JP: Now on to the main event, Sully. Anarkist is back and he wants to prove himself here tonight.

Sully: Mark Rose is still relatively new. Should be interesting to see how he handles the 6 feet 8 inch Anarkist.

["All The Things She Said" by Tatu hits the PA system and "Solitary Death" Mark Rose strolls onto the ramp. The crowd jeer as he slowly walks down the ramp.]

Peter Santos: Introducing first, weighing in at 231 pounds... "Solitary Death"... Mark Rose!

[Rose ignores any booing and rolls into the ring, awaiting Anarkist.]

Sully: Look at Rose - his confidence is outstanding.

JP: I'm sure Anarkist will want to knock him down from his high horse.

[Anarkist's music hits and the monster strides out onto the ramp.]

Peter Santos: And his opponent, at a massive height of 6ft 8 inches, weighing in at 313 pounds... Anarkist!

[The crowd cheer madly as he picks up speed and runs to the ring. He slides under the rope and is met with a stiff kick to the head from Mark Rose. The bell sounds as Anarkist struggles up and clotheslines Rose to the mat.]

Sully: Damn it! Anarkist thinks he can just waltz in here the knock down MWF's best wrestler!?

JP: Huh?

[Rose steps up and locks up with Anarkist. Anarkist pushes Rose into the corner and then whips him into the opposite turnbuckle. Rose recoils from the turnbuckle and moves to the centre of the ring, slightly dazed. Anarkist takes the oppurtunity to throw another clothesline, but Rose ducks and spears Anarkist to the ground. A flurry of punches are fired from Rose, but Anarkist soon throws him away.]

Sully: Rose is really going at Anarkist. Hopefully that spear broke a rib or too!

JP: I doubt it. Anarkist is made of steel!

Sully: We'll see about that, JP.

[Both men climb up and grappling begins. Rose - smaller in height - swings behind Anarkist and rolls him ddown in a school boy pin. 1...2...shoulder up!]

Sully: Close!

JP: But not close enough.

[Rose quickly stands behind Anarkist. Anarkist slowly climbs to his feet and turns to recieve several fast shots to the skull. He shrugs them out and forearms Rose in the face. "Solitary Death" staggers backwards and takes a kick to the gut. As he's doubled over, Anarkist takes a step closer and pushes his head between his legs. He wrenches Rose onto his shoulders and shoots him down with a powerbomb.]

Sully: Owww!

[Rose's head takes the brunt of the bomb as he lies motionless on the mat. Anarkist makes the cover. 1...2...kick out! Anarkist pulls Rose up and lifts him onto his shoulder. Rose struggles down and drops to the mat. He takes Anarkist's arm and locks it up, twisting it further than can be imagined. He forces Anarkist into the corner, where he releases the arm and targets the left leg instead. Viscous shots to the kneecap are taken by Anarkist. Rose proceeds up the legs and kicks Anarkist in the groin. As the referee pulls Rose away, Anarkist moans in pain. Mark Rose turns back to his opponent but recieves a boot to the face.]

JP: Anarkist is pissed!

Sully: Some might even call him Anarpisst! But I don't care! Mark Rose is down and out, nooo!

[Anarkist goes down to the make the cover but Rose legs sweeps the giant and locks him in a single-leg boston crab. Anarkist swings his arms, edging closer to the ropes, but Rose pulls him to the centre again.]

JP: Will he tap??

Sully: Yes!

JP: No way!

[Anarkist rolls onto his back and kicks Rose away. "Solitary Death" takes the shove badly and goes flying from the ring. Panacking, Rose jumps to his feet and climbs back in the ring. He runs straight at Anarkist and jumps, only to find himself landing on Anarkist's shoulders!]

JP: Will he hit Mark Rose with the Broken Rule!?

[The crowd cheer but suddenly boo as Rose manages to drop down straight into an evenflow DDT!]

Sully: B NEGATIVE! B NEGATIVE!

[Rose clambers over Anarkist and hooks the leg. 1...2...3!]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall.. Mark Rose!!!

[Anarkist is trying to gain his feet, but looks unsteady. Rose turns round and delivers a viscous blow to his cranium! The crowd explode into a chorus of boos and jeers, Anarkist being stomped down. Rose picks him up and swings him into the ropes... Anarkist returns and Mark delivers a knee to the stomach. All of a sudden the crowd go wild.]

JP: What in God's name is this?

Sully: Allen's here, Ross is coming through the crowd!!

