[ We are looking through a locker room door, as a man sits, his back to the camera. Moments later, a man appears at the door. ]

Crew Member - Tiki Tortez, I was asked by Tom Stone to inform you that you are in no match tonight.

[ The crowd pops as they see Tiki Tortez turn around, a gloom look on his face. ]

Tiki Tortez - He said I'm not fighting tonight?

Crew Member - Uh... yes he did.

Tiki Tortez - Pffft... We'll see about that.

[ Tortez stands up, finishes lacing his boots and exits through the door as we cut back to the announcers. ]

Eddie Sensation - What was that all about?

The Informer - I don't know, but I think we're going to find out soon.

[ The Video wall fades in, showing footage of Holden Raines behind bars. As the royal Canadian mounted police (George and Herb) are reading their morning paper.... ]

Eddie Sensation - Look at him! He's dying of malnutrition!

The Informer - WILL YOU STOP?!

[ George walks over to Holden, and hands him a cup of coffee... ]

Vic Canon - Since when did inmates get the royal treatment? This is ridiculous.

[ Holden takes a sip, and flips his hair out of his eyes... ]

Holden Raines - Hey George, what time is it?

George - 5 past 7 in the morning, Holden.

Holden Raines - [Under his breath] Almost time...

[ From beyond the cameras sight walks in a mysterious figure. The figure has a long cloak over his head, covering his entire body. The figure's voice is hard to make out... ]

Cloaked Figure - He's been bailed.

Herb - Excuse me???! I haven't heard from the bondsmen yet.

Cloaked Figure - He's been bailed.

[ The cloaked figure touches Herb... ]

Herb - He's been bailed.

The Informer - WHAT THE HELL??!

Vic Canon - What is this, Return of the Jedi??!

[ Herb looks at George, and George pulls out his keys and unlocks Holden's cell... ]

George - Good luck to you, Mr. Raines.

The Informer - MR. RAINES??!!

[ Holden pats George on the shoulder and walks out of his cell. He joins the cloaked figure at the other end of the room, and grabs his long leather jacket from Herb... ]

Holden Raines - What took you so long?

Cloaked Figure - I told you. Delay.

Holden Raines - I have to get to Vancouver in 12 hours. Ready?

Cloaked Figure - I can't go with you, you know that.

Holden Raines - Right. Ok, I'll call upon you when the time comes.

[ Raines and the Cloaked Figure walk out of the mounted police department. Raines going one way, and the Cloaked Figure going the other. The video wall fades to black. ]

The Informer - That was disturbing. Who was that guy?

Vic Canon - Ethan Tyler, maybe?

The Informer - I don't think so, Vic.

Eddie Sensation - Who cares who it was! The Rainmaker lives and he's free!! FREE, I TELL YA!!!

[ All of a sudden, The EWA theme plays and out walks Tom Stone to a huge pop. The owner struts towards the ring, looking happy as all hell. He gets in and grabs a mic from Chris Myers... ]

Eddie Sensation - What's this about? Why does he have to interrupt such a great time ALL THE TIME?

The Informer - Maybe if you shut up, we'd find out.

[ Stone paces a bit, smiling from ear-to-ear... ]

Tom Stone - You know, there's been one constant nagging itch in the EWA since early September...

Eddie Sensation - He should get that treated.

Vic Canon - Stop it!

Tom Stone - ....and his name is Holden Raines!

[ The crowd boos heavily. Stone looks around in an agreement with the crowd... ]

Tom Stone - Yes, well that all comes to an end tonight!

[ Big pop ]

Tom Stone - It's time to permanently scratch the itch from my ass, and here's how I'm doing it...

[ Stone struts a bit around the ring... ]

Tom Stone - If Holden Raines doesn't show up at the arena tonight...

[ We go to the back where "Thundergod" Leon Sharpe is walking into the building. A staffer with three watches on his wrist runs up to Sharpe. ]

Staffer - Thundergod! You're late!

[ Sharpe rolls his eyes and continues walking. ]

Staffer - If you don't turn around, I'll kick and scream...

[ Sharpe glances back at the staffer and continues walking. ]

Staffer - Aren't you gonna do anything about it?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Nope...

Staffer - Damnit.. you're no fun anymore!

[ Sharpe glances back at the staffer, who is on his knees shaking his head in disappointment. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - So.. how do you tell time anyways with those three watches?

[ Staffer points at the watch closest to his wrist. ]

Staffer - This watch is 10 minutes fast.. the watch in the middle is 20 minutes slow, the third watch stopped at 2 PM. I subtract the 10 by the 20, I divide the reminder and I multiply by 2

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - So, What time is it?

[ The Staffer pulls out a fourth watch. ]

Staffer - 5:45

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I gotta go off and prepare for a match, I can't have somebody holding me up. Lookee, I will be beating on Omega and Alpha.

[ Sharpe walks off. ]

[ The wind is calm, the air has a brisk November chill, and most of the fans in attendance have already taken their seat. Few actually remain outside, but those who do for whatever reason are startled upon noticing the sudden appearance of a beat up black El Camino. The car is loud, and pulls up from nowhere. Blasting from the inside is the sound of trumpets and vague Spanish singing. The locals are beginning to take note of this car, and begin wondering who its occupant is. The car door flies open, and out steps a scrawny short mexican guy. His facial features are unknown, because he's wearing a black vale, the kind widows wear at their husband's funeral. The individual leaves his car illegally parked and begins to scurry toward the arena. As he arrives at the gates the security guard gives him a questioning look. ]

Security Guard - Can I help you with something?

Mexican Guy - Yes, I need to have a word with Tom Stone. So if you wouldn't mind, do you think I could get by and pay him a visit?

Security Guard - Nope.

Mexican Guy - I don't mean to be pushy or word good sir, but I'm an old friend of his. Well, my old employer was an old friend of his. I'm here to speak to Tom on my old employer's behalf. It's somewhat hard to explain, so do you think I could get in to see him?

Security Guard - Nope.

Mexican Guy - Please, don't be such a hard ass about it bro. Just give is some thought. I'm not dangerous, I'm not here to cause trouble, I just want to talk to Mr. Tom Stone.

Security Guard - Nope.

Mexican Guy - Then what's it going to take for me to get in and talk to him?

Security Guard - Buy a ticket, like everyone else. At least then you can get into the arena and watch the show. But as for visiting Mr. Stone himself, well, that'll likely take more effort. You'll probably need to schedule an appointment.

Mexican Guy - Well, this is a house show right? So tickets shouldnt be too expensive right?

Security Guard - Depends on your seats I would imagine. I'll bet they average around fifty bucks.

Mexican Guy - W-w-w-w-w-what?!? Who do I look like, Antonio Banderas?! Who the hell carries fifty dollars around with them! Ha! I'm not some millionaire.

Security Guard - Fifty dollars isnt that much...

Mexican Guy - HA! I'd expect to hear that from an upperclass snob such as yourself! Well, low class peasants like me just can't afford some of YOUR luxuries. I kick dirt in your direction, you cold hearted lizard!

[ The Mexican guy begins kicking dirt at the Security Guard. The Guard doesnt flinch, he just looks down at his feet, and then back up at the Mexican Guy. ]

Mexican Guy - Yeah...sorry about that.

[ The Security Guard shakes his head. ]

Security Guard - What did you say your name was?

Mexican Guy - My name is Santoro.

Security Guard - Santoro...that name sounds vaguely familiar.

Santoro - Well it should, I used to work for the EWA about a year and a half ago. I was the manager of one of the greatest EWA wrestlers ever to grace the ring.

Security Guard - OH YEAH!! I remember you! You were Zed's manager...well, you were more of his stupid ass lackey! Hot Damn!! What in the world are you doing back here?! And why the sudden interest in Tom Stone.

Santoro - Well, if you escort me to Mr. Stone personally, you'll see what my visit is all about.

Security Guard - Sounds like a deal, follow me.

[ The Security Guard leads Santoro into the arena, toward the corporate section of the building. ]

[ We go to the backstage area with Rob DiMarco as Howell towers over him in the background. ]

Rob DiMarco - Ladies and gentlemen...I am here with Howell, and I was wondering...this is your first match since your return two weeks ago on Heat. How do you feel about your opponent, Chris Canton?

Howell - Rob, I came back two weeks ago, after the EWA just lost contact of me after the Family Reunion pay per-view. The last time I was here, I was headlining the show...now I'm just a filler on the show. I mean...come on...CHRIS FUCKING CANTON! Are you serious? Has this guy won a match?! Jesus, I mean this is a kind of comeback match for me to get back into things, but I expected a little more than this. Oh well...Stone puts me against this jagoff...don't blame me if I snap a couple bones and he sues the company with a multi-million dollar lawsuit.

Rob DiMarco - I just wanted to ask you about your return a few weeks ago. I wanted to know what you meant when you said you had some "unfinished business" and were here to "help a friend.

Howell - Well...first off...that return, the EWA had nothing to do with that. After Family Reunion I sat my ass on the couch, collected my paycheck, and waited for the offices to call. But unsurprisingly it never happened. So I got sick of waiting around for the bastards to give me a call. So I showed up and just did what I wanted to do. Now with those two quotes you took from my "promo", I'll say I'm not gonna answer your questions right now. I mean...well with the "unfinished business", you should understand what I mean. I have been talking about this for the past year, because I don't get enough of it for the decent job I think I've done hurting people...and that is getting some respect. I've always said that is more important than a strap of leather with tin glued onto it. But I'm sick of talking about it...because in a few minutes I won't need words to preach my message. But on "helping a friend"...Robby...I guess I'll leave everyone in the dark on that one...so without any further ado, time for Chris Canton to add another loss to his record.

Rob DiMarco - Thank you Howell, and good luck in your match tonight.

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. ]

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

Chris Myers - And his opponent... 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. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Howell slides into the ring! Canton swings with a clothesline! Howell ducks!

Vic Canon - ......MALICIOUS INTENT!!!!!! MALICIOUS INTENT!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - CANTON IS GOING DOWN!

The Informer - And he taps out!

