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HARDCORE HELL

Date - Wednesday, Novemeber 19th
Venue - Angel Arena, Grand Rapids, Michigan
Theme: "Depths of Hell" by Iced earth
Deadline - 4PM Eastern Wednesday
24 Hour Deadline

Main Event
PWT Championship
TerrorDome
SEIFER
V
DREW STEVENSON
(When PWT re-opened its doors both these men made it clear that becoming PWT Champion was their main goal. Now after making it to the end of the tournament, they find themselves with the chance of walking out of Hardcore Hell as the first PWT Champion of the Third Era. Only thing is not only do they have to beat their opponent, but they've got to survive the steel asylum known as the TerrorDome! Standing thirty feet above the arena floor and surrounded by cold red steel, the only way to win is to climb to the top and escape through the hole.)

Semi Main Event
PWT Titanium Championship
SUMMER STRATUS
V
XAVIER HOMICIDE (c)
(Xavier returned to PWT still the Titanium Champion and his friend Summer won the title shot in an Over The Top Battle Royal. Now we'll see if the saying holds true that good friends, are better enemies.)

Femme Fatale Championship
LORI ANNE
V
GEORGIA JAMES (c)
(Lori Anne and her crew faced off against the returning championess and was able to survive ten minutes to secure this shot. Question is, will Lori's Crew get involved and can "Thee Glorified Goddess" retain?)

PWT Backyard Championship
Backyard Rules
JAVEN
V
BANCH MORGAN
V
JAY STYLES
(It was announced that the Backyard title was vacant and Javen became the first man to be entered into the fray. After seeing the efforts of both the returning Styles and the rookie Morgan it was decided that they'd get the shot!)

Welcome to Hardcore Hell!
CON ESCOBAR
V
LEAKY FORMAT
(Con's recently has been showing people how talented he is and now he steps up to face the man who defeated CM at the Grand Finale. Can the "Army of Me" take him down or will PWT get the wet down? The question remains..)

Welcome to Hardcore Hell!
CIARA CAGE
V
TJ BRYCE
(What a way to kick off the show, the former Femme Fatale Champion returns against the newly signed TJ Bryce! We know Ciara's good and from PWT's sister federation, FWA, we know TJ Bryce is good too. So this should be good!)

*Card subject to Change

Results

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Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ Backstage we open up on the lovely Shauna Lane with a big smile on her face.

Shauna: Hello PWT fans and welcome to the free view of Hardcore Hell!! The pay per view will start in thirty minutes as you can see the countdown coming onto your TV screens as we speak.

[ As she was saying that a countdown timer was set in the bottom right corner of the screen. Frank Mason is seen stepping into the picture now, as unusual as this is it looks like the referee is about to promo?

Shauna: I’d like to welcome in Mr. Frank Mason at this time. Frank how are you?

Frank: Good Shauna.

Shauna: Tonight on free TV PWT is offering a hardcore battle royal before the pay per view begins. Our special way of giving as much as possible to the fans, can you tell us who and what will be involved in this match.

Frank: Well what’s involved is basically a bunch of hard working wrestlers in PWT who haven’t caught their break yet are going to battle it out in the ring where anything and everything is completely 100% legal! These men are wanting to show management that they’re ready and have what it takes to take on the Backyard champion. Now this is not a number one contenders match but rather a contest to show who might be able to fight for contention at a later date. As for who all is involved, well it’s basically an open invitation. It’s open to anyone not currently booked on the pay per view.

[ The Bullet Brothers all of a sudden make their way in from the left of the picture dressed for action.

Kurt: You can go ahead and stop talking this match up right now Franky boy cause when the Bullet Brothers are involved nothing else matters anymore!! You see Shauna this is how me and my brother have it worked out. We’re gonna beat the daylights outta anyone of them yankee bastards that get in our way eliminating everybody one by damn one until it’s down to the most talented tag team in PWT history!!

"I DON’T THINK SO!!!"

[ That New One Guy steps in from the right side of the picture now.

TNOG: You boys think you got what it takes to beat the Tee Oh Gee? I DON’T THINK SO!!

[ Jackie Lee and Bruce Chan now enter the scene.

Jackie: Before you American idiots get too ahead of yourselves, how are you going to win when Jackie Lee is winning?

Bruce: Whoa Jackie. You’re a talented man, but it shall be I who goes on to defeat Javen for his Backyard championship!!

[ Now That other guy enters the picture.

TOG2: How can you even think you’ll have a chance at victory when I’m involving myself in this match!?

[ All of the guys start arguing getting in each others faces with Shauna and Mason stuck in the middle, all pushing on each other and yelling that they’re going to win. A shadow of a big figure engulfs all of them now from behind the camera as Shauna and Frank first look way up and then all the fighting stops at once as they all look at whoever walked up.

Frank: It’s uh, time to get to the ring guys�?BR>
[ We switch out to ringside now as the Iced Earth theme for the PPV is playing. All of the previously seen wrestlers start making their way out one by one getting into the ring all carrying various weapons. Tables are set up in each corner of the ring along with a shopping cart full of weapons and a few trash cans full of weapons in the middle of the ring.

Fecca: Welcome to the Free View fans and soon to be HARDCORE HELL!!!

Styles: This is definitely going to be a snooze fest. Look at this collection of nobodies climbing into the ring.

Fecca: I don’t know I think this has the potential to steal the show. All these young guys itching for a break and here’s their chance to shine on PPV format.

Styles: Yeah right, the only thing that’s gonna be shining tonight that PWT Championship after Seifer polishes it up with Drew’s face!

[ The bell ring as all the guys slowly start to step towards each other but before a single punch can be thrown something very familiar hits over the speakers.

"DUE TO THE GRAPHIC NATURE OF THIS CONTEST…LISTENER DISCRETION…IS ADVISED."

[ The crowd explodes with Edgecrusher by Fear Factory playing, obviously not expecting to see the long absent Enforcer of the 4 Horsemen making an appearance unannounced out of nowhere. Cross makes his way out on the stage dressed in a pair of black baggy jeans some black boots and a white muscle shirt he pulls off and throws into the crowd. He pulls his elbow pads up from his taped fists to his elbows where they belong on his way down the aisle.

Sabrina: Ladies and gentlemen. The final participant in tonights Hardcore Invitational. He is the enforcer of the Horsemen. The Lord of the Underground. THIS…IS…CRRROOOOOSSSSSS!!!!!

Styles: I TAKE THAT BACK BOBBY BOY!! THE BIGGEST STAR OF THEM ALL IS HERE!

Fecca: And by biggest he really means the BIGGEST! I think that mammoth has actually gotten bigger!

Styles: Cross looks like he’s in the best shape of his career!

[ Cross makes his way up the steps and climbs into the ring as his theme song blasts on around them. Cross steps right into the center of the ring like he’s challenging everyone at once. Both TOG’s sprint at the big man who decimates them with a HARD double clothesline causing them both to do back flips. Lee and Chan are next to try as they both run at the big man who back drops them both over the top rope to the floor.

Styles: Did you SEE the air they got on that!?

[ The Bullet’s both with chairs on either side of Cross attempt a conchairto and Cross amazingly sticks both hands out to the side stopping each chair shot with the palms of his hands. He closes his fists up and punches both chairs back into the Bullet’s faces knocking them both down on their backs.

Fecca: THE POWER OF THIS MAN IS AMAZING!!

[ Cross walks over and empties out a trash can dropping kendo sticks a fire extinguisher and a wooden guitar out. He picks up the guitar and smashes it over That One Guy’s head causing him to fall flat on his ass. That other guy runs up swinging a kendo stick but Cross takes the shot to the ribs and over hooks it with his arm grabbing TOG by the throat. Cross lifts him up and runs forward choke slamming TOG through the table set up in the corner. Kurt Bullet staggers to his feet and turns around getting speared by Cross through the table in the opposite corner. Greg Bullet now gets up and Cross kicks him in the gut, then steps over his neck lifting him up for a power bomb. Cross runs forward and Border Tosses him from the middle of the ring to the corner putting him through a table. Cross drags Greg out into the center of the ring and then the same with Kurt standing with a foot on each of their chests making a pin. 1...2...3!!

