WPW Tuesday Night Turmoil - 8/28/07 [Archive]

The Judge

08-29-2007, 03:56 AM

http://www.wrestlepower.net/videos/scorch.mp3

Daniel: What in the world is this?

Max: It's TNT, same as it is every Tuesday. Have you been drinking?

Daniel: No, i mean this strange music

Max: Ohhhhhhhhhh. In that case, I have no idea, could it be a new debuting wrestler?

Daniel: We have nobody scheduled to start tonight.

Daniel: Wait, it looks like, yes it is, the new WPW Champion, Scorch!

The crowd erupts with cheers and chants of “Scorch” as the new WPW Champion appears at the top of the stage with the WPW Championship around his waist. He then removes the belt and holds it in his left hand as he runs down the ramp, giving fans a chance to grab it, while also slapping their hands. He gets to the end of the ramp, but does not stop, instead opting to do a full loop around the ring and back up the other side of the ramp. He then stops at the top, puts the belt back on and runs down the ramp once more, leaping onto the apron and flipping into the ring. He gets up to the top turnbuckle and “strikes a match” before hopping down and getting a mic, moving to the middle of the ring, looking out at the crowd and bringing it up to his lips.

Scorch: After five long years, I finally did it. I finally broke the glass ceiling that rested above my head, taunting me, daring me to try and do something about it. Now it lays shattered, because of what happened last week at ReActivation, when I defeated my friend, my former protégé, The One to become the new WPW Champion.

Now I know you all came here to see the best wrestling you can get, so I am not going to bore you for too long. I just wanted to thank you for the support you all have shown me, the support you show WPW, and the support you all give to wrestling. I would not be here today if not for each and everyone one of you, nobody in that locker room would be here if not for all of you.

This belt is a privilege that I had to earn and I will never forget that. I will defend and carry this belt with dignity, honor, and respect. Should the time come, when this belt is no longer around my waist, you will know that the new champion, they earned the right to carry this belt, but do not plan on that coming any time soon. My time has arrived and I intend on making it last as long as possible, these are my Three Seconds, and consider my watch broken. Sorry, The One insisted I say that to you all. A new era begins tonight in WPW and it is…

"Falls Apart" hits as Scorch looks up at the stage to see Carlos Gonzalez standing with a mic in hand.

Carlos: Enough is enough, we have a show to run, now get the hell out of my ring!

Scorch: I agree, there is a show to run. A show for a company where I have earned the right to be called the best, and you better not forget that, Carlos.

“Break The Glass” hits again as Scorch smiles and exits the ring. He looks up at the ramp and sees Carlos beckoning him to come by, but Scorch turns around and instead leaves through the crowd, slapping hands and interacting with the fans along the way.

Daniel: Another show, another Battle Royal.

Max: You sound as though you’re getting tired of these rocket fueled, action packed extravaganzas, Daniel.

Daniel: Not at all, Max, but I think we know how this goes by now. You do your list of El Pollo gags, Beno sucks a Doberman’s balls, Sky Ryder pulls a vampire stunt, Chris Cage quits then comes back again, the chicken survives to the last three and Kaze definitely…………..definitely doesn’t win.

Max (covers mic) : You OK, Daniel? (opens mic) Ha! Not this time. This time I confidently guarantee that we’re in for a pure wrestling spectacle showcasing skill, talent, death defying moves, athleticism, and maximum effort from all concerned….oh shit. Todd Franklin’s the referee. I take it all back.

Daniel: Rumor on the internet is that this match might well be won by someone not even listed as taking part. The Las Vegas odds have got the late Popcorn Monkey as evens favorite, Super Sexy Girl at 3-1, Connie Bee 5-1, George Bush 6-1, Beno 7-1 and Rosie O’Donnell 10-1.

Max: Beno is taking part. Look. His name’s on the sheet.

Daniel: And with that revelation, his odds just soared to 100-1.

Mina: This next match is an over the top rope Battle Royal, the last man in the ring earning the right for a spot in the Tournament of Champions. Your first contestant, hailing from Philadelphia, PA and weighing in at 235lbs, he is sponsored by the Wolff-Parkinson White Disease society, M….V…….Peeeeeeeee!!!!!!

‘Fly from the Inside’ by Shinedown bursts onto the PA and MVP emerges slowly, wary for attack from Mini Todd Franklin. He finds his way into the ring safely as we go to commercial break.

We return as the crowd tear the roof off when ‘The Chicken Dance’ hits the PA and El Pollo appears at the entrance area. Two cute girls in skimpy feathered bikinis throw seven spices and herbs over the man/chicken/hybrid curio as he makes his way to the ring. The spices cause him to sneeze violently and he covers his beak with his wings, possibly to keep it from falling off and exposing the carefully guarded secrets of El Pollo’s true identity.

Max: Get on your feet, Daniel, and salute the one man/chicken in WPW that has never no-showed a match, never failed to promo on WPW programming when asked, never even come close to anything resembling a clean win in a wrestling ring and even then, never once whined about it.

Daniel: What does a chicken sound like when it whines, Max?

Max: I don’t know, Daniel, because El Pollo doesn’t do it.

Daniel: OK, that’s one for our farmyard experts out there. What does a chicken sound like when it whines? E-mail us an mp3 of it and we might play it before we finish this broadcast.
Well, one contestant to go – the will he won’t he, Chris Cage.

Cage’s music starts briefly then is yanked off with needle/stylus effect and replaced by ‘Imagine’ by A Perfect Circle. Standing at the top of the ramp is not Chris Cage, but a strange man in a hooded sweatshirt.

Max: Who the hell…….???

Daniel: That’s Chris Cage’s last minute replacement, Ben Ten, out to make an immediate impact in his first WPW match. Cage is history apparently, the future is now.

Ben gets to the ring slowly, not acknowledging the crowd much, focusing on the nine men in the ring. He walks round the ring, gets in and removes his hoodie.

Todd Franklin calls the participants together and explains the stipulations, miming being thrown over the top rope.

Max: Todd Franklin was a finalist in his all-state charades championships last year, Daniel.

Daniel: You just made that up, Max. Didn’t you?

Max: Yes Daniel. Yes I did.

Ding Ding

Five separate two on twos break out – a sort of synchronized punching contest – until Beno takes the initiative and whips Kaze against the ropes, following up with a Clothesline intended to take Kaze over the rope. This bounces harmlessly off the bigger man however, and Kaze stares down at Beno as if he had just asked for red wine with his fish. Kaze scoop slams Beno and lands an drop elbow hard before covering.

Daniel: Well, Kaze obviously wasn’t listening to Todd Franklin’s briefing. He’s trying to pin Beno but this is an over the top rope Battle Royal. Oh, wait a minute. This isn’t good.

An old woman – think Mae Young, but less agile – tries to get up on the ring apron to berate Kaze.

Daniel: I think that’s one of Beno’s fan club there. Beno has a huge fanbase here in Elba, Alabama and that is Miss Janice Seaworthy, aged 89, and her fellow inmates of the Elba Senior Citizens Care Centre and Auto-shop. Where are the security guards?

Janice manages to scramble onto the ring apron, lunging at Mike Corral with her purse when he comes too close. She shouts obscenities at Kaze who gives her another undertipped waiter look before he releases the hold, comes to the rope and asks ‘What’s your problem? Beno rushes at him from behind and pushes him square in the back. Janice drops to the ring surround, pulling the bottom rope down as she does so. Kaze clutches at the rope but misses and tips 360 degrees to land on his feet outside the ring, narrowly missing crushing Miss Seaworthy. Kaze looks even more pissed and cameras clearly catch him mouthing ‘What the fuck?’
Janice thrashes him with her purse and he is about to grab her in a chokeslam when the security guards arrive and Fireman’s lift her away from the confrontation and up the entrance ramp.

KAZE OUT!!!

Max: Oh, now the security guards arrive. I’m sure that Kaze is very grateful. Why does Beno have a fan club here anyway?

Daniel: I guess these old ladies find him cute and loveable.

Max: He’s as cute and loveable as a rabid hyena with uncontrollable diarrhea.

The action continues in the ring with Blade Lavigne and Beno teaming up to target Jerimiah Ranks. Lavigne holds Ranks in an abdominal stretch while Beno takes free shots at Ranks’ chest.
El Pollo is involved in a drop kick contest with Sky Ryder and Mike Corral toys with newcomer Ben Ten. This leaves MVP free to Facebuster Mr Mendaz. Mendaz lies flat after this assault so MVP finds the space to hit a Rolling Thunder then tries to tip the Cuban over the rope. Mendaz clings to the rope though and despite MVP’s efforts, Mendaz seems unlikely to be forced to the ground.
The focus switches back to El Pollo who has caught Sky Ryder south of his equator so that Ryder doubles up. El Pollo swings Ryder into an Unprettier then crosses the ring and gets up on the ropes before landing a flying Peck of Doom.

