Sunday 27th April
Live from the Skydome, Toronto, Ontario

The C-TV logo fades in and out, and into a preview video. We begin on footage of the main event at Origins, as Scottie Rayda wins the Creation Heavyweight title, before the video takes us to footage from the Creation Wrestling debut of Rude Boy.

Rude Boy; ...but what are you gonna do, when Rude Boy decides to screw with you? Oi!

We then see footage from the following week, as El Kabong Jr's challenge is answered by Scottie Rayda, before Rude Boy is finally added to the matchup. The final clip of the video comes from the last Genesis, and the three way confrontation between the three opponents. The video ends on a shot of Scottie Rayda, standing over the bloodied Rude Boy with the title in his hands. A 3D version of the Force Of Nature logo spins onto the screen.

Voiceover; And now, Creation Wrestling proudly presents...Force Of Nature...

The logo disappears, and as we cut to the arena, a huge explosion takes place on the stage. Two smaller explosions happen either side, and a final one in the centre drowns out the sound of two rockets screaming towards the roof of the Skydome. They explode over the crowd, cracking into hundreds of sparks overhead. The thunderous noise of an earthquake fills the arena, almost shaking it as another huge explosion lights the stage. The lights flash on, strobe lights circling the screaming fans as "Force Of Nature" plays in the beginning of the PPV!

Dean Nathaniel; Welcome to the Toronto Skydome! Tonight Creation Wrestling is live in front of 65,000 fans, and millions more watching at home as three superstars compete for the ultimate prize! Robert, it doesn't get much bigger or better than this!

Robert Purcell; Indeed it doesn't! This is a huge night for everyone involved!

Dean Nathaniel; And in particular, our Heavyweight champion! It is the day of reckoning for Scottie Rayda, as he defends against both Rude Boy and El Kabong Jr in a triple threat No Disqualification match! But Robert, tonight Cracker Jack makes his return to wrestling, accompanying Chris Cairns to the ring for his match with Chris Ponger! It is sure to be an emotional encounter!

Robert Purcell; Wednesday night was just a taste of what is in store for Chris Ponger. Tonight Cracker Jack and Chris Cairns are going to take the word 'pain' to a whole new level!

Dean Nathaniel; Well before they attempt to do that, we've the small matter of two title bouts to attend to, including a tag team steel cage match! This is going to be a night to remember!

The lights slowly dim down to black, as an eerie silence falls over the crowd. The sounds of far-off footsteps are heard for a moment, and all of a sudden an image of a tidal wave tears through the big screen, as the lights rush back on. "Surfin' USA" by Pennywise hits, immediately met by a pop from the crowd as twin white pyros shoot up on either side of the stage. In the midst of the fireworks and music, Drachen Hall walks out onto the stage with his mentor, Chris Steele, following close behind. The two fighters walk out onto the top of the ramp, the pop having now turned to jeers.

Dean Nathaniel; Well after such a long wait, Drachen Hall finally gets what he feels is a long deserved shot at some gold here in Creation Wrestling.

Robert Purcell; And I don't think he'll dissappoint. Remember, he has the genius of Chris Steele in his corner, a man who has won everything but the kitchen sink!

Dean Nathaniel; Who'd want to win a kitchen sink?

Robert Purcell; Mine's a bit blocked, so I wouldn't mind a new one!

Drachen looks out to the ring as Steele taunts the crowd, before solemnly walking down the ramp as muted blue fireworks race up either side of the ramp, and back down again. Drachen stops at the end of the ramp as Steele continues to follow, and looks both ways to the crowd, before sprinting into the ring. He rolls in and uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet, waiting for his opponent as Steele walks around the apron, shouting encouragement to his student.

Dean Nathaniel; I would expect this to be a great wrestling match! Both of these men have more than proved themselves over the past few weeks, recording some very impressive wins over the likes of Blade Arkhan and, in Dias's case, Scottie Rayda!

The lights around the entrance dim as jungle sounds fill the arena, accompanied by images of Brazil on the video screen. "Roots Bloody Roots" erupts and tribal light patterns swirl across the entrance, before turning to yellow and green strobes as Marcello Dias and Angelina walk out onto the top of the ramp. Dias raises his belt into the air to cheers from the majority of the fans inside the Skydome, before taking off down the rampway and diving into the ring, holding the ropes open for Angelina. Angelina poses on one side of the ring as Dias assumes a Capoeira stance, psyching himself out for the beginning of the contest. The referee shows his belt off to the crowd as Steele gives Hall a few last minute words of advice.

Dean Nathaniel; Dias looks ready to defend his International title tonight. Hall has a tough task on his hands, as Dias is yet to concede a pinfall or submission loss in Creation Wrestling!

Robert Purcell; Tonight's the night that all changes, Dean. I just hope he's kissed it goodbye, I'm not too fond of farewells!

The bell rings, and Hall and Dias circle the ring as Steele and Angelina urge them on. They tie up, and Dias quickly gets the better with a Japanese armdrag. He then drags Hall back to his feet by the arm and whips him into the ropes. Hall comes running back at Dias and catches him totally off his guard, taking him down to the mat with an almighty spear. Hall lands on top of Dias and begins to punch away furiously at his head with a mad flurry, before springing back to his feet and taunting the crowd, who let him know exactly what they think of him. Hall quickly runs over to the corner and jumps up onto the top turnbuckle. He waits for Dias to get to his feet, before springing off the turnbuckle, sailing through the air and hitting Dias square in the face with a missile dropkick. Dias falls to the ground and Hall goes for the cover, trying to get the quick three count. Dias gets his shoulder up at the count of two.

Dean Nathaniel; A good start by both men, but Hall must realise that it's gonna take much more than that to take out Dias.

Robert Purcell; I'm sure Hall knows that already! He is coached by Chris Steele, in case you've forgotten!

Hall quickly drags Dias back to his feet and backs him into the corner. Hall lets rip with a series of quick knife-edge chops, before climbing up on Dias and punching away at his head as some members of the crowd count along. Hall gets in a total of fourteen punches before the referee pulls him down. The referee gets right in the face of Hall, warning him of the consequences, but Hall protests as Dias shakes off the cobwebs in the corner, before rushing out and hitting Hall with a stunning Cyclone Kick! The fans cheer as Hall falls to the ground, his eyes glazed over. Dias goes over to the corner and climbs up to the top rope, and the fans get to their feet as he signals for the Copo de Gra�a. However, just as he is about to fly, Hall springs to his feet and runs into the ropes, making a rather unfortunate Marcello Dias fall delicates-first onto the top turnbuckle. Dias gasps in pain as Hall turns to Steele and gives a goofy smile.

Robert Purcell; That's a painful one for Marcello's lucky charms!

Dean Nathaniel; I'll say!

Robert Purcell; I'm surprised he isn't vomiting sperm after th...

Dean Nathaniel; Alright, that's enough.

Hall climbs up the turnbuckle beside Dias, both men now on the top. Hall punches away at the head of Marcello Dias a couple of times, before hooking him up and looking to superplex him down to the mat below. However, Dias keeps his right foot hooked underneath the turnbuckle. Hall tries a second time to superplex Dias, but Marcello just will not budge. Hall goes a third time, but Dias isn't going anywhere. Hall delivers a few more punches to the head of his opponent as the two men remain in a very precarious position. Dias responds with a few punches of his own and nearly knocks Hall off of the turnbuckle, but Drachen regains his balance and rakes his fingers over Dias' face, bringing a series of jeers from the fans. Hall tries one more time for that superplex, lifting Marcello high up into the air. However, Dias shows great skill, plonking himself down on the shoulders of Hall and taking him crashing to the mat with a spectacular hurracanrana, which gets the crowd on their feet! Both men lie on the mat, trying to get their breath back after the move.

Dean Nathaniel; That was spectacular! That was amazing!

Robert Purcell; That was desperation!

Dias is the first to get to his feet, Drachen Hall following his lead shortly afterwards. The two men meet in the middle of the ring in a tie-up, both trying to gain the advantage. Dias knees Hall in the stomach, before whipping him hard into the ropes. However, Hall comes back and hits Dias with a hard clothesline. Hall quickly picks Dias up and whips him hard into the turnbuckle with all his might. Dias hits the turnbuckle with brutal impact, shoulder-first. He staggers back out, holding his shoulder in immense pain as Hall sneaks up behind him, scoops him up and sends him crashing back to the mat with an Angle Slam! Dias hits the canvas hard, landing awkwardly on his shoulder again! Hall goes for the pin, but can only get the two count as Dias kicks out cleanly.

Dean Nathaniel; An escape for Dias there!

Robert Purcell; After that little exchange, he'll have to watch that bum shoulder of his!

Hall gets back to his feet and begins to stomp away on the chest of Dias, before picking him up by the scruff of the neck and backing him into the turnbuckle. Hall delivers some more knife-edge chops to Dias, before grabbing him by the wrist. Hall again goes to whip Dias hard into the opposite turnbuckle shoulder-first, but this time Dias counters, sending Hall crashing into the turnbuckle twice as hard. Hall's chin smacks off the top turnbuckle hard, his head snaps back, and he falls to the mat as Chris Steele looks on with concern written all over his face. Dias then straightens Hall out, before going over to the corner and climbing up to the top turnbuckle. Dias signals for it, and this time he manages to hit the grounded Drachen Hall with a thunderous Copo de Gra�a! The crowd stand in expectation as Dias goes for the pin, one, two, kickout!

Dean Nathaniel; That was a close close call for Drachen Hall! Chris Steele looks very worried!

Filled with adrenaline, Dias doesn't let the momentum slip. He picks Hall up by the hair and throws him into the ropes. Dias walks backwards into the opposite ropes, and Hall rebounds towards him. The next move brings the fans jumping to their feet as Dias grabs Hall, and belly to belly suplexes him over the top rope! Steele runs over to check on Hall straight away as he crashes into the matting with a brutal, sickening impact. Dias looks on from within the ring as Hall writhes in agony on the arena floor!

Dean Nathaniel; Good God! That was the most twisted belly to belly suplex I've ever seen! Such is the mastery of Marcello Dias that he can take a normal wrestling move and turn it into so much more!

Robert Purcell; Someone get the medics out here!

