[The camera pans around the arena as pyros explode in the rafters and on the Gold Rush set which has a throne to the right side with the Gold Rush Championship Trophy next to it. The scene cuts to the announce table as the wild crowd continues to cheer]

Thomas Simon: Ohhhhh boy we are here! it is time for Gold Rush on Pay Per View! Welcome ladies and gents we have a crazy night planned for you!

Richie Rhodes: I am excited. This is my first Pay Per View here in MPW and it is electric in this building right now

Thomas Simon: Let's start it off! Wait... hold on

[The MPW camera fades to the back where Backstage Interviewer Tim Bowers is standing by with a microphone...]

Tim Bowers: Ladies and Gentlemen, at this time I would like to welcome Samuel and Clay, The Night Terrors!

[The camera pans out, and both Samuel and Clay, dressed in their normal all black attire. Both men glare at Bowers, and he visibly gulps at their gaze. He holds up his microphone and starts to speak again...]

Tim Bowers: Clay, tonight you are one of...

Samuel: Where’s Tasha?

Tim Bowers: Excuse me?

Samuel: Tasha Jordan. We were told she was going to interview us...

Tim Bowers: Ms. Jordan requested that she not have to interview you two anymore. She said last time she was around you guys she couldn’t sleep for days.

Clay: What can you say, Samuel just has that charm about him...

Tim Bowers: Yeah, well, anyway. Clay, as I said, you are one of eight men competing tonight for the chance to be named the first ever Gold Rush Champion. What are your thoughts on the tournament?

Clay: First of all, I have to correct you Timmy. Tonight, seven men will compete in the tournament...

Tim Bowers: Well, Chrissy Starr may not be a man, but...

Clay: That’s not what I mean. But I’ll break it down for you even further. Six men and one woman are set to compete for the Gold Rush Crown tonight. But unfortunately for three of them, they’ll have to go up against something else entirely...

Tim Bowers: Something else?

Clay: That’s right. Because three of them, Gabriel Griffin and whoever else advances in the tournament, are going to have to step into the ring with a pure monster. A beast who will do anything to defeat his opponent. A monster who wishes nothing more to inflict pain on men. Three men are going to have to step into the ring with me, and there is nobody in the MPW with the ability, the will power, or the fortitude to beat me in that ring. As each of those men step up into the ring, and look me in the eyes, they will know fear, and even deeper down, they will know what it is to be defeated. Like it or not MPW, I am going to be the Gold Rush Champion, it’s inevitable. Just like how it’s inevitable that my brother and I will soon enough take those Tag Team Championships away from Iconic Aggression...

Tim Bowers: Speaking of the Tag Team Championships, there have been rumors circulating as of late about Iconic Aggression...

Samuel: Stop it right there. We don’t care about rumors, or gossip. We are here to show the world the truth, and the truth is that one day, Trey Baxter and Johnny Blaze will fall beneath our boots, and we will show the world just how great the power of the darkness can be. After Clay wins tonight, there is no way “MPW Management” can continue to refuse us our shot we have earned. Hell, to prove even further there is nobody in this company, hell, or even this business, that can compare to us, Clay is going to do this without my help...

Tim Bowers: So you’re going to leave Clay alone out there? That must be a relief to his opponents...

Samuel: No, I won’t be down there, but he won’t be alone. The unnatural power of the darkness and fear will surround Clay. Nobody who embraces the fear will be alone, and that will be another thing Clay will prove in the middle of the ring tonight. Get ready MPW, because Gold Rush will be moment when The Night Terrors go from a pair of undefeated rookies to the top of the food chain. And there is nothing that Gabriel Griffin, Lucas King, Jason X, Taufik, or even Bob Herman himself can do about it...

[Samuel and Clay turn without another word and walk out frame. The camera focus on Tim Bowers again...]

Tim Bowers: Well,you heard it here from The Night Terrors. Back to Thomas Simon and Richie Rhodes ringside...

Thomas Simon: Thank you Tim... let's go to the ring for our first round one contest!

Honey Winters: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Las Vegas, NV, weighing in at 210lbs, JASON X!!!

[As "X Gonna Give It to Ya" By DMX begins to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance. A figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke, Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an 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. Jason backs up towards his corner as he waits for his opponent...]

Thomas Simon: I still am sickened by what this man did last week to Chrissy Starr.

Richie Rhodes: Neither could the ring crew. They were one table short this week for this week’s Takedown...

Thomas Simon: I’m wrong, maybe it’s you that sickens me Richie...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, from Buffalo, NY, Chrissy Starr!!!

[“Mz Hyde” by Halestorm hits as Chrissy Starr walks out on to the ramp. She raises her finger to the air and smiles as the fans cheer for her. She makes her way down the ring and hops over the top rope and stares across at Jason X]

Thomas Simon: A great time for Chrissy Starr to prove herself here!

Richie Rhodes: You call it cheap, I call it opportunistic...

[Before the referee can ring the bell, Jason X runs over to Chrissy Starr, and grabs his right foot. Starr is caught completely by surprise as Jason pulls on Chrissy’s leg, causing Chrissy to fall face first into the turnbuckle. Starr falls to the ground, holding his head. Jason goes right after Chrissy, kicking away at him on the ground. The referee goes to stop Jason, but Jason keeps avoiding the referee. After about ten stomps by Jason, the referee is finally able to pull him away and send him to his corner. The referee then checks on Chrissy, asking if he’s okay. Chrissy, using one arm to pull himself up in the corner, nods to the referee. The referee waits until Chrissy is on his feet, and rings the bell to start the match...]

Thomas Simon: And yet another cheap shot from Jason X right there. The match had yet to even begin!

Richie Rhodes: Both men were in the ring, maybe Jason thought the bell rung already?

[As soon as he hears the bell, Jason runs toward Chrissy, and nails him with a running shoulder thrust right to Chrissy’s ribs. Jason stands up and starts kicking away at Chrissy’s midsection, using the ropes for leverage. Chrissy eventually falls to a sitting position in the corner, and Jason pushes his right foot down on Chrissy’s throat, and the referee starts his five count. 1...2...3...4... Jason X breaks the illegal hold. The referee starts arguing with Jason, but he just smiles as he goes back to Chrissy, who is up to his knees. Jason tries to grab Chrissy, but instead receives a blow to the gut, and followed by a second. Chrissy makes it to his feet, delivering a forearm to the head of Jason, which sends Jason back to the ropes. Chrissy runs up and grabs Jason and whips him to the opposite ropes. Jason comes back and leapfrogs over a ducking Chrissy. On the rebound, Jason comes back right into a dropkick from Chrissy. Jason gets up quickly, but is grabbed from behind by Chrissy. Chrissy lifts Jason and nails him with a back suplex. Chrissy quickly goes for the pin. 1... KICKOUT! Chrissy quickly grabs Jason by the head and applies a sitting headlock...]

Thomas Simon: It seems that the momentum has shifted in Starr’s favor...

Richie Rhodes: For now...

Thomas Simon: Man, you really don’t even try to use professionalism and call the match down the middle, do you?

Richie Rhodes: Nope.

[Jason slowly makes it to his feet and pulls Chrissy to the ropes. Uses the momentum of the ropes, Jason pushes Chrissy to the other side of the ring. Chrissy rebound off of the ropes and comes back at Jason with a shoulder block that sends Jason crashing to the mat. Chrissy quickly grabs Jason by the head and lifts him to his feet. Chrissy brings Jason to a turnbuckle and drives him head first into the top turnbuckle. Jason grabs his head and leans in the corner. Chrissy steps up onto the second rope and starts delivering shots to Jason’s head as the crowd counts each shot. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7. Jason is able to escape the corner under Chrissy’s legs. Jason then pushes Chrissy from behind who tumbles down over the top rope, hitting the outside apron, and falling on his left shoulder outside of the ring...]

Richie Rhodes: What a smart move by Jason. I don’t know if Chrissy will be able to continue...

Thomas Simon: I hate agreeing with you Rhodes, but that was a veteran move by Jason X.

[Jason smiles in the ring as Chrissy slowly gets to his feet outside of the ring, clutching his left shoulder. Jason runs to the opposite ropes, and comes back, hitting Chrissy with a HUGE suicide dive from inside of the ring to the outside. Chrissy takes the impact on his right side, but he then falls into the barricade with his left side, further hurting his shoulder. Jason quickly stands up and starts yelling at the fans as the referee starts his ten count. 1... 2... Jason picks Chrissy up from the outside mat. 3... Jason grabs Chrissy’s left arm and starts to pull him towards the ring. 4... 5... Jason whips Chrissy shoulder first into the steel turnbuckle post, and Chrissy immediately goes down, clutching his shoulder. 6... 7... Jason slides into the ring, and quickly back out to break up the ten count. The referee starts his count again as Jason grabs Chrissy and lifts him to his knees. 1... Chrissy delivers a blow to Jason’s midsection. 2... And another. 3... And another. 4... Jason kicks at Chrissy’s left shoulder, which instantly stops any momentum Chrissy may have been gaining. 5... 6... Jason picks up Chrissy. 7... Jason tosses Chrissy into the ring, and follows immediately to break the referee’s count...]

Thomas Simon: Chrissy Starr is in major trouble folks. Jason X his targeting that injured shoulder masterfully.

Richie Rhodes: Couldn’t have said it better myself...

[Jason is immediately on top of Chrissy, delivering forearm shots to Chrissy, sending him to the ropes. As Chrissy rebounds, he wraps his right arm around the ropes stopping his momentum. Jason runs at Chrissy, but Chrissy ducks and uses his right shoulder to toss Jason out of the ring. Jason is able to hang on the top rope and land on the apron, waiting for Chrissy. Chrissy starts to shake the pain out of his left shoulder, but when he turns, Jason springboards himself off of the top rope, spins, and nails Chrissy with the X-DDT! Jason quickly goes for the pin. 1...2... KICKOUT!]

Richie Rhodes: Oh, so close. I’ll tell you what, if that wasn’t a three count, I don’t know what is...

Thomas Simon: Major resilience shown tonight by Chrissy Starr.

[Jason looks up at the referee, who holds two fingers up indicating it was a two count. Jason gets up to his feet, and delivers a couple of kicks to a down Chrissy Starr. Chrissy slowly makes his way to his feet, Chrissy stands with the help of the ropes, and Jason comes after him. Chrissy is too quick, and able to deliver a huge chop to Jason’s chest with his right arm. Chrissy grabs Jason’s head and prepares him for the Blade Runner, but Jason delivers a punch to Chrissy’s midsection. Jason is able to free himself and runs to the ropes, but as he comes back, Chrissy catches him with a Spinebuster! Chrissy gets up to his feet, and stands in the corner. With his good arm, Chrissy grabs the ropes and starts creating momentum for himself, moving back and forth. Slowly, Jason makes it to his feet. As he begins to turn, Chrissy launches himself toward Jason, and nails him with the Feed The Kraken! Chrissy falls to the mat, still clutching his shoulder, but rolls on top of Jason to make a weak pin attempt. 1...2... KICKOUT!]

Thomas Simon: Wow, Jason X had to dig deep to kick out of that!

Richie Rhodes: But look what that did to Chrissy’s shoulder! I think he may have just did more damage to himself...

[Chrissy slowly gets up to his feet, and with his good arm, lifts Jason up by the hair. Chrissy whips Jason to the ropes. Jason comes back and is hit with a clothesline. Jason stands back up and is hit with another clothesline. Jason stands up again and is hit with yet another clothesline. Chrissy is really starting to build some momentum now as he grabs Jason and and sets him up for a German suplex. However, somehow, Jason is able to get free and flips over Chrissy during the suplex, and out of midair hits a falling neckbreaker! Jason quickly lifts up Chrissy, and delivers a jumping armbreaker to Chrissy’s left arm, causing Chrissy to squirm in pain on the mat. Jason gets up and lifts his hands in the air, waiting for Chrissy to stand. As he does, Jason tries to set Chrissy up for a cross armbreaker, but Chrissy counters with a quick roll up for the pin. 1...2... KICKOUT! Jason quickly makes it to his feet and kicks Chrissy in the midsection. As Chrissy bends in pain, Jason out of nowhere grabs Chrissy, and nails him with a huge X-Driver!!! Jason, with a smile on his face, goes for a cocky pin, but the referee won’t make the count. He points, and both of Chrissy’s feet are under the ropes. Jason rolls Chrissy to the center of the ring, and looking at the referee, goes for another pin. 1...2... KICKOUT!!!]

Richie Rhodes: Jason X was robbed of a victory right there. There is no way Chrissy would have kicked out of the X-Driver if the referee would have just counted the first pin...

Thomas Simon: Give it up, Chrissy’s feet were clearly under the ropes.

[Jason looks up at the referee, and starts to argue with him over what just happened. Chrissy slowly starts to stir in the middle of the ring, but Jason is paying attention to the referee. Chrissy makes way to his feet. Jason turns around only to be kicked in the gut, and nailed with the Blade Runner!!! Chrissy goes for a one armed pin. 1...2... KICKOUT! Chrissy pulls Jason over to a turnbuckle, and then starts climbing. As he gets to the top, Jason gets up to his feet and quickly springs to the top rope. Chrissy throws right at Jason, but Jason hangs on to the top rope. After a few punches, Jason bounces off the top rope, and nails Chrissy with a huge Super Frankensteiner! Jason makes it to his feet quickly, and sees that Chrissy is in perfect position. Jason quickly climbs onto the top rope, and points down at Chrissy. Jason leaps and nails Chrissy with the Flying X Attack!. Without wasting any time, Jason goes for the pin. 1...2...3!!!]

Richie Rhodes: Jason X did it!

Thomas Simon: Big win tonight for Jason X, but one has to wonder if the outcome would have been any different if Chrissy didn’t hurt her shoulder earlier in the match.

Richie Rhodes: Can it Tommy. The better man is walking out with the win tonight...

[“X Gonna Give It To Ya” begins to blare through the arena as Jason X stands up and the referee holds up his hand in victory. As medical personnel come down to the ring to check the status of Chrissy’s shoulder, he waves them off. Jason starts mocking a still down Chrissy, point to his shoulder and laughing. Jason rolls out of the ring, holding his arms up high in victory as the MPW camera fades to the back...............]

[Backstage Trey Baxter and Lucas King are getting ready for their matches]

Lucas King: You ready big man?

Trey Baxter: Of course I am you idiot. I was born ready. I am a Champion and Champions are ready for everything. Besides... we have backup tonigoht

Lucas King: He's here?

Trey Baxter: He should be here any minute...

[A knock is heard on the door. Trey smiles at Lucas and opens it. Jackson Blaze is at the door and the two hug]

Lucas King: Welcome back Blaze, I kept the Tag Team Title warm for you

[Lucas puts the belt over Blaze's shoulder]

Jackson Blaze: Thanks King, but still doesn't matter since MY Sin City Title was stripped off of me.

