Determined

- - TWO HOURS PRIOR TO THE START OF THE SHOW - -

In the backstage area, where there is hardly anything going on. In the distance we see a figure wearing a black suit and tie, holding a bouquet of pink flowers, lillies to be specific. The persons face is hidden behind the batch of flowers, but the camera follows them down a long corridor.

Eventually the figure stops infront of a locker room with the name of "Team Moxie" on the door. Taking the flowers into one hand, the person uses their free hand to open the door and step inside of the room.

On the far table lays a slew of fan mail, littered with star stickers, smiley faces and the color pink. The figure places the vase containing the two dozen pink lillies on the same table as the rest of the fan mail. The person attaches a little card to one of the stems of the flowers, then exits while keeping their face hidden.

- - OPENING - -

The opening shot of the night opens in the office of President Chase Johnson. He sits behind his large wooden desk, staring right into the camera. His image, projected upon the OWF Tron, is met with a spattering of boos. He smiles, trying to keep himself focused as he clears his throat.

Prez CJ - Welcome, to OWF Determined! Tonight, we bring you the Three Man Tag Team Tournament, which I think is going to go off without a hitch.

He sits silently for a second.

Prez CJ - Actually, I know it's going to go off without a hitch. You know how I'm so positive? I have decided to switch up the teams a bit at the last minute. I have a few replacements. A graphic will come onto your screen listing the new teams.

	MEMBER 1	MEMBER 2	MEMBER 3
1	Stonze	Styxx	Silence
2	Jason Blood	Trent Steel	Seraph
3	Bryan Tann	Shorty	Encore
4	Moxie Roxie	Vacant	Valtiel
5	Jesse Williams	Chris Green	???
6	Greg Jackson	Specter	???
7	"Thug 1"	"Thug 2"	Alexis Cage
8	Cokekid	MVP	???

Prez CJ - Some have remained the same, others have changed. Some are hidden and will be announced when the match comes. This was done to ensure the fairness to all who compete in the tournament. Now, I have withheld what the prize for this tournament was, but it's finally time to announce it.

CJ smiles.

Prez CJ - We will be holding another edition of Power Hour: Championship Bash. This time, it is Champions Versus the World.

The fans cheer loudly.

Prez CJ - Championship Bash: Champions Versus The World will feature one match. It will feature every champion in the federation defending their championship in a Double Hell in a Cell, PDA Rules, Gauntlet Double Elimination Match. So, what does this have to do with the Three Man Tag Team Tournament? Well, I'll get to that in a second. First off, I have an announcement about the June PPV, Shock and Terror.

CJ clears his throat once again.

Prez CJ - I officially signed the papers today, and we will be holding a VERY special TWO-NIGHT Pay Per View on June 28th and 29th. On June 28th, we will bring you OWF Shock and Terror from the Reunion Arena in Dallas, Texas, featuring an Electrified Cage Match. The following night, on June 29th from the same venue, we will be bringing you OWF High Voltage featuring a Electrified Barbed Wire Hell In a Cell Match. They will be back to back cards. If you purchase one, you get the other for free so order them now!

The fans cheer loudly.

Prez CJ - Championship Bash will not happen until late July. Like I said, it will be a Double Hell in a Cell, PDA Rules, Gauntlet Double Elimination Match, with ALL championships on the line, but I didn't detail how that involved the Three Man Tag Tournament or much of the match details. Well, here's the deal. The three winners tonight will be entered as three of the competitors in that match who will be allowed to go for the World Champion.

Prez CJ - What will happen in the match is that all of the champions, the World Champion, the Network Champion, the Lillyass Champion and the Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions will start off in the ring. All champions are allowed to go for each others championships, including the World Title. The only others who will be allowed to go for the World Champion, are the three men who win the Three Man Tag Team Tournament. With there being five competitors starting in the ring, there will be five superstars who will come out to make ten in the ringside area at all times. It is double elimination, so a competitor must be defeated by pinfall or submission twice before they are out and replaced with another member of the roster. PDA Rules, so anything goes.

Prez CJ - Let it be clear that titles CAN change hands multiple times. Eventually, the fifth to last man will win the LillyAss Title. The fourth to last will win one of the Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Titles. The third to last will win the other Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Title. The second to last will win the Network Title and the last competitor standing will be the OWF World Champion. If a competitor with a greater belt eliminates a competitor with a lesser belt, they will not win that lesser title, rather that champion is just eliminated from the match.

CJ takes a deep breath.

Prez CJ - Now with all that said, lets have a great night!

- - LIVE! HOUR ONE! - -

The OWF Logo Spins and we cut to the sold out Conseco Fieldhouse in Indianapolis, Indiana. The fans are going bezerk as spotlights shine all over the arena. An unknown rock song blasts through the speakers, but it is easily drowned out by chants of "O-W-F! O-W-F!". It seems as if every single fans is on their feet, waiving either their arms or their homemade signs, trying to get a chance to be on television. The cameras pan in and fade to a view of the announcers booth.

Falcoon - Ah- Ah- Ahhhh...

Dunn - God bless you before you do it!

Falcoon - AAAAAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Dunn - Oh damn you!

Falcoon - WELCOME OWF FANS!

Kissens - Whoa, someone needs to lay off the speed.

Dunn - Seriously.

Falcoon - I'm just excited for tonight's card, aren't you?

Kissens - It's looking pretty good to me.

Dunn - I think it should be a great night.

Falcoon - CJ has officially turned up the heat in here, but now we all know what they are fighting for.

We cut backstage to the Team Moxie Locker room. Inside we see it still empty, until the doors burst open and Moxie Roxie walks into the room. Her eyes instantly lock on the fan mail in the corner and she drops her gym bag, heading straight for the table on the opposite side of the room. She picks up one of the teddy bears, then one of the letters before taking a deep whiff of the flowers.

As she extends her hand to grab the card, the door opens and Vacant enters the room, wearing a black suit and tie as Moxie reads the card, while the camera gets a clear view of the writing as well...

"To: Steph

Good luck out there. I know you'll do great.

From: Nick"

She turns around and sees Vacant standing behind her.

Moxie Roxie - Very sweet. You ready for tonight?

Vacant - Wellllll, all that's left for us to do is get changed..

Vacant slowly begins to discard his suit jacket. Moxie can't help but laugh.

Moxie Roxie - Nice try, buddy. Going to need more than just flowers to get me undressed!

Vacant gulps hard, grabbing his gym bag and heads to leave the room. A note is slid under the door of Team Moxie's locker room and Vacant stops in his tracks to bend over and pick it up. The note reads:

"You know what you have to do to get what you want"

Unclear of who the message is from, Vacant peels back his mask to take a better look at it.

Nicholas Perry - Terribly sorry to do this to you, hon, but I have to go. I have some business to attend to.

Moxie Roxie - Our match is soon, Vacant! Put your mask back on and let's get ready!

Nick picks up the hair dryer from Moxie's make-up table.

Nicholas Perry - Mind if I borrow this? I'll be right back.

Moxie Roxie - Hey! You can't have that. I need it. Team Moxie vote: I put five votes for you bringing back my stuff AND getting ready for this match!

Nicholas pulls the mask down over his face and leaves the room dejected and even a little flustered, but with the hair dryer. Moxie smiles as she looks back at the flowers before the camera cuts back to follow Vacant in the hallway. A man on a mission, Vacant holds the hair dryer tightly in his right hand which is down at his side. He marches with a purpose, ignoring all around him.

