2004 AVALANCHE Results ~ 05.30.04

May 30, 2004

The show opens with "Bring Me To Life" starting. When the song picks up the pyro's go off looking like snow as the crowd roars. The camera pans around and shows various signs. One reads "I'VE FALLEN FOR ANGEL" another reads "I SURVIVED THE STORME", "MILLION DOLLAR BITCH", "DAMIEN F'N RAGE", "INFECTED BY THE SYKNESS", "I WANT TO BE PART OF" another sign beside that reads "CRYPT'S FUTURE". One that sticks out the most "BAATSTAT!!" in big bold letters with a picture of Baatezu and Lestat on it. When the camera pans closer it reveals who the holder of the sign is.. none other than Tommy "The Dragon" Li.

Draven Holmes: Welcome to the fourth Pay Per View for the UFA - AVALANCHE! We are broadcasting LIVE from Freedom Hall in Louisville, Kentucky. Tonight we have a special band that will be performing for us LIVE!

Jake Marsters: We have one title match and two number one contender matches tonight. Damien Rage accepted a challenge from new comer Ax. The match is a livingroom match where everything in the ring are things that belong in the livingroom. The UFA Hardcore Title has been put on the line for this match.

The crowd starts to chant "DAMIEN RAGE!".

Draven Holmes: Yeah, We also have Jennelle Storme Hughes, Amby, Crypt and Fallen Angel in a Fatal Four Way match for number one contendership for the UFA Womens Championship Title. The winner of that match moves onto the next PPV where the current UFA Womens Champion, Joey Geneva has to defend her title.

The crowd goes wild when Joey's name is mentioned.

Jake Marsters: That match I can't wait for. Baatezu faces The Vampyre Lestat for number one contendership for the UFA World Championship title. Then the winner moves onto the next PPV where they face Yin Yang. We also have a battle of gods here. Alastor takes on Redeemer. But up first we have a debut match. Joe Forbes vs. Hyper Speed.

Joe Forbes vs. Hyper Speed
Margo Coy: This First match is scheduled for ONE FALL!

Margo Coy: Making his way to the ring making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 0 inches in height and weighing in at 200 pounds hailing from Wichita Falls, Texas... JOE FORBES!

The lights fade out and the thrashing sounds of "Schism" by Tool plays as Joe Forbes makes his way out to the entrance ramp. A reddish hue covers the arena as the Mini-Tron shows video clips of Joe performing his various wrestling maneuvers. The fans all give him a mixed reaction of cheer and jeers as he slowly begins to make his way down the aisle. He finally climbs the black steel steps and enters the ring through the middle rope. He stands dead center in the ring and holds out his arms as flashbulbs go off all around him. The lights fade back up and Joe now walks over to the corner where he leans against the turnbuckle and awaits for his opponent's entrance.

Margo Coy: Making his way to the ring making his way to the ring standing at 5 foot 9 inches in height and weighing in at 215 pounds hailing from New York City, New York... HYPER SPEED!

The beginning notes of Lose Yourself hits and gray smoke filters in slowly. Then yellow pyros shoot off rapidly from the celing as Hyper Speed slowly walks out. He does a little jump around and runs down to the ring. Nothing too fancy at all.

Draven Holmes: These two men have been quiet all week.

Jake Marsters: Yeah. Hyper Speed was hungry for a match and that is what he got.... a match.

Hyper Speed looks to the crowd and poses. Joe stands in the other corner, waiting. As Hyper turns around, the camera picks up a disturbance in the crowd. Cross jumps the barrier holding something in his arm�..something big. He slides under the bottom rope, and throws a lifesize practice dummy to Hyper Speed, then follows with a clothesline. Joe Forbes jumps out of the ring and watches. As Hyper starts to get to his feet, Cross pulls a sledgehammer out of the dummy. He kicks Hyper back to the mat and begins yelling something at him. He lifts the sledgehammer up and sends it crashing down into Hyper�s ribs. Cross sets the sledgehammer down against the ropes and picks Hyper up, he tosses him into the ropes and quickly grabs the sledgehammer. As Hyper Speed comes back, Cross clotheslines him with the handle of the sledgehammer. Hyper lays on the mat motionless as Cross holds the sledgehammer up to the sky.

Draven Holmes: HOLY COW!

Jake Marsters: Damn.. Cross definately fits into The Sykness.

Margo Coy: DUE TO INTERFERANCE THERE IS NO WINNER FOR THIS MATCH!

