[The Camera opens on Dominic Demetri and Jason Nightmare in the ring.. circling�?Nightmare turns to the crowd, and starts a large clap above his head�?the crowd eventually join in, getting louder and louder.. Dominic looks around, frustrated�?Suddenly the Bell rings!]

*Ding Ding*

[Dominic lunges at Jason, the two lock-up, but with the clear weight advantage�?Dominic pushes Jason into the corner�?Dominic gives Jason a hard body shot.. then grabs his arm and twists it�?Dominic holds the arm up, and kicks Jason in the gut.. Jason weezes�?. Dominic wraps Jasons twisted arm round his own neck.. and slams him down for a DDT!]

Trunks: Oooo! Tough!

Joey: Good start by Dominic. That raw power will come in handy.

[Dominic looks down, and slowly picks Jason up�?Dominic grabs his head and gives him a huge Headbutt�?Jason staggers back�?Dominic walks to him and pushes him hard in the chest. Jason falls back, bouncing on the ropes and running forward�?giving Dominic a push in the chest!.. The Crowd cheer�?Dominic comes back with a Big Right hand�?Jason bends over, looking away.. He then comes back with a big right hand of his own�?Dominic goes for a closeline, but Jason ducks and goes round his back.. GERMAN SUPLEX!!!]

Joey: GERMAN SUPLEX ON 310 POUNDER!!

Trunks: AHHH WHAT ARE WE SHOUTING FOR!!

[Jasons arms remain locked tight�?He pulls Dominic back up.. Jason goes for another, but is struggling too lift Dominic up. Dominic’s elbow flies back and catches Jason in the face. Jason staggers back, Dominic runs forward quickly at the ropes�?he hits them and flies back with a Lariat!... Dominic rolls a couple of times before getting back up�?Dominic grabs the turnbuckle, and climbs it�?before turning round on top�?Dominic raises his arms, before jumping off for a Top Rope Leg Drop�?LANDED!... Dominic stays on for the cover!

ONE�?/P>

TWO�?/P>

THRR- Jason kicks out!]

Joey: Man�?Impact or what?

Trunks: ... Is that a trick question?

[Dominic grabs Jason and picks him up, ripping him off the mat viciously. Dominic slams Jason across the chest an Over-hand Chop.. The Crowd scream "WHOOOOOOO!!"�?Jason comes back with a Knife-Edge chop�?"WHOOOOO!!!".. Jason fights back, right hand, kick to the gut, forearm smash to the face�?Driving Dominic into the centre of the ring.. Jason runs back onto the ropes, he runs back to Dominic and jump up onto his upper body.. grabbing his head, swinging him round and landing a Tornado DDT!!!.. Jason scrambles over onto Dominic and HOOKS THE LEG!!

ONE..

TWO�?/P>

THRRR- Dominic kicks out!!... Jason looks up, the crowd go "ooo", knowing he was close to getting the win there�?Jason slowly gets up, and so does Dominic�?Jason quickly catches Dominic in the gut with a stiff knee�?Jason pushes Dominic in the corner, and gives him a huge forearm smash�?Jason runs quickly over to the other corner.. and within in a corner, he’s sprinting back too Dominic�?Jason goes for a Stinger Splash.. But Dominic catches Jason round the waist.. Dominic walks to the centre�?and Drop down flat, slamming Jason on the ground.. Dominic hooks the leg�?/P>

ONE�?/P>

TWO�?/P>

THRR- Jason kicks out!]

Trunks: Man, I thought Jason was out cold.. Dominic just kinda, landed on him.

[Dominic rips Jason off the mat�?Dominic presses Jason’s neck against the top rope, choking him out.. the referee quickly begins a count.. ONE�?TWO�?THREEE.. Dominic releases, grinning cockily. Dominic shrugs after getting a few choice words from the referee. Dominic grabs Jason and chucks him out the ring with ease.. Dominic climbs out after him, strolling around. Dominic picks Jason up�?Suddenly Jason digs into Dominic’s waist and spear him into the apron!.. Dominic cringes, looking up, a painful expression on his face�?Jason steps back twice�?and gives Dominic a straight kick to the gut�?Jason the runs at Dominic, giving him an angry, violent forearm to the nose]

Trunks: Jesus, hard shots by Jason. I thought he was nice and friendly.

Joey: Muhahahaha

Trunks: �?/P>

[Jason grabs Dominic’s head an drags him round the corner of the ring, to the announcers table.. Joe and Trunks start to get out their seats and Jason slams Dominic’s head down on the table�?Jasons about to do it again, but Dominic puts on the brakes, and gives Jason a stiff right hand�?Dominic grabs Jasons head, and lifts him up, hitting a Vertical Suplex onto the table]

Trunks: Ohh it didn’t even brake, Joey. That’s gotta hurt.

[Dominic gives Jason a fist to the forehead, then drags him off the table and slings him into the ring�?Jason scrambles to his feet as Dominic climbs in�?Jason this the ropes, rebounding off them and hitting a HUGE DROPSAULT on Dominic Demetri!... Dominic rolls around a little, clutching his nose�?Jason slowly gets back to his feet, breathing heavily. Jason stomps on Dominic’s back�?quickly but stiffly�?Jason grabs Dominics head and lifts him up.. Dominic is put in a headlock, and Jason proceeds to dig right hand fists into Dominic’s forehead�?Dominic suddenly pushes Jason into the ropes�?Jason comes back and is caught by the throat�?Dominic’s two hands lift him high in the air�?Dominic then slams him down with a sorta Sit-Out Chokeslam�?Dominic hooks the leg..

Joey: QUICK MOMENTUM CHANGE!

ONE�?/P>

TWO�?/P>

THRRR- Jason kicks out!!]

Trunks: Close, this match is back and forth big time..

[Dominic shakes his head, telling the referee too "COUNT FASTER"�?Dominic gets too his feet, and picks up Jason Nightmare�?Dominic gives Jason a quick closeline.. Jason starts too get back up again, Dominic helps him up, then lifts him up and goes for a Back Suplex�?‘Cept Jason flips over Dominic’s back and lands on his feet�?Jason drags Dominic over backwards�?and then sits on his legs as his shoulders are on the mat..

ONE..

TWO�?/P>

Dominic kicks out!.. Jason bursts forward because of the strength of the kickout.. Jason and Dominic both get up�?Dominic goes for a closeline, but Jason go low with a punch to the gut�?Jason grabs Dominic’s arm and whips him to the ropes.. Jason hits the opposite ropes, springboarding off the middle rope, meeting Dominic in the middle of the ring with a Fist, calling it the "Jumping Dragon Fist"�?Jason quickly hooks the leg�?/P>

ONE�?/P>

TWO..

THRRR- Dominic kicks out!!]

Joey: Man.. Everybody thought that was it.

Trunks: Pssht, I didn’t

Joey: Whatever.

[Jason slams a fist down on the mat�?Jason grabs Dominic’s head and lifts him up�?Jason slams his head on the nearest turnbuckle, and then manages to lift Dominic up and sit him on the turnbuckle�?Jason takes a breather for two secs, before climbing the turnbuckle.. Jason gets Dominic in suplex position�?But can’t lift Dominic�?Dominic gives Jason a shot to the gut�?Dominic puts his feet on the middle rope and stand on it, both men are in the corner, standing on the middle rope.. living dangerously.. Dominic grabs Jason’s head.. and hits the ‘DEMETRI DRI-... NO! NIGHTMARE REVERSES! GUT KICK, HOOK UP... SUPER TIGER DRIVER '91!!!!! NIGHTMARE WITH THE COVER!

ONE..

TWO�?/P>

THREEE!!.. "Animal" hits�?Nightmare slowly gets up, the referee raising his arm in victory!]

Joey: Well... a *great* win for Jason Nightmare... but this can't be good for Dominic Demetri, who is headed into the tournament for the Televesion Title.

Trunks: True, True.

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, YOUR WINNER.. JASON... NIGHTMARRRRE!!

[Scene fade]

Backstage
 
A scene cuts into the parking lot, where Black Widow is making her way into the arena and guess who else just so happens to be making his way into the arena as.... yeah you guessed it Christian Michaels.
 
As Widow grabs the door handle, pulls the door open and starts to make her way through the door she hears....
 
"Hey, hold that door."
 
Widow stops, holding the door open and raises an eye brow, then spins around to CM.
 
Black Widow: Do what?
 
CM: You know Widow, hold the door open for me. Like you do with your legs for everyone.
Widow takes a deep breath and rolls her eyes.
 
Black Widow: Why don't you go drive yourself off the nearest cliff in your corvette. Oh wait you can't do that, you don't have it anymore.
 
Widow smirks. CM just gives her a glare, then smirks himself.
 
CM: So, hows that hummer running Widow? Oh yeah, heh, it's not.
 
Widow's turn to glare.
 
Black Widow: Real funny CM. You deserved what you got, you and your new boy friend started this sh*t. I wasn't about to sit back and let you two get away clean.
 
CM: My new boyfriend? What about you and your new boyfriend there. or Are you doing threesomes with Izzy and Cain now?
 
Widow shakes her head.
 
Black Widow: Keep talking CM, you're just digging that hole, I'm going to bury you in, deeper and deeper.
 
CM starts to laugh to himself.
 
CM: Damn it Widow, you make this too easy for me, just as easy as you're going to make it for me to kick your *ss and take that title from you.
 
Widow pulls her bag up on her shoulder and pats her hand on the gym bag.
 
Black Widow: This is mine CM and there's no way in hell you're getting it from me. It's going to take alot more work than cutting up some piece of metal to make me give it up. You're going to have to pry my cold dead hands from it.
 
CM starts to make his way through the door, shoving Widow with his shoulder as he does, then gets right in her face as he passes by her.
 
CM: That can be arranged.
 
Widow narrows her eyes at CM, both still standing face to face.
 
Black Widow: Don't force me to make you eat your words right now CM.
 
CM: What are you waiting for? Your back up?
 
Black Widow: I don't need back up to kick your *ss. I did it once before.
 
CM: Once and the only time ever again.
 
Black Widow: You're wrong. It will be your last though because you're not going to walk out of that match in one piece.
 
