2004 Down Pour Results ~ 04.25.04

April 25, 2004

Pyros go off and the crowd roars in the arena.

Draven Holmes: Welcome to the fourth Pay Per View for the UFA - DOWNPOUR! We are broadcasting LIVE from United Center in Chicago, Illinois.

Jake Marsters: We have two title matches tonight. However some revenge is seeked out by Dominic and Big Poopa Jim for what Pain and Panic did to them during their match on Monday Madness. Ying Yang defends his UFA World Title against Former World Champ Tommy "The Dragon Li".

The crowd goes wild upon hearing that name.

Draven Holmes: That is right. We also have Baatezu facing The Icon Kevin Kronic. Twist versus Christian Nathans. The one match that has been getting talked about is the Satan's Den Match. THe Vampyre Lestat teams up with Crypt to defend Fallen Angel after she was abducted by Devon, Kaydence Carter and Ezmerelda. Now after this match I understand that all three will be fired from the UFA and arrested.

Jake Marsters: They asked for it. This is the UFA not the WWE. Freaks! Now, To start things off we have Joey Geneva facing the UFA USA Champion Justice Caine for number one contendership for the UFA Womens Title.

Joey Geneva vs. Justice Caine
Margo Coy: This First match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 6 inches and weighing in at 137 pounds hailing from Jersey City, New Jersey... JOEY GENEVA!!!

Fighter by Christina Aguilera starts with the talking, on the screen it shows the scene from Joey's first promo back. Joey in an empty ring. The only lights on in the arena are the ones above the ring. In the center of the ring is a body bag that is hanging down. Joey is delivering some quick jabs to the body bag. Joey even throws a few kicks. The camera slowly moves around the ring, getting different angles of Joey boxing in the ring. The camera stops in front of Joey and then zooms out. Once the singing starts Joey comes out from under the UFA Tron and stops. The crowd erupts with cheers and applauds. Holding up signs that read "JOEY IS GREAT!" and "WELCOME BACK JOEY!". Joey throws a few upper cut punches, moving swift as she does. Then Joey starts down to the ring. Joey gets into the ring and bounces a bit from one foot to the other.

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 6 foot 2 inches in height and weighing in at 154 pounds, hailing from Kassel, Germany THE UFA USA CHAMPION.... JUSTICE CAINE!!!

As Feuer Frei by Rammstein kicks up the stage explodes with a pyrotechnics blast, and the lights go to a strobing red and blue. As the flames are clearing, Justice comes walking through, her steps are a hard, determined march towards the ring. Justice has the UFA USA belt over her shoulder. As she reaches the ring apron she jumps under the bottom rope, sliding into the center, and pushing up to a standing position. After standing, Justice backs into a corner, and bends, hands on her thighs, stretching first to one side, then the other.

Draven Holmes: Wow. This should be some match. These women both have great reputations. Justice is already the UFA USA Champion and Joey has one plenty boxing awards and even held the UFA Womens Title a few times herself.

Jake Marsters: Well, if Justice wins this match she will be the first woman to hold two titles at one time here in the UFA!

The bell rings to start the match as Margo leaves the ring. Joey and Justice circle each other. Justice stops, as does Joey. Joey takes a boxing stance, ready for Justice. Justice rolls her shoulders and takes a stance of her own. Joey then goes for the first blow. Justice side steps and clotheslines Joey, sending Joey to the mat. Justice then crouches down and gets Joey to her feet. Justice sets Joey up for a suplex when Joey delivers a blow to Justice's abdomen. Justice switches from preparing for a suplex to a headlock.

Draven Holmes: Wow. Both women look promising in this match.

Jake Marsters: Justice obviously has the upper hand here.

Joey delivers three or four more blows to the abdomen of the USA Champ before Justice lets her go. Justice eyes Joey who seems a bit ticked. Justice smirks and goes to run at Joey, but stops short and grabs Joey by the arm and throws Joey's arm over her shoulder, grabs her waist, then Justice lifts and falls backwards to the mat. Both women hit the mat with a THUD!Justice gets up and then grabs Joey up, pinning Joey's head between Justice's thighs, then Justice hooks Joey's arms up, Justice jumps in the air and lands on her knees, driving the Joey's body face-first into the mat. The crowd erupts as Justice covers Joey for the pin.

Draven Holmes: Oh wow. A Vertical Suplex followed by The Executioner

Jake Marsters: Justice had this match won!

REF: ONE!

Joey kicks out. The crowd roars as she does. Justice looks suprised, as does Joey. Justice gets to her feet and runs a hand through her hair, getting her hair out of her face. Joey slowly gets to her knees and then to her feet.

Draven Holmes: Wow. I can not believe Joey kicked out!

Jake Marsters: Yeah, she's tough.

Justice looks Joey over as Joey runs at Justice, only to get The Panzer (Big Boot) from Justice. Joey falls back into the mat, her upper back hitting the mat before her feet do. Justice drops and goes for the cover again.

Draven Holmes: Justice May have it here.

REF: ONE!

Jake Marsters: I knew it!

REF: TWO!

Joey kicks out and the crowd erupts again. Half start chanting "JOEY" the other half chants "JUSTICE". Justice gets to her feet as does Joey. Joey catches her breath while Justice irish whips Joey into a corner. Joey avoids a clothesline from Justice by ducking under Justice's arm. Joey quickly spins around, while Justice turns around. Joey delivers a powerful upper cut to Justice. Justice staggers back and Joey delivers another upper cut. The blow sends Justice stumbling backwards again into the corner turn buckle. Joey

Draven Holmes: Joey catches her second wind here.

Jake Marsters: Smart Girl.

Joey goes for another one only for Justice to deliver a punch of her own to the jaw of Joey. Joey staggers back and spits blood from her mouth. Justice catches her breath and then goes after Joey. Joey delivers a triple upper cut. Joey delivers a right uppercut, a left uppercut and then Joey ducks down and comes back up with a super upper cut, jumping with it. The crowd roars loud. All three blows are very vicious blows. Justice drops to her knees, Joey moves to the side and then delivers a spinning thrust kick to the back of Justice's head.

Draven Holmes: Joey learned a new move!

Jake Marsters: Holy Shit!

Justice falls foward into the mat. Justice then uses her arms to get back to her knees. As Justice does that Joey crouches down in front of her and delivers yet ANOTHER vicious uppercut to Justice. This time sending Justice to her right side. Joey then moves over Justice and rolls Justice on her back and goes for the cover.

