The fans roar as Lopes has his arm raised high.

Falcoon - It's a damn shame he may be leaving the OWF.

Kissens - Sure is.

Falcoon - He will be missed.

Lopes doesn't exit the ring, instead he waits for DK to get back up to his feet. Once he does the two meet face to face in the middle of the ring.

Burst - Here comes round two.

Ray puts his right hand out in front of him, and DK glances down at it.

Kissens - It's a trap, don't do it!

DK slowly extends his right hand out and shakes the hand of Ray Lopes to the approval of the fans.

Falcoon - What sportsmanship!

We cut backstage where a brawl is taking place between Valtiel and his friend Adam. Both men are bloodied and the area located directly around them is mostly destroyed. Valtiel slams Adam into a concrete wall and follows it up by flinging a road case at him. Adam is able to dodge it and pick up a light fixture which he slams over the head of Valtiel.

Falcoon - What is this all about.

Valtiel hits the ground, Adam slowly approaches from the side and puts his mouth right by Valtiels ear.

Adam - It will be so easy. With you out of the picture I can slip right into your spot on the roster.

Adam grabs Valtiel by his hair and drags him to his feet. He pulls him along side of him as Adam pushes a door open, entering the boiler room. Instantly the two men start going at it on the steel stairs leading about ten feet down. Valtiel gets crushed by a thunderous right, but catches a follow up left from Adam. In retaliation Valtiel nails Adam with a elbow to the chest that sends him flying off the platform and he crashes down onto one of the many generators running the power in the building. It explodes upon his impact, but a back-up generator kicks right on. Sparks fly from the box and Adam shakes violently. Suddenly his body falls limp and he falls off the box to the floor.

Burst - Oh my...god.

Kissens - He's not...He couldn't be...

From the door, Moxie Roxie and Vacant enter the boiler room after a tip from a janitor. They find Valtiel climbing down to the body of Adam, he checks his pulse and stands up. He walks away, climbing back up to the platform where he is met by Moxie Roxie and Vacant.

Vacant - Everything alright?

Valtiel - I don't have time for this. I have a match and a funeral to get ready for.

Moxie Roxie - Whoa, just relax.

Valtiel - No, you relax. I'm sick of the drama between you two, honestly. I have much bigger and better things to do than be in the middle of your bullshit. I quit Team Moxie.

Moxie looks shocked as Valtiel brushes by her and exits.

Falcoon - I don't know what to say.

Kissens - Not much to say.

Dunn - It's true.

We cut backstage where we see Joe Cool speaking with his partner Jared Wave infront of the soda machines, with the referee within ear shot.

Joe Cool - I don't even want this thing.

Jared Wave - So ditch it. Listen man, I'm going to get warmed up. I'll see you out there.

Wave leaves and once he does Skotty Surph comes out of nowhere with a steel stop sign and slams it over the head of Joe Cool. He rears back again and slams the stop sign over his back. Joe Cool hits the ground and Skotty drags him up to his feet by his hair, only to toss him head first into the soda machines. Joe Cool hits the ground and Skotty climbs up the soda machines.

Falcoon - I think the new guy is trying to make an impression.

Surph leaps off, executing a flawless moonsault onto Joe Cool and the referee makes the count.

Burst - I doubt that was smart. He's gotta be hurt after that.

1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Skotty Surph has pinned Joe Cool to become the OWF PDA Champion!

Surph picks up the belt and begins to hobble away when his leg is taken out from under him with a leg sweep. T.J. Hansen shows up popping out from one of the locker rooms. He grabs Surph and drags him to his feet where the two begin to exchange right and left hands. Surph gains an advantage and backs T.J. up against the wall where he unleashes a fury of strikes on the newcomer.

Burst - Skotty really wants this PDA title.

T.J. finally ducks one of the shots and shoots at the legs of Surph, taking him down. He mounts Skotty and begins unleashing closed fists one after the other to his face. Skotty can't defend himself and eventually falls limp. The referee comes in and pulls T.J. off of Skotty Surph.

Missy Janson - T.J. Hansen has knocked Skotty Surph unconscious, becoming the OWF PDA Champion for a second time!

T.J. reaches down and grabs the PDA belt, only to start shaking violently before he hits the ground. Standing behind him is Gary Busey, holding a taser.

Burst - That's a frightening sight.

Gary Busey - This is my taser...

He drops down and covers T.J. and the referee counts...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Gary Busey has pinned T.J. Hansen and he is the OWF PDA Champion!

Busey grabs the PDA Title and runs offscreen.

The cameras cut back to a shot of the announcers booth.

Kissens - Gary Busey is our current PDA Champion

Falcoon - What a damn shame.

On the outside, Missy Janson is now standing and approaching the steel ring steps. She avoids the masses of weapons laying along the floor and she ascends the steps and walks onto the apron. She parts the ropes and steps inside. Immediately she walks to the center of the ring and begins to speak.

Missy Janson - The next scheduled match is a PDA PG-13 Match, and it is for the OWF Network Championship!

The fans cheer loudly in approval.

Missy Janson - Normal PDA Rules apply in this match, but the violence must be kept to a minimum. Any blood loss will end up in a disqualification, in which case the title can change hands.

Burst - What the hell happened to this place while I was gone?

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, the challenger....From Phoenix, Arizona...Alexis Cage!

A blistering chill floats through the crowd as the lights dim and a soft voice follows.

PA System - It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont.. Street.

Just then a hard drum slam comes across and the dimmed lights flicker once.

PA System - Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing.

Suddenly a bass drum comes into play pounding at each half second as each word of "Build God, Then We'll Talk" By Panic At The Disco leaks out over the crowd.

PA System - Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering..

The lights continue to strobe around the arena, fading out with each hit of the bass drum, they look for something as the fans rise to their feet.

PA System - The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde!

The fans scream as you see a figure emerge on the side of the OWF tron, it's kneeled down as the flashing and pulsing spotlights continue to search..

PA System - And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes....

The spotlight dies and everything is silent in the arena, all but the sounds of cheering fans. Seconds pass before the spotlight returns on the side of the OWFtron nearly 10 foot in the air to show Alexis Cage standing with her arms in the air.

...Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy!

Suddenly Alexis drops down from the OWF-tron letting her skirt float up over her hips on the way down. He lands on the stage and screams "YEAH!" while throwing a fist into the air. The fans get more excited by the second! The arena lights back up as the theme continues to play on her way down to the ring.

Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin
Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie
She's getting a job at the firm come Monday.
The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney
moonlighting aside, she really needs his money.
Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.

She slides into the ring face first then leaps to her feet then instantly runs to the top turnbuckle leaping straight to it.

And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin"
Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business"
as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before,
after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact.
There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash)
Between her and the badge
She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.

Along with the people inside
What a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy

The sound fades away as she hops down from the turnbuckle and prepares herself for her match.

Kissens - Alexis has a chance to get back to the top tier of the federation with a victory here.

Falcoon - It would be a huge comeback for her.

Burst - She still sucks, I bet.

Missy remains in the center of the ring and continues her announcements.

Missy Janson - And her opponent....He is the current OWF Network Champion, and with a victory here he will have three successful defenses which will earn him the right to re-name the championship. From Brantford, Ontario, Canada....Vacant!

Heavy piano chords slam out over the PA as "Bastard" by Ben Folds somberly ques in for the crowd. The curtains ripple as Vacant slips through, tugging down on the blaze orange ski mask covering his face, and begins the long stride down the ramp in the midst of a strong applause. He has the OWF Network Championship slung over his right shoulder. He scans the crowd briefly as he walks, before tearing his attention back to the ring and forcing himself to focus, climbing up the ring steps and taking a seat on the top turnbuckle bolt, elbows on his knees, waiting for the bell to sound and truly seal his fate.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Vacant runs at Alexis and catches her off guard with a clothesline that takes her down to the mat. He positions himself up against the ropes and bounces off them before Alexis can get up, so when she does he takes her down with a dropkick to the knee. Againt Alexis lays on the mat, and again Vacant backs off and awaits Alexis to get up. As she does, Vacant leaps up and wraps his legs around the head of Alexis and nails a spinning headscissors take down.

Falcoon - Vacant is picking her apart.

He charges against the ropes before Alexis is up, again, and he runs right at her. She stands and Vacant nails a cross body block on Alexis before rolling off of her. He stands behind her once again, waiting for her to get up one last time. Once she does he nails a front dropkick to her back which sends her onto her stomach on the mat. Vacant rushes the turnbuckle and hops up top. He leaps off, looking for a leg drop, but Alexis manages to roll out of the way in just a nick of time. Vacant crashes down to the mat, immediately holding his tailbone while he rolls around on the mat.

Burst - That is going to hurt for a few days.

Kissens - I can imagine.

