"Clint Eastwood" by Gorillaz introduces the broadcast, with a video montage highlighting the events leading up to tonight's card. The Cult Master is shown making his way to the ring flanked by his entire Cult, with flashes of EWI world champion Twisted Steel popping up on the four corners of the screen. A faded image of Steel with his feet on the ropes scoring a pin over Cult Master back in December slowly emerges from the middle of the screen, and once it covers the entire picture the video turns to the undercard matches, showing clips of Diamond King's numerous confrontations with The Cult in recent weeks as well as the numerous encounters between Heavy D and Rukuss. Random clips of The Faily Tale People, Mikhail Androsovich, Charles Childs, and Pitch Black, among others round out the video, which culminates in a shot of a staredown between Twisted Steel and The Cult Master, the Destiny logo slowly fading into view at the bottom of the screen.

The shot quickly cut to inside the Pyramid, and with a loud bang and a flash of blue, green, and white pyro, the EWI Destiny took to the air. The arena was packed with several thousand rabid wrestling fans, waving signs and banners and cheering as loud as they can throughout the impressive opening display. As the noise dies down and the smoke begins to clear, the faces of play-by-play announcer Blake Underwood and color man/manager of Twisted Steel Adam Kogler, who were at ringside to call the night's action, appeared on the video screen and televisions across the world.

Underwood: Welcome to Memphis, Tennessee everybody! Tonight, Elite Wrestling International realizes it's Destiny! I'm Blake Underwood alongside Adam Kogler here at the Pyramid in Memphis live around the world on pay per view. We've got eight big matches set to take place tonight, all culminating in arguably the biggest match we've had in EWI to date. Twisted Steel, the undefeated world champion, puts the title on the line against the undisputed number one contender, The Cult Master, in what should be an outstanding matchup.

Kogler: Fans, let me tell you, we've got some great matchups for you here tonight, and it takes quite a lot to impress the Greatest Mind in Wrestling! All the top names are on the card, along with some surprises that not even I could get to the bottom of, and let me tell you, it's got me jacked! Let's get this show on the road, Underwood!

Underwood: For once, Adam, I agree with you, let's do exactly that. And we're kicking things off in a big way tonight. For weeks our broadcasts have been haunted by a mysterious set of yellow eyes, the source of which no one has been able to identify. But folks, we're about to find out just whose eyes those are, and hopefully, just what his agenda is. We know him only as The Mystery Opponent, and takes on The Overnight Male in our opener here at EWI Destiny!

The Overnight Male
~VS.~
Mystery Opponent

*****

The sounds of George Strait's "Overnight Male" died down as Overnight Male stepped through the ropes for his first PPV appearance. All the lights in the arena suddenly went dark, and then one bright spotlight came from the entrance, showing only the silhouette of a tall figure. Above, the faint image of two glowing yellow eyes appeared on the screen and a flash of yellow pyro went off as "Clubbed to Death" began to play. The mystery opponent, a former SWA wrestler known as The Prophet walked steadily out of the light as it faded away and he walked slowly towards the ring, his long black robe dragging behind him. As Prophet made his way to the ring The Cult Master appeared on the giant video wall, apparently watching the match from some hidden part of the buidling Upon reaching the ring, Overnight Male charged at Prophet and tried to whip him to the ropes, but Prophet reversed the whip and caught Overnight with a short arm clothesline. Prophet allowed Overnight Male to get back to his feet, and Overnight took it as his opportunity to make an attack. He went for an uppercut, but Prophet just caught his hand and crushed it in his fist. Overnight Male dropped to his knees in pain from such a strong grip. Prophet soon let go of his grip and grabbed Overnight by the hair. Overnight tried to get away by making a quick jab into Prophet's throat, but Prophet simply turned his head with a snarl, showing no signs of pain. Prophet easily picked Overnight up in a gorilla press, holding him high above his head and casually walking over to the ropes. He dropped Overnight unceremoniously over the ropes to the outside. Prophet simply stood by the ropes looking down on his opponent as the referee began his count. Overnight struggled to get back to his feet, and as he did his longtime friend Caitlin Valentine came running out from the back, encouraging him to get back up and continue. At nine Overnight finally slumped back into the ring, but he wasn't able to mount any kind of offense. Prophet dragged his opponent over to the corner by the hair and tied him upside down in a tree of woe before stepping to the outside of the ring. Once outside, Prophet produced a crowbar from under his robe, which he used to choke his opponent as he hung from the turnbuckle. The referee admonished him and started a count, but Prophet broke well before he would have been disqualified. He repeated this twice more before finally tossing the crowbar away and stepping back into the ring, shooting a glare at Caitlin Valentine in the process. Once back inside Prophet freed Overnight from the buckle and tossed him out towards the middle of the ring before climbing to the top rope. He waited there for Overnight to get to his feet, and when he did Prophet lept off with a flying clothesline that sent Overnight flying across the ring. Prophet walked over and placed one foot on Overnight's chest for a cover as the ref counted 1...2...3. Immediately after the bell rang and Prophet's hand was raised in victory, Prophet grabbed Overnight and dragged him out of the ring. The referee tried to stop him, but was met with a pieface that sent him down to the mat. Prophet dragged Overnight into the crowd, climbing up into the permanent seating. The two men continued their way up until they were at the top of of the steps. Once there Prophet slammed Overnight Male into the concrete wall, and then delivered The Prophecy, driving Overnight head first into the cement steps! "Clubbed to Death" played again and Prophet walked grimly back down the stairs and into the backstage area as medics rushed into the crowd to attend to Overnight Male.

Underwood: My God, what a brutal display by The Prophet! That man was absolutely vicious in his assault on The Overnight Male! I only hope he didn't do any serious damage, as this was Overnight's first match back since being in that coma, and to take such a beating....I can only hope that Overnight Male will be OK.