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

WINNER: Howell w/ Malicious Intent by Submission

Vic Canon - Damn, that was quick!

Eddie Sensation - I smell something burning... what? It's Chris Canton's EWA career?! HAHAHA!

The Informer - Ummm..... ANYWAY.... lets send it backstage...

[ Rob DiMarco is standing outside in the freezing cold as he awaits the arrival of Sakyo Kyuma here in the General Motors Place in Vancouver, B.C. Last week on Tuesday Night Heat Sakyo defeated "The Future" Jay Flash after Flash was disqualified for using a steel chair three times to Sakyo's head, and one time on the referee who warned him not to do it. So Rob is awaiting Kyuma's arrival to get a head start onto what is going to happen here tonight. So far Sakyo has not yet showed up. However we will take you live to the commentators at ring side who have something to say. ]

The Informer - Leave it to me to let you in on this one folks. As you've all been watching Rob awaiting the arrival of Sakyo, something strange is going on in the crowd, as fans cheer for some unknown figure standing amongst them.

Eddie Sensation - Its probably just some jack off in the crowd getting all the peons riled up, we don't need to be checking out this crap.

Vic Canon - Eddie, we really need to check this out so shut your mouth. Folks, lets take a look in the crowd.

[ The camera pans through the crowd and suddenly the lights FLASH and darkness is cast throughout the arena. As they come back on, the song "Parabol" by TOOL begins to play as the camera shows the giant screen. On it is an M wrapped in barbwire, with the words Lord…and Guardian of Darkness… underneath it. Suddenly lights flash and the camera is pointed to a man in the crowd wearing a long black trench coat. Under it is a black shirt with an M on it similar to the one on the screen in the arena. His tights are long and black, with some kind of anarchist symbol on the side of 'em, along with black boots that have built on shin pads. Suddenly lights FLASH again, the music stops, and everything is back to its present state before... ]

Vic Canon - What the hell was that? Informer, give me some damn answers!!

The Informer - Well Vic… I think I remember that logo from somewhere… but …

Eddie Sensation - Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I don't care what you think. Its all B.S. and this man who thinks he's a new member of the EWA needs to get the hell out before I go up there and get rid of him myself.

The Informer - I think there was a message there for someone Eddie. Never know, maybe it's you! Hopefully we can get more on this throughout the night.

Eddie Sensation - What the hell next huh?!?

[ Rob DiMarco is shown still awaiting Sakyo's arrival as Heat goes into a commercial break. ]

[ We go to the back where we see Thundergod Leon Sharpe lacing up white boots with a black stripe around the laces, while in a white singlet and red elbowpads. Nearby is Shawn Vinson, who is holding a hand over his face. ]

Shawn Vinson - Can I move my hand yet?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - No.

Shawn Vinson - I think I know that you will be facing the champs.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Damn Shawn.. what else do you have to reveal? I suspect that the Pope is Catholic also.

Shawn Vinson - I'd hope so. But, you could face Omega and Alpha.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Uh huh...

Shawn Vinson - Alpha and Doe

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Yeah..

Shawn Vinson - Or Omega and Doe. They can defend those belts whichever way. I guess they loved the Triad, or they need three men to beat you.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - Did that woman ever get a name?

Shawn Vinson - I don't know.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - At least it's justified for me to finally nail her good across the face. I'm no woman beater, I do believe in the ERA, I believe that a woman should get the same things that a man gets. Maybe I will wait until after I beat on Omega and Alpha and maybe even Doe, all three of them are blind mice, blind to reality and sense. Blind to the fact that their title reign is a transition back to me holding MY belts again.

[ Sharpe smirks for a bit and we fade to black. ]

Rachel Stevens - I'm here with "The Hustler" Marty Delaney just moments before his match with "Enigma" Quentin Fitzpatrick! Hustler, last week, you brutally defeated Jimmy Blood in an Extreme Rules Match. This week, a standard match with Enigma. This time you have to play by the rules, will this affect your strategy in this match?

The Hustler - Honestly, I could care less. Rules or no rules, I'm come into a match with the goal of winning in mind. Instead of chairs and pipes, I'll be using my fists and my mind as weapons tonight against Enigma, and they're just as deadly.

Rachel Stevens - If you score the pin tonight, you'll have yourself a nice little win streak and only a few weeks until Rage In A Cage 3. What can you do to ensure you have a spot on the PPV card?

The Hustler - I just have to keep doing what I'm doing now, and not stop. I'm loving what I'm doing now, and that's showing the young punks what it really takes to be a star in this fed. And at the same time, I'm slowly climbing back into the spotlight. It's a win-win situation. Pretty damn soon, everyone will have to take notice of what I'm accomplishing.

Rachel Stevens - Any final words before I let you go?

The Hustler - Sure do...

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

[ "Crush 'Em" by Megadeth blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'10" and weighing in at 311 pounds, from Charlotte, North Carolina, "Enigma" Quentin Fitzpatrick!

[ "Enigma" Quentin Fitzpatrick steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Walk" by Pantera blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'3" and weighing in at 233 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, "The Hustler" Marty Delaney!

[ "The Hustler" Marty Delaney steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - They lock up!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!! THE DISSOLUTION!

Eddie Sensation - What the hell?! Isn't that his big move?!

The Informer - Yes it is! He covers Enigma... 1.... 2.... 3!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match.... "The Hustler" Marty Delaney!

WINNER: "The Hustler" Marty Delaney w/ The Dissolution by Pinfall

Vic Canon - What the hell is going on? These matches are pretty short and quick.

Eddie Sensation - Shows how much these so called "superstars" work, doesn't it?

The Informer - Damn right, Eddie. Everything they earn in the EWA comes from hard work! And it's pretty obvious that Enigma did shit all this week.

Vic Canon - Yup.

Eddie Sensation - Now, for some BETTER entertainment, lets go backstage!

[ We return to our old friend Santoro, who is being lead around by the arena Security Guard. ]

Santoro - Excuse my asking...but where are we?

Security Guard - I don't know. I think we're lost.

Santoro - Now, stop me if I sound rude, but shouldn't you have some sort of knowledge of the layout of the building you work in...seeing as how you're a security guard?

Security Guard - Logic would have you think that, now wouldn't it?

Santoro - So...what're we going to do?

Security Guard - Looks like we'll have to retrace our steps a little bit. I'm sure sooner or later we'll come across Tom's office.

Santoro - Whatever you say.

[ The two continue walking through the dark arena halls, searching for Tom Stone. ]

[ Rob DiMarco is still shown awaiting Sakyo's arrival here to the Arena in this lovely country of Canada. Suddenly a man steps out of a limo with long black hair and a luggage bag. As he turns around, it is none other than Sakyo Kyuma in a dark blue trench coat. Underneath it is a black shirt that says Genjutsushi! For tights, it's the regular Japanese martial arts fighting style tights, along with tabi's on the feet to set the look. As he walks in, he totally ignores the presence of Rob DiMarco. Rob just follows him and gets right into his face before Kyuma walks into his locker room. ]

Rob DiMarco - Sakyo, last week you took a wicked beating at the hands of Jay Flash after giving an exceptional show for us all. My question is, what's next?

Sakyo Kyuma - God damnit. Can't you people ever leave anyone alone? I got a match to take care of tonight for the EWA Television title. I don't got time for this bullshit.

[ Rob looks at Sakyo totally devastated. Sakyo looks back, and cuts him off to say something on his own. ]

Sakyo Kyuma - Rob, all I can say is that Jay Flash gave his all, and his all was still not enough. Tonight, I stand here in a solid stance ready to behead him for what its worth. Its one thing to beat a man in a wrestling match, but its different when it comes to attacking him with large objects Jay. You want the Extreme. You want a man who can get into the ring and stand before you, take every blow you have, and give it right back. Jay, I am that man. But I think there is more to the story because I know a good man who would love to go to the Extreme for any reason necessary. But Jay, I hope you have eyes behind the back of your head because I am pissed off, pissed on by your cowardliness, and ready to take your life. I'm coming for you like I'm going after Arthryn tonight for the Television Title and I wont stop until I get my hands on you.

Rob DiMarco - Are you challenging Jay Flash to a Hardcore Match?

[ Sakyo looks at him with a shocked look, but turns it quickly into a grin and begins to speak ]

Sakyo Kyuma - Hardcore? I think we need something a little more extreme if you ask me. Jay, I want to dislocate every bone you have in your body with just a single strike of my open palm. Inside of me there is a fury that heats the core of demise. Contriving over what I can do to you has drawn me past my own psychological limit. You, Jay, have crossed the line with me. A line that starts a path of blood… Your blood… On my hands… Jay, your being stalked… by the ultimate of predators.

Rob DiMarco - So does this mean it's a challenge or what?!?!?

[ Suddenly the microphone is cut off. Lights flash again and the camera comes straight back to the ringside area. The lights go off and the song "Parabol" by TOOL begins to play. Suddenly the lights flash and an M wrapped in barbwire once again re-appears on the giant screen as the same man as earlier in the night appears in the crowd. The lights flash again and everything stops. The man has disappeared and the camera goes out back to Rob DiMarco who is looking in Sakyo's locker room looking for him. Oddly enough, Sakyo is no where around at all. ]

Rob DiMarco - Folks, I don't know what happened here. One minute Sakyo is here, and now he is gone. He seemed to have left during this odd occurrence. The only thing that gets me is what Sakyo was getting to. Was Sakyo challenging Jay? Will Jay accept this somewhat open challenge. Let's wait and see what happens. Hopefully we will get word before the night is over.

[ "God Send Death" by Slayer blares from the announcement system, as the audience in attendance fill the arena with a sea off boos. After a short while, Jay Flash steps out from behind the curtain, as a bright white flash sparks. As soon as the light dies down, the arena sinks into darkness, apart from a spotlight that follows Jay Flash to the ring. ]

[ The young wrestler is currently decked out in his ring-attire of black leather pants, black boots, and black shoot fighting gloves. His long brown hair, seemingly perpetually wet, hangs to his shoulders and covers his face slightly. ]

[ Once at the ring, Flash climbs the steps, and flips over the top rope, as the arena lights rise back up. He calls for a microphone, and stands in the center of the ring, waiting for the jeers to die down. Around a minute passes, before Flash shouts at the still-booing crowd. ]

"The Future" Jay Flash - SHUT THE HELL UP!

