{Logo fades out to show President Robert Letner sitting behind his desk.  He is wearing a suit, the NWA World Television Title on his left shoulder...as well as a cheesy smile}

LETNER: Hello folks and welcome to a special Friday Night DeadZone.  The Great Lakes Wrestling Alliance is EXCITED to hold our first show in Louiseville, Kentucky.

{You can hear the fans go wild at the mention of their city and state}

LETNER: I have come forward, on behalf of the GLWA, for a few things.  Number one; Guts, Gold & Glory!  I told everyone that I would donate all proceeds to the American Red Cross, on assisting all of Florida and anyone else who was affected by the Hurricanes.

{Letner reaches down and pulls up a suitcase}

LETNER: In this case, is two million dollars.  That is what the GLWA pulled in from ticket sales, merchandise sales and everything else.  Also in this case, is ANOTHER two million dollars.  I said that I would double the amount, from my own pocket.  And I did.

{A security officer walks up and Letner hands him the case}

LETNER: So that is four million dollars the GLWA is donating to the American Red Cross Disaster Relief Fund.  Now...

{Letner cracks his neck from side to side}

LETNER: Tonight...tonight is going to make Guts, Gold & Glory look like a child production.  Tonight...things are going to happen that will change the GLWA forever.

{Letner smirks}

LETNER: Tonight...things are going to happen that will change Team NWA forever.  You see, tonight I have pinned one Team NWA member against another, for a top title.  Jake Cage, the NWA North American Champion, will fight his brother at arms, Jackson Dane.

{Letner smiles big}

LETNER: And my next announcement will make things even sweeter for me...but more sour for Team NWA.  On October 27th, we get a shot at the NWA Heritage Championship Title.  Who holds it?  None other than Team NWA's own, Thanatos.

{Letner's smile fades to the smirk again}

LETNER: And his opponent for that title?  Jason Stallion...another Team NWA member.  Yeah...it means keeping titles IN Team NWA.

{Letner leans in a little bit}

LETNER: But it cuases a WHOLE lot of friction.

{Robert sits back up in his chair}

LETNER: A few announcements for tonights show.  We need to all hope and pray for Mr. Alezio, for two days ago...he was in a violent car wreck.  Doctors are fighting for him to live, so I hope you all keep him in your prayers.

{Letner pauses a moment, a little respect for Alezio}

LETNER: Also, Kahn has decided he didn't want to show tonight.  Not sure why, but that leaves Jake Blood without an opponent.  SO...I leave the spot open to the FIRST BJWC member who can make it to that ring to face him.

{Letner stands up and bows his head to the camera}

LETNER: I hope everyone enjoys the show tonight.  I promise ALL of you will get your money's worth.

{The camera pans out to show High Impact standing to the left of the desk}

LETNER: As for Team NWA...you thought we were dead

{Kid Ego steps into the picture, standing on the right side of the desk}

LETNER: ...you thought you finally got that thorn out of your side.

{Letner smirks as Post walks into the picture, standing beside Kid Ego}

LETNER: ...tonight your world will be shattered.  Tonight...you will believe.  I'll make you believe.

EDGEBROOK: And I am James Edgebrook.

EDGEBROOK: This week seems like it's going to be an exciting week, capping off with the NeWA North American Title Shot between Jake Cage of the NWF, the current Champ, and Jackson Dane of the BJWC.

TIMMONS: Don't we have a match here soon.

{Camera pans out to show all four announcers}

KING: No...WE have a match.

BODIN: That's right, it's a rematch between Insomniac and Nightmare.  But this time, it's for the NWF Brutality Title.

TIMMONS: Well then why don't you guys start it already?

INSOMNIAC (C) vs. NIGHTMARE
NWF BRUTALITY TITLE MATCH

[Suddenly the lights go out as "Let it Out" by Hoobastank begins to bare over the PA system.]

[This is ours, we made it with our everything
Something real, as real as it could ever be
You gave me all of yourself, I gave you all of me
Now set it free from yourself, for everyone to see.]

Twin spotlights hit the stage as Nightmare bounces out of the back.]

[I'm not afraid to let it out
I'm gonna show you how I feel
I'm not afraid to let it out
(who cares if you dont like it)
(if you don't like it)]

[Go ahead, you know just what you want to do
Don't deny, you feel cause I feel it to
Take a look all around, you'll feel it in the air
From the sky to the ground, I feel it everywhere]

[Nightmare begins to walk to the ring.]

[I'm not afraid to let it out
I'm gonna show you how I feel
I'm not afraid to let it out
(who cares if you don�t like it)
I'm not afraid to let it out
I'm gonna show you how I feel
I'm not afraid to let it out
To let it out
(who cares if you don't like it)
(who cares if you don't like it)
(who cares if you don't like it)(who cares if you don't like it)]

[Nightmare slides into the ring under the bottom rope.]

[This is ours, we made it with our everything
Something real, as real as it could ever be
You gave me all of yourself, I gave you all of me
Now set it free from yourself, for everyone to see]

[Nightmare jumps up onto a turnbuckle and throws his arms into the air, basking in the cheers of the fans.]

[I'm not afraid to let it out
I'm gonna show you how I'm free
I'm not afraid to let it out
(who cares if you don�t like it)
I'm not afraid to let it out
I'm gonna show you how I'm free
I'm not afraid to let it out
To let it out
To let it out
To let it out
(who cares if you don't like it)
(if you don't like it)
(if you don't like it)]

BODIN: Nightmare looks like he wants that title tonight.  He humiliated Lightning a couple weeks ago, stripping her naked, then pinning her.

KING: He's my new hero, I tell you.

{Music dies and the fans look to the entrance, but no Insomniac}

BODIN: Where is the champ?

KING: Don't know, but the ref is starting to count.

10...

9...

8...

7...

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1...

0!!!

{DING, DING}

TAYLOR: The ref has just informed us that Insomniac has been COUNTED OUT.  Which means he still is the NWF Brutality Champion...but your winner is...

{Suddenly Lana is cut off by music}

# I FEEL LIKE I WANNA SMACK SOMEBODY,
TURN AROUND AND BITCH SLAP SOMEBODY (BITCH)
BUT I AIN'T GOIN DOWN BRO (NO, NO, NO)
I AIN'T GIVIN' IN TO IT (NO, NO, NO)

{The fans explode as President Letner steps out of the entrance, dressed in a suit, with a microphone in his hands.  The music quickly dies as Letner begins to talk}

LETNER: Ms. Taylor, I must apologize for the interuption.  But you know what?  I have kind of moved the NWF, from its origins.  The NWF isn't known for count-outs are submissions.  HELL NO!!!

{Fans cheer}

LETNER: The NWF was known for brutal matches like steel cage matches and anything that caused destruction and mayhem.

{Fans pop louder}

LETNER: AND THAT'S WHY...Nightmare...you are NOT the winner!!!

{Nightmare looks at Letner, with an odd look on his face}

LETNER: If you want that Brutality Title, I want you to go into the back and LOOK for Insomniac.  This is a hardcore match for a reason.  Now, go find him.

{Nightmare smiles as he slides out of the ring.  He goes running up the entrance ramp as the camera's follow him}

BODIN: This ought to be interesting.

{Nightmare runs past guys like Ronnie McNeil and Kid Ego, standing in the back just talking to each other.  He taps Ego on the shoulder}

NIGHTMARE: Have you seen Insomniac?

EGO: Do I look like his mother?  No, I haven't.

{Nightmare flips off Ego and takes off down the hall looking for Insomniac.  Fade to commercial}

'CLASH FOR THE CUP' COMMERCIAL

{Cut to a commercial for the GLWA, November 23rd PPV, 'Clash For The Cup'. We open in a gym, with only one light which is shining down onto an old dusty ring. There is something in the middle the ring, but we are to far away to tell. Slowly, the camera begins to move towards it}

V/O: Two Federations will unite once again...not for good...but for destruction.

{Ring get's closer when suddenly the word 'CLASH' flashes on the screen for a split second, then disappears}

V/O: Eight men will eliminate each other, match by match, one by one...until two are left.