Trey Baxter: We will get that back for you but now we have to deal with this White Mask and this Resistance. I need you two to be out there on your guard tonight if anything goes weird, hit the ring. Got it?

Lucas King: Yes Sir

Trey Baxter: Good. Now go win the Tournament King. Show them what IA is all about!

[Music for Freak Like Me blares across the speakers fans begin cheering loudly as the Chant "Beat-U" kicks in as the words appear on the Titantron.]

Honey Winters: The following is a Goldrush Tournament Match! Introducing first... From Nashville, Tennessee weighing in at 235 lbs... GAAABRIEL... GRIFFIN!!!!!!!

[Gabe walks out onto the stage smiling and nodding to the crowd. Gabriel begins jogging to the ring high fiving fans. Gabriel slides into the ring through the bottom rope. Circling the ring he acknowledges the crowd. Ending in the center Gabriel Flexes into a pose as the ring corners launch blue pyrotechniques into the air with a pop.]

Entrance Theme and Description: [The lights in the MPW arena go black, except for a lone large dark blue spotlight on the stage. The opening chords of “Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson starts to echo throughout the arena. As the music starts to crescendo after the intro, Clay steps out onto the stage. Clay stands in the middle of the stage, and raises his arms above his head and makes an “X” with them. as he does this, the ramp and the ring light up to a dark blue.]

Honey Winters: And his opponent... From Detroit, Michigan... Weighing in tonight at 340 lbs... He is one half of Night Terrors... CLLLLAY!!!!!!!

[Clay then starts to make his way down to the ring down the ramp. As he gets to the ring, Clay steps over the top rope to get into the ring. Once in the ring, Clay does the same pose that he did on the stage moments earlier. The music slowly starts to fade away as the house lights come back on. Clay heads to his corner and waits for the start of the match...]

DING DING DING

Thomas Simon: Here we go, the second Goldrush Tournament match. The beast Clay vs Gabriel Griffin.

Richie Rhodes: Calling now, no way that Griffin beats this monster.

[They lock up. Clay shows his strength and pushes him off. Gabriel goes flying across the ring and falls on his back. Clay doesn't move. Griffin stands up and holds onto his left shoulder that was injured last week. Clay notices and then measures him up. They lock up again and this time, Clay twists the left arm into a wrist lock. Griffin yells out. Clay clobbers the shoulder. He then twists the arm tighter.]

Thomas Simon: Look at this, the left arm! That left arm was injured last week at the hands of Jason X!

[Gabriel tries to get out but Clay squeezes tighter. Griffin runs over to the ropes and gets the hold broken. He slides out of the ring and holds the shoulder tightly. He looks in immense pain. The referee begins to count. Gabriel shakes it off and uses the barricade to stand. He rolls himself into the ring. Clay stomps on his gut and stands on him and uses the ropes for leverage. The ref breaks it off. Griffin rolls into the center of the ring. Clay continues the attack. He picks Griffin up and looks for a powerslam, but Griffin elbows him in the side of the head. Clay lets him go and Griffin lands behind him and connects with a drop kick. Clay is sent forward but isn't down yet. Gabriel bounces off the ropes and hits a chop block. Clay doesn't fall but gets on knee. Griffin then drop kicks the back of the head and Clay finally goes down. The crowd pops. Griffin goes for a pin.]

1... Kick out!

[Gabriel stands and begins to stomp on the huge chest of Clay. He then drops an elbow to the chest. Clay rolls over onto his gut now and Griffin grabs his leg and locks on The Hangover. Clay reaches for the ropes and grabs it. Griffin uses his strength and might to pull Clay to the center of the ring. He tightens the hold and squeezes and squeezes. Clay looks about to give. But he rolls over and breaks the hold. He uses the ropes to stand as Griffin gets up on his own. Griffin runs and clobbers him. Clay pushes him off. Griffin rolls over and stands again, but when he charges, but Clay kicks him in the left shoulder. Griffin falls over grabbing the arm.]

Richie Rhodes: There it is again! Clay is using some great strategy!!

Thomas Simon: That arm could be seriously hurt!!]

[Clay walks over to Griffin and puts him in powerbomb position and hits the Fall From Grace. He pins immediately.]

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

DING DING DING

Honey Winters: Here is your winner and moving on to the next round of the Goldrush tournament... CLAY!!

["Sweet Dreams" plays from the speakers and Clay leaves the ring without saying a word and the ref is just standing there.]

[Backstage Jay Wyatt is standing by with Taufik]

Jay Wyatt: It's been a great night so far and we aren't even halfway there yet. I am standing by with Taufik who will enter this tournament after our next match but Taufik our next match means something as well. We may get to see the face of the woman who has been torturing Emi for the past few weeks. Do you have any idea who this woman could be?

Taufik: I have had my share of guesses but I really have not a clue. I just hope my good friend Emi gets in there tonight and kicks her ass

Jay Wyatt: well Taufik we hope it works in your favor tonight and we can put an end to this maddness

Taufik: Me too Jay, me too

Jay Wyatt: Taufik good luck tonight, back to you guys!

["Hekira no Sora e Izanaedo" echoes across the arena. The fans are on their feet in excitement as Emi Yamamoto reveals herself on the stage. She blows the fans a kiss and raises her hands to show her appreciation for their support. She skips down the ring waving to her fans with a smile on her face. After giving high fives to a couple of nearby fans, Emi jumps onto the ring apron where she turns to face the crowd. She blows them another kiss before she scissor jumps over the top rope and into the ring. She jumps onto the nearest turnbuckle and waves to her fans once more before jumping back onto the mat, turning around and giving the Akanbe gesture to the curtains where her opponent will appear.]

Honey Winters: Introducing First, your Supa Sekushi, Emi Yamamoto....

[The Crowd erupts into cheers, they turn to boos as soon as a woman wearing a full burka and headdress appears on the ramp. No music plays as she walks down the ramp to relentless boos. She ignores them all as she gets to the ring where she throws off the robe to show a full one piece wrestling suit. She climbs into the ring.]

Honey Winters: From parts unknown... Laila Arshad.

[Laila enters the ring and paces back and forth in front of Emi.]

Thomas Simon: Well folks, here we go. Laila's debut match here in MPW

Richie Rhodes: Remember folks, if Laila loses tonight then we all find out who is under that head piece

Thomas Simon: I'm sure everyone is dying to know who this woman really is... oh it looks like Laila is the first to make a move...

[Laila makes a run for Emi, locking her up in a grapple before the smaller woman can move away. Emi tries to break it up by pushing Laila. She counters with a well placed punch to Emi's stomach. She backs up a bit, a pained expression on her face. Emi stands while Laila is rolling her eyes and laughing. Emi Stares at her.]

Thomas Simon: Oh... looks like Laila has made an enemy of little Emipon.

Richie Rhodes: I'd say that Laila doesn't really care but she's not backing away from that stare.

[Both Emi and Laila continue their stare down Emi seems to be able to over-power Laila, but that is only momentarily as Laila sees her opening and with a quick movement bends down and tosses Emi over her back with a hip toss that sends Emi rolling to the far corner. Emi and Laila return to their feet at the same moment and both charge across the ring at the other before both landing vicious clotheslines to the other. Both women fall on their backs in the center of the ring. Emi being the smaller of the two is slower to recover from the run in, as Laila rolls atop her and begins to rain down hard right hands to her face. Emi gets her hands up and tries her best to block the majority of the blows coming down upon her face, suddenly with a quick twist of her hips Emi is able to maneuver herself just enough and grabs the arm of Laila as she continues to roll her hips countering the attack as she flips over and locks in an Armbar. Wrapping her legs around the elbow of Laila, Emi begins to apply more and more pressure to her arm]

Richie Rhodes: She's a quick little thing isn't she?

Thomas Simon: This match isn't over yet... 

[In the ring, Laila yells in agony as she begins to move about trying to free her arm of this hold. Finding that her movements are only causing more pain and strain on her locked up arm, Laila begins to slowly stretch out in hopes of getting her hand on the ropes nearby. Emi sees the attempt by Laila to get to the ropes and tries to roll her hips around in hopes to pull Laila's frame from near the ropes. Laila yells again in pain but this time she seems to get some strength with it as she reaches out and with one last push off the mat is able to get her hand upon the bottom rope. Emi releases her and backs away. Laila slowly gets to back to her feet while still holding her right arm. She then turns and Emi hits her with a high drop kick that sends the injured Laila back through the ropes and hard down to the mat at ringside. As Laila hits the floor, Emi gets to her feet and looks over the ropes.]

Thomas Simon: Great move. I see her going far if she keeps up with moves like this.

Richie Rhodes: We haven't seen all that Laila has to offer yet though

[Below Laila rolls to her feet and immediately starts yelling at Emi. Emi smirks and shrugs at her. The ref starts to count Laila out as she makes her way slowly to the apron and climbs up. The ref gets to 8 before Laila is fully in the ring and breathing heavily with anger at the smaller woman who shrugs again and gives her a smile. Laila charges. Emi stands her ground and jumps at the last second and landing behind her. Laila looks up confused. Emi starts to back up toward the turnbuckle. he eyes go wide when she realizes she's trapped herself. Laila smirks and starts toward her. Emi climbs up and leaps into her arms. Laila is only slightly thrown off by her weight and manages to throw her down on to the mats.]

Richie Rhodes: Well little Emi just showed a little of her inexperience right there...never get yourself caught in a hard place like that

[Emi is on her feet quickly though and Laila is frustrated. Emi backs away from her, taking a minute to catch her breath while only eyeing the other woman slightly. While the ref's back is turned, Laila reaches into her headdress to pull out something shiny]

Thomas Simon: No... Don't do this... not brass knuckles.

Richie Rhodes: Seems that Laila is determined to make sure that no one knows her true identity
[Emi looks up and runs toward her, determined to take her out but is met with a punch to the stomach again only this time with more force and the help of metal. The crowd boos, the ref has no idea that Laila has the weapon at all. Emi goes down, clutching her stomach in pain. Laila kicks her to her back and starts to go in for a pin. The crowd suddenly cheers as Taufik is seen running down from the ramp. He climbs up. immediately the ref is distracted and tries to tell Taufik to get down.] 

Thomas Simon: What a friend!

Richie Rhodes: He saw it from backstage and came out to save the day.

[The ref is straining to hear Taufik and when he hears the words 'brass knuckles' he turns toward Laila who starts to back up toward the ropes to dispose of the weapon but he grabs her hand before she can. He signals for the bell]

Honey Winters: And your winner by disqualification, Emi Yamamoto....

[Laila backs up from the advancing team of Taufik and Emi, determined to try and expose the woman]

Richie Rhodes: Wow...

Thomas Simon: Looks to me like Laila is trying to get out of the stipulation on this match

Richie Rhodes: Well Bob didn't say that it mattered how Emi won.. a Stip is a stip after all

[Laila tries to run away from the team but Taufik is slipping through the ropes after her, catching her easily and pinning her arms. Emi comes up. She points to Laila's head piece and the growd goes nuts. Laila starts shaking her head back and forth, pleading for her to have mercy. Emi waves a finger at her and moves forward, pulling the material]

Richie Rhodes: OH MY GOD... is that...

Thomas Simon: Folks I can't believe it... Laila Arshad is really Camilla, Taufik's ex Girlfriend and now financial Manager

Richie Rhodes: *with an audible chuckle* I guess not anymore judging by the look on Taufik's face...

Thomas Simon: What has possessed her to become this psycho... she was such a sweet girl

[Taufik drops her arms, both Emi and him looking shocked at the now dishevelled Camilla. She scrambles to her feet before running off backstage. The camera fades out to the back]

Honey Winters: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a first round match of the MPW Gold Rush Tournament. Introducing first, weighing in at 212 lbs. From New York City, NY, TYLER AXE!!!

["Dragula" plays over the PA as Tyler Axe comes to the stage area, he looks at the crowd and throws his hand up before going to the ring. After high fiving the fans he jumps into the ring and goes to the middle turnbuckle and places both thumbs over his throat before doing the cutting motion before chucking both arms in the air. Axe jumps down and waits in his corner for his opponent...]

Richie Rhodes: How did Tyler Axe even get into this tournament?

Thomas Simon: What do you mean Rhodes?

Richie Rhodes: Has he even won a match in the MPW?

Thomas Simon: Tyler Axe shows a lot of promise, he just needs to put it all together...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in 223 lbs, “The Steele Hammer”, ADAM STEELE!!!

[As the intro to “One Finger and a Fist” starts playing over the P.A system. Adam Steele marches out onto the stage. Adam looks down at Tyler Axe with a hard and determined look on his face. As the song goes into the chorus the name “Adam Steele” is spelled out on the screen. Adam starts marching down to the ring with his eyes fixated on the ring, Adam slides into the ring and fires a fist in the arm for the fan, glaring at Axe the whole time...]

Thomas Simon: Axe has come down to the ring with an intensity I’ve never seen from him before...

Richie Rhodes: That’s because his idiot brother isn’t here...

Thomas Simon: Well, that’s just........true...

Richie Rhodes: POINT FOR RHODES!!!

[Back in the ring, the referee rings the bell, and both men begin to circle one another. Both men lock up in the ring, and Steele quickly pulls Axe is for a headlock. Axe pulls Steele back to the ropes, and pushes him off to the opposite ropes. Axe hits the ropes, and then rebounds at Axe. Steele ducks a clothesline by Axe, and its the ropes again. Steele rebounds again, and Axe turns right into a running big boot by Steele. Steele quickly grabs Axe and picks him up, and launches him into the corner. Steele quickly follows with a clothesline in the corner. Steele brings Axe out of the corner and to the middle of the ropes. Steele whips Axe to the opposite side, and Axe rebounds, and comes back into a backbreaker side slam. Axe falls to the mat, and Stelle is quickly on his for the pin. 1...2... KICKOUT! Steele picks up Axe by the head, and takes him over to the corner. Steele slams Axe’s head into the turnbuckle pad. Steele then picks Axe up and places him on the top turnbuckle. Steele climbs up, feet on the second rope, and hooks Axe’s head. Axe throws a right at Steele’s midsection, and Steele releases the hooked head. Axe throws a right at Steele’s head, and then pushes him down from the second rope, which sends Steele to down on his back. Steele quickly gets back up to his feet, but his met by a diving uppercut from the second rope by Axe...]

Thomas Simon: That uppercut could have taken off Adam Steele’s head!

