[The pyros explode as the fans cheer for the start of the first show of the New Year. The camera pans around the arena at screaming fans and than cuts over to the announce table]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to MPW TNT everybody and Happy 2013!

Bob Herman: We are starting the year right. Ash is finally going to lose his title tonight in an Ultimate X match!

Thomas Simon: I don't know about the lose part but I can't wait to get this started!

[One Step Closer by Linkin Park hits as Madd Katt comes walking out on to the stage. The fans cheer him on]

Bob Herman: Oh my goodness what is this goon doing here?

Thomas Simon: The Katt is in the house!

Bob Herman: I thought he was relieved of his duties as the General Manager?

[Madd Katt steps in to the ring and takes a microphone. Before speaking his music stops. He takes off his suit jacket and places it nicely over the top rope. He than takes off his tie and does the same. He rolls up his sleeves and straightens them out nice]

Madd Katt: I'm going to cut right to the chase here. I have been humiliated and beaten down. I have been stripped of my rights as the General Manager of TNT. I was made a fool by a fool that I made.

[The fans chant for Madd Katt]

Madd Katt: Now I know I am no longer under contract and I know that I don't have rights to make any matches but what I do have is knowledge. Many many years of knowledge. Wrestling knowledge to be exact. And what I have done for majority of my career is wrestle.

[The crowd starts to get fired up cheering for Madd Katt]

Madd Katt: So that means tonight im here to Wrestle! Im not here to manage anyone im here to fight im here to wrestle and Johnny Clash im calling your ass out!

[Madd Katt walks around the ring getting pumped up. Johnny Clash appears on the big screen clapping with his sunglasses on]

Johnny Clash: Very good Madd Katt. Did you practice that one in the mirror? You have some nerve coming out on to MY show and demanding to fight me. I never came out on to TNT when you ran it and demanded to fight you. You see you aren't mad at the fact I beat you down you are mad at the fact that I manipulated you and I tricked you. No i didn't trick you I out smarted you which was a lot easier than I thought it would be. So put your jacket back on, put your tie back on and go home Katt. Go home. You have no business being out here in a wrestling ring when your wrestling days are done. Over.

Madd Katt: Well I say you are a coward and you should get your ass down here to fight me!

[The crowd cheers but Johnny just laughs]

Johnny Clash: See I can't do that I have a show to run and harming someone not under contract would be a really bad lawsuit. Now I didn't want it to have to come to this but boys. Take him out of here.

[Security comes through the curtain and on to the stage. The fans boo and Madd Katt looks straight in to Johnny's eyes. Security makes their way halfway down the ring and stop.]

Madd Katt: Hey hey listen. Ill leave no need to escort me. I'm a grown man I will leave on my own free will.

[Madd Katt starts leaving the ring as security backs up]

Johnny Clash: Wait a minute, what the hell is security doing out here? I was talking about the OTHER boys to come get you.

[Madd Katt shrugs and mouths "What?"]

Thomas Simon: Oh no!

[From behind, Andre Dixon, Drake Hunter and Chris Cable attack Madd Katt as the fans boo. Madd Katt reaches towards security but they walk away.]

Bob Herman: He wanted a fight now he gets one!

Thomas Simon: this isn't fair!

[Andre puts Madd Katt in powerbomb position and AOA lifts him up. They are about to powerbomb Madd Katt when the crowd pops. Trey Baxter and Ash Soulsfate run through the crowd and clear the ring. Clash's goons scurry up the ramp as Clash's face disapears from the screen. Trey and Ash help Madd Katt up as the three stand tall in the middle of the ring]

Thomas Simon: Thank god Trey and Ash are here!

Bob Herman: They ruined everything once again. Unbelievable!

Match 1

Honey Winters: This next match is scheduled for one fall! Already in the ring, Chase Ramsey!

[We come back from commercial as Chase Ramsey is already in the ring. 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 they boo him]

Honey Winters: and in the ring from Singapore, Taufik!

[As the bell rings the two start circling each other, looking for an opening, Taufik is the first to move in for the collar and elbow and gains the upper hand, going behind his opponent with the hammerlock, but Ramsey quickly reverses into one of his own. Taufik throws a back elbow, but Chase ducks and spins his opponent into a hiptoss, Taufik blocks it and goes for one of his own, Ramsey stops it with a knee to the midsection, Taufik doubles over and Ramsey capitalizes with a swinging neckbreaker. Chase keeps on his opponent locking in the reverse chinlock, Taufik battles back slowly fighting his way back to his feet and startling Ramsey with a series of elbows to the gut. Chase[ lets go and springs to the ropes going for the shoulderblock, but Taufik stands firm, Chase goes for another, but to no avail, he goes for it a third time but this time Taufik steps forward and sends him flying with an overhead belly to belly.]

Thomas Simon: Taufik sent Ramsey flying high there

Bob Herman: yeah and landing hard

[As Ramsey slowly gets up holding his back Taufik moves in and grabs him by the neck dragging him up into a sideheadlock and landing a devastating punch sending Chase staggering backwards and up against the ropes, Taufik elegantly sweeps in and grabs Chase in a waistlock flipping him over and going into a bridge with the Nothernlights for the pin]

Thomas Simon: is this the end of the match already?

[1...2 kickout by Ramsey, Taufik wastes little time getting back up and takes control of Chase with a series of stiff punches to the head and shoulder of Ramsey before locking in the armbar. The Aristocrat slowly works his way up to his knees the pain is written on his face as Taufik leans backwards applying more pressure. Ramsey grinds his teeth as he clinches his fist and lands one right in the bread basket of his opponent, Taufik quickly pays back the punch dragging Ramsey up by the arm and landing a club like lariat to the back of Chase Ramsey sending him stumbling into the ropes. Furiously Taufik again goes on the attack taking Ramsey's legs out with a chopblock]

Thomas Simon: Taufik is taking his opponent apart limb for limb it seems

Bob Herman: exactly Tommy Boy very intelligent strategy here from Taufik, first taking out the arm weakening his opponents ability to execute moves and then the legs so he hasn't got a chance to run away

Thomas Simon: Well Bob I may not know much about Chase Ramsey, but he doesn't strike me as a guy who runs away

[Taufik grabs a hold of Ramsey's leg and goes for the spinning toehold, but Chase pushes him off with a kick in the butt, sending Taufik face first into the corner. The Savior shakes his head as he staggers out of the corner and right into a spear like maneuver from Chase launching himself at Taufik from a kneeling position. Ramsey floats over and grabs Taufik's right arm brutally stretching out and driving his knee repeatedly into the elbow, before locking in an armbar of his own.]

Looks like The Aristocrat has taken a page out of Taufik's own book here as he continues to work over the arm

[Slowly The Savior works his way up to a seated position, Chase still has the armbar stitched in as Jamal suddenly jumps up on the apron and starts arguing with the referee, as Ian Andrews slides into the ring from the other side. Ramsey lets go of Taufik and expedites Andrews to the outside with a clothesline. The referee finally gets rid of Jamal as Chase to face Taufik, who nails him with his Surprise superkick and drops down for the cover]

Bob Herman: SURPRISE!!!! Did you see it Tommy never has a finisher been named more appropriately

Thomas Simon: Can't argue with you there Bob, but it took the help of two others to hit it

Bob Herman: Don't ruin the Surprise Tommy boy

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

Honey Winters: And your winner THE SAVIOR TAAAAUUUUUUFFFFFFIIIIIKKKKK!!!!!!

Bob Herman: What a win! Sorry Chase try again next time!

Thomas Simon: great win picked up by the Savior.

The shot with Jimmy Fatal standing backstage in front of a MPW loge. Fatal is clad in his usual black t-shirt, worn out jeans and black boots as he paces back and forth like a tiger in a cage. Finally he stops and turns staring straight into the camera with eyes burning of frustration.

