Official Promotional Video:

"we better get injected"...Mark Rose stares down the camera..."just to combat our demented ways"...Justin Sane sends a chair into the skull of Cid..."if you don't care, don't panic"...a look of calm upon MWF President Edward Walker's face..."the after shock bite is just a passing phase"...Jay-Z is shown hitting the Deep Jepardy on Avail..."do you know me my brother?"...Sam King is getting in Jay-Z's face..."is my blood as bona fide as yours?"...Jay-Z walks up the entrance ramp and looks on in horror at the shaking of hands between Sam King and Nova..."has the devil got my number?"...The MWF's General Manager Fozzy points into the crowd and counts the one, two, three..."did I get stuck at the get go?"...Kid Insanity is shown with limping to an ambulance...

"i never thought i'd reach the end"...The MWF World Champion, Ross Allen, lifts his World Title to the roaring crowd..."i never thought i'd find the gap"....Insane Wayne is shown with silver lights flickering..."i never thought i'd reach the end"...Prez Ed is shown taking the bullet at 'The End'..."i found the point of no return"...Ed's face is twisted with rage and torment as Fozzy walks away...

"so here I am now, I'm ready"...Ross Allen is shown shadow boxing..."i've been waiting for the sky to fall"...the camera is positioned on the celining and Nova looks up into it..."you know that hell's got no fury"...Fozzy roaring at the crowd..."like a man too scared to just back down"....Anarkist strides out to face Ross Allen..."we don't want peace and quiet"...Sam King is put through a table by MWF Xtreme Champion, Nova..."if it means walking unidentified"...Mark Rose walks along an empty corridor..."divided here together"...Sam King and The Jeopardizer are shown, MWF Tag Team Titles held high, with a crashing thunderbolt down the middle of the them..."i'll make my own way to the exit"...We see Anarkist pushing away medical assistance and walking up the entrance ramp, hiding his face with his arms...

"i never thought i'd reach the end"...former MWF World Champion, Johny Star, is shown at 'The End' with the MWF World Title..."i never thought i'd find the gap"...Insane Wayne smiles at the camera, with Agent Rhodes, arms crossed behind him..."i never thought I'd reach the end"...Prez Ed walks out at MWF Comeback, with cameras flashing and the MWF logo high above him..."i'm ready to surrender"...Insane Wayne and Ross Allen are shown, staring down one another....

[The camera cuts away from the titantron where the video was being played and focuses on the crowd who are still buzzing as "Retreat" by Hell Is For Heroes still rumbles from the PA system.]

JP: What a fantastic night here in Peoria, Illinois, and these fans are hungry to see some of the best wrestling action around.

Sully: They've come to the right place to see it, you can't top the MWF for the best action. And tonight is an incredibly important night as we see the clash of two titans.

JP: The re-formed Anarkist, who last week on Dynamite pledged his support to Ross Allen.

Sully: I don't understand it, why would he side with Allen?

JP: Because he knows Allen is the better man, he is the MWF World Champion after all.

Sully: Just because he is the World Champion, does not mean he is the best.

JP: I think you'll find it does.

Sully: Be great to see Mark Rose in action, that man has been impressing me since he first started out in the MWF.

JP: Let's take a look at what happened last week...

{{{[Anarkist is carrying a steel chair in his hand, the MWF logo is emblazed on the steel.]

JP: Not a chair! They're going to take Ross Allen apart tonight...piece by damn piece.

Sully: Excellent!

[Allen is still laying in the ring, physically and mentally eghausted by the events of the evening. Anarkist slides into the ring, Mark Rose moves back from Anarkist and Insane Wayne steps forward to greet him...but Anarkist walks right past him and stands, towering, over Ross Allen. Anarkist looks down, the hate burning in his eyes as he looks upon Ross clutching the MWF World Title.]

JP: I can't watch anymore!

[Anarkist then turns back to Insane Wayne, Wayne smiles and Anarkist passes Wayne the chair and points to Allen. Mark Rose watches on, with an almost suspicous look in his eyes as Wayne walks towards Ross Allen...but Anarkist shouts something and Wayne turns round. Wayne's face seems to go pale as he looks into the face of Anarkist...the crowd don't know what to do as Wayne raises the chair and swings it at Anarkist!]

Sully: They're fighting each other! No! No! No!

[Anarkist kicks Wayne in the gut before the chair connects and it clatters to the floor, Allen opens his eyes and can't believe what he sees as Anarkist takes Insane Wayne and hoists him onto his shoulders....Mark Rose charges at Anarkist but Anarkist raises his boot and Rose slams hard into it and goes flying backwards. Anarkist has Insane Wayne up, all three hundred pounds of Insane Wayne is suspended in the air and the crowd go crazy as Anarkist hits The Broken Rule, sending Insane Wayne crashing onto the canvas.]

JP: This is crazy!

Sully: I can't believe what is happening here tonight.

