Date: 8th December 2002
Place: Memphis, Tennessee
Arena: The Pyramid

Dangerous: A lot of nerve you have making this match, Sean. It's bad enough your little pal Exile scared the bejeezus out of my son last week! What makes you think you can pit the Rebellion Project against each other? Why...

Corvik: Goddamn Nick shut up. We did it because we could do it. What better way of taking power into one's own hands? Exile's stroke of genius allowed us to run this show.

Dangerous: That's a bunch of crap. It's because none of you have the guts to stand up to us man to man. You have to pull political strings. You have to get an unfair advan--

Corvik: THE MIND...is just as much of a tool as the heart, Nick. You see when you want to pollute something into extinction you claw to the inside and slowly eat it alive. Until it all falls. Until our dynasty crumbles, Dangerous. Why? Just because it's a possibility. We all like to expand on possibilities. Haven't you ever tried to take control simply because you wonder what it's like? To see if you could do it? To overcome a challenge?

Dangerous: Why all the riddles?! Why can't you say something that makes sense for once?

Corvik: It's the ignorant like you infesting this world. Just remember. We still have a score to settle.

Dangerous: Yeah we do. Just look out behind you.

[[Corvik doesn't have time to turn around and is hit in the back of his head by Strait Hate. Corvik falls into Dangerous and Dangerous tries a clothesline. Sean ducks and Dangerous clocks Strait Hate. Chazz appears out of nowhere and clocks Corvik with a superkick. A second car spins into view from the back and Scott Monroe and Exile jump out of the vehicle, brawling with Chazz, Hate and Dangerous. Monroe whips Chazz Mendel into a nearby dumpster hard, leaving a solid dent in the green apparatus. Exile knees Nick Dangerous in the gut but Nick catches his leg and sweeps him. Monroe clocks Nick before he can do any harm. Sean is now brawling with Thorn, who has found his way into the foray. Sean tosses Thorn on the hood while Exile does the same with Dangerous. Corvik, not having enough, grabs Dangerous and puts his head through the window of the limousine viciously. Monroe and Exile back up, laughing, not noticing Chazz behind them weilding a tire iron. As if by a twist of fate, the heavy door to the arena swings open and knocks Chazz on his ass. ]]

Road Block: I GOT HERE AS SOON AS I COULD GUYS!!

Exile: Damn it...some things you just don't question.

[[Nick, holding his face to stop the flow of blood, leans against the hood. Mendel is knocked out behind the door. Thorn holds his midsection on the hood while Strait tries to get to his feet. The Royal Family and Road Block walk in the building, leaving the Rebellion Project a mess.]]

[[The noise in the arena is deafening. The Familytron glow shuts off after revealing the attack. The darkness is shrouding the venue when suddenly pyros fly off in every natural direction illuminating the smile on each of the fans faces.]]

Exile: THIS IS…ROYAL FAMILY TV!!!!!

[[The lights come on showing the new set. RFTV logos are set on each side of the entrance and the ring is now colored in red and black with the logo in the center. The biggest change however is the large raised platform set behind the announcers desk. It is decorated in Roman attire. The fans are cheering loudly as the camera settles on the announcer's desk and the all too familiar faces of Dean Thorton and Neil Down]]

DT: Well they've done it now. The Royal Family has officially taken over. Who knows whats going to happen here today

ND: All are great matches Dean

(Just then the Cazzotron flickers to life and we are in the lobby of the arena.)

DT: What's this?

ND: I have no idea

(The door to the arena then swings open and a familiar face appears.The crowd go nuts along with Neil Down.)

ND: IT'S CHRIST!! IT'S CHRIST!! Oh it really is christmas!!

DT: Calm down Neil

(Chris walks into the arena with his gym bag slung over his shoulder. His face has a slight smile on it and he is kitted out in his everyday clothing of jeans and a Christmas in Hell t-shirt. The cazzo tron then fades out.)

ND: I can't believe Christ is here!

DT: More to the point WHY is he here?

ND: Good point

[[Suddenly Dean Thorton slumps face down onto the desk and where his head was is the flat part of a steel chair]]

ND: SWEET MONKEY LOVING MOTHER OF GOD!!! DEAN IS DEAD!!!

[[A set of large hands pick up Dean and throws him down on the floor. The hands are placed on the desk and slowly the body is lowered into the camera view. The neck… and finally Road Block's smiling face]]

RB: HOWDY!!!!

ND: What the hell are you doing here?

RB: Im the color commentator

ND: NO YOUR NOT! I AM

RB: Oh…did I knock the wrong person unconscious

ND: Nah, Dean was a lousy color commentator anyway

RB: That's what I thought. NOW LETS GET THIS PARTY STARTED

[[Road Block gets up and starts dancing]]

ND: Uh….

RB: DANCE NEIL!!!

[[Neil gets up and starts doing the robot with Road Block]]

ND: Its going to be a long night

[[Fuck It by Seether hits and instantly the crowd stands on their feet and boo. Exile, Scott Monroe and Sean Corvik all walk through the entrance way smiles plently on their face]]

ND: SEAN CORVIK IS SMILING! OH GOD WE ARE ALL GOING TO DIE!!!

[[Exile pulls a microphone out of his back pocket]]

Exile: Ladies and Gentlemen, dumbasses of all ages. May I present to you…THE ROYAL FAMILY!!!!!

[[The crowd boos even louder as the trio walk down to the ring]]

Exile: Now now now. Lets quiet down…simmer folks simmer.

[[The crowd boos even louder]]

Exile: THIS IS MY SHOW! SO SHUT THE HELL UP NOW!!!

[[The boos become deafing. Debris is thrown at the Family]]

RB: Exile gets no respect, no respect I tell ya

ND: Is this what I sound like?

[[Monroe taps Exile on the shoulder and asks for the microphone]]

Monroe: Ahem…

[[The crowd starts to quiet down]]

Monroe: If you all want to be able to say that you survived tonight, then I STRONGLY suggest you listen to what Exile has to say

[[The arena is scared silent by the Champions words. Monroe hands back the mic to Exile who is just laughing and shaking his head]]

Exile: I KNEW I liked him for some reason. Now lets see. Sean, you're the EWCL tag champion right?

[[Exile hands the mic to Corvik]]

Corvik: Well I didn't win this thing in a crackerjack box

Exile: That's what I thought. And well obviously this belt I have here isn't just to hold up my pants. And Scott, well lets just say they might as well weld that belt to your shoulder cause I don't think its going anywhere. So already you have 3 of the highest ranking champions all together in one ring. Secondly you have the biggest legend in wrestling today standing to my left

[[Exile puts his hand on Corviks shoulder]]

Exile: And you have the future of well just about damn near everything standing to my right

[[Exile puts his hand on Monroes shoulder]]

Exile: And then theres me

[[The crowd starts to boo again]]

Exile: Then theres me. I guess I'm just here. Just along for the ride? That what you all were thinking wasn't it? Oh man, Exile lost his title to Monroe. Now hes really going to slip down. Fade out. That's just what you wanted wasn't it

[[The crowd cheers at that statement]]

Exile: WELL POPPA'S GOTTA BRAND NEW BAG!!!

