6/13 Wednesday Night Assault Results (27)

[Danny Vice]

BOOM! Huge pyrotechnics explode inside the Thompson-Boling Arena in Knoxville while "Liar Liar" by The Used blasts through the speakers. The cameras cut right into Josh Harter and Phil Brooks in front of a packed house. Everyone is excited as the United States and Ultimate Titles are both on the line tonight.

Phil Brooks: Wow, we haven't had a welcome like that in sometime. Welcome to another exciting edition of Assault! Tonight is going to be one hell of a night. It's Ryder and Darkness for the U.S. Title AND Crimson Pfeiffer v. Triple X for the Ultimate Title. We hope to also hear more on the new "EPW" stable in our second edition of "Welcome to Venus" with our current Commissioner, Nikki Venus.

Josh Harter: Oh yes, it's going to be wild. Let's not forget about the debut of Shane O'Riley as he faces off with Anthony Clark, or our TWO big tag matches.

Phil Brooks: Yes, the first of them is Rick Mad and his Vindication opponent Bishop facing off with the team of JW McCammon and Joe Ragnal.

Josh Harter: Then our ever important main event. T-Money. Thunder. Skyler Striker. Jamal Carter. Multiple titles there, multiple stories. WOW!

Phil Brooks: Let's get this action started with our ULTIMATE TITLE match-up!

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Ultimate Title Match
Triple X (c) v. Crimson Pfeiffer

Michelle Madison: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Aberdeen, Scotland, weighing in at 225 pounds….The Crimson Pfeiffer!

The entire arena is filled with the sound of strumming bagpipes, a fast melody is played with a dozen of bagpipes. The ring and ramp are being lit up by dark and light red lights. The screen's first image is displayed as a red celtic looking:

CRIMSON PFEIFFER

Pfeiffer storms out of the stage, the crowd immediately starts going nuts. Flashes of camera lights are flickering in the dark rafters. Pfeiffer's energy is felt throughout the entire arena. He throws his arms in the air and starts doing circles down the ramp, pyros and fireworks start going off in a planned fashion.

Pfeiffer rolls into the ring and jumps on the closest turnbuckle and throws his arms up and his hands into the devil sign. He seems to be yelling at the crowd but not angry like, more just to expel energy at the crowd. He jumps back down and starts to march about the ring until his opponent is ready.

Michelle Madison: And his opponent, from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 250 pounds….he is the GWC Ultimate Champion….Triple X!

"And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti."

The power goes out completely,the arena fills with smoke and flashes of camera light. A platform rises from below the stage and on it is a man, head down and with a hood on covering his face. The prayer finishes and the static hits and with that comes a feeble light upon the man.

"She never looked so good
And I never felt so right"

The light becomes bright upon the man and the man lifts his head and extends his arms outward and starts to tilt his head back...when the screaming starts Tiple X's hood has fallen back and he keeps his head backwards with his arms extended.

"I can see her now
Dancing around her drink in hand
All her baggage in tow
I just want to forget and let go
Of all the joy, the pain
I took your guilt and placed it into me
And now I kiss it goodbye
Our last dance ended fatally"

The words began to hit the PA system and Triple X lifts his head to a normal postion and drops his extended arms while gazing and smirking at the crowd. He begins his descend down the ramp.

"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"


Triple X smirks as he walks cocky down the ramp, stopping just to box at the air and make an "X" with his forearms. He climbs the ring apron and extends his arms again and tilt his head back.

"There she goes again
Another masquerade in false circumstance
She'll f**k you just for the taste
I just wish that I could replace
All the memories of what makes my blood run cold
As your blood runs through me
I say goodbye to what we had"

Triple X raises his head again and and drops his arms to get in the ring. He gets on the ring post and in sign language he spells "cXf" and points to himself.

"Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
Baby you just died (You just died)
Who's sleeping on my side of the bed tonight?
have you ever cried so hard?
have you ever cried so hard?"

Triple X drops from the turnbuckle and hangs on the ropes waiting for his opponent.

Josh Harter- This should be one hell of a match, especially since it is under hardcore rules.

The bell rings, and the two men stand in each others faces, yelling at one another. Triple X steps back, and exits the ring, grabbing a chair. Crimson follows his lead, and grabs a kendo stick from underneath the ring. They slide back in, and get right up in each others faces.

Phil Brooks- These two men aren’t wasting any time in getting weapons involved.

The two men exchange heated words, and Triple X shoves Crimson back into the corner. Crimson bounces back and swings the kendo stick at Triple X, but TX is able to duck. He responds with a chair swing, which Crimson is able to avoid. He swings the stick once more, but X is able to deflect it with the chair.

Josh Harter- Uh oh, it doesn’t look good for Crimson.

A sick grin creeps across X’s face, as he cocks the chair back. As he goes to swing it, Crimson pokes him square in the chest. TX drops the chair, and falls to the canvas. Crimson smiles, and falls onto him for the cover.

Phil Brooks- What the hell? Did Triple X just pull a Kevin Nash?

Josh Harter- I think he did. That looked like the dreaded “Finger Poke of Doom”.

The ref begins to count. One…..Two…..Three. The bell is rung, and both men jump up to their feet. As they embrace, the sounds of “Knights of Cydonia” hits the speakers.

“No-one's going to take me alive
The time has come to make things right
You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive”

Out walks Nikki Venus, Felipe Salarose, and The Disciple. They make their way down the ramp, and into the ring, where they join Triple X and Crimson in celebration. Nikki walks over and demands a microphone.

Nikki Venus- Like I said before, I am here to usher in the new era of GWC, and this is the beginning. These four men you see before you, are the revolution that this place needs. These guys are here to show what true stars look like.

Triple X- Now, I’m sure that most of you are wondering why I let Crimson beat me for the title that I just recently won. Well, I have to say, that finger poke was one of the most brutal things I have ever felt in my life. This guy, he is just strong. If he poked you, I’m sure you would drop too. The thing is, now that I no longer have that title, I can focus on helping Nikki here make GWC into what it deserves. EPW is here to stay, and everyone better get used to it.

The Disciple- Come Vindication, you will see what we are all truly capable of. Crimson here will take out Mr. “Money in the Bank” McCammon, Felipe will once again dominate that little English piece of shit Royale, and I will be taking back MY Television title. Xavier, the only reason you won it, was the fact that I let Joe Ragnal distract me ever so slightly. At Vindication, be prepared, because you will be put in a world of pain. By the way, Joe….there won’t be anything FUN about this match.