Max: Here’s one you’ll like, Daniel.

Daniel: OK, I’m listening.

Max: Why did the chicken cross the ring there?

Daniel: I don’t know – why did the chicken cross the ring?

Max: Because vampires don’t like crosses.

Daniel gives Max a look similar to that used by Kaze earlier.

Ryder bares his pointed fangs at El Pollo and the chicken backs off rather than risk a bite in this no disqualification Battle Royal match.

Daniel: El Pollo has as much chance of winning this as Osama Bin Laden has of winning the Nobel Peace Prize.

MVP gives up his efforts in trying to prize Mr Mendaz from the rope and turns to fight Ranks instead. Beno and Lavigne both have ankle locks on the second generation wrestler so MVP stomps him between the shoulder blades. This seems to give Mendaz energy however and he uses this to roll out of the holds then spring to his feet and Clothesline Beno, Lavigne and MVP in turn as they rush him.

Daniel: Mendaz has shown some promise since he came into WPW. You can always rely on him to make a fight of it.

Max: Pah! Mendaz is as reliable as a three dollar watch in a magnet factory.

Daniel: Hey! Even a broken watch tells the right time twice a day!

Max: Well, Mendaz should tell himself it’s time to quit.

Daniel: Nine men still in this match though we are now seven minutes into the action.

Max: If you can call it action. I’ve seen more action at an all-eunuch orgy.

Daniel: An all-eunuch orgy? That’s another one you just made up, Max. Where do you get them from?

Max: I can give you the website address if you want. It’s wwwdot all-eun......(mic cuts).

Ranks tries to Military Press Mendaz out of the ring but has to drop him when Beno and Lavigne double team him again with repeated blows to the midsection. Ranks grabs the two members of the Lavigne dynasty and pulls their heads together. Lavigne reels back clutching his forehead but Beno drops to the mat. Ranks picks him up by the scruff of the neck and punishes him with the Thousand Volt Drop Spinning Piledriver. Beno bounces a foot in the air but resists being thrown out of the ring afterwards, landing a couple of punches in Ranks ribs. Eventually Blade Lavigne comes to his rescue and Belly to Back Suplexes Ranks away from his fellow Lavigne dynasty member.

Daniel: It’s hotter than a teamster’s armpit in that ring but nine men remain in this contest. Which one will win the right to compete in the Tournament of Champions? Wait a minute. Ladies and Gentlemen, we’re joined here at ringside by tag team champion and member of Royalty, the Judge. Sit yourself down, Judge.

Judge: Try and stop me, Daniel. Try and stop me and find out what my decision would be. In the meantime, stop trying to defend this piece of crap passing itself off as a Battle Royal. Who’ve we got in there? El Pollo? Well, that’s tonight’s supper sorted. Beno? I wondered what the stink was. Mike Corral? Does he still work here? Chris Cage? Now I know he doesn’t still work here. That must be his replacement. Did you hear the rumor that whoever wins this match is to be my opponent in the first round of the Tournament? Well, I don’t wanna face just any old crap. I’m here to make sure that the winner deserves the chance to share the ring with a true wrestling superstar.

Judge removes his headset before his seat gets a chance to get warm and goes to the far side of the ring where he gets up on the apron and uses an instrument to slacken off the top rope. Beno, Ranks, Sky Ryder and Mendaz are all too engrossed in their kick/chop battle to realize the danger and don’t see Judge re-enter the ring. He charges at the 4 man knot of wrestlers, arms outstretched and bowls the lot of them over the slackened top rope. They land in a heap and Todd Franklin shows them the way backstage.

BENO OUT!!!
JERIMIAH RANKS OUT!!!
MR MENDAZ OUT!!!
SKY RYDER OUT!!!

Judge laughs. Mendaz briefly threatens to get back in the ring but is kicked back out by Judge. He raises his arms for crowd acclaim but, when none comes, grabs Blade Lavigne by the tights as he goes running past, whirls him round and lands Lavigne on Mendaz on the outside.

BLADE LAVIGNE OUT!!!

Judge exits the ring indicating to the men that remain in the ring that the contest should continue.

Daniel: Well…………I just don’t know what to say. Judge has almost single handedly decided this contest. Only four men left in this ring. MVP, El Pollo, Mike Corral and Ben Ten.

Max: Well, we might as well declare MVP the winner. Corral is about to get dumped by WPW as quick as Sony dumped him, Pollo’s just in there for a laugh and Ben Ten has no pedigree whatsoever.

Daniel: Don’t discount the chicken, Max.

Max: Why not? Wal-Mart discount thousands of ‘em every day.

Daniel:………..oh, yeah, I get it.

Corral slips under the bottom rope and goes to argue with Judge as he walks up the ramp to go backstage. He spins Judge round, avoids the Clothesline, and dumps Judge on the seat of his pants with a Rock Bottom.
Ben Ten launches a Springboard dropkick on Pollo then a quick Double Arm Suplex on MVP before he can attempt to lift Pollo.

Daniel: Nice work from the rookie. He might be able to pull this off.

Pollo gets up but in doing so, his chicken head comes off and he covers his neck with his wings to prevent his true identity from being revealed, bounces off the far ropes, jumps MVP, salutes Ben Ten as he runs past, bounces off the nearside ropes, gets halfway across the ring, does a 90 degree turn and bounces off a third set of ropes, all dangerously slack after Judge’s intervention.

Daniel: What’s going on here? El Pollo is running around like a…….like a……

Max: Like a headless chicken???

Daniel: I was trying to avoid the cliché, but sometimes there’s nothing else that will fit.

Finally, Ben Ten picks up the feathered head, stops El Pollo and jams the head back on top of the neck area. El Pollo gives Ten the thumbs up…………..then is Clotheslined backwards over the top rope.

EL POLLO OUT!!!

Daniel: Well, the ring crew are trying to get the ropes back to their proper tension, but that couldn’t save the chicken’s bacon.

Max: Chicken’s don’t have bacon. That’s…..em……lambs isn’t it?

Judge is dazed and a medic comes to help him backstage, leaving Corral to scurry back to the ring where MVP has caught Ben Ten in a Boston Crab. Corral hits MVP with a Flying Lariat, inadvertently almost tearing Ten in half as MVP goes flat. MVP recovers to try and Monkey Flip Corral but he counters and lands a Drop Elbow on MVP. Ten Double Axe-Handles Corral but regrets this immediately as Corral turns and lands a massive roundhouse right Ten staggers back and bumps into a recovering MVP. MVP picks him up in preparation for the Most Valuable Move (Angle Slam). Ten tries some short arm jabs but MVP tips him over the ropes to land on the ring surround.

BEN TEN OUT!

MVP has no time to celebrate as Corral comes straight back at him with a Spear. They both almost go through the ropes but MVP saves himself by clubbing Corral on the back. Corral uses his power to lift MVP off the floor and deposits him on the nearby turnbuckle. MVP tries to escape but Corral starts to climb the turnbuckle to join him. They trade punches.

Daniel: We’re nearing the end of this match. It’s been a slow burner but it’s nearing a big climax.

Max: Nothing like Mrs Justice, then.

The two wrestlers continue to climb – don’t ask why – it’s just one of these inevitabilities in professional wrestling. Corral grabs MVP, attempting to Superplex him, but MVP hooks a leg to prevent the throw. Corral lands a headbutt, then another and MVP tries his own Suplex to the outside, but fails. There is a stalemate for a few seconds as both men consider their options, both tiring fast. Suddenly Corral releases and jumps down, confusing MVP into releasing his own hold. Corral grabs the boots of MVP before he can jump, and uses all his strength to launch MVP upwards into a 360 somersault. MVP clutches at the ropes and tries to keep a foot on the apron, but slips off, landing awkwardly on the outside.

MVP OUT!!!

MIKE CORRAL WINS!!!

Daniel: He’s done it!!! Many thought that Mike Corral was finished with this company…

Max: Not me.

Daniel:……..but he’s upset the odds and goes straight into the first round of the Tournament of Champions where surely he must have a major chance of becoming WPW World Heavyweight Champion.

Max: Dream on, Daniel. If it’s the Judge that he’s up against, I judge his chances as being less than zero.

Daniel: Well, that match might be coming next week, but there’s a lot to fit in before we’re finished tonight, so let’s just mention this week’s sponsor – Microsoft. About to make it big in the computing world I believe. WPW always likes to support local industries employing local people.

Max: Always.

The camera goes backstage while Mike Corral is celebrating his win in the battle royal, and Royal Knight is sitting alone in a dressing room. Royal Knight is taping his wrists getting ready for his match when the door to the side opens, and in walks The Judge. Royal Knight looks up to him, then back down to the floor.

