[Lateralus by Toole hits and the fans get on their feet. The white lights flicker as five figures appear in different spots of the crowd in white masks. The fans go nuts cheering.]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to Sunday Night Reloaded! We are live from US Airways Arena in Phoenix Arizona!

Richie Rhodes: and we are opening the show with The Resistance. Yawn!

[They all make their way down the aisles and to the barricades. They simultaneously climb over the barricade and make their way in to the ring. They stand in a line and put their right hands on their masks. At the same time they all remove the masks revealing their identities]

Thomas Simon: There they are. The Resistance!

Richie Rhodes: This bores me. They had no business getting involved in IA's business at Gold Rush!

[Roxi, Johnny, Nytrus, Chrissy and Gabe stand tall in the ring all in The Resistance's T-shirt and black pants. Roxi takes a microphone]

Roxi Johnson: Last night, we stood tall against the so called "Best" that the World has to offer. Trey Baxter stole the MPW World Championship but now that the Resistance has risen, that type of injustice will no longer be tolerated. We came together to form this alliance because we were sick and tired of the way things were going. It starts at the top with Iconic Aggression and goes all the way down to the bottom. We are here and we will make our presence felt when you MOST expect it. We are the Resistance and we are here to make examples.

[Roxi passes the microphone to Nytrus]

Brandon Nytrus: Last month I was attacked by Jackson Blaze and Iconic Aggression numerous times. Last week I was attacked by Chris Cable before our match. Well Chris Cable isn't here tonight because I made him suffer. Bad things happen to bad people.

[Nytrus laughs and passes the mic to Johnny]

Johnny Clash: You know something... I was once on the other side of this. I was once the "bad guy." I know how these minds work and how these groups of people handle certain situations. You might call me a hypocrite but I say im just leading by example. Consider us the Boondock Saints of MPW, the vigilantes. We are going nowhere. Don't consider this a warning, consider it a testimone.

[Johnny drops the microphone as all give walk to the center of the ring and put their masks back on. The white lights flicker and the scene cuts to the entrance video]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to MPW Sunday Reloaded! We have a great show for you here tonight!

Richie Rhodes: The beginning of a new era here in MPW!

Thomas Simon: Let's catch some action from two of our newest Superstars NEXT!

Match 1

[Honey Winters: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, making her MPW debut! From London, England, this is Aeryn Ashfield!!!

[“Prelude 21/12” by AFI begins to play throughout the arena. On the lyrics "Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep" Aeryn walks through the curtain and down the ramp way, running towards the end as the beat of the music kicks in. She jumps up onto the ring apron, grabs hold of the top rope and slingshots herself over into the ring.]

Thomas Simon: I’m excited to see what Miss Ashfield is capable of in the MPW ring, aren’t you Rhodes?

Richie Rhodes: I’m just happy to see Aeryn, if you know what I mean...

Thomas Simon: Could you just for once keep it in your pants Rhodes?

Honey Winters: And her opponent, weighing in at 265 lbs, from Cornelius, NC. He is, “Wolfman” Lance Smith!!!

[Lance emerges from the back of the stage in his ring gear. Lance is pulling at his hair and scratching all over his body while he frantically looks around the arena. He continues until makes his way to the ring. Lance slides into the ring, and heads over to his own corner, pulling at his hair again...]

Richie Rhodes: We have some dark and disturbing types here in the MPW, but I believe this man is the first I would actually call crazy...

Thomas Simon: We don’t see eye to eye on many things Rhodes, but I have to agree...

Richie Rhodes: I’m flattered...

Thomas Rhodes: I hate you...

[The referee rings the bell, and immediately, Lance rushes at Aeryn in her corner. Aeryn moves out of the way, and Lance hits the corner hard chest first. Aeryn instantly takes advantage, rolling up Lance with a school boy pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Lance gets up in a fury, and tries to clothesline Aeryn, but Laila ducks. Lance turns around into a standing dropkick by Aeryn, which sends him back into the corner. Aeryn gets up quickly and starts kicking at Lance’s legs. Lance takes a couple of shots, but then pushes Aeryn backwards, and she falls to the mat. Aeryn stands up as Lance rushes at her, and nails her with a big clothesline. Lance immediately rushes over to Aeryn and grabs her head, banging it backwards against the mat. The referee stops Lance, and he stands up, pulling on his hair again, scratching his neck and arms. Lance bends over and grabs Aeryn by the throat, lifting her up into a press position...]