RB: AND IT'S NOT CARRY ON LUGGAGE!

ND: I dunno if I can life with this

Exile: NOW WE ARE IN CONTROL! I TOLD YOU ALL THAT THE EWCL WAS GOING TO END! THAT I WAS GOING TO KILL IT! I just bided my time. Waited till all the pieces were in place…and BAM! Here I am, here WE are. Welcoming you ungrateful sons of bitches to the show that will revolutionize this industry. Now, there are some rules that we need to discuss here. Namely, that tower right there

[[Exile points to the Roman platform]]

Exile: Back in the days of the Romans there was great battles waged in the coliseum…aw what am I telling you morons about this for. You all saw Gladiator right? Well We will be playing Jaquien Phoenix and judging all the matches from up high. What does this mean…well heh. IT MEANS THAT WE RULE ALL!! Now get these pawns out here to wrestle.

[[The crowd boos as Exile Corvik and Monroe leave the ring and walk over to the platform and take their place at the top]]

[[The Familytron comes to life. Marco is getting preped for his match, the suction hose of a vacuum strangles him to the ground. The man choking out Marco is none other than Coby Belton.]]

Coby Belton: Stupid motherfucker, found this in your little collection...

[[Coby throws the hose over Marcos unconcious body.]]

RB: I bet Marco liked that hoover that Belton gave him

ND: I bet Marco liked that hoo…dammit.

RB: HA! IM THE COLOR MAN NOW DAMMIT!

ND: I cant believe I have to be the straight man

RB: Yeah I can imagine you don't have much experience being straight. HAW HAW HAW!!

ND: Shut up Road Block. Alright so lets see. Well Marco and Belton REALLY don't like each other much. They have been at each others throats all weekend and now it looks like Belton took it literally with that vacuum hose. AND HERE WE GO! RFTV IS NOW UNDERWAY!! Marco and Belton are exchanging some serious blows here already

RB: Its like a presidential intern meeting in there!

ND: Enough with the oral sex jokes…Oh God what am I saying? Belton has the upperhand here now and is knocking Marco back into the turnbuckle. Belton with an irish whip to Marco. OH REVERSE BY MARCO! Now its Belton is the one crashing into the opposite turnbuckle

RB: I think its prejudice to call them irish whips

ND: And I really don't care. Marco attacks Belton now with vicious boots to the back. Beltons face is screaming with pain

RB: Better than him crying at Exile's feet

ND: You would've done the same thing had it been you

RB: Nah I would've been like. PSST STEP OFF BITCH! IM GHETTO HARDCORE! UNH!

ND: Really cause here comes Exile now

RB: OH GOD PLEASE DON'T HURT ME! IM SORRY!

ND: HAHAHA

RB: NO EXILE STOP HITTING ME! OW OW OW!!

ND: uh…Road Block…Exile's not really here. IT was a joke

RB: GET HIM OFF ME! GET HIM OFF ME!!!

ND: Sigh…John If you back there, im really sorry for everything ive ever done to you. Now look at Marco walking around the ring. Not a smart move. Belton's head is raised and HES GOT MARCO IN A ROLL UP!!! 1…2!!! Oh man, kickout by Marco. That was a close call for the IWF import.

RB: Well the EWCL needs to be tougher on immigrants

ND: Marco is charging Belton now but OH Belton saw it coming and executed a flawless drop toe hold on Marco. A smart move

RB: For a dummy

ND: Pot calling the kettle black

RB: RACIST!!

ND: Belton doesn't waste a second and applied a front headlock to Marco. Really putting pressure on the temple of Marco. Marco seems to be fading now. Belton moving him backwards towards the center of the ring. OH MY! MARCO CAUSED BELTON TO TRIP!! Belton on his back and Marco's head is still in the vice. Marco lifts up his body into a bridge…HES GOT A PIN ON BELTON! 1…2…No..kickout by Belton. Smart a smart move for Marco this time. Really showing his ring prowess

RB: Like a jungle cat…ROWR!!!

ND: Riiiiiiiight. Both Belton and Marco are getting to their feet now. They tie up and are fighting for supremacy. Belton forces Marco into the turnbuckle and releases the hold. Belton gets in some sharp jabs in Marco's stomach

RB: This match brought you by the fine people at white out

[[Road Block slugs back a bottle of white out]]

ND: WILL YOU QUIT DRINKING THAT STUFF

RB: NO! Thank you very much

ND: Marco slumps down in the turnbuckle now and OH! LOW BLOW BY MARCO TO BELTON!!

RB: Oh cmon, he liked it

ND: Marco covers Belton now…HES GOT HIS FEET ON THE ROPES!! 1…2..THE REF SEES IT! Hes yelling at Marco now! Belton is up! Marco turns to see Belton and gets a kick to his stomach for his trouble! Belton is backed away! OH MY ROCKER DROPPER ON MARCO! Belton with the cover now! 1…2..KICKOUT BY MARCO!!

RB: You know what would make this match really great?

ND: This match IS really great!

RB: Yeah but imagine it BEER!

[[Road Block pulls out a six pack and opens a bottle and starts drinking]]

ND: Ugh. Belton was really disappointed by that kickout. But hes back up and picking up Marco by the hair. LOOK AT THAT! MARCO JUST SHOT IN ON BELTON! HES GOT HIM IN A DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN! BELTON IS IN THE AIR…SPINEBUSTER!!! WHAT A VICOUS SPINEBUSTER!!! MARCO WITH THE COVER! 1…2…3!!!!!!! WHAT A SURPRISE FOR BELTON!

RB: Yeah but what about your mom?

ND: What about her?

RB: Shes ugly

ND: So Marco wins this match and…

[[Exile stands up by the platform with the mic]]

Exile: If I might interject…what am I saying, this is our show. Now, judgement will be rendered on Coby Belton…are we yay? Or nay?

[[The crowd boos as Exile Corvik, and Monroe stand atop the platform with their thumbs out and in the middle]]

Exile: To the future of Coby Belton…

[[Exile, Corvik, and Monroe place their thumbs down]]

Exile: Dispose of him

[[The Family takes their seat back on the platform]]

ND: This is not good

RB: Marco is picking up Belton again! WHOOO!!! VIOLENCE!! VIOOOLENCE!!!!

ND: This is not good! What is Marco doing? HES BRINGING HIM OVER HERE! MARCO IS DRAGGING BELTON OVER TO SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!

RB: GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!

ND: MARCO HAS GOT BELTON UP!! OH MY GOD! JACKHAMMER THROUGH THE TABLE!!! I cant believe this is happening.

[[The lights go out suddenly and large clang is heard the lights come back on and Marco is laid out on top of Belton. Xavier grabs a mic]]

Xavier: Marco, you like to call yourself The Virus, well guess what, The Vaccine just arrived.

ND: XAVIER IS BACK AND HES GUNNING FOR MARCO! WHAT A WAY TO START OFF OUR SHOW!!

RB: That and a beer…and of course commercials…God bless commercials.