[Ross Allen scrambles through the crowd, mobbed by fans, clutching his World belt. He climbs the apron, climbs the turnbuckle and leaps onto the body of Mark Rose, flattening him. Rose doesn't move. Allen climbs up and throws the title onto Rose body. It rests upon his head. Meanwhile the Champion helps Anarkist to his feet. What they don't know is that Mark Rose is gaining his feet, just behind them. After an uproar from the crowd, Anarkist turns round to gind Mark Rose running at him!]

Sully: Just watch Rose! He's gonna flatten Anarkist!

[Anarkist reverses a DDT and executes the Tool Of Anarky!!! Mark Rose lays chest heaving, on the canvas, with Anarkist directly above him. The crowd are going wild. Allen retrieves his title. Rose, heroically tries to recover. He can't know where he is.]

JP: They're taking it a little far now, Tim. Mark could be seriously hurt!

Sully: He's already had that Godforsaken Tool Of Anarky executed on him. How much can he take?!

[Rose finds his feet, but he is teetering. He wobbles, hoisting himself up with the ropes. Allen and Anarkist stare at him, grins on their faces. Rose is dripping with sweat, heaving with exhaustion. He staggers into the centre of the ring and Allen approaches him. The arena silences. The two stare eye to eye, trash talking eachother. There isn't a single sound in the arena as Ross Allen and Mark Rose go head to head, eye to eye. A few moments later and Mark Rose is laying face up on the canvas, courtesy of a Reckless Ride!! The crowd explode as "When We Ride On Our Enemies" by Tupac hits and Anarkist and Allen stand united above Mark Rose.]

Sully: My God, Rose will vow for revenge now. Anarkist and Allen have dismantled him!

JP: That's all for this week folks!

Sully: Hehe, we're not finished yet!

[The Illinois crowd are shocked as pyro explodes from the entrance way and "My Sacrifice" by Creed comes from the PA system. Ross Allen and Anarkist face the entrance way with interest, awaiting the entrance of Insane Wayne.]

JP: Oh god! Not that freak Insane Wayne!

Sully: Insane Wayne is a monster, and if he heard you call him a freak Pilkington then he'd eat you alive!

JP: No!

Sully: You'd be great with a little tomato sauce on the side.

[Insane Wayne slowly appears through the smoke of the pyros, the crowd jeer like mad as the former UWF World Champion stands on the entrance way with a mike in his hand.]

JP: Could it be? He has come here to talk and not fight?

Sully: I doubt it, it's in Wayne's blood to fight.

JP: But if he goes down to the ring right now then he'll be destroyed by Allen and Anarkist.

[Wayne raises the mike to his lips.]

Wayne: I guess Rose made his 'mark' on you Anarkist?

[The crowd boo at this comment.]

Wayne: And what do you do to him Anarkist? No you don't shake his hand, you don't get up and say 'thanks for a stunning match' no you beat the living crap out of the guy.

[Anarkist points his finger at Wayne, while Allen looks smugly around at the crowd who are cheering Anarkist.]

Wayne: And you're no better...Ross Allen...what kind of example are you setting as MWF World Champion? Beating on a man when he was down? I thought you respected people and they respected you, well I tell you this now...I don't respect you at all!

[The crowd boo Wayne as he paces the entrance way.]

Wayne: I was thinking earlier, I want a real chance to prove myself again. I know that you Allen don't have the balls to face me, one on one, so I put this out to you...Anarkist and Allen...against Insane Wayne!

[The crowd erupt at this challenge, Allen and Anarkist look at each other in the ring, Allen has a slightly puzzled look on his face while Anarkist is smiling.]

JP: Is Insane Wayne mad?

Sully: I think he is, I mean he's good, but a handicap match against Ross Allen and Anarkist!

JP: He really is insane!

[Wayne waits until the crowd settle again.]

Wayne: If either of you two actually finds the courage and decency to accept my challenge then you let me know, either one of you or both at a time, you shall both eventually fall prey to Insane Wayne and I will be the new MWF World Champion! Madness is coming Allen, and I'll be there!

["My Sacrifice" hits the PA system again and Insane Wayne throws the mike at the crowd and makes his way off backstage, leaving Ross Allen and Anarkist in the ring.]

JP: I can't believe Insane Wayne would challenge them to a match.

Sully: He's a brave man JP, a very brave man.

JP: I honest to God, for Wayne's sake hope that the match does not go ahead because we cannot afford anymore injuries.

Sully: Wayne's a good fighter, he'll come through, and I doubt that Allen and Anarkist will have the confidence to accept such a challenge.

JP: Of course they'll accept, they can't lose!

Sully: Oh but they can, losing is always there in whatever we do.

JP: Well that really is all we have time for tonight, join us next week when quite possibly we could see a legendary match.

Sully: Insane Wayne versus Anarkist and Allen, will it happen?