***LIVE from The Kohl Center in Milwaukee, Wisconsin***

Twiztid begins to play "Afraid Of Me" live as the camera's focus in and pyros explode!

The camera's pan around to show an already hyped crowd! The camera comes down to show Jack The Sack and Clyde Simmons sitting at an brand new announce table just for Evolution!

[Clyde Simmons] "Hello everybody, and welcome to the first ever PPV put on by MPW! Tonight Evolution will be action packed with a few surprises I'm sure!"

[Jack The Sack] "That's right Clyde, and the buzz in the arena all night thus far has been about the Special Guest Referee in the Main Event, World Championship match! Andy "The Virus" Jones taking on Dragon Rage (Man Formally Known as Mike!)"

[Clyde Simmons] "What a drastic change that Mike went through to become Dragon Rage! I cannot wait to see this youngster in action tonight. He looks to be on top of his game!"

[Jack The Sack] "Clyde, I got something backstage! Can we cut to backstage!?!"

The camera cuts to the back and catches a glimps of a huge man walking into a locker room. The camera also catches what could be purple hair. The door slams shut and the camera cuts back to the announce table.

[Jack The Sack] "Clyde, did you see it? Did you see him! That's an unmistakeable person right there!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Jack, it can't be him! Do I have to remind you of the past that he and Kevin Hawk have? I'm not even sure if that was purple hair anyway! It was to quick!"

[Jack The Sack] "Clyde open your eyes, it is him! And he's here in the MPW!"

The Rabbi's music hits and out he comes. He is cheered heavily by the fans. A few fans are even wearing Jewish garb in support of this new sensation!

[Clyde Simmons] "The Rabbi is quite popular with the fans! Seth Payne and Kevin Hawk have some pretty high expectations for this up and coming star!"

[Jack The Sack] "Is he serious with that whole Rabbi attire? I can't even begin to take this guy serious!"

[Clyde Simmons] "He's serious! The Ragin Jewish Preacher knows to all of us as The Rabbi is serious!"

DareDevil's music hits and the crowd also erupts. Some people in the crowd are even wearing the DareDevil masks! DareDevil makes his way to the ring and slides in.

[Jack The Sack] "Oh my god! Another person! I can't believe I have to watch this match!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Another young star in the MPW! Promising future and tons of talent! Jack, this match promises to be entertaining!"

[Jack The Sack] "Let's just hope that for my sake, it's short and quick!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The bell rings and Evolution is underway! The Rabbi is taking the quick upperhand!"

[Jack The Sack] "Oh, this match is already too long!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The Rabbi is unloading with lefts and rights to the DareDevil's back! I'm impressed thus far with The Rabbi!"

[Jack The Sack] "Those are some pretty vicious shots by The Rabbi, I must admit! But the match is still too long for my liking right now!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Continuing the pumbling now...Rabbi drops Devil to his knee...as he sits in daze...shots after shot...finally Rabbi picking Daredevil back to his feet and BIG scoopslam. Into the ropes Rabbi goes and knee drop NO! Daredevil rolls out of the way and Rabbi's knee goes crashing into the canvas."

[Jack The Sack] "Stupid move by the rook Rabbi...I coulda nailed that Simmons."

[Clyde Simmons] "It happens Sack...Daredevil gettin his composer back and at his feet. Rabbi limping over to Daredevil...DAREDEVIL TAKES OUT RABBI'S KNEE with a shoulder to the leg...Rabbi goes down...and here comes Devil and quickly locks in a leg lock submission."

[Jack The Sack] "Daredevil knows what he's doin...attack the weakness! HAHA!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The ref now seeing if Rabbi gives up...Rabbi seems to be in pain. He wont give up...as Daredevil applies more pressure.....he lets go as he gets some boos from the crowd now."

[Jack The Sack] "Why did he let go!?! He had him right there! This match continues! Oh my god, I'm gonna die if this goes on any longer!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Jack, this is a great opening match thus far! DareDevil is really getting involved with the crowd right now! He needs to pay attention to what The Rabbi is doing behind him!"

[Jack The Sack] "The Rabbi bounces off the ropes, DareDevil turns around, tries to duck him, Rabbi leaps over DareDevil, hooks his neck, REVERSE NECKBREAKER!"

[Clyde Simmons] "That was a great move! The Rabbi just caught everyone off guard! DareDevil gets up and recieves a drop kick by the Rabbi! Rabbi really has DareDevil off guard!"

[Jack The Sack] "This match is picking up in the actin department! Maybe I'll watch some of it now!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Rabbi behind DareDevil, he sets him up, SHALOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's over! It's over!"

[Jack The Sack] "That was incredible! He picked him up for a rock bottom and dropped him into a back breaker! The ref hits 3! Rabbi wins! WOW! WHAT A MOVE!"

[Clyde Simmons] "What a move indeed! That could be the most devistating move in the MPW! WOW! What a win for this youngsters debut!"

[Jack The Sack] "It's only going to get better tonight Clyde! Don't get all excited and act like it was the main event! We got more to come!"

The camera cuts to the back where Antwoin Styles is shown sitting in his locker room talking with Brian Styles earlier in the day.

[Brian Styles] "Are you ready for tonight?

[Antwoin Styles] "I've been ready since I arrived here in the MPW, Brian! Tonight, Karnage finds out how much Style he can recieve from the Most Stylish Man in the MPW! After I give him the Style Maker, he'll be left a daze with Style!"

[Brian Styles] "That's what I like to hear! You wait until I get my hands on Chami tonight! Man I can't wait to drop him like the Un-Stylish piece of trash he is! After tonight, Evolution will be Stylin and Profilin with the Style Brothers victorious! It's great to have great Style!"

[Antwoin Styles] "Hey, who do you think that mystery guy is that is reffing the main event?"

