[ FLASH! to the backstage area, in Hamid's office. There is the Boss, and the W2K Champion. Hamid hangs up the phone. ]

Hamid: "Bad news, Che- er, Kutter. GT NEtowkr wants a hometown hero to fight for the title."

Kutter Flash: "So?"

Hamid: "That hometown hero is Bryan Williams. Get out there. Now."

Kutter: "What? The kid's had one match in here- ah, fuck it. Fresh meat."

[ End flash. ]

Askin: "There's an answer for you, folks, as Bryan Williams is in the ring and saw the Jumbotron himself, i wonder if this is the type of challenge he'd want."

Macklin: "Well, there's 'Floating in Darkness', and that usually means that the Champion is on his way. There he is, headed towards the ring, and wow.... Woo, helluva chant goin�?on for the hometown ‘hero�?Bryan Williams here. San Antonio loves Williams."

Askin: "You’re tellin�?ME, Eddie. This chant is almost deafening."

Macklin: "Kutter doesn’t seem too amused."

Askin: "Gah, he’s never amused. Tell ya this, whether Bryans got the crowd on his side or not, he may need a minor miracle to get passed this beast."

Macklin: "There’s the bell and-�?

Askin: "AHHH!!!!!"

Macklin: "A Stinging CLOTHESLINEEE from Kutter Flash there! Boo’s are really filling this arena now, but I don’t see Kutter being deterred by that in the slightest, Johnny. Here’s Kutter Flash now�?Tttttttttossing Williams STRAIGHT INTO THE CORNER! Kutter holds nearly 50 pounds more weight than Bryan, he’s certainly the stronger man."

Askin: "Well yeah, and that’s why this COULD be a no-contest. If Kutter gets the better start, then he’ll knock Bryan for six."

Macklin: "Here’s Kutter running INTO A STIFF ELBOW FROM BRYAN! That caught Kutter right in the eye there�?Oooph, stiff kick into Kutters gut. Bryan’s giving Kutter some clubbing blows to the back now, trying to weaken this animal, the W2K Champion Kutter Flash…�?Williams manages a big Vertical Suplex on the Champion!"

Askin: "Pretty good execution by Williams there, I guess Kutter hasn’t had the start he’d hoped for."

Macklin: "Williams isn’t stopping there, and he cant afford to Johnny. He needs to work over Kutter religiously for the next few minutes, only then will he capture what’ll be a BIG, BIG victory. Kick to the face by Bryan Williams there�?Kutter’s staggering already, bouncing off the ropes.. into a DROP-SAULT BY WILLIAMS!"

Askin: "Great athletic skills there, Eddie."

Macklin: "Bryan’s going for an early win here�?ONE�?TWO—Ahh! Shoulder up even before the two count Johnny, that’s saying something."

Askin: "Yeah, it’s telling me that Williams is gonna have to try a damn-sight harder if he’s gonna secure a win here."

Macklin: "There’s Kutter, being dragged up by the hair to his feet�?Ooph, almost METHODICAL work by Bryan Williams as he stomps down on the backs of those knees, weakening the supports of Kutter Flash�? Oh Williams has managed to whip Kutter strongly into the ropes�?Here’s Kutter!.. Oh, Spin-off Elbow Smash by Bryan Williams! Spinning round to Kutter’s back here�?Oh Bryan’s going for a Half-Nelson Slam.. Lifting Kutter up-NO!"

Askin: "Kutter gets right out of that one"

Macklin: "Indeed, a good reversal from an almost ‘anti-wrestler�?in Kutter Flash�?O.. OHHHH He’s CRUSHING Bryans hand there, that strong grip. Those fingers being squashed together�?Kutter PULLS BRYAN INTO A STRONG SHOULDER BLOCK! Williams hits the mat like a tonne of bricks, and Johnny, that just doesn’t surprise me."

Askin: "Kutter’s like a brick wall, Eddie. It’s gonna take something bigger than him to knock him down."

Macklin: "Here’s Kutter, ripping Williams off the mat and once again throwing the Texan into the turnbuckle- BIG, BIG CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER! Kutter’s got Bryans arm�?Kutter backs off here.. wait.. he’s just pulled Bryan toward him�?BACK DROP!"

Askin: "With majorly high elevation there, Eddie."

Macklin: "Kutter’s dragging up Bryan again, not ‘letting up�?here�?Kutters looking to secure the win, and do it with massive effect. Oooph! Bryan’s head goes soaring into that turnbuckle, a frighteningly powerful hit there. Here’s a strange scene, Johnny�?Kutter getting onto the top rope."

Askin: "Well’s he’s only sat on it, I don’t see him standing up. Definitely not his style, Eddie."

Macklin: "Well he wont be alone here, Johnny. Cause he’s dragging Bryan Williams up as well�?Look at that strength, dragging Bryan so far up, that the young Texan is stood on the middle rope here�?Oh! Kutter LIFTS BRYAN ONTO HIS SHOULDERS!"

Askin: "We know what’s following"

Macklin: "Gotta be a Powerb- No Bryans fighting back! Stinging right hands to the forehead, looking at Kutter, his eyes rolling back and forth�?Incredibly strong hits by Bryan Williams here�? Bryan’s �?looking behind him for some reason- OHH A BRILLIANT FRANKENSTEINAR BY BRYAN WILLIAMS!!!"

Askin: "Not even I could argue with that one"

Macklin: "Bryans gonna take advantage.. here’s the COVER!!.. ONE!... AAAA TWO!!... A- NAWWW KICK OUT BY KUTTER FLASH!!"

Askin: "JESUS! LOOK AT HIM!!"

Macklin: "Kutter Flash is climbing right back up, Johnny!....... Ohh! Wrapping his hands round Williams throat�?Lifting him like he’s NOTHING, Johnny!.......... CHOKE BOMB!!... Kutter holds Bryan there for the cover!"

Askin: "ONE!"

Macklin: "TWO!!"

Askin: "TH- WHAT?!?"

Macklin: "He’s kicked out! Bryan Williams isn’t done yet, Johnny boy! Kutter is not a happy animal here, Johnny Askin. He’s questioning the official.. and our Referee, Rufus, should really get out’ve there before Kutter explodes and does something he�?well, probably WON’T regret later."

Askin: "Well Kutter Flash has gotta keep his eye on the match, and his opponent."

Macklin: "Well that was a pretty impactful move, and Williams is still sprawled out across the canvas- Woah he’s sat up!!!... Dragging Kutter back into SCHOOL BOY PIN!.. ONE!.. TWO!..TH-AWWWWW!!! IT’S NOT THREE! IT’S NOT THREE!!"

Askin: "No, No�?It’s not a three, but now it’s gonna be a GOOORRRRREEEE!"

Macklin: "Wrong JOHNNY!! Great sense by Williams, moving out the way JUST.. IN.. TIME THERE! Kutter puts on the breaks, now he’s looking for Williams�?ENZIGURI TO THE BACK OF KUTTER’S HEAD!"

Askin: "I think Williams found HIM, Eddie."

Macklin: "You’re not wrong there, Johnny! Here’s Williams, centre of the ring with Kutter.. He’s got his right leg gripped well�?SINGLE-LEG CRAB! Locked in by Bryan Williams here! He’s whipped this San Antonio crowd into a frenzy.. because he could very well win it right here, Johnny!"

Askin: "Kutter? Tap out?!??!"

Macklin: "This is a painful move, Johnny. Pressuring that lower back�?Kutters GOTTA be feeling it here. Will he tap?.. WILL.HE.TAP??"

Askin: "Nooo!!"

Macklin: "Incredible leg strength by Kutter! Almost pushing Williams away! Bryans got Kutter into a headlock though�?Kutter Flash might not be going anywhe- Ohh!! Clubbing blows to the side of Bryans ribs, Johnny! He relinquishes the headlock, and he has to�?But he’s in even bigger trouble now.. BIG BOOT TO BRYAN’S CHEST!! Kutter Flash ran right through him there, NO REMORSE, NO REGRETS!"

