Draven Holmes: Welcome to GENOCIDE! We are broadcasting LIVE from the New Orleans Arena in New Orleans, Louisiana . Ladies and Gentlemen tonight we have a full card. We actually have six matches planned. 

Jake Marsters: That is right. Five of those matches are for UFA Gold. Adrian Torretto takes on the USA Champion Justice Caine for the USA Title. While Scott Lyger and Damien Rage go head to head for the UFA Intercontinental Championship.

Draven Holmes: Joey Geneva defends her title against Angel. While Phoenix and Black Death take on The Brothers Grimm and The Coalition for the Tag Team Titles. However Our main event is one to watch.

Jake Marsters: Sure is. Baatezu defends the UFA World title against The Vampyre Lestat in a Detroit City Street Fight. Up first we have the much talked about return of The Raven. He takes on Cross. That match is up next...

Jake Marsters: Meh, He's just a pansies, all. If it'd been Yin that got jumped, he still woulda won that night.

The two men face off in the center of the ring. the Raven takes a traditional Muay Thai stance, as Cross rushes him, attempting to spear him. Raven ducks and rolls out of the way, then comes back up, lashing out backwards with a reverse snap kick. As Cross turns to face him, Raven turns, leaping into the air with a double arch kick.. Cross ducks the kick, and comes back up with an uppercut, landing it on Raven's chin. Raven, taking the punch and rolling with it, leans back, going into a standing back flip, kicking for Cross's chin. Cross leans back, narrowly dodging the improvised attack and waits for Raven to land. As soon as Raven hits the ground, Cross rushes him again, his feet in motion well before Raven is stable. He hits Raven with everything in the Raven's previously injured ribs. Dimitri goes down, Cross on top of him. Cross straddles Raven and begins punching on his opponent's rib cage.

Draven Holmes: Oh, Cross is going right for Raven's weak spot, those recently healing ribs. We still don't know what kind of condition the Raven is really in. His doctors still haven't released him to get back in the ring.

Jake Marsters: Well, if he doesn't go with what his doc's say, then it's his own damn fault if he gets his ass handed to him.

Cross rises from Raven, leaving the Russian to hold his ribs and roll to his side. Cross kicks him tauntingly in the back a few times, yelling for him to get up. He then makes his way to the ring corner, and climbs the ropes, turning to face raven. As Cross climbs, Raven rises to a knee, getting a foot under him. Cross leaps from the ropes, going for a cross body splash. Simultaneously, Raven pushes up from the mat, leaving it in one smooth push. He kicks outward, landing the kick in Cross's chest, knocking himself and the other man to the mat. Raven rolls to his side, clutching his leg, as Cross does the same, holding his chest. The ref checks both men, soon after which, each begins to push to their knees, then eventually up to their feet. They stumble towards one another, each punching out, first Cross, then Raven. Each lands his respective blow on the other's face, but in their weakened states, the blows aren't hard enough to elicit a reaction from either man.

Draven Holmes: These two should be out from that blow. Looks like Raven may have pulled something in his leg. If he can't get it back in shape, it could cost him this match up.

Jake Marsters: Again, his own damn fault. He's the one that challenged Cross to this. Cross is infected, and if Raven's smart, he will be too.

The Raven lets fly another blow, which cross returns, both men gaining strength with momentum. As Cross makes his fifth blow, Raven moves to duck it, a change of plans in mind, but his weakened leg gives out under him, and he stumbles to a kneeling position. Cross goes to kick him, but Raven blocks it, trying to stand. Cross kicks him in the leg, which sends Raven to the mat again, but again he tries to stand. Cross makes another kick, but Raven grabs his leg, and twists, sending Cross to the mat. Cross deftly turns with the attack, and rolls easily to his feet away from his opponent, coming to a standing position, facing the Raven. Raven works with his leg, attempting to put pressure on it, but finding no success. Seeing his opponent in a weakened state, Cross turns and smiles to the crowd. Behind him, though, Raven also smiles to the crowd. He looks back down as if studying his leg. Cross turns and takes a stance, going for a running DDT.

Draven: What is Raven smiling about? He is about to lose this match, and the man is smiling?!

Jake: I bet he's got something planned. I bet that dirty rat's gonna cheat. Damn commies!!!