As he rounds a corner, Specter comes into view as he leans up against one of the soda vending machines. Vacant, too caught up in his own task, doesn't even see him but Specter has his eyes locked on Vacant as he walks by. A small grin crawls across his face as the determined youngster continues on his pursuit.

The cameras cut back to ringside, as we see Missy Janson stand up and she begins to make her way up the steel steps and into the ring.

Kissens - Looks like the night is about to begin.

Dunn - Not just for us, but for Vacant as well!

Missy steps into the middle of the ring.

Missy Janson - Hello OWF and welcome to Determined!

The fans cheer loudly.

Missy Janson - Our first match of the night is fought under PDA Rules and is scheduled for a one fall. It is for the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Championships...Making their way to the ring first, making their OWF debut's...Thug 1 and Thug 1...The Gangster's Disciples!

Two hulking men walk out from the back as a heavy rocking song plays in the background. They keep their eyes focused on the ring, ignoring the fans who don't know who they are.

Dunn - I don't like how these guys look. They scare me.

Both of the men hop onto the apron and into the ring where they both begin to strategize. Their music fades out slowly.

Missy Janson - And their opponents, from Saginaw, Michigan...They are the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions...Styxx and Stonze!

"Cowboys from Hell" by Pantera hits the PA as both Styxx and Stonze run out from the back with the Tag Titles in their hand. They run down the ramp slide into the ring, as the bell sounds and their music fades out.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Stonze runs at Thug 1 who clotheslines him so hard he flips out of the ring, Styxx gets lifted straight up by Thug 2 and slammed down with a huge spinebuster before Thug 1 runs by and drops a leg across his throat. The two men pick up Styxx and throw him against the ropes, he bounces back and they nail a double spinebuster, into a pin...1...2...3!

Dunn - WHAT!

Missy Janson - The winners of this match...and NNEEEEEEWW OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Champions...The Gangsters Disciples!

Falcoon - Huge upset!

Kissens - I didn't think it would happen!

Dunn - Atleast we can get to the good stuff.

Kissens - I agree.

We cut backstage with a firm lock on the door of Team Two's Locker Room. From the right side of the screen, Vacant storms into view and pushes open the locker room door with one hand, while still gripping the hair dryer with the other. Once inside, he finds Jason Blood sitting on the couch with his eyes set on Vacant as soon as he enters. The two men glare at each other before Blood smiles and lifts his left arm. He extends his left pointer finger towards the shower of the locker room, where the faint sound of water can be heard, and then suddenly stopped.

Vacant slowly creeps towards the shower, plugging the hair dryer into the wall next to it before grabbing a hold of the handle. He flings the door open to find Trent Steel in only a towel after just finishing his shower. Trent looks stunned and taken completely off guard as Vacan tosses Trent the hair dryer, but he drops it to the ground.

As soon as the hair dryer hits the ceramic floor of the show, Vacant steps back and delivers a superkick, not at Steel, but at the hot water knob on the wall. On impact, the knob breaks off and water comes shooting out of the shower head. It makes contact with the hair dryer, sending a shock through Trent Steel's body which again is soaked in water. Luckily, his body spasms so much that he flies backwards through the glass wall of the shower, crumbling to the floor a bloody, unconscious mess as every muscle in his body shakes and quivers uncontrollably.

With no emotion, Vacant turns and heads out of the shower and back into the dressing room. He glances over at Jason Blood.

Vacant - All yours.

Blood smiles and stands up, walking to see the damage Vacant has done to his brother in law while the cameras follow Vacant out into the hallway. Once the door closes behind him, he is met by Valtiel who undoubtedly followed Vacant to this location.

Valtiel - You okay?

Vacant - Peachy.

Valtiel listens momentarily to the screams of Trent Steel.

Valtiel - Finish your 'business'?

Vacant - I have no intentions of ending it tonight. Just the tip of the iceberg.

Valtiel - Okay, well, I have some business...Where's Moxie's hair dryer? You know how she gets.

Vacant - I get five hundred bucks a show. I'll buy her a new one.

Valtiel - Okay, well, lets get back to the locker room so we can get a game plan going.

The two teammates leave the scene as the cameras cut back to the announcers.

Kissens - Steel did not see that coming.

Falcoon - Obviously not.

Dunn - You have to wonder if he is going to be able to compete tonight.

Missy Janson - Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for the First Quarterfinal of the Three Man Tag Team Tournament. It is going to be a Tables Match, where the only way to win is to put all three of your opponents through a table.

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!

Dunn - Hahaha he's still got a job.

Falcoon - I say that about you every day! Ahooo!

Missy Janson - Introducing first...The first member of Team Eight...From Orlando Florida.... Please welcome back... Cokekid!

The loyal OWF fans applaud the man as he slides into the ring and leaps to his feet. He grabs a mic from Missy and looks out to the crowd. They get a close up of his heaving chest and his eyes that are as big around as quarters.

Dunn - Oh shit he's got a mic!

Cokekid - Yo dude-man-bro it's great to be back in the owf. Know'am'sayin? So yeeeah dude let's go! Woo!

Dunn - I've never seen a man with so few brain cells...

Jackie flips up her cell phone and snaps a picture of Dunn, then hands it to him.

Kissens - There.

Dunn - Oh ho ho... Hoooooo.

Missy Janson - Now introducing... For her first official OWF match... Robin Sparks!

Jump Around by House of Pain kicks in across the PA system. The lights dim just a bit and a splash of blue lighting covers the ramp. The song plays for nearly 15 seconds as the fans focus their attention on the stage...

Falcoon - Somebody should point the poor girl to the curtain.

Dunn - FOLLOW MY VOICE! LALALALALALALALALALALALALALALALALALALA!

Falcoon - Oh my god STOP SHOUTING!

Kissens - SHUT UP!!!!!!

Dunn - LALALALALALALALALALALA!

We cut backstage, just behind the curtain to show Alexis Cage standing with an obviously irritated Robin Sparks.

Robin - No Dude. No... Absolutly not. I'm not going out to this song. Just let me pick my own song.

Alexis Cage - Robin! Damn it, I pulled a lot of strings to arrange you with Cokekid and MVP, now just-

Robin - But you didn't-

Alexis Cage - Appreciate what I've given you and go!

Alexis shoves Robin through the curtain...

Dunn - LALALALALALA.. Oh there she is!

Robin stumbles onto the stage but catches herself and slowly leans back up to an upright position.

PA System - Jump around! Jump around! Jump up jump up and get down! JUMP JUMP JUMP JUMP!

She speed walks to the ring with her arms bolted to her side and her dead down. She struggles a bit to pull herself up to the aprion but manages to squirm her way into the ring.

Missy Janson - And their partner.... He's the ORIGINAL MVP (BEFORE WWE RIPPED US OFF. YES MOTHER FUCKER'S WE HAVE PROOF DATING THIS CHARACTER BACK TO 1999.) Mike- Van- Pelt!

Falcoon - Ok.. So WWE ripped us off with the whole MVP thing, we all know this... But didn't we kind of rip off Rob V-

Before Gordie can finish his question his mic is mysteriously cut off. (Hummmm.....)

Dunn - So Jackie.. You're a whore!

Kissens - Fuck you.

The commentators go quiet as Mike Van Pelt comes out to a decent reaction from the crowd. He runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope then backflips in the middle of the ring and takes a karate fighting stance.

Missy Janson - And their opponents, first, making her return to the OWF...from Anchorage, Alaska......Welcome back...Eclipse!