Sabrina: The Bullet Brothers have been ELIMINATED!!

[ Lee springboards off the top rope and Cross catches him by the waist and spins around with a Black Hole Slam crashing him right on top of the fire extinguisher. Cross stays on top for the cover. 1...2...3!!

Sabrina: Jackie Lee has been ELIMINATED!!

[ Bruce Chan comes flying off the top rope now too as Cross side steps him by casually walking off to the side ala Samoa Joe. Chan hit’s the mat and rolls forward getting back to his feet then sprinting back at Cross who catches him with a huge boot to the face turning him inside out. Cross grabs another table from the corner and sets it up then walks over grabbing Chan by the throat picking him up to his feet and setting him up on the top rope. He follows up and throws Chan off with a huge release belly to belly through the table. He crawls over making the pin. 1...2...3!!!

Sabrina: Bruce Chan has been ELIMINATED!!

Fecca: I think it’s safe to say who’s winning this match.

Styles: The way he’s man handling these guys is just extraordinary. They might not be the most talented in the world but it’s six men he’s throwing around like children out there!

[ That One Guy slowly gets up to his feet as Cross plants a boot in his gut then nails the Equalizer. That other guy comes forward now catching a forearm to the face. Cross grabs him by the arms topping him from falling before planting a boot in his gut and locking arms up lifting him up and dropping him with the Shadows Fall Vertibreaker.

Fecca: That’s a career ending move right there!

[ Cross rolls out of the ring and looks under the ring sliding out a table. He lifts the apron back up and slides out another, he slides both tables into the ring and looks out to the crowd holding up a finger saying he’s not done yet. He gets back under the ring and this time drags out a twenty foot ladder and the fans go nuts. Cross puts the ladder in the ring and slides in after standing it up first near the ropes. He then sets up one table and places That other guy on top.

Styles: I got a feeling this is gonna be bad for Those guys!

[ Cross sets the other table up on top of the first with TOG sandwiched in the middle. He grab That one guy placing him on his shoulders in a fireman’s carry and starts climbing the huge ladder with TOG on his shoulders. Cross lays TOG on his stomach across the top of the ladder and climbs over his back to the other side of the ladder double under hooking both of TOG’s arms and lifting him upside down in a piledriver position as the crowd goes wild.

Fecca: Oh my GOD!! Not the Cat Smasher from that high!!

Styles: DO IT!! HE’S GONNA DO IT AND HE’S GONNA KILL BOTH OF THOSE GUYS WITH ONE SHOT!!

[ Cross jumps off the top of the ladder with a double underhook piledriver on That One Guy crashing through the top table and into That Other Guy on the first table as the crowd goes absolutely insane. Cross rolls over as the referee comes in removing table fragments off of everyone. Both of Those Guys are piled up on top of each other laying in a cross shape with both men’s shoulders flat on the mat. Cross crawls forward putting himself on top of both men. 1...2...3!!! The bell rings with the three count as Cross sits up and slowly gets to his feet with the referee raising his hand in victory.

Sabrina: That One Guy and That Other Guy have been ELIMINATED!!! Your winner of the match…CRRRROOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!!

[ Edgecrusher blasts over the sound system again as we’re now ready for Hardcore Hell to begin.

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ The pre-ppv free-for-all show has just come to an end. Cross is standing victorious in the ring as the screen fades to black. Everyone watching live on ppv stares at the black until finally the warning about illegal receipt of the broadcast. Once again we fade to black, but then quickly a picture of PWT's mother, Hardcore Angel appears on-screen.

[ A voiceover picking up now.

It has been seven years since Hardcore Angel, the mother of PWT, was tragically lost.... She passed on from this world long before her time from injuries suffered in her last match....

[ Briefly images flash of that brutal match from seven years ago. These are quickly followed by those of her funeral.

In the seven years since her death...

[ A flash of her tombstone

And thanks in no small part to the men and women who work for PWT in all capacities, her dream for producing the premiere wrestling promotion on the MSN circuit lives on til this day.....

[ We see flashes of PWT through the years. From the times of Hexus, Syck, Hardcore Angel herself, Freak, The Jakal, and Executioner....On to the times of David Van Dam, Christian Michaels, Daddymack (not of SEF fame), Fyre, Nic e Dangerously, and Powertrip.....On through to today and the times of Seifer, Drew Stevenson, Wall$treet, Georgia James, Bobby & Image Johnson, and even that bastard Novacaine....

Tonight we celebrate the memory of Hardcore Angel........PWT's past.......The present.....and The future

[ Flash to a ring with Seifer and Drew Stevenson standing face to face....Slowly the TerrorDome is lowered and attached to the ring.

Tonight a champion will be crowned........But only........after........suffering Hardcore HELL!!!

[ Drew an Seif both come at each other with haymaker punches, but just before they connect the scene freezes into an oil painting like the end of Rocky 3. The scene shifts to inside the Angel arena where pyros go off all around the stage. Fans are waving their signs supporting their favorite stars or antagonizing their most hated. The cameras panning the crowd until finally we're brung down to a shot of Bob Fecca and Eddie Styles.

Fecca - Hello everyone and welcome to PWT's biggest pay-per-view of the year, Hardcore Hell. I'm Bob Fecca and next to me is Eddie Styles. We have a ton of great matches for you tonight. The Backyard, Femme Fatale, and Titanium Championships are all on the line leading up to the first ever PWT Champion being crowned inside a Terror Dome. Who's it going to be? Seifer or Stevenson?

Styles - Seifer, of course. He's the greatest.

Fecca - That may be, but I wouldn't count out Drew. He seemed more determined then ever to win the title.

Styles - Dertermination won't be enough to get past Seifer!

Fecca - I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens later tonight, but first we need to get things started. So lets go to the ring for the first match of the night!

[ And with that, the sound of "What I Want" By Daughtry begins to play over as the titratron flickers to life and shows the video of Ciara Cage. The gorilla curtain is pulled aside and Ciara comes out from behind it onto the stage. Dressed in her ususal ring attire Ciara taunts the crowd.

Sabrina - Making her way to the ring, from Chicago, illinois is CIARRRRRRA CAGGGGGGE!

Fecca - The crowd is pleased to see this woman!

Styles - So am I.

[ As Ciara is announced to the ring she begins to make her way down the rampway and touches 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. Ciara then climbs through the ropes and enters the ring where she goes to the closest turnbuckle. She taunts the crowd with her arms raised in the air. She then jumps off of the first turnbuckle and makes her way to the other three corners doing this until she is at the last one. That is when she jumps down into the ring and goes to the center where she jumps up and down waiting for her opponent to come out to the ring. Just then, "One and Only" blares across the speakers and red fog feels the ramp as a red and white strobe light makes its way around the audience. TJ Bryce is raised on to the stage by a underground platform with his back facing the audience.

Sabrina - Making his way to the ring in his PWT debut, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada ... please welcome ... TJ Bryce!

Fecca - This young man came to us from FWA it should be interesting to see what TJ Bryce is all about.

Styles - FWA sucks!

Fecca - Lets not go getting a fed-war started. Shouldn't we just concentrate on the fact he's here now?

Styles - I guess...

[ Once the words kick in to the song. TJ turns around and and the camera spans in one him as he puts his fingers in the shape of a gun and shoots the camera as he winks. The camera spans out and he walks down the ramp and slides in the ring. He looks over at Ciara and points to his watch, telling her she's about to get her ass kicked. Ciara just rolls her eyes at that as the ref signals for the bell.

Fecca - And here we go!