Alexis grabs a hold of the ropes and pulls herself out of the ring under the bottom rope. Once there she grabs a few weapons, including a mop, a steel chair and a table, and slide them all into the ring. As she remains out the outside, she doesn't notice Vacant charging at her, at full speed, and slingshotting himself over the top rope. He nails a flipping senton to the outside right on top of Alexis before she can get into the ring. A bunch of fans in the front row are going nuts for Vacant who walks over and gives "The Splatter Zone" crowd their money's worth. When Vacant turns around he is clocked with a nightstick across the bridge of his nose by Alexs Cage. She drops the billy club and slides Vacant into the ring, immediately lifting him and placing him back first in the nearest turnbuckle. She then bends down, grabbing Vacant at his thighs and picking him up to a sitting position on the top rope.

Falcoon - High stakes here.

Alexis slowly climbs up but Vacant uses a sharp chop to the throat of Alexis, which sends her flat to her back in the corner of the ring. Vacant pulls himself up to the top rope, looking down at Alexis.

Burst - What's he gonna do?

Vacant frontflips off the top rope and over rotates, going for a 450 Splash. He overshoots, but his knees are driven right down into the stomach and abdomen of Alexis Cage.

Kissens - He mostly missed.

Falcoon - I think he got enough of Alexis with his knees.

Vacant hurts himself a bit while crawling to cover Alexis. The referee makes the count...1...2...kickout. Vacant pulls himself up, showing obvious signs of exhaustion while Alexis gasps for air on her back. Vacant picks himself up using the ropes and glares down at Alexis who is crawling her way over to the opposite set of ropes. He allows her to get up to her feet before he walks to meet her in the center of the ring. Once there Alexis looks for a wide right but Vacant ducks it and quickly picks Alexis up and slams her over his back with a back drop suplex -- which he immedately turns into a side headlock upon impact with the mat.

Burst - This kid ain't too shabby.

Falcoon - He's really improving.

He wrenches on the neck of Alexis Cage, trying to drain the life out of her while catching a quick breather for himself. Eventually Alexis comes to her senses and starts pushing herself up. She gets to her knees and throws an elbow into the sternum of Vacant which nearly breaks his grasp around her neck. She nails another back elbow right into the sternum of Vacant, which breaks the hold this time. While Vacant is trying to catch his breath, Alexis stands up from her knee and runs in the opposite direction of Vacant. She bounces off the ropes and runs at Vacant, attempting a cross body block of her own. Vacant is able to counter it by catching Alexis in mid-air and quickly flinging her over his head with a belly to belly suplex. Upon impact with the canvas, Alexis holds the points of impact on her back while Vacant twirls around and pulls himself up to his feet. He drags Alexis up to her feet, only to take her right back down with a drop toe hold which he bounces right up from. He twists each of his legs around Alexis' calves and puts his feet on her thighs. Vacant reaches forward, grabbing a hold of both of Alexis' arms and he rolls backwards. He locks Alexis Cage in a mexican surfboard which gives a great response from the crowd.

Kissens - Alexis has no where to go!

Falcoon - That's a hard move to counter.

Burst - I bet he learned it from the mexican.

Vacant yanks with all of his might, while Alexis remains trapped in the hold. She keeps shaking off the referee and Vacant eventually becomes frustrated and releases the hold. He stands up and lets Alexis begin to crawl to the ropes. Vacant's chest pounds in and out as he tries to catch his breath while Alexis seems to have no idea where she is until she grabs a hold of the middle rope. Vacant takes his time as he slowly walks in, waiting for Alexis to get up. She grabs a hold of the top rope and pulls herself to a standing position leaning heavily on the ropes. Taking his chance, Vacant runs at Alexis and grabs her by her thigh and neck and tosses her over the top rope with The Vacancy. Alexis crashes down to the floor in a huge heap while Vacant stands near the ropes watching. The referee, in keeping with the rules, begins to make the count.

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

Alexis begins moving, crawling away from the ring and to the ring barricade.

4... 5...

She pulls herself up with the help of the steel barricade.

6... 7... 8...

Alexis begins to fall, when suddenly Vacant steps to the outside apron and hops down to the concrete floor, breaking the count.

Falcoon - What's that all about?

Burst - Rookie mistake.

1... 2...

He grabs Alexis by the hair and rolls her into the ring. He follows in right behind her and pulls himself up. He stands waiting for Alexis, who is on all fours and actively pushing herself up to her feet. Once she gets there she throws a left hook that Vacant ducks. He twirls Alexis around and grabs her by the head with his back facing her in a Stunner position. He runs up the turnbuckle and backflips over, driving Alexis down to the mat back first.

Falcoon - Tickled Pink!

Kissens - That's Moxie's move!

He quickly lays on top of Alexis as the referee slides into place and makes the count...1...2...3!

Kissens - Vacant wins!

Missy Janson - The winner of this match and STILL OWF Network Champion...VAAAACANT!

Falcoon - That's three!

Burst - Who is he the son of again?

Kissens - Zack Perry.

Burst - Pftttt. He's already more successful than his father ever was.

Falcoon - Buuuurn.

Burst - The burns are back, baby.

Falcoon - ...What the hell is Alexis doing!

Kissens - She just grabbed the ring bell. Vacant is still in the ring groggy from the fight.

Cage is about to slam the ringbell into Vacant's head when out of the crowd Trent Steel slides into the ring and spears her! Vacant turns to look and gets into a defensive position. Trent picks up Alexis and slams her headfirst into the ring bell. Trent looks at Vacant. Both men are masked. Both men haven't faced each other since their unsanctioned battle a few weeks ago. Trent holds up his hands and slides out of the ring. Vacant looks down at Alexis and back at Trent Steel.

Falcoon - Why? Trent Steel helped out Vacant? What the hell?

Burst - Either hell has frozen over or he wanted to get an edge on Alexis for the Main Event tonight.

We cut backstage where Gary Busey is standing at the buffet table enjoying some macaroni salad with the PDA title over his shoulder and the referee nearby. From behind him, Exell walks up and starts preparing a plate.

Exell - Hey, how's that salad?

Gary Busey - It's good.

Exell - Hey, I think you got somethin on your shirt.

Gary looks down only to be picked up and powerslammed through the buffet table. The referee quickly drops into place and makes the count...1...2...3!

Kissens - What a dirty trick!

Missy Janson - Exell has pinned Gary Busey to become OWF PDA Champion.

Exell picks up the belt but when he stands he is cracked across the jaw with a lead pipe. The camera pans back to see Akira Kanemura as the man standing over Exell.

Akira Kanemura - Sucka it!

Burst - That's gimmick infringement!

Akira bends down and pins Exell and the referee begins the count...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Akira Kanemura has pinned Exell to become the OWF PDA Champion!

Akira grabs the belt and heads for the door. He gets outside only to be speared to the ground by Jared Wave.

Falcoon - Why does anybody want this title so bad?

Burst - It's a quality belt.

Wave continually pounds away on Akira before standing up and grabbing a steel chair inside the lunch room. He folds it up and rears it back, slamming it into the head of Akira time and time again. Finally he stops and drops to his knees. He makes the cover while the referee counts the pin...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Jared Wave has executed a pinfall on Akira Kanemura to become the OWF PDA Champion!

Wave stands up and grabs the PDA Title before running down the hallway.

We cut back to a view of the arena. The ring crew runs out at this point as a series of titanium cables are dropped from four points on the titanium X structure across the domed roof. Large plexiglass panels sitting on large steel carts are rolled down side of the ramp from backstage.

Burst - This is the one thing I came back for.

Falcoon - The Pool of Blood Match?

Burst - No, watching them set up for it.

The titanium cables are connected to each of the four corners at the base of the ring. A pulley system aligned inside of the titanium structure holding the cables tugs them to full tension.

Kissens - Why? That's boring.

Burst - Garth, please inform this moron...

Falcoon - He was being sarcastic, Jackie.

Kissens - Ohhhh. Good one, y'all.

The ring crew surrounds the ring and slowly the ring is hoisted up off the ground, revealing a titanium two foot thick platform which the ring is firmly sitting on. As the ring lifts, the fans remain silent in awe of the smooth motion of the ring being lifted.

Falcoon - Wow. That's...impressive.

Burst - Ten years ago we barely had working bathrooms.

Once the ring is at a height of about ten feet, the ring crew moves in and first begins to move back all the barriers and push the fans back to accomodate the size of the structure. The announcers booth has already been relocated and pushed back into the crowd. Once that is done, the remaining members of the crew wheel in the carts and quickly unload all of the plexiglass pieces into separate piles depending on placement. Immediately they jerk into action and begin to fasten the pieces of plexiglass into place.

Kissens - I wouldn't feel too safe standing under that ring right now.

The structure comes together rather quickly, forming a large square pool with a four foot wall enclosing the edges of each of the sides of the pool. Once fastened together, the last touches are done in securing the center of the pool before the carts are wheeled out and large septic tanks begin to make their way from the backstage area.

Falcoon - And this is why I wasn't looking forward to this match.

A few select members of the ring crew stay back as the first of three septic tankers line up and produce a hose into the pool. Immediately, a mixture of pig guts and blood rushes into the pool. The tanker pumps out it's entire contents, which is enough to fill the pool's base up completely. It moves back up the ramp and to the backstage area, while the second and third tankers pull up right next to each other.

