Fecca, "�?FONT color=#990000>pitting Christian Michaels and Shadow off against Javen of the Caine Clan and the Corporate Icon WallStreet.
Styles, "No doubt and I can’t wait for that�?Also, our number 1 contender, NovaCaine will be in action as he takes on Isabel Winters one on one in what’s sure to be a Hell of a match between two of my personal favorites."
Fecca, "What about the champion?"
Styles, "We’re burying him or he’s off in Quebec somewhere, I get confused as to which occurs on which week."
Fecca, "Oh�?Well folks, Let’s not wait�?Sabrina’s in the ring now, ready for our opening bout."

The Bell sounds three times for the opening contest as we go to Sabrina in the ring.

Sabrina, "Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is our OPENING BOUT�?It is scheduled for onefall with a ten minute time limit."

The cameras start to fade to the stage as the Lyrics pour from the PA "Let the Bodies Hit The Floor�?Let The Bodies Hit the Floor�?Let the Bodies hit the…�?FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRR!"

"Bodies" By Drowning Pool begins to blast over the PA as Akmed comes from behind the curtain.

Sabrina, "Introducing first�?Being accompanied to ringside by Plague�?Making his way from Samoa and weighing in at 325 pounds�?AKMED!"

Akmed makes his way down the ramp, Plague closely behind him as Fecca says, "Well folks, personally, I hate that this match is even taking place."
Styles, "Me too."
Fecca, "Really?"
Styles, "Of course, it’s damn wrong!"
Fecca, "Well good. Maybe there’s hope for you after all. The idea that Ciara Cage is gonna have to face a man two hundred pounds heavier then she is in some sick show of power and attempt to get her taken out by Plague is appalling."
Styles, "Eh, I don’t care about that. I’d just rather see Ciara oiled up and slipping and sliding around with another oiled up hottie."
Fecca, "Should have figured."
Styles, "Instead we Get the only kinda boobs that can make the Stylish stiffie become Unstylishly limpy�?Man Boobs. (Shudders)"
Fecca, "Akmed’s a monster of a man, and this wouldn’t be the first time he’s been utilized as a Monster for hire."
Styles, "I like Akmed when he’s not weeping in his pillow or crying over spilt milk."

Sabrina, "AND HIS OPPONENT�?Making her way from Chicago Illinois�?CI-A-RA�?CAAAAAAGGGEEEE!"

Fecca, "Ciara making her way to the ring in what will certainly be a speed and with verses Size and Raw Strength bout."
Styles, "You callin�?Akmed Witless Fecca?"
Fecca, "Of course not�?
Styles, "Alright, then I will. Akmed’s pretty witless."
Fecca, "Well, witless or not, he has a savage like animal instinct and an unforgiving lust for blood."
Styles, "Eww�?I like women as much as the next guy but at least wait till the blood’s gone."
Fecca, "�? That’s wrong on levels I can’t begin to describe."
Styles, "What, you prefer to do it while it’s bloody too?!"
Fecca, "Well no but�?Never mind."

Ciara is making her way down the rampway, touching the hands of some of the fans leaning over the barricades. As she comes to the end of the rampway she takes a left where she then climbs the steel steps quickly hoping onto the ring apron.

Fecca, "The Femme Fatale champion glaring a hole through Ciara."

Ciara then climbs through the ropes and enters the ring where she goes to the closet turnbuckle. She taunts the crowd with her arms raised in the air.

Akmed rushes over and BAM! Splash to the back. Ciara drops down off the turnbuckles and spins around, resting her back into the corner as referee Mitch Roberts calls for the bell before trying to back Akmed out of the corner. Akmed takes a few steps back to the center of the ring, then runs forward and BAM! Big splash to Ciara in the corner.

Fecca, "Good gracious! Two straight splashes making Ciara the unwilling filling in a destruction sandwich."
Styles, "The unwilling filling in a destruction sandwich? Do you have writers we should wish were on strike or do you come up with this stuff on your own?"

Akmed side steps and Ciara staggers out to the center, Flair Bumps and rolls over to her back. Akmed hits the ropes, comes running, and BAM! Running splash. The crowd is booing, Plagues applauding, and this one looks over as Akmed stays on top and Mitch Roberts drops down ………�?………�?2………�?3

Ding Ding Ding? Wait�?NO! She barely got her shoulder up. Akmed jumps up raising his arm in the air as Plague starts screaming from the floor "YOU DIDN’T WIN! STAY ON HER!" Akmed apparent doesn’t hear Plague and Ciara’s beginning to pull herself up on the ropes behind him. Roberts comes over and starts trying to explain that he didn’t win, but Akmed’s paying him no mind, raising his hands in victory. Finally Plague jumps up on the apron and starts yelling, "YOU OAF! YOU DIDN’T WIN!"

Akmed seems confused�?Ciara darts forward and drops kicks him in the back, making him dart forward and collide with Plague, making her fly back and hit the barricade hard before hitting the floor. The crowd erupts as Ciara stalks from behind. Akmed Staggers back, turns around�?BAM! Right hand! BAM! Another Right! Ciara Jumps up, cups her hands around his neck, places her feet on Akmed’s chest and falls back, Monkey flippin Akmed up and over to a great ovation.

Fecca, "BAH GOD! What Leg strength!"

