Thanksgiving Turkey Terror

Sunday, November 28th, 1999

Alomo Dome, in San Antonio, TX

(Scene opens in a cemetary. It is dark, and there are giant shadows cast by huge oak trees. There is a spotlight on one section of the cemetary. The camera gradually zooms in on this area, where two tombstones look freshly laid. The writing on the tombstones slowly comes into focus, which read "Brett Logan" on one, and "Jason Logan" on the other. The scene cuts to black.

"Fuel" by Metallica begins to play, and CWF highlights are shown, before cutting to inside the sold out Alomo Dome. When it does, the camera focuses on the entrance ramp, where three giant bursts of fireworks shoot off into the air, setting off a trail down the entrance ramp of sparks. The sparks reach the ring, and then ten giant gunshot fireworks shoot off out of the ringposts. The camera finally pans around the arena, where everybody has a sign. It zooms in on a few of them, which read "I am the white druid!", "Put Dan in the HOF!", and "Hart's mom is a HORE!" (there is no W). It then jumps to the announcer's booth, where Matt Murdock, Vanessa McLure, and Eric Masterson sit.)


Matt Murdock: What is up with that? Did Logan die? Who is Jason Logan?

Eric Masterson: I have no idea. I know Brett isn't dead, I just ran into him earlier today!

Vanessa McLure: I think Jason died when he was a young child…

Matt: How would you know that?

Vanessa: Brett told me. We got REAL close one night.

Eric: Yeah right. You know you couldn't get within fifty feet of him!

Vanessa: Sure I could!

Matt: Okay, okay, enough you two…we've got a great show for you tonight!

Eric: You aren't kidding. Nine matches, all five titles on the line, a cage match, a Trenchtown Streetfight, and an Inferno match!

Matt: Well, first things first…we've got an interview with a newcomer to the CWF…Taurus.


(The arena is packed with rabid fans awaiting the beginning of the PPV. Everyone is screaming and has been since the announcers came out. Then suddenly the lights cut. The arena becomes eerily silent and still. Nothing moves as it waits the next moment. Then a red spotlight begins traveling the crowd. Slowly at first, but it begins to pick up speed. Still no sound... but that all changes as "Dragula" by Rob Zombie cuts through it all and fills the arena with new life. The spotlight still making passes around the crowd. Then it stops on the entranceway. Out steps a man known as Taurus. The fans don't know whether to cheer or to boo. They are silent. Taurus is smiling as he comes out. He is holding a T.V remote and is pressing buttons and pointing to the crowd. After each time he laughs. He slowly makes his way down the rampway taking his time. Just then, he is handed a mic from one of the crew members. He is still very much taking his time.)


Taurus: "Well I should introduce myself to the fans of the CWF... my name is Taurus... remember that name...because it is more than a name... it is more than that. Taurus is all about one thing... and that is hardcore wrestling... I can't say I am known for much else. I will do battle with many wrestlers in this federation... bringing many to their knees. I will
prove myself. As for the remote... well Brett...sorry man, I completely forgot about the remote. Silly me... sheesh... and well that T.V was one of those... that doesn't work without the remote... I guess it is just too good for you. But things seem to get the better of you. You may think of me another person in the crowd... but I will influence you all.
As for SD... I sure hope you hang 10 to hang onto that title long enough so you and I can get in that wrestle and just settle things the way they should be. No matter whom I face in the four corners... well let's just say that you all will be getting your money's worth that night... GUARANTEED!"


(Taurus continues a bit faster paced down the rampway as the spotlight turns off and the lights return. Taurus stares at the ring and points to it a few times as he walks by it. Then Taurus heads into the ring. He is met there by Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler.)


Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: Hey Taurus and let me welcome you to the...

Taurus: Ya that's just great... listen I must ask you... what is with the name?

Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: Just grew on me... got it right as I came in the business back in…

Taurus: Well that is probably a really interesting story... but that will also hurt the ratings... you know television these days (trying to sound enthusiastic)... I must tell you that the one key thing to wrestling is to just plain old kick ass at whatever you do... whether it be announcing... or wrestling... or referring. If you can kick ass you are doing then you got no problems. Otherwise you end up getting names... and well with that name you just can't kick ass.

Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: True... true.

Taurus: Ahh hell stop... I was going to try and help you out... but you are hopeless.

Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: Well... anyway...

Taurus: And you know another thing about being good at what you do... you should always get involved. Now Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler you may have. Let me tell you something... I look at the great lineup we got tonight... (Taurus pulls out the matches for tonight) and well I double checked a few times and didn't catch the name... Assassin on the list. You my friend are only cheating yourself by not getting involved and let me tell you something... I am doing you a favor by signing you a match early my friend. Let me... let the world know now... Taurus vs. Assassin hardcore debut match on Sunday Night Superzone, next week. Can you handle it... I sure hope so... because sometimes the greatest of enemies become good friends... well Assassin and I do have very much in common... which leads to two endings... one is that of hatred... the other of loyalty. Where will Taurus take you next... you ask... well this is only the beginning of my
influence... as you can see... I still have this...


(Taurus thrusts the remote up and into the air... the crowd reacts by cheering a little. Not much, but just enough. Taurus smiles, as he is satisfied. Then he lowers the remote control back down and hides it in his coat.)


Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: Taurus now that I got you here... there is a bit of a rumor traveling around of your style of hardcore that is different than many wrestlers? Could you clarify this?

Taurus: Normally I would say that it was too tough a question and to ask something a wrestler would understand... but hey lets just say that I like talking hardcore so here it is... unlike some... I bring my weapons to the ring... whatever that may be. I shop around a little picking up the most interesting things to inflict pain. On top of that, I have been
known to be quite different than many... I have lost several matches... but in my mind they are wins... a win for me is to go to my extreme... and if that means DDTing someone off a 15 foot balcony and hurting yourself more than the other guy... well I still view
that as a win.

Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler: Yes that is what I have heard. Well how was your Thanksgiving din..."

Taurus: No one wants to hear about my Thanksgiving dinner. So don't talk about it. Listen this interview is not getting anywhere so let me liven it up by introducing to everyone man's best friend for the millenium.


(Taurus pulls out a 4 x 4 wood board from his coat. He looks at it like it were something holy. Then he talks again.)

Taurus: This will take over what the pet rock was. This is the future of us all. Everyone will want one and everyone will have one. This is our future. Say hello to Taurus's all time favorite weapon.


(The 4 x 4 has dent in it. Tacks, nails, burn marks, and many other wounds lie on the nearly destroyed object. Taurus runs his hand over it.)


Taurus: Well I must say that this was the only way to end it... with the introduction to every wrestler's nightmare. But I am going to get out of here and catch the rest of the PPV with my remote control backstage.


(Taurus laughs as he stands. The lights cut as a single red spotlight travels the crowd. "Dragula" blasts as he makes his exit.)


Matt: Interesting words, from a weird man.

Eric: I'll say. Did he take that remote control from Brett's house?

Matt: Who knows…he probably just brought it from a TV backstage…

Eric: On with the show…

Mack McMichaels, Ryan McMichaels, and the Bodyguard vs The Bishop, Logan, and X

Loudmouth: Ladies and Gents, this bout is a six man hardcore no DQ match up. Coming down the isle the Revolution.


( "Shove it" by the Deftones plays as the Revolution is promptly booed by the crowd. )


Loudmouth: And their opponents, Brett Logan, Bishop and the Peoples Champion X!!!


( Brett Logan, X and Bishop come to the ring to a mix of all three's entrance music. About half the crowd pops and the rest boo this team. They enter the ring but the bell doesn't ring. Bishop asks for a mic. )


Bishop: What the hell is going on here? Ring the damn bell.


( All of a sudden, Kid Rock's "Bawitdaba" plays and The Prodigy walks down in a ref shirt.)


Prodigy: Shut your mouth Bishop, I am the Ref for this match. Let the match begin!!


(DING DING DING.)


Matt: Okay fans your ref for this match up is The Prodigy. Logan starts things off for his team and Mack starts it off for his. Logan and Mack have a history in the CWF has Mack picked up a big win off Logan a few weeks ago. Logan hasn't had much success in the CWF lately despite being one of our biggest names and top athletes here in CWF. They lock up an a collar and elbow.

Eric: Low blow by Mack!!! And the Prodigy doesn't even care, even if it is NO DQ.

Vanessa: Mack gives Logan a drop kick and then follows it up with an evenflow DDT!! He covers but X and Bishop come in with a chair. Mack gets off of the cover and turns towards them but them both have one end of the chair and ram Mack right in the face! And Prodigy yells at Bishop and X!! But it's no DQ so Prodigy has no right to.

Eric: Mack wasn't a sight to behold before but now...I can't even look! He's busted open and Logan gives him a spike piledriver on the chair. Now Ryan and The Body Guard come in and attack Logan! TBG with a big boot and Ryan nails a ...no wait Logan reverses the attempted super kick into a powerslam!

Matt: Here come X and Bishop. They double team TBG and throw him outside the ring. The Prodigy yells at Bishop again. X jumps off the top rope to the outside but TBG catches him. Bishop with a baseball side and TBG drops X and goes back first into the steel guardrail. Logan is getting whomped by the McMichaels brothers inside the ring as they hot shot in across the ring rope and then follow it up with a 3D!!! Prodigy looks a bit excited that Mack's team hit a big move like that.

Vanessa: X comes in with a fire extinguisher and lays it right across the back of Mack's head. Mack falls down in a heap and now X sprays the foam into the eyes of Ryan, he goes down too!!! On the outside TBG suplexes Bishop onto the steel steps! Bishop is down and TBG is up on the ring apron about the reenter this fight.

Eric: But Logan who is recovered from the 3D is up and takes the chair that has been forgotten about and just cracks TBG with it. TBG falls back down to the floor and is out of it. X suplexes Ryan and then gives Mack a suplex onto Ryan!!! This match is on fire!!!

Matt: Bishop sets up a table outside. He doesn't unfold it but he lays one side on the steel guardrail and the other half of it on the ring apron. This doesn't look good for TBG. Inside the ring, Logan gives a double DDT to Ryan and Mack then X comes off the top rope with a frog splash onto both men!!!

Eric: Bishop places TBG on the top rope and he looks like he's going to hit a superplex but he can't quite lift TBG. I think TBG has had too many Skyline 3 ways, or Big Macs. Bishop calls X to come over and X does. Prodigy tells them not to do it. They each get on one side of TBG and hit a superplex onto the table on the outside!!!!! Good God, the table breaks in two and all three men are down and out!

Vanessa: Now Logan looks outside and sees both of his partners are done for the night it looks like. Brett goes to the outside and picks up the time bell and brings it in and tests it on Ryan who was just getting up but now he goes back down. He used the side with the wood and not the side with the bell, Ryan slowly gets back up. Now Logan turns it around and DING!!!!!!

Vanessa: He cracked Ryan once again and Ryan goes down.

Matt: Now Mack is up and superkicks Logan into the ring rope and the bell connects with Logan's chest as he hits the ring rope. Logan goes down and Mack makes the cover!!


Prodigy: One.......two...

Matt: Kickout at two by Brett. I knew it wouldn't end like that. Mack pulls some brass knuckles from his tights...puts them around his hand! Logan is getting up and he hits Brett in the ribs, oh man!

Eric: Logan winces in pain, his ribs must be badly bruised! Mack hits Logan and in the ribs!! Mack is sick! Brett falls down again in pain. But he gets back up. Mack smiles and swings for Logan's face but Logan ducks and then gives Mack and spear!!! He takes the brass knuckles from Mack.

Vanessa: Mack slowly gets up and wham!!! Logan reopens that gash on Mack's forehead from earlier in the match. Mack is bleeding profusely. Logan looks around for some kind of weapon, something he can use to inflict more pain.

Matt: He looks at his hand! He realizes he doesn' t need any weapons. He gets down on top of Mack and just starts beating him silly with lefts and rights. Logan has snapped. Mack is bleeding more and more, but the ref cannot stop it, remember fans, no DQ. Logan keeps punching and screaming something at Mack.

Eric: Logan finally stops and smiles. I can't say Mack didn't have it coming to him for all the sh*t he talks in the locker room and on camera. Whoa hold on a second. Ryan is up and hooks a waist lock onto Logan. But Logan slips around and gives Ryan a German suplex. Now Logan sets the chair up and unfolds it. He places Ryan sitting on the chair. This is the exact setup to the Electric Chair!!! That's Livewire's finisher.

Matt: The fans pop extremely loud and Logan smiles once again. He teases like he's going to do it, he bounces off the ring ropes a few times. He bounces off them some more getting more steam and oh my!! He spears Ryan and the chair!! Ryan's back connected hard with the chair once the chair collided with the mat.

