The scene opens as we see clips from last weeks Mutiny. From Healy Startling and Kid Frost's show stealing match, to the Main Event pitching Flood against Larriett, right to the Champions League draw. We see the screen get divided into Quarters with each occupant of a certain team come up, reminding the fans of who is on who's side. The Sim-Tron fades as Green and White pyros explode everywhere around The Raleigh Entertainment And Sports Arena as the camera finally settles on Michael Rossenbourg and an empty chair.

MR: Well folks, My colleage Shane Dean has been 'promoted' so to speak, to an Interviewer. Not a backstage interviewer, but for a program WsW are working on. I don't know who my new announcer is, but I can assure you tonight will be a night to remember. The Champions League starts tonight Ladies And Gentlemen! The road to the World Title, and Vindication 2, is now..

Michael is cut off by 'My Way' by Limp Bizkit, and out steps the WsW President, Mike Melling. He has a Microphone in his hand as the music dies down and an 'asshole' chant starts up.

Prez Mike: Always....

The crowd boo as Mike smirks knowing he has the crowd in the palm of his hand.

Prez Mike: I'm out here right now to let you all know who the new color commentator is. Now we had a hard choice, but after much careful consideration by myself, Jay and.. Scotty.... we have the best man for the job right behind this curtain. And he's somebody you all know and love very well. A Multi-Time World Champion, a legend across Japan and America. A WsW Hall Of Famer. Former WsW Hardcore, IC and World Champion. I think you all know.. so I'll allow him to have his own introduction from here on in...

Prez Mike heads backstage as the crowd start to stand

MR: No way.. it can't be...

'Come As You Are' by Nirvana plays as the crowd let out a huge roar.

MR: IT IS!! IT IS!! HARDCORE ICON IS MY COLLEAGUE!!! ....Oh shit....

Icon comes onto the ramp and wipes a fake tear from his eye. He walks down the ramp, slapping hands of many a fan. He then takes his seat next to Rossenbourg, who looks shocked as Hell

HI: What up fatboy? You look like you've just seen a ghost.

MR: Sorry Icon, it's kind of hard for me to comprhend that a former WsW World Champion is sitting alongside me, commentating

HI: Well start comprehending cuz I'm here to stay.

MR: Well Icon, we'll see how good you are at color commentary with our opener, Maverick Vs Mortal Wound

HI: Keep that tone of voice up Mike, and we'll see how good you are at taking an ass kicking.


The scene opens at Maverick's locker room door with a large man standing infront. He walks in and goes to greet Maverick

Maverick: Renegade! What are you doing!?

Renegade: Came to wish you luck bro, I mean hey... it's been a while since you've been in the ring.

Maverick: HA! HA! Ya ok, you know better then I do that my time away from the ring hasn't made a single difference. I mean comon, first of all I am up against this nobody Mortal Wound and secondly, I kicked your ass once or twice a few weeks ago. The only thing that pisses me off is that I am in the opening match! I AM NEVER IN THE OPENING MATCH! I AM MAIN EVENT MATERIAL!

Maverick punches his locker leaving a dent with the form of his fist.

Renegade: Breathe... look at it this way man. You're going out there getting everyone into this Monday night Mutiny AND once you're done with tonight, the staff will see what you're capable of and you will be bumped up in the card. I mean hey, you're a newbie in this federation, what did you expect? And just for the record, you may have kicked my ass a few times, but I've wooped yours every other time!

Maverick: Alright alright, you're the bigger man Renegade. But you're right, I guess all I can do is win this fight and hope for the best. SHIT! I gotta go man! Later!

Maverick runs out of his locker room and makes his way to the ring.


Opening Match
Regular Match
Maverick Vs Mortal Wound

Maverick comes out to his theme. He gets into the ring. He is waiting for his opponent. Mortal Wound's music blasts as he runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Maverick starts to quickly stomp at Wound. Maverick gets to his feet and the both men trade off punches. Wound knocks Maverick to the mat. Wound knocks him down again with a right hand. Maverick blocks then next punch then hits a jaw breaker. Wound holds his chin on the ground. Wound is on one knee they trade punches around. Wound gets on both feet he whips Maverick off the ropes. Maverick sunset flips over a bent over Wound.1...2..Wound kicks Maverick in the head with both feet. Wound rolls and gets onto his feet. Maverick gets up, Wound goes to clothesline him to the mat. Maverick ducks it and grabs Wound and hits a neckbreaker. Maverick gets Wound up and tosses him into the corner then chokes him with his foot. Wound falls down in a sit down position. Maverick goes to the middle of the ring. He charges and goes for a dropkick. Wound moves and Maverick crashes between the steel pipes.

