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("Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine plays as President Jamie along with the Executive Board come out.)

President Jamie- Ladies and Gentlemen, before the show begins, we'd like to say something. Usually we have a grand pay per view opening....tonight, just as we were ready to air that for all of you to see, a man that we've all watched grow up on the TV was killed today. His murderer- sports entertainment. We admit that ourselves and other sports organizations have taken this craze too far, have tried to given you too much. Accidents happen....and unfortunatly, this one cost the life of a man dedicated to the sport. Therefore, rather than giving you our normal high profile introduction, we will begin this pay per view by asking all the IWO super stars to come out and stand in silence as we ring the bell ten times in honor of Owen Hart and his career.

(The fans, still filing to their seats for the most part, quietly watch as the IWO wrestlers set aside their differences for a small time to pay their respects. Everyone, from Titan to Zombie, ?¿? to Jack in the Box, Dane Wilt to Phelan Kell, come out and stand side by side.....)

DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!
DING!

(President Jamie throws the mic down and walks to the back, along with the rest of the IWO talent. Fade to black.)

(Silence. The crowd goes silent as the arena turns pitch black. Suddenly, a heart beats throughout the arena. The crowd starts to cheer. Another heart beat, this time IWO Online appears on the IWO big screen. Just as quickly as the heart beat sounds, the word disappears from the screen. Again, a heart beat and IWO Online come on the screen. A third time, but this time IWO Online stays up there. Suddenly, a crack of thunder and the words burst into the IWO blue flame logo. It fades out....)

("Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine...the IWO May Mayhem song....plays loudly over the speakers. As the crowd continues to erupt. As the music plays, a pre-recording of the three main announcers here at Mayhem begins to speak....)

'Big' Scott Weber (BSW)- One man's dream came true.....

'Beautiful' Nikki- Another man's dream was shattered.

JT- Tonight, someone must leave the true champion. Someone's dream must remain.

(Titan, Zombie, and the IWO World Title are shown on split screen....they remain there for a moment, then fade out.)

BSW- Over fourty men.....

Nikki- In one large network of scaffolds....

JT- Vying for one thing...a shot at the World Title gold. A chance to be called champion.

(The network of scaffolds are shown on the screen as the May Mayhem logo appears on the screen. The song fades out to the now screaming, standing, riled up audience, set and ready for the IWO mega-card.)

BSW- GOD DAMMIT, I HATE THESE!!

JT- HAHAHA, I LIVE FOR THIS MOMENT SCOTT!

Nikki- WELCOME EVERYBODY, TO MAY MAYHEM!! I'M NIKKI, ALONG WITH SCOTT WEBER AND JT! TONIGHT, WE'RE RESOLVING A WHOLE LOT OF CONFLICTS AS A NEW ERA OF THE IWO OPENS!

BSW- Calmed down a bit finally...I can speak....Yes, indeed, Nikki. We're going to see this Mayhem Match, which will give some of the newer IWO talent a real chance to shine! Plus, we've got all kinds of titles on the line....maybe we'll see a title change take place!

JT- Hey, that wasn't too bad an introduction considering the circumstances.

BSW- Indeed, JT. Our hearts go out to the Harts, who are dealing with this terrible tragedy right now. All that from comes from one man who just doesn't do his job and check the safety on those things.

Nikki- Well, if it's any condolence to them, this May Mayhem has been dedicated to the great career of Owen Hart. Call him the Rocket, call him the King of Hearts, call him the Black Hart, call him a nugget....but you still have to call him a man for working in this buisness all of his life. It's a small token of our appreciation Owen!

JT- Let's get right to buisness then! Ring the bell!

WyldeSyde v. Bubbles

Announcer:  LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TO MAYHEM! THIS FIRST MATCH  IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL.  INTRODUCING FIRST, WYLDESYDE!

Nikki:  He's not really that cute.  He'll lose.

Announcer:  AND HIS OPPONENT, PERHAPS THE CUTEST MAN IN THE IWO TODAY, BUBBLES!!!!!

(The crowd roars thunderoulsy as Bubbles makes his way to ringside.)

BSW:  The fans certainly giving Bubbles a good reception.  He slides under the ropes, but Wyldesyde is waiting for him with a big right hand.

JT:  Oh yeah!  Bubbles doesn't like that, and we've got a battle of fists now.  First Bubbles, then Wyldesyde, fighting back and forth with their huge punches.

BSW:  And Bubbles has been knocked down by a surprise left.  Wyldesyde runs against the ropes, and hits with a leg drop!

Nikki:  Get up Bubbles!

BSW:  And Bubbles can hear the roar of the fans.  He get's back to his feet- Wyldesyde going at him with a clothesline- BUT BUBBLES REVERSES INTO AN ARMLOCK!

JT:  Woah!  That's the sort of talent that will get you to the top!

BSW:  But Wyldesyde has reached the ropes.  Certainly he appears to be hell bent on winning this one in front of this huge audience, which may I remind you is the highest ever attendance at an indoor event in American history!

JT:  And very proud we are too!

Nikki:  Getting back to the match up, Bubbles has Wyldesyde in a Sleeper.  But Wyldesyde manages to reverse it!

BSW:  The referee has to check the arms of Bubbles.  That's one fall.  And Two....

Nikki:  Oh no!

BSW:  If his hand drops again then this grudge match is over already- it's falling- BUT NO!  Great inner strength!

JT:  And Bubbles does not like how this match has been going.  He throws Wyldesyde into the ropes.  Wyldesyde hit's his head hard against the turnbuckle, stumbles backwards and into the arms of Bubbles.  He lifts him up, over his head, holding him then, looking around.

BSW:  He's really milking this crowd, and he bodyslams Wyldesyde into the ropes.  Going for a quick cover.....Not even a one count.
Angel:  It's going to take more than that to flatten this monster.

JT:  Wyldesyde now on the offensive, with a punishing roundhouse kick to the midsection.  He picks him up.....DDT!

BSW:  Certainly these two men know how to wrestle.  Bubbles appears hurt on the floor, and Wyldesyde is not one to show any mercy.  He attempts a figure four leg lock, but he's got it all wrong, and Bubbles has been able to reverse the attempt into a proper Figure Four!

JT:  Wyldesyde struggles to reach the ropes.....and does!  But Bubbles is not breaking the hold!  That's it Bubbles!  Cheat to get ahead!

BSW:  Well, in my book a true champion is one who doesn't cheat and Bubbles has just disgraced himslef with that deception.

Nikki:  Shut up!

JT:  And who's that?  It's Bubba coming down the aisle to ringside!

Nikki:  Well, we all know who Bubba is going to side with!

BSW:  And while Bubba distracts the referee, Bubbles is still refusing to break the figure four!

JT:  He's going to snap his leg!  Man I love this game.

BSW:  But thank god the ref has now broken the lock.  Wyldesyde can't get up though.  He's still fully concious but his leg is badly damaged.

Nikkil:  And Bubbles going to the top rope.  He turns to the fans, they cheer, and he launches himself into a moonsault onto the hurt Wyldesyde!

BSW:  And the fans feel that's that for today.  The cover......1.....2.......KICKOUT!

JT:  Wyldesyde kicked out with his injured legs!

BSW:  Well JT, when there's pride at stake you just fight through the pain barrier.

JT:  Right.  Pain.  How I love it.  Anyway, both wrestlers now to their feet and locking up......Wyldesyde perhaps the stronger of the two, wins the tie up and has his opponent in a piledriver position......BANG!  That hurt!

Nikkil:  Oh JT make him stop!  He's hurting Bubbles!

JT:  Don't worry babe, I'm here.

Nikkil:  Thanks baby.  Hey, what the hell am I doing?

SLAP!!!

BSW:  Well, we couldn't have a pay per view here without JT getting slapped, and there you have it.  Wyldesyde now running against the ropes, and an elbow drop onto Bubbles.  He tries to execute an anklelock.  And he's got it!

JT:  You can see Bubbles can't take the pain on his face.....but Bubba is pulling Bubbles to the rope.  And the ref is letting it go!

BSW:  Well, that's not right, but it's okay, I guess.

Nikki:  Shut up.

JT:  Anyway, Bubbles uses his monentum to swing Wyldesyde into the ropes, and he pulls off a brilliant Frankensteiner!  Into a cradle.  The ref counts.....1.....2...but Bubba breaks the count!  Angel:  What the hell happened there?

BSW:  I'm just straining to hear what's going on....Bubba says that Bubbles must inflict more pain on Wyldesyde.  And Bubbles agrees.  He pulls Wyldesyde up and get's him into a Tombstone piledriver position....surely he wouldn't be that cruel?

JT:  He is!  Drops him right on his head!

BSW:  That was sick but necessary, I feel.  And he still doesn't think Wyldesyde has suffered enough!  Picks him up by his hair, and kicks him hard in the private parts until he falls again.  Covers....this one is over......1......2......NO!!!  Can you believe it, Wyldesyde kicked out!  And Wyldesyde, seemingly beaten just seconds ago, has found a new strength!

JT:  He rolls him into the ropes, kicks him in the crotch-my god he went for the stone cold stunner!

Nikkil:  And missed, might I add!

BSW:  Yes, he missed and ended up on the floor, but he's up now and kicking Bubbles in his private area still.  Bubbles bends down to cover the area....Wyldesyde grabs him.....Belly to Belly suplex!

Nikkil:  And Bubba has thrown a chair into the ring!

BSW:  No disqualification here I'm afraid, this could get ugly!

JT:  Bubbles goes for the chair shot......Wyldesyde ducks and the chair nails Bubba!  Bubbles rushes over to see what he's done to his manager....and Wyldesyde picks him up and Chokeslams him onto Bubba!

BSW:  Well, I don't think we'll be seeing anything else from Bubba again.  A fair one on one now surely!

Nikkil:  Bubbles up again, holding his neck after the chokeslam.  He runs towards him, but Wyldesyde flips him over the top rope!  He's fallen through the German announcers table!

BSW:  Yes, the IWO a truly global force these days.  We've been to Canada, and we're going to England later this year, but people from all over the world want to know what's going on in the IWO,  although the Germans will have a bit of trouble now, obviously.

Nikki:  Your rambling again mate.

BSW:  Sorry.  Bubbles recovers and get's himself back into the ring.  He's met by Wyldesyde who rolls him into the turnbuckle.  Wyldesyde follows up with a Hurricanrana!  Bubbles seems out of it!  But what's this?

Nikki:  Bubba still standing by Bubbles even after taking a chair shot!  Bubba kicks Wyldesyde in the private parts.  He falls!  And Bubba is now leaving the ring again!

BSW:  That cheatin'

Nikki:  Save it for the courts!  Bubbles now on top!

JT:  And bubbles picking up Wyldesyde-rolls him into the ropes, now on the rebound catches him and flips both himself and his opponent over into a cradle

Nikkil:  1....2......3!!!

JT:  What a match!

BSW:  Well folks, we hope your enjoying this IWO pay per view event so far.  And remember there are so many more great matches to come!

JT:  You damn right!!

Da Bronx Bro v. Dane Wilt

JT:  Welcome back to IWO May Mayhem, one hell of a card for you tonight, thank you for joining us.

BSW:  Yes, we've already had a stunning match in which Bubbles defeated Wyldesyde

Nikki:  With a little help from Bubba

BSW:  But that's only the beginning!  The Widowmaker will take on the Prophet

JT:  Send you kids up to bed for that one.

BSW:  Cetainly two wrestlers not for the faint hearted.  And we've got titles up for grabs of course!

Nikkil:  Intercontinental titles-Era Of Our Kind taking on the Insane Superstars.

JT:  The superstars will win those belts, I can feel it!

BSW:  The Television Championship match between High Flyer and RaynMan?

JT:  High Flier to defend the belt.

Nikki:  And the one I'm looking forward to is Hostile Youth defending their world tag team title belts against the Iconz.

BSW:  Well, I can't see rookies the Iconz winning, in fact I think Hostile Youth will hurt the Iconz badly.

JT: And that's far from all!  United States title match between the Black Assassin and perhaps the greatest athlete in the IWO, Billy Larson.

Nikkil:  Larson walks in with the belt and walks out with it too.

JT:  As long as I see Summers puppies I'll be happy!
 

SLAP!!!!!

JT:  OW!  Also Pacific Title match-Mystery Death Match between ?¿? and Jack In The Box

Nikki:  Too tough to call.  I'd like to bed them both.

JT:  At the same time?

BSW:  AND GETTING BACK TO WRESTLING, another one not for faint hearted, Extreme Title Match between the Raging one and Ken War.

JT:  And we've got the North American Title Match between Chris Antony and Al Coholic.

BSW:  Yes, good to see Al Coholic back in business.  But now it get's really exciting.  The Mayhem match-every IWO competitor in the ring at the same time, on a network on 4 scaffolds high above the ring.  The last man standing wins!

JT:  And the added bonus of becoming World Title Number One contender!

Nikki:  Yes, and talking of world titles, Zombie will defend it against the returning Titan, perhaps the greatest ever IWO superstar!

JT:  Yes, that's a hell of a huge card.  Now we have a match between Da Bronx Bro and Dane Wilt, and I refuse to be drawn on this own.

BSW:  Same here, I think these two are very easily matched!  Both in the ring now, and Dane Wilt taking the early initiative, rolling Bronx Bro into the ropes, and a clothesline sends Bronx down!

JT:  I've got a feeling this is going to be a good one.

Nikki:  Yes, if these grudge matches are anything to go by this card is going to be electric!

JT:  And now Da Bronx Bro is back up, Wilt again rolls him into the ropes, again goes for a clothesline but this time a shoulder block from Bronx.  Bronx going for the suplex....HE GETS IT!!!

BSW:  Now going to work on Dane Wilts knee, kicking at it, and Wilt is in pain.  Da Bronx Bro get's up now, and tries to apply the sleeper...but he's lost the advantage as Wilt doesn't even have to extend an arm to reach the ropes.

Nikki:  Well done Dane!!

BSW:  Dane Wilt with an Irish Whip into the corner, and he follows it up with another clothesline!

JT:  Bronx Bro seems to be fine so far, grabs Dane.. and there's a falling headlock!

BSW:  Wilt landed badly there and appears to be a little dazed.....he's just walked right into Da Bronx Bro......powerslam!  Dane Wilt has taken the majority of the punishement so far in this fight.

Nikki:  And now that monster Da Bronx Bro is leaving the ring.....he's going back up the aisle?

BSW:  And he's got a table!  Lugging that table back to the ring, and he's setting it up in ring centre.

JT:  Dane Wilt just back to his feet now, see's the table.  Doesn't really seem that worried by it if you ask me.

BSW:  Now Dane WIlt and Da Bronx Bro tie up-Wilt has the upperhand here-lifs Bronx up-and bodyslams him onto that table with a sickening thud!

JT:  OH YEAH!!  He went right through that table!

Nikki:  And Dane appears to be a little upset that the ref didn't do more to stop that table becoming part of this match in the first place.

BSW:  Dane Wilt leaving the ring, and he's grabbed two chairs.  Setting them up opposite each other, that could be very dangerous.

JT:  Bronx Bro back to his feet, left hands to the head and body of Dane Wilt, but wilt has grabbed his arm-and he's reversed it into a sleeper!  Bronx will not tap out though!

BSW:  Dane Wilt now, picks up his opponent and walks over to the two chairs!

JT:  Great strength on display there!

Nikki:  PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE CHAIRS!  AMAZING!

BSW:  Covers......1.......2.........NO!  Not yet!  Da Bronx Bro will not be beaten so easily in front of this huge crowd.  Thank you for being with us here at IWO May Mayhem, a record breaker already in terms of attendence and total money grossed.

JT:  The IWO is the best, and your seeing why here!  Da Bronx Bro attempting to buy some time by leaving the ring.

BSW:  He's looking under the ring for some kind of weaponary......and he's got a baseball bat!

JT:  This is gonna be good!  Dane Wilt has climbed the top turnbuckle to lap up the praise from this huge crowd....he doesn't know Da Bronx Bro is behind him......SMACK!!  Home run!

Nikki:  Yes, baseball bat the the knee of Dane Wilt, and he hit him bang on the head as he fell from the top.

JT:  That must have hurt!  Bronx Bro still hitting with those big baseball bat shots, Dane Wilt appears unconcious!

BSW:  Bronx Bro going back to that stash of weaponary under the ring-this time he's got a television set!
Angel:  OH GOD NO!

JT:  OH HELL YEAH!!! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

BSW:  I can't imagine how anybody could be enjoying this sick contest.  Da Bronx Bro should just pin his opponent and leave before he kills him.

JT:  No way!  Pain is what it's all about.

Nikki:  Back to the match, Dane Wilt has still not moved for a couple of minutes now.

BSW:  Bronx now showing some wrestling skills- he's got the figure four leg lock on WIlt-but how can Wilt feel it?  He's unconcious!

JT:  Huh?  Dane Wilt reversed the figure four, and Da Bronx Bro now in incredible pain in the centre of the ring!
Angel:  He won't be able to get to the ropes from there, no way!

BSW:  But let's not forget Dane Wilt has taken a lot of punishment, and the lock has been easily broken

JT:  Damn it!  Now Wilt retaliates with huge right hands.  Bronx can't take it and falls!

BSW:  Dane Wilt quickly climbs to the second rope-high elbow drop!

JT:  Da Bronx Bro surely in incredible pain, rolls out of the ring, and collapses on the floor!

Nikki:  Dane Wilt see's his helpless opponent lying on the floor outside the ring.  He knows exactly what the crowd want!  Going to the top rope!  Moonsault out of the ring onto Da Bronx Bro-BUT HE'S MISSED!  Dane Wilt has hit the steel railing outside the ring and going flying into the audience!

JT:  And now the referee begins a mandatory ten count!

BSW:  He's reached four, and both men appear to be stirring.  Theres five.....six.....seven and Dane Wilt has found a new burst of energy, he vaults over the railing, lands an elbow drop on his opponent and bounds back into the ring, breaking the count!

JT:  But then he goes back out of the ring!  Picks up Da Bronx Bro, get's him in position-and TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!

BSW:  The wrestlers not showing any respect to our foreign representatives tonight!

Nikkil:  Good!

BSW:  Da Bronx Bro lying prone on the floor, as Dane Wilt goes in search of a chair.....goes back to his rival, and SMACK, hard shot to the back!

JT:  That shot may actually have done Bronx some good, as he's got to feet from it.  Weak lefts and rights exchanged by both men now, I don't think there's anything left in either of them.

Nikkil:  There's always something left in an IWO wrestler.  Bronx feels the ring is the safest place now, he rolls Dane Wilt in and follows him.  Da Bronx Bro with an Irish Whip into the corner- attempts a follow up, but Dane Wilt with a kick to the midsection, and follows up with a jumping roundhouse!

BSW:  The crowd really loved that one, but it appears to have worn out Dane Wilt more than it hurt Bronx!
Angel:  Da Bronx Bro with his last reserves of strength, pulling off a belly to back suplex on Dane Wilt, and he appears to have almost accidentally rolled Wilt up into a cradle......1.......2........KICKOUT!!

JT:  Unbelievable.  The two men now just lying on the floor inches away from each other, unable to find any last scraps of strength in their bodies.

BSW:  Bronx stirring, he gets to his feet, but falls straight back down!

Nikki:  Now Dane Wilt back to his feet, he falls too, but he's managed to fall onto his opponent.

JT:  The referee counts.....1..........Shoulder up already?

BSW:  It shows what inner strength these guys possess that he can get out of a pin on a one count after all that he's taken.

JT:  Dane Wilt has had enough, he's left the ring and stumbling down the aisle, as Bronx Bro goes after him slowly.

BSW:  I don't blame either of them, wanting to give up after all that's happened.

Nikki:  Dane Wilt ain't giving up!  He goes back and grabs Da Bronx Bro.  Carries him over to the end of the aisle and wraps his head around in wiring!

BSW:  He's going to choke Da Bronx Bro!  Ref!  Ref where are you?

Nikkil:  Nothing can save Bronx now!  He's going to have to submit!

JT:  NO!  No!  Bronx with a kick to Wilt and Wilt fell like he's never been hit harder!!

Nikki:  The referee is not demanding Da Bronx Bro get to the ring.  He starts to walk while the ref begins his count.

BSW:  Dane WIlt is up by the six count, and getting back to the ring.  Da Bronx Bro lapping up the fans admiration in the ring, he's not happy.

JT:  He leaves the ring to pull Wilt in, then with a side Russian leg sweep sends him back to the mat.
Angel:  Look at the hate on his face as he lands those kicks to the prone Dane Wilt.  He goes to the top rope!  Jumps....MISSED!!  He just completely missed the jump, plain and simple!

BSW:  Lapse in concentration from Da Bronx Bro, and now we've got both men lying half dead on the floor again.  Dane Wilt stirring!

JT:  I don't think he's got the strength to do anything other than just collapse onto his opponent and hope for a fall.

Nikki:  He looks determined.  Walks over to Da Bronx Bro, oh so slowly.

BSW: He's got a gleam in his eye, I can't tell what he's planning.  Hell, he just dropped his finisher on Bronx!

JT:  Yes, Dane Wilts finisher that punishing super kick, the Face Lift.

Nikki:  Where on this Earth did that come from!  At this stage in the match there isn't a chance of Bronx getting back up

BSW:  The ref covers-even he looks tired after this.....1.....2.....3!

JT:  What a display!  It's what the IWO is all about!

Widowmaker v. Prophet

BSW:  Our next match is a grude match between Widowmaker and Prophet...  Things are gonna get even hotter here

Nikki:  Yes, things are...

JT: [butting in] I am not worried, are you?  I applied deodorant this morning, did you?

Nikki: Knock it off with the non-sense we still have a long night to go

JT: [under his breath] But it makes sense!

BSW:  Anyway, while you to were off jabbing both of your wrestlers have made there way into the ring.  And as of right now they are sending right hands after left hands after each other...

Nikki:  That's what we wanna see a punching brawl!  Get 'em boys!

JT: Prohet knocked him over now.  Widowmaker is on the ground now.  Wham!  Elbow drop!  Wham!  Wham!  Wow!  3 Short elbow drops that is that way to wear some one the size of Widowmaker down...

Nikki: Widowmaker now looks to be getting up...  He is!

BSW: AW!!!!  The great equalizer on the way up!  The low blow...  JT knows a few things about them

JT:  Yeah, they work all the time

Nikki: Not on women.

JT:  Anyways...  What's going on in the match over there?  Did the peanut guy go by yet?

BSW: Pay attention...  After that low blow Widowmaker followed up with a knee to the face!  Prophet is hurting a bit now!  Widowmaker looks to be setting prophet up for something...  BIG Powerbomb!  That woke prohpet up!

Nikki:  On the other hand it may have knocked him out.  Cover now by Widowmaker..  1...  2... 3....

JT: NO!  NO!  He kicked out at the last tenth of a second!  That is somekick out...

Nikki: yeah, you would have been out for years after a powerbomb like that...

JT: um....  a...  Has anyone seen that peanut guy yet?

BSW: Widowmaker showing a bit of frustration after that, but also showing that he is wiser beyond his years here in the IWO because he knew to cover him after that...

JT:  Prophet now trying to make his way up!  Yes!  Another great equalizer!

BSW:  Wow, we've got low blow city going on here!

Nikki:  JT, are you enjoying this?

silence

Nikki:  JT?

BSW:  I think he's either ignoring you or he found the peanut guy...  But back in the ring, where people aren't running away, prophet delivered a drop kick and then decided to climb the top rope!  He looks like he is going for a moonsault!  He hit it!