CM smirks.
 
CM: We'll soon see about that one.
 
Widow smirks and shoves CM out of her way.
 
Black Widow: You're not worthy of being W2K's Champion Christain Michaels.
 
As Widow makes her way down the hallway, CM yells out.
 
CM: I know I'm not, no one is but you, it's a worthless title.
 
Scene cuts out as Widow shakes her head and laughs to herself.

Joey: Time for a n00b match!

Trunks: Yeah, but hopefully they will be worth something. A lot of n00bes are disappointing us.

Beautiful and The_Virus stand in the middle of the ring ready to go at it full swing. The bell sounds as the two begin to circle the ring in a quick fashion. Beautiful comes down to one knee and rolls over from side to side trying to catch Virus off guard. He tries stepping forward to kick her over the head but she rolls out of the way and hops on to her feet hitting a drop kick to his knees. He drops to one knee him self allowing her to run to the ropes from behind him�?she flips over him in a Monkey-Flip, she brings her legs back and kicks his chest as she is in mid-air. Virus’s back hit’s the campus as he slowly comes to his feet. Beautiful gets a fairly good ovation as Virus tries to gain some composure.

Joey: Beautiful is fast�?and she is sure showing her skills off at the moment�?

Virus pounds on the mat frustrated. Slowly, he stands and watches over as Beautiful is set for another take down. She propels forward to take him from the side but he grabs on to the ropes causing the ref to separate the two. Virus quickly runs to the ropes and returns with a massive shoulder block�?BUT she twirls in cartwheel fashion and lands on her feet using the ropes as leverage to stay up. He runs to her direction causing her to duck and pull on the top rope. Virus flies out to the outside.

Trunks: Have you noticed how hot Beautiful is?

Joey: She is a great in-ring performer as well Trunks.

Virus stands having a fit, not believing that he’s losing. Something that perhaps W2K, he wasn’t used to doing. He slides inside and quickly charges her�?drop toe�?NO! He comes to a knee then jams his fist on her back. She screams in pain as he grabs her leg and drags her to the center of the ring. There, he brings his elbow to the back of her head�?followed by rolling her over and the cover. 1...2.�?!!

Joey: He got her there, but she kicks out!

Virus lifts her and delivers an Atomic-Drop�?after that he clotheslines her from behind. She lands face first on the mat causing him to arrogantly pose to the fans. He lets a few seconds fly then lifts her�?*BAM* she delivers an elbow shot to his rib�?another elbow shot�?and another. He staggers giving her room to run to the ropes�?she returns with a running cross body and CONNECT. She lands on him�?1.�?2...

Trunks: Whoa!!!! This hot girl almost beat up this W2K hopeful.

Joey: Yeah, they’re both big hopefuls. They’re both hoping to make an impact tonight in their W2K debut. You never know, any one of these two could be a future Triad Champion. Future Impact Champion. Even future MSN World Champion. It can happen.

Trunks: Or future Championess�?I would love to see Beautiful rubbing against Izzy Taylor or�?

Joey: Get your mind out of the gutter�?

Too much talk from the commentators�?Virus sends Beautiful shoulder first on to the steel post!!! She falls on to the outside�?

Trunks: What’s wrong with a rubber match?

Joey: You know what you meant…and boy did she take a hit and quite�?

The_Virus poses to the fans again as the ref begins to count her out. She slowly begins to come to her feet as he just signals the first count. She climbs to her feet�?.�?staggers�?... 4... Reaches the ring apron�?.…begins to climb�?6... She’s in! The_Virus runs and baseball slides her out of the ring! The thud as she falls is heard. He quickly gets his feet out from under the bottom rope and encourages the ref to continue the count..1.�?2.�?.3.�?She begins to show signs of wanting to climb to her feet�?4.�?... She begins to get up�?6.�?.7.�?She’s up!!�?.8... On the ring apron�?9.�? She’s in!!! He runs for another baseball slide�?she rolls out of the way from the bottom rope. He tries coming to his feet but the bottom rope gets in the way. She gets up and pounds his forehead with a huge kick. She kicks him a few times then drags him to the center of the ring. She connects with a Standing moonsault but as soon as she makes contact she bounces back up and runs to the ropes�?she flips in mid air and hit’s a flipping leg-drop.

Joey: Very nice!!!

She grabs his feet and poses for a sling shot. This move rallies up the crowd!!! She slings him to the turnbuckle!!! He lands hest first and staggers back�?she rolls him up�?..2... He kicks out!!!

Trunks: Damn she’s so hot�?

Joey: And she almost got the victory. Which is the *IMPORTANT* part here�?

She pops to her feet HBK style only to be rolled up her self�?1...2... The_Virus almost takes it home!!!! She’s even unsure and looks at the ref to be just that: Sure. She lifts him�?SPINE BUSTER�?he uses his natural larger frame to slam her small figure down!!! He poses to the rowdy crowd who is loving this contest�?

Joey: A lot of Newcomers have disappointed but here they’re doing great.

Virus climbs the top rope�?he’s up�?she pops to her feet and kicks the top rope�?he loses balance but maintains it!!�?too bad she kicks it again!!! He falls right down on his back. She runs to cover..1...2.. He puts his foot on the rope! She argues with the ref as he points at his foot. She lifts Virus and sends him to the ropes�?Virus runs like a freight train but she fakes out a drop kick�?only she back flips instead causing him to dodge pure air. She runs and clobbers him with a running elbow on his face. This causes him to stagger and her to connect with a Nothernlights Suplex!!! 1...2.…he kicks out�?3!!! Too late!!!!

Joey: Wow!! She did it!!!!

Trunks: With who???

Joey: I mean she won the match�?

Trunks: Oh�?nbsp; YEAH!

Joey: Beautifull is extremely impressive in her first outing here in W2K!

Virus leans against the ropes on a knee checking to see if it was a three. The ref lets him know that it was. Beautiful rolls out of the ring with a smirk across her face and arms raised in victory. 

(Ryan Ross is in the ring as Morgan makes her way up the steps to the tune of “Spit it Out�?by Slipknot. She eyeballs the guy from her spot on the apron as her music continues, smirking at his insolence.)

Trunks: And is he ever insolent.

Joey: Yep. This probably won’t be pretty.

(She steps into the ring, standing upright and bouncing up and down for a moment, staring at her opponent across the ring. The referee checks both competitors�?and calls for the bell!

*DING DING!*)

Joey: And our first of two first-round TV Title Tournament match-ups is underway!

(The two circle up�?and then come in for the collar-and-elbow tie-up. Morgan gets the immediate advantage with the side headlock. Ross draws her back to the ropes, shooting her off to the opposite side. He lowers his head for the back body drop when she comes back, but Morgan stops abruptly. He looks confused, stands up, and gets kicked RIGHT IN THE FACE! Ross stumbles back to the ropes holding his face and Morgan pounces on him, sending him across to the opposite ropes. On the comeback, she dropkicks his thigh out and he flips onto his back. Morgan bounces off the rope and comes back with a senton splash. She rolls back for the cover, and Ross is out at two. She gets the pick-up and Ross suddenly breaks free! He throws a right hand�?DUCKED! Morgan ends up behind Ross, he turns around�?right into a STANDING HURRICANRANA! Morgan doesn’t go for another pin, however, instead getting another pick-up on Ryan Ross.)

Joey: Morgan is clearly dominating here. She’s shown herself as *very* powerful since her arrival here.

(Morgan forces him back to the buckles and throws several forearm shots to his face. She sends him off to the opposite corner. Ross hits hard and bounces out, walking back out toward the center of the ri- SPEAR! MORGAN WITH THE SPEAR! SHE BROKE HIM IN HALF! She immediately rolls up to her feet, turns, STANDING “MOOD SWING!!!!�?She stays on for the cover for the one�?two�?THREE!!!

*DING DING!*

Morgan sets back on her knees, looking down at her fallen victim, still with that same little smirk as the referee raises her hand in the air and “Spit it Out�?rocks the house again.)

“Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, moving on to the second round of the TV Title Tournament�?MORGAAAN!!!�?/P>

(And with that, this one is finished.)

Scene cuts backstage, we see Isabella Taylor walking through the hallway as though she's in search of something, or perhaps, someone. A few crew members appear around the corner, Isabella stops in front of them.
 
Isabella Taylor: Have any of you seen Riot?
 
A few of them shake their head no, but a guy in the back of the group points the direction from which they just came. Isabella doesn't even give him a chance to say a word and she's off, shoving her way through the group and making her way around the corner. She's moving so fast that the camera doesn't have time to catch up with her and before it even comes close to rounding the corner we hear her screaming out.
 
Isabella Taylor: Who in the hell do you think you are Riot? You think I'm afraid of you? You think that I'm going to let you get to me the way that you got to Ryan?

As the camera finally rounds the corner we see that Isabella has Riot cornered against the wall. Isabella is all up in Riot's face.
 
Isabella Taylor: Let me tell you something you clueless wh*re. I'm not afraid of you in the least and you will not get to me and break me down. I'll rip you limb from limb. I vow that you will pay for what you've put Ryan through. And I think now is the perfect time.

Riot just stands there looking at Isabella with narrowed eyes. Then a voice is heard from behind Isabella, however she doesn't take her eyes off of Riot. Both women stare at the other.
 
"I rather think not Izzy."
 
The camera pans and shows Cross walking around Isabella to Riot's side. Isabella shifts her eyes from Riot briefly to Cross, then back to Riot again.
 
Cross: I suggest that you wait for Ryan to come back, so you don't get your ass kicked quite as badly as you would if you tried seeking your revenge now.
 
Isabella's chest heaves up and down rapidly as she stares at Riot, whom is staring back just as infuriated. She looks at Cross and tosses her head back and gets in Riot's face again and smiles as she speaks in a low tone of voice.
 
Isabella Taylor: Watch your ass, or it'll be mine. 
 
Isabella turns around, leaving Cross and Riot standing there shaking their heads and watching her walk away. Isabella walks around the corner, holding her head high and makes her way down the hallway from the direction in which she just came.

(Raymond McFly is in the ring.)

