Date: 21th september 2003
Place: St. Louis, Missouri
Arena: Kiel center

EWCL

White Stripes 'Seven Nation Army' blares into life as scenes of EWCL bedlam flash across the scene, bathed in blood red, black and gold.

Im gonna fight em off
A seven nation army couldnt hold me back
Theyre gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And Im talking to myself at night
Because I cant forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone
Dont want to hear about it
Every single ones got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it coming back my way
Im gonna serve it to you
And that aint what you want to hear,
But thats what Ill do
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home
Im going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
Im gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And Im bleeding, and Im bleeding, and Im bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will think
No more
And the stains coming from my blood
Tell me go back home

Extreme

…Cages… Tables… Ladders… Barbed Wire… Chairs… Cells… Gore…

Wrestling

….Danger Driver.........DEICIDE.....Darkest Hour .........Outcast ...........Gold Rush...... ... Point of Impact....…Landfall...

Championship

...Universal Title… EWCL Title… PrimeTime Title… Extreme Title… Tag Titles…

League

…Logan Darkholme...........Nick Dangerous ...........Scott Monroe .......G-Flem ...........Sean Corvik.......Exile… ....Sean Campbell.........Johnathan Cable..........Stephen Jackson...... .

Insurgence

…Fireworks explode about the arena, lighting up the enormous stage set to present wrestling's premier event this week…

…EWCL Insurgence is on the air…

Coby: Hey you.

Victor: Me?

Coby: Where is Nickalous!?

Victor: I told you before, he's gone.

Coby: Wot? Where did Nickalous go?

Victor: I got a call from him half a week ago, he has a match against Jushin Liger in NJPW.

Coby: So he's not in EWCL?

Victor: Not anymore that I know of.

Coby: God damnit, is he gonna come back?

Victor: I don't think he really wants to. He told me to watch over you. But you're all grown up now, you don't need me right!?

Coby: Okay. I don't need you.

Victor: Yeah good. You should be getting ready for a match now, I'm just gonna get some rest tonight.

(Scene fades and we go to our commentators.)

Neil Down: Yes you have to...

DT: .....

ND: I'm waiting.

DT: Ok...ok.....Here is the record time Holy Shit Award winner ..Three times commentator of the Year.......Neil Down.

ND: Thank you!! Thank you all!!.......

DT: Can we move on now?

ND: No we can't!!.....I've won this award for a third time in a row now. I am the best commentator the EWCL has to offer. You Dean and John didn't even get any votes at all. Do you know what that means Dean?.......That means YOU SUCK!!!......Dean, YOU REALLY SUCK AT COMMENTATING!!.........Oh...by the way Dean. Can I stay at your house for awhile?

(slap-ouch).

DT: What!?!?

ND: Can I stay at your house for a while?

DT: Why?? Why you want to do that?
ND: Well since that asshole "The Real Jay Masters" has apparently burned down my house and my cars, I have no place to go.

DT: But.....uh......but......I'm not sure....

ND: Come on!! Don't make me the victim of it that Jay Masters can't get laid.

DT: Yeah...but....still.....

ND: Ok, it's a deal!!! It's gonna be so much fun!!

DT: Don't you worry about your house and about Dana then?

ND: Ofcours I worry. Ofcourse that prick hurt me. Ofcourse I would totally explode if I see him tonight. But, Hey!! You see this? *points to his Holy Shit Award*

DT: Yeah?

ND: This is what matters!! This Holy Shit Award.

DT: But what about Dana?

ND: Who??

DT: Dana!!

ND: Ooooh Dana...... What about her?

DT: Jay Masters still has her kidnapped.

ND: Yeah., that does suck.....You know what that means?

DT: No...what?

ND: That means I have to find another "Monday Ho".

(slap-ouch).

John Pilchard: Guys, guys, how nice this all sounds. I think we have to get on with the show here. The people aren't waiting to hear the two of you talk about prostitutes.

ND: You sure?

JP: I am sure. So tonight we have 5 matches in store for you. In the main event we have Sean Corvik and Exile. Two former Family members that step into the ring one final time. Last week we saw that awesome cage match between the four Family members. A match that in the end was won by Scott Monroe. Tonight Corvik and Exile will battle it out once again. Finalize their grudge once and for all.

DT: I already mentioned that Logan Darkholme has his first match as a champion tonight. He is gonna face Curtis Wilkes. Furthermore Scott Monroe defends his Prime Time Title against Damien, Drone will take on Coby Belton and to start off we have Dante taking on The Real Jay Masters.

ND: The Real Arsehole Jay Masters.

Cazzo: Hey what the!?

Coby: I demand Nickalousfaction.

Cazzo: What!?

Coby: Where....Is....Nickalous!?

Cazzo: I don't know what the hell you're talking about.

Coby: Nickalous left EWCL, truth!?

Cazzo: I don't know about that, he hasn't filled out any papers or anything to confirm it, I haven't even spoke with him for a while now.

Coby: Wot? So he will be here tonight!?

Cazzo: Well he's not booked, so he doesn't have to be here tonight, but he better show up when he's booked again.

Coby: God damnit.

(Coby storms out for more answers as Cazzo gets back to work.)

DT: Ladies and gentlemen, a lot of thing have happened to lead us to this match tonigjt. The opening match of the night. We have some footage to explain what has happened.

JP: Wow, Damien landed down hard there. He's got his back to the ring. Jay Masters gets to his feet. He grabs Damien arms now, and lifts him, almost into a crucifix postion. Masters drops down now, and flips Damien. Damien lands down headfirst, and face first. He must be out of it here. Jay for the cover.

1...

2...

Kickout.

ND: Damien gets out of it. Jay picks Damien back up, but OOH!!! LOW BLOW BY DAMIEN!! Damien follows that up with a suplex. He goes to the top rope, and signals for his Pagan Star Press. He dives off, and MISSES!! DAMIEN MISSES BIG TIME! And Masters turns Damien over now, into the cover.

1...

2...

KIckout.

ND: Late late kickout by Damien There. Masters picks him up now, and HITS THAT CRUCIFIX FLIP AGAIN!!! THE COVER!!

1...

2...

3!!!

JP: We got a winner.

DT: That was last Sunday at Havoc Three. Damien was defeated by Masters, prompting Dante to join the EWCL, and ask for this match here tonight.

ND: And the fucker burned my house and my cars.

DT: Watch your Language. You'll get us banned again.

ND: I will not! And whats wrong with you?

JP: ..........Nothing.

DT: Still mad that Dangerism died?

JP IT DIDN'T DIE DAMMIT!!!

DT: Whatever you say John. Lets get on with the match.

("Eat you Alive" hits the PA, and Dante walks out to the ring. He reaches it, and goes over the top rope to get in)

("Highway To Hell" hits, and Jay Masters comes out from the back. The crowd boo's loudly, as Jay runs into the ring)

DING DING DING

ND: Masters hitting the ring running there, and he slides in, and gets straight up, and launches into a barrage of right hands on Dante. Dante forced back into the ropes now, and Masters sends him across with an irish whip. Jay backs into the ropes for extra momentum, and runs towards Dante, hitting a cross body as the opponent comes back. Jay hooks the leg already here...

One..

Two..

KIckout.

DT: Way too early from Masters there, but he's come out on fire, obviously eager to bring honour back to his name here. He brings Dante to his feet, and kicks him a coupler of times before sending him to the ropes again. Dante comes off, and Masters attempts a back drop, but Dante manages to block it, and hooks Masters for a powerbomb, but as he gets Jay up, Jay rolls down Dante's back into a sunset flip pin.

One..

Two...

Kickout.

JP: Dante up again now. Masters still with the momentum, and he sends his opponent into the trunbuckle, following up with a clothesline, before spinning around into a running bulldog. Masters putting on quite the show here. Now he hits the ropes, and comes of with a quick running legdrop. He does that two more times, before spining into the cover.

One ..

Two...

Kickout.

DT: Masters not giving Dante a second to gain an advantage here, but Dante refusing to stay down. Both men back to their feet now, and Masters unloading with a set of right hands again. Irish whip one more time to Dante, and he goers across, but comes off with a thunderous big boot. WHAT IMPACT THERE! Masters down hard for the first time in the match Dante now moving to the corner, and he walks out of it again, before jumping up and dropping the knee straight to Masters face. Dante not being so hasty here, as he picks Masters up. He lifts him for a suplex here now. He holding Jay up for a long time....finally he pivots and turns it into a jackhammer. Big move there, lots of impact. Dante still not going for the pin though, and he throws Jay out between the middle and top ropes. Masters right infront of us here.

JP: Dante wants to come out after him, but the referee want allow it. Masters gets to his feet here, and WHAT THE HELL!! He just reached over the table and nailed Neil Down. He grabs him now, and takes him to the spanish announce tabel. He lifts Neil up for a power bomb ....but NOOO. Dante comes out now, and hits Masters from behind, forcing him to drop Neil. Dante spins Masters around now and TOMBSTONES HIM ON THE OUTSIDE!!! Masters is out.