Fatal: A year has passed... or to talk MPW time half a year has passed since Jimmy Fatal came to this company, confused and insecure, looking to redeem himself

He pauses and seemingly calms down a little and a smirk starts playing on his lips

Fatal: but he could not find redemption in or outside the ring, couldn't find it whether fans jeered or cheered him, no he couldn't find it by looking to everybody else to give it to him

His head drops and he looks down almost looking like he is in a trance, as the words slowly escape from him

Fatal: That was 2012, it was last year, it is the past and he is the Jimmy Fatal of yesterday... The past won't be forgotten and he won't be forgotten, they will serve as a reminder of who I was and a testament to who I have become.

Slowly he rises his head, a serious and focused expression now showing on his face as he starts to talk again with a harder and intense tone in his voice

Fatal: Now its 2013 and I'll use this year to kill off, the Jimmy Fatal who was and let myself be reborn as the Jimmy Fatal, I want to be... you can call me the Deadman from now on cause that is the mark I'll bare, its my warning to the MPW locker room, you'll have to kill me to defeat me. You may beat me down, you may pin my shoulders or knock me out, but you will not be able to defeat me!!!

Again he calms down a little lowering his eyes and a thoughtful look comes over him

Fatal: 2011 and 2012 have been years of battle for me, the toughest battle of my life, I fought the meanest and most devious opponent anyone could come up against, I waged war with myself!!!... but in the end I stood victorious and now its time to carry on.
So today I'm here to send an invite to anyone, who want's to fight, I want to invite you to my Deadman Wonderland, where you fight to survive!!!!

He lets out a sick rolling laughter as he walks off, with the shot slowly fading

Match 2

[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. Tyler Rose then emerges from the back, standing atop the rampway, basking in the light a smile upon his face.]

Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring. The Playboy Tyler Rose!

["Reborn" by Damageplan is heard blasting throughout the arena. Shaun Cross wastes no time as he walks onto the stage, immediately starting down the ramp. Occasionally drifting to the sides of the ramp to high-five a few fans. He slides into the ring and quickly springs to his feet, rushing across and climbing the far turnbuckle. He raises his arms up above his head for a moment before hopping back down onto the canvas, turning around and leaning against the corner ready and waiting.]

Honey Winters: and his opponent, Shaun Cross!

[As the bell rings Rose goes on the attack, launching himself at Cross, who is still in the corner. Swiftly Shaun sidesteps, Tyler bounces off the turnbuckles and backwards into the waiting Shaun Cross, who capitalizes with a German Suplex and bridges into the pin]

[1... kickout by Rose who scrambles to his feet, but instantly is mowed down by a clothesline from The Samurai, again Tyler scrambles back up and Cross looks to flatten him with another clothesline, but Rose ducks it and hooks Shaun's arm swinging up behind his opponent and wrapping his legs around the other arm, driving Cross into the mat with a crucifix driver. Rose jumps to his feet and into the ropes, catching the rising Shaun Cross, with a Shinning Wizard. Again Tyler swiftly gets to his feet and grabs a hold of Shaun's head dragging him up to a vertical base and into the corner. Rose looks to the booing crowd, feeding from the jeers as he with a smirk delivers a vicious chop to the chest of Cross, the crowd reacts with a WOOO and keeps going as he delivers another and another. Shaun Cross tries to cover up his hurting chest, as Tyler lets the chops rain down over him and finally he blocks it sending Rose staggering backwards with a right hand, before springboarding of the second rope and taking Tyler down with a crossbody, Rose rolls through into a pin of his own, but Cross instantly kicks out.]

Thomas Simon: Wow these two are really going at it from the get go

[Both men are back on their feet and go into the collar and elbow, Cross gets the upper hand taking Rose over with a series of quick armdrags, finishing the series with a dropkick sending Tyler into the corner. Quickly Cross leaps back to his feet and goes after, but Rose stops him dead in his tracks with a toe kick, as Shaun doubles over and Tyler goes for the swinging neckbreaker, but Cross rolls trough and sets up for a Ace Crusher, Rose blocks the attempt and converts it into a backdrop driving The Samurai's head into the turnbuckles.]

Thomas Simon: Wow we are seeing technical brilliance here from these two athletes

Bob Herman: Its nice to see some real wrestling in this day and age, this takes me back to my hay day...

Thomas Simon: The sone age Bob?

Bob Herman: Im not that old Tommy my Boy

[The Playboy is in control stomping away on Cross in the corner, he steps back and takes aim landing a big boot to the skull of Shaun Cross. Swiftly Rose grabs his opponent by the arm and drags him up before whipping him across the ring into the opposite corner following him closely and squashing him with a sitout clothesline in the corner and nailing a pendulum kick to The Samurai's head as he staggers out. Cross drops to the mat and Rose jumps to the top turnbuckle leaping off looking to land a senton, but Shaun rolls out of harms way in the last second]

Bob Herman: Typical the whole thing goes south when they start with these high flying maneuvers

Thomas Simon: That is why its called high risk Bob

[Both men are down slowly working their way back up, Cross is the first back on his feet and starts to move to Tyler Rose, who wisely rolls to the outside to get his barrings back, but he barely gets a chance as Cross vaults over the top and comes crashing down with a senton like attack sending them both into the guardrail. Shaun is the first to stir slowly rising to his feet and grabbing Tyler Rose's head and dragging him towards the ring. As Cross gets up on the apron Rose manages to push him off and stun him with a big right, Shaun stumbles backwards as Tyler pulls his legs away from under him causing Cross to land on the apron with a sickening thud.

Thomas Simon: OH my god!!! The Samurai could be seriously hurt by that fall

[Tyler Rose swiftly rolls in and out of the ring to break the count, he grabs a hold of Shaun Cross, who is lying motionless at ringside. Rose gets him back up and positions him up against the ring driving his shoulder into the midsection of Cross.]

Thomas Simon: Rose is punishing Shaun Cross here squashing him up against the ring, how much more can The Samurai take here

Bob Herman: Well I think he will be needing a stretcher after this one Tommy Boy maybe a visit to the chiropractor as well

[The Playboy is back in the ring dragging his opponent up on the apron, Cross has gotten up on one knee and tries to fight back, landing a right to Rose, who quickly retaliated with a series of club like blows to the back and neck of his opponent before pulling him in between the middle and to rope and driving him into the canvas with a DDT. Rose hooks the legs an covers, but the Referee breaks it as he uses the ropes for leverage. The Playboy gets up and straight in the face of the referee arguing. Meanwhile Shaun slowly starts to stir and Rose turns and grabs a hold of him, but Cross fights back, landing a series of body shots followed with a knee to the gut of the Playboy. Shaun whips Tyler into the ropes catching him with a leg lariat on the rebound, Rose goes down and Cross spins to his feet and grabs a hold of him pulling him up and setting him up for the Nail In the Cross]

Thomas Simon: THIS IS IT!!!!

[The Samurai flips over Rose and catches him with the neckbreaker and floats over into the pin
1...2...3 DING DING DING!!!]

Honey Winters: And the winner of the match THE SAMURAI SHAAAAAUUUUNNNN CROOOOSSSS!!!!

Thomas Simon: What a win by Cross!

Bob Herman: Finally this guy gets a break. Tyler deserved to win though. What a joke

Thomas Simon: Give him credit where credit is due Bob

[The camera fades to a corridor backstage where we suddenly see a rather plump Ms. Biguns strutting in a strop. Chicken is shortly behind her anxious for her to move quicker, oblivious to the fact that she is unable to do so.]

Chicken: Come on Ms. Biguns, can't you waddle a little faster?

Ms. Biguns: I'm not waddling! This is how I always walk!

Chicken: Yeah and I'm sure that's one of your old skirts too...

Ms. Biguns: It is! It just shrunk in the laundry that's all.

Chicken: Sure...

Ms. Biguns: And come on, how are we supposed to get money if you don't wrestle? Two weeks in a row and you haven't had a match! Some of us need the money you know...

Chicken: Actually for me it's not about the money, it's...

Ms. Biguns: You're supposed to be earning money for both of us now. What's the point of being a wrestler if you don't even wrestle? Honestly I might as well wrestle myself! At least that way we can actually get some money. Heck I might even do a better job than you! You know though, you're pretty good at cooking food. Maybe you should quit and be a chef or something!