:::::Commercial:::::

RB: Jeez someones testy

ND: SHIT! We are back. Well what a way to start off our show. Its been hectic but so far so good. And even better the Family hasn't really been up to anything.

[[The Familytron hums to life and to Dan Prohibitions door]]

ND: I had to say it. Dammit

RB: Yeah! DAMMIT!

[[The door opens and Dan is doing push ups on the floor]]

Dan: Lydia? Is that you?

[[The camera turns revealing its actually Racheal, Scott Monroe's girlfriend]]

Racheal: Yes it is. And I really missed you

[[Racheal turns off the lights in the dressing room]]

Racheal: Come here Dan, my big saint.

Dan: Lydia? Are you alright?

Racheal: Im just fine. How does this feel?

Dan: WHAT THE HELL! HEY! STOP IT! OW!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!! WHAT ARE…

[[A large thump is heard. The door opens and Racheal walks out holding a knife and holds up a vial of something to the light]]

ND: Is that blood? WAS THAT A VIAL OF BLOOD!! ROAD BLOCK?! WAS THAT A VIAL OF BLOOD?!

RB: Enh, more than likely. She IS Monroe's chick.

ND: BUT BUT!!!

RB: Gotta be a bit crazy to be with him.

ND: I guess your right

RB: Of course it could be the beer

[[Road Block chugs down another beer]]

ND: Good lord! How many have you had?

RB: YOU DON'T KNOW ME!!

ND: Lord help us all.

RB: Well, now this should be an interesting match. We've got Aaron Gold taking on your favorite wrestler, Neil.

ND: HE'S TAKING ON DANNY CHRIST?!?? YESS!!!!! NOT EVEN YOU COULD RUIN THIS FOR ME!!!

RB: He's taking on...Matty Midget!

ND: Yeah, that was cute…real cute

("God's Kingdom" by Guttermouth plays and Matty Midget comes running out from the back. He doesn't even wait till his regular entrance. He runs to the ring followed by Griff Miller and slides in, and moves over to the corner to wait for his opponent)

RB: Well, it appears the Midget's ready for this match.

ND: Argh, who cares.

(As he speaks, "Cruxify Yourself" by Fozzy starts to play and Aaron Gold comes out from the back. The people cheer him on and he makes it to the ring and gets in)

ND: Well, the referee has explained the rules, and there's the bell, and we're underway! The two men circle each other a few times, and now Gold decides to go in after Midget, and grabs him! Midget struggles mightily, and headbutts Gold! Great move, and now Midget's free! And he charges Gold and hits a spear immediately, trying to take the fight to Gold! Wow, you've got to admire this man's courage!

RB: Aww, to hell with that! Get him Gold! Man, now Midget's on top of Gold, and he's punching him!! Left, right, right, left, left!! AHAHAHA!! Gold just monkey-flipped Midget off of him, and now Gold's back up to his feet! Get him Aaron!!

ND: Well, now Midget's also back up to his feet, and once again charges Gold, but this time Gold sidesteps him and DDT's Midget to the mat! Oh that had to hurt! And now Gold's following up with a nice-looking moonsault!! That can't feel good on his ribs, and there's our first pinning attempt! One...Two...No! No, Midget got a shoulder up! And look at Gold! He can't believe he kicked out of that!

RB:: Well hell I can't either! And Gold's getting frustrated! Oh yeah, come on Aaron! He's setting up for a powerbomb! Oh this'll finish that little clown off once and for all! And what comes up must come--NO! Midget with a headscissor takedown to Gold! Gold's up quickly, and he charges again, Midget ducks again, dropkick to the knee!

ND: You've got to admit, Midget's trying to use his size to his advantage, and right now it's working quite well! Another dropkick to the knee takes Gold down a bit more, and now Midget with a bulldog! Oh yeah, and hes really starting to quicken the tempo of this match. Midget quickly bouncing into the ropes, and there's another spear to the ribs of Gold! And off the ropes, and another! Oh wow!! Gold starts to get to his feet, but Midget into the ropes once more and a chopblock!!

RB: Damn you Goldilocks!! Finish the little bastard off!!

ND: CMON I CANT BE THAT BAD!!! Gold is struggling now back up to his feet, and Midget going for ANOTHER SPEAR and...NO!! Gold counters with a mid-air swinging neckbreaker on Midget! Great move!! Now Gold picks up Matty, and there's a nice overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Oh, Matty's writhing in pain, and understandably so!

RB: Ha! Yeah, that's what we like to see! Hey look!! He's going for a German Suplex! And BAM! There it is! Oh yeah!

ND: Well, now Gold's continuing to try to use some high-impact moves on Matty, and it seems to be working. Gold climbing up on top, and it looks like...He's going for the Goldrush!! But look!! Matty's up to his feet, and kicks the rope, and Gold just crotched himself on that top rope! And now Matty's on top, and...Oh my god!! Matty just hit that 42 Inch Crush!! Spinning Fameasser just took Aaron down hard!!

RB: Oh for the love of...DO SOMETHING GOLD!! KICK OUT!! He's pinning Gold! One..Two...NO!! ONLY TWO!!

ND: It looks like Matty's calling for the end now, and he's back up top!! He's going for the Midget Town Madness! The fans want to see it!! But no!! Aaron's back to his feet, and he grabs his legs, and Gold just SLAMS him back to the ground!! Nasty looking modified Spinebuster!!

RB: Oh yeah!! Come on Gold!! He's finally getting himself put back together!! He's climbing to the top rope, sets himself, and...GOLDRUSH!! GOLDRUSH!! He hit it!! And there's the pin...One...Two...THREE!! OHHH YEAH!! Gold is my new hero!!!

ND: That really was an awesome match we just saw viewers. Matty M and Aaron Gold showing us just what talent this fed has.

RB: Midget still freaks me out

[[Just then the Cazzo tron flickers to life once more and this time we are in the hallways of the stadium. They are empty but are soon enough filled when two figures are seen walking down them. The men are none other than Chris Christ and EWCL commisioner John Pilchard. They are talking to each other but we can't make out what they are saying to each other as the scene once again fades out.]]

ND: What the hell was all that about?

RB: Search me

ND: I really would rather not…ever.

RB: BACK OFF DOWNY POO!!! OR ILL DOWNY YOU!!! HAW HAW HAW!!

ND: sigh please go to commercial. Perferably one for asprin

:::::Commercial:::::

Road Block: Now this is the part of the show where I BEAT SOMEONES ASS?! WHY CAUSE I WANT TO!!!

Exile: Ahem

Road Block: Cause I begged Exile and I have to do his laundry for 2 months.

Corvik: Ahem

Road Block: And I have to sterilize Sean's needles

Monroe: Ahem

Road Block: And im not allowed to so much as look funny at Monroe. But besides that! I GET A WIN! AND SOME SICK TV TIME TO KICK SOME ASS!!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN I GIVE YOU MY OPPONENT!!! HOMELESS HARRY!!!! WHOOO!!!