{Closer...as 'FOR THE' pulls the same act as it appears and then disappears within seconds}

V/O: And when one man stands...he gets what he deserves.

{The camera suddenly flies towards the thing in the center of the ring, then stops. It is a HUGE golden cup with an inscription 'GLWA Dreamers Cup'. It looks almost like the NHL's Lord Stanley's Cup. The word Cup appears on the screen, but then moves to the side as 'CLASH FOR THE' appears in front of it}

V/O: He will be awarded the GLWA Dreamers Cup, a coveted trophy in which is given out just once a year.

{The 'CLASH FOR THE CUP' sign finally sticks together}

V/O: The winner will also receive One Million Dollars in cash...plus a shot at the GLWA Five Lakes Championship Title.

{'November 23rd, 2004 - Gund Arena, Cleveland, Ohio' appears under the PPV name}

V/O: And for a one time event...he will get something extra.

{Camera cuts to a picture of Robert Letner on the left and Trent Shanahan on the right}

V/O: The winner will get to choose which title shot he will want to fight for. The NWA World Television Title in Early December...

{Robert Letner}

V/O: Or the NWA World Heavyweight Title in Late December.

{Trent Shanahan. After a few seconds, the shot changes back to the GLWA Dreamers Cup, with the CLASH FOR THE CUP sign above it}

V/O: So when it comes time for you step up and prove yourself...will you earn the GLWA Dreamers Cup? Or will you just keep on dreaming?

{The voice fades away as the light shines off the GLWA Dreamers Cup}

'CLASH FOR THE CUP' COMMERCIAL

{Fade back in and we see President Letner walking down the hall, looking at a few papers, possibly contracts.  Walking behind him, is Vice President High Impact}

LETNER: We have a few new hires.  Well, for now, just one.  Someone named Brian Thorne.

IMPACT: He was a wrestler from the BJWC, before you bought it.

{Letner keeps shifting through the papers}

LETNER: I also have the final forms for the new General Manager of the BJWC.

IMPACT: What happaned to Andrews?

LETNER: Not sure, but he is officially gone.

IMPACT: Got a replacement yet?

LETNER: Yeah.  A guy named Xavier Reilly.  He will keep the peace in the BJWC.

{Letner looks up, just stopping himself from running into Acid}

ACID: Hello Mr. Letner.

LETNER: Hey, Acid.

ACID: I just wanted to thank you for finally taking me out of these tag matches and putting me in a match where I feel I can show my ability.

LETNER: No probl...

{Suddenly Blitz runs in from the side of the screen and belts Acid in the face with a lead pipe.  Letner and High Impact stand there in shock, before they both pull Blitz off a bloody Acid}

LETNER: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING???

BLITZ: Taking care of business, the old fashioned way.

LETNER: You know what?  NO!!!  SECURITY!!!

{Two police officers walk into the scene}

LETNER: I would like you two to escort Mr. Blitz off the grounds.

BLITZ: But I have a match tonight, Robert!

LETNER: Not now you don't.  You are officially banned from the building.  And as for your Commish job?  You are supposed to keep the peace, and uphold the rules...not break them.  David Blitz, you are here by FIRED from the GLWA Commish.

BLITZ: BUT...

LETNER: No, Dave.  You were hired to help keep the rules in this place.  You are on the BJWC roster, not the NWF roster.  Now get out of my sight.

{Cops lug Blitz out of the place as medics rush from the side of the screen to check on Acid}

LETNER: Looks like it's time to find a new Commish, got any ideas Impact?

IMPACT: I've got a buddy, maybe.

LETNER: Call him up, we need a new Commish like, yesterday!

{Letner starts to walk away, looking at the papers again as the scene fades to the four announcers}

KING: So in one swoop; Andrews is gone, Blitz is bumped out of his GLWA position, Acid is knocked unconsious and we have a new guy.

BODIN: Sounds interesting.

TIMMONS: You know what else sounds interesting?  You two shutting your traps.

KING: Bite my ass.

TIMMONS: You'd like it too much.

{{There is a total silence as all of a sudden boos rain down upon the man making his way to the ring from the back, out walks Jackson Dane, the "Main Event" in his street clothes, jeans and a red "BJWC" t-shirt, he makes his way to the ring, the BJWC "Main Event" Title strapped around his waist and the AW Atlantic Championship Title on his shoulder, he climbs through and with mic in hand looks over the capacity crowd}}

DANE: ((As the boos rain down)) Ohhhh SHADDUP!!

TIMMONS: Yeah be quiet and let the man speak!

EDGEBROOK: The fans showing no love for Jackson....

TIMMONS: The man said Shut up Edgebrook...he was talking to you!

DANE: Look, all I�ve come out here to do is simple, I want the powers that be in the back to come out here right now and guarantee me none of Team NWA, or Cages little brother will come anywhere near this ring during our match, I want this to be a fair and square match between him and I......

{{The boos continues}}

EDGEBROOK: Well let�s see what they have to say, but when you get two team NWA members in the ring, how can you be fair?

TIMMONS: They never cheat!

EDGEBROOK: Guts gold and Glory......

TIMMONS: What about it? Dane won fair and square, hence he still has his belt.

EDGEBROOK: Well...

{Edgebrook is cut off}

# I FEEL LIKE I WANNA SMACK SOMEBODY,
TURN AROUND AND BITCH SLAP SOMEBODY (BITCH)
BUT I AIN'T GOIN DOWN BRO (NO, NO, NO)
I AIN'T GIVIN' IN TO IT (NO, NO, NO)

{"Anxiety" by Black Eyed Peas plays as President Letner walks out of the back.  The fans pop as he makes his way down to the ring, eventually sliding in and staring down Jackson Dane}

LETNER: So...Mr. 'Main Event'....

{Dane taps the BJWC 'Main Event' Title that is around his waist}

LETNER: After all this time of Team NWA versus The Coalition Of wRestling Excellence...you want ME...to help YOU?

DANE: I don't need your help, Letner.  I just want you to guarantee that no one will interfere in this match!

LETNER: Are you scared of your Team NWA buddies?

DANE: Listen Letner, if you're not going to help me...then screw you.

{Robert smirks}

LETNER: Calm your ass, Jackson.  You see, ever since you took my place in the BJWC when you came in as Harry the Masked Popcorn Vendor, I thought you were a good kid.  But you joined Team NWA...and I HAD to hate you.

{Letner walks up to Dane, merely a foot or two from each other}

LETNER: But you've changed recently...you've broken from the Team NWA mold...and you stood your ground to them.  I applaud you for that.

{Letner is quiet for a second, thinking}

LETNER: So here is the deal.  You will get your match, without interference.  Because if someone even walks down to the ring...I will come out and fire them on the spot.  I want NO ONE near this ring.  This will be a one on one match, Jake Cage versus Jackson Dane.

{Dane smirks and shakes his head as Letner offers his hand in a handshake.  Dane takes it and shakes, but Letner pulls Dane to him, closer}

LETNER: Just remember one thing...I'm watching you.  And in your own words...I own you.

{Letner lets go and exits the ring as Dane looks at him in disgust}

KING: Vicious words from the President.

BODIN: But truthfull.

{Fade to commercial}

COMMERCIALS

{Fade back from commercials}

BODIN: Well the next match should be Jake Blood versus the first guy to come out here...

(The house lights start to flicker as John Kerry [no not the guy running for president] makes his way out to the ring. Kerry is handed a microphone as is climbs between the ring ropes and makes his way into the center of the ring.)

EDGEBROOK: Who the hell is this guy?

TIMMONS: Got me man.

KERRY: Hello ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to BJWC RIOT! Oh, that�s right. The BJWC is some what no more no isn�t it. Oh I missed the good old days of RIOT. Seeing such stars as Shane Andrews, Gary Cooper, Dan Dehart, Brian Hart, the list goes on and on. I could stand out here all night and talk about the past. Yet, this is not the time nor the place for such a discussion. Tonight is about the future. Things that have yet to come.

EDGEBROOK: Who the hell is this guy?!

