"Walk" begins to play over the pa and the crowd comes to life, then out walks Jay who leaps into the air doing the splits and drops on his feet, then shoots his fists in the air and with his thumbs points to himself as RVD would while the crowd chants along with his gesture...L.......A.......Jay! He then heads down the ramp high fiving fans.

Nick Roland: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match for the SEF World Tag Team Titles! Making his way to the ring at this time, he hails from Los Angelos California, he weighs 225 pounds, he is the Innovator of Insanity.....L...A...Jay!

The crowd cheer and chant for Jay who leaps on to the ring apron now, then catapults himself over the top rope landing on his feet, spins around and jumps on the middle turnbuckle pointing to himself again as the crowd chants along with him again...L.....A.....Jay! He hops down and then the lights go completely out and then we hear the words......

"The Suicidal, Homicidal, Arabian Knight Has Arrived"

We then hear "Bad Religion" hit the pa and and play for a few minutes, then the lights pop back on to find Mesa sitting the corner of a ring with his hands in a prayer motion as he looks up to the heavans yelling "ALA".

Nick Roland: And his partner in the ring now, from Los Angelos California, he weighs 220 pounds, the homicidal suicidal arabian knight.......Mesa!

Mesa gets up after he is announced and stretches his arms, gets ready to fight. He and Jay slap hands together and turn theior attention to the stage. "Iron Man" begins to rumble over the pa now and we soon see Destruction come marching out in their trademark leather wearing the Tag Titles and the crowd booing them immensely.

Nick Roland: And their opponents at a combined weight of 635 pounds, they are the SEF World Tag Team Champions, the team of Destruction, Thrash and Slash!

The monsters just march down the ramp and rip off their titles tossing them in the ring, then they rip off their masks, vests, and chaps and now they slide in the ring, but Jay baseball slides at Thrash sending him out on his face. Mesa springs off the ropes at the same time and spins around with a leg drop across the back of Slash's neck. He and Jay pull up Slash and nails some forearms on him, Jay leaps up nailing a spinning back kick, then they both whip Slash across the ring who comes back looking for a double clothesline. Mesa dives at Slash for a spear while Jay ducks around sweeping the back of his legs and they bring Slash down on his back, Mesa goes for a pin, 1.............2.kickout!

Nick Miller: Just barely two, so not near enough to be three, but some good teamwork by Jay and Mesa early on, they could win this.

Greg Boone: Not a chance, their just getting some lucky shots in, Destruction ain't even warmed up.

Thrash is in the ring now and he charges Jay turning him inside out with a hard clothesline, but the ref is trying to maintain some kinda order now and forces him to a corner, then directs Jay to a corner as Mesa comes off the middle turnbuckle with a leg drop to Slash. He sits up Slash and locks in an armbar on him now, then leaps up on his feet and wraps his legs around Slash's neck in a triangle choke while keeping the armbar locked in making Slash actually scream in pain.

Nick Miller: Unique hold by Mesa, looks like Daddy Mack's Show Strangla!

Slash goes nuts, but fights up on his knees, Mesa is on his back with his legs still wrapped around Slash's head. Slash pulls himself up to his feet and lifts Mesa up into a powerbomb position, but almost falls from the chokehold still applied. Slash backs up against the ropes leaning on the with Mesa still latched on, but then Slash springs off the ropes and falls forward with a powerbomb flattening Mesa. Slash rolls to his corner and reaches up for the tag. Thrash makes it and comes in dropping an elbow to Mesa's chest, then pulls Mesa into a sitting position and applies a rear chinlock on him. He really rips Mesa back against his knee, but Mesa fights it and shows no sign of giving up. Thrash decides to let him go and get up, rush over and clock Jay in his jaw knocking him to the floor, then rushes back with a kick at Mesa who rolls out of the way, backs against the ropes and springs forward dropkicking Thrash's knee. Mesa runs to the ropes and comes back shoulder blocking the same knee, then he goes up to the top rope and flies off for a cross body, but Thrash catches him staggering a bit, then drops him with a backbreaker across his knee and lets Mesa drop to the mat and pins, 1................2.......kickout!

Nick Miller: Damn, Mesa working on those legs, but still couldn't hurt the big man enough to get him down or even weakened.

Greg Boone: Those monsters are indestructable and unbeatable!

Thrash sits Mesa up applying a sleeper, but Jay comes off the top rope with a clothesline to Thrash's head knocking him backwards. Slash charges in ripping Jay up and runs him into a corner, then presses him in the air and sends Jay out to the floor. Mesa comes from behind nailing several elbows to Slash's kidneys, then moves past him running up the turnbuckles and leaps around to Slash and executes a hurricanrana on him.

