[Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine hits as the lights begin to flicker. There is a huge pop from the crowd as Trey Baxter steps out onto the top of the ramp. Trey stands there at the top of the ramp wearing his wrestling tights and a black "Lights Out" shirt and has his MPW World Heavyweight Title slung over his right shoulder.]]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to MPW TNT Ladies and Gentlemen! We are kicking it off with our MPW World Heavyweight Champion Trey Baxter!

[[Trey slowly struts down the ramp as he has a huge smile on his face. As he gets into the ring he climbs up onto the second turnbuckle and raises his title high up in the air which receives another loud pop. He jumps down and goes to the opposite corner where he does the same thing. Trey then jumps off the corner and grabs a mic as the lights in the arena turn on and the music fades out.]

Trey Baxter: MPDUB what's up?

[Trey gets a huge pop from the crowd as he smiles and then puts the mic back up to his mouth.]

Baxter: Welcome to MY show. Welcome to Thursday Night Trey Baxter!

[The crowd goes crazy as he walks around the ring for a moment before putting the mic back up to his mouth and signaling for the crowd to quiet down a little.]

Baxter: I'm sure everyone probably thinks I'm out here to talk about how I'm going to kick Drake Hunter's ass here tonight. I am going to beat the living hell out of Drake Hunter but that's not what I'm out here to talk to you about tonight. Then of course there's the obvious target of Johnny Clash.

[The crowd boo's as soon as he mentions Johnny.]

Baxter: I know, I know...he sucks. But that's not what I'm out here to talk about. I'm also not out here to talk about Rage and how he now holds a shot at my World Title.

[The crowd once again begins to boo.]

Baxter: Yeah he sucks too. The person I AM out here to talk about is somebody who was affected by Rage getting a shot at my World Title. Of course I'm talking about Aidan Caine.

[The crowd goes nuts when he mentions Caine's name.]

Baxter: Now Aidan Caine EARNED a shot at this title...

[He holds the World Title up in the air for a moment before bringing it back down and putting it over his shoulder and the mic back up to his mouth.]

Baxter: He earned his shot when he won that briefcase that Rage now has by winning the Roll the Dice. But now, apparently, Aidan Caine no longer gets a shot at my title. Instead it's going to be Rage who will, at some point, cash in and get a shot to lose to me. The thing is I was sitting on my couch after watching that match of theirs last Friday and I decided then and there I didn't give a damn if Rage did win the match. That's why I've decided that Aidan Caine can have a shot at MY World Title ANYTIME he wants!

[The crowd goes crazy as he once again holds the title in the air with a huge smile on his face. He pulls the title back down and back over his shoulder.]

Baxter: Caine is one of the ONLY wrestlers in the back that I truly respect. He's one of the only guys in the back that has proven to me that he deserves a shot at my title. So fuck a technicality. Aidan Caine vs. Trey Baxter for the World Title WILL happen. Plus I'm going to need a challenge after the easy defenses I have coming up against....

[Hero by Skillet hits as the fans boo louder than ever. Johnny Clash walks out on to the stage in a suit and a microphone in hand]]

Johnny Clash: **Making Snoring Noises** I’m sorry CHAMP but I just had to interrupt before you put the whole arena to sleep to kick off the show.

[[Johnny walks down the ramp some more as Trey watches]]

Johnny Clash: I hear all this talk of World Champion this World Champion that and you not give Aidan Caine a title shot even though he lost at Unsanctioned against Rage. So what makes Aidan deserve this title shot and since when do you make the matches around here?

Thomas Simon: Last time I checked Aidan won the briefcase fair and square!

Bob Herman: Yeah and Rage rightfully won it from him Tom! Get over it!

Johnny Clash: See Trey I understand where you are coming from but as far as I remember, Aidan Caine is not the number one contender to your title, briefcase or not.

Thomas Simon: what is he talking about Bob?

Bob Herman: How the hell do I know Thomas?

Johnny Clash: Biguns! Get out here now!

[[Biguns walks out from the ramp holding the Roll of The Dice briefcase with both hands by the handle. She hands it to Johnny. Trey smirks and laughs at Clash]]

Thomas Simon: You gotta be kidding me

Johnny Clash: What is this?! Is this the said briefcase? Is this the briefcase that all this buzz is about? It seems like it to me what about you Jasmine?

[[Biguns nods at Johnny and hands it to him]]

Johnny Clash: You see Rage isn’t in any shape to compete right now and therefore the case has been handed over to muah!

Bob Herman: My god yes!

Thomas Simon: This is horrible! Clash doesn’t deserve a title shot!

Johnny Clash: So Trey that makes me the number one contender to your Championship. Not Aidan and not anyone else on this roster.

Trey Baxter: Different day, same story Johnny. You want a title shot I will be more than happy to whoop your ass all over this arena next week!

Johnny Clash: Next week!? NEXT WEEK!? OKAY FINE! YOU’RE ON TREY!
Trey Baxter: Wait wait wait... Johnny I don’t mean on TNT either. We need our own stage. This match will take place next Friday live on MPW UNSANCTIONED!

Thomas Simon: WHAT!? That’s a bomb dropped on the MPW Universe!

Bob Herman: Next week my boy Johnny Clash will become World Heavyweight Champion!

[[Johnny smiles and nods at Trey as he smiles in the ring and holds up his World Championship]]

{{COMMERCIAL}}

Jayde Brooklyn vs. Tyler Rose

[[As the lights go dim through the arena. Fog covers the runway and the sound of "Fingerprints" by Katy Perry begins to play through the speakers. Out steps Jayde Brooklyn and the crowd cheers for her. She takes off walking towards the ring. ]]

Honey Winters: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring, from Knoxville Tennessee, the Knoxville Knockout.. Jayde Brooklyn!

[[She steps up on the ring apron black confetti and silver sparks burst out of one turnbuckle and pink confetti and silver sparks comes out from another. Jayde enters the ring and walks dead center and stops. She looks through the crowd and then hops upon the turnbuckle and raises her arms. The arena lights dim, as golden spotlights pass throughout, catching various clusters of fans within their amber glow. "Bedroom Eyes" by Yngwie Malmsteen begins to pipe throughout the arena's sound system, as the spotlights ascend upon the rampway, merging into one solid beam.]]

Honey Winters: And her opponent, from Miami Florida, Playboy Tyler Rose!

[[Tyler Rose then emerges from the back, standing atop the rampway, basking in the light a smile upon his face. Tyler makes his way down to the ramp as the fans boo him. He climbs through the turnbuckles and stands across from Jayde]]

[[Tyler and Jayde circle each other. They tie up and a test of strength quickly ensues. Tyler gets the upper hand by pushing Jayde off to the mat much to the surprise Jayde.]]

Thomas Simon: Tyler showing his strength advantage here and looks like Jayde can’t believe how easily she has been pushed off by Tyler!

Bob Herman: That right there is shear strength shown by Tyler! He looks like a man possessed tonight!

[[Jayde rises to her feet as Tyler looks at her with a smirk on his face. Jayde talks trash as they then tie up again. Another test of strength again ensues but again Tyler showing his strength advantage as he pushes Jayde off to the mat again. Jayde rises to her feet again and gets in the face of Tyler before slapping the piss out his mouth before talking trash to him.]]

Thomas Simon: That’s the Jayde we know!!!

Bob Herman: She just caught Tyler by surprise! She is lucky he is in such a good mood.

[[Tyler and Jayde went nose to nose as they talk trash to one another. Tyler then fires a shot towards Jayde knocking her to the mat. Jayde quickly rises to her feet and charges towards Tyler but Tyler knocks her again with another right hand. Tyler then picks Jayde up and hits her with a couple more right hands before Irish whipping her to the ropes. Tyler awaits Jayde’s return in his Spinebuster stance but Jayde manages to cling on to the rope before rolling out of the ring avoiding the possible Spinebuster.]]

Thomas Simon: Wise move by Jayde there!

Bob Herman: That’s the difference of Jayde and Tyler. Jayde is just a coward!

[[Tyler follows her outside. Jayde sees him and quickly hits him with a knee to the midsection. Jayde hammers Tyler with a couple a right hands before pulling Tyler’s arm and Irish whipping him to ring post. Tyler collides with the ring post with a thud as he rolls on the floor holding his shoulder. Jayde walks over to Tyler and picks him up. Jayde then rams Tyler’s already damaged shoulder to the guardrail as the referee then exits the ring to tell Jayde to bring it to the ring. Jayde then picks up Tyler again and rolls him to the ring as we can see that the damage has been done with Tyler screaming in agony clutching his right shoulder.]]

Bob Herman: Did you see that!?! Jayde is cheating!

Thomas Simon: Oh come on! Tyler would’ve done the same to her!

[[Back in the ring, Jayde then continues to work on Tyler’s arm as she stomps on it inside the ring as Tyler screams in pain. Jayde then grabs the already injured arm and places it in an armlock. Tyler screams in agony as the referee drops down to the mat to check on him. The referee asks Tyler if he wants to give up but he just shakes his head as he continues screaming. Jayde then stiffens the hold more to apply more pressure. ]]

Thomas Simon: Jayde’s so hell bent on working on that injured arm but Tyler showing some resiliency by refusing to give up!

Bob Herman: Look Tyler is a true fighter! He will never give up!

[[Jayde continues to work the armlock as we can see Tyler raising his other arm. We can see Tyler screaming before attempting to get to his feet still with Jayde holding his arm. Tyler manages to get to his feet. Tyler then hammers Jayde with left hand punches a couple of times with the second one clearly rocking Jayde. Tyler then tosses Jayde down and finally escapes the hold. Jayde then quickly raises to her feet and charges Tyler but Tyler floors her with a left armed clothesline. Jayde gets to her feet again and charges to Tyler but Tyler catches her with a back body drop. Tyler then jumps up before screaming wildly as he draws a mixed reaction from the crowd.]]

