[ Backstage, to the office that once had Jerm's nameplate. A crewman has just put his hand uupon the name, and ripped it off the door, as another one is placed 'Nic E Dangerously'. A murmur from the crowd, as the scene fades to NED's face. The camera pans out and we see a red faced, fatigued Jeremy McMillion. ]

Jerm: "How did you do it? How did you buy my company?"

NED: "Secrets told are secrets no more, Jerm. You know that I can't just hand over that information to you. It'd kill the whole magic of the night. But I guarantee when you all do find out, it's money in the piggy bank."

Jerm: "But... but-"

NED: "Now, I know we all have our preferences, but from what I've heard going around this place, you've been quite the jackass here. So you know what, because I claim to be a fair and impartial person... wink wink... I'm going to give you a fair and impartial chance. I'm giving you the same shot as Seifer. You'll go into Anarchy, and if you win- and haha, I can see I'm tempting fate here- if you win, you'll be the 2006 winner, you'll be W2K Champion... and I'll *hand* you the deed to W2K."

Jerm: "But... but there's no way I could win-"

NED: "Oh, there's ways. I wouldn't do this without making it fair somehow. R2K is still in the rumble, and I hope for your sakes they're loyal."

[ Jerm slaps his forehead, as NED points to the door. ]

Joey: "WEEEEEEEEELCOME TO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANARCHY! Trunks, do you feel it?"

Trunks: "I felt it earlier this morning when I woke up next to your mom, and she asked me why I brought a banana to bed."

Joey: "Oh, god-"

Trunks: "But I have a feeling you're talking about this big night. Two chances for Lesmond to win the W2K Title- a single smatch versus Cross, and then the 30 man, over the top rope Anarchy battle royale where the entire W2K roster gets a shot to walk out THEE man."

Joey: "It seems like everyone but us is in this thing, Trunks. Jeremy McMillion, Seifer, Unsung Hero, the Champion himself, Cross, and even Dante Cross."

Trunks: "Are they brothers?"

Joey: "No one has a brother in Anarchy. Folks, Not to mention Isabella Taylor defending, the TV Title on the line... the grandest prize is on the line and we're less than a few hours to either seeing Cross do the impossible and retaining through two huge matches, or seeing a brand new champion."

Trunks: "Cough, Dangerously, cough."

Joey: "Let's get to some in-ring action!"

The bell sounds to open up Anarchy with the triple threat. All three men stare each other down and then Scarie and McFly look at each other, understanding the alliance they have formed including Tyler Hayden, who is actually out at ringside observing the match. They nod their heads and the bell sounds.

Trunks: This is going to be interesting, my bet is going right to Scarie and McFly because there is no way Lycanthropy is going to be able to survive after tonight!

Joey: Lycanthropy has skills, and I think he is going to show them tonight!

Trunks: What!? Oh yeah Joey, he’s going to wolf out on us!

McFly and Scarie charge at Lycanthropy. He looks like he is going to use his strength as an advantage here, however as he goes for a huge standing clothesline on Scarie, it is ducked. Now McFly comes running up to Lycanthropy and McFly jumps into the air grappling onto Lycanthropy’s head, going for a DDT. Lycanthropy uses his power to hold McFly in the air, but Scarie comes from behind and nails a perfect chop block right to the back on Lycanthropy’s knee! He loses balance and McFly takes him down with a HUGE spike DDT. The fans cheer loudly for them but as McFly stands up and he and Scarie look confident, Lycanthropy sits up like the ol�?Undertaker and is quick to his feet as if the DDT had no effect at all. McFly runs to Lycanthropy but is caught by a massive powerslam. The ring shakes and McFly arches his back in pain. Lycanthropy was stupid and turned his attention away from Scarie who is ready for Lycanthropy. Lycan stands, and he turns around only to have a stuff kick right to the midsection. He doubles over and Scarie rebounds off the ropes and comes back with what would be a devastating Axe Kick, by Lycan is able to move. But as he stands up, Hayden has had enough and grabs a folding chair near by his seat and runs into the ring.

Trunks: Look at that Joey! I told you Wolf Boy stood no chance against these guys!

Joey: This is insane! Three on one, the referee has to do something!

Hayden is behind Lycan soon after, without Lycan even knowing. Hayden strikes him hard in the back with the chair and Lycan stumbles forward. McFly begins to stand, and all three men are in the ring at once now. And seeing as this is a triple threat, there can be no disqualification. So as Lycan stumbles forward, Scarie lifts Lycan into a piledriver position and McFly heads to the top. Lycan is completely vertical and McFly jumps off, and as he comes down, plants his hands on Lycans feet, driving him downward and Scarie drops down and connects the double team Spike Piledriver. The impact was hard enough to see Lycan’s body pop off the mat and then fall over limp. These guys aren’t done, not done by a long shot. Hayden then exits the ring and underneath he appears to be looking for something. The fans erupt when he finds it. So what is the object? A TABLE! Hayden has pulled out a table!

Trunks: Oh yeah! Time for the good stuff here! One more element and we have TLC!

Joey: Oh no! McFly has a ladder this is insane! Wait, what is Scarie doing to Lycanthropy!?

Trunks: Oh yeah! Blood time!

Scarie in the ring has a hand-held scythe and has begun to actually cut away at Lycan’s head causing blood to spill all over the ring-mat so early on in the ring. Hayden sets up the table, but exits the ring again and McFly is in. He sets up the ladder, and then places a few folding chairs onto of the table. The next element is that Scarie begins to take Lycan up the ladder. The fans cheering like Crazy, they reach the top upon opposite sides, and then Scarie actually flips over Lycan and with a huge powerbomb sends Lycan down through the table and chairs as he lays motionless. Scarie and McFly both go for the cover and the referee counts. 1�?�?.

Trunks: 100% Flawless Joey!

Joey: That was cheap! What, no way, they’re not done!? This is insane!

As the match ends in a double victory, Scarie and McFly both winning…Hayden actually appears to have what looks like a gas canister! He begins to pour the liquid all over the fallen man, and then Scarie appears to actually have matches! He lights them and dumps them on the fallen Lycanthropy as he bursts up in flames! EMT’s rush out right away to help as the three men exit the ring.