Chris Steele helps Drachen Hall back to his feet as the referee continues a rather lenient count. Hall forces himself back into the ring and onto his feet. Dias runs at him and takes him down with a clothesline, then goes for the cover, but can only get a count of two. Dias picks Hall up and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Hall responds by running back at Dias and knocking him down with a shoulder block. The momentum of the move sends Hall down to the mat too, and the two men take a moment out for a breather. Hall gets back up to his feet a few moments later as Dias gets up onto his knees. Hall grabs him, applying a painful looking reverse facelock, whilst hammering blows down across his chest. A few moments pass before Hall ends the hold, taking Dias down to the mat with a reverse DDT. Hall goes for the pin and very nearly gets the three count, but Dias kicks out!

Robert Purcell; Almost! Hall is getting closer and closer!

Dean Nathaniel; This is a testing match for both men!

Hall makes his way over to the turnbuckle and climbs his way to the very top, waiting for Dias to get to his feet. When Dias finally does so, Hall comes flying off and for the second time tonight, hits Dias with a missile dropkick to the face. Dias falls to the mat and Hall attempts the cover, but Dias again manages to kick out before the three count. Angelina shouts her support for Dias as he tries to get to his feet. Hall grabs him and attempts to suplex him, but Dias reverses and suplexes Hall to the mat! Dias then picks Hall up and drills him with a DDT. He goes for the pin, but again only gets the two count!

Dean Nathaniel; How many near falls are we going to see in this one?

Dias gets up, raising his arm into the air and gesturing to the excited crowd! They give him a cheer as he watches Hall gets up, coming up behind and raising Drachen onto his shoulders! He sets Hall up for the Furac�o, walking around the ring for a few moments as the crowd watches him! Hall manages to squirm out of the move, landing behind Dias with his arm hooked. He attempts a backslide, but Dias counters into one of his own! The referee drops to make a count, but Hall slides out of that too, planting his feet firmly on the ground. Dias stands up and swings a clothesline at Hall, which Drachen ducks, attempting to hit an Angle Slam! He raises Dias up, but this time the Brazilian manages to escape! He lands behind Hall himself, rolling him into a school boy for a count of one, two, kickout! The crowd gasp, and Dias holds his head as Hall escapes defeat!

Dean Nathaniel; This is a great matchup! The amount of reversals here makes for very exciting viewing!

Hall gets up, hitting the ropes as Dias gets up. Dias leapfrogs the attempted spear, Hall stopping dead as Dias attempts a superkick, and catching him by the foot! Dias attempts a twisted Enziguiri, only for Hall to dodge and see Dias land on his back. Hall keeps hold of Dias' legs, rolling forward into a bridge pin as the referee makes another close count!

Dean Nathaniel; Oh, so close again!

Robert Purcell; I have to admit, these two are putting on one hell of a show!

Dean Nathaniel; Talk about a good way to start things off here at Force Of Nature!

Hall stands up quickly as Dias turns around, catching him in position for The Lunatic High! The crowd gasp a sigh of relief as Dias elbows Hall away, before jumping up and attempting to deliver a hurracanrana! Hall moves his arms away, and Dias drops onto his feet as Hall catches him again, this time delivering The Lunatic High! He reaches over and makes a cover for one, two, shoulder up!

Robert Purcell; Oh my God! What the hell is it going to take?

Dean Nathaniel; These two men have thrown everything at one another thus far!

Hall gets up, waiting for Dias to stand as he prepares to deliver The Hallmark! Dias stands up and walks right into Hall's clutches, only for Dias to roll out of the move, grabbing Hall by the legs as he does so! He rolls into a pinning predicament, and the referee drops to count, but Drachen rolls through into the same cover, pinning Dias' shoulders down! Hall grabs a handful of tights as the referee checks Dias' shoulders to count the one, two, three! The bell sounds, and Drachen Hall is the new champion!

Robert Purcell; He did it! Drachen did it!

Dean Nathaniel; He had a handful of tights, come on!

Robert Purcell; Forget about that, Dean, we have a new champion!

Dean Nathaniel; Well as unjust as it is, the fact is that Drachen Hall has beaten Marcello Dias here tonight, and he is the third International Champion of Creation Wrestling!

Robert Purcell; And he just inflicted Dias' first defeat! Two birds with one stone!

Hall leaves the ring, raising the title over his head as the crowd jeer. Steele celebrates with him as Dias sits in the ring stewing over the loss, and Angelina argues with the referee. We cut backstage for the first time, and the fans erupt with a cheer as they see Rude Boy entering the arena from the parking lot, bag draped over his shoulder. He seems to be making his way towards the locker room area, walking past two very familiar looking young girls dressed in school uniform. He does a double take, then backsteps and stands next to them.

Rude Boy; Um, excuse me ladies...

Girls; Yes?

Rude Boy; You two look very familiar...are you in a pop band or something?

Girl 1; Yes, we are TATU! We're lesbi...

Rude Boy; Really? Huh...what are you doing at a wrestling pay-per-view?

Girl 1; We love wrestling...

Girl 2; ...almost as much as we love each other.

Girl 1; We are lesbians, you see.

The men in the crowd cheer, a few giving wolf-whistles as the two girls flutter their eyebrows at one another, and Rude Boy surveys the two of them as they stand there, holding hands.

Rude Boy; You know, I think I and the rest of the human population got that.

Girl 2; That means we kiss each other.

Girl 1; ...and fondle each other.

Girl 2; ...and make whoopie with each other.

This latest comment produces a rather loud cheer from the male segment of the crowd. The girls look around, smiling at the reaction as Rude Boy shakes his head. The girls turn back to him.

Girl 1; We have sex with each other, you see?

Rude Boy; Yeah yeah! I get the point already! Sheesh...but 'making whoopie'?

Girl 2; That is what it is called, nyet?

Rude Boy; Yeah, if you're twelve years old...or Kevin Smith. I gotta go...

Girl 1; Wait! Are you not attracted to us and our forbidden ways?

Girl 2; Yes, doesn't the fact that we make wet, sticky love to each other every night make you want to buy our album?

The girls try and entice Rude Boy in with a clinch, as he stands there shaking his head at them. Before they can get into anything, Rude Boy interrupts.

Rude Boy; Well it doesn't work for the Indigo Girls, so it doesn't get to work for the two of you little dolls either. Besides, I gots myself a full grown woman. She's not a lesbian, and not constantly reminding the world of her sexuality just to sell a couple more records. As a matter of fact, since you two are so good at being 'lesbians', you can go f**k yourselves! And get the hell out of here, your music sucks!

A mixture of cheers and boos are now heard, as Rude Boy walks away with a smile on his face. The two girls of TATU look at Rude Boy in shock, with the fans now chanting in support of The Original Smartass. The girls turn back to one another.

Girl 1; He resisted our lesbian charms!

The scene cuts back to the arena as the crowd waits in silence, but the quiet is soon broken as a huge blue pyro explodes in front of the stage. The music goes straight into the chorus of "Learn To Fly" by Foo Fighters, and the crowd let out a brief pop for the entrance of Ethan Sebastian. He walks out onto the stage, staring out at the crowd, and making a few cocky comments as he swaggers down the aisle.

Dean Nathaniel; This match was a grudge confrontation as it was, but after the events of Wednesday night?

Robert Purcell; The presence of Seven brings a short temper to any confrontation, Dean.

Dean Nathaniel; Just what Seven stands to make from an allegiance with Gamblers Anonymous is beyond me, but the fact remains that, for tonight at least, the three of them are on the same wavelength.

Pyro bursts in a circle at the top of the ramp, and Jeff Maverick rises through a hole in the stage in his ring attire. The pyro goes out and the lights come on. He walks down to the ring in a slow and casual manner, joining Ethan at the base of the ramp as the crowd make known what they think of them. Blue lights flash at the two of them step onto the apron, staring out arrogantly. Maverick wipes his feet on the apron, and then climbs into the ring. Ethan and Jeff ascend the turnbuckles, taunting to the crowd, before jumping down into the ring as Stupify" by Disturbed hits and the lights in the arena go out.

Dean Nathaniel; Seven is certainly never in the best of moods.

Robert Purcell; Well you don't tell a man like that how to act, Dean. If he wants to be pissed off, I say let him...and especially after he was screwed over so royally on Wednesday night!

Flames burst up from the entrance ramp, and Seven walks slowly down to the ring. He gets onto the apron and steps over the top rope, immediately striding over to his corner, beside Ethan and Jeff. The two of them break their conversation, welcoming the big man over to their corner. His music dies out, and the fans await the entrance of their opponents patiently. After a few moments of silence, four purple pyros explode loudly in a line, and the lights turn on with the explosion!

Robert Purcell; Hang on a second...

The letters TLC appear on the entrance ramp and the video screen, and the crowd look on in confusion. After a few seconds, suddenly Shane Ryder and Kid Kaos walked out, dressed in t-shirts bearing the same three letters! They walk to separate ends of the stage, working the crowd into a frenzy as Seven and Gamblers Anonymous look on, Ethan scratching his head in confusion.

Robert Purcell; What the hell? You're telling me that this TLC guy is in fact two guys?

Dean Nathaniel; It would appear so!

Robert Purcell; But how the hell can that be? Kid Kaos got his head kicked in by TLC just last week!

Dean Nathaniel; It doesn't take a genius to realise that maybe, maybe the masked man was in fact Shane Ryder! I must say, Robert, it's confusing as hell, but it's an innovative way to draw attention to yourselves!

Robert Purcell; Couldn't they do it a normal way?

Ryder and Kaos run down the ramp, throwing their t-shirts into the crowd by the aisle. They slide into the ring as Seven barges past Ethan and Jeff, looking for a quick attack, but Kaos and Ryder join hands and floor Seven with a powerful double clothesline! Seven falls to the mat, prompting Gamblers Anonymous to charge at Kaos and Ryder, but the two fans favourites see them coming and send Ethan and Jeff flying out of the ring and to the arena floor! The two men from Gamblers Anonymous hit the concrete floor with thuds as Kid Kaos and Shane Ryder celebrate in the ring, accompanied by the cheers of the fans!

Dean Nathaniel; Well say what you will, but their little publicity stunt seems to have done them no harm!

