes his way to his feet Fisherman is able to hit him with a boot to the stomach followed by a russian legsweep. Fisherman wastes no time as he picks Xavier up and irish whips him into the corner turnbuckle. He charges at him and dives at him with a corner splash but Xavier is somehow able to get his right foot up and connect with Fisherman in the stomach. Fisherman backs off grabbing his stomach in pain. Xavier quickly charges at Fisherman and hits him with a hard clothesline that sends Fisherman down hard. Ms. Biguns climbs up onto the ring and tries to get in the ring but is stopped by the referee who makes her turn back around. Xavier turns to face Biguns and as he mocks her Fisherman hits him with a low blow meanwhile the ref isn't looking. Fisherman quickly hits Xavier with a running bulldog and then hooks his leg for the pin. 1...2...Kickout! Xavier is able to kickout.]

Bob Herman: Fisherman seems to be in control early on here.

Thomas Simon: He seems to be the one that wants this just a little bit more than Xavier!

[Fisherman sits up and begins to complain about the slow count. As Xavier makes his way to all fours Fisherman kicks him right in the stomach sending Xavier flying back onto his back and grabbing his stomach. Fisherman quickly decides to climb up to the top rope and as Xavier slowly makes his way to his feet Fisherman jumps off and connects with a double axe handle to Xavier's back that sends him down again. Fisherman quickly climbs up to the top rope and jumps off connecting with a diving knee drop! He immediately goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout! Xavier does it again. Fisherman gets up angrily as he stares down the referee before picking Xavier up by his hair. Fisherman irish whips Xavier into the rope and as Xavier comes back Fisherman goes for a hard clothesline but Xavier is somehow able to duck under it, bounce off the ropes, and hit Fisherman with a dropkick right to the face. They both bounce up at about the same time but Xavier is able to hit Fisherman with a boot to the stomach followed by a quick suplex. Xavier quickly climbs to the second rope, grabs Fisherman by the head, and swings him around with a Tornado DDT! ]

Thomas Simon: Wow! Great high impact move pulled off by Jason Xavier! I’m a big fan of his!

[He immediately goes for the pin. 1...2...Kickout! Xavier sits up in disappointment as he thought he had the match won. He quickly jumps up to the top rope meanwhile Fisherman is still down. Xavier stands up straight before jumping off with X-Star Press! Fisherman moves! Xavier hits face first into the mat and is immediately in some serious pain. He just missed with a 360 Shooting Star Press and paid the price. Fisherman slowly makes his way to his feet. He picks Xavier up and hits him with a flowing snap DDT. Fisherman stands up and begins to bad mouth the crowd before quickly hitting Xavier with an elbow drop. Fisherman decides to climb up to the top rope himself this time and waits as Xavier slowly makes his way to a vertical base. As soon as he does and turns to face Fisherman he is hit with a missile dropkick to the face by Fisherman. Fisherman again quickly makes his way to his feet and begins to bad mouth the crowd. Ms. Biguns is loving his performance. Fisherman again picks Xavier up by his hair this time hitting him with a hard slap across the chest that echoes through the arena. Fisherman then grabs a hold of Xaviers head and hits him with a Bridging Fisherman Suplex into the pin. Alex Santiago counts…….1………..2……….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Thomas Simon: WHAT ACTION!!!!! John Fisherman has just stamped his spot into the Roll of the Dice match!!! Fans we will return after a few short moments!

The 3 A’s

[The scene begins as Tasha Jordan and Kurt Newman stand in front of the camera. The cameras view is that from the waste up. Tasha has a huge smile on her face as she brings up the microphone to her face and begins the interview.]

Tasha Jordon: Hello MPW Universe. I’m Tasha Jordon and next to me is the one and only, Kurt Newman.

[Cheers can be heard from inside the arena as Kurt gives a smile to show off his pearly whites.]

Tasha Jordon: Kurt, you told us that you have some very important news to share. Before you tell us though, why are you wearing a towel around your waste?

[The camera zooms back to show that Kurt is actually wearing a towel around his waist.]

Kurt Newman: Oh, don’t worry Tasha; I’m wearing something underneath here. It’s not like last time when we did that promo where I was going commando and my towel mysteriously fell off to show off Kurt Jr. What hides beneath this towel is a major surprise.

Tasha Jordon: Well I’m actually interested in what’s underneath there now.

Kurt Newman: I bet you are darling! Now since I’ve been with MPW, I’ve been helping this fed and management to become a power house that it is right now. I’ve been giving management ideas, I’ve been promoting around the world, and the merchandise, especially mine, has been selling off the shelves like hot cakes. Because of all of this, management was nice enough to give me a little present, to show their gratitude for me for all the hard work that I’ve done. Everyone knows that I’m an awesome individual. My nickname is Mr. Awesome. I put the awe in awesomeness. If you were to look up awesome in the dictionary, you would find my face right next to it. I graduated from Awesome University in Awesomeonitcs. I’m a master of Fung Fu Awesome, one of the most deadly forms of Kung Fu. And I follow the three A’s of being awesome: Awesome, Awesomer, and Awesomest. So, may I present to you, the first of its kind and the first Champion here in MPW history! I give to you……………..

[Kurt take the towel off to show the Kick Ass Awesome Title.]

[The belt shines in awesomeness around Kurt’s naked body. The only thing keeping Kurt from being completely nude is that of the Kick Ass Awesome Title. The camera zooms back out to show Tasha with her mouth wide open in shock.]

Tasha Jordon: Wow, it’s so beautiful. I just want to touch it.

[Kurt gives a slight smile as he wraps his arm around Tasha.]

Kurt Newman: Which object you talking about darling?

[Tasha blushes and doesn’t respond as the camera zooms down at the Kick Ass Awesome Title to get a close up of its awesomeness as the screen goes to commercial.]

Singles Match
Referee: Howard Green

[The heavy guitar riffs of Cancer Bats' "Deathsmarch" begin to blare throughout the arena preparing the fans for the arrival of Xavier Daniels. As the lyrics begin to kick in Xavier Daniels bursts out from behind the curtain and onto center stage doing his signature "cut-throat" pose giving the fans a photo opportunity. Xavier then walks down the aisle as the ringside fans pat his arms and shoulders in support for his match. Once Xavier is in the ring he climbs a random turnbuckle and repeats his same pose as "Deathsmarch" begins to slowly fade away.]

Honey Winters: Hailing from Toronto, Ontario Canada, weighing in at 207lbs it's Xavier Daniels!

[The screen cuts to the [fXs] symbol as the first beats of “No Church In The Wild” by Kanye and Jay-Z hit the arena.]

Honey Winters: and his opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia....

[As the song moves into the chosen verse, Freddie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there, bouncing from side to side, before making his slow walk towards the ring.]


Tears on the mausoleum floor
Blood stains the coliseum doors
Lies on the lips of a priest
Thanksgiving disguised as a feast
Rollin’ in the Rolls-Royce Corniche
Only the doctors got this, I’m hidin’ from police
Cocaine seats
All white like I got the whole thing bleached
Drug dealer chic
I’m wonderin’ if a thug’s prayers reach
Is Pious pious cause God loves pious?
Socrates asks, “Whose bias do y’all seek?”
All for Plato, screech
I’m out here ballin’, I know y’all hear my sneaks
Jesus was a carpenter, Yeezy, laid beats
Hova flow the Holy Ghost, get the hell up out your seats
Preach


Human being to the mob
What’s a mob to a king?
What’s a king to a god?
What’s a god to a non-believer?
Who don’t believe in anything?


