The Informer - WELCOME TO TUESDAY NIGHT HEAT!! FRESH OFF A VERY SUCCESSFUL PAY PER VIEW!!!

Vic Canon - BUT TO WHO?! SOME WHERE VERY UNSUCCESSFUL!

Eddie Sensation - Yeah! Like "The Diamond Stud"!! That two timing son of a bitch...

The Informer - Watch it Eddie!! Earlier today I was at the Diamante Mansion... We have clips from that!!

Vic Canon - As well, an In-Ring interview with Dino Delsante!!

Eddie Sensation - What about TNT?! He's scheduled for one!

The Informer - Also to be on the show tonight... The Second Coming, The Impact Players, Ayden Caldato, Denial, Hacker, The Hustler, DEUCE, and many many more!!

Vic Canon - Fasten your seatbelts! This is gonna be one WILD night!!!

The Informer - So let's kick it off with this!!

Rachel Stevens - Mr. Deuce can we get a couple words with you?

Deuce - Sure baby get naked, get in the pool and we�ll have a swell time.

Rachel Stevens - Uhhh.. as tempting as that seems I will just sit here at poolside and ask you a couple questions.

[Rachel pulls up a lounge chair and sits off to the side of Deuce.]

Rachel Stevens - Deuce, the �Cornerstone� had some harsh words towards you the last time we heard from him before the PPV. Something about him not wanting to job a title to you or something or other.

Deuce - You know Rachel.. I am so sick and tired of hearing about the damn DOA Pro. That place was the worst fed in the world. I would rather work a 420 show then work a DOA show. Sure, I got paid the cash and I got paid good. But as a whole the fed sucked. And now that Nick D has returned to the EWA all I hear about is DOA. Well guess what folks the DOA is HISTORY!!! It is no longer in exsistence. Lets move on in our lives and forget about the DOA.

Rachel Stevens - Well what about what Dino had to say about it?

Deuce - You know what Rae? I don�t even remember what the hell Dino is talking about. Hell I have slept since then. And quite frankly I don�t give two shits.

Rachel Stevens - How do you feel about SPS being Dino?

Deuce - You know I had a sneaking suspicion about SPS. He was too good to be a foreign jobber. He had a style to me that was familiar. And when he dropped Dino in the Iron City Drop.. I knew right then that it was him.

Mr. Johnson - What about Wildman kidnapping Triple D at your nightclub?

Deuce - Ha ha ha. That Wildman is an idiot. I knew that he was snooping around the Club TRA, and I knew what he was after. But he didn�t kidnap Triple D.

Rachel Stevens - How can you be so sure?

Deuce - Easy....

[Just then a girl pops her head out from Deuces croch area. The girl turns around to reveal herself as Triple D.]

Deuce - She is right here.

Rachel Stevens - But a.. what a... what is she doing with you?

Deuce - What does it look like there slick? She is doing what every girl in America wants to do....

Rachel Stevens - Ok? I am confused?

Deuce - I am sure that you are.

Rachel Stevens - Next question.. what do you think about Nick D saying that he may not return to the EWA after being betrayed by Dino?

Deuce - Am I suppose to care? Nick D leaving the EWA has to be the best thing that ever happened. No more disturbing letters from fans that are offended by the �Klansman Stud�, no more people talking about the DOA, I HOPE!! And well the best thing to come out of it.... no more NICK D PERIOD!!!

Rachel Stevens - So you have little remorse that you could have single handedly help destroy the Diamond Stud?

Deuce - Why should I? Did Nick feel any remorse when he ended the career of my best friend? Did Nick D feel any remorse when he cost me not one but two title shots? If he didn�t feel any remorse... why should I?

Rachel Stevens - I just thought that you would be a better man than that?

Deuce - I am a better man that Nick D. I think that I proved that when M2S and The Sexy MF�s met up in the ring. Until the Referee lost control of the match I dominated both Nick and Dino.

Rachel Stevens - Since we didn�t see the return match up with you and Dino go down will we see that in the future?

Deuce - You know what... I don�t care one way or the other... If Dino wants to be fed to the Machine then so be it. But I know that Dino knows I am the better man. Dino vs. Deuce is a battle of epic proportions that will go down in the history books as the greatest one sided battle ever.

Rachel Stevens - Dino, talks about how he is the Number One Contender since he beat Nick D at Extreme and Uncensored. How do you feel about that?

Deuce - WHAT!!!? Dino is saying that HE is the number one contender?? What gives him the right to say that he is the number one contender?? I beat him!!! he never even show to our match.. but he is the number one contender?? Thats bullshit. I beat Dino, if all I had to do was not show up to my matches to become number one contender I would have slept through my match with Thorn and that Kress faggot. Stone is gonna hear about this shit.

Rachel Stevens - You didn�t know that that was what Dino said?

Deuce - There is an intelligent question from a moron... Does it sound like I knew? You know you make a real good dumbfuck. Get the hell out of my sight. Take that camera and get the hell out of here!! Elroy, bring me my phone. I got some calls to make.

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Hey buddy, got some money to spare??

EWA Cameraman - Naw man... Sorry

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - BULLSHIT!! Empty your pockets!!

EWA Cameraman - [Pulls out pockets.] See... Told you man! I'm working at minimum wage... Even getting paid by Food Stamps sometimes...

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Yeah, well that camera must be worth a lot!! How bout we go trade it in for some cash, and split it 50 50??

EWA Cameraman - No man... Can't do that... I'll get fired!!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - I DONT GIVE A SHIT!!!.... Fine....... GIMME THAT DAMN CAMERA!!

EWA Cameraman - NO!! STOP!!! STOP!!!

[Nuno kicks the Cameraman in the nuts, and takes the camera....]

Commissioner Fleek - Stone?? Can I come in??

Tom Stone - Yeah... come on in....

Commissioner Fleek - What's up??

Tom Stone - Ah nothing... same old shit....

Commissioner Fleek - What's wrong dude?? You seem....

Tom Stone - Depressed?

Commissioner Fleek - Yeah!

Tom Stone - Well, when you run the EWA it's hard not to...

Commissioner Fleek - What's that supposed to mean??

Tom Stone - Nothing man...

Commissioner Fleek - What's wrong?? The lady back at home ain't giving you any action?!?!

Tom Stone - No man... that's not it.... Don't worry about it...

Commissioner Fleek - I wanna help man!!

Tom Stone - Then help by leaving!

Commissioner Fleek - Ok.... Here's a tip... If you rub her nippl--

Tom Stone - Fuck off man... Get out!

Commissioner Fleek - Hahahaha!!

Tom Stone - You find this funny??

Commissioner Fleek - Yeah man!

Tom Stone - You're fired.... Get out of my face!

Commissioner Fleek - That's funny dude... Cya next week!

Tom Stone - What's funny is that you just lost your job!!

Commissioner Fleek - You're serious??

Tom Stone - Does it look like I'm joking?? Now get out before I do something I'm going to regret....

[The lights in the arena dim. Suddenly "Faith" by Limp Bizkit blasts over the PA system. "The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell walks through the entrance way as a graphic of him is seen on the EWA Tron above him. The fans glare at him in jealously and envy as he struts down to the ring. He climbs up upon the ring apron and goes through the second rope as boos are heard throughout the arena, with a few Howell supporters in the mix. He stands in the middle of the ring next to Rob DiMarco as the crowd silences in anticiapation for this interview.]

Rob DiMarco - Mr. Howell it is a pleasure having you here but I would like to ask you a few questions about your future and past here in the EWA.

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Alright, DiMarco we all know you're just kissing up to me, even though it isn't a bad thing it gets a little annoying, so just start asking the questions.

Rob DiMarco - Alright then, sorry about that. Now first off, I was wondering about your match last Sunday Night at the pay per view. I want to first ask you, why would you ever have got in the ring by yourself against two men such as the Impact Players??

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Well, Robby, first people don't always do the brightest things, and I don't think what I did at the pay per view was the brightest thing, but it was the best thing. Because I wasn't gonna no show up or forfeit simply because I didn't have a reliable partner in my corner with the same talents and ablities as me, well that is exactly why I got rid of my former partner, Chris Brown, it was he had potential, but he never used it and because of that he could never be an asset in the Second Coming and that is why I took out the trash. But now onto another thing with the pay per view. I really never got my chance to show I could match up with the Impact Players. Right as my second wind hit I felt myself being picked up and knocked out by two masked men. Now you see they don't piss me off just because they ruined the match and never gave me a chance to beat the living hell out of the Impact Players, but they never showed there faces so now I don't know whose head to go pound in. But it really shouldn't be hard finding those boys, since they have the tag team titles with them it is simple, who ever has the tag team titles in their possesion at this moment are the masked men, and when I find out who it is, it can be the Regulators or any other "legendary" tag team that has been here before, it really doesn't matter to me. That is because you would never stand a chance against the "new legend" of the EWA, "The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell.