[ As soon as the bell rang, TJ was quick to try for a clothesline, but Ciara ducked underneath. As TJ turned back around, he was met with a hard right hand from Ciara. TJ stumbled back a step bringing his hand up to his jaw as Ciara smirks at him.

Styles - Ciara showing TJ she means business.

[ TJ took a moment to regroup then he moved out toward the middle of the ring where he and Ciara circled each other a bit before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up. Ciara started gaining the control but TJ ended up powering her back into a corner. The ref asked for a clean break but TJ buried a knee into her midsection, causing Ciara to double forward as he backed away, which has the fans booing.

Styles - The fans don't like this guy very much.

Fecca - And I don't think he cares.

[ TJ shakes his head in response to the fans before moving back in on Ciara. He grabs her the arm and irish whips her to the opposite side. As Ciara hits the turnbuckles and comes stumbling out of the corner, TJ delivers a knife edge chop right to Ciara's chest which has her falling to the mat. TJ delivers a leg drop before making the cover, but Ciara kicks out at two. TJ gets up on his feet and then yanks Ciara to hers by the hair. He then whips her into the ropes. TJ puts his head down for a backbody drop but as Ciara comes off the ropes she goes over his back and rolls him up with a sunset flip. Ciara gets two out of the pin attempt. After TJ kicked out, the two of them scrambled up to a vertical base. Ciara ran at TJ and took him to the mat with a spear.

Styles - Ciara getting a little offense going here.

[ She made a quick cover but TJ once again kicked out after two. As Ciara got to her feet, she pulled TJ up as well. She set him up for the Cage Effect, but before she could drop him to the mat TJ pushed her off into the ropes. As she came off of them, TJ kicked her in the gut before taking her to the mat with a DDT. He made a cover but Ciara kicked out at two.

Fecca - Ciara just won't give up! You have to admire her heart.

Styles - I'd rather admire her ass!

[ But Ciara still looked a little dazed as she laid on the mat, which had TJ going to the outside.

Fecca - TJ's sensing victory is near.

[ He climbs his way to the top rope and perches himself up there looking to come off with High Society(Shooting Star Press), but before he can Ciara gets up and chick kicks TJ in the ribs. Fans are cheering now as TJ wobbles a bit allowing Ciara to take him from the top with the Dream State. A few moments later when TJ is stumbling to his feet, Ciara grabs a hold of him and drives him into the mat with the Cage Effect. She follows it up with a cover and the crowd counts along with the ref's count...one, two, three.

Sabrina - And the winner of the match, CIARRRRRA CAGGGGGEEEEE!!!

[ Fans cheer as Ciara jumps to her feet and gets her hand raised.

Fecca - A great effort by TJ Bryce, but Ciara picks up the win in the openning match at Hardcore Hell. What a way to kick off the show.

Styles - At least we know TJ has great taste in women! Here's his woman now.

[ As Ciara is celebrating her win, the PWT People's Champion Jessica Jones is seen sliding into the ring. She gives Ciara a dirty look, who in return shrugs it off, before going to TJ's side to check on him. As J.J. helps TJ from the ring, Ciara goes on with her celebration, much to the delight of the fans.

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ The lights suddenly go dark without any sense of warning as Leaky’s theme song by some random band begins to play over the pa system. A single figure comes out from behind the black velvet curatin. As the lights slowly raise, you see Leaky Format walking down the ramp. As he walks down, he taunts the crowd, getting their screams up to a point of his liking. He hops onto the apron and flips over the top rope. Leaky goes to a corner, jumping to the second turnbuckle, to get the crowd roaring. He hops off the turnbuckle, and jogs around the ring a bit. Resting his hands upon his knees in a crouching position, he awaits his opponent.

Styles: About time Leaky showed his face.

[ Suddenly the light go out and this familiar Jay-Z lyric is heard.....

"You're now tuned into the muh'fuckin greatest."

[ "Twinz (Deep Cover 98)" hits the P.A. as the crowd fucking erupts and the lights stay dim and mist fills the entrance. Then red sirens lights flash around the arena once Pun's verse hits. Con Escobar walks out through the fog to a chorus of cheers, bumping his head to the beat of his own theme. He then stands in the middle of the stage and puts his fists into the air, in which a white pyros shoots out behind him from the top of the stage Randy Orton style. He walks down the black mile, stretching his arms out to give the fans fives. He gets into the ring, scales the middle of the second rope to raise his arms again. Then he gets ready for the match.

Fecca: Here comes the F’n Beast himself, and boy does he look ready for war.

Styles: Con looks like a rabid beast stalking his prey in the jungle right now.

[ The bell rings and Leaky goes for a collar and elbow tie up but Con has other ideas in mind as he lays in a knee lift to the mid section bringing Leaky off his feet a bit. Con pushes Leaky into the corner and climbs up on the turnbuckle laying in a ten punch as the fans count alongside his fists. Con hops off as Leaky stumbles out of the corner and right into a bulldozing clothesline.

Fecca: Look at the brute strength of Con Escobar!

[ Con drags Leaky up and kicks him in the gut before backing up bouncing off the ropes and running forward with another huge Clip lariat. Con hit’s the ropes again and comes back nailing the Deuces Wild combination of senton splashes. He makes the cover but only gets a two.

Fecca: Close call there for Leaky Format.

[ The two get back up as Con drives Leaky down with the Calamity Buster. Leaky rolls out of the ring barely standing on the floor, he tries catching his breath but as he turns around here comes the Tope Con Esco flip dive over the top rope crashing into Leaky as Con manages to land right on his feet.

Con: I’M THE JUGGERNAUT BITCH!!!

Styles: Con Escobar looks to be closing in on a victory if things continue this way Bob.

[ Con rips Leaky up and rolls him back into the ring where he follows quickly dragging Leaky back up to his feet. Con whips Leaky into the ropes and runs off hitting the ropes to the left. Both men coming close to a criss cross run until Con picks up the speed and dives forward hitting a HARD OWNED mixed with Monty Browns old pounce that just completely destroys Leaky Format. The crowd pops big time after that hellacious spear as Con rolls Leaky’s limp body over for the cover. 1...2.�?!!!

Sabrina: Your winner�?COOOOONNNNN ESSSCCCOOOBBAAAARRRRR!!!!

[ The ref is checking on Leaky as Con holds his hands up in celebration. As the dominate Escobar exits the ring, the scene fades to the backstage area....

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ The scene had switched backstage after Con Escobar's dominate win over Leaky Format. We're backstage now and see Ciara Cage picking up a bottle of water off a table. She takes off the capa nd enjoys herself a nice drink of cold water. The lady with the caged booty put sthe cap back on an turns around........To find Javen standing there.

Ciara: Javen.....Erm....Hi.

Javen: Hey there Ciara. How ya doin?

Ciara: I'm doin pretty good I guess.

Javen: Congrats on your win tonight. Really enjoyed the match

Ciara: Uhh thanks. Isn't your match next?

Javen: Yeah, but I wanted to congratulate you first.

Ciara: Well thanks again...

[ She pauses.

Ciara: And good to luck to you.

[ Javen smiles as Ciara is looking a bit uneasy by Javen's proximity to her. But then he starts to speak again.

Javen: Hey look Ciara, I know we haven't had the great history between us since meeting but.......Erm......I was wondering.....Ya know if.....Maybe...,,,Just maybe you'd like to...Ugnh!

[ From behind Banch Morgan clobbers Javen with a forearm shot. CM's lil brother stumbles forward into the table with the water bottles on it. Water bottles shake, fall over, and roll away as Javen tries to get himself back to his feet. Before he can accomplish the feat Banch has him by the back of the hair and slams Javen's face into the table. Again and again Javen has his face rammed into that table.

Fecca: Ladies and gentlemen we're live here with the fourth annual Hardcore Hell pay per view. Up next is Javen versus Banch Morgan versus Jay Styles in a Backyard Brawl. That match is to be for the Backyard championship, but Banch Morgan is attacking Javen beforehand.