Robert Purcell; It's not because of them, it's because of who they're fighting!

The two's celebrations are cut short as Seven gets back up to his feet, comes up behind Ryder and dumps him over the top rope. He tries to do the same to Kaos, but Kaos grabs onto the top rope and kicks him away. Kaos runs at Seven and tries to knock him down with a clothesline, but the attempt only slightly staggers Seven. Kaos tries again, but can again only stagger him. Kaos then grabs Seven by the head and drills him into the mat with a DDT which gets a cheer from the crowd.

Dean Nathaniel; Now that is just pure attitude on display from Kid Kaos!

Back in the ring, Ryder tries to lift Maverick up with a suplex, but Sebastian comes up behind him and smashes him in the back with a hard right hand, sending him to his knees. Ryder lets go of Maverick as Gamblers Anonymous begin to stomp away furiously on the fallen Shane Ryder, but the crowd let out a cheer as Kid Kaos slides back into the ring to even the odds! He takes Ethan Sebastian out with a clothesline, before running to Jeff Maverick and taking him down with an impressive release German suplex! Shane Ryder gets to his feet and heads over to the turnbuckles, climbing to the very top. He steadies himself and comes flying off, hitting Maverick with a high elevation frog splash! The crowd cheers as Ryder makes the cover for one, two, three! The bell rings, and Kaos and Ryder celebrate their win!

Dean Nathaniel; TLC have got it! Kaos and Ryder have prevailed in this handicap match!

Seven gets into the ring as TLC walk off, celebrating their win as the fans give them a cheer. Seven stares at Sebastian and Maverick angrily, then turns and looks at TLC in disgust as they head up the ramp.

Robert Purcell; Somebody is going to pay the price come Genesis, trust me.

Seven climbs out of the ring and walks off, leaving Ethan and Jeff to help each other up as ring attendants begin to make their way to the ring, and the steel cage begins to lower from the roof of the Skydome. The fans cheer, staring up at the structure as the attendants begin to secure it to the ring. The camera focuses on the announcers.

Dean Nathaniel; We are now just moments away from tonight's Tag Team Championship match, as The Bane-Shees defend within the confines of a ten foot high steel cage! Robert, this promises to be an engrossing encounter, at least if the events of the past month are anything to go by!

Robert Purcell; Well, let's not forget that The Bane-Shees have already recorded a pinfall victory over Enclosure. They have a clear psychological advantage going into this match.

Dean Nathaniel; In this kind of environment, Robert, psychological advantages go straight out of the window. Experience counts for everything, and there aren't many who can claim to know what it takes to win matches of this nature. Enclosure's short career has already taken in both a Hell In A Cell and an Elimination Chamber match. The steel cage is certainly the lesser of three evils.

Robert Purcell; But are their opponents, Dean?

Dean Nathaniel; That is yet to be seen, Robert, but Enclosure have been out for revenge since they were screwed out of the Tag Team titles at Origins. With any luck, tonight will be the night they finally get it.

The ring attendants leave, and a loud firework explodes on the stage. "Elevation" by U2 blasts through the arena as Enclosure walk out onto the stage. Dustin walks to both sides of the stage and points out at the fans, before turning and following Melissa quickly to the ring, as she tags the hands of the fans sat by the aisle. They roll into the ring through the door and climb the near turnbuckles, raising their arms into the air. The crowd give them a huge ovation as Enclosure look out at the fans, pumping themselves up for the upcoming contest.

Dean Nathaniel; Just listen to the reaction from these fans!

Robert Purcell; They're so excited to see The Bane-Shees they can't hold in their cheers any longer! Don't worry folks, they'll be here in a little while!

Enclosure step into the centre of the ring as the lights flicker on and off, and a haunting piano melody plays softly out of the loudspeakers. The tune comes to an end and the lights go red as "Breath" by Prodigy blasts out of the sound system. Billy The Brilliant appears from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos, waving his belt over his head. He spits and taunts at the crowd, as Kris Kraven appears. The two men walk down to the ring, BTB looking excitable as pyro goes off behind them. They stop just in front of the cage, handing their titles to the waiting referee as Enclosure, and the crowd alike beg them to go into the ring. The lights return to normal, and the music fades.

Dean Nathaniel; The Bane-Shees seem a little reluctant to get into the ring!

Enclosure continue to beckon The Bane-Shees into the ring, to no avail. The crowd begin to get restless as Kraven and Billy continue to talk strategy, finally prompting Dustin and Melissa to go after them! They catch The Bane-Shees by surprise, prompting Billy to make a bit of a dash for it as Dustin pursues. Kraven tries to fight off Melissa, but she ducks under a clothesline attempt and delivers a right hand as Kraven turns around. She follows up with a few more shots, catching out Kraven, who seems to have underestimated her slightly as he finds himself backed up against the steel cage. Dustin has similar luck with Billy, slamming his head against the outside of the cage walls. Billy tries to get away from Dustin as Melissa attempts to capitalise on her early dominance of Kraven. She goes for a vertical splash against the cage, but Kraven moves out of the way!

Robert Purcell; And Kris Kraven solves one of life's eternal problems. If ever you're taking shit from a girl, just move aside and let her run into a wall!

Dean Nathaniel; Melissa is certainly smarting after that collision.

Kraven grabs Melissa, rolling her into the ring as Billy tries to climb up the cage wall from the outside. Kraven snatches the padlock from the referee nearby and slides into the ring, as Dustin reaches up to try and drag Billy down from the cage. Billy kicks him away and begins to make his ascent upwards, quickly getting out of reach. Rather than climb up after him Dustin walks around to the door, only to find that Kris Kraven has padlocked it shut from the inside! Billy finally climbs over and drops down into the ring as Dustin shakes the cage door, trying to pull it open as Melissa Cage finds herself trapped in the ring with The Bane-Shees!

Dean Nathaniel; This is not a good way for Enclosure to begin this contest.

Robert Purcell; You have to give The Bane-Shees credit here Dean. They are not as inept as certain people would have you believe! It takes a certain kind of genius to work out a plan like this, and carry it out!

Dean Nathaniel; Well Melissa is isolated at the moment, at least until Dustin Cage finds a way in.

Dustin asks the referee to try and help, to no avail. Billy taunts him from inside the cage as Kris Kraven takes Melissa into the corner, sitting her in the turnbuckle and choking her with his foot as Dustin tries to climb in from the outside. Billy kicks at Dustin's hands as he puts them on the fence, thwarting any attempt at entry. After a few unsuccessful tries, Dustin reaches under the ring. Billy looks at him in confusion, unable to see what he is up to, at least until Dustin pulls out a ladder!

Dean Nathaniel; Soon solved that problem!

Dustin sets up the ladder a good foot away from the cage wall, climbing up as Billy takes run ups, attempting to barge it down. All he succeeds in is hurting his own shoulder as Dustin scales the ladder quickly, getting to the top. Kraven continues to choke Melissa as Dustin reaches over to the cage from the ladder, trying to get a grip on the steel frame around the top. Billy quickly climbs upwards, standing on the top rope. He pulls himself up towards Dustin, who pushes away from the ladder and manages to get a grasp of the cage. He hangs on as Billy tries to stop Dustin from entering as best he can from such a position.

Robert Purcell; Dustin could find himself suffering a very nasty fall if he's not careful!

Dean Nathaniel; The same could be said for Billy The Brilliant! It has to be said though Robert, in the time it's taken Dustin to get up there and haul himself onto the cage, The Bane-Shees could have been up and out!

Robert Purcell; What can I say? They just like inflicting pain!

Seeing Billy struggling to stop Dustin, Kraven leaves Melissa where she is and begins to climb up himself. Dustin is now sat on top of the cage, the crowd keeping a very close eye on things as The Bane-Shees try to stop him getting in. Dustin fires right hands at Billy The Brilliant, knocking him down from the top rope. Billy lands on the mat below as Dustin swings his other leg over to the inside, Kris Kraven still making tracks towards him. Kraven grabs Cage by the leg in a vain attempt to solve the problem, but Dustin shakes his leg free and sends Kraven down to meet Billy on the canvas. The crowd cheer as Dustin turns around carefully, lowering himself in and finally entering the cage!

Dean Nathaniel; Match on, Robert! This one can finally get under way properly!

Dustin Cage meets the uprising Billy The Brilliant with a right hand, and another, and another. The three shots send Billy staggering back into the corner of the ring as Kraven picks himself up, only to be met with a low flipping neckbreaker from Melissa. Dustin runs into the corner, giving Billy a clothesline. Billy staggers forward, and Dustin delivers a Northern Lights suplex as the crowd cheer he and Melissa on. They regroup in the centre of the ring, Dustin helping Melissa regain her balance as their opponents try to stagger to their feet. The crowd beckon them to go for the win, and the two of them look around at the fans with a smile!

Dean Nathaniel; I don't think they're quite up for that yet!

Robert Purcell; Beggars can't be choosers, Dean, they should run while they have a chance!

The fans give a sarcastic boo as Dustin and Melissa ignore their pleas, instead opting to go after The Bane-Shees. This time they reverse roles, Dustin going after Kraven as Melissa takes on Billy. Melissa stomps on BTB as Kraven is stood up in the corner by Dustin, who unleashes a set of echoing open-hand chops. Kraven fevers his chest as Billy tries to get to his feet, still finding himself under assault from Melissa. She pushes him into the corner, delivering a hard slap to his face. The two Cage's look at one another momentarily, before whipping their opponents simultaneously. Billy and Kraven manage to stop before a collision, but Enclosure leave them with no choice when they inflict a dropkick each! Billy hits the ground, and Dustin gets back up quickly as Kraven staggers towards him, grabbing Kris by the head and launching him face-first into the steel cage wall!

Dean Nathaniel; Enclosure's extra experience, both as a tag team and as competitors, is certainly being put to good use here!

Melissa drags Billy The Brilliant to his feet, and Dustin comes over to help. They whip BTB into the ropes, and deliver an awesome double back body drop, sending Billy clattering into the wall of the cage! He tumbles to the floor, and the crowd once again beckon Enclosure to make a break for it. This time Dustin and Melissa heed their advice, heading to separate walls of the cage as The Bane-Shees lie on the canvas, out of it for the time being.

