(The scene opens up to what looks like a shot of tonights venue. You can see Dan Coil siting on a stack of trunks somewhere in the back of the arena. Dan has his head down and is wearing his combat boots, ratty blue jeans, and leather jacket. This time he has no shirt on under the jacket and even though the long black hair is draped over his face you can see he is wearing an indian choker. You can see Dan's fists are taped as he pushes his hair to the back of his head as he starts to speak.)

Dan Speaks*

"It has been a few days since you last saw me and I put up an open challenge that has gone un-answerd. That doesnt sit well with me and everyone here tonight will see exactley what I mean. Somebody tonight is going to see exactley what I am saying. Somebody tonight will see what it means to be on my bad side. I let everyone know that if I went ignored I was just going to lash out on someone and tonight is that night. I dont care about interupting someones match, or wedging myself into somebodys rivalries. I could go on and on about what is going to happen... but im not. I am simply going to say this... stay tuned."

(Dan gets up and starts to walk off down the hall. As he is walking away you see him rub his nose on his forearm as the scene switches back to ring side.)

[The scene opens with Damo walking down the hallway. Out of nowhere, Devon Storm flies into the picture with a forearm to Damo's head, knocking MSN's Monster into the wall. Damo turns, ducks a left punch, and drives his shoulder into Devon's midsection, slamming him into the wall on the opposite side of the hall.]

Joey: "Devon Storm seems to be getting revenge for last week, Trunks!"

Trunks: "God help him."

[Devon throws a double axe handle down on the back of Damo's neck, then another and another, but Damo doesn't budge. He lifts Devon, turns, and slams him back first into the opposite side of the hallway once again. Devon leans backwards and throws an elbow to Damo's temple, then a right to his jaw, and finally, Damo drops him. Devon kicks Damo's knee, but it doesn't bother him at all. Damo turns and throws a massive clothesline, causing Devon to land on the back of his head.]

Joey: "Ouch..."

Trunks: "Yeah..."

[Devon lies motionless on the ground for a few moments, and Damo turns to walk away, laughing at Storm's feeble attempts. Just as he turns, Devon grabs both legs and lifts, driving his shoulder into Damo's quads. With nothing to support him, Damo falls onto his face on the cold concrete floor, then rolls over to see Devon standing over him with a two-by-four. Devon swings, but Damo rolls out of the way and gets to a knee. He charges at Storm, who moves out of the way and swings the wooden weapon down at a passing Damo. The 2 x 4 cracks in half when it hits Damo's back, but it seems to have little impact on Damo.]

Joey: "Damo's a MONSTER!!!"

Trunks: "That's what they say, Joey..."

Devon: "Tonight is my night, b*tch."

[Damo turns and glares at Devon, and just when the two are about to charge at eachother, security spills into the hallway and holds them back. They lead Devon down the hallway and around the corner, and can barely hold Damo where he is. Slowly, the scene fades to black.]

Dominic Tirentino is seen backstage punching his fist into the palm of his hand. His hands are strapped and he’s ready for a fight. Taurus stands next to him while gripping his prized Impact Championship on his shoulder.

Taurus: I actually get some time off. I deserve it. I mean come on. Blade Law, Sapphire, Morgan Blair, Ace Hart and Shawn Xavier. All people that I retained my title against. In less than a week! Hell, I don’t think Matty Legend, WRM, Sapphire and Blade Law combined held this many title defenses period. I am perhaps the greatest Impact Champion of all time.

Dominic doesn’t care about Taurus�?Impact title reign right now. It’s obvious as his eyes remain lost in space thinking about his fight with Damien Destruction.

Taurus: hell, the only person who got the upper hand on me this week was Damo. But that’s because I had a tuxedo on.

Taurus taps his Impact title with pride.

Taurus: And Shawn Xavier, is he trash talking or what?

Mr. Tirentino turns around and looks at him deep in the eyes. Dominic brings his index finger up in front of Taurus�?face.

Dominic: We have *ONE* objective tonight. One. You forget about Shawn Xavier and his trash talk this week for tonight.

Taurus: I know. That’s why I got the keys already. She wanted this war. We’ll give it to her.

Dominic: You got them? How?

Taurus: I paid the lotboy some good money. No worries Dom. Everything is going to be her fault. You heard Mr. Anderson.

Dominic: That’s nice. But if you haven’t noticed I have a big fight tonight. My first actual fight in ten years. But I been training. Tonight I let the world know what I am made of! Tonight Damien Destruction falls.

Dominic walks out of camera view and Taurus shakes his head a bit knowing how serious Dominic is about tonight�?/FONT>

The scene opens with Thriller, Shawn Xavier, and Derek Arden standing in the ring at different corners. Thriller is smiling and waving to the children in the crowd, and Shawn and Derek look dead serious, not losing eye contact with eachother.]

Joey: "Well, this one should be interesting to say the least, eh Trunks?"

Trunks: "What are you, Canadian?"

Joey: "What??? Gah, nevermind. At any rate, coming off of a spectacular week, Shawn Xavier looks to keep his winning ways by defeating Thriller Succotash and newcomer Derek Arden in this triple threat."

Trunks: "Who are you putting your money on?"

Joey: "From the looks of things, it's gotta be either Shawn or Derek. These two seem to have been focusing a lot of anger towards eachother this past week, and by the looks of how they're looking at eachother right now, I'd say it's going to explode at any minute."

Trunks: "How can you just rule out the Thriller? I mean, he may be a little off, but He can still do his thing in the ring. Don't you remember his debut match against JC "The Method" Hall?"

Joey: "But we haven't even heard from him in nearly two weeks, and he just pops up for the match thinking he will win? Derek and Shawn look motivated, Trunks, and I---"

[Shawn and Derek charge at eachother, causing Thriller to jump in shock at the aweing speed. Shawn ducks a punch and hits a knee to Derek's gut, and follows with a double axe handle to Derek's back, knocking the newcomer to the mat. He turns and charges at an idle thriller, knocking him back into the corner. He climbs up and begins the ten punch combo, but Derek Arden reaches up, grabs his shoulders and slams him into the mat and off of thriller, who smiles at Derek and gives a thumbs up. Derek hesitates, finding humor in Thriller's actions, then delivers a strong right hook, sending Succotash sprawling out of the ring onto the floor.]

Joey: "Well, poor Thriller..."

[Shawn is back on his feet as Derek charges. Arden connects with a strong clothesline, sending Xavier straigh back to the mat. He continues the assault by dropping an elbow to Shawn's chest, then following up with a knee drop to the throat. Shawn grabbs his throat and rolls around the ring, away from Derek Arden, just as Thriller hops up onto the apron. He catapults himself over the ropes and delivers a dropkick to Arden's jaw, sending Derek flailing across the ring. Thriller gets to his feet and celebrates.]

Trunks: "Look at the carnage at the feet of Thriller Succotash! See, I told you he was worth watching."

Joey: "You're kidding right?"

[Shawn gets slowly to his feet and waits for Thriller to turn. He kicks Succotash in the gut, hooks his head, and delivers a DDT. Shawn gets back to his feet and turns to see Derek Arden standing as well. The two of them lock arms, trying to get the upper hand on their opponent. Derek pushes Shawn back into the ropes, but Xavier turns it around and whips Arden across the ring. As Derek approaches, Shawn Xavier lowers his shoulder, preparing to deliver a back body drop. Arden sees right through it and kicks Shawn in the chest, causing him to stand up straight and stagger backwards. Derek follows up with a strong clothesline and goes for a quick pin.]

Joey: "This could be it!!"

Ref: "ONE!!!!!! ----"

Trunks: "Not yet, Joey. Shawn kicks out after one."

[All three men are on their feet again, facing off and forming a triangle. Thriller is the first to charge, but he trips over his feet and lands on all fours between the two men. Seizing his chance, Shawn charges, jumps off of Thriller's back, hooks Arden's head, and hits an impact DDT. He bounces to his feet and kicks Thriller in the jaw, knocking him to the mat right beside Derek.]