Askin: "Calm down, Macklin."

Macklin: "Hell no! Kutter’s staring at Bryan�?stalking the 19 Year old�?Look at Williams, straggling the ropes here."

Askin: "Ah�?JOHNNY LEGEND’S COMING!!"

Macklin: "Woah! Steel Chair in hand, Johnny!... Why does Johnny want to get involved now?!"

Askin: "Well he is scheduled to face Williams next week�?

Macklin: "Johnny jumps up onto the apron here, chair high above his head�?Kutter runs toward the back of Williams-�?

Askin: "BRYAN MOVED!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Macklin: "HOLY HELL!! LEGEND JUST NAILED KUTTER FLASH!!"

Askin: "There’s the bell!!"

Macklin: "Williams will be disqualified, Johnny! We know Legend intended to hit him, but it doesn’t work that way!"

Askin: "Johnny Legends ran off, Eddie. I can’t blame the guy�?He’s just nailed Kutter Flash with a steel chair!"

Macklin: "I feel only Hamid could diffuse this situation, Johnny! We should have known that the big J-L couldn't justleave a challenge as a challenge, he HAD to come out here and sneak one in!"

Askin: "It shakes someone up, Eddie. He's thinking ahead. but, how will this come down with Bryan Williams... how is he going to feel next week when he looks across the ring and sees the man who wanted to get in a cheap shot?"

[ As the scene begins, we see Image standing in an open doorway in one of the back hallways of the W2K Arena. She is talking to someone inside the room, but we cannot see who it is. However, we can hear a little of what Image is saying. ]

Image: "Did you hear about what happened to them? No, I don’t know who it was that did it, but I’d like to find out so I can shake their hand. Hell, I’d buy them dinner if they’d let me."

There is a brief pause as Image listens intently to whomever is inside the room.

Image: "It’s payback time, don’t ya think? They’ve had their fun, now let’s have some of our own. The difference is, though, we’re a lot more vicious than those two could ever dream of being. What’s that? Sure; by all means. Knock your socks off, kiddo! I’d be honored to have you put your own little personal touch on things. You are one sick, twisted individual. God, I love how you think!"

 

[ The camera focuses on Image’s sinister smirk as the scene fades out. ]

Macklin: "The W2K Championess is planning dire things for the contenders, Johnny."

Askin: "I think Amber's learning those dire things. Can you believe what happened this week?'

Macklin: "It feels like the days of old but I can't say I'm feeling nostalgic about it. Sick, twisted things and you have to wonder what's going to go down with a 'female' Dangerously running around."

Askin: "But that's just it, we DO have a female Dangerously running around- and her name is Terri lamin and she's coming up later tonight. But I do think right now, it's Amber versus Summer Stratus..."

Askin: "That’s two very attractive individuals standing that ring, Eddie. And they’re both ready to earn that Championess Title shot."

Macklin: "No doubt, Johnny. No doubt at all. This could be a fast paced match, especially the high-flying style that Summer Stratus has been using for most her career. But of course with Amber Michaels adopting Dangerously’s old style, this match could be slowed down to a pace where Amber can be quite methodical in her offence."

Askin: "Well we’ll see Eddie!!"

Macklin: "There goes the bell, and we start off her�?This is a Mini Tournament match, Ladies and Gentlemen. The Winner be one of the challengers as Image Johnson defends her Championess title at a coming RAGE."

Askin: "Neither seem eager to dive in, Eddie. Which surprises me."

Macklin: "Well it’s not like they’re best friends, so I agree with you there Eddie. I thought these women would be ready to get it on straight aw-OH! Big Right hand by Amber Michaels! Knocking Summer for six�?Stratus is back against the ropes, in trouble right from the off as Amber lays down a VICIOUS OVERHAND CHOP!!... A Massive "Whooo!" greets that move, as this San Antonio crowd start to enjoy Amber’s early beat-down on the Canadian, Summer Stratus."

Askin: "Indeed, Summer’s not very much like her sister attitude wise."

Macklin: "They’re both hot though-OHHHH!!!! Flat-Faced DDT.. nailed by Amber Michaels! Amber makes an early cover!.. ONE!.. TWO!.. Oh Summer gets that shoulder up, and that was a CLOSE FALL�?so early in the match, Johnny?"

Askin: "Yeah I’m surprised as well. But Summer’s no slouch, I’m sure she’ll get back into this one."

Macklin: "Now Amber drags Summer up by the hair, viciously, taking a few lessons for Nic of course. You can see a lot of similarities there, and I’m sure we’ll continue to see them�?Oooph! Summer’s clotheslined into the turnbuckle there�?Amber follows up WITH A SHORT CLOTHESLINE IN THE CORNER!... Amber hooks her arm up under Summer’s arm�? Hip Toss!!"

Askin: "Look at her face, Eddie. She wants this."

Macklin: "Well here’s Amber now, backing up onto the ropes�?Jogging forward�?a Pinpoint KNEE DROP On Summer’s shoulder there! There’s that methodical motion I was referring too earlier Johnny."

Askin: "Well Summer’s getting the full brunt of it right now, Macklin."

Macklin: "Amber whips Summer cleanly into the ropes�?Going for another Clothesline-oh, no Summer ducks it.. nailing the ropes behind Amber there…�?Michaels turns round, and gets nailed with the RUNNING CROSS-BODY! Great ‘come back�?move by Summer Stratus there, using her quickness to great effect."

Askin: "What did I tell ya? Huh, Eddie?!"

Macklin: "Amber gets right back up though, but Stratus is there of course�?stiff toe kick to Ambers gut there�?Ooph! Downward Spiral!! Nailed by Summer Stratus there!"

Askin: "Argh! Amber’s pretty face just nailed that mat!"

Macklin: "Summer pins those shoulders to the mat, looking to get it over with early- ONE!.. TWO!.. Near fall!! Amber just kicked out there, I thought that was going to be over. A long time two count, Johnny."

Askin: "Yeah the Referee maybe giving Amber favours ther-�?

Macklin: "Hold on-OH!! Vicious stomp on Ambers NOSE there. Summer’s really taking it to Dangerouslys girlfriend here, giving her a rough time. Although did new honestly expect less?... Ooph! Another vile stomp to the face, and Amber’s trying to crawl to the ropes here for some relief."

Askin: "She wont get any, Eddie!"

Macklin: "Correct! Summer’s grabbed her foot here, she’s dragging Amber back into the centre of the ring�?Looks like she’s gonna work on that right leg as she straightens it out�?DROPPING THE ELBOW! Oooph, painful Leg Lock in place here. Amber Michaels is having a torrid time, and she may even tap out right here, Johnny."

Askin: "Hmm, I don’t know. If NED’s taught her anything, it’s probably the will to win, Macklin. Never give the fight. All that good stuff…………�?. OHH!"

Macklin: "Or maybe it’s how to kick your opponent in the back of the fricken�?head!! What a shot by Amber Michaels�?that free leg doing nothing one second, then nailed Summer the next. Stratus is having trouble here, she probably has a helluva migraine, Johnny."

Askin: "I’ll come to her aid, for sure."

Macklin: "Amber’s back up here�?BUT SUMMERS NOT!!!! Super Kick by Amber Michaels! That was power, Johnny! Woah!"

Askin: "Another Dangerously trait�?It was rather sloppy, Eddie. Dangerously used to nail that Kick, he’d almost end up falling over cause of the effort and power he’d put in."

Macklin: "Gah! Looks like Amber won’t be catching a break here, as the sheer force has sent Summer Stratus to the outside. No quick cover here, folks!"