Rob DiMarco - Now, Thurston, Mr. Howell, you brought up a good point, but there is also something I have been meaning to bring up. It is regarding the Second Coming. What is going to happen to the Second Coming?? Are they anymore or will you be just focusing on signle competition??

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - Well that is a complicated question. There is a yes and a no to it. No the Second Coming won't be the same again, but yes you will see them again, actually you will see them very.....very.....very soon, and that is tonight!!!! I have searched and searched and searched and finally I figured out that there is no better partner then an old friend. So let me introduce him, my new tag team partner, and other member of the Second Coming, he is the one, the only GRANITE!!!!

[Suddenly "Freak On A Leash" by Korn plays over the PA system in the arena and as the lights dims a man walks out of the entrance way and down to the ring. The crowd it quiet in the amazment of seeing the newest member of the Second Coming. The man known as Granite gets into the ring and he grabs the microphnoe away from Rob DiMarco and begins to speak.]

Granite - My friends, tonight is a sad, sad night. The figure that stands before you is, indeed, the bearer of bad news. And the news that I bear is, indeed, bad. Heh. Imagine this: You're sitting at home one night and you get called by an old friend. He asks you to do him a favor and help him. He is in dire need of help at the jobsite. He needs some help taking out the trash, cleaning the place up, etc. So, you decide to help him out, and you realize that he needs you tonight, as soon as possible. So, you're scurrying around and finally arrive. You make your presence felt. You're a stranger, though. No one knows who you are. No one really cares. Well, this...is where the bad news comes in. The bad news is as follows. Those of you who don't seem to care who I am, what I posses, etc., will be the ones that succomb to the power of I. Ya see, things are not as they seem. One minute, you're a winner, the next, a loser. But that's the way the cookie crumbles. But let me share something with you. My cookie has never crumbled, nor do I intend on it crumbling anytime soon. That may sound like a personal problem, but trust me, the only problem at hand is the one that the EWA is going have with the push. Yes, the push that is going to make the EWA go faster. You are looking at the one...the only...Granite.

[The crowd gives Granite a big reaction with a lot of cheers, something we never thought we would hear for the Second Coming.]

Granite - Thurston, tell these bitches how we plan on doing this.

[He hands the microphone over to Thurston Howell.]

"The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell - How we plan to do it. Well there really isn't much to it. First we rip, tear, bite, and scratch our way through the EWA tag team and signles division until no one is safe for what is coming to them, and that is the Second Coming. But now, before we rip and tear everybody up, we want to make one little thing clear. We are unquestionably the best tag team currently in the grasp of the EWA, and soon we prove we are the best ever. How do we do that you ask?? The answer is we become the EWA Tag Tag Champions of the WORLD!!! So this is going out to the Ballim, right here, right now. We are stepping up to the plate and are ready for you to throw the first pitch. We want our shots at the titles that are ours, or atlease soon to be ours. So we are making a challenge to you right now, and I don't see a better place to do it then the first pay per view of the new millenium, 3D Warfare on January 16, 2000. I mean we will even let you go so far that you can ever make the stipulations of the match, because it really doesn't matter to us as long as we got the shot. Because we will show right off, that the change in the millenium is just like the changing of the guard, and it will be changed to the Second Coming leading the way and with those belts around our waists. Now myself and Granite have only one more thing to say.......

The Second Coming - We make the money, we make the rules, and we made you!!!!

["Faith" by Limp Bizkit hits over the PA system as both Granite and Thurston Howell, the New Second Coming both leave the ring and head to the locker room.]

Employee 1 - Ok guys... On three we lift... First lets get it down there [Points down the hall.]

Employee 5 - Ok... Here we go....

Employee 1 - Ready? 1..... 2...... 3!

All Employee's - LIFT!!

[Suddenly, the same sexy female from last week walks by...]

Sexy Female - Hey boys!!

[All the men look at here, and drop the crate...]

All Employee's - AHHHHHH!!

Employee 5 - MY FUCKING FEET!!! WHY'D YOU DROP IT FOR?!?!

[The EWA arena goes silent, as a pin is heard the fans are dead, some even going to the bathroom and food stands until a voice is heard from behind the curtain.]

Justin Credilble - Sit the F*ck Down and Shut The F*ck up!

[The fans immediately wake up and start booing, a loud chorus of �Baalim, Baalim� is heard as �Get Out tha way� by Hot Boys echoes inside the jam packed arena. Several members of security walk into the aisle and grab the peoples cans, bottles and other objects before they throw them at the duo. The Impact Players dressed is all black walk out together wearing dress pants and shirt, looking very business-like for an interview. Justin Credible unbuttons his collar and holds up his cane as the crowd looks on still chanting their rivals name, looking at a kid he spits right in his eyes, making the crowd throw, scream and even a few people jump the ramp. Taz, the short stocky one walks casually by the riot and slides into the ring shaking Rob�s hand, and then posing for the crowd. Justin on the other hand is on the ground trying to get away from the parents and bottles being thrown at him. After wiping his outfit off, he slides into the ring with his bag and cane and straddles the ropes with his trademark pose looking into the crowd from above. The crowd keeps the barrage of trash going until Rob feels like he�s in the middle of a Hogan match before speaking.]

Rob DiMarco - IP, coming from a �not so pleasant� PPV match-up you have to be excited about the rumor going around the back. Everyone is talking about the recent suspension and stripping of the legendary BJ Boyz and that that then new champs are the people you hate most, the people that this crowd has been chanting as soon as they heard your names, The Baalim, what are your thoughts on that and the fact that your even alive after that gorilla press into a ddt and the massive clothesline that sent you Taz to the luxury seats!

Justin Credilble - Wow! Rob you must have been taking lessons from Nicky D about being a complete idiot and Italian jackass, you wanna know how pleasant it felt last night going in knowing you were going to kick a guys ass and then have two muscle bound idiots do a number on you Taz show the man.

[Taz decks Rob DiMarco and taps in the TAZmission in front of thousands, Justin is heard screaming obscenities that cannot be aired on EWATv. Justin directs Taz to hoist him up into the gorilla press slam and on cue delivers the front face ddt and then picks him up and snaps his neck with That�s Incredible!]

Justin Credilble - WE can interview ourselves Robby boy, how�s that for a �not so pleasant� night enjoy the hospital ride home. Now onto business you two masked idiots in the back and I know in about 5 seconds I�ll probably be jumped by ya�ll, listen and listen good I think I know who you to are and if I�m right long time no see. That finisher of yours really did do a number on me, but that�s to be expected when you jump someone from behind. So why don�t you to just come on out and lets have a match right here and now... that�s what I thought, you can attack the Impact Players during a match, but not when we�re doing the promo what a bunch of biotches. We had the match won we were getting ready for the Pain Killer, the most elite finisher in the business to put away the cockroach named Thurston Howell, but like typical fashion you guys showed and put a dent on our promises, but right now we�ll let that slide and if your names both begin with T and last end in K we�ll see you soon. The Baalim got the same treat, but not before attaining what we want and that would the Tag Team Titles oh, but don�t worry because they will be ours REAL SOON you see Havoc and Fallen Angel those belts shouldn�t be yours you didn�t pin anybody, you didn�t beat anybody as far as I�m concerned those belts are vacant. Whenever we square off again Baalim it will end this feud of ours and it will end it with a new champion being the Impact Players spitting in your face, and wiping your blood on your chest. Soon the war will start anew and we�ll be in the middle with a cane in one hand and a pair of lethal fists in the other. Now I�ve said my due on the tag team situation, lets take a lighter side to this interview. The King of Swing himself Nicky D, just got the wool pulled over his eyes and not only that Dino did it with a 5 Star performance, who else could be as bad as cutting promos as MMG, yet be able to beat Nicky and have a match with Deuce, and of course be probably the numero uno contender for the Heavyweight Belt. And then we have a chicken wing, 40-ounce drinking Klatt back from vacation somewhere in the hillbilly states, West Virginia or somewhere and then you wanna attack your brother and spill the beer. WHY?? I could�ve drunk the sonofabitch by myself, you wanna play mind games with The Hustler your going to learn Extremity at it�s best isn�t the Klatts, but only The Hustler. Now watch me get dumped by 6 masked men and a van. Taz?