Nikki:  Wait, it looks like Widowmaker got his knee up at the last second!  He did!  He's now grabing and hooking up Prophet...  Small package!  1...  2....  3...!!!!  That's it!  Widowmaker beat Prophet!!

Intercontinental Tag Team Title Match
Era of our Kind -c- v. Insane Superstars

Jt: Well we are to get started with the ic title match, the pretty boys phelen kell and ashton cain, going against the insane superstars, the tag team equivilant to guys like ken war, and the vet.

Nikki: don't be knocking phelen kell and ashton cain, they are hot, I wouldn't mind "wrestling" them at any time.

Jt: and you complain about me being perverted.

Greg: ok you two knock it off! We are getting set to see the new Ic title holders.
 

Announcer:  This contest is for the IWO ic title, it is set for one fall, and no time limmit.  Making there way first is the current IWO ic champions phelen kell and ashton cain, the team of Hostile Youth!!!!!!

:  Enter sandman bellows through out the packed mile high arena, phelen kell and ashton cain make their way out from behind the curtain and the crowd is cheering at the top of their lungs.  The girs are comeing as they walk by, and the guys are on the top of their seats:

Nikki: I wish I was that close to them right now!

JT: oh go calm down!

Announcer:  And now their chalenger, vince jacobs and stalker, the team of the insane superstars.

: " Blue Monday" by orgy picks up, and the team runs in from the back, there is a mixed reaction:

Jt:  Call me crazy but I think insane superstars will upset the champs.

Nikki: your not crazy, YOUR FUCKING NUTS!

Greg: I agree hjt, you can be crazy at times.

Jt: ok, ok, lets get to the match, ashton and stalker are starting things off, and stalker runs right for ashton, but gets taken down with a huracarana and is held.

The ref: 1.

Jt: only a one count, ashton gets stalker into a arm bar, and falls back to grab the leg of the stalker. Ashton gets thrown off by stalker, tip up by stalker into a armbar, tip up by ashton, whip to the rope by ashton, stalker catches the second turnbuckle, and flips into a headsizzers takeover, stalker runs to the opposite ropes, and HITS A RUNNING TOPE CON HILO ON THE OUTSIDE.  The crowd is on their feet.

Nikki: what chain wrestling by both men.

Greg: insane superstars are proving themselves to be top contenders here in the IWO.

Jt: stalker throws ashton into the ring, and follows ashton in, ashton catches stalker with a boot in the head, and grabs him for a head lock.  Stalker gets to the ropes, but ashton is still holding on.  Vince jacobs is getting angry with the ref, who is trying to shake ashton off.

Camera guy with a close up of ashton:  Come on stalker, you suck!, get that fucking camera out of my face.

Nikki: choice words from ashton cain

Jt:  stalker gets to his feet, and throws ashton to the ropes, and flips him over the top rope. Stalker follows him out but gets caught with a chair in the head by ashton, ashton goes to the fans and grabs a cane of some kind and breaks it over the head of stalker, and starts to rake the forehead of stalker with it, ashton is looking vicious right now, jacobs comes in to help stalker, but phelen kell stops him half way with a kick in the mush.

The ref:  Ok you four want to take it to extremes, lets go no disqualifycation!!!

Jt: oh yea, blood and violence, kick ass.  Stakler gets to his feet, and kicks ashton in the nuts.  Stalker rams ashton's head into the pole of the scafold, ashton is now busted open, and is being dragged up the 30 foot high scaffold, but that is for the mayhem match, how can this be done.  Phelen kell and jacobs are going at it on the other side, and they get up another scafold.  All four men are on adjacent scafolds beating the crap out of each other. Greg can you help me out here.

Greg: ok, jacobs and kell are brawling over a roll of barbwire, which has ripped apart both men, and their bleeding on these good fans here in attendace in the mile high dome.  Kell has gotten the upper hand, and has the stand of barbwire around the head of jacobs, and has his knee in jacob's back, jacobs is in pain, and screaming his head off, as he is just getting covered In blood.

Jt:  ashton is at stalker's mercy as he some how got a stop sign and a chain up there, ashton is looking about as bad as jacobs is, taking the edge of the stopsign in the forehead, and the chain in the skull for emphasis on the cuts.  Stalker wraps the chain around cain's neck. AND THROWS HIM OVER THE SIDE OF THE SCAFOLD ABOVE THE FANS, HE IS BLEEDING WORSE NOW, AND IS BEING HUNG BY HIS NECK OVER 30 FEET IN THE AIR, KAIN DOES THE SAME THING TO JACOBS BUT WITH THE BARBWIRE STRAND, IF ONE OF THOSE BARBS GO INTO JACOB'S NECK JACOBS COULD BE A DEAD MAN WALKING.  ASHTON CAIN SOME HOW BREAKS FREE, AND WITH HIS BODY WEIGHT TAKES STALKER AND HIMSELF DOWN INTO THE CROWD, THEY LAND ON THE CONCREET FLOOR, ONTO THE CROWD. OH MY GOD, THEY MUST BE DEAD! Jacobs gets free as well, and starts to climb up the barbwire strand, blood going into his eyes, and attaches himself onto the scafold. Kain is stomping on the fingers of jacobs, AND JACOBS FALLS FACE FIRST ONTO THE RING, AND HE IS OUT COLD.  KELL GETS A RUNNING START AND DOES A 30 FOOT HIGH FROG SPLASH OFF OF THE SCAFOLD ONTO VINCE JACOBS, ALL FOUR MEN ARE OUT COLD, TWO ARE IN THE CROWD SOMEWHERE BEING ATENDED TO BY THE PARAMEDS AND THE OTHER TWO ARE GETTING THE 10 COUNT.  What is this jacobs some how gets to his feet, but his head looks like  hamburger .

The ref:  5………..6…………7……….8……9

JT: some how kell pulls himself up to his feet, and both men continue the slug fest.  Kell gets picked up, and thrown into the crowd, and jacobs follows him jacobs and kell are fighting their way to their tag partners, ashton gets to his feet somehow, and pulls stalker to his, stalker looks out cold.  Someone hands ashton a lightbulb, and ashton shatters it on stalker's skull, and starts to work on stalker's face, ripping the flesh off of stalker's head., stalker is bleeding all over the place.

Nikki: this is getting really disgusting.

JT: but it is cool, Phelen kell and jacobs are brawling with each other at the vending areas, and cant get to the ring, ashton cain has stalker  in a proverbial hell, the screams from stalker is emence, as ashton grabs a jagged steel rod from under the ring, and jabs it into the forehead of stalker, ashron rolls stalker into the ring, and continues to work on the fore head area of stalker, blood is covering the mat, and the ref doesn't seem to care.  This is cool, ashton grabs a table from the outside, and slides it into the ring. He sets it up, and puts stalker right on the top rope, ashton climbs the top rope and holds him up for a top rope tiger bomb, but stalker out of desperation hits a huracarana, and they go through the table.

The ref: 1………2……….th no!

JT: somehow ashton cain kicked out , but he is laying face down on the mat stalker puts ashton on the top rope, HE LIFTS ASHTON HIGH INTO THE AIR, COULD IT BE A SUPERPLEX, NO HE JUMPS INTO THE AIR AND OUT OF THE RING THROUGH THE MEXICAN ANNOUNCE POSSITION WITH A PILEDRIVER.  I THINK ASHTON HAS A BROKEN SKULL NOW. AS STALKER TAUNTS ASHTON, ASHTON IS NOT MOVING, STALKER PICKS ASHTON BUY THE HAIR, THAT IS NOW MATTED WITH BLOOD FROM THE TOP OF HIS SKULL, BLOOD IS GOING EVERYWHERE NOW, STALKER COVERS FOR THE PIN, THIS ONE IS OVER.
 

The ref:  1…........2…………thr. no

JT: oh my god, ashton kicked out. Jacobs and kell are brawling back to the ring with glass pieces in their hands, stalker gets out of the ring, ashton I laying in the center of the ring uncontious. Stalker helps jacobs out by holding kell, as jacobs RAKES THE FOREHEAD OF KAIN WITH THE GLASS PIECES, CAIN SLOWLY GETS TO HIS FEET, AND SEES THE TWO MEN TEARING KELL APART.  CAIN GETS A RUNNING START AND JUMPS OVER THE TURNBUCKE POLL
ONTO ALL THREE MEN. HE HELPS KELL TO HIS FEET AND THEY BOTH SPIKE PILEDRIVE STALKER AND JACOBS ON THE FLOOR, THEY SET UP A TABLE, AND PLACE STALKER ON IT. THEY PLACE ANOTHER TABLE ABOVE HIM, AND THEY BOTH DRAG JACOBS UP THE SCAFOLD AGAIN, PLACES HIM IN POWERBOMB POSSITION, AND CAIN LEAPS OFF THE SCAFOLD WITH JACOBS LANDING ON BOTH TABLES AND STALKER WITH A POWERBOMB OFF THE SCAFOLD, STALKER IN ON THE BOTTOM OF THIS PILE, AND KAIN IS COMING OFF OF THE SCAFOLD WITH A LEG DROP.  IT IS LIKE A CAR WRECK ON THE OUTSIDE, CAIN IS FIRST TO HIS FEET, EVEN THOUGH HE IS LIMPING ABOUT, HE ROLLS STALKER FROM UNDER THE PILE OF TABLES AND THE TWO MEN INTO THE RING, AND COVER HIM.

The ref: 1……2……..3!!!!!!!!!!!!

Announcer: the winners and still the IWO's ic champions.  PHELEN KELL AND ASHTON CAIN THE TEAM OF HOSTILE YOUTH, THE TIME IS 30: 55!!!!!

Nikki: that was insane, the fans are on their feet.

The fans: IWO, IWO, IWO, IWO, IWO.

Jt: CAIN AND KELL HAVE DONE IT, WHAT A MATCH!! WHAT A BLOOD BATH, THAT WAS A 4 STAR MATCH, HELL IT COULD SURPASS THE HELLS DUNGION MATCH AS THE MATCH OF THE YEAR AND BLOODIEST MATCH IN IWO HISTORY!

High Flyer vs Raynaman

("Breathe" by Prodigy starts playing and Raynman starts walking down to the ring.)

BSW: And now we have RaynMan vs High Flyer for the TV Title.  RaynMan earned himself this shot by winning the newcomer battle royal.

JT: I'll have to go with High Flyer in this match.  After all, he has more expiereince.

Nikki: No way, RaynMan showed me he can win this match.

JT: Sure, you always have to disagree with me.

("Americana" by Offspring plays and High Flyer runs down to the ring.)

BSW: And here comes High Flyer.  He rolls into the ring and starts exchanging lefts and rights with RaynMan.  RaynMan blocks a punch, kick to the stomach.  DDT.  Expect to see a lot of fast paced action from these two.  RaynaMan picks High Flyer up, sends him to the ropes, RyanMan with a leap frog, Hihg Flyer goes to the ropes and hits a cross body block on RaynMan.  Cover, 1...2...kickout.

Nikki: Come on RaynMan.  RaynMan gets up and is sent to the ropes by High Flyer, Flyer misses a clothesline, and RaynMan comes back and hits a spinning heel kick.  High Flyer is down.  RaynMan up to the top.  He might be trying to end it earyly with the RayCarrana.  Flyer is up, RaynMan leaps,

JT: Reversed into a powerbomb!  That's why Flyer will win.

BSW: One, Two, Thre,

JT: NO!  He kicked out.  That was a close one.

Nikki: Come on RaynMan, you can do it.

JT: Flyer picks up RaynMan and sends him to the ropes, sleeperhold.  Now Flyer is using his advatage and wearing RaynMan down.  RaynMan, elbows his way out of it, RaynMan to the ropes, Flyer knocks him down with a clothesline.

BSW: RaynMan back up, Flyer knocks him down with a drop kick.  Great maneuver by the champ.  Flyer picks up RaynMan, sends him to the ropes, and elevates him high into the air with a back body drop.  Flyer to the top rope, going for that Flying Moon Shot.....

Nikki: RaynMan moves.  What a relief.  RaynMan slowly gets up as does High Flyer.  They both run at each other, double clothesline.  Both men are down.

BSW: The ref starts the standing 10 count.  1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. 6..

JT: Flyer starts making his way back up.  He goes for the cover, 1.. 2.. kickout by RaynMan.

Nikki: Yes, RaynMan stays alive.

JT: God damn, RaynMan should just lie down and get pinned.  Everybody knows that he can't stay in the ring with High Flyer.

BSW: I don't know about that, but Flyer is up and he just nailed RaynMan with a Brain Buster.  Flyer is on a roll.  Flyer to the ropes, and drops an elbow.

JT: Yeah, lets go High Flyer.  RaynMan is down.  Flyer picks RaynMan up, sends him to the ropes,

Nikki: NO, Reversed by RaynMan, and RaynMan clobbers Flyer with a drop kick.  RaynMan to the top.  RayCarrana hits!  Flyer is down.

BSW: One... Two... Thre...

Nikki: NO!

JT: YES!

BSW: High Flyer kicks out of RaynMan's RayCarrana.  This match is intense.  RaynMan can't believe it.  He goes up to the top again,

JT: This time, it's revesed into a powerbomb.  Flyer, now goes up to the top.  Flying Moon Shot time.  It connects.  Cover, ONE......

BSW: TWO.......

Nikki: NO!  RaynMan kicked out.  For a newcomer JT.  I would have to say he's showing some skills.

JT: Maybe, but he still can't beat High Flyer.

BSW: Whatever, but Flyer just picked up RaynMan into a powerbomb.  You rarley see Flyer use an over powering move like that.  RaynMan is down and he is hurt.

JT: Flyer comes out to the outside, and he grabs a chair.

Nikki: This can't be good.

JT: Yes.  Flyer takes that steel chair and knocks RaynMan out.  1.. 2.. 3.. 4..  HA!  This is great.

BSW: And the ref just grabbed that chair away from High Flyer.  Flyer arguing with the ref, RaynMan with a cover.

JT: NO!

BSW: ONE...TWO...Thre no kickout.  Wow.

Nikki: RaynMan back up, and he sends Flyer to the turnbuckle.

JT: But Flyer comes right back at him with a vicous clothesline.  This match is going back and forth.  Back and forth.

BSW: But Flyer might try to put an end to it.  He sets up RaynMan at the top.  Superplex.  One... Two... THRE!

Nikki: YES!

JT: NO!  HE KICKED OUT!

Nikki: HOW THE?

BSW: RaynMan gets up and sends High Flyer to the ropes.  RaynMan connects a good solid clothesline on High Flyer.  Flyer slowly gets up, RaynMan rushes after Flyer, and Flyer ducks and sends RaynMan flying over his shoulder.  Flyer positions RaynMan for the Flying Moon Shot.  Flyer to the top, he hits it.  This one is over folks!

Nikki: Wait!

JT: Era of a Kind and Chris Anthony has just rushed into the ring and is beating down on High Flyer.  What the hell is this.  Why the hell are they doing this.  This isn't fair.

BSW: I don't know why this happened, but it seems that Era of a Kind, Chris Anthony, and RaynMan has alligned, and now they are beating the hell out of High Flyer.  Chirs Anthony goes outside and grabs a chair.  Chris Anthony is nailing the hell out of High Flyer with that chair.  What the hell!?!

JT: He just nailed RaynMan.  He knocks Phantom out with a chair shot.  Chris Anthony takes Phantom of Era of a Kind and throws him out of the ring.  He takes Master Mage and throws him over the top rope.  And he nails RaynMan with a vicous chair shot.  Flyer slowly gets up, to the top rope, Flying Moon Shot.  Cover.

BSW: One!  Two!  Three!  Yes, High Flyer keeps the TV Title.  What a match.  Chris Anthony has just cost RaynMan that TV Title.

JT: Well, it was only fair, RaynMan tried to win by cheating.

World Tag Team Title Match
Hostile Youth vs The Iconz

Nikki: Oh boy its time for the hotties to come out!

JT: Yick! You can't be serious Nikki.

Nikki: What? I think Hostile Youth is quite a cute duo. And they are my pick for this match.

JT: Oh come on! The Iconz are gonna smash Hostile Fluke! Its a given!

BSW: Alright you two stop your bickering. Here we go.

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen...this next bout...is for the IWO World Tag Team Championship! Introducing first....the challengers....Frank Aliperti, Chaos...The Iconz!

BSW: And The Iconz theme plays as The Iconz Frank Aliperti and Chaos come out to the ring with a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Nikki: Uh-oh they look more than ready to give Phelen and Ashton a run for their money tonight.

JT: A run for their money? They are gonna anihilate them!

Announcer: And now.....introducing the first ever two time IWO Tag Team Chamions of the World.....Ashton Cain...Phelen Kell....ladies and gentlemen...Hostile...YOUTH!

::F*cking Hostile begins to play as Phelen and Ashton walk down the isle with titles in hand.::

Nikki: Oh theres my boys! GO GET'EM GUYS!

JT: Aw I think I'm gonna vomit.

BSW: Alright. Both teams have chosen their first men in. For The Iconz it looks to be Chaos, and for Hostile Youth it looks to be Ashton Cain.

JT: Oh boy the clash of the cavemen!

BSW: And here we go the first lock up of the match, and it seems that Ashton Cain has the victory here with a knee to Chaos's gut. Chaos wrenches and Cain grabs him by the hair performing a knee lift! Chaos goes down hard to the mat!

JT: Oh come on Chaos you weiner take him!

BSW: Cain picks Chaos up and shoots him into the ropes and comes off with a LARIOT which sends Chaos reeling into..the wrong corner! Phelen Kell taps the bewildered Chaos n the shoulder. Chaos turns and recieves a sock to the jaw for his trouble!

Nikki: I told you so JT!

JT: Oh yeah well think fast cuz Chaos just low blowed old Ashton Cain out there!

BSW: Oh and Chaos is coming back. He grabs Ashton Cain and a neck breaker! Wow Cain just shot backwards after that maneuver! That was excellently performed by one half of the challengers. Now Chaos goes to his corner and tags in Frank Aliperti. Aliperti goes to the top, Chaos picks up Cain and lays him across his knee and OFF COMES FRANK ALIPERTI WITH A KNEE TO THE THROAT!

JT: Shades of the old WWF Tag Team Demolition if my memory preceeds me.

Nikki: You have a brain? Wow coulda fooled me.

JT: Yeah just watch the match Hostile Youth girl!

BSW: Anyway back to the action. Frank Aliperti with the upper hand on Ashton Cain. Aliperti wraps his arms around Ashton Cain and WOOSH a massive belly to back suplex sends Cain driving into the mat!

JT: OH YEAH!

BSW: Frank quickly to his feet begins stomping away at Cains face....Cain is in desperate need of a tag I can tell you that! Aliperti grabs Ashton by the arm and begins to wrench back on it. You can see the pain in Ashton Cains eyes. Phelen Kell watches on with a worried look on his face.

Nikki: But wait! Look Ashtons foot is on the ropes! The referee see's it and forces Frank Aliperti to break the hold. Ashtons trying to get to his feet! Come on Ashton!

JT: Lets go Frank!

BSW: And here goes Ashton tripping Frank Aliperti. Ashton is searching for his corner...he's found it! He rolls in and MAKES THE TAG! HERE COMES PHELEN KELL! Explosive rights and lefts on Frank Aliperti, Chaos comes in...Phelen with a drop kick on him! Chaos rolls out of the ring! Phelen Kell has control of the ring! The fans are going wild!

JT: Oh but Frank got up! And a forearm to Phelen!

Nikki: He blocked it! Kells pushing Frank Aliperti down into the Crossface! Aliperti is in pain! YEAH PHELEN BABY!

BSW: Watch it now Nikki he IS a married man ya know.

Nikki: Oh I'm not that way silly!

BSW: Chaos comes in and stops Phelen from having Frank tap out. Phelen is laying on the mat next to Frank Aliperti now. Both men should really go for a tag. Phelen gets to his feet and tags in Ashton Cain. Cain picks up Frank Aliperti and throws him into the ropes. Ashton ducks, and Phelen Kell with a Hurrican-rana! Wow he nailed him with that one!

Nikki: Kell leaves the ring and now its Aliperti and Cain. Aliperti stands up with an extra umph of strength and a StunGun onto Ashton Cain (aka Stone Cold Stunner)! Frank makes the tag in to Chaos but Cain stops Chaos in his tracks with a left hook! Both men are duking it out now. Cain with a left! Chaos with a right!

BSW: The fans are loving every minute of this action folks! And Chaos ducks a punch, Ashton Cain spins and is dropped right into a back breaker!  He picks Ashton up into a body slam. Ashton is down and put into a headlock. Ashton reaches the ropes quickly though and the hold is released. Cain is still in a world of his own folks.

JT: This is shaping out to be a pretty good match thus far. Now Chaos has Ashton Cain propped up in The Iconz corner. He tags in Frank Aliperti. Aliperti turns Ashton around and wraps his arm around for a DDT FROM THE TOP! Oh that was his finisher! That was the Iconz Screwdriver! He pins!

BSW: 1....2.....OH AND CAIN KICKS OUT! HE'S STANDING! RIGHTS AND LEFTS ON BOTH ICONZ! He runs to his corner and tags in Phelen Kell who does a running charge on The Iconz, but they block it and hold him into a DOUBLE DDT! What team work by The Iconz here tonight!

Nikki: But wait! From outside the ring Ashton just pulled out Chaos! Ashton and Chaos the two illegal men are going at it outside the ring! The referee has gone outside the ring to get them to go back to their corners! And whats this? Phelen Kell is up! He's grabbing Frank Aliperti who has been distracted!

BSW: Phelen kicks Aliperti in the gut! He runs off the ropes! BULLDOG HEADLOCK! Kell grabs Aliperti's legs and wraps him into a Scorpion Death Lock! Oh wait! He's laying back now into a half  STF! Thats Phelens lone finisher! Malicious Intent! But the ref is distracted and Frank Aliperti breaks loose. The red comes back into the ring as Cain and Chaos go back to their corners. Aliperti is on the mat in pain. Kell turns to Chaos and smacks him across the face! Chaos is trying to get in but is blocked by the referee!

JT: WAIT! Whats this? Cain is sliding a chair into the ring! Phelen is picking Aliperti up into the Running Powerbomb and he NAILS FRANK ALIPERTI WITH IT! Aliperti is out! He landed on that metal chair! And from the top now, the illegal man Ashton Cain with a SHOOTING STAR PRESS! THAT WAS THE CIRCLE OF DESTRUCTION!!! Phelen Kell gets the refs attention as Ashton gets out of the ring with the chair.

BSW: PHELEN KELL WITH THE PIN! 1.......2........3!!!!! PHELEN KELL AND ASHTON CAIN PULL IT OUT AGAIN! HOSTILE YOUTH RETAINS THE TITLES! WHAT A HARD FOUGHT VICTORY!

Nikki: See I told you JT! I knew they'd do it!

JT: AAAAAAAAAH SHUT UP!

United States Title Match
Billy Larson -c- v. Black Assassin

["Nobody Loves Me" by Limp Bizkit thunders through the crowd.]

Announcer: Coming to the ring at this time, standing 6 foot 4, weighing in at 225 pounds. Accompanied from Summer, BILLY......LARSON!

["Seek and Destroy" by Metallica blasts through the crowd]

Announcer: His opponent, standing 6 foot 2, 325 pounds, the master of The Real Death Valley Driver, followed by Spider, BLACK ASSASSIN!
*Ding ding ding!*

BSW: Here we go! This match is going to be great! This is for the United States Title!

JT: Sorry no time for chit chat Scotty, Larson runs after Assassin, and tries a clothesline, and misses! Assassin ducks, meets Larson with a hard shot to the face, knocks him back a tad. Knocks him back again, he falls back a little more. Nails him one more time, and Larson stumbles into the ropes. Assassin grabs Larson, whips him into the ropes, he hits the ropes, flying clothesline! What a' move!

