Rob DiMarco - I'm here right now with Senor X one half of Los Fabulosos bastardos, tonight you face off against Slayer , you are normally a tag team wrestler do you think this will effect you're ability wrestling all by yourself.

Senor X - En absoluto. Vea que la cosa sobre los bastardos fabulosos es ésa sea adentro un emparejamiento del equipo de la etiqueta, una etiqueta del seis-hombre, una batalla real o a escoge el emparejamiento que somos ejecutantes consumados. Sé lo que tengo que hacer para ganar; Lo he estado haciendo por años. It.s todo el mismo un hombre, dos hombres no importa. **time-out** mi etiqueta equipo socio y yo ser listo para hacer lo que siempre él llevar to triunfo EWA etiqueta equipo título, y si él significar luchar corredor bien yo conjeturar que ser lo que yo tener que hacer. La esta noche es justa otro descender el camino al greatness, otra parada en el tren limitado para la gloria, una más noche en el anillo, una más ciudad, y una untalented más a opositor.

Rob DiMarco - So of late the EWA tag team division has been very light , what is your view on that.

Senor X - Simple es mejor para nosotros, oigo sí que los muchos de los equipos de la etiqueta están en vacaciones o tener pequeños emparejamientos el pissing, pero que todos caben perfectamente en nuestro plan. Tenemos gusto del hecho de que hay nadie en esta compañía para hacernos frente, él hacemos tanto más fácil para que dominemos a esta compañía de los pobres del piss. Mostraremos los ventiladores los cuales deben aplaudir para, qué camisetas deben comprar, y qué equipos de la etiqueta de la cinta deben mirar lo más mejor posible siempre noche y agradecer a los dioses de lucha por romper la monotonía en allí agujerear, los middleclass, vida nueve a cinco. Nos pusieron en este planeta para brillar, y eso es lo que vamos a hacer. Ejecutamos a los hombres de men.s de ciudad. De lo que oigo que conceited altamente bastardos están asustado hacernos frente y los reguladores están demasiado ocupados con pequeño en luchar, éste van a ser demasiado fáciles. Pronto SENOR X y mi socio del equipo de la etiqueta estará parado glorioso en la tapa de la división del equipo de la etiqueta de EWA.

[ Senor X walks off the camera. ]

Rob DiMarco - Once again I have no clue what that guy said but back to you guys.

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall!

[ "Slayer" by Seasons In The Abyss blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'4" and weighing in at 245 pounds, from Parts Unknown, Slayer!

[ Slayer steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Hotel California" by The Gypsy Kings blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 255 pounds, from Parts Unknown, Señor X!

[ Señor X steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And we're off fans! The first match of Tuesday Night Heat!

[ Senor X hits a series of moves including: Dragon Suplex, Belly to Belly Suplex, Side Russian Leg Sweep, and Moonsault. But Slayer eventually tags advantage with a low blow, and begins his assault. ]

Vic Canon - Slayer has Senor X.... REVERSE DDT! He covers him... 1.... 2... No! Kickout!

Eddie Sensation - Slayer's not done yet... he gets Senor X onto his feet, and lifts him in a Gorilla Press Slam!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!! OOOOOH!!! SENOR X LANDS ON HIS STOMACH ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!

Vic Canon - Senor X is out cold right infront of us here! Wait a minute... WHAT THE HELL?!

Eddie Sensation - IT'S CAPITAN LOCO! CAPITAN LOCO JUST SLID OUT FROM UNDER THE RING!!!

The Informer - And now he's rolling Senor X under the ring! They switched!

Vic Canon - But nobody will be able to tell that!

Eddie Sensation - Slayer is on the outside... he picks up Capitan Loco, and rolls him in the ring.

The Informer - Slayer rolls into the ring.... he gets to his feet and approaches Capitan Loco....

Vic Canon - LOCO WITH A SCHOOL BOY!!!! 1..... 2..... 3!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match... Senor X!

WINNER: Capitan Loco w/ School Boy by Pinfall

Eddie Sensation - Nobody knows what the hell is going on! And now Capitan Loco is heading to the back!

The Informer - Slayer doesn't know what the hell happened! Oh well, he'll find out one day.

[ It's Friday afternoon, around 4PM, and the scene opens up outside of a very familiar mansion. A cameraman is following EWA reporter Rob DiMarco as he walks up the driveway, and towards the front door ]

"Excuse me...."

[ DiMarco spins around, and a very large man wearing a black suit, and matching tie and sunglasses is standing before him ]

Rob DiMarco - Hey. I'm Rob DiMarco, EWA reporter, and I'm here to get a few words with....

"Yea, I know who you're here to talk with, you're the 4th person today. You've got 5 minutes. If 5 minutes and 1 second pass, and you're still in there, your car is going to be rolling down the street, on it's roof"

[ DiMarco's eyes widen with fear, and he politely nods his head ]

Rob DiMarco - Thank you.

[ DiMarco turns, and walks up the stairs leading to the front door. He rings the doorbell, and about a minute and a half later, the peephole flips open, and a bright blue eye peaks through it ]

"What do you want?"

Rob DiMarco - I just want a few words with you. After what has happened with you and your company over the past week, there are a lot of questions that the people would like to know.

"Well, that's too bad. Can't you people just leave me alone?"

[ The camera focuses in on the blue eye peering through the peephole. It is sharp, and filled with anger ]

Rob DiMarco - I don't understand. You had one of the biggest money making promotions in the world in High Impact Wrestling. Why did you choose to close it so suddenly earlier this week?

[ The latch is unhooked, the knob turns, and the door swings open. Standing there on the other side, is none other than Dave "TBL" Fenichel. He looks down imposingly on DiMarco, obviously not happy with him being there ]

TBL - Like I said, what I do is my own business. I'm telling you the same thing I told the other 3 idiots that paid me a visit today, and that's to leave me alone.

[ TBL is about to slam the door in his face when DiMarco throws up his hands ]

Rob DiMarco - Wait!

TBL - What.

[ There is a small uncomfortable silence. DiMarco lowers his hands, takes a deep breath, and begins to speak ]

Rob DiMarco - Look, I didn't come here to offend you, and I definitely didn't come here to start trouble. I just don't get it, you've always lived for the spotlight, and with High Impact Wrestling, you had all the spotlight your heart desired. Why give it all up? It just doesn't make any sense to me?