Joey: Here comes Sapphire.

(Yay Sapphire. She gets in the ring.

*DING DING!*

Sapphire approaches the young guy, who seems to have butterflies in his stomach. He kinda starts to back down from Sapphire, who’s got her hands on her hips, looking all ominous.)

Sapphire: THIS IS W2K, BOY!

(She suddenly reaches out and grabs him, pulling him to her and wrapping her arms tightly around him.)

Trunks: That’s the closest thing he’s ever gotten to sex.

Sapphire: AND YOU JUST CAN’T HACK IT!

(BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX! Sapphire grabs his legs�?TEXAS CLOVERLEAF! THE “DREAMS OF YOUR GIRL�?IS LOCKED IN! The ref checks�?and MCFLY TAPS! THE REFEREE CALLS FOR THE BELL!!

*DING DING!*

Sapphire gets up and spits down onto Raymond McFly, before turning with her hand raises in the air, stepping out of the ring.)

Joey: Wow, he never really had a chance.

Trunks: Let’s hope he doesn’t come back.

“Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner, moving on to the semi-finals of the TV Title Tournament�?SAPPHIRE LOPEZ!!!�?/P>

(And with that�?this one’s over.) 

(We focus in on a locker room door backstage�?the nameplate reads “Murder 4 Hire.�?The ovation of the crowd at the sight of the name of the Tag Team Champions can be heard from within the arena.)

Joey: The Tag Team Champions are set to defend their belts, right here tonight!

(The door swings open from the inside, and the cheers increase a *great* deal when REDRUM and Agent Orange, along with RUM’s wife, Candy, step out of their locker room together, Tag Title Belts in tow.)

Agent Orange: Yeah, man, tonight, that English assface and his bisexual counterpart don’t stand a chance.

REDRUM: Too true.

(Agent Orange looks up and something catches his eye.)

Agent Orange: Speaking of bisexual counterparts�?/P>

(They continue forward a few steps�?until PowerTrip is seen standing in the hallway, right in their path with his hands on his hips and an arrogant smirk on his face.)

Agent Orange: �?who’s this d**chebag?

(Orange points up at Trip mockingly�?and Trip lifts a hand and pushes that of the much smaller Agent Orange away from him. Trip turns his attention to Mr. HOMICIDE. The two hold eye contact for several moments, and REDRUM is as intense as ever, those blood red eyes of his not wavering for a moment.)

PowerTrip: Good luck out there tonight�?/P>

(Trip looks from RUM’s eyes�?down to the Tag Title Belt around his waist�?and then back up at the Triad Title Belt he holds slung over his shoulder. He lifts a hand toward the Triad Title Belt�?and flicks the face of it with his fingertip.)

PowerTrip: �?Champ.

(RUM only sneers slightly, and Trip looks over to Agent Orange, still wearing his annoying grin. Finally�?Trip looks over at Candy, who looks rather disgusted�?and just winks at her. Trip now blows between the Tag Champions�?and RUM follows him with angry eyes. Orange taps RUM on the chest to get his attention.)

Agent Orange: Hey, don’t worry about him�?we have straps to keep.

(RUM just nods�?and the trio continue down the hallway, out of the view of the camera, toward the ring.)

Trunks: What was that all about?

Joey: I don’t know, but the Tag Team Title Belts are on the line�?NEXT! 

The Tag-Team champions stand in one corner�?and the mixture of MSN and W2K on the other. Agent Orange and REDRUM are set to battle it out with Matty Legend and Ace Hart. The bell sounds. Both teams debate on who should go first. Of course, AxO and RUMMY are quick to decide because they’re a team and probably planned this all out before hand. Matty Legend and Ace Hart however�?they argue amongst each other on who should go first. The ref tells them to make a quick decision. Ace shrugs and enters the ring as the former World Champion begins to circle the ring with AxO. They both try finding a good gap�?a good opening�?none do as they end up locking it up�?he try to out power one another but end up releasing at the same time. Matty shakes his arm as AxO pops his neck�?the two circling the ring again.

Joey: How do you see this contest Trunks�?

Trunks: I see A lot of cooperation in part of one team�?a lot of chaos in part of another.

The two quickly circle the ring again�?Matty thinks he found an opening�?and he does, grabbing a hold of Agent AxO’s foot and connecting with a charging shoulder block. Orange is knocked on his back as Matty lifts his foot and drops down delivering an elbow to the side of his leg. Matty reverses him and locks in an ankle lock!!!

Joey: The former World Champion gets such a hard submission move to lock in this early in the match!!

Agent Orange struggles for his corner. He reaches out as REDRUM extends his hand as much as he can�?too far. Ace Hart taps the back of Legend’s shoulder and jumps over the top rope. He delivers a kick to the back of AxO’s head then looks over at an irate Matty.

Trunks: legend had some control there�?could of taken out Agent Oranges ankle but Hart decided to jump into the mix. Hart lifts Agent Orange and lifts him for a Military Press showing a display of power�?Agent Orange slides down from behind him. AoX runs to the ropes�?as he hits them the ref notices REDRUM tapping his shoulder for the tag! Orange slides letting his two feet ram into Hart’s two standing feet. Hart loses balance and that’s when REDRUM comes in with a neck breaker! As Hart pops up�?Agent Orange stands behind him and lifts him for a sidewalk slam! REDRUM runs and hit’s a leg drop!

Joey: That must be like 6 unanswered offensive moves by the tag champions on Ace Hart.

Matty Legend does nothing but stay in his corner trying not to laugh at Ace. The ref orders Agent Orange out of the ring. REDRUM lifts Ace and connects with a T-Bone Suplex. He covers�?...2...

Trunks: So close!!!

REDRUM lifts Ace and gives his hand a twist. And another�?he tags his partner�?AxO climbs the top rope and jumps off landing his two closed fists on Ace’s arm. Ace shakes his hand in pain as AxO is quick to work on the back of his knee. AxO snaps on a sleeper hold from behind. Ace Hart comes to his knees trying to grab some air.

Joey: They’re wearing down Ace Hart. I think they know Matty wont go in there and help�?

Ace begins to pump him self up to avoid being put to sleep�?and its working! He’s coming to his feet as AoX keeps it locked on. Ace grabs the back of Orange’s head and flips him on to the mat! He stomps on Agent’s chest then poses to the fans. He gets a mixed reaction since AoX and REDRUM are well liked. Either way, it’s a reaction. AoX comes to his feet�?clothesline from ACE HART!!! He runs and jams his elbow against REDRUM’s face, causing him to fall off the apron. He connects with a shoulder takedown on AoX as e just came to his feet. AoX comes to his feet again�?Ace kicks him in the midsection�?he lifts him for a Crucifix Powerbomb!!! CONNECT!!!! Agent Orange bounces off the mat due to the impact! The fans loved that impact!!

Joey: This could be over!!!

REDRUM is still recovering from the blindsided hit with a cut lip on the outside�?1...2.�?AGENT ORANGE KICKS OUT!!! Ace cant believe it. Even Matty Legend in his corner cant believe it. The fans sure cant�?and well�?

Joey: I cant believe it!!!

Trunks: Nor I. That was hit beautifully.

Ace argues with the ref as he does Matty tags him self in!!!�? He climbs the top turnbuckle 450 SPLASH!!!!�?he connected on AxO!!!

Joey: It’s over!!!

1.�?.�? REDRUM SAVES THE COUNT!!!!! REDRUM sees Ace coming his way�?backdrop connect!!!! Ace flies on to the outside!!!! Matty Legend comes to his feet�?kick to the midsection!!! REDRUM poses to the fans Evenflow DDT!!! AxO climbs over Matty Legend�?1...2.�?Matty kicks out!!!!

Joey: Another close fall!!! Amazing.

A “W2K�?chant in support of this match, for the most part, begins to rage. This causes Matty to lose his temper as he tries shaking the birdies from his head. He pulls out some brass knucks from his tights!!! The ref sees this�?

Joey: he’s gonna get disqualified on purpose!!!

Trunks: These fans are discriminating him!!!

He swings�?AoX safes the match from begins stopped as he blocks the punch�?he grabs Matty’s wrists and takes him down swiftly with a martial arts type takedown. He pulls the knucks out of Matty hands!!!

Trunks: DISQUALIFY AGENT ORANGE!!!!

Joey: You have got to be kidding me Trunks�?

AoX tosses the knucks out of the ring! He points at Matty and encourages him to come to his feet. Matty does and does so with a more hostile crowd. The “W2K�?Chants have gotten louder. He walks to a different end of the ring a few times telling them to shut it. *BEEP*�?MSN has to censor some of his words even. Agent Organge reaches out behind him and gives REDRUM a blind tag while Matty remains preoccupied with the hostile crowd. AoX charges Matty�?Matty connects with a drop toe hold!!! He gets up�?flying clothesline from REDRUM!!! AoX rolls out of the ring holding his jaw in pain. REDRUM goes to lift Matty�?a roll up by Legend!!! 1...2... REDRUM kicks out!!!!

Joey: That was so close!!!

Legend smirks, Rummy remains focused.. Legend goes in for the attack, catching Rummy in the waist and pushing him to the corner�?Rummy clubs Legend in the back in desperation.. Rummy grabs Legend around his waist, and starts pulling him up�?Rummy brings Legend up, Legend’s back on Rummy’s left shoulder�?Legend struggles out, now going fully over Rummy’s back, landing on his feet�?Legend turns round and kicks Rummy in the back of the leg�?

Trunks: Don’t you just love Legend.

Joey: Well he’s on a hell of a Losing streak right now. He NEEDS this victory.

Rummy’s almost too his knees from that kick�?Legend quickly hits the ropes, going round Rummys�?back, grabbing his head and hitting a BULLDOG!... Legend goes for the cover�?ONE�?TWOOO�?Rummy kicks out!

Trunks: Oooo Close one!

Legend slams the mat in frustration�?He slowly gets back too his feet, grabbing Rummys head and dragging him up�?Legend gives Rummy a stiff right, Rummy’s reeling.. Legend looks behind, noticing Ace standing behind Rummy, prepping himself�?The referee screams at Ace, but Ace doesn’t move.. Legend clubs Rummy hard round the side of the head, making Rummy spin round.. Ace runs forward�?RUMMY DODGES�?SPEAR ON LEGEND!!!!
Trunks: AHHHH!!!