DT: Dante picks Jay up now and drags him onto the announce table. He slides back in after a pair of clubbing blows to Masters chest. Masters is subdued on the table here, and Dante hits the ropes on the far side of the ring. He builds up a head of steam, before leaping over the top rope. Masters saw it coming tough, and GOOD GOD!! Dante right through the table there. That was ungodly. What impact, and Dante is out of it now. Both men are laid out on the floor, as is Neil Down. Neil's crawling back towards our table, as Masters gets up now, and drags Dante into the ring. He picks him up, and sets him for what looks like ...YES!! HE HITS RETRIBUTION!! That flipping razors edge has been hit, and Dante is out here. The cover...

One..

Two...

Three!!!!

JP: We got a winner!!!

(After the match, Masters sets Dante for another Retribution, but Damiens hits the ring, chair in hand, and nails Masters. He sends Jay to the ropes, and nails him with the chair as he comes back. He goes under the ropes, and to the outside. He reaches under the ring, and pulls out a ladder, throwing it into the ring, before climbing in. Damien sets Masters up, sandwiched between the two sides of the ladder. He climbs to the top, and delivers his Pagan Star Press!!!)

DT: What Carnage here. Masters, Dante, Damien and Neil down are all down, as well as the spanish announce table. And we're just getting started folks.

Coby: Vickalous!

Victor: ....Coby...

Coby: Where is Nickalous Vickalous!?

Victor: God damnit I told you already, he's GONE.

Coby: God damnit Vickalous.

Victor: It's not my fault dude.

Coby: He'll be back.

Victor: I still doubt it.

Coby: .....Chicks.

Victor: What!?

Coby: God damnit where are the chicks!?

Victor: Who the fuck are you talking about!? I don't know.

Coby: Come on Vickalous.

Victor: ....Just go wrestle you damn match, I don't need this.

(Victor turns and walks away. As Coby looks frustrated.)

(Commercials)

Logan ~ Last week, I did something that nobody thought I could do. I was down as the underdog going into the title match against Nick Dangerous, not surprising considering he had the entire of Dangerism with him at ringside. But nobody thought I had a chance. They all said I was too inexperienced, and too new to the company to get the title. But here it is.

(He raises the Universal title to a huge pop from the crowd)

Logan ~ I managed to do the damn near impossible. Many had tried, and failed to beat Nick for this piece of history. But I did it. I also aligned myself with Sociaty's Slave Scott Monroe. The Primetime Champion, and the man that faces Nick when he recovers from the bruised ego I left him with. Together, we have vowed to run through everybody. We are two men on very different quests, working towards the same goal. We want to bring slavation, of sorts, to this federation. We want to bring it back. But aside from that, I am on the quest that I have waited to be on my entire life. The quest to keep this title for as long as I possibly can. Scott, on the other hand, has held this title, and has now turned his focus to the Grandslam. Only two men have ever achieved the Grandslam in EWCL, those men being Blade, and Sean Corvik. I also shall become Grandslam Champion, but not yet. This title.

(He taps the belt on his shoulder)

Logan ~ This title is what matters to me at the moment. But more nimportantly, tonight, me and Scott begin our quest to bring salvation to this federation. Tonight marks the 50th showing of Insurgence. The 50th transmission of this illustrious program. It shall also mark the dawning of the new era. Curtis, and Damien, tonight, you are the first to fall. Good luck to you both, for you shall sorely need it.

(Logan drops the microphone, and retrieves his singlasses before leaving the ring as we return to our ringside commentators)

JP: Right after hearing those words from our new Universal Champion....It is time for our next match. Drone, the man who is fighting for the vengeance of Sean Campbell is gonna take on Coby Belton. Belton the only follower of Dangerism still on the card tonight. Thats not good, not good at all for Dangerism. But Dangerism will overcome.

ND: Dangerism is dead!!

JP: No, it's not.....And Belton will prove that.

ND: Well then....Jay Masters sucks!!!

(Closer by Nine Inch Nails begins to play and out comes Coby Belton. He makes it to ringside and slides into the ring).

(Drone's music hits and the man comes walking out from the back. The crowd cheers him on as he marches down the aisle to the ring. He reaches ringside, stares at Belton and he then rolls in).

DING DING DING

DT: The match has started and Belton and Drone circle eachother for a couple of seconds. They eventually lock up and it is Drone who gets Belton in a hammerlock. He twists Coby's arm around his back and holds it there. Belton struggles and tries to free himself. He moves out of it, but Drone counters with a short arm clothesline that sends Belton to the mat. Drone just stands in the ring now and looks down at Belton. Belton is slowly getting back to his feet again. He makes it up and the two wrestlers tie up for a second time. Drone gets Belton in a waistlock, but Belton counters with a mulekick. He turns around and he punches Drone in the head. He follows that up by grabbing Drone's arm and irish whipping him into the ropes.

JP: Drone comes off and Belton with a flying headscissors takedown. Belton hops back to his feet and he does a standing shooting star press on Drone. That looked pretty cool by Belton. He hooks Drone's leg and goes for the cover.....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT!!!...But we have a kickout by Drone. That was a near fall. Belton almost got the win there. Coby brings Drone to his feet now and after chopping him to the chest, he irish whips Drone. But Drone reverses the irish whip and sends Belton into the ropes. Belton comes off and Drone goes for a backdrop.....but Belton read the move and he moves Drone into a piledriver position.....But now it is Drone who blocks it and he ....does backdrop Belton to the mat!!

ND: Drone follows that up with some kicks and stomps to Beltons upperbody. He then hits the ropes, comes off and while Belton comes to his feet, he hits him with a basement dropkick to the head. Now that looked mighty impressive by Drone. Beltons eyes are closed now as he lays on the mat. Drone turns him on his stomache and he hooks in a crossface. And Belton screaming it out from the pain right now.....The referee checks on Belton, but he is not gonna tap out here. He refuses to tap out. Instead Belton is trying to get to the ropes.....He gets closer and closer and finally gets a hold of them. Drone lets go off the crossface and Belton uses the ropes to get to his feet again. Drone comes in, but Belton rakes him into the eyes...oooh...

DT: Cheapshot by Belton. Wonder which dad taught him that. Belton kicks Drone in the midsection and lifts him up and bodyslams him to the mat. Belton then hits the ropes and comes off and does an elbow drop onto Drone. Belton for another cover attempt...

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT....But yet another kickout by Drone. Drone makes it up to his feet agian now. Belton kicks him into the midsection once more and sends him into a corner. Drone goes in backfirst and Belton charges in.....But Drone sticks his elbow out and Belton runs right into it.

ND: Belton is stunned for a moment and Drone comes in, kicks him into the gut ....and.....POWERBOMBS BELTON TO THE CANVAS!!!....Oooh boy!!!.....Belton is layed out now. He is totally out of it.

(Drone has Coby Belton down on the mat, when through the crowd we see Victor Emmit armed with a steel chair coming through the crowd, the crowd's negative ovation draws Drone's attention to the approaching superstar, trying to keep focus, Drone picks up Coby Belton.)

JP: Drone better act fast if he wants a clean match, Victor doesn't look very interested in allowing that. Drone sets Coby in position for the burning hammer!....IT CONNECTS! But does he have enough time for the finish!? Victor's getting closer and closer. Drone covers Belton.

1...

2-Victor's in the ring!

3-BROKEN! Victor just slammed the steel chair on the back of the referee! The ref is OUT! No decision can be made now that the ref is unconcious. Drone noticed the damage done and is now in the face of Victor Emmit. Drone keeps his distance as Victor threatens Drone with the chair. Belton slowly recovers and acknowledges the situation, and immediately stands by Victor. Victor is challenging Drone to try taking a shot at the two, but Drone just slowly backs away. Whoever said Dangerism is dead looks dead wrong.

ND: Oh just shut up Pilchard, the only thing that keeps Drone from kicking their asses is that steel chair, if it weren't in Victor's hands Drone would be all over the situation. Drone may be out of the ring now, but if Victor takes his eyes off Drone for a second, WHAM! Things will be quite different.

JP: Yeah, heh, you go ahead and thing that moro-WHAT THE HELL!?

ND: OH SNAP! VICTOR JUST FLOORED COBY WITH THAT CHAIR SHOT!

JP: This is an outrage!

ND: This is the DEATH of Dangerism right here. Victor has been handed a mic.

(Victor takes the mic as Drone makes his way back to the ring. Victor kneels down and looks on at Belton.)

Victor: Oh what happened you twisted Son of a has been!? It appears I cracked you're fucking skull in two kid, what in the hell are you gonna do about it!? Huh!?

(Drone enters the ring, and walks up to face with Victor.)

Victor: Drone, sorry if I had to kick this kid's ass at your expense, you had this guy well beat, but if you will open your ears for a moment, you gotta hear why I had to do it. You see, Nick is gone, Nick just proved to us all what kind of a hypocrite he can be to people like Chazz Mendel, every week we hear him bitch and moan about how Chazz, Strait Hate, Thorn, all left him when the going got tough, and suddenly we have Nick leaving ME when things got rough, mainly because things aren't going PERFECT for the guy, God forbid that Nick is unhappy, he's off now wrestling the Japanese circuit for minimum wage. It took me a while to realize this, but Nick is nothing but a has been, he's old news, he's as good as DEAD to me now. And the guy leaves expecting me to watch over this Coby Belton guy, who can't even get my name right!? To hell with what Nick wants, unlike him, I'm willing to use action to make sure he doesn't ask me, where are the chicks!? Where is Nickalous!? Why is the sky blue!? What time is it!? How do I wrestle!? How do I have a job!? I'm sick of it, why deal with it when I have a great ally in Drone right here.

