[Dark dives off the top rope and then nail 2 Sizes too Small through the Commentators table as Leone's head gets driven through the table by Dough-Nut with the assistance of Dark.. Dark helping Dough-Nut back up as they pull Leone back into the ring. The ref getting back up.. Guest Dazed in the corner Dough-Nut slides into the ring and makes the cover on Leone..]

1..

2..

3!!.

[Dough-Nut throws his arms up in celebration as Darkest Dark jumps up and down the ref handing them both the SWF World tag team titles.. Dough-Nut getting back up to his feet.. Leone completely unconscious as Guest slowly comes back to his senses.. and gets back up to his feet Dough-Nut and Dark celebrating too much to notice.. Guest sliding out of the ring and grabbing a steel chair and sliding back in.. Guest charges at Both Dough-Nut and Dark with the steel chair as all of a sudden they both turn around and slam the tag team titles into the chair slamming it into his face and busting him open.. as he staggers around for a bit and then collapses on the ground]

[Wally punches the mat as he gets to his feet. He rolls the referee out of the ring and talks trash to the other. Easton sneaks up behind Renfield and nails a belly to back suplex. With Renfield lying on his stomach, Dan stands over his back, grabs Wally by the legs, and sets him up for a typical texas cloverleaf, but then kneels one knee down into the center of the SWF Heavyweight champions back and pulls back as far as possible, listening for one of two things, either the opponent tapping out or the opponents spine cracking or breaking]

Jimmy Peckman: HOLY SHIT!

Larry Dots: ?

[Wally screams in pain as he tries to grab the ropes but cannot make it. Renfield doesn’t want to give up but the pain is too much he taps out? Wally Renfield taps out! DING! DING!! DING!!]

[Joey getting up to his feet slowly as he turns around and Dough-Nut dives off and grabs Joey in mid air and hits the jumping swinging Tornado DDT.. THE DOUGH-NUT!.. Joey is out in the middle of the ring and penguin can't believe it on the outside of the ring as Dough-Nut goes down for the cover...]

1...

2...

3.!!!!

Larry Dots: Oh MY GOD!.. HE DID IT!..

[Saint and Deke tie up with Deke getting the advantage, and Deke just levels Saint with a shot to the pills. The fans boo as Saint hits the mat. Deke walks over to B.A.D. and picks him up. He knocks B.A.D. down with a hard right hand and pins B.A.D. who kicks out again. Deke picks B.A.D. up but B.A.D. fires back and kicks Deke in the gut and swings, but Deke is kicked down to the ground by Saint. B.A.D. notices he missed cause of Saint and he goes after Saint with a rush of energy. He swings at Saint but Saint ducks and corners B.A.D. on the ropes. Saint swings but B.A.D. ducks and Saint flips over the rope and to the ground. B.A.D. walks over to Deke and picks him up. He punches Deke and moves Deke close to the ropes. B.A.D. throws a right hand which is blocked by Deke. Deke kicks and........ CRADLE SUPLEX DRIVER!!!!!! He pins B.A.D.]

1!!!!!

2!!!!!!!

Dots and Peckman: KICKOUT!!!!! HE KICKED OUT!!!!

Deke is shocked and pins B.A.D. again, but this time the pin involves a holding a handful of B.A.D.'s hair and putting his feet on the rope.

1!!!!!!!!!

2!!!!!!!!!!!!

3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Saint gets up just in time to see Deke raising his hands. Saint can't believe it as Deke is handed the Sadistic title and is named the SWF Sadistic champion. Deke lifts it up as Relearn Love hits the P.A. system and the crowd boos as he walks out with the title.]

[The figure picks up the title and raises it. The crowd gives a mixed reaction pop. The figure once again reaches into his cloak and pulls out a lighter and some oil. He pours the oil on the ropes. Then flicks the lighter....]

[FIRE!]

[They are all trapped in there. SWF officials run to ringside to put out the fire.]

Figure: I guess you would all like to know who I am...

[The figure removes his hood....GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!!]

[CHRIS SAINT IS BACK!!!!!!]

Tai Haven: “But back in business… I had my company taken away from me by Eric Dane and Kurt Swagger… They took off after they realized they couldn’t handle running a federation of this magnitude… It is hard work I knew after I was screwed out of the business they would try and kill the best wrestling region ever in Michigan.”

[Tai Haven sets down the suitcase.]

Tai Haven: “I am taking over the SWF… But not as the boss, or a wrestler… I am going to kill the SADISTIC WRESTLING FEDERATION!

ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!

Tai Haven: “I will be starting a new federation INSIDE of the SWF! There isn’t anything anybody can do about it! I have also brought somebody with me! Here is…

[SWF OR MSW?]

Jimmy Peckman: “We are live here tonight in Auburn Hills, Michigan at the Palace of Auburn Hills home of the 2004 NBA champions the Detroit Pistons!”

Larry Dots: “What an exciting night we have for everybody here tonight! Tonight CJ Rowell dominates the entire SWF roster and proves why he is the greatest man in the MSW!”

Jimmy Peckman: “It’s not that hard to be the best man in MSW if it consists of three people!”

Larry Dots: “Don’t forget CJ Rowell is the MSW Heavyweight champion, Dominic Granger the WWA Cruiserweight champion, and Scorpion the soon to be SWF Tri-Cities champion!”

Jimmy Peckman: “The MSW Heavyweight title isn’t real… they aren’t a real federation! But what an exciting night we have! Deke Rivers defends the Sadistic championship against SSW’s Ironman/Roulette champion RONIN! It is an Asylum match!”

Larry Dots: “Did we ever find out what an Asylum match is?”

Jimmy Peckman: ‘It starts off the opening of the card, pin falls, submissions or DQ’s can happen any place… But they must leave the ring in order for other matches to take place, if they happen to come back to the ring and interfere it wont cause a disqualification. There cant be a winner until right before the main event!”

Larry Dots: “Very interesting… That seems like a match that will last a long time… unless the other matches shoot by really fast. Which BW should be able to dominate them two losers from the Silver State that went under.”

Jimmy Peckman: “I’m excited to see the main event, I think Lockhart is going to walk out the new champion…”

Larry Dots: “It’s not like it matters who wins that match, it’s the MSW Heavyweight title that matters! Lets start on the opening match!

