[ Music comes on suddenly, interrupting Vic Canon. ]

Rob DiMarco - Hello fans, and we're standing here with Arthryn, who in just a few seconds will be facing Tiki Tortez. Hello Arthryn.

Arthryn - 'lo DiMarco.

Rob DiMarco - You seem in an awfully good mood...is that how confident you are?

Arthryn - As a matter of fact, it is. It's time Tortez understands that he cannot go around costing people their opportunities. Just because he's had bad luck with his shots doesn't mean we all should as well.

Rob DiMarco - You also have something going in your favor...

Arthryn - What is that?

Rob DiMarco - It is evident that Tyler and Raines are out to get Tortez...

Arthryn - Since I know you are NOT suggesting that I need their help to win this match, I am going to let that one slide. Tortez...look inside you and ask yourself. Can you really give Arthryn a run for his money? Do you really have what it takes to beat me, the King of Wrestling? Let me give you a hint. Shake your head from side to side...'cause the answer is no. You don't have what it takes to beat me. I do, however, urge you to give me a good, solid match. 'Cause I know you can. But when everything's said and done, Arthryn will come out on top. And after that...Arthryn is going to fetch himself some gold.

Rob DiMarco - What gold are we talking about?

Arthryn - Let's just say...Arthryn, the King of Wrestling, is the new EWA Weatherman, DiMarco. And Arthryn predicts bad weather. I predict a cloudy sky. I predict that the weather will be so bad, Raines will be coming down from up above. Now if you will excuse me, get ready to see some fireworks. The King is in town.

[ The scene immediately cuts to backstage, where we see Ms. Rachel Stevens standing, microphone in hand. She brushes her hair behind her ear with her other hand as the cameraman motions for her to begin. ]

Rachel Stevens - Hello Ladies and gentlemen, I'm standing here with former EWA Extreme Champion, 3T, 'Tricky' Tiki Tortez...

[ HUGE POP. ]

[ Camera pans over to show Tiki standing, wearing a pair of Daè sunglasses, a pair of black wind-pants, and of course, his trademark Tee-Shirt. You know that white one with the words "Trick or Treat" on the front and all that snazzy stuff. ]

Rachel Stevens - Hello Tiki, it's a pleasure to have you here.

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Rachel, I don't have the time nor the patience for small talk, if you don't mind, lets get this underway.

Rachel Stevens - Alright, Tiki, in approximately 2 minutes, you are going to be wrestling in the ring with your long time foe, Arthryn. You two have quite a past, and I do believe you've had the upper hand in the past.

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - That I have Rachel, Arthryn has felt my wrath many times in the past, although we have fought on numerous occasions, I have to be honest when I say that I respect him. He's given me a fight every match we've had, but tonight...tonight he's in for something he's never experienced before. He's in for the NEW Tiki Tortez.

Rachel Stevens - What do you mean by "New" Tiki Tortez?

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - I've pinned Ethan Tyler, Rachel, I've become the #1 Contender for the world title in less than 3 weeks...now if that doesn't prove anything, I don't know what will.

Rachel Stevens - Speaking of Ethan Ty...

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - NO...NOT SPEAKING OF THAT. This match is with Arthryn, not that scumbag.

Rachel Stevens - Well, I thought...

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Don't think, Rachel, we all know what happens when you think. Just get one thing straight, Ethan Tyler will get his, without a doubt. But tonight, tonight is about myself and Arthryn.

Rachel Stevens - Understandable, well, do you have anything else to add before your match?

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - Yes.

[ Pauses as he takes off his glasses, staring deep into the camera. ]

"Tricky" Tiki Tortez - The time for games is over....trick or treat Arthryn.

[ Tiki winks at Rachel as she faintly smiles back. Tortez then walks his way over to the entranceway. ]

Rachel Stevens - Back to you guys.

Chris Myers - Our next contest is scheduled for one fall!

[ "Headhunter" by Front 242 explodes over the sound system. As the curtain parts open, Arthryn walks down the aisle, looking around the arena with a half-grin across his face ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first...standing at 6'10", and weighing in at 302 pounds, from San Juan, Puerto Ricooooo... Arthryn!

[ A familiar bassline kicks in to the arena speakers... ]

The Informer - I've already been interrupted and we're only 10 minutes into the damn show!

[ "Schism" by Tool plays as the crowd begins to boo... ]

Deuce - [Inside the limo] Yo Driver.. take us around front, I want to meet the fans that area still outside.

[ The limo pulls around to the front of the arena where fans have lined up waiting to catch a glimpse of any superstar they might see. deuce steps out of the limo and fans run to greet him. Behind Deuce out steps "Mean" Mike Steele, Deuce's friend and former Tag Team Partner also known as Blitzkreig. ]

"Mean" Mike Steele - Deuce, do you think this is a good idea?

Deuce - Why wouldn't it be?

"Mean" Mike Steele - Because of Vinny D.. you never know where that snake in the grass is gonna be.. he could be anywhere. And you have a match tonight.. you can't lose focus of that.

Deuce - Listen, Mike.. this is the LAAAAST place that Vinny D would be. Think about it.. all these fans. He despises these fans.. they'd all rush him asking for autographs.. it would be like throwing water on the wicked witch of the west.

"Mean" Mike Steele - I don't know man, I don't trust him at all. He's filling your head with all these thoughts about Tabitha.. and all the shit that she's done.

Deuce - HEY! Listen... there still isn't any proof that that grainy video that Vinny is tossing around is Tabitha with anyone.

"Mean" Mike Steele - I'm just telling you man.. I don't trust him. You should be listening to that crap he's peddling... its just mind games and you know it.

[ Deuce who isn't listening is talking to a fan. ]

Fan - Deuce.. you're my hero. When I grow up, I wanna be just like you.

Deuce - I tell you what little man.. you listen to what your momma tells you, eat right and take your vitamins.. and you can be anything you want to be.

[ Deuce turns to Mike Steele. ]

Deuce - I tell you what.. I'll focus on my match tonight.. you focus on watching my back like the old days... and everything will be just fine.

"Mean" Mike Steele - I'm just saying.. I don't trust the kid any farther than I can throw him.

Deuce - Yeah, I got that.

Rob DiMarco - I'm joined here with M.U.D., and you know, there is some controversy about you in the locker rooms since you've joined up Extrme Wrestling Association!

[ M.U.D. doesn't flinch. Except for his eyes. He just blinks like any individual. ]

Rob DiMarco - Don't you have anything to say to that?

[ M.U.D. slowly and arrogantly turns to face Rob, towering over him. Rob's eyes reverse the visual. ]

M.U.D. - Shut up.

[ Rob lowers the mic and drops his head with it. The camera begins to focus on M.U.D.. M.U.D. rewinds his direction facing directly as before. ]

M.U.D. - So many years I have waited. So many years. My life has worked for moments like these. I am here.

Rob DiMarco - Are you talking about coming to EWA or that.. that other--

M.U.D. - [Raising hand up slowly and mumbling] I said shut up.

[ Rob nods and loosens his collar. ]

M.U.D. - Color is defined as beauty. But what if color was of one? Would it still be beautiful? A variety, for different tastes?

[ He turns his shoulder over Rob and focuses directly on the camera. Eye to eye. His silent stare, his eyes regretless. His smirk scornful and oppressing. ]

M.U.D. - Still being one thing, color. Everything is one. everything... is war. And it amuses me to see how everyone here in this wretched country ignores the fact that they are about to have their fate handed to them in bloody papers, perhaps from an angel, or the devil, once being an angel himself.

Rob DiMarco - I'm sorry, but what about your match with Anton Bailey?

[ M.U.D. slowly moves to fac Rob again, dropping his head to look down at him, with a shadow casting ovver him. ]

M.U.D. - Do you want to experience the truth?

[ Rob just innocently tries to understand the question, but is cut short. ]

M.U.D. - I said shut up! As far as Antonm is concerned, as I am with him, it is nothing. This will be a warm up drill. It will be a warning to the rest. What goes up must come down? Well it has to be down to go up. Now I will rise.

[ M.U.D. blinks slowly without twicthing, as if slow motioned capturing. Rob hesitantly nods and turns to walk away. M.U.D. drops a big heavy half covered hand on his shoulder and Rob nearly jumps out of his gravitational pull. ]

M.U.D. - A prime example... There is no secondary or variable. Everything before us, is the control. I am the control. I am in control.

[ Cut to ring side ]

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

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

Chris Myers - Introducing first... 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. ]

[ "Dead Weight" by Simon Says blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'8" and weighing in at 250 pounds, from the Tibetan Sanctuary, M.U.D!

[ M.U.D steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! M.U.D.'s first ever EWA match!

Vic Canon - And Anton Baileys..... 40th??

Eddie Sensation - Close enough.

The Informer - They lock up! M.U.D. knee's him in the gut! DDT BY M.U.D.! Bailey gets to his feet.... LOOK OUT!!!! OOOH!!!!!!! CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL!

Vic Canon - M.U.D. sits on Anton Bailey... and starts punching him in the face! The crowd is counting! 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!

Eddie Sensation - What the hell kind of name is M.U.D. anyway?

The Informer - A name, Eddie. M.U.D. lifts Bailey to his feet.... LOOK OUT! CHOKESLAM!!!! M.U.D. lifts Bailey back to his feet.... and throws him to the ropes! Bailey bounces back.... SPEAR BY M.U.D.!!!!

Vic Canon - The crowd is loving this! M.U.D. lifts him to his feet again.... looks like a powerbomb! YES! POWERBOMB! WAIT! ANOTHER ONE! DOUBLE POWERBOMB BY M.U.D.!!!

Eddie Sensation - Cover him, moron!

The Informer - It looks like M.U.D.'s going for the kill now! He has Anton Bailey back on his feet...

Vic Canon - Knee to the stomach! ........OH MY GOD!!! WHAT A MOVE!!! He calls that JUSTICE!

Eddie Sensation - That was crazy! He covers him... 1.... 2.... 3!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match... M.U.D.!

WINNER: M.U.D. w/ Justice by Pinfall

The Informer - Impressive win by M.U.D. here on Tuesday Night Heat!

Vic Canon - Anton Bailey is getting worse every match... it's a shame. He was such a great young wrestler!

Eddie Sensation - Oh, cry me a river!