(The crowd pops at Victor praising Drone.)

Victor: So what I propose, Drone, is this. Nick Dangerous is gone, Coby's career has nowhere to go but down from here, seeing as there's no back he has to ride his way to the top anymore. I propose we join together, Coby has no potential at ALL, while you have all the potential it takes to be the next huge star, I'm not going to offer help to some nothing like Coby Belton, so why don't we stick a fork in this Dangerism shit and get some real business going.

(Victor offers his hand to Drone. Doesn't take too much thinking for Drone to accept and shake hands with Victor Emmit. Both looking happy with the proposition.)

Victor: .....Now who wants to witness the end of Dangerism!?

(The crowd pops very loudly, Victor acknowledges as Drone picks up and holds Belton by the arms. Victor readies the chair,winding up to give Belton the shot of a lifetime.)

JP: ...This pisses me off.

ND: What the hell are you talking about? This is history in the making Pilchard! Dangerism is DEAD, Neil Down wins, Pilchard loses, you loser.

JP: I cant' frigging watch this-WAIT A SECOND!

ND: The lights are out!

(Suddenly a voice is heard through the PA system.)

Voice: Nice frigging try.

JP: I know that voice! Nick Dangerous! Nick Dangerous!

ND: STOP DREAMING!

(A spotlight shines out at the entrance way when Nick is seen with a mic, accompanied by boo's around the arena.)

Nick: Nice to know what you think of me Victor, it was a pleasant surprise. Can I get a few spotlights in the ring please!?

(The lights shine in the ring, with Coby on the mat, chair on the mat, Victor and Drone looking towards Nick.)

Victor: Nice to know you're back to witness the end Nick.

Nick: It's not over until I say it's over, Vic.

Victor: You won't be around much longer to have any say as to whether it's over or not. And why the hell are there only three lights on in this damn arena!?

Nick: I already hear the people, Victor, no need for me to SEE them, this is the perfect lighting.

Victor: Don't be bitter because they just find you damn boring.

Nick: I'm not bitter, they just look a lot better hidden behind darkness.

Victor: Well the lights are getting annoying, why the hell did you come back here anyways!? Go back to Japan, we were happy before you came.

Nick: Some things got in the way of any efficient business that could have been done in Japan, I'd rather not go into it, either way I have something really important to say.

Victor: Yeah well get it over with already.

Nick: It's really important.

Victor: What the hell is it Nick you're wasting everyone's time.

Nick: It's very, very, very important.

(Victor puts his hands on his hips, growing increasingly frustrated, Drone looking on with fists clenched as Belton recovers.)

Victor: Don't make us come down there and have Drone kick your ass AGAIN, to get some answers out of you.

Nick: Fine, fine, I just have to say something important, it's just so important, I had to come and say it-RUN SON!

(Victor and Drone are thrown off a little, when they finally notice Belton rolled out of the ring, running towards Dangerous.)

Nick: Come on! Preserve Dangerism Son!

(Belton dashes past Nick and exits the arena as Nick backs away, following Belton.)

Nick: Dangerism will never die you FRIGGING MORONS.

(The crowd boo's as Drone and Victor walk out disappointed.)

(Commercials)

"There is little hope for the future and little hope for the past. We see what we want to see, yet we are blinded by riddles which we cannot fathom. That's alright, I understand the weakness and the doubt. I understand that which you feel deep within, that which shakes you to the core. Sociaty has taken you from your perch and handed you down, letting you see the world for what it really is. Deny the truth and you will regret your choice forever, because it will draw my ire, my attention. I can promise you, drawing my ire is not worth what you believe it to be. Damien, tonight I have something to give you, a gift, you might call it."

(Scott Monroe leans forward from his perch upon the rafter. With a thin smile he nods his head, pointing with a long, thin finger towards the sky).

"You see, I know what sociaty is attempting to hide. I know that this is nothing more than a game to them, nothing more than something to be played and watched over. The difference now is that the game will no longer be played by their rules. Ever on the road will go, but I'll do what I want as my blood flows. Tonight, tonight we'll see who is prepared to stand before me. Tonight we'll see who among the masses believe that they can defeat me. Whatever Hell is promised there is no fear, for I shall show them what they cannot and will not comprehend. I am Scott Monroe, I am Sociatys Slave, through your sins, I have been born. Now I shall help you repay that which you owe. Do you understand? Do you see? I am wiling to save you, instead you would turn your backs and stone me. Leaving me to die as nothing more than rodents on the street."

(Shaking his head, Monroe takes the Prime Time championship from his shoulder and holds it out before him).

"Tonight, this is what it's all about. Tonight I've come with a purpose and that purpose is simple, to make sure that Damien understands the road that he shall soon walk, the path less traveled with good reason. No matter what you do, Damien, you cannot and will not find a way to defeat me. When you try, I shall come for you ten fold, laying waste to everything around you, pushing you to continue while waiting to see what happens next? That's alright Damien, I don't expect you to understand or to care. Just know that tonight, tonight you will find out exactly what it means to lose yourself into the meaning of something. Though this will be trivial to me, I shall enjoy using you as an example as I continue my work, as I move forward with the mass for salvation in his name. Wake up, Damien, your shot will be just another failed attempt for you. After this...after this you will know the true meaning. After this you will gain an insight to the beast that is Scott Monroe."

(Throwing the Prime Time championship back over his shoulder, Monroe hops down from the perch and extends his arms in the mock crucifixion).

"Tonight, we will bleed. Tonight, we will dine on pain while we give ourselves to the nothing. Isn't it ironic, Damien, that what you seek will be your very own undoing. The first step shall soon begin.."

(With that Monroe begins to chuckle as he turns his back to the camera and disappears down the hall).

(Fade out).

DT: It looks like Scott Monroe is ready for Damien. But what do you expect. Monroe has to have alot of confidence after last weeks match and after winning a couple of Holy Shit Awards yesterday. He has to be positive.

ND: Yeah, but he never won a category 3 years in a row now did he!!

DT: No he didn't, Neil.

ND: I thought so.

(slap-ouch).

DT: I wonder how Damien is feeling.

ND: He must be worn out after having sex for that often.

(slap-ouch).

(Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the PA system, and Damien walks out, saluting the fans, who respond with a mixture of cheers and boo's, as he walks to the ring. He slides in, and raises his arms, before turning and looking at the ramp.)

(The arena falls into darkness...

An industrial beat begins to blare over the P.A. system as a crucifix engulfed in flames erupts onto the Cazzotron. As the symbol begins to rotate, a voice begins to whisper..

"We have spiraled beyond the limits well known, now we walk the road alone. Prepare for loss and accept my war, prepare for the truth as the prophet foretold..."

The voice is suddenly cut out by the growling sound of Trent Reznor, as he moves through the words, his voice reaches an agony filled scream.

"YOUR GOD IS DEAD AND NO ONE CARES! IF THERE IS A HELL, I'LL SEE YOU THERE!"

Taxicab Messiah by the Kidney Thieves continues is course as Free, the lead vocalist, begins to screech out the lyrics..

My God loved the whore's and babies
My God never noticed a sin
My God grew and killed daisies
My God threw the towel in

Fire erupts from either side of the stage as flashing strobes of purple, red and blue spiral around the arena. The curtains are withdrawn as Sociatys Slave steps through. From top to bottom Monroe wears a pair of black combat boots, black jeans tucked into them. A black shirt with numerous circular rings and straps run over it. His long black and blonde hair is pulled back into numerous braids as he stares out over the arena from behind a pair of silver and black shades. Leaning down to the left, Monroe rises quickly, spinning his upper body and extending his arms in the gesture of the mock crucifixition. Monroe throws his head back, laughing in manical laughter for a moment before looking back down to the ring. Lower his arms, Monroe then makes his way down to the ring. Rolling beneath the bottom rope, Monroe kneels in the far corner before extending his arms once again in the mock crucifixition).

DT: Wow, intresting. It's not only the Morlocks who are cheering Monroe on now. I heard more people giving Monroe a positive reaction. What does that mean? Are people finally realizing how good of a wrestler Monroe is?

ND: Nah, I guess some girl was flashing and thats why part of the crowd was cheering.

(slap-ouch).

DING DING DING

DT: Monroe gets to his feet and Damien charges in on him immediately. He knocks Monroe to the mat with a double axe handle. After that Damien starts to work on the Prime Time Champion with his knees and his feet, stomping a mudhole out of Monroe. Monroe makes it over to the nearest corner, but Damien stays on him. And Damien puts his boot to Monroe's throat, choking the life out of him that way. After the referee counted till 5, Damien stops the choke and lifts Monroe up to his feet. Damien hands out a couple of punches in the corner and he then grabs Monroe by the arm and irish whips him into the opposite corner. Monroe goes in backfirst and Damien follows in hot pursuit......But Monroe moves out of the corner and Damien hits the topturnbuckle.

