Tuesday Night Terror Introduction Segment

�Ghost of Tom Joad by Rage Against the Machine hits the speakers as the fans start booing loudly the static logo on the OWF tron. Out comes Stewart and Amaru sporting the world tag team championship belts they just won a week prior.. Green comes out playing the world heavyweight championship belt like a guitar.. No Williams though�.Green has a more serious look on his face as him and the others walk down to the ring. Amaru and Stewart get into the ring holding up the tag titles and finally Green tosses the world title into the ring rolls under the bottom rope.. Green picks up the owf title spray painted with Static on there and holds it up� He drapes it on his shoulder and is calling for a mic as the song quiets�� Green: Hello OWFITES!!! Welcome to another Static special. Your hosts? Chris Green� Shawn Stewart, and none other than�.Amaru! Now I bet you jackasses are asking.. Where is the OWF FRANCHISE Jesse Williams??? �Green just stands there a moment�� Green: Its unfortunate, but he was fired by the great management right before the show started today. That�s right Blade that dipshit fired him. �The fans start to cheer when they hear Williams was fired�� Green: You classless pieces of crap. You people make me sick. Show respect to me. Show respect to Jesse Williams by god! He was busy breaking his very body night after night and you people forget that. What a joke. I see how it is though. Blade some jackass who doesn�t even know the HISTORY of this federation comes in and fires Williams so I see how it is. Meanwhile Tann is stuck in the hospital milking those injuries. Now to business. I came down here to show the world. I in fact Defeated Shyne in front of the entire world. �Stewart jumps in..� Stewart: I have the proof roll the footage guys� Green: See that right there as we landed?? Stewart: Exactly right there. Your arm hit the ground first Green. Green: My right arm hit the ground therefore I won. Just watch it again� �The footage rolls back and forth and its clear that Green�s arm and Shyne�s leg hit the ground at exactly the same time.. the fans start to chant �bullshit�� Green: I don�t have to prove anything to any of you. I know who won. Chris Green one by god!!! Stewart: Damn right. As Stewart finishes his words and Green was about to start speaking, you hear the sirens hit over the arena.....The fans jump up and start to cheer loud as can be....Silkk walks out from the ramp and Silkk's theme music Fireman by Lil Wayne hits the PA system. Silkk walks out and has on a fireman hat...and the fans are going crazy...You start to hear the chants of, "Silkk...Silkk...Silkk". Silkk stands there at the top of the ramp holding a microphone in his hand...and the fans are so loud, Silkk just smiles and raises the roof and the fans get louder as Green and Stewart are motion to the fans to quiet down and to be quiet...Silkk begins speaking into the microphone... Silkk: Hahahha, the fireman is here.... "Fans continue to chant Silkk as he speaks...." Silkk: Hahaha, see Green you started this whole thing...and I am here to put you out for one. Chris Green and Shaun Stewart you dumb fucks continue talking and wasting money and time, these fans don't want to hear you guys. I mean Chris, you feel that you have to prove yourself to these people that really don't care about you....It's plain and clear that you lost to Shyne... "Chris Green walks around and starts motion with his that he didn't lose...and Stewart tries to calm him down...and Silkk just laughs..." Silkk: Yeah, Shaun...it would be best to calm your lover down...Pat him on the back, make him feel good....Because after our match that is coming up...He will need all the loving and care from you guys...Because I am going to put you through hell Chris Green....You think Shyne gave you a run? You think Shyne gave you everything? Just wait until you get in the ring with me....I'm going to break your fuckin face wide the fuck open! I look at you Chris Green....and week in and week out you have tried to prove that you are ready for me.....and guess what you haven't proved shit...I see your weakness...believe me...I will get you.... "Chris Green interrupts Silkk and the fans start to boo....Silkk raises his hands up as the boos continues as Chris Green tries to talk...Silkk raises his mic and continues to talk as Green is getting frustrated...." Silkk: You see Chris, you have always wanted to be loved like