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(Silence. The screen is all black. The sound of a heart beating plays as 'IWO' fades in and out of the screen. Again. The third time 'IWO' stays on the screen. All of the sudden there's a loud boom and the words light on fire. The IWO logo, now in blue flames, stays on the screen for a moment, then fades out to all black again.....)

("Until it Sleeps" by Metallica.The music plays for about 15 seconds before anything comes on screen. Suddenly, the screen splits. On one half the screen shows Billy Larson holding up the Television Title. On the other side it shows President Jamie on the mic.)

'Big' Scott Weber (BSW)- Nothing like this has ever been heard of....ever been thought of...till tonight. 'Mr. Hardcore' Billy Larson....a man who has won countless titles in other federations and has had some success in the IWO....completely snapped. Feeling he was on the downward spiral to firing in the IWO, he has made one last ditch effort to save his career here. He challenged the President of the IWO, President Jamie, to a match. If Larson wins, he gets a shot at any non-World Title he deems worthy at a future Hostile Takeover. If he loses, President Jamie gets Summer, Larson's pride and joy.

(The split screen then fades out on both sides.....Atlas is then shown on one side, while Jax Stone is shown on the other.)

'Beautiful' Nikki- Atlas is a name well known with the IWO. He's now beginning his second career here....and he's off to a good start. When 'Phoenix' Phelan Kell gave up the Television Title, Atlas was the one deemed the new champion. But now, he faces a man who has confidence, who has momentum....who has a World Title shot soon. Jax Stone is on a major winning streak, can Atlas put an end to it?

(Again the split screen fades, and now is replaced by Inferno & Zombie on one side, Hostile Youth on the other.)

JT- Round One went to Inferno and Zombie. After the most contreversial win in IWO history, the long reigning Hostile Youth lost the World Tag Team Titles to the recently formed but very experienced Zombie and Inferno. Kell and Cain, who had been pursuing singles careers, instantly turned their focus back to the World Tag Titles. Now Inferno and Zombie will face a lot less cocky Hostile Youth, and perhaps this time we will have a clear cut winner.

(Ken War holding the Extreme Title is shown on one side of the screen, The Raging One on the other.)

BSW- A meat locker match. The advantedge goes to Ken War, who only very recently defeated Mad Max for the IWO Extreme Title. The Raging One has put his focus into winning this match...but he expected a different opponent. Will this be a factor? We shall find out soon enough.

(A quadrople screen of the Vietnam Veteran, Zombie, Fusion, and The Raging One are shown.)

Nikki- Four men have led four paths to this night. The Vietnam Veteran has long been on a quest to win the World Title, he's long awaited the oppurtunity to be called IWO Champion. Zombie has been on the never ending quest to step out of the shadows, to become a legend of the sport. Fusion has been aching to step out of the shadows....to become what King Sting never could be. the Raging One has long since wanted to please whoever his overseer was, whether it be the Pygmies or his own reflection. They all found their way to this night differently...the Vietnam Veteran and Zombie by fighting last month for a #1 contendership, Fusion and the Raging One through a Tournament. Now tonight, someone will finally be the IWO World Champion. Who will it be?

JT- Ladies and Gentlemen, there are stormclouds brewing....in a matter of moments, the Blood Showers will begin.

(fade out.....)

("Until it Sleeps" by Metallica plays as th Key Arena lights up with fireworks. The camera pans through the signfest, stopping at the IWO Big Screen. Blood is dripping down the screen till the point where the screen is nearly completely red. The song ends and the camera then fades over to 'Big' Scott Weber, JT, and 'Beautiful' Nikki, standing live at the announce table...they don't even make an effort to speak until the decibel level dies down, which is about some 5 mintues later.)

JT- WHAT AN ADRELINE RUSH!!

BSW- CAN YOU THINK OF A BETTER WAY TO OPEN THIS UP?! THE IWO PROUDLY WELCOMES YOU TO BLOOD SHOWERS '99!!

Nikki- SOMEONE BREAK OUT THE ADVIL, ALL THIS NOISE IS GONNA GIVE ME A SERIOUS HEADACHE!

JT- Whew.....I can hear myself speak again!

BSW- We have a great lineup for you tonight, folks! We guarantee you the very best tonight, like only the IWO can bring! We're going to start right off with...Prez Jamie?!

Nikki- He's not scheduled to be out here!

JT- He's the Prez, he can do what he wants!!

BSW- What is that on his shoulders?! It's a title belt, but I've never seen it before!

Nikki- He has a mic.....

Jamie- Ladies and Gentlemen, let me personally thank you and welcome you to Blood Showers '99!

(huge pop)

Jamie- What I have in my hand here is the Executive Board's latest creation...we sat down a few weeks ago and decided clearly on what the fans wanted. And what they want is action. In order to provide you with that action, we're introducing a brand new title into our ranks....tonight, we're going to guarantee you that a new champion will be crowned....we'll have our first ever Pacific Title holder!

BSW- A new IWO Title?! The Pacific Title?!

JT- Named after an Ocean?! Well, at least it's original.....

Jamie- The match will take place later on tonight, between two men to be decided later on by the Executive Board and myself!

(another huge pop)

Jamie- Alright, let's get the ball rolling, start this thing up!!

By Popular Demand!
Winky the Penguin v. Goopy the Monkey

BSW: What an announcement by the IWO Prez! A brand new title! But as he said, let's get the ball rolling! What we've got is not only our first match....but it is also a special attraction match, Goopy the Mysterius Monkey versus Winky the Penguin! This is gonna be a stange match to say the least!

JT: It may be strange but Goopy will win it! He actually has arms!

Nikki: No way! Winky may not have arms but take a look at how sharp
that beak is!

JT: Yeah this is gonna be cool! But look at those animal right
activists by the ring! They look pissed about this match! Just look
at some of those posters!

*Camera pans to the activists signs, some read "Die IWO Animal
exploiting scum!", "Let  Goopy and Winky go free!", and "Free
Willy!".*

GP: I think those guys are pissed off! Except the last one seems a
bit confused. The ring is ready and I'm getting word from backstage
that were ready to rumble!

Nikki: I'm so excited!

JT: I'm not gonna comment on that one!

Nikki: What? Well you better not cause it'll be sick and I'll smack
you!

BSW: Shut up! They're coming out!

*Multi colored spotlights start going over the crowd as "The Electric
Slide" starts playing and Goopy the Mysterious Monkey comes out from
back stage. As soon as he comes out red, green, and blue strobe
lights start flashing and Goopy screams and covers up his eyes. Goopy
jumps up anf grabs the bar the the strobelight are on and starts
jerking on it violently.*

JT: Goopy doesn't like those strobe lights!

Nikki: They hurts his eyes! Poor monkey!

JT: Do you want to see my monkey?

*Smack*

JT: Owww!

Nikki: This is the first one of the night, be prepared for more!

BSW: Goopy has ripped the strobe lights down and they broke! Goopy
now has a large grin on his face and he runs down to the ring and
slides in the ring! The fans start aplauding, except for those Animal
Rights Activists, they are looking as pissed as ever. Winky is now
gonna make his way out to the ring!

Nikki: I wanna see how he comes out!

JT: You wanna see how I come?

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

JT: Damn it! That hurt!

Nikki: Good!

*All the lights go out and blue spotlights go all over the arena the
focus on the entrance. Fog starts rolling out from backstage and
"Ice, Ice Baby", by Vanilla Ice starts playing. Winky the Penguin
waddles out from back stage then slides all the way dow the ramp and
stops at the ring, the fans starts cheering loudly.*

BSW: You don't see that much and the fans are cheerin about it!
Someone slid all the way from the entrance to the ring! Einky is now
stanging by the edge of the ring and he looks like he's measuring it
up.

JT: What's that little bird doing?

Nikki: I don't know but he looks so cute! I just wanna take him home
and-

BSW: WINKY JUMPED FROM THE CEMENT FLOOR ALL THE WAY UP OVER THE
ROPESAND LANDED IN THE RING!!!

JT: HOLY CRAP!

Nikki: That is amazing! I didn't know penguins could jump so high!

BSW: The fans are erupting! The arena sounds like it's going to
explode! That was simply amazing!

JT: Yeah, but Goopy looks pissed! He wants to be cheered more! Goopy
is walking over to Winky!

Goopy: Ooga! Oooga ooga booga ooga!

Winky: Squawk squawk squawk!

Goopy: Ooga ooga?

Winky Squawk squawk squawk.

Goopy: Ooooooga!

BSW: I wish I knew what they were saying! The fans do too because
their starting to boo!

JT: Yeah! They want action not them talking! We can't even understand
them damn it!

Nikki: But they are sooooooo cute!

BSW: They are starting to chant "boring" and "WCW"!

JT: HA! I'm not sure which is worse! And Goopy and Winky are still
talking!

Nikki: How could they boo at something sooo cute!

BSW: The "WCW" chant has become deafening and junk is being thrown
into the ring!

JT: Uh-oh! A pretzle just hit Winky in the head and a beer can hit
Goopy in the stomache and splashed beer all over him too! They look
pissed!

BSW: Winky and Goopy are getting out of the ring and they are in the
crowd! Goopy jumps and he's on the shoulders of one of the fans and
pounding on his head! Winky waddled up toanother fan! Oh my god!

JT: Winky just pecked the fan square in the nuts! Blood flew
everywhere and the fan hit the floor! Winky is now pecking at the
guys arm! Goopy just ripped off the mans head he has on the shoulders
of! Needless to say the other fans are getting scared!

BSW: Goopy is chasing a woman around and Winky has pecked the mans
arm off! Wait! The Pest Crontrol men are here! And they have tazers!
Ther rish down and stun both Winky and Goopy till the become
unconcious!

JT: Yeah but they have a bigger problem now! Those Animal Right
Activist have jumped the guard rail and are attacking the Pest
Conrtol men! They are mainly just punching each other but there is a
Pest Control guy thats about six foot eight and he has a ARA man
between his legs! He picks him up, he powerbombs him right on to the
steel steps! The ARA guy's back is probably busted! It's bleeding at
leat and the back of his shirt is already bloody!

BSW: That powerbomb was beautiful! He needs to get a tryout to be in
the IWO! The man has picked up an ARA man above his head and drops
him back first onto the guard rails! The mans grabbing his back in
pain! Goopy and Winky are both getting to their feet again! One of
the ARA men come to them and help them get up but Winky pecked him
right between the eyes! Goopy winds up and punches him straight in
the groin!

JT: Balls Greg! Say balls! He puched him right in the balls!
 

GP: Fine! Goopy punched him right in the balls! Winky is pecking the
mans face and Goopy is continueiing the waiool away on his, nuts...

JT: Good Greg. Keep going like this. Where'd Nikki go?

GP: She's gone? I didn't see her leave! Anyways all the ARA guys are
bleeding and on the ground! The guy the Goopy and Winky were
attacking is obviously dead and the Pest control guys are grouping
together to get ready to atack! Run Goopy and Winky!

JT: Too late! The Pest Control guys have already tazered them into
submission and are dragging them backstage! Here come the EMT's with
stretchers for the wounded ARA and three body bags for the dead guys!
The first match is over and there is already three people dead! This
is gonna be a great Pay Per View!

GP: Well we should look at the replay of the match now but there
isn't too much to see!

JT: Sure there is! Watch this!

*JT turns is back to where Goopy punches the ARA right in the balls
and plays it.*

JT: Ha ha ha! Look at that! Look at it again!

*JT rewinds and plays it again but in slow motion.*

JT: Ha ha ha! Super slow motion!

*JT rewinds it again and puts it in slow motion it goes extremely
slow. You can practically see every single frame go by.*

GP: Ok thats enought of the JT.

JT: Ohhh...

*Nikki comes back and sits down in her chair.*

GP: Welcome back Nikki, but where did you go?

Nikki: I felt sick when I saw them tazering Winky and Goopy so I ran
backstage and threw up I still feel bad. Poor little monkey. Shut up
JT!

JT: I didn't even say anything!

Nikki: Yeah but you would have!

BSW- Well...what can we say about what just happened here?

JT- What are the Raging One and ?¿? gonna do? They'll be furious!

Nikki- They both have other things on thier minds...they both are scheduled to fight tonight!

BSW- Let's get back to the ring already, sheesh!

Television Title #1 Contendership Match
Earl "Bloody Dawg" Simmons v. Joseph Wylde

BSW: Umm, ok Nikki. This match is gonna be a tough one, Joseph Wylde
versus Earl "Bloody Dawg" Simmons.

Nikki: I still don't like Earl because he lost to the Black Assassin
and cost me twenty dollars so I'm gonna bet that Joseph Wylde wins!

JT: Care to make a bet on that? Fifty bucks this time?

Nikki: Your on! Fifty bucks says the Wylde wins!

BSW: Wait a second! President Jaime is coming out of backstage with a
mic!

Jaime: Because this match will determine the number one contender for
the Television title, and I want a better match for the PPV. This
will be a No holds barred falls count anywhere match!

JT: YES! That means there is gonna be blood!

Nikki: Your sick JT.

BSW: Jaime has walked backstage and this match is ready to start.

*Earl "Bloody Dawg" Simmons theme song plays and Earl walks down to
the ring. The fan boo him from the second they see him.*

JT: They need to stop that! They may affect his concentration!

Nikki: Good! LOOOSER LOOOSER LOOOSER!!!

JT: SHUT UP!

*"Battery", by Metallica starts playing and Joseph Wylde come out
from backstage, the fans stop booing and start cheering when they
hear his music and he waves to them as he walks down to the ring and
slides in.*

BSW: There is the bell and the match is officially underway. Earl and
Wylde lock up and Earl with a side belly to belly suplex! Earl picks
him up, he gives him a butterfly suplex! Earl again picks him up!
Snap suplex!

JT: Earl is just a suplex machine tonight! He better knock it off or
Taz will come and beat the shit out of him!

BSW: Yeah and we don't want that to happen... Wylde has gotten back
to his feet and Earl come close to grab him but gets kicked in the
stomach! Wylde with a DDT! Despite the DDT Earl gets to his feet just
fast as Wylde does. Earl again tries to grab Wylde but gets kicked in
the stomach again!

Nikki: Your supposed to learn from your mistakes! Not do them again
idiot!

BSW: Wylde performs a beautiful powerbomb on Wylde then grabs his
legs, he has him in a Boston Crab! Earl looks like he's in pain! No
wait! Earl flipped Wylde off of him! That's amazing!

JT: Hell yeah!

BSW: Earl and Wylde are both to their feet. AGAIN Earl tries to grab
Wylde and AGAIN Wylde kicks him in the- NO! Earl was read and grabs
his foot! He jerks him towards himself, huge lariat!

JT: Third times the charm!

BSW: Earl picks up Wylde and hoists him for a tombstone piledriver!
No! Earl is kicks furiously! Earl topples backward, Wylde lands on
his feet then raises Earl up, Tombstone! Wylde is now signaling for
the Back Drop Driver!

Nikki: It's over if he hits this one!

JT: No!

BSW: Wylde picks up Earl and gets behind him. Back drop- OH MY GOD!
He Back Drop Drivered him right out of the ring! Earl's head was
slammed right into the steel ramp leading to the ring! His neck is
probably shattered!

JT: Nooooo! That's illegal!

Nikki: That is perfectly legal! Go pin him!

BSW: Wylde jumps out of the ring and covers Earl, ONE, TWO, TH- NO!

Nikki: HOW THE (Beep) DID HE KICK OUT!

JT: I don't know but I'm glad he did!

BSW: Wylde is up and he grabs a chair then runs to Earl, Earl gets up
and advances toward him and is met with a chair shot to the head!
Earl stumbles back but then comes back again! Wylde swings at him
again but Earl grabs it in midair! He rips it away from Wylde and
slams it into his face! Wylde fall backward into the ramp and Earl
starts kicking him up the ramp. Ear then picks up Wylde and gorilla
presses him, he's walking backstage and still has him above his head!
Where is he going!

JT: They are going out to the parking lot!

BSW: Yeah, they are in the parking lot now and Earl still has Wylde
in the air! Hey isn't that your car JT?

JT: What the hell are they doing by my car!

BSW: Earl steps on top of the hood of your car JT. Earl twist Wylde
and drops him, Tombstone piledriver onto your windshield!

Nikki: That was amazing! But he's beating up Wylde so YOU SUCK!

JT: They ruined my car!

BSW: Wylde is inside your car and bleeding JT! Lucky for him Earl
isn't able to pin him because there is no way in hell he's kick out!

Nikki: Earl kicked out of that Back Drop Driver onto the steel! Wylde
could kick out of getting put through a windshield!

BSW: Earl jumps off of the hood and goes to open the door, as soon as
he does Wylde kicks him right in the face! Wylde gets out of the car
and whips Earl right into it. Wylde is now laying on the boots to
Wylde's midsection. Wylde grabs Earl, lifts him up, Brain Buster
suplex! Earl must be hurt after that! Wylde goes for the pin, ONE...
TWO... Kick out by Earl!

Nikki: How can he kick out of that!

JT: I don't know but I'm glad he did!

BSW: Wylde and Earl both slowly get to their feet. Wylde tries for a
big right hand and lands it but it doesn't seen to phase Earl. Earl
kicks Wylde in the stomach, piledriver onto the cement! But Earl
isn't making the cover! He's walking away!

JT: Where is he going!

BSW: I don't know but- Uh-oh. Headlights! Earl is in a you car JT!

JT: DAMN IT!!!

Nikki: Ha ha ha. Looks like your gonna have to buy a new car when
this is done!

BSW: He peels out and head right for Wylde. Wylde drives out of the
way but the bumper clips his left legs and spins him a little before
he hits the ground! Wylde is grabbing his leg in pain! It may be
broken! Earl turn the car around and peels out again hading for Wylde
ad Wylde gets to his feet. Wylde is running at Earl? What the hell?

JT: He's nuts! Absolutely nuts!

BSW: No! Wylde does a spinning corkscrew plantcha right through the
windshield and into Earl chest!

Nikki: Earl may have broken a rib or two! Wylde may have hurt himself!

BSW: Earl climbed inside the car and now they are qailing on each
other and they speed out of the parking lot! Earl manages to stay on
the road as they hit each other and they are heading towards the
freeway! Wylde punches Earl right in the face and he jerks the
steeling wheel to the side! They are heading into a steel mill!

JT: Oh no! I was watching the Simpsons and they sais gay guys work in
steel mills!

Nikki: Shut up before you get yourself in trouble JT!

BSW: They are now driving into the steel mill! Wylde slams Earl head
into the steerling wheel and the airbags goes off! They don't have
control of the car anymore!

Nikki: And they are headed right for that brick wall! Wylde dives out
the side door and rools a little but he's ok!

JT: Earl is still in the car!

BSW: The car slams into the wall and explodes! Earl is dead! Earl is
dead! He wasn't ab;e to get out of the car before it blew up!

Nikki: You owe me fifty dollars JT!

JT: Have you no soul! A man just died and you are just thinking about
money!

Nikki: You don't have it do you?

JT: I only have twenty dollars.

Nikki: Well give that to me and you can owe me the-
 

BSW: What the hell! Something is moving in the car!

JT: How could he have lived!

Nikki: The car blew up!

BSW: The side door gets kicked out and it flys twenty feet away
before stopping! Wylde is looking at this in amazment! Earl is
getting out of the car!

Nikki: He's a robot!

JT: What the fuck! He's a Terminator robot!

BSW: This is just screwed up! Earl was really a Terminator robot all
along! Why would he be a wrestler if he was a Terminator?

JT: Who cares! I don't loose!

Nikki: That isn't fair!

BSW: The  Terminator, uh, Earl runs toward Wylde! But the second
Wylde see him come towards him he runs like hell! Wylde runs up a
flight of stair but Earl is to fast and he speared him from the back!
Earl lift him in the air, Jackhammer onto the girder floor! Earl
picks Wylde up and grabs him around the throat, Earl choke tosses him
at least fifteen feet!

JT: Kick his ass and win me my money!

Nikki: This isn't fair at all! How can a man fight a robot and win!

JT: He lost to The Black Assassin. Maybe he was set to JOB then and
set to KILL tonight?

Nikki: Shut up JT!

BSW: Earl runs at Wylde and punt kicks him in the stomach. Wylde flys
another twenty feet! He rools and almost falls into a large vat of
molten steel! Earl grabs Earl and gorilla presses him aboves hi head
then walks to the edge of the girder. Earl is laughing!

JT: He'll be incinerated! And I'll win! Toss him in!

Nikki: Hell die!

JT: Ya think! It' raise the death count to four!

BSW: Wylde squirms to the side and fals behind Earl, he grabs him and
spins him around so they are facing away fro the molten steel. WYLDE
BACKDROP DRIVERED EARL INTO THE MOLTEN STEEL! Earl splashed in and
melted! I'm sure he's dead this time!

