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Ryan McMurphy, Kobra, Colin Dzur, "The Incredible One" Doug Crashin, Apollos and "Hell's Angel" Amy-Lee Harlem

Gauntlet Match

Referee: Brian Ford

Writer: Scott Worthington/Stefan Mallais

JP: Its now Sully!

Sully: Whats that?

JP: Gutter Rat taking out six MWF rookies. There is going to be all hell breaking out right here.

Sully: No doubt. The Rat Bastard has made some impressive displays in the MWF, but also some impressive enemies.

JP: Thats true Sully. He made one big enemy in the form of our President Ed Walker and thats how this match came about.

Sully: The hatred that Walker has for Gutter Rat will all come to a head next. Lets go to Peter Santos who will explain the rules.

JP: Take it away!

Peter Santos: Ladies and gentlemen, the next match is the six man gauntlet match! The rules for this match are the following. Gutter Rat will start the match off against one of his opponents which have been selected at random. If Gutter Rat should defeat his opponent by pinfall, submission, count-out or DQ, then the next opponent will be selected and will take their place. However, if Gutter Rat should lose the match will be over and won by the six rookies.

[The fans give out a huge roar. Peter Santos has got the fans right on the edge of their seats and they are eager to get this match on!]

Peter Santos: Introducing first!

["More Human The Human" by White Zombie hits the arena sound system as the crowd let out a huge chorus of boos. The Rat Bastard makes his way onto the entrance ramp and takes a look around at the packed out arena. Gutter Rat then makes his way down to the ring looking at the fans and even spitting on a man in the front row. Gutter Rat lets out a sadistic laugh and then rolls into the ring. As he goes to stand up he looks at Peter Santos and referee Brian Ford, The Rat Bastard looks pumped up and either man wont want to get in his way.]

Peter Santos: In the ring, weighing in at 302lbs, hailing from Guttersville, USA, he is "The Rat Bastard", Gutter Rat!

[At the sound of his name, the crowd make sure that he knows they basically hate him. His actions as of late against Ed Walker have put that into the fans minds. Gutter Rat puts his right hand through his brown, unkept, bushy hair as he awaits his first, randomly selected opponent.]

JP: Gutter Rat may be in this match for the long haul, this could take a lot out of him.

Sully: Maybe he should have showered then.

JP: Oh please Sully. This guy is a legend in my eyes.

Sully: He has only just started out here!

JP: Your point being?

Sully: ...Nothing. I wonder who he will face first.

JP: Do you really care? I dont. They are going down anyway!

["Fuck The System" by System Of A Down hits the sound system as out walks Doug Crashin onto the stage. He looks down the entrance ramp, looking at his opponent. He knows he has to get the "job done" for Ed Walker here tonight. Crashin begins to walk down the ramp. He walks towards the apron and then jumps onto it. He puts his hands on the top rope and throws himself over the top. He then stands with his eyes locked onto The Rat Bastard. Gutter Rat has a sadistic stare in his eyes. He knows he is up against it here tonight, thats probably what drives him on.]

JP: Hmmm, I cant help thinking that Gutter Rat is going to go through these guys like a fire through a paper house.

Sully: Thats possible with the run that he has been on as of late.

JP: Gutter Rat may just want a piece of each and everyone of these guys to keep as a momentum. An eye prehaps.

Sully: Oh give up!

[Gutter Rat doesnt wait for the bell and straight away attacks Doug Crashin! He lands five right hands to the side of the face before dropping him down with a swift back elbow to the face. Crashin hits the floor holding his nose. Gutter Rat doesnt let him breathe and begins to hit him with big right boots to the chest. Referee Brian Ford pulls The Rat Bastard off Crashin put to no avail. Gutter Rat pushes the referee to onside and goes back to work, kicking his opponent in the face this time! Gutter Rat is hardcore to the bone. Crashin feels the effects of the foot to his nose and rolls out the ring. Of course, Gutter Rat isnt going to wait for him to get back in and follows him to the outside. Gutter Rat picks his opponent up, hits him with another right hand and then slams his face off the apron. The fans begin to boo Gutter Rat at his dirty antics against this rookie, but like he cares!]