[ We go out to the parking lot, where we see a car pull up. Fans outside the arena start to cheer a bit, before The EWA Tag Team champion, "The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe walks out of the car, as we hear some cheers as more people choose to boo. Sharpe ignores the reaction as he begins to walk into the building. When he is almost into the building, two guys who are dressed like Arabian princes run up to Sharpe. ]

Arabian Princes - Leon Sharpe! Leon Sharpe! THUNDERALLAH! You are the one!

[ Sharpe shrugs the two off and continues walking ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Man, sometimes I just get the weirdest followers. At least having women desperate for sex around can be a benefit.

Arabian Prince #1 - I'm Eijiah Akeem...

Arabian Prince #2 - I'm Kareem Muhammad..

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I wonder where security messed up tonight, first I get pinned by some masked dude, second that ziploc full of flour that was around spilled and got the biotox people in for a bit and now the Crescent Connection.

[ Shawn Vinson walks up to the scene and glances at the princes. ]

Shawn Vinson - Hey Leon, you have any idea who those Arabian princes are?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I've been ignoring them. Vinson, I am wondering, how do you manage to show up to so many shows without wrestling?

Shawn Vinson - I'm not getting paid much anyways, but I suspect it's more determination to find that masked guy that pinned you last week. So, Sheikh guys.. who are you?

Eijiah Akeem - I'm Eijiah Akeem..

Kareem Muhammad - I'm Kareem Muhammad..

Shawn Vinson - Uh... weren't Eijiah Akeem and Kareem Muhammad known as the Zambuie Express? I did grow up in Florida.

Eijiah Akeem - We've never heard of them.. We have heard of THUNDERALLAH!

Shawn Vinson - Well both Ray "Mr. Kareem Muhammad" Candy and Leroy "Mr. Eijiah Akeem" Brown are dead. Anyways, Leon.. you ready for your biggest tag team title much yet?

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Pretty much.. I am sure that Raines and Tyler will be a bit hard but they will fold like a deck of cards. Shawn, can you take care of my fans?

Shawn Vinson - Okay.. Leroy Akeem, Kareem Candy.. you guys want a tour of backstage at an EWA show?

Eijiah Akeem - We want more time with Thunderallah!

Shawn Vinson - Well.. your Thunderallah is a bit busy tonight. I'll take you boys to a real cathedral also.

[ Vinson, Eijiah Akeem and Kareem Muhammad walk off into the distance. ]

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Man, I thought Vinson would be my biggest pain in the ass. It's either Vinson, those goofs, a masked man and then some medicine. I hope Shawn takes those boys out of the state. Isn't that right EMT?

[ We notice an EMT standing by a wall drinking coffee. ]

EMT - I wouldn't mind that either... I remember the Zambuie Express and those boys are no Ray "Candyman" Candy and Bad Bad Leroy Brown..

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Shouldn't you be by an ambulance or something? Or are you just waiting for an injury.

EMT - I have a backup and I'm in a union.

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Well, have you seen any masked men around? Like the one who ran in and pinned me last week?

EMT - Nah man.. although, I'd stay away from the Pretzels, some specific white powder is on them.

"The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - You sure it's not salt?

EMT - You can never be too sure, you never know if someone doesn't want to mess with the Pretzels. Check it out for yourself.

[ Sharpe walks off as we fade to black ]

Rob DiMarco - Deuce it seems tonight more than ever you and Mike Steele, formerly Blitzkreig, have reconciled your differences and reformed Danger INC. Is that true?

Deuce - You might say taht Rob. I think that Mike realizes that blood is thicker than water. He and I have reformed Danger INC.

Rob DiMarco - In that case Deuce.. why now?

Deuce - Just as this great nation of ours is relying on friends and allies rallying behind us to take out that piece of trash Osama Bin Laden.. I'm relying on Mike here to watch my back when it comes to Vinny D and his so called "Help."

"Mean" Mike Steele - Thats right... Deuce is like my brother.. and when someone like Vinny D screws with family.. then I'm gonna be there to take care of it.

Deuce - Rob.. everyone needs a friend in this business. Anyone who thinks that they don't is either tremeandously stupid or stupidly brave. Now while I consider myself to be a brave man... I'm not stupid. Think about this for a minute Robby, where would you be had the Informer not gotten you an interview with Tom Stone? Would Nick Diamante have been the Extreme Champion had it not been for my saving his ass? Or the Tag Team champion with Dino Delsante had Dino Delsante not carried the team?

Rob DiMarco - You've made a good point.. now Deuce tonight you step into the ring in a singles match against Vincent Vega. This is your first solo match since you've returned to the EWA are you worried?

Deuce - Are you serious? These are the largest arms in the world.. I've carried this company through the toughest times. I've been the EWA World Champion... there isn't a man in this corporation that the Bigg Daddy can't handle.

Rob DiMarco - Thank you Deuce.. and good luck tonight.

Chris Myers - This match is scheduled for one fall!

[ "The Godfather" Theme blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 191 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Vincent Vega!

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

[ "Get Some, Go Again" by The Rollins Band blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 295 pounds, from New Orleans, LA, Deuce!

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

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Vincent Vega charges at Deuce! DEUCE WITH A BOOT TO THE FACE!

Vic Canon - He picks up Vega.... OOOH! RAW DEAL DDT!!!!

Eddie Sensation - SHIT! This Vega guy is going to die if he lasts much longer!

The Informer - Deuce lifts him to his feet... and whips him in the corner!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!!! THE OUTLANDER!!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - SHIT!!!!

The Informer - He covers him! 1... 2....... 3!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match... Deuce!

WINNER: Deuce w/ The Outlander by Pinfall

Vic Canon - That was nothing more than VICIOUS.

[ The lights go out, Deuce stands in the ring looking around, then, "Killing In The Name Of" by Rage Against the Machine kicks in and the fans start to bo wildly. "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D walks out from behind the curtains, in Black cargo pants, silver trimmed gargoyle sunglasses and a DFA T Shirt ]

Eddie Sensation - He's baaaack!!

Vic Canon - What now?

Eddie Sensation - Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be good.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Deuce.... Buddy. Listen up man. I haven't got anything to report to you in terms of evidence, but let me tell you, my boy's on to some serious stuff.

[ Deuce goes outside the ring and grabs a microphone ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - No man. No time for that. I just came to tell you that I should have something for you in about...

[ Vinny D is cut off by a stiff clothesline to the back of the head. It's Blitzkreig, otherwise known as "Mean" Mike Steele. Steele begins to kick Vinny D in the ribs ]

Eddie Sensation - Hey! what the hell? Someone stop thig guy. Vinny wasn't doing anything wrong....

Vic Canon - Finally someone has shut the loudmouth Outlaw up. This is great, kick him some more Steele!!

[ Deuce rushes up the ramp and shoves Steele off of Vinny D. Steele stares down Deuce, Deuce motions to him and Steele forcefully nods. They pick up Vinny D and carry him through the curtains ]

Eddie Sensation - Oh man, this ain't good. Someone call the cops. THE FBI EVEN!!

The Informer - I think Vinny D is about to realise that payback is hell.

Vic Canon - Fans we're gonna try and get a camera to the back to catch up with what exactly is going on with Deuce, Steele and Vinny D.

[ Rachel Stevens stands in front of a EWA banner somewhere in the back of the arena. The LFB with Maria in tow walk into the scene and Rachel begins the interview. ]

Rachel Stevens - So tonight you guys--

[ Maria holds her hand up in front of Rachel's face and stops her. ]

Maria - Let's make this short and simple. The LFB have got a match in a few minutes and don't have time to waste with this dribble. Here it is plain and simple. The LFB are highly offended by the way that the EWA is handling the tag team division around here of late. One man holds the tag team titles and the management is throwing random guys together in tag matches. it is a disgrace to history of tag team wrestling and the entire sport in its entirety. Tonight the LFB have to fight two guys that were just last week kicking the shit out of each other , it makes no sense. Even the greenest of wrestling fan can predict how this one is gonna turn out. So this brings our attention back to Leon Sharpe , yeah he might be a bad man , yeah he beat up four washed up , hacks from the 80's but the LFB's wants to make an assurance to Mr.Sharpe that his time is at hand and soon his titles will be around the waist of the LFB. Because no matter who tough you think you are you are still only one man , and sooner or later you won't be paying attention and The LFB will be all over you like white on rice. Also we got a message for all the rest of the "tag teams" in the EWA .. Things are gonna change around here so watch your backs too. Your ready boys??

Captain Loco - La Raza es Familia!!!

Senor X - VIVA LA RAZA!!!!

[ Fabulosos Los Bastardos walk away from Rachel Stevens. ]

[ Backstage, Rob DiMarco stands in uncomfortably close proximity to the Extreme Champion, Ken Doe and his chief lieutenant, the newly-converted Rocky Blonde. The enigma leader pays him little attention, even when prompted by questions. ]

Rob DiMarco - Ken Doe and Rocky Blonde, tonight you pair up for the first time and go against the EWA's only official tandem, Fabulosos Los Bastardos.

Ken Doe - Our opponents identities are trivial. Tonight's match is an entirely intrinsic affair; an opportunity for the Order of the Awakened to display how unity under reality shall set us above all other men!

Rob DiMarco - And do you really think that a couple of whacked-out street trash like yoursel---

[ Suddenly, Rocky Blonde steps forward and drives his hand against DiMarco's mouth, silencing the slander and pushing the interviewer backwards against the wall! The fallen microphone is picked up by Ken Doe, who smiles wickedly at DiMarco, who is now scurrying away from sight! ]

Ken Doe - And the zeal for his house shall eat me up...

[ Ken drops the mic and walks away, with Rocky Blonde closely following. ]

Chris Myers - The next match is scheduled for one fall and will be fought under Extreme rules!

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

Chris Myers - Introducing first... at a total combined weight of 510 pounds, from Parts Unknown, Capitán Loco and Señor X, Fabulosos Los Bastardos!

[ Fabulosos Los Bastardos step out from behind the curtain and head towards the ring. ]

[ "Lakini's Juice" by Live blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And their opponents, at a combined weight of 465 pounds...first, from Brooklyn, New York, Rocky Blonde and his partner, from Chicago Illinois...the reigning EWA Extreme Champion...Ken Doe!

[ Ken Doe, with Rocky Blonde following, step out from behind the curtain and head for the ring. ]

The Informer - Extreme rules mean that there are no legal men and no tags, so this will simply be a two-on-two fight!

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

Eddie Sensation - WHOAH! Ken Doe just sidekicked Senor X out of the ring!

Vic Canon - Make that a two-on-ONE fight!

