[A small amount of red pyro explodes in the Council Bluffs, Iowa, Arena and the crowd get to their feet as MWF's Monday Night Dynamite hits the airwaves . "Adrenaline" by Gavin Rossadale plays from the PA and we join our commentators for the night, John Pilkington and Tim Sullivan.]

JP: We're now just four days away from the biggest MWF show to date, we're going to be live in Iowa to see MWF: MAYhem this coming friday!

Sully: It's going to be an amazing event, as Anarkist goes head to head with an opponent that the dastardly MWF President will reveal here tonight.

JP: I don't like Edward Walker one bit, but the man has a good business sense.

Sully: Anarkist will stand no chance, Walker is going to make him walk through hell to get that World Title.

JP: I bet he will! But Anarkist has already been through hell a couple of times thanks to Ross Allen!

Sully: Good job Ross Allen won't be there...

JP: I am sure he'll be watching and cheering Anarkist on.

Sully: It all depends how Anarkist is drawn against.

JP: Sam King, it has to be "The King". It is who the fans want to see at MAYhem, Sam's done almost everything there is to do in the MWF.

Sully: Except win the MWF TV Title!

JP: That was only because Wildfire put him through hell and back again at least fives times, both King and Anarkist deserve that MWF World Title.

Sully: Be interesting to see who the fans get behind, I think Anarkist has their support, but many will stay loyal to "The King".

JP: The Jeopardizer however may not be among those fans...

Sully: The Jeopardizer and Sam King have had a very troubled relationship these past few shows, perhaps it will all come to a head tonight?

JP: Or can they put their differences aside to help Anarkist to deafeat the "Canadian Connection".

Sully: The now weakened "Connection" after The Desired Toe's sudden retirement from the MWF...

JP: Personal reasons have clouded the young Canadian's mind and he has decided to leave the company, we wish him all the best even though he was hated.

Sully: He did a good job considering who he was and what he stood for.

JP: He was Jones and Evans' poodle...no doubt he'll re-surface someday.

Sully He got close to the MWF Xtreme Title last week, I think he even tried for the TV Title so he had some success...

[The MWF cuts backstage and we are in the MWF President's office, there is currently no one in the room and the window is open. Outside it is pitch black but the gentle drumming of rain can be heard on the window ledge, little drops of water splash into the room. The crowd roar as a female form walks past the camera lens...blonde hair shows it is the unmistakable body of Laura Walker.]

Laura: Ahhhh, the office of my father...

[The camera swings round to see Anarkist standing at the door of the room, he crosses his arms.]

Anarkist: Why do you want me here?

Laura: Just incase my father comes back...but I have a feeling he won't be back for a while.

Anarkist: Don't see why you picked me.

Laura: You're a big strong boy, and also the best chance of winning the MWF World Title at MAYhem which therefore makes you....the hottest....property in the MWF.

[Anarkist doesn't unfold his arms and leans against the doorframe, he looks giant, almost filling the doorway.]

Anarkist: So, what are we looking for?

Laura: Just some papers...

Anarkist: Papers?

Laura: I want to see what happened regarding The Desired Toe, and a few other financial matters.

Anarkist: One thing I know about a Walker is they're damn good at their book keeping.

Laura: It may seem like that, but let me tell you, my father was always a businessman and will always be out for himself.

Anarkist: He'll get what's coming to him someday...

Laura: He'll get what's coming to him tonight, if Fozzy has anything to do with it.

Anarkist: What's...

[A mobile phone rings, Laura reaches into the pocket of her jeans and pulls out her phone. She presses a button and speaks.]

Laura: Hey darling....yes I'm doing what you ask, yes I am well protected...of course I always use protection....I have the best protection in the world....who? I got Anarkist....yes I know he's an unlucky bugger but this time he's dark cloud isn't going to rain on him....no Ed is not around....he's somewhere...where? a business meeting or something, no it doesn't really matter...bye darling...bye...love you to...

