Pre Show:

[The arena is set for Uncivil War’s live Pre-show available on MPWefed.com

Thomas Simon: Fans we are just one Hour away from Uncivil War Live on pay per view! What an event tonight will be and we will start it off the right way with…

[Perfect Life by Red hits and the fans go crazy in the arena]

Thomas Simon: it seems that we will be joined by Mr. Clash!

[Johnny walks out on to the stage and the fans cheer again. He walks down the ramp and hops over the ropes into the ring. He climbs on to the top turnbuckle and raises his Sin City title in the air for another pop]

Honey Winters: Please Welcome the MPW Sin City Champion… Johnny Clash!

[Clash jumps down and takes a microphone]

Johnny Clash: Before we start Uncivil War here tonight… I figured I would come out here and rip a new asshole to the scum bags that will stand across the ring from me.

Richie Rhodes: Clash always has such a way with words

Thomas Simon: It’s what makes him Johnny Clash

Johnny Clash: We were challenged to some so called “War” by Chris Cable. Cable if you in any way think that’s intimidating then your head really is that far up your aussie ass.

[The crowd cheers]

Johnny Clash: You think that you can go home crying because you lost a few matches and just come back to challenge the best without any consequences? Well the punishment is, later you Jason and dumb and dumber will be locked inside of a steel cage surrounding two rings with me and THE RESISTANCE!

[Just then Sand paper by Fozzy hits and Christian Carter walks out from the back with a microphone]

Christian Carter: Johnny no one paid to see you come out here and run your wise ass mouth. This isn't 2012, your time is up. I suggest you get out of the ring and go prepare for tonight when my team takes out the trash which is your team.

Johnny Clash: I'm sorry Christian.. my time is up? Aren't I holding the belt that you so solemny claim to be yours?

Christian Carter: You are swerving away from the question like any foolish impotent would. Johnny get out of the ring before I make you.

Johnny Clash: Make me get out of the ring? You want to MAKE ME get out of my own ring? The only reason I have right now to leave this ring is to climb up that ramp and kick your sorry pathetic drunk ass from here all the way back to your AA meetings in Arizona.

[The crowd cheers]

Johnny Clash: I tell you what. Let's make this interesting. You wanna come force me out of this ring? Let's put something on the line. No stop licking your lips not this Sin City title, you have to deserve that shot. Let's have a match to determine who's team gets the advantage to night in the War Games match. Flipping coins is soooo 1996.

Thomas Simon: Oh my!

Richie Rhodes: Go Carter go!

Christian Carter: Normally I wouldn't stoop down to your level but I want to prove my team is the best before War Games. Let's do it

[Carter takes off his jacket and throws it down to the ground as he starts down the ramp]

Johnny Clash: Come on alchy. Try not to trip on the way down.

[Johnny drops the mic and a referee runs down behind Christian. He slides in the ring and the two start to exchange punches. The referee calls for the bell]

Thomas Simon: this match is happening right now!

[The two go straight into the collar and elbow as the bell sounds, Carter quickly going behind with a hammerlock, but Clash swiftly counters and goes behind with one of his own. Christian looks for the back elbow, but Clash evades and Carter spins around and into a waistlock by Johnny going for a belly to belly, Christian blocks it and again goes behind into a waistlock of his own and looks for the backdrop. Johnny rolls over the shoulder and slides down the back. Both men spin and face each other, while stepping back as they start to circle each other.]

Thomas Simon: High paced action from the get go as none of the to manage to gain the advantage

[Once more they lockup Clash utilizing his superior mass pushing Carter back into the ropes, breaking the lock up with a slap across Christian's chest, before grabbing the arm and sending Carter running and flattening him with the Thez press on the rebound. Johnny stays in the mounted position and starts pounding away on Christian Carter with huge rights. Clash pulls Carter back up and locks in a front headlock delivering a brutal DDT and floating into the cover.]

Richie Rhodes: Impressive work from Johnny Clash reminds me of a young Richie Rhodes

[1...2 Kickout from Carter. Clash stands on his knees and locks his opponent in an armbar. Carter tries to fight out of it, but has the hold locked tight. Slowly the two get to their feet, Clash still in control of the arm, doing his best to apply pressure. Christian starts to battle back landing a hard shot to the abdomen of his opponent, he keeps working over the body as Johnny hold starts to loosen, finally Carter breaks free and springs into the ropes levelling Clash with a massive falling lariat. Christian is instantly back up rubbing his shoulder, before he starts to stomp away on Johnny Clash. Carter’ stops and watches as Clash stirs, before taking into the ropes and coming of with a vile kick to the head of his opponent.]

Thomas Simon: OH my god!!! Carter nearly took his head of there

[Smirking Christian Carter grabs a hold of his opponent pulling him back up to his feet and slaps on a front head lock driving his knee repeatedly into the chest of Clash before sending him to the mat with a suplex. Johnny sits up arching his back as Carter comes up from behind, grabbing him by the head and start pounding away on his head with a series of stiff punches.]

Richie Rhodes: A dominant display here from Christian Carter reminds me of a young Richie Rhodes

Thomas Simon: Really Richie? You just said that about Clash

Richie Rhodes: I can't help that so much of the young talents these days find their inspiration in my work

Thomas Simon: Geez Richie, modest much?

[Carter follows up his punches throwing a brutal knee to the back of Johnny Clash and going into the chinlock. Clash stretches his arms trying to reach the ropes, but to no avail, there are out of his reach. Christian leans back applying more pressure, ripping and twisting the head and neck of Johnny Clash. Slowly Johnny starts working his way back reaching up and grabbing a hold of Carter head, while going into a bridge over the knee and delivering a hard knee of his own to the head of his opponent. Carter breaks the hold and falls backwards.]

Thomas Simon: That took all, what the Frat Boy had to free himself there, but he is free and his opponent is down

[Both men are on the mat slowly working their way up, while staring at each other from across the ring. They both charge into a wild exchange, right by Carter, then by Clash, neither one backing down or gaining advantage. Carter finally lands a knee to the midsection and takes control with a side headlock, but Clash pushes him off and into the ropes, Christian bounces off and charges with a shoulder block, Clash doesn't budge. Then Johnny goes to the ropes coming off with a shoulder block of his own, but Carter plants him on the mat with a Drop Toe Hold and floats over for a front headlock. Clash slips out and into one of his own, again Christian breaks free and slips behind into a waistlock, but Johnny nails him with the elbow to the face. Carter drops back and Clash dives into the cover.]

Richie Rhodes: Great skill shown here by both men, reminds....

Thomas Simon: Spare us Richie

[1...2.. Carter kicks out. Johnny drags him up and whips him to the ropes throwing him up in the air on the rebound going for the Beat U, but Christian manages to shift his weight and lands a dropkick. Both men are quickly back up, Clash charges with a clothesline, Carter ducks it and catches him with a body drop on the rebound. Johnny scrambles to his feet. Christian charges in fists flying, but Clash blocks him and comes back with one of his own sending Carter staggering back wards. Johnny grabs his opponent and pushes him into the corner, connecting with a stinging chop, Christian reverses and lands one of his own, again Clash reverses and chops Carter once more, then Christian again takes control and chops Clash.]

Richie Rhodes: See that Tommy boy, that's vintage Richie Rhodes

[Clash swings Carter into the corner once more, but Christian goes for the eyes, Johnny staggers out of the corner and Carter dives into the back of his knee with a chop block. Clash hits the mat hard rolling around holding his right leg, Carter quickly grabs the leg and starts working it over with stiff kicks to the back of the knee. He rolls his opponent over and DDT's the leg, Johnny hauling out in pain as his knee is driven into the canvas. Again Christian rolls him over drops into a leg lock, Clash trashes around trying to get to the ropes and gets them this time. Carter keeps the hold locked in till the count of four, before spinning to his feet. Clash tries to roll to the outside, but his opponent pulls him back in landing another kick to the knee.]