JT: Nooo! I can't loose!

Nikki: You lost Give me my money! How will I get to my hotel then!
They blew up my car and your taking the rest of my money!

Nikki: Walk lazy!

JT: 47 MILES! I'll take me forever!

Nikki: Why did you get one so far away? There is a hotel accross the
street!

JT: It was all booked up when I got here!

Nikki: Thats why you reserve a room dumb shit!

BSW: Does anybody cared about what just happened? Earl "Bloody Dawg"
Simmons was a robot and he almost killed Joseph Wylde but Wylde put
him in the Molten steel instead! Doesn't either of you care?

JT: No, not really. But Earl is now know as Earl "The Termniator"
Simmons.

Nikki: I get money. He's called that for good reasons too.

Basement Blood Match
No referee, no rules. First one to pass out from blood loss loses.
Nathaivel vs. Black Assassin

BSW: Heeheehee....JT's car blew up. That's funny. Ladies and gentlemen it's time to put the kids to bed...this one's gonna get ugly.

JT: Laugh all you want fat boy, I've got insurance! So I'm just gonna enjoy myself tonight! There's gonna be a lot of BLOOOOD!!! YAHOOOOO!!!!

Nikki: Easy tiger.

JT: We're not bringing up my bedroom behavior again.

*Nikki slaps JT*

Nikki: Creep.

BSW: It pits the Black Assassin going one on one
against a man who's been on a hot streak
lately...Nathaviel.  The first man to pass out from
Blood loss loses.  There is no pinfalls, submissions,
countouts or disqualifications...and there is no
REFEREE!!!

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...THIS CONTEST IS
SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL...THE RULES...THE FIRST MAN TO
PASS OUT FROM BLOOD LOSS IS DECLARED THE LOSER...

*Seek and Destroy by Metallica plays*

Announcer: INTRODUCING FIRST...ABOUT TO MAKE HIS WAY
TO THE RING...HE WEIGHS IN AT 325 POUNDS...AND IS
ACCOMPANIED BY SPIDER...HE IS THE BLACK ASSASSIN!!!

BSW: Black Assassin in the ring and uh-oh...the lights
have gone out here.

JT: I can't see a damn thing.

*Unforgiven II by Metallica blasts through the arena*

Nikki: That's Nathaviel's theme but I don't see
him...I don't see anything.

JT: That's because the lights are still out, DUH!

*Nikki slaps JT*

BSW: Where the hell is Nathaviel?!?

*Lights turn back on*

JT: AHH LOOK OUT!!!

BSW: Nathaviel's behind Black Assassin...BA turns
around Nathaviel grabs him by the throat..CHOKESLAM!!!
BA's head bounced off the mat!  Nathaviel to the
outside...he grabs a steel chair...he tosses the chair
into the ring...Nathaviel back in...he grabs the
chair...*SMACK!* HE CRACKS IT ACROSS BLACK ASSASSIN'S
HEAD!!!  Black Assassin is bleeding a
little...Nathaviel grabs the chair again...*SMACK*
NAILS Black Assassin the head again...*SMACK* *SMACK*
*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*  SIX CHAIR SHOTS TO THE HEAD
OF BLACK ASSASSIN and the blood is flowing into his
eyes...Nathaviel clotheslines Black Assassin to the
floor..

JT: Black Assassin not looking to good here as
Nathaviel is taking it right to him.  UH-OH LOOK OUT
GUYS!

BSW: They're right near the announce table...LOW BLOW
by Black Assassin!  Black Assassin grabs one of our
desk fans...and HE'S GRADING THE FACE OF NATHAVIEL
WITH IT...MY GOD HE'S GONNA KILL HIM!!!  Nathaviel now
bleeding as well...Black Assassin connects with a
series of right hands that knock Nathaviel to the
concrete floor...Black Assassin now dragging Nathaviel
to the entrance ramp...he grabs one a paint
can...*SMACK* HE DENTS THE CAN OVER NATHAVIEL'S HEAD!
Nathaviel is down...Nathaviel crawling through the
entrance...Black Assassin hot on his trail...they're
headed to the locker room...Black Assassin rips one of
the locker doors off the hinges and he's GRINDING THE
FACE OF NATHAVIEL WITH THE METAL SLOTS IN THE DOOR!!!
NATHAVIEL SCREAM ING IN PAIN!!!

Nikki: I think I'm gonna be sick.

BSW: Nathaviel is bleeding bad and is having a little
trouble staying on his feet...Black Assassin now grabs
a broom handle and SNAPS it over Nathaviel's
back...Black Assassin stomping away on Nathaviel...he
picks Nathaviel up and hurls him through one of the
back doors...they're now out in the parking lot..

JT: Aren't they near your car?

BSW: DAMMIT!! THAT'S MY BRAND NEW CHEVY CAMARO!!!
Black Assassin tries to slam Nathaviel through the
windshield...it's reversed and Black Assassin goes
head first through MY DAMN WINDSHIELD!!! Nathaviel
picks up a piece of glass and HE'S JABBING IT INTO THE
OPEN WOUND OF THE BLACK ASSASSIN!!! ASSASSIN IS
SCREAMING IN PAIN!!!  Nathaviel still has the glass in
his hand...and he's CUTTING BLACK ASSASSIN'S FACE WITH
IT...MY GOD BLACK ASSASSIN'S A BLOODY MESS!!!

JT: I don't even remember what his face looked like! By the way, Scott...isn't this just a twist of irony that your car was f*cked up?!

BSW: Yeah, well laugh it off skinny, cause I've got insurance....He's gonna be severely scared here!!!  Black Assassin rolls off the hood of my car...Nathaviel
leaps and CONNECTS with a legdrop!  Nathaviel picks up
Black Assassin...he's looking worse for wear
here...Nathaviel tosses him through a glass window
near the buffet area! Nathaviel now grabs a salt
shaker and he's POURING SALT ALL OVER BLACK ASSASSIN'S
FACE!

JT: My god that's gotta sting!

BSW: Nathaviel grabs one a tray cover...Black Assassin
hits Nathaviel in the midsection...DDT ON THE FLOOR!!!
Black Assassin now going over and grabing a fork.  Oh
god...if I think I know what he's gonna do with that
fork.

JT: LOOK AT THIS!!!

BSW: HE'S JABBING THE FORK RIGHT IN THE FOREHEAD OF
NATHAVIEL!!! STABBING AWAY LIKE A SICK LUNATIC!!!
BLACK ASSASSIN IS STABBING THE S**T OUT OF NATHAVIEL'S
FOREHEAD WITH THAT FORK!!!  Blood is all the floor!
This is one for the ages here folks...Black Assassin
now goes into the kitchen and grabs a CARVING KNIFE!!!
Black Assassin staggers over to Nathaviel...Nathaviel
kicks the knife out of his hand...Nathaviel with Black
Assassin...PILEDRIVER ON THE CONCRETE FLOOR!!!

JT: Finally a wrestling move!

BSW: Nathaviel grabs a bloody Black Assassin and sends
him crashing into the trash cans!  Nathaviel now grabs
a steel beam and he SNAPS it over the head of the
Black Assassin!  There is a trail of blood behind
Nathaviel as he follows Black Asassin...Black Assassin
hits Nathaviel in the midsection with a frying
pan...Nathaviel backdrops Black Assassin into the
kitchen area where they prepare the wrestler's
food...blood is smeared across the counter...Nathaviel
hops over the counter and dumps a trey of knives onto
Black Assassin...Nathaviel searching through the
cabinets...he finds a CHEESE GRATER!!!  Black Assassin
grabs a knife and STABS NATHAVIEL IN THE SHOULDER!!!
MY GOD!!! STOP THIS DAMN THING!!!  Nathaviel drops the
cheese grater and Black Assassin grabs it...Nathaviel
holding his shoulder...Black Assassin tries to use the
cheese grater but Nathaviel is fighting him off with
one arm...Nathaviel jabs his THUMB RIGHT INTO BLACK
ASSASSINS WOUNDED FOREHEAD!!!  Black Assassin drops
the grater and holds his forehead...Nathaviel up and
he grabs one of the knives and he STABS BLACK ASSASSIN
IN THE RIB CAGE!!!

JT: This has gone too far.

BSW: I agree...Black Assassin coughs up blood...as he
drops to his knee...Nathaviel grabs that cheese grater
and starts GRATING THE BLOODY FACE OF BLACK
ASSASSIN!!! MY GOD STOP THIS DAMN MATCH!!!

*Nikki passes out*

JT: Nikki's passed out I think I'll revive her.

BSW: Black Assassin is trying to get to his
feet...Nathaviel is just standing watching Black
Assassin try to get to his feet...Black Assassin
reaching for something in his boot...he's up and he
STABS NATHAVIEL IN THE THIGH WITH A BUTTERFLY KNIFE!!!
Nathaviel falls to one knee and Black Assassin SMACKS
him over the head with a tea kettle!  This has gone
too far now!  Black Assassin is feeling woozy he can
barely walk...Nathaviel is using a towel to put
pressure on the wound he sustained from getting
stabbed with that butterfly knife...Black Assassin
stumbles over to Nathaviel...Nathaviel pulls himself
up...Nathaviel kicks Black Assassin in the
midsection...POWERBOMB ON TOP OF THE GRILL!!! BLACK
ASSASSIN IS FRYING!!! HE FALLS OFF THE GRILL!!!
Nathaviel now setting up Black Assassin for the
Necropolis...and...BLACK ASSASSIN COLLAPSES!!! HE'S
PASSED OUT!!! Nathaviel has won this one!!!

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...THE WINNER OF THE
MATCH...NATHAVIEL!!!

JT: Nathaviel wins but he's in need of medical
attention as is the unconscious Black Assassin.

BSW: The EMTs are in the kitchen area with stretchers
and they're ready to take these two men to the
hospital.  They've been prepared for this all night
because we all knew this one would be one heck of a
bloodbath.

JT: Look at the dining area and the kitchen...it's
covered in blood as are the two wrestlers.
Scott...I've never seen anything like this before in
my life.

Special Stipulations Match
If Larson wins he gets a shot at any (non-World) title he chooses. If Prez Jamie wins he gets Summer.
Billy Larson v. Prez Jamie

BSW: Up next here at "The PPV where every announcer's car is smashed" we've got a match that pits Billy Larson a former IWO TV champion against the President of our company Jamie Kosoy.

JT: This is not fair Scott...Jamie's not a wrestler.
I don't know what he was thinking in signing this
thing.

Nikki: If Larson wins he gets a title shot at any belt
other than the World Title and if Prez Jamie wins he
gets Summer.

BSW: Let's go to the ring for this grudge match.

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS MATCH IS SET FOR
ONE FALL...

(IWO President Jamie Kosoy walks out.)

Announcer: INTRODUCING FIRST...FROM PARTS
UNKNOWN...WEIGHT UNKNOWN...HE IS THE PRESIDENT OF THE
IWO...LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...JAMIE KOSOY!!!

JT: THERE'S ARE MAN!!!  Look at how buff he looks.

Nikki: You're a such a kiss ass.

JT: Am not.

BSW: Jamie's got the mic.

Jamie: Alright...this one goes out to one person...and
that person's Summer.  Summer...after I'm done beating
the crap out HillBilly Larson...I'm gonna wine
you...dine you and 69 YOU!!

JT: HAHAHAHAHA!!! What a ladies man!!!  YOU'RE THE MAN
JAMIE!!!  I mean Mr. Kosoy.

(Nobody Loves Me by Limp Bizkit plays)

Announcer: HIS OPPONENT...WEIGHING 255 POUNDS...BEING
ACCOMPANIED BY SUMMER...MR. HARDCORE...BILLY LARSON!!!

BSW: Larson races into the ring...Jamie greets him
with a stomp to the back of his head...Jamie picks him
up whips him in...HIPTOSS by Jamie.  The prez can
wrestle.

JT: He sure can...LOOKOUT Mr. Kosoy!

BSW: Larson is daring Jamie to hit him...Jamie
connects with a right hand and Larson doesn't even
flinch...Jamie connects again...Larson just laughs in
his face...Larson shoves Jamie to the canvas!

JT: This is not looking good for Mr. Kosoy.

Nikki: You kiss ass.

BSW: Larson picks Jamie up...whips him
in...TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER ON JAMIE!!!  Jamie is
writhing in pain on the mat...

JT: He's broken in half.  Are you alright Mr. Kosoy?!?

BSW: *mocking JT* Are you alright Mr. Kosoy?!?  Larson
picks Jamie up again...whips him into the
corner...RUNNING CLOTHESLINE INTO THE CORNER!!! Jamie
slumps down in the corner...Larson now stomping away
on Jamie.

Nikki: He's stomping a mudhole in him and walking it
dry.

BSW: Jamie now being propped up in the corner...Larson
climbs the turnbuckles and the fans count...

1...2...3...4...5...6...7....8...9...10!!!

JT: OH NO!

BSW: Jamie falls face first into the canvas.

JT: OUR POOR PRESIDENT IS OUT COLD!!!  REFEREE DO
SOMETHING!!!

Nikki: The referee can do nothing but count to three.

BSW: Larson's not going for a cover he wants to beat
on President Jamie some more.  Larson whips Jamie
in...BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX!!! He must've tossed Jamie
three quarters away across the ring!

JT: Jamie was thrown like a lawn dart...c'mon Scott we
gotta do something.  We need some help out here.

BSW: Will you stop whining?  Larson picks Jamie one
more time...whips him into the ropes...SPINNING
SIDEWALK SLAM!!!  Larson says that's it!

JT: NO NO NO!!!  WE NEED HELLLLP OUT HERE FOR MR.
KOSOY!!!  He's not a wrestler Scott!!

*Nikki slaps JT*

Nikki: Settle down, you're getting our notes wet with
your spit.

BSW: Larson rolls Jamie on his stomach...ARMAGEDDON!!!
Jamie's unconscious and he can't tap out...the referee
checks his arm...it drops once...checks again...it
drops a second time...checks it a third
time...and...IT DROPS!!! LARSON WINS!!! Jamie is out
cold and Larson isn't letting go of the hold.

JT: He's gonna break his arm...do something you idiot.

Nikki: Summer in to celebrate and she convinces Larson
to let Jamie go.

Announcer: YOUR WINNER OF THE MATCH...MR.
HARDCORE...BILLY LARSON!!!!!

Intercontinental Tag Team Title Match
Era of our Kind -c- v. Creatures of the Night

BSW: This is going to be one hell of a match for the Intercontinental Tag Team Titles. Era of Our Kind will meet the Creatures of the Night.
 
Nikki: These two teams haven't met before, but this should be some war.
 
JT: Era of Our Kind is my pick. After all, theya re former World Tag Champs.
 
Nikki: Pig.
 
BSW: The Creatures of the Night are already out here and here come Era of Our Kind. All four men are in the ring and we have a pier six brawl! Phantom clotheslines Thorn down! Reaper presses Master Mage over his head and sends him down hard to the mat. Now Reaper and Phantom square off. They lock up in the center of the ring. Reaper tosses Phantom across the ring and into the corner. He charges in, but Phantom catches him with a knee to the face. Phantom goes to the second turnbuckle and leaps off. Phantom catches him in a bear hug! He drives him back into the corner. Beil out of the corner from Reaper. But Phantom is able to find his way over to his corner and tag in Master Mage.
 
Nikki: This one has been controlled by Reaper thus far. Master Mage remains cautious as he enters the ring. He dives at the knee of Reaper and Reaper's knee buckles. Good move by Master Mage. He now has Reaper off his feet, which is where you want a big man. Now he drives his knee into the injured knee of Reaper. Master Mage goes for a quick figure four, but Reaper pushes him off with such force that Master Mage goes over the top rope!
 
JT: Come on Era! Don't let these freaks win.
 
BSW: Phantom enters, but gets caught by Reaper. Chokeslam coming up, but Phantom kicks the knee of Reaper. That knee is definitely causing him major pain. He lets go of Phantom as Master Mage reenters the ring. Double team coming. Double Irish Whip from Era and a double backdrop that sends Reaper high in the air. In comes Thorn to break up the double team. He nails Master Mage with a big forearm, but now the referee is telling him to get out of the ring. While the referee removes Thorn, we see more double-teaming from Era of Our Kind. They are going to make a wish with Reaper. Yikes, that good do damage to the groin muscles, and it will make Reaper's knee hurt even more.
 
JT: Perfect teamwork by Era of Our Kind.
 
BSW: Oddly enough, JT is correct. You don't see that too of ten. But I digress. Master Mage in the ring now with Reaper. Side suplex coming up and he really drove Reaper into the mat with that one. Master Mage whips Reaper into the ropes. Spinebuster from Master Mage! He may have Reaper here. 1...........2..........no! Kickout from Reaper with authority. He tries to get over and tag Thorn, but Master Mage holds him back and Phantom comes in to drop an elbow on Reaper. Thorn doesn't like this and comes in again, forcing the referee to put him in his place. Meanwhile, Phantom takes over on Reaper. Northern Lights suplex, 1.........2.....no! Another kickout from Reaper. The referee questions the brothers about whether or not they made a tag, and they claim that they did. He'll let Phantom stay. Phantom now is going to piledrive Reaper, but he can't get him up. Backdrop from Reaper! He's going for his corner. Master Mage distracts the referee. Tag from Reaper to Thorn! Thorn is a house of fire. Powerslam on Phantom! But the ref turns around and is telling Thorn he has to leave the ring. He wa tied up with Master Mage and didn't see the tag.
 
Nikki: That was terrible.
 
JT: No, it was great. Beautiful move from Master Mage.
 
BSW: The bottom line is that Reaper is still the legal man, and he is still hurting. Phantom applies a figure four leglock. Reaper is trying to fight the pain. He won't give up. He's reaching for the ropes, but he's too far away to reach them even with his long arms. Thorn climbs to the top rope. Legdrop on Phantom breaks the hold! The referee tries to get him out of the ring, but he breaks past him and nails Master Mage. He pulls Reaper over to the corner and makes the tag himself! Thron is in! He nails Phantom with a dropkick. Sit down power bomb. 1...................2........................no! Kickout from Phantom. But Thorn isn't done. Overhead belly to belly suplex on Phantom! Reaper is climbing to the the top rope. Thorn puts Phantom on his shoulders. We're going to see the Darkness!
 
Nikki: If they hit this, it's over.
 
JT: Come on guys! Do something!
 
BSW: Master Mage is up on the outside with a chair. He nails Reaper with it and Reaper falls on the top turnbuckle and then to the floor. Phantom gets Thorn with a victory roll off the shoulders. 1....................2..............no! Thorn gets met with a chair shot by Master Mage as he gets up, though. German suplex from Phantom. 1..........2..........3!
 
JT: Yes!
 
BSW: A big win for Era of Our Kind, as they retain the IC Tag Titles.

Television Title Match
Atlas -c- v. Jax Stone

BSW: We now have for you a Television Title match. Atlas, who defeated Phelan Kell for the title, defends against Jax Stone.

JT: Atlas is a friend of Titan's. What more do I have to say?

Nikki: You could mention that Stone will have a World Title shot tomorrow night after a brutal victory over Ken War on Friday night.

BSW: But did that victory take too much out of him? That's what we have to see.

["Living Dead Girl" by Rob Zombie plays as Jax Stone walks out with John Smythe.]

Nikki: The challenger looks good, appearing fully recovered from his war on Friday.

["My Way" by Usher plays as Atlas walks out.]

JT: The champion looks to be in terrific shape as well. I see a nice, quick win for the the big man.

Nikki: Doubtful.

BSW: Time will tell if thsi is one of the rare times JT is right.

JT: Thank you- hey, was that some kind of insult?

Nikki: When it's directed at you, yes.

BSW: This match for the Television Title is now under way. The two men lock up. Atlas takes control, but now Stone moves into control. They break the tie up. Atlas gets Stone with a thumb to the eye and backs him into the ropes. He whips Stone across. Flying clothesline from Atlas connects with Stone and nearly takes Stone's head off in the process. Atlas proceeds quickly, though. Elbowdrop on Stone. A quick cover. 1........kickout from Stone. Stones gets right back to his feet. Kick to the stomach from Stone, but his foot is caught by Atlas. Enzuiguiri from Stone.

Nikki: Good move from Stone. He pulls up Atlas. Bodyslam. Stone goes to the top rope. Moonsault attempt coming up. He leaps but Atlas moves and stone hits the canvas.

JT: Go Atlas! Make me proud!

