7/18 GWC Presents Viva La GWC Results

[Danny Vice]

“The Good Left Undone” by Rise Against kicks off the show in Marseilles, France. This French crowd is going wild as the first ever international GWC PPV is just moments away. An enormous spectacle of fireworks explodes over the ring while the cameras pan the crowd showing multiple signs:

“Drake Kencedro is Ultimate and Xtreme”

“We Want Reckless Jack”

“Alastair is Dreamy!”

“EPW 4 LIFE”

“Bishop will make Snad go BANG”

Finally the cameras wind up on Phil Brooks an Josh Harter as they review the card for Viva La GWC.

Phil Brooks: Dames et hommes!

Josh Harter : What ?

Phil Brooks : Ladies and gentleman…

Josh Harter: Right.

Phil Brooks: Welcome to VIVA LA…

Josh Harter: EPW!

Phil Brooks: Seriously?

Josh Harter: Job security, brother.

Phil Brooks: Regardless, welcome to Marseilles, France. We have the largest card in GWC history prepared for you tonight. We will open with a #1 Contender Battle Royal for the Ultimate Title. Chrysta, Chris Andretti, Xavier Hudson, Anthony Clark, Phantom, Kid Alpha, Kid Hollywood. All of them have one thing in mind…

Josh Harter: Hardcore!

Phil Brooks: Yes, this is a hardcore battle royal, much like the Ultimate Title itself.

Josh Harter: Then it’s the battle of the wolves. Brian Wolf against “The Lone Wolf” Sean Williams. Both rather new here in the GWC, Brian seems to think the term Lone Wolf is his to own.

Phil Brooks: Then a real blood feud. Kevin Hardaway and Jason D’Angelo. Hardaway nearly had his neck broken by D’Angelo a month ago at Vindication. D’Angelo then even cost Hardaway his newly won Ultimate Title. Now the resident Rockstar looks for a piece of revenge in France.

Josh Harter: Then our two big contender matches with 5 of the best talents in the GWC. Skyler Striker, the GWC Crusader, is taking on the innovator of fun and Danny Vice-ally, Joe Ragnal for a chance at The Disciple’s Television Title.

Phil Brooks: But before that match, it is Snad, Rick Mad, and Bishop fighting over the #1 contender spot for the Red, White and Blue. The stars and stripes. It’s the United States title contender match.

Josh Harter: Then a match that would make Dean Malenko. The new Tapout Title will be between former Ultimate Champion Triple X, and former World Champion Thunder. Both are excellent grapplers, which of these men will give up?

Phil Brooks: Then it’s two men who feel they are deserving to wear the United States gold. JW McCammon, and David Alastair, the only two two-time US champs square off in a one-on-one match-up.

Josh Harter: Then it’s the culimination of our tag division, as CXF throws the titles up against Jamal Carter and Lexington…

Phil Brooks: Hold on…what’s that? Are you serious?

Josh Harter: What? What is it?

Phil Brooks: Jamal Carter has problems with his Visa in customs back in Miami and has not even boarded a plane yet. It looks like Lexington Royale will face the tag champions alone?

Josh Harter: EPW! EPW! EPW!

Phil Brooks: Alright, enough.

Josh Harter: Speaking of EPW, I cannot wait for Chris Cage to tear apart Ryder.

Phil Brooks: That gets you excited about EPW? How about the possibility of having Nikki Venus as our permanent Commissioner? It’s on the line at the main event, Ultimate X. T-Money and Xaveir Cross represent the GWC. Stargazer and Drake Kencedro for the EPW. Winner takes not only the World Title, but also their respective leader is the Commissioner of the Coalition!

Josh Harter: Don’t forget the ultimate wild card, Yukio Blaze. Blaze claims no allegiances, and can decide the fate of the company if he in fact wins!

Phil Brooks: It’s almost too much to handle tonight, and it all starts now!

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Hardcore Battle Royal for #1 Contender of Ultimate Title
Chris Andretti v. Anthony Clark v. Phantom v. Chrysta v. Xavier Hudson v. Kid Hollywood v. Kid Alpha

“Senzafine” by Lacuna Coil plays as the lights turn dark blue within the arena. As Christina Scabbia begins to sing, the Ice Queen walks out, staring emotionlessly at the crowd as the boo her. Focusing forward on the ring, she walks slowly down the ramp, and rolls into the ring. She stands, and walks to the ropes closest to the announce table, staring around for no reason.

Josh Harter: Boy, is she hot or what?

Phil Brooks: I’d keep quiet about her, Josh. She’s pretty emotionless, after all.

Josh Harter: What’s your point?

Phil Brooks: My point is even if you DO sleep with her, you’ll leave her unfulfilled.

Josh Harter: That’s cold, man. That’s COLD.

Phil Brooks: Just like Chrysta.

Frank Castle: I made you kill your best friend. I made you kill your wife. Now I've killed you.

Soon as that is said you hear, you hear the quick drum beat play and then the rest of the band kicks in as well. The walking out to the music is the team of Murder Inc. Which consist of Xavier Hudson, and Anthony Clark with their manager Jessica Richards. They all walk out together. Xavier has the cocky look on his face as he look over the crowd as the crowd delivers boos to the team. Anthony looks around with a stern look over his face as the red, and white light go all threw the arena. They stand at the top of the ramp, and then they walk down together. Clark looking focused, and Xavier yelling at fans, and cussing them out. Anthony rolls under the tops, and Xavier goes up the steps. When he gets up there Xavier sits on the ropes for Jessica to get in the ring. Once she does Xavier slowly goes into the ring with a smile on his face. Clark stretches some as he stands there, and Xavier gets on the turnbuckles, and gloats.

Phil Brooks: Xavier and Anthony have quite the challenge ahead of them. Can they both keep from eliminating the other and keep their team together?

Josh Harter: I’m guessing no.

Phil Brooks: You keep quiet!

Hudson and Clark stand far away from Chrysta, trying to talk over a strategy. They both look back and forth between one another and Chrysta, who continues to look straightforward.

"When the Balance is Broken" by Killswitch Engage, blasts over the PA System as green smoke fills the entrance stage. As the smoke clears Chris Andretti can be seen kneeling on the ground. As he jumps up to his feet and raises his arms to his side, green strobes begin to light up the entrance stage, and white pyros begin to stream out of the stage behind him. As he walks to the end of the stage he points at each side of the arena before raising his arms above his head. As he lets them drop, green flames begin shooting out on the side of the stage. He than heads down the ramp and slides into the ring. As he approaches the middle of the ring, green pyros explode at each of the turnbuckles. As the explosions stop, the music dies down.

Phil Brooks: Chris Andretti is making a big entrance for himself. I bet he wins.

Josh Harter: That’ll be hard, considering he has several other men and one woman to go through.

The video screen shows a man walking down a hallway then as he reaches the end; the man lifts his head and it shows a skull on fire w/ a barbwire crown. Then the music starts to play as fog rolls in and the lights turn a blood red. Then after about a minute, Phantom walks out in a black trench coat and strolls down the ramp as pyros go off with each step. Then he climbs over the top rope and gets into the middle of the ring and kneels like the Undertaker then a pyrotechnical image of a flaming skull goes off. Then takes off his coat and shirt and slumps himself in the corner like Raven.

Josh Harter: Phantom is apart of the Affliction, and he’s looking to bring gold into their fray.

Phil Brooks: The last gold they held was their leader, Ryder, having the US title in his hands until JW McCammon took it back. There’s a good chance Phantom can change bring the Affliction into the Ultimate title scene.

The opening to superman hits, and Kid Alpha makes his way out from behind the curtain. The fans cheer, and Alpha makes his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans. He then sprints towards the ring, and dives under the bottom rope. He gets up, runs over to the far turnbuckle, and jumps up to the second rope. He raises his arms, climbs up to the top rope, and does a back flip down to the canvas. He then points to the sky, and the music fades out.

Phil Brooks: Kid Alpha is a member of EPW, and he’s looking to prove himself in this match that he is truly EPW material!

Josh Harter: His supposed mentor Disciple hasn’t been too keen on Alpha lately, and if he wins contendership AND the Ultimate title back to EPW, Zak Warner may end up more than pleased with him.

"Welcome to Hollywood: flashes on the Tron as the intro hits as Kid Hollywood stands on the stage, "Ladies and Gentleman, please, will you bring your attention to me, for a piece for you eyes to see...an explosion of catastrophy..." Kid steps on the stage as Gold pyro rains down on him he holds his arms out as two young ladies come out one to his right and other to his left. They wrap their arms around him, and he makes his way down the ramp, he stops at the bottom, he gives one lady a kiss and gives the other one a kiss, he flips the hood down and the ladies remove the coat he gives them both another kiss, as they go to the back and Kid hops on the ring apron, he climbs on the turnbuckle and holds his arms out, like he won an Oscar or something. He hops off the and climbs in the ring he holds arms out (ala Orton) as a spot light shines over him.

Phil Brooks: GWC’s Hollywood star is rearing to go tonight!

Josh Hater: Another one of GWC’s hopefuls, he could very well win this match.

As the bell rings to start the match, all six men are close to the ropes, looking around to see who will pull the first move. Sasha, meanwhile, is simply standing in the middle of the ring, her head hung low.

Josh Harter: Well, that’s unusual.

Phil Brooks: Doesn’t she realize she’s easy picking this way?

Josh Harter: Apparently not.

Eventually, Kid Hollywood is the first one to charge at Chrysta, but before he can make any sudden attacks, Chrysta raises her foot high and BOOTS Hollywood to the face!

Phil Brooks: Oh, SNAP!

Xavier Hudson goes for it next, but as he runs, Chrysta chops him across the chest, knocking him to the ground. Anthony goes to help his partner, but is stopped by Kid Alpha, who immediately connects and enziguri. Hollywood, meanwhile, rolls outside of the ring and to his feet, rubbing his jaw from the boot he just received.

Josh Harter: Kid Hollywood only left the ring through the bottom rope, so he’s still legal in this match!

As he’s outside, he looks under the ring, eventually finding a garbage can. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Chris Andretti and Phantom are exchanging punches to the faces, as Alpha kicks into the ribs of the downed Anthony Clark. Hollywood slides back into the ring, and walks over to Chrysta, who’s merely looking at Hudson as he lies down on the canvas. As she looks down, Kid Hollywood slams the garbage can into Chrysta’s head…but all that happens is she takes a step forward, then turns to Hollywood with her cold eyes glaring at him. Frozen in place, Hollywood drops the garbage can, and allows himself to be chokeslammed by the Ice Queen!

Josh Harter: Did you see that?! Not even a garbage can could phase this woman!

Phil Brooks: It’s a tin garbage can. How much damage can it do?

Meanwhile, Phantom and Andretti are still duking it out, Phantom is squeezing Andretti with a bearhug, while Alpha is trying to eliminate Clark. Phantom soon lets go of Chris, and as Andretti staggers around in pain, Phantom slides out of the ring and grabs a steel chair from ringside.

Josh Harter: Hardcore rules Battle Royale, remember. Pretty much anything can happen here, and your only way of elimination is by going over the top rope.

Phil Brooks: No shit.

Josh Harter: Hey, language, pal!

Phantom slides back into the ring with the chair in hand, while Chrysta picks Hudson up and grabs him for a backbreaker, but Xavier reverses it into a Russian legsweep on top of the garbage can!

Josh Harter: Thank god! Someone finally took the Ice Queen off her feet.

As Phantom slams the chair into Andretti, he raises it high one more time, and Andretti is able to get a boot up, forcing the chair to hit Phantom in the face! Phantom staggers backwards and falls over the ropes, and onto the floor!

Josh Harter: And there’s one! One elimination so far!

Phil Brooks: Thanks for the update, Count Von Count.

As that goes on, Hudson is back on his feet and bringing his fist down hard into Alpha’s back, trying to keep his tag partner from going over the ropes. Alpha gets distracted by the pain he’s bringing, and changes his focus on Xavier. Clark, meanwhile, has landed on the apron, his feet right on top. Hudson and Alpha start off by trading punches, but Hudson chops at Alpha’s chest. Alpha staggers around and is met by a headbutt to the stomach by Clark. Hudson chops again, and Clark headbutts again. The duo repeats this several times until Hudson runs to the ropes, bounces off, and leaps for a crossbody at Alpha, but Alpha catches him and without even looking at Clark, tosses Xavier over his head and into Clark, knocking them both down to the ground!

Phil Brooks: Well, will you lookit that? Alpha just eliminated two birds with one stone.

Josh Harter: Fabulous analogy, Phil.

With Murder Inc. eliminated, Alpha grabs Kid Hollywood by the hair and whips him into a corner. Alpha looks to hit Hollywood with a dropkick, but Hollywood moves, and Alpha ends up kicking…well, nothing, since he goes so far into the corner, he groins himself into the post.

Phil & Josh: Oh, OW! Right in the DICK.