We make it out alive
All right, all right
No church in the wild

Honey Winters: at a weight of 227lbs he is Freddie Styles.

[Freddie slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. He then stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down and leaning over in a corner, awaiting the beginning of the match.]

[The bell Rings. Both men circle each other a few times before Styles goes in for a grapple. Daniels moves in to punch but Styles is too quick and pulls him into a headlock. He tries un-successfully to reverse it by Styles holds on to Daniels neck. they both make it to their feet, but Styles still has him in a headlock and holding strong. Daniels gets an advantage and uses his momentum to pull out of the lock by Styles and get his arm pinned behind his back. Styles struggles, spins him and pulls the exact same move on Daniels, leaving him the once again in a submission hold. Daniels tries to reverse it and almost gets styles in a position to perform a spine buster, however Styles once again uses his momentum to get out of it and throw Daniels into an Irish whip. As Daniels is returning back, Styles knocks him down with an Armbar that causes Daniels to hit the mat hard. Styles takes the opportunity to pump the crowd by raising his arms. the crowd goes wild with cheers. Behind him, Daniels is slowing rising to his feet and then proceeds to bounce against the ropes to try and get Styles by surprise. Turning at the last minute, Styles is able to jump up and miss the oncoming Armbar. Frustrated Daniels tries to go after him and execute a running kitchen sink but Styles catches his leg and throws him, causing Daniels to go off balance and landing hard on the mat. The crowd cheers Styles again. Styles turns to see a disoriented Daniels getting to his feet and moves quickly to set him up for a pile driver. Daniels is able to reverse it and get a punch into Styles stomach. Styles is still doubled over when Daniels blows another shot to his midsection. Daniels signals to the crowd that he's about to unleash his finisher. Daniels grabs Styles around the neck and performs God's last gift. Styles is unmoving on the mat. Daniels moves in to cover him. Ref counts...1...2....Styles kicks out. He gets up and grabs the top rope in frustration. Styles climbs to his feet with little effort. He notices that Daniels has his back turned. He takes a bit of a run and dives into him knocking both men to the ground. He starts to pummel Daniels with rights and lefts until ref gets involved telling him to back off. Daniels puts up his arms to protect his face..]

Thomas Simon: Great action here tonight!!!

[ Styles hesitates which gives Daniels the opening to pull up his leg and deliver a kick to Styles, forcing him back to the mat. Daniels gets to his face and starts to kick a downed Styles. He grabs Daniels leg during a kick and forces him to his back on the mat. while Daniels struggles to get to his feet, Styles climbs to the second turnbuckle directly behind him. He's on his feet and turns, looking for his opponent when Styles jumps and grabs Daniels by the neck and executes a near perfect Blockbuster. It causes Daniels and Styles to both land on the mat with heavy thuds. The crowd is still going wild. Styles rises to his knees and throws his body over Daniels for the pin. 1....2.... kick out by Daniels. Styles doesn't give up. Before Daniels gets up off the mat he moves in and locks his arm around his neck, locking him into his submission finisher Addiction. Daniels flails his free arm and the ref gets down to ask him if he submits. turning red in the face, Daniels manages to shake his head no. Styles pulls harder. Daniels seems to be having a hard time getting a breath. The ref asks again if he gives up and again Daniels stubbornly says no before his eyes start to roll back and his body goes limp. The ref taps Styles arm and he notices that he's knocked out Daniels for the win. the bell rings and Styles rises. The ref grabs his arm and raises it in victory.]

Thomas Simon: Impressive showing by Freddy Styles tonight! Very impressive! Fans we will be right back with more MPW action!

One Fisch…..Two Fisch…

[Scene opens with Ana putting various items into a plastic tote when she hears someone behind her and turns to see a man she doesn't really know]

Man: Well hello beautiful. I saw you the other day and thought i would introduce myself, I am the Hidden Gem, Justin Fischer and I'm sure I can be just what you’re looking for....

[Justin closes the few feet of distance between them and smiles]

Ana: Sorry, not interested. I'm not into cheesy grease balls.

[She shrugs her shoulders, Justin frowns]

Justin Fischer: but you like guys that don't have any balls...you might as well date a chick if that's the case.

[Ana puts her hands on her hips and clenches her fists]

Ana: You wouldn't know balls if they hit you in the face. Toby has more balls then anyone around here that I've met so far.

[Justin laughs]

Justin Fischer: You've got spunk, I like that.

Ana: I think we're done here Mr. Hidden Gem. You can show yourself out right?

[She turns back to her station. Justin, upset about being turned down grabs her shoulder and forces her to turn back to her]

Justin Fischer: Listen babe, no one rejects me....

Voice: I believe she just did Mate...

[Justin turns to see that Toby Foster has entered the green room and is quickly advancing on Justin. He gets in his face and Justin starts to laugh]

Justin Fischer: Well if it isn't the ball-less wonder now. How's that working for you by the way...have more space there since the removal?

Toby Foster: You can't intimate me and your arrogance is nothing but an insult.

Justin Fischer: What to you? I would think it would just make you jealous that I can actually approach a woman where as you can't. I'm really surprised that she even agreed to date you after your lousy attempt to pick her up...just wanted to offer her a taste of what a real man was like...you know what I mean....eventually she would want to have kids and it's hard to do that without the equipment....

[Toby looks about ready to snap]

Justin Fischer: and you know what, next week it's going to be soooo easy to pick you off and pick up that title win. I'm looking forward to smearing you on the mat like the cockroach you are.

[Toby pushes Justin, Justin raises his fist to punch him when an amused Bliss walked in the door with Siren and Laura behind her. Both men stop, Toby turning]

Bliss: oh damn it, we spoiled the show, my brother was about to make mince meat of that little British wannabe....

[Her and the 2 women laugh]

Toby Foster: What the hell do you three tarts want?

[Bliss has a condescending smile on her face as she turns once again to her gang of girls]

Bliss: oh no...whittle Toby is mad at us....oh no we better go run and hide behind our men.... fuck give me a break dude, your not even worth the sweat I might break out in just destroying your useless hide.

Toby Foster: Are you issuing a challenge Bliss?

[Bliss walks the few steps so that she's nose to nose with the man]

Bliss: I could kill you with one arm tied behind my back, a blind fold and a migraine...that's how insignificant you are to me...then when I was done, I'd let Siren have a little fun. You think that joining up with that Aussie jack ass is going to get you some recognition around here....your freakin' kidding yourself. So to answer your question, no I'm not issuing a challenge because you wouldn't be one for me, let alone Goddess Factor but I'll let you try. After High Stakes, Let's go head to head but just don't go crying when we hand you and your ....[she laughs and shakes her head]…….teammate your asses.