Judge: Dude, what’s wrong?

RK: Nothing Judge.

Judge: I know your disappointed about last week, but I already told you I’m sure we can get Carlos to put together the rematch, maybe even as early as next week.

RK: Rematch or not, I don’t care.

Judge: How can you not care? It’s a major championship man.

RK: Because it’s gone, that’s why. Right now, I just don’t give a damn about any of it, I have my eyes set on bigger things.

Judge: The Tournament of Champions?

RK: Yes. Parker can keep the Florida Title for as long as he wants, it’ll give him something to complain about when he’s not booked. My sights are set on a much bigger prize. The ultimate prize. The WPW Championship around that promo stealing champion himself. I want to defeat him more than I can ever explain, and the first step takes place here tonight.

Judge: Don’t sweat it. You got Konami Kid, no problem.

RK: Isn’t that what you said about Parker?

The Judge stays silent for a moment thinking.

RK: Look, I just want one favor from you and James tonight.

Judge: Anything. Want us out there?

RK: Nope… I want you two to stay back here. I’m gonna win this one on my own.

RK slaps The Judge on the shoulder, and walks out of the locker room, leaving The Judge with a somewhat hurt look on his face just as JMC was walking in. JMC looks to Royal Knight, then to Judge.

JMC: What happened?

Judge: Nothing…

The Judge slowly shakes his head.

Daniel: This match is next!

Max: Well here we go folks with a first round matchup of the Tournament of Champions!

Daniel: Yes, it has been a time honored tradition passed down from PCW.

Max: Much like the genital herpes from The Dream.

Daniel: Exactly. This tournament promises to be bigger and badder than before as just about the entire roster of WPW is included in the tournament.

Max: Tournament of Champions 3: Electric Bugaloo is starting now!

Daniel: Jesus you are retarded, let's go to the ring.

"E-Pro" by Beck blasts through the arena as Royal Knight comes out to a chorus of boos. Knight does the famous Randy Orton pose and appears to be wearing a shirt that says Brock Goodman on the front. The camera does a 180 degree rotation on Knight to show that the back of the shirt says "I Did It." The boos get louder as Knight laughs and takes off the shirt and throws it into the crowd.

Daniel: God, he is just tasteless. He's probably just acting out since he lost his shot at the Florida Title that he beat Goodman to get.

Max: It is kinda funny though.

Mina: Ladies and gentlemen, this is a first round match in the third annual Tournament of Champions! In the ring, he is a member of Royality, please welcome the Royal Knight!

And his opponent, from Liberty City, New York, he is the Konami Kid!

"Castlevania: Vampire Killer": echoes through the the arena but KK is nowhere to be seen. Then all of a sudden a rope drops into the center of the ring and the Konami Kid can be seen on the roof in what appears to be a Halo outfit, as he slides down the rope quickly.

Max: Oh what the fuck is this?

Daniel: This guy sure loves his video games. Did you hear he tried to use a Nintendo zapper on Live a while back?

Max: At least it wasn't a Virtual Boy.

Before the bell sounds the ref is demanding the KK removes the Halo gear. Royal Knight says it's okay and tells the ref to ring the bell. The ref looks oddly at RK and shrugs his shoulders and calls for the bell. Knight then quickly grabs the helmet of KK and turns it around leaving Konami Kid blinded.

Daniel: Oh come on! The outfit is stupid but this is just not fair.

Max: That's what he gets for wearing that stupid thing down to the ring.

Knight then kicks KK in the gut several times while slapping the top of the helmet repeatedly. Knight starts kicking at the knees of Konami Kid, as he is struggling to take the helmet off. The ref is trying to get Knight to back off so he can help Konami Kid. Knight finally backs off and pulls down the rope that Konami Kid rode into the ring. A bag that was tied to the middle of the rope also comes down with the rope. The ref is still trying to pull off the helmet as Knight looks in the bag.

Daniel: What the hell is that?

Max: Well it's obviously his supply bag. Probably has like pokeballs, empty bottles with lantern oil, and ammo for a sheman tank in there.

Daniel: You play too many video games.

Max: No I don't, I have a social life!

Knight looks through the bag and finds a bag of little mushrooms and laughs as he tosses them out to the crowd while a big section full of college kids start beating each other up for them.

Daniel: I don't get it...

Max: Magic Mushrooms....Mario...

Daniel: Santino Marella?

Max: Pretty much.

The ref grabs a hold of the helmet as KK posts his leg on the turnbuckle and the ref finally pulls off the helmet and gets knocked backwards on his ass. Knight pulls out a Power Glove from the bag and puts it on. Knight then clocks KK in the head and gives him a low blow with the glove before taking it off and tossing it aside.

Daniel: Oh come on, Konami Kid couldn't even defend himself!

Max: Well he shouldn't have brought that bag of goodies to the ring.

Konami Kid turns around as he has the imprint of a control pad in his forehead. Knight laughs and delivers a two handed strike like a Hadoken to the gut of the Konami Kid. He then uppercuts KK in the hed and knocks him to the mat.

Max: Looks like Knight always preferred Capcom to Konami.

Daniel: What?

Max: Jesus....remind me to school you in some video game knowledge next time this moron comes out here.

Knight then spits on the Halo armor of KK and scales to the top rope. He kisses his lucky necklace and does a picture perfect moonsault onto the Konmai Kid.

1...................2.....................3!!!!!!! !!

Mina: Here is your winner and advancing to the second round of the Tournament of Champions, The Royal Knight!

Daniel: Well thank god this is over.

Scene opens up to Gunnar and unit backstage. Gunnar pacing infront of Unit who is all too relaxed on a bench.

"G.B. relax man, whats with the worry?"

"First off don't ever call me, its Gunnar Brian, and secondly Unit I can not relax, this ToC has got me riled up again. Last ear, last year I was ready, ready to push myself up past Live, and ont the Main show. My first round simple enough, some new woman to the company, I can't remember her name, the wiinner went on to face someone from the mid to top of the card."

"So? It looks like it was totally sorted, what happened?"

"The man with an IQ lower than zero happened."

"Wait, I didn't ruin your match"

"Gah, no you moron, it was the reason women become lesbians"

"Oh, so Dan Murph screwed you over"

"Yes, it was the freak Murph, though by making my match a double count out, he'd have an easy rout to the bracket finals against Dream. The idiot didn't even win his first match and got another chance aswell"

"Well new year, new chances"

"And a new chance to screw me over again, you know I would say I can easily beat people, and most people I could beat, but I can see it now.. Gunnar Brian vs JMC or Gunnar vs Judge, Gunnar vs SiNN, you know Gunnar Brians draws a huge guy, a big draw in this supposedly random competition."

"Gunnar stop making a big deal, hell you may draw me"

Gunnar begins to laugh as he slaps Units shoulder

"Unit, your good for a laugh"

Gunnar walks off leaving a rather confused Unit to figure out he was being insulted just then.

In the parking lot, Jokester is seen slowly walking through the empty spaces on his way toward the arena. He is not accompanied by the bees for a change, and is also without Tank, his unicycle, or the legendary IPOD. Johnny Bad Blood suddenly comes running up behind him.

Johnny: Hey buddy! Wait up!

Jokester stops, closes his eyes, and turns around.

Jokester: What do you want?

Johnny: Hey, calm down. I just wanted to apologize.

Jokester: For what?

Johnny: For costing us the match last week, buddy.

Jokester is about to speak but Johnny stops him.

Johnny: Hey, let me finish! Hey, I know I wasn’t paying good attention, so I wanted to say tonight I’m going to get revenge for us. That’s why I challenged that bitch tonight, payback!

Jokester: Whatever man.

Jokester turns around to leave, but Johnny puts his hand on his shoulder.

Johnny: Hey. Don’t misinterpret me

Jokester: I didn’t, but you winning a match won’t do anything for me. Look, good luck, but there won’t be any victory parades when you get back. Those… Those must be a thing of the past now…

Jokester wanders off as Johnny watches him go. Johnny lets out a sigh when Tank comes up behind him.

Tank: Hey Johnny, just give him some space, yeah?

Johnny looks to Tank and slowly nods as the cameras go to the ring.

Daniel: Johnny won't have time to give him much space, cos that match is starting in just a minute, but first let's hand over to our interviewer, Amy White.

Amy: Hi guys! I’m backstage tonight with someone who feels despite his veteran status, that he is overlooked. He feels WPW is conspiring against him, and trying to hold him down. No, not Jamie Parker, thank God. I’m standing here with El Pollo!

El Pollo: Thank you Amy… I think it’s time that some body took a stand around here. Our last resident bitch left after I embarrassed him one on one a few months ago, so I think it’s my turn to tell it how it is. You know what? I’m sick of the way I’m treated around here.

El Pollo shakes violently for a second, a few feathers coming out.