"Shit Life" by Dope 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. 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.

Falcoon - It's a good thing Nick isn't around.

Dunn - Why's that?

Kissens - Didn't he get burned by Eclipse?

Falcoon - Indeed.

Dunn - Who is she going to be teamed with?

Missy Janson - Introducing next, from Huntington, New York...Chris Green!

Falcoon - Geez.

"Famous" by Puddle of Mudd hits the speakers as Chris Green arrogantly walks down the ramp. He keeps his eyes focused on the ring with a cocky smile across his face the whole time.

Kissens - Green and Eclipse have a storied past together.

Falcoon - All three members of their team has issues with each other.

Green slides into the ring, but takes notice of Eclipse. His music slowly fades out as he glares across the ring.

Missy Janson - And finally, their partner, he is the current OWF World Champion. From Las Vegas, Nevada...Jesse Williams!

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

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Jesse's music ends and he drops his belt, heading for the ring at full speed while Green and Eclipse begin to fight off Cokekid, MVP and Robin Sparks. Jesse gets into the ring and runs full speed at MVP, knocking him down to his back with a shoulder charge while Eclipse tosses Cokekid over the top rope and to the outside and Green kicks Robin down to the mat where she quickly rolls outside. All three teammates stare at each other before Green and Eclipse exit the ring and go after their opponents. Green grabs a hold of Robin Sparks and tosses her into the barricades. Eclipse rolls Cokekid back into the ring and grabs a table before getting back in herself. Meanwhile, Jesse takes his time taking MVP apart with calculated stomps. Eclipse quickly sets up the table in the ring, while Cokekid tries to gain his balance. Green has now grabbed a table and slides it into the ring as well.

Falcoon - This team is wasting no time!

Dunn - That's for sure.

Green grabs a hold of Robin Sparks and rolls her into the ring. Eclipse finishes setting up the table, but Robin stands up and walks right into a belly to belly suplex from Eclipse. Robin goes crashing through the table Eclipse just set up, sending her down to the mat amidst the broken pieces of table.

Missy Janson - Robin Sparks has been put through a table.

Kissens - That's one.

Green has now gotten back into the ring where he is attacked by Cokekid. Green quickly fights him off and pushes him back into Eclipse who grabs him around his throat. This gives Green time to reach down and set up the table. Meanwhile, Jesse lifts MVP up to his feet in the corner and begins to unleash chop after chop into his exposed chest. Eclipse holds the choke on Cokekid while Jesse picks MVP up and puts him into a sitting position on the top rope. Williams steps away, going to grab the table Green set up. He drags it over to the corner, but as soon as he gets back, Green has MVP by the head and he dives off the turnbuckle. He delivers a diamond cutter to MVP through the table.

Dunn - Fall From Grace through the table!

Missy Janson - Mike Van Pelt has been put through a table.

Williams looks on as Green slowly gets up and smiles at Jesse before quickly getting out of the ring and sliding in another table. Once it is in the ring, Eclipse lets go of Cokekid and grabs the table. She sets it up in the corner before walking back over to Cokekid. She grabs him in a reverse waist lock before tossing him backwards over her head with a german suplex through the table in the corner as Green and Williams look on.

Missy Janson - Cokekid has been put through a table...Therefore, the winners of this match and moving on to the Semifinals...Jesse Williams, Chris Green and Eclipse!

Falcoon - That was quick and rather painful.

The ring crew runs down to clean up the mess as the winning team all separately make their ways backstage.

Falcoon - I'm getting word the next match is going to be PDA Rules...We'll see who the competitors are soon.

Dunn - Right after this break.

- - COMMERCIAL - -

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- - LIVE! PAY-PER-VIEW! - -

Falcoon - Welcome back folks. Let's send it to Missy who is all ready for us in the ring!.

Missy Janson - The next match is the second Quarterfinal Match of the night. It is a PDA Rules Match. Tag Rules Apply. Introducing first, the black team, Coming to the ring first, the first two members of the first team...The Gangster's Disciples...Thug 1 and Thug 2!

The two hulking men enter through the entrance ramp as their music blasts through the PA System. They have the OWF Blood, Sweat and Tears Tag Team Titles over their shoulders as the fans still don't know what to make of them. The two men get onto the apron and step over the top rope, discarding their tag titles as they begin to stretch out in preparation of the match. Their music slowly fades out.

Missy Janson - And their partner, 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.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

Thug 1 and Silence start off the match the right way by grabbing a weapon of choice, Silence grabs a clothes Iron and Thug 2 hands Thug 1 a Tennis racket. The bell rings and Silence begins to twirl the iron around his head with the cord. He slings it at Thug 1, but Thug 1 ducks it and smacks Silence in the knee cap with the metal end of the racket. Silence buckles over, Thug one smacks in him the back of the head with the racket sending him to the mat. Thug 1 gives a quick tag to Thug 2..

Falcoon - Nice team work by the Thug's.

Dunn - Looks like these guys have been teaming forever!

Thug 1 hands over the tennis racket before climbing onto the aprion. Silence makes a quick tag and Styxx darts into the ring, Thug 2 slings himself over the top rope and swings the racket down over the head of Styxx!

Falcoon - Ahooo woaaaah! He just broke that tennis racket over Styxx's head!

Stonze climbs through the ropes, the referee quickly cuts him off. Meanwhile Silence jumps down from the aprion and pushes Uncle Bo from his timer keeper's table.

Uncle Bo - YOOOOOO!

Silence grabs the ring bell and Bo's small table and tosses them into the ring. He turns back around to Missy Janson and pulls her chair out from under her... Suddenly from the aprion Alexis Cage dives off and tackles Silence into the commentary table, crushing Missy Janson underneath them.

Dunn - Holy shit. I almost dropped my peanuts.

Falcoon - Hey.. Someone might wanna get help for Missy...

Alexis swings furiously at Silence, hitting him with rights and lefts as he tries to cover himself.

Falcoon - Hey hey... Guys! Watch.. Watch this....

Gordie takes a second to compose himself then goes cross eyes and lets his jaw go to slack as he screams-

Falcoon - SLOBBER KNOCKER! OH GOOD GAWD ALL MIGHTY! ahahahaa... That's my impres-

Dunn - Yeah we got it.

Kissens - Moron.

In the ring Thug 2 has Styxx on the mat with the iron cord wrapped around his neck, he reaches back and tag's in Thug 1 but doesn't release the choke hold. Thug 1 scoops up the iron and rips the cord off it, allowing his partner to continue the choke while he conjured up something... On the outside Silence has Alexis pinned down with a chair to the throat, squeezes the breath out of her. Thug 1 takes notice that his partner is in danger and throws the iron down as hard as he can...

Dunn - KNOCK OUT!

Kissens - Oh my god. Did you hear that thud?

Falcoon - Ahhh the sound of a cracking skull.

Silence falls over after the hard collision with the iron to the back of his head. Alexis gets up and holds her throat. Thug 1 shouts to Alexis and she nods back to him, then grabs an extension cord from ringside and hands the plug in part to Thug 1. Stonze climbs through the aprion but Alexis is right behind him.. Stonze kicks Thug 2 in the head causing him to release the cord that's choking Styxx. Alexis grabs a chair Thug 2 grabs both cords and plugs the old iron cord into the extention cord creating a live unground current.

Falcoon - Ohhhh noooo.....

Dunn - Ohhh yes...

Kissens - Ohhh shit!