The Informer - Now the Extreme Champ and Rocky jumping on Capitan Loco, double-team irish whip...OUCH! They shot Loco into the air with a HIGH-FLYING pancake slam!

Eddie Sensation - Who sets up Ken's group's wardrobe? Oliver Twist?

Vic Canon - Nah, it's Oscar the Grouch!

Eddie Sensation - What?!

The Informer - Senor X is on the outside, and he's going for a chair. Ken Doe sees it and waits as Senor X slides into the ring, then immediately attacks him before he can even stand up! Ken pushes Senor X into the corner, hits a pair of kicks to the mid-section...WHAM! Jumping back kick to the face!

Eddie Sensation - Here comes the generic martial arts comment...

The Informer - Check out the educated feet of...HEY! SHUT UP!

Vic Canon - He got you there!

The Informer - As Capitan Loco gets sent into the opposite corner by Rocky Blonde, Ken Doe signals his partner and they set up for a irish whip collision...OH! Capitan reverses on Rocky, and he hits Senor X! A man from each team is down, and now Ken Doe grabs the chair!

Vic Canon - Oh boy, here it comes!

The Informer - Capitan sees him coming, and he ducks the chair shot! Ken turns around and tosses the chair at Capitan. He catches it...DAMN!

Eddie Sensation - Ken Doe with the standing side kick, implanting that chair into Loco's face!

Vic Canon - He calls that "Dulling the Senses"...good name!

The Informer - Ken now grabs the chair and motions for Rocky to send Senor X into the ropes...Ken hits the opposite side, bounces back...BOOM! Flying chair-shot to Senor's skull!

Eddie Sensation - That looked like the move Ken's been hitting on people with that broken broomstick.

Vic Canon - I call that the "Scar Maker"

Eddie Sensation - Stop! Don't speak...just watch...

The Informer - I second that motion!

Vic Canon - Hey, why do you two think you can treat me like...SHIT!!!

The Informer - MY GOD! Capitan Loco just came flying over the ropes and hit the side of our table! What the hell happened?!

Eddie Sensation - Looked like Blonde whipped him into Ken, and Ken sent him airborne! Wow!

The Informer - Ken said this would be a statement match, and he wasn't joking! Now he's dragging Senor X toward one of the corners, and Rocky Blonde is going up top!

Vic Canon - Whoopity-doo!

Eddie Sensation - Aww, did we hurt your feelings?

The Informer - Hold on, Ken Doe is putting Senor X into a cross-over half crab...

Eddie Sensation - That's the Sharpshooter for you Laymans...

The Informer - He's got it locked in, and now Blonde comes off...GUILLOTINE LEGDROP! He drops right on the back of Senor X's neck!

Eddie Sensation - Senor X can't even tap he's so out of it!

The Informer - The referee is ending it!

Chris Myers - And the winners of this match, Ken Doe and Rocky Blonde!

WINNERS: Ken Doe and Rocky Blonde by Referee's Decision

Eddie Sensation - Well, that was competitive...

[ Joining together outside the ring, Ken Doe and Rocky Blonde take in the mixed crowd reaction and return to the back. ]

[ In the backstage area, in what appears to be Deuce's dressing room. Deuce and Steel stand staring at Vinny D who is propped up on a bench, and seemingly still a little woozy ]

"Mean" Mike Steele - Dude, why did you stop me? This guy's been playing too many games. I was giving him what he deserved....

Deuce - Bro, weather I like him or not, he's got some info I need, and until I get it all, he's kinda valuable. Hey Vinny I think you should do some talking before my friend here decides he ain't gonna listen to me no more....

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Damn. My head's spinning. It must be. I think I just heard you threaten me....

[ Steele grabs a steel chair from the corner of the room and approaches Vinny D ]

"Mean" Mike Steele - You damn right you did. If I were you, I'd spill the beans now cause, from this close, I never miss, all I gotta figure out is which body part I'm gonna break first.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Dude. dude, relax, taker easy. Hey man, s'all good. Deuce you want info? I got some tapes in my dressing room, I'll just go get them.......

[ Vinny D stands up ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - And I'll give you everything I have.

[ Steele stands up and puts his hand on Vinny D's shoulder. He immediately pushes him back down onto the bench ]

Deuce - Vinny, you ain't goin nowhere man. I think I'm gonna hafta take a little stroll by your dressing room. But don't worry I won't leave you alone, Mike's gonna stay with you, and if you decide that breathing is not the only thing you want to do while you're sitting here, and I mean anything but breathing, then, Mike'll be more than happy to give you a lesson in steel chair swinging. Right Mike?

[ Steele grins and nods. Vinny D, looks on with disdain as Deuce walks out of the room ]

[ Backstage, Rachel Stevens is set up to conduct an interview. She looks around, a little impatiently. She spies Eric Walther walking down the hall, dressed as always in his fatigues and combat boots, and tying his bandana around his head. Stevens gestures for Walther to hurry up. Walther breaks into a jog, and stops next to her. ]

Rachel Stevens - Eric, you're late for your interview.

Eric Walther - Rachel, I'm a minute and a half late for my pre-match. You need to relax a little.

Rachel Stevens - Whatever. Let's get the show on the road, shall we? Tonight you're facing El GiGante for the North American Title, a title you beat him for just over a year ago. What are your thoughts on this match?

Eric Walther - Well, we all saw me win the NA title for the first time when I beat GiGante in the finals of the tournament last year. We all saw me throw him up and out of the ring, and through a table, then bring him back in just to finish him off with the Last Shot. GiGante, last time we met, I took you to school. I dominated you boy. I damn near crippled you. And that is going to be nothing next to what I'm going to do this time around. You saw my match with C4 last week. I'm on top of my game. Hell, I was hanging with one of the best in the EWA. And you, esa, are certainly not one of the best that the EWA has to offer. Hell, I'll admit, you look like you're on your game more than you were last time, and you have brought some prestige to that belt that you hold. But I am better than you. I always have been, and I always will be. You may have made that belt look better, but it's still the North American title man.

Rachel Stevens - Well, I mean, you're fighting for it you know, you should have a little respect for the belt.

Eric Walther - Hey, I've got all the respect in the world for MY belt. I helped make that piece of leather and gold actually worth something. That belt was mine. I never lost it. I just didn't get the chance to come back to the EWA when it reopened, so I got stripped of my title, without ever losing it. That kinda pisses me off. That was MY title, MY belt, and they took it away. Whatever. GiGante finally got it, which I'm sure made him happy, but now it's my chance to take the thing back, and put it where it belongs, around MY waist. Then, I'll move on to bigger and better things. The NA title is nice to have, and I don't intend on losing it, but you saw last week. I got a crack at stardom, taking on C4. And I made the best of it. I was dead even with him, until Nomad had to interject himself. I think I could have taken him actually, and you all saw that I could have gotten the pinfall, with Nomad's help. But I didn't want his help. When I do it, I'm going to do it myself. When I rise through the ranks, it isn't going to be because I had help, it's going to be because I am the best fighter to ever step into an EWA ring. The NA title is just another step back to where I was before. Where I was before was fine. But I don't want fine. I want great. This is just the first step Rachel, only the first.

Rachel Stevens - Well, Chris Canton made some comments about you in an interview that he had this week. Any response to those?

Eric Walther - Sure. Look C squared, you were in the wrong place, at the wrong time. It was time for me to make my point felt, and begin the process of getting my North American title back. Luckily for me, the entire process is only going to take two weeks. My apologies for cranking you with the chair, but you got in the way of my chair while I was swinging it through empty air. So it's actually your fault, or, if you wanna fault someone, fault GiGante, for reversing you. Regardless, you got hit. And so did GiGante. And I caused a no contest. And then Stone booked me in a match with GiGante to satisfy me. Hey, that's not my fault. You'll get your turn soon enough. You've challenged me, and I never, ever back away from a challenge. Here's the other thing though, no matter what you're saying about getting revenge on me, and going all out, and destroying me, and being really angry, it really doesn't matter. I don't back down from challenges, and I don't lose when punks like you challenge me. Look, you're better than I thought you were going to be when you first showed up. You actually showed some skill in your first match. You aren't going to be a pushover. But trust me, you too will get shot down in your quest to glorify yourself by beating me. You are nothing to me. An innocent bystander if you will. An unanticipated casualty of war. And this is war now. On both of you, and all of the EWA. It's time for this rifleman to make his impact felt once again. GiGante, prepare to feel the Last Shot, or maybe I'll make you scream for mercy with the Waltherlock. And Canton, if you stick your nose where it doesn't belong, I'm going to detach it from your face. Excuse me now Rachel, I've got a title to go win. GiGante, fear the Last Shot. Because it's academic from there.

Chris Myers - This next match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the EWA North American Title Match!

[ "How You Remind Me" by Nickleback blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'9" and weighing in at 272 pounds, from Washington, DC, "The Rifleman" Eric Walther!

[ "The Rifleman" Eric Walther steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Superthug" by Norega blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 5'10" and weighing in at 180 pounds, from Madrid, Spain, "Soul SurViVa" El GiGante!

[ "Soul SurViVa" El GiGante steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! First title defence of the night... Eric Walther against El GiGante, for GiGante's North American Gold!

Vic Canon - They lock up! GiGante throws Walther to the ropes... clothesline by Walther! GiGante gets up... drop kick by Walther! GiGante gets up again, and swings with a clothesline!

Eddie Sensation - Strike one!

The Informer - He misses, and Walther nails him with a Dragon Suplex! Walther covers him! 1.... 2.... No! GiGante kicks out! The North American Champ is in trouble here.

Vic Canon - Eric Walther lifts him to his feet... and lifts him high in the air! NO! GiGante gets out of it! Walther turns around, kicks him in the stomach.... FISHERMAN'S BUSTER!

Eddie Sensation - Quick pin... one, two.... no cigar!

The Informer - El GiGante jumps to his feet with a sudden burst of energy! Walther is waiting for him..... WHAM!!!! OH GOD!!!!! SUPER GUTBUSTER!!!

Vic Canon - El GiGante is out in the middle of the ring! And now Eric Walther is climbing to the top rope! High risk move coming up!

Eddie Sensation - What's he got in store for us?

The Informer - ............FROG SPLASH!!!!! BEAUTIFUL FROG SPLASH FROM ERIC WALTHER! He covers GiGante.... 1..... 2..... NO!!!! GiGante JUST gets his shoulder up!

Vic Canon - Eric Walther looks a little shocked! He picks up GiGante again.... and lifts him in a Gorilla Press Slam! NO! GIGANTE WITH AN INSIDE PACKAGE! HE HAS HIM PINNED!