Nick Miller: Whoa, the big man is down, oh my, so is Mesa!

Thrash clotheslined Mesa hard to the canvas. He now lifts him up, whips Mesa to the ropes and looks for a big boot, but Mesa ducks and leaps to the middle rope, leaps around for a cross body, but gets caught by Thrash. Jay comes off the top rope with a dropkick to Mesa knocking him down on top of Thrash into a pin, 1.................Slash kicks Mesa in his head and Jay flies at him with elbows to the head rocking Slash into a corner. He looks for an irish whip, but Slash reverse sending Jay back into the corner, then charges him with a shoulder. Jay flips up and rolls over Slash who buries his shoulder against the ringpost. Thrash catches Jay with a tackle to the mat, then rolls to the floor, pulls Jay out and tosses him on top of the announce table. Mesa baseball slides out nailing Thrash in the back sending him against the table. Mesa pulls Thrash to the steps slamming his head on them, then slams his head against the ringpost and leans him against the post now. Mesa hops up on the announce table now and runs across it looking to fly at Thrash with a dropkick, but Slash dives through the ropes tackling Mesa back against the guard rail sending it back about ten feet.

Nick Miller: My god, what a suicide dive into a tackle by Slash, that was insane!

Greg Boone: Told ya these monsters are unstoppable!

Mesa lays against the rail on the floor as Slash gets up, Thrash and Jay are coming to blows oin the floor as the raf calls for the bell which sounds.

Nick Roland: Due to both team failing to answer a count of ten to get back in the ring they have both been counted out and this match is a draw!

The crowd boos and Slash charges over helping Thrash with Jay. They slam him against the ring apron, then rip him up and just slam him down to the floor and now roll Jay into the ring. Thrash and Slash slide in and Slash gets on the second turnbuckle as Thrash pulls Jay on to his knee in a backbreaker. Slash nails the elbow drop flipping Jay 180 degrees in the variation called Total Destruction!

Greg Boone: Yea, now there are the real winners of the match, the Tag Champs and the most dominant tag team ever...Destruction!'

Nick Miller: True they are the ones standing, but offically no one won as all four men were counted out. This rivalry probably isn't over though.

"Iron Man" is playing now as Thrash and Slash head up the aisle with their Tag Titles, the crowd booing them as Mesa rolls in the ring holding his ribs and Jay comes too holding his head.

Were backstage where Destruction are walking with intimidating steps carrying their Tag Titles, but comming straight at them is Frank E Dangerously who stops and looks up with a disgust. Thrash and Slash just stare down at him.

FED: A few words of warning you big bastards, in time you monsters of mayhem will be destroyed, you will be annilihated!

Thrash and Slash back up Frankie, but then we see a hand lay on his shoulder and it belongs to Steve Whitmore, the chief of security. He pulls Frankie away and we also see Axel Tate and Flamez there. Destruction doesn't back up, but Steve tells them not to try it or their gone. Frankie has disappeared now and Steve motions Axel and Flamez to part which they do, then Steve steps aside and tells Destruction to go and so they do while keeping their eyes on the security.

Nick Miller: Hell of a threat by Frankie who almost got killed, but luckily security had his back.

Greg Boone: I'd a like to see Frankie get pummeled, damn it.

The 20 foot ladder is stood up at the end of the aisle near the ring and the referee stands in the ring holding the loop. "I Stand Alone" hits the pa as Orton comes out from the curtain making his way down the ramp, stops at the middle, raises his arms in the air cross them like an "X" as huge bright white light pyro goes off leaving flaming "X" behind him.

Nick Roland: The following match is a ladder match for the SEF King Of The Ring Championship! Now making his way to the ring, from St Louis Missouri, he weighs 240 pounds, Chris Orton!

He continues to walk down the ramp make his way up the steel stairs and enters the ring, walks over to corner of the ring climbs the second turnbuckle, steps up and raises his arms in the air crossing them like an "X" then the camera shows fans cheering for him. The lights go out and red and blue lights circle the arena as "You Don't Know" hits the PA.

Nick Roland: On his way to the ring, from New York, New York, he weighs in at 350lbs and he is the SEF King Of The Ring Champion............. "The Ultimate Protector" Jordan Brooks!