As Cross  gets closer to Dimitri, the Raven quickly pushes up to a standing position, and steps sideways, kicking straight out to the side with his patented Siberian Superkick. Coupled with Cross's momentum, the kicks sends Cross to the mat, hard, the ropes shaking from the hard blow. Raven drops down to his knees and presses his palms on Crosses chest, and smiles to the crowd.

Jake: SEE?! I told you he was gonna cheat. I TOLD you!!!!

Draven: Siberian Superkick! He was faking the leg injury all along!!.

The referee slides in and begins his count.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Ryan Marx:  THE WINNER FOR THIS MATCH IS THE RAVEN!

Raven gets to his feet and the ref raises his hand. Cross does not look pleased at all.

Draven Holmes: The Raven wins his first match back!

Jake Marsters: Cross seems real happy about that.

Draven Holmes: Next is Adrian Torretto versus Justice Caine for the UFA USA Title.

Ryan Marx gets back into the ring for the next match.

Ryan Marx: 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 come walking through, her steps are a hard, determined march towards the ring. Justice has her belt over her shoulder. As Justice reaches the ring apron she jumps under the bottom rope, sliding into the center, and pushing up to a standing position. After standing, Justice hands her belt over to Ryan and then backs into a corner. Justice bends, hands on her thighs, stretching first to one side, then the other. Ryan hands the belt off to the ref, who shows Adrian the belt. Adrian nods. The Ref then holds the belt up in the air. Adrian looks at Lindsey and winks.

Draven Holmes: I was not sure to go for in this match up.

Jake Marsters: Justice is bigger. So this should be a quick match.

The bell rings to start the match. Justice and Adrian stare eachother down. Then both of them lock up. Justice and Adrian stay locked up until the ref comes over and makes them break it up. They do. Justice and Adrian continue to stare eachother down. Justice and Adrian lock up again. Adrian places Justice in a headlock. Justice sends Adrian into the ropes. Justice with a shoulder block, sends Adrian to the mat. Adrian gets back to his feet. They lock up again. Justice faces Adrian, throws Adrian's arm over her shoulder, grabs Adrian's waist, then lifts Adrian up and falls backwards onto the mat. The crowd POPS! They both lay there and Lindsey starts to hit the mat.

Draven Holmes: Wow. Justice is proving she can fight like a guy.

Jake Marsters: I could show her a move or two.

Justice and Adrian both get to their feet as Adrian is more alert than Justice is. Adrian grabs Justice and pins Justice's head between Adrian's, Adrian moves Justice's body so it is pointed straight up in the air, and then Adrian drops to a sitting position. Justice is out cold. Adrian then covers Justice for the pin.

Draven Holmes: Holy crap, We could have a winner...

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

Jake Marsters: No shit! SHE KICKED OUT!

As Jake says that  Justice does indeed kick out of the pin. Adrian blinks, as does Lindsey and the ref. Adrian stands as Justice gets up and delivers an upper cut to Adrian who steps back. Adrian slowly turns his head to look at Justice and grabs Justice by the throat. Adrian lifts Justice up into the air and then slams her down into the mat. The crowd erupts with an even mixture of cheers and boos. Justice lays there not moving. Adrian looks over the crowd and goes for the pin. Justice kicks out. Adrian moves away as Justice gets to his feet and delivers a DDT to Adrian. Justice covers Adrian for the pin.

Draven Holmes: Nothing can keep these two down..

REF: ONE!

Jake Marsters: No shit Dray!

Adrian kicks out before the Ref can even start the count. Both men now on the far side of the ring with the Ref is on the side closer to the ramp. Adrian picks Justice up and sets him up for a power bomb and he executes it, Justice is slammed into the mat yet again. Adrian then executes power bomb on Justice and covers Justice for the pin. The ref drops for the count.

Draven Holmes: Another pinfall attempt.

Jake Marsters: WOW!

Justice kicks out and Adrian can not believe it, neither can the ref. Adrian gets to his feet, looking out over the crowd. Justice gets to her feet. Adrian turns and delivers a flurry of blows to Justice. Justice staggers back as Adrian continues with the punches. Adrian pauses and delivers a powerful uppercut sending Justice to the mat. Adrian drops to his knees and covers Justice for the pin.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND NEW UFA USA CHAMPION IS... ADRIAN TORRETTO!!!

