We fade in on police outside of the Outsider Dome, behind barricades are hundreds of “Cult of Steel” fans just standing their glaring at the cops. We see President Chase Johnson walk to the Police Captain.

Prez CJ - What the hell is going on here?

Police Captain - I'm keeping a riot from happening that's what. These people are going to go nuts unless you listen to their demands.

Prez CJ - Of all the...what the hell do they want?

Trent Steel - I think they want you to make something offical...

The two turn to see Trent Steel wearing a black neutral mask over his face. He's already in his trenchcoat and wrestling gear.

Prez CJ - What the hell are you talking about.

Trent Steel - It's your show Mr. President...I'm just giving you an audience.

Police Captain - Sir if you let these people in without my men searching them this could be a huge problem.

Prez CJ - Your people carrying anything Steel?

Trent Steel - They aren't...they know better. Unlike your roster my people listen to me.

Prez CJ - Right. Let them in Captain. If anything happens...arrest Mr. Steel here.

Police Captain - All right. Let them through.

The police move out of the way and the cultists rush the arena. President Chase Johnson turns to Trent Steel.

Prez CJ - You do anything to screw up the show tonight Steel I swear to God you will never work in OWF again.

Trent Steel - I promise you one thing sir...I won't ruin your show.

Prez CJ - Good.

CJ walks off as Trent pops his knuckles.

Trent Steel - I'm going to improve MY show.

A shot shown from above the Outsider Dome is shown, circling completely around the massive structure. A voiceover comes in over the images..

..A 75,000 Seat, Retractable Roof, Multipurpose Complex..

The view switches to inside the Outsider Dome with a camera fixated on a tripod and facing up to the roof, which retracts and opens up the entire upper half of the Dome into an outside arena. The only thing above the arena is two huge curved fixtures that cross over in the middle of the arena, forming an X.

..Crossed Titanium Support Bars -- Eliminating the need for rafters and individual lighting fixtures. The bars also allow us to pull off any match, of any stakes by using the bars to hang titles, cages, cells or even an entire ring from..

The camera feed keeps giving different views from around the arena, whether it be the concession stand, the bathrooms or a close up view of the most up to date video technology out there.

..High Definition Videotrons, State of the Art Digital Scoreboard and 75,000 cushioned reclining seats..

The cameras pan over the empty seats in Outsider Dome.

..Ten years has been building to this..

The scene switches to a logo for the OWF while the voiceover continues.

..It's Time..

The first shot of the night is focused in on the OWF Public Display of Aggression Championship. It sits on top of a wooden desk, folding up nicely. As the camera pulls back, the scene is revealed to be held inside the office of President Chase Johnson. The belt rests on his desk, right in front him as he sits at his desk. CJ has a wide smile upon his face and immediatel breaks the silence.

Prez CJ - Welcome fans, to our ten year anniversary celebration!

The fans can be heard rocking inside the sold out Outsider Dome.

Prez CJ - I have so much to get to, and I don't want to keep you guys from the action. I'll try to make this as sweet as I can. First off, as you all know the OWF PDA Championship has been brought back for one night under 24/7 rules. I have been asked who will start off as champion and when I thought of names, only one came to mind. Before I get to that, I want to mention a few special guests we have with us tonight.

CJ inhales deeply.

Prez CJ - Bryan Tann is here, and took part in the Garrett Greene hosted Pre-Show before the Pay Per View.

The fans roar loudly at the mention of his name.

Prez CJ - Two men who have been president of the OWF at any given time, Kozmo and Joseph Storm are here.

The fans explode once their names get dropped.

Prez CJ - And many more, but the reason I brought this up wasn't to promote the show any further than I have already. I wanted to do something special, so, for one night only I have contracted Nick Burst to help call OWF Blood Bath.

The loudest cheer of the night comes from the crowd. Chants of "Burst! Burst! Burst" break out all over the arena.

Prez CJ - He will be replacing James Dunn on commentary tonight. Now where does this leave Dunn? It's simple, really. I have appointed James Dunn as the first OWF PDA Champion of the night and once he comes and takes this belt from my possession the PDA Match will begin.

A small smirk creeps across CJ's face as the fans absorb the new info on Dunn and respond with a loud round of cheers.

Prez CJ - So folks, sit back, go to the concession stands and get yourself a free hotdog and drink and enjoy the show.

The cameras fade to black and complete silence.

From the black screen a voiceover is heard again.

Ten years ago, one man set out with a dream.

Clip is shown of a young Diamond Kid at the first ever OWF Card.

And through all the twists and turns...

A flurry of clips is shown of the feud between JayPac and Agent oo6. The backstabbings, the great matches and the World Title reigns.

From the highest of highs...

A clip is shown of Kozmo hoisting the OWF World Title over his head, which fades into a similar clip of Vinny Vegas holding up the OWF Title as well.

...to the Lowest of Lows...

Clips and pictures, showing the closure of the OWF Executive Building in Phoenix, Arizona over and over again -- only to reopen months or years later.

That dream still lives on today...

A clip shows Jesse Williams holding the OWF World Title at various stages in his career. Quickly we switch to a view of Angel standing proud in the middle of the OWF ring with both of his arms extended high in the air.

Vacant and Moxie Roxie are shown in their locker rooms laughing and carrying on, which is followed by two separate clips for each superstar showcasing their work. Following them is a series of five small video packages for Greg Jackson, Eclipse, Trent Steel, Chris Green and Alexis Cage.

Some of the faces have changed...

Images of President Chase Johnson and Commissioner Diamond Kid are shown on the screen.

...but the Blood Bath will remain the same.

The cameras pan in to an absolutely livid sold out crowd of 75,000 screaming OWF fans inside the Outsider Dome. Lights, which are set up through the the crossed-X made of titanium across the roof and along where the roof meets the actual stadium itself, shine all over the arena -- giving enough exposure for some of the signs in the crowd to be seen on the telecast.

A huge explosion of pyrotechnics is set off on the custom built stage, as the OWFTron is lined with timed explosions while a video package created special for this event plays over the Tron.

Once the pyro is finished, the house lights turn on, revealing a cloudy haze as a result from the massive explosions of light and sound. Chants break out of "O-W-F! O-W-F!", which are distinctly heard over the numbing roar of the crowd who haven't gotten behind the chant yet. A rush of fans fill the aisles, either in an attempt to get back to their seats from the concession stand before the show starts or to get as close as possible to ring side as their ticket price-range will allow them.

The smoke finally begins to clear and the fans begin to quiet down while they wait for the event to kick off.

Falcoon - AHHHHOOOOOO! What a special A-HO that was, too.

Kissens - It was a ten year anniversary greeting, for sure.

Burst - I can't believe I'm back here.

Falcoon - That's right folks, your ears aren't decieving you. We are joined by Nick Burst.

Kissens - He knows he had to be here. Ten years doesn't come around very often.

Burst - Yeah, try every ten years. Dumb whore.

Falcoon - Boy, is it great to have you back.

Burst - Thanks Garrett.

The OWFTron flickers to life suddenly, and we see the former Owner and President, and founding father of the OWF, Commissioner Diamond Kid. The fans, although holding ill-will towards him, give him a large applause for pulling off an event of this magnitude and accomplishing ten years.

Falcoon - There's the man who made this all possible.

DK smiles on the screen, waiting for the fans to quiet down so he can speak.

Commish DK - Thank you. When I opened the OWF ten years ago, I never expected it to become what it is today. To be on a live transmission to a sold out arena which WE paid for and own, and to millions of people at home on Pay Per View, it really has hit me like a ton of bricks. We went from broke, to rolling in the dough, to losing it all in a flash. I made mistakes, and for those of you that stuck around I thank you.