Once he comes out and is a quarter the way to the ring, he squats down and white pyro goes off from left to right as he raises up slowly and raises his fists in the air. Jordan then makes his way down the ramp. Once inside the ring, Jordan goes to the far right turnbuckle and poses for the crowd by pointing to himself, then he gets down and runs the ropes a lil warming up. He has his title in hand and stares at Orton who stares back. Jordan hands it to the ref who straps it to the loop which now raises up 20 feet, Orton and Jordan staring up at it and stepping to the middle of the ring, then they look dead ahead into each others eyes, their nose to nose now and the bell rings. Jordan throws a right, but he's blocked and Orton fires off a few rights at Jordan rocking him back a bit.

Nick Miller: Orton the quicker of the two catching Jordan with some punches.

Orton looks for an irish whip, but Jordan stops and pulls him forward burying a knee to his gut, then hooks him up and lifts Orton into a suplex, holds him for a few seconds before dropping to the mat. Jordan gets up in a slow, methodical pace, pulls Orton up by his head slapping it, then shoves him, bends down and charges slamming Orton into a corner, nails a few shoulder thrusts to his gut, then brings a foot up choking him with it. Jordan backs off a bit, then charges back in, but Orton sidesteps him and Jordan smashes into the tucnbuckles. Orton grabs him by the neck with his arm, but gets almost back to back and falls forward executing an unorthodoxed backbreaker on Jordan taking him down.

Nick Miller: Hell of a backbreaker by Orton.

Greg Boone: Not enough to get him a win.

Orton has rooled to the floor and he is near the ladder now. He pushes it together and pulls it down leaning it on the ropes, then pushes it into the ring, but it still leans on the ropes. Orton rolls back inside now and gets up, ducks a clothesline from Jordan and runs to the ropes, comes back for his own clothesline, but Jordan ducks and catches him in a front waistlock. He lifts Orton up for a bearhug, but Orton boxes his head with punches, gets free starts hammering Jordan with punches. He walks Jordan near the ladder and attempts a scoop slam, but Jordan blocks it, elbows Orton in his head, then rips up Orton to his shoulder and powerslams him on the ladder.

Nick Miller: Oh good god that had to hurt.

Greg Boone: Well no shit and this could mean a win for Jordan.

Nick Miller: Maybe, its still relatively early.

Jordan exits the ring now and shoves the timekeeper out of his chair, grabs it and slides in the ring now. As he gets up and raises the chair Orton is up and flies at him with a spear taking Jordan to the mat, then sits up and begins hammering him with punches. He soon stands up and comes off the ropes dropping a knee to Jordan's head, then sits him up and wrenches on a sleeper hold. Jordan immediately begins fighting and gets up on his knees, but Orton keeps it locked in and falls backwards wrapping his legs in a body scissors around Jordan. He really wrenches it on, Jordan fights it though, rocks his body and tries getting free. Orton is relentless. but Jordan keeps fighting, he punches at Orton's legs, digs an elbow into his calf, but Orton just grimaces and keeps latched on. Jordan starts to weaken it seems, his arms appear to become heavy for him and they fall at his sides.

Nick Miller: Oh man, Orton attached to Jordan like an extra limb, a 240 pound limb that is really wearing Jordan down.

Greg Boone: He can't win this way though.

Nick Miller: He can incapacitate Jordan long enough to retreive the title.

Greg Boone: Never!

Jordan shows some fight, but still cannot escape and his arms fall limp again, Orton lets him loose a lil and then releases his arms, nails some crossfaces to the side of Jordan's head, then applies the sleeper again, his legs still in a body scissors. Jordan just looks out of it now, his eyes closed and his head hanging limp. Orton releases again and now releases his legs and kicks Jordan away, he just rolls on his stomach and doesn't move. Orton gets himself up and walks to the ladder, pulls it in the ring and stands it upright in the middle, unfolds it and centers it under the title. He eyes Jordan who moves a lil, but is still down, then Orton just starts climbing up the ladder moving kinda quick, but carefully.

Nick Miller: Orton climbing up first and he could win it.

Greg Boone: C'mon Jordan, get up and dominate him!

Jordan pushes himself up on his knees as Orton gets nearly halfway, then Jordan fights up on his feet, but Orton stops and looks down at him. He positions himself turned around a lil and leaps off for a cross body at Jordan sees him in time, but catches him, staggers a lil and runs forward slamming Orton's back into the ladder moving it a lil. Jordan hoists Orton up on his shoulder and turns in a half circle planting him with a powerslam and pops up now grabbing the ropes and goes nuts.

Greg Boone: Yea, now that is domination, Orton with a leap of faith and Jordan destroys him.

Nick Miller: Its not over yet!