Thomas Simon: Look at the strength by Lance Smith!

Richie Rhodes: It must be a full moon or something...

[As Lance has Aeryn hanging in the air, she begins to kick her feet, and drops down, hooking his head, nailing him with a HUGE Falling DDT! Quickly, Aeryn goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Aeryn doesn’t waste any time as she grabs Lance’s right arm, kicking away at the elbow joint. Lance yells out in pain as he makes it to his knees. Still holding the arm, Aeryn starts throwing elbows at Lance’s elbow, and he reaches for her with every shot. Lance eventually makes it to his feet, and Aeryn slides the arm behind him, applying a hammerlock to Lance. Lance reaches behind himself to try and get Aeryn, but is unable to reach her. Finally, Lance is able to twist his own arm to the point where he is facing Aeryn, and kicks her in the gut. Aeryn drops to one knee, and Lance grabs her by the hair. Lance pulls her up to her feet, and tosses her out of the ring through the second and third ropes...]

Richie Rhodes: Aeryn is smart trying to target that arm of Lance’s...

Thomas Simon: Without a doubt, but does it even matter with the strength of Lance?

Richie Rhodes: And look at Aeryn, she was able to hold onto the ropes!

[Aeryn is holding the middle rope, and pulls herself back on the apron. Lance turns and reaches for Aeryn, but she grabs his arm and drops down to the outside mat, causing Lance’s elbow to slingshot off of the top rope. Lance staggers back in pain as Aeryn quickly makes it back onto the apron, and then up to the top rope. As Lance turns back towards Aeryn, she leaps, and nails Lance with a Missile Dropkick right to his right arm that sends him down to the mat. Aeryn stands up, and Lance staggers to his feet. Aeryn grabs Lance head, and rushes to the corner, climbing and jumping off quickly, nailing Lance with the Sliced Bread. Without a moment’s hesitation, Aeryn grabs Lance’s arm and sinks in an Armbar, to which Lance frantically tries to escape. Lance pulls himself closer and closer to the ropes, but only about six inches away, Lance has had enough, and begins to tap out. The referee rings the bell...]

Honey Winters: Your winner by submission, AERYN ASHFIELD!!!

Thomas Simon: Impressive debut by the woman from London...

Richie Rhodes: And I thought I liked her before the match...

Thomas Simon: I’m sure she wouldn’t mind going a few rounds with you Rhodes...

Richie Rhodes: Really? You think?

Thomas Simon: In the ring damn it, in the ring!!!

[“Prelude 21/12” begins to play again as Aeryn releases the armbar and stands up. The referee walks over and holds Aeryn’s hand high in victory as Lance grabs his elbow on the mat in pain. Aeryn ignores Lance as she celebrates in the ring. The camera fades to the back...............]

[Backstage Bob Herman is in front of the MPW Backdrop with Jamie McKenzie. He holds a contract on a clip board in his hand and has a smile a mile wide]

Bob Herman: WELCOME TO MPW SUNDAY RELOADED! WOOOOO

[The fans WOO back]

Bob Herman: Last week at Gold Rush... a challenge was laid down. Roxi Johnson laid down a challenge to Trey Baxter at High Stakes 2 for the MPW World Heavyweight Championship.

[The fans cheer]

Bob Herman: Now usually I would see how Trey would respond but I hold here in my hand the contract to the match between the two at High Stakes. Next week we will publically sign this contract for the match. But under one condition....

Thomas Simon: What could it be?

Bob Herman: Trey Baxter must beat Brandon Nytrus in a ladder match for the World Heavyweight Championship first! WOOOOOOOO

[Bob Herman laughs as the scene cuts back to the ring]

Thomas Simon: Wow! That's a huge main event for next week!

Richie Rhodes: Damn right it is wow!

Thomas Simon: Now lets jump to our first Tag Team Tournament match!

Match 2

- Summary: Christian Carter gets a huge reaction from his home town crowd in his MPW return. Taufik and Emi look tight as a team but Axe and Carter seem to not be on the same page. Carter is sloppy and looks a little intoxicated during the match. Tyler Axe gets taken out of commission where Christian hits the Rising Chaos and picks up the win. He refuses to shake Tyler's hand after the match and leaves him in the ring.

- Winners Tyler Axe and Christian Carter vis pinfall at 12:13

Match 3

[Honey Winters: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Queenstown, Singapore. Laila Arshad!!!