REF: ONE!

Justice kicks out. Joey gets to her feet and gets the few loose strands of hair out from in front of her face. Justice gets to her feet and eyes Joey. Justice's lip is busted open and there is blood on the mat. Justice goes to spear Joey into the mat, instead they go through the ropes. The crowd at ring side are now on their feet. Justice and Joey both lay there, not moving.

Draven Holmes: That HAD to hurt.

Jake Marsters: It did. I felt it from way over here!

The ref starts the ten count as both women lay not moving at all...

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

Justice starts to slowly get to her feet. Joey brings a hand up to her head.

REF: THREE!

REF: FOUR!

Justice see's Joey is still out and walks over towards her. Joey is now getting to her feet as Justice reaches her.

REF: FIVE!

Joey gives Justice a look and then delivers an upper cut to Justice with all that Joey has left. Justice falls back to the floor. Joey catches her breath. Justice gets to her feet and grabs Joey, irish whipping her into the barracade outside of the ring.

Draven Holmes: The match moves outside the ring.

Jake Marsters: However they need to get into the ring for a pin fall to count.

REF: SIX!

Joey holds her side after she hits the barracade. The crowd is still divided by whom they want to chant for. Justice then walks over to Joey.

REF: SEVEN!

Joey gets to her feet and starts to deliver a flurry of punches to Justice's abdomen and face. Justice staggers back not expecting this at all.

REF: EIGHT!

Draven Holmes: The women still battle it out on the outside of the ring.

Jake Marsters: I am not sure who to go for any more. I just want them back in the ring.

REF: NINE!

Justice falls back to the concrete. Joey gets up into the ring and lays there just by the ropes.

REF: TEN!

Draven Holmes: OH WOW!

Jake Marsters: *he blinks*

Margo Coy: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH DUE TO A COUNT OUT IS... JOEY GENEVA!

Joey blinks and slowly gets to her feet. The ref raises Joey's hand, Justice gets up and shakes her head a bit. One Justice realizes the match is over she gets into the ring and glares at the Ref. Asking him what the hell was that? The Ref explains to her that she got counted out. Then he continues to tell her that they should have gotten back in the ring sooner. Joey looks at Justice, who is ticked off. Justice goes to spear the Ref, but instead Joey pushes the ref out of the way and gets speared herself.

Draven Holmes: Justice is ticked. Now Joey is the Number Contender for the UFA Womens Championship.

Jake Marsters: Draven Repeat after me. Justice is PISSED. Ticked is such a lame word.

Draven Holmes: Onto our next match Baatezu versus The Icon Kevin Kronic.

Baatezu vs. The Icon Kevin Kronic
Ryan Marx: This second match is scheduled for one fall

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 4 inches in height and weighing in at 225 pounds hailing from Hell, Arkansas ... BAATEZU!!!

Total black out in the Arena and Sinner by Drowning Pool starts playing and there is a flash of light and all you see is his silhouette of his massive frame. Arena becomes dark again and when the lights come back on you see him standing in the ring with his arms crossed.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 Foot 4 Inches and weighing in at 235 Pounds, hailing from Los Angeles, California... "THE ICON" KEVIN KRONIC!!!

The arena goes black as smoke begins to fill the arena. A dark blue light shines from the stage. Then all of a sudden "Won't Back Down" by Fuel begins to blare over the arena pa system. The crowd erupts with cheers as "The Icon" Kevin Kronic makes his way out to the ramp. Cameras begin to flash as "The Icon" makes his way down to the ramp. He raises both arms, makes a fist and puts his pinkys out, then puts his hands together. The cameras continue to flash to get a picture of him doing his signature taunt. "The Icon" then jumps up onto the apron and gets into the ring. Pyros begins to shoots up from the ring posts. "The Icon" gets on the second rope of a turnbuckle and does his signature, then jumps down. He walks across to the opposite turnbuckle and does the same thing. He jumps down.

Draven Holmes: This match has been building for a while now, with Baatezu's "Apocalypse" raging terror across the UFA, and the "Icon" bad-mouthing every other fighter in the federation.

Jake Marsters:

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Look, you ask me, both of these chumps are assholes with big mouths, and I don't care which one wins or loses. Hell, I'd like to see them both get counted out and carted off!

the Icon begins with his trademark tossing of insults at Baatezu and Baatezu shakes his head. Without warning, Icon stops talking, and lunges out, nailing Baatezu with a fist in the mouth. Baatezu stumbles back and drops to a knee. He rubs his lip, see the blood on his fingers, and looks up at Kronic. He smiles and licks his lip clean, then stands. Icon smirks and nods, and Baatezu returns the nod. Icon makes for another punch, but this time Baatezu blocks, and flicks his bloody fingers, splattering blood on Kronic's face and in his eyes. Kronic moves to wipe his eyes, and Baatezu takes advantage, and grabs him by the back of the head. Grabbing a handful of hair, Baatezu reaches back, and slams a fist into Kronic's head. Icon stumbles a bit, but does not fall as Baatezu is still holding his hair. Baatezu lifts a fist in the air, and looks at the crowd, then pulls Kronic's head back, and begins pounding him in the face repeatedly with his fist. He finally lets go, and kicks Kronic in the abdomen, doubling him over, then delivers another kick, this one to the Icon's face. Icon flops back, and lands hard on his back, exposing his own bloody forehead to the lights and the crowd.

Jake Marsters: Man. Just a few seconds, and there's already bloodshed! And a LOT of it!!!

Baatezu wipes his mouth again, then walks over to the prone Kronic, As he reches down to continue his assault, Kronic reflexively lifts his leg, slamming his foot into Baatezu's crotch. Baatezu's eyes go wide as he grabs his wounded groing and falls first to his knees, then to his face, kickng his feet in pain.

Draven Holmes: Oh, man. I don't think anyone saw THAT one coming, Not even Kevin Kronic!

Jake Marsters: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!!*Grabs his own crotch, and bends over, his head slamming into the announcer table. He falls back, and out of his chair, apperantly unconscious.*OUCH!!