El Pollo: Why is it every time I see my name, it’s in a battle royal? Why was I in a cluckin’ battle royal for a spot in the ToC, when that ungrateful little egg Konami Kid didn’t even prepare for his match this week? At the pay per view I had to sit in the back with Jerimiah Ranks! You think you’re tired of hearing me bitching already, try hanging out with Ranks for a night! It’s time someone stood up and said what needs to be done, and it’s time I spoke my mind about one thing that’s been bothering me since I joined WPW. Hell, it’s been bothering me since PCW!

El Pollo looks directly at the camera.

El Pollo: Where’s my damn t-shirt? Everybody gets a t-shirt these days, so where the hell is mine? Does it matter that I don’t fit into a T-Shirt? No. Don’t give me any crap about my feathers sticking through the cloth either! It’s discrimination, and I’m sick of it. I ref-

Suddenly El Pollo flies at the camera man and hits his head into the camera. The camera falls to the floor and the feet of the man who attacked him can be seen as he lifts El Pollo up again, and this time throws him head first into the wall. The camera man tries to look up, but the same boot moves forward to kick the camera lens, and the scene turns black.

Daniel: What the cluck?

Daniel: Well this one will certainly be heated Max.

Max: You damn right it will be Daniel. Johnny Bad Blood is out to prove a point tonight, but whether he can do that or not remains to be seen! Brent Richards may not be a solo wrestler, but he still packs a pretty heavy punch!

Daniel: That’s just it though, he’s not a solo wrestler, and I’m not sure he can topple Johnny Bad Blood’s experience one on one.

Mina: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Valor and Villiany" by Antagonist hit the pa system and the lights begin to flash on and off going with the music. AS the seond guitar solo begins to tron lights up and shows images of Jackson Strong and Brent Richards. As the lyrics finally beginBrent walks outunaccomapnied from behind the entrance curtain and onto the stage. The Genuine Articles member looks out onto the fans before walking down the ramp. Making it to the ringside area Brent jumps up onto the apron and goes through the middle rope. He makes his way round the corners and mocka the crowd as "Valor and Viliany" begins to fade.

Daniel: Brent Richards uses the ropes at ReActivation to pin Jokester in the six man tag also featuring Tank and Johnny Bad Blood as his partners. That’s what spawned this match here.

Max: Johnny wasn’t paying attention Daniel.

Daniel: Well, he wants to prove his worth here tonight. But this man, Brent Richards, is crafty.

Max: He’s smart is what he is. Hey, I like Johnny Bad Blood… But… Eh…

Daniel: What? You gonna call him stupid?

Max: Ehhh.

Daniel: Why don’t you go say it to his face.

Max: I will when he gets out here!

"Ante up" hits the stage and the lights flicker red and black. The camera looks everywhere for Johnny Bad Blood. The camera spots Johnny in the crowd.

Daniel: Well? Go tell him.

Max: Hang on, my throat hurts.

Daniel: Yeah, thought so.

He walks down the stairs. Johnny stands on top of the barricade. He then jumps down and enters the ring, staring a hole through brent Richards who has stopped his interactions with the crowd.

Daniel: Johnny Bad Blood said this week he doesn’t care if the fans cheer or boo him, that he just wants some respect.

Max: Well it sounds to me like he better win then!

Johnny Bad Blood turns to Brent Richards and as Richards is approaching him Bad Blood makes a quick move for his left. Richards steps to the side and smirks as Johnny stares him down. The two then lock up in the center of the ring with a collar and elbow tie up, testing one another’s strength for a minute before Johnny Bad Blood twists himself behind Brent Richards with a hammerlock. Richards doesn’t let Johnny Bad Blood lock it in though, and quickly pushes his upper body down toward the mat and flips Johnny Bad Blood over top of him with a simple fireman’s carry. Johnny Bad Blood rolls back up to his feet in a split second and he and Brent Richards quickly lock up a second time in the center of the ring. This time it’s Richards who outmaneuvers Johnny Bad Blood however and twists his arm around in a hammerlock of his own, but Johnny Bad Blood begins to push Richards’s arms back, then places his right foot behind the right boot of Brent Richards and pushes him backward, performing a light heel trip on Richards. Richards quickly gets back to his feet and the second he does so the crowd erupt in cheers as Johnny Bad Blood slaps the taste right out of Richards’ mouth.

Daniel: A mutual sign of respect between these two competitors, and I got to admit my respect for both of these competitors is already rising here as well.

Daniel: Well I guess that answers that, the crowd are on Johnny’s side.

Max: I told you Daniel, PPV crowds are idiots.

Daniel: I know, I watched Summerslam.

Johnny Bad Blood runs at Brent with a clothesline but Brent ducks. Johnny turns around to look across the ring at Brent, then walks back toward the center of it. Brent Richards waits in the middle of the ring until Johnny Bad Blood moves to him and the two lock up again. Johnny Bad Blood tries to twist Richards’s arm for a wristlock, but Richards turns his body with the move and ends up out maneuvering the larger Johnny Bad Blood . Richards takes advantage and quickly twists Johnny Bad Blood’s arm around locking him in another hammerlock. Johnny Bad Blood struggles for a moment but then quickly turns his body to the side and kicks Brent in the gut. Bad Blood then clotheslines Brent violently down to the mat below. Brent Richards hits the mat but pops quickly back up to his feet, just quick enough to be hit with a second clothesline by Johnny Bad Blood planting Brent Richards on his back. Richards hits the mat in a thud and Johnny Bad Blood stops, then listens to the crowd as a small “Bad Blood” chant breaks out.

Daniel: They’re chanting Johnny’s name.

Max: I thought they were talking about the bad blood in the match.

Daniel: They are. Get it? Johnny?

Max: …Weak.

Richards gets back to his feet, then circles Johnny for a moment as Johnny watches him in amusement. Richards and Johnny Bad Blood then circle each other for a moment until finally Richards lunges at Johnny Bad Blood again but instead of meeting him in a collar and elbow tie up again Johnny Bad Blood quickly sidesteps Richards. Richards turns to Johnny Bad Blood a second too late as Johnny Bad Blood drops to the mat and sweeps Richards’ legs out from under him. Richards’ shoulders hit the mat and almost instinctively Johnny Bad Blood quickly makes a cover.

One
Two
T…Kickout!

Richards looks to the ref and begins to complain about a fast count as Johnny Bad Blood laughs.

Daniel: Johnny Bad Blood almost got him right now!

Max: Yeah but he didn’t! This match is still goin!

Brent Richards gets to his feet and circles Johnny Bad Blood again for a moment. Richards once again lunges at Johnny Bad Blood with a collar and elbow tie up, but once again Johnny Bad Blood sidesteps him. Johnny Bad Blood drops down to perform a sweeping motion but this time Brent Richards jumps over the incoming leg. Johnny Bad Blood quickly stands after the missed sweep, his back to Richards, but Richards drops to the mat and quickly rolls up Johnny Bad Blood in a school boy roll up!

One
Tw…Shoulder Up!

Max: That’s how he beat Jokester!

Daniel: Yes, and it didn’t work without his hand on the bottom rope did it?

Johnny Bad Blood gets to his feet again and he and Richards circle each other for a third time. This time it’s Johnny Bad Blood who reaches out for the collar and elbow tie up, and Richards locks up with him. The two struggle to get the upper hand for a moment until Johnny Bad Blood maneuvers behind Richards with a quick standing switch. Bad Blood throws a stiff shot into Richards’ kidneys, then Johnny attempts a back suplex but Richards kicks his legs and stays grounded. Brent quickly does a standing switch of his own maneuvering behind Johnny Bad Blood. Johnny Bad Blood quickly begins to run forward as Richards holds onto him from behind, and as Johnny Bad Blood gets to the ropes he quickly grabs hold of them. Richards sees what’s happening though and as Johnny tries to slingshot Richards back, Richards lets go, then sends a dropkick to the back of the neck of Johnny Bad Blood. The crowd boo as Johnny goes down, and Richards quickly rolls him onto his back.

One
Two
T…Shoulder Up!

Johnny pushes Richards off him, then goes on the assault as he pulls Richards to his feet from behind.

Daniel: Uh oh, he’s awakened the monster.

Max: What monster?

Johnny nails Brent in the small of the back with a knee lift. Richards slumps down to one knee and Johnny Bad Blood takes a few steps back. Johnny Bad Blood squares in on his target before running forward and smashing his forearm into the back of Richards’ head. Richards’ eyes glaze over as he simply falls to the side and Johnny Bad Blood leaps on top of him and hooks the leg.

One
Two
Thr…Kickout!

Daniel: Johnny is really aggressively trying for that win here.

Max: Well hey, everyone wants to advance in the Tournament of Champions.

Daniel: …This isn’t a ToC match Max.

