- Match 3 -
Sasco Studmen vs Drake Solace vs Michael McMoney
3-Way DanceBout
Stips: Win by pinfall.

BUD-Mania was event which got bigger and better every year, a time of remembrance�?where history was made. Two marvelous matches had just taken place before hand and the crowd were on the edge of their seats awaiting what was dubbed to be a "fill in" match to come. Management hadn’t taken much into consideration for the card this year though�?it sorted itself out in a way and the superstars were more or less left to their own devices�?fortunately things were quickly put into place however a newer face to this federation, Sasco Studmen had been left off of the card�?after meddling with the card at the hands of a janitor type child who works behind the scenes for BUD Sasco Studmen had now been entered in a match which was originally planned for Michael McMoney and Drake Solace�?All three men were fairly new to the BUD scene, some had more experience elsewhere and the match which was set to take place and as the crowd anticipated what was to come the commentary duo of Mark Hellion and Meadow Soprano got to work earning every dollar that they were being paid that day�?"I don’t know about you but this next match wasn’t looking to promising until Sasco Studmen made his way out from no where and rattled things up a little�? The sound of Mark’s voice was remarkable, he was so confident and spoke with such clarity and Meadow, being the synical bitch she is retorted what was just said and spoke with an aggressive tone�?/P>

"It’s going to take a lot to make this even slightly entertaining�?Drake whom? McMoney? Studmen!? �?You can’t be serious Mark�?this is a wrestling industry�?not a place for carnival rejects!"

"Have you no respect woman!?"

Woman? Such an offensive terminology, these days ass�?shit, fuck�?they’re all sociably acceptable but to be sexually discriminated against was a crime that was incomparable to any other though for some reason this remark seemed to settle the vicious Meadow Soprano down a little and she sat uneasy in her chair and replied with a cooler and calmer voice�?

"No shit Mark�?if they were that damn good they’d be in the main event!"

"Well if you believe what Sasco said yesterday when he made a public announcement�?it’s his time to shine�?He promised big things�?will he deliver though�?"

"Doubt it�?he’s just another one of those guys with an ego problem�?

" An awkward silence is felt and the intensity throughout the arena picks up several notches, as does the noise and Mark is the first to break the official commentary silence�?/P>

"Of all three participants in this match�?what do you know?"

"Very little�?Drake claims to be thee anti Christ, why you’d want to go by such a title I do not know!... McMoney, he is the kind of guy who has money and insists on flaunting it everywhere�?with a bit of luck a Chav will meet him on the street and rape out his brains and Studmen�?chances are he’ll be to stoned to compete�?/P>

" Mark begins to laugh a little and the negative words spoken from Meadow’s mouth sparks a slight reaction�?

" With that said the unthinkable happens and the arena goes from a state of liveliness to complete and utter chaos�?/P>

"Ladies and Gentlemen, on the way to the ring, from Salem, Massachusetts, weighing in at two hundred and forty six pounds, The Anti-Christ Drake Solace!

" Despite his 'do-wrong' approach to bad people, the crowd respond to the fighter's title with a mixed array of emotion. Solace hops up onto the apron, before entering the ring through the red ropes that surround it. The wait for this man was over, and now business was set to pick up. Drake seemed determined, his facial expression remained plastered in the same position and he impatiently paced up and down the ring awaiting for his opponent to make his way down the ramp but who was it to be? Was Drake even aware that another man had unintentionally been added to his match-up?

"Oh what a man you are Mark�?afraid of somebody who can’t even make it into the big time�?

"Size�?You think his size alone will affect the outcome of this match!?"