Joey: "This has turned into the Shawn Xavier show, Trunks!"

[Shawn walks slowly over to Derek and pulls him up to his knees. Quickly, Arden hooks Shawn's head and hits a fireman's carry, and keeps the head locked, putting Shawn in a reverse chin lock in the middle of the ring. Thriller gets to his feet and charges with a forearm to Derek's head, breaking the hold and giving Shawn the time he needed to roll away. Derek rolls over and grabs Thriller by the throat and pushes him over and through the ropes to the outside. Shawn and Derek are on their feet at the same time, facing eachother. They charge and lock arms in the middle of the ring, trying to get the upper hand on eachother.]

Trunks: "Who can get the upper hand in this match? Which one of these two want it more?"

[Derek puts his foot behind Shawn's and positions himself behind Xavier, getting ready to deliver "The Dynasty." Thriller Succotash quickly rolls into the ring and delivers a chop block, causing Derek to fall onto his back and hold his knee in agony. He rolls out of the ring to get away from the action, trying to make sure he can still use his leg. Suddenly, the action in the ring pauses as the crowd swells, giving Shawn the chance he needed to roll away from Thriller, knocking the ref's knees out from under him and sending him falling through the ropes. Thriller and Shawn look at eachother and hesitate for a few moments as the crowd roars again.]

Joey: "It's Devon Storm!!!"

Trunks: "What exactly can HE want?"

[Devon jumps over a barricade and slides into the ring, positioning himself directly between Thriller Succotash and Shawn Xavier. The front of his body is pointed at the crowd, giving no clear indicator as to who his target is. Shawn is on his right, and Thriller on his left. Devon glances at Thriller and nods, causing Succotash to hesitate, waiting to see what will happen. Devon, keeping the front of his body towards the crowd, turns his head and looks at Shawn. He crouches down, getting in the "ready" position, preparing to deliver the Devastator to Xavier.]

Trunks: "It seems like Devon is still holding a grudge!"

Joey: "Stay down Shawn!!!"

[Just as Shawn gets to his feet and looks up, Devon kicks...]

Trunks: "WHAT!?"

[Thriller Succotash, having felt the full impact of the Devastator, falls to the mat in a motionless heap. Devon quickly rolls out of the ring and pushes the ref back in just as Shawn Xavier makes the cover.]

Joey: "OF COURSE!!! DEVON IS LEFT FOOTED!!! We should have noticed!!!"

Ref: "ONE!!!!! TWO!!!!! THREE!!!!!"

[Devon rolls back into the ring just as Shawn turns. The two of them have their fists clenched at their sides, looking at eachother maliciously. The ref attempts to put himself between the two to avoid further confrontations, but after a glare from both men, quickly backs down. Inch by inch, step by step, the two men approach eachother.]

Trunks: "Oh my god... This is gonna be great!?"

Joey: "Why did Devon give Shawn the win!?"

Trunks: "Who cares!? This is about to explode!!!"

[Finally, after what seemed like forever, the two men are standing face to face. The muscles in each men are tense, preparing for the fight. Instantly, both men change their demeanors and embrace in a hug directly in the middle of the ring. They smile at eachother, shake hands and look at Derek Arden, who just rolled into the ring.]

Trunks: "WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"

[Devon pulls Derek to his feet, and Shawn positions himself a few feet behind Arden... Devon backs up slowly, smiles to the crowd, and delivers another Devastator, causing Derek to spin on the spot, directly into the X-Effect from Shawn Xavier.]

Joey: "What does this mean!?"

Trunks: "WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON!?"

[The lights begin to flicker and "feel good" by the Gorilliaz blasts over the p.a. system. Out steps Impact champion Taurus. He struts down to the ring getting what seems to be a mixed reaction to the crowd. Shawn begins yelling and egging Taurus to come into the ring and fight him. However taurus stops halfway at the rampway. Taurus then shakes his head at Shawn and turns around and walks away.

Joey:What was that? Taurus playing mind games? I mean it's clear these two don't like each other why don't they just settle it.

Trunks:Oh com'on Taurus is a wise man he'll finish Shawn when he feels the need to.

Taurus disappears back behind the curtain as Devon and Xavier climb out of the ring, a part of the crowd behind the announcers table start to stand up grouping together as the new comer known as Dan Coil hops over the barricade and quickly slides into the ring where Derek Arden is slowly getting back to his feet. Dan steps up behind Derek, spins him around and drops him with a hard DDT. Dan gets up back stepping and drops out through the ropes backwards landing feet first on the floor still staring into the ring.

Joey: What in the world was that all about?

Trunks: Dan Coil sent out a challenge and it was never accepted, he told us earlier he would take things into his own hands, and it looks like he did just that!

Fade to a commercial break on the face of Dan Coil back stepping up the aisle.

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Trunks: There's so many inuendos and slang words floating around in the ring right now I don't even know what's going on!

SPEED comes soaring down off the top rope and drop kicks Rayo into Loco knocking Loco out of the ring. ACID runs off the ropes and comes back hitting a bulldog on Loco taking him face down on the mat. SPEED springboards off the top rope hitting a leg drop as soon as Loco rolls back over to his back.

Joey: We're about thirty seconds in to this thing and it's already got a lot of high impact moves!

Rayo springboards off the top rope and catches ACID with a hurricanrana. Rayo jumps back to his feet and catches SPEED with some right forearms backing him up to the ropes. Rayo whips SPEED to the ropes, but he reverses. Rayo hits the ropes and comes back. SPEED leap frogs Rayo.

Trunks: All he did was stand on his tip toes, Rayo just ran right underneath.

Rayo comes back and SPEED turns around and catches Rayo with a monkey flip right into ACID who catches him, spins around, and drops Rayo with a powerbomb. Loco comes back in and hits a drop kick to the face of ACID breaking the cover before a count can even be started. SPEED comes back and whips Loco to the ropes, Loco comes back and rolls under a spinning wheel kick from SPEED. SPEED back to his feet runs at Loco who back body drops him over the top rope. SPEED lands on the apron and hits Loco with a forearm as he turns around. Loco stumbles back and gets a drop kick to the face by ACID. Loco stumbles backwards and gets creamed by a springboard drop kick to the back by SPEED literally out of nowhere. Loco hits hard face first on the mat and slides completely out of the ring to the floor. Rayo runs at ACID who gives him a back body drop over the top to the floor as well, and the crowd goes crazy. ACID and SPEED both get back up waiting on The Diabloz tog et back up as well, they finally do and the two members of LSD both hit the ropes at the same time. They come back and both men jump, spin halfway around catching the backs of their legs on the top rope, flipping them over into double backflips and both men land right on top of The Diabloz.

Trunks: I hate to admit it, but thi has been a pretty entertaining match.

Joey: Lots of high risk moves early on in this bout.

SPEED and ACID pick up Rayo and Loco then roll them back into the ring. They both climb up onto the apron and hit a double springboard leg drop on Rayo and Loco, ACID and SPEED roll them both over at the same time for a double pin. 1...2...They both just barely kick out. SPEED picks Rayo up for a powerbomb as aCID jumps to the top rope. SPEED turns around and ACID jumps off hitting a cross body block across Rayo as SPEED slams him down at the same time. Loco stumbles around and turns right in to a spin kick to the face by SPEED as ACID sweep kicks his legs out from under him.

Trunks: They hit the High Spot on Rayo and the Speed Ball on Loco.

Joey: I think this match is all but won for the team of ACID and SPEED.

Loco is laid out in the center of the ring, SPEED and ACID drag Rayo's lifeless body on top of Loco as the two quickly step out on opposite sides of the ring holding the top rope. They both signal to each other then both men springboard at the same time and both come crashing down across both members of The Diabloz with a huge elevation double frog splash.