Dean Nathaniel; Enclosure are going for gold here Robert!

Robert Purcell; They might try, Dean. Doesn't mean they'll be successful.

Dean Nathaniel; Well unless Billy and Kris Kraven start to move soon, I'd say the odds were heavily stacked against them!

Dustin and Melissa haul themselves onto the cage wall, getting close to the top. Dustin begins to pull himself up, Melissa doing the same thing as Kraven gets up, his forehead a little gashed as a result of the close encounter with the chain links of the cage. He staggers over towards where Melissa is climbing, quickly pulling himself up and standing on the top rope. He grabs Melissa by the foot, pulling her down a peg or two as Dustin looks over in their direction, seeing her predicament. He begins to edge his way towards them as Kraven drags himself up to the same height as Melissa, who tries to fight him off. Billy The Brilliant sees all of this going on as he stands up and decides on more direct action, charging over to the wall Dustin is on, and barging it with such force that the resulting shuddering causes Dustin to slip, crotching himself on the top rope! Billy rolls around holding his shoulder in pain as Melissa and Kraven try, and succeed in hanging on.

Dean Nathaniel; Those two are in a very precarious position!

Robert Purcell; Frankly I'm surprised they're still up there! That was some force from Billy! I think he threw his shoulder out!

Regaining her balance a little earlier than Kraven, Melissa throws an elbow into his nose. He balances himself on the ropes as she tries to haul herself up to the top again, but her lack of a balanced footing allows Kraven the opportunity to capitalise. He slams her face up against the steel cage, and as she falls backwards as a result, Kraven catches her by the head and drops her to the canvas with a reverse DDT! The two of them hit the ground with a violent crash, Kraven rolling over and holding his chest in pain as Melissa lies motionless, the crowd jeering the latest action of the matchup!

Robert Purcell; I think Melissa Cage has just been given a very painful reminder of why you don't challenge people to cage matches!

Dean Nathaniel; Kris Kraven took a large brunt of that fall himself, and now all four participants are down!

Just as Dean finishes, Billy The Brilliant rolls onto his side and drags himself up, using the ropes. Dustin Cage leans against the corner, trying to prop himself up. Billy sees him doing so and runs over to take advantage, jumping and delivering a monkey flip. He gets to his feet as Dustin holds his kidney area, Kris Kraven trying to get to his feet after the fall. Billy helps him up as Dustin makes an effort to stand. The Bane-Shees see him doing so and walk over, grabbing him around the waist in the setup for a double flapjack, but instead running forward and ramming Dustin straight into the cage wall! His head snaps painfully off the steel, and he holds it in pain, only for The Bane-Shees to drop backwards and send his face cracking against the canvas! The fans provide their reactions, jeering the champions as Dustin lies on the floor!

Robert Purcell; Now it's The Bane-Shees turn to leave!

Dean Nathaniel; Unfortunately for Melissa Cage, it seems not...

Seeing Melissa trying her best to stand up, The Bane-Shees look over, laughing. She hauls herself up in the corner, but as she does so, Billy whips Kraven straight into her! The force of Kraven's 300 pounds takes it out of Melissa, and she collapses on the ground, holding her chest and struggling for breath. The Bane-Shees again ignore their chance to make a run for it, instead choosing to continue their assault on the already-hurt Enclosure as the crowd watch on, trying to hype Enclosure up into a comeback.

Dean Nathaniel; The Bane-Shees could be making a big mistake here, Robert! This arrogance usually comes back to haunt you!

Robert Purcell; Are you kidding, Dean? The Cage's can barely move! Just have a look at Melissa over there, she's coughing for breath like a newborn baby!

Kraven walks over to Dustin and lifts him up, throwing him hard into the turnbuckle as Billy lifts Melissa over his shoulder, resting her in a tree of woe. He delivers a couple of stomps to her chest area as Kraven grabs Dustin Cage by the head, running him across the ring and throwing him into the cage wall. Billy shouts to Kraven as he turns around, pointing out Melissa Cage's state. Seeing an opportunity, Kraven walks over to the corner facing her and leans forward. Billy gets well out of the way.

Dean Nathaniel; We haven't seen this move before, Robert!

Robert Purcell; Well unless Melissa moves, it could well be the last move she ever sees!

After a few seconds Kraven takes charge, only for Melissa to pull herself out of harms way! Kraven goes charging into the ringpost with force as Melissa sits on the turnbuckle, and Billy looks on in shock! Kraven falls to the canvas as Billy climbs onto the turnbuckle behind Melissa, delivering a right hand to the back of the head. He stands up on the second buckle and prepares to deliver a back drop, but Melissa counters with an elbow to the face! The shot dazes Billy momentarily as Dustin Cage picks himself up, walking over. He gets Billy onto his shoulders and walks backwards, as Melissa turns around and stands up on the top buckle, jumping off and delivering a massive flying clothesline on BTB! He hits the ground with a massive crash, and Enclosure pick themselves up as the fans begin to rise to their feet, seeing their chance at a win!

Dean Nathaniel; Come on guys! Get out of there! Listen to these fans, they're begging you!

The crowd goes insane as Dustin and Melissa head over to the cage once again, beginning to climb. The atmosphere builds with every step, as the two of them head towards the top!

Dean Nathaniel; Enclosure are getting closer and closer to the summit of the cage, and the Tag Team division!

Dustin reaches up and hauls himself onto the top of the cage, and Melissa soon does the same! Kris Kraven stands up quickly, again finding himself having to rescue the situation. He runs over to where Dustin is, scaling the turnbuckles and reaching over to grab Dustin by the foot as Melissa Cage lowers herself over the edge, the fans giving a huge cheer as she drops to the ground!

Dean Nathaniel; Melissa is out of there! It's just down to Dustin!

Robert Purcell; If only it were that simple! First there's the small matter of Kris Kraven hanging onto his leg!

Kraven pulls himself up to Dustin's position, as Billy begins to stir. Melissa walks over to where Dustin and Kraven are, shouting encouragement to her brother as he and Kraven exchange right hands. The two of them sit on top of the cage, exchanging right hands as the crowd join Melissa in her support of Dustin. Billy The Brilliant sees the goings on and decides to make a break for it, climbing up one of the walls without any trouble! A few fans try to point it out to Melissa, but she is too engrossed in the battle between Dustin and Kraven to notice!

Robert Purcell; Billy is about to even the odds here!

Dean Nathaniel; The battle at the top of the cage is about to take on a lot more importance!

Billy The Brilliant manages to climb over, dropping to the floor as the crowd jeer! He lies on the ground, trying to recover from the gruelling matchup as Melissa continues to urge Dustin on! He nails Kraven with an uppercut, which almost sends him toppling to the canvas as the crowd gasp! He manages to hang on, but Dustin has already swung his leg over the other side! The crowd begins to go crazy as Cage hangs over the floor, just a drop away from becoming one half of the Tag Team champions!

Dean Nathaniel; Drop, Dustin! It'll be worth it!

Kris Kraven quickly reaches, grabbing Dustin by the head! The atmosphere suddenly sinks as Kraven hauls Cage back up, swinging his own leg over the side. He hooks Dustin's arm, showing incredible strength to drag Dustin over the top of the cage and suplex him to the canvas below! The mat crashes with the impact, and the fans look on in awe, a few chanting the inevitable as both men lie down and out! Melissa covers her mouth with her hands, wide-eyed at what she just saw as the two men are left broken down!

Robert Purcell; That was un-be-lievable. I don't think either of these two men will be showing up on Wednesday!

Dean Nathaniel; That was an absolutely bone-shattering suplex!

Kris Kraven manages to sit up, the fans looking at him in shock. Melissa sees him trying to pick himself up and begins to shout to Dustin, begging him to stand up as Kraven crawls back towards the cage wall! He puts his hand on the rope and starts to haul himself to his feet as BTB gets up, encouraging Kraven to climb! Dustin begins to stir as Kraven stands up, dragging himself over towards another wall. Kraven begins to climb the cage as Dustin hauls himself to his feet!

Dean Nathaniel; It's a race to the Tag Team championship!

Robert Purcell; This is nerve-wracking stuff!

Dean Nathaniel; Just for these two to be able to stand up after such an unbelievable bump says so much for them and for what they are trying to achieve! The Tag Team championship is rising in value with every moment!

Kraven is now stood on the turnbuckle, as Dustin Cage finally begins to use the ropes to make his ascent. Kraven loses his footing slightly as he tries to get onto the cage, allowing Dustin the chance to pull himself level. Billy and Melissa will their respective partners on as they climb opposite sides of the steel structure, the fans begging Dustin to climb just that little bit faster! He manages to swing a leg over as Kraven does the same thing, and the two of them are neck and neck!

Dean Nathaniel; I dont think I've ever seen anything this tense!

Dustin keeps on going as Kraven steadies himself momentarily, and Billy spots Dustin as he gets both legs to the outside! He shouts to Kraven to hurry up as Cage takes a step down, preparing to drop. He looks down as Melissa begs him to make the drop, and just as he does, Kraven jumps down from close to the top! Both of them drop to the ground, landing what appears to be simultaneously! The bell sounds, and the fans on Enclosure's side of the ring celebrate! Melissa helps Dustin up, and the two of them celebrate with the fans, but The Bane-Shees celebrate just the same!

Dean Nathaniel; This could get ugly! I don't think we have a clear winner!

Robert Purcell; Someone should get on this!

The referee goes and gets the Tag Team titles, walking over to Enclosure! He hands them the belts, but The Bane-Shees walk over and begin to dispute the decision! They argue with the referee as Enclosure walk away, the title belts in their hands, and celebrating with the fans! "Elevation" hits, and the Cage's raise the titles into the air!

Robert Purcell; That can't be!

Dean Nathaniel; It appears that the referee has awarded this match to Enclosure! He had the best view, there's no denying that!

Robert Purcell; But unless the guy has eyes in the back of his head, there's no way he can make a reliable decision! As far as I'm concerned, this is no more than a judgement call, and not a very good one!