Ciara shoots up and Akmed comes up a second or so behind her�?He turns and darts for her but she jumps up and takes him over with a Hurrincarana. Akmed looks shocked as he rolls back up and comes after Ciara a third time�?Ciara kicks him in the gut. He doubles over and Ciara hooks the head�?She lets out a yell with her arm in the air, jumps up, swings around and BLAM! Tornado DDT. The crowd is going wild as Ciara jumps up, shaking her arms and letting out yells to the fans. She darts to the ropes, jumps up on the middle rope, moonsaults back and BAM! Lionsault!

Fecca, "HOLY MOLEY! She calls that the Ciara Myst and what a great Move it is!"

Ciara hooks the far leg as Roberts drops down ………�?1……�?.2………�?!

The bell sounds as "What I Want" by Daughtry blasts over the PA. Ciara jumps up and Roberts raises her arm in the air for the erupting fans.

Sabrina, "Here is your winner�?STRONG> CI-A-RA CAAAAAAGGGGGEEEE!"

Fecca, "I don’t believe it! What a huge upset by an incredible athlete!"
Styles, "*YOU* Don’t believe it?! What the�?How the�?GAH!"
Fecca, "Looks like Plague better come up with something else if she wants to knock the Ciara momentum train off it’s tracks!"

Ciara hops out of the ramp and starts heading up the ramp backwards as Plague is just now getting back her composure and looking around in surprise and rage. Ciara points to Plague and then does the "championship" taunt with her hands to her waist.

Fecca, "What an impressive victory by Ciara Cage here tonight. That combined with her win over Plague last week, ya gotta believe that she’s defiantly the number one contender to the Femme Fatale title at this point."

Plague slides in the ring and Looks down at Akmed who’s trying to pull himself up. Akmed turns around and in a fit of anger Plague delivers a stiff kick between his legs. He doubles slightly and BAM! A Stiff kick to the sternum knocking him back down.

Fecca, "Oh! Plague not too pleased with Akmed’s performance here tonight, and she just left him BREATHLESS!"
Styles, "Talking about not getting your money’s worth. Hope she paid him in dog biscuits or something."

"God’s Gonna Cut You Down" takes over the PA as we fade on Plague glaring down at Akmed�?/P>

*Commercial Break*

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January 22nd, 2006: PWT Final Verdict

We see an old interview from Fecca from back when he had blonde hair and was still working out (Fecca had Jarrett’s face back then)�?/FONT>

NED gives the "bring it" motion to CM to throw the towel. CM sighs, and nods. It's time.

KK: "Javen is getting up..."

[As NED raises his arms in victory, looking up, A Handcuffed Javen is slipping his hands under his own ass to get his arms in front of him- he does it and it works and CM looks shocked.

CM: "NIC!"

[NED looks at Cm, who points behind him- NED spins, and into a deadly Axehandle of barbed wire! NED crashes down, and Javen's straddled over him and brings down the axes over and over and over and over into NED's head, which is bouncing off the canvas. Javen stops, breathing heavily, looking at Alexis who is shocked herself.

Javen: "F***ING DO IT! THROW IT IN! I WANT HIM TO LOSE! NOW! NOW! NOW YOU STUPID BITCH!"

[She hesitates and so Javen brings down the wried wrists over and over into NED's head, so hard and so fast that blood is spackling Javen's arms and stomach from NED!

KK: "This is sick! He's hacking away at the top of NED's head."

Fecca: "Something's not right..."

KK: "What, all the damn gore in the ring right now? on this night? All this night?!"

[Javen stops, heaving for breath, as if he;s fighting to get air through the blood, and looks wildly at Alexis.

Javen: "Do it or I will, I'll come out there, and I'll rip that towel out of your hand, and I'll throw it down my f***ing self!"

[Alexis steps back, towards the entrance.

KK: "Yeah! If she leaves, she can't ever throw in the towel. Genius."

Fecca: "Really, Kay-kay, something's not right. Aren't you asking yourself why Christian warned Dangerously?"

KK: "Reflex? Who knows.."

Fecca: "Javen has won on so many levels tonight!"

KK: "... he hasn't won yet, stupid."

[Cm then tosses his towel into the air, trying to catch it... acting clumsey, and as Javen hears the commotion, he opens his eyes in horror. Cm can't keep ahold of the towel, and that turns into disbelief... It's flailing in the air, just before him, and also before him his chances to upstage his brother and give pride to his father...

Fecca: "What the hell?"

[Javen's mouth gaps, but on the other side, Alexis tells NED she's sorry, as Javen leans back and NED's face buries into his own arms... Cm acts like the towel is out of his grasp, and Javen lets go of the hold, standing up and releasing NED. Alexis stops herself dead cold- and javen asks CM why? over and over... an CM can only shrug. The towel is in his hands again, and he tells Javen not to worry, as NED crawls over to Alexis. He climbs up to his feet, and looks across to Javen, who argues with his brother, and Jerm slaps his forehead. He knows what's going on. And Fecca is about to realize.

Fecca: "CHRISTIAN MICHAELS IS THE FOURTH MEMBER!"

KK: "Haha, whatever. It's just sibling rivalry."

Fecca: "YOU IDIOT.... CHRISTIAN MICHAELS!!!! He's partnered with NED on several occasions and has been a W2K Tag Team Champion with him! It was never JT Kash...."

KK: "Dammit, I don't have time to switch my bet... why couldn't you of thought about that on Thursday?"