Styles: Well its what Javen deserves. I mean come on the idiot kept getting himself beating after beating from Wall$treet. And now he wants to talk to a beauty like Ciara Cage? She's way outta his league.

Fecca: You're entitled to your opinion as much as I am to mine. And quite frankly? Frankly I think this is a cowardly attack by Banch.

[ Morgan turns to make sure that Ciara isn't going to interfere in his attack. She holds up her hands and backs up a lil bit. Satisfied she isn't, Banch turns back to Javen now. He never should've taken his eyes off Javen though. PWT's own lil rainbow haired warrior with lefts an rights to the mid-section. He's got Banch backing up. Javen to his feet and now he's peppering Banch right in the face with right after right. Kick to the gut by Javen. He hooks Banch up and tries for a ddt. No go though. Banch too big and won't go down. So Javen leaps up in the air intending to bring Banch down with added momentum but NO! Banch is able to slip his head out of the facelock position and delivers a MONSTER spinebuster through the table!

Fecca: Good lord!

Styles: Oh man it really sucks to be Javen lately.

[ Banch talks some trash to Javen before heading off for the backyard set up in the back parking area. Once he's gone the camera turns to Javen as Ciara slowly walks over. She looks down at Javen and then up an down the hallway before finally kneeling down and checking on him.

Fecca: Ciara Cage checkin on Javen who looks like he won't make it to the Backyard Brawl.

Styles: Caged Booty checkin on Javen? Hmm. maybe its not so sucky to be Javen afterall.

[ The scene then switches from the backstage area to the backyard that was built. jay Styles is already in the backyard waiting with referee Frank Mason. The waist-high picket fence has been surrounded by the members of that hardcore battle royale earlier before the ppv. All of a sudden Banch Morgan comes storming into the area. He steps over the picket fence into the backyard. Jay Styles decides he's not waiting for Javen. He runs right at Banch but is taken down by a big clothesline! Styles rolling to his side and then pushing himself to his feet. He looks up just in time to see Banch slamming a trashcan lid down over his face. Jay falling to his ass and leaning back against the fence.

Fecca: Banch Morgan is on fire here tonight. Moments ago he took out Javen and now he's doing the same to Jay Styles.

Styles: There's no arguing that fact Bob. Right now its hard to see how banch Morgan could leave this event without a title.

[ Banch pulls jay back to his feet with one hand, and then nails him again with the trashcan lid! He then tosses away the lid as its bent in half. Morgan now looking around for his next weapon. He finds a rake and promptly breaks it right over Jay's back as he was getting to his feet. Styles sent right back to the freshly lain sod. Picking up the end with the actual rake, Banch rakes it down Jay's back. Styles hollering in agony.

Styles: Now that's really raking someone's back. Haha

Fecca: I would imagine Jay wouldn't find your joke that amusing.

Styles: Dah well. That's why he's from another Styles family.

[ Tossing the rake aside, Banch steps around and kicks Styles in the ribs. jay rolling to his back holding his stomach. Banch then just starts stomping the hell out of him. Finally Banch pulls Jay back to his feet. Styles tries to fight back but its of little use. Banch just cuts him off with a knee to the mid-section. Morgan then hooks Styles and lifts him up into a suplex position.

Fecca: Banch Morgan has Jay Styles up in a stalling suplex position folks.....Eddie you have to believe this match is just moments away from ending.

Styles: Oh definately. Right now Banch is just having some fun.

[ Suddenly the fans in the arena roar with cheers

Styles: What the hell? What are these people cheering about?

Fecca: LOOK! Its Javen!

[ Sure enough Javen has somehow pulled himself up from the splinters of that table. He limps over to that picket fence surrounding the backyard and perches on it. Banch notices the guys surrounding the ring pointing behind him and clapping. So he turns around, with Jay still up, and catches a cross body block from Javen! Jay takes the suplex finally and he rolls away. Javen stays on Banch. ONE.........TWO........No! Banch powers his shoulder up off the grass.

Fecca: Morgan kicks out at two after a cross body from Javen.

[ Javen rolls to his feet and grabs a shovel that was leaning against the fence. Now its banch getting to his feet. He raises his arms and comes at Javen for a double axe-handle type move. But that's not alright by Javen. He smacks Banch across the gut with the shovel. With Morgan doubled over Javen slams the shovel over his back. Its not a hard enough shot to break the shovel though.

Fecca: Javen going to town on Banch with that shovel.

Styles: But have you noticed at most he's only driven Banch to a knee?

[ In this instance Eddie is telling the truth. But with Banch down to a knee Javen steps back. He measures and then yells "FORRRRRE" and pops Banch in the face with the shovel! This finally sends Banch onto his back. he's holding his face and we can see blood pouring from his nose.

Fecca: Down goes Morgan! Down goes Morgan!

Styles: He may have just broke Banch's nose! How about some damn compassion?!

[ Javen is about to go for the pin when he's whipped around by a recovered Jay Styles. Looks like Jay is going to try and go for his version of teh Canadian destroyer. But Javen grabs Jay's legs and pulls them out from under him. He goes for a Boston crab but Jay fights out of it. Jay to his feet looking for a clothesline. The clothesline is ducked by Javen. He grabs Jay and pulls him back into a reverse ddt position. Javen then holds out an arm, yells, and hits a reverse twist of fate.

Fecca: Javen Effect! This could be all over now!

Styles: Nooooo!

Fecca: All he has to do is make the cover! Javen is second away from...NO!

[ Banch, bloody nose an all, grabs Javen by the hair and the back of his pants. Morgan then leads Javen over and sends him headfirst THROUGH the fence! Once again Javen is laying in a pile of splinters. Banch Morgan then turns and makes the pin on Jay. ONE...........TWO.............THREE!! In the arena the bell sounds and Sabrina announces the new Backyard champion.

Sabrina: Here is your winner, and the NEW Backyard champion......BANNNNNNNCH MORRRRRRGAN!!!

[ Banch stands triumphantly over Jay Styles as the ref hands him the Backyard title belt. The scene fading from Banch's celebration to a video promoting this coming Wednesday's special edition of Shockwave.

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ As cameras go back to the ring for the next match, "Black Cat" by Janet Jackson plays throughout the arena and Lori Anne makes her way out.

Fecca - And here comes the challenger..she sure looks ready for a fight.

Sabrina - Making her way to the ring Portsmouth, New Hampshire please welcome ... LORI ANNE!

Styles - Really? Here I thought she looks ready to get her ass kicked!

[ She then starts walking down the ramp to slide in to the ring. As she gets to her feet, Lori Anne turns her attention to the entrance ramp.

Fecca - The fans are awaiting their Goddess!

[ A voice is hear through the silence.

"Bow down before your Glorified Reigning Goddess!"

[ With that like lightening Golden pyro hits the stage with a loud boom stirring the crowd and "The Gambler" by Xzbit and Anthony Hamilton hits sending the fans into a frenzy as out walks Georgia James throwing up the A hand gesture. She shrugs her shoulders with a cocky grin brushing off her left shoulder walking forward off the stage down the aisle to the ring through the smoke.

Sabrina - And her opponent making her way to the ring she is the Femme Fatale Championess.. she is Georgia James!

Styles - Georgia is looking as good as ever.

Fecca - You say that about all the females!

Styles - And?

[ She jaw jacks with the fans allowing them to pat her on the back once at ringside reveling in their adoration before walking up the ringsteps and climbing through the middle ropes. She slides into the ring and then stands center ring and raises her hands high in the air before taking a bow. She slowly stands up straight after bowing and brushes her left shoulder and then her right shoulder off in a rhythmic motion doing alittle dance then she walks to the far left turnbuckle and leans against it casually yawning before stretching her arms out across the top ropes. She leans back and surveys the crowd then gazes towards her Lori Anne, as the bell rings. Lori Anne starts talking trash to Georgia, who pretty much laughs it off, which infurriates Lori Anne enough for her to step forward and slap Georgia across the face. Georgia brought her hand up to her face for a moment as if it actually hurt, but then grabbed Lori Anne by the hair and tossed her to the mat.

