Earlier Today....

Voice: I've never liked faggots anyway...

[Jonathon leaves the studio into a sunlit day. He walks out of the door and looks around, we here a bit of rustling from the bushes as Jonathon walks through the alley-way. His cell phone rings and he picks it up.]

JTT: Hey Troy baby... I just left the studio; so we'll speak in a bit, yes?

[ The man from behind laughs as JTT walks through a dark alleyway, placing his cell phone back in his jean pocket. The man stopped and lowered his hand, into the vision of the camera. It clutched a cigarette.]

Voice: Stop right there, Johnny!

[ JTT turns around and looked scared, he backs up against the wall...]

JTT: What, what do you want?

[ The man laughs once again.]

Voice: Your blood on my hands...

[In one swift movement the man runs at the pretty-boy holiday star. He wears a balaclava and cracks him in the face of what can be presumed as a black iron bar. JTT falls at once, into the blood puddle created from the river that flows from his head. The man leans over and points.]

Voice: You tell Troy... I'm gonna do the same but ten times worse.

[He laughs and walks out, dropping the cigarette and stomping out. We exit the alleyway and head to the start of HYSTERIA!]

Watch your words
Or your words might drown you
And cure my wounds
And the light will blind you

[The intro starts off with a profile view of Ragonus, as the camera zooms in on his face, and he frowns, before it shows him deliver a brainbuster off the top rope to a hapless opponent who crashes into the mat with a sick impact..]

To truly see well
You must have faith
Oh the righteous they can't wait

[The Panther is shown next, and he looks good. Another clip is shown, from the legendary 5 man eXcess match.. He jumps off the top turnbuckle, taking out a local wrestler with a Doomsday Device, causing Miller to crash into the mat!]

A saving grace
That all we know
Let us pray
Let us hold on

[Spawn.. He looks ripped like always.. it shows him delivering a shot from a kendo stick right to the face of a wrestler..]

I can't breathe
I prefer to find a ceiling
To this hate of mine

[Shauna Soprano, stunning as always as she delivers a missile dropkick to a steel chair, sending it crashing into the face of her opponent.]

I can't win
I can fight no more
I am drowning
And I'm sick inside

[The Grudge has returned to his hardcore roots, and it's shown as his bloody and broken body flies off the tower with a diving elbow drop..]

Push no more
And the day will find you
Speak no truth
And your ways will end you

[Fear has his opponent on a stretcher and his head is sticking out from the bottom rope over the apron.. He jumps off the apron with a guillotine leg drop, causing his opponent to be shot into the ropes..]

You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down
You want commitment?
Put on your best suit; get your arms around me
Now we�re going down, down, down

[ Fear Places an opponent into a crucifix powerbomb position and connects with a DDT in mid move then will hook in a pin. He uses this move in extreme circumstances and always results in a victory!]

It's alright
And you must move on
Though the damage
Has been done

[Kronik delivers a legendary move only known as 'Playtime Ended' to a poor helpless opponent..]

Cherish the life
And the ones you hold
Can you change?
Can you go on?

[Leandro looks monstorous as he has a wrestler gripped from behind.. he delivers the reverse spinebuster to his opponent, causing him to crash into the mat, receiving a standing ovation from the Hysteria attendees..]

I can't breathe
I prefer to find a ceiling
To this hate of mine

[Kyle Bauer, cocky as ever, jumps off the top rope onto an opponent standing outside of the ring..]

I can't win
I can't fight no more
I am drowning
And I'm sick inside

[Troy Knight, MWF and now NLR legend soars through the air with his trademark move, 'The Rump Thump'..]

Push no more
And the day will find you
Speak no truth
And your ways will end you

[Sinn and Helena, the 'Femme Fatales' walk down the ramp, being oogled at by the fans..]

Bang...

[ Spawn walks from one side of the stage to the other, getting the crowd and himself pumped up before Mari Posa leads him down to the ring. ]

It's alright...

[Anarchy has broken loose in the NLR ring, as every feud in the fed has come to the light.. Leandro and Grudge swap punches while an old clip of Douglas and Doomsday battling back and forth is shown.. Troy Knight delivers a spin kick to Fear while Ragonus attacks Spawn from behind..]

...and you must move on...

[Insane Wayne drags his opponent into position before dropping him with a piledriver, nearly snapping his neck..]

...though the damage has been done...

[Sinnocence connects with her Iron Maiden finisher, and begins to wrench on the neck, causing them to black out..]

Cherish the life and the ones you hold...

[And now the new talent is highlighted.. Jesus Jones, boy does he look impressive.. Rigamortis hasn't done much to impress us.. But we're sure he'll come around.. Jonny Odel beats down an opponent in a dark match.. Jay Roberts is shown, staring at the camera.. Almost scarily.]

...can you change?, can you hold on?...

[ And right before the pyro shoots, you hear the ending of "Sons of Plunder" by Disturbed and NLR Owner J. McGuire speaking. ]

I can't breathe
I prefer to find a ceiling
To this hate of mine
I can't win
I can't fight no more
I am drowning
And I'm sick inside

McGuire: "The new NLR...taking it to the next level every Friday night."

Suddenly as "Sons of Plunder" by Disturbed starts over the loudspeaker Sully is interrupted. The lights of the arena flicker and from behind the velvet curtains, a young woman appears. Dressed in a mid-length black skirt with a Betty Page t-shirt and knee-high predator boots with her shoulder-length black hair pulled up into odangos. Trailing a few feet behind her, is Bobby Knight. The young boy is dressed in the best little Armani suit that money can buy. He just accompanies her, grinning widely. In her right arm, she carries a clipboard and in her left, a microphone.

McGuire: Well, my dears...it seems that Mr. Douglas has decided to leave us!

Sully: Yes...the news was reported earlier in the week, but who is this woman?

JP: Well, if you'd shut up, we'll find out.

The girl stands proudly, and quickly winks back at Bobby Knight before raising the microphone to her lips.

McGuire: And with Mr. Douglas' swift departure, and Mr. Knight here being a little too young to run a multi-million dollar company...the board of directors have decided to hand the reigns of power over to me....Joyce McGuire! It came as a shock to all of us, especially me, but they thought that I was most qualified for the job. And by God, I'm going to do my damnedest to bring the NLR back up to where it was when our beloved Ed Johnson was running it. As for Steven Douglas, the NLR family wishes him the best of luck on his endeavors.

She flashes the crowd a particularly loving smile and playfully rubs Bobby Knight's hair.

McGuire: So, I'm here to introduce myself as the new owner of the Next Level Revolution and to remind all of the roster that I'm here for you. This federation is yours...it can only be as great as you all make it and that brings me to my final statement.

The two announcers look at each other in a bit of shock and confusion as J. McGuire takes a deep sigh and then licks her lips.

Sully: Is she nuts? Saying shit like that? She's a freaking child, what can she possibly know about running a federation?

JP: Shut up and listen, Sully; I've heard about Ms. McGuire...she's a prodigy! And nothing can compare to her! She's got a great temper...and not to mention she's mentioned giving all of us raises...