Joey: There's the move they call the Overdose!

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The ref slides in. 1....2....3!!

(We see a set of feet, adorned in wrestling boots, moving back and forth. We slowly move upwards, revealing a set of long legs, clothed by some very familiar pants. Continuing up some more, we see a flat tummy with an arm on either side and covered by a shirt, followed by a toned chest. Finally, the face of Isabella Taylor is revealed before us, and the fans in the arena clearly acknowledge it, erupting with appraisal. She stands in front of a mirror, bouncing from one side to the other, trying to get loose for her upcoming match�?and what a match it’s going to be. She breathes steadily, the nerves toying with her insides, as they always tend to do before just about any match. She continues doing this for several moments, getting into it a little more and emphasizing her movements a greater deal. In the background, we see Ryan Cain turn the corner and lean against the side of a locker with his hands in his pockets, just watching her for a second with a smile on his face.)

Ryan: �?Lookin�?good, kid.

(She slows her movements at the sound of Ryan’s voice, not stopping completely, as a tiny hint at a smile finds its way onto her face. Izzy stretches her arms back, lowering her eyes before looking back at Ryan.)

Isabella: You think so?

(Ryan gives her a sly nod. She turns, picking up her Championess Title Belt and slinging it over her shoulder, walking toward Ryan. She gets face to face with him now, in a friendly fashion, of course.)

Isabella: Come to see me off, have you?

Ryan: I suppose. This is where I’d usually tell you I’m going to the ring with you, but I know you’re not gonna let that happen.

Isabella: Your ne-�?

Ryan: I know, Izzy, my neck is about one shot away from broken. I know. Just be careful out there.

Isabella: Now, Ryan, in case you haven’t noticed�?

(Isabella looks down at her Title Belt, slung over her shoulder, displaying it to him.)

Isabella: �?I’m the reigning Championess of W2K.

Ryan: I have one of those too, you know, Izzy. And look where I am.

(Ryan leans down toward her, removing a hand from his pocket and placing it on the back of her neck.)

Ryan: I just don’t want anything to happen to you, girly. I’m lucky not to be paralyzed and my girlfriend is in the hands of some psychotic assh*le. Right now, as dramatic as it may seem, you’re really the only thing I’ve got.

Isabella: I know, Ryan�?but nothing’s going to happen to me. I’ll admit, I’m nervous going into this, but I can handle it�?

(Izzy smiles again as she bumps Ryan’s forehead lightly with her own.)

Isabella: �?I promise.

Ryan: Alright, girly�?see that it doesn’t. Now gimme a hug before you get out there.

(She steps forward into Ryan’s arms as he places a playful kiss on the top of her head. Izzy pulls away after a few moments.)

Ryan: Now go kick some ass, kid.

Isabella: I plan on it.

(A wink from Ryan, and Izzy turns, leaving the locker room and walking toward the entrance with a determined look on her face, Ryan watching her go�?now with a somewhat nervous expression of his own.)

The Scene opens up in Jeremy McMillions office, Jeremy sits at his desk, looking relaxed, sat back in a computer style spinny chair thing. Matt stands on the other side of the desk, his arms folded, looking pretty relaxed too... His black shades on.

Matty Legend: So you can't tell me anything about your Son?

Jeremy McMillion: Well Matt i'm not really sure what you want to know

Matty Legend: It's pretty simple, Jeremy-

Jeremy McMillion: Ahem

Matty Legend: I mean, Mr. McMillion. Has your son got any physical weaknesses... Say, a dodgy knee? Shakey ankle?... Anything?

Jeremy shakes his head...

Matty Legend: C'Mon! Gimme something!

Jeremy McMillion: Matt, i'm not going to give you advice on how to beat my own Son. Now, please, i'm busy

Jeremy motions towards the door... Matt rolls his eyes, stepping backwards towards the door... but still not satisfied.

Matty Legend: Well, it's not like it matters. I will beat Christian, Sir. Knowing his weaknesses would've been just something to help me out *IF* i needed it. Not that i will... or anything...

Legend looks still dis-satisfied, knowing that those weaknesses will definately help him out... He gives jeremy a slightly disgusted look, quite discrete though, and jeremy doesn't notice it.

Jeremy McMillion: Well Good Luck.

Matty Legend: Luck?... Ha.

Legend makes a "Psssht" sound.. and grasb the door knob and opens the office door, he shakes his head a little as he walks out the office. Stood outside are Blaze and Dakota... Legend slams the door closed, with some authority, showing his frustration. Blaze is the first to react...

Scott Blaze: Didnt go well then?

Matty Legend: Jeremy McMillion's lips were tighter than a ducks backside. I coul;dn't get anything from him.

Dakota: I doubt you'll need any advice, Matt.

Matt sighs... Poor Dakota, so young... heh. Legend shrugs, sliding off his glasses, giving another sigh as the Aristocracy walks down the hallway, side by side.

"GUYSSS!!!"

Scott Blaze: ...... D*mn...

Suddenly Eddie Macklin is in the Scene. Holding a microphone to his lips as he stands before Greatness, aka The Aristocracy.

Eddie Macklin: Please let's get a Few words from the.. say... 'Leader', of the Group. Tonight's special night for you isn't it.

Scott Blaze: Not really, Macklin. Infact, it's very very unspecial. As leader of this Group, it would be useful if i-

Matty Legend: Kept quiet and let the REAL leader speak. Now, Eddie, this night is certainly a special one because it's Micheals versus Greatness Perssonfied.. it's the English legend against the Southern peasant, It's-

Scott Blaze: Not that Special. Micheals is a Joke. And Matt, YOU are not the Leader

Que cool Sunglasses !!

Scott Blaze: No. Im the Icon. So i'm the Leader. I'll move this Group towards Greatness, Matt. After all, i am older and more experienced than BOTH of you.

Legend tuts. Dakota's been silent this whole time... he rubs his forehead, frustrated by all the bickering...

Matty Legend: Excuse. I hear the sound of a MSN Title match.. OH, and it's not ringing in YOUR ears, Scotteh

Legend waves Blaze away, showing that Cockiness that we just Love :)

Matty Legend: Macklin. This IS Greatness Personified. This is our time. my time. To shine, to end Christians legacy. To send this sorry excuse for a Talent out of this business. No-ones talking about a Micheals return, some return to the 'big time'. No, everyones talking about Legend.. and his upcoming MSN Title match. I mean, where the hell is the Champion? In hiding after ai landed the SINGLE GREATESTS manouver on him last week-

Legend laughs.. turning to his group mates...

Matty Legend: Guess we won't be seeing him until Cyberslam, eh? And thats only cause MSN will force him to Wrestle..

Legend laughs..

Scott Blaze: Eddie. Dont believe Matt when he says he's the Leader. I mean, you think, YOU.. think about who is more equipped to lead this group? Scott B laze or Matty Legend?

Dakota sighs, pushing into the middle of this argument...

Dakota: D*mn Guys. Look, me and Scott have got a TAG TEAM MATCH tonight. Now, Scott. We gotta go get ready, lets stop arguing, and start kicking some A**!

Dakota pushes past them, clearly fired up for this match. Dakota walks out the scene, with Legend and Blaze looking his way...

Scott Blaze: Geeze. What a baby. I was just about to go get ready.

Matty Legend: Bit of Attitude right there.

Legend shrugs, him and Blaze follow in Dakota's direction, a laid back walk. We close on Eddie Macklin, looking curiously in the guys direction. Our scene fades too black.

[Three of the four men scheduled for the match are in the ring. Dakota and Blaze are standing in their corner with smug looks on their face, and Devon Storm is standing alone in his corner, not bothered by the fact that his partner didn't show up. Dakota steps through the ropes and gets onto the apron, meaning Scott Blaze will start things off. The bell sounds, and the men begin to approach eachother. Suddenly, "Head Like a Hole" by Nine Inch Nails hits, and Jerm himself walks out onto the stage, mic in hand.]