me by the fans, you have always wanted to be the man that everybody talks about....But remember Silkk is the one who made you......Silkk is the one who carried your fuckin ass back in the day....Silkk is the one who made your career....What was so funny...is that I was a star rookie still, budding into a great superstar...and you just couldn't hang with me...and til this day....You still can't fuck with me Green.... �Green stops him right there�� Chris Green: Ok time to calm the fuck down and listen. First I MADE YOU. I LET you into Cold Grass and then when you got your ass beat on a consistant basis you started making us LOOK bad. You carried me? I carried you even when you were starting to become a has been. Now you are NOTHING. So what if you beat Rock Bishop? Who the hell is that? I would put a lot on the line that Shyne is probably better than you are. He has more hunger than you have. "Silkk starts walking down the ramp as Green and Stewart try to get him to get in the ring....and Silkk raises his hand and points at his head...and makes notice that Silkk is using his head and he laughs....." Silkk: Listen to yourself Green, you have stood there and talk about who I beat? And yes, it was nobody big Rock Bishop, but who have you beaten lately? Nobody Green....Believe me Green, I got the hunger to be the World Champion. Then you call me a has been? See the reason why I wasn't trying is because I came back to the OwF. You stayed in weak ass AsW. Yes, you did. Unfortunately, you feel like you have proven yourself to the world being in such a garbage federation called AsW. You haven't proved shit to the OwFites, you haven't done nothing but came in here and TRY to be something big that you aren't. Chris Green, I look at you and I see a man that is worried. So stayed worried man, because I am here and I am going to beat you! "Silkk throws his microphone at Green and takes off his fireman hat...and throws that at Shaun Stewart and starts walking back up the ramp... Green: Look at you. Thinking you have it all don�t you? You honestly believe the shit that comes out of your mouth and guess what? I respect you for having confidence. What OWF would you please tell me you left ASW to go to? The one DK closed after 2 weeks? The one with ABSOLUTELY no competition? You call ASW a garbage fed. Everyone loves to say it was a joke. The management was a joke, but look at the legends just for a minute. Vinny Vegas, Bryan Tann, Jake Turbulence, Onslaught, Dynamic Dynamite, The Game� These people even the worthless Bryan Tann himself are the people that made this industry what it is today. You couldn�t even come close to those talents. Now you�re here with a main event spot, SON I LIVE IN THE MAIN EVENT! �Green smirks�and then continues� Green: Why don�t you prove to the entire world you have the cohones to beat me. Come into this ring right now or are you a coward? �Silkk stops at the top of the ramp and looks back with a cocky grin.� Green: Get in the ring with me now. Shaun� Amaru lets prove to this junky that I am not the coward he thinks I am. Stewart: I hear you brotha�Amaru lets get out of this ring so Green can teach him a lesson. �The fans start chanting for Silkk and the entire place erupts into a chant for him�� Green: Your fans want you in the ring. Now get the hell in here and face me! Silkk: Get in the ring? You want me now? Green: No games. You and me right here. Lets show the world who the better man is� Silkk: Fuck it I am game! �Silkk goes diving towards the ring as Stewart and Amaru walk off�Green and Silkk are toe to toe throwing rights at each other trading back and forth!!! Green gets the advantage with a couple reverse knife edge chops�Silkk though starts fighting back as the fans chant with every blow to Green.. Green is down!!! Stewart is watching with terror in his eyes as does Amaru.. Green yells at them to stay where they are.. Silkk now sends Green into the ropes and goes for the DRIVE BY!!! But wait!!! Green throws something into the eyes of Silkk!!!Silkk is blinded!!!! Green now FALL FROM GRACE!!!! Silkk is out of it�Green stands over Silkk�s body and the fans just erupt into boos�as Green gets back on the mic..� Green: Man to man Silkk you don�t have what it takes to become the world heavyweight champion. All it took was the one Fall From Grace and you were put out. At the ppv consider your career FINISHED. �Green tosses the mic as Ghost of Tom Joad hits�and they walk out�

Written By Chris Green

Match #1 Title: None Match Type: Save Your Ass Match (2 Promo Minimum) Overdose Vs. Rock Bishop Vs. Mark Payne Vs. Jax

Johnny V: Well Green, where are they? Smokey Green: Where are who? Johnny V: We have a ring, fans, arena, commentators...what re we missing? The wrestlers dumbass! Where are they? Smokey Green: How should I know? I know about as much as you do, Johnny. Johnny V: Well, I just thought you;d have some wacky excuse...seeing as you're always trying to get the rookies off of the hook when Blade comes out to fire them. Smokey Green: Do unto others as you would like done to yourself, Johnny. Johnny V: I'd like to kick your ass, Smokey...and I'd DARE you to try and hit me back. The fans through the arena start to clap at the same time, symbolising that they are all waiting and getting bored. Johnny V: Listen to these fans, Green...they're bored outta their heads and you know what? I am too! Smokey Green: Would you just shut u-wait a minute...I'm being told that we have some backstage footage coming through any second now... The titantron comes to life with the OWF logo, which fades into an area backstage where we see Overdose, Rock Bishop, Mark Payne and Jax and standing around the vending machine. Johnny V: There they are...why aren't they out here fighting? Smokey Green: I don't know Johnny... Mark Payne pats the side of the vending machine when we hear a familiar voice. ???: What's up Payne? Trying to find a title in there? I guarantee that you won't find one in there...you have to earn titles around here. The camera turns and the arena's ceiling is almost lifted by a load of cheers as Blade stands in the middle of the corridor. Mark Payne: No...I...the machine swallowed my money. Blade pretends to cry. Blade: The machine swallowed my money...suck it up, Payne. Why the hell aren't you four out there beating seven levels of hell out of each other? Overdose looks down, nervously. Overdose: Well...ummm...Mark was using the vending machine...and it swallowed its money...then...I came out when I heard him hitting it...and we became friends. Blade: You became...friends? Is that the best excuse you have? You could at least beat on Bishop and Jax. Jax pulls out a pair of thick glasses, making Blade stare at him wierdly. Jax: Nah Blade...we're all friends. Overdose and me met about three years ago at a chess convention. Blade: Che...chess convention? You can not be serious. Blade turns to Rock Bishop. Blade: What about you? Hell, you know what? I don't care...either you four get out there and begin the match, or get your asses out of my arena NOW! All four of the superstars look at each other. Mark Payne: Make love, Blade...not war. Blade frowns and turns away. Jax, Mark Payne, Rock Bishop and Overdose turn and begin to head down the corridor away from Blade. Blade: Hey wait... They all turn around...and get sprayed in the face with a fire extinguisher! They stagger around, Jax slipping on the foam thats on the floor and collapsing. Blade then charges in and spears Overdose as a locker room door opens. Shorty steps out clutching the XXL magazine. Shorty: What's going on here? Blade? Shorty doesn't ask any questions and just disappears into his office, before coming out with a steel chair. He smashes the blinded Mark Payne over the head, sending him straight into the wall and crashing to the floor. Blade stands up from Overdose and grabs the chair from Shorty. He drops it onto Overdose's head and then does a leg drop onto his face, bending the chair over him. Rock Bishop attempts to hit Blade, but Blade ducks it and its Bishop with a powerful right hit. He goes crashing through another locker room door. ???: WHAT THE FUCK?! Shorty begins stomping on Jax as Bishop comes flying out of the room, before Joseph Storm comes out. He grabs Bishops leg and locks in the quality control. Bishop starts screaming in pain as Blade stands there, looking at the broken mess of the superstars. Blade: All four of you bitches are FIRED... Blade turns to Shorty and pants him on the shoulder. Blade: Call security...tell them to take these punks out with the trash... Shorty: Literally? Blade smirks. Blade: Literally. Shorty smiles, before nodding. He heads into his office as Blade watches Bishop eventually pass out from the pain of Quality Control. He smirks, before turning around, stopping only to lock Jax in the jaw. He then heads up the corridor. Johnny V: Well...I didn't see that coming. Smokey Green: It is the first time that everyone in the Save Your Ass match found themselves being fired...and with four of them in the match, you'd expect at least one survivor. Johnny V: The match was set up to filter out the deadweight...and we just got rid of a whole lot more! This can only be good for OWF...which is why the true winner of that match WAS the OWF! Smokey Green: That's true, Johnny... Winner: OWF