[ - Sitting down infront of a glass table with his legs stretched out infront of him, we see the ever casual dressed, Jacob Mitchell. He has on a black "Prodigal Drop-A-Thon" shirt, and black track-pants. The left leg, was rolled up, as Jake now bent it, into him and begun to wrap it, with brown acewrap. Of course, when that was finished, he slid on a black knee-pad, to make sure that his leg didn't give out on him during the Anarchy Battle Royal. Standing up he stretched his left knee back and forth, loosening it up, although by the motions on his face, it hurt a lot. A knock was heard, Jake's attention shifted towards the door, as Askin walked in. A mixed reaction sounded as Jake sighed and looked around the room, over towards Askin.

:// Johnny: Jacob, the question on everyone's minds is.. How is your health? Do you think it'll play any part in your ro-]

Jake didn't let Askin finished, as he snatched the mic out of Askin's hands and lifted his right hand, slapping Askin behind the head, causing the fans to laugh a little. - ]

:// Jacob: Is my health okay?! No, my health isn't okay, but that doesn't matter. See, the second I got myself back into this, is the second that I decided to make sure I was going to give it my all, and make sure that I walk out with something. Now whether that something is the W2K Title or that something is the elimination of Lesmond beneath my belt, it's going to happen. Although I may be hurt, I'm still The Prodigal Son, and I always.. ALWAYS, win. That was DiBease sounding, but it's alright, I'd Prodigal Drop him too.

[ - Jake handed the mic back to Askin, as Askin slowly took it and held it to his mouth. - ]

:// Johnny: As you already know, Seifer is a late entrant into the Anarchy Battle Royal. Any words onto what might happen if it comes down to you at him?

[ - Askin lifted the mic to Jake, but noticed Jake didn't answer him. Looking around, Askin's eyes finally spotted Jake, as he stood nose to nose with Seifer. Jake, the taller of the two looked down at him, with a cold glare in his eyes, as Seifer didn't budge. Jake cocked his head back a bit, as he shook his head. - ]

:// Jacob: Well.. Well.. Well.. Looks like you're not late for everything these days.

[ - Seifer didn't reply, instead he continued to glare. - ]

:// Jacob: It's actually good to see you. Knowing you're here, makes me feel so much better. I mean, this time if I was to get hit by a car, atleast you wouldn't have an excuse not to help me out, right?

[ - Jake shook his head, as Seifer sighed, not really caring to explain himself. - ]

:// Seifer: Know what? Put it this way. You know I was banned from the arena. Hell, I wasn't even in Ohio! How can you pin the blame on me? That's messed up man, that's really wrong. But, tonight we'll be in that ring together, and if it comes down to just two of us, we'll see what happens.

[ - Jake and Seifer continued their stare-down, as stepping through the doorway, as the NLS' once Enforcer, Cage. The big man, was dressed casually too, as the two changes their attention towards Cage, who slowly removed his Oakley's off of his eyes. - ]

:// Cage: Would you two chill? Yeah, Jake. You got hit by a car, almost ending your career. But look at you man! You're still standin' tall..

[ - Jake added in his words very quickly. - ]

:// Jacob: ... Barely..

:// Cage: Doesn't matter you're still alive. So enough with this sentimentle bullshit, aight? You need to get back into your old mentality, the one that made you a big bad-ass son-of a bitch. Now you feel me?

[ - Jake looked down for a second, as he didn't answer right away. Cage stepped forward and shoved Jake's right shoulder playfully, causing Jake to stumble backwards. He lifted his attention up, and had a warm smile on there as he shrugged his shoulders. - ]

:// Jacob: You do know I'm going to win tonight right?

[ - That set off a laughs in the room, as Jake changed his attention towards Seifer. The two men locked eyes for a second, before, at the same time they stuck their hands out and shook hands. Jake and Seifer smiled as they both looked around. Jake spotted Askin still standing there as he smirked again. - ]

:// Jacob: Oh! Johnny, I forgot you were there. You may go now.

[ - Askin nodded his head, and quickly vanished himself from Jake's locker-room. As before he could, he stepped into a huge figure. Askin slammed into the wall as his own momentum was being used against him. Now, Jake, Seifer and Cage turned their attention towards the doorway, where, standing there with the W2K Championship thrown over his shoulder was Cross. Jake's smile faded off, as he didn't seem too thrilled by the sight of Cross there. The fans popped at first sight, as he stepped into the room, looking over the other three men, his gaze fell onto Jake, as he nodded his head lightly. - ]

:// Cage: Now, this is like Madea's Family Reunion! Gat damn! Well, I ain't know where Omen at, probably working on some hoodoo voodoo spell to cast to make the world die or somethin..

[ - Jake and Cross still exchanged cold glares, as Jake shook his head, turning his attention away from Cross. - ]

:// Jacob: Thanks for everything guys. I think I'm going to get something to drink and stuff. Gotta get ready. You know.. I don't have any alliances going into this..

[ - Jake shot Cross a cold look and shrugged his shoulders, while smirking, to mock Cross. - ]

:// Jacob: Unlike some people.

[ - Jake laughed lightly, shaking his head as he moved towards the door, brushing past Cross, and out of the room. Cross watched him leave, as he stuck his goatee. - ]

:// Cross: That's a stubborn mother fucker, I'll tell you that much.

[ - The three men still in the room laughed, knowing that was soooooooooooooooox0r true, as the scene slowly faded out. - ]

[ The fans grow quiet and you can hear some of them talking about what had just happend moments before. Suddenly the lights in the packed arena dim to almost nothing, and the fans stand to their feet to see who their going to be graced with now. The sudden flashes of black and white lights appear to fly and blink all voer the place and the sounds of 'Monster Hospital' By Metric begins to play loudly and echo through the entire arena. Fans begin to boo immidiatly as they see Roxy O' Callahan step out from behind the curtain, her long Blonde hair hanging in front of her and shading her face a bit. She stands at the top of the ramp and moves her index finger up her stomach, starting at her belly button. She then drags it up slowly, as she hooks her white wife beater shirt up with her. She stops right below her breasts and begins to make her way down to the ring, her Black boots click on the floor as she continues down the ramp. The ring announcer lifts the mic to their lips. ]

"Ladies and Gentlemen Please Welcome at this time... Roxy O'Callahan!"