Both men lay on the mat, the Icon trying to get his wits about him, and Baatezu, trying to force away the pain in his crotch. Kronic rolls over and places his hands on the mat, making ready to push himself up. Baatezu also rolls over. Both men rise to their knees, slowly. Kronic looks over, and throws a punch at Baatezu's head, which Baatezu blocks. Baatezu throws a punch of his own, which is also blocked. Again Icon throws a punch and is blocked, and the same with Baatezu. This happens several more times, and the two men rise to their feet, each blow become more fierce than the last. Finally, after Kronic blocks one of Baatezu's punches, Baatezu opts for a retry, instead of blocking. Icon sends a fist towards Baatezu's head, but Baatezu's punch interrupts Icon's as it smashes into Kronic's head, instead. Kronic stumbles backwards, and Baatezu grabs him by the wrist. He bends over and pulls Kronic closer, and onto his shoulders, and stands. Kronic over his shoulders, Baatezu looks around at the crowd. He gives a thumbs down motion, and the crowd roars. While Baatezu grandstands for the crowd, though, Kronic grabs the ropes and pulls the both of them to it, and over. Baatezu loses his balance, and both men fall over the ropes, landing hard on the floor outside the ring, motionless.

Draven Holmes: *looks over the desk at the two prone fighters in front of it.* Both men are out of the ring. Both men are out, period!!

Jake Marsters: *Rising from the floor, he kneels behind the desk, and glances over it.* Is it over yet? No? Aw, man, somebody knock me out again, please?!

The ref begins to count both men out. Baatezu rises to his feet, the Icon rolling over and pushing up to his knees. Baatezu grabs Kronic by the hair again, and slams a fist into his head. At the same time, Kronic grabs Baatezu's thigh, and punches him in the stomache. Baatezu punches again, as does Kronic. Battezu again, and Kronic, who is rising to his feet a little more with every blow. Finally both men are on their feet, and Kronic breaks Baatezu's grip on his hair, and the two begin trading blows to the face. Kronic breaks Baatezu's rythm, and begins pounding him in the head. He turns Baatezu and slings him into the ring post. Pulling Baatezu back, he slings him into the ring post again, then pulls back once more, this time slinging him into the ring. Baatezu rolls under the ropes, and begins to rise to his knees. Kronic climbs to the top of the ringpost, and looks around, then leaps down at Baatezu. Baatezu stands, and catches Kronic by the throat, to Kronic's wide eyed surprise. Eyes rolled back in his head, Baatezu lifts Kronic into the air with two hands. Once he has Kronic is aloft, Baatezu lets go with the supporting hand, and simply holds Kronic by the throat. He turns slowly, and gives the thumbs down sign once more, and this time, slams the Ico into the mat, letting him bounce once before letting him go. He drops to one knee, and rests the other on Kronic's chest, and uses his hands to pull his hair back out of his face, and the ref begins his count.

Draven Holmes: Well, this is it. What a match, folks!

Jake Marsters: *Paying more attention to his yo-yo than the match, he twirls a finger in the air.* WOOOOOOO... I don't see paramedics streaming in.

REF: ONE

REF: TWO

REF: THREE

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER FOR THIS MATCH IS.... BAATEZU!

Baatezu gets to his feet the ref goes to raise Baatezu's hand, Baatezu slaps his hand away.

Draven Holmes: Baatezu has won his first match here in the UFA!

Jake Marsters: Ok... Up next we have Twist versus Christian Nathans.

Twist vs. Christian Nathans
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 3 inches and weighing in at 215 pounds from Nampa, Idaho... TWIST!!!

Before the song starts the arena begins to glow in a dull black light. As the Die by Devildriver pounds into the arena, incandescent red and the black lights alternate with ever beat. As the chorus maliciously pounds through the speakers, a fog rolls out from the entrance as Twist bursts through the curtain and makes his way to the ring. He slides in and rolls into the ropes, bouncing him back up into the turnbuckle. He perches himself on the top rope and looks around at the crowd. The crowd seems to have a mixed reaction to Twist. A lot of his fans hold up various signs with "TWIST" on them.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 6 inches and weighing 282 pounds hailing from Los Angeles, California and being accompanied by Avorisa Latoya... CHRISTIAN NATHANS!

"Remedy" by Cold starts up as Christian and Avorisa appear from the darkness and pose mid ramp, Avorisa points to Christian and they make their way down the ramp and get into the ring. Christian steps onto a turnbuckle as AJ poses on the mat walking round.

Draven Holmes: Twist is from The Sykness and Christian Nathans is from Twisted Connection.

Jake Marsters: Look at Avorisa...

Twist and Christian stare eachother down as Damien Rage comes down the ramp with a chair in his hand. Damien gets into the ring and hits Twist over the head with the chair. Twist hits the ground and Damien continues to hit him with the chair. Christian says something to Damien, causing Damien to spin around and swing the chair as if it were a baseball bat right into the head of Christian as if he were a baseball. Christian hits the mat, knocked out and Damien leaves the ring, smiling as he walks up the ramp.

Draven Holmes: What did I just miss?

Jake Marsters: Oh You see Damien justc ame down with a chair and hit Twist. Christian Nathans tried to get envolved and then Damien hit him with the chair. NOW Damien is walking up the ramp. Any questions?

Draven just gives Jake a look and slowly shakes his head.

Jake Marsters: Good...

EMTs come ruhsing down to take them two away from the ring.

Draven Holmes: Um. Ok. Uh..

Jake Marsters: What Draven means in that our Tag match is next. Dominic and Big Poppa Jim versus The Brothers Grimm, better known as Pain and Panic.

Dominic and Big Poppa Jim vs. The Brothers Grimm
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot even weighing 240 pounds hailing from Pittsburgh, PA... DOMINIC!!!

"Let The Bodies hit the" is whispered and then "FLOOR!" is shouted. Then "Bodies" by Drowning Pool starts up. Dominic comes from the back. Dominic stops at the top of the ramp and rolls his shoulders, pops his neck. The crowd roars with excitement. Dominic throws a fist in the air and then makes his way to the ring. Dominic gets in the ring waits for his opponent. His music fades out.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 5 inches in height and weighing in at 250 pounds hailing from Kansas, City Kansas... BIG POPPA JIM!

Breathe by Prodigy kicks up. The arena lights go dim as blue and white strobes flash, a blast of smoke shoots around the entrance and Big Poppa Jim makes his way out to the ring usually slapping hands as he goes. BPJ rolls under the bottom rope and taunts the fans from each of the corners. The camera pans around the arena and happens to spot GaleTV host, Gale Peters, in the audience ready to watch the match.