Richie Rhodes: Christian Carter showing just how good of a wrestler he is here

Thomas Simon: I would rather say vicious than good

Richie Rhodes: Potato Potatoe

[Carter is stalking the rising Clash with a confident smirk, as Johnny is up and hopping around trying to spare his leg, Carter charges going for the Carter Effect. Somehow Clash manages to elbow out, sending Christian staggering back wards holding his midsection. Carter pushes towards the referee who gets hit and stumbles backwards. Carter delivers a low blow to Clash. He rolls Clash up and grabs the tights]

1……2……3!

[The fans boo as Carter raises his fist in victory. He yells down at Clash as he lays there holding his crotch]

Honey Winters: here is your winner and gained the advantage for Team Cable…. Christian Carter!

[The pyro explodes around the arena and "If this is it" by Our Lady Peace plays in the background. The fans cheer and go crazy as the scene goes to the announce table]

Thomas Simon: Welcome to Uncivil War ladies and gentlemen!

Richie Rhodes: This is going to be an explosive event and from start to finish we are bringing you excitement!

Thomas Simon: And War Games is going to be the end all be all

Richie Rhodes: I can not wait!!!!

As we return Adam Steele and Nathan James are already in the ring as "Don't Question My Heart" by Saliva begins to play throughout the arena. When the first chorus hits, Maxwell bursts through the curtain as confetti begins to fall from the ceiling, showering everyone in sight. He struts down the ramp an eager grin plastered upon his face. After high fiving a few fans, he stops and waits for his introduction with the up most anticipation

Honey Winters: Please welcome, from Lancaster, PA, weighing in at 304 pounds, He is the M.A.N.......Maxwell A. Nickelson!

Overjoyed, Max awkwardly slides under the bottom rope. After attempting a cartwheel he looks for a high five from his team mates, who just leave him hanging

The lights go down in the arena as "The Hangman" by D.R.U.G.S. begins to play. A spotlight shines down on the stage as a rope drops, with a noose at the end of it. Someone slides down and stops at the noose. It is "The Hangman" himself, Hawk. He jumps down and the lights begin to strobe between red, white, and purple. He has a devious smile on his face as he walks to the ring. He quickly slides into the ring and goes to the ropes. He drops to the second rope and hangs his head on it, still donning the evil smile. He stays there until his music fades away.

As "You Know My Name" kicks up over the PA speakers, a spotlight shines onto the ramp way, and Stefan Lajoie steps into it. He raises his hand high in the air, soaking in the crowd's reaction. He strides to the ring, arm raised high in the air. He takes the stairs into the ring, enters, and then climbs a corner turnbuckle. He raises his left arm high in the air one final time, to another reaction from the crowd.

“With legs like that" by Zebrahead hits the P.A System, and the lights dim down low. Blue and pink stroke lights flash around, and the crowd immediately shows mixed reactions to the Red Haired Bombshell. As white fog appears, Kayley comes out smirking to the audience. Men seem to cheer mostly as Kayley comes out with her look of innocence. A sly smirk crosses her face as she comes out to the center of the stage, and she bends her body forward, blowing a kiss to the audience. As her body stands straight, she pushes her hood down, and skips down the ramp determined, but ignores the fans. As she skips to the steel steps, she climbs up and walks along the ring apron. She enters the ring slowly through the middle rope, showing off her body. As she enters the ring, she takes off her crop jacket, and tosses it out of the ring.

As the music fades the two teams stand facing each other the anticipation and is intensity almost making the space between the teams electric. Hawk and James go nose to nose, as Adam and Lajoie exchange smacktalk. Suddenly the four men stop and stare at M.A.N and Kayley, who are both grinning and shaking hands. Nathan takes advantage of the situation and staggers Hawk with a hard right. Steele tries to do the same but is blocked and caught with a right from Stefan

Thomas Simon: All hell has broken loose here!!!

Richie Rhodes: Yeah isn't it great!!!!

All six wrestlers are brawling it out in the ring, Steele and Lajoie are swapping punches in the corner, as James and Hawk are mixing it up by the ropes. In the ring center M.A.N stands hesitant across from Kayley, who is about to go on the attack, but is stopped as Max offers to shake her hand. The referee is standing in the middle of the chaos to trying to restore order.

Richie Rhodes: This is awesome.... these guys are really mixing it up

The action spills to the outside with Hawk taking both himself and James over the top rope with a clothesline, in the opposite corner. Lajoie is going for a suplex, but Adam reverses and drops him to the outside.

Thomas Simon: Finaly we can get this match started

The bell rings as Max and Kayley face off, Nickelson still hesitant as they lock up. Hale takes the advantage twisting the big mans arm into an arm wrench and goes for an Irish whip, but M.A.N stands firm. From the corner Steele and James are shouting instructions, Max turns his head to face them, only for Kayley to catch him off guard with an enzuigiri. Holding the back of his head Nickelson staggers forward, quickly Hale follows up cutting the big man down with a dropkick to the back of the knee. Instantly she springs back up and in a fluent motion land a standing moonsault to the rising Max.

Richie Rhodes: That girl has some talents

Thomas Simon: She is trained by our own Kurt Newman

Richie Rhodes: Hmm... I guess she can wrestle as well

The crowd is roaring as Kayley stands back up and points to her corner, before swiftly tagging in Stefan Lajoie. The Canadian storms through the ropes and nails the rising Maxwell with a shining black. Stefan instantly follows up dragging the groggy Max back to his feet and whipping him into the corner following it up with a series of knife edge chops.

Thomas Simon: M.A.N is in trouble here

Richie Rhodes: I hate chops!!!... they hurt but do not inflict any damage

As Lajoie's hand slaps across his chest Maxwell suddenly man's up staring straight at his opponents, as the crowd pop for the big man. Desperately Stefan unleashes a barrage of punches and chops, but Nickelson does not back off and blocks a swinging right and drops the Canadian with a huge over hand chop. Lajoie scrambles back to his feet only to be caught with another right from M.A.N. In the corner James and Steele are calling for the tag, as Maxwell drags up Stefan. Reluctant Max looks from his opponent to his teammates, before finally whipping Lajoie into the corner and tagging Adam. Like a rabid dog Steele enters the ring and starts pummeling Stefan with body shots. The ref steps in and Adam gets in his face distracting the official as Nathan chokes Stefan from behind, urging Max to help.

Thomas Simon: Nickelson seems to be conflicted by the action of his team mates

Richie Rhodes: The idiot probably just confused, because its not him being beaten up

With a hard shot to the head Adam returns into the action and drags Lajoie into the center of the ring and plants him on the mat with a sidewalk slam. Smirking over at the PWU corner before nonchalantly goes for the cover. Mockingly he pulls Lajoie up before the ref hits the mat and drags him back up, taking his time as he sets up for a suplex. Suddenly Stefan rolls backwards and wraps Adam into a smallpackage, to a pop from the crowd. Furiously Adam breaks free and rolls to his feet and charges Lajoie, who springs to his feet and ducks a wide swing from Steele catching him with a backslide Neckbreaker.

Thomas Simon: The crowd is really getting behind Lajoie after that counter

Both men are down, slowly crawling towards their corners, Lajoie is the first to tag and Hawk storms in cutting off Steele with a boot to the back. The Hangman yanks up his opponent and sends him running into the ropes, almost ripping Adam's head off as he catches him with a sleeperhold using Steele's own momentum to drop him in a neckbreaker like slam.

Richie Rhodes: Dammit! Get up Adam!!!!

Thomas Simon: Picking sides much?

Richie Rhodes: Hey Adam Steele has bleed for this company and now Newman brings in these jokers to “save” the company

Thomas Simon: Well the fans don't seem to mind

The crowd is roaring as Hawk drags Adam back to his corner and tags Lajoie back in. Swiftly they drag Steele to his feet and Hawk hoists him up for a backdrop as Stefan tags in Kayley, who leaps to the top turnbuckle. Hale sails off with a dropkick as Lajoie and Hawk execute a backdrop neckbreaker combo.

Thomas Simaon: What a move!!!

