Rick: We're back! It's time for our first matchup. And this one should prove to be a stellar match. Logan and Matt Saunders, the IWA Cruiserweight champion, to battle it out for the seventh spot in the IWA tournament.

Eddie: It's a good thing Jim Dalton isn't here. You know he and Logan have unfinished business.

("What's This Life For" by Creed hits. The fans cheer for the former IWA International champ, as he heads down to the ring.)

Rick: Logan is always a popular favorite in the IWA.

(Logan slides in the ring.)

Eddie: Yeah, he is. Maybe they feel bad cuz he doesn't have anyone.

("Shook Ones" by Mobb Deep hits the PA. More cheers from the fans. Matt "Showtime" Saunders, the IWA Cruiserweight champ steps onto the ramp, title firmly, and proudly around his waist. "Showtime" hits the ring. He bounces off the ropes, stretching a bit. Saunders hands his belt away.)

Rick: This isn't a cruiserweight title match. This is solely for entrance into the IWA title tournament.

(The bell sounds as the two men begin circling. Finally they lock up. Logan with a side headlock. Saunders reverses it into a hammer lock. He throws Logan into the ropes, but Saunders reverses it! Saunders comes back, and receives a knee to the gut. Logan throws him in the corner. He jumps with a dropkick into Saunders's chest. "Showtime" falls down. Logan climbs up, and jumps onto the ropes, springing over onto Saunders!)

Rick: Impressive!

Eddie: T'was indeed.

(Logan spins Saunders around, and a lazy cover, 1..................2............ Saunders kicks out easily. Logan brings the Cruiserweight champ up. He sets up for a belly-to-back suples, but Saunders counters with a snapmare, into a headlock! Logan fights up to his feet, but Saunders throws him down with a dragon suplex!)

Eddie: Beautiful move!

Rick: Both these guys are so good. Whoever wins this will surely be called an underdog in the IWA title tournament, but they just might surprise a few people.

(Saunders climbs up to the top rope. He signals for something big! He leaps off with a huge elbow drop! But Logan moves! Both men are down. But not out, as they both begin to shuffle around. Logan's up first. He takes Saunders up. Logan whips him into the corner, charges, and splashes the Cruiserweight champion! Logan keeps him in the corner. He climbs up. Logan sits Saunders on the top rope. Then, they are both standing. Logan lifts him up, and slams him down with a HUGE belly-to-belly off the top rope! He hooks the legs, 1..................2....................3!)

Rick: NOO! ONLY TWO!!

Eddie: I can't believe he kicked outta that!!! (Logan can not believe it! He complains to the ref. The ref yells back. Logan is getting more and more upset at the ref!)

Rick: Listen to the fans!

Eddie: You tell 'em, Logan.

( They have a heated arguement, when Saunders rolls Logan up from behind! 1..................2..................3!!)

Rick: THREE!!!

Eddie: NO!!! ONLY TWO!! HOLY.....

Rick: Sooooooo close!

(Logan grabs Saunders by his forearm and attempts to Irish whip him off the ropes, but Saunders reverses it and sends Logan crashing into the referee.)

Rick:� Ouch!

Eddie: That was intentional.

(Saunders lifts Logan up to his feet, delivering punches to his face. Then he scoop slams him to the mat.)

Rick:� Wait a minute! There's Chris Fury!

Eddie:� Well it didn't take him long to come out after the ref went down.� Geez!

(Fury slides into the ring with sledgehammer in hand.)

Eddie:� Oh my!� Saunders just turned around and was met with a sledgehammer shot to the gut by Fury.!

(Fury drops the sledgehammer and then delivers The Unwilling Denial to Saunders.)

Rick:� And now Fury lays Saunders out with that cradle DDT of his!

Eddie:� And Fury takes off through the crowd like a coward!� That's my type of guy!� You may think he's crazy but that was a genius attack!

Rick: What's with him?

The ref is back up. Logan slowly crawls over to make the cover.)

(1.............................2.......................)

Rick: NO! He kicked out of that! Wow, I thought that was it.

(Logan lifts Saunders up, very frustrated now. He launches him in the corner. A charge and an elbow to the face. Saunders drops down. Logan climbs over him, pulling back on the neck. He tells the ref to check him, but Saunders isn't tapping. Logan releases the hold, only to drag him up by the hair. Logan throws him in the ropes.. no, Saunders reverses it.. Logan bounces back, and out of nowhere, it's the Agony of Defeat!)

Rick: Saunders just hit Logan with his running Death Valley Driver!

Eddie: Absolutely out of nowhere.

(He drapes the arm over Logan's chest!)

(1................................2.................................3!)

Rick: Matt Saunders moves on to the tournament field of 8. Despite Fury's interference.

Eddie: Only one more spot to fill. Will it be Tanis, or.... Buzz?

Rick: We're back, in the "Garden City" of Ontario.

Eddie: Garden city?

Rick: Yeah. Well, there are a lot of trees here. I mean, for a city of 150,000 people, there are tons of trees. Trees trees trees, Eddie. Trees.

Eddie: Ah, I understand.

Rick: OK fans, up next we have two guys making their IWA debut tonight.

Eddie: This'll be a big match for both guys, looking to establish themselves in the IWA.

("Sabotage" by the Beastie Boys hits. Out steps Mike Barcore. He has a title around his waist. Barcode walks down the aisle, relatively unknown to the St. Catharines crowd. Barcode hops in the ring. He hands his title belt away.)

Rick: The HCWF Hardcore champion. Barcode is no stranger to the art of garbage can swinging.

Eddie: It's a beautiful thing, really.

(Suddenly, "American Badass" plays.)

Eddie: I love this song.

Rick: That's not true...

Eddie: I know.

("Superstar" Colin Baird steps out. He looks at Barcode. Then, he gives a cocky half-smile to the crowd. Baird heads to the ring and slides in. He raises his arms to a little ovation from the unfamiliar Canadian crowd.)

(The bell sounds and we're off! Baird and Barcore begin to circle each other. Baird with a knee to the gut before they can lock up. Barcore is whiped into the ropes. He ducks a clothesline, bounces off the next set of ropes and leapfrogs over "Superstar" Baird. Baird goes for a dropkick, but Barcore hooks the ropes, stopping him immediately. He quickly boots "Superstar" CB in the chest, before dropping down to choke him. The ref counts, 1-2-3-4... he releases. But he immediately chokes down his opponent for another 4 and a half seconds.)

Eddie: Illegalness rules!

(Barcode bounces off the ropes with a rolling senton, but Baird lifts his knees up. Both men are back up to their feet and Baird rakes the face. He whips Barcore in the ropes and powerslams him to the mat! Hooks the legs, 1....................2................ kick out. He lifts him up and another scoop, dropping him down with a backbreaker across his knees. Baird holds onto him, lifting him back up, and throwing him over his head with a nice fallaway slam.)

Rick: Colin Baird utilizing his power advantage here.

Eddie: I... AM... an AMERICAN BADASS!

Rick: The always relevent Eddie Reagan, folks.

(CB whips the HCWF Hardcore champ in the corner. Barcode bounces out into an overhead suplex. Baird now climbs to the top rope. He leaps off with a huge airtime splash!)

Eddie: Barcore rolls out of the way, just in time!

(The two men begin rolling around the ring and finally to their feet, Barcode first. He swings and connects with a right hand. Baird blocks the next, but the third shot slips through. Bardcore with a kick to the stomach and a DDT. He covers, 1........................2................. not quite, Barcode... not quite.)