[Axe stands up as a dazed Steele stands facing the opposite direction. Axe grabs Steele from behind and lifts him up, hitting him with a back suplex. As Steele rolls toward the ropes, Axe is quickly on his with a couple kicks to Steele’s chest. Axe grabs Steele and picks him up by the head, and leans him against the ropes. Axe puts his finger in front of his mouth to quiet the fans, and then hits Steele in the chest with an overhand chop, which echos through the arena. Steele grabs his chest and makes his way to the corner. Axe grabs Steele’s arm and tosses him to the opposite corner. Steele hits the corner hard as Axe poses for the fans. Axe runs hard at Steele, and jumps to hit Steele with a splash in the corner, but Steele moves out of the way just in the nick of time, and Axe hits the turnbuckle chest first. As Axe stumbles backward out of the corner, Steele jumps behind Axe and nails him with a jumping neckbreaker. Steele quickly goes for the pin. 1...2...KICKOUT!]

Richie Rhodes: Not quite enough from Steele, but I’m liking this no nonsense approach Adam Steele has adopted...

Thomas Simon: You sure you wouldn’t rather have Matt here?

Richie Rhodes: I would rather step into the ring against Crow or Diablos then have to listen to Matt Steele again...

[Steele stands up and pulls Axe up by the head. Steele hooks Axe’s head, and gets ready for a DDT, but Axe is able to pick Steele up, bridge, and nail Steele with a modified fisherman’s suplex. Axe pins Steele with the bridge. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Axe and Steele both slowly make it up to their feet. Both men begin to trade right hands in the ring, back and forth until Axe pulls Steele in and delivers a knee to Steele’s midsection. Axe pulls Steele to the ropes, and whips him to the opposite side. Steele comes back into a dropkick from Axe. Axe quickly gets back to his feet and hops onto the the turnbuckle, standing on the second rope. As Steele stands back up, he turns towards Axe, who leaps, hooks Steele’s head in midair, and nails him with a huge Tornado DDT. Axe rolls on top of Steele, hooks a leg, and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!!]

Thomas Simon: Adam Steele barely got his shoulder up for that pin attempt...

Richie Rhodes: Maybe, but can Adam get up after that DDT?

[Axe stands up and crosses his arms, then gives a sign that it’s finished. Axe hurries over to the corner, and climbs up onto the top rope. Axe looks down at Steele, stands up, and leaps off the ropes with the “Lethal Weapon” Frog Splash, but Steele is able to get his knees up in just the nick of time, and Axe crashes down on top of them. Axe grabs his gut and writhes in pain on the mat. Steele slowly gets to his feet, as does Axe. Axe swings at Steele, but Steele ducks and picks Axe up over his shoulder. Axe hangs upside down as Steele hooks his head and nails him with the Bluray!!! Steele quickly hooks Axe’s legs and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!! Steele looks at the referee and he can’t believe it, yelling out in frustration. Steele stands up, and leans on the ropes. Axe slowly gets up to his feet, facing away from Steele. Steele walks up behind Axe and crosses his own arms around his neck. Steele jumps back, and nails Axe with The Steele Wire, and instantly locking in the submission. Axe screams out in pain, but is unable to get away, and as the referee asks him if he wants to continue, Tyler Axe decides to give up. The referee rings the bell...]

Honey Winters: Your winner, by submission, ADAM STEELE!!!

Thomas Simon: What a lethal submission by Adam Steele!

Richie Rhodes: What orifice did he pull that out of?

[“One Finger and a Fist” begins to play throughout the arena again as Adam releases the submission. Tyler Axe rolls out of the ring as Adam Steele has his hand raised by the referee. Adam quickly gets away from the referee and celebrates standing on the second rope. Tyler Axe gets up on the outside of the ring and slowly walks to the back as Adam Steele continues to celebrate............... The music hits to start the next match as Adam walks up the ramp.]

Honey Winters, the following is scheduled for one fall, and is a first round match in the Gold Rush Tournament. Introducing first, weighing in at 230 lbs, from Tampa, FL, “The Savior” TAUFIK!!!

[“Awake and Alive” by Skillet starts to play as Taufik hops his way towards the entrance ramp. He interacts with the fans by fisting their hands and even slapping their hands, and when he slides to the ring, he throws his fist in the air as the fans cheer him on. Taufik heads to his corner and he awaits for his opponent...]

Thomas Simon: Taufik has been on quite the cold streak as of late, but what better way to get hot again by winning three matches in one night?

Richie Rhodes: Unfortunately he’s stepping into the ring against the Television Champion, so it’s already an uphill battle...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in at 245 lbs, from Las Vegas, NV. He is the current MPW TV Champion, “The Ace” LUCAS KING!!!

["Last Resort" by Papa Roach hits over the stereo system as Lucas King steps out onto the top of the ramp, TV Title draped over his shoulder. King pauses there for a moment as some pyros go off behind him. He smiles as he slowly walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. Lucas leans into the corner, and holds the TV Title in front of him, mocking Taufik. The referee comes over and grabs the title, and give it to Honey Winters to take it ringside. King leans in the corner as he waits for the match to begin.]

Richie Rhodes: Our Television Champion is looking confident and ready tonight...

Thomas Simon: I think I sense a bit of favoritism in your voice Rhodes...

Richie Rhodes: And your point is?

Thomas Simon: Oh brother...

[The referee rings the bell, and King walks up to the center of the ring. Taufik quickly meets him there, and King holds up his hand to lock up with Taufik. Taufik looks around at the fans, and sizes King up. Taufik reaches up with hesitation, which allows King to grab Taufik’s wrist and turn it into a hammerlock. Taufik twists under King, reversing the hammerlock and applying one of his own. King quickly throws his free elbow backwards and hits Taufik right in the forehead, which causes Taufik to release the hold, King throws three right forearms at Taufik, hitting each time, and backs Taufik along the ropes. King whips Taufik to the opposite ropes, and Taufik then rebounds right into a clothesline. Taufik quickly gets back up into another clothesline. Taufik gets up one more time, and Lucas hits him with an arm drag, locking in a shoulder lock as Taufik hits the mat. Taufik struggles to get out of the shoulder lock, and makes it to his feet, but King drops an elbow on the top of Taufik’s shoulder, causing Taufik to go back down to his knees. Taufik struggles again, and makes it back up to his feet. Taufik pulls himself towards the ropes, and grabs the top rope. The referee starts his five count, and Lucas releases the shoulder lock at four. When King lets go, Taufik grabs at his shoulder, and the referee checks on Taufik. Taufik shakes it off and turns back to King, who kicks Taufik in the gut. King hooks Taufik’s head and hits him with a vertical suplex. Quickly, King covers Taufik with a forearm over Taufik’s face. 1... KICKOUT!]

Thomas Simon: Lucas King has quickly taken the advantage in this match up...

[King stands up and pulls Taufik up by the head. King whips Taufik into the corner. King rushes at him and hits him with a clothesline in the corner. King picks Taufik up and puts him on the top rope. King climbs up and hooks Taufik’s head, and tries to lift Taufik. Taufik however blocks this with a shot to King’s gut. Taufik pulls out of the head hook and headbutts King, who falls back down to the mat from the second rope. As King quickly gets back to his feet, Taufik stands up on the top rope and leaps, hitting King with a flying crossbody. Taufik quickly gets up, and waits for King. As King stands up, dazed, Taufik hits him with a dropkick. King falls against the ropes as Taufik gets back up quickly. King rebound right into Taufik, who catches him and and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. Taufik crawls over and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Taufik quickly grabs King and pulls him up to his feet by his arm. Taufik whips King into the corner. Taufik then rushes at King, and hits him with a clothesline in the corner. Taufik whips King to the opposite corner, but King holds onto the ropes with his free arm, and reverses the whip, tossing Taufik over the top rope. Taufik hangs onto the ropes, and lands on the apron. King goes to throw a right at Taufik, but Taufik blocks it and delivers a right forearm of his own. King backs up to the middle of the ring, and Taufik springboards off the top rope and hits King with a flying clothesline, but on the way down, Taufik lands on his left leg, and it buckles under him. The referee checks on Taufik as he rolls around in pain, grabbing his knee...]

Thomas Simon: Uh oh, that’s not good...

Richie Rhodes: That’s it, this thing is over. Come on King, tear his leg off...

[King tries to get to Taufik, but the referee stops him. Taufik scoots over to the corner, and with the aid of the ropes, pulls himself up to his feet. Taufik can barely put pressure on his left leg, but he assures the referee he can continue. Taufik stumbles out of the corner, and goes over to King. King starts laughing at Taufik, and shakes his head, but Taufik slaps King right across the face. King brings his hand up to his face, and then starts shaking in anger. King tries to return the favor, but Taufik ducks the shot and and slides behind King, grabbing his head, and hitting him with a neck breaker. Taufik hops back up to his good leg, and as King stands, Taufik jumps with his one good leg and hits a weak dropkick, sending King back into the corner. Taufik pulls himself up with the ropes, and gingerly walks over to King. Taufik grabs the ropes and delivers a shoulder thrust to Kings midsection. Taufik pulls King to the middle of the ropes and whips him. King rebounds, and ducks a clothesline attempt. King hits the opposite ropes, rebounds, and comes back at Taufik, who ducks and lifts King for a back body drop, but is unable to get much lift with his leg, and King is able to land on his feet behind him. King quickly hits the back of Taufik’s left leg with a chop block, and Taufik instantly goes down to the mat. King grabs Taufik’s left foot, and kicks at the inside of the knee. Taufik grabs at his knee, but King pulls it out straight and falls on it with an elbow. Taufik falls back in pain and King digs his elbow into Taufik’s knee...]

Richie Rhodes: King has finally been able to exploit that knee of Taufik’s...

Thomas Simon: That is a smart move, as much of Taufik’s offense depends on his agility...

[King twists Taufik’s knee even further, and Taufik squirms in pain on the mat. King stands up, still holding Taufik’s left leg, and pulls him toward the corner. King quickly slides out of the ring, and pulls Taufik further into the corner by his legs, so the turnbuckle post is between King’s legs. King grabs Taufik’s left leg and throws it against the pole. Taufik yells out in pain as King grabs the leg and throws it into the pole again. Taufik grabs his knee in pain as King rolls back into the ring. King pulls Taufik into the middle of the ring, and then grabs Taufik’s left leg, and kicks at Taufik’s knee. King then wraps his own legs around Taufik’s knee, and locks in a figure four leg lock. Taufik instantly starts to reach for the ropes, but he is smack dab in the middle of the ring. Slowly Taufik begins to claw himself toward the ropes, but after every few inches advanced, Lucas throws a fist at the knee, stopping Taufik for a moment. Finally, Taufik lifts himself up with his arms, and slowly turns to his stomach, reversing the figure four onto King. King instantly starts clawing for the ropes, and after about thirty seconds, he is able to grab the bottom rope. The referee forces King to break the hold, but he rolls away from King to get a break...]

Thomas Simon: What fortitude Taufik is showing by fighting out of that figure four...

Richie Rhodes: But just think of the damage done to the knee already...

[Taufik slowly pulls himself up with the aid of the ropes, just as King does the same on the other side. King heads over to Taufik, but Taufik is waiting with a right forearm shot. Putting all of his weight on his right leg, Taufik grabs King’s head, hooks it, and using the ropes to push off of with his bad left leg, he jumps and nails King with a modified springboard tornado DDT. Taufik slowly crawls over King, weakly hooking a leg and goes for a pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Taufik rolls over to the ropes, and pulls himself to his feet. As King slowly makes it to his feet, Taufik limps behind King, and grabs him from behind as he stands fully, and lifts him in the air for a German Suplex. King is able to somehow flip over onto his feet, and Taufik stands back up, unaware of this. King sees his opening and delivers another chop block to the back of Taufik’s leg, sending him back down to the mat once again. King quickly grabs Taufik by the head, and and lifts him up to his feet. King hits Taufik with a European Uppercut, sending Taufik back the ropes. Taufik rebounds off the ropes based on his momentum, hobling forward, and King jumps into the air, grabbing Taufik, and nails him with The All In!!! King goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!!]

Richie Rhodes: NO! How did Taufik do that? He just kicked out of The All In by our Television Champion...

Thomas Simon: Whether you love him or hate him, everybody can see the heart Taufik is showing in this match...

[King looks up at the referee and starts yelling at him, complaining of a slow count. King gets to his knees beside Taufik, and starts throwing rights at Taufik’s head, ignoring the referee’s count until he gets to four. King gets up and goes to the corner, and kicks the bottom turnbuckle pad in frustration. King turns back around as Taufik rolls to the ropes. King smiles and begins to stalk Taufik as Taufik pulls himself to his feet with the ropes, still unable to put weight onto his left leg. As Taufik gets to his feet and spins around, King jumps in the air one more time, attempting another All In, but Taufik grabs the ropes, blocking the move and causing King to crash to the mat back first. King grabs the back of his head as he stands back up, and out of nowhere, Taufik uses the ropes for support as he nails King with a lightning quick SURPRISE!!! King falls backward to the mat like a falling tree as Taufik’s leg buckles. Taufik rolls on top of King for the pin, holding his knee with one hand. 1... 2... 3!!!]

Honey Winters: And your winner, advancing to the second round of the Gold Rush Tournament, TAUFIK!!!

Richie Rhodes: No, it’s impossible! Taufik just pinned Lucas King

Thomas Simon: He may not have championship gold right now Rhodes, but Taufik has the heart of a champion, gutting out a performance like that...

Richie Rhodes: What will Iconic Aggression think about this?

[“Awake and Alive” begins to blare throughout the arena as the referee rings the bell. Taufik rolls to the corner, and pulls himself up to his feet. The referee quickly goes over and checks on Taufik as King rolls out of the ring. Taufik slowly makes his way up to the second rope to celebrate with the fans, wincing after every movement. The MPW camera fades to the back...............]

[The scene is backstage. White Mask's mask lays on a table. The camera pans out as four other White Masks are sitting on the table. Black gloves reach down and grab each mask. The camera twitches and then fades out to fuzz]

Honey Winters: The following match, is a HANGMAN’S HORROR MATCH!!! Introducing first, weighing in at 240 lbs, from Omaha, NE, “The Angel of Death” CROW!!!

[The arena goes dark and deep blue lights fill the arena as “March of the Fire Ants” by Mastodon begins to blare throughout the arena. Crow steps out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage, with a steel chair in one hand and a trash can filled with kendo sticks in the other. Crow looks around at the MPW audience, and quickly walks down the ramp. As Crow gets down to the ring, he tosses the trash can into the ring over the top rope, and slides the steel chair into the ring under the bottom rope. In the middle of each apron hangs ten feet of steel chain, attached to the top rope, and a dog collar is attached to each end. Crow takes his time and pulls at each chain, ensuring they are secure to the ropes. Crow hops up onto the apron and climbs into the ring through the middle rope. Crow grabs the nearest steel chain and give it a couple more tugs as he waits for his opponent...]