[Bliss turns and the three women leave, still laughing to themselves. Toby turns back to Justin who is leaning against the wall with an amused look on his face]

Justin Fischer: You know I'd love to stick around and finish killing you but it seems my baby sister did a much better job this time...however don't think I'm not done with you. Next Monday you'll see me for 2 seconds because once I put you in a cruise control, you won't be seeing much of anything but the inside of your eyelids.

[Justin shakes his head with a smirk and leaves the room, leaving Toby alone with Ana]

Toby Foster: Are you okay?

Ana: I'm fine. Do me a favour though....make sure you kill all of them....I know that you teaming with that Chris Cable guy was a good move, he's talented. I have faith in you.

Toby Foster: Thanks for the vote of confidence Love and i intend to do just that.

[Scene fades out and goes back to inside the ring.]

Bill Adams’ Supershow!

[The crowd is alive as “My Hero” by Foo Fighters blasts and the crowd gives off a mixed reaction as Bill Adams steps out onto the ramp. He makes his way down and climbs into the ring. He gets a microphone from Honey Winters and begins to speak.]

Bill Adams: Well! As usual whenever I come out I have BIG news……news that I announced last week but I will tell you all again…..Next week’s broadcast of Monday Night’s Main Event will be a 3 hour Supershow!!!! Where the two remaining single’s titles will be on the line! The first being the MPW Television title. This will be decided in the first ever Championship Roulette match! This match will have a 15 minute time limit and the person who records the last pinfall will be champion at the end of the 15 minutes!

[Crowd cheers at this announcement.]

Bill Adams: I know…..I know……but now for the big one! The MPW World Heavyweight Championship will be decided in a 30 minute Ironman match between two men whom seem to have an utter disdain for each other! Jackson Blaze and Trey Baxter!!!!!

[The crowd POPs huge as Bill Adams smiles in all his glory. The crowd is then cut off by “My Own Summer” by Deftones! The crowd roars with boo’s as Rage walks out with his gear already on. Bill Adams looks visibly upset as Rage walks down to the ring. He gets into the ring and walks straight up to Bill Adams intimidating him. Rage walks over and grabs a mic from Honey Winters as well then speaks.]

Rage: So let me get this straight……you have booked two title matches and I am not involved in either one?

Bill Adams: Well you weren’t under contract until las….

Rage: I’m not finished yet! You book the World title match to be Trey Baxter versus Jackson Blaze? Are you mentally retarted? Do you have any business sense at all?

Bill Adams: Well…..

Rage: SHUT UP YOU FAT PIECE OF SHIT! I’M STILL TALKING!!! So those two get a World title match? And also next week the pile of crap Taufik is in the television match? Listen the fans even hate this guy!

[The crowd begins to boo at the mention of Taufik.]

Bill Adams: It was a decis…..

[Rage slaps Bill Adams across the face knocking him to the mat.]

Rage: STOP INTERRUPTING ME!!!! Up next I am facing that walking waste of sperm and I want you to take notice! Because after I pin him 1…..2…..3……I will be in the Roll of the Dice match at High Stakes then I shall take that title shot and take that MPW World title for myself!!!! Now get your balding fat fucking ass out of my ring!!!!

[Bill Adams begins to get to his feet.]

Rage: Not fast enough fatty!

[Rage drops the mic and grabs Bill Adams and hoists him up onto his shoulders. He yells at the crowd who boo back at him. “Unsettling Differences” blasts as some of the crowd pops but mainly boos as Taufik runs down to the ring. He slides under the ropes. Rage drops Bill Adams off of his shoulder and he rolls out of the ring. Taufik springs to his feet and Rage confronts him as the both start exchanging blows.]

Roll of the Dice Qualifier
Referee: Jude Mason

[Rage and Taufik are fighting each in the ring. Taufik starts to gain the upper hand as the fans boo a bit more. Taufik sends Rage into the ropes and on the return Taufik greets him with a catch and release suplex! Rage rolls out of the ring to the outside. Taufik tries to pump the crowd up but they boo him in return. He looks confused at the crowd. From the back referee Jude Mason runs down to the ring and slides in.]

Thomas Simon: Kind of a impromptu start to this match wouldn’t you say?

Bob Herman: I’d say so! Listen to this crowd though Taufik can do no right!

[Rage composes himself as Jude Mason urges him to step into the ring. Rage slowly walks up the ring steps then climbs into the ring. Jude Mason signals for the bell as the match is officially under way. Rage and Taufik come together. Taufik is furious as the he has been waiting a very long time to get his hands on Rage. Rage smirks at him and places one hand up high in the air asking Taufik for a test of strength. Taufik looks reluctant but obliges and grasps Rage’s hand. Taufik goes to hold up his other hand. Rage attempts to grab it but tricks Taufik pulling him in quickly and nails Taufik with the Rude Awakening!!!! Rage hooks the leg right away for the cover. Jude Mason counts……1………2…………THR KICKOUT BY TAUFIK!!!!!]

Thomas Simon: WOW! He kicked out of the Rude Awakening! Rage is in complete shock!

[Rage gets right in Jude Mason’s face blaming him for a slow count. Mason yells back at Rage. Rage is shocked at the sudden strength in Jude Mason’s voice. Rage chooses to ignore Rage and turns around only to be met with the SURPRISE! By Taufik! Rage falls back into the turnbuckle as Jude Mason barely escapes. Taufik snaps and begins to start punching Rage in the mid-section over and over. Taufik pulls him out of the corner and hooks him up in and nails a wrist clutch exploding suplex. Taufik gets back to his feet to see Rage clutch his back from the impact! Taufik goes in for a quick cover…..Mason counts 1…..2…..Rage kicksout! Taufik gets to his feet and goes over to grabs Rage’s head. He slowly lifts Rage up but Rage quickly hits Taufik with a low blow. Jude Mason runs over as he didn’t catch the cheapshot. Taufik is hunched over as Rage gets to his feet and quickly nails a spike DDT on Taufik. Rage rolls Taufik over and covers him. Mason counts…..1…..2…..Taufik kicksout! Rage looks annoyed but gets to his feet. He helps Taufik up then proceeds to send him to the opposite corner. Taufik’s back nails the turnbuckle with HUGE impact as he falls to the mat. Jude Mason goes to check on Taufik. Rage uses this little distraction to untie the top turnbuckle cover. He grabs it and tosses it outside. Rage turns around and walks over to Taufik. Rage helps Taufik up and goes to toss him into the corner. Taufik has the presence of mind to reverse and sends Rage into the exposed turnbuckle. Rage chest hits first as he walks slowly backwards. Taufik clutches him and nails a beautiful german suplex. Taufik holds it into a bridge! Mason counts…..1……….2………THRE………….NO! RAGE KICKS OUT! Taufik doesn’t waste any as he gets to his feet and grabs Rage’s head. He is lifting Rage up but Rage quickly pushes Taufik away who proceeds to collide with Jude Mason sending him into the exposed turnbuckle laying him out. Taufik turns around to check on Jude Mason.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no! What’s Rage doing?