Thomas Simon: Tyler’s taking over the driver’s seat! And Jayde’s in grave danger now as she has an angry mad man on his tail!

Bob Herman: I don’t know about you Thomas but I’m not too comfortable with the fans reaction here.

Thomas Simon: Maybe they appreciate his flamboyand style

[[Tyler walks over to the corner as he crouches down and stalks Jayde who is now slowly rising to her feet. Jayde manages to make it to her feet as she is completely unaware of what’s waiting for her. Sh then turns around and Tyler quickly charges towards Jayde. Jayde, with a good presence of mind, manage to catch Tyler with a superkick right to the jaw that makes Tyler stagger back. Jayde then kicks Tyler in the midsection as before placing him in a front facelock. Jayde then drops Tyler face first to the mat with a DDT!]]

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

[[Jayde gets to her feet. She grabs Tyler by the head then hammers him with a couple of forearms to the face that staggers Tyler. Jayde then attempts to Irish whip Tyler but Tyler reverses it and instead, Tyler sends Evans to the ropes. Jayde bounces off the ropes. Tyler attempts to clothesline her but Jayde ducks it. Jayde turns Tyler around and jumps up to him attempting a hurricanrana but Tyler managed to hold on to her. Jayde is wide-eyed!]]

Thomas Simon: Jayde attempts a hurricanrana but Tyler catches him! Looks like Jayde is in trouble!

[[Tyler then runs forward but Jayde punches him in the face. This stops Tyler from running and Jayde slides down from Tyler. Jayde then hammers Tyler with a right hand that staggers Tyler. To Jayde’s surprise, Tyler answered back with a right hand of his own. Jayde hits Tyler again but now with a forearm smash. Tyler retaliates with another right hand. Jayde grabs Tyler’s head and barrages him with a flurry of forearm smash while Tyler grabs Jayde’s head as well as they both went at it to the delight of the fans!]]

Thomas Simon: This is turning into a slugfest!! Look at those brutal shots!! Truly a grudge match for the ages!!!

Bob Herman: Two great competitors for sure! But come on Jack its gotta be Tyler!

[[Jayde turns the tide by kneeing Tyler in the midsection. Jayde then Irish whips Tyler to the ropes. Tyler bounces off the ropes and upon returning, Jayde catches him with the Hard Knox and into a cover!]]

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

Bob Herman: Tyler should’ve been done there I don’t get it!

Thomas Simon: He is well-known for his resiliency and toughness though so that came with no surprise.

[[Frustrations are setting in as we can see Jayde climbs to her feet. She then picks Tyler up to his feet. Jayde then hammers Tyler with a series of punch before kneeing him in the midsection. Jayde then sets Tyler in between his legs and signals for the Hanging Judge!]]

Thomas Simon: Looks like Jayde’s going for the kill!!

Bob Herman: She should’ve put him out of his misery sooner!!

[[Jayde slaps Tyler then turns around and jumps up grabbing his head. Tyler reverses it by pushing her to the mat. Jayde springs back up and turns around only to be hit with the Facial from Tyler!!!! Both competitors are out on the mat. Tyler rolls his body over draping the arm across Jayde.]]

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

Bob Herman: Jayde gets hit with a facial! Not the first time Tommy!

Thomas Simon: You are disgusting Bob. But ladies and gentlemen, it was brutal and it was one of the bloodiest nights in MPW History. It was Unsanctioned last Friday Night as Aidan Caine and Rage took on each other one on one in an empty arena.

{{UNSANCTIONED REWIND}}

[Caine returns with a forklift packed with wooden crates! Caine screams wads of abuse whilst driving towards the body of Rage and begins to lower the fork onto the body of Rage. With a sudden rush of what can only be described as adrenaline; Rage rolls out of the way and pops up and then jump onto the boxes! He climbs up and pulls Caine out of the forklift. He grabs and nails with an overhead belly to belly suplex which hurls Caine through the windshield of the nearby 18-wheeler! Rage smiles demonically before edging towards Caine’s body. He grabs Caine’s head and pulls the blood soaked superstar out of the sheet of shattered glass. Rage throws him on the roof of rig and follows him to the top before pointing down on to the forklift load of crates.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD NO WAY IN THE HELL? IS HE?!?!?

Bob Herman: HE IS?!?!

[Rage helps Caine to his feet and hoists him up on his shoulder. Rage signals for Caine’s One Last Run. Rage steps back and then goes to jump as Caine tries to wiggle out of him but Rage’s grip tightens. Rage leaps off with Caine in position.]

Bob Herman: NO WAY! NO WAY! NO WAY!

Thomas Simon: A ONE LAST RUN FROM THE ROOF OF THE TRUCK THROUGH THOSE WOODEN CRATES AND THROUGH THE SKID TO THE FLOOR……….HOLY FUCK!!

Bob Herman: No one can live through that.

[MPW officials run in and start to clear the debris off the opponents. One of the officials gets in the forklift and backs it up. They finally clear it all way to reveal Caine is laid right out with no movement and Rage lying beside him. All you can see to know they are still alive is Rage’s back and Caine’s stomach moving from breathing. The officials are discussing what to do. Rage begins to stir and let’s out a huge yell in pain blood is pouring out from his side. He forcefully does half a push up and out of desperation throws a lifeless arm across Caine’s stomach. Gordon slowly goes down to count.]

ONE……………..

TWO………………….

THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thomas Simon: The match is over……..oh thank god……Rage has gotten the victory and the Roll of the Dice contract.

Bob Herman: Thomas….I am in utter shock……what these two men did to themselves……I just……..I can’t talk anymore this was crazy……

Thomas Simon: Fans we have a winner of this match but at what cost……Both of these men have been battered and bruised tonight and will no doubt feel this for weeks to come……was this the last battle between the two? I somehow doubt it. We are out of time MPW nation thank you for joining us for MPW Unsanctioned!!!

{{BACK AT THE ARENA}}

Thomas Simon: That was simply Brutal. We will be right back fans!

{{COMMERCIAL}}

Jake Cage vs. Justin Fischer

[["Peppyrock" by BTK and Jake Cage rips through the back curtain. He stops midway down the ramp and stares intently at the ring. He tugs on his beard and smiles at the fans while giving a thumbs up.]]

Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring, from..

[[As Cage walks down the ramp. Fischer runs from behind and nails him with a steel chair. He falls down on to the ramp and the fans boo. Fischer looks around at the crowd with no emotion on his face]]

Thomas Simon: Dammit Justin Fischer just laid out Jake Cage before their match even started!

[[Justin holds the chair high in the air and nails Cage again with the chair. Officials and referee’s spill out of the backstage to stop Fischer. ]]

Bob Herman: I love it Tom! Cage is a nitwit and doesn’t even deserve to be in MPW!

[[Justin Fischer backs up and takes a microphone as Officials tend to Jake Cage]]

Justin Fischer: You want to know what happens when blood runs cold? Look at our furry little friend here twitching on the ramp. You people cheer idiots like this while you boo real talent like me. You people are pathetic and consider this a warning to anyone who wants to cross BRC.

[[Fischer throws the microphone at Jake hitting him in the face. Lights Out by Breaking Benjamin hits as Fischer raise his arms and walks to the backstage]]

{{COMMERCIAL}}

Primal vs. Nytrus

[The arena goes dark as the Welcome to the Masquerade starts playing and red lights start to flood the arena as the Danish flag waves on the screen “Primal” Morten Hansen, starts fading onto the screen in red letters with black shadowing. As the song hits the chorus, Morten walks on too the stage and as the words “Welcome to the Masquerade is sung pyros go of behind him as he marches towards the ring.]

Honey Winters From Copenhagen Denmark weighing in at 283lbs PRIMAL!!! MOOORRRTEEENNN HAAANNNSEEEN

[The big man keeps marching straight towards the ring not acknowledging anything, but the task at hand as he slides in under the ropes and walks into the middle of the ring, stretching his arms out to the side and throwing his head back as he roars, As the music fades he retrieves to his corner waiting for his opponent.]

[The lights in the arena go dark. So dark, the people within the arena cannot see in front of their noses. The titantron shows the beginning of Brandon Nytrus' tron. Suddenly, dim red lights show the stage. There is a man in a black trench coat with a hood covering his face. Behind him is a woman in a revealing outfit, also with a hood. Strobe lights begin to streak as the music picks up and becomes heavier.]

Honey Winters: Introducing, accompanied by Nikki Schott, from South Boston, Massachusetts, weighing in at 272 pounds, he is The Hardcore Icon... Brrandon... Nytrus!

[The two make their way down the ramp, Nikki following behind Brandon. He climbs the steps and walks along the apron before entering in the ring through the second rope. He looks to the crowd for a second, and then flips up his robe as it flies off, exposing his ring attire, and fireworks from the corners blast, the red lights have now turned into just white strobes filling the whole arena, and Brandon lets out a huge yell. He looks around at the crowd and then makes his way to the corner to await the match.]