Thomas Simon: It looks as though Crow is ready to go to war tonight...

Richie Rhodes: And I can’t wait for it. After all the mindgames, these two will finally lock horns tonight!

Thomas Simon: For all you folks at home, if you have never seen a Hangman’s Horror Match, then you’re in for a treat. The objective is to attach one of those four collars to your opponent, and throw him over the top rope, essentially hanging him over the top rope. A man wins when his opponent quits for passes out...

Richie Rhodes: This is truly one of the most dangerous matches in all of professional wrestling...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in at 274 lbs, from Mount Elliot Cemetery, this is, DIABLOS!!!

[The lights go out. A grey spotlight shines on to a crow that appears on the stage. It swoops up in to the rafters and circles them as “Burn” by The Cure hits. Smoke fills the aisles and stage as a ring of blue fire emerges on the top of the stage. Diablos rises up through the flames with his arms out and head down. He steps through the flames slowly sporting a trenchcoat and ripped up black shirt, taped up. He walks halfway down the ramp as he spreads his arms out and the crow swoops down and lands on his left shoulder. He slowly makes his way up the steel steps and through the ropes as the crow circles his head. He stands on the turnbuckle second rope facing inward and extends his arms out forming a cross with his body as the crow once again lands on his shoulder. The lights raise and Diablos kneels down awaiting the opening bell. The crow flies next to the announcers table onto a pedestal. Diablos turns and looks at each of the steel chains, and then at Crow, who walks up to him and stands toe to toe...]

Thomas Simon: Finally we witness the culmination of this supernatural feud...

Richie Rhodes: Over or under, two minutes until the first drop of blood Simon?

Thomas Simon: You really enjoy the violence, don’t you Rhodes?

Richie Rhodes: Enjoy it? I get off on it!!!

[The referee steps in between both wrestlers, and ask them if they are sure they want to start the match. Both men nod, first Crow, then Diablos, and the referee rings the bell. The referee exits the ring, as there are no rules in the match, and he’s only there for the finish anyway. Diablos stands up, and Crow gets into Diablos' face. Diablos pushes Crow backward, and Crow responds with a right. Diablos blocks the right hand, and delivers one of his own to Crow. Diablos continues to deliver rights to Crow, backing him up to the ropes. Diablos grabs Crow’s arm and whips him to the ropes. Crow rebounds, and gomes back into a back body drop by Diablos. Crow quickly gets to his feet, and is clotheslined by Diablos. Crow rolls out of the ring to get a breather, but Diablos quickly follows. As Diablos tries to grab Crow, Crows grabs Diablo’s face and rakes the eyes. Diablos backs up, holding his eyes, Crow grabs the steel chain hanging over this side of the ropes, and wraps part of it around his right hand. Diablos lowers his hands and turns toward Crow, only to be hit in the head with the chain via a big right hand. Diablos goes down to the outside mat, and Crow holds up his right hand, his hand wrapped in the chain, and begins to mock Diablos...]

Thomas Simon: Not even a minute into the match a the chain comes into play.

Richie Rhodes: Oh, we’re just getting started Simon!

[Crow drops the chain and grabs Diablos, pulling him up to his feet. Crow grabs Diablos and tosses him into the steel ring steps head first. Diablos falls backward to the announce table. Crow walks over to Diablos, and by the the back of the head, pulls him over and tosses him back into the ring. Crow quickly slides into the ring and mounts Diablos, delivering elbows to Diablos’s head. Crow gets off of him and sets the steel chair up on one side of the ring. As Diablos gets to his feet, he runs at Crow, but Crow is able to hit a drop toe hold on Diablos, causing him to fall face first onto the open chair. Crow then stands up, and head over to the metal trash can in the ring. Crow pours the kendo sticks out of the can, and tosses the can back to the mat. Crow picks up and kendo stick, and heads back over to Diablos, who is up to his knees. Crow lifts the kendo stick overhead, but Diablos hits Crow in the midsection. Diablos gets to one knee, and delivers another blow to Crow’s gut. Diablos gets up to his feet starts hitting Crow in the head with big forearms, backing him up to the ropes. Diablos whips Crow to the opposite ropes. Crow rebounds and is picked up by Diablos, who turns ninety degrees and slams Crow to the onto the empty metal trash can with a Spinebuster. Diablos makes it back to his feet, and grabs one of the kendo sticks littering the ring. He turns back toward Crow, who just rolled to all fours, and swings downward, hitting Crow in the back with the kendo stick. Diablos starts delivering kendo stick shots to the back of Crow, until after the eighth shot, the kendo stick begins to break apart...]

Richie Rhodes: Diablos is destroying that kendo stick...

Thomas Simon: I’m much more worried about Diablos destroying Crow’s back...

[Diablos tosses the broken kendo stick out of the ring and goes over to Crow, lifting him up by the head. Diablos picks Crow up and scoop slams him onto the now flat metal trash can, causing Crow to grab his back in pain. Diablos goes over to the ropes and grabs the chain. Diablos pulls the chain into the ring, and grabs the collar. Diablos goes over to Crow, and wraps the collar around his neck. Diablos then pulls Crow up to his feet with the chain, and tosses him over the top rope. Diablos pulls on the chain, facing the other direction for leverage, and starts to hang Crow with the chain. Crow’s body flails around for a few seconds until he is able to get his feet onto the apron. Crow pulls back on the chain, pulling Diablos backward. Crow grabs Diablos’s head from behind, and pulls him down with a modified neckbreaker, causing Diablos to whiplash off of the top rope. Diablos falls the ring as Crow sits on the apron, coughing as he removes the collar from around his neck. Crow rolls back into the ring as Diablos starts to get up to his feet. Crow quickly slides beside Diablos and hits him with a Russian Leg Sweep. Crow rolls back out of the ring, and pulls the apron up. Crow reaches under the ring, looking for something...]

Thomas Simon: With all of the weapons littered around the ring, what could Crow be looking for?

[Crow pulls a table out from under the ring and sets it up outside the ring. Diablos is to his feet as Crow gets back onto the apron. Diablos grabs a second kendo stick and swings overhead at Crow, hitting him in the head. Crow falls down to the apron, grabbing his head. Diablos reaches over the top rope and grabs Crow by the hair, pulling him up to his feet. Diablos places the kendo stick around Crow’s throat, and starts to choke him out from behind. Crow struggles to get free, but is somehow able to turn towards Diablos, stopping the choke. Just as Diablos lets go, Crow pulls his hand towards Diablos’s face, and applies a mandible claw! Diablos drops the kendo stick and for a few seconds tries to get out of the hold. Diablos then grabs around Crow’s throat with his right hand, lifts Crow about six inches off of the apron, and pushes him back, causing Crow to fall through the table he just set up moments before!]

Richie Rhodes: My god, Crow just got chokeslammed through a table!

Thomas Simon: Great ring awareness by Diablos to see the table there...

[Diablos shakes his head, and then climbs over the top rope, hopping down from the apron onto the outside mat. Diablos walks over to his crow perched on the podium, and reaches behind the podium. Diablos pulls a small black, cloth bag out from behind the podium. Diablos walks over Crow, who is starting to move around the broken pieces of table outside the ring. Diablos picks Crow up by the hair, and tosses him back into the ring. Diablos slides back into the ring, and stands in the middle of the ring, bag held high. Diablos then opens the bag, and pours thumbtacks in the middle of the ring, spreading them with his foot. As Crow begins to get to his feet, Diablos walks over to Crow. Before Crow can do anything, Diablos hits Crow with a drop toe hold, causing Crow to fall face first into the tacks. Luckily for Crow, he gets his forearm down in time, and protects his face, but nearly a hundred tacks are pierced in his arm, and the blood starts pouring immediately. Crow grabs at his arm in pain quickly sitting up out of the tack pile and pulling out some of the tacks. Diablos kicks Crow in the gut, and then puts his head between his legs. Diablos lifts Crow up for The Hanging Gargoyle, but Crow struggles enough to fall out of the hold behind Diablos. Crow quickly turns around, runs at Diablos from behind, and jumps, grabbing Diablos’s head and nailing him with the Russian Roulette onto the still open steel chair in the ring!!!]

Thomas Simon: Diablos nose could be broken after that Russian Roulette!

Richie Rhodes: I think all of those tacks still in Crow’s arm shook out any dazed feelings Crow had from going through the table...

[Crow grabs the steel chair, and tosses it over the top rope down to the outside mat. Crow looks down at the pile of thumbtacks, and then looks down at Diablos, who is barely stirring. Crow grabs Diablos’s head and pulls him to his feet. Crow pulls Diablos over to the thumbtacks, and kicks Diablos in the gut. Crow puts Diablos’s head between his legs, and hooks Diablos’s arms behind his back. Crow lifts Diablo straight into the air, and nails Diablos with the Angel Eyes on top of the thumbtacks!!! Diablos rolls around over the thumbtacks in pain, causing more and more thumbtacks to pierce his body. Crow stands up, with a few thumbtacks in his legs as well, and walks over to the ropes. Crow pulls at the chain until he gets the collar, and goes back to Diablos. Crow wraps the collar around Diablos’s throat, and pulls him up to his feet by the chain. Crow grabs the back of Diablos’s head, which is now pouring with blood due to the thumbtacks, and tosses him over the top rope. As Diablos hits the outside mat, Crow pulls on the chain, and foot by foot, he pulls Diablos up to his feet. To gain extra leverage, Crow places foot on the middle rope and pushes back, lifting Diablos off of his feet and hangs him over the top rope. Diablos face is pouring with blood, as the pressure of the chain is squeezing out blood from the dozens of thumbtacks in Diablos’s head. The referee goes to check on Diablos, who is flailing around trying to get out of the collar. Slowly, the fight in Diablos begins to fade, and eventually he goes limp. The referee rings the bell...]

Honey Winters And your winner, CROW!!!

Thomas Simon: Crow is choking the life out of Diablos. Diablos may have some supernatural powers, but he’s still a man god damn it!

Richie Rhodes: Even I think that Crow has gone far enough...

[The referee slides into the ring and tries to pull Crow away from the chain, in which Crow is still hanging Diablos with the steel chain. The referee, after about five seconds, gets Crow to release the chain, and Diablos falls to the outside mat, coughing as air gets back into his lungs, and blood pouring from his head to the mat. Crow, in the center of the ring, points up at the rafters with his bleeding, thumbtack filled arm, and a rope with a noose at the end descends to the ring. As it reaches Crow, the referee is on the outside, checking on Diablos, who is barely moving. Crow slides out of the ring, and goes to pick Diablos up. The referee tries to stop him, so Crow pushes the referee into the outside barrier, and he falls to the outside mat. Crow grabs Diablos by the hair and lifts him up, Diablos’s body nearly limp from loss of blood. Crow slides Diablos into the ring, and quickly follows him from behind. Craw grabs the rope, and places the noose around Diablos’s neck. Crow then points to the rafters again, and the rope slowly begins to ascend. Diablos struggles as he is pulled up to his knees, then his feet, and finally off of the ground. As Diablos gets lifted higher, he stops struggling and goes limp at about fifteen feet high. The rope stops moving, and Diablos begins to sway in mid air, blood pouring from his head down to the ring. Crow stands under Diablos, and as the blood starts to pour down, Crow closes his eyes and lets Diablos’s blood pour all over his mask. After only a few seconds, Crow’s mask is completely red with blood. Suddenly, the lights in the arena go black, and about five seconds later, they turn back on. Crow looks up to the rafters, and Diablos is gone, as well as the rope hanging from the rafters. Crow starts to laugh maniacally, face still covered with Diablos’s blood, as “March of the Fire Ants” begins to play again. Crow exits the ring and walks up the ramp, continuing to laugh the whole time...............]

CHRISTIAN CARTER RETURNS TO MPW NEXT WEEK ON SUNDAY RELOADED!

[The lights in the MPW arena go black, except for a lone large dark blue spotlight on the stage. The opening chords of “Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson starts to echo throughout the arena. As the music starts to crescendo after the intro, Clay steps out onto the stage. Clay stands in the middle of the stage, and raises his arms above his head and makes an “X” with them. as he does this, the ramp and the ring light up to a dark blue. Clay then starts to make his way down to the ring down the ramp. As he gets to the ring, Clay steps over the top rope to get into the ring. Once in the ring, Clay does the same pose that he did on the stage moments earlier. The music slowly starts to fade away as the house lights come back on. Clay heads to his corner and waits for the start of the match...]

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

[One Finger and a Fist by Drowning Pool hits as Adam Steele comes out. The fans give a mixed reaction as he makes his way to the ring]

Honey Winters: And his opponent, Adam Steele!

Thomas Simon: The crowd grows rabid as the bell Is about to sound!

[Clay and Adam stare each other down and come face to face. They mouth off to each other and Adam pushes Clay. Clay barely moves but than he looks around and Pushes Adam and he falls on his backside. The fans let out an “OH” as Clay stands there and lets out another roar. Adam gets up and runs towards Clay. He begins kicking out his knees trying to get him down. He gets Clay down to one knee but Clay takes his hand and palms Adams face and pushes him over]

Thomas Simon: The strength of Clay!

Richie Rhodes: These two men are tremendous athletes

[Adam stands up and goes back to work on the legs of Clay. Clay headbutts Adam and he stumbles backwards. He leans on the ropes and Clay clotheslines him outside the ring. Adam regroups and shakes his head while leaning on the apron. Clay walks over and steps on to his hand. Adam pulls his hand away in pain and Clay heads out to the ring to follow. Adam turns around and Clay hits him with another massive head butt. Adam leans on the barricade and Clay yells for the fans to move. He turns Adam around and grabs his head. He gets him in vertical suplex position and lifts him up. He slams him down on his stomach hitting the barricade. Adam hangs over the barricade and Clay steps back. He runs and puts his knee in to Clay’s head and he falls over in to the seats knocking chairs down with him.]

Richie Rhodes: Clay is just a beast. I would no want to step in the ring with him

Thomas Simon: Haven’t you been in the ring with beasts like Clay before?

Richie Rhodes: I have, I have been in the ring with the best but never anyone like Clay!

[Clay picks Adam up with one hand and brings him over to the ring. He slams Adams head in to the apron and than tosses him in to the ring. Clay looks out to the fans and raises his arms in the air. He slides back in the ring and Adam attacks. He drops down on to Clay with an elbow keeping him grounded and proceeds to stomp on his shoulder. Clay tries to get up but Adam runs off the ropes and delivers a dropkick to Clay. Clay drops down completely and Adam drags him in to the ring. He puts Clay in to the camel clutch. The referee checks on Clay and asks if he submits. Clay shakes his head no]

Thomas Simon: the hold is locked in. Will Clay tap out!?