Burst - I love that smell.

Kissens - You're a pig.

Burst - If I was a pig, I doubt I'd like the smell of pig guts.

The tankers begin to pump their contents into the pool, filling it up to about two feet deep. They pull off and exit to the backstage area to a huge applause. The ring is slowly lowered down right above the level of blood, and in response the fans all explode in anticipation of this match.

Falcoon - Well, let's head to Missy for her announcements.

Missy stands up next to the announcers with a microphone in her hand. She waits for the fans to settle down.

Missy Janson - It is time for the first of two Main Events for the Evening...and it is a Pool of Blood Match for the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Championships!

The fans are eager to cheer loudly again, but settle down just as quick to get on with the match.

Missy Janson - There will be eight teams in the match, all of them starting outside the Pool of Blood. For the first five minutes, it will be a free for all to get into the ring. At the five minute mark, the ring will slowly begin to ascend towards the roof. Any competitor who is not inside, or on the apron of the ring once it is out of reach will be eliminated from the match.

Missy pauses to catch her breath.

Missy Janson - It will stop movement when the base of the ring is at a height of ten feet over the ring. Once the ring is in movement, any eliminations must be secured by tossing your opponent over the top rope and into the Pool of Blood. The ring will move once more, to a height of fifteen feet at fifteen minutes into the match. Any single competitor can win the Tag Title for themselves and their partner by being the last competitor standing.

The fans cheer.

Missy Janson - Coming out first, at a combined weight of 544 pounds. From Detroit, Michigan and Louisville, Kentucky -- respectively, the team of Zakk Simmons and Valtiel!

Both men walk out from the entrance way and head right for the ramp. They mostly ignore each other, and completely ignore the fans which gives them a mostly hostile reception upon their walk down towards the pool. Valtiel arrives first, with Simmons jawing with a few fans before walking around the Pool of Blood with his partner and standing on the far side from the ramp.

Falcoon - I can't believe Valtiel is no longer with Team Moxie.

Kissens - Team Moxie is only Vacant and Moxie herself, now.

Burst - I think you forgot that Robin seems to be in some sort of good graces with Moxie.

Falcoon - Robin Sparks?

Burst - Yeah.

Kissens - I thought you didn't follow OWF.

Missy Janson - Coming out next, at a combined weight of 218 pounds...First, from Denver, Colorado...Robin Sparks!

Robin is pushed out from behind the curtains.

Missy Janson - ..And her partner, from Atlantic City, New Jersey...Alexis Cage!

Alexis Cage walks out behind her and Robin keeps a firm distance ahead of Alexis to avoid her. The two women make their way down the ramp at a rapid pace, choosing to go to opposite sides from one another as Robin splits off to the right side of the pool and Alexis to the left.

Falcoon - There is definitely a divide between those two.

Burst - Noooo! Really jackass?

Missy Janson - The next team to the ring, at a combined weight of 380 pounds. From Sakurai, Japan and Parma Heights, Ohio respectively...Akira Kanemura and Freedom Kid -- Team FuckAck!

The two men walk out together, in midconversation through mostly hand signals to bridge the language gap. They get a nice ovation from the crowd while slowly walking down the ramp at a very labored pace. AK and FK slowly walk around the right side of the pool, placing themselves right on the corner nearest to the ramp.

Kissens - These guys have had some time to train together, they may have an edge.

Falcoon - That along with being more agile than most.

Missy Janson - Following them, at a combined weight of 460 pounds...Coming to the ring first, from Miami, Florida...Filthy Rich!

Filthy Rich slowly walks out the entrance way with Greg Jackson right behind him.

Falcoon - This team has a lot of potential.

Burst - Every team has potential. It's more about the ability to execute, Falcoon.

Missy Janson - And rounding out the team, from Los Angeles, California...Greg Jackson!

Kissens - Greggy!

The two men don't even acknowledge each other as they walk side by side down the ramp to a very large applause. They look around to the fans and quickly make their way down to pool side, where they stray off to the left side and position themselves directly across from Robin Sparks who is on the other side of the ring.

Falcoon - Greg is in desperate need of a victory here tonight.

Missy Janson - On the way to the ring...from Parts Unknown, they are former OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions...Thug 1 and Thug 2, The Gangster's Disciples!

Both of the hulking men walk out from the back. The fans smatter them with boos as they walk down the ramp and yell back at every fan that yells at them.

Kissens - It looks weird not seeing them with the gold.

Burst - Who are these jokers?

Falcoon - We really have no idea. Their names really are Thug 1 and Thug 2.

Burst - Great gimmick planning.

The Thugs walk around the left side of the pool, staring down each opponent they pass. They walk to the far left corner and prop themselves up against the ring barrier there while waiting for the match to begin.

Falcoon - Pool side is getting rather crowded.

Missy Janson - Coming out next...

Missy is cut off, and the OWFTron flickers to life. A shot is shown from the locker area as the camera moves past Trent Steel's locker room. A voice is heard coming from within.

Voice - I'm telling you, nobody caught that Amensentis is Latin for Insane. Since nobody was smart enough to put that together, nobody was able to figure out who the Insane one is...

Trent Steel - I will admit it's gonna be a shocker for everyone who wasn't paying attention.

Voice - That's because I played this place like an axe from hell.

Trent Steel - Let's give em some more.

The camera shot looks to the left to see a group of security gaurds walking towards the cameraman. The cameraman backs up as one gaurd knocks on the door. Just as the door opens and we catch a glimpse of Trent Steel another guard turns off the camera. We cut back to ring side.

Kissens - Who is his partner?!?!

Burst - Those two are getting a visit from security!

Falcoon - I have no idea..Wait, Nick....what did you just say

Burst - Somebody just got a visit from security...

Falcoon - Oh no...

Kissens - What? Who is it?

Missy Janson - At a combined weight of 418 pounds, First, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania..."The Son of a Bitch" Trent Steel...

Trent walks out from the back with a smile on his face.

Missy Janson - And his partner...From Croswell, Michigan...James Caine!

James Caine walks out from the back. The fans boo him heavily as he makes his OWF return.

Burst - I knew it!

Steel and Caine slowly march down the ramp, occasionally sharing tidbits with one another. The two men walk around the right side of the pool, walking to the far corner and keeping themselves prepared for anything.

Falcoon - James Caine is back folks.

Kissens - Ohhh boy! He looks good!

Missy Janson - The next team, at the combined weight of 463 pounds...Hailing respectively from Jersey City and East Brunswick, New Jersey...Joe Cool and the OWF Public Display of Aggression Champion...Jared Wave!

The two men walk out and the fans cheer them loudly. They both walk to opposite sides of the ramp and slap the hands of a few fans as they make their way down to the Pool of Blood.

Kissens - These guys have been incredibly impressive lately.

Falcoon - They could take this match if people don't take them seriously.

The two men make their way down to the mouth of the ramp and wait there patiently.

Burst - I think people will take them seriously. It says here Cool beat Greg Jackson and Wave beat Trent Steel.

Kissens - That is correct.

Missy Janson - And finally, the last team...They are the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions...At a combined weight of 294 pounds, first from Anchorage, Alaska...Eclipse!

Eclipse slowly walks out from the back holding the OWF Blood Tag Team Championship in her hand.

Missy Janson - And her partner, from Blaise, California...Moxie Roxie!

With Eclipse far ahead of her, Moxie Roxie slowly walks out holding the OWF Tears Tag Team Championship. Once Eclipse gets down to the ramp, the mass of superstars begin to fight. The referee who is inside of the ring calls for the bell, and he remains there to call all the action.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Falcoon - Remember in five minutes the ring will begin to move and all competitors left outside of the ring are eliminated.

5:00

Once the bell rings, the timer starts and every member of each team makes a mad dash for the ring. They all hop into the Pool of Blood and become entangled with one another again, before all of them reach the ring. They all get inside and the mass of sixteen competitors instantly start to fight. Akira goes after Jared Wave, charging at him which leads to both men tumbling over the top into the pool of blood. Thug 1 and Thug 2 are double teaming Zakk Simmons while Alexis Cage is dodging Eclipse, and hiding behind Robin Sparks. Joe Cool begins to match up with Greg Jackson while Filthy Rich attacks Valtiel from behind. Steel heads towards Moxie while Freedom Kid and James Caine lock up. All of the people who are locked up eventually move around, with a few fights tumbling outside.

Falcoon - I can't even keep track of what is going on.

On the outside now Filthy Rich and Valtiel are going punch for punch in the pool of blood, with Rich able to dropkick Valtiel down into the mess.

Kissens - Look at the clock, only two minutes before the ring starts moving.