[Mark Rose has got to his feet and he runs again at Anarkist...Anarkist spots him coming and ducks Rose's clothesline. Ross Allen has managed to get to his feet and he grabs the steel chair and he throws it to Mark Rose..Rose in suprise catches the chair and turns round and raises the chair to Anarkist...who executes the Too of Anarchy! Punching the chair so it smashes into the face of Mark Rose! Rose's face literally explodes with blood as he collapses onto the mat, as he falls Anarkist looks up to see MWF World Champion, Ross Allen standing there, the MWF World Title hanging on his shoulder.]}}}

Sully: I still do not understand why Anarkist has adopted the "if you can't beat them, join them" policy, it just makes him look weak.

JP: I think it is a smart move personally.

Sully: Well you would wouldn't you, you suck up to anyone and everyone who is popular with the fans.

JP: Like who?

Sully: Ross Allen, Jay-Z, Nova...Sam King.

JP: Ah! Speaking of Sam King, he is going to be up next and we can go backstage now with Ian Gonzales to speak with the former MWF Xtreme Champion himself...

[The camera cuts backstage and standing just behind the entrance curtain is Sam King, with Ian Gonzales.]

Gonzales: Sam, how does it feel to be opening a show again?

King: Well, it is a great just to be on any MWF show and it doesn't really matter anymore where I am in the card, just as long as I get the chance to see the fans and they can see me.

Gonzales: Doesn't it feel a little like a demotion?

King: Demotion?

Gonzales: Yes, I mean, The Jeopardizer is wrestling above you tonight.

King: Then good for Jay, we've all been waiting for him to step out of my shadow and I hope he continues to do so. He has a great chance to capture the MWF Xtreme Title and I am not going to stand in his way am I? After all...I am still the MWF Tag Team Champion [points to the title on his shoulder.]

Gonzales: What do you think of the two men that you face tonight?

King: I don't know too much about them, apart from Chris Chaos last week when he should of put on a better show. Damian hasn't really said much to either of us, but he could be a threat. I will just treat this like any other match and come away with the win.

Gonzales: Well the best of luck to you Sam, back to you JP.

[The camera switches back to the arena where a large "King! King! King!" chant is going round.]

JP: The fans loving Sam King at the moment, and you can't blame them he is a true superstar.

Sully: He just has an inflated ego, someone needs to shut that boy up.

JP: We thought it was going to be Jay-Z who did for a while, after their brief spat.

Sully: And Jay-Z should have ruptured Sam's back and taken the MWF Tag Team Titles for himself.

JP: No! Jay-Z is never going to turn his back on Sam, those two are a tight and strong unit.

Sully: Let's just watch these two rookies kick Sam's ass.

Peter Santos: The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a three- way match. From Victoria, Texas, weighing in at 240 lbs, a former MWF Xtreme Champion... he is 'The Dramatist' Sam King!

[King appears through the curtain, the crowd cheering for the superstar. As the wrestler walks the ramp and enters the ring, he brushes his brown hair back. He sports combat trousers and a vest, sporting his ripped torso.]

Peter Santos: And a challenger, from Lowell, Massachusetts, weighing in at 280 lbs, Chris Chaos!!

[The newcomer appears, the crowd greeting the young wrestler with a chorus of boos and jeers. He pulls a face at the crowd, enfuriating fans. After climbing through the ropes he waits for the final opponent.]

Peter Santos: And finally, from New York City... weighing in at 274 lbs.. DAMIAN!!

[The wrestler making his debut recieves a mixed reaction. As "Do You Call My Name" blares out, he salutes his fans. As the quiet cheering commences, Damian enters the ring, eyeing up his two opponents.]

John Pilkington: Well, all three look to be in good condition and I just hope it'll live up to it's expectations!

Tim Sullivan: Of course it will. Chaos is gonna wipe his ass with those two!

[The bell rings, but the three are hesitant to make a move. Chaos begins first, hitting Damian with a swift Swinging Neckbreaker! As Chris gets to his feet, King swipes his legs and begins to lay brute punches into the wrestlers face. Sam and Damian double team Chaos to the crowd's delight. Damian swings Chris into the ropes and King gives him a very authentic spinebuster! As Chris Chaos lays on the canvas, chest heaving Damian and Sam King go face to face. There are a tense few moments before King headbutts Damian sending him crashing to the mat. The crowd go wild, cheering The King on as he stomps a mudhole into the chest of Damian!]

John Pilkington: Oh my God. Would you look at King laying that beating into Damian!

Tim Sullivan: I've seen a cat kick harder!

[King is rampant stomping both Damian and Chaos down. Suddenly the former Xtreme Champion rolls Chaos up. One! Two!.. Kickout! Chaos raises his shoulder from the canvas and flips King off him! The wrestlers hop to their feet going at it punch for punch. Chaos gets the upper hand and forces King into the corner. Sam struggles out of the corner, but gets smashed with a DDT! Chris jumps up, taunting the crowd. They go wild as Damian hits a Reverse DDT and covers! One! Two!.. King splits the pin up.]

Tim Sullivan: Close call, there John!