Nikki: Assassin wasting NO time gets up, and lifts Larson up by his hair. Hard shot to the face, pushes him to the ropes, whips him into the ropes, tries a bends over, kick to the face from Larson! Kicks him to the gut, runs the ropes, swinging neck breaker by Larson! Larson getting fired up! He gets up, and hits the ropes...ellllllbow drop! Larson looking down at Spider. He threatens to hit her. Taking his attention of Assassin!

BSW: That's always a big mistake. Here comes Black Assassin from behind, russian leg sweep! Assassin gets up, and grabs Larson. Throws him into the corner, misses a splash! Bounces off backwards, Assassin grabs him, backwards, DDT! Connected wonderfully! Cover! 1....2....No! Assassin getting up quickly, and gets Larson up to. Sideways from the turnbuckle, a piledriver from Assassin! Assassin going to the top, looks around to the crowd. Calling for some cheers.

JT: Jumps off, SPLASH! Cover! 1...2..NO! Assassin Slaps him into a reverse chin lock. Larson feeling the pain. He is down on his rump. The ref checking on Larson. Larson trying to fight it. Assassin locks it in harder, Larson falls flat. The ref checking. Raising his arm...........drops it. Raises it again, drops it. Raises it again, this could be all! No! Just lifted it up!

Nikki: Larson trying to get up, on his fours, now his two feet. Elbow! Elbow! Hits the ropes, runs back, sleeper by Assassin! Locked it! Wait! Jaw breaker! Larson, and Assassin on the mat tryign to recoporate! Geez! What a' reversal! Larson trying to smack him self back into this. Assassin holding his jaw, and is getting up. Larson dangling on the ropes. Assassin walks up to Larson, boot by Larson! Another boot! Nails him with a hard shot!

BSW: Larson hits him again, and again! Clotheslines him over the top rope! Larson falls back. Assassin right in front of Summer. Summer, looking down at him. Kicks him in the ribs! Ouch! She's pissed! Spider running around the corner. Summer winding up for another kick. Spider in the way! Spider pointing at Summer! Assassin on the apron. Larson on the top. CROSS BODY BLOCK TO THE OUTSIDE NAILS ASSASSIN! DAMNIT! Spider, and Summer both looking at there men.

JT: Im there men.

*Smack*

JT: What the hell was that for?!!

Nikki: Don't make stupid comments.

JT: Ugh! Larson grabs Assassin, and whips him into the steel steps! Bang! Right to the steel! His head just snapped back! Larson getting him up, and throws him into the Spanish announce table. That table always gets broken. I feel bad, too bad! Hahaha! Assassin's head smacked on that table! Larson throws him over the table. Larson reaches under the table, grabs a broom.

Nikki: Larson on the announce table looking down at Assassin. Assassin on his knees looking up, crack! Right over the head of Assassin! Larson shows no simpathy! That's a good thing believe it or not! Larson looking at one of the FRENCH announcers! He flipped him off! Hahaha! Larson grabs Assassin, and stun guns him into the steel guard rail! Assassin falls into the pile of chairs behind the announce table. Larson getting him up, low blow! Low blow from Assassin!

BSW: Assassin looking for a come back. Assassin gets Larson, throws him into the steel steps! Damnit! Larson flipped over the steps, what a hard shot! Assassin crawling over to Larson. He's choking the hell out of him! Oh my god! Assassin has lost it! Summer runs over, and is trying to break it up! Summer smacked Assassin! Assassin gets up quickly! Summer backing away. All the way around turnbuckle. Assassin grabs a chair! Summer gets in the ring, and Assassin follows! Summer on her knees....

Nikki: She's used to that.

JT: Shut up! Your not, you can't get any!

BSW: Yeah yeah! Larson, runs up from behind, grabs the chair! Assassin turns around, SMACK! To the head! Falls back to a Summer low blow! Larson with a ddt on the chair! Cover! 1...2...NO! Larson gets Assassin up. Boot, stunner! Larson now going to the top. Looks at Assassin, flips him off to! Leg drop! Larson struggling to get up. He's up though. Assassin getting up as well!

JT: Larson looking at Assassin. Hard right hand! Assassin looks back clothesline knocks him down! Getshim into the corner. Chop! Sends him into the other corner, elbow! Larson waiting for Assassin, hip toss! Another! Powerslam! Sends Assassin to the outside. Larson on the apron, corqscrew moonsault! Damnit! There both out! Larson getting up, and sends him into the ring. Larson follows. Sends him into the ropes, misses the dropkick!

Nikki: Assassin arguing with the ref on something. Now walking over to Larson. Grabs his hair. Hard shot! Larson into the corner. Another hard shot! Attempts to send him into the corner, Larson reverses it! Assassin flips over Larson, frankenstiener over the ropes! Larson gaining breath on the outside. Assassin with a clothesline from the apron! Picks him up, and sends him head first into the turnbuckle! Looks around to the crowd. Grabs a chair. Throws it down. Curses at the ref.

BSW: Larson in the ring. Assassin arguing with the ref. Larson is up in the ring. Larson fighting with a fan with words. Assassin, walking back?! Larson nails him from behind! Whips him into the guard rail. Drags him to the ring. Assassin smacks Larsons head into the apron. Two hard shots, sends him into the ring. Looking to the crowd. Gets on the turnbuckle, looks around, then gets off, and into the ring. There both in a stare down now.

JT: Larson asking for cheers, he gets boos. Stupid fans. Locks up, knee from Assassin. Gut shot! Sends him into the ropes, dropkick! Larson out. Assassin picks him up, sends him out side again! Assassin a sucidal dive!!! Nails Larson! Larsons out! Assassin walking around the ring on the outside. Larson up. Assassin in the ring. Larson struggling to get on the apron. Assassin whips him into the ring. Gets him into the corner, sends him into the corner, feet up from Larson! On the top is Larson! HURRACANRADA! PIN! 1...2...NO!

Nikki: So close! Real close! Larson trying to get back into his game. Assassin suprised by the turn of events. Larson getting up. As well as Assassin. Larson posing to the crowd. They boo, of course. Larson, and Assassin into another staredown. Hard shot from Larson. Another, another! No effect! Assassin breaks out on Larson! Sends him into the ropes, clothesline! Gets him up, wrist lock! Sends him into the ropes, Larson stops, cross body from Larson! Cover! 1..2..no! Hip toss from Larson quickly! Gets him up. Head but to the gut! Sets him up, DDT!

BSW: What connection! Larson looking around. Summer, and Spider in a staredown! Larson goes to the outside. Grabs Summer! Summer breaks free, and a CAT FIGHT! These two women are brawling! Grab that hair! Hahaha! What a fight! The ref is trying to break it up! There kicking, and punching! Broken up, darnit! Larson looks pissed! He's standing on the apron. He gets in. He's kicking away on Assassin. Gets him up, superkick! Gets him up again, Assassin witha superkick! There both out!

JT: Not for too long, now there going at each other like dogs! Hard right hands, hard left hands! Larson blocks a shot, and nails Assassin! Assassin clotheslines Larson out of the ring! Sends him into the guard rail, SPLASH! This crowd is jam packed! Assassin is resting, Larson attacks him! Sends him into the ring. Assassin is in the ring. Larson hasa horse shot! Nails Assassin! Damnit! Damnit! Gets him up, DDT! DDT! Another DDT!

Nikki: Assassin is out! Larson. Assassin, and Larson up now, and are brawling like crazy! Hard shots from both! Assassin gets up Larson, SNAP DDT! Spider, jumps on Larson! Here comes Sumer, there brawling!!! Wait! Assassin has Larson's fingers, BROKE ONE! DAMNIT! LARSON IS SCREAMING! Assassin grabs another, BROKE IT! GEEZ! BROKE IT! Rolls out of the ring! Assassin is going nuts in the ring! This crowd is loving it! There going nuts!

BSW: Assassin gets Larson into the ring, body press! Hits the ropes, big splash! Now, Assassin posing. Runs the ropes, misses a elbow drop! Cover?! 1...2...NO! Close! Assassin is nailing Larson! Hits the ropes, big splash again! Assassin now grabs that horseshoe, waiting for Larson. Larson gets up, misses the horse shoe shot, Larson with a superkick! Damn!

JT: Larson now, walking away at the top of the ile. Assassin rolls to the outside. He grabs hold of the chair. Larson now walking back down the ile, Assassin runs at Larson jumping chair shot! Nailed Larson! Now, Assassin and Larson brawling! All the way into the ring. Gets him up, PEDIGREE! Assassin now, letting off. Larson is out! Larson gets up, and sent into the corner, bounces off, back body drop!

Nikki: Assassin now over top of Larson. Picks him up, holds his arms. Spider nails him! Assassin nails him to the ground! Assassin gets him up, snap suplex! Hits the ropes, elbow drop! Now getting Larson up, sends him to the outside! Larson rolls back in the ring. Assassin waiting for him. Larson grabs Assassin, low blow! neck breaker! Now, hitting Assassin left, and right! Summer in the ring with a chair, SMACK! ACROSS THE FACE! ASSASSIN OUT COLD!

BSW: After a few breif minutes. Assassin getting up on his rump. Larson throws him into the corner. Sets him on the top, SUPER POWERBOMB! OFF THE TOP! Damnit! Now, Larson has him in a headlock! But Assassin reversal into a wrist lock, Larson bounces up, reverses that into a wrist lock. Larson on the ground clips Assassin. Now walking around each other, both standing. Larson locks up, rock bottom! Larson on the apron, spring board plancha!

JT: Assassin sent into the ropes, dropkick to the knees from Larson! Larson getting Assassin up, Assassin with a poke to the eyes. Kicks him, POWERBOMB! Wow! There both out on the mat. Geezist! What a' match! Assassin, and Larson trying to gain air.

Nikki: Now, both getting up. Assassin's back turned from Larson tries a clothesline. Assassin gravs Larson, CHOKESLAM! What connecton! Assassin, and the fans are going crazy! Larson is out cold! Assassin falls back into the corner! He's waiting for Larson to get up now. Larson slowly getting up, Assassin ready to attack, Summer with a cane shot! Assassin falls directly to the mat! The cane falls in front of Larson! Larson grabs hold of it, Assassin getting up. Smack smack! Over the ropes goes Assassin!

BSW: Boy! This match is taking a lot out of these two men. Assassin trying to get up, but keeps falling down. Spider, and Summer on the outside again! THERE BRAWLING! CAT FIGHT! CAT FIGHT! KICKS! OH BABY! SUMMER HAS HER HAIR, SENDS HER INTO THE GUARD RAIL! HERE COMES THE REFS, THERE BRINGING BACK INTO THE BACK! Hahaha! Larson is pissed off! No more Summer! No more Spider! Assassin doesn't even no, he's hurt. Larson now looking at Assassin who is up.

JT: Larson has that cane Assassin, don't go in there! He's walking around the ring, trying to figure out what to do. Larson on the second turnbuckle with that cane. Assassin trying to get away, and slapping high fives. He's looking at Larson. Assassin in the ring. Larson has that cane. Larson, and Assassin in yet again, a staredown. Both looking at each other. Larson holds up the cane to the fans. Larson nails Assassin with a bare fist!

Nikki: Sens him into the corner, clothesline! Assassin is out! Larson has that cane, smack to the back! Another! Assassin is rolling around the ring, up on his knees. Shot to the face!  Smacks him to the back, 1, 2, 3 tims! Damnit! Assassin rolls out of the ring! Assassin now, walking around. Larson on the turnbuckle looking at Assassin who's on the outside. Where the hell is Assassin going?! He's going to the back!! Larson thinks he won! Here comes Assassin! With a barbed wire bat! Larson jumps out of the ring! Haha! The crowd loves it!

BSW: It's going to be Larsons cane vs Assassin's barbed wire bat.

Assassin: Come on you little b*tch!

BSW: That was pleasant. Assassin wants Larson in the ring. Larson flips him off. Assassin ready for Larson, Larson in the ring. Another staredown! Larson misses a cane shot, bat shot! Bat shot to the face! Tries another! Larson blocks it! Assassin kicks him, nails him! Now he's rubbing into Larsons face! Assassin gets up Larson, hard shots to the face puts him on his belly. A barbed wire bat shot to the back! Another! Larson feeling the pain! Now Assassin un doing that barbed wire. Larson up, knocked back down. Assassin rubbing it into Larson again. Larson with a clothesline!

JT: Larson elbow drop on Assassin! Larson has the bat, kicks Assassin. Now Larson undued the barbed wire. Whips Assassin! Now is strangling him with it! Geez! Larson cut up his arms. Larson gets Assassin, throws him over the top! Assassin tangled in that barbed wire. Larson to the outside as well. Sends him over the guard rail! Larson sends him back over the top. Assassin stun guns Larson on the steel guard rail!

Nikki: Assassin has that bat not still with barbed wire, choking Larson! The crowd is loving it. Assassin sends Larson over the gaurd rail with a powerbomb! Assassin in the ring, and grabs the cane, jumps over the ropes, CANE SHOT! NAILED LARSON! NAILS HIM AGAIN, AND AGAIN! Throws the barbed wire into the ring! Larson, and Assassin in the ring. Assassin is tangled in bared wire. Larson nails him. Larson, holding his back from the powerbomb.

BSW: Larson in the corner, Assassin tries to hit him with the barbed wire. Three shots from Larson. Now Larson grabs the barbed wire, and is smacking him with the barbed wire on the bare skin of Assassin! Tangling him in the barbed wire, smacks him twice. Another, smack. Larson turns his attention from Assassin. Assassin now, smacked against the face with the cane. Another cane shot! Larson is nailing Assassin. He tries again, Assassin clotheslines him down! Assassin going to the top, a fame asser from the top! Cover! 1....2...NO! FROM THE TOP DIDN'T DO IT!

JT: Assassin, and Larson are having a good match. Assassin so close of doing it, but Larson seems to keep getting the shoulder up. Larson, and Assassin having a great match. Neither one will let up, that's for sure.

Nikki: Damn right! Larson now getting up, and goes after Assassin. Hard shots to the face of Larson. Assassin sends him into the ropes, cross body check! Nailed Larson! Larson falls out of the ring. Assassin rolls out of the ring, and grabs Larson. Throws him into the guard rail! He bounces off, Assassin clotheslines him over the guard rail! Assassin hops over the guard rail. Assassin grabs a chair, smacks him over the head! Larson falls into a bunch of fans. Wow, this match is being a test to see who can gut it out!

BSW: Assassin gets him up, and drags him over to the Fan Gear table. Throws his face into it! Damnit! Assassin punches him once, again, and again knocking him over the table. Assassin grabs a Larson cup, jumps on the table. Jumps off, BREAKS it over his head! Larson falls down instantly! Geez! Larson is busted open! That cup, that glass cup, shattered over his head! My god.

JT: Assassin gets him up, and throws him into a door! Larson pushes it open leading into a storage room. Assassin runs in clobbering Larson into a shelf of paint! OH GOD! THE SHELF IS TILTING! Assassin runs at Larson! Larson throws him head first into the shelf! IT'S COMING DOWN! DAMNIT! THAT SHELF OF PAIN CRASHED ON LARSON, AND ASSASSIN! MY GOD! HAHAH! THERE COVERED IN PAINT!

Nikki: Larson, and Assassin are both covered in paint! There a mess! Assassin getting up, and grabs a paint bucket! Larson is getting up, Assassin misses a bucket shot. Larson boots him, grabs the bucket, smacks it over his head! Assassin falls over to the ground. Larson picks up a broom, smacks it over his head! DDT! From Larson, he is now gaining control of this match.

BSW: Larson now gets a set of hair, and drags him to the ring. Throws him over the guard rail. Throws him into the ring. Larson getting on the apron, now on the top rope. Assassin turns around groggy, Larson with a cross body block! 1....2....NO! STILL NO! Larson so close! Gets him up, throws him into the ropes, heel kick! Larson getting him up real quick, giving him no time to breathe. Larson kicks him in the gut, gets him in the middle of the ring double underhook suplex! Cover! 1....2....NO NO NO!

JT: Larson is getting pissed off now! Larson gets him up with the hair sends him into the ropes, boot, flap jack! Cover again! 1....2...NO! Still no 3! Larson is getting pissed really now. Gets him up one more time, and sends him into the ropes elbow! Hits the ropes, big jumping leg drop! Larson gets him up, throws him into the corner. Nails him twice. Sets him on top. Smacks him twice, then comes up to the top with him. Larson hooks his arm, Assassin blocks the superplex. Assassin with a gut shot, kicks him, POWERBOMB! GOD DAMN! FROM THE TOP! SUPER POWERBOMB! GEEZ! LARSON IS OUT! Assassin gets off of the ropes, and covers Larson! 1.....2.....No! How the hell did Larson do it?!

Nikki: Assassin gets Larson up, and throws him over the top rope. Larson meets the floor hard. Assassin follows him out. Assassin with hard shots knocking him back up the ile. Assassin kicks him, DDT! Assassin now goes into the back. Where the hell is going??!!??!!?

BSW: I don't know but he better come back! Larson is a bloody mess covered in paint. Larson now getting to his feet. Wait! Here comes Assassin with a FORK LIFT! A DAMN FORK LIFT! WHERE IN GODS NAME DID HE GET THAT!?!!!!!!!?!?!?!?

JT: Was it just sitting back there?!?!

Nikki: I have no idea. Assassin parks it in front of Larson, and hops out. Assassin meets Larson with a low blow! Larson kicks him, front face DDT! Larson gets him up, head first into the fork lift! Assassin falls to the ground. Larson now placing Assassin on the lifter. Larson jumps into the driver seat. He's driving it to the edge of the ILE! THAT'S 40 FEET DROP! Larson parks it! Assassin cannot go down! He's like 15 feet high on that lifter! He's dangling over the 40 FEET DROP! ANYWHERE HE GOES, IS DOWN! WHAT THE HELL?!

BSW: Larson is laughing in the driver seat! Larson opens the door, and jumps on the lifter! Larson nails Assassin with a few shots to the face. Assassin spears him THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD! DAMNIT! BROKEN GLASS EVERYWHERE! Assassin now posing to the crowd. Larson gets up! Grabs a big piece of glass, NAILED HIM! ASSASSIN FELL OFF! MY GOD! MY GOD! THAT'S ABOUT 40 FEET DROPPING OHHH MYYY GODDDDD!!!! ASSASSIN IS DEAD! LARSON HAS KILLED ASSASSIN! GET THE EMTS! THIS MAN CANNOT CONTINUE! WHAT THE HELL!

JT: WHAT A MOVE! A GLASS SHOT! ASSASSIN IS OUT COLD, HE WONT WAKE UP TILL NEXT WEEK! MY GOD! MY GOD!

Nikki: Oh my god. This has turned to a tragedy. Assassin could be dead. Larson still laughing. He jumps in the driver seat, and backs the fork lift up. Then lowers the lifter. Larson now looking down at the bottom of the ile. What does he see?!?!?!

BSW: WAIT! A CLOUD OF SMOKE HAS JUST EXPLODED DOWN THERE! LARSON FELL OFF! HOLY CRAP! LARSON FELL OFF! WHAT THE HELL?!!?!?! WHAT THE HELL!? A CLOUD OF SMOKE! CAUSES LARSON TO DROP 30 FEET OVER?!!?

JT: What the hell just happened Scott...

BSW: I have no idea JT.

Nikki: What do we do now?! Just wait I guess. Wait! Look ON THE IWO-TRON! LARSON, AND ASSASSIN! THERE A BLOODY MESS BOTH OF EM! ASSASSIN NAILS LARSON! THE CROWD IS GOING NUTS! LARSON FIRES BACK! ASSASSIN KICKS HIM, LARSON SPEARS HIM OFF THE TRON! *CRASH!* OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYYYYYY LORD! OFF THE TRON! MY GOODNESS! THERE DEAD! THAT
S IT, THIS MATCH HAS ENDED. THESE TWO ARE DEAD! CALL IT OFF! THERE KILLING EACH OTHER!

BSW: THIS MATCH AIN'T OVER NIKKI! LARSON, AND ASSASIN MAY BE OUT COLD, BUT IT AIN'T OVER.

JT: Geezist! Larson, and Assassin have gone to EXTREME depths to win this match. Larson wants to stay US Champ, Assassin wants to be US Champ! Larson, and Assassin GETTING UP?!!

Nikki: Larson rolls into the ring, slowly! Black Assassin follows him into the ring. Black Assassin grabs a chair under the ring. He rolls in the ring. Larson using the ropes to get up. Assassin leaning on the ropes, with that chair! Larson turns around, CHAIR SHOT! COVER! THAT'S IT! 1..................2......................Thr..NO! MY GOD NO! LARSON STILL KICKS OUT!

BSW: Nothing will make Larson go out. Assassin looking like there's no more hope, wait, he's smiling! I don't like that! Assassin rolls out of the ring, and reaches for a table under the ring. He slides it in the ring. Grabs another, slides it in the ring!

JT: What is going to happen here! In this predicament....

Nikki: Stop trying to use big words. Your a delinquent.

JT: Your mom!

*SMACK!*

BSW: You guys! Assassin now sets up the two tables in the ring. Stacked on each other! Assassin is pointing his hands to the sky, telling someone to bring down something. Wait! Look up top! It's a cage! A cage! Assassin has called for the cage! It is now resting on the apron of the ring. Assassin puts Larson on the two tables. Assassin now on the corner of the cage standing on it. He's looking around at the crowd! THERE READY FOR YAH ASSASSIN!

JT: Wait! Larson got up! He's standing on the tables! Assassin jumps at Larson! Larson blocked it! DDT! CRASHES THROUGH THE TWO TABLES! DDT THROUGH THE TWO TABLES! MY GOODNESS! THERE OUT! ASSASSIN IS OUT! LARSON IS HURT! THERE BOTH BUSTED! WAIT WAIT WAIT! LARSON APPLIES THE ARMAGEDDON! HE'S GOT IT LOCKED! ASSASSIN SCREAMING IN PAIN! JUST TAP OUT! IT'S YOUR ONLY OPTION!

Nikki: ASSASSIN WON'T TAP! LARSON HAS IT LOCKED IN GOOD. Larson has it in the middle of the ring. Assassin is going no where. Assassin has stopped fighting. The ref raises his hand. 1! Ref lifts his hand up again.........2! The ref one more time..............................3! RING THE BELL! IT'S OVER! LARSON WINS! LARSON WINS!  I CAN'T BELIEVE MY EYES!

BSW: Both men gave it there all, but Larson comes out the better man.

JT: And Still US Champ! Haha!

Pacific Title Match
Mystery Death Match
?¿? -c- v. Jack in the Box

("Fight Fire With Fire" by Metallica begins to play as the start of the next match is imminent..)

BSW- What an f'n night we have had thus far. And right now fans, you will see possibly the bloodiest, most brutal match in IWO history. A Mystery Death Match between ?¿? and Jack in the Box, two men that hate each other with a vile passion.

JT- Sure, ?¿? is a legend in the sport, but Jack in the Box is absolutely insane!! He'll do ANYTHING to win and that's why he is my pick to come out of May Mayhem with the Pacific Title, stained red from that fruit ?¿?'s blood around his waist!

Nikki- Wrong, once again JT. Jack is going to learn what a real ass whipping is, and you can bet your bottom dollar on that.

BSW- Let's get this one started! A future legend in Jack in the Box will face a legend in his time and the IWO Pacific Champion, ?¿?!!