[ TBL stares deep into DiMarco's eyes, that ever so familiar penetrating look that opponents from one side of the country to the other feared ]

TBL - You just don't get it do you? Look around here, and tell me what you see.

[ DiMarco looks around nervously, not really sure what to say ]

Rob DiMarco - Well....

TBL - NOTHING! You see NOTHING! Don't you get it? For 15 long hard years, wrestling was my life. For 15 years, I was on the road, week in and week out, doing what I had to do to ensure that when the dust settled and the smoked cleared, I was still the best.

Rob DiMarco - Yea, but....

TBL - Look at me. Tell me what I've got to show for it? NOTHING! For the last 15 years of my life, I have done NOTHING but give everything I had for this business. My body is battered and beaten, not a day goes by when I don't wake up to some kind of unbearable pain. I want you to take a look at something.

[ TBL lifts up his pants leg, to show his grotesquely swollen kneecap, a product of 3 knee surguries and constant abuse ]

TBL - Do you see that? It's a miracle I can even walk anymore, and who knows, maybe one day soon I won't.

Rob DiMarco - Yea, but....

TBL - That's not where it ends. Being on the road 300 days a year means that every aspect of my life revolves around wrestling. I don't have a wife, I don't have a family. I look down the block every single day, and see the same thing. A mother and father outside on the lawn playing with their children. Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?

Rob DiMarco - Well....

TBL - It makes me sick to my stomach. Look at what I've missed out on. That's not where it ends either. I've got absolutely NOTHING, so you figure that at least I can live the rest of my life in peace, here in this huge mansion of mine right?

Rob DiMarco - R....

TBL - WRONG! I'm never have any privacy, people are constantly in my face. Do you know what it's like to be one of the most famous faces in America?

Rob DiMarco - Ummm....

TBL - No, you don't. You're not me, you're not TBL, you're not the best wrestler to ever live. All you are is some second rate reporter that probably tried to make it as a wrestler, only to realize that you had not a single shred of talent. You don't know what it's like to be me, you don't know at all.

Rob DiMarco - I may not have experienced it firsthand, but I know all about the hardships of the wrestling business. What's that have to do with you closing High Impact Wrestling though?

TBL - Have you not been listening to a word I have said? The wrestling business has been my whole life, and it has robbed me of everything good in life. The wrestling business may have made me a lot of money, but it's a poison that has damaged me forever. It's plain and simple, I want out. I want nothing to do with the business anymore, or anyone that is involved with it.

[ TBL's eyes are so intense. DiMarco quickly takes a step back, and reaches into his pocket ]

Rob DiMarco - Well, I'm going to leave then. Before I go, President Stone wanted me to give you this....

[ DiMarco hands TBL a folded up piece of paper, and takes an addition few steps back. TBL unfolds the paper, and the camera pans in on it. It's an EWA contract ]

TBL - GET OUT.

[ DiMarco quickly scurries down the steps, and up the driveway. The camera pans back towards TBL. He gets ready to rip up the contract, but stops. He stares at it for a few seconds, then folds it back up, and slips it into his pocket. He walks inside, and slams the door, as the scene fades to black ]

[ Camera shift to a hallway backstage. Nice pop from the crowd as Drew Norwood and Rick Ramos are standing at the drink table....uhm....talking....to each other. ]

Drew Norwood - Rick, I'm telling you man...you need to help me get back at Chandler and Rage for that crap they pulled last week. Johnny dumped you like you were old news, man. Come on...you won When Worlds Collide for chrissakes! Sure, that was a while ago, but then you pinned Chandler the other week to retain that tag title on your shoulder.

Rick Ramos - Grunt.

[ Norwood looks at Ramos with a perplexed look on his face. ]

Drew Norwood - Uhm...ah...alright, anyways...what do you think we should do tonight to get back at those bastards?

[ Ramos takes a sip of water and clears his throat. ]

Rick Ramos - Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrunt!

Drew Norwood - ??? What the hell did you just say, man?

Rick Ramos - Grunt.

Drew Norwood - That's not really helping.

[ Ramos is obviously getting very annoyed by this point and slams his bottle of water down on the table. ]

Rick Ramos - GRRRRRRRRRRRRUNT!

[ Ramos turns and storms off to his locker room as Norwood stands there shaking his head. ]

Drew Norwood - This could be a problem.

[ The scene opens up in the halls of the MCI Center Arena where people pass and standing leaning on the wall is Rachel Stevens seeming to be thinking and possibly worried and as standing there Cody Bryant marches his way down the hall past her with fisted hands seeming prepared for his match with his attire having his son Chasey by his side. Rachel turns her head and catches up with Cody being on his side as she walks, she straighting her hair and she hurriedly speaks ]

Rachel Stevens - Sir, May I have a word with you?

[ Cody stops and Chasey does as well, Chasey looking up at Rachel tilting his head seeming to be conserned ]

Chasey Bryant - Are you Alright?

[ Rachel looks down to the little boy Chasey ]

Rachel Stevens - Why? I, I mean I am fine. Cody, tonight you go up against the North American Champion El Gigante, self proclaimed "Soul-

[ Cody turns his head slowly towards Rachel, he having a slight pissed off look on his face and he lifts his hand up motioning for Rachel to give him the mic and she does ]

Cody Bryant - I said earlyer this week to prove yourself to me as a Soul SurViVa now as of late I have watched the promos but I have not seen you yet, If I do happen to win the title it will no longer be the same. Now today isn't going to be a heavenly day for the fans of El Gigante and that is why I am keeping my son away from this match

[ Chasey looks up confused ]

Chasey Bryant - Huh?

[ Cody looks down to his son, bringing his hand down to his hair ]

Cody Bryant - You will understand me alot better when you become older son.

[ Rachel looks at Cody confused too now and Cody looks back to Rachel, she lowering her head as she is looked at, Cody lowering his own head and lifts his head turning his head back to the camera ]

Cody Bryant - Tonight, the EWA will see a diffirent part of me and that part of me is called "Fire" and tonight you will feel it too!

[ Cody hands the mic Rachel and walks away from her and his son going back to marching his trench coat swaying behind him, his son looking worried and Rachel brings her hands to his shoulders and the scene fades ]

Voice - Thanks a lot Mr. Stone. Hopefully she heard you so then she doesn't have to argue with me....... Yea, all right. Have a good night. See ya!

The Informer - The newcomer "Fire" Cody Bryant is very confident after winning his first match here in EWA! I think GiGante is going to have a very tough first title defense. What do you guys think?