[Brian Styles] "You know what, I have no idea! But after what he did to Jones last week, Jones isn't going to be too happy!"

[Antwoin Styles] "Sucks to be Andy Jones tonight!"

The camera comes back to the arena as the lights go out and the Lil' Kim ft. 50 Cent "Magic Stick" begins to play.

[Clyde Simmons] "Who's music is this?"

[Jack The Sack] "I have no idea, I have Antwoin Styles and Karnage up right now!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Me too!"

Strobe light begin to flash as Antwoin Styles walks through the curtain. The crowd boo's and some even throw garbage and what-not at him. He ducks and continues his cocky and arrogant walk down to the ring! He has his usual cocky smile and swagger.

[Jack The Sack] "YES! Antwoin Styles is coming! This is the best match of the night, I predict right now!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Antwoin is really taking a ton of heat from the fans! He has to be the most hated man in the MPW today!"

[Jack The Sack] "Are you kidding Simmons? Antwoin is 100% the best wrestler in the MPW! Nobody can come close to him!"

Antwoin's entrance is cut short by Karnage's intro! Karnage stops a top the ramp and stares down at Antwoin Styles. The crowd erupts as Karnage walks with a purpose to the ring, pointing at Antwoin the whole time. He walks up the steps to the ring and gets in. He stands there, not taking his eyes of Antwoin!

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage has been waiting all week to get his hands on Antwoin! This match is going to get ugly I think"

[Jack The Sack] "You damn right it is! Antwoin is going to walk all over Karnage and win the U.S. Title!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Well, I don't know about that, but you're right Sack! The first ever Champion in the MPW will be crowned after this match! Folks, this one is for the MPW U.S. Title!"

[Jack The Sack] "And I predict right now that Antwoin walks away with the title!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Antwoin runs at Karnage, Karnage pushes him away, sending Antwoin tumbling."

[Jack The Sack] "What? Antwoin tripped! I seen it, he tripped when he got there and tumbled backward while trying to keep his balance!"

[Clyde Simmons] "I don't think so Jack! He just got over powered by Karnage! Karnage walks over and picks Antwoin up and delivers a forearm to the back of Antwoin, sending him to the ground!"

[Jack The Sack] "What is Karnage thinking, handling Antwoin like that? Doesn't he realize that he is wrestling with the man with the most style ever? He should show him more respect!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage is towering over Antwoin! WHAT!?! Low blow by Antwoin! The ref didn't see it!"

[Jack The Sack] "See what Clyde? Nothing happened for the ref to see!"

[Clyde Simmons] "You're telling me that you didn't see Antwoin deliberatly low blow Karnage?"

[Jack The Sack] "Exactly! Get you're eyes checked Simmons!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Antwoin is trying to do something now! Suplex on Karnage!"

[Jack The Sack] "That was great! Antwoin just overpowered the beast!"

[Clyde Simmons] "It's easy to do when you take an un-fair advantage!"

[Jack The Sack] "Look at Antwoin go! Boots the back of the head!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Oh look at him! He is showing off to the crowd! And they're doing nothing but booing him!"

[Jack The Sack] "Why are the booing the greatest wrestler in the MPW?"

[Clyde Simmons] "He better start paying attention to his oppenent! Anwoin go's for the cover....1 count! He took too long Jack."

[Jack The Sack] "Karnage got lucky there Simmons!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage gets to his feet, Antwoin goes for a clothesline, Karnage ducks and turns around and catches Antwoin with a shot to the face! Antwoin dropped hard!"

[Jack The Sack] "What does Karnage think he's doing? Don't handle him that way!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Antwoin quickly back to his feet now...and Karnage OUCH! BIG CHEST SLAP!! AGAIN!! AGAIN AND Styles goes into the corner. Karnage sticks his big boot right into the throat of Styles and chokes the breath right out of him. The ref is tryin to pull away Karnage."

[Jack The Sack] "Come on ref...pull that freak off of him! This isn't legal!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage backing off as Styles gasps for air...Karnage grabs ahold of Antwoin and whips him to the opposite corner. WOW DID he hit hard...the momentum took him off his feet. Karnage walking over and picks up Styles to his feet and tosses him to the outside."

[Jack The Sack] "Karnage can't do this...disqualify him ref!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage gets on the apron and leaps off...SHOT TO THE GUT by Antwoin Styles! Karnage crashes to the ground holding his gut....WAIT what is Styles doin...he's in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle..."

[Jack The Sack] "This is gonna be good..."

[Clyde Simmons] "Styles waits for Karnage to get to his feet....MOONSAULT!!! MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING!!! Both man lie on the ground as the ref begins to count the 10....what a move by Styles..."

[Jack The Sack] "Shows how much he wants this U.S. Title Simmons...PURE HEART! HAHAHA."

[Clyde Simmons] "The ref is at 5 as Styles rolls into the ring...as does Karnage...both men gasping for air still. Styles gets to his feet and stomps on Karnage...Karnage grabs Styles leg...OH OHH!!! Karnage grabs Style's throat!!!"

[Jack The Sack] "NOOO!!! Do something Antwoin!"

[Clyde Simmons] "CHOKESLAM!!! CHOKESLAM!!! Karnage falls to the ground as Styles lies motionless int he middle of the ring! What a turnaround!!! Both men are down...the ref just looks in shock and starts to count the 10!....1........2....."

[Jack The Sack] "This is not good...this ISNT GOOD!"

[Clyde Simmons] "3.....4.....5...........6.....7....Karnage starts to crawl over to Styles....slowly....8......9.....he goes for the cover...1.....2.....3!!!"

[Jack The Sack] "NOOOOOO!!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "NO WAIT!!! IT WAS ONLY A 2 COUNT!!! The ref singles it was only a 2 count! So close for Karnage!"