Adrian offers Justice a hand to help her up. Justice takes it and gets up. Justice then takes the belt from the ref as Lindsey gets in the ring. The ref gives her a look. Justine then hands the belt to Adrian and raises his hand. Adrian then hands Lindsey his belt, Lindsey raises Adrian's other hand while raising the belt with her other.

Draven Holmes: We have a new UFA Champ!.

Jake Marsters: I knew Adrian could do it. I just knew he could..

Ryan Marx: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 6 inches and weighing in at 137 pounds hailing from Jersey City, New Jersey... THE UFA WOMENS CHAMPION... 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 "GENEVA IS THE CHAMP!". 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.

Draven Holmes: Again Giovanni has not been quiet since that triple threat match he had with Alastor and Scott Lyger..

Jake Marsters: I know it. I do not know what is going on with these new guys.

The ref takes the belt from Joey as Angel  gets closer. The ref points to the belt and then both women. They both nod, Angel points to the belt and then to herself. Joey smirks shaking her head. The ref hands the belt over to Ryan who is leaving the ring. The bell rings to start the match.

Draven Holmes: Both women have held the title once before.

Jake Marsters: Yeah. The last time Joey and Angel fought for the title... Angel won..

Joey and Angel eye eachother as they circle eachother, both having the look of a predator as they drown all the other noise out and lock up like two wild animals that are vicious killers. the crowd roars with excitement as the two have a test of strength. A test that Joey loses when Angel shoves her hard to the mat and then moves over and starts to stomp on her. Joey rolls out from Angels wrath and gets to her feet. Angel turns as Joey climbs to a top turn buckle and does a Senton Bomb off the top post. The back of Joey's head and neck collide with Angel causing both women to hit the mat. Joey then moves over to Angel and covers her for the pin.

Draven Holmes: Early pin here ladies and gentlemen

Jake Marsters: This is a great match. ha ha.

Angel kicks out. Joey grabs Angel by the hair and spins around releasing Angel to the mat. She falls with a thud and stays there covering her face. Joey grabs Angel and spins with her leg extended connecting to the face of Angel. Angel manages to block some of it but the force of the blow knocks her backward and onto the mat. She leans over and starts ramming Angels head into the mat. Angel pushes her off and reaches for head in pain. Joey goes to the top of the turnbuckle and leaps off of it hitting a quick 350 Splash. Angel's wind seems to get knocked out of her as clenches her teeth in pain. She takes a deep breath and lays there motionless facing the ring post. Joey goes up again and leaps off. Angel manages to Kip-UP and gets to her feet. Out of desperation spews forth the Red Mist. It gets into the eyes of Joey allowing her the moment to react. Out of instinct she hits "Club Dead" Before collapsing to the ground along side Joey.  Joey takes this chance to cover Angel for the pin. The ref drops to count.

REF: ONE!

Draven Holmes: Another pin...

REF: TWO!

Jake Marsters: Oh.. that looks so good..

Angel kicks out. Angel gets to her feet and catches her breath as Joey gets to her feet as well. Joey looks at Angel and then spears her through the ropes onto the floor. The two women go at it on the floor by the announcer's table as the crowd gets to their feet. Angel delivers a blow to the face of Joey. Joey returns the blow with one of her own. Joey then gets off of Angel and slips into the ring, the REF ushers Angel back in.

Draven Holmes: This match is full of action..

Jake Marsters: Yeah. Angel will win her title back.