[ Of course, this only provokes the crowd more, so, tired of waiting, Flash takes a seat on a top turnbuckle. With an angry look upon his face, Flash hangs his head down. Yet more time passes, and the crowd finally begins to settle. Flash jumps down, and begins to circle the ring, seemingly agitated, and speaks to the spectators. ]

"The Future" Jay Flash - Now that you slack-jawed jackasses have quieted down, I finally get a chance to talk.

[ Yet more boos from the crowd, though this time Flash just ignores them and carries on. ]

"The Future" Jay Flash - Now, most of you should remember my inception into this piece of crap federation just a few weeks ago. I say "should" since, well, you're not the brightest of countries now are you? Anyway, for those of you that do remember, I initially discussed with you a certain "Him". A person whom I believed in. A person whom I trusted. A man I was willing to give my future, if you'll excuse the pun, too. That man let me down. And furthermore, he let you down. I wanted to be like him so much. He was my idol. Without him, pfft, what's the point? There's your answer people, that's why I turned my back on you all. You don't even deserve to utter my name.

[ The noise from the crowd is now overwhelming, completely overshadowing Jay's speech. He continues, yet has to shout to be heard. ]

"The Future" Jay Flash - OH, AND FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE WONDERING, THE MAN WHO I REFER TO HASN'T BEEN CATCHING MUCH PREY FOR A GOOD LONG WHILE. AND HE CALLS HIMSELF A PREDATOR?

[ Some fans realize the hint, and change their boos to faint cheers, yet most continue to add to the hostile atmosphere. ]

"The Future" Jay Flash - WHY? WELL, YOUR BELOVED ROB TRAXLER HAS LEFT YOU ALL TO ROT, THAT'S WHY. THAT PIECE OF SHIT HAS.

[ Blackout. ]

[ Rob DiMarco is standing outside Divine's locker room. He takes a deep breathe then balls up his fist and raises his hand to knock on the door, but it swings open and out steps Divine! DiMarco takes a few steps back as Divine comes towards him wearing a Matt Daniels T-Shirt and bright red lip stick. ]

Rob DiMarco - Hello Divine...I...

Divine - Dont speak Rob on the Cob....I know why you're here....

Rob DiMarco - Yes, I was wondering what your thoughts were on having to take on the Fabulosos Bastardos in a handicap match.

Divine - Ooooh Robbie...I love your spanish accent. And let me correct you Rob, it's not a handicap match I'm involved in tonight...it's a tag team match!

Rob DiMarco - How is it a tag team match? You dont have a partner!

Divine - You idiot.....I'M A TAG TEAM WRESTLER!!!!! THAT MAKES IT A TAG TEAM MATCH!!!!!!!!! I AM A TAG TEAM WRESTLER!!!! DO YOU GET IT?!?!?! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rob DiMarco - .........

Divine - VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!! VICTORY!!!!!!!! VICTORY!!!!!!!!!!

[ Divine runs down the hallway as fast as he can leaving Rob DiMarco with a strange look on his face, as if he's almost checking out Divine while he's running down the hallway. ]

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

[ "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. ]

[ "When Doves Cry" by Prince blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And their opponent... standing 6'8" and weighing in at 335 pounds, from Hollywood, Divine!

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

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Here we go! Its one man against two!

Vic Canon - But that one man is taller than both of the other two put together!

Eddie Sensation - Ha! It's true! That's why it's funny!

The Informer - DIVINE WITH A DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! The Bastardos get up.... DOUBLE DDT!

Vic Canon - They get up again... Divine PILEDRIVES SENOR X! Capitan Loco gets up... POWERBOMB!

Eddie Sensation - Divine is looking pretty good so far!

The Informer - According to Divine, he's a one man team! Much like Leon Sharpe's proclaimations! Divine lifts them both to their feet...

Vic Canon - He throws Senor X into one corner! He throws Capitan Loco into the other! LOOK OUT! BRONCO BUSTER ON SENOR X! He gets up.... BRONCO BUSTER FOR CAPITAN LOCO!

Eddie Sensation - I think that excited Divine!

The Informer - He lifts Senor X to his feet.... DIVINE INTERVENTION! LOCO IS UP! WHAM! DIVINE INTERVENTION!

Vic Canon - It's over! Divine covers both men! 1...... 2....... 3!

Eddie Sensation - The gay man wins!

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

WINNER: Divine w/ Divine Intervention by Pinfall

The Informer - Divine is very impressive against Fabulosos Los Bastardos, as he picks up a handicap win!

Vic Canon - Divine said that he was a one man gang... I think he's got a few believers after that match!

Eddie Sensation - Not me, that's for sure.

The Informer - Lets go backstage.

[ Fade into a shot of the backstage area. A bruised, battered, and bloody Jay Flash is seen trawling back and forth, tugging at his own hair. Clearly distressed, he is caught talking to himself. ]

Jay Flash - Everyone. Out to get me... Must hurt everyone.... Need Bloodshed. No hope for me now, mother! Not even Saint John the Baptist can save me now! I'll show them. I'll show them all. They'll all feel this pain. Oh, how it burns. Oh Christ, does it burn. But they'll feel it. Traxler. he'll feel it the most. I'll break every bone in his body. Speaking gibberish? What do you mean? No hope. Must hurt them.

[ Flash, clearly in an abnormal state of distress is apparently having a conversation with himself. Still tugging at his hair, he pulls so hard that some falls out, leaving more blood to flow from his scalp. He lets out a shattering scream, but then sees the blood. He runs his finger through it, and slowly licks it. This leads him to let out a maniacal laugh. What is going on in his head? How can anyone know, even Flash? ]

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

[ "Everything Ends" by Slipknot blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'5" and weighing in at 257 pounds, from East Strousburg, Pennsylvania, Jimmy Blood!

[ Everyone waits, but Jimmy Blood doesn't come out. ]

Eddie Sensation - Where the hell is he?

The Informer - Fans! Rob DiMarco is backstage! Over to you Rob!

Rob DiMarco - Thanks guys. I'm awaiting "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D..... He's supposed to meet me for an interview. He hasn't shown yet. I'll get back to you guys as soon as he arrives.....



Vic Canon - Well, you heard it here fans Vinny D is not here yet. He's late for his match....

The Informer - The ref just motioned something to Chris Myers.

Eddie Sensation - Where's Vinny D? It's not like him to not be here...

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

Chris Myers - Ladies and gentlemen... both wrestlers have failed to show up tonight, therefore this match has been ruled a No Contest!

RESULT: No Contest

The Informer - This is very strange fans. I don't know wheret he hell either of these two are.

Vic Canon - Jimmy Blood is probably crying backstage... most likely to Tom Stone, like he always does.

Eddie Sensation - Ha! That is sooooooooooo true!

The Informer - Well fans, we'll keep you updated on this sit--

Vic Canon - Guys Vinny D is in the back..... He just got here. We know his match was thrown out cause he didn't show, but he's here now.

[ Vinny D walks into the arena casually with nothing in his hands. He steps through the doors and looks forward as he walks on towards the dressing room area. A crew worker notices him and walks towards him ]

Crewman - Scuse me Mr. Outlaw....

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - What?

Crewman - Well, I'm one of the new guys here, I just started a couple of weeks ago....

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - And of course this affects my life how?

Crewman - You missed your match tonight, and I ju....

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Match? I didn't have a match this week.

Crewman - Yes you did. I gave the notice to your personal assistant last week. I came to your dressing room with the notice and you weren't there. But a rather huge man was there and he said he'd take it and get it to you. If I remember correctly he told me to call him, D? Ya that's it. D.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - D? Jesus you fucking moron..... I should hit you...... HARD!!

[ Vinny D walks off abruptly ]

Rob DiMarco - Guys, I'll say it in the most plain and simlple way... Dino is supposed to be here, and he's not. Hopefully he shows up at ringside. Back to you guys.

Rachel Stevens - M.U.D. you are about to head back into the ring with Dino Delsante again, in a rematch from the pay per view. What are your intentions for going to this match up?

M.U.D. - Do you remember the first time you talked to me how scared you were? Do you remember how silent I was, how frightening I was?

[ She looks down and tries to think. M.U.D. puts his hands o his waist and looks to her. ]

M.U.D. - It doesn’t matter Rachel. You have grown up. You are a stronger woman because of your encounter with me. You should thank me...

Rachel Stevens - Excuse me, but I have always been a strong woman! I’ve been working here as an interviewer for quite a few years, and not many women can last that long before they quit and go back to something less stressful!

[ M.U.D. takes a huge breath, and snaps his hand around her jaw and pulls her towards his face. The camera zooms in closely. ]

M.U.D. - Don’t you ever talk to me like that again. You do not know what I am capable of. You still do not know who I am Ms. Stevens. I, STILL, know how you are, because now I am creating you.. If you ever THINK about reacting in a manner such as that, I will know it. Don’t EVER... EVER do that again. Or you will be punished like your mother and father never did.

[ He sticks out his tongue, and waves it in front of her face, still held closely to his. He reaches his tongue out and licks up her lips. She tries to gasp but M.U.D. tightens his grip on her jaw. ]

M.U.D. - You will learn to respect me woman. Who else calls you a woman? Nobody. To them you are a bitch. But you are my bitch. And because you are MY bitch, and I CREATE the new Rachel Stevens, I will use you as the experiment. You will redefine yourself, and contribute your passions to me. And you will... love it..

Rachel Stevens - [Hesitantly] But what about your match?

M.U.D. - You will attract to me before I am through with him. You will believe, and then you will be..

[ He pushes her head back in a whiplash form and lets go of her jaw. She covers in fear. ]

M.U.D. - ......Free........

[ The picture fades in, but it is all in green. Dino Delsante can be seen, however he is a bright green color due to the starlight lens that helps to make darkness visible. ]

Dino Delsante - Ah, the magic of home theater. This ought to be fun.