The fans applaud graciously.

Commish DK - This event isn't about just me, or just the wrestlers. This night is to be celebrated by all. We want to make this night one to remember and we hope you come along with us tonight as we make history.

DK pauses while the fans are again sent into an uproar.

Commish DK - We have a stellar card, which even I will be taking part in. All of the Championships are on the line, including a Tag Team Title Match in the annual Pool of Blood Match. There will be surprises, there will be shocking moments; but what else could you expect from the OWF?

The fans cheer once more.

Commish DK - So, without further adue, let's start the show!

The OWFTron turns to black.

Falcoon - Always good to hear from DK.

The feed switches to ring side where Missy Janson pushes herself out of the steel chair she was seated in next to the time keepers table. In the process of standing, she grabs a microphone off the table and she slowly walks her way towards the steel ring steps. Once the fans take notice of Missy getting up onto the outside apron, they begin to get a bit riled up in anticipation of action. Missy steps through the ropes and heads right for the center of the ring as the cheers become louder and louder.

Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to O..W..F..Blood Bath!

Burst - I never thought I'd hear those words again.

Kissens - Well, you're gonna hear them a lot tonight!

Missy Janson - This is an Earn Your Contract Match and it is scheduled for a one fall. Coming to the ring first, from Kent, Washington...Anne Boleyn!

Half Coked by Bad Repuation hits the speakers and Anne immediately walks out from the entrance way to start the night. The fans remain mostly silent as she slowly makes her way down the ramp ignoring every single one of them.

Kissens - It's going to be interesting to see all the new faces on the OWF scene.

Anne slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, while he music fades out and she prepares for the arrival of her opponent. Missy remains in the center of the ring and again lifts the microphone up to her mouth as she speaks.

Missy Janson - And her opponent, from San Antonio, Texas....Making his OWF debut...Rockstar!

Rockstar by Nickleback hits the PA, Rockstar doesn't appear, a murmur goes through the crowd, then the build up to the chorus starts and suddenly.

PA System - And we all just wanna a be a big rockstar!

Rockstar appears with a bunch of cash, and hands it over to people in the crowd. He then climbs into the ring, and starts warming up for his match

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

The two competitors start off the match circling each other. Anne lunges at Rockstar but he easily tosses her aside and up against the ropes. She bounces back and looks for a cross body block, but Rockstar catches her and tosses Anne over his head with a fallaway suplex. She hits the mat hard and Rockstar pops right back up.

Falcoon - This isn't a very even match.

Burst - Not in the slightest.

Rockstar approaches Anne and lifts her up to her unsteady feet. He pushes her back first up against the ropes and irish whips her across the ring. Anne bounces off the opposite set of ropes and when she charges back she is taken down by a hard clothesline. She lays on her back, while leaves her open for attack as Rockstar drops an elbow across her chest. He stands right up and then drops a leg drop across her neck. One last time Rockstar stands up and delivers a crushing fist drop to the face of Anne. He covers her while the referee slides into place...1...2...kickout!

Kissens - Close call.

Burst - It takes more than a well timed fist drop to finish someone.

Rockstar lifts Anne Boleyn up to her feet once again, but she fights back with a hard right hand that dazes Rockstar. She follows it up with a sharp elbow across his cheek bone. She then turns and voluntarily runs up against the ropes, charging back at Rockstar only to be speared when she turns around.

Falcoon - That's it!

Rockstar covers Anne while the referee drops to his knees to make the count...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - The winner of this match...Rockstar!

Falcoon - Rockstar wins and earns himself an OWF contract in the process.

Kissens - And Anne Boleyn will no longer be seen in the OWF.

Falcoon - How do you feel about that, Nick?

Burst - I feel just great about it, Gunther.

The shot is straight down at the floor in an OWF locker room and slowly begins moving up. The First thing we see is what appears to be a yellow wooden stick. The camera continues up to reveal the stick is indeed a stick, or more precisely a mop handle. The mop has a paper plate and the false arms protruding from it. It appears to be standing on it's own, but the strings are seen. The mop begins turning side t oside and a voice is heard.

Voice - Ten Years of bloodshed is marked and celebrated today... Ten years...That's a long time...No don't adjust your set, this is the way it all ends. Not with a whimper...

The mop falls over, and the lights flicker out. The lights flicker again and remain dim. The outline of a figure is seen, but the audience can't make out any features. The camera zooms into where the face would be and the figure looks into the camera, his face painted all white except around his eyes where the paint is black.

Voice - But with a BANG!

We cut back to the announcers booth.

Burst - Figures. The night I come back all the crazies are out.

Falcoon - You bring out the best kind of people, Nick.

Burst - Shut up, you're making me regret taking CJ's offer.

Missy stands up at ringside with a microphone in her right hand.

Kissens - I missed this the most. Cutting you two off from bickering because there's a match coming up.

She slowly lifts the microphone up to her lips and begins her announcements.

Missy Janson - The following matchup is an Earn Your Contract Match, and it is scheduled for a one fall...

Burst - Another?

Kissens - And one more after that.

Burst - Good to see the OWF is still ripping people off for their money.

Missy Janson - ...Coming to the ring first, From Mexico City, Mexico...T-Money

Everyday Im hustlin hits the PA and and couple seconds later T-money splits the curtain. He moves out with some bouncing and hands in the air then walk slowly to the ring with a black shirt with the sleeves cut off. He walks to the ring and slides in, preparing for his match.

Missy Janson - And his opponent, from Parts Unknown, making his OWF debut...Angel of Death!

Unforgiven begins to play and the lights go out in the arena. Smoke beings to fill the ring and a purple light begins to shine within it. As the smoke disapates a large dark figure is seen standing in the ring. As the lights slowly come back on AoD is standing in the center of the ring looking up and chanting to himself ignoring all his surroundings. As all the lights come on he seems to snap out of his trance and pace the ring waiting for the match to begin.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

The two men charge at each other with T-Money nailing a quick right hand to start the match. Angel of Death recovers and fires back with a right hand of his own. T-Money bounces off the ropes but runs back into a powerslam by Angel of Death. Wasting no time, AOD lifts up T-Money off the mat and pushes him back first into the corner. Once there, he unleashes multiple strikes to the midsection of T-Money which doubles him over and eventually sends him to the ground.

Burst - This is some slugfest.

Falcoon - Yeah no kidding.

Burst - AGAIN, sarcasm! God damnit.

Kissens - He's getting pissed now. Back to Nick's original form.

Angel of Death drags T-Money up to his feet and tucks his head between his legs. He lifts him up and powerbombs him flat to his back in the middle of the ring. He keeps a hold of his legs and he swings the powerbomb up and nails it one last time in a sitout position. The referee slides into place to make the count as Angel of Death pins an unconscious T-Money...1...2...3!

Burst - That was quick and painful.

Missy Janson - The winner of this match...Angel of Death!

Falcoon - The huge size disadvantage T-Money was at definitely cost him.

Kissens - And we're getting word that Angel of Death will be receiving an OWF contract offer within the next week.

Burst - Good for him.

Falcoon - Sarcasm?

Burst - Now you're catching on.

We cut backstage where Drake Munday is standing impatiently next to Garrett Greene.

Garrett Greene - So,your career is on the line tonight as you face the everybody hates munday gauntlet, consisting of-

Drake Munday - Just get to the point.

Greene sighs deeply.

Garrett Greene - Okay, Is there any opponents in particular you are worried about facing?

Drake Munday - Well, and I'm going to be perfectly honest, with you here Gary, No, no there isn't.

Garrett Greene - Have you got any last words for the fans?