" As the two bicker over trivial and false facts a piece of paper falls from the arena’s extremely high ceiling followed by more and more and Monopoly type notes with Michael McMoney’s face printed on each and everyone captivate the crowd and "Money Talks" by ACDC begins to play deafeningly over the huge PA system and with time green lighting begins to fill the arena and none other then Michael McMoney appears from behind the main curtain with his arms outstretched in a similar fashion to that of Randy Orton who competes in some bullshit federation�?The crowd don’t really know what to do, they contemplated cheering at one stage though they didn’t know enough to really support him�?he was an odd choice for this match�?so was Drake�?both very new and pay-per-view virgins. McMoney was sure to take his time to get to the ring and just as he reached the steps his music was cut dead�?The lights within BUD Arena begin to fade and as they do the crowd begins to liven up a little, a slight rumbling noise can be heard and a flash of static can be seen blaring across the BUD-Vision Tron and as it does the crowd go absolutely nuts. A thick grayish green smog begins to fill the entrance way and it quickly begins to make its way down the rampway and the rumbling static becomes louder though it is no match for the screaming of thousands of fans. A massive explosion can be heard and dull green pyros shoot out from all the turnbuckles, smoke begins to spill from everywhere and the whole ring is covered and simultaneously with the explosion some words can be heard muttering across the PA System...

" The static tron movie begins to play and the static is no more and thunderous percussion and guitar riffs can be heard and finally, "IDIOT" by Mudvayne can be heard blaring across the PA system and a deafening the volume... The crowd begin to cheer as they know who is about to make their way out from behind the curtain and soon enough, the big black curtains begin to ruffle and Sasco makes his way out from behind the curtain with his arms raised high in the air in the formation of an "X"... Sasco can't help but laugh and he is obviously in no rush to get to the ring as the speed he is walking to get the ring is extremely slow�?/P>

As Sasco walks towards the ring he raises his finger in the air and points directly at Michael McMoney who is only just managing to step into the ring�?McMoney stops dead in his tracks and looks at Sasco, Sasco smirks and then flips him off and the crowd goes absolutely ballistic and Sasco continues to slowly make his way down the rampway, Michael McMoney backs himself into the opposite turnbuckle that Drake was resting upon and as Sasco reached the stairs he looked over at Drake and once again pointed at him though this time he was shaking his head dismally as if he was disappointed with something that Drake had done.

" As Sasco says that the crowd begin to scream "Fuck Yeah" and Sasco steps into the ring with a spring to his step�?something that both Drake and Michael were missing.

"That’s because you have no life and choose to spend all your life indoors�?you’re an introverted bitch, I’m telling you�?you need to get out more!"

It’s a constant feud between Mark and Meadow and as they bicker once again the bell sounds and all three men begin to triangulate around the ring�?Sasco is up on his toes bouncing from side to side, Drake is walking at a similar rate to a snail with a stern expression engraved onto his face and Michael nervously follows the trend being set by the other two and walks around in circles making himself feel slightly nauseous. No one is willing to throw the first punch and Sasco raises his arms in the air in the formation of an "X"�?the crowd go absolutely ballistic and both Drake and McMoney look at each other with a look of disgust spread upon their faces�?(Yes I know, it’s scary�?Drake’s facial expression did actually change�? Sasco had the support where as the others didn’t and Drake edged closer towards Sasco with his fist clenched quickly, being the trend whore he is Michael McMoney also edged closer and Sasco quickly took note of this and ran at Michael pushing him into Drake Solace who was quick to clothesline him and send him hurtling to the hard canvas floor�?

" Drake is now the one smirking and Sasco shakes his head in dismay and Drake lunges at Sasco quickly locking up in a standard holding predicament and looks to be setting up a snap suplex though Sasco is quick to counter and spins Drake around and pushes him to the ropes, as Drake stumbles his foot catches on Michael McMoney’s limp body and falls face first onto the canvas and Sasco begins to laugh uncontrollably and looks down at the two men standing before him�?