Chicken: Uh huh...

Ms. Biguns: Yeah, do a job that you're actually good at! Oh, and that reminds me. Could you give me my sandwich back? I'm feeling a little peckish.

Chicken: You always feel a little peckish...

Ms. Biguns: What was that? I didn't quite catch that?

Chicken: Nothing. Here.

[He hands her a rather thick sandwich. As she takes a huge bite into the sandwich Chicken suddenly stops walking. He rubs his forehead in frustration before Tasha Jordan arrives and taps him on the shoulder.]

Tasha Jordan: Hi there. Are you feeling okay? Where are you off to?

Chicken: Oh, we were just leaving, she's not in the mood to put up with everyone right now. Nothing wrong with me though, just a little trouble in paradise that's all.

Tasha Jordan: I can imagine that with her! Seriously hun, how do you cope with that?

Chicken: Well, between you and me, I'm starting to think that Ms. Biguns isn't the woman I thought she was. All she ever does is eat and complain, she hasn't helped my career at all, in fact if anything I think she's more of a hindrance.

Tasha Jordan: Well then why don't you just dump her fat ass?

Chicken: I can't do that. Not to her. She has to put up with a lot, and especially after that whole wedding fiasco, I don't think she realizes that she has really let herself go. She is really upset and I just feel sorry for her. No one seems to care about her except me, and I don't think she's capable of holding another job. I just don't think I have it in me to let her go, at least not now. Not yet, not until she at least pulls herself back together.

Tasha Jordan: Well personally I wish I could feel sorry for her, but really, after everything she's done around here, the way she talks to people, it couldn't happen to a nicer girl!

Chicken: That's your opinion then.

Tasha Jordan: But look, I'm so sorry you have to put up with that. But what about us? I thought we had something together. How about you take a break from her and we go out for dinner somewhere. Just me and you. My treat.

Chicken: Jeez Tasha, I'd really love to, but I already have plans. I'm supposed to be cooking her dinner again tonight. Maybe some other time.

Tasha Jordan: Okay, sure...

[The two quickly hug before Chicken runs off camera, leaving Tasha alone looking rather upset.]

Match 3

["Peppyrock" by BTK and Jake Cage rips through the back curtain. He stops midway down the ramp and stares intently at the ring.]

Honey Winters: The following contest is set for one fall, introducing first, from Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 225 lbs. JAKEEEEEE, CAAAGGEEEE!!!!

[Cage then runs and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He pops to his feet and then goes to the far turnbuckle and raises his hands high in the air.]

[As "X Gonna Give It to Ya" By DMX begin to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance a figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke and Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an X form.]

Honey Winters: And from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 210 lbs... JAAAAASON, X!!!!!!

[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.]

DING DING DING

Thomas Simon: And here we go!!

[Jason walks up to Jake, with his arms still in the air. Jake looks in Jason's eyes as Jason starts laughing at him. Jake looks over at the referee looking over at them. Jake conjures up an idea and a smirk appears on his face. Jason lowers his arms and when he does Jake screams and covers his eyes. He falls to the mat. The referee runs over to look at Jake.]

Thomas Simon: Wait, did Jason just poke Jake in the eye?!

Bob Herman: I didn't see any rake or poke or anything...

[The referee stands and gets into Jason's face telling him that next act like that he'll be disqualified. They circle around until Jason's back is to Jake, who rolls him up.]

1..
2...
Kick out.

Bob Herman: That idiot just fooled the ref.

Thomas Simon: And a quick two count from Cage.

[Jason slides up and Jake smiles. Jason runs to Jake. He slides out and they chase each other around the ring a little bit until Jake slides in the ring. Jason slides in after him. Jake drops his elbow onto Jason's back. Stopping him right in his tracks. He then starts to stomp on is back. One after another. Cage slides X into the center of the ring and pins him.]

1...
Kick out.

Thomas Simon: A quick pin again!! Jake is really taking it to Jason here!

Bob Herman: This guy is a cheater. Ridiculous!!

[Jake stands up and waits for Jason to stand. Jason climbs up onto his knees. Jake bounces off the ropes and shoves his boot into the face of X. Sending him back on the ground. Jake bounces off the other set of ropes and then drops another elbow into the gut of Jason. The crowd pops. When Jake stands up, he smiles at the people. He runs to the ropes and climbs the turnbuckle.]

Bob Herman: What is this guy doing now...

Thomas Simon: He's going up... Looking to end it!

[At the top rope, Jake stands up and puts his arms up. The crowd pops again. He leaps, but on his way down, Jason rolls out of the way. Cage lands on his stomach.]

Thomas Simon: Oh! A tough miss!!

[Jason rolls into the corner. He looks over at Jake. He snarls and runs over to pick him up. He sets him up and lands an Urange. He stands and drops his knee into the face of Jake. Mixed reactions come from the crowd. He mounts Jake and lands elbow shots to the face. The ref pulls him off. He picks Jake up. He lands a DDT onto the top of Jake's head. He pins him.]

1...
2...
Kick out.

Bob Herman: Close two count for Jason...

Thomas Simon: Yeah, a devious DDT from Jason.

[Jason locks in a side head lock. The ref slides in to check on Jake. After a couple of moments, the crowd begins a steady slow clap for Jake. He begins to stand up. Waving his hands. He stands up. He elbows Jason in the gut and the lock is loosened. Jake bounces off the ropes going for a clothesline. Jason ducks and, on the rebound, he dives and shoulder blocks Jake's knee. Sending him down to the ground. Jason stands and puts is hands up in a X form. The crowd's mixed reactions continue.]

Bob Herman: He's signaling the end here...

Thomas Simon: He is looking to win it...

[Jake stands up and Jason connects with the X-Cutter.]

Thomas Simon: What a move!! Jake was laid out!!!

[Jason looks at Jake with a smile. Looking for the end. He spreads his arms out and awaits for Cage to stand.]

Thomas Simon: Cage stands up and... OOO!!!

[Jason lays Jake out with the X Driver. He rolls him over for a pin.]

1...
2...
3!!

Honey Winters: Here is your winner... JAAAASON... X!!!!

Thomas Simon: Wow!!

Bob Herman: I knew he'd win... What a win!!

[Careless Whisper cues up and suddenly the whole area erupts in cheers. Bliss emerges from behind the curtain and stops to stare at the crowds that are suddenly chanting her name and cheering. She smiles as she walks down the ramp and slides into the ring, taking the mic from Honey Winters. Her music cues down and the crows quiet as she brings the mic to her lips]

Bob Herman: Oh my god... she's back....

Thomas Simon: Calm down old man....

Bliss: Well... I certainly didn't expect this kind of welcome home. Seems 6 weeks hasn't been enough for you to forget about me.

[Chants of "Bliss" are heard again from the crowd. Bliss smiles as she spins to take in the arena again]

Bliss: Well I guess I should say what I came out here to say.

[She clears her throat before continuing]

Bliss: As you are all painfully aware, I was out due to a knee injury. One that has given me a little extra piece of hardware for a while.

[She taps the black and pink brace on her right knee. The Crowd boos]

Bliss: A knee injury that could very well have ended my wrestling career if it had been any worse but luckily, it wasn't and I'm back. But I'm not without some plans. See for the 6 weeks that I've had to sit at home and watch not only 6 people that were not worthy of facing me in a ring compete for MY belt but I got the watch the pathetic bullshit that Laura's forced you people to contend with. I mean it's bad enough that you have piguns parading around here with her holier than thou attitude, do you really need the wishy washy garbage that the so called 'Queen of MPW' has to offer?

[The crowd is a mix of boos and 'no's']

Bliss: Exactly. So I come baring a late Christmas gift for all of you. I'm going to take out Laura Tavares. I'm going to do her and all of you the biggest favour of your lives by making sure that she can't subject you to the stupidity and redundancy that seems to run rampant around here. I noticed quite a few things while I was forced to observe and it made me really take notice of what I was doing wrong. I used to think that it didn't matter what anybody else thought, that as long as I was winning belts and recognition I was on top but in the end... it meant nothing because I was just hurting people for the sake of hurting people but the one person it was hurting the most was myself. So my promise to not only you guys but to me is to make sure that now that I'm back... maybe still a little broken, is that I'm going to make all these asswipes stand up and take notice. they can call me whatever the hell they want. They wanna call attention to my love life instead of the fact that I have enough skills to kill them in a ring... then fine.. let it be their funeral.