Vanessa: Logan is up and the fans are going crazy. Why doesn't Logan go for the cover?! I know he's not that stupid. Logan goes outside and helps Bishop and X into the ring. He then brings TBG into the ring. What is he doing? He grabs a chair and bashes Ryan who is still down.

Eric: Mack is getting up and he hits Mack over the head with it. Mack goes down. And last and most certainly least, Logan hits TBG. All three Revolution members are down!!

Matt: Now Logan walks over to X.

Eric: He places X on top of Ryan McMichaels.

Matt: Prodigy gets down to count but Logan tells him to hold on.

Eric: I don't know what he's doing but now Logan walks over to Bishop and places him on top of TBG.

Matt: I think I know what he's doing, yes he walks over to Mack and covers. It's a triple cover!!

Eric: And the Prodigy goes down to make the triple three count.

Prodigy: One................two....................three!!!


DING DING DING.


Loudmouth: Your winners, Brett Logan, X and Bishop!!!

Matt: What a match. Brett Logan and X leave the ring now but Bishop stays inside and has some words with The Prodigy. This guy is getting on everyone's nerves it seems like. It seems like Bishop didn't like the way Prodigy called it even though his team won. Now Mack is up and he stands side by side with the Prodigy. Both yell at Bishop. Mack pushes Bishop and walks towards him some more.

Eric: But wait, Prodigy grabs Mack's arm and gives him the ClayMore kick!!! Bishop points to Prodigy who takes off his shirt to reveal a shirt that says the RuleBreakers. Wow, a new faction in the CWF I guess. Prodigy has a mic!

Prodigy: The Prodigy speaks. I can't believe it, we fooled everyone. We fooled The Macks, X , Logon, those 2 dorks at ringside (He points to the commentators) and we even fooled Jay. (He says laughing) Oh my god, you guys are so stupid. I just can't believe you didn't figure it out. I deserve an Oscar for the acting I done. I was better than Hogan. Everyone on the CWF roster better watch out as this its beginning of a new age for CWF, The Rule breakers Age.

Bishop: We just pulled the biggest coo ever in CWF history and there is more to come. Revolution, we have decided to start our own revolution. It's the rule breaker revolution. We will not stop at anything to get what we want.

Prodigy: Any title we want, we shall get as we are (Both men join in and so does the crowd) Just too damn good! Shawn I am here to prove I was the better of the Docherty brothers. And as far as you and Steve are concerned, you are no-longer part of the best organization in wrestling, The Rule breakers.

Bishop: This is the Rule Breakers night and there is nothing you can do Jay to stop that. This is the start of our war on CWF....Nobody can stop us now, not Jay, not The revolution not anybody. You can now call CWF the Rule breakers fed. Any rule CWF sets for us we will break. This is our time and we will use it to get to the top.


(Both men close together and face the camera)


YOU MAKE THE RULES AND WE'LL BREAK THEM!


(The Rule Breakers music play and the two men leave the ring.)

Surfer Dude vs Mack McMichaels

Loudmouth: Our next match is surely a great one! It matches up Surfer Dude and Mack McMichaels for the CWF Heavy Metal Title! This match is a No Disqualification Lumberjack match. But who are the Lumberjacks? We will soon find out. First standing 6 foot 6 and weighing in at 235 lbs. MACK McMICHAELS!


("Shove It (My Own Summer)" by the Deftones blasts over the PA as Mack McMichaels walks out onto the rampway, accompanied by the rest of the Revolution. All 3 guys stroll down to the ring as the fans give them a bunch of boos!! Mack climbs in the ring as The Bodyguard and Ryan stand outside it)


Loudmouth: Now standing 6 feet tall and weighing in at 250 lbs. He is your Heavy Metal Champion! SURFER DUDE!


("Selling the Drama" by Live blasts over the PA as Surfer Dude walks out onto the rampway. He is given a mixed reaction as he strolls down to the ring. He points at Ryan and TBG as he climbs in the ring)


Murdock: Hey, where are the Lumberjacks?! Are they TBG and Ryan!?


("No Way" by Korn blasts over the pa as the lights go out! Red and White lights start to flash over and over. Fireworks go off from the 4 turnbuckles in the ring as the lights come back on. Mack and Surfer Dude are startled by the fireworks and by who comes out. Brett Logan strolls down the rampway as he is given a small reaction. He walks down to the ring and past it, pointing and yelling at Mack and SD the whole time)


McLure: Oooh I like this guy, and Yes! He's coming over here!

Masterson: Why is he coming over here?! I thought he was a lumberjack when he
walked over here!


(Brett Logan walks over to the Announcers table and grabs a head set and sits down. Since Masterson is the neutral commentator, he gets up)


Brett Logan: Masterson great job, but how bout you take a break man!

Masterson: No Problem!


(Masterson walks by the ring and up the rampway and leaves ringside into the back)


McLure: For what is gracing us with your presence!?

Brett Logan: Well one since I'm wrestling the winner of this match next week, I want to be ringside for it. Two when you see the lumberjacks it won't matter because I would have been down here anyway.

McLure: Who are they?

Brett Logan: Just wait!


("More Human than Human" by White Zombie plays as Cyclone walks out onto the rampway, He is followed by JV and Steve "Iceman" Johnson. They get down to ringside as the music stops.)


Murdock: DTA are the Lumberjacks!?

Brett Logan: Just hold on!


("Battle for Heaven" by Glenn Danzig plays as Minister Massacre walks out onto
the rampway. He is followed by The Assassin, Bloodlust, and The Tortured Soul.
The music stops as the CWF Theme starts up. One by One Wrestlers walk down to the arena. "Livewire" Ken Sparks, X, Birdman, Alexander Hart, G-Crusher, Bishop, Claymation, "Smart" Alec Kidd, Remorse, John Clark, Taurus, The Prodigy, Venom, "Hellrazor" Kevin Kirkland, Rocky Miller, Rickey Paige, and Jay Bronie)


Murdock: Damn! The whole Roster is out here! What a great idea by Head Executive Jay. He's always coming up with great shit like this!

Brett Logan: Yeah, Yeah, stop sucking up!


(DING DING DING)


Murdock: Okay, this match is underway, if you're just joining us Brett Logan has accompanied us here for commentary.

Brett Logan: Yep.

McLure: Now Mack and SD tie up with SD getting the advantage. SD throws him
against the ropes and clotheslines him.

Murdock: Mack gets up only to be met with a Surf's Up! SD's version of a superkick! Mack slowly gets up this time and SD against the ropes and a dropkick to Mack! SD is really taking it to him!

Brett Logan: Do I have to do this shit! Oh well, Mack gets up and he is a little famished by the previous moves he's taken. SD tries another dropkick, but this time Mack grabs his legs and throws him down.

McLure: Surfer Dude is up and a little surprised by that. SD and Mack tie up again,
this time Mack gets the advantage! POWERBOMB by Mack! He climbs the turnbuckle and does an elbow drop off the top ropes!

Murdock: Great match so far, Both wrestlers up, and now the fact that wrestlers surround the ring is starting to take affect. Wrestlers are yelling at Mack and SD. Despite that, SD clotheslines Mack. He puts Mack into a Figure-Four Leglock, Mack is in pain!

Brett Logan: Tap You Son of a B*tch! Tap already!

McLure: The ref is asking Mack if he wants to continue or give up, he is giving up! He is giving up!

Murdock: No! He's shaking his head no, He is refusing to tap. Wait! TBG is over near the side where Mack and SD are closest to. Mack is trying for the ropes. TBG reaches in and pulls out Mack! He is lucky!

Brett Logan: Yeah but TBG is getting it! Cyclone, Iceman and JV are over here beating the shit out of TBG, Ryan is coming and we've got a fight broken out here!

McLure: The other Lumberjacks are just watching them laughing. Mack is over there getting mauled! Along with the rest of the revolution. Wait who is Brett motioning at! Hes motioning at X! X is coming over here and Brett is getting up!

Brett Logan: Excuse me for a second!

Murdock: Brett and X just attacked JV from behind. The rest of DTA didn't even
see it! They are beating the shit out of JV. Brett is coming back as X continues.

McLure: No, Brett is going back into the mix! He just pushed Cyclone and pointed in his face. He's picking up Mack and he rolls him back in. Brett turns around and just stares at Cyclone. Now he's coming back!

Brett Logan: Sorry, had to quickly take care of some business. Now Mack is back in and Surfer Dude takes advantage at Mack being on the ground. He starts stomping away at him! DTA and The Revolution are still going at it and so is X and JV.

Murdock: Mack and SD tie up in the ring and Mack gets the advantage. He pushes SD down. Wait where is Mack going!? Mack is over here near us and he's getting a chair. He's pointing at Brett, and Brett stands up but stays where he is.

McLure: Mack rolls in the ring with that chair, but before he can use it SD kicks him in the stomach! The chair slides out of the ring and on to the ground.

Brett Logan: Both men up and Mack slings him into the ropes! They both come hard and double clothesline each other! They are both out! Wait who's in the ring!

Murdock: The Tortured Soul and Bloodlust just climbed in the ring by Massacre's orders. Tortured Soul goes after SD and so does Bloodlust! Wait, Cyclone and Iceman are in the ring. Livewire is climbing in All HELL as broken out! Where is Brett going this time?!

McLure: Brett is in the ring and he's beating the shit out of Cyclone! Tortured Soul and Bloodlust still taking it to SD, Livewire and Iceman are going at it! Livewire is getting his ass kicked by Iceman, Brett throws Cyclone out of the ring. Livewire still getting his ass kicked! WHOA! Brett Logan just hit Iceman, he just threw him over the ropes, and he's helping up Livewire. The two stare! I thought he was going to hit him!

Murdock: Well it really doesn't matter, because Massacre is in and he just nailed
Livewire from behind! Logan just watches, and he is coming back to the booth.
All men are now out of the ring. Mack and SD are still both out!

Brett Logan: Sorry about that guys, I don't think I will have to do that again!

McLure: Brett, why didn't you hit Livewire? Why did you help him?!

Brett Logan: Hey, I may not be partners with him anymore, but I still have respect for the man. Plus I hate DTA, and I did what needed to be done.

Murdock: Great words from Logan! Mack is up and so is Livewire! Mack sends SD into the corner, and MACK ATTACK!!! Mack with the Mack Attack!

McLure: Brett is standing up again, this time he is yelling at Mack. Mack could win
this but no he has his attention turned to Brett. Brett just picked up his chair and
has it behind his back. He walks right up to the ring!

Murdock: He is yelling and pointing at Mack, while Mack isn't looking he
slides a chair in the ring! Why did he do that!

McLure: Brett is coming back!

Brett Logan: Ok my turn! Mack is still yelling at me but what he doesn't know is
that SD is right behind him with that chair. HEY MACK WATCH OUT! Mack turns
around and SD tosses him the chair and, BANG! POINT BREAK! POINT BREAK! That's it, SD for the pin! 1.....2.....3!!!


(DING DING DING)


Murdock: Surfer Dude wins and retains the title, you can give some of that credit to Brett Logan, who is up again. He's in the ring. SD is celebrating with that title in his hand and he doesn't see Brett. Brett taps on his shoulder and he turns around and Brett nails him in the stomach. He puts SD through his legs, and BAM! LAST JUDGEMENT by Brett Logan! SD is out!

McLure: He walks over to Mack and puts him through his legs and another LAST JUDGEMENT by Brett Logan! SD and Mack are out! DTA and Asylum are in the ring. The whole roster is out here and everyone is going at it. We are going to
have to break this up, here comes security, we will be right back!


(Scene opens with scenes from Mack McMichaels ring entrance shown out of order in random short clips. "SHOVE IT" by The Deftones is playing and Mack enters the screen's view with the scenes behind him. The Bodyguard shows up next and is holding up a Mack McMichaels "God of Wrestling" shirt. Then Ryan McMichaels comes in wearing a "Revolution" hooded sweatshirt with Mack, Ryan, and TBG's faces on it with the disciples in the background.)

Mack: Well, well, well the IQ level is higher during this commercial break than it probably was during the past segment on TV. So get yourself some high impact gear. Get my "God of Wrestling" shirt or "The Revolution" hooded sweatshirt. The God shirt is only $19.95 and the Revolution hooded sweatshirt is $22.95.

Ryan: Buy them now. Buy them now. Buy them now. You are my zombie mind slave and will buy 20 shirts of each kind you see here now. Buy them now!

Mack: God! (Smacking himself in the forehead) Anyways why I got the chance. Have you been Macked yet?

(Screen fades out on clips of Mack and The Revolution to "Shove It" by The Deftones.)

X vs Remorse vs Birdman

Matt Murdock: Okay order has been restored, and Eric Masterson is back in the booth.

Vaness McLure: Unfortunately…

Eric Masterson: Hey!!

Matt: Anyway, while we were away, Ricky Paige decided he wanted to talk. Lets go back and show you highlights of it.