Joey: What in the hell can he want?

Jerm: Well, it seems that useless waste of space Matt Matlock no-showed... How convenient, because I have been looking for a reason to get rid of him for quite a while... Matt Matlock, if you are able to eat and listen at the same time, hear this: You are no longer an employee of MSN/W2K. In other simpler words, You are fired. Hmmm... I guess that means Devon Storm will have to forfeit. Come on, Mr. Storm... You didn't actually think you would be allowed to fight without a partner, did you? No no, from what I hear, Damien Destruction wants you nice and healthy should you two meet in the ring any time soon... I came out here to honor his request to keep you healthy for the time being, but I would much rather see that ignorant mouth of yours get caved in. All this time you have been speaking through your ass in regards to MSN, and now, it is coming back on you ten fold. Your beloved Reckless Title, also known as the most embarrasing thing ever to happen to MSN, is hereby vacant and retired.

Trunks: WHAT!?

[Devon's face turns an off color of red as he looks up at Jerm. He is seething...]

Jerm: So since you are in the ring, and I would like nothing more than to see you get your just punishment, This match is going to be a handicap match, just as you had feared, and just as The Aristocrats hoped. But you see, I am a fair man... While it is only natural to punish the evil, it is just as natural to reward the loyal. This match, while originally dull and bland thanks to Devon Storm, will only get more interesting from here.... The person that makes the pin in this match will not only claim victory, but he will win a title... A title that has been dormant for a very long time.... The man who makes the pin will be crowned the Triple Triad Champion!!

Joey: "Oh my goodness!! Jerm has just revived the Triple Triad Championship, Trunks!! Devon may have lost his Reckless Title, but he has a chance to gain something much more valuable!"

Trunks: You don't honestly think he has a snowball's chance in hell, do you? It's hopeless for him! Scott Blaze or Dakota will walk away with a title, giving The Aristocracy something more to brag about!

Jerm: So, I thank you for your time... Good luck Dakota and Blaze... Goodbye, Devon Storm.

[Devon and Scott look at eachother for a few moments as Jerm disappears behind the curtains. Scott smiles, and the match begins. Blaze and Storm circles before locking up. They push each other around the ring still in the lock until Devon has Blaze right into the corner. The ref wants to break it up and Devon does so before giving Blaze a little slap across the face with a smile. Blaze doesn't take a liking to that and locks up with Storm again but Storm gets Blaze in a headlock and squeezes. Blaze tries to wedge his head out of the hold but can't escape. He then pushes Devon towards the ropes as Devon bounces off and catches Blaze with a neckbreaker. Devon Storm gets up and he has momentum on his side. Blaze gets up and Dakota wants in since his partner started off a little bumpy. Blaze makes the tag.]

Joey: Well Devon Storm is holding his own in the start here.

Trunks: Yeah but let's see just how long that lasts

[Dakota gets in and he wants a piece of Storm...He charges with a clothesline, and Devon ducks out of the way just in time.. Dakota turns around around and gets a boot in the gut by Devon Storm. Devon then tries to pick up Dakota for a body slam but Dakota gets behind Devon Storm and takes a whole handful of hair and whips Devon Storm back on the mat. Dakota starts laying the boots on him and then picks Storm up and delivers a snap suplex. Dakota boasts a little as he flexes to the crowd. This gives Devon Storm time to get up and gets behind Dakota kicking him in the lower back and delivers a reverse DDT.]

Joey: Devon is fighting like a man possessed, Trunks!!

Trunks: But he needs to be careful not to burn himself out too soon...

[Devon gets to his feet in time to see Scott Blaze charging with a forearm. Dakota gets slowly to his feet. Storm ducks, and Blaze connects with the side of Dakota's head. Storm charges at Blaze and hits a chop block, knocking Scott to the mat. Blaze rolls out of the ring and Devon continues the assault on Dakota. He pulls him to his feet and whips him across the ring. As Dakota returns, Devon hits a toe kick to his midsection, causing Dakota to fall to one knee and gasp for breath. Taking the opportunity, Devon turns, bounces off the ropes, and hits a hard shining wizard.]

Joey: Devon Storm really wants that title, Trunks!!

Trunks: Why wouldn't he? The Jerm just took the Reckless away from him.

[Devon taunts to the crowd, giving Dakota the time he needed to dive and make the tag to Blaze. Storm rushes Blaze with a clothesline but Scott ducks it. Storm bounces off the ropes again and Scott hits a back body drop. Scott then picks up Devon Storm who elbows Blaze out of the grasp and delivers a nice dropkick sending Blaze on the ground. Storm goes for the opportunity and pins. 1............2..........KICKOUT. Storm gets up and picks up Blaze and sends his knee into the man's gut only to try for a powerbomb but Scott gets out of it and elbows Storm in the head. Storm turns around holding his head only to have Blaze spin him around, kick him in the gut and tries for a Powerbomb. He gets Devon in the air but Devon punches his way dropping on Blaze and hooking his legs behind him for a pin. 1..........2..........KICKOUT. Storm picks Blaze up and irish whips Scott. Blaze bounces off the ropes and comes for Devon who delivers a b-e-a-utiful hurricaranna. Storm gets up and sees Scott down.]

Joey: Great back and forth action there, Trunks

Trunks: This is getting better and better each second!!

[Devon pulls Blaze to his feet and guides him to the middle of the ring. He lets Scott go, and Blaze stands on a wobbly pair of legs. Devon runs past him, bounces of the ropes, and delivers another chop block. Keeping his arms wrapped around the leg, Devon shifts his weight, turns, and locks in a single-legs boston crab.]

Trunks: The Undertow!! First time Devon has used that move in the ring, Joey.

Joey: And the fact that he's been working on Scott's leg all night doesn't bode well for the Aristocracy...

[Devon leans back as far as he can, causing Blaze's toes to scrape the back of his own head. Just when Blaze is on the verge of tapping, Dakota dives into the ring to make the save. He kicks Devon in the chest, breaking the move, then returns to his corner. Blaze gets to his feet slowly, testing his leg to see if it will support his weight. Negative. He tries to make his way to the corner, but Devon stops him by grabbing the healthy leg and lifting. Blaze crashes down on his face and reaches for Dakota, only to be pulled farther into the ring. Devon turns Blaze over on his back and locks in the figure four directly in the middle of the ring.]

Joey: Boy, Devon seems to by trying to make an example out of Blaze, Trunks... He might break his leg!!

Trunks: Devon is fighting like a cornered animal!!

[Again, Blaze is on the verge of tapping, and again, Dakota makes the save by kicking Devon, then quickly returning to his corner to try to get the tag. The crowd is going wild. A man in the front row shouts "YOU SUCK, DAKOTA," and that gets the Nova Scotian's attention off of the match just long enough for Devon to take advantage. Storm charges across the ring and NAILS The Devastator, his foot extending over the top rope and hitting the joint of Dakota's Jaw. Dakota flies off of the apron and into the steel barricade, then hits the floor and moves no more.]

Joey: DID YOU SEE THAT!? Devon Storm knocked Dakota out cold!!

Trunks: And it looks like Scott Blaze is next....

[Blaze pushes himself to his knee, and then his one good leg, his back to his own corner. Slowly, he turns and feels the full force of the Devastator. His head snaps back and he falls to the mat directly in the middle of the ring. Devon forgoes the pin and instead jogs to the turnbuckle, climbs, and looks around the audience. He taunts to the crowd, already feeling the Triple Triad Title around his waist, then jumps, nailing the Perfect Storm and making the cover on an unconscious Scott Blaze.]

Trunks: Holy crap!!!!

1......

2........

3.......

Joey: Storm WINS! Devon Storm is the new Triple Triad Champion!!