Angel gets back into the ring. Joey jumps into the air and grabs Angel by the head, then brings Angel down face-first into the mat. Joey climbs to the top rope and signals for the elbow drop from the top rope. Angel looks up and just waits for the perfect time. Joey turns and back flips as Angel moves out of the way causing Joey to land belly-to-mat! Angel laughs and gets up. Angel climbs to the top rope with a crazed look in her eyes, getting ready for her move: Fallen Angels. Joey is slowly getting back up as Angel throws her body into Joeys from the top rope, before collision, Angel flips around one-and-a-quarter times then collides with Joey. Angel then covers Joey for the pin. The Ref drops and starts the count.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

Joey gets an arm up and shoves Angel off of her. Angel's eyes widen as she stands furious yelling at the ref, telling him it was three count. The ref holds up a hand and shows her two fingers, reassuring her that it was two count. Joey gets to her feet and is DDT'd by Angel. Angel then starts to stomp viciously on Joey. Joey rolls out from Angel's foot and gets to her feet. The two exchange words and Angel charges at Joey who clotheslines Angel. Angel stops abruptly but her feet don't. Angel flips in the air and then lands on the mat near the ropes. Joey then runs towards the ropes, grabs the ropes and swings through using the momentum of her own body to swing al the way around. Angel gets to her feet just in time for Joey's legs to hit her and knock her right back down. The crowd goes nuts as Joey climbs to the top rope they know FALLEN is about to happen. Angel gets back to her feet as Joey jumps off and lands on Angel's shoulders, swings around her and flips Angel to the mat. They hit the mat and Joey reaches back and hooks Angel's legs with her arms and goes for the pin.

REF: ONE!

Joey grabs the rope. The ref tells Angel to release her. Angel gets up and glares at the ref. Joey gets to her feet as well. Angle turns to look at Joey, only for Joey to give Angel 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. Angel falls back and hits the mat hard. Joey drops to her knees and covers Angel for the pin. The ref drops to count.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND STILL THE UFA WOMENS CHAMPION... JOEY GENEVA!!!

Joey gets up and is handed her belt back. Angel gets up delivers a stunner to Joey. Angel then gets in Joey's face as Joey lays there. Officials come down to break it up. Crypt in the mix with them

Draven Holmes: JOEY GENEVA RETAINED!.

Jake Marsters: Aw.. Angel looks mad!

Crypt gets in Angel's face and Angel backs off. Very angry.

Draven Holmes: She will have to get over it.

Jake Marsters: Wow. *shakes his head* Up next we have some tag team action.

Down with the Sickness by Disturbed kicks up as pyros go off. Phoenix and Black Death emerge from the smoke and make their way to the ring. Both very ready for this match.

Ryan Marx: Making their way to the ring weighing in at a combined weight of 1,141 pounds Representing The Apocalypse... 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 heat waves 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 soon follows his brother over the ropes and into the ring. Pain and Panic look down at Phoenix and Black Death.

Ryan Marx: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 532 pounds THE UFA TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.... THE COALITION!

"Seek and Destroy" by Metallica. Dangerous Dan Dunegan and Dominic come from under the UFATron and start down the ramp, both men look pumped and ready for this match. They both get into the ring as the crowd cheers, a lot of women whistle for them.

Draven Holmes: This should be very interesting. The Sykness and Apocalypse hate eachother.

Jake Marsters: I wonder why? *rolls his eyes*

Pain walks to the middle of the ring, as the ref pushes both members of The Sykness to the corner. Dangerous Dan starts things off as he walks right up to Pain and bumps chests with him. Pain starts to talk, as does Dan and the two begin swinging on each other. Dan gets a quick advantage, winning the slugfest as he sends Pain to the ropes. As Pain comes off, Dan delivers a nice clothesline. Pain stumbles but maintains his footing. He yells at Dan to try again. Dan runs to the ropes and Pain absorbs yet another clothesline, showing his power. Again, Pain offers the ropes to Dan. Dan bounces off and ducks a big boot from Pain as he bounces off the opposite ropes, jumping into the air and knocking the big man to the mat with a flying clothesline. Dan stomps Pain in the head, and picks him up. He tosses Pain into the empty corner, and hits a running clothesline. Dan then takes Pain and tosses him to the opposite corner, where The Sykness lays in wait. Black Death tags himself in by slapping Pain on the shoulder. The ref signals it�s legal. Dan, not seeing this, hits a big splash on Pain. Pain drops to the mat as Panic starts to get in the ring. The ref goes over to stop Panic from entering as Dan stands behind the ref egging him on.

Draven Holmes: Man. Dan never saw that tag.

Jake Marsters: Yeah. Black Death will toss his ass out.

