While standing on the stage, he jumps from foot to foot ala Brock Lesnar, making sure he's fully prepared for the task at hand.  With an animalistic roar, Van Dam throws his arms forward, another pyro explosion accompanying it.

The cameras switch from DVD coming down the ramp to Whysper in the far corner of the ring, watching David carefully. He knows Van Dam well and he doesn’t like the feel of what’s coming to the ring.

Busch, "I’m not sure I’d want to be this young man tonight."
Marshal, "That could be Jimmy Stryker standing there and I wouldn’t want to be him tonight either."

Van Dam’s eyes are cold as Ice as he gets to the ringside floor. He jumps up, knee first onto the apron, quickly pulls himself up to his feet and enters the ring between the second and third ropes as referee Darren Thomas is waiting. David waists no time as he power walks across the ring. Whysper knows he can’t wait so he instantly darts out of the ring toward Van Dam.

"No Apologies" by Eminem fades as Whysper leaps in the air, looking for a Hurrincarana�?David However, prevents Whysper from flipping back and then slams him down hard with a powerbomb as Darren Thomas calls for the opening bell.

Busch, "Ouch�?Ya know, I get that Van Dam’s very passionate about the World championship, but don’t you think he’s overreacting just a little?"
Marshal, "No, not really. That title’s his life. What Matlock did would be the equivalent of me coming to you, ripping a steak out of your mouth and telling you ‘You can’t eat anymore.�?You have to eat or you’ll die. So are you gonna just say "Well, alright, I’m just happy you can eat."? Hell no you’re not. You’re gonna do everything in your power to beat my ass and take back your steak because your survival instincts tell you that if you don’t�?If you don’t take back your right to eat, you can’t live. That’s exactly what Van Dam’s survival instincts are telling him in regards to that championship, and he’s gonna rip through whoever he’s gotta in order to get back that right to eat."

Back in the ring Whysper’s pulled himself up, holding his back from that powerbomb. Van Dam rushes behind him, grabs him by the back of the neck, continues running and throws him up and over the top rope to the floor below, drawing a loud series of boos from the crowd. David goes to give chase but Darren gets between him and the ropes and tells him to get back. David looks at Darren like Hitler might a Jew and says, "MOVE!" Darren hops his happy ass out of the way and David exits the ring between the second and third ropes, dropping to the floor where Whysper is starting to get up.

Busch, "Van Dam’s a real big man intimidating ICWA Referees."
Marshal, "Why don’t you go tell him that Bert?"
Busch, "I’ll pass."

Whysper gets up and as he turns around Van Dam darts forward and nails him with a huge clothesline that sends him twirling through the air and landing hard on his face on the mats.

Busch, "He flipped him upside down and inside out."
Marshal, "At Howl of the Wolf Van Dam wrestled Matt Matlock for 73 Minutes and 27 seconds�?The longest match not only in both Van Dam and Matlock’s careers, but the longest match in our company’s history�?Somehow though, I don’t foresee this match competing to break that record."
Busch, "I’d reckon not."

Van Dam reaches down and picks Whysper up by the hair and his black shorts, and then throws him so he collides knees and chest first with the steel steps, flipping up and over the stairs as they echo through out the arena. The crowd is booing loud but Van Dam doesn’t seem to care as he walks around those stairs like a man possessed. Upon rounding those stairs a female fan is screaming obscenities at Van Dam�?DVD Instantly stops and looks at her, walking toward her.

Fan, "SCREW YOU DEE VEE DEE!"

Busch, "I wouldn’t provoke him folks�?

DVD suddenly raises his right hand up, showing the fan the backside of it, and it looks like he’s getting ready to deliver a massive backhanded slap to the fan but as he starts to swing Whysper nails him from the side, ramming him into the fan barricade as the fans erupt.

Busch, "Bah God Bert, I think he was really gonna backhand that female fan!"
Marshal, "Hey, if you’re dumb enough to provoke a guy on a killing mission, then you probably deserve what you get."
Busch, "That’s absured! She paid good money to get that seat, she should be able to encourage or heckle whomever she damn well pleases!"
Marshal, "No one said she couldn’t, but that’s also not to say that there isn’t a consequence for her actions. She’s just lucky Whysper was there."