MR: Ouch thats not good for his libido!!

HI: How would you know? You're frigid and we all know it..

MR: I'm happily married...

HI: So was Michael Jackson......

Wound legdrops Maverick on the back of his head. Wound gets Maverick back up. Wound double arm drivers Maverick into the center of the ring. Wound gets on the top rope. Wound hits a modified frog splash. He covers 1...2.. Maverick kicks out. Maverick gets up and Wound charges. Maverick back body drops Wound and Wound lands on the ring apron. Maverick turns and faces him. Maverick gives Wound a right hand. Maverick sunset flips over the ropes and powerbombs him on the outside.

MR: WOWZERS!! That was one hell of a move!!

HI: Wowzers?!

MR: Sorry, I was caught up in the moment

HI: Wowzers....

Maverick gets on the apron and leaps off with an elbow drop. Maverick gets Wound up and he drags him to the ramp.

MR: What's he going to do here!

HI: Shut up, watch, and find out.

Maverick attempts for a piledriver. Wound swings his legs in midair causing Maverick not being able to piledrive him. Wound headbutts Maverick in the gut. Wound grabs Maverick's arm and samoan drops him on the ramp. Wound grabs Maverick and drags him down the ramp before tossing Maverick back into the ring. Wound gets on the apron he waits for Maverick to get up. Maverick stands and hits a Springboard bulldog on Maverick. Wound covers. 1...2..Maverick kicks out. Wound gets up a little angry but continues to assault Maverick with a northern light release suplex. Wound goes to pick up Maverick. Maverick catches Wound off guard with a right hand. Wound kicks Maverick hard in the shin and sets him up for a powerbomb, but somehow, Maverick is able to slide out and get a sunset flip pin on Wound 1...2...3!!!

MR: A lucky win from Maverick, perhaps?!

HI: It was a close match Mike, someone had to win it..

MR: True, and I predict big things from both these superstars!


We cut to the office of President Mike Melling. He is pacing the floor stopping only to take a drink from his glass. His mobile phone rings…

PMM: “Hello…?

Oh hey baby…

I’m a little busy right now…

It’s the middle of Mutiny…”

There is a knock on his door, and it opens. Shane Best, Angeldust, Xtreme and Doyle make their way into his office.

PMM: “Look I have to go… There is some business I have to attend to I’ll speak to you later…”

Of course you love me… Thank you…”

He hangs up the phone and turns to his team.

PMM: “I’m glad you could all make it here… I want to talk to you about the Champions League. This is important to me guys… You get me…? This is more important than anything is… the stakes are high. Not just for you guys, I have a lot riding on this… so I want you to win at ALL COSTS… Do anything, to anyone, any time… You 4 men are the 4 that I believe are the BEST in this federation. But I want to make this one point… If you fail me, I will make your lives in this federation a living HELL… If I lose to Jay or Scotty… I will be highly disappointed and almost embarrassed… If I lose to Adz I will fire each and every one of you… GOT ME…?”

They all go to speak…

PMM: “Do not try and speak… I am not interested in your opinions. I will not lose to Adz, I will not lose to Scotty and I will not lose to Jay… I will beat them all and I will prove to the world that I have a brain that matches the size of my libido… And I will prove to every man women and child who told me I would never succeed in this business that I can and will outsmart Jay V… If you do fail me… You may as well had your contracts back to me… because your lives wont be worth living…”

SB: “You are one major…”

PMM: “Asshole…? Always… Now get out…”

He smiles as the 4 men stand and leave his office.


Match 2
Broken Glass Taped Fists (Tai Pai) Deathmatch
The fighters wraps there hands in tape, rolls them in glue and then rolls there hands in broken glass. The first person not to respond to the 10 count loses.
Stryfe Vs Doyle

Scream by Misfits hits and smoke is seen on the stage which is soon followed by green strobe lights. Doyle slowly makes his way out of the smoke and down the ramp where he is welcomed with loud boos. Doyle walks up to the ring and pulls him self onto the ring apron by grabbing the top rope then stepping over it and entering the ring. Once in the ring he cracks his knuckles and gets ready for the fight.

Pigs, by Pink Floyd hits and Stryfe makes his way to the ring with a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. He steps into the ring and goes face to face with Doyle. Doyle has a 10 inch height advantage over his opponent.