Written By Blade

Match #2 Title: None Match Type: Single Match Jacen Frost Vs. Blayze Alexander Vs. Josh Violence

The arena goes almost entirely black except for the blood red lights that light both sides of the ramp. �Der Virus� by SS-Kaliert blares almost deafeningly throughout the arena. The titantron explodes with images of SS-Kaliert performing, mobs of punks slamming into each other and throwing each other around, scenes from several riots. Josh Violence emerges onto the platform with Jenny Violence, who has her arm around his waist. The two make their way to the ring, slapping hands with fans on the way. Jenny kisses Violence on the cheek, then walks away to watch as Violence gets into the ring and starts walking in a circle, his face staring straight down with his left arm extended straight up, his hand giving the middle finger. Some music plays as Jacen Frost comes out. He stands at the entrance for a moment to survey the scene and then flashes his trademark smile for the crowd. He walks down the ramp and into the ring. Smokey Green: Well, it seems all we have to wait for is� Before Green could even finish his message, some familiar music is blasting from the P.A. system. �Can�t Deny It� by Fabolous plays as Shorty walks out in stage with a microphone in hand. The crowd cheers him on as he smirks at the crowd�s reaction. Violence and Frost look on, wondering why Shorty has come out on stage for. The last time he did, three wrestlers were sent on a manhunt to find a title. After the crowd calms down, Shorty puts the microphone to his mouth. Shorty: You guys are probably wondering why I, instead of Blayze, came out tonight. Blayze has suffered a groin injury and will be out for this match. So it will be a one-on-one match. The crowd begins to buzz and make a lot of noise. Violence and Frost begin stare each other down. As the bell rings, Shorty heads backstage. The two hook up and Violence flings Frost into the ropes. He bounces off of it. Frost dropkicks Violence in the chest. Violence stumbles back. Frost grabs him and hits a superplex. He gets up and begins to stomp on Violence. He then picks him up and tries to hit a DDT but Violence blocks him. Violence then reserves it into a belly-to-belly suplex which Frost flying outside the ring, over the ropes. He crashes head first into the announcer�s table. Violence slides out the ring and picks up Frost who is bleeding from his head. He begins to punch him in head, directly on his wound. After he is done, he rolls Frost into the ring. Then Violence gets up on top of the turnbuckle. Frost eventually gets up only to be hit by a flying reverse kick. Smokey Green: Damn, Frost is receiving a hell of a beating. Johnny V: Violence is doing some real damage. Violence picks Frost up and hits a brain buster. Frost looks completely knocked out. Frost tries to get up once again. He does and he as Violence walks up to him to finish him off, Frost hits his trademark move � Frostbite! Violence is flat on his back as Frost, using what he could muster up, has fallen out too. They both lay there. The referee is about to count until we see Violence crawling to the rope, trying to get leverage to stand up. He finally gets up as Frost, who knows how, got up himself. Violence hits Frost with a clothesline, almost knocking the breathe out of him. Violence is about to hit The Street Punk Slam (Full force heel stomp to the face). As his heel is about to hit Frost�s face, Frost rolls over and Violence misses. Frost gets up and grabs Violence then hits a DDT. Then he picks Violence back up again. He finishes him off with the Chill Factor (Inverted Death Valley Driver). He pins him. The referee begins the count. The Referee: 1�2�3! A bloody Frost celebrates his victory as the referee raises his hand. Both did an outstanding job but Jacen came out as winner this time. These talented men really went out on a limb tonight, they both worked there hardest. Congratulations Jacen Frost. Scenes fade away. Winner: Jacen Frost

Written By Shorty

Match #3 Title: None Match Type: No Disqualification Match Glacier w/ Shorty Vs. Nate "Tha Truth" Jones