The Bane-Shees continue to protest as Enclosure walk up the stage, showing their newly-won titles off to the crowd as the steel cage is raised back to the ceiling! As we cut backstage we're in one of the locker rooms with Rude Boy, who is gearing up for his match. He is approached by Katie Robinson, microphone in hand.

Katie Robinson; Rude Boy, can we get a quick word with you before tonights main event?

Rude Boy; No.

Katie Robinson; No?

Rude Boy; No, you can get a nice, long, exciting word from me...supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Katie Robinson; Huh?

Rude Boy; Just a joke, Katie. What's up?

Katie Robinson; Well, I just wanted to get your final thoughts before you went into your match tonight...

Rude Boy; The only thoughts that are allowed in my head before any match are as follows. Hurt, hurt, hurt somemore, ouch, hurt, ouch ouch, hurt, hurt, pain hurt, whoooo I won! It's usually a little less coherent than that in my brain, though.

Katie stares at Rude Boy like he's insane. Rude Boy waits for her to say something, but after a few seconds of her puzzled staring Rude Boy gets bored and continues.

Rude Boy; What do you want me to say, Katie? That I want to win my match? That I want to beat Scottie Rayda? That I want to beat Kid Kabong? That I want to be Creation Heavyweight Champion? Well duh! Isn't that what it's all about? Winning the big belt? No, Katie...winning isn't the important part.

Katie Robinson; It isn't?

Rude Boy; No, it's keeping it that counts! And that's why it's gonna be such a treat to be the rain on Rayda's parade, and show that he's just a one trick pony! The final thoughts, Katie? They mean nothing. The thoughts of me and everyone else after I win the title tonight? That's what's going to be really interesting.

Rude Boy smiles and makes like he's about to walk off, when he is stopped by El Kabong Jr, wearing the Adidas coat again. The two stare at each other, until Kabong stretches out his hand and offers it to Rude Boy in a sign of a handshake.

El Kabong Jr; Good luck.

Rude Boy looks at Kabong's hand, and then back at Kabong. Rude Boy ignores Kabong's offer of friendship.

Rude Boy; Yeah, you're gonna need it.

Rude Boy just walks off, leaving Kabong to steam some more. Seeing an opportunity, Katie Robinson walks over and thrusts the microphone straight under El Kabong's chin.

Katie Robinson; Kabong, can I get a word?

Instead of staying to talk to Katie, El Kabong just storms off. She watches him walk away, the crowd jeering El Kabong a little as we cut back to the announce position.

Dean Nathaniel; Coming up next is a rematch that has been all of nine months in waiting! Chris Cairns and Chris Ponger will meet inside this ring for the first time since last July, and emotions are going to be running very high!

Robert Purcell; They are, Dean, but it's not going to be that clear-cut as long as Cracker Jack is at ringside. The man is a dangerous, unpredictable man, and there's no telling what he might do tonight.

Dean Nathaniel; Indeed the odds seem to be stacked against Chris Ponger, but this is a man who knows about being the underdog. He has more than enough to take the fight to Chris Cairns, and I don't doubt that he will tonight.

The lights go completely out, and lightning strikes on the big screen as "Awake" by Godsmack hits. Fire shoots up, and Chris Ponger appears on stage as though he were coming out of hell. Green and red lights surround the arena and ring as Ponger walks down the ramp, and jumps onto the apron. He looks out at the fans, sampling the atmosphere from the supportive crowd, before climbing into the ring. He strides over and stands on the turnbuckle, posing to the fans as the lights come back on. He heads to the opposite turnbuckle, posing again as the crowd show him their allegiance.

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Ponger looks like a focused man, Robert. He is out to even the odds tonight for certain, after what Chris Cairns did to him on Genesis.

Robert Purcell; On the contrary, I would argue that Chris Cairns has more than enough desire to overcome that of Chris Ponger. This isn't just about a one-off match, Dean, there's history involved. Cairns has lost to Ponger in the past. Not only would this would even things up between them, but this would prove once and for all that The Black Circle are back in business.

Dean Nathaniel; I'd say that there is more than enough to fear from The Black Circle, especially after the return of Cracker Jack. He's already made his presence more than felt.

Robert Purcell; Well, he's about to make it felt some more.

The sound of helicopter blades rattles around the arena, shaking it to it's foundations. The electric guitar kicks in, and pounding drum beats reverberate around the arena, until the fast paced music of "Morning Glory" by Oasis hits and a shocking bright pyro explodes, soaking the arena with white light.

Robert Purcell; Here they come, Dean!

The pyro dies out as white strobe lights flash around the crowd, and a single spotlight follows Chris Cairns as he steps onto the stage to the sound of jeers from every sector. He stops and smiles, looking towards the curtain as Cracker Jack follows him out!

Robert Purcell; This is the man they're all talking about!

The two of them walk to the ring, looking around at the fans viciously, Chris making threats as he does so. He grabs the top rope and jumps up onto the apron, landing on one knee and pulling himself to his feet, before stepping into the ring and climbing the turnbuckle. He raises his arms slowly, still shouting angrily at the crowd as Cracker Jack walks around the ring, staring menacingly at the nearby fans. Chris steps down and heads to the other side, repeating his actions as the crowd continue to boo. He steps onto the canvas and psyches himself up as the entrance finally dies out. He and Ponger stand across the ring from one another, exchanging glares as the atmosphere builds to a crescendo.

Dean Nathaniel; Just listen to this crowd! The noise is deafening, and most of it aimed in Cracker Jack and Chris Cairns' direction!

Robert Purcell; They don't care, Dean. It's like water off a ducks back!

Chris Cairns stands in the corner smirking, taunting Ponger as he stares, focused. Cracker Jack looks around as he stands outside, taking in all the abuse he is getting from the crowd with a smirk of his own. The bell rings, and the crowd cheer as Ponger and Cairns immediately go into a tie-up. Ponger gets the advantage, shoving Cairns to the ground to an awesome cheer from the fans! Cairns rests on his knees, staring at his opponent angrily as Ponger looks around with a smile. Cairns stands up with his hands on his hips, preparing to go into another tie-up.

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Ponger is gaining the early advantage here over the former president.

Robert Purcell; That may be true right now, but Chris Cairns has one thing that Chris Ponger does not have...Cracker Jack. Well that, and the brains to outwit his opponents.

Cairns and Ponger circle a little, but before they tie-up Cairns hits Ponger with a running clothesline, knocking him to the ground. The crowd jeer at Cairns' dirty tactics, as he looks out with a grin.

Robert Purcell; See? Ponger never saw that coming.

Cairns stops laughing, and begins hammering Ponger with boots to the chest and stomach. Cairns drags Ponger to his knees by the hair, talking trash, before punching him square in the nose. Cairns continues to hold Ponger up by the hair as Cairns looks over at Cracker Jack, laughing, but with Cairns distracted Ponger sweeps Chris's legs from under him. He dives on top of Chris, delivering right hands as the crowd cheer!

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Ponger is a man possessed!

Dean Nathaniel; Knowing Chris Cairns, that may well have been the plan.

Dean Nathaniel; Someone needs to wipe that smirk off his face.

Cairns drags Ponger up, delivering a falling neckbreaker on Ponger. He sits up, looking around with a smile, before leaning back and making a nonchalant cover on Ponger for an easily escapable count. Cairns shrugs jokingly and stands up, lifting Ponger to his feet. He whips Ponger into the ropes and swings a clothesline, but Ponger ducks under and comes back with a flying clothesline! Ponger stands up quickly, the crowd well behind him as Cairns does the same. Ponger jumps up and hits a hurracanrana, but Chris Cairns falls back and drops Ponger across the top rope!

Robert Purcell; What the hell brought that on?

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Ponger is showing some unbelievable fight here. Every time it looks like Chris Cairns has him where he wants him, Ponger springs back into life and comes up with a move like that!

Robert Purcell; He's getting desperate.

Ponger picks Cairns up and whips him into the ropes, attempting a clothesline, but Cairns ducks under it and hits a swinging neckbreaker! Cairns goes for the pin, but Ponger kicks out easily at just one. Cairns slaps the mat furiously and begins to shout at the referee, joined in argument by Cracker Jack as Ponger begins to get to his feet once again. Cairns turns around, and Ponger hits a quick DDT! Cairns is out for the count on the mat, and Ponger takes a moment to recover himself as the crowd clap in unison, attempting to get Ponger going.

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Ponger is feeding off the crowd!

Robert Purcell; It's just a shame for him that support doesn't make up for a total lack of any discernable talent!

Ponger picks Cairns up again and throws a punch, staggering Cairns. He throws another one, but this time Cairns blocks it and gives Ponger a thumb to the eye. He swaggers forward a couple of steps as Ponger holds his eye in pain, but he quickly turns and floors Chris with a spear! He gets up and begins to stomp on Chris, then proceeds to pick him up. Ponger goes to whip Chris into the rope, but Chris keeps hold and rolls through. He attempts to sweep Ponger down into position for The Vice, and the crowd gasp as Ponger struggles against it. After a few seconds of grappling Chris rolls around behind Ponger and dumps him over with a German suplex!

Robert Purcell; You see, this is exactly what I mean! Chris Ponger is trying his hardest, but he just can't force himself an advantage in this matchup! Chris Cairns is too smart for him!

Dean Nathaniel; In all honesty, this match has been somewhat bitty. Neither man has been authoritative thus far.

Robert Purcell; It's all part of Chris Cairns' master plan. He's working Ponger down, scoring the psychological advantage.

Cairns picks Ponger back up and whips him into the corner, following in with a crushing clothesline. Cairns backs up to the opposite corner and distracts the referee again, as Cracker Jack jumps onto the apron and begins to choke Ponger with his Singapore cane! The crowd jeer as Jack jumps down, and Chris Cairns comes back over. Ponger drops to the mat holding his throat in pain as Cairns swaggers towards him, gesturing towards the unhappy fans with the same old smirk. Suddenly Chris is taken down by surprise once again, as Ponger jumps and delivers another running spear! Ponger hits him with a series of stiff punches to the head, before jumping to his feet. He whips Chris into the ropes, catching him on the rebound and delivering a sidewalk slam for one, two, shoulder up!

Dean Nathaniel; Or maybe this match is finally beginning to take it's toll on him!