Sully: A raise? I'm starting to like her already!

The new NLR owner brushes a stray hair out of her face and raises the microphone to her pink lips.

McGuire: I told you all...I'm here for you, but don't get on my bad side...you wouldn't like me when I'm mad...

She hands the clipboard to Bobby Knight and turns around, waving goodbye to a crowd who can't help but be shocked. A nineteen year old woman is running the NLR...we can only pray for the best as "Sons of Plunder" hits the speakers again and the teenager disappears behind the velvet curtains followed closely by Bobby Knight. Now, we go back to the ring for the first match of the night.

Frazier: "This next match is scheduled for one fall. First making his way to the ring . . .DECADO!�

[The arena lights darkness before 'Prayer' by Disturbed blares from the stage. Smoke appears before Decado walks through it, the lights gradually return to full as Decado makes his way to the ring, and is attacked from behind by Mike Saint.]

Sully: �What�s Saint doing?�

JP: �Kicking the hell out of Decado!�

[Saint kicks Decado in the gut, and then DDT�s him down on the ramp. Saint then lifts Decado back up, and chops him across the chest. Decado staggers back down the ramp towards the ring. Saint runs forward, and hit�s a leaping side kick on Decado sending him to the ground. ]

Sully: �This isn�t fair! Decado didn�t have a chance to . . .�

JP: �Eh . . .who cares.�

[Saint lifts Decado back to his feet, and rolls him into the ring. Ike saint roll into the ring after him. Decado staggers back to his feet, and is caught with a chop block.]

JP: �No way!�

Sully: �It isn�t going to . . .�

[Saint then bounces off the ropes, and catches Decado with the R�v�lat�r.]

Sully: � . . .End like this!�

[Saint goes for the pin. ]

1 . . .
2 . . .
3 . . .

Frazier: �Here is your winner . . . .MIKE SAINT!�

[The scene opens up with the clich� white stretch limousine pulling up inside the parking lot. As it pulls to a halt the driver pops open his door and steps out, the driver is a rotund little man, dressed in a casual black suit and a black hat, he bends down to tie his shoe as we can hear the voices of JP and Sully in the background.]

JP: Uh oh, who do you think it could be?

Sully: Could be anyone, Leandro, the Grudge, perhaps even Claudio Turbine!

[With that said and the shoe tied the chubby driver then hikes down to the end of the limousine and pops open the door. He holds it open for a few seconds as a man with long blonde hair, black sunglasses, and a black Armani suit hops out of the back. As he stands firmly on the concrete ground he smoothes out his clothes and adjusts his sunglasses before grinning and inhaling the fresh NLR atmosphere.]

JP: Sully! That�s, that�s, that�s Rob Daunte!

Sully: And if he�s here, you know who must be here as well!

[Rob then steps off to the side as a man in a white tuxedo and also wearing a pair of sunglasses steps out of the limo. He strokes his clean cut dirty blonde hair a few times before patting Rob on the shoulder and checking out his surroundings.]

JP: The rumors are true! Chris Griffin is here!

Sully: Good God, I never thought I�d see the day.

[Before Chris can even make a step forward journalist extraordinaire, Jason Collins, wearing a plaid blue shirt with a black tie and a pair of tan kaki pants comes running up to Chris and Rob with a microphone in his hand, he wipes some sweat off his head before firing off a question.]

Jason Collins: Hello NLR fans and superstars alike, I�m the one and only Jason Collins standing here alongside PWX Phenomenon and number TWO ranked superstar next to his rival Michael Norcia, he is the first ever man to contend for the PWX World Title, and rumor has it that he has signed with the NLR! Chris, please relieve us of our anxiety, are the rumors true?

[Chris raises an eyebrow at Jason before lowering his sunglasses so that we can see the tip of his eyes. He then winks at the camera before answering.]

Chris: I don�t know, Jason. There�s a lot of rumors in the air around this time, some may be true, and some may not be true. But I�ve heard one rumor that I am none to fond of, I�m here tonight, to not only become one with my surroundings, but to find out the answer to this, how you say, most tragic rumor. So if you�ll excuse me, I have some investigating to do.

[With that said Chris flees the scene leaving Rob Daunte and the rotund driver behind. Jason then swings the mic to Rob Daunte who chuckles before acknowledging him.]

Rob: Heh, don�t push your luck, kid.

[The scene then switches to ringside with Sully and JP standing by.]

JP: Become one with his surroundings? I don�t understand, does that mean he is a member of the NLR, or he isn�t?

Sully: John, I haven�t the slightest idea, however it seems like tonight�s going to be quite a show. When we return we hope to not only find out the answer to the Chris Griffin rumor, but to the rest of the news that�s been spreading throughout the NLR as well.

[The scene opens up with the door of J. McGuire getting kicked open with and authoritative kick, the culprit? None other then Chris Griffin and his trusty side kick Rob Daunte. As Chris enters the room and locks eyes with a more then startled J. McGuire he does a Randy Orton like pose in the entrance before smiling and seating himself on a near by black leather chair. Getting over the unexpected suprise McGuire quickly regains her composure before addressing Chris and Rob who still stands near the entrance way, his hands folded and his shoulder leaning against the door way.]

McGuire:Well, if it isn't our newest talent, Mr. Chris Griffin himself.

Chris: Thats right babe, I may be new, but don't call me a rookie.

Rob: Yes Mrs. McGuire, dont ever, EVER, call Mr. Griffin a rookie.

McGuire: Well, I'll have you know that I had no intention what so ever of calling him a rookie. We hold you and your great talent at high regards here in the NLR.

Chris: Good, glad to hear that. So then, when can I be expecting my first match? I bet it's gonna be a show stopper to say the least, eh?

McGuire: Well actually, we left you off of the next card, but the one after that, you will definitly be booked, so be sure to bring your A-Game.

[Chris nearly chokes on his gum at the mention of this, he tongues his cheek before glancing around the room, a bit skeptical of what Mrs. McGuire has just told him.]

Chris: Aheh, surely you must be joking. I join this place to lend a helping hand to the sister fed of the PWX, and then I don't even get booked for the upcoming card? You know what, ok, fine. I'll play it your way, for now. Mrs. McGuire, don't expect to hear from me until sometime after you write the name Chris Griffin on that Hysteria card. You have a nice night now.

McGuire: You're not staying to watch the show?

[Upon hearing the question Chris lowers his sunglasses and shoots her a very skeptical glance before snapping his fingers for Rob to follow him out the door, and departing for the night.]

McGuire: Very well, Mr. Griffin...you'll get your match...

Back to the arena....

Jackie Frazier: The following opening contest for Hysteria Is a Hardcore rules match and is a Legacy Tourney Match, scheduled for one fall, where falls count anywhere. Making his way to the ring first, Residing in Woodland NY, standing 6�4� and weighing in at 257 lbs, he is �The Reason�, Trenton Pierce!

"Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe the spit from my face, wipe these tears from my eyes."