Eddie Sensation - Who really cares!

Vic Canon - I think I'm going to agree with you Informer. Cody Bryant seems hot and ready to roll. He really proved to me last week that he can hang with the big boys here in EWA. Let's see how he does against GiGante.

The Informer - Its going to be a tough match for both comp.....

[ Suddenly, a scene of "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante and "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D sitting in a local bar fills the EWA video wall. Both men are noticeably injured - Nick Diamante with his entire left leg in a plaster cast and Vinny D with his left arm in a sling… ]

Vic Canon - Whoa, there they are! "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante and "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D! Enjoying a few brews, boys?

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - We're trying too, believe me Vic. Being all banged up doesn't help though. But dangnamit…. WE'RE HERE!

Eddie Sensation - Hey guys, no disrespect… but there's a real easy way to keep from getting hurt… and that's by staying outta La Parka's way!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - The only way for you to keep from getting hurt Eddie, would be to learn how to talk with a little more respect when talking to two men who are both MUCH bigger than you.... I mean, Eddie, you wouldn't want to end up on the receiving end of a Full Revolution courtesy these two shit-kicking sons of bitches now, would you??

[ Vince waits a second and before Eddie Sensation can answer, he continues... ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Good. That's what I thought. Now, carry on...

The Informer - Calm down, Eddie. Gentlemen, can you please let us know what's on both of your minds right now? I mean, this La Parka deal is something VERY major in the EWA right now. To think that one man can enter a company and take out 2 of it's biggest stars in the span of a few weeks is almost unheard of! What are your explanations on what's been going down?

[ Nick Diamante smiles while shaking his head "no" for a moment. He sighs and begins to speak… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Well Informer, for myself… I can basically tell you, speaking nothing but the truth… I took La Parka WAY too lightly. Come on, how many times have we seen people enter this organization and immediately point the finger of hate and blame towards Tom Stone? I MEAN………… HELLLLLLLLO! POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK! KETTLE GETTING ANNOYED AND… BLAMING TOM STONE FOR ALL IT'S PROBLEMS!!! It seems like the "hip" thing to do if you want to get noticed quickly. I figured La Parka was just out to really get noticed. I guess I was wrong. La Parka got the better of me and really put my career on hold.

Vic Canon - Mr. Outlaw, what about you? How do you explain La Parka's actions?

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Quite frankly, I could care less about his actions towards Stone. I'm not really Tom's best buddy if you catch my drift. But, he did make the mistake of fuc..... Messing with my best friend, that you don't do. Not at any time, and especially not on Outlaw time....

Eddie Sensation - Ya know, if you ask me… I'd say that you boys are OUT of the EWA picture, period! I mean… LOOK AT YOU GUYS! Both of you, injured… sitting back at some crummy bar drinking all your sorrows away! Can you dudes fall any lower???

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Eddie, I may be on one leg but that still leaves me with the option of hopping down to the MCI Center on one foot and kicking your ass, so choose your words wise, boy. Consider the consequences before fate becomes inevitable and you find yourself with a nice, black Doc Martin boot lodged up your stink-hole. AND BELIEVE ME……………… I HAVE A VERY, VERY BIG FOOT!!!! I MEAN… HUGE!!!! Legitimate rectal stretch-mark potential there, boy.

[ The crowd pops… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - If you think that this is the end of us… you've seriously got another thing coming. Injuries are a part of the sport, and yeah… even though I'm going to be on the shelf for at least 6 weeks, that doesn't mean I'm dead. La Parka's biggest mistake was showing sympathy. He seriously expected me to show up on Heat last week and "Join" him in his "War Against Tom Stone"? Yeah… right! That boy's got some rough days ahead of him, I can assure you that. LIKE…… DUH!!!! NICK DIAMANTE IS A SUPER HERO, REMEMBER?! SUPER HEROES ALWAYS WIN!!!!

[ Vinny D looks at Nick funny, shrugs his shoulders and then begins to speak… ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Only a sad fool would think that me and Nick are out of the picture. Hence the reason you made that stupid statement Eddie. Ya, I'm hurt, I got hurt in my first match in HIW and wasn't planning on being here so soon. Now, I'm hurt worse. But I'm still alive and that's all that matters.

The Informer - Vince, if you don't mind me asking… what was your major motivation for showing up on Tuesday Night Heat last week? I mean, it's no question that you were helping your buddy fight a war… but your past with the EWA has been very… well, let's just say you and the EWA have been like oil and water at times.

Eddie Sensation - Yeah… he got his ass FIRED last time around!

The Informer - Eddie!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Hey Informer, let him talk. He's getting me mad. I like that, when he's sitting at my door looking for an interview, and I assure you, he will be, I'm gonna remember this, and I'm gonna lodge this fist down his two inch throat and make him look he's actually got some muscle. Informer, again, it all comes down to what La Parka did to Nick. Again, I've been rehabbing the last few months, I've got some twisted nerves in me elbow, and a few damaged ones, it's not pretty and it hurts, and La Parka only made it feel worse, but again, I came back cause my friend needed help.... It's that simple.

Vic Canon - Guys, this whole ordeal with La Parka centers around Tom Stone. Like we covered earlier, La Parka says he's here to stop Tom Stone and his "brainwashing ways"… simply put, he hates Tom's attitude and feels he uses and mistreats people. I know you guys are standing by Tom's side on this one because you respect him and the way he runs this great company. But, with that said… aren't you afraid that leaving Tom Stone here in the MCI Center with La Parka in the building might end up being the worst mistake you've made to date? They are going to be face-to-face after all… in the same ring!

[ Diamante chuckles for a moment… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Canon, this is Stone we're talking about. If anyone should be intimidated, it's La Parka. I've seen Stone blow a gasket before, so I know that boy can handle himself. I wouldn't be surprised if Tommy simply talks La Parka into injury tonight. Stone'll probably get this punk deported somehow. Never doubt that man! NEVER!!!! THIS IS TOM STONE!!! ICON AMONGST MEN!!! HERO AMONGST ZEROS!!! FRESH LILLY-PAD AMONGST POND SCUM!!! WARRIOR AMONGST………… NON WARRIORS!!!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - I think Tom's been deserving a stern beating for awhile myself. However I don't know if La Parka is the man who can give it to him. Stone'll take care of himself, one way or another he always does. He's never needed anyones help, especially not mine.

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - AWWWWW, come on Vinny! You can't stay mad at Stone!! Just think of the way that vein bulges in his forehead when he gets mad!!! IT'S ALMOST CUTE!!!