Eddie Sensation - 1..... 2........... OOH! Walther just gets out!

The Informer - Eric Walther gets to his feet quickly... El GiGante is on his knees.... OOH! LOW BLOW FROM GIGANTE!

Vic Canon - AND ANOTHER ROLL UP! 1..... 2........ OOH! Walther just gets out, again!

Eddie Sensation - El GiGante is on his feet now....

The Informer - GiGante's in control of Walther... Brainbuster!

Vic Canon - ......DRAGON SUPLEX by GiGante!

Eddie Sensation - And a Tiger Driver '91!

The Informer - Nice succession of moves by El GiGante! GiGante is now going to the top rope!

Vic Canon - What's this?!

Eddie Sensation - LOOK OUT!

The Informer - QUEBRADA MOONSAULT! NO, WALTHER REVERSES IT INTO A POWERBOMB!!!!

Vic Canon - And both men are out cold!

Eddie Sensation - Eric Walther is the first to get to his feet...

The Informer - GiGante is getting up aslo... Walther with a punch to the face!

Vic Canon - And another! Wait a minute, who the hell is that?!

Eddie Sensation - I dunno!

The Informer - It's Chris Canton! Why's he coming out here?

Vic Canon - Eric Walther throws El GiGante to the ropes.... BIG BOOT TO THE FACE!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Chris Canton is on the outside now... watching closely...

The Informer - Wait a minute! He's picking up a steel chair! Canton has a chair!

Vic Canon - And he just slid it into the ring, infront of El GiGante!

Eddie Sensation - Chris Canton is on the apron now! He's got the refree distracted! El GiGante is getting up slowly, and he's got a steel chair now!

The Informer - Are El GiGante and Chris Canton in cahoots?! WALTHER HAS HIS BACK TURNED! LOOK OUT WALTHER!!!!

Vic Canon - Walther turns around.... GIGANTE SWINGS!

Eddie Sensation - OOH!!!!! DROP KICK TO THE FACE!!!!

The Informer - ERIC WALTHER JUST NAILED EL GIGANTE WITH A DROP KICK TO THE FACE, AND THAT STEEL CHAIR WAS WHAT NAILED GIGANTE!

Vic Canon - El GiGante drops the chair immediately.... and bounces back first, off the ropes, and right back to Eric Walther!

Eddie Sensation - OOH!!!!!!! HE NAILED HIM!!!!!

The Informer - THE LAST SHOT!!!! ERIC WALTHER JUST NAILED EL GIGANTE!

Vic Canon - Walther runs over to Canton, and shoves him off the apron! Walther covers GiGante!

Eddie Sensation - The ref counts! 1......... 2............. THREE!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match, and NEW EWA North American Champion, "The Rifleman" Eric Walther!

WINNER: Eric Walther w/ The Last Shot by Pinfall

The Informer - What a series of events! Suddenly, Eric Walther is our North American Champion!

Vic Canon - Chris Canton must be pissed! Walther cost him the title last week, and this week Walther won it!

Eddie Sensation - This one isn't over, that's for sure.

The Informer - Damn right, Eddie.

[ Deuce's walks down the hall. Eventually he reaches the dressing room of "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D. He walks in, and is stunned to see that there is nothing in it besides a couple of chairs. He checks the closet, nothing, nothing at all ]

Deuce - Son of a...

[ Deuce runs out of the room and down the hall ]

[ The arena lights dim down, as a crisp white light is emitted from the EWA video wall. The light blankets the arena, before it, too, dims back down. The crowd are now covered by darkness, eagerly awaiting the next segment of Tuesday Night Heat. Suddenly, a coarse English accent is heard... ]

[ We go to the back, where Shawn Vinson is talking with Eijiah Akeem and Kareem Muhammad. ]

Shawn Vinson - No.. eating the wafer isn't as bad as you would think, plus hailing Mary is not supposed to be any form of praying to her, it's some gift for her being willing to be impregnated with Christ.. oh.. man, I should have paid attention in Sunday School. But, do you know who pinned Leon last week?

Eijiah Akeem - No Vinson.. do you want to hear more about Islam?

Shawn Vinson - They let white guys into Islam?

Kareem Muhammad - Yeah.. White Muslims may not be as well known as Black Muslims.

Rob DiMarco - Hello everyone, this is Rob DiMarco backstage with the man they call IcE! We are moments away seeing what could be one of the most heated matches of the night with IcE taking on Rick Randle! IcE, how are you feeling?

IcE - You want to know how I'm feeling?! I'll tell you right now that I am as anxious as hell to go down that ramp and bust that ugly rookie's head open!

Rob DiMarco - Why do you hate Rick so much?

IcE - Simple, Rick's affiliated with a corrupt man, a sick man, and a man that's holding MY title! Also, in my return, you saw me attack Rick, that was because he was an undeserving champ and neither is Doe... Only a moron would allow himself to get brainwashed by a man that almost ruined your career by gashing your face! I almost suffered the same fate last week and trust me, it wouldn't of done shit to me! Sure, I wouldn't look good anymore but I'd keep on wrestling! Why? Because wrestling is my life! Get a close up of my left eye.

[ The camera zooms in on what looks like a faint scar going across IcE's eye. ]

IcE - Do you see that scar?! That happened back in `99 in a match with Terry Funk! The bastard almost blinded me just like he almost killed my father! I kept wrestling with only partial vision in my left eye and I wrestled as good as I did now... Well, I take that back, I wrestle way better than I did back then. But, Rick, Doe... You can try to do whatever you want to me but it won't work because I am the unstoppable, invincible, high flying, death defying, coldest wrestler to ever step foot into the squared circle!

Rob DiMarco - Like you said earlier, Doe has "your" Extreme Title but from what I've seen, you haven't done much about that yet...

IcE - Good thinking, Rob... You're right, I haven't done anything about it because I've been thinking and thinking of what I could do! What can I do about it, Rob? Well, other men would go to Tom Stone's office and bitch until they got a title shot but I am nothing like other men! Ken Doe, you have my title, that gold strap you wear around your waste does not belong there and I am going to challenge you to a match at HH3! This won't be no ordinary Extreme Title Match... This will be a Lights Out Match! Damn right, a Lights Out Match... Doe, knowing your level of intelligence, you probably don't know what that is... Let me lay it out for you. No pins, no submissions, the only way to win is to knock your opponent out! If you can't answer to the 10 count, you're done! If your hand drops three times in a submission, you're done! Ken, even if you had half a brain, I wouldn't pass this opportunity up to become famous!

[ IcE walks down the hall to the arena. ]

[ Backstage, Rachel Stevens is standing next to Rick Randle, who's face is still partially covered to hide the tremendous scar he received from the very man he's now pledged his allegiance to, Ken Doe. ]

Rachel Stevens - Coming up next, Rick Randle, you have a chance to do some damage to IcE before he gets his shot at your leader, Ken Doe, and the Extreme Title at Hellacious Halloween 3.

Rick Randle - The master opened my eyes to the light of truth, and tonight, he opened for me the door of opportunity.

Rachel Stevens - The opportunity for what?

Rick Randle - Is it not plain to see? When IcE is gripping himself in agony, feeling pain like he never knew existed...his match against the master forfeited...I will have proven myself to be worth what the master gave me.

Rachel Stevens - What he gave you? You mean that scar?

[ No response... ]

Rachel Stevens - I mean, what has he done for you except take the Extreme Title and mutilate your face?

[ Still no response...but his eyes do narrow and his head lowers. ]

Rachel Stevens - Nothing to say to that?

Rick Randle - Only this...

[ Intrigued, Rachel leans forward...and gets grabbed around the waist by Randle! He pulls her close to him, staring hard, but blankly, at her! ]

Rick Randle - Do not judge by appearances!

[ The scene ends. ]

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

[ "Rollin (Urban Assault Vehicle Remix)" by Limp Bizkit blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 235 pounds, from Richmond, VA, Rick Randle!

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

[ "Left Behind" by Slipknot blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 5'11" and weighing in at 211 pounds, from Milbank, South Dakota, IcE!

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

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - This match is a go! IcE has built himself a strong fan-base here in the EWA and Rick...

Vic Canon - He's just a dildo...

Eddie Sensation - Vic... How dumb can you be? WAIT!!! The match has officially started and Rick is pounding away on IcE in the middle of the ring! IcE retaliates but Randle knees IcE in the gut!

The Informer - Rick Randle whips IcE into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but IcE ducks and bounces off the opposite ropes... RUNNING BULLDOG BUT RICK TOSSED IcE OVER THE TOP! IcE lands on the apron and does a back elbow to Rick's face right where he got cut just two weeks ago! IcE grabs Rick but the head and he does a stunner on the top rope! I can see why IcE held the Extreme Title once before!

Vic Canon - IcE would be the champ right now if he wasn't so stupid and just went and beat the crap out Doe!

Eddie Sensation - Vic, wake up! IcE is one man here in the EWA! Ken Doe has Rocky Blonde and Randle guarding his ass and probably raping it too!

The Informer - Eddie, that's just sick... IcE drags Randle to the outside and he knees him in the gut! WHIP TO THE BARRICADE!!! IcE runs at Randle but Randle just tossed IcE over the barricade! IcE lands hard on the cement! These two men are going to get counted out if they don't get back to the ring, this is not their extreme match that they are so used to! Randle grabs IcE by his hair and he's dragging him back in the ring.

Vic Canon - Would ya look at that? IcE is back to his feet and is telling Rick to get back in! Rick enters the ring and IcE hits a drop kick to Rick's leg! Rick is down and out! MAN DOWN!!! MAN DOWN!!!

Eddie Sensation - I've had about enough of your mouth Vic, just shut the hell up and I won't heman bitch slap your ass!

Vic Canon - You'd slap my ass?! YOU'RE SICK, EDDIE!!!

The Informer - Would you two girls settle down! I'm trying to call a match here! IcE is working on Rick's legs now! IcE with a... SHARP SHOOTER!!! Rick's crying out in pain as he tries to drag himself to the ropes! IcE drags him back to the middle of the ring and Rick is in serious trouble now! Wait, IcE lets go of the hold and Rick is rolling around in pain. IcE bounces off the ropes... ROLLING THUNDER!!! HE HIT RICK WITH HIS TAILBONE AND BENT HIS BACK FUNNY, THAT HASTA HURT!!!

Vic Canon - Y`know, if I was in that ring and if I was IcE, I would've hit that move perfectly!