Alastor vs. Redeemer
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 2 inches in height and weighing in at 235 pounds hailing from Brentwood, California representing THE APOCALYPSE... ALASTOR!!!

The lights go out as Born to Raise Hell by Motorhead starts up. Pyros/Flames go off and then Alastor steps out in his black and red robes. Alastor stops and looks around at the crowd as the flames die down. Alastor slowly grins and starts down the ramp getting booed as he walks. Upon reaching the ring he slips in between the second and top rope. Moving to the center of the ring and holding up his bible.

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 5 Foot 9 Inches and weighing in at 217 Pounds, hailing from Midnight, Mississippi... REDEEMER!!!

"Bad Religion" by Godsmack kicks up and Redeemer walks down to the ring, slight grin on his face as he walks. The crowd cheers for Redeemer. Redeemer gets in the ring and eyes Alastor.

Draven Holmes: Tonight ladies and gentlemen we have here a classic good vs. bad match up.

Jake Marsters: Yes, Draven. But I'm not sure who the good guy is vs. who is the bad guy? I'm just going to root for the one who is kicking somebodies butt the most. But you do know I will always root for the Hooter girls sitting behind us at ring side. *Turning his head around and giving big smiles all the way around.*

Draven Holmes: Why yes Jake. We all know where your mind is.

Jake Marsters: I'll take you and you and Oh, yes I won't forget about you. *Smiling with a naughty grin on his face.*

The ref calls for the bell and fight gets underway. Alastor and Reedemer walk up to each other. Alastor looks down at Reedemer. Reedemer smiles and throw a straight kick to the chin of Alastor. Alastor takes the hit the shakes it off. Reedemer follows it up with a punch which is ducked by Alastor. Reedemer throws a wide hook that connects sending Alastor to his left. Alastor spins and squares up now defending himself with the fists. Just as Redeemer starts throwing a combination of kicks and punches they all seem to be taken by Alastor. Alastor finds a opening and throws a straight right hand that connects to the jaw of Redeemer. Redeemer backs up and grabs his jaw.

Draven Holmes: Wow! It seems we got some action here tonight.

Jake Marsters: I don't know which one to root for yet. Although, Any of you ladies behind me wants my number see me after the match.

Alastor steps forward and throws a straight kick to the mid section of Redeemer. Redeemer staggers back and then retailiates with a high kick to the chin that connects. Alastor getting mad bull rushes him and tackles him to the ground. Alastor starts throwing hard punches to the face of Redeemer. Redeemer manages to either block or duck the majority of punches. Redeemer manages to knock the other hand out from Alastor. Then with his left palm he shockes Alastor in the chin. Throwing off Alastor, Redeemer manages to get to his feet and forms a defensive postion just looking at Alastor.

Draven Holmes: It seems to me that Alastor cannot get the upper hand. Reedemer tonight may not be stopped.

Jake Marsters: Yes, I do have a great big hot tube. *Jake stops talking to the Hooters girls, turns looking at Draven* What? Oh, yeah I ment ahh....He's kicking some butt tonight Draven. *Giving a fake smile.*

Alastor hits the ground with his fist and gets back to his feet. He then squares off with Redeemer. Rights and lefts flow from both men. A kick to the mid section is slipped into the bout. Alastor bows over. Redeemer gives him the sign of the cross. Leaps into the air. A swift scissor kick to the back of the head follows. Alastor drops to his knees. Redeemer smiles. Rears back and a hard right foot to the face knocks Alastor over. Redeemer pushes him to his back and covers him. The ref drops and counts.

REF: ONE

REF: TWO

REF: THREE

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

Redeemer gets to his feet and the ref raises his hand. Alastor gets up and jumps Redeemer from behind. Alastor puts the boots to Redeemer. Officials come downa nd pull Alastor off Redeemer as Alastor fights to get away from them, pointing at Redeemer. Redeemer gets to his feet and moves towards the back as well.

Draven Holmes: WOW! Alastor is mad here!

Jake Marsters: No Shit he's pissed.

Jennelle Hughes vs. Crypt vs. Amby vs. Fallen Angel
For #1 Contendership for Women's title.
Margo Coy: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL for Number One Contendership for the UFA WOMENS TITLE!

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 10 inches and weighing in at 140 pounds hailing from Sacramento, California representing TWISTED CONNECTION... "STORME" JENNELLE HUGHES!!!

Tear Away by Drowning Pool starts up, part way in Storme appears. Storme is wearing a purple halter-neck top and matching trousers and her personalised boots ::Storme::. Storme stops at the top of the ramp and poses making a star with her arms and her legs. Storme saunters to the ring and waves to fans, steps under top rope to enter the ring. Then Storme poses more.

