Date: 23rd November 2003
Place: New York
Arena: Madison Square Garden

Battle Royal for title match for the Prime Time Title

Dante vs. Coby Belton

Jay Masters vs. Winner Battle Royal - Prime Time Title

Nick Dangerous vs. Drone - Canadian DeathMatch

Logan Darkholme(c) vs. Scott Monroe - Universal Title

Send a heartbeat to the void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass
For now we stand alone
The world is lost and blown
And we are flesh and blood disintigrate
With no more to hate

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Delivered from the blast
The last of a line of lasts
The pale princess of a palace cracked
And now the kingdom comes
Crashing down undone
And I am a master of a nothing place
Of recoil and grace

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain

Time has stopped before us
The sky cannot ignore us
No one can separate us
For we are all that is left
The echo bounces off me
The shadow lost beside me
There's no more need to pretend
Cause now I can begin again

Is it bright where you are?
And have the people changed?
Does it make you happy you're so strange?
And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame
We can watch the world devoured in its pain
Strange

(The music fades out and we go to our commentators of the evening Dean Thornton, Neil Down and John Pilchard).

Dean Thornton: Welcome everybody on this special night. This truly historical evening that brings us the last ever EWCL show. Can you imagine that? Can you actually believe it? After a few hours the EWCL will be no more.

Neil Down: I know, it is hard to grasp. I'll be serious for a moment here. The EWCL has been my life the last couple of years. But hey at least I still have a job tomorrow.

(slap-ouch).

John Pilchard: So do I, but you don't hear me preaching about something that nobody cares about.......Now how about Dangerism, huh guys? Did you see the initiation party Nick and the guys gave me? Wasn't that just great!!

ND: Yeah man, super dooper. Just awesome. (he says in a sarcastic way).

DT: Come on Neil, just be happy for John here.

ND: Happy? Do I have to be happy that he hangs out with Peter Tiger, Wayne, Jesus and Nick???? Oooh, yeah I can't be more happier for John. I am sure his life can't get more perfect now.

(slap-ouch).

DT: Come on....No fighting and disrespecting on the last EWCL PPV. Allright?

JP: Fine by me.

ND: *cough* Allright *cough*

DT: What did you say, Neil?

ND: I said allright.

DT: Great.....Now lets talk about tonights show. It's not just a normal PPV. Tonight is special. We will not only see great matches, but there are other things in store for you aswell. We will have some special commentaries from former EWCL wrestlers, we will have a "Golden Moment". We will have some guests and surprises that will blow the roof of this arena.......This promises to be one heck of a show people. So don't leave your seat, do not change the channel. Since this is the last ever EWCL show. Starting tomorrow it is time for the PWR, but tonight its still the EWCL that rocks the world.

ND: Man, you really want a job at the PWR don't you?

DT: ....uhm.....uh.....yes.....

JP: So hey, what about that "Canadian Deathmatch" tonight huh? "The" Nick Dangerous taking on Drone in a steelcage with weapons all over the place. Thats gonna be awesome. The highlight of the evening, the highlight of Dangerism.

DT: Yes, but don't forget the main event. We got Universal Champion Logan Darkholme taking on Scott Monroe. What more could we ask for a final match. Thats a dreammatch come true here on The Final Chapter.

ND: Talking about dreammatches. We also got Jesus Van Dangerous taking on Dante. Now thats a match everyone has been waiting for to see.

(slap-ouch).

DT: It's a grudge match, Neil. A lot at stake in that match, so don't be so sarcastic. Besides that match we have a Battle Royal. And the winner of that battle royal will face Jay Masters to fight for the Prime Time Title. So all in all we have alot for you tonight. And also take a look at some of the people we see sitting at ringside.

(The camera zooms in on some of the people sitting at front row).

DT: Look at that!!! Look at all the stars that are sitting first row!!! We see Saphio, Will Fletcher, Andrew Barrow, The Punisher and right next to him Gargantuflem. The former tagchamps sitting next to eachother. Those are only a couple of the former stars that are in the arena. I believe that every former EWCL wrestler is invited for an after-party!! You know what that means?

ND: Yeah!! FREE BEER AND FREE WOMEN!!

(slap-ouch).

DT: No, that means a lot of cathing up to do and alot of memories. But for now lets get started.

ND: LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!

(At that moment static burst across the video screen as an image of Logan Darkholme appears. A moment later the sound of children's laughter fills the air followed by these words..)

Jay Masters - Universal champion...

{This is what you allowed to be, this is what you've allowed to happen.}

Jay Masters - Universal champion...

{You created this monster and now it shall force your repentance.}

Jay Masters - Universal champion...

{The Final Chapter, the final length of the road.}

Jay Masters - Universal champion...

{Logan Darkholme you will now realize your role...}

Children's laughter fills the screen again as a voice cackles with delight.

~Logan..whisper your nightmare to me, because I will lead you home...~

(Static ~ Silence ~ Darkness )

DT: Monroe is ready, thats for sure.

DT: Ladies and Gentlemen, time for the first match of the night, the Battle Royal for a Primetime title match against Jay Masters, in which the first two men have to be eliminated over the top rope, and the final two shall fight to a pinfall or submission. There are no disqualifications, and the last man to be standing in that ring will face Jay Masters to determine the new Primetime champion.

ND: Let's get going with this thing right here.

(Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the PA system, and Damien makes his way down the ramp and slides into the ring.)

(Eat You Alive by Limp Bizkit hits the PA, and Dante appears, getting a small response from the crowd. He gets into the ring and goes to one corner.)

(Ruiner by NIN blasts over the sound system and Victor Emmit arrives at ringside. He slides in and moves to a corner.)

(What makes me by Philly's most Wanted plays, and Stephen Jackson walks out, accompanied by Javier Vasquez, and the pair make their way to the ring. Jackson slides in, and Vasquez stays on the outside)

DING DING DING

JP: Here we go now. The four men are in the ring, and are staring at each other now, seeing who is going to make the first move. Suddenly, Jackson makes the first move, and runs towards Damien, nailing him in the head with a right hand. Emmit follows the lead of Jackson, charging in on Dante and unloading. The two begin to unload on the men that lost to Dangerism last week. Jackson brings Damien out of the corner, and whips him across to the other side, catching him with a quick spine buster as he comes back. Meanwhile, Victor is laying the kicks in to Dante in the corner. He makes his way to the middle of the ring, hitting a scoop slam, landing Dante down on top of the smaller Damien, driving the air out of him. The plan seems to be to take those two out first.

DT: Indeed, that does seem to be the plan, and they're continuing it now. Jackson brings Dante to his feet, and he whips him to the ropes and OH!!! VASQUEZ PULLED THE ROPE DOWN!!! Dante is gone already and he can't be happy with that, but then again, this means he will be in slightly better shape for his match with Belton later tonight. Jackson smiles, applauding Javier's work before spinning round and getting nailed with a clothesline from Emmit. He picks Damien up now and sends him into the buckle, before following up with a leg lariat. Emmit lands on the apron, catching himself and making sure that he stays in this match. Damien falls to the mat and Victor slingshots himself himself over the top rope and onto the back of Damien. As he stands up, Jackson goes for a right hand, but Victor ducks and hits a DDT on Jackson, taking him down to the mat.

ND: Jackson down hard and Emmit is off to a damn good start here in this match. I can't see this lasting too long though, because remember, the winner of this has to go on to face Masters later in this event. Back to the action, and Emmit throws Jackson over the rope now, but Javier catches him and throws Jackson back in under the bottom rope. Not a fair tactic, but a damn successful one. Jackson back in now, and he runs up behind Victor, bulldogging him to the mat. Jackson stands up, and then catches Damien as he comes in, blocking a right hand from Damien and responding with one of his own.

DT: Jackson getting the upper hand here as Vasquez comes over to the time keepers table. He grabs a steel chair and throws it in to the ring. Jackson grabs hold of it and goes to swing it at Damien, but he ducks and Jackson hits the ropes instead. Damien then lowblows Jackson, taking him down to the mat. Emmit gets to his feet now, and Damien motions for them to do something to Jackson. He whips Jackson to the ropes, and Emmit lifts him as he comes back. With Jackson held up, Damien hits the ropes before leaping up and hitting an enziguri on Jackson. Nice team work then.

JP: But it didn't last long, as Emmit gets up and takes Damien to the mat with a snap suplex. He then picks Damien up over his shoulders like A javelin, and then runs towards the ropes. Damien grabs on, trying to avoid getting taken out of this match. The two struggle against each other, before Jackson quickly runs up behind them and flips them both over the top rope. Damien hits first, and Jackson spins around, forgetting the rules. Emmirt slides back in, and spins Jackson around, taking him into the ropes before whipping him across the ring into the ropes on the opposite side. Jackson comes back, and Emmit goes for a backdrop, but Jackson counters it into a quick piledriver, and Emmit goes down hard. Jackson covers him now.

One....

Two...

Kickout!

ND: Emmit gets out of the pinning combination there, and this match is still going. Jackson brings him back to his feet, chopping him a few times to the chest, before spinning him and whipping Victor into the buckle, following him in with a quick dropkick, Emmit falls down now, and Jackson runs across the ring, building a head of steam and nailing Emmit with a basement dropkick while he is sat in the corner. Emmit's head snaps back, and Jackson drag him out of the corner, and pins him again.

One...

Two...

Kickout!

DT: Emmit out again, and Jackson can't believe it. He notices the chair, and signals Javier into the ring, making sure that Emmit is down. Jackson drags Emmit up, screaming for Vasquez to to nail him with the chair. Jackson holds Victor's arms behind his back, and Javier swings but NOOO!!!! EMMIT DUCKED!! JACKSON IS BY GOD LAYED OUT HERE!!! Now Emmit kicks Javier in the crotch, and grabs the chair off of him, levelling the sidekick of the Perfect Storm. Vasquez is down now, and Emmit picks Jackson up and THE END!! How fitting that his move is named that considering the night we are on. Jackson is out again, and Emmit floats into the pin.

One....

Two....

Three!!!!

DT: YES, Emmit wins the match and now he will be going on to face Masters to determine who the last Prime Time Champion is going to be. What a match that was, great win for Victor.

(Commercials).

Nick: Why do you do this to me Cazzo.

Cazzo: Oh what did I do to you now. Nick: I was told backstage that Drone is actually getting his choice of weapons in MY Canadian Deathmatch.

Cazzo: This is correct.

Nick: Why in the world Cazzo�

Cazzo: It�s only fair.

Nick: How do you consider that fair?

Cazzo: Well how isn�t it fair?

Nick: It�s MY match.

Cazzo: It�s yours AND Drone�s match.

Nick: I invented the concept!

Cazzo: In the end you�re both still equal competitors in the match.

Nick: Equal competitors? I�m Nick Dangerous Cazzo, there is no equal competition.

Cazzo: Then why are you complaining? If you have this in the bag then there should be no need to come to me.

Nick: �.Fine, whatever, I�ll let you ruin my match, I�m not letting you ruin the night.

Cazzo: Just be sure to close the door on your way out.

Nick: You don�t deserve it.

(Nick leaves the room and leaves the door open, Cazzo rolls his eyes and gets back to work.)

(Commercials).

Cameraman: Strait?

Man 1: Uhh what??

Cameraman: Sorry.

(He walks over to the next man)

Cameraman: Strait?

Man 2: Yes I am, what, are you a flamer?

Cameraman: Ahh no, sorry, I'm lookin for a guy, was a wrestler called Strait Hate, you seen him?

Voice across the bar: ................I know where you can find who your lookin for.....

(The Cameraman swings the camera in the direction of the voice, and its our old friend, Strait Hate. Relieved, the Cameraman walks over to Hate and shakes his hand).

Strait: So what the fuck are you doin here?

Cameraman: Workin, tryin to track you down.

Strait: What do you want with me?

Cameraman: Well EWCL's last show is this weekend, Cazzo wanted me to get your thoughts about it shutting down and about the EWCL in general.

Strait: Cazzo? Fuck that wanker, tell him I told him to piss off.

Cameraman: Dont be like that man, besides, if I go back empty handed, I'll be thrown out on my ass, help me out here.

Strait: Alright alright, fuck, what do you want from me?

Cameraman: Just your thoughts about EWCL with it shuttin down and all.

Strait: Like what, give me an example.

Cameraman: I dont know man,What did you think about the time you spent in EWCL, and how you feel about it closing?

Strait: Meh, it was alright, corrupt as all hell, but as always, I dealt with it. I really dont give a shit either way if it closes or stays open, its not my business anymore. I guess its nice to be known as the greatest Extreme champ ever, but I can claim that in like 7 federations, but EWCL was on the biggest scale, I suppose.

Cameraman: Seems like it didnt matter all that much.

Strait: Nah, not much does, I hate lookin back at the past.

Cameraman: Why??

Strait: *Points to scars on the knee and cheek* Thats why, you really think I wanna have thoughts about how my career was ruined by a fucking gang like attack? Cuz a few pussies couldn't face me one on one? OH how that bitch Cable took a Sickle to my cheek, you know how hard it is to get laid when your face is a big scar? Fucking Cable, I heard that lil bitch was claiming he ended my career. I dunno how he figured that one out, seeing as I hadn't fought him in the last 3 months in my career. Maybe it was his super power to bore everyone to tears that caused me to fall asleep and never wake up. Maybe it was the haunting visions of that tool driving in his homo Jeep that made my eyes bleed. Yeah, you ended my career, just like Rush Limbaugh never ever illegally obtained pain killers......fuckin moron. Thanks for drudgeing up bad memories, fuckwad.

Cameraman: Sorry, I didnt mean to....

Strait: Yeah yeah, you better go before my hobbled ass puts you through a table.

Cameraman: Yes........very sorry again.

Strait: Yeah, hey, but good times right? Ya prick....... BARKEEP.... WHAT IS THIS, THE FUCKING SAHARA??? BEER ME!

(Strait gives a final glare to the camera before in fades to nothingness).

DT: Wow!!! Strait Hate!! What a surprise to see him again!!

ND: Good to see, he's still doing what he does best.

DT: Whats that?