Cheers are thundering through the arena, as Kayley Hale drags Adam back to his feet and pushes him back into the corner. Slowly the dazed Steele slides down the turnbuckles and sits. With the crowd firing her on Hale backs up and leaps up springboarding off the second rope and nailing Adam in the chest with a dropkick. As the crowd gets louder Kayley backs up for another, not hearing the warnings from her team. Just as she sets into motion Nathan James sweeps her legs from the outside an Hale lands face first on the mat.

Thomas Simon: Once more Nathan James gets involved

Richie Rhodes: Its not cheating unless you get caught.

Still groggy Adam starts crawling towards his corner, passing the kneeling Kayley, who instinctively grabs him by the leg. Steele desperately tries to get free and rolls onto his back landing a stiff boot to the side of Kayley's head. As Hale rolls to the side Adam leaps towards Nathan James's outstretched hand and gets the tag. The Brit steps into the ring with a smirk as he towers over the dazed Kayley Hale. Forcefully he yanks her of the mat and throws her across the ring and into the corner, slowly swaggering towards her, as she kneels in the corner. James launches himself at Hale, but Kayley evades rolling under a clothesline and onto her feet, diving towards Stefan for the tag. Wasting no time Lajoie steps in and right into a lock up with James. Stefan swiftly shifts into a hammerlock, instantly floating into a headlock going for the DDT, but Nathan manages to push him off and back up in his corner. James and Lajoie stare at each other from across the ring, as suddenly M.A.N politely taps Nathan on the shoulder, begging him to tag him in. The Brit looks from his opponent to Max, to Adam and back, before tagging in Nickelson.

Thomas Simon: This is what I've been waiting for these two have had heated words on Twitter for awhile now, but what will happen when they put their words into action

Richie Rhodes: What does it matter, the big buffoon is in the ring

The crowd gives a mixed response as the two men face off, the intensity is almost visible between the two. Cautiously M.A.N steps towards Stefan and they launch into the collar and elbow, Lajoie swiftly turning into an armdrag throwing the big man to the ground. Kneeling Max stares over at his opponent, who mockingly smirks at him as he waves him up, again they go into the lock up, this time Nickelson takes a page out of Stefan's book and takes him down with an armdrag. The crowd is popping as the two men are exchanging holds and throws from the tie up, finally M.A.N gets the upper hand and takes Lajoie down with a hiptoss, quickly going after his opponent arching his back on the mat, but just as Max is about to grab him Stefan kips up and takes him to the mat with a DDT floating over into the cover

Thomas Simon: What a move, this could be it!!!!!

Richie Rhodes: NOOO!!!! The idiot is losing our match!!!

…1...2... Nickelson kicks out, frustrated Lajoie presses him back down for another cover, but again M.A.N kicks out. Shaking his head in frustration Stefan pulls Max back up signalling for Hawk to tag in, as he sends Nickelson running almost breaking him him in half on the rebound as he nails The Jaguar Leap, instantly rolling out of the way as Hawk comes diving off the top hitting The Stamp of Anubis.

Thomas Simon: Oh My God!!!! they just killed M.A.N

...1...2 Steele breaks up the cover with a stomp to the back of Hawk, Lajoie comes flying knocking Steele down with a Haymaker, as Kayley cuts off Nathan's way with a leg lariat..

Thomas Simon: Its total chaos here!!!

Richie Rhodes: come on smack that bitch. Adam

Steele has Kayley by the hair and is parading her around as, the four others are battling it out on the other side. The crowds deafening jeers only seem to inspire Adam as he looks at Hale with a smirk, but before he can do anything M.A.N steps in between. Sneering Adam pushes his team mate in the chest, the two men starting a heated argument forgetting the match. Meanwhile Team PWU disposes of James dropping him across the top rope with a double team gordbuster, before turning their attention on Steele and Nickelson. Furious and yelling at Max, Adam doesn't notice Kayley stepping up behind him, she grabs him and spins him around slapping him across the face, Steele's head turns and slowly raises his fist as he turns back and right into a triple big boot from PWU as the crowd roars.

Richie Rhodes: They are cheating look its only the buffoon who is left fighting the three of them

Maxwell stands facing the three wrestlers of the other team, all four taking a fighting stance. Slowly Nickelson inches his way towards his opponents, but suddenly Kayley stops him holding up his hand. She turns to Stefan and Hawk saying something and the two drop their fists, Hale and Lajoie exits the ring, as Hawk and Max lock up.

Thomas Simon: What a show of sportsmanship here from Team PWU

Richie Rhodes: Ha! They just feel sorry for him

Moving fluently Hawk goes behind and goes for a roll up, but Nickelson doesn't fall, but twists into a cradle of his own.

Richie Rhodes: WHAT!!!! He did, I told you he was a great wrestler Thomas

Thomas Simon: No you said he was an id....

Richie Rhodes: Potato, potato

...1...2 Kickout by Hawk, who spins to his feet, but M.A.N is also up and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip, Max runs into the ropes on the opposite looking to gain momentum. As Nickelson hits the ropes Steele blind tags himself in. Confused Max stops and looks at his partner, who ignores him as he steps into the ring. On the other side Hawk has tagged in Lajoie, who cautiously circles Steele. The two go into the lock up, Steele gains the advantage going into a headlock, Stefan goes for a backdrop, but Adam rolls over the shoulder and lands a club like blow to the back of the Canadians head and throwing him up against the turnbuckles in his own corner, before going nose to nose with Max yelling “This is how its done!!!”, as he chokes Stefan at the ropes. Withn that Adam yanks his opponent back into the ring center and slaps an arm across his chest going for the Steele Hammer. Realizing the predicament he is in Lajoie fights back landing an elbow to the skull of Steele before backpedaling into the ropes springing off them and knocking Adam down with a flying forearm.

Richie Rhodes: Dammit he almost had it

Quickly Steele is back up, but so is Stefan, who tags in Hale. Smirking Steele swaggers towards her offering her the first shot , even closing his eyes. Kayley looks out at the roaring crowd, then at her team mates, she nods at Stefan land then launches herself into Steele's midsection with a Jaguar Leap.

Thomas Simon: Kayley paying her respects to her team mate and showing Adam that she is more than a pretty face

Richie Rhodes: I'm sure she hit a low blow!!!

Wobbly on his feet Adam slowly gets up and staggers over in the corner of Team PWU and right into a right from Hawk to a pop from the crowd. Steele spins on impact and right into Kayley, who nails him with the Windy City Drop and goes for the cover.

Richie Rhodes: NO!!! You cant be pinned by redhaired Barbie!!!

...1 Nathan James storms in to break up the pin but is taken down by Hawk with a gut kick and is planted on the mat with The injection of tooth ...2... Hesitantly M.A.N steps in to help but ends face to face with Lajoie 3... Ding ding ding

The crowd explodes as With legs like that plays. Team PWU gather in the middle of the ring celebrating, as Hawk and Stefan lift up Kayley.

Announcer: And here are your winners!!!!! Hawk, Stefan Lajoie and Kayley Rose Hale.... TEAM PPPPWWWWWUUUUUUU!!!!!!!

As the winners celebrate M.A.N is trying to help Nathan and Adam up, but the two men want nothing to do with him as they slide out and walk away, leaving Max standing back. He looks at his team mates and then at Team PWU. Finally he decides and walks over offering his gratulations on the win.

Thomas Simon: What a great...

Richie Rhodes: TRAITOR!!!

Thomas Simon: Guy

{Aeryn Ashfield is walking through the backstage area, apparently looking for something as she checks various doors and rooms as she makes her way around. Sighing, she turns a corner and almost runs smack into the Sin City champion, Johnny Clash.}

Aeryn: Oh! Hi, Johnny! Sorry, almost didn’t see you there.

{Johnny looks at the lovely tag team champion, discreetly taking the opportunity to peruse her beautiful form. He shakes his head, perhaps in disappointment over what he knows is beyond his reach, before addressing her.}

Johnny: That’s alright, Aeryn, I don’t mind bumping into a beautiful woman. One of my favorite things to do.

Aeryn: You haven’t changed at all since I first met you, huh? Always got to try and be the charmer.

Johnny: Try? Babe, you know I always succeed.