Askin: "Well Amber’s gotta go get her back in the ring as soon as she can, Eddie. Else she’ll have missed this golden opportunity to secure the win."

Macklin: "There she goes�?Uh, Summer’s like dead weight here�?The slightly lighter Amber’s having trouble dragging her up. Summer seems almost knocked out, which is incredible. There we go, Johnny�? Summer’s in�?Amber rolls in!... Hooking the leg!"

Askin: "Here we go!"

Macklin: "ONE!... TWO!... THR-AWW!! Bad break for Amber Michaels, Johnny. Summer was too close to the ropes, she got that free foot on their Johnny. Good ring sense by Stratus."

Askin: "She knows where she is in the squared circle, Eddie. If she didn’t, she damn sure wouldn’t be in this company."

Macklin: "Michaels is frustrated, and I don’t blame her. She’s asking herself how she can beat this woman, on the night, Johnny. And at the moment, I’m struggling to find an answer."

Askin: "Where there’s a will, there’s a way. That’s what I say!"

Macklin: "Well Michaels is laying down a beating here on Summer Stratus�?The Crowd seems to be loving it though.. oh and succession of BIG, BIG right hands by Amber. Straight to Summers jaw! Amber goes for a irish whip, oh! It’s reversed this time! Michaels heads into the ropes at a quick pace�?Summer’s waiting in the middle though�?she nails a DROP KICK ON AMBER MICHAELS!!"

Askin: "Ohhhhhhh!!!! Super leap by Stratus!"

Macklin: "Amber’s in the corner, trying to get up�?but she’s not even facing the ring, Johnny! Stratus is right back up�? Oh, she bursts toward Amber!... SLAMMING AMBERS FACE-FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! What impact! We saw Michael’s face literally BOUNCE off that corner�?Oh!! Summer locks her arms round Amber’s waist�?pulling back for the-�?

Askin: "SUMMER BREEZE!!!"

Macklin: "A Bridged cover, Johnny!.. ONE!... TWO!... THREE!!! It’s over right here!! Summer secures the win, and n advance in this mini tourney...!!"

Askin: "Great effort by both these women, Eddie. It got really physical there, almost vicious."

[ FLASH! As we head backstage with the camera, and find a little nook where Jon Reed and "May" Nard are finding alittle out-of-the-way place. They're giggling like school children. ]

Reed: "May, i know you wanted me to move in with you, but I've been talking with Johnny."

Maynard: "You have, Precious?"

Reed: "Yeah, he said that's like buying a cow when you could go out and buy milk all you want, and I should see if I leven like the cow first. Like a test drive."

Maynard: "How do you test drive a cow?"

Reed: "We're gonna haveta do it. Right here, right now."

Maynard: "... sigh. Well, I suppose if it'll make you- and Johnny- happy, then I suppose so."

[ Several seconds of silence, and we pull out to the hall where we hear a SHRILL scream... ]

Reed: "OY MY GOD! YOU HAVE A RODNEY!"

Maynard: "Well, yes, I thought you knew, prescious-"

Reed: "DONT CALL ME THAT YOU MAN-WOMAN! AHHHHHH! I can't believe I'vce been sucking face with a GUY!!!! AH!!"

Maynard: "I thought we were in love-"

Reed: "SHUT UP SHUT UP! AHHHHHHHHHHH!"

[ Reed makes a run for it, leaving Maynard there. He runs into Johnny Fame- who catches him- ]

Fame: "What's wrong, man?!"

Reed: "I was about to totally do May!"

Fame: "Oh yeah? you dog you."

Reed: "Yeah, chicks dig me like that only- only, Johnny..."

Fame: "Yeah?"

Reed: "MAY IS A GUY!"

Fame: "She got a sex exchange? How'd she fit that in on Labor Day weekend?"

Reed: "ITS NOT FUNNY!"

Fame: "I know, I've had this bad cough since Wednesday, and I can't get a doctor to answer my calls. Assholes!"

[ Reed shakes Johnny violently, and slaps him. ]

Reed: "YOU IDIOT SHE WAS ALWAYS A HE!"

Fame: "Ew... dude, are you trying to tell me you're gay?"

Reed: "HE TRICKED ME! It's a government conspiracy... they know about the nukes Hamid asked us about-"

Fame: "We ARE nuclear... heh?"

[ High five! ]

Reed: "But, Johnny, you can't tell anyone.... you gotta take care of this."

Fame: "Me?"

Reed: "Yeah, You. You're my best friend, you gotta do something. I can't ever face May- uh, Maynard ever again. you gotta sweep this under the carpet."

Fame: "It might take all my Samurai powers, if she, er, he, was able to fool you into thinking she , er, he was a chick, then he's good. Maybe too good. But, I'll see what I can do."

[ Fame puts his shades on, and smiles as he walks off. ]

Askin: "EWWWWWWWWW, man we knew that was coming..."

Macklin: "Let's not talk about this anymore... So Guys we’ve got ring veteran David Van Dam and ‘The Franchise�?Shawn Stevens in the ring here, seconds away from locking up. Based on comments by both men, this could be quite a heated affair Johnny, whadd’ya think?"

Askin: "Well Eddie I’d probably have to agree with you there. Both men seem real up for this one�?Just look at DVD’s eyes, Eddie. That’s passion. At the age of 34, David’s career won’t finish for a long time. Plagued by injuries throughout, he’s managed to come out fighting, Eddie."

Macklin: "He certainly has Johnny- And there’s the bell!"

Askin: "Woah!"

Macklin: "A really charged elbow and collar tie up to start this one off, Johnny. With both men putting everything in�?Both men are around the 235/240 pounds mark and it’s showing as they stay DEADLOCKED.. centre of the ring!"

Askin: "Look at Van Dam’s face, Eddie. This guy is giving it his all�?I’m pretty sure he’s actually the LIGHTER of the two, so he’ll be having the harder time here. He’s a fighter, Eddie. A Fighter!"

Macklin: "Well yeah but SO IS STEVENS AS HE SCORES WITH A BIG RIGHT HAND!! Another HUGGEEEE Right hand by Shawn Stevens, clattering David in the chin. The strength of the shots have even forced the ‘Main Event�?into the ropes, Johnny. You think DVD’s the only one giving it his all?!"

Askin: "Well I never said that, Eddie. Did I now?"

Macklin: "Maybe not, but one is for sure�?Stevens is really taking it to the, well, at times OVER CONFIDENT David Van Dam. Stiff elbow to the chest by Stevens�?He locks Van Dam up!.. BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!! A Superb execution by the 28 Year old Shawn Stevens."

Askin: "I’m liking him already. He comes across as a sort’ve general in there"

Macklin: "An in-ring general you might say, Johnny. Shawn’s really beating on Van Dam here, who’s sprawled out on the mat�?Stevens is putting some stiff boots into Van Dams chest and ribs here. Tough stuff."

Askin: "He’s gotta keep on top of Van Dam here. One slip up, and this in-ring VETERAN is gonna tear Stevens apart. Shawn might have great ability, great POTENTIAL, but he just isn’t David Van Dam here"

Macklin: "Well I can guarantee you that Stevens is wanting to erase that loss from last victory against Bryan Williams, and he seems to be doing A GREAT JOB!!! High Angle Back Suplex by Shawn Stevens!! Van Dam clutches his neck, and Johnny, I really cant blame him there."

Askin: "Uh, I know. Just watch this replay…�?It was RIGHT on the top of the head, bending DVD’s neck tightly, Eddie."

Macklin: "This Texan crowd seems to have firmly taken sides, as they will on the young Shawn Stevens. Shawn nails David with a big right hand�?Look at David, he doesn’t know where he is, he’s Spaghetti leg here, Johnny. Stevens reels back!... Ohh he took TOO LONG THERE JOHNNY!"

Askin: "If DVD isn’t clever, then my names not Johnny Askin!"