RING ANNOUNCER- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THIS BOUT, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL, IS A MYSTERY DEATH MATCH FOR THE IWO PACIFIC TITLE!!!!

(the fans go nuts)

RING ANNOUNCER- INTRODUCING FIRST...

("Enter Sandman" by Metallica begins to blast throughout Mile High Stadium as the fans go crazy. As they get into the song, a large stop sign is lowered down. As they say "Exit Light" the stop sign begins to flare with pyrotechnics. At "Enter Night" all the lights in the arena go off except for the stop sign flaring. The crowd sings the rest with James Hetfield as Jack in the Box makes his way out to an outstanding ovation. He runs down the ramp and slides into the ring, pumping his arms into the air as a pyrotechnics display occurs.)

RING ANNOUNCER- STANDING TONIGHT AT 6'2 AND WEIGHING IN AT 220 POUNDS...HE IS A FORMER IWO TELEVISION AND NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION, AND THE MASTER OF THE JACK.....JACK IN THE BOX!!!!!!

BSW- What a reaction for Jack in the Box. But wait till you hear this..

JT- Yep! Tracks 1 and 2 from the Black Album baby!

RING ANNOUNCER- INTRODUCING NEXT...

("Sad but True" by Metallica hits over the loudspeaker and the fans begin to go absolutely nuts. As they get into the song, the stop sign changes, and now reads "...Death comes in Mysterious ways, JinB..". Then, ?¿? steps from behind the curtains. As they say "I'm your hate", ?¿? points to JinB and then to himself. The cage begins to lower as ?¿? slides into the ring and hits the top turnbuckle as a pyrotechnic display goes off. JinB scurries out of the ring.)

RING ANNOUNCER- STANDING TONIGHT AT 6'5 AND WEIGHING IN AT 285 POUNDS, HE IS A FORMER FWL WORLD CHAMPION, AND IS THE CURRENT IWO PACIFIC CHAMPION! THE CURRENT IWO PACIFIC CHAMPION...THE MYSTERIOUS ONE, ?¿?!!!!!!!

BSW- HERE WE GO!!!!!

JT- Well both men were supposed to bring a weapon of choice, but it looks like neither man brought any! Oh!!! Jack is going under the ring! OH MY GOD!!! AN AF-47 SEMI AUTOMATIC ASSAULT RIFLE!!!! HE'S LOADING IT RIGHT NOW!!! HERE COMES A GUARD!! BANG!! RIGHT IN THE KNEECAP!! JACK IS INSANE!! HERE COMES ANTOEHR!!! BANG! RIGHT IN THE ARM!!!

BSW- The referee is forcing Jack to unload the rifle!! Jack complies..and turns! ?¿? WITH A SOMERSAULT PLANCHA! THE MYSTERIOUS ONE IS UNLOADING ON JACK WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS! He didn't bring a weapon! He just wants to pound Jack!

Nikki- ?¿? throws Jack back into the ring! Jack to his feet! They are trading lefts and rights! ?¿? with the upper hand! A right! A left! He whips Jack into the barbed wire ropes! OH MY GOD!! JACK'S BACK HAS BEEN SCRATCHED WIDE OPEN!! He stumbles back! MYSTERIOUS ONE WITH A KICK TO THE GUT!!! HE HOOKS THE ARMS!! No! Jack with a back body drop! Jack slides out and grabs that unloaded rifle! He's back into the ring as the Mysterious One gets up! BOOM! Right in the back of the head!!

JT- Jack now wielding that rifle!! Mysterious One on his knees! LOW BLOW!! LOW BLOW! ?¿? throws Jack between his legs and lifts him up..PILEDRIVES! And a huge one at that! ?¿? is going to the outside! He's climbing the ropes! To the top! Jack has the rifle! Mysterious One with a gullotine!! HAHAHAHA! JACK JUST SHOVED THAT RIFLE WHERE THE SUN DON'T SHINE!!

BSW- Jack spreads The Mysterious One's legs open! LEGDROP!! Oh man! That hurts! He grabs ?¿?'s legs...WISHBONE! Jack turns to gloat! MYSTERIOUS ONE UP!! HE MUST HAVE BALLS OF STEEL!! Jack turns as ?¿? runs at him! HE DUCKS! ?¿? GOES INTO THE BARBED WIRE! Jack grabs The Mysterious One! HE WHIPS HIM INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! NO! REVERSE! Jack stops! ?¿? WITH A FULL HEAD OF STEAM! BRONCO BUSTER! NOOOOO!!! JACK PICKS HIM UP AND DROPS HIM ....WELL, YOU KNOW WHERE ONTO THAT EXPLODING TURNBUCKLE!!!

JT- I've never heard a man scream that loud in my entire life!!!! He flew across the ring thanks to that explosion! Jack grabs that Assault Rifle once more! ?¿? is still screaming in pain! He is trying to stand! HE DID! JACK NAILS HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE WITH THAT RIFLE AND ?¿? IS A BLOODY MESS! JACK IS GOING TO TOWN!! AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! THE MYSTERIOUS ONE IS DEAD!

BSW- Jack will pick the Mysterious One up and he is bringing him to the top!! YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS!!! THE JACK (Top Rope Tombstone)!!!!!! HE NAILED THE JACK!!! JUST COVER HIM DAMMIT!! Jack is going to the outside and is grabbing the bullets for that rifle! HE'S LOADING THE DAMN RIFLE FOLKS! There! He's sliding back into the ring! ?¿? is trying to crawl away!! Jack aims! HE FIRES! WAIT! HE DIDN'T TURN THE SAFETY OFF! THE REFEREE TURNED IT ON!

Nikki- Mysterious One reaching into his tights! Probably trying to feel if it's all still there! Wait! He's grabbed something from his tights! Jack turns the safety off! He aims! ?¿? THROWS POWDER IN HIS EYES!! THE SHOTS GO EVERYWHERE!! THEY HIT THE LOCK TO THE CAGE AND THE DOOR FLIES OPEN! ?¿? still can't stand! Jack is out of ammo! He just takes the gun and slams it down on the back of the Mysterious One!

JT- Jack is yelling at the Mysterious One to get up! He wants to really hurt him! AND THE MYSTERIOUS ONE IS UP! Unbelievable! Jack jams the rifle into his ribs! Jack now grabs ?¿?! DDT! DDT!!!!! ?¿? IS ONCE AGAIN OUT COLD! Just cover him you idiot! Jack picks up ?¿? and puts him on his shoulder!

BSW- HE DROPS HIM BACK ONTO THE BARBED WIRE!! HE COVERED HIS THROAT WITH HIS ARMS AND THEY ARE ALL CUT UP! Jack slides out of the ring and grabs a chair! Back in, and BOOM! RIGHT TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD! Jack picks the Mysterious One up!! OH!! HE TIED HIM UP IN THE BARBED WIRE AND THE BLOOD SLOWLY TRICKLES DOWN HIS ARM!!

Nikki- Jack now takes advantage and is just pounding ?¿? with rights and lefts! WAIT! ?¿? NAILED A LOW BLOW! HE JUST SWEEPED HIS LEG UP AND CONNECTED! He untangles himself...and runs! Clothesline city! Down goes Jack! ?¿? picks up Jack with whatever strength he has left! FRONT FACE DDT ONTO THE CHAIR! JACK HAS BEEN BUSTED OPEN! ?¿? is taunting Jack! Jack to his feet! KICK TO THE GUT! ARM HOOK! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER (Double Underhook Piledriver)!!!!!! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER!! HE GAVE IT HIS ALL AND NOW THE MYSTERIOUS ONE SLUMPS DOWN IN A POOL OF HIS OWN BLOOD!

JT- Mysterious One just bought himself some valuable time to recover! Jack's head got spiked right into the mat and he is still on dream street! Jack reaches that rifle as ?¿? gets up! Jack to his feet, back to ?¿?! Mysterious One gives a hardcore roar and runs! JACK JABS HIM IN THE JAW WITH THE RIFLE! Jack has noticed that the door is open now!! He brings ?¿? over towards the door! WAIT!! NO! NO NO!! HE SLAMS THE DOOR ON HIS NECK!!

Nikki- ?¿? has been completeley busted open I think he is unconcious! Jack is just laughing and the crowd is booing their asses off! OH MY GOD!!! ?¿? IS GETTING UP!! Jack can't believe it! He places ?¿?'s neck in the door again! SLAM!! NO!! HE MAY HAVE A BROKEN NECK!! BUT LOOK! THE MYSTERIOUS ONE IS ON ONE KNEE! HE'S BLOODY, BATTERED, BEATEN, HIS CLOTHES ARE TORN, AND HE'S GOT A SMILE ON!!! JACK IS IN SHOCK!!

BSW- Jack is beginning his retreat! He is climbing the cage! ?¿? is in hot pursuit! Jack is on the top and he grabs the rifle as ?¿? also reaches the top! He swings but the Mysterious One ducks! CLOTHESLINE! THE CAGE IS SHAKING! ?¿? picks Jack up!! HE IS HOLDING HIM IN THE AIR! GORILLA PRESS!! HE DROPS JACK AND THE SUPPORT IS GIVING WAY! ?¿? kicks a section of the cage off, right above that turnbuckle! Jack is up, right near the hole, back to ?¿?!! MYSTERIOUS ONE WITH A DROPKICK!

JT- NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! JACK FALLS WITH HIS LEGS SPREAD OUT AND BOOM!!! HE FLEW OVER THE RING ROPES ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE CAGE AND AND HITS THE CAGE HEAD FIRST!!! ?¿? goes down the cage and enters back in and sees Jack writhing in pain!

BSW- My, how the tables have turned!

Nikki- ?¿? whips Jack back into the ring and gets back in himself! ?¿? grips him...RUNNING BULLDOG ONTO THAT CHAIR! ?¿? points to the turnbuckle! He puts Jack on his shoulder and walks towards it!! HE FALLS!! JACK DROPS FACE FIRST ONTO THE TURNBUCKLE!! SHADES OF BROKEN HEARTS, BROKEN BONES!! JACK'S FACE HAS BEEN BLOWN OFF!!!! JACK IS ON HIS FEET YELLING AND SCREAMING!

JT- Mysterious One with a kick to the gut! MYSTERY DEATH DRIVER!!! THAT'S IT!! IT'S OVER!

BSW- 1!!!!

Nikki- 2!!!!

JT- 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS ONE IS OVER!!

*DING DING DING*

RING ANNOUNCER- THE WINNER OF THIS BOUT...AND STILL IWO PACIFIC CHAMPION, THE MYSTERIOUS ONE, ?¿?!!!!!!!

JT- They both gave it all they had and it looks like neither man will be having children! Nontheless, the Mysterious One walks out of May Mayhem the Pacific Champion!

BSW- Jack is still lying motionless in that ring folks after that big right hand! ?¿? is up and is leaving under his own power!! What a damn match!

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

BSW: What a night it has been already, and now it's time for the Extreme Title match. The ring crew is busily working to assemble the tank for this match. A tank with piranhas is being brought out carefully, and those will soon be unleashed into the water that will surrounding the ring.

JT: Ken War and the Raging One are nuts to go into a match like this!

Nikki: I have to agree with JT. This is very dangerous. And don't forget, War has the added worry that after twenty minutes, Winky will be released from the cage above the ring.

BSW: All in all, this should be incredible. But can these men survive this match and then go on to the Mayhem match?

Nikki: The question may be, can they survive this at all?

JT: Yeah, those piranhas look awful hungry.

["Kiss My Ass" by Ted Nugent plays as Ken War walks out.]

JT: Boo! You stink, War!

[War glares at JT. JT shuts up.]

Nikki: Looks like War's in the zone.

["Bueck Dich" by Rammstein plays as the Raging One comes out.]

JT: You are now looking at the man who will be victorious.

Nikki: A bold statement, JT. Willing to bet that?

JT: I don't know. I always lose. Forget it. I can't stand losing to you. You always force us to watch that victory dance of yours.

BSW: That thing really is hideous.

Nikki: No it isn't.

BSW: Trust us, it is. Winky has been raised into his cage above the ring, so we are about ready to go. Let's get to the action. Neither man is in the ring yet. They have to wait for the doors to be opened. But I don't think they can wait. The Raging One grabs a chair and swings at War with it. War ducks and kicks it away. He grabs a chair of his own and nails The Raging One with it. He rams the head of TRO into the guardrail. TRO elbows War and now slams his head into the guardrail. Hiptoss by the Raging One into the crowd and War lands on several chairs. The Raging One climbs on the guardrail. He dives at War with a clothesline but misses and hits chairs. War is catching his breath. He picks up a chair and throws it at the head of The Raging One. Now War spits at the Raging One. Raging One gets back to his feet. He and War are trading fists. A fan gives War one of those "War is #1" foam fingers. Turns Raging One around and rams that finger into the rectum of the Raging One.

JT: That man is disgusting.

Nikki: Come on, all's fair in war. Besides, that kid now has an incredible stoery. he can now say that he had his souvenir rammed up the rectum of the Raging One.

JT: Won't his parents be proud.

BSW: War follows up with a belly to back suplex onto a pair of chairs. He's got the Raging One in trouble. This match has been brutal, and the bell has yet to ring. War sets up two chairs. He now gets behind the Raging One and gets full of head of steam. Bulldog attempt by War, but TRO throws him off and war hits the chairs. The Raging One stomps the face of War. He drops an elbow. He goes for a cover, but he can't pin War if the match hasn't started. He realizes this, and picks up War. He's going to try and bring him back to the ring, but War won't let him. Northern Lights suplex attempt by War, but it's reversed into a power bomb by the Raging One. Raging One applies a Torture Rack backbreaker, and tries to carry War to the ring like this. As they approach the guardrail, War rakes the face of the Raging One. The Raging One falls back and drives War onto the concrete floor.

JT: That was just beautiful.

BSW: The Raging One presses War over his head and tosses him over the guardrail into the tank. The Raging One steps over the guardrail. The doors are open, and they can enter at any time. War doesn't appear ready to do so just yet. Low blow, followed by a DDT from War. He climbs up on the guardrail and hits a legdrop on TRO. Finally, War pulls up the Raging One and tosses him into the tank. They both slide under the lit ropes and get to their feet.

Nikki: It's about time.

BSW: Both men appear a bit cautious, and I can't blame them. There are piranhas in that tank with them, after all. A piranha leaps up, then lands in the water, splashing water on the bottom rope and putting out part of it. Steam rises off the rope. The Raging One turns to take a look, and takes his eye off War. Here comes the War Machine. He barrels into the Raging One with a tackle. Fists to the face of the Raging One. The Raging One pushes War off him and gets to his feet. Dropkick from the two hundred and ninety pounder, sending War into the corner. Shards of glass are now in his back. The Raging One follows him in and drives him back into the corner with a clothesline. A grimace comes across the face of Ken War. Both men got a little bit of those burning ropes, but not much. That changes as War comes out and pushes The Raging One against the ropes, lighting up the Raging One, who dives into the water to put himself out. But he sees a piranha coming, and barely makes it back into the ring before being eaten.

JT: Talk about a close call. The Raging One was nearly made into the Raging Half.

BSW: You said it, JT. The Raging One appears to be mad, now. He rakes the face of War. A big chop to the chest of War, and another. TRO spits at War just as War did a couple of minutes ago. The water has risen a bit, and it's touching the bottom rope. Steam is everywhere. Meanwhile, the Raging One nails War with a boot to the face. War falls to the mat. Fujiwara armbar applied by the Raging One. I can only presume that this would be to weaken the arm of War, thus making the Drop harder to pull off.

Nikki: A good plan for the Raging One. If War can't use the Drop, that takes away his biggest weapon.

BSW: That's a loss that can't be underestimated. War is working his way to his feet, however. Elbow to the stomach from War breajs the hold. he looks to run into the ropes, but realizes that they are on fire, and stops himself in his track. Superkick from War. He caught the Raging One right in the face with that one. And look who is coming out here. Chris Anthony, War's enemy and the newest member of X4 is out here. He has pulled up a chair and is watching from the aisle.

Nikki: This doesn't bode well for Ken War.

JT: Yeah, it's a great piece of news.

BSW: But he hasn't done anything yet. He's just sitting there, watching intently. Meanwhile, War hits a sidewalk slam on TRO. A cover, 1......2......no! Kickout by the Raging One. War goes for another cover. 1.........2......no! War pulls up the Raging One. He tries to whip the Raging One into the ropes, but TRO reverses it. Another reversal from War, and another one from the Raging One. They are going in circles. Finally, a knee to the stomach from TRO ends it. Gutwrench suplex from the Raging One. The water rises yet again. It's a bit above the bottom rope now, and getting closer to the middle rope. It's beginning to get into the ring. That mat is soggy. The Raging One goes over to the corner and picks up a shard of broken glass. He walks over to War and begins to dig the shard into the head of War. This is sickening.

JT: Anything to win, Scott.

BSW: Even still, this is hard to watch. TRO stops cutting up War with the shard of glass and delivers a neckbreaker. He seems quite pleased with himself. The Raging One picks up War. Tombstone piledriver connects. CA claps as he looks on. TRO goes for the pin by placing his foot on War. 1.........2......no! War grabs the foot of Raging One and pulls him down. He gets to his feet. Figure four leglock from War! The Raging One is in major pain. He is screaming very loudly. He's trying to turn it around, but War won't let him. He's moving towards the ropes. The water rises and splashes on the face of the Raging One. Look at how red his eyes are.

JT: He looks like Nikki when she gets mad. They're almost like twins.

Nikki: Don't make me slap you.

JT: Come on, bring it.

Nikki: It won't be pretty.

[Nikki slaps JT, uh, lower than usual]

JT: Oww! That hurt!

[JT climbs over BSW to get away]

BSW: Nikki, that really wasn't nice. Not that he didn't earn it, but still.

Nikki: At least now he'll shut up for awhile.

BSW: CA gets out of his chair and walks up to the tank. He flips the bird to War. War lets go of the hold and starts cursing at CA. The Raging One nails War from behind. Overhead belly to belly suplex. Very nice execution from the Raging One. Here comes the water again. It reaches the middle rope. Steam is everywhere. The Raging One is trying to find War now. War is, I believe, climbing to the second turnbuckle. He leaps off and catches TRO in a headscissors and takes him down. He's now trying to find the Raging One to cover him. This is very confusing. War goes through the middle ropes and into the water! Anthony pulls something out of his tights. It's some kind of bag. He tosses the contents up and into the cage. Holy crap! It's chum! He's going to get those piranhas in a feeding frenzy!

Nikki: And Ken War is in the water!

JT: There is a God!

BSW: War sees the piranhas coming and dives back into the ring. He's scared crazy. Raging One comes up behind him and rolls him up. Handful of tights. 1........
2...........no! War's heart must be racing. He walks right into a chokeslam from TRO. Another cover from the Raging One. 1....................2...............no! Chris Anthony has left the ringside area and gone to the back, lord knows what for. Those piranhas are still going nuts. War catches the Raging One with a boot to the stomach, then gets behind him and hits a German suplex with a bridge on the big man, who's head and neck hit the mat hard. 1..............2................no!

Nikki: What a match. These two are trapped in there, with nowhere to go, fearing for their lives, and they are still putting on one hell of a fight.

BSW: Chris Anthony has returned, carrying a ladder, a credit card, and a baseball bat. Fans, I am as confused as you are. Anthony is setting up that ladder. He is climbing up. Inside the tanks, the water rises again. The water is now up in the ring to the ankles of the wrestlers. War with a bodyslam that splashes majorly. He follows with a legdrop. A cover, 1....................2.............no! CA is now to the top of that ladder. He is standing on top of the tank. CA jumps and lands on top of Winky's cage! He is using the credit card to pick the lock!

JT: Look how cheap the IWO is. He's picking that lock with only a credit card. He's opened up that cage! Yes!

BSW: CA tosses Winky down into the ring. He lands on Ken War and starts jabbing him with his beak. The Raging One kicks War in the back of the leg and War falls to the mat. Winky is still going to work on War, who is bleeding profusely. But War pulls Winky off. He picks him. The Drop on Winky! TRO turns around and sees what has happened. He is laying over Winky. Is the Raging One in tears? War pushes him into the water! Those piranhas are going nuts. CA has lept back out of the cage. He sees what is going on. CA with the baseball bat breaks the tank! Water is filtering out fast. He's opening that hole sob that piranhas will get out, too. The Raging One has been saved, as those piranhas are leaving the tank, but what about the fans!?!?!

JT: Screw them. This is great.

BSW: The piranha trainers are out to try and round them up. Meanwhile, there is very little water left in the cage. The top rope is still on fire. CA slips under the bottom rope with his baseball bat. War confronts him. War has CA backing up. CA drops the bat, which is picked up by the Raging One. He taps War on the shoulder. War turns around. TRO breaks the bat on War's head! What a sickening site! That bat just shattered!

Nikki: No!

JT: The memory of that moment will bring a smile to my face until the day I die.

BSW: Anthony goes under the ring. He pulls out two chairs. he comes back in and sets them up. Raging One has War set up for the Pygmies PainStick. He drives War through the chairs with it! 1...............2....................no! War kicked out! War kicked out! War is getting a second wind! He nails Raging One! Fists to the head of CA! Dropkick on both men! This is amazing! He picks up one of those chairs and nails Raging One with it, and then Anthony. He's going to set up for the Drop on the TRO. That top rope is on fire!

Nikki: TRO is going to get what he deserves!

BSW: But Anthony breaks it up with a knee to the back of War. Anthony pushes War face first into the top rope! War's face has been burned! DDT by CA! He planted War with that one! TRO picks up War. Pygmies PainStick coming up again. He connects with it. He goes to the corner and gets Winky. A cover with Winky!
1................................................2.................................................3!

JT: Damn! I should have made that bet!

BSW: Paramedics are rushing out to attend to Ken War. I don't know if he'll make it to the Mayhem match.

JT: Wouldn't that be a shame.

Nikki: It was done in despicable fashion, but the Raging One retains the title.

North American Title Match
Chris Anthony -c- vs Al Coholic

Nikki: Hey whats that music?

BSW: That sounds like "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns n' Roses to me! And that must mean our next bout is for the North American title folks. And here we go! Here comes Chris Anthony down the isle wearing his North American title proudly! And now as he enters the ring the sound of "Got the Life by Korn" can only mean one thing...here he comes Al Coholic! He walks out and into the ring. And here we go. The bell has rung and the match is under way.

JT: I'm going with Al Coholic here....how about you guys?

BSW: I'm staying neutral JT.

Nikki: I'm with Chris Anthony...he's.....kinda cute I guess.

BSW: And Al Coholic starts things off with a faked hand shake into a knee to the stomach. Wait now he combo's that into a face smash onto the mat! Chris Anthony is grabbing his face as Al Coholic rolls him over for a quick pin.

Nikki: 1...oh and a REAL quick kick out! He tried to soon.

BSW: And now Al Coholic picks Chris Anthony up, Anthonys bent over. Al Coholic runs to the ropes and comes back with a swinging neck breaker! Oh that had to hurt! Coholic is going to town! But this is a wrong move...

JT: The guys showing off! He's on the ropes yelling at the fans!

::Al Coholic on the top rope.::

Al Coholic: GOT MY BEER GOD DON'T MAAAAAAA!

BSW: And Chris Anthony comes in and takes Al Coholic into a Power Bomb! He rolls him up. 1...2....kick out which throws Anthony back enough for Coholic to get to his feet. They meet in the ring, both go for drop kicks that miss! They both stand and look at eachother! Both bounce off the ropes and both do flying body presses!!! They collide in mid air and fall! Now both men are up yet again! They run against the ropes and  DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE that sends them both to the mat. The ref begins the ten count.