[NED lunges at Javen, who spins to swipe him with his barbed axe handle again, but NED ducks it and nails a drop toe hold; such a simpel movewith irrevocable consquences. NED grabs Javen's legs and goes for his modified standing-Texas Cloverleaf; the "Jagged Reality".... with his knee into Javens back and right foot on Javen's flattened head, he arches back and there's no where to go. Javen's locked. Damo must have thought Alexis in trouble, for he comes out the entrance to go ringside.... maybe he's in disbelief of CM's actions, too.... who knows... But he watches intently, as CM rolls into the ring, and goes around to where Javen's glossy eyes can focus on him. He waves "buh bye", maybe to Javen, maybe to the fans, maybe to his "face" status, but in any case he holds the towel shoulder high, and the camera follows it as it leaves his hand and falls to the canvas. The white with blue stripped towel lands in a splotting of blood, giving it more contrast, as Javen's eyes go weak and streaks of tears tear into the blood on his face. The bell rings, and NED drops Javen's legs and holds his hands in the air.

Fecca: "RIDICULOUS!!!! Alexis was going to throw the towel! Javen did the impossible! He's People's Champion!!!

KK: "He didn't do the impossble. Christian did. Christian signed on with Nic E Dangerously and Synergy."

["King Nothing" rumbles acroos PWT as the ref hands NED his People's Championship Belt, and he holds it over his head dropping to his knees as Alexis and Damo rush the ring... and NED takes the blood off Javen's unmoving body, and wipes "404" in blood upon the belt's face. he stands, with effort, and looks at Christian, and they have a stare down, face to face.

Fecca: "IT WAS SIBLING RIVALRY! He and Dangerously are about to go at it!'

KK: "I don't know what to think- they're arguing- wait-"

[Then both break out in smiles, and give each other a big hug as boos rain down from all corners. Damo is shocked, Alexis is shocked! Are you? As they let go and Cm holds up NED's arm, Damo the other, and Alexis holds the "404"'ed Peoples Title, draping it around NED's waist for all to see... then stands at his side for a group picture...

Fecca: "WHAT THE F***! JUST HAPPENED?!?"

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Fecca, "Welcome back and what a show it's been thus far."

"Just Lose It" by Eminem hits on the P.A system and Brandon Marks burst through the curtain with his signature lollie pop in his mouth.  The lights dim and the spot light is put on Brandon Marks and when the song hits the chorus Brandon Marks starts to do the "whiteboy" as the crowd chants "go go go".

Matt stands on the stage a moment, then proceeds down the ramp to the bottom as the chorus comes to an end. Matt gets close to one of the ringside cameramen, and looks into the camera as he mouths the last line of the chorus, "you know my name", as his name flashes all over the 'tron. He heads into the ring now and paces around the ring, posing and taunting all the while. As the song comes up on the second chorus, he heads for the top and stretches his arms to his side as pyro similar to that of HBK blasts in the ring. As Matt lowers his arms, the pyro subsides, and steps down. MJ checks with both of them to make sure they’re ready, then calls for the match to begin.
Brandon explodes and flies through the air straight at Matlock. Matt doesn’t really know how to approach this offensive and gets taken down. Brandon takes a millisecond to regain his balance, then unleashes a flurry of fists.

Matlock is bent over, trying to avoid a straight shot to the face. They slowly make their way to the corner, where Brandon finally stops his fists of fury to grab the ropes. He uses Matlock, who is still bent over, as a ramp to launch himself in the air. While mid-air, he flings himself back down on Matlock and elbows him hard on the back. Matlock goes down to his knees and moves away from the corner before hanging over the middle rope. Brandon bounces off of the opposite ropes, flips over where Matlock was hanging using the top rope as support, then grabs Matlock’s head on his way down.

Brandon quickly slides back in, runs toward the opposite ropes again as Matlock is getting up, then on his rebound hits an elaborate hurricanrana. Brandon gets up and taunts the crowd who is rather pumped up and getting behind Brandon while MJ is hardly noticed in the background, just doing his job as the ref. Brandon squats down and waits for Matlock to get to his feet. Matlock uses the ropes to get up, then Brandon bounces off the ropes right next to Matlock and facebusters him down hard, making him bounce and finally land on his back. Brandon doesn’t stop, and quickly hops up on top the nearest turnbuckle.

Brandon takes a short time to taunt the crowd once again, then bounces and jumps, getting plenty of height. He turns his body to execute his Sugar Rush (Phoenix Senton), but before he can land it MJ Storm dropkicks him out of the air, and in doing so out of the ring.

The fans boo wildly as MJ Storm flashes a confident smirk. He stands up and holds in the air Matlock’s monkey wrench�?/P>

Matlock stumbles to his feet once again only to get a chuck of metal to the face. The blow opens up a juicy cut that sprays a bit on impact, getting a couple of drops on MJ’s shirt. MJ looks like he’s going to walk off, but turns around and whacks Matlock again for good measure. He notices the blood on his shirt and puts down the monkey wrench to try and see if it comes out. He licks his thumb and tries harder, but to no avail. He gets an angry face and calls for the bell. Sabrina steps into the ring and MJ talks to her a bit before continuing to try to get the blood off his shirt�?/P>

"Just Lose It" by Eminem hits while Brandon’s staying as far away from MJ as possible while still watching. MJ shakes his head and says something to Sabrina again before desperately trying to get the blood off his shirt.