BSW: Atlas scoops up Stone. Powerslam from Atlas. The mat shook on impact. Atlas picks up Stone. Backbreaker from Atlas. he holds Stone on his knee to keep up the pressure. Outside the ring, John Smythe does not look happy. He barks instructions at stone, trying to get Stone going. It seems to be helping. The two men are on their feet. Stine nails Atlas with a good fist to the jaw, Atlas fires a punch of his own, and now we have a fist fight. A big roundhouse from Atlas staggers Stone back into the ropes. Atlas charges but stone ducks and backdrops Atlas over the top rope and to the floor. Stone goes to the top rope. Flying axhandle on Atlas drives the big man into the guardrail.

JT: This is not good for Atlas.

Nikki: Duh.

BSW: And it's not going to get any better. Stone has the steel steps and he drives them into the back of Atlas. And again. Stone lifts up Atlas in position for a belly to back suplex but instead moves backward into the ring post, driving the back of Atlas into the steel. Atlas is in a great deal of pain. He has a grimace on his face. Stone won't let up, though. Kick to the back by Stone, and a series of them. Smythe is telling Stone to keep it up and not let Atlas ghet a chance to recover. Stone helps Atlas up, only to push him back-first into the guardrail. But Atlas isn't near out of this one. He lifts Stone up by the throat and tosses him ino the ring apron.

Nikki: But Atlas is not in good shape. His back will be a hindurance.

JT: Nevermind, he'll still do it. Go Atlas!

BSW: Atlas is trying to take control. He whips Stone into the guardrail. He clotheslines Stone over the guardrail and into the seats. Stone took some fall on that one, with various parts of his body landing on three seats.

Nikki: Ouch.

BSW: Atlas keeps the momentum going, though. He pulls Stone back into the ring area. Tosses Stone into the ring post. Now he sends Stone back into the ring. Suplex coming up here from Atlas. He gets Stone up and holds him. This is impressive, considering the shape Atlas' back is in. He finally brings him down. Atlas pulls up Stone. Neckbreaker from Atlas. A cover, 1...................2.........................
no! A kickout from Stone. Atlas is going to try and bring Stone up to the top rope for the Atlas Drop, but Stone fights back. Atlas stops him with a knee to the gut. Wristlock, into a short clothesline from Atlas.

JT: Look at Atlas now. Hurt back and all, he's still in control. It's only a matter of time before he puts him away.

Nikki: We'll see about that. Belly to belly suplex from Atlas. I have to admit, he's looked good. A cover, 1............2..........no! Stone isn't hurt enough to be pinned. Scoop and a slam by Atlas. Legdrop on Stone. Atlas rolls to the outside. He pulls a table out from under the ring and sets it up on the floor. He reenters the ring and picks Stone up for a power bomb. He's going to power bomb him through the table! But Smythe pulls the table away and stands directly below Atlas. Atlas moves over and drops Stone to the outide. Stone landed on his neck.

JT: That looked ugly.

BSW: No doubt about it. Smythe is over by stone, checking him out. Atlas goes outside and pushes Smythe aside. He's going up top, and he's taking Stone with him. He picks him up in position for a power bomb. But Stone lands several punches to the head of Atlas, and he slips out. Backdrop off the top rope by Stone. He staggers on the top, but regains his balance. Elimination! He nailed Atlas with Elimination! 1................................2...........................................3!

Nikki: New TV Champ!

JT: No, no, no...

Nikki: Looks like JT was wrong again.

JT: You don't have to rub it in.

Nikki: Wrong again, yes I do.

BSW: Smythe and Stone are celebrating in the ring on what will be a night to remember for Stone. He's on quite the winning streak!

World Tag Team Title Match
Hostile Youth v. Inferno & Zombie -c-

BSW: Damn this is gonna be a great rematch.

Nikki: I wanna see some violence!

JT: Violence you will see, and much, much more.

BSW: Speaking of violence, take a look at this scene from MNM as the two teams battled....

>>>Zombie pulls Phelan up again....Inferno grabs an arm, they whip Phelan to
the ropes again, double flapjack!! NO!! MIDAIR KELL TURNS IT INTO A DOUBLE
DDT ON INFERNO AND ZOMBIE!! KELL RESORTED TO A LUCHADOR MOVE, BUT HE CAUGHT
BOTH ZOMBIE AND INFERNO BY SURPRISE! Everybody is out cold!! Zombie is a
bloody mess, out cold in the center of the ring! Next to him is his tag team
partner, Inferno! Phelan Kell is face down in between them trying to catch a
breather! Ashton Cain is just totally knocked out! Here comes a third
referee! Finally we have some officiating here! The ref is looking around at
the ring...there's weapons, blood, and bodies all over the place in
there....he's starting a 10 count! Ashton Cain and Zombie are still the legal
men! 1....2....3....4....5....6....7....8....Zombie is on his knees!! Phelan
Kell is starting to get up!! Inferno is starting to stir....and even Ashton
Cain is waking up! Everybody is getting up here!! Zombie swings at Kell,
blocked! And Kell nails him! Kell hits him again! Kell kicks Zombie in the
stomach, Rocker Dropper!! Zombie is out cold!! Inferno has a referee!! He
lifts the ref up...and throws him into Phelan Kell!! Kell falls to the
ground!! Inferno with the cover!!! 1...2...Ashton Cain got to the ring and
made the save!!<<<

JT: Damn, that was a great scene.

BSW: In this, we see the teamwork that makes this one of the greatest tag rivalries in Tag Team history.

BSW: The last meeting between the two was one of the greatest matches in IWO History. The two worked their asses to the bone, but Inferno and Zombie BARELY edged it out in the end, as a double pinfall was the result. But Inferno and Zombie won due to beginning the pinfall maneuver first.

JT: Let's take a look at that one more time!

[Clip from MNM plays.......]

GP- Kell gets up first, but Zombie kicks him in the stomach, ZOMBIEPLEX!!!!
ASHTON FROM THE TOP, SHOOTING STAR PRESS!! BOTH TEAMS HAVE A MAN PINNED!! A
FOURTH REF IS HERE!! HE COMES IN THE RING!!! COVER!! 1.....2.....3!!!! WHO
THE HELL WON THE MATCH?! WHO WON THE MATCH?!

JT- Inferno and Zombie won!!

Nikki- No Hostile Youth won!!

GP- They both won!! But how the hell is this going to be decided?!!? The ref
and the announcer are talking about it....here comes Sean and Jamie to talk
about it!! All 4 men are still trying to get their bearings!!

(bell rings)

Announcer- Ladies and Gentlemen, after further review of this match, it was
determined that since Zombie executed a pinning maneuver before Ashton Cain
did, you winners....and NEW IWO TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS....INFERNO AND ZOMBIE!!

JT- I TOLD YOU!! I TOLD YOU!!

Nikki- Hostile Youth cannot believe it! They're arguing with Jamie and Sean
about the ruling.....Zombie and Inferno offer a handshake to the two of them!
Hostile Youth accepts! Inferno and Zombie may have taken the belts in the
most controversial fashion we've ever seen, but they had the respect beaten
into them!

[End of Clip]

BSW: A very controversial finish, and Hostile Youth is here to redeem themselves as this one will go down in the books as perhaps the greatest tag match in IWO History.

JT: Well Hostile Youth is gonna be ready for this one, and I'm picking them to win.

BSW: Let's get to the action.

('F*cking Hostile' by Pantera blasts over the intercom and Phelan Kell walks to the ring with Ashton Cain by his side. Harlequin stands beside the two, as the slowly walk to the ring.....)

BSW: Those two are more poised than anyone to step into the ring here in IWO. Two great athletes and great champions.

JT: It looks like Phelan has a few words for the crowd......

[Phelan takes the mic.....]

Kell: I hate to disappoint my fans, and tonight will be no disappointment. Tonight the fans here will see a great match between a great team...

(Extends his arms)

Kell: And a good team.

(Points to the back)

JT: It looks like Cain was a few words......

[Kell hands the mic to Ashton Cain.....]

Cain: Tonight, the greatest tag team in IWO History regains our titles. We worked hard for those belts and we plan on regaining them here at Blood Showers. So bring the pain, and bring out belts!!!

('Firestarter' by Prodigy plays as Inferno walks out alone with one half of the tag titles. He gets in the ring and grabs a mic...)

Inferno: I know you all want to know where Zombie is. Well we decided to come out separately, to let the crowd soak up the moment. Double the entrance, double the impact! Without further ado, he is the man! ZOMBIE!

('Du Hast' by Rammstein plays as Zombie walks out with the other half of the tag titles. He jumps in the ring and Inferno hands him the mic...)

Zombie: You guys talking about being the IWO Tag Franchise. But look who holds the gold my friends. And no Pay-Per-View is gonna help your chances!

(Zombie drops the mic and begins taunting Hostile Youth as they stand outside the ring.)

BSW: Now it looks like Cain and Zombie will start it off.

JT: This should be a great one!

Nikki: I sure hope Ashton doesn't get hurt too bad. He's kinda cute!

JT: Both teams in the ring now and it looks like Cain will start it
off for HY and Zombie will start of for the Inferno/Zombie.

BSW: That's a mismatch JT, Zombie outweighs him by nearly one hundred
pounds.

JT: Cain will need his quickness here, theirs the bell and we're on
our way. Cain and Zombie circling each other, and they finally tie up and
Zombie tosses Cain into the corner as he and Vigilante begin to laugh.

BSW: Hahahahaha, didn't I tell you, Zombie is gonna make mincemeat out of
this kid.

JT: Cain gets back up, he and Zombie tie up, Zombie quickly gets an
armlock on Cain, but Cain nails him with an elbow and he has to let go,
Cain bounces off the ropes and connects with a big boot to Zombies face
sending him down.

BSW: What a bad day this is going to be for Zombie.

JT: Cain lifts Zombie up and down with a DDT. Theirs the nonchalant
pin, one, two, Zombie easily kicks out.

BSW: He's just toying with the kid.

JT: Cain tags in Kell, they look for the double team here, whips
him into the ropes, goes for the double clothesline, but Zombie ducks,
bounces back and ducks again this time he tags in Inferno, Inferno
comes in, Zombie with a dropkick on Kell and Chapparel clotheslines
Cain. HY go outside to regroup as Inferno/Zombie get pumped up.

BSW: Some great action their JT, I'll give that Zombie credit he managed
to stay in their, but his luck won't last much longer.

JT: Kell reenters the ring against Inferno, Kell goes for
a right hook but Inferno blocks and connects with one, two, three rights
of his own, then he connects with a short arm clothesline.

BSW: This run of luck won't last much longer JT, I guarantee you that.

JT: Inferno whips Kell and executes a spinebuster, pin, one,
two, kickout.

BSW: It's gonna take more than a spinebuster.

JT: Inferno tags in Zombie.

BSW: Big mistake.

JT: Zombie goes up top, MISSILE DROPKICK, that knocks Kell back
down to the mat.

BSW: From a big man too! Zombie showing GREAT versatility! That will help him later tonight! Look at this moron he's going back up.

JT: This could be another missle.

BSW: Zombie hits nothing but the mat.

JT: Kell manages to tag in Cain. Cain goes in lifts Zombie up
and down with a huge piledriver, pins him, one, two, thr--Kickout. This kid
just won't give up.

BSW: Cain tags Kell back in, theirs the spinning neckbreaker. And
the pin, one, two, thr-- kickout again! Just give it up.

JT: He's not going to give up, Kell has him in the corner with huge
punches to the ribcage, Cain is tagged back in, he whips Zombie across, he
looks to be following up with a splash, but Zombie moves out of the way, and
Cain goes sternum first into the turnbuckle, a beat up Zombie manages to
tag in Inferno. .

BSW: NO! Belly to Belly Suplex! Don't give in Cain.

JT: The ref ain't looking, Harlequin is on the apron distracting him,
Kell just got a chair and nailed Zombie, now he's, yes. WHAT A CHAIR
SHOT!! Inferno is out!! He lifts Cain over Inferno, the ref turns
around, no, one, two, no! I can't believe it! KICKOUT!

BSW: Believe it JT, great teamwork. Now Kell is dragging Zombie into
the ring and nails him with another chair on the head! Yeah this is great!

JT: Both Inferno/Zombie are out, now Cain and Kell continue to stomp
on them, come on they're are out already.

BSW: They have to learn their lesson. Kell and Cain want payback.

Nikki: This match is pure hell!

BSW: No kidding Nikki! Where have you been

Nikki: Getting a drink!

JT: You left?

Nikki: I'm hungry now!

BSW: What a weird girl!

JT: You know it.

BSW: You never would have known. Meanwhile Inferno and Zombie rolled out and are regrouping on the outside as Inferno and Cain get set to go....

JT: Zombie looks ready. So does Inferno.

BSW: This one is gonna get good fast.

BSW: Cain back to the corner, while we see Zombie limping to his corner as well. Kell muscles Inferno into corner...a right, a left, BIG uppercut! I thought I saw teeth flyin' from that one!

JT: Perhaps a souvenir for a lucky fan in the front row? Inferno mounts some minor offense however, a right catches Kell offguard, another shot, but it's blocked, and Kell with a crushing headbutt! And he just tagged an unaware Zombie with a big right hook, sending the man flying off the apron!

BSW: Pump handle slam by Kell, and in tags Cain. HY go for a team effort here, going to the ropes for a double superplex, and Inferno's takin' some serious punishment here, folks!

JT: I'd have to agree with you, BSW, Inferno/Zombie, as it seems, have been completely outmuscled and outsmarted from the beginning.

BSW: Cain with a massive forearm shot, and it propels the battered Inferno into the ropes, where Zombie hesitantly tags in. Lockup, and Zombie with a drop toe hold.

JT: Headlock applied by Zombie...but a big knee to the head from Kell breaks it up. The ref sends Kell back to his corner, but the damage has already been done.

BSW: Cain to his feet...Irish whip and a clothesline drops Zombie down. Follow-up attempt, and a big bodyslam has Zombie holding the small of his back.

JT: Another tag, and back in comes Kell, immediately laying a boot to the back of Zombie's head. Kell picks Zombie to his feet, and a blistering chop, my, the fans groan from hearing that one.

BSW: That red mark on Zombie's chest sure ain't no sunburn. Kell continues the assault, overhead belly to belly suplex! Kell has a submission headlock applied, in comes Inferno to make the save, and Cain comes in to join, Inferno and Cain to the outside!

JT: Meanwhile, Kell and Zombie go toe to toe, a left by Zombie, a right by Kell, oh my!

BSW: Kell answers with a rake to the eyes, nice technique. And on the outside, Cain has Inferno at his mercy! Piledriver on the concrete floor, Mercy!

JT: A brutal display by HY, quite simply put. Devastating powerbomb in the center of the ring, and this looks like it's it, as far as Inferno/Zombie are concerned!

JT: Kell with a Backbreaker that goes clean to the spine and now he's going topside! Kell is going to the top!

BSW: Who boy - a flying canadInferno.

JT: He's getting set up there and Kell's UP -- and he MISSES, as Inferno rolls out of the way just in time!

BSW: That was a poor choice for Kell to pick a moonsault - high risk moves are risky enough in singles matches, but that numbskull didn't realize it's even worse in a tag team situation!

JT: Kell is slow to get up, but Inferno quickly puts him back down with a guillotine face buster that might have just bought him enough to...MAKE THE TAG!

BSW: Now Zombie is in, and we get to see how one mistake, albeit a small one, can totally turn around a match...idiot.

JT: Kell for the ride, with Zombie on the rebound, and Zombie almost takes his head off with a spinning heel kick, and the fans are getting into the high impact action here!

BSW: Zombie needs to keep up this pace, considering he outweighs Kell by a good bit.

JT: Zombie sends Kell to the ropes once more, and Kell gets a running power slam for HIS TROUBLES AND HE GOES FOR THE PIN!!!

BSW: Aw, SH*T!

JT: One!

BSW: Twooooooo-KICKOUT by Kell, and it was probably too soon to be trying any serious pinfall attempts!

JT: I don't know. This one is coming to an end. Kell is wobbling and trying to get to Cain but Zombie grabs him and tosses him in the middle of the ring.

BSW: LEG DROP ON PHELAN!

(Nikki sits back down..)

BSW: Quite a snack you had.

Nikki: I met a cute guy on the way there. He took me back and...

JT: That's as far as you need to go! Now sit down and watch the damn match.

BSW: Kell is in desperate need of a tag as Inferno and Cain are both getting really pumped up!

JT: LOW BLOW BY KELL! ZOMBIE IS HURTING! HE'S FALLEN TO HIS KNEES!

Nikki: OUCH!

BSW: Now it's a fight to the corners!

JT: THEY ARE BOTH SOOOOO CLOSE! KELL GETS THE TAG! KELL GETS THE TAG!

BSW: ASHTON IS GOING NUTS! NO!!!!! ZOMBIE GOT THE TAG TOO! INFERNO AND CAIN MEET! THEY EXCHANGE FISTS!

JT: THE PLACE IS GOING NUTS!!! INFERNO WHIPS CAIN TO THE ROPES! CAIN DUCKS AND COMES BACK!

BSW: INFERNO DUCKS! NOW THEY BOTH MEET WITH CROSS BODIES! AND THEIR CHESTS SMACK RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!

JT: These two guys are nuts!

Nikki: I heard that! That was loud!

BSW: That's the sounds of ribcages clashing for you! Both men are rolling on the mat in pain!

JT: OH NO! HARLEQUIN IS UP TO SOMETHING! He grabs the belts from Inferno's corner and he's in the ring!

BSW: The ref is out from a bump taken earlier!

JT: HE'S GONNA CLOCK INFERNO WITH THOSE BELTS! HE'S WAITING FOR HIM TO GET UP!

BSW: WAIT! ZOMBIE GRABS HIM FROM THE APRON! HE HAS HIM HOOKED! ZOMBIEPLEX ON HARLEQUIN OFF THE APRON ONTO THE FLOOR!

JT: ZOMBIE IS LAUGHING! And Phelan is helping his manager on the floor.

BSW: OH NO! ZOMBIE IS IN THE RING! HE SETS CAIN UP ON THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! INFERNO IS UP!!

JT: ZOMBIE IS GETTING HIM IN AN OUTSIDER'S EDGE POSITION! NO!!! INFERNO WITH A NECKBREAKER OFF THE OUTSIDER'S EDGE!!!

BSW: NO!!!! THE REF IS GONNA COUNT! PHELAN DOESN'T SEE IT!

JT: 1.....2......3!!!!!

BSW: THEY WIN!!!

(The ref is waiving his hands in the ring)

JT: CAIN KICKED OUT! IT'S NOT OVER! IT'S NOT OVER!

BSW: NO WAY HE KICKED OUT!

JT: HE DID! HE KICKED OUT!

Nikki: Look at Phelan!

BSW: ZOMBIE IS ARGUING WITH THE REF AND INFERNO IS TURNING AROUND! PHELAN WITH A LOW BLOW ON INFERNO! NO!!!!

JT: HE SNEAKS UP BEHIND ZOMBIE! REVERSE DDT!!!

BSW: HERE IT IS! HE LOCKS HIM UP! MALICIOUS INTENT!!! CAIN IS HOLDING OFF INFERNO!

JT: Are they even the legal men?!

BSW: THE REF HAS NO CLUE!

JT: Zombie WILL NOT TAP!!!

BSW: That's because he is not moving!

JT: The ref is calling for the bell!

Ring Announcer: The winners and NEW TAG TEAM HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD! THE TEAM OF PHELAN KELL AND ASHTON CAIN! HOSTILE YOUTH!

Nikki: Hoe sweet.

BSW: The two teams meet in the middle of the ring as Zombie and Inferno hand over the titles and walk away...

Nikki: That's sportsmanship.

BSW: A feud that will not be forgotten. Two great teams, but only one can be the greatest, and in IWO, that would be Hostile Youth!

JT: What a match! And we have SOOOOO much more in store for our fans tonight!

United States Title Match
Table Death Match- The man who plants any opponent through 3 consecutive tables wins.
Dark Wolf-c- v. Jason Nash v. Chris Anthony

GP: Now we have a title defense that is going to be a little bit.......different. The United States title will be defended in a "Table Death Match". Now what is the Table Death Match. There will be no pinfalls, submissions, countouts, DQ's, none of the traditional ways of ending a match. This match will continue until one man puts one of his opponents through three consecutive tables. You heard me right folks I said three tables.

JT: This style of match will definatly favor the strong because of the sheer force needed to be able to put your opponent through 3 tables. For this reason I think Jason Nash is going to become the new United States Champion.

Angel: Dark Wolf though is a tough fighter. Tough Enough to be able to work well in an enviroment like this. Surely if he couldn't handle such a match he wouldn't be involved in it. Certainly not for the title.

JT: Maybe he can't handle it? And don't call me Shirley.