Glacier and Nate circle each other, talking quite a bit of trash. Nate puts his finger in Glacier�s face, just in time to catch a furious uppercut to the ribs from Glacier. Nate doubles over and Glacier grabs him around the neck and drops backward for a vicious DDT. Nate rolls over onto his back and catches several hard kicks in the ribs from Glacier. Glacier pulls Nate up by the hair then flips him backwards for a belly to back suplex, dropping him right on the back of his neck. The momentum rolls Nate over, he lays there not moving. Glacier picks him up and backs him into the turnbuckle, then grabs onto the ropes and slams his heel right into Nate�s stomach. Glacier reels back and does it again, then again, and again! Smokey Green: Glacier�s off to a commanding start here. Johnny V: Yeah, he�s really working this Nate guy over pretty bad. Glacier smiles at the crowd, then jumps up on the first rope and starts pounding Nate in the face. 1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9..10! Glacier jumps down and whips Nate into the far turnbuckle. Nate hits hard and falls backwards onto the mat. Glacier pulls Nate up by the head but Nate punches him in the face, sending him back. Nate runs forward and jumps up, putting a drop kick square in to Glacier�s sternum, sending him to the mat. Nate gets up quickly and runs over to Glacier, who is laying motionless just inside the ropes. Nate grabs the top rope and jumps up, spinning in midair, then coming down with a big leg drop right on Glacier�s throat! Glacier bounces up, grabbing his throat, trying to breathe. Smokey Green: Wow, what a move by Nate! Johnny V: That�s right, Glacier can�t breathe. I love it! Nate pulls Glacier up by the hair and walks him over to the turnbuckle, slamming his face into it. Glacier�s head bounces back off and Nate spins him around, pushes him back into the turnbuckle and smacks him with a vicious knife edge chop to the chest. Nate turns around and smiles for the crowd, then turns around to give Glacier another shot to the chest, but Glacier catches it and pulls Nate right into his knee, connecting right in the rib cage. Glacier whips Nate across the ring into the far turnbuckle and Nate hits hard! Nate bounces backwards, stumbling to keep his balance, but Glacier charges and jumps plants a massive dropkick right into the back of Nate�s head! Nate drops Johnny V: HOLY CRAP! THAT WAS AWESOME!! Smokey Green: That�s an impressive attack alright! Glacier rolls over and jumps right up, walking around the ring smiling with his arms up. The crowd responds with the cheers he�s looking for. Glacier pulls Nate up and throws him into the far ropes, Nate bounces and runs back right into a body block from Glacier. Glacier does a front roll, then hits his feet running and bounces off the far ropes. Nate has rolled over and turn himself around. Glacier sees it and stops in his tracks, smirks, and gives Nate a vicious kick right smack in the face! Nate�s head snaps back and he starts shaking his head, trying to get his vision straight. Glacier takes the chance and jumps up, coming down hard with a leg drop to the back of Nate�s neck, slamming his face to the mat. Nate�s body is motionless on the mat. Glacier runs over to the turnbuckle and climbs to the top. Glacier jumps off of the top rope and rolls over in mid air, crashing his elbow into the back of Nate�s skull. Glacier pulls Nate up and whips him into the ropes. Nate comes running back and Glacier executes a textbook hip toss. Somehow Nate pops up to his feet and punches Glacier right in the face. Glacier�s head whips back and he stumbles backwards. Smokey Green: Wow, one punch and Nate�s got Glacier on the outs. Johnny V: I don�t buy it, Glacier was handing his ass to him on a platter, he can�t go out that quick. Nate�s laying into Glacier with one punch after another, Glacier�s stumbling backwards. Nate winds up and throws his hardest punch right into Glacier�s cheek. Glacier�s head snaps, and he stumbles backwards a couple steps. Nate runs forward and grabs Glacier, whipping him to the ropes, but turns him around and drops him with a short arm clothesline. Nate starts viciously kicking Glacier in the ribs. Nate runs to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle. He jumps up and comes down attempting a frog splash and lands it as Glacier�s arms and legs fly up with the impact. Smokey Green: I told you Johnny, Nate�s taking over. Johnny V: I still don�t buy it, I don�t like this Nate guy, my money�s still on Glacier. Nate pulls Glacier back to his feet and goes back to the punches. Nate�s throwing punch after punch, and Glacier�s stumbling backwards. Nate reels back and musters up the hardest punch he can throw and sends it right to Glacier�s face, but Glacier just stands there! He turns his head and looks straight into Nate�s eyes smirking. Glacier starts laughing. Johnny V: CALLED IT! Nate�s eyes are wide, he�s shaking his head as Glacier walks over. Glacier pushes his head towards Nate with a quick feint, and Nate backs away and covers his face. Glacier laughs and grabs hold of him and drops him with a brutal brainbuster! Right back to his feet, Glacier picks Nate up, then twists him over and jumps off his feet, falling backwards for a crunching inverse DDT! Glacier picks Nate up again and twists him over, this time picking him up and dropping him flat on his chest for a reversed suplex. Smokey Green: And Glacier back! Johnny V: Hell yes he is, he�s on a tear! Smokey Green: It�s gotta be over now! Johnny V: No way! That Nate kid called out the entire OWF, no way Glacier�s going to let him off this easy! Glacier walks around the ring smiling for the crowd, then runs back over to Nate and jumps up coming down with an elbow drop the chest. He gets right back up, then drops down with another elbow drop this time to the face. Glacier gets a smirk on his face and climbs to the top rope, then jumps off, pulling himself into a ball and dropping right onto Nate�s chest! Smokey Green: Did he just do a cannonball onto him? Johnny V: Hahahaha! Yeah he did! That�s genius right there, I love it! Glacier gets up and starts kicking Nate in the ribs, then he rolls Nate over with his foot and starts stomping viciously on the back of Nate�s left knee! He picks Nate up by the back of his head, then throw�s Nate�s head straight down into his rising knee! Nate�s head bounces up, then he falls flat on his face. The crowd starts chanting �End it!...End it!...End it!� Glacier picks Nate up and tosses him through the ropes, onto the concrete. Glacier jumps through and picks Nate up, then slams his face into the steel steps! He picks Nate up again, and this time he smacks Nate�s face into the guard rail, and again, and again! Nate falls and rolls onto his back. Glacier picks up the steps and gets a sadistic smile on his face, then slams the steps full force onto Nate�s face! Smokey Green: HOLY CRAP!! Johnny V: BRUTAL, AMAZING, I LOVE IT! Glacier tosses Nate back into the ring under the bottom rope and jumps in behind him. Glacier climbs to the top rope and throws his fist into the air, nodding and yelling at the crowd, which is screaming chants in his favor. Glacier jumps off the bottom rope and grabs Nate for THE SCORPION DEATHLOCK!! Nate taps out immediately! Nate keeps tapping, but Glacier won�t let go, he�s yelling all types of smack talk at Nate! Johnny V: He did it! The Scorption Deathlock! That Nate guy wasn�t even in it for two seconds and he�s already tapped out! The referee finally gets Glacier to let go and raises his hand. Winner: Glacier