Eric: It's pretty pathetic. What's funny, is this guy thought we would put him on live tv!


(The camera cuts to the CWFTron: The lights flicker on and off for a minute. Old music from the 1980s plays without words as Ricky Paige comes down to the ring with a mic. He enters the ring and motions for them to cut the music. )

Ricky: Here I am CWF, look at me. I've got mic time!! Woo hoo!!! I must be a big name if I can get some mic time. I've been here for the one year plus that we've been open. Heck, thats a lie. I was here before that. Back when Jay and I started looking at Indys and other feds for some more talent. BUT I was here first Jay!!!

Ricky: Remember I was gonna be the chosen one?! You are a bastard Jay. You forgot all of your promises to me!!! Iceman, I heard Jay screwed you over for Livewire, don't trust Jay. He's a slick hair fast talking backstabber!! Jay, I put you on TV. I bring all the ratings to the CWF. I should be called Mr. SNS, no hell, I should be called Mr. I equal ratings, because I do equal ratings! Jay you can thank me for all the money you have, you piece of crap.

Ricky: Hey Livewire, you're the pretty boy here in the CWF, the poster boy. Why don't you give me a match huh? Massacre, you're so damn god like, are you afraid to face me? Iceman, you're so hardcore why don't you face me, I am the uncrowned king of hardcore don't you know? Brett Logan, you say you look up to me, well its about time someone did. I am going to take the CWF into the next millennium. See I....


( Before Ricky can finish more old 1980s music plays. This time Rocky Miller comes to the ring with his own mic. He waves at Ricky. )


Rocky: Hey Ricky, remember me? Rocky Miller, your old tag partner. The CWF Jobbers was our title.

Ricky: I remember, I remember the humiliation we got week in and week out.

Rocky: Listen Ricky, I have a great idea.


( Rocky whispers in Ricky's ear. Ricky begins to smile. )


Ricky: Okay, I like that plan.

Rocky: Next week CWF, be ready for a shocker!!!


( The '80s music plays as Ricky and Rocky leave together. The camera cuts back to the announcer's booth.)


Matt Murdock: How pathetic!

Vanessa McLure: You ain't kiddin' for once..

Eric Masterson: What do these idiots think they are going to do?

Matt: Who knows…anyway, up next is a three-way, elimination match for the People's title. Let's go to Loudmouth, who's in the ring, for the intros.

Loudmouth: Ladies and gents, this following match up is for one fall and is a three way dance triple threat match for the CWF People's title. First making his way down the aisle at 242 lbs and standing at 6'4". He hails from parts unknown, Remorse!


("Hate Me Now" by Nas and Puff Daddy plays as Remorse enters to very little crowd reaction at all. As Remorse enters the ring "Coma White" by Marylin Manson hits the sound system. The fans cheer as synchronized pyros fire up all along the special Thanksgiving Turkey Terror stage set.)


Loudmouth: And now the current reigning CWF People's champion, X! He weighs in at 248 lbs and at a height of 6'5", he hails from parts unknown.


( The big huge Turkey next to the CWF-Tron's eyes glow green. X comes out and the fans quickly give a loud roar of boos that do more than rival the now dying out sound of the original cheers. X holds up his People's title high above his head and looks proud. He makes his way to the ring as the lights go out.)


Loudmouth: And now the third and final competitor of this title match up. He hails from Vancouver, Canada and weighs 255 lbs and is 6'5". They call him…BIRDMAN!


("Who Dat" by JT Money hits the sound system and Birdman makes his way down the aisle to a chorus of mixed boos and cheers.)


Matt: All three men are 6'5" and all weight within a 13-pound range. That's a tad different for once. This match should be awfully close. All three men are very new to the CWF ranks.

Eric: Very odd I must say.

Loudmouth: Ladies and gents, the referee for this contest is Jordan Jones!

(The crowd boos as the ref parades around showing off the belt. Loudmouth exits the ring with the belt in his hands. Jordan Jones calls for the bell. The three wrestlers circle each other in the ring a few times and then all three men dive in at the same time. All three men try for a lock up at the same time.)

Eric: All three men lock up together. Birdman trips and X pushes Remorse over on top of Birdman.

Matt: Double pin count.

Jordan: One..twooo.no good. Birdman's foot is on the ropes. Release the pin.

Vanessa: Oh my! X is up and he puts an arm bar on Remorse. Birdman gets up and climbs the ropes slowly. Birdman hits a huge splash off the top rope.

Eric: X and Remorse both go down. Remorse got the worst of it since X had the submission hold on Remorse and he went down hard.

Matt: Birdman grabs X and hits a vertical suplex on top of Remorse. Boy Remorse sure is taking the worst out of this match. Poor guy.

Vanessa: X and Birdman show no remorse.

Matt: Wow you made a pun. How amazing.

Eric: X grabs ahold of Birdman's leg and yanks him down to the mat. X applies the figure four-leg lock. Remorse is getting up and he hooks a sleeper on X. Whoa! We have all three men involved in submissions now.

(Slowly the crowd rises to their feet and all direct their attention to the entranceway. They begin to slowly make noise to notify everyone that someone is coming out. The camera switches its view to the entranceway and pyros fire off one after the other in sequence of their order from left to right. "I Like Big Butts and I Cannot Lie" by Sir Mix A Lot begins to play. Ted Randy comes out in a Armani suit and his hair is slicked back like Elvis. The crowd goes nuts.)

Matt: Holy shit, it's Ted Randy. He's back. Oh God why did you do this to us.

Vanessa: I thought he was fired?!?!?

Eric: He shouldn't be here. Someone remove him now.

Vanessa: Shut up jackass. He can call it good. None of that Livewire bullshit. Bad is back baby.

(Ted makes his way to the commentary table and picks up a head set. Vanessa makes Eric give up his seat. The view switches to the ring where all three wrestlers are in the submission hold triangle.)

Ted: Oh God does it feel great to be back.

Eric: I want my seat back dammit.

Vanessa: No way dammit.

Matt: Focus on the match people. We are CWF not WCW or WWF.

Ted: I was allowed to make a special guest appearance for this match. Why else would I have been promoting Thanksgiving Turkey Terror.?

Matt: I heard your new job is doing some promo work for PPV's.

Ted: Yep! Tonight you'll see one for the next PPV and we are going into studios next week on Monday to start filming for Mega Matches: Millennium Madness. That's our huge January PPV. That will be the first PPV in CWF to happen twice. It's our biggest PPV of the year. Back in January we had CWF New Year's Mega Matches. It was our first PPV and it's the big daddy of them all.

Vanessa: God your hot Ted.

Ted: Uh, that's nice to hear. (Coughs and moves more towards Eric.)

Eric: Get away you stupid freak. I don't want a STD.

Matt: X has released the figure four-leg lock and has escaped the sleeper of Remorse. All three men lay limp in the ring. Logan rolls to the outside and makes his way slowly to the guardrail. He catches his breath for a moment and a near by fan gives him a pat on the back.

Eric: X knocks the monitors off the Guatemalan commentary table. He drags the table over to the side of the ring near the entrance ramp. X removes the mats from the arena floor. Now X walks to the Timekeeper's table and drags it over by the other table he set up. X puts the Timekeeper's table on top of the other table.

Ted: X slides back in the ring under the ropes and is quickly met by a barrage of stomps by Remorse and Birdman.

Vanessa: I think something rather interesting is about to happen!

Matt: Remorse picks X up and Birdman quickly hammers down on X with a series of chops to the chest.

Ted: You can hear those in the nosebleed seats. I know because I sat there once during a match between Ric Flair and Sting. Flair slapped Sting silly.

Matt: Birdman picks X up and is about to bodyslam him. Remorse however, hits a side leg sweep and knocks Birdman over and Birdman falls on his back with X landing on top of him.

Ted: Cave in! Cave in! Cave In!

Matt: What is a cave in?

Ted: It's the name of that move.

Eric: Jesus he is already making shit up now.

Vanessa: Shut up Eric.

Ted: Oh my god its dickfor.

Eric: Ok Teddy, what is a dickfor?

Ted: If you don't know what a dick is for then you need to catch up. Ha ha ha.

Vanessa: That's a good one Ted!

Eric: That was stupid. Shut up Ted and leave now.

Matt: Jesus you guys are childish.

Vanessa: I'd be offended you said guys except that I'm not childish. So you must have meant those two.

Ted: Hey now.

Vanessa: Sorry Ted.

Matt: Remorse kicks X off of Birdman and picks Birdman up. Remorse grabs Birdman and lays him on the top table carefully. Remorse climbs the ringpost and showboats.

Ted: Remorse about to jump and X shakes him down. Remorse falls hitting his jewels on the ropes and then falls over onto the table on top of Birdman. X gets on the top turnbuckle and hits a Suntan bomb on the two men on top of each other. They go through both tables all the way to floor below.

Eric: Good lord and no mats to protect them. All three men are out cold and the fans give a huge pop for that move.

Matt: The fans all stand up clapping showing respect for that show stopping move.

Vanessa: Why must they stand and clap. I hate standing and clapping. Why show respect?

Eric: Gee let's see here.

Ted: X is slowly making his way up to his feet.

Matt: The champ is defending his belt well.


(The camera pans the crowd in the first row near the wreckage. One fan is holding a sign that says "CPO Pissed Me Off!!!", another fan is holding his Mack and Da Crew shirt up in the air, and one fan raises her shirt and flashes the camera. Her breasts are painted with the DTA logo. The paint keeps you from seeing a perfectly clear view of her breasts. The fan next to her covers her up with his old EO shirt.)


Eric: Wow! Now that's spirit.

Vanessa: I can do better than her.

Eric: Don't make me laugh…

Matt: X pulls Remorse up and hits a German suplex on him. Now X gets up and pulls Birdman up and quickly hits a DDT.

Ted: Hey Eric! Why was Raggedy Anne kicked out of the toy factory?

Eric: Cause she killed your mom.

Vanessa: That's mean Eric.

Ted: No Erica. Cause she kept sitting on Pinocchio's face telling him "Lie damn it Lie!!!".

Vanessa: I love that joke.

Eric: That joke is gay.

Matt: I don't get it.

Ted: Well see she has his wooden nose up her.

Eric: Ok I think we get the idea there, Ted.

Matt: X pulls Birdman into the ring and Remorse follows them in the ring. X grabs Remorse and hits the Death Warrant. Remorse kicks X off of Birdman. Remorse picks Birdman up and hits Eternity. Remorse covers Birdman.

Michael Jones: 1..2..3...

Loudmouth: Birdman has been eliminated via pinfall by Remorse.

Eric: X creeps up behind Remorse and scoops him up for the cover.

Michael Jones: 1..2..and a kick out. A two count only.

Matt: Whoa we almost had X retaining the gold. But the match continues on with X grabbing Remorse and he hooks on the camel clutch.

Eric: Remorse is already sore from that big bump from the double table smash. I doubt he can last long in this maneuver.

Ted: Oooh! He's got a clutch on! Grab it harder baby.

Vanessa: Well, Remorse refuses to tap out.

Ted: Remorse is screaming in extreme pain as X pulls back even harder. X has nearly snapped Remorse in two. Remorse won't tap still.

Matt: You idiot Remorse just tapped. X wins and retains the belt. Let's go to ringside for the official word.

Loudmouth: Your winner and still People's champion, X!


(Suddenly the lights go out and after a few seconds the lights come back on and a druid in all black is attacking Birdman. X and Remorse begin to help the druid.)


Matt: What the hell? Who is he?

Eric: I have no idea! We'll be right back, after this break…


(Scene fades out to a commercial…there is a small boy, and his father in a store, looking at wrestling tee shirts.)


Kid: Hey Dad, can you get me this shirt. I really want it badly!! Pleeeeeease.

Dad: Yea sure....here's $20, bring it over to the cash register and buy it.

Kid: Thanks dad.


(Kid walks over to register with shirt in hand.)


Kid: I'll take this please.

Cashier: That will be $15.99


(Kid hands the $20 to the cashier, and cashier gives him change. Kid puts on T-shirt and shows his father.)


Kid: Dad, look!

Dad: What the Fu, Fu, Frankly, I love that T-shirt son. But what exactly is a rusty trombone?

Kid: Well, I kinda don't wanna say this in front of you, but ah well. It's when a girl licks a guy's poopie hole and plays the trombone with his pee pee. Get it....it looks like a trombone! That's why I got it daddy, it looks funny.

Dad: Son, we need to have a talk.

Voiceover: JV's New T-Shirt. On sale throughout the country for $15.99. Come get a
Rusty Trombone for yourself!!


(Scene ends.)