Trunks: My goodness, what total domination!! Devon Storm fought through Jerm's trap and WON!!!

[Devon looks over at the Ringside technician, who is holding his new belt. He hands it to Storm. Devon looks at the title and smiles. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises the belt high over his head, causing thousands of cameras to flash from every corner of the arena. He does the same to the other three corners and makes his way up the ramp, "Never Gonna Stop" by Rob Zombie blaring loud and clear.]

(Alia Starr approaches the ring, Morgan Blair standing against the ropes on the far side, ready to get this thing started. Alia walks up the steps a bit before posing for a moment and continuing, stepping through the ropes, into the ring. Morgan holds steady in her arrogant smirk, staring across at Alia as she enters. Alia’s music dies away as Morgan finally steps away from the ropes, walking toward Alia.)

Joey: These women have had a lot of heat brewing between one another for the passed several weeks.

Trunks: That’s right, and this is where it all really finally culminates.

(Morgan continues toward Alia, her steps carrying a type of self-assuredness. The two meet in the center of the ring, where the referee is waiting�?and he calls for the bell.

*DING DING!*

Morgan smiles at Alia again, before extending her hand for a handshake.)

Trunks: What the hell is that?

Joey: Morgan doesn’t exactly strike me as a girl with a lot of sportsmanship.

Trunks: Nah, she’s a cool girl�?just look at her.

(The fans are booing, and Alia looks away from Morgan for a moment, out at the crowd, seeming to be searching for an answer. Alia looks back and SLAP! Morgan raises the hand she was going to shake with and lays it right across Alia’s face!)

Trunks: Maybe you were right.

(Morgan backs Alia up to the corner with some hard front elbows to the face. She continues laying in the elbows before turning and chopping Alia across the chest. "Wooo!" Chop! "Wooo!" Chop! "Wooo!" And a whip into the opposite buckles. Alia hits hard and stumbles back out into a back body drop from Morgan Blair. Morgan drops aggressively for the pin and Alia is out at two. Both women are back up and Morgan slaps on a side headlock, wrenching back as hard as she can. Alia pulls her back to the ropes and forces her across. Morgan hits the opposite ropes and comes back, flooring a still dazed Alia with a stiff shoulder block. Morgan hits the ropes again and Alia flops, forcing Morgan to hop over her and continue across into the ropes, once more. Alia suddenly nips up, using her quick presence of mind to snap Morgan over with a hard powerslam, staying on and hooking the leg. One�?two�?th- KICKOUT!)

Joey: Some fast-paced action here in the early going.

Trunks: Don’t you *always* say that?

Joey: Isn’t there *always* fast-paced action in the early going?

(Alia grabs Morgan by the arm, looking for a keylock, but Morgan is quick to sit out of it, getting a leg under her and rolling forward, tossing Alia with an armdrag. Both women back up and Alia charges right into another Morgan Blair armdrag, which Morgan holds onto with an armbar. Alia leans back, lifting her legs and wrapping them around Morgan’s head, dragging her down and locking in the headscissors nice and tight. Morgan pushes and pulls at Alia’s legs with her arms, scooting out a little�?and then nipping up to her feet, cleanly breaking the headscissors. Alia is up as well, but Morgan quickly takes her down with a drop toe hold, quickly rolling it over and grabbing the facelock in an STF. Alia shows her seasoned ring presence, however, extending her free leg and hooking the near bottom rope with her toes, forcing Morgan to break at the count of four. Alia rolls around a bit as the referee forces Morgan, who plays innocent, across to the opposite side of the ring. The ref walks over and checks on Alia�?when Morgan quickly charges across, laying her boots into Alia’s midsection with a baseball slide that sends her out to the floor. "Ohhhh.")

Trunks: Yeah, that probably hurt a lot.

Joey: It was also unnecessary.

Trunks: Anything is necessary when you want to win.

(The referee tries to reprimand Morgan, only to receive that girly "talk to the hand" thing before she steps out onto the apron. Alia struggles back up to her feet, facing away from Morgan, only to get a jumping double axehandle driven into the base of her neck, sending her back to the floor at ringside. Morgan is toying with Alia now, as she stalks over to her before leaning down for the pick-up�?but Alia grabs Morgan by the arms, laying back and yanking Morgan forward�?face-first into the steel ring steps.)

Trunks: Don’t do that! It’ll scar her perfect face!

Joey: You’re probably right.

(Alia, although in pain, is in control now as she pulls Morgan back up to her feet, sliding her into the ring under the bottom rope. Morgan rolls over just in time to get a slingshot legdrop across her throat. Alia rolls on for the cover, but Morgan gets her foot on the bottom rope at two. Alia doesn’t give Morgan a moment to catch her breath, getting the pick-up. Morgan reverses the whip across, sending Alia into the ropes. But Morgan lowers her head for the back body drop too early, and Alia scouts it, perfectly, stopping short and locking Morgan’s head between her legs. Somewhere I wouldn’t mind finding myself locked, honestly. Uh, what I meant to say was�?Alia flips Morgan up onto one of her shoulders, before slowly letting her slide down her back. It looks like a Widow’s Peak, and�?Morgan fights out into a sunset flip! One�?two�?thr- KICKOUT! That was quite the near fall. Morgan and Alia are both back up, and Morgan ducks the clothesline! She turns around and pulls Alia’s head back�?Blair Proje-�?NO! Alia counters it, rolling over and flipping Morgan with the Northern Lights, holding the bridge! One�?two�?thr- KICKOUT! Another near fall!)

Joey: This action hasn’t slowed down since the opening bell!

(Morgan and Alia are both up again and Morgan charges in, bud Alia ducks under, causing Morgan to slam chest-first �?and it’s a beautiful chest, might I add �?into the buckles. Morgan turns right into a gut kick from Alia. Alia locks Morgan’s head down under again�?she hooks the arms! She’s going for The Starr!)

Trunks: It’s over!

(But Morgan wriggles free, pulling her head out�?roll-up! One�?two�?THREE!!!!

*DING DING!*

Morgan wins it cleanly with a perfectly executed counter into a roll-up that was as tight as could be!)

Trunks: What the- ?!?

Joey: A clean victory?!?

Trunks: No interference?!?

Joey: No controversy?!?

Both: It’s absurd!

Joey: That never happens anymore.

"Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, Morgan Blairrrr!!!"

(Morgan rolls out of the ring with a smirk on her face as she pushes her hair back, eyeballing Alia as she backs up the ramp.)

(Jeremy McMillion is seen sitting at his desk backstage, going over some things, before addressing the camera in front of him.) McMillion: Good evening, I hope you fans are enjoying the show�?but I believe it’s time I, Jeremy McMillion, address a certain few individuals. These individuals have been giving all the effort possible in the passed few weeks, and it prides me to see such determination and drive. Morgan Blair, Alia Starr, and Da Biotch have all truly earned their places among the current ranks of W2K, whether they won or lost their matches tonight. So, with that said�?I officially make the following statement. At Cyberslam�?in a fourway match-up�?it will be Morgan Blair�?versus Alia Starr�?versus Da Biotch�?versus Isabella Taylor. And this match�?will be for the W2K Championess Title! Thank you, and enjoy the rest of the show. Scene fades for a commercial break.

Black Widow is seen in the middle of the ring wearing a ref-shirt. The sleeves are cut short and tied on the side. Damien Destruction stands on the edge of the ropes looking on to the entrance. There is no Dominic Tirentino found or to be seen.

Joey: Well we’re waiting for Dominic Tirentino to come out folks. But frankly we haven’t seen or�?

Dominic comes in from the crowd and slides inside the ring from behind Damo! Damo turns just intime and delivers an elbow across Dominic’s face!

Joey: The street fight is underway!