Another fight that spilled outside, between Zakk Simmons and Thug 2, has now moved to near the edge of the pool. They trade blows back and forth with neither man getting an advantage. In the ring, Eclipse got tired of chasing Alexis and is now looking for someone else to fight. Alexis heads towards Moxie who is able to duck her advances and allow Alexis to fall through the ropes and into the pool of blood. Joe Cool tosses Jackson over the top rope in a show of strength while Filthy Rich slides into the ring, followed by Valtiel. Akira and Wave also get themselves back into the ring to continue their fight.

Burst - Only fifteen seconds left.

The clock ticks down with a few competitors trying to get back to the ring. Alexis is able to get up onto the apron, but as she does Moxie shoves Robin Sparks into her and sends her falling back first into the pool of blood. Thug 2 attempts to get back to the ring but he is attacked by someone from the crowd who turns out to be Raven Talon.

Burst - He's here again?

He knocks Thug 2 down into the pool of blood, stopping his progression and leaves.

:00

The ring is slowly hoisted upwards at a pretty fast rate of speed. The competitors in the pool of blood are too far behind to get in as the ring moves up to it's destination of ten feet above the pool of blood. Once it does, flat screen panels from under the steel platform holding the ring fold out to show all the action to the fans who can't see.

Missy Janson - The competitors currently not in the ring -- Zakk Simmons, Thug 2, Alexis Cage and Greg Jackson, are all eliminated. Now eliminations only come in the form of over the top rope throws into the Pool of Blood.

Falcoon - That slimmed it out a bit.

Kissens - Good, it was getting difficult to breathe around here.

The ring stops moving and the clock is reset for its next change at fifteen minutes into the match, ten minutes from now.

10:00

Inside the ring now, Freedom Kid has gotten control over Caine -- holding him in a front face lock and keeping him grounded. Moxie is talking to Robin Sparks about something while Joe Cool turns around and begins to brawl with Valtiel. Meanwhile Wave and Akira are still trading blows with neither man getting an advantage. Eclipse has found a dueling partner in Thug 1 as the two square off once again. Filthy Rich approaches Moxie but Robin steps in his way first. He easily pushes her aside and he locks up with Moxie. Eclipse gets tired of manhandling Thug 1 and she walks over to Freedom Kid and Caine, knocking both men down with a double clothesline.

Falcoon - I guess Eclipse is bored with just one on one.

Thug 1 becomes enraged and charges Eclipse, but she bends down and back body drops the sprinting Thug 1 over the top rope and down into the Pool of Blood.

Kissens - Thug 1 is out!

Missy Janson - Thug 1 has been eliminated!

Moxie and Filthy Rich remain locked up as Robin walks back into the picture. Eclipse is staring over the top rope looking down at Thug 1 who is unconscious. Robin sneaks up behind her and dumps Eclipse over the top rope and down into the Pool of Blood right next to Thug 1.

Falcoon - She's gotten the best of Eclipse twice now!

Burst - I wouldn't want to be in her shoes.

Missy Janson - Eclipse has been eliminated!

With only ten competitors left in the match at this point, there is more room to move around. Akira Kanemura and Freedom Kid meet up but are disrupted by Jared Wave. Akira and Freedom Kid immediately begin to lay a beating to Wave and then make and attempt at throwing him over. Once they try, Joe Cool comes over and nails a forearm club to the shoulderblades of Freedom Kid and a big boot to Akira before pulling his partner back into the ring.

Falcoon - It's all about teamwork.

Once Cool gets Wave back into the ring he is attacked by Trent Steel, while Caine goes after Jared Wave with a series of kicks to the head while he lays on the mat. Moxie is again dealing with Filthy Rich while Valtiel is stalking Robin Sparks around the ring. Akira slowly gets up to his feet and helps Freedom Kid get up to his as well with both men going right after the combination of Joe Cool and Trent Steel who were battling nearby. Akira goes after Cool while Freedom Kid goes after Steel. Valtiel gets his hands on Robin and he easily tosses her over the top rope -- but somehow she manages to land on the apron on the outside.

Falcoon - I thought she was gone.

Valtiel sees her and runs against the ropes, knocking her off the apron and down into the pool of blood.

Burst - You thought right.

Missy Janson - Robin Sparks has been eliminated!

Caine now has Jared Wave up and is looking to dump him over the top rope, meanwhile Steel has a heavy advantage over Freedom Kid on the same side of the ring. Joe Cool is unable to help his partner as Akira lays into him with thunderous shin kicks. Moxie fends off Filthy Rich and runs over to Caine, helping to lift Wave over the top rope. He crashes down to the apron and then falls ten feet down into the pool of blood.

Kissens - Another gone.

Missy Janson - Jared Wave has been eliminated!

Steel picks up Freedom Kid and nails a spinebuster on him in the middle of the ring. With Cool finally able to break free of Akira -- he charges at Steel and tackles him down to the ground. Moxie steps away from Caine after eliminating Wave and Valtiel runs in and attacks Caine from behind. Akira slowly begins pushing himself up and uses the ropes to help. Once there Cool notices him out of the corner of his eye. Joe runs at Akira, but he falls to the mat and tugs the top rope down. Joe Cool's own momentum sends him flying over the top rope and down into the pool of blood.

Burst - Smart move by the chink.

Kissens - He's japanese.

Burst - Whatever!

Missy Janson - Joe Cool has been eliminated!

Falcoon - And we're only ten seconds away from the ring making its final move up to fifteen feet.

All the competitors take notice of the clock and take it as a chance to catch a breath while the clock ticks down to zero.

:00

The ring slowly jerks into motion, moving another five feet higher to fifteen feet above the Pool of Blood.

Kissens - That's the final move of the night.

Valtiel and Caine are still trading blows before James Caine gets control over Valtiel. He irish whips him into the ropes only to try to spear him through the ropes. Valtiel doesn't budge but Steel rushes over and takes Valtiel down with a flying leg lariat that staggers him backwards. Caine and Steel grab each others arms and double clothesline Valtiel over the top rope and down into the pool of blood.

Burst - Did you see that splash? I give it a ten!

Missy Janson - Valtiel has been eliminated!

Falcoon - Down to only six left now.

Akira and Freedom Kid walk over to Steel and Caine and attack them from behind. Meanwhile Filthy Rich has gained control over Moxie and has her locked in an arm bar. Caine fights off Akira with ease, while Steel has a harder time deflecting Freedom Kid's strikes. James Caine is able to nail a back spinning punch that knocks Akira to the mat, he then attacks Freedom Kid from behind with both men knocking him to the mat and stomping on him every time he tries to get up. Moxie is now out of the arm bar and is standing toe to toe with Filthy Rich. She dodges a grapple attempt and rolls across the ring.

Kissens - Steel and Caine along with Freedom Kid and Akira are the two last actual teams in this shindig.

Akira stands up and attacks Caine from behind, but Steel lifts Freedom Kid up and presses him against the ropes. He nails a few hard strikes while Caine gets the best of Akira once again as he takes him down with a lifting knee. Moxie is now avoiding Filthy Rich and picking her spots to attack as he pursues her. Steel grabs the leg of Freedom Kid and dumps him over the top rope, but Freedom Kid holds on by the bottom rope. He dangles over the Pool of Blood and begins pulling himself up and crawls back into the ring.

Falcoon - That was a close call.

Filthy Rich has gotten fed up with Moxie and turns his attention to Freedom Kid who stands up near the ropes. Filthy Rich charges and dumps Freedom Kid over the top rope and down into the Pool of Blood.

Burst - Didn't matter anyways.

Missy Janson - Freedom Kid has been eliminated!

With Filthy Rich looking down at Freedom Kid, Moxie Roxie sneaks up behind him and grabs a hold of his tights. She dumps him over the top rope and into the pool of blood below.

Falcoon - There's another gone!

Missy Janson - Filthy Rich has been eliminated!

As Moxie turns around she sees James Caine running at her.

Falcoon - Oh no.

Moxie ducks down and pulls the rope with her, but Caine hops over it and lands on the apron. He quickly gets back into the ring and pushes Moxie across the canvas. Steel has Akira grounded on the mat, not letting him get up at all.

Burst - This team is working well together.

Falcoon - They have the best chance to win, obviously.

Caine tosses Moxie back first into the turnbuckle and starts trying to toss her from the ring. Moxie holds on for dear life while Caine gives it everything he's got to eliminate Moxie. The fans start to chant for Moxie very loudly, which seems to get her pumped. She keeps her legs grapevined around the ropes and her hands grasping the top ropes. Steel now has Akira back up to his feet and Trent attempts a wide clothesline that Akira ducks. He counters with a sharp boot to the gut of Steel when he turns around. Akira notices Caine in the corner and heads for revenge. He grabs a hold of Caine and begins to toss him over the top rope.

Kissens - I can't believe Akira is still here.

Burst - The gook has fight in him!

Falcoon - Nick!

Moxie then gets in on it and the fans go wild as both Akira and Moxie dispose of Caine over the top rope and into the Pool of Blood below.

Missy Janson - James Caine has been eliminated!

