Zach King: This is a Splatter Zone match, scheduled for one fall to a finish! In this match, there are no countouts or disqualifications, and the wrestlers may use any form of weaponry given to them by the members of the Splatter Zone, who are sitting in the front row at ringside! The upbeat bubblegum pop music starts, combined with pink and yellow flickering strobes across the front of the stage, and the music of Katy Perry�s �Roar� comes across the PA, to the cheers of anyone under sixteen. It begins with the chorus, and by the time the words have sung �I�ve got the eye of the tiger�, it is clearly worse than originally anticipated. It�s not Katy Perry, but actually the cast of Glee performing a cover of the song. A confetti canon explodes with glitter as Nick Perry bounds through the curtains, throwing his arms open wide, as if he were going to give the entire arena a hug. He wears a broad, toothy smile, and bounces on the balls of his feet while he walks. Pausing for a few moments at ringside, Nick peels off his NLW t-shirt and tosses it to the youngest fan he sees within the first three rows. Standing barechested with the �Moxie� tattoo across his back, and sporting his ridiculous Angry Bunny mask, Nick points his finger out over the crowd, shouting out �thank yous� to the audience for attending that can�t quite be picked up on camera, then turns his attention back to the ring. Grabbing the bottom rope, he tugs down, then performs an impressive slingshotting leap, somersaulting between the bottom and middle ropes and rolling across the ring. Springing to his feet quickly, Perry pumps his hand in the air, excitingly spurring the crowd on. Zach King: Introducing first, from Brantford, Ontario and weighing 212 pounds�Nick Perry! Will Prydor: We were shown earlier that Nick was given a new mask from The Jackrabbit, and it looks a bit more unsettling in person than it did on camera, Jake. Jake Steel: �A bit?� That�s an understatement, Will�. A voice is heard on the speakers. Voice: �Phantasm�Is it a nightmare? Is it an illusion? Is it an evil? Is it a fantasy? Is it alive? Whatever it is, if this one doesn�t scare you�you�re already dead.� �MNSTR� by Crown the Empire blares on the speakers and out walks Phantasm with his valet Alexis. She plays to the receptive crowd but Phantasm looks to the ring and focuses on the task at hand. He grabs the top rope and pulls himself up to the apron, before stepping over the ropes to get inside. He begins pacing around the ring like a caged animal, ready for his next victim. Zach King: His opponent, weighing 290 pounds�Phantasm! Will Prydor: Phantasm is coming off participating in OWF�s Pool of Blood match, where he came one spot away from earning at least a shot at their Public Display of Aggression title. Jake Steel: But he got nothing, right? Will Prydor: Sadly, yes. Jake Steel: Then who cares? He lost, get over it and move on! You should know, you�ve lost enough in your career! The arena lights dim and the sound of metal chains scraping a concrete floor can be heard across the sound system. They are broken up by a shrill laughter around the arena. As smoke fills the entrance-ramp area, �Out Of My Head� by Puddle of Mudd kicks in and Jackrabbit appears at the top of the ramp. �What is wrong with all my friends I know that I am unlike them Just another situation Don�t hold me back I don�t look up to them� Steel chains drape across his shoulders and behind him on the ground as Jackrabbit slowly makes his way to the ring. Climbing under the bottom rope, he suddenly sprints to the turnbuckle and climbs it, staring out over the audience with a stony look on his face and his chains clutched to his chest. �No one�s ever listening The lines are crossed somewhere between My head is spinning like a top I don�t not know when this shit is going to stop� Jackrabbit suddenly breaks into a manic smile before stamping back to the middle of the ring. The referee tries to coerce the chains from him, but he pulls back on them, giving the referee a wild-eyed look before finally relinquishing them with a shrill laugh. The lights come back up as Jackrabbit takes his place in the corner, as his music fades and the official discards the chains to the outside. Zach King: And their opponent, weighing 235 pounds�The Jackrabbit! Will Prydor: If there�s anyone in NLW on a hotter streak at the moment, I don�t know who it would be. Jackrabbit has yet to lose on the Rebirth tour. Jake Steel: Wait, you�re serious? Will Prydor: Yep, Jake. Jake Steel: Well, damn, Talon�s chances at Climax seem to be getting worse the more I think about it�. The bell sounds to get the match underway, and both Jackrabbit and Perry sprint across the ring to bum rush Phantasm, backing him into the corner amidst a flurry of punches from two opponents. As Phantasm tries to cover up in the corner, Jackrabbit motions to the Splatter Zone with a nod of