Ryan Marx: Making their way to the ring weighing in at a combined weight of 1,141 pounds... THE BROTHERS GRIMM!!!

The arena goes black and silent. Suddenly, Sinner by Drowning Pool starts to play. Simultaneous with the pick up of the music, a blazing inferno explodes across the stage. When it settles, fires still burning on either side, Pain and Panic stand in the center of the stage, the flames glowing along the edges of their figures, the heatwaves making them somewhat liquid, appearing almost spectral. They start down the ramp, and walk towards the ring, climbing up to the apron. Once they reach the top of the apron, they turn, and stares coldly across the crowd, as if searching. Locking their gaze on one attendant in the front row, Pain nods to himself as Panic holds the stare, Pain smiles maniacally, then steps over the ropes. Panic sonns follows his brother over the ropes and into the ring. Pain and Panic look down at BPJ and Dominic.

Pain and Panic look at each other and smile. Slowly, they nod to one another, seeming to have come to a silent agreement. They turn to Dominic and BPJ... and each gets hit square in the face as Dom and Jim have decided not to waste time with theatrics. Pain and Panic both reel from the unexpected blows. Dom and BPJ hold a fist out each and tap them without taking their gazes from the Brothers Grimm. BPJ steps out of the ring, as does Pain, leaving Panic and Dominic to face off inside the ring. Panic walks up and looks down his nose at Dominic, as if to say something, looking intimidating as hell, and nodding. Dominic looks unconcerned until Panic points at Dom's chest, and then emphasizes his point by shoving him with his finger in Dom's chest. Dominic looks down at the finger, then, lightning quick, he grabs Panic's finger, and twists. Instantly, Panic falls to a knee. Dom looks down his nose at Panic, and smirks to him. Panic places a hand on the mat and attempts to use it for leverage as he tries to rise back up. Still twisting Panic's finger, Dominic looks at the hand on the mat, then to BPJ and smiles, giving a questing shrug. Jim smiles gleefully, and nods approvingly as if a question had been asked. Dom shrugs again, and places his foot on Panic's mat-bound hand. He puts pressure on that hand and lets go of the other. Panic rares back with his newly freed fist, making ready to swing, but before he can, Dominic grabs his mask, and starts to pry it off. Panic, in a fit of outrageous fear. He flails with the one hand and thrashes his head, trying to thwart Dom's plan to unmask him. Finally, in an act of desperation, Panic drops his free hand to the mat and begins slapping it. The ref runs over and grabs Dom's hands making him let go of the mask. When he does, Panic stands and makes to attack again, but the ref steps in the way, and reminds Panic by clapping his hands that he had tapped out. Panic, dumbstruck, and reluctant, left the ring, and Pain, glaring at his brother, stepped into the ring.

Draven Holmes: Damn, that didn't take long at ALL!

Jake Marsters: OH!!! What a cheap shot. Not that the guy didn't deserve it, y'know.

As Dominic waves sarcastically at the retreating Panic, Pain charges in at him from the side. Dom barely hears BPJ's shout to look out, and turns in time to catch a full on spear from the charging Pain. Both men crash to the mat, and Pain rolls Dom over on his stomache. Pain crosses Dom's legs at the ankles, and bends them at the knees. He then sits on the crossed ankles, and reaches down grabbing Dom around the chin, and pulls back. He holds the painful position for several seconds before Dominic finds a way to begin fighting the pain. He uses his hands and begins to pull himself towards the ropes. He reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. The ref waves for Pain to let go, but instead, he rises up a bit and begins pulling Dominic back away from the ropes. Pain sits back down, and pulls back, and Dom yells out in pain. He raises a hand as if reaching for the rope, doubling and opening his fist reflexively. The ref talks to Dom as Pain smiles and yells at BPJ, telling him that he is next. BPJ looks a bit worried watching, and holding his hand out for Dom to tag. Eventually, he seems to realize that Dom is going to tap. Dominic's hand goes up a bit furhter and comes down hitting... ...Big Poppa Jim's hand, as Jim drops off the apron, and lands on the floor, thrusting his hand under the bottom rope, and Dominic's falling hand. BPJ climbs back into the ring as Dom, unaware that he had just been tagged out, continues to slap the mat.

Draven Holmes: There he goes!!! Dominic just tap.... NO!!! NO, HE TAGGED BPJ!!!

Jake Marsters: HOLY SHIT!!! That's the closest save I've ever seen. BPJ saved Dom's place in this match by just a split second. But Pain hasn't realized it yet. Oh, but he will NOW!!!

BPJ climbs into the ring and kicks Pain square in his smiling face. Pain lets go from the shock, and falls back on his butt, and Dom collapses onto his stomache. As the ref begins to roll Domk out of the ring, Big Poppe Jim follows the following Pain, and begins stomping on him as they go. Pain finally backs into the corner, where BPJ continues stomping on his face and chest until the referee pulls him away. Pain, wiping blood from his mouth, uses the ropes to stand. BPJ stands looking down at the ref, but looks up just in time to see Pain charging at him. He shoves the ref out of the way just in time to catch the full blow of the body tackle himself. Again, Pain crashes to the mat, but this time with Jim. Pain comes up and kneels closer to BPJ, punching him mercilessly in the face. BPJ does his best to block the blows, and eventually decides to take a few in the face as he reaches out and grabs Pain's wrists. A test of strength ensues, which BPJ soon begins to lose. Pain grins evilly at BPJ, , but he qickly loses his joy as BPJ... smiles... back. BPJ brings his knees up between himself and Pain, and extends his legs, throwing Pain over him to land on his back. Through the maneuver, BPJ keeps his hold on Pain's wrists, and rolls backwards, coming to a stop kneeling on top of Pain, the roles now reversed. He begins punching mercilessly in Pain's face, Pain's mouth pouring more blood than before. Pain tries to copy BPJ's flip over maneuver, but fails as BPJ drops a knee into his solarplexus. After a few more punches to the face, Pain grabs BPJ's hands and throws them out wide, bringing his agressor closer. He reacehs up with his neck, and headbutts Jim in the side of the face. He sees that it has the desired effect, and repeates the blow twice more. He lets go of BPJ, who rises shakily to his feet, and stumbles back, holding his face. Pain grabs BPJ and lifts him over his shoulders, and begins bouncing him up and down in a tight torture rack. He turns as he is stretching Jim painfully, so the crowd can see, and as his back turns to the corner, Dominic climbs up on the midlle rope, and reaches as far out as he can, slapping Jim's shoulder. The ref claps his hands in acknowledgment of the tag, and Dom finishes climbing to the top turnbuckle. As Pain turns back to the corner, Dom flies through the air, making to deliver a flying elbow butt. Pain quickly lets go of BPJ and drops him, then throws his arms around, Dominic, catching him in mid air. He squeezes Dom in a bear hug, then throws him up over his shoulders, to take BPJ's place.