" With that said Sasco placed one foot on the chest of Michael McMoney and referee Anthony Lucci quickly hit the deck and began the count�?One�?Two�?WHACK! Sasco dropped to one knee as he felt a heavy hit to the back of his right knee, Drake had swung heavily at his leg causing him to fall to the floor in pain though he was quick to get to his feet, Michael McMoney was also quickly getting to his feet and Drake was quick to try and get Sasco out of the ring so he could have the limp McMoney all to himself�?Drake irish whipped Sasco to the ropes and as Sasco bounced back McMoney gave all his might into dropkicking Sasco fair in the head and he dropped like a heavy sack of shit, the crowd gasped as the cracking sound of McMoney’s boots against Sasco’s jaw was incredible and Drake quickly capitalized and went for the pin. One�?Tw�?Wait�?Michaels McMoney began dragging Solace by the leg off of Sasco’s body and it was obvious that there was still a little bit left in his tank�?/P>

"No impact�?he just dragged Drake off of Studmen while he was in a pinning predicament�?

Drake seemed furious, he got to his feet and began working away at Michael�?left, right�? Jab, cross�?slap�?pinch and a punch! Drake was giving McMoney exactly what he deserved and as he did Sasco slowly got to his feet and watched onwards�?Rather then intervene and waste any energy Sasco scaled the nearest turnbuckle and sat on top whilst watching on and this caused the crowd to go into a bit of a stir as he was virtually commentating things under his breath�?/P>

"Well, this guy is smart�?

Michael tried to fight Drake off though it was obvious that he was no match for the brauny opponent and Drake forced his opponent into the corner and continued to beat him around until finally, he had enough and set up for "The Crucifixion" (Essentially it’s just the razor’s edge) and within only seconds Michael McMoney’s body laid limp and motionless on the canvas floor�?Sasco was now ready to make his move and he jumped off of his turnbuckle and charged at his unsuspecting prey and unfortunately for Drake he turned around at the wrong time and walked right into a clothesline that would rival any other and somehow he had managed to land on his ass with his back leaning against the ring post�?Sasco smirked and looked up to the sky�?

" Sasco took a slight run up and then charged at his opponent and began bouncing up and down off of his opponents chest, yes folks�?the bronco buster! Sasco laughed as he got back to his feet and he began to smirk�?he was standing alone in the centre of the ring and the crowd was absolutely loving life�?This match was so short yet so eventful and Sasco pointed to the nearest turnbuckle�?the crowd screamed in anticipation for what was about to happen and the commentary duo decided now was a good a time as any to pipe in�?

Sasco was on his toes, he was eager to finish Drake off and he grabbed him by the hand and helped him to his feet but instantly whipped him into the ropes�?as Drake made the rebound Sasco once again charged his opponent this time giving him a devastating gore;

"Holy shit�?that’s gotta take the air out of ya!..."

Sasco smirked and pointed to the same turnbuckle as what he looked at earlier and nodded his head and dragged his battered opponent over to the turnbuckle and stood him up so he was leaning against the ring post�?Sasco then quickly balanced himself on the top turnbuckle and lifted his opponent into the air so he to was standing on the turnbuckle and he signaled to the crowd to count to three�?One�?Two�?Threeeeeeee�?On the count of three Sasco jumped in the air and within a second Drake’s face was impaled into the canvas floor�?"

)" Without hesitation Sasco rested his body ontop of Drake’s and all that was left to do was the prestigious count�?The crowd joined in and it was quite the experience�?One�?Two�?THREE!!!! The bell sounded and the crowd began screaming simultaneously�?"Ohhh, Fuck Yeah!" Sasco got to his feet and referee Anthony Lucci quickly raised Sasco’s hand in the air and the bell sounded to end the match�?Lily, the ring announcer quickly chimed in and Sasco smirked and paced around the ring waiting for a turn to speak on the microphone�?/P>

" Sasco dropped his microphone to the floor and threw his arms to the air and the crowd screamed in support of Sasco, as his arms dropped "Idiot" by Mudvayne began playing across the PA system once more and Sasco briskly made his way up the ramp way obviously eager to get back to his cozy locker room backstage, the camera crew decided that Sasco had soaked up enough camera time and the camera panned over the worn out looking Matt Hellion and a distressed Meadow Soprano�?/P>

"Well�?that went quickly but boy�?it was good to watch�?