Drake Munday -Yeah, sure, Hey guys, I know you've never liked me, I just wanna apoligise and say---FUCK YOU!!! As if i'd ever apoligise to you assholes.

Greene looks taken aback as we cut to another area backstage.

This time we are inside the office of President Chase Johnson, along with him is James Dunn who is holding the OWF Public Display of Aggression Championship.

Prez CJ - You know, when you walk out that door the match begins.

James Dunn - I'm ready!

He turns to the door and exits.

As Dunn exits, he is immediately hit with a side kick from Mike Van Pelt.

Falcoon - Sneak attack!

Dunn drops to the floor like a ton of bricks. A referee quickly scurries from around the corner and he stands watching as MVP delivers a huge assault to his former partner.

Burst - What a backstabber!

Mike Van Pelt picks up James and tosses him back first into one of the concrete walls. Dunn slides down to the floor, sitting with his back up against the wall. MVP unleashes a shin kick right to the face of Dunn, who falls over. MVP falls on top of him and makes the cover. The referee counts the pin on the concrete...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Mike Van Pelt has won the PDA Championship from James Dunn!

MVP stands up and grabs a hold of the PDA Title, when he turns around he receives a sharp kick to his midsection followed by a figure jumping and grabbing the back of his head. He drops into a facebreaker, with the figure landing on his back with his knees extended up and MVP's face being driven down into his knees.

Kissens - Who the hell is that?

Falcoon - I know who that is! That's T.J. Hansen, one of the newest members of the OWF.

T.J. Hansen then grabs MVP in a guillotine choke, wrenching on his neck as hard as he can. Mike Van Pelt quickly taps out.

Burst - And he already has a championship reign. Way to go kid.

Missy Janson - T.J. Hansen has submitted Mike Van Pelt, therefore he is the new OWF PDA Champion!

T.J. stands up, grabbing the belt and making a break down the hallway while Dunn and MVP are left recovering. The referee runs after him to keep with the 24/7 rule.

The feed cuts back to the announcers booth and the ever excited crowd.

Falcoon - What a night so far, and we aren't even through to the meat yet.

Burst - Yep, we're still stuck in fat.

Kissens - Just wait. It'll pick up soon.

Burst - I hope. But I'm getting paid regardless.

Missy Janson remains seated, holding the microphone up to her lips.

Missy Janson - The following match up is scheduled for a one fall and is also an Earn Your Contract Match -- it being the last of the night.

The fans cheer.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, making his debut in the OWF...From Long Beach, California...Exell!

Lights dim. Music hits, quietly at first. A sudden hike in volume is accompanied by flashing neon lights. As Exell appears at the top of the ramp, blue and yellow fireworks rise above him. Exell exudes calm and confidence during his intro, barely acknowledging the jeering crowd.

Falcoon - These fans know this is the match to watch.

Kissens - I know that I have my eyes peeled.

Missy Janson - And his opponent, from East Brunswick, New Jersey...Also making his first appearance in the OWF...Skotty Surph!

"Finnigan Froth" by Mephiskapheles hits as the arena goes dark. After 9 seconds sparks shoot up on either side of the entrance and Skotty Surph is shaking his arms, then throws them in the air with his pointer fingers extended. He then runs down the ramp and dives into the ring. After jumping to his feet he circles once again holding up the number one with his arms.

Burst - Skotty Surph? You're joking right, Geoff?

Falcoon - Ahh, I missed you buddy.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Exell and Skotty start off by locking up in the middle of the ring, with Exell swooping around behind Surph and grabbing him in a reverse waist lock. Skotty is able to roll out of it and stand up, while Exell runs at him only to be knocked down to the mat by a flying dropkick to the face. Surph wastes no time as he bends down, picking Exell up and locking him in a front face lock, he swings around and nails a swinging neck breaker on Exell which stuns him. Skotty pulls himself up and holds his arms up, and the crowd gives him a mild response. When he turns back to Exell he gets hit with a hard knee to the stomach, followed by a sharp leaping roundhouse kick that sends Skotty down to his knees. Exell grabs a hold of Surph in a front face lock, lifting him back up to his feet, only to hook both of Skotty's arms and drive him face first to the mat with a double arm DDT.

Falcoon - The two new guys are putting on a show.

Burst - This is about the job of a lifetime. They better be giving their all.

Exell rolls Skotty over and covers him. The referee slides into place...1...2...kickout. Exell grabs a hold of Surph by his arm and tugs him up to his feet before pushing him back first up against the ropes. Exell rears back and unleashes a knife edge chop across the chest of Surph. Skotty breaks free of Exell's grasp and turns Exell back first into the rope, where Surph smacks him right across the chest with his own chop. Skotty follows it up with a european uppercut, which stuns Exell, and uses the opportunity to irish whip him across the ring. When he bounces back, Skotty leap frogs Exell and his momentum carries him backfirst into the opposite set of ropes. The next time he bounces back he is prepared and leaps, taking Skotty Surph down with a flying clothesline.

Kissens - This is the best opening match for sure.

Falcoon - That's not too bold of a statement.

Burst - Seriously. Thank you Captain Obvious.

Exell pushes himself to his feet with little trouble, while Skotty takes a bit longer as he pauses on all fours to catch his breath. Growing impatient, Exell again drags Skotty up to his feet. Once there, Exell tucks his head under the right armpit of Surph and grabs him in a side waist lock. He tries to lift him up, but Skotty drives the point of his elbow downwards into the side and back of Exell's head. Exell maintains his grip, and Surph drives his elbow downward again. This only infuriates Exell, who on pure adrenaline lifts Skotty Surph up and tosses him over his back with a Backdrop Suplex right onto Skotty's neck and shoulders.

Falcoon - Exell is in firm control so far.

Exell pulls himself up, grabbing Skotty by his head and dragging him up. In an act of deperation, Skotty throws up his right foot towards Exell's stomach but he is able to catch it before it makes contact. Surph hops up and down on his left leg before flinging it upwards and connecting with an ensiguri to the side of Exell's face.

Burst - That had to hurt.

Exell stands right back up and backs Skotty into a corner, he charges, but Skotty is again able to leapfrog him and Exell crashes chest first into the turnbuckle. He stumbles out backwards and Surph leaps up, wraps his legs around the head and neck of Exell and swings backwards executing a devastating Reverse Hurricanrana.

Falcoon - What a move!

Burst - What is that called?

Kissens - The Cyclone, so it says here.

Falcoon - It's fitting.

Surph pins Exell, and the referee makes the count...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - The winner of this match...Skotty Surph!

Falcoon - Wow, that was better than I expected.

Burst - That's the output you should see from everybody on your roster night in and night out.

Kissens - We have a solid core now, y'all.

Burst - Oh shut up little girl, you know nothing of a solid core.

The cameras cut backstage where we are following Garrett Greene as he walks into a locker room. Inside, catches up with Chris Green who is just beginning to get into his ring attire.

Garrett Greene - Hey Chris can I have a few words?

Chris Green - I am busy getting ready for later tonight so make it fast.

Garrett Greene - Okay. What are your thoughts tonight you have been waiting a long time for this?

Chris Green - So many thoughts that will come to an end tonight. There will be a victory parade no doubt in downtown ASHVILLE!! WOOOO!!

Garrett Greene - Trying to get a cheap pop?

Chris Green - Sure why the hell not. Either way Jesse shine that belt up cause it is comin home. I will be sipping on some lemonade tonight BY GOD!

The cameras cut back to the announcers.

Burst - Ugh. Him. Another downside.

Falcoon - At least it was quick?

Kissens - He sure is confident though.

Falcoon - I'd expect him to be walking into a match like this.

Burst - For once George, you got it right.