Cairns begins to get back up, and Ponger starts to hammer on him with right hands. He whips him into the turnbuckles and charges in with a splashs. Chris Cairns staggers forward as Ponger tosses him into another corner, then hits another splash. Cairns again staggers around the ring, and Ponger tosses him into a corner for the third time. He runs in for another splash, but Cairns reverses with a raised boot to the face. Cairns quickly runs into the ropes, and catches Ponger on the rebound with a clothesline. Cairns drops to the ground, and both men are laid out on the mat, Chris finally taking a breather of his own. Unfortunately for him Ponger begins to get quickly back to his feet. Chris Cairns stands up and runs towards Ponger, but he drops and pulls the top rope down as Cairns is sent flying over the top rope to the outside!

Dean Nathaniel; Chris Cairns is becoming more and more visibly worn down with each passing moment of this contest.

Robert Purcell; Ponger was worn down a long time ago.

Chris Ponger rolls out of the ring, and begins to gather himself on the outside. Chris Cairns crawls over towards the ringsteps, feigning injury and prompting the referee to come outside and investigate. He stops Ponger as he makes tracks towards Cairns, to the dismay of the fans as Chris Cairns crawls further away, taking the referee with him as Cracker Jack sneaks up behind Ponger. He runs up and cracks Ponger in the back with his cane, causing him to fall to all fours, holding his back in pain as the crowd jeer. Cracker Jack steps back, running and delivering a punt style kick to the ribs of Ponger!

Dean Nathaniel; Is there nobody going to put a stop to this? This isn't spur of the moment cheating, this is a pre-meditated attack!

Chris Cairns fakes trying to drag himself to his feet, continuing to distract the referee as Cracker Jack lifts Ponger up, dropping him on the crowd barrier! The fans jeer as Jack turns and walks away, and Chris Cairns pushes past the referee. He walks over and grabs Ponger, delivering a knee to the gut as Ponger tries to stand, before rolling him back into the ring. Chris Cairns gets into the ring as Ponger attempts to stand up, preparing to deliver The San Andreas Fault!

Dean Nathaniel; Ponger felt this move on Wednesday night!

Robert Purcell; If he feels it again here, it's as good as over!

Chris grabs Ponger by the arm, and raises him up! He swings Ponger around, but somehow Ponger manages to escape mid-move. He lands on his feet, stumbling a little as Chris Cairns looks around for him. Ponger lines up a superkick on Cairns, but the referee takes the brunt as Chris drags him into the path of the move!

Robert Purcell; Looks to me like it's The End Of All for the referee! Lights out!

The referee lies motionless on the ground as Ponger recoups, this time managing to hit Cairns with the superkick! He loses his footing momentarily, but stands back up again and drags himself over to the corner! The fans cheer as he scales the turnbuckle, looking down on Cairns with intent in his face! Cracker Jack runs over and tries to climb the turnbuckle in an attempt to stop him, but Ponger pushes him off, and Jack smacks his chin on the barricade! Ponger steadies himself again as Cairns lies on the ground motionless, before throwing himself onto Chris with The Whatever! The impact sends Ponger back up, but as he falls back, he is grabbed around the throat by Bane! The crowd jeers as Bane raises Ponger up, chokeslamming him to the canvas with raw power!

Dean Nathaniel; No! Ponger is being screwed here by The Black Circle!

Robert Purcell; It's a beautiful thing, watching family work together in perfect harmony!

Bane rolls Chris Cairns on top of Ponger and leaves the ring, helping Cracker Jack to his feet. The referee shows no signs of movement, nor do any of the people inside the ring! The fans look on anxiously, until suddenly, Blade Arkhan walks down the aisle! He runs over and confronts Bane, hitting him with a big right hand!

Dean Nathaniel; That's evened things up a little!

Bane is dazed enough to allow Blade to grab him around the throat, delivering an Arkhan Chokeslam! The crowd are on their feet as Arkhan stands over Bane, pointing at him and talking trash to him as he lies on the ground outside, barely moving! Arkhan turns his attention to the ring, sliding in as Chris Cairns looks around for the referee!

Dean Nathaniel; That's twice Blade Arkhan has done the damage to Bane! He is certainly not one for letting things go!

Robert Purcell; How can he be allowed to get away with such a thing?

Blade Arkhan climbs into the ring, reaching down and grabbing Chris Cairns! He drags Cairns up, before raising him onto his shoulders! The fans are watching in disbelief, and in excitement as Arkhan brings Chris Cairns crashing down to earth with the Cutting Edge! He rolls out of the ring, walking up the ramp as the fans show their appreciation for his actions at ringside! He walks off the stage as Chris Ponger begins to stir, rolling over and seeing the situation! He drapes an arm over Chris Cairns as the referee slowly begins to stir, crawling over to make a count!

Dean Nathaniel; It's gonna be Chris Ponger's night!

The referee raises his hand and counts one, and the crowd beg him to go faster! He raises his arm again to count two! He lifts it one more time, bringing it down, but Cracker Jack hauls him out of the ring! A huge jeer erupts at ringside, Cracker Jack standing menacingly over the again-motionless referee. He climbs into the ring and stalks Ponger, cane in hand as the fans try to warn Ponger of his presence! Ponger staggers to his feet, and Cracker Jack immediately puts him into The Violator! Ponger struggles for breath as Cracker Jack chokes the life out of him, when suddenly, the fans begin to look towards the stage!

Dean Nathaniel; Who...I think I recognise him! It's Phoenix, Robert! It's Phoenix!

Robert Purcell; It is?!

Dean Nathaniel; This is the man who took the title from Cracker Jack at the end of the UWF!

Cracker Jack suddenly releases the hold as Phoenix walks down the ramp, the crowd looking on at him in absolute shock as he struts down to ringside with a chair in hand! Cracker Jack throws his cane down to the ground and beckons Phoenix to enter the ring, but the returning superstar stands on the apron, staring at Jack with a wild look in his eye!

Robert Purcell; Is this it?

Dean Nathaniel; Phoenix is back, and it looks like he and Cracker Jack are headed for a showdown!

Chris Ponger leans in the corner, trying to get to his feet again as Jack and Phoenix stare, neither man taking his eye off the other. The crowd will them to fight as Phoenix puts one leg into the ring, sticking his head through the ropes. Chris Ponger drags himself to his feet in the corner as Phoenix steps into the ring. He and Jack stare at one another until Ponger turns around, when Cracker Jack steps aside, and Phoenix lashes Ponger in the head with the chair! He throws the chair down to the mat, and the crowd are in total shock as Ponger is left lying on the ground!

Dean Nathaniel; I don't believe what I'm seeing!

Robert Purcell; Could it be that Phoenix is in allegiance with The Black Circle?

Bane stirs on the outside as Chris Cairns crawls over to Chris Ponger, rolling him over and making a cover! Bane helps the struggling referee to his feet, helping him into the ring as Jack and Phoenix call him over to count! He crawls over to the cover and raises his hand slowly, counting one, two, three! The bell rings, and Chris Cairns rolls onto his back in relief!

Robert Purcell; Dean Nathaniel, you just witnessed one of the finest screwjobs in wrestling history! The Black Circle are back!

Dean Nathaniel; I'm lost for words, Robert. Chris Ponger came in here tonight to take on Chris Cairns, and yet here we are. The bell has been rung, and four people have conspired to cost him this match!

Robert Purcell; Now that's teamwork!

Cracker Jack and Phoenix help Chris Cairns to his feet, and Bane joins them inside the ring as they celebrate. The four of them hug in the centre of the ring, before standing in a straight line and raising one another's arms into the air! The fans jeer as Bane walks over to Chris Ponger, standing over him and delivering a few choice words as Phoenix leaves the ring. Cracker Jack helps his brother from the ring, Bane following as the crowd make their feelings of disgust known.

Robert Purcell; Remember what Chris Cairns said a couple of weeks back, Dean? Just when you think it's safe, The Black Circle will do something that reminds you just who the f**k you're dealing with! And man, did they do that tonight!

The four of them stand on the stage, celebrating once more as the fans jeer them. Ponger begins to stir in the ring, getting a brief glance at them before they walk through the curtain. We cut backstage, moments before the main event. We see El Kabong Jr with his back to the camera, as he adjusts his elbowpads and mask. Walt Houston is nearby, leaning against a locker. He is dressed in a sleeveless Motley Crue t-shirt and baggy camo shorts. Steve Sanders is close by, seated on a bench, wearing his usual green pinstripe suit.

Walt Houston; C'mon, man. You've barely spoken a word since Wednesday. You know how much it sucks to travel around with a guy being silent all the time?

Steve Sanders; Y-yeah! Silence.

Houston just shakes his head and sighs.

Walt Houston; So what if Rude Boy didn't shake your hand? So what if you're looking more and more like the underdog going into this match? So what if most of the spotlight has been stolen from you? What are you going to do about it? Pout like you have been for the past few days?

Kabong stops and looks over at Houston. He gets right into Walt's face, as best he can from a 4 inch height deficit.

El Kabong Jr; Pouting? Is that what you think this is? This isn't pouting, mi amigo. This is concentration. I am thinking...thinking of how badly Rude Boy has burned me these past few weeks. Not only with the handshake, but with his words and his meddling...it has gone too far! Tonight, El Kabong Jr will prove that he does not need any name or identity other than his own to win the Creation Heavyweight Championship! I almost beat Scottie Rayda once...believe me, mi amigo, when I say I can do it again! Ole!

Kabong walks out, pumped up beyond belief. Walt just smiles.

Walt Houston; Now that's what I like to hear.

The scene cuts back to ringside for the main event. The fans are sitting quietly, watching eagerly in anticipation. Small chants of "Rude Boy!" escape from certain sectors of the crowd as we see Dean and Robert at the announce table. Robert is looking around the arena in annoyance, beckoning the offenders to quieten down.

Dean Nathaniel; We have had one rollercoaster night here in Toronto, but it is finally time for the main event. This is a match people have been talking about for weeks! It's time to see which one of these three men will live up to expectations, and walk out of Toronto with the Creation Heavyweight title! Whatever the outcome tonight, it's evident to us all that Rude Boy has the vast majority of the crowd behind him!