"I’ll have to admit�?it was impressive�?

"Yes, eight matches to come�?you may want to sleep through the next match�?BUD’s very own Hank will be competing�?we don’t know why but�?he is nonetheless so�?get your pillows�?store the popcorn away for later because I doubt this will be a riveting experience�?

With that done and dusted BUD quickly hit to a commercial break and medic’s attended to Michael McMoney who definitely had something wrong with him, he barely took a decent hit in that match and he was out for the count�?perhaps he was ashamed of what he had done and faked his own death�?we can only hope�?Drake Solace on the other hand was beginning to get to his feet and looked around, he wasn’t aware that his match was over and when he was finally informed an infuriated rage spread throughout his body and he hit the canvas floor in a slight rage�?The crowd looked on feeling slightly amused and within due time�?BUD-Mania would come back to air�?/P>

- Match four -
Hank vs. Taiokaion
THC Contender ship Bout.

- Match 6 -
Megahurtz vs Amazin' vs Akmed©
THC Championship Bout
Stips: Hardcore Rules

As the show comes back from a commercial break, it shows Amazin' backstage getting ready for his match. He bends over, stretching as a loud cracking noise is heard. He falls over face first. Standing directly behind him with a steel chair is Megahurtz. He looks rather pissed off, as he walks off screen.

Mark Hellion: What the hell was that? The match didn't even start yet!

Mark Hellion: Like he needed cheap shots to do that...

Soon after"IMN" by Mudvayne blasts through the PA system. Akmed starts to walk out from behind the curtain, and down the ramp. Before he gets half way down, Megahurtz runs down straight behind him with the same steel chair, and smashes it into Akmed's back. Akmed falls and rolls down the ramp. He climbs back up to his hands and knees. Mega drops the chair, and kicks Akmed in the gut making him roll down the rest of the ramp. Megahurtz follows after him, as Akmed lays on his back, outside the ring, Megahurtz steps up on Akmeds chest, and over him. He starts looking under the ring, as Akmed slowly starts trying to climb to his feet. Megahurtz quickly pulls out a monkey wrench, and swings it straight into Akmed's forehead, busting him wide open. Akmed stumbles back, as Megahurtz grabs his arm whipping him into the ring. Megahurtz throws the wrench into the ring, then reaches down under the ring again. He pulls out a steel pole, that is at least four feet long, he throws that into the ring. Then looks down underneath again. He starts pulling out anything and everything he can find from trash cans, and stop signs, to buckets, and chains. He throws them all in the ring, then stands up.

Mark Hellion: Jesus, he wants to kill Akmed.

Meadow Soprano: Just think of it as a going away part for Akmed!

Megahurtz wraps the chain around his fist, as he climbs in the ring. He takes the chain, and wraps it around Akmed's throat with one end, then pulls the other end over to a ring post. Megahurtz climbs out of the ring, pulling on the chain, choking Akmed until he back up into the corner.
Megahurtz climbs back inside the ring, grabbing the pole, he smashes it down onto Akmed's chest. Then smashes it into Akmed's knee as he cries out in pain, he grabs his knee. Megahurtz kicks him again, before dropping the pole. Megahurtz steps down on the chain that is wrapped around Akmed's throat, as he struggles to breathe. As he's stepping down on Akmed's throat, he bends down and grabs a stop sign close by, and sets it across Akmed's face, and chest. He climbs up on top of the turnbuckle. He looks from side to side, as the fans start cheering. Megahurtz flips the unconcious Akmed off, as he jumps off the turnbuckle with a back senton splash, landing on the stop sign, on Akmed.

Meadow Soprano: He's going to kill him!

Mark Hellion: Is that a bad thing?

Meadow Soprano: Hell no.

Megahurtz gets to his knees, as he climbs over and pins Akmed. The referee starts the count...