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 5 inches and weighing in at 126 pounds hailing from Dallas, TEXAS representing THE APOCALPSE.... CRYPT!

Debonaire by Dope kicks up and the crowd goes wild. Cat calls echo through the arena as Crypt comes from under the UFATron. Crypt stops at the top of the ramp, throws a few quick kicks, then walks with Crypt down the ramp. Crypt then baseball slides into the ring and gets to her feet as Kidd stays at ring side. Crypt nods to Storme, who returns the nod.

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring standing at 5 foot 8 inches and weighing in at 123 pounds hailing from Los Angeles, California... AMBY!

Darkness Falls by Killswitch kicks up as Amby emerges from the darkness, making her way down to the ring. Amby finally reaches the ring. She walks slowly up the steps and stands on the egde of the ring. The fans are going nuts, particularly, the males who are getting a nice view of her ass and her long legs as she stands there. She is greatly appreciative of her fans and loves them dearly as she smiles and holds the pose a bit longer before swinging her foot over the ropes and placing it down on the other side. Her long legs are on each side of the rope as she swings her other leg over to join her first leg in the ring. She steps inside and looks up at Ryan Marx with a smile on her face. Ryan returns the smile as he holds Amby's steady gaze before breaking eye contact and turning to look out at the crowd who is showing a mixed reaction to Amby.

Margo Coy: Making her way to the ring... standing at 5 foot 6 inches and weighing in at 130 pounds, hailing from Dallas, Texas representing THE SYKNESS... FALLEN ANGEL!!!

Numb" by Linkin Park starts up. Fallen Angel emerges from the darkness, stopping at the top of the ramp. Angel looks around to the fans who offer her a mixture of cheers and jeers. Angel smirks and slowly makes her way to the ring. Angel gets in the ring as her music fades out. Angel eyes Crypt as the ref talks to the four women.

While the ref talks to them 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. Joey has the UFA Womens Title in her hands and Joey holds it up high. The crowd erupts with cheers and applauds. Holding up signs that read "JOEY IS GREAT!" and "WELCOME BACK JOEY!". Joey slings the belt over her shoulder and walks down the ramp, moving to ringside with Draven and Jake, who is in awe.

Draven Holmes: Hey Joey!

Joey sits and smiles.

Joey Geneva: Hey Draven.. Jake.

Jake Marsters: Hey hot stuff!

The match starts with all four women looking each other over not sure who to go for first. Crypt looks at Angel and they nod to eachother then both dive at Storme and Amby. Crypt taking on Amby and Angel taking on Storme. Storme and Angel trade slaps while Amby and Crypt trade blows. Crypt getting the upper hand on Amby causing Amby to be backed into a corner. Storme grabs Angel by her hair and tosses her across the ring. Angel lands on her hip over near the ropes. Storme makes her way over and starts to put the boots to Angel.

Draven Holmes: Wow these women are really going for it huh?

Joey Geneva: Yeah. They all have the talent to become something really good.

Jake Marsters: Woo Hoo! That something is Future Mrs. Marsters. They can all be that.

Joey gives Jake a look as the action in the ring picks up. Crypt is about to do a knee thrust to the abs of the Million Dollar Bitch when Amby ducks and delivers a low blow to Crypt. Crypt leans against the turn buckle in pain as the Ref comes over and talks to Amby and holds up a finger, meaning 1 more time and she is gone. Amby rolls her eyes and turns around in time to be face to face with a very angry Crypt. Crypt delivers two knee thrusts to Amby, sending Amby down on her back. Crypt then looks around and see's Storm, Angel and the Ref. The ref is telling Storme to back off of Angel. Storme does and glares at Angel.

Draven Holmes: Storme can be vicious

Joey Geneva: Yeah. She is good. I would love to defend my title agianst her.

Jake Marsters: That is one match I'll record.

Amby gets to her feet only to get speared by Crypt. Storme moves over to them. Crypt and Amby both get to there feet. Amby staggers a bit as Crypt and Storme converse. Crypt nods then Storme and Crypt start to team up on Amby delivering a double clothesline to her when she turns around. Amby hits the mat back first. Storme covers Amby for the pin.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Draven Holmes: Amby is gone!

Joey Geneva: *just watches on*

Jake Marsters: Amby will need to be pampered.