Taz - Not much to say except for this, Masked Men, The Baalim you punk bitches...

Justin Credilble - I ain�t no PUNK Bitch, oh sorry to many Chris Tucker movies.

Taz - ... Better watch out because I have a feeling that once we�re let loose from the Establishment, then you will see why being an Impact Players is not only for the cold hearted, for the dangerously insane, but also only for �The Human Suplex Machine � and The �Extreme ICON of EWA� Justin Credible, it�s in our blood and soon you�ll feel the pain and suffering that nature caused. Rudolph and Satan Claus have nothing on the presents that we�re about to give the world.

Justin Credilble - [Now dressed with a Santa Hat] You see EWA, I�m in the sprit of bleeding , so an open challenge to all, who wants to see if your naughty or nice, cause when you step into the ring I�ll be kciking your ass more twice. Cause when your Just~IN Credible you make sure all the lovely ladies have a good Ho,Ho,Ho night. By the way go see my movie Santa pimps the Ho, Ho, Hoes on sale at K-Mart and othe fine establishments.

[The duo leave for the first time to cheers and walk to the back smiling for ear to ear.]

The Informer - Scheduled next is an In-Ring Interview with Ayden Caldato!

[The camera shows the backstage area, and it focuses in on Ayden Caldato.]

Vic Canon - AND THERE HE IS!!!

[Ayden continues to walk... He comes to a darker park of the arena, just before the entrance to the stage. In the corner is a body laying face down. Not even 3 feet away from the body is the EWA North American Title. Ayden walks towards the body, and picks up the Title. As he stands back up, the wall beside him collapses.]

Eddie Sensation - AHAHAHHAH!!!!

The Informer - THAT'S NOT FUNNY!! A WALL JUST CAVED IN ON THE MAN!!

Vic Canon - WHAT THE HELL CAUSE THAT TO HAPPEN!?!??!

Eddie Sensation - LOOK!!!

[A bobcat drives through the hole in the wall... The driver--Denial. He is seen laughing his head off.]

The Informer - OH MY GOD!! DENIAL HAS JUST DROPPED A WALL ON AYDEN CALDATO!!!

Rachel Stevens - Denial, this is my first time to interview you. It is such an honor.

Denial - Cut the crap. You know the only reason you are out here is because the EWA officials made you. We both know that you wouldn't touch me with a ten foot pole with someone pushing let alone get as close as you are now.

Rachel Stevens - Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! I like big strong guys that wear masks, throw in a pair of handcuffs and I think me and you can really hit it off.

[Denial gives her an annoyed look.]

Rachel Stevens - Sorry. Might as well get this started. Please tell us what everyone wants to know. Why Denial, Why?

Denial - It is real simple, Rachel... Real simple. Last Sunday at Extreme and Uncensored '99 you saw me savagely beating Hacker into a bloody pulp like I said I would. And who was there to ruin my party? One of the members of Guilty Party. That didn't go over well with me.

Rachel Stevens - But you two embraced. What was up with that?

Denial - Ever hear the saying "If you can't stand it don't lose your patience... Just nod and smile?" Ayden took my smiling as a sign of friendship but he has to learn that not everyone that smiles at him is his friend. That's a big mistake he made. Another mistake he made was complimenting me and then saying that the title I have worked for for the past month was his.... it's not his... it's mine. Hacker my hold it around his waist but I got the win in that match. I will win that title and if Ayden has any problem swallowing that then all I have to say is... once I have beaten you down, Ayden, and hit you with the Compulsion, there will be no denying it. We will then know that the better of us two is me.

Rachel Stevens - Ayden didn't attack you or anything. He just stated his opinion about winning the title. Did you HAVE to push a wall on top of him.

Denial - Yes....

Rachel Stevens - Why?

Denial - I'm not going to be a pushover to Ayden. He's a feeble wrestler with strong intentions... Intentions that he won't be able to follow through with when he steps in the ring with me. Resorting to the actions that I did is merely a warning to Ayden that I am not the man to mess. That was just a fraction the pain he will suffer once he steps in the ring with me...

Rachel Stevens - Hacker still holds the North American Title. What are your plans for him?

Denial - Considering he still holds the North American Title my plans are to get another title shot and win the title. Hacker is the most undeserving man to hold that title.... He's a disgrace to the EWA. Sooner than later that title will make its way around my waist whether Hacker and Ayden like it or not....

Rachel Stevens - Well....

[Denial turns his back to Rachel and stares into the crowd... Suddenly Mike Anderson and Denzel Covington come running down the aisle.]

Rachel Stevens - LOOK OUT!!

[Denial turns around just in time to catch a clothesline from Mike Anderson. Both men beat him into the mat with boots and fists.]

The Informer - TWO MEMBERS OF THE GUILTY PARTY ARE LAYING IT TO DENIAL!!!

Vic Canon - AND IT'S WELL DESERVED!!!

Eddie Sensation - HAHAHAH!! HE DROPPED A WALL ON AYDEN CALDATO!!! AHAHAHA!!!

[After several seconds of assaulting Denial, Mike Anderson and Denzel Covington leave the ring.]

The Informer - Welcome back to heat folks... Earlier today, I had the opportunity to travel to the house of "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante... and well, it didn't turn out as great as the EWA intended. Keep in mind, Nick left the Gund Arena last night in a very depressed state of mind after losing to Sir Psycho Sexy, who ended up being his good friend Dino Delsante under a mask. The EWA sent me on assignment to Nick's home in hopes that we could get a word with him... well, just check it out for yourselves.

The Informer - Hello ladies and gentlemen, I'm The Informer and I'm here in Toronto, Ontario, Canada standing in front of the residence of "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante. As every EWA fan who joined us live on pay-per-view should know by now, it's been a rough 24 hours for Nick Diamante. Months of planing by Sir Psycho Sexy aka. "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante has left "The Diamond Stud" humiliated and betrayed. I've been sent here to Nick's house, uninvited, but with the hopes of speaking to Nick Diamante about last night's events. I guess I'll start by ringing the intercom right here outside Mr. Diamante's home.

[The Informer rings the intercom system bell beside the large, iron gates outside of Mr. Diamante's home, and awaits a responce...]

Woman's Voice - Welcome to the ruggedly handsome home of "The Diamond Stud" Nick Diamante. Please identify yourself.

The Informer - Uhh, yes... hello! This is The Informer from the Extreme Wrestling Ass...

Woman - I'm sorry, but Mr. Diamante informed me not to take any requests from anyone involved with the Extreme Wrestling Association.

The Informer - Just one word, please! We all wanna know how Nick is doing after his...

Woman - I'm sorry but Nick is not available for comment at this present moment.

The Informer - Tell him it's The Informer! He likes me... he'll let me in!

Woman - Sir, if you fail to remove yourself from Mr. Diamante's property in the next few moments, I'll unfortunately be forced to release the guard-dogs.

The Informer - Oh shucks! I'm sorry! Umm... Wish Nick a Merry Christmas for me!

Woman - Thank you sir, and Merry Christmas yourself.

[The tape stops...]

Eddie Sensation - You should have stuck around to see what those dogs looked like, Informer!

The Informer - Oh yeah, happening! In all seriousness fans, this situation is a very serious one. Nick just doesn't seem to be progressing well.

Vic Canon - Nick is the kinda guy who always seemed to work for himself. In the last few weeks, we saw something strange... he began sharing his cockiness with a long-time friend in "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante. That right there doesn't suit "The Diamond Stud's" style.

Eddie Sensation - I know what you're saying, and I hate to admit it. Nick has always been a man unwilling to share the spotlight. He finally did, and he was outsmarted and humiliated. "The Diamond Stud" has such a huge ego that he may not be able to recover from this.

The Informer - The "humanitarian" side of me hopes he gets over it... but the "wrestling-fan" side of me is loving every minute of it!

Eddie Sensation - Come on! Don't you think that is a bit harsh, dude?

Vic Canon - Eddie, with all that Nick has done in the last few weeks... The KKK incident... The racism... The way he treats the EWA employees... I say Nick deserved what Dino Delsante did to him!