The ref tapes their hands, making them look huge, and then forces them to role the straps in a bucket of glue. Another bucket is brought out, full of broken glass. Both men dip their hands into the glass until their straps are covered, the ref rings the bell and the match begins. The two stare at each other and then at each others straps. Suddenly, Doyle kicks the bucket of broken glass into the face of Stryfe…

MR: Good God, that’s not allowed, Stryfe could be blinded.

The ref starts to count as Stryfe takes his time getting back to his feet…

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Stryfe is back on his feet but is busted open pretty badly, luckily his eyes were narrowly missed. The two grapple, too much pain and Stryfe belly-belly suplexes Doyle onto the broken glass which was left on the canvas after Stryfe had wiped it off his face. Doyle rolls in agony which in turn gets more and more broken glass into him. He also is bleeding…

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He gets back up and charges at Stryfe and hits him with the ‘Giv ‘em the boot’, which is a big boot. He knocks Stryfe down but he clings onto the turnbuckle and so isn’t officially knocked down, and so a count can not be done. However, Stryfe is pretty much out cold and so he is at Doyle’s mercy. Doyle pounds on Stryfe, constantly cutting him with the broken glass. Stryfe is bleeding badly, but somehow manages to push Doyle away, biding himself some time. This time, however, is not enough, as Doyle starts beating on him again. Stryfe eventually pushes Doyle away again and this time manages to roll out of the ring. He rests against the ring steps to get some air.

Doyle climbs out of the ring to deliver some more punishment to Stryfe, but is surprised when Stryfe empties the bucket of broken glass all over him. Doyle starts to scream in pain and gets back into the ring, resting against the ropes. Stryfe gets back in the ring and symbols for ‘The Burning Cross’, his finisher move. He tries to hit the move, but Doyle outpowers him and hits him with ‘That’s Incredible’ which is a spinning tombstone. The ref starts to count…

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MR: Doyle has won!

HI: Yeah but look at him, he’s a bloody mess, and he’s covered in shattered glass!

Doyle gets out of the ring, he is covered in broken glass which is being stuck to him by the blood from earlier.

MR: This type of match and commitment just shows how much people want to win the Champions League!

HI: Yeah! And it’s a point to Prez Mike’s team! Well done guys!

MR: I bet Shane Best, Xtreme and Angeldust are happy!


Match 3
Fatal Four Way
Elimination
Blood Vs Vynal Seven Vs Angeldust Vs "The Awakening" Eric Reynolds

'No One Knows' by QOTSA plays as CEO Jay V appears on top of the ramp, with a microphone in hand. He signals for the music to be cut off, looking visably dis-pleased.

Jay V: OK, let's get this out of the way, as it doesn't make me happy one little friggin' bit. The fatal four way tonight WILL NOT HAPPEN. I apologise greatly for this, and here are your reasons. As fans, you deserve to know.

Blood phoned me up earlier today and told me that there's been a medical emergency on his side of the family. Sure this is breaking Kayfabe, but when a Dear Loved one of yours has a major accident, nobody gives a SHIT about wrestling. I, along with the WsW Roster, wish Blood and his family all the best.

Vynal Seven has been suspended indefinatley, without pay, and removed from the Champions League. This is due to reasons you as fans do not see. Arguments happen all the time on the road and with our writing staff, but something happened which has never happened before. Our head writer had his head smashed through a Coach window, courtesy of Vynal Seven, hene his suspension.

Angeldust has been detained at the airport, due to a Terrorist Threat. This is not a situation to be taken lightly, and I hope Angeldust can get out of that airport safe and sound, for his own family's sake.

As for Eric Reynolds. Nobody really knows. We've had differing stories from different people, and we finally got a phone call saying that he couldn't get to the arena due to a snow storm.

I deeply apologise for this loss of a match, and I hope the three members of WsW, from this match are safe and sound. Our best wishes go out to them, and their families.

A round of applause is given for the CEO of WsW, as he heads to the back.

MR: Well, nobody want's to hear anything like that

HI: Indeed, as a former wrestler, I know what it's like to be in each of those situations. The bust up with staff is never good, being stuck in, or by a snow storm is as scary as hell. Terrorist threats? They scare the shit out of you, you think your life is going to end right there. And as for the family emergency, well, I'm sure we've all been through that at some point in our lives.

MR: Well folks, up next is the Cage Match between Chris Carnage and Xtreme. There's been quite some hype about this match, due to Scotty picking the little known Chris Carnage first.

HI: I've seen Carnage wrestle, he's one tough son of a bitch. But one things for sure, Xtreme is just as tough, if not tougher.