[Laura presses another button, smiles at Anarkist and slides the phone back into her pocket.]

Laura: I've got what I needed...let's get out of here.

[Laura with a wad of papers in hand exits the room, Anarkist behind her, the scene cuts back to the MWF arena with JP and Sully.]

JP: That was crazy, I am sure that's illegal...

Sully: Since when did the MWF have law and order?

JP: It used to, a long time ago!

Sully: That damn Anarkist, getting his fingers in too many pies, wouldn't mind getting my finger into Laura Wal....

JP: That's enough! He'll fire you for that!

Sully: No he won't...he hates his daughter.

JP: Every father will not stand for his daughter being spoken of like that, neither will the MWF General Manager let you talk about his fiancee like that!

Sully: Shall we get on with the next match?

JP: Wildfire is defending his MWF TV Title, not quite as extreme as last time, no explosions hopefully.

Sully: Rick Jones will put up the same sort of fight as King did, except ten times better, remember that Jones beat King in a straight singles match.

JP: With a little help from his friends...

Sully: He'll get a little help from his friend and wife tonight, this is the "Connections'" real chance to establish themselves as major players in the MWF game.

JP: All he has to do is try and pin Wildfire, which isn't the easiest of prospects, I certainly wouldn't want to try.

Sully: Wildfire seems finally to have made up his wind to get working again...a great thing to happen if you ask me.

versus

Rick "Acid" Jones w/Amanda

MWF TV Title Match

Referee: Chad Pattison

JP: Folks, tonight's opening match is no normal "curtain-puller." It's champion Wildfire versus Rick Jones in a MWF TV Title Match.

Sully: I'm just worried that Rick Jones won't be up to his usual grade A performance. Take into consideration that he lost a team member this past week.

JP: Are you implying that Rick Jones has one less person to help him win?

Sully: Of course not!

JP: Wildfire's success so far in the MWF can't be matched to anyone else. Cage matches, Japanese death matches…

Sully: True, Wildfire has fought in some brutal matches, but Rick Jones is Canadian, and that goes a long way in wrestling!

JP: Strange theory, Sully.

["Wherever I May Roam" by AC/DC sends the crowd into disarray as Rick Jones brushes through the curtain. The jeers increase as he makes his way towards the ring.]

Peter Santos: Hailing from Montreal, Quebec, weighing in at 220 pounds…one half of the MWF Tag Team Champions…Rick "Acid" Jones!

[Jones stops by the ring and lifts his tag title to the crowd, much to their dislike. He rolls into the ring and hits the ropes a couple of times.]

Sully: That's what I like to see. Rick Jones is preparing himself for destiny.

JP: Any decent wrestler would have been preparing for at least a week, Sully.

Sully: You expected Jones to have bounced against the ropes for the past week? That's ridiculous.

JP: Time to shut up, Sully, 'cause here comes Wildfire!

[Wildfires music lifts the crowd from their seats to see the MWF TV Champion. He stops short of the ramp and looks across the crowd. With no expression on his face he then turns to Jones, who leans over the ropes towards his opponent.]

Peter Santos: Weighing in at 210 pounds, at a height of 5 feet 10 inches…MWF's TV Champion…Wildfire!

[Wildfire gestures Jones up the ramp. "Acid" accepts the offer and slides his tag title out of the ring, along with himself. Both men stride towards each other, picking up pace as they get closer…Wildfire throws his belt at the ring and the two men meet! Fists are exchanged momentarily before Wildfire throws Jones into the crowd barrier! A stunned Jones stumbles to the ring and Wildfire throws him in. The bell rings as Wildfire follows him in. As he stands, Jones leaps onto his chest and forces Wildfire to the ground, berating his jaw with a flurry of punches. Wildfire knocks Jones away and stands, attempting to wipe the sore flavour away from his chin. He stands in the corner and Jones decides to attack once again, kicking Wildfire in the knee and hitting a forearm to the chin.]