ND: Drink beer and swear.

(slap-ouch).

DT: Now, ok after seeing Strait Hate it is time for our next match. Dante versus Coby Belton. We already saw Dante in the battle royal, which he wasn't able to win. But he gets a second chance here in this singles match with Belton. Dante probly was already focussed on this match. This match means more to him than the Prime Time Title. This match against Belton is personal.

JP: Ofcourse this match means more. He fights against a Dangerism member. That always means more.

DT: ....uhm......ok....

(Eat you alive by Limp Bizkit plays and out comes Dante. He gets mixed reactions from the crowd as he makes his way down the aisle to the ring. He reaches the ring and uses the ringsteps to enter it).

(Closer by Nine Inch Nails plays and Coby Belton appears from behind the curtains. He is wearing a shirt saying JVD and he is accompanied by Wayne. The two make it to ringside and Belton slides into the ring, while Wayne stays on the outside).

JP: HEY WAYNE!!!

(Wayne looks a bit confused and is not sure who the hell Pilchard is).

ND: He either doesn't know you, or he doesn't want to know you, Pilchard.

JP: Nah, thats just Wayne mon. Let me try again.

JP: HEY WAYNE...OTS JUHN PULCJORD!!

(And now Wayne recognises John and greets him).

DT: Oh dear God.

DING DING DING

DT: Finally this match has started and we see Belton and Dante circling eachother. They lock up and Belton with a waistlock. However Dante with an elbow to the head and he reverses the waistlock. He lifts JVD up and delivers a backsuplex. JVD immediately gets back to his feet again, and charges in on his opponent......but Dante counters with a shoulderblock. Belton kips up to his feet again, but Dante storms in and clotheslines JVD to the canvas. WOW!!....He almost took his head off there. And Dante now following that up with a series of viscious stomps to the head and upperbody. Dante really is not happy with it, how Belton reacted to Kathryns situation.

ND: Who's Kathryn? Is she hot?

DT: You should have paid attention Neil. Kathryn is Dante's friend and because of cancer they have to amputate one of her breasts.

ND: Breasts?

DT: Yes, you know what breasts are, right?

ND: If I know what breasts are??? DUH!!!....I touch breasts everyday, my man!!! HAHAHAAA!!

JP: Well, your own breasts don't count, Neil.

ND: WELL YOU LITTLE DANGERISM FOLLOWER!! I'M GONNA SMACK YOU SO HARD.........

DT: GUYS....GUYS ......CALM DOWN!!!!

ND: ......

DT: Dante picks up Belton and drags him over to the nearest corner and starts to ramm his head into the topturnbuckle......1......2.......3..........4.........5..........6............7..............8................9..................10..........He rammed his head ten times into the turnbuckle and Belton stumbles backwards now. He really is stunned after those blows. But Dante is not granting JVD any breathing air at all. He grabs him from behind......and.....FULL NELSON SLAM!!.....And Dante going for the first cover in this match. Does he get the early victory here??......

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!!......Nope, Belton is able to kick out of it. It would have been a bit soon anyway.

JP: Dante lifts Belton up now and throws him into the ropes.....Belton comes off and......he counters with a headscissors takedown. Oooooh yeahh......Dante did not see that one coming. JVD takes a few deep breaths and he then takes Dante and hands out a couple of European uppercuts. Dante staggers backwards a bit and JVD runs in to him for a high knee that sends Dante into the ropes again. But Dante manages to hang on to the ropes...........JVD notices this and charges in .....and...HE CLOTHESLINES DANTE OVER THE TOPROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!.....AMAZING!!

ND: Dante on the outside now, trying to get back to his feet again. Belton grabs the toprope......AND HE SLINGSHOTS HIMSELF OVER THE TOPROPE TO THE OUTSIDE AND LANDS ON DANTE......BUT OOOOOOOH DANTE CAUGHT HIM OUT OF THE AIR!!! Thats the strength that Dante has. Never underestimate his strength. He might be a bit slow, but he is mighty strong. ....Dante still holds Belton up in the air here.....Impressive to look at.......and....he then turns it into a kneebreaker as he drops Belton on his knee!!!....Dante brings his opponent to his feet again and he then lifts up Belton above his head again and he throws Belton through the second and toprope inside the ring again.

DT: Dante rolls back inside aswell and he goes for a number of stomps and kicks again. He then takes Belton by the arm and irish whips him into a corner. JVD goes in backfirst and Dante follows in hot pursuit......but Belton jumps up in time onto the topturnbuckle......Dante crashes into the corner and Belton jumps off the toprope at the same moment.....AND DOES A SUNSET FLIP AND GOES FOR THE COVER ON DANTE!!!....Nice looking move by Belton....The referee counts.....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT.......but Dante hangs in this one. Both men back on their feet again now and Dante going for his feared Clothesline from Hell.....but Belton ducks it and he kicks Dante in the gut and lifts him up and executes a suplex.

ND: Dante lands hard on the mat and Belton jumps on top off him and hands out punch after punch to him. RIght, left, right, left. There's just no stopping to Belton here. He finally gets off of Dante and he picks him up and shoots him into the ropes. Dante comes off and Belton with a back bodydrop and Dante hard to the mat once again. Belton hits the ropes, comes off and does a legdrop to his opponent. And he goes for the cover......

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!!....But yet another kickout by Dante. This is far from over here. Dante fights for the honour of his one-breasted friend.

(slap-ouch).

DT: Belton then grabs Dante by the arm and irish whips him, but Dante reverses the whip and Belton goes into the ropes himself. He comes off and Dante kicks him hard to the midsection .....and......TOMBSTONE!!!.....He tombstoned Belton hard to the mat.....This could be the end of JVD. Dante going for the cover........This is his vengeage after what Belton said about Kathryn. ....He hooks the leg....

ONE

TWO

THR.......KICKOUT!!......but wow........Belton kicks out of it. Dante can't believe it. He just can't believe it. He shakes his head and he then picks up Belton and shoves him into a corner. Dante walks in after and he lifts JVD up and places him onto the topturnbuckle. Dante wants to climb up aswell.......BUT BELTON LEAPS OFF THE TOPROPE .......AND DOES A TORNADO DDT TO DANTE!!!

JP: What a move by Jesus!!! Great move by him. And JVD now picks up Dante .......and......THE SON RISE!!!......That's it!!! It's over!!......Belton hooks the leg, the referee comes in........and......

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!..........

JP: He wins Jesus Van Dangerous wins. He wins one for Dangerism. Oh yes. Dangerism rules the EWCL and rules the world.

(Commercials).

Eric "Cazzo" Van Zandt: What a night, huh New York!!?!?!?! And trust me, it only gets better and better!!!

(The crowd cheers).

Eric: But first things first........

DT: What does he mean??

Eric ~ Well I promised that tonight there would be a revelation made. Tonight, Final Chapter..who does fortune hold in high regard?

(Without warning Taxicab Messiah by the Kidney Thieves blares over the arena. Monroe stands at the top of the stage and stares down for a moment. Van Zandt and Monroe lock eyes and stare each other down, after a moment, Eric smirks and begins to speak..)

Eric ~ Scott isn't this a pleasant surprise...

Monroe ~ You know what this is about...

Eric ~ I do, I do indeed. The truth is that I know what you're here for and I know the concern you've been having. Rest assured that after tonight, your concerns will be put to rest.

(A video pops up on the Cazzo-Tron. Numerous shots of Scott Monroe from recent promo's and throughout his E.W.C.L. career. The video then leads into numerous shots of Monroe fighting the Necromancer, defeating Vlad Tepes and battling the Arcane. The fans watch on in curious wonder as Eric begins to speak... )

Eric ~ Now as most of you know, I'm a man of business. I'm a man of action. I'm a man who has ideas and who can tell a good idea when I see one. About a year and a half ago I saw a good idea present to me, as a matter of fact about a year and a half ago this good idea was offered to me for the simple fact that the person who had it knew that I could help make it a reality. What was this idea?

(The video shifts to numerous shots of Scott Monroe wielding a sword, the name flashing Scott Monroe in every possible language.)

Eric ~ Broadcast round the world and into your home, the number one rated television show in America and most of the free world, Damnation and Deliverance.

(The image fades to one with Scott Monroe standing with his arms outstretched as the world spirals behind him).

Eric ~ You're looking at one of the highest paid stars in all of professional wrestling and NOW, thanks to me, one of the highest paid action stars in the world. Scott Monroe...the star of the future...

(Monroe strides down to ringside as the audience stares forward, stunned. Rolling beneath the bottom rope he comes up to his feet and stares at Eric for a moment, before a huge smile comes across his face).

Eric ~ That's right, you know him, you hate and you love to watch him perform and do his thing. Though let me stress this for you, it won't end here. With the E.W.C.L. going into history don't think that we haven't got something new planned for you. However I would be amiss if I didn't mention the man who brought this to my attention, the man who is and ever will be an E.W.C.L. legend...

(The crowd begins to go berserk as Cazzo talks.).

Eric ~ You know him, Hell, you hate him too..give a warm welcome to...

(Suddenly the Cazzo-tron comes to life as six words streak across the static...)

~ It's time to play the game~

(The arena is filled with the sounds of shock and confusion as the video screen screams again... )

~It's time to play the game~

(The arena falls into darkness as the stage is filled with a bright, brilliant light. The curtains fall to the side as a huge figure steps through and comes to stand atop the entrance ramp. Starring out over the sea of people he smiles a broad smile and then begins to make his way down the ramp...)

Eric ~ E.W.C.L. say hello to Alexander GLORY!!!!

(Stopping at the stairs he rolls into the ring and rises to his feet. There is no way to describe the sound that echoes from within the arena as Glory steps around the ring and then turns to face Monroe. The two embrace after a brief handshake. Looking back to Van Zandt, the two shake hands as Eric passes the microphone to Glory).

Glory ~ How long has it been now? A year and a half? Good God it didn't feel like that long ago that I was out here going through the motions with Corvik, with Lemke..Hell I miss those days but I had to put them behind me. For what? For Damnation and Deliverance. For something that has taken the world by storm and put the name of my only student everywhere. You watched as he rode the Leviathan. You saw him destroy the world and you've witnessed the horror of what happens when you anger him...

(Eric suddenly pipes in.. )

Eric ~ An E.W.C.L. production.

Glory ~ Damn right...

Eric ~ So as we bring the E.W.C.L. to a close it was time to put an end to the first session of Damnation and Deliverance. Time to let the world see what they wanted to see, the truth behind the curtain...

Glory ~ Scott, anything to say?

(With a wide smile Monroe looks from Glory to Van Zandt and simply shakes his head... )

Glory ~ Spoken like a true superstar.

DT: This is shocking news people!! Damnation And Deliverance!!...A tv-series starring Scott Monroe. With Executive Producers Alexander Glory and Eric Van Zandt, thats what everyone has been looking at the last one and a half year!!! HOLY SHIT!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!

ND: Yep, Cazzo is a true businessman allright.

Eric: So Alex, good to see you in the ring again. Scott, good luck with your match later against Logan Darkholme. And I will see both of you back again for the second session of Damned and Deliverance!!!

(With that Eric shakes hands with both Alexander Glory and Scott Monroe. The two then leave the ring while Eric is still holding the mic).

Eric: This is still not all. Tonight will bring us much more. Even more surprises, more contraversy and a climax that nobody could ever expect!!!

(After that Eric drops the mic and climbs out of the ring and leaves ringside).

(Commercials).

DT: Can you believe that? I still can't. Glory is not dead, but working on the EWCL production Damned and Deliverance. Unbelievable.

JP: You can say that again. But yeah when you think of it. We never saw how Glory committed suicide, we only heard the gunshot and that was that. Remember that the lights went out just before the gunshot was heard.

ND: So the 3 of them had us all fooled. All of us. Wow!

JP: But now let us focus on our next match. I still can't believe that Victor Emmit won that Battle Royal. The guy came back from a broken arm and on his first night back in the ring he wins the Battle Royal. Thats just amazing.

JP: Pfft....Victor Emmit. He would be nothing if it wasn't for Nick Dangerous.

ND: I hate to say it, but I actually hoped that Stephen Jackson would have won that Battle Royal. I know I said some bad stuff about him in the past, but the guy has skills.

DT: But the truth is that Emmit won it, not Jackson. No title for Jackson tonight. Unfortunately for him. However Victor Emmit and Jay Masters get the opportunity to become the last Prime Time Title holder.

(Highway to Hell by AC/DC blares over the speakers and Jay Masters comes out to the loud booing of the crowd. Masters then climbs onto the apron and enters the ring).

(Ruiner by Nine Inch Nails plays and out comes Victor Emmit. He still looks exhausted from the Battle Royal. He makes it to the ring and shakes hands with some of the fans. He finally makes it to the ring, stares at John Pilchard for a moment and he then slides into the ring).

DING DING DING

DT: Emmit and Masters circle eachother for about 5 seconds until they tie up. It is Masters who gets Emmit in a side headlock and he then gets Emmit in a hammerlock. But Emmit is able to reverse it somehow and returns the favour and gets Masters in a hammerlock. After a couple of seconds he gives a clean break and stares at Masters. Jay storms in on Emmit, but Victor with a drop toe hold that sends Masters face first into the mat. Masters gets back to his feet again and moves in towards Emmit, but Emmit with an armdrag takedown. Masters again quickly to his feet, but this time it is Emmit with a legsweep and the cover attempt....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!!

JP: That was almost the match already. That would have been nuts if Emmit would have won the title that way. Victor now brings Masters to his feet and he hands out a couple of punches. He then irish whips Masters, but Masters reverses it and sends Emmit into the ropes. He comes off, but oooooh Emmit with a spinning wheelkick and he hits Masters hard in the head. Jay goes down and Emmit quickly grabs him and hooks in a reverse chinlock. Masters struggles and frees himself rather fast. He makes it back to his feet again, but Emmit waistlocks him and tries to set him up for a German suplex.......But oooooh boy....Masters with a mulekick!!! The referee didn't see it though.