GP: Lets head down to the ring announcer.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is the Table Death Match and it is for the IWO United States Title. Introducing first, challenger #1. (Welcome to the Jungle by Guns N Roses starts to play) He stands six feet two, weighs 235 pounds. He is Chris Anthony!!!!

GP: Anthony getting a mixed reaction here. He'll be a bit of a lightweight physically speaking in this match but maybe while the big dogs fight the little dog with the heart will win the title.

Ring Announcer: Introducing Challenger #2 (Superthug by Noreaga starts to play) He stands seven feet two inches and weighs 320 pounds. Here is Jason Nash!!!!

JT:There he is. A monster! A killing machine! and the next United States Champion!

GP: Nash is all business in that ring thats for sure!

Ring Announcer: And now introducing the IWO United States Champion (Dark Wolf's Theme starts to play) He stand six feet six inches, weighs 260 pounds. Here is Dark Wolf!!!!!!

GP: Dark Wolf comes to the ring to a very nice ovation too. The bell rings and Jason Nash goes after Chris Anthony who ducks out of the way and Nash gets caught with a shot from Dark Wolf!!! Wolf and Anthony drives Nash into the corner and stomping away like a couple of members of the Rockettes.

Angel: Actually this is to their benefit. After all Nash is a very imposing figure and while I doubt they planned this in the back they may realize soon that this is the way for them both to have a chance of winning.

JT: But then they'll have to turn on each other to see who puts Nash through the tables.

GP: Well they'll have to cross that bridge when the get to it but Jason Nash grabs the leg of the champion pushes him down. Nash with a clothesline on Anthony. Nash pulls up Anthony but left himself wide open for a dropkick by Dark Wolf. Nash dropkicked out of the ring and Dark Wolf grabs Anthony. Suplex by Wolf on Anthony and now Wolf pummeling away but left himself open to a clothesline by Nash. Now Nash taking over on the champ. Nash with a choke slam to Wolf, and now Nash chokeslams Anthony. Nash going to the outside and is getting the tables. Can the match be over this early?

JT: Could be. Both of his opponents are barely moving.

GP: Spoke too soon. Anthony rolls out and catches Nash in the kidneys just as he had put the 2nd table on top of the first. Anthony's advantage is short lived however as Nash throws Anthony into the guardrail and he begins to land lefts and  rights to the stomach.  He takes Anthony's head and begins to pound it onto the steel chair steps!

JT:  Smart moves by Nash....if he keeps this up the match will be over
in no time.

Angel:  I'm going to have to agree with you on that one....

GP:  Nash rolls Anthony back into the ring and slides in right after him!
As Anthony gets up Nash goes over and punches him right back down to the
ground.  Wolf now up and grabs both men and double noggin knocker! Wolf grabs Nash and throws him into the turnbuckle.  He goes to the top turnbuckle and hits a DDT off the top rope!

GP:  Wolf has busted him open!!! What a surprise this is!  Wolf grabs Nash and throws him against the ropes. Anthony with a drop toe hold on Nash and Wolf drops a leg to the back of the neck. Anthony and Wolf get up. Wolf holds
onto the ropes and Anthony comes over and clotheslines him right outside of the  ring....

Angel: This is Anthony's best chance so far to win the match. He has taken more punishment than he has recieved.

GP:  Anthony flys over the top rope knocking Wolf down to the mat.  Anthony gets up and picks Wolf up too.  He throws him against the guardrail again and runs at  him with an elbow shot to the head....oh no Wolf reversed it. He grabs Anthony and execute a back body drop right onto the steel steps!

Angel:  What a move!

JT:  Anthony is holding his back in pain!

GP: And now Wolf working to get that third table in place. Jason Nash comes over  Nash goes over and picks up Wolf. He throws him against the
guardrail now and he is retaliating by hitting Wolf now with lefts and
rights...

Angel:  Ohhh what a shot to the head by Nash!

JT:  He is really impressing me here tonight.  He took that early beating
from both Wolf and Anthony and has come back to have the advantage now!

GP: Nash  picks up Wolf and drops him hitting his jaw right onto the guardrail!  That one has to hurt the jaw!  Nash picks Anthony up again and throws him into the ring.  Nash follows him into the ring but not before throwing a steel chair into the ring! Nash picks up Anthony and whips him against the ropes. Nash cracks Anthony over the head with a chair. Nash drags Anthony over and the three tables have been set up. Nash is going to power bomb Anthony through the tables. Dark Wolf quickly comes into the ring and stops it. Nash grabs Wolf and hits an atomic drop right onto Dark Wolf!  That has to hut one part of the body!

JT:  Oh yes it certainly does! I can feel it. Though I'd like it better if Angel could feel it.

*SLAP*

GP:  Nash does the same thing four more times. Two time on Wolf, two times on Anthony.  Both are on the mat and Nash just stands over them.  He drops down very quickly with an elbow drop on Wolf!  He gets back up and bounces off the ropes....he hits a leg drop  right onto Anthony!  Both men is in a lot of pain and trouble....

JT: Nash has total mastery of the contest. The only question will be which wrestler he'll put through the table.

Angel:  What can I say. Nash is showing me a lot tonight!

GP:  Nash picks up Wolf and throws him into the turnbuckle!  He runs at
him and goes for an elbow shot to the head but Wolf moves out of the way.
Anthony gets up. Kicks Nash and both men hits a DDT on Nash!

Angel:  Nice reversal...

GP:  Anthony is the first up and he throws Nash into the turnbuckle. Both men now put him on the top turnbuckle and now both place him on the third table. Whoever puts him through will be the United States champion. Anthony pushes Wolf down and ready to jump. DARK WOLF PULLS ANTHONY'S LEGS OUT AND ANTHONY HITS A VERY TENDER SPOT!!!!! WOLF PICKS UP ANTHONY AS NASH ROLLS HIMSELF OFF THE THIRD TABLE. SUPLEX BY WOLF TO ANTHONY AND *CRACK* *CRACK* *CRACK* HE PUTS HIM THROUGH THE TABLES!!!!!

(DING DING DING DING DING)

Ring Announcer: Here is your winner and still United States Champion Dark Wolf!!!!!!

GP: Dark Wolf retains the title in an incredable match!!!!!

JT: Look at Nash though! He is upset! He grabs Dark Wolf and POWERBOMBS HIM INTO THE STEEL RAILING! NASH POWERBOMBS ANTHONY NOW!!! HE MAY NOT HAVE WON THE TITLE BUT HE GOT SOME PAYBACK AFTER IT WAS OVER!!!!!!

Extreme Title Match
Meat Locker Match
Ken War -c- v. The Raging One

BSW: THIS IS THE IWO!!! THIS IS THE IWO IN PPV!!!  Any questions?

JT: No... not really.

Angel: It's good to have you back, Scott.

BSW: Why thank you, Miss Angel.

Angel: Your quite welcome.

JT: UGH! THAT WAS A DISGUSTING DISPLAY OF POLITENESS!!!

BSW: Since when is politeness disgusting?

JT: Ever since.... Angel started doing it!

*SMACK*

JT: OW! This lesbians sure can hit now a days.

*SMACK*

JT: YEP... they can hit pretty hard, all right. Almost enough to make a
grown man cry. Boo hoo!

BSW: Very funny, JT, very funny. Can we get on with the task at hand?

Angel: Yes... I think we can. That is, if JT shuts up.

JT: Well, I certainly don't feel like shutting up!

Angel: Then I just guess I'll have to change your mind.

JT: And how do you plan on that, carpet muncher?

*SMACK*
*SMACK*
*SMACK*

Angel: WHO'S YOUR MOMMY!!!

JT: OW! YOU! YOU! YOUR MY MOMMY!!! I'll be quiet now!

Angel: That's what I thought!

BSW: Nice touch, Angel.

JT: Yeah.... very nice touch.

*SMACK*

JT: OW! Aren't you just getting a tad slap happy?

*SMACK*

JT: OW! I take that as a yes.

BSW: Well, in our next match we have the Raging One challenging Ken War for
the Extreme title. A title that had been held by Mad Max for THREE long
months, and was just one by War last Monday. If you ask me, he got lucky.
That Max sure was a great
champion!

JT: Yeah! That's my buddy, Maxy. We were cool with each other when the old
FWA was around.

Angel: WHY MUST YOU TWO MENTION HIM AROUND ME?!?

JT: Because we know it annoys you!

BSW: So... could this be an EXTREMEly short title reign for War? Hahaha,
did anyone catch that?

Angel: Hahaha, your are so funny, Scott!

BSW: So far the Raging One has proven quite unstoppable. Not to mention
that the EX-champ himself may show up. I saw him backstage, and he isn't on
the card!

[Someone hands the cutest microphone in the world to the announcer. How can
the wonders of this microphone be sung? Why, if someone wanted to write
down all the great things about this microphone, it would take years. Years
and years, probably a couple
Hundred at the very least. That would have to be one dedicated person. But
not like that guy who built the Crazy Horse monument, that sure is taking a
while.]

Announcer: Now introducing... standing at Six feet, and one inch. Weighing
in at a whopping 290 pounds. Some say he is as crazy as the mad one
himself, Mad Max, THE RAGING ONE!!!

["Bueck Dich" by Rammstien plays as the Raging One makes his way into the
meat locker. As he walks along, he examines the variety of meats kept in
the locker. Deer, pig, cow...]

The Raging One: BROWNIES!!!

BSW: AHHHHH!!! What kind of meat is that? This sicko is eating raw...
frozen meat of some type. Very strange indeed.

Announcer: And now introducing, he stands at six feet, and five inches. He
weighs in at 275 pounds. He is the IWO EXTREME CHAMPION!!! KEN WAR!!!

["War Machine" by Kiss plays as the... war machine enters the meat locker
himself.]

JT- We now go live to the Meat Locker....

BSW: Now this meat locker is fairly large, isn't it?

Angel: It's one of the largest of it's kind. Some 5000 square feet!

BSW: WHOAH! It's huge! And look at all the meat!

JT: I'm not interested in the meat. Look at the meat hooks! TALK ABOUT YOUR
DEADLY WEAPONS!!! HAHAHA!!! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

BSW: This is sure to go down in history as a tremendous confrontation! The
bell is rung back here at the arena, and the two are signaled to begin. The
Raging One leaps up on to a piece of hanging meat, FLYING CLOTHESLINE! He
took Ken War off his feet
with his first move! I'm telling you, the Raging One is one of the best
pure athletes in the IWO today. Not many have proven that they can beat
him. Not even Billy Larson, who himself has beaten Ken War! Not to mention
the Vietnam Veteran. The Raging One
picks Ken War back up by the hair. TRO with a nice knee lift to War's face!
That could have busted War's face open! TRO DOES IT AGAIN! Another knee
lift to the face of Ken War puts him back down on the ground. So far this
match has been all The Raging
One. The Raging One unhooks a piece of meat! That's some beef I believe,
and the throws it at Ken War! THAT HAD TO BE SOME TWO HUNDRED POUNDS!!! KEN
WAR IS BEING CRUSHED BY IT, DIRECTLY ON HIS RIBS! Just remember folks, the
only way to win this match is
to exit the meat locker! That's right, all the winner has to do is step
outside the door.

JT: Doesn't seem overly complicated.

Angel: It's not... but this place is HUGE! It could take them forever to
find the exit!

BSW: And there is only one exit to this place. Only one door that leads to
the victory. Ken War has managed to get that piece of meat of him. TRO
brings War to his feet, and puts him in a headlock. BULLDOG BY THE RAGING
ONE! Right on to that hard floor!
That had to hurt the War Machine!

Angel: TRO is like a machine... decimating his opponents! Ken War hasn't
shown a lick of offense this entire opening.

JT: That's not going to change anytime soon, either. But we want some
blood! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

BSW: The Raging One applies a camel clutch on Ken War now. I suppose he is
trying to take more energy and oxygen out of Ken. War won't be looking for
the door if he is too exhausted to stand up.

JT: Yeah... that would be good thinking. But this move doesn't cause any
bloodshed. Come on... this is an Extreme Title match! Isn't there supposed
to be a bit more action? This camel clutch is such a slow move!

Angel: I will have to agree with JT, for ONCE! This match is moving a bit
slow for an Extreme Title match.

BSW: He let’s go of the camel clutch... and now he is putting on a boston
crab. He has it locked on! It doesn't look like he is even contemplating
letting go. Ken War is now screaming out in pain, his legs could very well
be broken! OH! War is in some extreme pain here, and the Raging One just
keeps leaning further, and further back. Ken War's hamstrings have to be at
their maximum tolerance level, if TRO pulls back anymore, they might rip! A
ripped hamstring could be a career ender for any wrestler! If nothing else,
the Raging One is taking
Ken War out before he can mount an offense. Without his legs, Ken can't do
anything while TRO searches for the door.

JT: How long has he had that hold on now?

BSW: For some five minutes now! That is a long time to be in a submission
hold! Ken War has no be dying from the pain, nothing like that short
temporary pain from slamming through a table. This is a completely
different thing. TRO is beating Ken War with
strategy as opposed to brute strength. Good thinking on the part of the
Raging One.

Angel: I don't like this... he will not break this hold! He still has it
on, and he is nearly breaking War's back now!

BSW: So far, this match isn't looking good for Ken War at all. The Raging
One has had that Crab on for seven straight minutes now. HE FINALLY BREAKS
IT! He broke that hold that has nearly destroyed Ken War! I don't think the
War Machine can compete in
match any longer! I think he needs a doctor more than anything else!

Angel: The Raging One is off to look for the exit. Ken War is just lying
there... I predict new Extreme Champion!

JT: Is War even moving? Did the Raging One break his legs? PLEASE TELL ME
HE BROKE HIS LEGS! That would be so cool!

BSW: Now why would that be cool, JT?

JT: Because, that is almost as good a blood! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! WAHOO!
Come on, everybody with me. We want blood! We want blood! WE WANT BLOOD! WE
WANT BLOOD!

[Crowd starts chanting "We want blood!".]

BSW: You know that they can't hear you JT. Nor can they hear the crowd,
they are off in some undisclosed meat locker. And unless... what is the
Raging One doing? He is cupping his ear, like he is trying to listen to
something. Could it be? Can he actually
hear the chants of the fans back here?

JT: OF COURSE HE CAN! He is the Raging One... *smooch* Hey Angel, how do
you like my BSW impression!

Angel: You want to know what I think of your Big Scott impression?

JT: Yeah... that's what I asked!

*SMACK*

JT: OW! So you think it sucks that bad, huh? I thought it was worth a few
laughs! HAHAHA!!!

Angel: Obviously not!

BSW: The Raging One either heard that chants and is choosing to ignore
them, or he actually didn't. Wait a second, he isn't searching for an exit.
He has found what he was looking for, A GOLF CLUB! He is going to use that
golf club on Ken War! THIS IS
HORRIBLE! AND THE FANS ARE CHEERING HIM ON!

JT: Of course, Big Scott! You can always rely on the fans to cheer you on,
as long as you have bog long object in your hands. Hey.... that didn't
sound right.

BSW: Well... you never sound right, JT! The Raging One has made it back to
the location of Ken War, where the War Machine still lays, stone dead. I
think TRO has already done enough punishment here, all he has to do is find
the door, and get out of here.
No need to destroy this man's career, and especially not with a golf club!

JT: What... do you have something against golf clubs?

BSW: NO! Why would I have something against golf clubs?

JT: Because you suck at golf! So maybe you blamed the clubs or something.

Angel: Since when did you become a psychologist, JT?

JT: Since when you saw that nude Mad Max interview, and began to pay me to
straighten him out.

*SMACK*

JT: OW! Guess I deserved that one.

BSW: You deserve all of them JT. The Raging One swing back with the golf
club...

Raging One: FORE!!!

JT: HAHAHA! He said fore!

BSW: WHAM! RIGHT INTO KEN WAR'S FACE! HE STILL ISN'T BLEEDING!!! THE RAGING
ONE RAMMED THAT RIGHT INTO WAR'S FACE, AND KEN ISN'T BLEEDING! HERE WE GO
AGAIN!!!

Raging One: Hmmm... can we call a mulligan? FORE!

JT: HAHAHA! THIS GUY IS HILARIOUS!

BSW: ONCE AGAIN! RAGING ONE SWING THAT CLUB HEAD RIGHT INTO WAR'S FACE! OH
NO! WAR IS BLEEDING! HE IS BUSTED OPEN! This is bad, this is very bad!

JT: YES! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD! I LOVE THE RAGING ONE FOREVER NOW! HE GAVE ME
BLOOD! YAY!

Angel: I've always wondered, are you some kind of vampire, JT?

JT: No, whatever gave you that idea? I just love blood! HAHA! JUICE! COLOR!

BSW: Whatever you call it, Ken War is doing it. NO! NOT THIS! THE RAGING
ONE IS GOING TO DO IT AGAIN! DAMMIT!!! KEN WAR IS BLEEDING LIKE A STUCK PIG
NOW!

JT: Speaking of pig, that piece over there looks good.

BSW: A good old joke from JT! AMAZING! You actually made a remark without
insulting anybody. Congratulations!

JT: Well... I got one word for ya!

Angel: What is that?

JT: DIKE! HAHAHAHA!!!

*WHOOSH*

JT: HAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU MISSED ME! NAH, NAH, NAH!

*WHOOSH*

JT: YOU COULDN'T HIT THE BROADSIDE OF A BA...

*SMACK*

JT: OW!!! GEEZ, THAT SMARTS!

BSW: Somehow, I seriously doubt that. The Raging One throws the club down
to the ground, and goes off his merry way. Looks like he just wanted to
give the fans what they wanted, some blood. And he sure did a heck of a job
doing it, too. Our cameras are
following Raging One around, looking for the one door that leads out of
here. For those who have this question in their mind, why don't they just
go out the door they came in, they can't. That door has been locked,
bolted, and reinforced so that no man
can possibly get through it. There is one door in this meat locker that
leads to the outside world, and whoever gets through that door is the
winner of this match, and the Extreme champion. I think the Raging One has
really put Ken War out of this one,
making it one of the shortest title runs I have seen lately. Specially when
compared to the long time that Ma... I mean the former champ held it for so
long. It would almost make you think that War isn't a very good champion.
Sure, he is a great wrestler,
and has held all of the IWO belts, now. But look at when he was World
champion! There was virtually no competition for him till the recently
returned Joey Rappaport knocked him over like a sack of potatoes. Not good
for one's track record. He was a fine
North American champion, but by no means the best. We all know who that
honor goes to...

JT: INFERNO!!! HELL YEAH! And you better believe that Zombie and him are
the greatest tag team of all time. Look at what they did! They usurped the
great and mighty Hostile Youth of their throne once an for all.

BSW: Now come on JT, there is no denying that HY was the greatest tag team
that ever stepped foot in the squared circle.

JT: They were... before Zombie and Inferno teamed up! And look at Phelen's
pitiful television reign! MAKE ME LAUGH!!! HAHAH!

BSW: We are not here to argue over tag teams! We are here to call the match
in progress!

JT: Hey, your the one who started it. So why don't you and your dike call
the match!

Angel: That's it! AGAIN!

*SMACK*

JT: WHOAH! Caught me offguard!

*SMACK*

JT: DARNNIT! AGAIN! I managed to dodge you twice, I can do it again.

BSW: The Raging One is still looking for the door. Endless, and endless
amounts of meat are all that the eye can see. He sees a door!  THAT COULD
BE IT! THAT MIGHT BE THE DOOR!

JT: If it is, it isn't a very good looking door.

BSW: Well why should it be a good looking door? It's a door that is meant
to be used opening and closing. Nothing more!

JT: Oh... I am so sorry, great and mighty Scott!

BSW: You better be! The Raging One gets to the door, and he tries to open
it. It opens, but the sun and grass do not lay outside, it is another part
of the meat locker! The Fowl department to be exact

JT: And we always have to be exact, don't we?

BSW: Be quiet you! Lots of chicken... and.... MORE CHICKEN! Hey, is that
some duck over there?

JT: Nah.... I think that is a deformed chicken.

BSW: The Raging One is faberglasted at this. He thought there was only one
door! That's what I thought too! Obviously there is only one door that
leads to the outside. The Raging One turns to look around some more. KEN
WAR! KEN WAR WITH THE GOLF CLUB! HE
SNAPPED IT IN HALF OVER THE RAGING ONE'S HEAD! TRO IS DOWN AND OUT, AND KEN
WAR MUST OF USED HIS LAST BITS OF POWER TO GET HERE. WHAT A HIT! Right over
the head, HE SNAPPED IT IN HALF! That had to have hurt the Raging One
seriously. Now they are both out
on the ground. This is no good.

JT: HEY! This is even slower then that Boston crab! SLOWER THAN THAT CAMEL
CLUTCH! Come on you two, get up and do something. Don't just lay down and
die! We want blood! We want blood! We want blood!