Eddie Sensation - Vic, if you were IcE, you'd be dead by now! IcE is a survivor and he's going to make it!

[ Vic and The Informer look at Eddie with raised eyebrows when suddenly Rick is launched over the top rope and he slams into the commentary table. ]

The Informer - Rick just hit our table with a ton of force, I think he hit his head too! IcE runs... Springboard on the top rope, CORKSCREW PLANCHA!!! Both men are down and out after that move!

Eddie Sensation - Would you look at that! Ken Doe and Rocky Blonde just entered the arena through the crowd! Doe grabs a chair as Rocky Blonde gets IcE to his feet... IcE just slapped Blonde's hands away and he starts pounding away at him! Wait here comes Doe with that chair! IcE JUST DUCKED AND KEN DOE JUST PUT A HUGE DENT IN THAT CHAIR WITH ROCKY BLONDE'S HEAD!!!

Vic Canon - HAHAHAHA!!! GOD DAMN!!! DOE CERTAINLY WOULDN'T MAKE IT IN BASEBALL!!! OH MY GOD!!! IcE JUST DID AN IcEDAMINATOR TO DOE!!!

The Informer - THAT KNOCKED KEN DOE'S BLOCK OFF!!! LOOK AT HIM!!! HE'S GOT A GASH ABOVE HIS EYE!!! HE'S BLEEDING LIKE CRAZY!!! Wait, I just now noticed that nobody has been disqualified yet! Ah well, IcE sends the rookie Rick Randle back into the ring and Rick slowly gets to his feet... IcE GORED RICK'S ASS!!! IcE to the top rope and he's facing the crowd... TWISTING 450 SPLASH!!! THAT'S THE DEATH DEFYER!!! IcE rolls Rick up!

Crowd - ONE....... TWO........ THREE!!!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match... IcE!

WINNER: IcE w/ Death Defyer by Pinfall

Eddie Sensation - IcE did it! He pulled off his first win since returning to the EWA! Look at him stagger up the ramp though! The bloodied Doe and Blonde... I guess we should call him Rocky Red now because his hair is as red as Vic's redneck! Doe signals for his men to chase after IcE and IcE quickly stops his smiling and starts running!

[ Deuce gets to his dressing room. The door which was open before is now closed. he kicks the door open, and finds "Mean" Mike Steele on the floor, blood dripping from his forehead, and a note on his cheat Vinny D is nowhere to be found ]

Deuce - Mike, you ok?

[ Steele doesn't answer. Deuce grabs the note ]

[ Cameras fade in backstage. Walking and talking are Rob Traxler and Drew Norwood. The camera zooms in and we can hear their conversation. ]

Drew Norwood - Something isn't right. The way you acted last week wasn't typical for you. What am I saying, especially not typical for you.

Rob Traxler - Drew...what the hell are you talking about? You've known me long enough to know that when someone pushes me to do drastic things, I always deliver. Typical? No...you are right there. But...unexpected? It shouldn't have been unexpected. They just weren't prepared for it, that's all.

Voice - Some hero you are...

[ A highly pissed off Traxler turns his head to the right. Our camera follows suit and we are revealed a man leaned back against the wall. Relaxed and calm, the man sneers at "The Predator" with a gleem in his eyes most men would fear showing. In two large strides, Traxler immediately is in the man's face. His hands wrap around the collar of the black leather jacket worn by the man. ]

Rob Traxler - And who....the HELL...are you to make such claims?

[ Not intimidated even the slightest, the man doesn't show an ounce of fear. Norwood is a little uneasy, obvious by the look on his face. Traxler's eyes burn a whole through the man, waiting on his answer. The man, unknown to the world, remains steady. ]

Unknown Man - Easy there, I wouldn't want to end up like Jack.

Rob Traxler - Keep talking and maybe you won't have a choice.

Unknown Man - Then again, you won't do a thing.

[ Traxler's grip tightens. The veins in "The Predator's" neck are bulging. However, Rob's prey isn't as fearful as one would assume. ]

Rob Traxler - Listen here, maggot. You don't just walk up to a guy like myself and start talking shit like that without introducing yourself. I'm not going to ask who the hell you are again...

Unknown Man - ...have you taken a moment to let it sink in yet, ROB? Have you? Can you even begin to comprehend what it is that you did? You put a man through a table last week. Now once but THREE TIMES. What does that say about you, ROB? What kind of example are you setting for YOUR kind? You know the world has gone to shit when even the heroes have become assholes.

[ The man pauses, giving Traxler a moment to take in what he has said. Before Rob can even resond, the man is talking again. ]

Unknown Man - Don't you worry about who I am. Worry about yourself. Let your conscious dwell on your actions. I'll be seeing you...around.

[ The man grabs hold of Trax's hands. He unclenches Rob's fists, and lets them fall by his side. Slowly easing out of the picture, Norwood steps up beside Traxler as the cameras cut to a comercial. ]

[ We head back to ringside where we see EWNN personality, Matt Daniels standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand… ]

Matt Daniels - Hello wrestling fans, I'm Matt Daniels from the EWNN! Some of you may know me from reading the EWA Spoiler every week on the EWA's web site, but tonight I've come for a different reason.

Eddie Sensation - To get your face on TV and make a little money?

Vic Canon - Eddie, pipe down.

Matt Daniels - Earlier in the week, I was contacted by EWA wrestler "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante, and--

[ The crowd begins to boo at the very mention of Diamante's name… ]

The Informer - I think it's safe to say they don't like Diamante!

Matt Daniels - I was contacted by Nick Diamante and he asked me to conduct an interview with him in the ring. He told me that his issues with Tom Stone are VERY real, and he felt I was the right person to ask the questions he wants to ANSWER. So, after a few days of preparation, allow me to introduce the man who will face Tom Stone at Hellacious Halloween 3! Please welcome… "THE DIAMOND STUD" NICK DIAMANTE!

[ "Sad But True" by Metallica hits the speakers as the crowd begins to stand up and face the entranceway. With the arena being filled with "boos" and "hisses", "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante steps out from behind the curtain. Dressed in a black Philadelphia Flyers hockey jersey, a pair of black, shinny PVS pants, and a pair of Doc Martins… Diamante stands at the top of the ramp and simply looks out at the crowd with disdain. He begins to walk down the aisle and immediately stops when a fan grabs his shirt sleeve. He turns around and immediately gets into the face of the gutsy fan without showing much emotion besides bitterness… ]

Eddie Sensation - NAIL HIM, NICKY D!

Vic Canon - Eddie, why must you be so negative?

[ Diamante turns around and ignores the crowd and continues to the ring. He steps up onto the apron, through the ropes and into the ring. He immediately offers Mr. Daniels a handshake, only to pull his hand away and run it up the side of his hair… ]

Eddie Sensation - HAHA! What's wrong with this Matt Daniels?

[ "TDS" takes one lng look into the audience and blatantly laughs before approaching Matt again… ]

The Informer - Looks like we're about to get a word with Nicky D! I'm anxious to hear what he says about Tom Stone!

Matt Daniels - Welcome, Nick…

[ Diamante pulls the mic away from Matt quickly… ]

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - Is it me or has the word "UGLY" been redefined right here tonight in Providence! LOOK AT THESE PEOPLE! EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU MAKE THAT DISFIGURED DUDE FROM "HANNIBAL" LOOK LIKE POUNDING-MATERIAL!

[ The crowd boos loudly… ]

Eddie Sensation - HAHAHA! It's SO true!

"The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante - But Matt… don't you worry. I called you here to do a job, and no matter how far up the "hideous meter" rises in this place… I will answer your questions and enlighten the world as to what they can expect at Hellacious Halloween 3!

Matt Daniels - Yes, okay let's begin. First Mr. Diamante… allow me to ask you about the so-called "rewards" that have been placed on what is being called "The Living Lottery" Match at Hellacious Halloween 3.

[ The rewards pop up on the EWA video wall… ]

[ In the parking lot, we see IcE getting into his car when Ken Doe, Rocky Blonde, and Rick Randle all come charging from around a corner! Seeing them, IcE jumps into the driver's seat and takes off just as Ken gets his hands on the back of the trunk! ]

Ken Doe - DAMN HIM!

[ Enraged, the enigma turns to his two cohorts... ]

Ken Doe - AND DAMN YOU!

[ Suddenly, he nails Randle in the face! ]

Ken Doe - DAMN YOUR FAILURE!

[ Pulling him up, Ken whips him hard into the side of another car! ]

Ken Doe - DAMN YOUR WEAKNESS!

[ Rocky Blonde stands back, watching in what looks like a mix of sympathy and confusion. Yet, he makes no move to intervene. Randle bounces off the car and hits the ground, but Ken pulls him back up! Forcing him against the car, Ken pushes his forearm against the man's throat and stares into his eyes! ]

Ken Doe - Fail me again...and I won't be so merciful...

[ Releasing him, Ken joins Rocky Blonde and the two start to walk away. However, Ken stops, and turns to look back at the slowly-rising Randle. The man gets up, and staggers toward the two men. Ken turns back around and walks, with the two men following him again as if nothing had happened. ]

[ We go to the back, where Leon Sharpe is drinking a cup of coffee with both tag team titles over his shoulders. He gets up and picks up a copy of "Time". Kareem Muhammad and Eijiah Akeem run up to Sharpe in a panic. ]

Kareem Muhammad - Thoonderallah! Your friend Shawn Vinson got attacked.

[ Sharpe shrugs, with his back to the duo, while reading thru the magazine. ]

Eijiah Akeem - Leon, we run but we were able to hear what he said, he said he is gonna take your gold and pride.

[ Sharpe smirks while still ignoring the duo. Suddenly a short man runs in-front of Sharpe and starts signing stuff. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Interesting..

[ Eijiah is groaning in the background in frustration. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I have to say, knowing sign language is useful, tell me a bit more Dewey..

[ Dewey makes some more signs and then pantomimes swinging a chair. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Well.. I did see Shawn get hit with that chair on a monitor, tough luck. If he was so tough, he would have fought him off. Although the Zampussy Express ran like little girls. Where the hell are those guys anyways?

[ Sharpe smirks as Dewey points to them. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Dewey, you're the best deaf friend a man can have. It doesn't really matter where the Zampussies are right now. I got a tag team title much to prepare for.

[ Sharpe puts down the TIME, turns around and backhands Eijiah, before throwing Kareem into a wall. Both men fall to their knees and start bowing, kneeling and begging. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I've seen weirder things. You two guys can do something special for me later. Like finding that guy in the mask who pinned me and beat up Vinson, or getting me some coffee.