Richie Rhodes: I don’t think Clay has ever tapped out and don’t think he ever will

[Clay reaches forward but the ropes are miles away. Clay uses his strength and gets on to all fours. He stands up and keeps Adam on his back. He falls backwards and Adam releases the hold as he is slammed. Clay rolls over and holds on to the ropes. Adam kicks Clay off the ropes and tries to apply the hold once again. Clay flips Adam forward. Adam gets up quickly and pounds on Clay’s back before he gets up. Clay gets up unaffected and pushes Adam away.]

Thomas Simon: Adam can not seem to keep Clay down!

[Clay puts his hand around the throat of Adam. He goes for a chokeslam but Adam slams him in to the referee who gets pushed away. Adam pokes Clay’s eyes and than drops down for a low blow. Clay’s face turns red and he sees stars after the low blow and drops to his knees. Adam plays to the fans who boo. The referee turns around and questions Adam who ignores and continues to work on the legs and arms of Clay.]

Thomas Simon: that’s one way to do it

Richie Rhodes: Ha Ha! Adam is a smart fella!

[Adam stalks Clay and waits for him to get up. Clay gets up and Adam rushes towards him. Clay steps aside and Adam clotheslines the referee. Adam looks down at the referee and puts his hands on his head. He turns around and dodges an attack from Clay. Adam escapes the ring and grabs a steel chair. He slides in the ring and slams the chair on the ground. He yells for Clay to get up.]

Thomas Simon: Not like this!

[Clay gets up and Adam swings the chair. Clay grabs the chair before hitting him. He grits his teeth and pulls the chair out of Adam Steele’s hand. He instead bends the chair using his strength, right in half.]

Thomas Simon: WHAT! He just bent that chair right in half!

Richie Rhodes: That is a piece of furniture dammit!

[Clay grabs Adam’s head and continues to lay in vicious head butts. He then grabs Adam and hits the Fall From Grace. He pins. The ref slowly rolls over to make the count]

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

Honey Winters: Here is your winner and advancing to the Finals.... CLAY!

[Clay dissapears to the back as we get set for our next match]

Thomas Simon: We are going right in to it folks! Jason X vs. Taufik is up next!

Honey Winters: The following match is a second round Gold Rush Tournament match, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 230 lbs. From Tampa, FL, “The Franchise” TAUFIK!!!

[“Awake and Alive” by Skillet starts to play throughout the arena as Taufik slowly limps his way out onto the stage, left knee wrapped up after the his first match tonight. Taufik makes his way towards the entrance ramp, this time ignoring the fans to focus on the ring. When he slides to the ring, he stands and throws his fist into the air as the fans cheer him on. Taufik leans against the far ropes, waiting for his opponent...]

Richie Rhodes: It looks as though the damage to his knee may not have been as bad as week expected, but it is certainly going to be a target for his opponent.

Thomas Simon: That’s the first logical thing I’ve heard you say all night.

Richie Rhodes: What? How did you think I got this job in the first place?

Thomas Simon: Ass kissing?

Richie Rhodes: There may have been some of that too...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in at 190 lbs. From Las Vegas, NV, he is, JASON X!!!

[As "Monster" By Skillet begin to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance a figure steps in and can be seen in the smoke and Jason X stands at the top of the entrance with his arms up in an X form. He continues to walk down the ramp and enters the ring, he then climbs the turnbuckles and again puts his arms in an X form. Jason then hops down, looking over at Taufik, and then down at Taufik’s leg...]

Thomas Simon: Jason X was victorious over Chrissy Starr in the first round of the Tournament...

Richie Rhodes: Yeah, it appears Jason has Chrissy’s number...

Thomas Simon: The real question is, does Jason have Taufik’s too?

[The referee rings the bell, and both men start to circle one another in the ring. Jason quickly goes for Taufik’s left leg, but Taufik shifts, avoiding Jason. Jason goes for the left leg again, but Taufik hops on his right leg and pulls the left back, causing Jason to fall forward to all fours. Taufik quickly takes advantage, and rolls on top of Jason, and pins him with a quick modified school boy. 1... 2... KICKOUT. Quickly, Jason is back on his feet and he runs at Taufik, only for Taufik to hit him with a shoulder block. Jason quickly rolls to the corner, and pulls himself up. Taufik limps toward Jason, but Jason wraps himself in the ropes, and the referee quickly gets in between Taufik and Jason. Jason uses the referee’s distraction to kick at the inside of Taufik’s left leg, and Taufik’s leg buckles, sending him down to a knee. Jason quickly comes out of the corner, and hits Taufik with a dropkick, sending him back onto his back. Jason gets up and grabs Taufik’s left leg, and twists the ankle, putting more pressure on the injured knee. Jason then drops an elbow on the knee, causing Taufik to yell out in pain...]

Thomas Simon: Well, if that knee wasn’t injured before, I have a feeling that it will be now...

Richie Rhodes: What did I say? Target...

[As Taufik lays on the mat, Jason quickly stands up, and grabs Taufik by the head. Jason lifts Taufik up, and pushes him against the ropes. Jason runs the opposite direction, rebounds off the ropes, and comes back with a Running Yazuka kick, but Taufik ducks last second, and Jason lands with the ropes right between his legs. Jason grimaces in a pain that only a man can know, and Taufik grabs the ropes. Taufik starts pushing the top rope up and down, causing Jason to go up and down as well, continuing to be hit between the legs with the rope. The referee starts his count, and at three, Taufik pulls the rope backwards, causing Jason to fall into the ring. Taufik waits for Jason to stand up, leaning against the ropes, and then uses it’s momentum to hit Jason with a clothesline. Jason quickly gets back up, and is hit by a backwards elbow, sending Jason into the corner. Taufik is quickly on Jason, pulling him to the middle of the ropes. Taufik whips Jason to the opposite ropes, and Jason rebounds. Jason ducks a clothesline attempt by Taufik, and hits the ropes again. Jason rebounds, and is caught by Taufik with a quick Samoan Drop. Taufik lays on Jason for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Taufik gets up to one knee, and pulls Jason up to his feet. Taufik hits Jason with a forearm to the head, and then hooks his head. Taufik then grabs Jason’s tights and lifts him for a vertical suplex, but out of nowhere, his leg gives out again, and Taufik drops to his back, with Jason falling on top of Taufik. With Tafuik’s shoulders on the mat, the referee counts this as a pin attempt. 1... 2... KICKOUT!]

Thomas Simon: Close call for Taufik there, but the referee has got to think about stopping this match. Clearly, Taufik’s leg is not okay...

Richie Rhodes: It’s just a matter of time before Jason earns his spot in the finals, and it doesn’t matter if he does it by pinfall or by injury...

[Jason gets up to his knees, and starts delivering rights to the head of Taufik. The referee starts counting for illegal blows, and Jason stops at the count of four. Jason grabs Taufik and lifts him to his feet, and hooks both Taufik’s head and his injured leg. Jason lifts Taufik up, and hits him with a Fisherman’s Suplex. Jason however, doesn’t go for the pin, instead holding his arms out as he laughs at Taufik, who is still grabbing at his knee. Jason lifts Taufik back up to kick feet, and kicks Taufik in the gut. Jason grabs Taufik’s head, and hits Taufik with a Swinging Neckbreaker. Jason hurries over and pins Taufik. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Jason looks at the referee, and then hooks Taufik’s injured leg, attempting another pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Jason can’t believe it, but gets up right away. Jason hits Taufik with a leg drop, and quickly gets to his feet to hit Taufik with a second leg drop. Jason rolls over to the ropes, and stands up in the corner. Jason looks down at Taufik, and climbs the turnbuckle, facing the audience. Looking back only to make sure Taufik is still in position, Jason leaps off with a Moonsault, but Taufik rolls out of the way, causing Jason to crash and burn. Taufik pulls himself up with the aid of the ropes, and head over to Jason, who is on all fours. Taufik quickly hooks Jason’s head and nails him with a quick DDT! Taufik pushes Jason on his back and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!]

Richie Rhodes: How is Taufik still in the match?

Thomas Simon: I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, this kid is showing some major heart...

[Taufik slowly gets up to his feet, and lifts Jason up too. Taufik tosses Jason over the top rope to try to get a breather, but Jason holds onto the ropes, and is able to stay on the apron. Taufik sees this and goes over to deal with Jason, but Jason is ready for him, ducks, and hits him with a shoulder thrust through the middle and top rope. Taufik bends over in pain, falling to one knee. Jason leaps over the top rope, and lands with Taufik’s head between his legs. Jason uses his forward momentum to jump and nail Taufik with the X-Driver!!! Taufik falls to a heap as Jason smiles, looking down at Taufik. Jason stands, and puts one foot of Taufik’s chest for a pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!! Jason is angry as can be, and starts yelling at the referee about the count. After a few seconds, Taufik begins to stir, and Jason quickly heads over to him. Jason lifts Taufik up, and Taufik is almost a sack of potatoes at this point. Jason stands behind Taufik and grabs his arms. Jason is about to attempt a X-Driver II, when Taufik slides out halfway through, and applies Jason with the May Allah Be With You! Jason struggles immediately, but Taufik hops up onto Jason’s back, and pulls him down to the mat. Taufik grapevines Jason’s body, squeezing the submission in even tighter. Jason slowly starts to reach for the ropes, pulling his body closer and closer. However, as Jason gets about a foot from the ropes, his arm begins to go limp, and Jason passes out. The referee comes over and raises Jason’s hand, and drops it. The referee raises the hand again, and it drops again. The referee raises the hand one more time, and it drops to the mat. The referee rings the bell as Taufik releases the submission and focuses on his knee again...]

Honey Winters: Your winner, by submission, TAUFIK!!!

Thomas Simon: He did it! Taufik just locked in one of the most dangerous holds in all of professional wrestling and it paid off for him...

Richie Rhodes: This can’t be happening! First Lucas King, and now Jason X? Could Taufik actually get out of this tournament with the Gold Rush Championship?

[“Awake and Alive” begins to play throughout the arena again, and Taufik hops up to his right leg with the aid of the referee. The referee holds his hand up in the air, but from behind, Jason X dives at the back of Taufik’s injured leg, and hits him with a chop block. Taufik goes down to the mat, and the referee pulls Jason X back, who smiles at what he just did. Jason quickly bails out of the ring and looks proud of what he did, as Taufik flails around in the ring, grabbing his injured leg. The referee helps Taufik to his feet, but Taufik falls back to the mat. The referee throws up the “X” sign, and goes back to Taufik. Two medical personnel comes rushing out from the back, passing Jason X...]

Thomas Simon: Damn you Jason. You may have just ruined the finals of this tournament!

Richie Rhodes: Taufik deserved it anyway...

Thomas Simon: How can you say that?

Richie Rhodes: Give me a minute and I’ll give you a reason...

[The medical personnel slide into the ring and start attending to Taufik. After a couple of minutes, they, along with the referee, get Taufik up to his feet, and using the medical team as support to stand. The camera heads to the back as Taufik struggles to get out of the ring...............]

~The scene cuts backstage to where we find Kurt Newman sitting on a computer and working on something while the television is showing live feed of tonight’s show. While Kurt is working on his lap top, he doesn’t notice a figure by the television set. The figure leans over and turns the television off. Kurt snaps out of his haze of work as he doesn’t notice the sound of the television on any more. Kurt looks towards the television and sees Crow standing next to it. Uneased by being alone with Crow, Kurt cracks a smile at Crow.

Kurt Newman: “Good show tonight bud. Did a real number on Diablo……..we won’t be seeing him any time soon will we?”

~Crow slowly makes his way towards the other side of the desk that Kurt is at and sits on a chair across from Kurt. Crow leans back and continues to stare at Kurt with no expression on his face.

Kurt Newman: “I’m guessing you’re here for your ring? We had a deal and I’m going to honor it.”

~Kurt carefully gets up from his chair and makes his way over to a nearby painting on a wall. The painting is that of Kurt Newman, naked, on a bear-skin-rug, with a fireplace in the background. Kurt lifts the painting off the wall and lays it on the ground. Behind the picture is a safe. Kurt begins to work on opening it while talking to Crow.

Kurt Newman: “You like the painting? Ladies love it. I can give you the number of the guy that did it for me…..hell; I could probably get you a good price on one if you were interested. I mean I saw the pictures that you’ve done and their……..let’s say interesting. I think I’ll get in contact with you for one of your art works here pretty soon.”

~Crow doesn’t say a word and doesn’t show any emotion as the safe is finally opened. Kurt reaches inside and pulls out a gold ring. Kurt closes the safe and makes his way back over to his seat. Kurt, with the ring in hand, lets it roll from his side of the table to the other side where Crow is at. Crow grabs the ring and inspects it, to make sure that it is his ring and not a fake. 

Kurt Newman: “You got your ring back. Now you can leave MPW and do whatever the hell that you want to do. You’re free to be the man that you’ve wanted to be for years now since you’re not locked up in a mental hospital anymore. Hopefully we’ll be in better contact this time around. Just don’t call around if there’s a dead body involved. Don’t need that type of publicity……… again.”

~Crow slowly stands up and, to Kurt’s surprise, stands up on top of the desk. Crow makes his way over to Kurt while flipping the ring in the air, as though it’s a coin. Crow finally stands in front of Kurt and looks down at him with a slight grin on his face. Crow quickly sits down in front of Crow and stares at him as he places the ring in his pocket.

Crow: “I don’t think I’m going anywhere Kurt. I think I’m going to make MPW my home.”

~The forced smile on Kurt’s face dies and is quickly replaced by anger and confusion.

Kurt Newman: “What?!? I thought you were done with wrestling. I thought you wanted out.”

Crow: “This was true……..but my recent war with Diablo opened up my imagination and now I want to fulfill these images that have been haunting my brain as of late. See Kurt, I want to start a new family here in MPW.”

Kurt Newman: “Well that’s good. Who’s the lucky lad…………”

~Suddenly, Kurt’s face becomes white with fear as he knows what Kurt is talking about now.

Kurt Newman: “No, no, no, no, no. You’re not going to pull this stunt off again. You’re not going to destroy this place just like you did with SWF and GWL with your merry group of misfits. I’m not going to sit around and let you harm anyone else in the name of change Crow.”

~Crow chuckles as he combs his hand through his hair.

Crow: “All I want is for you to watch Kurt. I want you to watch as I change MPW for the better. See Kurt, since I’ve been here in MPW……I’ve seen a wrestling federation that needs a change. I see a federation that needs a new outlook in life. I look at a federation and I see old and worn out angles and storylines and failed attempts to make this federation stick out from all the others. I feel like I can do that. I feel like I can make a difference. But I’m not a patient individual. I don’t like explaining things to people. I like action instead of planning. Let the dice fall where they may and see what happens. I want to burn MPW down to the ground. I want the wrestlers to fight to survive. Let the weak die and the strong survive. Let God almighty decide. And when I crush the competition underneath my hands……all bloody…..all broken…..all disfigured……then I will mold this company and the wrestlers that do survive in an image that I see fit.”