Felipe Salarose- What you guys in the back fail to realize, is that you are looking at the epitome of perfection. None of you guys can compare to the talent that EPW has. As a matter of fact, don’t get used to just seeing us, because we have some friends on their way, and they can’t wait to kick some ass.

Crimson Pfeiffer- Right now, you are looking at the definition of dominance. We are EPW, and we cannot be stopped. If you stand in our way, you will fall, plain and simple.

Their music hits the speakers once again, and they all make their way out of the ring, and up the ramp. As they leave, the fans begin to pelt them with debris. A bottle hits Crimson in the head, and he immediately drops his title and charges at the fan that shot it. He jumps over the barrier, and confronts the man. The man spits on his face, and is immediately hit with a vicious right hook, sending him crumpling to the floor. The rest of the EPW stars rush over and grab Crimson, pulling him back over the barrier. The camera man follows them backstage, where they all stop.

Nikki Venus- Well, that went pretty much as expected, other than the fact that Crimson will most likely get sued by that fan.

Crimson- Well, what was I supposed to do? First, he hits me with a bottle, then spits in my face. He deserved it.

Nikki Venus- Forget about that, there are more important things. Felipe, Zak, you both told me that you had people coming, and they haven’t shown yet.

The Disciple- Take it easy sweet cheeks, I am a man of my word, and so is Felipe. They will show up when the time is right.

Nikki Venus- First off, never call me sweet cheeks again. Second off, I want them here as soon as possible. I know Danny won’t be happy with what went on here, and we will have hell to pay.

Crimson- I can’t wait. Who can he throw at us? T-Money? Thunder? Cross? All of them will be done quicker than Todd Quality with a woman.

Nikki- Who the f**k is Todd….never mind, just make sure that you guys are ready.

Felipe- We are perfection, we are greatness, and we are damn sure ready.

[Danny Vice]

Lexington "The Poet" Royale Segment

We head backstage where Tim Ryan has an uncharacteristically sombre Lexington "The Poet" Royale ready for an interview.

Ryan - "Hello fans. Tim Ryan here with one half of England's Finest Connection. Mr. Royale, how does it make you feel to lose the Global Wrestling Coalition Tag Team Championship after nearly three months of being THE tag team division here in the GWC?"

Royale - "How does it feel? You dare ask me such an inane question? Suffice it to say, the Artful Avenger is pissed. CXF and that harlot Nikki Venus will pay for their transgressions. And it starts next week at Vindication when I get my hands on Felipe Salarose."

Ryan - "May I ask where your tag team partner is tonight? Of course I'm talking about Stephen "The Genius" Grace."

Royale - "Perhaps you have yet to hear the news. Unfortunately, the repeated injuries sufferred at the hands of CXF have left Mr. Grace with no other choice but to retire from the great sport of wrestling. While I will still have Reginald Churchill at my side, the end of an era is upon us. England's Finest Connection is no more. All that is left now is Lexington Royale."

Ryan - "That is certainly very sad news and we all wish your now former tag team partner the best in his life away from the ring. Does this mean you will not be getting a return match to try and win back the tag team titles?"

Royale - "All it means is that right now, my main focus is on next week and the so-called 'Gift From The Gods'. At Vindication, I will have my revenge. I am dedicating this match to my fallen friend, Stephen Grace. Be warned, Mr. Salarose. Because hell hath no fury...like an Englishman scorned."

The Poet walks off camera, leaving Tim Ryan alone to sign off.

Ryan - "There you have it folks. Harsh words from a troubled man. Back to you at ringside."

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Shane O'Riley v. Anthony Clark

Shane O'Riley is already inside of the ring when Michelle steps out to introduce his opponent.

Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, from Pomona, California...ANTHONY CLARK!

The bell rings and Clark immediately charges at O'Riley, who drops to the mat and brings Clark down with a drop toe hold. O'Riley stays on the mat and rolls around to grab Clark’s head in a front headlock. Clark uses his strength to get to his knees and O'Riley gets to his feet, punches Clark a couple of times on the back of the head then releases his hold and runs off the ropes and back into Clark with a clothesline. Clark gets straight back up and O'Riley aims a stiff kick to Clark’s gut, but Clark catches his leg and kicks O'Riley’s standing leg away from him. O'Riley falls to the mat and Clark tries a quick cover. One-Kickout!

Phil Brooks: Some fast paced action here.

Josh Harter: As if he’s going to pin him that quick.

Clark gets to his feet and grabs O'Riley with him, but O'Riley tries to fight back with a hard right hand. However, Clark ducks underneath it grabs O'Riley’s waist, lifts him high into the air and drops him with a German Suplex! He covers again. One-Kickout! Clark turns on top of O'Riley and mounts him in MMA style, then begins hammering away at his face. O'Riley keeps a tight guard with his hands over his face to avoid as much contact as he can, until suddenly Clark stops and gives O'Riley a moment to push Clark off of him. O'Riley gets to his feet and Clark whips him off the ropes, but O'Riley comes back with a spinning wheel kick! O'Riley covers this time. One-Kickout!

O'Riley gets up and waits for Clark to rise, then throws him into the corner. He follows him over and delivers a few stiff chops to Clark’s chest which echo around the arena. O'Riley then knees Clark in the gut and lifts him to the top turnbuckle. O'Riley climbs to the top too and Clark tries to punch O'Riley as both men hold on to each other. O'Riley blocks and grabs Clark’s head under his arm, then throws Clark’s arm over his own head. O'Riley shouts into the crowd who boo furiously, and then O'Riley lifts Clark vertically above his head and leaps off the turnbuckle with an awesome superplex!

Phil Brooks: That’s the O'Riley of old!

Josh Harter: O'Riley of old? This is his debut here.

Phil Brooks: So...

Josh Harter: Whatever.

Clark grabs his back in pain on the mat as O'Riley gets back up and once again climbs the top turnbuckle. He stands up, keeping his balance until Clark gets back up himself. As he turns around to the corner where O'Riley is, O'Riley jumps through the air and connects with a missile dropkick! He hooks the leg of Clark, One-Two-Kickout! O'Riley gets back to his feet and looks down at Clark who lays on the mat. O'Riley runs towards the ropes and jumps to the top one, bounces off it and lands on top of Clark with a springboard shooting star press! O'Riley covers Clark again: One-Two-Clark kicks out again!

Josh Harter: That was a close one.

