[Coming back from commercial, Bad Blood stands in the ring with a gardening cane wrapped in barbed wire. He runs it against the ropes, the wire often catching the tape.]

Sully: Well our first match was full of barbaric activities, and our second match guarantees even more!

JP: Bad Blood looks ready to face Killer Instinct, but only God knows what will happen in an Xtreme match. The winner will face the winner of the next match for the MWF Xtreme chamionship, perhaps next week, or maybe at MWF Comeback?

[Killer Instinct's music hits and K.I. receives a mixture of boos and cheers as he speeds to the ring with a trash can.]

Sully: What the hell?

[He runs forward, unaware of what is ahead, as the can blocks his view. Bad Blood exits the ring and the men meet halfway down the ramp. The trash can connects with both men, and they fall to the ramp. Bad Blood has dropped his barbed wire-wrapped cane, and it is just out of reach. Killer Instinct crawls towards the cane, and picks it up, along with himself. The crowd gasp as K.I. whips the cane down onto Bad Blood's back. The sharp points pierce his flesh, and Killer has to give the cane a good tug to free it.]

JP: Bad Blood is bleeding from the spine!

[Whimpering uselessly, Blood makes his way to the ring, as Killer Instinct stalks him all the way. As they reach the ring, K.I. gives Bad Blood another shot to the back of the head. This time, the barbed wire only grazes his skin. Both men rolls into the ring, and Bad Blood unexpectedly clotheslines Instinct to the mat and takes a set of brass knucks from the turnbuckle. He slides them onto his knuckles and prepares himself for the rise of Killer Instinct.]

Sully: Here we go. some serious damage is heading in Killer Instinct's direction.

[K.I. stands, and turns to Bad Blood, only to take a stiff brass knuckle punch to the forehead. K.I. stumbles backwards against the ropes, but launches himself back at Bad Blood, he dodges another metal punch and hits a DDT. He pulls BB up and lands a snap suplex. Bad Blood's back lands on the gardening cane.]

JP: Bad Blood isn't having much luck with his own weapon tonight, Sully.

Sully: You can say that again - he hasn't used it once!

[Killer Instinct climbs the closest turnbuckle. He leaps into the air and comes down in a splash position, but BB brings up the brass knucks, which drive straight into Killer's chin. He bounces back to his feet, short before dropping to the mat. Bad Blood covers, as blood drips down his sides. 1.2.shoulder up!]

Sully: How did he kick out? That man can't be mortal!

JP: No wrestlers are mortal, Sully.

[Bad Blood quickly stands and exits the ring through the ropes. He still stands on the apron, as he calls over to JP and Sully. His voice can barely be heard above all the noise made by the crowd.]

Bad Blood: Pass me the chair under your table!

[Behind BB, Killer Instinct is finding his feet. He shakes off his drowsiness, and runs against the ropes. As he fires towards Bad Blood, BB just turns round. K.I. dives over the ropes, catches BB in a DDT, swings it round and lands a one armed slam through the commentary table.]

JP: My God! THE FLAME OF DEATH!

[Killer throws his body over Bad Blood and covers. ...1...2...3!]

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, and through to the Semi Finals of the MWF Xtreme Title Tournament, Killer Instinct!

JP: What a match that was, I can't wait for the next one.

Sully: Killer Instinct really made a good start to his MWF career their, what a move he pulled off against Bad Blood.

JP: I don't think we'll see Bad Blood around for much longer.

[The camera cuts backstage again, and we are in the parking lot, we see Supreme walking along a row of cars spinning a set of car keys in his hand, whistling to himself, the whistling stops as he sees a coke can roll out infront of him and a huge foot crush the coke can, the camera and Supreme look up to see Anarkist.]

Supreme: You getting in my way again big guy? What is it with you...

[Anarkist puts his hand around Supreme's throat and squeezes it, Supreme starts to choke and splutter as Anarkist speaks.]