ND: Emmit in pain and Masters turns towards him and clotheslines him to the canvas. He then puts his boot to Victors throat and chokes him that way. The referee makes the count till 5 and after that Masters lets go off the chokehold. He brings Emmit to his feet and waistlocks him and German suplexes him to the mat. He holds on to the waistlock and he delivers a second German suplex, followed by the pin attempt.....

ONE

TWO

But this time it is Emmit who kicks out. Emmit makes it up, but Masters kicks him to the stomache area right away. He takes Emmit by the head and irish whips him, but Victor reverses the whip and sends Masters backfirst into a corner.

DT: Victor Emmit charges in on Masters.....but ooooooh Masters moves out of the way in time and Emmit flies shoulderfirst through the ropes into the steel ringpost!! Oooh God!!....He flew in with that arm that he recently broke!! Well, I should say the arm that Nick Dangerous recently broke. And Masters now in the advantage. He drags Emmit out of that corner and lifts him up and ....delivers an armbreaker!!! Masters now smartly working on that arm. He takes Emmit by the head and throws him through the second and toprope to the outside. Jay rolls out aswell and he takes Emmit and drags him over to the nearest ringpost. And ...he whips Emmit arm first into that steel ringpost!!! Even more pain for that arm!! Good God!!

JP: Yeah, that arm could get broken again. Finally Masters does something good here........Masters takes Emmit and ramms him once more into that steel ringpost. Victor is in real pain here, we can see the expression on his face. Masters now rolls Emmit back into the ring again. Masters gets back in aswell and he stomps down on Emmits injured arm. He then lifts him up and executes another armbreaker!!!.....And Masters applies a cross armbreaker here!! There can only be one outcome after this. Victor Emmit has to tap out of this one here. The pain gotta be too much for him. Come on! Tap out you LOSER!!!......The referee checks on Emmit, but he is shaking his head. He is refusing to tap out of it!

DT: What a true hero we are seeing here!! Emmit refusing to tap out while Masters got a cross armbreaker on the arm that he broke not so long ago.

ND: Thats not heroic, thats stupid.

JP: Nick Dangerous couldn't have said it better.

DT: Well, he is determined and thats something that Nick appreciates, now does he. Anyway, Emmit still refuses to tap out here. And instead he is using his legs to touch the ropes......He drags himself over a bit more .....and....yeah he did it!!.....Emmit is able to place his leg on the bottom rope and the referee breaks the submission hold. Masters gets to his feet and he picks Emmit up and body slams him to the mat. Jay then goes to the corner and climbs to the top. He reaches the topturnbuckle.......AND HE GOES FOR HIS MASTERS SLAM!!......BUT EMMIT ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY IN TIME AND JAY HITS THE CANVAS!!!.....Thats what Emmit needed. This is the break he needed. He moved out of the way in time and Masters now rolling around in pain.

ND: Emmit makes it back up to his feet, favouring his arm and moves over to Masters. He hits him a couple of times with his good arm and he then whips Masters into the ropes. Jay comes off and Emmit hits him with a SUPERKICK!!!.......It connects with Masters his face and he goes down hard to the mat......And Emmit favouring his arm again. He definately is in pain here. He now slowly moves over to Masters and goes for the cover......He wasted alot of precious time here......The referee for the count.....

ONE

TWO

TH......KICKOUT!!....

JP: It's not over yet. Emmit shakes his head and he then brings Masters up to his feet. He whips him into the ropes with one arm and when Masters comes off he hits him with a leg lariat. Masters on the mat and Emmit follows it up with a couple of kicks to the head. He mostly has to use his legs here, since Masters hurt his arm badly. Emmit now picks Masters up and shoots him into the ropes once more. Masters comes off and this time Emmit hits him with one of his spinning wheelkicks!! Masters down and Emmit for the pin attempt....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!!.....Close....but no cigar....

DT: Yes, Emmit was almost the new Prime Time Champion here. Now instead he picks Masters up .....and he tries to lift him on his shoulders.....He got him up and goes for a Death Valley Driver!!!....BUT HE CAN'T DO IT!!....His arm hurts too much!!! ...He can't do it!!....And Masters slithers off of Emmits shoulders and grabs him from behind and ....NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX!! ....THE PIN!!!.....

ONE

TWO

THR......KICKOUT!!!........Real close there!!!...Jay Masters almost would have made history again. Masters crawls back up and he prepares for his next move.

ND: Emmit is still layed out on the mat and Masters climbs the corner once again. He stands on top for his Masters slam.....but just at that moment Emmit gets up and makes it up the corner too. .....AND...EMMIT WITH A TOPROPE HURRICANRANA!!!......OOOOOH BOY!!!.......And both Masters and Emmit are knocked out now....both men laying on the mat!!!........The referee checks both of them....but we then already see that Emmit is moving. He crawls over to Masters and goes for the cover.....

ONE

TWO

THR......KICKOUT!!.......Noooooo!!! Still not over!! Amazing stuff. Emmit back on his feet again and he is sizing Masters up now. He waits till Masters is back on his two feet again. After a couple of seconds Jay finally makes it up......He turns towards Emmit.....and EMMIT GRABS HIM .....AND .......THE END!!!....A sambo suplex into a powerbomb!!!.......He goes for the cover.....

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!.....

DT: He wins it!! Victor Emmit is the last ever Prime Time Champion of the EWCL!! What a remarkable night for him here in New York!!

JP: He couldn't have done it without Nick Dangerous, just don't forget that.

(Commercials).

(With a disquieting pop of static, the picture shifts to a studio below the sunny Hollywood Hills. In the background stand the shambles of a semi-destroyed shantytown, a myriad of lean-to's dotting the landscape like a well-played game of dominos. It is in its puerile entirety a Hollywood stereotype� a Cuban coke plantation� and it serves as the backdrop for another cookie-cutter action outing from director Michael Bay).

'Entertainment' is dead� long live 'entertainment'.

(The sapphire blue of the sky dazzles the lens for a moment before it settles with unpractised awkwardness upon the figure in the foreground. Sitting in a low-backed directors chair is a man long-time fans of the EWCL recognise in a heartbeat. 'The Rage' Rick O'Connor grimaces as a hook-nosed make-up technician dabs at a grimy and bloody brow. As the camera rolls, we can see O'Connor snap into character like a full-blown schizophrenic on a caffeine high).

'Get your man-hands of 'The Rage's face before he slaps you upside that bulbous mushroom you call a nose! The 'Rage's fans don't want to see you applying make-up to 'The Rage'! Take your fat-ass off and find 'The Rage' an Oreo Bash.'

O'Connor shoves the woman from the shot and shares a dazzling smile with the camera. �The Rage' is damn skippy to have this opportunity to speak directly to the fans of the EWCL from the set of his new picture 'Six Hours 'til Dawn'. �The Rage' realises Eric doesn't have a lot of time for him, but since 'The Rage' could give two cr�me puffs full of horse dung for what Eric does or does not have, 'The Rage' is going to take his time and enjoy this.'

'The fact of the matter is, 'The Rage' has been asked to talk about what the EWCL means to him, but that's difficult. You see, for 'The Rage', the EWCL presents itself as a series of pictures and moments� of feelings� as opposed to words. To ask 'The Rage' to adequately� to properly� express those feelings is like asking Eric Van Zandt to solve a hundred piece Disney jigsaw puzzle. It's impossible.'

(O'Connor leans forward slightly and hangs his head a moment, his eyes sliding closed to allow the flood of emotion that before now he hadn't realised still existed. In that fraction of a second, he dwells on the inescapable gravity of the world of professional wrestling. His mind sifts through a host of disjointed images and half-remembered pains. He feels the ache of his surgically repaired knee, the least and most that he gave to this world. With a kind of half-remembered sorrow he traces back the paths of friends gained� and friends lost. And with a pang that blazes into a scourging fire within his heart, he remembers the fianc�e he found in this world, and lost in a tragedy that changed the 'real'. And finally he opens his eyes, and he is no longer 'The Rage').

'I can't do it,' he says simply.

'Look, you want a few words from 'The Rage' to run in a highlight reel for some special show that will end the EWCL as we know it. You've come to the wrong man. Because, as much as a try, I'm just not that guy anymore. I could tell you that when I hung up the boots at Havoc II, I hung up 'The Rage', but that would be a half-truth. The real truth is that after 'The Punisher' pinned 'The Rage'� when my run as a full-time wrestler ended abruptly with a three-count� all that was left was Rick O'Connor. 'The Rage' was an animal� a vicious animal who felt no pain, no pity, no mercy, no anguish, only the drive� no, the obsession� to be the best. He ended Dean Thornton's career. He ended Andrew Barrow's career.'

'And lets face it� in the end� he ended my career.'

(O'Connor smiles to himself, lost in the world of his memories for a brief moment. A soft sigh passes his lips).

'The EWCL gave me the world. It gave me my livelihood. It put food on the table and money in the bank. It gave me fame, and fortune. It gave me notoriety. And it gave me a platform from which I launched a career when it took everything else I had.'

'Because that's the truth of it, whether or not you want to hear it. The EWCL took from me as well. It took my health. It took my body. It very nearly stole my sanity. It plunged me into the dark oblivion of self-worthlessness when I realised all that I was was finished.'

'And if you ask� should you ask� for I hear the unspoken question straining to leave your lips� would I do it all again, I say only this�'

'�In a heartbeat.'

'The EWCL was everything to me� is everything to me. Not a day goes by that I don't wake up and reach for those boots. Every fibre of my being screams for me to lace up and step back into that ring. Every waking urge I have demands it. And in the end, that's all we really have to measure the worth of something� its value. How much we want it� how much we need it. What we would sacrifice to have it.'

'Everything.'

'My time is finished. I won't return to sully the name of Rick O'Connor� 'The Rage'� because when the boots are hanging� when the laces are rotting� all that you have left is your pride. The EWCL is an institution. It will live on in any incarnation, because it remains in the hearts and minds of those who helped build it, and those who cherished every moment of its spectacle. The EWCL is a part of me� it always will be� it's a part that resonates as strongly today as ever it did.'

'And may that light shine forever.'

(A slow fade to black punctuates the words of 'The Rage' Rick O'Connor� a fitting spell to put this ghost� at long last� to final rest).

DT: Ladies and gentlemen, that was Rick O'Connor. A great champion that the EWCL has seen.

ND: And the man that ended your career.

(slap-ouch).

DT: Yes, he did end my career by throwing me off that Hell in the cell. But Rick and I go back a long way. We knew what the risks are of this business and we respect eachother.

JP: Great words from an EWCL legend. But now lets go to another legend. Lets go to "The" Nick Dangerous. Because right now it is time for The Canadian Death Match. Finally its that time. Nick Dangerous faces Drone!! This is gonna be awesome.

DT: Yes folks its time. Nick and Drone will be trapped in a cell with weapons hanging all over the place. Both wrestlers will have their choice of weapons hanging in the cage. We already saw that Nick went shopping for this. We've seen the hockey sticks, lacross sticks, curling rock, you name it.

ND: Now lets go to this highly anticipated match.

(Fire in the head by The Tea Party blares over the PA system and moments later we see Nick Dangerous coming out from the back. He is not alone as he is accompanied by Jesus Van Dangerous, Peter Tiger and Wayne. All four them take their time to make it to the ring. They finally make it to ringside and they circle the ring all greet John Pilchard. Nick then goes to the ring and enters it).

(New Noise by Refused plays and Drone comes running out from the back. The crowd cheers him on loudly as he appears on the ramp. Drone runs to the ring and slides in).

DT: Drone's ready!!

JP: But Nick got Dangerism behind him!!

(The cage gets lowered now as the two wrestlers and the referee are inside the ring. The cage goes down and we can see some of the weapons that are attached to the cage. We see hockey sticks, lacross sticks, a curling rock, a football helmet, a ladder, a table, a steelchair, light tubes, singapore canes and a steel chain wrapped in barbed wire).

DT: Look at all those weapons!!

ND: That cage has more weapons than my S&M chamber!!

(slap-ouch).

DT: It's time to begin now!! Once again the rules. You can win this match by making your opponent tap out or if your opponent is layed out for 10 seconds.

DING DING DING

DT: The Canadian Death Match has officially started now. Drone and Nick Dangerous are standing in the center of the ring right now. Ladies and gentlemen, its a staring contest right from the start. After a couple of seconds of staring it is Drone who starts to circle around Nick, but Dangerous is not moving. What is he doing? What is he up to? Drone then stops aswell and stops in front of Nick. And look at that!!.....Nick reaches out his hand!! Whats that all about? He reaches out his hand, so he and Drone can shake. What the hell? John, whats this all about?

JP: No comments....just yet...

DT: Drone does not know how to react here. He seems to be confused by the gesture of Nick Dangerous. Drone hesitates, but he then reaches out his hand aswell and goes for the handshake.......BUT LOOK!!!.....NICK PULLS DRONE TOWARDS HIM......AND HE HOOKS IN A FUJIWARA ARMBAR!!!!.....HOLY SHIT!!!...NICK DANGEROUS FOOLED DRONE!!!........He fooled him and now he got Drone already in the feared Fujiwara armbar. Unbelievable!!.....John,....you knew about this, right?

JP: Yes, I did Dean. It's all part of the Dangerism strategy.

DT: Dangerism strategy?

JP: Yes, but thats all I can say about it.

ND: Dumbass.

DT: Ok, ok.......Nick got Drone in that armlock and the referee already checking wether or not Drone wants to tap out. Just imagine that he would tap out already here. All this anticipation for nothing.....But folks, it doesn't look like that at all so far, so don't worry. Drone managing to crawl over to the side of the ring right now....And....he is able to grab the ropes....Yes, he just did and Nick has to let go off that armbar. But the advantage surely goes to Nick as he outsmarted Drone right at the beginning of this match. Now, Drone and Nick both on their feet again and they tie up in the center of the ring. Nick gets Drone in a side headlock, and he then shoots him into the ropes. Drone comes off and he steps over Nick.....Drone comes off the opposite ropes......and Nick goes to leapfrog over him......But Drone saw that one coming and he catches Nick and turns it into a spinebuster!!