ONE....
TWO...
THREE!

The bell rings as Megahurtz stands back on his feet. The referee stands up, raising Megahurtz' hand in the air. Lily hands the ref the THC title. Megahurtz wastes no time, before snatching it out of the refs hands. He straps it around his waste as "Solitaire Unraveiling" by Mushroom Head blasts through the PA system. Megahurtz rolls out of the ring, and heads up the ramp.

Meadow Soprano: There was no doubt in my mind, he'd come out the victor.

Mark Hellion: The other two didn't even act like they wanted it.

Meadow Soprano: Yeah, really. I'm surprised they even showed up for the match. Well, Amazin' had a little trouble with that. How do you think he'll feel about being attacked before the match?

Mark Hellion: Who cares...screw him.

- Match 10 -
Jayson Arsenault vs. Justin Black vs. Whisper vs. Scarlett Manson vs. Georgia James vs. James vs. Nato Graves
BUDVision/THC/Heavyweight/Franchise Contendership Bout

The spotlight goes to the roof of the cage , and the fans again pop loudly when Lily is lowered from the roof via a climber's harness..She smiles to the crowd.." ARE YA READYYYYYYYYY"

Mark chuckling" Well if she can't do that..She can do me.."

A voice very calm and soothing yet ever so creepy cuts in over the p.a. system.." Two down my pet...you only have four more to go....Sweet, Sweet Scarlett...How I long to hold you...Seeeeeeeeeee you soon petttttt"

Lily holding her earpiece and listening"Ladies and Gentlemen...I have been informed that Justin Black and James will be unable to perform here tonight...This has become a Five way match...RING THE BELL"

Meadow" Told you the girl would go to the extremes."

Lily now at ringside ..being drown out by the fans..." YOUR WINNER SCARLETT MANSON

Mark: What a BUDMania we’ve had so far, we’ve seen crap I never thought would happen?

Meadow: Like what?

Mark: Well�?ahh fuck it being here sucked all these losers wish they could be half as cool as me. I’ll tell you what I am happy about?

Meadow: Whats that, this main event?

Mark: Hell yes it’s the last match of the night after this I get go get drunk.

Lilly: The Next Match is the Maine vent for the BUD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE and is scheduled for one fall.

The lights go out in the arena and the music begins to play.. after a few moments a spot light shines a beam of light onto the center of the stage and Kreed rises from below the stage in the center of the light. Once he is level with the stage the spot light flashes off and fire ignites around him as he walks down the ramp to the ring.

Lilly: Making his way to the ring from New Caledonia, weighing in at 223lbs, the challenger Kreed.

Kreed climbs into the ring and makes his way to the center and raises both his hands in majestic victory though the match has not begun. A Strobe light flashes around him before the lights return to normal and he begins to disrobe for the match.

Meadow: I love that song.

Mark: That opera shit, fuck that!

The lights in the arena go out, they turn pitch red, and two F's surrounded by an Omega Symbol appear in the middle of the ring.. The crowd begins to boo as they recognize the symbolic logo of the bastard of all bastards. The speakers begin to whisper the sound of the woman's voice repeating the same sentence over and over again...

Woman's Voice: "The whole thing I think its sic, The whole thing I think its sic, The whole thing I think its sic...

Lilly: Making his way to the ring from North Highlands, California. Weighing in at 256lbs he is the BUD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, SYCK!

Finally, the drums blast right away and Corey's voice echoes throughout the arena as well as the crowd with: HERE COMES THE PAIN!!! "Sic" by Slipknot goes off throughout the arena and right away the middle of the crowd begin to mosh not caring if Slipknot has split up, Syck finally makes his way out through the curtains with an Assholish smile on his face, he looks around the arena, and extends his arms wondering why the crowd continues to boo this man in a selfishly manner. Syck makes his way down the steel ramp, he climbs the ring apron keeping an eye out on his Kreed. Syck gets inside the ring, he takes one look at his opponent, turns around to climb the turnbuckle to do his trademark Asshole Pose to the crowd. Syck raises his hands in the air, gets down, and looks at Kreed’s in the steel face.