Missy Janson stands up from her seat with a microphone in her hand, cutting off the announcers and heading right to ring introductions for the next match.

Missy Janson - The next matchup is the Everybody Hates Drake Munday Gauntlet. Drake will start off the match against a single opponent, and if he is able to eliminate each of the opposing competitors he will gain a World Title shot. If he loses, he will be fired from the OWF.

The fans cheer loudly at the mentioning of him being fired.

Burst - What does everybody have against this guy?

Falcoon - He's an idiot.

Burst - Oh. Okay.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, from Green Bay, Wisconsin...Drake Munday!

The lights go out, Paint It Black hits the PA as the lights turn back on to reveal Drake Munday standing on the stage, hands on hips, his face dull. He walks slowly down the ramp, soaking in his surroundings, as he finally reaches the end of the ramp, one of the crowd goes an insult to far, Drake hurriedly walks back and exchanges words with the member of the crowd, until one of the officials at last separates them, drake climbs into the ring and prepares to start the match.

Missy Janson - And the first member of the gauntlet...G Dogg!

Nail In The Coffin by Eminem hits the PA as the lights the lights go dark and white lights start to follow G Dogg. G Dogg makes his way to the ring and starts rapping his song on his way to the ring with the mic in his right hand. Then he goes up the little staires then goes into the ring. Then the music stops and he drops his mic.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Drake and G Dogg lock up immediately, with Munday tossing G Dogg into the ropes and when he bounces back takes him right to the mat with a shoulder block. He drops a knee across the face of G Dogg, who lays prone on the mat. As he rises, he steps back and stares down at G Dogg who is having trouble standing up.

Falcoon - It'd be a shame to see Munday go.

Burst - I don't know the guy, but he looks like he has potential.

Kissens - Rumor has it that it's backstage issues.

Munday lifts G Dogg up and takes him right down with a hard clothesline. Following that up with a leg drop and a quick pinfall. The referee slides into place...1...2...kickout.

Burst - He must be new if he thinks he can win with a legdrop.

Falcoon - Hogan did it for years.

Burst - Yeah, but that was the Ultimate legdrop. BIG difference.

Drake stands up and crouches behind G Dogg while he pushes himself up. When he gets to his feet, Munday leaps into the air and grabs a hold of G Dogg by his head, driving him down with a Diamond Cutter. Munday quickly covers G Dogg while the referee drops into place.

Kissens - The Darkness!

1...2...3!

Burst - One down.

Missy Janson - G Dogg has been eliminated! Next out to the ring, from Oceanside, California, representing the gauntlet...Sythe!

Sythe enters the arena followed by his Cameraman. He drinks from a bottle of Jack Daniels and throws the bottle to the crowd as green flames explode from the stage. Sythe high fives the fans as he maked his way to the ring.

Sythe slides under the bottom rope only to be taken down with a flying knee strike to the chest from Munday. Drake follows it up with a series of damaging stomps to the affected area of his chest. Munday reaches down, pulling Sythe up by his arms and pulling him into his chest with a bear hug. Drake quickly manuevers himself toward the center of the ring and tosses Sythe over his head with a belly to belly suplex.

Burst - This guy is fighting for his career, right?

Falcoon - Sure is Nick.

Burst - Makes sense, it seems like it.

Munday grabs Sythe and tugs him up to his feet, only to have Sythe roll him through with a small package. The referee makes the count...1...2...kickout.

Kissens - That could have been the end of his OWF career.

Munday stands up along with Sythe and out of nowhere nails another Darkness.

Falcoon - Darkness on Sythe!

Munday covers him quickly while the referee falls into place. He makes the count...1...2...3!

Kissens - That's two.

Falcoon - Only a few to go.

Missy Janson - Sythe has been eliminated...Coming out next, Snake!

Seek and Destroy by Metallica hits the speakers and Snake charges out from the back, running down the ramp full speed and he slides under the bottom rope, awaiting the match to begin.

Snake and Munday meet in the center of the ring in a intense staredown. It is only broken when Snake reaches onto Munday's chest and grabs one of his nipples. He twists it as hard as he can which causes Drake to wince in pain.

Burst - The dreaded PURPLE NURPLE! Hahaha! Brilliant.

Drake eventually gets used to the pain and reacts by smacking Snake's grip off his nipple. Munday rears back and attempts a hard right hook that Snake catches and turns into a short arm clothesline. Munday's head smacks off the mat and Snake wastes no time as he reaches down and yanks Munday up by his trunks. He pulls Munday right into a reverse waist lock, but Drake mule kicks Snake right into his genitals which breaks the hold he has around the waist of Munday.

Falcoon - What a cheapshot.

Burst - Hey you do whatever you can to win.

Drake brings a knee up into the face of Snake who is doubled over, and immediately irish whips him into the ropes following the rising knee. When Snake gets back, Munday wraps him up in a sleeper hold in the middle of the ring. The fans begin to get behind Drake at this point with cheers breaking out all over the arena. Unfortunately, Snake charges backwards and smashes Drake back first into the turnbuckle. Munday breaks the sleeper hold and Snake turns around. He lifts Drake to a seated position on the top turnbuckle.

Kissens - What's he gonna do?

He cracks Munday across his forehead for good measure before he starts to climb up the turnbuckle. Once he gets to the second rope he hooks Munday for a suplex, but Drake nails a few punches with his free hand. Out of nowhere, he twists out of the suplex position and spins around holding the head of Snake. Munday nails a diamond cutter from the second rope on Snake, and he quickly covers him.

Falcoon - Another Darkness!

The referee slides into place...1...2..3!

Burst - And another one down.

Missy Janson - Snake has been eliminated...The next member of the gauntlet out to the ring, from Little Rock, Arkansas...CokeKid!

The lights dim low in the arena and suddenly a bright flash pops across the screen and leaves a blinding trail of white powder over the rampway. From the speakers echos a familiar voice.

PA System - Hahaha... Yeeeeaaah Dude!

The fans leap to their feet as "Lit Up" by Buck Cherry hits the speakers and Cokekid steps through the curtains.

PA System - I love the cocaine... I love the cocaine!

The loyal OWF fans applaud the man as he slides into the ring and leaps to his feet.

CokeKid runs at Munday who boots him right in the stomach, and nails the Darkness on CokeKid.

Kissens - Awllll poor CokeKid!

Drake covers CokeKid while the referee makes the count...1...2...3!

Burst - Squash!

Missy Janson - Cokekid has been eliminated. The last member of the gauntlet, making his OWF debut...

The fans cheer very loudly in anticipation of Missy's announcement.

Falcoon - I can feel the excitement.

Missy Janson - From Rammstein, Germany...Harker!

"Loyalty" by American Head Charge blair across the PA system, giving way to total darkness, and a smoke that begins to cover the rampway through the purple plume of fog. The verse becomes quiet, and an eerie blue light focuses on the entrance, and Harker begins to slowly make his way hazily through the fog. Once he hits the ring, the riotous bridge begins to soar and Harker climbs the turnbuckle. He beats his chest which sets off a fire pyro around the ring. The slowly shrinking flames begin to play as Harker slowly steps down and looks to the opposite corner.

Munday looks at Harker while the fans are going absolutely bezerk to see him here.

Falcoon - The fans can't wait to see Harker in action.

Kissens - It's been a long time coming.

They lock up in the middle of the ring with Harker getting the advantage over Munday after a sharp knee to the sternum. He throws Munday up against the turnbuckle and unleashes a fury of right and left hands all over Drake's body. Just as Munday is about to fall to the mat, Harker irish whips him across the ring and Munday smashes back first into the opposite turnbuckle. Harker slowly stalks Munday into the corner and begins striking away at him with knees and elbows in random order.