[Primal climbs back into the ring and as Nytrus is int he corner getting ready with his back turned Primal immediately charges at him and hits him with an axe handle to the back that sends Nytrus down quickly. Nytrus quickly gets to his feet but when he does Primal is waiting and hits him with a hard clothesline. As Nytrus tries to make his way to his feet Primal hits him with a hard kick to the stomach that sends him right back over to his back. Primal goes to pick Nytrus up who hits Primal with a hard elbow to the gut followed by another before bouncing off the ropes and hitting Primal with a shoulder block that sends him down. Nytrus bounces off the ropes again and hits Primal with another shoulder block as he makes his way up. Nytrus tries to pump up the crowd and he gets a mixture of boo's and cheers. Nytrus picks up Primal and locks up his head into a headlock that he has locked in pretty well. Primal drops down to one knee as the pressure is starting to get to him. Primal finally gets up off his knee before picking up Nytrus with everything he has and dropping him on his back with a suplex. They both make their way to their feet at about the same time. As they do they come together in the middle and Primal swings with a hard right that Nytrus is able to duck before connecting with a hard right of his own. Primal returns fire connecting with a hard right to Nytrus who hits Primal with a left. They exchange a few shots before a hard right from Nytrus sends Primal down hard. Primal grabs his face and as he tries to get back to his feet Nytrus waits for him in the middle of the ring.]

Thomas Simon: What's Nytrus getting ready to do here?

Bob Herman: It looks like he's going for the kill early.

[As Primal gets to his feet he turns to face Nytrus who is waiting and picks him up before slamming him down hard with a spinebuster! Nytrus goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Primal kicks out! Nytrus sits up in frustration as he thought he had the match won. Nytrus picks Primal up before putting his head between his legs and then picking him up straight and dropping him down on his head with a piledriver. Nytrus once again goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Primal is able to get the shoulder up right before the 3 count. Nytrus once again picks Primal up and grabs him around the waste and squeezes tight as he gets him into a bear hug. Nytrus is squeezing the life out of Primal in the middle of the ring as the ref watches closely for the tap out. As Nytrus squeezes tighter it seems like Primal is about to be out of it before he snaps himself out of it and hits Nytrus with a headbutt right to the top of the face with causes Nytrus to let go of the hold. Nytrus grabs his face for a moment before charging at Primal with a clothesline but Primal is able to duck under it, kick Nytrus in the stomach before dropping him down with a hard DDT. Primal stomps on the fallen Nytrus as he tries to get up to keep him from making his way to his feet. Primal then gets Nytrus in a headlock. After a few moments Nytrus is able to push Primal off him into the ropes but as Primal bounces off the ropes he hits Nytrus with a jumping bicycle kick that connects to the face of Nytrus. Primal quickly goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Nytrus kicks out!]

Thomas Simon: This has turned out to be a pretty good match between the former Step Up members.

Bob Herman: Let's see if the former Sin City Champion can finish Nytrus off right here or if Nytrus can get an impressive win over Primal.

[Primal wastes no time as he picks Nytrus up and then cocks his arm back and connects with The Nordic Hammer! Nytrus goes down hard! Primal considers going for the pin before dragging Nytrus over to the corner and setting him up. Primal then climbs up to the second turnbuckle before jumping off and connecting with another one of his signature moves the Danish Destroyer! Primal hooks Nytrus' leg for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Nytrus somehow kicks out again! Primal can't believe it as he sits up on his knees and stares down the referee for a moment before deciding to climb back up to the second turnbuckle. He stands there for a moment before jumping off and trying to connect with another Danish Destroyer but this time Nytrus is able to roll forward and out of the way which sends Primal crashing stomach first into the mat. They both lay on the mat for a moment as they try to gain they're composure and get back to a vertical base. As they both make it to their feet at about the same time they turn to face each other and when they do Primal tries to hit a quick clothesline but Nytrus ducks under it and hits Primal with a quick dropkick. Nytrus quickly gets back to his feet and Primal isn't far behind him but Nytrus is able to bounce off the rope before connecting with a hard spear! Nytrus gets to his feet as he picks the dazed Primal up and puts him underneath his legs before lifting him over his his back and slamming him down with The Next Level!]

Thomas Simon: Nytrus just connected with his finisher The Next Level!

[Nytrus hooks the leg of Primal for the pin. 1...2...3!]

Bob Herman: Nytrus pulls out a huge win over Primal!

Thomas Simon: Let’s go to the back where Tasha is standing by with X-Core wrestler Chicken!

Tasha Jordan: Welcome back everyone. I'm standing here with Chicken...

[All of a sudden out of nowhere a hooded man with some black jeans and a mask with a mohawk on it comes up and starts hammering away at Chicken. The masked man picks Chicken up and slams him down hard on the pavement with a brutal spinebuster. The masked man then walks over to a nearby table and clears everything off it before bringing Chicken over and putting him between his legs. The man picks Chicken up high over his head before powerbombing him through the table! He stares down at a fallen Chicken before calmly walking away.]

Thomas Simon: What the hell! Who was that guy!?

Bob Herman: I don’t know Tom but Chicken just got SMASHED!

{{COMMERCIAL}}

Christian Carter vs. Terrin Reign

[[The light fade out in the arena and three words hit over the huge MPW Tron. One word fading into the next, then to an entrance video. Ride. Live. Fight]]

Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring, from Los Angeles California, Terrin Reign!

[[As the video starts, Terrin walks from the back and stops at the top of the ramp. His face is expressionless as you see him punching the air, warming up for the fight. With Pantera's "Five Minutes Alone" blaring over the PA, he starts a slow march towards the ring, unphased and continously taking jabs in the air, ready to fight. He finally gets down to the ring and slides his large frame in under the bottom rope, then leaps up to his feet. He stares at the crowd with a stone cold, expresionless gaze, still throwing shots into the air in front of him before stopping to hit his chest two times and moving towards his corner. A gold countdown begins to play on the screen as the fans cheer. Sandpaper by Fozzy hits as sparks shoot up from the ramp. Christian Carter walks out from the curtain and walks straight down to the ring]]

Honey Winters: and his opponent from Phoenix Arizona, Christian Carter!

Thomas Simon: Christian Carter heading straight for Terrin Reign! After the attack on his partner Cage earlier when Carter wasn’t in the building, Christian seeks retribution!

[[Christian climbs in the ring and runs directly towards Terrin. He starts throwing punches as the bell rings. Carter backs Terrin in to the corner and thrusts his shoulder in to Terrins gut. Terrin puts his knee up and drops Carter down to the mat. He walks slowly towards Carter as Carter stares up at him. Christian takes his boot and kicks the leg of Terrin. He jumps up and dropkicks the other knee of Terrin bringing him down to his level. Carter stands up and runs off the ropes. He runs towards Terrin but Reign stands up and grabs Carter by the throat. He lifts him and tosses him in to the corner. Terrin walks to the corner and punches Carter in the head. This busts Carter open and blood starts to form on his forehead]]

Thomas Simon: Oh my, Carter is already bleeding!

Bob Herman: Well he shouldn’t have ran at Terrin like that, is he crazy?

[[Terrin punches the gut of Carter with lefts and rights and than grabs his head and tosses him across the ring. Christian flips through the air and lands in the opposite corner holding his back. Terrin stalks him as he walks across the ring. Carter lifts himself up and kicks Terrin in the leg again. Terrin drops to one knee and Carter runs off the opposite ropes and delivers a dropkick. Terrin goes down and Carter looks to take advantage by climbing to the top rope. Terrin stands up and Carter leaps off with a cross body. Terrin catches him in mid air.]]

Bob Herman: Terrin’s got him! What a dumb move by Carter

Thomas Simon: Carter not aware of the actual strength Terrin holds!

[[Carter squirms and punches Terrin in the head. He pushes his weight on Terrin and drops him on to his back finishing the cross body. Carter goes for the pin]]

1.....

[[Terrin launches Carter off of him but Carter shoots back up and hits a jumping fist on Terrin. Terrin holds his face but still seems unphased. He holds the bottom rope and climbs his way back to his feet. He turns around and Carter stares at him. Carter throws a punch but Terrin catches the arm and headbutts Carter back down to the mat. Terrin lifts him up and bodyslams him back down. Carter holds his back but Terrin bounces off the ropes and hits a leg drop. Carter lays there motionless as Terrin grabs on to the top rope and smiles out in to the crowd. The crowd boos him]]

Thomas Simon: this crowd giving Terrin Reign the love he deserves

[[Terrin turns around as Carter jumps to his feet and hits a pele kick on Terrin. Terrin wobbles back but doesn’t go down. Carter runs off the ropes and hits a jumping clothesline. Terrin still doesn’t go down. Carter climbs on to the apron and hits a springboard forearm knocking Terrin down on to his back. Carter looks to the crowd who cheers him on as blood trickles down on to his chest. He climbs to the top rope and leaps off with a 450 splash. Carter jumps up as the crowd stomps their feet getting him riled up. He signals for it..]]

Bob Herman: No way! He can’t hit the Combustable Element on Terrin!

Thomas Simon: He certainly can and he will!

[[Carter sets Terrin up and extends his arms in confidence. Justin Fischer slides under the bottom rope and cracks him in the head with a steel chair. The fans boo as Carter drops down to the mat. The bell rings and Justin tosses the referee out of the ring.]]

Thomas Simon: Justin Fischer just ruined a great match!

Bob Herman: He did the right thing Tommy

[[Terrin stands up and picks Carter up off the mat. He hits the _____ on Carter sending him back down. Carter lays there motionless and Fischer hands him the chair. The crowd cheers as Jake Cage runs down the ramp with a bandage on his head. He slides in to the ring and Terrin nails him with the chair. ]]

Thomas Simon: These guys are ruthless!

[[Justin Fischer takes the Tag Team Championships and gives one to Terrin. They stand in the ring and raise the belts up in the air as Christian and Jake lay beneath them]]

{{COMMERCIAL}}

[[The picture suddenly appears backstage, where a camera is positioned outside the door of Thursday Night Takedown General Manager Madd Katt's office. The camera waits for a moment before the door opens and Electra Stevens walks out in a black and white business-like outfit. The fans cheer from the arena at the sight of Electra back in MPW, and she looks around for a moment before she starts to walk.]]