Referee: 1.....2.....3.....4.....5

BSW: Both men get to their feet but Al Coholic gets the upper hand right away with a thumb to the eyes.

Nikki: Oh now that wasn't fair at all!

JT: Alls fair in love and war sweet cheeks.

Nikki: HEY! Don't make me hit you! I'll do it!

JT: NO! Thats not needed!

Nikki: Thats what I thought.

BSW: Al Coholic grabs Chris Anthony and flings him into the ropes and a SUNSET FLIP INTO A PIN! 1...2....a kick out! Chris Anthony wants to retain his title! He will not quit!

Nikki: Go Chris!

BSW: Chris Anthony rolls backwards and comes up with a shoulder tackle to Al Coholic which sends him to the outside! Anthony goes to the top rope and leaps off for a flip in mid air onto Al Coholic who is out on the concrete floor! Chris Anthony just took his life into his own hands and it payed off this time around!

Nikki: I know he can do it.

JT: Hey you and I finally have the same pick...thats kinda odd..your usually the dumb one that picks the loser.

Nikki: Uh...no...I don't see you pickin many winners there hot shot!

JT: Oh shut up you skank.

Nikki: Oh thats it let me at him!

::Nikki jumps on top of JT and begins smacking him across the face. BSW puts down his head set and prys Nikki away from JT who is lying on the floor with a red face with a big hand print.::

JT: Crazy...

Nikki: What was that?

JT: Nothing....nothing at all...oh look Chris Anthony just got nailed with a chair by Al Coholic!

BSW: Yes he did JT and now Al Coholic slides Anthony in onto the mat inside the ring. And now Al Coholic to the top and comes off with a LEG DROP! SHADES OF BOBBY EATON! Al Coholic goes for the pin...1....2...YET ANOTHER KICK OUT! Al Coholic can't believe it. He's questioning the referee and now turns back to Chris Anthony.

JT: Oh no, here we go. Al Coholic has Chris Anthony up into the Brainbuster which he emphatically calls "Happy Hour" and DOWN WITH CHRIS ANTHONY! THIS IS IT!

BSW: Heres the count. 1.................................2......................KICK OUT! HE KICKED OUT OF THE HAPPY HOUR! AL COHOLIC IS SCREAMING AT THE REFEREE! CHRIS ANTHONY IS UP! HE ROLLS AL COHOLIC OVER! 1.......2............................and a KICK OUT OH H*LL! THIS IS A KILLER MATCH! ONLY IN THE IWO FANS! And now Chris Anthony up, he European Uppercuts Al Coholic and backhands him with a chop to the chest which is heard throughout the arena. He throws Coholic to the ropes and backhand springs into a MOONSAULT ON AL COHOLIC! AMAZING MOVE BY CHRIS ANTHONY! Al Coholic walks into the middle of the ring and falls flat on his face!  Anthony with the pin. 1........................2..............................KICK OUT AGAIN D@MN IT! Now Anthony is getting unnerved. He is yelling at the ref!

Nikki: He's making the same mistake that Al Coholic did before! This isn't smart!

JT: AL COHOLIC IS UP! HE TURNS CHRIS ANTHONY AND LIFTS HIM INTO ANOTHER HAPPY HOUR!!!!!!

BSW: WAIT!!! WAIT!!!!! CHRIS ANTHONY REVERSES!!!! HE REVERSES IT INTO CA'S WILD RIDE!!! AL COHOLIC IS TAPPING OUT!!!! HE'S TAPPED OUT! CHRIS ANTHONY WINS!!! CHRIS ANTHONY RETAINS THE TITLE!!!!

Nikki: Wooohooo!!!! I knew he could do it!

JT: Oh yeah....I'm the man.

BSW: A great display by the still reigning IWO North American Champion..Chris Anthony!

The Mayhem Match

(Out Of Character Writers Note- This match was a collaboration of over 10 writers writing different sections at different times. This is, by far, the longest match in IWO history, and to my knowledge, anywhere. I do not intend to ever oversee a match of this nature again, therefore....any small mistakes (like a man reappaering) should just be taken in, as it's very difficult to pull this together. Enjoy.)

BSW- Finally the Mayhem Match. Part one of our double main event, the most talked about match in IWO history!

JT- The hype is almost as big as Star Wars! People around the globe have been buzzing about the promotional material on IWO Online....many of them willing to pay IWO staff to jump ship and create something for them!

Nikki- And the match lives up to its hype, too! Over 40 men will go up to a network of 4 scaffolds high above this sold out outdoor stadium. Cables have been checked and approved safe, so these things won't collapse unless there is a lot of pressure, which I don't think any wrestler can force.

BSW- The only way to lose this match is to fall off the scaffold. If you fall off in any way, shape or form, you are eliminated. The only exception is if you fall off and hang onto the scaffold, in which case you can pull yourself back on. But other than that...anything goes.

Announcer- Ladies and Gentlemen, the Mayhem Match!!!

("Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine once again plays as every IWO wrestler with the exceptions of Titan and Zombie take one of three ladders up to the top of the scaffold. Once all are up there, the ladders are taken away. The bell sounds....)

BSW:  And there's the first major move! Chris Anthony going for Fugite, and fugite has fallen!  But....but he's managed to grab the lowest scaffolding!  Hauling himself back up....he's safe!

Nikkil:  I've noticed Master Mage of Era Of Our Kind is having a tussle with Wyldsyde.  He uses his momentum to try and throw his rival off the scaffolding....Wyldesyde is going to clothesline Frank Aliperti off though.....but Aliperti ducked, and Wyldesyde is moving too fast to stop!!

JT:  OH HELL YEAH!!!!!

BSW:  Wyldesyde already involved in one defeat tonight, and he's more than likely broken his back there I'm afraid.

Nikkil:  So?  Adam and Ryan O'Neill, the O'Neill brothers working in tandem as you might expect.  Going to work on Jack In The Box- but JITB moves and stays on.

BSW:  The ripple going through the IWO is that the O'Neill brothers are forming alliances with other IWO superstars to form "The Royal Raiders", I wonder if anyone will show their true colours and help them tonight.

JT:  It's every man for himself!

Nikki:  Seems you were right BSW.  We've got Ryan O'Neill, Adam O'Neill, X-Treme, Erik Campbell and Da Raider all in one corner of the top scaffold.

BSW:  Yes, they are the five men in the Royal Raiders.

JT:  And they're going to work on their opponents.  Da Raider grabs the Raging One in a chokeslam from behind-Chokeslam off the top scaffold coming here- but Raging one in able to stop the move.  He attempts to Chokeslam Erik Campbell- but Adam O'Neill makes the save and pushes The Raging one away- and into Zodiak!  Zodiak is gone!

Nikkil:  Aaah, what a shame.  NOT!!

BSW:  Billy Larson appears to be trying to band his stable E4 together to take on the Royal Raiders.  Two men eliminated so far.

JT:  But E4 and The Royal Raiders are on different levels, so we'll have to wait for that confrontation.

BSW:  I heard the O'Neill brothers set the stable up to bring E4 down.  This could be their chance.

Nikki:  E4 will win, everyone knows that.

JT:  Doubt it.

Angel:  Look at this, it's Chris Anthony pounding Phantom!  And Phantom is hurt!  I think all those head shots have sent Phantom into a daze- he doesn't know where he's going!

JT:  And he's going off the scaffold!

BSW:  Well, that just goes to show that this is too dangerous to be staged.  But this is the IWO where nothing is too dangerous, we thank you again for joining us on pay per view.  Phantom is unconcious on the floor, the medics have told us that, but it seemed he was losing conciousness when he walked off the scaffold in a daze.

Nikki:  Duh.

BSW:  Now we've got Ken War glaring evily at rookie Chaos of the Iconz.  He walks over to him, he's got him backed into a corner.  Enrage see's his oppurtunity to eliminate two men.  Walks up behind them.  Runs toward them attempting a clothesline on the pair of them, but War has accidentally tripped up and taken Chaos with him....

JT:  And Enrage has fallen off the scaffold to the floor!  By a freak mistake from Ken War both War and Chaos have survived at the expense of Enrage.

BSW:  Just taking a quick look at ringside, their are medics down there taking a look at the three fallen wrestlers, we're hearing that Wyldesyde will not wrestle again, although Wyldesyde is not one to give into pain or problems.

JT:  He'll be back BSW.  And it's not the medics that interest me, it's the valets and managers having a little rumble of their own at ground level.

BSW:  Yes, there's...there's Goopy the Monkey dancing around in front of the fans, the sexiest woman in the world Nicole Williams.

Nikki:  She' carrying Ryan O'Neill's baby and I'm better looking  than her BSW, so shut up!

JT:  Who say's it's Ryan's baby.  I seem to remember I spent a night with her.....

Nikki:  Okay, shall we ask Ryan?

JT:  On  Seconds thoughts maybe I didn't.  But can you imagine what it's like to be that guy?

BSW:  Yes I can, it would sure be great but I wouldn't want to be him now, high up on those scaffolds taking on the most talented bunch of wrestlers in the world.

Nikkil:  I'm better looking than her.

JT:  Liar.

Nikki:  I'll prove it.

JT:  How?

Nikki:  You wanna see my puppies?

JT:  WOAH!!  Go on!  Oh my god!  Those puppies are cool, but I've seen better.

SLAP!!!!!

JT:  Well that backfired didn't it.  I got to see your puppies and I'd still rather spend the night with Naughty Nicole.

BSW:  Harlequin is down there cheering on Ashton Cain, I can see the beautiful Summer, valet of Billy Larson....

JT:Winky the penguin is there too!  Cool!

BSW:  Put a penguin in front of this guy and your on a winner nine out of ten!

JT:  Damn right!

BSW:  Well, we went through that during a lull in action, but now we've got Ryan O'Neill and Adam O'Neill attempting their famous "manhatten shake" finisher on Billy Larson himself.  A douple clothesline sends him to the bottom scaffold, and they follow is up with a douple elbow drop, but, but Larson....

JT:  Larson grabbed Ryan and threw him off!

Angel:  I can see on the Titan-tron that Adam is holding him and calling over the other Royal Raiders.  Here comes X-Treme, but he's tripped by the Vietnam Veteran!

BSW:  X-Treme falls on Adam O'Neill who loses his grip on his brother!  Ryan falls!

JT:  That will weaken Adam's spirit too.

BSW:  Undoubtedly.  Hey....hey look JT, Nicole Williams is showing her puppies to Ryan to try and revive him!

JT: PUPPIES!  PUPPIES!  PUPPIES!

Angel:  God, put a pair of puppies in front of him and your on a winner ten times out of ten.

JT:  Oh god, I gotta go toilet!  With Nicole!

BSW:  Not a chance in hell man.

JT:  Ryan's on the floor half dead!  He can't hurt me!

BSW:  No, but he's sucking Nicole for puppy milk!

Nikki:  (Tuts) Men and their puppies, god.  Anyway, we've got Tony Davis now backed into a corner in the third highest scaffold by the Vietnam Veteran.  Veteran seems overconfident.

BSW:  He lunges for him.....and spits in his face.  Tony Davis has snapped!

JT:  A tombstone piledriver by Tony Davis on the Vietnam Veteran!  And then Davis kicks him off!

BSW:  Veteran flying through the air, oh god, this is a sick contest!

JT:  That's why I love it!

BSW: The Veteran has had easily the worst landing of them all so far, he's hit a steel post.  It's caught him right on the face.  I can see blood running down his face, his teeth are shattered, oh god, why do they put that image up on the big screen?

JT:  Because people like to see it?

BSW:  Don't insult my intelligence!  Nobody likes that!

Nikki:  I can see the his face is just a black and red mess, it's horrible to see.

JT: Blood!  Puppies!  I love it!

BSW:  And even the wrestlers still remaining have stopped for a second to look at this.  Ambulance men are down there taking a look at it, and we've got Dr Roberts and the lovely Katie down there worried about their man.

JT:  I guess that means Katie won't let us see her pup-

Nikki:  Have some respect you heartless pig.

JT:  I think I'm going to love whats still to come tonight.  Loads of falls still to come, and then the IWO Championship Match

BSW:  That's one to look forward to.  Plenty of action still to come tonight.

JT: I know I am loving it!  I certainly hope the our fans at home because this match is ...  just Mayhem!

BSW:  Lets try and call at least some of the action, but remember the only way to loose to fall down, and what a fall it is..

JT: In the corner over there we've got Jax Stone duking it out with Chaos!  Jax Stone, however just nailed with a sinister drop kick!  That's gotta hurt!  Oh my!

Nikki: and now Chaos is gonna be thrown out....  But this looks to be the hard way out!  With a throat toss!  yes  CHAOS has been eliminated!!

BSW: Jax Stone is looking pretty good again here, infact I think he's on a rampage!  Right now he's running after Prophet for who knows what reasons...  In the middle of the ring we've got Fugite and X-link battling it out in the middle of the ring!

JT: X-link is whiped to the ropes!  Fugite delivers a spining DDT as X-link approached him!  Wow!  I have never seen that pulled off like that before...  Fugite really showing off in this match!

Nikki:  And he's cute to..

BSW:  With X-link stunned as he is after that devastating spinning DDT, Fugite should throw him out!

Nikki:  And that's excatly what he is doing!

JT:  X-link has been elminated!

BSW:  Nikki, stop staring and Fugite, and find some where to start cometating on!

Nikki:  I'll Take CA is where it's at for 500?

BSW: Well CA is running towards Frank Aliperti and Shadow who just happen to be brawling it out and going know where!  Here he comes!

Nikki:  He knocked them both out of the ring!  Wowswers!  CA just elminated Both Frank Aliperi and Shadow with a double clothesline!  This is really funny...  you guys have to see this...

JT:  What?

Nikki: remember before, Jax stone was casing Prophet...  Well now prophet is chasing Master Mage...  It's like dog- cat- mouse!

*Laughs*

JT:  [still half laughing] Well, this is better, Fusion just gave Master Mage a drop toe hold and he fell off the scaffolding!

*Harder laughs*

Nikki: [still laughing too] And now Prophet triped over fusion and fell off too!!!!!!

BSW: {laughing too} And now Jax Stone is standin there laughing his head off..

**Laughing goes on for a while**

BSW:  What a nice comic relief for this match!

JT: OH WHY???? WHY ARE PHELEN KELL AND ASHTON CAIN STILL THERE??? WHY??? WHY???

Nikki: Oh stop your d@mn whining!

::Nikki slaps JT up side the head.::

Nikki: Take that!

BSW: Anyway folks back to the action and speaking of Hostile Youth, now going at it is Ashton Cain and CyberCyclone are going at it near the edge of the scaffold! CyberCyclone kicks Cain in the stomach and goes for a side kick which Cain ducks!!! CYBERCYCLONE IS SENT TO THE FLOOR! OH MY GOD! HE CRASHED INTO THE RING!

Nikki: Ouch! Thats gonna leave a mark.

JT: D@MN IT!

BSW: But the action still goes on. Oh no....ladies and gentlement Dane Wilt and Phelen Kell have just spotted eachother....this is a bad, bad thing. Look as they rush one another! Kell goes down on top of Wilt! They are just street brawling! Oh my god! Look at this! they're like two street thugs! Kell is pounding on Wilts face! Now Wilt flips over on top and begins head butting Kell! Total Animal Instinct here folks!

JT: Look now though! We have Black Assassin hanging off the side! But he refuses to let go! X-Treme is trying to kick him off of the edge! Black Assassin just grabbed X-Tremes leg and pulled him off the side! OH MY GOD! BOTH MEN JUST SMASHED INTO EACHOTHER ON THE CONCRETE BESIDE THE RING!!!

Nikki: Check out Jack in the Box and Thorn! Jack in the Box has Thorn up into a Power Bomb! Oh no I can't watch! Call it someone!

BSW: Oh no.....Jack in the Box has Thorn in the air and NO!!!! NO!!! HE JUST POWERBOMBED HIM OFF OF THE SIDE! THORN BOUNCES OFF THE GROUND AT THE BOTTOM! OH THIS IS SICK!!!! SICK!!!

JT: I know! I LOVE IT!

Nikki: Demented freak!

JT: Hey everyone needs a hobby.

BSW: But don't blink because there goes Jack in the Box aswell! Adam O'neill just Crecent Kicked him in the back of the skull Jack in the Box does a 360 in the air on the way to the ground!

JT: Check out Wilt and Kell man!

BSW: Phelen Kell and Dane Wilt still going at it! At the edge of the scaffolding! BOTH MEN ROLL OFF AND HANG ON!!! OH MY GOD! THEY ARE HANGING ONTO THE SIDE!!! ASHTON CAIN PICKS PHELEN UP ONTO THE SCAFFOLD!

JT: Wait a minute! Dane is doomed now! Look at Phelen Kell eyeing him up!

Nikki: Wait check this out! Phelen is helping Dane back up onto the scaffolding! Maybe Phelen wants to try and salvage the friendship? Maybe he isn't angry anymore?

BSW: NO! Kell DDTS Dane Wilt onto the scaffolding! He must wanna keep Dane in there until the end!

JT: Nikki you ditz! Kell and Wilt despise eachother! You thought they'd show compassion? Your dumber than I thought!

Nikki: Oh NOW your gonna get it!

::Nikki kicks JT in the groin from under the table.::

JT: Oh.....my......nuts.......eh...ehhe.

::JT falls off of his seat.::

Nikki: Guess I showed him'

BSW: Back to the action! Adam 'Neill folks has just been eliminated! Don't ask me how, but it looks as though he may have fallen off on his own!

JT: Hehe...idiot.

BSW: Ladies and gentlemen we've just recieved word that the Vietnam Veteran has arrived at the hospital and we should have more on him later in the show!

Nikki: I hope he's ok...

BSW: ?¿?, and CA brawling it out on the scaffolds. ?¿? with a clothesline! Ashton Cain comes out, and nails Fusion with a clothesline! Eric Cambell fighting with Shack! Shack grabs a chair! Swings it at his head! Cambell tips over, and falls down! Bubbles, and Billy Larson teaming up on Phelan Kell!

JT: Al Coholic, and Larson now brawling. Al with a shot to the face. DDT! Fugite grabs Ray, and throws him into the steel pole holding up the scaffolds! Reaper grabs Stalker, and sends him into the wood hard! Splinters! Ah! those things are killers! Dane Wilt, and Vince Jacobs are having a go here. Fusion, and Phelan brawling! Phelan grabs some razor wire, WHIPS HIS BACK!

Nikki: Da Bronx grabs High Flyer, low blow! Clothesline by Tony Davis! Vince Jacbos attacked by Billy Larson with a shovel! Phelan Kell going after Raynman! Phelan with shots left, and right! Lefts, and rights! Shack, and Al duking it out in another corner! Fusion, and Widomaker! Fusion grabs Widomaker by the throat, CHOKESLAM! EVERYONE FELT THAT POWER!

BSW: Stalker, and Bubbles! Look at Bubbles! He's got a beer bottle...SMACK! ACROSS THE FACE! GOOD LORD! GOOD LORD! BUBBLES WITH ANOTHER SHOT! STALKER FALLS OFF!!!!!! CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLES! BUBBLES IS LAUGHING! WAIT! HE JUMPED TO! WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?!?!? BUBBLES JUMPED OFF!!! HE JUMPED OFF! HE JUST KILLED HIM-SELF! WELL, NOT LITERALLY! BUT HE'S FREAKIN DONE!

JT: That's some messed up stuff right there!

Nikki: Cambell, and Ashton having a fight. Ashton picks him up, GORRILLA PRESS! WHAT A GORRILLA PRESS! Fugite, and Shack. Shack grabs him, but gets poked in the eyes. Double armed ddt from Jacobs! Dane Wilt, with an elbow to Shack! Reaper, and ?¿? exchanging chair shots! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Double smack! They both fall to the scaffold!

BSW: Da Bronx, and Raging One! Look at the Extreme Champ, killing him! Rights, and lefts from Raging One. Pedigree! Hey wait! That's the Shack Attack! Raging One taunting Shack who is being beat to hell on the ground from Vince Jacobs, and Al Coholic. High Flyer with a heel kick to the face of Phelan! Tony Davis, and Widomaker, and CA brawling it out right now.

JT: Shack fighting back! Grabs Al, HAPPY HOUR! HE HIT IT ON AL! Here comes Widowmaker! Backbody drop! He lands on his feet! ?¿? grabs him, THROWS HIM OFF THE SCAFFOLD! GEEZIST! WHAT A LANDING THROUGH THE TABLES! OHH MY GODDDD!!!!!!! IM GOING TO LOSE MY VOICE HERE, BODIES DROPPING LIKE FLYS!

Nikki: Eric Cambell, and Ashton fighting. Ashton, and Phelan teaming up on Cambell now. Stomping the hell out of em! Fugite grabbed by Raynman. Al Coholic grabs Raynman, CHOKE SLAM! SHACK NAILS AL COHOLIC! Dane Wilt, and Larson now fighting across the scaffolds. Larson grabs him, PILEDRIVER! GEEZIST! BUSTED HIM OPEN! LARSON, ALREADY BLOODIED.

BSW: Tony Davis, and Reaper now killing each other. Reaper grabs his hair, SMACKS HIS FACE ON THE FLOOR.  Tony Davis with a cheap shot to Reaper. Reaper with a clothesline! Phelan Kell grabs Widomaker, SLAM! Dane Wilt, has Shack by the hair, into a steel pole! Shack tumbles to the ground.

JT: Raynman has Da Bronx Bro, smacks him with a broom! Ashton Cain is watching Raynman beat the hell out o Da Bronx Bro. Raynman grabs a chair, SMACKS IT ON DA BRONX BRO! ANOTHER SMACK! AND ONE MORE FOR GOODLUCK! DA BRONX BRO IS HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE! ONE MORE SHOT! Ashton nails Raynman with a steel bar! RAYNMAN FALLS OFF DAMNIT! THREW THE TABLES! GEEZIST! RAYNMAN IS DONE! HE'S GONE!

Nikki: MAY MAYHEM IS CRAZY! Vince, and Widowmaker are destorying each other. Billy Larson, and ?¿? are killing each other! Shack grabs ?¿?, and pedigrees him! Wow! What a' move!! Dane Wilt, held by Phelan. Ashton has a 2x4. He winds it up! Dane ducks! ASHTON STOPS! PHELAN GRABS THE 2X4, DANE GETS UP PHELAN SWINGS! DANE DUCKS AGAIN, PHELAN NAILS ASHTON! ASHTON FALLS ON THE GROUND!

BSW: ASHTON IS KNOCKED OUT COLD! Eric Cambell runs up, and attacks Phelan! Shack, and Raging One are having gut check. Shack nails him, Raging One fires back with a hard shot! Reaper runs at Shack, Shack boots him, DDT! Raging One is now on top of Shack beating the hell out of him!

JT: Da Bronx, and High Flyer. High Flyer grabs him by the tights, german suplex! Oh geez! I think they cracked the SCAFFOLD! HOLY CRAP! HOLY CRAP! DID THEY?!?!? Dane Wilt has Larson, MISPLACED A FACE BUSTER, AND LANDS ON HIS ANUS! Al Coholic has ?¿?, and tosses him on the scaffold. Ashton is up! He runs at Phelan! Phelan moves out of the way. Everyone is staring at these two men. Tag team partners.

Nikki: Ashton looking down Phelan, thinking he hit em on purpose. Ashton grabs a singapore cain, and is staring at Phelan. Phelan grabs a chair. End of Hostile Youth?!!? WHAT THE HELL?! ASHTON NAILS WIDOWMAKER! WIDOWMAKER FALLS OFF! GOOD GOD! GOOD GOD! PHELAN NAILS DAIVS! WHO FALLS TO THE SCAFFOLD FLOOR.