KERRY: Now I know all of you must be wonder who the hell am I. Well I�m not a wrestler. Oh no. I�m a friend of sorts you can say of a man that once was the king in what was called the BJWC. A man that will be king again. He sent me out here tonight to talk about a special man. A man he has had his eyes on for about five years since he walked through the BJWC front doors in Minnesota.

TIMMONS: Is this the guy for real or what?

KERRY: Shall we begin? All rightly then. For years I�ve seen the man known only as Jackass, sorry, Jake Blood. Wonder how I made that kind of mistake?! That�s neither here or there, the point of me standing out here tonight is to find out why Jake Blood is the way he is. Now any medical head doctor or police officer will tell you, besides that Jake is a complete moron, the way you are raised and the family your raised by, has a major impact on the way you grow up and how you act like when you become older. So seeing how I wanted to know why Jake acts the way he does, I tracked down one of his family members. Now of course bringing his mother in here would be lots of fun and I think we could get a lot of questions answered. Sadly though she couldn�t get time off of the street corner she was working on to be here tonight. Ouch, that reminds me, were going to have to finish this quick she�s got to be waiting for me.

EDGEBROOK: Is this guy trying to get himself killed?!

TIMMONS: Jake�s not going to take this good at all.

KERRY: As I was saying his mother couldn�t be here tonight, but his sister could be! Let�s welcome, directly from the corner of 10th and Main, Moonbeam Blood!

(�Purple Haze� by Jimi Hendrix blares out of the arenas PA system. Moonbeam Blood makes her way from the back to the ring side area wearing some kind of hippy clothes that look like they haven�t been washed since Woodstock.)

KERRY: What the hell are you wearing girl?

(Moonbeam gets into the ring.)

MOONBEAM: Ya like my digs man?

KERRY: Not really. You look like you just got back from Woodstock instead of the street corner. Woodstock, that�s an event that�s been pissing me off. For 35 years, old people haven�t shut the hell up about that three-day music festival in Woodstock, New York, where hippies came together to grove to the politically charged music of Sha Na Na.

MOONBEAM: It was far out, man. Jimi Hendrix cut my umbilical cord with his guitar pick.

KERRY: You were born at Woodstock?!

MOONBEAM: Ya man.

KERRY: And Jimi cut your cord?

MOONBEAM: Ya man.

KERRY: Wow. Did you stay in touch with him?

MOONBEAM: I�d be a jive turkey if I didn�t! I slid skin with all of those outta-sight musicians.

KERRY: Like who?

MOONBEAM: I went on a picnic with the Mamas and the Papas. Mama Cass couldn�t get enough of my ham sandwiches.

KERRY: You gave Mama Cass the fatal sandwich?!

MOONBEAM: So maybe I put too much ham on it. Oh, and there was that crazy time when Jimi and I played �Who can keep there puke in their mouth the longest.� We played all night! Jimi was so tired, he fell asleep right in the middle of it. I just got up and let that cat snore away.

KERRY: Jimi choked and died on that vomit!

MOONBEAM: I tell you he was much better at playing the game than Bonzo was, man.

KERRY: You watched John Bonham of Led Zeppelin choke on his own vomit too?!

MOONBEAM: Everybody was dropping vomit those days. We were hippy, dippy, crazy, Kathmandu!

KERRY: Have you met any other famous musicians?

MOONBEAM: Well, I saved Lynyrd Skynyrd a lot of bread in �77 when I booked them on a chartered flight. They never did thank me, though.

KERRY: I would think not! That plane crashed, and several of them died!

MOONBEAM: Tell me about it! Between their angry ghosts and Aaliyah�s spirit constantly harshing my mellow, I barely have time to make my trippy tie-dyed tops. Wanna buy one?

KERRY: Moonbeam, you are a monster!

MOONBEAM: Totally! Dude, while you�re here, do you know where I can score some patchouli?

EDGEBROOK: What is the point of all this? He�s just out here making fun of Blood and his family. That�s not even Jake�s sister.

TIMMONS: Does he even have a sister?

(Jake comes bolting out of the back and slides into the ring. Kerry jumps out of the ring with Moonbeam still standing dazed.)

KERRY: What�s wrong Jake? I thought you liked family moments?

(Jake grabs Moonbeam and throws her over the top rope.)

KERRY: That�s no way to treat family Jake. Didn�t your mom ever teach you that? Man she really needs to teach you some manners. Well, someone does any ways�

�are you ready?

(A man with a black mask over his face slides out underneath the ring with a baseball bat in hand. The man slides into the ring and slams the bat across the back of Jake Blood.)

EDGEBROOK: What is the meaning of this!  Who is that guy?

TIMMONS: This isn�t right. This isn�t right at all.

(The masked man drops the bat and slides back out of the ring next to Kerry.)

KERRY: Well Jake�

�are you ready?

(Kerry hands the microphone to a ring announcer. The masked man and Kerry then proceed to walk back to the locker room.)

EDGEBROOK: This is just sick you know that Timmons. I don�t like Jake Blood at all. But he didn�t deserve this.

TIMMONS: This Kerry guy comes out, makes fun of Blood and his family. Blood finally can�t take any more so he comes out to defend his honor only to have this masked man knocking him senseless across the back with a damn baseball bat.

EDGEBROOK: I have a feeling this isn�t the last we�ve seen of Kerry or this masked man.

{Cut to the back where we see Nightmare still going through the halls}

NIGHTMARE: Where the hell are you?

{Nightmare turns the corner and sees Insomniac slowly walking down the hall, with the NWF Brutality Title around his waist}

NIGHTMARE: Gotcha!

{Nightmare charges Insomniac, grabbing a steel chair as he catches Insomniac off guard}

WHACK!!!

WHACK!!!

{Insomniac drops the title to his ankles as he can barely stand.  Nightmare winds up}

WHACK!!!

{Nightmare drops for the cover as a ref that was following him, drops for the count}

1...

2...

3...!!!

BODIN: HE DID IT!!! WE HAVE A NEW NWF BRUTALITY CHAMP!!!

{Nightmare grabs the NWF Brutality Title, kisses it, then takes off down the hall, leaving Insomniac out cold on the ground}

KING: That guy is one of our champs now?  Dear god, shoot me.

BODIN: He's a good wrestler.

TIMMONS: When he isn't worried about Socks, his cat.

{Suddenly, music hits}

# I FEEL LIKE I WANNA SMACK SOMEBODY,
TURN AROUND AND BITCH SLAP SOMEBODY (BITCH)
BUT I AIN'T GOIN DOWN BRO (NO, NO, NO)
I AIN'T GIVIN' IN TO IT (NO, NO, NO)

TIMMONS: WHAT NOW???

{President Letner walks out with the NeWA World Television Title around his waist.  Behind him, out come Kid Ego, High Impact and Post.  The fans pop as this is the first time The C.O.R.E. has been seen all together on television}

{All four men make it into the ring as the music stops and Letner is handed a microphone}

LETNER: Hello folks.  Have you guys missed The C.O.R.E.?  Cause I know we missed you!!!

{Fans pop}

LETNER: I have a few things to say tonight.  First off, I want to introduce someone to you.  I want you to welcome the NEW MEMBER OF THE C.O.R.E.....DMETRI WEHRMAN!!!

{Seven Nation Army explodes from the speakers as green, purple, and gold pyro blasts out above the capacity crowd.  Everyone pops as Dmetri runs out of the back, down the ramp and slides into the ring.  He is wearing a C.O.R.E. shirt}

LETNER: Very nice, isn't it?

{Fans pop}

LETNER: And things get better.  Since Dave Blitz is out of the building and Acid is unable to compete, the winner of the Dmetri-Ego match will face Carrig in the second round of the Playoffs for the GLWA Five Lakes Heavyweight Title, while the loser will go to face Jackson Dane.

{Fans pop}

LETNER: AND TO THE CAGE BROTHERS!!!  I know you guys think you are unbeatable...but next week, you will have your hands full.  It will be a GLWA Tag Team Titles Match...The Cage Brothers versus The C.O.R.E., Kid Ego and Dmetri Wehrman.

{Fans pop louder}

LETNER: So enjoy these times while you can, Team NWA, The C.O.R.E. is alive and kicking.  You will believe...we'll make you believe.