[ He sets the camera on something stationary. ]

Dino Delsante - Here he comes.

[ Suddenly, M.U.D. falls through the trap door. Immediately, Delsante begins to pound on him with taped fists. ]

Dino Delsante - NEVER SAW THIS COMING, DID YOU, DIRT?

[ Dino picks up a chair and brings it down hard on M.U.D.'s head. M.U.D. is out cold. ]

Dino Delsante - I'd like to have a word with you, Muddy.

[ Dino moves him to a platform…the one he stands on as he rises to the ring. His music, "Alive" begins to play. He hits a button and smoke begins to rise. This is the last thing we can see as the smoke makes it impossible for the camcorder to pick anything up. ]

Eddie Sensation - Unbelievable! Stone better fine him or something!

Vic Canon - DiMarco is standing by with "The Cornerstone." Rob?

Rob DiMarco - Dino! What provoked that vicious attack?

Dino Delsante - Don't be stupid, Rob. This happens every week. What? Because I'm a fan favorite, I'm supposed to let things happen to me? No way. In fact, I have a message for M.U.D.. You wanted a match on Heat? You've got one. Next week, you and I will face in a tag team match. My partner will be none other than "The Hustler" Marty Delaney. And according to this contract, your partner will be the big ol' Hack himself, "The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe. See you next week, boys.

[ Dino steps into his rented Mustang and pulls out of the arena parking garage. ]

The Informer - Ladies and gentlemen we are watching live footage of Vinny D who is currently walking around backstage.

Eddie Sensation - And look... there's no Tabitha. HA HA HA!

Vic Canon - Please, Eddie, what that man has done in the last month is down right dispicable.

[ "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D walks past the security check in, into the backstage of the arena. He finds a man with a clip board. ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Where the hell is my locker room?

Stagehand - Uhh.. whats.. wha.. whats your name?

[ Vinny D looks at the man then points at his chest. ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - WHAT DOES THIS SHIRT SAY!

Stagehand - [Scanning down his list on the clipboard.] Right... Outlaw... Outlaw.. here it is... Room 3B... take this hallway till it T's then take a left.

[ Vinny D shoves past the stagehand and makes his way down the hall. The stagehand falls down and Vinny D laughs as he walks away. ]

Stagehand - You're welcome.... asshole.

The Informer - Just another exampple of how low Vinny D is.

Eddie Sensation - Where the hell is Vinny D's locker room and why should he have to walk.. he should have a personal golf cart driving him around.

[ Vinny D walks down the hall leading to his dressing room. ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - [Reading the room numbers] 1B.... 2B...... here it is... 3B. HEY WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!?? Who's horrible idea of a joke is this!?

[ The camera pans around to a shot of the door nailed to it is a bent license plate with the letters "OUTLAWVD" on it. Spray painted across the door are the letters... ]

The Informer - B D D! Could it be? Big Daddy Deuce?

Eddie Sensation - There is no way! Vinny D single handedly destroyed him... he hasn't been seen since....

Vic Canon - Vinny D doesn't seem to happy about this.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - When I find the piece of crap that did this... I'm gonna bust some heads!!

[ Vinny tosses his bag to the ground and finds the closest stagehand. ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - WHO DID THIS? Did you see who did this to my door?

Stagehand #2 - N..n..n...no sir.

[ Vinny D grabs him and pulls him to his door. ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - I want you to walk through this door... look around and tell me that there is no one in there. Okay? OKAY!?

Stagehand #2 - OKAY!

[ The stagehand reluctantly opens the door and pokes his head in... he closes the door behind him as Vinny D waits outside. ]

The Informer - Vinny is a little paranoid.

Eddie Sensation - PARANOID? No he isn't... he's just making the stagehand clean his lockerroom... and make sure his bottled water is at room temperature.

[ The stagehand comes back out the door. ]

Stagehand #2 - Theres no one in there.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - I knew that... I just wanted to let you know that I knew that you knew there was no one in there.

[ Vinny D steps slowly into his lockerroom then quickly slams the door behind him. ]

[ We join Rob DiMarco, who is seen in the backstage area with the much-hated Jay Flash. DiMarco stands beside the muscular Flash, who is apparently perpetually angry these days. Flash towers above the relatively small DiMarco, the Englishman's toned muscles continuously contracting and relaxing. Flash is currently decked out in his ring attire, namely his shoot fighting apparatus of black trunks, long black boots, and black padded gloves. He is bandaged up around the ribs after his attack from Rob Traxler earlier in the evening, and his long brown hair hangs loosely over his face, which is adorned with around a week's worth of facial hair. ]

Rob DiMarco - Jay Flash, earlier tonight you were--

[ Flash grabs the microphone from the hand of Rob Dimarco, and pushes the popular interviewer down to the floor. He drops the microphone on the floor, and grabs the camera. Pulling the lens straight to his face, he speaks hurriedly. ]

Jay Flash - Traxler. Traxler. Traxler. All these people want is Traxler. Do you care Rob? Do you care enough for these fans? Did you care enough three weeks ago when you turned your back on the EWA, pulled your pants down, and prepared to take a shit right on top of it? I don't think you did, Robbie. You don't give a crap about the Extreme Wrestling Association, and you don't give a crap about its fans. You just want one last blazing glory. One last feather in the cap of your so-called "illustrious" career. Well I'll tell you something, Trax.

[ A battered and beaten Tom Stone is standing beside of Rachel Stevens in the interview area. He looks at his watch... ]

Rachel Stevens - Mr. Stone, it appears Holden Raines isn't showing up tonight.

Tom Stone - My watch says he's got 20 seconds to stand right....

[ Stone is interrupted by Holden Raines, who stands right in front of his face. Raines stares him down, as the heat is made by the fans watching the video wall... ]

Holden Raines - Didn't think I'd make it, Thomas?

[ Raines growls a sneering glance at Stone, and Tom comes back with one of his own... ]

Holden Raines - You can't get rid of me, Thomas... no matter how hard you try. I'm sure that itching sensation is as annoying as ever, isn't it?

Tom Stone - This isn't over, Raines...

[ Holden interrupts... ]

Holden Raines - But you see Thomas.... it is. Everything you thought is over. Everything you wanted to do to me... is over. Everything you have planned in the future for me... will be over. You know why, Thomas?

[ Stone shows a questionable look on his face, at the same time about ready to explode... ]

Tom Stone - Why?

[ Raines points his index finger at Stone, and touches him right on the forehead with it. Poking it hard into his head... ]

Holden Raines - Look in there for the answers, Thomas. Look in there.

[ Stevens tries to break this up by coming in between both men... ]

Rachel Stevens - Holden... could I...

[ Raines turns around, puts his back to Stone, and walks off... ]

Rachel Stevens - Mr. Stone... could I...

[ Stone looks at Rachel for a moment, turns his back, and walks off... ]

Rachel Stevens - Intense. Let's go to the ring!

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

[ "God Send Death" By Slayer blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'4" and weighing in at 278 pounds, from Birmingham, England, "The Future" Jay Flash!

[ "The Future" Jay Flash steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

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

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'2" and weighing in at 230 pounds, from Cleveland, Ohio, Holden Raines!

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

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - Here we go fans! Holden Raines taking on Jay Flash! And Holden Raines has only been in the arena for a little bit over a minute!

Vic Canon - Let's see if it shows in his performance!

Eddie Sensation - They lock up! Raines grabs Jay Flash in a headlock... Flash throws him to the ropes! Flash with a clothesline! Raines goes down, but gets up again.... Drop kick by Flash!

The Informer - Raines is on his knees.... Flash moves in... DDT! NO! HOLDEN RAINES WITH A LOW BLOW ON JAY FLASH! And.... WHAM! Raines nails him with a DDT!

Vic Canon - Flash gets up.... Raines kicks him in the gut... PILEDRIVER! But Holden Raines goes right back to work... he sits up Jay Flash.... bounces off the ropes.... ROLLING NECKSNAP!

Eddie Sensation - Raines gets up... DROPKICK! What a combo!

The Informer - And Holden Raines applies a Fuginawa Arm Bar Submission! Jay Flash is in the center of the ring... he's going to have some trouble if he wants to get out of this hold!

Vic Canon - The referee is checking on him.... Jay Flash refuses to give up!

Eddie Sensation - And Holden Raines refuses to let go! He's pulling on Flash's arm as hard as he can!

The Informer - The referee asks Flash again....

Vic Canon - "EAT SHIT!" replies Flash! Haha!

Eddie Sensation - Wait a minute... what the hell is Flash doing?!

The Informer - Good question... he's digging in his tights for something...

Vic Canon - Maybe he has to adjust?

Eddie Sensation - ...............HAHAHAHAHAHA!! YOU IDIOT!

The Informer - He's got brass knuckles! But the referee hasn't noticed!

Vic Canon - WHAM! FLASH NAILS RAINES WITH THE BRASS KNUCKLES! WHAM! AND AGAIN!

Eddie Sensation - The referee doesn't know what the hell is happening though! He thinks Flash's punches are just powerful!

The Informer - Raines releases the hold, and Flash throws the knuckles to the outside floor!

Vic Canon - They both get up.... and Flash nails him with a Dragon Suplex!

Eddie Sensation - Jay Flash is going to the outside now... what the hell is he looking for?!

The Informer - A steel chair! And he just grabbed one!

Vic Canon - Flash gets into the ring! The referee is warning him! Flash wants to use it!

Eddie Sensation - Raines gets up... Flash nudges the referee out of the way! HE SWINGS!

The Informer - WHAM!!!!!!! RAINES DUCKS, AND JAY FLASH HITS HIMSELF OFF THE REBOUND FROM THE ROPES!

Vic Canon - And Holden Raines is going to the top rope! The referee just kicked the steel chair out of the ring, and he's moving out of Raines's way!

Eddie Sensation - LOOK OUT!!!!!!!!!!

The Informer - WHAM!!!!!!!! SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!!! RAINES NAILED IT!!!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - Wait... it looks like Raines hurt himself a little on that move! He's not going for the pin, he's holding his chest and stomach in pain!