Thomas Simon: Could it really be that the resident Goddess has turned over a new leaf while she was gone?

Bob Herman: sorry... what?

Thomas Simon: God help us...

[she smiles while the crowd continues to cheer her]

Bliss: So here is my battle plan. I'm going to punish Laura just like she did to me. ruthless, without mercy and leave her the one broken in the ring and then... then I intend to get my title back. Rage may have won it against 5 guys in a ladder match but he never actually beat me for it, so it's not a real win. he's not a real champion. If I hadn't of been injured guaranteed it would still be around the waist of yours truly. Drake Hunter... this so called messiah, yeah I'll take care of his dreams of sin city gold too. so after the destruction of the Blue Jean jester and the man who would be Jesus, I'm not stopping. I'm going to keep going until I can secure a victory over whoever holds the world title at the time. That's right, I'm saying that I intend to go big or go home. I want that world belt and I'm not stopping until I have it.

[the Crowd is still out of their seats in excitement]

Bliss: The Goddess has returned to Olympia my friends and I'm going to make sure my kingdom knows that all others are simply false idols. there is only one worthy enough to be your 'Queen' and that's me.

Bob Herman: She can be my Aphrodite anytime...

Thomas Simon: someone kill me now... please

Bob Herman: Oh come on Tommy boy... your telling me that you wouldn't love to sample that?

Thomas Simon: let's focus on the real reason she's here could we... seems that Bliss knows exactly what she wants and isn't going to waste any time

[She goes toward the ropes to exit when the area blares with "Going Under". Laura steps out with a microphone already in hand]

Laura: Soooo you're back are you? And such brave words after the beating I gave you 6 weeks ago.

[Bliss smiled and shakes her head, stepping back a little from the ropes, putting the mic to her lips]

Bliss: Okay fine. You got one on me Laura... everyone gets one.

Bob Herman: Oh please... give me one

Thomas Simon: Guess Laura isn't going to let Bliss have a glorious return

[Laura rolls her eyes]

Laura: One? That's cute. I will always kick your ass sweetie...it's just common sense.

Bliss: See it's that kind of deluded insane reasoning that's cost you many a match. You may think your dealing with the same low level twisted bitch that was here back in November, but you have no idea of how far I've come and what I'm capable of now and I don't need to go behind anybody's back, cheat, or make up these stupid little games to get ahead, like your so famous for. I said my peace and I intend to follow through with it. Deny it all you want, before you took the easy route out, I had you beat.

Laura: Listen to me you little blond slut....

[Bliss cut her off with a laugh]

Bliss: See this is exactly what I was talking about just a few minutes ago. It seems that in every single promo and confrontation I've had here that those words always seems to make a play in there. Is it supposed to hurt me? or make me infuriated.... or upset.... I dunno. Call me whatever you want Laura... slut... whore... bimbo.... none of it matters. My activities outside this ring and this arena have absolutely nothing to do with the skill I have and I think it's pretty obvious that I have more than enough. Now it's a good thing you stopped me because I just remembered that I have one more little announcement for everyone.... Army of one... I hear that main event is open to the whole roster for a shot at the Heavyweight Title and guess what... I'm there.

[Bliss looks up at the tron and the crowd continues to cheer]

Bliss: Sign me up MK. I want that title, I deserve a shot at that title.

[Laura starts to laugh]

Laura: Your joking right? You? As MPW World heavyweight champion? that's a laugh...

Bliss: Oh and I suppose you would be any better. I hear your entering too. Great. Another opportunity to teach you a lesson about underestimating people. I'm not bothered. and when I win... I'll look forward to seeing you cry about it to your... whatever the fuck he is... husband...idiot...pussy jockey? What the hell? You wanna keep going back to that ass munch I really could give two shits.

[She climbs out of the ring and starts up the ramp towards Laura. Laura stares at her as Bliss stops, only a foot away from her face]

Bliss: One last thing.. before I forget.. I never liked you either. All your talk about Johnny actually nauseated me and I was rather disappointed in your lack of ability to say anything worth while but well, I was thinking of the bigger picture.... kind of like now. The old me would have told you to watch your back but I'd rather beat you in the ring. Have a nice day....

[Bliss hands Laura the microphone before waving at her and walking back behind the curtains, leaving Laura looking on rather confused]

Thomas Simon: Well... looks like Bliss isn't going to waste anytime going for the heavyweight title

Bob Herman: A woman as champion? That might be interesting to see

Thomas Simon: Bliss has been a force in MPW since she started and I for one could see the dawning of a new era....but it may very well be that we could see Laura as the new champ as well...

Bob Herman: No one knows until the PPV Tommy....but I'll enjoy seeing either of those women in the ring no matter the reason...

Thomas Simon: Amazing... I still wonder how you ever got a job here...

Match 4

Honey Winters: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a non title match. Introducing first from New York City, New York she is Laura Tavares!!

[Going Under by Evanescence is playing as Laura stands in the ring with a scowl on her face. She leans against the ropes and flicks her hair back]

Honey Winters: Introducing Second she is Roxi Johnson!!!

["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: Well this match pitches two very athletic women, one with the 450 splash and the other with the Reality Bites, Roxi has proved her worth in MPW over the last couple of months with win after win and a true owner of the TV title, but of course she has true competition tonight as she takes on the wife to Johnny Clash who has over the last couple of months really found her way into and then right out of the hearts of the MPDUB nation.

Bob Herman: Well said Thomas except for one thing, EVERYTHING, we all know Laura along with her husband the world champion Johnny are the most intelligent couple in the world!

[The bell rings as both circle each other before Laura surprises Roxi with a quick kick to the gut followed by a back club which leaves Johnson on her knees. Laura picks her up and looks for an irish whip, Roxi rebounds off the ropes ducking an attempted clothesline by Tavares rebounding off the ropes one more time hitting a diving clothesline. Laura quickly roles out of the ring holding her nose surprised by the quick offence of Roxi.]

Thomas Simon: WOW! look at that by the TV champ, some awesome moves right there.

[Roxi now looking annoyed goes after Laura on the outside only for her to role back in the ring as Roxi now stands on the outside, Roxi looks even more annoyed as Laura taunts her, Roxi now jumps onto the apron looking to enter the ring only for Laura to dropkick her in the head forcing Roxi to land on the outside. Laura now has control as she slides out of the ring once more this time grabbing Roxi and slamming her head on the nearby barricade. Laura now continues the assault by first grabbing Roxi by her hair so she is on her feet before ramming her shoulder into the steel steps set up outside the ring. The crowd gasp in horror at the sound of flesh vs steel]

Thomas Simon: Ohhh what a move, you could here that from row Z!!

Bob Herman: That was one nasty shot but Roxi as we have seen in ladder matches, TLC and of course steel cage matches with 7 foot giants she can withstand a lot.

[Laura tosses Roxi back into the ring and follows suit. Laura taunts Roxi who holding her shoulder gets up slowly, Laura waits for her to get up and turn where she grabs the arm of Roxi but Johnson fights out elbowing Tavares in the face, Laura backs off releasing the arm, Roxi now approaches Tavares who surprises Roxi with a back kick right to the gut, now Laura grabs the arm one more time and this time spins the arm over her shoulder quickly before Roxi arm first on to the ground]

Thomas Simon: Oh wow what a move! Roxi was thrown into those steel steps not long ago and now it seems Laura is attempting to break that arm!

[Laura now covers Roxi

1......2

Kick out at an early 2. Laura gets up and doesn't let up on the offence of the arm by grabbing Roxi who is on the ground back first by her arm and then laying knee drops onto the arm, Laura than quickly transitions to an over the head hammerlock]

Bob Herman: Look at this fantastic technical wrestling by Laura here, we have always known her as a high flyer by so is Roxi and so far she is doing a great job of controlling the TV champs Aerial Threat.