Desmond Destiny vs JV

Loudmouth: Ladies and Gentlemen this next matchup is a Trenchtown Match for the CWF International Title. I will now go over the rules for the fans in attendance and those watching at home on Pay Per View. One: The ring will be wrapped in razor barbed wire after the combatants enter the ring. Two: The razor barbed-wire will go ten feet above the ring to keep any other wrestlers away. Three: Both Destiny and JV will were white, the Jamacian traditional color. Four: A wrestler will lose if they cannot answer the ten count or by submission. Let the match begin.


DING DING DING.

Loudmouth: First introducing, at 215 pounds, and six feet, one inches, JAAYYY VEEE!!!!


("I Like to get High" by Cypress Hill plays, and JV walks to ringside in White baggy pants and a wife beater. He gets a decent pop from the crowd.)


Loudmouth: And his opponent, the CWF Intecontinental Champion of the WOORRLLLDD, DESMOND DESTINY!!!


("Dark Side of the Wall: 2000" by Public Enemy plays as Destiny walks to ringside in white baggy pants and a white shirt. He has some scabs on his head. He gets a mixed reaction, mostly boos, from the crowd.)


Matt: Okay, both men are inside the ring and the barbed wire is now being set up and wielded into position. Interesting design for this matchup. It's based on how the poor people of trench town live, that is where Destiny used to live.

Eric: I don't know much about Trenchtown, I haven't been there.

Vanessa: You couldn't survive there, Eric.

Eric: And you could?

Vanessa: A woman has her secrets.

Matt: I doubt we could take a vacation anywhere, let alone Trenchtown, on our salaries. The wielding is now down and the ref tells the men to begin. Destiny and JV begin to claw at each other. Just like rabbid dogs already they are tearing at each other's flesh and ripping and gauging.

Vanessa: Sounds like my last orgy, I mean date.

Eric: Dammit, Jay doesn't pay me enough to sit hear and listen to this crap!!!

Matt: Destiny picks up JV and throws him head first into the barbed wire...JV falls back in pain. Small cuts are all over JV's face.

Vanessa: JV is down and Destiny starts to bite JV on the arm. Hhhmmm...I like a man that can use his teeth.

Eric: Dammt I said Jay doesn't…

Matt: We heard you Eric. Destiny gives JV a knee to the face. JV is in some pain already.

Vanessa: Destiny pulls out a razor and takes the blade and begins to cut at JV.

Eric: JV is getting cut all on his arm, Destiny is going to town.

Matt: Destiny lifts JV up and rubs his arm against the razor barbed wire. JV screams in pain.

Vanessa: Now Destiny kicks JV in the chest, in the arm, all over his body. Destiny is like a wild animal that needs to be tamed. I can tame him.

Eric: For the love of God woman, buy a vibrator. JV tries to escape Destiny but Destiny is liked a predator.

Matt: Destiny walks up to JV but JV kicks him in the area where the sun does not shine. Destiny goes down into a fetal position.

Vanessa: JV is up and takes that razor blade and begins to stab at Destiny's head. Eeewwwwwww, the stabs begin to bleed....Destiny's head is bleeding, kind of se...

Eric: Sickening is what'd I'd call it. Now JV picks up Destiny and gives him a powerbomb. JV picks up Destiny again but this time holds him over his shoulder like he's going for a running powerbomb.

Matt: JV rams Destiny into the razor wire, Destiny screams in pain. JV continuously rams Destiny's head into the razor wire. JV is getting some payback now.

Vanessa: JV slams Destiny and then kicks Destiny a few times in the ribs. JV screams at Destiny. I think Destiny has gotten to JV about all that family talk. JV steps away, and lets Jordan count…

JJ:
1
2
3
4
5

Matt: JV stops the count, by picking up Destiny, and dropping him back on the mat with a giant pump-handle slam!

Eric: Now JV is down and starts to claw at Destiny. Like it or not, Destiny has made JV resort to the Trenchtown way.

Vanessa : JV now punches Destiny but Destiny gets off a right hand too. Both men are down.

JJ:
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9

Matt: And both men are up. JV runs toward Destiny but Destiny spears him.

Eric: Now Destiny climbs the cage. He's going all the way to the top.

Vanessa: He reaches the top and then jumps down onto JV…and connects!!!

Eric: Oh man. I think both men are injured!!

Matt: Destiny somehow struggles to his knees, and Jordan starts yet another count…

JJ:
1
2
3
4
5
6

Eric: JV is up, and Destiny pounces on him. Destiny tries for an Irish whip…reversed by JV!

Vanessa: Ouch, Destiny hit his back hard on the razor wire cage! He comes back, and JV connects with a drop toe hold.

Matt: Now JV rolls him up into a figure four. Tremendous pain on the injured legs of Destiny.

Eric: JV is wrenching it in. But no, Destiny turns it, and he also pushes Destiny towards the ropes, whoa.

Vanessa: JV's face is smashed against the razor barbed wire and also the figure four is being applied. JV will not tap!!!

Matt: Wait a minute…JV realizes where he is, and grabs ahold of the razor wire ropes, which technically breaks the hold!

Eric: Referee Jordan Jones steps in to break the hold. JV's faces has taken on a new color, red, and his hands have several deep cuts in them as well…

Matt: JV struggles to his feet, and spits, all blood, out of his mouth. His eyes get wide open, and he laughs at Destiny.

Vanessa: Son of a…that guy just went loony I think!

Eric: You ain't kiddin', and they said Destiny was the nut…

Matt: JV stalking after Destiny now, and the two men lock up, Destiny tries to slide around, and grabs JV from behind, but he slips, he can't get a grip, JV's black is all bloody!

Eric: JV turns around, and connects with a right hand! A second right hand! He grabs the staggering Destiny, and lifts him over his head…a modified Death Valley Driver!!

Matt: JV laughs, and watches, as Destiny lays in agony.

JJ:
1
2
3
4
5
6
7

Eric: Destiny struggles to his feet.

Matt: But not for long…JV with a kick to the gut…DDT!! That was his finisher! The One! Two! Three DDT!

Vanessa: It's all over now…

Eric: JV isn't finished yet, though! He points up to the top of this razor wire cage! The crowd goes nuts!

Matt: He begins to climb. OH MY GOD, whew…he slipped, and almost fell…

Eric: JV almost up top…uh oh…look at Destiny! He's coming to!

Matt: You're right! He is on his feet, and looks up, there's JV! JV raises his hands in the air and…DIVES HEAD FIRST!!!

Eric: JV JUST DOVE HEAD FIRST OFF OF A FIFTEEN FOOT RAZOR-WIRE CAGE!! HE COLLIDES, AND TAKES OUT DESTINY!

Matt: GOOD GOD! I've never seen anything like that!

Eric: Neither have I! That's insanity! Both men are down…and Jones starts yet another ten count…

JJ:
1
2
3
4
5
6
7

Matt: Look, JV is starting to get up! He is crawling towards the ropes…

JJ:
8
9

Eric: JV pulls himself up to his feet.

JJ:
10!!

Matt: Jordan Jones calls for the bell!

Loudmouth: Your winner, and NEEEWWWW Intercontinental Champion…JAYYY VEEEE!!!!

Eric: A new champion! A new champion!

Matt: The cage is being raised, as officials are out to help these two men to the back. JV gets his hand raised by Jones, and then gladly accepts the IC belt.

Eric: Officials pull Destiny out of the ring, and he walks out, with the help of officials. JV is offered the same, but he shakes his head, and walks out under his own power. What a match!

Steve "Iceman" Johnson vs Tortured Soul

Matt: Well folks let's go backstage for a special interview with DTA and CPO member Cyclone.


(Cameras change view to big screen where Cyclone is shown pushing his hair back with his hands. The crowd begins to cheer loudly as they see him. The camera changes view to backstage with Cyclone. Johnny "Lowlife" Wyler comes onto camera with a microphone and a special Millennium Madness polo shirt on.)


Lowlife: Cyclone, you seemed very pumped right now. Where is your partner JV at?

Cyclone: JV is back in his dressing room training. He got here a little bit late so he is preparing now.

Lowlife: So are you focused on the tag title match later tonight?

Cyclone: Damn straight. Tonight is the night CPO becomes tag champions and we will have a greater reign than The Gravediggers.

Lowlife: That's an awfully big promise to make.

Cyclone: This match will be the show stealer, the unnamed main event, and the match that makes the PPV all worth your money. It's gonna be a turkey feast in that ring and CPO is fucking hungry.

Lowlife: Can you say fucking hungry on PPV?

Cyclone: Yes you can. DTA, The Ultimate Level. CPO the Next Level and Don't... Trust...ANYONE!!!


(Cyclone walks off camera and Johnny Wyler follows him. The camera switches back to the announcer's booth.)


Matt Murdock: Officials are still in the ring, trying to clean up the mess from the last match. What a Pay Per View we've had so far!

Eric Masterson: Yeah, and we've got even more great stuff ahead!

Vanessa McLure: Would the two of you get your heads out of Jay's ass, and talk like two people who AREN'T getting paid exorbitant amounts of money?!

Matt: I just want to keep my job…and still, how can you say this has sucked?

Vanessa: I say what I want, when I want, to whom I want! I am not on the inside, like you.

Eric: Let me guess…you're an OUTSIDER!

Vanessa: As a matter of fact, yes, I am. Honorary member.

Matt: Ahahahah!

Eric: Shut up, Vanessa, and quit living in your own dream world! You know the CWF is the greatest federation out there, and if there was something better, it sure as hell wouldn't be no doubleya see doubleya fed!

Matt: Hey, they have gotten better lately…

Vanessa: Yeah! NWO FO' LIFE!

Eric: Uhh…Vanessa…the NWO died out…

Vanessa: I don't care!

Matt: Hey, we do have our own federation here…stop talking about them!

Eric: Yeah, that's right. Up next, is gonna be a great matchup. Tortured Soul versus…

Vanessa: TORTURED SOUL! He rocks! I like these insane people…

Matt: You LIKE them? The Asylum must be the most hated group in the CWF! How can you LIKE them?!

Vanessa: He's sexy!

Eric: Oh boy, here we go. And they say men are chauvinistic.

Vanessa: Fag.

Eric: No, I'm not. You know for a fact I have a wife and three beautiful kids.

Vanessa: They're ugly kids, anyway!

Matt: ENOUGH! Like Eric was saying…Tortured Soul faces off against Steve "Iceman" Johnson tonight. It looks like the ring is cleaned up, so lets go to Loudmouth, who's in the ring, to introduce the competitors.

Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, with a fifteen minute time limit. Introducing first, hailing from Lawton, Oklahoma, weighing 265 pounds, and standing six feet, five inches tall…STEVE "ICEMAN" JOHNSON!!!!


("Enter Sandman" by Metallica plays as the fans leap to their feet, cheering loudly. The lights fade out to black as two lines of flames begin to leap and flicker their way up the entrance ramp, and as they reach the curtains, they explode in a shower of sparks and smoke. A red strobe light flashes off and on behind the smoke, as the words "Hardcore Specialist" and "Iceman" spin around on the video wall screen, dripping blood everywhere on screen. Suddenly, a shadow appears in front of the strobe light and a red spot light shines on the shadow, which as the smoke clears, is seen as Steve Johnson. In
his right hand is his barbed wire Singapore cane, and wrapped around his neck, hanging from a drawstring is a canvas bag, filled with thumbtacks. Steve is wearing a pair of baggy black jeans, black leather combat boots, and a pair of mirror tinted Oakley wrap around sunglasses. He begins a slow methodical walk to the ring, occasionally slapping a fan's hand or two. He slides in underneath the ring ropes, and immediately leaps up to his feet. He walks to all four sides of the ring, and stands on the first and second rope, raising his cane to the crowd. He finally settles in the middle of the ring, and he looks out at all of the fans, pointing his cane around as he spins a circle. When he finishes that, he takes the bag from around his neck and throws both arms into the air, and red fire explodes from each corner of the ring. He goes to a corner, sets his bag down, followed by his cane, and leans on the turnbuckle, awaiting Tortured Soul.)


Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: And his opponent…


(The lights fade out, leaving only a red glow around the arena. "Battle for Heaven" by Glenn Danzig begins to play. Minister Massacre steps out onto the entrance ramp, bearing white minister robes, with a red sash over his shoulders. Blood drips onto his body from above. Massacre raises his hands slowly, and then violently brings them down, and red pyrotechnics shoot off, bursting up into the air. He takes a microphone out from inside his robes, and puts it to his mouth.)


Minister Massacre: Loudmouth, I'll take it from here. Your voice makes me sick. Now Johnson, you've been talking a lot of shit lately about running through Asylum to get to Minister Massacre. Assassin was one hurdle you just couldn't clear and you're about to wrestle another. Not only has this man held the tag team titles four times and been a member of the only undefeated tag team in CWF history, he's also been CWF champion and holds two wins over YOU. Allow me to introduce him.

Matt: Uh oh…I don't have a good feeling about this…

Vanessa: I hope it's somebody cute!