Stonze turns and comes after Alexis, Alexis looks frieghtened but it's just a ploy! Thug 2 touches the live wire to Stonze's back! The arena lights flash but Stonze is able to break free after only a small jolt. The fans are on their feet as Stonze slides out of the ring leaving Styxx alone with both Thug's and Alexis.

Kissens - That's a crazy combination!

Alexis screams for Thug 2 to zap Styxx... The Thug's stop for a moment to take in the OWF's outstanding atmosphere. Thousands of fans cheer and a chant of "FUCK THE LIGHTS! FUCK THE LIGHTS!" echoes off the walls of the dome as Thug 2 drops the live wire to Styxx's back. An explosive spark lights up the arena before the power dies and leaves the arena in darkness..... The emergency lights kick in after a short delay and the ring is barely lit as Thug 2 covers Styxx and the ref counts.. 1...2...3!

Falcoon - The backup lights are on.. And apparently they've given my head set some juice, but my partners are left in the dark here. I cannot believe what we just witnessed. This is incredible. The smell of burnt flesh is lingering around the ring.. I ... I don't even know if Styxx is still alive.

EMT's rush to the scene of a dimly lit ring. The ruthless fans cheer while others sit in darkness and shock at what they've just witnessed.

Missy Janson - The winners of this match, Thug 1, Thug 2 and Alexis Cage!

Kissens - We have our second advancers!

Dunn - The Gangsters Disciples are all over Styxx and Stonze tonight.

Falcoon - That's for sure.

Technicians quickly get to work, restoring a dim set of house lights over the arena while they set up the generators.

- - LIVE! HOUR TWO! - -

we cut backstage where we see Trent Steel limping along, by himself. He looks to be in an extreme amount of pain but he continues his slow walk through the hallways towards the arena. From behind, Jason Blood walks up and slaps him on the back.

Jason Blood - Hey bro, how ya feeling?

He laughs as he jogs ahead of Steel, heading towards the entrance ramp. Steel grimaces in pain as the cameras switch back to the announcers at ringside. The lights are still dimmed, but technicians can be seen around the arena working. The lights are bright enough for the cameras to pick up everything.

Falcoon - Trent may not be in any shape to wrestle.

Dunn - This lighting situation may not be in any shape to be GOOD!

From above the ring, two flags are lowered from a cord hung from the rafters. They hang about fifteen feet in the air above the center of the ring. All around the outside of the ring lays different sizes of black steel ladders.

Missy Janson - The next match is the third Quarterfinal Match of the night. It is a Ladder Match. There are two teams, a red team and a black team. Above the ring hangs a red flag and a black flag. The first competitor from either team to retreive their opposing team's colored flag, wins the match. Introducing first, the black team, Coming to the ring first, making his return to the OWF...Seraph!

The three loud dongs are heard blistering across the arena as the lights dim to a cloud of darkness. The music blares out as Seraph steps out from behid the curtain, looking down to the ring with a smirk drawn across his face and a glare in his eyesthat airs pure arrogance and ego. He sniffles his nose in displeasure as he makes his way slowly down the ramp. The smirk still plastered across his face firmly as ever. The lights of camera's begin to flash periodically as he walks down the ramp way toward the squared circle. He slowly makes his way up the steel steps and takes his first step onto the cold mattress. The crowd's silence is lifted with a cheer of boo's over-powering the music that descends into the arena. He stands in the centre of the ring with his eyes flickering around the arena, the smirk grows larger as the light begin to turn on fully. He lowers his head and looks upwards toward the ramp, with the smirk still fixated upon his face.Falcoon - Good to see Seraph back around.Missy Janson - Out next, also representing the black team...Jason Blood!His music hits the speakers and he slowly walks himself out from the back. The fans give him a mild reaction, and he ignores them either way and keeps his eyes locked on the ring.Kissens - How do you think Blood and Steel will do on the same team?Dunn - I don't know. You tell me.Kissens - Uh, I asked you first.Falcoon - Just shut up.Blood climbs up the steel steps and gets up onto the apron. He steps through the ropes and into the ropes, keeping an eye on Seraph. His music fades out as he retreats to his teams corner.Missy Janson - And their partner, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania..."The Son of a Bitch" Trent Steel!

PA System - Now you're messing with a son of a bitch.

With a look of pain upon his face, Trent Steel walks through the curtains glances at the ring while "Diety" by Dir En Gray blares loudly. The fans boo him with all that they have in their lungs. He takes slow steps as he walks down the ramp and approaches the ring. Trent keeps the anticipating at an all time high as he plays mindgames with his partners by taking so long to get the ring. Steel slides under the bottom rope, positioning himself in the ring before pushing himself up and staring right at his partners. His music fades as the men take up positions in their corner.

Falcoon - I wonder who they are going to face.

Dunn - I don't think it really matters, Steel looks half dead.

Missy Janson - And their opponents, first, representing the red team...from Louisville, Kentucky...Valtiel!

The lights of the arena go black. The sound of a classical piano begins to play a slow, dark piece. Ice blue lights begin to slowly light the stage as demonic growling and roaring fades in and out. As time passes, fog begins to creep from entrance and down the rampway. Suddenly, "Godhead's Lament" by Opeth begins to envelope the arena.

Marauder!
Staining the soil, midst of stillness
Beloved fraternity to an end
Red eyes probe the scene
All the same
Stilted for the beholder
Depravity from the core
Handcarved death in stoneladen aisles

Then Valtiel walks through the fog. He stands still on the stage. His eyes scope out the cheering fans; a smile forms on his face as he begins walking down the ramp.

I hide the scars from my past
Yet they sense my mute dirge
This is when it all falls apart
White hands grasping for straws

He stares straight ahead as he nears the ring. Then, he stops before it, inhales the fog, then continues.

Sly smile, poisoned glare smile
Undisguised manmade nova
Mute cry, don't dare to tread
Searing beams tracking you down

Adoring what has never been
Some will bring with them all they have seen

Valtiel grabs the top rope and hoists himself into the ring with one leap. He walks the center, raises a open hand and sparks begin to rain around the ring. He then lowers his head. His dreadlocks cover his face. He stands motionless.

Searching my way to perplexion
The gleam of her eyes
In that moment she knew

Though I could not leave this place
On this imminent day
As I've reached the final dawn
To what's gone astray
What would they care if I did stay
No one would know
What would they care if I did stay
No one should know

Valtiel leans back and exhales a large cloud of smoke above the ring. He begins walking about the ring until everything becomes normal.

Missy Janson - Next out to the ring, also representing the red team, from Brantford, Ontario, Canada...He is the current OWF Network Champion...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 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.

Falcoon - The fans love this kid everywhere we go.

Dunn - I don't blame them.

Missy Janson - And finally, the last member of the red team and rounding out Team Moxie...From Blaise, California...Moxie Roxie!

PA System - Everyone sucks but me.

Riot girls across the arena unite, as the irritatingly feminist pop punk beat of Le Tigre's "Deceptacon"(which has surprisingly little to do with evil transforming robots) bleeds through the PA. The up tempo tune unites fans of poor and average taste in a show of approval for OWF's resident rock star. The curtain parts, revealing our priestess of punk, who throws up the devil horns with one hand. After playing with the height of the international symbol for rock 'n' roll, she notices she has the ability to control the volume of the crowd. Deciding this ability is useless, Moxie begins her trek to the ring. It is a trek free of skipping and hand slapping. She just tries to keep her distance. Leaping to the apron, Moxie heads to the nearest corner and steps up on the second turnbuckle. Giving a bow to her indiscernable number of fans, she flips into the ring to prepare for action.