[Jack The Sack] "That was too close!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage looks right at the ref in disbelief...Karnage picks Styles up once again....ANOTHER CHOKESLAM!!! THIS HAS TO BE IT!!! ALLS KARNAGE HAS TO DO IS GO FOR THE COVER JACK!!!"

[Jack The Sack] "ANTWOIN!!! COME ON!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Here it is...1......2.........WHAT!!! WHAT!!! KICK OUT BY ANTWOIN STYLES!!! HOW!!? HOW?!"

[Jack The Sack] "YOU just CANT beat Antwoin Styles Karnage...come on Styles!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Karnage starts to nail Antwoin Styles uncontrolablly...finally he stops...and slowly picks up Antwoin Styles...he throws him into the ropes....he goes for a BIG clothesline.....ANTWOIN DUCKS!!! KICK TO THE GUT!! DDT BY ANTWOIN STYLES!!! LISTEN TO THIS CROWD GET INTO THIS MATCH SACK!"

[Jack The Sack] "This is unbelievable."

[Clyde Simmons] "Styles now...ohh what is he doin...he's taunting the crowd here...LOOK KARNAGE is gettin to his feet...Styles turns around....Karnage goes to whip him and OHHH!!! HE HITS THE REF IN ADVERTENTLY!!! The ref is down as Karnage goes for....OH MY GOD!!! LOOK AT THIS!!! KARNAGE BOMB!!!...1.......2......3........but there's no ref...Karnage has the U.S. Title won Jack!!! And you know it!"

[Jack The Sack] "Someone get out here and help!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Looks like your wish is bout to come true cause here comes Brian Styles! He slides in the ring and Karnage sees him!!! CHOKESLAM!!! CHOKESLAM!!! Antwoin Styles rolls out of the ring as Karnage is occupied with Brian Styles...Karnage starts pounding on Brian...Antwoin...oh come on...he's got a chair as he slides in the ring!! Karnage picks Brian up for the KARNAGE BOMB!!! *CRACK* OH COME ON! ANTWOIN STYLES just nailed Karnage with the chair right in the spine.....*CRACK* OH MY GOD!!! RIGHT in the skull of Karnage...."

[Jack The Sack] "Maybe that will knock some sense into Karnage...HAHAHA go for the cover Styles!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The ref starts to get his composer back as Antwoin rolls Brian out of the ring...he goes for the cover!!!"

[Jack The Sack] "COUNT IT REF COME ON!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The ref SLOWLY makes the count......1...................2..................and 3! Damnit...Styles cheated his way to winning this match."

[Jack The Sack] "Cheated shmeated....THATS YOU FIRST EVER MPW U.S. CHAMP CLYDE!"

[Clyde Simmon] "That's what sucks...he didnt deserve it...what a match. Antwoin and Brian walk out as Antwoin holds his newly United States Championship in the air with many boos from this crowd...Karnage lies in the ring with blood pourin out of his head....here come the EMT's now."

Newest member of the MPW Stung is seen in the back as fans have mix reaction towards him. He is confronted by Security at the door as they will not allow him into the building. Stung, looking angered gives them both a look as they still refuse to allow him into the building.

[Security 1] "Hey, who are you?"  

[Stung] "Who am i?? Who am i!?!? You MUST be kidding me, I am the newest and best thing to happen to the MPW, I am STUNG. If you do not know who I am then learn my name quick because I will be running this league very soon whether anyone wants to accept that or not."

[Security 2] "But umm sir, we cannot..."

Security guard 1 cuts him off.

[Secuirty 1] "We can't let you in unless you show proof that you are Stung."

[Stung] "So you *pointing at Security 2* you MUST be this guys BITCH *The fans erupt in laughter and cheers* because you are allowing this guy to talk for you. Wow with shame people. With a lot of shame."  

Just then KEVIN HAWK is seen walking by and sees Stung having trouble at the door. Kevin   immediately goes to the door and begins yelling at the guards.

[Kevin Hawk] "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOLDING UP OUR SUPERSTAR?? DO YOU WANT TO BE FIRED. ALLOW STUNG IN NOW OR ELSE PAY THE CONSEQUENCES."

[Security 1 & 2] "We we were sorry sir. Please it was a rookie mistake. We won't make it again."

[Kevin Hawk] "This better not happen again."

Stung enters the building laughing at the guards as he walks by.

[Kevin Hawk] "Sorry about that and welcome to Midwest Pro Wrestling. I hope you the best time and while your here make yourself at home. Sar Hart will be stopping by the locker room area after to get a word for you, so for the time being relax at watch the show."

The scene cuts to Seth Payne's office...where hes on the phone.

[Seth Payne] "Were glad to have you with MPW Micky, and we know you're worth the money......yes I understand.....oh really........hmmmm.........I see where you're coming from.......yes......so let me get this straight, you want Micky Fandango against Carlos Fandango match at next weeksn Afterburn........and the loser leaves MPW....a Fandango versus Fandango.....sounds intresting....your on. See you next week Micky. Later."

Scene cuts to ringside with Clyde Simmons and Jack The Sack.

[Jack The Sack] "So next week we have Fandango against Fandango...and loser is fired?! WOW....who is this Micky Fandango anyhow?"

[Clyde Simmons] "I've did some research on him Jack...and he's one of the highest ranked England stars overseas....and MPW has signed him to a contract! I can't wait to see him next week!"

Just then the arena goes dark and "Welcome To Hell" hits on the sound system as Slash and Manic appear from the back and head to the ring.

[Clyde Simmons] "Looks like we are gonna see Carlos Fandango in action right now as Slash looks like he's ready to take the soul right out of him."

[Jack The Sack] "This guy is just to weird for me...and that Manic also. Ugh!"

"Greatest Of All Time" by LL Cool J inturupts as Carlos Fandango comes out from the crowd and into the ring.