Eric: I hope it's not who I think it is…I don't know too many people who have beaten the Iceman twice…and I thought he was facing Tortured Soul!

Minister Massacre: Hailing from Philadelphia, PA at a height of 6'10" and weighing 325 lbs., escorted by the beautiful Black Widow, the newest member of Asylum, MURDER ONE!!!!


("O, Fortuna" by Carl Orff plays and Murder One steps out in his gravedigger tights and the Black Widow stands next to him. She rips off her lace wedding dress to reveal gravedigger tights matching M1's and wipes the white makeup from her face. It's Isis. Murder One shouts at Johnson, before making a signal with his hands, setting off purple fireworks. He walks down to the ring, followed by Isis. Murder One walks up the three steel steps, and then goes into the ring, stepping over the top rope. Meanwhile, the Iceman, who's been waiting all this time, has recovered from initial shock, and has a slight smile on his face.)


Matt: What a sick individual the Minister is...faking the Black Widow's death, when it was really Isis all along…

Vanessa: A grand idea, a truly grand idea! I should have thought that up myself…


(DING DING DING)


Eric: There's the bell, and the two men lock up. Murder One is the larger man, and like Massacre so kindly reminded us, holds a two to nothing advantage in this heated rivalry.

Matt: I can't believe he's back! I remember Murder One saying he would never come back, unless Black Reign, his tag team partner, was physically healed…

Vanessa: Murder One sends Johnson to the mat with an arm drag takedown. He locks in on Johnson's elbow…

Matt: The Iceman counters with a poke to the eyes, causing M1 to release his hold.

Eric: There's the creativity of Iceman showing through…he scrambles to his feet, and the two men lock up again.

Matt: This time, Murder One pushes Steve backwards. Johnson takes about two steps back, before stopping dead in his tracks, laughing, and coming full force forward with a clothesline!

Eric: Murder One goes stumbling back, he wasn't ready for that move! Johnson backwards off the ropes…forearm to the head! Murder One off the ropes, and comes back on the celebrating Iceman….BIG boot to the head!

Vanessa: All right! Steve-O is planted in the ring!

Matt: Not for long…Johnson crawls to a corner, and helps himself to his feet. Murder One confidently moves towards Johnson…

Eric: Steve out of the corner with a series of blows! Right hand! Right hand! Kick to the stomach…End of the Line!!!

Matt: NO! Murder One pushes Johnson away! The Iceman is all worked up now, though, and he ducks outside the ring. He's yelling at Murder One to come and get him!

Vanessa: Yeah, Murder One! Kick his ass!

Eric: Murder One does exactly that, stepping outside the ring to do battle. Referee Greg Falling doesn't like it one bit, and he starts a ten count.

Matt: Johnson quickly picks up his beloved cane, and he goes right after the larger Murder One. One, not a dumb man, pushes a ringside official off his chair, and wields himself!

Eric: Murder One flings the chair at Johnson, attempting to distract him. The chair barely makes an impact, and Johnson runs at Murder One…

Matt: SMACK! Cane shot to the head! SMACK! Another shot! OH MY GOD!! Murder One shakes those two shots off, and counters with a kick to the gut followed by a Jackknife Powerbomb!

Eric: Murder One, ever relentless, picks up Johnson…and drops him, neck first on the steel guardrail! He stomps on Johnson a few times, before rolling into the ring to stop the ten count.

Matt: Johnson, on the outside, somehow is finding the strength to get back to his feet. He does, and slowly rolls into the ring.

Vanessa: And Murder One pounces on him like a rabid wolf! Murder One stomping on the leg of Johnson! He's weakening the Iceman's legs for his finisher, the Lethal Injection!

Matt: Johnson grabs the ropes, and Falling commands Murder One to step away.

Eric: Steve slowly pulls himself up to his feet. He appears very, very winded.

Matt: I would have thought Murder One would show some ring rust, but apparently, he is not rusty whatsoever!

Vanessa: I'm sure Isis kept him fully active during his 'retirement'.

Matt: Johnson is on his feet, and wearily puts up his right hand, offering a test of strength…why?

Eric: Murder One wonders the same thing, and he puts his giant hand out next to Johnson…but Johnson, always thinking, ducks his head, and shoulder blocks Murder One!

Matt: He brings M1 to the mat, and he's pounding on Murder One's head! One, two, three, four, five! Referee Greg Falling breaks it up. Johnson picks up Murder One…piledriver!

Eric: Johnson with a cover…one…two…Murder One kicks out!

Matt: Steve gets up, and quickly climbs the turnbuckle. It looks like he's too late, though, Murder One is back on his feet…He's right there by Johnson…

Eric: OH MY GOD!!! The Iceman with a fireball into the face of Murder One!!!


(The camera zooms in on Johnson…)


Steve "Iceman" Johnson: Steve: Hey Massacre!!!!!!! MEMORIES OLD BUDDY!!!!!!!

Matt: My God! Murder One is down, clutching his face! Johnson is up, at the top…SENTON BOMB!

Eric: It's over! It's gotta be over! Johnson with a cover…one…two…THR-NO! Isis just pulled Johnson to the outside!

Vanessa: Way to go, girl!

Matt: And Johnson is PISSED OFF!! He's yelling at Isis like no other!

Eric: Uh oh…Murder One has rolled to the outside…what is he doing? He's got a table! He sets it up behind the unsuspecting Johnson, and rubs his face, which looks like it was only grazed from the fireball…

Matt: Isis shoves Johnson, right into Murder One! Johnson turns around…Murder One with a knee to the stomach…he picks up Johnson, turns him around, and finishes with THE SENTENCE THROUGH THE TABLE!

Eric: GOOD GOD! Murder One with a Dominator, he calls it The Sentence, through that table!

Vanessa: YES! Murder One has this won for sure! He throws Johnson into the ring, and rolls in himself…he makes a cover…one…two…HOLY SHIT!! JOHNSON KICKED OUT!

Matt: Murder One is angry, and he quickly jumps to his feet, and argues with Falling.

Eric: Steve slowly gets to his knees, sees Murder One arguing, crawls over, inside cradle! One! Two! Murder One powers out…

Matt: He's had enough now. Murder One picks up Johnson…flips him upside down…Spinebuster!

Eric: Murder One drags Steve into a corner…and rolls to the outside of the ring.

Vanessa: All right! Murder One grabs Steve's right leg, and drives it right into the metal post! He does it again! Johnson's face shows extreme agony!

Eric: But Murder One doesn't care! He pulls Johnson's right leg halfway out into the open…

Matt: And then changes his focus to outside the ring. He picks up the chair he tossed at the Iceman earlier, and steps back onto the apron, outside the ring.

Eric: He jumps…NO! DON'T! MURDER ONE DRIVES THE CHAIR INTO ICEMAN'S KNEE!

Vanessa: HA HA HA!!

Matt: Johnson screams in pain! He's hurt badly! His leg could be broken!

Vanessa: There's no crying in wrestling! This guy is worse than that Norman Smiley character!

Eric: Shut up, Vanessa…Murder One laughs, knowing he fulfilled his purpose. He discards the chair, and rolls into the ring.

Matt: Just make the cover, you've got it won.

Eric: Murder One drags Johnson into the center of the ring…

Vanessa: He wraps his legs around Johnson's, and falls backwards…FIGURE-FOUR LEGLOCK! Murder One stands up, and falls back again! That's the Lethal Injection! Falling Figure-Four Leglock!

Eric: Murder One continues this process of standing and falling, which has to be tearing tendons and ligaments in Johnson's legs, one of which might already be broken! How in the hell is he withstanding this?

Matt: He will not tap out! He's got to get to the ropes, somehow!

Vanessa: Face it, Murder One has this won!

Eric: Johnson lays back, his shoulders on the ground…the referee notices this…one! two! Steve lurches upwards, to stop the pinfall attempt. Did I just sense a shift of pressure?

Matt: I think you did! Murder One winced in pain when Johnson leaned forward…Steve realizes this, and struggles mightily to sit up….

Eric: He is sitting up now, and turning over!!!

Vanessa: Nooo!!

Matt: Yeeessss!!! Steve is countering this move! He's turning it into a Sharpshooter! Steve's got it turned around!!!

Eric: But Murder One quickly pulls himself towards the ropes. Good lord!

Matt: He got out of the hold! But…his legs have to be severely injured, will he even be able to get up? Murder One realizes this, and struggles to his feet himself, standing, watching over the Iceman.

Eric: Johnson struggling, but somehow, he is up, on one foot. He shouts at Murder One, who comes running at him, but Johnson ducks, and Murder One gets flipped over the top rope!!!

Matt: He flies down, landing hard on that chair he discarded before! Murder One is busted open!!!

Vanessa: No way! This can't be happening!

Eric: Oh it is, sister! Oh it is!

Matt: Murder One is out cold! And Johnson rolls to the outside! Why doesn't he just take the win by count out?

Eric: I have no idea…he heads away from Murder One, towards the entrance ramp…

Vanessa: What the hell is this guy doing? Running? He just ducked underneath the ring!

Eric: Somehow I doubt that... Wait, here he comes now... And he has a table!!!!! Steve slides the table into the ring, and he follows the table in, hobbling around. Steve is now setting up the table, and he goes out of the ring and under it AGAIN!

Vanessa: What is this idiot doing?

Matt: He comes back up this time with what appears to be a glass bottle of some sorts...Pretty big bottle though... Back into the ring he goes...and he breaks the bottle onto the table!

Eric: Oh wow... This is gonna be good... And he is going for MORE stuff! He grabs his bag he has over there in the corner and it looks like... OH YEAH BABY!!! Steve just dumped HUNDREDS of tacks onto that table!!! Murder One is starting to come to, outside the ring…

Vanessa: Come on Murder one!!

Matt: Steve rolls back outside the ring…he greets the weary M1 with a boot to the gut and... END OF THE LINE!!!!!!!!!!! Steve just hit Murder One with his finisher, IT'S OVER!!!!

Eric: All he has to do is make a cover now! Johnson tosses the fallen Murder One into the ring…

Matt: Make the cover! He's not making the cover! Steve is picking him up and he pulls him over to the corner with him! Steve to the second turnbuckle and now to the top!

Vanessa: Come on, Isis, do something!

Eric: Steve pulling Tortured Soul up to him and he sets him up... Looks like a powerbomb from the top here... ICE TRAIN!!!! A powerbomb from the top rope through the glass and tacks on the table!!! Murder One is SCREAMING in pain as his back gets ALL torn up!!!

Matt: Johnson with the cover…one…two…


[DING DING DING]


Eric: What the heck? Greg Falling looks at the time keeper, and motions to Loudmouth…

Loudmouth: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match has been declared a time limit draw!

Matt: What? Johnson was going to win!

Vanessa: No way, Murder One would have kicked out…

Eric: I guess we'll never know…

Alexander Hart vs "Smart" Alec Kidd

Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: Our next match is a great one. We will see a great
veteran "Smart" Alec Kidd in his first singles match in the CWF against great newcomer to the CWF Alexander Hart. Lets get started. First Standing 6 foot 11 and weighing in at 294 pounds, he is ALEXANDER HART!!!!


("Hill of the Skull" by Joe Satriani plays as Alexander Hart walks out onto the Rampway. The fans give him a mixed reaction, as he slowly walks down to the ring. He climbs into the ring and just looks and points at the crowd)


Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: Next, standing 6 foot 4 and weight 232 pounds, accompanied by "Smart" Alec Girl, he is "Smart" Alec Kidd!!!


("Another Brick in the Wall" by Pink Floyd blasts over the pa as "Smart" Alec Kidd walks out onto the rampway. The fans give him a lot of boos, but some cheer. He strolls down the walkway and climbs into the ring and shows off a little)


(DING DING DING)


Murdock: Okay, there is the bell. We've got a great match tonight. Hart and Kidd tie up and with brute strength and like it ain't nothing, Hart throws Kidd down to the mat. What strength!

McLure: Ah!! Come on Alec Kidd, get up and kick that punk's ass!!

Masterson: Kidd gets up and brushes himself off. He turns to the crowd and starts to yell at them. He is strutting around there like he's all that! Hart decides not to wait and he pushes Alec Kidd from behind and he pushes him so hard Kidd goes through the ropes and to the outside.

Murdock: Alec Kidd gets up and he's a bit surprised. Alec struts around a little bit and
climbs back in the ring. Kidd and Hart tie up again and Kidd DDT's him. He follows it up with a leg drop to Alec Kidd's midsection.

McLure: Both men up, Hart tries for a right hand but Kidd ducks and does a fall-away slam, what strength for him to lift Hart up like that!

Masterson: Hart immediately up, even he was surprised by that last move. Hart goes after Kidd, but Kidd trips him and has Hart in an ankle lock submission.