[ Roxy stops at the bottom, and points to a fan, winking as they boo her loudly. She smiles and rolls her eyes as she reaches the stairs, climbing them and walking along the edge of the ring. She stops and lifts her leg over the bottom rope, crouching down and lifting her other leg through. Roxy walks to the center of the ring and licks her index and middle fingers, and then does a sexy salute as she kisses a seductive kiss to the air. The fans boo and she continues to ignore them all. Roxy leans down and reaches into her boots, and lifts out a bottle of hand sanitizer. She puts it on and sets it to the side, as she winks at the referee, and kisses the air towards him. Roxy crouches down and waits for her opponent.

The lights go completely black leaving the audience in drop dead silence. There is a silver screened sheet made out of glass covering the jumbotron. "Fucking Hostile" by Pantera starts to play on the public announcement. The silver screen shatters into millions of peices onto the ground as red and orange lights start to flast throughout the arena. The glass shimmers on the floor. Pyro's blast from the ramp to the stage finally leaving a purple shooting star to hit to center of the stage creating white smoke. The white smoke completely fills the stage, ring and ramp area making the scene look like hevean. After that white smoke is cleared out the audience can get a glimpse of the lovely Rebecca Rancid who continues to walk towards the ramp. Her black leather pants shines as she gracefully moves her legs. She also wears a black leather top revealing her belly button peircing. Her blonde long hair, at least below shoulder level is braided a bit and crimped up making her look even more beautiful than she already is. Her face shines in the red and white light that flashes throughtout the arena as she entered the ring. She stops at the ramp area holding a middle finger up at the audience that boo her. She then continues towards the ring area where she stops again and smirks at the audience. She climbs up a bunch of steps to get into the ring. She gets throught the bottom rope and stands still in the center for a few minutes letting the camera get every angle of her. Taking a run, she charges at Roxy with a knee, sending her crashing to the outside. ]

Joey: Rancid wasting no time here folks!

[ Rebecca exits the ring and picks up Roxy, slamming her head into the guardrail before picking her up and slamming her head again, this time off the ring apron. Rebecca rolls her back inside before stepping through the ropes herself and viciously stomping her repeatedly. The ref starts the four count, gets to four and Rebecca keeps stomping, but for the purpose of the match he doesn't DQ Rebecca, he just pulls her off Roxy as Rebecca spins around and confronts the ref... ]

Joey: Thats not smart

Trunks: Jizzmoppers gonna get thumped if he doesn't shut it.

[ Rebecca turns back around then starts stomping again. Jizzmopper goes to count, yet he stops when Rebecca just scowls at him. Rebecca continues to stomp away, but Roxy grabs her leg and begins biting it. Rebecca is quick to kick her off though. Now Rebecca picks Roxy up and places her in the turnbuckle before throwing hard lefts and rights, forcing Roxy to cover up in the corner. Rebecca raises an arm, and Roxy turns her around into the corner before trying the same thing, only to land a few then receive a knee to the gut. Rebecca grabs her by the hair and yanks downwards, sending Roxy face first to the ground before climbing to the second rope and delivering a leg drop to the back of her head. ]

Joey: Rebeccas in the driving seat.

Trunks: You still care about the talent?...

Joey: You still care about the...lack thereof?

Trunks: I can see why you've never had a girlfriend...

[ Rebecca stands before grabbing Roxy's face and burning it along the rope before putting her neck on the second rope. Roxy runs to the other side and delivers a hard knee across the back before holding it in position, choking out Roxy as she does so. The ref counts again, but to no avail. Rebecca stands and taunts again...Roxy is up, she runs at Becca...BLOOD SPILLER! ]

Joey: Oh My...

Trunks: Has she still a head?

Joey: It...It wouldn't shock me if she didn't.....

[ Rebecca smiles and picks up Roxy, whos' looking very glassy-eyed at the moment. Rebecca pushes Roxy tothe ropes...Roxy bounces back right into the Parental Fucking Advisory. Rebecca just dusts her hands off as Roxy begins to come to her feet. Rebecca shakes her head, and as Roxy stands, another Parental F'n Advisory, sending Roxy crashing to the mat again. Rebecca smirks and makes the cover 1...2...3! ]

Joey: Well, thats that over

Trunks: And I'm glad, for the sake of that girls career. Come to me Roxy, I'll nurse it all better.

[ Rebecca gets her arm raised as we fade out. ]

[ Camera view changes to back in the ring and we see the "Special Guest Referee," Damen Vinyard already standing in the ring. He’s rocking the black & white stripes for it too, as if he’ll call it down the middle. He’s leaning in a corner, arms on the top ropes, waiting for the two men to get down to the ring.

Debonaire by Dope starts to rumble over the speakers as the lights in the arena dim. The crowd instantly gets to booing as they see trey Trauma step out from behind the entrance curtains. Trey raises both arms up as the fans boo him even more, he just smirks and makes his way down the ramp headed for the ring. Trey steps through the ropes and climbs up on the second rope in the middle of the ring with both arms spread out wide mocking the fans as they continue to boo him. ]

Joey: Here’s hoping this self-righteous punk gets what’s coming to him.

Trunks: The odds are against him. And you know me, I’m a betting man.

Joey: You’re despicable.

[ The entire arena goes black, and a solo white light beams down onto the entryway at the top of the ramp. Suddenly, a voice comes over the PA, "Fate". As the word is completed, "Jump The Fuck Up" by Soulfly & Corey Taylor slams over the PA, the fans giving a mixed reaction. A man in all black steps out onto the ramp, the man known as JJ Cool J. He brings his head up and looks around the arena at the crowd. He nods at the fans, then walks down the ramp towards the ring. He gets in, rolling to his feet. He brings his arms up in a crucifix position, and leans against the ropes, turning into the ring to look at Trey and Damen. ]

Joey: He’ll need a miracle to survive this one.

Trunks: TV Title…Try Trauma…that’s alliteration, Joey!

Joey: What the hell?!