Phil Brooks: That it was, great athleticism from O'Riley.

O'Riley gets up and shakes his head at the referee, giving Clark time to get to his feet. Clark rises and punches an un-expecting O'Riley in the back of the head, trying to gain some momentum for himself. O'Riley turns around to face Clark and Clark kicks him at the side of his knee, forcing O'Riley to drop to one knee. Clark runs off the ropes and dropkicks the kneeling O'Riley in the face, with O'Riley falling to the mat from the move. Clark turns O'Riley onto his front and grabs his arm behind his back into a hammerlock, lying on top of O'Riley’s back himself for leverage. O'Riley shouts in pain a little but stops every time the referee approaches to check on him. O'Riley uses his other arm to stretch out and grab the ropes, and the referee begins his five count to break the hold. One, Two, Three, Four, Clark lets go of O'Riley’s arm and gets to his feet.

He stomps away on the back of O'Riley’s head, gradually wearing O'Riley down bit by bit. He grabs the hair of O'Riley and lifts him to his feet, but O'Riley nails Clark in the gut and runs off the ropes. However, as he runs back towards him, Clark leaps into the air and takes O'Riley down with a hurricanrana, then keeps his legs around the head of O'Riley while they land on the mat and positions himself to squeeze tight in a head scissors.

Phil Brooks: This is great work from Clark, moving from move to move.

O'Riley’s face goes red in the hold as he uses his hands to try and loosen the grip of Clark’s legs. Clark eventually lets go himself and gets to his feet, smiling at himself as O'Riley seems to have lost a lot of air and looks a little worn-down. Clark picks O'Riley to his feet once more and whips him into the ropes, bending over for a back body drop. As O'Riley reaches Clark again, he doesn’t get back body dropped, instead he stops just in front of Clark and kicks him in the face! Clark staggers back on to the ropes and O'Riley chops him in the chest. O'Riley then moves back away from Clark to regain some of his energy as the crowd boo the fact that he is back on his feet, and O'Riley then runs towards Clark with a Yakuza Kick! However, Clark ducks underneath it and lifts O'Riley over the top rope and hard to the mat below!

Phil Brooks: Good reactions from Clark there, who has shown he knows how to wear out an opponent in no time.

Josh Harter: Ok, I admit it, I only put money on O'Riley because the odds were good.

Clark realizes that he has the upper hand now and climbs to the top rope as O'Riley gets up quickly on the outside to ensure that he isn’t going to be beaten by a referee’s count. However, as he does, Clark dives towards him with a corkscrew dive off the top rope! Both men crash to the mat as the Tokyo crowd rise to their feat. The referee begins the 10 count from the ring. One. Two. Three. Clark gets to his rolls inside the ring and then back out to break the count. O'Riley is still down and Clark pulls him up, with O'Riley sagging on him. Clark manages to stand O'Riley up and grabs his waist, then lifts him into the air and down onto the steel steps with a release German suplex! O'Riley hits the steps back first with a thud and lets out a groan as Clark is quick to get him back into the ring. Clark rolls him into the ring and follows him in. He thinks about the pin for a second and then changes his mind, throwing a dazed O'Riley into the corner. O'Riley is lifeless as Clark goes to the other corner, then runs at O'Riley and connects with Man of the Hour! The crowd are on their feet as O'Riley collapses to the mat. Clark wastes no time in hooking the near leg of O'Riley! One! Two! Thr-No! O'Riley gets his far leg on the bottom rope!

Phil Brooks: I don’t believe it, O'Riley’s ring awareness is second to none.

Josh Harter: That should have been the end there Phil, but never count out O'Riley.

Phil Brooks: Clark just failed to drag him away from the ropes after hitting that move in the corner.

Clark sits up and smacks his fist off of the ring with anger. The crowd are silenced by O'Riley getting his foot on the rope, and Clark grabs him to his feet again in anger. O'Riley still doesn’t appear to know where he is and Clark lifts him off his feet in a spine buster position, but O'Riley manages to get his arm around the head of Clark and reverse it into a DDT! Both men lie on the mat breathing heavy as O'Riley throws his hand over Clark, using his reserves. The referee counts. One, Two, Clark kicks out! O'Riley grabs the ropes and uses them to help lift himself back to his feet as Clark begins to stir also.

O'Riley uses all he has to spear Clark in to the corner, then begins punching away on Clark’s face. O'Riley backs off for a moment to taunt the crowd, and Clark sees his chance to go for another hurricanrana. He gets his legs on top of O'Riley’s shoulders, but O'Riley blocks the move and places his legs in front of Clark’s arms! O'Riley then jumps into the air and tries to nail Clark with the The Darkness Falls, but Clark kicks out of it, back dropping O'Riley to the mat. Clark screams at him now, proclaiming it's over now, waiting for the kill it seems as O'Rilet gets up. Clark ends up grabbing him, and nails the Over the Top Conspiracy. He falls on O'Riley, he pins him.

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Phil Brooks: And Anthony Clark beats the newcomer.

Josh Harter: Congrats to him on finally getting his first win.

Phil Brooks: What? You put money on O'Riley.

Josh Harter: Yeah, great...next match is up.

Phil Brooks: No, it's time for Ms. Venus.

Josh Harter: I love her! EPW! EPW! EPW!

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Welcome to Venus segment

"Cloud Nine" by Evanescence hits the speakers as the crowd booes loudly. Nikki Venus appears to a wall of a smoke and heads down to the ring. Her scandalous outfit starts of howling and whistling from all red-blooded men in the audience.

Josh Harter: Everytime I see her I fall in a love a little more.

Phil Brooks: That's ironic, because everytime I see her, I die a little more on the inside.

Nikki grabs a microphone and addresses the rowdy crowd.

Nikki Venus: Peons and peasants, silence in the presence of your majestic leader.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Nikki Venus: Tonight I am here to interview a very special guest. As you all saw earlier tonight, WE in the EPW have graciously extended a welcoming hand to the new Ultimate Champion, Crimson Pfeiffer.

Crowd: Booooooooo!

Nikki Venus: And as you all know his match at Vindication is going to be a historical turning point where finally the GWC will change into the creative dream I always imagined it to be. When he defeats...no...when he demolishes...no...when he DESTROYS J.W. McCammon.

The crowd pops to the Mercenary's menion.

Phil Brooks: This crowd certainly loves Mr. Money-in-the-Bank!

Josh Harter: This crowd needs to get their heads examined.