These four lines whip the crowd into a frenzy. Most eagerly waiting for the man known as Trenton Pierce to walk onto the stage and then to the ring. As the song hits full force, Trenton Pierce walks onto the stage and looks over the crowd. He stands looking satisfied for several seconds before descending to the ring. As he gets to the ring he slides under the rope and taunts the crowd before running the ropes and getting set for the match.

Jackie Frazier: And his Opponent for the match, from Santa Barbara, California, standing 6�2�, and weighing in at 204 lbs, he is �The Synopsis�, Brett Cordova.

"I Will Breathe Fire" by Strata hits the speakers, and Brett Cordova comes out from the back, he stands on the stage for a minute smirking, then points at Trenton and does some trash talking as he makes his way to the ring, He enters it, and the two childhood rivals, are face-to-face, eye-to-eye, neither man making a move as the bell sounds.

*Ding Ding*

[The two just glare at each other for a few minutes.]

JP: Now this should be an interesting match up right here, a hardcore match to open up this new edition of hysteria, and from what we have heard of both men, these two simply hate each other.

Sully: Well your sure on you�re A-Game tonight JP. But personally I can�t wait to see these two just rip right in to each other.

[Brett is the first to act and delivers a quick kick to the moneybags.]

Sully: WHAT A SHOT, IT MIGHT BE OVER RIGHT HERE.

JP: What underhanded tactics.

[Brett goes for the cover, referee goes down for the count, 1�2�No kick out by Trenton.]

JP: That would have been a fast one, but Trenton kicked out in time.

[Trenton is up and the two start to exchange left and rights. Brett has the upper hand, and delivers a deadly closed fist that sends Trenton rocking. Brett quickly follows it up with a DDT and goes to the outside.]

Sully: Looks like the weapons are being brought in early.

[Trenton looks to the outside and sees Brett searching for something. Brett meanwhile has taken out a trash can lid, and re-enters the ring.]

JP: Now I wonder what he is planning on doing with that trash can lid.

Sully: Isn�t it obvious?

[Brett stands and smirks at Trenton who is slowly getting up to his feet, he slowly walks up to him and readies the trash can lid, he is just about to connect when Trenton connects with a low blow of his own.]

Sully: Paybacks a b*tch!

JP: SULLY!

[Brett falls like a redwood and holds on to his jewels. Trenton Is all the way up now and, lifts up Brett and positions him near the ropes, he runs to the opposite side of the ring, bounces of the ropes and connects a hard clothesline sending them both over to the mat below.]

JP: Don�t be fooled folks that mat provides little protection.

[Trenton goes over and grabs a steel chair from the timekeepers table, and nails Brett in the back with a thunderous chair shot. He hits another, and then a third to the back of Brett�s thick skull. Brett goes down hard, and Trenton makes a cover, and the ref counts, 1�2�nope Brett got the shoulder up.]

Sully: These two will do whatever it takes to decapitate the other one.

JP: I bet you just love what you�re seeing aren�t you?

Sully: Heck yea.

[Trenton starts to deliver more chair shots to Brett, after a fifth shot however Brett gets a boot up and plants the chair in Trenton�s face. Irish whip into the steel steps by Brett, and Trenton takes the force full on in the back and shoulders]

Sully: That has got to hurt!

[Brett looks over at Trenton to admire his handy work, suddenly for some reason he turns around and walks towards the back. Trenton notices this and follows him, not wanting him to get away that easy. Trenton successfully catches up to Brett has he reaches the ramp, Trenton taps Brett on the shoulder, as Brett turns around slowly, he gets nailed by a super kick by Trenton, cover and a kick out.]

JP: Looks like this match might spill on to the outside of the arena.

[The two warriors brawl as they make their way backstage; Trenton grabs some silver wires and starts to choke out Brett. Brett gasps for air, the ref asks if Brett wants to quit, but Brett simply says f*ck off. Brett hits some shoulders to Trenton�s gut and tries to force him to break the choke. Trenton holds on and applies more pressure but Brett is able to get out. ]

JP: Man this is getting brutal

Sully: I just love this.

[Brett grabs on to Trenton and throws him into some of the backstage equipment with a sickening thud. Brett is on the offensive now and throws some hard lefts into Trenton, he grabs a nearby beer bottle and smashes it in Trenton�s face busting him open.]

Sully: Blood has been shed!

JP: You're sick.

[Brett and Trenton are all the way near the private parking lot now. Trenton tries to make a comeback, but Brett is relentless. He starts to lay in hard stiff kicks. Brett goes to nail a high kick but Trenton grabs his leg, but Brett uses this to plant an Enziguiri nailing him hard in the back of the neck. Trenton is down and Brett looks for an opening. Brett gets this really twisted idea as he finds Trenton�s car and gets in.]

JP: Wait he�s seriously not going to do this.

Sully: O I think he is.

[Trenton is starting to stir but has no idea of what is about to happen, Brett starts the car and gives an evil grin, shouting, "Remember what I did to Kaydence. You want to see your daughter again well I can arrange that." Trenton looks up with a shock of horror towards the car as it speed towards him, he just barely dives out of the way to dodge it, Brett hits the breaks hard, coming inches before the clement wall. He gets out and grabs a steel chair]

JP: Someone has to stop this

Sully: These two men simply hate each other.

[Before Trenton can get his guard up, Brett delivers three dangerously loud and hard chair shots, one to the head, on to the back and another one to the back of the legs forcing Trenton down on to the hard pavement.]

Sully: He calls that the Murderous Three.

JP: I call it sick.

Sully: And that means he�s going for his finishing move, The Synopsis

[Brett gets ready to nail his finisher, Trenton is slowly staggering to his feet, Brett rushes in to hit the shining wizard, but Trenton gets out of the way just in time. Brett lands hard of the unforgiving pavement.]

JP: That was a critical miss there, but can Trenton capitalize

[Trenton goes over, and hoists Brett into a snap powerbomb planting him hard on the floor. Trenton then gets an idea. He carries the dazed Brett over to his car and gets on top of it on to the car roof.]

JP: I don�t like the looks of this, someone please stop this match before either of these two men permanently injure themselves.

Sully: JP you�re such a wuss.

JP: And you have no humanity at all Sully.

[Trenton has Brett in position and hoists him up into the air into a Jackhammer; he plants Brett head first on the Car roof, which dents it.

Fans: HOLY SHIT�HOLY SHIT�HOLY SHIT.

Sully: That was insane!

JP: He�s dead he has to be, or else has one nasty headache.

[Trenton is far from done however as he picks Brett up in an inverted F-5, throws Brett�s legs over his shoulders and makes Brett land face to car.]

JP: That�s the Hemorrhage.

Sully: That must mean.

[Trenton picks Brett up and stands back to back with him and locks arms, he then pulls him over his back and plants him on to the car with a pedigree.]

JP: And there�s the Impalement; this has got to be it. No way Brett is getting up from those deadly moves on the car.

[Trenton finally covers Brett and the Ref gets onto the car and counts the 1�2�3]

JP: He did and thank goodness it�s all over.