[ Sharpe walks off with both Eijiah and Kareem following him. ]



The Informer - We've been hearing over the last couple weeks about Deuce and his past.

Eddie Sensation - BOOOOOORRRING!

Vic Canon - Shuddup! Lets finish it..

Rachel Stevens - Deuce, I have to thank you once again for allowing me to interview you in your lovely home.

Deuce - Don't mention it Rachel, its a pleasure to let the fans know that I am a man just like them...

Rachel Stevens - Lets talk about the future of Deuce in the EWA. Do you have any set in stone plans.

Deuce - Rachel, to tell you the truth I really don't. There are so many talented wrestlers in the EWA that I would love to step into the ring with any of them. The Hustler, and Dino Delsante two of my closest friends. I would looooooove to get my hands on Nick Diamante and knock his ego down a notch.

Rachel Stevens - What about titles Deuce.. is there any certain title you would like to hold?

Deuce - The list is amazing. Every champion in the federation right now is at the top of their game. Wel most of them... a couple of them have let the gold go to their ass and seem to be lacking some major motivation.

Rachel Stevens - Deuce, truly your biggest nemesis, Zed, always bragged about how he was the only person in the EWA to hold every title except for the tag team title. Hearing that how does that make you feel?

Deuce - Zed who? Zed is HISTORY baby.. I can hold any title in the EWA whenever I want.. right now I'm just trying to get my feet wet again. I've been out of action for a while now.. would I like to be able to brag that I have held each and every EWA title? Hell yes I would.. and I think that you will see by the time I step out of this world and retire, for good, I will have accomplished everything that I have set out to.

Rachel Stevens - Thank you Deuce for your time.

Rob DiMarco - Thanks, I'm here along side of "the rookie" as many are calling him, Chris Canton

Chris Canton - Yeah and that might be, because some of the old wrestlers out there have trouble letting go. Its ok Dino let it go, it's over

Rob DiMarco - Right, you were screwed last week how did that feel?

Chris Canton - How did it feel? You tell me how it feels to have a steel chair bashed into your skull! The match I was CLEARLY dominating was ruled a Dq due to outside interference. Personally I wouldn't be if Senior GiGante asked Walther to interfere in our match. I mean lets face it senior ding dong was looking a little scrappy

Rob DiMarco - Speaking of Eric Walther, do you have any hard feelings towards the man. It was said he was going for GiGante

Chris Canton - I was in the match Rob...and it didn't seem like he was going for GiGante to me! So when you ask that question, yes there is hard feelings

Rob DiMarco - Well good luck with your match tonight, and (gets cut off)

Chris Canton - I have just a few more words for Dino. Dino your one problem is clear, you underestimate me. You think I can't handle a big name like yours. You're cocky, jealous, and just a plain prick. Tonight you will faultier, tonight I'll show your feeble little mind just how wrestling matches are won. And Dino...this won't be quick and easy

[ Chris Canton walks off leaving Roc DiMarco with a somewhat shocked look on his face ]

Rachel Stevens - Thank you, guys. I'm backstage with "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante, and I must say, Dino, it's a shock to see you getting ready for a match!

Dino Delsante - A shock? No, the shock is yet to come. This is not a shocking development to anyone of my fans out there. They all knew it was a matter of time before I put my boots on and went out to the ring.

Rachel Stevens - But why? Why not just manager "The Hustler?" Why not stay out of the ring?

Dino Delsante - Rachel, do you ever pass up a shoe sale? Probably not. You have tons of shoes I bet, but you still go shopping, don't you? Why am I getting back into the ring? Do I need money? No. Do I need fame? No. The simple reason is this…I STILL BURN.

Rachel Stevens - You left the EWA last time rather ---

Dino Delsante - Let's not go there, Rachel. Point blank, I've always had a huge EWA fan base, and they've wanted me back since the day I walked out. Well, I'm back. And tonight, I come back in a big way.

Rachel Stevens - Tonight, your opponent will be Chris Canton, who surprised us all and beat your friend, Marty Delaney. Have you learned from his mistakes and should we expect to see a new and improved "Cornerstone?"

Dino Delsante - Chris Canton beat Marty because he cheated. Let's not be blind to the facts. He pulled tights; he took a short cut. So did I learn from Marty's mistakes? No, because he didn't make any. So Canton, I advise you to bring your bag of tricks to the ring tonight. I can assure you…you've got NOTHING that can counteract me or throw me off balance. Will we see a new Cornerstone? No…there was nothing wrong with the old one. In a sense, you're getting the same Dino Delsante, but he's wiser, a year older, and a bit craftier. Some new moves; same finisher. And same results… "Cornerstone" on top as always. Chris Canton…Let's see what you got.

[ He walks off camera and to the ring. ]

Rachel Stevens - Back to ringside.

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

[ "Dammit" by Blink 182 blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 225 pounds, from Portland, Oregon, Chris Canton!

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

[ "Illumination" by The Rollins Band blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 240 pounds, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante!

[ "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! Chris Canton slides between Delsante's legs, they face each other, Delsante swings with a clothesline, Canton ducks it, and nails a Belly-To-Back Suplex!

Vic Canon - Delsante gets right back up... KNEE TO THE STOMACH! Delsante throws him to the ropes, and drop kicks Canton! NO! Canton held on to the ropes, and Dino hit nothing but mat!

Eddie Sensation - Canton jumps to the top rope, and Dino gets to his feet.... MOONSAULT! HE NAILED IT!

The Informer - He covers him... 1.... 2..... No! Delsante gets out! Dino gets back to his feet, and kicks Canton square in the shoulder as Canton tries to get to his feet.

Vic Canon - Delsante grabs him by his arm... Short Arm Clothesline! Delsante bounces off the ropes.... leg drop!

Eddie Sensation - He covers Canton... 1.... 2.... no! Chris Canton kicks out!

The Informer - Delsante lifts him up.... Fisherman's DDT! And Dino makes his way to the top rope!

Vic Canon - We don't see this too often... Dino jumps!

Eddie Sensation - HAHA! MAT SPLASH!

The Informer - Delsante attempted a Frog Splash, but Chris Canton moved! Dino got nothing but mat!

Vic Canon - Chris Canton gets to his feet now... he has Delsante.... SNAP SUPLEX! He covers Dino... 1..... 2.... No! Kickout!

Eddie Sensation - Delsante and Canton get to their feet simultaniously...

The Informer - DELSANTE WITH A KICK TO THE JAW!!! Canton goes flying back into the ropes.... Delsante catches him on his way back..... IRON CITY DROP!!!!!

Vic Canon - NO NO NO!!!! Canton got out, and rolls up Delsante! 1........ 2......... OOH!!! THAT WAS CLOSE!

Eddie Sensation - Dino is stunned! He gets up, and grabs Canton by the neck.... NO!!! SPEAR BY CANTON!

The Informer - Canton gets off Delsante, and bounces off the ropes.... Delsante gets up.... CANTON WITH A DROP KICK TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD OF DINO DELSANTE!

Vic Canon - What a back and forth match! Chris Canton lifts Delsante to his feet, and throws him to the ropes!

Eddie Sensation - LOOK OUT!!!!

The Informer - THE SPOTLIGHT!!!! NO!!! WAIT! DELSANTE GOT OUT, AND LANDED ON HIS FEET! ........IRON CITY DROP! NO!!!!!! CHRIS CANTON GETS OUT AGAIN, AND REVERSES IT INTO A HURRACONRANA!!!! 1....... 2......... NO!

Vic Canon - Delsante JUST got out! Canton is up again... he's behind Dino! Dino gets up, and cant see him! ROLL UP! 1..... 2........ NO! DELSANTE WITH ANOTHER KICKOUT!

Eddie Sensation - Dino is up before Canton... Dino runs to the ropes, Canton gets up... Dino with a flying elbow! NO! Canton moved out of the way! Dino bounces off the ropes again....

The Informer - THE SPOTLIGHT!!!! THE SPOTLIGHT!!!! CHRIS CANTON HAS HIT THE SPOTLIGHT!!!

Vic Canon - HE HOOKS HIS LEG... 1........... 2.......

Eddie Sensation - THREE!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - And the winner of this match, Chirs Canton!

WINNER: Chris Canton w/ The Spotlight by Pinfall

The Informer - WOW! Chris Canton defeats Dino Delsante right here on Heat!

Vic Canon - Dino can't believe it! I guess it's the right rust?

Eddie Sensation - Probably.

The Informer - Well, Chris Canton has a great career ahead of him in the EWA! Let's just hope he can stay on track... We'll be right back!

[ The cameras cut back to the announce table, where The Informer, Vic Canon, and Eddie Sensation are seated. ]

The Informer - Well fans, we've had a great show thusfar tonight, but next up we have something special.

Vic Canon - Yea, definitely, I've been waiting for this all night.

Eddie Sensation - What, your change of diaper?

Vic Canon - FUCK YOU!

The Informer - Enough you two. As everyone may know, TBL announced last week that he would be making his in ring return to wrestling in two weeks at Hellacious Halloween, which eminates from Madison Square Garden.

Vic Canon - That's right, he laid down an open challenge for anyone that wants to get in the ring with him.

Eddie Sensation - Maybe Ethan Tyler will take some time out from his busy world championship schedule and brutalize him again!

The Informer - Anyway, as I was saying. With his in ring return just two weeks away, TBL decided not to take the trip here to Providence tonight, and is at home getting ready for his match.

Vic Canon - That's right, and right now we're going to have TBL from his home, live via video-conference.

Eddie Sensation - Great, a dream come true.

The Informer - Anyway, here we go fans...TBL, are you there?

[ The screen splits, and there is TBL, sitting in his living room on his couch. He had a headset on, and is holding the earpieces against his head. He doesn't answer The Informer. ]

The Informer - Excuse me TBL, can you hear me?

TBL - Yeah, I can hear you. How's it going?

The Informer - Good, thank you for being here with us today.

TBL - It's no problem, it's a pleasure.

The Informer - Your in ring return is just two weeks away, how are you feeling heading into Hellacious Halloween 3?

TBL - Getting myself back into the shape I need to be in has been difficult, but I feel that I am almost there. I stayed back here in Albany so that I could train close to home, where I felt the most comfortable.

Vic Canon - That's good to hear. I just wanted to let you know that I'm looking forward to your in ring return.