Max: It’s not? Damnit! The little logo confused me.

Johnny Bad Blood pulls Richards up to his feet and as the crowd begin to chant the his name once again as he whips Richards into the corner. Johnny Bad Blood charges the corner and hits Richards with a charging body press, then watches as he falls flat on his face to the mat. Johnny flips him over and goes for a cover.

One
Two
Th…Kickout!

Johnny Bad Blood lifts Brent Richards to his feet but Brent nails Johnny in the side with a punch.

Daniel: Richards fighting back!

Max: What genuine offense!

Daniel: Stop sucking up.

Richards grabs Johnny Bad Blood and as he takes a few steps forward attempts lifting him up, but can’t manage to do so. Richards then simply places his leg behind Bad Blood’s and drops him onto his back in a quick STO. This time Richards goes for the pin.

One
Two
Shoulder up!

Brent Richards stands and grabs Johnny Bad Blood by his head to bring him to his feet as well. Johnny Bad Blood stands with Richards and Richards attempts to whip Johnny Bad Blood into the ropes, but Johnny Bad Blood reverses the whip and sends Richards into them instead. Richards bounces off the ropes, but seeing Johnny Bad Blood lower his head he grabs onto the ropes and holds onto them instead of running back. Richards takes a step forward to kick Johnny Bad Blood’s outstretched head but Johnny Bad Blood quickly snaps his head back and catches Richards’s leg. Johnny Bad Blood quickly turns to the side and twists Richards’ leg quickly, performing a Dragon leg twist on Richards sending him to the mat.

Daniel: And down goes Brent Richards!

Max: Hey, I saw that a few weeks ago! Johnny needs to come up with his own moves!

Richards quickly sits up but Johnny Bad Blood pushes his torso back down and pushes his shoulders into the mat.

One
Tw…Kickout!

Johnny Bad Blood pulls Brent Richards up with him as he stands, but Richards fights back and pushes Johnny Bad Blood into the corner. Johnny Bad Blood hits the top turnbuckle chest first, then bounces off a bit off balance. Richards sees the opportunity and quickly rolls up Bad Blood in a school boy rollup, and then grabs the bottom rope! The referee goes down to count, but notices Richards’ hand on the rope and scolds him to let go!

Daniel: Richards got caught! He tried that same maneuver from last week, but he got busted doing it!

Max: Can you blame him? It’s only illegal if you get caught Daniel.

Brent stands up and argues with the referee saying that he was trying to break his fall. The referee shakes his head and stands firm as Richards continues to plead his case, then from out of nowhere Johnny Bad Blood rolls up Richards in a school boy this time! The ref goes down to count.

One
Twww…Johnny Bad Blood grabs the bottom rope….ooo
Three!!!

The crowd pop, a few of them confused, and Brent quickly sits up with a shocked look on his face. Johnny rolls out of the ring, and then points at Brent laughing.

Mina: The winner of this match, Johnny Bad Blood!

Max: Hey, did you see that?!

Daniel: I’m not blind, of course I did!

Max: That’s bullshit!

Daniel: Hey, it’s only illegal if you get caught right? Besides, that is karma if I’ve ever seen it manifest itself!

Max: Bullshit…

Scene opens backstage, where God of Live Champion Justin Dreamer talking to a WPW employee as they both started laughing.

And then SiNN offered me some chicken!

Suddenly, the unknown WPW employee stops laughing as it seems he sees something behind Dreamer.

What's wrong?

Dreamer slowly turns around to be face to face with none other than Carlos with an angry look on his face. Dreamer gives Carlos and smirk.

Hey what's up boss man?

Carlos turns to the WPW employee without even replying to Dreamer.

Leave now!

The employee then walks away and turns back to look at Dreamer, who looks appauled.

Come on Carlos, is that how you treat you employees around here?

It's my company, I'll treat them however I feel. Now, I just came here to congradulate you on reclaiming the God of Live championship.

Dreamer looks down at his championship hanging from his waist.

Yeah, it's been a long road, but I finally did it. Hey, I was wondering if I could face your pride and joy JMC at the Tournament of Champions?

What?.....

I was just thinking, ever since our last match at Halloween and it almost being a year later, it would be awesome if the fans could get another hoot out of another match of the year contender.

Carlos starts to snicker.

Justin, you lucky to get a world title shot last year in the first place, hell, you were lucky that I let your match continue against Twizted. Royalty have bigger and better goals than facing the "God of Hardcore." So why don't you just go ahead and defend your title like a good boy.

Carlos is about to leave, but Dreamer puts his hand on his shoulder to stop him.

Look Carlos, it's bad enough that my friend One lost the WPW title. But let me tell you this, you have alot more to deal with than just One and Scorch, I am ready to take down you and the Royalty punks. Nothing in the world would give me more pleasure than being responsible for taking down JMC, Knight, Judge........and you! Because before you even know it, there will be a line full of WPW wrestlers who will be dieing for the chance to get rid of you. And then, you all will be feeling your bones going...................

Dreamer pauses and looks away, but then quickly turns back with a sadistic look across his face.

SNAP SNAP!!!!!!!!

Dreamer laughs and pats Carlos on the back.

Have a nice show Carlos, oh and by the way.

Dreamer then whispers something into Carlos' ear.

Very nice boxers last week........

Carlos then walks away angry as Dreamer looks on with a smug grin.

The cameras come back from commercial to the inside of Carlos Gonzalez’s lavishly decorated office. Carlos sits on a plush cream leather sofa, and for now, he is the only person we see in the room.

Carlos: So, it is agreed then. You will focus on the upcoming Tournament of Champions, and not look to cash in your rematch clause. And to what, may I ask, do we owe this sudden change of heart?

The camera zooms out to reveal Jamie Parker sitting in a chair facing Carlos. He has a smug grin on his face, and his Florida title is draped over his shoulder.

Parker: there are some fights you simply can’t win. And there are those that can only be won by aligning yourself with the right people. Jason and I can only do so much as two men standing alone, and I’ve realised something important over the past two weeks. Sometimes, if you want to progress, it does help to have the backing of one or two important allies.

Carlos: Glad we’re on the same page Jamie. Now, if that is all, I have a few other things to attend to.

Jamie: Sure thing boss. I have a few things that I need to address myself. I can’t see Jason being overly happy with my decision after we fought so hard to resist your guys, but a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.

We cut back to ringside for the upcoming match with Royal Knight and Konami Kid.

Daniel: Oh my god, Jamie Parker just sold his soul to the devil.

Mina: The following contest is a first round match in the Tournament of Champions 2007. Introducing first, in the ring, from Melbourne Australia, Paul DiNatale!

Daniel: We'll have to leave Parker's actions for now, because we're about to get more Tournament of Champions action underway

Max: This should be one heck of a first round match.

Daniel: I have to agree, these two seem evenly matched here so it will be interesting to see who comes out on top.

Paul DiNatale stands in the ring after the commercial, having finished his generic and boring entrance, though pockets of fans do chant for him, appreciating his no nonsense attitude. Several more fans get to their feet in anticipation of the next competitor coming down to the ring.

Daniel: It looks like the fans are a little unsure who to root for.

Max: You have to pull for Paul, he lost his friend recently.

Mina: And his opponent, making his way to the ring, from Coastal Japan, weighing in at 251 pounds, The Forsaken!

"Prepare to feel..." is whispered as the the lights go out in the building, with the only light coming from the white silhoutte of Forsaken in a crucifix position on the titantron. "The Pain that I Endured!" Is then yelled by Forsaken, shortly followed by a giant burst of flame at the entry way, which quickly dies down to reveal Forsaken leaning against the walls of the entrance and the lights now on. Forsaken pushes off of the wall and walks confidently to the ring with a smirk on his face as "In The Shadows" plays. When Forsaken reaches the ring, he turns around to look over the crowd, nodding shortly after. Suddenly Forsaken crouches and touches his left hand to the ground then immediately pushing off, straightening up and going right into a backflip, landing on the middle of the top rope. Forsaken stands on the rope looking up at the sky, somehow perfectly balancing, before letting his body fall back, and turning it into a backwards cartwheel to smoothly recover. Forsaken then stands in the middle of the ring looking up as he waits for his opponent.

Max: We are just moments away now folks from finding out who will advance next in TOC.

Daniel: This could be the biggest match either of these men has ever had.

Forsaken looks at Paul across the ring and waits for the bell. The sound of the metal tolling causes Forsaken to shoot forward at DiNatale and bring him to the mat with a double leg takedown. He follows up by looking for an armbar, but DiNatale pushes him away. The two men get to their feet and go to lock up, playing into DiNatale’s strength advantage. He pushes Forsaken down to the mat and smiles at his work. Forsaken pulls himself up and looks surprised at DiNatale’s force.