As Moxie turns around she is leveled by a Trent Steel clothesline, when Akira looks to respond he is decked by a hard right elbow that sends him down to the mat. Steel stands over both competitors before bending down and lifting Akira up to his feet by his hair. He holds on tight and runs towards the ropes, tossing Akira over them. Luckily, Akira catches himself and lands on the apron. He stands up and springboards up to the top rope and leaps off, nailing a leaping lariat that lays out Trent Steel. Akira is stunned and Steel is hurt, but Moxie is slowly getting up to her feet.

Falcoon - The tag champs still have a chance at retaining.

She stands up and begins catching her breath while resting on the ropes. Akira is the next to begin moving as he rolls away from Steel and up to his hands and knees. Steel begins to push himself up as well. The fans are going nuts for the action as Akira stands up and Steel pushes himself up to his knees. Once there Akira approaches and whips him across his chest with a stunning shin kick that keeps Trent on his knees. Akira rears back again and nails an even harder kick across the chest of Steel.

Burst - Those are vicious.

Akira attempts a third kick, but Steel grabs his leg as he makes contact. Steel stands up, holding the right foot of Akira as he hops up and down on his left foot. Akira tries swinging with his arms at Steel, but he is out of range. In an act of desperation Akira kicks up his left leg and plants it right into the chest of Steel. It stumbles him backwards towards the ropes Moxie is resting on. She responds by pulling down on the top rope with all of her might. When Steel hits the ropes he flips over backwards and tumbles down into the Pool of Blood.

Kissens - Down to the last two!

Falcoon - This is incredible!

Missy Janson - Trent Steel has been eliminated!

Akira stands up and looks at Moxie who pushes herself off the ropes. The two look at each other before locking up. Akira trips up Moxie and knocks her flat to her back. Moxie kip ups to her feet and sweeps Kanemura's legs out from under him. She mounts him and begins to punch away directly at his face, but Akira is able to push her off and gets back up to his feet. Moxie stands up as well but she is attacked by a rushing Akira who pushes her up against the ropes and dumps her over the top rope. Moxie hangs on and sits on the apron before pulling herself up to a standing position facing the ring.

Burst - Close call.

She springboards over the top rope and into the ring, nailing a missle dropkick on Akira which sends him flying across the ring. Moxie slowly pushes herself up while Akira grabs a hold of the ropes and continues to drag himself up to his feet. Once Akira gets up to his feet, Moxie approaches from behind and tries to dump him over the top rope this time. Akira hooks the middle rope with his right leg, while he has a firm grip with both hands on the top rope. Moxie is unable to budge him so instead she steps back and swings a hard shin kick to the ribs of Akira as he hangs on the ropes. He doesn't let go, so she unleashes another kick up to his ribs which makes him drop down to his back in the ring.

Falcoon - Moxie is on a mission.

Kissens - She's determined, that's for sure.

Moxie bends down and lifts Akira up, looking to toss him over the top rope again but he catches the top rope and lands on the outside apron. He lays flat on it and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope while Moxie has her hands up in celebration and her back turned. Akira pushes himself up and runs up behind her, tossing Moxie over the top rope into the Pool of Blood below.

Burst - He did it. The jap did it!

Missy Janson - Moxie Roxie has been eliminated...Therefore this years winners of the Pool of Blood Match, and the NEW OWF BLOOD, SWEAT & TEARS TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...AKIRA KANEMURA AND FREEDOM KID!

Falcoon - What a great match with an even better finish!

Burst - I dare to say the last fifteen minutes of that match was worth the price of admission alone.

The ring slowly starts to lower, with Akira celebrating inside. The ring crew comes out with the septic tanks filing out as well, ready to empty out the pool so it can be disassembled. The monitors under the ring fold back up under it, as it stops at ten feet above the pool. A hose is put into the pool and it slowly begins to suck out the pig guts and blood.

Kissens - Now here comes the fun part for the crew, y'all.

Burst - Drainage time!

The cameras cut backstage where we see the PDA Champion Jared Wave walking around after the Pool of Blood match. The referee follows closely behind him when he is suddenly hit from behind with a kendro stick. The man behind the assault turns out to be James Caine, who continues to pummel on Wave withe the kendo stick as he lays helpless on the ground. Quickly after Caine attacks Wave, Joe Cool comes back into the picture and he takes Caine down with a flying knee strike.

Kissens - Cool is here to help his partner.

Joe continues to beat on Caine while he's on the ground when Greg Jackson comes on screen and decks Cool with a beer cooler. Joe falls to the ground holding the back of his head which allows Caine to get up. Wave is crawling towards his PDA Championship when Caine drops a leg drop across the back of his head onto the concrete. He rolls Wave over and covers him while the referee counts...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - James Caine has pinned Jared Wave, therefore he is the OWF PDA Champion!

Caine grabs the title and stares at it. Meanwhile, Cool has gotten the upper hand over Greg Jackson and has moved on towards Caine. James tries to run away but Cool eventually catches up with him and tackles him to the ground. The referee catches up with both men.

Burst - Not fast enough to get away.

Kissens - It's all about survival.

Joe starts pounding Caine's head into the concrete floor before standing up and tossing a section of road cases down onto his back. Caine yells and pulls himself free, looking up at Cool who picks James up and tosses him back first against the wall -- following it up with a big boot to the face that crushes Caine's head against the wall. Cool quickly pulls Caine down to the floor and covers him as the referee gets into position...1...2...3!

Missy Janson - Joe Cool has pinned James Caine, making him the OWF PDA Champion!

Burst - He's now a two time PDA Champ.

Falcoon - Quite a feat.

Kissens - Not bad for his first taste of gold, y'all.

Out of nowhere as Cool stands up he is blindsided by a superkick from Greg Jackson. Greg drops down and covers Joe while the referee drops with him and makes the count...1...2...3!

Kissens - YES! Greggy!

Missy Janson - Greg Jackson has pinned Joe Cool, therefore he is the OWF PDA Champion!

Greg picks up the belt and hightails it out of the hallway. He ducks into the womens bathroom, hoping to find some safety. Just then, Greg hears an all too familiar voice.

Voice - Do you have...doughnuts?

Greg turns around and sees what all the fans already know.

Burst - This place has gone to shit for sure now.

Meca Blight stands in front of Jackson and the fans in the Outsider Dome go nuts. Jackson shrugs and with one strike Meca takes him down to the ground. The referee comes into the bathroom, seeing Meca on top of Greg and the referee counts...1...2...3!

Kissens - Meca just beat Greg! What a crock!

Missy Janson - Meca Blight has executed a pinfall on Greg Jackson, making him the OWF PDA Champion!

Meca Blight - No doughnuts. No title.

Meca picks up the PDA Title and exits the bathroom. Upon his exit he is immediatly kicked right in the stomach and lifted up by his head. He is driven down onto the concrete with an Implant DDT.

Falcoon - Who is that?!

He rolls Meca over and the referee makes the count...1...2...3! The man stands up, grabbing the belt and exposing who he is to the world..

Kissens - It's X-Terminator!

Burst - Ugh X-T.

Missy Janson - X-Terminator scored a pinfall over Meca Blight, making him the OWF PDA Champion!

X-Terminator stands up and runs off the screen.

Falcoon - I can't believe X-Terminator is here!

We cut backstage where we see Garrett Greene standing with the OWF World Champion Jesse Williams, who has the World Title hung over his right shoulder. The fans explode loudly to see him and Garrett immediately cuts into the questions.

Garrett Greene - I am here with the OWF World Champion, Jesse Williams. Jesse, how do you feel being just minutes away from one of the biggest matches in your career?

Jesse Williams - Well Garrett, you're right. This is one of the biggest matches I will ever face and there is no bigger stage than Blood Bath to have this kind of match I feel great, I know I'm ready to go out there and lay it all on the line no matter the price I pay physically, or mentally.

Garrett Greene - Well, now that you mention your mental state, what do you have to say to those people who feel you have let yourself get too wrapped up in your personal life to focus on what's waiting for you in that ring tonight?

Jesse grimaces.

Jesse Williams - I say those people don't have a fucking clue about me, Garrett. I've wrestled through deaths, through horrible family tragedies and I always came out for the better. Now just because I find myself in some moral dilemma I'm suddenly going to be off my game? Please. I'm more focused than ever and Chris Green is going to be a perfect example to display my focus on.

Garrett Greene - As noted by Green, the TLC Match used you be a speciality of yours. Now with your style changing to a more power and technical based attack, how comfortable do you feel-

Jesse Williams - Yeah, that is something I wanted to address. Pull in this camera right on my face, I want to be sure people are sure of what I am saying.

Jesse clears his throat and glares directly into the camera as it zooms in.

Jesse Williams - I am Jesse Williams. I am a ten year veteran. I am the same mother fucker who went by Juvi in 1998, donning a mask to hide my identity. Just because I've been tossing people around like they are nothing doesn't mean I have changed my style. I have decided to reserve my most drastic of actions in only the most desperate of times. Don't be fooled boys, because it will end up being your downfall.

The camera pulls out to expose Chris Green standing right behind Jesse. The fans cheer as he taps Williams on the shoulder and exposes a wide smile.