Kogler: Was I right, or was I right? I said it on Collision, and I'm saying it now: anyone with scary goo-goo eyes like that is not someone you want to take lightly! This Prophet certainly got the job done here tonight against the floundering Overnight Male, but we'll see if he can ride that wave onto bigger and better things, or if all the hype led up to a one-hit wonder!

Underwood: Well, from what I saw tonight, I don't think for a moment that this will be a one-hit wonder, as you called it. The Prophet certainly had The Cult Master's attention, and after that display, I'd say he has the entire federation's attention. This man means business, there's no question about that. What a way to kick things off here at Destiny; I can tell that this is going to be a night to remember. We're going to go right back to the the ring, a match between two men looking to make their mark in the singles ranks. Mystikal makes his in-ring debut against Punisher live on pay per view here in Memphis tonight!

Punisher
~VS.~
Mystikal

*****

As Punisher waited in the ring, the lights went out and "I Disappear" by Metallica began to play. When the lights came back on, Mystikal was standing on the ring apron, his arms stretched outward and his face painted in an animal print. He hopped over the rope, and nailed a charging Punisher with a stiff punch. He then grabbed the staggered Punisher and sent him into the turnbuckle, following quickly with an avalanche. Punisher fell face first to the canvas, and Mystikal quickly locked on a leg grapevine, but Punisher quickly grabbed the ropes, forcing Mystikal to break the hold. He grabbed Punisher and stood him up and, using the second turnbuckle, nailed a huracanrana that sent Punisher to the middle of the ring. Punisher got up, but Mystikal was right there, kicking him in the gut and nailing the Hell on Earth DDT. Mystikal made the cover, but only got a two-count. Mystikal picked The Punisher up and hit a swinging neckbreaker. He then let Punisher get to his feet, but he then quickly locked on the Life After Death submission hold. This sent the two men to the ground, and as Mystikal wrenched back, Punisher had no choice but to give up, awarding the match to Mystikal.

Underwood: This has to be considered at least a minor upset, as Mystikal picks up the win rather convincingly in his first EWI match. You've had many dealings with Punisher in the past Adam, are you at all surprised that a newcomer such as Mystikal handled him so easily?

Kogler: Actually Woody, I'd like to tell you a story; a tale about a guy I used to know. His name was Joe Pants. And you know what the funny thing was? Wherever he went, the man was always wearing pants. Not a day went by that-

Underwood: There's no way this is relevant to anything. What in the world does this have to do with Mystikal or Punisher?

Kogler: You want to know what that has to do with the match we just saw? Nothing! But it was far more entertaining! Wow, Wackjob McGee beat up on that washed up biker dreg that wins about as often as Ray Brewer changes his underwear! Set up a hotline or something, Underwood, I think the fans would rather hear some more Kogler antecdotes than see guys like Mystikal and Punisher stink up the ring!

Underwood: Would you show just a little bit of respect? I know it's a stretch, but it couldn't hurt you to try. These are two superb athletes, and regardless of the outcome you have to at least respect the effort put forward by both men. You could say that about any of the matches we've seen or will see tonight. Our next contest is an interesting one, as Ronin takes on Pitch Black. These men have been in the same federation as one another on a number of occasions, but to my knowledge this will be the first time they've faced off in singles competition. I even understand Ronin was hesitant to accept this match in the first place, but finally did so in the spirit of good competition, and for the sake of one very special fan who is here just to see him tonight. Let's go to the ring for what should be a very emotional match.

Ronin
with Kachiko
~VS.~
Pitch Black
with Blinding Light

*****

As Pitch Black waited in the ring, "Resurrection" by Moist began to play. The stage was wreathed in white pyro as the fans shot to their feet in anticipation of Ronin, who with Kachiko soon emerged from the flame and smoke, his long trenchcoat billowing behind him. He made his way to the ring, but not before stopping halfway and squeezing the hand of a familiar-looking girl in a wheel chair. Once at the ring, he handed his coat to Kachiko before rolling under the ropes into the ring. Pitch Black and Ronin went face to face in the ring, exchanging a few words before shaking hands and beginning the match. The bell rang and Pitch went for a tie-up, but Ronin dodged it and then planted Pitch with his trademark ridge-hand, sending Pitch down. Ronin then picked Pitch Black up and sent him to the ropes, nailing a stiff dropkick as he came off. Pitch was quickly on his feet but was met right away witha kick to the midsection by Ronin, followed quickly by a DDT. Ronin went for a cover but got only a 2 count. Ronin picked Pitch up and sent him into the corner with an Irish whip, following quickly by a rolling round kick. He then lifted Pitch up on the top turnbuckle, followed him up, and then hit a big superplex out into the middle of the ring. Ronin then jumped up onto the ropes, executing a picture-perfect springboard moonsault. He went for the cover again, but again only got a 2 count. Ronin picked Pitch Black up again, and backed him into the corner with a series of knife-edge chops. He then sent him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckles, following quickly with a dragonfly splash. He then took Pitch out of the corner with a belly-to-belly suplex. Ronin then climebed to the top rope, signalled to his fans, and then came off, nailing the Scorpion Bomb for the pin and the win.

Underwood: An impressive victory for Ronin, making it two in a row for the Summerside, PEI native. He's starting to put a streak together, and if he can keep this up it might not be long before we see Ronin challenging for championship gold here in EWI.

Kogler: What's this guy's deal, anyway? One day he and The Punisher are being made to look like total chumps in that very ring, other days he's holding his own with guys like Diamond King, and as we just saw, taking it to worthless drunks like Pitch Black. The man needs focus and direction, Underwood - maybe he needs a "great mind" to guide him....

Underwood: Oh yeah, I'm sure that's exactly what he needs. I think Ronin has too much integrity to ever associate with a person like you. And we've seen in recent weeks just how much the "Greatest Mind in Wrestling" can do for a man's career. Has Rukuss won a match since you've started advising him? Has he even been competitive in one? He was putting forward better performances before he started listening to you and Twisted Steel. And I'd wager he's in for a long, long night as coming up next is the match for the universal championship - the champion Heavy D defending against the man who holds the belt, the turncoat, Rukuss.