[Rage quickly goes to the outside and lifts the ring apron and finds his sledgehammer. He slides back in the ring and smirks. Taufik turns around and sees Rage trying to hit him with the sledgehammer. Taufik ducks as and nails a turning Rage with the SURPRISE! Again! Rage drops the hammer and falls against the ropes. One the rebound Taufik trips him up and continues to lock on the Taufik Crossface! Rage is struggling…..he finally relents and taps out!!! Rage continues to tap out but Jude Mason is still out. Taufik releases the hold and goes over to revive Jude Mason. Rage crawls over and grabs the sledgehammer. Taufik finally manages to revive Jude Mason. Mason still groggy clutches the ropes. Taufik goes over to grab Rage but gets instantly nailed with the sledgehammer to the face. Taufik collapses to the mat. Rage tosses the sledgehammer outside. He crawls over and covers Taufik. Jude Mason sees this and falls to the mat and starts to count……1……………..2……………….3!!!!!!!!!!!]

Bob Herman: YES YES YES YES! RAGE WON!!!

Thomas Simon: Taufik had that won! He made Rage tap out!!!

Bob Herman: Who is the man that is advancing to High Stakes?

Thomas Simon: Rage…..

Bob Herman: That’s right……that is all that matters!

[“My Own Summer” blasts as Rage has his arm clutched as he walks up the ramp to a chorus of boos. He mocks some fans as he goes up and the camera cuts to commercial break.]

Singles Match- Trey Baxter on Commentary
Referee: Howard Green

[‘Guerilla Radio” by Rage Against The Machine blares as the crowd POPS once the song comes together and Trey Baxter walks out! He walks down the ramp the goes around the ring. He sits at the ring announcers table and puts on a headset.]

Trey Baxter: Test, test…..You hear me?

Thomas Simon: We hear you loud and clear Trey! Welcome it’s a pleasure having you call this next match with us.

Bob Herman: Speak for yourself Thomas. I’m not too happy with this.

Trey Baxter: Chill out old man. If you’re not happy go pop a Viagra and watch some over 80 porn! I’m glad to be here but namely I want a front row seat for when Kurt beats Jackson Blaze!

Thomas Simon: HA! He got you there Bobo! Let’s get right to the action MPW fans!

[The arena fills with cheers as "Infection by the Bellrays" plays throughout the arena. Kurt makes his way out with two female models on each side of him. Kurt has a huge smile on his face as he makes his way down the ramp and to the ring. As the three individuals make their way to the ring, Kurt quickly jumps up to the ring and sits on the bottom of the rope. The two females slowly make their way up to the ring and pass underneath the ropes that Kurt is sitting on. Kurt flips into the ring and makes his way over to one of the ring post as streamers of different colors fill the ring. Kurt claps his hands in celebration as he jumps off the ring post and walks over to the two ladies who smile at Kurt as he leans over and kisses both of them on the cheeks.]

Honey Winters: Standing at 6’0, 220lbs! Coming from Chicago Illinois…..he is Kurt Newman!

[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. He pops to his feet then walks over to the far corner. He waves to Trey who just stares back at him with hate.]

Trey Baxter: You know when you just instantly hate some people. Yeah! That’s Blaze!

Thomas Simon: Trust me Trey…..I know the feeling all to well….

Bob Herman: What? Something wrong?

Honey Winters: And introducing next, the self proclaimed King of MPW, from right here in Las Vegas Nevada.....Jackson Blaze!

[The Bell Rings and the men circle each other. Blaze offers a cocky smile. He motions his hand in a 'just bring it' gesture. Kurt moves in. The two lock arms in a grapple. Blaze is the first to break free. He pushes Kurt back against the ropes. He moves quickly to deliver a series of punches to his head and midsection. Kurt sinks to the mat with a heavy thud. Blaze kneels down to grab the chin of the fallen man and force him to his feet. He throws him into the turnbuckle. Kurt hits his head off it and bounces. Blaze grabs him again by the back of the head. Blaze forces him into the opposite turnbuckle. Kurt recovers on the way and is able put his hands out to catch himself. he is then able to move out of the way of a charging Blaze. Blaze hits the turnbuckle by surprise with a gasp. Blaze sinks down disoriented. Kurt starts to kick Blaze's midsection until he's on his knees. Kurt then begins to punch him in the head. Kurt then drags him away from the ropes. Using blaze's dazed condition to his advantage he pulls Blazes arm and applies the KFC submission move. Blaze flails with his free arm for a few minutes. Howard Green keeps asking if Blaze gives up. Blaze tells the Howard Green to 'fuck off' through laboured breaths. Using a bit of unrealized momentum, he forcefully shoves Kurt backwards into the ropes. The Crash causes him to release his hold on Blaze. Blaze gives Newman a shove. Newman stands his ground and mocks Blaze. Blaze is obviously pissed off when he sees this. Blaze moves in to deliver a super kick but Newman dives out of the way! Instead Howard Green gets nailed with the kick and falls to the mat knocked out.]

Thomas Simon: Wow Blaze looked pissed off there. But I’m pretty sure he won’t be upset at knocking out Howard Green.

Trey Baxter: Knowing the way Blaze is he planned that.

[Blaze quickly slips under the ropes. He pulls up the apron to look under the ring. Newman follows him. He lands on the mat beside the ring. He looks at Blaze. Blaze pulls out a steel chair. Newman starts to back away from the advancing Blaze. He backs into the barrier with surprise. Blaze swings the chair. Newman ducks. Blaze hits the chair off he barrier with a loud clanging sound. Newman uses this opportunity to his advantage and punches Blaze in the stomach. Blaze doubles over. He takes a few staggering steps back to the ring apron. Newman smiles to himself. He spins to address the crowds of screaming fans, mistakenly leaving his back turned to Blaze. Blaze uses the ring to steady himself. An evil smile crosses his lips. Blaze crouches down and prepares himself. Newman turns a triumphant pre-mature smile on his face. Blaze takes a run and spears him in the stomach. Newman is hit hard. Both men are to the mats surrounding the ring. Blaze stands. He looks over the downed form of his opponent. He grabs Newman by the head and proceeds to toss him into the ring where the recovering ref is starting to stand. Howard Green motions for both men to get back in. Howard Green begins to count Blaze out. Blaze dives in under the bottom rope. He goes in for the cover on the prone figure of Kurt Newman. Newman unexpectedly rolls out of his way. Blaze starts to curse. Both men make to their feet. Blaze gets in Newman's face and starts to yell at him. Newman's response is to smirk at him, causing Blaze to get angrier. He gives Newman a hard push. Newman pushes him back and he own curses in response. This goes on until they're pushing each other, each push getting harder.]

Trey Baxter: See that’s how you beat Jackson Blaze. Get inside his head. Kurt is doing a great job!

[A look crosses Blaze's face. Blaze tackles Newman to the mat. He begins to attach him ruthlessly with right and left blows to the head. Howard Green moves in and tries to pull Blaze off with a tug to his shoulder. Blaze brushes the ref's hand away. He continues his attack. the Ref pulls him a little more forcefully this time. He stands for a minute, looking down at Newman. He shakes off his anger. Newman is hardly moving. Blaze goes in for the cover. The ref counts. 1....2.... Newman kicks out. Blaze turns on the ref, accusing him of counting too slowly. Howard Green gets right back in Blaze’s face backing him off. Blaze looks very angered. He pulls back his fist to punch Howard Green but is stopped immediately by Newman who immediately picks him looking to hit the Gemini Driver. Blaze gets lifted up and kicks his foot out further hitting Howard Green in the face. Another Ref Bump! Green goes down as Blaze carries his momentum and floats over Newman’s shoulder. Blaze lands as Newman turns around and is met with a Bastardizer by Blaze! Blaze gets up and sees Howard Green knocked out. An evil smile crosses his face as he goes outside the ring. Blaze begins to walk towards Trey throwing insults his way.