Crypt moves to Angel who is now to her feet as Storme grins and watches Amby leave the ring. Crypt and Angel glare at eachother and debate then they go over towards Storme. Angel taps Storme on her shoulder. Storme turns around and gets punched in the face by Crypt. Storme staggers back, holding her nose. Angel turns to Crypt and shoves her. Crypt hits the mat and gets up only to be speared through the ropes by Angel. Storme climbs onto the top of the turnbuckle getting ready to execute her finisher "Massacre" (Corkscrew Moonsault). Crypt lays there while Angel slowly gets to her feet and get back into the ring. Once Angel gets back in the ring Storme jumps off and follows through with "Massacre" Angel hits the mat and Storme covers Angel for the pin.

REF: ONE!

Angel kicks out as Crypt gets to her feet outside of the ring. Storme gets to her feet in shock and grabs ANgel up by her hair. Crypt gets in the ring when she see's her sister in trouble. Storme is about to pin Angel's head between her thighs when Crypt comes from behind, grabs Storme's head and DDT's Storme to the mat. Angel moves out of the way and grins.

Draven Holmes: The Fox sisters are showing everyone that they can work together.

Joey Geneva: Yeah. I think that is good that they still are.

Jake Marsters: Poor Storme... I should help her.

Angel moves over and rolls Crypt off of Storme and Angel covers Storme for the pin. The ref drops for the count as Crypt gets to her feet, glaring at Angel.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Draven Holmes: Storme is gone! Angel cheated!

Joey Geneva: What in the... Crypt should have got that pin!

Jake Marsters: Bah... who cares... *mutters*

Crypt walks over and pulls Angel off of Storme by her hair, howeve rit is too late. Crypt and Angel get face to face as Storme exits the ring. Storme walks backwards up the ramp watching the ring, knowing this could get good. Angel slaps Crypt across the face. Crypt's head snaps to the side and then slowly turns to look back at Angel who now has her finger in Crypt's face. Angel's ridicules Crypt and leans foward and bites Angel's finger. Angel's eyes widen in shock as she screams. Crypt grabs Angel and holds onto Angel's finger with her teeth. Angel is in shock, as in the Ref.

Draven Holmes: *jaw drops*

Joey Geneva: *winces*

Jake Marsters: HOLY SHIT! I LOVE THAT WOMAN!

The ref moves over and tells Crypt to let go of Angel's finger. Crypt does and spits some blood from Angel's finger in Angel's face. Angel blinks and looks at her bleeding finger. Angel then shoves Crypt. Crypt shoves her back and the two drop to the mat trading slaps and punches as they roll around the ring. When they stop rolling Crypt is ontop of Angel choking her. Angel is punching Crypt in the arms. Finally Angel pulls hard on Crypt's hair. Crypt stops choking Angel and gets to her feet. Angel gets to her feet holding her neck. Crypt pushes her hair back from her face with her hand, glaring at Angel. Angel runs a hand through her hair too, getting her hair out from her face. They charge at eachother only for Angel to side step and clothesline Crypt. Crypt not expecting it falls back to the mat back first, soon followed by her legs. Angel then runs towards the ropes, grabs the ropes and swings through using the momentum of her own body to swing al the way around. Crypt gets to her feet just in time for Angel's legs to hit her and knock her right back down. The crowd goes nuts as Angel climbs to the top rope they know FALLEN is about to happen. Crypt gets back to her feet as Angel jumps off and lands on Crypt's shoulders, swings around her and flips Crypt to the mat. They hit the mat and Angel reaches back and hooks Crypt's legs with her arms and goes for the pin. The ref drops for the count.

Draven Holmes: Oh wow!

REF: ONE!

Joey Geneva: *rises to her feet and beats on the announcer table* Kick out Crypt!

REF: TWO!

Jake Marsters: *gets to his feet to stand by Joey*

REF: THREE!

Margo Coy: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH and NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE UFA WOMENS TITLE IS... FALLEN ANGEL!

Angel rises to her feet and raises her arms in victory! The Ref raises her hand as Crypt gets to her feet enraged.

Draven Holmes: Holy Cow! Angel won.

Joey Geneva: Dang! *Joey takes the headset off and moves to ringside*

Jake Marsters: I'm in love...

Crypt and Angel stare eachother down. Crypt leaves the ring and joins Joey. The two walk up the ramp. Angel grins, rolls out of the ring and follows them up the ramp. Angel's eyes locked on Joey and the UFA Womens Title Belt.

Ax vs. Damien Rage(c)
Hardcore Title Match
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL for the UFA Hardcore Title!