Sully: Somehow I think it is far from over for these two.

Jackie Frazier: The Winner of the match and advancing in the legacy Tourney match, Trenton Pierce!

JP: He�s not even moving someone get the EMTS out there now!

[EMTS rush to the back as a stretcher is brought out. They help Brett on to the Stretcher and wheel him to a waiting ambulance.]

Backstage at Hysteria, we see the new NLR CEO, J. McGuire, walking quietly with a clipboard in hand. She's dressed conservatively, or at least what can be considered conservative for her. Her kohl rimmed eyes shift to find NLR new-comer Trenton Pierce standing outside the locker room. She walks over to him and taps him lightly on the shoulder.

McGuire: Mr. Pierce, I presume?

Trenton: Indeed, what can I do for you?

She smiles widely and looks at her clipboard.

McGuire: I'm J. McGuire, the new Owner and CEO of the NLR...and I wanted to welcome you to family. What the stockholders have seen so far has been very impressive.

Trenton: Well thank you J. Glad I could be here. And it's good to see that they approve.

McGuire: I just have one question....where exactly do you see yourself going in the next few weeks, Mr. Pierce?

Pierce: Honestly? Straight to the top J. It seems as if the NLR is lacking a star of my caliber and with the history that I currently have backing me. I don't see anyway, but up... I have a feeling that things in this federation are about to get turned upside down, and I can assure you that I'm going to do everything in my power to bring the rankings up here at the NLR...

She smiles again as we fade back to the ring...

Frazier: �Making his way to the ring at this time. From Sydney, Australia . . .He is RIGAMORTIS!�

Take The Power Back Starts to play and a green mist surrounds the entrance way. Rigamortis and Purple Starr emerge from the mist from the stage floor. As they start down the ramp pyros go off down the ramp and a red mist starts to surround the ring. Rigamortis and Starr enter the ring with Starr perched upon his shoulder. The lights begin to strobe then cut off. When the lights come back up Rigamortis is standing in the center of the ring with Star still on his shoulders. Music cuts.

Frazier: �His Opponent . . .from San Antonio, TX . . .JAY ROBERTS!�

"Innocence" by Fuel begins to play and the light turn off. Pyros begins to fill the entranceway. As the chorus of "We were Innocent.." plays, the pyros die down. As the song kicks in with "Angels, Lend me your might.." the lights kick back on with and explosion and Jay Roberts stands in a cloud of smoke, looking toward the ring. He makes his way to the ring, not removing his glare from the ring. He climbs in and looks around at the crowd, tossing his shades to the ground and leaning in a corner, waiting for the match to start.

Frazier: �And finally . . .From Spokane, WA . . .VINCE CANNON!�

Over the P.A.... Vince Cannon is rated R by the motion picture association of America. Parental Guidance is Suggested. seconds later "Angry again" By Megadeth blasts over the P.A. Cannon emerges form the Curtain , stops at the top of the entrance way and peers out at the crowd in suspense. After this Cannon methodically makes his way to the ring.

As soon as Vince gets into the ring he charges forward, and tackles Jay to the ground with a vicious spear. Vince lifts Jay back to his feet, and goes for a DDT, Jay blocks it, and Connects with a Northern Lights Suplex.

1 . . .

Vince kicks out. Jay and Vince once again get back to their feet. Jay runs off the ropes and Ducks under a clothesline from Vince. Vince turns around, but not in time, and gets nailed by a flipping drop kick to his jaw. Vince stumbles back, and runs right into Rigamortis. Vince turns around, and Rigamortis grabs him around the throat. Vince is lifted high into the air, and then tossed at Jay. Jay moves out of the way, and Vince hit�s the mat hard. Jay then charges forward, and hits Rigamortis with a drop kick to the knee.

JP: �Sheesh, they started the match before we could even get ready to announce it!�

Sully: �Did you just say Sheesh?�

JP: �Shut up!�

Rigamortis rocks back as Jay drop kicks him again to the knee, and then once more. Rigamortis goes down to one knee. Jay signals to the crowd, and then bounces off the ropes. As he charges forward Vince hops back to his feet, and catches him with a clothesline. Jay Drops down to the mat as Rigamortis gets back to his feet. Vince stares up at Rigamortis, and then Holds out his hand. Rigamortis stares down at Vince, and then looks over at Jay who is still down. Rigamortis smiles, and then shakes Vince�s hand.

Sully: �What is this?�

JP: �I think Jay is in trouble.�

Rigamortis Lifts Jay up from the mat, and then sends him off the ropes. As Jay comes off the ropes Rigamortis catches him with a Power slam, and then rolls to the side as Vince comes off the top rope with the Cannon ball. Vince hops to his feet, and motions to the crowd. Rigamortis backs away into a corner, and looks on as Vince Lifts Jay up, and hooks him for the Peace Maker.

Sully: �Jay may be going for a ride!�

JP: �Damn that was lame!�

As Vince lifts Jay up for the Peacemaker Rigamortis rushes forward, and Lifts both men up for a slam. He holds onto both of them, and takes a few steps back before leaping forward, and power slamming both men to the mat.

JP :�WHAT A SHOW OF POWER BY RIGAMORTIS!�

Rigamortis gets back to his feet, and looks out over the crowd. Rigamortis then lifts Vince back to his feet, and then drops him down with a Double Arm DDT. Rigamortis stand sup again, lifting Vince up as he does. Rigamortis walks Vince over towards the corner as Jay gets back to his feet. Rigamortis lifts Vince up, going for the Catacomb, As He has Vince set, and ready to drop him Lay hit�s a chop block from behind. Rigamortis hit�s the mat. Vince manages to land on his feet, but gets caught with the Point Blank from Jay.

Sully: �Jay just nailed Vince with his finisher!�

JP: �This could be all she wrote.�

Sully: �All she wrote?�

Jay goes for the pin.

1 . . .

2 . . .

Rigamortis is back on his feet, and kicks Jay off of Vince. Jay rolls to the side, and gets up to one knee. He lunges towards Rigamortis, but gets a big boo to the face. Rigamortis lifts Jay back up, and drops him with the Catacomb. Rigamortis then picks Jay up, and lays him on top of Vince.

Rigamortis goes for the pin.

1 . . .

2 . . .

3 . . .

Frazier: �Here is your winner . . . .RIGAMORTIS!�

We come back from commerical to see Ragonus standing in the ring with his manager/wife Rachel as Falling Away from Me dies down. Rachel grabs a microphone and hands it to Ragonus as she looks at the crowd nervously.

JP: Wow. This guy never comes out here. But after last week's brutal match.

Sully: Folks if you didn't see last week Ragonus was knocked out cold after spending most of the match brutalizing Sinnocence and Bones McCoy. He probably would have killed one of them if Sinn hadn't literally shut him down.

Ragonus: Last month I threatened to kill this fed. NLR had become too corrupt to survive. Last week after I regained consciousness I knew I had been right. NLR must pay penance. For it has committed a grave crime. NLR is a murderer.