Written By Josh Violence

Match #4 Title: None Match Type: Hardcore Submission Match Drake Vs. Joseph Storm

Drake Entrance Smokey Green: On his way to the ring is officially the scariest man in sports entertainment today. Johnny V: Well, I don�t know about that, Green�but this is definitely one of the biggest screwballs in OWF history, that�s for sure! Smokey Green: He seems to be straightening up a little though, Johnny. His new manager, Stanley Richards, the former manager of OWF superstar Victor Kraze, is attempting to tame this wild beast and turn him into a fully respectable and elegant champion. Johnny V: I can�t see it working myself, but only time will tell. At the end of the day, Drake looks wild right now with his face paint on and everything�so we should get another totally brutal display here tonight! Smokey Green: Oh, I don�t know about that, Johnny. Have you seen Joseph Storm? That guy is incredible! And his manager is pretty fine too� Johnny V: She also seems to do most of the work outside of the ring, leaving Joseph to do the work inside it�which could be a pretty deadly combination here in OWF. Smokey Green: At the end of it all though, I can�t see him bringing the freight train that is Drake to a halt. He has walked through each and every man that has crossed his path�and he has an incredible record! Johnny V: That�s true� Joseph Storm Entrance. Smokey Green: Joseph definitely seemed rattled about this match this week�although his manager seemed to be toying with his head behind his back! Johnny V: She certainly did. Plus, Joseph said that he had agreed with Bryan Tann for no hardcore matches�but I think if Joseph looks a little harder, he�ll notice that Tann isn�t here! Chris Green took him out three weeks ago or so with a brutal set of chair shots! Blade doesn�t care, as long as there are ratings. Smokey Green: Money, money, money � he�s like the new age Ted DiBiase! Johnny V: I�wouldn�t say that. The two superstars stand in the middle of the ring, ready to square off. Smokey Green: And it�s just about to get going here� The bell rings and both superstars immediately charge forward, clotheslining the hell out of each other. They�re both quick to their feet, but Joseph Storm grabs Drake in a headlock and leaps forward, using the ropes to spring him across the ring and bulldogging Drake with a mass amount of force. Drake staggers to his feet, but is armlocked by Storm. Smokey Green: Storm is really keeping Drake under control here. Johnny V: Drake seems mesmerised though�like he�s trying too hard to play it nice. Storm releases Drakes arm, before throwing him into the ropes with an irish whip. Drake comes off of the ropes and Storm leaps up in the air for a drop kick. Drake just stoops and runs under the drop kick, catching Storm in the air. He turns around as Stanley claps for him. He then drops down to his knees, cracking Storms back down in half as his manager, Alexis Rose, looks on concerned. Drake whips Storm over his shoulders and to his head before rolling out of the ring. He reaches under it and pulls out a sledge hammer as Stanley runs over to him and pulls it out of his hands. Smokey Green: Either Stanley is crazy or he�s�no, he�s just crazy. He points in the ring, yelling at Drake who looks down at the floor. He then rolls into the ring and walks over to Storm. He pulls him to his feet and hooks the arm, ready for a suplex. He hoists him up into the air, but Storm twists and brings Drake crashing down with a brutal neckbreaker. Johnny V: God damn! Drake should have taken the sledge hammer in there! Smokey Green: Stanley Richards is trying to straighten his client out here, Johnny. There�s nothing wrong with being civilised. Johnny V: You try saying that when you�re having your neck broken into three different pieces. Storm gets to his feet slowly, before walking over to Drake and hooking his legs, ready for Quality Control. Stanley Richards leaps up onto the curtain and starts yelling. Smokey Green: What happened to civilised huh? Storm turns and walks over to Stanley, before punching him across the face. Stanley drops down onto the ring curtain, before hitting the outside mat. Joseph dusts his hands off, before turning to deal with Drake, but his is hoisted up and receives a sudden spinebuster, shaking the ring! Alexis leaps up onto the ring curtain and climbs through the ring ropes, then hits Drake over the head. Smokey Green: Disqualification! Johnny V: No, this is a hardcore match�in other words, no-DQ! Smokey Green: I hate these rules� Johnny V: You�re all alone there, Green�everyone else loves �em! Drake turns to Alexis and gets right in her face. He then headbutts her, knocking her off of her feet and into the turnbuckle, facing away from him. Drake then rolls out of the ring and reaches under the ring�pulling out his bag of tricks! He reaches in and sticks some maggots in his mouth, many of them sticking to around his mouth and dropping down to the outside mat. Smokey Green: This is disgusting! Johnny V: No�this is entertainment! He then grabs a steel chair and rolls into the ring, chewing the maggots. Storm is up on one knee, holding the base of his back when Drake cracks him over the head with the steel chair, knocking him down and out. He then turns around to Alexis. She turns around as he draws up to him and slaps him across the face, causing a bunch of maggots to drop from his mouth. Smokey Green: I think I�m going to puke� Drake turns back to Madison with a smile, before locking up with a kiss. Alexis pulls back violently, spitting out the maggots and freaking out a little, before Drake clotheslines her over the top rope. Stanley Richards scurries over and starts yelling at him. Drake looks a little upset, realising what he�d done, before turning back to storm�but the steel chair is thrown into his face and he receives a drop kick straight to his face. Smokey Green: Oh my God�THAT�S SHYNE! Drake is sent crashing into the turnbuckle by the force of the steel chair being crumpled around his face. Shyne runs and bounces off of the ropes, before launching himself THROUGH the ropes and taking Stanley Richards out! Johnny V: Stanley was the ONLY man holding Drakes ability back out there! Now there is no stopping him! Smokey Green: There is�Drake looks in a whole other world out there. Drake drops down to his ass in the corner as the fans cheer. Shyne walks up the ramp, signalling to the fans that he will be leaving the pay per view with the North American title. Inside the ring, Joseph Storm gradually gets to his feet. He turns to Drake who is up onto a knee, before pulling him up. Storm knees Drake in the gut a few times while holding his face, before drop kicking his leg. Drake drops to one knee, letting out a cry of pain. Storm gets up to his feet before climbing up the turnbuckle. He taunts the fans as Drake staggers to his feet and hobbles around, looking for Storm. Johnny V: Drake can't find Storm! Drake turns to the turnbuckle. Johnny V: He's see's him now! Storm leaps off and hurricanrana's Drake to the mat with such speed that he rolls over an extra time after hitting the mat. Smokey Green: Too late... Drake uses the ropes to pull himself up and turns to Storm...who grabs Drakes legs and drops him to his back. The fans roar as Storm stands the legs and rolls Drake over with... Smokey Green: Quality Control! Johnny V: No! Drake can't lose this! It just isn't possible! Outside the ring, Alexis is up on her feet and is standing right in front of Drake as he cries out in pain. He reaches out and grans the ropes! Smokey Green: Break the hold dammit! Break the hold! Alexis grabs the bottom rope and pulls it back before the referee sees that Drake had the ropes. Drake can't reach the ropes! Johnny V: Hey, it's every managers responsibility to ensure that their client wins their match. Smokey Green: That's bullshit! Drake Storm leans right back, putting Drakes back at an almost ninety degree angle. Drake begins to tap as the bell rings. Winner: Joseph Storm