Jordan pulls up Orton looking for the Big Apple Bomb and rips him up, but Orton starts unloading punches on him, Jordan staggers back against the ladder and Orton gets free climbing up it. Jordan turns and climbs up right after him clubbing at his legs, then his back and he gets in the same spot, they trade punches until Orton buries a knee kinda low to Jordan.

Greg Boone: No fair, that's an illegal move!

Nick Miller: No rules in a ladder match and it only looked low, only Jordan knows for sure.

Jordan's face says it was low, but Orton grabs him by the head and leaps off the ladder with him nailing the CKO and both men feel it, Jordan more so.

Nick Miller: What a move off the ladder, but both men are down.

Orton stirs up to his knees and gets to the ropes pulling himself up. He gets to the ladder and starts climbing it slow at first, but gets about halfway when Jordan grabs the bottom, rung and pulls himelf up to his feet leaning on the ladder. Orton keeps climbing and Jordan looks up, then shakes the ladder, but runs to the ropes and comes back shoulder blocking the ladder. It wobbles and Orton hangs on trying to steady it. Jordan comes off the ropes again and spears the ladder this time tipping it over, Orton drops off it and lands throat first on the top rope as the ladder lands next to him. Orton pops up holding his throat, Jordan pulls him around and kicks him low, then rips him up and slams him down with the Big Apple Bomb!

Greg Boone: Oh yea, its all Jordan now, this match is his!

Nick Miller: Orton is out, the fall from the ladder followed by that massive powerbomb, it could be over.

Jordan has the ladder stood up now and starts climbing it in a steady pace. Orton stirs and tries sitting up, but keeps falling back in pain. Jordan gets near the top as Orton finally sits up and reaches the ropes pulling himself up on wobbly feet. Jordan stands on the third rung from the top now as Orton falls forward to the ladder trying to the ladder. Jordan reaches grabbing the title, then with his other hand reaches up and unstraps it pulling the belt down to the top of the ladder and puts his hands on top keeping himself steady.

Nick Roland: Here is your winner of the match and still the SEF King Of The Ring Champion...........Jordan Brooks!

"You Don't Know" hits the pa as orton looks up with pain in his eyes that he lost and he staggers backwards to the ropes hanging his head down as the crowd boos Jordan who climbs down the ladder. Once on the mat he raises up his title in the air making motions of being the man. Orton is heading up the ramp now as Jordan continues his celebration among the boos before he finally leaves.

Nick Miller: Hell of a match by these two young stars, Jordan with the win, but I don't think this war is over.

Greg Boone: If Orton wants more he'll get more....more ass kickings from Jordan!

Nick Miller: We'll see about that. Up next we got a triple threat for two titles with two former friends colliding and don't forget the third man, he could get the biggest win of his career if he plays his cards right!

So its time for the next match, the ring cleared and ready to go.

Nick Roland: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is a triple threat for the SEF Intercontinental Title and the SEF International Title! Introducing first, making his way to the ring first, from Death Valley, he weighs 260 pounds and is accompanied by Danny Hansen, he is the SEF International Champion...........Black Scorpion!

"Last Resort" is playing over the pa as Scorpion walks to the ring in his black gear with his title draped over his shoulder and his bat in hand. Hansen follows him smirking deviously. The crowd boos loud as Scorpion heads up the steps and gets in the ring, raises his bat and title in the air, then hands the title to the ref and lays his bat in a corner. He removes his coat now as we hear "Drag The Waters" hit and Troy comes calmly walking to the ring. He just stands on stage staring at the crowd for a few seconds, then makes his way down the ramp.

Nick Roland: And one of his opponents, making his way to the ring from Denver Colorado, he weighs 350 pounds, Troy Storms!

He flashes the wolfpac sign, then he gets on the apron and steps over the top rope. Troy then moves to the ropes and thrusts his fist in the air. He turns staring at Scorpion who stares back, Hansen outside the ring watching this. We hear "Regular People" come over the pa and the crowd gives off a mixed reaction as Torres comes out with a cocky swagger.

Nick Roland: Now making his way to the ring, from Seattle Washington, he weighs 280 pounds, he is the SEF Intercontinental Champion........Nick Torres!

He begins walking down to the ring now, fans reach for him and Torres high fives some. Torres gets to the steps and heads up them getting into the ring. Torres stomps his feet as he kinda bends down some and points his thumbs to himself getting pumped up, then raises his arms out straight. He takes his toothpick out, then turns starting the match by throwing his toothpick at Storms who steps back holding his eye. Torres turns to a rushing Scorpion and the two start trading punches.

Nick Miller: Torres starting this match and he's on fire.

Greg Boone: Storms will put it out!