Whysper goes for a right hand but Van Dam blocks it and then jabs a thumb into Whysper’s eye. The crowd boos as Whysper stumbles away holding his eye. Van Dam grabs Whysper by the shorts and the neck and throws him back into the ring under the bottom rope. DVD turns back around and walks a couple steps toward the female fan who’s still talking shit. He points directly at her and says, "Shut your mouth and open a can of slim fast fatty!" The fans boo but DVD’s done dealing with them as he rolls into the ring, breaking what was nearly a ten count. David gets up and starts laying in heavy boots to the Silent Assassian. Apparently sick of playing games he rips off his singlet straps, grabs Whysper’s leg, wraps his legs around it and drops down, twisting on that ankle as if trying to open a bottle containing the secrets of life in it. Whysper grabs at his hair with both hands, an intense look of pain on his face.

Busch, "He’s got Whysper locked in the Main Event Lock and the ropes are a long ways away�?He’s holding out but for how long can ya resist when there’s virtually no hope for escape?!"

Whysper puts his arm out, reaching desperately as if his mortal soul depends on it, but the ropes are feet upon feet away. His left hand clutches a fist full of his own hair, trying to do anything to reduce his nerves awareness of the incredible pain Van Dam’s putting his ankle through, but he quickly realizes that there is no chance of escape and begins tapping the mat vigorously. Darren Thomas leaps up and calls for the bell immediately as No Apologies by Eminem begins blasting over the PA.

Busch, "And that’s that�?This young man came with a lot of heart but I don’t think anybody could have faired much better against Van Dam the way he is tonight."

Dart, "YOUR WINNER�?DAVID_VAN_DAM!"

The crowd is booing at Van Dam still has the Main Event Ankle Lock applied to Whysper as Darren Thomas is begging and pleading with the former champion to release the hold. No Apologies fades from the PA as all we hear is the constant ringing of the bell.

Busch, "Come on! He’s gonna break the poor kid’s ankle!"

"The More the Light Shines through me
I pretend To Close My Eyes
The More the Dark Consumes
I pretend I’m Burninnnng�?BR>Burning Bright"

As the Chorus of "Burning Bright" By Shinedown hits the PA the crowd jumps to their feet and erupts�?/P>

Busch, "That’s�?

Busch, "That’s Whysper’s tag team partner Drew Stevenson! Thank God!"

Drew Power walks a few steps and then runs and slides into the ring. As he does Van Dam releases the Ankle lock and jumps to his feet coming to center ring to meet Stevenson. Stevenson gets to his feet just as Van Dam’s making his stance in center ring. Drew comes right to David and the fans are going wild.

Busch, "Well why don’t ya try manhandling somebody who isn’t 190 pounds David! Try manhandling someone Drew Stevenson!"

As they stand face to face however, Drew puts his hands up, not as fists but open and with his palms facing Van Dam as he says, "Easy Bro, I don’t want none of you man."

Busch, "What?"

David says nothing, his expression doesn’t change as Drew keeps his hands up and eases around Van Dam like a park going easing away from an angry bear. Drew gets around David and then rushes over to Whysper, grabs the top rope and starts laying in deep stomps all over him as the fans start booing again.

Busch, "AWE WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!"

David turns around and Sees Drew stomping away at Whysper.

Busch, "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! Van Dam already may have broken this Kid’s ankle and now Drew Stevenson’s out here picking up the scraps like a vulture! And why?! WHY DREW?! WHY!? That man’s your partner!"
Marshal, "And ya see that neither one of em are wearing tag team gold are they!"
Busch, "But they tried�?They’re bound to get another shot! Why would he do this!?"

Suddenly David darts in from behind, grabs Drew by the arm and the thigh, pulls him up into the air, runs back a few steps, jumps and spins nailing a devastating version of the Last Chance (Angle Slam). The crowd actually cheers that move. Drew nails the mat hard and rolls outside on the floor. Whysper rolled himself out to the floor off the last kick from Stevenson.

David demands Kevin Dart hand him his microphone, and Dart wastes no time delivering.