BSW: Da Bronx Bro tangling with CA. CA slams him hard, follows it up with a big huge elbow to the stomach! Raging One grabs CA, CA elbows him, STUNNER! Shack is laughing at Raging One! ?¿? grabs Shack, BACKWARDS DDT! Shack is not laughing now huh?

JT: I guess not. That's not funny you idiot! Larson with a series of leg drops to Shack! Larson gets him up, SNAP SUPLEX! He holds his back in pain. Tony Davis runs up to Al, and smacks him. Al turns around, kick, NECK BREAKER! Look at the Nikki!

Nikki: I saw it, what are you trying to say Im stupid??

JT: No of course not.

Nikki: I think that's what your saying.

JT: Your wrong!

*SMACK!*

JT: Hey!

Nikki: Fugite, and Eric Cambell exchanging lefts, and rights. Cambell with a head but sends Fugite to the ground. Eric Cambell gets him up, GRABS HIS THROAT! LIFTS HIM UP.......CHOKESLAM! OFF THE SCAFFOLD! THROUGH THE TABLES! THE MAN IS DEAD!

BSW: WELL SAID NIKKI! Here comes Reaper, kick, stunner! Shack, and Larson brawling again. Shack gets him up, DVD! Larson holding his head. Shack kicks him, neck breaker! Reaper, and Al having a fight! Phelan, and CA brawling. While High Flyer, and Davis go at it! Reaper runs at Al, Al ducks, Shack trips him. Shack ankles him! TIGHTY UNDERWEAR! SHACK SMACKS HIS BUT WITH A CHAIR, AND HE FALLS OFF THE SCAFFOLD!!! GEEZ! FUNNY!

JT: AHAHAHAHAHHAHA! HEY REAPER, BOXERS, OR BREIFS!

Angel- Shut up!!!

BSW- Before Jt gets slapped lets go back to the war going on above us.  Phelan Kell just tombstoned Dane Wilt onto the scaffold. The Raging One sneaks up behind Kell and a snap suplex almost sends kell flying off the scaffold.Kell is tettering on the edge of the Scaffold as Tony davis runs over to help the Raging One to take Kell out. But No the raging One has just pushed Tony Davis off the edge of the scaffold! What the hell I thought they were in the same stable!! The Raging One has elimanated Tony Davis. Is this a bid for power or is the Raging One breaking away from X4? The Raging One just leveled by a drop kick from ?¿?. Erik Campbell was just scop slamed by high  Flyer and is now being rolled twoard the edge. But Fusion comes to his aide with a shoulder tackle onto High Flyer sending him into one of the rods holding up the scaffold.

JT- Break his back..Stin...I mean Fusion!!

Angel- This has been a great match. All those hot beefy bodies beating each other. Kind of makes me wet.

JT- Oh yeah big puppies and a wet cat. What else could JT ask for.

BSW- That is just plain nasty.

Angel- Soooo wet....

JT- Super soaker baby...

BSW- Okay! And back to the match at hand we have a battle of giants going on up their  Fusion, Billy Larson, The Raging One, and the mysterious one all pounding on each other. Fusion goes down from a double ax handle by the Raging One. And now Larson and the Raging One with a double suplex on ?¿?. The raging One and Larson are now stomping on ?¿? together. Dane Wilt has just gorilla pressed slamed Erik Cambell off the scaffold. Erik Cambell has been elimanaed by Dane Wilt. Billy Larson and the raging One have formed an unlikely duo for the time being and are beating the crap out of Vince Jacobs. ?¿? and Fusion are slowly getting up as Dane Wilt just got clotheslined by Kell. High Flyer is tring to drop Al Coholic with a standing drop kick but to no avail. Al grabbed him from the edge and powered bombed him into the scaffold. Al turns around to meet a super kick from Justin Shack that sends him dangerously close to the edge. Billy Larson and the Raging One look ready to double powerbomb Vince over the edge. And they do it Vince Jacobs has been eliminated and so has High Flyer. Dane wilt kicked him over the edge he has been eliminated.

BSW: This match has been great! Crazy as hell! Al Coholic, and Da Bronx are dueling it out in one area of the scaffold network. Al with a shot to the face. Al kicks him DDT! The whole network shook! Geez! Al Coholic! Al runs at Phelan, and kicks him in the nuts! What a nut shot!

JT: Haha. Good one Scott, now shut up. Justin Shack runs at Fusion knocking him down on his buttocks. Shack gets him up, lefts, and rights to the face of Fusion. Shack boots him in the face. Fusion now getting up, grabs Shack, and throws him into the steel bar holding up the scaffolds! Geez! Shack nailed it! He's hanging off! No! DON'T FALL! Shack holding on for dear life! Please Fusion, don't do it! Fusion runs, Shack nails him with a hard shot to the face, DDT!

Nikki: Larson, and Dane Wilt are having a slobber knocker! Larson whips Dane into the scaffold wood! Larson, who came out of a brutal match with Assassin. Larson winning that match may I add. He beat Black Assassin in which was a fantastic match from both wrestlers. Dane with a shot to Larson. Brainbuster!

BSW: Larson holding his head. Phelan comes over, and nails Dane Wilt with a hard right hand! Phelan pounding away on Dane Wilt. Phelan grabs Dane, snap suplex! Justin Shack runs at Phelan, and knocks him over. Al Coholic, and ?¿? are brawling in another corner! Raging One nails Shack. Shack kicks him, flap jack!

JT: Ken War grabs Jax Stone, and throws him into a CA clothesline! Wow! Jax Stones head was just took off! That was vicious. Larson, and Fusion having a go. Jaw breaker on Larson! Larson falls to the ground. How can he win this thing?! Raging One runs at Shack but Al blocks him, kick, HAPPY HOUR! HAPPY HOUR! CONNECTED IT! Al Coholic looks at Shack, exstanding a hand! Haha! A hand! No Shack, you can't be serious!

Nikki: Can we see a reformation? Al looking at Shack. Larson runs at Shack, Shack nails him down! Shack exstands a hand! Wait! Kick from Shack! Shack Attack! Shack Attack! That sitting pedigree! ?¿?, and Dane Wilt exchanging lefts, and rights. Kick by ?¿?, piledriver! What a piledriver! Ken War attacks ?¿? from behind with a double ax handle. Ken War slaps a sleeper, ?¿? with a jaw breaker! Shack with a bulldog on Ken War!

BSW: Fusion grabs CA by the hair, hard shot to the throat! Fusion with a leg drop! CA gasping for any air he can breathe in! Jax Stone, and Al. There tagging up against Da Bronx Bro. Beating the hell out of the Bro. Wait! Bronx Bor fires back at Al, and Stone! Bronx with a gut shot, elbow to the head! Shack runs at Raging One, and dropkicks his knees.

JT: Ken War, and Phelan brawling in the center of it all. Phelan with a chop, Ken War fires back with one of his own. Phelan kicks him. Ken kicks Phelan. Double clothesline! Both of them fall down. Jax Stone, and Dane Wilt having a go around. Dane Wilt punching away on him. Knocks Stone to the ground. CA goes over to Al. Al meets him with a hard right hand, another, another, dropkick! Knocks CA off his feet!

Nikki: Justin Shack runs to Phelan, and is clobbering him with rights, and lefts! Phelan fires back with shots of his own! Shack, and Phelan kicking the crap out of each other! Shack gets him up, hard blow! Phelan fires back causing Shack to tumble over a laid out Ken War. Dane Wilt grabs Larson, powerbomb! ?¿? runs behind Fusion, turns him around, slaps his ears!

BSW: Jax Stone, goes over to Shack, and picks him up. Shack, and Stone tap each other on the back. Fusion runs at ?¿?, and clotheslines the hell out of him! ?¿? laughing at this! Haha! Yeah it's funn aint it?! Justin Shack goes to Raging One, and kicks him in the nuts! Swinging neck breaker! The impact heard that shook the arena! Shack now standing over Raging One. Telling him off, and then gives him the finger! From behind comes Al, clothesline! Shack falls to the ground!

JT: Jax Stone, runs in, and blocks Al. Shack gets up, and throws Stone out of the way, and spears Al to the ground! Larson, and Ken War brawling it out. Ken War with a stunner! Larson falls over him out cold. Da Bronx Bro comes over to CA. He tells CA to suck it, CA says no. Well nice answer. CA kicks him in the nuts, and tells him to suck it, and then DDT's him! That's his finisher!!

Nikki: Is Bronx Bro going off the scaffold! OH GOD GET READY! IT'S LIKE RIDING A ROLLERCOASTER, AND YOUR AT THE DROP. CA gets up Bronx Bro, attempts to throw him off, NO! BRONX BOR BLOCKED IT, KICKS CA, ROCK BOTTOM! A ROCK BOTTOM! CA holding his back in desperate pain. Larson, and ?¿? teaming up on Shack, and Raging One. All four men beating the hell out of each other. Wait. There all looking at each other, Shack attacks Raging One! ?¿? attacks Larson! This match is crazy as hell!

BSW: Wait! LOOK UP AT THE TOP OF THE CEILING! IT'S A NET! FILLED WITH CHAIRS, TABLES, BATS, BARBED WIRE, RAZOR WIRE, STEEL BARS, EVERYTHING! HOLY....

JT: Goose poop!

BSW: This is some.......

JT: Crazy stuff.

BSW: IWO has lost there.....

JT: Darn.

BSW: Marbles. The net realesed! DOWN COMES THE CRASHING WEAPONS! GEEZ! ALL THE WRESTLERS FELL DOWN! THERE'S WEAPONS COVERING THE NETWORK OF SCAFFOLDS! Barbed wire bats! Steel chairs! Steel bars! Mouse traps, hey it looks like Ken War is at home.

JT: Yeah your right.

Nikki: Fusion getting up. He grabs a cookie sheet. Shack getting up as well with barbed wire. He wraps it around Fusions neck! Choking him! Damn! Fusion is screaming! Someone help! ?¿? grabs a chair, and runs at Ken War. Chair shot! Smack! To the head! Larson attacked by Al Coholic. Al has a beer bottle, BREAKS IT OVER LARSONS HEAD! LARSON IS BUSTED OPEN!

BSW: CA runs at Raging One, but is met with a bat shot to the stomach! Shot to the head! Geez! Raging One now clearing the entire wrestlers out with that bat! He stands alone on the scaffold, well not alone. The only man standing. Wait! Dane Wilt behind him, low blow! Chair shot knocks Raging One down!

JT: Ken War, and Shack smacking each other with chair shots! Phelan Kell looks at Shack. Grabs him by the throat, Shack low blows him! Face buster! Phelan goes down! Al, and ?¿? are beating the hell out of each other with a singapore cane. They keep handing it to each other, then smacking themselves, see who'll fall first?

Nikki: Well Al clotheslines him, so I guess that's over! Bronx Bro, and Jax Stone fighting. Jax Stone picks up a steel bar! Clonk! OVER THE HEAD! STONE WITH ANOTHER SHOT KNOCKS HIM OFF!!!!!!!!!! DAMNIT!!!! BRONX BRO GOT KNOCKED OFF!!!!! GEEZ!!!! THROUGH THE TABLES!!!!! I THINK HE'S DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET THE EMTS! GOD THAT WAS A SICKNING SOUND! GOOD LORD!

BSW: GEEZIST! BRONX BRO GONE FROM THIS MATCH!

JT: Did you hear that!?!?!?!? ?¿? grabbed by Al, and thrown onto the scaffold floor. Al is stomping a mud hole in him. Grabs a beer bottle, SMACK DACK OVER THE HEAD! ?¿? falls to the ground. Larson, and Fusion are taking each other to the limit! Ken War grabs Al Coholic, THE DROP! THE DROP! AL COHOLIC HAS BEEN LAID OUT!

Nikki: Da Bronx Bro grabbed Chris Anthony, dropped on a table! CA sets up a table. Grabs Da Bronx Bro, POWERBOMB! GEEZ! WHAT A MOVE! WHAT A MOVE! CA clotheslined by Shack! Dane Wilt, and Phelan brawling. ?¿? kicking, and punching at Ken War. Ken War takes it all in, and clotheslines him! Gets up, and stares at Ken War with an evil look. Wait from behind AL WITH A SHOT KNOCKS ?¿? OFF!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! ?¿? HAS FALLLEN OFF!!!!!!!!!! GEEZ!!!!

BSW- Dane Wilt and Billy Larson are going at it now! Larson with the upper hand! Lefts and rights! LARSON CLOTHESLINES DANE OVER THE SCAFFOLD!! NO!! DANE HOLDS ON!! BARELY!

JT- Raging One and Ken War are having a war of their own right now! Ken War with a kick to the gut! DDT onto the scaffold! Raging One's head just bounced off that metal scaffold! War is laying the boots to TRO now!!

Nikki- Jax Stone and Chris Anthony are grappling! INCOMING! JUSTIN SHACK AND AL COHOLIC DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE JAX AND CA! Now Shack and Al trade fists! Al slaps Shack across the face! Al POWERBOMBES SHACK DOWN ONTO THE SCAFFOLD!

BSW- Fusion runs and clotheslines Ken War down! Fusion picks War up!! EXTINCTION LEVEL EVENT (Corkscrew Tombstone) ONTO THE SCAFFOLD!! WHAT A MOVE!! WAR IS OUT COLD! Wait! Raging One ambushes Fusion! These two had a war just last month at Blood Showers in which Fusion came away the victor! Now Raging One with the upper hand! Raging One hooks Fusion's leg! Russion LegSweep down onto the scaffold!

JT- Dane Wilt and Billy Larson are still going at it! WAIT! HERE COMES PHELEN KELL! Now three of the IWO's top young superstars are facing off! Kell and Wilt are double teaming Larson! They still have some ties throughout all the animocity they have gone through! WAIT! WILT WITH A CHEAP SHOT ON KELL! Wilt picks Kell up..PILEDRIVER onto the scaffold!

Nikki- Jax Stone, Chris Anthony and Al Coholic are all going to work on Justin Shack! That loudmouth is finally getting what he deserves! Triple stomps down on the head of Shack! Remember folks! Only 10 men remain! Stone and Anthony exchange words! THEY GO AT IT AGAIN! Stone lifts Anthony up! ANTHONY FLIPS OVER! CA'S WILD RIDE ON JAX STONE!! Al is checking it out!

BSW- Fusion and The Raging One are still going at it! WAIT!! WAR FROM BEHIND!!! THE RAGING ONE GOES OVER THE SCAFFOLD!!!! FUSION GOES OVER!! DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE BY WAR AND WE ARE DOWN TO EIGHT MEN!!

JT- Larson and Wilt are double teaming Phelen Kell! Larson grabs Kell...DDT!! HE HOLDS ON!! ARMAGEDDON (Front Facelock)!!!! Wilt stomps away at the fallen Kell!! Larson lets go and tries to dump Kell over the scaffold! WAIT! WILT THROWS LARSON OVER!!!

JT- LARSON HOOKS HIS FOOT IN THE WIRING!!! HE HOLDS ON!! HE'S BACK ON!! LARSON DOUBLE CLOTHESLINES KELL AND WILT! HE IS ON A MISSION!!

Nikki- Anthony has Jax Stone locked in the Wild Ride! Jax is feeling supreme pain here folks! Al is checking it out! Al turns...SHACK WITH A POKE TO THE EYE! SHACKED 4 LIFE (Tilt-O-Whirl Slam)!!!!! AL HAS BEEN SHACKED 4 LIFE! Shack picks Al up...AND TOSSES HIS FORMER TAG TEAM PARTNER OVER! WE ARE DOWN TO SEVEN MEN!!! LUCKY SEVEN BABY!! EITHER DANE WILT, BILLY LARSON, PHELEN KELL, KEN WAR, JAX STONE, CHRIS ANTHONY OR JUSTIN SHACK WILL MEET EITHER ZOMBIE OR TITAN NEXT MONTH!!!

Nikki: War's perfromance has been miraculous after having his face burned at the hands of Chris Anthony and the Raging One earlier tonight. He's now battling with Jax Stone. German suplex from War will take an extra toll because Stone's head was hitting steel instead of the mat.

BSW: Justin Shack and Chris Anthony are fighting it out. Atomic drop from Shack. He clotheslines CA down. Larson and Wilt are having an amazing war on another one of the scaffolds. Spiccoli Driver from Larson on Wilt. Dane's is bleeding bigt ime from the head. Larson picks him up. He goes for a Tiger Driver, bit Wilt is able to get out of it. Face Lift, but Larson ducks under and nails Wilt with a flying forearm. Larson nearly rolled off the cage after hitting that.

JT: Stone is now working on War. This is great to watch. Stone with a sidewalk slam on War. War has been burned, and now he's being battered more. This is great. What action we've had. Although, if Inferno was here, he could take them all out.

Nikki: JT, he's gone, you can stop kissing his ass.

BSW: Anthony with a flying bulldog on Shack. He drove Shack's head into the steel. He's going to try and suplex Shack off the scaffold, but Shack is blocking it. Shack nails a suplex of his own.

Nikki: Dane, tha cutie pie, was just on the receiving end of a Larson piledriver. That pretty face of his is being shredded on that scaffold. Now Larson rubs Wilt's face into scaffold. Dane is a bloody mess. His hair is turning red.

BSW: This match has been insane so far. This whole pay-per-view has been insane. And we still have Titan and Zombie in one of the most-anticipated match in IWO history to go. But right now, we still have six men giving it their all on top of this scaffold. War goes for a German suplex, but Stone lands on his feet. He goes for a Frankensteiner, but War catches him and nails him with a power bomb. Stone's head bounced off the steel. Now War nails stone with an elbow. On the other side, Shack attempts a clothesline on CA, but CA ducks and grabs the arm of Shack. CA's Wild Ride! He's got CA's Wild Ride locked on!

JT: What a fool. There are no submissions in this match.

BSW: True, JT, but if he can render that right arm of Shack useless, he'll be much easier to eliminate. Shack is in major pain, tapping out like crazy. Dane Wilt makes the save by nailing the facelift on CA from behind. Anthony wobbles, and nearly falls off the cage, but holds on and hits a shoulderblock on Dane. Larson comes over and kicks Shack's already injured arm. Larson rakes the face of Shack with his boot. Now Larson spits on Shack. Larson's ego has been greatly enlarged after his victories over the Vietnam Veteran.

Nikki: No doubt about that. Look at Jax Stone and Ken War. War is seemingly obsessed with getting revenge on Stone for his two victories over him. War nails Stone with a neckbreaker. He picks up Stone and delivers a powerslam. On another scaffold, Chris Anthony bodyslams Dane Wilt. He goes to follow with an elbowdrop, but Wilt moves. Both men get to their feet. Kick o the stomach from Wilt, but his foot is caught by Anthony. Enziguiri attempt by Wilt, but CA ducks it. Dane lands on his foot, however. Another enziguiri attempt, and this time he connects.

JT: Larson and Shack are having a staredown. Larson slaps Shack. Shack pushes Larson. Larson pushes Shack. Shack grabs Larson. T-Bone suplex on Larson. Shack gets a roar out of the crowd. He may not be the most poular guy, but those idiots hate Larson. I have no idea why. Just because he's talented and has a good looking chick next to him, they hate him. Probably envy.

Nikki: The fact that he's an a**hole probably has something to do with it.

BSW: Nikki, watch the language, there are children watching. Back to the action. CA nails Dane with a bulldog. Dane is down, but CA moves away from him and seeks out Justin Shack. Shack is setting up for a tombstone piledriver on Larson, but CA kicks him in the back of the head. Shack drops Larson and turns around. CA and Shack trade punches. Larson nails Shack from behind. CA and Larson double team on Shack. They pick him up. Double DDT! Well executed. They high five. But now Larson nails CA. That partnership didn't last too long. CA responds with a big right hand to the jaw of Larson. Meanwhile, Dane Wilt is back up. He's over by War and Stone. He hangs back and watches as those two pound on each other. Tilt-a-whirl backbreaker from Stone. He follows it right up with a fisherman's suplex. Wilt uses this as an opportunity to join the fray with a diving splash onto both men.

JT: This is nuts. Wilt is going to work on both men now. He picks up War and delivers a backbreaker. Now he picks up Stone and applies a fireman's carry. Make that a spinning fireman's carry into a Spiccoli Driver. Nice move. This guy is really impressing me.

BSW: Over on the other side, Larson has applied a spinning full nelson on Chris Anthony. This is the move Ken Patera used to break necks with back in the 80s. CA is grimacing in pain. Shack clips Larson from behind, and that breaks the hold, however. Shack waits for Larson to get up before nailing him with a face slam. He sees CA standing precariosuly close to the edge. Shack charges. CA backdrops Shack off the scaffold!

JT: What a fall!

Eliminated- Justin Shack

Nikki: CA looks rather pleased with himself.

BSW: As well as he should. We are down to the last five men and he is one of them.
Also among those five are Dane Wilt, Ken War and Jax Stone, who are all battling over on one side of the scaffold network. War is going to try and deliver the Drop off the scaffold on Stone, but Stone fights it. War gives up on it and instead elbows Stone on the head. Wilt appears to be readying for the Face Lift on War. Here it comes. War duccks and it nails Stone! He goes flying off the cage, and we are down to four men!

Eliminated- Jax Stone

Nikki: War is looking around. He sees Chris Anthony on the other side of the cage, still battling with Billy Larson. Here comes War toward him. Thesz Press from War! He pounds away on the head of Chris Anthony. Anthony is trying to cover up. Larson gives a hand to War by stomping on the head of Anthony. Wilt comes over and nails Larson. War gets up off of Anthony. He pulls Anthony up, but Anthony gets him with a low blow!

BSW:This has been an unbeliveable match so far! Looks like we still have Ken War, Dane Wilt, Chris Anthony, Phelen Kell, and Billy Larson.

Nikki:We have Dane and Phelen going at it, Chris Anthony and Billy Larson going at it and Ken War is takeing a bit of a breather it looks like.

JT:Look at Larson nail Chris Anthony with those rights! Chris is down! Just roll him off lets see some more bodys drop here!

BSW:Now we have Phelen who just scooped Dane up and slamed him right on the scaffold...Phelen is now stomping his former friend.

JT:Hey Phelen was luckey he had a friend like Dane...you know someone to show him the ropes to the wrestleing world!

Nikki:Come on! Dane was brought here by Phelen and learned everything he knows from Phelen...Dane would be nothing with out Phelen!

BSW:Ken War just nailed Chris Anthony from behind! Some bad blood their if you remember last Monday night Meltdown! Now Ken War stomping away at CA...and up is Larson who just nailed CA with a clothes line! And Ken War just grabbed on to Larson's leg and tripped him and now those two are rolling from side to side punching each other.

Nikki:Phelen has Dane back up and just gave him one hell of a chop to the chest! That made an echo through the entire arena.  Now He has Dane and just tossed him across the scaffold and Dane slipped off!

JT:Yeah, but he hung on and he is squirming back and forth trying to get back on!

BSW:Kell is now heading over to CA, War, and Larson.  Speaking of Larson he just head butted War right in the nose and just gave him an eye rake.  Now Anthony is stomping both of them and here comes Kell from behind and grabs Anthony around his waist and its a release belly to back suplex! In a normal situation that would be nothing...but as we've seen so far this match...this is far from normal!

JT:Now Kell has War and just picked him up, but War with a thumb to the eyes of Kell! Now Larson is up and is heading towards the struggleing Dane Wilt!

Nikki:Kill that male showvanist pig Larson!

JT:Think who you just said that to.

Nikki:Shutup!