JP: What did I tell you Sully? Gutter Rat is ripping Crashin apart.

Sully: So far he is. Crashin hasnt hit any offense moves.

JP: Thats what this whole match is going to be like. Easy sailing for The Rat Bastard.

[Gutter Rat grabs the hair of Crashin and begins to pull on it. The two men are close to the entrance ramp and The Rat sees his chance to use that as a weapon. Keeping his hands on the hair of Crashin he spins him round and throws him against the steel of the ramp! Crashin's head hits the steel as Gutter Rat appears to be smiling. Brian Ford doesnt even count, he climbs out the ring and attempts to get both men back into the ring. Gutter Rat gives the finger to Ford who doesnt look too impressed. Crashin is now stiring, he attempts to get back to his feet. Gutter Rat kicks the knee joint of Crashin who suddenly falls right back down on his back. Brian Ford now gets back into the ring and begins to count. 1...2....3. Gutter Rat doesnt care about the count and grabs Crashin and pulls him to his feet. The Rat Bastard then front suplex's Doug right back down to the floor! 4....5....6. Gutter Rat pops back up to his feet after the move. He pulls Doug back to his feet and leans him up against the apron. 7....8....Crashin sees his chance and rolls back into the ring. Gutter Rat then follows, stopping the count of referee Brian Ford. As Gutter Rat rolls into the ring, Doug manages to get a kick in. He kicks the Rat on the back of the head and again! Gutter Rat doesnt seem to feel the pain and is still making it to his feet. Crashin then finds the energy to run against the opposite set of ropes and comes running back. Crashin jumps into the air and lands a leg drop to the back of the neck. He rolls over Gutter Rat for the pin attempt. 1...2...NO! Gutter Rat powers out of the pin attempt and throws Crashin far across the ring.]

Sully: Rookie error there by Crashin.

JP: As if this guy is going to beat Gutter Rat with that move. What was he thinking?!

Sully: Maybe he wasnt.

JP: Good call.

[Gutter Rat gets back to his feet as Crashin begins to get back to his. Gutter Rat runs at Crashin and knees him square in the jaw! Crashin rolls to the floor in pain. Gutter Rat is keeping all his offensive moves onto the face of his opponent, he knows he can wear him down quicker and knock the sense out of him whilst he does it. Gutter Rat picks up Crashin and props him against the middle rope, putting his throat across it. He is obviously going to choke him here. He puts his right knee across the back of Doug and then begins to apply the pressure. Brian Ford puts use to his five count and Gutter Rat breaks the hold on 4. Using all the time to choke out Crashin that he can. Doug doesnt move from the ropes and that is a bad move in itself! The Rat runs against the ropes, comes back and drops a knee across the back of Crashin, once again driving his throat against the ropes. The crowd dont seem to like the back handed tactics of The Rat and let him know about it with a chorus of boos! Gutter Rat looks out into the crowd and smirks, he is loving every minute of this match and it has hardly even started!]

Sully: This guy is sick.

JP: He is funny Sully.

Sully: Has he actually done one legal move in this whole match?!

JP: Whats that matter?

[Gutter Rat begins to stalk his opponent from behind. Crashin doesnt realise where he is and has he finally gets to his feet he is locked into the Broken Street Light! The Rat Bastard locks the hold in tight, choking out Crashin. Doug has no where to go and taps out! Brian Ford calls for the bell. Gutter Rat keeps the move locked in! He is vicious!]

Peter Santos: Doug Crashin has been eliminated!

[The bells continues to ring and Gutter Rat finally lets go of Crashin, dropping him to the floor. Brian Ford helps him to the outside of the ring as Gutter Rat awaits his next victim.]

JP: Just like that its over!

Sully: Impressive start. One down, five to go.

["Somewhere I Belong" by Linkin Park hits the sound system and out comes Colin Dzur.]

Peter Santos: The next opponent. Weighing in at 230lbs and hailing from Long Island, New York, Colin Dzur!