[The crowd catches on once again, and beings to chant along with. "We want
blood! We want blood! We want blood!]

BSW: I think those two in the meat locker can hear the fans out here. Is it
ESP, or do they just know that the fans are cheering their little hearts
out for them. Ken War is trying to get to his knees. The Raging One is
trying to get to his knees. They
both trying to get to their knees!

JT: I think Angel should get on her knees.

*SMACK*

JT: OW! MAN! I JUST SAID THAT YOU SHOULD GET DOWN ON YOUR KNEES! I think
you would look very pretty down on your knees. SUC...

BSW: DON'T EVEN SAY IT JT!

JT: Your right, I don't need to even bother. She'll do it after the show
anyways.

*SMACK*

BSW: What has gotten into you JT? Have you take an idiot pill or something?
Everytime you insult Angel, she slaps you. Each time you insult Nikki, she
slaps you. Yet you continue to insult them... oh... I see.

JT: WHAT?!? What do you see?

BSW: Didn't know you were that way JT!

JT: WHAT WAY!!!

BSW: Nevermind, you poor submissive soul. The Raging One has managed to get
to his knees, despite that vicious shot that War gave him. It looks like I
was right about Ken, though. He used one burst of adrenaline to make his
way to the Raging One with that
golf club. It looks like it could still be the end of War's title reign.
The Raging One is trying to get his bearings, and spots the prone form of
War next to him. TRO takes War by the head, and drags him over to that
door. OH NO! I see what TRO has
planned here! He puts War's head in-between the door. WHAM! RIGHT ON TO
KEN'S FACE! AGAIN! AGAIN! AND A FOURTH TIME! War is bleeding severely this
time, and I think we've only seen two wrestling moves.

JT: Not a very technical match, is it?

BSW: Not really, AND RAGING ONE IS STANDING! He laughs a little as he slams
the door once again. Enough is enough...

JT: And it's time for a change!

BSW: Quiet you! Ken War's face looks like a ripe tomato that someone has
busted open! The blood is oozing out of his nose, and several cuts, and
breaks along his skin. This is horrible, War needs medical attention now.

Angel: Your telling me!

BSW: NO! NO! NO! THIS IS WRONG! THE HUMAN BODY WAS NOT MEANT FOR THIS KIND
OF PUNISHMENT! TRO HAS MANAGED TO GET HIS HANDS ON ONE HALF OF THE BROKEN
GOLF CLUB! HE IS CLIMBING ON TOP OF ONE OF THE SLABS OF MEAT! THAT HAS TO
BE SOME EIGHT FEET IN THE AIR! HE
LEAPS! WHOAH!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! THE WAR MACHINE CAUGHT HIM... MONKEY
FLIP THROUGH THE DOOR! HE MONKEY FLIPPED TRO THROUGH THE DOOR! WHAT A MOVE
BY KEN WAR! THAT SAVED THE MATCH FOR HIM RIGHT THERE!

Angel: You better believe it! Look at that, the Raging One has a big
splinter of wood from the door sticking out of his head. Right near his
eye, and he is now bleeding! Why does this have to be such a bloody sport?!?

JT: Because.... WE WANT BLOOD! WE WANT BLOOD! WE WANT BLOOD! And what we
want, we get!

BSW: War now getting to his knees, a second wind perhaps?

JT: More like a third or fourth.

BSW: Thank you for the correction, JT. Ken all the way to his feet, and
picks the fallen Raging One to his feet. War drags TRO by the head over to
a piece of meat, and SLAMS HIS HEAD INTO IT! Hmmmm... I wonder if that
really hurt the Raging One. It is
just a piece of meat.

Angel: But it's a frozen piece of meat, and those are pretty hard.

JT: Hey, I'll show you something that is hard. Maybe it will be enough for
you to change teams.

*SMACK*

JT: OW!!! HEHE, that was a good one.

BSW: I told you... S&M is bad JT!

JT: WHAT?!? You think I'm in to S&M?!? They suck!

BSW: HUH?!?

JT: Isn't S&M a music group

BSW: You mean Eminem?

JT: Yeah, M&M!

BSW: It's Eminem, YOU IDIOT! They are now over by an office area. What is
an office area doing in a meat locker?

JT: Well... even meat lockers need offices! DIDN'T YOU KNOW THAT?

BSW: NO THEY DON'T! It's a stupid meat locker! You don't need any kind of
office area in a meat locker! What are you going to do, paper work in the
meat?

JT: Well don't you think they have to?

Angel: Yeah... for once JT is right. They probably need to do paper work on
the meat.

JT: And then they have to beat it!

BSW: Huh?

JT: BEAT IT!

BSW: Beat what?

JT: THE MEAT!!! THEY HAVE TO BEAT THE MEAT!

Angel: Something we are sure you do, JT.

BSW: Ken War picks up TRO in a gorilla press slam position. NO! OVER HEAD
PRESS SLAM THROUGH THE WINDOW THAT LEAD INTO THE OFFICE AREA! RAGING ONE IS
BLOODY MESS! A BLOODY MASS OF... BLOOD! Ken War follows into the the
office, and picks up a small filing
cabinet. RIGHT OVER THE HEAD OF THE RAGING ONE! THAT CABINET WAS METAL! IT
HAD TO BE SOME HUNDRED POUNDS! I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF TRO'S NOSE WAS
BROKEN! Ken War is placing the Raging One up on one of the desks... FACE
BUSTER THROUGH THE TABLE! WHAT A
MOVE BY KEN WAR, AND IF TRO'S NOSE WASN'T BROKEN, IT IS NOW! Ken War spots
a tall filing cabinet in the corner, and I don't like that grin that just
crossed his face. That cabinet has to be some nine odd feet high. HE IS
PUTTING THE RAGING ONE ON TOP OF
THERE! HE COULDN'T! HE WOULDN'T! HE IS!!! THE DROP!!! THE DROP OFF OF THE
CABINET THROUGH ONE OF THE DESKS!!! THE RAGING ONE IS DONE! IT IS ALL OVER,
KEN WAR HAS THIS ONE IN THE BAG.

Angel: Looks like it wasn't such a short title reign after all. Now all Ken
has to do is find the door.

JT: WHAT THE HELL?!? Is that neon sign pointing in that direction.

BSW: It is... what the heck is that? Ken War has nothing better to do then
follow it. This direction is leading him further into the office area, and
away from the meat locker part of this building. THERE IS A DOOR! COULD
THIS BE THE DOOR?!? KEN WAR SEEMS
TO THINK SO! HE RUNS TOWARD IT TO OPEN IT UP! WAIT!!! There is some kind of
writing on it, but I don't think Ken War notices it. It reads... This way
to never never land? What the heck does that mean? This way to never never
land? Ken War doesn't seem to
mind, and opens the door!

JT: ?????

Angel: ?????

BSW: Well... I guess this is never never land.

JT: WELL DUH!!! It says that on the wall, right there. NEVER NEVER LAND!
Oh, and what shade of lipstick is that?

Angel: I think it's blood red, because it isn't lipstick!

JT: Oh....

BSW: Ken War is cautiously entering the room. What is that? There are some
light tubes set up near another door at the end of the room. But the light
tubes are set up... weird.

JT: I'VE SEEN THAT! They call that a log cabin... because it's like a log
cabin. Except it is made of light tubes. THEY CAUSE BLOOD!

BSW: I see... and there are two of these. Each of them of writing on them,
but I want to know what it says on that door. Daylight. THAT MUST BE THE
EXIT! What else is in this odd little room? There is some barb-wire over in
one corner... some rose petals
in another. Maybe this place was meant for them to battle it out. Doesn't
look like that is going to happen. Are those tacks over there?

JT: Why yes they are! I like this room!

BSW: Ken War makes it to the door fine. There is also a table in the center
of the room... too bad we don't get to see any of this used. It would have
been great. Ken War is opening the door! He is going to still be the
extreme champion! NO! NO! NO! HE
OPENED THE DOOR, AND WAS HIT BY.... A BAT?!?

JT: Correction my good Scott, that is Bat!

Mad Max: Enter Night!

BSW: Oh joy, we get a little singing from the Mad One today!

Angel: NOOOOO!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!

Mad Max: Exit Light!

BSW: He just took Bat, AND HIT HOMERUN NUMBER 71!!!

Mad Max: Take my hand...

BSW: Max is putting Ken War up on top of that table. NO! NO!

Mad Max: OFF TO NEVER NEVER LAND!!!

BSW: MANIA!!! MANIA OFF THE TABLE AND THROUGH THE LOG CABIN OF LIGHT
TUBES!!! I THINK KEN WAR IS NOW DEAD!

JT: I think you would be right... look at Max laugh now!

Mad Max: Huh? You think you could take our belt away from us? You thought
you could take Bob, our heart and soul, and NOT PAY ANY CONSEQUENCES?!?
HAHAHA! What a tiny little brain you have there, Mister War! And now where
is our other guest?

BSW: THE RAGING ONE HAS ENTERED THE ROOM! AND HE GETS TO MEET BAT UP CLOSE
AND PERSONAL TOO!

JT: Ouch!

BSW: Mad Max is taking him over by the tacks.... CHOKESLAM INTO THE TACKS!!!

Mad Max: That is for the golf club!

BSW: Max picks him up again, and drags him over to barb-wire. TAZPLEX ON TO
THE BARB-WIRE!

Mad Max: That was for the nails!

BSW: NOW MAX IS TAKING HIM OVER BY THE ROSES! MELTDOWN ON TO THE ROSES!!!
THOSE THORNS!!

Mad Max: That is for every comment you ever made about Angel.

JT: Awwwww... how sweet!

Angel: Grrrrrrr....

BSW: OH NO! Now Max is setting TRO up on the table!

Mad Max: And this? THIS IS FOR THE F'N HELL OF IT!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

BSW: MANIA! MANIA!!! MANIA THROUGH THE OTHER LOG CABIN! Mad Max gets up, he
must be mighty proud of himself.

Mad Max: You all thought you could enter my realm. Ken War, you always
think your so hardcore. YOUR ABOUT AS HARDCORE AS MISS PIGGY! HIYA! And
you... TRO, never ever think you can enter our realm. The extreme realm is
ours, and ours only. Maybe you can give us a call sometime, we can go out
and play!

BSW: And with that, Max leaves! Now all these two have to do is get up and
leave out the door. Ken War is to his knees, and crawling to the door.
WAIT! THE RAGING ONE HAS A SHARD OF LIGHT TUBE! SMASH!!! RIGHT OVER KEN
WAR’S HEAD. Two feet, one foot. A couple of inches. Three, two, one!!!! THE
RAGING ONE WINS!!! NEW EXTREME CHAMPION!!! KEN WAR LOST IT WITHIN SEVEN
DAYS!!! TRO WINS GOLD!!!

Title Match
?¿? v. Somebody

(Writer's Note- Yes the introduction was neccessary.)

BSW: THE ONLY FORCE IN PAY-PER-VIEW... THE INTERNET WRESTLING ORGANIZATION!!!

JT: Butt kisser!

BSW: WHAT?!?

JT: You heard me right! Mr. Kosoy has a butt, and you kiss it!

BSW: I DO NO SUCH THING!

JT: OH YES YOU DO!

BSW: I AM NOT BEING PAID TO ARGUE WITH YOU!

JT: But you are getting paid to kiss Jamie's butt!

BSW: ARRRGGGGHHHH!!!

Angel: Great to be back... isn't it?

BSW: I love the job... I love the job...

JT: So... oh great and mighty returned Scott... what do we have now?

BSW: Hmmmmm... let me look down my little card here...

JT: Waiting...

BSW: WHAT THE?!? This is the card for Friday’s HT!!!

JT: Sabotage!

Angel: Someone made a boo-boo backstage.

BSW: I want the d*** card in front of me, right now!

Angel: Whoah... calm down Scott.

BSW: Sorry... sorry.

Angel: It's okay, you can do this Scott. You have been doing great so far!

BSW: I just don't want Greg to completely replace me!

JT: Don't worry, GP can't replace you! As much as you SUCK, he SUCKS more!

Angel: Now that wasn't a very nice thing to say.

JT: YOU SUCK TOO, ANGEL!!! Lesbo!

*SMACK*

JT: OW! Nikki and her must have been messing around backstage. They got the
same technique

*SMACK*

JT: OW! That really smarts!

Angel: It better! Hahahaha!

BSW: WHAT IS GOING ON?!? NOTHING!!! THIS IS AN IWO PPV, FOLKS!!! Where is
the action?

JT: Obviously not here. IWO is NOT the force in PPV!

BSW: YES IT IS!

JT: Nope....

BSW: YES HUH!

JT: NO HUH!

BSW: YES HUH!

JT: NO HUH!

Angel: BOYS!!! BOYS!!!

BSW: YES HUH!

JT: NO WAY, BUTT KISSER!!!

BSW: HEY, SPEAK FOR YOURSELF!!! You and Inferno have always been unusually
close!

JT: WHAT?!? Are you suggesting something?

BSW: AND WHAT IF I AM?!?

JT: I'll have to kick your ass!

BSW: YEAH RIGHT!!! You couldn't kick a fly's ass!

JT: What are you saying... FAT BOY!!!

BSW: HEY! That was below the belt!

JT: Well that shouldn't be a problem... CAUSE YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING UNDER
THE BELT!!!

Angel: CHILDREN!

BSW: GRRRRRRR!!!

JT: BRING IT ON, BIG BOY!

*SMACK*
*SMACK*

JT: OW!

BSW: What was that for?

Angel: It was for acting like little children!

JT: But isn't that my job?

Angel: NO!

BSW: No... your job is being a complete (BLEEP)!

Angel: SCOTT!!!

BSW: Sorry... sorry....

Angel: It's okay.

JT: NO IT'S NOT! YOUR ALWAYS OPENING YOUR BIG FAT MOUTH!

Angel: For once in your life, shut up JT!

JT: I don't have to listen to you, carpet muncher!

*SMACK*

JT: WOW! That was a good one.

*SMACK!*

JT: WHEW! EVEN BETTER!

BSW: Now.... there should be something that happens right about now.
Anything... something. PLEASE!!!

JT: Looks like the people up top don't like you... even for all your butt
kissing.

BSW: HOLD ME BACK ANGEL!!!

Angel: DON'T DO IT YOU TWO! DON'T YOU DARE!

JT: He wouldn't hurt me if he could. I'd just hurt his poor widdle neck again.

Angel: HEY NOW!

BSW: JT!!!

JT: Hehehe.... I still got it!

BSW: SOMEONE BETTER GET THEIR ACT IN GEAR! Nothing is going on here.
JT: BORING! I told you the IWO sucked at doing PPV.

BSW: They do not suck... they are the best!

Angel: There is one great thing about this PPV...

JT: What is that?

Angel: MAD MAX ISN'T ON IT!!! HAHAHAHA!!! He can't win any matches! And he
lost that stupid belt! Who cares if he comes out here, DOES HE EVER GIVE UP?!?

BSW: No... I don't think he does.

Angel: Why doesn't he? WHY? One night, he's out to kill me, now he chasing
me down again.

JT: Well... he isn't going to have much luck with Miss Lesbian.

*SMACK*

JT: OWWWWWWW!!!!

BSW: STILL NOTHING!!! THIS IS PPV PEOPLE! YOU CAN'T SIT AROUND WITH NOTHING
HAPPENING!

Angel: How long as this been happening?

BSW: For at least ten minutes! What a waste of time! We need a camera out
back to figure what is going on!

JT: How many times have I said it? IWO HAS NO CLUE AS TO WHAT THEY ARE DOING!

BSW: WE HAVE ONE! We got a camera into the back... let's see what's going on.

JT: Nothing... the IWO has no clue.

BSW: Nothing in this hall, nothing in that hall. What is causing the...
IT'S ?¿?! IT'S ?¿?! SECURITY IS SWARMING HIM! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER!!! DOWN
GOES A GUARD! ANOTHER ONE! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVERS LEFT AND RIGHT! THE ENTIRE
IWO REFEREE STAFF IS LAID OUT ON THE GROUND! This explains the delay, they
have been dealing with ?¿? backstage! Here comes another security guard,
MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER!!! Down goes another poor victim, fallen at the hands
of ?¿?! One security guard brings out a gun! AHHH! HE IS GOING TO SHOOT
?¿?!!! The Mysterious One raises his hands in defeat. WAIT! MYSTERY DEATH
DRIVER! HAAHAHAHA! Serves that idiot right, thinking he could threaten the
Mysterious One!

JT: Butt kisser!

BSW: Be quiet you!

["Sad But True" by Metallica plays as the lights in the arena go out. They
flicker a few times, rapidly for dramatic effect. When they return to
normal, ?¿? stands in the middle of the ring. A few security guards appears
a the front entrance, and rush
down to contain him.]

BSW: ?¿? IS HERE!!! He is right here in the middle of the ring. Whatever
happened backstage, ?¿? gets a title shot of his choice tonight. Just as
long as it isn't a world one, which has yet to be decided. The security has
reached the ring, and they try to get inside! One man is in... MYSTERY
DEATH DRIVER!!! Another one enters the ring, MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER! There is
no stopping the Mysterious One! He is dolling out MDD's out hand and foot!

JT: Wow... don't these guys get it? They're just going to end up on the
ground along with all their comrades.

BSW: All the guards are taken care of, and ?¿? is calling for a microphone!

[Someone hands the Mysterious One the IWO MICROPHONE OF THE WORLD!!! What a
little wonderful little microphone that little thing is. Whatever you say,
it amplifies it, so everyone can hear what you have to say. Isn't that the
wonderful?!?]

?¿?: *Pauses for effect* I came into the IWO a legend. Everyone feared me,
the Mysterious One. All these inbred, unoriginal s*** stains on society's
toilet cringed at my name.  Now they call me washed up, and think they can
copy my style. Well now, I get to pick any belt I want. Hmmmmm... I was
watching backstage and I saw Jamie and Shaun out here with a new belt. The
Pacific belt, to be correct. Seeing as how a get a shot at any belt I
wish... I choose the.... PACIFIC BELT!!! And since there is no champion...
I GET IT BY DEFAULT!

BSW: WHAT AN ANNOUNCEMENT BY THE MYSTERIOUS ONE!

["Follow the Leader" by Korn plays as Jamie and Shaun make their way down
the ramp. Shaun is carrying the Pacific belt on his shoulder, and Jamie has
a mic in his hand.]

Jamie: Now just hold on one second there, ?¿?. You want this belt? You come
and get it!

BSW: AND THE MYSTERIOUS ONE IS OFF!!! Whoah, I have never seen the
president run so fast! But ?¿? is much faster! He catches up to Jamie...
MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER!!! Shaun still has the belt, and in one of the many
loading docks. He managed to run pretty
far in that short amount of time! THERE IS ?¿?! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER! The
mysterious one brushes himself off, and picks up the belt. Looks like we
have a new Pacific Champion!

BSW- I'm lost for words....?¿? is the first Pacific Champion by default!!

North American Title Match
Jack In The Box v Shadow

Announcer: This next match is scheduled for one fall. It is for the North American championchip....OF THE WORRRRRRRRLD!!!

[Crowd goes wild]

Announcer: Coming to the ring at this time, the challenger. He is......SHADOOOOWW!!!!!!!

BSW: Wait. In the back JiTB, and Shadow are brawling in the back!! JiTB is hammering away on Shadow. The ref is watching on the Titantron and is in shock. JiTB just clobbered Shadow in the head. JiTB grabs Shadow, and throws him into the wall! JiTB is nailing Shadow with rights, and lefts to the face! JiTB gets him by the hair, and frags him down the ile.

JT: JiTB is dragging him down the ile. Throws him down the ile. He bounces off the apron! JiTB gets him, and throws him into the ring. JiTB follows. He gets him up, DDT! What a move! Greatly connected! JiTB gets Shadow up, and throws him into the ropes, misses a boot, Shadow turns him around, ATOMIC DROP! CLOTHESLINE! Shadow on the move. He goes to the top, SPLASH! COVER! 1...2...NO!

Nikki: Shadow wasting no time at all, gets up JiTB. HE is nailing him all the way to the ropes, throws him into the ropes, hits him with a flip superclothesline!!! WHAT A MOVE! JiTB rolls over, and is hanging off the ropes. JiTB low blows Shadow, and throws him out of the ring. He rolls out. He is punching away on Shadow! JiTB gets him, and throws him into the announcers table!! JiTB grabs the bell, DONG! RIGHT TO THE HEAD!