Hollywood simply laughs at Alpha’s poor predicament, while coming from behind is Chris Andretti, who gives him a German Suplex, sending him on top of the steel chair that Phantom had left behind! Andretti then picks up Kid Alpha, who’s on the mat grabbing his manhood, and hoists him onto his shoulders…and hits the Heat Seeker!

Josh Harter: Heat Seeker from Chris Andretti!

Phil Brooks: Yeah, but what good is it? Alpha hasn’t gone over the ropes or anything!

Andretti picks Alpha up and picks him up for a suplex, but Alpha is able to fall back to his own feet and picks Andretti up instead. Looking as if to suplex Andretti outside of the ring, the Enigma drops onto the apron, and as Alpha keeps the suplex locked in, Andretti brings his forearm into Alpha’s neck several times, and then grabs his waist from between the top and middle ropes…and belly-to-belly suplexes Alpha out of the ring, then immediately grabs the ropes to keep from falling!

Phil Brooks: Well, crap in a hat, that was something different!

With Alpha out on the ground, Chris climbs back into the ring…only to be brainchopped by Chrysta! As Andretti falls flat on his back, Kid Hollywood finally gets to his feet in a nearby corner, and runs at the Ice Queen, hitting her with a high knee, sending her to the ground! Hollywood gets cocky and raises his arms as if he has this won…only to turn and see Chrysta sitting up.

Josh Harter: Holy-!

Phil Brooks: Looking at Kid Hollywood’s expression right now, I think everyone in this arena right now is thinking the same thing right now.

Josh Harter: Which is?

Phil Brooks: He’s boned.

Once again, Hollywood is frozen with fear and shock to even do a thing while Chrysta gets to her feet. He backs into a corner, but it doesn’t do much good, as Chrysta takes three steps and clotheslines him against the top turnbuckle! As he staggers out, Chrysta raises her right arm, and clutches her palm around Hollywoo’d throat! She lifts him up and walks him over to the edge of the ring…and chokeslams him into the ground!

Phil Brooks: And Kid Holllywood’s eliminated!

Josh Harter: That just leaves Andretti and Chrysta, Phil. Who can win this?!

Andretti is stirring to his feet, while Chrysta just stares at him as he gets up. Andretti looks at her, wondering why she hasn’t done any damage during this time. He then runs at her, hitting a dropkick into her knees. It barely fazes her. He gets to his feet and tries to figure out what to do next, then hits a step-up enziguri on her. It still doesn’t knock her off her feet. He then runs back to the ropes and goes for a spinning lariat, but all it does is send her into the ropes, and bouncing back with a boot to the face!

Phil Brooks: Wow, I’ll tell you, Josh, this is one woman who will just keep saying no.

Josh Harter: Speaking of which, how was your last attempt to get the wife in bed?

Phil Brooks: Bite me, Josh.

With Chris down on the ground, Sasha walks over to a far corner, and stands there. As Chris stirs to his feet, he spins around, and Chrysta runs with a Guiltless Stabbing in mind…but Chris moves out of the way! Chrysta runs right into the cornerpost!

Phil Brooks: And that hurts!

Josh Harter: Yeah, for a NORMAL person! This is an emotionless woman we’re talking about, remember?

Phil Brooks: You mean your wife? HAHA!

Josh Harter: Pal, I’m single.

Phil Brooks: DAMMIT.

Chrysta backs out of the corner, and turns towards Andretti, who hoistens her onto his shoulders. He looks for the Heat Seeker, but drops Chrysta to the ground as he sees Kid Alpha on the apron, taunting him.

Phil Brooks: What the-?

Josh Harter: Wait, Alpha was eliminated! What’s he doing back here?

Andretti comes close to Alpha and yells at him, while Alpha just keeps mocking him. Pretty soon, Andretti gets tired of Alpha’s shit and goes for a hard right hook, but Alpha blocks it! Kid punches Andretti in the stomach, and then grabs him for a suplex…and takes him out of the ring!

DING DING DING!

Michelle Madison: Here is your winner…CHRYSTAAA!

Phil Brooks: Well I’ll be…

Josh Harter: Folks, this next Assault, GWC may just have it’s first ever female champion crowned when Chrysta faces Cam Connor for the Ultimate Championship. But even though a new contender was crowned tonight, it can be agreed by everyone that this business with Alpha and Andretti is NOT over.

“Senzafine” blares on the PA as the ref raises Chrysta’s cold hand, and she stands expressionless while the crowd boos her on.

[Danny Vice]

Snad Segment 1

Backstage in the locker room, the camera is getting shots of random GWC wrestlers gearing up and getting ready for combat. The camera stops on one wrestler, can't make out who it is because his back is to the camera ... when suddenly the camera drops to the ground! After it drops, all the wrestlers turn to look and see Snad dropping the cameraman with a Snad Cutter!

Snad: BANG!

Snad gets up to his feet quickly and randomly runs off, leaving all the wrestlers shrugging and laughing.

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“The Lone Wolf” Sean Williams v. “The Irresistible Force” Brian Wolf

Phil Brooks: “Our next match has all the makings of an intense rivalry as a relative newcomer gets set to square off with a battle tested veteran.”

Josh Harter: “That’s right. I can’t wait for this match to start so I can see who I’m going to root for!”

Phil Brooks: “And how exactly will you decide that?”

Josh Harter: “By figuring out who obviously has the upper hand, of course.”

Phil Brooks: “Of course.”

The lovely ring announcer is in the ring and ready to introduce the two combatants.

Michelle Madison: “Our next contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first…hailing from Parts Unknown…weighing in at 190 pounds and standing at 6’ tall…this is ‘The Lone Wolf’ Sean Williams!”

"I'm Above" by Mad Season hits the PA system and the "The Lone Wolf" Sean Williams enters from the back. He walks to the ring, not acknowledging the fans. When he gets to the ring, he goes to a corner and begins to stretch.

Michelle Madison: “And his opponent…hailing from Bournemouth, England…weighing in at 215 pounds and standing at 6’ tall…being accompanied by his brother Billy Wolf…this is ‘The Irresistible Force’ Brian Wolf!”

The lights go out, with Brian Wolf standing on the entrance ramp with his brother Billy at his side, as the first few parts of “Wait and Bleed” by Slipknot play over the PA system.

I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander out where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...

Goodbye!

On the word goodbye, Brian paces down the ramp with Billy greeting the fans giving them flowers as “The Irresistible Force” fixates on the ring, changing into a full run as he slides under the bottom rope with Billy still preoccupied.

I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time.
Everything is 3D blasphemy.
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up.
This is not the way I pictured me.
I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES!
How the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong...
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this.
Is it a dream or a memory?

Then pyros blow from two of the corners whilst Brain stands in the middle of the ring. As he removes his hood, Billy is on the outside as his brother waits for the match to start.

Phil Brooks: “Here we go, folks! Time for another exciting match here at Viva La GWC. The competitors are in the ring and ready to get things going.”

Josh Harter: “And don’t forget that both of these men like to use the Sharpshooter. Should be interesting to see if either of them whips out that move.”

Phil Brooks: “Wow Josh. That’s quite observant of you. I’m impressed. I guess they can teach old dogs new tricks.”

Josh Harter: “Why do you say that? Did your mother learn something new this weekend at bingo?”

Phil Brooks: “…and now let’s start the match.”

The bell rings and Brian’s brother Billy has immediately jumped up on the apron, drawing the attention of Sean Williams. With his back turned, Brian jumps on the advantage and starts laying in with some clubbing forearms to the back. He turns Sean around and connects with a couple of European uppercuts before Irish whipping him off the ropes. When he returns, Williams is met with a thunderous elevated neck breaker, which earns a two count.

Phil Brooks: “Good move to start off this match…even if it came as a result of an outside distraction from Billy Wolf.”

Josh Harter: “What are you talking about? Billy only wanted to ask the referee a question. Williams shouldn’t have gone after him like that.”

Brian Wolf argues with the ref for a second before putting a few boots to the sides and temple of Sean Williams. He stands “The Lone Wolf” up and throws him into the corner, where he continues to kick away at the sides and now the left arm of Williams. Irish whip out of the corner is followed up with a Stinger splash on the opposite side before Sean falls to the mat. Wolf then locks in a Fuji armbar, trying to make the newcomer submit.

Phil Brooks: “Painful maneuver here. But this early in the match? I’m thinking it’s an attempt to wear down ‘The Lone Wolf’ in preparation for later on.”

Josh Harter: “The Wolf’s Bite version of the Sharpshooter would be hard to apply with a broken arm. Go Brian!”

Phil Brooks: “I see you’ve picked your guy in this match.”

Josh Harter: “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I’ll decide that once the ref is raising someone’s arm.”

The referee repeatedly asks Sean if he wants to give up but he gets a negative response. Williams finally makes his way to the ropes and the move is broken. Brian starts to argue again with the ref, giving “The Lone Wolf” the opening he’s been waiting for. Sean approaches from behind and hits a German suplex from out of nowhere! However, he doesn’t release and rolls through for a second and then a third. Brian is writhing in pain and Williams appears to be getting a second wind.

Phil Brooks: “Just what Williams was waiting for. ‘The Irresistible Force’ allowed his attention to be diverted and he’s paying for it now.”

Josh Harter: “I’m not liking this. These guys need to decide who’s going to win and let me in on it. How else do I know who to root for?”

Brian slowly gets to his feet as Sean stalks his prey. He approaches from behind and locks in a full nelson, wrenching on the now sore back and neck of Brian Wolf. Billy is screaming for his brother to get to the ropes but he’s in the center of the ring with nowhere to go. Suddenly, Billy jumps on the apron once more, drawing the referee’s attention once again. Brian takes this opportunity to lift a leg up behind him and hit a vicious low blow on Williams. Sean releases the hold in pain. Brian shakes the pain from the full nelson away and hits a double backbreaker on Williams. Brian then climbs to the top rope and executes a perfect Asai moonsault and remains down for the cover. The referee finally turns as Billy drops down and we get the count…1…2…3-no! Williams kicks out at the last second and Brian can’t believe it!

Phil Brooks: “Incredible! After an underhanded turn of events, I thought this match was done for. However, Sean Williams kicks out and is still in this thing.”

Josh Harter: “Brian had this match won! Come on ref! Slow count!”

Brian argues with the ref and Billy jumps to the apron to argue as well. Finally, the official decides he’s had enough and ejects Billy from ringside! As both Wolf’s argue, Billy makes his way to the back. Brian watches him go and is fuming. He casts one last dirty look at the referee, only to turn around into…a Twist of Fate neckbreaker-no! Brian blocks the attempt and boots Williams in the stomach. He then lifts Sean onto his back, runs toward the center of the ring, and hits an explosive Samoan drop.

Phil Brooks: “There it is! The Wolfanator! I think this one’s over, folks.”

Josh Harter: “Yes! I knew Brian Wolf would pull it off! That’s why he’s been my pick since this match was booked.”

Phil Brooks: “Is that how you’re going to play it then?”

Wolf makes the cover as the referee counts…1…2…3! The match is over!

Michelle Madison: “Here is your winner…’The Irresistible Force’…Brian Wolf!”

“Wait and Bleed” by Slipknot plays once more as Brian Wolf raises his fists in victory. Sean Williams rolls on the mat in pain, trying to catch his breath as “The Irresistible Force” makes his way to the back.

Phil Brooks: “There you have it, ladies and gentlemen. Brian Wolf pulls out the victory as his experience helps him in the closing moments of the match.”

Josh Harter: “I knew it all along. I swear. I’m psychic! Who needs Sylvia Brown when you’ve got Josh Harter?”

Phil Brooks: “Looks like you’ve found your new calling. Why don’t you go start up your own hotline?”

Josh Harter: “And miss out on giving my predictions on a nationally televised product like the GWC? Never!”

Phil Brooks: “It was worth a try.”

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Snad Segment 2

In the arena, a fan is heckling GWC fans. The heckler has an EPW shirt on, and is fat and ugly. The guy is chanting to a giant group of GWC fans "GWC IS LAME-WC!"

When suddenly, the guy falls flat on his face. Snad snuck up and dropped the guy with a Snad Cutter! The GWC fans all yell in unison ...

GWC Fans: BANG!

Once again, Snad just runs off through the crowd.

[Danny Vice]

Kevin Hardaway v. Jason D’Angelo

The scene opens up to the office of Danny Vice...even though we're not sure if it was a good time or what because right now he's arguing with EPW's very own Nikki Venus, who won't leave his office no matter how much Vice screams at her face, Nikki takes it like a professional though and sits there. It's interuptted though by a knock at the door to which they turn there as they see both Kevin and Angelina Hardaway walk into his office.

Kevin Hardaway: Is this a bad time?

Danny Vice: Yes it is actually.

Nikki Venus: No it isn't actually, what can I do for you?

Danny Vice: You don't have control over this yet. What can I do for you two?

Kevin Hardaway: Well, I was wondering if you could do us a favor. See, I have a match with Jason D'Angelo lately...and it just hit me over what he has done over the past month with the attack at Vindication and everything, so I was wondering...just in case he tries something fishy, I want this match between us to be a "no disqualification" match.