[[Lights go dim. Crowd starts to look around wondering what the hell is happening the area, but suddenly. Audioslave - Cochise hits the arena as the crowd is still stumbling over who it could be. The long introduction of the song brings out the crowd moving back and forth, front to back in the swaying movement. Finally, the drum starts to get louder, as the picture on the screen goes from a smaller picture of a man flipping off the top rope, to a bigger picture, becoming more visible. Finally the guitar part goes louder and louder, finally bringing to a huge climatic entrance. BOOM! Fireworks come out of the bottom of the stage in the Gund Arena in Cleveland, Ohio.]]

Road Block: Gosh…this is an awfully elaborate entrance for a 3rd class jobber…I think something might be up.

[[As the letters on the screen go flat out crazy. "Drake Laps".The crowd erupts as Drake Laps has his head down at the top of the stage. Laps looks up at the crowd as the t-shirt "I Boned Belton's Adopted Mom" gleans off of his chest. He smiles as he runs to the left of the stage and raises his two arms crossed with both of his hands raised up with the "rock" symbol in the air. The fans erupt as the sign in neon green is highlighted by the camera as it says "Laps Is God". He runs to the right side of the stage and jumps up in the air, as the crowd erupts there too .He walks down the aisle as he looks around, smirking at the crowd happily. He goes to the apron and goes to the top rope, pointing to the crowd of crazy fans. He jumps over the rope and goes to the other side of the ropes and jumps to the middle, flexing for the crowd. He jumps to the mat and waits in the corner]]

Road Block: Hey…WAIT A DAMN SECOND!! YOUR NOT HOMELESS HARRY!!! I think there might be a mixup

ND: AAAAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE IT!! BEAT HIS ASS!!!

Road Block: Um…Exile?

Exile: Sorry man, you're the one who wanted the match

Road Block: Drake? Laps? Lapsy? Lapsamundo? How are you? Okay? Sorry about the whole crucifixition thing awhile back…uh…shit.

ND: AND HERE WE GO!! LAPS IS ALREADY LAYING INTO ROAD BLOCK HARDCORE!! HE WHIPS HIM INTO THE ROPES AND WHOA! HUGE DROPKICK TO THE FACE!!! LAPS CLIMBS UP THE TOP ROPE! HES CALLING FOR IT ALREADY! LISTEN TO THIS CROWD!!!! THERE IT IS!!!! LAPIDATOR!!!!!!! LAPIDATOR ON ROAD BLOCK!!!! LAPS COVERS!! 1…2…3!!!!!!!!! LAPS WINS LAPS WINS!!! And that, that is a happy man. He's loving this.

Exile: DRAKE!!! HEY DRAKE!!!

[[Laps stops celebrating and turns to see the Family on the platform. He walks over and picks up Road Blocks dropped mic]]

Laps: YOU CANT RAIN ON THIS PARADE MAN! IM BACK AND FLYIN HIGH!!!

[[The crowd hits a huge pop for Laps]]

Exile: Oh please. Cheer all you want for this has been that never was. Why don't you just disappear. Your not invited nor are you wanted

Laps: OH WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP! YOU COME HERE THINKING YOUR ALL HIGH AND MIGHTY CAUSE YOU PULLED ON GUN ON BELTON! BECAUSE YOU STOLE THE SHOW AWAY! ID BE WATCHING MY BACK IF I WERE YOU GUYS! YOU NEVER KNOW WHATS GOING TO HAPPEN!

[[Laps drops the mic and Cochise hits again. He raises his hands again in victory and leaves the ring]]

ND: DRAKE LAPS IS BACK! ROAD BLOCK IS HURT AND THE FAMILY IS PISSED! GOOD TIME FOR A COMMERCIAL!!!

:::Commercial:::

ND: How are you here?

RB: What do you mean?

ND: You just got your ass kicked

RB: So you mean it would be logicial for me to in the back hurting right?

ND: Well yeah

RB: Well that's the upside to defying all natural logic. Stupid Laps. Stealing my moment in the sun

ND: I loved it

RB: Well I got something to make me feel better.

[[Road Block pulls out more white out and drinks it. Neil just shakes his head]]

ND: All right fans, our next match is going to be a doozy. We've got Strait Hate taking on Thorn, taking on Chazz, taking on Nick Dangerous in an elimination match. Road Block, care to take anyone in this match?

RB: Hmmm, tough choice. They're all great! Ah, hell, give me Thorn. He rocks.

[[Just then, the lights in the arena drop. The fans react to the new darkness. Soon, "Balls to the Wall" by Fozzy hits. The fans are split with cheering and booing as Thorn and Nick Dangerous walk down the aisle together, and as they enter the ring they shake hands once and move to neutral corners]]

ND: Well, looks like they're going to be ok.

RB: Of course! The match hasn't started!

(Then, "One More Astronaut" by I Mother Earth begins to blare over the speakers and Chazz Mendel comes walking out. The crowd starts to boo him right from the start. Chazz makes it to the ring and slides in, moving to one of the remaining corners and waits for Strait Hate)

ND: So what about Chazz not coming out with Hate?

RB: Hey, Hate deserves his waste our time by watching him walk to the ring

ND: Rrrright....

[[At that moment Stronger Than Death roars over the speakers, and out comes Strait Hate to a mixed reaction. He moves to the corner and the bell rings.]]

RB: Yeah! Let's see some acti....

(Road Block is cut off by the sound of music. The crowd goes nuts as Creed's My Sacrifice starts. Smoke begins to come out of the entrance way and soon enough it is engulfed in smoke.)

ND: YES! YES! YES!!!! IT'S CHRIS CHRIST!!

(The Rebellion Project are standing in the ring looking at each other in confused looks. Christ finally emerges from the smoke as the music kicks in! He pumps up the crowd a little before the music dies down. He starts to speak.)

Christ: I'm goin to cut right to the chase here guys. I've been speaking with the ever impartial John Pilchard in the back and it seems he has a little more power than most people give him credit for. He even has the power to change matches. Now then I didn't want to spoil this great match I only wanted to make it better. That is when it hit me! What is the one thing that could make any match better? BAMM!! Me!

(The crowd goes nuts at the thought of seeing Christ back in the ring.)

Christ: But oh no. Not in that way. You see i'm not stupid. If I got in the ring with the four of you you would all anihalate me and that would be that. No I had a much better idea.

(Chris lowers the mic and begins to take the t-shirt off he is wearing. The fans go absolutely bloody bonkers as Chris reveals a black and white striped refs shirt!)

ND: Christ is gonna ref this match!! Holy christmas!!

RB: Wow! I did not see this coming.

Christ: So in the words of the one great boxing referee....LET'S GET IT ON!!!

(The Rebellion Project look at each other in total shock. Chris slowly makes his way to the side of the ring and doesn't get in.)

ND: Well, we're underway, and now we've got Hate locking up with Thorn, and on the opposite side of the ring Dangerous just takes down Chazz! Hate whipping Thorn into the ropes, but Thorn reverses and Hate comes back, ducks a clothesline from Thorn and connects with a HARD Power Lariat!! Nicely done!

RB: And look! On the other side of the ring Dangerous and Chazz are duking it out! Finally Dangerous hits Chazz in the gut, and nails a BEAUTIFUL Northern Lights Suplex! And a pin!