Anarkist: Getting in your way....you're getting in mine, stupid little punk, why does the MWF employ worthless pieces of meat like you, you're almost as bad as Ross Allen.

Supreme: Ross.......going......to......kick.........your.......ass.......tonight!

Anarkist: What the fuck did you say?

Supreme: You.........heard.....

Anarkist: Argh!

[Anarkist throws Supreme onto the bonnet of a nearby car, Supreme clutches his throat and breathes heavily, and then turns and trys to crawl away, Anarkist climbs onto the bonnet, Supreme has crawled onto the roof of the car as Anarkist follows him, Supreme rolls over and looks up to see Anarkist standing over him.]

Anarkist: Get up!

[Supreme gets to his feet and attempts to low blow Anarkist, but Anarkist catches Supreme's fist and starts to cracks the knuckles of it until Supreme screams.]

Anarkist: This is what happens when people get in my way....I'm like a river cutting through cold snow!

[Anarkist hauls Supreme up and lifts him onto his shoulders.]

Anarkist: And this is how I cut through the snow!

[Anarkist throws Supreme up and hits the Broken Rule on the car roof, the car buckles under the impact and Supreme goes crashing through the roof and into the back seats below, Anarkist stands looking down.]

Sully: Jesus!

JP: My God! I can't believe that Anarkist just did that, he might have ended Supreme's career with a move like that.

Sully: I hope not, Supreme was a fine young talent, look at the blood, look at the carnage!

[The camera is now back in the ring and Bad Blood has recovered from his beating, Killer Instinct has left the arena, Bad Blood stands supported by his manager Mr.Portway, the crowd jeering at him.]

Bad Blood: I guess, this is it, I can't go on anymore in this place, all these matches just seem a blur and I will never be able to get a grip on the competition. I think this place is just too much for me now, too much, perhaps I should find somewhere else.

[The crowd erupt at the prospect of Bad Blood packing it all in.]

JP: Not very nice crowd here in Ohio tonight.

Sully: Sure aren't, come on Bad Blood you can't give in that easily.

Bad Blood: I have lost every match, and no doubt I will carry on losing, all these guys are just too good for me, so I say goodbye!

[He throws the mike down and storms off out of the ring, with Mr.Portway behind him protecting him from the crowd.]

JP: So Bad Blood has left the MWF, what a shocker, can't believe it.

Sully: Most people will say good riddance to bad rubbish, but I kind of liked the guy.

JP: He could of had quite a career as the unlucky loser.

Sully: Could have, but onto our next match and these two guys aren't losers, Justin Sane and Jakk Hollow.

JP: These two are sick and cold hearted, they will destroy each other in this match.

Sully: All for a place in the next round of the Xtreme Title Tournament.

Sully: Well after that fine wine earlier by Killer Instinct we have another Xtreme Title First Round match, what the upstairs is doing is holding this mini-tournament to find the first ever MWF Xtreme Champion.

JP: Becoming the Xtreme Champion holds a lot of significane in the MWF, it means you are a hardcore wrestler, that you can go to the Xtreme limits of wrestling in the MWF and tonight we've already seen that in Bad Blood versus Killer Instinct.

Sully: And this match is going to be even worst for the faint hearted of you, as Jakk Hollow and Justin Sane will clash for the chance to progress to the semi-finals.

JP: Jakk Hollow is a fantastic athlete, but Justin Sane is in most people eyes just a young rookie trying to make an impression.

Sully: And he put up a good fight against Ross Allen a few weeks back, but that is but a memory now as he looks to secure his first victory in the MWF.

JP: Jakk Hollow managed to win his first MWF match by getting the win over Supreme, and his relationship with Princess is becoming more and more high profile every week.

Sully: I can't work out whether those two are destructive or not.

Peter Santos: This match is schduled for one fall and is for a place in the Semi-Finals of the MWF Xtreme Title Tournament, introducing your first competitor, he weighs in at 275 lbs, and hails from London, England, accompanied by his Princess, Jakk Hollow!