ND: A big move like that this early in the match. That promises alot for the rest of it. Drone quickly brings Nick to his feet, whips him into the ropes and when he comes off he hits him with one of his crescent kicks. And Drone follows that up with a standing shooting star press!! Great moves, but I don't think a move like that will keep Nick on the mat for 10 seconds. But the fact is though that Drone managed to get back in this match already. He brings Nick to his feet again and sets him up for a suplex......but Nick lands on his feet behind him and he grabs Drone and pushes him face first into the side of the cage!!.....And Nick then follows that up by grabbing Drone's head and ramming it a couple of times into the steel.

JP: Dammit! That mask is protecting him.....They should forbid it that he wears a mask like that. All it does is protect him, its just not fair.

DT: Well, ok. .....Nick turns Drone around and he irish whips him into one of the four corners. Drone goes in backfirst and Nick charges in and he splashes on top off him!! Nice body splash by the Canadian. He stomps down on Drone several times in that corner and Nick then looks around to see what weapon he is gonna pick first. He makes up his mind and he goes for the lacrosse stick. He unties it from the cage and moves back towards Drone.

(At that moment Peter Tiger shouts out "Oh no...Not that stick with the net").

ND: The shouting off Tiger gets Nick offguard and Drone kicks Nick to the midsection before he could use the stick. The lacrosse stick falls to the mat and Drone quickly picks it up and he nails Nick in the head with it!!.....WHACK!!!........Nick goes down to his knees.....and Drone hits the ropes, comes off......and ....DELIVERS A HANGMANS NECKBREAKER TO NICK!! ....Unbelievable move by Drone. He then takes the lacross stick again and uses the top off it and ramms it several times into the stomache of his opponent. Look at the aggression in Drone.....Just look at that......

JP: Nick is layed out on the mat for now, but don't worry. He'll be back in the match again. Trust me on that one. Drone now goes over to the side of the cage and he unties the table. He takes it off and sets the table up. He moves over to Nick and drags him over to that table and lays him on it. He lays Nick on the table so his head and shoulders are hanging over the edge. Drone then goes to the cage again and takes the ladder that was tied to it aswell. He unties it and sets the ladder up in front of that table. Drone climbs the ladder, all the way to the top. He stands on top...........and.....CORKSCREW LEGDROP OFF THE LADDER ONTO NICKS NECK!!!.....HOLY SHIT!!!

DT: Holy shit allright!! That was one wicked move. Nick got that legdrop to the leg, plus he went through that table. And both men are now layed out between the leftovers of that table. The referee comes in and starts to count.

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

DT: But then it is Drone, who's the first one to his feet. He makes it up and the first thing he does it grab Nick. He grabs him by the head and drags him over to the cage and ramms him headfirst into the steel. And I think Nicks head is busted open from those shots!!....Nicks bleeding already in this match!!......Drone looks in control and he goes to the side of the cage again and this time he takes that steelchain with the barbed wired around it. He moves over to the corner and he places the steelchain around the topturnbuckle. He then moves back over to Nick and irish whips him....BUT OOOOOH NICK REVERSES THE WHIP AND HE SENDS DRONE HEADFIRST INTO THE STEELCHAIN WITH THE BARBED WIRE!!!

JP: Oh yes!!!....Now only if he wouldn't have worn that mask......Nick moves over now to Drone and he takes the steelchain and hits Drone in the head and upperbody with it a couple of times. And now Drone is also bleeding, but what do you expect when you get hit with a barbed wired steelchain!!! He hits Drone a couple more times and Drone is now layed out on the mat, with blood covering his upperbody!!

ND: Uhuh.....Nick seems to have Drone on the mat right now. He's untied the helmet from the cage, what can he expect to do with that.

JP: Tiger seems to be loving it, that helmet wouldn't be in the ring without Tiger's idea to purchase it, true story. Nick is going to the top rope, this can't be good. AAHHH! FLYING HEADBUTT FROM THE TOP ROPE WITH THE FOOTBALL HELMET ON NICK'S HEAD! That cannot be good for Drone, it could very well be over now!

ND: Nick is a little out of it from the fall himself as he gets up looking dizzy. Nick takes off the helmet, which looks like it infuriates Tiger, Tiger looks like he's pushing Nick to keep the helmet. Nick drags Drone around the ring and leans him into the lower turnbuckle post. Nick now goes to the side of the cage and takes the curling rock.

JP: This is the way you're supposed to play in the Canadian Deathmatch. Nick points to Tiger, as he promised to dedicate a shot with a curling rock to Tiger, but notices Tiger's disappointment in Dangerous. Tiger keeps yelling at Nick to take the helmet, Tiger better stop distracting Nick, this can't be good, Drone is gonna get enough time to recover here! Okay good, Nick shrugs his shoulders and looks on to Drone, sets himself up, makes a dash towards Drone! AH! NO! Drone moves! The curling rock busted through a piece of the cage! The rock is on the floor!

DT: That's the second time that Tiger distracted Nick. And look at that the cage is broken coz of that curling rock!.........I think it only just missed Peter Tigers foot. Just imagine if that would have landed on his foot, that would have been some sight. .....But anway, Nick moves over to Drone now and he kicks him so he stays down on the mat. Nick then has his eyes on the ladder. He walks over to it and begins to climb it. Only God, or should I say Jesus knows what Nick is gonna do next. Nick is halfway up right now....but look!! Drone is getting up.

ND: Drone makes it up and he climbs the ladder aswell. Both men now halfway on the ladder!! Both Nick and Drone are standing on the one side of the ladder, right next to the ropes. And Drone with some elbows to Nick!! Nick did not see that one coming.......WOW!!!.....Drone DELIVERS A RUSSIAN LEG SWEEP OFF THE LADDER AND INTO THE WALL OF THE CAGE!!! And that hurt both of them severely!.....Both men are out cold. Both men not moving and layed out on the mat.

JP: Now after about 6 seconds it is Drone who's the first one to make it up. And he starts to climb the corner. Drone now standing on the topturnbuckle.....but he doesn't stop there. Instead Drone continues to climb up. He knows that he can't climb out coz there's a roof on the cage, right? He can't be that stupid. ......Drone now halfway up the cage.....and he now turns towards the ring. Nick Dangerous meanwhile got back on his feet again and he turns around and looks up to Drone......AND AT THAT MOMENT DRONE JUMPS OFF THE CAGE AND DOES A HURRICANRANA TO TAKE NICK TO THE GROUND!!!

DT: Holy smokes!! That was nuts!!...And once again both men are layed out. The referee does his thing again and starts to make the count. He has to stop at seven though as Drone is up. The bloody Drone moves over to Nick and he irish whips him into the ropes....Nick comes off and ...somehow he is able to duck the forearm....he stops behind Drone, turns him around....kicks him in the stomache.....and...LIGER BOMB!!.....What a move by Nick Dangerous. He hit that one out of nowhere!!.......And now its Nick who has the better position in this match. He gets back up and he unties one of the hockeysticks from the cage.

ND: Nick waits till Drone gets back up.....he swings the hockeystick....AND CRACK!!!.......He hits Drone in the head with it and the hockey stick breaks in two pieces!!......Nick, who got the blood flowing from his head, slowly picks Drone up and talks some trash to him. He then whips Drone into the cage!!....Drone goes backfirst into the steel and holds on to the ropes.....Nick does not hesitate one moment and he charges in ......but when he about to splash or clothesline Drone, Drone grabs one of the steelchairs that were tied to the cage. He unties it and holds it in front of him!!....AND NICK FLIES INTO THE STEELCHAIR....BUT HE ALSO FLIES INTO DRONE!!!!......AND BOTH OF THEM GO DOWN!!

JP: Have you ever seen anything that dumb. What kind of move was that by Drone??? Now both of them are down........The referee looks at it all and does his thing. But still noone gets counted out. After about 8 seconds both wrestlers move up again.

JP: Nick and Drone are both woozy and busted open, exchanging exhausted blows to one another, right hands are flying back and forth, but Nick catches a right from Drone and whips him to the ropes, the back of Drone's head hits the cage, Drone walks towards Nick, Nick whips Drone against the turnbuckle.

DT: Drone is leaning on the turnbuckle as Nick gets the chair, this is gonna get ugly, Nick sits the chair down facing the turnbuckle Drone leans on, as Nick lifts Drone to the top turnbuckle. Nick grabs a hold of Drone's leg, Top Rope Dragon Screw! Drone's leg lands on the chair as the chair collapses! What a move! Drone is holding tight to his leg, it might be broken.

ND: Nick grabs Drone's legs, he now puts Drone in a sharpshooter! This can't be over yet!

JP: This IS over! It's only a matter of seconds now, Drone is running out of breath, Drone is running out of blood, Drone is running out of time, this has to end soon, I can feel it! I know it's going to end! I know it! Dangerism is telling me so, I can feel the end is drawing near!

ND: You're delusional, Nick still has the hold locked on tight, Drone isn't tapping out but he isn't moving that much either!

JP: He's out of it! This is over Neil.

ND: To hell it is, Dangerism is going to die.

JP: It's going to live longer than you will.

ND: Dangerism's time is running out John.

JP: Dangerism will live forever Neil!

DT: Damnit you two do your jobs! The referee is raising Drone's arm to see if he's conscious. Drone's arm just falls to the floor.

JP: The end is coming.

DT: Raises his arm again! Nothing!

ND: NO!

JP: Dangerism told me this is how it would come and this is how the end will come!

DT: The referee goes for it again, the crowd is chanting Drone's name, Drone breaks the hold before the referee can check on him! The hold is reversed! Nick is now in the sharpshooter himself!

ND: YES! YES! YES! NICK IS GOING TO CRACK!

JP: IT'S NOT OVER DAMNIT! Nick powers out of the hold and Drone falls on his front side, both men are on the floor as the ref begins the count!

ONE.

ND: Both men are bleeding nearly to death, they might let it result in a draw if they don't be careful.

TWO.

JP: There is going to be an end and it's not going to be a draw.

THREE.

ND: Well it's not looking that promising for Dangerism right now.

FOUR.

JP: Just give him his time, he's just hussling Drone!

FIVE.

ND: Yeah that explains all the blood right?

SIX.

JP: It explains why Nick is getting back to his feet! Nick could very well win this!

SEVEN.

ND: NO! NO! NO!

EIGHT.

ND: AHH! There is no quit in Drone! Drone is getting back up! And Nick hates it! He's stomping his feet in frustration.

JP: Nick still has a backup plan. He's getting the goalie stick. Drone is on his feet! OHH! Nick slapshots his leg, Drone is back down! Nick is continuing the punishments with shots to the leg!

ND: Nick now with some sort of boxing shuffle, trying to show off that he is still in good condition here. But we all know that isn't true. He drops the goalie stick to the mat and he then picks up Drone. Drone can hardly move around here. He can hardly walks coz of those shots to his leg. Nick takes him by the arm and shoots him into the ropes. Drone comes off and Nick catches him ....and got him on his shoulders now.....NICK IS GOING FOR HIS PATENDED SPINNING SAMOAN DROP!!.........BUT WOWWWWW.........SOMEHOW DRONE MOVED OFF OF NICKS SHOULDERS AND TURNS IT INTO A BULLDOG!!!....And Nicks head goes hard into the mat!!

DT: These two are taking eachother to the limit here tonight. The entire crowd is into this match. One moment silent coz of the happenings and the next moment cheering their longues out. This is a classic people.

ND: I am surprised these two are still capable of breathing for themselves! Drone is delivering hard right hands to Nick, Drone wants to kill Nick Dangerous tonight, and he just might do it tonight!

JP: Nick Dangerous dodges a right, spins Drone around, kicks him in the gut, SETS HIM UP! DANGER DRIVES HIM ON A CHAIR LEFT ON THE MAT! It HAS to be over now! Count with me guys�

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

WHY IS HE STILL ALIVE!? DRONE IS GETTING BACK UP AGAIN!

ND: Drone is NOT letting Nick have this! Nick is retaliating with a clothesline to Drone, knocking him back down, but Drone is getting back up, favoring his leg and all. Nick clotheslines him again! But Drone is STILL coming back up! Nick gives Drone a double leg takedown. He drags Drone near the cage wall, and delivers a slingshot into the cage!

DT: That could knock him out, he head has been beaten on enough as it is. Drone is getting up! Drone is NOT letting Nick win, Drone just keeps coming back! Nick with another double leg takedown. ANOTHER slingshot into the cage!

JP: WHY!? WHY DOES HE KEEP GETTING UP!? He must've lost his marbles! Nick once again takes him down by the legs, gives him another slingshot, Drone lands on the middle rope with his feet, and springboard moonsaults into Dangerous! Where the hell did that come from!?

ND: Drone has heart, he wants this win more than anything in the world. Both men are out on the mat.

ONE.

DT: We find ourselves back in the same situation we were in not long ago, this could be a draw.

TWO.

ND: Unbelievable.

JP: �.Well guys, it's been a blast working with you two over the past while, but if this is EWCL's last show, Nick is going out where he should be, he's going out on top.

THREE.

ND: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

DT: Oh no, it appears John has left the table.

FOUR.

ND: He better not do anything stupid. What the hell is this, he seems to be telling Tiger, Jesus and Wayne to wake up Nick, as they begin to shout his name. Pilchard is digging in his pocket. Oh hell no, he slid handcuffs into the ring through the hole made by the curling rock earlier in the match, was the curling rock throw planned? This has to have been a frigging setup! I can't believe this is going to end like this!

FIVE

ND: Nick notices the handcuffs in the ring, but so does Drone! Both of them are moving, well, crawling to the cuffs. But Nick has the advantage, as he's closer to them, Drone doesn't want Nick to get a hold of them, the two are racing to it, but Nick grabs it first, Drone and Nick get up on their feet as Nick wraps the cuffs around his fist and punches Drone in the face! Knocking him down to the mat. Nick finds it in himself to drag Drone near the ropes, I can't believe this, he's cuffing Drone's hands to the bottom rope while Drone's back is on the mat! There is little chance he can get up even if he's conscious! Oh come on! Nick is locking in the figure four, there is NOTHING Drone can do about this but scream in pain!