[The lights drop and then slowly rise as Eminem's song "Go To Sleep" blasts through the speakers. Ronin steps out through the curtains, faces awau from the crowds and then points back at the curtain. A white spotlight highlights the entrance and Ray Masters steps through the curtain and takes his place next to Ronin. Both men assume a Crucifix position, with Ray on the right side, and a series of strobe lights highlights the two men, then the lights return to normal. Ronin and Ray turn and head to the ring… The referee orders Ray to get away from ringside as that came from the SWF board of directors.]

Jimmy Peckman: “Ronin looks good here tonight! But I think Deke Rivers will walk out still the Sadistic champion!”

Larry Dots: “As much as I hate Deke Rivers I think he may be able to retire Ronin here tonight, Deke is feening to prove why he is the greatest Sadistic champion and he could do so tonight!

[Lights go out]

Jimmy Peckman: “HERE COMES DEKE!”

On a dark and lonely highway...

I need the SON to raise my head.

I come before you I am naked...

The man I am now must be shed.

I’ve weathered storms and I am broken.

My beaten heart is in your hands...

What I really need is shelter and a chance

[A picture of a Cross-shows up on the Tron and a blinking image of a man as well]

To relearn love...

Teach me all over all over...

To relearn love...

Show me again...

So I can relearn love...

[Deke Rivers appears on the ramp, holding his Sadistic title high in the air, which causes boos]

The Comfort of your arms around me...

Your tender hands caress my head

I lay beside you I’m not worthy

This jaded mans not who I am

I’ve touched the flame and I’ve been burned

All I need is a second chance

Give me eyes of a child

And teach this man to relearn love

[An image of driving nails into a pale hands blinks rapidly]

Teach me all over all over

To relearn love show me again

To relearn love teach me all over all over

To relearn love show me again

So I can relearn love

[Deke slowly climbs up the ring steps]

I was selfish but you still loved me

You gave the greatest gift of all and it set me free

[The lights go out]

[Guitar riffs sound out loudly through the arena]

When time means nothing and your world is standing still

Listen world he’s calling when you feel me drop and kneel

Can you feel it?

[Lights slowly come on]

Larry Dots: “Look at them stare at each other… It looks like pure hatred, I can’t believe the SWF is going to sanction this match!”

[The referee takes the Sadistic title and hoists it in the air, the bell rings and they lunge towards each other. Deke gets the upper hand and tackles Ronin to the ground and starts laying lefts and rights into him. Rivers gets up and drags Ronin up, Deke lifts Ronin up into the air and nails a cradle suplex.]

Jimmy Peckman: “Did you see the impact off of that cradle suplex?”

Larry Dots: “Yes I did, look at Ronin holding his back!”

[Deke slides out of the ring.]

[Jimmy Peckman: “This cant be good if Deke is out of the ring…”

[Rivers looks under the ring mat and pulls out a sheet of glass, a lid to a garbage can and then begins to stand up! Ronin jumps off the turnbuckle and nails a cross body onto Deke with his head smacking the garbage can lid!]

Larry Dots: “WOW! Ronin out of know where flew the air to take Deke DOWN!”

[Ronin grabs Rivers by his hair and pulls him up to his feet… Deke a bit staggery gets nailed with a HUGE boot to the stomach and a DDT nailed onto the sheet of glass!]

Jimmy Peckman: “HOLY SHIT! THE GLASS DIDN’T BREAK!”

Larry Dots: “Yeah but I bet Deke’s head did.”

Jimmy Peckman: “Why do we keep sheets of glass under the ring?”

Larry Dots: “For matches like this!”

[Ronin digs under the ring and pulls out three sheets of glass that are bigger then they normally are… They reach from the top rope across to the guardrail and that’s how he sets them all up. Ronin rolls Rivers back into the ring and drags him up to the turnbuckle, Ronin tries for a suplex but Deke blocks it… Ronin eyes the glass and moments later Deke Rivers has him hoisted high in the air and sends Ronin towards the glass, but he doesn’t let go of Rivers and they go crashing through two out of the three sheets of glass!]

Jimmy/Larry: “HOLY SHIT!”

[Deke is the first to his feet and blood drips down his face.]

Larry Dots: “Blood is dripping down Deke’s face… That’s what happened to him at Sadistic Dreams…”

Jimmy Peckman: “Yeah but glass also happened at Sadistic Dreams!”

[Deke grabs the sheet of glass lying on the ground from earlier he watches Ronin get to his feet and Rivers tosses it at his face. Ronin back on the ground and Deke pulls him to his feet and then towards the ramp. Ronin tries hitting Deke with a punch but totally missed from the blood dripping into his eyes. They take the fight to something happening in the back.]

[The battle backstage persists as Ronin picks up the sadistic champion and goes to powerbomb him onto the concrete but the weight of Deke is too much for him in his weakened state and he ends up losing his grip on Deke.]

Jimmy Peckman: This is quite a battle Ronin can’t even pick up our sadistic champion.

Larry Dots: I wouldn’t count Ronin out of it just yet.

[Ronin is the first to stir after the mishap on the powerbomb attempt. Moving over top of Deke, Ronin starts to kick Deke while he is down on the ground. Noticing that the kicks isn’t doing much Ronin decides to grab a steel chair. Placing the chair in such a way that the champions legs are caught in a different end of the chair Ronin twists the chair and then puts Deke into an Indian Death Lock using that chair as leverage.]

[Screaming in pain Ronin continues to hold the move on for a good ten seconds before releasing. Dragging Deke by his hair Ronin throws him into the wall headfirst. Ronin moves off camera for a moment and you hear a squeaking sound. Ronin then returns to drag Deke into a doorway. Ronin steps over top of Deke and holds the door poised and read to slam it into Deke who is laying motionless on the ground.]

Ronin: You want Sadistic.... Here is sadistic

[Ronin slams the door as hard as he can into Deke’s side repeatedly over and over.]

[Ronin on a run right now ceases the door slamming and picks Deke up and hoists him on his shoulders. TORTURE RACK! Ronin starts squeezing in on Deke and he starts to scream. After this goes on for 10-20 seconds Ronin drops Deke with a Death Valley Driver!]

