[A view of Cito Conarri and Steven Styles sitting at their announcing booth comes up on the screen.]

Cito: Okay folks, it�s time to get underway with the FNL title matchup! We�ll go by video feed to the Sunset Park showroom, a car showroom, where Tracy Richter is about to defend his FNL title against Mark Daniels!

Styles: I swear, I have no idea how IWA can afford to play for all of the places they destroy for these FNL matches!

Cito: With ratings, Steven! The FNL matches draw a huge viewing audience!

Styles: I wish I could believe you, Cito. Hmmm�I wonder�

[Finally, the video feed from the Sunset Park showroom cuts in, showing Tracy Richter and Mark Daniels standing on the street outside, which has been blocked of all traffic. Richter is wearing his black singlet with white trim, over which is his somewhat worn �IWA STAFF� t-shirt. Daniels is in his usual attire of loose fitting blue jeans and an Aftermath 187 jersey. The referee is giving them a bit of a pre-match talk, while behind them, a group of paramedics prepare themselves. The camera sweeps over the showroom, a building of almost entirely glass. Inside are a variety of cars, all expensive, ranging from a Porsche 911 to a Dodge Viper to a Ferrari Spyder to a Calloway Corvette. The crowd ooohs, aaaahs, and cheers for the expensive cars. The lighting of the building is fluorescent, the tubes hanging from the high ceiling on long poles.]

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: No, there�s no way that IWA can pay for all of these cars, not to mention the repairs the building will need, with ratings! I KNOW! I�ve figured it out!

Cito: Okay, I�ll bite. Where do they get the money, Steven?

Styles: From my paycheque! Obviously someone of my fame and stature should get payed far, far more than I do!

Cito: Steven, we get paid the same, and you don�t even do anything!

Styles: My presence is enough, Cito. It�s my presence that brings ratings to this show, not some stupid hardcore fights in local hot spots! You can�t possibly expect to make the same as me, but you do! And it�s all because the IWA is stealing money from me!

Cito: Oh brother. Okay, looks like they�re ready to go! The referee is escorting them to the front door, and�Daniels not waiting for the match to start! He shoves Richter from behind, sending him face first through the glass doors! Richter didn�t even have time to take off his t-shirt!

[Glass shatters and sprays everywhere as Daniels follows Richter through the hole in the glass door, giving Richter a boot before Richter is able to get up.]

Cito: Richter quickly to his feet now, Daniels taking a step back, but not fast enough as Richter hits a standing dropkick! And both men hit the glass on the floor!

Styles: Obviously this is going to be a good match, if there�s blood already!

[Not much blood yet, but Richter gets some cuts on his knees, while both men get some cuts on their hands as they try to get up.]

Cito: And both men up, trading blows! Daniels with the Irish-whip, reversed by Richter, and Daniels goes through a window back onto the street!

Styles: Come on guys, the match is supposed to be INSIDE the showroom!

Cito: The ref motioning for the men to move back inside, and Daniels complies with a shove that sends Richter through the next window! There�s glass everywhere, but Richter manages to keep his feet, leaning against a car!

Styles: A car? That�s not a car, Cito. That�s a 2003 Ferrari Maranello. It�s a dream machine!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: And Daniels rushing Richter, hitting a spear that sends both men onto the hood of the car! Richter hammering away at the head of Daniels, who won�t let go of Richter! Daniels manages to get up, with his arms still wrapped around Richter, and hits a belly-to-belly suplex on the windshield of the car!

[OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: It�WAS a dream machine. It sounds like the fans are more into the cars than the wrestlers, and I for one can�t blame them!

Cito: It definitely is amazing to see wrestlers of this caliber beating the crap out of each other on such beautiful cars! Daniels up, and delivers an elbow drop to the chest of Richter, who�s trying not to fall into the interior of the car through the hole they put in the windshield!

Styles: The back of Richter�s neck and shoulders are sure bleeding now! That�s windshield glass he�s laying in! Much better quality than regular glass!

Cito: Daniels trying for another elbow drop, and Richter rolls out of the way! Daniels� elbow knocks the rest of the windshield in, and he falls headfirst into the car!

Styles: Maranello, Cito. They have names for a reason.

Cito: Richter up, and grabs Daniels by the ankle as he struggles to push himself backwards out of the car! And Daniels bleeding badly from his elbow, Richter from the back of his head and neck! Richter now, dragging Daniels out of the car by his ankle!

Styles: Daniels is getting dragged right through all that glass, face down! I love it!

[Daniels� hands, elbows, and chin take a brutal scraping from the shattered glass as he gets pulled backwards through the windshield of the Ferrari. As soon as Richter has Daniels on the hood of the car again, he sits on Daniels� back, applying the�]

Cito: Boston Crab by Richter, on the hood of the Ferrari!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: Do they cheer every time we say Ferrari?

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Daniels shows no sign of tapping, and I�m not surprised! Daniels has never before tapped out in his career!