Max: I would have thought the taller Forsaken would have the strength edge here.

Daniel: As would I, but that does not seem to be the case at all here thus far in the early going.

The men meet back in the center of the ring as Forsaken hits a weak forearm. DiNatale fires back with a hard forearm, and Forsaken responds with another weak forearm. DiNatale hits him with another hard forearm, then Forsaken comes with a third weak forearm with DiNatale not reacting until nearly taking Forsaken off his feet with another stiff forearm shot. DiNatale dares Forsaken to give him his best shot. Forsaken starts to deliver the forearm, but this time he spins first when he stops, he does not deliver a blow. Instead he stops, then drives his boot’s heel down the shin and then to the foot of DiNatale causing him to lunch down. He then hits a hard knee to the side and finishes the combo with a swift punt like kick to the jaw. Forsaken hooks the leg for the cover…

Daniel: Might that kick have been off to make Paul go down faster than Max’s father?

One…

Max: I guess not, and my mother is the easy one.

DiNatale rolls his shoulder up.

Daniel: Wow, you must have like the esp or something.

Max: Toy truck incident as a kid. I had a lot of toys from China I liked to lick.

Forsaken picks him up and whips him into the corner. He follows in with a hard clothesline then shoots out of the corner after DiNatale and comes off the ropes, leveling him with a spinning back elbow to the head. He drops down with a fast elbow to the chest and lays across him with a lateral press.

One…

Daniel: Forsaken looking to advance once again.

Two…

Max: Please, he will have to do better than that.

DiNatale uses his hand to grab the ropes and save some energy.

Daniel: Nice strategy employed there by DiNatale.

Max: Exactly no use expending extra energy when you do not have to.

Forsaken picks him up and chops him against the ropes, he follows with another chop then steps back and charges. DiNatale ducks the charging Forsaken and pulls down the rope as Forsaken tumbles out of the ring, landing hard on the mat below. DiNatale follows him outside and stomps on him a few times. He picks him up and whips him into the guardrail. DiNatale picks him up and carries him, running him back first into the ring apron. DiNatale rolls Forsaken into the ring and picks him up with a gorilla press before letting him drop back behind him. Cover by DiNatale…

One…

Max: This is not going to do it here.

Two…

Daniel: Then why bother with the pin?

Forsaken kicks out of the pin.

Max: That is why, it forced Forsaken to expend some more energy, making him weaker and prone to more attacks.

DiNatale picks him back up and whips him into the corner. He follows after him and hits a few rights to the jaw before picking him up and putting him on the top rope. DiNatale follows up after him and hits a quick superplex, but Forsaken hooks him for the small package pin…

Max: Superplex! This match could be over right here.

Daniel: I know, but it could be Forsaken getting the win!

One…

Two…

Max: He had to have cheated to get this pin!

Three…

No, DiNatale just kicks out in time.

DiNatale picks him up and hits a scoop slam. He follows up with some boots to the chest, before letting Forsaken get back up and throwing him off the ropes, Forsaken rebounds back and DiNatale brings him over and down to the mat with a quick powerslam. He does not go for the cover, instead opting to pick him up abring him onto his shoulder in a fireman’s carry position. He starts to spin for the PJD, but Forsaken starts to fire back with hard elbows to the side of the head. DiNatale stumbles, stilling holding Forsaken up, who responds with more elbows. Forsaken is able to slip off his shoulders after even more elbows as DiNatale is barely able to stand, groggily wobbling, his arms drop and Forsaken bring his right foot up with a quick sweeping roundhouse kick to the back of the head. DiNatale drops to the mat in a heap as Forsaken goes to make the cover, but the referee waves it off and calls for the bell.

Max: What in the hell just happened there?

Daniel: What do you mean, Max, the match just ended.

Max: I know that but why did he wave off the pin like that?

Mina: Here is your winner, by knockout, advancing to the second round of Tournament of Champions 2007…Forsaken!

Daniel: It looks like you have your answer right there. Forsaken’s repeated head shots, culminating with that violent kick, knocked out Paul DiNatale. What a hard way to go out of this tournament.

Max: Forsaken has shown us how lethal those feet of his can be.

Daniel: Even more amazing, I am not sure he hit a single wrestling move in this match. He was able to advance relying entirely on his striking. Just think, DiNatale thought he was weak after those forearms, perhaps Forsaken was only drawing him in and now he has advanced to round two in the 2007 TOC.

We cut once again to the backstage area, where Jason Bennett has just watched Forsaken advance in the Tournament of Champions. He looks up as he sees Jamie Parker enter the room.

Jason: That's a good sign with one half of a tag team through. I can’t wait to see who we get. But, before all that, have you spoken to Carlos about our rematch?

Jamie: Uhhh, yeah.

Jason: What did he say?

Parker: Well, that’s the thing. I told him I didn’t want a rematch.

Jason: What?

Jamie: I said I didn’t want to try for the tag titles again.

Jason: Why the hell not?

Parker: Listen Jason, I know you’re pissed, but this past week a lot has changed for me. I’m getting married and have a baby on the way, I can’t be fighting pointless fights now, I need to look after myself and do what’s right for me.

Jason: You know, I always liked that you were a self-centred son of a bitch, but I never thought it would affect us a team. So, you just take it upon yourself to screw me out of a title shot, as long as it suits you? That’s just fantastic Parker. You’re a fucking scumbag, now I suggest you get out of here before I do something I regret.

Parker: You should be careful about who you threaten Jason. Anyway, I don’t want to go down the road of a tag team splitting up and feuding for a month, it’s overdone, and I have bigger fish to fry now anyway. I said I didn’t want a rematch, I didn’t mention you. If you really need that crutch to hold you up, then find a partner and go back to Carlos. Otherwise, get your head in the game and concentrate on the Tournament of Champions, because a tag partner will be no use to you there. You decide what you want to do, but I’ve made my choice and you’re just gonna have to live with it.

“Falls Apart” by Hurt hits the speakers as we come back from commercial. The crowd rise to make their unhappiness known as Carlos Gonzalez makes his way out to the stage. He raises the mic to his lips but stops as an asshole chant breaks out. He waits for it to subside, but sensing that the Alabama crowd aren’t about to let up any time soon, he begins to speak over them.

Carlos: I said earlier tonight that I had important business to attend to, and I wasn’t lying, although I doubt you people would have noticed any difference if I had come out here to tell you the world had been taken over by aliens and that the U.S government was actually going to enforce the law preventing you from marrying your sister. You’d still have gotten on with your backward lives on your backward farms in your backward state.

Despite seeming impossible a minute before, the crowd are even more vocal in their contempt for the WPW owner.

Carlos: However, I ahvent come to announce any of those things, I have come to address something much more important, and that is the upcoming Tournament of Champions, which we kicked off here tonight and will conclude in a few months time. After putting all the names into a computer, it has generated the brackets, and I am now in a position to confirm 30 of the 32 superstars in the competition. So, here, for the first time, are the brackets for the inaugural WPW Tournament of Champions.

The crowd fall silent as the brackets are displayed on the screen and then an outbreak of muttering rises until everyone is chattering about who they think will advance and who they want to see win. Amidst all this, the crowd don’t even notice Carlos Gonzalez walking to the back.

The Lights go out and one single white light shines from the rafters, it focuses on The One standing in the entrance with his referee shirt on. Suddenly the full version of "The hand that feeds" by Nine Inch Nails hits the speakers and he begins his walk down the aisle towards the ring. The One enters the ring and then walks towards the turnbuckle on the opposite side and looks towards the sky.

Mina: Introducing first the special referee, former WPW World Heavyweight Champion, and member of The Resistance, he is The One!

The One looks at Mina with a look of aggression as he looks to his waist. Mina backs away from The One as he jumps off the turnbuckle. The lights in the arena flicker on and off quickly and then the chorus to “With My Mind” comes in, a Red light shines onto the stage and SiNN walks out…..he raises his hands partially in the air and walks down the ramp, the red light following him.

Mina: Introducing first in ths non-title match, from Deutschland weighing in at two-hundred and forty pounds he is a member of The Resistance, SiNN!

SiNN slides under the bottom rope and the red light grows larger he raises a fist into the air, and when he opens his hand the red light turns off. SiNN looks at The One as he backs away awaiting the current WPW World Champion, Scorch. "Blisters and Coffee" by The Classic Crime starts and Scorch comes from the back and runs down one side of the ramp, slapping hands of as many fans as possible.

Mina: And his opponent the current WPW World Heavyweight Champion of the World hailing from Tinley Park, Illinois and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds he is a member of the Resistance, he is "The Three Second Sensation" SCORCH!!