The scene opens once again with Jay V, just got backstage. He opens the locker room to where Healy Startling and Kid Frost are talking. They divert their attention to their team leader

Jay V: Guys, I don't want to look stupid by picking you two, and you two want that shota t the World Title. JC Larriett is a tough 'un and so's Ed Stevens. You guys must NOT take things lightly. Do ANYTHING.. and I mean anything.. to ensure you get that win tonight... you own them...


Match 4
Cage Match
Winner by Pinfall OR Escape
Chris Carnage Vs Xtreme

"Down With The Sickness" Disturbed blares as Chris Carnage makes his way toward the ring, the crowd practically boo the newcomer out of the arena as he steps through the cage door into the ring.

‘Blind’ by Korn sounds throughout the arena as Xtreme emerges on the rampway, the crowd go nuts as he makes his way toward the cage.

MR: "Well here we go Icon, a sadistic steel cage match.”

The ref calls for the bell, both men lock up immediately and Xtreme slams a knee into Carnages midsection, Xtreme reigns forearms down on the back of Carnage before lifting him into a piledriver. Carnage hits hard and Xtreme immediately heads for the side of the cage, Xtreme begins to climb.

MR: “Well Xtreme isn’t wasting any time, he’s gettin out of there.”

HI: “It’s called using your head nimrod, the sooner he gets out of there, the less chance he’s gonna get smacked into the steel bars.”

Carnage slowly gets to his feet and grabs Xtreme by the leg before he can get over the top, Carnage yanks Xtreme down and Xtreme catches his groin on the top rope. The male section of the crowd let out a collective groan as Xtreme slumps to the mat. Carnage picks him straight up and whips him into the corner, Xtreme hits hard and Carnage stalks over to where he lies. Carnage picks up Xtreme once more and delivers a running powerslam.

MR: “Well Carnage is just all over Xtreme right now.”

Carnage picks up Xtreme and runs him toward the edge of the cage, however Xtreme puts the brakes on at the last moment and puts his hands up to block the move, Xtreme delivers a back elbow into the gut of Carnage and then rams his head into the side of the cage. Carnage falls back as blood appears at his forehead. Xtreme picks him up and begins to scrape Carnages forehead along the cage wall, blood gushes from the open wound.

MR: “Oh my lord, this is sick, and we only have a PG rating. Parents you might want to change the channel for a few moments.”

HI: “Aahh give it a rest, Xtreme’s just doing what he does best. He’s getting extreme!”

Xtreme delivers a side russian leg sweep before heading to the top rope, Xtreme flies off with a perfect elbow drop that buries Carnage into the canvas. Xtreme once again heads toward the side of the cage and begins to climb.

HI: “This ones over, theres no way Carnage is getting up.”

Xtreme gets halfway up the cage when miraculously Carnage starts to get to his feet, Xtreme notices and turns to his foe, Xtreme leaps off for a double axe handle, but Carnage manages to maneuver into an inverted atomic drop!

HI: “Oh my god! Poor Xtreme, he wont be getting any lovin for at least the next six months!”

Xtreme drops to his knees as Carnage backs up against the ropes, runs forward and hits Xtreme with a dropkick to the head, Xtreme falls to the canvas, seemingly out of it as Carnage heads for the side of the cage, he begins to climb.

HI: “Surely this is it, Xtreme’s on dream street, and i dont see him waking up anytime soon.”

Almost as if on cue, Xtreme starts to get back to his feet.

HI: “Unbelievable.”

Carnage is almost to the top as Xtreme heads to the cage, Carnage gets one leg over as Xtreme reaches up and manages to grab the other leg, however Carnage shakes him off and gets his other leg over the top, Xtreme climbs quickly and grabs Carnages hand whilst it still holds the top of the cage, Xtreme uses all the strength left in him to pull Carnage up opposite him on the cage, Carange throws a left hand at Xtreme, but Xtreme blocks it and hits Carnage with a left of his own that nearly sends Carange flailing off the cage, Xtreme grabs Carnage by he head then looks down at the mat.

MR: “What the heck is he thinking...”

Xtreme suddenly lurches backward and hits Carnage with the Aneurism DDT back into the ring!!!!

Crowd: “Holy shit! Holy shit! WSW! WSW !”

MR: “Oh my god, there broken in half!”

HI: “I swear i’ve heard that somewhere before.”

Both men remain motionless as the crowd begin to chant ‘Xtreme, Xtreme Xtreme!’ After a few moments Xtreme begins to stagger to his feet, he falls forward however, but right near the door. Xtreme grabs the bottom rope and pulls himself closer to the door, he gets his arms and head out the door then feels a sudden tug on his leg.