David, "MATLOCK! MATLOCK! YOU SUPERSILIOUS SON OF A BITCH! HOW DARE YOU!? HUH?! HOW FREAKIN�?DARE YOU?!"

Busch, "How dare he what?! Achieve his dream?! Out wrestle the so-called "Wrestling machine"?!"
Marshal, "Quite Bert! If he can hear you I don’t want his wrath aimed our way!"

David breaths heavily as he looks up the ramp, "Let me make a fe�?

"HOOOOOWWWWWWWWW"

The crowd jumps to their feet as from that wolf’s howl, the opening chords of "Born With Nothing, Die With Everything" begins to blast over the PA.

David looks almost offended as he grabs the top rope with his left hand and stares up the ramp�?/P>

Busch, "Well ya heard Van Dam take a shot at the Champ and I reckon it didn’t take the Champ long to get ready for a response!"

"Fed Up, Tired, Sick & Twisted
One Man Army, I’m Enlisted
Trust Yourself, Trust No One Else
F**k A Hero, Be Yourself�?

The curtain moves and the fans go absolutely crazy as from behind it steps your World Heavyweight Champion�?/P>

Busch, "THERE HE IS! The Man everybody said couldn’t but did! The Heavyweight Wrestling Champion of the WORLD! The Cornered Animal�?MATT_MATLOCK!"

Indeed�?And while around his waist is that coveted ICWA Heavyweight championship, in his hand is a black microphone.

Matlock’s music starts to fade but before he can say anything David points to Matlock’s waist with his left hand and raises the mic to his lips with his right, "MINE! THAT BELT IS MINE!"

Matlock’s head moves slightly from side to side as if contemplating or considering the thought presented to him before he says, "I don’t know David, I think The millions of people around the world who ordered Resurrection and the thousands of people here in Manchester New Hampshire�?(Crowd erupts)�?I think they’d tend to disagree."

Busch, "That’s right! We all saw it live on Pay Per View! Matt Matlock IS the UNDISPUTED ICWA World Heavyweight Champion."
Marshal, "I don’t know about that Bert, it seems David’s disputing it right now."

David, "I Don’t give a DAMN what you, what the "millions" of people at home, or what the jerkoffs here in Womanchester think! (Crowd boos)�?I was screwed! That championship should still be wrapped tightly around MY waist and YOU KNOW IT!"

Matlock sighs, "Look�?David�?I didn’t come out here to argue over who the champion is. The Pay Per View footage speaks for itself. What I came out here to do, is to�?Well�?To call a truce."

Marshal, "A Truce?! There aren’t Truces in wrestling!"
Busch, "Well these two were once best friends and that championship seems to of gotten in between that friendship."
Marshal, "So what? This isn’t Lifetime, it’s FX! We don’t do the mushy patch ups!"

David, "A Truce?! You steal my belt and now you want a "Truce"?!"

Matlock, "David�?We were best friends once. I screwed that up."

David, "Oh, you’re damn right ya did!"

Matlock takes a deep breath, "I admit that David. I got paranoid in my quest for the championship and I made a lot of accusations and said a lot of things that weren’t true. I did some things that weren’t necessary, and I apologize. The fact is I had never truly tasted true success in our business and I had just gotten so hungry and so crazed with my four year quest for the championship that I just�?I lost my mind really. But now that I’ve gotten it�?Well I’m not going to sit here and say that it wasn’t worth it because I’m not sure if there’s any sacrifice that’s not worth this championship around my waist, but It wasn’t right. David man�?we Were best friends�?You ARE My best friend on this planet David. I Deserved what you gave me after our match at Resurrection but now�?Well now I want to put it all behind us and try to salvage our friendship."

Busch, "What a sincere apology from Matt Matlock. It takes a real man to come out on a Globally broadcasted program and say "I was wrong and I’m sorry"."
Marshal, "And it takes a real Woman to appreciate that. Want a tampon Bert?"

David, "You’re right about one thing Matt�?You DID deserve what you got after our match at Resurrection�?You deserved that and so much more. But don’t worry Matty, you’ll get it all in the long run Matt�?You’ll get EVERYTHING you deserve because come Hell or High Water I WILL be the next man to fight you for that Championship, and when I do I’m not going to just take your championship�?I’m going to take your CAREER!"