Murdock: Hart easily makes it to the ropes. The ref counts for Alec Kidd to release it.
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Mclure: He lets go of the submission, but immediately starts to kick the hell out of Hart while he's on the ground. Hart starts to get up even as Kidd is kicking him. Hart is up and he nails Kidd in the face. He grabs Kidd and lifts him above his head, oh my god!

Masterson: Hart still has him above his head, finally he drops Kidd. Kidd is down, that had to hurt. Hart just looks at the crowd and flexes. He turns around to meet a superkick to the face, how did Kidd get up that fast?!

Murdock: I don't know, but I do know that that superkick really did a number on Hart, he is having a hard time getting up!

McLure: We are now a several minutes into the match and not one pin has been attempted. Kidd walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He does a moonsault off the top ropes and connects into a pin. 1....2....kickout!

Masterson: Guess you ate your words there, Vanessa. Both men slow to get up, that
moonsault must of took some energy out of Kidd. Hart grabs Kidd by the head and puts his head through his legs. POWERBOMB!!! Hart with a leg drop on Kidd. He attempts a pin. 1....2...kickout!

Murdock: Hart getting frustrated! He jumps up and kicks the hell out of Alec Kidd while he's down. Kidd is hurting and the ref is trying to stop him, wonder why?!

McLure: Hart turns to the ref with his fist raised! Hey ref that should be it, this isn't NO DQ! Call the match already!

Masterson: Sorry Vanessa, it doesn't look like your going to get your way this time. Hart grabs Kidd by the hair, but Kidd slaps him away, and retaliates with a dropkick to Hart. Still not down!

Murdock: Hart giving it all he's got to stay up! Alec Kidd against the ropes… another dropkick. Hart still up! Alec Kidd to the top ropes, as Hart is stumbling. Kidd of the top ropes but HART CLOTHESLINES HIM IN MID-AIR! Both men are down and out! What a comeback by Hart!

McLure: The ref got hit in the shoulder there on accident, he's not making a ten count yet! What's he waiting for?!

Masterson: The ref back to his senses, but precious time has been wasted. The ref starts the ten count!
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8.......(Alec to his knees to, he starts to hit Hart to make him fall down)
9........(both men stumbling but both men make it up in time)

Murdock: That was a close one, but if the ref had started counting on time, this match would be a draw and the match would be over. Both men still stumbling around the ring

McLure: Wait!!! Alec against the ropes and Yes! He hit it! The Smart Alec Move!!! That's it, Alec Kidd is going to win, there is a God!

Masterson: Hold on a minute Vanessa, As Kidd was coming down, somehow Hart got his hands up on Kidd and Kidd hit his head. So he only half-hit the move. Both men are out again!
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7.........(Alec Kidd, who took the lesser of that one, is to his knees)
8.........(somehow Hart is to his knees at the ropes)
9.........(both men up)

Murdock: Both men up barely again, Hart is lucky he is still in this match, what a man to revert that finisher, knowing it would hurt him more, but also hurt Kidd enough for him not to get the pin! AWESOME!

McLure: Yeah Yeah, I swear there's got to be a rule against what he just did, that's not fair! I swear that's not fair!

Masterson: Both men staggering up again, and Hart with a standing leg drop on Alec Kidd. He gets up and he's signaling for something. WAIT! Who's that at the rampway?!

(Brett Logan and X walk out onto the rampway and just stand there and watch)

Murdock: This is twice in two weeks that Brett Logan and the mysterious X have come out to watch Alexander Hart, what does it all mean?!

Masterson: Hart grabs Kidd by the head, and stares at Brett and X for a second....He takes his attention back to the ring. He lifts Kidd up high in the air in a Vertical Suplex. Wow, he's keeping him up there long, what strength. Finally he decides to come down and GROUNDZERO!! He goes for the pin!

McLure: NO! Kidd get up, NO! 1....2....3


(DING DING DING)


(Hart gets up and looks at Brett and X again. The camera fixes to Brett and X and they smile at him and they walk out. Hart celebrates as "Hill of the Skull" by Joe Satriani plays.)


Murdock: What a match that was!

Masterson: You ain't kiddin'. Too bad somebody had to lose!

Livewire and Tortured Soul vs Chronically Pissed Off (Cyclone and JV)

Matt Murdock: Okay…this next match will be Livewire, and I guess, Murder One, defending the tag team titles, against the team of Chronically Pissed Off.

Eric Masterson: Yeah, that would be my guess as well…I guess soon enough we'll see…


(Camera cuts backstage to a locker room, with the nameplate "JV" on the door. Suddenly, Bloodlust, the figure with a black mask, and a claw around his neck, shows up next to the locker room. JV opens his door, and immediately Bloodlust pounces on him.)


Vanessa McLure: YES! JV is getting attacked!

Eric: What the hell is this all about?

Matt: I dunno, but this Bloodlust character is stomping away on JV, who was attacked from behind. What a man this Bloodlust is. Real tough guy…

Eric: All right, here comes security, and they pull Bloodlust off of JV. That sucks, he's got to wrestle right now!

Matt: Wait a minute…security just pulled off Bloodlust's mask…THAT'S BRETT LOGAN!!!


(Camera cuts to another locker room, with the nameplate "Cyclone" on the door. Bloodlust shows up there, too. Cyclone opens his door, and Bloodlust jumps him!)


Matt: WHAT THE HELL?

Vanessa: Holy shit! This guy is even cooler than I thought! He can be at two places at once!

Eric: What the hell? That is not humanly possible! Brett Logan cannot be at two places at once! Unless, maybe there are TWO Bloodlusts!

Matt: Bloodlust, just attacked JV, and now he's doing the same damn thing to Cyclone! Enough already!

Eric: All right, here comes security. They look confused as hell too…they pull Bloodlust off Cyclone, and unmask him…

Vanessa: IT'S BRETT LOGAN! IT'S BRETT LOGAN!

Eric: Son of a bitch?! Good lord!

Matt: I don't understand it one bit…

Vanessa: It's simple. Brett Logan is some freak. I like him!

Matt: Ughh…we've got to go on with the tag match, folks…


Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall, with a twenty minute time limit. Introducing first, the challengers, at a combined weight of four hundred ninety pounds…the team of Chronically Pissed Off…Jayyyyy Veeeeeeee and Cyyyycllloooooonnnneeeee!!!!!


(The beginning of "I Like to get High" by Cypress Hill plays before switching over to "More Human than Human" by White Zombie. Red and violet pyrotechnics shoot off into the sky, as Cyclone and JV step out onto the entrance ramp, to a loud ovation of mostly cheers. The two men look a little beat up, but also have a look of determination on their faces. Dressed in matching pants and DTA shirts, the two men run down to the ring, and stand on the turnbuckles, raising their hands in the air.)


Christopher "Loudmouth" Spracher: And their opponents, the World Tag Team Champions of the Woooorrllldddd… "Livewire" Ken Sparks, and Muuurrddderrr Oooonnneee!!!!


("All Star" by Smashmouth plays, as Livewire walks out onto the entrance ramp by himself. He is dressed in his usual gear, and has the World Tag Team strap over his shoulder. The lights dim, as violet spotlights strafe the arena, "Oh, Fortuna" by Carl Orff plays, and Murder One steps out onto the entrance ramp, accompanied by both Minister Massacre and Isis. Minister Massacre has a microphone, and he speaks.)


Minister Massacre: I have a very special announcement for everyone tonight. There will be a very special referee for this matchup, by the name of…BLACK REIGN!!!!


("Mars, the Bringer of War" by Gustav Holst plays, as Black Reign steps out onto the entrance ramp, to a huge pop. He has on a neck brace. Massacre exits, and the four people left walk down together as a giant force, even if they are not completely cohesive. Livewire and Murder One step up into the ring, and Murder One takes the corner, as Livewire will start the match. Opposite Livewire, is JV, who is eager to do battle. Black Reign steps up into the center of the ring.)


Matt: Wait a minute. This is not fair!

Vanessa: Sure it is! Black Reign will call it right down the middle!

Eric: Cyclone agrees with you, Matt, he's yelling at Reign. Didn't the two have a fued going before that car wreck severely injured Black Reign, and caused the retirement of the Gravediggers?

Matt: They sure did…

Vanessa: I hope Black Reign gets the better hand tonight…

Eric: I just hope he calls it fair, but I doubt that…


(DING DING DING)


Matt: I doubt that as well, but JV starts off as the aggressor, going right after Livewire, who deposits him on the mat with a hip toss. JV back up…and back down with another hip toss.

Eric: Livewire with a cover…one, two, JV kicks out. That was a very quick count!

Vanessa: You are blind. That was slow, if anything!

Matt: Yeah, right…JV back up, and he's in Reign's face! Livewire takes advantage by tagging in Murder One. The two go for a little double team action…

Vanessa: M1 taps JV on his shoulder, when he turns around, the two men pick him up, HUGE gorilla press slam!

Eric: Cyclone trying to come in, but Reign stops him. This allows Livewire and M1 to get a few more stomps in.

Matt: They do exactly that, and finally Cyclone retreats, and Black Reign turns around. Livewire goes back to the corner, and Murder One backs off JV.

Eric: JV back to his feet, and the two lock up. Murder One, much larger, whips JV into a neutral corner…and follows it up with a shoulder block, crushing JV!

Matt: M1 pulls JV out into the middle of the ring…he's putting on a figure four! The Lethal Injection! He's got it locked on, early in this matchup!

Eric: Cyclone has seen enough. He jumps into the ring, and shoves Black Reign out of the way, before stomping on Murder One, breaking the hold.

Vanessa: DQ him! DQ him!

Matt: Livewire in now too, and he attacks Cyclone! Those two are going at it, meanwhile JV is back up, and M1 sends him towards the ropes, no JV reverses! Murder One was not ready and he gets flipped over the top rope!

Eric: JV goes to help Cyclone, and the two send Livewire towards the ropes…HUGE double back body drop!

Matt: JV back up, he goes running, over the top rope, SUICIDE PLANCHA ON MURDER ONE!

Vanessa: That was illegal! He went over the top rope!

Eric: What are you talking about, you idiot?

Matt: Cyclone retreats to his corner, as does Livewire. Meanwhile, both JV and Murder One are down on the outside. Isis is over to help up Murder One, and she takes a cheap shot at JV!

Eric: JV will have none of that, and he quickly jumps to his feet, and helps up M1, sending him into the ring.

Matt: Murder One crawls towards his corner, and makes a tag, as JV is getting back into the ring. Once he's in, Livewire is there waiting on him, and stomps him back to the mat!

Eric: Livewire picks up JV, and tosses him over his head…German Suplex! Livewire back up, he picks up JV…going for another suplex, REVERSED by JV! He slides around, crucifix pin attempt…one…two…Livewire's momentum carries him through.

Matt: Livewire is up, and is pissed off! He waits for JV to get up…left hand! Right hand! Kick to the stomach! Plants him with a DDT!

Eric: Livewire into the corner, going up top…he's gonna attempt something huge here…frog splash but NOBODY'S HOME! JV really should get a tag here!

Vanessa: No, he can't get a tag!

Matt: JV is crawling, trying to get a tag…he gets it! Cyclone is in and is furious! He grabs Livewire, and yanks him up by his hair! Cyclone whips Livewire into the ropes…clothesline!

Eric: Cyclone goes over to M1, and knocks him off the apron! Back to Livewire now…he is scurrying to his feet, and Cyclone helps him up…only to plant him in the center of the ring with a sidewalk slam!

Matt: Cyclone with a cover…one…two…Livewire gets a shoulder up.

Vanessa: Phew…I thought we had new tag team champions!

Matt: As did I. Cyclone is up in Black Reign's face, and Reign shoves him! Cyclone doesn't like that, one bit!

Eric: He comes right back at Black Reign, shoving him backwards violently! Murder One, has reclaimed his spot in the corner, steps in, and runs at Cyclone, knocking him off his feet.

Matt: JV jumps in the ring, but he's met by Livewire, who lets him taste the mat with a great dropkick! Livewire and Murder One are pummeling the challengers!

Eric: And Black Reign takes a few stomps at Cyclone as well…

Vanessa: There ya go BR there ya go!

Matt: Shut up, that is totally unfair!

Eric: Okay, Cyclone and Livewire are the legal men here…it looks like Murder One is going back into his corner, as is JV. Order has been restored, as Cyclone and Livewire eye each other.

Matt: These two have no love lost, that's for sure. Cyclone steps forward, and then steps right back, taunting Livewire.

Eric: Livewire goes right after Cyclone, who ducks a clothesline. Livewire off the ropes, where JV trips him up.

Vanessa: Come on, that's not fair!

Matt: They gotta do something, hell the referee is completely against them! Cyclone tags in JV, who goes up top…Cyclone picks up Livewire, bodyslam…

Eric: JV off the top, flying headbutt! Both men are down! Cyclone rolls JV on top of Livewire!