Aeryn (laughing): Never worked on me. At least not to the extent it worked on others.

Johnny: Wasn’t for lack of trying.

{Aeryn simply shakes her head in response to that comment, before looking back at him.}

Aeryn: Hey, have you seen Soul Shadow? I’ve been trying to find him.

Johnny: I’m not sure he’s arrived yet. Surprised you two didn’t arrive together.

Aeryn: Well, we spent the holidays with our respective families as my parents came to Chicago to be with me while he was with his son, niece, and mother in Boston. We haven’t had any time to spend with each other since we left New Orleans.

Johnny: Ah, okay. Well, regardless, I’m glad I ran into you. I wanted to talk to you something. A proposition for you.

Aeryn: A proposition?

Johnny: Yeah, I had an offer I wanted to make. But I don’t want to make it public. Come on, let’s go somewhere private.

{Johnny takes Aeryn’s arm in order to lead her somewhere. However, she refuses to budge.}

Aeryn: No offense, but going somewhere private with you is how many a girl ended up in trouble…

{Johnny rolls his eyes in exasperation.}

Johnny: Look, you ought to know me well enough that despite my reputation I would never try anything with you given your relationship with Soul Shadow. Besides, if anyone could fight off my charms, it definitely would be you.

Aeryn: Okay. I’m just playing with you anyway. You have me curious. So lead on.

{Johnny smiles as he starts to walk down the corridor, Aeryn right behind him. Rather than follow them, the camera rotates to the right. Standing just around the corner is Chrissy Starr, watching the pair recede into the distance. The jealousy and rage she feels is readily apparent in her face.}

Police sirens sound over the darkened arena as red and blue lights start flickering and a prohibition age police raid runs over the screen as Mr. Untouchable Eliot Ness steps out on the ramp in full suit, hat and trenchcoat, taking a second to pose with his tommy gun, before walking down to the ring where he mounts the turnbuckles and poses to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

“Sick” hits the speakers as Valentina appears on the stage wearing her customized jacket from Northwestern University. She ignores the fans and heads down to the ring with a serious, determined look on her face. Once she heads inside the ring, she takes her jacket off and does the "talk to the hand" gesture toward all the fans that are booing her quite loudly. She heads to her corner and scoffs at all the boos she's getting. "Sick" fades as Valentina waits for the match to start.

Thomas Simon: Lets get started with the second match of the evening.

The bell rings and Ness goes for the collar and elbow, but Valentina swiftly slips out of his grip and lands a knee to the body. As her opponent doubles over Madison grabs him by the hair and forcefully slams him backwards down on the mat. Quickly she steps on top of him and starts raining down punches.

Richie Rhodes: MWAHH... Kitty got claws!

Thomas Simon: I don't think Mr. Ness considers himself a scratching toy

Richie Rhodes: Well Mr. Untouchable seems pretty scratched up already.

Finishing her flurry Madison does the “Talk to the hand gesture before jumping to her feet, pulling Eliot up to a sitting position, she rebounds off the ropes and hits a necksnap. Mr. Untouchable's head bounces off the canvas as Valentina looks on with a smirk. Slowly Ness rolls around holding his head as Madison grabs him and drags him back up, she whips him into the corner and charges after. Mr. Ness hits the turnckles hard and bounces back right into the charging Valentina knocking them both down to the mat.

Richie Rhodes: Ha Ha Ha... Ness looks like a drunk sailor stumbling around in there

Both are on their knee's but Madison is the first to attack her opponent dragging him up in a side headlock looking to finish it with the wild pounce as she drags him over to the ropes. Somehow Ness manages to push her off and into the ropes looking to land a kick on the return, but Madison catches his leg and spins him to the mat with a dragon screw. Instantly she stands back up still keeping the leg as she starts working over Eliots knee with kick and stomps, before DDT'ing it. Ness roars in agony as his knee is driven into the mat. Valentina does not waste her time and goes to work on the other leg repeatably hammering it into the mat.

Thomas Simon: Miss Intellectual is simply dismembering her opponent here

Richie Rhodes: And she looks great doing it

Letting go of the leg Madison drops an elbow down on Mr. Untouchable's back, before she starts driving her knee into the back and ribs of Ness. Throwing a back elbow Eliott tries to free himself, but Madison evades it and retaliates with a viscous stomp. Slowly Ness rolls in between the ropes to get away from Madison, who is held back by the ref. Using the ropes Eliott gets to his feet and charges at the Miss Intellectual, but she easily ducks under the attack and hooking Ness's head and neck pulling him back first down over her knee. Screaming and writhing in pain Ness rolls around on the mat, as Madison lays into him with stiff stomps, before grabbing him into the Textbook Torture.

Richie Rhodes: How I love dominant women

Thomas Simon: No one wants to know more about your mother Richie

Mr. Untouchables hand is hovering over the mat as he roars out in pain, Madison leans back and applies pressure, Ness tries to fight the pain, but his back is to hurt and his hand slaps the mat.

Ding Ding Ding

Honey Winthers: And here is your winner VAAALLLLEEEEENNNNNTTTTTIIIIINNNNNAAAAA MMMMAAAAADDDDDIIIIIIISSSSSSOOOONNNNNNNNN

Thomas Simon: Well, not too long into it, it was pretty obvious that Valentina was going to win this one….

Richie Rhodes: I always believed it from the start. Seriously, I love her new mean streak. It’s going to take her places.

Thomas Simon: But she has to be asking herself if it’s worth it though. Oh wait a second now, she’s requesting a microphone…

Richie Rhodes: YES!

Thomas Simon: What are you saying yes for?

{Valentina has a microphone and a small plastic cup of water. She soaks in boos while the referee attends to Mr. Ness.}

Richie Rhodes: She’s about to take it to these people!

Valentina: Since I took care of Mr. Ness rather quickly, clearly, I have a little bit of time to speak my mind but before I do, I want to say that whether you’re a fan of me or not, you WILL hear what I have to say!

Thomas Simon: She had fans, and then she turned on them!

Richie Rhodes: Shut up Thomas!

Valentina: I remember when I signed with this company and I was very excited. I was really looking forward to performing and competing against the best that MPW had to offer and I was really looking forward to putting on the best performance possible for everyone, from you people to everyone in that locker room. I’ve won some, I’ve lost some, but heck, either way, I always tried to make my mark here every single week! I won my first match and I thought things were going to continue to go so swell. However, that wasn’t to be. Christian Carter took the OLD Valentina Madison so seriously he got drunk before our match, taking advantage of the naivety that I had at the time. But then, I got attacked, then I got attacked again, and again, and again AND AGAIN, AND AGAIN…….

{Valentina pauses to calm down.}

Valentina: Then, people in this company started to take opportunities that I DESERVED, from me; that’s right, I’m going there people because facts are facts. I should be an MPW Tag Team Champion right now, but Carter made sure that didn’t happen. I worked hard week after week to be the best yet there are some people in this company {cough} Chrissy Starr {cough} who get double the rewards for HALF the work around here because the fact is people, that the Resistance continued their tyranny once again tonight because they deemed me and basically every wrestler in MPW, not that I care about any of them, unworthy of challenging Taufik tonight for the TV Championship. To everyone in that locker room that’s not a Resistance member, you just heard me. Educate yourselves folks, it’s the truth! How else do you explain Chrissy, Taufik’s teammate in the Resistance, getting a title shot tonight?

Richie Rhodes: Yeah, how else can you explain it?

Thomas Simon: She leaves out that there was a bit of envious animosity between the two that had to be settled…

Valentina: You folks can continue to be ignoramuses all you want about the situation but the fact is, since day one that I’ve been here, I have gotten absolutely NO respect. I used to be attacked nearly every week, your esteemed heroes Phoenix Rising resorted to sophomoric behavior and name calling toward me, people like Roxi and Soul Shadow and Aeryn would lie to me so much about how much they “respect me” and you uneducated people allowed this to take place by cheering for them. Pop quiz losers, where the heck were each and every one of you every time I kept getting assaulted? I know where you were! You were laughing at me on the inside the way everyone else was. It wouldn’t surprise me at all if, on the night I got rattled in that dumpster, a few of you were saying, and pardon my language here, “Hell yeah! I hope that bitch got killed”

Thomas Simon: They’re probably saying that now, to be quite honest.