Danny doesn't even think for a second, he just answers...

Danny Vice: No, the match is fine as it is. Sorry.

Nikki chimes in though.

Nikki Venus: Actually I think it's a good idea. Let the two channel their anger out there in the ring, let me go all out. Besides, it'll do better for ratings.

Danny Vice: NO! These two are fine as it is.

Kevin and Angelina start to walk away...disappointed, but hey, it was worth a shot...Nikki chimes in though.

Nikki Venus: Wait, guys, hold up. Got an idea. Danny...i'll leave you alone until we go out there in the ring to cheer our "teams" on in the main event, if you decide to give Hardaway his wish of a "No Disqualification" match against D'Angelo. Deal?

They all look at Danny who thinks it through for a few seconds before having his answer.

Danny Vice: Damn. You got a deal. Kevin, your match is a "No DQ" match. D'Angelo I guess will find out when he goes to the ring.

Kevin Hardaway: Very well then. Nikki, thank you for agreeing with me.

Nikki Venus: No problem at all. Now get ready, your match is actually up next.

Kevin and Angelina nod as they both leave the offices of Vice, as Nikki follows them before saying one last thing to Danny.

Nikki Venus: See, this is why i'm gonna be controlling GWC come the end of the night.

Nikki leaves as Danny sits back down and puts his feet up on the desk sighing in agony over what might come as it goes back to the ring, the bell ringing and Michelle Madison in the ring.

Michelle Madison: The following contest, scheduled for one fall is under "No Disqualification" rules.

Jason D'Angelo saunters out of the back ever-so-slowly, manipulating his pace to the progressive beat of the drums. He stands atop the stage engulfed in a mixture of love and hate. Admiration and despise. Respect and respute.

Mick Jagger pierces the beat with his ever recognizeable vocals.

"Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste.
I've been around for a long long year
Stole many a mans soul and fate."

With all the confidence in the world, Jason makes his way down to the ring, never losing focus on the ultimate goal; victory at any cost.

Jason swaggers up the stairs and gracefully enters the ring through the ropes. He stands, dead center, in the ring soaking in the emotion from the crowd.

"Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name!"

As the music slowly begins to die, so too does Jason's showmanship.

It's go time.

Michelle Madison: Coming to the ring at this time, he weighs in at 241 lbs. This is Jason D'Angelo.

Phil Brooks: D'Angelo looks focused right now in that ring.

Josh Harter: Yet i'm sure he's thinking up a game plan since this match got changed at the last minute.

Phil Brooks: True that.

*As with that, music starts playing...like a weird drum beat mixed in with guitars. As the blue and white lights start to strobe more and more as the beat picks up, the following is screamed out loudly*

"THIS FIRE BURNS!"

*And with that, Killswitch Engage's "This Fire Burns" comes blaring over the system. People now cheer loudly as they know who it is, and out of the blue and white strobe lights walks Kevin Hardaway, getting cheered as he walks around the entrance ramp, trying to get all of the people and fans on their feet, going nuts as he finally starts walking to the ring, chorus playing and all.

Even through the darkest days
This fire burns, always
This fire burns
Always

*Kevin hits the ring and thinks for a second, before pulling his head back up as he runs and jumps in one stride on the apron. Kevin gets in the ring and immediately goes on the top turnbuckle raising his arms up in the air, the fans cheering for him as he drops down and awaits his next fate in the ring.*

Michelle Madison: And being accompained to the ring by Angelina Hardaway. He hails from Baltimore, MD and weighs in at 230 lbs. This is Kevin Hardaway.

Josh Harter: Should Kevin be lucky or be fearing his life that he made this match a "No DQ" match?

Phil Brooks: Lucky.

Josh Harter: Why lucky?

Phil Brooks: Because no matter what, he has Angelina...and he's a bastard for that.

The bell rings as both men just stand there, waiting for who's going to strike with the first move. You can see the fire in both Kevin and D'Angelo's eyes as they just walk around the ring, both of them teasing each other with strikes before finally tying up, D'Angelo getting behind Hardaway inside of a headlock as Kevin ducks and throws D'Angelo into an armbar as he goes flying, getting up and running towards Kevin who latches onto D'Angelo's head and wrenches on it with his own headlock. D'Angelo ducks and goes behind Hardaway again, whipping him into the ropes. Kevin comes back as D'Angelo ducks his head down, but Kevin flips over him with a sunset flip. D'Angelo doesn't complete it though as he holds the ropes. The ref counts to 5 and D'Angelo doesn't remove the ropes, so the ref kicks his hands off. D'Angelo yells and Hardaway completes the move. Cover.

ONE!

TWO!!

D'Angelo flips out of it and bridges Hardaway.

ONE!

TWO!!

Hardaway flips over D'Angelo onto another sunset cover.

ONE!

TWO!!

D'Angelo kicks out and both men are now standing as they stand off, the crowd cheering like crazy.

Phil Brooks: Insane athleticism from both Hardaway and D'Angelo.

Josh Harter: Come on, where's the violence?

Phil Brooks: Sometimes you don't need violence to have a good match.

Josh Harter: I do!

Both men keep standing there, ready to face off as D'Angelo comes sprinting towards Hardaway, which he moves as D'Angelo hits the turnbuckle. Hardaway starts letting loose on D'Angelo with punch after punch to the face of him. And it looks like those shots are connecting good as D'Angelo starts getting dazed and confused out there. Hardaway stops and runs towards D'Angelo and attempts to go for a huge clothesline but D'Angelo misses as Hardaway sees it and in a feat of ability, he jumps in one fail swoop on the top turnbuckle, but D'Angelo sees this and throws Hardaway off the top rope and into the first row as people move out of the way, Hardaway holding his back in pain. Hardaway slowly gets up, but D'Angelo climbs the top turnbuckle and sets up...and DIVES OFF THE TOP ROPE INTO HARDAWAY WITH A PLANCHA! Everybody goes nuts as a "Holy s**t!" chant fills the Marsielles crowd, both men down in the crowd.

Phil Brooks: Holy crap. What a move by D'Angelo.

Josh Harter: I know...who will win this match? Find out after this break.

Phil Brooks: We don't take breaks during pay-per...

The screen goes black for a few seconds...then it comes back to Hardaway and D'Angelo slowly getting up.

Phil Brooks: Ok, that person who just did that is getting fired.
Josh Harter: All we needed was "Don't Stop Believin'" being cut and we're golden.
Phil Brooks: Back to the action.

D'Angelo and Hardaway are now up and start to fight in the crowd where security comes in to seperate the wrestlers from the fans as Hardaway starts laying shots on D'Angelo's face. D'Angelo starts firing back with shots of his own and kicks Hardaway directly in the head, sending him into a daze. D'Angelo then grabs Hardaway's head and drags him up the arena, all while the camera turns back to the ring where Kevin's wife Angelina is watching on the tron with a bit of worry in her as we go back to D'Angelo driving Hardaway into the wall as it leaves a dent into the wall as D'Angelo drives Kevin's head on it over and over again as we hear the "thump" sound everytime, D'Angelo throwing Hardaway to the floor as he taunts the crowd, a pool of blood forming around Hardaway's head as he lifts up Kevin to reveal that Hardaway is bleeding profusely now from the head.
D'Angelo takes Hardaway and now throws him back to the barricade that goes to the ring, Hardaway falling down all of those stairs as fans move, letting Hardaway fall it seems, D'Angelo following him as he picks up the bloodied Hardaway and attempts to throw him over, but with a second wind, Hardaway comes back swinging with lefts and rights and somehow clotheslines D'Angelo back into the outside of the ring as Hardaway gets on his knees to regain strength. Angelina comes over though to check on her husband, as Kevin nods that he's alright, being helped back over the barricade, picking up D'Angelo now and throwing him into the steel ring post as you can hear the "clang" to the post and D'Angelo's head, as a trickle of blood runs down D'Angelo's head. Hardaway throws him back into the ring and Hardaway goes under it to pull out something...which happens to be two chairs.

Phil Brooks: Uh-oh. I don't like the sound of this.

Josh Harter: It's payback time!

He slides the two chairs into the ring and slides in himself, the blood dripping onto the mat as Kevin sets up the chairs in the middle of the ring and picks up D'Angelo, screaming to the crowd as he picks him up. He's going for the Asylum Driver on the chairs. D'Angelo powers out and flips behind Hardaway and has him in the same position. Tombstone piledriver on the chairs. The fans squirm and flinch over the move, and so does Angelina as D'Angelo grabs both of Hardaway's hands and puts them on his chest, going for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE?

NO! Hardaway gets a shoulder up as D'Angelo stomps on the mat in frustation as he goes and grabs the two chairs, placing one under the head of Hardaway as he folds up the other. He's going for another conchairto. Angelina covers her face on the mat in fear. D'Angelo winds up....CLANG! CONCHAIRTO! But wait...Hardaway's not under the chairs. D'Angelo missed. Hardaway's behind him as he grabs the chair and nails D'Angelo over the head with it. He places the chair down. Hardaway has him up...ASYLUM DRIVER ON THE CHAIR! COVER!

ONE!

TWO!!

THR--

Hardaway stops the count...what gives?

Phil Brooks: Why did Hardaway stop the count?

Josh Harter: I told you before...it's payback time.

Phil Brooks: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh....I see.

Hardaway gets up and now places the chair under the bloodied D'Angelo's head as Hardaway grabs the other chair. He ends up screaming "Payback is a bitch!" before winding up and slamming D'Angelo's head between the two chairs with a deadly conchairto. But Hardaway doesn't stop. He slams it over him again and again. He keeps doing that before the ref actually comes in and has to stop the madness going on. He removes the chair from Hardaway and checks up on D'Angelo who is out cold and bloodied. The ref calls for the bell and goes over to Michelle Madison with the official announcement.

Michelle Madison: Here is your winner, by knockout...Kevin Hardaway.

Hardaway smiles as Angelina comes into the ring now to hug her bloody husband as he returns the favor, Hardaway now on his knees from the blood loss as EMT's and the ref's come in to check up on D'Angelo. Both Hardaway's getting out of the ring.

Phil Brooks: Hardaway wanted payback and he got it once again.

Josh Harter: But what about D'Angelo. EMT's are looking at him. It doesn't look good.

Phil Brooks: Well we'll be sure to have news once it comes in.

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Snad Segment 3

Danny Vice is seen walking backstage with an unnamed GWC referee. They seem to be arguing.

Danny Vice: Alright, I understand, but you have to be fair in this whole ordeal.

The Ref: I want a raise, then.

Danny Vice: What? Are you cra-

Before Danny Vice can finish his word, Snad runs up from behind the ref and pulls him down onto a table with a Snad Cutter, jumping over the table and almost breaking it! Danny smiles and shrugs.

Danny Vice: BANG!

Snad nods to Danny and just runs off yet again.

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Skyler Striker segment

“Fallen Angels” by Ra hits the speakers and Skyler Striker enters the Viva La GWC stage to cheers from the crowd.

Phil Brooks: Striker’s match isn’t on yet. What’s he out here for?

Skyler walks to the ring and grabs a mic from ringside.

Skyler Striker: Alright, first things first. You should know why I’m out here. But I need someone else down here to make this announcement. So would you come down, please?

The crowd quiets in anticipation… as “Gonna Fly Now” by Bill Conti hits the speakers!

Josh Harter: Ha! Danny Vice is entering the building!

Danny Vice appears on the stage and walks down, sliding into the ring and shaking hands with Vice. Striker continues as Vice is also passed a mic.

Skyler Striker: I’ll let you do the honors, Danny.

Danny Vice: Thankyou, Skyler. Listen up. Later tonight, the future of the GWC will be decided. Whether I or Nikki Venus will run the show. Regardless of what happens, either way there will still be EPW wrestlers under contract. So I’m making a match now, while I still have power, just to be sure. And it relates to Tribulation.

The crowd cheer and Vice continues.

Danny Vice: So, Tribulation, it’s official. You already know that it will be a four on four match, GWC vs. EPW. Survivor style, elimination tag. But so far, the GWC has no representatives. So I’m announcing our team leader. He’s marshalling our forces. And he’s standing right next to me. His name is Skyler Striker!

Skyler grins as the crowd cheer and chant ‘GWC! GWC!’.

Skyler Striker: Thanks, Danny. It’s official. EPW, you’ve been put on notice. The GWC Resistance is ready for you. I’ve already signed them. You just won’t know who. Keep on your toes, EPW, Venus, Alpha, Cage, Triple X, Stargazer, Disciple, Salarose, Kecendro. I’m Skyler Striker, the Ace of Hearts, and at Tribulation, EPW falls.

Josh Harter: He can’t do that! Nikki Venus is to sexy for him to do that!

Phil Brooks: Oh God.

“Through The Fire And Flames” by Dragonforce hits, and Skyler and Danny exit the ring.