Suddenly, the regular lights cut back on.

Dunn - And CJ said...let there be light!

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

The match starts off with Valtiel and Seraph starting off the match, with each of their partners stepping to the outside in their designated corners. The two men circle each other briefly before locking up in the middle of the ring. Valtiel gains the early advantage, locking Seraph in a hammer lock. Seraph is able to muscle out of it, but Valtiel tackles him down to the mat and mounts him, unleashing rights and lefts to his face. Meanwhile, on the outside, Vacant has hopped down and grabbed one of the ladders from ring side and has slid it into the ring to assist Valtiel. He quickly notices Vacant's gesture and stands up off of Seraph, grabbing the ladder and hoisting it up. He locks both legs of the ladder into place and slowly begins to climb up one side. Seraph quickly stands and knocks Valtiel off the second rung, ending his climb early. Seraph walks across the ring and tags in a weakened Trent Steel.

Dunn - Steel doesn't look too great right about now.

He stumbles into the ring and immediately begins to climb the ladder, but Valtiel gets up to his feet and pushes the ladder over onto it's side, sending Steel crashing to the mat. Valtiel walks to his corner and tags in Moxie who quickly hops into the ring and sets up the ladder once again. She begis to quickly scale up, but Steel comes out of nowhere and begins to climb the otherside. This prompts Vacant to enter and begins to climb up Moxie's side.

Falcoon - What the hell is he doing?

Vacant climbs over Moxie and flips himself over the top of the ladder. He grabs a hold of Steel and nails a sunset flip powerbomb down into the ring off the ladder. The fans explode into a set of cheers as Moxie looks down from the top of the ladder. From out of nowhere, Jason Blood runs in and knocks the ladder over, sending Moxie crashing down to the mat like a sack of potatos.

Kissens - Devastating move by Vacant.

Falcoon - Unfortunately, it left Moxie open to be sent falling from twelve feet in the air.

Vacant stands as sees Jason Blood standing over Moxie. The referee begins to restore order, pushing Seraph and Jason Blood back into their corners along with Vacant and Valtiel. Both Moxie and Steel are down on the mat, slowly making their way back up to their feet. Vacant and Valtiel cheer for Moxie, as the fans start to get firmly behind them as she struggles to get to her feet. Steel, meanwhile, has a firm grasp of the ropes and is attempting to make it to his corner. Moxie dives and tags in Vacant who quick grabs the ladder and slams it down on top of Trent Steel. Once Steel falls helpless onto his back, Vacant sets the ladder back up in the middle of the ring. He looks up at the flags then down at Steel. He then pushes the ladder further back, into his own corner and quickly scales up to the top of it.

Dunn - What is he going to do?

As Vacant jumps, Moxie climbs up and tags herself in on his foot. He reaches out, attemping to grab the black teams flag but he misses by about a foot. He still flips forward and crashes down on top of Trent Steel with a very sloppy Swanton Bomb, but the impact was huge regardless.

Falcoon - He missed, but nailed Steel!

Kissens - Doesn't matter, Moxie tagged herself in!

Moxie grabs the ladder, positioning it in the middle of the ring and she begins to climb. Valtiel comes in, running across the ring and knocking both Seraph and Blood off of the apron. Moxie climbs to the top quickly, unhooking the black flag and ending the match.

Missy Janson - The winners of this match, and moving on to the Semifinals of the Three Man Tag Team Tournament...Team Moxie; Moxie Roxie, Vacant and Valtiel!

Dunn - Vacant could have cost his team the match there if Moxie wasn't on top of things.

Kissens - He owes her one.

We cut backstage to the locker room of the team of Bryan Tann, Encore and Shorty. All three men are sitting, having a good talk, when an employee for the OWF bursts in.

Employee - Hey you guys are up next.

Bryan Tann - That's pencildick!

Shorty - Yeah, moron!

Encore - Haha! You guys are so funny!

The employee leaves.

Encore - I guess we should get going.

Bryan Tann - Yeah, It's about that time.

The cameras cut back to ringside. The steel cage is set into place around the ring, and the door is left open for the competitors to enter.

Missy Janson - The following match up is the final Quarterfinal Match of the Three Man Tag Team Tournament. It is a Escape Only Cage Match, with the only way to win is for one team to have ever member exit the cage and have both feet touch to floor...Coming to the ring first, Encore!

Encore's music hits the speakers and he walks out to a mixed reaction, he is followed out by a bunch of groupies who are quickly sent to the back by security. Encore continues on his way, ignoring everything around him and he simply enters the ring through the cage door. He stands up looking around the cage before glancing back up at the stage.

Missy Janson - And his opponent, making his return to the OWF...Shorty!

Shorty walks out from the back to a pretty loud ovation.

Falcoon - I can't believe he made it.

Dunn - Me neither.

He walks down the ramp, slapping fives with a few of the fans as his music blasts throughout the arena. He gets into the ring and walks over to Encore, talking to him about the match. The two men slap hands as Shorty acknowledges the crowd once more before his music fades out.

Falcoon - Here we go..

Dunn - This place is about to go nuts. And so is Jackie.

Kissens - Tanner is watching right now! He can't wait to see daddy. And neither can I! I can get some child support when he wins this whole thing!

Missy Janson - And their partner, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...Making his long awaited return to the OWF..."The Loose Cannon" Bryan Tann!

The arena fades to black and the crowd begins to stir in the darkness. After about 5 seconds, a dark, chilling, prophetic voice is heard over the PA.

PA System - Cry little sister. Come to your brother.

"Swamped" by Lacuna Coil hits over the PA and the crowd ERRUPTS as "The Loose Cannon" Bryan Tann steps back from the back. He's wearing his trademark black leather trench coat and dark sunglasses and his freshly shaved head. His walk down to the ring is slow, like a predator preparing for a kill. He slides into the ring from under the bottom rope, through the cage door, and moves to the center of the ring. The arena is bathed in red and firey pyro as he throws his head back and lets out a LOUD roar in the center of the ring. When the lights come back up, Tann is sitting in the nearby turnbuckle, ready for war.

Kissens - Daddy's back!

Falcoon - Ugh.

Missy Janson - And their opponents, coming to the ring first from Las Vegas, Nevada...He is the current OWF/MVW LillyAss Champion...Specter!

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. A wave of purple and silver confetti drifts to the arena floor, indicating that a celebration is in order. What celebration is that? 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 slides under the bottom rope, through the cage door and stares at his opponents. His music slowly fades out.

Missy Janson - Introducing next, from Los Angeles, California...Greg Jackson!

"California Love" by Tupac blares over the speakers, sending the fans into a frenzy! Greg Jackson comes out from the back and starts jumping around to pump up the fans. He then makes his way down to the ring and finds a young child to give them a classic Greg Jackson Souvenir... a partially thawed micorwavable bean and cheese burrito... a gift that child will never forget. Greg then re-enters the ring, sliding under the bottom ropes through the cage door.

Falcoon - I wonder who their third man will be?

Missy Janson - And finally, their partner, making his return to the OWF...From Los Angeles, California...RAY LOPES!

Dunn - Lopes is back!

The chopped and screwed chorus for Rainbow Colors by Three 6 Mafia and Lil Flip begins to play.