JP: A powerful start by Jones.

Sully: Yeah! I'm proud to be-

JP: Don't say it, Sully! You're not Canadian!

[Jones goes for another forearm, but Wildfire parries it parries the arm and hits an eye rake. "Acid" steps back and Wildfire switches his place, throwing the Canadian into the corner. He throws several punches and a slap, only to be thrown back into the corner by Jones! Jones hits another fist and tryies whipping Wildfire into the opposite corner. Wildfire reverses and Rick Jones hits the turnbuckle hard. As he comes away, he hits a clothesline, knocking the champion down hard. Jones lifts his opponent, but Wildfire throws him into the ropes. He hits the ropes hard and comes back at Wildfire with a crossbody! He holds it for the pin. 1…2…kick out!]

Sully: You can't fault Rick's methods, JP.

JP: That's true, he's showing a lot of force so far.

Sully: Come on Wildfire!

JP: Huh? I thought you were siding with the Canadians?

Sully: I am! But Wildfire is a great champion too.

JP: Agreed.

[Both wrestlers stand and Rick Jones whips Wildfire into the ropes. "Acid" leans over to hit a backdrop but Wildfire halts and elbows Jones in the back of the head. Jones goes down and Wildfire stomps the back of his head. He lifts the foot of "Acid" Jones and wrenches it back. Screams from Jones show the move is working. Wildfire drags his leg to the ropes and stretches it round the ropes. Suddenly, Jones reverses and takes Wildfire down with an armbar from the ground. Wildfire reaches the ropes and takes a breather. He rolls from the ring and Jones follows. He reaches Wildfire, who turns and hits a thunderous clothesline. Wildfire picks "Acid" up and takes him into the ring. He throws a punch, but Jones blocks and hits multiple shots of his own. They reach the ropes and Wildfire backdrops Jones over the ropes to the outside! He follows Jones from the ring and takes him back to the squared circle, where he suplex, followed by another…and another. He goes for one more but Jones lands on his feet! He locks Wildfire up from behind and hits multiple German suplexes!]

JP: The German suplex is a great move for knocking energy and wind out of the opponent.

Sully: You can totally see the anguish in Wildfire's face!

[After a fifth German suplex, Jones lets go, he stands behind Wildfire and waits for the opponent to stand. As Wildfire gets to one knee, Jones attempts to lock in a sleeper hold, but Wildfire elbows him away and throws him face-first into the turnbuckle. "Acid" goes down in pain and Wildfire drops to the floor to regain some energy. Soon enough, he gets back up and lifts Rick Jones onto the top rope. He goes for the top rope frankensteiner, but Jones knocks him away from the turnbuckle. Relentlessly, Wildfire goes back for another go, and this time hits the frankensteiner! Move men are sent across the ring, Jones feeling the brunt of the dangerous move. Amazingly though, Jones stands first! Wildfire quickly gets up and doubles "Acid" over. He lifts Jones into the air and sends him down with a powerbomb! He goes for the cover. 1…2…shoulder up!]

Sully: He kicked out! What resilience!

[Wildfire argues with the ref and turns to find Rick Jones stands with the aid of the ropes. He clotheslines Jones straight out of the ring and then follows him outside. Jones stands and staggers at Wildfire. Wildfire grabs Jones firmly by the trunks and sends him towards the commentators table.]

JP: They better stay away from here!

[Jones is sprawled out over the table. Wildfire takes him off and steps back, only to send Jones headfirst into the table! It collapses above Jones and leaves him buried underneath the wooden table.]

JP: Where's the disqualification!?

Sully: Wildfire didn't technically attack Jones with anything! He throws him and a table happened to be in the way!

[Wildfire drags Jones from the rubble and lays into his forehead hard. Blood seeps from the creases in his forehead and Wildfire throws him back in the ring. He goes for the cover. 1…2…kick out!]