DT: This has to come to an end sadly, in the worst way possible, Nick could very well say this win is guaranteed now.

ND: I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS! THIS IS ALL PILCHARD'S FAULT, THIS MATCH HAS BEEN RUINED!

DT: There's nothing anyone could do about it, calm down Neil, Drone is outnumbered, even if Victor came out to help, there's no way any of us could see this coming.

ND: The damage has been done! Release the hold! Drone can't even tap out!

DT: Well Nick finally released the hold, according to Canadian Deathmatch rules this is fair game. The referee is starting the count. Nick is literally leaning on the turnbuckle to stay on his feet.

ONE.

TWO.

THREE.

FOUR.

FIVE.

SIX.

SEVEN.

EIGHT.

NINE.

TEN.

ND: It's over, and I don't like that a single bit. The cage is rising, Nick's hand is raised, the Canadian national anthem is playing, this is just great, Nick managed to cheat in a match where he was caged in, actually broke the rules in a no holds barred match.

DT: This isn't at all unfair, as much as it seems, there is no rule against this, there is nothing anyone can do to over rule this, Drone was conscious before the ten count, but there was little he could've done. Every member of Dangerism is in the ring celebrating. Even John Pilchard himself, who even does the honor of handing Nick a mic. He's panting in the mic.

Nick: Well�.It's over Drone�..It's over�.I want you�to know that�right now�It's all over�.I don't know if you can hear me�.right now, but�.I know Victor probably can�.so when you come to�..he can tell you that I won�..I am the winner, and you, much like your friends�.Gargantuflem, and Sean Campbell�..You, Drone, are a loser�Don't get your hopes up for a rematch either�because it's not happening if not ever, it's not happening for a looooooong�..time�.so goodbye Drone�.you�my friend, have failed.

ND: That's ridiculous. Jesus, Peter and Wayne help Nick get backstage. Peter makes his way back to the tables, I can't wait to have a word with him.

(New Noise by Refused hits the PA system as tribute to Drone as Victor then comes out with hedge clippers in hand, he rushes to the ring to rip the cuffs from the ropes, and helps Drone to his feet.)

ND: Look at the crowd, they're giving Drone a standing ovation.

DT: He definitely earned it, despite losing the match he gave everything he had, he kicked ass tonight and he's getting the respect for it, Victor is helping Drone as he walks backstage, Drone waves to the crowd on his way out as everyone in the arena stands and applauds his efforts, Nick just came in a few steps ahead.

ND: Nick cheated for the win, Drone should have come out the winner on his final chapter in the EWCL, this just feels wrong. It just feels wrong Dean.

(Commercials).

(We come back from Commercials, and we see the ring set up with a podium, the type that you would see the president or a speaker of somekind stood behind. A Microphone emanates up from the middle of it, about a foot and a half above the top of the stand. The rest of the ring is decorated with a red carpet, and a screen behind the stand, slightly to the left of it, also there is two leather chairs set up at the front of the ring, facing the screen. Suddenly, "Lies" by Evanescence hits the PA system, and Aaron Gold appears from the back, getting a thunderous reaction from the crowd. He walks down the ramp, reaching to tag the hands of a few fans on his, before using the steps to enter the ring, choosing not to slide for today, Aaron is wearing a suit, something usually more reserved for people in positions of power, but he is afterall, showing respect here. He gets behind the podium, and motions for the music to be cut.)

Aaron: Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight, I have a small story to tell to you all. Since I was a small boy, sitting on the couch with my brothers Rick and Joey, watching all the great stars up on the screen, I have wanted to be a professionsal wrestler, and I have wanted to be the man that came out here, and got the reception every night that you fine people just gave me (cheap pop). But seriously, it is great to be here in Madison Square Garden (cheap pop two), right here, In New York City! (cheap pop three).

(Aaron smiles for a moment, before continuing.)

Aaron: In all seriousness though, cheap pops and the rest of it aside, it was right here in the EWCL, in this great company, that I was given the chance to show what I was made of, and I can honestly say that some of the best times that I have had in my life have been in the ring. Hell, even when I have bled, and my body has been wracked with pain, I have still loved every second of it, because this is what I have dreamed of doing for so long. This business has always been an attraction to me, and though I wrestled in a few small federations, I have to thank the Extreme Wrestling Championship League for giving me the worldwide stage, the stage infront of millions of people every week to show what I am able to do, and for making me into a household name. I have to thank the EWCL for so much, because at the end of the day, the EWCL, along with all of you here tonight, and all the people watching at home, you are what made me who I am, and you are the ones that made my dreams come true for me, and for that, I thank you all.

(Aaron raises his hands above his head, clapping the fans for all they have done for him, as they are on their feet shwing their appreciation for Aaron. He nods, before speaking again, bringing silence upon the arena once more.)

Aaron: Now, that was the first thing I wanted to say, that was my two cents on what the EWCL has meant to me, and I felt that I had to say that. But we are here today to also pay respect to four individuals for their contributions to the EWCL over the past few years. The fourth man shall come a little later, but first of all (Aaron Grabs the mic off of the holder, and spins with it, facing the announcers), I would like you to all give a huge hand to these three men sat right here. Neil Down, Dean Thornton and John Pilchard. Three men that have become the voices of the EWCL, and we have heard them every week. We have seen Neil slapped countless times, and have seen him win his three consecutive Holy Shit awards, and of course, he shall be given the chance to announce in the PWR. Dean Thornton has been the man that handed out many of those slaps to Neil, and he has made us laugh with each one. Hell, think back to Christmas in Hell I believe it was, when he had a war for his seat with Roadblock, both men getting nailed with their keyboards on many occasions. Finally, John Pilchard, the man that has recently been inducted in Dangerism, and has therefore fulfilled his dream. Those three men have made us laugh, and even made us cry sometimes, and for that, give them all a huge hand. Stand up and take what you deserve guys.

(Down, Thornton and Pilchard stand up, removing their headsets for a moments, taking the applause of the crowd, rocking Madison Square Garden at this point. Truly, this is a moment to behold, such an ovation for three men that have done nothing but speak. Eventually, the sit down, clapping and thanking the fans, and Aaron, for the applause. Aaron smiles and returns to the podium, facing the entrance ramp and placing the mic back in its holder.)

Aaron: Well done guys, you deserved that. Now, onto the main attraction for tonights Golden Moment, possibly the Final Golden Moment to be screened on any show ever. Ladies and Gentlemen, he needs no introduction, I give you ERIC "CAZZO" VAN ZANDT!!

(Damned If I do by Life of Agony hits the PA system, and the president of EWCL comes out one more time, maybe for the last time, to stand before the fans that have followed his show since he took it over from Will Fletcher, maybe some of them have followed it for even longer. He raises his hand, before walking down the ramp and using the steps to get in. While he is doing this, Aaron moves the podium out of the way, and grabs a mic from ringside, before speaking into his one.)

Aaron: Welcome to the show Eric. Take a seat, I have something a little special before we start the interview.

(Cazzo takes a seat, and Aaron hands him a microphone. Aaron then takes a seat next to Cazzo, and speaks.)

Aaron: Now Eric, I'm sure you've seen a lot of these in your time, but take a look at the screen right there as Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you...the best, and worst, of Eric Van Zandt.

~Video Package~

(We go to a video package of Cazzo Van Zandt, backed by the track "Further" By Longview. The intro plays, and we see.)

(Cazzo stood in the ring, blood and sweat dripping down his face, the Hardcore title, as it was then being held above his head after the win over Saphio, and we then fade into shots of things from that match.)

"And the same when autumn comes
Cold Air I breathe in my lungs
Something's new but nothing's changed
Familiar feelings just the same"

(Cazzo winning the Universal title in The Hell in A Cell from Saphio. We go to shots from that match, such as Saphio being slingshot off the cell by Eric, the ankle lock and the finishing Cazzobreaker. Cazzo raises his hands, but falls back on one knee. He is exhausted from this tough match. He gets back to his feet and looks how Saphio is doing. Saphio is also standing now and the two walk over to eachother and they shake hands and quickly hug (an appreciative hug). You can see that Saphio accepts his loss here and he congratualates Cazzo.)

"Soon too the warm air comes by
Lie back and stare at blue skies
Thinking back away and from
When I'll be here and you'll be gone"

(We now see more recent happenings, and we see the torture of Cazzo by Exile, the knife being driven through his leg, the razor cutting his head, and the liquid burning within the cuts. We close in on the shot of Cazzo's face screaming with agony, and the sinister smirk of Exile, before fading to s hto of Cazzo's lifeline beeping down after having his life support shut off. Numerous images of Cazzo spring through the screen, fading into each other.)

"Further from me

I think now of summers high
And reminisce on past times gone by
Only remembered now in
Earth, trees, the stars that have been there
And there forever held
Kept safe but memories never told
But felt if you went by
In never changing sky"

(We see the return of Cazzo at He(ro) and the shock on Exile's face and then the shock of the crowd hearing Eric say that he was "pulling the plug on the EWCL, and it was over", only to smirk and deliver a thunderous Cazzo breaker to Exile, leaving him laying before proclaiming that EWCL is alive. Then we see the coming together of Saphio and Cazzo, and then The New Breed also)

And we'll be gone

"Further (x14)

God's love will save our light and we'll come shining bright
God's love will save our sun and thy will be done"

( We see the shock on Exile's face as he thought that he was to take IWF Lightning, and EWCL Insurgence for his own, closing both companies, only to have the two presidents appear on stage and stop anything of the kind from happening. The pair are shown speaking, before more shots are shown of the long history between Cazzo and Exile.)

"(Instrumental)

( We now see the epic match between the Iceman John Lugo, IWF president and soon to be owner of the PWR with Cazzo, and we watch various shots from that match, including the Cazzobreaker. We see the lobby packed with stars from both sides, battling all around the two presidents, until they finally break off alone, fighting all the way to the edge of a high ledge)

"God's light will save us..."

(The song ends with the shot of Cazzo and Lugo crashing through the merchandise stands, with their opposing franchises shirts laying on top of them, before fading into a still image of Cazzo with a caption reading "Eric Van Zandt - EWCL's Finest Personified")

~End Package~

(We come back to the arena and can hear and see the crowd going wild for what they have just watched.. Every single backside is up off their seats and is cheering for the President, including Aaron Gold. Cazzo looks almost overwhelmed by the response from the crowd, and by watching the video, and he stands up, climbing to the second rope in the corner. He receives more applause, before finally sitting down, almost having to wipe a tear from his eye. Gold sits down, and begins the interview.)

Cazzo: First of all Aaron, thank you for the video, and thank you to everyone here for that amazing response.

Aaron: It was the least that you deserved Eric. After all, if it weren't for you, then I wouldn't even be here tonight, after all, it was you that hired me to my contract, and therefore, it is you that deserves the thanks, not me. But enough of that. Lets do this thing. Eric, you have been a part of EWCL for probabl;y longer than anyone else here at the moment, and you have always been a key figure here, even as a wrestler, and with that in mind, what are you going to miss most about the EWCL?

Cazzo: You know, as strange as it sounds, I'm going to miss the small things. The Buzz I get coming out as the sole owner, and the decisions that I get to make backstage. I'm going to miss watching you people performing on the show that I came up with. Above all, its going to be real strange sharing power with someone, but many things will remain, because though this is the end for the EWCL, it is not the end for the business that I love, and it is not the end of the things that I love about it. I can still go out and hear the crowd chanting, and can still make the decisions, but not under the EWCL name. We have brought this federation so far on from when it first started, it is almost amazing. We started small, back when Will owned the place, but now, we are the biggest federation in the world probably, and to know that this is the final time we shall be on television as the EWCL, it's just an amazing feeling. Amazing in the sense that I, along with everyone here made this fed so big, and now it is time to move on.

Aaron: Indeed it is Eric. If I asked you to choose one moment that you particularly liked that involved you, then what would you choose? Anything at all?

Cazzo: Aaron, thats a very tough question to answer, but never the less, I shall try to answer it. I shall try and pick something for you. Lets see. I got it. For the sheer fact that he made my life so miserable, it had to be hitting the Cazzobreaker on Exile at He(ro) after everything that he had done. That, and of course becoming champion, and becoming the President.

Aaron: Of course. Now, Eric, since you have been in charge of this place for so long, and have pretty much turned it into what it is now, the amazing place that it is to work, a place of dreams almost, what is the biggest regret that you have in your time here.

Cazzo: My biggest regret....that'd probably be the way Joe Johnson left the federation..... Joe Johnson was and is a great athlete and I must say that I always enjoyed his matches in the EWCL. He was a great Hardcore Champion and an even greater EWCL Champion. But in the end there was some controversy and Joe left the company thinking I had screwed him over. Ever since I felt bad about what happend. So Aaron, thats gotta be my biggest regret. But Aaron, I knew that you were gonna ask that question. So hold on........

(Lights flicker and darkness consumes the arena. A heavenly blue ray of light is cast upon the top of the ramp as smoke floods the walkway to the ring. Strobe lights dance to the opening rifts of Stabbing Westward's "Save Yourself" as Joe Johnson marches out. Once atop the stage, he stretches out his arms and poses the "crucifix" pose. He walks down and repeats it in the middle of the ring as the blue light follows every step Johnson takes).

DT: It's Joe Johnson!! Joe Johnson in the EWCL arena!!

(Joe Johnson entered the ring and he then stares at Cazzo).

Cazzo: Good to see you Joe. I know we had our differences in the past. But I asked you to come out here tonight during the last ever EWCL show, because I wanted to apologize. Joe, I want to apologize for if I did something wrong that gave you the idea that I had screwed you. Which I hadn't, but thats not the point right now. The point is that I wanna put everything behind us. So thats why I want to shake your hand Joe. I want to shake your hand and let bygons be bygons and let us start fresh in the PWR. What do you say?

(Cazzo reaches out his hand. Joe Johnson however has a look of hesitation on his face).

DT: I tell you Joe is not going to shake Eric's hand. Joe is too proud. He never liked authority and he never will. I bet you, that Joe thinks that this is some sort of set up.