Thomas Simon: Whoa what’s Jackson doing now?

Trey Baxter: Oh I get it he’s trying to provoke me….Blah blah blah…..get back in the ring you twisted fuck!

[Blaze walks right up to Trey.]

Trey Baxter: What do I look pretty or something? I’m flattered but I don’t swi….

[Trey gets interrupted when Blaze slaps him right across the face knocking him out of his chair. Trey is shocked at first but then rips his head phones off as Blaze backs up to get back in the ring. Baxter stands up and is beat red with anger. Blaze creeps into the ring as Trey dashes and slips under the ropes. Trey springs to his feet and stares down Blaze who still has that sick evil grin across his face. Trey runs at Blaze to spear him. But Blaze counters and turns out of the way causing Trey to nail Kurt Newman with the spear. Newman was just getting to his feet then gets nailed right back down with a spear. Trey still angry gets up to his feet and is met with a Bastardizer from Blaze. Trey hits the mat and flips over popping out of the ring. Blaze drags Newman away from the ropes and covers him. Howard Green slowly comes to and sees this, then slow counts. 1……………………2………………….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[“Wild Side” blasts as the fans boo and Blaze gets to his feet surveying the damage he has done. Howard Green grabs Blaze’s arm to raise his hand in victory. Blaze lets him hold his arm up for a little bit then as Howard goes to pull away Blaze pulls him back and nails him with the Bastardizer!!! The fans boo even more as Blaze rolls out of the ring and slowly walks backwards up the ramp. The camera pans over and you see Trey Baxter coming to his feet staring a hole right through Blaze. Blaze motions at his waist signalling that next week he will be MPW Champion.]

Thomas Simon: Wow! Unbelievable! Blaze weasels his way to another win!

Bob Herman: A win is a win Tommy Boy!

Thomas Simon: A beautiful match ruined by Jackson…..fans we will be right back…..sickening!

An arrival of a former friend.

[A Limo pulls up and the fans wonder who will step out from it. Black dress shoes hit the ground and the camera pans up on Johnny Clash. He smiles and takes off his sunglasses and sniffs the air]

Johnny Clash: ... smells like prostitutes, self loathing and guilt. I must be back in Vegas Ha Ha!

[The fans boo and Johnny walks towards the arena. He turns the corner and sees Chris Cable standing with Tim Bowers doing an interview]

Tim Bowers: Well Chris you heard what Laura Tavares said earlier tonight. She is now with Goddess Factor and promises a Tag Team Title reign. Your thoughts?

Chris Cable: I don't care what that hoe has to say. I have been hearing her run her mouth for way too long now and it's about time she takes her fat ass and gets the hell out of MPW.

[Johnny walks up to the other side of Tim Bowers and laughs]

Johnny Clash: Hey illiterate black! Ha ha! That was a good one Chris. You know, calling her a Ho and all. It's funny because I remember back in the day when we were "Friends"

[Johnny makes quote marks in the air]

Johnny Clash: You used to tell me how great Laura was. How awesome she was. How hot she was. And believe me Christopher that was pretty awkward hearing you drool over my wife

[Chris raises his eyebrows]

Johnny Clash: So, how about you and your boyfriend take a backseat, pun intended and step back as Goddess Factor takes the Tag Team Championships.

Chris Cable: How about…….

Johnny Clash: Blah Blah! How about this!

[Johnny throws a punch at Cable and he stumbles back. Tim Bowers moves out of the way and Johnny spears him down. He mounts him and throws punches at him. Cable tries to cover up as Clash gets off of him. He throws off his suit jacket to the side]

Johnny Clash: Had enough Chris? Had enough yet? You will never learn!

[Johnny stomps on Cable and lets him up to his feet. Johnny takes Cable's head and throws him in to an equipment box. Cable lies on the ground holding his head as Clash takes a microphone cable and wraps it around Cable's neck. Johnny glances to his right and sees Toby Foster running towards him. Johnny runs away and Toby takes the cable off his neck. Chris coughs and holds his neck]

Toby Foster: Get a medic! Hurry!

[Scene fades back to Bob and Thomas.]

Thomas Simon: Boy….that was disturbing what the hell is he doing here?

Bob Herman: Whatever my boy Johnny wants to do he does! Believe it Tommy Boy WOOOOOO!

Thomas Simon: You’re an idiot……Fans up next we have our HUGE main event where we will crown the first MPW North American Champion!

MAIN EVENT
North American Championship

Freddy Class: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the North American Championship……………

[Freddy Class is interrupted by “School of Hard Knocks” The fans POP as MPW CEO Shawn Hall walks out onto the stage with a mic in hand.]

Shawn Hall: Freddy I am sorry to interrupt you but I have an executive decision to make! You may be wondering why the general manager isn’t out here making this announcement. Well you see it seems after being almost beaten up yet again he left…..Bill Adams left this show because of his fear of what Rage or even his partner Johnny Clash might do. I for one will not allow this to continue at all! MPW is controlled by the fans not by the True Wrestling Icons! So next week I will address Johnny Clash and Rage face to face and let them know just who really is in charge here.

[Crowd pops!]

Shawn Hall: Now to the other reason as to just why I am out here. This match will be held under extreme rules! Meaning falls will count anywhere!!! I want a winner! YOU the fans deserve to have a champion crowned tonight! And THAT is just what you will all get! Thank you!

Thomas Simon: WHAT A HUGE ANNOUNCEMENT!!! Fans we will be right back with the Main Event!!!!

[Camera fades back into the arena with Freddy Class standing by.]

Freddy Class: OK…..now let’s try this again! Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall and is now an Extreme Rules/ Falls count anywhere Match for the North American Championship and Introducing First! From Bavaria, Germany weighing in at 280lbs, he is APOSTLEEEEEEEEE KRIIIIIIIIIIIED!!!!

['Money' by Brian ‘Head’ Welch blares and Kried appears at the top of the ramp, raising his arms. The crowd cheers as he strides down toward the ring. He climbs over the ropes and raises his arms once more before his music dies down and he awaits Aidan Caine.]

Freddy Class: And his opponent……….from Charlotte, North Carolina weighing in at 251 lbs……..he is.AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ "Get Ready For The Smack Down!"

The arena lights dim as red and blue spotlights begin to circle overhead and the fans are on their feet in a huge pop as, at the end of the refrain, Aidan Caine runs out from the backstage area. He pauses momentarily at the top of the ramp to run first to the left side of the stage and then to the right, throwing his arms wide and further rousing the already raucous crowd with his playful antics. Then Caine sprints down the ramp, slides into the ring, and leaps up onto the nearest turnbuckle urging the crowd on until the entire arena is clapping to the addictive beat of the music.]

DING DING DING!