JP: Jones should be outta this by now! He's holding up well here, Sully.

[Wildfire shoves Jones back out of the ring. He whips "Acid" into the ring barrier and then runs at the opponent. Jones back drops Wildfire over into the crowd who disperse to the sides. Jones climbs the barrier and hits the Acid Drop into the crowd!]

Sully: What a move!

[Jones slowly stands and lifts Wildfire, throwing him over the barrier. As Wildfire gets up, Jones hits a belly-to-belly suplex on the outside. Wildfire is quick to stand but Jones hits another! He picks up Wildfire and rolls him into the ring. In the corner, Jones goes to the top rope. The fans begin to murmer and "Acid" hits a moansault! He covers…1…2…kick out! Both men lay flat for a moment, until both start to stir. They slowly stand, and Jones goes for a flying clothesline. Wildfire catches Jones, however, and holds him in a sleeper hold. Jones struggles but soon goes limp and drops to his knees. The ref lifts his arm…1…2…Jones stirs and stands. Wildfire still holds the sleeper hold until "Acid" runs at the ropes and swings Wildfire to the outside. Jones stands and limps across the ring. Wildfire stands on the outside and locks his eyes on the back of "Acid's" head. He climbs into the ring and waits for Jones to turn. As he does, the men's eyes meet…]

JP: Who's gonna move first, Sully?

[Both men lunge forward and strike, they grapple their way to the corner. Jones lifts Wildfire into the top rope and follows.]

JP: This doesn't look good for Wildfire or Rick Jones! Whoever falls first will have lost!

Sully: Yeah! Keep in mind both men hit their finisher from the top rope!

[Jones swings a right hand, forcing his way up the turnbuckle, Wildfire attempts to block but the blow is enough to break his guard...Wildfire grabs Jones' by the hair and pushes him, Rick Jones loses his balance and he goes flying and slams hard onto the canvas...Wildfire stands and the crowd roar as he leaps off and hits The Crisis, the crowd go up as Wildfire hooks the leg...1...2...3!]

JP: Oh yes! Yes!

Sully: Wildfire, is still the MWF TV Champion!

Peter Santos: And your winner, through pinfall, and still Maximum Wrestling Federation Television Champion, Wildfire!

JP: He's still there, it's almost unbelievable!

Sully: Better believe it JP, Jones let his guard down and Wildfire punished him.

JP: But, Jones' has won his last five matches on the roll!

Sully: The sign of a champion?

JP: I guess it wasn't.

[The crowd are cheering at Wildfire as he takes the MWF TV Title and holds the belt up to the crowd, as Rick Jones is slowly helped to his feet by Amanda. The crowd suddenly erupt as "When We Ride On Our Enemies" by Tupac Shakur hits the PA system and through a cloud of red smoke walks "The Killing Machine", Kaos.]

Sully: Jesus! He's back.......this was the man everyone was talking about.

JP: All those warnings Sully, I thought for a second with the sound of Tupac that it was going to be Ross Allen.

Sully: I'll praise the Lord everyday for the next three years for the fact that it wasn't the "Reckless One".

[Kaos walks down towards the ring, the crowd giving a mixed reaction, remembering Kaos' quick exit from the MWF before.]

JP: Wonder if he'll stick around this time?

Sully: He looks like he has his eyes set on something this time...

JP: The MWF TV Title!

[Rick Jones turns to face Kaos as "The Killing Machine" walks down the entrance ramp...Wildfire can't believe what he's seeing, he blinks hardly able to stand as he looks at the man who's career he believed he had ended.]

Sully: Wildfire ended Kaos' career, or so we thought.

JP: Kaos shouldn't even be able to walk after the beating that Wildfire laid out for him.

Sully: Something tells me revenge is the only thing on Kaos' mind.

[Kaos slides into the ring...Rick Jones ushers Amanda back...and retreats slightly himself...Kaos doesn't even glance at Rick Jones, all he looks at is Wildfire. Wildfire looks into the eyes of Kaos, the eyes of a man wanting revenge.]