[Clyde Simmons] "The bell rings quickly as Carlos nails Slash from behind and continues to pounce on him...and send Slash to the mat...

[Clyde Simmons] "The bell rings quickly as Carlos nails Slash from behind and continues to pounce on him...and sends Slash to the mat... Carlos picks Slash up and grabs him by the neck, but Slash brings his arms up and grabs Carlos SMACKS his skull against his own. Carlos falls down and grabs his head in pain!"

[Jack the Sack] "HA! What a rookie!! Doesnt know what Slash can really do!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Slash picks up Carlos and Irish Whips him, Carlos comes flying back from the ropes ONLY to meet a really stiff arm by Slash! Slash taunts the crowd as he grabs Carlos hair while Carlos is still on the ground. Slash climbs onto Carlos back and puts on a sleeper hold! He continues to apply it looks like Carlos is beginning to lose consciousness!"

[Jack the Sack] "Come on Carlos FAINT!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "The referee is trying to talk to Carlos who isn\rquote t responding. He pulls up Carlos arm and drops it!! Again 2!! Now the third time and it could be the end of the match. The ref lifts up his arm and it drops NO!!! Carlos keeps it up as the crowd starts to cheer. He gets up to his feet and starts to give some elbows to Slashs gut and he s free! He runs at the ropes and comes back to Slash who is just recovering from the elbows Carlos goes for a cross-body but NO!! Slash catches him!! And Slash slams him to the mat with a sickening thud. Slash covers Carlos! 1 but Carlos gets the shoulder up!"

[Jack the Sack] "Dammit!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Slash picks up Carlos and throws him into the turnbuckle he goes up to Carlos and starts to throw multiple punches and as Carlos begins to slouch down Slash starts stomping mud holes in Carlos gut ouch! Slash picks up Carlos and suplexs him to the middle of the ring he then walks over to his feet and applies a Figure Four Leg lock!! Carlos writhes in pain and has to resist putting his shoulders onto the mat! He slowly ever slowly creeps toward the left side of the ring.... you can see the pain in his eyes!"

[Jack the Sack] "Tap Dammit, TAP!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Carlos edges, and edges AND FINALLY he makes it to the ropes and Slash has to release the hold the crowd cheers Carlos effort and he gives them the thumbs up as he pulls himself to his feet with help from the ropes he turns around only to meet a boot to the gut and BY GAWD!! THE SLASH!! THE SLASH!! Carlos head meets nothing but canvas! Hes out like a light!! Slash covers him!!"

[Jack the Sack] "Come on, COME ON!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "3!!!! ITS OVER!!! WHAT A MATCH!! Slash wins convincingly!! Whoa! It all ended for Carlos when he gave the crowd the thumbs up, taking his mind off the match!"

[Jack the Sack] "And Slash took the opportunity perfectly!! What a rookie Carlos is!! GoodBYE Carlos!!"

The scene cuts to the back with Andy Jones getting a drink from the concession stand as Seth Payne walks up behind him...Jones turns around and giggles a bit.

[Andy Jones] "What do you want Payne?"

[Seth Payne] "Just came to say...good luck. Cause...Jones...you'll need it."

[Andy Jones] "Luck? Just be lucky I don't kick your ass...tonight, I'm gonna be your first ever World Champion, wether you like it or not."

[Seth Payne] "I'll tell you what Jones...if you become World Champion tonight...I'll personally, let you have your way with me at Afterburn."

[Andy Jones] "Sounds good Payne...start training!"

The scene cuts to Sara Heart in the back standing with both Antwoin and Brian Styles...Antwoin has his United States Championship on his shoulder.

[Sara Heart] "I'm here with the new U.S. Champion and his brother Brian Styles, as Brain prepares for his match against Chami...now Brian, Chami has been talking trash bout you for the last couple weeks...do you think he'll back it up tonight?"

[Brian Styles] "Back it up? Hahaha. Please...the only thing he backs up is his boyfriend Matt Rorabeck's ass. Let's just see if Chami can get a W without his butt buddy here tonight. Half this show as seen some Style...the other half if about to come out...*looks at Antwoin* Now I gotta go head to the ring...I'll catch you later, champ."

[Antwoin Styles] "Hahaha, doesn't that just sound good...I mean it's just Styleish. Now Sara let me ask you a question?"

[Sara Heart] "Umm....okay?"

[Antwoin Styles] "How does it feel to be standing next to the first ever MPW United Sta-"

Just then Antwoin Styles is attacked from behind by Sean Halloway. Halloway slams Styles all over the set as Style starts screaming for help. Halloway continues the assault on Styles and then screams...

[Sean Halloway] "HEY STYLES!!! HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE YOUR ASS KICKED BY THE FUTURE U.S. CHAMP!!! HAHAHA.....*looks at Sara* don't get any thought Heart...this body aint for sale."

Sean Halloway walks away...the scene cuts back to ringside.

[Clyde Simmons] "Well looks like Antwoin Styles run as U.S. Champion might not have been so Styleish so far as he thought it would be Jack."

[Jack The Sack] "That's not right...Why would Halloway do that? I just don't understand."

"Deadly Game" hits as Chami appears from the back with a average pop from the crowd...he walks to the ring slappin each of the fans hands......"Blach & White" by Static X hit's as Brian Styles appears from the back confused as to what happend in the back yet.

[Jack The Sack] "I don't even think Brian knows what happened yet Clyde...so I'm not the only one."

[Clyde Simmons] "Alls I know is that there has been tension between Styles and Chami for quite some time now and..."

"Last Resort" by Papa Roach hits as Matt Rorabeck appears from the back.

[Jack The Sack] "WHAT! WHY IS HE HERE!!! WE HAVEN'T SEEN HIM IN WEEKS?!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Looks like Brian is gonna have his handsful tonight with Matt Rorabeck at ringside."