Mark: You can feel the tension in this arena

Meadow: Yea its sending shivers down my spine.

Mark: I thought that was my hand on your leg.

The Bell Sounds.

Mark: Good lets get this over with I wanna get drunk.

The two men circle the ring looking at each other testing the waters waiting for the first one to attack. Kreed takes a step forward and Syck does the same Kreed retreats and Syck continues moving forward only to receive a knee to the gut. Syck gasps for air and as he does Kreed goes in for a quick DDT but the man reverses it sending Kreed to the matt. Turning around he quickly begins to stomp Kreed. The ref finally has to come over and separate the two men allowing Kreed to rise slowly. The two men quickly lock up Syck using his weight to force Kreed to the ropes but Kreed quickly turns to an Irish Whip. Syck bounces off the ropes and Kreed goes for a clothes line but Syck ducks it and bounces off the ropes again hanging on as Kreed drop kicks and falls flat on the matt. Syck turns around and starts pumping his hand at the audience who quickly begins to shout his name.

Mark: Kreed might have bit off more then he could chew here this is like his 4th match in BUD!

Meadow: No no no�?its not over.. he just needs to find his footing.

Kreed back to his feet spins Syck around and begins hammering him and then lifts him up and body slams him and pulls the man back to his feet only to deliver a series of European Uppercuts. Syck finally begins to hammer back giving Kreed a series of body blows backing the man up before he gives him a kick to the gut. Syck hits a ddt, picks Kreed back up still holding the ddt, delivers a double arm ddt, picks his Kreed back still holding the arms, slowly turns his opponent around, and delivers a hangman's neck breaker.

Mark: THE SYCKNESS!!

Meadow: Syck is trying to put this one away quickly he’s signaling for Syck Face Buster.

Kreed stands to his feet and Syck quickly throws a kick to his leg. Kreed steps back quickly knowing whats coming and rushes toward the ropes. Bouncing off he nails Syck with a axe kick. He locks on a Lion Tamer and stretches out Syck’s legs. Syck screams as he reaches for the ropes but then to his surprise his legs are let go. Kreed quickly ascends the ropes and while Syck climbs to his feet Kreed jumps and delivers a corkscrew elbow. Both men go down to the matt.

Meadow: Big risk move and it pays off.

Mark: Those moves were very UN Kreed like.

Kreed’s music hits in the arena and everything in the arena goes crazy.

Mark: Whats this.

Syck slowly stands watching the stage. A hooded figure comes out and stands at the entrance way.

Mark: Its Glimmer!

Glimmer turns to the side and pulls a wheelchair out. The man in the wheel chair is tied down wearing a cast over his hand and foot, and a black sack over his head. Glimmer wheels him down toward the ring. Syck watches.

Meadow: Its Joe, the man Syck has as a best friend, his partner. The one we thought Kreed killed at the end of his promo.

Kreed grabs Syck who is to busy watching this and quickly supplex him, but he holds on tight and picks Syck up for another supplex and the series of supplexes continues until he lands a fifth one and lets go of Syck. Syck shakes his head slowly and trying to come too and Kreed points to the screen.

Mark: It’s the end of Kreed’s promo.

Glimmer is seen putting the gun to Joes head and the shot goes dark. A night vision view kicks in though and Glimmer points the gun into the air and fires off a shot.

Meadow: You mean they didn’t kill Joe but why?

Mark: Isn’t it obvious they wanted him to be here for when Syck lost, so he could see it.