Ryan Marx: Making his way to the ring standing at 6 foot 1 inches in height and weighing in at 220 pounds representing and being accompanied by Captain Tennel, hailing from Tunica, Mississippi ... AX!

All the lights go black then fire shoots up from under the ramp and when the fire dies down then the More Human Than Human by Rob Zombie starts playing and Ax hops out of the flames. Ax walks down towards the ring flipping people off as he goes. Captain Tennel follows him out and down the ramp. Ax enters the ring, taking off his axes and hands them to the ref and looks to the crowd and flips them off. Captain Tennel stays at ring side.

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 off the left side of the crowd, flips off the right side of the crowd, smiles at the returns from each side in turn, then looks to the crowd and flips off Blade and the Ref who stand in the ring. Damien enters the steel cage witha big smile on his face. Walks out to the ring, and rolls in under the bottom rope. Steps up on a turnbuckle, flips off the crowd again, then steps down and walks to the opposite corner doing the same thing. Then steps to another corner and repeats. On his way to the last post he stops and flips off his opponent or the ref, and finishes the last ring post.

Damien looks up at Ax as the two face off against one another. Damien points a finger in Ax's face and starts to speak, but stops. He looks around, then holds a finger to tell Ax to wait, then steps onto the couch, and up onto the arm of it, looking down at Ax. He points in Ax's face and starts shouting again. Ax looks around at the crowd, then turns back and throws a hard right hook, knocking Damien off of his perch. Quickly, Damien stands back up, brushing himself off. He rubs his jaw, and looks back at Ax, who smiles and delivers a boot to Damien's face. Damien goes down again, bouncing off of the cage to fall forward. As he begins pushing up, Ax puts a foot on Damien's back, and pushes him down, then begins stomping on him mercilessly. After a while of stomping, he walks away, and picks up the television from the TV table, and walks back to Damien.

Draven Holmes: Oh, this can't be good. In this match, anything in the ring can be used as a weapon. And wheras that is completely normal for a hardcore match, there normally isn't FURNITURE in a hardcore match.

Jake Marsters: No, lie. But my main concern is Damien's girl, Morgan. Christ, is she hot! There is a LOT of room between boot top and skirt bottom, but all that space is filled with LEG!!

Ax raises the TV above his head, and throws it down. Damien, opening his eyes wide in shock, quickly rolls out of the way, but not far. The TV hits the mat hard enough to shatter the screen and bust the casing, sending shards everywhere. Ax follows Damien and kicks at him, but Damien rolls away from him. Ax follows, kicking at Damien every time he gets close enough, but just barely missing. Damien pushes off of the mat, and over the coffee table, which Ax deftly lifts and throws out of the way. Pinned against the sofa on the other side of the mat, Damien can't dodge when Ax throws another kick at him, this one hitting him square in the ribs. Damien grabs his ribs, as Ax delivers several more kicks. He stops and turns away from the Aussie looking around for something. Seeing a lamp, he starts that direction, but stops. Damien grabs hold of Ax's leg as he starts away, and latches on, sinking his teeth into the calf. Ax opens his mouth to scream, but nothing comes from the mute warrior. He leans over and grabs the lamp, and raises it above his head. He slams it onto Damien's head, shattering it, and cutting lines into Damien's scalp.

Draven Holmes: OW! That can't feel good!!

Jake Marsters: Hell, that can't TASTE good!!

Damien grabs his head and rolls away, a trail of blood following him. Ax follows as well, reaching down for Damien when he stops. As he bends, though, Damien rolls onto his back, and thrusting a foot straight up into Ax's groin. Ax's eyes roll back in his head, and his mouth drops open, his face turning bright red. Ax drops to his knees, as Damien uses the cage to stand up. Damien turns, grabbing hold of the cage and starts climbing. About half way up the cage, Ax begins to rise, and looks up at Damien. He also begins climbing, and grabs Damien by the shorts, peeling him from the links and thrwoing him to the mat. Damienlands, luckily on the couch and bounces off onto the mat. He lans on his hands and knees, and begins to rise as Ax leaps from the cage, an elbow poised to slam into Damien's back. Damien looks over his shoulder, and quickly runs to the other end of the ring, letting Ax land without contact. Looking around, Damien quickly grabs the VCR, and turns, slamming it over Ax's head where it shatters. Ax stops, looking down at Damien, and smirks. Damien's eyes go wide, and he turns again, grabbing the DVD player. He slams it, too, itno Ax's head, and it, too, breaks apart. And still, Ax smirks. Damien turns again, and makes as if grabbing something, and turns back around to swing, but his hands are empty. Ax looks at him oddly. Damien looks at his empty hands, then shrugs. He quickly grabs Ax by the ears and headbutts him, then latches on with his teeth again, biting Ax's nose. Blood spurts out from the sides of Damien's mouth, as Ax's mouth opens as if to scream again.