Nikki Venus: J.W. McCammon is nothing drastically significant. If anything, he is merely a stepping stone to the more glorious and memorable stages as we re-create the GWC in MY image. That is why, I have decided that the match at Vindication will in fact be for McCammon's title shot.

Crowd: Booooooooo!

Phil Brooks: She has no right, she's abusing her authoritative powers to benefit her cult of goons!

Nikki Venus: And AFTER Crimson wins, he will have the opportunity of a lifetime to become the next GWC World Heavyweight...

The arena goes black and "Bite The Bullet" by Machine Head starts to play as dark blue strobe lights hit and the crowd starts to buzz. The crowd erupts as JW McCammon walks out onto the stage with his black leather jacket and dark shades on. He pause for a minute on the stage and stares at the crowd and then raises his arms to the air as the crowd pops. McCammon starts heading to the ring, slapping fans’ hands along the way. He carries the MITB briefcase and a microphone with him. After entering the ring, he walks over to Nikki, removes his sunglasses, and responds.

JW McCammon: I think I have seen you before, Nikki, but I can’t remember where though maybe it will come to me later on. But there is one thing I will tell you...there is no f**k**g chance MY title shot is ever going to be in YOUR hands.

Nikki Venus: Be that as it may, Crimson...

JW McCammon You know what I just remembered where I have seen you before… you were in that music video by Carrie Underwood…you where the bathroom hoe! Yeah that was definitely you… those fake boobs, and that lazy eye!

Crowd: SLUT! SLUT! SLUT! SLUT! SLUT!

JW McCammon: So I have a proposal for you, and not the kind you're used to getting. At least not at this time of night! I will gladly put up my title shot at Vindication, as long as Pfeiffer puts up his Ultimate Title. And also it will be a Hardcore Submission Match!!!

The crowd roars.

Phil Brooks: Money-In-The-Bank against the Ultimate Title! It's a dream match!

Josh Harter: A dream hardcore submission match! And just one week away!

Nikki Venus: That's fine, because after tonight, there won't be left of you for Crimson to rip apart. BOYS!

Out of the crowd comes Triple X, Crimson Pfeiffer, and the tag team champions, CXF all leap the barrier with weapons in hand. McCammon attempts to fight them off, but eventually succumbs to a stomping and beating in the center of the ring. With McCammon beaten, Crimson Pfeiffer, wearing the Ultimate Title around his waist, lifts the Money-in-the-Bank briefcase over his head to a loud boo from the crowd. The EPW stable then heads to the back, with McCammon lying injured in the ring waiting for this match.

[Danny Vice]

Rick Mad/Bishop v. JW McCammon/Joe Ragnal

Joe Ragnal rushes to the ring to help his partner without even his intro music hitting. Suddenly, "A Guitar and a Heart" hits the speakers.

Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, he is the current Rick Mad Champion...Rick Mad!

About 10 seconds in, green light slowly envelopes the stage, and three seconds after that (as the intro of the song ends and it really begins) green pyro blasts from the stage and the lights come back on. Rick Mad is on the stage with the Rick Mad Title around his waist. He walks to the ring calmly, rolls in, and climbs one turnbuckle. Green pyro blasts from the other three. He then climbs down and hands the Title to the timekeeper.

Michelle Madison: And his partner, from Detroit, Michigan...The Street's Disciple...BISHOP!

Eminem's "Till I Collapse" begins and the arena lights start to strobe red and blue, Bishop emerges from the entrance with towel covering his head (ala Tazz). He walks down the ramp and slides in the ring. Bishop takes the towel off of his head and THROWS it at Mad. It hits him in the face, Mad takes the towel and uses it to polish his title. Mad looks at Bishop with anger in his eye, and Bishop tells him to get on the apron and let him do is job. Mad grabs Bishop on the shoulder and tells him to get out, then Ragnal runs in and Bishop steps aside and Ragnal LEVEL RICK MAD WITH A SPEAR and Bishop steps out of the ring

Josh Harter: I think Rick is gonna start this one

Phil Brooks: Ya' Think?

Ragnal looks over to McCammon, who is still a little dazed, but manages to stand on the apron. Go behind by Ragnal, GErman blocked, Mad peppers Ragnal with elbows, go behind by Mad, GERMAN CONNECTS AND RANGAL IS FOLDED! He pcisk up Ragnal, has him locked, Snap SupleX connects and cover

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Kick Out

Phil Brooks: Mad is looking to end this early

Josh Harter: Why would he do something stupid like that?

Mand picks up Raganl and Irish whips him into the corner, he mounts the turnuckle, going for a 10 punch, he gets to 8 before Ragnal walks forward and POWERBOMBS Mad to the mat, he falls on top of him

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Bishop pulls Raganl off Mad, the ref gets in Bishop's face and he gets back onto the apron. Ragnal gets up and stalks Mad to get up, he does and he goes for the FUN Drop, but Mad overpowers him and takes him with a SICK Spinebuster. Mad falls back into his corner and Bishop SLAPS Mad on the back, signaling a tag and he comes in, Mad with a confused look on his face, but gets out of the ring.

Phil Brooks: I think that was Bishop's way of getting the tag...

Josh Harter: Maybe I should do that to you more often, maybe that'll shut you up more often

Bishop runs full speed at Ragnal and RUNS OVER HIM WITH A BOOT! Bishop falls for a cover,

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KICK OUT!

Bishop shakes his head and lift Ragnal to his feet He lifts him into the air and MILITARY PRESSES RAGNAL OUT OF THE RING!

Phil Brooks: What strength shown by the Street's Disciple!

Bishop looks over to Mad

Bishop: THAT is how you do it!

Bishop slides out of the ring and starts to pepper Ragnal with lefts and rights before whipping him into the steel steps and Ragnal falls down arching his back. Bishop rolls into the ring as does Ragnal, he goes to tag JW, but Bishop stops that by nailing McCammon with an elbow sending im to the floor.

Phil Brooks: What a cheap shot!

Josh Harter: You call it a cheap shot, I call it smart wrestling.

Ragnal pulls himself off and Bishop runs full speed DRIVING HIS KNEES INTO THE BACK OF RAGNAL and Ragnal crumples to the floor, cover:

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FOOT ON THE ROPE

Phil Brooks: Bishop was only a second away from ending this.

Josh Harter: I am only a second from ending you!