[Deke lays motionless and Ronin grins wickedly]

Jimmy Peckman: “This match is going to have to continue on without the camera as we have to go onto our next match!”

BW: Can you feel it tonight Renny?

The scene opens with SWF superstars BW and "Ruthless" Wally Renfield just exiting their taxi to the arena. They have just pulled out their training bags, Renfields black and BWs red, and are making their way towards the arenas side entrance. No more than a football fields distance away are a line of fans still waiting to get into the event SWFs Pay Per View Meltdown.

RENFIELD: Feel what? I thought I told you Amy took care of that "feeling" before we left.

BW: No, not that. Can you feel the energy? Can you feel the electricity? Can you feel the overwhelming sensation that were at something great?

RENFIELD: Well be at something great when I can get to the bathroom and relieve myself. THAT will be great.

BW: C'mon Renny. You're a former heavyweight champ. For months you were the figurehead of the SWF. When people thought SWF, they thought "Ruthless" Wally Renfield. When they thought of the SWF, they thought of your triple threat ladder match against Shane Anderson and Maniac where you won your first SWF title. When they thought of SWF, they thought of when you took Misty Xiao to the limits in your WWA Cruiserweight Title shot. When they thought SWF, they thought of your 7 month undefeated streak that culminated in you beating Chris Saint and Deke Rivers for the SWF Heavyweight Championship.

RENFIELD: Is there a point to this?

BW: Well, now we have people like CJ Rowell and Tai Haven trying to invade our home. "Michigan State Wrestling is the best thing since sliced bread" they say. They want to wipe out the entire history that surrounds the SWF and every one of your title reigns. You must feel something about that.

RENFIELD: I can honestly say that I dont.

BW Dont lie to me Renny. You may have a heart as black as coal, but you also have enough pride to fill a battleship. Your pride and your honor should be telling you to attack these fuckers and exterminate them from YOUR fed.

RENFIELD: Maybe Im just feeling a little indifferent right now. When the time comes, BW, well act. All you need to worry about tonight is your match against those SSW punk. You take them out and youll be home free.

The crowd standing in line finally turns around and notices BW and Renfield making their way in. They begin yelling and screaming frantically.

CROWD: S-W-F!!! S-W-F!!! S-W-F!!!

BW stops momentarily and does a quick rendition of the BW dance of death. Mockingly, a few fans in the front rows of the line fall down as if they fainted. Renfield grabs BW by the arm, yanking him along.

RENFIELD: Stop that.

BW: I can't believe you're willing to rollover tonight to CJ Rowell. You can beat CJ Rowell with your eyes closed. You can easily make CJ Rowell your bitch. CJ Rowell is just a towel boy compared to any of us in the Front Office. You've beaten Chris Saint. You're beaten Shane Anderson. You’re beaten fucking "Nightbringer" Ryan Corey. Why in the world would you concede to a washed up chump like this guy?

RENFIELD: The SWF was great with me as champ BW. Then the belt was taken from me by Dan Easton. It has all went downhill from there. That was just the first sign of fatigue in this organization. Next, we have invaders…the time just might be coming BWTonight, there just might be

Renfield and BW finally enter the building and close the door behind themselves, but one last voice can be heard.

RENFIELD: A REVOLUTION CALLING!!!

["School's Out" by Alice Cooper blasts throughout the arena and the lights fade off.]

Well we got no choice

All you girls and boys

Making all that noise

Cuz you found new toys

[A bright spotlight appears at the entrance way and BW steps into it wearing a "Sadistic Wrestling Federation: We're Fucked Up But We're Still Better Than You" t-shirt.. The reaction from the crowd is mixed, with both boos and loud cheers.]

Well, I can't salute ya

Can't find the flag

That don't suit ya

That's a drag

Schoooooool's... Out... for... the summer

[BW takes one step forward and the ring lights up with a dark green light.]

Schooooool's... Out... for ever

[BW takes one more step forward and dark blue light also lights up the ring.]

Schoooool's...been... blown... to pieces

[The lights in the ring begin dancing and flickering wildly and BW sprints down the entrance towards the ring. He slides into the ring and perches himself on the far turnbuckle while raising the front of his t-shirt, making the words easier to read.]

Peckman: BW, proud of our SWF, is going against a tough tandem from SSW. King X and RJ Harris, tag partners, are his two opponents for this triple threat match.

Dots: BW will kill those two hacks.

Peckman: With BW in the ring, we just need...

[The crowd starts booing, as "Cripple and Rape Me" by Dark Lotus starts playing. Not needing a grand entrance, MSW Heavyweight Champion walks down the aisle, shaking his head at BW. Clad in black jeans, a black and blue MSW t-shirt, and wheat work boots, he climbs up the stairs and steps through the ropes.]

Dots: The champ is here!

Peckman: Why is he out here? He has no business being here.

[Rowell walks over and demands a microphone. When the ring announcer does so, he rips it from their hands. He walks to the middle of the ring, and stares at BW, who is in a corner, leaning against the ropes.]

Rowell: Hello BW, my name is C.J. Rowell. I believe you haven't had the distinct pleasure of meeting me in person... considering how I'm on a level nearest to the Gods above, and you're living the gutter life and all. But the point here is, you said some harsh words about MSW.

[Rowell pats his title around his waist.]

Rowell: I'm sorry you feel so bad about us and all, as we were very interested in enlisting your services. But alas, you are now an enemy, and I don't appreciate that.

[Rowell sneers at BW.]

Rowell: And BW, neither do my associates.

[With that said, Dominic Granger and Scorpion walk down the aisle. BW moves closer to Rowell, as the two MSW members climb into the ring, and surround BW.]

Rowell: And frankly, we've got to do something about that.

[And with THAT said, Granger and Scorpion pounce on BW. Granger clips out BW's left leg. Scorpion and Rowell start putting the boots to BW. granger pulls a pair of handcuffs from his trunks, and hand them to Rowell. Granger and Scorpion pulls BW to his feet.]

Rowell: Now, we're going to embarrass you...

[Rowell slaps BW across the face, as Granger and Scorpion push him back against the ropes, and handcuff him to the middle rope in a seated position.]

Rowell: Nobody's going to help you now.

[As if on cue, Renfield comes running down the aisle and slides under the bottom rope. Rowell calls off Scorpion and Granger, as Renfield gets right in the face of Rowell. Rowell smirks at Renfield, who just glares at Rowell and company.]