Styles: Ferrari.

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: Hey, I like this!

Cito: And Richter finally breaks the hold, after trying to wear Daniels down! Richter up, and delivers a forward-falling elbow drop! It connects with the spine of Daniels! And now Richter turns him over for a cover�

[Richter rolls Daniels over, who�s waiting with a hard right hand to the jaw!]

Cito: Richter knocked back by that hard right hand from Daniels, who follows it up with another! Daniels sitting up, hammering away at Richter! Richter blocks, and fires back with a right hand of his own! Daniels blocks, and brings his legs up for a head scissors! Richter falls off the hood of the Ferrari to the glass-covered floor below, and Daniels won�t release the head-scissors!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: Haha, you did it again Cito! You said Ferrari!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Stop it, Steven. Daniels, still on the hood of the car, has his legs locked around Richter�s neck, while Richter is on the floor leaning against the�car. Richter surges forward, and Daniels has nothing to grip on the hood of the car! Daniels slides off the hood of the car, causing him to break the hold on Richter, who rolls away to safety!

Styles: Obviously rolling around isn�t a good thing in there�look at Richter�s shirt! It�s getting all cut up!

Cito: Not to mention his skin! There�s glass everywhere, and both men are bleeding from dozens of small cuts! Richter now walking toward the shattered doorway again, Daniels up and following a moment later.

Styles: What�s Richter doing?

[Richter bends over to pick something up. Daniels starts to rush him from behind, and Richter spins around with the door handle, connecting with the skull of the rushing Daniels!]

Cito: Daniels down! Those doors were solid glass, except for the stainless steel handles! Richter now with the door handle, beating the stunned Mark Daniels!

[Richter takes a few more shots at Daniels with the stainless steel door handle before tossing it aside and picking Daniels up by the hair and walking him further into the showroom.]

Cito: Richter whipping Daniels into the side panel of a Hummer!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: They do it for the word Hummer too?

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: And to think I loved that word before, back in the Bill Clinton days! Now it�s even better!

[Daniels bounces head-first off the dent-resistant side panel of the bright yellow Hummer (the kind with an open box), leaving a bloody streak behind, before Richter picks him up by the hair once more and lays into him with the knife-edge chops.]

SMACK!

[OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!]

SMACK!

Cito: Richter leaving welts across Daniels� chest here, and�and Daniels gets a knee up into the gut of Richter! What a show of strength and resiliency by Daniels, as he picks Richter up in a vertical suplex�

[OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: They were too close to the Hummer, and Richter falls into the back of the Hummer instead of hitting the floor!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Richter down in the box, and Daniels down on the floor!

Styles: Daniels hit his head on those 24-inch rims! Beautiful!

Cito: Richter stirring, Daniels still dazed! Richter up, surveying the scene�up on the side of the box�SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT OFF THE HUMMER!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Richter goes for the cover!

Styles: He�s got it in the bag after that! 1� � 2� �

Cito: NO! Daniels kicks out!

Styles: Unbelievable!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: And I can�t tell who the crowd is cheering for, Richter, Daniels, or the Hummer!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

[Daniels is completely dazed, and looks like he can hardly see straight. Richter picks him up by the hair and delivers another knife-edge chop.]

SMACK!

[OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: And Richter leaving some more welts on the chest of Mark Daniels!

SMACK!

[OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Daniels firing back with a kick to the gut, and a quick whip to the Porsche!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: Good grief it�s easy to get a cheer out of this crowd tonight! Porsche!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Wow, Steven. They�re actually cheering for something you said!

Styles: I know! It�s�HEY!

Cito: Daniels follows Richter and starts laying in the punches on the hood of the Porsche!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Richter�s dazed, and Daniels slams his head on the hood!

[A Richter-sized dent shows on the hood of the Porsche, and Richter falls to the floor. Daniels pounds his fist on the dent again, and the hood pops open, the mechanism damaged too much to hold. After all, these are sports cars, built to be lightweight as opposed to ultra-strong.]

Cito: Daniels picking up Richter, and�putting his head in the trunk! It looks like he�s going to slam the trunk on Richter�s head!

Styles: I love it! Here we go!

[Richter�s head is inside the hood�err, trunk of the Porsche. Daniels reaches up to bring the hood down on Richter�s head, when Richter swings wildly behind him and hits a groggy low-blow on Daniels!]

Styles: Well, that�s almost as good!

Cito: Richter up, and he hits a chop to the back of Daniels� neck! Now Daniels has his head in the trunk, and Richter reaches for the hood�Daniels gets an arm up to block the hood coming down! Now both men are up, Daniels with a left hand, blocked by Richter�but Daniels grabs Richter by the head and rams his head sideways into the hood, which is open at head-level!

Styles: What a terrible thing to do to a Porsche!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Daniels, with a backwards whip to Richter, sending him stumbling backwards through another window! Daniels follows, going for a quick pin! 1� � 2� �

Cito: Richter kicks out! And Daniels picks him up, and tosses him physically through the next window in line!