Styles - That is why you don't mess with Georgia.

[ Georgia crossed the ring and began to kick Lori Anne a few times before picking her off the mat. Georgia whipped Lori Anne into the ropes. As she came off them, Georgia went for a clothesline, but Lori Anne ducked underneath. As Georgia turned back around, Lori Anne came off the ropes and dropkicked Georgia. As Georgia stumbled back a few steps Lori Anne got to her feet and picked up Georgia driving her into the mat with a spinebuster. With Georgia laid out, Lori Anne was quick to go to the top rope. She came off with a moonsault, but Georgia moved and Lori Anne got a faceful on mat.

Fecca - Lori Anne took a high risk and it DID NOT pay off!!

[ The time was enough for Georgia to recover, because a few minutes later when Lori Anne staggered around on her feet, Georgia took her back to the mat with the Glorified 2 Perfection. She followed it up with a cover but at the last possible second Lori Anne gets her shoulder up.

Styles - How the hell did that happen?!

Fecca - You know as well as I do anything can happen in this business!

Styles - NOT THAT!

[ Nobody looks more surprised than Georgia, but she quickly shakes it off, and goes to pull Lori Anne off the mat. Lori Anne pushes Georgia away from her and the two of them end up in an exchange of right hands.

Fecca - WHAT THE HELL!?!?! THE LIGHTS ARE OUT!

[ Yup the lights have gone out as the two women were going back and forth with their punches. Several 'oohs' and 'ahhs' are heard around the arena as Georgia and Lori Anne struggle to find their way in the dark. And then within a second, the lights come on again, only this time with a third party in the ring.

Eddie: OH MY GOD! It's Rebecca Rancid!

[ Before you know it, Rebecca attacks Lori Anne, kicking her into the ground as Georgia looks on perplexed. After easily taking her down and rolling her off to the side, Rebecca turns her attention to Georgia James, a subtle smile on her face. Extending her arms out, in attempts to shake Georgia's hand, Rebecca seems to be onto something here.

Fecca: Well it looks like Rebecca Rancid came all the way out here to help her friend Georgia James out.

Eddie: I'm confused, why would Georgia need any help with Lori Anne?

[ Unknowingly, Georgia reaches out and shakes Rebecca's hand before walking into a clothesline from our pyro princess. Rebecca picks Georgia back up with a force one didn't know existed within her and irish whips her against the ropes, letting her bounce right back and fall into The Rancid Effect�?

Fecca: Oh God no! Not the Rancid Effect.

Eddie: Yes it was, Fecca and it was enough to put the Glorified Goddess down.

[ Rebecca proceeds to kick Georgia James repeatedly in her stomach and then sets her 5 inch Manolo Blahniks on the goddess's face, raising both her arms in the air with an obvious smirk upon her face. "Gasoline" by Porcelain and the tramps blares over the public announcement as Rebecca spots something shiny and picks it up. It's Georgia James's Femme Fatal title that she holds in the air and announces that it's soon to be hers.

Fecca: Rancid claiming the Femme Fatale title will be hers after this cowardly attack on Georgia.

Styles: What?! They were face to face!

Fecca: And Georgia thought Rebecca was out offering a hand.

Styles: Well don't blame Rebecca because Georgia is a dumb hick from the South!

[ The fans still booing as Rebecca poses with the title in the irng. But suddenly those boos turn right back to cheers. Darting down the ramp is Ciara Cage. Hearing the sudden burst of cheers Rebecca had turned towards the ramp. Seeing the quickly approaching Ciara, Rebecca drops the title and rolls out the ring. Just as rebecca had slid out Ciara slid in.

Fecca: Yes! Ciara runs Rancid out of the ring.

Styles: Big whoop Bobby boy, the damage was already done.

[ Georgia is slowly getting to her feet as Ciara goes to the ropes yelling at Rancid. One former championess backing up teh ramp pointing and yelling at the other in the ring. Ciara notices the title by her feet. She picks it up and admires it as Gee has gotten up. The Goddess looking at Ciara curiously before Miss Cage finally hands it over and raises Gee's hand. The fans cheering loudly for it.

Fecca: Well folks it seems that this match between georgia and Lori Anne has been thrown out. But would you look at that in the ring! Georgia James and Ciara Cage standing tall together.

Styles: For now they are Bobby, but did you see the way Ciara was looking at the title? You know she'd love to have that back around her pretty little waist.

Fecca: I wouldn't doubt it in the least, but tonight they stand united. If the returning Rebecca Rancid wants a shot at the title she's in for a hell of a fight. But ladies and gentlemen we take you to the back now where Shauna Lane is standing by with Christian Michaels.

[ The switches to the backstage area for interviews. Shauna Lane and CM standing before a PWT banner.

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ Shauna Lane gets the cue that she's on and raises her mic.

Shauna: Ladies and gentlemen I am standing here with "The Southern Heartthrob" Christian Michaels. Thanks for joining me here tonight Christian.

CM: No problem Shauna.

Shauna: I understand that you have something you'd like to tell everyone?

[ Michaels nods.

CM: Yes I do Shauna, thank you.

[ Shauna hands over her mic and steps out of the scene. CM raises the mic and begins to give his address to PWT, his fellow wrestlers, and the fans who've made him who he is today.

CM: The first thing I want to do is make an apology to Drew Stevenson. Several weeks ago I made the comment that you weren't ready.....I said you didn't want the title bad enough.....Well obviously you are ready and you do want it. So tonight I wish you all the luck in the world Drew.

[ He sighs

CM: Ya know folks I think when I said those things to Drew before.....I was really talking about myself.

[ CM pauses.

CM: Everyone knows the story that Rhya and I have had our problems this year. Several months ago she left out on me taking our daughter with her. Quite honestly I was devastated. It got to a point where it was a challenge just to get out of bed in the mornings. But ya know slowly it felt like things were gettin better. It really got better after Taylor, Wall$treet to all yawl, talked to me.

[ Once again CM pauses.

CM: Or so I thought anyway. I want all you fans watch to understand that I appreciate the support that all of you have given me through the years. It always meant so much to me. But as much as its meant.....its just not enough. The past couple months I've been wrestling without my heart and soul......Wrestling without the love and support of Rhya and our baby girl......Frankly I can't do that anymore in PWT.

[ The heartthrob searches for the right words.

CM: So this right here? This is good...No its not goodbye. Its more like a "See you later" to all the fans and PWT. I can't go on like nothing's wrong. If I'm gonna be me...I mean really be me....Well then I have to have Rhya and Gabby by my side and in my corner. So folks this is it....Until I've got my family put back together again you won't be seeing The Southern Heartthrob on PWT programming anymore. Thank you for everything PWT.

[ And with those words CM walks out of the scene. as we fade into a video hyping tonight's main event

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ Following the video to hype the maine vent was a video recapping how we've come to the next match. After highlights of Shockwave's Battle Royale, in which Summer Status won to earn a shot at the Titanium Championship was aired, "Hot in Here" by Nelly blares throughout the arena. Summer steps out from behind the curtain and stand on top of the entrance ramp with her hands on her hips.

Sabrina - Making her way to the ring from Toronto, Ontario, Canada please welcome....Summer Stratus!

Fecca - Last year at Hardcore Hell, Summer became the Femme Fatale Champion and now she's looking to capture the Titanium Championship.

Styles - I'm so glad she decided to return to action.

Fecca - Well she is a good competitor.

Styles - Pfftt..I just like to look at her rack and ass...