Matlock sucks his teeth, it’s evident that he’s getting a little worked up, but he’s trying to maintain his composure.

Matlock, "David, I agree that you should get a rematch to this championship�?But don’t threaten my Career. You’re too good for that. How many people have vowed to take my career David? And yet here I am, ICWA World Heavyweight Champion."

The crowd cheers but it’s soon subsided as Van Dam says, "Not For Long! You screwed me at Resurrection, but you WON’T screw me again! I Won’t let you! And I won’t let WallStreet (Crowd cheers) screw me either! That’s right! WallStreet’s already trying to push me off to the side because here tonight he’s fighting Flipside in a number one contenders match for MY ICWA World Heavyweight Championship! And I’ll bet that was your doing wasn’t it Matlock! You probably went to Mr. McCallister and said "Well ya know Boss, you’re real great! You’ve never gotten your shot and David’s always getting title opportunities all over the world so why don’t ya push him aside and take your golden opportunity boss! Ya know I’d love to wrestle ya Mr. McCallister, cause gee golly if you’re not just the greatest darn wrestler alive�? It’s no secret that the road to getting whatever you want in this place is to play to McCallister’s ego! You KNOW you can’t beat me straight up so you’re trying to get a different opponent! Well to coin a phrase Matt Matlock, EH-EH! I don’t think SO! There’s one contender for that championship and YOU’RE LOOKIN At Him! And when this show is over Matt, NOTHING Will have changed in the contendership picture, I guarantee it!"

Van Dam chucks the mic damn near all the way up to the stage as "No Apologies" by Eminem blasts over the PA and Van Dam leaves exits through the ropes to the floor.

Busch, "What�?What’d he mean by that Jay?"
Marshal, "I don’t know, but I have a feeling we’re going to find out before the night’s over."
Busch, "I guess so�?Well folks, as David Van Dam just informed you, later tonight�?

The crowd cheers as Busch says, "Our Boss, Mr. McCallister goes one on one with Flipside in a number one contender’s bout for the ICWA World Heavyweight Championship�?Plus the Tag Team titles are on the line here tonight, and when we come back from commercial a new ICWA Ultrastar makes his debut�?All that and more LIVE on Demented here tonight!"

"There is No Cure�?FONT color=#ffffff> (Python rises) For Pure Poison�?

The snake lunges for the camera as we see it’s huge fangs consume the entire screen before the following graphic comes up�?/P>

"Now is the Time for Venom!"

____________

The cameras come back on Bert Busch & Jay Marshal�?/P>

Busch, "It looks like the ICWA’s about to receive a very interesting personality."
Marshal, "There’s been a real influx of new blood here in the ICWA This season�?

"Valse de Grand Meche" begins to play, and then the black curtain gets flicked aside and Christopher walks out

Busch, "Speaking of New Blood, here’s a young blue chipper making his ICWA Debut�?

Dart - ""Ladies And Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall�?Introducing first, tonight he is making his ICWA in ring debut, he hails form Bayou Breaux, Louisiana, he weighs in at 185 lbs., He is Christopherrrrrrrrr Bourdeaaaaaaauuuuuxxxxxxxsx!!!!"

.He smiles at the crowd as he walks down the ramp, and gives a hi-five here and there.

Busch, "Christopher Bourdauex making his ICWA Debut here tonight�?
Marshal, "I already don’t like him. Where’s this kid from, Ethiopia?"
Busch, "According to Kevin Dart he’s from the bayous of Louisiana."
Marshal, "Do they have something against eating in Louisiana?"
Busch, "Of course not�?They got some of the best Gumbo and Craw Fish you can find anywhere in the world�?
Marshal, "So explain to me why there’s a flag pole walking to the ring instead of a real wrestler�?
Busch, "This kid may be smaller then a lot of our performers but that’s not to say he won’t be able to compete. It’s not always the size of the dog in the fight that matters�?
Marshal, "The Kid’s 185 pounds�?Only on MSN would a douche like this find a job in a Global enterprise. I hope he breaks his neck."

He hops up on the steel steps, then up onto the apron. He head over to a far corner and stands in there, looking across at his opponent...