Fecca" Welcome back folks ,if you are just joining us you have missed helluva show so far. MJ Storm is back in PWT finally and has his sights set on that Peoples Strap once again"

Styles" Don't put that cart before the jackasses quite yet Bobsie. First he must get through the likes of Brandon Marks and the always tough Matt Matlock at Criminal Intent"

Collective"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Fecca" Ok that was funny"

Styles" Did you see how I almost kept a straight face, damn I'm good"

Fecca" Well....No...No you aren't ,but that was funny. It looks like Storm's I'm gonna sue you tactics have finally paid off. Though it seems odd that MJ would be the Peoples Champ, the people hate him"

Styles" Pfft...Give them a shiny new nickel and some free beer and these slugs will think he is the second coming of christ"

Fecca" Well we go from a Storm to a Winter chill...Its time for Isabell Winters to do what so many others have tried and shut that sick freak NovaCaine up for good"

Styles" Look I love Izzy, I wish I could make her wife ninety six ,but Nova is a damn predator and while Izzy is probably the best female wrestler we have on the roster today, I don't like her chances against the Leader of all mankind"

Fecca" Ninety Six? I thought it was Ninety Five"

Styles" Nah you keep forgetting that fat Amish girl I married to get a free horse......I miss that horse"

Fecca" Lets go up to Sabrina for the introductions"

Sabrina is waiting in the ring playing to the crowd to keep them hyped up even after the slack jaw reaction we seen to Lock, Stock and two loaded losers..

Sabrina" Our next match of this evening is scheduled for one fall with a thirty minute time limit.."

As soon as the dulcit beginning of Devil's Rejects begins the crowd rise to their feet in unison to boo and scream in hatred for the patriarch of the Caine Clan. The lights flicker then go out completely with only the flash of cameras and the overhead spotlights circling as they look for the always illusive NovaCaine....The lights center on a spot about midway up through the crowd where security rush to keep the people  back with the appearance of NovaCaine...Nova flashes that trademark smirk and starts to slowly make his way through the crowd stopping to jaw with the fans, making sure that just about everyone in the building hates him.

Sabrina" Coming first to the ring, hailing from Ward Seven at Sulphur Springs Sanitarium this is Novacaaaaaaaaaaaineeee"

Fecca" Ya know I did some research into this whole ward seven stuff and it turns out before Sulphur Springs was closed for several violations of patient care. Ward Seven was where they kept their most violent offenders"

Styles" Not really suprising to hear. I think Nova has proven time and time again that he will do what it takes to get that victory. Something I fully expect him to do at Criminal Intent against DANTE...I think DANTE could be facing his toughest challenge to date in PWT when he faces this man."

Fecca" Could be the match of the year no doubt"

Styles" Yeah Novacaine and DANTE will be awesome"

Fecca" Why are you doing that?"

Styles" Doing What?"

Fecca" Emphasizing Dante's name everytime you say it"

Styles" Because DANTE says he don't get mentioned enough on Shockwave and that being the champion he needs more mentions. So I just want him to know that I'm here to help"

Fecca" Trying to annoy him huh?"

Styles" Hell yeah...DANTE is the DANTE-est of all the DANTE's I know"

Fecca" Ok...Now you are annoying me , shut up"

Nova slips over the security railing and leaps up onto the ring apron , springboarding in over the top rope to a chorus of boos cranking up their volume. Nova walks across the ring giving a little hip thrust at Sabrina with a coy wink that pretty much gets a disgusted look in return. He steps the corner and leans back against the turnbuckle waiting for his opponent

Sabrina" An his opponent"

The lights go out in the arena, and "Head for the Barricade" by Limp Bizkit starts to blare on the P.A. system. The crowd turns their attention to the ramp, as Isabell Winters steps out from behind the black curtains. She is met to a loud mixed reaction as fans are unsure of who they hate more. . Isabell raises her arms in a taunting fashion at the top of the ramp, and gives a cocky grin. After this she begins to elegantly walk down the aisle to the ring with a look of confidence on her face.

Sabrina" She hails from Los Angeles, California....This is Isabell Winterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrsss"

As she gets farther down the ramp, a few fans reach out their hands to get slapped, in which she goes out of her way to ignore them. She walks up the steel steps, before stepping through the bottom rope into the ring. She goes to the center of the ring and poses for a bit. Finally she goes to a corner, and stretches delicately, as her music fades to silence.

Fecca" Wow Izzy is an absolute beauty to bad she has such a rotten attitude"

Styles" Us pretty people have a right to have an attitude. We have to deal with all you uggos staring at us constantly"

Sabrina beats a quick exit to the floor and referee Mitch Roberts calls for the bell. Nova drops to his knees looking at Izzy,licking his lips. Izzy gives him a repulsed look and stalks along the ropes sizing up this oddity from the Clan. Nova sleeks across the ring on his hands and knees looking at Izzy like she is a fine piece of Filet Mignon he is about to devour.

Fecca" This man sickens me more and more each time I see him. All week he has been making suggestive comments towards Izzy and now look at him. He is crawling towards her like some kind of damn animal"

Styles" Marcus told me Izzy likes to have men crawl to her. Maybe this is a just a mating ritual"

Fecca"Highly unlikely...Izzy has the man she wants and she would never turn in the King for the court jester"

Styles" Soooo telling Nova you said that"

Izzy steps towards Nova who quickly pops up to his feet staring down at the much smaller Winters. She looks for the collar and elbow tie up suprising everyone that she would look to go technical in a match. They lock up and Izzy pushes against the cancerous one trying to shove him back towards the ropes,but being outweighed by a hundred pounds or better doesn't really help her out in this situation. Nova suddenly drops his arms breaking free of the tie up and wrapping them around Izzy grabbing two handfuls of that Goddess booty and giving it a firm squeeze. The guys in the crowd hoot and hollar wishing it was their hands , while the gals boo and smack their men for screaming...