["Play Dead" cues up as Laila appears at the top of the ramp, a black pagan type robe covering her entire body. The lights are dim except for a muted spotlight that lights only her. As the base kicks up and Bjork yells out Laila lifts her head and throws the robe off, her mouth mimicking the singer. She then eyes the crowd and struts in time with the music. Once she gets to the ring, she climbs the steps, enters the ring. Standing in the middle she eyes the crowd once more before throwing her head back once more...]

Thomas Simon: How could this woman turn her back on Taufik like she has?

Richie Rhodes: It’s his own fault, spending so much time with that hussy Emi Yamamoto...

Thomas Simon: You know, one of these days, that mouth of yours is going to get you hurt...

Honey Winters: And her opponent, from The Hamptons, NY. She is “The Trillion Dollar Bitch”, ANGEL KASH!!!

I'm running your city, racks I got plenty,
You don't know a bad bitch like me, it ain't many
I can pull up in the Mini with my skirt real mini,
And let your nigga and tell me how he feel me.

[The fans begin to boo loudly as the opening chords of Round of Applause by Trina hits over the PA system, as the arena lights dim, and begin flashing all over, a gold carpet rolls out, and out steps Angel Kash who has a smug look on her face, as she is greeted by a loud chorus of boos! She smirks before striking a pose for the fans who are booing the arrogant young woman who just takes it in stride.]

Yes I talk shit, you weak toast, middle finger, speed off.
Bad bitch, big Benz, get money, fuck friends.
Bitch, I elevate, out in DCing,
I met the finish line where the game ends,
With my top off in my spaceship
I'm looking 3D, I'm in your face bitch.

[As she begins her arrogant supermodel style strut to the ring, trash talking, and taunting the fans as they boo her, she finally sticks her hand rudely out and puts it up to the fans to mean "talk to the hand!" As she slowly climbs the steps she yells at the ref to lower the ropes for her, which he does. She then does a bow, to taunt to the fans some more which only gets her more boos, as she climbs onto the second turnbuckle to do some more taunting, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, taking her ring entrance trademark black fur rope and hands it to the stage hand, as she lays on the turnbuckle nonchalantly, and her music cuts...]

Richie Rhodes: Boy I love me some Kash...

Thomas Simon: You mean the wrestler or the money?

Richie Rhodes: Both!

[Before the referee can ring the bell, Kash steps down from the top rope, and holds up a finger to the referee. Angel seductively bends over the middle rope and demands a microphone. The stage hand brings Angel a mic, and she snatches it from him. Angel turns back in the ring, and stares at Laila Arshad. After a moment, Angel begins to speak...]

Angel Kash: Look here Laila. There is no way you can stand up to me in this ring, and you know it. And there is no way you can stand up to my beauty either. Just look at yourself. No wonder Taufik ignored you for that stupid bitch Emi. But I like the way you handle yourself, so I’m going to give you the opportunity of a lifetime. Join me, and together, we can rule the MPW. What do you say? Oh, and btw, this is a limited time offer, so if you know what's good for you, you’ll accept...

[Angel holds the microphone out to Laila, who smiles as she walks closer to Angel. Laila grabs the microphone, and is about to speak, when she rears back and slaps Angel right across the face. Angel grabs her face and looks furious. Angel tries to come back with a clothesline, but Laila ducks, grabs Angel from behind, and lifts her for a German Suplex. The referee rings the bell as Laila gets to her feet. Angel slowly staggers up to her feet as well, facing away from Laila. Laila walks over to Angel, grabs her arms and puts them through her legs, and quickly hits Angel with the Bewitched!!! Laila holds Angel down and goes for the pin. 1... 2... 3!!! The referee rings the bell...]

Honey Winters: And your winner by pinfall, LAILA ARSHAD!!!

Thomas Simon: That may have been the quickest match in MPW history!

Richie Rhodes: Poor Angel Kash. Do you think she’s okay? Do you think she needs CPR?

Thomas Simon: You disgust me Rhodes...

["Play Dead" begins to blare throughout the arena, and Laila releases Angel from the pin. Laila quickly rolls out of the ring, laughing at Angel Kash, who is motionless in the ring. Laila ignores the fans as she heads up the ramp. Laila stops when she gets to the stage, holds up her arms, and tilts her head backwards, still laughing, as the MPW camera fades]

Match 4

Honey Winters: The following match is scheduled for one fall, for the MPW Television Championship!!! Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 190 lbs. From Las Vegas, NV, he is, JASON X!!!