Eddie Sensation - Holden Raines may have broken a rib!

The Informer - I doubt it, he looks like he can breathe and move just fine. Raines gets up and goes back to the top rope!

Vic Canon - Look out, Raines! Jay Flash is getting up!

Eddie Sensation - Flash is up! Raines jumps!

The Informer - WHAM!!!!! TOP ROPE SPRINGBOARD PLANCHA, RIGHT ONTO JAY FLASH!

Vic Canon - Both men go down! Raines covers Flash! 1....... 2.......... NO! HE JUST GETS OUT!

Eddie Sensation - Raines gets up, and waits for Flash to get to his feet!

The Informer - Wait... Jay Flash just rolled out to the concrete floor!

Vic Canon - He's looking for something under the ring.... what does he have?!

Eddie Sensation - A table! Jay Flash has a table! He's setting it up on the outside!

The Informer - Look out! Holden Raines is coming to the outside! And he just picked up a steel chair on his way there!

Vic Canon - Raines has a chair! The referee is on the ring apron, watching everything from above... RAINES SWINGS! NO! FLASH DUCKS, AND RAINES HITS THE STEEL RING POST!

Eddie Sensation - Holden Raines drops the chair! Hey... where'd Jay Flash go??

The Informer - I think he crawled under the ring right after he ducked that chair shot from Holden Raines!

Vic Canon - So Flash is under the ring, somewhere?!

Eddie Sensation - I guess so!

The Informer - Raines is walking around the ring... looking for Flash! He can't seem to find him though!

Vic Canon - Holden Raines has walked around the ring one full time.... and now he's going in reverse direction!

Eddie Sensation - HEY! THERE'S FLASH! HE JUST CRAWLED OUT FROM UNDER THE RING, BEHIND RAINES!

The Informer - Holden Raines doesn't see him! And more importantly, JAY FLASH HAS A BARBEDWIRE-COVERED TWO BY FOUR!

Vic Canon - He's following Raines around, getting closer and closer!

Eddie Sensation - WAIT! RAINES TURNS AROUND...... WHAM!!!!!!! JAY FLASH NAILS HIM WITH THE 2X4!!!! RAINES IS BUSTED OPEN!

The Informer - THE REFEREE ISN'T GOING TO TOLLERATE THIS! HE'S CALLING FOR THE BELL!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match by disqualification.... Holden Raines!

WINNER: Holden Raines by Disqualification

Vic Canon - WHAM!!! JAY FLASH IS BEATING HOLDEN RAINES WITH THE BARBEDWIRE COVERED TWO BY FOUR!

Eddie Sensation - SOMEONE HELP HOLDEN RAINES! HE'S GETTING BLOODY!

The Informer - Hey! THERE'S SAKYO KYUMA! What the hell is he doing here?!

Vic Canon - I have no clue! Sakyo jumps the guardrail.... WHAM!!!!! HE NAILS JAY FLASH FROM BEHIND WITH A NECKBREAKER!

Eddie Sensation - Sakyo picks up Flash's weapon..... WHAM!!!!!!!!! AND HE NAILS HIM WITH IT!!

The Informer - Sakyo is dragging Flash over towards that set up table!

Vic Canon - No.... Sakyo rolls Flash into the ring! Flash gets to his feet just as Sakyo rolls into the ring!

Eddie Sensation - Flash swings with a clothesline! NO! Sakyo ducks.... kicks Flash in the gut..... AND POWERBOMBS HIM!

The Informer - WAIT A MINUTE..... LOOK OUT...... OOOOOOOOH MY GOD!!!!!! SAKYO JUST LIFTED FLASH BACK UP AFTER THE INITIAL POWERBOMB, AND POWERBOMBED HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE AND THROUGH THE TABLE ON THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - LOOK AT ALL THE WOOD! LOOK AT JAY FLASH! HE'S OUT COLD!

Eddie Sensation - Wait a minute... Sakyo is asking for a mic! Shhhh!

Sakyo Kyuma - Jay Flash…. I told you that I would get my hands on you in this ring again. You are now a closed case, and erased from my mind. Now with new things first..... Arthryn... this is a warning... This ring is a warzone… a battlefield…. And only the strong will survive. Militant is all in the mind. We will see tonight if you have what it takes to beat GENJUTSUSHI! I'm ready.... was born ready... and will die with what I have for so long wanted. I have nothing to lose... for I am who has nothing....

[ With that said Sakyo throws the microphone out of the ring, stands on the second rope, and throws his arms out to the side. He then drops down, slides out of the ring from under the bottom rope. He then makes his way back to the locker rooms with aggression. ]

[ Suddenly lights flash and the mysterious man, who we've already seen twice tonight, once again stands strong in the crowd looking down at the ring and all the carnage that is left. Lights flash again and this time he disappears. ]

[ Rob is standing in the hall waiting for Sakyo to walk out his locker room. Sakyo does, and Rob is now on his coat tails trying to get some words before he walks into that ring to take on Arthryn for the EWA Television title. ]

Rob DiMarco - Sakyo…. Are you ready for this match tonight? This is the biggest match of the year, and a lot is riding on it. Especially the EWA Television Title.

[ Sakyo grabs the mic and turns his head away from Rob not even acknowledging it. ]

Sakyo Kyuma - Tonight Arthryn… History is going to be made. Tonight I accept the challenge before me, and with Jay Flash aside, and everything else in the EWA and my life put on hold… Tonight I will reach my destiny for I will become the first rookie in EWA History to win a title.

Rob DiMarco - Isn't this a lot to say for yourself Sakyo?

Sakyo Kyuma - Rob… I've been ready my whole life. So Arthryn…keep talking about your chizzled body…and how your as perfect as a god. Tonight, I am your G.O.D. and your are my god damn bitch. In prison, the prettiest ones got it up the ass. You Arthryn are the prettiest in the yard. Want to treat Sakyo like an animal… I treat you like one… Genjutsushi!!!

[ With that Sakyo walks away from Rob leaving him disgusted and disappointed ]

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

[ "I Who Have Nothing" by Jedi Mind Tricks begins to play… ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... from Osaki, Japan, weighing in at an unknown weight….

[ Sakyo comes out through the curtains with a microphone in his hand as the fans go estatic for the EWA newcomer. On his way to the ring he stops the music and speaks and so does Chris. ]

Sakyo Kyuma - Welcome everybody to TUESDAY…….

[ Pause ]

Sakyo Kyuma - NIGHT……

[ Another Pause ]

Sakyo Kyuma - HEAT!!

[ Sakyo stops at the end of the ramp and looks at the crowd. ]

Sakyo Kyuma - And now, the Extreme Wrestling Association is proud to bring you the leader in wrestlings next generation….

[ Sakyo now is in the ring, staring into the camera and at the fans awaiting Arthryn ]

Sakyo Kyuma - Tonight the EWA brings you who is soon to be a future Champion….

[ Sakyo looks around and smiles at the fans as they cheer. ]

Sakyo Kyuma - My name….

[ By now the fans join him in his chant ]

Sakyo Kyuma - … My name is….

[ Fans all scream in with him as loud as possible ]

Sakyo Kyuma - My name is SAKYO…. KYUMA

[ Fans and Sakyo than go silent…. And in unison scream ]

Sakyo Kyuma - GENJUTSUSHI!!!!

[ Sakyo drops the mic and awaits Arthryn in the ring. ]

[ "Headhunter" by Front 242 blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... standing 6'10" and weighing in at 302 pounds, from San Juan, Puerto Rico, Arthryn!

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

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! Arthryn charges at Sakyo... Sakyo ducks a clothesline, he turns..... FULL NELSON SUPLEX BY SAKYO KYUMA!

Vic Canon - Arthryn quickly jumps to his feet... Sakyo kicks him in the gut....... RUNNING POWERBOMB!

Eddie Sensation - Damn! Looks like Arthryn is destracted tonight!

The Informer - By what?! Sakyo Kyuma is going to the top rope now! He's standing.... wait.... he crouches down, and waits for Arthryn to get up!

Vic Canon - Which he slowly does! Arthryn makes it half way up... and he's up! He turns! SAKYO JUMPS!

Eddie Sensation - OOOOH!! TOP ROPE STANDING HURRACONRANA! INTO A PIN!

The Informer - No! Sakyo gets off Arthryn! What the hell is wrong with him?! He could have had it won!

Vic Canon - Sakyo lifts Arthryn to his feet.... and throws him over the top rope?

Eddie Sensation - What the hell did he do that for?

The Informer - I dont know! Arthryn is getting to his feet however...... LOOK OUT!!!!!!!!!

Vic Canon - CORKSCREW SUICIDE DIVE!!!!!!! SAKYO NAILED ARTHRYN!!!!!!!!

Eddie Sensation - Sakyo gets up, and lifts Arthryn to his feet...

The Informer - He throws Arthryn into the ring!

Vic Canon - Sakyo crawls into the ring, and stands over Arthryn's beat up body.....

Eddie Sensation - And..........

The Informer - And Sakyo has Arthryn in a half-crab submission, things sure don't look goo--

Eddie Sensation - WAIT! We've got company!

The Informer - A masked man has jumped the guardrail and is getting on the ring apron!

Vic Canon - Who the hell?!

The Informer - Neither Sakyo Kyuma or Arthryn see this intruder, and security isn't getting there fast enough! He's coming ins-- NO! He's going up top!

Eddie Sensation - This guy is no fan! Look at him; he's built!

Vic Canon - Maybe he's a loader at the docks...

The Informer - This guy is standing up on the very top rope-- WHAT THE!??!

Vic Canon - HE SLIPPED!!!

Eddie Sensation - Wait a minute...

The Informer - With his leg caught in the ropes, this man is dangling upside-down from the turnbuckle, with his body hanging precariously over the outside floor!

Vic Canon - What a goon!

Eddie Sensation - WAIT! This is that guy!!!

The Informer - Huh?!

Eddie Sensation - From two weeks ago! The guy who slipped and fell on the entrance ramp!