EWI UNIVERSAL CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Champion
Heavy D
~VS.~
Challenger
Rukuss

*****

Before the match began, the ring announcer informed the sold out crowd that both men had agreed to wrestle the universal title match under no disqualification rules, to which the crowd roared its approval. The cheers soon turned to boos though, as "Bomb First" by Makaveli blasted over the speakers. Rukuss walked out with the stolen universal title wrapped around his waist, carrying a table underneath his arm. He walked up and into the ring, then set up the table right in the middle as he posed with the stolen belt. Soon, the arena went black, as DMX's "Trina Moe" roared over the speakers. Heavy D made his way out from the back, then stood at the top of the ramp, looking at the thousands of cheering fans with his good eye. As he sized up the arena, he raised his left arm in the air, as blue and red fireworks erupted all over the arena. Heavy D then charged the ring where Rukuss stood ready, and the crowd roared as Heavy D nailed the first punch of the match, which officially began. Heavy D continued to nail a flurry of punches, but his momentum was halted by a Rukuss thumb to D's bad eye. Heavy D stumbled back a bit, and Rukuss went to Irish whip him; Heavy D ran off the ropes, ducked a clothesline, and blasted Rukuss with a forearm smash. Rukuss slumped to the canvas, as D pounced on him and nailed him in the face with hard punches as the crowd chanted his name. Heavy D got to his feet and saw the universal title laying on the mat, and raised it up in the air to illicit a huge pop for the real champion. However, this gave the challenger a chance to catch his breath, and Rukuss soon capitalized by burying an axehandle into Heavy D's back. Rukuss grabbed D by the throat with both of his massive hands, and proceeded to choke the life out of him, knowing full well the most that the referee could do is ask him to break the hold. He finally did break it, and paraded around the ring as Heavy D struggled to breathe. Rukuss then positioned the table he had earlier set up in the middle of the ring, and picked up the champion by the bandana. Rukuss hoisted up his former ally for a vertical suplex, but Heavy D countered the hold into a DDT that took both men through the table. Both men were down, but Heavy D was able to crawl over for a cover, getting a two count. Heavy D set up Rukuss for a piledriver, but the bigger man was able to take D over with a big back body drop. Rukuss motioned to the crowd that he intended to finish D at that moment, then left the ring. He reached under the apron and pulled out another table, then slid it into the ring and re-entered. He set up the table in front of the turnbuckle, but Heavy D began to rise, and nailed Rukuss right between the eyes with a hard punch. With some effort, D was able to force Rukuss onto the second turnbuckle. As Rukuss bled from his nose, Heavy D clamped a hand around his throat and signaled for the old fashioned D Drop. But Rukuss wasn't out yet; he pulled D up to eye level by the neck, and drove Heavy D through the table with the Bomb First! The crowd was racked with nervous anticipation as both men lay in the remnants of the table, blood coming from Rukuss' nose and from around Heavy D's eye. This time it was Rukuss who crawled over, slinging an arm over D as the referee counted 1 .. 2 .. Heavy D shot an arm up at the last moment. Both men wearily got to their feet, Rukuss threw a punch, but Heavy D ducked, then threw a devastating Ghetto Punch that sent Rukuss flying into the ropes. As Rukuss bounced back, Heavy D locked in a full nelson, and used all of his might to deliver the D Drop! Heavy D collapsed into the turnbuckles, and with the fans behind him, motioned that the end was near. D climbed to the top rope, and raised both arms in the air, and just as he did, he was struck in the back by a crowbar from Adam Kogler! The sneaky manager had run over from the commentary position with the weapon, and the attack sent Heavy D flying off of the turnbuckles ... and right into a Rukuss rollup for the three count and the universal title. Both men barely moved on the canvas, but Kogler excitedly motioned for someone to hand him the universal title. He slung it over Rukuss' huge shoulder as he helped the new champion to his feet amongst the overwhelmingly negative reaction from the fans. Kogler raised the hand of Rukuss before leaving the ring, allowing the new universal champion to celebrate with the title that was now rightfully his.

Kogler: What did I tell you, Underwood?! What did I tell you?! Look at that! Look in the ring! The Greatest Mind in Wrestling does it again! I took Rukuss from the bowels of Criminal Nation, and when no one believed in him, when everyone stuck with that fat turdbasket Heavy D, what happened?! The big guy did it! Great match from both guys, I'll admit, but we now know who the REAL Universal Champion is!

Underwood: Excuse me, but it seems to me that if not for someone smacking Heavy D across the back with a crowbar, this was going to be another successful title defense for the universal champion. Rukuss was beaten, and you know it!

Kogler: Excuse me? Did you not see those guys blasting each other through tables and busting each other up? The reason, my dear Blake, is because this match was NO DQ! It's not my fault that Heavy D doesn't have friends anymore! Now will you get off your high horse, put over the NEW Universal Champion Rukuss, and admit that anyone associated with Adam Kogler is a Champion?

Underwood: If I thought for a minute that there was any legitimacy whatsoever to Rukuss being the universal champion, that's exactly what I'd do. But there's not a person in this arena, save you, Rukuss, and maybe Twisted Steel that thinks he deserves to hold that title. This is a travesty, a disgrace to the universal championship, and I hope it's not long before Heavy D gets his return match. Let's just put this behind us and go right to the next match. Mikhail Androsovich, still undefeated here since making his debut in EWI several weeks ago, faces a man who just this past Monday was successful in his EWI debut against Punisher in Charles Childs.