[As "Monster" By Skillet begins to blast through the P.A. system, white smoke fills the entrance. A dark figure steps out and can be seen in the smoke. As the smoke clears, Jason X is standing on the stage. 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. Jason then climbs the turnbuckles and again puts his arms in an X form. Jason hops off of the turnbuckle and walks over to his corner, stretching with the ropes to prepare for this match...]

Thomas Simon: Even though I may not agree with his recent change in attitude, the walk on the dark side has definitely helped his career, securing a TV Title tonight...

Richie Rhodes: I can’t wait for it. Though I do have to admit, as much as I’ve have enjoyed Jason this past month or so, he faces an uphill battle against the champ...

Honey Winters: And his opponent, weighing in at 245 lbs, from Las Vegas, NV. He is the current MPW Television 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. Lucas pauses there for a moment as some pyros go off behind him. He smiles as he slowly walks down the ramp, MPW Television Championship handing over his shoulder, and climbs into the ring. Lucas sets into the middle of the ring and holds the belt up for everyone to see, especially Jason X. Lucas King hands the title to the referee, who holds it up in the air as well. Lucas leans in the corner opposite Jason as he waits for the match to begin...]

Thomas Simon: Quite the aura of confidence surrounding Lucas King tonight...

Richie Rhodes: I think that is a requirement of him as a member of Iconic Aggression...

Thomas Simon: I thought the only requirement is being a smug jerk?

Richie Rhodes: Isn’t that what I said?

[The referee hands the TV Title to Honey Winters as she leaves the ring. The referee then points at both competitors, asking if they are ready. Both men nod in confirmation, and the referee rings the bell to start the match. Both men slowly start to circle the ring, pumping themselves up for the match. After each going about halfway around the ring, the two men lock up in the center of the ring, and Jason quickly pulls King in for a headlock. King pulls Jason back to the ropes, and using their momentum, pushes Jason to the opposite side. Jason rebounds, and ducks a clothesline attempt by King. Jason rebounds again, and comes back at King, sliding through King’s legs and standing up behind him. As King turns around, Jason jumps straight in the air and hits King with a dropkick that sends King down to the mat. King rolls out of the ring and slams his fists of the outside apron in frustration. Jason slides out of the ring to go after King, and King immediately tries to throw a right forearm, but Jason blocks it, and throws a right himself, connecting and sending King staggering back. King comes back with another strike, but Jason drops and hits King with a drop toe hold, causing King to land face first on the steel steps. The referee starts his ten count after warning them to get back into the ring. 1... 2... Jason grabs King and pulls him up to his feet. 3... Jason kicks King in the gut and hooks his head. 4... Jason lifts and hits King with a vertical suplex on the outside mat. 5... 6... Jason grabs King’s head and again picks him up.7... Jason tosses King back into the ring. 8... Jason hops up onto the outside apron to break the referee’s count. As King slowly begins to stand, he turns back toward Jason, who springboards off of the top rope, flies at King, and nails him with a huge springboard Hurricanrana! Quickly, Jason rolls on top of King and goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!]

Thomas Simon: Jason X taking the champ to the limit tonight...

Richie Rhodes: You’re right, total domination by the challenger...

[Jason quickly puts King in a sleeper hold, and King reaches for the ropes, but is much too far away. King is able to turn and get on all fours, and slowly pulls himself up to his feet. Jason holds onto the sleeper hold, but King pushes himself and Jason backward into the corner. King throws a backward elbow toward Jason’s midsection and connects, and Jason releases the sleeper hold. King throws another back elbow at Jason, this time back at Jason’s head, and again connects. King turns around starts delivering rights to Jason, who covers up with both hands. King grabs Jason’s arm and whips him to the opposite corner. Quickly, King runs at him and hits him with a clothesline in the corner. Jason stumbles out of the corner, and King pulls him to the middle of the ropes. King tosses him to the opposite ropes. Jason rebounds, and comes back, ducking a clothesline. Jason hits the ropes again, rebounds, and is hit by a back body drop by King. Jason stumbles up to his feet, and turns into a clothesline by King. Jason quickly stands, only to be hit by another clothesline. King pulls Jason up to his feet, and kicks Jason in the gut. King grabs Jason by the neck, turns, and hits Jason with a neckbreaker. King goes for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT!]

Richie Rhodes: And a total one eighty for the Champ King!

Thomas Simon: This match is far from being over, Rhodes...

Richie Rhodes: We can only hope!