JP: Damien staggers out of the corner....and we see that Monroe climbs the topturnbuckle now....Stands on top......and jumps off for a Missile dropkick!!!......He hit Damien hard there!!!........Monroe takes his time and gets back up. He goes over to Damien and brings him to his feet. He chops Damien to the chest 4 times and he then waistlocks him and.....delivers a Northern lights suplex. Monroe for the pin.....

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT......Damien breaks the count by kicking out of it. Damien and Monroe back on their feet again and Damien comes in for a right hand, but Monroe blocks it. He takes Damien and throws him into the ropes.....but Damien holds on to the ropes.

ND: Damien held on, but Monroe comes charging in ........for a spear......but oooooh Damien moves out of the way and Monroe flies through the second and toprope to the outside!!! He lands on the concrete floor!!.....Good God!! Damien motions that this was real smart thinking on his behalf. He climbs to the apron and waits till Monroe is starting to get back up again. Monroe on his feet.....and DAMIEN JUMPS OFF THE APRON FROM BEHIND MONROE....AND DOES A FLYING BULLDOG!!!...And he crashes Monroe facefirst into the concrete floor!!! Thats gotta hurt.....Gotta hurt for sure. Damien is smirking now and he moments later he picks Monroe up from the floor. Monroe's forehead is busted open from that collision with the concrete. Damien uses his fist and punches Monroe hard into his forehead into that wound.

DT: Monroe stumbles backwards and Damien takes him and irish whips him into the security guardrail. Monroe goes in backfirst and Damien runs in to him.....but Monroe backdrops Damien over the guardrail into the crowd.......Damien lands on the ground and Monroe takes his time to wipe the blood out of his eyes. He then reaches over the guardrail and grabs Damien and drags him back to ringside. Damien gets back to his feet and Monroe with a roundhouse kick that connects perfectly. Monroe then with a series of punches before he throws his opponent back into the ring again.

JP: Monroe makes it back in aswell and he picks Damien up and kicks him into the stomache and then does a Russian legsweep. Monroe quickly brings Damien to his feet again and irish whips him into a corner.......Damien goes in and Monroe follows in....does a couple of flips and ends up in the corner with a roundhouse kick that hits Damien in the jaw. Monroe then follows that up with a triple combo kick. Man, Monroe is on fire now......He grabs Damien by the arm and drags him out of the corner. Damien is still stunned from those kicks. Monroe hits the ropes....comes off .....and does a swinging neckbreaker on Damien!!!.....And hooks the leg for the cover....

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KICKOUT!!

ND: Monroe is not losing concentration and he brings Damien up to his feet again. He sends him into the ropes and when Damien comes off he hits him with a shoulderblock that sends Damien to the mat. Monroe reaches down for Damien and after bringing him up, he irish whips him once more......but this time Damien reverses the whip and Monroe goes into the ropes. The champion comes off and Damien for a powerslam!! He hit that one out of nowhere!! We thought that Damien was out of strength, out of energy....but then he comes with that move......Both men are now layed out on the mat.......Damien then lays his arm onto Monroe and goes for the cover.....

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KICKOUT!!

JP: But the champion kicks out. The multi award winner makes it out in time. But Damien comes in already and he gets Monroe in a sharpshooter position.....He has it hooked in right and the referee does what he has to do and thats to check if Monroe wants to tap out or not. But there isn't even coming an expression off Monroe's face now. He's only staring at the ropes in front of him.....He is dragging himself over to the ropes now.....He drags himself over......and about 15 seconds he is able to reach the ropes and Damien has to break the move. Monroe now in the ropes resting, but Damien already charges in and he kicks Monroe to the back off the head....Oooh, Monroe could never have seen that one coming at all.

DT: Damien drags Monroe out of the corner now and places him near the corner on his back. Damien goes to climb the corner and makes it to the topturnbuckle. ...AND....PAGAN STAR PRESS........BUT MONROE LIFTS HIS KNEES UP IN TIME AND DAMIEN GOES STRAIGHT INTO THE KNEES!!!.....He's now rolling around in the ring from the pain. Monroe slowly makes his way up. He moves over to Damien, grabs him ....and......HEAVENS GATES!!!....TWO EVENFLOW DDT'S!!! CHAIN EVENFLOW DDT'S!!!......And Damien is layed out after those moves!!!........Monroe hooking the leg now for the cover.......

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THRE........KICKOUT!!

JP: But surprisingly Damien kicks out of that one. Monroe shakes his head for a moment and he then takes Damien and drags him over to the corner and places him in a tree of woe position. Monroe takes a couple of steps back.....and comes in for a baseball slide into Damiens head. That results in it that Damien is also busted open now. Monroe stares at Damien for a few moments, and then goes back over to the corner and drags Damien to the center of the ring. Monroe bends down to pick up Damien now....but ooooh Damien with a lowblow......That really caught Monroe off guard........Monroe goes down to one knee and Damien makes it over to the ropes. He comes off and......NECKBREAKER ON MONROE!!!....And the cover attempt....

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KICKOUT!!

ND: Thats not enough!!!.....Damien lifts Monroe up now and irish whips him, Monroe comes off the ropes and ....he basement dropkicks Damien to the left knee!!.....And Damien goes down!!....Monroe quickly gets back to his feet, hits the ropes again, comes off and ....SHINING WIZZARD TO DAMIEN!!!.......He's out!!!.....The morlocks roar and Monroe picks up Damien........and......DEICIDE!!...THE MOST DREADED MOVE IN WRESTLING!!!.......Damien is knocked out cold and Monroe hooks the leg for the cover......

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THREE!!!

JP: He wins it. Scott Monroe defeats Damien and is still the Prime Time Champion.

(Monroe rolls out of the ring and drops to his knees, smiling for a moment he reaches under the ring apron and pulls out a set of handcuffs. Rolling back into the ring, Monroe grabs Damien by the hand and hooks him to the nearest turnbuckle. Damien tries to struggle as Monroe kicks him in the head, knocking him back down to the canvas).

"This is what you wanted, isn't it? Isn't it? This is what you wanted, isn't it?"

(Monroe extends his arms in the mock crucifixion as the fans begin rally behind him. Dropping to his knees Monroe once again rolls out of the ring and retrieves something else. This time a small container of Gasoline and a lighter. Returning to the ring, Monroe kicks Damien again, then chokes him into the corner. As Damien instantly hangs by the cuff, Monroe takes the top from the container and throws the contents on Damien's back. Smiling, Monroe strikes the lighter and leans down, the fire on the canvas erupting and surging towards Damien. Moments later his back erupts into flames as Monroe begins to laugh).

"I warned you, I warned you all. Hell will come for you, of that you can have no doubt."

(With that Monroe extends his arms again before heading towards the back).

(Commercials).

Coby: Nickalous you saved me!

Nick: I sure did Son, let's just get out of here now.

Coby: Are we going to Japan!?

Nick: No, we're going to a hotel or something.

Coby: What aboot Japan?

Nick: It's not happening Son.

Coby: Wot? Then what's happening?

Nick: I plan on being here next week, Victor AND Drone are now after Dangerism, we have to stop that Son.

Coby: Let's dew it.

Nick: ...Yeah. We have to think of something.

(Nick looks back and sees Victor and Drone searching for Nick and Coby, Victor notices and points to Nick, when Nick starts running.)

Nick: LET'S GO SON! THEY'RE ON TO US.

(Nick and Coby get in the car, Nick starting it as fast as possible, Victor and Drone catch up and kick up the car a little bit, but Nick and Coby escape unharmed.)

Victor: ...Damnit!

(Scene fades and we go back to ringside)

(We come back to see Aaron Gold stood in the ring, ready for his Golden Moment. He has his usual set, a red carpet, two leather chairs and a table. This time, he also has 3 Holy Shit Awards Sat on the table. He wears a suit, as normal for this broadcast. He picks up on of the microphones from the table, and brings it to his lips.)

Aaron: Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen to this weeks Holy Shit Award Special of the Golden Moment. As you will know, if you watched the Awards Broadcast yesterday, I was the proud winner of two awards. I was awarded the Primetime title Holder of the year, and, along with one Mr Cable, I was awarded the Tag Team of the year award also. Infact, lets go to the Cazzotron for a full list of winners, seeing as my screen hasn't been delivered yet!

Finisher of the Year: Deicide
Woman of the Year: Jezzebelle
Freakiest Gimmick of the Year: Arcane
Worst Wrestler of the Year: Coby Belton
Commentator of the Year: Neil Down
Valet of the Year: Peter Tiger
Primetime title Holder of the year: Aaron Gold
Extreme Title Holder of the year : Sean Corvik
EWCL Title Holder of the Year: G-Flem
Universal Title Holder of the Year: Scott Monroe
Hardecore Wrestler of the Year: Sean Corvik
Highflyer of the Year: Chazz Mendel
Pay Per View of the Year: Christmas in Hell
Tag Team of the Year: The New Breed - Cable and Gold
Stable of the Year: The New Royal Family
Newcomer of the Year: Logan Darkholme
Heel of the Year: Exile
Face of the Year: Cazzo
Storyline of the Year: Exile taking over EWCL
Feud of the Year: Family Explosion
Match of the Year: Nick Dangerous vs Scott Monroe - Iron Man Match
Wrestler of the Year: Scott Monroe

Aaron: So there you have it folks. The EWCL's finest have been awarded, and in one case, the EWCL's worst has been awarded. Now, the Golden Moment would be nothing without a guest, and with that in mind, I introduce my guest tonight.....Neil Down!