[Colin comes running down the ramp, he slides right into the ring and begins to brawl with Gutter Rat! Colin is taking it to The Rat right here! Gutter Rat doesnt come out on top this time as Colin clothelines him over the top rope and down to the floor outside! The fans let out a huge cheer for the first time in the match as The Rat Bastard is on the back foot right here! Colin lets out a little roar of his own, this kid is pumped right up here. Colin sees his chance to inflict more damage and holds onto the top rope, he then flings himself up and over! Colin lands flat on Gutter Rat, hitting a cross body block! The crowd lets out another cheer for Colin, who is taking the fight right to The Rat.]

Sully: Gutter Rat on the back foot now.

JP: Colin is bringing it to him. It wont last Sully. The Rat Bastard will have the last laugh.

Sully: I wouldnt be so sure of that.

[Colin is the first to his feet followed shortly by Gutter Rat. Colin pounds on the head of The Rat, trying to knock him back down. Nothing seems to be working, The Rat gets back to his feet. The two men tussle for position on the outside until Gutter Rat rakes the eyes of Colin, blinding him for a temporary moment. Gutter Rat then hits an elbow to the back of the head of Colin, sending him to the floor. Colin is on his knees as The Rat pulls him back up to his feet and the whips him right into the steel ring post! The Rat Bastard is taking this match to the extreme. Gutter Rat walks over to his now fallen victim and yanks him right back up one more time. He takes him over to the safety railing and lifts him up over his head. The fans start abusing Rat but that doesnt have any effect either, Gutter Rat seems to be in his own little world. Gutter Rat then drops the seemingly lifeless body of Colin over the railing, smashing his jaw into the railing. Colin rolls around in pain on the floor. Brian Ford begins to count yet again, to get Gutter Rat into the ring. 1....2....3 Gutter Rat notices and rolls in the ring, and back out again to break up the count. The referee shouts a few words at him for his sneaky behaviour, but like he cares! Gutter Rat picks up Colin and rolls him in, he has some trouble rolling him under the bottom rope but finally gets him in anyway. Gutter Rat pulls him right back to his feet and nails a DDT from no where! He goes for the cover.]

JP: This is it! All she wrote Sully!

Sully: Huge DDT from The Rat!

[Brian Ford drops to his knees and counts. 1...2...Colin kicks out! The Rat Bastard cant believe it! He gets back to his feet and then starts pummelling away at him with big right boots to the face just like he did to Doug Crashin! Gutter Rat stamps across the throat of his newest victim, trying to choke him right out! Colin finally gets away as the referee pulls The Rat off him. Gutter Rat then calls for the end! He has had enough. As Colin pulls himself up with the ropes he is kicked in the gut. Gutter Rat then hoists Colin over his head into a suplex position. Colin doesnt last long up there as he is dropped right on his head with a crashing brainbuster DDT! The Rat Bastard goes for another cover. 1...2...3!]

Peter Santos: Colin Dzur is eliminated!

[The bell rings signalling the end of the fall. Gutter Rat is now two and zero!]

JP: Told you Sully!

Sully: Two wins for The Rat. Whos going to be next?

JP: Who cares? This match is in the bag for The Rat Bastard!

[The noise of rhyno's are heard and that can only mean one thing! It's the turn of Amy-Lee Harlem to have a go at Gutter Rat. Amy-Lee comes out onto the stage and looks down at her opponent. The fans begin to laugh, they know this isnt going to last all that long at all! Gutter Rat has a little smile too, a sadistic one, but a smile anyway.]

Peter Santos: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at 135lbs, hailing from Penicuik, Scotland...she is "Hell's Angel", Any-Lee Harlem!

[Amy-Lee makes her way down the ramp, knowing that this isnt going to be a walk in the park for her. Gutter Rat motions away from the ropes, allowing her to get in the ring. She finally gets close to the apron but turns away! Gutter Rat looks bemused. This isnt what he wanted to happen. He wanted a fight!]

JP: Whats she doing?! This is meant to be a fight!

Sully: Maybe she is doing the decent thing and letting The Rat Bastard pick up a win.