[King grabs Jason and lifts him to his feet. King kicks Jason in the gut, and hooks his head. King lifts Jason and nails him with a vertical suplex. King gets up to his feet, and waits for Jason, who slowly stumbles to his feet. King grabs Jason from behind and lifts him for a back suplex, but Jason is able to flip over King and lands on his feet. Jason hooks Kings head from behind, and nails him with a reverse DDT. Jason rolls over to the corner, and pulls himself up to his feet. King slowly makes it up to his feet, and as he turns toward Jason, he is met by a spinning roundhouse kick right to King’s gut. King bends over in pain, allowing Jason to hook King’s head and leg, and hit him with a Fisherman’s Suplex, bridged for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! Jason gets up to his feet, and pulls King to his too. Jason pushes King backwards to the middle of the ropes. Jason whips King to the ropes, but King reverses and sends Jason instead. Jason hooks both of his arms around the ropes, stopping his momentum. King runs at Jason, but Jason ducks and pushes King over the top rope with his shoulder. King crashes to the outside mat as Jason turns around and looks at King. Jason quickly heads to the nearest corner and climbs. Jason turns, facing away from King, waiting for King to stand. As King stands, Jason leaps backward, nailing King with a HUGE Moonsault from the top rope to the outside!]

Thomas Simon: Huge Moonsault by Jason X right there. But was a maneuver like that worth the risk?

Richie Rhodes: Anything that can gain someone an edge in this match is worth it Tommy...

Thomas Simon: Don’t call me Tommy...

Richie Rhodes: And don’t call me Shirley, hahaha...

Thomas Simon: Idiot...

[Jason stands up and immediately goes back after King as the referee starts his ten count. 1... Jason kicks away at King, who is at the very bottom of the entrance ramp now. 2... Jason pulls King up to his feet by his head. 3... Jason slides beside King and nails with with a Russian Leg Sweep, and King’s head bounces off of the ramp. 4... 5... Jason stands up and pulls King by the foot down the ramp to ringside. 6... 7... Jason quickly slides into the ring and back out to break up the referee’s count. The referee yells at Jason to get the action back in the ring as he starts his count again. 1... 2... Jason grabs King, who is up to all fours, and pulls him up to his feet. 3... Jason tries to whip King into the turnbuckle post, but King reverses the whip, Jason crashing headfirst into the steel post. Jason instantly falls straight to the mat, covering up his head. 4... 5... King takes a deep breath and heads over to Jason. 6... King picks up Jason by the arm, and reveals that Jason’s left eyebrow is busted open, as blood streams down his face. 7... King slides Jason back into the ring. 8... King slides into the ring and stops the referee’s count...]

Richie Rhodes: Did you just see Jason’s head bounce off of that steel post?

Thomas Simon: How will Jason respond when he realizes that he has been busted open?

[Back in the ring, King mounts Jason, and starts delivering big rights, causing the referee to stop him for using closed fists. King grabs Jason and picks him up to his feet, and hits Jason with a right forearm. Jason falls against the ropes, and King grabs his arm, whipping him to the opposite side. Jason rebounds, and is caught by a lightning quick powerslam from King. King hooks the leg for the pin. 1... 2... KICKOUT! King shakes his head and lifts Jason to his feet. King kicks Jason in the gut, and hooks Jason’s head. King lays Jason out with a quick DDT. Jason bounces off of the mat to his back, and King goes for the pin, hooking Jason’s leg again. 1... 2... KICKOUT!!! King looks at the referee in bewilderment, and back off of Jason, waiting for him to stand. Jason slowly rolls to all fours, and stumbles to his feet. King leaps at Jason, attempting the All In, but Jason pulls his head back, and catches King’s arms in mid air, and somehow is able to turn him around and nail him with the X-Driver II!!! Jason and King both lay motionless on their backs on the mat, and the referee starts his ten count. 1... 2... 3... 4... Both men still remain motionless 5... 6... 7... Jason lifts his right up in the air... 8... Jason turns his body over and rolls on top of King for a pin. 1... 2... King gets his foot on the ropes!!!]

Thomas Simon: Even with the blood streaming down his face, he was somehow able to execute one of the most dangerous X-Driver II’s I’ve ever seen!

Richie Rhodes: Yeah, but great ring awareness there by the Television Champion!

Thomas Simon: How much longer can this match go on?