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Snad segment 4

We go back to Nikki Venus, who is trying desperately to open a jar of peanuts. She can't seem to pop the seal, and yet again from out of nowhere comes Snad, and he grabs the jar of peanuts out of Nikki's hand, dropping it with a Snad Cutter! The glass jar shatters and sends peanuts everywhere. Snad stands up and looks at Nikki, and gives the hand gesture of "uh come on woman," but she just looks down at her peanuts all pissy. Snad turns and grabs her behind the head going for the Snad Cutter, but stops himself. Snad turns to Nikki, close to her face.

Snad: Bang.

And just as fast, Snad runs away.

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#1 Contender for U.S. Title
Rick Mad v. Snad v. Bishop

Phil Brooks: “Here we go, folks! Triple Threat to determine the next number one contender to the United States Championship. Who will come out on top, Josh?”

Josh Harter: “The man I’m rooting for will emerge victorious!”

Phil Brooks: “And who might that be?”

Josh Harter: “…the winner of course.”

Phil Brooks: “Right. Let’s get to the introductions.”

Michelle Madison: “The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat! The winner of this match will be named the new number one contender for the GWC United States Championship. First, coming down the aisle…being accompanied by his manager Bob…he is the current reigning Rick Mad Champion…weighing in at 267 pounds and standing at 6’7”…from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania…this is Rick Mad!”

The lights go dark. “A Guitar and a Heart” by M83 begins playing. About 10 seconds in, green light slowly envelopes the stage. About 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 Championship around his waist and Bob standing behind him. The two men walk to the ring calmly. Rick rolls in and climbs one turnbuckle. Green pyro blasts from the other three. He then climbs down and hands the belt to Bob.

Michelle Madison: “And now, competitor number two…he is a member of THUG…weighing in at 275 pounds and standing at 6’7”…from Detroit, Michigan…this is the Street’s Disciple…Bishop!”

“Till I Collapse” by Eminem begins to play and the arena lights start to strobe red and blue as Bishop emerges from the entrance with a towel covering his head. He walks down the ramp, slides in the ring, and then rips the towel off his head as he starts to warm up, waiting for his challenge.

Michelle Madison: “And finally, we have the third opponent…he weighs in at 201 pounds and stands at 6’ tall…hailing all the way from Cutter Country...this is the man they call…Snad!”

"People = Shit" by Slipknot hits the PA system and out comes Snad from the back. He simply walks down to the ring, no-nonsense, and enters by sliding under the bottom rope. In the ring, Snad stands up, throws his arms to the sides and tilts his head back, taking in the crowd.

Phil Brooks: “Here we go, ladies and gentlemen! We’ve got all the combatants in the ring and we’re all set for action. Looks like Rick Mad and Snad have already met up in one of the corners and are forming some kind of alliance here tonight.”

Josh Harter: “That’s called smart business, Phil. These two can take out Bishop and then focus on one another at the end. Brilliant!”

Rick Mad and Snad rush at Bishop in an attempt to double clothesline him. The Street’s Disciple ducks and grabs both their legs at the same time, causing them to trip and guillotine themselves on the ropes. Bishop stands up Snad and Irish whips him into the corner. He follows it up with a clothesline and then a running bulldog on the master of the Snad Cutter. Bishop stands back up, only to be lifted up and caught with a fallaway slam from Rick Mad. Rick stands Bishop back up and hits a Canadian shoulderbreaker. He then goes for the cover but it’s broken up by Snad!

Josh Harter: “What the hell was that? That’s not teamwork! Damn that Snad.”

Phil Brooks: “Relax there, Josh. Otherwise you might end up feeling the bang!”

Josh Harter: “Gimmick infringement! I’m calling a lawyer.”

Rick Mad jumps up and shoves Snad for breaking up the pin. Snad shoves him back and the two are ready to go to blows. Before they can, Bishop gets back up and starts a Bum Rush on both men! Punches, jabs, and kicks are flying and both opponents are left laying on the floor with Bishop taunting the jeering crowd.

Phil Brooks: “Impressive display from that no good THUG, Bishop.”

Josh Harter: “Damn right it was impressive. There’s your winner right there! Call for the bell. These two punks are out cold.”

Bishop stands up Rick Mad and tosses him outside of the ring. He climbs to the top turnbuckle and hits a missile dropkick all the way outside, taking out the Rick Mad Champion. Bob screams like a little girl at this sudden turn of events.

Phil Brooks: “Incredible! What an amazing move! It’s just unfortunate that it came from the likes of Bishop.”

Josh Harter: “Don’t be hatin’, P. Bishop just be laying it down Detroit style, y’all.”

Phil Brooks: “…what? Did someone drop you on your head as a child?”

Rick Mad is laid out against the fan barrier as Bishop rises slowly. The fans start to cheer as they see Snad run towards the ropes from inside the ring. He then hits a running springboard 450 splash down on top of an unsuspecting Bishop. The crowd explodes!

Phil Brooks: “Where did that come from? Snad just allowed the Street’s Disciple to Enter Night with that one. These guys are pulling out all the stops to become the number one contender for the United States Championship.”

Josh Harter: “Damn that was off the hizzy, yo! That was a straight up trippin’ move. PB & J can’t believe it!”

Phil Brooks: “Stop speaking ebonics. And PB & J? Who’s that?”

Josh Harter: “Philly Brookside and the Joshinator, who else?”

Phil Brooks: “Lord help us all.”

All three men are down and out at ringside. Rick Mad is the first to rise and he kicks both of his opponents in the side for good measure. He stands up Snad and launches him shoulder first into the ring steps, leaving the man they call Snad writhing in pain. Rick then throws Bishop into the ring and follows him inside. It seems as though the referee has thrown away the count out rule for this one as he’s leaning out of the ring to check on Snad and not administering the count. Rick signals to the crowd and it looks like he’s ready to hit the Mad DDT. He’s got Bishop in position but, with the referee’s attention still diverted, the Street’s Disciple drops to a knee and hits a low blow on Mad!

Phil Brooks: “Despicable! The ref was occupied checking on the hurting Snad and Bishop sinks to new lows. Rick Mad could have finished things off right then and there.”

Josh Harter: “Serves that mark ass trick right, Philly! Nobody messes with my boy Bishop.”

Phil Brooks: “Looks like it’s Bishop’s turn to execute a big maneuver. Rick Mad looks to be in trouble.”

Bishop stands up Mad and hits the Betrayal! Rick is out cold and Bishop makes the cover as the referee has finally returned his attention to the ring. Here’s the count…1…2…3-no! Snad has reached into the ring, grabbed Bishop’s foot, and pulled him to the outside just in time for…BANG! SNAD CUTTER! The audience erupts again as Snad bounces back up and hits his traditional hand signal.

Phil Brooks: “Snad has done it again! Bishop won’t be getting up for a long time.”

Josh Harter: “That ish is whack, yo.”

Phil Brooks: “Oh stop pouting.”

Snad leaves Bishop outside and crawls into the ring. He walks over to Rick Mad, who is still laying unconscious on the mat. Or so it seems. Snad goes to stand up Rick, only to be rolled up into a small package! The referee quickly makes the count…1…2…3-no! Snad barely kicks out as Rick almost had the surprise victory. Bob pounds on the apron in disgust. Rick begins to argue repeatedly with the referee, not noticing that Bishop has reentered the ring and is now stalking the Rick Mad Champion. Finally, he notices Bob yelling at him and turns around…right into the Hollow Point Superkick! Bishop stands triumphantly over Rick, ready to make the cover. However, before he can, he turns around into another…BANG! SNAD CUTTER! Snad hits his finisher out of nowhere and makes the cover. The referee gets in position and counts…1…2…3! Snad bounces back up and raises his hands in victory.

Michelle Madison: “Here is your winner and the new number one contender to the United States Championship…they man they call…Snad!”

“People = Shit” by Slipknot begins playing once more as Snad exits the ring and makes his way to the back, the fans cheering him along the way.

Phil Brooks: “Snad picks up the victory in a hard fought match that earns him the number one contendership to the United States Championship. Somebody could be feeling the bang very soon.”

Josh Harter: “You’re trippin’, PB! Bishop was screwed here tonight. That ish ain’t right!”

Phil Brooks: “Whatever you say. All I know is that whomever the United States Champion is after tonight, he better watch out for the man they call Snad.”

Josh Harter: “Whateva, yo.”

Phil Brooks: “Look here!”

Out of the crowd comes The Emperor with his barbed-wire bat in hand. Rick Mad is slow to his feet inside of the ring. The Emperor lays him out with a huge shot to the head that elicits a monstrous roar from the crowd. The Emperor then walks over to the Rick Mad Championship and cracks the face plate with a few shots of his barbed wire bat. The crowd cheers loudly as Emperor holds his bat over his head, enjoying the crowd’s cheers.

[Danny Vice]

T-Money segment

T-Money suddenly barges into the office of Danny Vice, who is currently on the phone at the moment. Danny, looking surprised but smirking at the same time, alerts the individual on the other line that he has some quick business to handle and that they'd talk later.

Danny Vice: Hello sir, how may I help you?

T-Money: Cut the bs right now Vice! You haven't helped me one bit for six months!!

Danny Vice: What are you talking about?

T-Money: The dumb, innocent role only works for Paris Hilton, not you my boy.

Danny Vice: Look….would you like for me to call security? I’ll have you arrested and thrown into jail in a heartbeat.

T-Money slowly inches closer to Danny Vice.

T-Money: Try me “boss.” I’ve had it up to here with you.

Danny Vice stands up from his chair, but T-Money turns around and exits Vice’s lockerroom.

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#1 contender for TV Title
Joe Ragnal v. Skyler Striker

Michelle Madison: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for one fall and is for the number one contendership to the GWC Television Championship! Introducing first, weighing in at 220 pounds and from Scranton, PA, he is JOE RAGNAL!

"Violence Fetish" by Disturbed plays as Joe Ragnal enters the arena to the crowd's cheers. Joe jumps around on the stage to pump the crowd up, and then runs down to the ring, sliding in head first. He handsprings up, and raises his arms high as the crowd applauds him on.

“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.”

Michelle Madison: And his opponent, from Perth, Australia, weighing in at 215 pounds, he is SKYLER STRIKER!

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. He walks down towards the ring dressed in the usual black, unbuttoned shirt and the torn maroon pants. 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. The lights return to normal as Skyler jumps down and the music fades.

Phil Brooks: Both of these men have given reasons for wanting the opportunity to take out Zak Warner, but who can actually go on to do it?

Josh Harter: Doesn’t matter. The Disciple is too good for either of them.

The bell rings and the match gets underway as Ragnal hits the ropes, but Striker moves backwards as he does so and when Ragnal runs back, Striker holds the ropes down and Joe Ragnal goes flying onto the mat below.

Josh Harter: Striker outwitting Joe Ragnal here… not that that’s hard.

Ragnal gets to his feet slowly, but Striker is not done and pulls down on the top rope, holding onto it and using the elasticity to pull him over the top rope as well and Striker lands a huge cross body onto Joe Ragnal!

Phil Brooks: Striker leads here in the early going!

Josh Harter: You know, no matter how much you say that, it doesn’t actually make a difference to the final result. The early goings mean nothing.

Phil Brooks: What’s this?

Joe has managed to catch Striker and he holds him across his midriff, slamming Striker across the ring apron spine first. Ragnal rolls Striker into the ring and jumps up to the apron, then the top rope, and then lands a top rope leg drop onto Striker’s neck, following up with the pin attempt.

Phil Brooks: Joe Ragnal has his first opportunity to end this match right here!

1..2, no, Striker kicks out. Joe backs off as Striker gets to his feet. Striker turns around to get lifted by Ragnal and is kicked back down with a dropkick. Ragnal hits the ropes and comes back, looking for a rolling thunder, but Striker pulls a Shawn Michaels and rolls backwards and uses his back muscles to jump to his feet, leaving Ragnal to hit the mat. Striker runs, using the turnbuckles as steps before jumping off the top turnbuckle to catch Ragnal in the side of the head with a nasty looking kick. Striker follows up with his first pin attempt, 1..2no, Ragnal kicks out this time. Striker lifts Ragnal and throws him into the ropes, but Joe grabs the top rope with his arms to stop his momentum. Striker runs at Joe but receives a boot to the face for his trouble, and as he turns around, Ragnal jumps to the second rope, springs forward and nails a bulldog on Striker. Joe goes for a quick cover, 1..2no, Striker grabs the ropes.

Phil Brooks: Some very back and forth action from these two agile competitors.

Josh Harter: And forth and back action. Don’t forget about that.

Striker gets to his feet and Ragnal grabs his arm, whipping him into the ropes. Striker returns and Ragnal jumps over him, and on the second rebound Joe slides under Striker. Striker rebounds again and Ragnal dodges to hit the left ropes, rebounds to hit the right ropes while Striker rebounds again, and they finally meet in the middle of the ring where Ragnal jumps to roll his back off of Striker’s and grabs the champion’s arms, nailing him with a floating DDT. Joe goes for the cover, 1..2..no, Striker manages to kick out. Joe lifts him and grabs him by the head, nailing a kneeling jawbreaker, and Striker stumbles as Ragnal hits the ropes, coming back with a high knee lift. The sound that Striker’s skull makes against the flesh of Ragnal’s knee is very loud and the crowd ‘ooh’ in wincing pain at Striker.