[Jack The Sack] "This is not fair what so ever...if Antwoin didn't get jumped backstage by Sean Halloway...he'd be out here backing his brother up...this is just not fair."

[Clyde Simmons] "Well the bell sounds as Chami looks at Brian with a smile and they lock up...Rorabeck stand on the outside cheering on his partner Chami. Chami locks in a headlock on Styles, the ref checks and Styles thrusts Chami into the ropes...BIG shoulder block by Styles and Chami smacks the mat...but gets back up instantly...the two lock up once again and Brian nails Chami in the gut....and again, he backs Chami into the corner....*SLAP* BIG CHEST SLAP!!! OUCH AND AGAIN!!! Woooo.....Chami quickly reverses and puts Styles in the corner....*SLAP**SLAP**SLAP*...that has got to hurt."

[Jack The Sack] "Of course it does...you take your shirt off and let me do it to you a couple times."

[Clyde Simmons] "I'd rather not. Thanks though Jack."

[Jack The Sack] "Come on now Styles."

[Clyde Simmons] "Styles rushes out of the corner holding his chest in pain as it looks to be BEAT red. Chami RUNNING BULLDOG TO STYLES! He goes for the quick cover...1....2....KICKOUT!"

[Jack The Sack] "That was too close...but there's no way anyone could win a match this early."

[Clyde Simmons] "I beg to differ....OH! A low blow by Styles and SOMEHOW the ref missed that...man can you hear the boos from this crowd now after Styles used that cheap shot. Man...Styles now....whats this....hes locking in a armbar...as Rorabeck is hollaring at Chami to get out of it...the ref checks out Chami to see if he quits...Chami yells know as Styles smacks his leg across the throat of Chami now...the ref pulls it off and is threating to disqualify Styles."

[Jack The Sack] "Oh come on, the ref has to let that go, I mean that's a Style he's messing with."

[Clyde Simmons] "Don't matter Jack, it's illegal and wrong. Chami lying on the ground and Brian Styles is goin to the top rope...the crowd gets on their feet....as STYLES JUMPS!!! AND OH!!! CHAMI ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY AND STYLES MISSES THE FROG SPLASH ATTEMPT....Styles rolls around holding his stomache as the wind was knocked right out of him.

[Jack The Sack] "That wasn't supposed to happen!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Well Chami made it happen, he aint bout to give up Sack."

[Jack The Sack] "I hope Brian isn't hurt!"

[Clyde Simmons] "Chami crawls over and goes for a cover....1.....NOT even close as Styles kicks out. Rorabeck can't believe it and continues to cheer on Chami....Chami now brings Styles to his feet and Styless quickly irsh whips him into the ropes....Chami jumps for a cross body and Styles pulls the ref infront of him!!!! THE REF WAS JUST CROSS BODIED BY Chami...Chami gets up and can't believe what happened."

[Jack The Sack] "Styles was protecting himself Simmons!"

[Clyde Simmons] "That was cheap by Styles!!! USING the ref to block a move by CHAMI!!! Screw Styles!"

[Jack The Sack] "Settle down Simmons!"

[Clyde Simmons] "CHAMI AND STYLES START EXCHANGING HANGS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RING!!! In comes Matthew Rorabeck from the outside!"

[Jack The Sack] "Hey, HE HAS NO BUSINESS IN HERE!"

[Clyde Simmons] "RORABECK COMES IN AND STARTS TO NAIL STYLES WITH CHAMI.......HE STOPS AND COMES BEHIND CHAMI...........M5!!!!!! M5!!!! RORABECK JUST M5ed HIS PARTNER!!! RORABECK DRAGS STYLES ONTO CHAMI!!!"

[Jack The Sack] "OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA!!! THIS IS GREAT!!!"

[Clyde Simmons] "RORABECK has the ref count....1.......2.........3!!! THATS IT.....BRIAN STYLES HAS WON THE MATCH THANKS TO RORABECK SCREWING HIS SO CALLED FRIEND....THIS IS UNBELIEVABLE!"

The screen cuts to the back where Sara Hart is seen with new superstar Stung. They are sitting down in an exclusive area and they are about to speak.

[Sara Hart]: "Hello Stung. I would just like to welcome you to the MPW and hope you have a great time."

[Stung]: "So many people welcoming me, damn."

[Sara Hart]: "haha yes this is true. But anywho I realize that you came to this event to scout, who are you scouting in particular."

[Stung]: "Well I kno I am the new guy around here but I feel that I should be scouting the heavyweights and wrestlers who see the titles in there arms soon. I think the main event between The Virus Andy Jones and Dragon Rage will be an amazing match and I wouldn't mind going toe to toe with those athletes. They are pinacle athletes but at this point I really don't care. I just wanna step into the ring and start with my debut match and take it one step at a time."

[Sara Hart]: "Strong words, also, I was curious to how you feel about being in this league. Any negative remarks at all?"  

[Stung]: "Nah, havent heard anything and no one has talked shit to me yet. The only people to give me trouble were those ridiculous guards but they will get whats coming to them. I will take this league one step at a time and won't stop til I'm on top."

Stung stops for a second.

[Stung]: "Oh ya Sara please read my undershirt."

Stung lifts up his shirt. 

[Sara Hart]: "While you are reading this, I am staring at your tits."

Stung starts laughing and the whole arena bursts into laughter as Sara turns red blushing mixed with anger. She looks like she was fooled and rightfully so. Stung is laughing but smiles at her.

[Stung]: "They are nice no need to be upset, But i am just yanking your chain don't worry. If you don't mind I would like to end this interview with a little remark. If you don't mind."

[Sara Hart]: "Sure say what you want."  