Eddie: Not quite indeed.

Rick: That's only remotely funny, Vincent.

Eddie: ... I am currently confused.

(Back to the match now. Mike Barcode grabs CB's legs and hits a two-legged legdrop in the central region. Now, he decides to climb to the top rope. Barcode leaps off with a moonsault, beautifully executed! He hooks the legs!)

Rick: ONE.......TWO......

Eddie: Thr... no! Not yet.

(Barcode drags his opponent back up. He whips him into the corner and Barcode charges. But CB charges out, and plants Barcode with a dropkick to the mouth. He runs into the ropes, stepping on Barcode in the process. CB drops a legdrop onto Barcode's neck. Now, he lifts him back up and back down with a side-Russian legsweep. Baird celebrates with the crowd, but realizes they don't like him much. Pity.)

Eddie: You have to win a few matches to get the fans behind you.

Rick: That's not entirely true, Rick. Remember Seth Christopher 2 weeks ago?

Eddie: Oh yeah. Well that's because we all hate Buzz so much.

(Barcode back up. CB stuns him with an atomic drop. He scoops him up and sets up for a piledriver.)

Rick: I've seen this move. He's going for the Starstruck Piledriver!

(But, ever the opportunist, Barcore low blows CB and falls over to his feet. He turns around with a spinkick to the gut, grabs his head, spins around and drops him with a reverse neckbreaker!)

Eddie: Armageddon! He calls that the Armageddon!

(A cover! ONE..........................TWO........................THREE!)

Rick: He got him!

Eddie: I predict we'll be seeing more of the guy with the weird name in the future.

(Cut backstage. We see some back doors to the arena. A few seconds pass, and Byron Tanis enters through them. Cheers and boos. Lots of both.)

Rick: There's Tanis! Wait 'til he finds out about his match.

Eddie: That's gonna be sweet!

Rick: �Up next we have a match between two men who have been on the receiving end of upsets so far in the IWA�

Eddie: �That�s right. Seth Christopher shocked a lot of people with his upset win over Buzz Tyler, while Burke used everything he had to defeat a very game Dark Icon last week.�

Rick: �What a war between Dark Icon and Burke last week. Both men pulled out all of the stops and gave the crowd one hell of a show.�

Eddie: �After the match out of frustration DI decimated Burke with an array of power moves and left him laying. That could be a factor in this match. Has Burke healed?�

Rick: �The other question has to be who can stop Christopher�s hot streak? He seems poised to become a name here in the IWA�

(The lights go completely black, filling the arena with darkness. It last for a few seconds, when the roar of a tiger fills the ears of all in the arena. Suddenly blue light pulsates to the opening riffs of �Eye of the Tiger� by Survivor.)

Eddie: �Here�s that song again. It�s giving me goosebumps. I want to wrestle��

Rick: �That would be a huge mistake. Sit down and be quiet.�

Eddie: �Whatever.�

Risin' up, back on the street / Did my time, took my chances / Went the distance now I'm back on my feet / Just a man and his will to survive

(Blue fireworks blast and the lights fade up to reveal �The Tiger� Adam Burke on the entrance ramp.)

So many times it happens too fast / You trade your passion for glory / Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past / You must fight just to keep them alive

(The crowd cheers the unusually calm and focused Burke, and some even chant along to the lyrics. Adam examines the crowd, removes his shades, and throws them into the crowd, and gives the arena a double fisted salute.)

It's the eye of the tiger / It's the thrill of the fight

(Adam descends the entrance ramp and high fives fans on the way down.)

Rising up to the challenge of our rival

(Burke rolls under the ropes, stands up and stares down Seth.)

And the last known survivor / Stalks his prey in the night / And he's watching us all with the eye, of the tiger

[�Hillbilly shoes� by Montgomery Gentry begins to play as the fans look to the ramp to see Seth Christopher making his way down the aisle. The fans are pretty neutral with him as there is a mix of cheers with boos. Seth climbs into the ring and the bell rings.]

Rick: �This has the makings of a real nail biter. Both men looking to prove to the world that there wins were not flukes.�

[ Collar and elbow tie up, which Burke uses to take Seth down with an arm drag into fugibara arm bar. Burke begins to crank on the arm as Seth moves and kips up and knees Burke into the gut. Seth then takes Burke down with a huge DDT. He goes for the cover 1�..2 barely a two.]

Rick: �A huge DDT already. Almost the end of the match there.�

Eddie: �Both men right for the win here.�

[Both men to their feet as they begins to trade lefts and rights. Seth takes a swing but Burke ducks and counters with a roundhouse kick the gut that sends Seth back. Burke follows it up with a bicycle kick to the head of Seth that sends him down.]

[The crowd oooh�s at the impact of that kick.]

[The ref checks on Seth who is holding his face and we see a cut just under the eye of Seth. Burke hops on top of him and begins to mount him with a fury of punches to the face and head. Seth does his best to cover up but he is getting hit more then he is blocking. Seth begins to shift his weight and escapes and takes burke down. Burke rolls over onto his stomach to cover up but Seth locks him up in a rear naked choke.]

Rick: Christopher will not relinquish.

[Burke begins to crawl to the ropes and gets there. Seth breaks the hold and stands Burke up. Front face lock by Seth into a vertical suplex position, Seth drops down and hits Burke with a brain buster.]

Rick: �Did you see Burke�s neck snap on that one?�

Eddie: �That could�ve been career threatening. It was executed sort of sloppy.�

[Seth is pleased as Burke is in a lot of pain. Seth bounces off the ropes and comes off with a leg drop across the throat. Seth stands up and glares into the crowd to a mix of cheers and boo�s. Seth picks Burke up and whips him into the ropes, Burke comes off and Seth catches him with a huge spine buster. Burke lands hard on the back of his head.]

[Crowd Pop.]

Rick: �The pace to this match is fast, as I expected it would be.�

Eddie: �Burke needs to find some offence before it�s too late. CHEAT IF YOU HAVE TOO!!�

Rick: �That�s terrible.�

[Seth moves Burke near the corner and goes up to the top rope. He stands there and raises his arms, he comes off with a huge elbow, but Burke is able to roll out of the way. Burke gets to his feet at the same time as Seth, Burke drop kicks Seth in the knees which takes him down. Burke picks him up and begins to lay into him with a fury of stiff kicks to the gut and chest. Seth is still standing but is wobbling. Burke comes off and hits him with a fame asser face buster.]

[Burke runs towards the corner and springs up to the top rope. He leaps off with a huge flying leg drop. The crowd ooh�s as Seth is in trouble. Burke goes for the cover 1��2��thr NO!! Somehow Seth gets his shoulder up.]

Rick: �Close call there. What action.�

[Burke stays on the attack. He hooks Seth up in a waistlock and hits him with a belly to belly roll over suplex into a pin. 1��.2��.NO!! Seth again with the shoulder up. Burke on offence still as he gets behind Seth and launches him backwards, dumping him on his neck and holding for a pin from the german suplex 1��.2��3!NO!!!!!]

[Huge Ooh�s from the crowd, they thought it was over.]

Eddie: �Both of these guys won�t go down without a fight.�

Rick: �I don�t know how many more of those suplexs Seth can take though.�

[Burke a little discouraged but picks Seth up who is out on his feet. Burke runs off of the ropes and comes off and executes a huge spinning heel kick to the face of Seth.]

[OOOOOOHHHH! He almost kicked his head off.]