I got them rainbow colors in my cup
Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck
That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (Gettin Blowed)
That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (I'm Blowed)

A mildly sedated Ray Lopes step out on top of the ramp with a Styrofoam cup in his right hand. He slowly makes his way down to the ring, takes one more sip from the cup, sets it down in the corner and then slides inside the ring through the cage door. His music fades out and a loud chant of "Welcome Back! Welcome Back!" can be heard directed at Lopes. The cage door closes and the referee signals for the bell.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

All six men square off with Encore immediately turning and trying to escape the cage. Lopes quickly moves in and tugs him down off the cage to the mat. Jackson locks up with Shorty while Specter and Tann square off, trading rights and lefts in the middle of the ring.

Falcoon - The fans don't know where to watch!

Ray begins to stomp away at the fallen Encore, while Greg Jackson gets the upper hand over Shorty rather quickly. He irish whips him into the ropes and takes him down with a hard clothesline. Tann has Specter locked in a deep headlock, but Specter is able to counter it with a back suplex right onto the head of Tann. Jackson looks at Lopes and motions for him to climb out. Ray nods and slowly begins to climb up the cage wall. Encore struggles to get to his feet, but Jackson kicks his legs out from under him, sending him flat to his back. When Jackson turns around, he is met with a hard boot by Shorty, but Lopes swings his body over the top of the cage and begins to lower himself down. Eventually, he drops himself down to the floor, escaping.

Missy Janson - Ray Lopes has escaped!

Dunn - That's a good thing and a bad thing. Now only two more from their team have to escape, but they are in there with three competitors.

Jackson picks himself up and out of nowhere dropkicks Shorty to the mat. Jackson whistles at Specter and motions him to leave, and he slowly walks across the ring nonchalantly opening the cage door, and stepping down to the floor.

Missy Janson - Specter has escaped!

Kissens - That only leaves Greg Jackson against three men!

Encore jumps onto the back of Jackson, but he rushes backwards and slams Encore into the cage. Tann gets to up his feet and runs at Jackson, who tumbles out of the way. Tann crashes right into Encore, sending him flush up against the cage panel. Shorty takes this time to run for the cage door and he makes a quick exit.

Missy Janson - Shorty has escaped!

Dunn - Jackson has to be careful now.

Jackson looks down at Tann and Encore who are dazed. Greg builds up a head of steam and dives face first for the cage door. He slides halfway out before Tann grabs his foot. Jackson holds onto the apron and turns himself over. He kicks Tann in the face and quickly pulls himself out of the cage and to the floor.

Missy Janson - Greg Jackson has escaped, therefore the winners of this match and the team moving on to the Semifinals...Specter, Greg Jackson and Ray Lopes!

Dunn - For a team just thrown together like that, they worked incredibly well together.

Falcoon - I agree. They took out two legends in there tonight.

Kissens - So we have our four semifinalist teams now.

Dunn - Going to be interesting how they match up.

The cage folds together and easily begins to get deconstructed by the ring technicians as the competitors begin to head backstage. They then begin to bring out the steel platforms for the next match.

Falcoon - We are down to three more matches for the evening, folks.

We cut backstage to the Team Moxie locker room where all three of them are standing around, celebrating their quarterfinal victory.

Moxie Roxie - Okay, enough you two. We have to remain focused. We have a match coming up next and if we don't win that, then winning that ladder match will mean nothing.

Both Vacant and Valtiel nod.

Moxie Roxie - We have to stay united. No matter who we face. Got it?

Again they both nod.

Moxie Roxie - Okay, let's go kick some ass.

The three of them turn and exit the locker room as the cameras cut back to ringside. The technicians finish up the last bit of work on the ring and then disappear backstage. The five foot wide steel platforms are fastened around the outside of the ring. There is a three foot high cell wall preventing the action from slipping out into the crowd.

Falcoon - Gotta give it to our crew, they work fast.

Dunn - Don't give them credit, everything is already set up. They just have to put the pieces together!

Missy Janson - It is time for the first Semifinal Match in the Three Man Tag Team Tournament...It is a Platform Match. Only one competitor from each team can be inside the ring at any time, and they are the only ones who can secure a pinfall or submission. All of the teammates who are on the outside are allowed to fight freely on the platforms. No pinfalls or submissions will be counted outside of the ring. First legal pinfall inside of the ring wins the match.

The fans cheer loudly.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, from Team Moxie...Valtiel!

Then Valtiel walks through the fog. He stands still on the stage. His eyes scope out the cheering fans; a smile forms on his face as he begins walking down the ramp.

I hide the scars from my past
Yet they sense my mute dirge
This is when it all falls apart
White hands grasping for straws

He stares straight ahead as he nears the ring. Then, he stops before it, inhales the fog, then continues.

Sly smile, poisoned glare smile
Undisguised manmade nova
Mute cry, don't dare to tread
Searing beams tracking you down

Adoring what has never been
Some will bring with them all they have seen

He climbs over the caged wall and onto the platform. He takes a few steps towards the ring ropes. Valtiel grabs the top rope and hoists himself into the ring with one leap. He walks the center, raises a open hand and sparks begin to rain around the ring. He then lowers his head. His dreadlocks cover his face. He stands motionless.

Searching my way to perplexion
The gleam of her eyes
In that moment she knew

Valtiel leans back and exhales a large cloud of smoke above the ring. He begins walking about the ring until everything becomes normal.

Missy Janson - Next out to the ring, also representing Team Moxie...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 scans the crowd briefly as he walks, before tearing his attention back to the ring and forcing himself to focus, climbing up the wall and planting his feet firmly on the steel Platform. He enters the ring, eventually taking a seat on the top turnbuckle bolt, elbows on his knees, waiting for the bell to sound and truly seal his fate.

Missy Janson - And finally, the last member of Team Moxie...Moxie Roxie!

PA System - Everyone sucks but me.

Riot girls across the arena unite, as the irritatingly feminist pop punk beat of Le Tigre's "Deceptacon"(which has surprisingly little to do with evil transforming robots) bleeds through the PA. The up tempo tune unites fans of poor and average taste in a show of approval for OWF's resident rock star. The curtain parts, revealing our priestess of punk, who throws up the devil horns with one hand. After playing with the height of the international symbol for rock 'n' roll, she notices she has the ability to control the volume of the crowd. Deciding this ability is useless, Moxie begins her trek to the ring. It is a trek free of skipping and hand slapping. She just tries to keep her distance. Leaping to the steel siding, she scales it and gets onto the plat form. She enters the ring and Moxie heads to the nearest corner and steps up on the second turnbuckle. Giving a bow to her indiscernable number of fans, she flips into the ring to prepare for action.

Dunn - This is going to be one heck of a match.

Falcoon - We don't even know the opponents yet!

Dunn - Any of the other three teams will be fine with me.

Kissens - I agree.

Missy Janson - And their opponents, coming to the ring first from Las Vegas, Nevada...Specter!

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. A wave of purple and silver confetti drifts to the arena floor, indicating that a celebration is in order. What celebration is that? 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 quickly hops onto the caged wall. He pulls himself up and over and lands on his feet, quickly walking towards the ring and stepping through the ropes. He glares across the ring as his music fades out.

Kissens - Look at the stare Specter is giving Vacant!

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

The chopped and screwed chorus for Rainbow Colors by Three 6 Mafia and Lil Flip begins to play.

A mildly sedated Ray Lopes step out on top of the ramp with a Styrofoam cup in his right hand. He slowly makes his way down to the ring, takes one more sip from the cup, and tosses it into the crowd. He climbs over the caged wall and up onto the platform before leapfrogging the ropes and getting into the ring. His music fades out and he stares across the ring at his opponents.