JP: Thats stupid. And anyway, the bell hasnt ring for this fall, so that means she has to get into the ring!

[Amy-Lee begins to back up the ramp, obviously not wanting any part of Gutter Rat. Just as she goes to turn her back "Razor" Lee Watson comes running down the ramp and grabs her. He begins to walk her back down the ramp to the fans pleasure. Gutter Rat waits for his next victim being escorted to the ring. Razor throws Amy-Lee under the bottom rope after a struggle. She turns around to see Razor laughing and doesnt notice that Gutter Rat is right behind her. She turns round as the bell rings and Gutter Rat kicks her in the gut, picks her up into a suplex position and then slams her down into a piledriver move!]

Sully: Good God! Good God! The Screw Job!

JP: He might have broken her neck! SWEET!

[The fans let out a huge "Oh!". They then boo Gutter Rat who makes a cocky cover. 1...2...3. Shes out of here! The bell rings for the end of this fall.]

Peter Santos: Amy-Lee Harlem has been eliminated!

[Gutter Rat rolls her lifeless body out of the ring and then takes a breather. His next opponent will shortly follow.]

JP: Impressive, completely impressive.

Sully: He is really cooking up a storm now. This match is soon going to be over thats for sure.

JP: Three to go!

["Let Go" by 12 Stones hits the sound system and out walks Kobra. Kobra is making his debut here and looking to take out Gutter Rat in his first match is going to be a tough mountain to climb thats for sure!]

JP: This kid is going to get ate!

Sully: Gutter Rat is on a roll. This may not be the best time for this youngster to come out here.

JP: Ahh, another victim to The Rat Bastard.

[Kobra cautiously walks out onto the entrance ramp and pauses at the top eyeing the damage in the ring. He sees sees Amy-Lee rolling out of the ring after being devastated by Gutter Rat moments ago. Gutter Rat is on one knee, slowly getting to his feet, and he turns and grins at Kobra, sensing his fear, and with good reason.]

Peter Santos: Making his way to the ring next, weighing in at 280 pounds, from Hilton Head, California, "The Perfectionist", Korba!

[Kobra tilts his head from side to side, cracking his neck, before he shrugs and jolts down the entrance ramp. The crowd cheer somewhat at the exuberance of this young wrestler. In no time Korbra reaches the ring and slides under the bottom rope, into the ring. Kobra pounces to his feet and runs past Gutter Rat before he can reach the youngster. Kobra bounces off the ropes and comes running back at The Rat. Gutter Rat extends his arm in a clothesline attempt but Kobra ducks the shot and continues to run against the opposing ropes. Kobra bounces back again, and this time The Rat Bastard extends his leg. However Kobra is still too quick and he manages to side step the attack. This time though, Kobra stops dead in his tracks after having avoided the attack and throws his legs up into the air, and towards Gutter Rat. The Rat shows that he still has some juice left in him and he quickly turns and catches all 280 pounds of the big man and powerfully throws is to the ground, connecting with a huge powerbom!]

Sully: He had some promise there for a second.

JP: Gutter Rat is just too much for him, the guys a monster.

[Gutter Rat quickly climbs over Kobra's body and hooks his leg on the way. Brian Ford is quick to position and starts the count. …. 1 …. 2 …. No. Ford stops the count when he sees Kobra's foot hanging off the bottom rope. Gutter Rat looks up in shock and anger, but quickly turns to Kobra and drives his teeth into the forehead of the young MWF'er. The crowd gasp in disgust when The Rat removes his face from Kobra's to reveal a beard of blood on Gutter Rat and a crimson mask on Kobra. Brian Ford intervenes and shouts a warning to Gutter Rat, who pays absolutely no attention to it.]

Sully: This man is disgusting! He should be locked away!

JP: The personification of the modo "Anything to win!"

Sully: He fucking bite him! Seriously, this man is clinically insane!