Draven Holmes: Pain is a Juggernaut!! It's damn near impossible to take him down!

Jake Marsters: This does NOT look good for Jim and Dom.

Suddenly, "Seek and Destroy" by Metallica, and Dangerous Dan Dunegan's entrance video begins to play, his pyro effects exploding over the stage. Pain turns to the ramp, and drops Dominic, yelling for DDD to "Bring it on!".

Draven Holmes: What the hell?! Dangerous Dan is Back?!!! When did this happen?!!!

Jake Marsters: Pain is SO screwed!!!

Dom falls to his knees. He stands back up, locking Pain into a Full Nelson hold, and BPJ quickly rises as best he can, moving towards the other two. Dom brings Pain down to a level, but Pain begins to break the hold with shear strength. Just before Dom's hold gives, Big Poppa Jim reaches them, and locks on the Poppa Pretzel over Dom's Full Nelson. Both men apply pressure to the point that even THEY appear to be in pain from the stress. The ref tries to break the hold since both men are not legal, but as he is trying, Pain yells out his submisson. The reff motions for the bell, it's rung, and Dom and BPJ let Pain go to drop to the mat, and the two of them roll out under the ropes. They look at each other, exchanging high fives, then back to the ring, laughing at pain. The screen for the videos changes to show Major Daniel Dunegan in his typical BDU uniform, a desert background behind him. He leans close to the camera.

Dan Dunegan: Pain. Panic. Baatezu. Ye hear me? Ye listenin? *He smiles a big grin and gets closer to the camera.* IIIIIIIIIIIIIII..... gotcha!!! *He begins laughing, and the scene fades out*

Pain slaps the ring, scowling in rage, as Dom and BPJ laugh at the screen, then turn and laugh harder at him.

Ryan Marx: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH BY SUBMISSION ARE DOMINIC AND BIG POPPA JIM!

Draven Holmes: Wow. That was some match. Dangerous Dan Dunegan caused a perfect distraction.

Jake Marsters: *is laughing* That was classic. They deserved it!

~ SCENE CUTS BACK STAGE ~

The scene goes back stage where Head EMT, Kristin Chase is checking on Twist and Christian Nathans. Neither want to be looked over. However, Avorisa and Jennelle make sure Christian gets looked over. Fallen Angel who was released from the hospital, escorts Twist out of the EMT Area. Kristin shakes her head and goes back to checking on Nathans.

~ SCENE CUTS BACK TO RING SIDE ~

Draven Holmes: Looks like Twist did not want to be checked over.

Jake Marsters: Well. He is stupid. Chase is a great EMT. I guess they in a hurry to go watch the next match!

SATANS DEN MATCH
The Vampyre Lestat and Crypt vs. Devon, Kaydence Carter and Ezmerelda
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for Electricution or One Fall!

Ryan Marx: Introducing the Special Referee for this match... Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 2 inches in height and weighing in at 221 pounds hailing from Chicago, Illinois.... LOGAN CREED!

No More Mister Niceguy by Alice Cooper starts up and the crowd roars being that this is Logan's hometown. Logan steps out onto the stage, and walks down to the ring adjusting his gloves as he goes.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 1 inches in height and weighing in at 235 pounds hailing from Jackson, GA.... DEVON!

Click Click Boom by Saliva starts up and Devon runs down to the ring and gets up on a ring post, trying to get the crowd wound up. Indeed they get wound up in "BOOs". His music stops and he paces in the ring.

Ryan Marx: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 9 inches and weighing in at 132 pounds hailing from New York, New York... KAYDENCE CARTER!!!

Cold by Static X kicks up as Kaydence strust out from under the UFATron. The crowd throws her a bunch of boos. Kaydence smiles and walks down the ramp, adding a sway to her hips as she moves. Upon reaching the ring, Kaydence climbs up onto the apron and bends nicely over the ropes. Devon grins watching her and moves over to help her.

Ryan Marx: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 7 inches and weighing in at 135 pounds.... EZMERELDA!!!

I Wanna Be Bad by Willa Ford kicks up and Ezmerelda comes out, making her way to the ring. Kaydence, Devon and Ezmerelda all stand in the ring waiting. The cage now slowly lowers to surround the ring.

Ryan Marx: Making their way to the ring at the combined weight of 391 pounds. THE VAMPYRE LESTAT and his tag team partner CRYPT!

Lestat�s new theme, The Devil is a DJ bursts out of the house speakers. As the Devil starts to laugh, Lestat and Crypt appear on top of the entrance ramp. Suprisingly, the crowd begins to cheer the duo. Lestat, not used to being cheered looks around the arena confused, then looks at Crypt. The two look at each other, Crypt scowling at Lestat, they nod to each other and begin to walk down the ramp. They walk up to the door to the cage, waiting for the ref to open the door. Devon, Kaydence and Ezmerelda stand in the far corner discussing strategy. Crypt walks the steps and carefully slips through the vine covered ropes. Lestat walks up and lays his hand on the top rope, pulling it back quickly, he smiles and points to Devon. He enters between the second and third rope. Creed calls for the electricity to be switched on.

Draven Holmes: This is the first Satan's Den match we have ever had.

Jake Marsters: Yep. Three women and Two men. Hot! Hot! Hot!

Without pausing to take off his entrance gear, Lestat bolts across the ring and jumps into the group, hitting Ezmerelda and knocking her to the ground. Crypt follows quickly and attacks Kaydence with a clothesline, knocking her to the ground. Devon, who had avoided Lestat�s attack hook his arms around Lestat�s waist and delivered a german suplex. Lestat�s head bounces off the mat, as he grabs his neck. Ezmerelda begins to get up and Crypt kicks her in the belly. Crypt picks Ezmerelda up and gives her a scoop slam. Kaydence is up and grabs a handful of Crypt�s hair pulling her back. Crypt turns around and delivers a backdrop.

Draven Holmes: Woo. Look at that.