[With the crowd behind her Roxi finally gets back to her feet and elbows Laura multiple times before she finally releases the hold, now Roxi seems fired up but it quickly extinguished by a huge enziguri to the shoulder of Roxi, Johnson falls to the mat holding her shoulder in pain after the lethal kick]

Thomas Simon: What a counter, cover by Mrs. Clash!

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

The crowd once again are trying to rally behind Roxi but Laura has control as she drags Roxi to the ring ropes where she raps Roxi arms in the bottom rope before Laura steps directly on the shoulder using the top rope as support to put all her weight on the arm. The ref counts to 4 before Laura finally steps off. Tavares now puts Roxi in the corner and knees her in the gut forcing her into the seated position where she chokes her with her foot]

Thomas Simon: At the moment it looks like Roxi is in a bad way, she needs something to get her going again!

[Laura now drags her back to the centre of the ring before locking in this time a cross arm breaker.]

Bob Herman: Look at this out of nowhere Laura just puts on the cross arm breaker!!! This could be all she wrote wrote!

[Roxi after struggling for a couple of seconds is able to reach the ropes, the crowd cheer now as Roxi is able to break up the hold. Laura looks in frustration as she grabs the leg of Roxi to drag her to the centre of the ring again but this time Roxi is able to connect with a big kick right to the chin of Laura, Tavares backs away giving enough time for Roxi getting up holding her shoulder to run at Laura ducking a wild clothesline this time springboard off the opposite ropes hitting a hurricanrana]

Thomas Simon: Here comes the champ!!

[Laura is up quickly but uses the turnbuckles to help her up, Roxi now charges into the corner hitting a corner dropkick, Laura now falls to her knees while Roxi still moving in a blaze of speed goes to the top, waits for Laura to turn around and then connects with a missle dropkick off the top]

Bob Herman: Dahm, this is what Laura has been trying to control for the whole match but now Roxi is coming at full force!

Thomas Simon: Hang on right there Bobo, we could have a winner right now with the cover from Roxi!

[Roxi now covers Laura

1.....2..kickout

Thomas Simon: Ohhhhh I thought she had her there

[Roxi looks in frustration at the referee, she now kicks laura in the back with a football like kick before calling then springboarding off the second rope for the reality bites but laura gets two knees right into the sternum of Roxi, Laura then quickly follows up with a rollup while Roxi holds her ribs]

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

Thomas Simon: Oh my! This match is back and forth!

[Both women take a little while to get to there feet, when they finally do Laura gets the first shot in with a stiff right, Roxi though returns the blow and the two trade rights until finally gets the upper hand blocking one of Laura's rights before unloading with a couple in a row before stomping her in the gut and hits a ddt centre of the ring. Roxi now with Laura on the ground back first climbs to the top rope]

Thomas Simon: Roxi's up top what will she do here, could we be seeing the beginning of the end?

[Roxi is slow to get to the top rope but when she gets there she is to late as Laura seeing the oppurtunity hits the ropes next to the turnbuckle which makes Roxi fall groin first into the top turnbuckle, Laura now backs off first before running at the ropes jumping up, grabbing Roxi's arm before hitting a double knee armbreaker off the top rope. Laura stands up and bows for the fans and laughs. The fans boo her and she pins Roxi]

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

[Laura stands up and throws a tantrum yelling at the referee. She stomps her feet and goes crazy. She turns around and holds her head. She than turns around and clotheslines the referee down]

Thomas Simon: Oh! the referee goes down

Bob Herman: thats my girl right there!

[Laura looks around and than climbs to the outside and grabs the Television Championship. She rolls in to the ring and stalks Roxi waiting for her to get up. She holds the title waiting to hit her as the fans boo. Suddenly they pop as Bliss rolls jumps on to the apron and grabs the belt out of her hand. Laura turns around and sees Bliss and goes to attack. Roxi dropkicks Laura and she falls in to the ropes. She moves back towards Roxi and she hits the Reality Bites. She pins Laura]

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

[The fans cheer as Roxi gets her hand raised. The referee holds his head as he gets up but raises her hand in victory. Bliss smiles on the ramp as she walks back up. Laura leans on the bottom rope and stares a hole through Bliss.]

Bob Herman: Bliss cost Laura the match

Thomas Simon: What!? Are you kidding me Bob? Laura was about to cheat and Bliss stopped her! Good!

[The lights dim as the crowd grows in eager anticipation for a few moments about what is about to happen. To their dismay, the beginning of "Chalk Outline" by Three Days Grace begins to play over the loud speakers, and blue and gold lights begin to flash around the arena, finally coming to focus on the man entering from the back - none other than "Punk" Drake Hunter.]

Thomas Simon: Well ladies and gentlemen, love him or hate him - and i have a feeling most people will feel the latter - Drake Hunter is making his way to the ring, and something tells me he wants to say something. Lord help us all

Bob Herman: What are you talking about Tommy! I'm very excited to hear what Drake has to say!

Thomas Simon: You would be Bob, i'm sure you love listening to that drivel that comes out of Drake's mouth every time he opens it.

[He steps forward and turns 180 degrees as he holds his arms out wide and looks up, bathing in the light as they focus on the back of his black leather metal jacket. He spins around and walks to the ring, a smirk on his face, microphone in hand and Sin City title on his left shoulder, and as he enters the ring he stops on the apron, smirks, and the climbs to the second turnbuckle and looks out at the fans, spreading his arms in a signature taunt.]

Thomas Simon: Look at him, carrying around that Sin City championship as if it belongs to him. He stole it for God's sake!

Bob Herman: Drake stole nothing! He simply took what was rightfully his from that buffoon Rage! You should be thankful that the Sin City title is in the hands of somebody respectable for a change.

Drake Hunter: Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen, ladies...and....gentlemen. Or do you prefer, scum of the universe?

[The fans boo even louder than when he entered, their disdain for Drake echoing throughout the entire arena.]

Drake Hunter: I would say i love you too, but i think we all know that ship has sailed. Because you are the very people that are destroying this business, you are the very beings which the wrestling world must be saved from, you, and people like Trey Baxter, people like Ash Soulsfate, people like Rage. Only then will the great realm of professional wrestling truly be allowed to prosper. Because the moment you stop dictating the things we do, is the moment that we might start getting some real talent in this place, not two-bit hacks like Trey Baxter.

[The fans continue to boo, and it's not long before a "you suck" chant begins. Drake simply leans back on the ropes and grins that evil grin of his as he waits for it to die down.]

Drake: Are you losers finished?

[More boos from the crowd, who are becoming ever-more impatient as they listen to Hunter.]

Drake: You see, recently people have been judging me on my actions against certain members of this roster. Only two days ago, a man attempted to throw a beer bottle at me because of what i did to his favourite "superstar" Ash Soulsfate. Now Ash, i realize you're the type of guy men might find attractive - or at least that's what this bloke seems to believe - what with your flamboyance, you're "never-say-die" attitude and your potty mouth, but back in the real world, you just ended up being left in a pool of your own crimson red blood, wondering what you did to deserve such treatment.

Drake: And i'll tell you exactly why you deserved the beating we gave you, only two weeks ago..... Because you got in our way.

[Again the booing erupts, and the entire stadium seems intent on silencing Drake Hunter. He, however, doesn't seem too fazed by it, instead leaning back on the ropes once again, holding that title on his shoulder.]

Drake: You may boo me now, but tonight, when you see what we do to your favourite little "superstar" Trey Baxter, i can guarantee you'll be booing a million times louder. Because tonight, Chris Cable and I step into the ring with somebody who seems to think that because he wears a t-shirt saying "Best in the World", and because he kisses you people's ass to become the World champion, that indeed makes him the "Best in the world".

[Drake slides out of the ring, the stolen Sin City title still wrapped around his shoulder and he approaches a fan with a Trey Baxter "BEST IN THE WORLD" T-Shirt on. The fan is a young man, probably around his mid-twenties, and he yells at the camera in excitement as Drake walks over to him.]