Ace gets up, and climbs out the ring, nobody knows whether he meant it or not.. Rummy dives on Matt for the cover�?ONE.. TWO�?THREEE!!!!

Trunks: Holy Crap!

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN�?YOUR WINNERS!! AGENT ORANGE.. AND REDRUM!!!!

"Thunderkiss 65" by White Zombie hits�?Agent Orange climbs in, raising his Tag Partner’s arms.. The two climb out the ring, the referee giving them their Tag Titles back�?After a few seconds, Ace goes up the ramp.. Turning away from Matt, who’s now sat up and clenching his stomach.. Matt’s reeling�?We cut to Ace, who’s turned away�?Ace begins too grin�?Agent Orange and REDRUM celebrate in the middle of the ring.

REDRUM and Agent Orange begin to celebrate their win however the celebration is short lived as the Jerm makes his way out the curtain.

The Jerm: Mr. HOMICIDE, hold it right there! You aren't done for the night .. you see. It appears Jason Striker and yourself have created quite the feud as of late and I'm sick of seeing you two attack each other week after week. So, Striker couldn't make it to battle it out last week in a fair contest... Therefore you two will wrestle NOW!

Jason Striker storms to the ring! Obviously he was anticipating this announcement because his wrestling gear is on and he looks pumped!

Joey: This isn't fair! REDRUM just had a hard fought battle!

Trunks: Life isn't fair! Hahaha!

AxO exits the ring and heads to the showers.. Meanwhile Candy exits the ring and stands by the corner to support her man. Jason Striker immediately unleashes rights and lefts.. but to no avail! RUMMY blocks his last punch and throws in a spinning wheel kick of his own! Striker flies backwards! REDRUM circles around the ring for a spell as the crowd goes nuts! Just as it appears Mr. HOMICIDE has gotten some momentum Striker hits RUMMY with a low blow! The crowd boos.

Joey: A cheap shot by the former Triad Champ!

Trunks: If he keeps that up, RUMMY will be the former Triad Champ!

Joey: If he keeps that up, RUMMY is going to wear his skin for a sweater!

Trunks: .... Good point!

REDRUM falls to the canvas like a ton of bricks. It is now Jason Striker that is boasting to the crowd.. however the crowd simply boos him like crazy.

Trunks: Finally, a man I can respect!

Joey: You don't respect anything!

REDRUM sweep kicks Striker right off his feet! He then climbs ontop of the former Triad champ and begins to throw rights and lefts! Striker rolls him around and gets ontop of him. . He grabs him in an arm bar but RUMMY , likewise, rolls him out of it and gets the upper hand. RUMMY gets to his feet and irish whips Striker off the ropes. Striker staggers back to find a flying elbow smash to the forehead! RUMMY runs off the ropes and goes for a front flip leg drop but striker moves.

Joey: Striker is a ruthless competitor! He always knows where he is in that ring.

Striker picks up RUM and ddt's him on the canvas! This could be over! . . . One . . . two . . Kick out! Striker then picks him up and tries for a  suplex but RUM flips behind him and executes an awesome reverse suplex to Striker! Seconds later RUM slaps on a camel clutch however Striker wont quit

Trunks: There is no quit in that man!

Joey: I think if anyone can make him quit, it's the manical REDRUM.

Striker stands up while RUM has the camel clutch applied! What strength! However RUMMY repeatedly pounds Striker in the skull until he falls back down the canvas.. RUMMY waits for striker to get to his feet and then…Redrum quickly drop kicks Jason to the outside, not bothering to watch as the superstar hits the black mat as the champ turns his back, raising his arms and posing for the crowd who erupt in cheers, obviously pleased with what the champ is doing. Suddenly, the sound of a woman screaming cuts through the cheers like a hot knife through butter……the sound of Redrums wife, Candy, screaming to be exact. Redrum quickly spins around to see what’s going on and whack! Jason Striker drops him with a chair shot as the camera pans over to the crowd where a man in a ski mask carries Candy over his shoulder into the crowd disappearing after a minute.

Joey: What the hell is going on here Trunks?!

Trunks: I have no idea……it looks like Redrum might have more than just Jason Striker to worry about now though……the question is, who is that man that just took Candy?

Jason grins and listens to the booing of the fans as he slams the chair into Redrums back now when suddenly……the bell rings!

“Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner by disqualification…�?REDRUM!�?/P>

Jason’s head shoots over to the referee, watching him slowly climb to his feet after signaling for the bell. Jason, obviously unhappy with the fact that the ref, who was unconscious just minutes ago has seen this, quickly stomps over, picking the smaller man up with force and tossing him into the corner, strangling him and screaming at him for being disqualified. Just then REDRUM pops back to his feet. He quickly comes to the aid of the fallen referee by laying the boots to Striker. He turns striker around and BOOM! HOMICIDE HEAVE!!!

Joey: CANDY HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED!

Trunks: I'm no expert.. but i think that was a BAD DECISION on Strikers part. REDRUM is pissed

REDRUM picks Striker up once more and ANOTHER HOMICIDE HEAVE!!!

Joey: Mr. HOMICIDE is going to break Strikers neck!!!

REDRUM is litterally foaming at the mouth he is so angry! He appears to be compeletely disheveled.. he's looking all around the arena for his HOMICIDAL Queen however she is missing.. RUMMY picks up his Triad title and his half of the W2K Tag titles as he runs down the aisle and through the curtain screaming "CANDY!?" in a very angry tone.

Joey: WHO WAS IN THE SKI MASK?!? WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH CANDY?!? 

Joey: Our following match-up is one that puts the spotlight on W2K’s Championess Division, a division in which we hold much pride and confidence. No one does anything like Wrestling 2000�?/P>

Trunks: Or the Microsoft Network.

Joey: �?and women’s wrestling is one of those things.

Trunks: Plus boobs.

Joey: Alia Starr has been in a huge rut, as of late, and she’s looking to get out of it here.

Trunks: Yeah, but I’m not sure she picked the best candidate for her first defeat in a long time.

Joey: You may be right, Trunks�?not many people can withstand the test of Isabella Taylor.

(And that’s just what Alia Starr is up against here. Alia is in the far corner getting loose, stretching her arms out a bit, as W2K’s reigning Championess climbs onto the apron and “Soulfire�?continues to rock the house. She doesn’t look nearly so excited to be here as she usually does; the look on her face a smug one.)

Joey: Izzy may be a little off her game here, Trunks.

Trunks: Yeah, after that whole confrontation with Riot and Cross, who would?

Joey: I’m not exactly a fan of the “games�?Riot has been playing with Izzy in past weeks, but I suppose it’s not really my business either.

Trunks: You’re right, it isn’t.

Joey: Anyway, back to the ring.

(Izzy is inside now, where she removes her Title Belt and hands it off to the referee, who carries it to ringside as “Soulfire�?quiets down.)

Joey: It’s not about the gold tonight, folks. It’s about showcasing our Women’s Division and giving Alia Starr a shot at proving that she’s still as strong as she once was.

(And with that, the referee comes back to the center of the ring, looking from the unbelievably determined face of Alia Starr, to the moderately disgruntled one of Isabella Taylor. He calls for the bell!

*DING DING!*)

Joey: And here we go!

(Alia starts to circle up, but Izzy just suddenly charges in, not looking to “beat around the bush,�?as it were! She gets the double-leg takedown on Alia, but Alia immediately rolls it over, mounting Izzy for some right hands! The referee gets to three before Alia breaks away from it, backing off of the Championess. The referee checks Izzy as she gets back to her feet�?before just shoving him away and charging Alia again. Arm drag from Alia! Izzy’s back up�?and another! Izzy back to her feet and she charges in at Alia, once more�?and Alia leapfrogs Izzy! Izzy stops herself before colliding with the turnbuckle, and turns back around right into a running enzeguri from Alia Starr! Izzy falls to the canvas, and Alia rolls her over for a cover that gets two before the kickout.)

Joey: Alia Starr is *clearly* the aggressor here!

Trunks: I told you she still had it!

(Alia is back up and she waits for Izzy to get back to her feet�?never an intelligent move. She stalks toward the hunched over Isabella, who immediately drops with a drop toehold! Alia bashes her face on the canvas and Izzy rolls it over into a side headlock. She clamps down on the headlock and Alia starts to make her way back to her feet. She gets there, but Izzy holds onto the headlock�?BACKDROP SUPLEX! That was all raw power on Alia’s part, and the hold is broken! She rolls to her feet, up first, followed by Izzy. Alia charges in, clothesline from Izzy! Alia is quick to get up�?and run right into another clothesline! Alia is up a bit more slowly this time, and Izzy grabs her, forcing her off the ropes. Alia comes back on the rebound, ducks Izzy’s clothesline attempt, rebounds again�?TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER FROM IZZY! She falls on for the cover immediately�?gets one�?gets two�?gets thr- SHOULDER UP! Izzy is off of her quickly and back on the offensive, getting Alia up and pushing her back to the corner. She throws a couple forearms to Alia’s face, and Alia blocks one! Right hand from Alia and Izzy stumbles back! Alia pushes herself up to the second rope and waits for Izzy to turn back around�?she does�?and Alia jumps off for a Tornado DDT! REVERSAL! IZZY REVERSES IT INTO A PERFECT ARN ANDERSON STYLE SPINEBUSTER! “OHHH!!!�?SHE COVERS! FOR THE ONE! THE TWO! AND THE THRE- SHOULDER UP!!!!!)

Joey: HOW DID SHE KICK OUT OF THAT?!?

(Izzy cringes when Alia gets the shoulder up, but doesn’t let off with her attack. She gets the pick-up on Alia and locks her head before lowering her own and elevating Alia high into the air! She holds her there�?holds her there�?STILL holds her there�?

Trunks: Jesus, she’s strong!