Eddie Sensation - Yeah, well I think the perfume in the toilet bowl that you've been drinking from is too strong! Nick, if you're watching this right now, hear me out man. The EWA needs "The Diamond Stud"... and you can't let this get to you. Remember, you being humiliated opens up an opportunity for "TDS" to get revenge, in grand fashion! Brother, be strong, and all will work out fine!

The Informer - Diamante is a big boy, and I'm sure he'll be back and in action sooner than we expect. But I'd hate to be "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante when Nick decides to return!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - These FU*KING CAMERAS ARE IMPOSIBLE TO USE!!!..... AH! There we go!!... Woah! This thing is pretty cool!!

[Suddenly, the camera goes flying backwards. It lands on its side, showing Rob DiMarco standing over Nuno's body.]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - WATCH IT YOU FU*KING IDIOT!!!

Rob DiMarco - ...Oh yeah?? Want to start again??

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Oh shut up... Last week I had a stomach ache, and was in pain!

Rob DiMarco - Oh yeah??? Ok.... I guess that means you want some more!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Try it, shit head!

[Rob DiMarco gets closer to him... Suddenly Nuno sends a swift kick to the nuts of Rob DiMarco. He gets up, grabs his camera, and runs.]

Rob DiMarco - YOU SON OF A BITCH!!

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - [Screaming over his shoulder...] THAT'S WHAT YOU GET!!! DON'T FUCK WITH NUNO!! AHAHAHAHHA!!!..... [BANG]

[The camera falls backwards, and you can hear Nuno say...]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - FUCK!....... GOD DAMN WALLS ARE ALWAYS IN MY WAY!!

[The lights at the arena begin to flicker, then turn completely off. A low bass rumbles, shaking every seat in the house. The fans begin to cheer loudly for the entrance of The Hustler. The bass stops, followed by a period of silence. Everyone in the arena sits in anticipation. Out of nowhere, giving a shock to some, huge blue, silver, and gold pyro explodes along the entrance ramp and above the ring. "Walk" by Pantera blasts over the PA, as the words "YOUR PAIN IS MY GAIN" flashes across the EWA Big Screen. Scenes of Hustler's past hardcore matches pass on the screen, as the man himself, The Hustler, walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd goes absolutely insane at the sight of him. He has strapped around him the EWA Extreme Title. On his forehead, a large bandage is placed to cover up the gash he received from the Mller 40oz bottle of Trent Klatt. He walks down to the ring in his usual patient fashion, and enters the squared circle to the roar of the fans. He takes the mic out of Rob DiMarco's hand, and chases the interviewer out of the ring. Laughter erupts from the crowd as Rob DiMarco hurries as quickly as possible out of the ring, and falls flat on his face on the outside. Hustler smirks, but then looks away. His music stops and he brings the mic to his mouth.]

The Hustler - Rob, I have no need right now for some little squirt like you asking me stupid questions that just piss me off. I'm going to give all the fans here tonight, and everyone at home watching on their TV's the straight facts, no bullshit, about what's going on with The Hustler. Now, as all of you must have seen or heard about, Trent Klatt returned to the EWA, coming out of retirement, after my match at Extreme and Uncensored this past weekend. Trent is my brother, my own flesh and blood. He and myself, along with our brother Trevor, founded what was a highly respected, successful, fun-loving stable names the kWo. We rolled along until Trent and Trevor decided to call it quits, so I thought, and I moved on to the EWA and other federations. I've worked here a while, been quite successful, and was and still am very happy in this organization, BUT, that all changed with one action. With on swing of a Miller 40, years of work, years of brotherhood, a bond which I thought could never be broken, was smashed to pieces. Trent, my own brother, put me down with the K-Bomb-TWICE, a ove i helped him develop. Them he says I'm no good enough? Not a leader? a follower? That right there is one heaping pile of bullshit, and Trent knows it. I've worked my ass off in wrestling longer and harder than ANY other Klatt, and I have never mentioned anything to him, never tried to be hurtful. Sure, I followed him in the kWo, he was the leader, he is my big brother, I've grown up listening to him. But now, that all changes. I came to realization last night, as I was getting the glass pulled out of my forehead from that bottle. I came to realize, that all my time in wrestling next to him, he has held me down, looked down upon as the younger brother who couldn't handle anything major. He never let me go after any big titles in any federation. I was held down, and took my frustrations out in the Hardcore divisions. I became good with extreme fighting, so I stuck to that, and now I'm one of the most feared in the world when it comes to Hardcore matches. Here in the EWA, it felt so great to just be my own man, to do what I wanted to do, but now Trent wants to change all that. Well, I say, FUCK YOU TRENT!!! I'VE PUT UP WITH YOUR BULLSHIT LONG ENOUGH, AND IT STOPS NOW!!! I will not allow to waltz right into a fed where I have made a name for myself, and go under your wing again. This is MY time, and your antics aren't going to stop. You can try, but I'm not going to hestiate to kick you ass, true Klatt style, all over the ring, and show you how much better your little brother is at this thing called wrestling. I trusted you, but you broke that trust. You are still my brother, I can't change that.......but I can change the way your face looks after a few shots with a baseball bat!!!! You want a reference point Trent? Just ask Elypsium, who I annihilated in our match just two days ago.... Elypsium, Elysium, things just turn out funny, you know? I mean, you went on and on how I was a coward and didn't want to face you, how were you going to destroy me in front of the world, YET, I think YOU were the one lying in a puddle of your own blood after a nice big wrench shot to the head. I went a little Craftsman on your ass, and you got a full fledged lesson in Getting Hustled 101. This lesson, though, I particularly enjoyed, because you found out first hand how much of a force I am, how much better than you I am in the ring, and why I am called Extremity At Its Best. Your wanker ass should just go back to England, sit yourself down in some high falootin' house, and drink tea all day like an English fag is supposed to, because you sure as hell can't handle the likes of me in the ring, ESPECIALLY when hardcore rules apply. All your shit-talking before our match got you nothing but a beating and a half. So, Elpysium, for the first time in your life, you realized that.......YOUR PAIN IS MY GA--

[Suddenly, "Fade To Black" by Metallica blasts through the speakers, and Elypsium walks out...]

Elypsium - Woah woah woah!! You think you're all big?? You think that you beat me at the Pay Per View?? No no no!! You've got it all wrong my friend! What you did was knock me out by using a weapon!! You had to use a weapon to beat me, because that's the only way you will! You knew I was about to make my come back in the match, and pin you to become the NEW EWA Extreme Champion..... So, you grabbed a wrench, and hit me across the head with it! How hard is it to hit someone in the head with a wrench?! What I'm getting at, is that I want a Re-Match!! Yeah.... you heard me right!! A Re-Match... For that title! The EXTREME Title! The question is, do you have the balls???

The Hustler - YOU'RE ON!!!

Elypsium - Ha ha!! So he grew some balls!! I hope you know that what you just did was sign me your life!! See ya next week, chump!!

The Cameraless Camera Man - Sir... He stole my camera!

Tom Stone - Well get it back!

The Cameraless Camera Man - I can't find him!!

Tom Stone - FIND HIM, OR YOU'LL BE RECEIVING A PINK PEICE OF PAPER!!!

The Cameraless Camera Man - But sir! He's a raging lunatic!

Tom Stone - What was that??? You want a match with him??

The Cameraless Camera Man - NO SIR!! PLEASE!!!

Tom Stone - THEN GET THE HELL OUT OF MY FACE YOU IDIOT!!

The Cameraless Camera Man - Yes sir... Sorry to disturb you...

[The Cameraman walks away, feeling humiliated.]

Antrim - You're damn right I do.... What amazes me, is that the EWA International Champion has to use an illigal weapon to win his matches... He's no kind of champion! He's a cheater! He should be stripped of the Title, and it should be handed to me! But, if that were to happen, I wouldn't really enjoy it as much as pinning his shoulders to the mat for a three count!

Rachel Stevens - What's next for Antrim??

Antrim - What's next?? No no no... I'M NOT DONE WITH COVINGTON YET!!

Rachel Stevens - LOOK OUT!!

[Suddenly Cody Covington jumps on Antrim. The two brawl on the floor, and are eventually broken up by referees.]

[Knock, Knock, Knock...]

Tom Stone - WHO THE FUCK IS IT?! IT BETTER BE IMPORTANT!