[ Vinny looks at Diamante funny again… ]

The Informer - Well thank you very much for taking a minute to speak with us, gentlemen! I hope you enjoy the rest of Heat!

Both Men - Oh, we will!

[ Both men nod and toast their beer mugs as the connection fades out on the EWA video wall… ]

Eddie Sensation - WAIT!

The Informer - What is it, Eddie??

Eddie Sensation - Damnit! I was gonna tell them that after La Parka gets through with them, THEY'LL be the ones who end up getting deported! HAHA!

The Informer - Very funny, Eddle! Fans that was 2 very injured athletes… "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D and "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante… both waiting to see what goes down tonight in what should be a classic Face-To-Face confrontation between La Parka and the owner of this company… Tom Stone!

[ Leon Sharpe is seen walking around backstage. He goes through a few doors, and is now in the parking lot. Sharpe approaches a car, and looks inside. He doesn't see anything he likes. He looks in the back seat, and see's a load of "Scythe" collectables. There are T-Shirts, mugs, bandana's, posters, etc. This is obviously Scythe's car. Sharpe punches the back window, and breaks it. He leans in and grabs a Scythe T-Shirt. Leon Sharpe opens the gas tank to the car, stuffs the shirt in the tank, and lights the t-shirt on fire! He then walks away casually, back into the MCI Center. Suddenly, a loud explosion is heard. ]

Leon Sharpe - Burn, baby burn.

[ Sharpe continues walking, and we fade to black. ]

Rachel Stevens - Rachel Stevens here. Standing next to me is The Zodiac. Coming off of a win last week against Troy Huntly, is that a boost of confidence for you? Seeing as you lost your first two matches here in the EWA.

The Zodiac - Well, I'm not going to say that it didn't boost my confidence. And I'm not going to say that beating Troy Huntly has hard, because it wasn't. It almost seems as if Tom Stone wanted me to win, just so I could. Or maybe he thought I was pathetic enough to lose to Troy Huntly. Whatever the case may be, tonight we're going to see who's pathetic. We're going to show Tom Stone that you don't just throw me in a match, just so I can win. Tonight the EWA will see exactly who The Zodiac really is.

Rachel Stevens - And who might that be?

The Zodiac - The next EWA Television champion.

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EWA Television Championship!

[ "Blood of the Zodiac" by Machine Head blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 233 pounds, from San Francisco, California, The Zodiac!

[ The Zodiac steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Bottom" by Tool blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 227 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Charles Christopher Carroll!

[ Charles Christopher Carroll steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Here we go! TV Title Match! This could be a good stepping stone for The Zodiac!

Vic Canon - Or, an easy win for Carroll!

Eddie Sensation - They lock up! The Zodiac sends Carroll across the ring with an arm drag!

The Informer - Carroll gets up... Clothesline by The Zodiac!

[ The Zodiac continues he's assault on Charles Christopher Carroll by nailing him with moves like a Vertical Suplex and a Belly-to-Belly Suplex. ]

[ The crowd cheers as Norwood is seen once again in the backstage area, but at an awkward camera angle. There appears to be another guy with him, but the view is not clear enough to tell who it is. ]

Drew Norwood - I am glad to finally see you again, bro.

Brother - Likewise, Drew. So let's get this party started huh? I hear you got yourself into quite a mess again? And you need your older brother to save your ass once again?

[ Norwood laughs. ]

Drew Norwood - Nah man...but hey, if it makes you feel better to think about it that way, go right ahead. But seriously, let's get down to business. Tonight is the night, bro. Howell and Thrylla are going to go down there and give it to Chandler and Rage.

Brother - Then why am I here if those two guys are gonna swing it?

Drew Norwood - Well, two reasons. First of all...I'm getting the sense from Thrylla that this might be the end of it for him. He's walked down this road a lot of times, and he may finally be ready to walk away.

Brother - I've got a little bit of experience with walking the road.

Drew Norwood - I know...anyways, having said that, I think you should be the one who comes in and solidifies things so that the fans can rest well knowing that EWA is safe from those retards Chandler and Rage.

Brother - Fair enough. And the second reason?

Drew Norwood - Well...uhm...I hate to sound like an idiot....but...

Brother - Come on, Drew...spit it out already.

[ Norwood sighs heavily. ]

Drew Norwood - I need help with Ramos. I can't friggin understand his grunts...and since Johnny turned his back on him, I basically don't have a translator. I dunno...maybe you can figure something out with him.

Brother - Hmm. Rick is an interesting case to handle, but I'm willing to give it a shot.

Drew Norwood - Great! Come on, I'll take you to his locker room and we'll see what we can figure out.

Brother - Hahah...you're sounding very....Commissioneresque tonight, bro.

Drew Norwood - Well....it IS my job.

Brother - How correct you are. Let's see what we can get done.

[ Norwood nods and disappears around the corner with his brother as the camera fades out. ]

[ The scene opens up to the dock, where 3 EWA trucks are parked. Many EWA Staff members are working hard to unload the truck. ]

EWA Staff Member #1 - 1 more to go.

EWA Staff Member #2 - Thank god. Lets get it over with ASAP.

[ They both approach the door, and open it. Suddenly, they both jump back 10 feet. They're scared shitless of something in the truck. ]

EWA Staff Member #1 - DID YOU SEE THAT SON OF A BITCH?!

EWA Staff Member #2 - HELL YEAH! IT'S A HUGE MOTHERFUCKER!

EWA Staff Member #1 - What the fuck IS it?!

EWA Staff Member #2 - I think its a god damn Racoon!

[ Suddenly, a man standing 6'7" and weighing far over 350 pounds walks out of the truck. ]

Large Black Man - [Sucks teeth] Can't a niggah get any rest in dis fuckin' place?!

EWA Staff Member #1 - [Sighs] Thank god! It's only you! I though you were a fucking RACOON!

Large Black Man - .....WAT DA FUCK?!?! DID YU JUS CALL ME A COON MOTHAFUCKA?!

EWA Staff Member #2 - Oh shit.

EWA Staff Member #1 - Uhh, no.. no! No! NO I SWEAR I DIDN'T!

Large Black Man - GET YU ASS SOME WHEELZ MOTHAFUCKAAAAAAAAAAAA!

[ The large african-american man chases the EWA Staff Members down the hall. The Staff members lose him quickly, as he is clearly one not made to run. ]

Large Black Man - Muthafuckaz! I get yu fuckin' asses one dey!