The fans begin murmuring in confusion as everyone around Ragonus seems unsure of what to say.

Ragonus: Once I knew a wonderful woman and a hell of an athlete named Jada Kaine. She came to NLR and was killed by the despicable men who make up this company. For destroying her you will all experience true suffering. I will teach you what violence really is.

JP: Wait a minute. She isn't dead. Ragonus has lost his mind.

With that Twisted Transistor by Korn begins to play and out walks Sinnocence. She goes straight into the ring without stopping for pleasantries. She grabs a mic from a stage hand and looks right at Ragonus.

Sinn: What is wrong with you? No one is dead. I am standing right here.

Rachel tried to pull her husband back a step as he sneered at the former Four Towers Champion.

Ragonus: I am speaking of a woman I respected. A woman with class and dignity. Not some crack whore.

With that Jada goes to charge him screaming as Rachel holds them apart. Fortunately security is on the scene soon and helps pull the two former friends apart.

Sully: Man this is insane. These two were like best friends at one point.

Ragonus grabs his microphone as he heads up the ramp way at Rachel's prompting.

Ragonus: If I have to put you out of your misery Sinnocence, I will.

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Again...backstage we see the ever present J. McGuire with her clipboard in hand, her earlier run-in with NLR new-comer Trenton Pierce had been enlightening to say the least, and now, she wanted to meet someone with a bit more experience in the NLR ring...a certain someone who gave his former friend the cold shoulder. He was called several names, but the new GM advisor was certain that Ragonus suited him best. She finds him walking with his wife, Rachel Smit, down a long and lonely corridor.

McGuire: Mr. Ragonus, can you spare a moment?

Ragonus: Depends. Who are you?

She lets a small smirk cross her face, knowing better than to put up an ego in front of this dangerous man.

McGuire: I'm J. McGuire, new owner of the NLR...and unofficial keeper of the peace. It's a pleasure to meet you and Miss Smit.

Ragonus: Okay. You get a moment of my time then. What can I help you with?

The young advisor turns and gives him a small smile.

McGuire: I mostly just wanted to know what you plan on doing exactly to Sinnocence...it seems she's falling quite a few rungs down the ladder of life lately...are you planning on 'helping' her like you did in the W3? I've always been a big fan of your work.

Ragonus: I didn't help Sinnocence. I helped the late Jada Kaine-McCoy. That wench will get a mercy killing if she is lucky. Just like the rest of them.

McGuire: And if she manages to topple your plans?

Ragonus: Plans? Topple? You act like I'm some ego-punk trying to win gold. I'm talking about tearing this fed down. I will win in the end because violence never ends

McGuire: I mean no disrespect, Mr. Ragonus, and I certainly would never think of you as an ego punk. I'm just wondering what you will do if she manages to destroy you...instead of the other way around.

Rachel: I bury him. Ma'am understand my husband lives to fight. Only death will end his fighting days. Retirement doesn't exist in his world.

Rachel stepped between her husband and Miss McGuire sensing his building frustrations. The black-haired advisor nods slightly, understanding what the woman is saying. She jots a few things down on her clipboard before smiling widely.

McGuire: Well, I wish you great fortune in your endeavors, Mr. Ragonus. Sinn is a tough woman...especially now that...oh, nevermind. Something so trivial surely wouldn't interest you.

Ragonus: Oh really? Try me Miss McGuire

Rachel: Rags-chan. Please.

McGuire: Very well, Mr. Ragonus. Rumors are spreading that Miss Kaine has developed quite a few new abilities, one of them being rather deadly...it should make your fight interesting to say the least.

Ragonus laughs loudly a mixture of amusement and hatred. He walks off as Rachel sighs.

Rachel: No offense Miss McGuire but no one in NLR except maybe Helena Kruez has a clue about some of his "advanced techniques". I should go.

With that Rachel walks off after the dangerous Ragonus. J. McGuire chuckles quietly as the couple retreats to their locker room.

McGuire: I would certainly hope that he's prepared for what Miss Kreuz has in store for him...

She walks off, in search of one more NLR superstar...the newest 4-Towers Champion, David "Bones" McCoy.

Frazier: This match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York.. weighing in at 275 pounds... Sozzey!

['Numb' by Linkin Park hits the PA as Sozzey comes out onto the ramp, stopping at the beginning of the ramp.. and looks around at the fans, who are booing madly at them.. Spitting on the ramp, he walks down and rolls into the ring..]

JP: Sozzey looks good, this match ought to be something amazing!

Sully: Agreed!

Frazier: And.. weighing in at 240 pounds...from The Shadows... Ragonus!

['Falling Away from Me' by Korn hits the PA as Ragonus sprints down the ramp, and slides into the ring as the bell rings Ragonus lays fist after fist into the face of Sozzey, backing him into the corner..]

JP: Ragonus is picking up where he left off last week!

Sully: Sozzey is in trouble!

[Ragonus reaches back far and delivers a hard chop, causing Sozzey to cry out in pain! He reaches back and delivers a 2nd chop to Sozzey, causing his chest to begin to turn red! Ragonus delivers a third and fourth.. bruising his chest.. as he reaches back to deliver a fifth, Sozzey ducks under the chop, and throws him into the corner.. and Sozzey begins to throw hands into the face of Ragonus!]

JP: Ragonus in trouble!

[He delivers a few knees to the midsection of Rags before delivering a European uppercut.. and then reaches back and wedges him into the corner with a violent clothesline.. He then kicks him in the midsection, but as he goes for a Suplex, Ragonus floats over.. and delivers a flat palm to the spine of Sozzey, causing him to go down to his knees!]

Sully: Ragonus back in control!

JP: You don't want to let Ragonus stay on his feet.. He's dangerous..

[He then grabs Sozzey and delivers a back drop, then while holding on stands back up.. He then delivers a few blows to the spine.. But Sozzey drops backwards, smashing Ragonus into the mat! He drags him to his feet and delivers a pendulum backbreaker to Ragonus!]

JP: Ouch!

Sully: Sozzey knows Ragonus fell hard on his back last week, so he knows where to target..

[As Ragonus gets back to his feet, Sozzey locks in a bear hug.. Ragonus begins to wave his arms, screaming and clawing towards the ropes.. He finally just low blow kicks Sozzey, causing him to drop onto his back and start rolling around.. The ref never saw it as Ragonus collapses onto the 2nd rope..]

JP: Ouch!

Sully: Every man in the audience just winced!

[Ragonus stomps on Sozzey to stop him from getting up before bouncing off the ropes.. as he comes back he delivers a dropkick to the side of the face of Sozzey who was trying to get up, causing it to burst open his bottom lip and send blood everywhere!]

JP: No luck for Sozzey tonight!

Sully: Ragonus is just plain vicious!

[Ragonus locks in a front neck lock on Sozzey, dragging him to his feet before planting him right then and there with a DDT! He stands to his feet, yanking Sozzey up and scoop slamming him to the mat! Rags goes down to one knee, holding his back in pain..]