{Letner drops the microphone as his music hits the speakers again.  All five men walk to the back}

BODIN: Dmetri Wehrman is part of the C.O.R.E. now???

KING: Things just keep getting worse for Team NWA.

{Cut to commercial}

COMMERCIAL

{Fade back in from commercials}

DREW CARRIG (BJWC) vs. DON DIEGO (NWF)
CHAMP vs. CHAMP MATCH

{The lights go black as the crowd murmurs with excitement as a deep sigh followed by words.}

V/O Drew Carrig: Let the slaugther's begin!

BOOOOOOOM

BOOOOOOOM

BOOOOOOOM

BOOOOOOOOM

{"Coma White" by Marilyn Manson plays and as the light comes back on Drew Carrig, the BJWC Champion is already standing in the ring}

{The camera switches to a split screen of the announce tables�}

BODIN: It�s time for one of tonight�s bigger events. I�m excited about this.

TIMMONS: Oh man, here we go. It�s time for Joe to do the kiss up thing.

BODIN: Hey! I�ve been announcing for Don Diego for a long time!

EDGEBROOK: I did for a while, too. It wasn�t as 5 star as you think.

KING: Let the guy finish.

BODIN: Yes. So, it was at Guts, Gold, & Glory that we saw Don Diego claim the NWF Heartland title. Some may claim that this was a controversial victory, but you can�t deny his great talent. This week on Dead Zone, he has to step into the line of fire against Drew Carrig, the BJWC Champion.

EDGEBROOK: Yea, we saw Don Diego have to take on Drew Carrig and Kid Ego a few weeks ago, in a match that Diego lost. Diego says that he didn�t give that match his all, because of preparation for the Heartland title match.

BODIN: So, tonight is his chance to prove that he did and has the skill to take down Carrig, and also to prove that he deserves the title around his waist.

{Suddenly the lights go down to green and purple as �Love In An Elevator� by Aerosmith starts to jam over the loudspeakers. As the drum groove kicks in, a huge ball of fire blows off on the entranceway, and Don Diego does a spin jump out of it. As he makes his way down the aisle, he does a strut and plays some air guitar. }

KING: This crowd really loves this kid, can you hear it?

TIMMONS: Yea, it really does sound pretty tight. It must be that the guys want to be more like him and get everything that�s in their way lie down for them.

BODIN: Kind of uncalled for. You�ll be shown what�s up tonight. Diego will show you what�s going down.

{Don Diego gets into the ring and both men hand their title belts to the referee, who hands them off to the timekeeper.}

EDGEBROOK: Hey, what�s going on here? Carrig is sitting on the mat? I�m confused.

TIMMONS: You�ve gotta be kidding me. Carrig is taunting him. He�s asking if Diego wants him to lay down, too.

BODIN: HOLY SHIT!!! A kick straight to the face of Drew Carrig. I knew Don Diego wasn�t going to take that.

KING: Except for the fact that there�s already a blood flow. I don�t know, I think that it was sort of uncalled for when Carrig did that. At least Don Diego showed him it�s business.

BODIN: Diego is letting a nose-bleeding Drew Carrig get back up and start this match right. Carrig and Diego lock up, and Carrig pushes Diego to his back. Diego kicks back up, and ducks under a rushing clothesline.

EDGEBROOK: Diego kicks Carrig in the back, chest first into the ropes. Carrig bounces back, and there�s a back suplex by Diego. Carrig is right back up, and there�s a Russian sweep to Don Diego. Diego arches back from the Matt and puts boots to the chest.

TIMMONS: So fast paced. Calm these two down.

BODIN: Don Diego Irish whips Drew Carrig to the corner, and follows through with a turnbuckle splash.

KING: Don Diego is all about business tonight. I�m impressed.

BODIN: Don Diego fires Drew Carrig over with another Irish whip. He does another splash, and now is climbing up on Carrig and delivering punches to the BJWC Champ.

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{ Don Diego dismounts from the corner, and lets Drew Carrig fall to the mat.  Don Diego picks Carrig up�}

EDGEBROOK: Diego is placing Carrig�s head under his arm. I think it�s time�

TIMMONS: DoNin�..NO!!!! Drew Carrig flipped out of it!

BODIN: Wait! Diego turns around, kicks Carrig in the stomach�.DoNinator!!! There it is!

KING: Right in front of the corner�

EDGEBROOK: Don Diego climbs the turnbuckle, sets his sights�

BODIN: He�s flying! DIEGO DIVE!!! There it is!

TIMMONS: And a cover�

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3!!!! YES YES YES YES!!!!

EDGEBROOK: What are you talking about? He�s an NWF man.

TIMMONS: He�s just so�.charismatic.

BODIN: There�s a victory for Don Diego. Now we see some proof that Don Diego deserves that belt.  I really think Carrig's mind was somwhere else though.

KING: Well, don�t forget Carrig�s bloody nose as a result of taunting. This wasDon Diego�s moment of proof.

STALLION: Letner is a bullsh*t Prez, man.

CAGE: Shut up, Jason.

STALLION: No.  Next week, he has us facing off against Kid Ego and Dmetri Wehrman for the GLWA Tag Titles, then I have to face Thanatos, our friend, for the NWA Heritage Title.  And that's not counting the GLWA Five Lakes Title Playoffs, Round Two when I face Diego.

CAGE: SHUT up, Jason.

{Cage just stares at the NWA North American Title}

STALLION: And then...

CAGE: I SAID SHUT UP!!!  Don't you ever listen, God!

{Jake Cage stands up and leaves as Stallion just sits there, puzzled}

STALLION: What I do?

{Cut back to the ring}

BODIN: It looks like this match is really eating at Jake Cage.

TIMMONS: I would be too if Letner put me against one my best friends.  That just ain't right.

KING: Well don't worry too much, cause look who's in the front row here.

{Camera's cut to front row.  There sitting, is Thanatos of the HWA, the NWA Heritage Champ and Team NWA Member}

EDGEBROOK: This doesn't look good for anyone who crosses Team NWA tonight.

KING: What about Dane?

BODIN: That's true.

EDGEBROOK: Well gentlemen, we have a match here, so let's get to calling it.

TIMMONS: Yeah, while you guys were talking, both Dmetri and Kid Ego have made it to the ring.

KID EGO vs. DMETRI WEHRMAN
BJWC WILD CARD ROUND OF GLWA FIVE LAKES TITLE PLAYOFFS

{DING, DING}

EDGEBROOK: The winner of this match goes on to to Round Two, to face Drew Carrig.  The loser, as announced by President Letner, will still go to Round Two, but he will face Jackson Dane.  Both men in this match are C.O.R.E. members and they show each other respect by shaking hands.

TIMMONS: Both men lock up.  Kid Ego wins the battle, grabbing Dmetri Wehrman and hitting him with a beatuiful suplex.

EDGEBROOK: But Dmetri is right back up.  He jumps and catches Kid Ego REALLY off guard with a dropkick.  Ego stumbles back, but gains his balance.

TIMMONS: A HUGE CLOTHESLINE FROM DMETRI and Ego is down.  Dmetri goes for the pin.

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KICKOUT!!!

TIMMONS: Kid Ego with the kick out.  Both men back to their feet, Ego steps back...SUPERKICK and Dmetri caught off guard, falling against the ropes and OUT OF THE RING!!!

EDGEBROOK: Kid Ego goes running as Dmetri stands up...BASEBALL SLIDE and Dmetri is slammed into the fan-rail, where Thanatos is sitting.

TIMMONS: Look at the smile on Thanatos' face.  He loves watching C.O.R.E. members beat the hell out of each other.

EDGEBROOK: Kid Ego sits in the ring and waits for Dmetri to come back in.

TIMMONS: Well here he comes.  Dmetri is in the ring, he is up, KID EGO WITH A SUPER KICK....NO, Dmetri ducked and grabs Kid Ego's leg...ANKLE LOCK...DMETRI HAS KID EGO IN AN ANKLE LOCK!!!

EDGEBROOK: But Kid Ego grabs the bottom ropes, just saving himself from having to tap out. 