[ We fade to black ]





[ The EWA's theme music begins to hit the system unexpectedly… ]

The Informer - What is this??

[ Without any hesitation at all, the owner of the Extreme Wrestling Association, Tom Stone, walks through the curtain with a very serious and determined look on his face. The crowd reacts accordingly… ]

Vic Canon - HEY! IT'S TOM STONE!

Eddie Sensation - HOLY CRAP! LOOK AT HIM! HE LOOKS BUFF!!

The Informer - It must be time for the Face-To-Face Confrontation between Tom Stone and La Parka!

Vic Canon - I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ALL NIGHT! Tom Stone's walking to the ring… and look at him! He looks determined!

Eddie Sensation - I hope he doesn't get too into himself here! La Parka is practically a trained killer, ya know?!

The Informer - Eddie, you've got to look at things from Tom's point of view! Here he is giving the EWA a fresh start when this complete masked lunatic comes on in and basically points the finger of blame at you for everything from World War 2 to Hiroshima! Then this La Parka psycho injures 2 of your best talents! Tom knows something's got to be done here!

[ Tom steps into the ring, walks directly across it, and requests a microphone from Chris Myers at ringside… ]

Tom Stone - Let's get straight down to business, shall we? LA PARKA, listen to me closely! I've been around WAY TOO LONG in this business to take CRAP from some NOBODY who thinks he's God's gift to Wrestling because he can walk around swinging a chair claiming victim after victim. THE LAST TIME I CHECKED, this company… it was called the Extreme WRESTLING Association! NOT THE EXTREME CHAIR-SWINGING ASSOCIATION!

[ The crowd pops for a very determined Tom Stone… ]

Tom Stone - Over the years, I've been called a glory-hog from just about every wrestling analyst and "expert" in the game. Do you think I care? EACH AND EVERY WEEK I'VE HAD THE BEST TALENT SHOWCASE THEIR SKILLS TO PLEASE THE FANS AND REMIND PEOPLE WHY THE WRESTLING BUSINESS IS SO AMAZING! PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING IS A PASTIME THAT MILLIONS OF PEOPLE ENJOY EVERY WEEK, AND I'M HAPPY TO SAY I TAKE PRIDE IN SUPPLYING THESE PEOPLE WITH WHAT THEY WANT EVERY WEEK! Good, honest Wrestling. The way it should be!

[ The crowd pops even louder out of respect and appreciation… ]

Vic Canon - Everything that man is saying is 100 percent true!

Eddie Sensation - He'd better calm down though, Vic.

Tom Stone - And La Parka, I give you a shot in this company… having known little or none of your credentials, and this is what you do to get noticed? You enter this organization and target some of it's biggest talents WITH INTENT TO INJURE? Then you continue to further claim that I'm the NEXT MAN ON THE HITLIST???

[ Stone stops for a minute with extreme rage in his face… ]

The Informer - Tom Stone is pissed!

[ Stone slowly raises the mic back up to his mouth… ]

Tom Stone - La Parka… WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!

[ The crowd pops again, as suddenly… without a moments notice… ]

[ Rachel Stevens backstage, reluctantly walking up to Scythe as he shuts the door to his dressing room. ]

Rachel Stevens - Umm, hi. Can I ask you a few questions Scythe?

Scythe - Choice is your lady.

Rachel Stevens - Last week on Heat you went above and beyond the call of duty in your match with Leon Sharpe....

Scythe - Stop right there. Duty? Duty? You think ripping his eyeball out of its socket was job related? You think throwing him into traffic was somehow related to a wrestling match? Don't you get it? Doesn't anybody get it? This isn't a job. This is "pro-wrestling". This is my personal pleasure palace. The EWA is my very own torture chamber. I didn't smash Leon through a windshield becaue it's written in my job detail lady! I did it because it gets me off!

Rachel Stevens - Are you going to do the same thing to Anton Bailey here tonight? The Exreme Title is on the line and I assure you Tom Stone and the EWA front office are very serious when it comes to champio---

Scythe - Ha ha ha! Ok, ok.. whatever. Listen your boring the crap out me. You wanna talk about politics? Or do you wanna talk about pain? The pleasure of pain? Anton Bailey, Leon Sharpe, what's in a name anyway? They're all nothing but sheep led to the slaughter. They're... simply put, my prey. Now I hope Leone doesn't get jealous tonight while I am playing with this Bailey guy. I do hate being interupted while I dine. There's no doubt in my mind Bailey is gonna be more then a mouthful but I am going to enjoy every savory bite! Ha ha ha!

Rachel Stevens - Well, Anton Bailey and I have...

Scythe - No, no, no, no. Lemme warn you sweet thing. I get bored, my mind starts to wander. And wonder too. Like what you got on under that blouse. Like what it would be like to take off your bra... and then wrap it around your neck and...

Rachel Stevens - Oh Jesus! What a sicko!

[ Stevens storms off. ]

Scythe - I can't help thinking these thoughts. The urges are just too powerful and far be it for me to try to hold down any of my animalistic instincts. And now I got me an urge to purge... before my match with Anton. I'll be out there in a minute Anton old buddy! "Here I come to cause some pain!"

Rob DiMarco - Well folks..I'm supposed to be joined here by the EWA Extreme Champion Anton Bailey..but he's not here and it's unlike him to be late.

[ Just then Anton comes walking down the hall. ]

Anton Bailey - RACHEL!! RACHEL!! WHERE ARE YOU?!

Rob DiMarco - Anton..there you are.

Anton Bailey - What the hell are you talking about DiMarco? RACHEL!!

Rob DiMarco - Well you're Pre Match Interview Anton..you're late.

Anton Bailey - What? You must be kidding. I only do my Interview with..RACHEL!!

Rob DiMarco - I think..um..I think I saw her leave earlier..she was looking sick.

Anton Bailey - Really? Maybe I should send her a card or something.

Rob DiMarco - Um..yeah. But can we get this done quickly..I mean your match is minutes away.

Anton Bailey - Yeah..I guess so. Shoot DiMarco.

Rob DiMarco - Anton..tonight you walk into a match with a man who is what some people may say "unstable". What is your stratagey against this kind of person?

Anton Bailey - I don't usually go into a match with a stratagey Robert. I usually go into it knowing that whoever is going to be facing me is in for one hell of an ass kicking at my hands. Either that..or I try to guess how long the match will be before I pin my opponent. Either way I know I'm coming out the victor.