[The blood begins to pour a little more out of the wound on Seth�s face. Burke runs and does a small pump splash on top of Seth and gets the cover 1���2���3.NO!! This is insane. Burke begins to snarl a bit. He picks the bigger Seth up and attempts a tombstone and just out of instinct Seth begins to move his legs and reverses the leverage and now has Burke in the tombstone position. Seth falls and nails Burke with a tombstone and just falls on top of him as the ref counts 1��..2���3NO!!!! Burke is able to get out.]

[Ooh�s from the crowd.]

Eddie: �Man, this is intense. I�m beginning to sweat.�

Rick: �This could be the show stealer.�

[Seth begins to wrench on the neck of Burke but Burke�s legs are under the ropes so the hold is broken. Seth gets to his feet, his face is bloody but Burke�s neck is in rough shape. Seth levels Burke with a huge standing clothesline and takes Burke off of his feet. Seth then runs towards Burke and drops both his knees into the chest of Burke.]

Rick: �You can actually see the breath escaping the lungs of Burke.�

[Seth is on the attack as he picks Burke up and nails him with a huge sit down power bomb. The ref counts 1��.2��.NO!!! Burke is able to roll the shoulder. Seth is irate and grabs Burke and puts him in a front face lock. He begins to turn and nails a hangman�s neckbreaker as Burke�s neck snaps backwards.]

[Pop from the crowd.]

[Set climbs up to the second rope and comes off with a senton splash. He stays on the chest of burke for the cover 1��2��.3NO!! Burke still alive.]

Rick: �How many near falls can we see in one match up?�

Eddie: �I�m starting to think the Eye of the Tiger theme can motivate even the weakest of people to be strong.�

Rick: �Are you calling Adam Burke weak?�

Eddie: �Well no, but an average man would�ve been out along time ago. But Burke is still in this, he has taken a beating and is still alive.�

Rick: �Good point.�

[Both men up as Seth executes a fisherman�s buster on Burke which only applies more pain to the neck of Burke. Seth doesn�t go for the cover, he nails Burke with a reverse DDT and then goes for the cover 1��.2�..3!!!NOOOOOOOOOO!!! Oh my god!]

Rick: �What is it going to take?�

Eddie: �IS there a Mac truck in the back somewhere?�

[Seth is irate. He picks Burke up and slaps on a cobra clutch and begins to frail Burke around like a rag doll. Seth is yelling at the top of his lungs while performing this move. The fans are a little upset at this act of violence.]

Rick: �Seth is pissed. He�s applying super amounts of pressure to the neck of Burke and is yelling in joy.�

Eddie: �Listen to Burke, he�s screaming in pain.�

[The ref is checking on Burke who is in tons of pain. But Burke won�t give up. Instead Burke puts his legs up on the 2nd rope and pushes himself backwards, knocking Seth over. Burke is still locked in the Cobra clutch be he�s on top of Seth. Seth can�t move�the ref goes for the count 1���2���.3!!!!!!!]

[Ding Ding Ding.]

Rick: �Wow, he pulled that out of nowhere. I can�t believe it, Adam Burke is the winner.�

Eddie: �He doesn�t look like the winner. He�s laying there in tons of pain as Seth can�t believe it. �

[We return.]

Eddie: Mornin' fans!

Rick: It's 10 o'clock at night.

Eddie: ... So?

[The lights fade to black without warning, plunging the building into darkness. And then the words on the Loudspeaker, silencing the fans.]

#One more time and youll be dead...
#Least I think thats what they said...
#Forty days wont break a man...
#It was a bullet in his head...

Rick: Looks like we're going to have company.

[Strobe lights begin to appear, focusing on the stage, the rampway the only area lit. As the fans watch in awe, smoke begins to fill the area, rising from the ground, as "Revolution Man" by Union Underground continues to play]

#There's something in the...
#Something in the way you were
#The pain so wrong my friend
#Revolution...revolution man
#Imagine all the people

[And then the atmosphere is cast away with a vicious explosion of blue fire at ringside. The smoke remains though, hanging low over the stage, the lights as well still dim, only the stage and ramp being illuminated. The music picks up now as well, losing it's contemplative tone from before]

#One more time and you'll be dead
#At least I think that's what they said
#Forty days won't break a man
#It was a bullet in his head

[And then, as the smoke begins to clear, the Revolution is there]

#Listen while I load my gun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#It's comin' back to me
#Watch him while I taste the sun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#You'll never be

[The words fade for a moment, the guitar break taking over for the time being. Cheers can be heard now over the arena as the form off Adam Knight is now fully visible. He stands tall, clad in his usual type of attire. Black form hugging jeans, a sleeveless black "Revolution Man" t-shirt. His trademark black leather jacket, nearly reaching the floor, hangs over his muscular form as well, the collar high on his neck. His black hair hangs over his forehead slightly, in front of his dark, intense eyes. He appears more collected then usual, with no match, not showing his usual intensity]

#One last time your medicine
#Swallow hard and take it in
#Lucy's in the sky again
#Trippin' on her diamonds

[At this, Knight shakes himself seemingly out of his daze, and begins to walk down the rampway out from the smoke]

#Listen while I load my gun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#It's comin' back to me

[Knight continues walking, never making an acknowledgement of the screaming around him from the fans, his eyes locked on the ring, his jacket flowing around his form almost like a cloak]

#Watch him while I taste the sun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#Look what youve done...

[The guitar break takes over again, longer this time as Knight turns the corner of the ring, pacing slowly around the ring, surveying his domain, passing the still silent commentators. Save for the ringside area, all is still darkness. Knight places his hand on the ringpost, as the music picks up again]

#Listen while I load my gun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#It's comin' back to me

[Knight then climbs up to the apron, then on to the second turnbuckle outside the ring, acknowledging the fans for the first time tonight. He raises his right fist high into the air, the fans cheering ]

#Watch him while I taste the sun
#He said to me
#Something 'bout a chosen one
#Oh...Look what youve done...

[Knight then hops down off the turnbuckle, over the top rope and lands inside the ring. He moves into the center of the ring then, caught up in the music. He quickly raises his right arm again to the crowd. The music goes into the final break, much faster now]

#Listen while I load my gun
#He said to me
#Look what youve done...

[Knight then brings his arm down violently, and the four ringposts explode with fire, huge columns of flame emitting from the posts]

#Something 'bout a chosen one
#It's comin' back to me
#Look what youve done...

[As the flames subside, the lights return on to normal in the arena, and Knight grabs a microphone from the attendant at ringside, waiting patiently for the music to stop]

#Watch him while I taste the sun
#He said to me

#Look what youve done...

#Something 'bout a chosen one
#You'll never be

[When the music finally subsides, and the fans have calmed down enough, Knight begins to speak]

Knight: There's alot that went down last monday night that I mean to get to, but I will try to keep this as brief as I can, last thing I want to do is keep you people here any longer then you have to be.

[Knight shakes his head slightly, visibly pissed off about something]

Knight: Darrel Besolve...

[Knight pauses, allowing the cheers to rise up from the fans]

Knight: I'm not here to insult you Darrel, because frankly, there is no point in it. You live in your own little world, and only see what you like to see. The only thing I say to you Darrel, is that if you still want a shot at me, you know where to find me.

[Slight pause, the fans silent, listening intently]

Knight: I do have something to say however, to your wife, Alexis.

[Knight pauses again, as if having a hard time speaking, the fans watch, waiting to hear what it could be]

Knight: I'm sorry.