ND: One...Two..No, only a two count. Wow, that was a hard-hitting move already, and now Dangerous moves behind Chazz, and Chazz knows what's coming! Dangerous trying for a German Suplex, but Chazz with two elbows to the temple of Dangerous!! And hits a NICE Snap Suplex! Oh wow, that was absolutely great! Chazz not letting up now as he stands above Dangerous, taunting! Oh that's a waste of time and Dangerous trips up Chazz, and begins ramming Chazz's knee into the mat! Oh that's got to hurt!

RB: But now look Thorton! Thorn and Hate have already spilled out to the mat now! The fans wanna see it and so do I! Both men moving underneath the ring and Thorn's got a broomstick and a trash can lid! And Hate GOT THE SAME THING!! And now they're running at each other!! THEY'RE GONNA JOUST!!

ND: Oh lord....BAM! They just cracked both broomsticks over each other's heads!! Both men are stumbling around now, and Thorn with a quick spear takedown, and he's handing out lefts and rights on Hate! Oh wow!!

RB: Dangerous is watching the battle outside now, and Chazz is struggling to his feet! Oh this can't be good! NICK!! LOOK OUT!!! OH NO!! Too late, Chazz grabbed Nick by the hair, and now he's climbing to the turnbuckle!! Nick's struggling, but OH! Too late, Nick felt that reverse Tornado DDT and Chazz with a pinning attempt! 1...2...NO! No, Nick JUST got his shoulder off the mat!

ND: Wow, these men have really been giving it their all, and Thorn picks up a groggy Hate, and...Dragon Suplex! Oh, Hate's head just BOUNCED off the concrete! That looked nasty, and now Thorn's picking up Hate, but look! Hate grabbed one of the trash can lids and BAM!!! He just SMACKED Thorn in the face, and now Hate's free! He picks up Thorn for a suplex, and...HATEBOMB!! HATEBOMB!! He goes for the pin!! Christ with the count! One...Two...THREE!! And Thorn's eliminated!!

RB: Hate's grabbed a steel chair now! What's he doin'? He's looking at Dangerous and Chazz, and Dangerous is trying to out-wrestle Chazz! Armbar by Chazz onto Dangerous, and now Chazz tosses Dangerous into the ropes, but wait! Dangerous with the reversal, and..Spinning Samoan Drop! Great move! And look at Hate! He's just taking a seat outside while Dangerous and Chazz go at it! Great strategy!!

ND: Maybe, Neil but the story is inside the ring. Right now, Dangerous picks up Chazz, and there's a Russian Legsweep! Great job, and now it looks like Nick's going for the Danger Driver!

RB: But WAIT!! Chazz is struggling, and he slid off his shoulders!! Chazz with a waist lock on Nick and...NO! Dangerous just ran Chazz into a turnbuckle! Great ring presence, and Chazz looks groggy! Dangerous setting up, and he grabs him....DANGER DRIVER!! That should do it!! One...Two...THREE!! Chazz is gone!! Chris Christ is LOVING THIS

ND: So now that just leaves Nick and Hate, two completely different styles of wrestling! Oh, and now Hate's slid into the ring with the chair, and BAM! Just as Nick got up, Hate just clocked him upside the head with that chair! Oh that's got to hurt! But it's no disqualification, so it's all legal! And now Hate picks up Dangerous, and locks in a full nelson???

RB: Hey, Hate's got to have a plan, and...YES! He turned it into a Bulldog! Oh wow, great move! Dangerous is down now, and look at Hate! He's grabbed Nick's legs, and he's kicking at the gut! And a legdrop to Dangerous!!

ND: BUT WAIT! Dangerous grabbed the leg!! He grabbed Hate's leg! And Hate's fighting it, but it looks like...SHARPSHOOTER!! Dangerous locked on a Sharpshooter onto Hate, and it's locked on perfectly!! Look at Hate, he's grabbed the ropes!! But Dangerous pulls him away into the middle of the ring, and....HE TAPS!!! HATE TAPS!!!

RB: "The" Nick Dangerous wins it! Oh my goodness! I don't believe it!! What a match! Nick is asking for his hand to be raised by Chris Christ! This could be bad!! Christ is doing it! HES RAISING NICK DANGEROUS' HAND!!! IS CHRIST JOINING HERE?! WHATS GOING ON?! WHY AM I YELLING?!

ND: Im not sure Road Block but the Project put on a helluva match and CEREVISI ON DANGEROUS!! CHRIST JUST NAILED DANGEROUS!!

Christ: Get used to that Nick, cause now that im back, your hand will never be raised in victory again!

RB: Damn your boy can run. Christ just jumped out of the ring and avoided the rest of the Project. What a return for Chris Christ

:::Commercial::::

ND: Well we are back. And ready for the next one

RB: Ive been ready for this one!!!

ND: Blade vs The Perfect Team and Johnathan Cable, further proof that Exile is a sadistic bastard

RB: YOU SHUT YOUR DAMN HOLE DOWNY MCDOWN DOWN DAMMIT!

[[Out of nowhere, a voice screams out, "I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO NUMB, YEAH!!" and Rob Zombie's "Feel So Numb" blasts throughout the arena. Simultaneously, the lights quickly blacken out, and several strobe lights go off around the entranceway. Fog also begins to fill the entranceway, and the crowd roars loudly as Blade walks out down the aisle with purpose. He is dressed in his normal attire of black pants and boots, with a black trench coat]]

[[The lights dim out........... As "One Armed Scissor" by At the Drive In comes tearing through the arena a huge explosion lights up the entrance way. "The Pinnacle of Perfection" Sean Orion and "The Perfect Storm" Stephen Jackson bounce on the spot a couple of times before emerging from the smoke behind his personal trainer Mike. Mike is wearing a pair of black jogging bottoms and grey sleevless "Team Orion" t-shirt. Sean is wearing a pair of white shorts with gold trim, white knee and elbow pads, white boots and white towel hanging over his neck. He slicks back his wet blond hair and looks over to both sides of the crowd before beginning his walk down to the ring. He walks to the ring ignoring everyone around him and slides into the ring. Once into the ring he throws his white towel to the ring keeper before bouncing off the ropes a couple of times and bouncing a few more times on the spot. Jackson also joins him in the ring and the two get ready for their match]].

ND: Alright well Blade looks to be ready and Sean Orion has got the nod to start here. Whoa. Look at Cable, he doesn't appear to agree with that decision at all. Jackson is holding Cable back and Orion is bickering with his own teammate! Blade is ready and doesn't feel like waiting though. He spins Orion around and catches him with a haymaker to the left side of his face

RB: Now Orion is going to have to find a needle

ND: What?

RB: Yeah! A needle in a haymaker! HAW HAW HAW!

ND: My accursed life. Orion's probably saying the same thing now! Blade is really laying into him. Blade has to be thinking to try to end this match early. Get this out of the way before too many tags can be made. Blade throws Orion into the ropes and hits a beautiful powerslam

RB: I hit that move once in 'Nam

ND: You weren't in 'Nam

RB: CHARLIE! CHARLIE! CHARLIE'S ARE EVERYWHERE!