the head, and Nick promptly breaks off his attack to head out of the ring and to the crowd to get the first instrument of destruction for this contest. Taking a second to look at the weapons offered (and admittedly, to soak in the cheers of the fans), he takes a kendo stick from a highly excited teenage girl before turning back to the ring and sliding in. Jake Steel: I�m sorry, Nick just doesn�t look right with weapons in his hands. Will Prydor: Neither do I, Jake. Jake Steel: Well, you don�t look right wrestling anyway. Will Prydor: Which is why I don�t anymore, your approval notwithstanding. Jake Steel: And our eyes thank you for it! As he gets to his feet, Nick motions Jackrabbit out of the way to give himself a clear shot at Phantasm. A moment later, Nick brings the stick down across the back of Phantasm, who barely winces at the impact. A second shot nets the same result, as Jackrabbit follows this with a punt kick to the face that forces Phantasm back to a vertical base. With a new target in mind, Nick swings the stick at the head of Phantasm�which shatters on the hard mask still stained with blood from the most recent OWF pay-per-view. This seems to wake up something in Phantasm, who simply takes down Nick Perry with a huge boot to the head. He turns to face Jackrabbit, who has calmly rolled under the ropes to the floor, laughing at the masked man. Instead of giving chase, Phantasm settles for continuing to punish Nick Perry, picking up the youngster and throwing him across the ring with a fallaway slam. Getting to his feet, Phantasm looks outside the ring at the fans holding various weapons, and hesitates as if fighting some instinctive need to grab them and beat people senseless with said weapons. This hesitation costs him as Jackrabbit comes in to the ring from behind, a nightstick in hand that he apparently got from the fans while off camera, and takes down Phantasm with a shot to the back of the left knee. Will Prydor: Well, that�s one way to take a big man off his feet! Jake Steel: I�d prefer an arrow to the knee. Will Prydor: You�d what?! Jake Steel: Yeah. I knew a guy who was a wrestler once, then he took an arrow to the knee. Will Prydor: �I cannot believe you just said that. With the nightstick still in hand, Jackrabbit rains down several blows to the ribs of Phantasm, and another to the knee for good measure, before laughing maniacally and tossing the weapon over the top rope and to the floor. He turns back to Phantasm, motioning for the big man to get up. Phantasm is slow to do so, still feeling the after effects of the Pool of Blood match, but as he finally gets to his feet �Rabbit springs into action, grabbing the head of Phantasm as he jumps onto the ropes and springs off of them to execute a bulldog. Whether that was effective or not given the mask is a moot point as Jackrabbit goes for the first cover of the match: 1� 2� Nick breaks up the pin by pulling Jackrabbit out of the lateral press! Will Prydor: Nick had to do it to save the match for himself, but I don�t think Jackrabbit is going to be pleased at this. Jake Steel: If this match ended this early, and denied us all the opportunity for more glorious ABUSE I would have demanded a refund! Will Prydor: But you�re getting paid to watch this match, Jake. Jake Steel: Don�t care, give me a refund! A look of consternation briefly crosses Jackrabbit�s face as he gets to his feet to look at the former OWF World Champion. Jackrabbit stares intently into the eyes of Perry, and says something that the camera cannot pick up. The intent is made clear a moment later as �Rabbit points at Perry, then at the mat, signaling that he wants Nick to lay down for him. For a brief moment, there is no reaction�then Perry�s legs start to tremble before he drops to a knee as the crowd starts to boo this turn of events. �Rabbit starts to laugh�but the laughter is cut short as Nick shows he still has some independence in him by landing a right to the gut of Jackrabbit. A quick uppercut from the knees staggers Jackrabbit, and Perry is back to his feet in a flash, leaping up to connect with an enzuigiri to the former NLW Tag Champion! �Rabbit falls to the mat as Nick scrambles into a cover: 1� 2� Two and a half only, as Jackrabbit pops a shoulder off the mat! Instead of showing frustration by hitting the mat, Perry grabs Jackrabbit and throws him out of the ring, following soon after and going back to the fans to grab a weapon. A moment later, he turns to face Jackrabbit with a skateboard in hand. Jake Steel: These mats have creases on them, how the hell is he going to get any speed here? Will Prydor: He�s not. He�s going to crack it over someone�s head. Just watch. It�s like Will has been a champion in these types of matches before or something, because his prediction comes true almost immediately. Jackrabbit gets to a knee, but no further as Nick raises the skateboard over his head