[While the fans are visibly surprised at this, to see Adam Knight standing in the center of the ring, apologizing to the wife of his opponent. Knight however, swallows his pride, and continues]

Knight: Though I do not think the ring is a safe place for a wrestler's wife, I understand why you were there, and I apologize for last week. It was an accident, that I hurt you, but still, hurting a woman is something I don't do. It may mean nothing to you, but I wanted to say it.

[Knight allows this to sink in, before his features change considerably, a much more angry look on his face now]

Knight: And finally, that brings us, to the Nighthawk. The Lord of the Ring, Byron Tanis...

[Cue some boos here, while most are furious at Tanis' actions of last week, there are still some who are loyal to him]

Knight: You arrogant, pathetic little son of a [BEEP!]!

[Ok, now they cheer! ALOT!]

Knight: Byron, you may very well be the best NWA world champion in the history of this alliance, I am aware of your history here, and it means [BEEP!] to me! I don't know what you were trying to accomplish last week with all your run ins, maybe it was your last effort at trying to reclaim what you once had, I dont know, and I don't give a rat's [BEEP!].

[Knight's eyes are blazing at this, as he glares at the stage, wishing for Tanis to show his face]

Knight: Because the only things you did accomplish, was to strike a man's wife, assault a friend of mine, cost me a win against a scumbag like Darrel Besolve, and REALLY PISS ME OFF!

[More cheers, people like this guy]

Knight: So im gonna make this real simple for you Byron, anytime, anyplace, any type of match you want, you and me, one on one. No excuses, no bullshit, just me, ripping you apart from one side of the arena to the other!

[Knight's eyes do not lose their intensity as he speaks, continuing to stare at the stage as if this will bring out Tanis. Knight, is rage building begins to pace around the ring slightly]

Knight: And keep in mind Byron, we dont have to be booked for me to hurt you. So you can either accept my challenge, and meet me one on one like a man, save what little face you have left.

[A slight shrug from Knight, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips]

Knight: Or I can hunt you down like the bitch you are.

[Knight pauses, allowing his words to sink in, standing his ground, making it clear he is serious]

Knight: Because one way or another Byron, you are going to pay for what you did.

(Suddenly, "Symphony of Destruction" blares!)

Eddie: There he is! Tanis is answering the call!

(Byron Tanis appears at the entryway and the crowd tears in two. One half is cheering the Canadian hero and the other half is booing. Tanis stands by the ramp, mic in hand. He is silent, while the crowd quiets down.)

Rick: I'm dying to hear what he will say.

Tanis: Adam Knight. It's nice that I get under your skin like I do. It really is.

(Pop from the crowd.)

Tanis: I'd like to fight you tonight, Adam, but we all know I have more important things tonight. But, when I beat Buzz later on, I will be entered in the tournament. And then, maybe I'll see you. And if I don't, do not worry, because the time will definitely come.

(Knight looks angry. He wants a piece now. Suddenly...)

Eddie: WHAT THE HELL???

(Darrel Besolve comes sprinting from the back, wearing a black, Armani suit, and wielding a metallic gray Louisville Slugger.)

Eddie: Look behind you Tanis!

(Byron never saw him coming. Tanis crumbles to the ground after the bat hits him in the back of the knee.)

Eddie: Byron almost went head over heels after that shot.

(Byron sits up on the ground, grabbing at his knee.)

Rick: Can you imagine how hard Darrel Besolve can swing a bat while running? He may be hurt badly. Tanis interfered last week, he had to know that Darrel would come for revenge.

(Without a moment of hesitation, Darrel �chokes up� on the bat and swats Byron dead in the chest. That sends him back to the ground, gasping for air. Adam is in the ring and it is clear by his expression that he doesn�t know how to react.)

Eddie: Revenege in a match, maybe, but not like this.

(Darrel is pulling Byron�s leg out. He is holding the bat just about the grips, where the barrel widens. He holds Byron�s leg up in the air with his left hand. Once he has the right position, he throws a looping, rainbow shot with the bat across Tanis�s knee.)

Eddie: This is sick. He is trying to take him out. He�s not done??

(Darrel, while keeping hold of the bat, locks Tanis in a figure four leglock.)

Eddie: Seriously, somebody should stop this.

(Security runs from the back to break things up. About seven large men, all wearing �IWA Security� tee shirts have Darrel in their sights. He releases the hold quickly, leaving Byron in a heap.)

Rick: Finally.

(Darrel backs up, toward the ring, while pointing the bat at the group of men. They seem disinterested in Darrel now that he has relinquished the hold on Byron. Medical staff runs from the back to check on The Nighthawk.)

Rick: Tanis has a bad history about his knee. I don't think he'll be able to compete later tonight!

Eddie: That was brutal. Wait, is Besolve coming to the ring?

Rick: Yes, he is.

(Sure enough, Darrel is headed straight for Adam. After seeing the lack of interest from the security team, he immediately focused on Adam.)

Rick: Darrel was very upset after last week�s Rush. He feels Adam should have been above taking a win that way.

Eddie: He isn�t an authority on doing the right thing, look what he did to Tanis.

Rick: A man can only be pushed so far.

(Darrel sets the bat on the ring steps, looking up into the ring. He removes his suit jacket, tossing it to the side. He begins removing the under shirt next.)

Rick: He is going the wrestling in slacks and shoes.

Eddie: He has a baseball bat with him too. It is a lot easier to be a tough guy with a baseball bat.

(Darrel grabs the bat and climbs the steps into the ring. Knight, who has stayed in the ring to this point, burns a hole in Darrel with his eyes. Adam hates Besolve and it shows. Darrel, with trademark arrogance, smirks and winks and Knight.)

Rick: What is going to happen? Do you think he will attack Knight too?

Eddie: I don�t know. Normally I would say no, but Besolve has a flare in his eyes tonight.

(Darrel holds the bat to his right and drops it to the ground. He points at Adam and then to himself.)

Darrel: Just you and me, bud; let�s do it!

(The two big men walk toward the center of the ring.)

Rick: Looks like we are going to have an impromptu match after all.

Eddie: The fans are into this. We need a referee.

(Just like that, one runs down to the ring and calls for the bell.)

(Darrel and Adam meet in the center with a collar and elbow tie up. Each man is jocking for position. Knight pushes Besolve back two steps. Darrel retorts, pushing Knight back three steps. The two men exchange the advantage in this little test of strength several times.)

Rick: These guys hate one another and each man wants to prove the other man to be inferior. Neither will give an inch.

(In their twisted dance, they end up in one of the neutral corners. Darrel throws a knee into Adam�s lower abdomen. That breaks the connection between the two. Darrel doesn�t stop with one knee bash; he follows it up quickly with another.)

Eddie: He is digging those knees deep into the midsection.

(Knight throws himself forward, pushing Darrel off of him. He grabs Darrel by the shoulders, swinging into a standing switch. With Darrel in the corner, Knight lowers his shoulder. He begins jamming into Besolve with javelin like force.)

Rick: What a display of power by Adam. Some people say that Adam Knight is a future NeWA World champion.

Eddie: I think he is one of the people spreading that rumor.

(Knight throws his weight into Darrel�s ribs again. The Future lets loose a primal growl as he brings his elbow down, driving it into Knight�s spine. Adam is rocked and Darrel drops another ferocious elbow across Knight�s back. Darrel places his hand on the back of Knight�s neck, holding him down so that his back is exposed.)

Rick: Another one! Adam is stumbling backward, trying to get loose.

(Darrel jumps up, dropping 287 pounds of force into his elbow. Knight hits the mat hard.)