Burst - Yeah! Kick his ass!

Kissens - What do you have against Munday?

Burst - I'm a fan of proper english.

Before Munday falls, Harker steps back out into the middle of the ring and urges Munday to run at him. Eventually he does, but as he reaches Harker he is met with a huge big boot to the face which sends him crashing down to the mat. Out of pure instinct and adrenaline, Drake pushes himself up again and charges once more at Harker, but he is unable to connect with anything as Harker side steps Munday and lifts him up to his side. He drops down to the mat, driving Munday back first into the canvas with a sidewalk slam. Harker hooks the leg of Munday while covering him on the mat...1...2...kickout.

Falcoon - It's been all Harker since he got into the ring.

Kissens - He's just too much for Drake.

Harker pounds the mat in frustration and grabs the head of Munday, pulling him up to his feet while Harker lifts himself up as well. He looks for an irish whip in the middle of the ring. Drake is able to counter it and he throws Harker into the opposite set of ropes. When Harker charges back Munday is prepared as he bends over and back body drop's Harker high into the air over his back. He crashes down to his back, but rolls right back up to his feet. Once there he is met with a closed right hand from Munday, followed by a side knee strike to the ribcage. Munday attempts a DDT, as he grabs Harker in a front face lock, but Harker swings out of it and grabs Munday around the throat. He lifts him with ease into the air and slams him down to his back with a vicious chokeslam.

Burst - Crap...Munday may be dead once this match is over, much less retired.

Harker makes a throat cutting gesture and the fans cheer loudly. He drags Munday up to his feet and tucks his head between his legs. Harker grabs Drake Munday around the waist and hoists him up into a piledriver position. He drops down to his knees, driving Munday's head into the mat with an Inverted Tombstone Piledriver.

Falcoon - Memoriam on Munday!

Kissens - Bye bye Drakey!

Harker lays on top of the unconscious Munday as the referee makes the count...1...2...3!

Falcoon - Harker picked up the win, unfortunately you know what that means for Munday.

Missy Janson - The winner of this bout...Harker!

Falcoon - Oh poor Munday.

Kissens - Harker was just too good of a competitor when it came down to it.

Burst - He had a cake walk leading up to him. There's no excuse for it.

Munday heads out of the ring and up the ramp. He looks out to the fans one last time and disappears behind the curtains.

The cameras cut backstage where we see T.J. Hansen being followed around by a referee. He has the PDA title in his hand, dragging it along the ground, and watching around every corner as if waiting. He lets his guard down, but out of no where Thug 1 comes from one of the hallways and crushes T.J. up against a concrete wall. T.J. drops the belt as Thug 1 continues the assault.

Falcoon - One of the Thugs has made himself active in this match.

While T.J. is pressed up against the wall, Thug 1 grabs him around his throat and lifts him up. He chokeslams T.J. upon the concrete hallway floor. Thug 1 falls on top of T.J. while the referee makes the count...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Thug 1 has won the PDA Championship from T.J. Hansen!

Burst - This title is getting passed around more than Kissens at the company Christmas Party.

Kissens - ...Dick.

Thug 1 gets right off of T.J. and grabs the PDA Title. He turns around ready to leave but he is crushed by a huge chair shot from an unnamed figure. Thug 1 crashes down to the ground next to T.J. Hansen.

Falcoon - Who the hell is that?

The figure keeps his face hidden from the camera as he continues the assault on Thug 1 with the steel chair. Eventually he stops, drops to his knees and covers Thug 1, exposing his face.

Burst - That's Raven Talon!

Kissens - Who?

Burst - Don't tell me you've never heard of him!

The referee drops into place...1...2...3!

Falcoon - Well now all of the OWF has.

Missy Janson - Raven Talon has pinned Thug 1 for the OWF PDA Championship!

Raven Talon grabs the title and runs off down the hallway with the referee in hot pursuit.

Falcoon - I'm glad to see the Public Display of Aggression Title back in the OWF.

Burst - It never should have been unfied with the stupid WoW Title.

Kissens - It's not stupid!

Burst - Sure is. Even stupider than the LillyAss Title.

Kissens - Is not!

Burst - Is too!

Missy stands up and heads for the steel ring steps again.

Kissens - Nuh uh!

Burst - Uh huh!

Falcoon - Will you two shut up? It's almost time for the LillyAss Battle Royal.

Missy Janson makes her way onto the apron holding a microphone in her right hand. She parts the ropes and enters the ring, making her way right to the center of the ring.

Burst - She started it!

Kissens - No, you did

Missy Janson - The following match up is for the OWF/MVW LillyAss Championship. It is a LillyAss Battle Royal. The way the match will work is two competitors will start off in the match, and every two minutes another competitor is added to the mix. Eliminations can only be scored by pinfall or submission, but when you score a fall on someone else you are removed from the match instead of the person the fall was executed on. The two competitors in the ring will square off with the competitor who gets pinned becoming the LillyAss Champion.

Burst - You got all that Greg?

Falcoon - I think so.

Kissens - His name is Gordie!

Falcoon - Don't even bother.

Missy Janson - The first entrant to the LillyAss Battle Royal...From Denver, Colorado...Robin Sparks!

PA System - I'm in the business of misery, lets take it from the top...

The arena lights spark up and orange spot lights flicker over the stage. "Misery Business" by Paramore hits the PA system and plays through while the fans sit in silence waiting for someone to step through the curtain.

We cut back stage to show Robin Sparks standing nervously behind the curtain with her mentor giving guidance.

Alexis Cage - This song is AWESOME! I ALMOST choose it insted.

Robin Sparks - I hate this song. This totally goes against everything I stand for.

Alexis Cage - Go get em tiger!

Robin Sparks - It's not my cue!

Stage Director - It's not her cue!

Alexis shoves Robin through the curtain. She stumbles onto the stage and is able to catch her balance before the song's chorus hits.

PA System - I refuse I refuse I refuse! WOOOOOOAH! I never meant to BREAK!

The cue was obviously early as the spotlights trail behind Robin on her way to the ring.

Burst - What a dumbass.

"The Sound of Truth" by As I Lay Dying begins to play throughout the arena and it gets slightly darker and spotlights rapidly flash to the beat of the music. Filthy Rich makes his way out from the back. He stands at the top of the stage momentarily, taking in the environment of the arena and the OWF fans that have packed into the arena.

Missy Janson - And the second competitor to enter the Battle Royal, weighing in at 244 lbs., from Miami, Florida... Filthy Rich!

He headbangs to the music for a second and then makes his way down to the ring with a somewhat serious look on his face. He walks up the steps outside the ring and climbs on the turnbuckle with one foot on the second turnbuckle and the other foot on the top turnbuckle. He looks around for a couple of seconds and jumps down into the ring and gets ready to start the match.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

2:00

Robin plays keep away from Filthy Rich, trying to avoid him as much as possible. She ducks a grapple attempt, along with a hard right elbow that Filthy Rich throws backwards in an attempt to catch Robin unprepared.

Falcoon - Robin's thinking if she can last another minute plus she has a better chance.

1:18

Kissens - It's not a bad thought, but she can't run for the whole match.

Robin charges into the ropes and bounces off, ducking a clothesline attempt from Filthy Rich and stopping dead in her tracks right behind him. She leaps into the air and attempts a dropkick, but Filthy Rich sidesteps her and lets Sparks crash down to the mat on her back.

:37

Burst - All it takes is one mistake and Sparks made it there.

Filthy Rich reaches down, lifting Robin up only to lift her into the air and slam her flat onto her back with a thunderous spinebuster. He follows it up by flipping over and hooking her legs into a pinfall situation. The referee makes the count...1...2...kickout!