Fecca" Disgusting"

Styles" Ohhh go watch your Juneau tapes , thats grade A tail feather in there...I would be grabbing it aswell..Maybe I should get in line"

Izzy shoves Nova away and smacks him sharply to the face brining a  loud cracking sound that brings a gasp from the audience and leaves a handprint on Nova's cheek.

Fecca" Izzy just slapped the taste outta his mouth...Why don't you go get in line for that aswell Eddie?"

Styles" Because someone has to keep you from spoiling our ratings"

Nova's head snapped back from the slap,but he quickly jerked his face back staring at Izzy and smiling like the Cheshire cat.

Fecca" I think the sick freak likes it"

Styles" If he likes pain like that I should introduce him to ex-wife sixty four"

Fecca"Oh?.. was she into the kinky stuff?"

Styles" Not really,but she did hit me with a waffle iron once"

Izzy glares at Nova taking a swing at his head ,but Nova grabs Izzy's wrist cranking it backwards and drawing back like he is going to blast her right in that perfect face. Izzy quickly kicks him to the gut breaking free of him and hitting the ropes...Nova doubles over momentairly and Izzy charges at him with the momentum of the ropes behind her...She looks for a flying forearm ,but Nova catches her in mid-air and seems to be trying to kiss her..

Fecca" Ref...Do you damn job and break this up"

Styles" Jealous its not you"

Fecca" Well maybe a little"

Styles" To bad,  I don't think Nova kisses dudes

Fecca" Thats not what I meant...Damn you"

Izzy is struggling to get away from Nova and rakes him to the eyes once again breaking free from him and firing in several stiff rights and lefts to his upper body. Nova backs up a step and the fans are actually starting to get behind the Izz.....Izzy swings at Nova one to many times though and Nova is able to duck it and grab her in a waist lock, he picks her up into the air with a bearhug making sure to bury his face in her cleavage...

Fecca" This man needs a woman"

Styles" Right now I think he needs a bib...Looks like its dinner time"

Izzy and Nova are struggling with each other when out onto the ramp comes The Marcus of Johnson or as we like to call him the security Mutt...He races towards the ring like a man on a mission.

Fecca" What the hell is Marcus doing out here? Surely he wouldn't wanna save Izzy after all that she has done to him"

Styles" Its hard to forget your first piece of primo as----"

Fecca" EDDIE!!"

Marcus slides into the ring and Nova drops Izzy looking at Johnson with his confused get the fuck outta here expression...Izzy was about to waylay Nova with another shot when she notices Marcus aswell, both competitors eyes lock with Marcus neither sure who he is here to attack,but Marcus doesn't take a step towards either instead he runs across the ring and leaps over the top rope on the otherside and down to the floor scrambling over the announce table and into the crowd.

Fecca" I think its finally happened...Marcus has lost his mind"

Styles" The hell he has...Look!!"

The troll troops emerge from the back apparently still in pursuit of some Johnson ...They race down to the ring like a pack of damn zombies looking for a brain and come sliding through...Annalia Rossdale gives Nova the bird and leaps out of the ring on the otherside with lust in her eyes ,apparently Carlos isn't laying the cubano pipe right and she is after some Muttly Meat aswell...Annalia comes over the announce table..

Fecca" Aaaahhhh!!!"

Styles" Don't hurt me I'm to pretty"

Annalia leaps into the crowd looking for Marcus...Lori and the barfly sisters stop in the ring though with Lori looking at Nova and licking her lips..She says something to the bar flies and they all run at Nova...Nova isn't about to find out what they want from him as he dives outta the ring and leaps the security rail into the crowd taking off like a jackrabbit.

Fecca" Runnnnn Fatboy Runnnnnn"

Styles" Nova isn't fat"

Fecca'" I know I was just trying to get a cheap plug in for the movie..They bought sponsorship time"

Lori and the Barfly girls don't pursue Nova because they know he is a sprinter and they aren't catching his ass no matter how fast tards can run...which isn't all that fast. Lori and the bar flies then turn their attention to Izzy with Christina and Lori both having bi-sexual tendancies Izzy needs to be very scared at the moment...Elizabeth seems more interested in Izzy's crown then in her mound though...Izzy don't run like the boys though and the girls rush her...Izzy kicks Christina to the gut since this girl isn't really a great wrestler she stumbles back shocked from the shot..Elizabeth drills Izzy in the side of the head shoving her back into the corner...Lori and Liz whip Izzy from the corner sending her into the far turnbuckle...They charge at her and Izzy comes sprinting back from the corner with a double clothesline taking both girls down...Mitch Roberts is calling for the bell trying to break them up ,but he gets punched in his twig and berries by Christina and tossed to the floor.

Fecca"Ohhh low blow"

Styles"Maybe he will let you ice those for him later"

Fecca" I'm not GAY!!"

Styles" Don't tell me, tell your boyfriend"

Izzy is waiting when Liz comes to her feet hitting her with a vicious roundhouse kick knocking the smartest of the Barsi sisters through the ropes to the floor. Lori comes up swinging she catches Izzy with a couple good shots before irish whipping her into the ropes and looking for the backdrop on the rebound..Izzy stops short hooks Lori's head driving her into the mat with the DDT...Christina isn't about to let her woman get hurt like this even if she can't fight that well..She tries to stomp on Izzy,but the Goddess-elect grabs her foot and spins her around knocking her to the mat and coming up onto her feet with the ankle lock.

Fecca" Lovely Lock!!"