JP: Ragonus may've hurt his back!

[As Sozzey begins to stand up, Ragonus gets up off of one of his knees and Sozzey spears him to the mat! Ragonus grabs his arms whenever he goes to hit him, and puts his knees to his chest, and rolls backwards, sending him into the ropes!]

Sully: Nice maneuver from Ragonus!

JP: His back is starting to hurt..

[As Sozzey gets up and goes for a right hand on Ragonus, but Ragonus ducks, and goes behind him.. as Sozzey spins, Ragonus delivers a knife-edged chop.. a 2nd knife edged chop bruises the chest of Sozzey, causing his feet to go out from under him..]

Sully: We should start a counter of every time Sozzey gets chopped! So far I count 7!

[As Sozzey gets up, Ragonus delivers another chop..]

JP: 8!

[Ragonus yanks up Sozzey, and whips him.. As Sozzey comes back Ragonus grabs him, holding him up in the air.. And dropping him with a brain buster! Blood is all over the mat as Sozzey begins to twitch..]

Sully: Yeesh!

[Ragonus grabs Sozzey, who is practically disabled! As he whips him off the ropes, Sozzey regains some sense of where he is, he braces for impact and shoulder blocks Ragonus to the mat.. Then bouncing off the ropes, he jumps over Rags and on his way back, Rags flies with a huge spinning wheel kick into Sozzey! Sweat and blood go everywhere!]

JP: The mat is getting a knew coat of 'paint' just from Sozzey's face!

Sully: The Janitor may get paid over time!

[Ragonus drags up Sozzey, and delivers a huge chop to him, causing sweat to go flying everywhere.. There's a hand-shaped bruise on Sozzey's chest!]

Sully: 9!

[As Sozzey stumbles back and forth, Ragonus kicks the back of his knee, and then backs up.. And buzzsaw kicks him in the face! The crowd goes 'OH!' all at once, as blood sprays everywhere, as blood soaks the mat..]

JP: That hurt!

Sully: You can say that again!

[Ragonus drags Sozzey to his feet and goes to whip him, but Sozzey puts on the brakes and whips Ragonus towards the rope.. someone jumps up on the apron, and guillotines Ragonus off the top rope!]

Sully: That's Mak!

JP: Oh my god!

Sully: The ref never saw him!

[Ragonus holds his throat, Sozzey picks him up and drops him with a spine buster!]

JP: Ragonus in a world of trouble!

[Sozzey flexes as he drags Rags to his feet, throws him between his legs.. looking for a jackknife powerbomb! Ragonus realizes he's in trouble though, delivers a right hand to the face of Sozzey, before flipping over his back, landing on his feet and taking him out with a well placed dropkick! Sozzey falls out of the ring...Mak gets up on the apron, but Ragonus just delivers a hard chop, sending him falling off backwards.. Ragonus looks around, to the fans.. to Kronik at ringside..]

Sully: Ragonus with an inventive counter, he's standing tall alone in the ring!

[Sozzey slides back in, but Ragonus sees him coming and delivers a high knee to the chest, causing him to flip over.. Gasping for air.. He sets Sozzey on the top turnbuckle.. He begins to climb, and then lifts him up, showing amazing strength as he drops him with the Killing Stroke!]

Sully: HOLY SHIT!

JP: OH MY GOD!

[Sozzey lays deathly still as Ragonus drags him to a sitting position before locking in a reverse dragon sleeper, cranking the neck hard! Sozzey comes to life, screaming in agony only to tap out.. Ragonus has his hand raised by the ref..]

Frazier: And your winner, by submission.. Ragonus!

JP: What a great match between Sozzey and Ragonus!

Sulley: I'd say...

[The men remain in the ring after their hard fought battle when all of a sudden the lights dim in the arena.]

JP: What...the?

[An explosion erupts from the ramp way and "Firefly" by Breaking Benjamin hits.]

JP: No...way...

[The fans erupt from their seats and Ragonus and Sozzey turn towards the entrance ramp...]

Sulley: Can it be?

[The lights begin to flicker throughout the arena as Claudio Turbine emerges from the curtains.]

JP: CLAUDIO TURBINE IS HERE!!

[Claudio smirks and runs his hand over his chin... he walks to the top of the ramp way and throws his arms up into the air..]

Sulley: He's back!

[Claudio walks down the ramp way as Rags and Sozzey wonder what's going on... Claudio enters the ring and looks at both men. Sozzey shoves Rags forward and Claudio nails him with the Suffering... the fans rise.]

JP: Sozzey and Claudio Turbine on the same side??

[Sozzey smirks and Claudio nods his head, but he quickly nails Sozzey with a superkick knocking him clean out....Claudio waves his hands in front of his waist as the fans scream his name]

JP: Claudio's back in NLR!!

Sulley: Rue this day!

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We come back from commercial to find J. McGuire hot on the trail of Brigadier General, David "Bones" McCoy. He recently won the 4-Towers title from his ex-wife in a brutal table match...and if there was one thing about the General that the management of NLR didn't like, his elusiveness. As far as they were concerned, the man was far too quick to step out of the spotlight for the "bigger names". When she finally finds the little soldier, his stature is the first thing that catches her eye. He's a lot shorter than she thought...the new GM advisor only being a hair taller. A small smile crosses her face as she taps the Marine on the shoulder. "General McCoy?"

He turns around, wearing his khaki shirt and blue pants, with the red stripe up the side. His tie is still on, as are the stars on his lapel. After he turns, he gives her a warm look. "Yes, ma'am.....are you lost? This is the entrance to the men's locker area....did you know that?"

She chuckles warmly, her kohl rimmed eyes shining widely. To the General she appears to be no more than eighteen years old, Helena had been fond of telling he had a section of fans that was exclusively teenage girls. The smile grows wider as she takes another step towards him, her knee-high predator boots thunking on the cement floor. "I'm not lost at all, Mr. McCoy, and yes, I did know that fact. It's the whole reason I came back here. In fact, I work for the NLR...I'm Bobby Knight's advisor and unofficial peacekeeper."

"Oh......sorry." He grinned self-consciously and extended his hand. "I'm David McCoy...you can call me Bones, as you are probably my boss. My dad is Mr. McCoy...."

She looked at his hand for a moment and mirrored his grin, "Bones it is then. My name is Joyce McGuire, though most call me Joy or J. It is an honor to meet you, Sir. And I know, it must be a little unnerving having a nineteen year old be your boss."

He shrugged. "That's the way it goes, sometimes. I have a 50-year old under me in the chain of command, so it's all well and good. If you sign the paychecks....what can I say? What can I do for you, Joyce?"

"Well, Bones, I came by for a few reasons. The first was to congratulate you on your new title belt. It's not exactly the W3 Franchise championship, but I have no doubt that you will be in the top two of this Legacy title tournament." She held the clipboard behind her back and reeled back to stand on her heels.