Falcoon - Close call!

Kissens - Five seconds til the next competitor.

5... 4... 3...

Kissens - Who is it gonna be!

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - The next competitor entered into the battle royal...

Burst - James Dunn!

Lights flash then dim, and "The Man Without Fear" by Drowning Pool & Rob Zombie fills the speakers.

Burst - Damnit.

PA System - GO!

Missy Janson - ..From Jersey City, New Jersey...Joe Cool!

Lights flash about the arena and Joe steps on to the stage and looks around at the crowd, then leans back, arms outstreched as pyro blasts up around him. He runs towards the ring and slides in.

I am The Man Without Fear

Falcoon - Joe Cool is number three.

Burst - I remember that guy from back in the day!

Kissens - Yeah you would, old man.

You can't hurt me.
NO.
You can't stop me.
NO.
You can't beat me.
NO.
You can't bring me DOWN!

He gets right into the mix of things while the clock resets itself.

2:00

Joe Cool attacks Filthy Rich as he stands up from the pinfall attempt on Robin. Cool throws a variety of rights and lefts which all find their mark and back Filthy Rich into the turnbuckle. Once there, Joe brings his knee up into the gut of Filthy Rich multiple times. Robin slowly pushes herself up on the opposite side of the ring, making sure to keep her distance.

Kissens - That's a smart girl.

Falcoon - Very.

Joe Cool eventually lets Filthy Rich fall to the mat and shoots a glance at Robin across the ring. Joe ignores her and bends over to pick up Filthy Rich again.

:49

Once Filthy Rich is back to one knee he throws a punch upwards and connects with the throat of Joe Cool. This dazes him enough to give Rich a chance to get up to his feet. Once he does he leaps and nails a front dropkick to the chest of Cool, sending him down to the canvas.

Burst - This Filthy Rich guy ain't too bad.

Kissens - Not at all.

Falcoon - Only three seconds before the next competitor.

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

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - The next competitor entered into the battle royal...

The lights dim as the fog slowly rises with an ominous purple tinge, the only light in the building eminating from fog lights on the stage, casting the entire arena in darkness.

Missy Janson - ..From Detroit, Michigan...Zakk Simmons!

Doomsday Jesus blasts over the PA as Zakk Simmons walks out, head slouched low, with the weight of the world on his shoulders. A man that no longer cares about himself let alone care what others think about him. Some fans cheer, some fans boo, Zakk, indifferent to the crowds reaction heads to the ring to do the one thing he does best. He slides under the bottom ropes and enters right into the fray without hesitation.

2:00

Simmons gets into the ring and immediately heads for Filthy Rich who has his back to Zakk, concentrating on Joe Cool. Simmons nails Filthy Rich with a sharp elbow to the back of his head before grabbing him in a reverse waist lock and flipping him over his head with a release german suplex. Once Zakk stands up, he is taken right down by a dropkick to the knee from Robin.

Falcoon - There she goes. Finally some offense.

Burst - She needs to keep this up.

Robin stands up and backs away from Simmons, Cool and Filthy Rich who are all down on the mat.

:47

Joe is the first to stand up, followed by Simmons. The two men square off and begin to trade punches before they are interrupted by Filthy Rich who goes after both men.

Kissens - Here comes the mayhem!

:25

Robin backs into the far corner, watching as Cool decks Simmons with a hard right and then turns to do battle with Filthy Rich. The two lock up with Cool grabbing the advantage and nailing an arm drag takedown.

4... 3... 2... 1...

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - The next entrant...Coming from Parma Heights, Ohio...

PA System - Go ahead. Say you want a revolution.

Missy Janson - ..Freedom Kid!

The opening chords of "Got the Numbers" by Anti-Flag ring out through the arena, and a rush of white crowd noise calls back. As Justin Sane wends toward the chorus, a strange phenomenon occurs. As soon as he sings "we need a fucking revolution" the curtains jerk aside in sync with hundreds of fists throughout the arena being thrown in the air. There seems to be no rhyme, no reason to the placement of the Freedom Army members as they scream along to the lyrics.

Crowd - We've got
We've got
We've got the numbers!

It's at this point that the Freedom Kid himself appears at the top of the ramp, wearing bluejeans and a T-shirt modeled after the anarchosyndicalist flag, his hands raised in the double Vs that have followed him throughout his career. As he lowers his arms, the Freedom Army follows suit and, within moments, the members of the movement are indistinguishable from the rest of the crowd. The Kid sprints down the ramp, hoping onto the apron.

2:00

As Freedom Kid stands on the apron, he watches Joe Cool intently and springboards up to the top rope. Freedom Kid attempts a cross body block but is clotheslined in midair by Joe before Freedom Kid can fully extend. Joe pulls himself up, looking at the carnage he has left in the ring.

Falcoon - Joe is in firm control.

Kissens - But he's not making pins.

Burst - Maybe he wants the LillyAss.

1:31

Robin finally makes her move, leaping up onto the back of Joe Cool. She wraps her left arm around his throat, trying to choke him out but she doesn't have enough strength in her body to fully lock in the choke hold. Joe reaches up and grabs a hold of Robin by her hair.

Kissens - This doesn't bold well for Robin.

Joe swings her over his head and plants her flat on her back in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, Zakk Simmons and Filthy Rich have both returned to their feet and are trading punches back and forth with a slight advantage going to Filthy Rich.

:26

Burst - There are bodies and fights everywhere. I love it.

Freedom Kid pulls himself up and grabs onto the ropes. He bounces off and attempts a shoulder block on Joe Cool, but he barely budges.

5... 4... 3...

Falcoon - Two seconds!

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - The sixth entrant to the LillyAss Battle Royal...

"Drag you down" by Finger Eleven blares throughout the arena. The fans squint trying to see what's going on around the dark entrance way when suddenly a figure emerges from the darkness as if ripping itself out of it.

Missy Janson - From Anchorage, Alaska...Eclipse!

Burst - Uh oh. Here comes even more trouble.

Falcoon - Having flashbacks Nick?

Burst - Fuck that, I have nightmares about being burnt.

A flowing, ragged black cloak envelops her body and head while her attractive, scarred face is split into two sides. The right side looks normal while the left is painted paler with black stitches painted on causing the whole left side of her face to look as if it's been pieced backed together. Especially around the eyes and lips. Slowly she walks down the ramp towards the ring. With every step the light in front of her dims so that she is never walking in full illumination. After entering the ring she stops near the ropes while looking at her opponents with her head tilted downward and to the side at a strange angle.

2:00

Eclipse enters the ring and glares down at the fallen Robin Sparks, she then glances over to Freedom Kid and Joe Cool. She quickly rushes over and cracks Freedom Kid right across the back with a snap kick. This sends Freedom Kid stumbling forward towards Joe Cool who picks Freedom Kid up into a standing firemans carry.

1:03

He spins him around and nails a sitout spinebuster. He quickly makes the cover.

Kissens - Solitare Unraveling!

1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Joe Cool has scored a pinfall over Freedom Kid, therefore Joe Cool is out of the match.

Joe Cool pumps his fist and exits the ring.

Falcoon - First man out is Joe Cool. He wanted nothing to do with that LillyAss Title.

Filthy Rich and Zakk Simmons are still brawling on the otherside of the ring, while Eclipse stares at Robin while she slowly pushes herself up.

:36

Filthy Rich nails Zakk with a boot to the stomach and sets him up for a suplex. He hoists him straight up, only to drop him down into a facebuster DDT.

Burst - That was a devastating move!

Kissens - It's called Lost Profits!