Cazzo: So come on Joe. Let's shake on it.

(Johnson seems still a bit confused about this offer and he still seems hesitate about it all. But he then looks around him and hears how the crowd chants his name. He then shakes the hand of Cazzo, but quickly pulls his hand back again after that).

Cazzo: Thanks Joe. I know that you have an important match tonight against Miss Phoenix and Mr. Rich. But I still offer you a first row seat. There's still a spot free right next to G-Flem I believe. So sit down and enjoy our main event.

(Joe Johnson likes that idea and he climbs out of the ring and takes a seat on the front row).

Aaron: Now that truly was a Golden Moment. What a way to end this interview. Eric, thanks for all the good moments.

Cazzo: The pleasure was all mine, Aaron.

(Cazzo then takes his shirt off and he reveals another shirt that he is wearing under it. That shirt says "EWCL 4 LIVE").

(The crowd cheers them on loudly as Aaron and Cazzo climb out of the ring and walk out).

(Commercials).

Logan Darkholme: What does the EWCL mean to me, well, to answer that, I have to just look at the match that I am in, and what it means. For me, the EWCL is the best, the pinncale of sports entertainment as we know it. I mean, of the four federations that I have wrestled in in my short career, this place has to go down as the best. For me, knowing the history and the honour that this place has, being in the main event of the final Pay Per View, and facing a man of the calibre of Scott Monroe, its pretty breathtaking. I mean, i may not like Monroe and some of the things that he says, but I have to admit that he is amazing out in that ring. To be stood across from him tonight, it shall simply be amazing. The two best wrestlers here, in the greatest arena in the world, bringing a close to the best federation in the world. For me, it just doesn't get much bigger than that. I shall give my all tonight, win or lose, because this place deserves it. It elevated me further than I could have imagined, and has done the same to countless others. To me, I shall b sad to see it go, but if the PWR is half as good as the EWCL ended up being, the gamble will be worth it.

(The scene then brings us to the lockerroom of Nick Dangerous. Another footage that was taped earlier today. Nick also looks in the camera and says his thing).

Nick Dangerous: .......So this is it, huh? I'm just supposed to come here and give my thoughts of the EWCL? Just like that? I barely even know anything's happening to it, I have to come here knowing the feds gonna close just a WEEK before it does and I'm supposed to get all teary eyed as if I'm gonna miss the place? No, it's not going to be like that for me, I do NOT and WILL NOT miss the EWCL. For several reasons, really. The fact that I recieved NO warning that the merge was coming, the fact that Monroe's getting good notice, he's getting chances to make a grand slammer out of himself, while I'm given just a simple title defense on my last Insurgence performance. And now the EWCL is gone, just like that. In the blink of an eye, all this will be gone, T-shirts, baseball hats, all of this EWCL merchandise is just a waste of Cazzo's pocket change. All these superstars are supposedly supposed to just move along, we're going to work for John AND Cazzo, while people see this as a good thing I see this as hell on earth. I hope Cazzo is happy, I hope he's real happy, going into a fed owned by a man who we've been on the better end of for years, John Lugo and his IWF have been our inferior for a looong time, and now Cazzo's just going to give up, just like that, we're suddenly moving to IWF. This is just a pile of crap if you ask me, probably the stupidest thing Cazzo could have done with a fed that was just reviving from a slump. I have no respect for Cazzo, I have no respect for the EWCL, I have no respect for what is to come, I can't wait until this merge fails so I can get out of here for good. But whatever, good riddance EWCL, little more than three years have passed and the dream is finally accomplished, EWCL can rest as the biggest joke wrestling has seen...

(Fade out).

DT: We are back people. We have seen alot tonight, but it's not over yet. We still have the main event lined up for you. A main event that alot of people have been waiting for. A match between the Universal Champion Logan Darkholme and the third grandslammer Scott Monroe. Monroe who we found out earlier, was part of the show 'Damned and Deliverance". A show produced by Alexander Glory and Eric Van Zandt. That was one of the huge surprises that we have seen sofar tonight. So guys what are your thoughts about this match?

JP: Gonna be a great match, however it won't be as good as the Nick Dangerous match. Now that was a legendary match.

ND: Yeah it was, until you ruined it!!

JP: I did not!

ND: Yes, you did!

DT: Guys!!.....We are talking about our main event here. What are your thoughts Neil?

ND: Well you know actually this match reminds me of Rocky 3. Rocky Balboa was the champion after defeating Apollo Creed and after that he only got easy opponents. So that Rocky as a champion looked good, and would not lose his title. Until there came Clubber Lang, a real challenger, but Rocky avoided him. Until they finally faced off against eachother. A real challenge for Rocky. You know what I mean?

JP: Yes, you are comparing Apollo Creed with Nick Dangerous.....What an insult!!

DT: Nooo...thats not what he means John. He means that Logan Darkholme didn't have a real challenger so far and that tonight in Scott Monroe he faces a true challenger. Right, Neil?

ND: Yes thats what I mean.

DT: I don't really agree to that actually. I think Darkholme had some great title defenses against talented wrestlers. But you are right about one thing. Tonight will be his biggest task. Darkholme versus Monroe, to determine who will be the last ever EWCL Universal Champion. Whats it gonna be?!?!

(Then the arena falls into darkness...

An industrial beat begins to blare over the P.A. system as a crucifix engulfed in flames erupts onto the Cazzotron. As the symbol begins to rotate, a voice begins to whisper..

"We have spiraled beyond the limits well known, now we walk the road alone. Prepare for loss and accept my war, prepare for the truth as the prophet foretold..."

The voice is suddenly cut out by the growling sound of Trent Reznor, as he moves through the words, his voice reaches an agony filled scream.

"YOUR GOD IS DEAD AND NO ONE CARES! IF THERE IS A HELL, I'LL SEE YOU THERE!"

Taxicab Messiah by the Kidney Thieves continues is course as Free, the lead vocalist, begins to screech out the lyrics..

My God loved the whore's and babies
My God never noticed a sin
My God grew and killed daisies
My God threw the towel in

Fire erupts from either side of the stage as flashing strobes of purple, red and blue spiral around the arena. The curtains are withdrawn as Sociatys Slave steps through. From top to bottom Monroe wears a pair of black combat boots, black jeans tucked into them. A black shirt with numerous circular rings and straps run over it. His long black and blonde hair is pulled back into numerous braids as he stares out over the arena from behind a pair of silver and black shades. Leaning down to the left, Monroe rises quickly, spinning his upper body and extending his arms in the gesture of the mock crucifixition. Monroe throws his head back, laughing in manical laughter for a moment before looking back down to the ring. Lower his arms, Monroe then makes his way down to the ring. Rolling beneath the bottom rope, Monroe kneels in the far corner before extending his arms once again in the mock crucifixition).

(The lights go out, and "Us" By Samael hits the PA. The drum beat begins, as a strobe light hits on each beat. The guitars kicks in, and spotlight comes down on the top of the ramps, while other spotlights move around the audience. Logan Darkholme appears, his long hair wet, and slicked back. He wears his wrestling attire, of black boots, and baggy black cargo pants. He wears also a leather jacket. The spotlight changes to a strobe light, alternating between several colours as Logan walks down the ramp. He reaches the ring, and moves around to the steps leading into the cage. He stands atop the steps, the door closed behind him. The lights stop flashing, and are replaced again by a single spotlight, aimed down on top of Logan. He raises his arms, before turning and opening the door, and then he steps into the ring. He goes to all four corners, holding his arms up at each, and pointing up to his title. . Finally, he stands in the middle of the ring, and stares at Monroe.)

DING DING DING

DT: Here it is people. The last ever EWCL match. This is history in the making already. This match has to have a winner, folks. And this match can only end by pinfall or by submission. No disqualifications, no countouts. Darkholme and Monroe meet eachother in the center of the ring and the two have a staredown. The two wrestlers then lock up, trying to push for position. Monroe shoves Darkholme down!!...As Darkholme gets up to one knee, Monroe stares at him and smirks. Darkholme gets to his feet and locks up with Monroe again.....but this time he gets a waistlock on Monroe and picks him up and takes him down to the mat. Monroe however quickly gets back up again and once again we have a staredown.

ND: This is intense, this is exciting I tell you that.

JP: Monroe and Darkholme lock up for a third time and it is Monroe with an armdrag takedown to bring Darkholme to the mat. Logan gets up right away, but Monroe sweeps his legs with his hand and Darkholme goes to the mat again. Monroe going for the cover, but Logan kicks out after one. Monroe gets back up and this time Darkholme sweeps his legs with his hand.......Monroe down and Logan going for the cover. But he also only gets a one count. Both men get back on their feet again and Darkholme goes for a spinning roundhouse kick.....Monroe ducks it!!! ...And Monroe going for a spinning roundhouse kick.....But now Darkholme ducks it!! Monroe attempting a clothesline, but Logan ducks it again......Darkholme then tries to sweep Monroe's legs again, but Monroe backflips out of it.

DT: And we have a stand off!!!.....And hear the crowd go!! The crowd is already into this match here. Crazy....neither of the two wrestlers has gotten the overhand yet here. They circle eachother for about 3 seconds before the lock up. This time Monroe gets Darkholme in a side-headlock. He holds on to the lock, but Logan with a couple of elbows to the midsection. Monroe then throws Darkholme into the ropes. Darkholme comes off and Monroe leapfrogs over his opponent. Darkholme comes off the opposite ropes, but Monroe counters with a drop toe hold and follows that quickly up with a reverse chinlock!!!.......This has been a very fast paced match sofar, this chinlock gives both of them the opportunity to catch their breath again.

ND: Now after about 15 seconds, Monroe pulls Darkholme to his feet and throws him into the ropes. Logan comes off and Monroe going for a shoulderblock, but Logan is not going down from that. Monroe and Darkholme both hit the ropes now, they both come off and double clothesline eachother in the middle of the ring.....Wow, baby.....This shows how equally matches these two guys are here. Both of them are layed out on the mat right now. Who will be the first one to make it up again? .......It is Monroe!!....Monroe makes it up first and he picks up Logan and hands out a couple of chops to the chest. He then kicks Logan into the gut and after Logan goes down to one knee, we see that Monroe hits the ropes.

JP: Monroe comes off the ropes......but Darkholme reverses with a powerslam!!!.....Ooooooh....he hit that one out of nowhere. Really out of the blue he hits the grand slammer with that move. And Darkholme going for a cover attempt......

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT...........Nope, he won't get it this easily I'd say. Needs more than a powerslam to defeat Scott Monroe. Logan now brings Monroe to his feet and brings him over to the nearest corner. He smashes Monroe's head into the topturnbuckle three times and he then pulls Monroe out of the corner. Monroe is still a bit stunned from those blows and Darkholme climbs to the toprope. He stands on the topturnbuckle and he leaps off......AND DOES A FLYING TWISTING NECKBREAKER TO MONROE!!!......Oooooh boy!!!.....What a move!!....And Logan going for another cover attempt......

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!

DT: Monroe manages to kick out again here. But Logan is not granting him much recovery time. As he drags Monroe up by the head and delivers a snappmare and follows that up with three stiff kicks to the back.....Ooooh ....everyone in the arena could hear that kick to the back!! Logan is on a role and he picks up Monroe and.....HE SETS HIM UP FOR THE ESCAPE FROM REALITY!!!......But .....oooooh.....Monroe counters and backdrops Logan to the mat. If Darkholme would have hit his finisher then it would have been over I reckon. Monroe crawls over to the ropes now and uses them to get back to his feet again. Both wrestlers get up at the same time and Darkholme charges in on Monroe.

ND: But at that moment Monroe jumps up and does a jumping sidekick and hits Darkholme with it. Logan staggers backwards and Monroe grabs him by the arm and irish whips him into the ropes. Darkholme comes off and Monroe with a spinning roundhouse kick that almost takes Logans head off!! .....You see how fast a match can change. Now its all Monroe that giving the orders here. Monroe pulls Darkholme up and after handing out a couple of backhand chops he throws Darkholme into a corner. The Universal Champion goes in backfirst and Monroe storms in, does a couple of backflips and ends in the corner with a roundhouse kick that hits Darkholme to the jaw!!

JP: Man, he hit Logan hard to the jaw with that kick!......Monroe now lifts Darkholme on top off the topturnbuckle. He places him in a seated position and Monroe then takes a couple of steps backwards.........Monroe runs towards the corner.......uses the toprope as a springboard ...AND HE DROPKICKS DARKHOLME OFF THE TOPROPE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!........HOLY SMOKES!!!......And Darkholme lands hard on the concrete floor........He landed badly on his back there. Monroe looks over the ropes to see where Darkholme is. He then hit the opposite ropes........comes off.......AND DIVES OVER THE TOPROPE WITH A SUMMERSAULT PLANCHA.....AND HE TAKES DARKHOLME DOWN TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR AGAIN!!!.....And the crowd starts another Holy Shit chant!!

DT: Both men are now layed out on the outside. There is not much that the referee can do here, since it is a no countout and no-dq match. He can only check if noone got seriously injured. Thats all. Monroe now makes it up to his feet first. He pulls up Darkholme and uppercuts him. He then irish whips Logan and he flies into the steel ringsteps. Monroe slowly moves over to Darkholme and he grabs his head and starts to ramm it into the ringsteps. He repeats that for about 5 times. Darkholme is stunned from those shots and Monroe shoves him to the floor. The End of Days winner then takes the top off the ringsteps and places them on the floor.

JP: Whats Monroe gonna do here?

ND: Beats me. He waits till Darkholme gets back up again now........He then charges in.....uses the steel ringsteps as a springboard.....AND JUMPS ON DARKHOLME FOR A HURRICANRANA......BUT OOOOOOOOOHHHH DARKHOLME BLOCKS IT .....AND TURNS IT INTO A SIT OUT POWERBOMB!!!.....AND HE SIT OUT POWERBOMBS MONROE TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!! ......What a comeback by Darkholme.......

(The camera then zooms in on Joe Johnson who sits on the front row. And Johnson got a look of concern on his face after that powerbomb to Monroe).

