MXW Genesis

---Melanie O�Hare is in the back once again.

Melanie: No owner yet. But things are getting out of hand here. Xas and Storm are at each others throats again since the last time you saw them. And as you saw just now, Mak and Elizabeth throwing power and right hands to Broden. Also, I�ve gotten word that someone has attacked Slacker�

???: Someone? That someone is me!

Brian Gunn walks forward.

Brian Gunn: I attacked him fair and square! It�s just that everyone was too dumb to know it was me! I clearly left my signature on his inside left arm!

Passing by in the back is Bastian Rayne with Daisy. He laughs at the comment he hears. Gunn hears.

Brian Gunn: Something funny?

Bastian Rayne: Nope, nothing. Just like your solving of mysteries, Nancy Drew.

Daisy laughs. Bastian smiles. Gunn does not.

Brian Gunn: Do you have a problem with me? I think you were in the first match tonight and I haven�t fought yet.

Bastian Rayne: First thing, I KNOW I was in the first match, and I won! Proved I was the sexiest man alive actually. And even if you were in the main event tonight, you won�t win. Even the little dogs can show up to the fight, but that doesn�t make them better than the big dogs that won in the first bout.

Daisy smiles wider.

Bastian Rayne: And if you want to be in that match tonight, you�d best shut your mouth!

Brian Gunn: Or what?

Brian goes down� but Bastian doesn�t touch him.

Slacker attacks Brian, nailing his head into the hard floor.

Bastian laughs, grabbing Daisy and walking off the way he was headed.

Brian starts to bleed from the side of the mouth as Slacker stomps him.

Slacker: Talk shit and attack me from behind. You have a lot to learn!

Melanie: See what I�m saying? Broden/Mak, Storm/Xas, Slacker/Gunn, King and his henchmen kidnapping a part of the Entourage! Elizabeth making matches under Jason�s nose. Frequency putting sole power into an out of control man�s hands. This night has gotten out of hand! When will Jason arrive. I�m stationed here all night, so I�ll let you know as soon as he comes.

--�Out of control man�

The cameras switch to Frequency and D�Griff backstage.

Frequency: That�s you, D. You�re out of control!

D�Griff chuckles.

Frequency: You best be on your top game tonight. Our match is next, and it�s turmoil. It�s got the royal rumble rules. Every two minutes, someone new enters. You better hope you don�t get sent out.

D�Griff has a cigar in his lips.

D�Griff: I know the rules! Don�t ya tell me dese shit! I don�t need ya. Know dat!

Frequency looks shocked.

Frequency: Oh, so you have everything figured out? Then who�s the new guy?

D�Griff smokes his cigar intently.

Frequency: Well I do know who he is: Nick Wulfenstein!

No comment.

Frequency: And if he�s got who I think he�s got, you�re fucked!

No comment, just smoking.

Frequency: It�s got to be Jason himself! He hasn�t been here all night and who�s ever in that limousine out in the parking lot has been there the whole time.

D�Griff closes his eyes and inhales a huge puff of smoke. Upon releasing the breath, a circular smoke ring hovers in the air.

Frequency: You wanna go at this alone? You want to face nine other men who will probably bring back up and have none of your own?

D�Griff still doesn�t comment.

Frequency: Fine! You go out there alone tonight.

D�Griff: Oh, will ja shut ap! Ya gonna die a early dath. Listan here. I doan need o wan help. But ya offer was accepded. Ya do yor own thoughts in ya own head. I�s got enough presser without ua addin to.

Frequency nods.

Frequency: I�ll do my thinking out of the room then. But you better not complain about what I end up doing to help you tonight.

D�Griff signals Frequency towards the door as he looks at his cigar. He smokes it as Frequency leaves the room.---

Jonathan: That giant match is next!

Carl: So let me get this straight, the match starts with two men, and every two minutes someone new comes out?

Kenny: Yes, that�s right.

Carl: Isn�t that a royal rumble match?

Kenny: Yes, but this is MXW. We make our own rules and name our own names!

Jonathan: Plus, it�s only ten people. Royal rumbles usually have thirty.