ND: Blade covers Orion. 1…2..Kickout by Orion. Blade picks Orion back up and goes for another irish whip but Orion grabs onto the ropes and stops his momenteum. Blade charges Orion but Sean pulls down the ropes causing Blade to topple over to the outside. Orion and Jackson both go to the outside and start to knock Blade around

RB: KICK HIS ASS!!! LOUSY LOUSE!!! Hehe I love alliteration

ND: Cable is refusing to join in on this beat down of Blade. Uh oh, appears to be some serious dissention on this team as Cable is pulling off Orion and Jackson. Jackson and Cable are arguing now. I just don't think he wants to be here. What do you think Road Block?

RB: Is the Simpsons on?

ND: Blade rolls back into the ring and Orion follows still the legal man. Jackson and Cable are back on their corner as well. But neither one looks too trusting of the other. Orion picks up Blade but Blade counters with a jaw breaker.

RB: Prefered by 4 out of 5 dentists

ND: Blade hits the ropes and nails a dropkick right into Orions face! THAT'S GOTTA HURT! Blade with the cover. 1…2..JACKSON WITH A SPLASH OFF THE TOP ROPE!! WHAT A MOVE AND WHAT A SAVE!

RB: Flyin high like an eagle

ND: Now the ref is pushing Jackson back to the corner as Orion picks up Blade and throws him into the team corner. Orion walks over and tags in Jackson. Jackson comes in and starts to chop Blades chest. Blade grabs Jackson and throws him into the corner. Blade gives him chops of his own. Jackson stumbles out of the corner and Blade gives him a Soamon Drop for his troubles

RB: Those Soamons, they think of everything.

ND: Blade goes for the cover on Jackson. One…two…Orion breaks up the count. Orion picks up Blade and gives him a brutal dropkick to the chest! Oh man!

RB: PUNISH HIM!!

ND: Now both Jackson and Orion are beating on a helpless Blade. OH NO! HERE COMES JOHNATHAN CABLE! THINGS ARE GETTING WORSE FOR BLADE!! Cable walks over to Blade's fallen body and OH MY HES GOT ORION AND JACKSON BY THE HAIR!!! HE JUST SLAMMED BOTH OF THEIR HEADS TOGETHER! Cable picks up Orion…HE JUST THREW ORION OUT OF THE RING!! Jackson charges Cable but Cable steps aside INFERNOS EMBRACE!! INFERNOS EMBRACE ON JACKSON!! Blade is stumbling to his feet now!

RB: NOW THIS IS NOT FAIR! ITS NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN LIKE THIS!!

ND: Cable is helping Blade up now. The ref doesn't know what to do! Cable turns to Blade, ROLLING NECKBREAKER ON BLADE!! All three men are out now! Cable just shakes his head and leaves the ring. Is this match over?

RB: Who cares? Blade has got his!

ND: The ref is counting now! 1…2…3…4…Orion is starting to get to his feet! 5…6…Blade is getting up too! 7…8…Orion is up and in the ring. But so is Blade! THE MATCH CONTINUES! Orion rushes Blade but Blade ducks the clothesline and NO! JACKSON IS UP AND HOLDS BLADES FEET STILL! ORION HITS THE OPPOSITE ROPES AND LAUNCHES HIMSELF AT BLADE!!

RB: EXILE IS LOVING THIS BABY!!

ND: Sick bastard. Orion and Jackson are up now. But wait…whats Jackson DOING?! He just jumped out of the ring and is reaching under for something. HES GOT A TABLE!!

RB: VENGENCE!!! AHAHAHHA!!! PAY BACK FOR ALL THE TABLES HES PUT ME THROUGH!

ND: Jackson is setting up the table and Orion has getting ready to finish Blade! NO! BLADE GETS THE LOW BLOW ON ORION!! BLADE GETS ORION READY NOW!! OH MY GOD! WHAT A POWERBOMB TO ORION!!

RB: It wasn't that great, I'll give it a Seven.

ND: Jackson looks worried now as Blade marches towards him! Jackson hits the ropes and charges towards Blade! Jackson goes for a brutal clothesline but Blade ducks and suplexs him right onto the table!

RB: Now THAT'S a strong table!

ND: Jacksons on the table now and Blade is too! THIS IS BLADES SECOND HOME!! HE PICKS UP JACKSON…DEATH'S EMBRACE!!! DEATHS EMBRACE THROUGH THE TABLE!!! Both men are down!!! Blade throws his hand over Jackson carcass! 1…2..ORION IS JUMPING INTO THE RING!! 3!!!!!!!!!!!!! HES TOO LATE!! HES JUST A SECOND TOO LATE!!!

RB: DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT!

Exile: YOU WANT MY VERDICT?! YOU GOT IT!! Mikey you lucky lucky son of a bitch. Whatever I throw at you….you just keep bouncing back. My verdict…

[[Exile puts his thumbs down]]

Blade: IM NOT FINISHING THEM FOR YOU!

Exile: Who says I was talking about you?

ND: ORION AND JACKSON JUST LEVELED BLADE FROM BEHIND! BOTH MEN ARE STOMPING THE HELL OUT OF BLADE!!!

RB: WHOOOOO!!!

ND: AND THAT SICK SON OF A BITCH IS JUST LAUGHING AND LAUGHIN!!! Someone…someone needs to stop this…please.

:::::Commercial::::

ND: DAN PROHIBITION!!! ROYAL FAMILY!!

RB: MAJOR ASSKICKING!!! WHOOOO!!

[[One Step Closer hits, the titantron flashes an sXe symbol. Dan has the stop sign in his hand and the staplegun in his pocket. Dan raises his hands over his head in the shape of an X. Dan walks down to the ring and Dan slaps the fans high fives. Dan gets into the ring and climbs on the second rope, again making the X.]]

Voice ~You think he might be pushed over the edge?
Exile ~ With Monroe there is no edge, that's what I like about him though.
Voice ~ Would he kill?
Exile ~ Are you scared?
Voice ~ I always am
Exile ~ Then I wouldn't want to ask that question for fear of the answer

RB: OH MAN DAN IS FUCKED!!

[[A slow pounding guitar begins to fill the arena as Golgotha tenement blues by Machines of Loving Grace begins to echo from the P.A. A bright spotlight falls atop the entrance ramp as Racheal steps forth, the E.W.C.L. Universal championship strapped around her waist. Extending her arms in the mock crucifixition, she stands there for a moment, then words ring out through the arena, grizzly and cold]]

I am city, I am the park, I am glow in the mother fucking dark
I'm shocked and I seethe
I don't want to believe
No more....no more....never...

[[Scott Monroe steps from the darkness and wraps his arms around Racheal, kissing her gently on the back of the head, then the two make their way towards the ring. Racheal climbs the steel steps and stands on the apron as Monroe pulls himself up. Holding the ropes open, she steps through and he follows. Slumping in the far corner, Monroe sits there as Racheal removes the Universal championshp from around her waist and holds it aloft in the air. Turning slowly she then moves to the corner and seats herself between his legs, the Universal championship slung over her shoulder]]

ND: DAN PROHIBITION!!! SCOTT MONROE!!! HERE WE GO!!!