Eddie: This is as intense as we have seen Darrel Besolve in awhile.

(Darrel grabs Knight by the hair, pulling his head back and locking in a sleeper. Adam, who is facedown on the mat, has Besolve on top of him and Darrel large arms wrapped around his head.)

Rick: The Revolution is in a bit of trouble here. Darrel is an expert mat technician he won�t want to let Knight off the canvas.

Eddie: We�ve got company.

(A referee slides into the ring. He stands over Darrel and asks that he break the hold. Darrel pauses, as though he will decline, but then releases Adam. The referee lets each man get to his feet and calls for the bell.)

Rick: This is an official match! Nobody at home should even think about leaving the room.

(As the two reunite, The Revolution pitches Darrel up and over in a snap belly to belly suplex.)

Eddie: You can tell Darrel didn�t expect that move.

(Adam brings Besolve back to his feet. Knight sinks in deep for an armdrag takedown. Knight, still holding The Future�s arm, pulls him back to his feet. Knight jerks him forward, ramming Darrel with his shoulder. Grabbing Darrel�s thick wrist in his right hand, Knight pushes Darrel back with his left. As Darrel gets a small way back, Knight jerks him forward, slamming into him again.)

Rick: Adam Knight has taken control of this one. He is all over Darrel.

(Adam stops the shoulder block, only to Irish whip Besolve into the ropes. Knight charges, lowering his frame�)

Eddie: WOW!

Rick: Spear! What a move by Knight! The momentum took both men outside of the ring, through the middle rope. Darrel folded in half after that move.

(Each man hit the thinly padded concrete in an awkward position. Neither rises quickly. The crowd is cheering their effort. Adam is up first.)

1�2

(He throws an uppercut at Darrel, who still hasn�t gained a solid footing after their fall. Darrel stumbles back. Knight rushes him�)

Eddie: Besolve Spike! Besolve Spike!

3�4

(Darrel crushed the wind out of Adam�s lungs with that spinebuster. Darrel shows no mercy, lifting Knight right back to his feet. The former NeWA World Champion turns around and posts Knight, ramming his face directly into the steel.)

Rick: Besolve is firmly in the driver�s seat now.

5...6

Eddie: That is going to leave a mark.

(Darrel pulls his head back, slamming his face into the steel again. The blue ring post has streaks of red running down it as Darrel hits a third shot.)

Rick: The Future is showing a mean streak here. He is relentless.

7�8

Eddie: Knight is busted open!

(Darrel stops his assault and slides Adam into the ring. He follows him in and makes the cover.)

1�

Rick: Darrel may very well have him�

2�

Eddie: Knight looks out�

3�NO!

Rick: Kick out by Knight at the last possible second. What guts by Knight!

(Darrel glares at the referee before lifting Knight back up for more punishment. Once Adam is on his feet, Darrel takes a few steps backward.)

Eddie: Superkick�

Rick: NO! Knight ducked the kick. Darrel spun in a circle after missing that one.

(Adam scoops Darrel up and spins for a powerslam.)

Rick: That brought Darrel down, but Knight still looks hurt.

Eddie: Who can blame him after that savage polling he took outside?

(Darrel and Adam both get up at nearly the same time, however Darrel swings first. A looping right hand is blocked with Adam�s forearm. Adam shoots in a left hand. He shoots in on Darrel, lifting him into the air.)

Rick: Inverted atomic drop; that one always hurts.

(Darrel tries to walk off the pain, but is clobbered from behind with kick to his kidneys. He doubles over, still trying to escape. Knight grabs Darrel and throws his weight backward�)

Rick: Textbook execution on the German Suplex! He has him bridged!

1�

Eddie:. Darrel could be shocked from this flurry.

2�

Rick: Kickout from Besolve! He barely got his shoulder up. The Revolution had some incredible impact with that suplex.

(Adam rolls out of his bridge, lifting Darrel back up.)

Eddie: He is looking for another suplex!

(Adam slings Darrel back and hits another German Suplex.)

Rick: Darrel�s shoulder and neck are landing flush on the mat every time.

(Adam doesn�t bridge again, this time he just rolls through for another. Darrel, in a last ditch effort, tries to struggle free by shifting his weight to the right. He doesn�t get free, but he makes the move have an off balance opening. Darrel�s feet, which which spin during the awkward suplex, hit the referee right in the face.)

Rick: Oh crap. This always happens to these guys�

(Knight bridges.)

Rick: There is no referee to make the count. It has been three seconds, but would Darrel have kicked if there had actually been a count?

Eddie: Who knows, but The Revolution hasn�t noticed our lack of an official.

(Not hearing a hand hitting the mat, Adam breaks the bridge. He gets to his feet quickly, looking for the referee. He doesn�t see him until scanning the canvas. The ref is down and out. Adam shakes his head, grabbing Darrel to try to maintain an advantage.)

Rick: One thing is for sure; Byron won�t be coming to interfere.

(Knight scoop slams Darrel down. Besolve jumps back to his feet, only to be scoop slammed right back down. Besolve is dazed and Knight lifts him up and into a gorilla press slam. He propels Darrel to the far side corner.)

Eddie: Besolve had some hang time there! Adam threw him halfway across the ring.

Rick: Knight is following him in too.

(Darrel is motionless, face down in the corner. Knight reaches down, lifting him by the hair.)

WHACK

Eddie: OUCH! Did you see that?

Rick: Besolve used the baseball bat! He tattooed Knight right between the eyes. Adam is down and he looks out.

(Darrel isn�t satisfied at all. In a rage that stems from the beating he has received up to this point, he stands over the fallen Knight. Darrel raises the bat slowly, until it is above his head.)

Rick: No. Come on, don�t do it!

Eddie: What the hell, do it!

(He does it. Besolve brings down the face, arching a direct path into Adam�s face. If he bled badly after the post, he is opened three times wider now.)

Rick: Holy cow! That was one of the brutal shots I have ever seen. Knight�s face is busted up really bad.

(Darrel tosses the bat out of the ring. As the camera follows its path, it seems some children crying at ringside; sickened and afraid of how badly Knight looks. Darrel lifts Adam back to his feet.)

Eddie: front chancery by Besolve. He is going for the Light of Judgment!!!!!

Rick: Adam is completely unconscious, this is so wrong!

(The referee begins to stir as Darrel lifts Knight into the vertical suplex position. His feet don�t go straight up into the air; they just dangle as Darrel forces the move on his fallen foe. He drops abruptly into a DDT.)

Rick: LIGHT OF JUDGMENT! Knight may be dead!

Eddie: The referee is getting back to his feet. He saw Besolve hit Knight with the LoJ.

(Darrel doesn�t go for the pin, instead grabbing Adam�s legs.)

Rick: What a sham! Besolve is locking in The Deal Breaker. This is a joke, Knight is already out cold.

(Darrel steps over, locking in the elevated cloverleaf before driving his knee into Adam�s neck.)

Eddie: He�s got it locked in.

Rick: Of course he does, Adam had nothing left to struggle with after that shot from the bat. The ref needs to stop this.

Eddie: Darrel has a sadistic look in his eye; he is pulling back on the Deal Break with all he has to give.

(The referee grabs Knight�s arm and lifts it into the air. It falls quickly.)

Rick: End this! He has had enough!

(Darrel is raises his shoulders for more leverage, bending Knight in a complete crescent moon. The referee raises his hand again. It falls. The crowd is booing more than cheering.)

Eddie: It drops a third time! This one is all over!!!!!!! Darrel Besolve wins!