[Kried and Caine circle each other as they wait for the bell. The bell ring but both men don't seem bothered Caine yells out at Kried! Kried then runs at Caine but Caine side steps and exits the ring. Caine looks at Kried then turns and leaves as the crowd looks confused, but as Caine reaches halfway up the ramp Kried slides out from under the ring ropes and runs at Caine. Caine turns around and throws a wild right hand at Kried but Kried just carries on staring at Caine. Kried then throws several right hands that are followed by several left hands from Caine, Kried kicks Caine in the gut so that Caine bends over, Kried lifts Caine up onto his shoulders and walks over to the edge of the ramp, Kried finally powerbombs Caine of the ramp and in the gap between the ramp and the barrier which is just plain concrete floor, as Caine lands he bounces of the floor making the crowd pop. Kried jumps of the ramp, he walks over to Caine and kneels beside him, Kried yells out abuse which is followed by a right hand each and every time. Kried stops throwing punches and gets to his feet, he lifts Caine of the ground and onto his shoulder, Kried turns to face the ramp then runs forward at it, just before it he throws Caine of his shoulder and into the side of the ramp, Caine head bounces of to a huge impact.]

Thomas Simon: Just like all week on twitter Caine is trying to get inside of the head of Kried earlier on but to no avail!

[Kried stands over Caine with a mad look in his eye, Kried lifts Caine onto his shoulders again and looks to repeat the move he did a few moments ago, but at the last moment Caine slides off to land behind Kried, Kried spins around and gets met with a kick to the gut, Caine turns him around then grabs the hair of Kried and uses it to throw Kried through the side of the ramp to a large pop from the Orleans Arena crowd. Caine bends over tired, when he brings himself back to full height we see him smiling. MPW Refs run down the ramp, until they reach the wreck which is about halfway down, they jump down from the ramp and enter the hole that Kried made as he went through it. There is a lot of talking and the fans whisper to each other, a few more refs arrive with six paramedics running behind them. A Stretcher is then brought down by two more paramedics. After a while the paramedics remerge, with Kried bleeding on the stretcher, they walk up the ramp and stand on the stage trying to fit the stretcher through the exit, Caine walks up the ramp and stops to look at Kried laying on the stretcher, Caine punches away at the already blooded face of Kried , he yells at Kried to bring it on, but suddenly Kried hits a stiff right hand on the nose of Caine who looks shocked, Kried rolls of his stretcher and runs at Caine clotheslining him when he reaches him.]

Bob Herman: Amazing! I am sensing some genuine hatred between these two.

[Kried kicks away at the ribs of Caine, then jumps down from the ramp and goes through the hole in the side of it, Kried returns to Caine with a steel chair in hand. Kried holds the chair high above his head then brings it crashing down on the ribs of Caine he repeats it ten times, each shot getting a louder and louder pop from the fans. Kried eventually stops as the blood pours from the mouth of Caine, which shows possible internal injures. Kried then pounds away at the head of Caine, but Caine turns over and makes Kried falls flat on his back, Caine pounds away but as soon Kried throws a punch Caine walks away.]

Thomas Simon: I don’t think anyone expected this at all!

[Kried gets up and covers his forehead with his right hands index and middle finger; he moves his hand away to show another gash that goes with the massive amount of blood already pouring from his forehead. He walks down the ramp eyeing Caine who is coughing up blood. Kried enters the ring and walks towards Caine, Caine tries to back away but just bumps into the ring ropes behind him, and Kried runs forwards and spears Caine knocking him to the ground. Kried blatantly chokes Caine, Caine reverses it with a surprise short arm scissors but Kried rolls out of the move immediately. Both men get to their feet, Caine runs at Kried but Kried uses Caine’s momentum to whip him into the corner. Kried walks up to Caine and sends a few knees to the gut, a few elbows and a few punches at the ribs, and then Caine falls to the mat in a crumpled heap. Kried looks ready to cover Caine but shakes his head and walks over to the turnbuckle. Kried fiddles with the top turnbuckle padding then removes it. Kried lifts up Caine and whips at the turnbuckle with the removed padding, Caine hits it hard he flies over the turnbuckle to the outside. Kried slides under the bottom rope to the outside area.]

Thomas Simon: This is more of a fight than a match!

[Kried eagerly waits for Caine to get up, Caine gets to his feet and then stumbles right into the path of Kried who lets fly with a right hand that Caine eagerly ducks, Kried turns around to face Caine who kicks Kried in the head with a high kick. Caine turns to the ring barricade and begins to remove the top part of the padding; the crowd roars as they see the bear solid concrete. Caine lifts Kried up so that Kried sits on his shoulders, Caine powerbombs Kried but does it so that the back of Kried head crashes into the solid concrete on the way down. Kried squirms on the outside of the ring clutching the back of his head in agony. The ref looks concerned but before he can do anything Caine lifts up Kried this time hitting him with a tombstone piledriver.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD! I'm surprised that Kried hasn’t been concussed yet!

[Caine once again lifts Kried up and sets him up for another tombstone, but this time Caine climbs onto the ring barricade with Kried. Caine fights for his balance and then the inevitable happens, Caine hits a destructive tombstone piledriver, off the barricade and onto the concrete floor of the crowd area. The crowd pops HUGE and starts chanting “MPDUB! MPDUB! MPDUB!” ]

Thomas Simon: Listen to this raucous crowd!

[Caine helps Kried up and rolls him back into the ring. Kelvin Gordon surveys the drips of blood from both men and shakes his head in disbelief. He slides in the ring. An exhausted Caine covers Kried. Gordon counts…….1………..2………….THRE……KRIED KICKED OUT!!!! KRIED KICKED OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gordon and Caine look on in disbelief as the German War Machine has kicked out from his head being driven into the concrete. The fans are chanting “KRIED’S A BADASS! KRIED’S A BADASS!” Caine quickly covers again and only gets a two count in return!!! A visibly frustrated Caine helps get Kried to his feet. Caine spins Kried around attempting a Tria Mera. Kried gets the strength to block it. He spins around and kicks Caine in the guy then double underhooks and nails the Ride of the Valkyries!!!!!! Kried is flat on his back as is Caine both men are brutally beaten and out. Kelvin Gordon starts with the standing 10 count…….the crowd joins in……1………………..2…………….3……………..4…………….5………..Kried moves a bit…………..6………………..7………………8……..Gordon stops his count as Kried gets the strength to roll his arm across Caine. Gordon counts……..1……………………..2………………THRE………………NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CAINE GETS A SHOULDER UP!!!!! Kried lies in disbelief!!!! A bloodied Kried slowly gets to his feet and helps Caine up. Caine gets a burst of energy and breaks Kried arms away spinning him around and nails the TRIA MERA!!!! Gordon counts 1…………..2………THRE…………NO!!!!!!!!!!! UNBELIEVEABLE!!!!! KRIED JUST KICKED OUT OF THE TRIA MERA!!!!]

Thomas Simon: When will this end???? How much more can these two give us?!?!?!?!

[In the ring Caine grabs the bottom rope. Kried is still down on the mat. Caine gets to his feet and staggers over to Kried. Caine looks almost life less. He goes and grabs Kried’s head lifting the big man to his feet. Caine turns Kried around and attempts another Tria Mera. Kried stops Caine from lifting him up. He breaks Caine’s arms free and spins around. Kried nails Caine in the gut with a kick. He grabs the arms and underhooks them again.]