Phil Brooks: That one looks like it hurt.

Josh Harter: It’s a hard canvas, dumbass.

Ragnal goes for yet another cover, 1..2..no! Striker kicks out yet again, and Ragnal is starting to get annoyed, gesturing to the ref for three. He covers Striker again, 1..2..no, another kickout by Striker. Ragnal cannot believe this and so he lifts Striker and kicks him hard in the gut. Joe Ragnal grabs Striker’s head and lifts under his stomach, flipping Striker up into a powerbomb position, and then brings him down for a facebuster!

Phil Brooks: Nasty shot there from Ragnal!

Josh Harter: Except Ragnal should take the advantage instead of playing to the crowd.

Ragnal is indeed riling the fans up, and they start chanting ‘FUN! FUN!’. Ragnal turns around to receive a standing bicycle kick from Striker!

Phil Brooks: Oh my God! What athleticism!

Ragnal stumbles for a second before Striker smiles and from nowhere launches a roundhouse kick right to the stomach of Ragnal. Ragnal falls back a step and collapses, Striker’s sudden martial arts display taking him to the mat. Striker pins, 1..2..3no! Ragnal kicks out and Striker continues his relentless assault, lifting Ragnal and making him stand. Ragnal is dazed and so Striker runs to the ropes and jumps off the second rope, and spin kicks Ragnal right in the side of the head! Ragnal’s neck twists violently and he collapses, and while no permanent damage has been done, Striker has obviously hurt Ragnal bad, as Ragnal lets out a tortured cry from the ground.

Josh Harter: Striker obviously wanting to win this one very badly!

Phil Brooks: That was a devastating shot.

Striker lifts Ragnal again and hits the ropes again, this time performing a handstand flip and dropkicking Ragnal in the chest. Ragnal stumbles back to the ropes and Striker runs, ready to clothesline him to the outside but Ragnal counters and from nowhere ducks the shot and lifts Striker from behind, and hits the FUN Drop!

Phil Brooks: FUN Drop! Ragnal countered Striker and delivered his finisher!

Josh Harter: It could all be over!

Ragnal pins Striker, 1..2..3NO! Striker kicks out of the FUN Drop! Ragnal cannot believe it and pins Striker again, 1..2..no, another kickout! Ragnal heads to the top rope and climbs the turnbuckle.

Phil Brooks: A risky move! Ragnal going for his five star frog splash!
Ragnal jumps into the air and lands the splash – onto Striker’s raised knees!

Josh Harter: Counter from Striker!

Ragnal, winded, collapses to the side of Striker, and the ref begins to count both men.

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

Striker gets to his knees…

5..
6..

Ragnal gets to the ropes and starts pulling himself up…

7..

And both men are up at 7. Ragnal goes for a short arm clothesline but Striker ducks, Final Revelation!

Phil Brooks: Striker nails his finisher!

But Striker does not pin and goes to the top rope himself!

Josh Harter: Did he not just watch what happened to Ragnal?

Striker jumps into the air and nails the Skyler High Dive successfully! And to finish it all up, Striker turns Ragnal over and cinches in the Lockdown!

Phil Brooks: Striker’s so-called unbeatable submission finisher, the Lockdown. No-one has ever escaped it yet once it’s locked in!

Josh Harter: I doubt after all that Ragnal has the strength.

Ragnal fights his way to the ropes, inching closer, and manages to hit it with his fingertips… but Striker pulls him right back to the centre and lowers the hold, putting even more pressure on Ragnal’s back! Ragnal looks around frantically, but there are no ropes, nothing, and he is forced to tap!

Phil Brooks: It’s over! Striker wins!

Josh Harter: New Number One contender to the TV Title… but I doubt much will come of it anyway. Disciple is simply too good.

“Fallen Angels” hits as Striker’s hand is raised.

Michelle Madison: Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, Skyler Striker!

Striker releases the ref’s grip and lowers down to Ragnal, lifting him up. Ragnal looks into his eyes and Striker nods, and Ragnal grins, the two shaking hands.

Phil Brooks: They may have just fought a hard match, but they’re still loyal to the GWC!

Josh Harter: BOO GWC.

[Danny Vice]

Drake Kencedro segment

Walking swiftly backstage, looking about in a fit of confusion, Tim Ryan, stands with a microphone, pacing back and forth. His camera man is standing still, in the same position while Ryan paces around like a chicken with its head cut off. The guy was always nervous, he was a scrawny little dude, with about as much muscle as George Bush had common sense. So just interviewing these muscle bound brutes was a stretch for him, but to know that any of them could snap and take their anger out on him, no amount of lawsuits could take the pain away, oh, but it would help. Now all Tim was doing was waiting on Cancer… Drake Kencedro to be specific, to hurry up, and do this interview.

Foot steps clattered down the hallway, blue jeans, boots, a black shirt reading ‘Cancer…’ with a strange gray design across the shoulder down to the center chest. His long hair was behind him as he marched down the hallway, his eyes hidden by a dark pair of sun glasses. Drake comes to an stop in front of Tim Ryan looking at him strange, Tim signals the camera man to start recording, Drake looks at the camera and then at Tim Ryan.

Tim Ryan “Good day, Mr. Kencedro.”

Drake Kencedro “Yeah, Yeah, just make with the questions.”

Tim Ryan: “Right, right... Uh, Yes, Mr. Kencedro, why, exactly did you jump to EPW?”

Drake Kencedro: “Your kidding right? Look where I am, look where I was, Danny wasn’t pushing me at all, and with EPW, the very next week I’m in a match for the belt.”

Tim Ryan: “With all this pressure for just winning the major belt in this company, what does it feel like to have a chance to achiever your goal, take Danny Vice out of the main office permanently?”

Drake Kencedro: “This is my shot, not just to take home a prize, but to do what I started here to do, that is the sweetest taste in my mouth.”

Tim Ryan: “Drake, you went from General Manager, to an EPW wrestler now, how has this many changes effected your career?”

Drake Kencedro: “Ever since day one in GWC, I’ve gone against the grain, I was the General Manager of Mayhem, which was a higher rated show than Danny Vice’s assault, I’m the best thing for the business… which is ironic, because I’m going to kill the company tonight… like a cancer would…”

Tim Ryan: “How do you feel about this match tonight?”

Drake: “I walk in as cancer, and I walk out, claiming the lives of four others… that’s that..”

Drake turns and walks away, leaving a stunned Tim Ryan looking into the camera as he signs off for the interview.

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Tapout Title Match
Thunder v. 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.

Michelle Madison: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Tapout Championship! In the ring...here is...Triiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiple X! And his opponent, making his way to the ring…THUNDER!

"Money" by Pink Floyd begins to play. As the cash register sound ends and the music begins, Thunder walks towards the ring. He reaches the apron and climbs the turnbuckle, taunting the fans.

DING DING DING

Phil Brooks: This title match up is under way!

Thunder, and Triple X quickly lock up, Triple X has a power advantage, as he backs Thunder into the ropes. Triple X whips Thunder towards the other ropes, and Thunder takes him down the mat with an arm drag. Thunder quickly locks in an arm bar to Triple X.

Josh Harter: A submission already.

Triple X powers himself back up to his feet, as he flips Thunder overhead, sending him to the mat below. Thunder sits up in pain, as Triple X nails a huge kick to the back to Thunder.

Phil Brooks: That had to be heard around the arena.

Triple X unleashes another brutal kick to the back of Thunder.

Triple X drops to his knees, as he applies a sleeper hold onto Thunder. Thunder squirms around, as he manages to wrap his legs around the bottom rope.

Josh Harter: Smart thinking.

The referee tells Triple X to back off, as he does. Thunder slowly gets to his feet, as Triple X nails him with a huge running knee to the gut. Thunder doubles over, as Triple X takes him down with a DDT. Triple X returns to his feet, as he walks over to the legs of Thunder.

Phil Brooks: He could be looking to end it here.

Triple X successfully locks in a Texas Cloverleaf, as Thunder quickly feels the pain. The referee gets to his knees asking Thunder if he wants to give up, but we hear Thunder yell “No”. Thunder has enough power to raise himself off the mat, but he quickly falls backdown.

Phil Brooks: Just tap.

Josh Harter: Thunder wouldn’t give up this early in the match.

Thunder managers to lift himself up again, as he is able to roll himself over. Thunder forcefully kicks Triple X straight into the corner. Thunder quickly holds his legs, as they must be in pain. Thunder struggles to get to his feet, as Triple X charges at him with a huge clothesline. Thunder ducks, as Triple X misses the clothesline. Triple X pivots, as he gets hit with a boot to the mid section by Thunder. Triple X doubles over, as Thunder applies a headlock. Triple X slowly fades. Triple X regains some strength as he rams thunder into the ropes. Thunder breaks the hold, as Triple X grabs Thunder by his hair, and slams him headfirst into the mat.

Phil Brooks: OUCH! That could have cracked his skull.

Thunder quickly covers his head, as Triple X raises his arms in air. Triple X taunts the fans, as he turns around and he helps Thunder back to his feet. Thunder can hardly stand, as Triple X turns to taunt the fans again. Thunder quickly runs up to Triple X, and locks him in the Million Dollar Dream.

Josh Harter: MILLION DOLLAR DREAM!

Triple X reaches for the ropes, but Thunder falls to the mat, dragging Triple X down with him. Triple X has no choice, and taps to the hold.

DING DING DING

Michelle Madison: HERE IS YOUR WINNER...AND NEW TAPOUT CHAMPION...THUNDER!

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Lights! Cam! Action!

The lights come up and we see that the ring is ready for another exciting edition of Lights! Cam! Action! This time it's the special Viva La GWC edition. "To Be Loved" by Papa Roach plays throughout the arena as the new GWC Ultimate Champion makes his way down to the ring. "Agent 5" Cam Connor is dressed in a matching black jacket and pants ensemble with black dress shoes. He has on a blue undershirt and is carrying his title belt over his shoulder. A pair of black sunglasses with blue lenses completes the young up and comer's look. He climbs in the ring, grabs a microphone, and begins to speak.

5~ "Welcome to this exciting pay-per-view episode of the hottest show in wrestling, Lights! Cam! Action! Your host as always is me, Cam Connor. As you all can notice, I came through on my promise to become the next Ultimate Champion. However, I'll be the first to hold it over the course of multiple title defenses! I know, I know. You all want to tell me that it hasn't been done yet, certainly not by my guest this evening. The truth is, that's all water under the bridge because I want you all to join me in welcoming my special guest for tonight's show. He is the FORMER GWC Ultimate Champion and resides in...well, wherever he damn well pleases...ladies and gentlemen...Kevin Sensation!"

"Karate" by Tenacious D begins to loop over the PA as Kevin Sensation appears on the top of the entrance way with one hand held in the air. He makes his way to the ring, high-fiving a few of his fans and taunting the others. He climbs into the ring and poses in the middle before going to the ropes to taunt the crowd some more. Finally, we walks over and grabs another microphone to take part in the interview.

5~ "Welcome to the show, Kevin. Great to have you here. Let's get right down to business. You showed up in the Global Wrestling Coalition and had almost immediate success in obtaining a championship. How did that make you feel and what did it mean to you?"

Sensation~ "It was pretty much normal. I'm used to having a title around my waist. Gold follows me wherever I go.”

5~ “Is that a fact? I suppose it doesn’t follow you around for long. Seeing as it’s now around the Agent’s waist. But I digress. How does it feel to be one in a long line of wrestlers already who have held the Ultimate Championship, only to lose it so quickly? How does it feel to have lasting success slip from your grasp?”

Sensation~ “I don't know why you're bothering asking me that question. You'll be more than able to answer that question yourself after the triple threat. You got lucky. It was a fluke win and we both know it."

Connor pauses after this latest response and laughs to himself a little. The Ultimate Champion takes off his blue lensed shades and examines them for a moment. Suddenly, he rears back and knocks Sensation to the mat with a vicious right cross! The Agent looks pleased with himself as he circles the ring. Kevin, however, isn’t down for long as he shakes the cobwebs loose, springs back up, and tackles Connor to the mat! The two are rolling around now and trading punches, trying to get the upper hand. Before either man can, a group of GWC officials have ran down and slid into the ring to break up the fight. They’re held in opposite corners, yelling obscenities at one another as the crowd cheers them on. It looks like order has been restored and we go to a promo for next month’s pay-per-view, GWC Presents: Tribulation.

[Danny Vice]

United States Title Match
J.W. McCammon (c) v. David Alastair

Michelle Madison: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the United States Championship! Making his way to the ring, from New York City… DAVIIIIIIIIID ALASTAIRRRRRRRRR!