Styles" I don't think its so lovely for Christina"

Christina is just out matched and is quickly tapping that mat in submission...Izzy lets go of the lock after cranking it tightly several times and drags Christina up to her feet..She whips her into Lori who was just stumbling up to her feet and knocks both of them to the floor to a huge ovation from the crowd.

Fecca" Izzy just beat up half of the diva roster here"

Styles" Yeah,but its the lower half"

Izzy stands in the middle of the ring celebrating in that pompous way of hers which turns those cheers to boos ,but right back to cheers when someone leaps the ringside barricade and comes flying into the ring taking Izzy down with a spear and sending the girls into a tussle.

Fecca"GEORIGA!!"

Styles"CATFIGHT!!!!"

Izzy scampers away from Gee scrambling outta the ring and running towards the back with Gee in hot pursuit...

Fecca" My god this match just went from perverted to pure insanity"

Styles"Well when you combine Four Trolls , Two goddesses , A cancer and a Little Johnson running for his life you get mayhem"

Fecca"Throw in a Partridge in a Pear tree and you got a song"

Sabrina" Ladies and gentlemen this match has been ruled a No Contest!!"

Fecca" We will be right back with Kimberly Pain versus TOG and we will be joined by S.A Syko for guest commentary as his match with Kimberly for the Titanium title quickly approaches"

[ The cameras return from commercial and we see Sabrina standing in the ring, Mic in hand.

"Clickity Clank�?Clickity Clank�?The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
Clickity Clank�?Clickity Clank�?The Money Goes Into My Piggy Bank
I’ll Getatcha�?

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[ A Mixed version of the Caine Clan Anthem (God’s Gonna Cut You Down" by Johnny Cash) and The Corporate Theme (Piggy Bank by Fifty Cent) continues blasting over the PA as the lights over the crowd are out and green and red lights are flashing about. Finally from behind the curtain steps Javen, prancing slightly before glaring out to the booing fans. Following behind with his trademark Arrogant/Power swagger steps WallStreet, glaring out to the opposite side of fans.

[ The two make their way down the ramp.

[ The mixed entrance theme fades away as both Javen and Wall$treet are in the ring taunting the fans. They move to their corner, discussing perhaps some strategy for this match. Our great PWT fans are still jeering them until the lights fade after just coming back on. The fans nearly blow the roof off the arena as "Kryptonite" by 3 Doors Down kicks up over the speakers. The PWT-a-vision tron is filled with the video of Christian Michaels in action both in PWT and the ICWA. As "Kryptonite" continues to play the video on the tron shows that fateful moment when CM superkicks Wally off Damien Collins.......The superkick replays......The superkick replays a third time...

[ The video sets up one more time as the cameras catch an annoyed Wall$treet watchin on in the irng.. CM flies out of the corner, extends his leg and BOOM! Just as the kick connects, sending Wally flying off Collins, there's an explosion of pyro from the stage! The smoke clearing to reveal the Southern Heartthrob standing with his back to the crowd. CM's arms are stretched out in that Jericho fashion before he spins around to face the ring. The fans are cheeringa nd reaching out over the guardrails as Michaels makes his way down the ramp. CM makes the effort to slap as many of those hands as he can. At the bottom of the ramp Christian pauses to await his partner.

[ In the ring Wall$treet and Javen are inviting CM to come on in. But he's not gonna fall for that folks. CM points up the ramp as Sabrina introduces himself and then Shadow.

[ These great fans of course express their love an adulation for The Heartthrob.

[ And again the fans pop loudly. Yet there's no kicking on of Shadow's theme. There's simply.....nothing happening. And realizing this the fans cheers slowly die down. CM looks up the ramp in confusion.

[ Javen and Wall$treet are in the ring pointing and laughing at Michaels. CM looks to the ringa nd back up the ramp. Referee Jim Richards asks The Heartthrob to make a choice. Either get in the ring and have a handicap match, or he can just forfeit.

[ Apparently though his opponents think he might. Wall$treet and Javen already have tehir arms raised in victory. But suddenly their eyes go wide as CM peels off his Criminal Intent shirt and tosses it to the crowd. CM then charges forward and slides under the bottom rope. Sabrina scrambles her tail out of there as the bell rings. Javen an Wally are quickly on top of CM putting the boots to him. They rip Michaels to his feet, pushing him back against the ropes and then sending him across the ring with a double Irish whip. CM hits the farside ropes and rebounds off. $treet and Javen are looking for a double clothesline but instead Wally takes a spear from Michaels!

[ He moves to a side mount in an instant and is raining down his taped left hand repeatedly to Wally's forehead. Javen figures out what happened and grabs two handfuls of his big brother's hair. He pulls CM off Wally and to his feet. Javen looks to nail CM with a right hand but its blocked! CM fires off several rights of his own that rock Javen all the way to the ropes. A strong European uppercut by CM sends Javen up and over the top rope. Javen landing on the apron and then rolling off onto the floor. Here comes a recovered Wall$treet charging in. Christian dips his left shoulder and flips Wally up and over the top as well bah gawd king! The fans are going nuts.

[ Suddenly the fans get even louder. On the outside of the ring Javen and Wally are back to their feet right next to one another. But in the ring CM charges for a corner, springs to the top turnbuckle, and then springs to the outside with a HIGH cross body block taking out Javen and Wally!