Bishop chops Ragnal and tackles Ragnal to the ground and starts to give him the Bum's Rush. The ref pulls Bishop off Ragnal and Bishop starts to run around and runs toward Ragnal looking for a basement dropkick, but Raganl dodges it Bishop crashes to the mat and LIONSAULT CONNECTS! Cover:

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And Bishop THROWS Ragnal off of him Ragnal staggers back and Tag?

Phil Brooks: JW McCammon just tagged himself in

JW steps into the ring, holding his head. Bishop looks at McCammon smile on his face, they look up, McCammon quick go behind GERMAN Hits, he rolls for another one, but Bishop blacks it and drives him into the corner and elbows McCammon in the head and lifts Him up and he gets on the turnbuckle

Phil Brooks: Bishop is looking to hit the Street's Respect!

Josh Harter: And looking to send Ragnal to the Emergency Room

Before he can flips McCammon, tag by Mad and Bishop is PISSED! Bishop hops down and and glares at Mad, who tells him to back off and Bishop pushes Mad back and points at him and steps on the apron, while this was going on, McCaoomon is perched on the top rope, FLYING LARIAT HITS! Cover:

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Kick out by Rick Mad.

Phil Brooks: Almost!

McCammon lifts Mad in the air and drops him in a backbreaker, but he stumbles a bit

Josh Harter: Great, becuase of his stpid pride, McCammon almost took himself out!

Phil Brooks: STUPID!

Josh Harter: That is what I said, did I studder?!

And tag Ragnal back in the match, Raganl leaps to the top rope and goes off, SPRINGBOARD DROP..NO! Mad side steps it and Ragnal hits the convas, and he drags him into the middle of the ring gets one, wraps it and goes for the figure four leg lock

Phil Brooks: Shades of Ric Flair

Ragnal is in the ring SCREAMING in pain, he bits his hand to block out some pain, Mad looks at the ref, who is busy checkling on Ragnal, Mad leans back and grabs the bottom rope torquing more pressure on Ragnal Ragnal lets out a loud scream before McCammon stomps on the chest off Mad, Bishop comes in and SPEARS HIM OUT OF THE RING! Mad stalks Ragnal

Ad Mad is looking to put Ragnal out of everyone's misery

Kick to the gut, he has him up, MadPlex connects cover:

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KICK OUT!

Phil Brooks: How the hell did he do that?

Josh Harter: Luck

Ragnal wozzily makes it to his feet, before another kick to the gut, Mad DDT, NO! Ragnal gets out twist the arm and pulls him forward Ragnasteiner hits and he covers but Mad rolls out of the ring to regain some compsure. Ragnal bounces off the ropes an SUICIDE PLANCHA HITS! And the crowd goes nuts

Crowd: RAGNAL! MCCAMMON! RAGNAL! MCCAMMON!!

Ragnal rolls Mad back into the ring. Out of the ring, Bishop throws McCammon into the ring steps but McCammon puts on the breaks and NAILS Bishop with a stiff right, before whipping him into the gaurd rail and Bishop grabs his back, but McCammon spears him into the railing Bishop drops to the floor, but in the ring, Mad has regained controlled and drives his knee into the face of Ragnal, before bouncing off the rope and BOOTS Ragnal in the face he spins and falls to the mat.

Phil Brooks: Beggining of the end...

Mad has a cocky grin on his face as he lifts Ragnal to his feet kick to the gut and Mad DDT hits and Ragnal is out, but McCammon stops the pin attemp, by hitting his multiple German suplexes! McCammon gets up and gets the crowd amped. He lifts Mad over his shoulder and MCCAMMON DRIVER HITS!

Josh Harter: Holy Crap! He just drilled him!

Phil Brooks: And he is not done, he is going for the Lock-On! And there it is!

He cranks the pressure and Mad struggles to get to the ropes and McCammon just torques more pressure, mad falls to his stomach and lfts his hand to tap, then BISHOP DRILLS MCCAMMON WITH THE HOLLOW POINT SUPERKICK! And McCammon falls down, eyes glazed now

Phil Brooks: Oh My God! McCammon is out cold!

Josh Harter: You see! STUPID!

Bishop lifts Raganl off the mat and gets him in position and BETRAYAL CONNECTS! Bishop taunts the crowd as he steps out of the ring and Mad covers Ragnal.

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2...

3...

Michelle Madison: And your winners of this match: RICK MAD AND BISHOP!

The crowd boos this as the ref hands Mad his Rick Mad Championship and raises his hand, Bishop rolls in, a msile on his face, and extends it to Mad. Mad, forgetting about Bishop's past, shakes his hand, Bishop's smile vanishes and he lifts him into the air and DRILLS him with The Betrayal. Bishop stands over Mad, the crowd mixed with cheers and boos and Bishop stands over Mad, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a chess piece, a Bishop, and places it beside Mad

Bishop: Checkmate! Bitch!

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Lost and Found Segment

"This Is The New Sh*t" by Marliyn Manson starts playing as the lights start flashing while "The Lost and Found" logo starts flashing on the tron. When the line "Are ya motherf*cking ready for the new sh*t!" hits, the lights and logo stop flashing and both Sullivan and Walters stands with a Singapore cane in one hand and a trash can full of weapons in the other, posing similar to The Sandman on both sides of the stage. They walk to the ring and throw the trash cans in the ring. Sullivan sits in one corner with his sadistic smile and Walters looks all around the arena.

Phil Brooks: Is this…Icon Corp.?

Josh Harter: It sort of looks like them.

Ryder starts to walk down at about this time. Walters asks for a microphone.

Walters: Everyone, gaze upon the sight of the NEW Icon Corp.! Actually no, the Icon Corp. you once knew is DEAD! Dead and gone! We are something bigger and better than Icon Corp. ever could have been.

Ryder: It's very simple. While the Icon Corp was a formidable team, they just could not quite get over that proverbial hump. I saw two men who were in need of guidance. And the Unholy Warrior provided it.

Walters: Just like Ryder told us, we had to make our weaknesses our strengths! Take me for example. I blamed everything in life on everyone else, now I take responsibility for everything. Plus, I always got so distracted before. Now, I am aware of not just what is going on in the ring, but everywhere in this very arena. And Sullivan here, he used to hate pain. Now, let’s do a demonstration…

Walters puts down the mic, Sullivan sits up, and gets hit by several shots with Walters’s Singapore cane. Sullivan looks like he likes it and asks for more.

Ryder: When you do not fear your own pain, imagine what you can do to someone else. The Affliction spreads further.

Ms. Adkins starts running down to the ring. She gets straight in Ryder’s face with a mic.