[The crowd boo loudly as slowly Jakk Hollow appears from the entrance way, his head faced downwards with Princess standing behind him in a tight leather outfit, Jakk raises his head and walks down towards the ring with "Fallen Angel" by Rusty playing from the PA system.]

Peter Santos: And his opponent, from North-East England, weighing 205 lbs, Justin Sane!

[The crowd also give a jeering reaction to Justin Sane as he appears from behind the curtain, he growls at the crowd and sticks his finger up at them and shouts abuse at them, he stares at the ring and sees Jakk Hollow staring right back at him, Justin Sane grabs a chair from a nearby official who falls flat on the floor, Sane snaps the chair flat and proceeds into the ring.]

JP: I have a feeling this match could be brutal right from the start.

Sully: It wouldn't suprise me at all!

[Justin Sane is in the ring, Jakk Hollow orders Princess out of the ring and she walks slowly towards the ropes and bends low between them, Jakk shouts something at her about not showing off in public turns round to find Justin Sane hurtling towards him with a steel chair, the crowd erupt as Jakk Hollow goes down to a full force chair shot to the head, Justin Sane throws the chair down and roars with delight, blood flows freely from Jakk Hollow's forehead.]

JP: He's already busted wide open!

[Princess screams from the outside for Jakk as she sees her boyfriend/employee bleeding heavily, Justin Sane, slowly lifts Jakk Hollow to his feet, he irish whips Jakk Hollow and as Hollow comes back from the ropes The Insane One grabs him and elevates him and slams him down with a huge powerslam, The Fallen Angel is exactly that as Justin Sane hooks the leg as referee Grant August counts...1.! Jakk Hollow kicks out with some strength. Justin Sane stands up and Jakk Hollow hits a low blow, The Fallen Angel wipes the blood from his face and pulls his hair out of the way of his eyes and begins his assault, the crowd jeering as he uppercuts Justin Sane and then rains in the right hands on the mid-section of The Insane One, Princess applauds as Jakk goes to whip Justin Sane but Sane reverses and Hollow goes flying into the turnbuckle, Sane comes running after him but Hollow turns around and elbows Justin Sane full in the face, The Insane One staggers back while Jakk Hollow removes the covering from the top of the turnbuckle.]

Sully: JP! He can't do that can he?

JP: It's an Xtreme Title Tournament, anything goes in these matches Sully, so here is your sick bag and some blindfold.

Sully: No thanks JP, I think I can stomach some great action, what is Jakk Hollow doing now?

[Jakk Hollow has Justin Sane in a headlock and is slowly moving him towards the turnbuckle, putting some knees into the body of The Insane One, Jakk Hollow moves Justin Sane infront of the turnbuckle and the crowd gasp as Jakk Hollow lifts Justin Sane in a suplex and drops him backwards so that Sane's upper body connects with the exposed metal, Sane doubles up in pain and slups forwards and crashes to the canvas just infront of the turnbuckle.]

JP: That was incredibly violent, Jakk Hollow suplexing Justin Sane onto the exposed metal!

[Jakk Hollow covers Justin Sane...1...2! Justin Sane manages to roll the shoulder and Jakk Hollow gets up slowly and slides out of the ring, referee Grant Augustus is checking Justin Sane asking him if he can do on, Jakk Hollow throws the ringsteps into the ring, the metal crashes onto the mat. Princess screams with delight as Jakk Hollow pulls out from under the ring something, the camera zooms closer to see that Jakk Hollow is holding aloft a long piece of lead pipe, he climbs into the ring, and waits as Justin Sane is slowly crawling to his feet, Jakk Hollow standing above him with the lead pipe.]

Sully: He's not going....he can't...someone stop this madman!

JP: My goodness, Jakk Hollow is going to destroy Justin Sane with a lead pipe here on Monday Night Dynamite!