Missy Janson - And finally, their partner...From Los Angeles, California...Greg Jackson!

"California Love" by Tupac blares over the speakers, sending the fans into a frenzy! Greg Jackson comes out from the back and starts jumping around to pump up the fans. He then makes his way down to the ring and finds a young child to give them a classic Greg Jackson Souvenir... a partially thawed micorwavable bean and cheese burrito... a gift that child will never forget. Greg then scales the caged wall, gets up onto the platform and into the ring. His music fades out slowly.

(Ding, Ding, Ding...)

The referee orders two members of each team to the outside platform. Greg Jackson and Valtiel start off the match while Vacant, Moxie Roxie, Specter and Ray Lopes step to the outside. The competitors on the platforms stay on opposite sides of the ring for the time being while Jackson and Valtiel lock up. Jackson gets the upper hand, pushing Valtiel backwards into the ropes. Valtiel looks back at his partners who both have their hands extended. Valtiel tags in Moxie who jumps into the ring and charges at Jackson who ducks a leg lariat attempt by Moxie. She hits the mat as Jackson positions himself behind her. When she stands up, he nails a falling neckbreaker on her, sending her right down to the mat. Jackson quickly covers her...1...2...Vacant runs in and stomps Jackson on the back of the head. He lifts him up, leans him up against the ropes and attempts for the Vacancy onto the steel platform, but Jackson is able to reverse the momentum and toss Vacant over the ropes face first onto the steel platform.

Falcoon - Ouch!

Out of nowhere, Moxie runs at Greg and nails him with a hard clothesline that sends him over the top rope and crashing down to the steel platform. She exits the ring and steps onto the platform. Now all six competitors are outside of the ring and on the platform. Valtiel runs full speed around the platforms and clotheslines Lopes nearly out of his boots, only to be decked by Specter with a wide right hand. Moxie picks up Jackson and throws him shoulder first into the caged wall that is between the superstars and the crowd. Jackson lays on the platform, holding his back area while Vacant finally gets back up to his feet. His orange skimask is soaked in red blood, but he leaves it on for the time being. He ignores Ray Lopes and stares Specter right into his eyes. Specter just smiles and turns away. Vacant looks at Greg Jackson and he runs towards the ropes. He jumps to the second one and moonsaults off of it. He lands the moonsault on Jackson on the steel platform as Specter looks on in approval of Vacant's actions.

Dunn - Looks like he's just trying to show off for Moxie and Specter.

Specter gets cold clocked by Moxie Roxie, who surprises him with a hard elbow.

Falcoon - It cost Specter there.

Kissens - Moxie! Whoooo!

Lopes gets up and begins to take on Moxie, gaining an advantage with repeated right hands. He throws her through the ropes and into the ring. Vacant sees this and tackles Lopes on the outside, allowing Jackson to get back into the ring by crawling on the platform and into the ring. He pushes himself up and he and Moxie square off once again. Vacant gets off of Ray Lopes and runs back to his corner as Moxie backs up into it. He reaches through the ropes and slaps her on the ass, tagging himself in.

Dunn - He's got balls!

She turns around and smacks him across the face, tagging herself back in before Vacant can even get into the ring.

Kissens - You show 'em Moxie!

She turns around, only to be speared by Greg Jackson through the ropes, into Vacant, and sending all three of them to the platform. he referee indicates a tag was made.

Falcoon - Vacant is now the legal man.

Valtiel has his hands full with both Ray Lopes and Specter on the opposite platform as both men pummel him down to a pulp. Vacant gets up to his feet on the other side of the ring, but he is quickly taken down with a soccer kick to the back of his leg by a charging Lopes, who runs around the platform to attack Vacant. Specter leaves Valtiel to bleed on the platform, and walks towards the rest of the competitors. Vacant rolls into the ring leaving Moxie to be attacked by Jackson, Lopes and Specter. Vacant runs against the far ropes and in one giant leap bounds up to the top rope. He launches himself and takes out Lopes, Jackson and Specter, saving Moxie for the time being. Valtiel gets back to his feet and walks over to the area and picks up Moxie. Vacant is able to get himself up on his own power and the fans applaud him for his effort.

Falcoon - The action has been all over the place here.

Dunn - It could honestly go either way.

Kissens - I don't know y'all, we may not even have a winner. Who are the legal men?

Dunn - Vacant and Jackson I think.

Vacant rolls Jackson into the ring and then walks over to Valtiel. Valtiel picks Vacant up with ease and tosses him over the top rope, back into the ring so he lands a splash on Jackson. Vacant quickly covers him...1...2...kickout.

Falcoon - Good team work by Team Moxie.

Dunn - I think they are the only ones who came in with a plan.

Lopes gets up to his feet as Moxie is dragged away by Valtiel. Specter stands and both teams retreat to opposite sides of the platforms. Vacant picks up Greg Jackson and attempts to push him back into the corner, but he is thwarted when Jackson brings a hard knee up to his stomach. He grabs Vacant by his bloody mask and lifts him up over his shoulder. With all of his might, Jackson tip toes over towards the ropes and swings Vacant over the ropes and crashing down onto his back with a front powerslam. His back absorbs the full impact of the unforgiving steel. Jackson falls to one knee in a relative amount of pain as Vacant writhes in pain on the platform before rolling himself back into the ring. Jackson stands up and grabs Vacant by his mask again. He grabs him and tosses him shoulder first right into one of the turnbuckles before Jackson turns and tags in Ray Lopes.

Kissens - Jackson did all the heavy lifting, now Lopes can pick up the pieces.

Ray furiously stomps away at Vacant before lifting him up and pressing him firmly back first up against the ropes. He irish whips Vacant across the ring and off the opposite set of ropes. Ray bends over when Vacant bounces back, looking to back body drop him over the top rope but Vacant somersaults over his back and lands on his feet on the platform on the outside. In one quick motion, Vacant grabs a hold of the top rope with both hands and slingshots himself over the top rope. He grabs a hold of the head of Lopes, who has his back to him still, and Vacant nails a diving bulldog. Both competitors lay on the mat, each of them crawling towards their corner looking for a Tag.

Falcoon - Who is going to make it first?

Kissens - They're dead even.

Dunn - I knew this tournament would give us some interesting match ups.

Falcoon - There is no doubt about that.

Lopes dives, tagging in Specter who heads into the ring with a full head of steam. Vacant dives and tags in Valtiel who steps into the ring. Specter and Valtiel stand toe to toe, staring each other up and down again before sending blazing fists of fury in each others direction. Neither man flinches as each closed fist finds its mark. Specter changes it up and nails a european uppercut, followed by a clothesline attempt which only stumbles Valtiel. Valtiel attempts a clothesline of his own, but Specter ducks and grabs a hold of his arm, taking him down with a quick hip toss. Specter rolls up to his feet as Valtiel is barely phased and pushes himself up rather quickly. He rushes Specter and pushes him back first into a neutral corner. Valtiel nails Specter with three hard shoulder charges that send shockwaves of pain up and down the spine of Specter. Valtiel backs off and staggers into the middle of the ring. When he turns around, he narrowily ducks a double armed clothesline attempt from Specter. Once he ducks, he lifts Specter up onto his shoulders. He throws Specter and nails The Gallows Fall, an F-5, on him right in the center of the ring. The fans get excited and drown out the announcers who try to speak as Valtiel covers Specter...1...2...thr-- broken up by Ray Lopes who stomps the back of Valtiel's head.