[Gutter Rat drags himself to his feet with the aid of the ropes as Kobra sprawls over the corner. Kobra is looking on in shock at Gutter Rat who is now to his feet. Kobra can see his own blood on Gutter Rat's teeth as the sadistic bastard smiles in Kobra's direction. The moment is short lived however because Gutter Rat takes off towards Kobra. He reaches the corner and drives his knee into Kobra's face. Kobra's head gets driven into the middle turnbuckle and we visibly goes into a daze. Gutter Rat waists little time and he pulls a groggy Kobra to his feet and drags him to the middle of the ring. Gutter Rat looks around at the crowd, getting a loud negative response to the sold out arena, before he begins to spin Kobra in circles. With one hand on the back of his neck and the other filled with tights, Gutter Rat builds some momentum before he launches Kobra back into the corner. Kobra half buckles and is sent shoulder first violently into the corner. We see Kobra's shoulder connect with the ring post and stay put, but the rest of Kobra's body continues in motion. There is a deafening crack that echoes in the arena and makes everyone in attendance squint in disgust.]

JP: Sweet jesus, did you hear that?

Sully: The hell what kind of question is that, I'm sitting right in front of him. The guy's should is about three feet behind the rest of his body, his collar bone, and god knows what else, must be shattered!

[Gutter Rat laughs in disgust as he looks on at Kobra who is screaming in pain. Gutter Rat arrogantly walks over to Kobra and eyes the damage, before he bellows a psychotic laugh. Gutter Rat then violently grabs hold of Kobra and pulls him from the corner and down to the mat. Brian Ford looks down at Kobra with a worried expression but is forced to do his job as Gutter Rat drops too and makes the cover. Fearing for Kobra's health, Brian counts a quick three count to put him out of his misery 1, 2, 3!]

Peter Santos : Kobra has been eliminated!

Sully: Someone get the medics down here, Kobra's seriously hurt.

JP : The Rat Bastard sure did a number on him, that's for damn sure!

[Gutter Rat is ushered off of Kobra as we see a pair of medical staff run down the ramp with a stretcher. As Gutter Rat gets to his feet he watches while Brian Ford helps the med crew get Kobra's arm secure and onto the stretcher. Suddenly there is a small uproar in the crowd. Brian Ford has now refocused on the match and he and Gutter Rat both look around in confusion. Brian then spots Ryan McMurphy slide into the ring, with a steel chair in hand. McMurphy stands behind Gutter Rat, who has no idea he's even there. The crowd cheer as Brian Ford pleeds with him to drop the chair. Gutter Rat raises an eyebrow in sheer confusion, still not knowing of McMurphy's presence.]

JP: Turn around!

Sully: That Rat Bastard is so full of himself, his streak is about to end here at four!

Peter Santos: Introducing next, weighing in at 250 pounds, from Hell's Kitchen, New York, Ryan McMurphy!

[Gutter Rat hears Peter Santos and quickly turns around to greet his opponent, who is standing right behind him. Gutter Rat is taken a back by the fact that Ryan is right in front of him now and takes a step back. At the same time Ryan brings the steel chair up into the air. He hangs it there for just a moment before the forcefully brings is back down, crashing with Gutter Rat's head. There is an instantaneous explosion of blood that flows from Gutter Rat's head as he drops to the canvas. Brian Ford quickly turns and calls for the bell, disqualifying Ryan McMurphy. Just as quickly as he came he has gone!]

Peter Santos: Ryan McMurphy has been eliminated!

JP: Oh my, what a shot!

Sully: Ryan McMurphy just took one for the team there! With only one more opponent left, Ryan knew that he had to kill Gutter Rat's momentum. Apollos is the only man left and he's got a distinct advantage over the other four men and one woman.

JP: Well it's now technically five consecutive wins for Gutter Rat, but how much steam does he have left. He is, after all, only humane.

[With Gutter Rat laying motionless, Ryan McMurphy is being pushed out of the ring by Brian Ford who will have nothing to do with the insults Ryan is yelling down to the Rat Bastard. He then exits the ring and throws the steel chair down and we hear the sound of "Liberate" by Slipknot come blasting through the arena. Apollos comes walking out onto the entrance ramp and begins to make his way towards the ring. He passes by Ryan McMurphy who nods in approval to Apollos as he heads to the back.]