Dart -, "And his opponent he is from Beaufort, South Carolina, he weighs in at 200 pounds, he is Leakyyyyyy Foooorrrrrrmat!!!!"

"Yes Yes Ya! Your Dreams Are Now Fullfill! Get Out Your Seats And Lets Get ILL! Live Before Your Very Eyes, He Is Tha Epitome of Greatness, Your Wrestling Icon, Give It Up For The Leaky One, Leaky Format!!!"

The lights goes down as the music plays...
For they is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory Forever, The Kings The Ruler, The Ruler Rules!!!

Leaky Format comes out as the crowd boos and chants "Leaky Sucks!".....He doess a spin and drops to his knees as more pyros erupts. As he walks to the ring with a cocky strut playing to the crowd. He enters the ring and does another muscle pose before the match starts....

Leaky Format and Christopher Bourdeaux circle the ring, trying to feel each other out. After circling for a couple of seconds, they lock up, and struggle for the upper hand. Finally, Bourdeaux hits an armdrag sending Leaky over, which shocks him. Leaky didnt realize how quick Bourdeaux is. Leaky gets back to his feet and they lock up again. This time, Leaky shows off his power as he throws Bourdeaux backwards. Bourdeaux rolls through and ends up on his knees, and he has a confused and shocked look on his face, similar to the one that was on Leaky's face not that long ago. Bourdeaux gets back to his feet and they lock up yet again. This time, Bourdeaux gets Leaky in a headlock, Leaky elbows Bourdeaux three times in the gut, then sends him off to the ropes. Bourdeaux comes off of the ropes and ducks a clothesline, then he comes back off of the opposite ropes and delivers a spinning heel kick to the head of Leaky. Bourdeaux picks up Leaky, and hooks his head under his arm. With one quick jerk, he lifts Leaky over his head and drops him hard to the mat with a vertical suplex. Leaky is holding his back, he is some pain, and Bourdeaux gets on top of him, and begins to pound on his head, nailing the mounted punches. He punches him eight times right in the head, then gets off and picks up Leaky. He again sinches Leaky's head under his arm, and this time he is going for a running bulldog. Leaky stops in his tracks, and Bourdeaux comes off of his head, and he punches Bourdeaux in the back and delivers a massive reverse DDT that sends Bourdeaux crashing to the mat. Leaky pulls Bourdeaux up by his hair, and shows his power again and he tosses Bourdeaux up on his shoulder. He goes over to the corner, turns towards the center of the ring, and runs and powerslams Bourdeaux down hard to the mat. Leaky spins right over and locks in a reverse chin lock, and Bourdeaux is writhing in pain, trying to get free. Leaky releases the hold, but springs to his feet, and delivers a elbow drop, and goes for a quick pin...1....quick kick out by Bourdeaux and the match continues.

Leaky picks up Bourdeaux, throws him up on his shoulder and is going for another powerslam. Bourdeaux wiggles his way off of Leaky's shoulder and behind Leaky, Leaky turns around, and Bourdeaux nails a standing dropkick sending Leaky to the mat. Bourdeaux gets up to the standing position, sees that Leaky is down, and he decides to go up the top rope. Leaky is still down and Bourdeaux takes flight and drops a huge legdrop off of the top rope, landing right across Leaky's throat. He goes for the cover...1....2....and Leaky gets out, with the pinfall not getting too close to three.

Bourdeaux gets up and does not get discouraged, but he locks in Drownin In The Bayou, but Leaky seems to be to close to the ropes because he gets right to the ropes, and the referee makes Bourdeaux break the hold. Bourdeaux picks up Leaky, and pulls him in and delivers a belly to belly suplex. Bourdeaux gets up and taunts the crowd a little bit. He then picks up Leaky, pulls him in close and delivers another belly to belly suplex. Again, Bourdeaux gets to his feet, smirks as he Leaky laying in agony. He picks up Leaky one more time, pulls him close to his body, and this time, Leaky knees Bourdeaux in the gut, and then he delivers a spike DDT sending Bourdeaux crashing to the mat, and both men are down. Leaky gets to his feet, and Bourdeaux is struggling to his feet, but when he finally does get up, Leaky his the Leaky Heartbreak. Leaky drags Bourdeaux to the corner, laying him in the right position, then he climbs up top, and Leaky then flies off of the top rope with the Waterfalls, and goes for a quick cover 1..... 2..... kickout, but very close to a three count.