Macklin: "Well DVD certainly has the ring-smarts to get out of that tricky situation- Ooooph!! Tough shot to Shawn’s breadbasket there by Van Dam. DVD lifts Stevens for a suplex here�?oh, no he drops him gut first onto the ropes�?Shawn’s in a tough spot here, swaying back and forth over the top rope—�?

Askin: "JESUS!"

Macklin: "Jesus is right, Johnny!! DVD just slammed a knee right into the side of Stevens head there, and suffice to say the ‘Franchise�?Shawn Stevens is now laid out on the canvas."

Askin: "Look at David Van Dam. LOOK AT HIM EDDIE!!! He’s a Beast. He’s a Veteran. As he rips Stevens off the mat�?He’s just brutalising him, Eddie. DVD doesn’t care, and damnit, why should he."

Macklin: "Beats me. European Uppercut by DVD right there�?Oh, irish whip to the ropes. Stevens literally bouncing off those bright red ropes and into a SAMOAN DROP!!"

Askin: "Gah, Shawn’s rolling around as if his back’s broken!"

Macklin: "Well if 230 plus-pounds had just fallen on you, you might be hurtin�?too there Johnny Askin!"

Askin: "Don’t surname me!"

Macklin: "David goes for the cover!!- OHH Stevens kicks out at two, Johnny. It was a pin in the early stages, and I doubt DVD’s surprised that Stevens kicked out there. David’s on top of Shawn now-�?

Askin: "Literally!"

Macklin: "Indeed, literally. And he’s giving Shawn some mounted punches to the kisser�?something the referee’s gonna have a word with him about……�?. And-oh�?David Van Dam pushing the referee in the chest there, and he’s gonna have to calm down before he gets Disqualified."

Askin: "This is none of the referee’s business, Eddie."

Macklin: "�?Okay. Wait, Steven’s sits up.. DRAGGING VAN DAM INTO A SMALL PACKAGE PIN!! ONE!.. TWO!! Ohhh!!! The LOOONG TIME TWO COUNT THERE!!"

Askin: "Wow that was hella quick, Eddie!"

Macklin: "Both men get up at the very same time�?But wait, Stevens runs into a low knee by Van Dam! DVD grabs Stevens head�?AH! That’s a HELL Of a Neckbreaker right there!"

Askin: "I’m sure reports will later confirm his neck ISN’T broken."

Macklin: "Seems like Shawn’s ran right back into trouble here Johnny. Shawn’s sat up now, but his neck’s giving him some trouble at it’s quite clear. Although alerting DVD to that fact probably wouldn’t be the best thi- OH! Clubbing Blow to the back of Shawn’s neck there! David’s dragging Stevens up to his feet�?Like a man playing with children, in all honesty."

Askin: "Micheals in the house?"

Macklin: "DVD’s moved round to the back of Stevens here, European Uppercut to the back of his neck! Stevens quickly gets to the ropes and I don’t blame him!"

Askin: "What use will that be, DVD’s already caught up with him."

Macklin: "David throws Stevens head back into the turnbuckle�?not once but twi- no three times! �?aw STRENGTH BY DVD! Lifting Stevens with ease, and planting him in a Tree of Woe on the turnbuckle there."

Askin: "Tell ya what, this is the worst position a wrestler can ever be in. Stevens cant move. This match is as good as over, Eddie."

Macklin: "It looks like it may be, cause David is just ‘stomping a mudhole�?in Stevens HEAD right now. Whats David doing here?"

Askin: "Whatever the hell he wants!"

Macklin: "Van Dam has backed up almost to the opposite corner�?He’s prepping for something big�?Oh, here’s the run up!... OHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

Askin: "OUCH!!"

Macklin: "Stevens raised his upper body as DVD went for a basement dropkick�?unfortunately he went crotch-first into the ring post right there! The Referee’s gotta get some order here, and he finally gets Stevens down from the turnbuckle."

Askin: "I thought DVD was gonna cruise to victory there, but that was clever stuff from Shawn Stevens."

Macklin: "Shawn drags DVD out the corner, and HOOKS THE LEG! ONE! TWO!!... David gets his shoulder up!... RIGHT Before three, Johnny. That was as close as it gets. Shawn’s simply stalking David now�?Van Dam’s in a bad place, he’s lost the tools to have children, and now it looks like Shawn could finish him off here. VICIOUS KNIFE EDGE CHOPSS TO DAVIDS CHEST!!... The Crowd getting involved, screaming in tribute to Ric Flair, as Shawn Stevens drags another vicious Chop across David’s chest."

Askin: "Whoooo! Vicious is right, Eddie. Shawn’s looking confident here."

Macklin: "He certainly does�?Oh, Stevens spins DVD round�?Atomic Drop!! DVD collapses to his knees, he really felt that one Johnny. Shawn’s now down on one knee behind David Van Dam�?Posting David’s back with other knee�?Reverse Chin Lock in place here. Shawn Stevens looking to make the ‘Main Event�?David Van Dam submit tonight, Johnny!"

Askin: "Ah see how that knee is arching David’s spine, very clever move by Stevens here. Usually it could work, but DVD’s a clever veteran Eddie, I doubt this will end the match here."

Macklin: "The Fans have produced a ‘Van Dam Sucks�?chant here, as that very man attempts to get out of this hold. Look at David, Johnny. Pounding the mat with a fist, he’s building momentum here, building some strength�?Oh, here it goes!..... He TEARS SHAWN’S GRIP APART!"

Askin: "See! Power!"

Macklin: "Van Dam scrambles up here, and he’s kept ahold of Stevens right arm.. Ohh! He twists it suddenly, Shawn clearly feeling that one. Arm WRENCH!! David holds that right arm with one hand, planting elbows in that right shoulder with his free arm, and this is a good way to work over your opponent Johnny."

Askin: "Well DVD has a University diploma in that type of stuff, Eddie."

Macklin: "Oh, David PULLS SHAWNS ONTO HIS SHOULDERS! Could be a Death Valley Driver coming here- NO! Stevens pulls David over with an Arm Drag! Superb reversal by the ‘Franchise’�?Look, both men up�?SHOULDER BLOCK BY STEVENS! He was like a brick wall right there, and DVD was in no-way getting through it!"

Askin: "What a change in momentum here Eddie! That was super quickness by Stevens!"

Macklin: "David’s up as Stevens nails the ropes�?Clotheslineee by Shawn Stevens! Look here! Van Dam’s getting right back up�?Stiff toe kick by Stevens there. Getting David in a headlock�?Hooking up that right leg, he’s going for ‘Fishermans Buster�?here- No! Van Dam gets out of it using brute force! Shawn runs into a BIG BOOT!!"

Askin: "And just as quickly�?Van Dam has the momentum again."

Macklin: "Theres DVD laying flat on the mat, locking Shawn’s head a Front-Facing Sleeper Hold. Tightly locked�?reminds me of a rabid animal here Johnny, David just isn’t letting go."

Askin: "Well you can see Shawn fading as we speak, his eyes flickering."

Macklin: "Ladies and Gentlemen all around us is a ‘Lets Go Stevens�?chant, and this San Antonio crowd is really getting behind the ‘Franchise�?as he bids to hang on here. Look at this crowd Johnny, pounding their seats�?getting quite an atmosphere here!"

Askin: "Definitely, Eddie- Look at Shawn!"

Macklin: "A super display of strength by Stevens! Pushing his upper body up off the mat! This crowd’s done their bit, Johnny! David releases, and no wonder, he knows he’ll have to try something else to get this match sewn up!... BIG RIGHT HAND BY STEVENS!... Big knee up into the breadbasket! There’s DVD, bent over, centre of the ring."

Askin: "Shawn’s lining up something big here!"

Macklin: "Stevens nails the ropes!! Running toward DVD here- DVD CATCHES HIM ON HIS SHOULDERS FOR A FIREMAN CARRY-�?