HI: “He’s alive! He’s alive!”

Carnage, miraculously, is somehow conscious, he pulls the leg of Xtreme, dragging him back into the ring. He picks Xtreme up and attempts a short clothesline, but Xtreme ducks, then kicks Carnage in the gut and attempts another Aneurysm DDT, but Carnage manages to spin out of it, he kicks Xtreme in the stomach and hits Annihilation!! Carnage slumps down on his hands and knees.

MR: “Surely thats it, all he needs to do is get out of there.”

Carnage slowly makes his way to his feet, he staggers to the side of the cage and begins climbing, he gets two rungs up then falls back down.

MR: My god, he’s got nothing left.”

HI: “Can you blame him!”

Carnage pulls himself up once again and begins climbing, he gets halfway up when Xtreme gets back to his feet! The crowd go nuts as he walks over and climbs up beside Carnage, the two men begin trading punches, neither man wanting to let go of the cage, Xtreme blocks a punch from Carnage, grabs his head and slams it into the side of the cage. Carnage falls from the cage onto the mat.

MR: “Get out of there Xtreme!”

Xtreme begins climbing, he gets to the top of the cage, Carnage still isnt moving. Xtreme stands at the top of the cage and looks down, then back in the ring at Carnage, then back outside again. He gets a twisted look in his eye as he smirks toward the crowd, then suddenly he leaps off the cage back into the ring and hits the Twisting Senton Splash on Carnage!!!!!!!!!!!

MR: Holy shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!”

HI: Thats what i was thinking.”

Xtreme manages to just roll an arm over Chris Carnage for the first pinfall of the match 1...2....3!!!

MR: “He did it! What a matchup, that was ppv quality stuff from both these athletes!”

HI: "Xtreme is one tough son of a bitch, isn't he? He's also a crazy fukker!"


[We see Edward Stevens and Maroon in their locker room. Stevens is dressed out in his gear jumping up and down loosening his muscles. Jack Sugden comes in with a camera crew behind him]

Jack Sugden: I am here with Edward Stevens. Stevens tonight you face Kid Frost and Healy Startling with J.C. Lariett as your partner. How do you feel going into this match?

Stevens: You see Mack....

Jack: Its Jack.

[Stevens gives Jack a hard look and then proceeds.]

Stevens: Excuse me Mack?

Jack: Nothing.

Stevens: I didnt think so. Now Mack, Kid Frosted Flakes and Heathly Starting point dont know what they are getting into. I could take these kids by myself but the top officals didnt want to embarrass the little youngsters so they gave me a partner and one who is pretty damn good in the ring. Now I'm going to walk down to the ring, give them a few shots to the head, do a Sweet Ass Kisser here and there and then Maroon is going to come down, give me and Lariett a chair, and you will be seeing a three way Con Chair-To. Thats it, and J.C. and myself walk away as the winners.

Jack: Thanks Stevens. Now back to....

[Stevens grabs the mic from Jack. Stevens stares at Jack again and Jack gets a look of fear in his eyes.]

Stevens: Did I say we were done here fat boy? Did I fish dick? No I didnt...........

I'm Edward Stevens and Don't Forget It!

Now we are done.

[Stevens grabs Jack and throws him out of the locker room.]


Match 5
Hardcore Tag Team Tornado Match
Healy Startling/Kid Frost (Team 1) Vs Edward Stevens/JC Larriett (Team 4)

'No One Knows' by Queens Of The Stone Age plays as Two members of Team CEO, Healy Startling and Kid Frost step onto the ramp. The two get a huge ovation, as they hit fists on the top of the stage. Frost jogs down the ramp and rolls into the ring as Startling casually strolls towards the ring.

HI: These sort of matches are fantastic. Look at the ring Michael, there's a table set up dead center, there's a little sports bag, full of weapons. I know, because I checked! And outside, there's trash cans, filled with all sorts of goodies.

MR: And who knows what's underneath that ring?

HI: I do.. it's Adz's Mother..

MR: Which would mean your ex-lover, at least?

HI:...SHUT UP!