Fecca - *sighs*

[ Summer walks down the ramp with a smile on her face as she hears the cheers from the crowd. As Summer reached the bottom of the ramp, she slides in the ring under the bottom rope. As Summer get to her feet, she walks over to the ropes and points out into the crowd as cameras flash. Summer does this on the opposite side of the ring as well before her music cuts. Summer is pacing the ring when the lights in the arena flicker on and off for a few seconds and then "I'm From Dade County" plays throughout the P.A. system. A few seconds into the song Xavier walks out onto the stage with a serious look on his face and the Titanium Championship is around his waist. He stands still for a moment and looks around the arena. After he scans the arena he holds his fists in the air and crosses his arms high in the air three times forming a "X" then walks down the ramp.

Sabrina - Making his way to the ring......from Miami, Florida..... PWT Titanium Champion "THE X-MAN" XAVIER...........HOMICIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fecca - Xavier looks ready to go!

Styles - Well he should be ready to lose...Summer is going to burn X-Man once and for all!

Fecca - Maybe she'll do us all a favor and burn you instead so we wouldn't have to listen to you.

[ He jumps on the ring apron and steps in the ring between the top and middle rope. He takes off his necklace and watch and hands it to the timekeeper. He then unfastens the Titanium title from his waist and holds it up.

Styles- Do you see the look in Summer's eye as she's looking at that title? She really wants it.

Fecca - Just because she wants it, don't mean she'll get it!

Styles - We'll see...

[ He hands the ref his title before going to take off his Xavier Homicide shirt and throws it to the fans leaving him in a wifebeater. As he lifts the shirt a bit to show off his 8-pack and gets a big reaction from the females in the crowd, Summer rolls her eyes.

Styles - Summer's not impressed.

Fecca - The rest of the females seem to be.

[ Once X-Man's music fades away and the bell is sounded, both friends seem a little relunctant to get things underway. After a few moments of hesitation, the two of them start to circle each other. Summer is the first to step into the collar and elbow tie up.

Styles - The challenger makes the first move.

Fecca - But the champion gets control.

[ Summer puts up a good fight but X-Man proves he has just a little too much power and backs Summer up into the corner. He delivers a hard chop to her chest before grabbing a hold of her arm. X-Man irish whips Summer into the corner. She hits the turnbuckle with authority. As Summer stumbles out of the corner, X-Man kicks her in the gut before hoisting her up. X-Man holds Summer up in the air a good minute before dropping her back with a suplex.

Fecca - A quick cover by the champion.

[ X-Man follows it up with a cover but Summer is quick to kick out just after two. As both competitors make it to their feet, X-Man comes at Summer for a clothesline, but she ducks underneath and goes behind grabbing him around the waist. Summer delivers the Summer Breeze.

Styles - Summer returns the favor with a near fall of her own.

Fecca - Just not near enough.

[ X-Man kicks out of the hold just as the ref's hand came down for the two. X-Man was back up to a vertical base a split second before Summer but as he came at her Summer dropped down and tripped up X-Man in a droptoe hold, causing X-Man to go face first into the mat. Summer then quickly got up and delivered a legdrop to the back of X-Man's head before rolling him over to cover. It's a long two but X-Man gets a shoulder up.

Fecca - The Champion not giving up without a fight.

Styles - But he's getting closer to defeat.

[ X-Man is using the ropes to help him get up, when Summer comes at him. He ducks down and backbody drops her to the outside, sending her crashing to the floor. He waits til she is stumbling around on his feet before launching himself over the top rope with a crossbody, taking them both to the ground. X-Man is up on his feet first and yanks up Summer by the hair before tossing her in the ring. Summer manages to get to her feet as X-Man is sliding in the ring and runs in driving him back to the out with a baseball slide, causing him to fly back into the barricade.

Styles - Summer's definitely pulling out all the stops here.

Fecca - But she's been unable to put away Xavier.

Styles - It's only a matter of time.

[ Summer goes to the outside to grab X-Man and toss him back in the ring. She follows him in and kicks him a few times before going to pull him to his feet. As she does, Summer recieves an elbow to the midsection before getting pushed off into the ropes. As she comes off of them, X-Man kicks her in the gut before hoisting her up in the air and delivering the XXXecutioner. He follows it up with a cover and picks up the one, two, three.

Sabrina - Here is your winner and STILL PWT Titanium Champion XAVVVVVVIER HOMICIDDDEEEEE!

Fecca - Xavier retains the Titanium Championship! I knew he could do it!

Styles - It looks like the fire isn't that hot afterall.

Fecca - She put up a good fight.

Styles - Not good enough.

[ His music blared out as he was given the Titianium Championship back. X-Man then went over to check on Summer, who was starting to stir. He extended his hand and as she clasped it, X-Man pulled Summer to her feet. He then helped her out of the ring and the two friends headed to the back after a hard fought match.

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ One more time we flash backstage. This time we see Georgia James getting checked out by a doctor. He's checking her back after the attack from Rebecca rancid earlier. Just the the doctor clears her Ciara Cage walks in. Gee looks up and voices her appreciatian for earlier.

Gee: Hey, Ciara, thanks for earlier. I really appreciate you coming down and chasing Rebecca off like that.

[ Ciara nods.

Ciara: No problem....Though I'm going to be honest with you Gee. The whole thing of having your back tonight and a couple weeks ago? I didn't just do that because its the right thing to do. I did it because just like Lori Anne, her minions Tweedle Dee an Tweedle Dumb, and Rebecca...I want that Femme Fatale championship back.

[ Georgia nods in understanding.

Gee: Everyone's always got an ulterior motive....

Ciara: Hey I'm sorry Gee but I was neevr even defeated for the title at the Grand Finale. That was Izzy that you made tap out.

[ Gee hops off the table she was on. She's right up close an personal with Ciara.

Gee: You're right Ciara, I didn't beat you for this title. And I think you deserve a shot at it soon.

[ Ciara laughs a bit.

Ciara: Funny you should say that.

[ Gee raises an eyebrow.

Ciara: See I was thinking "soon" too. So after I saved your butt from Rebecca I wenta nd had a talk with Becca Wipwreck-McCallister. And she agrees with us. That's why next week, on that special Wednesday night Shockwave its going to be you, Georgia James, the Femme Fatale championess......defending against me, Ciara Cage!

[ The fans cheer loudly at that announcement. But all of a sudden here comes Rebecca Rancid into the room. She's fuming having just heard that news.

Rebecca; YOU?! Why the hell are you getting a title shot? If anyone deserves a title match its ME!

[ Gee shrugs

Gee: Hey, nothing I can do about it, the match's been booked.

[ Rebecca glares at Gee an Ciara.

Rebecca: You two have not heard the last of me and both of you'd better be watching your backs next Wednesday

[ In a huff Rebecca turns and storms out of the room. Ciara exchanges looks with Georgia as our scene changes again. The main event is next and we're seeing Seifer an Drew making their way towards the entrance way. Before they enter teh arena for this big match we fade into another video hyping the main event

Hardcore Hell IV - 11/19/08

[ The last remnants of “Depths of Hell�?by Iced Earth finishes playing as the lead up Main Event packaged video disappears from sight and we pan over to the ring to where the President of Media Relations and ring announcer for big title matches, Jack Westin, is standing in the ring wearing a tux as a microphone is lowered down to him.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for the Main Event of the evening! This is MSN’s first ever Terror Dome match-up for the Professional Wrestling Today Championship! The rules of this steel asylum are simple. Once the competitors make their way out the dome will be in place and the match will begin. The only way to win is to climb up the sides of the dome and escape through the small hole at the top. Once one of the challenges accomplishes this, they will be crowned the first PWT Champion!�?/EM>

[ Crowd cheers as the cranes above begin to move the dome closer to the ring.

Fecca: I’ve waited a long time for this.

Styles: Match of the year? I’m already calling it!

Fecca: Prediction? Though do I even need to ask?

Styles: You really don’t, Seifer all the way.

Fecca: Well to be the yin to your yang, I think Drew Stevenson will prevail, even though we are supposed to be unbiased!

Styles: Except we’re not your typical sport, this is sports entertainment baby!