Askin: "NO!!"

Macklin: "HE NAILED IT!!... ‘LAST CHANCE�?!!"

Askin: "Superb Reversal by Van Dam! There he was, writhing in agony.. but he caught Stevens when he least expected it!"

Macklin: "David hooks the leg here.. That’s a ONE!...A TWO!... AAA THREEE!! Van Dam’s got this one!!"

Askin: "Indeed he does, he's racking up wins, and although this was a bit more of a challege, you can only guess what is in his future...."

"Suck my Sushi"

[ We open up backstage with new tag team, Null and Void ]

Null: "I’m not sucking your sushi for even a second"

"Anybody wanna suck real sushi?!"

[ Null and Void turn round to see Johnny Legend standing before them. Johnny looks down toward his crotch, which we cant see�?He winks. ]

Void: "Sure!"

[ The Camera moves down to see a white bag in Johnnys hand, hanging before his crotch. Void snatches the bag away from Johnny in his excitement�?]

Void: "Japanese Takeaway!"

Null: "Aren’t we Japanese?"

Void: "Nope. Japanese."

Null: "Oh�?That’s cool, then."

[ Null and Void dump the bag on a table and pull out the contents, and few boxes of different Japanese foods. Whilst the two begin to ‘tuck in�?to their Sushi, Johnny creeps up on them ]

Johnny Legend: "I still have that proposition in mind."

Null: "Still?"

Void: "I don’t know, Johnny�?You’re not really Japanese enough."

Johnny Legend: "I’ll have you know that I’m one-third Japanese."

[ Johnny pulls his eye-lids in different directions ]

Johnny Legend: "See?"

[ Null and Void look at eachother, stopping their gorging for a moment ]

Johnny Legend: "We can get to the VERY TOP!"

[ Null and Void sling their arms round each others shoulders, and turn away from Johnny, having a small ‘conference�?I suppose�?Johnny smirks ]

Johnny Legend: "I’m very good friends with the Boss."

[ Ah, an Inside man!... Null and Void nod a little, whispering too each other in Japanese as they make their decision ]

Johnny Legend: "Woah I’d totally be able to understand you if you weren’t Whispering. Japanese is like my second language."

[ Null and Void spin round after a few seconds of intense talking ]

Null: "Deal... on ONE Condition."

Void: "You must use Charmander"

Johnny Legend (Looking slight worried): "…O..kay"

[ Null hands Johnny a Pokeball. ]

Void: "Now. Eat. Sushi is full of vitamins and all that good stuff."

[ Johnny shrugs, walking closer toward the table. All three men begin eating as we fade too black... and we open back up on Paul Lombardi, who's walking around the back with a Mic... he gets to a corner. ]

Lombardi: "I had a commique earlier with Nevyrmorr, and I tried to set up a meeting, but he said he'd find me. But I'll keep you updated. It's creepy, I kind of want to find him before he finds me... I mean, who knows what a guy dressed all in black is up to-"

Voice: "HEY!"

Lombardi: "Bobby Johnson!"

[ BJ walks in on the scene. ]

Johnson: "What's that about black people?"

Lombardi: "Oh, uh, um, I said, 'people dressed all in black', sir."

Johnson: "Sure you did, you damned racist."

[ Fade. ]

Macklin: "Well, haha, Paul may have more troubles than just Nevyrmorr, eh, Johnny?"

Askin: "Yes, he does but the next three men are probably in alot more trouble at the moment. As you can see, Tim Torn is already in the ring, along with two tables, and four tables on the outside at each side of the ring. It's gonna be elimination style."

Macklin: "And there goes 'Burn it Down', which soon households all over America will come to know as Johnny Legend's music. That cocky, arrogant.,... WEASEL! he's just a weasel, John."

Askin: "ANYONE named Johnny can't be too bad. He's climbing up the steps and is just barely taking notcie of Tim Torn already in the ring... and there it is... 'Superbeast'... listen to the fans for Damien Destruction."

Macklin: "LOOK at Damien Destruction. he's probably one of the best power wrestlers in wrestling today but I think guys like the W2K Champion Kutter Flash and now, Travis O'Neal will give him a run for his money. He's towering over these guys as he enters the ring and you have to wonder WHO can put him through a table-"

Askin: "OH! Legend sneaks around and goes for a chop block eaarly, putting Damo to one knee as Tim Torn brings out a lariat, but Damo grabs his arm, and swing shim hard into a corner. That knocked the wind out of him, and he's sucking air as the BIG J-L himself has gone for a bulldog, but Damo just shoves him forward into the ropes- he's set up for a MASSIVE CLOTHESLINE! That about turned Legend inside out-"

Macklin: "Yes, he just about did, but Legend's pushing himself up and gets a boot to the back as Damo stomps on the former BWA Synergy member... Damo reaches down, picks him up and whips him into Tim Torn, Torn dives out of the way and Legend gets a face full of corner! Damo hits an awesome Avalanche, and Torn takes Legend, chops him har,d and brings him to his shoulders, he's sitting on the top-"

Askin: "He's going to powerslam him off the ropes! Legend's in trouble, he's going through the table- NO! Damo kicks the table out of the way and Legend is now sucking air like it's a milkshake. Torn pushes up and gets a huge boot to the face, knocking him like a car hit by a semi. You gotta love that about the power guys, folks. Damo's picking up Legend, and putting him up for a running powerslam, this just might be the end of Legend in this match up-"

Macklin: "And he HAS to win in order to impress the boss, Johnny."

Askin: "NO! Legend slides behind and wraps around a wasit lock and Damo is going back and forth like a tornado with those elbows, Legend's gotta be reeled with those, and Damo's got a headlock, and snaps him over his hip- Legend reaches for a rope, but just gets GUTWRENCHED, oh my god, Eddie..."

Macklin: "Legend's trying to fight him with some fists to the face but- but- OH MAN! He just stunted him right down to his shoulders, and Damo stands up and turns towards Torn, Torn is running right at him, jumps off Legend;s back and hits a SPINNING HEEL KICK! Man, that rocked Damo off his foundation! Damo's holindg his nose and I wouldn't be surprised if it's broken right now, Johnny- and and... Torn rakes the eyes and pulls the nose, forcing Damo to step back to the corner, and now he's picking up Legend- whips him at Damo, Legend reverses, and Torn goes into Damo, Damo picks him up in a bear hug and OH!!!! Spinebuster!!! Legend's on Damo now, hammering him with blows, but Damo's deflecting them off.... and a kick to the gut, and now- now, holy god, he's ripped him up and over the ropes, and Legend has tumbled to the floor."

Askin: "If they go through a table out here I don't mind as long as they don't go through ours. Oh, Damo's following him to the outside and is tossing him into the rails. It's not those WWE style, folks, that's hard cold metal leaving bruises on Legend's back, and now he's aiming for the ring steps- but Legend cartwheels over, he knicked his leg, but he seems okay, tending to some wounds. Damo looks back into the ring and TIM TORN! TIM TORN! He shoots out of the ring with a 'Space Flying Tiger Drop', but Damo moves out of the way and Tim Torn sends himself through the first table! WHat a move."

Macklin: "Impressive to say the LEAST, but now we're down to two men here. Damo goes into the ring... And look at Legend, trying to get a chair, he's sneaking behind Damo- he lifts the chair and swing- Damo catches it! Oh man, Damo catches it! He shoves the chair into Legend's head, Legend slinks back- and Damo sets a table up in the corner. We're gonna have a new XW Champion right here, Johnny- he goes to whip Legend- but the big JL slinks around and puts on an Arm bar and LOOK AT THE STRENGTH!"