Peter Santos: And the final opponent for this match, weighing in at 230 pounds, hailing from Detroit Michigan, Apollos!

[Upon hearing his name get called Apollos makes a b-line for the ring. He runs down the ramp double time and is quick to enter the ring. As quickly as he entered the ring, Apollos covers Gutter Rat taking quick advantage of McMurphy's work. Brian Ford obliges and starts the count …. 1 …. 2 … no! Gutter Rat groggily throws his shoulder of the canvas, rolling onto his side. Apollos see that he has a tremendous window of opportunity here and he waists no time capitalising. Apollos grabs a handful of the Rat's hair and pulls him to his feet. Apollos moves behins Gutter Rat once he is to his feet and cranks Gutter Rat's head backwards. In a swift jerk in the opposite direction Apollos drives Gutter Rat to the mat with a huge reverse DDT. The crowd explodes in approval when the move connects and even moreso when Apollos jumps back to his feet, cocking his arm. Apollos is quick to get to the corner and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. Just as quickly Apollos jumps off the ropes and connects with second rope splash. The crowd is now fully behind Apollos, who seems to be in the most commanding position of all the opponents to date. Apollos looks to end the match when he covers Gutter Rat, bobbing his head with every count by Brian Ford … 1 … 2 … no! Gutter Rat again manages to get his shoulder off the canvas, this time significantly less persuasively.]

Sully: Two near falls here JP, I have a good feeling about this kid.

JP: The home stretch is here and Gutter Rat has got one opponent left to complete the gauntlet. I don't think he's going to go down to easily.

Sully: I'm not so sure JP, he can't have a whole lot of steam left.

[Apollos gets off of Gutter Rat once the count is broken up and Gutter Rat rolls away. Both men manage to get to their feet, with Gutter Rat being significantly worse for wear. Apollos sneaks up behind Gutter Rat and as the Rat Bastard is about to turn around Apollos wraps his arms around Gutter Rat's neck, locking him in The Hantavirus! The crowd goes insane when Gutter Rat's arms begin to flail around whilst he is locked in his own move. Referee Brian Ford moves in front of Gutter Rat staring him in the face continuously asking him if he gives up. Gutter Rat refuses every time and after having decided he's been in The Hantavirus for long enough, Gutter Rat launches his foot up backwards towards the nether regions of Apollos. Gutter Rat's foot hits Apollos in the loins, but Brian Ford is blind to it due to his positioning. Apollos loosenes the hold and Gutter Rat then quickly throws his head backwards, right into Apollos' face! The back of Gutter Rat's skull is driven into Apollos' nose, and blood shoots forward. Seconds later, the entire backside of Gutter Rat and the whole front of Apollos are covered in blood. Apollos' nose is surely broken.]

JP: Chalk up another broken bone courtesy of The Rat Bastard!

Sully: This man is a hazard to work with, he is out to hurt people!

JP: A wrestler that's out to hurt people, whodda thunk!?!

[Apollos staggers back and bounces into the ropes, blinded by tears and blood. Apolloes then staggers forward and Gutter Rat lurges behind him looking extremely pissed off. Gutter Rat then takes his turn to grab hold of Apollos' neck and applies the Hantavirus as it should be. Seconds later Apollos' face, the parts that aren't covered in blood, turn a color that matches his bleeding. The pain is just too excrutiating for the youngster and he taps out moments later, forcing Brian Ford to call for the bell.]

Peter Santos: Apollos has been eliminated!

JP: He's done it! He's done it! By god, Gutter Rat has run the gauntlet!

Sully: Fluky! He should have been disqualified time and time again! He only won because we have incompetent referees!

[Despite the sounding of the bell, Gutter Rat keep the hold locked on to Apollos, screaming at him furiously. By this time, Apollos has lost all consciousness and the dead weight of his body is being supported solely by Gutter Rat. Brian Ford pleads with Gutter Rat to let go, but he doesn't listen, until he's ready to. Gutter Rat keep the hold on for a few seconds longer, before he drops down and drives the lifeless body of Apollos to the ground. Gutter Rat releases Apollos and as he gets to his feet he is being yelled at by Brian Ford for his non-compliance, but doesn't pay any attention to him because he's too busy scolding Apollos for having used his own move on him.]