Thomas Simon: Another Ride of the Valkyries?!?!?!

[Kried goes to lift Caine but in his exhausted state he fails the first time. The crowd starts chanting “KRIED! KRIED! KRIED!” Caine gets a sudden burst of energy and breaks arms free grabbing Kried’s legs from underneath him. Kried falls to his back and Caine flips over holding both legs for a bridging cover. Gordon counts…….1…………..2…………..3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Thomas Simon: CAINE WINS!!!! MY GAWD WHAT A MATCH!!!! CAINE WINS AND IS THE FIRST MPW NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION!!!!!

Freddy Class: Ladies and gentlemen the winner of the match and NEWWWWWWWWWWW MPW North American Champion Aidan CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNE!!!!

[“Get Ready for the Smackdown!!!” blasts throughout the arena as Caine is handed the MPW North American Title. He collapses against the ropes as Kried is lying exhausted on the mat. The crowd is on their feet applauding the efforts of both men. Caine holds the title up high in the air to a huge pop.]

Thomas Simon: I have seen many matches in my day fans but hardly any of them have topped this. What started with a spine buster last week transformed into an all out brawl tonight! I am in complete awe of what I have just witnessed.

[Kried is struggling to get to his feet on his own power. Caine sees this and nods in approval. He walks over to Kried and helps the German Giant to his feet. Caine and Kried stare face to face. Caine extends his hand out to Kried. Kried looks out to the crowd as they roar in approval. Kried shakes Caine’s hand back as they nod in respect to one another. Kried slides out of the ring as Caine celebrates in the ring some more and the cameras cut to commercial.]

Coroner’s Report?

[The scene cuts backstage as you see Trey Baxter walking towards his dressing room still obviously upset from what happened earlier tonight. He enters the room and comes to a full stop. Along the walls you see a smeared, dark reddish substance, almost like a trail of blood. He scans his eyes down the trail until he sees words the words "Learn the truth" spelled out on the wall in the same reddish substance. Under the words, Trey notices a manilla folder sitting on a table with a small note attached to it. He quickly walks toward the tale and picks the folder up, ripping the note off it to read aloud.]

Trey Baxter: Pay close attention, Trey. Get retribution for this action, so you wife and unborn child death's weren't in vain.

[Trey seems confused as he tosses the note aside and opens the envelope.]

Trey Baxter: Coroner's Report?

Coroner's Case #:2004-254
Race: White
Sex: Female
Date of Death: 5/22/2004
Body Identified by: Unknown
Case #001164-22E-2004
EVIDENCE OF TREATMENT: N/A
NOTES:
We we're able to get the subject to the hospital after being pulled from the wreckage before the body was deceased. However, once we got her into surgery, we learned that the subject was with child. Once we successfully delivered the baby, the subject began suffering from severe blood loss. We couldn't save her, but her baby was born, 8 weeks premature with underdeveloped lungs. The baby was put on a respirator and seemed to be touch and go at first, but then he pulled through.
OTHER NOTES:
Adoption pending, currently looking for a the child's Birth Father.

[After reading the final line, Trey's face turns pale as a ghost as his eyes widen.]

Trey Baxter: She gave birth before dying? I have a son?

[Trey's face now shows signs of complete anger as he slams his fist into a locker.]

Trey Baxter: I was at the damn hospital when she died of blood loss. How the hell could I have not known this?

[Trey slams his fist into the locker again, however this time a picture falls from inside the manilla folder as he does. Trey bends over picking the picture up and as he does, his face goes pale white again. He drops the note and folder to the ground as he stares blankly at a photo of a young, brown haired 8 year old boy that looks near identical to him. Trey says nothing, as the shot fades away with him still staring blankly at that picture.]

Shit just got real!

[Suddenly, the beginning of "Bound' by Disturbed booms throughout the arena and the fans immediately spring to their feet, getting to their feet and cheering incredibly loudly as none other than the "Punk" Drake Hunter emerges from the back and walks a couple of steps before raising both of his fists high in the air, bending down to one knee and placing both of his fists on the side of his face in a "Sweet Dreams" pose, before he walks forward another couple of steps and placing his arms in a cross position, setting off a series of fireworks that spread throughout the entrance stage.]

Bob Herman: What is he doing out here?

[Drake emerges through the smoke that the fireworks created and begins to walk forward towards the ring, high fiving fans on his way through. He gets to the ring apron and climbs on with on leg before he gets both up and faces the fans, raising a fist once again. As Drake enters the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle he executes another Sweet Dreams taunt and another cross pose before he climbs down and grabs a microphone.]

Drake Hunter: It seems i have a bit of a problem on my hands.

Immediately the fans interrupt into a short chorus of cheers, and Drake smiles as he waits for the fans to die down]

Drake Hunter: And that problem's name is Johnny Clash.

[Now the fans begin to boo, hearing the name of MPW's newest signing, along with his cohort Rage. The camera pans across a sign saying "TWI - True Wankers Incorporated" and another that says "Clash sucks", before panning back to Drake, who is standing inside the ring with a smile on his face]

Drake Hunter: Now, as some of you may know, i have a long running history with Mr. Johnny Clash. I wrestled him more times than i can count in New York City, when we were headlining our old company. Ever since Johnny beat Raven for that World title that he still has in his possession, he seems to have changed. No longer is he a hard-working energetic young guy who is striving to become the best. No, now he is just a rich little fucker that only cares about his next pay check.

[The fans light up with excitement once more as Drake pauses and waits for the chanting to cease again, however he is forced to wait a while as they continue to chant "Johnny sucks"]

Drake Hunter: That's right people, Johnny does suck, although i'm betting not as much as his little wife, who seems to look like she has a knack for it. Isn't that right Bob?

[The fans light up once more, the relatively small Orleans arena goes absolutely ecstatic as the camera zooms up on an enraged Bob Herman's face, staring daggers into Drake's eyes. The camera zooms back up on Drake's face, which is not fazed by the stare of Bob Herman, and he waves one free hand at Bob, who then goes into a fit of rage, getting to his feet and wanting to get back at the Punk.]

Drake Hunter: I'd tell you to come get me, but since arthritis and old age has stopped you from moving two feet before you start complaining about your back, i think i'll just let you sit there and look like a deranged orangutan. So i digress. You people have had three weeks of great, quality television in Millennium Pro Wrestling. You've had quality matches, you've had entertaining segments and you've have twists and turns that stop your hearts. Oh yeah, and you've had two goons with a combined IQ of a goldfish running around and attacking everybody they see. Now THAT'S quality television, am i right?

[The fans begin to boo at the question, signifying their answer.]

Drake Hunter: There you go, 100% of the MPW universe hates to see oafs lumbering around the ring and backstage attacking people as they go. And that population includes ME.

[The crowd stands behind Drake Hunter]

Drake Hunter: I have been assaulted, attacked and almost injured at his hands and I’m sick of it! Now you insult my best friend on twitter, someone who is like a sister to me and your former Tag Team partner, Raven. You made things personal so Johnny get your ass out here! No more blindsides I’m right here ready for you!