Kurt Newman: “You’re actually serious about this aren’t you Crow? Do you actually believe you can defeat the likes of Trey Baxter, Jackson Blaze, Johnny Clash, and Lucas King? You have to be out of your mind if you think you can take over this place.”

~Crow brings his hands up to his mask and begins to take the mask off his face. The camera doesn’t get a shot of his face as the camera is behind him. Crow places the mask on the table and talks to Kurt who’s able to see his old friends face for the first time in years.

Crow: “True. They may defeat me. They may win some battles…..but……I’ll win the war. Either by physically tearing them apart….. or…… by mentally tearing their souls apart. Whatever happens, at the end, they will never be the same again after they step in the ring with me.” 

~Before Kurt can do anything, two figures wearing black masks come rushing over to Kurt and pick him up and slam him against a nearby wall. Kurt struggles to get free, but the two figures have a good hold of him as Crow makes his way off the desk and towards Kurt. While making his way over to Kurt, Crow picks up a nearby metal chair and folds it up.

Crow: “Thank you Kurt. Thank you for letting me see the light. Thank you for the up and coming destruction and rebuilding of MPW. If it wasn’t for you……I’d never be able to free MPW from its chains. For this……I’ll let you survive the up and coming apocalypse………”

~Crow lifts the chair up and bashes it over Kurt’s head. Kurt’s knocked out cold from the chair shot, but he remains standing by the two figures. Crow lets the chair drop from his hand and makes his way over to Kurt who’s now bleeding from the forehead.

Crow: “But only because I want to leave you as a warning to everyone in the back. To let them know that their not safe for what’s to come. The end is nigh.”

~The two figures drop Kurt, who falls to the ground like a pile of bricks and follow Crow who begins to make his way out of the room. The scene ends with the image of a bloody and unconscious Kurt Newman on the ground.

[The camera opens up on a shot of the Steel Cage hanging above the ring.]

Thomas Simon: Well ladies and gentlemen... It's time for the Sin City Championship match inside the steel cage.

Richie Rhodes: What a match this will be!!! I'm so excited to see Cable reclaim the gold!

Thomas Simon: I see we're playing favorites here...

Richie Rhodes: Brandon doesn't deserve the title!

Thomas Simon: Well, just in case, we're gonna have the match anyway.

["Light up the Sky" by Thousand Foot Krunch plays and Chris Cable to the boos of the fans makes his way to the stage doing a 360 degree turn following to strike the air with his elbow. Cable reaches the ring and stands in the middle doing the same 360 turn followed by showing his elbow, this time through red fireworks fly off in the corners. He takes a look up at the cage and then at the stage.]

["King Of The Stereo" by Saliva plays from the microphone as a lone spotlight appears on the stage while the rest of the arena dies out. Brandon Nytrus walks out into the light with his eyes set on the ring. He then looks up at the steel cage and smiles. He continues down the ramp and down into the ring. He stands on the turnbuckle and looks out into the crowd. The spotlight stays on him the entire time. He hops down and waits for the bell as the steel cage lowers slowly and the crowd pops.]

Honey Winters: Ladies and gentlemen... The following contest is for the MPW Sin City Championship!!!! And it will be contested inside a STEEEEEEEEEL CAGE!!! The only way to win this match is to escape the cage and have both feet be hitting the floor!

[The crowd pops again.]

Honey Winters: Introducing first... From Melbourne, Australia... Weighing in tonight at 230 pounds... "C Double"... He is CHRIS CABLEEEE!!!!

[The crowd boos loudly as Cable doesn't move. His eyes are set on Nytrus.]

Honey Winters: Introducing second... From Boston, Massachusetts... Weighing in tonight at 302 pounds... Standing at 7 feet tall... He is "The Hardcore Icon"... This is BRRRRANDON NYTRUS!!!!

[Brandon receives a pop from the crowd and he stands there with his arms up with a huge smile on his face. Keeping his gaze locked on Cable.]

Thomas Simon: This will be epic... This match was set up by our GM himself, Bob Herman back at our 1 Year Anniversary show a couple of weeks ago.

Richie Rhodes: This match will be over quickly.

[The bell rings. Neither men move. They stand there starring at each other. The crowd gets to their feet and cheer. They move closer and meet in the middle of the ring. Cable is looking up at Nytrus. Nytrus maintains the same cocky grin. Chris is sick of it, he slaps him across the face. Nytrus reals backwards and he looks back at Cable quickly as Chris is already on the wall looking to escape. Nytrus runs over and puts him in Electric Chair position. He drops him down back first on to the mat.]

Thomas Simon: A cheap shot almost led to a quick ending there...

Richie Rhodes: That's exactly what Cable's gotta do. Play dirty. He'll win it tonight, I'm calling it.

Thomas Simon: You really hate Brandon, don't you?

Richie Rhodes: You're damn right!

[Brandon goes to work on Cable. He mounts and begins to clobber him in the face with a few punches. He gets off and stands over him. He then plants an elbow into Cable's chest. He puts his foot on Cable's chest this time and flexes his arms. The crowd pops as he walks on him.]

Thomas Simon: Oh my god! Brandon Nytrus just stepped on Cable's chest and walked over him! Could you imagine 300 pounds of force crushing your chest?

Richie Rhodes: I'm hurting just thinking about it. But it doesn't matter. Cable needs to get back in the game.

[Brandon picks Chris up, who slaps Nytrus' arms out of the way and kicks him in the gut. Nytrus leans forward and Cable bounces off the ropes and drop kicks him in the side of the head and Brandon falls to one knee. Cable stands and looks at him. He bounces off the ropes again and this time he hits a boot to the face. Nytrus falls backwards and lays face up on the mat. Cable looks groggy. He holds his chest in pain and starts to scream at Nytrus.]

Cable: YOU'RE NOTHING. JUST ANOTHER FUCKING PUNK.

[He begins to stomp on his chest. He bounces himself off of the ropes and when he reaches Nytrus, he leaps and plants a knee into his chest. Nytrus wiggles around before he begins to cough brutally.]

Thomas Simon: Oh no... Nytrus is bleeding at the mouth...

Richie Rhodes: HA! There's blood already!? And who else but C Double himself to cause it!

[Nytrus begins to spit out blood. Cable loves the sight. He steps on Nytrus' chest and mimics the exact same thing Nytrus did earlier. He steps over Nytrus and Brandon screams out in pain. Cable is laughing. He places his knee into the center of Brandon's chest. He puts all of his weight onto it. Brandon's legs go flailing around, he screams out in intense pain. His chin and jaw has been engulfed in a crimson red, seeping out from the mouth. He seems to be fading. Cable raises his arm up in the air when he stands.]

Thomas Simon: Come on! This is just sick! No man should be this brutalized!

Richie Rhodes: This is no disqualification, Tommy! It doesn't matter! The match can't end until someone steps outside.

[Cable picks Nytrus up and tries to drop kick him, but Nytrus throws it away. When Cable stands, Nytrus connects with a clothesline. Cable stands quickly again, but is then lifted up in Military Press position, high above the ring. Nytrus smiles. He throws Chris into the steel wall. The crowd pops. He collapses a little bit, finding it a bit harder to breathe. But he gets up. He walks over to the ropes and picks Cable up, but Cable drops down and presses Brandon's neck across the rope. Nytrus goes reeling backwards. Cable climbs to the top rope and flies through the air looking for a cross body, but is caught by Nytrus. Nytrus lifts Cable up, trying to get him on his shoulders, but Chris squirms out and pushes Nytrus into the steel. Then, when Nytrus bounces back, Cable connects, out of nowhere, with the Ripcord Elbow. Nytrus falls flat on his face. Out cold.]

Thomas Simon: Woah!! Out of nowhere, The Ripcord Elbow!!,

Richie Rhodes: This is it!!! Cable's the new Sin City Champion!!! Climb the cage! Go!!!

[Chris begins to laugh hysterically. He looks down at Nytrus and then out to the crowd. Then he looks around at all four walls, choosing which one to climb. He points to one, the crowd boos. He points to all of them, taunting the crowd. He shrugs them off and walks towards the door. The officials open the door. Before Cable reaches the ropes, he is grabbed at the foot by Nytrus. Cable looks down and tries to shake the grip. It only gets tighter. Nytrus looks up with an evil look in his face. Cable smiles. He picks him up slowly. He begins to punch him in the face. Nytrus is standing now on weak legs. Cable turns around and taunts him. He turns to face the crowd and laughs at him. When he turns, Nytrus connects with the Spear. The crowd cheers loudly. Both men are on the ground.]

Thomas Simon: OHHHHHH!!! Nytrus answers back with the Spear!! This is so back and forth!!

Richie Rhodes: What are you talking about!? Cable has the control!! This match is his!!

[After a while, Nytrus begins to move. As does Cable. Chris is grabbing his head. He tries to stand, only for his knees to buckle and him to fall over. Nytrus uses the ropes and stands up. Blood is all over his chest. He spits out some blood. He can finally take a breather. He uses it to his advantage. He then walks over to Cable and picks him up slowly. He lifts him up and scoop slams him to the mat. He bounces himself off the ropes and lands a leg drop on him. He stands up, but immediately drops to his knees. He begins to nail Cable in the face over and over with rights to the forehead. He then slowly stands up. He drags Cable over to the wall. He picks him up and presses Chris' face to the steel. He drags his forehead back and forth across the steel, cutting it. Blood begins to leak from his head.]

Thomas Simon: Chris has been opened up! Wow!!!

[Brandon drops him. He looks to the wall and then begins to climb. The crowd pops loudly.]

Thomas Simon: We could see a new champion here!! Nytrus is climbing!!

Richie Rhodes: Wait! Here comes Chris!!!

[Nytrus is about to get to the top of the cage, but Cable grabs his foot before he can cross over. He holds him there and gets better positioning on the cage. He punches Nytrus over and over. Brandon begins to descend. Cable grabs him quickly and leaps. They go flying from the cage to the ground and Cable connects with a huge Sambo Suplex. Both men lay there.]

Thomas Simon: Oh my god!!! From the top of the wall to the ground!!!

Richie Rhodes: Get up, Chris!!!

[The crowd is still popping. Cable begins to move. He looks over to the door, he points to it. The officials open. He begins to crawl over. Nytrus realizes and begins to crawl himself. Cable makes it to the door. He gets himself out and puts his hands on the ground, but before the bottom part of his body can get out, Nytrus grabs him. Chris looks back. He pleads to the refs that he's out and that he's won. They tell him it has to be the feet. Nytrus holds on with all of his might. Chris argues with the referees more. Nytrus stands up now and rips Cable back in the ring. Cable scrambles towards the door again but Nytrus runs after him. Once Cable reaches the door, Nytrus grabs the door from outside and slams it on his face.]

Thomas Simon: Cable just got a face full of steel, courtesy of Brandon Nytrus!

Richie Rhodes: He can't do that!?!? You cannot use the door! DQ him!! Are you kidding!?!?

Thomas Simon: Richie... It's not DQ... Just like you said earlier...

[Nytrus stands over Cable. He looks out to the crowd. He smiles and then picks Cable up and lifts him up on his shoulders. The crowd pops loudly. Nytrus looks to connect with the Endure. But when he flips Cable over, Cable uses that momentum to jump onto the cage nearby. He begins to climb quickly. Nytrus runs after him. They begin the climb. They meet on top of the cage. Both men stand. The crowd stands as well.]

Thomas Simon: Both men are standing on top of the cage!!! What are they thinking!?

[Cable and Nytrus battle back and forth. Suddenly, Cable kicks Nytrus in the shin. Nytrus sits back down on the top of the cage. Cable begins to climb out. Then suddenly, Nytrus grabs a huge wad of Cable's hair. Chris screams out. He lets go of the cage is hanging there by his hair. Nytrus then begins to pick him up. Cable grabs back on to the cage. Nytrus brings him back on top. He stands again and lifts Cable on to his shoulders. Then, he turns around and connects with the Endure from the top of the cage. Cable goes through the air and to the mat in the ring.]

Thomas Simon: OH MY GAWD!!!!

Richie Rhodes: NO!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[The crowd pops and suddenly, Nytrus realizes where he is. He exits the cage and flops down to the floor. The crowd pops loudly and "King Of The Stereo" plays from the PA.]

Honey Winters: Here is your winner and the NEW MPW Sin City Champion... BRRRRANDON NYTRUS!!!!!!!!

[Brandon is in disbelief. The championship is given to him and he takes a long hard look at it and raises it up in the air. He walks up the ramp and raises it up in the air when on the stage.]

As the camera focuses for the next match, the camera first focuses to ringside, where the MPW Gold Rush Trophy is sitting on a podium by the announce table. After focusing on the trophy for a moment, the camera moves into the ring with Honey Winters...]

Honey Winters: The follow match is scheduled for one fall, and is the finals of the MPW Gold Rush Tournament. Introducing first, weighing in at 340 lbs. From Detroit, MI, he is one half of The Night Terrors, CLAY!!!

[The lights in the MPW arena go black, except for a lone large dark blue spotlight on the stage. The opening chords of “Sweet Dreams” by Marilyn Manson starts to echo throughout the arena. As the music starts to crescendo after the intro, Clay steps out onto the stage. Clay stands in the middle of the stage, and raises his arms above his head and makes an “X” with them. as he does this, the ramp and the ring light up to a dark blue. Clay then starts to make his way down to the ring down the ramp. As he gets to the ring, Clay steps over the top rope to get into the ring. Once in the ring, Clay does the same pose that he did on the stage moments earlier. The music slowly starts to fade away as the house lights come back on. Clay heads to his corner and waits for the start of the match...]

Richie Rhodes: Still undefeated, Clay has got to be the odds on favorite to win this match, especially considering the success The Night Terrors have had against Taufik in recent weeks...

Thomas Simon: I think the fact that Taufik may have suffered a major knee injury tonight has something to do with it too...

Richie Rhodes: Excuses, excuses...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in at 230 lbs. From Tampa, FL, he is “The Franchise”, TAUFIK!!!

[“Alive and Awake” by Skillet begins to play throughout the arena once again, but after about ten seconds, the music stops, and nobody comes out from the back...]

Thomas Simon: I don’t know if Taufik is going to be able to compete in this match...

Richie Rhodes: Free win for Clay!

Honey Winters: “The Franchise”, TAUFIK!!!