Syck got to his feet and ran toward where Glimmer and Joe were now standing at ring side. Glimmer quickly wheeling Joe away from Syck as Syck gives chase. Kreed rolling out of the opposite side of the ring ducking down and as Glimmer rolls by Kreed Syck follows and receives a massive clothes line from hell. Kreed pulls Syck to his feet and drags him toward the steel steps that lead to the ring and smashes his face into them, catching his head as it bounces he smashes Sycks head into the steps again. Kreed rolls into the ring and then back out resetting the ten count. Smashing Syck’s head on the steps again for good measure.

Mark: Syck is busted open and is bleeding all over the place.

Kreed drags Syck over to the announce table and smashes him off of it. Meadow and Mark are seen standing up and backing away as Kreed pulls out the monitors and mics and tosses them aside. He turns and kicks Syck to the back of head as he rolls into the ring and resets the count and then pulls a bloody Syck to his feet and tosses him onto the announce table. Kreed climbs onto the table and sets Syck up for a pile driver but Syck quickly pulls out of it and begins to hammer Kreed on top of the announce table. Landing killer blows to his body before kicking him to the gut and pile driving him through the table.

Mark: Oh my god both men are not moving!

After a short couple of seconds Syck climbs to his feet. Slowly making his way to the ring and rolling in before rolling back out. He drops down to one knee and begins to pull at the iron mask of Kreed.

Meadow: Is he trying to get the mask off?

Syck pulls at the mask frantically he unlatches some of the latches and just one latch to go. Kreed stands grabs onto Sycks hand and twists it while he stands to his feet. Tossing Syck at the ring Syck rolls in followed by Kreed who reaches up and quickly reseals his mask.

Mark: Dammit!

Meadow: You want to see his face its horrible under that mask you know.

Mark: Yea Right�?/SPAN>

Kreed backs up to the corner and begins to stomp his foot and then his other foot. Soon he is stomping both his feet in the corner and as Syck slowly rises to his feet he is met with a super kick but its done like a.

Mark: Sparrownater?

Syck falls forward face first and Kreed stands over him pulling Syck to his feet he delivers a Plague Passer and then goes down for the pin.

1

2

Mark: Syck gets the shoulder up.

Kreed pulls Syck to his feet again and delivers another Plague Passer, and then pulls the man to his feet and does it again. Syck falls to the matt and Kreed goes for the pin one more time

1

2

3.

Mark: We got a new champion! A NEW BUD Heavyweight Champion.

Glimmer intercepts the BUD Heavyweight Title and climbs into the ring he hands it off to Kreed who holds it high as balloons drop from the ceiling. After a while Kreed has a mic in hand.

Kreed: And now you will witness live the execution of your friend Joe, get him up here Glimmer.

Glimmer nods his head and climbs out of the ring. He is seen untying Joe and dragging him the apron and tossing him under the bottom rope. Kreed walks over and drags the man to the center of the ring close to where Syck lie. Syck looks at Joe and begins to say something.

Kreed: You’re right I am a monster�?I think I will kill Joe without my mask on.

Kreed begins to unlatch the mask once more. Glimmer back in the ring pulls Joe to his feet. Kreed undoes the last latch to his mask but before he removes it he reaches forward and places a hand on Joe’s black bag.

Kreed: I want you to see this.

He pulls up on Joes black bag.

Mark: OH MY GOD ITS SPARROW!

Meadow: What in the world?

Kreed hands Sparrow the mic.

Sparrow: I’m shocked you didn’t see this coming. I knew that I could never be allowed to fight for the world title not with Rayne here and so I did what anyone would do. I plotted and schemed and so I recruited Kreed here to do me a favor and win for me the World Title. Oh yes I told him how to defeat you and I told him what he needed to do and its all been done, its all over. You’re done and you’ve lost, and I was the master mind behind it all. Kreed knew how to win because it was part of my design. He held destiny in his hands but I showed him how to wield it as a weapon. Hes done the impossible and became World Champion in 4 matches�?

Sparrow grabs the side of the belt and he and Kreed hold it up high in the air.

Mark: What does this mean?

The two continue to hold the BUD Heavyweight Title high before the shot fades to a montage of moments from BUDMania.