JP: Darkholme makes it back up and kicks Monroe to the head two times. Darkholme then stares at the top part of the ringsteps. He lifts the top part up and moves back over to Monroe. He then places the top of it to Monroe's throat and he starts to choke the life out of Monroe. Yes, thats another way to use those ringsteps. Monroe is now struggling to move out of that choke, but there is no escaping that. Eventually Darkholme lets go off the choke. He drops the ringsteps and after that he pulls Monroe back to his feet again. Darkholme grabs Monroe by the arm and he irish whips him into the security guard.......Monroe goes in backfirst and.....Darkholme rushes in in hot pursuit!!

DT: BUT OOOOOOHH.....Monroe counters by backdropping Darkholme over the guardrail into the crowd!!......And Darkholme lands on the first row and .......he actually landed onto Saphio and Will Fletcher.....hehe...Yeah you are never save when you attend a EWCL show...........Monroe now climbs over the guardrail into the crowd aswell. He grabs Darkholme and drags him through the crowd. The two continue to brawl through the crowd now. Both men handing out shots, but neither one of them getting the upperhand. The referee forces them to make it back to the ring again and the two fight their way back to the guardrail. Darkholme shoves Monroe into the guardrail......and he charges in....but just like before it is Monroe who counters and he backdrops Darkholme over the guardrail back to ringside....

ND: But it looks like Darkholme saw that one coming as he lands on his feet!!!....And he pulls Monroe halfway over the guardrail and elbows him to the throat area!!!.....Monroe is layed out over the edge of the guardrail and Darkholme now climbs onto the apron. He gets on it.....AND HE JUMPS OFF FOR A LEGDROP TO MONROE'S HEAD!!!........And Monroe lands on the concrete floor at ringside........This match goes back and forth......one moment Monroe is in control and the next moment it is Darkholme who is in control. It's really hard to tell who will be the winner of this one. Darkholme now lifts Monroe up and he rolls him back into the ring again. Logan climbs to the apron.......AND HE GRABS THE TOPROPE....JUMPS UP...USES THE TOPROPE AS A SPRINGBOARD AND DOES A SUMMERSAULT LEGDROP ONTO MONROE!!!....

JP: And the pin attempt by Darkholme.....He hooks the leg and the referee goes for the count.......

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!......Nope.....not over yet.

DT: Darkholme with a series of stomps to Monroe right now. He follows that up by dragging Monroe over to the corner and hanging him in the corner in a tree of woe position. Darkholme takes a couple of steps back and he then stares at Joe Johnson for a moment. Darkholme smirks for a moment and he then runs in ......AND DOES A BASEBALL SLIDE TO MONROE"S HEAD!!!....Thats a trademark Joe Johnson move that we are seeing here!!....

(The camera zooms in on Joe Johnson again and there appears a look of disapproval on his face).

ND: Darkholme then drags Monroe out of the corner and goes for another cover attempt.....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT.........Monroe is able to stay in this match once again. Darkholme pulls him to his feet now though and punches him to the head 3 times. Monroe staggers backwards and Darkholme whips him into the ropes, and after Monroe comes off he does a tilt-o-wirl backbreaker on him. Darkholme holds on to Monroe and lifts him up and .....turns it into a sideslam......Darkholme gets to his feet and makes it to the corner. He climbs to the top and faces the crowd.......But ooooooh Monroe manages to make it up and he throws himself into the ropes.....and thus making Darkholme losing his balance and he falls crotchfirst into the topturnbuckle and falls backwards and now he hangs in a tree of woe position in the corner.

JP: Monroe comes in and he does a kick combo to Darkholme. Several kicks to the upperbody and the face of the champion. Monroe then takes a few steps back and he looks at Joe Johnson, who nods to him. Monroe then charges in and now he does a baseball slide right into Darkholme's head!!!......Monroe quickly gets back up again and he rolls to the outside and from under the ring he grabs a steelchair. He gets back into the ring again and he places the steelchair in front of Darkholme's face. Monroe takes a couple of steps back again ......AND CHARGES IN AND BASEBALL SLIDES INTO THE CHAIR THAT GOES INTO DARKHOLME'S HEAD!!!

DT: What a match we are seeing here. What an evening we are having. Monroe now drags Darkholme out of the corner and he hooks the leg for the cover......

ONE

TWO

TH......KICKOUT!!.........But this match isn't over yet. Darkholme kicked out of it....What a surprise after one clean baseball slide and one baseball slide into a chair. Monroe brings Darkholme up to his feet again........sets him up......AND HEAVENS GATES!!!......TWO EVENFLOW DDT'S TO DARKHOLME!!.....This will end almost every wrestling match.....But what does it to Logan Darkholme?........Can he kick out of this or not?........Monroe hooks the leg......

ONE

TWO

TH.......KICKOUT!!!......

ND: Monroe takes his time now while he gets back up. He takes a deep breath and he then pulls Darkholme up......Monroe then signals for his DEICIDE.....he grabs a hold of Darkholme, but Logan quickly moves out of it in time. He then takes Monroe by the arm....but Monroe counters with a short arm clothesline. Darkholme thought he had taken over the momentum there, but he was wrong. It's still Monroe in control. He picks up Darkholme and sends him into the ropes.....Logan comes off and Monroe with a back bodydrop.....Darkholme flies high into the air and then hard into the canvas. Logan layed out on his back now and Monroe pointing to the corner. Monroe climbs to the topturnbuckle......facing the crowd........

JP: BUT DARKHOLME GETS UP......HE RUNS TO THE CORNER, CLIMBS UP......AND GRABS MONROE AROUND THE WAIST......AND .....TOSSING GERMAN SUPLEX OFF THE TOPROPE!!!.......HOLY SHIT!!!............And both Monroe and Darkholme are knocked out cold. This is something here. Monroe and Darkholme both aren't moving here.......both men had to go through a lot already in this match.......What more do we want tonight. Now after about 6 seconds Darkholme crawls over to Monroe and goes for the cover.......

ONE

TWO

THR.......KICKOUT.........HE KICKED OUT!!

DT: Like before in the Dangerous versus Drone match, the crowd is really into it. Both wrestlers get cheered on here. .....Darkholme makes it up to his feet now and he hooks in a figure four leglock on Monroe. All of a sudden a change in tactics on the side of Logan Darkholme. He goes for the submission and Monroe is in pain here. The referee asks him if he wants to tap out.....but Monroe shakes his head. Not on the last ever EWCL show. He refuses to tap out here. And he's trying to reach the ropes now........He gets closer.......and ....closer..........and Monroe grabs a hold of the ropes....And the referee breaks the submission.

ND: Darkholme is already on his feet again and he sizes Monroe up as he makes it back up. Monroe has to use the ropes as his legs must be hurting after that figure four leglock. He now turns around to face Darkholme......and Darkholme kicks him into the midsection .....AND......DEICIDE!!!......HOLY SMOKES!!!......DARKHOLME WITH A DEICIDE TO SCOTT MONROE!!!......WHAT A NERVE FROM HIM TO DO THAT MOVE TO MONROE!!!........Monroe is layed out on his back now and Darkholme hooking the leg for the cover.......The referee dives to the mat and starts to count......

ONE

TWO

THRE............KICKOUT!!!....................That was like 2 and 9/10.......man that was a close call there......Darkholme almost had the victory.

JP: But he didn't get it yet. Just imagine that you beat Monroe with Deicide.....That would be something, I tell you that. Darkholme shakes his head in disbelief. He can't believe that this match isn't over yet. He now gets back up and he bends down to grab Monroe......but Monroe counters with a jawbreaker!!!.....And Darkholme goes down to his knees after that move.......Monroe gets up.....hits the ropes......and comes off and ....HITS DARKHOLME WITH A SHINING WIZZARD!!!.....WOW!!!.....Shining wizzard to the head and Darkholme is layed out.....Monroe for the cover......

ONE

TWO

TH.......KICKOUT!!

DT: The shining wizzard is not enough for Monroe to end it. Monroe lifts Darkholme up again, irish whips him.......but Logan reverses the whip and throws Monroe into the ropes. Monroe comes off and he ducks the forearm.....stops behind Darkholme.....turns him around .......and......ESCAPE FROM REALITY!!!.....NOW MONROE HITS DARKHOLME'S FINISHER ON HIM!!!..........Logan knocked out on the canvas......and Scott Monroe hooking the leg to make the cover........

ONE

TWO

THRE.........................KICKOUT!!!.........................GOOD GOD!!!.....That was like 2 and 99/100......so close......so freaking close!!!

ND: Monroe know on one knee in the ring.......He stares with one knee at Darkholme, who slowly is rising to his feet. Darkholme gets up....and Monroe charges in on him......But Darkholme ducks the attempt.......waistlocks Monroe and lifts him up for a backdrop suplex......but Monroe lands on his feet.......he grabs Darkholme for a reverse DDT......but Darkholme jumps up ....and lands behind Monroe on his feet ....and ....DELIVERS A REVERSE DDT OF HIS OWN!!!.....Unbelievable!!!......And again both men are staying on the mat here.........How long has this match been going here? Over 22 minutes I think, at least. Monroe and Darkholme are both getting up again now.

JP: Darkholme grabs Monroe and he whips him into the ropes.......Monroe comes off and Darkholme going for a dropkick.....But Monroe grabs a hold of his legs......and turns it and ....SLINGSHOTS DARKHOLME FACE FIRST INTO THE TOPTURNBUCKLE!!!......Darkholme hits his head hard.......and stumbles out of the corner.......Monroe turns him around.......AND..........DEICIDE!!!........HOLY SHIT!!!.....MONROE HIT HIS FINISHER ON DARKHOLME......HE NOW HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER........THE REFEREE FOR THE COUNT......

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!!......

DT: IT'S OVER!!!...SCOTT MONROE WINS AND HE BECOMES THE LAST EVER UNIVERSAL CHAMPION!!!

(And we see that Joe Johnson gets up from his seat and he applauds the victory of Scott Monroe).

ND: Yeah he sure did it.

DT: What an evening we had folks. We had great matches, great surprises, great guests........This is how the EWCL has to end. This is it.......I can't say till next week because there is no EWCL next week. All we can say is that we had fun doing this and hopefully everyone had fun watching.

(Sean Corvik comes stumbling through the entranceway bloodied and beaten. He looks he has been through utter hell).

JP: ITS SEAN CORVIK! JESUS CHRIST WE HAVENT SEEN CORVIK SINCE HE AND EXILE DISAPPEARED IN THAT BLACKOUT!

(Corvik makes it about halfway down the ramp before stumbling and falling to the ground. He looks up and sees Fellowship members moving in to block off all the exits in the arena, cutting off any chance of escape. Corvik looks up to the entranceway and sees a Exile walking out to the edge of the entrance. Exile is got a sick smirk on his face as he and Corvik stare intently at one another).

Exile: You are a wily son of a bitch, Corvik...I'll tell you that much. We chased you and we chased you, and this, this is where you come? Back to the EWCL? Well then welcome home Sean. But you aren't going to be able to run anymore

Corvik - And just what is a man to do when he is cornered ... ?

(Sean wipes the blood off his face and smears it on his chest, trying desperately to center his vision. )

Exile: Are you going fight me Sean? Are you STILL going to fight me? You have done nothing BUT for a month now. I lock you up in a cage, I beat you senseless, I refuse you food, destroy your body and mind. Why? I just want you to see things my way, I am just trying to save you. but you fight, you fight me tooth and nail every goddamned step of the way. What does a man who's broken, beaten, battered, and cornered do? Please tell me. How is this going to end?

(Sean smiles, his evil grin further irritating Exile despite the immense pain he simply ... has to feel. He looks down, then up, a gleam in his eye).

Corvik - It ends the way I choose it to end. It ends the only way it knows to end ...

Exile: NO IT DOES NOT END YOUR WAY! IT WILL NEVER END YOUR WAY! THIS IS MY ENDING SEAN AND IT WILL END HOWEVER DAMN WELL I PLEASE!

Corvik - Wrong again. Wrong since your inception, wrong since your rise, your fluctuating levels of mediocrity and now, now you will be wrong in your decline. History will erase all memory of one of us, the world will know what to delete. It is the only option that a semi-orderly life could possibly fulfill.

Exile: There is only order in this life if I choose to make it so. I gave you love, I gave you a wife, I gave you a child, I gave you friendship, I gave you championships. I gave you hell and I gave you hope. I gave you all of this and I will give you death. I've been there since the beginning Sean, I've seen everything you have done and I know everything you are capable of. I am the shadow in your soul...and you don't even know my name. There is no order for you, Sean. Simply because I do not wish it so.

Corvik - Your name?

(Sean spits a wad of blood from his mouth, at the feet of Exile).

Corvik - I know who you are.

(Sean spits again, grimacing).

Corvik - And there's a very thick line separating who you are and who you think you are. You are not control, you are weakness. You are not order, you are chaos. You are not strong, you are powerless. What is in a name, Exile? Would a rose-

(Sean smirks and twirls his fingers, stepping a tad closer)

Corvik - Your name means nothing to me but your name is all you have. And it isn't even real. It is a mirror you've erected to control yourself from breaking loose. It is time the sick were weeded ...

Exile: Then crumble for me Sean. For if I am the weak and powerless, then you are cowardly and false. You aren't even alive right now Sean. You lost everything because your entire life was a sham. Your wife belonged to me, your child, never yours. Your fears were used against you since I first heard about you and began whispering little things into the ear of Joe Johnson those years ago. If I am standing at the mirror then you are just a shard in my reflection.

Corvik - But then, do we really have to be alive to destroy? What drives us? You ... you think you've ruined my whole life, you have taken everything I have ever known so that I have had absolutely nothing with which to evaluate my life. And when one loses that privilege then he has to go outside his world, to another place, he must find another sanctuary to protect him. It's something you would not understand; if the roles were switched, you would not live. I am stronger than death, Exile, you know I cannot die ..

Exile: You cannot die because I wouldn't let you. For so long you have waged your one man war with God trying to understand the vastness of this world. Well here I am Sean. I created you in my image. I gave you life. You searched endlessly for God and I'm telling you that He's standing in front of you right now.