Torres hammers Scorpion to the ropes, then whips him across the ring and Storms steps forward some nailing a big boot planting Scorpion to the mat. Torres runs the ropes bouncing towards Scorpion and nails a leg drop on him, then he gets up and Storms drops an elbow to Scorpion. Torres rips up Scorpion, but Storms kicks Scorpion in the gut and rips him up dropping him with the Westside Bomb. He steps back motioning Scorpion is done. Torres pulls him up now and bends him down, then lifts him up quickly and drops him with the Westsiders Edge. he moves into a pin hooking his leg, 1.....................2......................3!

Nick Roland: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match by pinfall and the new SEF International Champion.............Nick Torres!

"Regular People" hits the pa as Torres gets up and Storms now gets a mic and moves close grabbing Torres hand. Hansen gets Scorpion out and helps him out of there as Torres gets his titles now and the music cuts when Storms raises the mic.

Troy Storms: You all thought we were heading into a war, but what none of knew was that the real war is us against SEF as it always has been!

The crowd boos.

Troy Storms: The Westsiders are back, but once again......

Storms moves the mic to Torres who smirks.

Nick Torres: ....you don't why were back....hahahaha!

They both laugh now as Storms drops the mic and then we hear "Cowboys From Hell" hit the pa causing more boos from the crowd and the two bad boys in black raise their hands doing the clique sign. They soon head to the back laughing.

Nick Miller: Interesting what happened here, Storms helps Torres win and now their back, but we don't know why.....what the hell is that all about?

Greg Boone: These two men have something big up their sleeves and SEF is in trouble.

Nick Miller: Well no doubt, but why are they doing this?

Greg Boone: Maybe cause they can!?

Nick Miller: Ok, well next we got the Underground Title on the line, Thor defends against Rayne Rocco who has yet to in a match in SEF, but after revealing an alliance with his cousin Rob who knos what may happen next!

The arena darkens a lil and some white lights flash around the entrance as "Perfect Strangers" by Deep Purple begins to play and out steps Rayne acting cocky and motioning to himself in an almost sexual manner.

Nick Roland: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Underground Championship. Introducing first, making his way to the ring, he hails from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania and weighs 225 pounds, he is The REAL Franchise...........Rayne Rocco!

Rayne walks on down the aisle acting all smug and taunts the crowd. He heads up the ring steps and gets into the ring pointing to himself and holds up the Triad sign. Rayne then disrobes in a sexual manner eyeing some women in the crowd, tosses his robe over the top rope and gets ready. "I Don't Want To Stop" hits the pa and Thor comes running out, thrusts his fists in the air, then bolts down the ramp and slides into the ring, pops up and jumps on the turnbuckles.

Nick Roland: Now in the ring from New York City, he weighs 250 pounds and is the Underground Champion, Thor!

He thrusts his fists in the air again, then hops down and is ready for the match. Thor hands his title to the ref who holds it up, then hands it to the timekeeper and the bell rings now. Rayne rushes across the ring behind Thor who must see or hear him or something as he steps out of the way. Rayne crashes into the corner and Thor clubs him across the back, then grabs him in a waistlock drags him back some, then nails a hard german suplex, gets up and runs the ropes coming back with a baseball slide dropkick to Rayne's ribs. Thor kneels up and turns Rayne over nailing some punches to his head, then gets up pulling Rayne up and whips him into the ropes. Rayne bounces back, ducks a clothesline and runs to the ropes and back to Thor leaping for a cross body, but Thor grabs and snaps around nailing a quick, hard powerslam and pins, 1...................2......kickout!

Nick Miller: Man, fast paced start to this one and Thor really taking it to Rayne.

Greg Boone: He'll fizzle out soon.

Thor has Rayne in a sleeper now pushing down on his neck quite a bit. We suddenly see Rob Rocco run out to the ring and jump up on the apron, the ref gets in his face now keeping from coming in. Thor lets Rayne go and jumps up to confront Rob, but the ref keeps them seperate as best he can. Rayne gets up and charges behind Thor who moves out of the way. Rayne slams into the ref with a forearm to his head and this knocks Rob to the floor, the ref slumps to the mat out of it. Thor clubs Rayne across his back and whips him across the ring, then charges for The Gore, but Rayne leapfrogs him and turns. Thor stops at the ropes and turns now, Rayne leaps up and nails him with a dropkick.

Nick Miller: The ref is down and Rayne may have the upperhand here, could turn ugly.

Greg Boone: What's that supposed to mean?

Nick Miller: You know very well what I mean!