Rob DiMarco - What about your general thoughts on Scythe?

Anton Bailey - Generally..I think he's just another victim. A person who got put in the wrong match with the wrong man. I mean who in their right mind would want a match with a man of my caliber? I can't think of a single person who would actually want to do that. Can you?

Rob DiMarco - Well..ye..

Anton Bailey - I didn't think so. I really do like the way you think there Robert. Good man..you obviously know a dominating force when you see one. But I really don't think that Scythe will be able to stand a chance in the ring with a man like myself..and I'm going to prove that now.

Rob DiMarco - Well there you go fans..Anton Bailey is on his way to the ring for his title defense tonight. Take it away?

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EWA Extreme Championship!

[ "It's Been A While" by Staind blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 230 pounds, from Truth or Consequences, New Mexico, Scythe!

[ Scythe steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

The Informer - What the hell is that?! I can hear some thunder! Scythe's looking around, he doesn't know what's going on!

Vic Canon - That's probably a warning from "The THUNDERGOD" Leon Sharpe!

Eddie Sensation - Damn right!

[ "My Hero" by Foo Fighters blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'4" and weighing in at 240 pounds, from Tucson, Arizona, Anton Bailey!

[ Anton Bailey steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go, Extreme Title Match! These one's are always fun to call... especially when you've got psycho's involved!

Vic Canon - [Cough]SCYTHE[Cough]

Eddie Sensation - You're a moron, Vic...

[ The match goes back and forth. Scythe hits a series of moves like a Springboard Enziguri, a Falcon Arrow, a Blockbuster Neckbreaker, a Russian Leg Sweep and a Brainbuster. Of course, there are chairs and tables and baseball bats in the ring as he does these moves on top and around them. But Bailey gains the upperhand eventually on a rookie mistake by Scythe, and Bailey punishes Scythe with a Crucifix Powerbomb, a Reverse Implant DDT, a German Suplex, a Death Valley Driver and a Diving Powerbomb through a table and three chairs. Both men are out cold. The ref begins to count them both out. He gets to 9, and both men get to their feet. Just then, out of nowhere....... ]

The Informer - WHAT THE HELL?! THAT'S LEON SHARPE IN A CAR!!!! LEON SHARPE IS DRIVING A CAR DOWN TO RINGSIDE!!!!

Vic Canon - HEY! Isn't that the SAME CAR he got nailed with last week?!

Eddie Sensation - HAHA!! I THINK YOU'RE RIGHT!!!!

The Informer - Scythe is staring at Sharpe! And Bailey.......

Vic Canon - .....WHAM!!!! BAILEY'S OUT COLD!!!! BIO-HAZARD RAN INTO THE RING THROUGH THE CROWD, AND NAILED ANTON BAILEY WITH SOCIETY'S PLAGUE!!!!!! BAILEY IS OUT COLD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, AND BIO-HAZARD IS GETTING THE HELL OUT OF HERE!

Eddie Sensation - Scythe is on the ring apron.... and now he's on the concrete floor, just 10 feet away from that car!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!! SHARPE ACCELERATES, AND........... NAILES THE GOD DAMN RING! THE RING JUST SHOOK!!!

Vic Canon - BUT SCYTHE JUMPED ONTOP OF THE HOOD OF THE CAR! And now Sharpe is getting out of the car!

Eddie Sensation - Check out his face! He's got a mask covering his eye! That should keep Scythe away from it!

The Informer - SCYTHE JUMPS OFF THE CAR AT LEON SHARPE!! NO! SHARPE MOVES, AND SCYTHE GETS A MOUTH FULL OF STEEL GUARDRAIL!

Vic Canon - Leon Sharpe is looking in the car for something.... Oh shit! He's got a license plate! Scythe turns around..... WHAM!!!! HE NAILS SCYTHE WITH IT!

[ Leon Sharpe continues his assault on Scythe, and brings it into the ring. Sharpe sets up Scythe, and nails him with the "The LS Special". Scythe is out cold in the middle of the ring. But, Anton Bailey is on his feet. Leon Sharpe picks up Bailey, and nails HIM with The LS Special, right ontop of Scythe. ]

Eddie Sensation - HAHA!!! Sharpe just kicked the shit out of Bailey AND Scythe! And now the referee is counting the pin?!

The Informer - 1..... 2....... 3!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match, and STILL EWA Extreme Champion... Anton Bailey!

WINNER: Anton Bailey by Pinfall

Vic Canon - Leon Sharpe had Bailey on top of Scythe in pin format... so the referee counted it!

Eddie Sensation - Scythe isn't going to be happy about tonight! Sharpe set his car on fire, and cost him the Extreme Title!

The Informer - Next week's going to be good Eddie! Just wait until then!

Vic Canon - Let's send it to the back.

[ Again, the camera is backstage, this time inside Rick Ramos' locker room and we see Drew Norwood and Rick Ramos sitting in chairs looking at each other in an awkward way. But where is Drew's brother? ]

Drew Norwood - Alright, here goes nothing...so...uhm, Rick...what do you think has to be done in order to foil the plans of Chandler and Rage?

[ Ramos lets out a small sigh and clears his throat. ]

Rick Ramos - Grrrrrrrrrrrrrunt.

Drew Norwood - Uhm....did you catch that bro?

[ Apparently, Drew's brother is off-camera in the bathroom. ]

Brother - Yeah. He said, "I told you once already, we need to catch them by surprise and beat the hell out of them."

[ Ramos' eyes open real wide. ]

Rick Ramos - Grrrunt?

Brother - Yes I can understand you, Rick. Let's just say I've got a little experience in the art of decoding grunts.

Drew Norwood - Uhm...I don't know if catching them by surprise is real easy if they are in the main event tonight against Thrylla and Howell...besides, like my brother said earlier, those two should be able to handle things. But if for some reason they don't...well...that's where I want you to help us Rick.

Rick Ramos - Grunt?

Brother - He said, "You want me to be your gopher? Your bodyguard?"

Drew Norwood - No, no no...not like that, man. I'm talking more like our partner. Someone as demented as Chandler needs more than one person to offset him.

Brother - No he doesn't. All you need is me. Guaranteed.

Drew Norwood - *Sigh* Fair enough, bro. Alright then, Rick...we need you to offset your old partner, Rage. I know you can handle him easily, man.

Brother - Yeah, you did win When Worlds Collide, Rick. You can take Johnny.