From behind, Black Death waits for Dan to turn around. As soon as Panic sees this, he gets back on the apron. Dan turns around expecting to check on Pain, gets hit with a massive spine buster from Black Death. Black Death wastes no time as he gets Dan to his feet and into the corner of The Sykness. Phoenix grabs Dan in a headlock as Black Death delivers a few kicks to the midsection. Now its Dominic�s turn to get into the ring as the ref brings him back to the corner. Phoenix and Black Death switch places and when the ref questions it, they give the tag signal and say they did. Phoenix hooks Dan in a suplex and flips over, going for an early pin. The ref drops informs Phoenix that it�s over the top rope, not pinfall. Dan rolls over to his elbow as Phoenix gets to his feet. He pulls Dan up again and throws him into The Sykness� corner. Tagging, Black Death gets back into the ring and hits Dan with a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. Black Death irish whips him into Pain and Panic�s corner. Panic quickly slaps Dan on the back and enters the match. Dan slowly makes his way back to his corner as Black Death and Panic size each other up on the side of the ring. Panic bends down and tries to lift Black Death into a body slam, but Black Death doesn�t budge. Panic tries again, this time Black Death sends a pair of forearms to his back. Panic stands up and Black Death grabs him and hoists him easily. Looking to the crowd, Black Death delivers a power slam to Panic. He then gets up off the mat and makes his way to Dan and Dominic�s corner. He stops a few feet away and flexes at the two men. Dominic again tries to get into the ring, only to be stopped by the ref. Pain, realizing the ref is distracted, comes into the ring and sends a big boot to the back of Black Death�s head.

Draven Holmes: That had to hurt.

Jake Marsters: No lie. A Boot THAT big to the back of the head!

Draven Holmes: Pain and Panic are cheating...

Jake Marsters: No their not. Oooh.. Looks like Black Death will be the first out...

Draven Holmes: Oh.... Dominic is out of this match...

Jake Marsters: Damn. Now it is just down to Pain and Dangerous Dan Dunegan. The Brothers Grimm or The Coalition.

Jake Marsters: AWE! Phoenix cheated Pain!

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND STILL THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS IS... THE COALITION!!

Draven Holmes: The Coalition RETAINS!

Jake Marsters: *mutters* dammit!

Scott Lyger vs. Damien Rage - Intercontinental Title
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for One Fall. For the UFA Intercontinental Title.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 10 inches and weighing in at 437 pounds, hailing from Rostock, Germany... SCOTT LYGER!

As Rammstein's "Du Hast" begins, the stage explodes with a pyrotechnics blast, and the lights go to a strobing red and blue. As the flames are clearing, Scott comes walking through, his steps a hard, determined march towards the ring. As he reaches the ring apron, he buckles a shoulder into it and rolls in, coming to a stop, and rising into a standing position. After standing, he takes a step to the far ropes, and grabs the top one, throwing his fist into the air, and roaring at the crowd, the he turns, and takes two large steps, grabbing the top rope on the opposite side, and does the same there. Then Scott turns and eyes Black Death.

Ryan Marx: Making His way to the ring standing at 5 foot 10 inches and weighing in at 197 pounds hailing from Melbourne, Australia The HARDCORE CHAMPION... DAMIEN RAGE!!!

Across the Nation by The Union Underground kicks up. Damien steps out on the ramp, flips everyone off with one hand as his other hand is across his abs. Morgan is beside him. Damien and Morgan walk down the ramp to the ring. Once they get to the ring Damien slides into the ring and then paces with a pissed off look on his face. Morgan stays at ringside.

Draven Holmes: This ought to be SOME match right here, folks. Scott "The Crusher" Lyger versus "The Devil's Own," Damien Rage..

Jake Marsters: Hey, the name is Damien "FUCKING" Rage, Dray. Get it right!.

Draven Holmes: Well, excuse me, Mr. President of the fan club.
 