Rayne rolls to the outside and gets a table sliding it in the ring, then he grabs a chair and slides in with it. Thor is kneeling up hen Rayne slams the chair over his head knocking him to his back. He tosses the chair down, then Rayne picks the table and unfolds one set of legs, then leans the side with its legs still folded against the turnbuckles in a corner. Rayne pats the table, then he picks up Thor laying him against the table and he walks to the opposite corner, turns and squats down imitating Thor.

Nick Miller: Oh man, Rayne setting for The Gore through that table and the ref is still down, damn it!

Rayne waits for Thor stir a lil, stands up off the table groggily, then Rayne starts running, but Thor snaps out of it and charges as well nailing a knee to Rayne's gut flipping him over to his back. Rob is in the ring now, but Thor suddenly charges at him nailing The Gore flattening him. We suddenly see a large man enter the ring wearing a sleeveless body suit with blood dripping on it and the middle is black with three blood dripping letters, BBB. No hair and a tattoo covers his head, the man looks means as hell and he charges Thor sending a kick to his ribs, then rips up Thor and whips him to the table and charges spearing Thor through the table, but grabs and swings out with a side belly to belly suplex to the middle of the ring.

Nick Miller: My god, what a move by this monster of a man, buty who the hell is he?

Greg Boone: Beats me, but Thor is done now!

The large man grabs Robe getting him out of the ring, then starts slapping the ref to wake him up. Rayne pulls up Thor and nails The Plunge, then hooks his leg and pins.

Nick Miller: No, not like this!

The ref comes too and sees Rayne pinning Thor, so he crawls over and slaps the mat.............1...................2.....................3............he signals for the bell and lays down still hurt.

Nick Roland: Here is your winner of the match and your new Underground Champions...............Rayne Rocco!

"Perfect Strangers" hits as Rayne jumps up estaticly going nuts and gets his title hugging to his body. Rob is in the ring holding his ribs and the large man stands with him as Rayne is celebrating, the crowd booing like crazxy and some trash is thrown in the ring. Rayne goes to both men and hugs them, holds up his pinkie, ring, and middle finger in the old triple threat sign as do the other two.

Greg Boone: Oh yea, he did it, he destroyed Thor and finally we have a good champion!

Nick Miller: What the hell are you on?

Rayne has a mic now and his title on his shoulder, he stands next to Rob as the large man stands to Rayne's other side.

Rayne Rocco: What all you ignorant son of a bitches are looking at right now is the three greatest talents this business will ever see, real talent is in this ring right now! You all know my cousin Rob from last week, but this other man, this big man here, he too is my cousin, he goes by the name of Big Bill Butcher, the three of us are family, but were close enough to be brothers, were known as The Triad and there is no one in SEF who can touch us, literally and as far as talent goes, especially that no talent hack Trent Flash or that overrated asshole Daddy Mack!

The crowd boos insanely at that statement, more trash is thrown in the ring now, Rayne is pissed.

Rayne Rocco: Face facts, we are the greatest there are and tonight is only the start of us proving that because in time everyone will come to realize how great we are, even your precious hero Mack, he is no showsteala, but he does steal the fucking spotlight from real stars like myself, like all three of us!

Rayne tosses the mic down and raises his title in the air as his cousins Rob and Bill raise up their hands, then they all flash the old triple threat sign now known as the Triad sign before all three exit the ring and we hear "Perfect Strangers" playing, the crowd still booing very loud.

Nick Miller: Well it seems we got a new champion despite how he won, but also we have a new stable in SEF, once that just made an impact and could make a bigger one, Rayne sure had no kind words for Mack, odd.

Greg Boone: Maybe the two have some bad history that's only known between them or something. That aside I believe these guys are gonna go a long ways and be on top of SEF for a longtime!

Nick Miller: Could be so, they do have talent, but they also have huge egos, least Rayne does as he's the only one to say a lot or anything at all. Speaking of talent though, our headliner is coming up, two very talented men go into a fight, Black Bob challenges the World Champ Viper!

And so here it is, time for the main event and we find the ring is cleared out and ready for this huge fight, the big fight of the night!

Nick Roland: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the main event of the evening and it is scheduled to be a street fight and is one fall to a finish. It is also for the SEF World Heavyweight Championship!

"Black Bob" comes over the pa we see the lights flash a bit and some spotlights roam around a bit. Bob then makes his way out and does nothing real special, sorta pumps himself up, high fives fans on his way to the ring, and just walks on down the aisle.

Nick Roland: Introducing first, making his way to the ring from the streets of Detroit Michigan, he weighs 205 pounds, the Original Gangsta......Black Bob!