Ms. Adkins: Who the hell do you think you are?! What have you done to my boys?!

Ryder: I've taken them and made them better. Faster. Stronger. You were nothing but a pathetic distraction. A two bit whore who was only out for herself. So why don't you do me a favor? Head to the back and find someone else to get on your knees for.

She slaps Ryder really hard across the face. But before he can retaliate, Sullivan gets in front of him and stares him down.

Phil Brooks: I think Sullivan might defend his old girlfriend!

Josh Harter: He better not screw up such a good deal like this!

Sullivan: Allow me Ryder.

Sullivan strikes Adkins in the head with his cane!

Phil Brooks: What the hell?

Josh Harter: Well, violence against women isn’t right, but she asked for it!

Phil Brooks: Why you son of a…!

Josh Harter: Now, now, this is a family show.

Back in the ring, Sullivan picks up Adkins for his Muscle Buster as Walters goes to the top rope. Right before Sullivan drops down to the mat, Walters jumps off with a Twisting Senton Splash. Walters picks up the mic.

Walters: Everyone in GWC…will see the light, for we are…the Lost and Found.

Ryder: The Affliction is stronger than ever. It is still poised to spread throughout this feeble coalition. Prepare for the arrival of a hell from which there is no return. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done. Thus says Ryder.

The Lost and Found with Ryder walk out of the ring and go to the back as EMT’s tend to Ms. Adkins.

[Danny Vice]

US Title Match
Ryder (c) v. Darkness

Josh Harter: Everyone sit down and shut up! I believe it is time for the GWC United States Championship match with GWC’s Unholy Warrior, The Sum of All Fears, the single most successful champion in GWC, Ryder!

Phil Brooks: Sure.

Smoke fills the ringside area and "Kingdom Come" by Godflesh begins to play as we see a shadowy figure emerge from the curtain. Dressed in a chain mail sleeveless shirt, black jeans, and a pair of black boots with his US title around his waist, Ryder makes his way to the ring. He slides under the bottom rope, stands, and sticks both fists straight out to his sides as he tilts his head back and looks to the rafters.

Michelle Madison: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, in the ring, weighing in at 245 lbs., he is the GWC United States Champion, Ryder!

Ryder then goes to a near corner of the ring and sits against the bottom turnbuckle as the music fades and the lights turn back on. He relaxes for a moment as his music dies down. Ryder stands and takes off his US title from around his waist. The crowd boos him but he taunts them by saying he is the next GWC World Champion.

Josh Harter: Phil, I say that we both shut up for the rest of this match so we can see this great man at work!

Phil Brooks: Well if you shut up that’s fine with me.

"Torch" by DZK blasts through the arena as Darkness walks down the ramp in his long black trench coat. Smoke sprays out from the ramp as he walks down it. He stops before getting in the ring and looks to the crowd.

Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, from New York City, weighing in at 223 lbs., Darkness!

He acknowledges them before taking his coat off, throwing it to the ring attendant and rolling into the ring. Darkness steps back slowly into his corner staring down Ryder. The ref holds up the US title belt, hands it to the time keeper and asks for the bell. The bell rings and Ryder charges out of the corner and decks Darkness with a clothesline. Darkness hits the mat hard and Ryder follows up with continuous mounted punches. The referee pulls Ryder off of Darkness and tells him to watch his punches.

Phil Brooks: What kind of a champion is that?

Josh Harter: A smart one.

Ryder pulls Darkness to his feet and hits a quick swinging neckbreaker and goes for a pin.

1.……….
2.…………………

Darkness gets his shoulder up off the mat, kicking out at 2.

Ryder goes back on the attack quickly and locks a headlock in on Darkness. Darkness struggles and eventually gets free. Darkness tries to nail a clothesline of his own but Ryder dodges it and hits a reverse backbreaker on Darkness. Ryder goes for another pin on Darkness.

1.…………..
2.…………………….

Darkness kicks out at 2.

Phil Brooks: The champ trying to get this one over quickly.

Ryder stomps on Darkness keeping him down then makes his way to a near turnbuckle. Ryder climbs the turnbuckle, and unfamiliar place for him, and leaps for a big splash. It connects! He makes the cover.

1...

2...

Kickout from Darkness.

Ryder: Dammit Darkness. Stop this fighting and join me and Affliction!

Ryder pulls Darkness to his feet and looks to hit the Last Ryde, but Darkness blocks it and hits a spear. Both men are down as the referee begins his count.

1...

2...

3...

4...

5...

6...

7...

8...Darkness rises to a knee.

9...Darkness is up. He pulls Ryder up to his feet and plants him with a brainbuster. Hooks the leg.

1...

2...

Kickout by Ryder. Darkness is frustrated and tired from the earlier beating. He whips Ryder into the ropes and hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Into another cover.

1...

2...

Kickout.

Phil Brooks: Twice now Darkness almost became our new United States Champ!

Darkness now pulls Ryder to his feet and is looking for his finisher. He lifts Ryder for It Came From the Darkness, but Ryder reverses and hits Darkness own finisher on him!

Josh Harter: What a move! That's why he's the next World Champion!

Ryder makes the cover.

1...

2...

3! No! Kickout by Darkness. The crowd erupts in cheers. Ryder is beside himself and screaming at the referee. He walks back over to Darkness who quickly rolls him into small package.

1...

2...

Kickout. Both men up quickly as Ryder is able to plant a big boot on Darkness. Ryder signals to the crowd the match is finished as the boo loudly. He pulls Darkness to his feet for The Last Ryde, and looks to hit it off the turnbuckle, but Darkness counters again and shoves Ryder over the top rope to the arena floor below.

Crowd: Darkness! Darkness! Darkness!

Ryder is up slow, and shakes his head. He walks to the announce table and grabs his United States Title off the table and begins to head to the back.

Ryder: I am finished fighting you Darkness. The offer stands, join me and Affliction. Thus says Ryder.

The referee calls for the bell.

Michelle Madison: The winner of this contest by a countout...Darkness!

The crowd booes. "Torch" hits the speakers.

Phil Brooks: Well you can tell by the reaction of this crowd that the title will NOT change hands on a countout. And Darkness looks pissed in the ring.

Josh Harter: Ryder wants Darkness to join him, not fight him.

Phil Brooks: Oh that's bullshit! He was afraid of losing his title and quit on the match, but he keeps it on a technicality. God I hope Darkness gets another chance to get his hands on Ryder.