RB: Poor bastard even I feel sorry for him…no that's just gas. KILL HIM!

ND: Dan and Monroe start trading lefts and rights but Dan's already losing his footing. HEY LOOK AT THAT?

RB: FLASHERS?!

ND: No no Look at Dan's neck! Theres a cut there. Do you think Racheal did that? I mean Dan already looks pretty woozy already

RB: No that's just because Lydia is the kinda girl who can drive you wild

ND: Hey where IS Lydia?

RB: Maybe she realized that she was with Dan and left

ND: I doubt that, Monroe irish whips Dan into the ropes and OH look at that textbook powerslam. That took the air right out of Dan's chest. Man. Im glad its not me in there. Monroe picks Dan by the hair and gives him a boot to the stomach hits a rolling neckbreaker on Dan. Monroe is BACK up. I don't know how much Dan can take. He might've lost a lot of blood from Racheal's earlier attack

RB: Oh quit making excuses for him. Some people just aren't meant to be in the wrestling ring

ND: Hypocrite

RB: No im a democrat

ND: Monroe once again lifts Dan back up but Dan counters with a jaw breaker! Monroe is hurting now. Dan wastes no time and whips Monroe into the ropes and meets him halfway with a knee across the stomach. Dan's a seasoned veteran, he knows that ring like the back of his hand. I wouldn't underestimate him at all

RB: Yeah but then you realize that Hey, that's Dan Prohibition and everything you just said goes out the window

ND: Dan is immediately putting the boots to Scott Monroe and I bet that sick bastard loves this punishment. LOOK AT THAT MONROE GRABBED DANS ANKLE AND FLIPPED HIM DOWN! MONROES GOT AN ANKLE LOCK!

RB: TAP TAP TAP YOU MOTHERLESS GOAT MONKEY MAN!!!

ND: DANS GOT THE ROPES! That was a close call for….Motherless goat monkey man?

RB: Life with it

ND: Nuff said. Monroe grabs Dans legs and pulls him off of the ropes causing Dan to hit the mat pretty hard. Dan rolls with the fall and hits the outside of the ring. Question is, who is more dangerous outside of the ring?

RB: Ike Turner

ND: Dan's catching his breathe by the guardrail but here comes Monroe! Not giving Dan a second to breathe! NO NO!! DAN WAS FAKING IT! HE JUST NAILED MONROE IN THE HEAD WITH A CHAIR!! WHAT A SHOT! HE WAS HIDING A CHAIR ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE GUARDRAIL!!!

RB: So much for sainthood. I tell you what thought, if Dan beats Monroe here tonight, ill consider that performing all 3 miracles at once

ND: Well this game is Dan's now. Dan picks up Monroe and is draggin his face along the guardrail! Wow…whip to the steel steps! Dan just tosses Monroe into the steps and he really nailed them! Man, this isn't boading well for the champ. Monroe is trying to get his bearings back but here comes Dan again, right after Monroe. Dan slams Monroe's head on the steel steps…NO Monroe BLOCKED! OH! Now Dan gets introduced to the steps! AND AGAIN!! Dan is stumbling around now! That cant be good! SUPERKICK!!! MONROE JUST NAILED DAN RIGHT IN THE NECK! RIGHT WHERE RACHEAL CUT HIM EARLIER!!

RB: I guess that straight edge X marks the spot

ND: Monroe picks up Dan and rolls him back into the ring. But Dan doesn't stop rolling! He just rolled completely to the other side! What in the world? Monroe looks baffled as he climbs back into the ring and walks over to the other side of the ropes. Hey where did Dan go? STOP SIGN TO THE FACE!!! DAN WAS DUCKED DOWN AND HE HAD THE STOP SIGN!!! MONROE IS ON HIS BACK! I THINK HES OUT! THAT MIGHT BE IT!! DAN CLIMBS INTO THE RING! HE COVERS!! 1…2…NO NO NO NO NO KICKOUT BY MONROE!!!

RB: I guess Scott didn't read the sign

ND: Dan is livid and look at Monroe! Hes busted open! That was just a brutal shot! Dan has got the stop sign again and wildly swings at Monroe! MONROE SLID UNDER DANS LEGS!! DROPKICK! DAN JUST GOT THE STOPSIGN DROPKICKED INTO HIS FACE!! MONROE COVERS! 1…2..KICKOUT! DAN KICKED OUT!!

RB: No one can read the signs. Well except for Miss Cleo.

ND: Monroe picks up Dan but Dan is in pure fight back mode! Hes shoving Monroe off and is hitting him with lefts and rights! Dan whips Monroe into the turnbuckle and hes hit hard! Monroe stumbles out and Dan goes for a clothesline! Monroe ducks and Dan's his momenteum. Monroe charges, grabs Dan's head BULLDOG!! What a move by Monroe! He covers again! 1…2..ANOTHER KICKOUT BY DAN!!

RB: LOSE DAMN YOU LOSE!! LOSE LIKE YOU LOSING LOSEY THAT YOU LOSE TO!

ND: That didn't make sense, and it doesn't surprise me. I really hope im not like that. Monroe's got Dan back up. Both men are bleeding now. This has been a very trying match for both people. Monroe whips Dan again and Monroe misses with the clothesline! Dan hits the opposites ropes and launches himself at Scott! Monroe was completely off guard! Dan covers! 1…2..NONO! Kick out! Kick out!! Dan is really fustrated! Dan picks up Monroe again and locks him for a german suplex! But Monroe is fighting it! He breaks free and swings around Dan! Now Monroe is in control! Dan is fighting it now! Dan charges the ropes with Monroe still hanging on! He jumps to the second rope and propels himself backwards! Monroe is on the mat! And he got the wind knocked out of him!

RB: WEAK!! WEEAAAAAK!!!

ND: Dan climbs up the top rope! Monroe gets to his feet! THIS IS IT! DAN JUMPS AND NAILS THE FLYING GUILLITINE ON MONROE!!! HE GOT THE BLOCKBUSTER!! GO FOR THE COVER!! ITS OVER!!! DAN STUMBLES OVER TO MONROE!!!

Voice: D-Dan?

ND: What the hell?

RB: Is that Bea Arthur?

ND: No…

[[a figure appears at the rampway she stumbles down and falls]]

ND: THAT'S LYDIA!!!

[[Dan is standin at ropes now as Lydia gets back up and walks over to the ring. Her clothes are all ripped and dirty, her face is bruised and beaten and blood is everywhere on her]]

ND: Jesus…look at her. What the hell happened?

RB: Who cares…I think Dan better watch out though?

ND: Why? NO NO THAT"S NOT RIGHT!! MONROE IS TAPPING DAN ON THE SHOULDER! DEICIDE!!! DEICIDE!! DEICIDE!!! MONROE COVERS!!! 1…2…3!!!!! DAMMIT NO!

RB: WHOOO PARTY AT THE FAMILYS TONIGHT!! BRING OUT CORVIK NEXT!!! CMON!!!

[[Vanity or perfection by Dimmu Borgir starts to play and Sean Corvik comes walking out from the back]]

ND: NO! NO DAMMIT THIS ISNT RIGHT!