[[However, before she can take more than three steps a man enters from out of shot and places his hand on the wall, blocking Electra's path. As the camera pans around to Electra's face - an expression of shock mixed with immense hatred and loathing spreads across her face, and as the camera finally pans out, the man is seen as none other than "Punk" Drake Hunter. ]]

[[There is a resounding boo that comes from out of the picture, from the inside of the arena, and Drake only smiles manically as he moves closer to Electra, who stands her ground and looks him in the eye.]]

Drake: Well, well, look who we have here... If it isn't the General Manager's new assistant herself...

[[Drake puts on a mocking laugh as he spreads his arms wide and motions to Electra's outfit. ]]

Drake: How're you doing Lexi?

Electra: Drake, i told you that you weren't allowed to call me that.

[[Electra says Drake's name with an incredible tone of loathing as she stands her ground and Drake again moves closer.]]

Drake: Look, Lexi. If you haven't been paying attention, i'm not really one to follow orders any more. In fact, i don't believe in ordering people around. Why have so much dictatorship about when we can let everything roam free? Let what happens happen...Because whatever you say, i can do whatever the fuck i wanna do, you got that? Lexi?

Electra: Drake, i've told you once, and i'm not going to tell you again. Don't, call me that. You've lost all rights to call me that.

Drake: Why? Because i'm a better man now? Because i'm better off now than i was when you were around? Or is it because you know that everything i'm saying, everything i'm doing, is the truth? Could it be that you're finally seeing the light?

Electra: You're a psycho....

[[Drake laughs maniacally once again, only emphasizing Electra's statement.]]

Drake: Oh Lexi, if only you knew exactly what they're telling me to do to you right now, you wouldn't be calling me such harsh names like that!

[[Drake tone takes on a sarcastic element for a moment before he suddenly moves forward until he's face to face with Electra.]]

Drake: But i wouldn't do anything to you now that you're carrying somebody's luggage, would I? It must be disconcerting, being around here while carrying a baby, you wouldn't want something to happen to it.

[[As Drake says the last few words he smashes his hand against the wall, putting a sizable dent in it. A frightened look flashes across the face of Electra before she regains her composure.]]

Electra: I can take care of myself, thanks. And you wouldn't hit me when i'm pregnant, would you Drake?

[[Electra makes those last words impact Drake, who starts to doubt himself.]]

Electra: Look, i don't care what you say. You know the truth Drake, the truth about what happened with us. So don't start going around trying to make me look like the bad guy here.

Drake: I'm not trying to make you look like anything you aren't, Lexi.

[[He emphasizes the last word as he moves closer again.]]

Drake: You're a liar, you deceive people, you keep secrets and when you're tired of somebody, you throw them out like a piece of trash. You're a whore, and i said i loved you. And that baby inside of you is the only thing keeping me from driving you head first into that wall, from making you feel all the pain you've caused me and from letting you hear exactly what the voices are telling me....

Drake: And the thing is, you've got nobody to protect you, you have nobody here to stop me from doing all those things. Where's your new toy? Hmm? Where's Aiden? That's right, he's too beaten and bruised from everything that Rage did to him. He's lost his opportunity, and he's lost his edge. He isn't here to protect you anymore, Lexi.

[[At this point Electra is looking quite scared from the sheer insanity of her ex-boyfriend, and not because of what he's saying, but in the manner in which he is merely inches from her face. Before he can say anything more however, a familiar figure steps into the screen. ]]

Trey Baxter: Shouldn't you be picking on somebody you're own size?

[[The crowd immediately start cheering at the sight of their World champion, and Drake moves away from Electra so that he can face his opponent tonight.]]

Drake: That wouldn't be you would it?

Trey: No, i'm far too impressive to fight you. Try a midget, or a leprechaun.

Drake: Ahh, always with the jokes. It's funny, you haven't told a joke that's as funny as your career yet. Then again, no joke in the world could compare to that.

Trey: I don't see a World title around your shoulder, and...whoa, what a surprise! There's one around mine!

Drake: Yeah, for now i'm sure, but your reign here has gone far too long i'm afraid

Trey: What're you gonna do about it then little man?

[[Trey gets into Drake's face, and just as they look like they're about to get into a brawl, Electra intervenes and pushes them apart. ]]

Electra: Gentlemen, please. You've got a match tonight, you can settle all your differences then. For now, just stay away from each other.

[[Drake puts his hands up in the air as if submitting to Electra's will, and then backs off a couple of steps. ]]

Drake: Whatever, you say, Miss. Stevens...But remember, i don't stick to rules, they're far too restrictive for my liking....

[[Drake walks off, but turns back for one more line.]]

Drake: Oh, and Sweet Dreams....

[[He blows a mocking kiss to Electra before he walks off and the camera focuses on the stern, confident face of the World champion as the scene cuts back to the ring]]

Apostle Kried vs. Chris Cable

[Chris Cable's music hits as Cable comes to the stage doing a 360 spin and follows up by showing his elbow to the crowd.]

Honey Winters: Welcoming first, from Melbourne, Australia... weighing in at 230 pounds...CHRIIIIIISSSSS CABBBBLLLLEEEE!!!!

[He walks to the ring and does the same in the ring with fireworks going off on the corner posts. He then gets in his corner as he waits for his opponent to make his way out.]

[Eternal by War of Ages hits and yellow and red flames appear on the side titantron screens as crowd immediately erupts in cheers, Yellow spotlights run over the crowd as Kried smashes his way through the curtain and drops to a knee.]

Honey Winters: And his opponent, from Bavaria Germany... weighing 280 pounds... AAAAAAPOSTLLLLE... KRRRRIIIIEEEEED!!!

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

[The bell rings as the two come together and stand face to face for a moment before locking up in the middle of the ring. Cable gets the immediate advantage as he gets Kried into an arm bar. He then comes down on the arm with an elbow which causes Kried to grab his arm in pain. Cable wastes no time as he bounces off the ropes and connects with a hard running clothesline.]

Thomas Simon: Cable just almost took Kried's head off with that clothesline!

[Cable lets out an evil smile as he walks over to Kried who is slowly trying to get up. Cable grabs Kried by the hair and helps him up but is quickly hit with a shoulder thrust right to the stomach followed by another and then followed by a knee to the face which sends Cable down hard and grabbing his face. The crowd cheers as Kried quickly picks Cable up and lifts him up high over his head before holding him there for a second showcasing his strength. Kried then throws Cable to the mat who's back goes crashing into the mat. Kried wastes no time as he quickly picks Cable up and grabs him around the neck with both hands before lifting him up high into the air and then throwing him down with a double choke slam. Kried goes down to the mat and pins Cable! 1...2...Kickout! Cable is able to get his shoulder up before the 3 count. As Kried gets to his feet he pulls Cable up with him and hits him with a hard knee to the stomach before putting him underneath his legs. Kried lifts Cable up high over his head before dropping him down hard with a powerbomb. Kried once again goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout!

Thomas Simon: Cable is once again able to get his shoulder up just moments before the 3 count.

[Kried sits up on his knees as he can't believe Cable was able to kick out. Kried picks up the dazed Cable and irish whips him into the corner turnbuckle where Cable lays dazed. Kried charges at him and attempts a corner splash but as he does Cable is able to use the corner to lift both his legs up and connect with the stomach of Kried. Kried immediately stumbles back grabbing his stomach. Cable runs over to Kried and hits him with a quick swinging neckbreaker. Cable jumps up to his feet and as he does Kried has already made his way to his feet. Cable grabs Kried around the waist and belly to belly suplex's him halfway across the ring.]

Thomas Simon: Cable just showed some serious power there to be able to lift the bigger man so easily.

Bob Herman: That was impressive no matter how you look at it.

[Cable quickly goes for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! Kried is able to kick out pretty easily. Cable gets up and gets in the refs face for a moment before turning his attention back to Kried who is slowly trying to make his way to his feet. Cable helps Kried to his feet before kicking him in the stomach and putting his head between his legs. Cable lifts Kried up and drops him on his head with a hard piledriver. Cable once again goes for the pin! 1...2...Kickout! Kried just gets his shoulder up before the 3 count. Cable can't believe it as he stares down the ref before climbing up to the top rope and waiting for Kried to make his way to his feet. As Kried finally gets to his feet he turns to face Cable and as soon as he does Cable flies off the top rope and connects with a flying clothesline off the top rope!]

Bob Herman: What a flying clothesline!

[Cable considers going for the pin before picking Kried up and hitting him with the Cable Rush! After all the elbows to the face Kried goes down hard and seems to be out of it at this point. Cable just stands there as the crowd begins to boo him. He looks around the crowd with a sadistic look on his face and begins to flick them off as he waits for Kried. As he see's Kried get to all fours he immediately charges at him and connects with the KO Kick!]

Thomas Simon: What a brutal move that just was! A punt to the head!

Bob Herman: That has to be the end of this match!

[Cable lays his back on top of Kried for the pin! 1...2...Kickout!]

Thomas Simon: Kried kicked out again!

Bob Herman: Cable can't believe it!

Thomas Simon: He's not the only one!

[Cable sits up in disbelief as he stares down at the still fallen Kried and looks back up at the ref. Cable goes for the pin again! 1...2..Kickout! Kried kicks out yet again! Cable gets up frustrated as he gets in the refs face and complains about a slow count. After arguing with the refs for a few moments Cable turns back to face Kried who has stumbled to his feet. Cable grabs Kried by the arm and whips him into the ropes. Cable then bounces off the opposite rope and tries to hit Kried with a clothesline but Kried ducks under it, bounces off the rope, and then connects with a hard big boot to the face of Cable that sends Cable to mat hard. Cable is able to get up rather quickly but as he does he is hit with another big boot. This time Cable is slower to get up and as he finally does Kried whips him off the ropes and as he comes back picks him up and slams him down with a spinebuster. Kried gets to his feet as he looks around at the crowd and pumps them up. He picks Cable up, double underhooks his arms, and hits him with the Ride of the Valkyries!]