Peter Santos: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match via having run the gauntlet … Gu-….

Voice : Whoa whoa whoa! Hold on just a minute Mr. Santos!

[Before Peter Santos can announce Gutter Rat as the winner someone intervenes. His presence has gone unnoticed, until now. Everyone's attention quickly turns to the entrance way where we see Insane Wayne, the Commissioner of the MWF, standing atop the ramp, mic in hand, wrestling gear and all!]

Commissioner Wayne: I hope you don't think you've accomplished anything you filthy rat! Big deal, you managed to beat six bottom feeding low lives who aren't even worth the cost of the paper which makes up their contracts. I've said it before and I'll say it again, you're nothing until you beat someone who's worth beating. You can pin all the temps you want in one night, but it doesn't mean shit!

[Gutter Rat has now staggered to his feet and is leaning against the ropes attentively listening to Insane Wayne, sweat dripping from his brow, blood flowing from his head, and fire burning in his eyes.]

Commissioner Wayne: I guess what I'm saying is that the last twenty some odd minutes of everyone's lives have just been wasted, and we are now all stupider have sat through all of this. You want to impress me, then you show the world you've got what it takes to defeat a seventh man in the gauntlet!

JP: Come on! Gutter Rat has just gone through a hellacious six man gauntlet and Insane Wayne comes out and abuses his power by making Gutter Rat fight another man, who's it going to be?

Sully: Oh JP, calm down. Wayne is just doing his job! He has a responsibility as commissioner to ensure that the fans are satisfied and with it being MAYhem, we have certain standards.

Commissioner Wayne: You want to impress me, you beat someone worth the time of all of these people. You want to impress me, then you give everyone here a Dynamite preview! You fight me as the seventh, and final, man in the gauntlet. Like it or not, you're going to anyway. Trust me, when I'm finished with you, there's not going to be enough left of you to even make it to the arena tomorrow night!

[Insane Wayne drops the mic and heads towards the ring with a purpose, to hurt Gutter Rat. Peter Santos takes over yet again. ]

Peter Santos: And finally, making his way to the ring as the seventh, and final, competitor, weighing in at 275 pounds, from The Misery's, Florida, he is a member of Twisted Vizion and the Commissioner of the Maximum Wrestling Federation. He is the "Hardcore Living Legend" Insane Wayne!

JP: It's Dynamite come early! These two men are set to go one on one tomorrow night and boy oh boy are we in for a treat!

Sully: You're hyping Dynamite when we're only just starting MAYhem, you'd make for one hell of a poor marketer!

[Insane Wayne walks down the ramp and he and Gutter Rat exchange verbal insults. Gutter Rat is then shown throwing his hand into the air and perching the Commissioner of the MWF. Wayne's blood boils and starts to run the rest of the ramp. Wayne quickly enters the ring and pushes Gutter Rat onto the back foot with a barrage of right hands. Gutter Rat is backed against the ropes, doing everything in his power to protect himself from the attack, but to no avail. Gutter Rat is leaning against the ropes and Insane Wayne is simply laying into him with both fists now. Brian Ford is doing his all to try and get in between the two but he is getting nowhere, and fast. Wayne finally steps back off of Gutter Rat, but only for a second. Wayne quickly throws himself forward and viciously clotheslines Gutter Rat right over the top rope. The 300 pounder bounces off the ring apron and then falls to the outside, where he comes to a quick halt. Insane Wayne looks on in arrogance, laughing at the fallen Gutter Rat.]

JP: This just isn't fair! Gutter Rat has just gone through six men, and now he has to deal with Insane Wayne! Wayne's in a totally different league than those other guys!

Sully: How hypocritical is that? Gutter Rat isn't in the temp roster's league, so whats the difference? It's Gutter Rat's turn to pay now!

JP: Look out!