Askin: "Damo just picked him up and slammed him hard into the canvas... "

Macklin: "With authority... and he goes to rip Legend up off the mat, and he does- flings him and o h my god, the sneak, Legend grabs the ref and reverses HIM into the table! The red just went through the table!"

Askin: "Does that mean the ref is out of this match?"

Macklin: "Legend looks as confused as us, as he backs into- Damo- and Damo shoots him into the ropes and goes for a Spinebuster- and hits it through the table! NEW XW CHAMPION! NEW XW CHAMPION!"

Askin: "Damien Destr- where's the bell?"

Macklin: "THE REF HAS TO SEE IT!"

Askin: "Haha... Legend is saved by the LACK of a bell... and he's rolling to his feet, and he's getting the chair. Damo's going to the ref to wake him up- and... and... the ref is stiring-"

Macklin: "LOOK OUT DAMO!"

Askin: "SAY GOOD DAY! Damo just got it right in the cranium! But he's still up...."

Macklin: "That oppurtunistic little slime! LOW BLOW! Damo's feeling his marbles- and 'Perfect Alibi'.... Damo's out."

Askin: "But look WHERE he's out, Eddie. Legend put him down over the splinters... and the ref is up."

Macklin: "He did the same thing to Dangeorusly in BWA! THE REF SEES IT! He called for the bell! Johnny Legend has won! He is the NEWWW XW Champion- but you can bet Damo's not gonna be happy about this!"

Askin: "He doesn't have to be happy, he's just gotta accept that Legend pulled a fast one on him. Face it, people named Johnny are just smarter."

Macklin: "Well, as they leave, we can hear Hamid Ismaili's music coming out, and look at that... he's shaking Jonny Legend's hand... ugh..."

Askin: "With the boss coming down to the ring you know it's gotta be something important... he's got a mic, and look, Christian St. James has followed him to the ring with a clipboard."

Hamid: "Tonight, patrons of Wrestling 2000, I have become once again the bearer of bad news. Once again I have to give unto you the gravity of the situation concerning Taylir McCallister."

Macklin: "Listen to that crowd!!"

Hamid: "Whilst the first and foremost thoughts on all your minds should be about how he tried to bring this country to ruins, being in cahoots with the world's most dispicable and dangerous terrorists, it should also be known that his treason does not stop there. Because no tonly has he betrayed the peopl eof America, he's betrayed each and every one of you, out in the audience right now. He's taken your trust and your hard earned dollars, and have taken them to BUD- that's right... Bytches Ultimate Domain has a contract with WallStreet's name on it, and not only is it reported on the reputable W2K confidential in conjuction with KSAT-12 news, but also that dirt sheet rumor mill in BUD has also made mention of it. And we have, in our possession, the footage of him entering BUD."

Macklin: "I can't believe this- WallStreet going to BUD?"

Askin: "Look on the Jumbotron, there's his limo... and it's pulled up right outside an arena with a BUD event... and the door is opening- fuzz? Static? Ah, hamid must not have wanted the people to get too upset at this treachery."

Macklin: "WHAT? That couldn't be WalLStreet, is was just some guy in a suit and a limo!"

Hamid: "I stopped the tape, because that degenerate on society has committed a sin in the W2K world, and in the world outside these walls, and I wanted him to have a chance to answer for his crimes, with a member of his own fan club. Christian St. James is going to conduct the questioning, as WalLStreet will be live via satelite!"

Macklin: "The Jumbotron is back on again, fans, and, there's WallStreet. Is he in prison stripes? IS THAT SADDAM?!"

WallStreet: "This is ridiculous, Hameed."

Hamid: "So thankful of you to join us, Mister McCallister. Even though in this country you are innocent until proven guilty, I wanted to give you a chance right here on W2K GT Network Television to admit to your dispicable crimes. Go one. Admit your treachery."

St. James: "Mister WallStreet... how could you do this to the people? What inside your heart turned so black, so ungiving that you'd want to kill literally thousands of innocent people?"

Wallstreet: "You know this isn't true. The people know this isn't true. A photo isn't proof of anything! Christina, you lovely flower-"

St. James: "STOP! Stoppit... you horrible... horrible piece of-"

Hamid: "I was wrong. I thought that we could handle this internally, so atleast you could answer for what you've done- like an honorable man but you still to this moment, McCallister, deny these allegations and you want to bring up circumstantial evidence and photshop- but really you need to just stop, think, and realize the position you're in now. Your assets will soon be siezed. You'll soon have nothing left. You'll be bottom of the barrell stock, just like every other flimsy rich man in the business."

WallStreet: "I'm gettin-"

Macklin: "HE WAS CUT OFF! The Jumbotron is off."

Hamid: "I am sorry, people of San Antonio. Justice will not be served today but I have other news. Christina St. James has been offered by myself, and she has accepted, to be my personal assistant. She will be wher eI be. Do what I do. Think what I think. She will handle my... business, and I just wanted to say that before WalLStreet was taken back to his hole in the wall with bars. Thank you- and maybe next week he'll be ready to admit his secret agendas concerning W2K and BUD..."

Macklin: "What a buncha BS! I can't even believe-"

Askin: "Sh... Lombardi found Nevyrmorr."

[ Backstage, Lombardi is standing next to a dark, shadowy figure. Insert scary music. ]

Lombardi: "Nevymorr... you found me."

Nevyrmorr: "I told you I would."

Lombardi: "Well, I wanted to get your more anaylitical version of what you were tyring to say- OH!"

[ Lombardi's shoved out of the way as the camera is taken and hit into NEV! It's dropped on the floor, and there's grunting and slapping sounds, until the camera is taken back up. It shows Nevyrmorr laid out, and Sean Locke standing over him. He looks at Lombardi. ]

Locke: "Thanks, laddie. You led me right to the freak."

[ With one last kick, Sean Locke heads off. But the scene cuts to Hamid's office. ]

Hamid: "I'm getting tired of your attitude, buffoon."

Kutter: "The way I see it, I don't have a contender, so fuck you and your fairy feelings, faggot."

Hamid: "How... mature, really. Get out."

[ Kutter storms off, as DVD goes to knock on the door, and is simply shoved out of the way by the Champion. DVD looks at him with disgust, and walks in. ]

Hamid: "What the hell do you want?"

DVD: "Something better. I get these jobbers and low run talent. I need something more. I want to be the best, and to be the best, I have to face the best-"

[ Hamid grins. ]

Hamid: "Yes... you should face the best, shouldn't you?"

DVD: "I should."

Hamid: "Wait until the card is released, Mister Van Dam. You'll have your match, and I think it'll be something you'll really like..."

DVD: "Uhm, okay. That's it?"

Hamid: "Get out."

DVD: "... damn."

[ Fade. ]

Macklin: "And luckily, for the writer of this match, that gave enough time for all six men to come to the ring. It's time for our six man tag!"

Askin: "NED is 0-2 when it comes to Matlock, who, this time didn't show up for the match."

Macklin: "This time?"

Askin: "Any time. Meh, he doesn't care about W2K. let's not even bother him with a loss. He's not in the match."

Macklin: "So it's a two on three handicap?"

Askin: "Sure. MJ Storm and Bobby Johnson take on Justice, Ace Hart, and NED."

Macklin: "The bell has rung and we- oh my god is that James McKnight?"

Askin: "Better not be, he's been banned, and if he's here, that's bad news."

Macklin: "Well he's come through the crowd and pulled Ace down from the apron- they're rading blows- NED's just waving at Ace..."