The sudden bang of a hybrid of sound comes forth. The fusion of drums, guitar introduces a sheet of light fog, which covers the entrance way. Seen at the right angle, one can manage to see a figure standing behind the fog. In the video screen, meanwhile... many highlights of David’s career act as impulses and entice emotions associated with wrestling…past moments are brought up, before climaxing in David walking out from behind the curtain right before the first verse starts.

“Disgusted with what I see
So many pieces left of you and me
Glass falls like rain
I'll crucify you for this pain! (For this pain!)”

Holding out his arms and holding his head up in triumph, David indulges in the cheers emitted from the crowd. As if baptized by blessings, he lets it all seep in…inhaling and exhaling the atmosphere that surrounds him.

“Tonight, I leave this town
In love, I'd burn it all down
(To the ground) you're nothing to me!
(To the ground) you're fucking killing me!”

The song continues to process into and out from the sound system, David spreads his arms outward, allowing strobe lights to engulf him and stays like that until the second verse comes in.

“Abandon all hope, washing away me in the tides
Unclenching the fists made round my neck accepting the end…”

David then proceeds down the ramp and make one solemn round around the ring, slapping hands with the fans and stopping once or two to pose for the various photography coming from the front and middle rows.

“Longing to see your face
So my hand can form into a mace

Everything smells of you
Even the gasoline that covers you…”

Finally, he slides into the ring proceeds to taunt on the nearest turnbuckle. He embraces the crowd reactions by extending his arms out and slowly steps off the turnbuckle. David stays at the corner, quickly stretching out his arms and legs.

“Tonight, I leave this town
In love, I'd burn it all down
(To the ground) you're nothing to me!
(To the ground) you're fucking killing me!”

He double checks his knee brace by running his hands through the straps that are locked into place. In making sure that the brace is all set and snug, he nods to the referee and has him confirm that David’s all set to go without any hassle.

“Abandon all hope, washing away me in the tides
Unclenching the fists made round my neck accepting the end…”

The guitar interlude of the song follows, allowing the song to fade off…thus giving Alastair’s opponent’s music time to begin.

Michelle Madison: And his opponent, from Sumter, SC. He is the current GWC United States Champion……….J….W….McCammon!!!

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.

JW McCammon walks up the farside steps of the ring then walks across the ring apron and looks at the crowd. JW McCammon raises his arms and then gets into the ring. JW McCammon walks around the ring, takes his sunglasses and jacket off, handing them to the ring attendant.

The bell rings and both men feel each other out as they circle each other. McCammon and Alastair lock up, Alastair throws McCammon off into the ropes, on the return, and Alastair powers the Mercenary into the corner. The referee wants a clean break and Alastair does, but nails McCammon with a couple of lefts downstairs into the bread basket. David whips McCammon into the opposite corner, he follows in with a clothesline, but McCammon quickly moves out of the way. Alastair comes out of the corner and gets arm dragged by McCammon. David gets up and returns the favor to McCammon. Both men rise to their feet and McCammon hits another arm drag, but this time, locks on an armbar. McCammon then hits a knee to the arm as David lets out a yelp.

Alastair gets back to his feet with the Mercenary still in control of the arm. McCammon jerks the arm a couple of times and tries to lock in a top wristlock, but David reverses into a hammerlock. Alastair then takes a handful of hair and slams the Mercenary to the mat.

David comes off the ropes, but McCammon hits a quick monkey flip and on the return goes back to the arm drag and locks in another armbar. The referee checks on David, but he doesn’t give up, instead David gets to his feet and McCammon goes into a hammerlock. David though, switches to one of his own and hits a few quick headbutts to McCammon’s lower back.

JW McCammon then runs around the ring and slides down, using the leverage, slings David through the ropes right out onto the concrete and into the Spanish announce table.

Phil Brooks: The Spanish announce team almost got taken out by David Alastair!

McCammon poses to the delight of the fans as David Alastair walks around the ring. David gets onto the apron and McCammon grabs the top rope, sling shooting, Alastair over the ropes and back into the ring!

Phil Brooks: Slingshot! The United States Champion brought him back in the hard way!

McCammon grabs David’s arm in an arm wringer and clubs it with some hard forearm shots. David yelps with each blow.

Josh Harter: The Mercenary is playing a tune on the Citizen Soldier right now!

Phil Brooks: McCammon goes right back to the arm!

David gets to his feet and throws McCammon into the ropes, but McCammon catches Alastair with a crucifix pin! McCammon only gets a two count as Alastair kicks out!

Josh Harter: Holy Macarole!

Phil Brooks: So close!

David Alastair gets back to his feet, but is taken down again by The Mercenary with an armbar.

Josh Harter: Look at that, right back to the same armbar!

Phil Brooks: Find an appendage and go to work on it. That’s what the Mercenary is all about!

McCammon cinches in the armbar as the referee checks on David. McCammon then lays the arm out and hits it with a knee drop! David again gets up with McCammon still holding the arm. Alastair backs McCammon into the ropes, and throws him off. David swings for a lariat, but McCammon ducks. McCammon comes back and David Alastair hits him with the Martyr’s Raid! David makes a quick cover...one...two...McCammon kicks out at two and a half.

Phil Brooks: Smart move there on the part of David Alastair!

Josh Harter: McCammon was dropped like a bad habit.

Alastair starts stomping away on McCammon, eventually pushing him out of the ring. McCammon falls to the outside and David gets out of the ring. Alastair picks McCammon up and drops him to the ground with a hammerlock DDT. McCammon lies on the mat in a heap as David gets back into the ring to break the count. David poses to the crowd as McCammon gets to his feet. David comes off the ring apron with a springboard Somersault Ace Crusher, knocking McCammon back into the ground!

Phil Brooks: The Riotstarter!

Josh Harter: Ooh WOW! What elevation on that!

David Alastair rolls McCammon into the ring and makes a cover...one...two...McCammon kicks out at the last second to the delight of the crowd. David continues with some stomps as McCammon clutches his stomach. David the picks up McCammon and throws him sternum-first into the turnbuckle.

Phil Brooks: What a hit!

Josh Harter: Ooh Wow! Good Lord!

McCammon collapses to the mat, holding his chest. David poses with a double arm raise. David makes a late cover and receives a two count for his troubles. David Alastair picks up McCammon and slams him back to the mat with a scoop slam. David then points to the sky and ascends the ropes. Alastair comes off with a thunderous Jushin Liger Press! David covers and McCammon again kicks out at two! David gets to his feet frustrated and argues with the referee a little while before applying the No Leaf Clover on the Mercenary.

Phil Brooks: David Alastair goes to the No Leaf Clover, not a smart move in my book! If the Mercenary is compromised go after him!

The referee holds the arm of McCammon, drops it once.

Phil Brooks: The capacity crowd is yelling for both men! “Let’s go McCammon!” and “Let’s go Alastair!”

The crowd starts to get behind JW as the referee drops the arm for a second time, but as the referee drops the arm for the third time, JW holds the arm up. McCammon somehow gets to the ropes and Alastair is forced to break the hold. McCammon gets back to his feet and nails David with some shots and bounces of the ropes, only to be knocked to the mat by a stiff lariat! David Alastair bounces off the ropes and hits a falling headbutt onto the prone body of McCammon! Alastair covers again, only to get a count of one and a half!

A reverse chinlock by Alastair to McCammon and David lays into it trying to apply more pressure, but McCammon fights back to his feet. McCammon reverses, for a moment, into a top wristlock, but David pulls him right back into the side headlock. McCammon gets to the ropes, but David doesn’t break it. The referee gets involved and Alastair finally breaks it and hits McCammon with hard clubbing blows to the chin. He then whips McCammon into the ropes and David with another lariat, but McCammon ducks and on the rebound hits a sunset flip! One...two...and David kicks out!

David pulls McCammon up into one of the corners and whips JW hard into the opposite one and follows with a big splash, knocking the wind out of the Mercenary! Alastair pulls him out to the middle of the ring and drops him with a cradle piledriver. David makes another cover...one...two...McCammon kicks out again!

Phil Brooks: A nonchalant cover by Alastair and McCammon kicks out again!

David lifts JW up and sends him to the mat with a wrist clutch exploder suplex. Alastair drops a fist into the Mercenary’s forehead before making a cover for two. McCammon pulls himself up by the ropes and lands a few kicks to a charging Alastair, but Alastair hits some as well and bounces off the ropes to nail a second Martyr’s Raid!

Phil Brooks: Alastair should go for the cover here!

Alastair then stands over the Mercenary and then signals the end. David goes for the Abandon All Ye Hope, but McCammon backdrops out of it!

Josh Harter: The Mercenary was long gone on that one!

McCammon then gets up and lays into David with some rights and then slams his head into the turnbuckle. McCammon then throws Alastair into the opposite corner chest-first. McCammon then picks him up and throws Alastair into the ropes, nailing David with a shot to the body and follows with a Russian legsweep!

Phil Brooks: We are seeing some patented Mercenary moves here!

McCammon quickly makes a cover, but only gets two. McCammon the rolls David up in a small package for another two count. McCammon follows that up with a pendulum backbreaker. JW goes to the second ropes and comes off with an elbow, but David gets the boot up, sending the Mercenary to the mat, holding his throat.

Phil Brooks: That literally clobbered McCammon!

Josh Harter: That jacked his jaw!

Both men lay on the floor, extremely exhausted. They slowly pull themselves to their feet, where McCammon is the first to hit a quick kick to the stomach. He follows up looking for Crunch Time, but Alastair reverses into The Nail, only to have McCammon grab Alastair’s feet and take him down with a Judo takedown. McCammon begins to lock in The Lock-On in the center of the ring. He’s trying to get Alastair over, but Alastair will not allow for it to happen. He fights back and begins throwing punches up at McCammon who grabs Alastair by the head. With great strength, he lifts Alastair up for a double handed chokebomb.

Phil Brooks: Wow, incredible strength from…

Josh Harter: Oh god!

Seemingly out of nowhere, Alastair, flips over McCammon out of the choke and hits the Nail.

1…

2…

3!!!

Michelle Madison: Here is your winner, and NEW United States Champion….DAVID ALASTAIR!!!

Josh Harter: Wow, he did it again.

Phil Brooks: Three TIMES! This is truly amazing. Both men are up and shaking hands in the center of the ring, knowing this one was an epic battle which could have gone either way.

Crowd: Welcome Back! Welcome Back! Welcome Back!

“Washing Me Away In The Tides” plays as Alastair climbs the turnbuckle to hold the United States Title over his head, once again.

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Outcast segment

The scene opens in the locker room with a GWC banner. Tim Ryan is standing infront of it.

Tim: Ladies and Gentleman welcome to Viva La GWC. I am here in the back to introduce GWCs latest acquisition. He is well known in the wrestling world, most noteably in the World Championship Federation, the WCF. Here is the one, the only. Outcast.

Outcast walks into the scene, cheers can be heard in the arena.

Tim: Outcast let me be the first to welcome you here to the GWC.

Outcast: Well thank you Tim. I appreciate it. I am very happy to be here, as a signed and contracted GWC wrestler.

Tim: Outcast what are your goals here?

Outcast: Well it's what everyones goal is. GWC World Heavyweight Championship. Though that is long term, and I'm sure you already knew what I was gunning for long term. Lets talk short term. It seems I have entered the GWC at a bewildering time. An invasion is currently happening, sides are being chosen, titles being talked about being part of one organization to another. First of all allow me to put everyones mind at ease, that I joined the GWC and I will fight for the GWC. I don't know what this EPW is, and honestly I could give a rats ass. This is G..W..C. If you can't hack it here, then get out. Please do not violate this fed with your second rate company.

Tim: So you plan to fight the invasion?

Outcast: I didn't come here to sit on the sidelines, I came here to prove I am the best, and I will not allow anyone..or thing stand in my way. So yes, I will fight this invasion. I will join the GWC fight to rid the EPW. Now, why don't we talk about tongiht.

Tim: Tonight? You are not on the card for...

Outcast: Shhhh, silence. Be very quite. I do not need to be on a card to make an impact. I'm mother fucking Outcast. I do what I want, when I want. So tonight I will stand in the ring, strictly int he center, with the ring cleared out of the poor soul I decide to make my impact on.

Outcast smiles and pats Tim on the back, as he walks away and the scene fades.*

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Tag Team Titles Match
"Gift From The Gods" Felipe Salarose and "The Disciple" Zak Warner (c) v. Lexington "The Poet" Royale

Josh Harter: Our next match has a slight change.

Phil Brooks: Jamal Carter was removed due to personal reasons, there for our next match is CXF taking on Lexington Royale.

Josh Harter: But the Tag Team titles are still on the line!

Before the music starts, the lights in the arena go out. A spotlight appears in the center of the ring and a burst of smoke fills the area. Once it clears, we are greeted with the sight of Reginald "The Magician" Churchill. He has a microphone in hand and begins to speak...