Chris Green - Hey Dubz.

Jesse Williams - What's up Greener?

Chris Green - Not much.

Jesse Williams - True. True.

The fans laugh at the old school joke between the two.

Chris Green - I just came by to wish you luck, since you won't be seeing that belt again after tonight.

Jesse Williams - That may be the case, but don't get too cocky. The bell hasn't even rung yet.

Chris Green - Don't worry, I'm not cocky...

Green turns and heads towards the entrance way for his imminent introduction. While walking away, he chimes in one last time over his right shoulder.

Chris Green - ...I'm confident.

The feed cuts to the ring which has been cleaned and the ring barriers placed back to their normal positions. Missy Janson stands in the direct center of the ring with a microphone in hand.

Falcoon - Strong words from Green.

Burst - We'll see if he can back them up right here.

Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the Second Main Event, and it is the final match of the evening.

A large, deep growl comes from the OWF faithful as they stand up to their feet from their seats. The growl slowly turns into a low roar of approval as Missy continues her announcements, standing firm in the center of the ring.

Missy Janson - It is a Tables, Ladders and Chairs Match and It is for the OWF World Heavyweight Championship!

The low roar now explodes into a gigantic rumble which shakes the arena to it's foundation.

Falcoon - I can't hear a damn thing!

Burst - Falcoon, I think I burst an eardrum.

Kissens - Yes, he is Falcoon. You are Burst.

Falcoon - Starburst? Where?

Missy Janson - Around the ring, as you can see...

The cameras pan around ring side, which is cluttered with dozens of tables, ladders and chairs.

Missy Janson - Tables, Ladders and Chairs are made readily available for use during the match. The OWF World Title will be hung from the titanium "X" structure across the roof, to a height of twenty feet above the ring. The first competitor to retrieve the belt will win the match.

The fans are buzzing out loud while Missy takes in their cheers.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first...The challenger. Hailing from Huntington, New York...He is a former Two Time OWF World Heavyweight Champion...Chris Green!

"Believe" by The Bravery hits as Chris Green walks out through the curtains to a very mixed reaction. He ignores the fans and doesn't even pause at the top of the ramp. Instead he continues on his slow walking pace down the ramp with his eyes focused on the mat. His usually arrogant smile has been replaced by a stern look of indifference. Green slides under the bottom rope and into the ring, pushing himself up and retreating into his corner on the opposite side of the ring. His music fades out with his eyes locked on the entrance way waiting for his opponent.

Falcoon - This is it right here.

Burst - Even though I hate them both, this is a monumental match.

Missy Janson - And his opponent, he is the current OWF World Heavyweight Champion...From Las Vegas, Nevada...Jesse Williams!

PA System - NOW YOU'RE DOING THE WALTZ WITH YOUR MURDERER!

As the music dies down a bit, we see Jesse Williams walk out from the back holding the OWF World Championship over his shoulder. The lights come back up to a normal setting. He holds a bottle of water in his hand as he slowly struts down the ramp. He takes his time walking towards the ring, making sure to take in all his surroundings. He gets to the bottom of the ramp and stops as the music starts to kick back in.

Walk around the room with a glaze in your stare.
In your tuxedo suit.
I will give it a name.
Lower your defenses.
Lower your casket.
Open the door and open your grave.

YEAH!

He slides into the ring, immediately holding his arms up as the repeated pounding of the drums resonates in the minds of all the fans watching him. He walks to the side of the ring closest to the cameras. He places his left foot on the middle rope, and his right foot on the top rope as he takes a sip of his water. He holds his arm up as he spits the water into the air as the vocals kick back in.

Mediocrity is the killer.

You find yourself helpless.
Christ is not a fashoin, fleeting away.

Strobe lights flicker all over the arena as Jesse climbs back down off the ropes and gets into his corner. He begins stretching, using the ropes and getting himself prepared.

He laid emeralds in her eyes,
But I'd already tied a bracelt made of gold,
and a scarlet thread around her wrist.
Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs.
Oh how seldom we belong, but how elegant our kiss.

And we painted crooked lines,
But danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,
We know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour into a grief we've known before
But never quite like this.
Never quite like this.

All I know now is regret,
It follows like a silhouette along the cobblestone behind us,
But has nothing to say except to innocently ask,
In a voice delicate as glass,
Do you see me when we pass?
But I continue on my way.

The music dies down and Williams stands up straight, awaiting the beginning of the match. He hands the World Title to the referee who grabs the cable and hooks the title up to it. It slowly rises up to a height of twenty feet above the ring. The referee calls for the bell.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

The fans roar as Chris Green and Jesse Williams stare up at the belt, then begin to circle each other. Each man eyes the other up.

Falcoon - These two know each other so well. They know what to expect and when to anticipate it happening.

They lock up in the center of the ring with Green getting an advantage and twirling around to the back of Williams and grabbing him in a reverse waist lock. Williams tries to break Green's grasp, but instead he tosses a right elbow backwards and catches Green flush across the cheek. He maintains his grip, so Jesse attempts another back right elbow but Green sees it ahead of time and ducks, tackling Jesse down to the mat as he spins around. Green quickly mounts Jesse and throws a few hard right jabs to the bridge of his nose. Williams is somehow able to strike Chris on his jaw and flip him over onto his back in the guard of Green. Williams rains down on the face and head of Green with forearms, elbows and fists -- just about anything he can muster up. Jesse pushes himself up, standing over Green who rolls over onto his side and quickly drags himself to his feet. He runs at Jesse and misses a double arm clothesline and in return Jesse drops to the mat and hooks up Green's legs, taking him down with a drop toe hold. Green smashes his face on the mat while Jesse locks Green in an ankle lock.

Kissens - Good strategy. Hard to climb with only one leg.

Burst - That's for damn sure.

Falcoon - Remember, rope breaks do not count and neither do submissions.

Green yells in pain, digging his fingers into the mat. He then flips over putting both of his feet directly on the chest of Jesse and pushing him backwards into the center of the ring. This gives Green a chance to get up while Jesse heads back to Chris from across the ring. The two men meet and Jesse throws a right forearm strike that is blocked by Green, who returns fire with a european uppercut that catches Jesse right under the jaw. Williams staggers back, but once he regains his senses he steps forward. Green kicks up his foot, but Jesse side steps it and takes Green down with such a powerful clothesline that Jesse is sent down to the mat as well. Jesse pulls himself right up and he watches as Green rolls out under the bottom rope and to his feet on the outside of the ring. While he is out there he reaches towards the ground and picks up a stack of three unopened tables. He places them on the canvas and slide them into the ring. Green reaches down again and Jesse bounces off the set of ropes opposite of Green. Green stands, holding up a steel chair but when he stands up he is met by a vaulting Jesse Williams who leaps over the top rope from inside without touching it, twists in mid-air, and comes crashing down on Green's shoulder and head with a suicide corkscrew shooting star press. The fans are going absolutely insane with both men down on the outside.

Kissens - Did you see that?

Falcoon - Uh, yeah, we're supposed to!

Burst - I didn't think the mexican still had it in him to pull off stuff like that.

Jesse holds his midsection while Green holds his head and neck area. Williams rolls over onto his hands and knees and finds himself staring at a steel chair. He picks it up and slides it into the ring before grabbing a hold of the apron skirt and pulling himself up to the canvas. Williams rolls inside, pulling himself up to his feet with little difficulties. He picks up one of the three tables and props it up in one of the corners. Meanwhile on the outside, Green has picked up his own steel chair and has slid into the rin unbeknownst to Williams. When Jesse turns around he is decked by a horrdendous chair shot that sends him flat to his back and dents the seat of the steel chair nearly in half. Green falls down to one knee, wincing in pain and trying to recover while Jesse holds his forehead with both hands and continuously checks for blood -- which there is none.

Burst - If it's one thing Green is good at besides backstabbing, it's chair shots.

Green slowly picks himself up to his feet and discards the dented chair to the outside of the ring. He picks Jesse up and irish whips him into the corner opposite of the table Jesse propped up in the turnbuckle. Jesse lands back first with Green rushing in and nailing a splash in the corner. After that, Green nails a few hard shots to the ribs of Jesse before grabbing his arm. He irish whips Jesse towards the table and Jesse crashes into it back first, but it doesn't break. He remains leaning against it and Green charges at him. At the last second Jesse moves and Green looks as if he is going to crash into the table. Luckily he is able to stop before crashing into it. In the opposite corner, Jesse stands and waits for Green to turn around. Once he does he runs towards him at full speed. Green sees Jesse and bends over, looking for a back body drop but Williams rolls over the back of Green and lands behind Green and right in front of the table. Immediately Jesse hooks Green in a half nelson. He grabs Green by the front of his tights and he tosses Green over head and through the table with a Half-Nelson Suplex. A chant of "O-W-F! O-W-F!" breaks out amidst the rabid cheering from the crowd.

Falcoon - Green may be broken IN HALF!!!