Askin: "They're fighting up the ramp and there goes security, but NED has entered the ring and went for MJ, but MJ hangs back on the ropes and BJ has gone for Kenny- Kenny gets swing into the ropes and back and BJ goes for a roundhouse, Kenny catches it with his hands, and then sweeps a leg behind Bobby, holding on- Bobby from his back pulls in Justice, and then shoots him back into the corner, gets up, SHOULDERBLOCK, knocking the wind out- he sets up Justice onto the top, and goes for a superplex that HITS! Ouch, the height of that-"

Macklin: "He goes for a pin- but Justice kicks out, but he's feeling it, he's holding his back- and he's going for a tag, but bobby's put him in a headlock- cranking it in and Justice is going for a German suplex- no, Bobby flips over and behind and puts on a full nelson- Justice mule kicks and gets it, runs to the ropes and back for a cross body that Bobby caught- holy cow fall away slam and Justice ends up at the corner with MJ... MJ lariats him from the outside... Bobby pulls in his foot and covers again, but he kicks at two..."

Askin: "Justice tags in NED.... two Synergy members on opposite sides... they're getting face to face... and... and... they're pushing.. they're shoving, they're gonna go at it again, an- WHAT? They've both shoved MJ off the apron!!"

Macklin: "Synergy backs Synergy... they're sliding out of the ring to meet MJ again... MJ shoots up and goes to blasts away, folks, this is the PWT World Champion and the ICWA World Champion- and they're going at it and Bobby- no, he grabs MJ from behind into a full nelson and lifts, SLAMMING him into the guardrail, he's straddling it like anover priced donkey, Johnny!"

Askin: "And NED's got a chair and is going for MJ's head- but no, the ref grabs it from behind, what a great job by the officials- NED's getting in his face now- an dthe ref is warning him back- as Secuirty- they must have seperate Ace and McKnight.... NED shoves the ref! he turns around and plows into MJ as the ref calls for the bell, and NED is disqualified... he and Bobby are just raining down on him over and over, and pulling him from the crowd- NED puts the chair over his head and he's stomping the hell out of him!"

Macklin: "Bobby is working clean up crew, NED seems done, i think this is just a message for next week. MJ Storm, the PWT World Champion, may have bit off more than he can chew when it comes to Dangerously...."

Askin: "Synergy is leaving, as MJ Storm is sitting up..."

[ The scene fades in as Summer and Chanel are walking through the W2k parking lot. They stop as they see a huge fire pit in front of them. The flames are beginning to get bigger as there is a two by four standing on both sides of the fire pit. The two by four as a small gash in it big enough to hold a pole on it. As they stare at the fire some masked person dressed in all black comes up behind them and nails them both over the head with the baseball bat Sampson which looks very familiar. They start to fall forward as the person grabs them both and pulls them away from the fire. You can hear laughing in the background as Image walks up to the masked person smiling. ]

Image: Wow, that was a little to easy.

Masked Person: We're not done yet.

[ The person smirks as the walk over to the other side of the fire and grabs some rope and a huge pole. Bringing them back over near Image. The person tosses Image some rope to start binding Summers hands and feet as they bind Chanel up. The two of them finish using some of the rope as the two ladies feet and hands are bound up. Masked one grabs the pole and sets it inbetween the two ladies as she begins to turn each one of them on there sides. Image grabs the rest of the rope and starts to tie the two ladies to the pole as their backs are both facing the pole. Once that job is done Image and the masked one pick up the pole and walk over to the fire raising it above the head and places the pole onto both of the two by fours. Image smirks as it looks like the wood is starting to burn so it begins to crack. It doesn't look like it'll take too long before the ladies are roasted pigs. Image walks over to shake the masked persons hand.

Summer and Chanel hang helplessly over the raging fire, and the camera pans over to where Image is standing. She’s smiling sadistically, obviously pleased at what’s taking place. As the Masked One continues to torment the two girls, Image speaks.]

Image: "Isn’t this fun? It sure as hell is for me! How about you?"

[ The Masked One looks over at Image and grins. ]

Masked One: "Having a ball, Image!"

Image: "Yeah, I figured you would. See, THIS is my kind of fun. I’m sure it sucks for the two of you, but hey…what are you going to do, right? I mean, this is all your own fault. You two wanted to play games; well, now we’re gonna play games the way my friend and I like to play them. What’s wrong, girls? You don’t look like you’re having a good time anymore. Why? Y’all were all smiles when you were shipping me off to Mexico. Why aren’t you smiling now?"

[ Image looks at the two women and grins. ]

Masked One: Well they did want to burn now they just got burnt.

Image: "Well, I’d love to stay here and chat, but I’m kind of hungry. Oh, masked one…whatta ya say we go and get some pie? My treat.

Masked One: I'd love too...

Eddie Macklin: "OH MY GOD, I hope we get some help out there soon... for those girls..."

Askin: "There goes the second match of the tourney... thing... damn. Over a fire? Isn't that a bit... I dunno, over the top?"

Eddie Macklin: "Show must go on... Ladies and gentlemen it's time for your main event, and it promises to be a good one."

Johnny Askin: "Christian Michaels verus James Tsnumai, I can't wait. Michaels' better kick Tsnuami's ass all over this arena."

Eddie Macklin: "Well the sounds of "Cochise" means James Tsnunami is on his way down, and Johnny, listen to the crowd cheer him on."

Johnny Askin: "Crowd's are stupid, Eddie. They never cheer the better athlete, only the one who's willing to suck-up to them."

Eddie Macklin: "Well, Tsnunami is a phenomnal athlete, so don't take that away from him, Johnny."

Johnny Askin: "And here comes MY MAN, The Southeren Heartthrob Christian Michaels.

Eddie Macklin: "Listen to the crowd boo him. They're really rooting for Tsnumai."

Johnny Askin: "Ah, who cares?"

Eddie Macklin: "The fans do, Johnny, and they buy the tickets."

Johnny Askin: "..."

Eddie: "Well, now it's time to get this match underway. Neither man seems to want to lock up right away, they seem to be sizing each other up."

Johnny: "They're developing strategies, Eddie. Neither man wants to make a mistake, and they each want to walk out the victor. To do so, they have to have the perfect stratetgy, thus, they are building them."

Eddie: "And there's the first lock up. Both men struggle for control, but Tsunami is backing Christian Michaels up into the corner. The referee calls for a clean break. Tsunami backs off, but OH, cheap shot by Christian Michaels."

Johnny: "That depends on how you define cheap, Eddie. I call that a brilliant mind game."

Eddie: "Well whatever you want to call it, it sure got James Tsunami riled up. He just tried to rip Christian's head off."

Johnny: "But Christian wisely got out of the ring. The Southern Heartthrob is a smart man, Eddie. He knows exactly what he's doing."

Eddie: "But now Tsunami has a handful of Michaels' hair, a big right hand sends Christian flat onto the apron."

Johnny: "Disqualifiy Tsunami referee! Hairpulling and closed fists are illegal!"

Eddie: 'Well the referee has decided to let this match continue and... OUCH! Tsunami with a baseball slide that sends Christian's body hurtling through the air and crashing into the steel guard rail. Michaels will definately feel thati n the morning."

Johnny: "Don't get all excited Eddie, it's still early. Michaels is just letting Tsunami get confident, and then Michaels will take full control."

Eddie: "Whatever you say, Johnny, we'll see if that predicition holds up. Anyway, Tsunami has gotten out of the ring, and the ten count has started. Referee Rufus isn't going to let this one turn into a pier six brawl, as Gordon Solie would say. Tsunami with a big open handed chop to Christian's bare chest. The crowd likes that, another one. They're already leaving handprints, Johnny."

Johnny: "I can see that, Eddie. Poor Christian, how dare Tsunami defile Christian's body with such vicious chops. Come on Christian, fight back."

Eddie: "Right now, Christian's just trying to avoid those vicious chops. He rolls back into the ring, but Tsunami is right in after him. Christian's trying to crawl across the ring, but Tsunami bounces off the ropes and... big elbow to the small of the back."

Johnny: "You know, the more I think about it, those should be illegal."

Eddie: "Why?"

Johnny: "An elbow to the small of the back could cripple someone. These men make their living off of wrestling, I'm going to start a petition to outlaw an elbow to the small of the back!"