Peckman: Renfield has come out to save his... what?!?

[Renfield slaps BW across the face. He lays into him with some stiff right hands, before turning around and nodding at Rowell.]

Rowell: BW, you are an idiot. And as a parting gift from the MSW, we're going to give you a drink.

[Renfield pulls out a red can of Coke from his pocket, and opens it up. As he opens it, BW's eyes go wide with fear of the red can.]

Rowell: Enjoy...

[Renfield just dumps the soda into BW's mouth and down his throat. The rest of the guys laugh, as BW just starts convulsing and shaking, his body rejecting the Coca-Cola.]

[The MSW guys all walk away, as several EMTs come out, cut the handcuffs, and load BW up on a stretcher and quickly get him out back, to get him in an ambulance.]

Dots: Who would have thought BW's body wouldn't be able to handle Coke?

Peckman: Well, either way this is now a singles match between RJ Harris and King X. A rematch of their Battle Born match on the last SSW Pay Per View.

[As the lights darken "Paranoid" by Ozzy Osbourne begins to play in the arena as red smoke is beginning to come out of the entranceway. The smoke makes an X above the entrance & then slowly but surely the royal trio comes out to ringside. King X comes out on a red & black horse as well as his Knight RJ Harris followed behind by his lovely but deadly wife Queen Viper on a smaller horse who is dressed in a tight black leather outfit with the SSW Liberty Bell Championship Title around her waist. She is a Japanese woman who is holding a dark red kendo stick with King X's name on it. They stop the horses on top of the ring entrance while the first part of the song begins.]

Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind. People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time

[Then they begin to slowly get off the horses & walk down the ramp as the second part begins.]

All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy,Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify.

[As they are at the ring there are red X's on lights on the turnbuckles as he gets up into the ring as the next part starts]

Can you help me occupy my brain? Oh yeah!

[Then Queen Viper slides into the ring and they stand staring at each other in the middle of the ring as the rest of the song plays.]

I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find,I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind. Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry. Happiness I can not feel and love to me is so unrea'. And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state. I tell you to enjoy life, I wish I could but I'm too late.

[As the song ends all lights go back to normal and The King sits in the corner while his wife gets out of the ring as The Vagabound RJ Harris is in the center of the ring. Outside, Viper will watch her men to save them from any interference.]

Dots: Opponents come out as a team?

1...2...Harris is coming for you 3...4...Better lock your door 5...6...Pray to your crucifix 7...8...Better train real late 9...10.. You will never wrestle again.

[Vagabond By Mighty Raw starts to play as R. J. Harris raises his right arm high in the air, saluting the crowd, before going to his corner, and sitting down in it.]

Peckman: Well, they had a gameplan going into this,but it's now out the window.

Dots: I expect Harris to lose via the Flying Fingerpoke.

[The referee goes between the two men and tells them the rules, as the ring announcer enters the ring and stands in the middle.]

Zorana Blair: This match, now a one on one match, is for one fall. To my left, representing Silver State Wrestling, he is a co-holder of the SSW Liberty Bell championship. Accompanied tonight by Queen Viper, he is KING X!!!

[Fans applaud King X.]

Zorana Blair: And to my right, also a co-holder to the SSW Liberty Bell Title. He is the "Vagabond"... RJ HARRIS!!!

[More fans cheer for Harris, as the ring announcer leaves the ring, the bell sounds.]

Peckman: Here we have two high class individuals, who have become teammates in SSW, and naming themselves "Honor Bound" have...

Dots: Yadda yadda yadda... will you cut the crap already?

[Harris and X come to the center and start talking to each other. Then suddenly, the crowd starts to jeer as C.J. Rowell comes strolling out from the curtain again, and down the aisle.]

Dots: The champ is here... again!

Peckman: He already ruined BW's night, what now?

[Rowell waves at Harris and X, whom are staring him down, as he walks around the ring and to the announce booth.]

Peckman: To what do we owe this pleasure to?

[Rowell puts his headset on.]

Rowell: Listen Pecker... I'll be the smart ass here. Hello Larry. How's that new truck holding up?

Dots: Very well, champ, thank you.

[Harris and X, weary about Rowell being at ringside, now must regroup their strategies.]

Rowell: This is an interesting match we've got here. We have two men who are so far up each other's how-do-ya-do that they both claim to hold one title belt, since their fed's pay per view failed to air. They know who the champ really is, Nevada knows the deal. Just tell us who won already?

[Harris and X lock up. Harris with a go-behind on X. X turns around in it, and Harris throws him overhead with a belly to belly suplex. X rolls to the ropes and gets up on one knee, as Harris shrugs his shoulder and smiles at him.]

Peckman: Harris, being a veteran in the ring, shocked even his friend there with that suplex.

Rowell: He didn't follow through, which is why he hasn't been in the spotlight anymore. You need to follow through. He should have poked him in the eye when he released him. Now that'd be a technical masterpiece.

Dots: That's a smart idea, champ.

[Harris watches X get to his feet again, and they tie up once more. X comes out of it with a headlock on Harris. Harris shoots him off into the ropes, and X comes back with a shoulder tackle, but neither budge. Harris hits the ropes this time, and X hits him with a back elbow. Harris gets up to one knee, and X winks at him.]

Rowell: Did he just wink at Harris?

Peckman: Yes he did.

Rowell: Who asked you? Why would anyone wink at their opponent?

[Harris and X come together and lock up once more. Harris grabs X in a top wristlock. He trips up X with a free leg, sending him to the mat. He then grabs X in an armbar, and holds him down.]

Dots: Boring... bring on the chairs!

[X fights to his feet, and drags Harris down, but Harris rolls through, still holding the arm. X gets up, tries to arm drag him again. Harris holds on again. X gets up, and just backs Harris into the ropes, causing the rope break.]

Rowell: I'll give Harris this; he's been wrestling for a long time. And in that time, he's only gained more experience about how to not let his man go... maybe next exchange he'll cook him a casserole.

[Harris gives a clean break. X hits him with a forearm shot. Harris returns the favor. X chops Harris in the chest, and follows with a second helping, before he irish whips his friend into the ropes, and clotheslines him down. X pulls Harris to his feet, and suplexes him down again. he quickly covers Harris.]