[King lays into Chris Chaos, the two going at it pound for pound. A hard strike from King sends Chaos reeling over the recovering Damian's shoulder and into a pin! One! Two! King hits the flying elbow, injuring himself in the process. All three men are laying on the canvas. The referee begins the count. 1... 2... 3... Chaos stirs ... 4... 5.. 6... King jumps to his feet and kicks Chaos in the mouth! ... 7... 8... Damian scrambles to his feet and hit's a spear on King, covering! One! Two!.. Chaos splits it up, but Damian low blows him, sending him crashing to the outside!! Damian is on his feet, King gaining his.. The crowd wait and wait, King spins round, walks into Damian's arms and... KING REVERSES A DDT AND EXECUTES A HIP-TOSS!! King turns round... Both men are down, but Chris is trying to scramble into the ring.]

John Pilkington: Watch your back Sam, he's coming!

[Chaos grabs King's legs, attempting to trip him, but Sam stands strong and vollies Chris in the face! Behind King has Damian scrambling up. King turns, but can't avoid a devastating clothesline from Damian! Chaos is KOed, King is laying on the canvas whilst Damian, the debutee is standing tall. He begins a climb. Damian maneuvers himself onto the turnbuckle. He stands up and leaps into the air, but King moves! Damian crashes down to earth, belly flopping. King staggers around the ring, gaining his balance. He begins the King Kicks on Damian! Three hard kicks the face set him reeling before The Dramatist executes a Spinning DDT!! Damian's head crashes off the canvas. One! Two! Three! Ding! Ding! Ding!]

Peter Santos: And your winner through pinfall... SAM KING!!

Tim Sullivan: King has pulled the win off, but only just. By God, Chaos took a beatings. He's a talent, JP, one for the future. He could be the next Anarkist!

John Pilkington: Maybe, but we can't take anything away from King. What a competitor!

Tim Sullivan: I thought Damian had him there! An amount of luck involved, I think.. King scrapes the victory, anyway!

[The camera cuts backstage to a long corridor, the camera moves slowly down it and past a number of official looking doors, before it comes to a door with the name "General Manager Fozzy" inscribed on it.]

JP: What are we doing there?

Sully: Outside General Manager Fozzy's office, that can only be a good thing!

[The door is pushed open and it slowly creaks and opens fully. The camera pans around the room but there is no one in attendance.]

Sully: Where's Fozzy?

JP: Up to no good probably!

[On a chair is a suitcase, it is bulding and the camera looks at the tag on it. The tag reads "Charles De Gaulle Airport, Paris".]

Sully: Oh no...why is there a packed suitcase in Fozzy's room?

JP: Yes he might be leaving!

Sully: He'd better not be, the man is one of the few reasons I still have my job here.

[The camera suddenly swings round as there is a knock at the door, standing there is a backstage man.]

Man: I've come for Fozzy's suitcase.

Fozzy: It's alright Mark, I've got it.

[The MWF General Manager has appeared behind the young man, who we presume is called Mark.]

JP: Maybe he really is going.

Fozzy: Go and start the car Mark.

[Mark disappears from the door and goes off down the corridor. Fozzy turns and faces the camera.]

Fozzy: I need a break, I don't think I could go on any further unless I can get away. I have to walk away for a while...just a week though, don't get your hopes up, I am not leaving for good. This is simply a vacation and a business trip combined, I will be visiting some of the top European federations to look at their talent and to possibly sign some new wrestlers and staff for the MWF, no my work is never done.

Sully: No Fozzy, you can't leave, not even for a week.

Fozzy: I feel caged here, it's all been pressing in on me and now I can get a release and be myself again. But be warned...I shall return...I shall comeback, revistalised and I will comeback and show you all something about your precious MWF President, Edward Walker that you will wish wasn't true. Europe holds the final key to unlocking Prez Ed's dark secret, it's a secret so dark that not even the light of a thousand lightbulbs could luminate it.

JP: What secret?

Sully: Sounds pretty serious to me!

[Fozzy gives the camera one last stare before picking up his suitcase and he walks over to the Hi-Fi system and presses the play button. The opening bars of "Clocks" by Coldplay blares out and Fozzy taps his foot in time.]

Fozzy: A fitting song, for the clock is ticking for when President Ed Walker is revealed as something you wish he wasn't. Goodbye!

[Fozzy strides out of the door and the camera follows him and stops and just watches Fozzy stroll off down the corridor.]

JP: Good riddance to bad rubbish!

Sully: No, Fozzy come back!

JP: I am sure the MWF can live without him for a week, or hopefully forever as he could choose not to return which would be preferrable.

Sully: Why does no one else see that Fozzy is a good man.

JP: A good man? He is filled with nothing but sin.

Sully: You sound like a Priest.

JP: Just because you can't admit that Ed Walker is the ultimate power in this place...

Sully: Pah! Washed up old man he is, now for real talent we have to look at the next match.

JP: No doubt a piece of Ed Walker booking, Justin Sane versus Wildfire in a TV Title match.

Sully: Wildfire is a brilliant new wrestler, I've got money on him to win here tonight.

JP: You that confident?

Sully: Sure am, Justin Sane doesn't stand a cat in hells chance!