(�?but then Alia kicks her feet! She flips down�?and lands on her feet behind Izzy! HANGMAN’S NOOSE NECKBREAKER FROM ALIA! She’s on for the cover�?gets the one-count�?the two-count�?and the THREE-COU- KICKOUT!!!)

Joey: MY GOD! TWO AND NINE-TENTHS!

(Alia can’t believe it! She sets back on her knees and almost begs the referee to say it was a three-count, but it was just two. She knows she can’t sulk for long, however, as she gets the pick-up on Izzy. She tucks Izzy’s head under her arm in the corner and calls for it!)

Trunks: INTOXICATION COMING UP!

Joey: I THINK YOU’RE RIGHT!

(And it is! She runs out of the corner, Izzy in tow, and�?IZZY SHOVES HER OFF! ALIA CRASHES AND BURNS! Alia is lying perfectly prone to the turnbuckle! Izzy looks at Alia�?then to the corner�?then back to Alia�?and now she heads out to the apron! She’s going up top!)

Joey:  Here it comes!

(She’s up top now�?she perches�?and�?)

Trunks: WHAT THE HELL?!?

Joey: IT’S CROSS!

(Cross is on the apron! The referee sees him and runs across the ring to stop him from getting inside! Cross is fighting to get in�?RIOT! RIOT IS ON THE APRON BEHIND IZZY, AND SHE SHOVES HER DOWN ONTO HER BACK IN THE RING!!! Izzy arches her back in pain�?Alia stumbles up to her feet! Cross jumps down from the apron�?the referee turns around�?and ALIA HAS IT HOOKED UP! THE STARR!!! SHE HITS IT PERFECTLY!!!!!)

Trunks: IT’S OVER!

(Alia rolls Izzy over for the one�?

Joey: NO!

(�?two�?

Joey: I SAID NO!!!

(�?THREE!!!!!)

Joey: NO!! THAT’S A LOAD OF CRAP!

(*DING DING!* “Everybody’s Fool�?by Evanessence rocks the house, and Alia rolls her tired body off of Isabella Taylor. She struggles up to her feet, where the referee raises her hand in victory.)

“Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner�?ALIA STARRRR!!!�?/P>

Trunks: Well, you said she needed a victory.

Joey: And this is good for Alia, but she could’ve done it alone!

Trunks: Not if Izzy hit that Turnover.

Joey: I don’t care! Alia is good enough to go toe to toe with the best this company has to offer, and that could’ve very well been her time to shine�?but now it’s tainted due to�?/P>

(And on cue, the camera switches to the ramp, where Cross and Riot are walking backwards together, eyeballing the fallen Isabella Taylor inside the ring.)

Joey: �?those two! Right there!

Trunks: Eh, maybe you’re right.

Joey: I am right, damn it!!!

(He may very well be, but there’s no changing it now. Maybe this will get Alia out of her rut. Let’s hope.) 

[The Scene opens up on Matty Legend standing outside toe large blue doors�?With ‘BACKSTAGE�?scribed onto them�?Legend looks around curiously.. before walking slowly down some steps.. The camera whizzes round, and we’re in the Parking Lot of the W2K Arena.]

Matty Legend: Ace?

[Matt’s voice echoes through the Parking Lot�?Legend reaches the bottom of the steps, infront of him, he notices, is Ace’s car�?Legend smiles, walking across and standing next too it�?Legend scans throughout the area�?Suddenly he hears very feint noises�?a sound�?He can’t make out what it is…]

Matty Legend: Er.. Hello?

[Legend raises a brow.. Suddenly, from nowhere we hear a large booming voice]

"DUBYA"

[Legend looks round frantically]

"TWOOOO"

[Legend stands straighter, looking mega cautious�?/P>

"KAAAYYYY!"

[Legend steps further into the parking lot.. Away from the car�?The camera pans round too infront of Matt.. beside him, in the background.. is Ace’s car..]

Matty Legend: COME OUT�?NOW!!!

[Legend looks around, in a Rage�?Behind him we see Ace Hart walking beside is car, from the other end of the Parking lot.. Legend hears foot steps, and looks done, standing still�?Ace is just a few feet behind him..]

Matty Legend: Who.. Is�?There�?/P>

Ace Hart: Me.

[Legend spins round]

Matty Legend: Huh?

[Ace nods�?SUPER KICK!!!.. Matt CRASHES to the ground like a ton of bricks�?The Crowd ERUPT in the background�?Ace goes beside Matts hea,d and kneels down on one knee�?Ace rests a closed fist on Matt’s chest]

Ace Hart: Dubya�?Two�?Kay.

[Ace gets too his feet…Ace dusts off his shoulder, and walks too his Car�?Ace’s door slams shut, and the engine revs up�?as the Scene fades too black] 

(Jacob Mitchell and Vincent Gunn now stand in the middle of the ring with the ref standing between the two. They do their last minute stretching before the bell sounds.)

Trunks: This is it. Today, Jacob Mitchell takes out Gunn once and for all. He’s gonna do it in less than 20 seconds combined. Both falls.

Joey: Please�?

Trunks: I believe it. But either way, I don’t see a third fall. last week, Jacob had his fun and outsmarted Gunn. This week he just destroys him and moves on with his life.

Joey: Peronally, I think it was clearly Jacob messing up and Gunn having bad luck�?

Trunks: Eh, whatever.

(*DING DING*�?both don’t move a muscle. They do one of those classic stare downs. Stare downs rule. Jacob moves first�?circling the ring and trying to fake out Gunn�?he charges.. *BAM* Gunn delivers a quick kick to Jacob’s chest. Jacob falls sitting on the campus as he finds him self being the one charged now. Gunn attempts connecting a knee to Jacob’s forehead. But after the miss, Jacob rolls up to his feet. The two stand there staring each other down again�?)

Joey: There go 20 seconds�?

Trunks: Shut up�?

(They both now circle the ring again. They lock it up�?Jacob comes from behind him with a waste lock�?lifts Gunn for a German�?Gunn holds his ground. Jacob drops down and rolls Gunn up!!! 1...2... That was close! Gunn comes to his feet�?Jacob dives his shoulder on Gunn’s right leg! Gunn’s whole body flips over in mid air as he falls on his back. Jacob lands an elbow drop on Gunn’s heard since he was already in that position and takes the cover�?...2... He hoped too much. Jacob doesn’t take a second to argue with the ref�?he lifts Gunn Prodigal Drrr--- Gunn does the same as last week and shoves him to the ropes�?he returns kicks Gunn on his right leg again!!!)

Joey: Jacob started working on that leg since last week.  Signs showing on Gunn as he staggered to a knee there�?

(But Gunn comes right back and delivers a huge uppercut on Jacob. Jacob flies to the turnbuckle and that’s when Gunn lets his fists fly! Jacob covers as Gunn’s quick fists punish Jacob’s body. Jacob finds him self sitting on the second turnbuckle simply in cover. Gunn backs up a little and literally runs over Jacob’s body Matrix style!!! Gunn lands on his feet as Jacob staggers forward�? Clothesline!!! 1.�?just a one as Jacob kicks out! Gunn shakes his head and lifts the Impact Champion�?

Joey: The Champion finds him self in trouble right now�?

(Gunn goes for a �? Jacob drops his knee to the side of Gunn’s!!!  Gunn falls right down losing offence because of this again.)

Joey: Jacob working on that right leg of Gunn’s!

(Jacob grabs Gunn by his ankle and begins to drop some elbow drops to Gunn’s thigh. Comes back up�?elbow to the thigh�?and up�?and elbow again�?and up�?he does it several times as he circles the ring doing it.)

Trunks: Haha!!! A few more and Gunn cant use his Lethal Roundhouse kick!

(Gunn rolls to the side holding his knee ad thigh in pain now. Jacob lifts him and drops the knee he’s working on�?on to his own. Gunn hops a few times�?in mid air jumps spinning heel kick!!! Jacob lands on the corner and uses the ropes to stay up. Jacob shakes his head a little from the hit�?Gunn is on his feet�?limping a little�?Jacob charges the foot again!!! Gunn sunset flips over Jacob�?he turns around as Jacob’s coming to his feet�?PRODIGAL DROP!!!!)

Trunks: Caught him!!!

(1.�?.�?3!!!! Jacob grabs the first fall!!! The ref calls for the bell as the announcer calls it�?

“Ladies and Gentlemen�?here is your winner of the first fall�?Jacob Mitchell!!!�?

Joey: it isn’t over but Gunn is gonna have to overcome that Prodigal drop and his leg which at any moment can get bad enough to prevent him from standing on both feet. Which will leave him hopeless!!

Trunks: It’s over.. Easily!!! Two syllables O-VER!!!

(Mitchell rolls off of Gunn and gets up to his feet and the referee forces him back to a neutral corner so that Gunn may regain himself before the second fall begins. Mitchell stands back with a big smirk on his face, clearly happy with himself after winning the first fall.)

Joey: Jacob Mitchell has a *huge* advantage going into the second fall now, as Vincent Gunn must win two in a row in order to come out victorious, and Mitchell only has to get one more fall.

Trunks: Yeah, this isn’t exactly the best way to start things out for Gunn, but with his Impact Title on the line, Mitchell couldn’t have asked for anything better.

Joey: You couldn’t be more right, my fellow colleague.

Trunks: Of course.

(Vincent Gunn is back to his feet now in the corner opposite Jacob Mitchell, and the referee is all in his face. The referee asks Vincent several times if he wishes to continue, and Vincent nods his head in defiance every time. His eyes look a little glazed, but not too much to fret over, after that Prodigal Drop�?the real concern is that leg Mitchell’s been working on. Jacob grows tired of the waiting�?and, being ever the opportunist, stalks right across the ring, ready for the second fall to get underway. He pushes the referee out of the corner, and throws a boot right to the thigh of Vincent Gunn, still focusing his attack on taking Gunn’s wheels away from him. The referee yells at Mitchell for a moment, but to no avail, and calls for the bell to begin the second fall.

*DING DING!*)

Joey: Mitchell just won’t let off of that leg! It’s really gotta be wearing away by now.

Trunks: Well, he is a genius, after all.