Lyger begins the match by stepping up to Damien, looking down at the smaller man, and smiles. He says something to Damien, and flexes, laughing at the smaller opponent. Damien smiles himself and takes a half step back, giving is own bout of flexing. Lyger looks at the smaller man, and throws his head back, letting out a roar of laughter. But, the big German's laughter is quickly cut off as Damien uses the laughter as a distraction, and kicks Lyger square in the groin. The German Titan goes quickly to his knees, a look of shock across his features. As begins his descent, Damien runs back, bouncing off the ropes, and rebounding towards Lyger. Scott looks up to in time to see Damien, air born, a dropkick aimed straight at Lyger. No time to react, Lyger takes the dropkick in his face, and falls backwards. Damien falls to the mat, and rolls to a kneeling position. Lyger, too, comes to a kneeling position, and looks across the ring at Damien. Damien smiles, his tongue sticking maniacally over his bottom lip, as he raises both hands, and flips Lyger off.

Draven Holmes: This match is off to a good start for Rage, but I don't think anybody really believes Damien can win this match.

Jake Marsters: What?!

Draven Holmes: Well, look at them. Damien's not even six foot, and Lyger's almost seven. Not to mention, Lyger is a professional fighter, and Damien's little more than a common thug..

Jake Marsters: *shakes head*Yeah, you let HIM hear you say that.
 

Draven Holmes: I don't think so..

Damien rises and starts towards the bigger man, grabbing a handful of Lyger's hair. He thrusts Lyger's head under his arm, and reaches way across the German, grabbing his trunks. He makes to lift Lyger as if to give him a suplex, but to no avail. He tries again, and again, but Lyger won't budge. Finally, Lyger wraps his arms around Damien's waist and stands, squeezing Damien and shaking him ferociously. After shaking him, Lyger simply holds Damien, squeezing with all his might. The ref moves over to them, asking Damien for his submission. Damien, wincing in pain, shakes his head, denying the Lyger a victory. Lyger begins shaking Damien again, and stops. Again, the ref asks for the submission, and again Damien, cringing in pain, shakes his head, furiously refusing to give in. Scott again begins the shaking. This time, when he stops, and the ref asks for the Aussie's yield, Damien answers in a more physical manner. Grabbing Lyger's hair, he pulls Scott's head back, and leans down, biting him ferociously on the forehead. The ref, eyes wide, begins a quick count for Damien to let go, as Lyger screams in pain. Lyger lets go of Damien and throws him away, the momentum causing Damien's teeth to rip a gash in Lyger's forehead. Damien, holding his ribs, leans against the ropes on the other end of the ring, wiping blood from his mouth. Lyger looks across the ring at his opponent, blood running down his face. Damien flashes a smile at Lyger, who quickly charges in a fit of rage. Damien, his features looking suddenly startled, drops down to the mat, dragging the ropes with him. Lyger, not expecting the move, flies over the ropes to crash to the floor below. Damien, letting go of the rope, drops to the mat fully, attempting to use the moment to take a break.

Draven Holmes: Damien got the jump on Lyger again, but you know a move like that isn't going to keep the big German down.

Jake Marsters: What are you, Lyger's girlfriend or something? Can't you see, the Rage can't be stopped.

Draven Holmes: And you accuse me of being involved with one of them?.

Jake Marsters: Hey, I'm just another fan that's been en-Raged! You should be so lucky!

As Damien lays on the edge of the mat, Lyger rises and makes his way back to the ring. Reaching between the bottom and middle ropes, he presses a large hand around Damien's throat and begins pushing him against the mat, choking him out. Damien grabs Lyger's wrist, and kicks his feet as the ref begins to count. Lyger lets go of Damien, but begins laying heavy fisted blows on the smaller man's chest, causing him to convulse with each hit. As Damien rolls away from the ropes, holding his chest, as Lyger crawls back in the ring, following Damien. He bends down, taking a handful of Damien's braids, and hauls him to his feet. Damien rises, and immediately lays a blow into Lyger's abs. The blow having no effect on the big man, Damien tries it again, and again. After the third hit, though, Damien shakes his hand and grabs his wrist. Lyger laughs loudly, and slings Damien across the ring towards the ropes. Damien bounces from the ropes, and Lyger makes for a clothesline, but Damien ducks low, running under what would have likely been the finishing blow. On his way past, though, Damien lands a knee in Lyger's gut hard. Continuing past Lyger, he rebounds from the opposite ropes, and passes the German again. rebounding again off of the original ropes he had been tossed to. This time, though, upon reaching Lyger, he locks an arm around his neck, using his momentum to turn the both of them around. Lyger, losing balance, comes off of his feet, and Damien grabs a handful of trunks, using the momentum once more, this time to lift the big German and falls back into a suplex that makes the ring shake.