{Dmetri lets go and backs away from Kid Ego}

EDGEBROOK: Look...Ego just caught sight of Thanatos, sitting there, watching them.  He stands up in the corner.

TIMMONS: This isn't good.

EDGEBROOK: Ego turns around, LAST CHANCE BY DMETRI WEHRMAN.  KID EGO STUMBLES FORWARD AND FALLS DOWN ON HIS FACE!!!

TIMMONS: Dmetri turns him over and goes for the cover.

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{DING, DING, DING}

EDGEBROOK: DMETRI IS GOING TO FACE DREW CARRIG NEXT WEEK.

TIMMONS: That's not the best part.  Kid Ego still advances, so next week...he faces Jackson Dane.

KING: Nice!!!

{Cut to commercials}

COMMERCIALS

{Back from commercials}

ACE SLAUGHTER vs. JASON STALLION
NWF WILD CARD ROUND OF GLWA FIVE LAKES TITLE PLAYOFFS

BODIN: And we�re back.

KING: Now it�s time for the ratings and revenue-generating portion of the evening. Those BJWC chumps can�t get out of the ring fast enough for me.

BODIN: Our first match is ready to get underway.

LANA: The following match is for one fall, and it is Round  of the Five Lakes Playoffs. Already in the ring, from Tampa, Florida, "Superstar" Ace Slaughter!!

[Ace hops down off the top turnbuckle and throws a wave to crowd inside Freedom Hall]

KING: Ace and Acid put up a tough fight against the Cage brothers back at Guts, Gold, and Glory.

BODIN: Too bad about his mother�s health. Our best wishes go out to Ace and his family.

LANA: And coming to the ring, now residing in Bountiful, Utah...weighing in at 241 pounds, he is a member of Team NWA and one-half of the GLWA Tag Team champions...Jason Stallion.

[Jason steps through the curtain wearing a Team NWA shirt and a cross pendant. He is beaming regally as Jade Navlin follows him to the ring carrying his GLWA Tag Team title, with a black leather skirt to match her Team NWA jersey that draws some cheers from the audience.]

KING: Stallion sure looks to be in top condition for this match. And that Jade is certainly easy on the eyes�

BODIN: Why the NWF is the superior wrestling product in the GLWA. Talents like you see both in and out of the ring make it so.

(DING DING)

KING: And the first true match for the Five Lakes Championship is under way.

BODIN: Both superstars are familiar with the other�s style. Sharp kick to the midsection by Slaughter. Quickly off the ropes with a swinging neck breaker that sends Jason to the mat.

KING: A neckbreaker like that could really set the stage for Ace tonight.

(Ace starts playing to the crowd and getting a pretty good pop. Stallion gets up to his knees and looks stunned)

BODIN: This is more the behavior we see from Team NWA, not Ace Slaughter.

KING: Maybe a little of that showmanship he saw last time out rubbed off.

(Ace refocuses on his opponent and comes in, only to be hit with a sharp fireman�s carry takeover that Stallion quickly slips into a side headlock)

BODIN: Nice technical move from Jason, grounding Slaughter and killing the Big Mo.

KING: I used to know a Big Mo. Not a guy you�d want to cross in an ally or in a buffet line.

BODIN: Why are you still on the payroll?

KING: Would you rather work with that Timmons jackass?

BODIN: Good point. Ace works back up to a vertical base. Hard elbows into the midsection of Stallion. Slaughter now, off the ropes. Massive clothesline sending both men down to the floor.

KING: Nobody can win outside. You can only hurt your opponent there.

(Slaughter is the first up to his feet and grabs the leg of Jason, driving it into the concrete.)

KING: Definitely a new mean streak in Ace Slaughter. Maybe he�s coming back into form.

BODIN: Slaughter now whipping Stallion into the steel steps. Reversed by Jason.

(Ace crashes hard into the stairs, garnering a huge pop from the crowd)

BODIN: Stallion now with the advantage. A Side Russian leg sweep by the big man, one half of the tag team champions, sends Ace right into the floor. Jason quickly rolls back in to stop referee Ken Davis�s count.

KING: Jason knew instinctively that he needed to break the count. He�s right after Slaughter again.

BODIN: Hard whip by Stallion sends Ace back into the ring.

KING: You have to admire the tenacity of Stallion, keeping after a veteran like Ace.

BODIN: Another hard whip by Stallion. Setting up for a clothesline. Ducked by Ace. Bulldog! Bulldog plants Jason. Cover by Ace.

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kick out by Jason!

KING: He had the hair! How did Davis miss that?

BODIN: Like the shot into the stairs and the leg sweep on the floor?

KING: That was outside the ring. Not under his control.

BODIN: Ace seems to have regained the upper hand here. Pulling Stallion back to his feet. Shooting him into the corner.

(Ace clinbs to the second turnbuckle and starts hammering Jason with hard rights to the head)

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KING: Love that audience participation!

(A monkey flip from Ace sends Jason back into the middle of the ring.)

BODIN: Even a somewhat technical move from Ace Slaughter. Ace now putting the boots to Jason.

KING: Why isn�t he ref doing his job and stopping this blatant assault? Doesn�t he know how important Team NWA is to the organization?

BODIN: A quick cover now by Ace.

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thr� NO kick out by Stallion.

KING: Jason must just be trying to build the sense of drama.

BODIN: It looks more like Ace is kicking his ass.

[Slaughter lifts Jason up for a powerslam, but the youngest Cage slips behind his opponent, gripping Ace by the legs and taking him down with a double-leg takedown.]

KING: The Reborn Stallion keeping his opponent on the mat.

BODIN: Which is good, cause that's really his best chance of beating a veteran like Ace Slaughter.

(Jason now grabs Ace�s leg, driving his knee into the mat repeatedly)

BODIN: Looks like the focus is now on the vertical base of Ace Slaughter.

KING: Shows how fast momentum can shift here in the NWF, the GLWA�s superior wrestling organization.

BODIN: Corporate shill� Jason�s up, now using the leg to drag up his opponent. A hard dragon screw leg whip sends Slaughter right back down.

KING: Stallion now with the advantage. He needs to stay on Ace.

BODIN: Jason now trying to� Small Package by Slaughter�

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kick out by Stallion!

(Crowd gasps and then cheers)

BODIN: Definitely a show of veteran skill by Ace there.

KING: I think all that did was piss Jason off.

(Stallion is up first and fires Ace into the far corner. Ace starts to stagger out�)

BODIN: Ace in a daze. (WHACK) Oh my GOD! What a massive Super Kick. Stallion out of nowhere! Ace almost landed back in that corner!

KING: Now we�ll see that mean streak�

BODIN: Another hard whip by Stallion sends Slaughter into the ropes. Jason catches him and drills a bookend slam. Cover�

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(Jason grabs the mask and pulls Ace off the mat, wagging a finger)

KING: What a showman! He wants to give these fans here in Louisville more of Team NWA to remember.

(Stallion rolls Ace over and locks in the Horseshoe. Ace starts to grimace)

BODIN: Stallion now putting tremendous pressure on the knee and lower back. Referee Ken Davis checking on Slaughter.

KING: It�s only a matter of time now. Ace has to tap.

(The crowd goes ape shit as a man starts running down the ramp)

BODIN: IT'S KID EGO!!!

KING: Jason Stallion lets go of the hold and turns around, getting ready for Kid Ego to enter the ring...BUT THANATOS IS OUT OF THE CROWD AND HE STOPS EGO IN HIS TRACKS!!!  Both men are trading punches as Stallion smirks and turns around to finish off Ace Slaughter.

BODIN: NECKBREAKER ONTO JASON STALLION!!!  Stallion falls to the ground and Ace makes his way to the top of the turnbuckle.

KING: Uh-oh...Ace jumps...SLAUGHTERMATIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

{Frog splash into a guillotine leg drop}

KING: Ace goes for the cover.

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3..!!!

BODIN: ACE WON!!!!!!!!  HE FINALLY BEAT ONE OF THE CAGE BROTHERS!!!

KING: Thanatos whips Kid Ego up the ramp, but sees the match is over.  He is now making his way back into the crowd...and...he's leaving?