Kissens - What power shown by Jesse!

The fans are still going wild as Jesse rolls away from Green and the mess of broken pieces of table he is wrapped in. Jesse sits up against the ropes and attempts to catch his breath while staring right at Green who is just starting to move from the pile of broken wood. Williams falls down to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope. He stands on the outside, grabbing one of the ladders and sliding it into the ring.

Burst - Two tables, a ladder and a chair. Not bad.

Williams slides right back in, while Green has a hold of the middle rope and is using it to tug himself up to his feet. Jesse reaches down and sets up the ladder near one of the corners, but he notice Green standing up almost on his own power and he leaves it there. Jesse approaches Green and when he turns around Jesse nails him with a stiff left jab. Green retaliates and hits Jesse with a right forearm which catches Jesse off guard. Green takes this opportunity and he bails out of the ring. He grabs a ladder of his own and slides into the ring. Jesse turns around and as soon as he does Green tosses the ladder at Williams and connects right with his face which sends Jesse down to the mat.

Kissens - That didn't look nice.

Green reaches down, lifting Jesse up to his feet and knocking him right back down with a hard right hand. Green then reaches down, grabbing the ladder he brought in and walking towards the other ladder. He lays the top rung of his ladder across one oft he rungs of the standing ladder and lays the legs of his ladder on the top turnbuckle.

Falcoon - What's he got planned?

Green then turns back to Jesse, grabbing him by his hair and dragging him to the outside apron. Once there he forces Jesse up the corner that has the ladders set up in it. Once they get up top Green fires away at Jesse with a few quick shots which dazes him. The two men begin to battle out on the ladder that is bridges from the standing ladder and the top turnbuckle. The fans all jump up to their feet as Green knees Jesse in the stomach and tucks Williams' head between Green's legs. Chris wraps his arms around the waist of Jesse and Green lifts Williams vertically up. In a matter of seconds Green sits out and executes a piledriver on the ladder which snaps it into two pieces and sends both men crashing down to the mat.

Burst - They just broke a ladder!

Williams lays motionless while Green is on his stomach holding his lower back in a lot of pain. The fans are getting more and more riled up as time goes by. Jesse awakens and holds his head in a lot of pain, while Green is crawling towards the ropes on all fours. Different sections of fans in the crowd break out into rivaled chants of "Let's go Jesse! Let's go Greener!". Chris Green grabs a hold of the middle rope and yanks himself up -- hanging his right arm over the second rope at his armpit to keep balance. He stares at Jesse who is up to both knees with his back to Green. Chris then glances across the ring at the steel chair Jesse brought in and the tables Green himself brought in. He grabs the top rope with both of his hands and pulls himself up to his feet. Green hobbles towards the chair, reaching down as he approaches it and picking it up. He then walks over to the stack of two remaining tables, placing the chair down and extending the legs of the top table. He flips it over onto it's legs and again reaches down, grabbing the chair up into his hands. Meanwhile Jesse is now on his feet with his back to Green.

Falcoon - This isn't looking good for Jesse.

Green runs at Jesse who turns around and ducks a chair shot. He is able to knock the chair from Green's hand with a swift kick to the midsection. Williams attempts another toe kick, but Green catches his leg. He wastes no time as he spins Jesse around and grabs his head looking for the Fall From Grace but Jesse pushes Green off of him and charging into the ropes.

Kissens - That could have been the end right there.

Burst - Jesse is too much of a veteran to let that happen.

Green bounces back and avoids a clothesline attempt by Jesse and he swings around behind him, grabbing him in a reverse waist lock. Chris wastes no time as he tosses Jesse over his head with a release german suplex that sends Jesse crashing through the table Green just set up. Jesse holds his head in a lot of pain while Green shakes off the longering hurt he feels in his body. The fans are livid, with them mostly sticking to rooting for one competitor.

Falcoon - Jesse couldn't avoid that.

Green rolls over onto his side and glances up at the title. He begins crawling over towards the ladder that is set up in the corner, pulling himself up using the rungs and discards the broken ladder that lays inside of it as he stands. Chris grabs a hold of the ladder and drags it to the center of the ring, placing it under the World Title. He glances down at Jesse who is on all fours, unaware of Green attempting to climb the ladder, and Chris proceeds to climb.

Kissens - He's going for that belt.

Falcoon - Williams better get up quick.

Chris slowly climbs up the ladder, but Jesse eventually pulls himself up using the ropes. He sees Green about halfway up the ladder and immediately Jesse walks around the ladder and begins climbing the otherside.

Burst - He's double-timing it.

Falcoon - He has to catch up to Green.

Jesse and Chris both reach the top of the ladder at the same time. Once they notice each others presence, Green throws a hard right hand that connects with the temple of Williams. Although dazed, Jesse manages to fire a short left elbow into the gut of Green as he reaches up for the belt and exposes his ribcage. Chris steps back down, ending his reach for the belt as Jesse uses his left hand as he grabs a handful of Green's hair. He brings a hard right to the bridge of his nose which bends him over the top of the ladder. Jesse takes one step up, to the second rung from the top.

Falcoon - Why isn't he grabbing the belt?

Williams somersaults over Green, grabbing him by his thighs and executing a textbook sunset flip over the top of the ladder. Somehow, Green is able to hold on to the top of the ladder so Jesse's sunset flip powerbomb can't be executed. Green holds on for dear life at the top of the ladder, still stuck in the powerbomb position, while Williams tries to tug him down with all his might.

Kissens - Now it's just a struggle of who wants it more.

Burst - Or who is strongest...Dumbass.

Finally Green lets go, but he swings backwards as Williams tries to throw him down with a powerbomb. Chris is able to swing down and through the legs of Williams with Green's legs still wrapped around the head and neck of Williams. He reverses the powerbomb as he flings Jesse over with a hurricanrana while Green crashes down to his knees on the mat, only pull himself up with the help of the ladder and lean on the rungs for balance face first. Williams is flung forward towards the ropes in a front flip from the hurricanrana, but somehow as he flips he plants both of his palms onto the canvas and pushes his body straight into the air in a headstand position while his back bounces off the ropes. Using the momentum from the bounce off the ropes, Jesse reverses the track of motion he just went through -- pushing himself out of the headstand position and down onto his feet. At about this time, Green turns around and barely has time to catch a glimpse of Jesse as he springboards off the mat and spins around, decking an unexpecting Chris Green with a HUGE rebound lariat.

Falcoon - What the hell!

Kissens - What a series of exchanges that was.

Falcoon - I'd say.

Burst - Not bad.

Jesse and Chris are both down on the mat, Williams being face down and Green rolled onto his side gasping for air after having the wind knocked out of him. With both men down the referee starts clearing the ring of debris, first he kicks the broken table pieces for both tables out under the bottom rope and to the floor.

Burst - See, that's a referee who earns his pay.

He gets rid of the broken ladder that was snapped in half earlier by tossing it through the ropes to the outside as well. Williams begins pushing himself up in a push-up position, while Green is still on his side reaching for the rungs of the nearby ladder. The fans are either on their feet or standing on their seats to watch this match, as they begin stomping the concrete floor in approval. The entire arena rumbles as the fans get more and more riled up. Jesse gets himself up to his knees while Green rolls to the outside of the ring. Once there, Green grabs a steel chair and slides back under the ropes and into the ring. He pulls himself up slowly, looking down at Jesse as he pulls himself up to his feet. Chris swings the chair at Jesse as he turns, but Williams throws a toe kick that connects with the gut of Green. He drops the chair, which Jesse promptly picks up. He quickly tosses the chair softly to Green, who stands up straight and catches the chair -- as he does so, Williams flings his right leg up attempting a superkick into the chair. Chris Green is able to sidestep Jesse's foot and as he does he swings the chair furiously, connecting right across the brow of Jesse Williams who falls to the mat.

Falcoon - Listen to that echo.

Kissens - Imagine what it sounds like in his head.

From his own momentum Green is thrown to the canvas as well. The camera focuses in on Jesse who is busted wide open across his forehead.

Burst - That's lovely.

Falcoon - That's going to take some stitches to close up.

Green slides the dented chair out of the ring and tries catching his breath. Williams keeps trying to smear the blood out of his eyes while he rolls to the outside apron and out to the outside on his feet, pressing both elbows on the canvas for support. Green notices Jesse's position and he quickly pushes himself up, gaining his second wind. In a burst of speed he takes off and baseball slides under the bottom rope, planting both feet right into the face of Williams. The blow knocks Williams back first into the announcers table with his arms hung over it as it's the only thing keeping him off the ground.

Falcoon - Watch out Nick.

Burst - Don't worry, I'm vaccinated against Mexicanitis.

Green quickly pulls himself up, looking down at Jesse and he begins to climb up to the top turnbuckle. The fans get louder and louder with each step he takes. Green plants both feet on the top turnbuckle momentarily, then leaps right off flipping frontward towards Jesse.

Kissens - MOVE!