(Mitchell continues to stomp on that injured leg, and Gunn slinks down to a sitting position in the corner. Mitchell turns from Gunn, walking around to the other side of the ring, where he turns and charges toward the corner, looking for a running knee to the face, but Gunn rolls out! Mitchell stops himself before making any real impact with the turnbuckle, and turns around, just in time to be met by a Vincent Gunn dropkick. Mitchell is sent back into the corner, and Gunn uses the ropes to pull himself back up.  His leg has really taken a beating, but he’s not about to quit, damn it. He gets right back on Mitchell, not wanting to give him a single moment of breathing room. Gunn starts in with several right hands, before taking Mitchell by one arm and sending him across, into the opposite buckles. Gunn puts all his body weight behind the whip, dropping to his back as he releases Mitchell, who runs chest first into the unforgiving top buckle. He walks backwards out of the corner, real stunned-like�?right into a schoolboy roll-up! Gunn folds him up tight for the one�?two�?THR- KICKOUT!)

Joey: OH! SO CLOSE!

Trunks: How can he mount a comeback this late in the match�?on one leg?!?

Joey: He’s Vincent Gunn!

(Gunn rolls back up to his feet, limping a bit, as does Jacob Mitchell, and the two come back to the center, meeting with a collar-and-elbow. Gunn gets an advantage with a side headlock, but Mitchell is out quickly with a couple elbows and runs away from Gunn, hitting the ropes and coming back�?Gunn with a hip toss! Mitchell lands on his feet�?BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE LEG OF GUNN! Gunn falls immediately, grabbing at his leg and rolling toward the ropes, where he lets himself fall gingerly to the floor. Mitchell is back to his feet with a big smirk, posing momentarily for the crowd, which greets him with a chorus of boos.)

Joey: Oh, he’s so proud of himself.

Trunks: Can you blame him?

Joey: Well he doesn’t have to be so arrogant about it!

Trunks: Maybe you’re just jealous.

Joey: Yeah, sure.

(Gunn is struggling up to his feet�?and here comes gun! SLINGSHOT PLANCHA ON THE OUTSIDE CONNECTS! Both men spill onto the floor, Gunn clearly taking the worst of it. Mitchell is back up slowly, getting a pick-up on Gunn. Mitchell whips Gunn toward the steel ring post�?but Gunn somehow manages to grab onto the post and swing himself around�?right up onto the apron!)

Trunks: Well that was kinda cool.

Joey: NOT AS COOL AS THIS!

(Gunn pulls himself up, springboarding off the top rope on the WRONG SIDE! He jumps from that rope, OVER the perpendicular rope�?TO THE OUTSIDE WITH A FLIPPING SENTON ONTO JACOB MITCHELL!!!)

Trunks: ON ONE LEG?!?

Joey: Heh, maybe it’s not as bad as we thought.

Trunks: Or maybe it is, and he’s just a major hardass.

Joey: Maybe.

(Both guys are down, and “W2K!�?chants begin to ring out, bouncing off the walls of the arena! Gunn is up first this time and he gets the pick-up on Mitchell. He attempts to roll Mitchell back into the ring, but Mitchell simply falls backwards, hanging onto Gunn’s arm, and using his leverage to pull him face first into the steel guardrail! That didn’t look pretty at all. Mitchell is up now, and he rolls into the ring under the bottom rope. The referee starts in with the ten-count, and Mitchell leans against the opposite ropes, looking out into the crowd with his back to where Gunn is all the way across the ring on the outside, to take a breather.

One�?two�?three�?

Mitchell turns around now, leaning his back against the ropes and grinning pretty big while he watches the count being made.

�?four�?five�?six�?/P>

Gunn is starting to stir now�?but it doesn’t look like he’s gonna make it!)

Joey: This can’t end on a count-out!

(�?seven�?eight�?/P>

Gunn is back up to his feet�?sort of.)

Trunks: I don’t think Jacob is gonna let it!

(�?nine�?/P>

Jacob Mitchell charges across the ring with a baseball slide attempt�?and Gunn sidesteps him! Gunn pulls Mitchell all the way out to the floor, turning to him and immediately throwing several right hands to the face. Gunn is really getting the better here, and he turns Mitchell, SLAMMING his face against the ring apron! Again! AGAIN! *Finally* Gunn rolls Mitchell in under the bottom rope and is quick to follow.)

Joey: Vincent Gunn is on the comeback again!

Trunks: How does he keep doing it?!?

Joey: He’s got an extra tank that not many other people have.

Trunks: Yeah, well he’s got two falls left to go, and that extra tank is running on fumes!

(Gunn is up, and he goes for the pick-up on Mitchell�?WHO IMMEDIATELY TRIES TO LOCK IN THE “JAKEMISSION!!!�?

Trunks: Maybe only one fall!

(Gunn rolls through it�?up to his feet�?Jacob is still on his knees�?ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!!! “OHHHHH!!!!!!�?

Joey: I THINK YOU’RE RIGHT!

(Jacob Mitchell is bleeding from the side of the head after that devastating kick, and he immediately crumples down to his stomach! Gunn rolls him over for the pin�?the one�?the two�?AND THE THREE!!!

*DING DING!*)

Trunks: How did he do it?!?

Joey: ONE FALL LEFT, TRUNKS!

Trunks: I know, damn it!

(And just as he had done to Jacob Mitchell following the first fall, the referee now forces Vincent Gunn away from his fallen victim into a neutral corner, where he’ll have to wait and see if Mitchell can, not only recover, but continue, at all. The referee moves over to Mitchell, who is struggling to get up to his feet. He pulls himself up via the top rope, and would be right back down again if he weren’t leaning against it. The referee helps him over to the corner, where he uses the stable turnbuckle to hold his standing position. He’s checked on just as Gunn had been.)

Joey: I don’t know how Vincent Gunn could fight back after all that punishment he suffered, but he did! After the Prodigal Drop, after all the punishment to that leg, after the short brawl on the outside, after the attempt at the Jakemission, Vincent Gunn managed to fight it all off and tie this thing up at one fall apiece!

Trunks: Yeah, well, what are the chances that he’ll win two in a row?

Joey: Well, his chances of winning this one are just as good as Jacob’s are, now.

Trunks: You may be right.

Joey: We may not even make it to the third fall, because Jacob Mitchell looks as though he could very possibly be concussed!

Trunks: Well who could blame him after a kick like that?!?

Joey: I sure couldn’t�?but it looks like we may be ready to continue to our third fall here!

(I think he’s right. The referee backs off of Mitchell�?and Vincent Gunn uses this as the “go�?sign, and he stalks over to Mitchell, who is still pretty glassy eyed. Gunn reaches the corner where Mitchell is still standing and starts in with some hard forearm shots to the chest. One after another after another after another. He stops now, pressing Mitchell back against the buckles, and whips him off. Mitchell reverses, pulling Gunn�?right into a HUGE clothesline! He almost decapitates the man! Mitchell falls on for a cover out of desperation and only gets two before the kickout. Mitchell seems to be the aggressor now, and he gets an armbar on Vincent Gunn. He’s really cranking back on that arm, putting all of his weight into it. Gunn’s face is turning pretty red�?and that’s when Mitchell rolls back, away from the arm, and gets Gunn’s leg. He stands between Gunn’s legs while Gunn is on his stomach, wraps both of those legs around one of this own, and then bridges backwards, grabbing a facelock! Gunn immediately cries out in pain, flailing his arms around in search of the ropes that are nowhere near him!)

Joey: Good god! Look at the angle of his legs!

Trunks: He’s gotta give it up, Joey! He can’t make the ropes!

Joey: You may be right!

(Gunn is still fighting, clawing at the canvas�?and not moving an inch�?but he isn’t giving up! He won’t give up! And this absolutely infuriates Jacob Mitchell, who stands up straight now, relinquishing the hold, finally. Gunn rolls around on the canvas, clutching both of his legs with the referee right in his face, asking him if he wants to continue. Gunn shoves the referee away from him in frustration.)

Trunks: Gunn is getting hot!

Joey: He can’t let his emotions get the better of him here!

(Mitchell gets the pick-up now, sending Gunn across, into the ropes, but when he comes off, he just collapses. His leg can’t hold him up! Mitchell seems surprisingly frustrated at this, and he approaches the fallen Gunn. He lifts him up to his feet again, sending him off, Gunn hits the ropes, and again falls back down to the canvas, rolling onto his back. Mitchell stalks over to him angrily now�?and Gunn suddenly nips up to his feet!! Mitchell is shocked, and Gunn is behind him now! Waistlock�?GERMAN SUPLEX!!! Gunn holds the bridge�?gets one�?gets two�?GETS THRE- KICKOUT!!!)

Joey: CHRIST THAT WAS CLOSE!

Trunks: Yeah, can’t get much closer!

(Both men are back up now, and both seem to get their wind back simultaneously. Gunn throws a right hand, Mitchell throws one of his own. Gunn with another, Mitchell answers it. Gunn hits Mitchell again, and Jacob swings back, but Gunn blocks this time! He throws right hand after right hand, forcing Mitchell back to the ropes! He continues this, until he whips Jacob off to the opposite ropes, where Mitchell springs off with a HUGE flying shoulder block, ala the Ultimate Warrior! Gunn is floored, and Mitchell is on for the cover. One�?two�?THRE- SHOULDER UP!!! Mitchell is up off of Gunn immediately, and he starts putting the boots to the injured leg, the very same leg he’s been working on for the *entire* match-up! Gunn catches Mitchell’s foot and shoves it away as he quickly gets back up to a standing position, himself. Mitchell turns around�?PRODIGAL DRO-�?REVERSAL! Gunn shoves Mitchell off, Mitchell hits the ropes, bounces back right into a ROUNDHOUSE KI-�?MITCHELL DROPS TO HIS BACK! Gunn’s foot soars right over him! Mitchell is quickly back up to his feet, he hits the ropes, Gunn does the same�?DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! WHAT A COLLISION!!!!!! “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!�?

Joey: OH, MY GOD!!!

Trunks: THEY’RE BOTH DEAD! THEY HAVE TO BE!!!!

(*DING DING!*)

Joey: Wha-�?