Corvik - So you're a God? That makes sense. You're some divine power. You're so fucking full of shit, Exile, I am not here because of you, I am here because of me. It is not my time to die. If you think it is, you little plastic god, why don't you just try it?

(Exile cracks Sean in the jaw with a very hard right hand. Sean falls to his knee and spits out more blood from the reopened wounds but stands back and faces Exile defiantly)

Exile: Its been a long journey. Its been a long time. Its been an eternity in each day. The days of Joe Johnson, Sean Corvik, Exile, Tony DeLucci, and Chris Bowen are over. Another lifetime. I still think about those days Sean.

(Sean smirks)

Corvik - What do you want, sympathy because your memories may be more powerful than you realized? What's that, a crack in your armor? Exile: no, it is my armor. perhaps the one thing that I never expected was to feel. I planned and I planned. Meticulously playing people as pawns for my own game. We fought endlessly side by side, destroying competition and burying the world in our tracks. one can't easily look away from the past. Even one as detached as myself. Even our wars had a certain poetry to them. An eloquence that words cannot describe. One comes to appreciate that. To feel.

Corvik - Well isn't that sentimental.

(He laughs).

Corvik - Unfortunately, you've failed to kill me again. You think after one punch that I would be gone from you once and for all? You'll have to try harder ...

(Sean grips his own throat and spits blood in Exile's eyes).

Corvik - ... You fucking pussy.

(Exile sighs wipes the blood away from his eyes).

Exile: Yes, well, it is unfortunate for you that sentimentality doesn't override ambition or drive. Unfortunately sentimentality wont save you on this night Sean. Look around you! You have lost. There's nowhere to go anymore. the very fabric of your reality is closing in on you. Everything ends, Sean. This is yours. The burn will finally consume you and leave you as withered and dead as the man Chris Lemke was 100 years ago when the burn consumed him.

(Exile grabs Sean Corvik's hand and raises it above him and with his other hand grips Corvik by the neck).

Exile: It will all fade away into nothingness. Look at yourself, Sean. You truly are nothing but shattered pieces of the people around you. Tonight you will even die right where Alexander Glory died. You lived in other's shadow's you'll die under a shadow as well.

Corvik - Then if your theory is true, please release me. Or wait, you're going to spare me, then tell me that was your intention. Except it wasn't your intention. You can kill everyone around you but not me. As far as I'm concerned you're a dead little boy reading from dead little scrolls.

Exile: Then let my word be your truth

(Exile tightens his grip on Corvik's neck and Corvik falls to his knees struggling to get oxygen to his body).

Exile: The laughter is gone Sean. Everything is gone. This very place that I have so longingly vowed to destroy...its finally gone. I drained it dry. I took over the EWCL and the IWF and I destroyed them both with one fell swoop. And your death will be my celebration as my fellowship moves on to destroy the very fabric of this world itself. You are the end of an era...and your end is the beginning of something so much more than you ever were.

(Corvik tries to fight back against Exile but is weakened from the month of abuse and neglect. Exile moves his other hand to corviks neck as his body finally goes limp. Exile lays him down on the ground and looks at him longingly)

Exile: I almost envy you now, Sean.

(Sean sputters).

Corvik - Then ... envy me ... and take my ... life, but ...

(Sean coughs, gripping the ground)

Corvik - You will never ... take my name from me ... nor put me in a .... in a grave yourself ... you will never taste ... what you are forbidden ... to obtain.

(Exile stops with his back facing his fallen foe. he lowers his head before turning to face him with a look of extreme anger on his face. He walks over to Corvik and picks him up almost with ease)

Exile: WHY WONT YOU JUST DIE!!!

(Exile throws him down on the ground and pummels him in the face)

Exile: YOU WILL DIE THIS NIGHT SEAN CORVIK! I HAVE YOU SOUL ALREADY! ITS MINE!! YOU WANT A NAME?! FINE! THEN HAVE IT! YOU WILL BE MY FOOTNOTE!!!

(Exile stops from beating Corvik and the blood on his fist drips to the ground. Exile smirks and rises)

Exile: No...you don't die right here...you die up there.

(Exile points to the ring).

Exile: Center stage...just like you like it.

(Sean smirks and starts laughing to himself. With every burst more blood flows from the cuts in his head and from his mouth. He only smiles a crimson cheer at Exile).

(Exile reaches down and grabs Corvik and drags him to the ring, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Exile lifts up Corvik and rolls him into the ring).

(Sean cannot stop laughing. He pauses a moment to hold his ribs, as internal bleeding has surely introduced itself to his body. Sean is limp and Exile allows him to get to his knees. He wipes the blood from his eyes, falls with his palms on the mat and starts laughing hysterically).

Exile: The irony is overwhelming. For years I tried to get you to laugh and now I know that all I have to do is kill you.

(Sean stumbles to his feet).

Corvik - Then kill me if you think you can. I am tired of playing this game, I have lost amusement ... I should be dead by now and you know it but you won't acknowledge it because you're so fucking self-absorbed in your own words. Try all you will. But just for kicks, do you know why I am not dead?

Exile: Enlighten me

Corvik - Remember the Arcane? When he became me and I him, it created a hollow place for my sanctuary where I could freely drift in and out of this reality. It was all I ever wanted and I didn't even know I had it until you captured me. I went through so much pain on my own to find some kind of realization to something, anything, an unknown stone ... it took someone I once cared about to destroy me. Not the false wife, not the kid but the one pulling the strings the whole time. You speak of the burn with a forked tongue but I ... I have lived it. I have circled that globe, I have tasted of its deceit, I have burned its bridges and rebuilt them again. All I wanted to do was make the pain go away. That which I created, not you. I finally got my hiding place, the secret place I like to go. For once it freed me. You won't take it away from me. My use of Arcane and his use of me is now over. This life is too short, you give it too much credit, and you consider it a play toy, much like a plaything for a little boy who will soon grow out of one phase and into the next. I told you were in your decline ... I told you that you will not kill me And unlike you I have never, ever broken my word. So go ahead, snap my neck, it won't do anything. You are running on your last days, old comrade. Tick tock, tick tock ... tick tock ... tick ... tock ...

(Exile moves his hand behind his black jacket and pulls out a 9mm and holds it to Sean Corvik's head).

Exile: Its not about time, Sean, because I will never cease to be. Honestly you have more foresight than you ever knew. Because you are right. your body will die this day but your name will live on with me. For my time in this name is over and its time for me to take a new one. I wanted you as my ally, as my high priest but instead all use you the same way as I always have, as my pawn and your name will see the ruin of the world as misery overthrows the status quo and the burning consumes the globe as you have experienced it, and with that very action will bring us freedom to be reborn in our OWN image...be proud for this moment, Sean for you are the chosen catalyst for the world's end.

(Suddenly through the entrance comes out several uniformed police officers with their guns drawn at Exile, who just chuckles to himself).

Exile: Please...lets not even attempt this shall well? A single one of you even has the misconception that he can take me out will have to deal with deaths of every man woman and child in this building as orchestrated from my men. So back off...NOW.

(The police officers hesitate and drop back a few feet but keep their guns drawn on Exile)

Exile: This is your audience, Sean. THE WHOLE WORLD IS WATCHING!!!! The EWCL and the IWF, all of your friends and family, all of the people who you believe mean something to you. Why not give them some meaningful final words?

Corvik - I'll see you in the next life, Exile. Hopefully under better circumstances ..

(Exile chuckles).

Exile: You never fail to disappoint Sean

(Exile pulls back the safety on the gun and kicks Corvik in the back lower leg dropping him his knees on the mat).

Exile: You lived in this ring, you fought in this ring, you bled in this ring, and now you die in this ring

(Exile kisses Corvik on the forehead)

Exile: O most holy angel of God, appointed by God to be my guardian, I give you thanks for all the benefits which you have ever bestowed on me in body and in soul. I praise and glorify you that you condescended to assist me with such patient fidelity, and to defend me against all the assaults of my enemies. Blessed be the hour in which you were assigned me for my guardian, my defender and my patron. In acknowledgement and return for all your loving ministries to me, I offer you the infinitely precious and noble heart of Jesus, and firmly purpose to obey you henceforward, and most faithfully to serve my God. Amen�goodbye Sean.

(A loud gunshot rings out in the arena echoing through the deafening silence as Corviks face is covered in dark red blood. Exile looks down at Corvik then touches himself on the stomach and the growing red stain on his shirt. He looks at the blood on his hand and tries to figure out how this happened before he slowly turns around and sees Road Block standing at the edge of the ring holding a gun with a small trace of smoke coming from the barrel. Road Block's has tears streaming down his face but cannot move from his statuequesce position. Exile drops the gun from his hand and stares at his long time companion before falling to his knees).

Exile:...my Judas...

(Exile falls to his side and the blood from his wound puddle around him forever staining the ring beneath him, he struggles to take a few desperate breaths before finally he ceases to be. Road Block finally drops his own gun and falls down to his knees sobbing uncontrollably).

Road Block: I...I couldn't...I couldn't let him do it....I just couldn't....I couldn't...

(The police and EMT's flood the ring running past Road Block and to help Sean Corvik and pronounce Exile dead. Without so much as a word the Fellowship abandon their post, abandon their fallen leader and try to find their own place in the world).

(Sean shrugs off the EMT's and drops to the mat, his legs sprawled out before him. He pulls a cigarette from his torn blue jeans and lights it, exhaling into the air, mixing with the smell of stale death. He shakes his head, the gesture on his face utterly emotionless. He looks on as if the world does not swirl around him and indeed the confusion and the yelling drowns out before him the further it is driven away. He holds his cigarette between his fingers, his only solace, and watches as all the whites, the reds, the greens continue to fade into existence. All of a sudden he has become the past and the future, the word he has spoken has come to fruition but no, he does not feel all the better for it. The last look on Exile's face is the only thing that clouds his mind. He runs to his sanctuary but the gates are locked. He pounds on his cemetery gates but none will open for him. He sits there for quite possibly hours, though the plane we now inhabit is devoid of time itself, no ruler by which to judge our placement. The world of limbo he calls his own. Moments pass and everything fades back in. He is the only one in the building, sitting I in the exact center, not moving a muscle).

Corvik - It was the only way things go. Kings assume their power, enjoy the limelight and then they fall. So ends another chapter.

(He drops his cigarette butt in the ring, in the middle of a pool of blood nearby. Sean exits out of the ring he used to call home. The EWCL has died, Exile has died and now the world he knows is not subject to some of his rules. He heads down the aisle and looks back on the dimly lit massacre).

Corvik - I just wish to God this book would end .....

(Sean exits the spotlight and for once we truly, literally and unequivocally fade to black).

"Time comes and goes but we all remain the same. No matter what we do the machine will forever hold our flesh in its dominion. Sometimes there is just nowhere to run. We do not always have options, we could not always understand the consequences of our decisions. Forever destined to run around in this endless circle, to feel a pain that we cannot even see, hear nor feel. Mortality is a sick game, this joke, this neverending conspiracy to break our hearts and shove our heads in the ground; the same ground occupied by all the ones we love and loathe. We have all found ourselves in a video game we cannot win, we are but lines in the sand of the hourglass, we dominate our destiny and have not even realized the potential of it. There will be another time in another world of time or time not, there will always be a stone in the way of our glory, blocking our chosen path. Always ghosts to take what is ours, even though we've become our own. We learned to hate, we forced this upon ourselves and we learned how to deal with it in special little ways. But I am getting off this ship now, the skulls are becoming too much for me to handle, they are piling high daily and I know that I will become one of them before or after I wash up on this deserted island. I know not my own intentions, I know not if my heart is plastic and my brain, electricity. It is horrible when you do not even grow to accept the only sure things in life. Forever to pull our strings by a divine fairy tale, driven through the loop and back again, how beautiful this anarchy must be. As for me, I am going home, wherever home may be. Wherever home may be. And these are the last words I leave, this is the final thing to say that will soon be forgotten. What is eternity but a shoreless sea? An eternal day that sees us come and move away."

(With that the final EWCL show ends. "The End is the Beginning is the End" by the Smashing Pumpkins plays again and at the same time we see clips of the past on the CazzoTron).

The Beginning

"The Will Fletcher Era"

VENOM

CHRISTMAS IN HELL

BEWARE THE WHISPERS

Sparhawk

The Punisher

Super Trouper

The Mauler

Fazzer

Saphio

Eric "Cazzo" Van Zandt

Ex-Terminator

Andrew Barrow

The Generation that put the EWCL on the map

"The Cazzo Era"

INSURGENCE

HAVOC

FAMILY VALUES

Alexander Glory

Sean Corvik

Joe Johnson

Shane Johnson

Exile

"The Rage" Rick O'Connor

Danny Christ

Blade

Dan Prohibition

The New Blood

Chris Christ

Gargantuflem

Marcus Babylon

MacBeth

"The" Nick Dangerous

Drake Laps

Scott Monroe

Cerberus

Aaron Gold

Chazz Mendel

Strait Hate

Logan Darkholme

The Feuds

The Punisher vs. Super Trouper

Cazzo vs. Saphio

Sean Corvik vs. Ex-Terminator

Sean Corvik vs. Alexander Glory

Exile vs. Cazzo

"The Rage" Rick O'Connor vs. "Achilles" Dean Thornton

The Punisher vs. Cazzo

Joe Johnson vs. Dan Prohibition

Sean Corvik vs. "The Rage" Rick O'Connor

Marcus Babylon vs. Gargantuflem

Aaron Gold vs. Jay Masters

Rick O'Connor vs. Cazzo

Strait Hate vs. Johnathan Cable

Chris Christ vs. Drake Laps

Nick Dangerous vs. Sean Campbell

Scott Monroe vs. Exile vs. Sean Corvik

Nick Dangerous vs. Gargantuflem

Scott Monroe vs. Nick Dangerous

Drone vs. Nick Dangerous

Logan Darkholme vs. Scott Monroe

The Memories

The Great Matches

The Champions

The Holy Shit awards

The Commentators

The Competition

The Tagteams

The Stables

THE END

(End of show).

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