Churchill : Ladies and gentlemen...about to come down the aisle...weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 6'3"...he hails from London, England and is known as the Word Warrior, the Civil Champion, and the Artful Avenger...he is none other than...Lexington "The Poet" Royale!

Beethoven's Fifth Symphony plays throughout the arena as Mr. Royale emerges from the curtain, waving to the fans, and walking down to the ring. Climbing the ring steps, he pauses on the apron to wipe his feet before stepping through the ropes. Once inside, he continues to wave as the music fades and Sir Reginald looks on approvingly.

Josh Harter: Well tonight he is in a handicap match, but can Lexington Royale overcome the odds?

Phil Brooks: Careful, that’s a trademarked term.

What You Know About That plays and smoke rises from the stage. Then golden sparks start to fall down from the roof around the ramp area as Felipe and Zak come out slowly basking in their greatness. Felipe looks to sky and smiles and then points to the ring looking at Zak and he nods. Then both men slowly walk down the ring taunting the fans as they walk before sliding into the ring. They go opposite turnbuckle and raise there hands as then golden sparks falls around the ring. They get down and Zak starts do a little Harlem shake to the rap music playing and Felipe shoots him a stare and he quickly stops. Both men then settle down and await their oppenents.

Michelle Madison: And introducing the GWC tag tam champions...C...X...F!

Felipe Salarose chooses to be first for CXF, as The Poet looks ready to take on either of them.

Phil Brooks: I feel bad for Royale.

The Poet offers to lock up with Salarose, as Felipe accepts. The two struggle back and forth, as Felipe hits a cheap shot to the mid section of The Poet. Salarose follows up by driving his leg into the mid section of Lexington Royale, causing him to double over. Felipe walks over to the ropes, as he springs off of the bottom rope, with a lionsault where he drives a boot into the back to the skull of The Poet.

Josh Harter: We usually see lionsault moves for when someone goes to cover.

Phil Brooks: Never have we seen it as a move like that.

Felipe returns to his feet, as he walks over to Zak Warner and tags him in. The Poet slowly sits up, as Zak Warner enters the ring. He goes to pick up Royale, as Lexington hits a thumb to the eye to The Disciple. Royale then rolls Warner into a small package as the referee goes for the pin.

1

2

KICK OUT by Disciple. Both men return to their feet, as Disciple then takes Royale back down to the mat with a huge clothesline.

Josh Harter: Close call.

Disciple slaps Royale across his head a couple times, before he helps him back up. Warner yells towards Salarose and tells him to go to the tope rope.

Phil Brooks: Here’s the team work.

Disciple applies a bear hug to Royale, as Salarose climbs to the top rope. The Poet lays lifeless locked in the arms of The Disciple as Salarose dives off the top rope with a spinning heel kick. The fans get behind Poet, as he squirms himself free, and turns the bear hug into a sun set flip. Salarose crashes to the mat, as the ref goes for the pin.

1

2

KICK OUT!

Phil Brooks: Oh my god, that was close!

The Poet gets to his feet, as Warner goes as well. The Poet drives his knee into the side of the head of Warner sending him back to the mat.

Josh Harter: The Poet is fighting back now!

The Poet stomps down on the fallen Warner, as The Disciple rolls out of the ring...The Poet turns around, and he gets nailed with a huge superkick by Felipe Salarose. The Poet falls to the mat, as Felipe yells a plan to The Disciple.

Phil Brooks: Now it’s just a numbers game.

Josh Harter: I don’t care how much heart The Poet has. He can’t fight off two other men.

Poet and Warner still the legal men in the match, as Warner climbs the turnbuckle while Salarose holds Royale down. Warner come off the top with a vicious double stomp to the chest of Royale, and makes the cover.

1…

2..

Kickout!

Phil Brooks: Even with the odds against him, The Poet will not lay down for CXF.

Josh Harter: Foolishly, this could be the end of Lexington as we know him. Look at Churchill, he looks like he’s at a funeral.

Warner whips Royale into a neutral corner and begins pounding away at the ribs of Royale with rights and lefts. The referee separates them and warns Warner. Warner walks back in, but Royale responds with a heart punch, The Pen Is Mightier. Warner stumbles back, followed by a running bulldog to bring both men down. Warner looks up first and sees Salarose, so he begins to crawl. Royale looks over to his corner, forgetting there is no one there, and puts his head down in desperation as Salarose laughs outside the ring.

Josh Harter: What is that?

A black jean wearing, dark haired man runs down toward the ring. He leaps up onto the apron and into the corner of Lexington Royale.

Phil Brooks: It’s Outcast! The newest signee of the GWC. He’s here to help Lex!

Josh Harter: There has to be something against this?

Phil Brooks: This is a tag team match, and now we have two TAG TEAMS!

The Poet smiles, pulls himself to his knees, and dives across to tag in Outcast. Warner makes the tag as well, but the fresh Outcast rushes the ring and drills Salarose with a clothesline. Salarose is back up, but he is hit with an Atomic Drop followed by a brainbuster from Outcast. Warner rushes at Outcast in the ring, but is caught and hit in a scoop powerslam. He grabs Salarose and whips him into his own corner, and tags in Royale. The crowd cheers as Outcast taps the top turnbuckle.

Phil Brooks: A little unfamiliar territory for Royale up there. Let’s see what the Englishman has got!

Outcast drops Salarose with a suplex, followed up by a Super Pen Is Mightier by Royale. Royale hooks the leg as Outcast fends off Warner.

1…

2…

3!!!

Michelle Madison: Here are your winners, and NEW GWC Tag Team Champions…LEXINGTON ROYALE and OUTCAST!!!

Phil Brooks: Yes! They’ve done it! Lexington lasted long enough for the cavalry to come, and we have new tag team champions!

Josh Harter: This is bullshit! Where is Nikki Venus, she has to do something!

The cameras show Venus backstage where she throws her monitor in disgust against the wall.

[Danny Vice]

Xavier Cross segment

The camera starts rolling, we are in a messy room, clothes are on the floor, the bed covers are piled up to one side, a few cans of coke, and water bottles are spread out across the room. A man then steps into the view, sits down on the bed, and looks up at the camera….

Xavier Cross sits their, with an annoyed smile on his face, shaking his head as he looks at the camera. His annoyance turns to a grin as he looks into the camera and begins to speak.

Xavier Cross: Nikki Fuckin Venus, listen up, and listen up real fucking clearly. I was laying on this vary bed when I was awoken from my nice little nap but a phone call. Clearly pissed off I answered the phone, and guess who it was my manager. I heard about your stupid little announcement news whatever. How the GWC faithful should jump ship, just because, “T-Money and Xavier Cross” won’t get it done, and Danny Vice is gonna be replaced. Anyone in this business knows I don’t give two shits what happens to Vice. But there is no way in hell I’d let a fuckin shemale tarnish the reputation of my home. GWC is my house, and as much as I hate to admit it…. Danny Vice made this, and guys like myself, T-Money, Jamal Carter, Thunder, Skyler Striker, Joe Ragnal, Lexington Royal, and a few others have turned this into the number one rated show in sports entertainment.

Xavier gets up, the most serious expression anyone has every seen him with, he stands up holding his hands out and then points towards the camera.

Xavier Cross: I won’t perish, GWC is going to be walking out here with gold, or I’ll end my career in this fucking match, there is no, I repeat no fucking way that I’m going to leave this match without making sure at the end of the night, EPW, is not in control, and Nikki Venus, if I have to drag my broken, and beaten body to your fucking car, grab you by your greasy hair, pull you out, and take you down myself. I got no problem hitting a man. None at all….

Xavier pushes the camera over and looks down on it, his face starting to turn red.

Xavier Cross: I turned my back once on these fans, on a friend. You know what, screw the bad shit I’ve done, Jamal Carter, here is an official apology for what I did, as far as all these fans go, I’m going to risk life and limb, to make sure you get the highest quality of entertainment. I apologize for my mistreatment of my profession, but, I swear to god, I’ll do anything to make sure GWC stays on top. That’s a fucking promise!

Xavier kicks the camera, the last image we see is a wall, and then static. But away from the camera Xavier spits, hitting the carpet he is breathing hard, his face red, his hands tighten into fists. Holding one hand up, the fist turns into one finger, that turns into a spread palm. Then sending five hard beats into his chest Xavier ends his promo.

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Chris Cage v. Ryder

Chris Cage came out to the ring and cut a promo on the disgust he had seen so far that night with the GWC winning the Tag Titles. He said he would end the GWC, starting with Ryder. Ryder came toward the ring but was met at the ramp by Cage. The two immediately began what can only be viewed as a wild brawl. The match never even got underway, as Ryder smashed Cage's head against the guardrail, leaving him bloodied on the ramp.

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Yukio Blaze segment

Through all of the years that I've been a active competitor, either at SAW, PWA, PWS, WFWF or more recently here in the GWC, I've never had a shot at the top prize, that being a World Title. Now here later tonight, by dreams are coming true, even if that means that I put my career on the line. Its just not the concept of X shaped ropes crossing the ring above, but it could all come to a end of the EPW was to win this match. They take over the GWC, the World Title, and every other title that will be spray painted with those three little letters that people thinks are extreme. There is that ring tonight, I'm putting everything I have to give to win this match, the title, and to not be forced out of active competition by the so called "extreme wonders" and on the other hand I could be fired from the GWC if I dont win. So either way, I'm a marked man. Tonight here in France, I'm making my name big here by showing my true colors in Ultimate X. Crimson or by his new name Stargazer wont stop my chances, Kencedro is a joke and a EPW jerky, Cross is a enemy, and T-Money holds the grandest prize in this Ultimate game of chance tonight. Its time for me to do what is best for both sides. Oh and Crimson or Stargazer of whatever in the blue hell your name is, I just dare you to cash in the Money In The Bank because if you do, your dreams of being a World Champion and bringing that title to the EPW will be shattered and you can bank on that................BITCH!!

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Skyler Striker and T-Money segment

The scene goes backstage to T-Money, who has the World Title slung over his shoulder and is on his way to his match. However, he passes an individual who is leaning against a box on the side of the corridor, as if waiting for T-Money. T stops and turns to see the individual, who is dressed in red and white.

??: Nice to see you stopped and noticed me, T.

The individual steps out of the shadows and reveals himself.

T-Money: What do you want, Striker?

Skyler Striker steps up to T-Money and replies.

Skyler Striker: I want you to know that we’re on the same page, T. I want you to know that we need to fight together for GWC.

T-Money: The same page? Striker, we’ll never be on the same page. First, you support Vice, and second, you cost me my World Title at Kingdom Come, and I still haven’t forgotten. Vice is against me, and if you’re for him, then you’re against me, no matter what you say.

Skyler Striker: But you’re on the GWC side of the equation in the match! Surely you believe that’s what you’re fighting for!

T-Money: Yo, Striker, you’re not listenin’ to me. I’m THUG. We’re not GWC or EPW. We do what we want, not follow the whims of a crazy fool like Vice or a psycho woman like Venus. I play a different game.

Skyler pauses and T-Money starts to walk away.

Skyler Striker: How about as a brother in faith then, T-Money? Isn’t unconditional love part of what the Lord teaches? We’re both followers of the faith. Surely you’ll side with me on that.

T-Money stops, but does not turn.

T-Money: A brother in faith forever, Striker. In the ring, it means nothing, and you’re still my enemy in conditional love. My real brothers rest in THUG. Sorry.

T-Money walks away and Skyler muses to himself.

Skyler Striker: You’re a strange one, T-Money… but you shouldn’t be feeling sorry for me. It’s the other way around.

The scene cuts to the hallway outside Danny Vice office.

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Danny Vice and Ryder segment

Ryder is seen walking through the hallways with his bag over his shoulder as if he’s leaving for the night. Danny sees him from inside of his office.

Danny Vice: Ryder, wait up! Come in here for a second.

Ryder pauses as if to think about it, before turning back around and walking in.

Ryder: What do you want?

Danny Vice: Great work tonight, you did the GWC proud with that victory over Chris Cage. That was a step in the right direction for all of us.

Ryder: I accomplished that for me.

Danny Vice: Regardless, I wanted to tell you I think you should stick around and watch the Ultimate X match.

Ryder: Why?

Danny Vice: Because I might not be the commissioner after this match, so the last thing I am officially doing as Commissioner of this place is making you the #1 contender for the World Title on Wednesday Night Assault in two weeks when we go to Hong Kong. So stick around and see who you might be facing.

Ryder smiles a sinister smile before exiting Danny’s office, he heads back toward the locker room, rather than the exit as before.

[Danny Vice]

World Title Ultimate X Match
T-Money (c) v. Stargazer v. Drake Kencedro v. Xavier Cross v. Yukio Blaze

Phil Brooks: Here we go. This match is for all the marbles.

Josh Harter: Marbles? I thought this was for the World Title and control of GWC?

Phil Brooks: It is. I was just using a figure of speech.

Josh Harter: What’s a figure of speech?

Phil Brooks: Nevermind. Let’s head to the ring.