1

2

[Harris gets his shoulder up. X pulls him to his feet by his hair. He hooks Harris up for a second suplex, but Harris blocks it. Harris turns him around, and hits a swinging neckbreaker out of the front facelock.]

Rowell: That was ugly. Did he break his neck?

Dots: I don't think so, champ.

Rowell: Damn.

[Harris, instead of covering his opponent, drops an elbow on his chest, then covers him.]

1

2

[X gets his shoulder off the mat.]

Peckman: Maybe he should have gone for the pin before the elbowdrop.

Rowell [mocking]: Maybe he should have gone for the pin before the elbowdrop.

Peckman: How perfessional...

Rowell: Eat me, Pecker.

[Harris pulls X to his feet, who elbows him in the ribs. X puts Harris in a headlock, but Harris shoots him into the ropes. X comes off, leapfrogs over an attempted backdrop from Harris. He stops, and when Harris turns around, he boots him in the gut, doubling him over, then goes behind for a release German suplex.]

Rowell: The King is smarter than the knight. Where's my remote?

[X pulls Harris to his feet, and hits another release German suplex. He quickly covers Harris.]

1

2

[Harris raises a shoulder. X goes to pull him up, but Harris rolls him into a small package.]

1

2

[X rolls it over.]

1

2

[Harris kicks out.]

Peckman: Both men almost got a easy victory there.

Dots: If only they rolled into a tub of tar.

Rowell: Haha... that's awesome.

[Both men get to their feet. They square off again, with Harris doing the go behind again.]

Rowell: Why does he likes this so much?

[Harris grabs a full nelson, before lifting X up and hitting a full nelson slam.]

Peckman: Harris could have the win here.

[The lights go out in the arena. Suddenly, a small guitar riff starts to play and vocals are heard.]

Hope dangles on a string Like slow spinning redemption Winding in and winding out The shine of it has caught my eye

And roped me in So mesmerizing, so hypnotizing I am captivated

[The arena lights up in white, as a man begins to walk down an unfamiliar path to the ring. He stops to look around, his green eyes beginning to reflect off the lighting. He stops mid walkway and stares at the two men in the ring.]

I am Vindicated I am selfish I am wrong I am right I swear I'm right I swear I knew it all along

And I am flawed But I am cleaning up so well I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

So clear Like the diamond in your ring Cut to mirror your intentions Oversized and overwhelmed The shine of which has caught my eye And rendered me so isolated, so motivated I am certain now that

[This time, before the chorus, the house lights turn on. The fans begin to cheer slightly, realizing that another member of the old Silver State Wrestling is in their presence. The white lights seen before now turn into blue as the house lights get brighter.]

I am Vindicated I am selfish I am wrong I am right I swear I'm right I swear I knew it all along

So turn Up the corners of your lips Part them and feel my finger tips Trace the moment, fall forever Defense is paper thin Just one touch and I'd be in Too deep now to ever swim against the current So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away So let me slip against the current So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

So let me slip away

Slight hope It dangles on a string Like slow spinning redemption...

[Price finally steps up to the ring, and looks at both RJ and King X.]

Peckman: Preston Price, last seen in SSW, is here tonight. But why?

Rowell: Excuse me guys, it's party time.

[Rowell removes his headset and pushes Peckman over, taking his and Peckman's chair. He walks to the apron, and slides the chair across the ring to Price. Price picks it up and quickly jabs Harris in the ribs with it. X comes over, back Rowell quickly slides into the ring and hits him with the chair from behind. Price decks Harris over the head with the other chair.]

Dots: This is beautiful. Looks, Harris is busted wide open!

[Rowell slides outside the ring and looks under the ring. He pulls out a ladder, and slides it into the ring. He then pulls out a table and slides that in as well.]

Dots: here comes the hardware. hey peckman, get off the floor, you're going to miss this!

[Rowell sets up the table, and Price drops the ladder across the back of King X. Rowell throws X on top of the table, and sandwiches him with the ladder on top of him. Price puts Harris over his shoulder, then sits him on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs up, and slings Harris back over his shoulders.]

Peckman: Oh... my... god.

[Price leaps off, and flips Harris down into a super Death valley Driver. Harris connects with the ladder, King X, and crushes the table on impact.]

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Dots: Six foot ladder sandwich on X and Harris bread!!!!!

[Price rips off his black polo shirt, to reveal a black t-shirt with the MSW logo on it. He steps out of the ring, grabbing a microphone and walking slowly back in. He soaks up the jeers of the fans and watches as trash passes by him.]

Price: Everyone knows me by now. I’ve been in WWA for how long? I suffered as I watched these two gentlemen tarnish the SSW legacy. I watched as these two…IDIOTS…went hand in hand during their time in SSW. Look, there was King X, who always called himself royalty, when he was really nothing but a pain. Then there was RJ Harris, the self-proclaimed joke of SSW. You make me sick…both of you. SSW is dead and buried now, and these two are all that the fed had to show for it. It must be a sad time that we’re living in when these two are still around and the other people…the GOOD ones…are floundering somewhere looking for a place to go.

[Price steps in front of RJ Harris, looks him directly in the eyes, and slaps him. Harris’s head snaps to about 135 degrees from where it originally was.]

Price: Your finishing maneuver’s a heart punch? You must think you are old school or something. I’ll show you what old school really is, Harris. You took my title away by pinning Goliath all those weeks ago. That should have been me. But I found out that you can get yours so easily. I shall have my revenge, because that is the name of the game with me, RJ.

[Price squats down in front of Harris who is now barely able to keep his eyes open. He stares at the crowd for a second before delivering Harris’s finishing move. He then stands up and pushes the referee out of the ring, and walks over to X.]

Price: You and I teamed once before. Stars and Stripes Pay Per View. That was supposed to be MY night, and you tried to make it look like you were the best. Now look at you. You are groveling at my feet, trying to pull yourself back up. Your karma has run out, my friend, and I’m the definite solution to this problem.

[Price watches as X tries to pull himself back up. Price pushes him back down, and as X is on his knees, Price unloads one swift kick to the jaw. He picks the microphone up one last time.]

Price: SSW is dead. Long live MSW.