Rick Ramos - Grunt...

Brother - He said, "But Johnny knows me pretty well..."

Drew Norwood - I'm sure you can handle him just fine, Rick...you pinned Chandler, man. And Rage is secondary to Chandler, so you can handle him, no problem.

Rick Ramos - Grunt.

Brother - He said, "I guess you're right." Rick, like Drew said...you're able to offset Rage. That will allow me to go after Chandler and thus give us the advantage in this struggle because we'll have Thrylla and Howell on our side.

Drew Norwood - Well...there are a lot of things up in the air in that respect....but I'm confident that the right decisions will be made tonight.

[ Norwood stands up and claps his hands together. ]

Drew Norwood - Well gentlemen...tonight we show the world that we're not going to let Chandler and Rage run wild on EWA. Let's go watch Thrylla and Howell hand their asses to them!

[ The camera fades out right as Drew's brother starts to come out from behind the bathroom wall. ]

[ The MCI Center gets a blackout, fuck you, it’s all you deserve….. Pay attention. ]

[ As the arena is engulfed in darkness, the EWA video screen flickers, and naturally, letters encased in gold appear slowly in focus. ]

[ The camera fades into the locker room area as we see Rob DiMarco standing with a microphone as he begins to speak. ]

Rob DiMarco - Ladies and gentlemen, I am joined here by Howell and Serial Thrylla, who in moments will face EWA Heavyweight Champion Clayton Chandler and one-half of the EWA Tag Team Champions Johnny Rage, as it was announced tonight by EWA Commissioner Drew Norwood.

[ The camera zooms out as Howell and Serial Thrylla come into view standing next to Rob DiMarco. ]

Rob DiMarco - Last week you two fought one-on-one and Howell came out of the match victorious. Now both of you seem to be on the same page tonight as Howell you have "seen the light" sort to speak. After last week you helped Serial Thrylla as he was being mugged by both Chandler and Rage, so what are your thoughts on facing both of these men tonight?

Howell - Rob, last week you could say I pretty much became a changed man. Thrylla reminded me that this business would be nothing without the fans and that they wanted to respect me, but I had to respect them first. But that isn't the issue tonight Rob. Tonight we get a chance to get some revenge for what Chandler and Rage did last week. They made a mockery out of the EWA Heavyweight Title and both of them it took to beat up one man, Thrylla. But you saw them running like school girls once I came to the ring with an equalizer in my hands. Tonight boys, I'm gonna finish off what I was about to start last week by tearing both of you apart, and then maybe you'll think twice about messing with either of us.

Rob DiMarco - Now Serial Thrylla, you must also have some revenge on your mind, but we all know that you aren't 100% for your match tonight. How much is your health going to fare in this match?

Serial Thrylla - One question you need to ask yourself, when are we really ever 100%? So I'm a little banged up, nothing to really worry about, it isn't an excuse for anything. Last week I was disgusted with what Chandler and Johnny Rage decided to do. The match they had was nothing but bullshit. They made a mockery out of the EWA Heavyweight Championship, a title that I have held before. I couldn't take the shit they were dishing out so I had to do something and stop their match, because I know no one enjoyed it. But, hey, they did a pretty good job beating my ass, the only thing they didn't do was put me on the shelf, which is a HUGE mistake. Tonight myself and Howell are prepared to show both Chandler and Johnny Rage why HOMICIDE IS FROM THE HEAVENS..AND THAT DEATH.COMES FROM...ABOVE!!!

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is a Tag Team Match!

[ "Between Angels and Insects" by Papa Roach blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'4" and weighing in at 248 pounds, from Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, Howell!

[ Howell steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Serial Thrilla" by Prodigy blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his tag team partner... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 234 pounds, from Syracuse, New York, Serial Thrylla!

[ Serial Thrylla steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Regulators" by Warren G (feat. Nate Dogg) blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And their opponents! First... from Boston, Massachussettes, Johnny Rage!

[ Johnny Rage steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Ready or Not" by The Fugees blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his partner... standing 6'1" and weighing in at 230 pounds, from Shreveport, LA, Clayton Chandler!

[ Clayton Chandler steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Looks like Howell is going to start this one off against Johnny Rage! They're circling.... circling...

Vic Canon - They lock up! And Johnny Rage grabs Howell in a headlock! Howell throws Rage to the ropes... CLOTHESLINE BY HOWELL! Rage gets right back up.... Arm drag by Howell!

Eddie Sensation - Rage gets up and charges at Howell... single leg take down! Rage hits the mat!

The Informer - Howell is on fire! But Rage gets up again.... DROP KICK by Howell!! Rage stumbles backwards into the ropes, and comes back at Howell....

Vic Canon - IMPLANT DDT!! Johnny Rage lands hard on his head, and crawls into his corner!

Eddie Sensation - And he tags in Clayton Chandler!

The Informer - Chandler comes into the ring... Howell is waiting for him... Howell bounces off the ropes, RUNNING CLOTHESLINE BY HOWELL!! Chandler gets up... ARM DRAG!

Vic Canon - Chandler charges at Howell... single leg take down by Howell! Chandler gets up again... Dropkick by Howell!

Eddie Sensation - NO! Chandler grabs Howell by both ankles in mid-air, and Howell lands on his back! .....OOOH!!!!! LOW BLOW BY CHANDLER!!!! HE KICKED HOWELL STRAIGHT IN THE JEWELS!!

The Informer - Howell squirms around on the mat in pain! Chandler picks him up to his feet... FISHERMAN'S BUSTER BY CHANDLER!! Howell crawls slowly into the corner, and Chandler follows him!

Vic Canon - Howell gets up in the corner... Chandler is right there! LOOK OUT!!!! PUNCHES TO THE FACE!! AND THE CHEST!!!! AND THE RIBS!!! AND THE STOMACH!!!!! AND THE LEGS!!!!! Chandler with THE ASSAULT on Howell!

Eddie Sensation - Howell collapses in the corner! And Chandler climbs to the top rope! What's he going to do?!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!!!! OOOOOH!!!!! CHANDLER MISSED THE GUILLOTINE LEG DROP!!!!!!! Chandler lands hard on his ass!

Vic Canon - And now Howell is making a break for his corner! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand.......... YES!!!! SERIAL THRYLLA IS IN THE RING!!

Eddie Sensation - Chandler is up! Thrylla charges at him... CLOTHESLINE! AND ANOTHER CLOTHESLINE! Chandler got nailed twice!