(The camera moves to down at the commentary position, who looks a little caught off guard. He takes his headset off and slowly enters the ring. Gold tosses him a microphone.)

Aaron: Welcome to the show Neil.

Down: Its...a pleasure. No funny business right? No GoldDiggers, no frogsplashes no punches?

Aaron: No Neil, you can relax. There is a reason I called you in here today though. Well a couple, here is the first.

(Aaron goes to the table, and grabs on of the three Holy Shit Awards. He hands it to Down, and extends his hand. Reluctantly a first, Down shakes Golds hand.)

Aaron: Lets hear it for the commentator of the year!

(Crowd Cheers, and Down raises his trophy)

Down: In your face Thornton!

(Slap - ouch)

Down: You can't do that! You said no attacks!

Aaron: First of all, I can do that, its my show, and second of all, you said no GoldDiggers, no Frogsplashes, and puches. You said nothing about slapping you upside the head!

(Down simply smirks)

Aaron: Well, now that I've given you that award, lets get to the real business. Please, take a seat.

(The pair sit down)

Aaron: Now Neil, its a known fact that you haven't always liked me.

Down: Right.

Aaron: But theres a man that you've always hated more, and always made fun of. That man WAS, we thought, Jay Masters, but we know now that it was not. This past week in his promo's, the real Jay Masters has burnt your house down, and has also destroyed all of your cars, and motorcycles. Add to that the fact that he tried to put you through a table before, and it all adds up to a bad week.

Down: Damn right it adds up to a bad week. Just because I dragged his name, quite rightfully, through the mud doesn't mean that he has the right to do that!

Aaron: I agree. So...the question is....what are you going to do about it? He seems to be content with what he is doing, so will no doubt continue.

Down: Yeah! Well, if he wants a fight, then he can come out here right now and try it!

(As soon as he finishes, "Highway to Hell" hits the PA system, and Jay Masters comes running out. He gets into the ring and shoves Gold out of the way before going straight for Neil down. The two exchange punches, before Jay gets the advantage, and starts beating Down into the mat. Once Neil is down, Masters turns around to Gold, and starts arguing with him, we can barely hear him, but we can make out that he says "you made my life miserable too". "You dragged my name through the mud just as much as him". He goes to punch Gold, but Down is back, and low blows Masters from behind. Gold has also had enough, and nails Masters with a superkick.)

Aaron: NEVER COME ON MY SHOW AND ARGUE WITH ME AGAIN!!!

(Neil Down gets up, and begins laying the shoes into the fallen Masters. As he does this, Aaron speaks)

Aaron: Ladies and gentlemen, thats all we got time for this week. Actually, we have time for one more thing.

(Golds picks Masters up, and leans him against the ropes, before Neil Down charges in and clotheslines Masters over the top. )

(End of Golden Moment)

(Commercials)

DT: Well, well after The Golden Moment, Neil Down has excused himself and it is only me and John left now to do the commentating of the matches we still have for you.

JP: That was some clothesline though from Neil. Didn't know he had it in him.

DT: I know. But hey Masters burnt his house down. Plus Neil already said that he would explode if he would see Masters near him.

JP: I have a feeling though that this isn't over yet for Neil. This is far from over.

DT: Well one good thing could be that he actually has Aaron Gold on his side. Who would have thought that would ever happen.

JP: True.

DT: Now our next match. We have the new Universal Champion Logan Darkholme. Let's take a look how he won that title last week at Havoc 3.

(The CazzoTron comes on and brings us back to last week).

DT: Darkholme now brings Nick to his feet and he sets him up for an Escape From Reality!!...When he hits that, its over!! Then we have a new Universal Champion right here!!......Darkholme goes for it and.....YES.....HE EXECUTES IT!!...Nick Dangerous is out!!!....We are gonna have a new champion now!!!.......Logan goes for the cover.....

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THR....BUT BELTON GRABS THE LEGS OFF THE REFEREE AND PULLS HIM OUT OF THE RING!!! ....Oh God!!! And while Belton is distracting the referee, we see that Victor Emmit comes into the ring with a steelchair in his hands. He moves over to Darkholme and ....BAMMMMMMM!!!......He ramms Darkholme in the head with it and he goes down hard to the mat...... ...Emmit then quickly rolls out of the ring again.

JP: In the ring both wrestlers are layed out right now. After about 10 seconds we see that Dangerous places his arm on Darkholme's body and thus going for the cover. The referee slides back into the ring and goes for the cover......

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THRE......KICKOUT!!!.......

ND: Yes!! Darkholme kicked out!! Unbelievable!!!......Emmit and Belton can't believe it and Emmit takes the chair again and slides back into the ring while Belton distracts the referee for a second time. Emmit back in the ring now.....BUT FROM OUT OF NOWHERE IT IS DRONE!!!.....DRONE MAKES IT INTO THE RING...AND JUST WHEN EMMIT WANTS TO HIT DARKHOLME WITH THE CHAIR...HE SUPERKICKS THE CHAIR RIGHT INTO EMMITS HEAD!!!....Emmit is layed out now, while Drone rolls out of the ring. Darkholme now picks Dangerous up, sets him up.....AND.....HITS HIM WITH ANOTHER ESCAPE FROM REALITY!!!.......Darkholme for the cover......the referee gets back and begins to count....

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..........Belton wants to break the count again, but it is Drone who prevents him from doing that..........THREE!!......

DT: Darkholme looking impressive against Nick and in that Battle Royal. And thats not all. We also saw last week and over the week that Logan and Scott Monroe have teamed up in a way. They got a mutual goal here in the EWCL. Not to ruin it and to put it to the ground, but to do the opposite. Now just think of that, Darkholme and Monroe together as a team. They could be unstoppable.

JP: But lets talk about Curtis Wilkes for a moment. He started off real good in the EWCL, beating Johnathan Cable and Reese Johnson. Then after that he already had a title match against Sean Corvik. However Wilkes lost that one, which isn't a shock to say the least. Last week at Havoc 3 Wilkes was the runner up in the Battle Royal. So basically Wilkes is doing pretty good here. You talk about being unstoppable, but Wilkes could win this match here tonight. Sure its a non-title match, but still it would spread a message if he would win.

DING DING DING

(One by Metallica hit the PA System, and Curtis Wilkes come down to a moderate pop. He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. The crowd gives him a good reaction and he raises his hands in the air.)

(The lights go out, and "Us" By Samael hits the PA. The drum beat begins, as a strobe light hits on each beat. Teh guitars kicks in, and s psotlight comes down on the top of the ramps, while other spotlights move around the audience. Logan Darkholme appears, his long hair wet, and slicked back. He wears his wrestling attire, of black boots, and baggy black cargo pants. He wears also a leather jacket, which he pulls back to reveal his Universal title. The spotlight changes to a strobe light, alternating between several colours as Logan walks down the ramp. He reaches the ring, and uses the ring steps to get up onto the ring apron. The lights stop flashing, and are replaced again by a single spotligh, aimed down on top of Logan. He raises his arms, before stepping into the ring. He goes to all four corners, taking his belt off and holding it up at each. Finally, he stands in the miuddle of the ring with his title draped before him).

DING DING DING

DT: We begin and Darkholme and Wilkes tie up in the middle of the ring. Wilkes gets Logan in a waistlock, but Logan reverses it after elbowing Wilkes to the head. Darkholme lifts Wilkes up for a backdrop suplex, but Wilkes lands on his feet behind Logan. Logan turns around and Wilkes goes for a right hand, but Logan ducks it and returns with a right hand of his own. But Wilkes blocks it and he grabs Logans arm and sends him into the ropes. Darkholme comes off, but he slides through Wilkes his legs, gets up behind him and grabs him and executes a REVERSE DDT!!!....Now thats what a champion looks and acts like!!! Amazing start here!!

JP: You can say that again. Logan in the advantage now. He picks up Curtis and backhand chops him tom the chest a couple of times. He then grabs Wilkes by the head and does a snappmare and follows that up right away with a stiff kick to the back. He repeats that and kicks Curtis to the back 2 more times. Darkholme grabs Curtis by the head and gets him in a side headlock. He throws Wilkes into the ropes, and after he comes off Darkholme with a drop toe hold and Wilkes goes face first to the mat!!! Darkholme quickly picks up Wilkes and sends him into the ropes for another time. Wilkes comes off and Darkholme going for a backdrop....but Wilkes anticipates to it and he grabs Logans head and slams it into the mat!!