�Metalingus� by Alter Bridge.

The crowd pops at the sound of this. The arena turns red.

Enter Shane Avan.

Kenny: Looks like we�re starting this match off already.

Jonathan: And with Shane Avan none-the-less.

Avan points at the crowd smiling, winking through his sunglasses.

Jonathan: No lady with him tonight.

Kenny: Not yet anways. Like Frequency said, no one will probably want to be in this one alone.

*Tick, tick, tick, tick*

A giant stopwatch appears on the Titan Tron.

�Step Up� by Drowning Pool

Out walks D�Griff, accompanied by Frequency.

Jonathan: That�s ironic! The one man that would have paid to have his man in towards the end.. is first!

D�Griff is still smoking the same cigar.

D�Griff: Let�s get this over with.

Jack Spade: The next match is scheduled for the MXW Xtreme Championship. Ten men will compete in a Turmoil match in which a new man will join every two minutes. A person is eliminated on the count of pinfall or submission. The last man remaining wins the title.

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MXW Xtreme Championship � Ten Man Turmoil Elimination Match
The Jock -vs- Heero -vs- Mr. Extreme -vs- Shane Avan -vs- Todd Zadik -vs- X-Calibre -vs- D�Griff -vs- Seth Drake -vs- Graves -vs- Nick Wolfenstein
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***DING DING DING***

---It�s D�Griff and Shane Avan to start it off.

2:00:00

Avan approaches.

SINGE!

D�Griff puts his cigar out on Avan�s neck!

Carl: That�s an effective way to put that out.

D�Griff throws the cigar into the crowd.

Someone grabs it and holds it up. A neighbor in the crowd grabs for it, but the fan with the cigar shoves him off. Another fan tackles the cigar holder. A fight ensues.

Avan is shocked. He holds his neck, as D�Griff laughs.

Frequency: Get on with it!

Frequency is standing on the apron, opposite the camera.

D�Griff grabs Avan�s head, and nails him into the turnbuckle, forehead first. When Avan turns, D�Griff nails the Head F**k.

Take ya time, boi.

D�Griff calms himself.

Pace ya self. Ya�s got eight mo�e men ta go thra.

1:02:49

D�Griff gets up, grabs Avan again, and nails a second DDT.

Frequency is pacing on the outside, continuously watching the clock. You can�t tell who�s wrestling and who�s not by the look of the sweat on Frequency�s brow.

D�Griff up for a knee drop.

Avan�s skull pulses, as it drives deep into the mat.

Avan�s burnt neck is a blister, aggravated every time it�s remotely touched.

D�Griff is overpowering this one. He�s got a whole match to go.

Frequency: Come on!

D�Griff: Will ye� shut et!

D�Griff�s head is turned for a split second, just enough for�

LOW BLOW!

Knees buckled, sight blurry, D�Griff falls forward.

Shane Avan is up.

00:23:29

Kick to the head.

00:19:32

Down on his knees, he twists D�Griff�s nose.

D�Griff: Ugh!

00:13:25

Frequency is screaming for D�Griff to get up. It�s far from over.

Da match es jus startin�!

Palm to nose by D�Griff, causing Avan to revaluate things.

00:08:39

D�Griff is up again, Avan too. D�Griff lifts Avan up, and slams him onto his back.

In the crowd, the fan with the cigar has emerged victorious over the man that jumped him, but a new, bigger man has pinned him to the ground with a chair.

D�Griff stomps Avan. He chokes him, holding the throat closed.

�Black Sunshine� by White Zombie

Heero Takara makes his way down the ramp. Frequency is pissed.

2:00:00

The clock starts over again.

Heero slides in the ring and goes straight for D�Griff.

D�G: Fuck! It�s the chink!

Roundhouse Kick to the jaw!

D�Griff isn�t going down. Heero bounces off the ropes and dropkicks him. D�Griff still won�t drop.

Irish Whip!

BAM!

D�Griff nails a hard clothesline to Heero in return.

Frequency claps.

1:27:42

Frequency yells at him to pin and get it over with.

One.

D�Griff listens, but only because he was going to anyway.

Tw--.