[“Alive and Awake” plays once more, and this time, after about ten seconds, Taufik finally makes his way from behind the curtain out to the stage. Taufik’s left leg is heavily bandaged, and he can barely put any pressure on the leg. Taufik looks down to the ring, and powers his way down the ramp. As Taufik gets into the ring, he pulls himself onto the apron in a sitting position, and rolls under the bottom rope. Taufik pulls himself to his feet, and the referee comes over to Taufik to check on him. Taufik pushes the referee away and limps right up to Clay. Taufik starts talking crap to Clay, which causes Clay to start laughing hard enough that he holds his head up to the ceiling. As Clay stops, he is slapped across the face by Taufik, and Clay’s eyes instantly move to anger. The referee rings the bell as Clay swings at Taufik. Taufik is able to duck, and hits Clay in the mid section. Taufik starts to back Clay up with forearm shots the the head, until Clay is leaning on the ropes. Taufik grabs Clay’s arm to whip him to the ropes, but Clay reverses and sends Taufik. Taufik catches the ropes and is able to stop himself, hopping on his right leg. Clay rushes at Taufik, but Taufik pulls down the top rope and Clay goes flying over to the outside mat. Taufik pulls himself back up, and waits for Clay to stand. As he does, Taufik pushes himself over the top rope to land on Clay, but Clay is able to catch Taufik. Clay walks over to the turnbuckle pole, and swings Taufik’s lower body at the pole, smashing Taufik’s legs...]

Thomas Simon: Good God! There is no reason for Taufik to continue fighting. Is the Gold Rush Championship worth permanent injury?

Richie Rhodes: I tend not to agree with you most times, but I agree, there is no way Taufik should continue this match...

[Clay maintains a hold of Taufik, and rolls him back into the ring under the bottom rope. Clay pulls himself up to the apron, and steps over the top rope. Clay heads over to Taufik, and pulls him up to his feet, and then lifts him up in the air, hitting him with a hard scoop slam. Clay picks Taufik back up, and pushes him into the corner. Clay slowly backs up a few steps, and then rushes at Taufik, hitting him with a corner clothesline that sends Taufik down to his backside in the corner. Clay starts stomping away at Taufik in the corner, and then stands directly on Taufik’s leg, causing Taufik to flail in pain. Clay then gets off of Taufik, and pulls him to the center of the ring. Clay drops down onto Taufik’s chest with an elbow drop, and then pins Taufik. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Clay looks up at the referee, and then grabs Taufik by the head, pulling Taufik up to his feet. Clay grabs Taufik’s left leg, bends it, and then lifts Taufik up, bringing him down with a kneebreaker. Taufik instantly goes back down to the mat, holding his knee. Clay walks over to Taufik, and grabs him by the throat, and lifts him up to his feet. Clay lifts Taufik up to a press position, but somehow, Taufik is able to slide down in front of Clay, grabbing Clay’s head and nailing him with a HUGE DDT! Taufik rolls around, holding his knee again and Clay lays motionless. Taufik rolls over to the ropes, and pulls himself up to his feet. Clay sits up and starts to gets to his feet. As Clay gets to his knees, Taufik limps over, yells out loud, and delivers a huge kick to Clay’s head. The kick also causes Taufik’s leg to buckle once again, and both men are down on the mat!. Taufik crawls over to Clay, and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!!]

Richie Rhodes: Two, it was only a two, thank god...

Thomas Simon: With the heart he is showing, how in the world can you root against Taufik?

Richie Rhodes: Just leave me alone Simon, I’m trying to watch this match...

[Taufik slowly gets to his feet, pulling up Clay as well. Taufik props Clay up against the ropes, and hits Clay in the chest with a backhand chop. As Clay grabs his chest, Taufik hits him with another chop, and another, and one more, causing Clay’s chest to light up red. Taufik limp/runs to the opposite ropes, rebounds, and comes back right into a Big Boot by Clay! Clay starts rubbing his chest, breathing hard, and starts to fume. Clay looks down at Taufik, and pulls him up to his feet by the sides of his head. Clay sets Taufik up, lifts him, and nails Taufik with a Pumphandle Slam. Clay goes to pin Taufik, but he shakes his head no, and instead, pulls Taufik up to his feet. Clay hooks Taufik’s head, and pulls him over to the corner. Clay lifts Taufik and sits him down on the top turnbuckle. Clay climbs to the second rope and hooks Taufik’s head again, but Taufik swings at Clay’s midsection. Clay swings again, and Clay lets go of the hook. With his good leg, Taufik is able to push Clay’s leg off of the rope, and Clay falls head first into Taufik’s right knee. Clay stumbles backward, dazed, as Taufik slowly climbs up to the top rope. As Clay looks back at Taufik, Taufik leaps, wraps his legs around Clay’s head, and attempts a Diving Hurricanrana, but right at the release point, Clay grabs Taufik’s legs and holds him in midair, upside down. Clay hooks Taufik’s left knee, steps over Taufik, and applies a Single Leg Boston Crab!]

Richie Rhodes: Excellent counter by Clay! Targeting that injured knee once again...

Thomas Simon: There is no way Taufik can last through the pain of this move...

[Taufik screams out in pain as Clay pulls the Boston Crab even deeper, and the referee asks him if he wants to quit. Taufik refuses, and starts trying to reach for the ropes, which are about two feet away. Taufik slowly crawls, and inch at a time, until his fingertips can touch the ropes, but Clay pulls him back into the center of the ring, and goes even deeper with the Crab. Taufik extends his hand like he’s going to tap, but something stops him. Taufik uses both of his arms to prop himself up, and slowly crawls back to the ropes. After being in the Boston Crab for almost a full minute, Taufik is finally able to make it to the ropes. The referee orders Clay to release the hold, but he holds on as the ref starts his five count, finally, as close as he could get to five without going over, Clay releases the hold. Clay starts swearing, and he can’t believe Taufik made it to the ropes. Taufik grabs his knee once more, grimacing with every inch he moves. Clay starts screaming at Taufik to give up, but that just seems to motivate Taufik even more, as he makes it up to knees. Clay gets in Taufik’s face, again yelling at him to give up. Taufik looks down at his hand, then back up at Clay. Taufik slaps Clay right in the face, sending him back two steps. Clay starts shaking in anger, and grabs Taufik by the side of the head, lifting him up to where he is hanging from the ground. Clay puts him down, and kicks him in the gut. Turning Taufik towards the middle of the ring, Clay puts Taufik’s head between his legs, and holds up his right arm in a fist. Clay grabs Taufik, lifts him up, and hits him with the Fall From Grace!!! Clay quickly goes over to Taufik, who is knocked out cold, hooks the injured leg, and goes for the pin. 1... 2... 3!!! The referee rings the bell...]

Honey Winters: You winner, and first ever MPW Gold Rush Champion, CLAY!!!

Richie Rhodes: STILL UNDEFEATED!

Thomas Simon: How can you call either of these men losers Rhodes?

Richie Rhodes: Well, Taufik lost, he was pinned...

Thomas Simon: Yes, but even through what appears to be a horrible knee injury, Taufik never gave up. I’m telling you, he earned the respect out of each and every fan in this arena tonight...

[Back in the ring, Clay stands with his hands over his head as “Sweet Dreams” begins to play throughout the arena. The referee checks on Taufik, but all of a sudden, the lights go out in the arena. After about five seconds, they come back on, and Samuel is standing in the middle of the ring, behind Clay, holding the Gold Rush Trophy. Clay turns around, and Samuel smiles, handing the Gold Rush Trophy to Samuel. Samuel holds the Trophy high above his head as medical personnel rush down to the ring to assist Taufik. Samuel and Clay begin to laugh at Taufik’s expense, and the lights go out in the arena again. The lights stay off for about ten seconds this time, and when they come back on, The Night Terrors have left the ring with the MPW Gold Rush Trophy. Medical personnel continue to work on Taufik as the camera fades to the back...............]

[Bob Herman is standing by with Tim Bowers]

Tim Bowers: I am here with owner of MPW Bob Herman. Bob you requested this time.. what is on your mind?

Bob Herman: First of all, this has been one hell of a show. Before Trey and White Mask tear the roof down, I have huge announcement to make. With this pay per view, we mark the end of a year here in MPW. High Stakes is our next pay per view and it will be back in Las Vegas, right where it started.

[The fans cheer]

Bob Herman: That is not my announcement though, it gets better. The weekend of High Stakes we are going to be holding our first MPW Hall of Fame induction ceremony!

Thomas Simon: Wow that's huge!

Bob Herman: I wanted to be the first to formerly announce who the first inductee in to the Hall of Fame Class of 2013 will be.

[The scene cuts to the arena where the fans are staring at the screen waiting. A Drum roll is heard before a pyro goes off]

[The crowd cheers and the scene cuts back to Bob Herman]

Bob Herman: That is right Drake Hunter will be the first inductee in to the MPW Hall of Fame. There will be two more inductees announced in the next coming weeks. Now let's blow this place up with some World Title Action... WOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Richie Rhodes: what an announcement! wow

Thomas Simon: Congratulations to Drake Hunter. Time for our Main Event!

["Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine hits over the PA System as the lights begin to flicker and smoke begins to fill up the ramp. The reaction from the crowd is a mixture of boo's and cheers as after a few moments Trey Baxter steps out onto the top of the ramp. He is wearing his wrestling attire plus his usual black hoodie, this one that says "The Bad Guy" on it. He has his MPW Tag Team Title wrapped around his waist as he pauses at the top of the ramp.]

Honey Winters: "Coming to the ring we have one of the founding members of Iconic Aggression. He is fighting out of Chicago, IL. and weighs in at 220 pounds. He is one half of the MPW Tag Team Champions....he is TREYYYY BAXTERRRR!!!

[After a few moments Trey begins to walk down the ramp with a huge smile on his face. He slowly walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring where he walks to the middle of the ring and simply raises his title high up in the air. After a few moments he pulls it down and goes to his corner where he begins to get ready for the match.] 

 "Lateralus" by Tool plays and while the beat sinks in, the lights start to flicker and suddenly five White Mask's emerge on stage. Baxter looks up at the five men urging them to come get some, but the White Masks just lift their right arms pointing out in every direction as the lights again flicker and suddenly White Masks are standing everywhere, in the crowd, at ringside and one in the ring behind Trey Baxter, who spins around ready to fight and taking a step back in chock as he comes face to face with his opponent. Casually, almost nonchalantly, White Mask begins testing the ropes as the lights once more flicker and all The White Masks disappear except the one in the ring. 

Richie Rhodes: This is getting creepy

Thomas Simon: I won't argue with you on that, but for now it seems like there is only one White Mask, who is ready to start the match 

As the bell rings Baxter charges in,but White Mask seemingly unimpressed elegantly sidesteps the champ. Baxter stops himself in the corner and slowly turns towards his opponent, who is standing in the ring center just staring at him. Again Trey storms towards the masked man, who once more with ease evades his attacker, who furiously spins around going for a third attempt. With a great show of agility Baxter launches himself at White Mask, who for a third time sidesteps, but this time Trey stops himself and twists around going for an Enzuigiri like kick. As Baxter comes around with the leg White Mask drops down to a knee and Trey lands on the mat furiously slapping it as before jumping to his feet again.

Richie Rhodes: This White Mask guy is creeping me out

Thomas Simon: He is a rather odd individual or entity or what now it is he is, but he seems to have the World Champion figured out

From across the ring Baxter sends a gloomy stare at the seemingly unfazed White Mask, who just stands and stares at his opponent. Again Trey charges in trying to grab a hold of the masked man, but once more White Mask dodges his opponents attack and this time spins around nailing Baxter in the back with a spinning back elbow. The force of the blow sends Trey stumbling head first into the turnbuckle and he stumbles backwards out of the corner and right into a lungblower from White Mask. Trey bounces off his opponents knees and down on the canvas, rolling out of the ring to gather himself. Breathing heavily he leans against the guard rail, as the crowd jeers, Baxter turns towards the fans to talk back, but suddenly staggers back up against the ring as another White Mask is standing right next to him in the crowd.

Richie Rhodes: Did you see that, Trey's eyes nearly popped out of his head 

As Trey stares at the masked man in the crowd with an open mouth, the White Mask in the ring charges and sends the World Champion crashing into the guardrail with a baseball slide. Quickly he grabs his opponent and drags him back into the ring. 

Richie Rhodes: What the hell is going on here I thought this was a singles match

Thomas Simon: True, but White Mask has been the only one laying a hand on baxter

Richie Rhodes: Still the scare tactics of this guy should be counted as cheating

Shaking his head Baxter gets up on one knee and almost jumps into the corner as he sees White Mask kneeling next to him. The two men take their time getting up, White Mask almost copying Trey's every move, as the champion hesitantly gets up and moves in on his opponent.

Richie Rhodes: So far this match has been a farce, no action at all, just White Mask's stupid games

Thomas Simon: It seems to be working though, Trey doesn't really know what foot to stand on

The two lock up in the collar and elbow, Baxter quickly turns it into a hammerlock, looking pleased as he smirks at the fans. It doesn't last long, as the masked man reverses into a hammerlock of his own, Baxter reacts instantly throwing a back elbow and springs into the ropes. Once more the champ is startled as a White Mask is standing at ringside seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Slowly Baxter backs back into the ring and right into a backdrop from the masked man. 

Richie Rhodes: Where the hell did that guy come from. 

White Mask is quickly back on his feet and drags Baxter back up to a vertical base, before taking control of the champion with a side headlock. Still a little dazed Baxter fights back trying to free himself with a series of blows to the ribs of White Mask, he manages to push the mask man off and into the ropes and laying him out with a leg lariat on the rebound. The crowd erupt in cheers and Baxter almost looks happy as he stares out at the fans, behind him White Mask is already up standing right behind the World Champion. Finally Trey gets back to business and turns around almost looking in chock as he comes nose to nose with the masked man, Baxter goes for a huge right, but White Mask blocks it and clubbers his opponent with one of his own. The masked man keeps on the attack driving Trey backwards into the corner with a flurry of chops and punches. As Baxter stands with his back pinned up against the turnbuckles, the masked man shifts gears and places a boot up against the champions throat and keeping it there until the referee break it. Once more he lets a stinging chop clash against Trey's chest, before flipping him down to a seated position with a snapmare. Elegantly White Mask jumps to the second turnbuckle and dives off nailing the seated Baxter with a double foot stomp like kick to the back and neck. 

Thomas Simon: Well that's something new, seems like White Mask has more than just scare tactics in his arsenal

Again White Mask is quickly back on his feet and yanks Baxter back to his feet by the arm and sends him running with an Irish Whip. Trey bounces off the ropes just as the masked man leaps into the air and catches him with a Frankensteiner like move. Baxter is thrown to the mat, but rolls through getting to his feet at the ropes, White Mask charges the champion, who at the last second drops down pulling the top rope with him, sending the masked man crashing to the outside.