BSW: JiTB now, rolls in the ring, breaks the count. Rolls back out. He gets Shadow. He's on the french announcing table. Uh oh! French people, say good bye to this pay per view. The power is going out after this. JiTB tries the JACK ON THE TABLE! BLOCKED! LIGHTS OUT! THROUGH THE TABLE!! JITB WENT THROUGH THE DAMN TABLE! KNOCKING THE FRENCH ANNOUNCERS OFF THERE DAMN SEATS!!

JT: WHAT A MOVE! THEY BOTH PAY FOR IT! Now trying to break the count, Shadow is trying to roll in the ring. The ref is at 9!! Shadow grabs the ref by his legs, DRAGS HIM OUT! NAILS HIM! E4 member Shadow nailed him! He's resting on the apron. He gets JiTB, and throws him into the guard rail, he bounces off, backbody drop, ONTO THE STEEL STEPS! JiTB is holding his back! Shadow wasting no time at all, throws him into the ring.

Nikki: Shadow, on the top. SHOOTING STAR PRESS MISSED! JITB MOVED! PUTS HIS HAND ON HIM! THE REF FROM THE OUTSIDE, 1....2...NO! Close! JiTB grabs Shadow, gets him in the center. FACE BUSTER! COVER! 1....2..NO! Not yet! JiTB slowly getting up. He nails Shadow with some rights, and lefts. JiTB gets him up, and throws him into the ropes, misses a standing heel kick, Shadow hits the ropes, HEEL KICK! Shadow, runs the ropes, ELBOW DROP!

BSW: Shadow gets up JiTB, and throws him into the corner, he bounces out, BULLDOG! RIGHT ON HIS FACE! MAKE A COVER!! WHY NOT MAKE A COVER!?!!??!? Shadow gets him up, POWERBOMB! Still no pin!! Fine, suit your self. Shadow, tries a suplex, JiTB flips over, TORNADO DDT! SHADOW ROLLS OUT OF THE RING! JiTB couldn't get him. The ref counting Shadow out. JiTB goes out side, and grabs Shadow. Face first into the steel steps!

JT: JiTB grabs a chair, and throws it into the ring. He throws Shadow into the ring. JiTB going to the top, CLOTHESLINE! OFF THE TOP! KNOCKED SHADOW 10 FEET INTO THE CORNER! JiTB getting to his knees, he grabs the chair. He runs at Shadow, and swings!!! Misses!! Shadow, SUPERKICK! JITB IS OUT! SHADOW FALLS TO THE GROUND! Shadow is out, JiTB is definitely out! The ref is counting.

1........2........3.......4........5........6.........7........8.........9....

Nikki: Shadow grabs the ref....throws him into the corner! The ref is out! Shadow getting up slowly. He grabs JiTB, piledriver!!!! Pin!! NO REF! YOU IDIOT! YOU KNOCKED HIM OUT! He's pissed! Why are you pissed?!!?!? You knocked him out stupid!! He goes, and wakes him up. JiTB from behind!! ROLL UP! 1....2...NO! Shadow, pissed!!! JiTB gets him up, BRAINBUSTER!

BSW: Shadow is holding his head. JiTB gets Shadow up. Sets him up on the top rope. He looks around! THE JACK! THE JACK! THE JACK! THE JACK! HE NAILED IT!! COVER HIM!! HE FELL ON HIS KNEES! HE'S HURT?!!?? WHAT?!!?!??!?!!? NO WAY! COVER!! 1.....2.....NO! HE KICKED OUT! MY GOD! SHADOW KICKED OUT! OF THE JACK! HOW THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?!!

JT: JiTB is seriously pissed off! In the words of Eric Cartmen......so.....pissed...off.

Nikki: Shut up!

JT: Sorry. Ok, JiTB now grabs that chair, and sets it in the turnbuckle. He gets Shadow, throws him into the chair!! DENTED THE CHAIR!! WHAT THE HELL?!!??!!! WHAT THE HELL!?!!? CHAIRS FROM THE CROWD ARE SORING IN THE RING! THERE'S ABOUT 50 CHAIRS IN THERE NOW! IT'S BULDING UP! JITB IS BEING COVERED WITH CHAIRS! SO IS SHADOW! JITB GETS ON TOP OF THE HILL OF CHAIRS! HE GRABS SHADOW. THERE ON A HLL OF CHAIRS! POWERBOMB! ON THE CHAIRS! JITB GRABS A CHAIR!

Nikki: Shadow grabs a chair also, SMACK! TO THE FACE! JiTB falls back! Shadow gets JiTB, and nails him with another chair shot!!! Shadow throws him out of the ring onto our table!! No!! No don't do it! Shadow from the begining of the chairs, runs across the hill of chairs jumps over the ropes, MONKEY FLIP THROUGH THE TABLE, AND MISSED! DAMNIT! HE GOES CRASHING THROUGH THE TABLE! JITB MOVED! HE'S OUT!

BSW: JiTB grabs Shadow, and throws him over the guard rail!! JiTB jumps over the guard rail. He grabs Shadow, and piledriver on the outside!! JiTB is pulling out all the stops. JiTB fighting up the stairs with JiTB. There punching away at each other. JiTB throws Shadow into a row of seats. He grabs a crutch from a fan. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! CRACK! BROKE THAT METAL CRUTCH! MY GOD! JITB IS DOING EVERYTHING HE CAN TO WIN THIS MATCH!

JT: JiTB gets him by the hair, and throws him down the stairs, and he flips over the guard rail to the ground. Shadow, is bleeding!!! JiTB jumps over the guard rail. He grabs Shadow, and throws him into the pole! JiTB rolls Shadow into the ring. The hill of chairs. JiTB grabs a table, and throws it in the ring. JiTB sets up the table on the hill of chairs. JiTB grabs Shadow, The Jack?!? Nope! DIAMOND CUTTER! GOOD GOD! THROUGH THE TABLE! THEY BOTH SINK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PILE OF CHAIRS!

Nikki: WHERE ARE THEY!!!?!?!!???!!? I DON'T SEE MOVEMENT! What the hell!!??!!?! A HELL IN A CELL IS COMING DOWN!! NO! WHAT IS THIS?!!!?!?!?! It's a hell in a cell!! JiTB gets up from the chairs, and sees the hell in the cell!! HE'S GOING CRAZY! WHO PUT IT DOWN!?!!? JiTB looking around. The pile of chairs in the ring. JiTB looking for Shadow! He is searching through the chairs! Shadow comes up from the opposite side! He's a bloody mess!

BSW: Shadow reaches into his pocket. HE HAS A LITER! HE LIT THE CAGE ON FIRE! IT ZIPS AROUND THE CAGE AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT! THE CAGE IS ON FIRE!! JiTB TURNS AROUND WITH THE SCARE LOOK ON HIS FACE!! SHADOW IS LAUGHING! HE RUNS AT JITB, AND NAILS HIM DOWN!! Shadow looking to the sky laughing. He gets JiTB up, LIGHTS OUT! LIGHTS OUT!!

JT: SHADOW IS CLIMBING THE CAGE! IT'S ON FIRE! YOU DUMBASS! IT'S ON FIRE! HE DON'T CARE!!! HE'S ON THE CAGE! THE FLAMES ARE AROUND HIM! JiTB THROWS A CHAIR AT THE CAGE! A BIG FLAME!!!! SHADOW GOT BURNED!!! HE FELL!!! 15 FEET!!! ONTO THE CHAIRS!!!! HE'S OUT!!! MY GOODNESS! HE'S ON FIRE!! JITB IS BEATING THE FIRE OUT OF HIM WITH A CHAIR! WITH A CHAIR!

Nikki: JiTB throws Shadow out of the cage! He is climbing the cage to the top! With SHADOW!! THERE ON THE TOP OF CELL! THERE BRAWLING ON THE CAGE! JACK GORRILLA PRESS! RIGHT ON THE CAGE! Shadow gets JiTB, LIGHTS OUT! On the cage!! Cover!! THE REF IN THE RING! 1....2....NO! KICKED OUT! JiTB gets up hardly. There both bleeding! JITB LOW BLOWS HIM! THE JACK! THE JACK! THE JACK! THE JACK! THROUGH THE CAGE! IT BROKE! THE FELL THROUGH THE CAGE ONTO THE CHAIRS!! BUT SHADOW LANDS ON TOP OF JACK IN THE BOX!!! ITS A COVER!!! 1...2...3!!! NEW CHAMP NEW CHAMP NEW CHAMP!!!

BSW: JACK IN THE BOX LOST!! BUT IT WAS A GREAT MATCH INDEED! I CLAP FOR BOTH MEN!! GOOD JOB!!!

BSW- We have seen so much in this PPV....unbelievable.

JT- Words cannot describe it.

Nikki- My car has yet to be ruined!! Ha Ha Ha!

World Title Tournament Finals
Fusion v. the Raging One

Announcer: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL! The winner of this bout, will be, The NUMBER ONEEEE Contender for the World Title!!! Coming to the ring at this time. HE weighs, 290lbs, HE....IS.....FUSION!!!!!!!!!!!

["It's Electric" by Metallica roars through the arena, as  Fusion makes his way to the ring]

Announcer: Now, coming to the ring. Weighing also 290lbs, he is....The Raging ONE!!!!

["Bueck Dich" by Rammstien blasts through out the arena as Raging One does not come out. The fans waiting for the Raging One]

BSW: Where is he???!?! Fusion is in the ring.

JT: Where the hell is Raging One?!!?!?

Nikki: He better come. Wait, our cameras are in the parking lot...The Raging One just drove up to the arena! He gets out, and is into the arena! He enters the arena, he is almost at the ile. He is walking down the ile! Fusion wants him to get in the damn ring. He rolls in the ring, and grabs a mic.

The Raging One: Sorry you had to wait, I was at a meat locker. Well, now it's time for me to beat your ass Fusion.

BSW: Big boot by TRO! TRO gets Fusion hard lefts, and rights! Right to the face! TRO grabs Fusion by the hair, hard shot puts Fusion to his knees. TRO kicks him over! TRO gets Fusion up, whips him into the ropes, Fusion comes off the ropes, BIG BOOT BY TRO. TRO Hits the ropes, ellllbow drop! TRO gets up Fusion, slams him. Jumping leg drop!

JT: I tell yah, TRO is looking impressive. He gets up Fusion, ddt! TRO now motioning to the crowd, show boating ain't going to win you the match! Fusion from behind, backwards DDT! Connected greatly! Fusion gets TRO up, piledriver!! He's getting up, and grabs TRO again. Has a full set of hair, hard shots! Rights! Lefts! Punches him to the corner! He's going crazy! Stomping away! Sets him on the top. Fusion on the top with TRO. HURRACANRADA! OFF THE TOP! TRO IS OUT!

Nikki: What a great move! Fusion with a cover! 1...2..NO! NOT YET! Fusion now getting him up, fallaway slam! Fusion looking great. He grabs TRO by the hair again, hard shots. Atomic drop! TRO bounces around the ring, clothesline from Fusion! TRO is knocked out of the ring. Fusion climbing the top rope. He looks at TRO. CORQSCREW PLANCHA!!!!!!! MY GOD!! NAILED TRO!

BSW: FUSION PULLING OUT ALL THE STOPS! Fusion now, getting up slowly. Attacks like that hurt the body. Fusion gets up TRO. Whips him into the steel steps!! TRO laid out on the outside. Fusion grabs the steel steps, lifts it over his head, SLAMS IT DOWN ON TRO! Fusion laughing now. He gets up TRO throws him into the guard rail!

JT: Now Fusion throws TRO over the guard rail! Fusion hops over the guard rail. Fusion punching away at TRO. Rights, and lefts knocking TRO to the ground. Fusion grabs a chair, CHAIR SHOT! TRO is laid out! Fusion dragging him up the steps, HE SETS HIM UP FOR A POWERBOMB! NO! BLOCKED! TRO, LIFTS HIM UP, DDT! ON THE STEPS! MY GOD! MY GOD! Fusion rolls down the steps nailing the guard rail with impact! TRO, now has a cup of beer, he walks down the steps to Fusion. TRO drinks it, and spits it at Fusion!

Nikki: He's blind sided! TRO clotheslines him over the gaurd rail! TRO now jumps over the gaurd rail.TRO grabs Fusion, throws him into the opposite gaurd rail! Fusion bounces off, boot, POWERBOMB ON THE ILE! The crowd is going crazy!! Now Fusion, dragged to the top of the ile. TRO gets him up, lifts him over his head, DROPS HIM! RIGHT ON HIS HEAD!

BSW: TRO is feeling the power coming back! He's gotta take the power back! TRO gets Fusion, and throws him into the back. TRO follows him pounding him with hard shots. TRO, gets him, and throws him into a locker room. Grabsa coat hanger, TO THE HEAD! OUCH! Fusion falls to the ground. TRO is kicking at him! TRO gets him up, and throws into a table.

JT: I wonder who's locker that is.

Nikki: Uhhh..let me see...that's yours JT.

JT: WHAT?!!?! GET OUT OF MY LOCKER!!

BSW: There's a condom!! And inflatable! JT??!?!?!

JT: Uh oh....

Nikki: That's sick!!

BSW: Yes! WAIT! SUPLEX THROUGH THAT TABLE! FUSION PUT TRO THROUGH THE TABLE!

JT: Damnit!

Nikki: [Stares at JT]

JT: What!?

Nikki: Your....

JT: Sexy, I know.

*SMACK!*

Niki: NO!

BSW: TRO is out cold! Fusion getting up. He's got a chair. Uh oh! TRO slowly getting up, CHAIR SHOT! MY GOD TRO'S HEAD SNAPPED BACK! HE'S OUT! Fusion throws the chair at him. He walks out of the locker room. The camera is on TRO who is laid out on the floor, and doesn't seem to be getting up. Wait! What the hell is Fusion doing? Where is he?!!?! Damnit! Where is he?!!

JT: TRO is crawling out of the locker in pain. He gets up to his feet. He's lookin for Fusion. Wait! He's got a bat. What the hell?! Wait there's Fusion on the side! TRO doesn't see em! Look left! AW DAMN FUSION CRACKED A BROOM STICK OVER THE FACE OF TRO! MY GOODNESS! Fuison beating the hell out of TRO with that stick. He gets up TRO, hits em with a singapore cain! TRO grabs one, smacks FUSION! IT'S A DULING SINGAPORE CAINS! SMACK ON FUSION! SMACK OF TRO!! DOUBLE SMACK ON FUSION! DOUBLE SMACK ON TRO! TRO SMACKS FUSION! FUSION FALLS TO THE GROUND!

Nikki: MY GOD! FUSION, A BLOODY MESS! TRO HAS NOT SHED BLOOD THUS FAR. TRO gets up Fusion, throws him into the cement wall!! TRO throws Fusion on top of a speaker. There near the big speakers now. TRO jumps on the speaker. He jumps on another that's about 13 feet off the cement floor. Crowds of people have former around the speakers. Fusion, draggs himself onto the speaker. TRO nails him with hard shots. Fusion on his knees. TRO has him by the hair looking down, FUSION WITH A LOW BLOW! Throws him OFF THE SPEAKER! 15 FEET SMACK!!!!! SMACK DOWN ON CEMENT!!!!! MY GOD! MY GOD!!! HIS HEAD SMACKED DOWN ON CEMENT! HE IS OUT! GOOD GRACIOUS!

BSW: THIS IS INSANE! TRO IS KNOCKED OUT! Fusion lays helplessly on the speaker with his feet hanging on. Fusion rolls onto the other speaker, and to the cement. He crawls out of the arena to the parking lot. There's the car TRO drove in. A Chevy truck. Fusion jumps on the bac of it. Wait! SOMEONE'S DRIVING! THE DRIVER BACKS IT...GETS SOME SPEED, AND BACKS IT UP INTO THE ARENA STOPS QUICKLY SENDS FUSION FLYING OFF THE BACK OF THE TRUCK!!

JT: FUSION HITS THE CEMENT HARD! Who's the driver?!!?!!?!?! It's an IWO CAMERA MAN!?!?!

Camera Man: I never drove stick before.

JT: Doesn't look like you have!!

[About 3 minutes past, and Fusion, and TRO start getting up]

JT: Now some sign of movement. Fusion getting TRO by the hair, and throws him into the truck! He pushes him into the back. Wait! The truck is leaving!! It's pulling out! It backed up, and hit Fusion!!! Fusion fell back!! The truck is high tailin it out of there. It's stuck! Fusion is getting up! The truck is leaving now!!! IT's out of the arena! Fusion is running after it! THe truck turns pass a car, Fusion hops over the car, makes a jump before the truck gets on the high way.....HE MADE IT!!! HE'S HANGING OFF THE TRUCK!!! FUSION IS DANGILING OFF THE TRUCK!!! TRO IS IN THE BACK LAID OUT!! THERE ON THE HIGH WAY! THE TRUCK IS GOING LEFT, AND RIGHT!!!

Nikki: TRO IS GETTING UP!! HE NAILS FUSION WITH HARD SHOTS! FUSION HANGS ON! THE TRUCK MAKES A QUICK TURN FUSION FELL OFF!!!!!! MY GOD HE FELL OFF!!!!!!!!! WAIT!!!! HE FELL ONTO THE HOOD OF ANOTHER CAR!! OH MY GOD THIS IS CRAZY!!!!!!!!! FUSION TELLING THE DRIVER TO GET NEXT TO THE TRUCK! THE DRIVER DOES SO, FUSION JUMPS, CLOTHESLINES TRO!!!! MY GOODNESS!!! WHAT THE HELL HAS THIS TURNED INTO?!?!?!!?!!?!?

BSW: There brawling in the back of the truck!! Rights, and lefts! Fusion pounding the hell out of TRO. He's nailing him! Fusion with a pedigree!! THAT IS THE FIRST TIME I SEEN A PEDIGREE IN A TRUCK!

JT: Not me...

*SMACK!*

JT: What was that for!?!!?

Nikki: I don't know, felt like doing it, I feel better now.

JT: Errrr!!

Nikki: Fusion kicks the window of the driver, telling him to make a left. Fusion kicking away at TRO. Fusion, and TRO both are bleeding like hell. TRO with a poke to the eyes! Throws him on the top of the truck right below is the camera man!!!! TRO, and Fusion could fall off! PILEDRIVER!! FUSION IS ON THE HOOD! HE'S GOING TO FALL OFF!!! MY GOD!!! TRO NAILS HIM! FUSION FALLS!!!! DAMNIT!!!! HE FELL ONTO THE TRUNK OF ANOTHER CAR! TRO IS POSING ON THE FRONT OF THE TRUCKS HOOD! HE JUMPS, AND NAILS FUSION!! GEEZ!! THE CAR TAKES A RIGHT, AND LEFT! WHAT THE HELL?!!?!?

BSW: THE CAR IS DRIVING RIGHT INTO A BUILDING! HE'S NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO THE ROAD! FUSION KICKS THE GLASS TELLING TO LOOK IN FRONT OF HIM!!!! HE MADE A QUICK TURN!!! FUSION, AND TRO GO FLYING INTO A DUMPSTER!!!!!! GOOD GOD!!!! GOOD GOD!!!! THIS IS INSANE!!!!! ABSURD!!!! THERE IN THE DUMPSTER!!

JT: HEY! THE CAR HAS CRASHED! What's going to happen?!!! How will they get back!?!?!!?!?!?!!?!?!!?!?!?!?! Fusion, and The Raging One are in the dumpster!!! I see movement in that dumpster!! THE DUMPSTER FELL!! MY GOD! LOOK AT ALL THAT TRASH! FUSION, AND TRO ROLL OUT OF THE DUMPSTER. BLEEDING, AND ALL KINDS OF TRASH ON THEM!

Nikki: Fusion getting up, how the hell is he, I don't know. TRO is getting up as well. Fusion grabs a crate. TRO turns around...WHACK! Knocked him to the ground! Fusion, getting TRO up. He throws him into the car! The crashed car! He gets on the car with TRO. He is punching away at him! Gets him up, he tries Extinction Level Event, TRO blocks it, Pygmies PainStick!!!! On the car!!! MY lord!! Fusion is out cold!!!

BSW: TRO grabs Fusion, throws him off the car. TRO throws Fusion off the car. He goes over to the driver.

TRO: Yo! Wake up! Hey! I think he's dead!

JT: Fusion runs up behind him, SHOT TO THE HEAD! TRO flips over the door. Fusion gets him up, powerbomb!! He powerbombed him off the wall!! Fusion is beating the hell out of him! How will they get back to the arena?!?!?! No car, no ride. We better drive a ref out there. Or else this thing wont end!

Nikki: Wait! A truck has droven into this alley. It's that truck they fought. It has droven into this place! Fusion throws TRO into the truck. Fusion jumps in, and they start brawling! The car takes off!! Wait! What happened?!!!? Are camera man got knocked out!!