Eddie Sensation - Will you stop kissing his ass? Let me be the one to ask the tough questions, the REAL questions. TBL, how does is feel to be looked at as a has been...a once great competitor that the majority of the wrestling world doesn't think can cut it anymore?

TBL - Well you know Eddie, that's what I'm out here to prove, that I still do have what it takes to make it back to the top. And just so you know, that open challenge I laid down is open to anyone, wrestlers OR commentators.

[ Sensation turns ghostly pale, and goes silent. ]

Vic Canon - What's the matter Eddie, cat got your tongue?

The Informer - Enough guys. Speaking of your open challenge, do you have any idea as to who might have answered the challenge, if anyone at all?

TBL - I honestly have no idea, nor have I bothered to find out. That was the whole point of the open challenge. It doesn't matter to me who answers it, because I'm out here to take on all comers. In fact, I'd almost rather not know, because then I can prepare for anything that might come my way.

Vic Canon - Well, I've heard some rumors going around saying that some major players in the past aren't too happy that you are back here in the EWA, and that they could be the ones that step up to the plate. Two of the names that I have heard thrown around are Clayton Chandler and Serial Thrylla. How do you feel about the possibility of facing one of those two men, or another wrestler of their caliber?

TBL - What do I say? I say to bring it on. I may have something to prove, but I am still TBL.....The Bottom Line.....The Born Legend.........and one fierce competitor. Like I just said, an open challenge is an open challenge, and whether they are a long reigning superstar or a rookie fresh out of wrestling school, if they want to answer the call, than so be it.

Eddie Sensation - Blah blah blah.....

Vic Canon - What's that Eddie? I don't think TBL heard you.

Eddie Sensation - Nothing...nothing as all.

Vic Canon - That's what I thought. Anyway TBL, sorry for the RUDE interruption. You obviously have been training hard, and you say that you are almost where you need to be. What else do you plan on doing in order to prepare yourself for your return?

TBL - To tell you the truth Vic, while the cardiovascular and weight training work that I have been doing has been great, there is NOTHING like stepping into the ring and wrestling a match at the highest level. Until I step between those ropes and get down to business, there isn't anything I can do to completely prepare myself. The only thing I can say is that I will get myself into the proper physical condition I need to be in, and come Hellacious Halloween 3, the competitor inside of me will take over.

The Informer - This may be a touchy subject, and tell me if I am crossing the line, but does the fact that Hellacious Halloween is taking place in Madison Square Garden caused you to rush into a return prematurely? I know that you grew up walking distance from the garden, and New York City is a place that you hold dear in your heart. With the recent tragic events, do you think that maybe you've gotten caught up in the moment a little?

TBL - Hmmmm.....

[ TBL pauses for a moment, and rests his hand on his chin. ]

TBL - I'm not quite sure how to answer that. I would be lying to you if I said that Hellacious Halloween 3 won't be a huge moment for me, stepping into the arena I call home during a time like this. However, I don't feel that I have rushed my return at all. Sub-conciously or not, I have been thinking about this for a very long time now, and this is and would have been the right time to come back, no matter what the circumstances.

Vic Canon - That's understandable.

Eddie Sensation - That's understandable? You sure have a way with words don't you Vic?

The Informer - I can't take you two anywhere. Anyway TBL, we only have a minute or so left, but I just wanted to ask you one last question before we left. We know that you have your eyes on the world title that is currently held by Ethan Tyler, a man you have a strong past history with. How long will be it before you come knocking on his door looking for a shot?

TBL - Don't get me wrong, there is NOTHING I want more than to be crowned EWA World Champion, and there is NO ONE I'd rather beat for that title than Ethan Tyler, but I am in no hurry. I realize that championships aren't handed to you, they are earned. I am on the bottom of the barrel right now, and if I want to one day call myself world champion once again, I will have to work my way up the ladder, one wrestler at a time. I hope to start that climb at Hellacious Halloween 3.

The Informer - We're out of time. Thanks for giving us your time, we know that you are a busy man.

Vic Canon - And good luck at Hellacious Halloween.

Eddie Sensation - [Silence]

TBL - Thanks a lot guys, it's been a pleasure.

[ The split screen closes, and the camera focuses full screen on the announce table once again. ]

The Informer - There you have it. TBL seems ready doesn't he Vic?

Vic Canon - Absolutely. I just wonder who is going to step up to the plate and challenge him? If the rumors are correct, it could very well being Serial Thrylla or Clayton Chandler, but in the wrestling world, you never know.

Eddie Sensation - With any luck, it'll be someone carrying a machine gun.

Vic Canon - Awww, what's the matter Eddie? You sound bitter.

The Informer - Alright guys, if you are done playing pattycake with each other, we've got a show to do.

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

[ "What You Got" by Reveille blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 235 pounds, from New York, New York... the EWA International Champion, Nomad!

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

The Informer - Here comes Nomad, the EWA International Champion! I guess he's tired of Cody Covington, and wants a challenge from someone else tonight.

Vic Canon - I guess so... but I don't see how Cody Covington can let this one slip! Isn't he worried about Nomad losing the title, and then Cody's match at Hellacious Halloween be ruined?

Eddie Sensation - Wait a minute... Nomad has a mic!

Nomad - You know, I've been having a little bit of a fued going on with my friend Cody Cuntbag. Apparently, he fancies himself International Title material. Quite frankly, I don't think he should be curtain-jerking EWA house shows. But hey, the higher ups seem to think he ain't half bad, since he keeps getting his way! And since that piece of human trash is EWA International Title material, I figured everyone on the fucking roster was! So I came out here to make a special challenge to any one man out back with an EWA contract and some balls: The men in charge think you have what it takes....so come out here and show me if they're right!!!

[ Suddenly, "My Own Summer (Shove It)" by Deftones blasts through the speakers and Cody Covington walks out from behind the curtain. ]

The Informer - CODY COVINGTON!!!! CODY COVINGTON IS HERE TO ACCEPT NOMAD'S CHALLENGE!

Nomad - HEY HEY! Fuck you, buddy!!! I'm sick of your sorry ass coming out here and trying to get involved in other peoples' business! You've got your title shot at Hellacious Halloween 3, so you are NOT getting one tonight!!! PERIOD!!! So shove it up your ass like Ronny did last night, because there is NO WAY you're getting in the ring with me tonight!!!

[ Cody Covington stops in the middle of the entrance ramp. ]

Vic Canon - What a chicken shit! If he was a REAL champion, he'd defend his title tonight AND at Hellacious Halloween 3!

[ Suddenly, "Move It, Move It" by Real Da Real blasts through the speakers... ]

Eddie Sensation - What the hell is this?!

[ Ronny Garbage walks through the curtains to Nomad and Cody Covington's surprise! ]

The Informer - It's Ronny Garbage! What the hell is he doing here?!

[ Ronny has a mic, and begins speaking... ]

Ronny Garbage - Hold on a minute here boys, I have the simple solution. If my friend c4 cannot take that title away from you tonight, I don't want him to have to square off against an International Champion less Nomad at Hellacious Halloween 3. Face it Nomad, you're old news! If anyone else was to accept this rinky dink challenge of yours... they really wouldn't be challenged at all! So I'm here to make it a sure thing, saving c4's shot at the title by giving you some extra time with it. And if by some chance I do pull off a miracle and defeat you tonight claiming International gold, it will go directly to my ONLY friend on the planet Earth, "Crystal Clear" Cody Covington! You don't need to wait until the Pay-Per-View to get your ass kicked Nomad, because I'm going to do Cody a favor by doing it right here, TONIGHT on Tuesday Night HEAT!!

[ The crowd pops. ]

Ronny Garbage - A few weeks back I destroyed your dream car, TONIGHT I destroy your career!

Vic Canon - WOAH! Ronny Garbage is asking for an asskicking!

Eddie Sensation - So are you, Vic! HAHA!

Cody Covington - I don't know about this one Ronny, its the equivalent of suicide ... but if this is what you really want I'm not going to hold you back. But there is no way in hell I'm going to stay away from this, instead of watching it backstage on a monitor ... I'll be watching from ringside, taking a seat at the announce table!

The Informer - Uh oh, I smell trouble!

Nomad - So you want to come down here and find out first-hand what I do to jerk-offs who destroy my car?! FINE. Come down here and I'll show you every dictionary entry for the word "pain". However....there's one condition. If you're little butt-bandit friend C4 over there interferes in our match in ANY WAY, then I get to choose the stipulation for our title match at Hellacious Halloween 3!!!

Cody Covington - That's fine by me, I'll have to fight off EVERY urge in myself to stay off of you ... but when that bell rings after the match all bets are off! I'll be all over you like a STD infected, two-bit whore is on cock.

Vic Canon - Well well well! It looks like we have a match!

Chris Myers - On his way to the ring... standing 5'5" and weighing in at 142 pounds, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania... Ronny Garbage!

[ Cody Covington sits down at the announce table. ]

The Informer - Cody Covington! It's great to have you here!

Cody Covington - Thanks, Informer. Unfortunately, I can't say the same ... we're going to see a murder tonight on LIVE television.

Vic Canon - Cody, aren't you at all worried about Ronny Garbage?

Eddie Sensation - What's there to worried about?! He'll kick Nomad's ass! Just like Cody will at Hellacious Halloween 3!

[ Eddie laughs to himself ]

Cody Covington - I hope that wasn't a sarcastic remark, dipshit.

The Informer - Ignore him, Cody... he's a moron.

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

Vic Canon - And here we go! Nomad vs. Ronny Garbage for the EWA International Title! They lock up... Nomad pushes Ronny Garbage back into his corner! The ref asks for a break, and Nomad backs up slowly...

[ Suddenly, Ronny Garbage points behind Nomad and yells "LOOK OUT!" Nomad turns around, hoping and thinking that Cody Covington is in the ring. ]

Eddie Sensation - What the hell? Nobody's there you idiot!

The Informer - Ronny Garbage is on the top rope now! Nomad turns around... MISSILE DROPKICK BY RONNY GARBAGE!

Cody Covington - Haha! Eat it, ya dirty goth bitch.

Vic Canon - Nomad gets to his feet... Ronny Garbage bounces off the ropes... Drop Kick! And Nomad goes flying over the top rope!

Eddie Sensation - He's right here infront of us! Go kick his ass, Cody!

The Informer - Shut up Eddie! He can't do that or else Nomad gets to pick the stipulation at the Pay-Per-View!

Vic Canon - Nomad is getting to his feet now...