Thomas Simon: Ride of the Valkyries!

Bob Herman: What kind of stupid name is that anyway?

Thomas Simon: Who cares as long as it works! Kried going for the pin!

[Kried hooks Cable's leg for the pin! 1...2...3! Kried gets to his feet as his music hits and the ref raises his hand in the air.]

Thomas Simon: What a match by these two long time rivals!

Bob Herman: They used to be friends Tom. Doesn’t seem like it anymore!

[We see Jordan Storm in the locker rooms sitting on a bench with his head facing the locker and with some speakers in his ears as he's listening to music getting ready for his X-Core Title match later in the night. All of a sudden we hear the door swing open and then we see the hooded masked man from earlier who attacked Chicken standing directly behind Storm. After standing there for a moment he grabs Storm's head and slams it into the locker which immediately sends Storm down hard. The masked man begins to hammer down on Storm with some hard boots before walking over and picking up a chair. As Storm finally stumbles to his feet and turns to face his attacker he is hit hard in the top of the head with a chair shot! Storm falls down hard as the man drops the chair and stands there for a moment before again calmly walking out of the locker room.]

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X-Core Championship
Ash Soulsfate vs. Jordan Storm

["Living in a Dream" by Finger Eleven blasts through the loudspeakers. The crowd goes wild as Jordan bursts through the curtain. Yellow fireworks go off as Jordan stands atop the entrance ramp and raises his arms. Jordan walks down the entrance ramp and high fives fans along the way. Jordan steps through the ropes and as he does so, more yellow fireworks go off on top of the entrance ramp. Jordan goes to each of the turnbuckles and poses, with his arms in the air before getting down and into the corner of the ring as he waits for the champion to make his way out.]

[The lights go out, and the stage fills with green, and out comes Ash in a white wife beater, torn jeans, black tapped from hand to forearm, one black elbow pad on the right side. Walks at a comfortable pace, smirking most of the time, depending on his opponent. He rolls into the ring, and goes to the corner and props his self up on the corner turnbuckle as he stares over at Storm. Ash has the X-Core Title around his waist. He pulls it off and holds it high in the air staring down Jordan Storm the entire time. He hands it to the referee who holds the belt up high in the air before calling for the bell.]

[The two men come together and get face to face as they exchange words. Jordan Storm's head is already bandaged up from the attack he suffered earlier. Ash immediately throws a right hand that connects with the exact spot the band aid is on. Jordan returns a right hand of his own and they go back and forth with right and left hands until Jordan finally hits Ash with a haymaker that sends him down to the mat. Ash jumps back up but as he does he's hit with a hard clothesline!]

Thomas Simon: Looks like that attack earlier isn't going to affect Jordan Storm here tonight. He's made for this X-Core division!

Bob Herman: We still haven't found out who that was. Who do you think it was?

Thomas Simon: Probably one of those TWI cowards.

Bob Herman: Possibly.

[Storm picks Ash up and gorilla presses him over his head before throwing the champion over the top rope to the outside of the ring! Ash falls back first onto the ground outside the ring. Jordan Storm pumps the crowd up as he waits for Ash to get to his feet and as soon as he does he springs himself over the top rope and connects with a cross body! Storm quickly bounces up and receives a pop from the crowd for the high flying move. As Ash slowly tries to get up he is hit with a hard boot to the back by Storm that sends him crashing right back down. Storm picks up Ash and tries to irish whip him into the steel stairs but Ash is able to reverse it and send Storm shoulder first into the steel stairs!]

Thomas Simon: Things are starting to pick up already!

[Ash stares down a nearby fan as they exchange words Ash picks up the steel stairs and waits as Jordan Storm is slowly making his way to his feet. As soon as Storm is to his feet and looks up Ash sends the steel stairs crashing into his face!]

Thomas Simon: Ash Soulsfate just threw those steel stairs at Jordan Storm!

Bob Herman: This looks like it's going to be one hell of a match.

[Ash smiles as he picks Storm up and slides him back into the ring. Ash slides back in and goes for the quick pin! 1...2..Kickout! Jordan is able to kick out rather easily. Ash gets to his feet and begins to hammer down on Storm with repeated boots to the stomach until he finally decides to stop. Ash picks Storm up and underhooks his arm before picking him up and hitting him with a double underhook suplex into a backbreaker! Ash climbs on top of Storm and this time begins to hammer at his face with repeated hard right hands. We notice Storms bandaid has come off at this point and blood is starting to come out of the top of his head. As Ash gets to his feet he see's the blood in his hands and smiles. He picks Jordan Storm up and throws him over the top ropes and to the outside of the ring. Ash then climbs up to the top rope as he waits for Jordan to get up to his feet. As soon as he does Ash jumps off and connects with a flying clothesline from the top turnbuckle all the way to the outside of the ring!]

Thomas Simon: Holy shit!

Bob Herman: Did that just happen?

[Both Ash and Storm are down this time as after hitting Storm Ash fell awkwardly on his left leg and is grabbing it in pain. He still is able to get to his feet faster than Storm who is slowly making his way to a vertical base but is completely stunned. Ash walks over a grabs a chair from the spanish announce table and brings it over to where Storm is. Ash swings hard over his head with the chair trying to end this match but Storm is able to catch the chair! Storm kicks Ash in the stomach and pulls the chair away from him before reaching way back with the chair and swinging over his head and nailing Ash in the back with a chair shot that can be heard throughout the arena. Storm throws the chair into the ring before picking Ash up and also sliding him back into the ring. Storm then proceeds to reach under the ring and pull out a table from underneath. He slides it into the ring and then walks over to the chair and picks it up as he notices Ash slowly making his way to his feet. He reels back and nails Ash on the top of the head with the chair as Ash was on his knee's trying to make his way to his feet. Ash falls straight back after the brutal chair shot! Instead of going for the pin he sets up the table and walks back over to Ash.]

Thomas Simon: Storm has taken complete control of this match!

Bob Herman: Is he about to put the champion through that table?

Thomas Simon: If he does we might have a new champion here tonight!

[Storm places Ash's head between his legs and points up as the fans go crazy! Storm picks Ash up high over his head before slamming him through the table with a hard powerbomb!]

Bob Herman: He just broke Ash Soulsfate in half!

Thomas Simon: We have a new champion!

[Storm goes for the pin over the broken table. 1...2...Kickout!]

Thomas Simon: The Champ kicked out! Ash kicks out!

Bob Herman: How in the hell was he able to do that?

Thomas Simon: I don't know but this has turned into one hell of a match here tonight!

[Storm can't believe it as he immediately goes for the pin again! 1...2...Kickout! Ash barely gets a shoulder up again! Storm sits back in frustration as he looks at the fallen Ash trying to get back to his feet but he can't. Storm picks up the table and throws it out of the ring to get it out of his way. Storm then decides to climb up to the top rope. He waits as Ash slowly makes his way up and as he turns to face him Storm jumps off going for a double axe handle off the top rope but Ash was ready for it! Spear!]

Bob Herman: Ash just hit Storm with a spear out of nowhere!

Thomas Simon: In mid air! What a move!

[They both lay on the mat as the fans begin to cheer for the amazing effort that's being shown. Ash finally musters up the energy to barely put his hand over Storm for the pin! 1...2..Kickout! This time it's Storm who kicks out! Ash slowly gets to his feet as Storm is trying to stumble back to his feet. All of a sudden the crowd goes nuts as we see the hooded masked man from earlier walking calmly out to the ring with a chair in his hand.]

Thomas Simon: Look who it is! The masked man from earlier! He's coming to finish off Storm!

Bob Herman: Who could it be?

Thomas Simon: I have no idea but I hope we're about to find out!

[The masked man slides into the ring and as he does Ash turns to face him and is hit with a chair shot to the top of the skull! Ash falls straight back! The masked man throws down the chair as stares down the fallen X-Core Champion. He then turns his attention towards Jordan Storm who has finally made his way to his feet and has turned his attention towards the masked man. Blood is pouring down the face of Storm as he charges the masked man and tries to hit him with a clothesline that's ducked and followed by a Bicycle Super Kick! Storm goes down hard! The masked man moves both men into the middle of the ring and then climbs up to the top rope and jumps off with a 5 Star Frog Splash and connects with both men!]

Thomas Simon: Is that who I think it is?

[The masked man then puts Ash on top of Storm as the ref makes the count! 1...2...3! Ash wins!]

Thomas Simon: He just cost Jordan Storm the X-Core Title!

[All of a sudden we see the man pull his mask off and reveal that it is KUK KILLSWITCH!]

Bob Herman: KUK KILLSWITCH! IT'S KUK! I THOUGHT THOSE MOVES LOOKED FAMILIAR!

Thomas Simon: I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!

[Kuk is smiling as he stares down at the fallen Storm. The ref grabs the X-Core title and hands it to Ash who is finally making his way to his feet. Ash turns to face Kuk as the lights in the building all of a sudden go dark.]

Bob Herman: What now?

Thomas Simon: I don't know but things sure are getting interesting!

[There's a lot of silence until you finally hear a loud CRASH sound which has to be a chair connecting with somebodies skull! There's some gasps in the crowd as the lights come back on in the building we see Kuk laid out on the ground and Storm still laid out. Ash is standing at the front of the ring looking towards the ramp and doesn't notice the big black man standing behind him.]

Bob Herman: ANDRE DIXON!

Thomas Simon: NO WAY!

Bob Herman: That's him! ANDRE DIXON IS HERE IN THE MPW!