[The camera goes out]

[It is shown on Nikki, JT, and BSW]

BSW: What the hell happened?!!? How long will we have to wait?!!?!!? Why did it go out?!!

[10 minutes past, and a truck is seen in the parking lot]

BSW: Fusion is BLOODY MESS! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!!?!??!? WHAT HAPPENED?!!? HE CAN BARLEY STAND!!!

The Raging One: Your ass got run over!! Hahahahaha!!

JT: WHAT?!!?!!?!?! TRO gets Fusion, and throws him off the car!! There brawling back into the arena! Rights, and lefts from Fusion. They are in the arena again! There in the ile!! Fusion is thrown down the ile! TRO grabs a chair, and walks down the ile. He throws it in the ring, and tosses Fusion in the ring. TRO gets on the apron, and climbs the top. SPLASH! WHAT A SPLASH! 1....2....NO! NO! STILL! NO!

Nikki: TRO rolls out of the ring. He looks under the ring, and grabs a stick of barbed wire! He rolls back into the ring. He gets up Fusion, he's barley standing. BARBED WIRE BAT SHOT! WHACKED HIM! FUSION FALLS DOWN INSTANTLY! TRO now wrapping the ropes with barbed wire!! It's going to be a barbed wire match! TRO gets Fusion up, throws him into the barbed wire!!!! MY GOD!! HIS BACK!!!!!

BSW: TRO GETS FUSION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING, STUNNER!!! COVER!!!! 1.....2....NO!! Fusion dragged up by his hair, NAILS A LOW BLOW! Fusion dangels back, and hits the barbed wire!! He just collapsed. He can barley stand on his own too feet. Fusion grabs hold of that barbed....well bat now, the barbed wire is around the ropes. He grabs the bat, TRO runs at Fusion, misses a clothesline, turns around, BAT SHOT! TO THE HEAD! THAT HAD TO BREAK HIS SKULL!!!

JT: TRO is GETTING UP!! WHAT?!!!?!?! Fusion turns around, TRO tries a low blow, Fusion blocks it, TIGER BOMB!!!! COVER!! 1....2...NO NO NO!!!! Fusion whips TRO into the barbed wire!! He bounces off! Extinction Level Event!!!!!!! NAILED IT!!!! Fusion rolls out of the ring!! He grabs a table, throws it in the ring. Fusion rolls in the ring. He gets in the ring.

Nikki: Fusion grabs TRO by the hair, picks him up! Extinction Level Event! No reverse! Spine buster from TRO THROUGH THE TABLE!!!! MY GOD!

[5 minutes go by]

BSW: Now TRO gets Fusion, and puts him on the top turnbuckle. He's lookin for a powerbomb!No, Fusion blocks it, Extinction Level Event!!!!!! OFF THE TOP!!! THAT SHOULD BE ALL!!!! FUSION ROLLS OVER!!! COVER!!!!!!!! 1.........2........3!!!!!! RING THE FREAKIN BELL THIS ONE IS OVER!!!!!

JT: WHAT A MATCH!

BSW- Alright folks, I've been told I need to fill out a police report for my damaged car...so Greg Parker is going to fill in for me here! Welcome Greg!

Greg Parker (GP)- Thanks BSW, we won't keep you. Well just when you thought it was safe to get close to the ring we come to the match between Zombie and The Vietnam Veteran. The winner faces Fusion in the World Title Main Event Match Lets take a look.

(Video Clip)
Voiceover: Zombie, former IWO heavyweight champion. A man who wants to reach the summit yet again. The Vietnam Veteran, getting his first opprotunity to be called champion. The past month has filled with trials and tribulations for both. Soon after Broken Hearts, Broken Dreams it was announced that they would meet at Desperate Measures to determine who would get a title shot at Blood Showers. From that point on all hell broke loose. Both men attacked each other without mercy......and that was in the weeks leading up to their match!!!  For the match itself it was everything it had been billed to be. Under "I Quit" Rules they fought each other all through the arena, outside the arena, miles down the road they fought to a house under construction and then eventually made their way back to the arena. Then in a match full of the unexpected came the most unexpected result of all....

GP- BOWLING BALL BY ZOMBIE ON VETERAN!!!! PURPLE HEART BY VETERAN ON ZOMBIE!!! NOW WE WILL SEE WHICH FINISHER IS THE MOST EFFECTIVE!!!!! BOTH MEN STILL CINCHING IT IN BUT WE HAVE NO REFEREE RIGHT NOW!!!! REFEREE KEVIN PEARSON IS NOT IN THE BUILDING FROM WHAT WE'RE TOLD!!!!!

Nikki- Zombie let go of the Bowling Ball!!!! He's becoming unconcious!!!!! Veteran's still has The Purple Heart on and Zombie is unconcious!!!!

JT-But you can't get Zombie to say I quit when he's unconcious!!!

GP-Now we have another referee coming to the ring. Who is this? I have never seen this referee before. He isn't a wrestler in the federation of that I know for a fact but I've never seen him before.

Veteran: (at the top of his lungs) Say it!! Say it you son of a bitch!!!! Say it!!!!

GP-Veteran has totally lost it. He doesn't even seem to realize that Zombie is unconcious. I don't think he cares either.

Veteran: Say it!!! Say I quit you bastard. Say I quit

GP- The referee is calling for the bell!! What is this?

JT-NO!!!! That's impossilble. How can Zombie say I quit when he's out? That is the only way this match can end is by him saying I quit!

GP-Maybe the ref decided that since Zombie couldn't defend himself he'd award the match to the Veteran. The ref is going over to the ring announcer and explain things

Ring Announcer: The winner of this match is......ZOMBIE!!!!!!

GP-WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?

JT-Yes he did it! He got the Veteran to say I quit!

GP-The ref turns around and LOOK AT VETERAN'S FACE!!!! HE IS LIVID!!!! VETEARN WAS ROBBED! HE WAS SCREWED OUT OF A WIN TONIGHT

Veteran: YOU!!!!! I'll kill you again!!!!!

Voiceover: It appeared that Zombie was suppose to go on to face Titan for the title. Then things even got murkier. Because of the "dubious" nature of Zombies victory it had been decided to give the title shot to The Vietnam Veteran. Both men were shocked by the decision. Veteran was understandably excited, Zombie felt like he had been robbed. The ink had not even dried on the contract when Titan had been fired from the IWO. Now The Veteran's fate hung in limbo as a decision was reached. A tournament  was decided upon and because of the outcome of  the Zombie-Veteran match it was decided that both men deserved a chance to settle the issue once and for all. Also because of their current status as dual #1 contenders they were given a bye all the way to the semi-finals. Then the attacks continued. Zombie attacked not only the Veteran but his wife, Veteran got a measure of revenge with his version of a fashion show that left Zombie more than a little red faced. Then came the unexpected as The Vietnam Veteran lost by submission to Billy Larson. Zombie comes into the match riding a winning streak including winning the tag team belts. Veteran demoralized by the loss has been speaking with quite a different tone. Will Zombie add singles gold to his tag or will The Veteran get his revenge from his humiliation and go on to win the title?)

GP: It has been a roller coaster month for both men. The two are so evenly match as we saw last month at Desperate Measures. Its hard to pick a winner.

JT: What drugs are you on GP? Who has gold around his waist right now? Its Zombie! Who is coming here after a loss? Veteran! Its a clear cut case and Zombie is going for the title.

Angel: I disagree! Yes Veteran lost and now its made him hungry again! Zombie for all his talent already has a title and just won't be as hungry. Besides Zombie also has another match!

GP: Get your refreshments now folk because you don't want to miss the action here!

Ring Announcer: The following contest is the semi final match for the IWO Heavyweight Title Introducing first ("Du Hast" by Rammstien begins to play.) He is the leader of the NWF, he is a former IWO World Champion, he stands 6'11" and weighs in at 350 pounds... Here is ZOMBIE!!!

GP-Listen to the boo's. Without question the fans hates Zombie's guts!

Nikki-Can you blame him? Zombie is scum! I mean he was part of that attack that shaved Veteran and Katie spear bald! Granted the hair has grown back on both but nobody has forgotten it!

Nikki-He's over confident.

JT-That isn't overconfidence that is simply reality.

GP-Well get ready! The roof is about to come off!

Ring Announcer: And his opponent, standing 6 foot 6, 275 pounds, from Surprise Arizona The Vietnam Veteran (The Ultimate Warriors original WWF music starts to play as The Vietnam Veteran sprints to the ring)

GP: The Veteran charges into the ring and Zombie meets him with a boot to the head, and another. Veteran getting up to a chop by Zombie. Neither man wanting to wait for the bell. Zombie throws Veteran into the ropes and Veteran drops him with a shoulder block. Off the ropes Veteran drives another shoulder dropping Zombie. Again off the ropes and Zombie knees Veteran in the gut but Veteran gets right back up only to fall to a clothesline. Zombie tries to drop the knee but Veteran moves out of the way but Zombie gets up quick. This match very fast paced so far which should favor Zombie because of his youth. Veteran picks up Zombie and a body slam but Zombie again gets back up quickly. Zombie picks up Veteran for a body slam and Veteran gets up! This is incredible. Both men to the ropes DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE! THEY GOT EACH OTHER AND BOTH MEN SNAP UP AND GLARE AT EACH OTHER! Zombie with a right hand and Veteran responds. Veteran with a right and Zombie responds. They are exchanging blows but neither will go down! They lock up and Zombie with a hammerlock, Veteran reverses it and Zombie with a reverse of his own! Veteran trying to work his way out of it but Zombie has control. Now Veteran reverses the hammerlock AND PICKS ZOMBIE UP IN THE HAIR WITH THE HAMMERLOCK! VETERAN HAS JUST LIFTED ZOMBIE IN THE AIR WITH THE HAMMERLOCK STILL ON! ZOMBIE IS BEING HELD UP BY THE HAMMERLOCK WHICH IS CAUSING IMMEASUREABLE PAIN IN THE SHOULDER AREA!!!! I HAVEN'T SEEN THIS MOVE SINCE GEORGE "THE ANIMAL" STEELE USED IT!!!!

JT: Well Veteran would know about that move then. But look he couldn't keep the hold going like The Animal use to! He just didn't have the strength!

Angel: But the fall Zombie took wound up on his shoulder too. The same shoulder Veteran held the superhammerlock on!

GP: Veteran pulls Zombie up and now another hammerlock. Veteran grabs Zombie by the neck in a reverse headlock and REVERSE DDT BY VETERAN! HE GOES FOR THE COVER WE'VE GOT 1...2. AND ZOMBIE KICKS OUT! This is a different Veteran than we normally see.

JT: True. Normally he comes in swinging his arms like a gorilla. Now he's actually using those opposable thumbs he's got.

GP:Veteran stomping away on Zombie! Zombie gets to the ropes and the referee tells Veteran to back off. Veteran isn't backing off. The ref putting the count of Veteran and he finally relents at the 4 count! Veteran almost got himself DQ'ed! Senior IWO official Craig Zablocki warning Veteran but Veteran just works his way around the official only to be met with a right hand in the gut. Zombie takes Veteran over to the corner and rams his head into the turnbuckle, and again

JT: 3-4-5-6-7-8-9........THERE'S THE PERFECT 10!

GP: Zombie rubbing the face of Veteran into the length of the top rope giving him a burning sensation. Veteran's vision is blurred and Zombie picks him up. Running Powerslam by Zombie and Zombie with a cover 1...2..and Veteran kicks out! Zombie throws Veteran out of the ring! The action starting to pick up here! Zombie follows Veteran out! Zombie throws Veteran into the steel post! Now to the steel steps! Veteran dazed and Zombie puts Veteran head first into our announcer and now he grabs Angel's headset!

(Angel looks angry and says something that isn't picked up by any of the mic's)

Zombie: Shut your hole bitch or I'll slap you till your butch! Look at this piece of crap right here! The fact that I (slams Veteran's head again into the annoucners table) that I have to even be in the ring with this reject from the VFW shows you just how desperate the IWO is to keep me from the title. Now when I (punches Veteran to the side of the head) take care of George Washington Sr. I will move on to claim the title and there is no man who can stop me! (takes off the headset and throws it at Angel who flips him the bird. Zombie punches Angel who is knocked out)

JT: I love it! She finally got what she deserved!

GP: Angel is knocked out! Zombie enters the ring just long enough to break the count and is back to the outside. Zombie throws Veteran into the other steel post and Veteran has just been busted open. Par for the course with the man from Arizona. Belly to back suplex by Zombie and now he throws Veteran back into the ring! We've got a cover 1...2...not quite yet! That was close

JT: Another move or two Zombie will be in the winners circle and moving to the finals! This is simply a warmup match for him

GP: Zombie picks up Veteran and a verticle suplex. Another cover 1...2... and Veteran is out! Zombie keeping the momentum going as he throws Veteran into the ropes. Veteran reverses the hold and Zombie goes into the ropes. Off the ropes and POLISH HAMMER BY VETERAN!!! THAT'S IVAN PUTSKI'S OLD MOVE!!!! HE'S GOING FOR THE COVER 1...2...TH-NO!!!! VETERAN MOVES TO THE TURNBUCKLE AND GOES UP TO THE 2ND TURNBUCKLE!

JT: I don't believe this. Veteran actually got his old ass off the ground!

GP: Veteran measuring Zombie! Double stomp to the stomach by Veteran. I think I'm beginning to understand what Veteran meant a few days ago when he said he'll use the past for his future. He is taking some of the moves of the past and mixing them in with his regular moves to try and win. The lastest was a prime move of Bruno Sammartino!

JT: But those old holds aren't keeping Zombie down are they! There is a reason why these holds aren't used anymore.

Angel: (Groggy) Give him a little time. Veteran can put him away!

JT: You better keep your mouth shut or I'll get my good friend Zombie to knock you down again!

GP: Veteran picks up Zombie and tries a sleeper hold! Sleeper hold by Veteran but Zombie counters by lifting his leg backwards to kick Veteran in the groin! Zombie picks Veteran up and shoulder breaker to Veteran. Zombie with a powerbomb and he goes for the cover 1...2...no! Veteran kicks out! Zombie doesn't give Veteran a chance to rest. He throws Veteran into the ropes. Veteran ducks under the clothesline, off the far ropes both men hit head to head and they fall down. Both men are not moving!

Angel: This is the first time in the match that there has been no action! They've gone non-stop for about 15 minutes!

GP: Referee Craig Zablocki is putting the count on both men. Zombie makes his way over to Veteran and flops down on him. 1...2...thr-no! Veteran barely gets the shoulder up! Zombie pulling Veteran up. Another suplex perhaps? NO! ZOMBIE EXECUTES A BRAINBUSTER ON VETERAN! VETERAN IS OUT AND ZOMBIE GOES FOR THE COVER 1...2...NO NO NO NO!!! VETERAN IS STILL IN THIS AND ZOMBIE IS GETTING FRUSTRATED!!!! Zombie grabs Veteran! NO! Veteran grabs Zombie! Veteran has Zombie in the claw! Claw to the head by Veteran! Veteran getting up and holding the claw hold made famous by the Von Erich family and started by Waldo Von Erich! Zombie trying to break the hold! That claw hold is a variant of his Purple Heart except its done to the head instead of the heart! Zombie is weakening! Veteran with a tornado punch. Not as effective as when Kerry Von Erich did it but Zombie is out! Veteran with a cover 1...2...Zombie has his foot on the rope and Zablocki saw it!

JT: Good thing for him. Zombie deserves to win this match!

GP: Veteran turns Zombie around and stomps on his back! Veteran pulls Zombie up a little and executes The Iron Shiek's Camel Clutch. This is a submission hold as well.

Angel: Why isn't Veteran going for HIS submission hold?

JT: Because Zombie will never submit to anything! He is too tough.

GP: Veteran lets go of the hold and drops on Zombie's back again! That back is taking a lot of punishment! Veteran tries again but Zombie turns over and knees Veteran! That hurt him. Zombie with an axehandle to the back of Veteran's neck! Zombie with a short arm clothesline! Now Veteran's being pummeled! Zombie chokeing Veteran! Ref is up to 4 and he breaks but he goes back to choking. Zombie keeps choking Veteran but breaks at the count of 4! Referee Craig Zablocki now physically pulling Zombie off and reading him the riot act! Katie now coming down to ringside along with Dr. Marla Roberts!!!! They've been keeping a low profile for the last few months but now at this point they've decided to come down. Zombie sees them and he picks Veteran up and tells them that this is for Katie. ZOMBIE WITH A PILEDRIVER ON VETERAN!!!! HE PICKS VETERAN UP AGAIN AND SAYS THAT THIS IS FOR THE DOCTOR AND HE PILEDRIVES HIM AGAIN!!! ONE MORE TIME HE PICKS VETERAN UP AND SAYS THAT THIS IS FOR HIM AND A THIRD PILEDRIVER!!!!

JT: That is what's known as a trifecta!

GP: Zombie goes for a cover! That's 1...2...AND VETERAN KICKS OUT!!!! I DON'T BELIEVE THIS AND NEITHER DOES ZOMBIE!!!! ZOMBIE PICKS HIM UP AND VETERAN WITH A GUT SHOT!!! ANOTHER ONE!!!! VETERAN HAS ZOMBIE IN A FACELOCK AND BRINGS IT UP. VETERAN AND ZOMBIE ARE NOW BACK TO BACK AND RUDE AWAKENING BY ZOMBIE!! ZOMBIE JUST USED RICK RUDE'S SIGNATURE MOVE!! HE COVERS THE VIETNAM VETERAN!! 1......2......3!!!!

(DING DING DING DING DING)

RING ANNOUNCER: HERE IS YOUR WINNER......ZOMBIE!!!

JT- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Nikki- I can't believe it!!

GP- The Veteran gave his all, but in the end Zombie just proved he had that little extra left. So it comes down to Zombie versus Fusion for the IWO World Heavyweight Title.

BSW- I'm back...what did I miss?

JT- Only one of the greatest IWO matches ever.

BSW- Oh f*ck!

JT- Scott watch your mouth!

GP- Hahaha....Alright, I'm going to go back to my spot in the stands and enjoy this show!

Nikki- Thanks for helping out Greg!

BSW- For those of you watching at home, I am happy to tell you that it is time for our main event!

IWO World Heavyweight Title Match
Zombie vs. Fusion

JT- Wooo!

Nikki- This match is going to be great, Fusion versus Zombie for the IWO World Heavyweight Championship.

(A Ring Announcer steps inside the ring, the crowd is going nuts)

Ring Announcer- Ladies and Gentlemen, it is time for our final match of the evening. It is time for the main event!

(The crowd goes nuts)

Ring Announcer- It is for the IWO World Heavyweight Championship Title! Introducing first...

("It's Electric" by MetallicA begins to play and the crowd goes nuts)

Ring Announcer- Standing at 6 feet, 7 inches tall, and weighing in at 290 pounds. The master of the Extinction Level Event. He is the winner of the World Title Tournament, and one of the IWO's best. He is...Fusion!

(Fusion walks out and the crowd goes more nuts, he walks down to the ring, and he gets inside)

Ring Announcer- And now, his opponent....

(The crowd already starts booing. "Thunder Kiss '65" by White Zombie plays and they boo even more)

Ring Announcer- Standing at 6 feet, 11 inches tall and weighing in at 350 pounds. The master of the Tazmission and the Zombieplex. He is the official number one contendor for the IWO World Title, since he beat Vietnam Veteran tonight. One of the legends of prowrestling, he is...Zombie!

(Zombie walks out and the crowd gives the most heel heat they have ever given)

BSW- Zombie is just loving it that the people here absolutely have pure hatred for him. I wouldn't be surprised if Zombie gets shot by one of the fans.

JT- No way, they wouldn't dare mess with Zombie, and even if they did Atlas, Jason Nash, 69 Kid, and my good ol' buddy Inferno would take them down.

(A referee gets in the ring and he holds up the IWO World Heavyweight belt and he hands it to the timekeeper, the bell then rings)

BSW- Zombie is in early control! He drives his elbow into Fusion's face and Fusion grabs his nose in pain. Zombie scoops up Fusion and drives him hard into the mat. The crowd is really giving Zombie some heat. Zombie is just loving it and he is stomping away on Fusion. Zombie holds his elbow in the air and the crowd boos. Zombie drops down and drives his elbow right into the upper chest area of Fusion! That has got to hurt! Zombie climbs up to the top rope! Zombie jumps down, BIG SPLASH! THAT IS 350 POUNDS OF PURE ZOMBIE THAT JUST HIT FUSION! HOLY CRAP! Fusion has to be really hurting after that! Zombie pulls Fusion up by his head and he throws him straight into the turnbuckle. The crowd is really giving Zombie some heat. Zombie looks out from the crowd. Fusion is up on the top turnbuckle! MISSILE DROPKICK! Zombie is down! Fusion rolls Zombie up for the pin, 1..2..no! Zombie bounces up quick, and he looks furious! Fusion delivers a knife-edged chop on Zombie, but Zombie doesn't even flinch. Fusion goes for another chop, yet it still has no effect on Zombie. Fusion does another chop but Zombie catches his arm and he flips Fusion down to the ground hard! Zombie slaps on an armbar lock and Fusion is screaming in pain! A good manuever by Zombie!