[Vindicated hits once again, as Rowell and Price walks out, hearing louder boos than Price did when he entered the arena.]

Larry Dots: Preston PRICE! PRESTON PRICE! HE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE WRESTLERS!

Jimmy Peckman: Look we are cutting backstage!

[Michigan State Wrestling in a gold star is across a door… This could only mean one thing that this is the office, or dressing room of the MSW boss, or stars. The door slowly squeaks open and there is the former SWF president and owner Tai Haven. He sits at his desk tapping a pencil up and down on it.]

Tick…

Tick…

…tick…

Tai Haven: “Where the hell is he?”

[The door begins to open again and who enters?]

Tai Haven: “About time you get here!”

[A man enters the room sporting a pair of Addidas windbreaker pants a Rasheed Wallice jersey and a brand new pair of Jordan’s. His hair is different from the last time you have seen him. Instead of a crazy spiked deep red it is now spiked black. This man is " The Scorpion"]

Scorpion: Sorry, I am late the S.W.F. security people wouldn’t let me in again claims they didn’t recognize me.

Tai Haven: “SWF wont last much longer anyways… Do you have any idea why I called you here?”

Scorpion: Does this have to do with my match tonight?

Tai Haven: “No… I know you will carry through and bring that Tri-Cities title home to MSW! It has to do with some other business…”

[Scorpions eyes begin to widen and he looks very eager to hear the news.]

Scorpion: What kind of business?

Tai Haven: “I need you to attack somebody… Somebody that supports SWF one hundred percent. He is like the full of SWF pride.”

[There has never been a bigger smile on The Scorpions face then there is now, looking on at Tai Haven eager to hear more.]

Tai Haven: "I need you to attack "Shooter" Jason Lockhart.... Do you think you could do this for me?”

Scorpion: I would be more than happy.... to dispose of that leftover garbage from the P.N.W.

[Haven shoots an evil grin.]

Tai Haven: “Good now go! Also… bring me back the PNW Heavyweight title he carries with him!”

[Shooting back a grin to Haven that is so evil it dawns on the hideous]

Scorpion: Count it as done!

Scorpion: Too long have I been held back! Too long have I been screwed over! Tonight I will take back the Tri-cities title and bring it back to the M.S.W. and tonight I will extract my revenge on the so called Heavyweight champion of a federation that is so old and dead that my grandmother doesn’t even remember it. Tonight I am going to cripple the crippler; I am going to kill "the legend killer". Tonight I am going to put a hurting on the S.W.F. that will make you proud.

[Turning quickly he grabs a steel-folding chair and he exits the room intent on killing his prey.]

Jimmy Peckman: If that attack does happen… Then Lockhart wont be one hundred percent for the main event… What the hell should he do?

Larry Dots: HIDE! Because MSW means business here TONIGHT!

Jimmy Peckman: You’re such an idiot, lets move onto our next match…. It is a grudge match, and it is Demonio De la Sangre II Vs “The Paragon” Trent Mathers!

(We cut to the locker room of Demonio De la Sangre II. Demonio is sitting there in a steel chair facing the camera. He is dressed in his ring attire. Jeff Fox stands behind him in a finely tailored green Armani suit. Unfortunately, for Fox, it doesn’t fit quite right and it’s riding up on him. He is digging it out to counter act that.)

D.D.l.S. II: Mathers…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

D.D.l.S. II: The day of reckoning has come, and judgment is upon us. Tonight I shall bath you in your own blood to quench the thirst of The Dark Lord. Reality will cave in on you and you shall be the next to fall to his glory. First, we took the heart of a veteran, now we take the soul of a rookie. Child your day has ended, welcome to the night of the Blood Demon… I am Demonio De la Sangre… Your life is mine.

Fox: Yeah.

(We cut away.)

(The arena lights dim as “Long Shadow” by Joe Strummer and the Mescal Eros begins to play. From the back emerges The Paragon. He wears his ring attire plus the addition of a black Transplants t-shirt and black Dead Kennedy’s knit cap.)

Ring Announcer: Introducing first, hailing from Bridgeport, Pennsylvania… THE PARAGON… Trent MATHERS!

(The crowd pops as Mathers walks slowly to the ring. He pauses as pyros explode around him. He looks determined as he slides into the ring.)

Jimmy Peckman: Trent is ready for a fight here tonight. This is about revenge, pure and simple.

(Suddenly the arena goes dim as “My Buddy” by G-Unit begins to blast from the speakers.)

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Larry Dots: The crowd knows that this “Gun It” song signals the arrival of Demonio De la Sangre.

(Mathers eyes are fixed on the entrance as pyros explode from the sides. )

Jimmy Peckman: “Gun it”?

Larry Dots: Yeah

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(D.D.l.S II emerges from the back dressed in his ring attire. His eyes are focused on Mathers. Demonio removes his Detroit Red Wings jersey and tosses it to the ground he charges the ring ready for action.)

Dots: This is going to be a match for the books.

Peckman: I wouldn’t go that far but it should be a good one, and they are off.

(Mathers charges Demonio who leap frogs over. Mathers comes off the ropes and nails a picture perfect flipping clothesline. Mathers isn’t done as he pops up to his feet and hops to the turnbuckle. He waits on Demonio and as Demonio rises, goes for a top rope hurricanrana.)

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA… BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jimmy Peckman: Demonio with the incredible sit out power bomb counter!

(Demonio goes for a back drop and Trent lands on his feet behind him and locks Demonio in a waist lock. Demonio nails Mathers in the jaw with an elbow and goes behind. He hops up for a victory roll but Mathers spins him around for a powerbomb. Demonio counters by nailing Mathers with a flying head scissors. Trent hits the mat and rolls to his feet as Demonio gets up. The charge and Mathers plants Demonio with a leg lariat. But Demonio quickly gets back to his feet.)

Dots: look at the endurance of Demonio!

(Mathers and Demonio are fighting near the corner. Mathers nails an elbow to the jaw of Demonio and follows up with a huge right hand to the jaw of Demonio. Demonio falls back into the corner and Mathers nails him with a brutal knife-edge chop.)

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(After the second chop Demonio nails a forearm into the jaw of Mathers and then slams him into the corner. Demonio back up and goes for an Avalanche but Mather’s moves. Demonio stumbles out of the corner and into brutal jumping DDT from Mathers. Demonio quickly gets to his feet again and plants Trent with a Gory bomb.)