and proceeds to break it over the forehead of The Unorthodox One. �Rabbit falls to the mats, blood already starting to show on his face from that impact. Not wasting any time, Nick takes the half of the skateboard that�s still in his hands and jabs �Rabbit in the ribs with it. He starts to cough, the wind having been taken out of his body by that blow. Nick�s about to do it again when he sees Phantasm roll out of the ring himself and start to head over towards where he and �Rabbit are fighting. Deciding that half a skateboard may not be such a cool weapon to use against the hulking Phantasm, Nick tosses it aside and scans the crowd again before tilting his head for a moment in confusion, then grabbing the item offered to him by a young man. The camera sees that this weapon is�a ball peen hammer?! Jake Steel: Oh. Em. Gee. This is going to turn bloody in a hurry and I love it! Will Prydor: I think this may be going a bit far, honestly�and did you seriously say �OMG?� Jake Steel: Yeah, what of it? Will Prydor: Never mind�. With a shrug, Perry ducks the attempted running clothesline from Phantasm, and swings the hammer at the head of Phantasm as the masked man turns around. It�s perhaps a major blessing that Phantasm�s mask is made of a harder plastic instead of the normal fabric wrestling mask, as the mask takes the impact and cracks a little as Phantasm staggers back a step or two. Nick goes to step forward, possibly to further damage the mask, but stops dead in his tracks as Phantasm glares at him. The eyes scream murder, and Perry drops the hammer in shock. He�s absolutely leveled a moment later by a lariat clothesline that turns Perry inside out on impact. Phantasm turns to where Jackrabbit is recovering, and picks up the former NLW Tag Champion and hoists him over his head in a gorilla press, before taking a running start and throwing Jackrabbit towards the announcer�s table. Reacting quickly, Will manages to pull Jake away from the table a moment or two before Jackrabbit is sent crashing through the table and sending papers and monitors all over the place as the table collapses! Jake Steel: Dude, what the hell? Will Prydor: You can thank me for saving you injury later, Jake. Jake Steel: What do you mean, I was ready for it! Will Prydor: Yeah, excuse me while I call 1-800-BULLSHIT on that. Instead of a bellowing roar as one might expect, Phantasm is eerily quiet as he rears back, focusing his anger. Looking to the crowd, he�s finally accepted that he needs to fight these two on their level, and grabs the first weapon he sees�a thick leather strap. Hefting it to test the weight, he nods once as he closes in on Nick Perry, who is starting to get back to his feet after that lariat from earlier. A sidearm swing sends the leather into the abdomen of Perry, doubling the youngster over. Then, Phantasm raises the strap overhead before driving it into the back of Perry�and again�and again�and yet another time. It�s like Phantasm has snapped as he continues to rain down blows on the exposed back of Nick Perry, as ugly welts start to form. After about nine shots with the belt, Phantasm sees Jackrabbit starting to stir, and stops his assault on Nick to shift his focus on his other opponent as the referee stays safely in the ring, which is the only place a fall can be obtained in this match. Jackrabbit is on shaky legs as he fights his way out of the wreckage of the announcer�s table, and doesn�t see Phantasm come from behind and wrap the leather strap around his neck. As he tries to loosen the strap, Phantasm turns and bends over, lifting Jackrabbit off the ground as The Unorthodox One�s face starts to turn crimson. However, he doesn�t have to endure this for long as Nick Perry comes back into the frame, kicking Phantasm in the gut, forcing him to drop the strap as Jackrabbit rolls off the big man�s back. A second later, Perry drives the masked face of Phantasm into the protective mats outside with a DDT! Will Prydor: Good grief! These men are almost killing each other out here, and for what? Jake Steel: For my amusement, of course! Haven�t you learned anything about me these last eight years? Will Prydor: �. As all three men recover from the toll this match has taken on them, the crowd starts to murmur as the camera shifts to show a man in a delivery company uniform wheeling a large, glitter-encrusted box towards the ring. One female fan, garbed in a Jackrabbit t-shirt, stands up to wave the delivery over, apparently expecting the package during the show, which seems odd in and of itself. Regardless, back to the action at hand, all three men are starting to stir. Despite being choked just a few moments ago, Jackrabbit is the first to recover and get to his feet. He�s coughing a little as he tries to get air back into his ravaged body. Looking around, he roughly takes a fairly large, rectangular object from a fan at ringside that�s covered in