Leaky gets right up, goes back up to the top rope, flies off of the top rope again, going for another Waterfalls, but Bourdeaux gets his knees up and Leaky comes down belly first across the knees. Both men are down and they are both hurting. The ref begins his count. 1....2....3....4....Leaky begins struggling to his feet....5......6..... Bourdeaux is also moviing 7......8.....Leaky makes it to his feet. He helps Bourdeaux up the rest of the way, Bourdeaux tries to surprise Leaky with a kick to the gut, but Leaky catches it, but Bourdeaux spins his body and delivers a nasty enziguri to the back of Leaky's head, and they both crash to the mat again. They struggle to their feet again, this time quick enough that the ref does not have to start his count. Bourdeaux goes for another kick to the gut, but Leaky catches his foot again. Bourdeaux goes for another enziguri, but Leaky ducks it, but Bourdeaux lands on his feet, but he is dropped right away as Leaky nails him with a clothesline to the back of the head. Leaky picks him up and hooks him in, and delivers a quick snap suplex. Leaky floats over and goes for the pinfall 1.....2.....thr.........Bourdeaux gets out in the nick of time.

Dart - "Here is your winner, Christopherrrrr Bourdeaaaaaaauuuuuuxxxxx!!!!"

Chris’s theme song rings out over the sound system as Busch says, "Leaky Format was but a hiccup away from picking up his first win here in the ICWA, But the rookie Christopher Bourdeaux managed to make an impressive debut at Format’s expense."
Marshal, "Yeah, yay."

With that we go to the back where we find Angelina Santana standing around, her Women’s championship in hand as she chit chats with Make Up girl Melinda Chase.

Melinda, "�?anyway, I just think he’s so gorgeous."

Angelina laughs, "He’s certainly not terrible looking, but I’m very happy with my Whysper."

Melinda’s applying a light erm�?Whatever that stuff is there that chick’s apply with that soft furry thing on the cheeks and forehead�?Anyway, yeah, So Melinda’s applying that stuff to Angelina when we see another young beautiful woman walk into the picture in Hope Cassidy.

The crowd erupts for the ICWA Hall of Famer as Hope smiles.

Hope, "Angelina?"

Angelina, "Yes?"

Hope extends her hand as Melinda’s concluded applying the make up to Angelina�?/P>

Hope, "Hope Cassidy."

Angelina smiles and shakes her hand, "Angelina Santana. I’ve heard so much about you, It’s a real honor to meet you."

Hope, "I’ve heard abit about you as well. You seem to be the hot topic in the ladies lockeroom after winning the Women’s championship in your first match in the ICWA."

Angelina’s cheeks get a little red with embarrassment as she says, "Well, I was just lucky enough to be the right woman in the right place at the right time."

Hope, "You’re too modest, you did well against Summer. You set a record, you’re the only person in our history to win a championship in their debut bout�?I respect that. I know a few things about record setting as the first and only Female ICWA World Heavyweight Champion."

Angelina, "That’s quite an accomplishment Miss Cassidy."

Hope, "Yeah, it is. And do you know how it all started? (She taps Angelina’s belt) That title right there. So don’t take this personally, but I want it back and I’m going to take it back."

Angelina, "Well I look forward to facing you someday."

Hope, "You don’t need to look very far forward because it’ll be sooner than later, I promise. See ya soon."

Hope offers a wink and a smile and then taps Angelina on her shoulder as the former World Champion walks around the Women’s champion.

Busch, "Hope Cassidy laying down claim to the ICWA Women’s championship�?Later on tonight she’ll be going one on one with Heather McMahon and you have to believe a win in that one would certainly help her quest for the gold, but up next�?

Busch. "ICWA Veteran Ryan Ross goes one on one with a very different Drew Stevenson."

The cameras fade on the banner as "Straight out of Line" by Godsmack blasts over the PA.

*Commercial Break*