[Stung]: "Every wrestler in this federation listen to this loud and clear. I am new but don't underestimate me. If you see me walking get out of my way. I am new but i am Stung and I will not rest until I have beaten every single wrestler, and I have demolished all of your souls. I will destroy anyone even Andy Jones and Dragon Rage. You all have no match for me and that is without a question. Please fear me like you fear death and if you do not fear death then fear me like you fear life."

The scene cuts back to ringside.

[Clyde Simmons] "WELL HERE IT IS!!! THE MAIN EVENT!!! MIKE ALSO KNOWN AS DRAGON RAGE AGAINST ANDY THE VIRUS JONES FOR THE MPW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!!"

RING ANNOUNCER: And now, ladies and gentlemen, it is now time to introduce to you…our SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE!!!!

Clyde Simmons: I guess we're all about to find out, aren't we, Jack? Jack the Sack: Yes. And you'll owe me that THOUSAND DOLLARS we bet on! Hahaha!

Clyde Simmons: What the- ? I never…

*There is a couple seconds of silence, then the lights go out. Another couple of seconds of silence occur, and suddenly "Memphisto" by Depeche Mode begins playing over the PA system. Almost immediately, the vast majority of the crowd begins to cheer and stand on its feet, for they recognize the all too familiar and haunting music and the person associated with it. *

Jack the Sack: HAHA! I knew it! I knew it would be him!

*A large "Hum V" truck makes its way through the curtains and slowly down toward ringside. The audience gets even louder. *

RING ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen!! Please welcome…former IWA, UTA, and VWA LEGEND…..from The Deepest Corners of Your Mind…..THE SPECTRE!!!!!!!!!

*The camera zooms in on Spectre inside the truck, that sadistic grin plastered on his face, and deranged eyes staring straight ahead. Uncharacteristically, Spectre is wearing a "do-rag" on his head. Spectre is laughing hysterically as the crowd continues to cheer. *

Clyde Simmons: Well, I'll be damn! Seth Payne and Kevin Hawk really DID get Spectre signed on to officiate this match! I never thought in a million years that-

Jack The Sack: That what, Clyde? That The Spectre would ever agree to do anything when it's associated with the MPW bosses? Hehe…at least they did their homework, and got one of the best and yet sickest bastards in all of wrestling to officiate this match. Spectre is a guy that won't take ANY crap from anybody, especially our so-called "franchise guy" Andy Jones.

*The camera pulls away from Spectre and pans upward to the top hood of the truck, where Spectre pet HYENA, JOHNNY, stands on all fours, barking and yapping. A chain can be seen attached to the collar and running somewhere down into the back of the truck. Spectre finally arrives at the ring, stops the truck, and gets out. He climbs on top of the truck beside Johnny, lets out a huge scream, and raises his hands in the air like claws, and the sounds of thunder, along with flashes from strobe lights litter the entire arena, bringing more screams and cheers from the crowd. Spectre's appearance has changed little since the last time he was seen. He stands a towering 6'8" tall, and still seems to be hovering around the 300+ pound mark. He rips off the standard ref shirt he was given to reveal his usual attire. A dark purple U-neck tanktop shirt with the words "TOTAL DEVESTATION" written in a green "melting" effect, surrounded by a lightning storm design. On the back of the tanktop are two large yellow-glowing eyes with the words "I'M WATCHING YOU" in that same green color, below the eyes. He has a metal chain for a belt, wears fingerless black gloves, and glossy-looking black pants with the word "SPECTRE" down the left pant leg. On the seat of the pants written in a fiery orange, is the word "FREAK". *

Clyde Simmons: Spectre is here in the MPW. And for those that may not know, The Spectre is a very savvy veteran who is respected by many people in the business, and the fans as well. One thing is for sure though, this match we're about to have could possibly get VERY interesting now that The Spectre is part of it. He's such an unstable guy you never know what to expect from him.

Jack the Sack: Yeah, especially now with that do-rag. He has NEVER, in the 10 years he's been in this business worn one. He's always been known for his-

Clyde Simmons: Shhhh! Hold on, Jack. Looks like Spec has grabbed a mike and is going to say something.

Jack The Sack: HAHAHA! This should be REALLY interesting.

*During this time Spectre has gotten down from the truck and wrapped Johnny's chain around one of the ringposts. Most of the crowd continues to cheer and stand on its feet as Spectre goes to the middle of the ring, acknowledges the crowd with the raising of his fist. He then motions for Dragon Rage and Andy "The Virus" Jones to meet him in the middle of the ring. Both DR and "The Virus" are still unsure of what to make of The Spectre. Neither one has encountered him in their career. As DR and The Virus meet in the center, Spectre begins to speak. *

SPECTRE: OK guys! Let's get something straight! In this main event match for the MPW World Title, I AM the referee- not some short middle aged overweight guy in the back. So I don't want any funny business! GET ME?!?! If I DO see EITHER of you pulling some BS I WILL DISQUALIFY your ass and award the match to the other person! If you lay a hand on me, not only will I proceed to punk you out, I will ALSO disqualify you, and award the match to the other person! Is that CLEAR??? *both DR and The Virus nod their heads * Ok, well with that being said I think it's time to start the match. But before you do, I think I'll get comfortable and, hehehehe…. take this rag off my head.

*Spectre takes the do-rag off his head revealing a full head of spiky purple hair. Andy Jones notices it immediately and begins to pitch a fit. Spectre sees this and continues to laugh at The Virus. *

Clyde Simmons: Uh oh! I think we have the culprit who attacked Andy Jones last week. It was The Spectre! But why?

Jack the Sack: I dunno, but crybaby Jones doesn't like it now that he knows Spectre, who is officiating this match is ALSO the man who attacked him last week.

SPECTRE: What's the matter, Andy? Don't you like my HAIR??? Oh, you were attacked by some guy with purple hair, weren't you? Yeah it was me! So what are you going to do about it? NOTHING?!?