[Jason shakes his head in disbelief, and pounds the mat. Slowly, Jason starts to get to his feet as King stirs on the mat. Jason pulls himself up with the aid of the ropes, and waits for King to get to his feet. King gets to his feet, and Jason rushes at him. King tries for a clothesline, but Jason ducks and hits the opposite ropes. Jason rebounds and comes back with a spinning heel kick, nailing King right in the face. King goes down to the mat, and Jason is quickly on him. Jason mounts King and starts delivering elbows, breaking only when the referee’s count gets to four. Blood still streaming down his face, Jason yells at King to get back up, and King slowly does. As King makes it to his feet, Jason kicks him in the gut, and puts King’s head between his legs. Jason calls for an X-Driver, but as he’s about to execute, King lifts Jason up in the air for a back body drop. Jason hits the mat hard, but is quickly up, grabbing at his back. Jason turns toward King, who jumps at Jason and nails him with the All In!!! King pulls Jason into the center of the ring, and goes for the pin. 1... Suddenly, the lights go out in the MPW arena. The crowd grows loud, wondering what’s going on in the ring.After about ten seconds, the lights come back on, and King is flat on his back, with Jason having one arm draped over him. The referee looks around in confusion, but decides to count the pinfall anyway. 1... 2... 3!!! The referee stands and rings the bell...]

Honey Winters: Your winner by pinfall, and NEW MPW Television Champion, JASON X!!!

Thomas Simon: Jason X did it!

Richie Rhodes: But what in the hell happened when the lights were out? I bet it was that damn Resistance trying to take out Iconic Aggression again!

Thomas Simon: Well that’s all pure speculation at this point Rhodes...

Richie Rhodes: Who else could it have been?

[“Monster” begins to blare throughout the arena as the referee heads to the side of the ring. Jason X slowly makes his way to to his feet, leaning on the ropes and wondering what is going on. The referee brings the MPW Television Title into the ring and hands it to Jason X, who grabs it and embraces it. Before the referee can hold up his hand as the victor, Jason rolls out of the ring and stumbles up the ramp, holding the Television Title high above his head. Back in the ring, Lucas starts to get up to his knees, and starts yelling at the referee. The MPW camera fades to the back as Lucas is arguing with the referee...............]

[The scene comes to in a hall way. Banging and Crashing is heard. Lucas King runs out of a locker room quickly with a duffle bag. He looks behind him and back studders. He then runs around the corner as the scene cuts back to the ring]

Thomas Simon: What was that about?

Richie Rhodes: I don't know Tommy but it looks like King is high tailing it out of here

Thomas Simon: Fans up next we have another match for our Tag Team Tournament. The Gold Rush Champion Clay and his partner Samuel will face The Resistance Members, Chrissy Starr and Brandon Nytrus!

Match 5

- Summary: Chrissy Starr and Nytrus take it to Clay and Samuel in their Resistance Fashion. Clay and Samuel give it back and the match goes back and forth. Clay uses his strength against Nytrus's strength and the two seem evenly matched. Jackson Blaze appears at ringside to taunt Nytrus and mock The Resistance, leaving Chrissy alone in the ring and allowing her to be stranded with Night Terrors where they pick up the win.

Winners: Clay and Samuel win via pinfall at 15:34

[One Step Closer by Linkin Park hits as the fans get on their feet]

Thomas Simon: What is this!!!

Richie Rhodes: someone left the gate open at the retirement home

Thomas Simon: It's Madd Katt!

[Madd Katt runs out on to the stage as the fans go crazy. He is in a grey suit with a red tie. He runs down the ramp and slides in the ring and taunts to the fans on the top rope. He jumps down and takes a microphone]

Madd Katt: PHOENIX ARIZONAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[The fans pop]

Madd Katt: It feels great to be back in the desert here tonight! I bet you are all shocked to see me back here after a few months absense. But I had to be here for the first Reloaded!

Thomas Simon: A great surprise!

Richie Rhodes: Suck up more Thomas..

Madd Katt: I am also out here for another reason. I have been sitting home in New York, I have been sitting home healing wounds actually. Wounds that have been piling up for years and years upon years. Ive trained many of the talent you watch today at MK Training Academy. *sighs*

Thomas Simon: uh oh..

Richie Rhodes: i like where this is going

Madd Katt: I got to spend time with my wife, my son and hell I even played a few video games!