DT: Nice counter there by the challenger. Logan is struggling back to get to his feet, but Wilkes hits him with a roundhouse kick to the head. Logan goes down, but Wilkes picks him up right away and hands out a couple of punches. He then throws Logan into the corner and follows in hot pursuit and splashes on top off the Universal Champion!!!.....Logan falls down to the ground in a seated position and Curtis Wilkes charges in once more.....and does a BRONCO BUSTER ON DARKHOLME!!!.... Not a nice move to feel I guess. ....Wilkes comes out of the corner, drags Logan out of it aswell and goes for the cover.....

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KICKOUT!

JP: Only a two count there. After Wilkes had Darkholme in a chinlock for about 30 seconds, he picks the champion up and sends him into the ropes. Darkholme comes off, but he counters with a Lou Thesz press and lands on top off Wilkes. And Darkholme now unleashing a fist of fury here!! A series of punches are handed out here!!!.....Wilkes can't defend himself this way.....Darkholme is giving it all here!!........Even the referee now comes in to stop him!!!....Thats amazing!!!......The referee stopped Logan and made him go off Wilkes. The referee backs off Darkholme and tries to calm him down a bit. But it doesn't seem to work that fast. Well we know that Darkholme can have a temper and that its hard to control when the beast comes out.

DT: I tell you, if Neil would have been here then he would have made a comment about what you just said.

JP: Yeah he probably would have.

DT: Darkholme seems to be calmed down a bit by the ref now, but meanwhile Wilkes also made it back up again. The referee moves out of the way.....and.....WILKES SUPERKICKS DARKHOLME TO THE MAT!!!....WOW!!! What a kick by Wilkes!!!.....He hit Logan straight in the face.......Wilkes goes for the cover......

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KICKOUT!!......but another two count. Darkholme kicks out once more. But the fact is that Wilkes is back in the match again. Wilkes picks up Darkholme and he lifts him on his back.....Wilkes is about to hit a Death valley driver.......but Darkholme is able to move out of it!!...He lands on his feet and he kicks Wilkes in the gut and ....DDT's him to the canvas!!......Wilkes goes down and Darkholme needs a couple of seconds to get back in his game again.

JP: Darkholme takes Wilkes and executes a backbreaker on him....He holds on to Wilkes and delivers a second backbreaker on him. Darkholme lets go off his opponent, but he then hooks Curtis into a Boston Crab hold. It looks like Darkholme is working on Wilkes his head. First with those backbreakers and now with that Boston Crab......He's turning this into a tactical match up. Wilkes is in pain here, but he's not giving up. Darkholme tries to drag Wilkes over to the center off the ring now.....but Wilkes is fighting it and trying to stop it......He can't do it though......Darkholme got him moved over in the middle of the ring!!! This could be the end for Curtis Wilkes here in this match. The referee checks on him. He's in severe backpain....But he's shaking his head to the referee.

DT: And Wilkes is going for the ropes now.....He is dragging himself over closer and closer to the ropes........And yesss......he gets a hold of them...Wilkes makes it to the ropes and Darkholme lets go off the Boston Crab. But Logan comes in and kicks Wilkes to the back a number of times. Still constantly working on that back. Logan picks Wilkes up and he irish whips him into the corner......and Wilkes goes backfirst into the turnbuckles!!!....Darkholme moves in and he steps onto the bottom rope and begins to hand out punch after punch to Wilkes his forehead....1......2......3.........4.............5...........6...............7..............8................9.................10.....The crowd counted along to the punches.

JP: Darkholme steps off the bottom rope and he then grabs Curtis and lifts him onto the topturnbuckle. Logan climbs on aswell now, so both wrestlers are on the topturnbuckle. Darkholme sets Wilkes up for a superplex, but Wilkes blocks it!!.....And he nails Logan right between the eyes with a right hand......Wilkes pushes Darkholme off the toprope and Logan falls all the way down to the mat!!!......And Wilkes doesn't hesitate .....and.....DOES A SWANTON BOMB ONTO DARKHOLME!!!...He hit that one right and a few moments later Wilkes goes for the cover.......Is this it? .....

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TH........KICKOUT!!....No that is not it....The Universal Champion stays in this match allright. He kicked out of that swanton bomb.

DT: Wilkes can't believe it and he starts to climb the topturnbuckle again. He almost reached the top....but then Darkholme gets back to his feet. He quickly climbs up the corner aswell.....AND HE WAISTLOCKS WILKES .....AND DOES A TOSSING GERMAN SUPLEX OFF THE TOPROPE!!!.....HOLY SHIT!!!.....HOLY SHIT!!!...........What a move by Darkholme there!!!........But both men are layed out right now!!!.....Wilkes it out, but Darkholme is also still on the mat........But I see movement now......Darkholme is moving!!.....Yes, Darkholme is getting back to his feet again now. He makes it up and moves over to Wilkes and hooks the leg for the cover....

ONE

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THR........KICKOUT!!

JP: Wow!!! Real close call!!! I think that was almost three!!.....But Wilkes did kick out of that one there. Darkholme now gets back up and he lifts Wilkes up from the mat. He whips him into the ropes.....but Wilkes comes off and he ducks the forearm off Logan. Wilkes comes off the opposite ropes......but ooooooh Darkholme kicks him into the midsection......AND.......ESCAPE FROM REALITY!!!........He hit it!!!......Wilkes is out cold and Logan Darkholme is going for the cover........He hooks the leg......

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THREE!!!

DT: Thats it!! The champion wins this thing.

(After winning the match Darkholme rolls out of the ring, but from under the ring he grabs a table. He takes out the table and he places it one end on the apron and one end on the security guardrail).

JP: Whats Logan up to?

DT: He rolled back into the ring and he takes Wilkes and drags him to the outside. He then lays Wilkes on top off that table, thats on the apron and the guardrail. Darkholme now climbs onto the table aswell. He lifts Wilkes up.........and.....ESCAPE FROM REALITY ON WILKES THROUGH THAT TABLE!!!.....HOLY SHIT!!!......They went through that table and to the concrete floor!!!.....Curtis Wilkes is layed out!!...We need medical assistance here, and we need it fast!!!

JP: Good God!!

(Commercials).

DT: It's time for our main event match. It is time for Sean Corvik versus Exile. The battle finally takes place. We all remember the classic "Brawl in the Mall" match they had almost two years ago. Now they face eachother once more. Not in a mall, but in the ring. What is the outcome gonna be?

JP: Hard to tell Dean. Really hard to tell.

DT: I think the best thing would be to just get to the ring and get these guys in here and get this thing started.

JP: I think thats a pretty good idea.

(The light dims as we can feel our very own heartbeats thumping in our chests. Hearts of black, of pain, of war. The silence disrupts our existence, forces us to stare into the bleak wasteland that has been lain for us all to enjoy. A slow thump comes across the P.A. as if fingers were thumping the microphone. They increase in intensity and strength and a neon green beeping lifeline, representing the decayed life of humanity herself as her eyes grow weary and dim, sounds off in unison with the thumps. Both of the sounds start dying as the thumping is at blast-beat quickness and the lifeline is one continuous stream as the powerful voice of Tool's own Maynard James Keenan resonates from the speakers).

"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consiousness experiencing itself subjectively. There's no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are an imagination of ourselves".

("Christianity Delete" by the Project Hate MCMXCIX explodes from the speakers. The voice of Jörgen Sandström pounding the senses, rocking us to our finest elements, the voice seeming to seek and crucify. The line that has gone flat curves around to form a gleaming silver ankh that rotates before being set afire. The ankh is reduced to ash, denying our immortality and existence as it was once an avatar of a fool. Jonna Enckell's beautiful yet haunting voice chimes in and the dust clouds up, forming an inverted pentagram protected by a circle, the lines interweaving with one another. It glows bright blue electricity as it sparkles and fades, sparkles and fades. Sean Corvik appears at the entrance, the Extreme Championship laced over his shoulder and his silver eyes peering at Curtis Wilkes. He blinks, solemnly looking toward the floor as he spits before looking back up at him).

(Corvik makes it to the ring and slides in).

(Sympathy for the devil by The Rolling Stones blares over the speakers and Exile comes out from behind the curtains. The crowd boos loudly as he enters the ring, but he just waves it away).

DING DING DING

DT: Exile has entered the ring slowly while Corvik stands in the center of the ring. Exile comes to the center aswell and the two stand eye to eye talking trash to eachother. Corvik takes a couple of steps back, but this turns out to be a ruse as he throws a right hand.......but he misses!! Exile ducked it!!.....Corvik turns towards Exile again, and...Exile almost catches him with an early Outcast!!!... But Corvik just barely moves out of it and heads to a corner. Exile follows him into the corner and stomps Corvik repeatedly in the corner. The ref tries to restore the order, but after a while he stops trying since its not working anyway.

JP: Corvik now returns with a kick to Exile's ribs. Corvik then comes up and decks Exile with a right hand. He then does a couple of left jabs and finishes it with a right hand that drops Exile!! Man, this is a brawl right from the start!!!... Corvik picks up Exile and goes to hook in the Darkest Hour here......but this time it is Exile who moves out of the other ones finisher. Exile moved out, kicks Corvik in the gut and delivers an atomic drop. And Exile follows it up by coming off the ropes and hitting a Rocker Dropper on Corvik!! Nice move there by Exile. And the former champion goes for the cover attempt....