*the anger can clearly be seen in The Virus' eyes. *

SPECTRE: I think you said you were going to do something. In case you've forgotten, I HAVEN'T!! Let's go to the videotape! Run that SOB back there!

*The Jumbotron comes on and it is a recent promo of Andy Jones talking backstage with Sara Heart. The video begins to run. *

Video of Andy Jones: But you know what that purple haired freak next time he shows his face in my arena again im going to show him what pain is all about, So get ready!

*video stops *

Jack The Sack: Looks like The Spectre has called Andy Jones' bluff.

SPECTRE: (to Jones) Well??? My face is in YOUR arena!! And in fact… *gets right up in Andy Jones' face *…. MY FACE ….IS IN YOUR FACE!!! So DO SOMETHING, MISTER JONES!!!

*the crowd starts to actually cheer in anticipation of Spectre actually wrestling again. *

Jack the Sack: Alright! An unscheduled match! Go SPECTRE!!

Clyde Simmons: Andy better hold his composure here. He's scheduled to fight Dragon Rage, not Spectre. And if Andy knows what's good for him he want even think of trying to fight Spectre one on one.

*Andy's face is a bright "crimson" ;-) .And it's obvious he wants to punch Spectre square in the face, but he somehow controls his temper. Dragon Rage has been standing there the whole time watching this unfold. Andy Jones takes a couple of steps back. *

SPECTRE: That's right, back off. If you were to hit me, I would have automatically awarded the match to Dragon Rage. At least the belt would be around someone who actually deserved it!! At least Dragon Rage would have spoken more than you. At least Dragon Rage wouldn't have hidden out in his home behind the skirt of his girlfriend like YOU have!! Some "franchise" YOU are! I don't know what the Payback guys were thinking. I've never seen a franchise guy your size. A little SKINNY aren't you? What kind of name is Andy "The Virus" Jones anyway. Sounds like something the local community would name some smelly ass BUM living under the freeway. A bum, much like you, that comes out of hiding every now and then, wreaking of some God-awful stench and so many flies around you the flies have their own zip code! Maybe you should consider working for HOOVER, since you SUCK so much!!

*that brings a moan from the crowd and a few boos as well. Andy is livid and balls his fist up ready to hit The Spectre. *

SPECTRE: GO ahead! Hit me! I'll award the match to Dragon Rage!

*Dragon Rage can be seen and barely heard telling Jones to go ahead and lay Spectre out. Dragon Rage is very emphatic and jumping up and down. This brings a frown upon Spectre's face, and he turns to Dragon Rage, and steps close to him, which makes Dragon Rage stop. *

SPECTRE: And what are YOU so excited about? You think, cause I attacked him last week, it will give you an advantage? Hehehehehehehehe…. Don't think I'm stupid, I'm very well aware of your little "hissy fits" backstage…..MIKEY!! Yeah, I know all about your little "squabble" with the Creative Team. You were acting like such a big shot shooting your mouth off and all that crap! Man, you…you are so dense, you'd argue with a telephone pole!! You think you're something special??? Well, let me fill you in on something, jack…..YOU AIN'T SHIT!!!

*Another groan from the crowd, only this time it's followed by cheers. Dragon Rage, too, begins to get enraged and ball up his fist. *

SPECTRE: Hold on, Mike. Don't get your panties in a wad! You know, that argument that you got into just goes to prove that you're nothing but a punk who needs his ass whipped!! You think you know anything about this business? You think you're all that??? You were warned about your actions and the consequences you might suffer, but you just didn't get it! You like to argue with people you've never seen? Do you even have a clue as to who you were spouting off at the mouth with???? Well, let me give you a clue….. Ummm…. Do you like music??? I do! And one of my favorites bands is called, "The Outfield". They've been around for a while, and well… one of their earliest and popular songs started off with this line……………..Gotta Letter From a Mystery Man….

*Dragon Rage immediately recognizes the tie-in with that line and he glares at Spectre, who feels the need to antagonize Dragon Rage further *

SPECTRE: …still no clue??? Well, WhoDoYouThink you were talking to? Could it be that person had Another Bizarre Name? Should You Be Surprised? Well, if you haven't figured it out yet, it was ME! Yeah, it was me whom you were carrying on with! I'm not a wrestler, eh? I'm not signed on to MPW, eh? I'm not a person who can kick your ass from pillar to post, eh? Well, let's get one thing straight, MIKE! It doesn't matter whether you go by MIKE, or Dragon Rage,

*Spectre turns around and gets right up in Dragon Rage's face *

SPECTRE: … you're still… the same… WHINY… BITCH!!

*the crowd cheers once again, and Dragon Rage is fuming and swearing under his breath. Andy Jones is trying not to laugh, and mainly just listening so as not to anger SPECTRE anymore. *

SPECTRE: And this little…"identity change" you're going through? I don't think you've quite got the name down right. So let me, as a member of the Creative Team, suggest another name that I'm sure everybody will cheer with approval. Clyde Simmons: Uh oh! This ought to be good. Spectre is known for his one-liners.

*Dragon Rage steps closer listening intently as the crowd begins to cheer, and that devious grin grows bigger and bigger on Spectre's face. *

SPECTRE: Ladies and gentlemen!!! In this corner, weighing 235 pounds, from the country of Canada, here is…… LA P*SSY, EH??!!!!!! YEAH!!!!!

*Spectre laughs as does the crowd as they roar with approval. Dragon Rage can no longer contain his anger, and he charges after Spectre. But before he can, Andy Jones tackles him to the ground and starts punching away on DR. The bell rings to FINALLY start the match. *

Clyde Simmons: Oh! And there we go! This match to crown the first MPW Champion is underway. Andy Jones whaling away on Dragon Rage. Dragon Rage is having to shield his face with his arms.