[The fans cheer]

Madd Katt: And I sat there thinking. I have done everything there is to do here. Now I wont say Im going on one last run for the MPW title because that wouldn't be fair to all of the hard working young athletes that I would step in front of. It's just not right. Being in this company for as long as I have is equivalent to winning that title. But with that... I must say it is time for the big MK to hang em up and retire....

[The fans boo. Madd Katt gets teary]

Madd Katt: I have barely anything left in the tank... I appreciate everything you fans have done for me over the years it has TRULY been an amazing ride. I can't think of a dull moment, from Triple Cages to Ladder Matches. These old bones are broken. I love you all out here and everyone in the back.

[The fans begin to chant "Thank you Madd Katt... clap clap clap clap clap"]

Madd Katt: I appreciate it... I love this business and it quite frankly sucks to walk away......

[Perfect Life by Red hits as the fans cheer. Up in the crowd Johnny Clash stands in his Resistance T-shirt and black jeans. He walks down the aisle and hops the guard rail. He gets in the ring and picks up a microphone and stands face to face with Madd Katt. He waits for the cheers to die down and pushes his long hair backwards]

Johnny Clash: Madd Katt... I'm speachless. I honestly for one in my life... have nothing to say.

[They stare at each other for a bit before coming together for a hug. The fans cheer]

Thomas Simon: What a moment. It's like father and son

Richie Rhodes: I'm going to puke

[Johnny lets go and starts to clap. The fans clap with him as Johnny raises the microphone to his lips]

Johnny Clash: Madd Katt you truly have done it all. You have won World Championships, tournaments... everything. Not to mention you trained future champions such as myself

[Johnny smiles and Madd Katt nods with a smile as well]

Johnny Clash: But I have a question for you Mr. Katt... a serious question

Thomas Simon: Uh oh...

Richie Rhodes: Is this more Resistance hoopla?

Johnny Clash: Madd Katt.... do you have.... one more match in you

[The fans erupt Johnny smirks. Madd Katt tilts his head and looks at Johnny]

Madd Katt: Johnny... like I said these old bones are hurting... Im hanging them up. I'm sorry

Johnny Clash: Katt... think about it. Teacher vs. Student... One of the biggest matches in history. The Past and the present. Two future hall of fame careers dueling it out. Two guys who know each others every next move. We can make history Katt. All we need is one... last.... match.

Madd Katt: Johnny.... I...

Johnny Clash: ONE... LAST... MATCH!!!! AT HIGH STAKES 2!!!

[The fans cheer and rile Madd Katt up. He smirks and shakes his head]

Johnny Clash: come on Katt....

[Johnny sticks his hand out for a hand shake. He says "come on!" Madd Katt thinks for a second then looks out to the roaring crowd. He shakes Johnny's hand and Johnny jumps up in to the air in excitement]

Madd Katt: FINE Johnny you want one more match you get one more match! Me and you at High Stakes 2!

Johnny Clash: Let's... fucking... do this!

[One Step Closer hits as the two hug one more time. Johnny leaves the ring and exits through the crowd as the scene cuts on Madd Katt's smiling face]

Match 5

["Help Is On The Way" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere.]

Honey Winters: The following contest is your main event... Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida... ROXIIIII JOHNSON!!!

[She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience. ]

[The lights in the arena dim and white and red strobe lights fill the arena as Counting Bodies Like Sheep by A Perfect Circle begins to play throughout the arena. The arena fills with boo’s as Crow comes out dressed in his black wrestling gear.]


Honey Winters: Coming in from Omaha, Nebraska! Standing at 6’4 and weighing in at 240 pounds. He is the Angel of Death!.......he is CROW!


[Crow slowly makes his way down to the ring steps and makes his way up to the ring apron. Making his way into the ring, Crow makes his way to the other side of the ring and jumps on top of a turnbuckle and perches himself on top of it as he waits for the match to start.]

DING DING DING

Thomas Simon: What a challenge for the returning Roxi Johnson.

Richie Rhodes: Crow is gonna destroy her!!

[Roxi automatically sprints to Crow and begins to nail him with punches. They back up into the corner. She hits a couple hard hits to the gut and the face until Crow takes her by the throat and throws her into the corner. He begins to hit her multiple times. She ducks underneath a punch and springboards off the ropes and hits a springboard clothesline. She goes for a quick pin.]

1... Kick out!

[She quickly stands and hops up and connects with a falling fist drop. She stands and hits another one. She stands and pumps up the crowd. Crow rolls over to the ropes and tries to stand using the ropes. Roxi notices and charges. But before she can hit anything, Crow hits a big boot. Roxi goes right down. Crow takes a second to regain hits composure. He stands up and picks Roxi up. He connects with a snap suplex. He then mimics Roxi and hits a falling fist drop. Then stands and stomps on her chest.]