[ We're still outside the ring with CM getting to his feet first. Guess that happens when ya got a couple people to break your fall. Michaels pulls Javen to his feet and rolls him into the ring. CM goes to climb on the apron and prolly get in himself, but he's grabbed by Wall$treet. CM turns, staying seated on the apron, and fights Wally off with a couple right hand shots to the face. Oh but he forgot about Javen dammit. Javen with a baseball slide to CM's back, sending him off and into the ringside guardrails. Wally quickly captilizes nailing CM with a strong right hand as he got up. $treet then slamming CM's face off the top of the guardrail. Michaels staggers back and then gets rammed backfirst into the turnpost by Wally! CM falls to his knees holding his lower back. Wall$treet grabs a handful of hair and the back of CM's pants to roll him back in the ring. Javen for a quick cover here. ONE..........TWO...........NO! CM is just able to kick out there. Javen claims it was a three but the ref won't change his mind. So instead of wasting more time Javen gets to his feet. He grabs his big brother and pulls CM to his feet as well. Javen then snapping a suplex on CM to focus on the back. Michaels sits up holding that lower back again. He rolls to his hands an knees to get up, but Javen with a well-placed kick to that wound to CM's side thanks to the Immortal Glory match with Nova. Michaels screams in pain as he flips to his back and grabs at that wound.

[ Javen looks to stay on the attack, but CM rolls away to the ropes. This amuses Javen so he doesn't head right after his brother. Instead he lets CM pull himself to his feet. Javen then decides to charge at CM. WHAM! Christian Michaels explodes into Javen with a clothesline! The fans loudly cheer while Wall$treet's eyes just about pop out of his head. He starts yelling for Javen to get up. CM though makes a pin. ONE........TWO........KICKOUT! Javen shooting his left shoulder off the mat. Both brothers to their feet afterwards. Javen swings with a wild punch that CM ducks. The punch though had such force behind it that Javen spins his back to CM. Michaels quickly taking a waistlock on his lil brother. But Javen escapes after a couple elbows to the injured side of Christian. The Southern Heartthrob releasing his waistlock and stumbling to a corner. This time Javen quickly comes in and nails his brother with a clothesline in the corner. But then he switches, wrapping the opposite arm around CM's neck and brings him out of the corner for a bulldog. Pin by Javen that nets another two count. He pops up and gets all in Richards' face. Then suddenly Javen's pulled back and rolled into a school boy pin! CM even pulls the pants! ONE.........TWO...........THRE-NO! Wall$treet into the ring and breaks up the pin. Richards jumps up and starts demanding Wall$treet get out the ring. Meanwhile ole Wally wants to point out that CM had the pants of Javen's hooked.

[ As Wally is arguing with teh ref, Javen gets to his feet. Looks like maybe he's planning a piledriver for his big brother. We'll never really know because CM drops away and then delivers an uppercut shot to his lil brother's family jewels! He doubles over and CM gets up and nails a ddt on Javen. Gets back up from that and Wally shoves Richards aside. He charges across the ring and blasts CM with a clothesline from behind. Wally with osme unkind words as Richards comes over and is threatening a DQ if $treet doesn't leave the ring.

[ Shockwave goes to commercial as Richards starts his ten count on CM an Javen.

*COMMERCIAL BREAK*

[ After the last commercials for tonight's show, we're back to the action. CM is backed into the corner of Wall$treet and Javen with Javen working his big brother over. Again and again Javen delivers a back elbow to CM. He finally makes a tag to Wall$treet. Javen puts his shoulder into CM's gut to make sure he can't go anywhere. $treet into the ring and delivers a right hand that seems to knock CM out completely. Javen steps out now and then $treet whips CM across the ring to the corner directly opposite them. Michaels turns into the corner and his back absorbs a hell of a blow. The Heartthrob dropping down to a knee, his holding the top rope the only reason he's not all the way down. Here comes Wally over and he forces CM back into the corner completely. And then just delivers a very stiff knife-edgde chop.

WOOOOOOOOO!

[ Another chop

WOOOOOOOOO!

[ Wally delivers a third chop. But before the fans can "WOOO" about it, CM rakes the Corporate Icon across the eyes! This sends Wally out of the corner swiping at his eyes. he getsthe vision cleared and with a look of hatred charges towards Michaels in that corner. CM though holds the top ropes and brings his feet up directly into Wall$treet's face! The Corporate Icon is down and CM goes to the middle rope! Leg drop from the middle rope by Michaels! ONE.............TWO...............NO! $treet shoots the shoulder off the mat.

[ Even though he only came off the middle rope, CM was jarred by that legd rop. He slowly gets up holding his side. Unfortunatelyf or him Wall$treet was up too. CM swings with a punch that puts him offbalance. $treet leans back and then before CM can fall to the mat catches Michaels in the classic abdominal stretch. Right away CM is screaming in agony. Richards over asking if he wants to give it up.

[ The fans start trying to rally CM to power out. And he starts shakinga nd tries to draw up every bit of energy he can to hip toss Wally. But its no good! CM just can't draw enough. And then suddenly the tron flickers and switches to a shot backstage. The fans cheer upon seeing Shadow! But he's standing in front of a monitor watching this instead of coming out here to save his partner.

[ But still Shadow just stands by the monitor watching. Then Ciara Cage walks up to Shadow.

[ Shadow smirks.

[ With that Shadow walks off. Back in the ring Wall$treet's eyes are huge as he and Javen realize they've been played hard. He turns and tells Javen to get in the ring. Javen jumps upa nd the two begin to beat Michaels down. Suddenly though the crowd goes nuts! The big curtain moves around and then suddenly Shadow is charging through. He darts down the ramp and slides into the ring. Javen and Wally abandon CM and goes for Shadow. But he ducks under a double clothesline. They turn around and Shadow connects with a dropkick to both! Javen pops right back upa nd runs at Shadow again. This time he gets a deep arm drag! This time Javen decides maybe he should roll outside the ring.