[She walks into the room, and closes the door....]

Tom Stone - Oh... Sorry there, I got a little carried away....

Sexy Woman - It's ok Mr. Stone.... I understand...

Tom Stone - So, what's up? Why you here?

Sexy Woman - Well, I wanted to discuss...........

[The door closes on the camera...]

Rachel Stevens - Well Thorn, after the other nights loss at Extreme and Uncensored '99, it seems like you'll have a lot of rebuilding to do, what do you plan on doing now that Zed has seemingly conquered your matches with him?

Thorn - Conquered our matches? Sure he's won 3 out of our 4 matches, but that doesn't mean he's conquered them. In my eyes, I did damn good on Sunday, apparently not good enough, but that's what happens when some low life excuse for a wrestler comes in acting as a ref. In my other matches with Zed, we have both been provingly dominant and have shown our worth in being the top two draws in the EWA. I may only have one defeat over Zed, but as long as he's holding that title I will keep trying my hardest, and go after him time and time again until I'm dead, or that belt is around my waist where it belongs. I haven't worked hard in this fed, for no reason, I've payed my dues, I've done this, done that, taken this, taken that, but what have I truly gained from this fed? Nothing in the way, shape, or form of belts, sure I've had a couple, but the thing that I've gained the most from this federation is a name, people respect me, I've even heard that I was a legend, people have copied my style, just plain jacked my style, and some have just sat there in awe as they watched me perform. I've gained respect and fan base in this fed, and if you can have all that without having held the heavyweight title once in your entire career, you must have something going for you. I mean guys like Deuce, Cody Covington, no relation to Denzel, and others like Ayden for instance are good wrestlers and all, but they don't have a big as fan base, basically because they haven't been around all that long. I've been in the EWA for well over half a year, I first signed with the EWA the beginning of this month a year ago, and apparently I'm still not old skool, oh well, old skool sucked anyways. I know my way around this place like the back of my hand, I know everyone that works here, and I know that all the fans like to see me in the ring, but people that just show up out of no where and automatically think there awesome don't deserve, in my eyes, to be up there with the likes of me and Zed, but I guess that's how you play the game.

Rachel Stevens - Well, there's alot of truth in that. What do you think of Hostile Youth, personally, I like them alot those BJ Boyz....

Thorn - [Disgusted look on face] Your standing here in front of me and saying this? HA, Yeah those BJ Boyz sure are good, apparently too good for the EWA when they don't even bother to show up at the last PPV of the millenium, oh well, I don't care about them, there nothing to me.

Rachel Stevens - Listen guy, everyone has an opinion and I think it's pretty stupid that you can't respect that.

Thorn - God, someone has an attitude today. Listen lady, if your going to be all pissy cause you got naked in front of everyone last night, that's fine with me, but I don't need to deal with you right now, and for that matter, you don't look good naked anyways, ugly tramp.

[Thorn gives her a look of disgust as he turns away without wanting to hear another word from her. She stands there for a moment with a confused look on her face, then just turns around and gets pissed and kicks a trash can. Meanwhile, Thorn and The Guilty Party are standing in front of there locker room.]

Thorn - Listen guys, I got something to do, and I want you guys to just stay here in the locker room, I need to do this alone. So just chill here, I'll be back in a minute.

[They all shrug there shoulders, not really caring because it's his business. Even though there are somewhat confused as why he doesn't want there back they agree and step into there locker room.]

Thorn - Last Sunday, I left the PPV a broken, beaten, tired man. I must have sat in my locker room for half an hour thinking what went wrong? What could I have changed to win? What will I do next time so I will win? I couldn't figure out an answer, I thought I did everything right, I thought I executed everything at the right time at the right spot, but somehow I got beaten. I got laid out in the middle of the ring with the Unforgiven, just like Zed called it. Far and square? I'm still pondering that one, TNT sure seemed to be at the right place and the right time for Zed, but being a pretty smart man that I am, I see something more then just a handy-dandy reffing job for TNT in the EWA. I don't care, if I lose because I get screwed by some low life loser that used to be a top draw in the EWA but now is nothing more then a derelict and someone else that will just waste Tom Stone's time and money. I don't find that a loss, I find it again... a rip-off. I don't care how many times I get screwed, I WILL keep coming back again and again, but if the screwing keeps up, then I think its time to find a new job. But I don't see that happening I love the EWA and I love working for the EWA. So right now, I'm going to say that Hostile Youth is underestimating myself and the Guilty Party, sure I'm the only one that isn't a rookie, but that is what's so great about it, these guys will learn from me and they will be the best stable in the EWA every. R~X will look like a little childs toy compared to us, one day you will see what I'm saying, and when that day comes, you will know that I don't lie about anything. Right now, I really need to get out of here, sorry to cut this so short, but I'll be back.

Eddie Sensation -You mean he left his pool with all those women?

Vic Canon - We got a visual of him arriving. There is Triple D getting out of the back of Deuce�s Hummer.

Eddie Sensation -HA! You said Hummer!!

The Informer - Don�t forget Deuce just found out that Dino Delsante is the Number One Contender for the Heavyweight Title.

Vic Canon - I bet that doesn�t settle well with Deuce. I am sure that the Bigg Daddy will get to the bottom of this.

Rob DiMarco - Here we are with the new tag-team champions, Fallen Angel and Havoc, algon with the Chronicler. In what turned out to be an extremely bizzare title-match, you two were crowned champions. How do you feel about your win at the pay-per-view.

Havoc - Great.

Fallen Angel - Shit!

Havoc - Huh?

Fallen Angel - What happened at Extreme and Uncensored was a travesty on the part of the BJ Boys. They knew perfectly well that they were defending the titles against us, yet they decided to run off to another fed and leave us in the ring, without a fight. Those two self-righteous little pricks finally had their titles put on the line, for the second time in three and a half months, they decided to pull a no-show. How do I feel? Well, I'm not as enthused as Havoc, here. We did not win those titles. We didn't fight. We didn't make a pin, and we didn't earn those belts. So we're the champs, heh? Who gives a crap?! What does it mean to be an EWA champion? Well, if gaining two belts from Tom Stone, who decided to punish the so called "Innovators of Tag-Team Wrestling", without even working up a sweat, then I guess we're the tag-team champions. But we didn't earn the titles. And I will not be satisfied, until I have beaten the Kress brothers in a fair fight. And even if we do get the belts back off those two Baalim-wannabe mystery men, I will not be proud enough to wear it, until we have destroyed Adam and Brian Kress in the ring!

Havoc - Oh.

Rob DiMarco - You talked about getting the belts back. At the pay-per-view, right after you were awarded the titles, they were stolen by two men, wearing masks. Do you have any idea who those two masked wrestlers were?

Havoc - No idea whatsoever.

Fallen Angel - It doesn't matter who they were! The point is, they had the nerve to come to the pay-per-view, and single-handedly demolish the three title-seeking tag-teams. They beat the crap out of Howell and the Impact Players, then they attacked us and made off with the titles! That's even lower than how we gained the belts! I don't care if it's Menace 2 Society or whether it's just a couple of fans trying to make the limelight. I don't even care if it's a completely new tag-team altogether! Whoever they are, know this... The both of them have just been added to the Baalim's hitlist. They're gonna pay for what they've done, and they're gonna pay for it in blood. So here it is. You two assholes show your faces, and step into the ring with Havoc and I, and prepare to get what you deserve, hardcore-style.

Havoc - We're issuing a challenge?

Fallen Angel - You're damn right we're issuing a challenge. Fill the ring with chairs, garbage bins and tables. Line the ropes with barbed-wire. Hell, I don't even care if you wanna line the floor with landmines, or have laser-tripwires all over the place! The point is, if you're not catching my drift, is that you're gonna suffer for stealing those god-damned tag-team title belts!

Havoc - Easy there.

Fallen Angel - Shut up!

The Chronicler - Settle down, for christs sake!

Rob DiMarco - Can I continue?

Fallen Angel - Shoot.

Rachel Stevens - On Sunday, the world stared in disbelief, as Deuce unmasked Sir Psycho Sexy, and revealed him to be none other than "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante. I'm just guessing, but you guys didn't know this, did you?

Fallen Angel - Hell no! Havoc doubted me. Little miss Mary Poppins here doubted me.

The Chronicler - What?!

Havoc - You've dropped, man.