Falcoon - God that was a close call.

Both men lay on their backs gasping for air. They both slowly begin pushing themselves up to their feet, unaware of their surroundings and where their opponents are. Valtiel pushes himself up to one knee, holding his head while Specter is gasping for air with his arm draped across his chest as he kneels on both knees. Valtiel reaches up with his left arm and grabs a hold of the ropes and begins hoisting himself up to his feet while Specter places both of his palms firmly on the mat and begins pushing himself up to his feet. Valtiel stands, gains his senses and glances to his partners. He then looks at Specter who is wobbling around on his unsteady legs. Valtiel crouches and waits for Specter to turn around. As soon as Specter stumbles into a position facing Valtiel, he charges and swings his right arm outwards for a clothesline. At the last second Specter hooks Valtiel's arm and locks it behind his back. He locks him in a cross face chicken wing, then follows it up with a front leg sweep driving Valtiel's face right into the mat.

Dunn - Prank Masturbation!

Kissens - What!

Dunn - That's the name of that move! I've been doing my research!

Both competitors lay on the mat, gasping for air as their teammates cheer them on. They begin crawling to their corners, with neither of them moving particularly fast. Specter reaches out, but is still too far from his corner while Valtiel continues to move towards his corner. All four competitors on the outside have their arms extended in, looking for the tag. Specter is the first to tag out, as he tags in Ray Lopes. He gets into the ring but Valtiel is able to drive at the last second and tag in Moxie. The fans roar as she enters the ring and nails Ray immediately with a dropkick. Lopes hops right back up, only to be taken down by another dropkick. He somersaults up and this time is able to sidestep Moxie's dropkick and let's her collapse to the mat. He grabs a hold of her hair and drags her back to her feet. He brings a sharp knee up into the stomach of Moxie before hooking her in a front face lock, he tosses her arm over his head and he lifts her straight up into the air. Moxie kicks her legs and is able to float over and land on her feet. She grabs Ray in a reverse waist lock and rushes forward, pushing him up against the ropes. He holds onto them tight and Moxie somersaults backwards. Moxie runs forward as soon as she stands, avoiding a spin kick from Lopes and bouncing off the opposite set of ropes. When she comes back she leaps into the air for a cross body block, but he catches her easily. He goes to toss her over his head, but she spins in mid air and lands on her feet. Lopes turns around and receives a kick in the gut. Moxie grabs a hold of his head in a Stunner position but instead she flips over backwards and nails a float over inverted DDT.

Kissens - Tickled Pink!

Falcoon - Just like that!

Moxie quickly covers Lopes...1...2...3!

Dunn - NO!

Falcoon - Lopes had his foot on the ropes!

The referee waives off the pinfall and doesn't call for the bell. The match continues as Moxie looks incredibly frustrated. The fans are applauding the show as Moxie slowly pushes herself up to her feet and she drags Lopes to his feet. She grabs him around the head in a side headlock and drags him towards her corner, where with her free hand she motions Vacant to go up top. He springboards onto the top rope and Moxie pulls Ray's arm back to expose his ribs. Vacant jumps off, nailing a missle dropkick to the midsection of Ray Lopes. With the impact, Moxie rolls Lopes backwards into a crucifix pin position. The referee slides into place...1...2...kickout!

Kissens - Great teamwork by Team Moxie!

Dunn - Gonna need more than that to get a win though.

Falcoon - I'm not sure. This match has gone on for a while.

Moxie stands up, walking back to her corner and tagging in Vacant. He hops into the ring and runs across, nailing a flying cross body on Jackson which throws him backwards onto the steel platform. Specter smiles as Jackson looks hurt and Vacant rears back, unleashing a hard elbow right to the jaw of Specter who looks almost stunned as a drop of blood trickles down from his lips.

Dunn - Vacant is making a statement.

Vacant turns around only to be rolled into a small package by Ray Lopes.

Kissens - Big mistake!

Falcoon - Look! Both of their shoulders are down!

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

Dunn - Who won?!

All the competitors on the outside enter the ring and begin to argue with the referee. Vacant and Lopes look exhausted on the mat, gasping for air while a second referee runs down the ramp to talk with the original. They begin to argue as they leave the ringside area.

Missy Janson - The winners of this match and moving on to the Finals of the Three Man Tag Team Tournament...Uh...

The fans applaud all the competitors, even though no one is informed who moves on.

- - LIVE! HOUR THREE! - -

Falcoon - Folks...We have no clue what just happened there.

Dunn - And we are already going to have the next semifinal soon.

Kissens - Not that quick...

The ring technicians begin to break down the steel platforms around the ring.

Kissens - They just started to break down the platforms, so we have a little while.

We cut backstage where we see Chase Johnson running around backstage. Garrett Greene approaches him from the side.

Garrett Greene - CJ! What do you have to say about what just happened?

Prez CJ - You're going to have to wait for my decision until before the match. I may just cancel the whole fucking thing!

Garrett Greene - But why?

CJ stops and turns around.

Prez CJ - It has been a rough week here Garrett. I've put my heart and soul into this event specificially, and I have taken care of the OWF like it is my child. Yet, I get screwed again and again and again. In all fairness, I get warned by people on who I should and shouldn't offer an OWF contract. I let my pride get the best of me. Those Quarterfinal Matches? They were all a damn joke because of mistakes I made. Now I know why DK is how he is.

Garrett Greene - What does that mean?

Prez CJ - Scott Kidd is known all over the world for how many people he has screwed -- but has anybody stopped to think for one second how many people screwed Scott Kidd? How many people made promises, and signed contracts, only to put in minimal no effort or no effort at all. Everyone is quick to say DK screwed the OWF, well that's not the case. The OWF screwed the OWF, and it seems to be happening once again. I'm tired of the excuses of prior engagements. The truth is, no matter what, you abandoned your word that you gave to everybody who ever gave a shit about you on OWF Television. Consider it what you will, because I smelled horseshit from the second anyone signed on the dotted line. I had a plan ready to go incase I'd end up with a bunch of empty suits. And that's what you've seen tonight. These people want to be entertained and I'm giving it to them. Now if you'll excuse me.

CJ brushes by Garrett quickly. The cameras cut back to the ringside area.

Around the outside of the ring, tables, ladders and chairs are scattered along the floor. The cameras pan around the ring to show exactly how many items are actually in play. The cameras quickly cut to the announcers booth while Missy Janson pushes herself out of her seat and begins to head towards the ring for introductions.

Falcoon - My favorite kind of match...Tables, Ladders and Chairs.

Kissens - This is going to get violent.

Missy steps through the ropes and into the center of the ring, bringing a microphone up to her lips.

Missy Janson - The following match up is the last Semfinal for the Three Man Tag Team Tournament...It is a Tables, Ladders and Chairs Elimination Match. The only way to win is for one team to eliminate all of the other members of the team. You can only score eliminations by pinfall or submission.

The fans cheer loudly as she pauses briefly.

Missy Janson - Coming to the ring first, the first two members of the first time...The Gangster's Disciples...Thug 1 and Thug 2!

Falcoon - These newcomers have won the Tag Team Titles in their first match, beat the former tag champions again in a three man tag match...I'd say they are on quite the impressive streak.

Dunn - Indeed.

The two men get onto the apron and step over the top rope, discarding their tag titles as they begin to stretch out in preparation of the match. Their music slowly fades out.