Once in the ring he grabs the top rope on any side and raises his fist in the air, then spins around quickly and makes motions of slapping up his opponent, flashes some thug symbols, and talks trash. "The Unforgiven" plays for about one minute and the lights dim, then we see a single spotlight shine on the curtain and from it emerges Viper with a Metallica t-shirt on and a bottle of water in his hand which he douses on his head and takes a drink from as he walks to the ring.

Nick Roland: And his opponent, making his way to the ring now, from Las Vegas Nevada, he weighs 255 pounds, he is The Dominant Player and the SEF World Heavyweight Champion...... Triple V!

He heads down the aisle, walks up the steel steps getting into the ring and gets a mouthful of water before tossing the bottle away. He goes to the side of the ring and stands with one foot on the bottom rope, another on the middle rope, and he thrusts his right fist in the air while spewing the water out in a mist. Viper hops down and rips off his shirt tossing it to the crowd, then flexes on the turnbuckles. He hops down and stretches his arms preparing for the match. Viper undoes his title and hands it to the ref who raises it in the air, then hands it to the timekeeper who then rings the bell. Bob and Viper come toe to toe in the middle of the ring. They just stare deadlocked at each other, no words spoken, then Viper raises his right fist up about stomach level. Bob raises his and they knock fists together and back up a lil circling each other.

Nick Miller: Respect shown between these two men, this is gonna be a hell of a fight for sure!

The two men move into a lock up and struggle for power, Viper winning that and he shoves Bob into a corner, Viper backs up and gives a slight smirk. Bob steps out of the corner nodding he can take it. They move back towards each other for a lockup and rather than go for power Bob gets Viper in a headlock wrenching away on him. Viper pushes Bob off to the ropes and Bob comes back for a shoulderblock, but Viper stands his ground. Bob looks up at Viper who smirks and Bob runs back to the ropes, comes back ducking a clothesline and runs the opposite ropes coming back leaping up for a shoulderblock and staggers Viper backwards. Bob runs to the side and leaps on to the middle rope, then leaps off with a flying clothesline, but Viper ducks slightly catching Bob for a bearhug, no, he whips around hard and slams him down with a spinebuster, then rolls into a pin hooking his leg, 1.....................2...............kickout!

Nick Miller: Near fall by Viper, this match starting off real good.

Greg Boone: Yes it is, Viper with the control as I expected, he is the man and he will win!

Viper rolls to the floor and reaches under the ring grabbing a trash can, tosses it in the ring and pulls out a table, slides that in, then searches more, grabs a singapore cane, fire extinguisher, ballbat wrapped in razor wire, and a cookie sheet tossing them all in the ring. Viper looks mad as he searches for something else, pulls a ladder out and leans it against the ring ropes, looks to bends back down, but Bob dropkicks the ladder knocking it into Viper sending him against the guard rail, the ladder lays on him. Bob leaps over the top rope to the apron, leaps up on the middle rope and launches himself turning in mid air with a cross body to the ladder smashing Viper under it, but Bob falls holding his ribs.

Nick Miller: My god what a sacrifice made by Bob to take out Viper....my god!

Greg Boone: The dumb son of a bitch just took himself out too.

Bob pulls himself up as Viper appears to be cut open on his head, he's on his hands and knees. Bob grabs the ladder sliding it in the ring, then pulls up Viper walking him around slamming his head into the commentating table. He grabs Viper by his hair slamming his back against the ring, then spears him into it. Bob rolls Viper into the ring, then climbs up on the apron and walks to the turnbuckles climbing up to the top rope. Viper gets up with his back to Bob who leaps off bringing Viper down with a bulldog. Bob gets to his feet and grabs the table setting it up near a corner, then he grabs the barbed wire ballbat and sits Viper up and runs the bat up Viper's head ripping him open even more and blood just pours down his face now as Viper screams in pain.

Greg Boone: Damn it, this isn't fair! Viper can't see, how can he fight back?

Nick Miller: It has to be hard to see, but it is a street fight and he can wipe the blood away!

Bob drops the bat and lifts up Viper turning him and bends him down, then lifts Viper up and back dropping him with a piledriver. Bob grabs the singapore cane and gets up, starts laying in shots to Viper's ribs with it, then cracks one good one in his head laying Viper flat. Bob goes up to the top rope and leaps backwards nailing a moonsault and stays on for the pin hooking his leg, 1..................2..................kickout! Bob sits up muttering something and he grabs the trash as he gets to his feet, looks to the table and sets the can next to it, then pulls up Viper and walks him over leaning him on the table. Bob grabs the trash can and lifts it up to put it over Viper who kicks Bob in the gut now, then grabs the trash can and slams it to his head, tosses it down and grabs Bob in a facelock dropping him with a ddt.