Draven Holmes: OH! the German gets a suplex.

Jake Marsters: *chuckles* Yeah. And you though he had this wrapped up. HA!!!.
 

Both men down, they lay in the center of the ring, chests heaving with labored breathing, trying to catch their wits. The camera focuses in on both men, Lyger's eyes fluttering from the blood that runs down his face, Damien's features wearing an odd, self-impressed smile. Damien rolls over and lays an arm over Lyger's chest and the ref slides in to count. But before the first count can land, Lyger pushes Damien away. The ref rises and motions that there was no pin, as the two fighters begin getting to their feet. Damien grabs Lyger by the hair, but Lyger swings a punch that lands on Damien's face. Damien, staggered a bit from the oversized fist, steps back away. Lyger moves as if to pull away, but Damien, hand still locked onto the German's hair, pulls him close, and knees him in the face. Using Lyger's hair as a hand hold, Damien swings the big German to the corner, releasing him to slam into the turnbuckles there. Damien approaches, and climbs the ropes, and begins pounding on Lyger's forehead. After ten punches, he drops down to the mat, and begins lifting Lyger to the top turnbuckle, slowly, but surly. Once Scott is on the turnbuckle, Damien drops back to the mat, and looks up. Lyger, seemingly just realizing where he is, opens his eyes wide as Damien smiles from the mat, and flips him off. He steps up onto the second and then third ropes, grabbing Lyger by the head, and leaps off of the ropes, taking Lyger with him for an F-U-Stunner. But instead of his normal turn around to go back into the ring, the two men sail out of the squared circle... and onto, and through, the announcers' table.

Draven Holmes: Wow. Looks Like Damien really has this match wrap... crap... INCOMING!!!!

Jake Marsters: I.. wha-... OH SHIT!!!!

The two men leap clear, Draven to the side and clear of the area, and Jake backwards and over the barrier into the crowd, as first Lyger then Rage both crash through the table, throwing wooden splinters and shards everywhere. Both men lay, near unconsciousness, Lyger on the bottom, face down, and Damien, face up, across the German's back. The ref, still inside the ring, looks on wide eyed, and begins to count. As he counts, and the crowd reaches over the barrier slapping Damien and Lyger both on the shoulders, both men begin to stir.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

Damien rises to his feet, still a bit unsteady, and begins making his way back to the ring.

REF: THREE!

REF: FOUR!

REF: FIVE!

Lyger, trying to sit up, collapses back down as the debris under him gives way. Damien reaches the apron and leans on it for leverage.

REF: SIX!

REF: SEVEN!

REF: EIGHT!

Lyger begins to rise finally, realizing how far along the count is, but drops to a knee, still dizzied from the blow, than back onto his butt.

REF: NINE!

Damien, with all he has left, rolls himself back under the ropes and into the ring, where he lays, staring up at the lights of the UFA Arena.

REF: TEN!
 

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND NEW UFA INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONS IS ... DAMIEN RAGE!!!

Damien stands and raises his hand in the air fliping the crowd off as Morgan gets in the ring, holding onto Damien's Hardcore Belt, the ref hands Damien the IC Belt.

Draven Holmes: Damien now holds TWO belts!

Jake Marsters: Think she'd come hold my belt?

Draven Holmes: You are pathetic

Jake Marsters: Up next is our main event in which we have to go to Detroit Michigan for...

The Vampyre Lestat vs. Baatezu(c) - World Title
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for a Detroit Street Fight for the UFA World Title.

Ryan Marx: The men in this match up are in order...

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the street standing at 6 foot 3 inches in height and weighing 265 pounds, hailing from Detroit, Michigan. He is the Leader of The Sykness.... THE VAMPYRE LESTAT.

There is a massive crowd standing outside of Club Dead. Two big speakers are connected to the side of each corner. The unmistakable sound of KISS� �Detroit Rock City� blares to the entire block. The armed men and women of the Detroit City Police Department stand at the entrance of Club Dead as Lestat pushes through the door. Lestat is wearing a pair of dirty jeans, a pair of work boots, and a Sykness T-shirt. The big difference for Lestat tonight is that instead of his usual skull face paint, the face paint he wears tonight was made famous by the legendary Ace Frehley of KISS. Complete with the shining chrome paint, Lestat makes his way down the sidewalk.