Vic Canon - YOU'RE RIGHT!

The Informer - Arthryn has grabbed the ropes and broken the submission hold, and security is now collecting this intruder from the ropes!

Eddie Sensation - Man, could we PLEASE take his mask off?!

The Informer - OOH! He just smashed that guard in the face and took off running toward the back!

Eddie Sensation - DON'T FALL!!!

The Informer - Haha! Sakyo is on his feet, and so is Arthryn. He grabs Arthryn from behind! WHAM! GERMAN SUPLEX!

Vic Canon - But he hasn't let go! He gets up again, WHAM! AND NAILES ANOTHER GERMAN SUPLEX!

Eddie Sensation - But guess what?! He STILL has it locked on! WHAM! A THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX!!

The Informer - Sakyo Kyuma is just punishing Arthryn! Sakyo sits on Arthryn's chest..... WHAM! WHAM WHAM! WHAM WHAM!

Vic Canon - MY GOD! 5 LETHAL FISTS TO THE FACE OF ARTHRYN!

Eddie Sensation - Sakyo gets up... and lifts Arthryn to his feet....

The Informer - Sakyo has Arthryn on his shoulders! In some type of submission move!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!!!! MY GOD!!!!!!!! THERE IT WAS!

Eddie Sensation - What?!

The Informer - 5 STAGES OF CONCIOUSNESS! SAKYO NAILED IT!

Vic Canon - WE COULD HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!

Eddie Sensation - WHAT?! What the hell did I miss?!

The Informer - He covers Arthryn! 1........ 2.........

Vic Canon - 3!!!!!!!!!!!!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match..... and NEW EWA TELEVISION CHAMPION...... SAKYO "GENJUTSUSHI" KYUMA!

WINNER: Sakyo Kyuma w/ 5 Stages of Conciousness by Pinfall

Eddie Sensation - I still don't know what the hell happened.

The Informer - You're blind, Eddie! We have a new Television Champion fans! It's Sakyo Kyuma!

Vic Canon - What the hell was wrong with Arthryn? It seemed as if he didn't even show up!

Eddie Sensation - Ha! That sounds familiar!

The Informer - Congratulations to Sakyo Kyuma for winning his first ever EWA Title, the Television Championship!

Vic Canon - Lets go backstage.

Vic Canon - Three weeks ago Vinny D destroyed "Mean" Mike Steele with two Barely Legals on the concrete floor. Last week we saw him put Deuce's ex-wife through a table with a sadistic vicious powerbomb.

The Informer - We sent Rob DiMarco to the DeKalb County Hospital to get an update on "Mean" Mike Steele, and to the New Orleans Municipal Hospital to see exactly how Tabitha is doing... Rob?

Rob DiMarco - Thank you Informer, I just got out of my meeting with a Doctor Livingston who was the supervising physician that took care of Ms. Tabitha. He told me that Tabitha had major bruising of the lower back and that two maybe three discs could be herniated.

The Informer - Will she be in the hospital long Rob?

Rob DiMarco - She is expected to make a full recovery Informer and she should be out of the hospital in about a week... the one thing that bothered the doctor was when they did an ultrasound they discovered that she might be...

Eddie Sensation - How is that punk ass Steele?

Rob DiMarco - He is the worse of the two a Doctor Fleek in Michigan told me that he has three ruptured discs and another herniated one. He will needed repairative surery.

The Informer - Thank you Rob.

[ After much searching, the Security Guard leads Santoro to Tom Stone's office in the house show arena. ]

Security Guard - Here we are. Tom Stone's office!

Santoro - HA! What makes you think this is even Tom's office?

Security Guard - Well...if the "Tom Stone's Office" written on the window wasnt a dead give away...I'd have to say the fact that Tom's face looking out at us as we speak was also a bit off a tip off.

Santoro - Hmmm?

[ Santoro turns toward the office window and sees Tom's face pressed against the window. His cheeks are smeared and his lips are enlarged on the glass. His breathing is forming fog on the window around his mouth. ]

Santoro - What the...hell...is he doing?

[ Tom breathes fog onto the window and begins writing things all over the place with his finger. ]

Security Guard - Looks as though he's writing something.

Santoro - Yeah...he's writing "DOG MA I"

Security Guard - ...ummm, no Santoro. From his angle it spells "I AM GOD"

Santoro - Oh. Yeah, that sounds like something Tom would write. Lets go in.

[ Without thinking Santoro opens the office door and hits Tom right in the face while he's writing. Tom falls backwards onto his roller chair and rolls right into his desk. ]

Santoro - HI TOM!!!!

Tom Stone - OUCH!!! YOU DOLT!! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!!! I WAS RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF SOMETHING IMPORTANT!

[ Santoro turns back and looks at the window on his office door. The "I AM GOD" is still clearly visible. ]

Santoro - Yes...I see that.

[ Tom turns red with embarassment...and then anger. ]

Tom Stone - GRRRRRR!!! What do you want!?!?! Wait a minute...don't I know you from somewhere? Were you one of my slaves...err...I mean landscapers?

Santoro - Ehh....no.

Tom Stone - Then who are you?

Santoro - It is I...SANTORO!!

Tom Stone - Holy shit! It can't be!

Santoro - So you remember me then?!

Tom Stone - No, I just spotted a twenty on the floor!

[ Tom leaps out of his chair and snatches the idle twenty dollar bill on the floor. Santoro frowns. ]

Santoro - So...you don't remember me?

Tom Stone - Should I?

Santoro - Uhh, yeah...considering I was the manager and lackey of one of the EWA's greatest Heavyweight Champions, as well as former International, Extreme, and North American champion.

[ Tom begins spinning around on his roller chair. ]

Tom Stone - Oh? And that is?

[ Tom begins sipping some of the coffee on his desk. ]

Santoro - GRRR!! How can you not know?! I'm talking about ZED!!!

[ Tom spits out the coffee all over the floor and shrieks out with an unexpected shocked response. ]

Tom Stone - ZED...

[ Memories long since past begin flooding Tom's brain. Old matches involving LADDERS, and CATTLE PRODS, and the devestating...not since seen finishing move UNFORGIVEN. Images of Zed's cruelty both in and out of the ring, images of his once apparent domination of 4 of the 5 EWA titles at the time of his employment. Memories spanning back over two years are being recalled in Tom's head. It's almost too much for him. ]

Tom Stone - Zed...

[ More fond memories begin to surge in his brain. Memories of Zed's personality change toward the end of the EWA before it closed down. Zed's role as a color commentator as well as an interviewer alongside Rachel Stevens and Rob DiMarco. Zed's willingness to help with the busy work for Tuesday Night Heat cards. Zed's constant use of sarcasm toward Tom's enemies when he would give pre-match interviews. ]

Tom Stone - Zed...now there's a name I haven't heard in a long time...

[ Santoro grins with satisfaction. ]

Tom Stone - Well, where is the ol' boy? Why are YOU here?

[ Santoro frowns. ]

Santoro - Well TOM, if you must know, I'm here to do something that needs to be done. I've noticed that the EWA has moved forward with its existence at the expense of forgetting its roots. The EWA doesn't even have a HALL OF FAME! It's disturbing, but since you obviously don't plan on honoring EWA veterans, I decided to ask something of you, something that I alone would have the burden of carrying out.

Tom Stone - I'm listening.

Santoro - I want to come to work for you. I want to become a wrestler. I want to live out my career honoring and remembering the legacy of my former master...ZED!

[ Tom thinks for a moment. ]

Santoro - I'd be a normal wrestler and all...I'd just be devoting all my matches and reliving the historic memory of a once great wrestler.

[ Tom thinks some more. ]

Tom Stone - Very well Santoro. I'll let you run with your idea. But if it starts messing up MY ratings, or starts hindering the plans I've already got in the works for the EWA, then don't be surprised if I terminate you.

Santoro - No problem.

Tom Stone - And if I terminate you, it will be without notice. Now away with you, peasant!

[ Santoro frowns. ]

Santoro - Just you wait Tom! I'll be the best Zed disciple there ever was!

[ Santoro is escorted out by the security guard, and the door shuts. "I AM GOD" is still written on the fogged up glass. Tom thinks out loud for a moment. ]

Tom Stone - Zed...I wonder where that bastard is these days...

[ We go to the back where we see Rachel Stevens standing by. Leon Sharpe walks out with two EWA tag team title belts around his shoulders. Sharpe looks into the camera and smirks a bit. ]

Rachel Stevens - I must ask... where did you get those belts from?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I got these belts around my shoulders from some good people who make replicas of the belts. Sure, these are not the real things, they don't have as much good, as much metal and as much shine as the real belts. But, I am carrying these to adjust myself to carrying belts. Because, I will soon carry the real belts, both belts, 11 and a half pounds of gold, silver and metal. The belts worn by Rick Ramos and Johnny Rage, the belts worn by the BJ Boys, the belts worn by so many great EWA teams, the belts that are now being soiled by three men. Three men who have claimed the belts. Doe, Omega and Alpha. Two of the three can defend the belts, which is a load of shit. They need a trio to beat most teams and they need a trio to even stand a chance against me.

[ Sharpe takes off his replica belts and hands them to Shawn Vinson, Vinson walks off. ]

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I am a One Man Tag Team... it took everything that the Order had to beat me the first time. This time around, they will not have enough to beat me. Bo, Peep and all their sheep can't herd up Leon Sharpe and defeat him. They will simply fail. They will fail to take the Great One down here in Vancouver, British Columbia and in the future, I will regain my belts. I consider myself like a Lennox Lewis, Lennox got screwed out of his belts and then he got them back. I got screwed out of my belts and I will get my belts back. Any more questions Rachel?

Rachel Stevens - You have stated that you have no qualms about hitting the woman who helped cost you the tag team titles just two weeks ago.

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - I don't have a problem with that. Who am I to discriminate against a woman because of her gender? Anyways, I will just simply see that woman, give her a size 23 to the face, take her whip, throw it off and I might powerbomb her. I should wait until I beat up Omega and Alpha before I beat her up.