Matt: Black Reign will not count the cover, though! One! Two! Three! Come on!

Vanessa: He's doing the right thing! Cyclone put JV on top of Livewire…that's not right!

Eric: Aww bullshit! Cyclone puts a foot in the ring, and Reign goes over to him, and then grabs his eye, like he's got something in it!

Vanessa: Oh no! Black Reign got something in his eye! He's got something in his eye!

Matt: No! Dammit, No! Murder One is in, he picks up JV…The Sentence! He puts Livewire on top…

Vanessa: Black Reign got it out of his eye! Phew…He turns around, acknowledges the cover…one, two, thre

Matt: NOOO! Somehow JV kicks out! Black Reign can't believe it! Murder One can't believe it! He struggles towards a corner, and pulls himself up. He sees Livewire going for a tag…

Eric: JV tries to stop it, but it's too late, Murder One is in! He steps over the top rope, and shoves JV into a neutral corner…and brings him out of the corner with a one-handed chokeslam!

Matt: What power…

Eric: Murder One confidently puts a foot on JV's chest, pinfall…one…two…JV GETS A SHOULDER UP!!

Matt: What a resilient young man! The crowd was holding their breath and they begin to chant for JV!

Vanessa: SHUT UP EVERYONE!! SHUT UP!!!

Matt: Murder One grabs JV's legs, going for a Figure Four…JV squirms out, and kicks M1 in the knee!

Eric: He kips up, and connects with a chop block, wobbling Murder One! JV quickly up to the top rope…missle drop kick! He goes for a cover…

Matt: One! Two!! Thr-Black Reign stopped counting! He stopped counting!!

Eric: JV had it won! Livewire is climbing to the top rope…wait a minute, who is that? That's ICEMAN! He grabs Livewire's leg, and pulls him to the outside! Ken just took a hard fall!

Matt: Johnson in the ring now, he shoves Black Reign, and tosses him to the outside!

Eric: Murder One is on his feet, but does not know where he is, he goes to make a tag, but nobody's there!

Matt: He turns around…JV is there with a kick to the gut…ONE TWO THREE DDT!! He makes a cover…Johnson counting…one! two! Thr-Murder One kicks out!

Vanessa: YES!!

Eric: Good God! What will it take to finish this match? JV goes over to Cyclone, and tags him in. Murder One getting to his feet…Cyclone going for a spear, SIDESTEPPED by Murder One!

Matt: Livewire still out on the outside, as is Black Reign…Cyclone stumbles back, Murder One greets him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! He goes for a cover…one…Johnson flips him the bird!

Eric: He won't make the cover now!

Vanessa: Come on! This isn't fair!

Matt: JV up top…Murder One in Johnson's face now, Cyclone back up, he taps Murder One on the shoulder, kick to the gut…he's got him up!

Eric: CYCLONE DROP!!! Cyclone rolls out of the way, JV off the rope rope…450 splash!! Cover! ONE!!! TWO!!! THREE!! WE'VE GOT NEW TAG CHAMPS! Black Reign is back in, he rips off his neck brace, and grabs Johnson from behind…

Matt: That's Reign's finisher, the inverted powerbomb!! Livewire is back up, and he looks at the mess going on in the ring, and shakes his head before walking off.

Eric: JV and Cyclone toss Murder One and Black Reign out of the ring, before helping up Johnson. The men celebrate, as an official tosses in the belts.

Loudmouth: Your winners…and NEEEEWWWW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!!!! JAAYYY VEEEE AND CYYYYCCLLLLOONNNEEE!!!!

Vanessa: No! This can't be happenin'!

Matt: Oh it is, it sure is! Johnson raises the two men's hands, and they celebrate, but wait a minute…

Eric: Oh no! Murder One, Black Reign, and Bloodlust? They are back, and they jump the ring! Murder One and Bloodlust take care of JV and Johnson, sending them to the mat with chair shots! They get rid of the chairs, and Reign attacks Cyclone!

Matt: Black Reign dropped Cyclone with his inverted powerbomb! Bloodlust is over now, and he blades Cyclone, and licks the blood off of his claw…

Vanessa: Bloodlust takes off his hood…it's not Brett Logan?!

Matt: That's DESMOND DESTINY!!! What the hell?

Eric: Look, at the entrance way! There's two robed figures, with claws around their necks…that's Brett Logan and…BRETT LOGAN?! Two Brett Logans? What in the hell?!

Matt: Uh oh…I smell trouble, BR has gone up top, and Murder One has Cyclone in a full nelson…Missle Dropkick from Reign into a dragon suplex! That's "Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust"!! The Gravediggers' finisher!!

Murder One: The Gravediggers are reunited. The reign of terror continues!!!!

Vanessa: All right!!! Soo much for a happy ending with JV and Cyclone… I love it!

Eric: We'll be back…

Merlin "g-Crusher" Reynolds vs Brett Logan

Loudmouth: This next message is a special, barbed wire Hell in a Cell!!!!!!! The rules are simple. The first man to get out....WINS!!!!


(The camera pans up to the roof of the arena, to show the cage hanging above the ring. Baseball bats, Singapore Canes, chair, and other miscellaneous weapons are attached to the cage walls, and a barely seeable object with what appears to be twenty or twenty five keys hanging from it.)


Loudmouth: Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first..... The man who came up with this contraption..... Merlin... G-CRUSHER...... REYNOLDS!!!!!!


("For Whom The Bell Tolls" by Metallica as G-Crusher makes his way to the ring to a fairly decent face pop from the crowd)


Loudmouth: And his opponent........ BRETT LOGAN!!!!!!!!!


("No Way" by Korn plays as Brett Logan walks out to a decent crowd reaction. He slowly makes his way to the ring as the cage lowers. It gets to the same height as the top rope, and Loudmouth steps out, Logan stepping in. The cage completely lowers to the ground and the two men stare each other down intensely.)


McLure: Alright then, lets get down to business. G and Brett will square off in this nasty barbed wire cage match..... And things get started EARLY!!!!

Masterson: G comes at Brett and devastates him with a clothesline! For a little man, he packs quite the punch...

Murdock: G with some hammering blows onto Brett's chest, who is weathering the punishment and slowly moving to his feet!!! Brett to his feet, and he nails G with a European uppercut!

Masterson: Brett now grabs G by the arm and flings him into the ropes, only to get reversed and he gets tossed into the ropes, and is met with a hurricanrana attempt by G, that he reverses into a powerbomb!

Murdock: Brett now looks around the ring at the weapons, and then at the key ring hanging next to the cage door, and smiles! He begins to walk over to the keys, as if he could get out THAT easily!

McLure: YEAH! G finally up to his feet and he is coming up behind Brett....... Chock block! G Takes out one of Brett's legs, and drops him into the turnbuckles face first!

Murdock: G behind Brett now, and on his knees, looking around the cage with a wild look in his eyes. . . . . . . Uh oh, he just found himself a chair. And yes, weapons ARE legal in this match up.....

Masterson: Brett to his feet and he turns around RIGHT into a chair shot from G!!! G literally bends the chair around Brett's head as he hits him with it!

Murdock: G looking at the chair, and he yells something about the CWF being too cheap for real chairs and he throws it at the cage wall in disgust. He then grabs a Singapore cane from the cage and walks over to Brett, waiting for him to get to his feet, and he does... G with a homerun swing.... and he MISSES!

Masterson: Brett just dodged the cane, and he comes in on G..... Rear waist lock applied... GERMAN SUPLEX! AND ANOTHER! AND ONE MORE FOR GOOD MEASURE!!!

McLure: Bret to his feet, and he grabs his cane from the ground, and now its HIS turn to wait for G to get to his feet...... G up..... And he gets a shot in the head for his troubles! Brett just smacked that cane across G's head.... But G didn't drop....

Masterson: He may not have dropped, but something happened because his face is a complete crimson mask now, as blood pours from a cut on his head.... Brett looks at the cane and hits G again and again with it! Third time's the charm as G crumples to the mat.

Murdock: And now Brett is walking over to the key ring! Only one of those keys works to get out of that cage folks..... He is trying them all.... And he finally has the last one in the lock! IT DOESN'T TURN!!!!!!!

Masterson: NONE of those keys worked in that lock and Brett is absolutely livid about the fact that none of those keys worked!!!! Brett takes the key ring and chucks it at the rising G, who in turn drops back to the mat!

McLure: I don't think I have seen ANYBODY bleed THIS much in a match since that bald headed guy and the greaseball in that "other" fed!!!! G slowly up to his feet, clearly groggy from Logan's attacks...

Masterson: You actually got that PPV? What a waste of money… Anyway, G Doesn't seem to know where he is, as he looks around in confusion, until his eyes settle on Brett Logan trying to tear the door open... Unsuccessfully might I add. He charges him from behind and spears him from behind into the barbed wire cage wall... Brett now bleeding profusely from his head also.

Murdock: These two guys are guaranteed to be bloody messes after tonight's show, but you gotta hand it to both men for giving their all tonight! G grabs Brett by the ankles and drags him out into the middle of the ring!

McLure: G climbs up to the top rope, what's he going to do from there? Wait now... He turns around.... MOONSAULT! G with a Moonsault onto Brett Logan! Brett isn't moving after that move, as G is also very slow to get to his feet..... G with stomps on Brett's head and chest, and he pulls him to his feet... Irish whip into the ropes, sleeper hold attempt!


(A woman in a black dress and a black veil walks down the entrance ramp, and over to the Announcer's Desk. She is carrying a black box. She hands the box to Matt Murdock, and then leaves.)


Murdock: What the hell?


(He opens the box, and inside is a newspaper clipping.)


Murdock: It's from a newspaper…lets see, it reads: "Three days ago, on November 25th, 1989, Jason Logan disappeared. The search for him continues, but he is presumed dead." There is also a picture there, of Brett Logan, and a caption that reads: "Brett Logan- his identical brother lost into thin air."

Masterson: What does all that mean?

Murdock: I have no idea…

McLure: Could it mean? No way…

Murdock: What?

McLure: Nothing…

Masterson: Meanwhile…G still has a sleeper hold on Logan, who is slowly fading out.....Wait... Brett runs backwards into the ropes and the cage! G lets go as his back hits the barbed wire cage walls, and he tries to get away from it! G with several long scrapes into his back from the barbs!

Murdock: G slumps down to the mat and Logan falls face first in front of him..... G first to his feet, and he begins to punch and kick Logan in the stomach and head! Another Irish whip into the ropes, and this time he just boots him in the stomach, and now he runs off the ropes and hits Brett with a knee lift!

McLure: Brett on his back with dull thump! G now headed for the door, and he begins to kick away at it, trying to break the door down.... He succeeds in getting one half of the sides of the door torn away from the posts, before Brett gets to his feet and back suplexes him into the middle of the ring!

Masterson: But it hasn't much effect on him as he gets to his feet rather quickly.... He must be getting his second wind now as he is up to his feet, and he lunges for the wall, grabbing a chair as he does! He comes off the ropes with the chair and just demolishes Brett with it!

Murdock: And he immediately leaps up to the second rope, and then off with a guillotine leg drop! G in total control now as he picks him up....Scoop slam! G with a bodyslam on Logan, and he goes back to hammering away at the door!

McLure: Brett to his feet, and he grabs G from behind! Spins him around and chucks him head first into the cage wall! Brett then picks up G, and throws him into the opposite wall! G is pouring blood out of his head! And into the third wall! This is AWESOME!!!!!

Masterson: G gets tossed up into the air and brought back down with a sky high powerbomb from Logan! Logan picks him up again and he throws him over the top rope, in between the cage and the ring ropes! And he drags him through the ropes, grabs him by the back of the neck and by the back of his tights. Spins him one more time....lets go, and Merlin falls down VERY close to that cage door.

McLure: Brett tries to walk, but falls over, dizzy.

Masterson: Both men are down…Logan is aware of where he is, and begins to crawl towards g-Crusher. Reynolds on the other hand, is motionless, did he pass out?

Murdock : Logan slowly crawling towards the exit, still no motion from Reynolds. Logan along the cage, he pulls himself up. Brett stops, and then gets down in a three-point stance.

McLure: This isn't football, you idiot!

Masterson: Logan shakes his head, and then runs head first at the cage door! OH MY GOD!! At the very last second, G lunged forward, and grabbed Logan's foot! Logan rams the cage door open, and his body impacts on the side of the ring, before he falls down to the floor.

Murdock: Logan wins! But it looks like he's out cold! Let's go down to Loudmouth for the official word…

Loudmouth: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match is BRETT LOGAN!!

Murdock: Look! There's that druid! He's out from the back, and he's attacking G-Crusher in the cage! Officials are quickly out, and they break the two up! That's the same guy that helped X earlier in the night!

Masterson: The druid helps Logan to the back.