Mikhail Androsovich
with Raisa Pavlova
~VS.~
Charles Childs

*****

The arena faded to black as "Dies Irae" chillingly flowed into the arena. After a brief moment of darkness, the lights returned to reveal Mikhail Androsovich, methodically leaning against the ropes in preparation for his opponent's arrival. Soon after, Charles Childs walked to the ring, flanked by his two bodyguards. As the match began, Mikhail straightened and began to spin toward Childs, but Charles caught him in a lockup and pushed him back into the turnbuckles. Childs buried several knees into the midsection of his adversary, then pulled him out of the corner. Mikhail grabbed Childs' wrist and reversed the momentum, spun 180 degrees, and nailed a side kick into Childs' chest. Keeping in constant motion, Androsovich slipped behind Childs, locked his arms around his neck, and delivered a full-nelson bomb. Mikhail allowed Childs to get to his feet, which proved to be a mistake, as Charles blocked a chop, twisted Mikhail's' arm into a hammerlock, and nailed an impactful gutwrench powerbomb. With no wasted motion, Childs locked in a Texas Cloverleaf. Before Mikhail could attempt to escape or reach the ropes, Childs maneuvered him into a bow and arrow. Charles rolled forward several times, driving his knees into Mikhail's back, before releasing the hold. Mikhail collapsed into the ropes, and was met with a snap suplex from Childs. Childs maintained his hold on Androsovich after the move, and delivered another snap suplex. Childs prepped for a third, but Mikhail delivered several chops to the midsection in an attempt to free himself. In retaliation, Childs moved behind and locked in an abdominal stretch. Just as Charles began to cinch in the hold, Androsovich reversed it with a hiptoss, sending a surprised Childs to the mat and allowing Mikhail a moment to recover. After regaining his composure, he dropped an elbow onto Childs to maintain the advantage. He again allowed Childs to get to his feet, but this time connected with a vicious jumping spin kick to the throat of Childs, sending him reeling and gasping for air. Mikhail followed with a double axehandle to the stomach, then grabbed Charles' legs and pulled them out from under him. Mikhail began to set up an unorthodox submission hold, but was rolled up by Childs for a 2 count. The two men got to their feet at the same time, but Childs seized control, locking Androsovich in a pumphandle slam. As Mikhail was hoisted over, he used his own momentum to land on his feet, then buried a thrust kick into Childs' head. He spun behind Childs and locked in another full nelson, but this time drove him to the mat with a front Russian legsweep. Quickly straddling Childs, Mikhail locked his arms behind him, and with his legs in a figure four across Childs' diaphragm and locking one leg, Mikhail arched back, giving Charles no means of escape. The referee waited a moment, then called for the bell to award Mikhail Androsovich the submission victory. With no fanfare or celebration, Androsovich slowly rolled out of the ring and headed for the back, leaving Charles Childs to recover in the middle of the ring.

Underwood: Another impressive win for Androsovich, who continues to impress, both in and out of the ring. Have you ever had a chance to speak with this man, Adam? I tell you, he's one of the most learned men I've ever come across. And his style in the ring, it's unusual to say the least.

Kogler: This Mikhail guy, he's got one of the most unorthodox styles I've ever seen. One minute he's spinning around like an evil ballet dancer, the next he's got you tied up like a pretzel! Charles Childs, on the other hand, I'm quite familiar with, and he's quite the technical wrestler in his own right. For the Doc to get past him here tonight at a big event like this, that's no small accomplishment!

Underwood: No indeed, this is clearly Androsovich's biggest win to date. We mentioned earlier that Ronin might well be on his way towards title opportunities. I wouldn't be at all surprised to see Androsovich in championship contention in the near future either. And speaking of championships, our second of three title matches is up next as The Destroyer defends against "Super Cupid" from the bizarre group known so far only as The Fairy Tale People. We still have not received any indication as to who these men are and what their agenda is in EWI. Cupid's last match offered only more questions with the emergence of a fourth masked Fairy; hopefully tonight's match will finally offer some answers as we go back to the ring.

EWI HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Champion
The Destroyer
~VS.~
Challenger
"Super Cupid"

*****

The Destroyer, proudly carrying both his EWI hardcore championship and tag team championship belts, made his way to the ring first as the sounds of "The End" by The Doors echoed through the arena. Flanked by several hooded Cult minions, the giant champion stood calmly in the ring awaiting his opponent as the lights went out. Silver glittered started to shine through the arena as "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies" played and the four Fairies, dressed in black skirts, white t-shirts, blond wigs, and happy face masks skipped down to the ring. Three of the Fairies hugged each other in fear at the sight of Destroyer, while the small plump Fairy charged right at his opponent. Destroyer had no trouble tossing him right out of the ring. One of the other Fairies then ran at Destroyer, but was met with a thunderous right hand, knocking him down hard. The hardcore champion dumped the second Fairy to the outside, and glared over at the others as if he were daring them to come and try their luck. The normal sized Fairy then stomped up to Destroyer and slammed his fist into Destroyer's midsection, to which Destroyer responded by grabbing the Fairy by the mask and tossing him over the top rope into the other two. The final Fairy, identifiable as "Super Cupid" by the pink on his skirt, didn't dare try and attack just yet, and instead slid out of the ring and grabbed a steel chair. He slowly stumbled back into the ring and ran at Destroyer, but the big man didn't even flinch and grabbed the chair away from Cupid, tossing it away. Cupid froze in his tracks and Destroyer grabbed him by the wig and tore off his mask, revealing "Super Cupid"'s true identity...Mr. Beumont. Destroyer's expression didn't change, but Beumont's quickly became one of absolute terror. The gigantic hardcore champion grabbed the transient by the neck and slammed him down with an inverted chokeslam, and immediately applied the Will Breaker. Beumont was knocked completely out by the chokeslam, and the referee stopped the match right away, giving Destroyer a successful, if not overly strenuous, title defense. The Cult minions formed a path along the runway for Destroyer to exit as his music again began to play, but that music quickly changed to "March of the Dead", and the lights in the arena went out. A podium then started to lower from the ceiling, as more silver sparkles fell over the crowd. On the podium stood the man in the green glossy goggles, trench coat, and rainbow hair. He spoke, but did not appear to be holding a microphone.

Fairy Tale Man: If you thought that was your challenge, you are deadly wrong. As you guessed, we are not from Fairy Tale Land. We are from Philly. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WE ARE FAMILY! And we have come back to gain what we deserve, starting with what you have.