Peckman: WOW! That was devastating!

Dots: Trent better get a hold of himself or he is going to lose this one.

(Demonio is perched on the top rope looking down at Mathers. Demonio holds his hands up and leaps going for a springboard Moonsault but gets two knees to the gut for the effort. Demonio is in pain as Mathers gets to his feet and drops a running rocker dropper on the keeled over Demonio.)

Peckman: Nice counter by Trent!

Dots: Yeah, He really covered his ass there!

(Trent picks up Demonio and his him with a snap Suplex. Trent goes to pick him up another time and Demonio punches Trent square in the grapefruits sending him straight to the floor in pain!)

Dots: You got to protect the Jackhammer man!

Peckman: What are you talking about you don’t even know what that would even feel like cause you don’t even have a penis!

Dots: That’s not what your wife said!

Peckman: Right! Like my wife would ever look at you without getting sick!

Dots: Ya know, you’re right but let’s get back to the match!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers is looking groggy…as he gets back to his feet

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Larry Dots: BOLETO AL INFIERNO!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers must be out after that impact!

1…

2…

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Jimmy Peckman: Narrow escape from Mathers.

Larry Dots: Demonio goes to the top rope he is perched looking he’s waiting on Mathers.

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers with a huge running elbow crotches Demonio on the turnbuckle.

Larry Dots: Mathers climbing the turnbuckle with Demonio.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Jimmy Peckman: SENSORY OVERLOAD!

1…

2…

Larry Dots: Kick out!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(Demonio nips up)

Peckman: LOOK AT THIS MANS ENDURANCE AND STRENGTH!

(Demonio with a kick to the groin)

Larry Dots: Demonio De la Sangre II has Trent up! Powerbomb!

Jimmy Peckman: That shook the ring!

Larry Dots: A weary Demonio hops to the top rope!

HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Jimmy Peckman: 630 Splash from Demonio! He’s going for the cover!

1…

2…

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Jimmy Peckman: What a lucky kick out for Trent!

(Demonio looks over to the fans and gives them a massive salute birdie style! Unknowing to him Trent is back to his feet.)

Dots: Demonio better look out!

Peckman: SCHOOL BOY!!!!!

Dots: HIS FEET ARE ON THE ROPES! TRENT FEET ARE ON THE ROPES!

1 . . .

2 . . . . . .

3!!!!!!

RRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Larry Dots: What a match!

Jimmy Peckman: The crowd is on there feet; this could have been match of the night.

Larry Dots: Mathers and Demonio are both getting to their feet. Both seem very groggy.

Jimmy Peckman: Just because there is a winner doesn’t mean this is over by a long shot.

(Jeff Fox slides into the ring behind Mathers with a steel chair. He tosses the chair to Demonio who catches it and threatens Mathers with it. Mathers backs himself into the corner eyeing both men up.)

#This what you call hardcore, fat gospel.. street gospel#

{The arena lights go out.}

#[all]South South, Bronx!

[KRS] Yo where my people at?

[all] South South, Bronx!

[KRS] Yo where my heart is at?

[all] South South, Bronx!

[KRS] C'mon let's bring it back

[all] South South, Bronx!#

Jimmy Peckman: It’s Dominic Jones! He’s coming for the save!

(The lights come back as pyros erupt from the entrance way.)

#[KRS-One] Raw rhymes for raw times My albums are underground, but this blessing is all mine And when it's tour time, we open more minds You need to rethink who you think is the "Greatest of All Time" I got this -- I'm raw like Freddie Foxxx is Hardcore like The LOX is, Scott LaRock is where Tupac is Where hip-hop is, Digital-ly Underground like Shock is Oh yes -- I know where the top is But I'd rather rhyme about how crooked some of these cops is My synopsis ain't pretty I'd stay, off them plains and, out the city if I were you Do what you gotta do But while you wave them flags, remember Amadou .. Diallo Here's what we gotta do, follow I'll put hip-hop in you if you're hollow Those that already filled, STILL take swallows Goin over potholes with Tahoes You don't think +I+ know? Huh! I'm lookin at you right now You ain't dancin in the club, you in your car, sittin down You in the crib, on the low You got them headsets on the go You just saw me at the show - oh you don't know? It's the Temple of Hip-Hop, comin, with a whole DIFFERENT flow Yo where them hoes at? I don't know But wherever God at, I'ma go I give 'em a hard rap AND a flow That's why when they call back for the show, with no video We get up and go!#

Jimmy Peckman: Fox and Demonio have bailed out from the ring. It’s just Mathers and Jones.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Larry Dots: The crowd is going…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jimmy Peckman: Superkick! Superkick!

Larry Dots: Mathers has just laid out Dominic Jones!

Jimmy Peckman: Why?

Larry Dots: Fox and Demonio are in the ring… Demonio and Mathers are face to face.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers and Demonio are embracing each other! They are in league with each other!

Larry Dots: Fox has a microphone but the fans are drowning him out in boos. How could Fox turn Trent to his side? How?

Fox: Shut up you cretins!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: Shut up!

(Fox pauses and sneers.)

Fox: I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of Fox Inc….

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: THE PARAGON…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: TRENT…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Fox: MATHERS!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(Mathers grabs the microphone from Fox and laughs.)

The Paragon: You brainless simpletons. Did you really think I could settle something like the death of my sister in a wrestling ring? I mean what is wrong with you people.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The Paragon: Fact is…

(He smiles.)

The Paragon: MY sister isn’t even dead!

(Mathers, Demonio and Fox look to the entranceway as Trent’s sister emerges from the back with a smile on her face.)

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Larry Dots: I’m dumbfounded here!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers has played a sick joke on us all!

The Paragon: You see…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

The Paragon: I can’t stand the simple mindedness of you peons. I can’t stand the fact that you think you know what is right and wrong. Well I played you all…

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Jimmy Peckman: Jones is getting to his feet, he came out of retirement with his wife and kids to help Mathers out. He is a real victim here tonight.

The Paragon: But you know what, Fox Inc. isn’t done.

CRACK!

Jimmy Peckman: Dren da La Vida by Demonio! Jones has just been nailed with that brutal ace crusher.