[ Damen is talking to JJ in his corner, going over the rules of the match, when he dashes to the side, and JJ is caught with a spear to the midsection, knocking him into the corner post as the bell rings to begin the match. ]

Joey: And so it begins�?/FONT>

[ As the bell rings, Eric charges towards Cain who immediately drops down and takes him down with a drop-toe hold. Ryan gets back up and smoothly walks to the other side of the ring and slicks his golden locks back, allowing Starr to soak in the moment of him being on the ground, and Ryan not. An obvious look of anger spreads across Eric’s face as he pushes himself up off of the mat and locks horns with Ryan. Headlock, smoothly followed into a hammerlock as Cain shows excellent chain wrestling ability. Eric counters by somehow twisting his body around the hold and impressively reverses it into a hammerlock of his own. Ryan groans in pain as Eric cranks on his arm a little bit, nodding at the crowd with a smug look on his face. Starr loosens his grip, slaps Cain upside the head, and pushes him a couple feet across the ring. Jeers begin to spread across the arena as the arrogance of Eric is shown when he struts for a couple seconds across the ring ONLY TO BE MET BY A ZERO KI-no! Starr ducks then grabs onto Cain’s Zero Kick leg, capture suplex! Eric gets up and charges at Ryan, intelligently grabbing onto his leg and gives it a few hard shots, followed up by a leg-lock. ]

Joey: Almost over with a quickness!

Trunks: That must be why he's the Franchise of W2K or something, oh wait, he screwed it up, loser.

[ Starr begins wrenching that leg as Ryan screams out in pain, but then decides to break up the hold by lifting up his free leg and kicks Eric right in the face. Needless to say, Eric let go of the hold and rolls across the ring a couple times grabbing onto his face. Ryan lightly limps after he gets back up and starts trekking towards an un-ware Eric Starr. Ryan grabs a handfull of hair and just starts blasting Starr in the face with lefts and rights. Cain then whips Eric into the ropes and sends him crashing onto his back with an explosive drop kick. He grabs Eric, attempting to double him over, but Starr capitalizes on the position and takes Ryan down by the back of the leg, rolling him up in a small package. ONE�?TWO!...and a kickout from Cain. Starr pulls himself up, obviously pissed that he was trumped. Starr grapples him, but Ryan reverses it, and takes the smaller man down to the mat with a German Suplex. Cain starts laying the boots to him, backing him up into the corner, not giving him any leeway. Cain pulls Starr up and knees him in the stomach, pushing him farther back. Ryan takes a step back then rushes him, but Starr rolls to the side, sending Cain gut and face first into the steel ring-post. Starr capitalizes, smashing Cain’s head into the turnbuckle repeatedly, or at least until Ryan elbows him in the face. Ryan capitalizes on Eric’s moment of weakness, lifting him up for a vertical suplex. As opposed to dropping him into the center of the ring, Ryan drops Starr over the ropes and down to the concrete floor. ]

Trunks: Absolutely unnecissary!

Joey: But very affective to say the least! Eric Star is down and hurting!

[ Ryan takes this moment to rub his face to relieve some of the pain from those turnbuckle shots, but is soon interrupted whenever Eric grabs onto his legs and pulls them out from under them. In an amazing show of athleticism, Starr jumps onto the apron, onto the top rope�?HE’S ABOUT TO GO FOR IT! HE SPRINGBOARDS�?but instead goes for a leg drop, turning in mid-air�?WHICH CONNECTS WITH RYAN’S FACE! I suppose he’ll try to soften him up a bit before he decides to take the ‘washed up has-been�?out. Cover�?one�?TWO�?THR-no! Kick out! Starr gets back to his feet nodding down at Ryan, understanding that it’s going to take a little bit more to take his ass out. Eric gets the idea to smash Ryan in the face with his knee, so he charges at the ropes to build up momentum, bounces, RYAN KNIPS UP! ZERO KI-NO! Once AGAIN Eric ducks, turns around, CAIN SPEARS HIS ASS TO THE GROUND! We see Ryan mutter "duck that, bitch!" as he mounts him and unleashes a flurry of fists onto his face. After a few more moments of this, Ryan decides to let up and use another method of schooling this kid. As the cheers from the crowd slowly begin to grow with acknowledgement, seeing these two men putting on a great show, Ryan decides to catch his breathe for a couple seconds as he paces around the ring. As he turns his back to his fallen opponent, Eric does a knip-up of his own! He bounces off of the ropes and takes Ryan down with a running enziguri. ]

Trunks: Eric Star on the comeback folks!

Joey: Ryan was caught off guard, Trunks.

[ Cain staggers for a moment, and then hits the mat face first. Eric rolls him over, and goes for the cover. ONE!...TWO!...and a kickout from the wrestling veteran! Eric mouths off at the referee and pulls Cain up, only to be whipped into the corner. Cain rushes him again and nails a shining wizard! Starr’s seeing stars [no-pun intended] as his eyes get glazed over and he starts to stumble out of the corner and around the ring. Ryan starts to enjoy the moment as he simply follows a dazed Eric Starr across the ring chuckling to himself. Eric stops abruptly and shakes it off, immediately turns back around and delivers and crushing kick to Ryan’s ribs. Ryan drops down to a knee to try and suck in some air. Eric charges at the ropes, bounces off, a snap spinning wheel kick that takes Ryan Cain to the ground! Eric looks over at the crowd as a smirk begins spreading across his face. He looks back down at a lights out Ryan Cain, then looks back at the crowd. Starr gives the signal to the crowd that it’s time to take Ryan out. Eric takes his time strutting towards the ropes and climbs through. With one more look at the crowd, Eric leaps onto the top rope AT THE SAME TIME THAT RYAN DOES YET ANOTHER OUT OF THE BLUE KNIP-UP! Eric sees this and tries to hold himself back from jumping off, but the adrenaline rush has taken his body over, and on instinct he jumps and begins moving his body into the shooting star�?ZERO KICK! Starr’s head snaps back and his eyes roll into the back of his head�?he falls onto the ground like a ton of bricks, out cold! One…TWO…THREE! ]

Joey: RYAN PULLED IT OFF!!

Trunks: Ryan FOCKin Cain has defeated Eric Star! You gotta believe the New Wave camp isn't liking this at all!

Joey: Could this be an omen for what's to come in the first of two world title matches tonight?