SMACK!

Heero elbows D�Griff in the ear.

Frequency stares at the clock.

1:23:23

D�Griff gets to his feet.

BAM!

Shane Avan nails the Sugar Kick; his version of the Superkick.

D�Griff is down.

Drop Toe Hold by Heero to Avan.

Heero signals to the crowd that he�s going up.

Jonathan: You guys are quiet.

Kenny: This match is amazing.

Carl: It�s got my attention!

This isn�t going our way at all, Frequency thinks.

In the crowd, the man with the cigar is still fighting off people that want it, one even being a girl!

Heero climbs the turnbuckle�

CROTCH!

Shane Avan nails the ropes and Heero falls crotch first into the steel turnbuckle.

Is this guy nuts?

Avan runs up the turnbuckle pads and grabs Heero. With one swift move of his arms, he throws Heero over his head�

SUPERPLEX!

Avan hooks the Perfexecution, his Crossface.

A hawk hovers above the crowd: �Going Under� by Evanescence

Todd Zadik appears as the next enterant.

Carl: How many people can we fit in the ring at once?

Kenny: A lot more than ten.

Carl: Oh.

Zadik�s in and going after Avan.

TZ: Ready to meet your maker?

SA: Just cause you�re an endangered species don�t mean I ain�t gonna hurt you!

TZ: You�re thinking of eagles, boy.

BAM!

Zadik�s in the air to hit the Razor-Wing Sting. Avan�s busted open from the sharp tipped boots. A laceration on his left cheek drips fresh red blood.

D�Griff�s laying by the apron, as Frequency whispers in his ear.

Heero lays sprawled on the mat, right where Avan left him.

The man with the cigar in the crowd has picked up his complementary souvenir chair and is threatening anyone that comes near him.

1:32:23

Dese men will not bring me down!

Heero�s getting to his feet.

POOF!

Right back to where he was, thanks to the Nekro Blade by Zadik.

Jonathan: This guy�s cleaning house!

SMACK!

His time at the top was short.

The swelling already began before he hit the mat with a thud.

Turning to finish off the last man in the ring, he was met with cold, hard brass�.

Brass knuckles from D�Griff, with the assist going to Frequency.

One.

Avan stirs, but only wipes the blood from his cheek.

Two.

Frequency is going crazy.

THREE!

Kenny: And Todd Zadik is outta there!

JACK SPADE: TODD ZADIK HAS BEEN ELIMINATED (1)
*Still in: D�Griff, Shane Avan, Heero Takara

00:49:40

D�Griff shoves the brass knuckles into his terribly ripped pants and pulls out a cigar.

Frequency: What the hell do you think you�re doing?! That�s only one man!

D�Griff pulls out a lighter and lights it, ignoring his �manager�.

D�Griff: I need a fuckin� smoke, ya hear meh?

THUD!

Frequency slams his fists against the apron.

He inhales the cigar, breathing in all its goodness, and then lets it out his nose.

Avan is now up, bleeding cheek and burn mark on his neck.

Don�t think I forgot already, who put that burn mark on my neck.

Frequency: Keep your eyes open, beh----

--- too late!

Low Blow�.

�worse yet�

Jonathan: D�Griff just inhaled his cigar!!!!!

The crowd oo�s and aah�s.

Crowd: M-X-W! M-X-W!

Avan then Superkicks him in the back of the head, launching his cigar into the ringside area, next to the barricade.

Security has now approached the man with the initial cigar. He holds them off with his steel chair.

One of the security nabs him. The others wander back to where they were previously stationed.

YOICK!

The security guard takes the cigar from the fan and takes off. The fan chases the guard, wielding the chair as he follows.

00:00:01

�Immortal� by Adema

Mr. Extreme runs to the ring to join the fun.

D�Griff�s mouth is severely burned, Heero�s laying still, Avan�s standing and waiting for the new enterant, and Frequency is two inches away from pulling out all his hair.

Avan�s stance changes, hunched over, hands on bent hips, ready for anything�

�except a SPEAR!!

Mr. Extreme takes him down and pummels him with rights and lefts.