 Teddy Terror charged into the ring with a steel pipe in hand. He slid into the ring and slammed the pipe against the back of Destroyer's leg, dropping the hardcore champion to the canvas in obvious pain. The podium lowevered even further, and with the flick of his wrist the strange man set the ring ropes on fire.

Fairy Tale Man: We are Family, but I am not Havoc. Nor am I The Saint, nor am I The Joker's Child.

 Teddy Terror continued to nail Destroyer over and over again with the pipe as Fairy Tale Man removed his goggles and black mouth piece, revealing a scarred face which looked a lot like Psychotic Sam. The rainbow hair proved to be his real hair, not simply a wig. Teddy Terror backed away from Destroyer and removed his mask, revealing Psychotic Sam. Sam fell to the ground and began to bite Destroyer.

Fairy Tale Man: Most of you know me as Sam's deceased brother Mark Turks. But you may all call me Damaged Mark. HAHAHAHAHAHA CULT MASTER WATCH AS YOUR BIG MAN GOES DOWN! I WANT EVERYONE TO WATCH AS WE TAKE OVER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

 The Fairies on the outside of the ring took off their masks, revealing Welfare William, Hobo Richard, and Ponch. Sam joined his brother Mark on the podium and they were raised to the ceiling, leaving the hobos to find their own way back to the dressing room. The hooded Cult minions finally came running back to the ring with fire extinguishers and put out the flames, enabling them to enter the ring to help their fallen brother.

Kogler: Underwood, would you care to explain to me what we just saw? Mr. Beumont as a sugar plum fairy? The return of not only Psychotic Sam, the one man in this industry that can legitimately dispute Destroyer's claims of being the greatest hardcore wrestler ever, but his brother too? A guy who we all thought was killed years ago by rabid squirrels somewhere in Japan? Never mind Underwood, I only have one question for you ... where can I get some Tylenol?

Underwood: What in the world do you want with Tylenol?

Kogler: Do you know how hard I'm going to have to rack my brain to make any sense of what we've just seen? But maybe you're right; I should scrap the pills and move right on to the hard liqour - It's probably best if I just forget everything that just happened here. You can give my Tylenol to The Destroyer; he may have won the match, but he looks like he needs it more than I do right now!

Underwood: I have to agree with you on that one. I'm as flabergasted as you are, I have no idea what to make of this. We now know that The Fairy Tale People were in fact The Family, but who is this rainbow-haired man? Can he really be Mark Turks? How does he fit into things in EWI? This story is getting stranger, if you can believe that. I have no idea where we go from here. The only thing we do know for sure is that Psychotic Sam is back, and whoever comes out on top in the world title match later on will have to take notice, as one of the top contenders to any championship anywhere he goes, is back on the scene here in EWI. Coming up next we've got six man tag team action. All the talk going into this one surrounds the identity of Diamond King's mystery partner. We've been hearing the names for weeks now, speculation on who this will be, names stretching back months even years. We're about to find out, though, as we go to the ring for this big six man tag team match.

EWI Tag Team Champion
Harbinger,
Seta Soujiro &
Benjamin Childs
~VS.~
Diamond King,
Jamaal &
Mystery Partner
with Ray Brewer

*****

The three members of the Cult team made their way to the ring together, with Benjamin Childs leading the way down and Seta Soujiro and Harbinger, who held onto his tag team championshp belt for dear life. As the three men entered the ring amidst a chorus of boos, "Sad But True" came over the speakers. Ray Brewer stepped through the curtain, followed by Jamaal, whose upper body was heavily bandaged after the attack by The Cult at Collision, and Diamond King, the five-time world champion who proudly carried the MMP and CWA world title belts to the ring with him. The mystery partner, however, was nowhere to be seen. The trio stepped into the ring cautiously, keeping a keen eye on the Cult members across the ring. DK folded up his two belts and handed them to Brewer before demanding a microphone.

DK: Those of you who heard what I had to say last week no doubt recall that I promised that my surprise partner tonight would deliver, that it wouldn't be a letdown like all those other surprises we've seen in EWI. My mystery partner is no Aries, no Pitch Black, and certainly no Prophet. No, my mystery partner is a man of class and a man of dignity. He's an educated man, unlike the three men opposite, the majority of the men in the locker room, and dare I say all of these country bumpkins in the audience tonight. Those of you with longer memory spans might also recall that I promised The Cult Master that I would have my revenge on him when the time was right in a way he would never be expecting. Well Cult Master, as you prepare for your world title match in a little while against Twisted Steel, let my revenge weigh on your mind. So without further adieu, I will introduce to you now my mystery partner. Led to the ring by "Black Jack" McBain and...George Achica...

 The crowd errupted in anticipation of what was to come.

DK: From Ambergris Caye, Captain Patrick O'Conner!