[ The lights in the arena shut off putting the arena in complete darkness. A large spotlight shines down onto the ramp as a slab of concrete is seen and on it lays a figure. The public address sound system starts up again playing ''The Unforgiven III'' by Metallica as the figure sits up and climbs off of the concrete pedestal indicating a resurrection. He begins walking down the ramp as the fans begin a huge, arena deafening ''Stevenson'' chant. Drew gets down to the ring and quickly slides under the bottom ropes getting into the ring. He is quick to get back to his feet as he walks over to the farthest turnbuckle and leans back in it awaiting his opponent.

Fecca: The former PWT People’s Champion, one of the newest Walk of Fame inductees getting his first one on one shot for a chance to become Heavyweight Champion!

[ The jam packed arena buzzes like crazy as they look from person to person, expecting something awesome to happen. Surely enough it does when the intro to "Nightmares" by The Game plays over the PA System- As when the 34 second mark hits and Game's verse starts up the people in attendance and probably those at home start screaming -- Not guys though, just chicks as out from beyond the curtain like abyss steps Jacob Mitchell. Letting that cocky smirk blaze on, he took a second to pause at the top of the ramp and look around the jam-packed crowd before heading forward with that notorious Mitchell-swag with despite wearing a sling and shoulder brace on his arm.

Fecca: What the�?hell is he doing here?!

Styles: Who cares, its The Infamous baby!

Fecca: I don’t know what kind of meds he’s on from his injury but uh, he does know he’s not in this match right?!

[ Eddie slaps Bob upside the head for making stupid comments. Jake reaches the middle of the ramp, he again paused before dropping down to a knee and bowing his head which cued sparks falling from the heavens in a truly epic moment. After a few seconds, the sparks subsided as Jake pushed himself up and took a few steps towards the ring before sliding under the bottom rope. Jake walked over to the back turnbuckle and hopped up onto the top rope cocking his head back as the cameras went off like crazy. Jake jumped down and flashed a grin to Drew as he stepped through the ropes and walked over to the time keepers table, grabbing a chair and setting it up as he sat down.

Fecca: Well I guess he just wanted a closer seat.

Styles: You know he’s going to get as close as he can while scouting these two.

Fecca: Jake was adamant about becoming PWT Champion �?until he got screwed by the Horsemen and put on the shelf by Seifer.

Styles: Lucky for him this is a Terror Dome match then!

[ In the ring Drew had stopped the locked look with Mitchell as he directs his focus back up the ramp. “Last of a Dying Breed�?by Ludacris bangs around the arena as the lights darken and the torches rise up as a blast of white light and pyro’s explode at the ramp as the beats kick in and Seifer makes his way through them, a deep determined look on his face as he walks down the ramp. The words pounding through the speakers as Seifer keeps that killer instinct stare going. He climbs up the steps and enters through the top and middle ropes before throwing his arms to the side on the back turnbuckle. Seifer and Jake lock eyes for just a moment before Seif turns his focus back in the ring to his opponent. They share a stare down before both shifting their attention up as the structure from hell comes to life.

[ The steel blood red dome is moved into place as it lowers on the two men in the ring until we hear a clicking sound signifying it was locked in place. Both men are looking around at the structure that has now entrapped them as their eyes shift upwards while the top is lowered into place.

“Introducing first, he is from Seymour, Missouri, weighing in at two 248 pounds, standing six foot two, “THE EMERALD�?DREW STEVENSON! And his opponent from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 245 pounds, standing six foot three, “THE IMMORTAL�?SEIFER! Gentlemen, LET’S GET IT ON!�?/FONT>

[ The bell rings, and thy match begins! Both men are readying their bodies before finally locking it up center ring. The power struggle begins as they vie for position with Seifer being the first to gain the upper hand as he starts to push Drew towards the corner but Drew breaks the lock up and spins around Seifer, grabbing his arms and kicking out his leg as he thrusts him to the mat where Drew keeps the pressure on his arms and tries to wrench them backwards. Seifer spins around trying to get his arms free but Drew spins with him and winds up on his back holding Seifer in a cross face chicken wing or whatever the submission is called! Seifer seems to be fading as Drew exerts his strength but Seif is able to kick at the rope and begin to roll over and onto his stomach but Drew isn’t about to let go and now moves his hands to Seifer’s neck, choking him out as Seifer’s face begins to turn purple with blood. He begins to stand up and when he does he runs all the way back, hitting the ropes and as they come off of it Seifer jumps and turns his body, slamming Drew into the mat as he rolls his own head away from the collision.

Fecca: Now that’s a way to counter!

[ Drew’s got to let go of the hold as Seifer spins around, his face still a pretty dark red and Drew catches him with an elbow across the forehead that looked stiff as hell! Seifer goes to the mat as Drew gets to his feet. When Seifer turns his head to begin to get up we see he’s busted open over the top of his eye, the blood nearly squirting out since it had collected in his face. Seifer stands up nonetheless and meets right hands by Stevenson who quickly sends him to the turnbuckle and then out at full force before yanking back and belly to bellying Seifer over his head and over the ropes sending his body crashing into the side of the steel to a thud!

[“OH!�?The crowd exclaims! Fecca and Styles are going nuts, which is only a small fraction of what the fans are doing.

Fecca: Seifer’s first to bleed and the first to taste that steel!

Styles: OW MY!

Fecca: Drew really trying to prove something here tonight.

[ Seifer’s arching his back as he rolls under the rope and is treated to stomps by Stevenson who picks him up and after an Irish whip slams him with the tri fecta of German suplexes before yelling out, feeling the intensity in such a match. Seifer is trying to get back to his feet now as Drew runs at him, looking to knee him straight in the head but Seifer blocks the knee and chop blocks out Drew’s legs taking him down to the mat. Drew’s up quickly as Seifer throws a stiff European upper cut sending Drew back a couple inches before ducking a right arm by Drew and dropping him with a neck breaker. Seifer quickly rises to his feet, ignoring the blood that’s dripping down his face as he begins to do a little shake rattle and roll as he sends three quick jabs to Drew’s face and then fires off a left that puts him down. Of course Drew’s not staying down long as he rises back up and comes for Seifer once more but again Seifer’s lightning fast moves enables him to hit Drew with a heel kick before lifting him up into an atomic drop and then smashing in his face with a yakuza kick!

Fecca: Now it looks like Seifer’s took back the momentum!

Styles: We knew it’d happen.

[ Rather than continue an assault Seifer turns to the far ends of the ring and starts climbing the ropes and then ascends to the cage, grabbing a hold of it and beginning his climb. Drew’s up however and when he sees this, he jumps up and grabs a hold of Seifer’s torso which catches The Transcendent by surprise and Drew ends up power slamming him right onto the mat!

Fecca: What a move, that’s a higher fall than the turnbuckle!

[ Drew pushes Seifer’s legs out of the way but keeps holding onto the left one as he grins and yells out a “WHOOOOO�?as he does so. It’s not long before Seifer’s trying to lock in Ric Flair’s signature move to spite Seifer, being a Horsemen and all, and being the master of the mat he is, Drew gets it locked in! Seifer begins to beat at the mat hard feeling the pain surge through his body but he keeps fighting.

Fecca: In this type of move you don’t care if you tap or yell, just as long as you don’t pass out!

Styles: That’s right; you don’t want to give your opponent the chance to escape if you’re sleeping!

[ Seifer grabs the ropes but of course, there’s nothing the ref outside the cage can do as he hand pulls himself over to the turnbuckle and begins to turn his body around until he’s now in control and has Drew locked in the Indian deathlock! Drew’s yelling out in pain as Seifer’s also pulling down on the middle ropes so as to apply more pressure on the move. He keeps it there and then the arrogance shows as he begins to lift his body up and down.

Fecca: Seifer now got that unfair advantage.

Styles: Unfair? He’s just smart, and look at him, he’s doing pull ups!