The referee slides in to make the count as Filthy Rich lays arrogant over Simmons...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Filthy Rich has secured a pinfall over Zakk Simmons, therefore Filthy Rich has removed himself from the match.

Falcoon - Another one down.

Filthy Rich exits the ring.

Burst - There's another one coming in a couple of seconds, though.

2... 1...

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - The final competitor deemed as a challenger to be entered into this match...

“No More Sorrow” by Linken Park starts to play as the lights go dark and smoke pours from the entrance way.

Missy Janson - From Pittsburgh, Pennslyvania..."The Son of a Bitch" Trent Steel!

“No More Sorrow” by Linken Park starts to play as the lights go dark and smoke pours from the entrance way. Out of the smoke Trent Steel emerges. He holds out his arms in a cross like pose as the fans boo him heavily. Steel slides under the bottom rope and gets right into the action.

Falcoon - It's Steel.

Burst - Thank you Sargent Obvious.

Kissens - Hahaha! I rank over you!

2:00

Steel heads right for Eclipse, taking her down from behind with a shoulder tackle. Robin is still making every effort to keep away from the rest of the competitors, and Zakk Simmons is being pummeled on the ground by a recovered Freedom Kid. Steel mounts Eclipse, firing away with closed fists to her face while Zakk Simmons stands up and is able to push Freedom Kid aside with a hard forearm to the jaw.

1:01

Once Simmons takes down Freedom Kid he charges at an unsuspecting Robin Sparks, grabbing her in a reverse waist lock.

Kissens - Why is he going after her?

He flips her over his back with a german suplex, and he holds it for a pin attempt...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Zakk Simmons has pinned Robin Sparks, therefore he has been removed from the match.

Burst - He obviously wanted out of the match.

:22

Eclipse now has the upper hand on Steel, but instead of beating on him she keeps wiggling him around to different rest holds.

Falcoon - It's almost as if Eclipse is just keeping Steel at bay.

4... 3...

Kissens - The last entrant is out in less than four seconds!

* BUZZ *

Missy Janson - And finally the last entrant..

PA System - Tonight's your lucky fucking night.

Says the voice of the Venetian Vandal to an arena full of fans that may or may not remember the glory days of MVW. The surf guitar sweetness of The Dead Kennedys' rendition of "Viva Las Vegas" assaults the ears of the audience, leaving images of gambling and debauchery dancing in their heads.

Missy Janson - He is the current OWF/MVW LillyAss Champion...From Las Vegas, Nevada...

A wave of purple and silver confetti drifts to the arena floor, indicating that a celebration is in order. What celebration is that?

Missy Janson - ..Specter!

Why, the arrival of none other than Specter, who steps through the curtain and surveys the arena with a smirk. He looks from the ring to the fans and back again, before beginning his pace to the ring. Shrugging off the high five attempts and remarks of fans, he slips to ringside and rolls under the bottom rope.

Freedom Kid gets back up this feet and heads right for Specter. Freedom Kid looks for a clothesline but Specter ducks it and rolls Freedom Kid up with a small package...1...2...Specter then rolls himself over so now his shoulders are on the mat. The referee counts.

Falcoon - What the hell?

1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Freedom Kid secured a pin on Specter, therefore he must exit the match.

Specter stands up with a smile on his face and focuses on the rest of his opponents. Eclipse now has Steel up in a bear hug and is squeezing the life from him. From the back, we see Moxie Roxie slowly walk out onto the steel stage to a loud ovation.

Burst - Whoooa. What is she doing here?

The wrestlers in the ring don't even notice her presence, they just keep going onward. Eclipse drops Trent down to the mat like a sack of potatos and Specter immediately jumps at Eclipse starting to do battle with her. Moxie begins walking down the ramp and makes her way to ring side. Eclipse is able to shrug off Specter, and she finally notices Moxie. She walks across the ring and the two partners share words.

Kissens - How are they going to cooperate later tonight?

Out of nowhere, Robin Sparks sneaks up behind Eclipse and rolls her up with a school boy pin.

Falcoon - No way!

The referee drops to his knees and makes the count...1...2...3!

Burst - Uh oh, Eclipse is going to be angry.

Missy Janson - Robin Sparks has executed a pinfall on Eclipse, therefore she is out of the match.

Robin escapes the ring and joins up with Moxie while the two leave the ring side area. Eclipse gets up to her feet and looks furious. She turns around and sees Trent struggling to get up to his feet. She runs over and grabs him in a front face lock, following it up with a sharp Implant DDT. She rolls Steel over and covers him, while Steel is aware and just allows Eclipse to pin him...1...2...3!

Kissens - Steel wanted that to happen.

Burst - And now it's Specter and Steel.

Missy Janson - Eclipse has pinned Trent Steel, therefore she is removed from the match.

Trent Steel hops right up to his feet, while Specter approaches Steel. The two men lock up in the middle of the ring, with Steel gaining an early advantage by grabbing Specter in a hammerlock. Specter is quick to free himself, keeping a hold of Steel's arm and locking him into a hammerlock in return. Steel rolls out of it and stands up, charging at Specter who ducks a sharp elbow strike. Steel turns around and ddoges a high roundhouse kick from Specter. The two men turn around at the same time, with Steel firing a right hook that glances off the jaw of Specter. He retaliates with a high angle elbow that staggers Steel backwards up against the ropes. He uses the bounce as momentum to charge back at Specter and nail a shoulder block, which causes Specter to stumble backwards and he too bounces off the ropes. He runs back and nails a clothesline across the chest of Steel which nearly sends Trent down to the mat. Instead he backpeddles towards the ropes and bounces off, sprinting at Specter. This time he's ready and he bends over looking for a back body drop, but Steel stops dead in his tracks. He snaps his shin upwards and catches Specter across the chest. The strike sends Specter straight up to a standing position, and Steel uses the opportunity while Specter is dazed -- rearing back and unleashing a clothesline with such force even Steel falls to the mat.

Falcoon - Finally someone gains a somewhat advantage.

Burst - These two seem like they know each other well.

Trent pushes himself up to all fours while Specter rolls over onto his side and away from Steel. The fans cheer both men on loudly, as Steel gets up first with Specter not far behind. Both men turn and look at each other before charging towards the middle of the ring for another showdown. Steel throws the first punch, which Specter catches and uses to hip toss Steel down to the mat. Once there Specter keeps a hold of Trent's arm and locks in a tight arm bar. Steel is able to easily push himself up and twist under Specters arm and bring it around his back in another hammer lock. Specter throws a hard elbow right to the face of Steel and then chooses to run across the ring to the ropes.

Kissens - What is he going to do?

Trent charges at Specter and delivers a charging knee into Specter's collarbone. Trent lands and Specter hits the mat hard. Trent grabs Specter and picks him up for a Death Valley Driver. He slams Specter not into the mat but headfirst into the unmoving turnbuckle post! Specter's nose is busted open on that fall as Trent leaps to the top of the turnbuckle. BLACKWINGED ANGEL!!! The fans go nuts as Trent gets on the mat and put's Specter's arm over him...here is the cover...1...2....3...!!!

Falcoon - WHAT THE HELL!!! Steel just jobbed to win the Lillyass Title!

Burst - What is he doing? .

Missy Janson - The loser of this match and NEW OWF/MVW LillyAss Champion...TRENT STEEEEEL!

Trent calls for a mic. Specter starts to get up and Trent grabs a pair of handcuffs out of his trenchcoat and cuffs Specter to the ringpost. Steel toe kicks Specter right in the face.

Trent Steel - Take a look ladies and gentlemen! I give you the Lillyass Title! Oh No! I'm the Lillyass Champion! My career is ov...AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. This is the biggest bunch of bullshit I have ever seen!