Trunks: Heh, you said Omen.

The scene opens up inside of a dressing room where we find two of the participants for the Anarchy Battle Royale that evening. Rebecca Rancid and Seifer. Seifer is sitting on the couch with a confused look on his face as Rebecca looks up from her stretching.

Rebecca: What’s wrong?

Seifer: I feel�?different.

He stands up a perplexed look on his face.

Rebecca: Huh? What are you talking about?

Seifer tries to shake as if feeling something very different. He glances behind him a couple times.

Rebecca: Babe what the hell is going on?

Seifer: Something’s missing Bex�?/FONT>

[ Still in the ring, Cross is holding the W2K title, leaning over the top rope as Lesmond goes to roll out... but then "King Nothing" hits, and immediately, both snap their faces to look at the entrance, as does the crowd. Out walks Dangerously, swinging a mic in his hands and smiling. ]

NED: "No need to go anywhere, guys."

[ Both shoot some quizzical looks. ]

NED: "I know you both have to pull double duty tonight, so I saved you the walk back to the locker room and then straight back out here again. You two stay put, because Anarchy is starting with four wrestlers... you two and the ones who have #1 and #2... two fresh ones against two battered and beaten ones... good luck."

Joey: "How fair is that?"

Trunks: "Well, Cross retained his title just to lose it four seconds later, we all know Dante and Isabella are on their way out!"

[ NED waves, as Cross gives a faint grin and a flip off. He exits and as soon as he disappears, "Soulfire" by 12 Stones blares, and the crowd erupts. Isabella Taylor steps out, without the Championess Title, of course, and heads for the ring... ]

Joey: "Folks if you went to piss, you're an idiot, because the Anarchy match is starting, with the two men who just battled life and death for the title straight in with numbers one and two..."

Trunks: "And we have no damned table..."

[ Izzy hits the ring, and Lesmond rolls back in, full of ache and even cloudy eyes. Things like this are surreal; and yu never really expect it to happen to you. Cross drops the title and one of the many ref's who are filing in take it to a safe place. She walks up the steps and into it, as "Last" by Nine Inch Nails pimpslamps her musci to the side, and out comes Dante Cross. He's intent; also without his XW Championship, as he's ready to go home the champion. The bell doesn't even ring when Dante heads straight for Les and hits him with a hook and jab before he can block. Then the bell sounds, as Izzy stakes out her best option; as Cross is massive and probably pissed. Les went back into the corner and Dante's going to sling him, heading him to the opposite but Izzy stunts all that with a drop toe hold, and crashing him face first. Dante goes to lift him up, but Les fires away with an elbow to the gut; Dante stalls for a second, but Cross sneers and runs at him, sending a foot to Les's head. Les rocks to the side but Dante still has his arm, and reels him around and Cross hits a massive lariat that almost folds Les in half. ]

Trunks: "We apologize to any Lesmond fans. I just don't see him surviving."

Joey: "If Eric Star doesn't get there quick, there may not be a tag partner in his future. We still have Jacob Mitchell to come in!"

[ Les goes down and Cross looks down at him and points outside the ring- but Dante points at him and Izzy picks up on it, as both grab an arm and sling him intot he ropes and go for a double clothesline- Cross flips over the top, but bends his knees in and holds on to the top.... he's half on the apron, and struggles to get up as Dante comes at him with a driving knee- ]

Trunks: "Say g'day to the Champion!"

[ Cross drops himself from the top rope and hugs the apron, as Dante hangs himself on the second rope, Cross grabs his foot and twists.. Dante struggles to get away but an ankle lock is already applied, and, Cross, using Dante who's trying to drag himself away, also drags Cross back in... Izzy brings a leg drop down on Dante, and reaches down for Cross's legs, gets them and slaps on a Boston Crab... Cross lets go of Dante; who gets to his feet and cuts off Lesmond- almost losing his balance as he doesn't favor the foot- and Les gets an arm drag that tosses Dante a few feet... the Les runs at Izzzy, from behind, and jumps, her head and shoulders between his legs and she goes chest and neck first into the second rope! ]

Joey: "What an offense mounted by the former challenger!"

[ He hops out from the ropes and grabs Cross, picking him up by the head, and runs him over to the opposite side- Cross again goes over, but hangs on the tope rope with arms and legs, as Les starts cutting away at him with hammers and kicks. Dante says what the hell, and joins, as does Izzy. All three are trying to get the champ out; but then Les steps back and bangs Izzys and Dante's heads together, and then takes dante up on his shoulders like a standing fireman's carry, and goes to dump Dante over.... dante hugs Les's head and hangs on for dear life, and Les's feet are leaving the canvas.... Izzy rushes to shove them both up and over, but Cross is down and doesn't se the other two, catching Izzy in a spinning spinebuster, and planting her down. He paces a couple steps, and then turns and sees the oppurtunity, butit's too late! Les lets go, knowing full well this could be the end of him as well as Dante, as Dante goes to the apron and Les turns into Cross's full momentum and body weight... they collide and both tumble over the ropes and onto the apron.... ]

Joey: "Three men on the apron!!! Izzy could take all three out right now!"

[ Izzy had a match earlier, too, and it's hard to say she's 100% right now... but she's pushing up as Les and Cross and Dante all grab a hand to the top rope and start trading kicks... the champ rakes Les's eyes, and he almost lets go... but he pulls himself closer to the top, and ducks down as both Dante and Cross nail each other with a hard puch that makes them reel back.... both have one foot off the apron and the crowd stands up to see the first elimination.... but both pullthemselves back as Les ducks through the ropes, and dante and Cross are worried about getting eliminated rather than eliminating each other... they get back in and now Izzy side kicks Cross right in the face, reeling him, grabbing his arm and sending him into the corner- she runs at him full blast, but Dante hook kicks her leg from under her and she lands, headbutting Cross just below the midsection! Collective groan form the audience!! ]

Trunks: "Just not right!"

[ Izzy recoils back up but Les gives her a boot to the stomach, and plants her on her hands and knees, as he uses her as a platform to jump of of and sen his knee into Cross's neck... he connects, and he hops back- as Cross shakes it off and drives a fist into Les's face, knocking him back, tripping over Izzy and Dante grabs his head for a neckbreaker that hits.... ]

Joey: "I'm confused... who's winning?"