Trunks: WHAT THE HELL?!?

(The referee looks to ringside, both men still laid out in a heap in front of him, and even he looks confused at this. He holds his hands up as if begging for some kind of answers.)

“Ladies and gentlemen, this match has reached�?a time limit draw!�?/P>

Trunks: WHAT?!?

Joey: NO! RESTART THE DAMN MATCH! WE HAVE TO HAVE A WINNER!

Trunks: TITLE MATCHES CAN’T HAVE TIME LIMITS!

(The referee is left scratching his head�?and all he can do is shrug at the whole thing. The fans now go from booing loudly, to chants of  “FIVE MORE MINUTES! FIVE MORE MINUTES!�?

Joey: Action like this can’t end in a draw!

Trunks: Sadly, I think it’s going to.

(�?And it does. The last shot of this match is both men lying in a pile of wreckage that borders on disturbing after that HUGE double clothesline. What the hell is to come of all this?) 

(The fans explode HUGE when William Rodney Mercy and Black Widow are seen talking in front of the open door of Widow’s locker room.)

William Rodney Mercy: You’ve been talking about redemption, about revenge, since they did what they did to your Hummer. Now’s your shot. Tonight’s the night, Widow. Let’s get out there and kick their asses!

(Widow looks down at the Championship Belt hanging over her shoulder for a moment�?and kept help but crack that trademark Widow smirk as Mercy’s words really register. She looks up at him�?and just nods her head approvingly.)

Black Widow: Tonight’s the night, Rodney. Let’s go.

(Rodney tilts his head to the side, cracking his neck slightly and stretching his arms out, before turning and walking down the hallway, toward the ring, Widow close behind him as her locker room door swings shut.)

Joey: The Main Event is coming up!

(The camera pans over a bit�?focusing on a little corner, cast in dark shadows. There seems to be nothing present�?but then movement is sensed�?followed by a white-painted face within the darkness. A small, guttural cackle is heard from within.)

“Tonight is the night.�?/P>

(Another bit of laughter, this one a bit more obnoxious than the last.)

“�?Tonight.�?/P>

(And with that mysterious message�?we fade from here.) 

Joey: Fans, after a night of ups and downs and lefts and rights, after time limit draws, impromptu matches, and all kinds of strange happenings�?it’s *finally* time for our Main Event of this week’s Censored. And if the events leading up to now are any omen to what we may see here�?then I just don’t know what to expect.

Trunks: That’s right, Joey. We’ve seen backstage confrontations all night�?and there’s not telling what could come to head in this kind of environment.

Joey: It’s finally time for the tag team match where former W2K Champion, Christian Michaels, will team up with now former United States Champion, Cross, to take on former W2K Champion, William Rodney Mercy, and *current* MSN Champion, but representing W2K, Black Widow!

Trunks: This has been built up too damn much, man. It better not disappoint�?because I have a feeling there might be some kind of riot or something.

Joey: I can’t argue that point, Trunks. If this match doesn’t deliver�?well�?we may have to leave with police escorts.

Trunks: Let’s just hope this thing doesn’t fall through, and we can end the show with a bang.

Joey: Let’s hope. And let’s get to the ring!

(Cross and Christian Michaels are standing together in the near corner, conversing over whatever it is tag teams converse over right before a match, while William Rodney Mercy and Champion Black Widow do the same over in the opposite corner. Both teams hold their eyes locked tight on the opposition, neither wavering for a moment. The lights come back up to full as “Enter My Mind�?by Drain STH dies to nothing.)

Joey: There’s such a huge score just aching to be settled here.

Trunks: Yeah, if I was Cross or CM, I’d watch my ass, because after what they did to her house and her Hummer�?she’s liable to take a strap-on to it.

Joey: Does MSN let us say that?

Trunks: Iunno.

(Cross and CM finish talking, and Cross steps out of the ring over the top rope, still mouthing some unintelligible bull crap to CM and pointing across the ring. Some kind of advice or something. WRM and Widow exchange high fives, and Widow steps out onto the apron. WRM rubs his eyes for a moment, and CM flicks his hands around, getting them loose. Finally�?the referee calls for the bell!

*DING DING!*)

Joey: Here we go! Main Event action!

(These two don’t waste time with the circle up, but rather, come directly to the center of the ring, meeting with the collar-and-elbow tie-up. CM tires for a go-behind, but WRM’s technical skills get the better of him, as Mercy latches onto CM’s free arm, twisting it into an arm wringer. He grabs Michaels by the wrist and turns it around again, getting behind CM in the process, right into a hammerlock. CM slaps at his shoulder, cringing at the pain. He ducks under WRM’s arm, getting a hammerlock of his own. WRM reacts in the same way CM did, before suddenly dropping forward and using his feet to pick Christian’s ankle. CM takes a spill to his gut, and WRM is quick to roll on for the side headlock. He cinches it in nice and tight�?and CM rolls him over. Mercy’s shoulders are down! One�?two�?Mercy rolls back over, crunching down on CM’s head with the hold. Michaels turns it again, relieving the pressure and getting a pin fall attempt that Mercy is forced to kickout of.)

Joey: Some nice, smooth technical action here in the early going.

Trunks: Yeah, as opposed to “FAST PACED ACTION,�?right?

Joey: Right.

(Finally, CM is fighting up to his feet�?and he falls backwards, forcing Mercy to roll off of him into a neutral corner. CM is within arm’s reach of Cross now, and extends his hand, which Cross slaps and the referee signifies the tag was made. CM steps out, still eyeballing WRM, and Cross steps in over the top. He’s got an almost possessed look on his face, using his hands to urge Rodney on and yelling the words “Why don’t you try that crap with me?�?WRM is backed into a corner now, and Cross just keeps stalking toward him, disallowing Mercy any sign at an escape from the corner area. WRM lunges one way, Cross steps in his path. Mercy lunges the other way, only for the same result. Mercy uses what little bit of room he has left between Cross and himself to charge out, and LEAP onto the big man, grabbing onto his head and laying in some rights. Cross catches him in a bear hug before running forward and crushing WRM between himself and the top buckle, really thrashing Mercy’s lower back. Widow is looking pretty concerned by this point from her position in the corner�?she looks desperate for that tag, but Mercy is all the way across the ring. Cross lets Mercy back to his feet in the corner, before lowering his head and driving a shoulder into the gut of Mercy. Another! ANOTHER! ANO-�?NO! WRM *springs* off the bottom rope, *over* Cross, and right into a sunset flip! The shoulders are down! One�?tw- KICKOUT!)

Joey: What a move by William Rodney Mercy.

Trunks: Yeah, that was interesting.

(That it was, but back to the action. Mercy’s up�?Cross is up�?Cross goes for a clothesline and Mercy ducks�?running directly toward his corner and making the tag to Widow! The fans ERUPT, but Cross�?back was turned to the tag! Mercy smartly uses the five-count to his advantage here, getting the attention of the big man by charging at him and dropkicking his knees. Cross almost falls here, and turns to Mercy�?who promptly rolls under the bottom rope. Cross calls out random obscenities at Mercy, ordering him to get his “ass back in the ring.�?Cross spits out at Mercy, before turning�?RIGHT INTO A SPRINGBOARD FRONT DROPKICK FROM BLACK WIDOW! CROSS FALLS TO THE CANVAS! WIDOW’S ON FOR THE COVER! One�?two�?THRE- POWER OUT!!! Cross presses Widow up off of his chest and she lands right on her feet. Cross is up as well now, and Widow stays on the offensive.)

Joey: The Champion is going insane here!

Trunks: She’s had it up to here with Cross and Michaels!

(Widow throws several forearm shots to the face of Cross, forcing him back to the ropes. She tries the whip, but he doesn’t budge an inch. She tries again, and still nothing. Cross pulls her back toward him, sending her right over the top rope! But Widow hangs on with one arm, hoisting herself back up to the apron. Cross has his back turned to her, and she punches him right in the back of the head! He’s very caught off-guard by this, and as he turns, Widow swings herself under the bottom rope, through his legs, and back to her feet, where she charges across to the opposite ropes, and comes back RIGHT INTO A “BLACK HOLE SLAM�?ala “The Monster�?Abyss!! “Ohhhhh!!!!�?Widow is a pancake! Cross stays on for the cover�?but only gets two! Cross sets up off of Widow, reaching back for CM to make the tag. Cross grabs Widow by the arms and drags her nearer to the corner, where CM slingshots himself over the top rope, right into a leg drop across Widow’s throat. He rolls on for the cover, pressing his forearm roughly against her face as he looks across the ring at WRM while the referee counts the one�?the two�?and the thr- KICKOUT! CM slaps his hands together for a faster count before getting the pick-up on Widow. He sets her up for Just Like That, and doesn’t seem at all surprised when she reverses out of it, as he just looks back at her from the ropes smirking. She stands upright now, urging him to bring it to her.)

Joey: The Champion is *daring* the Number One Contender to give her all he’s got!

Trunks: Smart move?

Joey: Maybe not.

(CM *explodes* off the ropes�?right into a monkey flip from Widow! Both of them are back up at the same time, and CM charges in again, right into a dropkick from Widow! She’s back to her feet and gets the pick-up on CM, forcing him back to the corner where William Rodney Mercy is awaiting the tag, and makes it. Widow lifts CM�?backbreaker! She holds him there�?and WRM is scaling is scaling the turnbuckles. He’s up top and�?LEG DROP FROM THE TOP ROPE! CM FLIPS ONTO HIS GUT FROM WIDOW’S KNEE! “Ohhhh!�?WRM with the pick-up now as Widow steps out of the ring. WRM whips Michaels off, and Michaels latches onto the top rope before rebounding back and makes an abrupt tag out to Cross. CM rolls to the outside of the ring, clutching at his lower back after that brutal backbreaker-leg drop combo. Cross steps in now and WRM isn’t cornered this time. Cross approaches him, and the two lock-up. WRM with the go-behind, and Cross quickly gets a standing switch. WRM with a standing switch of his own, and WRM rolls through it, sending Cross forward. Cross rolls through himself, ending up on his feet, where he turns and walks right back toward WRM, who spins and sweeps the legs of Cross out from under him. Cross is up to his knees and picks the ankle of WRM, bringing him down for a side armbar. WRM quickly flips his way out of that and ends up on his feet�?