 The cheers from the audience grew even louder as McBain and Achica led the way out for Captain Patrick O'Conner, the longest reigning world champion in MMP history and hands down the most popular superstar in the history of that federation...and arguably The Cult's greatest rival. Harbinger clutched his tag title belt even tighter at the sight of the Captain, who he had battled several times before, while Childs simply stood with a look of disbelief on his face. O'Conner entered the ring and shot his partners only a passing glance before glaring across the ring at his opponents, directing a particularly malevolent stare at Childs, a former long time friend. The Captain was clearly uneasy about his partnership with Diamond King and Jamaal but took his place on the apron alongside Jamaal without incident as DK remained in the ring to begin the match. In the Cult corner Childs, almost with a panicked look on his face, went over a couple of last minute things with his teammates before sending Harbinger and Soujiro to the outside. The big man from New Orleans turned and quickly rushed Diamond King as the bell sounded, hammering him with rights and lefts that backed the Canadian into a neutral corner. Acting quickly, Childs drove a hard knee into DK's midsection and followed it up with several shoulder thrusts to the same part of the body. With DK winded early on Childs attempted an Irish whip out of the corner but Diamond King held on and reversed, wrapping Childs' arm around and going for the Spirit Breaker early on. Childs, though, saw what was coming in time, and just before DK could drop down he broke free and took a couple of steps to distance himself from his opponent. When he turned around, though, he was floored with a running clothesline from Diamond King, who by the addition of O'Conner to his team seemed to have some small support from the Memphis crowd, despite the fact that he had insulted them only moments earlier. With Childs down on the mat DK grabbed him by the right leg and dragged him over to his corner. The crowd cheered in anticipation of a tag to the Captain, but DK instead made the exchange with Jamaal, who stepped over the top rope as he entered the ring. The two men wishboned Childs before the referee ushered DK out to the apron, and while that was going on Jamaal pulled his opponent up and delivered a pair of punishing forearm blows across the back. He dragged Childs out from the corner a few paces only to turn him around and whip him right back into the turnbuckle, where he reached up and pressed his boot against Childs' throat, choking the apparent leader of the Cult team. As the referee's count reached four Jamaal broke the hold and tagged in Diamond King, who went right to work on Childs' leg, wrapping it around the middle rope and pulling up on the ankle. Again the referee had to administer a count, and again it wasn't until he neared the point of disqualification that the hold was broken. DK confidently moved away. When he turned Childs swung at him wildly with a right hand, but DK ducked and picked his off balance opponent up, driving him down with a back suplex. DK made the first cover of the match, but only got a two count before Childs kicked out. As DK went to pull Childs up, Childs leaned forward and sprayed a white mist from his mouth right into DK's eyes, just as he had done in the Collision battle royal several weeks before, blinding the former world champion. With his adversary incapacitated Childs was easily able to make it over to the corner and make the tag to Harbinger, who charged into the ring and jumped right up on Diamond King's back and began choking him with his hands. The official quickly admonished Harbinger for his tactics, but the rabid man responded simply by digging his teeth into DK's shoulder, a move which finally enabled him to wrestle DK to the mat. Finally the referee was able to pull Harbinger off of Diamond King, who was still struggling to clear the white mist from his eyes, but that only shifted Harbinger's attack from biting and choking to repeated kicks to the ribs. Harbinger's assault was relentless, halting only when the referee physically stepped between the two men and told Harbinger to let the man get back to his feet. Once DK was up Harbinger bounced off the ropes and floored him with a flying bodypress, scoring a surprise two count on the Canadian, whose vision remained impaired. Harbinger pulled DK up by the hair and raked his eyes with his long, dirty fingernails before dragging him over to the corner, where he made a tag to Seta Soujiro. Soujiro took DK down with a drop toehold and went to work on the legs, applying a spinning toehold close to the Cult corner. DK tried to wrestle free, and finally was able to do, but it only meant that Soujiro had to re-apply the hold. A second time DK freed himself and kicked Soujiro back into his corner, but before DK could even get to his feet Soujiro tagged Childs back in, and the biggest man on the Cult team was back in the ring, dropping an elbow down across the back of his former CWA tag team championship partner. Childs then pulled DK to his feet and delivered a backbreaker before making a cover, but again he only got a two count before DK kicked out. After a couple of hard stomps to the chest, Childs stepped out of the ring and climbed to the top rope. He came off with a diving headbutt, but luckily for DK he had regained just enough of his vision by that time that he was able to roll out of the way, causing Childs to land face first on the canvas below. Both men were down, and the referee began to count. DK slowly started crawling towards his corner, but Childs remained motionless. As he got close Childs got to his feet and tried to get to his opponent, but by the time he did it was too late. Diamond King made the tag to Captain Patrick O'Conner, and the crowd went nuts. O'Conner charged into the ring and floored Childs with a vicious spear before locking on an armbar submission hold. Harbinger scrambled into the ring to try and break it up, but before he could get there Jamaal cut him off, knocking him down with a big boot to the face before tossing him over the top rope to the floor. The bodyguard from Sudan followed Harbinger to the outside and dragged him up the aisle where he whipped the tag champion into the security railing and stomped him down, while inside the ring Seta Soujiro finally got in and broke O'Conner's hold on Childs, getting a couple of stomps in on the Captain before Diamond King could come in and fend him off with a clothesline. DK stepped back out to the apron and the ref ushered Soujiro back to his corner as Childs, who gained the upper hand thanks to his partner's interference, yanked O'Conner to his feet. He sent O'Conner into the ropes and went for a big boot, but the Captain ducked, bounced off the other side, and met Childs mid ring with both men attempting a clothesline simultaneously. Both men were down, and the referee began a ten count again. At six they both started moving towards their respective corners, and at the last moment they both reached up and made tags to Diamond King and Seta Soujiro. Soujiro ran in quickly and attempted a spinning heel kick, but DK ducked and Soujior flew overhead, landing hard on the canvas near DK's corner. Out on the floor Harbinger and Jamaal continued to battle, with Harbinger's biting and clawing tactics temporarily giving him the upper hand. While occupied with Jamaal, Harbinger was oblivious to the hooded man approaching him from behind. The man in the cloak slowly produced a crowbar from under his robe and brought it down hard across the back of Harbinger, knocking the rabid Cult member face first to the concrete. Jamaal fell back agains the railing trying to catch his breath as the hooded man pulled back his disguise, revealing The Prophet, the man who easily defeated The Overnight Male earlier on the show as the attacker. He slowly backed away from the action, his message sent in the form of Harbinger's prone form lying on the floor. In the ring DK capitalized on Soujiro's mistake by pulling the young prodigy to his feet and taking him over with a belly to belly suplex. Before he could follow up Childs tried to intervene, but he found himself the recipient of a belly to belly suplex the same as his partner. DK tagged O'Conner back in and the ref hurried Childs out of the ring, desperately trying to maintain control of the match. While the official's back was turned Soujiro caught the Captain with a low blow, doubling him over and allowing the Cult member to connect with a swinging neckbreaker. He tried to pull O'Conner up, but as he did so Diamond King came in from behind and caught Soujiro with the Face Down in the Gutter, driving him face first into the canvas. He then rushed over to the Cult corner and knocked Childs off the ring apron with a forearm smash, then followed Childs to the floor, allowing the ref to focus on the action inside the ring between the two legal men. Soujiro remained face down on the canvas as O'Conner shook the effects of the neckbreaker, and once he had regained his senses he locked in his old finishing hold, the Celtic Cross! Soujiro couldn't hold on for long and quickly surrendered, giving the match to Diamond King, Jamaal, and Captain Patrick O'Conner. The crowd errupted as O'Conner's hand was raised in victory in a wrestling ring for the first time in more than two years. With the match over Childs pulled Soujiro from the ring and helped him to the back while the two victorious camps met center ring. Diamond King and O'Conner exchanged a reluctant handshake, and the two groups parted ways. O'Conner, Achica, and McBain left first and headed back to the dressing room before DK and his associates followed. They only made it about half way up the ramp before a pipe swung by someone in the audience struck Jamaal across the back of the head. The big man went down as if he had been shot. DK turned and looked into the fans lining the other side of the aisle, and was met with a big splash of a vile smelling liquid right in the eyes! The Canadian screamed in agony as he clutched his face and fell to the floor, leaving only Brewer standing unharmed. Two large black men in suits stepped over the security railing one from either side. One floored Brewer with a hard right while the other pulled a set of handcuffs out of his jacket and cuffed Jamaal to the steel security rail. They then grabbed Diamond King, still obviously blinded, dragged him back down to the ring, and rolled him in under the bottom rope to the feet of a third man. As the camera panned up it met the smiling face of Virus Richards, another former MMP world champion, the man Diamond King defeated for the title at the promotion's final event. He reached down, grabbed DK by the hair, and yanked him to his feet. He said something quietly to his former associate before shoving him back into the waiting arms of one of the massive black men. The man held DK's arms behind him while the other held a steel chair up in front of Diamond King. Virus stepped back and shot into DK with a superkick, slamming the chair right into the man's face! DK collapsed in a heep, and as Virus motioned one of his associates to get something from under the ring, he demanded a microphone.