Draven Holmes: Oh, and AGAIN with the biting! That can't be healthy!

Jake Marsters: Man, and I know how bad Damien's breath is from a distance. I can't IMAGINE how bad it must be THAT close!

Damien pushes Ax away, who quickly grabs his nose and covers his face trying to stem the bleeding. Quickly, Damien grabs the coffee table and sets it up between the two sofas, across the gap between them. He turns and steps back, just as Ax uncovers his face. Damien sees the look in Ax's eyes, and turns away, taking two running steps. He steps onto the coffee table, using it to propel himself across the ring and a bit higher, where he grabs the cage, and begins climbing. Ax steps onto the table and over, grabbing onto the cage as well. He starts climbing, just a short ways behind Damien. Damien reaches the top just a couple of steps ahead of Ax, and turns to face his opponent, sitting on the corner of the cage. Ax reaches the top a moment later, and looks Damien in the eyes, and Damien smirks. He lifts his foot and slams it into Ax's groin again, and Ax doubles over, grabbing the cage for support. Damien stands and maneuvers around to face away from Ax, grabbing Ax around the head. He then pushes off and around, sending them both from the cage's top, and to the mat, where Damien's F-You Stunner sends them both through the propped up coffee table. Damien, on the verge of passing out, maneuvers a bit and drops an arm across Ax's chest. They both lay unmoving on the broken table pieces, and the ref slides in beside them, and begins to count.

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

Ryan Marx: THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH AND STILL UFA HARDCORE CHAMPION DAMIEN RAGE!

EMT'S come down and check on Damien and Ax. Morgan gets in the ring concerned for Damien.

Draven Holmes: I am so glad Damien Kept his title.

Jake Marsters: Before our main event we have a live performance by Godsmack....

The crowd goes wild as a side stage in revealed with Godsmack on it. The song "Greed" starts up and the crowd gets louder. During the song a vido plays on the screen behind them. The video is various shots of The Vampyre Lestat and Baatezu trash talking eachother through out the year. The band plays out the whole entire song as the cage is being lifted and the fighters are being escorted to the back on stretchers.

After "Greed" plays they play "TimeBomb" the crowd continues to roar as Godsmack continues to play. On the video behind them it shows clips from the matches from earlier. The crowd roars when their favorite fighter/wrestler is on the screen. The ring is now clean and ready for the next match. Godsmack finishes out their song and the crowd erupts with cheers and whistles.

Baatezu vs. The Vampyre Lestat
For #1 Contendership for UFA World Title
Ryan Marx: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL for Number One Contendership for the UFA WORLD TITLE!

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 representing the APOCALYPSE ... 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 to the ring standing at 6 foot 3 inches in height and weighing 265 poinds, hailing from Detroit, Michegan representing THE SYKNESS... THE VAMPYRE LESTAT!

The Devil is a DJ bursts out of the house speakers. As the Devil starts to laugh, Lestat appears on top of the entrance ramp. Lestat starts down the ramp. Lestat and Baatezu stare eachother down as Lestat gets in the ring.

Draven Holmes: Here we have two men who think they are the Devil.

Jake Marsters: Bah. They are merely Advocates of the Devil.

Baatezu and Lestat circle one another, staring intently into one another's eyes, each crouching, maneuvering, searching for just the right moment to pounce. Finally, they both see the opportunity, and lunge, grabbing one another by the shoulders, and trying to push each other down. Finally, it is Baatezu that proves to be the stronger man, as he forces Lestat into a deeper crouch. Lestat drops to one knee, but quickly, he reverses direction, dropping lower, and thus out of Baatezu's grip. As he dives, he grabs Baatezu by the leg, and leans back, pulling the other man's leg out, and toppling him backwards. He hooks a leg over Baatezu's leg, and attempts to work Baats into a figure-4 leglock. Baatezu, seeing the inherant danger in his situation, raises a foot as Lestat spins his back to him, and pushes it against lestat's buttox, sending him away. Lestat grabs the ropes for balance and stands, turning towards his opponent. Baatezu rises to a standing position, glaring at Lestat. He weighs his adversary, then nods as if approvingly. Lestat throws his head back, throwing his hair out of his face, and quickly lunges again at Baatezu. The Dark Lord, expecting Lestat to take part in his banter instead of an attack, steps back a bit, but not far enough. Lestat spear Baatezu, sending both men to the mat. The Vampyre mounts his opponent, and begins throwing blows at him. Baatezu keeps both arms up to block the blows, each one pushing his arms a bit lower and out of the way. He raises his knee, hitting Lestat hard in the kidney region, but Lestat ignores it, still throwing punches into Baatezu's arms. Finally, he moves his arms, letting two solid blows to land on his face. He grabs Lestat by the wrists, forcing his arms apart, and headbutts Lestat in the nose. lestat lets go and rolls off of Baatezu, as Baatezu begins a sore attempt to rise, wiping blood from his lip. Lestat comes to a knee, wiping blood from his nose and looks at his hand. The two come to their feet and begin their approach, and...