Carl: Is anyone else confused with all these Mr.�s? Mr. Reality, Mr. Extreme, Mr. Main Event. Fuck em all!

Jonathan: It is kind of unoriginal.

Carl: This coming from a man with the name Jonathan. I wonder how many Jonathan�s there are?

Kenny: 8 million, 4 thousand, 64 to be exact.

Carl: �..

Jonathan: ��

Carl: Back to the match!

Mr. Extreme�s up and moving towards a staggering Heero. He grabs him.

Twist Of Fate!

Avan from behind already up

SA: Gonna take more than that to keep me down.

Mr. Extreme retaliates with a Snap DDT.

Avan�s back up.

This time Avan has Extreme up and ready for a powerbomb� but wait�.

HURRICANRANA!!!

BUT AVAN�S ALREADY BACK UP!!!

Jonathan: I don�t know who�s more extreme, Mr. Extreme or Shane Avan.

Carl: I�d probably go with the obvious choice� the man who�s name IS Extreme!

Jonathan: And this is for the Xtreme Championship belt.

Carl: But Xtreme IS spelt different than Extreme!

Jonathan: You noticed that too?

Carl: Extreme and Xtreme are nothing alike though� wouldn�t it be weird if Mr. Extreme won the Xtreme belt. I�d find it ironic.

Kenny: You don�t even know what that means.

Carl: Yeah, I do, your mom explained it to me after sex last night.

Kenny: My mother is dead.

Carl: Exactly my point.

Kenny: �..

Jonathan: ��..

00:23:33

Avan�s still standing above Mr. Extreme.

You can finish him, just DO IT ALREADY, Avan�s prepping himself to be done with Extreme.

Model Temptation follows this epiphany.

Kenny: That would be the T-Bone Suplex he calls Model Temptation, as Avan was a model before wrestling.

Carl: Was a model? He still is!

One.

Frequency has pulled D�Griff out of the ring, as he checks his mouth.

Two.

X!!

�X� by Xzibit blasts the arena speakers.

X-Calibre dances down to the ring.

THREE!

JACK SPADE: MR. EXTREME HAS BEEN ELIMINATED (2)
*Still in: D�Griff, Shane Avan, Heero Takara, X-Calibre

2:00:00

Avan and D�Griff are one to one for pins now.

BAM!

Mean Streets Big Boot by X-Calibre to a rising Avan.

Sidewalk Slam.

Body Slam.

Powerslam.

The slams are unleashed consecutively onto Avan, who has no chance to escape the huge black man.

The boots to Avan drill him like hammers, the huge Timbaland boots killing Avan�s spirits.

Frequency calls the ref to check on D�Griff. EMTs are called to the ringside.

There is an empty spot in the crowd where the man with the cigar had been. You can still seem him and the security guard at a chase throughout the entire arena.

1:03:39

Jonathan: You know what�s crazy to think, this match has been so amazing, but it has only been almost 10 minutes long so far! So much action packed into such a short time.

EMTs are headed down the ramp, as Heero reaches his feet again.

Carl: Why�s the chink even in this match?

X-Calibre has Avan pinned against the turnbuckle in the corner, choking the life out of him.

Get de black man!

Heero runs to pounce and�.

BAM!

X-Calibre turns at just the right time to clothesline Heero to the mat once again.

00:34:00

Small flashlights are shoved into D�Griff�s mouth. Whatever got burnt, looks (and smells) horrible.

Frequency watches the match, then looks back to the examination, back and forth, back and forth.

Frequency: Can we get him back in the match?

EMT: No, I�m afraid he has severe burns in his mouth. We need to take him to an emergency room.

SMACK!

D�Griff shoves the EMT backward. A second one approaches, but Frequency takes care of this one.

Referee: I�m going to have to send D�Griff out of this match! He�s not medically cleared!

Before he can stop himself, Frequency nails the referee with a huge right hand. He�s down.

�Happy� by Mudvayne

Graves enters, determined.

X-Calibre has Heero pinned, but there is no referee.

Graves enters the ring.

1:53:03

X-Calibre is up and looking for the referee�. Who he find is Graves!