{Valentina takes a sip of her water as the fans boo her.}

Valentina: Look at the Tron folks, because I have something I want to show you!

{The big screen above the entrance shows the shocked expression Valentina had when Christian Carter went on a drunken rampage toward the referee. Valentina looks angry.}

Valentina Madison: Hey you, yeah I’m talking to you….

Thomas Simon: She’s talking to herself?

Richie Rhodes: She’s going somewhere with this…

Valentina Madison: I’m talking to you, you pussycat! I hate you! You embarrass me! You disgust me! You can take your little make-believe fairy tale world where harmony rules all and everyone is happy and singing holiday carols and you can go to hell because in all honesty, when it comes to wrestling and when it comes to life, you deserve an “F” grade for failure and an “F” grade for a term that’s, as these uneducated gangsters here in Atlanta would say, “NSFW”. The “Wondrous Wildcat”… what in the name of God was I thinking?!?!?! Next picture please!

{The big screen’s next picture is of Valentina being wheeled into an ambulance shortly after being knocked around in the dumpster. The crowd cheers the picture and a sly smile comes across Valentina’s face.}

Valentina: Oh! You “thug life” wannabes liked that didn’t you? {pauses as the crowd cheers} Thank you! Thank you for reaffirming the suspicions that I had all along and that’s the fact that you “fans” never gave a crap about me, you “fans” took me for granted, and you “fans” who I had respected and catered to and performed for, actually enjoyed seeing me get taken advantage of and made to look like a fool week after week and I knew it as soon as I realized that while I was hospitalized, just like Soul Shadow, none of you were ever there for me! But it surprises me none, because each and every one of you is a hypocrite! You loathed those ingrates in the Iconic Aggression and yet when your heroes became just like those ingrates, you still cheer for them even though they’re committing some wretched evil, like deeming every non-Resistance member unworthy of challenging Taufik that another Resistance member got the shot instead, and then there is me, who hadn’t done anything wrong and who did everything for you, and all I get back from all of you is apathy? You people are far busier learning how to roll a cannabis joint than learning what morals are, I can definitely see that as I look into the crowd and see all the dazed, yellow eyes in the audience right now!

Richie Rhodes: She’s right! These people here in Atlanta have no shame!

Valentina: I loathed being the weekly punching bag, I loathed being the “whipping girl”, I loathed being disrespected and treated as a joke. I’m quite disgusted that someone who works half as hard as I do gets a TV title shot and then someone like me, who works hard every single week, has to settle for some guy who’s so bad that even Nathan James has a victory over him. What in the world is Mr. Ness supposed to be, because he’s certainly not a wrestler, or a man. Anyway, show the last picture on the screen! Do it!

{On cue, a triple split screen is shown on the big screen of various attacks on her. Split one: the Iconic Aggression assaulting her before the Resistance made the save. Split two: two weeks ago when she got attacked after her match with Roxi Johnson. Split three: A shot of her facial expression just as Christian Carter was about to drive her into the stage: a pathetic, sad, worried look, almost as if she’s about to cry in that third split. Valentina becomes highly disgusted with that third split in particular.}

Valentina: I want all of you to look at that screen very closely. I hope you’ve all been educating yourselves on why I am moving forward the way I am, without any of you or anybody in that locker room. If not, I’ll simplify it for you people. Every fan in this building and watching at home, and everybody in that locker room, I want you all to look in the mirror and you will see the responsible parties in all of this. That’s right, you’re all responsible! You’re all responsible for THAT {points at the first split}, for THAT {points at the second split} and ESPECIALLY THAT {points at the third split}. ALL OF YOU took advantage of me and I want you to look at each of those pictures and I want you to savor every moment you have in looking at them because I promise this to myself or else I’ll put my Northwestern degree through the shredder, you will NEVER, and I mean NEVER see that weak, pathetic, “damsel in distress”, crybaby princess known as “the Wondrous Wildcat” AGAIN! The OLD Valentina Madison is buried! The OLD Valentina Madison will REMAIN buried and you have all taken advantage of me for the last time and you want to know why?

{Valentina snickers as the big screen fades.}

Valentina Madison: Because Miss Intellectual is here! Because I’m the NEW Valentina Madison and I’m, without a shadow of a doubt, smarter than each and every one of you people and the OLD Valentina COMBINED could ever dream of!

{Valentina flips the microphone behind her, in a really good mood and heads toward the back as the fans boo her louder than they did last week.}

Thomas Simon: That was definitely a cerebral, and in some ways, disturbing statement that Valentina just made. Talk about self-deprecation at its most disturbing…

Richie Rhodes: It’s not self-deprecation Thomas, because the Valentina we used to know isn’t Valentina anymore. Again, kudos to her for seeing reality!

{All alone inside the locker room is Johnny Clash and Aeryn Ashfield. The Sin City champion is leaning against the wall closest to the door, arms folded around his chest. Soul’s partner is seated in a steel chair across the room from him, her elbows on her knees and hands clasped in front of him. Johnny looks over his shoulder at the new arrival, but it is Aeryn who speaks first.}

Aeryn: Seems Johnny has an offer for the both us, Soul.

{Soul raises a curious eyebrow towards his ally.}

Soul: Really?

Johnny: Well, I’ve been talking with Roxi, Chrissy, and Taufik recently about you two. We’ve been impressed with the work both of you have done in helping get rid of Iconic Aggression as well as your battles with Carter, Newman, and the others. You guys are really good. Some of the best to ever come through this federation.

{As Johnny talks, Soul walks over to his partner. He places his hand on her shoulder, which she takes in her own.}

Soul (smirking): So tell me something I don’t already know.

{Johnny gives a slight snort at Soul’s flip response.}

Johnny: Well, we had a long discussion and, after a majority vote…

{Johnny pushes himself away from the wall, standing erect and unfolding his arms as he speaks.}

Johnny: …we decided we’d like to offer Phoenix Rising a place in the Resistance! So what do you say?

{Soul stares at Johnny for a moment, blinking as if surprised by the gesture. He glances at Aeryn, who looks back him as if silently communicating her feelings on the matter. He nods in assent to his partner, then returns his attention to Clash.}

Soul: That’s easy. No.

{Now it is Johnny’s turn to blink, so stunned he is at the answer.}

Johnny: Wait, what…

Soul: Look, Johnny, don’t take it too personally. You guys did a fantastic job in reclaiming those singles belts from Baxter and Blaze as well as keeping Laila from getting her hands on the other. Every single one of the Resistance is a top talent and we are truly honored to receive the invitation.

{Aeryn gives a gentle squeeze to Soul’s hand.}

Soul: However, Aeryn and I aren’t exactly joiners…

Johnny: “Not exactly joiners?” You two are tag team champions! You obviously were willing to join with each other, and not just in a wrestling sense.

{Both Aeryn and Soul flush at Clash’s jibe. Soul’s tone takes on a slightly more serious tenor.}

Soul: Yes, Aeryn and I were able to make a rare connection I at least can honestly say I’ve only made twice before in my life, one personal and one professional. And, luckily for me, with her I was able to get both those connections in one package.

{Aeryn flushes once more at the compliment, though her expression is softer this time.}

Soul: Still, it takes a lot for me to trust someone to the point where I would feel comfortable considering them a true teammate. I don’t mind partnering with certain people for one match… my second match in MPW had me on the same side as Jason, after all… but for me to stand by their side for an extended period, I have to feel I can depend on them with every piece of my heart.

Johnny: And you guys don’t feel that way about us?

Soul: To be honest, Johnny, your philandering ways and checkered history make me a little hesitant, even with Aeryn vouching for you. And Roxi… well… as great as she is in the ring, the whole superhero gimmick makes me wonder if her head is completely there. I’ve met a lot of interesting characters during my career, but even that is a new one on me.