Jake Marsters: Crypt has such a great form.

Devon picks up Lestat and irish whips him into the ropes, but Lestat falls to his belly to avoid being torn open. Devon comes in, but Lestat quickly hits a leg sweep, bringing Devon to his level. Lestat crawls on top of Devon and begins to punch him on the side of his head. Crypt comes over and stops Lestat. Lestat looks at her questionably as Crypt begins to stomp on Devon�s head. Before either can stop them, both Ezmerelda and Kaydence double team Crypt with a bulldog, driving her face into the mat. Lestat gets off Devon and walks over to where the girls are getting up. He grabs Kaydence by the back of her neck. Her arms wave in the air, as Lestat turns her around and easily throws her into the ring ropes. Kaydence lets out a scream as the tiny thorns on the ropes tear at the flesh on her back. She drops to her knees. Ezmerelda comes behind Lestat and hits a low blow on him. He also drops to his knees and lets out a scream, as he holds himself. From behind, Devon delivers a dropkick to the back of Lestat�s head, bringing him face first into the mat. With Lestat down, Devon walks over to Crypt and calls for Ezmerelda�s assistance. She comes over and they both whip her into the turn buckle. Crypt tries to block, but absorbs the thorns on her upper chest, and thighs. She instantly turns around and delivers a double clothesline as she drops to the mat with them. Kaydence begins to get up, her back is bleeding from Lestat�s throw, but he too is getting up. Kaydence looks at Lestat as he gets to his feet. Her bottom lip begins to stick out as her eyes get bigger, almost pouting. Looking to Lestat to have a heart. He doesn�t, and he takes her by a hand full of hair and slams her to the mat with a DDT. Devon is kicking on Crypt now, as Lestat comes from behind him and hooks his arms. Crypt gets up and grabs Devon by the face, digging her nails into his skin. She points to the outside of the ring, where the steel cage is asking for a sacrifice. Crypt then begins to yell at Lestat to toss Devon over, but Devon is too quick. He kicks Crypt in the belly and flips around, bringing Lestat�s shoulders to the mat.

Draven Holmes: The action picks up in the ring

Jake Marsters: Poor Crypt!

1��.2��..Crypt stops the count as Lestat�s shoulder comes off the mat. Devon stands up and pushes Crypt down by the face. She gets up and is met with a big boot from Devon. She falls to the mat, holding her face. Devon then turns his attention back to Lestat, picking him up by the hair and hooking in a nice headlock. Ezmerelda has hooked a nice STF submission hold on Crypt and Creed is checking. Kaydence does her part by kicking on Crypt wherever she can get her boot in. On the other side of the ring, Devon still has Lestat in a headlock as he walks over to the ropes. Devon places Lestat�s forehead on the top rope and rakes it back and forth. A crimson tide comes over Lestat�s face and Devon�s arm and chest. Devon lets go as Lestat drops to his knees, trying to wipe the blood from his eyes. Devon pulls him up and runs him over to the other side of the ring, tossing him over the top rope. Lestat instinctively grabs the top rope with both hands, causing the thorns to dig into his palms. Painfully he skins the cat and lands back in the ring.

Draven Holmes: A lot of blood shed here in this match!

Jake Marsters: A lot of women on their knees and pouting. That is just what I like.

Devon is walking to where the girls are still beating on Crypt as Lestat grabs him by the shoulder. Lestat spits out a red mist into the eyes and face of Devon as he turns around. Lestat grabs him by the hair and takes his turn at tossing Devon over the ropes. Devon tries, but only gets one hand on the top rope. He is not strong enough to hold himself up with only one hand as his body crashes into the steel. Sparks shoot up immediately and Devon�s body starts to jump and bounce. He makes it to his feet and somehow gets back into the ring, curling up in the corner. Kaydence and Ezmerelda have stopped beating on Crypt long enough to watch what just happened. Both of their jaws have dropped, and their eyes have widened. Crypt makes it to her feet and grabs Ezmerelda by her feet, sliding her belly first over the thorns and onto the cage below. Ezmerelda screams out as the electricity runs through her body. Creed quickly tosses her a rubber hose to bring her to safety so he doesn�t get the volts himself. Kaydence turns around and sees both Crypt and Lestat staring at her. She drops to her knees and brings her hands up to try and persuade the two not to attack her. Lestat walks over to her and begins to run his hand through her hair, causing her to flinch because she doesn�t know what to expect. Lestat drops down and whispers something into Kaydence�s ear. She begins to grin and nods her head. Lestat stands back up and Kaydence follows his lead. She throws her arms around Lestat, hugging him. The crowd begins to boo as Crypt gets a very confused look on her face. Kaydence pulls away from Lestat and, thinking that the tide has turned begins to walk towards Crypt.

Draven Holmes: What is going on here?

Jake Marsters: Great, with Ezmerelda out of the match it is now Three on One!

Very quickly, Lestat spins Kaydence around and delivers another face full of the red mist. The crowd pops as Lestat smirks and points to Crypt, who kicks Kaydence in the gut, doubling her over. Lestat runs to one side of the ring, not bouncing off the ropes, delivers The Offering on Kaydence. He rolls her over onto her back and he picks up Crypt in a press slam. He drops Crypt belly first on top of Kaydence as Creed drops to his knees. 1��.2��..3�.

Draven Holmes: Kaydence is GONE!

Jake Marsters: Lestat and Crypt work great together.

Lestat runs from one side of the ring to where Devon still lays curled up and hits a baseball slide, sending Devon back onto the electricity screaming. Lestat stands up and looks to Crypt. She glares at him from the other side of the ring. Crypt begins to walk towards Lestat, talking to him. They stand nose to nose staring at each other.

Draven Holmes: Great. Now they are gonna fight eachother.

Jake Marsters: My money in on her.

Crypt holds her hand out as Lestat looks to the cheering crowd. He looks back at Crypt and puts his hand in hers, raising them both into the air.

Draven Holmes: Wow...

Jake Marsters: This is a new record.

Ryan Marx: THE WINNERS OF THIS MATCH IS... CRYPT AND THE VAMPYRE LESTAT!

EMT's come out with stretchers as the cage starts to raise up. Fallen Angel stands at the top of the ramp as Crypt and Lestat exit the ring. Creed takes a look around and smirks, then he starts to talk to the EMT's

Draven Holmes: That was some match.