a plain paper wrapper. He takes a moment to rip the paper off�and then looks disdainfully at the camera as he shows the object to be a framed picture of some guy with greasy hair wearing a red and black vest with similar colored wrestling trunks. Jake Steel: The hell is this?! Will Prydor: I don�t know, but he seems like a bad guy, yo. Jake Steel: � With a growl, Jackrabbit turns to smash the picture over the nearest wrestler�s head, which in the case happens to be Nick Perry. The offending picture now sufficiently destroyed, Jackrabbit looks for another weapon, and sees the large glittery box that is now at the corner of the barricades at ringside, complete with gaudy red bow. The fan who signed for the package starts to jump up and down giddily as he approaches, and she hands over the bow to Jackrabbit with glee. Jake Steel: Oh, that can’t be good. Will Prydor: For once, I have to agree. Jackrabbit pulls the bow off the box, ready to see what sort of gift weapon he�s about to use�and the front of the box falls away in a hurry as a figure emerges, right hand wrapped in thick chains. He uses his left hand to whip the chain at Jackrabbit, who is trying to protect himself, as the camera slides in to get a good view of who just came out of the box. Will Prydor: It�s Draco! Draco was lying in wait for Jackrabbit inside the box! Jake Steel: I am all for abuse, but aren’t they supposed to bring weapons? Will Prydor: You have seen Draco wrestle. If anyone is more of a weapon, it�d have to be Trent Steel and he�s not under NLW contract. Jake Steel: Yeah, and even if it does break the rules we get ABUSE~! Will Prydor: There is the Jake Steel we all know and tolerate. Draco is using his non-dominant hand to whip the chains are Jackrabbit while his dominant hand, albeit still injured, is wrapped in the chain and throwing haymakers. One vicious right connects and sends Jackrabbit to the ground. Jackrabbit is up somewhat quickly, though, and starts to back away near the remains of the announcer�s table as Draco closes in. Jake Steel: Front row seats! This might be the happiest moment of my career. Will Prydor: Just…what…You don’t even have the capacity to understand how sad that is. Jake Steel: Shhhh, I don’t want to miss this because your fat mouth won’t stop moving. Draco looks ready to go in for the kill. Draco starts mock laughing. Ha! Ha! Ha! The fans start to chant along with Draco. HA! HA! HA! Draco goes in for the final blow with that chain wrapped fist, but Jackrabbit just holds out his hand. Draco stops dead in his tracks with the rage gone in his eyes. The crowd’s chant starts to die off without Draco behind it. Before anything can happen, security tackles Draco away from the Jackrabbit. Draco tries to fight them off, but the half dozen men start dragging him to the back all while he utters every obscenity he knows. All this while Jackrabbit stands up and points toward Draco being pulled away with raucous laughter. Will Prydor: Jackrabbit may want to be careful here; he shouldn�t want to anger Draco any more than has already been done. Jake Steel: Draco�s angry all the damn time, Will. What�s another log on a blazing inferno of hate? While all of this was going on, Nick Perry has shaken off the effects of having the picture broken over his head, and goes back to the Splatter Zone to grab a cast iron frying pan from a random fan. Looking around, he sees that Phantasm has rolled into the ring, and climbs onto the apron and to the top rope, lining up his shot. As Phantasm gets up, Nick leaps off, and there is a reverberating CLANG as the frying pan smashes into the mask of Phantasm. The impact is enough to bring the big man down, and Nick scrambles into a cover. It takes the ref a moment to realize that he actually needs to do something after all the chaos, and slide in for the count: 1� 2� Thr�no! Two and a half only as Phantasm gets the shoulder up! Getting to his feet, Perry sees Jackrabbit not paying attention to the action in the ring as he�s watching Draco being carted off. Seeing an opportunity, Perry heads to the ropes, rebounding off and leaping over the top, taking Jackrabbit down with a somersault plancha�a tope con hido! As Perry tries to recover, the camera shows Draco being pulled back through the curtain by security�and a glimpse of Sirus Esteban Del-Norte swinging a chair at the fallen figure of Talon. Jake Steel: Wait, that match is still going on?! Will Prydor: Yep, Jake. Apparently no one�s gone through a table yet. Jake Steel: Get a camera back there, I want to see what�s going on! Apparently, the director in the truck was anticipating Jake�s demand, as we cut to a picture-in-picture shot. The smaller picture is of the active match, as all three wrestlers try to recover from the abuse in the last few minutes. The focus for now, however, is on the larger picture as Talon is being beaten severely by a chair at the hands