Thomas Simon: I thought he was still under contract in ICW?

Bob Herman: I don't know what's going to happen but Ash has no idea.

[Ash turns around and as he does he's immediately hit with a boot to the stomach and then a hard spinebuster in the middle of the ring. Dixon then picks up the fallen X-Core Title and stares down at it as Ash is slowly making his way to his feet. As he does Dixon nails Ash across the face with the X-Core Title which busts the head of Ash Soulsfate wide open and blood begins to pour out. Andre stands in the middle of the ring as all 3 men are laid out. He holds the X-Core Title high in the air before placing it over the body of Ash Soulsfae. The scene fades to backstage]]

[[Backstage the scene zooms in on the slightly open door of Johnny Clash where the top of a blonde females head is bouncing up and down. A loud moan is heard as it suddenly stops and all that is heard is heavy breathing. The girl stands up and straps a bra on and pulls some panties on her. She pulls some jeans up and puts a Johnny Clash T-Shirt on. Belt noises are heard as the door opens. Miss Biguns walks in to the room]]

Miss Biguns: Johnny I... What the hell

[[Jayde Brooklyn walks past Biguns and blows a kiss at Johnny]]

Jayde Brooklyn: Call me Clash

[[Johnny smirks and looks at Biguns as she folds her arms]]

Johnny Clash: What?

Miss Biguns: Are you kidding me? That blonde tramp?

Johnny Clash: What do you care we aren’t “Exclusive” remember?

Miss Biguns: Well why the hell not Johnny? I cook for you, I clean for you and I do things that no other women will EVER even think about doing to you. So here is the ultimatum Johnny. You either be my man and only MY man or I take a hike and that World Title shot comes with me!

[[Johnny stares at her and thinks for a minute]]

Johnny Clash: alright alright fine. We can be exclusive! Happy?

Miss Biguns: Not yet, I need to know that you are one hundred percent in to this.

Johnny Clash: what more do you want from me?

Miss Biguns: Change your Facebook status

Johnny Clash: Woe! That’s a little much don’t you think? I mean what will all the girls from Hooters think that I’m friends with like Tasha and Kaylie and Lissa and Capri and...

Miss Biguns: Alright say goodbye to your title shot!

Johnny Clash: wait wait wait! Okay fine. I’ll do it.

Miss Biguns: Good. Now im going to my locker room. Wash yourself off from that skank and meet me in there in fifteen minutes.

[[Biguns walks out and Johnny takes a can of ax and sprays it down his pants. He leaves the room as the scene fades to the ring]]

Television Championship
TLC Match
Roxi Johnson vs. Taufik vs. TJ Pain

[The scene opens up. There are folding chairs and collapsed ladders along one side of the ring. On the other, there are set up tables up against the barricade.]

Honey Winters: The following contest is for the MPW Television Title and will be contested with Tables, Ladders and Chairs! To win this match, you must climb the ladder, and unhook the championship. Once the championship is unhooked, the person who holds the championship is the new champion.

["Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, 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 slow walk 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: Roxi looks pumped up for this one…

Bob Herman: Who wouldn’t?! She may become TV Champ tonight!

[As soon as the intro of Taufik theme started, the fans immediately jeers because they know what's coming next. Taufik step pout of the curtain looking at the fans in disgust before spitting onto the floor signifying the dirty soils in America. He makes his way into the while exchanging words with the fans. When he reaches to the steps, he raises both of his hands high up while saying Allah with much passion before entering the ring. Once he reached to the ring, he looks at the fans while waiting for his opponent.]

Bob Herman: Do you think Taufik could regain his title tonight?

Thomas Simon: Good question, he might. But he’s got some tough competition ahead of him.

Bob Herman: You’re damn right on that one, Tommy boy!

[[With a loud burst of static, "Cult of Personality" by Set the Charge rings out across the arena for a second time tonight. From out behind the curtain, none other than TJ Pain walks out backwards with his arms out to the sides with his palms up and the MPW TV title belt around his waist. He is wearing a black shirt with the words "Get Real Bitches" on the back in gold and red script, solid black long tights with a large gold Victorian cross on both legs, black kick pads with gold barbed wire circling them and black mat shoes underneath them. His wife Roxxanne follows close behind with a admiring smile. TJ struts down the ramp and glides his hands over the outstretched ones of fans. He reaches the ringside area and jumps from foot to foot briefly before putting a knee on the apron and pulling himself up as Roxxanne takes the stairs. TJ holds open the ropes for her and follows, jumping up onto the second turnbuckle. He takes off the belt and holds it up with his right hand. He lowers it, nods and jumps down. He hands Roxxanne the belt as she takes a position at ring side and TJ waits.]

[Before the match begins, the referee signals for Roxanne to leave ringside. They argue back and forth but she eventually leaves.]

Honey Winters: Introducing first, the challengers…

From Singapore, weighing in tonight at 250 pounds… “The Franchise”… Taufik!!!

[The crowd boos immensely and Taufik raises his arms again.]

Next, from Tampa, Florida… Roxi… Johnson!!!!!

[The crowd erupts with cheers for their favorite in the match.]

And finally, wrestling out of Sin City by way of Baltimore, Maryland...he is the MPW Television Champion...he is the self proclaimed "Jesus of Wrestling" and weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds...Teee....Jaaay....PAAAAIN!!!

[The champ holds up his title as the crowd boos loudly.]

[The referee takes the title and shows it to all involved. He raises it up.]

Bob Herman: Here we go… What a match this will be.

Thomas Simon: These three superstars will be put to the limit with these Tables, Ladders and Chairs!!

[The bell rings and the three competitors wait for one of them to make a move. The champ, TJ Pain, exits the ring and goes straight for one of the chairs that are set up by the commentating table. Roxi watches him but from behind Taufik attacks her with a double axe handle to the back and sends her down to the mat. The crowd reacts with loud boos. He goes to work. He stands Roxi up and Irish whips her into the ropes and on the rebound catches her and puts her into a sleeper hold. Meanwhile, TJ folds a chair and slides in the ring behind Taufik. He cracks the chair on the back of the former TV champion who screams out in pain.]

Bob Herman: The screams tell the story… Roxi was definitely saved by the champ right there!!

Thomas Simon: You’ve got that right… The TV champ definitely knows how to handle his business.

[TJ still holds the chair and looks right at Roxi. He creeps closer and closer. Roxi gets on her knees and begs for him not to hit her. TJ stops and considers. Before he could react, Roxi nails TJ in the crotch which sends him backwards.]

Thomas Simon: Ouch…

Bob Herman: That hurt me… Ouch is right Tommy!

Thomas Simon: Look at Roxi! She’s going for a ladder! She wants to end it right here!

[Roxi throws a ladder in the ring. She rolls in and sets it up. She begins to climb it and go straight for the championship. Taufik has fully recovered and pushes over the ladder. Roxi lands on her back in the ring as TJ and Taufik are on their feet. TJ barely able to stand too much after the crotch shot. Taufik looks to him and charges. He lands a huge clothesline that sends him flying on his back. He realizes the position he’s in. He grabs the ladder and sets it up. He looks up high and climbs. He gets to the title, and begins to unravel it, until Roxi, from out of nowhere comes and knocks down the ladder. Taufik goes falling to the outside of the ring and awkwardly lands on his ankle. He yells out in pain. He holds his ankle and is cringing in pain. ET and staff come to his aide immediately.]

Thomas Simon: Wow… I think Tauf was hurt bad on that one!

Bob Herman: That was a tough and ugly fall… No wonder he’s hurting right now!

[As the medical staff and a couple refs attend to Taufik’s injury, Roxi and TJ begin to battle in the ring. Back and forth. Punch after punch, connecting. Roxi pushes TJ back and turns and books it to the ropes. She connects with a springboard DDT. Leaving TJ a mess on the canvas. Roxi continues the assault by bouncing off the second rope once again and hitting a springboard moonsault onto the midsection of her opponent and current champion. As soon as she raises up, her fist goes straight in the air.]

Bob Herman: Wow! We may be looking at the newest MPW TV Champ!!

Thomas Simon: Well, she can’t get cocky now… There’s still some time in this match… If she decides not to climb!!

[Taufik is now being put on a stretcher with a boot on his left ankle. He is in a lot of pain and is grabbing his face.]

Thomas Simon: It looks like this will be one on one!!

Bob Herman: That sucks!! I hope he gets better soon!!

[Roxi leaves the ring and grabs a table. She sets it up so it’s perpendicular to a ringpost. She climbs back in the ring and drags the groggy champion to the corner. She sets him up on the second rope and punches him a couple times in the face. She puts his right arm over her right shoulder and puts her left fist in the air. Looking for a Super Sambo Suplex. Before she could do it, Pain elbows her in the side of the head and reverses the hold into a side hold of his own. He leaps and connects with a side-slam through a table. The crowd is going crazy.]

Bob Herman: OH MY GAWD!!!!

Thomas Simon: Those two just went through a table together!! In thrilling fashion I may add!!!!!