Virus: Well well well, I'll bet this is a day you never thought you'd see, huh old man? How long has it been, James? Fifteen months? Fifteen months since you ruined what should have been the biggest night of my professional career when I beat The Cult Master for the MMP title. But that's not what this is about, Manning. That's not what this is about at all. Do you know where I've been since that night? Yeah, you bet you do. I've spent every day of the past fifteen months in a courtroom, defending myself against charge after charge after charge, and damn it old man, I know who was behind that. You and that investigator friend of yours, that McBain, you think you're clever? By the looks of things, you're not the only ones. After all Jimbo, here I am, standing before you a free man, and there you lie, blinded, broken, in a pool of your own blood. You talked earlier about revenge? You wouldn't know revenge if it bit you in the ass. Have a taste of how the pros handle revenge.

Virus tossed the mic down and looked out to his associate on the floor, who had retrieved what looked to be an extra ring post from under the ring. He rolled the heavy post into the ring, and with help from the other suit, held the post steady in position. Virus grabbed DK by the hair once more and dragged him over to the post. With his adversary lying face down on the mat, Virus draped DK face first on the steel, took a few steps back, then ran in and stomped down on the back of DK's head! DK collapsed to the side of the post, his body spasming from the shock of the blow. He covered his head as blood shot out from the mouth. Virus looked down with a sinister grin on his face before getting down and whispering something to Diamond King. Paramedics rushed out with a stretcher and dove into the ring to attend to DK as Virus, that same smirk still etched across his face, calmly stepped out of the ring and followed his two associates away from the ring through the crowd.

Underwood: My God...

Kogler: Unbelieveable! I've never seen anything like this! I never thought I'd see old Pegleg back in action, but not only did he make his return to wrestling, he did it by beating the newest recruit of his oldest adversary! And if that wasn't amazing enough, those two scumbags, Diamond King and Ray Brewer, finally got what was coming to them! It's great to see Virus Richards in the EWI! What a night!

Underwood: Someone get that damn Virus Richards! I can't believe what I've seen here! Diamond King's skull could have been shattered against that post! The return of Captain Patrick O'Conner to professional wrestling after more than two years away is a story in itself, but can you believe the audacity of a man like Virus Richards to perpetrate such a vicious assault? I've never seen anything quite like this...folks, we'll try and get you an update on the condition of Diamond King if we can before we go off the air. For now, though, all we can do is take you to our next match....

Kogler: Are you ready Underwood? Are you ready for the big one? The EWI World Title match?! I'm going 2 for 2 tonight, baby! Twisted Steel has put The Cult Master down before, and he's damn sure going to do it again with the gold on the line! The EWI World Title is staying right where it is, my friend; it's time to feel the Steel!
EWI WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Champion
Twisted Steel
with Adam Kogler
~VS.~
Challenger
The Cult Master