[[Lydia climbs into the ring and falls by Dan's side. Both of them bloodied and beaten.]]

Exile: MERCY MERCY MERCY!!

[[Exile walks out from the back and stands beside Corvik]]

Exile: CANT WE SHOW A LITTLE DAMN MERCY?! Scott do me a favor…Wake up our dear friend Dan.

ND: LEAVE HIM ALONE! Oh man. Monroe just tossed Lydia aside and is slapping the taste out of Dan.

Exile: Dan? DAN!! DAAAAAAAN!!! STAY OUT OF THE LIGHT DAN! DON'T GO INTO THE LIGHT!!! FOCUS HERE! FOCUS!! Aw screw it, just roll the damn tape

[[The Familytron comes on and screams fill the air immediately as we see Lydia tied down to a cross]]

Lydia: No no no please stop…please don't hurt me. Please

Exile: Gosh Sean. She did say please

Sean: Yeah, she must really be beggin for this

Lydia: {crying} Oh god please don't kill me…please don't kill me. Please God

Sean: GOD? GOD?! GOD IS WHY YOU'RE HERE! GOD IS THE REASON YOU ARE IN THIS POSITION!!!

Exile: Well that and duct tape.

Sean: YOU THINK GOD IS GOING TO COME HELP YOU?!

[[Corvik slaps Lydia across the face causing a cut on her cheek. Lydia just breaks down into tears]]

Exile: Personally I think you should be calling someone who could help you…someone like uh…um..oh wait. NO ONE CAN HELP YOU NOW!!

[[Exile laughs strokes his hand across Lydia's face and down her body]]

Exile: Well you are a pretty little thing aren't you? Ya know Lydia the road can get pretty lonely sometimes

Sean: Very lonely

Exile: And well sometimes a guy just has certain needs he has to have filled

[[Exile unbuttons Lydias blouse]]

Exile: Unfortunatly for you, this is not one of those times. This is more of a sadistic plot to break Dan than just to well whats the proper word for this…have a party with you. But hey I guess in the end, we all get some

Sean: We are defiantly about to get some

[[Exile pulls out a knife and cuts Lydias dress as her screams and cries fill the arena. The picture finally fades out and its back to Exile and Corvik with sick grins on their faces]]

Exile: All in all I would have to say shes about a 5 in the sack Dan. Id give her a 6 but she kept struggling and really once you have to take a bat to the date just to get her to loosen up a bit, well you just have to realize that you are going to lose points for that

[[Dan jumps out of the ring and charges Exile and Corvik. Dan immeadiatly comes to blows with both men and has them both reeling but Monroe comes up from behind and drills Dan in the back of the head with a chair. Dan slumps over and Exile and Corvik kick him down the ramp. The Family just pummels Dan into a bloody mess.]]

ND: Well you eventually knew it was going to come down to this

RB: IM GOING TO GO HELP!!!

ND: LOOK!!! HERE COMES THE REBELLION PROJECT!!! CHAZZ NICK HATE AND THORN!!!

RB: NO! Its my job as a commentator to stay right here and not to move

ND: The Project are trading blows with the Family and the Family is reeling now! Exile is knocked to the outside! Corvik and Monroe are getting the crap kicked out of them! WAIT…NOW WHAT?! ITS BLADE! IS HE COMING TO HELP THE FAMILY?! NO HES GOING AFTER EXILE! BLADE JUST HIT EXILE IN THE HEAD WITH A BAT!!! OH MY!!! Oh cmon you've got to be kidding me… who is it now? ITS DRAKE LAPS!!

RB: oy

ND: FINALLY SOME SANITY!! THE REBELLION PROJECT IS ALREADY BACKING OFF AND THANK GOD SOMEONE IS GOING TO STOP ALL OF THIS!!! WHAT THE HELL?! Laps is helping up Sean Corvik now. I guess even those monsters in the Family needed saving tonight. They should be grateful for Drake Laps…NO! NO DAMMIT NO! NOT ANOTHER ONE!! DRAKE LAPS JUST HIT THE LAST LAP ON CORVIK!!! HIS HANDS ARE RAISED BY THE PROJECT!! WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! NOW THE PROJECT IS ATTACKING BLADE!! THEY ARE GOING TO KILL SOMEONE HERE TONIGHT!! AND WHERE ARE YOU GOING?!

RB: Me? Im not going anywhere…uh except over here

ND: What do you have in your hands? Hey! Get over here? Road Block has something in his hands and hes walking over to Exile…whats going on here? Whats…oh no…

Exile: ENOUGH!!! THAT IS ENOUGH!!!!

ND: EXILE HAS GOT THAT DAMN GUN AGAIN!!

[[Exile staggers to his feet and points the gun at the ring]]

Exile: Get the hell away from them. NOW

Hate: No way man. We aren't falling for that fake gun trick again

Nick: GET HIM!!

[[Exile fires the gun and it hits the top turnbuckle by Nicks head. The fans immeaditly stand up and start screaming]]

Exile: Sometimes drastic measures have to be taken Nick. Sometimes you just realize that you have to cross the line. Look at me. I SAID LOOK AT ME! Do you think that I wouldn't kill to take over? Do you not think that im that sick? I think your giving me credit. DO YOU THINK JIMNEY CRICKET IS GOING TO COME HERE AND TELL ME NOT TO POINT THIS GUN AT YOU AND SHOOT YOUR GODDAMN HEAD OFF?! YOU ARE ALL NOTHING TO ME! YOU ARE PAWNS IN MY GAME!! THIS IS MY GAME!!! AND IF YOU TRY TO FUCK WITH THAT THERE WILL BE SOME VERY SERIOUS CONQUENCES!! THE ROYAL FAMILY IS IN CONTROL NOW! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?! I HAVE THE POWER! I HAVE THE AUTHORITY! AND I HAVE THE MOTHERFUCKING GUN!!!

[[Exile fires the gun into the air and the fans start running out of the arena]]

Exile: AND AT CHRISTMAS IN HELL YOU ARE ALL GOING TO SEE THE LIMITS THAT CAN BE PUSHED AND HOW FAR I CAN TAKE THIS GAME!!! NOW GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY RING!!! NOW!!!!

[[The Project and Blade slink away from the ring not taking their eyes off the gun that Exile brandishes. Exile climbs into the ring and checks on Monroe and Corvik]]

Exile: THE ROYAL FAMILY IS IN CONTROL AND ILL BE DAMNED IF ANYONE IS GOING TO STOP US!!!! TRY ME!! I FUCKING DARE EACH AND EVERYONE ONE OF YOU TO TRY ME!!! 6 MEN ARE GOING IN THAT CAGE AND ONLY THE FAMILY IS GOING TO WALK OUT ALIVE!!! BECAUSE EXILE SEAN CORVIK AND SCOTT MONROE ARE ALL THAT IS LEFT!! THE REST ARE JUST BODYBAGS IN WAITING…

[[Exile is breathing heavy and sweating]]

Exile: …just try to stop us. Just try…just try. You're all dead anyway. Merry Fucking Christmas

[[END SHOW]]