[The two are laying lifeless amongst the wreckage. The crowd is screaming “Holy shit! Holy shit!”. After a couple of brief moments of no movement, the champion begins to stir a bit and try to get to his feet. Roxi still does not move at all. Once TJ is up, being supported by the apron on the side of the ring, he goes under the ring for a weapon. A 2x4 is selected. He throws that in the ring. He proceeds to the steel steps. Under one half of the steps is a bottle of lighter fluid and a grill lighter. TJ takes both out and throws those in the ring as well. He moves back around and picks up Roxi, who is still not moving. He picks her up and hits a standing spine buster. She lays there, still lifeless. He rolls into the ring and picks up the 2x4 and the fluid. He pours the fluid on one end of the wood. He throws the fluid outside the ring and picks up the lighter. The lighter is struck and one edge of the wood is ignited into flames. Pain raises it in the air and the crowd anticipates something huge. He carefully exits the ring with it. Pain raises the flame into the air and yells out to the arena. They boo him but still await something to happen. All of a sudden, a couple of refs come out to convince him not to do anything to Roxi. Not set her on fire, at least. He laughs at them. They become angry and yell at him. He doesn't like that too much, he swings and hits one of the officials and his shirt is caught on fire. He rolls on the padding outside the ring and puts out the flames but there is obvious burns on his skin. Meanwhile, Roxi has gotten up and quickly grabbed a chair from under the ring. TJ turns around after the ref was settled. She swings a clocks him in the face with the chair and he goes down. The referees quickly grab the enflamed 2x4 and run up the ramp with it. The two competitors are still out. Roxi has fallen in exhaustion and pain. Both lifeless. The crowd cheers both of them.]

Bob Herman: Wow, this is crazy!!

Thomas Simon: These guys will put it all on the line, won't they!?

[After a couple of moments of no life within the two... Roxi begins to stand slowly and hurt... She uses the apron to stand and rolls in the ring. She uses her only energy to set up the ladder and begin to climb it, ever so slowly. The crowd begins to cheer loudly, seeing as there may be a new TV champ. But, TJ notices, and quickly, but groggily, rolls in the ring and climbs the ladder on the other end. The two venture up slowly. They battle back and forth for a couple of moments. Trading the momentum. Pain grabs her looking for a suplex, but she gets out of it. Roxi roundhouse kicks him that makes him groggy.]

Bob Herman: These guys could be up there all day!!

Thomas Simon: Neither want to give up!

[Until a pop from the crowd is heard and neither of them are aware.]

Bob Herman: WHAT!?

Thomas Simon: No way!!!!

[The ladder falls down and both competitors going flying off. TJ flies out of the ring and onto the padding, Roxi's face hits a turnbuckle and she goes flying backwards onto the canvas.]

Thomas Simon: I can't believe it!! Taufik came back out from being injured... And saved his hopes of being MPW Television Champion by knocking the ladder over!! Who would've thought!?

Bob Herman: My heart is beating so fast!! The sound in this arena is deafening!! Oh my god!!

[Taufik looks up out at the arena and the crowd who boo him extremely loudly. He walks around and rolls out of the ring. He goes under the ring and grabs a couple kendo sticks, a trash can, a mysterious bag of sorts, a couple chairs and a table, and puts them all in the ring. He rolls back in and clears a small area on the canvas. He grabs the bag he had grabbed and opens it up. He pours out thousands and thousands of thumbtacks. All over the ring. Piling up. He turns to Roxi, who is still down from her fall, grabs a chair and heads over to her. Raising the chair up and slamming it down, he hits her in the back with the chair which makes her scream out in pain. He puts the chair on her ankle and closes it. He stomps on the legs of the chair which snap the chair on her leg. She squirms around in pain, yelling and screaming. TJ Pain has somehow gotten in the ring and is waiting behind Taufik, also. As Taufik turns, TJ lifts him up and powerslams him onto the tacks. The crowd pops, grimacing in pain.]

Thomas Simon: Oh my god!!!!!!

Bob Herman: Look at Taufik!! He has thousands of tacks in his back!!

[Taufik sits up, and then rolls over off the tacks and lays on his stomach. The tacks are still in his back. TJ realizes that he has a chance to grab his title, he sets up the ladder in the center of the ring and looks up. He begins to climb the ladder. With a bolt of adrenaline, Roxi jolts forward. She climbs up the ladder and meets TJ at the top. They fight back and forth. Punches, back and forth. Roxi gains the upperhand. She then knocks TJ off the ladder, but he falls right onto the referee. Crumpling him up in a mess on the canvas. Roxi grabs the title and unhooks it. She falls off the ladder with it and drops it in the center of the ring. Roxi lays lifeless on the canvas. The title is by itself. The crowd pops, believing that she has won the title. Then, TJ looks up, and grabs the title. He looks at the ref and begins to show the title to him. The referee points towards the time keeper. The bell rings.]

Honey Winters: Here is your winner, and still MPW Television Champion... T... J... PAIN!!!!!!!

["Cult Of Personality" plays and TJ smiles extremely widely.]

Thomas Simon: What!? No!!!

Bob Herman: What a cheap bastard!!!

[TJ walks up the ramp with the title in his hands. But before he gets backstage, his music cuts as "One Step Closer" by Linkin Park plays and the TNT GM Madd Katt comes out with a referee and halts TJ in his path.]

Madd Katt: TJ... There's no way you are walking out the champion like that. This match isn't over yet. Get back in that ring, give the title to the ref, and restart the match!!

[TJ starts yelling and screaming at the GM the referee takes the title out of his hands and runs to the ring. The title holder lowers and they restart the match. Roxi looks up, seeing TJ walking back to the ring. As he enters, Roxi hops up and hits him with a loud enziguri, which knocks him right back out of the ring.]

Bob Herman: Wow!! The GM restarting the match, and the champion getting his head rocked!!!

Thomas Simon: What a match!!!

[Taufik has begun to move. He stands up and looks at Roxi, as she turns around, he charges and connects with a Surprise!!! Both fall down immediately. The crowd pops.]

Thomas Simon: This match is crazy!! Oh my god!!!

Bob Herman: Each and every person involved in this match has come to play today!!

[TJ is hanging on the apron. He rolls in the ring. He grabs a kendo stick and looks at Taufik. He begins to slam the stick onto the back of "The Franchise". Roxi has begun to move as well, surprisingly. She grabs a chair, she stands and goes towards TJ. She spins him around and hits a huge chairshot. CRACK!!! TJ falls to the mat. On his forehead, there is a huge cut that immediately begins to bleed down his face. Roxi drops the chair. She looks up at the title. She rolls out of the ring and grabs a second ladder. She sets it up next to the original ladder. She climbs it, once she is halfway up, Taufik grabs the bottom rung of the ladder Roxi is climb. He pulls himself up. Taufik begins to climb. Both are now at the top of the ladder.]

Bob Herman: Uh oh, this is never good...

Thomas Simon: These situations are never good... Someone's gonna get hurt here... Both are reaching for the title.

Bob Herman: Wait!! Look at TJ!! He's moving! Oh... He's bleeding bad!!!

[TJ begins to climb the original ladder, alongside the other competitors. Once all three are at the top, the crowd stands on their feet. Anticipating something. Something big. Taufik gains the upper hand. He pushes Roxi backwards. She goes through the commentator table on one end of the ring.]

Bob Herman: OH MY GAWD!!!!

Thomas Simon: WHAT A FALL!!! SHE MUST HAVE FELL AT LEAST 20 FT AND SO FAR BACKWARDS THAT ROXI JOHNSON JUST WENT THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCER TABLE!!!!!!!

Bob Herman: ARE YOU ALIVE, ROXI!?!?! I don't think she can hear me!!!!

[In the ring, as the crowd pops. TJ switches onto the other ladder. Taufik has head down. TJ brings it up and puts him into a suplex position. He slowly and carefully pulls Taufik over the top of the ladder and puts him on the ladder next to him so they're angled sideways. He then lifts, and suplexes Taufik off the ladder, and out of the ring through a pre-set up table on the outside of the ring. The crowd pops to their feet. Taufik lays lifeless in the ruins of a table, as does Roxi. This is TJ's chance. He looks up at the title. He crawls over to a ladder. He begins to climb. Ever so slowly up. The crowd watches as TJ tries for the title. He grabs the top rung. All of a sudden, Roxi slides into the ring. She jolts up the ladder and meets TJ at the top.]

Bob Herman: Oh my god, these guys just won't quit...

[Roxi and TJ battle it out for a bit with punches and slaps.]

[Roxi gets a few shots in on TJ. He becomes groggy and not aware of where he is. Then, Roxi pushes TJ down off the ladder, keeping her up. Taufik still lays outside of the ring through the table and with Roxi alone on the top of the ladder, it's her chance.]

Bob Herman: Roxi is at the top by herself!!!!

Thomas Simon: Here we go!!!

[Roxi reaches up and unhooks the championship and the crowd pops. She raises it up in the air as "Outsider" plays.]

Honey Winters: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, and new MPW Television Champion, Roxi, Johnson!!!

[Roxi climbs down the ladder and once she is on the mat, she raises the title up and leaves the ring under her own power and continues to walk up the ramp.]

Thomas Simon: I can't believe the match we just saw!!! Wow!!

Bob Herman: New champion... Who'd a thought!?

[Brandon Nytrus appears on the stage and stares Roxi down. She notices and stops in her tracks]

Bob Herman: Nytrus is on the stage!

Thomas Simon: He is gazing in to the eyes of the television Champion right here.

[Nytrus nods and claps as the scene fades to commercial]

{{COMMERCIAL}}

Thomas Simon: Ladies and Gentlemen we are here live via satellite with none other than former North American Champion Aidan Caine. Aidan can you hear us?

[[Aidan appears on the screen as the fans cheer]]

Aidan Caine: Yes I can hear you Tom. How’s everything going over there in Vegas!

Thomas Simon: It’s been a wild night Aidan but the more important matter is your health. Aidan when can we see you back in an MPW ring?

Aidan Caine: You know guys I was taken to hell and back last week at Unsanctioned. Rage might have won the match but he hasn’t won the war. Also to my man Trey Baxter, I appreciate the title shot dude.

[[The fans cheer]]

Aidan Caine: as far as seeing me back in the ring, the doctors said I should be cleared by say... Wednesday which means that Aidan Caine will be back home next Thursday Night!

[[The fans cheer again]]

Thomas Simon: that is great to hear Aidan and we certainly look forward to seeing you back here next week!