Joey: Some great chain wrestling here!

(�?BASEMENT DROPKICK! The smack echoes throughout the arena! “Ohhh!�?

Trunks: Well, it was chain wrestling.

(WRM climbs on for the cover. One�?two�?thr- KICKOUT! WRM rolls to his corner and makes the tag out to MSN Champion, Black Widow. She’s in, and Cross is out. He needs to recoup after that dropkick to the face, and he tags out to CM to do so. CM is in as Cross climbs out to the apron, rubbing at his face. Champion and Number One Contender are in the ring together again for the second time this match-up. Each one eyes up the competition�?before coming in for a collar-and-elb-�?no! Widow kicks CM right in the gut! CM is bent over, and Widow forces him back to the corner with forearm shots. She sends him off to the opposite buckles and he bounces out, walking toward the center of the ring. She goes for another gut kick�?CM catches the foot! He spins her around�?gut kick of his own! Here comes Just Like Tha- NO! WIDOW REVERSES THE MOVE AGAIN! CM’s back is still turned�?and Widow charges the corner, leaping to the middle turnbuckle, springing back�?SWEET DREAM!!!!! CM’S FACE IS PLANTED DIRECTLY INTO THE CANVAS!)

Joey: It’s over!!!

Trunks: No one kicks out of-�?/P>

Joey: WHAT THE HELL?!?

(THE LIGHTS HAVE GONE OUT! THE ARENA IS SUDDENLY CAST INTO *PITCH* BLACKNESS! This isn’t one of those “oh goodness it’s dark�?things�?it is BLACK! You can’t see your hand in front of your face!

Lightning! A bolt of lightning suddenly slices the “sky�?of the W2K Arena!

Thunder! Thunder rumbles within the heart of the arena!)

Trunks: What the hell is going on?!? Thunder and lightning?!? We’re INSIDE!

Joey: Trunks�?/P>

Trunks: Joey�?/P>

Joey: �?Trunks, tell me it isn’t raining.

Trunks: I’d be lying, Joey.

(It’s RAINING inside the W2K Arena! Water pours from the ceiling�?but everything remains absolutely pitch black!)

Joey: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?

Trunks: I don’t know, but the lights better come on quick!

(One light does suddenly come on�?a bright, high-power spotlight suddenly beams down from the ceiling, toward one side of the ring. The raindrops can be seen falling through the beam of bright light�?and at the mouth of the light�?is a raven, perched on the top of the corner post.)

Joey: Things better go back to normal pretty damn fast!

Trunks: How did a bird get in here?!?

(The rain continues to fall *heavily*�?it’s an absolute downpour inside the W2K Arena!)

Trunks: I’m getting soaked, Joey!!!

Joey: You’re not the only one!

(Suddenly, the raven calls out two times�?before spreading its wings�?and taking flight. It only flies a few feet above the canvas of the ring, and the spotlight follows it perfectly�?until it lands�?on an arm. An arm covered�?by thick, black leather. The raven perches itself there�?and the only noise in the entire arena is the sound of the falling rain. No one is complaining that they’re getting wet�?all is silent, as the raven has captivated everyone and everything.

This is when the mouth of the spotlight widens a bit.

Exodus grabs William Rodney Mercy, who’s standing right next to him on the apron, by the head�?INVERTED DDT FROM THE APRON, TO THE FLOOR! The rain ceases and the normal lighting returns to the arena�?but it’s too late for WRM! He’s pretty much out cold after his head BOUNCED off the floor on the outside. Widow, as well as everyone else, is soaked from head to toe!

�?And she’s all alone.

She looks to her left�?and sees Cross glaring at her�?looks to her right�?and sees Exodus climbing onto the apron�?and looks straight ahead�?to find Christian Michaels pulling himself up by the ropes after his Sweet Dream. She takes a couple steps back, looking from one enemy to the next, one at a time. Her breathing picks up heavily�?and there’s suddenly a flame burning in her eyes.)

Black Widow: BRING IT ON, MOTHERF*CKERS!!!!!

(Cross suddenly advances on her, and gets a right to the jaw for his trouble. Exodus is in the ring now, after yanking off his trench coat and throwing it down on the outside, and he charges Widow. She hip tosses him right onto his back. CM is up now, and he advances as well. Widow clotheslines him down. Cross is up, and back down after Widow dropkicks his knees out. Exodus is right on her when she gets up, and connects with some rights, until Widow blocks one and head-butts him right in the face. He stumbles back, and Widow charges in behind him with a bulldog!)

Joey: BLACK WIDOW IS GOING INSANE!

Trunks: HOW THE HELL CAN SHE DO THAT?!?

(But this time when she gets up�?CM is right there. SMASH! He avalanches her in the corner, and that’s all it takes. Cross is up by now, and he stalks over to the corner to help CM out with the assault on the Champion. They beat her down in the corner�?and soon Exodus is up, and he joins in.)

Joey: Come on! It’s three on one!!!

(Cross rips Widow up from the canvas�?and WRM is in! He knocks Exodus back with a right hand! Mercy steps into the ring and is charged by Christian Michaels, but Rodney leans back against the top rope, lifting his legs and wrapping them around the neck of CM, where he whips himself around right into a hurricanrana! WRM is back up�?and Cross takes him right back down! Exodus gets back on Widow, keeping her down, while Cross and CM get on Mercy. Exodus is stomping Widow down in one corner, while the Southern Tag Team Champions do the same to William Rodney Mercy in the opposite corner.)

Joey: Someone get down here and help them! Jesus!

(Ask and you shall receive. The fans suddenly erupt HUGE!!!)

Trunks: IT’S HER!

(Isabella Taylor! She charges down the ramp at full-blast and slides under the bottom rope! No one in the ring sees her, but Cross is soon made fully aware of her presence�?as she jumps right on his back and throws left hand after right hand after left hand into the back of his head and the sides of his face! She latches onto a straight-up choke hold around his throat as he stumbles back out of the corner�?and falls back right on top of her! BUT SHE’S SO TENACIOUS! SHE JUST CINCHES IT ON EVEN TIGHTER! CROSS IS TURNING PURPLE�?UNTIL EXODUS STOMPS ON IZZY’S HEAD! She breaks the hold, and rolls out from under Cross, turning to Exodus and clotheslining him down to his back! CM comes across the ring to get her, and is speared down onto his back for his troubles! Cross has recovered now, and as Izzy throws right hand after right hand to the face of CM�?Cross RIPS her up by her hair and talks sh*t to her right in her face�?THERE’S RIOT! SHE’S ON THE APRON! Cross points at Riot so that Izzy sees her�?and Izzy lifts her leg�?RIGHT INTO CROSS�?UNDERCARRIAGE! LOW BLOW!!! CROSS LETS GO OF HER HAIR! ZERO SUPERKICK TO THE FACE OF RIOT! Riot falls hard to the outside! Exodus is up�?and he grabs Izzy from behind, yanking her down and mounting her for some right hands to the face! WIDOW! WIDOW WITH A DROPKICK TO THE FACE OF EXODUS!!!)

Joey: Was she helping Izzy or hurting Exodus?!?

Trunks: WHO CARES?!? THIS IS AMAZING!

(Widow stays on Exodus while Izzy recovers. Mercy has CM in the corner and he’s pounding away at his face! Cross grabs Izzy from behind and turns her over�?RIGHT INTO A TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!!!)

Joey: OH GOD! SHE’S OUT! IT’S THREE ON TWO AGAIN!!!

(Izzy rolls to the apron of the ring, apparently out of instinct, because her eyes are closed. Cross suddenly ambushes WRM from behind, clotheslining him in the back of the head and saving CM in the process! Widow is still pounding on Exodus and�?/P>

�?“WHERE’S YOUR CROWN KING NOTHING?!?�?

Joey: WHAT?!?

Trunks: YOU’VE GOT TO BE SH*TTING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I’M NOT SH*TTING YOU AT ALL!!! THE FANS ERUPT, AND THEY DON’T KNOW WHETHER TO BOO OR CHEER�?WHEN NIC E. DANGEROUSLY AND DAMIEN DESTRUCTION PART THE CURTAIN AT THE *SAME* *TIME*!!!!!!!)

Joey: OH, MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Trunks: WHO’S SIDE ARE THEY ON?!?

Joey: I DON’T KNOW! ARE THEY EVEN ON A SIDE?!?

Trunks: I know one thing! Damo’s carrying a chair with him!

Joey: Things either got a whole lot better for Widow, Izzy, and WRM�?or a whole lot worse!

(The two large men make their way toward the ring, and the arena is absolutely DEAFENING!!! Finally, they make it to the ring, and climb in! WRM finally turns to look�?SMASH!!!!!!!!!! DAMO CRUSHES HIS FACE WITH THE STEEL CHAIR!!!)

Joey: OH GOD NO!!!!!

(Widow gets up off of Exodus to confront Damo�?DEUS EX MACHINA!!!!!! WIDOW IS LAID OUT! MERCY IS LAID OUT! Damo and NED simultaneously turn toward CM, Cross, and Exodus�?AND ALL THREE SCATTER! THEY JUMP OUT OF THE RING AND IMMEDIATELY HEAD UP THE RAMP, EYEBALLING THE DANGEROUS ALLIANCE ON THE INSIDE! Christian Michaels, Exodus, and Cross, carrying Riot, all backpedal their way up the ramp, eyeballing the ring, where Nic E. Dangerously and Damien Destruction stand in the midst of carnage including a fallen William Rodney Mercy, Championess, Isabella Taylor, and reigning Champion of MSN, Black Widow!!!)

Joey: WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?!?

Trunks: WHAT ARE THEY EVEN DOING HERE?!?

Joey: I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’VE SEEN! MY GOD! NIC E. DANGEROUSLY AND DAMIEN DESTRUCTION ARE BACK!!!

(And our last shot�?is that of the faces of Damien Destruction�?and former seven-time Champion of W2K�?Nic E. Dangerously.)