Styles: And right into that Volkswagen!

[�Crickets chirping�]

Styles: Wait a minute�what the hell is a Volkswagen doing in here?!

Cito: Daniels grabs Richter by the head, and smashes his head into the side mirror of the Volkswagen! The mirror comes off, and Daniels stoops to grab it�double axehandle to the back of Daniels� neck by Richter! Daniels down, and now Richter with the mirror, smashes it into the face of Daniels! And another forward-falling elbow drop by Richter!

[Richter gets up and prepares for another forward-falling elbow drop, but Daniels kicks his legs out from under him.]

Cito: Richter down, and Daniels up! Richter starting to his feet here, and a savage kick to the face by Daniels! Richter down again, and Daniels grabs him by the hair, smashing his face into the right headlight of the Volkswagen Beetle!

Styles: MORE shattered glass! Whooo!

Cito: And now Daniels smashing Richter�s face into the other headlight! Richter down! And Daniels is looking around for a weapon!

[Daniels looks around for a handy weapon for a moment, before looking up to see the fluorescent tubes suspended from the ceiling in their light boxes by long poles.]

Cito: And Daniels is climbing on top of the Volkswagen, grabbing a hold of that lighting!

Styles: He�s trying to pull it free! Haha! He almost has it, too!

Cito: Richter up, and he pulls Daniels� feet out from under him! Daniels, still hanging onto the lights, hangs suspended! Richter with a hold of his ankle, pulling hard!

Styles: The light broke! Hahahahaha! I love this stuff!

[One side of the fluorescent lighting breaks, sending Daniels down hard onto the Volkswagen! The lights flicker, but keep running, as they hang from their other end.]

Cito: And Richter, thrown off balance by the sudden release, falls backward into the back of the nearby Mercedes M-Class SUV!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: He hit his head on the trailer hitch, it doesn�t look like he�ll be getting up soon!

Cito: Daniels gets up slowly from the dent he left in the roof of that Volkswagen, and drops on Richter for the cover! 1� � 2� �

[Above them, the lights sway once more before finally breaking off completely in a shower of sparks.]

Cito: Thre�OH MY GOD! The lights just fell on the referee!

Styles: Hahahahaha! I can�t believe this! That light box just fell down and clipped the ref right on the noggin! He�s out cold!

Cito: Daniels had the match won, too!

Styles: But the ref never made the count, so the match continues!

[Daniels obviously doesn�t realize that the ref is out cold, and holds the pin for a few more seconds before finally releasing it and looking around. The paramedics have come in and are seeing to the fallen referee, while IWA staff sends for another referee.]

Cito: Daniels looking around, not sure if he�s won the match or not! Now Richter seems to be coming to a little, lifting his head up, but Daniels isn�t paying attention to Richter.

Styles: He�s trying to talk to the ref! He wants to know if he won the match or not! This is hilarious!

Cito: Apparently Daniels doesn�t think so! The paramedic�s send him away�and Richter is up, and holding the lights! DANIELS TAKES THE LIGHTS TO THE FACE!! DANIELS DOWN!

Styles: Here comes a replacement referee, just as the paramedics are starting to haul away the original ref!

Cito: Richter dragging Daniels over toward the Hummer again, setting him down on the cold concrete beside the Hummer! And Daniels is barely conscious!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Richter climbing into the box of the Hummer�

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: Going all the way up top! Richter, from the roof of the Hummer�TWISTING SENTON BOMB OFF THE TOP OF THE HUMMER!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Styles: Beautiful!!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

Cito: And there�s no hope left for Daniels! The new ref makes the count! 1� � 2� �

Cito: THREE! And Tracy Richter has once again successfully defended his title!

Styles: And ruined a lot of good cars in the process! I�ve gotta have a talk with this guy, he�s costing me a FORTUNE! That Ferrari�s really gonna hurt my paycheque!

[RRRAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!]

[The ref raises Richter�s arm in victory. Richter is covered in blood from dozens of cuts all over his body, his IWA STAFF t-shirt is cut up pretty badly, but he looks better than Mark Daniels, who appears to be unconscious. Paramedics come over to see to him.]

Cito: And it appears that they�ve come to a decision!

Styles: They still don�t look too happy about it!

[Someone in an IWA STAFF shirt brings over a cordless mic to the first referee, then pats Tracy on the back gently and gives a thumbs-up before retreating to behind the camera.]

Styles: They�ll be picking glass out of their faces for weeks! What a match! I still think Daniels got screwed though.

Cito: I�m sure that is going to be under review in the upcoming weeks. There were two referees, the original and a second one. The second ref awarded the win to Richter, the first ref is still knocked out. We�ll be back to more Shockwave action, this time at the arena, after the break!

[The scene fades out on a scene of Richter and Daniels sitting on gurneys right next to each other, receiving treatment from paramedics.]

CONTINUE

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