[ Nomad turns around, and sees Cody Covington. He leans on the table, and shoves Cody Covington! ]

Eddie Sensation - ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE THAT SHIT?!?!? KICK HIS ASS!

The Informer - LOOK OUT!!!!!!! SUICIDE DIVE BY RONNY GARBAGE!!!!!!! RONNY GARBAGE JUST TOOK OUT NOMAD!!!!! WHAT A MOVE!

Cody Covington - Eddie, lay off the instructing... I can handle myself.

Vic Canon - Damn right! Shut up Eddie!

Eddie Sensation - Eh, fuck you all.

The Informer - Ronny Garbage picks up Nomad, and throws him into the ring. Ronny rolls into the ring, and Nomad is on his feet! Ronny charges at him... CLOTHESLINE BY NOMAD!!!!

Vic Canon - Ronny Garbage goes down hard! I have a feeling this one is going to get ugly--OOH SHIT!!! THE CROSSROADS BY NOMAD!!!! WHAT A DEVASTATING FALL AWAY POWERBOMB!!!!!

Cody Covington - Come on Ronny, get up!

Eddie Sensation - Nomad has him up again... and now he's looking over to you, Cody!

Cody Covington - Yeah, if only looks could kill...

The Informer - OOH! Ronny Garbage with a quick elbow to Nomad's face! Garbage throws Nomad into the corner! NO! Nomad reverses! NO! Garbage reverses! NO! ANOTHER REVERSAL BY NOMAD!

Vic Canon - Uh oh... the referee just got squashed between Ronny Garbage and the corner! I think Ronny got his elbow up in the referee's face!

Eddie Sensation - GO CODY! NOW'S YOUR CHANCE!

Cody Covington - Shut your mouth Eddie! I've been sitting next to you for about five minutes now and I already want to slap you in the mouth, I feel bad for Vic and The Informer.

The Informer - I agree! Nomad now has Ronny Garbage hooked... look out! OOH!!! Fisherman's Buster!!!

Vic Canon - And now Nomad is coming to the outside! That's just great!

Eddie Sensation - He's going for the International Title!

Cody Covington - No he's not, you dipshit... he's got a chair! Where the hell's the referee when you need him?!

The Informer - He's out cold! Nomad's in the ring now with that chair.... Ronny Garbage is on his feet.... LOOK OUT!!!!! WHAM!!!!!!!! OH SHIT!!!! NOMAD NAILED RONNY GARBAGE!!!!!

Vic Canon - And now Nomad is taunting Cody Covington! He knows Cody can't do anything about this, so he's taunting him on purpose!

Cody Covington - You're damn right he is. That's the way Nomad works... he's a slime ball.

Eddie Sensation - You mean, A SLIMEY INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION! HAHA!

Cody Covington - He wont be after October 28th, Sensation... I suggest you go put some money on it.

The Informer - Nomad is lifting Ronny Garbage to his feet.... WHAM!!!!! ANOTHER CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD!! Ronny falls back into the corner.... WHAM!!!!!!! AND NOMAD STRIKES HIM AGAIN!!!!

Vic Canon - And Nomad finally drops the chair! He pulls Ronny Garbage to the middle of the ring.... and applies The GothLock!

Eddie Sensation - Ha! Ronny Garbage is already out cold, this hold isn't doing anything to affect him! ...wait, I'm wrong... He's turning blue! HAHAHA!!!

Cody Covington - Sensation, this is your LAST warning!

The Informer - Nomad has that GothLock on Ronny Garbage! And Ronny is already out cold! Wait... the referee is finally getting up!

Vic Canon - Nomad releases the hold... he taunts Cody Covington some more, and then puts Ronny Garbage on the top rope!

Eddie Sensation - Sorry Cody, but here comes the end of your friend!

Cody Covington - ....that's it

The Informer - NO! CODY, SIT DOWN!

Eddie Sensation - Sit down, big shot! You going to take your frustrations out on a commentator?!

[ Cody grabs Eddie Sensation by the neck, and lifts him to his feet. Cody knee's him in the stomach, and then executes a perfect Clearly Crippling on Eddie Sensation. ]

Vic Canon - CLEARLY CRIPPLING!!!!! CLEARLY CRIPPLING!!!!! CODY NAILED EDDIE WITH IT!!!!! HAHHA!! I LOVE IT!!!!!! DO IT AGAIN CODY!!!! ONE MORE TIME!!!!!!!!

The Informer - ...IN THE RING! LOOK OUT!!!!! OOH!!!!!!! JOURNEY'S END!!!! HE NAILED RONNY GARBAGE WITH IT!!!!!

Vic Canon - But he's not going for the cover! The referee is finally on his feet... and Nomad is putting Ronny Garbage back on the top rope!

The Informer - No! Don't tell me he's doing it again! ANOTHER JOURNEY'S END?!?!

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT!!!! NO!!! WAIT!!!! CODY COVINGTON JUST SHOVED NOMAD OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!!! AND THE REFEREE SAW IT!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match by disqualification, and STILL EWA International Champion, Nomad!

WINNER: Nomad by Disqualfication

The Informer - Why would Cody do that?! Now NOMAD gets to choose the stipulation for the Pay-Per-View!

Vic Canon - Well, Nomad was beating the hell out of Ronny Garbage! Cody couldn't watch any longer!

The Informer - And speaking of BEATINGS... Eddie Sensation finally got his! He's still feeling the affects of Cody Covington's Clearly Crippling!

Vic Canon - It's about time! And there goes Nomad... he's leaving with his International Title as Cody Covington attends to Ronny Garbage.

The Informer - Well fans, we're going to get some help out here for Ronny Garbage... and then pour a bucket of water on Eddie Sensation... we'll be right back!

[ We go backstage where Rachel Stevens is waiting by. ]

Rachel Stevens - We are a few moments away from talking to the EWA Tag Team champion "Thundergod" Leon Sharpe... he should be coming in at anytime.

[ We see Sharpe walk out with a cup in one hand, with Eijiah Akeem and Kareem Muhammad carrying the tag team title belts. ]

Kareem Muhammad - Oh.. American woman... stay away from me.. you are showing too much.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Eijiah, Kareem.. good job carrying those belts. Now, give me the belts back.

Eijiah Akeem - Okay... why did you make us do that?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Don't question me. Just do it.

[ Akeem and Muhammad hand the belts over to Sharpe. Who puts the belts on his Shoulders. ]

Kareem Muhammad - Thunderallah, what do we do now? I do not like cameras. Stagefright.. ayyye!

[ Kareem hides his face into the stomach of Rachel Stevens. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Campaneros, leave the room.

[ Akeem and Muhammad reluctantly leave the room. ]

Rachel Stevens - That is pretty weird..

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Yeah.. I hope it doesn't go to my head. Although Kareem is pretty good when it comes to getting through the concession lines, I'm sure he knows some people working there. Anyways Racquel..

Rachel Stevens - It's Rachel.. now, Thundergod. You are moments away from stepping into the ring with Holden Raines and the EWA World Champion Ethan Tyler... what do you think about that?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Rachel.. Holden and Ethan are two very dangerous men, as they teamed up to beat on Anthryn, as they teamed up to beat on Tacky Tortez, they showed that time in and time out, they are connected at the testicle. Both of them should realize that they may have been able to beat up those other two idiots, but that is as hard as beating the Cowboys. Both of them should realize that they are stepping into the ring with the Tag Team champion, and that it may take more than two of them to beat one of me. My record stands clear on this, I had my eye gouged and I still fought on until I got hit by a car, I've demolished eight teams, I don't care how old or untalented they may be, but beating all of them is still not easy.

[ Sharpe smirks a bit. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - The last time I stepped into the ring with the EWA World Champion, it was May 30th, 2000, Clinton was the President and I was set for an EWA title match, it was "The Franchise" Chris Jericho against me. I hit him with the Hacknife, when some pain caused me to slowly cover the putz Champion, then, Tom Stone came out and SCREWED ME OUT OF THE EWA WORLD TITLE!

[ Sharpe breathes for a bit. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Now, I have the chance to beat on another putz Champion, Ethan Tyler and Ethan's good buddy, the EWA Television champion Holden Raines. Holden, always always trust in a few things, first off, trust that your belt would get you $4.50 at a pawn shop. Second, trust that you won your belt the good ol American way, by standing behind a man and taking it. At least I won my belt in without having to jump someone and at least I don't have to partner up with someone to fight battles.

[ Sharpe winks to the camera. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - As for Ethan, you beat Johnny Hardcore, bravo! I did that also, two years ago. You won the EWA world title, congratulations on being in the right place at the right time. You want the EWA Tag Team titles, no dice Ethan. Ethan, you may accomplish much but until the day that you lay dying, you will not have a pin over the Thundergod. That is pretty much proven.

[ Sharpe cracks his knuckles. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - You two want to take my belts and my pride. Well, you can try to take my belts but you will not succeed that easily, first off, you have people angry at you. Second off, you have to pin me. I should note one thing, I have not been pinned in the EWA for a very very long time and that will not change.

Rachel Stevens - Thundergod.. I am gonna have to cut you off. You have a call and we're putting it on the speakerphone.

[ A phone is handed to Sharpe. ]

[ Rob DiMarco is standing by looking a wee bit nervous with Holden Raines and Ethan Tyler ]

Rob DiMarco - Tonight, Ethan Tyler and Holden Raines look to take tag team gold away from Leon Sharpe, what kind of thoughts are running through your head?

Ethan Tyler - Do you know how easy this is going to be? I remember Sharpe back from his punk bitch days, and you know what's changed? NOTHING. ONCE A PUNK BITCH, ALWAYS A PUNK BITCH.

Rob DiMarco - Holden, what were you doing with that bat to Arthryn tonight?!

Holden Raines - .......

[ Raines doesn't answer, as DiMarco looks frustrated... ]

Rob DiMarco - Ethan, what happens if you two win the belts tonight?

Holden Raines - Do you know how stupid that question is DiMarco?

Rob DiMarco - I. I..

Holden Raines - NEVER ask a question that STUPID again. If you even think about asking either of us that..

[ Raines cocks back to hit DiMarco and Ethan grabs Holden's arm. He pats him on the shoulder, grabs DiMarco's shoulder and pushes him off camera. ]

Ethan Tyler - LEON SHARPE! YOU THINK YOU'RE SOME KIND OF GOD!? DO YOU DARE TO BLASPHEMIZE MY KIND!? TONIGHT I WILL BRING YOUR ASS DOWN, AND WE WILL TAKE YOUR BELTS! And let me ask you Sharpe...