Rick: How can you say that? He cheated.

(The bell rings, but Darrel continues to apply pressure to Knight.)

Rick: Make him break the damn hold! He could be doing serious damage to Knight�s back!!!!!!

(The referee begins arguing with Darrel to break the hold. Moments pass, Darrel finally releases.)

Rick: Finally.

Eddie: The fans have all but turned on Darrel.

Rick: I wonder why?

(Darrel leaves the ring, for the first time in a long time, to a chorus of boos.)

Rick: Welcome back fans. Well, some interesting things have happened tonight. First we find out that Tanis will battle Buzz for the last spot in the tournament.

Eddie: Despite both already losing their qualifying matches.

Rick: I smell a lot of wrestlers becoming angry over this. I mean, some people didn't even get a shot, but Tanis and Buzz get two.

Eddie: Of course, they are both former champs.

Rick: Yeah. But now, we don't even know if Tanis will be fit to wrestle tonight. Besolve brutally attacked Tanis with a baseball bat earlier tonight. And with Tanis' knee being the focus, who knows. We all know Tanis' bad knee history.

Eddie: Yeah, and Besolve snapped again. This time in his impromptu match with Adam Knight. This time Besolve got the victory, and this time Besolve was the culprit of unfairness. And that's how I like it!

Rick: I dunno. I just hope we aren't disappointed without a main event tonight. But, either way, it's time for our next 'bout.

Eddie: Hardcore match! VIOLENCE RULES!

(Suddenly the house lights in the arena dim, and the entrance area and ring are lit with red spotlights. A red number eight appears on the video screen and a robotic sounding voice calls it out. Numbers begin to countdown on the screen as the voice announces them.)

8, 7, 6, 6, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2 , 1.....

(Suddenly flames of pyro explode from the entrance area and Slipknot's "Heretic Anthem" explodes over the P.A. system.)

Eddie: Uh oh. Here comes Fury.

Rick: We saw Fury make a very impressive return to the IWA last week coming up just short of winning the Cruiserweight title.

(The arena is lit up by flashing red strobe lights. Chris Fury steps out from the curtain and into the arena to a a chorus of boos from the fans. He is still dressed in the tattered and torn, and blood staind clothes that he's been wearing the last few days.)

Eddie: What's wrong with this guy anyway?

Rick: What do you mean?

Eddie: Look at him!

Rick: Maybe he's just trying to start a new fashion trend or something.

Eddie: Shut up Rick!

Rick: Eddie, Eddie, Eddie. You gotta learn to calm down.

(Fury stumbles to the ring with sledge hammer in hand. When he reaches ringside he drops the sledge hammer and slides into the ring.)

Rick: Sledgehammer... eh?

Eddie: Maude.... eh?

Rick: This isn't FOX, Eddie. No Simpsons references.

Eddie: I'll do my best, but no promises.

(The arena is lit up with a dim green glow; the crowd grows silent awaiting the man about to enter the arena. All of a sudden Stick it Up by Slaves on Dope start to echo through the PA system. The sound of the guitar and drums almost shake the arena walls. Smoke starts to fill the entranceway.)

(Through the smoke we can see the figure of a stocky looking figure slowly walking out. As the song continues the smoke clears and we see the figure is none other than Evan Hurley, the violent one himself. Evan is dressed in a black HCWF t-shirt, long green wrestling tights with a black V down the left side, and black boots with green V�s on each side. With a quick snap of his head his hair is out of his eyes, a cocky smile flashes over Evan�s face. With that Evan walks down to the ring.)

Rick: And we're all set. This should get violent!

(The bell sounds. Fury stares at Evan, a demonic grin on his face. Suddenly, he attacks but Hurley kicks him in the stomach. Evan hits a few European uppercuts and tosses Fury into the ropes. Fury bounces back with much force and tackles Evan down. Fury wailing on him now, with right hands from hell.)

Fury: I'm gonna kill you Saunders!

Eddie: Uh...

Rick: Yes Eddie. We heard it to.

(Fury finally relinquishes his attack only to roll out for some weapons. Under the ring, he finds a good ol' table. He sets it up at ringside. From the ring comes Evan with a suicide dive. Both men crash hard on the ground. But Evan gets to his feet first. He makes use of garbage can from under the ring. Hurley takes off the lid and clocks Fury with it numerous times in the head. Now, Evan puts the garbage can over Fury, trapping him inside. He grabs a chair and does a number on the garbage can, rattling the hell out of Fury. Chris drops to his knees and Evan wails on him some more.)

Rick: Damn. He's violent.

(Evan throws down the chair. He reaches under the ring and grabs a second table. Hurley sets it up next to the first. He turns back to Fury, who has gotten to his feet.)

(CRACK!)

Rick: My god! Fury just speared him with the garbage can still around his body!

Eddie: How in the hell did he know where to go?

(Fury struggles a bit and manages to remove the chair. He looks quite rattled, but he did before the match anyway. Fury reaches in the under-ring of doom and pulls out a pair stop signs. Yes, two of them. With one in each hand, he sandwiches Hurley's head in a brutal looking spot. Fury now grabs his sledgehammer he brought. The former IWA Extreme champ swings it again, giggling like a mad man. Evan is up but is dazed. Fury swings... DING! Hurley ducked just in time for the sledgehammer to nail the ringpost.)

Eddie: Jeepers creepers! He dented the damn ringpost.

(It's true. There is a fair sized dent, very visible. Hurley kicks Fury in the stomach, and he drops the sledgehammer. Evan whips Fury into the steel guardrail. Now, he pulls out a little squirt bottle tucked away in his tights.)

Evan: You people want to see how hardcore I can get?

(Evan squirts liquid all over the two tables.)

Eddie: Sweet mother...

(Now, Evan pulls out a lighter.)

Rick: He's not gonna...

(No! Fury jumps him from behind, wailing on him some more, screaming Saunders' name followed by random expletives. Fury grabs the lighter on the ground. Sinister evilness in his eyes as he flicks it on and lights the two tables ablaze!)

Eddie: WOOHOOO!

Rick: This is not good! Not good at all!

Eddie: Screw you! This rocks!

(Fury drags Hurley up. He sets him up for a suplex onto the blazing table. No, it's blocked! Hurley counters with a back-body-drop onto the thinly patted floor. Now, he rolls Fury in the ring. Hurley heads over to the announce table.)

Rick: May I help you?

(Evan shoves Rick off his chair and grabs it, folding it up. He rolls in the ring.)

Eddie: Ha!

Rick: What the hell was that? There's chairs everywhere! And he takes mine. Seriously... the bastard!

(Hurley whips Fury into the corner. He sets the chair up in front of the corner and takes a running start. Hurley propels himself up with the chair, but Fury moves out of the way. Fury quickly grabs the chair and throws it over his shoulder, connecting with Hurley's head. We now get a shot of the tables, still flaming.)

Rick: We need to get someone down here to put that out.

Eddie: No way, Rick. I'll kill anyone who does!

(Back in the ring, Fury bulldogs Evan to the mat. Fury climbs up to the top rope. Facing the crowd, he leaps backwards, connecting with a moonsault! He covers!)

Rick: ONE...........TWO..........No! Evan barely out.

(Now Fury pulls him back to his feet. He throws Evan into the ropes. Fury ducks down for a back-body drop, but Evan spots it, and kicks Fury in the face with authority! Evan grabs Fury by the hair and whips him over the top rope!)

(CRASH!)