He continues to play up to the crowd a get them hyped up for the coming match and flips over the top rope to get in the ring. He then goes to the top turnbuckle to "strike a match." Scorch, SiNN and The One meet in the middle of the ring. The One asks Scorch to remove his WPW Heavyweight Championship but Scorch is hesitant but finally gives in and hands it to the former Champion. The One looks at it and then hands it to Mina. The One takes nice long look at Scorch and then at SiNN before asking for the bell.

Max: I wonder what the hell Carlos was thinking putting the three men of Resistance in one match.

Daniel: To break them up of course. Carlos is a staunch backer of The Royalty and The Royalty and Resistance don't see eye to eye. Plus we know the Royalty want the WPW World Championship around a member of their stables waist.

Max: True but will that even be enough for Carlos and The Royalty?

Daniel: Doubt it but its not like they have anyone to go for the God of Live or Hardore Championships right now.

Scorch steps back toward his corner as SiNN watches him very closely. SiNN grows unpatient and lunges toward Scorch, the two men then lock up near the ropes. SiNN then moves into a tight side headlock moving Scorch away from the ropes. Scorch battles back with fast paced elbows before breaking free of the side headlock. Scorch then hits SiNN with another elbow to the face before leaping backwards into the ropes and returning with a flying elbow, which knocks SiNN to the mat. SiNN is quick to get back to his feetand he runs at Scorch leveling him with a clothesline. Before Scorch has time to react SiNN drops his knee right on his temple. SiNN is then pulled away from Scorch and warned by The One for the attack.

Max: What the hell is that about? What is The One Scorchs mom now? Let them fight.

Daniel: Its simple why he did that, he doesn't want to see Resistance fall apart.

Max: Still a bitch move by the Former WPW World Champion.

SiNN's attention is diverted enough for Scorch to get to his feet. SiNN sees him on the ropes and runs at him. Scorch drops down and pull the top rope and SiNN falls to the outside, but lands on his feet. SiNN then instantly pulls Scorch's feet out from under him and pulls him out of the ring. The One leans on the ropes but doesn't start his count until SiNN hits Scorch with a right hand.

One...

Two...

Scorch stumbles back and then retaliates with a hit of his own. SiNN steps back now.

Three...

SiNN goes to his Scorch but Scorch blocks it and hits SiNN with a headbutt.

Four...

SiNN falters backwards and Scorch then hits him with a dropkick knocking him to the mat.

Five...

Six... Scorch slides into the ring and then back out restarting he count.

Daniel: Looks like Scorch has thrown caution to the wind knowing if he doesn't bring the fight to SiNN that SiNN will bring the fight to him.

Max: Goes to show no matter how loyal you are when the cards are dealt and your back is against the wall you must do what it takes to get off that wall.

Daniel: Wow you thought of that yourself?

Max: No I heard it in a movie.

Daniel: Figures.

As Scorch goes to pick SiNN up The One stops counting. Scorch doesn't realize this as he throws SiNN shoulder first into the steel steps. The top step jars itself loose and SiNN is now laying on the bottom one. Scorch looks up at the crowd which is chanting 'FIREBOMB'. He pays them no mind as he picks SiNN up to slam his head on the step again but SiNN blocks it, elbows Scorch in the ribs and then slams Scorch's head into the steel step. Now The One begins to count.

One... Scorch lays on the top of the step but not for long as SiNN picks him up and then scoops slams him back down on the steel step.

Two... SiNN then takes Scorch's legs and pulls him off of the steps. Scorch's face hits the mat.

Three... SiNN begins to drag Scorch around the ring until he begins to fight back trying to crawl away.

Four... SiNN continues to try and pull but Scorch has stopped any more attemptes. Scorch then locks his legs around SiNN.

Five... Scorch then begins to twist his body trying to throw SiNN aside but that fails. SiNN over powers Scorc and slides him into the ring post.

Six... Scorch releases his grip on SiNN and whinces in pain.

Seven... SiNN then enters the ring. The One continues his count but SiNN then exits the ring again and The One stops his count. SiNN looks at The One and is confused.

Daniel: What is The One doing?

Max: I have no idea, this is really odd behavior, but then again he is said to be leaving
WPW sometime soon so maybe this is a message right to management itself.

Daniel: And whats that message?

Max: He was screwed and now he is going to screw with everyone that steps in his way. I don't know I am not one of the voices talking to The One.

Daniel: You'd be suprised.

SiNN picks Scorch up and throws him into the ring. Scorch begins to move away from the ropes as SiNN gets up onto the apron. The One then confronts him not allowing him to get into the ring. SiNN pushes The One away and goes to enter the ring and thats when Scorch jumps SiNN with a clubbing blow. SiNN stumbles into the ring and Scorch then kicks SiNN in the chest popping him up. He then takes SiNN and irish whips him off the far ropes; SiNN returns and Scorch leapfrogs him; SiNN then bounces off the far ropes and returns and Scorch delivers a monkey flip to him. SiNN hits the mat but gets right back to his feet. Scorch gets to his and doesn't notice then and turns around right into the face of SiNN. The two men look at each other, Scorch backs away and then goes to hit SiNN but he instantly blocks it, kicks Scorc in the stomach and delivers a gutwrench power bomb to him slamming him to the mat. SiNN then covers Scorch, hooking his leg.

Max: I wonder if The One will count.

The One stands there and doesn't move, SiNN looks up at him and tells him to count. The One slowly gets down and is about to count when Scorch kicks out.

Daniel: Well there's your answer.

SiNN gets up and gets into the face of The One and tells him to "Act like a referee and do your job." The One tugs at his shirt and says "I did I counted." SiNN shakes his head as he picks Scorch up. Scorch pushes SiNN away and then lays in on him, SiNN stumbles away and then Scorch takes him by his arm and locks in a standing wrist lock. SiNN quickly counts and throws Scorch to the ground. SiNN goes for a quick leg drop but Scorch moves out of th way. Scorch gets to his feet and drop kicks SiNN to the face and SiNN falls back and then is instantly covered. Scorch then covers SiNN and once again The One doesn't count; Scorch doesn't waste any time as he moves SiNN near the ropes and places his foot on the bottom rope. Scorch then puts his boot across SiNN's ankle, he then uses the top rope for leverage an SiNN tries to get his foot loose.

Max: What now The One is assisting Scorch in a way? I don't understand this.

Daniel: He is doing this so he can say he is 50/50 in this match.

Max: Goes to show what the WPW Heavyweight Championhip meant to the former
Champion.

Scorch begins to bounce up and down on the rope trying to simply break SiNN's ankle, thats when The One finally gets involved and pulls Scorch off of SiNN's ankle. Scorch puts his hands up and backs away from SiNN with a smile on his face. SiNN grabs his ankle for a moment before springing back up to his feet. He peers at Scorch and his face goes from confused to the fires of hell, a sinister smile cracks his face as he shakes off the ill effects of the attempt by Scorch. Scorch looks at him and shakes his head and smiles telling SiNN its just business. SiNN goes motionless and strokes his chin and agrees and goes up to Scorch and reaches out his hand. Scorch is a little hesitant but decide to shake SiNN's hand and when he does SiNN delivers a short arm clothesline to him knocking himto the mat. SiNN keeps a hold of Scorch's arm as he then drops an elbow on the downed Scorches arm. Scorch belts out in pain as SiNN gets back to his feet and stomps him in the stomach a few times before backing away with saying "It's just business."

Daniel: This fight is about to turn sour, I wonder if The One will try and save Resistance or will The One do Carlos' bidding for him allowing the destruction from within of Resistance.

Max: Sometimes I wonder what Carlos has in mind but by putting The One as the referee might be his most ingenious plan to date.

Daniel: It could be. I'm not sure if they realise that this is happening just yet. But I am sure theywill figure it out soon.

Scorch gets back to his feet and leans against the ropes and peers over to SiNN who standing on the opposite of the ring now. Scorch is holding his stomach as he begins to move around the ring. SiNN shadows his moves until they both lock up in the middle of the ring. SiNN throws Scorch into a wristlock right away, Scorch gets free and puts SiNN in a headlock. SiNN tries to break free by pushing Scorch away from him but fail as Scorch keeps his hold, he then leaps forward and slams SiNN to the mat with a bulldog. Scorch then flips SiNN over and covers him again, the One looks at him and then begins his count, rather slow count.

One...

No SiNN kicks out after the rather long one count. Scorch is pissed as he slams his hands on the mat and get to his feet. He then tries to pick SiNN up but gets a thumb to the eye and then is rolled up with a small package.

One...

Two...

No Scorch kicks out just as The One's hand is coming down for the three.

Max: From a count that took longer to happen then Britney Spears to drop her pants to a count that was as fast as Nicole Richies stint in the slammer. I don't get it, what is The One thinking.

Daniel: You made refrences to Britney Spears and Nicole Richie in one sentence. I bet you feel special now.

Max: No accomplished, Special possibly.