Dimitri Petreko: Wait, wait, wait, stop the match. Stop the match, NOW!

Jake Marsters: What the hell are THEY doing out HERE?!

At the top of the ramp, Dimitri "The Raven" Petreko and JennaLee Bradshaw step out from backstage, Raven carrying a metallic briefcase in his free hand. He turns and nods to JL, and hands the case to her, which she holds flat. Baatezu and Lestat look to them, then one another, then back again, They two of them nod to each other and then move to the ropes, leaning on them, and watching the two at the top of the ramp.

Draven Holmes: It looks as if they're going to make some sort of surprise announcment.

Jake Marsters: Really? Thanks, Dray, I was wondering why thay had a MICROPHONE! Jackass.

Dimitri Petreko: Ladies and Gentlemen, we must whole heartedly appologize for our intrusion. I see this was shaping up to be quite the match indeed, yes?

The crowd roars in excitment, half of the crowd signs showing their love of the Sykness, the other half showing their devotion to the Apocalypse. Raven looks around, nodding and waving here and there, then holds up a hand to politely silence the crowd, which they gradually do.

Dimitri Petreko: I see I am correct. I have a brief announcment to make here, and Lestat, Baatezu, I believe you will BOTH wish to hear this. We have been in constant deliberation of late as to the fate of the Ultimate Fighting Association World Championship for which both of you are currently battling for the number one contendership for. See, after we recieved word from the doctors of Yin Yang's injuries, we had to go on the idea that he may not return at all. Now, we have had word that he will be returning sooner than we thought, but not soon enough to retain his title. And not in a full capacity in which to defend it anyhow. So, we have come to a decision. This match... the one the two of you are fighting right... this... minute... has changed. Ms Bradshaw?

He hands the Microphone to JL, and takes the case, holding it flat and opening it up. He lifts the UFA World Championship belt from the case and holds it up, then drapes it over his own shoulder.

JL Bradshaw: This match is no longer for contendership, guys. This match is now FOR... the Ultimate... Fighting... Associtation... WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE!!

Dimitri Petreko: Gentlemen: good luck.

The two men, Lestat and Baatezu, gaze at the other two a moment longer, their eyes showing shock. This lasts for all of a heartbeat longer, then they turn quickly to one another. Without another word or gesture, the two contenders lunge at one another, each throwing a punch for the other's head region. Bother begin landing visious blows on his opponent, slamming their fists into one another mercilessly.

Meanwhile, at the top of the stage, crew members quickly bring out a small cocktail table and chairs. JL and the Raven sit in the chairs, draping the belt across the table, then a bucket of ice with a bottle of wine is set on the table, and two glasses are filled.

Draven Holmes: WOW!! What a turn of events. Looks like this match will be going into high gear now, and someone will be walking out of here the UFA World Champion!

Jake Marsters: Yeah. Not to mention, our bosses are now part of the live audience. Damn, man, did she have to wear a skirt? Makes me forget she cuts the payckecks sometimes!

After a long series of vicious blows, Lestat finally blocks one of Baatezu's punches and kicks Baats in the gut. As the Dark Lord bends over, Lestat grabs him around the head, and drops backwards, planting Baatezu's head in the mat. Baateuz flips over, laning on his back, as Lestat lets go and does a kippup. He turns and goes to the corner, climbing it with a quick leap. He leaps off of the turnbuckle, turning sideways, and a solid elbow drop in the big man's chest. Baatezu's legs and arms jerk with the impact, and then he lay still again. Lestat grabs Baats' leg, and hooks it for the pin

REF: ONE!