JT:War has Kell now and a DDT on the scaffolding! It shook on that one!

BSW:Anthony is up and sees Keel on his hands and knees and War right in front of him and RUNS AT KELL AND SPRING BOARDS OFF HIS BACK AND DROP KICKS WAR RIGHT IN THE KISSER!

JT:Now Larson is at Dane who is just now rolling up on the scaffold.  Larson starts stomping him right away!

Nikki:Kill him! Kill him!

BSW:Kell is back up and just got nailed by a European upper cut by Anthony! Ken War is still down.  Now Anthony is takeing cheap shots on both Kell and War.

Nikki:We have Larson who has Dane on his feet now and just gave him a hard hitting side walk slam! Dane is going to die in only his second IWO match!

BSW:Now Kell just grabbed Anthony's leg right after he took another cheap stomp on him...War just grabbed his other leg...they have him on his back now and its a wish bone! Ouch that has to hurt!

Nikki:Larson has Dane Wilt back up and is tradeing punches with him...ewww...Dane just nailed Larson with a low blow! Dane grabs Larson and its a Hurrica Ranna on the scaffolding!

JT:Now Kell and War tradeing blows and Kell just grabbed him and a spine buster! Kell is takeing a second to show off for the crowd and Anthony just nailed Phelen from behind with a bull dog.

BSW:Someone just nailed Anthony though! Who is that? Its Mad Max...where did he come from? He just clothes lined Chris Anthony and now has him up and just tossed him right off the scaffold!

JT:Crash!

ELIMINATED:Chris Anthony

Nikki:Look at Mad Max now just stareing at CA from up top...he just jumped off the scaffold and crash landed on Chris!

ELIMINATED:Mad Max

BSW: Five men remain!

JT: Billy Larson, Jax Stone, Phelan Kell, Ken War, and Dane Wilt!

BSW:

JT: Kell is bringing Larson up in the suplex and brings him FACE DOWN with that patented Gordbuster suplex! A stomp to the back of the head, and the Phelan is RELENTLESS!

BSW: He's just unloading on Larson, and doesn't it just heal up a part of your soul whenever you hear the "thwack" of Larson's skull hitting that wooden scaffold? HA HA HA HA HA!!!

Nikki: That's wood?

JT: What a ditz!

*SMACK*

JT: A punch to those sore ribs, a follow-up reverse russian leg sweep from Kell, and now he's giving it to the crowd!!!

BSW: Well, I hope they kept that hospital room nice and tidy for Larson, because he's gonna come back for a second visit REALLY soon!

JT: The fans are goin' berserk, and Kell is lucky that he's high up there, where it's hard for people to hit him with drinks and water bottles! Seriously, Forte needs to have a disclaimer on that, a wrestler could really get seriously hurt!

BSW: Meanwhile, Ken War and Jax Stone are battling out near the edge of one of the scaffolds!

JT: WAIT! DANE WILT COMES OUT OF NOWHERE AND IS HEADED TOWARDS JAX STONE!

BSW: JUMPKICK BUT JAX MOVES! DANE WILT NAILS KEN WAR WHO GOES FLYING OFF THE SCAFFOLDS!

JT: And then there were four!

BSW: It looks like Larson wants a piece of Dane Wilt as the two pair off and Jax goes after Phelan!

JT: Larson and Wilt hop to a different scaffold as they exchange punches.

Nikki: This isn't looking good!

BSW: LOOK AT JAX STONE! HE JUST TOSSED KELL OFF THE SCAFFOLD!

JT: but luckily, onto a cable hangin from it!

BSW: We are at well over 40 minutes, and it's been over 40 minutes of PURE DESTRUCTION! And yet NOT ONE FAN has gotten up for a beer or a hot dog! And I'm SURE there's a lot of people out there holding it in!

JT: Kell is starting to climb back up.VERY slowly I might add. You've got to give it to the tag champ, he's probably taken the very best that Stone's gonna be able to give.

BSW: The Denver FREAKS are cheering their ass off, like it's some kind of new found holiday today! Good grief - and this is the town with the NUGGETS, kids. Optimism around here is as rare as a virgin stripper.

Nikki: SCOTT!

BSW: Sorry.heh.

JT: Kell has finally made his way back up, and both of them are down on one knee, catching some HEEEEAVY breaths.

BSW: Now's your chance, Jax - get up and snap into him with that Eliminator! C'mon!

JT: They're both up and they're trading right hand shots again! Back and forth and Stone catches his arm with a block! He rings him around in an arm-bar and he MISSES a short arm clothesline - and KELL CATCHES HIM ON THE WAY OUT WITH A NECKBREAKER!

BSW: There's an exchange for the replays, armbar, missed clothesline and immediately after the miss, Kell grabs the head and bends that spine with a textbook neckbreaker!

JT: Meanwhile Wilt and Larson are ???

BSW: TALKING?!

JT: They seem to have some kind of plan!

BSW: LOOK! LARSON AND WILT ARE CHARGING FULL SPEED AT KELL AND STONE! THE KNOCK BOTH MEN OFF!!!!

JT: PHELAN KELL AND JAX STONE HAVE BEEN-

BSW: WAIT! I SEE A HAND! PHELAN KELL IS HANGING ON!!

JT: Jax Stone has fallen though.

Nikki: There went my pick!

JT: Jax has proven something to all of IWO tonight fans. He is now among the IWO Elite, and we should only see good things from him in the future!

BSW: Wait! DANE AND LARSON ARE ARGUING! AND WHAT'S THIS?! PHELAN USES HIS FREE HAND.....AND HE HAS THE ANKLE OF DANE WILT!

JT: NO!! NO!! PHELAN KELL JUST JERKED DANE WILT OFF THE SCAFFOLD

BSW: DANE WILT HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!!!!!

JT: And Phelan is back up as he stands eye to eye with Billy Larson.

BSW: OUCH! PHELAN FALLS TO HIS KNEES AND DELIVERS A LOW BLOW!

JT: NOW KELL HAS HIM UP! BRAINBUSTER! OUCH! MAN, THIS IS BAD!

BSW: A wrestler's getting seriously hurt right now, and that's due to the fact that Kell is grinding his skull into mush! A brain buster on that harsh scaffold, and ladies and gentleman, we've struck oil!

JT: You're right, Scot - it looks like Larson's face is busted open, and for good reason too! Kell doesn't care, though, as he lays the hammer down with a spine-tingling cradle neckbreaker!!!

BSW: Somewhere far from the United States, probably in Romania or something, there's a little boy crying right now. It's too bad Larson doesn't have any more dedicated fans.

JT: The fans here are irate enough as it is, Kell has dominated this whole match!

BSW: Well, DUUUUH - all the people who didn't call this one, please raise your right hand.

JT: Kell brings him up methodically and floors him with a telegraphed right hand shot.and he's just measuring him now. Kell pulls him up for more punishment, and HE JUST THREW HIM TO THE FANS!!!

BSW: HOLEEEEEEE!!!

JT: And Kell just shrugs mockingly at the crowd!!! What a puke!

BSW: Hey, just a second.the ref's not calling for the bell.

JT: Wait!!!! Thank the heavens!!!

*The camera focuses in on Larson, who's hanging onto one of the bars of the support structure, perilously close to the fans below.*

BSW: God dammit, why can't Larson just DIE?!?!

JT: Larson's lucky that it's hit the GROUND - he's a good foot from the crowd and if he believed in God, he'd be than Larson the almighty right now!

BSW: And Kell doesn't even notice - he's just cackling up there!!!

JT: Larson's slowly making his way back up and now Kell is finally realizing the bell isn't being rung.

BSW: Hurry up and finish him before he gets back up, Phelan!!!

Nikki: He won't get back p guys!

JT: Kell is just now looking down at the ref, and the ref is pointing to the back of the Phelan, where Larson's just now reaching the edge!

BSW: Wait - Kell is smiling like a drug dealer in Chicago. He's just walking over there and.

JT: AW, MAN!!

BSW: YES! He stomps on his hand, I love it!!! Stomp it some more, Phelan - make him feel in the morning!!!

JT: Another stomp, and Larson's hanging on one arm - the crowd's going insane!

BSW: Would YOU be relaxed if a professional wrestler was about to fall on YOUR head?

JT: Kell stomps agai-NO, Larson has his foot! Larson's got ahold of his foot!!!

BSW: Oh, no. Phelan ain't no ballerina - that means he's gonna.

JT: Kell is going over!!!! NOOOO, he's got a hold of the edge! BOTH MEN are hanging for their lives over the Denver crowd!!!

BSW: Now would not be a very good time for an earthquake to strike.

Nikki: There aren't earthquakes in Texas silly!

BSW: We are in Colorado Nikki!

Nikki: Oh.

JT: Both men need to - Kell misses with a grab for Larson's foot!

BSW: These guys are NUTS!! Hang or fight, MAKE UP YOUR MIND, DON'T do BOTH!!!

JT: Larson with a kick to the face, and the crowd is juiced for Kell to take the downward spiral!

BSW: And there's not much that Kell can do, 'cause if he tries to block it with his hand, he risks a chance of getting knocked off.

JT: Another kick to the mask of the Phelan, and it looks like Larson's got the right idea! A big boot to the - Kell has his foot!!!

BSW: Now the shoe's on the other foot, or in the other hand, or on the.BAAAAAH!

JT: A backhand by Larson and Kell is losing his grip and - he's falling but he's got ahold of Larson's leg!

BSW: Look at this!!! Kell is hanging onto Larson, who's hanging onto the ledge.whatta situation THIS is.

JT: Kell is slowly starting to climb up, using Larson as a ladder - Larson's squirming, but he can't do anything about it.

BSW: THIS is smart thinkin' on Kell' part, using his opponent as a ladder to climb to success - and then once he gets up there, start the stompin' one more time, HA HA HA!!!

JT: He's almost there and wait, he just - AAAAAIIEEEEEE --

BSW: NO, I'm BLIND!!!

Nikki: This isn't the time for blonde jokes!

JT: Huh?

*SMACK*

JT: What was that for?!

BSW: Ah, you two stop!

JT: There's a full moon tonight, and it's not even that late! Kell loses his grip and he FALLS DOWN TO - no, he's holding onto one of those support bars too.

BSW: Thank god for that - now Larson has an opportunity to pull them tights up, even though *shudders* it seems like some of the ladies enjoyed the free "cheek peek."

JT: Larson's starting to pull himself up, and so is Kell and - wait, what is Kell doing?

BSW: He's messing with the support structure, like he's pulling out a support cable or something.ingenious.

JT: Larson's on the scaffold now, and he's takin' the opportunity to check and make sure all of those ribs are still there, and Kell has gotten one of those security cables undone! What the hell is he thinking?!

BSW: He's thinking choke the damn fairy out THEN pitch him off the scaffold like the piece of trash that he is.

JT: This is gone WAY past insane, fans. Kell is finally making his way up, and Larson's just finally making his way back to his feet.

BSW: Kell needs to hurry up and get back on the scaffold, because he was on top of the match before we started this 'hanging' business.

JT: Larson's gonna capitalize though, and he's walking over -

BSW: -- right into a low blow!!! HA HA, Phelan is the MASTER!!

JT: Kell is just now making his way back onto the scaffold and Larson is well.cringing in agony - and the fans have stopped the madness since the outset of this match!

BSW: Hey, they're still hoping Larson or Kell gets pitched to the crowd - lord knows how many people want to beat their ass.

JT: And NOW the plot unfolds - Kell is choking Larson out with that support cable, and it's pretty much going to be a done deal now.

BSW: I TOLD you - gimme my money, J-Man. I called it.

JT: Wait - he's switching gears now, tying that foot around his rope.

BSW: Hey.I wonder if he's planning on.

JT: He's got it tied, and he's dragging Larson and he just pitched him off!

BSW: He's holding the rope and Larson is swinging -

JT: -- RIGHT INTO THE SUPPORT STRUCTURE!!!

BSW: THWACK!!! Oh, MAN!!! This is BEAUTIFUL, HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! It's like a twisted cartoon, Larson just hits the support structure and he's just stuck there and Phelan lets go of the rope!

JT: Ohhh, god.That's got to be about it for Larson, folks - the blood's going into his eyes now, and he's just hanging there, upside down, about 15 feet from landing headfirst.there's a point, you know, where -

BSW: Shut up, JT - they knew what they were getting into when they signed the match!

JT: Larson's trying to turn himself rightside up, but he keeps slipping.lord, and now Kell is leaning over the scaffold, screaming at him.

BSW: This is absurd, Larson - not that I don't mind him throwing his career away or anything, but if he was smart, he'd just fall and recover so that he could get another shot at the title.

JT: I don't think he gives a damn about the title, Scot. And right now, if he only cared about the title, he wouldn't be slowly climbing his way back up on the scaffold!

BSW: Kell is licking his lips at this one, though - you know how long he's wanted to just POUND on Larson for 15 minutes?

JT: Gosh, I didn't even notice that we've past the 15 minute mark - and Kell is basically unscathed! And LOOK AT THE CONFIDENCE!

BSW: This is all psychological, now - he's letting Larson climb his way back up because he KNOWS he's got it in the bag.

JT: Larson's back upon the scaffold, and Kell is just measuring him, getting ready for the opportune time. And he ALMOST KICKS HIS HEAD OFF!

BSW: It's good!!! Heh heh, we need some uprights placed up here - this might as well be the Super Bowl!

Nikki: I love that soccer game!

JT: It's not a so-

*SMACK*

JT: STOP IT

BSW: BOTH OF YOU!

JT: Larson is just laying there on his knees, and Kell is throttling him now with those stiff right hooks! Somebody stop this crazy sh*t!

BSW: If there is a brain left to damage, it's getting a beating unmatched by any other superstar in the IWO! If there's ANY superstar that has been beaten to a pulp, it's GOTTA be Billy Larson!

JT: Kell is grinning from ear to ear, and he's not stopping with those punches. He just gave Larson the signal for the powerbomb -

BSW: -- And that dumbass just give him flipped him two bruised birds! What a suicidal moron!

JT: The Phelan not smiling as big anymore, and he's pulling him up for the powerbomb and -

BSW: -- wait, Larson's struggling and he pulls off a.

JT/BSW: .small package?

BSW: Larson's obviously lost it , and Kell kicks out just before the 1 count. Such a close fall there, fans.

JT: Kell gets up to his feet first, but Larson gets off a quick dropkick and Kell is teeeeeeeeteriiiiiiinggg.

BSW: He obviously thinks he's some kind of Luchador now, or something.

JT: Kell blocks a right hand, Larson blocks a right hand, Kell blocks a kick to the midsection and now he's got him by the - ENZIGUIRI by Larson right to the head of the Phelan, and he's falling off!

BSW: Nah, he's got the ledge - Kell knew an enziguiri kick wasn't going to send him flying off of the scaffold. He's got the matter well in hand.

JT: Kell is trying to pull himself up and.Larson's untying that cable from his foot. The tag champ is almost up and Larson kicks him in the face!

BSW: GET UP THERE, ya big lug!

JT: Larson's tying that cable around Kell' NECK, and he's got it tight! Kell just let go of the scaffold and he's being literally hung!

BSW: No, don't let it be so! NOT THIS WAY!!!

JT: Kell is struggling with getting oxygen into his body and trying to get that cord untied and Larson's starting to lower him down.

BSW: Phelan can last long, he's the freakin' Leader of the Youth - when you're a god, you don't need oxygen!

Nikki: Or maybe just some Gatorade!

(JT and BSW shake their heads in disbelief)

JT: I think Larson realizes that, because he's starting to swing Kell back and forth and - POWW!!!

BSW: BAAAAAAH - Larson gets a little slice of redemption, as Kell gets swung right into the support structure!

JT: And AGAIN! And ONE MORE TIME!!! Kell can't take too much more of this!

BSW: Another slam into the support structure and now Larson's looking to the fans! What a sick bastard!

JT: The fans are loving every minute of it, and Larson's struggling to get that extra hand. He's calling for the thumbs up!

BSW: Here's my thumbs up, Larson - LET HIM LIIIIIVE!

JT: And the thumbs down - wait, he couldn't hold onto the cable!!!

BSW: NOOOOOOOO!!!

*Larson just shrugs mocking, like it was a honest accident. Kell falls, and falls, and - nope, it doesn't end there. Sorry.*

BSW: What a MORON!!! He could have swung him the other way and just catapulted him off into the crowd without a chance of grabbing onto ANYTHING!

JT: Kell hit the support structure, and he's about 2 FEET from hitting the ringside floor! What a lucky bum!

BSW: He's almost about to pass out from oxygen, he's been thrown against a support structure three times, and he's been kicked in the face a couple million times. Larson, on the other hand, has been hit with every move in the book save the Intent, thrown into the support structure twice, and almost pants-ed.once.

JT: Thank god.

BSW: NEITHER OF THEM are a lucky bum.

JT: Kell is finally getting that cable loose, and he's sucking it in now - Larson falls to his knees. I guess that adrenaline rush just ran out.

BSW: Phelan is tryin to yell something!!

Nikki: Say it baby!

JT: He's gasping...

BSW: What could it be? He's all choked out?

Kell: R-R-R....RESPEEEEEECT!!!

BSW: HE JUST YELLED RESPECT!!! WHAT IN THE WORLD? THIS ISN'T BRAVEHEART!

Larson (Yelling): You want respect?!

BSW: NO! PHELAN IS CLIMBING UP! BILLY THINKS THAT KELL IS STILL HANGING THERE!

JT: KELL HAS MADE HIS WAY UP TO THE SCAFFOLDS!

BSW: What is this?! Kell is standing behind Larson, who has his arms raised in the air! Kell taps Larson on the shoulder!

JTL KELL SWINGS! LARSON DUCKS! LARSON WITH A KICK TO KELL'S STOMACH! ARMAGEDDON! ARMAGEDDON!! HE HAS IT LOCKED! KELL IS OUT COLD ALREADY!

BSW: LARSON LETS GO! KELL IS LIFELESS! KELL IS LIFELESS! LARSON HAS TO KICK KELL OFF AND HE IS OUR NEW CONTENDOR!

JT: Now look at the idiot doing a victory dance! He's hopping around, jumping on one foot with his arms crossed.

BSW: WHOA! He's getting awfully close to that side, but he notices it and starts laughing. He's now pretending to fall off, leaning over the side!

JT: LOOK AT PHELAN! HE'S MOVING! HE HAS A BOOT IN HIS HAND! HE'S GONNA THROW IT!

BSW: HE NAILS LARSON! HE NAILS LARSON!

JT: LARSON IS FALLING! HE CAN'T KEEP ON! HE'S TRYING! NO!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!! LARSON HAS FALLEN OFF THE SCAFFOLDS!!!!!

[BANG BOP NOW POW WHAM!]

BSW: And he hit every one on the way down!

JT: THE WINNER AND NEW IWO WORLD TITLE CONTENDOR..... PHELAN KELL!

BSW: VIA THE FLYING BOOT!

BSW- Phelan Kell is the #1 contender!!

JT- Now who's the champion?!!?

Nikki- That's the big match coming up now!!

World Title Match
Zombie -c- v. Titan

BSW: Here we are for the May Mayhem MAIN EVENT! This one is sure to rock the world. The IWO
Champion, Zombie, steps up in the biggest challenge of his career, to face the IWO Legend, Titan!

JT: I don't think I've ever been so excited about an IWO Match before! I'm ognna go have to use the
bathroom!

Nikki: Well hurry back JT. The two of these men go way back. No love lost between these two.

(JT jumps up and runs to the bathroom)

BSW: It lal started at IWO Blood Showers, when Zombie won the IWO World Title, only to have it
robbed by Titan.

JT: Let's go back and replay how it went down....

[Tape Plays..]

("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!!

[Tape Stops]

BSW: Zombie was the new champ but Titan was back in IWO and he had the World Title in his
possesion. Shortly after, Titan demanded a World Title shot at May Mayhem, and the match of the
century was set. It's gonna be a wild one.

Nikki: We then saw a different side of these two men that following Friday when they seemed to
have some sort of mutual understanding as Zombie defended agianst Jack in the Box. Let's go back

[Tape Plays]

Angel- And here comes IWO Officer Sean with a referee shirt on!! Zombie tosses Jack into the ring!!!
Zombie signals the end! He wraps Jack up and hooks his leg! ZOMBIEPLEX!!!! ZOMBIEPLEX!!!! IT'S
ALL OVER! WAIT!! TITAN INTO THE RING!! 1, 2, TITAN HITS JACK WITH THE BELT!!! SEAN IS
YELLING FOR THE
BELL AS TITAN GRABS THE BELT AND RUNS OUT BEFORE NODDING TO ZOMBIE!!!!!

[Tape Stops]

(JT comes running back to the booth)

JT: What's been going on?

BSW: We've just been running down the recent happenings between Titan and Zombie.

JT: I hope you didn't forget about the classic screwjob at Monday Night Meltdown after Blood
Showers.

BSW: We were just getting to it.

Nikki: For those that missed this night in history, Zombie finally got a little payback on the man they
call Titan

[Tape Starts]

BSW: Somebody in a mask has jumped into the ring and is stomping away on Jax
Stone! What is this? The referee has seen it and is calling for the bell and look at Zombie! He's livid!
This guy has on a Titan T-Shirt and a mask! He's got to be Titan's cousin and

(Titan walks out to "Ode" by Creed )

BSW: And now business is definatly going to start picking up! Here comes Titan to the ring! Zombie
picks up the masked man and ZOMBIEPLEX!!!! TITAN NOW IN THE RING AND THE PAIR ARE
HAVING A STAREDOWN!!! THESE TWO ARE GOING TO MEET FOR THE TITLE AT MAY
MAYHEM!!!

JT: Look out folks here comes the calvery!

BSW: Here comes Inferno with a chair!!! Inferno cracks Titan over the head dropping the former
worlds champion. Zombie leaves the ring while Inferno does all the dirty work! WE NEED SOME
HELP! HERE COMES BILLY LARSON TO THE RING AND HE DIVES IN! INFERNO LOOKS AT
LARSON! LARSON LOOKS BACK! AND NOW BOTH MEN ARE STOMPING AWAY ON TITAN!
HAS LARSON JOINED UP WITH INFERNO AND
ZOMBIE?

Nikki: I can't believe this!

JT: I can and I love it!

Zombie: You said we wouldn't touch till the ppv, I don't think I'm breaking any rules here!

BSW: We are out of time! Join us next week!

[Tape Stops]

BSW: Well Zombie goit his piece in and Titan wasn't in the best of moods. These two were far from
done with each other, and the PPV match was become a highly anticipated event.

JT: That's right. Tonight on Pay-Per-View, the two superstars go head to head on IWO MAY
MAYHEM! It's gonna be crazy!!!

Nikki: Now I personally think Zombie has the hot hand tonight. He's been on quite a roll and Titan
just doesn't seem to have his head in the game.

BSW: Titan is ALWAYS prepared Nikki, he will be there tonight, and I wouldn't be surprised to see
him get the W.

JT: You're crazy! Zombie is the best thing going in IWO. No way he's gonna blow this one! He has it
locked!

BSW: Never doubt Titan. He has done things in IWO that some men could only dream of!

JT: I have been told that our challenger is about ready to come out to the ring now. What a long wait
it has been, and we are finally ready. Zombie vs Titan, the match of the millenium as Titan would
say!

("Ode" by Creed plays loudly and out steps the man, the myth, the man they call Titan. Not too
animated tonight. He's all about business.)

Ring Announcer: He stands a STAGGERING 7 FEET and 1 INCH! He weighs in near 335 pounds!
He is the former IWO World Heavyweight Champion and arguably THE GREATEST IWO
WRESTLER OF ALL TIME! HE IS....... TITAN!