Richie Rhodes: That's my man Trey Baxter

Thomas Simon: White Mask sure took a nasty fall there, seems like he might have landed on his knee

At ringside the masked man is rolling around clutching his left knee. Baxter nonchalantly steps out on the apron and drops down to the floor. Almost like he is toying with White Mask, the champion pokes and kicks him as the man with the mask tries to get up.

Thomas Simon: What is going on behind that big grin on Trey Baxter's right now?

Richie Rhodes: Revenge, pure and simply, this guy is gonna pay for playing games

Grinning all over Baxter as pinned the masked man up against the guard rail in the corner and seems like he is getting ready to charge. Trey takes a few steps back and sets into motion, but almost instantly hits the breaks as another White Mask appears in the crowd standing next to the masked man at the guard rail. 

Richie Rhodes: What the hell, is there a sale on these things somewhere

Quickly Baxter grabs the leg of White Mask and pulls him closer before jerking him up to his feet and sliding him into the ring. Trey gets right to it and starts stomping away on the masked man's left leg working it over to keep the masked man down.

Thomas Simon: I must say its a brilliant tactic here from the World Champion, keeping the match in the ring, where other White Mask's can't interfere.

With a brutal force Trey grabs the leg of White Mask and straightens it, while using the same motion to twist his opponent onto his stomach before DDT'ing the knee. Baxter keeps his hold on the leg hyper extending it over his forearm as he lays in on it with all his weight. White Mask is trashing around in pain as the champion lays into it, the masked man doing everything he can to try to get to the ropes, but Baxter lets go just before he gets to it and pulls him back into the ring center. The joy on Trey's face is obvious as he sits up his opponent and starts pummeling down on the masked face with a series of targeted rights to the face.

Thomas Simon: Baxter reminds me of a rapid dog, when he goes into this mode, just pummeling away on his opponent

Richie Rhodes: Yeah I'm loving every bit of it and look here goes the mask, finally we will see who this son of a bitch is

Furiously Trey kneels down and starts pulling on the mask, White Mask doing his best trying to fight him off, but to no avail as Baxter spins around ripping the mask off and holding it high over his head for the crowd to see. Leaving his opponent holding his face in the middle of the ring Trey parades around flashing the mask, he climbs up in the corner and holds it out to the crowd that erupt in a sudden cheer. The grinning World Champion is to occupied with the fans to notice White Mask rising behind him, revealing another mask.

Richie Rhodes: No Fair!!!... That's a god damn dirty trick to pull!!!!

With the crowd roaring the smirking Trey Baxter turns around and sits on the top turnbuckle to have a look at his opponents face and nearly falls off the turnbuckles as he sees the masked man standing in the center of the ring with his arms crossed. Baxter is stunned and White Mask takes the opportunity and charges leaping up into the corner and sending Trey flying with a belly to belly from the second rope. Both men hit the mat and stay down for a few seconds before scrambling to their feet, throwing themselves into a wild slugfest. With an elegant dodge White Mask sends trey out of balance and gets behind him taking the champ down with a jumping neckbreaker and quickly covers

Thomas Simon: Could this it?!!!

Richie Rhodes: NO!!!

1...2... Trey kicks out in the last second, White Mask seemingly unfazed by it rolls to his feet and drags Baxter up to his feet controlling the champion with a hard right shot stunning him. The masked man forces the Trey's head down as he hooks the arms sending Baxter back on the mat with a butterfly suplex. The masked man is instantly back on his feet and backpedals into the ropes and nails the rising Baxter with a front flip leg drop, driving the champs skull into the canvas, again going for a cover.

Thomas Simon: White Mask is dominating the World Champion

Richie Rhodes: Its all smoke and mirrors

Instantly Trey kicks out, this time White Mask seems a little more effected, as he kneels next to his opponent straightening his mask. Slowly Baxter gets up on his knees looking dazed, as he looks up at his opponent, who has gotten to his feet and is charging in for a Shining Wizard. Somehow Trey manages to launch himself into a spear like takedown, planting White Mask on the canvas as Baxter leaps into the mounted position and letting his fist rain down on his opponent. 

Richie Rhodes: That's what I'm talking about, never underestimate the World Champion

Thomas Simon: Can only concur on that one 

In a fit of rage Baxter grabs the masked man and pulls him up to a vertical base, landing a few shots to the side of White Mask's head. The masked man tries to fight back, but is caught in a side headlock, he quickly goes for the backdrop, but Baxter rolls over the shoulder and lands behind him instantly going after the left leg cutting his opponent down with a chop block. Bouncing off the mat White Mask grabs his leg rolling around in pain. The grin is wiped of Baxter's face and a dark, aggressive shadow is thrown as he towers over the fallen White Mask. He furiously grabs the leg and lands a stiff kick to the back of the knee, before dragging the masked man over to the ropes placing his foot on the bottom one. Baxter leaps into the air and lands a stomp on White Mask's knee. In a violent spasm White Mask rolls back into the ring center. Like a wolf smelling blood, Trey is back on him, pulling the hurting White Mask off the mat and up to his feet. Baxter steps behind his opponent and bends his leg as he lifts him into the air driving it down over his own and letting White Mask drop to the canvas.

Thomas Simon: The World Champion showing, what he is made of here

Richie Rhodes: Greatness, Awesomeness and Godlike ability

Thomas Simon: I was more thinking in the lines of mean and methodical strategy and great wrestling skill

Richie Rhodes: Same difference

With a sadistic look Trey drags White Mask into the center of the ring, swiftly twisting him around and into an STF. In pure agony White Mask roars out as Trey drops down, the referee drops down checking on him, as Baxter is screaming out “Tap Bitch!!!! Tap!!!” White Mask refuses and reaches for the ropes.

Richie Rhodes: We got him now!!!

Thomas Simon: Who are we?

Richie Rhodes: Trey and me are kindred spirits, I'm as much a part of this as he is

Thomas Simon: Does Trey know?

Richie Rhodes: No but.... Never mind there is no escape for White Mask

The masked man is in a world of pain as Baxter tries to bend him out of shape, but still he refuses to tap. Frustrated Trey lets go of the White Mask's head and instead starts pulling at his mask, inch by inch the jaw of the masked man becomes visible. White Mask desperately fights back, but Trey has him pinned down, almost getting the mask of as the referee steps in and starts the five count. Enraged Baxter lets go and gets right in the face of the man in stripes leaving White Mask laying motionless on the mat. 

Richie Rhodes: What the hell is that moron doing there?!!!

Thomas Simon: His job, he is the referee and pulling on the mask isn't legal

In a fit of rage Baxter stands and shouts at the ref, who shouts back. Not looking all to pleased Trey walks back and grabs his opponent yanking him up to his feet and landing a stiff kick to the gut. White Mask doubles over powerless, as Baxter sets up for the Lights Out, suddenly the masked man seems to get his second wind, twisting and turning trying to get out. Finally he manages to get free and nails Trey with a jawbreaker, sending the champion flying backwards into the referee, who is knocked down. Both men and the ref are down on the mat, Baxter slowly sits up rubbing his jar as he looks around first at his opponent rolling around holding his injured knee, then at the knocked out ref.

Thomas Simon: OH no this can be good for White Mask

Swiftly Baxter slides out the ring and ducks under the ring producing a chair. Grinning Trey climbs up on the apron and is about to step into the ring, as there is a sudden pop from the crowd as another White Mask rolls out from under the ring and grabs the chair. With eyes that looks like they are about to pop out Baxter stares down at the new White Mask as the two engage in a tug war for the chair. Inside the ring the masked man is slowly getting to his feet still favoring his left leg, as he hobbles over behind Baxter and uses the ropes as leverage to nail the champion with a kick to the back of the head, sending Trey of the apron and into a collision with the chair. The other White Mask is knocked down, but is quickly back on his feet as he grabs Baxter and rolls him into the ring, where the other masked man drags over the semi conscious referee over and drops down for the cover.

Richie Rhodes: Hey that's cheating!!!!

Thomas Simon: And it wouldn't have been if Trey had used the chair?

1...2... To a collective “WOW!!!” Baxter gets his shoulder up, White Mask grabs his head in disbelief as he sits down next to the Champion. White Mask gets up and checks on the other White Mask outside the ring. Suddenly the crowd buzzes and boos as Jackson Blaze and Lucas King come running down to ringside. They walk over to the White Mask that is down outside the ring. The crowd buzzes as a Taller, bigger White Mask comes through the crowd and stands behind Blaze. It lays in a punch as the two start to brawl. Another White Mask comes from the other side of the crowd and begins to brawl with Lucas King.

Thomas Simon: All hell has broken loose out here!

In the ring Trey Baxter is waiting for the real White Mask to turn around. When he does he kicks him in the gut and sets up for the lights out. White Mask reverses sending Baxter on to his back with a back body drop. White Mask waits for Trey to get up and when he does he goes for a hurricanrana. He hits it and Baxter goes down. White Mask goes to the top rope and waits for Baxter to get to his feet. When he does White Mask leaps off but Trey dropkicks him in mid air sending both of them to the mat.

Thomas Simon: This is never going to end! They are going to kill each other!

Richie Rhodes: this is an incredible match up

Outside the ring They two White Masks are still fighting with Lucas and Jackson.. Inside Trey gets to the corner and smirks as he grabs the Championship belt and hides it. White Mask gets to his feet and walks over to Trey but not before getting hit in the face with the belt. The ref is still groggy in the corner and doesn't see it. Trey covers

1....2...... White Mask kicks out and the crowd goes crazy. Trey is in disbelief with his mouth wide in shock. Trey bangs on the mat with his hand and gets to his feet. He picks White Mask up but is met with a forearm to the face. White Mask goes on the attack and now the ref is up. Trey fights back and ends up clotheslining White Mask out of the ring. White Mask along with the other two White Mask's, Blaze and Lucas look on as Trey Baxter flies through the air over the top and lands on all of them.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT!

Thomas Simon: OH!!!! Trey just took everyone out at ringside!

Richie Rhode: Get him back in and pin him!

[Trey is first to his feet and picks up White Mask and throws him in the ring. He throws some punches down at him and yells "ITS OVER!" Trey lifts White Mask up and nails the Lights Out. He goes for a pin]

1.....2..... "Wait, that's the wrong White Mask!" says the ref

Trey looks in disbelief that the ref stopped counting and says to make the count. The ref argues back that it's the wrong White Mask. Trey turns around and the real White Mask is behind him. He lifts Trey in to Power Bomb position. Lifts him up high. Trey flips over White Mask and gets him in a sunset flip pin. Trey holds on to the ropes for leverage

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

The bell rings and the ref raises Trey's hand

Honey Winters: Here is your winner and still World Heavyweight Champion, TREYYYYYY BAXTERR!

Thomas Simon: Trey Baxter has done it, Trey is…

[ Thomas is cut off by the lights flickering on and off. The fans start making noise as the MPW-Tron shows the logo of White Mask.]

Thomas Simon: What in the world is this all about?

Richie Rhodes: I don’t know, but this is strange, that White Mask guy is creepy.

[White Mask along with the other two White Masks make their way back to the center of the ring staring across at Iconic Aggression. The lights Flicker again and two more White Mask's stand there. Five of them stand in a line looking over at Iconic Aggression]

Richie Rhodes: I don’t like this Tommy. This is unfair. 

Thomas Simon: I don’t have a damn clue what’s going on.

Richie Rhodes: What the hell is this White Mask’s problem? What’s the meaning of this?

Thomas Simon: I think a better question is, which one of these 5 is the real White Mask?

[ Trey picks up the microphone laying at the edge of the ring. He, Jackson, and Lucas quickly form a tight perimeter.]

Trey Baxter: Alright. That’s enough of this crap. No more games, no more tricks, no more illusions. I’m tired of it! You think you impress anybody with these stupid tricks? And then you DARE to target US? We are Iconic Aggression! We BLEED GOLD! We ar-

[ The microphone in Trey’s hand cuts out. It starts buzzing are whirring, sparking before Trey drops it. The White Mask at the edge of the ramp pulls a microphone from underneath the heavy cloak.]

White Mask: I do believe it is time that you, listened to me.

[ The fans cheer. White Mask‘s voice is again digitally cloaked.]

White Mask: You’ve have quite a lot of fun at people’s expense, haven’t you Trey? Well, unfortunately for you, and your friends, that must come to an end. 

[ Another pop.]

White Mask: Now, you were warned about the coming of a resistance. You were warned that they were coming for you. Well, you no longer have any time to prepare, The time is upon you. But, you were also warned about me, weren’t you?

[Another pop]

White Mask: I told you, that this is the moment where the mask, finally comes off, and my identity is revealed. Well, that’s two warnings you failed to heed. Or…what is just one?

[ Another pop as the Resistance logo shows up on the MPW-Tron. ]

White Mask: Because the Resistance…is here!

[ In Succession, 3 of the White Masks remove their attire, One is revealed to be Brandon Nytrus! ]

Thomas Simon: That’s Brandon Nytrus! He’s part of the Resistance! 

[ The next, is Chrissy Starr ]

Thomas Simon: Chrissy Starr as well! 

Richie Rhodes: I don’t like this.

[ The next to reveal is Gabriel Griffin]

Thomas Simon: Gabe is in on this too?!

[ The next reveal…is Johnny Clash. A huge pop for him. ]

Thomas Simon: Now Johnny Clash! This is incredible! I thought he was out with a concussion!?

Richie Rhodes: He lied the whole time !

White Mask: We are the Resistance! We all represent the changing of the guard. The complete demolition of the status quo. How does it feel Iconic Aggression? Ho does it feel to be hunted by us? Brandon, Chrissy, Gabe, Johnny, and….I… oh, well…I suppose that leaves me, doesn’t it?

[ The final White Mask steps up to the center of the ring. Iconic Aggression looks on nervously]

White Mask: This is the grand finale, I like to call it…”So.” As in, so here we are. That was the final clue. Have you pieced in all together? Here. Us. Pro. Jinx. Honor. So. Have you put it together? It does more than rhyme. It’s who I am. But I already told you, didn’t I? Of course I did. Now, Trey Baxter, I challenge you, at High Stakes, for the MPW World Heavyweight title!

[ The fans start to cheer, as Trey angrily stares at White Mask. He yells “I’m not afraid of you! I’ll tear that mask right off your stupid face!” ]

White Mask: Tough words. There’s just one problem. You don’t need to tear the mask off. It’s coming off right now. Because you aren’t facing White Mask, at High Stakes…

[Finally, The White Mask standing in the ring removes the gloves. Then slowly unbuttons the cloak, then the mask is removed and its’….ROXI JOHNSON! The arena EXPLODES in cheers as the Superhero has returned!]

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