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KICKOUT!

DT: Corvik kicked out and this ain't over yet. Exile brings Corvik to his feet now and sends him into the ropes......but Corvik comes off and counters with a flying forearm!!!.....And Exile goes down to the mat.....Corvik stomps him down and keeps him there. Sean shows that aggression again that he showed the last couple of weeks. While Exile is still down, Corvik moves over to the corner and he takes the pad off the topturnbuckle. He has been doing that for weeks in a row now. Corvik turns towards Exile again and drags him over to the corner. He grabs Exile's head and ....HE SLAMS IT INTO THE STEEL TURNBUCKLE!!!...Now thats gotta hurt!!.....And Corvik repeats it a couple more times......I think Exile's forehead is busted open!!

JP: Yes, you are right!!....The blood is flowing out of Exile's forehead. Well thats what you get when you mess with a guy like Corvik. Exile had it coming for sure. the crowd is really getting into this match now here. They see that Corvik drags Exile out of the corner now. He lifts Exile up and delivers a belly to belly suplex on him. Corvik goes for the cover and hooks the leg....

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KICKOUT!!!.......but Exile kicks out of it!!.....He's not giving in that fast here, not against Corvik. Corvik gets up and he bends down to pick Exile up......but ooooooooooh Exile with a lowblow!!!....

DT: A lowblow and Corvik falls to his knees!! Exile gets to his feet and he takes off his belt that was around his pants......and he starts to whip Corvik with the belt!! Thats just payback from that steel turnbuckle!! The referee can't even do a thing about it anymore.....This thing went too far already, there is no way back now. Exile now takes the belt and he starts to choke Corvik with it!! But Corvik counters with a headbutt and a knee to the gut....Man, this is a streetfight al together!!... Exile in pain and Corvik hits the ropes and comes off and hits Exile with a clothesline!!...Exile is down and out and Corvik at this moment in control of the match. Can he finish Exile off now. Thats the question on everyone's mind.

JP: Corvik is staring at Exile now. He waits till he gets up. Corvik is getting ready for Insanity's Embrace!! He's waiting for the right moment.........Exile makes it to his feet now........Gets up......Corvik comes in......but oooooooh Exile pulls the referee in front of him and Corvik hits the referee with an Insanity's Embrace!!! Oooh God!!!....The referee is out... He's out of it for sure!!.......Corvik is taken by the moment and Exile charges in on him and ..SPEARS CORVIK TO THE MAT!!!........Exile rolls himself to the outside now and from under the ring he takes a steelchair and rolls back into the ring again. Exile swings the chair and he hits Corvik in the head with it. He then takes the "rest" end of the chair and jams it into Corviks back repeatedly!!!

DT: Exile then picks Corvik up from the mat, pushes him into the ropes chest-first and when Corvik comes off the ropes backwards, then nails Corvik in the back with the steelchair!! Exile repeats this action.....but oooooooh this time when Corvik comes off the ropes he turns around and he kicks the steelchair right into Exile's face!! Oooh boy!!! This buys Corvik some time since Exile went down to the canvas. Corvik is taking his time now, resting near the ropes. In the meantime Exile got back up again though. And Exile charges into Corvik!!!.....But Corvik notices it just in time and he sidesteps him and Exile goes chest-first into that corner with the uncovered topturnbuckle!!!....Exile goes right into the steel!!!

JP: And Exile falls backwards down to the mat......Corvik picks Exile up from the mat and he then throws him chest-first into that corner again!! ...Ooh man....what a carnage are we seeing here!!!....Exile is busted wide open now....There's blood all over his face right now. Corvik drags Exile out of the corner and hands out a series of jabs to the head. He then spins Exile around and hits him with a lariat that almost takes Exile's head off!!! Corvik moves into the ropes again to rest some more..This match is also taking alot out of him here. He waits once more till Exile gets back up. This time there is no referee to interfere with Corviks plan.......After about 20 seconds Exile gets up.....turns towards Corvik.....and.....INSANITY'S EMBRACE!!!.....Corvik superkicked Exile to the canvas!!

DT: Exile is out of it now.......Corvik moves over to go for the cover......But the referee is still layed out on the mat.....The referee has been laying on the mat ever since he got hit by that same superkick minutes ago. Corvik can't believe it!! He would have gotten the win right here, but the ref is out. Corvik gets back to his feet again and goes over to the referee. And Corvik pulls the referee to his feet again. Yeah...hmmm thats one way of getting him back up. Corvik then moves back towards Exile and goes for the cover again. The referee crawls over somehow and makes the count.....

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THR.....KICKOUT!!......A kickout by Exile!! Can you believe it!?!?!?

JP: Exile managed to kick out there!!.....And Corvik turns his aggression towards the referee and he grabs him and hooks the referee into the Darkest Hour!!! Good gracious God!!!.....The referee is going unconscious quickly. He can't fight that Darkest Hour at all!!.....Corvik got the referee in that hold for over half a minute now!! What is he doing? Is he trying to kill him or what??!?! I can't believe this!!.......Oh....now Corvik finally lets go off the hold and the referee falls down to the mat instantly. Corvik smirks and turns towards Exile again......but Exile made it up in the meantime and he kicks Corvik into the gut.....and.....OUTCAST!!!....Hits Corvik with his finisher!! Man, what a match are we seeing here!!!.....Corvik is out cold right now, and Exile also fell down to the mat again.

DT: After about 8 seconds Exile crawls over to Corvik and places his arm over him to go for the cover.......But that referee is still unconscious. There's no way that he is gonna be able to count this match. No way!!.....But wait.......out from the back we see another referee coming out. The second referee comes in and starts to count.....

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THR......KICKOUT!!!........But noooooooo!!! Corvik kicks out of it!! Man, amazing!!!.......

JP: And this time its Exile who's pissed off. He's pissed off big time ...and....just like Corvik he takes it out on the referee. He grabs him, kicks him in the gut .....and.....OUTCAST!!!....Gives the referee an Outcast!!! The second referee is also out here!! Exile is still mad as hell and he then sees that a third referee comes running out from the back. The referee slides into the ring....but Exile starts to attack him right away!!!...

(At that moment Damned if I do by Life Of Agony plays and Eric "Cazzo" Van Zandt comes out. He makes it out to ringside and stares at the ring. He takes a mic out of his pocket and starts to speak to Exile).

Cazzo: Exile!!.......If you lay one more hand on that referee you will regret if for the rest of your life!!!

DT: Exile stares at Cazzo and only laughs at that threat that Cazzo just made. And Exile swings to hit the referee with another big right hand........But oooooh just when he wants to do that, it's Corvik who comes up from behind and he rolls Exile up for the pin...........

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THR.....KICKOUT!!!......

JP: Corvik almost beat Exile there!!......Both men get back to their feet again and when Corvik charges in on Exile, Exile pokes him in the eye.....And Exile then rolls out of the ring and heads towards Cazzo!!!....He's going for Cazzo!!!.....He grabs the president by the throat and starts to choke him!!!!.....But Corvik is out of the ring aswell......He runs towards Exile .....and knocks him to the concrete floor with a double axe-handle!!!......He picks Exile up from the floor and hands out a number of punches.....But Exile is doing everything to fight it off!!! Just like we started off, we see a brawl.....a streetfight....thats what it is!!

DT: And in the ring we see that the third referee is starting to count......

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JP: They both have been counted out!!! Both Exile and Corvik have been counted out!! And it looks like their fight is far from over!! They are still going at it outside of the ring!! This is unbelievable!!!

DT: Security has to come out now to get them apart!! Oh my God!! This isn't over!! This is far from over!!!!!

JP: While about 8 security guards come out to separate Corvik and Exile and take them out it is time for us to say goodbye to you. Oooh what?? I hear that we got some more footage for you. We got a live feed.......Lets take a look whats going on......

Jackson: Now bitch, you know what to do for us

Racheal: You think I'm going to help you? You're insane.

Jackson: I dunno. You led us all the way here.

Racheal: Funny, I seem to remember being taken against my will. Then again, you're the kind of guys with that lower level city education that would probably make a mistake like that.

Vasquez: I went to Rutgers. Thank you very much.

(Racheal smirks)

Racheal: Yeah, going to Rutgers did a lot for you.

Jackson: Just shut the fuck up. I'm tired of listening to you.

Vasquez: Want me to bust down the door?

Jackson: Sure. Try it. All of you.

(Javier and the two other men start working to bust down on the door. After a minute, the electronic lock is knocked off. Seconds later, the trio force their way through the door. They find Scott Monroe inside. Staring out of the window, Scott Monroe drops a burning cigarette to the nearby table. Turning, he sneers as he lets his eye fall upon Javier and the two men).

Monroe: What's wrong? Can't you finish the job you started when you took the door down?

Vasquez: Well, how would you like things to go? Worse, or just fucking terribly?

(Then Stephen walks into the hotel room, with a gun drawn to Rachael's head. Stephen stands behind the other three men).

Jackson: You've been looking for this the past 6 weeks?

(Monroe walks forward daring any of them to touch him as comes to stand before Racheal).