Jake Marsters: I bet they would rather have another match instead of going off where they are going. *Jake chuckles*

Chicago PD comes down and cuffs Kaydence since she is able to move. They then escort her to the back as the stretchers take Ezmerelda and Devon to the back.

Tommy "The Dragon" Li vs. Yin Yang
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL for the UFA WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 1 inches in height and weighing in at 231 pounds hailing from San Francisco, California... TOMMY "THE DRAGON" LI!!!

Eyes of a Hero by Juniper begins as Tommy Li steps out onto the stage, and assumes a "horse stance". The crowd is going nuts with various signs that support Tommy. One says: "THE CHAMP IS BACK!" Another says: "DRAGON!!!" and has a picture of a Dragon on it. He then begins performing a few sharp katas: punches, kicks, and spinning roundhouse. He then returns to the horse stance, but thrusts his fists down into position. When his fists stop in position, two gouts of flame explode on either side of him, the flames pouring upward as he relaxes his stance, and starts towards the ring.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 5 foot 9 inches in height and weighing in at 219 pounds hailing from Death Valley, CA THE UFA WORLD CHAMPION... YIN YANG!!!

Enemy by Sevendust kicks up and Yin steps out from the entrance. Yin looks down at the full ring and makes his way down the ramp and gets into the ring. The crowd cheers as all men stand in the ring. Ryan Marx leaves the ring. DING DING DING. The bell rings to start the match.

Draven Holmes: Here we go, folks. This match'll be for the UFA World Championship, which Yin won from the Raven no more than a month ago.

Jake Marsters: Right, Draven. Not to mention, this match also marks the official return of Tommy "the Dragon" Li, the UFAs LAST champ before it's demise a few years back. Let's see if he's still got it in him.

Tommy taps the sides of his thight, and makes a short bow, which Yin returns in the manner of his own style. Both men then step into their respective stances, Yin sliding his feet apart, and holding up his open hands, Tommy taking a solid stance, his fists closed inside his padded gloves in front of him. Tommy quickly steps foreward, throwing a series of kicks: first low, then high, followed in rapid succession by several stepping side kicks aimed towards Yin's head, then followed by a spinning roundhouse. Yin lifts a foot, dodging the low kick, and ducks under the first high kick. He then leans back and alternates hands in blocking the rapid steps kicks as he retreats back a few steps, but the spin kick catches him in the midsection and lifts him off his feet, and pushes him a few feet back. He lands, but loses his balance, falling backwards, but quickly covers by rolling backwards, and coming back to his feet graceful as a cat. Tommy resumes his stance, and makes a small bow, really a nod of his head. Yin returns the bow in the same brief manner.

Draven Holmes: CHRIST!! Well, the Dragon sure as hell hasn't lost any of his form. And that change in his strategy ended with a solid hit scored on his side.

Jake Marsters: Yeah, well, remember Draven. Tommy hasn't been in the ring against a live opponent in over 2 years, where as Yin's in there almost every week. That could prove a big advantage in Yin's corner.

Draven Holmes: Well, thank you oh-so-much, Ninja Master Jake. I'm glad you're such an expert in the martial arts all of a sudden. Bruce Lee Marathon this weekend?

Jake Marsters: No, Mr. Wiseass, there was not a Bruce Lee marathon on. *He looks a bit bashful and smirks.* It was Jean Claude VanDamme, thank you very much!

As Yin regains his stance, Tommy lunges foreward, his fists thrusting like pistons, attempting to deliver a devastating blow to Yin's head. The first blow makes contact with Yin's head, but only grazes the side as he dodges the blows. He sweeps a hand out and to the side, pushing Tommy's hands away from his, and goes to a crouch, driving a solid punch into Tommy's kidney. Tommy Jumps to the side, but loses his footing on the side that took the bloow, and goes to a knee. Yin side steps, and lashes out with first a foreward, then a reverse kick. Tommy leans to the side, and the foreward sweep misses his head just barely, but as he returns to a straight kneel, the reverse direction of the sweep contacts the back of his head. Tommy leans foreward with the blow, and rolls, coming to his feet a few feet away, and turns to Yin. Yin smirks and makes the same bow Tommy had made after his first shot. Tommy grudgingly returns it, and moves in once more.

Draven Holmes: Well, looks like you might be right, Jake. The look on Tommy's face said he did NOT expect that kidney shot that Yin took.

Jake Marsters: Yeah, and that blow looked pretty damned solid, too. Man, I gotta pee just thinking about it.

Tommy starts moving backwards as Yin begins the same movement, both men circling one another, and watching the other's gaze. Tommy is the first to strike, yet again, a hard punch thrusting past Yin's head as Yin barely dodges, and moves past Tommy. As he passes, Yin thrusts a knee up into Tommy's abdomen, lifting Tommy off the mat. Yin drops the Dragon and moves past, turning to Tommy and resuming his fighting stance. Tommy lands on the mat, holding his abdomen briefly, but rolls up to a knee. Yin charges in, going for a slide kick, but Tommy quickly throws an arm up, and grabs Yin's ankle, keeping the foot up. Yin leaps into the air with his other foot, arcing for Tommy's head, at the same time, Tommy Li thrusts up with his fist, punching for Yin's inner thigh. Both hits make contatc, Tommy driving his fist viciously into Yin's soft inner thigh near the grojn, and Yin's kick smacking loudly against Tommy's head, sending a sprinkling of sweat from Tommy's hair across the arena. Tommy lets go of Yin's ankle, and falls, clutching his head, and Yin falls to his side, grabbing for his thigh. Tommy lays unmoving with his head covered by his arms, and Yin rolls away from his opponent, massaging his injured leg. He rises to a standing position with the help of the ropes, and tests his leg, then begins walking the soreness out in the corner. Tommy finally rolls over, and pushes up to his knees, then uses the rops of the opposite corner to stand himself up. Both men glance at one another, Yin turning to lean against the ringpost, and Tommy still bent, shaking his head to clear it. Tommy moves along the ropes to Yin, and thrusts a punch at him, but Yin lets go of the rope himself, and falls, rolling over and landing on his back. Tommy moves to hit Yin with an axe kick, but Yin riases both legs, grabbing Tommy's ankle between his legs, and twists, throwing Tommy onto the ground in a hard flip. As Tommy lands, the ring bouncing with the force of his hit, Yin lets go of his leg, and rolls over, and, still laying, lands three vicious kicks to Tommy's chest and abdomen, then finally one to Tommy's head. Tommyfalls still, and Yin, looking extremely tired, rols again, laying an arm over Tommy's shoulders, and the ref counts.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Yin slowly rises to his feet, as the ref retrievs the belt from an attendant outside. Tommy rises behind Yin, and bends, resting his hands on his thighs, catching his breath.