Robert Purcell; That's not necessarily a good thing, Dean. This match has huge implications career-wise, and that brings it's own pressure, but when there are 65 thousand people relying on you to send them home happy? That is not the kind of pressure you want dumped on your shoulders.

Dean Nathaniel; Well forgetting that Robert, these fans are about to blow the roof off the Skydome!

The lights suddenly go out, and the opening guitar riff to "Get Free" by The Vines hits. The fans go absolutely crazy, anticipating the entrance of Rude Boy as blue pyros go off from the ramp!

Dean Nathaniel; This is the man, and this is the moment to remember!

The fans continue to stare up towards the stage, watching and waiting for Rude Boy to walk out onto the stage. A few fans begin to get restless as Rude Boy continues to leave them hanging on his PPV debut!

Robert Purcell; Might help if he'd bother turning up, eh Dean?

Dean Nathaniel; Rude Boy certainly seems to be taking his time to get to the ring.

Robert Purcell; Maybe he got cold feet!

Dean Nathaniel; Rude Boy has been on such a stage on many an occasion, Robert, it's not likely.

Robert Purcell; Wait a second...

Rude Boy's music cuts out, to the obvious disappointment of the Toronto crowd. A chant of "Rude Boy!" breaks out, but it is broken as the opening riff of "Hate To Say I Told You So" by The Hives hits the PA!

Robert Purcell; I'll tell you why Rude Boy's not here, Dean - it's because El Kabong Jr is!

Dean Nathaniel; Don't start all that again, Robert. The two of them have been in the same place at the same time on numerous occasions over the past two weeks, there's no way you still believe they're the same!

Robert Purcell; Then how do you explain Rude Boy's absence?

A small majority of the crowd jumps to its feet and cheers as El Kabong Jr is seen running through, wearing his wrestling gear and a long red and black jacket, his family mask design embroidered onto the back. He jumps over the guardrail and slides into the ring, holding out his arms in a crucifix as pyros explode from the ringposts. He removes his jacket and surveys the crowd as they givew him something of a muted cheer, obviously the result of Rude Boy's no-show.

Dean Nathaniel; It's plain to see the disappointment of the fans here...I can't understand why Rude Boy would not show up!

Robert Purcell; I'm telling you, Dean, he's in the ring! That's the guy, right there!

The arena plunges into darkness as "Droppin' Plates" by Disturbed hits the speakers. The arena is rocked by a tidal wave of jeering, which is even more evident than usual as Scottie Rayda strides out onto the stage with a swagger, his title belt held over his head. Twin pyros shoot from the top of the ramp into the upper reaches of the arena, as Rayda heads toward the ring with a cocky smirk on his face, talking trash to El Kabong Jr. Rayda rolls under the bottom rope, before climbing the turnbuckle and sarcastically taunting the fans, pointing to his title belt. He climbs down and repeats it at the opposite side, before handing the belt over to the referee. He smirks at El Kabong Jr, who stares at him, focused ahead of this return title shot. The referee has the bell sounded, and the crowd begins another chant of "Rude Boy!".

Robert Purcell; He's not coming!

Dean Nathaniel; Well as the saying goes, the show must go on, and with or without Rude Boy we have a title to decide!

The two of them stare at one another from across the ring, exchanging words as the chants die down. They move forward, standing toe to toe, before Rayda gets in the first shot with a cheap slap to Kabong. Kabong holds his face in pain, before turning back to Rayda and delivering an even harder slap! Rayda attempts to retaliate with a right hand, but Kabong counters and backs Scottie up with a set of right hands! Rayda is on the ropes, both metaphorically and literally, and EKJ sends him sprawling over and to the outside with a huge right! The crowd cheers Kabong on as Rayda takes a walk around the outside of the ring, recovering himself after the early onset from the challenger. Kabong looks out on the fans, raising his right arm to a cheer. The referee beckons Rayda back into the ring, but Scottie ignores him as he paces around.

Dean Nathaniel; That early onslaught from Kabong certainly seems to have caught our champion by surprise.

A fan at ringside gives Rayda some cheek, prompting him to turn and give it back, but only allowing Kabong the opportunity to capitalise. He slides towards Rayda, baseball sliding him into the crowd barrier. Rayda leans back on the barrier as Kabong comes over, delivering an echoing open-hand chop to the champion, before whipping him back first against the ring apron. Scottie grimaces in pain as he hits, but Kabong comes over and finds himself levelled by a devastating clothesline! Rayda is on his knees on the floor, delivering right hands to EKJ as the referee shouts to him to quit it and get back into the ring.

Dean Nathaniel; Scottie Rayda would do well to take the referee's advice. He can't win this match out there.

Robert Purcell; He can soften up Kabong to the degree where he's easily beaten, though.

Rayda drags Kabong up and rolls him back into the ring, climbing up onto the apron. He walks straight past the referee, ignoring his warning, and grabs Kabong by the head. He lifts him up and throws him into the corner face-first, Kabong's head rebounding off the top turnbuckle. Rayda follows in and rests Kabong neck-first across the top rope, choking him blatantly. The referee asks Scottie to stop it, but Rayda just continues the choke until he gets bored, letting Kabong drop to the ground.

Robert Purcell; Personally, I don't see what El Kabong Jr was thinking by challenging Rayda to a match of this nature. He hasn't restricted Rayda's game one bit. All he's served to do is make everything that Rayda does legal!

Dean Nathaniel; Unfortunately, that is the case. Rayda won't think twice about cheating to win in a No DQ match.

Robert Purcell; He doesn't think twice in any match! All it means now is that he doesn't have to worry about getting caught!

Rayda picks Kabong up again and lifts him over his head, gorilla pressing him a good few feet over the mat, before throwing him throat-first across the top rope! Kabong rebounds violently, holding his neck in pain as the referee tries to warn Rayda. Scottie just laughs at him and continues the assault, standing on Kabong's neck as he taunts the fans. EKJ struggles for breath as Rayda swaggers over to the far side of the ring to gesture at the crowd, resulting in a loud jeer from them. He turns back as Kabong gets to one leg, running over and kicking Kabong's standing leg from under him. EKJ's head snaps against the canvas, and Rayda laughs again as he looks down at the pitiful sight of Kabong at this moment in time.

Dean Nathaniel; The referee is trying his best to curb Rayda's behaviour, but there's really not a lot he can do.

Robert Purcell; The only person who can stop Scottie doing what he wants to do is Scottie himself, and I don't think that's going to be happening anytime soon.

Rayda stands in front of Kabong, laughing at him as EKJ uses Rayda to lift himself up. Scottie frees his right leg and uses it to kick Kabong in the head, sending him sprawling towards the corner. Rayda lifts him up in the corner and sits him on the top turnbuckle, facing into the ring. He fires a powerful uppercut from below, before shifting Kabong's legs to the outside of the ropes. He climbs up onto the second rope and hooks EKJ's arm, lifting him up in a setup for a super backdrop. Kabong manages to grab hold of the top rope with his right hand, hanging on and preventing the move as Rayda tries again. Kabong elbows Rayda down from the turnbuckle, the champion landing on his back as Kabong tries to get up onto the top, Scottie picking himself up.

Dean Nathaniel; Kabong is gonna fly!

Kabong stands up on the top as Scottie gets to his feet, and EKJ throws himself backwards with a moonsault! Scottie sees him coming and sidesteps, and EKJ lands face-first on the canvas to a gasp in pain from the fans. Scottie watches Kabong pick himself up, hooking his arms and delivering a double arm DDT! Kabong's face collides with the canvas painfully, and Rayda takes an opportunity to make the first cover of the match. The referee drops to count one, two, shoulder up. A few people breathe a sigh of relief, but Rayda just gets up and begins stomping on Kabong, keeping him on the ground.

Dean Nathaniel; Scottie Rayda has been dominant thus far.

Robert Purcell; This is the performance of a true champion, Dean. There's no arguing that.

Rayda heads over to the corner, lifting himself up. He sits on the top turnbuckle, watching Kabong intently as he tries to stand up. EKJ picks himself up and looks around for Scottie, staggering around and turning straight into a missile dropkick from the Australian. Rayda makes another cover on Kabong, again resulting in a kickout. Not to be deterred, he drags Kabong to his feet, lifting him over his shoulder and running him against the corner. He delivers a couple of elbows to the midsection in the corner, before taking a step back and raising his foot to Kabong's throat. After a few more seconds of blatant choking he whips Kabong hard into the opposite turnbuckle, sending the challenger in chest-first. Kabong staggers back holding his chest in pain, and Scottie delivers a picture perfect German suplex!

Dean Nathaniel; Scottie Rayda is keeping up a menacing pace in this matchup. This mixture of impact manoeuvres is keeping El Kabong Jr from getting in any offense whatsoever.

Robert Purcell; Scottie is making an exhibition of El Kabong Jr!

Rayda sits on the mat as Kabong lies behind him, struggling to get up. He stands up, gesturing cockily to the fans again, to another round of boos. He walks over to Kabong as EKJ gets to his knees, lifting him up and pushing him into the corner. He delivers a hard knife-edge chop, then another. He walks EKJ across the ropes to the centre and throws him across the ring, looking to deliver a clothesline, but Kabong ducks under it! The crowd suddenly jump to their feet at signs of a resurgence from Kabong, and he repays their faith in him with a hurracanrana! Rayda staggers out of the move and into the corner, visibly shocked by the sudden efforts on Kabong's part! EKJ gets up and runs towards Rayda as he staggers out of the corner, jumping up and hooking the head for a DDT, but Scottie counters with an astonishing spinebuster!

Dean Nathaniel; Oh! That was a shocking spinebuster!

Robert Purcell; And El Kabong never saw it coming!

Dean Nathaniel; Nonetheless, that's certainly a warning to Scottie Rayda. He was getting a little too comfortable!

Scottie gets up, shaking the cobwebs loose after that brief attack by Kabong. He quickly grabs Kabong and lifts him up, setting him over his shoulders and delivering a powerful Samoan drop. Rather than make the cover, Rayda grabs Kabong's right leg and turns him over, setting him into a half crab. Kabong puts his arm to his back, the move inflicting some pain on his spine as Scottie sits back, keeping Kabong locked in the hold.