Fallen Angel - In fact, the whole world doubted me when I formed an alliance with Sir Psycho Sexy. We formed Sexy As Hell on the basis that we could work well together, and that we could find safety in numbers. Sir Psycho Sexy was the closest thing I've ever had to a friend.

Havoc - Excuse me?!

Fallen Angel - But I should've known better. Just like every other asshole in this fucking wrestling federation, Sir Psycho couldn't resist the temptation to stab his friends in the back. Dino Delsante is your typical power-hungry son-of-a-bitch! So, Dino, you better watch your back. Nobody screws Fallen Angel around and lives to brag about it. And when you get to hell, Dino, tell 'em it was Fallen Angel that sent 'em your sorry ass!

Rob DiMarco - Does this mean that Sexy As Hell is over?

Fallen Angel - What the hell do you think? Of course that piece-of-shit of a stable is finished with!

Havoc - I'm outta here.

The Chronicler - Me too.

Fallen Angel - So Adam and Brian Kress, Dino Delsante, and those two masked bitches, you better sign your wills and organise a funeral, because you're all going straight to hell. Now, I've got somewhere else to be, so get the hell outta my face!

[Fallen Angel leaves the ring as well, following his partner and manager. He walks straight past them, pushing Havoc spitefully aside. He disappears behind the curtain, as Havoc and the Chronicler follow him, disturbed.]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - Hmmm... What could I do with this thing??

[Nuno Nitrowalawitz comes up to a room, which reads "R. Stevens". He opens the door a bit....]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - She's on the phone!! Yes!!...

[Nuno focuses in on Rachel Stevens, and listens...]

Rachel Stevens - Yeah...... It was really good for me too.... I enjoyed it a lot.... I'd have to say it was the best I ever had!!..... You're truly amazing!! When can we do it again??....... Perfect!! See you then!!!......

[The crowd begins to chant "SLUT". Nuno begins to walk away...]

"FreakShow" Nuno Nitrowalawitz - What a damn slut! I wonder who she was talking to....

Zed - Well ladies and gentlemen, once again your EWA World Heavyweight Champion has prevailed...!

[The fans begin to boo like mad hell. The arena practically begins to shake from the tremendous amount of noise being mass produced by the infuriated fans.]

Zed - Aw, shut up. It's high time that you stupid fans realized you have no reason to boo anymore. Time and and time again i've continually shown that I can't take out all forms of competetion without missing a beat. It's about time you people understood that I may very well be the best damn Heavyweight champion the EWA has ever seen. Don't believe it? Just look at the long list of people i've defended my title against sucessfully. Not only am I the best damn Heavyweight Champion there ever was, but i'm the LONGEST REIGNING heavyweight champion as well! Does this surprise anyone? It shouldn't...!

[The fans boo some more, but Zed does the jerking off handmotion and begins to mimic the crowd.]

Zed - Shut up simpletons. It's Zed time now, not fan time. For those of you who have had their heads lodged up their anal crevice's the last day or so, you may have missed the spectacular events that went down yesterday. The first spectacular event was Nicholas Diamante getting screwed....!! AHAHAHAHHA! I think I had an orgasim when I saw his punk ass put in line! That jerk is only human, and its about time he finally knew it! Muwahahahahahaha! I hope you leave and never come back Nick, the EWA doesn't have room for the two of us....well....let me rephrase that, the EWA doesn't have room to fit your FAT ASS! HA! BITCH! The Diamond Jerk is no longer an issue folks, so for the one or two Nicky D fans out there, I suggest you find a new hero. Preferably one who has a belt of some significance. Wait...I have a belt of some significance.... How about me..?!

[The fans begin to boo louder than ever, as Zed stands laughing in the ring.]

Zed - Heh heh, I crack myself up. Anyway, down to business. Thorn, your punk ass was left Unforgiven....AGAIN. Last night you found out exactly why you're NOT better than I am Thorn. You may have thought you were, but last night proved that of the two of us, I AM THE BETTER MAN! Now you can go about your business Thorn, with those guilty party morons whom you call your friends. Odd, when you were friends with me Thorn, I don't quite remember you getting screwed so often. But, now that you're my enemy, screwings seem to come in handfuls for you! What does that tell you? Maybe you're hanging out with the wrong crowd Thorn. But, nonetheless, your ass was put in place, and i'm still the champion. Which brings me to my next topic...the two number one contenders for the Heavyweight Title, Dino Delsante, and Deuce.

[The one or two Dino fans cheer, and the gay man in the front holding a Deuce flag begins to jump up and down.]

Zed - Now now folks, lets not get too excited. Dino, I have to hand it to you, you really fooled alot of people. You didn't fool me, because quite frankly, you're the only one who was stupid enough to parade around in a mask anyway. Sir Psycho Sexy? Ha, what a joke that gimmick was! Oh well, now that you're running around maskless, making people scream at sight of you, you must think you're real hot stuff. "Dino Delsante, the number one contender for the Heavyweight Title..." BAH! BIG DEAL! I am the Champ Dino, and I can tell you that your status in the federation is nothing more than small potatoes. Sure, you got a win over Nicky D, but hell, just about anyone could get one of those. And if you do recall Dino, when you were Sir Psycho Sexy, you mentioned that the whole time you only got one loss....funny...who was it you were wrestling when you got that loss? OH YEAH!! IT WAS ME!! Odd, who would've thought that huh? Damn, time and time again I continually prove why i'm the best. When will it end? When will I stop astonishing the world..?!

[The fans begin to boo as Zed gets fuller and fuller of himself.]

Zed - Well Dino, you're one of the number one contenders now, congratulations. But don't think it'll ever amount to anything. Because as long as i'm champion Dino, you'll never get your hands on the title. I'm way out of your league. And as far as the second guy goes...DEUCE ol' boy! Deuce, need I even speaketh of thou? I've beat you twice before...both times were titles match. Which means on two seperate occassions as two different PPV's you dropped the ball Deuce. And i'm supposed to be worried about you? HA! Yeah right. It is you Deuce, who should be worried about losing to me...AGAIN! Deuce, Dino, roll down your sleeves, because you're nothing compared to me. Give it up, and go find some jobbers to beat up on. Because i'm one fish niether of you can fry...

[The fans jump to their feet and begin to boo again.]

Zed - Before I leave i'd like to thank TNT for helping me out Sunday night. The BJ Boys were off beating the Regulators in a rival federation, some please excuse the absence of HY2K. Nonetheless, TNT made the save at the end, and I kicked Thorn's ass. But not only did I kick his ass... I left him UNFORGIVEN!!!

[Zed tosses the mic out of the ring, spins around, and then gives the high sign for his finishing move, Unforgiven. "The Unforgiven" by Metallica begins to blast over the arena speakers as Zed casually rolls out of the ring and exits.]

Rob DiMarco - Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to bring you at this time, one of the EWA�s all time greatest athletes to ever grace a wrestling ring. This man is a former Boulderweight Champion in the EWA, former EWA International Champion, and could quite possibly be the NEXT EWA Heavyweight Champion. Without further adu, ladies and gentlement... T-N-T!

[TNT steps into camera view wearing a black T-Shirt tucked in to a pair of camoflauge pants. With a smirk on his face, he looks Rob DiMarco right in the eye and begins to speak...]

TNT - Thanks, Rob. But before you ask me the questions... I have a few to ask you.

Rob DiMarco - Sure, go right ahead...

TNT - Do you like your job as an EWA Reporter or would you give it up for any piece of ass with a job higher up in the corporate ranks?

Rob DiMarco - Well, actually, I love my job here in the EWA.

TNT - Okay, okay... Do you plan on doing this for a while?

Rob DiMarco - Well yes... I do. May I ask where you�re taking this to?

TNT - Well, Robbie... If you like this job so much and you�d basically do anything to keep it for a long time... I SUGGEST that you start asking me questions and not KISSING MY ASS. Now, if you�re ready... No, no... Not if... START THIS DAMN INTERVIEW OVER.

Rob DiMarco - Okay... Sorry.

[TNT crosses his arms and leans back against the wall as DiMarco begins conducting this exclusive interview with the EWA Veteran.]

Rob DiMarco - TNT, what brought you back to the sport of professional wrestling and mainly, what brings you back to the Extreme Wrestling Association?