[The crowd are jeering as Justin Sane stands and Jakk Hollow brings down the lead pipe, it whistles through the air and with a skull splitting crunch it drops to the ground, Justin Sane kicks Jakk Hollow in the mid section and Justin Sane turns the match as he grabs Jakk Hollow and puts him between his legs, he roars to the crowd and executes a piledriver on Jakk Hollow, he jumps and brings The Fallen Angel down, Jakk Hollow's head coming straight down onto the lead pipe!]

Sully:....

[The arena is silent as Jakk Hollow is laid flat out, Princess climbs into the ring and Justin Sane turns round and grabs her, Princess screams and trys to break free but Justin Sane bites the back of her neck and throws her to the ground and Princess is on the floor whimpering, Justin Sane slowly climbs to the top rope, the crowd roaring to see Princess get what's been coming to her....Justin Sane stands for a second on the top rope, his eyes red with rage, his feet move and he leaps high into the air and comes down with frightening speed and drops his elbow onto the chest of Princess, her body explodes as if a bullet has just entered, her legs shoot up and she rolls over, finally staying still, as Justin Sane gets to his feet, the roars of the crowd stinging his ears.]

JP: Justin Sane could do it, Justin Sane could win his first ever MWF match right here on Dynamite, and he could beat the Fallen Angel, go for the cover!

[Justin Sane turns and sees that Jakk Hollow is slowly getting up, Sane picks up the steel chair, and slams it on the ground to remove the dent that remains from its first shot to the head of Jakk Hollow, the crowd roar Sane's name as he backs up and then runs towards Jakk Hollow who has his back turned, blood is covering the head of The Fallen Angel, and it increases as Justin Sane takes off and launches himself at the body of Jakk Hollow, and brings the chair down on the back of Jakk Hollow's head, the camera switches to the front of The Fallen Angels' face, between the hair and the blood his eyes are half closed, hardly visible under a sea of red liquid, he drops to his knees and his head is hanging, Justin Sane is catching his breath as he gets to his feet, he stands with his hands on his legs panting heavily.]

Sully: Justin Sane is giving absolutely everything here tonight, he really deserves to win this match and go on to win this Xtreme Title.

JP: I didn't think he had a hope but Sane has pulled it around.

Sully: Come on Sane!

[Justin Sane grabs the ropes and steadies himself, his chest is still hurting from the impact of the suplex onto the turnbuckle, he grabs Jakk Hollow by the hair and hauls him onto his shoulders, Justin Sane then signals to the crowd and they know what is coming, Justin Sane spins the body of Jakk Hollow and sends him crashing to the canvas with The Insane Driver, Justin Sane stays standing over Jakk Hollow before dropping to the mat and covering Hollow, Grant August counts...1...2...3!]

JP: He's done it, well done Justin Sane!

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall and through to the Semi-Finals of the MWF Xtreme Title Tournament, Justin Sane!

Sully: What a brilliant match, that was all about the MWF, two men going to their maximum.

JP: I don't think Jakk Hollow showed his all there, something tells me he has higher ambitions than the Xtreme Title.

Sully: Don't you go making assumptions John Pilkington!

JP: I'm not...I'm just...

Sully: Oh anyway! We can't offer anything better than what you just witnessed, Justin Sane beating Jakk Hollow in an incredible match which we could watch over and over again.

JP: But there is a match on the horizon which could be even better, the meeting of two of the heavyweights of this federation.

Sully: Ross Allen, formerly Reckless Ross Allen who is a former MWF World Champion from the past era, he is once again the main focus of the MWF but there is a man who is just as respected and feared in the MWF...Anarkist.

JP: It should be great, Sully I am just recieving word from the backstage area that Supreme has been rushed to hospital after Anarkist's brutal attack and they believe his is suffering from a broken arm, fractured knee, and his back is in no state to even talk about.

Sully: Jesus, well I hope Supreme's going to be okay, Anarkist is going to have a lot to answer for tonight JP.

JP: Maybe Ross Allen can lay down some retribution here tonight.

Sully: I don't know, that Anarkist, he got that look in his eyes.

JP: The look?

Sully: He's a monster JP!