The old turn around, back to belly German Suplexes, or as Graves likes to call them �G-Plexes�.

One G-Plex�get up.
Two G-Plexes�.tougher to get up.
Third and final G-Plex�.let go.

Graves faces Heero now�. Not seeing Avan�s up and ready.

Ready, aim, fir---

BOOM!

Like a freight train!

All D�Griff�s weight runs full speed against Avan�s body.

Loss of control. Avan can�t do anything and hurdles over the top rope to the floor below. A sense of helplessness configures in his mind as he lays, wondering how he got from in the ring to out so quickly and so vertically disorientated.

00:21:39

Carl: Everything�s moving so fast!

Jonathan: Like I said, so much action in only two minutes. Think about how short two minutes seems, but when you actually look at it, you can do a lot in two minutes.

Carl: Oh man, tell me about it! I know from experience!

Graves and D�Griff meet face to face.

SPLIT!

X-Calibre�s up, but taken by Graves� Heero�s up, but taken by D�Griff.

A new referee runs down the rampway.

HAIL THE CHIEF!

Metallica�s rendition of �Eye Of The Tiger� hits.

The Jock runs down the ramp, fully dressed, ripping his pants off in basketball player style.

The Jock shows off to the crowd in the ring.

2:00:00

The Jock: Look at my physique! Sexy, I�.

1:45:00

One. Two. Three!!!

1:42:00

JACK SPADE: DAVID JOHNSON HAS BEEN ELIMINATED (3)
*Still in: D�Griff, Shane Avan, Heero Takara, X-Calibre, Graves

Kenny: He lasted 18 seconds! That has to be a record!

The Jock is stunned. He�s outside the ring, absolutely stunned. He heads back, just as the two men eliminated before had done� the walk of shame!

SLAM! SLAM!

The Elimination! Killer Slam!

D�Griff hits his most famous maneuver at the same time Graves hits his sidewalk slam.

They both pin, D�Griff to Heero, Graves to X-Calibre, at the same time.

One. One.

The crowd is going wild.

Two. Two.

Frequency is even excited.

THREE! THREE!

JACK SPADE: HEERO TAKARA AND X-CALIBRE HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED (4) (5)
*Still in: D�Griff, Shane Avan, Graves

00:39:39

Kenny: That was amazing. These three men are proving to be the best right now!

Jonathan: Frequency has not proven to be a very effect manager. I thought he was sinister. All I see is a worried little rat!

Kenny: I agree. He�s nothing special and has done nothing great this entire match.

D�Griff and Graves meet in the center of the ring again, face to face.

Kenny: These two are a great match. A one on one bout would be amazing to see between these two!

Pressure� heat�. Sweat�.. a burnt mouth�. Rage.

These men are staring holes into each others� if only looks could kill.

00:00:01

�THE OUTLAW� SETH DRAKE

�Cowboy� by Kidrock

Seth Drake towers over the ramp. Time for some Texas brawls to begin.

Jonathan: You know what that means, the new guy somehow got to be last!

Kenny: I think we know how! His �manager� is probably very powerful in the matters of business.

Carl: You mean, he�s Jason James!

Kenny: Yes, exactly.

Seth Drakes steps in the ring.

Suddenly, from the crowd runs the fan with the cigar chasing the security guard. The guard slides into the ring. He stops, star-struck, just realizing where he ran to. The fan catches up.

Time to finish the guard off and get what�s mine� or mine until I sell it on E-Bay.

Take his head off!!!!!

SWING!

SMACK!

THUD!

One.

Two.

THREE!!!

JACK SPADE: SETH DRAKE HAS BEEN ELIMINATED (6)
*Still in: D�Griff, Shane Avan, Graves

In all the confusion, the fan missed the guard and accidentally hit Seth Drake. Before he could do anything, Avan rolled up Drake and finished him off.

The security guard turns, grabs the fan and hauls him off.

Guard: All I needed was a reason to haul your sorry ass away.

Kenny: How can that be allowed to happen?

Carl: This is MXW. The fans go wild here!

00:28:00

Jonathan: We�re about to find out who the new guy�s manager is!