Trunks: "All of them?!"

[ The buzzer sounds, as everyone outside of the ring looks at the entrance, and now we have Drew Stevenson come down to the ring- but before he can step in, someone else comes from the back with a double axe to the back of the head, and runs him down and into the ringpost- he clangs and staggers back, not even knowing what happened.... ]

Joey: "Who is that?"

Trunks: "Pfft, I dunno. I haven't watched W2K programming in two years. It could be the Rock for all I know."

Joey: "I think it's someone new... James McKnight?"

[ James tosse shim into the ring... he staggers up and into Dante, who takes him by the head and tights and sails him over.... James laughs, clapping his hand, and heads to the back. Drew Stevenson has been eliminanted. ]

Joey: "Tough break!"

Trunks: "He lasted a whole six point four second slonger than you would have, Joey."

[ Dante turns and is forearm'ed by Izzy, reeling him and sending him to Cross- Cross picks him up, running into a back body drop and lands him on Les... and then grabs Izzy in a guerilla and slams her backfirst onto the pile and then points to the top, as he climbs up and sets sail for the "Death Trip"... Izzy rolls away, and dante pushes himself up lunging towards the side, and Les scrambles as Cross lands flat, bounces like a soccer ball, and rolls into the gutter. Les is up and ducks a wild swing by Dante- but datne cross his arm down in a headlock and rakes his eyes, setting him back up for a Side Russian Leg Sweep that hits. Izzy picks Cross up and tries to push him over the top, but her weight can't move his well. Dante shrugs and leans to pick up a leg, and tips Cross over, who's now a see saw on the top. The buzzer sounds. ]

Trunks: "Here comes... Aftershock..."

[ And there he is, running to the ring and sliding in- dante turns to him just as Les gets picked up and tossed down on his back, and Dante runs at him, just to be caught with a boot... Cross can free himself now, and Izzy bails out of the way as Aftershock comes after the champ- Cross bends down and lets Aftershock's momentum elminate himself- but Shock hangs on and lands on his feet on the apron. He grabs Cross at the ears and presses his hand sinto the temples, as Dante and Les and Izzy barrel into Cross, the momentum striking Shock, and sends him off the apron and into the rail. Aftershock has been eliminated. Cross falls flat forward, and Les and Dante both kick at each other- and both catch each other's foot... and both spin kick- and they both nail Izzy, who staggers to the ropes and leans back over them as the crowd gasps.... ]

Trunks: "If she goes over, we better get a nipple shot."

[ The buzzer sounds, but no one comes out. ]

Joey: "This must have been either Cross' or Lesmond's number..."

[ Cross is back up and clotheslines Izzy, who flips over the top and hangs on for dear life. Cross looks down at her, as her feet sweep over the floor, and he smiles as one by one, he takes a finger and unclasps it from the rope. She looks up at him, shaking her head... but she's losing fingers... she re adjusts her grip and swings herself, pulling herself up and sending a kick back at him- he backs away to avoid it, but she sits on the apron and slides back in, much to the champ's shagrin. ]

Trunks: "Had he just punched a yak, we'd be done with her!"

[ Dante and Les are trading blows, and Cross picks up Izzy into a tree of woe. She hangs there, maybe he figues she'll be safe, or maybe that she can't do much. He goes after Les, grabbing him by his flowing locks and spins him around by it- Les is let go and he comes at Cross with a swing, Cross ducks it and grabs him by the waist for a belly-to-back... as Dante, grabs his head for a front-face slam. Les is down and out, rolling, and Cross is up before Dante- heading Dante off with a whipper snapper that snaps Dante back, holding his head. Both race up but the Champ has a second wind... the buzzer sounds as he takes dante in a knee smash, and then grabs his head and stunts him down on his knee. dante panters backwards. ]

Joey: "... and here comes... Tyler Hayden...."

[ Tyler rockets down the aisle, and heads around the ring rather than in. He grabs a chair, pushing off the timekeeper, and folds it up. He slides in, and swings wildly at Cross, who bails out of the way, and stomps the chair as it hits the canvas-Tyler snaps back, his fingers smashed, and then gets kicked and DDT'ed... ]

Trunks: "Now there's a way to stale a fresh man!"

[ Tyler pops and rolls, as Cross picks up the chair and goes edge first into Izzy's stomach, and goes to smash her, but Dante grabs the chair from behind, and pries it from Cross, shoving it into the back of Cross... Cross stumbles into Izzy, who clamps, jumps up and gets a head scissors, and rolls Cross to the side... Tyler's sitting up, but gets a punt from Dante, who looks like a knight with a broadsword right now. Tyler snaps back and rolls out of the chair's path, and the momentum gives Dante a loose footing... he stumbles over to Les, who pops up and grabs the chair... they fight over it, back and forth, back and forth until Tyler snaps up to get it back and both turn to him and crank him in the head... Tyler crashes, and Izzy dropkicks Dante from behind, sending him face first into the chair and barreling him into Les- Les shoves him off, and raies it as a shield against Izzy's next dropkick, deflects it and he drops the chair on her and drops a leg, smacking her in the face... He rolls up, into Cross who slings him up for a suplex, but then straddles him on the ropes... Les grabs the top and Cross goes to shove him but Les gets his thumb in Cross's eyes... Cross backs off for a second, but swings- Les blocks it with his arm, and another swing with his other arm.... until Cross grabs his wrists and twists him in the "C4L Drop", right into the canvas. Cross is up and picks up Tyler, going to run him over the top- Tyler grabs the top, swings over to the apron, back on the ropes and cross bodies Cross... rolling into Dante who then plucks him up, and chops- WOOO... and then sends him into the corner- he runs after him and again Tyler stops it, jumping on the second rope and assaulting back into Dante, who catches him upside down- Tyler's knees crash on Dante's temples, and he swings himself over and has Dante ready and propped for a Piledriver... Cross shoves Dante's back, forcing Tyler back down! Dante pushes up, then is plucked up by Cross, as the buzzer sounds. ]

Joey: "Another R2K member! Cutter Flash!"