Aeryn: Not to mention I am the reigning Roll the Dice briefcase holder, Johnny. She has to realize I am going to be coming after her at some point as she currently has the biggest prize in the entire wrestling world. The tension that situation would create could only be poison to any potential partnership between us. There is no way any sort of relationship could stay healthy with that looming over it.

{Johnny, obviously a little perturbed by the negative response to his offer, shifts his gaze between the two champions.}

Johnny: I get the impression you guys have talked about this before.

Soul: I’ve been around this business, both as a wrestler and an agent, for a long time, Johnny. And so has Aeryn. Once we got put into the War Games match together, we had a hunch this may happen. So yeah, we discussed it.

Aeryn: And we both came to same conclusion. We are definitely proud to stand beside you and Roxi tonight, and we absolutely appreciate the offer… but we can’t accept it. I hope you can understand.

{For a brief moment, Johnny looks extremely pissed, not exactly used to having someone give him a negative response on such an offer. However, he closes his eyes, exhales, and releases his anger. Opening them once more, he smiles at the tag champions.}

Johnny: Yeah, I think I get it. You guys got your own thing going on, which while it may occasionally intersect with the Resistance’s, it never is going to follow the exact same path. That’s cool. At least for tonight, we are going to stand together as one.

Aeryn: You better believe it, mate. Those wankers don’t stand any chance against us.

Johnny: Definitely not. Listen, I got to finish getting ready for the War Games match. I’ll see both of you guys in the main event.

Soul: See you then, Johnny. And thanks.

{Johnny nods just before exiting through the door. Soul and Aeryn watch him leave as the scene returns to the interior of the Phillips Arena.}

Blue and Purple Lights flicker in the arena. Mz Hyde by Halestorm plays over the PA

Ring Announcers: Making her way to the ring, from Buffalo New York..... Chrissy STARR! 

Chrissy waltzes out from behind the curtain to a roof lifting pop from the crowd, with a confident strut she starts walking down the ramp slapping a few hands, before sliding in and mounting the turnbuckles posing for the fans. Taking her time she steps down and starts a little warm up as her music slowly fades.

Thomas Simon: And here comes the champion

Awake and Alive by Skillet starts to play as Taufik hops his way towards the entrance ramp as 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 as the fans cheers him on 

Thomas Simon: This should be a good one. All week we been speculating if these two can keep it together and co exist as both team mates and rivals

Richie Rhodes: Buhu!!! what a sop story, maybe they should change their entrance to, “why can we be friends” and hug instead of wrestling.... fact of the matter is Taufik has the title and Chrissy wants it bad

Thomas Simon: I cant argue the facts, but it will still be interesting to see if they both take the high road

The competitors stand staring at one another from across the ring as the referee signals for the bell. As it sounds walks over and offers Chrissy his hand, they shake hands, none of them breaking eye contact. As she lets go Chrissy smiles and asks for a hug, Taufik looks a little suspicious, but finally agrees and hugs her....

Richie Rhodes: We can't go on together with suspicious minds, supicious miiinnndddsss..... Enough with the love fest I'm getting sick over here

Thomas Simon: I didn't even know you were an Elvis fan

As they let go of each other both are smiling, as the crowd roars in appreciation. Taufik turns around and waves at the fans with a big grin on his face, but behind him Chrissy's smile turns into a smirk as she launches herself at her opponent with a chopblock. Still smirking Starr grabs a hold of Taufik's leg and goes for a kick to the back of the knee, but The Franchise manages to push her off. Both scramble to their feet and into the collar and elbow, Taufik takes control and goes behind for a German suplex, but Chrissy manages to turn it into a hammerlock, again Taufik manges to get free and spins into a wristlock. With wide swings Starr tries to get free, but to no avail, instead she goes for the cartwheel and lands on her feet ready to reverse the hold. Taufik has it spotted and levels Chrissy with a clothesline. Starr hits the mat and immediately jumps back up and right into the arms of her opponent, who sends her flying with a belly to belly.

Thomas Simon: Serves her right after that cheapshot

Richie Rhodes: Cheapshot!!! a chopblock is a legal move!!!

Thomas Simon: She abused Taufik's good intentions

Richie Rhodes: BuHu!!! get some balls man, not to long ago Taufik would have done the same
In the corner Chrissy is up on her knees as Taufik slowly approaches, the Fallen Starr starts pleading him to back off, holding her hands up in front of herself. Shaking his head Taufik doesn't back down and grabs her head, but Chrissy uses the close space to thumb him in the eye. Rubbing his eyes The Franchise stumbles backwards, Starr leaps to her feet and charges in forcefully kicking Taufik into the turnbuckles with a front dropkick. As the TV Champ hits the turnbuckles and staggers out and into a STO backbreaker from Starr, she keeps the hold driving her elbow down on Taufik's exposed abdomen, then with a snap he jerks him back up and into a neckbreaker, quickly moving in for the cover.

Thomas Simon: Could we have a new champion?!!!

Richie Rhodes: YYYEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!

…1...2... in the last second Taufik gets his foot on the ropes, with a head full of steam Chrissy gets in the ref's face arguing in the call. Quickly she turns her attention back to the rising champion, pulling him up and whipping him to the ropes hip tossing him back first onto her knee. With a fluent motion Chrissy drops her opponent face first and rolls into the bow and arrow. 

Thomas Simon: I don't think this was a wise move from Starr, you don not want to trade submissions with Taufik

Richie Rhodes: Bah... his done for, just stick a fork in that turkey

Then ref checks on Chrissy's shoulders and is about to count the pin as she releases her opponent, instantly locking him into a surfboard. With his face wrenched in pain Taufik manages to get off the ground, before suddenly dropping and rolling backwards and freeing himself with akick to Chrissy's head. With a look of disbelief Starr sits back up and as Taufik rolls around holding his back. Her expression shifts into rage as she gets up and walks to get a hold of the rising Taufik, who startles her with a bodyshot. Swiftly he makes it to his feet grabbing his opponent and sending her down on the mat with an Exploder suplex. Wasting no time Chrissy rolls to the outside.

Thomas Simon: Seems like Chrissy underestimated the TV champion or over estimated herself

As the referee starts the ten count, Chrissy is slowly rising on the outside leaning up against the ring. Inside Taufik is up and looks at his opponent before bouncing off the ropes on the opposite side, launching himself into a baseball slide. At the last second Starr sidesteps and nails the sliding Taufik with a right to the chin.

Richie Rhodes: Wow, she serves a mean knucklesandwich, look at Taufik he is out

Thomas Simon: Well its easy when you are using brassknuckles

Keeping her back to the referee Starr discards the brassknuckles under the ring and drags Taufik to his feet before rolling him into the ring. Just as she is about to follow, someone at ringside catches her attention and she engages in a shouting match with a fan, as she keeps looking back at Taufik in the ring, finally breaking it off as Taufik starts to stir. Furiously Starr pulls The Franchise up on his feet and hoists him up for the Falling Starr, but Taufik rolls through and into a sunsetflip.

Thomas Simon: Taufik could pull it off here

1...2 Kickout by Starr who rolls back to her feet and clubbers Taufik with a sliding clothesline and covers. The champion immediately kicks out, frustrated Starr hits the mat before getting up and grabs her opponent and yanks him up. Almost instinctively Taufik fires of a right, creating some distance between the two following up by vaulting into the air and drop Starr with a Enzuigiri.

Thomas Simon: This is brutal, these two are supposed to be on the same team

Both are down, Taufik is the first to stir slowly getting up on his knees, arching his hurting back as he looks over at Chrissy., who is crawling towards the ropes. Swiftly the champion gets on his feet and grabs her leg twisting it into an anklelock, but Starr has the bottom rope. Wasting no time Taufik drags his opponent up to her feet sends her running going for the Suprise! As she rebounds, Starr ducks it and springboards off the other side with a crossbody. As Chrissy flies towards him, Taufik steps in and catches her midair, flipping Starr over his head and rolling out of the ring with a fallawayslam. Instantly Taufik does a kip up and walks over to the ropes as Starr rises on the outside.