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Jamal Carter and Skyler Striker segment

Jamal Carter walks down the hallway in the Thomson-Bowling Arena wearing black and silver wrestling tights, black wrestling boots, and a GWC black Vindication t-shirt with the picture of himself and T-Money on it surrounded by a steel cage. Carter scans the doors looking for a particular one. Carter stops in the hall at a door that the camera can’t see. The camera wheels around into view and the name on the door says: Skyler Striker. Carter lets out a heavy sigh and knocks on the door. There is no answer, so Carter knocks again. He rolls his eyes and enters in anyway.

Katie Striker: Good luck in your match tonight, dad!

Skyler smiles and pats his daughter on the head as Carter decides to cut in.

Jamal Carter: I hope I’m not disturbing anything important?

Katie and Skyler look toward the door to see Carter entering. Skyler wears his usual maroon outfit and Katie is outfitted in her pretty white dress.

Skyler Striker: Nah, that's cool. I was just about to go find you. What's up?

Jamal Carter: This is a really strange request I know but I need you to do something for me tonight.

Skyler hesitates but nods.

Skyler Striker: Go on.

Jamal Carter: I don’t want you or I, or even Thunder, to put their hands on T-Money tonight. Of course you know about my match at Vindication but there is so much more than that. Now I’m not saying if you have the win don’t take it. It’s just I want T-Money 100% going into Vindication. So when I beat him, whether it’s by submission, TKO, disqualification, count out, pinfall, whatever; in the end, he knows who the better man is.

Carter points to himself.

Jamal Carter: Me.

Skyler grins, seeing the look in Carter's eyes, a look of competitive desire.

Skyler Striker: As long as he taps to the Lockdown or gets pinned after the Fire Starter tonight, you've got yourself a deal. Let's do this.

Katie hands Skyler his title as he and Carter exit his locker room and the scene fades to black.

[Danny Vice]

T-Money/Thunder v. Skyler Striker/Jamal Carter

Phil Brooks: What a special occasion we have tonight! One week before GWC Vindication and we have a main event of epic proportions! GWC World Champion Thunder and former GWC World Champion T-Money vs. WCF World Champion Skyler Striker and Jamal Carter. A lot of bad blood here and I wouldn’t be surprised if any blood is shed here tonight!

Josh Harter: Very true. 3 World Champions in this match and I don’t think the ring is big enough for all 4 of their egos.

The lights in the Thompson-Bowling arena fade to black as two sets of squad car lights pierce the darkness. The sound of a police siren and a few gun shots fill the air. "We Fly High" by Jim Jones begins to boom through the PA while smoke fills the entryway. T-Money appears as a silhouette in the midst of it. From the stage, six shots of pyro are shot out above the crowd. T-Money steps through the smoke to a vast amount of boos and heads down the ramp.

Michelle Madison: On his way to the ring, from Orlando, Florida, weighing in at 183 lbs., T-Money!

Bare chested and clad in baggy jeans and Timberland boots, he slowly strolls to the ring. T-Money climbs the ring steps and stops for a moment to pose for the crowd. T-Money turns back to the ring, climbs through the ropes, and poses once again as his music fades out.

Josh Harter: In 7 days, that man right there will beat some sense into Carter and be on his way back into the title scene where he belongs.

Phil Brooks: I thought you liked kissing Thunder’s a-

"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play over the sound system as the people rise to their feet to boo. A cash register sound is heard and the music begins again and they see Thunder walking toward the ring.

Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, from New York City, weighing in at 230 lbs., he is the GWC World Heavyweight Champion, Thunder!

He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans. Thunder un-straps his title from around his waist and he holds it up showing it to the crowd. The boos reign down on the World Champ as he enters the ring. Thunder and T-Money stare each other down as Thunder’s music fades out.

Phil Brooks: There is even bad blood among tag team partners!

“Fallen, broken. Simply dissolved into an incomplete thought. An empty shell, cracked, and disfigured. With no remorse, I have been blinded by the darkness. With no disdain, I have received my punishment. And with no haste, I await them.”

After the words finish, the music of “Fallen Angels” by Ra kicks in as a bright white light flashes over the arena and fades to black again. The lights continue quickly changing between black and white as Skyler Striker enters the stage and the crowd jumps to their feet. He walks down towards the ring dressed in the usual black, unbuttoned shirt and the torn maroon pants with his WCF World Title around his waist.

Michelle Madison: In the ring, from Perth, Australia, weighing in at 220 lbs., he is the WCF World Champion Skyler Striker!

He slides into the ring and as the chorus hits, Skyler spreads his arms in a crucifix pose. He holds this, looking into the crowd, and then goes to the turnbuckle, repeating the crucifix pose while holding up his World Title. The lights return to normal as Skyler jumps down and the music fades. T-Money shoots Striker an angry look while Striker and Thunder compare World Titles.

Phil Brooks: Two of the best butting heads there in the ring.

"When Tomorrow Comes" by Pillar blasts over the PA system as the arena lights start to shift different shades of blue.

The sunshine of a new day shines upon my face
I don't know where to begin, I don't know how it came to this
If things don't change, maybe I'll be the one that you can't find
I've tried so many times, tried to get it right
Just so our worlds won't collide like two stars in the sky
It's time we both decide to leave this all behind
When the sun goes down, the future's looking bright

Carter enters through the curtain and a large explosion of pyro goes off. Blue pyro streams down from the ceiling while orange pyro shoots up from the stage.

When all is said and done and tomorrow has begun
Remember today is now yesterday
Can we find a way, find a way to let it go?
Just remember when, when tomorrow comes
Today is now yesterday

Michelle Madison: Making his way to the ring, from Birmingham, Alabama, weighing in at 250 lbs., Jamal Carter!

Can we let it go?

Carter slaps fans hands before sliding in the ring. He climbs the near turnbuckle and prays. He then throws up his arms making the crowd go wild.

The sunshine of a new day shines upon my face
Reminding me of mistakes, memories I must erase
Here's one more chance for me to throw them all away
Today's a brand new start, we made this way too hard. We both need something like amnesia of the heart
We stand here face to face, see I won't look away
If You just hold my hand, we'll make it through the day

Carter checks his arm bands and knee pads while warming up for the match as his music fades out. Carter and Striker talk over their game plan as do T-Money and Thunder. Thunder and Carter decided to start the match out as the referee calls for the bell. Thunder and Carter lock up and Carter switches it into a bear hug. Thunder delivers hard punches to Carter’s head trying to make him break the hold. Carter holds on and slams Thunder down with a belly to belly suplex keeping his fingers locked. Carter pulls him back to his feet and pops his hips into another belly to belly suplex. Carter keeps Thunder’s back on the mat and bridges for a pin.