Aidan Caine: thanks guys and I can’t wait to be back!

[[The scene cuts on the screen as it returns to the announcers sky box]]

Bob Herman: Aidan Caine looks beat up!

Thomas Simon: But he is also going to be cleared to wrestle before Rage is. That has to be credible towards something Bob!

Bob Herman: Who got the pin? Not Aidan. That’s all that matters.

Thomas Simon: It is now time for our MAIN EVENT of the evening!

[[Hero by Skillet hits and the fans boo as Johnny Clash walks out on to the stage with a martini and a bucket of popcorn. He walks over to the timekeepers table which has been replaced with a regular wood table after the X-core match. He takes the headset and puts it on his head. He sits down next to the timekeeper]]

Johnny Clash: Bob, Tom. Nice to join you guys!

Bob Herman: Johnny my man!

Thomas Simon: Thank god we are up here and you are down there.

Johnny Clash: Just thought I would get a closer look at my next weeks opponent

Trey Baxter vs. Drake Hunter

Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title match. Introducing first from Chicago, Illinois weighing in tonight at 220 lbs and standing at 6 ft 2 he is the MPW Heavyweight Champion of the World TREEEEYYYYY BAXXXTTTEEEERRRR.

[Trey to the cheer of the fans makes his way to the ring to his music "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine]

Introducing second from Melbourne, Australia weighing in at 215 lbs and at 5'11" he is "The Punk" 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. 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.

Thomas Simon: We have been waiting for this match for a very long time, to of the very best wrestlers in the world including out worlds champion will be facing off tonight in a match that will be a thriller.

Bob Herman: Despite the amount of times I disagree with you Simon this time I have to because these guys are the best, despite the recent what i think changes for the better Drake is still one of the best and we'll get a good idea of who really is the better of the two.

Thomas Simon: This is also a key match for Drake because if he wins tonight by beating the world champ then he is surely in line for a title shot down the line, even at Uncivil War.

Johnny Clash: I have beaten Drake before as you all saw. I can’t wait to get in the ring one on one with Trey.

[The bell rings to the cheer of the fans as Drake and Trey circle eachother as they lock up in the middle of the ring. Drake ducks under quickly grabbing the waist of Trey from the back. Trey counter quickly by grabbing one of Drake's arm and twisting it into an arm lock. Drake then counters quickly by grabbing the rope near by and flipping showing great athleticism to get out of the arm lock. Just as Hunter escapes the hold Trey follows quickly by kicking Drake in the gut and goes for light out, but Drake realising escapes quickly then grabbing Trey in a front facelock going for the DIA but Trey pushes Drake away and just as he turns around both go for a dropkick simultaneously leaving both hitting nothing but air]

Thomas Simon: Well this just gives us a hint of what sort of pace this match is going to be wrestled at, both guys so athletic and precise that they could pin the other with one swift yet lethal move.

Bob Herman: Remember though that these guys are also very resiliant and will take more than one move to keep them down for a three count!

[The fans cheer as Drake and Trey stare eachother down smirking as both nearly hit there respective finishers. They lock up again and this time it's Trey with the advantage by catching Drake off guard and pushes him to the corner where he unloads with rights that leave Drake stunned. Trey continues the assault with now elbows to the neck and knees to the gut. Drake falls seated in the corner and Trey doesn't lay off him with repeated mud hole stomps. The referee pulls Trey off at the count of four which gives enough time for Drake to recover as the incoming Trey gets dropkicked and hits the second turnbuckle face first. Drake gets to his feet rolling his neck and shoulder around after the short attack by Trey. Drake now goes on the attack with rights and then stomps to the seated Trey. The ref this time pulls Drake off but Trey is still vunerable after the kick to the knee as Drake grabs him leg first to the centre of the ring where he unloads a lethal right kick to the back of Baxter as the sound of the kick echo's throughout the arena. Drake now picks Baxter up to his knees where he unloads with forearms to the head of Trey. Drake then looks at the ropes behind him before rebounding off them to duck an oncoming clothesline by Trey, Drake then holds onto the ropes so he doesn't rebound again, realising this Trey runs towards him but is met by a back heel kick to the ribs]

Thomas Simon: Get a load of those kicks by Drake!

Johnny Clash: He kicks like a girl

[Drake then springboards off the second rope looking for a crossbody but is met with a dropkick to the gut. The crowd cheer as Trey cover.

1.......2

Drake kicks out just after the two count. Trey appeals to the fans then waits for Drake who uses the ropes to get back up, as Drake turns he is met with a clothesline that brings him to the outside, Trey then claps quicker and quicker to motivate the fans before springing off the oppostie ropes and hitting the groggy Drake on the outside with a middle rope suicide dive, both men are down.]

Thomas Simon: What a move by the champ!

Johnny Clash: What? I didnt do any move

[Trey is the first up and grabs Drake who is on his knees and throws him back into the ring, Trey then jumps up to the ring apron and calls for something, he waits till Drake is standing again, Baxter spingboards off the top rope looking for a diving clothesline but Drake rolls out of the way, Trey realises this late and uses a roll himself to soften the blow, Trey then turns around to a ready Drake who hits the cuthroat neckbreaker centre of the ring. Cover by Drake

1...2..

The ref counts two ad Drake rises in frustrations, he is now in control and he gets up and stomps away at Trey before dropping an elbow to his sternum. Drake then continues the assault by helping Trey to his feet before flipping him around and hitting a back suplex. Instead of making a cover Drake gets up to the second turnbuckle and flips the middle finger to the fans which brings a massive wave of boos]

Thomas Simon: What a cocky ass mhmm lucky I can’t swear on this broadcast

Bob Herman: It aint cocky pibquick it's being confident, you see now that Drake doesn't care about the fans he is much more focused and able to do things that the "old" Drake only wishes he could do.

[The time waisted allows Trey to get to his knees where he surprises the incoming Hunter with a right the gut, Drake realizing the comeback grounds Trey quickly with a sick roundhouse right to the face of Trey.

Drake covers

1....2.....

Only gets 2. Drake gets up telling the referee is arguing it was a three count before going back to the assault with more stomps than followed by mounting trey where he hits repeated rights to the head of Trey before the ref pulls Drake off of Trey. Drake gives a sick grin as he calls for the end. Drake waits behind Trey who gets up slowly, Trey gets to his feet to be met by Drake who attempts the leaping facebuster but Trey moves out of the way when Drake leaps in the air, Drake hits the mat holding his ass as Trey now waits for Drake to get to his feet where he clothesline him two consecutive times before bouncing off the ropes and hitting a leg lariat. Drake is not on his knees groggy, Trey now gets pumped up before giving repeated right kicks to the bare chest of Drake, Trey than stops and goes for a straight kick to the temple of Drake, but Punk ducks at quickly gets to his feet trying a roundhouse of his own but now Trey ducks and finally he hits his own.]

Thomas Simon: What a kick by Trey! The Punk is down and this could be it.

Johnny Clash: Trey kicks high. You think he was a cheerleader?

[Trey who is also on the ground drags himself to the cover

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

It's nearly three but Drake kicks out

After a few seconds while both try to recover, Drake crawls to the corner where he picks himself using the ropes, Trey who is on his knees waits till he is standing in the corner before attempting a running corner high knee but Drake moves out of the way and Trey goes crashing to the outside. Drake now is waiting till Trey gets up using the barricade on the outside before springboarding to the third turnbuckle before diving to the outside right onto Trey. The crowd goes wild

MPDUB MPDUBMPDUB MPDUBMPDUB MPDUBMPDUB MPDUBMPDUB MPDUB

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD!!!! WHAT A MOVE, THIS MATCH IS MENTAL

[The referee gets to 8 before both roll into the ring, Drake is first up and out of nowhere just as Baxter gets to his knees where Drake hits the Iron Foot]

Bob Herman: THE IRON FOOT BY DRAKE, THIS THING IS OVER!!

[Drake covers

1......2....Thre...

Thomas Simon: oh my g.. Trey just kicked out with a millisecond before the three count of one of Drake's finishing moves!

Johnny Clash: WEAK! That’s barely a finisher.

[Drake is frustrated as he is the first to get to his feet and waits for Trey once again to get to his knees and attempts the Iron Foot one more time but this time Baxter realises and ducks the kick attempt, Drake trys to get to his feet quickly but Trey is first and goes on the assault with right and left slaps followed by a backhand that leaves Drake about to fall, Trey then finishes the combo with a right roundhouse that makes Drake nearly fall but Trey catches him and hits a rock bottom. Cover by Trey

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

Kickout by Drake

Thomas Simon: OH MY I really thought that was there!

Johnny Clash: You get excited easy don’t you Simon?

Bob Herman: He does Johnny!

[Both struggle to there feet, Drake using the ropes to get up is intercepted by Trey who throws him in the corner and with a lethal look on his face runs and hits the running high knee to the cheer of the fans followed by a running bulldog. Trey gets to his feet quickly and calls for the lights out]

Thomas Simon: Here we go Trey is now looking to end it here, he is going for the move he won and has defended his title with over the last couple of months with the Lights Out!

[Trey waits for Drake to get up and he turns around to face Trey. Trey hits the Lights out! He pins Drake]

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

Honey Winters: here is your winner. Trey Baxter!

Johnny Clash: What a match guys WHAT A MATCH! I am totally going to download it illegally tomorrow and watch it again!

[Trey gets his hand raised by the referee as Drake rolls out of the ring. Trey looks over at the timekeepers table and Johnny takes the headset off. He stands up and claps with a smug smile on his face]

Thomas Simon: The staredown between next weeks challengers for that piece of gold.

[The scene fades on Johnny Clash smiling at Trey Baxter]