"I hope so. There's a lot of people around here that could beat me on any night. Leandro, for one. Sinn just got surprised last week. As did Ragonus...someone I know I'd have big problems with in the ring. Spawn, Mak and Sozzy, and my old friend Deathstroke....all those workers are great. Most of the roster has the ability to win on a given night. And, thanks for the congratulations....the 4-Corners Belt is a pretty big Title...#2 in the NLR, isn't it?" He looked at her seriously, plumbing for her reaction.

She wasn't one to back down from anyone, so J. McGuire stood firm and gave him her best smile and friendliest demeanor. "You're most welcome, Bones. Yes...it is, actually. You accomplished a much deserved win last week. Oh, and I just wanted to know a couple of other things...one, how strong is the relationship between you and Miss Kreuz? Little birds have been telling me all sorts of things."

He smiled. "Little birds, huh? Sound like dodos. what have you heard?"

"I wouldn't exactly call them dodos, Mr. McCoy. But I've heard that you and Miss Kreuz have yet to tell anyone about the newest addition, if you get my drift." She raised a black eyebrow.

He narrowed his eyes. "Well....if I have yet to say anything about something, how would anyone else know? Have you spoken to her about your little birds?"

He was becoming too suspicious, so J backed off a little bit. "Like I said, Mr. McCoy, they're only things that have been flitting about...as for my last piece of information, it's more a piece of advice. Now, I don't mean to overstep my boundaries here...but it seems that things haven't been going to well for Miss Kaine, I'd keep an eye out, she's been a little off in the head lately."

At this, he looked at his feet. "Jada is a proud, very independent woman. She was my wife....and she made the decision to turn and make her own way. Come good or ill, she is going to face her problems and successes on her own...." His voice seems sad at that, but after a moment he shrugs and looks at her. "I am able to take care of myself...or, at least, I've done a bang-up job so far."

The GM's advisor's visage softened then and she quickly embraced the General in a comforting hug. He accepted the embrace after a moment of shock passes, before the young woman remembers herself and quickly pulls back, straightening her Betty Page t-shirt. "Forgive me, General McCoy, it was not right of me to do that. You're doing well here...I hope and pray that your success continues. That, and I have to confess that I've always been a big fan."

"You have great taste." He smiled at her. "Seriously, thank you. Can I help you with anything else, Joyce?"

"Well, you're one of the few stars in the locker room that isn't a complete asshole or egomaniac. You're very welcome, Mr. McCoy. Actually, if there is anything you need, don't hesitate to contact me. Anything at all, even a meeting with Mr. Knight. Though why Douglas would appoint a child as General Manager is beyond me....perhaps to be caring for the boy. I don't know. You have a good night, Mr. McCoy. Go out there and whoop some ass tonight." She gave him a wide smile and handed him a small business card.

"Thanks." He responds, then watches her walk away, slipping her card into his breast pocket, and turning towards the locker room entrance.

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JP: You know, in this business, you sometimes don�t have much to say about something�.sometimes whatever it is speaks for itself. This next match is gonna be just like that�.three workers with histories and such different methodologies. It should be one to write about.

Sully: Sure. Right. All I know is that Sinn�s gonna be out here, and all I can see is her�..

JP: JIM! Can�t you just let that go? All the sexual innuendo?

Sully: What? I only wanted to say that I saw her winning this match�..what�s wrong with you?

JP: Oh...sorry, Jim.

Sully: And her bodacious ta-ta�s.

JP: Jesus�..

After the banter, the lights dim�..and a single US flag appears on the huge screen. Then, in italicized script, the phrase �We shall not tire; we shall not falter; we shall not fail.� fades into view�..after a moment, the guitar beginning of �Won�t Back Down� begins, and to his original entrance music, David McCoy comes out onto the stage.

The greeting for him is not as negative as it was last week, but it is still nothing like the huge face pops he received in the other feds he was a part of. He recognizes the fans and moves down to the ring, slapping hands with his left hand and carrying the 4-Towers Belt in his right. Once he gets to the ring, he climbs up the steps and enters between the ring ropes. After nodding again to the greeting he is getting, he gives his belt to the referee and backs into a neutral corner, eyeing the entranceway.

The lights dim as "Twisted Transistor" by Korn hits the speakers and from behind the curtain appears the first lady of NLR, Sinnocence. She appears to be in a state of mind that really can't be explained, but it's unlike anything the fans have ever seen before. The stripper has a feral look in her eyes as she walks calmly down the apron and enters the ring, giving a slight nod to her ex-husband.

Finally, "Cancion Del Mariachi" by Los Lobos & Antonio Banderas starts, and the curtain parts to reveal the huge El Mexicano Condena. He looks up at the ring, and begins his journey to it, cheers filling the arena as he closes in on the squared circle. He climes up, steps over the top ring rope, and sets his eyes on the Marine�then on Jada�.and the two smaller fighters look at each other.

Sully: Leandro�s bigger than both of those two put together�..and it looks like Sinn and her ex-husband are trying to figure out what to do.

True to what Sully is saying, Bones and Sinn are leaning in towards each other, speaking to one another about what their plans for Leandro are. Then they look up, and stop talking, as NLR staffers start proceeding out of the back, all carrying tables! Leandro looks back at them, but does not react outwardly. As they begin setting up tables all around the ring, the newest officer in the NLR strides out onto the platform, mic in hand!

McGuire: Ladies and gentlemen, and the NLR competitors in the ring�.there has been a slight change in the format of this match. It was a Triple Threat match�..and it still is�.with one difference. Pinfalls will not count�.and neither will countouts. The only way someone will win this match is to be thrown out of the ring, and through one of the tables that surround the ring!

A loud cheer rises from the crowd, mostly covering up the booing from the more traditional fans. After the noise subsudes, Joyce continues:

McGuire: If you get tossed over, and do not break a table, you are not eliminated. If you are put through a table from the floor area, you are not eliminated. The only way to win the match is to put one of your opponents through a table from inside the ring. So�..happy hunting, and good luck!

With that, the new NLR owner struts backstage, and the three wrestlers watch as the last of the eight tables are set up. As soon as it is done, the bell rings, and Sinn throws a savage sabat kick towards McCoy�s head! He ducks it, and moves outside of her reach, trying to watch her and Leandro at the same time. She considers pursuit, but Leandro�s massive presence makes her adjust her plan, and she eyes him warily.

Leandro, as he is apt to do, moves in straightaway, right at Sinn, but she ducks the clubbing right hand, and lands a kick to his chest that would have felled a lesser man. Leandro, instead, looks at his chest, then at her, and sinn backs off quickly. Leandro eyes her, then turns on the other man in the ring.

McCoy looks up at the huge Beast, and before the monster can grab him, he launches himself into Leandro�s massive knee. At that the Mexican Convict winces, and wheels around to follow the Marine, who has rolled through his move, and is trying to keep out of arms reach.

Sinn, seeing that McCoy is distracted, moves in, grabbing the man by the wrist, and slinging him into the ringropes. As he bounces off, he ducks her flying tackle, but Leandro sticks up a boot! WHAM!! The Marine hits the canvas with an audible thud, and Leandro goes to pick him up.