Rachel Stevens - Don't you think that's a bit violent?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - She has a whip... she can fight back, it's pretty much fair until I hit, like most of my matches.

Rachel Stevens - One last question, how will you deal with Ken Doe?

"Thundergod" Leon Sharpe - you should ask Bo Doe how he will deal with me.. he's the one that will have a problem. I will just see Bo and I will give him a size 23 to the face and send him off the apron. Omega, Alpha, your damn belts are gonna be with you for one more week, but you will be beaten, bloodied and bruised, AND THERE'S NOT A DAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!

[ Sharpe walks off. ]

Rachel Stevens - Sharpe, a man determined to take the tag team title belts back.. Back to you guys!

[ Fade to black ]

[ Backstage, Robert DiMarco is standing with both Alpha and Omega, one man on each side of him. ]

Rob DiMarco - In just a moment, you two are going to try and seal the deal between The Order and Leon Sharpe. Think you can do it with your leader?

Omega - Personally, I'd be more worried about his chances against Walther.

Rob DiMarco - Sorry...come again?!

Alpha - We don't have certain...distractions...to pose a threat to our match.

Rob DiMarco - You mean the girlfriend?

Omega - We state the obvious. Don't play dumb...

Alpha - I doubt he's playing...

[ And thus the indignant pair walk off, leaving DiMarco more surprised at their attitude than insulted by their words! ]

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

[ "Dragula" by Rob Zombie blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - Introducing first... standing 6'11" and weighing in at 304 pounds, from Kingman, Arizona, "The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe!

[ "The Thundergod" Leon Sharpe steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring. ]

[ "Psycho Man" by Black Sabbath blasts through the speakers... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent... at a total combined weight of 470 pounds, Alpha and Omega, The Order!

[ The Order step out from behind the curtain and head towards the ring. ]

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

The Informer - And here we go! Non Title Match! It's gonna be Alpha starting against Leon Sharpe!

Vic Canon - They lock up! Sharpe throws Alpha across the ring! Alpha looks insulted! He charges at Sharpe... SHARPE WITH A BIG BOOT TO THE FACE!

Eddie Sensation - Alpha scurries into his corner.... and he's going to tag in Omega, and let him take a stab at Sharpe!

The Informer - They lock up! Omega looks to be hanging in there..... NO! SHARPE THROWS HIM ACROSS THE RING, AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!

Vic Canon - Omega is pissed! He's coming towards us... and he's got a steel chair!

Eddie Sensation - Yes! Time for some violence!

The Informer - Omega walks around the ring... and slowly gets onto the apron! Leon Sharpe slowly walks towards him.....

Vic Canon - LOOK OUT! CHOP BLOCK, FROM BEHIND! ALPHA TOOK OUT SHARPE'S KNEES!

Eddie Sensation - Omega goes to the top rope! MISSLE DROPKICK OFF THE TOP ROPE! SHARPE GOES DOWN!

The Informer - Omega covers him! 1..... 2..... no! Sharpe lifts Omega off of him as if he was a two year old!

Vic Canon - Omega tags in Alpha... they bounce off opposite ropes.... DOUBLE BULLDOG ON LEON SHARPE!

Eddie Sensation - Alpha goes up to the top rope, as Omega stomps away at Leon Sharpe! The referee pushes Omega away, and he exits the ring.

The Informer - Alpha is on the top rope! He jumps! CROSS BODY! The cover! 1..... 2....... No! Sharpe throws him across the ring, too!

Vic Canon - Sharpe gets up... Alpha charges at him.... CLOTHESLINE BY SHARPE! Alpha gets up.... Omega gets into the ring! BIG BOOT ON ALPHA! CLOTHESLINE ON OMEGA!

Eddie Sensation - Sharpe is kickin' ass!

The Informer - Alpha charges at him again..... CHOKESLAM!!!!!! Omega attacks Sharpe from behind... Sharpe turns around..... CHOKESLAM!!!!

Vic Canon - Wait a minute... Alpha is on the outside! He just picked up that steel chair!

Eddie Sensation - Omega is on his feet... what the hell?! Omega just fell to the mat! He's holding his leg in pain! He could be seriously injured!

The Informer - I'm not buying that shit, Eddie! Look at Alpha! He's in the ring, behind Sharpe, with that steel chair! WHAM!!!!!!!!! ALPHA NAILS SHARPE IN THE HEAD! SHARPE FALLS TO THE MAT!

Vic Canon - And the referee doesn't have the slightest idea of what's going on!

Eddie Sensation - WHAM!!!!!! ALPHA NAILS HIM AGAIN! And Omega still has that fake injury going! He's yelling and screaming like he's really in pain!

The Informer - WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! ALPHA IS GOING CHAIR HAPPY! And FINALLY, Alpha throws the chair out of the ring!

Vic Canon - Alpha taps the referee on the shoulder, and goes for the cover! The referee doesn't know weather to count, or attend to Omega!

Eddie Sensation - WAIT A MINUTE! HERE COMES DIVINE! DIVINE WITH A STEEL CHAIR!!!!!

The Informer - Alpha covers Sharpe! The ref counts...... 1...........

Vic Canon - DIVINE IS RUNNING DOWN THE ENTRANCE RAMP AS FAST AS HE CAN!

Eddie Sensation - 2............

The Informer - DIVINE SLIDES INTO THE RING!

Vic Canon - THRE--NO!!!! DIVINE NAILS ALPHA IN THE FACE WHAT THE STEEL CHAIR!

Eddie Sensation - AND THERE'S THE BELL!

Chris Myers - The winners of this match by result of a disqualification... the EWA Tag Team Champions, The Order!

WINNERS: The Order by Disqualification

The Informer - Look at that! Omega is up, miraculously! WHAM!!!!!!! DIVINE NAILS OMEGA WITH A CHAIR!!!!!!

Vic Canon - WHAM!!!!!!!! DIVINE NAILS ALPHA ONE MORE TIME! And Alpha goes flying over the top rope!

Eddie Sensation - All kidding aside, I'm glad Omega is alright!

The Informer - ALRIGHT?! HE WAS FAKING IT YOU IDIOT!

Vic Canon - Wait a minute... Leon Sharpe is very slowly getting to his feet... he can here The Order's theme music, and all he see's is Divine in the ring with a chair!

Eddie Sensation - Uh oh! Misunderstandings 101 coming right up!

The Informer - Sharpe is up! He's looking at Divine... and Divine is trying to explain himself!

Vic Canon - Sharpe is confused! Divine hands Sharpe the chair... SHARPE SWINGS!

Eddie Sensation - NO! He stops in mid-swing! And..... and....... and?!?!?!

The Informer - And walks out of the ring?! What the hell?! I guess Sharpe believes Divine!

Vic Canon - Leon Sharpe has to be the ONLY PERSON in the world who trusts Divine!

Eddie Sensation - Probably.

The Informer - Lets go backstage.

[ "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D storms into Tom Stone's office ]

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Listen up and don't say a word. Deuce screwed me out of a match tonight somehow. I didn't even know I had a match tonight. I want you to fix this, and fix it NOW!!

Tom Stone - Leave before I get security down here.

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - DID YOU HEAR ME PUNK? I SAID FIX THIS NOW!

Tom Stone - And I said.... LEAVE BEFORE I CALL SECURITY!

"The Original Outlaw" Vinny D - Hey, I'll leave. S'all good. Just fix this problem, ok?

Tom Stone - OUT!

[ Vinny D leaves Tom Stone's office ]

[ Backstage Eric Walther, clad in his usual wrestling attire, is walking over to where Rachel Stevens is setting up for the interview. Stevens is facing away from Walther, so Walther sneaks up behind her. ]

Eric Walther - Boo

[ Stevens jumps and quickly turns around, clearly a little rattled. ]

Eric Walther - Sorry Miss Stevens. I couldn't resist. No harm, no foul, right?

Rachel Stevens - Umm, sure Eric. That wasn't very nice. Oh well. How about a little interview before you go out there to face Ken Doe for the Extreme and North American titles?

Eric Walther - Sure, it's in my contract that I'm supposed to do these things. Shoot.

Rachel Stevens - Bang

[ Walther looks quizzical for a second, then starts laughing. ]

Eric Walther - Okay, we're even now. Shall we proceed with the interview?

Rachel Stevens - Sure thing. What do you think of Ken Doe, your opponent tonight?

Eric Walther - Well, he's going to be in his element tonight, because the man thrives in extreme rules matches. He's going to be tough, I'm not going to lie. But I'm going to beat him down and take his title. Failure is not an option. I do not lose clean-fought matches. It doesn't happen. So I'm going to step out from behind the curtain, walk down to the ring, and take his ass apart. You can count on it.

Rachel Stevens - What about the Order? Alpha, Omega and that new red-headed woman?

Eric Walther - I've already said that I expect the two wrestlers to interfere heavily in this match. That's what they do, because they've been brainwashed and castrated by Doe's influence. I don't know what the red-head'll do, but honestly, I don't really care. She's not my concern.

Rachel Stevens - And Nomad?

Eric Walther - What about Nomad? I'm coming after him. Soon. End of story. Excuse me Rachel, I have a match to go win.

[ A camera slowly moves in backstage on a cracked door. The view comes to an angle that reveals Ken Doe and Hannah standing alone inside, and there is a strange "out-of-character" feel to the scene as Hannah calmly addresses her man. ]

Hannah - You've got to control yourself better than that!

Ken Doe - I control those two losers...isn't that enough?!

Hannah - How long do you think you'll maintain that control with undignified outbursts like the one you had last night?

Ken Doe - I know...I know....

Hannah - I understand how hard this whole "ministry" facade is for you to uphold, but look what it's given you!

Ken Doe - You're right, as always.

[ He takes her hand, and smiles up at her from his sitting position and she walks in front of him. ]

Ken Doe - I'm so glad you're final--

[ Out of the corner of his eyes, Doe sees the camera! ]

Ken Doe - FUCK!

[ And suddenly, he bursts out of the chair in a rage and strikes! The camera is hit, and drops with a bang that leaves nothing but static as the scene ends! ]

Chris Myers - The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Title-for-Title match!