Drake: So Trey, does that mean this guy is the Best in the World too? He wears the exact same shirt as you, even though there's a ketchup stain on it, surely if he were to kiss the ass of a few corporates he'd be right up there with the "Best in the World". And what about this guy?

[Drake motions to a slightly overweight man eating a hot dog, also with a Trey Baxter t-shirt on]

Drake: By all right, that means this guy's the Best in the World too, isn't he? I mean look at him, he's certainly got a better physique than you Trey, and he's in much better shape, even with that hot dog in his hand. I think you may have a contender for your title of being the "Best in the World".

[The fan starts yelling at Drake, the camera forced to bleep out multiple words in the man's sentence. Drake just leans back and stares at the man as he continues to berate Drake.]

Drake: This is what the world has come to. A fat bloke with the face of a bulldog, eating a hot dog with a Trey Baxter t-shirt on, is cursing me with some words i've never even heard of.

[Drake motions back to the fan and gives him the middle finger before he slides back into the ring.]

Drake: You see? Do you all see that? This is exactly what i am saving this world from, the sheer ignorance and stupidity of wrestling fans as they force corporate's into their will simply by pushing a couple of buttons on their remote while they stuff their face full of chocolate covered butter. You people really disgust me.

Drake: However, onto matters more serious, and by that i am referring to this wonderful bit of gold wrapped around my shoulder.

[The fans boo even louder now, and start chanting "You're a phony".]

Drake: Wow, "phony", what a big word. I didn't realize that word extended it's reach into the five word vocabulary of Idaho. I thought you people still burnt witches as a hobby.

[The booing continues, incredibly loud as Drake continues.]

Drake: I guess it's a good thing Bliss showed up tonight huh? I'd hate to see such a body burnt at the stake. But that brings me to my point. You see this championship? You see this bit of gold that fits so nicely on my shoulder? Yeah? Well, it's MINE. There's nothing that will change the fact that I am the rightful Sin City champion, i am the only one who could possibly bring dignity to such a prestigious title, and Rage won't be seeing this again.

Drake: No matter how much he swings his hammer like a gorilla in a blind Rage - see what i did there? - no matter how hard he swings that thing through the air, nothing is going to change the fact that this championship belongs with me, and it is going to stay with me. Because i'm the Punk. I'm the Sin City champion. And i'm the one who's going to put Trey Baxter in a wheelchair tonight.

["Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine hits as the fans explode and Drake stops talking as he looks up towards the ramp as we see Trey Baxter step out onto the top of the ramp in his wrestling attire and with a mic in his hand. He cues for the music to stop as he begins to talk meanwhile slowly walking down the ramp.]

Trey Baxter: Whoa, whoa, whoa...somebody shut this piece of shit up already! I can't even understand some of the shit you're saying.

[The crowd begins to cheer as Trey is almost to the ring.]

Baxter: It's always the same shit with you isn't it Drake? Look at you up there. Holding a fucking belt that you didn't even win. The thing you don't understand about me is that it's not my t-shirt that makes me the best. It's not these fans that make me the best. I have made myself the best. And you of all people should know that considering I've beaten your ass, in that ring, already.

[Trey climbs up the steps and into the ring as he comes face to face with Drake Hunter.]

Baxter: The thing you don't realize is that it's not all about these fans. It's about what you do in the ring.

[Trey points to the mat as the fans begin to cheer.]

Baxter: So you know what I want to see Drake? I want to see you put me in this wheelchair...

[Trey turns sideways as he walks away for a second and as Drake is about to put the mic up to his mouth Trey all of a sudden springs forward and hits Drake with a hard spear!]

Match 5

Thomas Simon: Here we go Bob!

Bob Herman: That was a cheap shot!

[Trey gets to his feet as he kicks the mics out of the way before picking up the Sin City Title and tossing it over the top rope and out of the ring. Trey then begins to stomp on the fallen Drake Hunter.]

Bob Herman: I thought this was supposed to be a handicap match! Where is Cable at?

Thomas Simon: I don't know but Trey looks pretty pissed off and that isn't good for Drake Hunter!

["MachineHead" by Bush plays as Chris Cable runs out onto the ramp and runs down the ramp and slides into the ring where Trey had just hit Drake with a DDT and is waiting as Cable slides into the ring and immediately goes for a clothesline that Trey ducks under. Trey then kicks Cable in the stomach before dropping him down with a DDT as well. Trey then turns his attention towards Drake who has made his way back to his feet. Trey nails Drake with a quick chest slap before whipping him into the ropes. As he bounces back Trey picks him up and slams him down with a hard spinebuster. As Trey gets up he gets a huge pop from the crowd as he turns around to face Cable who hits him with a hard knee to the stomach before putting Trey under his legs and picking him up and dropping him down hard on his head with a piledriver! Cable then walks over and helps Drake up as they both walk over to Trey and begin to stomp on his fallen body repeatedly until finally the ref forces Cable out of the ring. Meanwhile in the ring Drake continued to stomp on the back of Trey until the ref finally comes over and makes him stop. Drake steps away for a second before picking Trey up and whipping him into the corner where Cable is. Drake charges and hits Trey with a corner splash before tagging Cable in.]

Bob Herman: Age of Arrogance is in complete control of this one now!

Thomas Simon: At least the ref is making them tag in! I thought they were just going to jump Trey for a second!

Bob Herman: They are!

[In the ring both Cable and Drake grab Trey around the head and lift him up high in the air and hold him there for a few seconds before slamming him down hard with a stalling suplex! Drake heads out of the ring as Cable jump son top of Trey and begins to hit him with repeated elbows that Trey is able to block for the most part. After a few more elbows the ref forces Cable off Trey who smiles as he puts his arms up. Cable then grabs Trey by the head and picks him up before kicking him in the stomach and putting his head between his legs before lifting him up high over his head and dropping him down with a hard powerbomb!]

Thomas Simon: Trey looks to be in trouble!

Bob Herman: This one might be over! Maybe Trey will watch his mouth next time!

[Cable goes for the pin. 1...2..Kickout! Trey is somehow able to get his shoulder up before the three count.]

Thomas Simon: I knew it wasn't over! It's going to take a lot more than that to beat the 2012 Superstar of the Year!

[Cable can't believe it as he walks over to the corner and tags Drake in who immediately climbs up to the top rope and as Trey is still down jumps off and tries to hit with a frog splash but Trey is somehow able to slide out of the way which causes Drake to go face first into the canvas where he immediately is in pain after the high risk maneuver went wrong.]

Thomas Simon: He got out of the way! Trey did it!

[After a few moments Trey gets back to his feet and turns his attention towards the fallen Drake Hunter as a smile comes across the face of Trey. In the corner Cable is trying to reach towards Drake for the tag but as Drake gets closer to the corner Trey is able to grab his leg and pull him away from the corner. Trey then picks Drake up, knees him hard in the stomach, before putting Drake underneath his legs.]

Thomas Simon: Is he going for Lights Out! This might be over!

[Trey doesn't hook Drake's arms but instead picks him up over his head and slams him down hard on the mat with a powerbomb of his own! Trey goes for the pin as he stares into the corner at Cable who gets into the ring and tries to go for a elbow drop on Trey but Trey moves which causes Cable to connect with an elbow drop to Drake instead! Trey then bounces off the ropes and connects with a hard spear on Cable. The crowd goes nuts as Trey gets to his feet. Cable slides out of the ring as Trey turns and faces Drake Hunter who is finally making his way back up to his feet. Trey bounces off the nearby ropes and hits Drake with a dropkick that sends Drake right back down. Trey then turns his attention to outside the ring where Cable has made his way to his feet. Trey then gets a running start before leaping himself over the top rope and connecting with a cross body to the outside of the ring onto Cable!]

Thomas Simon: What a move! Trey has taken complete control of this one!

Bob Herman: For now...