Larry Dots: Not only that but he hit it from a reverse DDT setup; he just hit him with Jones’s signature move!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers is blasting Jones in the head repeatedly with the microphone. He just told Fox and Lisa to grab a chair! What the hell is he going to do?

Larry Dots: Fox is setting the chair up in front of the corner and is sitting on it. Mathers is setting Jones up on the top rope, he could be going for…

CRASH!

Jimmy Peckman: SENSORY OVERLOAD! Fox barely got out of the way!

Larry Dots: The crowd is silent… I think Mathers broke Jones’s neck!

Jimmy Peckman: Mathers is pulling the limp Jones up and…

SMACK!

Larry: Boleto Al Infierno from Demonio! Jones is limp. This is appalling!

Jimmy Peckman: The crowd has fallen into a hush. This is a dark day in wrestling, Trent Mathers has pulled a huge swerve on all of us and Dominic Jones is an innocent victim. Fox is grabbing the mic once again. He is a dirty bastard.

Fox: Mathers… top rope! Demonio hold the chair.

Jimmy Peckman: Mather’s smiles as he climbs the top rope. Demonio holds the steel chair over top of Dominic’s head.

Fox: May The Dark Lord be pleased.

Jimmy Peckman: Fox with an inverted sign of the cross….

CRUNCH!

Larry Dots: Purely Perfect! Mathers hit Purely Perfect with the aid from Demonio’s chair!

Jimmy Peckman: Fox Inc has destroyed Dominic Jones and ended his career as a wrestler and a trainer. I don’t think he’ll be able to support his wife and his young child now. This is a travesty.

Larry Dots: I think we should cut away. This is horrific.

Jimmy Peckman: WE ARE GOING BACKSTAGE!

(Cutting from the ring we go to the back where we see “The Shooter” Jason Lockhart walking from his locker room to a table where the wrestlers can get water bottles. He stands there and Jason Beck they look like they are about to start and interview.)

Beck: Jason Lockhart I want to thank you for taking time out of your day to come talk to the fans tonight.

Lockhart: No problem, I enjoy pleasing the fans of the S W…

(There is a thud as Lockhart falls to the floor and none other than The Scorpion is standing over top of him reshaping his body with multiple kicks to the stomach and chest area. Scorpion stops kicking him and walks over and grabs his steel chair and waits for Lockhart to rise up to his feet. Lockhart struggles to make it to his feet but finally making it to his feet The Scorpion swings the chair away and HE MISSES!!!!! Lockhart ducked the chair shot. The Scorpion then kicks him in the gut and then he doubles over and then Scorpion swings the chair as hard as he can straight down on top of Lockharts head. There is a loud thud as the chair connects and in its wake there is one heavily dented steel chair and Jason Lockhart lying unconscious on the ground in a pool of his own blood. The Scorpion kneels down over Lockhart and slaps his face hard a few times to stir him so Lockhart can hear what Scorpion has to say.)

Scorpion: Oh… look it’s the P N W World Heavyweight Champion… and he has just been demolished by a so called no name … that no name is me… THE SCORPION! REMEMBER THAT NAME! This isn’t the last time you will see me! Because I am going to personally see that you don’t stand in M S Ws way again ever!

(Scorpion kicks him one more time in the gut and then walks away. The camera zooms into Lockhart in a pool of his own blood then cuts back to the ring.)

Jimmy Peckman: Lockhart is hurt… How the hell is he going to win the SWF Heavyweight title tonight?

Larry Dots: He isn’t… plus that belt is garbage anyways, its all about Michigan State Wrestling!

Jimmy Peckman: Oh shut the hell up… I don’t know how many tim… I just got word we caught up to Ronin and Deke Rivers!

[Ronin tosses Deke through a wooden door and we head into a locker room! In the locker room you see Rj Harris whose eyes light up like no other! He spots Ronin as Ronin spots him, Harris grabs a chair and the bloodied and nearly dead Ronin charges at him. Ronin nails a clothesline and RJ loses the chair. Seconds later Ronin picks Harris up and nails the RISING SUN DDT!]

Larry Dots: RJ HARRIS IS DEAD!

Jimmy Peckman: No he isn’t… He is just twitching!

[Ronin looks down at RJ Harris and forgets for a moment who he is facing as Deke Rivers grabs him and pushes him through the remains of the wooden door!]

Jimmy Peckman: Ladies and gentleman I have no idea how Ronin and Rivers are still fighting… but maybe we will see more of them before its time for their match to end… Up next we have a tag team tables match!

[Cutting from the ring we go to the back where we see “The Shooter” Jason Lockhart walking from his locker room to a table where the wrestlers can get water bottles. He stands there and Jason Beck they look like they are about to start and interview.]

Beck: Jason Lockhart I want to thank you for taking time out of your day to come talk to the fans tonight.

Lockhart: No problem, I enjoy pleasing the fans of the S W…

[There is a thud as Lockhart falls to the floor and none other than The Scorpion is standing over top of him reshaping his body with multiple kicks to the stomach and chest area. Scorpion stops kicking him and walks over and grabs his steel chair and waits for Lockhart to rise up to his feet. Lockhart struggles to make it to his feet but finally making it to his feet The Scorpion swings the chair away and HE MISSES!!!!! Lockhart ducked the chair shot. The Scorpion then kicks him in the gut and then he doubles over and then Scorpion swings the chair as hard as he can straight down on top of Lockhart’s head. There is a loud thud as the chair connects and in its wake there is one heavily dented steel chair and Jason Lockhart lying unconscious on the ground in a pool of his own blood. The Scorpion kneels down over Lockhart and slaps his face hard a few times to stir him so Lockhart can hear what Scorpion has to say.]

Scorpion: Oh… look it’s the P N W World Heavyweight Champion… and he has just been demolished by a so called no name … that no name is me… THE SCORPION! REMEMBER THAT NAME! This isn’t the last time you will see me! Because I am going to personally see that you don’t stand in M S Ws way again ever!

[Scorpion kicks him one more time in the gut and then walks away. The camera zooms into Lockhart in a pool of his own blood then cuts back to the Deke Ronin battle!]

Zorana Blair: The Following is a SWF Tag team title match.. Scheduled to be a tables match..