BODIN: Maybe he just wanted to see Stallion's style.  Those two are facing each other next week for Thanatos' NWA Heritage Title.

{Cut to the back}

{Scene shows Letner standing above paramedics, who are standing above Insomniac}

PARAMEDIC: Not sure.  We have to take him to the hospital though.  All this lack of sleep has caused him to be weak and fragile.

LETNER: Oh great.

PARAMEDIC: His body is so weak, that it's surprising he has lasted this long.

LETNER: So you're saying that he's going to die?

PARAMEDIC: Not if we get him to the hospital quick enough.

LETNER: THEN HURRY!!!

{Cut back to the announcers}

BODIN: Shut up Mike.  Insomniac is really hurt.

RED DRAGON vs. CHRIS SAINT
NWF WILD CARD ROUND OF GLWA FIVE LAKES TITLE PLAYOFFS

(The lights begin to flicker red and black. The sound of thunder rumbling rolls through of everyone. The PA and the crowd go to a hush. The sound of chains dragging and a woman screaming fills the ears .A huge red dragon is emblazed in red light on the canvas.)

BODIN: And now get to see Red Dragon. This psycho had what almost any sane person would call a very violent match in Tampa.

(Red Dragon appears through the curtain and is hit with a cascade of boos)

KING: This guy even freaks me out. If he did half of what he does in the ring on the street, Red Dragon would be on death row.

(Dragon slowly and deliberately climbs into the ring, greeted by a larger shower of hate from the Freedom Hall crowd)

BODIN: Red Dragon will definitely have his hands full tonight. He might be meeting a man just as extreme.

[The lights dim.]

Right up in here, is the sweet spot
Stay right up in here, and don't bend unda pre'sure
Is that what it is? The cake will do
Uhh, uhh uhh, the cake will do
Tell em, fuck the shame, tell em
Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you
Check it out

[FLASH]

CHRIS SAINT

[Out comes out NWF savior Chris Saint. His long blonde hair is down covering his face. He is wearing a black shirt, which says "The Living Legend" in white print. His small frame radiates the power of a champion. Saint has been in many hardcore battles and this one will be no different.]

[The NeWA Cruiserweight Title is draped around his shoulder. A title that he never lost in a match.]

I - opened up shop at 13
Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and O-Z's
From hand-held, digital to triple-beam
Now my pa-ger's an e-mail flip screen
Expanded my game off into amphetamines
Looked around and had a small wall green
But tha word out on tha street is that u fucked wit my fiends
Them niggas around tha corner then let tha thing beam
Now they done let it burn out, phone a ching ching
Just another - hustle to add to my schemes
Just another piece of the puzzle to my dreams
cuz the house, the cars, and the coffee take green
I might ride tha range wit tha Roley on the rocks
or push a candy colored cutless wit a matchin T-shirt
When the - spot get hot don't stop, move shop
Find another block restock and take it from the top now

[Saint snaps his head up and his hair falls behind his hair. Now Saint's face is visible. A new passion of anger is in the blue eyes of Chris Saint. Saint slowly begins to walk down the ramp. He never takes his eyes off of the ring.]

CHRIS!!!! SAINT!!!!!!!! CHRIS!!!!!!!!! SAINT!!!!!!!

Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay cool and rock jewels
Greed, Hate, Envy but cake will do

[Saint slides into the ring and crawls to the center.]

So you think you're the shit nigga YA smell me
Shouts out to my nigga NORE
I'll never take another man's glory
Shit don't mix like Shaq and Kobe
Now you know me, I be low key
On these icey roleys Scob done showed me
And hoes ignored me, now they blow me
Them niggas that loaned me now they owe me
Oh me Oh my I can see tha greed and tha envy in yo eyes
Now call me a lie
While you five stand by I stand by tha captain
Hoe play now did somebody page Samson
I stay cheefin' higha than a hooker on the weekends
Seven days a weekend man, I walk in yo church reekin
Now Lester called me a heathen old fish eyed fool
Bitch had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool

[Chris Saint stands in the center and looks at all the fans around him. With a sudden movement, Saint rips off his shirt and reveals his muscular body. A large panther tattoo is on his back. On his right chest muscle reads "Revenge" in blood red ink. ]

BODIN: Hard to imagine he�s been gone. This crowd still holds Chris in the highest regard.

KING: Chris has spent a lot of time away. It may take him a while to get back into the flow of the action.

(DING DING)

BODIN: Referee Kenneth Brooks has rung the bell and the final Five Lakes Championship tournament match of the evening is underway.

(Dragon and Saint circle each other in the center of the ring. Dragon swings with a right and Saint parries it and hits a spinning heel kick to the jaw of Dragon. Dragon is a little shaky on his feet and Saint drills him with a spear.)

KING: Looks like that ring rust problem isn�t really there tonight.

BODIN: Saint mounts Red Dragon and throws a series of hard rights.

KING: Lucky Dragon has a mask or those shots would make him the black and blue dragon.

BODIN: Do you just think of these things on the fly or do you actually script this out?

KING: Little of A and a little of B. Barnhouse is trying to pull Chris off Red Dragon.

BODIN: Saint back on his feet. Dragon rolling back up to a vertical base and the two extremists finally tie up. Saint with a hard whip, sending Dragon into the corner. Saint setting up for another spear.

(Dragon sidesteps the move and Chris goes flying into the ring post)

KING: Forget what I said about the ring rust being off.

BODIN: Dragon now going to work on the shoulder of Chris Saint. Modified Japanese arm drag by the Red Dragon.

KING: Once an opening appears, Dragon will focus on it.

(Dragon sets up Chris and drills a shoulder breaker, focusing on the damaged arm, finally dropping him and climbing to the outside)

BODIN: This does not bode well for Chris Saint. Who knows what evil Red Dragon will find there on the outside

(Dragon reaches under the ring and pulls out a fire extinguisher)

KING: Last time fire, this time an extinguisher. What will he do next?

BODIN: Chris is back on his feet. Referee David Barnhouse is trying to hold back Saint. Red Dragon with the extinguisher.

(Dragon swings the extinguisher high. Chris ducks it, but it hit Barnhouse in the head and he collapses, rolling to the outside.)

KING: That miss will cost Red Dragon. No ref means no win!

BODIN: Saint now on the attack. Belly to belly suplex sends Dragon across the ring. Saint is still favoring that shoulder. Dragon is back up. Super Kick! Saint is down.

{Suddenly a deep sound begins to echo through Freedom Hall, it is that of about two or three drums being beat on}

BODIN: Dragon looks confused. No one I know wants to mess with this man.

V/O: To purify myself, I must purify the world.

{Native American singing can be heard, very lightly}

V/O: To bring out my beauty, I must bring out the world's beauty.

{A light flute adds to the Native American sounds}

V/O: To cleanse it all, I must destroy it all.

{The drums build up to a quick rhythm, then stop dead}

(The Freedom Hall lights drop, covering the arena in darkness, only to come up seconds later. White Wolf is standing directly behind Red Dragon)

KING: Holy crap! White Wolf out of nowhere!

(White Wolf reaches and hits a reverse DDT, driving Dragons head into the mat)

BODIN: Now Dragon is down. White Wolf, climbing the turnbuckle.

KING: He can�t be going for it. That�s more than halfway across the ring!

(White Wolf launches himself across the ring nailing Red Dragon with the Wolf Splash and rolling out of the ring.)

BODIN: White Wolf hit it! What amazing leaping ability!

KING: Not to mention the ability to adjust in mid-air like that.

(The lights flicker, dimming a second time. When they rise again, White Wolf is gone)

KING: Whoa. A little too metaphysical for me right now.

BODINE: Saint is struggling back to his feet. Dragon looks like he�s out.

(Saint lifts him back up. Kick to the gut and a face lock. CRADLE DDT.)

KING: That used to be Chris�s signature move.

(Saint signals for the end and grabs Dragon�s lifeless arm, hooking in his MODIFIED CROSSFACE)

BODIN: It's over. GRASP OF DEATH! Referee David Barnhouse is clawing his way back into the ring.