of Sirus. Off to the side, just barely in the camera view, Darodine can be seen struggling to get a table set up. It takes him a few moments before he gets the table set up correctly, and he calls SEDN�s attention to it, struggling to breathe and wiping the blood off his face from where Talon hit him with the lead pipe earlier in the night. The momentary distraction comes back to haunt Del-Norte, however, as Talon reaches up and delivers a straight right to the crotch of Sirus, causing the chair to clatter to the concrete as the luchador crumbles to the floor holding his groin. Jake Steel: Oh, man, I hope he wasn�t having company over after the show! Will Prydor: There are more important things, Jake. Jake Steel: Oh, yeah, you were sterile for a while, right? Will Prydor: One more word in that line of conversation, Jake, and I will show you personally how I held on to the OWF PDA belt for five months straight� The respite gives Talon time to recover, though it�s short lived as Darodine waddles over to try to give SEDN some time to freely recover by beating on Talon. This proves to be a poor idea as Talon shrugs off the blows and grabs Darodine by the throat�or maybe a double chin, it�s hard to tell from the angle we�re given. Regardless, Talon manages to somehow get the really big man off his feet�even if only by an inch or two�and manages to put Darodine through the table he had worked so hard to set up! The impact shows a couple small cracks in the concrete, and as Talon straightens up he turns to see SEDN charging him with a table held vertically in his hands. Talon simply sidesteps, and SEDN runs full on into yet another cameraman, and the sound of a table breaking is the last thing we get before that picture feed cuts to static. The feed goes back to a single shot back in the arena proper, where Nick Perry and Phantasm have gotten to their feet inside the ring. Jake Steel: I felt the building shake! Someone needs to check the foundation of this place before it collapses on us! Will Prydor: That�s just�no, Jake. Just no. Perry charges at Phantasm, who simply lashes out a right hand and catches Nick in the throat with it. Nick drops to the mat in a heap, and Phantasm is quick to pick him up, looking perhaps for a Frailty to finally end this chaos. However, Nick manages to fight his way out of the hold, and sprints to the corner, looking to the skies to give him the advantage. Nick leaps off, looking for a variant of his Whitejack finisher�but Phantasm catches Nick and doesn�t fall down, holding Nick in a powerbomb position. He doesn�t see Jackrabbit come in the ring from behind him, steel chain in hand. �Rabbit whips the chain out low, and the end of it catches Phantasm in the back of the knee yet again, sending the big man down. Nick falls on top in a seated cover, and the ref starts to count immediately: 1� 2� Jackrabbit just now realizes there�s a cover, and dives in for the stop… 3! He was too late! Nick Perry takes advantage of the careless mistake by Jackrabbit and steals the victory! Zach King: Here is your winner�Nick Perry! Will Prydor: Nick with a big win tonight, and maybe he put some doubt in Jackrabbit�s mind heading into Climax in two weeks. Jake Steel: Do you honestly think Jackrabbit�s brain can process anything complicated like doubt? He�s probably singing show tunes in his head right now! Will Prydor: Offensive comments by my commentary partner aside, this has got to be a huge boost to the morale of Nick Perry! Inside the ring, Jackrabbit looks rather upset as Nick gets his hand raised in victory. However, this is short-lived as Draco hops the barricade behind Jackrabbit and enters the ring, raining down left hands on the back of Jackrabbit�s head! Nick turns, sees this happening and shoves Draco off of �Rabbit, using his body as a shield over the fallen form of Jackrabbit. Growling, Draco shoves Perry off with a foot and goes back to raining left hands on Jackrabbit, who is trying to cover up or get turned over to fight back. Jake Steel: Where the deuce is security?! He�s not supposed to be back out here! Again, Perry tries to shove Draco off, but Draco was ready this time and instead uses Nick�s momentum to throw the youngster out of the ring. In the midst of all of this, Phantasm has left the ring and is walking back up the entrance ramp. This is notable because we see Adam Wilson come running down the ramp, passing Phantasm on his way to the ring. Draco is so focused on pummeling Jackrabbit that he doesn�t realize that Wilson has hit the ring. He finds out a moment later as Wilson hits a dropkick to the back of Draco�s head, and the separation is enough for Jackrabbit to get to the ropes and roll to the floor. Inside the ring, the referee sees the two combatants for the main event in the ring, and throws his hands up in the air as if to say �hell with it,� and calls for the bell to get this match underway!