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

Chris Myers - Introducing first... the North American Champion! 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. He's carrying a rattan bo-staff. ]

[ Staind's "Just Go" starts up... ]

Chris Myers - And his opponent...the reigning EWA Extreme Champion and one...THIRD...of the EWA Tag Team Champions...from Chicago, Illinois...KEN DOE!

[ Without any care for showmanship, Doe shoots out from behind the curtain and takes a straight run at the ring with the Extreme Title belt in his hands! ]

The Informer - Doe slides into the ring, and Walther's ready for him!

[ Ding, Ding, Ding! ]

Eddie Sensation - This one's gonna' be gr--

Vic Canon - WHOO-HOO!

The Informer - Ken Doe tried to clock Walther with the title belt, but The Rifleman ducks it, then scores on the big boot to the face! And look, Doe's already gone to the outside!

Eddie Sensation - He got rocked on that one! I don't think he was ready for a fight!

The Informer - The Extreme Champion, apparently not the most popular man these days in his own little cult, has left all potential weapons on the outside and is re-entering the ring.

Eddie Sensation - You think he may actually WRESTLE this guy?

The Informer - Well, Walther just tossed his weapon out of the ring and said for Doe to bring it on!

Vic Canon - But Doe's gotta' be half a foot shorter!

The Informer - Eric Walther certainly as the size advantage, but Ken Doe is a bit more seasoned and also a good bit quicker! This could be interesting...they grap-- NO! Ken Doe slips under the arms of Walther and drives a knee right in the groin!

Vic Canon - Yikes!

The Informer - Walther is on a single knee from the cheap shot, and now Doe into the ropes, and he bounces back with a scissor kick! The enigma now just stomping away at Walther, and I tell ya, this is a Ken Doe like we've never seen!

Eddie Sensation - Something is burning this guy up from the inside, and Walther may be victimized by it!

The Informer - Ken Doe now moving to Walther's legs and...he's applying the Pain of Reality! So quickly?!

Vic Canon - That's a big leg to get that move on!

The Informer - Doe's starting to pull back in the half crab submiss-- BUT WALTHER!!! MY GOD!

Eddie Sensation - Now THAT'S power!

The Informer - With a big kick, Walther breaks free of Doe and sends the enigma forward into the ropes! Walther's scrambling back up, but Doe's right back on him with a hard foearm shot! Another shot...AND another! He's driving the man down into the mat, but Walther keeps trying to get back up!

Eddie Sensation - This is a gutsy display by the Rifleman!

The Informer - Ken Doe now pulling Walther up and whips him, no, reversal by Walther! Doe off the ropes, and he ducks a clothesline! Doe bouncing back...flying body press...but Walther catches him! FALL-AWAY SLAM!

Vic Canon - What's the reality of THAT Doe?!

The Informer - Ken Doe is back up fast enough, but Eric Walther waits for the charge and then plants him with a Tilt-the-Whirl slam! Walther is using a strong defensive-minded strategy here and letting the firey enigma's recklessness get the better of him!

Eddie Sensation - But how long before Doe calms down and starts wrestling a smart match?

The Informer - Walther now sending Doe into the corner, and the big man charges in...Doe slides out! Walther bounces off the turnbuckles, and Doe goes airborne with a big spinning heel kick to the back of Walther's head!

Vic Canon - That''ll clear your sinuses!

The Informer - Walther falls forward into the corner, and now Doe laying in the kicks to the middle of the man's back! One, and two...AND a another spin kick, but this one low and into the man's knee! Walther goes down, and now Doe reaptedly driving his head into the turnbuckle!

Eddie Sensation - This visciousness is thanks the the doubt that's brewing in Alpha and Omega! I think Doe wants prove something to his minions!

The Informer - What about that footage we saw moments ago? Is Doe's entire ministry just one big mind game after all?!

Vic Canon - I knew he was a damn con-artist!

The Informer - There's nothing fake about that though: STEEL CHAIR! Doe's on the outside and is tossing all kinds of crap into the ring, and Walther is still dazed in the corner. Doe's under the ring, and we've got wood!

Eddie Sensation - We've got wood, metal, and I think that's a leather strap Doe just pulled out from under there!

Vic Canon - Walther is getting up, though. Doe had better stop stocking the ring and get to fighting.

The Informer - As the Extreme Champion slides into the ring, he's still got that leather strap and is coming over to Walther, but the Rifleman with a quick shot to Doe's gut! Walther now on his feet, and he measures Doe up...BIG right hand! Doe goes down, and now Walther grabs a trash can!

Eddie Sensation - Fitting weapon to use against human garbage!

The Informer - Ken Doe is barely lucid after that punch, and Walther just WAFFLES him with the trash can! The champion is down, and now Walther is setting up the table!

Vic Canon - And the crowd erupts!

The Informer - The fans are waiting excitedly for someone to go through tha-- WAIT! WHAT THE HELL?!?!

Eddie Sensation - NOMAD!!!

The Informer - Nomad is coming in from the crowd, behind Walther, and he's not even noticed! He's going up top, and Walther is in between Nomad and the table!

Eddie Sensation - Talk about a pickle!

The Informer - No Eric, don't turn aroun-- DAMMIT!!!

Vic Canon - AH SHIT YEAH!!!

The Informer - JOURNEY'S END THROUGH THE TABLE!!!

Eddie Sensation - DAMN IT! KEN DOE'S GONNA' WIN!!!

The Informer - Nomad just whiped out Eric Walther, and that feud is just getting out of control! He's leaving the ring...I hope he's proud of that cheap shit!

Vic Canon - And Ken Doe is making the cover!

Eddie Sensation - OH BOY!!!

The Informer - Dammit, not like this!

Vic Canon - 1..... 2...... 3!

Eddie Sensation - AND KEN DOE WINS ANOTHER TITLE!

Chris Myers - The winner of this match... and NEW EWA NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, but STILL EWA EXTREME CHAMPION... KEN DOE!

WINNER: Ken Doe w/ help from Nomad by Pinfall

The Informer - The Order of the Awakened just secured it's THIRD title!

Vic Canon - They've got half the gold in the whole EWA now!

Eddie Sensation - And zero percent of its integrity.

The Informer - Ken Doe is walking out of here with both the Extreme and North American titles, and I'm about to be sick!

[ Staind's "Just Go" is still playing as the dog-tired enigma staggers up the ramp to the boos of the fans. ]

[ We open up inside a locker room where Alpha, Omega, and Hannah are all sitting together. The door opens, and Ken Doe walks in with the wear and tear of battle obvious in his movements. ]

Ken Doe - And thus...another soul has been shown the light...

[ The eyes of Alpha and Omega are wide with awe and greed at the four title belts lying together on the nearby table. The EWA's Extreme, North American, and Tag Team gold are piled onto each other liks spoils of war. ]

Ken Doe - And you two...my friends...be my servants no longer.

Alpha & Omega - What?

Ken Doe - You have proven all you need prove. My tutiledge is no longer required. Come, take the tag team titles...

[ Each man takes a Tag Title belt, while Doe takes both the Extreme and North American titles in his own hands. ]

Ken Doe - You two, and ONLY you two, shall be the Tag Team Champions. Take the raw power of my teachings and refine it in your own unique image. Together...as equals...we shall bring this company to its knees!

[ And thus, all doubt is removed. Every rolled eye, every sigh or snicker...forgotten. The two minions...believing they are minions no longer...are now more devoted to Ken Doe then they'd ever come close to being. The Order of the Awakened, decorated in gold, is stronger than ever! ]

Eddie Sensation - Here we go, Canadian Rumble time!

The Informer - That's right. 8 men, four start in the ring, and every five minutes another joins. The only way to eliminate your opponent is by throwing him over the top rope!

[ "More Human than Human (Meet Bambi in the King's Harem Mix)" by White Zombie plays throughout the arena. Ethan Tyler walks out to his usual smoke and sirens display. He walks to the ring wearing his hood over his head. He's got the world title on his shoulder and he walks to the ring, head down the entire time. Finally he makes his way to the announce position and sits next to Eddie Sensation ]

Eddie Sensation - Welcome to your show Mr. Tyler!

Ethan Tyler - Pleasure is all Vic's.

The Informer - What was with the Order earlier Ethan?

Ethan Tyler - I dunno, do I look like Ken Doe? Do I have two dumb sheep following me?

The Informer - No, but it's obvious you hired them out!

Ethan Tyler - Hey, my business is mine, and no one else's. By the way, where's Vic? I could always use a laugh from the silly bastard.

The Informer - He left during the commercial because he knew you'd be here… Let's get this started!

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

Ethan Tyler - There he is, my boy Holden Raines. Maybe Stone wasn't as much of an idiot for doing this tournament like I thought he was!

[ Holden Raines steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring as the fans boo him unmercilessly. ]

The Informer - Fresh out of jail, Holden Raines is the first man in!

[ "Headhunter" by Front 242 blasts through the speakers... ]

The Informer - It's Arthryn the TV Champ! He's another participant of the tournament!

[ Arthryn steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring as the fans cheer highly for the Puerto Rican sensation. ]

Ethan Tyler - This is crap! Arthryn doesn't even deserve to lick my boots!

[ "Killing In The Name Of" by Rage Against The Machine blasts through the speakers... ]

Eddie Sensation - IT'S VINNY D! VINCE DINARDO IS IN THE TOURNAMENT!

[ "The Original Outlaw" Vinny D steps out from behind the curtain and heads towards the ring to a mixed reaction. ]

Ethan Tyler - You got to give respect to DiNardo. It takes a big man to nail another guy's wife.

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

Ethan Tyler - Eric Walther?? Who the hell is this guy?

The Informer - He's your North American champion!

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

Eddie Sensation - Here we go! All four men are going at it!

The Informer - Wait! They're all ganging up on Holden Raines! All of them are punching away on him! They've all got Raines up!

Ethan Tyler - No! No! No! This is foul play!

The Informer - Nothing foul about this, Raines is eliminated!