[Drake Hunter takes his shirt off and throws it in to the crowd to some girlish screams. After a few seconds drake yells COME ON! Finally Hero by Skillet hits and the fans boo. Johnny walks out on to the stage laughing and nodding. The NYCCW World Championship is around his waste. He applauds on his way down. He steps into the ring and calls for a microphone]

Johnny Clash: Bravo Drake, Bravo. Please continue I want to keep hearing the vomit that you spew out.

[Drake backs down and yells at Johnny]

Johnny Clash: You have guts kid I’ll give you that, but you have to earn your spot and learn your place in this business. Who the hell are you to call out someone like me? A 14 year Veteran of this business. A former multi time World Champion and well now that I think of it I still am World Heavyweight Champion of NYCCW since no one has ever beat me.. That includes you Punk!

[The fans boo some more]

Drake Hunter: You are a disgrace to every Legend that had held that title before you and you are the reason that NYCCW failed!

Johnny Clash: No no no no. See you have it all wrong there. You must have missed something while you were fighting the guy in the paintball mask. You see the reason that NYCCW failed was you. You and that masked freak that ran that place had not a clue what the wrestling business was. You are like a certain old fart in Connecticut that thinks this is an entertainment business. Well get this straight THIS IS A WRESTLING COMPANY AND I CAME TO WRESTLE!

[The crowd boo’s Johnny, but cheers his statement]

Johnny Clash: You have no place telling me what to do and coming out here challenging me to a fight. I do things on my terms when and where I want to. Now listen here. I see you have been in talks with Raven my former partner and kid if you want to bring her in, go right ahead. That old washed up hag is nursing her stretch marks after having a child, and I’m sure she still doesn’t even know who the father is.

Drake Hunter: Of course she does you inconsiderate prick!

Johnny Clash: Isn’t she Spanish? She has no idea who the father is. I’m sure she’s at home right now letting that demon seed suck on her left tit in the home she shares with ten other family members on top of a Bagel store.

[The crowd boos and looks stunned at Johnny’s statements. Drake walks over to him and places the microphone to his lips]

Drake Hunter: You s...

[Johnny smacks the microphone away from Drake Hunter and it bounces out of the ring]

Johnny Clash: I’M NOT DONE YET! You want to come out here and Challenge Johnny Mother Fucking Clash to a fight? You don’t know a damn thing about a fight you little BITCH!

[The crowd lets out an “OH!”]

Johnny Clash: Let me take you back a couple of months. I was on top of the world with my World Heavyweight Championship until you gave that freak creative control. Remember Stytch, Drake? Do you remember him? He ruined what we had in NYCCW; he ruined our home NOT ME so you can take those accusations and stick them up your ass. Maybe another one of Raven’s babies will pop out of there also!

[The fans let out another “OH!” and Johnny walks towards Drake and backs him in to the turnbuckle]

Johnny Clash: You can accuse me of shit, you can challenge me to fights but it’s only because you will always know that I’m better than you and I always will be. Drake Hunter you are worthless. You are lucky you got on your hands and knees and begged for a job here in MPW because if it was up to me running this place, you would have been fired your first no show!

Thomas Simon: Wow, Johnny Clash is really heated

Bob Herman: I’ve never seen him like this before

Johnny Clash: You don’t deserve to even be here Drake you don’t deserve to be in the same ring as me. You don’t deserve your second or third or even fourth chance, Mr. Hardy. Oh no wait you’re THE PUNK Drake Hunter! The fan favorite, the man everyone loves! Well Drake these people didn’t always love you. Remember last year? Remember when you took the NYCCW Award from me?

[Drake squints a little and the fans silence]

Johnny Clash: Do you? I was only in the company for three months when the yearly awards came around. Who did it come down to for wrestler of the year? Johnny Clash and Drake Hunter. Who won by a landslide? Well that is a give in, it was ME! And what happened Drake? At the award show you had your slave Ace Styles wrapped around your finger at that point. You had him announce your name as winner. It’s funny because that’s about the same time you started writing the shows Drake. Thats about the same time Ace took off and left you in charge! Oh what? You people didn’t know that? Ace left this mother fucker and the Frightmidget Stytch in charge of his million dollar company, leaving us REAL Superstars in the dust. You want to know why I’m so angry Hunter? It’s because you are pathetic. You ran the company to the ground and didn’t care who you took down with it. Than that little sock face started throwing his weight around and I guess we all know how it worked out now don’t we? If it worked out how he wanted it to, we would all still be in New York in Twilight Land dancing around cardboard cut outs of Taylor Lautner.

[The crowd remains silent]

Thomas Simon: The truth is coming out, I’m stunned.

Bob Herman: Every word he says is the truth, you heard it from me.

Johnny Clash: Still wondering where you get off calling me out from the back. You took everything away from me. You took the good out of our life and you chased us away. The other’s might not show it but they feel it and I can see it. Cable, Kried, Fischer, Rye, Taufik and that’s only the ones that currently have a job. The others are starving because of you working one indy show a week for $200. And I know you’re scared Drake. I know you are scared of me and Rage and you are scared that the fans will find out the truth. Well they just did. The look on your face tells it all and Its the same look on your face when me and Rage signed our contracts last week. You knew this would all come out that’s why you come out here challenging me to a fight so you can shut me up WELL IM STILL TALKING!

[Johnny backs off of Drake and lets him out of the corner]

Johnny Clash: You know what we are capable of and you know that we are the real deal which is why you talk trash to hide your fear. Well if you want to bring in Raven by all means the door is open. Bill Adams might look like an idiot but he isn’t. He will see right through her. She took off when she held the NYCCW World Championship which is a huge no no in this business. That shit isn’t tolerated here! This isn’t William Turner’s Bright Lights THIS IS BILL ADAMS MONDAY NIGHT MAIN EVENT!

[The fans cheer at the comment.]

Johnny Clash: SHUT UP YOU INSIGNIFICANT MORONS!!!

[Crowd boos Clash.]

Johnny Clash: That’s better. Now do you want to take a shot Hunter I’m right here.

[Johnny extends his arms out and pushes his face towards Drake]

Johnny Clash: My face is right here Drake, throw the first punch. You want a fight I’m right in front of you.. IM RIGHT HERE DRAKE HIT ME! HIT ME!

[Johnny’s eyes lighten up and Drake doesn’t know what to do. Johnny takes off his suit jacket and throws it outside the ring. He takes off his tie and throws that as well. Johnny undoes his top button and goes back towards Drake, backing him into a corner again]

Johnny Clash: COME ON BIG MAN HIT ME! PROVE TO THESE PEOPLE THAT YOU ARE THE PUNK THEY LOVE NOT THE COWARD THEY HATE!

[Johnny lowers the microphone but continues to yell at Drake Hunter. Drake’s face is blank and Johnny spits in it. The fans let out an “OH!” and Drake slowly wipes the spit off. Drake looks at his hand and back at Johnny and goes to slap Johnny. Johnny grabs his hand before he slaps him and the fans start getting riled up. Drake pulls his hand away and climbs through the middle rope. Drake slowly climbs down the steel steps and still has dazed eyes as he walks up the ramp and Johnny holds up the NYCCW title in the middle of the ring as the fans remain silent. The scene cuts to the MPW logo]

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