[Trey turns back to the ring where he is surprised to see no Drake Hunter inside of it. He looks around and doesn't see him anywhere so he picks Cable up and slides him back into the ring when out of nowhere Drake comes running from the side of the ring, climbs up onto the stairs, and jumps and connects with a flying clothesline sending Trey down. Drake wastes no time as he picks Trey up and irish whips him into the steel stairs where Trey hits face first and is down and out. Drake gets into it with a fan as they exchange words for a second. Drake flicks the fan off before picking Trey up and sliding him into the ring where Cable is waiting. As Trey is on his arms and legs trying to get up Cable gets a running start and nails Trey with the KO Kick! Trey goes down hard! Cable flips him over and goes for the pin!]

Thomas Simon: I don't think he's the legal man!

Bob Herman: Who cares!

[The ref is about to start counting when he realizes that Cable isn't the legal man so he doesn't make the count. Cable gets up and begins to argue with the ref meanwhile Drake has climbed up to the top rope and is standing up straight before jumping off and connecting this time with a frog splash! He hooks Trey's leg for the pin!]

Bob Herman: This is it! They've go this won!

[The ref gets down and begins to count. 1...2...Kickout! Trey barely gets his shoulder up yet again!]

Thomas Simon: He did it again! That's one tough son of a bitch Bob!

Bob Herman: Yeah...yeah....

[Drake gets up and immediately gets in the face of the ref and begins to argue before tagging in Cable. Cable gets in the ring and picks Trey up and grabs him around the head into a headlock. After a few moments Trey hits Cable with a few elbows to the ribs and then whips Cable into the ropes and as he comes back hits him with a hard shoulder block that sends Cable down hard! Cable is able to get up relatively quickly but as he does Trey spins him around and hits him with a quick reverse DDT! Trey walks over to Drake Hunter and they begin to exchange words before the ref instructs Trey to get back to the match. Trey acts as he is about to turn back towards Cable but instead jumps towards Drake and hits him with a hard elbow that sends Drake out of the ring to the outside. Trey then turns his attention towards Cable who is slowly making his way to his feet. Trey kicks Cable and puts his head between his legs before underhooking both his arms and then connecting with Lights Out in the middle of the ring! All of a sudden we see Andre Dixon run out from the top of the ramp towards the ring.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no! What's he doing here?

Bob Herman: I think we both know...

[Trey is about to go for the pin as he hears the boo's from the crowd he turns around expecting to see Drake Hunter but walks right into a hard spinebuster by Andre Dixon! The ref calls for the bell as he gives Trey the DQ win over Age of Arrogance.]

Thomas Simon: Leave it to him to ruin a good match! Trey had this thing won fair and square!

[Andre stares down the fallen Trey before he begins to stomp on his body. After a few moments both members of Age of Arrogance join Dixon in the ring as they continue to beat down the fallen Trey Baxter! All of a sudden we see Ash Soulsfate come running out to the ring with a steel chair in hand. He slides into the ring and connects with a hard shot to the head of Drake Hunter and then tries to swing at the other two who quickly slide out of the ring and pull Drake out of the ring as they all walk backwards up the ramp as they are all smiles as they stare at Ash standing int he ring with the fallen Trey Baxter.]

Honey Winters: here is your winner via disqualification Trey Baxter!

Before our show can continue we're interrupted with...

The house lights dim to darkness as all attention shifts towards the entrance ramp... yet nobody is shown walking out. Instead we're drawn to the Jumbo Tron where static displays before quickly fading to a black screen which displays the following message...

THE

TRISTAN

SLATER...

COMING SOON.

There's a pop from the crowd as the name is some what noticable, mainly due to controversy that surrounds THE Tristan Slater. He's a man who speaks his mind, he's a decorated Champion in every federation he's hung his hat... and now... now it appears he's M.P.W. Bound!

[The crowd pops as the image of the beautiful Honey Winters pops up on the screen. she smiles with a microphone in hand backstage.]

Thomas Simon: "Looks like Honey is taking a quick break from ring announcing."

Bob Herman: "Not doing her real job. figures."

Honey: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with..."

[Suddenly, a hand snatches her microphone and TJ Pain steps into frame. He doesn't look happy. As if he ever is.]

TJ Pain: "Shut up you little skank. This is not your fucking place so step off."

Honey: "Well then who do you think is going to..."

[Honey finds herself cut off again as none other Roxxanne Pain who looks about as happy as her husband. Deciding to live to announce another day, Honey makes a speedy exit. TJ hands Roxxanne the microhpone and she steps in front of the camera like Honey was at first.]

Roxxanne: "Skanks and douche bags, I am standing here with one of the greatest hardcore wrestler to ever walk down a ramp, the greatest Television champion this hole of a company has ever seen and the HERO who overcame an injury that would retire most of the rest of the roster, he is my husband, TJ Pain. Now, babe, how do you feel about Ash Soulsfate's latest production?"

TJ: "Well Roxxanne if I wanted to watch the same boring bullshit every week I would become a Doctor Phil fan. Besides, his little attempt to portray me with that actor was using false information."

Roxxanne: "So you are saying he is a predictable ass hat with idiotic tendencies?"

TJ: "That and he is jealous of the lives of others surrounding his empty one and thus must fill his void with cheap and not well thought out imitations."

Roxxanne: "It will certainly be a great time once you grab that belt tonight, hin."

TJ: "Yes it will."

[A man wearing a hoody with the hood up walks up beside TJ with his back to the camera. He talks quietly and at first TJ looks angered by the man's presence. Then he relaxes and just before TNT goes to commercial, the sight of TJ, Roxxanne and the man walking away together can be seen.]

Match 6: Ultimate X - X-Core Championship

Honey Winters: This match is your main event of the evening and is for the X-Core Championship. The match will be contested as an Ultimate X match. Above the ring are two cables with the belt hanging in the middle. The winner will climb his way across the cables and capture the Championship.

[Hell Yeah by Zebrahead hits as the fans come alive. Christian Carter runs out on to the stage yelling with a smile on his face. He puts his fists up in the air as he walks down the ramp. He runs and slides in to the ring and does a front hand spring on to his feet and climbs on to the corner turnbuckle.]

Honey Winters: Making his way to the ring first, from Phoenix Arizona. Christian Carter!

[He lets out another yell with his fists in front of him. He turns around and sits on the turnbuckle as he awaits his opponent The lights in the arena fade out to black. "Strong Arm Broken" begins to play and the beginning of Brandon Nytrus' titantron begins to show. Once the music becomes heavier, a few red lights show the stage filling with smoke. A single white spotlight shines in the center of the stage. Brandon Nytrus walks out with Nikki Schott, sporting a custom, hooded cape that has the letters "BN" on the side of the hood and a designed "Hardcore Icon" text across the back. He is shown with his head down. Once he lifts his head, the red lights turn into red strobes along with white ones. He begins a slow path to the ring with Nikki not too far behind him.]

Honey Winters: Introducing, accompanied by Nikki Schott... from South Boston, Massachusetts... Weighing in at 272 pounds... "The Hardcore Icon".... BRRRANDON.... NYTRUSSSSSS!!!!!!

[Once Nytrus has made his way halfway down the ramp, he stops. He waits for a moment, then flips the cape off. Fireworks go off on the stage. He gets pumped up and runs and slides into the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle and points to himself. Yelling out different things to the audience. Once he's done, he gives a cocky smirk and hops down. He turns his attention to the match. "Sticks and Bricks" by A Day to Remember hits and tJ Pain walks out from behind the curtain after the intro with Roxxanne close behind. He walks to the end of the stage and riases the "Devil horns" up on his right hand. A blast of red pyro goes off behind him and Roxxanne and they are headed down the ramo before the smoke settles.]

Honey Winters: "From Baltimore, Maryland weighing in at two hundred and forty-five pounds, the Baltimore Badass...Tee...Jay..PAIN!"

[TJ walks down the ramp slowly while mouthing off to every fan he can. as he reaches ring side he jumps up onto the apron while Roxxanne takes the stairs. He holds the ropes open for her and follows her into the ring. He takes to the second turnbuckle and riases his right fist before mouthign off more at the fans and jumping down. The lights go out, Massacre by Escape the Fate begins to play. Then the stage fills with blue and green, sparks shower down from the MPWtron, and out comes Ash, walking through those sparks, in a hoodie vest, long wrestling gear, black elbow pads, and gloves.]