TNT - To tell you the truth, I never left professional wrestling. I�ve been training this whole time. Sure, I left the EWA... That�s because things weren�t ran the way they should�ve been at the time of my departure. You had Serial Thrylla and Chandler at Stone�s front doorstep every damn morning to deliver his paper and kiss his ass. If they didn�t like what was going on... They threw a hissy fit and basically got what they wanted by crying on ole� Tumbus� shoulder like little bitches. Now that the MASTER of submission has returned to the EWA... It�s time to take care of some unfinished business.

Rob DiMarco - I couldn�t help but hear you refer to yourself as the Master Of Submission... May I ask what that�s all about?

TNT - Sure thing, boner. It�s as simple as this... over my 3 or 4 month hiatus from the EWA, I was being trained by the finest. Blood, sweat, and tears was what it was all about. But the only blood, sweat, and tears that I saw came from whoever was picked to be the guinea pig when I got into the ring. Seven days a week, 10 hours a day... It all leads to one glorious road... And we all know where that road will take you.

Rob DiMarco - As I�m sure all of you fans know, TNT is referring to the precious EWA Heavyweight Titl---

TNT - What the hell are you talking about? Don�t go putting words into my mouth. I have no plans of even attempting to go for the title yet you idiot. Sure, I may be the Master Of Submission but let�s face it... I have been out of the game for a while and the competition has gotten a little better here in the EWA. I�ve got to test the waters before I go diving in over my head... I�m not worried about the Heavyweight strap........ yet.

Rob DiMarco - Fair enough. Well, onto one other thing before we go... Can you explain your affiliation with Hostile Youth 2000?

TNT - Well, I�ll say it like this. Tumbus Stone called me up Sunday afternoon and asked if I�d like to make a special appearance at the Pay Per View as a special guest referee. What better match to do it for than the Heavyweight Title Match between Thorn and Zed. Of course, Zed and I have had our differences in the past... Hell, he took my International Title... But, somethings are in the past and are already done and over with. I respect Zed... A whole hell of a lot more than anyone else in the EWA. The man has nerve, he has guts, and he has the EWA strap... Who could ask for anything more? And before you even ask... No, I�m not the newest member of HY2K!

Rob DiMarco - Would you be willing to join HY2K if asked to do so?

TNT - I dunno... I guess... Well, we�ll just have to wait and see, won�t we?

Rob DiMarco - I guess so. There you go, everyone!!! You heard it!!! TNT is back on fire here in the EWA and he�s hotter than ever!!! Thanks alot, TNT... Back to you guys!!!

[TNT leans over to DiMarco and smacks him on the back of the head...]

TNT - [As the camera fades...] Don�t ever say I�m hotter than ever...fuckin� fruitloop.

The Informer - What's going on?? The Baalim are on their way out here again??

Vic Canon - I guess they did say everything they needed to say!

[Suddenly the music cuts off, and the wordless version of "Let's Get This Party Started" by Korn blasts through the speakers. The pyro errupts, and the fans are in awe. Walking out from behind the curtains are two men dressed in black. They both raise there arms up with the Tag Team Titles in their hands. They make their way down the ramp and enter the ring. They both stand in the center of the ring with arms raised, as a large Red X goes off behind them. One of the masked men points to The Informer, and signals for him to make his way into the ring. The Informer gets into the ring, with mic in hand. The masked man whispers something into The Informer's ear.]

The Informer - "Ladies and Gentlemen, these two gentlemen have informed me that my services are required to pass a message on to you this evening."

[The masked men lean over, and begin to speak to The Informer....]

The Informer - "Everybody wants to know exactly who we are, and what we're doing here. Now listen up, because you might just get some of the answers you're looking for! We've noticed that the EWA has a very, very thin amount of talent, especially in the Tag Team Division. So we decided to fix that problem. We're officially in the hunt for these pieces of tin that the EWA calls the Tag Team Titles!"

[They raise the title's high above their heads.]

The Informer - "We're officially in the EWA. You all might be wondering how we go in here, but those secrets are better left untold, and names are better left unspoken."

[The Informer pulls away from the two men...]

The Informer - Hold on a second guys... You two are trying to get me to do your dirty work here, but there's one question that I, along with everyone else in this building want to know the answer to! And unless you give me the answer, my co-operation stops now!! Who are you two??

[The two men grab The Informer. The bigger man throws him to the ropes, and picks him up in a Gorilla Press while the other man goes to the apron, does a springboard off the top rope and catches The Informer with a Front Face DDT.]

Vic Canon - OH GOD!!! STOP THESE MEN!!!

Eddie Sensation - HAHAHA!! YES!!! THEY GOT HIM!!!

[One of the men grabs the microphone, lifts his mask up just enough to uncover his mouth, and screams....]

Masked Man - YOU WANT TO KNOW WHO WE ARE??? YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW?!?!?! THEN TAKE A LOOK.... AT THIS!!!

[The masked man points to the big screen, and the screen fades in to a view of a limo. The camera goes to a view inside the limo, and inside we can see a man watching The EWA Tag Team Champions, and EWA North American Champion in action. The man is talking on the fone, and he says...]

Man On Phone - And remember T, all three of them IRON CLAD! .... Thanks a lot T... What was that?? .... Yeah, I think I can do that! See you in 10!

[The man hangs up the phone, picks it up again and dials the limo driver.]

Man On Phone - Eh, Larry... Do you remember the directions to the EWA Headquarters??

Larry - Yeah...

Man On Phone - Get me there now...

[The screen blacks out, and fades into a hand holding a glass of scotch.]

Voice - EWA Fans... You want the best?? I'm bringing you the best!! I bring to you...

[The camera shows the ring once again...]

Masked Man - EXTREME VELOCITY!!!!!!

[The men pull of their masks to reveal "The Extremist" Justin Sane and "The Interrogator" Richard Dreyborn. The fans go wild! Extreme Velocity throw the Tag Team Titles out of the ring, their music hits and they begin to leave the ring. A sinister laugh is heard coming from the EWA Big Screen...]

Eddie Sensation -There is Deuce. He doesn�t look happy.

Vic Canon - He is walking with a purpose to. Is he coming out to the ring.

The Informer - Folks we were there when Deuce found out that Dino Delsante was the new Number One Contender.

Vic Canon - Where is he going... wait. He stopped at someone�s door.

Eddie Sensation -Look it says.. STONE. IT SAYS STONE ON THE DOOR!!

The Informer - Oh I bet Deuce is taking this straight to the top brass. He looks pissed.

Vic Canon - He�s just barging right in. Look there is Tom watching the show smoking a cigar.

Deuce - TOM!! What the hell is going on??

Tom Stone - What do you mean?

Deuce - You know damn well what I mean. Dino beats Nick D and he�s the number one contender... I beat Dino last night! He didn�t have the balls to show his face in our match and yet hs gets to be the number one contender?!?! I should be the number one contender I beat Dino Sunday night!! Its my belt and I deserve the shot!! What are you gonna do about it??

Tom Stone - Deuce, I just.. I don�t know what to say.....

Deuce - Well I tell you what Tom... I am giving you till the end of tonights show to get to the bottom of this.

Vic Canon - I think we should get someone to check out Tom�s shorts.

Eddie Sensation -Wow. Deuce is not happy about Dino being number one contender.

The Informer - I don�t blame him. He has worked hard for his shot at the title.

Eddie Sensation -Yeah but Dino won the Diamond Studd Invtational. That has to amount for something.

Vic Canon - Yeah but like Deuce said.. he beat Dino last night. That means he has one over on Dino.

The Informer - Well I guess we will have to see what Mr. Stone has to say at the end of the night.

Tracey Lane - Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce at this time the winner of the TDS Tournament, and the man who is on a collision course with Zed, "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante!

[ No music, but the fans boo. Stone Temple Pilots' "Down" comes on. The crowd boos immediately. "The Cornerstone" doesn't come through the curtain.]

The Informer - Where the hell is he?

[ A camera cuts to the crowd, where a huge contingent of the EWA's security, as well as Leroy, escort "The Cornerstone" through the crowd. He makes it to the ring just as STP/Scott Weiland sings "Will you follow me down?" Leroy enters the ring carrying a duffel bag. Dino stands on the top turnbuckle and points to the crowd. He moonsaults down to his feet. The song ends.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - 48 hours is nothing compared to a lifetime. 48 hours ago, I did the EWA a favor and took Nick Diamante, "The Diamond Stud", down a notch. Today, he's nowhere to be found. 48 hours ago, Sir Psycho Sexy was revealed to be "The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante. [Reaches into his pocket and pulls out Sir Psycho's mask.] Today, he is nowhere to be found. [He throws the mask into the crowd.] See, 48 hours is a long time, but it's nothing compared to months of preparation, months of work, and a lifetime of dreams.