Richie Rhodes: He should have been dq'ed for that

Thomas Simon: Why it was perfectly legal

Richie Rhodes: Because you can throw a hot girl like that

[Both competitors move slowly as Taufik reaches out for Chrissy between the ropes, but is send flying back as Starr nails him with a wrench, she pulled out from under the ring. Swiftly she drops it and climbs up on the apron slingshotting herself in with a senton and going for the cover

Thomas Simon: No not like this Taufik is busted open

...1...2

[Taufik kicks out. Chrissy pulls on her hair furiously. She awaits Taufik to get up and she goes for the Rising Star. Taufik counters and tries to apply the "May Allah be with You" Chrissy rolls out and when Taufik turns around she delivers a kick to the groin area. The referee immediately calls for the bell]

Thomas Simon: What the hell is Chrissy doing!? That's her teammate!

Richie Rhodes: Chrissy had enough, if she couldn't pin him she could at least send him to the ground screaming in pain

[Chrissy takes deep breaths and looks up to the crowd who boos her. The referee takes the TV title belt in the ring and she grabs it and holds it up in the air before dropping it on the chest of Taufik and walking up the arena with an attitude]

Thomas Simon: What has gotten in to the girls of MPW lately!!

Richie Rhodes: It must be me... wait

Thomas Simon: Yeah you wish Richie. Your nickname is Dick for a reason. Fans while it is now time.... for WAR GAMES!

[The arena lights flicker as the black cloth covering is pulled off the second ring with a pop from the fans. The Ring crew picks it up and carries it to the back as the cage begins to lower]

Richie Rhodes: Here we go Tommy, its main event time!

[ The lights in the arena dim and the cage lowers as Honey Winters stands outside the ring with the microphone ]

Honey Winters: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match, is the War Games match!

[Pop.]

Honey Winters: Here are the rules: Two wrestlers will start for each team in the 5 minute opening period. After that, there will be 2 minute periods where the team with the advantage will send a second wrestler in and the other team will send in their respective wrestler. This will continue until all 8 wrestlers are in the ring, and then, victory can only be gained when a member of a team submits.

[Pop for that and for the cage as it finishes lowering to the ground.]

Thomas Simon: This isn’t going to be pretty, I can tell you that.

Richie Rhodes: And of course, by virtue of their victory earlier, Kurt Newman’s team will have the man advantage throughout.

Thomas Simon: That may play heavily into the outcome of this match.

[ There is a period of silence and then “Avon” by Queens of the Stone age plays, and Kurt Newman’s team parts the curtain. ]

Honey Winters: Introducing first, the team of Kurt Newman, Chris Cable, Christian Carter, and Jason Xavier!

[ The fans boo as the members confidently stroll to the ring and mug and gesture to the fans, obviously sure of themselves. Newman’s team takes their places along their side of the cage. ]
Richie Rhodes: Look at that team Tommy, so full of winners. Full of hungry superstars. This is their moment to shine.

Thomas Simon: That remains to be seen.

[ After a moment of booing when the music cuts off, it’s replaced by cheers as “Lateralus” by Tool begins. Phoenix Rising, Johnny Clash, and Roxi Johnson soon part the curtain, drawing a big ovation from the crowd. All 4 wear their respective title’s around their waists, and then, simultainiously , unstrap their titles and hold them up for more cheers. ]

Richie Rhodes: Show offs.

Honey Winters: And their opponents, the team of the MPW Tag Team Champions, Aeryn Ashfield and Soul Shadow,
Phoenix Rising! The MPW Sin City Champion Johnny Clash, and the MPW World Champion, Roxi Johnson!

[ The cheers get louder as the champions walk down the ramp and head to their side of the cage before handing over their titles to the time keeper. The champions huddle up as their music cuts as Newman’s team looks on.]

Thomas Simon: And it looks like the champions are already going over their game plan.

Richie Rhodes: Real men don’t need plans.

[ After a brief huddle, Soul Shadow turns and heads up the steps into the cage. He pauses as the fans cheer, and then, he enters and begins bouncing around and testing the cage. ]

Thomas Simon: And Soul Shadow is going to start for the Champions. Not a bad choice at all.

Richie Rhodes: It just shows what cowards the Resistance members are, I don’t see Johnny or Roxi volunteering to go first.

[ On the other side, Kurt looks at Soul Shadow in the ring and looks back at his team and nudges Jason X and points for him to go first. ]

Thomas Simon: I don’t exactly see Kurt in any hurry to get in there.

Richie Rhodes: It’s called strategy, Tommy.

Thomas Simon: You just…never mind.

[ Jason cautiously enters the cage and looks around, stalling and drawing boos for it. He yells at the fans to shut up, and then completely enters the cage and the door shuts behind him. The bell rings as the fans cheer. ]

Thomas Simon: And here we go!

[ Soul stands in one ring and Jason motions for him to come to the next ring. He makes gestures about Soul being a chicken and afraid to face him. Soul looks around and shakes his head. Jason then draws the line in the sand with his foot, daring Soul to cross it. Soul finally has had enough and begins walking towards the next ring. He enters it and Jason backs off a bit and then the two go face to face and Jason SLAPS Soul in the face! Soul instantly responds with a right hand that drops Jason! Jason gets up and gets more right hands and then is whipped into the ropes, and on the rebound, Soul tosses him into the cage wall! ]

Thomas Simon: And Jason X meets the cage wall!

[ Jason stumbles up and gets a big chop that sends him back down, clutching his chest. He is able to get up and again Soul tosses him face-first into the opposite cage wall! Jason bounces off the wall and flips onto his stomach onto the mat. He groans in pain as he stumbles to his feet, and then is met with a vicious clothesline. ]

Thomas Simon: And thus far, Soul Shadow is dominating the match for the champions.

Richie Rhodes: It’s early. And he can’t win the match yet anyway.

[ Soul motions for Jason to get up and Xavier slowly gets to his feet. Soul nails another right hand before again tossing Jason into the cage wall again! Jason rebounds off the wall and falls to the mat. Soul grabs Jason by the hair and pulls him up, before tossing him into the corner and unleashing another vicious chop. Soul then leads Jason out of the corner and hooks him for a suplex, but then just lifts and tosses Xavier AGAIN into the cage wall, back-first! ]

Thomas Simon: This one is getting ugly. It may have been a bad choice for Jason Xavier to start this match.

Richie Rhodes: C’mon Jason! Fight back dammit!

[ Jason lays flat on his back in the middle of the ring and Soul gives him a few stomps in the hopes of keeping him down. Soul goes outside and climbs the ropes, and flies off for the diving elbow, but Jason is just able to roll out of the way! ]

Thomas Simon: Soul Shadow took a chance and it did not pay off!

Richie Rhodes: Jason has got to get up and get control of this thing.

[ Jason uses the ropes to get up and goes on the attack with some stomps as Soul clutches his elbow. Jason pulls Soul to his feet, and tosses him face-first into the cage wall this time. Soul rebounds and turns right into a picture perfect dropkick by Jason Xavier which drops Soul to the mat. Jason smirks as he stands and goes back to stomping Soul before dropping to his knees and choking the very life out of Soul. ]

Thomas Simon: And Jason Xavier showing some great resolve here, able to rebound from that earlier beating by Soul Shadow.

Richie Rhodes: The man is a two-time TV champion Tommy, of course he has resolve.

Thomas Simon: And we have two minutes left in this period.

[ Jason clutches his back as he stands up and pulls Shadow up with him. He throws Soul into the ropes an ducks down for a backdrop, but Soul kicks him into the chest. Jason reels back in pain, but when soul charges, Jason backdrops him into the cage wall! ]

Thomas Simon: These guys want to destroy each other.

[ Jason positions Soul’s neck under the ropes and uses his foot to once again choke Soul. After a few moments of this, Jason looks over at his partners and gives them a thumbs up before going back to stomping Soul some more. He pulls Soul up to his knees, but Soul gets a shot into the gut of Jason to stagger him. Soul fights up to his feet and kicks and punches Jason down into the corner as he looks around the clock counts down to zero. ]

Thomas Simon: And here we go, Kurt Newman’s team will have the man advantage.