We hear Rossenbourg snicker slighty as Startling and Frost are seemingly discussing tactics. The lights go down as South Texas Death Ride by Union Underground plays, and Stevens and Larriett come out onto the ramp. JC Larriett runs down to the ring and slides in. Ed Stevens isn't far behind as the bell sounds and JC and Frost begin brawling, and so do Healy and Stevens. Larriett Irish whips Frost into the ropes as Healy and Ed trade punches in a corner. JC puts his head down looking to back body drop Frost through the table, but Frost karate rolls over the back of Larriett and onto the table. Larriett turns around as Frost hits a spinning wheel kick sending Larriett to the outside of the ring. Healy goes to slam Ed's head into the turnbuckle, but Ed blocks it, elbows Healy in the gut and slams his head into the buckle. ed does this twice more before Frost turns Ed around and hits a European uppercut. Healy then places Ed in a Full Nelson as Frost begins to punch away on the stomach and head of Stevens

MR: Well Icon, Healy Startling and Kid Frost certainly compliment one another's styles here in WsW.

HI: Yeah, but my former Tag Partner JC just hasn't been himself lately. Well, not in WsW. It's like he's working himself too hard.

Frost steps back as Healy hits a full nelson front sweep, making Ed hit the canvas face first. Healy starts to look through the bag of weapons as JC gets back on the apron. Frost sends a shoulder through the ropes and into JC's stomach. JC doubles over and Frost signals to the crowd before jumping over with a sunset flip powerbomb, with JC's head hitting the steel ramp!

MR: GREAT MOVE THERE!!

HI: Wow, this Kid Forst sure has a lot of talent. But look at him, he's just a little bitch really... kinda like Shane Best!!

Healy pulls out a coil of barbed wire, a baseball bat and a small blue canvas bag. The crowd start to get excited as Icon is standing on the announce table.

HI: HEALY!! WRAP THE WIRE ROUND THE BAT!!!!!

Icon is able to control himself and get off the table, but remains standing as Healy does as Icon says. He wraps the barbed wire around the bat and waits for Stevens to stand up. Frost gets on the apron as Stevens gets to his feet. Healy aims the bat at Stevens, but Stevens quickly weaves out of the way as Healy sends the barbed-Wire bat straight into the face of Kid Frost. Kid Frost's face almost explodes with blood on impact as he's sent back down to the 'safety' matting. Healy drops his bat in shock, looking at Frost, saying he's sorry. Stevens picks the bat up, spins Healy around and sends it into his stomach, the wire ripping the flesh from Healy's torso. As Healy doubles over, Ed sends the bat into the back of Healy, making him yell in pain as he hits the mat. Stevens rolls him over and hooks the leg 1...2... kick out

MR: Mis-communication from Frost and Startling almost cost htme the match

HI: I've never fought Edward Stevens, but truth is... the guy's talented. Always has been.

Stevens goes over to the blue canvas bag and looks inside. His eyes widen as he tips the bag, revealing the contents onto the Wooden Table, and all around the table.. THUMBTACKS!! The crowd start to get very excited as Stevens throws the bag into the crowd. He starts taunting the crowd as Healy battles against the pain. On the apron, Kid Frost jumps onto the top rope and hits a springboard dropkick, sending Stevens out of the ring. Frost barely misses the thumbtacks as he stands with his back to the ropes. He tells Healy to run at him, and he does. Frost bends down and sends Healy over the ropes towards Stevens, but Stevens moves and Healy ends up hitting his jaw on the 'safety' barrier. Frost lets out an expletive as he jumps onto the top turnbuckle and leaps off at Stevens. Stevens however, spots this and jumps up hitting a dropkick on Frost in mid-air!!

Crowd: WOOOO!!!

MR: Ed Stevens doing remarkably well on his own!

HI: And he's got JC helping.... kinda...

JC Larriett is back on his feet, blood pouring from the back of his head, and he has a toilet seat in his hands. Healy stands up and gets the toilet seat hit over his head. JC slams the lid down on Healy, on for Healy to take the toilet seat off his head and hurl it like a frisbee at JC, hitting him square int he mouth. JC falls back and we see a tooth come out of his mouth!

HI: HAHA!! He lost a tooth to a toilet seat..

Healy shakes his head at JC, only for Stevens to come from behind and give Healy a face-crusher variation into the railing. Stevens pics up one of the trashcans and empties it. The following items fall out. A small road sign that says 'no parking', a lump of wood, an auto-biography about Blood`Weaver and a three tomatoes roll about on the matting. Stevens picks up the lump of wood and goes over to Kid Frost. He places the wood around his neck and looks for a Modified Russian Leg Sweep, but Healy is able to get up and kick Stevens in the back of the knee. Stevens lets go of the wood and goes down to one knee. Healy Irish Whips Stevens towards the anounce desk, sending Stevens over the desk and crashing into Rossenbourg! We hear Icon laugh, and see him stay on his fat ass as Rossenbourg stays down on the floor. Healy picks up a near by cable and wraps it around the neck of Edward Stevens. Stevens gasps for air as Rossenbourg is able to get up and put his head set back on

MR: Am I on?