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. The leader of The Apocalypse... THE UFA WORLD CHAMPION... BAATEZU!!!

The sound of a Harley roaring down the street approaches the scene. The camera pans around and Baatezu pulls up on the Harley. The crowd gathers around him. Men in Creed security uniforms move the crowd away from Baatezu as the men from Creed security move the crowd back. Detroit City Police help Creed security with this task as Baatezu raises the UFA World Title up in the air. Half of the crowd holds "SYKNESS" signs while the other half holds "APOCALYPSE" signs.

Draven Holmes: A lot of people showed for this match.

Jake Marsters: Yeah, I don't see why we couldn't have been there. *mutters*

Draven Holmes: Where did Lestat go?

Jake Marsters: Probably to go bang a Detroit whore. *laughs* He did go to the alley after all.

Draven Holmes: *shakes his head*

Lestat: Oh, you ain�t done yet champ. You ain�t done by a long ass shot! 

Lestat repeats the movements, tossing Baatezu back to the other side of the alley. Lestat wipes the blood from his own face. Again he picks up Baatezu, this time he lifts Baatezu up and delivers a powerful spine buster. Baatezu�s body bounces off the ground. Lestat sits up, looking at Baatezu. Lestat picks up Baatezu by the hair and begins walking him down the alley, slamming him against the wall every few feet. Around yet another corner, a row of cars sits in front of the soon to be famous Club Nova. Lestat spies what he thinks is Casanova�s car, and sends Baatezu sailing through the passenger side window. Lestat wipes the sweat / blood / makeup mixture from his eyes. Baatezu pushes himself from the car window and drops to the ground. Red specks litter the stomach of his shirt as the blood seeps through his midsection. Lestat kicks him in the head, and leans down. Baatezu, in an act of desperation, leans up and bites the bridge of Lestat�s nose. Lestat let�s out a howl as Baatezu makes it to his knees and hits a low blow on the challenger. Lestat drops to all fours as Baatezu lets go of his bite. Baatezu grabs a handful of hair and slams Lestat�s head into the car door three times. Lestat drops to his back. Dazed, Baatezu makes it to his feet and throws a blind right hook into the empty air. He drops back down to his butt. Baatezu rolls to his stomach and using the car he and Lestat just went into, pulls himself to his knees, and then to his feet. He turns, seeing Lestat trying to get up and kicks him in the head. Lestat drops back down, but pops back up. Baatezu delivers a drop kick to Lestat�s head, knocking the wind out of himself. Lestat�s head bounces off the sidewalk, and splits open. Lestat starts kicking his feet around, yelling and grabbing the back of his skull.  

Draven Holmes: Lestat could be hurt here.

Jake Marsters: He can handle it.

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

The ref calls for the medical team that has been mixed with the crowd. They grab Baatezu and roll him off Lestat. The group of medics move the two motionless bodies and begin to work on them. The medics working on Lestat are suddenly pushed aside as Club Nova owner Casanova squats down next to him. Casanova slowly shakes his head from side to side as he looks at Lestat. He leans in and whispers something to Lestat. Casanova then stands up, turning his back, he walks back into Club Nova as the medics return to the fallen Lestat.

Draven Holmes: Wow. After Adrian Torretto defeated Justice Caine we have a New USA Champion. Damien Rage now holds TWO Titles.

Jake Marsters: Yeah. He is now the Hardcore and Intercontinental Champion. Not to mention that lil' hottie Joey Geneva retained the Womens title.

Draven Holmes: Baatezu retained the World Championship. While The Coalition retained the Tag Team titles.

Jake Marsters: I wonder who will be the Number one contender for those... Hmm...

Draven Holmes: I guess we'll see as it happens. And speaking of "We'll see", We'll see you all on Sunday July 04, 2004 at Mississippi Coast Coliseum in Biloxi, Mississippi  for the Fourth of July Special.

Jake Marsters: SssssseeYa-Bye....