The Informer - Chandler's back up! SPINEBUSTER BY SERIAL THRYLLA!!!! Thrylla backs up into the corner as Chandler slowly tries to get to his feet.... And he's up! LOOK OUT!!!!

Vic Canon - STANDING CRESENT KICK BY SERIAL THRYLLA!!!!! He covers him... 1.... 2.... No! Kickout by Chandler!

Eddie Sensation - Serial Thrylla gets up, and lifts Chandler... Chandler punches him in the stomach! and again! And AGAIN!

The Informer - Thrylla replies with a few punches of his own, and then throws Chandler to the ropes! ...OOOOH!!! KNEE TO THE STOMACH BY CLAYTON CHANDLER!!!!! SERIAL THRYLLA GOES DOWN HARD!!!!

Vic Canon - And now Chandler is kicking the body of Serial Thrylla! Chandler is relentless! He won't stop kicking Chandler!

Eddie Sensation - Chandler lifts Thrylla's leg...... OOH!!!! AND HE KICKS HIM IN THE KNEE!!!!!! AGAIN!!!!!! AND AGAIN!!!!!!!!

The Informer - Chandler is kicking the hell out of Serial Thrylla's bad knee!! This can't be good for the health of Serial Thrylla's knee!

Vic Canon - Chandler lifts Thrylla to his feet... Thrylla can barely stand! LOOK OUT! SPIKE PILEDRIVER BY CHANDLER!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - COVER HIM!

The Informer - No! Chandler's going for more punishment! He's locking on the Figure Four Leglock!!

Vic Canon - AND HE'S GOT IT ON! LOOK OUT, HERE COMES HOWELL!!! HOWELL KICKS CHANDLER IN THE FACE!!

Eddie Sensation - Get him out of there ref!

The Informer - And the referee gets Howell out of the ring as Chandler applies more pressure to the leg of Serial Thrylla!

Vic Canon - Serial Thrylla is at the opposite end of the ring! I doubt he'll be able to get over there! I think this match is over!

Eddie Sensation - Chandler has the hold locked on tight... and he's not releasing any pressure!

The Informer - Thrylla's on the move, slowly.... and Chandler's putting more pressure on his knee! That knee looks like it's going to explode!

Vic Canon - That won't be good! Thrylla is now at the middle of the ring, moving very slowly. I feel hella sorry for Serial Thrylla... every time he wrestles he gets put into this god damn move!! Makes me wonder why he still gets in the ring!

Eddie Sensation - Because of those god damn fans that are cheering his name right now! That's why!

The Informer - Thrylla's 3/4 the way there now! Howell is standing there with his arm extended! Thrylla's within inches!

Vic Canon - OH SHIT! Chandler just moved back into the center of the ring, and applied the hold again! Serial Thrylla is BACK in the middle of the ring!

Eddie Sensation - Thrylla is punching the hell out of the mat! He's in a world of pain!

The Informer - And Howell is on the apron, orchastrating the fans to cheer Serial Thrylla's name! They're his only feul left!

Vic Canon - Serial Thrylla is on the move again! His face is beet red! He's yelling and screaming, with one hand holding his knee in pain! Thrylla's almost there! He knows he has to get to Howell, or he's done!

Eddie Sensation - Howell's arm is stretched! Thrylla's getting closer! He's within inches again! And Chandler pushes harder on the leglock!!

The Informer - Serial Thrylla is 1 foot away! The fans are banging their feet, claping their hands and cheering for Serial Thrylla!

Vic Canon - Thrylla looks like he's going to make one more leap for it! HERE GOES!!

Eddie Sensation - AND HE'S GOT IT!

The Informer - NO!! NO!! NO!! WHAT THE HELL!?!!??!?! HOWELL TOOK HIS ARM BACK, AND JUMPED DOWN TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!! HOWELL HAS LEFT SERIAL THRYLLA IN THE RING ALONE!!!!!!! THE REF IS CALLING FOR THE BELL!!!!! ITS OVER!!!! ITS OVER!!!!!!

Chris Myers - The winners of this match... Clayton Chandler and Johnny Rage!

WINNER: Clayton Chandler and Johnny Rage w/ Figure Four by Submission

Vic Canon - HOWELL HAS TURNED HIS BACK ON SERIAL THRYLLA!!!!! THAT ASSHOLE!!!!! AND NOW HOWELL IS IN THE RING, AND HE HAS EMBRACED WITH CHANDLER AND JOHNNY RAGE!!!!!! IT'S A THREE ON ONE IN HERE!!!!!! GOD DAMMIT!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - AND THEY'RE CONTINUING THE ASSAULT ON SERIAL THRYLLA!!!! HOWELL, CHANDLER, AND JOHNNY RAGE ARE BEATING THE SHIT OUT OF SERIAL THRYLLA!!!!

The Informer - WAIT A MINUTE, HERE COMES RICK RAMOS!!!!!! RAMOS IS HERE!!!!!!! RAMOS SLIDES INTO THE RING, CLOTHESLINE ON HOWELL!!! HE SPEARS CHANDLER!!!!!!!! SPINEBUSTER ON JOHNNY RAGE!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - RAMOS IS GOING CRAZY IN THE RING!!!! HE JUST TOOK OUT ALL THREE MEN!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Not for long! ALL THREE MEN are back up!

The Informer - OH NO!!!!! AND NOW RICK RAMOS IS GETTING THE HELL BEATEN OUT OF HIM!!!!! CHANDLER NAILS HIM WITH THE BIG TIMER!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - NOW WHAT?!?! NO!!! DONT DO IT!!!!! HOWELL HAS MALICIOUS INTENT LOCKED ON RICK RAMOS!!!!!!! SERIAL THRYLLA AND RICK RAMOS ARE OUT COLD IN THE RING!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - No! Wait! Johnny Rage has Thrylla on his feet...... HAHAH!!!! HE JUST THREW THRYLLA OVER THE TOP ROPE AND ONTO THE FLOOR!!!!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!!! THERE GOES RICK RAMOS, OVER THE TOP ROPE AS WELL!!!!! HOWELL, CLAYTON CHANDLER AND JOHNNY RAGE HAVE DEMOLISHED SERIAL THRYLLA AND RICK RAMOS!!!!!!

Vic Canon - I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!!! HOWELL HAS GONE BACK TO HIS NORMAL WAYS!!!! I KNEW IT WAS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE!!!!!!!