[ He comes down and starts firing at Cross, inadvertantly saving Dante from an attack, as Les, Tyler, Dante, Izzy, all start blasting away... at Cutter. Cross fires at him too and the crowd erupts as all the W2K members bully him over to the ropes, and shove him over, and then off the apron. Cutter Flash has been eliminated. ]

Trunks: "R2K's not making an impact in Anarchy... "

[ Cross is behind, and sees how close Dante is, and grabs his legs and tumbles him over the top... he turns back and fires an elbow at Izzy who drops, and Tyler grabs Les's arm and pulls him in front of Cross's attack- Cross grabs Les for a belly to back, flinging him over on to tope rope... Izzy sends a boot to Cross's groin, stopping him as Tyler snap suplexes him onto the chair-Cross pops up, holding his back and Tyler drop kicks him in the back of the head, as Les rolls back off the arpon into the ring. Dante's holding on, hugging the mottom rope as Les is standing and starts busting out with kicks. Les is caught from behind by Tyler, who goes for a sleeper/choke, but Les hugs up and drops him in a jawbreaker... Dante whisks back in, cutting off Cross with a high knee and then flinging him back in a flop. He rips him up and sets him up in a corner, trying to barrel him out... and Les actually goes to help, but Cross hangs on for dear life. Izzy stalks behind Tyler.... and grabs him to send him out- but he ducks her attack and she goes into the ropes and back and gets stunted with a boot to the midsection, he grabs her hair and takes her to an empty corner, near the chair, and sits on the top, motioning for a tornado DDT... he goes for it but Izzy in the swing shoves him off her shoulder, flopping him onto the chair... the buzzer sounds. ]

Joey: "JACOB MITCHELL!"

[ Jake comes down, rubbing his neck some, but heads into the ring and immediately trns Izzy around and scoops her up in an slam onto Tyler... He goes over to the two trying to get Cross out, and goes to Help- but once Les sees who it is he backs off and swings wildly at Jake... Jake ducks it, and sends his shoulder into Les's stomach and lifts him up and goes to dump him out of the ring... it's paining Jake, apparently, but les is hanging on for dear life, as Dante still tries to get Cross out... Les is hanging over, over, and over... not wanting to go, and the women in the crowd shriek as Tyler rolls up and funs at them and shove sinto Jake, giving that extra oomph to send Les over the top and bouncing off the apron, and Lesmond is eliminated. ]

Trunks: "Heh, if he had beaten Cross, his reign would have been fifteen minutes long."

[ Jake shoots his fist into Tyler's face, backing him off, and then chopping, clothesline shim down as Izzy rolls up to her feet and smacks Jake in the face, kicks him and runs him down with a DDT... Izzy gets the chair and runs over to Cross, hanging over the top, and brings it down on his face, and he goes limp. This freaks Dante out, coming from no where, and he shoves her back and Cross is still hanging there as dante attacks, grabbing the chair and jabbing it into her, and wedges it in between the second and top ropes as he swings her in a whip into it, she charges out, hurt and stumbles forward, but he gives her no slack and picks her up into a suplex, carrying her over to the corner- just as Cross pushes himself back into the ring. He stumbles back, out of the way of Dante, who sets Izzy up on the top rope- she fires at him with a few punches but he fires at her back, she rakes his eyes, and he turns, into a "Prodigal Drop" by Mitchell, flatting him... Jacob races back up and throw sup his arms, not paying attention as right behind him comes a double axe by Tyler... and stumbles forward into Cross, who hesistates a second, and side steps and take shim by the back of the head and flings him over- Jacob hangs on, and Tyler goes to toss Cross out- so when he does that he frees Jacob... Jacob goes to help, but Cross's knee catches him in the face and he falls back. Izzy rips him up and whips him towards the chair'ed corner, he reverses it and she puts on the brakes, but he grabs her in a waist lock and lifts her, spins her to take her head first into it- but she grabs on to the ropes to stall it, and actually wrenches him in a twist! ]

Trunks: "Oh, those strong, toned legs...mmmmm...."

[ The body scissors stays on, and Dante pushes up... he goes to tackle Tyler, and does form behind, wrenching a shoulder into his back and flings Cross' legs up and over... again Cross hugs the top rope and flails his foot onto the apron, but Dante lunges his shoulder block through the ropes, connecting with Cross once, twice, three times, and a fourth, and Cross is weakened, leaning over the apron and on the verge of going.... Tyler doesn't notice and stops Dante's attack, spinning him and Dante, in a fury, cracks into him once or twice and latches on the "DOA" once he spins... the buzzer goes off. ]

Joey: "HERMAN THE ROBOT!"

[ He rolls down to the ring, his robot arms with hooks flailing dangerously. He can't quite get in the ring- but as he nears it, he nails Izzy in the head, releasing Jacob... who shakes it off and sees Cross teetering... Herman rolls over to that side and as Jacob sends his foot through the ropes and sends Cross SAILING off the apron, Cross is caught by Herman.... and to Jacob's shagrin, is held up and off the floor and placed on the apron, where Cross rolls back in. Jacob stomps, pissed, and grabs cross as Herm climbs into the ring. Herman is barreled into by Cross by Jacob, and Jake, gets the chair from the wedge and smashes a dent into Herman's head... as it teeters and totters Jacob bats the helmet off with his hand, and it rolls to the canvas, as we see JT KASH is under it... ]

Trunks: "What the heck?!"

[ Jacob is going nuts with anger, and he grabs one robotic arm, and Dante the other, as they both send Herman over the top and crashing into the floor, springs pop out at the audeience, and hits someone's beer and knocks it all over his ciruits, it catches fire and JT Kash scrambles out of the suit and to the back. Herman the Robot is eliminated. ]

Joey: "That was unexpected."