Nick Miller: Viper fighting back and he gets Bob down, but he is still hurting.

Viper pulls himself up and grabs the fire extinguisher, leans in a corner and waits for Bob to stand up. Once Bob is on his feet Viper moves towards him and when Bob turns Viper bashes him right in the head knocking him back on to the table. Viper drops the extinguisher, then grabs the cookies sheet nailing Bob with a hard shot, then another, and then a third and the sheet is about in half, so he tosses it away. Viper hammers Bob with punches and lays him on the table, then grabs the trash can laying it on Bob. Viper gets out on the apron and climbs to the top rope now.

Nick Miller: Oh man, Viper going up top, a rare sight to see.

Greg Boone: But you know he'll nail whatever it is as he knows he has Bob down.

Viper gets to the top, but Bob tosses the can up hitting Viper in the head. Bob gets up and climbs the ropes hammering Viper with punches, then he hooks him up for a swinging neckbreaker and leaps off the ropes executing it, a move he calls St. Clair Suicide and right through table.

Nick Miller: OH MY GOD!

Both men are down and holding their necks, Bob not as in much pain.

Greg Boone: Again Bob takes himself out, what an idiot!

Nick Miller: Viper is worse off and with his past neck problems this could give Bob the win.

Bob rolls from the ring and grabs a trash can full of eapons from under it and he also grabs a stop sign and tosses them in the ring. He then grabs a chair and slides in with it and drops it. Bob sets the ladder up near a corner, then he picks up the stop sign as Viper is kneeling up. Bob brings it down, but Viper quickly low blows, grabs the sign and slams it to Bob's head. He drops it and staggers, then dumps out the trash can getting a cheese grater out, sits up Bob and rakes it up his head cutting him open a lil. Viper tosses it away and grabs the can putting it over Bob's head, then runs to the ropes and comes back kicking the can sending Bob falling back. Viper grabs the chair and lifts it up now, Bob has his hand hidden from Viper and grasping the barbed wire bat. Viper looks to slam Bob with the chair when Bob turns quickly and brings the bat up low blowing Viper with it. he drops the chair and falls to his knees, Bob pulls him forward, hooks his arms and rips Viper up and over nailing the Back Alley Bomb and right on the trash can.

Nick Miller: My god this match is a brutal one, these two men have been in a war for six months and what a match to end it off with.

Bob has the chair and slams it down on Viper's head, then drags Viper to the middle of the ring, lays the chair over his chest and head and now looks to the ladder and starts climbing it. He gets to top and carefully stands on the very top, then Bob leaps off with the Detroit Death Drop landing on the chair crushing Viper underneath. Bob rolls off in pain.

Nick Miller: OH MY GOD!

The crowd is going nuts and chanting HOLY SHIT........HOLY SHIT.........HOLY SHIT...........HOLY SHIT........Bob slowly kneels up and falls over Viper and manages to get a leg hooked, 1...........................2..............................3! The ref calls for the bell now.

Nick Roland: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of the match by pinfall and your new SEF World Heavyweight Champion, the Original Gangsta................Black Bob!

And the crowd cheers loud, we hear "Black Bob" hit the pa as Bob kneels up in pain, but he smiles, his hand is raised and he is now handed the SEF Title which he clutches to his chest, his eyes well up with tears. Bob gets to his feet stumbling and he raises up the title to more cheers, he brings it down and looks at it with a smile. Viper sits up against the ropes now and pulls himself out to the floor, Bob alks over and yells for him to come back in, but Viper motions no and says its your time, you earned it, then he stumbles up the aisle to the back. Bob nods to him and raises up the title celebrating as he has earned this spotlight.

Nick Miller: My god what a match that was, what a way to end this night, what respect shon here between a legend like Viper and one hell of a fighter like Bob.

Greg Boone: It was a great match, seeing Viper ackowledge Bob makes him ok I guess, but damn it, I wanted Viper to win!

Nick Miller: I like Viper too, but everyone gets their chance to shine and its Bob's time, Viper even.........wait a second, I got word were having problems in the production truck, were going back n-

Were outside the production truck now where the door is open and the crew is running out of it like madmen, the last one out yells to the cameraman, "Get outta here, its gonna blow!" The guy runs for cover and the view becomes shaky and the truck becomes further away as the cameraman runs backward, then we see the truck start to explode and we go to static..................from there it goes to black.