KING: Dragon isn�t even responding! White Wolf must have knocked him cold.

BODIN: Checking the arm�. Once�. Twice�. Three times�. David is signaling for the bell

(DING DING DING)

LANA: The winner of your match CHRIS SAINT!!!

{Cut to commercial}

COMMERCIAL FOR FRIDAY NIGHT DEADZONE ON THE 29TH

{Back from commercial}

EDGEBROOK: And now, next, we have the NWA North American Title Match.

JAKE CAGE (C) vs. JACKSON DANE
NWA NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH

{{The lights dim and over the P.A. we here "I stand Alone" by Godsmack, the fans are quiet at first, confused a bit then the jumbotron lights up and shows the words "Main Event" in white on the black screen, the places gives off major heel heat....and we see captures of Dane nailing the "Spotlight" on Kid Ego, next is Lion Jennings in the "Fifteen minutes of fame", the place gives off major heel heat almost drowning out the music}}

"I�ve told you this once before you cant control me,

if you try to try take me down your gonna freak,

I feel your angry thoughts,

think that you�re too good for me,

I�m thinking you are a failure all the way....

EDGEBROOK: Here we go! Jackson Dane vs Jake Cage for the NWA North American title!

TIMMONS: Seems like Dane has gotten some new music here, a bit of things to come?

{{Right as it hits Dane comes out from the back, he walks out in his black wrestling tights that gleam in the light, no shirt on and the "Main Event" title around his waist, the fans boo right as it hits}}

EDGEBROOK: Lots of love here for Jackson, they love the "Main Event" champion

TIMMONS: Those boos will soon turn into cheers when they see his greatness realized!

{{Dane makes his way down the ramp and into the ring}}

[One red spotlight shines down on the entranceway, as 'Sonne' by Rammstein begins to count up.]

EIN....

ZWEI.....

DREI.....

VIER.......

FUNF...!

[An engine roars under the theme music, added in as backgrtound noise to the theme song. The Team NWA logo fades into the screen.]

SECHS....

SIEBEN....

AUCH...

NEUN....

AUS!

Lana: And entering the ring now, repreesnting Acadian Wrestling. from Dieppe New Brunswick Canada, weighing in at 116 kilograms...

[The beat picks up Jake Cage enters, in dark shades and a black leather jacket, with a silver dragon logo on the back and the Team NWA logo on the inside of the dragon. He walks to the ring followed by his crew with a sly, confident expression.]

Lana: He is one-half of the GLWA tag team champions, and the National Wrestling Alliance's North American Champion....Jake 'Hardcore' Cage!

[A steady chourus of boos reign down on the North American champion as he steps into the ring.]

KING: You know there is a plus side to this match for Team NWA.

BODIN:Which is?

KING: No matter who wins here tonight, the title is guaranteed to stay within the team.  Team NWA wis again!

BODIN: So you think Jake Cage won't turn on Jackson Dane if the 'Main Event' costs him his new title?

KING: Of course, Team NWA is strong.

BODIN: Geez King, you'd think you were a member or something the way you talk them up.

KING: I'm enteraining offers.

{Cage hands the title to David Barnhouse, who in turn shows it to the crowd, then hands it to Lana on the outside}

{DING, DING}

EDGEBROOK: Cage offers a handshake, but Dane looks at it with an angered look on his face.

KING: He finally takes Cage's hand...PUT PULLS HIM TOWARDS HIMSELF AND HITS CAGE WITH A MONSTER CLOTHESLINE!!!  Dane goes for the early cover.

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KICKOUT!!

TIMMONS: Both men to their feet, just staring at each other.  Look at the look on Cage's face.  If looks could kill.

KING: Yours could.

TIMMONS: Shut your filthy mouth, Dick King!

EDGEBROOK: Dane is just smirking in their.  Both men lock up, Cage gets the advantage, kicking Dane in the gut.  He grabs him, HUGE powerslam!!

BODIN: Cage goes for the quick cover, they both want this one over with.

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KICKOUT!!!

EDGEBROOK: Both men up, standing toe to toe across from one another, Dane extending a hand out to Cage.

TIMMONS: A true sportsman that Dane is!

BODIN: Is Cage going to accept it after what Dane did to him a few seconds ago?

((Cage shakes Jackson�s hand and they both nod at each other, right after the handshake Cage goes for a quick clothesline and Jackson ducks it))

KING: That�s a fair move......

BODIN: Who the hell are you rooting for?

TIMMONS: The winner......

((Jackson quicky spins around only to be met with a boot to the gut by Cage, Jake grabs the hunched over Jackson and slams his head right off the canvas))

EdDGEBROOK: Big move there by Cage, he needs to be on the offensive all match to keep the big man out of it.

TIMMONS: Go team NWA!

((Cage lifts Dane up off the mat, and quickly slams him back down with a quick suplex, he walks over and nails Dane with a quick kick to the gut while he�s down))

BODIN: He�s keeping Jackson off his feet, trying to neutralize his power advantage.

TIMMONS: Dane is up though, courtesy of Jake

((Jake lifts Dane up and goes for another suplex on the big man))

EDGEBROOK: Dane blocks it, now he hits a suplex of his own and Cage is down....

KING: Go Team NWA!

((Jackson quickly gets on top of Jake and starts throwing lefts and rights into his head, the ref comes over and issues a 5 count and Jackson gets up, he lifts Cage up to his feet and tosses him into the ropes, on the comeback Dane nails a back body drop on Jake and Cage is a little out of it))

EDGEBROOK: Jake getting back to his feet, I don�t think he knows where he is.....

KING: Oh boy Oh boy........

((As Cage spins around he�s met with a Spear courtesy of the challenger, Dane almost breaks Cage in half, the impact takes him a few feet across the ring))

BODIN: Could it be this quickly?

TIMMONS: Dane has him, he�s got him up.......

EDGEBROOK: SPOTLIGHT! Oh my god he hit it already!

KING: We have a new champ!!!

EDGEBROOK: The cover by Dane.....

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3....NO!!

EDGEBROOK: Cage got his foot on the rope!

TIMMONS: Go team NWA?

KING: Shut up you idiot!

BODIN: Dane is up and he can�t believe it....he�s arguing with the ref....

EDGEBROOK: Schoolboy roll up by Cage!

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Kickout!!

((Dane kicks out with authority, he grabs Cage and just slams him down in a monstorous powerslam, Dane signals he�s going up top, he climbs to the top turnbuckle))

EdDGEBROOK: Dane is going airborne!

TIMMONS: And lift-off!

((Dane takes flight with a top rope elbow drop, and Cage rolls out of the way, Dane smashes into the mat....clutching his arm in pain))

BODIN: Once again.....

KING: Dane misses!

EDGEBROOK: Cage up on his feet.  He grabs Dane's legs...SHARPSHOOTER!!!

BODIN: Look at the pain in Jackson's face.  Wait...he's reaching for the ropes.

KING: HE GRABS!!!  Cage has to let go.  Both men are up.  Cage turns around and is grabbed by Dane.

[Jackson Dane whips Jake Cage across the ropes and hits him with a high cross-body block.]

EDGEBROOK: Hard drop by Jackson Dane. I think Jake Cage thought he was just going to roll over or something.

TIMMONS: Well of course, I mean what kind of North American champ would Jackson Dane make?

BODIN: I think he'd be a great one, actually.

KING: You've got to be dreaming.

[Jake gets up and evade a lunge by Jackson, grabbing Dane's ankle and applying an anklelock, leaving the challenger to scramble for the ropes.]

KING: Jake's teasing for a submission hold again. That's what makes him dangerous.

EDGEBROOK: Cage lets go and Dane is back to his feet.  He turns around.  Kick to the gut.  Cage grabs Dane, picks him up into the air....CAGE DRIVER ONTO JACKSON DANE!!!

KING: Cage goes for the pin.

1...

2...

3...

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TIMMONS: BARNHOUSE IS UP AND HE'S CALLING FOR THE BELL.  JAKE CAGE RETAINS THE NORTH AMERICAN TITLE!!!