[ Some of the outside refs roast a marshmellow or two and offer some up to Joey and Trunks. They decide against it and Dante turns to Jacob... sneers and grabs his arm and short arm clotheslines him. He keeps ahold of the arm and rips him up, into a piledriver like thing, but double underhooks him, lifting up, and goes for a powerbomb that has Jake reeling with his neck... Tyler, done catching his breath goes for Dante, spinning him and bringing him up in an inverted atomic drop, he comes down and back to the ropes and goes for a clothesline- but Dante ducks it and sends Tyler up and over.... Tyler Hayden is eliminated. He's mad, but is offered a smore over Herman's remains, and shrugs, taking one and smashing it into a ref's face. Dante waves good bye, as Dante is rushed by Cross and sent on the rope, but he hangs one and elbows back, freeing himself, and locking Cross up for a "DOA", but Cross leans forward, picking him up and jumps, falling back and smashing him into the canvas, freeing himself, too... Cross rolls up and is side kicked in the face by Izzy, who then runs him into a corner and goes for a splash, but Cross teps forward, grabs her by the waist and nails he rinto the ringpost. She goes limp... And he goes to shove her over but Jake takes the chair into the back of his head, and then the buzzer goes off as Jake turns to Dante on the canvas and goes to strike him- Dante sends his foot up and the chair bounces back up into Jake's face, and he drops the chair... ]

Trunks: "Another R2K member... Gabrielle Throne!!"

[ He comes in and agains, everyone who is able attacks, Dante caught him as he slid in, and stood, he gets nailed with a chair, and Jake gives him a wild swing that floors him... Cross gets smacked with the chair by Dante and lands head first into Throne's groin... he rolls up to his feet, and Dante grabs him, tossing him over. Gabriel Throne is eliminated. He too decides against a smore, and kicks Herman, stubbing his toe and getting really mad. Jake attacks Dante as he turns, with an uppercut, and knocks him off balance... He hits a snap suplex, and rolls him up for a fisherman's DDT... bit Dante cranks hi mup on his shoulders and goes to dump him out of the ring... he leans him over and it's so close as Jake's shaking his head no... trying to get leverage back but no dice... Dante's not having an easy time, but soon the buzzer goes off.... ]

Joey: "Roxy O'Callahan is number 11...."

[ She hustles to the ring, and goes for Izzy, pulling her up as she falls and going back to throwing her out... Izzy's getting her bearings and is pushing back, as Roxy has her on her shoulder, Izzy pushes away from the ropes, Roxy airplanes her and goes to drop her in a driver... Izzy slips behind, and shoves her into the corner... Roxy turns and gets splashed, and then wrenched in a whip to the other side, Izzy follows but gets a boot to the face, and she spins stamping back and Roxy nails her in a bulldog... Izzy is stunted... and Roxy goes over to Jake and Dante- Jake just dropped to the apron and slid back in, and he gras dante's foot, which in effect may have saved Dante as Roxy plows into him--- the weight differietial, however, isn't right and she stumbles back, but as Dante grabs the rope and drives a foot into Jake's face... he gets let go and Roxy comes back at him and he kicks and suplexes, her back landing on the tope rope and she slides down to the floor. Roxy O'Callahan is eliminated. Dante turns, and is layered down by Cross, who grabs the rope and stomps... Jake is getting up and Izzy hits him with a neckbreaker, wroking on that injury. She gets up and is picked up and hoisted by Cross, way way up and back down to the canvas, landing her on Jake, who convulses from impact, and Cross comes down with a leg drop down on Izzy, flipping her back over his leg, and rolls her off of him. Dante catches him on the way up and the buzzer goes off.... ]

Trunks: "HERE WE GO! Number 12 is SEIFER JACOBS.... we all know who won, my pick has just entered."

Joey: "Alot of fans even outside of W2K think this is the man to bring it home, even though he has a crappy number."

[ Seifer storms in and slams his shoulder into Dante, forcing the air out of him and into the corner, He continues some shoulder blocks and then sends him streaming live over to the other side- only Cross cuts him off and intoa bear hug that becomes a twirled spinebuster... Dante shudders and Cross turns too late, trying to catch Seifer in a tilt a whirl backbreaker, but at the apex, Seifer slips behind and nails Cross in an inverted DDT... He comes back up and the fans seem to be getting hammered up as Izzy sails up to him and kicks, he catches it and spins her around and when she faces him again he lunges for a lariat, but she dukcs it and hits the ropes, coming back for a cross body, but he catches her in his arms, and grins as he turns with his back towards the ropes and goes for a Fall-A-Way Slam... but she loops her arm on the rope and slings back in behind him and as he stands, goes for a bulldog... She hits it and Jake catches her in a scoop and drives her head first. He comes back up as Seifer pushes up and goes for a boot kick, but Seifer catches it and pulls Jake in for a headlock... Jake flails but reaches and pulls Seifer up off his feet by his gut and gives him a backbreaker... Seifer bends on jake's knee and scrambles to his feet; a second slower but twirls to miss Jake's swing and behind him and grabs him for an inverted snap mare, landing Jake flat on his chest and face... Seifer stands and goes back to the ropes, dante comes at him and gets tossed up in a back body- but he's able to land on his feet witht he apron,and grabs Seifer's head for a neckbreaker off the top, snapping Seifer forward as Dante lands sitting on the apron. He ducks and rolls back in and Cross catches Seif, kneeing him and bringing him up like a Dominator, and slams him down face first. Cross is then nailed with a "Blasphemer", and his head snaps back, and he's taken by the arm and slung over the top and down to the floor.... Cross is eliminated by Dante Cross!!! ]

Joey: "Oh my god, the W2K Champion is no OUT... we are guaranteed a new champion now!"

[ The fans buzz, not at Cross' elimination, but pop that there is going to be a new champion crowned here tonight!!! Everyone gets excited and Dante, feeling the energy from taking down the W2K Champ, turns and is up on Jake's shoulder, but knees Jake, coming back down and positioning him, nailing the "Widow Maker", and sending Jake into convulsions, holding his neck as if it's broken... ]

Trunks: "Jacob is stillrecovering from that accident..."

Joey: "Being run down by a car is no accident!"

Trunks: "I've done it to old ladies all the time. Senile ol' bitches never remembered a thing."

[ Dante goes for Jake, but Seifer cuts him off, but still feeling that energy, he blasts away trading blows, Seifer ducking one and going for a fireman's carry... Dante changes it into an Ace Crusher out of no where by going with Seif's flipping of him, and Seifer bounces up and backs away... Jake is ripped up immediately by Dante, and flung over the top and onto the floor. Jacob Mitchell is eliminated. The buzzer sounds as Dante throws up an arm, and out comes Star. ]