The fall Dominic took was huge but he begins to come to his feet quickly. Dominic is wearing a pair of blue jeans and a blue t-shirt. Dressed for a street fight. Damo just wears his usual wrestling gear. Damo tosses Dominic to the corner of the ring and begins to shout out some profanities. After a few shoulder blocks Dominic’s air circulation is on low. With that Damo grabs Tirentino from each side of his head and tosses him to the center of the ring. Damo waits for Dom to climb to his feet�?he does�?CLOTHESLINE by Damo! Huge impact, and he didn’t even run it.

Trunks: His walking clotheslines are like a clothesline from hell.

Damo covers Dom�?1...2... But Dom kicks out. Damo climbs to his feet and lifts Dominic with him then proceeds to toss him shoulder first into the steel post, right between the second and third turnbuckle! Dominic’s body falls on to the outside. His shoulder could be fractured. He walks away from Damien while grabbing his shoulder in pure pain. Damien climbs out of the ring and follows. Damo finally catches up Dominic. But Dominic turns and delivers a stiff wrist right into Damo’s neck. Damo staggers as Dominic delivers a kick to the side of Damo’s knee. Damo’s leg hardly moves. He then kicks Dom in the midsection. As Dom bends over Damo takes a second to take a breather. Damo then lifts Dominic for a power bomb on the outside!!!

Joey: Oh my!1! He’s gonna power bomb Dominic right on the guard rail!!!

Trunks: He’s gonna break his back!!!

Damo had full intensions but Dominic punches Damo in the forehead at a rapid rate causing him to stumble back! Blood begins to quickly squirm from Damo’s forehead! He falls back with all of Dom’s body weight falling on his chest. In pure concern Widow slides out of the ring checking on Damo’s forehead. Dominic shows her the razorblade between his fingers.

Joey: We seen that trick used in W2K before. Dominic must have had it hidden under the fighting tape.

Joey is right, Dominic begins to un-strap the tape revealing another blade�?then another. He places them both between his fingers too. He shows the crowd his fist full of Damo’s blood, now holding three blades.

Joey: This isn’t good!

Damo begins to get up�?Dominic digs his eyes through his prey like a hawk.

Joey: Stop this match Widow!!

Damo turns as Dominic releases his punch. DAMO CATCHES THE WRIST!! An bloody and even angrier Damo roars towards Dominic. He presses on Dom’s wrist forcing the hand to spread it self open and dropping the three blades. Dominic lands some kicks on Damo’s midsection. Even punches him with his other free hand! Dom’s punches land and hit perfectly. Damo keeps the grip on the wrist then tosses Dominic�?

Joey: Whoa!!!

Trunks: Hey---

A yelp is heard from Trunks as Dominic’s carcass flies through announce table and on Trunks and Joey. The announcers are heard coughing as their air was taken out when they fell off the chairs. "Holy shit, Holy shit, Holy shit" the fans chant. Meanwhile Black Widow grabs the three razorblades on the blood, one of them covered in Damo’s blood and places them in her pocket, making sure they’re no longer used. Damo tosses the ring announcer off his seat then folds the steel chair with the fans going wild�?

Joey: We’ve been knocked down�?

Trunks is still left with out air and probably a broken microphone. Dominic comes to his feet�?

Joey: Damo!!!

Damo swings the chair�?Dom moves!!!!

Joey: I�?arggh---

*TWACK*!!!�?chair shot right across Joey’s forehead!!! The screams of the women and roars of the men in the crowd soar. Dominic lands another sidekick to Damo’s knee. Damo staggers a little this time. Dominic begins to land a series of punches staggering the big man. Dom begins to hit punching combinations�?from uppercuts to hooks across Damo’s face and some stiff shots to the ribs. Suddenly Damo gives Dominic one punch to the side of the face and sends the man flying back to the announce table. Damo grabs the steel chair laying on the floor again. Damo swings it to Dominic but too late as he rolls out of the announce table. Damo drops the chair and grabs the announce table. At everyone’s shock, he lifts it and tosses it out of the way. Now nothing is separating the two of them. Trunks lays helplessly on the floor but calls the action nonetheless, now that he can�?

Trunks: Joey has been knocked out!!! This isn’t good. None of this. Widow is putting no order in this match.

Widow gets between the two of them and begs them to take it back to the ring. Damo is distracted�?with that Dom takes advantage and shoves Widow on to him. As Damo tries to move her aside Dom grabs the steel chair and swings it�?Damo catches it! Damo lifts the steel chair over his head while Dominic still hands on to it then tosses Dominic inside the ring!!! Damo climbs the ring apron�?Dom’s back up!! He runs and delivers a knee across Damo’s face as he tries to climb back on. Damo falls back to the outside but still standing. Dominic then runs hitting a baseball slide across Damo’s stomach. Damo moves back a bit as Dom is again on the outside. He drops a knee to the back of Damo’s legs causing the big man to fall right down to his knees. Dom looks under the ring�? He pulls out�?a crowbar!!!! He tries to stab Damo with the pointy side but Damo catches the crowbar. He forces it out of Dom’s grasps. Just as he did Dominic hits him with a drop-toe-hold. Dominic has a huge smile on his face now. Damo is slowly getting up. This gives Dom room to begin kicking him right on the ribs! Damo keeps trying to get up as Dom ruins the party by giving him a kick to the ribs. The crowd is booing as Dominic walks over to the steel steps with a huge smile on his face.

Trunks: What is he up to?

He grabs the top step and tosses it to the side. There we see, on top of the top step, a pair of num-chucks. He lifts them with a smirk covering his face. Damo is up!!!! He just got up all Goldberg style!!!! The fans go wild!�?

Trunks: DAMO!!

*DAM*. To the nose.*DAM*.to the right side of the face...*DAM* to the left side of the face *DAM*�?over the already bleeding forehead!!!! Dominic unleashes some more shots over Damo’s head and body�?*DAM*..*DAM*..*DAM* .. *DAM*!! The crowd reacting with a huge "oooaaahhh" after each blow. Damo falls right down like a sack of potatoes.

Trunk: Nothing is looking good right now!!!

Dominic swings the chucks around and over his arms and body a few times just for the pleasure of showing off. Damo is getting back up�?*DAM*!! Right to the eye of Damo!!! Damo staggers and falls flat on his back on the outside. He’s grabbing his eye in pain as it waters and irritates harshly at the moment. As Damo turns and tries to climb to his feet he then finds the chain wrapped around his neck!!! Dominic begins to choke the life out of Damo while he sits on top of his lower back. Damo looks like he’s reaching out for something�?but there is nothing at reach. Widow comes down and begs Damo to just tap or give up. Damo, like every proud wrestler, refuses. The blood pressure is digging through. Damo’s blood circulation is running low on his face. His face is red as he chokes and the blood is now covering his eyes. Damo begins to show some energy in him, Ultimate Warrior style. Dom is in pure shock as he finds him self rising to the air. Damo’s coming to hs feet despite his whole body hurting from the delivered shots. He drives backwards causing Dominic’s back to crash on the steel post! Dominic refuses to let go, he keeps choking Damo!!! *BOOM*!!! AGAIN!!!! *BOOM*!!!! Not by choice, but Dominic lets go. The num-chucks slip off his sweaty hand. He walks over to grab them again but Damo grabs the other end. They both pull on it but Damo ends up with it in the end. Damo then shatters the chain in half!!!! Then lets out a Batista-like roar.

Trunks: Damo’s a monster!!!