{Dane rolls out of the ring, holding his neck as Cage is handed the North American Title}

BODIN: Look at Dane now, just walking up the entrance ramp, this could be the end of an era for Team NWA.

{The cameras show Dane walking up the ramp, then stopping to look at the GLWA-A-Tron, which in turn shows Jake Cage holding up his NWA North American Title.  The scene then fades to a GLWA Logo, then goes off the air}

CAGE: Lariat, powerslam, backbreaker,fisherman's suplex, gutbuster, dvd, piledriver, chop,
sharpshooter, chop block, spinebuster, atomic drop, sidewalk slam, fistdrop, cobra
clutch, bookend, spear

1.

DANE:

Spear, Belly to back Suplex, Tornado DDT, Atomic drop, Back breaker, Powerbomb, Power slam, back body drop, Somoan drop, Firemans carry into a powerslam (Career buster), top rope elbow drop, belly to belly suplex, rolling german suplex, skull crusher, face plant

Edgebrook: both men are in the ring, standing toe to toe across from one another, Dane extending a hand out to Cage.

Timmons: A true sportsman that Dane is!

Edgebrook: let the cheating and backstabbing begin....

((Cage shakes Jackson�s hand and they both nod at each other, right after the handshake Cage goes for a quick clothesline and Jackson ducks it))

Edgebrook: It starts from the beginning......

Timmons: That�s a fair move......

Edgebrook: Who the hell are you rooting for?

Timmons: The winner......

((Jackson quicky spins around only to be met with a boot to the gut by Cage, Jake grabs the hunched over Jackson and slams his head right off the canvas))

Edgebrook: Big move there by Cage, he needs to be on the offensive all match to keep the big man out of it.

Timmons: Go team NWA!

((Cage lifts Dane up off the mat, and quickly slams him back down with a quick suplex, he walks over and nails Dane with a quick kick to the gut while he�s down))

Edgebrook: He�s keeping Jackson off his feet, trying to neutralize his power advantage.

Timmons: Dane is up though, courtesy of Jake

((Jake lifts Dane up and goes for another suplex on the big man))

Edgebrook: Dane blocks it, now he hits a suplex of his own and Cage is down....

Timmons: Go Team NWA!

((Jackson quickly gets on top of Jake and starts throwing lefts and rights into his head, the ref comes over and issues a 5 count and Jackson gets up, he lifts Cage up to his feet and tosses him into the ropes, on the comeback Dane nails a back body drop on Jake and Cage is a little out of it))

Edgebrook: Jake getting back to his feet, I don�t think he knows where he is.....

Timmons: Oh boy Oh boy........

((As Cage spins around he�s met with a Spear courtesy of the challenger, Dane almost breaks Cage in half, the impact takes him a few feet across the ring))

Edgebrook: Could it be this quickly?

Timmons: Dane has him, he�s got him up.......

Edgebrook: Spotlight! Oh my god he hit it already!

Timmons: We have a new champ!!!

Edgebrook: The cover by Dane.....

1........

2.........

3....NO!!

Edgebrook: Cage got his foot on the rope!

Timmons: Go team NWA?

Edgebrook: Shut up you idiot!

Timmons: Dane is up and he can�t believe it....he�s arguing with the ref....

Edgebrook: Schoolboy roll up by Cage!

1........

2........

Kickout!!

((Dane kicks out with authority, he grabs Cage and just slams him down in a monstorous powerslam, Dane signals he�s going up top, he climbs to the top turnbuckle))

Edgebrook: Dane is going airborne!

Timmons: And lift-off!

((Dane takes flight with a top rope elbow drop, and Cage rolls out of the way, Dane smashes into the mat....clutching his arm in pain))

Edgebrook: Once again.....

Timmons: Dane misses!

**Middle Spot**

Edgebrook: Timmons, Cage has really taken over here, he�s handing it to Jackson now, I think he�s wore the big man down.......

((Cage is working over Jackson, he lifts him up and tosses him off the ropes.....on the comeback Dane is met with a spear of his own by Jake Cage))

Edgebrook: He almost killed Dane!

Timmons: I think it�s over......Team NWA wins!

((Cage picks Dane up and signals for his finisher.....))

Edgebrook: Cage is gonna end it.......

((While Cage has Dane set up Dane sneaks in a low blow that the ref misses and Cage doubles over))

Timmons: It ain�t over yet baby!

Edgebrook: The cheating continues!

((Dane bounces off the ropes and Cage ducks out of the way, sending Jackson over the top, on the way over Jackson catches the ref and puts him down))

Edgebrook: Oh boy......

Timmons: And the fun begins!

((Cage follows Jackson out, he grabs a chair and folds it in half, then damn near folds it over Dane�s head))

Edgebrook: Oh man.....Dane is busted open!

((Cage grabs the downed Dane and tosses him into the ringpost....))

Timmons: Dane reverses! Cage�s back rammed right into the ring post!!

Edgebrook: Dane is hunched over catching his breathe, Cage is against the post holding his back in agony these two men are destroying each other!

Timmons: Cage looks like he�s gonna try to take advantage of the winded Dane, back and all...

((As Cage goes over to the hunched over Dane he goes to grab him by the shoulder, as he does.......

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!

((The fans let out a major amount of heat at Dane))

Edgebrook: Oh my god! Dane was playing possum!

Timmons: For whom the Bell tolls! It tolls for Cage!

((Dane tosses Cage back into the ring, Dane slides back in and revives the ref, Dane walks over and goes for the cover...))

Edgebrook: he�s gonna try and end it here.......

1..........

2........

3! NO!!!!

Timmons: How the hell!

Edgebrook: Cage kicked out again, apparently it took to long to get the ref back in it!

**End Spot**

Edgebrook: These two men are bloody and battered and both are just worn down to their bones....

Timmons: Team NWA! Team NWA!

((Cage goes after Dane, he picks him up and Dane drops to a knee, Cage lifts him up again and drops a perfect suplex, he grabs Dane again and after a atomic drop sends him into the ropes))

Edgebrook: No gas left for either man, Dane off the ropes....

Timmons: He leap frogged Cage!

((Cage is shocked and as he turns around Dane splits him with a spear))

Edgebrook: Another big spear by Dane!

Timmons: Can he do it!?

((Dane lifts Cage up onto his shoulders into a fireman�s carry, he tosses him up...DDT Right into the mat))

Edgebrook: Oh what a move!

Timmons: A career ender by Dane!

((Jackson can barely stand and Cage is down.....he walks over and grabs Cage by his feet))

Edgebrook: Can he do it.......

Timmons: He�s dragging Cage to the center of the ring......

((Dane puts his legs through and locks it in, he turns Cage over......))

Edgebrook: He�s got it! It�s locked

Timmons: Cage trying to fight out of it....

Edgebrook: Fifteen minutes of fame!!!

((Cage won�t give in, Dane sits back and Jake lets out a scream of agony))

Edgebrook: He�s tapping!!

Timmons: Dane won! Dane Won...I told you team NWA would win!!

Edgebrook: Dane let�s go, he�s handed the NWA NA Belt, he drops to his knees.......Jackson Dane, the first GLWA Superstar to hold a NWA belt......

Timmons: I�m so proud......

(("I Stand Alone" by Godsmack hits over the P.A, Dane is up and climbs to the second turnbuckle, Cage is laying on the mat outside the ring, Jackson points at the backstage area and screams "I stand Alone! I Stand ALONE!!, he picks up a TEAM NWA t-shirt and tosses it to the ground.......))

Dane: Raper you�re next! I�m coming for you Joe!!!

"I stand alone....

Inside I stand alone...."

{{Dane walks out and the pyros go off, he makes his way to the ring and just climbs in handing his title off to the ring announcer and waits for Jake Cage}}

KING: Look...Dane just picked up Jake Cage's NWA North American Title.  AND CAGE JUST GRABBED IT TOO.  Both men are holding the NA Title, staring at each other.

BODIN: That's all our time tonight folks...Goodnight and God Bless.

{Camera's show Jake Cage and Jackson Dane, both holding the NWA North American Title, staring at each other...as President Letner is seen smiling in the ring.  The scene fades out to a GLWA logo, then nothing}