Baatezu lifts a leg quickly, laying it on the bottom rope. The ref sees this and goes to a knee, waving Lestat off. Lestat looks back and rolls his eyes at the save, and rises, kickng Baatezu in the head before walking away. Baatezu grabs his head and rolls over, kickng one foot on the mat. Lestat walks over and grabs a handful of Baats' hair, hoisting him to his feet. As he rises, Baatezu throws a hard punch to Lestat's stomache. Lestat takes the punch, and rares his fist back, slamming it into Baatezu's head. Baatezu makes another blow to the abs of the Vampyre, and Lestat repeats the blow to Baatezu's head. With every headshot, Baatezu rises a bit more, until he is standing and he and Lestat begin trading punches once again. After a short while, Baatezu is bleeding from his eyebrow and nose as well as his mouth from the earlier injury. Lestat, also bleeding from Baatezu's earlier shot to his nose, is bleeding from a wound in his forhead, the running blood rinsing some of the paint from his face. Finally, tired of getting his face beaten, Baatezu grabs Lestat by the arm, and turns, throwing Lestat into the ropes. He sets up for a clothesline, but halfway to returning, Lestat leaps from the mat, and over Baatezu's maneuver, delivering a fierce flying lariat of his own to Baatezu, knocking them both down. Lestat rolls halfway to the mat, coming easily to a sitting position, and wipes the blood and makeup mixture from his forhead, which is quickly recovered by running blood. He rises and kicks Baatezu one last time in the head, then turns and begins climbving the turnbuckle. As he climbs, Baatezu quickly and surprisingly sits bolt upright, then turns, pushing to his feet. Lestat turns on the second turnbuckle, but his eyes go wide as Baatezu steps up on them as well, grabbing him by the throat. Baatezu lifts the Vampyre from the turnbuckle and turns, choke slamming Lestat into the mat. Baatezu collapses beside Lestat, but rests an arm over the Vampyre, and the ref drops to count.

Draven Holmes: Lestat has to kick out of this. This simply CAN'T be it!!

Jake Marsters: Whoa, you're going for Lestat!? There's a switch!

Draven Holmes: It's better than Baatezu being the champ.

Jake Marsters: Ok, so you got a point! C'Mon, Lestat!!

REF: ONE!

REF: TWO!

REF: THREE!

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

As Baatezu rises, he leans on the turnbuckle, catching his breath. As he has his head down, a huge black man, some of the fans knowing him as Black Death, runs down the ramp, accompanied by Fallen Angel. He enters the ring, leaving Angel outside, Baatezu looking up as the ring shakes, and turning to meet Black Death. The black man charges Baatezu and crushes him between himself and the turnbuckles. He begins stomping on Baatezu as the Dark Lord sits in the corner. Black Death pauses long enough to check on Lestat, who he helps rise. Lestat and Black Death both stomp Baatezu for a bit, then the Vampyre leaves the big man to handle Baats on his own, as Angel hands him a microphone. Black Death places a foot on Baatezu's chest, pinning him in place. Lestat wipes the blood from his face and smiles, licking it from his hand. He smiles, and raises the mic.

The Vampyre Lestat: Well, Baatezu. Yeah, everyone knows you've been recruiting. That's right, you made it Public Knowledge. You think that makes you a genious, right? RIGHT? Yeah, you do. But what it really makes you, is a fucking idiot! See, Lestat's been recruiting too. Yeah, and I been recruiting hard, and fast. So, watch you ass Baatezu, cause you never know who is infected these days.Oh, and as for your new title: congradulations. Enjoy it... for now.

He drops the mic, and drops to the mat, rolling out of the ring where he meets with Fallen Angel. Black death stomps one last time, and quickly rolls out the other side of the ring as Pain and Panic run down and slide into the ring, taking up defensive positions around their Dark Lord. The three members back up the ramp, smiling and laughing as Pain watches, pointing a challenge, while Panic checks on Baatezu.

Draven Holmes: That was some match. I can't believe what has happened tonight! Damien Rage retained his title. Redeemer defeated Alastor while Joe Forbes and Hyper Speed got introduced to Cross of The Sykness...

Jake Marsters: No SHIT! the Apocalypse holds the UFA World Title and since Fallen Angel is now Number one Contender the UFA Womens Title that means The Sykness has their shot too.

Draven Holmes: We'll see you folks Friday June 04, 2004 when we broadcast from The Pyramid in Memphis, Tennessee for the return of Friday Fallout!

Jake Marsters: See ya... BYE! *Jake looks at Draven* Did you see what JL was wearing? *whistles*

The scene fades out to black.

END AVALANCHE!

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