Michelle Madison: The following contest is the Ultimate X Match for the GWC World Heavyweight Championship! The winner’s faction will control GWC. Introducing first, representing EPW, from The Celestial Kingdom, weighing in at 249 pounds, THE STARGAZER!!!

The entire arena is filled with this angelic humming, it eases everyone as soon as it hits the loud speaker. A soft pinging sound echoes through the rafters.

A Gregorian choir starts chanting, in preparation for a champion.

Heavy metal mixed with a orchestra starts wailing.

It's enpowering.

On the fields you restore your beliefs,
Like an old man in church on a Sunday.
Crawl the dirt on your elbows and knees,
Any minute you know you could die.

The crowd starts to go berserk for the lyrics, Stargazer comes out of the back, soaking in the praise he receives.

So come save us, turn water to wine,
Give me words of unfathomable wisdom.
As I'm crossing the enemy's line,
Where the wounded and dead show the way.

Stargazer rolls into the ring, the crowd now singing the chorus of the song, Stargazer leaps on a turnbuckle and starts to chant wtih his fans.

Tell me when the night is gone,
Like washed away,
Make a wish beneath the mourning star.

He marches about in the ring, waving his arms to have the people chant even louder for the next part of the song.

Now the arena is lit up with Gold and purple lights, flickering, strobing, illuminating the entire arena, only lights that can be seen are the ones strobing.

When the victory is won,
The old cliché,
Underneath the same old mourning star.

Stargazer now awaits his opponent, ready, for the battle ahead.

Michelle Madison: Representing GWC, from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing 230 pounds, XAVIER CROSS!!!

An explosion rocks the arena, coming from the top of the stage. The sound of rain drops is then heard followed by Lil Wayne’s voice, “Yeah, I’m in this business of terror, gotta handful a stacks bettah grabba unbrella I make it rain, I make it rain on them hoes I make rain, I make it rain on them hoes.” smoke comes across the entrance as Xavier stands at the top, sporting a black bandana, and a Black-Red Portland Jersey with the number 52 and ODEN written on the back. Sporting a pair of rip away pants and wrestling boots he makes his way down the rap holding his arms out, high five’s fly to fans with their arms outstretched. He stands at the bottom of the rap and gives T-Money a thumbs up. Xavier makes his way slowly towards the ring, then his motions turn into a sprint, then a leap onto the apron. He grabs onto the ropes and sling shots himself into the ring landing on his feet.

Michelle Madison: Representing neither side, weighing 230 pounds, YUKIO BLAZE!!!

"Silver and Cold" starts to play on the speakers. Black and White lights start to flicker in the ring and on the ramp. At about 30 seconds into it, Yukio Blaze shows himself in the audience and the fans sing the chorus "Your Sins Into Me". Yukio looks on and raises his fist in the air and the crowd starts to cheer him on some more. Yukio reaches the arena floor and slides under the bottom ring rope. Yukio goes to the center of the ring and drops to one knee and then takes a bow. The ring lights comes on and Yukio looks at the crowd one more time, kneels up and then looks over to his opponent. The music then stops and he is ready for his match.

Michelle Madison: Representing EPW, from Sydney Australia, weighing 239 pounds, DRAKE KENCEDRO!!!

My Last Serenade, by Killswitch Engage picks up over the speaker system, as the lights slowly dim to a low lighting. A thick smoke effect floods from the backstage area, as it slowly fills the clean air. As the smoke settles, Drake Kencedro stands at the top of the entrance ramp. Kencedro stands with his back faced towards the ring. The fans begin loud chains of boos, as Kencedro slowly turns and faces the ring. He raises his arms in the air, as a series of loud pyro shots go off from the top of the entrance ramp. Kencedro begins his descend to the ring, as he dodges the debris of the angered fans. At the bottom of the ramp Kencedro slides into the ring, as he waits an extra second before returning to his feet.

Michelle Madison: And the final participant, the GWC World Champion, from Orlando, Florida, weighing 183 pounds, T-MONEY!!!

The house lights 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. 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. His theme music fades out.

Phil Brooks: All of the participants are in the ring. It’s time!

Josh Harter: This is going to be a great match.

The bell sounds and immediately the two sides are drawn. GWC’s Cross and T-Money team together and begin exchanging lefts and rights to EPW’s Stargazer and Kencedro. Blaze watches all of this from the corner. T-Money and Cross appear to have the upper hand in the battle until Blaze knocks them both down with a double clothesline.

Josh Harter: Yes! Yukio has finally sided with EPW!

Blaze follows up his offense by hitting Stargazer and Kencedro with superkicks.

Phil Brooks: What was that you were saying, Josh?

Josh Harter: Nothing.

Blaze stares up the title belt looming above him and looks to move towards the turnbuckle to climb up, but Kencedro catches him with a dropkick to the back of the head. With all of the other competitors down, Kencedro scales the steel structure.

Phil Brooks: We could see an early victory here.

Kencedro moves across the ropes carefully and gets a hold of the GWC Title. While this is happening, Cross gets down on his knees. Picking up speed, T-Money runs off Cross’ back and hits Kencedro with a spinning heel kick that sends Kencedro down to the mat.

Phil Brooks: What amazing teamwork by T-Money and Xavier Cross!

Josh Harter: They may be working together now, but how long will that last?

Stargazer and Blaze are the first two to reach their feet and being exchanging right hands. Blaze sends Stargazer into the ropes, but he backdrops Blaze down onto the floor. He then hits him with a missile dropkick from the top rope to the floor. Stargazer sets up a table on the floor, but Blaze spears him.

Blaze then moves to the top rope and beginning to grab onto to the rope when out of nowhere, Kencedro waffles him over the head with a steel chair, knocking Blaze out and sending him crashing down outside.

Phil Brooks: Oh my God! Kencedro nearly took Blaze’s head off with that shot!

Josh Harter: Blaze could easily have a concussion after that. That may be the last we see of him in this match.

Cross takes Kencedro out by pushing him off the top rope and then climbs up the steel structure. Instead of climbing towards the belt, Cross comes off the structure with his high flying move, the Cross Word Puzzle onto both Stargazer and Kencedro.

T-Money is now alone in the ring and scales the structure, getting closer and closer. He finally gets a hold of the belt, but Kencedro reenters the ring with ladder in hand and knows T-Money down with a ladder shot to the gut.

Kencedro then sets the ladder up in the center of the ring and begins to scale it.

Josh Harter: What a brilliant move!

Phil Brooks: It’s a cheap move, that’s what it is.

Josh Harter: Remember what Jesse Ventura said. Win if you can, lose if you must, but always cheat.

Phil Brooks: I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that.

Kencedro reaches the top step and is about to unhook the ladder when Blaze rushes into the ring and tips it over, causing Kencedro to crotch himself on the top rope.

Josh Harter: Somehow, Yukio is back.

Phil Brooks: And he’s got an easy shot at the belt.

But that is not what he decides to do. Blaze rolls Kencedro onto the table on the fllor, scales the ladder, and hits Kencedro with a swanton bomb through the table.

Phil Brooks: That was an unbelievable move!

Josh Harter: Unbelievably stupid. He had the match all but won. If Cool Dad was in this match he would have snatched the belt down right away.

Phil Brooks: Who?

Josh Harter: Nevermind.

There is a brief pause in the action as all the wrestlers try to shake off the cobwebs. The fallen combatants on the floor are now beginning to rise, Stargazer being the first. He scales the steel structure and moves along the ropes, appearing to have the title within his grasp, but T-Money and Cross aren’t about to let that happen. They each grab one of his legs and attempt to pull him down, but somehow, Kencedro spears them both.

Phil Brooks: How could Kencedro recover so quickly?

Josh Harter: He must be like Superman or something.

With his GWC foes down, Stargazer now has the World Title in his grab. Just as he is about to unclip it, Blaze hits him with a springboard super stunner that knocks him down.

Phil Brooks: What an amazing match we’ve had so far.

Josh Harter: It can only get better.

For quite a long time, all men lay there, knocked out. Finally, Cross and T-Money reach their feet first. After looking at each other for a moment, T-Money crosses the ring so he can climb up. Before he can do that, Cross hits him with a spinebuster out of nowhere.

Josh Harter: So much for GWC teamwork.

Before Cross begins to make an attempt at the title, he taunts the crowd, which proves costly. This gives T-Money enough time to recover. He begins to move across the cable, but on the opposite end T-Money is moving across the opposite side, and they eventually meet in the middle.

Phil Brooks: This will be an interesting face off. Whoever knocks the other down could get the title.

While swinging, they begin to kick each other, but neither man budges. While this is happening, Kencedro is moving across one cable and Stargazer is moving on the opposite side. Soon the four men are in the center, battling to knock each down. At the same time, Blaze has climbed to the top of the steel structure and jumps from there to the center of the X, knocking down all of the other four.

Phil Brooks: How can Yukio not win the match now? It’s impossible.

Stargazer is able to reach his feet and shake the cable, causing Blaze crotch himself and then fall down.

Josh Harter: That’s how.

A golden opportunity awaits Stargazer as he moves across the cable. He gets a hold of the belt, but much to his surprise, Kencedro has worked his way over as well and won’t let him grab it.

Josh Harter: What are they doing? They need to work together, not fight!

This gives Cross the chance to pull them both down and a great shot at getting the belt. He scales the steel structure and runs across the cable, stopping in the middle. Instead of grabbing the belt, he hits Kencedro and Stargazer with a shooting star press.

Phil Brooks: That was insane!

Josh Harter: Somebody better check to see if he still has a pulse after that.

T-Money rolls onto the floor an pulls out a barbed wire bat from under the ring. Upon entering the ring, he knocks down Blaze with repeated shots to the head and stomach. He then throws in down and begins to climb the steel structure. Stargazer works his way up as well and hits T-Money with The Falling Star to floor below.

Cross moves across the ropes and has the title in his grasp, but a barbed wire baseball bat from Kencedro makes him lose his grip. However, this is not enough to take him down as he is still hanging on by the title. A low blow with the bat takes care of that.

Phil Brooks: I can’t even begin to imagine how that feels.

Josh Harter: Well, you wouldn’t know.

Phil Brooks: What’s that supposed to mean?

Josh Harter: Oh, nothing.

Yukio Blaze and Kencedro are now both nearing the center of the X apparatus. They each have one hand on the GWC World Title, kicking at one another, desperately trying to knock the other off. Kencedro swings himself up and hits a vicious kick to the back of the head of Blaze, but he does not drop. Blaze then decides enough is enough, lunges at Kencedro and hits a massive stunner off the Ultimate X. Both men are laid out and the crowd is going wild.

Phil Brooks: Look at Stargazer!

Stargazer has climbed the outside of the structure, a la Christopher Daniels. He steps out onto the cables and begins to tightrope walk them toward the titles. T-Money is slowly climbing the opposite turnbuckle, trying to get out onto the cables before Stargazer wins the bout. Cross is climbing the steel structure directly behind Stargazer. He shakes the cable with both hands, causing Stargazer to slip and hang from his hands. T-Money begins climbing out on the opposite side toward the World Title. Stargazer has his left hand now on the strap, trying to undo the buckle, when Xavier Cross dives across the ring, clutches Stargazer, and delivers a sitout powerbomb the likes of which has never been seen.

Crowd: GEE-DUB-SEE! GEE-DUB-SEE! GEE-DUB-SEE!

Phil Brooks: That was amazing. And now T-Money has grabbed the title.

Josh Harter: Everyone is laid out, can he pull it down?

T-Money unlatches the title and drops to the mat to the sound of the ringing bell. The crowd erupts.

Phil Brooks: Yes! He did it! T-Money retains! Nikki Venus is gone! GWC reigns supreme!

“We Fly High” hits the speakers as T-Money holds the title in his arms. Xavier Cross stands up and looks over at T-Money. Xavier extends his hand, but T-Money turns around and walks to the turnbuckle and lifts the title over his head toward the crowd. Xavier Cross looks stunned, but T-Money returns to the center of the crowd and finally shakes his hands. T-Money throws the title over his shoulder and points at Xavier as he says “I am watching you”. The cameras fade out with the picture of Xavier Cross smiling.

[andretti]

Loveleh. Kid Alpha, Im coming for j00!

[Talan Trenor]

uh, the new card shall be interesting

[The Stargazer]

I didn't think my fire could get bigger.

Nay I was mistaken once more.

*snarl*

When i get back from vacation, I would love to have a one on one match with T-Money for the title, promo only.

[Yukio Blaze]

Hell, I would think I was the MVP of the Ultimate X Match or even the whole night.

[Talan Trenor]

so...if epw is over...whys the tribulation card the same?

[The Stargazer]

It all ends at Tribulation

[Michael "Thunder" Knight]

havok said:

I didn't think my fire could get bigger.

Nay I was mistaken once more.

*snarl*

When i get back from vacation, I would love to have a one on one match with T-Money for the title, promo only.

Then I would suggest you cash in the MITB.