JP: I hope this is over quickly...

Sully: Oh it will be!

[Wildfire attempts to say something, but Kaos just grabs Wildfire by the hair...Wildfire's long hair is pulled back as Kaos snaps back Wildfire's neck. Kaos smiles as he places his left hand on the neck of Wildfire...Wildfire attempts to struggle free but Kaos tightens his fingers around the neck of Wildfire. Kaos shakes his head as Wildfire looks to plead for mercy...Kaos suddenly kicks Wildfire in the mid section and hits a move not disimilar from the X-Factor. Wildfire bounces off the mat and rolls onto his side, his face bloodied by the move. Kaos gets calmly to his feet.]

JP: What the hell was that?

Sully: I think Kaos just sent Wildfire to hell and back!

JP: Why hasn't Rick Jones tried to help Wildfire?

Sully: Why should he...Wildfire is not a fellow Canadian.

[Kaos turns and pulls Wildfire up, Kaos calls for a mike.]

Wildfire: How the hell?

[Kaos steps up to the mike.]

Kaos: I am the man you shall come to fear...

Wildfire: Fear...you can't even spell you're own name!

Kaos: Wrestling has never been about spelling.

Wildfire: So why the hell have you comeback?

Kaos: I'm Kaos...and I want something that I should of recieved a long time ago...a few months ago then you attempted to put me out of the game for good, but I'm back and playing the game again, and that MWF TV Title belongs to me.

Jones: I think you'll find, Kaos, that this MWF TV Title is still property of the Wildfire!

Kaos: It may be now, but not at MAYhem.

Jones: What do you mean?

Kaos: I've spoken to the MWF General Manager, and at MAYhem, it's going to be Kaos, Wildfire and Rick Jones, for the MWF TV Title!

[The crowd erupt at the thought of such a match, Wildfire looks shocked and he curses away from the mike, Kaos smiles and then walks away.]

Jones: Wait, hang on a minute...you went to Fozzy and signed that?

Kaos: Yeah...

Wildfire: And it wasn't signed by Walker, so it's not of much value...

Kaos: Well you'd better start adding up its value, because you're going to have your title reign ended at MAYhem!

["When We Ride On Our Enemies" hits again, and Kaos turns round and nails Wildfire with a huge clothesline, the TV Title is sent flying as Wildfire staggers back and ends up flipping over the top rope and collapsing to the outside, Kaos trash talks Wildfire as the crowd get behind "The Killing Machine".]

JP: Christ!

Sully: What a match it is going to be at MAYhem, the MWF TV Title on the line.

JP: Three men, one title, and Wildfire could have his title reign ended!

Sully: No he isn't, men like Wildfire are born fighters and he knows what he has to do.

JP: Can Kaos reclaim the title?

Sully: We'll find out, but Wildfire could really use a win to keep his momentum.

JP: Talking of someone who needs a win then Joe Foale is up next, the forgotten Kid.

Sully: He's against a Kid, Kidd Kidman that is!

JP: Joe Foale needs a win to keep alive his hope of joining the MWF's top elite....and improve his record so he can be as cocky as ever.

Sully: He has talent, but Kidd Kidman looks strong and he managed to beat Kid Insanity.

JP: The vanishing Kid Insanity, he did one hell of a disappearing trick didn't he?

Sully: He came back last week....but nothing's really come of it, shame...

JP: A real shame, so much talent, so much talent.

Sully: Kidman though has about as much talent as I do...

JP: Kidd Kidman is going to be one hell of a wrestler, and I bet my bottom dollar that he will wipe the floor with Joe Foale here tonight.

Sully: He can try to, but Foale is one cocky son of a bitch and he isn't going to let some 'rookie' ruin his chances of being in the MAYhem Main Event.

JP: You think, hahaha! That will never happen!