Monroe: Lose it? For something to be lost it has to be misplaced...

(Monroe looks to Racheal)

Monroe: Are you alright?

(Racheal nods her head as she steps forward, but Monroe stops her as he looks past her delicate features and into the eyes of Jackson).

Jackson: You know what this is all about right?

Monroe: Lucent hired you.

Jackson: Oh. Oh. That Lucent shit again? I'm pretty sure they make telephones off the Jersey Turnpike.

Vasquez: Don't waste our time dealing with that fuckin theoretical bullshit.

Monroe: What's wrong Jackson? Does it bother you to know that you're damned?

(Monroe reaches out and lets a finger slide across Racheal's face)

Vasquez: Try that again and I'll break your fuckin arm.

Monroe: Christian? Would you like me to show you what a true Christian is? No... you'd blind your eyes to the truth due to the fact that you've got a gun to my beauty's head.

(Monroe looks back).

Monroe: Touch me and I'll make sure that Stephen Jackson, as a wrestler or a human, will have much more to worry about than guns or thugs.

Jackson: Tell me then. If I'm with Lucent. Then what's helping you?

(Monroe smirks)

Monroe: Racheal, would you care to quote scripture or should I put it into lamens terms? Considering that I doubt our Rutgers graduates could understand Aramiac.

Racheal: Where do I begin? I could begin with the fact that for Christians, you're all doing a pretty poor job...

Vasquez: All you need is English and Spanish

(Racheal shakes her head).

Monroe: Before your sock puppet decided to open his mouth and introduce us all to the wonderful teachings that can obviously be found at the local community college, I was about to show you the light. You see, Jackson, I have come for salvation. This war can still be avoided..you let her go and I'll let you live. You've seen what lengths I'll go to...

(Monroe lowers his head for a moment, then bares elongated canines).

Monroe: And I promise that there won't be anything that you can do to keep me from bringing this war to you.

Jackson: What's for me to believe this revelation? What's for me to believe that you'll not want to start a war with me anyway? I've tried to bring a war to you for all of 2003, and only now I've caught your attention. Stopping you is something nobody else in the EWCL can do. Not Nick Dangerous, not Sean Corvik, not Exile, nobody.

Monroe: You flatter me, Jackson, I didn't realize you were paying such close attention to my actions. Though it's obvious that despite the scrutiny you've put into watching me, that you failed to see how dangerous this really is. You hold a gun to Racheal's head, now I'm going to let you in on a little secret... I will kill you.

(Monroe looks to each and every person in the room).

Jackson: You think either of us fear death? Have you personally experienced what I have? You just make up your own horrorful lifestyle.

(Monroe begins to laugh quitly to himself)

Jackson: Trust me. What's so terrible with you're life. What is so terrible that you've ended up a psychologist's worst nightmare. I'd like to know that. Where do you come up with all the rhetorical bullshit?

Monroe: I make up my own little life stories, eh? That's funny...considering that I've hung from the ground with hooks in my back in an effort to find the God that you don't even have the guts to look to and realize that you're little worlds are nothing.

(Monroe reaches into back and draws a blade from his pocket).

Monroe: You see this... this is real. This is what you could never possibly understand.

(Holding his hand out, Monroe slices his palm open, throwing the blood onto the nearby Javier with a smirk).

Monroe: This is the reality that you know because you are to frightened to see what is beyond your petty little limits. War, Jackson, you really want to go to war with me? I promise you that when it is over you'll regret it. And as you burn in Hell for your sins, you'll realize that I have done what you never could. I have given myself to him like none other, while you simply go to your failed masses and listen to your leacherous priest. Your failed design of religion that decays because you have forgotten what the master is. What his purpose is.

(Monroe laughs)

Jackson: Then tell me. What's your final discovery on being forgiven yourself?

(Monroe spins the blade between his finges, letting the warm red liquid course over the edges)

Monroe: I never said that I was forgiven, Jackson, I said that I could show you salvation. There is a world of difference in those two statements.

Jackson: How does it differ from my view? Are we all going to burn in Hell anyway? Or is there some way we can meet God?

Monroe: Your soul was forfeited the moment that you accepted this job. Face it, Jackson, everyone knows that there is something different about me. I know it and I wallow with satisfaction in it. Yet no one has dared try to say what it is.

(Monroe holds the blade out and smiles as Racheal licks the blood from the side).

Monroe: We know what it is though..don't we? I've known all along, so the question is really, how long are you going to accept the lies that you tell yourself to sleep at night?

Jackson: What's for me to say that I'm not working with God already? Helping to destroy you and bring Lucent another loss? I don't tell myself anything Scott. That's the thing. I'll only worry about seeking forgiveness, once I actually commit the sin. Thou shall not murder? Seems fair to repent for that one?

Monroe: Poor and blind and stupid..your mother must be proud Jackson. Not only do you not know the ways of the universe or the bible of the God you claim to work for, but you obviously don't understand how a sentient being from another plane of existance is allowed to interact with our world.

Jackson: I can honestly tell you I'm the worst Christian in the world. Or second to you, if you think you're one yourself.

(Monroe chuckles)

Monroe: I don't think that they'll call me a Christian when the books speak of me..though I have been told that I'll be refered to as a saint.

Jackson: By what? The Fellowship of Exile?

Monroe: You pay far to much attention to that which has nothing to do with the situation. Exile, his fellowship and the Royal Family are dead.

Jackson: Your claim of being a saint will be as trivial as the existance of Exile's fellowship as a true theology.

Monroe: Can you name all of the saints, Jackson?

Jackson: I don't need to worry about that when I'm not Catholic. After all, they ignore the Bible almost completely. They fail to recognize salvation by faith, whenever one wants to accept that gift of course. After I'm done defeating you, I'll probably have to save my sorry ass from burning in Hell with you.

Monroe: So you seperate the Catholic from the Christian, despite the fact that both worship the same God and report to the same Vatican in Rome?

Jackson: Can you honestly think the Lutherian thought - evolving into the independent Baptist society of modern day, perverted by fuckups like Jerry Falwell, reports to Rome? Give me a fucking break.

Monroe: And I'm to believe that a wretch like you is going to defeat me. A man so cowardly that he had to be called upon by the devil himself to even come close to facing off with me. Please, you're nothing more than a genetic mistake that I've been sent to clean up. Lucky me I suppose.

(Monroe burst into laughter hearing the word baptist).

Jackson: Oh forgive me if I decide to run a Comedy Central special in your presence. I thought we was discussing our claims of each other's downfalls.

Monroe: Ah. The great cowards and deceivers of the church. Those who decreed that the word of God was no longer plausable for the life of man. I once thought that perhaps you did have a true motive beyond simple self-gain, though now I can see by your pathetic attempt to bring a failed religion into a conversation of this magnatude that you are indeed driven by far smaller things than I. On second thought...

(Spinning the blade about his fingers, Monroe throws himself forward, slicing Jacksons forearm and knocking the gun away. Spinning the blade, Monroe smirks as the men begin to crowd around him).

Monroe: Last chance Jackson...

Jackson: Do you really want it to come to this? Our blood meets on the floor. Your blood will also cease to flow soon. I regret bringing my own personal views of religion into the mix. Because quite frankly, trusting in God and living in Newark doesn't mix. You wish for hope to escape the inner city hell, yet you don't trust anything in all your heart. Which leaves you to your own personal ambitions. Such as why I still stand here, after you just stabbed me. I can do the same back to you, if you wish. Just let me put these crutches down.

Monroe: Stabbed Jackson, don't you think if I had stabbed you that you would have been on the ground. I wasn't going to let you keep a gun to my loves head without something coming. You see, I've given you all the answers you could really need, it's unfortunate that you are to blinded by the very ambitions that you accuse me of holding. Remember Jackson, it was you who decided to hunt me for glory through most of this year, not the other way around. I'm no fool and I catch simple things like that because I know that they are set-ups to be used on a much larger scale. You're not dealing a lunatic like Exile or someone who searches for eternal night like Corvik...

(Monroe laughs as spins the blade out before Javier, almost daring him to step forth).

Monroe: I didn't drink their blood because I was thirsty. So if you think that you could really put an end to me, then I welcome the challenge. Just don't be suprised when it's God, not Lucent, who is condeming you to Hell.

Jackson: If there is a hell, I shall see you there.

(Jackson looks as if he's going to drop the crutch on the floor. However, he picks it up and smashes it over Monroe's head. Racheal goes for the knife which Scott has dropped on the floor, but Javier grabs it. Javier slices Rachael's arm with the knife, then holds it to her throat. Stephen and the other two men start to beat away on Scott, pushing him towards the glass door to the balcony. Jackson with the crutch takes another swing at Scott, knocking him through the glass and onto the balcony. The two men stand to the side, as Stephen lures Scott to come forward. Before Scott has a chance, Stephen clotheslines him with the crutch over the edge of the balcony, falling over the third floor railing and down to the ground. A parked car breaks Scott's fall, and he lands into a crucifix position. His hands and forehead are bloodied, while Stephen looks down at the car).

Jackson: How funny, the fucker died in a crucifix. Imitating his precious hero.

(END SHOW)