[ With Drew trying to kick out to get his legs free and Seifer pushing his legs off, the move is broken as Drew lies there and Seifer begins to climb again. He’s facing Drew now and doesn’t get far before Drew’s will pushes him through the pain but there’s no big time drop coming now as Seifer kicks at Drew’s face a couple of times but Drew keeps coming back and grabs his legs. Seifer is trying to get him off and suddenly realizes he has no choice�?no choice at all as he lets go and swings his body around and throws Drew half way across the ring before falling to all fours and then slams his hands on the mat �?the crowd is simply shocked, some are cheering, others booing, the majority is silent.

Styles: !!!

Fecca: Folks you’re witnessing�?I�?words cannot even say it! SEIFER JUST GAVE DREW A HURRICANRANA!!!

Styles: !!!!!!

Fecca: Forgive my partner folks, it’s just that Seifer hates, HATES the hurricanrana and when I say never uses it I mean the last time someone told him to use it they got an ear full!

Styles: BECAUSE SEIFER IS A WRESTLER NOT AN ACROBATIC CLOWN!

Fecca: A lot of talented people use that move!

Styles: It’s okay, the Seifmadness Universe knows he had no choice, no choice at all. It must have been a hard decision, looking at him, he’s beating himself up over it!

[ Actually in the ring we see Drew throwing Seifer face first into the steel as he bounces off of it and Drew hooks him for a double arm pile driver. Now it’s Drew who begins to make his climb. Seifer is coming too and sees what’s happening but knowing Drew has a long way to go he too starts to climb but on another side of the cage. The crowd is in an absolute frenzy as Drew looks out to see where Seifer is and sees that he’s halfway up on the side of the cage while Drew’s just hanging upside down trying to go further up. Seifer jumps out and grabs Drew’s midsection and slams him down to the mat! The ring shakes as the two superstars crash land!

“HELL YEAH!�?/FONT>

[ The crowd’s digging the intense action as the warriors roll around in pain before finally after what feels like a minute gets to their feet and are trading sluggish blows in the ring. Drew gets the upper hand and puts a little more mustard on one of his as Seifer staggers to the corner. When he’s there he turns around and is messing with the middle turnbuckle, trying to�?pull something out? We see something silver in his hand but he’s concealing most the object. Drew is charging towards him and he slams his free hand into his gut hard, you can hear the stinging impact!

Styles: That’ll leave prints.

[ Drew doubles over as Seifer’s now in the center ring and lifts his right foot up and in his hand is a steel spur that he’s placing on his boot.

Fecca: NO! SEIFER WITH THAT DAMNED STEEL SPUR!

[ Seifer kicks it down to make sure it’s locked in right as Drew turns around and BOOM! XTREME BLOOD SPILLER! Drew has been busted right open as it’s now he who begins to bleed like that slaughtered turkey we all like to eat this time of year! Seifer falls to the ground to catch his breath as Drew lies motionless. Meanwhile Jake looks on in disgust, shaking his head.

Fecca: DAMN HIM!

Styles: Do you always damn those smarter than you or your hero’s?! NO RULES!

[ The crowd is chanting and hollering and stomping as Seifer calls for Drew to get up. Rather than climbing it looks like he wants to do him some more damage. However Drew’s going too slow for his liking so he helps him up and receives a punch to the throat for his efforts. Drew grabs Seifer and throws him against the ropes and on the rebound lashes out with a super kick! With Seifer down Drew holds up two fingers signifying this move had two parts as he climbs up the turnbuckle and then the high bar of the dome and drops down, landing a Randy Savage elbow drop from the dome roof!

Fecca: THE EMPEROR’S FALL! DREW JUST SCORED THE EMPEROR’S FALL! It’s gotta be over soon Eddie!

Styles: Only now he has to CLIMB again!

[ However climbing is the last thing on The Resurrected Hero’s mind as he gains his bearings and gathers his strength, almost like a saiyan biding his time before returning to battle! Seifer too is trying to gain his whereabouts as he leans up against the turnbuckle corner, dried blood over his face as the electricity in the crowd is absolutely insane. They’re tired too from cheering so much! Drew is up and so is Seifer as the two of them walk center ring and exchange punches again�?but again it doesn’t last long as Seifer knees Drew in the gut and grabs him by the neck, running and throwing him up against the side of the steel! Drew bounces off of it and Seifer turns around and throws him off the steel on the opposite side! Again Drew comes off his body bouncing around as Seifer throws him off the third side of the steel, the crowd’s going BALLAISTIC! Seifer finishes it up by throwing him to the fourth side of the steel as Drew’s body stumbles around before finally falling to the mat face first!

[ Seifer yells out, telling people that it was over as he grabs Drew’s legs and turns him over into the Immortal Deathlock! He only holds the move for a few seconds before letting go of Drew’s limp legs as he staggers himself, the fatigue setting in now. Seifer walks over and climbs to the top rope as Jacob Mitchell gets up and folds the chair as he does so and walks over to the outside, looking up at Seifer.

Fecca: UH OH! Those two are mouthing off at each other. Though I don’t see what Jake can do with that bum shoulder of his.

[ The exchange doesn’t go so well as Seifer laughs and Jake flips him the bird so Seifer flips him the bird as well! Ignoring him now Seifer jumps up and begins to climb up the side of the dome. Meanwhile down in the ring Drew is stirring and he sees this, knowing he’s got to battle it as well, he’s got to be quicker he walks over to the turnbuckle on the other side and starts his ascension.

Fecca: They’re both climbing now!

[ Seifer’s about halfway as Drew feels a surge through his body as he gets to the halfway mark. The crowd is shocked on the outside as Jake starts to climb the dome with the steel chair in hand, with no problems!

Fecca: Jake’s climbing the dome! His shoulder doesn’t even look phased!

Styles: Ever heard of Superman in real life?

Fecca: Only in examples of superior athletes.

Styles: That’s because Mitchell killed him!

[ The crowd is deafening right now as Jake has now made his way to the top where he rips that shoulder sling off and throws it to the ground as Seifer and Drew are inching closer and closer to each other and the small hole in the top. It appears that Seifer’s slowing down, maybe he’s more tired than he thought as Drew is speeding up and is now a couple steps ahead of Seifer as he grabs a hold of the opening first. Seifer hears the noise just kick up a few notches and this propels him to quicken his pace as he too grabs a hold of the opening and he makes a big pull and pulls his body halfway through as Drew has just done the same!

Fecca: THEY’RE NECK AND NECK BUT JACOB MITCHELL HAS THAT CHAIR!

[ He does indeed and he lifts it up and is aiming it right at Seifer’s head!

Fecca: HE’S GOING TO SCREW SEIFER!

WHHHHHAAAAAAAMMMMM!!!!

[ The chair collides with the skull of�?DREW STEVENSON! As he falls to the mat thirty feet below! The crowd is in shock as Seifer pulls himself the rest of the way out and lies on the cold hard steel up top as “Last of a Dying Breed�?blares around the arena.

Fecca: JAKE NAILED DREW WITH THAT CHAIR!

Styles: I KNEW IT!

“Here is your winner and the NEEEEEWWWWW PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING TODAY CHAMPION�?SEIFER!�?/FONT>

[ The referee climbs up the dome and hands Seifer his title as he stands up and lifts it into the air as flashes abound go off. The music cuts as Seifer and Jake shake hands as “All Nightmare Long�?hits this time as Cross makes his way down to the ring and he too climbs up the dome as the three of them stand with their hands held up high as their theme blares around the arena.

Fecca: MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS! Seifer really did mean it when he said he'd do whatever it took. But damn, what a FIGHT Drew brought tonight!

Styles: The Horsemen are standing tall! I knew this would happen all along!

Fecca: Well what an incredible match, and an incredible night it has been! Hardcore Hell IV is officially in the books, THANK YOU AND GOOD NIGHT!
[ The Hardcore Hell logo hits followed by PWT's before fading to black. ]

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