Thomas Simon: Crow is in full control here.

[He stands in the middle of the ring and watches her. She begins to try and stand. She crawls to the ropes and looks back at him. He just sits there. She stands up and circles around him. Crow waits and then goes for a clothesline, but she goes underneath and then kicks him the back of the knee. He goes down to his knees, then she kicks him in the side of the head. He goes down and he is pinned.]

1...2... Kick out!

[Roxi stands up and then walks over to the turnbuckle. She climbs up and looks down at Crow. She leaps and connects with a cross body. She pins.]

1...2... Kick out!

[She becomes frustrated. She stands up and stomps on his chest. She crouches down and sizes up Crow. He begins to stand up. He gets up on his knees and when he does, Roxi tries to drop kick him. But he pushes the legs out of the way. She falls down and then Crow takes advantage. He picks her up on his shoulders. He runs forward and falls back, connecting with a Samoan Drop. He then drops a knee on the face of Roxi. She looks to be knocked out. He picks her up and she is limp. He then connects with a double armed DDT. The crowd boos.]

Thomas Simon: This could be it! Could Crow finish it here?

1...2... Kick out!

Thomas Simon: Kick out at two! Roxi has so much heart!!

Ritchie Rhodes: She'll die soon, Tommy... I'm telling you that!

[Crow goes down and locks on the Chinese Water Torture out of nowhere. The crowd stands and watches. Roxi is reaching out looking for the ropes or trying to gain some momentum. She tries to roll over but can't bring the huge body of Crow over. She begins to die out. The ref checks on her. But, all of a sudden, she springs to life. She slips underneath Crow and pushes him, from behind, out of the ring. She just lays there and Crow lands on the outside and smacks his head on the pad.]

Thomas Simon: Again, the heart of Roxi Johnson! Crow is lifeless outside!

Richie Rhodes: How did she... What!? That was so crazy!l

[The referee begins to count. On the count of 8, Crow slides himself in the ring. The two opponents don't move. The ref then begins to count again. But before he can reach the count of 4, Roxi is on her feet, barely. She drops down and now locks on the Justice Lock. The hold is tight. Crow is beginning to fade.]

Trey: Roxi... Rooooooxxxiiiiii....

[Trey Baxter is shown at the top of the ramp wearing a white mask. His MPW Heavyweight title is around his waist. He has a mic.]

Trey: Oooooo.... I am the mysterious White Mask... Am I Brandon Nytrus? Am I Chrissy Starr? Am I Gabriel Griffin? Am I Johnny Clash?

[He takes off the mask and the boos get louder.]

Trey: No... I'm the World Heavyweight Champion... Trey Baxter. And I'm going to stay that way. And you know why?

[She lets go of the hold and stands at the ropes, watching him.]

Trey: Because I'm the best in the world!!

[The crowd boos loudly. Suddenly, two men are standing outside of the ring wearing white masks. She notices them and puts her hands up. Out of nowhere, Crow rolls her up from behind.]

1...2... Kick out!

[She stands up and Roxi hits a drop kick. Crow goes down. The two men are up on the apron now. Trey just watches with a smile on his face.]

Trey: Very impressive, Roxi. But let me just say, no matter which member of "The Resistance" you send at me, or... Jackson?

[Jackson reveals himself as one of the masked men.]

Trey: Or Lucas?

[Lucas reveals himself now.]

Trey: It won't matter. We are Iconic Aggression... And we bleed gold...

[They all smile. But from behind them, Brandon, Chrissy, Johnny and Gabriel all hop over the barricade and take down Jackson and Lucas. The two of them somehow get out of there and run up the ramp.]

Thomas Simon: The Resistance is here to ward off Iconic Aggression!!

[In the ring, Roxi notices Crow standing. She runs and hops off the ropes and connects with the Ray of Hope. Crow falls to the mat and gets pinned.]

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

DING DING DING

["Help Is On The Way" plays from the speakers and the referee raises Roxi's hand.]

Honey Winters: Here is your winner...ROXI JOHNSON!!!!

[The other four members of The Resistance get in the ring and all hug her and congratulate her. Jackson, Trey and Lucas all huddle together and begin to yell out to the ring. The scene fades to black on The Resistance in the ring as the show ends]

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