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND STILL THE UFA WORLD CHAMPION IS.... YIN YANG!

As the ref handed Yin the belt, Tommy straightens and taps Yin on the shoulder. Yin turns, and the two come face to face again. The tension builds over the next few seconds as neither man moves, but then Tommy smiles. Yin looks confuse at first, but Tommy grabs Yin's first hand, and raises it in the air. Holding Yin's hand up, Tommy turns to the crowd, and points at Yin, urging the crowd to cheer him on. Tommy lets go of Yin's wrist, and pats Yin on the back, talking to him, and the two men leave the ring, limping, together.

Draven Holmes: Yin retains his title.

Jake Marsters: That sucks. He is under the weight limit. He should not have it!

Joey Geneva vs. Kellie Kwik (c)
Margo Coy: This next match is the MAIN EVENT, Scheduled for ONE FALL for the UFA WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP!

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 6 inches and weighing in at 137 pounds hailing from Jersey City, New Jersey... JOEY GENEVA!!!

Fighter by Christina Aguilera starts with the talking, on the screen it shows the scene from Joey's first promo back. Joey in an empty ring. The only lights on in the arena are the ones above the ring. In the center of the ring is a body bag that is hanging down. Joey is delivering some quick jabs to the body bag. Joey even throws a few kicks. The camera slowly moves around the ring, getting different angles of Joey boxing in the ring. The camera stops in front of Joey and then zooms out. Once the singing starts Joey comes out from under the UFA Tron and stops. The crowd erupts with cheers and applauds. Holding up signs that read "JOEY IS GREAT!" and "WELCOME BACK JOEY!". Joey throws a few upper cut punches, moving swift as she does. Then Joey starts down to the ring. Joey gets into the ring and bounces a bit from one foot to the other.

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 8 inches and weighing in at 121 pounds from Louisianna; the current UFA WOMENS CHAMPION... KELLIE KWIK!!!

"Going Under" by Evanescence kicks up and she steps out, bounces a bit and then starts down the ramp with a slight sway in her hips as she walks. Kellie reaches the ring and slides in on her knees, stopping halfway to raise an arm in the air. The crowd is just loving as this as their are a lot of cat calls and whistles heard through out the arena. She gets to her feet looking at Joey who looks a bit banged up.

Draven Holmes: Main event match of the night. We waited a month for this Jake.

Jake Marsters: *rubs his hands together* I made a bet with Wicked Ways that Kellie was going to win. When Kellie wins they'll pay me Three Hundred bucks.

Draven shakes his head as the bell rings to start the match. Things start off with Kellie and Joey eyeing eachother. Kellie then makes the first move by jumping at Joey, doing a cross-body tackle. They both hit the mat and start rolling around in the ring. When they stop Kellie is onto of Joey, she grabs Joey by the hair and starts to bang her head off the mat. They two continue to roll around in the ring. The ref has to keep moving out of their way. They stop and Joey is ontop of Kellie now. Joey delivers a few punches. Kellie grabs one of Joey's wrists and twists it, rolling Joey over. Kellie is on top of Joey yet again and she grabs Joey by the hair and starts to knee Joey in the side of the head.

Draven Holmes: Holy Cow!

Jake Marsters: KELLIE IS ON JOEY! Where is my camera? *Jake starts to look around*

Joey reaches up and punches Kellie in the inner thigh, sending Kellie to the side, holding her inner thigh and off of Joey. Joey then gets up and rubs the side of her head, giving Kellie a weird look. Kellie gets up and climbs the top turn buckle. Before Joey can react Kellie backflips off the top turnbuckle and collides belly-first with Joey. Both women hit the mat again. Kellie gets up first, quickly followed by Joey. Kellie jumps up on Joey's shoulders. Kellie then loops her legs around Joey's neck around front from the back, Kellie swings around in front of Joey, then swings her legs down, flipping Joey down to the mat. Joey hits the mat and Kellie goes for the pin. The ref drops to count.

Ref: ONE!

Draven Holmes: Kellie may be retaining the title.

Jake Marsters: *sighs* This match quickly got boring...OOOh.. Joey kicked OUT!

Joey has indeed kicked out. Kellie gets up and catches her breath. Joey gets up and starts to deliver one vicious upper cut after another to Kellie. Kellie tries to block each blow after another and does a good job until she is backed in a turn buckle. Kellie brings a knee up and knees Joey in the crotch area. Joey stumbles backwards and then drops to her knees. Kellie wipes blood from her lip and climbs the top turnbuckle. Joey gets up and hooks an arm up under Kellies and pulls Kellie down to the mat. Joey then rolls Kellie up into a small package for the pin. The ref drops to count.

Ref: ONE!

Kellie kicks out and Joey backs off. Kellie gets her to feet and Joey stands there waiting for Kellie. Joey then gives Kellie a Jersey Sandwich. Joey delivers a right uppercut, a left uppercut and then Joey's ducks down and comes back up with a super upper cut, jumping with it. The crowd roars loud. All three blows are very vicious blows. Kellie falls back and hits the mat hard. Joey drops to her knees and covers Kellie for the pin. The ref drops to count.

Ref: ONE!

Ref: TWO!

Ref: THREE!

Joey gets up and offers Kellie a hand. Kellie takes the hand and gets up. The ref raises Joey's hand as Marho announces the winner.

Margo Coy: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND NEW UFA WOMENS CHAMPION IS... JOEY GENEVA!!!

Margo then hands Joey the UFA Womens Championship. Joey raises it in the air and points out to her fans and then back to the belt. the crowd erupts with excite ment.

Draven Holmes: JOEY GOT HER TITLE BACK!

Jake Marsters: HOLY SHIT! I OWE WICKED WAYS MONEY NOW!

Draven Holmes: That is what you get for gambling. We'll see you folks Monday MAY 03 when we broadcast live from Conseco Field House in Indianapolis, Indiana.

Jake Marsters: See Ya! *Jake looks at Draven* You got Three Hundred bucks I can borrow?

The scene fades out to black.

END DOWNPOUR!

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