As Green jumps the announcers jet from the booth and ditch their headsets. Immediately after the jump, Jesse let's the dead weight of his body pull him off the edge of the announcers table and to the concrete floor. Chris Green flys through the air completely unaware that he is in deep trouble. He crashes onto the edge of the announcers table with the small of his back. The table doesn't break, and there is no give, so all of the impact is absorbed in Green's back. The fans explode while Green crumbles to the concrete floor in extreme pain. Jesse and Chris lay side by side, recovering from their injuries and trying to catch their breath. The announcers return to their posts once they feel it is clear.

Burst - Geez. That was close.

Falcoon - Green may be in need of serious medical attention after that jump.

Jesse slowly pulls himself up to his knees before grabbing onto the announcers table and pulling himself up to his feet. He pulls the bloody hair from his face and takes off his white tanktop, using it to clear the blood from his eyes.

Kissens - Jesse is a bloody mess.

He tosses the shirt into the ring and reaches down, grabbing a fifteen foot ladder. He places the legs onto the outside apron, and the top part of the ladder over the announcers table making a level surface.

Falcoon - We're going to have to get out of here soon.

Green has rolled himself up onto all fours, still holding the small of his back. Jesse walks over to Green, lifting him up and tossing him backfirst on top of the ladder bridged between the ring and the announcers table. Williams slams a hard forearm smash across the chest of Green before he slides into the ring and begins eyeing up the ladder. He glances back at Green, then promptly begins to climb up the ladder under the belt with his back to Green.

Kissens - Is he going for the win?

Burst - Nope.

Kissens - How can you be so sure?

Burst - It's Williams. He's going for a Swanton. Just wait.

Green comes to and rolls himself off the ladder and slides into the ring. With a burst of adrenaline he picks up the last table he slid in and opens it up. He sets it in the middle of the ring, then sets his attention to running up to the ladder and hoping onto the same side as Jesse. Williams turns around and sees Green slowly climbing up and attempts to throw a kick down, but Green deflects it. Both men are now on the same side of the ladder at the same height, duking it out. Green smashes Jesse's head backwards into the ladder and gains an advantage. He grabs the head of Williams in a cutter position and dives off the ladder with Jesse.

Falcoon - OH GOD!

Green executes the Fall From Grace on Jesse right through the table, driving Jesse's chest and midsection right through the table and down into the mat. Green crashes to the canvas and is also knocked flat down to the mat from the impact of the move.

Kissens - Fall From Grace!

Burst - Both of them are down, not too smart of a move.

Jesse rolls to the outside of the ring by the announcers table, holding his stomach while Green remains face down on the mat. Another cross-chant breaks out of "Let's go Williams! Let's go Greener!", with the fans still about evenly split with maybe a few more for Jesse. Green slips under the bottom rope as well, not noticing Jesse is outside as well. Green stands on his feet after exiting the ring, catching a glimpse of Williams down on the outside. Green slowly limps towards Jesse, grabbing him by his hair and dragging him back towards the ladder bridged across the ring and the announcers table. He hooks Jesse in a front facelock, then throw's his right arm over his head, setting Jesse up for a suplex. He snaps back, nailing a quick suplex that slams Jesse back first across the unforgiving steel ladder. The fans look on as Jesse is laying over the ladder with the small of his back -- with both his legs and his upper body hanging off of it.

Falcoon - Green is slowly taking Williams apart.

Green bends down, grabbing a steel chair and then proceeds to hop up to the apron. He positions himself near the head of Jesse, and in a flash Green leaps off and extends his legs outward. He puts the chair under his thighs and executes a legdrop onto Williams -- driving the chair right across his face and sending him flipping off of the ladder and to the concrete floor. A puddle of blood is beginning to pool up by the head of Williams while Green sits on the floor holding his lower back in a considerable amount of pain. Jesse remains motionless.

Kissens - Jesse's in bad shape.

Falcoon - They've been going at it for a while, neither of them are one hundred percent.

Burst - That's for sure. Green may have a broken back.

Chris pushes himself up looking absolutely furious. He grabs another fifteen foot ladder off the floor near the announcers table. He slides it into the ring quickly and then looks around the ring some more. He then walks past the fallen Williams, to a stack of three tables which he picks up and tosses into the ring. Followed by slinging two steel chairs in the ring as well.

Falcoon - What is he going to do?

Green is still visibly angry as he yanks Williams up to his feet and slides him into the ring. Green follows him right in, choosing to set up one of the tables instead of continue his attack on Jesse. He picks up one of the other tables after setting up one and props it into one of the corners. Jesse starts pushing himself up, with his face covered in blood. Green reacts by grabbing a steel chair and waiting for Williams to get up. Williams crawls to the ropes, struggling to get up to his feet as he uses the ropes heavily. Meanwhile Green crouches down and continues to wait on Jesse. Williams finally gets up to his feet and turns around -- as he does Green swings wildly at Jesse, but Williams ducks. As he ducks he reaches down and grabs the other steel chair and lifts it up. As soon as Jesse grabs it he swings it over his head back at Green and catches him right across his forehead, busting him open. Green slumps to his knees while Jesse drops to one of his still holding the chair. He uses the chair to push himself up and he swings again, nailing Green across the head once more. The second shot dents the chair beyond repair and Williams discards it, choosing to grab Green by the head and into a front face lock, tossing Green's arm over his head. He immediately hoists Chris up into a vertical suplex, but twists him 180 degrees in the air while still holding him vertically. Williams walks to the table and sits out -- driving Green's head and neck to the left side of his lefts and through the table.

Falcoon - J-Dubz Driver I!

The fans are screaming at the top of their lungs while Chris Green and Jesse Williams lay bloodied and beaten in the ring.

Burst - Now if he can only get up, he could probably win!

Kissens - They've each taken too much of a beating.

Falcoon - It's going to take a knockout blow.

Williams slowly pulls himself from the debris of the table and starts to crawl towards the base of the original ladder which still stands in the middle of the ring right under the belt. He grabs onto the bottom rung and pulls himself up to his knees, then progresses his hands upwards to the second and third rung while he yanks himself up to his feet with his full weight on the rungs of the ladder. Green rolls from the mess of the table and wipes the blood from his eyes, as he too now wears a crimson mask. Williams begins climbing up the ladder, putting both of his feet on the bottom rung. He moves at a very labored pace, but he is able to since Green is only up to all fours on the mat. Jesse makes it to about half way up the ladder before Chris takes notice of his progress. Green pulls himself up to his feet, with his last rally cry, and moves to the same side of the ladder as Williams.

Kissens - This isn't good. At all.

Green quickly scales up the ladder and sticks his head between Jesse's legs, lifting him up onto his shoulders. The fans grow silent, seeing Jesse Williams on top of Chris Green's shoulders at fifteen feet high.

Falcoon - You're right. I can't watch!

Jesse has the belt at his finger tips as Green steps up the ladder.

Burst - He's almost got it!

Green continues stepping up and the title is now too low for Jesse to grab. Green then takes his hands off the thighs of Jesse, which was holding him in place and he reaches up to the belt.

Kissens - Now it's Green!

Green unbuckles a few of the buttons and Williams is stuck not knowing what to do.

Falcoon - We're going to have a new--

Suddenly, in an act of desperation, Jesse spins around on the shoulders of Green and in one motion flips backwards with his legs grapevined around the head and neck of Chris Green. Green front flips off the ladder as Jesse executes a frankensteiner from the top of the ladder. Green flys towards the table that he placed in the corner, crashing through it back first and slumping down to the mat unconscious. While Green was in the air, Jesse came out of his back flip and managed to grab a hold of the top of the ladder -- even though he smashes his face right across the top rung on the way down.

Falcoon - Green is dead. He's dead...I'm over it already...He's just dead...

Kissens - Dramaqueen! RELAX!

Burst - Williams hung on! Will you assholes call the match?

Jesse swings himself over onto one side of the ladder and promptly climbs up. The fans are going insane at this point as Jesse reaches up and unhooks the World Title.

Falcoon - He pulled it out. Some how!

Missy Janson - The winner of this match...and STILL OUTSIDER WRESTLING FEDERATION WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...JESSE WILLIAMS!

Kissens - What a match!

The fans are all standing and applauding while "Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste" cranks over the PA. Jesse stands a top the ladder, bloodied, but victorious holding the OWF World Title above his head. He slowly begins to climb down while the referee checks on Green in the corner who seems to be moving.

Burst - I was even impressed. I'm glad I came back.

Falcoon - It was good having you around Nick. Enjoy retirement and see you in a year.

Burst - Thanks Goofy.

Falcoon - Oh that's not even close.

Williams hops down to the mat and puts the title over his shoulder. He stares at Green who is staring right back at him. The fans begin a chant of "Thank you Green!" loud for him to hear. He stands up and walks right into a staredown with Williams. It doesn't last long as both men embrace in a hug and the fans cheer again.

Falcoon - Well folks, that's our tenth anniversary show for you

Kissens - I'm sad it's over.

Falcoon - We'll see you all very soon. THANK you and Goodnight!