Avan goes to hit D�Griff, who is still staring down Graves.

Frequency, somehow, has gotten into the ring.

He�s smiling a smile we haven�t seen on him yet. Sinister!

He points with one finger at the Titan Tron.

On it, Avan�s girlfriend, Becky, is being held by three armed men.

Blood empties from his head and heart�. How could he have left her unattended?

In seconds, Avan is racing up the ramp, to help her.

Frequency: HAHA!!!

The referee begins a ten count for the count out.

One.

D�Griff still does not break the glare from Graves�.

Two.

00:06:39

Three.

Frequency slides out of the ring.

Four.

Avan has disappeared to the back.

Five.

The Titan Tron returns to normal.

Six.

Kenny: After the next man, no more timer!

Seven.

�Last Resort� by Papa Roach!!!

Nick Wulfenstein! The Newcomer! Enters last!

Eight.

The crowd goes wild!!!

Nick slides into the ring and battles with D�Griff and Graves.

Nine.

The timer disappears.

Ten!

JACK SPADE: SHANE AVAN HAS BEEN ELIMIATED BY COUNT OUT (7)
*Still In: D�Griff, Graves, Nick Wulfenstein

D�Griff: This is personal, Wulfy.

Toss to the ropes. Nick bounces�

�Frequency grabs Nick�s legs.

BAM!

Face first to the ground.

Kenny: It�s going to be hard for Nick to do anything with Frequency outside the ring.

Carl: Where�s Jason?

Kenny: Melanie hasn�t contacted us yet.

Jonathan: He�s probably still in that limo Nick arrived in!

Nick is slow to get up. D�Griff capitalizes on the slowness of his rebound.

Toss to the ropes again. Bounce. SLAM! Swinging Neckbreaker.

Kenny: Time for the Manchurian Way!

Jonathan: D�Griff�s going up for some air.

FLYING HEADBUTT!!

Graves is simply watching from the corner.

D�Griff signals for the end!! �or D�End!!

Nick�s up!

BAM!

D�END!!!!

Frequency is still smiling his sadistic smile.

One!!!

Graves smiles a cold smile as well.

Two!!!!

Jonathan: Looks like the new guy�s not what he�s cracked up to be.

Thr---

CONSIDER YOURSELF WARNED!!!!!

�96 Quite Bitter Beings� by CKY hits and the crowd screams!!

Kenny: IT�S AARON JEX!!!!

Jonathan: It wasn�t Jason James! It was Aaron!!! �Consider yourself warned� remember!

Carl: Oh yeah�.

Aaron Jex sprints down the ramp. D�Griff is standing. Frequency is stunned, mouth open wide.

Spear!!

But Jex isn�t done there. He didn�t come back for nothing.

THE BOSS CROSS TO D�GRIFF!!

Frequency stands, eyes wide.

Graves laughs, leaning in the corner.

The crowd is losing their voices with all the screaming.

Aaron is sprinting everywhere he goes. Suddenly, he sprints, leaps, and misses all the ropes, nailing Frequency on the outside with a diving suicide drop.

Who de fuck was dat?

D�Griff slowly rises, using the ropes for support. Nick sees this very close.

In the blink of an eye�. BAM!!!... THE PRODIGY!!!

A running jumping Downward Spiral.

One!

Aaron is beating the hell out Frequency to a chorus of cheers.

Two!

Graves slowly approaches the men, making sure he�s not surprised.

THREE!!!

JACK SPADE: D�GRIFF HAS BEEN ELIMINATED (8)
*Still In: Graves, Nick Wulfenstein

BAM!

I will not be surprised by you!

Graves stomps Nick to the ground.

Aaron Jex sending Frequency away, threatening him with a chair, given to him by a fan.

Frequency is worried�.but� starts to laugh insanely.

Toss to the ropes by Graves.

Graves attempts a Clothesline, but gets a Glance Of The Future.

Struggling!

Graves: Come on!! Do what you said you would!!!

Carl: What does that even mean and who�s he even talking to?

Graves: DO WHAT YOU SAID YOU WOULD!!!!

Aaron is watching the match intently now.