Eddie: Oh my God! Oh my God! Fury just went through two flaming tables!

Rick That was ugly! That was devastating!

Eddie: That was great!

(Fury lies in pain and quickly realizes his shirt is on fire! He gets up and scambles around!)

Rick: STOP DROP AND ROLL, CHRIS! STOP DROP AND ROLL!

(Indeed that's what he does. And that point, Evan exits the ring and makes the cover.)

Rick: This is just fundamental. It's over.

(1...................................2......................................3!)

Rick: NO! He kicked out!

Eddie: He (bleep) kicked out!

Rick: EDDIE!

(Hurley, along with the rest of the audience, is in disbelief. Not knowing what to do anymore, Evan grabs a chair. He turns around, and Fury is on his feet... with a smile!)

Rick: This guy is on the brink of insanity.

Eddie: He's past the the brink... he's well past it...

(SMACK! Fury doesn't go down. He asks for more, and gets more. SMACK! Again, he's still on his feet... still smiling)

Rick: What is this guy made of?

(Hurley spins around with another huge shot! SMACK! Finally, Fury tumbles to the mat. Another cover by Evan...)

(ONE.........................TWO.......................THREE!)

Rick: It's over. He got him this time.

Eddie: I can't believe Fury took all that punishment and kept going.

Rick: Outstanding visual match. It went too far with the flaming tables, but that's just me...

Eddie: You damn right it's just you! Evan Hurley showed us exactly why they call him "Violent".

Rick We'll be back.

Eddie: Greetings and salutations, all!

Rick: Yes yes. It's time for Boog-man vs. The Ultimate Package. The winner receives a North American Title shot at a later date.

Eddie: On the first Rush, Diablo and Boog fought for the NA title, and Boog won the match, but by countout. Thus, no title change. So a rematch was in order.

Rick: But Vincent...

Eddie: MISTER Vincent,

Rick: ... thought that he should work for it. And being a former North American champ, The Ultimate Package was chosen. Lets hit the ring.

("Can't Stop 'Til You Get Enough" hits. It's Package. The Ultimate Package. He runs to the ring, soaking in the cheers. Package enters.)

Rick: Aw. I miss the Utlimate Catch Phrase.

(Package and Boog lock up and Package overpowers him into the corner, laying in a few boots to the gut. Boog starts to go down in the corner before being picked and whipped into the opposite corner by Package. He hits the turnbuckle hard before bouncing back into a shoulderblock by Package which knocks Boog on the ground.]

Eddie: Hard shoulderblock. That hurts.

(Package lays in a few more boots before whipping...No! Boog reverses, Package bounces off the ropes, ducking a clothesline by Boog, he barrels at "The World's Original" coming off the ropes on the other side, but Boog with a picture-perfect back body drop!)

Rick: Who's gonna win, Eddie?

Eddie: That's easy. Boog-man.

(Boog quickly behind Package, cinching in a headlock. Package squrims a bit, working his way to his feet, the crowd getting behind him a bit. He nails a few vicious elbows to the gut before shoving Boog off of him and into the ropes. Boog comes back, but Package ducks his head down and Boog takes him down with a big spinning neckbreaker. Boog hauls Package up, who desperatly rakes his eyes, before quickly taking in a hammerlock and cinching it in hard. Package pulls the arm up, causing Boog some pain.)

Eddie: No no! Package will win.

(Boog fights back with an elbow to the head, then another. He escapes and cinches in a headlock, taking Package down with a big bulldog.)

Eddie: No! Boog will win. Yes. Boog-man.

Rick: OK, Eddie.

(Boog quickly up, the fresher of the two, and lays in a few boots to the face before applying a facelock. Package getting a foot on the ropes and Boog breaks the hold as the ref counts to 4 and a half. He lifts Package up, whipping him into the turnbuckle hard. Boog running in but Package with a BIG boot to the face, followed by a sharp clothesline.)

Rick: But Package right back in it. Back and forth so far. (Package sets Boog-man up for a piledriver...NO! Boog with a big backbody drop getting himself out of trouble. The NeWA legened whipping Package, but Package reverses! Boog hits the ropes, and catches UP with a hard DDT out of nowhere!)

Rick: Boog's calling for the Elbow of Annihilation! He wants to end it!

(Running into the ropes, Boog springboards off and plants the elbowdrop for the EOA! The crowd is in a frenzy as he covers!)

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Rick: Boog-man did it! He'll receive another North American Title shot!

Eddie: Diablo better get ready this time.

Rick: We'll be back with our main event next! ... Hopefully.

("Are You Gonna Go My Way" by Lenny Kravitz begins playing over the PA and the lights go out. The Boos are very loud, even with the music playing. After a couple of seconds a spotlight comes on at the entranceway. Buzz Tyler steps into the spotlight and the Boos are deafening.)

Rick: Here comes Buzz Tyler for our main event.

(He slowly makes his way to the ring, stopping to jaw at some fans on the way. The spotlight follows him the whole way to the ring and when he gets into the ring and grabs the mic the house lights come back on. He begins to speak:)

Buzz: I hate you people. I really do hate you all.

(Boo)

Buzz: I told you that Mike Vincent would make the right decision, but now I have to beat the shit out.... Tanis (crowd pop)... to get to my rightful spot in the IWA Title Tournament. I must say, it feels great to have another chance to come out here and beat the holy hell out of him in front of all you morons.

(Boo)

Buzz: I'm gonna win and you guys are gonna have to like it.

(Boo)

Rick: Why do you suppose he's so better, Eddie?

Eddie: I don't know. Being a 25 year old virgin will do that to a person.

(Now, "Symphony of Destruction" hits. The Megadeath song continues to play as we face the entranceway, waiting for "The Nighthawk" to appear. But, nothing.)

Rick: It doesn't look like Tanis will make it. I don't blame him, though. That was a brutal attack.

(Seconds pass. Nothing.)

Eddie: He has to come out. To save us from Buzz. He's our hero. He's my hero.

(The music stops. In the ring, Buzz raises his hands. He is the victor, by default. The crowd is booing. Loudly.)

Eddie: This sucks. This really sucks. I hate Besolve, that bastard!

Rick: I agree that this does suck. I hate being cheated out of a main event. Reminds me of the Gary Brown as champ days. Well, I'm being told we're gonna cut to a commercial. Hopefully we'll have something for you fans when we come back.

(Suddenly, "Symphony of Destruction" blares once again, and the fans cheer. They hope he comes out. And, he does! Monty Clark is at Tanis' side, aiding him to the ring. Tanis wants none of it, though. His right knee is bandaged.)

Eddie: WOOHOO!

Rick: Tanis is out! We have a match!

(This time around, the cheers are much more audible than the boos. They commend his courage. And, he's a Canadian hero.)

Eddie: This will be great! Grrrrrrreat!

(Tanis slides in the ring. But, Buzz is quick to stomp on him, not caring about his misfortunes.)

(DING DING DING)

(Officially, we are under way. Tanis fights to his feet, blocking everything Buzz has got for him. Tanis connects with a right hand, and goes to work like Mike Tyson! The fans love it! Tanis whips Buzz into the ropes. Buzz comes back and is tackled to the mat! Tanis with more Tyson-like blows, rattling Buzz like hell. Tyler grabs the ropes and pulls himself out of the ring, to safety. The fans cheer as Tanis stands alone in the ring.)

Rick: Feel the emotion!

Eddie: Damn right!