Eddie: "Tsunami is still in control with that body slam. Now a... a body vice? I haven't seen one of these in ages, they're not common any more, but they're brilliantly effective."

Johnny: "You know Eddie, as much as I can't stand these guys from the British Wrestling Alliance, this Tsunami kd has been taking it right to the King of PWT, and runner up in the 2004 God of Wrestling tournament. Hey now! Why is he grinding his forearm against Christian's face, that's not right. Rhya definately won't appreciate that."

Eddie: "Well, that's actually an acient technique to force a submission. You wrap your opponent up with your legs, then use the bone in your forearm across their face to grate their skin. I've heard it's incredibly painful, as we can probably guess from the howls of Christian Michaels."

Johnny: "Yes well, we're in America and it's 2006. Fans want to see people light each other on fire, hit each other with barbed wire, and jump off of three story houses onto concrete."

Eddie: "What the hell?"

Johnny: "That's sarcasm"

Eddie: "Uh, don't do sarcasm on the air, Johnny. Sheesh. Tsunami is climbing to the top rope, what's he planning? Flying Body Press... NO! Christian Michaels rolls out of the way."

Johnny: "Ha ha! Tsunami tried for the high risk move and he crashed and burned. Come on Christian, get up and take control!"

Eddie: "Well Johnny, it seems that the former W2K Champion can hear you, because he's definately on his feet, and he's got Tsunami up. A hard right hand from the proud Tennesseian. Now a forearm. Christian's riled up now."

Johnny: "And you don't want to rile up a Southerner..."

Eddie: "Anyway, big irish whip from Michaels, clothesline. Bounces off the ropes, leg drop. Christian pulls James Tsunami up, kick to the gut, standard suplex."

Johnny: "A lot of people don't understand this Eddie, but a regular suplex is one of the most effective, basic moves there is. It's a relatively simple move, but it drives the wind out of your opponent, while also causing fluid to build around his spine, which can limit his ability to move, and thus increase your ability to hit offensive moves."

Eddie: "Christian's climbing up top, what's he thinking? He's leaping off, I think he's going for- yes he is. SOUTHERN CLIMATE! That could be it Johnny. One... Two... Thr... NO! Tsunami kicks out."

Johnny: "Damn it, come on Christian, stay on him. There you go. Look at those boots right to the chest, Eddie. He's really taking it to Tsunami now."

Eddie: "Tsuami is trying to fight it off though, the kid has some heart. What the... Tsunami with a roll up! One...Two... Three... Wait, no three count. Christian managed to kick out a two ninety-nine hundreths."

Johnny: "Whew. Both wrestlers are up. Christian ducks an attempted clothesline. Kick to the gut. Just Like That! This should be it. One... Two... Three! YES! Christian Michaels wins."

Eddie: "What an effort put up by James Tsunami though. Hats off to him."

Askin: And Christian is going to leave the ring- his hand raised high, and both men should be proud, they both put in alot of effort and had a great contest."

Macklin: "I'm alittle disappointed. We never did find out what that cage was for-"

Askin: "Maybe next time, Eddie- but Christian-"

Macklin: "OH MY GOD! TRAVIS ONEAL!"

Askin: "ONeal has just made good on his threats, he's just plowed into CM with a spear on the rampway!"

Macklin: "Christian Micahels has been laid out, he's just went through an agonizing match with James Tsunami, and now- oh man, he's lifting him up and onto his shoulder- he's ran him into the ringpost face first, Johnny!"

Askin: "Security was just here! W2K security has broken down tonight, they're everywhere!"

Macklin: "Travis has picked up the ring steps and he's... RUN THEM INTO CHRISTIANS HEAD!"

Askin: "Where's Synergy when you need them?!'

Macklin: "Christian is laid out, and he's DROPPED THE STEPS ONTO HIM! ONeal is out to take Christian out of the business right here, and right now! Christian is busted wide open and Travis is just laying down the fists into his cuts!! Someone stop this, this isn't a match it's not even scheduled, i don't even think Travis is in W2K-"

Askin: "Another blow from the steps, and you can hear the sickening sound of metal on cranium, fans! Holy shit, it's just nasty. He's covered in his own life force now- ONeal's picks him up and- he's raking him into the damn ringpost again!"

Macklin: "Travis is heading back up the ramp... satisified I bet."

Askin: "Look on the bright side. It can't get any worse than this for Christian Micha-"

Macklin: "Why is 'Walk' playing?"

Askin: "Hamid Ismaili is on stage, and there's JT kash...."

Hamid: "JT Kash has decided to cash in his ONE favor from me. JT kash and Christian Michaels will now wrestle in a cage match. Lower the damned thing."

Askin: "THATS WHAT THE CAGE IS FOR!"

Macklin: "JT Kash planned this all along?!"

Askin: "It seems so, the cage is lowering, and Jt's picked up Christian, and is throwing him into the ring. JT follows and stomps away, ripping CM up... and the cage is in place and JT just takes CM like a battering ram into the sidse of the cage!"

Macklin: "This isn't fair! CM's already busted to pieces by his match with James and his attack by Travis! OH! He rammed him again, and you can tell that the nostalgia that the people here in San Antonio felt for JT Kash is now wearing thin. You hear those boos?"

Askin: "It's hard to be a fan of a person who'd sink this low-"

Macklin: "JT Kash is- HE JUST GOT NAILED! CM he punched him in the face in defiance- and JT Kash returns the blow and rocks CM- but CM falls back into the ropes and comes back with a wild swing that JT Kash ducks, Cm spins and falls back before JT can hit the 'Sweet Chin Music'- JT Kash has almost lost his balance, and CM grabs his leg- he's pushied him down and is going for an Ankle Lock- but JT has kicked him away- CM misses another attack, probably from all the blood in his eyes, and JT takes him by the ahir and mashes his face into that fencing, oh my god... He'd dragging him up to the top of the cage with him..."

Askin: "You can only wonder what the hell is gonna happen next-"

Macklin: "They're at the top- and JT Kash is standing, CM is straddled on the top of the cage... he's cradling MC's head, Johnny- and OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! SIXTEEN FEET, AND JT KASH DROPS CM IN WITH A STIG-"

Askin: "THE RING IMPLODED! THE RING IMPLODED!"

Macklin: "HOLY GOD! Listen the holy shit chants- JT Kash has 'Stigma Killer' 'ed Christian Michaels form the top of the cage, and THROUGH the god damned ring!"

Askin: "JT Kash is sending a message, Eddie-"

Macklin: "JT Kash is climbing out of the hole, and look at that, his glazed over eyes shows he's hurt and he's still smirking, god, I hate that asshole."

Askin: "He's standing atop Christian, and holding up his arms..."

Macklin: "ONE! TWO! THREE! The asshole did it! the God of Assholes is what that asshole is- damn asshole!"

Askin: "Do you have to say asshole over and over!"

Macklin: "THATS WHAT HE IS! AN ASSHOLE! He's worse than Johnny Legend!"

Askin: "Hey, I love Johnny Legend!"

Macklin: "I hope JT Kash is damned proud of himself!! We are out of time but you can bet that won't stop JT Kash from gloating! We'll hear about this all the way to Ohio!"

[ Fade. End. ]

Terri: "Whoa... what about my match?"

Hamid: "What about it?"

Terri: "I want my match."

Hamid: "That match. Well, since it didn't take place, I guess Summer Stratus will face Image Johnson NEXT week on RAGE for the Championess Title."

Terri: "WHAT?"

Hamid: "Well what do you want me to do? Chanel was almost roasted alive, and my damn ring is imploded because of a big headed prick."

Terri: ".... fine, but you're gonna pay for this. And so is Image."

[ Now we fade to black. End. (c) 2006, W2K Unlimited, Inc. ]