JT- All of Zombie's moves are good manuevers.

Nikki- Shut up JT, for God sake's.

BSW- Fusion is really feeling the pain of this move. Look at that expression on his face, he looks like someone is hamering nails into his arm. Zombie releases and he stomps on the arm he had the armbar on. Zombie grabs Fusion by his neck and delivers a snapmare takeover. The crowd just plain hates Zombie. Fans are throwing piece of trash after piece of trash in the ring. HAHAHAHA! A FAN JUST HIT ZOMBIE WITH AN EGG! ZOMBIE IS FURIOUS! But he still keeps beating on Fusion, because he knows what'll kill the fans the best, by becoming the new champion. Zombie grabs Fusion's head and starts to twist his neck around in a major headlock. He is totally wearing Fusion down. Fusion is looking really fatigued. The crowd is chanting Fusion's name and it is starting to pump him up. He is sitting down with the headlock on him right now. Fusion has made it on his knees now! The crowd is really chanting Fusion on! Fusion is standing! He elbows Zombie in the gut now and Zombie has no choice but to release the headlock! Fusion kicks Zombie in the gut and he gives him a facebuster! What a manuever by Fusion! He is getting cheered like Hell! Fusion goes up top! FLYING ELBOW DROP ONTO ZOMBIE! FUSION HAS TAKEN CONTROL TOTALLY! Fusion wraps his legs around Zombie's neck and starts to twist his neck around.

JT- NO! NO! NO! FUSION! YOU SUCK! COME ON ZOMBIE! BEAT HIS (bleep)!

Nikki- Shut up JT! Fusion is going to win this.

BSW- Zombie is screaming in pain! Fusion releases the lock and he pulls Zombie up to his feet. He throws Zombie to his feet and Zombie returns, Fusion bends over and he goes for a back body drop. Zombie is just too heavy for Fusion! He can not lift him up! Zombie laughs and grabs Fusion and puts his head between his legs and Zombie calls for the powerbomb! WAIT! FUSION WITH THE BACKBODY DROP! THAT IS JUST RAW STRENGTH THERE! HOLY (bleep)! THE CROWD IS GOING ABSOLUTELY NUTS! Fusion sets up Zombie for the Extinction Level Event(corkscrew piledriver)! HE CONNECTS! WE ARE GONNA HAVE A NEW CHAMP! FUSION COVERS, 1..2..NO! NO! NO! ZOMBIE KICKED OUT OF EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT! HE CAN NOT DO THAT! THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE! THE CROWD IS BOOING LIKE HELL! FUSION IS AMAZED! HE PICKS UP ZOMBIE! ANOTHER EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT! NO WAY HE CAN KICK OUT! ZOMBIE IS DOWN! 1..2..THRA!

(A clip of "Ode" by Creed plays and the ref stops the count and looks back at the ramp. Nothing happens. The crowd doesn't know what's going on. Fusion leans over the ropes to see if anyone is coming, still nothing)

BSW- THAT WAS TITAN'S THEME MUSIC! FUSION HAD IT WON BUT THE MORONIC REFEREE STOPPED THE COUNT!

JT- THANK GOD!

Nikki- God damn it!

BSW- ZOMBIE IS TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THIS! HE ROLLS UP FUSION, 1..2..NO! FUSION KICKS OUT! THIS MATCH IS TOPSY TURVY! There is no way, this match can go much longer, without one of the participants becoming seriously hurt! Zombie is angered that attempt to win the match didn't work so he starts stomping away on Fusion. Zombie pulls Fusion up and he has him in the setup position for the Zombieplex! HE CONNECTS! ZOMBIEPLEX(Fisherman's Suplex)! HE HAS THE PIN LOCKED UP! THE REF SLIDES DOWN FOR THE COVER! 1..2..THRA

(A clip from "Ode" by Creed plays and the ref again stops the count and looks to the back)

JT- NO NO NO!!

Nikki- YES! YES! YES!

JT- Stop advertising that Herbal Essence shampoo Nikki.

BSW- THAT IS TITAN'S MUSIC AGAIN THAT HAS INTERRUPTED THE COUNT! ZOMBIE STILL HAS FUSION IN THAT PIN! THE REF STARTS TO COUNT AGAIN, 1..2..NO! KICK OUT BY FUSION! ZOMBIE JUST GOT SCREWED TOO, AND HE KNOWS HOW FUSION MUST OF FELT! Zombie grabs the referee by the neck and chokeslams him. The crowd is cheering just because an IWO Referee got chokeslammed! Our fans are the best, heh heh. Zombie is now stomping on the referee and Fusion comes up from behind and grabs Zombie. A DEATHDROP! Zombie is down! Fusion pulls him up! EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT BY FUSION! FUSION COVERS! Fusion does the pin himself, 1..2..3! 1..2..3! 1..2..3! THE REF ISN'T COUNTING IT AND FUSION HAS PINNED ZOMBIE 3 TIMES! THIS IS SCREWJOB MATCH OF THE CENTURY! FIRE THAT REFEREE! The ref is now awake, but Zombie is already out of the pin. Fusion is punching Zombie over and over. Zombie is pushed back a tad with each punch. He is now cornered in the turnbuckles and Fusion backs up. He charges at him, Stinger Splash! Fusion gets up on the turnbuckles and starts punching Zombie, the crowd chants with each punch, 1..2..3..4...5..6..7..8..9..Fusion holds his arms in the air and gives one last punch..10! Fusion kicks Zombie in the stomach and delivers a DDT!

JT- Damn it Zombie! Take your match back!

Nikki- See, JT. I told you Fusion would win this match.

BSW- Nikki, this match isn't over yet, and Zombie is the heavy favorite in this match. Fusion covers Zombie after the DDT, 1..2..kick out by Zombie.

(Another clip from "Ode" by Creed begins to play, the crowd is still in total confusion about what's going on)

BSW- Why are clips of Titan's music playing? This is totally not making any sense to anyone here tonight. Fusion again makes the mistake of looking to the back and Zombie takes advantage. He delivers a double axehandle smash into Fusion's back. Zombie grabs Fusion's head and delivers a big time bulldog! Excellent move by Zombie, and that definitely has given him the control of this match back. Zombie knows he can win this match easily, and he is utilizing that. He picks up Fusion and delivers a snap suplex on him! What power he used on it though! The thud Fusion made when he hit the canvas was gigantic! I thought he broke in half when he hit for God's sakes! Zombie drives an elbow into Fusion! Zombie grabs Fusion and he slaps on the Tazmission! ZOMBIE HAS THE TAZMISSION ON FUSION! THIS HAS GOT TO BE IT! No one can get out of that move. Fusion is going to have to give up, he can not make it through this. Fusion is in a lot of pain! Look at the poor guy! Fusion is almost in tears because the pain is so great! Even if you are as tough as Fusion you can not help but he in complete and utter pain when Zombie has that Tazmission on you! Fusion is using all the fight left in him not to give up, and I take my hat off to him for that. Come on Fusion, you can make this.

(The crowd is chanting "Fusion". They are really giving Zombie a lot of heat as well. A clip from "Ode" by Creed begins to play and the crowd goes silent and they look to the back, still nothing. Zombie lets go of the Tazmission)

JT- NO! ZOMBIE WHAT THE HELL?! WHY DID HE DO THAT?! HE HAD THIS MATCH WON AND HE JUST GAVE IT UP!

(Nikki wipes sweat off her forehead)

JT- Save that sweat for later baby.

Nikki- Oh shut up you hornball.

BSW- Apparently Zombie is saying something to one of the IWO officials down here at ringside. Oh they toss him a microphone! Maybe he has something to say!

Zombie- Whoever back there is trying to scare me by playing Titan's music, I am going to find you and destroy you. Stop trying to scare me because it is not working. I am not scared of Titan, and I am not scared of the prankster back there playing the music. Just stop with the clips.

(A clip from "Ode" by Creed plays)

Zombie- God damn it, I'll give you one last warning.

(A clip from "Ode" by Creed plays, Zombie smiles to the back)

Zombie- Oh you think your a funnyman do you? Well no one here is laughing, so just stop it.

(Another clip from "Ode" by Creed plays, Zombie is starting to look pissed)

BSW- Fusion has sneaked outside of the ring and he has grabbed a steel folding chair. He slides back in the ring with a chair, he walks up behind Zombie.

Fusion- Heh heh.

BSW- Zombie has a look of pure fear on his face, he turns around and bam! Steel chair shot straight into Zombie's head! Zombie is cracked open and Fusion is laughing. Fusion starts pounding on Zombie with the steel chair and the crowd is going nuts about it. Fusion unfolds the chair and stands it up in the center of the ring. He grabs Zombie, EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT INTO THE STEEL CHAIR! FUSION COVERS, THE REF COUNTS, 1..2..NO! ZOMBIE KICKS OUT! THAT IS AMAZING! HOW COULD ZOMBIE KICK OUT OF THAT?! ZOMBIE IS UNBELIEVABLE! I take my hat off to Zombie just for kicking out of that move. Hardly any other wrestler in the IWO would be able to survive that!

(A clip from "Ode" by Creed plays)

BSW- GOD DAMN THAT MUSIC! IT'S STARTING TO GET ANNOYING! WHOEVER IS BACK THERE BETTER GET FIRED IMMEDIATELY! Zombie's head is cracked open pretty badly, but he is still fighting. Mick Foley, my ass, Zombie's the guy who takes a lickin' but keeps on kickin. Fusion is arguing with the referee about the count. I guess Fusion thinks it was a slow count or something. The referee isn't too happy with Fusion arguing about the count. I guess the ref takes pride in his job, there's an IWO first! Zombie pushes Fusion from behind and Fusion rams into the ref! The ref is knocked out cold again! You can not have a wrestling pay-per-view main event without the ref being knocked out at least 75 times!

JT- It's a wrestling cliche. We've got to go with it, or it's just not wrestling anymore.

Nikki- Another wrestling cliche is to have at least one stupid, ignorant, horny announcer.

JT- Yep, and we find that in Nikki.

BSW- Fusion is trying to wake the ref up and apologize and Zombie pulls Fusion's head back and pushes his body hard into the mat. Zombie laughs at the fallen Fusion. Fusion is on his hands and knees trying to get the strength to push himself to his feet. Zombie lifts his foot and slams it down on Fusion's back and Fusion falls back to the ground. Zombie pulls Fusion's head up and wraps him into a headlock. Fusion is already fatigued big time since Zombie has been pounding on him senseless. Fusion's neck and head are being twisted into positions God never intended! Fusion is trying to elbow Zombie but he is just too fatigued and he barely makes contact with Zombie. Zombie laughs at Fusion's weak attempth and turns the headlock into a giant bulldog! Zombie has taken a liking to that move! The crowd is giving some major heat to Zombie! WHAT IS THAT?! AN UNOPENED POP CAN NAILS ZOMBIE IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD! ZOMBIE PLAYING WITH THE CROWD'S HEADS HAS BACKFIRED BIG TIME! ZOMBIE IS CRACKED OPEN IN THE BACK OF HIS HEAD NOW! ZOMBIE AND FUSION ARE BOTH OUT COLD! AND SO IS THE REFEREE HAHAHAHA!

("Ode" by Creed begins to play, the whole song)

BSW- Now the whole song is playing, just not clips! Why is Titan's music playing all the time?!

JT- Either something is going on, something big or....

Nikki- Some drunkard is working the control panel backstage.

BSW- Zombie is starting to move. I think Fusion is conscious but just not strong enough to move. And the ref is also moving. Zombie is up to his feet and so is the ref. Zombie grabs the referee and gives him a Zombieplex. I don't think Zombie wants anyone to be around to try to keep the rules in tact. "Ode" by Creed is still playing through out the arena! Zombie isn't too happy about that. Zombie rolls Fusion outside of the ring. He slumps Fusion over his shoulder and slams him onto a ring announcer table. The table isn't broken though. Zombie climbs up on the apron and then up on a turnbuckle. He jumps down and big splashes Fusion through the table! Utterly amazing! Fusion has got to be destroyed! Both of these men have taken a lot of punishment, I cannot believe we don't have a new world champion yet! Zombie grabs the steel ring steps and lifts it over his head and slams them down onto Fusion! Oh no! That has got to be one of the most painful things that can happen to you! Zombie pulls Fusion to his feet and he throws him at some of the remaining ring steps! Fusion is just slumped over unconscious on some ring steps now! Zombie picks up Fusion and slams his head into one of the ring posts. The scariest thing about that is Fusion is conscious and he is feeling all this pain right now, but he is too fatigued and weakened to stop Zombie.

Nikki- I just hope Fusion somehow gets some strength back and kicks Zombie's ass.

JT- Nikki, don't use that kind of language.

Nikki- (bleep) you.

BSW- Heh heh. Zombie now has a cord from one of the microphones and he is strangling Fusion with it. Fusion is coughing up saliva and screaming in pain. There is no way Fusion can take much more of this. Zombie lets go of the wire, he is laughing like a mad man that Fusion is near death! Zombie grabs one of the cameramen and choke slams him! Zombie grabs the camera! No! He is not going to do what I think he's going to do. No! Don't Zombie! Zombie lifts the camera in the air and the crowd boos! Zombie's hair is dyed red from the blood pouring out of his head! HE SLAMS THE CAMERA OVER FUSION'S HEAD! NO! NO! NO! FUSION HAS GOT TO BE DEAD! OH MY GOD! OH MY FREAKING GOD! NO! DAMN IT ZOMBIE! OH MY GOD! ZOMBIE IS LAUGHING! WHAT A PIECE OF CRAP ZOMBIE IS! ZOMBIE PICKS UP FUSION AND DELIVERS A POWERSLAM ONTO THE CONCRETE OUTSIDE THE RING! Zombie pulls Fusion over on the ramp.

("Ode" by Creed ends and then it starts over again)

BSW- Zombie has Fusion set up for you know what, ZOMBIEPLEX ONTO THE RAMP! No way! Fusion can not survive that kind of punishment! Zombie stands up and looks around at the fans smiling evily. He looks back down at Fusion, only to be surprised by a fist to the face! Fusion is back up! Fusion and Zombie ae having a war of punches outside on the ramp! Fusion with a left! Zombie with a right! Fusion with a left! Zombie goes for a right, Fusion ducks, he grabs Zombie's arm and twists it around Zombie's back. Fusion from there grabs Zombie by the neck and he has him in a headlock! Fusion wraps his leg around Zombie's and puts his arm around Zombie's neck on the otherside and drops back! RUSSIAN LEGSWEEP ONTO THE RAMP! The referee is up and he is telling Zombie and Fusion to get back in the ring! Fusion pulls Zombie up and he walks him down to the ring and rolls him into it. Fusion climbs up on the apron and into the ring, from there he grabs Zombie and sets him up for an Extinction Level Event!

("Ode" by Creed ends)

BSW- Fusion drops Zombie and looks to the back again! CURIOUSITY KILLED THE CAT MORON!

("Ode" by Creed plays again)

Nikki- Damn it Fusion, you are making a stupid move.

JT- No, it's a good move, this gives Zombie the advantage!

BSW- Fusion turns around. Zombie kicks him in the gut. Grabs his head and hooks his leg. Fusion is set up for the Zombieplex! Zombie holds his arm high in the air as if signaling that this is the end of the match. He lifts Fusion, and slams him back. He has him locked up in that pinhold. The ref starts to count, but the ref is weary and it's a slow count, 1.........................2......................3! ZOMBIE HAS WON THE IWO BELT! NO! NO! NO!

Nikki- GOD GOD DAMN IT! GOD GOD DAMN IT!

JT- WOOOOOOOOOO!

(The crowd boos like Hell, a ring announcer and the time keeper walk in the ring, the time keeper holds up the ring bell and the hammer. He hits it once, twice, three times. DING! DING DING! The ring announcer lifts the mic to his mouth and starts to speak)

Ring Announcer- Here is your winner, and NEW IWO WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.....ZOMBIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The time keeper hands the belt to Zombie and Zombie holds it high in the air. The ref lifts Zombie's arm but Zombie pulls away and curses at the ref)

("Ode" by Creed stops playing. "Whever I May Roam" by Metallica plays. Zombie is celebrating like Hell. The song seems to spin out like a record being just yanked from the player. "Ode" by Creed starts to play, and all of a sudden the crowd goes nuts)

BSW- IT'S TITAN! TITAN IS HERE! TITAN IS HERE! HE HAS COMMISSIONER KEN! COMMISSIONER KEN HAS A BLOODY NOSE AND HE IS UNCONSCIOUS! TITAN GIVES HIM A TITAN X-PRESS ONTO THE RAMP. THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS!

Nikki- HE'S BACK!

JT- NO! NO! NO! HE'S GOING TO RUIN THIS FOR ZOMBIE! DAMN IT!

BSW- TITAN IS IN THE RING HE GRABS THE REFEREE, HE PUTS HIM UP TOP! TITAN X-PRESS(CHOKESLAM OFF TOP)! HE GRABS THE TIME KEEPER! TITAN X-PRESS! HE GRABS THE RING ANNOUNCER! TITAN X-PRESS! EVERYONE IS GETTING SOME! HE PULLS FUSION! TITAN X-PRESS ON FUSION! HE JUMPS DOWN FROM THE TOP! HIM AND ZOMBIE ARE FACE TO FACE! FACE TO FACE! TITAN GRABS ZOMBIE! ZOMBIE IS HOLDING ONTO THAT WORLD TITLE BELT FOR DEAR LIFE! TITAN PUTS ZOMBIE UP TOP! AND HE LIFTS HIM IN THE AIR FOR A TITAN X-PRESS BUT JUST HOLDS HIM THERE! THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS! TITAN X-PRESS ON ZOMBIE! EVERYONE IS OUT COLD! TITAN GETS DOWN FROM THE TOP AND HE GRABS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! TITAN HOLDS THE WORLD TITLE HIGH IN THE AIR! TITAN IS WALKING UP THE RAMP WITH ZOMBIE'S WORLD TITLE! WHAT IS GOING ON?!?! TITAN WAS BEHIND THIS ALL ALONG! TITAN HOLDS THE BELT UP AT THE TOP OF THE RAMP AND HE DISSAPEARS INTO THE BACK! INFERNO, 69 KID, JASON NASH, AND ATLAS ARE COMING TO THE RING! THEY ARE HELPING ZOMBIE UP! TITAN HAS THE WORLD TITLE, BUT ZOMBIE IS THE CHAMPION!!

(the screen fades to black. later on a post pay per view show takes place...)

BSW- This has been one long (bleep)ing night, folks. I'm pooped.

Nikki- So am I.

JT- Yeah, I'm just going to drive.....

Nikki- *snickers*

BSW- Drive where? Oh (bleep)

Nikki- HAHAHAHA!

BSW- What are you laughing about?! Just cause your car wasn't totaled doesn't mean you can laugh!

Nikki- I'm sorry, this is just so funny!

(the camera goes outside to Zombie, who is in the parking lot furious. He has a sledge hammer and is pounding into a '99 red Corvette with all his might, screaming and cursing at the car as he destroys it.)

Nikki- M-m-m

BSW- Let me guess....

BSW & JT- Your car! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!

*SMACK*
*SMACK*

BSW- Ooooch.

JT- You said it.

Nikki- Alright, I can live with this. After all, like you two, I have insurance.

BSW- Good. We have to go, fans! We thank you for tuning in to the IWO, we hope you'll join us next month for May Mayhem....which we'll be giving you a preview of now!! We'll see you on Friday at Hostile Takeover!



EVERY SINGLE IWO WRESTLER LONGS TO BE CHAMPION
TONIGHT, ZOMBIE BECAME THAT MAN.
BUT HIS REIGN IS ONLY AS VALID AS THE MAN HE FACES IN MAY.

A NETWORK OF 4 SCAFFOLDS HIGH ABOVE THE RING.
EVERY IWO COMPETETOR WILL BE ON THAT SCAFFOLD.
BUT IN THE END, ONLY ONE MAN WILL REIGN ATOP.
THAT MAN GETS HIS SHOT IN JUNE.

TITAN V. ZOMBIE
THE MAYHEM MATCH

MILE HIGH STADIUM, DENVER, COLORADO.
MAY 23RD, 1999.