Robert Purcell; This is perfect wrestling, Dean. Scottie Rayda is using an opportunity to subdue El Kabong Jr, and allowing himself to take a much-needed breather!

Dean Nathaniel; I think you may be onto something there. Rayda certainly doesn't seem to be too fussed at squeezing a submission victory over El Kabong Jr here.

Kabong struggles towards the ropes, dragging Scottie with him as he reaches out, attempting to free himself from the pain of the half crab. He grabs the bottom rope, and the referee tells Rayda to release the hold, which he does. He turns around and stomps hard on El Kabong Jr's back, keeping the luchadore down on the canvas. He drops a painful elbowdrop to the kidney area, and Kabong's head hangs over the apron as Rayda gets out of the ring. He drives his elbow across the back of EKJ's head, forcing his throat against the ring edge, before rolling him over and pulling him a little further out. Kabong's upper body is suspended over the floor, Rayda holding him in an inverted front facelock and delivering powerful forearms to the torso as the fans clap, trying to stir El Kabong Jr into some action.

Dean Nathaniel; The fans are certainly getting behind El Kabong Jr here.

Robert Purcell; They've got no choice! It's either him or Rayda, and we all know what they think of the champ!

Scottie pushes Kabong back into the ring, climbing up onto the apron and stepping back inside. He drops down and makes a nonchalant cover on El Kabong, which EKJ escapes at two. Scottie picks Kabong up again, pushing him up against the ropes. He takes another second to taunt the fans, before whipping Kabong across the ring. Kabong reverses in the centre, to an excited reaction from the crowd! He ducks down, attempting a back body, but Scottie counters with a quick kick to the shoulder. Kabong stands up straight as Rayda launches a clothesline in his direction, managing to duck just in time. He runs the ropes as Rayda spins around, coming back and delivering a headscissors takedown! Rayda is sent rolling from the ring as the fans cheer, Kabong having finally managed to get some decent offense in! Scottie stands up on the outside as Kabong looks around, surveying the reaction!

Dean Nathaniel; El Kabong Jr is back in business!

Robert Purcell; That's what you thought last time, and look what happened there!

Rayda staggers around the ring as Kabong slides out behind him, chasing after Rayda. He catches him up and grabs Scottie by the head, slamming it hard against the steel steps. Rayda crawls away, using the crowd barrier to prop himself up as Kabong climbs the steps onto the apron, raising his arm into the air. The crowd give him their support as he watches Scottie stand up and turn around, jumping off the apron and delivering a textbook cross body! He doesn't stop there, leaning over Rayda and delivering a few right hands as the fans beside shout and cheer him on. He gets up and throws his arms into the air to a rapturous reception, as Scottie gets up. Rayda stumbles slightly, and Kabong delivers a dropkick to the back that sends Rayda falling forward, cracking his chin off the ringsteps! He leans over the steps, grimacing as Kabong continues to rile up the crowd.

Dean Nathaniel; Listen to the support for El Kabong Jr! I think these fans have forgotten all about Rude Boy for the time being.

El Kabong Jr grabs his jacket from the corner of the ring, walking over and wrapping it around Scottie Rayda's neck. He gives the champion a taste of his own medicine, choking the life out of him. He drags Rayda to his feet, the Australian trying to free EKJ's grip on him as Kabong uses the jacket to swing Rayda in a circle, throwing him back against the ringsteps! Rayda takes a tumble over them as El Kabong tosses his jacket into the crowd, resulting in a scrap three or four rows back. He walks over and grabs Rayda by the head, lifting him up and slamming it against the announce table. Rayda stumbles over as Kabong removes the cover from the table, lifting up the monitors and tossing them aside!

Robert Purcell; El Kabong could be making a big mistake here!

Dean Nathaniel; His designs are around the Creation Heavyweight title, Robert, and like every other wrestler in this company he will go to any lengths to try and win it!

Robert Purcell; In that case, I'm getting the hell out of his way!

Kabong grabs Rayda and rolls him onto the table, making sure he stays there with a few right hands. He walks over to the ring and jumps onto the apron, giving a signal to the crowd as they perk up, standing in unison and in anticipation of Kabong's next move! He scales the turnbuckle, keeping one eye on Rayda for signs of life as the Heavyweight champ lies motionless on the table. EKJ stands high over the floor as he looks down on Scottie, before flinging himself forward with the El Kabong Special Splash! He comes crashing down on top of Scottie Rayda, delivering the move to the delight of the crowd!

Dean Nathaniel; What a move! El Kabong Jr just sacrificed himself to deliver an awesome splash to Scottie Rayda! Our announce table has been shattered to pieces!

Robert Purcell; That was the stupidest thing I've ever seen! Well not quite, but it comes close!

Dean Nathaniel; Both of these men are motionless, but what a move from Kabong! We have to see that again, Robert! Just look at the height, the airtime on that Special Splash!

As the instant replay ends, El Kabong Jr begins to stir. The fans are chanting "Holy shit!" as he crawls towards the ring apron, trying to pull himself up. Scottie Rayda remains down and out on the floor as Kabong drags himself to his feet, the fans giving him some well deserved applause as he staggers over to the champion. He lifts Rayda up and drags him towards the ring, eventually mustering the energy to roll him into the ring. Scottie lies motionless on the canvas now as Kabong walks over to the timekeepers area and grabs a steel chair, snapping it shut! He rolls into the ring and drags Scottie into the centre of the ring wearily, placing the chair on top of him! He walks back towards the turnbuckle, pulling himself onto the top rope again as everyone in the crowd watches in awe, the tension mounting as they anticipate a victory for El Kabong!

Dean Nathaniel; El Kabong Jr is going in for the kill! There's no way Scottie would be able to kick out of two Special Splashes!

Robert Purcell; Even I would have my doubts!

El Kabong stands up on the top, throwing himself off and delivering a second splash! The chair is sandwiched between he and Rayda, doing intense damage to the pair of them! Kabong rolls off holding his ribs as the chair slips down from Rayda, and the fans beg Kabong to make the cover!

Dean Nathaniel; Come on Kabong! Pin him, and the title's yours!

Kabong crawls over to Rayda slowly, draping an arm across the champion! The fans pop for that, and count along with the referee as he drops for the one, two, shoulder up! Shoulder up!

Dean Nathaniel; Oh my God! Rayda kicked out! This is unbelievable!

Robert Purcell; That's why he's the champion, Dean! Never say die!

The fans hold their heads in disappointment, and Kabong sits on the canvas in shock as Scottie Rayda manages to hang onto his title by the skin of his teeth! Kabong stands up, looking out at the fans one more time as they beckon him to put Scottie Rayda away! EKJ stands in the centre of the ring, turning in a circle and surveying the crowd as they will him to victory in this matchup! Scottie Rayda begins to drag himself towards the corner as El Kabong puts his hand to the back of his head. He whips off his mask, revealing himself as Rude Boy! The fans explode into a massive pop, and Rude Boy begins to pace around the ring, riling the fans up as they begin to chant his name!

Dean Nathaniel; It is Rude Boy!

Robert Purcell; I told you! I told you from the beginning!

Dean Nathaniel; This is unbelievable stuff! The fans are going absolutely crazy! How can this be, Robert?

Robert Purcell; I knew they were the same person! That'll teach you lot to ignore me in future!

Scottie Rayda stands up in the corner, turning around and seeing Rude Boy, dressed in El Kabong Jr's gear! He looks at him in total confusion and makes a move towards him, only for Rude Boy to deliver a kick to the midsection! He grabs Scottie by the head and runs towards the corner, going for the New Skool Super Skank, only for Scottie to counter and throw Rude Boy across the ring, straight onto his backside! Scottie grabs the nearby chair as Rude Boy stands up, levelling Rude Boy in the head with the weapon! A huge jeer sounds through the arena as Rude Boy is floored, Rayda dropping the chair and shaking his wrist in pain from the force of the shot!

Robert Purcell; What a chairshot! Rude Boy always had a screw loose, but I think that screw just fell out of the back of his head!

Scottie picks up the chair again as Rude Boy holds his head in pain. He walks over and lifts the chair up, beginning to wail on Rude Boy with it, hitting him with shot after shot after shot! Rude Boy rolls around the canvas, trying to escape the fierce power of the metal on his body as Rayda continues the punishment! After eight shots he drops the chair and makes a cover, and the referee counts one, two, no! The fans pop again, and Rude Boy escapes to continue the match! Rayda stands up, roaring in anger. He picks up the chair and prepares to hit Rude Boy again, but tosses it to the floor and beckons Rude Boy to get up!

Dean Nathaniel; It could be over real soon for Rude Boy! What a match this is turning out to be!

Robert Purcell; Scottie Rayda has that wild look in his eye!

Blood is streaking down Rude Boy's face from that original chairshot as he stands up, wiping the blood from his eyes. Rayda grabs him and spins him around, delivering a kick to the stomach! He sets Rude Boy up and lifts him onto his shoulders, delivering a vile powerbomb! Still keeping hold, he lifts Rude Boy up and spins him around, powering him down onto the steel chair! The powerbomb sends shockwaves echoing through the arena as Rayda hauls Rude Boy up again!

Robert Purcell; It's got to be over! It's got to be!

Dean Nathaniel; There's no telling in this match!

Rayda brings Rude Boy crashing down onto the canvas, delivering the third powerbomb! The fans will Rude Boy to kick out as the referee drops down to make the count of one, two, three! The fans sigh in disappointment, and the bell rings as Rayda stands up, still the Creation Heavyweight Champion! Rude Boy is left lying on the canvas as the referee hands Rayda the belt, raising the retaining champion's hand into the air!

Dean Nathaniel; What a match! What a match that was!

Robert Purcell; And once again, Scottie Rayda has prevailed!

Dean Nathaniel; This night has been full of twists and turns, but at the end of it all Scottie Rayda is still the Heavyweight Champion! Rude Boy has finally been unmasked, but that was not enough to deter the Australian tonight!

Robert Purcell; Some might say he's beaten two opponents tonight! What a victory!

Rayda walks up the ramp, raising the belt over his head as the bloodied Rude Boy turns over, staring up at Rayda through a crimson coloured face as the champion walks up the ramp, celebrating the successful defence of his title!