[ Shadow turns around as Wall$treet is coming at him. The Corporate Icon finds himself taking a hard right. A chop! A right! Another chop! All the way back into the corner. Shadow heads to the center of the ring now. Just as he takes off for the corner CM accidentily crawls in front of Wall$treet on his hands an knees, still feeling the effects of the beatdown moments ago. But this doesn't throw Shadow off at all. Instead he steps off CM's back and delivers a picture perfect "Poetry In Motion" to Wall$treet!

[ CM drops to his stomach and rolls under the bottom rope onto the apron. And once he's moved Wally walks from the corner and face-plants just like The Nature Boy. The fans cheering loudly ta see Wally eat mat. Both Shadow and Wall$treet get to their feet. A swing for a clothesline by Wally is ducked under by Shadow. he jumps up behind $treet and nails the Corporate icon with Carlito's backstabber. Wall$treet bounces off Shadow's knees and sells like his back was just been snapped in half! Shadow makes the corver for the ONE.............TWO...............THR-NO! Javen breaks up the pin by yanking Shadow off Wall$treet. And he keeps hold of that ankle pulling til Shadow hops up to one leg. Javen talks a lil smack Shadow. In response Shadow delivers an enzaguri kick! Javen is actually knocked a flip by the impact of the kick and rolls back to the outside.

[ Shadow gets up after delivering the kick. he turns back for Wall$treet..........right into a MASSIVE spinebuster!

[ Pin by Wall$treet. ONE..............TWO..............THRE-KICKOUT! Shadow rolls his shoulder up right as the ref's arm was about to hit the mat. Like his partner earlier, Wally popped up and started telling Richards he was blinde as a bat. And yet again Richards will not be intimidated here. H e stands his ground and a displaeased Wally turns back to Shadow. PWT's Dark Knight to hisknees now. Wall$treet saunters over and before he can do anything Shadow starts to fire off lefts and rights to the mid-section. The fans are back in this now as Shadow fights back from his knees. He gets to his feet and rocks Wall$treet all the way to the ropes. Javen reaches over and makes a blinde tag as Shadow grabs a side headlock on Wally. The ref makes the symbol for a tag but that too is unnoticed by Shadow. He tries to take Wally across the ringf or a bulldog. But the Corporate Icon instead lifts Shadow up and walks him toward sthe ropes. Looks like he's going to toss Shadow from the ring. NO! Shadow puts his feet on the top rope and pushes backwards, shifting his weight to make Wally turn. So instead of flying over the top Shadow reverses and nails a Stratisfaction bulldog!

[ Shadow going up top now! Javen runs across teh apron to interfere but he's kicked back by Shadow. Then there's a commotion in the crowd.

[ She jumps the barricade from the front row. Midnight hops onto the apron and shoves Shadow from the top rope. He flips into the ring and hits not but mat. The fans momentarily booing, but those boos turn to rowdy cheers as Ciara Cage sprints down the ramp!

[ Ciara jerks Midnight off the apron and lays into her. Forearm shot after forearms hot to Midnight. The evil vampiress is finally clotheslined down. Javen hops off the apron and he spins Ciara around. She's ready though and delivers a kick right between the legs! He hobbles off to the steps and the crowd is really behind Ciara Cage right now. But dammit all here comes Plague down the ramp! She ties into it with Ciara and they fight their way back up the ramp and to the back.

[ Sure enough, Shadow is in a corner being worked over by Wally. Lefts and rights are rocking Shadow damned near over the top rope. Wait a minute! It looks like the Southern Heartthrob has recovered! He's in the ring and charges to the rescue. CM jerking Wally around and starts unloading right hands like they're going out of style. Michaels gets his nemesis stunned and wobbly. He plants the left foot..

[ Wall$treet see's it coming and falls away to the side. Unfortunately for Shadow whow as stepping from the corner, he didn't see it coming. WHAM! Superkick connects and sends Shadow out of the ring between the middle and top ropes.

[ CM is looking over the ropes down to Shadow on the floor. Christian trying to apologize to his partner and friend. But he's spun around by Wall$treet! Kick to the gut by Wally. He has CM set-up for the "Stock Market Crash". The Corporate iconw ants it in the center of teh ring though. He walks CM, hooked up for it, to the center. Wally goes to jump up and deliver his finisher, but suddenly CM gets his arms free of Wally's grasp! CM yanks the legs from under Wally. He holds Wally's ankles and flips over into a bridging pin! ONE.................TWO......................THREE..........FOUR...........FIVE! No ref! He's still out! So the Heartthrob breaks his own pin. CM pops up and is calling for the "Just Like That" as $treet gets up.

[ NO! Christian hooks his arm around Wall$treet's neck, but then CM's head is yanked back. Javen hooks his big brother up for and nails the reverse twist of fate!

[ The crowd boos as Javen makes teh cover. Finally the ref comes to and makes his count. ONE.......................TWO..............................THREE!!! The bell rings and the crowd is pissed and booing.

[ "God's Gonna Cut Ya Down" blares as Javen and $treet stand up victorious.

[ Wall$treet and Javen exit the irnga nd start to back up the ring. They're joined by Midnight and she hooks her left arm with Wally's right. He looks confused, apparently not made aware by Javen that he'd been whored out tos ecure Midnight's assistance. And meanwhile in the ring Shadow has finally gotten back in. CM is getting up and Shadow walks right over and gets in his face.