Minister Massacre vs "Livewire" Ken Sparks for the CWF World Heavyweight Title

Loudmouth: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is a special INFERNO MATCH.... And it is for.... The CWF.... HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD!!!!

**crowd cheers**

Loudmouth: Introducing first, the challenger...... From Helena, Montana... He stands 6'3 and weighs in tonight at 247 and one half pounds...... Ken.... LIVEWIRE.... SPARKS!!!!!


(All Star" by Smashmouth plays as Livewire steps out from behind the curtains, to a loud pop from the crowd. He greets the crowd on his way to the ring, occasionally slapping hands and the like. He climbs in the ring, and looks around at the ring ropes wrapped up in kerosene soaked cloths. He smiles as he does and he looks at the entrance way)


Loudmouth: And his opponent..... representing the Asylum. He stands 6'8"and weighs in tonight at 290 and three quarters pounds........ Ladies and gentlemen he IS the CWF World Heavyweight Champion..... MINISTER MASSACRE!!!!!!!!


(Blood begins to pour from the entryway and the lights flicker on and off. Massacre comes alone to "Battle For Heaven" by Glenn Danzig. The fans stand up on their feet and boo loudly as Massacre makes his way down to the ring, with his CWF World belt slung sloppily over his shoulder)


McLure: Alright, Massacre hands off the belt to the ref on the outside, and he slides into the ring. He looks around at the ropes, then at Livewire, drawing his finger across his throat in a slashing motion! The ref lights those suckers up and we're on!

Masterson: Jesus, the heat from those things is incredible... We have one side.... Two.... Three... And all four sides of the ring are on fire now.... Massacre approaches Livewire, who is calmly walking to the middle of the ring...They jaw back and forth, and Livewire hits first with a monster right hand that floors Massacre!

Murdock: Massacre to his feet, looking at Livewire... He smiles, and we see blood covering his teeth! Looks like Livewire may have knocked a few teeth out with that one... Massacre nods his head and walks back up to Livewire!

Masterson: Livewire goes for another, he gets blocked and Massacre lands a shot of his own! Massacre knocked Livewire flat on his ass with that one..... But he isn't giving him the chance to get up as he immediately goes to work with kicks to the head and chest of Livewire!

Murdock: Massacre picks him up and throws him into the flaming ropes! Livewire bounces off of the ropes clutching at his back as Massacre hits him with a back body drop! Massacre now stomping away at Livewire again and he picks him up....SCOOP SLAM on Livewire!

McLure: Massacre with a big slam on Sparks, who is still clutching at his back.... That must have smarted something fierce! Massacre backs off his attack some And he pulls Livewire to his feet..... Livewire with a desperation attempt and he hits a jaw breaker on Massacre!

Masterson: Livewire to his feet and he picks up Massacre...... Arm bar DDT on Massacre and Livewire clutches tightly onto the arm, making Massacre scream out in pain! But he is smiling! Massacre has a huge smile on his face, as Livewire yanks back on his arm, making him scream out!

Murdock: What a sick twisted man.... Livewire to his feet now, and he drags Massacre up onto his....He flings HIM into the ropes and Massacre bounces off the flaming ropes into a hurricanrana attempt by Livewire..... But Massacre reverses it with a running powerbomb. The whole ring shook with the impact of Livewires back onto the mat....

McLure: If you will excuse me, I am going to get a drink now....


[Vanessa gets up from the table and walks by, flaunting her chest at anybody who can see it...]


Masterson: God what a bitch....

Murdock: Yeah but god what an ass......

Masterson: True..... Anyways, Massacre pulling Livewire to his feet....Grabs him by the neck and by the tights and just chucks him over the top rope!! Livewire sails over the top rope and just splatters across the arena floor! Massacre stands in the middle of the ring chuckling to himself as Sparks tries in vain to get top his feet!

Murdock: Sparks to his feet finally and he gets met at the same time by a flying Massacre! Massacre leaps over the top rope and does a suicide dive onto Livewire! But Livewire rolls with him! Livewire ends up on top in that exchange and he begins rapid fire punches on Massacres skull!


(Vanessa comes back to the ringside area and sits down as both men remove their eyes from the action to watch her seat herself properly)


McLure: I'm back now, and it looks like Livewire has regained control! Livewire throws Massacre in under the flaming ropes, and then he slides in himself! Massacre got to his feet first though and proceeded to stomp Livewire on his way in!

Masterson: Massacre picks him up... Places Livewire's head between his legs..... PILEDRIVER!

Murdock: Livewire on the receiving end of that piledriver and then some vicious stomps from Massacre!

McLure: Massacre laying on the mat as Livewire stands over him throwing his arms in the air, and he drops a leg across the throat of Massacre! He then grabs him and puts him in a reverse chinlock, also known as....a rest hold. What a loser.

Masterson: Livewire really pulling back on Massacres neck, and he lets him go, only to take a run at his back and drop kick him in the back of the head!

Murdock: Livewire really taking it to Massacre right now, as he lays some mean boots to his head! Livewire stands away and looks at his handiwork as Massacre lays on the mat clutching his head and neck!

Masterson: A real mean streak in Livewire coming out now..... Livewire picks up the monstrous Massacre and spikes him with a Spiccoli Driver!!!!

McLure: Maybe he isn't such an idiot.....

Masterson: Gee, you think? Wait, Massacre getting to his feet as Livewire plays up to the crowd....... Massacre from behind with a clothesline, and Livewire finds himself being shoved into the ring ropes!

Murdock: Livewire flies back off the ropes as his chest hits the fire, and he goes back into Massacre who grabs him in a full nelson, and suplexes him backward!!!!

McLure: Massacre with an awesome display of power as he picks up Livewire and gives him a full nelson suplex! Massacre back to his feet quickly and he grabs Livewire..... Short arm clothesline! Shades of Jake Roberts there with that short arm lariat from Massacre that knocked Livewire for a three sixty spin!

Masterson: Gee, you CAN call a move..... hehehehe Massacre now staring down at Livewire as this crowd boos the hell out of him!!! This crowd is booing Massacre out of the building, as he picks up Livewire! He points to everyone in the crowd and he drops him down!

Murdock: It looks like he is going for the Bloody Benediction! He picks him up!!!! Livewire with a reversal! Livewire runs Massacre chest first into the ropes and they bounce back! Livewire tries to pick up Massacre, but Massacre falls down on top of him!

McLure: Shut up Masterson, you bastard. Massacre throws Livewire out of the ring again! Massacre with a baseball slide on Livewire! And Livewire gets sprawled across the German Announcers table!!!!!

Masterson: The Germans are screaming as Massacre picks up Livewire..... POWERBOMB through the German announcers table! Massacre picks up Livewire, and walks him over to the Asian announcers table!!!!!!

Murdock: hehehehe look at them run around like Godzilla is in town......Massacre setting him up..... Livewire with a low blow! Livewire goes for a vertical suplex.... And he hits it!!!! Suplex through the Asian announcer table!!!!

McLure: They are headed towards the Australian announcers table now.....Ooooohhhh..... Those Aussies are quick lil buggers! Livewire picks up Massacre in a Spiccoli Driver and spikes him through their table!!!!!

Masterson: Um Vanessa? They're headed THIS way!!!!!!


(All three announcers stand up and back away as Livewire and Massacre begin to battle blow for blow in front of their table..... Massacre grabs Sparks head and slams it on the table. He goes for it again and gets blocked, and gets his own head slammed into the table. Livewire grabs Massacre and throws him backwards into the ring, pieces of Massacre's hair catching fire and burning out...... Massacre charges Livewire, who ducks, and Massacre launches himself over the table, striking Eric Masterson with a clothesline. Massacre stands up on the other side of the table, shrugs his shoulders and moves around it, going after Livewire again. The two brawl for a moment and the fight eventually makes its way back into the ring.)

McLure: Man did you see him drop Masterson where he stood? Hehehehe THAT'S entertainment if you ask ME. Massacre in the ring with Sparks, and they are still going blow for blow in the middle of the ring!

Murdock: Um, Eric doesn't look ok, he hasn't moved....... Oh well. Livewire trying to battle with Massacre in punches..... But man, he isn't winning as Massacre keeps shrugging his blows off and blasts him with his own!!!!

McLure: Massacre finally gaining the upper hand and he kicks Livewire in the gut..... And he goes for the Bloody Benediction again! HE HITS IT!!!!! Massacre with the Benediction on Livewire!

Murdock: Livewire lays on the mat, but he is still moving, so the move didn't quite have the effect he wanted! Livewire to his feet slowly as Massacre taunts the crowd!!!! Livewire slides out of the ring and tosses a chair inside! He follows the chair into the ring and he sets it up!
Massacre turns around and gets a kick to the groin and a chokeslam for his troubles!

McLure: Livewire hits Massacre with a monstrous chokeslam that came out of NOWHERE!!! He picks him up and sets him on the chair..... Livewire saying fire be damned as he leaps up onto the ring ropes, and he comes off with a flying bulldog onto Massacre! ELECTRIC CHAIR!!!!!!

Murdock: Cover…ONE!!! TWO!! THREE!!!

Masterson: LIVEWIRE WINS! LIVEWIRE WINS! HE GETS REVENGE!!!


[DING DING DING]


Loudmouth: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, and NEEEEWWW!!!!!!!!! CWF World Heavyweight Champion!!!!!!! KEN..... LIVEWIRE..... SPARKS!!!!!!

Murdock: Who's that?! There's the Assassin, from the back! He's got a tire iron! Wait a minute…there's a white-robed druid, from the crowd! He hits the Assassin from behind with a chair!

Masterson: Now he's in the ring, and…WHO TURNED OUT THE GOD DAMN LIGHTS?!

Murdock: What the hell? There we go…wait a minute? WHERE'S LIVEWIRE?! And that robed figure! Where are they? The Assassin is in the ring, with Massacre, and he is rubbing his head. He yells 'You can run, but you can't hide, Livewire! The Reign of Terror WILL continue!'!!!

McLure: SON OF A BITCH! THE LIGHTS ARE OUT AGAIN!

Masterson: Okay, now we've got strobe lights…The Assassin is gone now, it looks like he got laid out, and was pulled to the outside…that white druid is back! He's back!

Murdock: All the lights are back on, finally. Hopefully the crews have this under control. Massacre eyes the white druid, and begins to walk toward him, and OH HELL NO! NOT THE LIGHTS AGAIN!

Masterson: I give up…wait a minute…they are back on!

McLure: THE ULTIMATE WARRIOR! Just kidding…but, there are TWO white-robed druid, in opposite corners! Massacre begins to back into another corner….

Masterson: Ohhh boy, there go the lights again…this is getting old REAL quick…

Murdock: Still no lights…wait a minute, there we go. And now there are FOUR of those damn white druids, one in each corner! Massacre is freaked now. It looks like someone is getting under his skin…

McLure: If those lights go out one more time-HEY! They went out again! Okay, we've got spotlight action now….

Murdock: The spotlight has Massacre in view, in the center of the ring. And----

VOICE: Minister Massacre, The scourge of CWF stands before you.


(The lights go down again and there is a loud explosion. The lights slowly come up and there is much smoke around the ring. Four men in white ninja-type outfits stand on the corner turnbuckles, arms raised, and a spotlight focuses on Massacre, face-down in the ring. The lights go down and laser lights spell a word on the smoke above the ring... "REDEMPTION" The lights go down and then come up, and only Massacre is in the ring, laying on his back, scrambling to his feet.)


Murdock: ----rned off our mics. Wait a minute. Are we back on?

Masterson: I think so.

McLure: Son of a bitch! First the lights keep going on and off, and then SOMEBODY has the NERVE to cut off MY microphone! If I find out who did that, it's over!

Masterson: Settle down, I think everything is back to normal now. What was that all about? Here comes Murder One, Black Reign, Isis, Desmond Destiny, and the two Brett Logans. Isis helps up the Assassin, and the others enter the ring.

Murdock: What was that all about? And wait a minute..

McLure: There's those two Brett Logan's, is one of them? Jason Logan? Could that be?

Masterson: And Desmond Destiny, all three of them have a claw necklace! Are they all part of the Asylum?


(The camera then cuts to the cemetary, where the show opened. The camera is focused on the tombstones of Jason and Brett Logan. In front of Jason's is a mask, similar to that of X. The camera the cuts back to the announcers…)


McLure: Is X Jason Logan? Is that X in the ring?! Is that why? I think it is!

Murdock: I think you are right! We're out of time…hopefully everything will be straightened out next week!

Masterson: Good night, and have fun at work tomorrow everyone!!! What a show!

WHAT A PPV, and for those wondering, in Microsoft Word, the PPV was 58 pages in length! GOOD GAWD!!


SPECIAL THANKS TO: The handlers of Brett Logan, Livewire Ken Sparks, Steve Iceman Johnson, Cyclone, and Head Exec Jay for writing the matches.

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