However, Sinn is there, and she dives into the same knee that McCoy hit a few seconds before, forcing Leandro off of his assault on McCoy. The General rolls away as Sinn starts leveling hard kicks to Leandro�s thigh, trying her best to quickly chop the giant down to size.

As she breaks off of her assault, Leandro manages to grab her leg, and tosses her to the turnbuckle. His strength is so great that she bounces off, her face a mask of surprised pain. The giant stands, looks at her, and is met with another slashing dive at his knees from McCoy, and his move is disrupted.

Sully: Again, the attempt by Leandro�s opponents to chop him down!

McCoy doesn�t attempt to follow up like Sinn�.instead, he bounds off the ropes and dropkicks the kneeling Mexican in the head! The crowd reacts loudly as Leandro rocks backwards under the impact, and McCoy moves to continue�but is grabbed and DDT�ed by Sinn, who pops up and raises a hand to the cheering crowd! After she grins at the cheers, she reaches for her ex-husband, and picks him up. She lifts him, and delivers a nice standing suplex. She rolls out of the hold, and takes a look at the rising Leandro.

Seeing that he is getting on his feet, she rapidly climbs the ringropes, and from the top turnbuckle, she launches herself at Leandro, catching him in a head-scissors and trying to flip him�.but she barely budges the huge monster, and he grabs her legs by the calves. As she dangles there, he grits his teeth, and slings her over and down, ramming her down onto the canvas in a move that looks like an Alabama Slam1 She bounces off the canvas at least two feet, and curls up in a fetal position, obviously hurt.

JP: What a move! The power of Leandro!

Leandro reaches down, but is hit again in the knee. A look of frustration crosses his face as he reaches around to grab the other male in the match, but McCoy is moving already, deflecting the hamhock of a hand and throwing punches and kicks to Leandro, hitting him in rapid succession. Leandro isn�t unaffected�.he winces under the flurry, and missed with a axhandle. McCoy wheels around hard, catching Leandro in the side of the head with a heel kick, and there is a rustle in the crowd as McCoy presses his advantage.

However, Leandro is not defenseless�he manages to get a hold of the Marine, and he tosses him off with one hand. The crowd �oohs� at the sight, but McCoy scrambles to his feet and rips off another flurry of punches that appear to be striking certain spots on Leandro�s body and head. Sinn, for her part, is now at a corner, trying to get her breath back and watching the smaller man mount an offensive.

McCoy�s blows are devastating, but Leandro isn�t a normal person. He again gets a hold of the smaller man, but instead of throwing him off, he pulls him hard into a headbutt! A cheer escapes the crowd as McCoy stumbles backwards, still in the maniacal grip of El Mexicano Condena. Now, Leandro grabs the Marine with another hand, and lifts him up�..but the match is saved when Sinn streaks out of the corner body-blocks Leandro in the back of his legs, sending him to the mat.

McCoy is freed, and he moves off as best he can, but Sinn is there, and she grabs him in a half-crab. She is obviously still trying to get herself back into focus, and McCoy is trying to figure out how to escape from the hold. Eventually, he makes it to the ropes, and she breaks the half Boston Crab.

Sully: Why don�t these guys grab her top?

JP: Well, she�s the only one on her feet right now�..you�grab her top?

Sully: Yeah!

Sinn is now stomping on McCoy, trying to knock him down enough so that she can concentrate on the huge Leandro, who is gathering himself on the other side of the ring. Once he looks as if he is ready to get into the fray, and Sinn abandons her assault on her ex-husband in order to focus on the Mexican Convict. However, he surprises her, and gets both hands on her!

A grin spreads on his face, and his bloodshot eyes get a maniacal look, and though her face goes from determination, to concern, to an almost pleading _expression, he lifts her up into the air, and holds her aloft! The crowd is going NUTS!

JP: Sinn is in a real bad situation here�.Leandro�s got her completely�.OHHH!

His �OHHHH!� is echoed by 12,000 people�.as Leandro�s _expression contorts into pain�.and he kneels, suffering from the kick that Sinn just placed into his testicles! He lets her go, and she awards him with a kick to his head, knocking him over on his side!

Sully: Beauty slays the Beast!

However, she cannot get him over the ropes, and into a table�..and she goes over to her smaller opponent, but he lashes out, hooking her leg, rolling through it and latching on with an ankle lock! She rises off the mat in pain, but rolls over, puts a boot to his chest, and kicks him off. She spins and rolls as he rolls through her move, and they pop up, facing each other from across the ring. A nice round of applause rises as they close on each other, circling each other in the ring.

She moves in first, launching a kick that he blocks. Her attack then becomes more technical, a feigned kick bleeds into a forward thrust, which he parries and sweeps low with a free leg. She leaps over the leg, windmilling her legs into another attempted kick, but he ducks the deadly left leg. His counter is an open-palmed shot, which she blocks, and she comes over the top with a closed fist, which he deflects.

Next, she throws a thrust towards his neck, and he moves right. She is already kicking out, hitting him with a straight kick that backs him off. However, her next shot is blocked, and he hits her in the side with a shot delivered from his knees. The impact backs her up, and allows him the time to get his feet underneath him again. During this exchange, Leandro is in the corner, recovering from the groin shot from Sinn.

Sinn�s next sally is a wicked two-punch move that McCoy mostly avoids, but her second shot lands on his forehead, stunning him and bringing a cheer from the ever-more expectant crowd. She moves in, but in a move that seems faster than possible, he sweeps her back leg out, and she falls! He drops an elbow, but she rolls away, coming to her feet as he does the same. As the pop up facing each other, both panting, the crowd lets out a nice long cheer for the high-speed action.

McCoy grins at his ex and says something that makes her grin back�.but her grin evaporates as she looks behind the Marine�.LEANDRO!!! He hefts the smaller man into the air, and fairly tosses him over the top rope. McCoy manages to grab the top rope with one two-fingered hand, and that is what saves the match�his direction is changed enough to take him from a collision course with a table to a collision with the massive black divider. He strikes it while still airborne, thudding to the black mats and rolling over on his belly, his face a mask of pain!

Sully: ALMOST OVER THERE! McCoy might be out of it, though�.

Sinn, however, is the object of Leandro�s attention now�..and he takes a massive flurry of kicks from her, wading through them and grabbing the Queen of the NLR. She fights frantically�..but he pulls her face to his and lays a brutal kiss on her face!

JP: Oh my GOD!

She pounds on him with her fists, all sorts of technique gone, but the Convict maintains the rough lip lock. Then, in a motion that looked as without effort as breathing, he lifts her up, and throws her in the air!

Her flight is sparked by thousands of flashbulbs, and her catawalling arms and legs seem to move in slow motion. Her flight over the ring ropes is sickening, and her impact into the tables right in front of the announcer�s table is violent and grotesque! Smashed pieces of wood and a jangle of debris fly into the air as Sinn slams into the table, and lays motionless within the area of destruction as Hysteria fades to black!