Written By Blade

Match #5 Title: None Match Type: Single Match Shawn Stewart Vs. Madison Divera

Smokey Green: Next up, it's Madison Divera taking on Shaun Stewart. What a match this should be, Johnny. Johnny V: I definately agree there. And, I can't wait to see what Madison plans on wearing to the ring! Smokey Green: As do I, Johnny. You know, I just happen to be a huge fan of "her humps"! Get it?! Johnny V: You know, that's why you never get any chicks. Smokey Green: Oh, put a damn sock in it. "My Humps" suddenly rocks the speakers, as the fans leap to their feet in excitement. Cheering fills the arena, as she comes walking out from the back, to a huge ovation from the crowd. Johnny V: I think I'm in love, Smokey! Smokey Green: Too bad she's got a man that could whoop your ass. Johnny V: That's fine. I'll just call up my boy, Shaun Stewart, and he'll take care of business for me! Smokey Green: You know, that is a rather interesting point. Shaun did infact beat Michael Carrington a couple weeks back. So, this should make for a very interesting contest. Slapping the many hands that hang over the guard rail as she hurries down, Madison is quick to slide under the bottom rope and get to her feet. She climbs the turn-buckle, and raises her hands into the air, as the crowd pops. She hops down and begins stretching in the middle of the ring, as her music cuts. Smokey Green: I think Madison is in for the fight of her life tonight, Johnny. Johnny V: No doubt about that. Shaun Stewart has literally dominated the opposition in recent weeks. He remains undefeated, does he not? Smokey Green: You're absolutely right he does. But, all that could change tonight. The lights around the arena fade to black, as the annoying sound of static rips over the speakers. Everyone covers their ears -- even both the commentators. Johnny V: I HATE this god-damn sound! Smokey Green: They really need to do something about this! "Survival Of The Sickest" by Saliva cuts off the static, as spot-lights begin flashing around. Out emerges Shaun Stewart, to a massive amount of heat from the crowd. He raises his arms into the air, and cracks a cocky grin. A little pyro shoots off as the lights return to normal. Smokey Green: Sweet Jesus! I can't stand that sound anymore! Johnny V: You'd think after a few weeks, you'd become immune to it. But, you don't! Smokey Green: Well, regardless, here comes Shaun Stewart, and he certainly looks ready to go. Not to mention, a little cocky, too. I mean, just look at that smile! Johnny V: Oh, come on! When doesn't Stewart look cocky, Green? Seriously, I love this guy! His arrogance is a beautiful thing. Smokey Green: Yeah, well, I can't doubt his talent inside the ring. However, I just hope his over-confidence doesn't get the best of him tonight. Walking down the ramp, Stewart bad-mouths a couple fans along the guard-rail. He even points at a little child sitting in a wheel chair and yells, "Nice legs, faggot!" The kid bursts into tears, as security holds back the boy's father from leaping the guard-rail and attacking Stewart. Smokey Green: There seems to be some sort of altercation brewing between Stewart and a fan. How typical. Johnny V: Stewart! Look out! As Stewart turns around, Madison is already flying through the air, and nails him with a flying cross body. She knocks Stewart onto his back, as the crowd pops. Smokey Green: Madison isn't playing around tonight, folks! Madison quickly picks up Stewart and rolls him into the ring. She leaps onto the apron, as he slowly gets to his feet inside the ring. Madison leaps up onto the ropes, and flies off, blasting Stewart with a springboard dropkick. Stewart flies back into the ropes, and bounces back out, as Madison nails him with a quick superkick. He hits the mat, as she leaps on top of him for the cover! Smokey Green: Madison with a cover! Johnny V: ONE! NO! STEWART KICKS OUT AT ONE! Stewart bench presses Madison off him, into the air, and onto her chest. The bump doesn't effect her, as she quickly gets to her feet, and bounces off the ropes, as Stewart sits up. She connects with a dropkick to the back of Stewart's head, as he quickly hits the mat again in pain. He slaps the mat in anger, as Madison looks around for her next opportunity to attack Stewart. Smokey Green: Stewart seems VERY frustrated here in the opening minutes of the match. He can't defend himself at all! Johnny V: Come on, Shaun! Get up! Madison quickly climbs up and sits on the top turn-buckle, as Stewart is quick to his feet. As soon as he turns around, Madison leaps off and nails him with a double axe-handle to the head. Stewart wobbles around, as Madison runs into the ropes and baseball slides underneath Shaun's legs. She gets to her feet, grabs Shaun by the back of the neck, falls backwards, and drives her knees into his spine. The fans "oooh!" at the move, as Stewart screams out in pain. She quickly leaps on top, for yet another early cover! Smokey Green: Another cover by Madison here! ONE! TWO! NO! Stewart kicks out! Johnny V: And, boy, does he look pissed! Once again, Stewart bench presses Madison off him, as she lands onto her chest. Quickly, she gets up, and stalks Stewart. He climbs to his feet, as she leaps on and locks in a sleeper. At first, it effects Stewart, but soon, he comes to his senses, and runs her back into the turn-buckle. The hold is broken as Stewart comes walking out, gasping for air. He turns around and charges forward, as Madison slips out, and Stewart, face first, eats the top turn-buckle. Stewart stumbles out as Madison rolls him up with the school boy! Smokey Green: Madison with a roll-up! What the hell?! Johnny V: ONE! TWO! NO! Smokey Green: Close call right there, Johnny. Johnny V: Way too close! Stewart rolls out of the school boy roll-up, as Madison gets to her feet. She charges forward, as Stewart flies at her and cuts her in half with a SICKENING spear. Johnny V: Holy cow! What a spear! An angered Stewart gets to his feet and grabs Madison by the hair. Lifting her up, he kicks her in the gut, and drops her with a viscious gut-wrench powerbomb. He gets up, pulls her over to the middle of the ring, and drops a standing shooting star press onto her, getting a bunch of "ooh's!" from the crowd. He lands in a perfect position for the cover, but chooses not to accept the pin. He grabs her by the hair, and starts ramming her head into the mat, over and over again. Smokey Green: Stewart is literally trying to crack Madison's skull in half here! He stops after a while, and taunts the crowd, as they heavily boo Stewart's actions. He rises to his feet, and picks her up by the hair. Hoisting her up into a suplex position, Stewart walks over to the ropes, and dumps her over the tope. She falls down and lands on her back. Smokey Green: Ouch! That has to hurt! Johnny V: It's official: Stewart is back in control. Stewart rolls to the outside, and mocks Madison whose obviously in severe pain. Stewart stomps away at Madison, before lifting her up, and whipping her into the steel steps. However, she counters, and sends Stewart flying into them. He smacks his shoulder against them, yelling out in pain. Madison rolls into the ring, as Stewart quickly does as well. Inside the ring, Madison is kneeling over in pain, as Stewart hurries over and drops an elbow onto her back. He quickly gets up, bounces off the ropes, leaps into the air, and lands a nasty double knee drop onto her back. Madison screams out in pain. Smokey Green: Stewart is completely isolating Madison's back at this point. Johnny V: How much more can she take already? Smokey Green: Well, Madison certainly isn't a quitter. I don't expect her to give up that easy. Stewart takes his foot, and nudges her in the face a few times, as if to egg her on. Eventually, Stewart grows tired of waiting, so he lifts her up, and drops her with a double under-hook backbreaker. He throws her off, and laughs. Stewart walks over, locks Madison in a reverse wheel-barrow position, and flings her backwards into the turnbuckle. The impact sends her back into Stewart, who quickly gets to his feet, and sends her flying with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Stewart sits up, and brushes his hands clean, as if to signify "it's just too easy." Smokey Green: Stewart is just totally dominating Madison now. I'm starting to get a little worried. Johnny V: I think it's safe to say, that, it's just about over. You agree? Smokey Green: I never count out Madison Divera. She's one tough cookie. Stewart gets up and calls for "the pussy pounce", a modified mule-kick to the, well, you know where. Johnny V: It looks like he's about to hit the pussy pounce! I've been waiting for this move all week! Smokey Green: The....what?! Johnny V: The pussy pounce! It's the move he created, this week, just for Madison! Didn't you catch his promo?! Smokey Green: Can't say that I did. Johnny V: Then, why don't you just sit back and watch! The pussy pounce, Smokey! It's a beautiful thing! Stewart walks over, and stomps his leg against the mat a few times. He turns around, and fires it up. He looks over his shoulder, as Madison slowly climbs to her feet. He takes a few more steps toward her, as she turns around. Stewart kicks his leg back, and then towards her vagina, but she quickly hits the mat and nails a leg sweep. Stewart falls down and lands a split. He screams out in pain, as the fans laugh their asses off. Smokey Green: The pussy pounce back-fired! Madison kicks Stewart directly in the face, knocking him over. He clutches his face with one hand, and his groin with the other. Madison, unable to totally use her back, gets Stewart to his feet. She blasts him with a few knife edge chops, as the fans "woo!" along with each one. She whips him into the ropes, but he reverses. She comes flying back, as Stewart catches her in a sidewalk slam position, but Madison whips around and flings him across the ring with a flying head scissors. He gets up, and charges forward, as she sends him flying across the ring again -- except this time, with a hurricanrana release. Both competitors get to their feet, and charge forward, dropping each other with a double closeline. They lay out on the mat, as the fans applaud in appreciation of their efforts thus far. Johnny V: Double closeline! They're both laid out in the middle of the ring now! Smokey Green: The ref begins his count! ONE! Smokey Green: No movement yet. TWO! Smokey Green: Still no movement yet. THREE! Smokey Green: Madison is showing signs of life now... FOUR! Smokey Green: Stewart is moving around a little bit... FIVE! Smokey Green: Madison rolls over, and grabs ahold of the ropes. She's trying to use it as leverage now. SIX! Smokey Green: Stewart sits up, clutching his head. SEVEN! Smokey Green: Madison to her feet! Finally climbing to her feet, although in plenty of pain, she slowly makes her way over to Stewart. She grabs him by the head, and helps him to his feet, but he knocks her hands away, hoists her up, and drops her down with a manhattan drop. Madison stumbles backwards, as Stewart charges forward and flips her backward with a disguisting closeline -- nearly decapatating her. He quickly hurries over and locks on a camel clutch, maximizing the pain in her back. Smokey Green: Stewart locks on the camel clutch! This one could be over! Johnny V: There's no way in hell Madison is escaping this. He keeps the clutch locked on for a while, until it looks as though Madison has passed out. The ref checks her. Smokey Green: This could be the end! Her arm drops once. Johnny V: Does she have it in her?! Her arm drops twice. Smokey Green: She's completely out of it, Johnny. This one is over. And, finally, her arm drops three times. It's over. Stewart picks up the win. Johnny V: Hey, wait just a second! What the hell is this?! Smokey Green: Stewart BREAKS the hold before Madison's arm could drop a third time! Johnny V: He's not looking to win this match. He's looking to end Madison's career! The fans boo so loud, it nearly blows the roof right off the place. Then, suddenly, a chant fires up. The Fans: YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE! Smokey Green: Well, these fans are really giving Stewart a piece of their minds. Stewart raises his hands into the air, taunting the crowd. He turns back to Madison, raising her to her feet, and slaps her across the face. She falls onto her back. Johnny V: He just added some insult to injury there. Stewart stands over-top Madison, and slaps her some more. He raises his arms into the air, as she snaps her leg up, and blasts him right into the sack. Stewart stumbles around in pain, as Madison kicks him in the gut, and drops him with a tornado DDT. Smokey Green: Madison Divera might pull this off! By God, she just might do it! Madison helps Stewart to his feet, spins him around, and attempts to drop him with a reverse DDT. However, Stewart raises up, with her still in the reverse DDT position, and has her perfectly set-up for "The Climax." Immediately, he drops her with "The Climax", as her head bounces off the mat, and she lays unconscious. Stewart drapes his arm over for the cover. Smokey Green: ONE! Johnny V: TWO! Smokey Green: THREE! THAT'S IT! Johnny V: Shaun Stewart has won it! Smokey Green: What a match, Johnny. That was simply amazing. For a while there, it looked like Madison could really pull it off. Johnny V: But, just like I've said before, you simply can't beat Shaun Stewart. "Survival Of The Sickest" by Saliva hits the speakers as Stewart exits the ring. The ref tends to Madison inside the ring, as he walks up the ramp-way, with his hands held high into the air. Winner: Shaun Stewart.