Trent gets right into Specter's face.

Trent Steel - I proved myself right. You can't beat me and you can't even hold onto a jobber belt! Damn! How the...AHAHAHAHAHA...mighty MVW have fallen! Is this was Zack Perry fucking almost died for? You are pathetic! This belt is pathetic! Everything save for the spawn of your owner...is...pathetic! You liked to talk shit. Well looks like you couldn't back it up. But you know what I got enough sympathy to let you kiss it goodbye!

Trent slams the Lillyass title into Specter's face. The crowd starts screaming as police charge the arena to seperate Trent Steel from Specter. Trent let's the officers take the keys for the handcuffs and Trent holds up the now bloody red Lillyass Title.

Trent Steel - Come on let's hear it! MVW!!! Mighty Vaginal Waste!

Trent leaves the arena as Specter starts fighting the cops to get at Trent Steel.

We cut backstage and we see Steel heading towards his locker room. Out of nowhere Raven Talon comes running down the hallway only to collide face first into the outstreched LillyAss Title. Talon drops the PDA Championship and Steel places his foot on the chest of Talon while the referee jogs around the corner. He immediately makes the count...1...2...3!

Falcoon - Steel is PDA and LillyAss Champion!

Missy Janson - Trent Steel has defeated Raven Talon for the OWF PDA Championship!

Steel picks up the PDA Title, but when he stands he is leveled by a huge forearm from Joe Cool. Cool bends down and lifts Steel to his feet, slamming him head first into the concrete wall. He holds the hair of Steel and continues to pummel him head first into the concrete. Trent falls lifeless to the concrete floor and Joe Cool quickly makes the cover. The referee makes the count on the floor...1...2...3!

Burst - Not anymore.

Missy Janson - Joe Cool has pinned Trent Steel to become the OWF PDA Champion!

Joe Cool reaches down, grabbing the PDA Title and walking off with the referee right behind him.

Falcoon - Joe Cool has his first taste of OWF gold!

Kissens - He deserves it.

The OWF tron suddenly cuts out. A video is played with a voice over.

It's coming.

What you thought was gone is now returning. Outsider Wrestling Federation...your days are numbered. Such progress you have made in these past ten years we decided not to show our face tonight out of respect. However...soon.

We see pictures of Jesse Williams, Chris Green, Vacant, Moxie Roxie, and other OWF Superstars.

Your heroes...

More pictures coming up of Specter, Trent Steel, and other superstars.

Your villains...

We focus on a picture of DK and CJ.

Everyone. Is going to fry!

Flames erupt on the screen as the OWF emblem starts to burn away then static starts to come over the tron...

It's coming. You can't stop it. Get ready for World War Three...because if your with OWF then you are against us...and to be against us...is...to...be...a...fatal...mistake!

The static ends on a black and white image of Jesse Williams taking on Trent Steel earlier this year.

Even if you put aside your differences you will not stop us...Death to the O...W...F....

The picture cuts out.

Falcoon - Uh, that was weird.

Missy Janson stands up at ring side, adjusting her dress and pulling a microphone off the time keepers table next to her. She sets her eyes on the ring and proceeds to walk towards the steel steps in the near corner.

Burst - Shhh! It's time to watch DK wrestle!

Missy skips up the steps and onto the apron, parting the ropes and pulling herself through. Once in the ring she puts a smile on her face and adjusts her positioning to the center of the ring.

Missy Janson - The next match up is a Grudge Match. It is under Normal Rules, which means win by pinfall or submission.

The fans slowly pick themselves up out of their seats in anticipation of this match.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, from Los Angeles, California...Ray Lopes!

PA System - Hello hello hello hello...

“Rising Down” by the Roots featuring Mos Def and Styles P permeates throughout the arena and the fans all rise to their feet as Ray Lopes appears at the top of the ramp and then makes his way down to the ring. He slaps at a couple of reaching fans hands along the way and then slides inside.

Kissens - Y'all know I heard some rumors this could be Ray's last match with the OWF.

Falcoon - I hope that isn't the case.

Burst - Yeah. Same here. Now will you both shut up? DK's out next!

Missy Janson - And his opponent, he is the current Commissioner and founder of the OWF...From Phoenix, Arizona...The Diamond Kid!

PA System - On my own here we go!

"Brainstew" by Green Day hits the speakers and the fans all rise to their feet. Instead of hooting and hollering, they give DK a standing applause on this special night. Commissioner Diamond Kid eventually emerges from behind the entrance way to a loud ovation. He is seen being a little shaken up as he walks onto the steel stage and takes in the Outsider Dome and it's sold out crowd.

Falcoon - That has to be a good feeling.

Kissens - He's earned this applause.

Burst - I haven't seen CJ get an applause like this.

Falcoon - DK created the OWF. Period.

DK slowly walks down the ramp and sets his eyes to the ring and Ray Lopes who is standing firmly inside of it. All the emotion running through DK's veins now has turned into pure rage and he breaks off into a sprint down the remaining half of the ramp. He hits the ring with a face first slide and pushes himself right up to his feet. The two men square off as DK's music starts to fade out. Evenutally the two retreat to their given corners as Missy leaves the ring, heading back to her position at ring side, and the referee motions for the bell.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Falcoon - There is a lot of animosity between these two.

Burst - I don't know why. DK was a huge part of getting Lopes here in the first place.

The two men circle each other for a few seconds with the fans eagerly awaiting the two to lock up. Finally they do with Lopes getting the best of DK right off the bat. He over powers DK with stiff forearm shots that individually send DK down to the mat. While DK lays on the mat, Ray stomps away at the head and neck of DK. When DK tries to stand up he is caught with another forearm from Lopes which sends him right back down.

Kissens - The fans are split on who to root for.

Ray reaches down, grabbing Diamond Kid by his hair and lifting him up to his feet. DK tries to fight back, throwing a wide hook at Lopes but Ray ducks and grabs DK into a full nelson. He lifts him and slams him down to his shoulder and back region with a full nelson slam. DK holds his back wincing in pain and Lopes just stares down at DK. Lopes begins to casually walk around DK before grabbing him by his arm and jerking him up to his feet. He locks DK in a side headlock, wrenching away at his neck for a few seconds before Lopes runs across the ring and drives DK's face down to the mat with a bulldog.

Falcoon - DK hasn't gotten a single offensive move in.

Ray crawls over to DK and rolls him over. He lays on top of him as the referee slides in...1...2...kickout.

Burst - Almost had him there.

Lopes stands up and again brings DK with him. As soon as they stand, Diamond Kid gets his second wind and begins to throw various styles of striking upon Lopes. He backs Ray up against the ropes and really starts laying into his face with hard closed fist punches. The fans get behind DK as he turns the tables on Lopes, taking him down with a headlock takedown. Ray is able to easy roll up onto his side and get back up to his feet, he pushes DK off and into the ropes. When DK returns he ducks a clothesline attempt from Lopes and spins Ray around. Once he stops, DK kicks him in the gut and bends Ray over -- tucking his head between his legs and hooking both arms.

Burst - This could be over!

Ray is able to free his arms and grab the thighs of DK. He pulls DK down flat to his mat, but his legs are being held by Ray Lopes under each of his armpits. He rolls back and slingshots DK face first into the turnbuckle. When he staggers out Ray kicks DK in the stomach and grabs him into a front face lock right his right arm. With his free left hand he hooks DK's right leg and lifts him up onto to drive him head first into the mat with a cradle DDT.

Falcoon - The DLE!

Lopes covers DK...1...2..3!

Missy Janson - The winner of this match...Ray Lopes!

HOURS 3 - 5