HI: Sounds like it.. you OK?

MR: [breathing heavily] No thanks to you..

HI: HEY! I didn't do anything..

MR: EXACTLY!! You could've helped me up..

Frost, still holding his ribs from that huge dropkick from Stevens, gets up and sees the Blood`Weaver book. His eyes open wide in a stare of hatred as he gets the book and continually hits it against the head of JC Larriett. he then rushes JC Larriett up the ramp and throws him into the steel set. Stevens is still being choked by Healy and the cable. Frost then climbs up the steel set and drags JC with him, hitting his head on some steel on the way up. Frost and JC are standing on the steel support, right in front of the Sim-Tron. Frost headbutts JC as he stumbles backward and towards the edge of the stage. Frost flips JC off and slaps him hard in the face. JC spins on the spot as Frost shoves JC in the back, causing him to fall a good 20-25 feet down onto nothing but concrete!!

MR: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!! FROST KILLED LARRIETT!!!

HI: Myah, I've done worse in my career...

Frost smiles as he makes his way down and down the ramp. Healy lets go of Stevens from the cable choke and drags him up the table. Rossenbourg and Icon get up and move out of the way as Healy looks for a piledriver through the table. Stevens blocks it, before dropping down to one knee and low blowing Healy. As Healy grabs his sack, and doubles over in pain, Stevens hits the Sweet Ass Kisser on Healy, sending the table crashing!!!

Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

HI: The damn table's been ruined

MR: HEALY'S FACE HAS BEEN RUINED!!

Stevens rolls into the ring and dares Frost to do also. Frost stands on the apron and slingshots over the ropes. Stevens goes to superkick Frost, but Frost catches his foot, goes down to one knee and swipes Stevens off his feet. Stevens quickly rolls out to avoid the thumbtacks, which are spread almost across the whole ring now. Stevens goes around to the motionless Healy, and turns his back on him, looking at Frost in the ring. Healy leaps up to his feet, blood coming from his face, and stalks Stevens. Frost tells Stevens to turn around, Stevens, confused, does so, and Startling Bullrushes him against the Apron!! Stevens spits out some blood as he stumbles forward, bent over, and Healy delivers the 8 Second of fame!!

HI: If Stevens is able to win this... I promise to do the chicken dance butt naked..

MR: I sure hope Stevens loses now..

HI: Ye.. HEY

As Ed is laying outside on the floor, Frost jumps on the top rope and hits a springboard shooting star press to the outside!! Healy and Frost pick Stevens up as Healy drags Stevens to the top rope. He puts his own back to the table and throws Stevens over in an overhead Belly-Belly suplex, through the thumbtack table!!!! The crowd profanity chant as, from the opposite turnbuckle, Frost hits the Nevermore Grace!!!! Frost stays on top of Stevens 1...2....3!!!

MR: And Startling/Frost have got the win for Team CEO!!

HI: JC Larriett completely sucked there...


The scene opens up with Jay V and Prez Mike discssing the Main Event. Jay turns to the camera.

Jay V: After careful consideration for our competitors health and safety, we have deicded to let pinfalls count inside the warehouse. Flood and Shane Best have been notified by the referee. We hope you enjoy the Main Event.


Main Event
Warehouse Brawl Match
Flood Vs Shane Best

HI: “Oh yeah! The main event! I’ve been waiting for this… Been cultivating my Shane Best jokes…”

MR: “Oh yes, people have tuned in to listen to your Shane Best jokes…”

HI: “When was the last time someone had to “Tune in”…”

We cut to the Warehouse where the brawl was to take place. We see a car pull up and Flood get out. The referee is waiting at the door.

R: “Shane Best is already here… he’s inside!”

F: “Where is he…?”

R: “...Inside…”

Flood pushes past the referee and into the building. He starts to look around the building. He starts up some stairs to a second level around the edge. He reaches the top and catches a vicious Shane Best boot in the face sending him backwards rolling down the stairs! Best runs down, leaping from the 7th step landing with an elbow in the chest of Flood!

MR: “WHAT A MOVE!”

HI: “He’s Irish… he has to cheat to win…”

MR: “That was not a funny joke…”

HI: “It wasn’t a joke… it was a fact…”

Flood slowly pulls himself to his knees… Best moves to the side of the warehouse and grabs a piece of wood and smashes it across Floods spine. Best quickly makes the cover…

1… 2… Kickout!