Dominic agrees, with his reaction alone. Dominic attacks out of instinct however! He delivers some stiff chops to Damo’s chest. Damo takes a step back. Another chop to the chest!!! Another step back from Damo. *SLAP*�?right across Damo’s face. Dominic smirks as he just delivered the disrespectful gesture. The crowd "ooooaaah’s"�?Dominic gives Damo another chop to the chest. This time�?no movement from Damo. *ANOTHER*�?nothing. Damo delivers one of his own and takes Dominic off his feet. He rolls Dominic inside the ring and slides inside. Dominic climbs to his feet as Damo just rolls inside. He begins to deliver some kicks�?Damo grabs one of his ankles and comes to his feet. Dominic hops on one foot as Damo swings his other high in the air. Looks like Dominic’s gonna flip backwards and fall on the mat�?but he does a backwards cartwheel!!! Dominic is still on his feet�?amazing�?Damo ruins the party however by delivering a huge SPEAR!!!!! Damo poses to the fans�?whats this? A Black Cadillac Escalade is seen driving down the aisle!! That’s Taurus inside. Taurus opens the sunroof and climbs on to the top of the Escalade. From the top he begins to call out Damo for a fight. Suddenly the other doors open!!!

Trunks: What the hell???

Those are the "Officers" and "MSN officials" that arrived at Widow’s home the night before! They all run to the ring and attack Damo!!! It’s five on one!! Damo drops the first one with a clothesline!!! The second with a shoulder take down. The other three gang up on him!!! Widow cant believe all this going on!!!

Trunks: Wake up Joey!! You’re missing this!!!

Widow just stands on the corner of the ring watching in shock. Dominic is back up and he begins to help with the assault. Taurus slides down the windshield and jumps into the action too. They all hold Damo on his knees as Dominic turns to Widow and screams "Give me my blades"�? she shakes her head. Again Dominic yells�?"I said…�?"�?whats this???

Trunks: Shawn Xavier!!!!

Xavier is out for revenge! With a sledge hammer in hand he climbs the Escalade then jumps from the top of the truck on inside the ring on top of everybody holding Damo!!! Xavier begins to drop bodies with the sledge hammer!!! Taurus tackles Xavier to the mat causing him to lose grip of the sledge hammer!!! They both keep punching each other until eventually rolling out of the ring. Dominic finally is about to receive the razorblades from Widow. But Damo’s already up!!! Damo grabs Dominic in a military press and before Dominic ca think he’s tossed to the Escalade parked next to the ring. The Windshield shatters!!!!!!

Trunks: Oh man!!!! Dominic’s been sent to hell!!!

The fans chant, "Holy shit�?holy shit�?holy shit". Damo poses to the roaring arena!!! He grabs Dominic frm the hair and lifts him to the top of the escalade. He poses�? OBLITERATOR!!!!!!! NO!!!! Dominic counters it into Black Widow’s own finisher, SWEET DREAMS!!!!!

Joey: What’s going on!!!!??? Did I just see that? My head hurts�?

Trunks: �?Wow�?just wow. He must know A LOT about Widow. Just used her finisher on Damien on top of the Escalade!!!

Dom slowly begins to get up as he sees Widow’s reaction. She hesitates but she exit’s the ring and climbs the escalade…she does a count 1... 2... NO!!!!!!!

Joey: YES!!! Damo kicked out!!!

Dominic pounds on the side of the Escalade then stands and demands that Widow gives him his razorblades. He demands and it looks like she has no choice but to give them to him. He puts them on�?but Damien is up!!! He pushes Dominic off the roof and on to the hood!! The blades fall off Dom’s fists on impact. Dominic rolls off the hood and into the ring. Damo poses to the roaring fans. He climbs down the Escalde and enters the ring. Dominic gets up kick on the midsection by Damo!!! The OBLITERATOR!!!!! The Obliterator connect!!! Damo falls to his knees exhausted and ready to cover�?*BAM*�?a shot to the back of the head with the sledge hammer!!! The one Shawn Xavier had dropped.

Joey: WIDOW??? WHAT NOW!!!

Trunks: Dominic said he had it all under control�?but�?wow�?

Dominic is dazed and Widow has no choice but to just stand there and watch him crawl ontop of Damo and then pin�?

One.�?

Joey: NO!!!

Two...

Joey: Not like this�?

Three�?

"Here is your winner, from Los Angeles California, Dominic Tirentino�?

The crowd boos with Widow having no choice but to raise Dominic’s hand in victory. He rolls out of the ring as Widow follows. Her face is pale and solemn. He wraps his arm around her neck and begins to walk up the ramp. Taurus and Shawn Xavier have disappeared through the crowd with their brawling. Damien remains down from the shot to the back of the head.

Trunks: Hey�?isn’t that Escalade Mr. Anderson’s?

The camera panels on the license plates, they read "MSN-A".

Trunks: Oh-hohoho�?Widow’s in trouuuuuuble�?

Joey: She didn’t do anything to it.

Trunks: Mr. Anderson said, everything will be her fault�?

Joey: Whats this?

[Devon passes Dom and Widow, steel chair in hand, without looking at them.]

Joey: What the hell???

[His attention is focused on Damo, who isnt moving in the ring. He slides in and looks around the arena, listening as the fans are screaming with anticipation. Devon glances at the stage and sees Dominic holding Widow, forcing her to watch. Devon taps Damo on the shoulder, causing the monster to look up. With a grin, Devon swings the chair down on his chest. The crowd roars…]

Joey: "Devon Storm is holding nothing back, Trunks!"

Trunks: "This kid just might be serious about revenge, Joey... I thought he was all talk..."

Joey: And look at Dominic’s stupid smile!!

[Damo tries to roll towards the ropes, then outside, but Devon reaches down and pulls him back to the middle of the ring by his ankles. He picks the chair up and swings down on Damo's right knee, causing the crowd noise to swell once more. He swings again, and again, each time connecting with Damo's knees. MSN's Monster tries to push himself up, but Devon stops him by smashing his fingers with a quick thrust using the top edge of the chair. Widow‘s eyes say it all�?she wants to go help, but Dominic keeps his hold on her.]

Joey: "That swing could have broken Damo's fingers!"

[Devon returns his attention to the lower extremities of the man in front of him, noticing the smile on Dominic's face from the ramp. The crowd boos this, watching as Damien Destruction lay at the mercy of Devon Storm.... Watching as MSN's Monster lay defenseless in the middle of the ring after a brutal match and so much loss of blood. Damo pulled himself to the corner, and then tried to get to his feet, but collapsed as Devon swung the chair and hit his knee again. Damien still having all this energy in him is amazing in it self. Storm grabbed Damo's ankle and again pulled him to the middle of the ring.]

Joey: "Oh my goodness... How far is this going to go!?"

Trunks: "As far as Devon wants it to is my guess..."

Joey: "Someone needs to stop this, Trunks!!!"

Trunks: "Who’s gonna stop it? Dominic Tirentino?

[Damo had tried once again to get to his feet as Devon played to the crowd a bit, but Devon saw him. Storm turned, and just as Damo was on one knee, connected with the Devastator, sending the big man back to the mat in a motionless heap. Again, Devon picked up the chair and swung down, this time connecting with the crown of Damo's head.]

Joey: "Oh my goodness!! Damo is OUT!!"

Trunks: "This could get bad... But he being up after all these attacks is amazing. Maybe he should just stay down. Doesn’t he think with his brain?"

Joey: "Someone needs to get down there, Now!!"

[Devon swung again, and again, each time hitting a different part of Damo's body. The big man was beginning to stir again. He had managed to push himself up onto his elbow and looked at Devon with nothing but hate. He winced as he tried to push himself up again, and this time, Devon stepped back to let him. Damo got all the way to his feet, and stood in the middle of the ring for a few moments before collapsing into the ropes, using them to support his weight. With a smirk, Devon readies the chair for another swing.]

Joey: "Don't do it, Devon!!!"

Trunks: "Will you listen to yourself? Damo is MSN'S MONSTER... Think about what he did LAST WEEK, Joey..."

Joey: "But no man deserves THIS.."

[With a dull thud, Devon smashes the mangled chair down on Damo's, already bloody head, sending him spilling through the ropes to the hood of the Escalade. Devon looks down on Damo from the ring and spits. He rolls out of the ring and walks back up towards the entrance area as "Never Gonna Stop" by Rob Zombie begins to blare throughout the arena. Devon passes Dominic and Widow, not even bothering to look at them. Slowly, the scene fades with Dominic looking down at MSN's incapacitated Monster with a toothy grin.]