[He stops. The audience isn't booing as much, but they are still stunned by what happened at the PPV.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - You know what? I'm gonna shoot. A few weeks ago, as the Creative Team behind the EWA was meeting, I brought up a question. I asked, "What does the winner of the TDS Tournament get?" Do you know what they told me? [Chuckles] They told me, "He gets to fight Nick Diamante." Can you believe that sh*t? He gets to fight Nick Diamante... like that in itself is some kind of prize. "What about a title shot?" I asked. I was met with a room full of blank stares. And then good old Tom Stone stood up and said, "No, we're not going to give him a title shot because the whole point of the Tournament is the winner gets to fight Nick. It's a tournament to determine Nick's opponent� Not a #1 Contender Match!" Well, that didn't fly for Sir Psycho Sexy, and it sure as hell doesn't fly for The Cornerstone. So, effective immediately, two things are in effect. Number one, I am the Number One Contender for the EWA World Heavyweight Title. And number two...

[He walks to Leroy, who hands him the duffel bag. Dino unzips it.]

The Informer - What is this all about?

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - Number two [He pulls out a beautiful gold title belt out of the bag.] I am the NEW EWA TELEVISION CHAMPION!

[The camera closes in and sees the the belt is actually the former WCW TV title that Scott Hall threw in the garbage.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - I am the EWA's number one draw! I am the EWA's best athlete! And I am the EWA's best announcer!

The Informer - Oh, now he's really lost it!

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - [Puts the belt over his shoulder.] So, I have some business to address. And it involves three people. Zed, Deuce, and "The Seat Seller" Thurston Howell. First you, Howell. Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful trip, it started in the DOA, aboard it's sinking ship. One of those on board was a young man without a gimmick. He was losing left and right. And that was because his gimmick and his actions didn't coincide with each other. He was a guy who was basically an Undertaker rip-off, but he was driving around in limos, spending money left and right. So, I pulled him aside, a veteran and successful wrestler, and gave him some advice. I suggested he change his name and become a millionaire. And this sonuvabitch shows up here with some piss and vinegar in his mouth and DARES to call out "The Cornerstone!" Well, Howell, I'll tell you what. Next week, right here on Tuesday Night Heat, I will give you a shot at my TV Belt. You come out here and talk sh*t on Tracey, by bringing out that gold-digging slut Jessica Storm, and then you dare to insult the MVP! Then a few days later, you praise The Sexy MF's! You are all levels of confused, "Wrestler Formerly Known As The Cannibal." You bring you silver spoon fed ass out here next week and I will set you straight once and for all!

[He pauses and looks around. He hands Leroy his belt, whispers something into Tracey's ear, and goes back to work.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - Now, onto Zed. If there has ever in the existence of wrestling been a better example of the term "paper champion" it's you Zed. Every PPV, you get lucky. And every PPV, you squeak out a victory. So, here I am. The Number One Contender to the EWA World Title. I want a shot at the belt. And what am I going to do to get it? I am going to systematically go through the ranks and beat everyone in the EWA. Do you realize there is only one person in the EWA who can say that they have a victory over me? Know who it is? It's you, Zed. Thanks to that scumbag Vince DiNardo, you hold a DQ win over me. I can assure you, you will never get that lucky again. With Diamante out of here, and Deuce so far out of the running, there is no one that will ruin this for me. Your days are numbered as the World Champ, Zed. [Looks at his watch.] In fact, it looks like you have one more month. So, start signing all the autographs you can, sell all the shirts you can, and appear on as many shows as you can. Because January 2000 is the beginning of a new year, and the beginning of "The Cornerstone's" Reign as EWA World Champion.

[The crowd is now mixed. They are cheering and booing at the same time... Due to Dino calling out Zed.]

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - Well, I mentioned Howell. I mentioned Zed. Who's the third dimension that I'm missing? Oh yeah... Deuce. Deuce, how many times have we been here? How many times have we danced this dance? See, I knew for a fact that you don't ever get to the arena at the beginning of a show. And as a result, I knew that you would never see a Sir Psycho Sexy match. The fact that you may have been even slightly aware of SPS was nothing to me... You could care less about who he was. In fact, you kind of liked Sir Psycho, didn't you? I mean, he's the one who introduced you to your girlfriend. And she even talked you into interfering on our behalf every now and again. And wasn't she the one who told you to get a big bodyguard just like me? Don't you remember that Bell Biv Devoe song, Deuce? "Never trust a big butt and a smile." Or in this case, big chest and a smile. So, I knew that when you actually watched Sir Psycho wrestle Nick Diamante, I had to give you a show. And wake your dumb ass up. I wanted you to see that it was "The Cornerstone" who was manipulating your every move when it came to your girl. So, as I see it, you owe your old buddy a favor. So, why don't you come out here right now, and face me man to man.

[The arena lights fade and black out as "I, Zombie" by White Zombie plays through the arena speakers. A single white spotlight shines on the curtain. Deuce, flanked by Mr. Johnson and Triple D, steps out from behind the curtain and walks out to the edge of the stage. He reaches inside his leather jacket and pulls out a mic.]

Deuce - Dino. Dino, my friend, how about a nice tall glass of shut the hell up!? Take that mic and just put it back in your pocket. You come out here and talk all your shit about how you played the Bigg Daddy and how you had this master plan. Well guess what? I had a double agent in the SPS Camp. Let me introduce you to her, Ms. Tabitha.

[Triple D walks about half way down the ramp and stops she blows a kiss to Dino and walks back to Deuce and gives him a kiss on the cheek.]

Deuce - I'm really sorry Dino to rain on your little victory parade. But you weren't playing, you were being played. You talk about letting me know that you were SPS, I knew you were SPS from day one. And when I heard you and the Diamond Dud come out day in and day out and talk about how much of a well oiled machine you two were I just had to laugh. You know no matter what Nick D did to me, I kinda felt sorry for the bitch. So I had to break it to him that his best friend was the very same guy that was gunning for his ass.

[Dino goes to speak, but Deuce cuts him off.]

Deuce - You should have seen the look on your face, D, when I ripped that sorry ass mask off your face and exposed your fraud to the whole world. I wish I had a camera cause that was a classic Polaroid moment. So with that... Dino... You want the Deuce? YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE DEUCE. NEVER have been and NEVER WILL!! Dino, I am the Foundation of the EWA and without the Foundation, the Cornerstone will CRUMBLE!!!

"The Cornerstone" Dino Delsante - Deuce, you son of a bitch! You think this is some kind of a game? I guess what they say is true... imitation IS the sincereist form of flattery. 'Cause I'm looking right at you and seeing a warped fun house mirror. I see a gorgeous woman here... I see one over there. I see a huge bodyguard here... I see one over there. But that's where it ends. Because over there, I see a wrestler. Over here, I see a master. Over there, I see fake. Over here, I see the real deal. Like I said, you're a warped, twisted version of the Cornerstone, Deuce. So, I think... [Looks at Deuce, Mr. Johnson, and Ms. Tabitha. Walks over to Leroy and Tracey. He whispers something in their ears.] I think it's time to break the mirror!! [Looks at his crew.] I think it's time for Seven Layers of Bad Luck!!!

[Dino, Leroy and Tracey run out of the ring and attack their counterparts. But Deuce's crew is waiting for them and take the fight to Dino and his friends.]

Eddie Sensation - CATFIGHT!!! CATFIGHT!!!

[Just then, The Baalim and the Chronicler come out and attack Deuce, Mr. Johnson, and Ms. Tabitha from behind. Ms. Tabitha, Tracey, and the Chronicler are all a big jumble of legs and breasts.]

Vic Canon - This is f'n great!! This is like another PPV!

[Suddenly, Pantera's "Walk" comes on. The crowd jumps to it's feet! The Hustler has a chair in hand and smacks Havoc upside the head with it.]

The Informer - HERE COMES THE HUSTLER!!!! THE EWA EXTREME CHAMPION IS COMING TO DEUCE'S AID!!!! IT'S 4 ON 6!!! THIS IS ALL OUT WAR!!!! WE HAVE TO GO!!!! SEE YOU NEXT WEEK, AND MERRY CHRISTMAN EVERYONE!!!!!