[Insane Wayne has now exited the ring and he has pulled Gutter Rat to his feet. The crowd is going nuts as he drags Gutter Rat over to the announcer's table where JP and Sully are seated. Insane Wayne grabs a handful of Gutter Rat's hair and then slams his head into the announcers table. It bounces off the table and sends The Rat Bastard back to the ground. Insane Wayne then removes the top cover of the table and the two monitors on both ends of the table, sending the crowd into and even louder chorus, they know what's coming. Insane Wayne then pulls Gutter Rat to his feet once again and this time hauls him up onto the announcers table with him. JP and Sully scatter in fear.]

JP: Please tell me he isn't going to do what I think he's going to do!

Sully: Ok I won't, but don't be surprised if it does happen! I'm getting the hell out of here!

[Insane Wayne then throws one arm into the air, taunting the crowd, before the throws it around Gutter Rat's beck and effortlessly brings him into the air. Wayne pauses briefly, again playing the crowd, before he powerfully brings Gutter Rat crashing down onto, and through, the announcers table. Shards of wood go flying through the air creating a huge mess where a table once was. Wood is stuck into everything on the backside of Gutter Rat who is now leaking blood from the corner of his mouth, and no longer moving. Exhaustion has no doubt set in, and he is being pushed to the limit. JP and Sully can be seen screaming but cannot be heard, because they have removed their head gear. Wayne slowly gets to his feet and stands tall over Gutter Rat smiling evilly. His attention is diverted from Gutter Rat when he heard the sound of Brian Ford ordering him back into the ring. Insane Wayne laughs somewhat before he shrugs and reaches down, pulling Gutter Rat back to his feet. Gutter Rat's body is completely limp and him standing is almost completely due to Wayne's efforts. Wayne manages to reaches the apron and roll Gutter Rat under the ropes and into the ring. JP and Sully pick up their headsets from the debris.]

JP That is the same move that gave Insane Wayne a win over the then World Champion, Ross Allen! He should be disqualified for that then and he should be disqualified for it now!!

Sully: Take a breathe old timer, you're going to give yourself a stroke.

[Back inside the ring, Gutter Rat is again brought to his feet by Insane Wayne who is still playing into the crowd, whom are eating every second of it. Insane Wayne signals to them that the CIW is coming a second time to deliver the finishing blow. Wayne again hoists Gutter Rat into the air and again holds him there momentarily. Somehow though Gutter Rat manages to squirm free, and lands on his feet. Insane Wayne looks down on him in shock but is then quickly hoisted into the air by Gutter Rat who somehow manages to summon the strength to lift the near 300 pound Insane Wayne into the air. Gutter Rat then shifts Wayne in mid-air as he descends towards the ring, and delivers the Screwjob out of nowhere! Wayne's head crashes down onto the mat furiously and Gutter Rat follows. He collapses ontop of Insane Wayne's fallen body and as a result is covering the Commissioner, Brian Ford drops and starts to count … 1 … 2 ... 3! The bell sounds.]

Peter Santos: Insane Wayne has been eliminated!

JP: Where the hell did that come from!?

Sully: The Screwjob out of the blue, and Gutter Rat has just defeated seven men consecutively!

JP: Talk about a backfire, Gutter Rat has just made Ed Walker eat his words. He defeated the six temp wrestlers and then topped it all off by pinning Ed's right hand man who named himself the seventh participant!

Peter Santos: Having defeated all seven participants, here is your winner; "The Rat Bastard" Gutter Rat!

JP: A hard fought victory here tonight, but one can't help but wonder, will these two men be able to make to into the ring tomorrow night?!

Sully: I don't know, but even if they do, they'll have Troy Knight to deal with! Dynamite is going to be big, but don't forget, we're just starting here!

JP: That's right Sully, there's still plenty more where this came from so stick around. We're going to get ourselved a new table so don't go anywhere, we'll be right back.

[The scene fades to a commercial as we see Brian Ford tending to the two fallen superstars. Gutter Rat lies motionless in a pool of his own blood and Insane Wayne is just starting to shake off the cobwebs of the Screwjob. He slams his fist on the mat when he realises he's just been pinned. We go to a commercial.]

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