Joey: I don’t find this funny! And why didn’t MSN come help Damo!!

Trunks: Duh�?because he hoaxed the attack on Widow when he *should* have *done* it? Maybe? I think that was a form of punishment. And damn, Widow’s in trouble. She kept no order in this match.

Joey: �?Order? How can she, or anyone else, keep order under those circumstances? How? Tell me?

Trunks: Tell it to Mr. Anderson. I’m not the judge here, he is.

<DIR>

Matty Legend and CM are standing in the center of the ring as the ref calls for the bell. The two circle each other, then lock up.

Joey: This match could be a great classic for W2K T.V, Trunks!

CM headbutts Matt and pokes him in the eye.

Joey: Or...not.

Matt stumbles back as CM steps up behind him with a rake to the back. He arches back as CM spins him around and nails Matt with a European uppercut. Matt falls back in the corner as CM pulls him out by the hair and hits him with a chop. Matt grabs his chest in pain and CM hits him with another chop. Each one followed by a "whoo" from the crowd. The ref breaks it up finally backing CM away. Matty stumbles out of the corner still holding his red chest. CM runs back towards him getting the ref caught up in the middle, CM reaches over the refs head and pokes Matt in the eyes again.

Joey: CM playing a little dirty tonight.

Matt blindly walks over to the ropes, holding the top rope with one hand and the other out trying to feel for another CM style attack. CM slowly steps over behind Matt, grabs him by the legs and dumps Matt right over the top rope to the floor.

Trunks: Way to wrestle, CM!

Joey: You call that wrestling?! I call it a mugging of a blind man!

Trunks: Well Matty Legend isn't exactly the most innocent of wrestlers you know.

CM backs away as the referee starts the ten count. Little does he know CM slipped out on the other side of the ring, he ducks down and runs around the ring. Matt starts to get up getting his senses back and here comes CM from behind and pushes Matty Legend face first into the steps. CM quickly picks up Matt and rolls him into the ring, then follows in and quickly covers. 1...2..Matty Legend with a kick out. CM complains of a slow count as Matt rolls under the bottom rope, CM stomps him all the way out to the floor. The ref pushes CM back then starts to make another ten count on Matty Legend. As soona s the ref isn't looking CM hops out of the ring anyways and starts making his way over to Matt. CM gets there...but Matty Legend is gone?

Joey: Where did he go?

Trunks: I...don't know.

CM is at a loss for words, he looks under the ring apron.

Joey: Up there!

Matty Legend climbs up on the top rope, CM stands back up and turns around and Matt soars down right on top of CM with a high elevation corkscrew plancha. The crowd cheers for this high risk move as Matt starts to get fired up and pulls CM up and pushes him into the ring. Matt climbs up on the apron and jumps over the top rope and lands down across the back of CM's neck with a leg drop. Matt rolls CM over and goes for the cover. 1....2....The ref suddenly stops and taps Matty on the shoulder showing him CM has a leg draped across the top rope. Matty picks CM up and whips him into the corner. Matt runs in after CM but gets an elbow to the face for his troubles. Matty stumbles back and CM charges forward, but uot of nowhere Matt nails CM with a dropsault. CM falls back down into the corner with his head leaned back against the middle turnbuckle. Matt runs in at CM and grabs the top rope then throws himself straight up in the air with a handstand on the top rope, he comes back down driving both feet right into CM's face.

Joey: Matty Legend making a comeback.

Trunks: It's about time, this match has been going on for hours!

Joey: Or eight minutes.

Matt pulls CM out of the corner and jumps up to the top rope.

Trunks: He might be going for the Ego Boost.

Joey: If he nails this it's all over for CM!

Matt steadies himself then flips forward with a 450 splash, but CM raises his foot up and Matt hits face first in a very awkward position.

Trunks: That's gotta hurt!

Matt rolls over holding his mouth, CM slowly gets back up to his feet and picks Matt up and pushes him back in the corner. CM lays in some knee lifts, then lifts Matt up on the top rope and climbs up after him. CM lifts Matty up for a superplex, CM throws himself backwards, but in mid air Matt reverses the move and lands across CM. They hit hard and Matt rolls off of CM.

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Matty Legend is down...Christian Michaels is down. This match has been tiring. And then there is movement. It's Matty Legend. He's up and he sees Christian Michaels still down. The fans are loving this. Matty climbs the top of the ropes. He's looking down at Christian.

Joey: Legend up for the Ego Boost, one more time.

Trunks: He will beat Christian Michaels. What a feat...WHAT A FEAT!!

Matty jumps really high and suddenly the lights are gone out. The fans are screaming and everyone is wondering what is going.

Joey: Legend was in mid air and the lights are out. Did he connect with Michaels?

Trunks: I think? It was perfect. That would have been a pretty sight to see.

Suddenly the lights come back on. And we don't find Matty Legend on top of Christian Michaels. We simply find Matty Legend laying there holding his stomach. Christian Michaels is found outside of the ring down and out. And we see the referee is knocked out cold, face down.

Joey: Legend didn't hit Christian....Christian is outside....Matty is down...Even the referee is out cold...What the Hell went on?

Trunks: Maybe The W2K Arena had a power outage. But this doesn't make sense. Christian was right there.

Matty gets up and sees Christian out cold outside. He then looks at the referee and approaches him kicking him a little to wake him up. You can hear Matty tell the referee to count Christian Michaels out. The referee stirs a little and slowly gets up still with his back facing Matty Legend.

Joey: Well Legend getting the referee to come to and count out Christian Michaels. I guess he doesn't have any strength to push Michaels back in the ring for the pin.

Trunks: But it's still a victory for Matty Legend.

The referee is standing on his feet but then takes something out of his pocket. It's....brass knucks???? Matty looks at the referee and spins him around and when he spins him around...WHAM!!! Matty Legend gets knocked out by....Trip??!?!??! The fans boo as Trip looks down at Matty Legend bleeding prefusely. Trip rips the referee T-shirt off and reveals his own shirt as he again starts beating on Matty Legend's head with the brass knucks. Continously beating him. The fans booing even louder.

Joey: Trip is beating that kid down like a mule. And everything is coming clear. It was Trip that caused the lights to go out so he can pull Christian out of the ring and replaced the referee.

Trunks: Da Champ is a genious. This is revenge from last week.

Trip then lifts Matty Legend and Matty is barely standing on his own feet as Trip kisses the brass knucks and knocks Legend back on his butt. Trip then drops the knucks and looks down at a tired and bloody Matty Legend. Trip then gets outside of the ring and takes a chair. He then slides it in and rolls in himself. He sets the chair up and then looks down at Matty Legend. He picks up his limp body and throws him over his shoulders.

Joey: What is Trip doing? Trip ain't going to do what I think he's gonna do

Trunks: I bet he will.

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Trip sets up right beside the chair and shakes his head. He delivers the T-rip Express on Matty Legend, as Matty goes crashing into the chair. OUCH! Trip gets out and grabs the mic and the title belt which was sitting at the table. He slides in and stands over Matty's body.

Trip: I've been quiet and very patient with you Matty Legend and then you open your mouth and tell these people...tell the world that you will walk out Cyberslam the MSN Champion. And that? That does sit well with me at all. You see Matty Legend, I only have 4 words that can sum up your supposed win at Cyberslam....Matty Legend....you winning this title will and ONLY will happen....

Trip clutches Matty by the throat and raises his head so they are face to face. Trip smiles.

Trip: OVER....MY.........DEAD.......BODY!!

Trip lets Matty Legend's throat go and drops the mic as Step Up hits the speakers. Trip leaves the ring leaving CM still outside of the ring and a bleeding, motionless Matty Legend in the ring. The show fades to black.

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