(Buzz yells at Monty while on the outside. Then he hops on the apron. Buzz waits for Tanis to back off before entering the ring. Then, they lock up, and Buzz with a face rake. He stuns Tanis with a solid right to the temple, and drops him with a vertical suplex. Buzz drops an elbow drop, before bringing Byron back up to his feet. Tyler with a series of knees to the gut, and finally, he whips Tanis into the corner. Buzz charges, but Tanis raises his left boot, catching him in the face. Buzz goes down. Tanis hops on the second rope and leaps off, planting an elbow to the heart. He covers, 1.................2........... Buzz kicks out. Tanis gets to his feet. Buzz does too, and is met with an uppercut to the jaw. Tanis follows with a gutwrench suplex and ends it with a grounded hammerlock submission.)

Rick: This is a huge match for both men. Tanis has been on a downward spiral since his loss in the Thesz tournament, and this would be a way to redeem himself a bit. If he were to lose.. that would be devastating.

Eddie: But Buzz, he lost against Seth Christopher. To him, that was an embarrassment. He wants to show that it was a fluke. But, it wasn't.

Rick: Well, we'll see. If he beats Tanis, then we know he can go all the way.

(Buzz reaches out to the ropes as Tanis applies more pressure. Tanis releases it, only start an attack on the legs, with knees to the right leg. Tanis gets to his feet and pulls Buzz's leg in the air, slamming it to the mat hard, knee-first. He does it again, and a third time, before dropping down, twisting on the knee. Buzz this time is close to the ropes and grabs a hold. The ref forces the break. Tanis reaches out to pull Buzz up, but Tyler sweeps Tanis, clipping him in the knee. He goes down, clenching his knee. Tyler pulls himself up using the ropes, and begins stomping on the right knee. He places his right foot on the knee, and pulls sideways on the leg, making Tanis scream.)

Eddie: Both these guys are working on the same knee.

Rick: Yeah. Tanis is trying to set up the Hawk's Talon, a move that has put away many a champion. And we all know Buzz's motives.

(Buzz now pulls Tanis up to his feet. He sticks his shoulder against Tanis' stomach, and charges into the corner. Now, Buzz flips him over with a Northern lights suplex, pinning combination!)

Eddie: ONE! TWO!

Rick: Not just yet.

(Buzz releases him, and climbs up to the top rope. He extends his arms for the leap, but falls to the mat instead!)

Rick: Monty just shook the ropes, sending Buzz tumbling down!

Eddie: And the fans... they like that? YES! They are me!

Rick: I don't know how to justify that.

(As the crowd cheers for the charismatic Monty, Tanis rises to his feet, supporting that knee of his moreso than earlier. Buzz is up, but a snap suplex takes him back down. Tanis hooks the legs, 1..........2......... Buzz gets the shoulder up. Both men back up. Tanis whips him in the ropes. Buzz bounces back and a drop-toe-hold takes him down. Tanis goes back to work on the right leg, pulling backwards, trying to hyper-extend the knee.)

Eddie: Buzz'll be in worse shape than Tanis after this match is over.

(Tanis is cringing, displaying how much pressure he's actually asserting on Buzz's knee. Tyler reaches for the ropes, but can't reach, so instead, he grabs the ref and pulls the ref down. Buzz uses the ref to pull himself closer to the ropes, and he grabs a firm hold, and the crowd boos. Tanis releases the hold.)

Rick: You know, if I was the ref, I'd have DQed him there.

Eddie: Sure, Rick. Sure.

(Tanis is back up and waits for Buzz to spend his energy climbing back to his feet. Tanis meets him with a right punch. He takes Buzz and with a Dragon Legscrew, takes him down. Tanis follows it with... THE HAWK'S TALON!)

Rick: He's got him! He's got the Hawk's Talon locked!

(Buzz scrambles to the ropes and grabs a hold before Tanis could fully admister the single-leg crab.)

Eddie: OH! The lucky bastard.

(Buzz scrambles to his feet, holding his knee. Tanis kicks him in the stomach. He stuffs Buzz's head between his legs and lifts him up for a powerbomb! But, Tanis' knee gives, and Buzz crashes on him, and he hooks the legs for the quick pin!)

Rick: ONE! TWO! THR...NO! Wow.

(Buzz now back up. He rests, while Tanis gets up. Buzz hooks him up and drives him down the mat with a brainbuster! He covers, 1...................2............... Tanis quicks out. Tyler pulls Tanis up. He stuns him with an Atomic drop and whips him in the corner! But, the ref got in the way, foolishly, and he's knocked down.)

Rick: With Monty here, this'll definitely favor Tanis.

(Buzz charges at Tanis, but "The Nighthawk" ducks a clothesline. He nails Buzz with a belly-to-belly suplex. Tanis now pulls Buzz up by his hair.)

Eddie: See, if he didn't have hair, this wouldn't happen.

(Tanis calls for Monty. Clark hops in, holding a chair. Tanis has Buzz locked in a full-nelson. Clark reels back ready to swing the chair.)

Rick: Goodbye Buzz.

(WHAM!)

Eddie: Buzz escaped! Monty just nailed Tanis with the chair!

(Buzz spears Clark down, and boots him out of the ring. He stuffs Tanis' head between his legs and lifts him up, poised for a piledriver. Buzz sends all his weight forward, driving Tanis' body hard onto the mat!)

Rick: The Buzzsaw!

Eddie: NO!

(The ref is up in time to see the cover!)

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Eddie: NO! NO! NO!

Rick: Buzz advances! Buzz defeated Tanis! He keeps his hair!

Eddie: NO! NO! NO!

(The fans are booing, as Tyler rolls out of the ring. Barely standing, he begins to head to the back. A shot of Tanis, slowly getting up. He is irate!)

Eddie: Oh..... no! This didn't happen.... it didn't... tell me it didn't...

Rick: It did.

(Monty climbs in the ring. Tanis stares at him, furiously. Monty tries to apologize. The crowd feels the tension.)

Eddie: Good job, Monty!

(Tanis grabs a hold of Monty, and suddenly, WHAM! Tanis clocks him with a right!)

Rick: He just hit Monty Clark! His manager!

(Monty tries to scamper away, but Tanis grabs him by his goatee, pulling him up. He drops Monty with a hard DDT!)

Eddie: Serves him right!

(The crowd, growing a little hostile, now. Tanis grabs a chair, and WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!)

Rick: It was an accident, Tanis. Let him go! He's not a wrestler!

(Tanis lies the chair on the mat. He pulls Monty up and locks him in a full-nelson. Then, he suplex's him over his head, onto the chair!)

Eddie: He just hit Monty with the Moment of Clarity on a chair! OK, maybe this is a little too much.

(The fans, booing now. This is too much, and they know it. Tanis isn't done. He drags a broken Monty back up. Another full-nelson, and another vicious Moment of Clarity on the chair!)

Rick: Stop it! Where's security?

Eddie: Monty can't take this... he's not build like a wrestler!

(Tanis brings him up one more time. And again, the dreadful Moment of Clarity, sending Monty's head crashing hard into the chair for a third time! Tanis looks down on Monty, disgust all over his face. He spits on the broken man, and then rolls out of the ring. "Symphony of Destruction" is playing as Tanis limps back up the aisle. Boos from the crowd are deafening.)

Rick: This is awful. That was too much. Just too much.

(A final shot of Monty, lying in the ring, motionless. Paramedics rush in the ring in his aid.)

Eddie: Tanis has gone mad!

Rick: And Monty Clark had to pay for it.

(Copyright laws are shown. IWA logo. Fade to black.)