(Titan circles ringside, keeping the evil smile on his face. He steps onto the apron and over the top
rope, leaning on them to test leverage)

Ring Announcer: And now...

(Titan taps the ring announcer on the back and extends his hand. The ringman gives Titan the
microphone...)

Titan: How can you people believe that I might lose to a dead man?! You are looking at The
EXTREME ICON, Mr. Millenium himself! You all should kiss my feet!

(The crowd begins "Titan Sucks" chants)

Titan: They love me. They really love me.

BSW: They hate him. They really hate him.

Titan: Now I see that Zombie is in the back tryign to find a backdoor out, so I will take the liberty of
accepting my World-

("For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica plays and smoke covers the entrance.  The smoke then
moves to the ramp and completely covers the whole walkway. We hear the sound of the first bell
toll.)

Zombie: Y'know Titan, it used to be so simple with you. You'd come down without all the bullshit,
come out and wrestle and get the job done..with no controversey.

(The sound of the second bell toll....)

Zombie: I respected you a great deal, and I know you respected me as well. And then, at Blood
Showers, after I fought and won two consecutive matches against Fusion and the Veteran, you
come down and take a cheap shot, stealing my belt and running off like some fly by night loser.

(The third bell toll and the guitar kicks in....)

Zombie: Well guess what, you stupid sack of shit? You're about to get your ass kicked..and I'm
gonna beat you in front of the entire world...and the bells will ring...

(The bells continuously ring as smoke fills the ring. The arena goes black and then the lights flicker
back on. Zombie is standing in the ring, arms massive, face like a stone.)

BSW: No entrance needed.

(Titan isn't the shy one as he walks to the center of the ring and extends his hand. Zombie looks
hesitant and backs off. Titan begins laughing..)

BSW: And here we go!!!!!!!

(The bell rings...)

BSW: This is it. The match of the millenium! These two men have no love lost and I don't expect to
see love taps tonight! Titan looks like he got some tonight anyway!

*SMACK*

BSW: Hey! You don't smack me! JT is the one who gets smacked!

*SMACK*

JT: What did I do?

Nikki: You were born. Now when are these two men gonna start?

BSW: The two seem to be...

JT: Getting off just on staring at each other! That's sick!

*SMACK*

Nikki: Stop being a pervert!

BSW: Finally Zombie gives a shove to Titan who gives one in return! The fans here are still standing
as it is just getting louder and louder.

JT: And Zombie begins unloading on Titan! RIGHT! LEFT! RIGHT! LEFT!

BSW: Titan is down to one knee! Zomie spits in his face!

Nikki: That might have been a bad move.

BSW: Zombie is still laying fist after fist on Titan, mmaking him only more enraged.

JT: LOOK AT TITAN! HE'S BACK UP! HE'S LAUGHING!!!

BSW: Zombie sees the look on Titan's face and begins to back off..

JT: TITAN GRABS ZOMBIE BY THE TIGHTS AND...

BSW: GOOD LORD! HE JUST WHIPPED ZOMBIE THROUGH THE MIDDLE ROPE INTO THE
OUTSIDE GUARDRAIL!

JT: Titan is at his best when he is like this. But throwing around a man the size of Zombie will wear
you down FAST!

Nikki: Look at those muscles!

BSW: Zombie recovers quicly and makes his way back in the ring.

JT: BIG Titan swings and misses at Zombie, swings again, Zombie ducks it, one more--Zombie
slides under Titan's legs! Strike three on Titan, and Zombie lands a dropkick to the back of his head!

BSW: Holy-cow! Titan just hung 10 over the top rope! Zombie is ready to fly high and go get him!

JT: Zombie does just that, and Titan moves! Zombie just SPLATTED on the floor! Titan is ready to
take advantage with a steel chair! He sets it on the floor and military presses Zombie--dropping him
STRAIGHT down on the chair! Zombie is grasping his gut, in visibile pain.

BSW: I would like, TOTALLY be bumming if I was him right now.

JT: Totally. Titan is holding up a sign from a young lady fan reading "ZOMBIE: I will be your slave"
and tears it in two! Titan guides Zombie to near the entrance where there is plenty of foreign objects
to indulge in.

BSW: Set up the table dude, do it!

JT: And he is! Titan has a table ready for GOD knows what! Ohhhh--it looks like Zombie Zombie
might feel a suplex through that table... oh god! There it was! He covers Zombie--

BSW: What an idiot! This isn't falls count anywhere! But the ref doesn't seem to care about the ten
count or weapons in this one! THERE WILL BE A WINNER!

BSW: Titan is like so TOTALLY dominating this small fish! I'm outtie, I gotta get me some
NA-CHOS! and Gezzz-PACHO! and maybe a Ta-CO!

(BSW actually walks off in the middle of a match.)

JT: I don't know what to say to you fans, Scot Weber just walked off--but this match may not be far
from over. Titan is setting up Zombie for a powerbomb through yet ANOTHER table! Keep in mind
that none of this would be legal had the red decided to make this a no-DQ matchup!

(Titan sets up Zombie, and gets him in position for a powerbomb.)

JT: This could really injure Zombie Zombie badly... this could be disastrous. He's got him
uuuuup--whooaa!!! Zombie just turned it into a DDT! A last ditch effort that paid off wonderfully!
Zombie still crashed through that table back-first, but Titan's head went through too!

(Both men are VERY sllllooooooooowwwww to get up. Eventually though, Zombie Zombie scraps to
his feet. He heads ringward though, ready for a rest.)

JT: Maybe Zombie has the right idea, ready to get some rest by heading to the ring before Titan gets
up. Titan is not far behind though, and he has that steel chair that he dropped Zombie on earlier. He
slides in the ring before Zombie can cut him off and rams the chair into Zombie's gut! Clubs the
hunched over Zombie over the skull with it! Covers Zombie--one! TWO! THR--2 and ONE HALF!

BSW: Its amazing that the little pipsqueek can kick out after that chair shot. He's still a punk
though.

JT: Little?

BSW: OK, so big pipsqueak!

JT: You are right Scot it IS amazing--waaaait a minute. Who are you and what have you done with
my surfer talking colleague?!?

BSW: What the hell are you talking about? I've been in the bathroom since the end of the Stalker
match. That samn sausage I had before the show was hotter on the way out than on the way in--and
that thing was RED HOT on the way in.

JT: Huh? Umm, irish whip by Titan--reversed by Zombie--short arm clothesline by Titan! And a cover:
One--twwwoooo -kickout!

Nikki: I wish Titan would go ahead and finish this thing.

BSW: My new prediction: Zombie pulls it out. Sometimes I don't know why, but it just comes to me.
I guarantee, Zombie wins this match. You can't explain it, just sit in awe of my psychic powers.

JT: You are one strange man, Scot. Titan is in full control now, and whips Zombie into the
turnbuckle. Zombie is slumped there, and here comes 65 miles per hour of Titan--bam! Zombie
dropped down and connected with a right jab right into Titan's family pride!

BSW: Good god that's gotta hurt! Hey it looks like the tide is turning in whoooooo's favor JT?

JT: Well, I gotta say, Zombie is better off now than he was. Zombie is taking a breather outside of
the ring---and he's setting up a table of his own! Titan is sneaking up behind him!

BSW: *calmly* I'm not worried.

JT: Zombie senses it and slams Titan into the metal post with a drop toe hold! What a move!

BSW: Seeeeeeeeee?

JT: He's dragging Titan by his arms.. and lying him on the table right outside the ring. What is he
doing???

Nikki: He's too big to pull this one off!

BSW: He's on the apron! HE JUMPS!

JT: But Titan planned it and rolls off! ZOMBIE SLAMS INTO THE TABLE!

Nikki: That could hurt his ego!

JT: As well as his back. Zombie is wrenching in pain.

BSW: Titan rolls Zombie into the ring, and whips Zombie, who plays smart and ducks into the ropes.

JT: Titan falls back into the ropes, and comes back, met with a quick boot, and a belly to belly
suplex!

BSW: Zombie picks up Titan by the hair, and sends him to the ropes. Titan comes back, spinning
neckbreaker!

JT: Titan seems really worn down, and we're barely into the match! Zombie with some kicks before
picking up Titan. Zombie hooks him from behind, but Titan reverses!

Nikki: Titan could reverse me all day long!

JT: I bet you'd like that.

*SMACK*

JT: That's just not fair!

BSW: Stop it CHILDREN. Zombie just flipped out of it, and Titan is showboating in the corner! He
doesn't even realize it yet that Zombie is up!

JT: Zombie lunges forward, and nails a reverse DDT to perfection. I can't believe Titan was so full of
himself that he didn't even realize what was going on! That shows an ego.

BSW: And i'm sure Titan is feeling the recoil now, as Zombie bashes away at him in the corner with
a jump kick to the jaw! Titan just falls in a heap!

JT: Zombie picks up Titan, again, and whips him to the other corner. Zombie follows up, but Titan
moves!

BSW: Titan hooks him from behind, but Zombie reverses, and lands a german suplex! Proxy's head
got crushed with that one!

Nikki: Ouch!

JT: No joke, and Titan is';t moving that much, so Zombie decides to help him out..with a few kicks to
the gut! And Titan is just writhing in pain.

BSW: Think that stops Zombie? I like people that don't care. Zombie launches Titan into the ropes,
and bounds off with a bulldog!

JT: Zombie takes Titan's head, and bashes it repeatedly into the mat? The ref finally stops him after
6 or 7 times!

BSW: Titan is out of it. He stumbles right into a snap suplex from Zombie. Zombie picks up Titan,
and delivers another snap suplex.

JT: Titan gets up surprisingly fast from that, but Zombie whips him into the corner anyways! Zombie
runs itno the corner with a big splash, and spins Titan around! This could be it folks!

BSW: But Titan reversed it! Zombie can never hold onto a good situation!

JT: That's beside the point, as Titan latches on a headlock here...and Zombie powers Titan up with a
belly to back suplex. Impressive move there by Zombie.

BSW: But Titan back to his feet and greets Zombie with a running lariat, and look at the big goof
talking to the fans, no one wants to hear him.

JT: You might be right, and Zombie makes him pay with a dropkick to the back, sending Titan over
the ropes. Wait a second, Titan to his feet, and Zombie slingshots off the ropes, and hits with a
vicious flying clothesline, and Titan tumbles over the railing and into the front rows, fans are
scattering everywhere!

BSW: Hahaha! Zombie now grabbing Titan from across the railing, but Titan drops down with
Zombie, jaw first on that railing. Titan sends Zombie back into the ring.

JT: Boot to the back by Titan, another one, but Zombie catches it, and uses his free arm to knock
Titan off balance, sending him crashing to the canvas.

BSW: Zombie pressing the advantage now, and he connects with a shoulderbreaker. Now, taking to
the ropes, it looks like Zombie is in control here, as he flies off the top turnbuckle with a flying
headbutt, Titan's knocked senseless, as if he ever had any sense.

JT: Zombie appears somewhat dazed as well, after performing a suicidal move. Both men to their
feet now, and Titan throws a wild swing at Zombie...but Zombie ducks!

BSW: I'm telling you. Zombie is all man, just like me, all muscle no fat!

JT: You're one to talk, Scot, I've seen you put away quite a few chicken wings in your time. Zombie
powers out, connecting with an elbow shot across the bridge of the nose on Titan. A big right, but it's
blocked, Titan answers big, big forearm shot, and Zombie is reeling.

BSW: Titan's going to town, maybe he heard the mention of food, I don't know, rights, lefts, you
name it, he's peltering Zombie, driving him into the corner turnbuckle, but a poke to the eye ends
that.

JT: Indeed a thumb to the eye, one of the many "trademark" moves in the arsenal of our champ. BIG
European Uppercut, almost leveled Titan right there, that one had some muscle behind it.

BSW: Just take a look at Zombie, the perfect example of a living weapon, right before your very
eyes.

JT: I see nothing but a coward, quite honestly, and Titan counters, snapmare takeover, applying a
textbook side headlock, and Zombie is writhing as Titan applies more pressure.

BSW: C'mon, Zombie! He's getting to his feet, but a big elbow across the forehead, that had to hurt!
And Titan with a Samoan Drop, right in the middle of the ring.

JT: A big boot to the back of the head, before Titan gathers up Zombie and an irish whip to the
ropes, Powerslam!!

BSW: A cover attempt! Kickout on one, you can't beat the Dark Lord that easily, my friends.

JT: Maybe not, Scot, but Titan's working on it. Both men go to lockup, Zombie with a backhand slap,
and Titan is enraged!! Another barrage of punches to the jaw, an irish whip, but Zombie reverses, and
delivers a big clothesline!

JT: Ref stop the match and let Titan pick up his teeth. Zombie with a double ax handle of the second
turnbuckle. Zombie picks Titan...fallaway slam to the canvas.

BSW: Zombie is pointing to the crowds now, as if dedicating that move to a certain somebody, who
knows? Zombie isn't through with Titan just yet, as he pulls the poor sap to his feet...Irish whip and a
big standing jumpkick to the chest!

JT: Devastating! Zombie taking an offensive stance as Titan struggles to his feet, Zombie lets loose
with a series of precise shots to the chin, he's got Titan in trouble!

BSW: Titan was in trouble the minute he stepped into the stadium. Zombie delivers a cradle
neckbreaker and goes for the cover...one, he pulls Titan up!

JT: He might have had him, what audacity!

BSW: No, simply a man with style...he wants to give the crowds what they want, the Zombieplex!

JT: Maybe so...Zombie helps Titan and goes for a suplex attempt, but Titan reverses it! The crowd
roars with approval! Titan to his feet, as Zombie is as well.

BSW: Zombie unleashes a big right hook...but Titan ducks, NO! Belly to back suplex, dropping
Zombie on the back of his neck!

JT: Titan going to town now on the former champ. Knife edge chops, and Zombie is driven back into
the corner once again. Up to the top turnbuckle they go, things are getting dangerous here.

BSW: SUPERPLEX!!! The whole ring about collapsed with the impact, and both men are lying in a
heap.

JT: Referee starts his 10 count, and both men eventually come to their senses. Lockup, and Zombie
with the advantage, reverse Russian legsweep, planting Titan face first!

BSW: Follows up with a STF submission move, Titan's taking it like a man, I must admit. He gets a
hand on the ropes, breaking the hold.

JT: The two heavyweight combatants lock to grapple again, Titan shrugs off another Zombie right
hook, and delivers with a forearm shot to the ear! That one really got Zombie' attention, and look at
Titan, backing up, charges with a clothesline sending both men flying over the top rope!
 
BSW: The Violence-meter just went up a notch, as both men lie on the canvas below, look at the
humanoids, they can't get enough of this.
 
JT: Indeed, both men to their feet, Zombie with a teeth-shattering jaw breaker! Wait, Zombie, what's
he doing?
 
BSW: Zombie to the top turnbuckle! He's too big for this!
 
JT: Zombie WITH A SPLASH! OFF THE TOP! TITAN ISN'T MOVING!!!
 
BSW: NEITHER IS ZOMBIE! NEITHER MAN IS!!!!
 
Nikki: What's going to happen?
 
BSW: The ref starts the ten count...
 
JT: 1...2.....3.....4....
 
BSW: Titan is showing signs of life!
 
JT: 5....6....7....8....
 
BSW: Titan is getting up!
 
JT: 9.... TITAN IS UP! HE FALLS ON ZOMBIE!
 
BSW: THE COUNT! 1...2...3!!!!!!
 
JT: NO!!!!!! NO!!!! ZOMBIE KICKED OUT! THE REF IS SAYING HE KICKED OUT! WHAT
DETERMINATION!
 
BSW: Titan is in total disbelief!
 
Nikki: It was three! It was three!
 
BSW: Our referee didn't think so.
 
JT: Titan is still very tired but slowly makes his way to his feet.
 
BSW: Titan is sensing a leg drop in Zimbie's future as he leans on the ropes and begins the
run/walk.
 
JT: Titan extends the leg! Here comes the GIANT leg drop!
 
BSW: But Zombie saw it coming!!!
 
JT:The referee counts: one!
 
two!
 
thr-KICKOUT!
 
BSW: Titan isn't out of this match yet! He's been pummeled to near death here... he has a freakin'
chair wrapped around his skull for God's sakes... but he still kicked out!
 
JT: Zombie grabs Titan by the hair, and he rolls him back into the ring. Titan is wobbly in getting
back up to his feet, as is Zombie.

BSW: Waistlock applied by Zombie... no, Titan connects with an elbow to the face of the champ!
Now Titan reverses it into a waistlock of his own!
 
JT: GERMAN SUPLEX RIGHT ONTO A STEEL CHAIR! TITAN'S GOT THE BRIDGE... AND THE
REFEREE IS IN POSITION!
 
BSW: The referee counts: one!
 
two!
 
JT: THANK GOD! He kicked out!
 
BSW: Titan pulls Zombie back up to his feet, and he whips him across the ropes. The Icon leapfrogs
over an attempted back bodydrop by Zombie, and goes for a clothesline upon the rebound-
 
JT: But so does Zombie... DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!
 
BSW: Both competitors hit steel chairs on the way down!
 
JT: This match is unbelievable! Can you say Match of the Year, Scot?
 
BSW: Match of the Year!
 
JT: Oh, yeah!
 
Nikki: You guys are morons!
 
BSW: Zombie and Titan are both laid out in the center of the ring, on top of about seven chairs...
who'll be the first to make a move?
 
JT: In my opinion... NOBODY! None of those guys in the ring right now are moving a muscle
whatsoever!
 
BSW: TITAN'S MOVING!
 
JT: Oh, crap.
 
BSW: TITAN THROWS AN ARM OVER ZOMBIE'S CHEST!
 
JT: COME ON, ZOMBIE!
 
BSW: The referee counts: one!
 
two!
 
thr-NO!
 
JT: YES! Zombie still had the testicular fortitude to kick out! THAT'S the markings of a true
champion, Scot... and you know it. Admit it!
 
BSW: Yeah, but I'll be REALLY impressed if he gets the championship win here tonight! Heck, I'll be
impressed if either man walks out of this ring tonight under his own power!
 
JT: Titan gets up to his feet first... but Zombie follows him up! Zombie goes for a punch... but Titan
ducks! EUROPEAN UPPERCUT BY TITAN!
 
BSW: AND HE SETS UP ZOMBIE FOR A DDT!

JT: BUT ZOMBIE REVERSES THE HOLD INTO A NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX... RIGHT ONTO A
STEEL CHAIR! TITAN HAS NOWHERE TO GO! THE REFEREE COUNTS!
 
JT: The referee counts: one!
 
two!
 
thr-KICKOUT!
 
BSW: TITAN KICKED OUT AT THE VERY LAST POSSIBLE SECOND! AMAZING!
 
JT: DAMMIT, ZOMBIE HAD THIS MATCH WON!
 
BSW: And Zombie slowly slides underneath the bottom rope and out to the arena floor. I wonder
what he's up to now?
 
JT: I have no idea... but Titan is catching his breath and regaining some strength back in the ring.
 
BSW: Zombie pulls out a table from underneath the ring, and he hoists it up over the top rope and
back into the ring. He slides back into the ring himself, and he sets it up near the far corner!
 
JT: Titan is hoisted back up to his feet, and Zombie lifts him up onto his shoulders. What is he going
to do now? Oh... SHOULDERBREAKER ON TITAN... BUT ZOMBIE ISN'T THROUGH WITH HIM
YET! Zombie picks Titan right back up... it looks like he's moving him over towards the turnbuckle!
 
BSW: Wait a second... Zombie is climbing up the turnbuckle BACKWARDS?! What is he doing?
 
JT: I don't know about you, BSW, but I'm thinking... a powerbomb off the top rope, right through that
table.
 
BSW: You know, Jake, I think you just might be right in this case!
 
JT: Well of course!
 
BSW: Zombie pulls Titan up to the top with him... the decibel level here in the arena is simply
INCREDIBLE! The fans just won't stop cheering!
 
JT: BUT TITAN EXTENDS HIS BACK AND SENDS ZOMBIE CRASHING TO THE MAT!
 
BSW: AND NOW TITAN IS UP TOP! GIANT ELBOW DROP OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!
 
JT: AND ZOMBIE IS OUT COLD!
 
BSW: TITAN WITH THE COVER!
 
Nikki: NO!!
 
JT: 1....
 
2.....

KICKOUT!!!!
 
BSW: Titan used all he had left one that descent!
 
JT: Zombie is up! Where did he get this energy! And Titan gets up not knowing that Zombie is up!
 
BSW: ZOMBIE HOOKS TITAN IN! THIS OCULD BE IT!!
 
JT: HE NAILS IT! ZOMBIEPLEX!!!
 
BSW: 1.......
 
2.....
 
Thr- NO!!!! TITAN KICKED OUT!
 
JT: NO ONE KICKS OUT OF THE ZOMBIE PLEX!
 
BSW: ZOMBIE IS IN SHOCK!
 
JT: NO HE'S NOT! HE'S JUST MAD!
 
BSW: WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! ZOMBIE WITH A KICK TO TITAN'S STOMACH! ZOMBIE PLEX!!!
 
JT: 1....
 
2....
 
3- NO!!!!!!!! TITAN KICKS OUT AGAIN!!!!!!!!
 
BSW: THIS IS UNREAL! HOW IS HE KICKING OUT OF THIS!!!
 
JT: ZOMBIE CAN'T BELIEVE IT! HE'S USED ALL HIS ENERGY JUST GETTING THIS MAN UP!
BUT HE SEEMS TO WANT [GULP!] ANOTHER TRY!
 
BSW: ZOMBIE HOOKS THE LEG! ZOMBIE PLEX!!!!
 
JT: WHAT'S GOING ON!!! ZOMBIE IS RAISING HIM IN THE AIR!! USING HIS LEGS TO BRIDGE
HIMSELF UP! HOW IS HE DOING THIS! TITAN IS HUGE!
 
BSW: ANOTHER ZOMBIE PLEX! IT'S A ROLLING ZOMBIE PLEX!!
 
JT: HE'S RAISING TITAN AGAIN!
 
BSW: NO!!!!!! A THIRD STRAIGHT ZOMBIE PLEX!!!!! ZOMBIE JUST FALLS BACK THIS TIME, BUT
THE LEG IS HOOKED!

JT: 1......
 
2.......
 
3!!!!!!!
 
JT: ZOMBIE DID IT!! HE WON!!!
 
BSW: ZOMBIE DID THE UNTHINKABLE AND BEAT TITAN!!!!
 
JT: ZOMBIE IS STILL THE IWO CHAMPION!!!!
 
BSW: WHAT AN AMAZING VICTORY!!! WE'VE GOTTA GO, BUT WE'VE GOT THE FIRST GLIMPSE AT THE NEXT IWO PAY PER VIEW FOR YOU AS WE LEAVE!! WE'LL SEE YOU NEXT TIME!!



("Augie's Great Municipal Band" from the Star Wars Episode I soundtrack plays.....)

The last major FWL Pay Per View was the first encounter of two great warriors, who's hatred for one another never came to an end.

(clip of Titan and ?¿? dukin it out in August '98)

The last FWL Pay Per View lives on in the IWO...and once again, two great warriors will meet in the ring.....for the same prize.

(clip of Phelan Kell defeating Zombie earlier in the year)


IWO PROUDLY PRESENTS
A LINK BACK TO THE FWL
BEACH PARTY '99

ZOMBIE V. PHELAN KELL
CHRIS ANTHONY V. DANE WILT
THE RAGING ONE V. FUSION
?Ώ? V. KEN WAR
AND MUCH MUCH MORE TO BE ANNOUNCED