Honey Winters: And their opponent, the MPW X-Core Champion, Ash Soulsfate!

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

Thomas Simon: The belt is above the ring and we are ready to go!

Bob Herman: this isn’t wrestling. These guys are glorified stunt men!

Thomas Simon: Shut up and enjoy it old man

Referee: You two get out of here!

[Nytrus and TJ flip out as the referee banishes Roxxanne and Nikki from ringside]

Thomas Simon: Good get them out of here!

Bob Herman: No! My eye candy!

[All four men look up at the belt hanging from the middle of the cable. The referee leaves the ring and the bell rings. Carter and Ash rush towards TJ and Nytrus. The brawl ensues in the middle of the ring. Nytrus starts throwing bodies away from him except for TJ who starts dropping elbows on both Ash and Carter as they are tossed. Carter rolls out of the ring and TJ follows. Nytrus picks Ash up and tosses him in to the corner. He slams his head in to the turnbuckle pad and Ash’s head snaps back. Nytrus backs up in to him and throws elbows at Ash’s head behind him. Ash drops down and sits in the corner. Nytrus backs up to the opposite turnbuckle post and runs towards him. He goes to slam his body in to the downed Ash but Carter pulls Ash out of the way. Carter rolls in the ring and starts throwing punches at Nytrus]

Thomas Simon: Carter threw TJ in to the barricade outside the ring but it appears he’s about to jump back in to this

[Nytrus pushes Carter away with one hand and Carter rolls and stands back up. He rushes at Nytrus again and Nytrus goes for a punch. Carter ducks under it and springboards behind him with a splash. Nytrus catches him as the crowd gasps. Ash goes to the top rope and jumps off with a dropkick on top of Carter and Nytrus. Carter lands on Nytrus in pinning position but no pins in this match]

Thomas Simon: Oh! Ash with a beautiful missile drop kick

Bob Herman: Carter landing on top of Nytrus

[TJ Pain climbs back in to the ring and pulls Carter off of Nytrus. He than picks Carter up and tosses him over the top rope. Ash jumps at TJ and they start exchanging punches. TJ whips Ash in to the ropes and when Ash springs back he hits a hurricanrana. TJ flips forward and Ash stands up. He looks up at his belt dangling above the ring]

Thomas Simon: Go Ash! Claim your title!

Bob Herman: not happening Thomas

Thomas Simon: The title is his! He shouldn’t have to be in a match like this defending his title but he is and we never heard a word complaining about it.

[Ash starts climbing the cables pretty fast towards the middle. He gets halfway across when Nytrus stands up and reaches up. He grabs on to Ash’s leg. Ash tries to fight him off with kicks but Nytrus pulls him down in to a bear hug. Nytrus turns the bear hug in to a power slam. The fans boo as Nytrus stands up and yells. TJ gets up and stands behind Nytrus. They both come face to face and start mouthing off to each other. They look to their left at the turnbuckle just as Carter jumps off and double dropkicks them both down. Nytrus falls out of the ring and TJ falls down. Carter jumps back up and climbs to the top rope. He grabs on to the cables and starts climbing. He lifts his legs and wraps them around the ropes also to avoid being thrown down. He inches his way to the middle. TJ jumps to reach Carter but can’t. TJ climbs the top rope and grabs on to the cable. He starts shaking it and Carter hangs on. He shakes it more and Carter is now hanging by his hands. Ash runs in to the ropes knocking TJ off and crotching him in the corner. He looks up at Carter hanging there facing away from the belt and runs to the opposite side and starts climbing]

Thomas Simon: Uh oh! We have a race!

Bob Herman: Carter better turn around

[Carter turns around and sees Ash rushing for the belt. He too rushes towards the center. Both men stare at each other in the middle. Carter puts his hand out to reach for the belt but Carter kicks it away. The two start exchanging kicks on the top. Ash kicks Carter in the head with a winding roundhouse kick. Carter drops as the crowd gasps but his legs catch on. Carter dangles by his legs. Ash moves over another inch and reaches for the belt. Carter falls as the crowd gasps again. Nytrus steps back in and grabs on to Ash’s legs again. Ash holds himself up and kicks. TJ Pain steps in and pulls with Nytrus. They pull him down and each have a leg. Ash flips over them and lands on his feet. They both turn around and Ash jumps and hits a double pele kick.]

Thomas Simon: Oh! What a move!

Bob Herman: I used to do that in my day

Thomas Simon: Yeah I’m sure you did

[Ash moves to the apron and as TJ gets up Ash spring boards with a clothesline. Carter stands up and holds his ribs. He walks over to Ash and turns him around. He throws a punch and Ash stumbles back. Carter whips him in to the ropes. Ash springs back and Carter hits a dropkick. He lifts Ash up and tosses him out of the ring]

Thomas Simon: Carter could have him here!

[Carter goes to the top rope and climbs the cable. He starts making his way across. The fans cheer him on but Nytrus enters the ring with a ladder]

Thomas Simon: Wait! You can’t use a ladder!

Bob Herman: Says who? I don’t see a rule book

Thomas Simon: Oh come on!

[Nytrus sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring and starts climbing. He climbs halfway up and reaches up. His fingers almost touch the belt. Carter climbs to the middle and as Nytrus’ finger tips are on the belt. Carter throws a punch while hanging. Nytrus flinches back. TJ Pain starts climbing the other side of the ladder as Carter hangs above. Pain and Nytrus start fighting on top of the ladder. Ash climbs to the top rope and jumps on to the cable and goes the distance to where the other three are fighting. Nytrus stands on the rungs of the ladder and fights off TJ and Ash. Carter clings to the top. Nytrus punches Ash but Ash swings his legs around Nytrus and delivers a hurricanrana off the top of the ladder.]

Thomas Simon: oh my god! Wow!

[The fans go nuts as Carter hangs on the ropes and looks at TJ. TJ tries pulling Carter down. Carter punches TJ and TJ stumbles back and almost falls off the ladder but catches himself. Carter climbs above TJ and grabs on to his waste while hanging by his feet on the ladder. Carter flips over and delivers a sunset flip powerbomb to TJ off the ladder. The ladder tips and falls on to the ropes. Ash tosses it out of the ring but falls back on to the top rope. Carter runs towards him but Ash flips him over the top rope sending him down to the floor.]

Thomas Simon: Oh! Carter takes a spill

Bob Herman: Good!

[Ash than sees Nytrus kneeling and about to get to his feet. He runs at him and hits a shining wizard sending him back down. Nytrus rolls out of the ring. Ash looks up at the belt and goes to the closest corner. He starts climbing and he grabs on to the cable. TJ gets up and starts climbing the other side. They both meet in the middle and start exchanging kicks]

Thomas Simon: this could be it!

[TJ kicks Ash and he almost falls to the ground. The fans boo. TJ hangs on and Ash kicks him back. TJ kicks again but Ash throws a forearm. Ash cracks TJ in the head with an enziguri kick.]

Bob Herman: TJ is falling!

[TJ falls down hard and Ash grabs the title. He falls down grasping the belt and the bell rings]

Thomas Simon: He did it! Ash did it!

Bob Herman: Dammit it was a fluke!

[Ash grabs on tot he belt as his music hits. The fans cheer him on as Johnny Clash comes out on to the stage clapping but furious at the same time]

Johnny Clash: Congratu-fucking-lations Ash! You did it. You beat the best I can throw at you. Actually not quite the best...

[Johnny scratches his beard as Ash looks on]

Johnny Clash: You see Ash.. I have a proposition for you. You wanna shot at “The best” well the best right now.. Is me

[Johnny holds up his title]

Johnny Clash: You want a shot at me Ash here it is. If you hand in your X-Core Championship than you will be the number one contender and we will face each other for my World Title at Army of One!

[The fans cheer and Ash stares at his title than looks back at Johnny]

Johnny Clash: The choice is yours Ash..

[Show Ends]

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