Scorch and SiNN both get to their feet at the same time. The two men then run at each other and both go for a clothesline and hit each other hard. They both fall to the mat. Scorch and SiNN begin to move right away and Scorch then pops up to his feet, he stumbles back into the ropes. SiNN get to his feet as well. The two men's eyes meet once again and SiNN backs away as Scorch repositions his jaw. SiNN smiles as he tells Scorch to come get some. It doesn't take Scorch a moment to think about it as he runs at SiNN, SiNN ducks it, Scorch goes from the ground to the ropes and of with a springboards off going for a crossbody but somehow SiNN catches him in midair with a drop kick. Scorch drops to the mat hard as SiNN gets right back to his feet. SiNN then picks Scorch up to his feet, SiNN then kicks him in the ribs before locking him up and delivering a snap suplex, SiNN keeps the hold as he picks Scorch up one more time and hoists him up with a vertical suplex, which he doesn't hold long as Scorch drops behind him. SiNN turns around recieves a boot
to his ribs and is leveled with a impact DDT.

Scorch is slow to his feet but when he does he doesn't cover SiNN but instead opts to pick him up. Scorch then throws SiNN into the corner, backs away and then runs at him hitting him with a corner clothesline. Scorch then transitions quickly as he puts SiNN on the top rope. Scorch hits SiNN a few times before he gets up to the middle rope. Scorch hits SNN with a few forearms across the face before lifting him up. Scorch the positions himself for superplex but as he is about to deliver it The One gets reinvolved in the match and pulls Scorch down off the rope. Scorch looks at him "What the hell is you problem?" Scorch then climbs the ropes again and once again goes for the superplex but SiNN blocks it, he then delivers quick jab to Scorch's ribs before pushing him off the ropes. Scorch stumbles off the ropes but remains on his feet. SiNN jumps off the ropes and then lunges at Scorch and hits him with a thrusting headbutt. Scorch falters into the ropes. SiNN then takes Scorch and moves him away from the ropes and then delivers a reverse rockbottom to him. SiNN quickly covers Scorch.

Daniel: A Nice reverse rockbottom from SiNN but is it enough to put away the WPW World Champion?

Max: I doubt it, hell I doubt The One will even co...

Just as Max is about to finish The One drops and begins to count, slowly again.

One...

Two...

And then The One stops counting. SiNN looks up at The One and gets to his feet. SiNN looks at his friend and shakes his head. The One motions to his waist and then points at Scorch "HE is mine!" SiNN turns his back on The One and goes to pick Scorch up but The One pulls him away again and once again tells him "He is mine!" SiNN gets pissed and pushes The One away as he picks Scorch up finally. The One comes back and pushes SiNN again. SiNN drops Scorch and turns around getting in The One's face. The two men stand motionless starring each other dead in the eyes. SiNN clenches his fists as does The One but before they could do anything Scorch reaches up and rolls SiNN up. The One drops and begins his count.

One...

Two..

No SiNN kicks out after the fast two count. The One gets up and grimaces as Scorch gets up as well. Scorch kicks SiNN for good measur before he could get to his feet. SiNN instantly grabs Scorch and then The One by the throats. He looks at them as they were bitter enemies. Scorch and The One then push him away and BOOM SiNN levels the both of them
with a clothesline.

Daniel: What the hell is SiNN thinking? The One is the referee, he could get disqualified for that.

Max: After what The One has pulled here tonight its a wonder that this hasn't happened earlier.

SiNN picks Scorch up and then kicks him in the ribs setting up and then delivering a fisherman's suplex. Scorch hits the mat as SiNN gets right back to his feet. SiNN walks over to The One who is shaking out the clothesine. SiNN picks The One up and throws him out of the ring. SiNN now has free reign of the ring as he walks back over to Scorch and pulls him up by his hair. SiNN throws Scorch into the corner and then throws him into a tree of woe, SiNN securely locks Scorch in before backing away from him. SiNN then runs at him full force and hits him with a knee to the midsection, Scorch does not fall. SiNN then backs away again and runs at him delivering a baseball slide right to Scorch's face, Scorch finally breaks free and falls to the mat. SiNN is on his feet and has a sinister smile on his face. Out of the corner of his eye he sees The One pulling himself up on the ropes. SiNN walks over to him grabs him by his head and throws him back into the ring.

The crowd doesn't know what to think as Carlos comes out onto the entrance ramp with a smile on his face. SiNN sees him and goes to exit the ring but then he notices Carlos isn't along but two members of the Royalty, JMC and The Judge are right behind him. SiNN doesn't realize that Royal Knight has come through the crowd and is sitting on the outside of the ropes with a chair in hand.

Daniel: What the hell is Carlos and The Royalty doing out here?

Max: The better question is who's the chair for that Royal Knight has in his hand.

Daniel: This isn't good for those men inside the ring.

SiNN picks Scorch up and goes to irish whip him but Scorch counters and throws SiNN to the ropes, thats when Royal Knight pops up and hits SiNN right on the back with the chair. SiNN stumbles forward in a daze as Scorch capitlizes and hits SiNN with the Ignitor. Scorch covers SiNN and The One makes his way to the pinfall attempt and begins to count.

One...

Two...

Three...

Max: Scorch wins the match but as it looks the battle has not yet been won, here comes the rest of the Royalty.

Daniel: Get out of the ring!!

JMC and The Judge enter the ring and begin their attacks on Scorch, SiNN and the One. JMC has SiNN on the ground and is pounding away at him and The Judge has Scorch but Scorch begins to fight back and he throws The Judge out of the ring as he does Royal Knight jumps him from behind like a wild cat. Scorch throws him to the mat and thn runs at JMC leveling him with a clothesline. The One gets to his fee now and takes off his referee shirt, he is pissed as he jumps in and attaks Royal Knight. Scorch goes and helps The One toss Royal Knight out of the ring, the two men the take JMC and catapults him over the top rope to the outside.

Max: Looks like The Royalty just got served a Royal Decree of get the hell out of here by the Resistance.

Daniel: I can't believe my eyes The Resistance is still a force as a team even with the

battle we just seen.

Max Its purely business inside the ring, hell if everytime teammates battled inside the ring I doubt there would be a tag team division here in the WPW.

Daniel: Oh wait one God damn minute… what is he grabbing a mic for.

Max: Well we have seen so much of him tonight. Let him finish off the show with a bang.

Carlos comes outto thr fronnt of the retreating Royalty and tells them to stay behind him. He grabs the Mic and stares right into the ring where Resistance celebrates. He tells a ring operator to stop the music and turn his microphone on.

Carlos: I so am sick of this little group of Resistance running around like they run my show. First, I have to deal with The One as Champion and soon as that beautiful day comes, he hands it right off to his friend. So starting today I pronounce this faction dead… if you like it or not. But how do you kill something that has garnered such a love from these moronic fans? That easy…

Carlos grins into the mic…

Carlos: You take away it’s heart.

The fans boo with uncontrolled emotion and the camera zooms around Resistance waiting for Carlos’s next move.

Carlos: I tried to turn you to against each other, I have tried making jealously the key, but now I am sick of little games. It’s time to do what I couldn’t do for so long, something I have longed to do for almost a year. It’s time to do what is necessary!

Daniel: I don’t like the sound of this!

Max: What is he talking about…

Carlos: The day I helped create Royalty there was a fatal flaw to that great group of men… one small thorn that kept holding it down from greatness. From the very moment this group was formed… YOU have stopped it’s progress! YOU ONE have tried to stop what’s inevitable... first it was winning the championship on what was suppose to be the greatest night of these three men behind me careers. Then you form this group of rejects to “resist”. You kept them away from the top for too long! You have kept me from this eventful day for too long! I said once you lose that title things were going to change, and even if Scorch is our champion for now, that still makes you in no place of powers. So it is time to end this war with one quick shot, one bomb to lay to rest any possibility of your survival

No more leader of Resistance, no more Believers, no title rematch, no more public disgraces and far from any Redemption. Today marks your last breath under my banner, your last moment of glory…. Because tomorrow you will not have a job here. Consider yourself terminated… consider your leader dead.

The crowd looks on in shock as Scorch and SiNN grow angry and are about to change Carlos and Royalty, but The One grabs them and holds them back. He shakes his head no, and then reaches for SiNN’s hand. He shakes it, then proceeds to give him one big hug.

Daniel: From The SiNNdicate… to a Resistance, and that folks is friendship.

He turns to Scorch and grabs the title from the ground and places it on the shoulder of Scorch, he says “It’s your turn” and pats the title and smiles. Scorch and The One then embrace, one smiles at crowd and looks around for a moment and then jump out of the ring and heads for the crowd. He walks up some stairs and stops for a moment, and then throws his hands out and gives one more God Like Pose as TNT fades to black.