[Outisde, Kurt points to Christian Carter, and he stares back at Newman who gives him a thumbs up and motions for him to enter. In the ring, Jason pokes Soul in the eye and holds him for Carter, who finally enters and climbs the ropes and jumps off, only to be met with a kick to the gut from Soul, who elbows Jason in the head and then snap suplexes Carter to the mat. Soul stands and Jason turns into him and Soul slams him right on top of Carter on the mat! Soul yells out to the fans who cheer. ]

Thomas Simon: And the two on one so far is being handled pretty well by Soul Shadow.

Richie Rhodes: It’s only a Soul Shadower of time Tommy. He can’t keep this up.

[ Soul waits as Carter stands, and Soul tosses him into the cage wall, and Jason gets up, and he eats the cage again! Jason rebounds off the cage into Soul who hits a short forearm before whipping Xavier into the ropes, but Xavier reverses and kicks Soul in the gut, before Carter runs in and PLANTS Soul head-first with a DDT! ]

Thomas Simon: And the numbers may have finally caught up to Soul Shadow now.

Richie Rhodes: That’s it boys, get him!

[ X and Carter begin stomping Soul for all their worth for a while, then they pick him up and toss him into the second ring where Soul’s team is. Carter picks up Soul and tosses him into the cage wall again, and the two men exchange high fives and thumbs up with Newman and Cable outside the ring. The two men throw Soul into the corner and begin punching him as the clock reaches zero, and the two minute period ends! ]

Thomas Simon: And now the side will even up!

[ Aeryn, Soul’s partner, bursts into the cage and connects with a running dropkick to Xavier, sending him down. Carter charges Aeryn, who counters with a drop toe hold, and plants Carter’s face into the mat. Aeryn quickly checks on Soul who is back up, and fighting. Aeryn pairs off with Carter, nailing him with fists, and Xavier and Soul go back at it in another corner. The tag champions back each man into a corner, and go to toss them into each other, but Carter ducks low, and Xavier leapfrogs him, and they avoid running into each other, but Phoenix Rising counter that and Aeryn dropkicks Xavier, and Soul nails Carter with a clothesline. ]

Thomas Simon: And the tag champions are on fire out there!

Richie Rhodes: C’mon! The clock is moving too slow out there!

Thomas Simon: There’s only a minute left..

[ Soul begins choking Xavier against the ropes as on the opposite side, Aeryn is driving knees into Carter’s gut. Soul looks over and checks on Aeryn for a moment, and that allows Xavier to roll under the ropes and escape back to the other ring. Soul follows and meets Xavier in the corner with chops. The crowd counts down as the timer reaches zero! ]

Richie Rhodes: Finally!

[ Newman gives Cable a big pat on the back and Cable gets into the cage. ]

Thomas Simon: Chris Cable puts the odds back in the favor of his team

[Cable comes in and starts whaling away on Soul Shadow along with Jason X as Aeryn and Christian Carter make their way to the second ring for the fight.]

Thomas Simon: The fight has spilled to the second ring!

[Soul Shadow gets his face locked by both X and Cable as they go for a double suplex. They lift him half way but he backs himself down. He reverses and delivers a double suplex to both men with an eruption of the crowd!]

Richie Rhodes: WHAT THE! How did he do that!

Thomas Simon: A lot of squats Richie!

[All three men are down in the right ring. The left ring Aeryn and Carter fight in the corner. Carter kicks her in the stomach and then slams her face first in to the cage to a boo from the crowd. He picks her back up and delivers a knee to her gut. ]

Richie Rhodes: one minute left until the sides are even again!

[Carter holds her face in to the cage with his hands on her head. The fans let him hear it. In the right ring, Soul Shadow gets up and stomps on Cable. The timer counts down from 10. When it hits zero and the buzzer goes off, Johnny Clash comes bursting through the cage door and runs towards Carter with an axe handle letting him off of Aeryn. Cable enters the left ring at Clash and they start punching each other]

Thomas Simon: Roxi and Newman are the last two left to enter! and only a minute thirty until Newman enters the ring

Richie Rhodes: and this match will get a whole lot AWESOMER!

[Soul Shadow gets back to his feet. He picks Xavier up and whips him into the corner before charging at him and jumping at him with a corner splash but Xavier is somehow able to get his foot up which causes Soul Shadow to connect face first with the hard boot of Xavier which immediately sends him down. Jason X climbs up to the top turnbuckle and as Soul Shadow makes his way to his feet he jumps off and connects with a missile dropkick that sends Soul Shadow flying across the ring]

Thomas Simon: here we go! Oh Chrissy Starr is coming to watch her team.

Richie Rhodes: What does Chrissy want here…

[Chrissy walks around the ring and watches from the Resistance side. Newman enters the cage at the buzzer and goes right after Clash. They seclude Clash in the corner and kick and punch him. Clash is against the cage now on the mat as Cables boot pushes his head in to it]

Richie Rhodes: Get him Cable!

[Cable and Jason turn around to receive clotheslines simultaneously from Phoenix Rising. They get up after the clotheslines just as Cable and Newman pick them up and throw them on to the steel cage wall]

Thomas Simon: that has to hurt! Roxi is just looking on itching to get in.

[Team Resistance is getting destroyed by Team Cable. Newman raises his arms up in the air and starts barking out orders. Cable looks at him and smirks]

Chris Cable: You don't tell me what to do…

Kurt Newman: This is MY team. TEAM AWESOME!

[Now Jason X stands by Cables side and Carter comes to the side of Newman. The buzzer goes off and Roxi comes in to the ring. All four of Team Cable are arguing in the right ring. At the same time all of Team Resistance runs towards them from the left ring and leaps on to them with springboard splashs]

Thomas Simon: WOE!!!!

Richie Rhodes: That's not fair they were in a team meeting!

Thomas Simon: Shut up Richie!

[Clash pulls Carter in to the left ring as Roxi takes Jason X. Phoenix Rising follows them in and the numbers are against Team Cable. Newman and Cable get face to face, nose to nose in the right right yet again and start pushing each other. Newman pushes Cable hard. Cable rushes towards him and hits him with the Ripcord Elbow! He walks towards the cage door and exits, walking up the ramp and leaving his team behind]

Richie Rhodes: Where are you going! Get back there Cable!

[Jason X throws Aeryn in to the cage. He then takes Soul Shadow and slams him in to the cage. Christian Carter stomps away on them. Roxi turns him around and hits a running knee to his face. She then avoids an X-Driver and hits a Ray of Hope on Jason X. Now Johnny Clash and Roxi stand around Newman. He gets to his knees and begs them not to touch him. Roxi grabs him by the hair and feeds him to Clash who hits a bloodline! He tells Roxi to go to the top rope. She does and hits a spectacular Shooting Star Press. Aeryn and Soul Shadow deliver Superkicks to Jason X and Christian Carter. Johnny puts the Brooklyn Cloverleaf on Newman as the referee checks on him. Newman taps out and the fans get to their feet]

Richie Rhodes: NO!

Thomas Simon: Team Resistance wins! That's how it should be!

Richie Rhodes: It's not fair Cable took himself out of the match that two timing traitor!

Thomas Simon: Get over it Rich, we have a winner!

[Chrissy Starr enters the ring to celebrate with her team. The cage raises above them as the referee hands them all the Championship belts. Everyone clears the ring except Johnny Clash and Chrissy Starr]

Thomas Simon: Ohhhh what's this!

[Johnny and Chrissy smile at each other. He grabs her by the hair and kisses her as the crowd woos]

Thomas Simon: It's about time that happened! Good for them

Richie Rhodes: This is making me sick

[When they stop kissing Johnny smiles and holds up his Sin City title. He is met with a kick to the groin from Chrissy Starr. He drops down to the ground clutching himself]

Thomas Simon: WHATTTTTT!!

Richie Rhodes: OH MY GOD! YES!

[Chrissy smiles and mouths "Sorry babe." As the scene cuts out on her over Clash's body holding himself]

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