Best looks angry as he grabs a metal bar. Flood gets to his feet and catches the bar in the gut. He drops to his knees holding his stomach. Best raises the bar high over his head…

MR: “NO! THIS IS SICK…”

HI: “He’ll screw up…”

As Best swings the bar down, Flood raises his arm into the jewels of Best. Best replaces Flood on the ground.

HI: “Told you…”

MR: “I actually miss Shibby…”

HI: “Only ‘cos he used to blow you…”

Flood gets to his feet and holds his stomach as Best lies on the ground, marbles in hand. Flood begins to come back with boots to the head of Shane-O. Flood then looks under the stairs and finds a bag. He empties the contents onto the ground in front of him. Nails and Screws scatter across the ground. Smiling Flood pulls Best to his feet.

HI: “Oh I hope Flood hurts him…”

MR: “Your sick…”

HI: “Thank you!”

Flood scoops best into the air and slams him onto the nails and screws! Best screams as the metal tears into his back cutting him deeply! Best rolls off the nails as the blood pours out of his back. Flood smiles as he looks for more toys.

MR: “Best… Best is getting back up…”

HI: “What the f… FLOOD WILL YOU SHOOT HIM OR SOMETHING!?”

Best grabs the bar and walks behind Flood who is still searching. He smashes the bar into the back of Flood’s knee! Best falls backwards onto the stairs… Sitting for a moment he gets to his feet and starts wearing out Flood with shots to the stomach and back. Flood writhes in pain on the ground. Best smiles as he nails a final shot to the face of Flood. The screams are chilling as the crack of bone is heard. Blood starts to literally pour from the nose of Flood.

MR: “That was devastating!”

HI: “It certainly was… I can’t believe Best is back on top…”

Best smiles and pulls Flood to his feet and literally drags him up the stairs. Once at the top, Flood is leant against the railing. Best starts to lay in some right hands to Floods already bloody nose… He drops to the ground and Best rolls into a cover.

1… 2… Kickout!

Best flips and starts looking for more weapons. Opening the door he finds a secret weapon. A baseball bat with a rag tied to the top. He also pulls out a bottle of fine Irish Whiskey and pours it over the rag. Taking a match he sets the rag alight!

MR: “Things may just get ugly…”

HI: “Why is Veronica here…?”

MR: "Didn't you violate her?!"

HI: "HELL NO!! She violated ME! I'm scarred for life..."

Best rains down with half a dozen shots with the bat! By the end, Flood is unconscious as Best makes yet another pin attempt.

1… 2… Kickout!

Best stands up and holds the bat over his head again screaming. Flood opens his eyes and with a quick flick of the feet drop toe holds Best whose head hits the metal rail and knocks the remaining whiskey smashes on some wooden pallets below. Flood rolls into the cover.

1… 2… Kickout!

Best and Flood both slowly get to their feet. Flood with his back to the railing. They exchange rights and lefts, Best gains control and measures for a clothesline.

MR: “Flood ducks the clothesline…”

HI: “YES BEST HAS FALLEN!”

MR: “No… He’s kept hold…!”

Best hangs from the railing down over the pallets below! Flood grabs the baseball bat and smiles insanely. He hovers the burning ball bat over the fingers of Best who screams! Best falls but holds onto the ground! Flood doesn’t notice, and Best rolls underneath the bars. He gets to his feet as Flood turns around. Best underhooks Flood and tosses him over the railing down to the pallets. He bounces off and lands on the ground.

MR: “THAT’S IT… BEST HAS THIS MATCH WON!”

HI: “NO! BEST IS A LOSER!”

MR: “WAIT… What’s that!?”

Best holds his arms in the air and drops the bat down to the pallets below which explode into flame. He turns to the stairs as Blood lowers from the roof onto Best’s level! Blood has grabbed the metal bar and slams it across the spine of Shane-O-B who drops to his knees. He turns and looks up into the eyes of the man who has interfered!

MR: “WHAT IS BLOOD DOING HERE!?”

HI: "Family Emergency my asshole!"

Blood grabs Best by the hair and lifts him up into a slam position. He then tosses Best off the level down through the flaming pallets! The referee runs over with a fire extinguisher and delights the fire. Blood comes down the stairs and pulls Flood over the battered and burnt Best.

1… 2… 3!

MR: “FLOOD WINS! But how the HELL did Blood know where the warehouse was…?”

As Flood slowly gets to his feet with his arms raised, the scene cuts to CEO Jay V sat at his desk smiling…

HI: “I think I know how…”