With Frequency gone, there�s only one thing�..

THUD!

Out cold�.

The referee keeps his eyes on the submission move applied.

A few more seconds and he�ll be backstage enjoying a nice hot�.

THUD!

Out cold�.

NW: We�re both new, pal, but it seems like I�m the better of us! Just let go!

Graves: Go to hell!

NW: Sorry, but this is going to hurt.

Nick goes to reverse the hold into a DDT� but�

THUD!

Not hard enough though� as he falls, he sees the face of his assailant� Frequency. With a sledgehammer.

With the referee out, Frequency hands Graves the sledgehammer and laughs loudly. Nick tries to get to his feet, but gets hit with a hard sledgehammer shot. This shot isn�t enough either. Nick still stirs. He leans forward again.

SWING!

Miss! *Strike One!*

SWING!

Dodge! *Strike Two!*

SWIN---FAKE�. DODGE!

THUD!!!!

Kenny: Oh� my�. God�.

The sledgehammer connects with his skull and knocks Nick back.

Adding insult to injury, Graves drags a limp body to the corner and climbs.

BAM!

Kenny: That�s the Hell�s Driver! Nick is done!

Jonathan: There�s no referee out here though, and none of them will come out after watching Frequency�s blatant disregard for life!

Frequency laughs. Sliding out of the ring, he approaches the bell ringer�s table.

Frequency: Give me that!

He slides back into the ring, with a microphone, getting in Nick�s unconscious face.

Frequency: See, Newcomer? This is what life is like! I didn�t come tonight for D�Griff. Me and Graves came to an agreement last week, and knowing I could influence anyone, I told D�Griff I would help him win� Haha! I lied!

The crowd is booing very loudly.

Frequency: I was a little shook up that Jason James was possibly your manager, but when I found out it was little worthless Aaron Jex, I knew this deal was sealed!!!

Jex is up!!! He�s bracing against the ring apron and crawls in.

Frequency: Give me that!

He grabs the sledgehammer from Graves, runs and nails Jex in the ribs!!! Jex falls out of the ring.

Frequency hands the hammer back and grabs the microphone again� he begins to unbutton his shirt.

Frequency: Since I�m the man with the most power here tonight, I�m going to make sure this match ends right!

He continues to remove his shirt, pulls the referee�s shirt off, and puts it on himself.

Graves tosses the sledgehammer to make the pin.

One!

Frequency slams the mat very fairly.

Two!

Jex is done for�

Three.

The crowd booes very loudly.

***DING DING DING***

JACK SPADE (RING ANNOUNCER): THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND NEW MXW XTREME CHAMPION: GRAVES!!!

�Happy� by Mudvayne hits, as Frequency hands him the title belt and holds up his arm.

Ashley Wylde runs down the ramp, excitedly.

Kenny: See, this wouldn�t have happened if Jason was here! This needs to be changed!

Carl: It is kind of gay! But I kinda like Graves. He has a boyish charm to him.

---Cameras shoot to the back where Shane Avan is slamming anything in sight.

Shane Avan: Where is she????

A tray of turkey wraps nail a tech in the head, knocking him out, mayonnaise dripping from his swollen forehead.

Tech #2: I heard screaming from over there!

Shane Avan shoves the man and runs for the room he pointed to.

SMASH!

The door is mashed off its hinges!

Inside, three men attack Avan! Becky is struggling to get away from a fourth man.

Avan�s no match for the men and falls to the floor. Becky screams.

SLAP!

The man holding Becky slaps her in the face and she falls to floor, crying into her hands.---

Jonathan: Oh my�.

Kenny: I�m not even going to say it! Jason should be here to put a stop to this!

Carl: Thought you said you weren�t going to say it?

Kenny: Well I lied!! What kind of owner doesn�t come to his first event??? This is pathetic. Things are out of control! I wouldn�t be surprised if someone died tonight!

Jonathan: That�s a little far fetched!

Kenny: Kidnapping isn�t? Sadistic men aren�t? Death is not out of the question, in my opinion!

Carl: It�s gonna be your funeral if you don�t shut up.

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