1!
2!

Thunder breaks Carter’s grip and kicks out at 2.

Phil Brooks: Champ kicks out at 2.

Jamal and Thunder stand back up and lock-up again. Thunder gets the advantage this time and uses a headlock takeover to take Carter to the mat. Thunder stands back up, pulling Jamal up by his neck. Thunder scoops up Carter and carries him tauntingly around the ring. Carter struggles to get free but Thunder slams him to the mat.

Josh Harter: Impressive scoop slam from Thunder!

Thunder grabs Carter’s foot and Thunder drags Carter to his own corner. Thunder looks to T-Money and he tags him in. T-Money enters into the ring and stomps on Carter’s right leg. The ref pushes Thunder out of the ring as T-Money continues to stomp away on Carter’s leg. T-Money slams Carter’s leg to the mat then locks in a single leg Boston crab on Carter’s right leg.

Skyler Striker: Come on Carter!

T-Money tightens his submission on Carter as he struggles to get to the rope. T-Money pulls him toward the center of the ring. Carter faces Striker who tries to will Carter to make a tag. Carter is able to pull himself up but T-Money only makes his hold tighter. Carter manages to pull himself closer to the corner holding out his hand to Striker.

Phil Brooks: Carter is only inches away from making a tag!

Carter crawls within an fingertips reach when T-Money releases the submission and he pulls Carter back to his corner. T-Money tags in Thunder who climbs their corner’s turnbuckle. T-Money pulls Carter’s leg out under the turnbuckle and Thunder jumps off planting his boot in Carter’s right calf. Carter cries out in pain as Thunder goes for a pin wrenching Carter’s leg while hooking it.

1!
2!

Jamal manages a hard kickout at 2.

Carter jumps up and tries to make it to his corner but Thunder grabs him by his leg. Thunder tries to pull him back to his corner but Carter cracks Thunder in the back of the head with an Enziguri. Thunder and Jamal drop to the mat tired. Carter begins to stir and Striker begins to bang on the turnbuckle pad to will Carter to the corner while T-Money yells at the top of his lungs to Thunder to make the tag. Carter crawls toward his corner where Skyler Striker waits with a full head of steam. Thunder has recouped and is trying to find his corner. Thunder reaches out a hand which T-Money is able to tag in. T-Money jumps over the ropes charging toward Jamal Carter who takes one single leap and tags in Skyler Striker.

Phil Brooks: That’s what Strikers been waiting all match for!!!

Striker jumps to the top rope and hits a diving clothesline taking T-Money down. Striker rolls through and senton splashes Thunder who is still dazed on the mat. T-Money is back to his feet but he gets caught in a scoop slam by Striker. Striker carries T-Money over toward Thunder and slams T-Money down atop Thunder. Striker pulls T-Money back to the center of the ring and hooks his leg for a pin.

1.……………………

2.……………………………...

Thunder throws himself toward the pin and drives a right punch into Striker’s head breaking his pin. Jamal Carter stands back up and charges toward Thunder. Carter clotheslines Thunder over the top rope and to the outside near the announce tables. Carter climbs a turnbuckle near that side of the ring as Thunder stumbles to his feet.

Josh Harter: Thunder! Look out!

Carter dives off trying for a cross body but Thunder catches Carter on his shoulders. Thunder uses the last of his energy to Death Valley Drive Carter on to the mat outside. Striker holding his head now realizes that Carter and Thunder are now down and out on the outside. T-Money pulls himself up in the corner and analyzes the situation as well. Striker clotheslines T-Money in the corner nearly decapitating him. Striker locks T-Money in the Uranage hold and then flips backward.

Phil Brooks: Final Revelation! It’s over!

Striker looks down at T-Money who lies exhausted on the mat. Striker considers the pin but shakes his head no. Striker drags T-Money to a nearby corner and climbs the turnbuckle. Striker calls for it, jumps and does a 450° splash. T-Money counters by putting his knees up. Striker lands on T-Money’s knees knocking the wind out of him.

Josh Harter: Skyler wanted to inflict more pain on T-Money but that plan bit him in the a-

Phil Brooks: Josh!

Josh Harter: Butt.

T-Money crawls over to make the tag and slaps in Thunder. Striker is trying to get across the ring to tag in Carter, but Thunder runs across and elbows Carter off the apron. Thunder grabs Striker and drills him with Thunder and Lightning. But Thunder doesn't make the pin, he instead tags in T-Money so he can finish Striker off.

Phil Brooks: Thunder is making allies in this match by letting T-Money get his shots in on Striker.

Josh Harter: T deserves this chance, Striker attacked him in the dark for months!

T-Money pulls Striker to his feet for the Money Maker when he hears a crack behind him. Jamal Carter smashes a steel chair into the back of Thunder. T-Money drops Striker and slides out of the ring. Carter slides in the ring with the chair and stands there to see T-Money scamper to the back while the referee calls for the bell.

Michelle Madison: The winners of this match by disqualification...THUNDER and T-MONEY!

Carter throws the chair down as Striker gets to this feet, and plants Striker with a Fire Starter! The crowd erupts in a mixed reaction from Carter's assault on Striker as the credits for Assault begin to roll.

Phil Brooks: What was that!?!?! I've never seen such intensity and hate on the face of Carter before!

Josh Harter: I think a new era of Jamal Carter has begun. He now sees what it takes to be the World Champion.

Phil Brooks: Well he may get his shot soon, we will see you all at Vindication!

"When Tomorrow Comes" blasts over the speakers as the camera fades out on with the final image being Carter standing over Striker in the ring.

[Danny Vice]

Credits - Carter, Hardaway, Bishop, Royale, Ryder, Lost and Found, Disciple, McCammon....you're all studs.

*If I forgot you my bad

[Zak Warner]

um....who won the Darkness match??

[The Stargazer]

Yeah thats sort of cut out

[Danny Vice]

whoaaaa. i didnt save my edit i guess. give me a moment to rewrite the finish.

[The Stargazer]

Haha. and also, I want that nifty purple color in my new, new champ WOO!

[Danny Vice]

will do tomorrow so it doesnt spoil people yet.

[thetnaicon]

Yay, Imma stud baby! -raises the roof- Oops, srry. lol