*****

Carried to the ring on a makeshift throne by several Cult minions, the challenger made his way to the ring first, following behind an elaborate entrance procession that included trumpeters, a chorus, and several children scattering rose petals along the aisle. Of course, Harbinger and The Destroyer, the EWI tag team champions, were at their master's side for such an important match. As the throne was lowered and The Cult Master stepped into the ring, dancing blue and silver spotlights covered the crowd as "Bang Your Head" began to play over the speakers. Decked out in black pants with blue and silver zigzag trim and an all-leather cutoff robe with a Twisted Steel logo airbrushed on the back, the world champion made his way down to the ring with a confident-as-ever look on his face and, of course, the EWI world championship belt wrapped around his waist. He headed over to the announce table and smirked at Underwood before going over to Kogler, who raised his protege's arm in the air amidst a chorus of boos from the sold out crowd. Steel removed the belt from around his waist and folded it up, setting it down on the table in front of his manager seated at the announce position before getting in the ring and mounting the second turnbuckle to strike his trademark pose. As Steel stepped down from the rope and turned he saw The Cult Master glaring at him from across the ring with a look of determination on his face. The bell sounded and the match was underway, although both participants were taking a cautious approach early on. Steel slowly walked out towards the middle of the ring as he removed his robe. He motioned as if to hand the robe to the referee, but instead tossed it into the face of his opponent. The world champ then charged his adversary with a clothesline but Cult Master, having seen this tactic before, stepped out of the way and Steel went crashing sternum first into the turnbuckle. Cult Master snuck in behind and rolled Steel up quickly, scoring a two count in the opening seconds of the match. Steel shot to his feet and wiped his hair from his face as Cult Master grinned at him and called him on. The two men locked up in the middle of the ring, and it was the challenger gaining the early advantage, wrestling Steel into an armbar. He lunged forward and delivered a pair of elbows to the back of Steel's head, but as he went for a third one the world champ spun through and reversed the armbar, pulling Cult Master forward and right into a powerful short clothesline. Steel shook his arm to try and loosen it up again as a confident smirk once again emerged on his face. Hammering his opponent with right hands as he tried to get to his feet, Steel whipped Cult Master into the ropes and on the rebound locked him in a sleeper hold. While it was unlikely that Steel would be able to win the match early with such a move, Underwood commented to the television audience that it was a good strategy as it would likely leave Cult Master in a groggy and light headed state for much of the match. Steel managed to wrestle Cult Master down to the canvas with the hold, and even into a pinning position, which earned him a two count before Cult Master managed to get a shoulder up. With his opponent down Steel reversed the hold and began stomping repeatedly on his groggy opponent's forehead before connecting with his somersault legdrop. The champion then went for another cover, but again was only able to get a two count before Cult Master escaped. Showing mild signs of frustration Steel pulled Cult Master out towards the middle of the ring, where he locked on the Dirty Deed half crab! As he reared back with the painful hold Steel's smile broadened. He looked back and asked Cult Master if he wanted to give up himself, but by taking himself off balance like that he allowed Cult Master to reach back and trip one of Steel's legs out from under him. This broke the hold, and keeping hold on the leg Cult Master quickly turned and applied an ankle lock on the world champion! The challenger wrenched on the ankle repeatedly, with Steel trying to pull his way to the ropes the whole time. Finally with one desperate lunge the champion was able to grab hold of the bottom strand, forcing the break. Cult Master, however, would not comply. He yanked back on the leg, pulling Steel off of the ropes, and dragged him back out to the center of the ring with the hold still applied. The referee stepped in and ordered Cult Master to break, but he would not. Finally the official threatened a disqualification and started a count, and it wasn't until he reached four that Cult Master finally let go of the hold. As the ref admonished Cult Master for not adhering to his warnings, Steel crawled over to the ropes and used them to pull himself up. He tried to advance on the challenger, but the punishment to his ankle made it very difficult for him to support his weight. Steel managed only a couple of hobbling steps before Cult Master was on him, delivering several sharp kicks to the ankle that stopped the champ in his tracks. A belly to belly suplex then sent Steel back out to the center of the ring, where Cult Master began screaming at him to quit and surrender his "World Championship Grail" while slamming the back of the champion's head into canvas over and over. Steel, obviously, would have none of it, but Cult Master seemed to expect this would be the case. He responded by pulling Steel up and driving him back down with a side suplex, which Cult Master followed by bouncing off the ropes and delivering a kneedrop to the champ's injured ankle. With things going so well for their master, many of the Cult members on the outside began leading a prayer, which naturally caught the challenger's attention. He stopped momentarily and acknowledged his followers with a short hand gesture before turning back to his opponent. As he pulled Steel up Cult Master was caught with a short thumb to the eye, causing him to stumble back and allowing Steel to get to his feet under his own power. Cult Master swung wildly with a right hand, which Steel easily ducked and locked the challenger in a full nelson. He tried to lift Cult Master up for the Living End, but the challenger was able to hook his leg around the injured ankle of the champion, and the pressure on the leg caused Steel's legs to go out from under him. Steel grabbed his ankle in pain and slapped the canvas in frustration as Cult Master reached down to pull him up once again. Dragging Steel over to the corner, Cult Master slammed his opponent head first to the buckle three times before turning him around and driving a series of shoulder thrusts into the midsection. With the champion winded, Cult Master hoisted Twisted Steel up to the top rope, in position for the Final Prayer. The challenger quickly followed, but once he was positioned on the buckle Steel shoved him off, causing him to land face first against the buckle. Steel then stood up, and using Cult Master's shoulders for a springboard propelled himself over top of the challenger, connecting with a dropkick, a variation of the Crazy Train, to the back of his opponent, sandwiching him against the turnbuckle. Cult Master collapsed in a heap, but that one move took it's toll on the already-injured ankle of Twisted Steel, and the champion was unable to capitalize. The referee began a count, and at six both men were still down. At seven Cult Master began to stir, while Steel reached for the ropes to help pull him up. At nine the ref broke his count, with Twisted Steel back to his feet with the aid of the ropes. Before he could turn, though, Cult Master hooked him in a rear waistlock and attempted to take him over with a German suplex. Steel held the ropes tightly, though, and Cult Master was unable to get him up. On the third attempt Steel let go of the ropes, but only to reverse position, putting himself behind the challenger. Again Steel locked in a full nelson, and this time he was able to get Cult Master up for the Living End. Before Steel could drive him down, though, Cult Master spun out of the full nelson, hooked Steel's head, and rolled the champion up in a small package, scoring the three count to win the EWI world championship! Cheers of triumph errupted from the Cult members on the outside, while Harbinger rushed into the ring to help his master up. The Destroyer snatched the belt off the announce table from in front of an absolutely stunned Adam Kogler, who sat in silence, his jaw on the floor. Twisted Steel rolled out of the ring as other members of The Cult, including Benjamin Childs and Seta Soujiro, hurried out from the dressing room to join the celebration. Destroyer presented the championship belt to the new EWI world champion, The Cult Master, as the scene fades to black.

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