Jack the Sack: And that crazy freak isn't doing anything about it? Get in there, Spec! Those are closed fists!

Clyde Simmons: I thought you were happy to see Spectre officiating this match.

Jack the Sack: I was. I mean, I AM. Just as long as he's fair. I mean, later on he's got to let whip Andy's ass with, say, uh, a lead pipe or something, and not do anything about it.

*Dragon Rage manages to push Andy off of him, only for Andy to tackle Dragon Rage down again. Spectre just stands there laughing as the two roll around in the ring. *

Jack The Sack: So let me get this straight, Clyde. Spectre has gotten into various tussles with both guys….. and HE'S the referee as well??

Clyde Simmons: It appears so. Spectre just arrived in MPW and already has started the mind games. What kind of psychological effect will this have on Andy Jones and Dragon Rage? Jones and rage now, rolling all the way to the edge and falling to the outside. They're still going at it!

Jack the Sack: Now why in the hell isn't Spectre doing anything?

Clyde Simmons: He is, Jack. He's telling them both to get back in the ring, but they aren't listening. Spectre now coming around the opposite site near the timekeeper and reaches for a….cooler?? Spectre picks up the cooler and is coming back around to Jones and Dragon Rage….And HE JUST DUMPED A COOLER FULL OF ICE WATER ALL OVER THEM!!!

*Both men are in shock and angered as they look up at Spectre, who is screaming at them and demanding that they get back in the ring. They wipe the water out of their face and eyes and glare over at Spectre who just glares back. Dragon Rage is a little slower at getting ni the ring, so Spectre just kicks him in the rear to try and get him in faster. *

Jack the Sack: Spectre better watch himself. There's only so much Dragon Rage can take before he snaps.

Clyde Simmons: We've already seen how much, or how little Dragon Rage can take. And you and I both know, Jack, that this is a mind game that Spectre is playing. Both men in the ring, and Andy Jones grabs Dragon's arm and tries to dislocate the shoulder. Dragon still glaring over at Spectre. Dragon looks at Jones, grabs his arm with a twist, and delivers a devastating short arm clothesline nearly knocking Jones out of his shoes. Dragon looking down at Jones, now at Spectre, and he STOMPS on Jones' throat!!! There was no call for that!! And Spectre is there to warn Dragon. Now why in hell would you want to taunt Spectre like that. Spectre has a short fuse, and Dragon better learn not to mess with him. Dragon now pulling Jones to his feet, Irish whip to the ropes, another clothesline attempt and a duck underneath by Jones. Jones off the ropes, and connects with a forearm to the bridge of the nose. Dragon down, a pin attempt. Spectre gets in position. One,…..Two….and Dragon kicks out. Jones keeping up the pace pulls Dragon up, hitting him in the back with that forearm a few times. Jones now send Dragon to the ropes. Jones leaping in the air, and catches Dragon with a beautiful hurricarana!! Jones hooks the legs…..One, …..Two, ….. and again Dragon kicks out.

Jack the Sack: Jones is going to have to do more than a piddly little hurricarana to beat Dragon.

Clyde Simmons: Jones trying to keep this match fast paced and he grabs Dragon's leg, and wraps his own legs around it in a grapevine, trying to keep the slightly larger Dragon immobile. Dragon trying to get out of the hold but unable. Dragon trying to kick Jones but Spectre is right there to warn him. Dragon looking around trying to stretch his hand out to the ropes, but they are too far. Dragon now using his power to pull himself toward the ropes. Dragon now at the ropes but Jones refuses to let go. Spectre warning Jones, and Dragon pulls himself all the way to the outside, and pulls Jones' throat right into the bottom rope!!!

Jack the Sack: Haha!! That will make Jones let go.

Clyde Simmons: Dragon using the ropes to his full advantage, and he may have done some serious damage to Andy's throat.

*Dragon gets to his feet, reaches for Andy's foot, and yanks him to the floor outside the ring. *

Jack the Sack: Muhuhuhuahaha!! You see the way Dragon just tossed Jones around like a rag doll? There's no way in hell Jones is going to win this match!

Clyde Simmons: Jones right now is definitely being manhandled by Dragon, who still can't seem to keep from glaring over at Spectre.

Jack the Sack: I'd be glaring over at Spectre too if he verbally abused me like that. Sheesh!!

Clyde Simmons: Dragon pulling Andy up by the hair, and tosses him up over his shoulder. Dragon coming around the other side, and looks like he might be attempting to drop him face first on the steel steps! Wait! Spectre beat Dragon to the other side and is standing on the steel steps and is ordering Dragon to get back in the ring. Spectre and Dragon arguing, and Dragon just sneers at Spectre and walks the opposite direction. Oh no! Dragon is going to introduce Andy Jones skull to the steel ringpost!! Dragon with a full head of steam, but Andy slides off of Dragon's shoulder and pushes Dragon shoulder first into the ringpost!! And that may have changed the tide of this match in the early goings on. Dragon writhing in pain, hold his right shoulder! Andy climbs on the apron waiting for Dragon. Dragon turns around, and Andy leaps off the apron, catching him in a hurricarana outside the ring!!!! Listen to the crowd!!!

Jack the Sack: Now that's not fair! Spectre should disqualify Jones or count him out of the ring!

Clyde Simmons: Andy pulls Dragon to his feet, propping him up against the security barrier, and a …….whoooooooo…knifeedge chop across that injured shoulder of Dragon's. And another!! Dragon now being heaved into the ring, and quick as a cat, Andy up on the arpon, and slingshots himself over the top rope, and down on Dragon with a splash. Oh, wait, the cover. One,…..Two,… Th-. Dragon gets his shoulder up. Both men getting to their feet. Dragon with a wild swing, misses, gets turned around into the clutches of Andy Jones, who drops him down to the canvas with a back drop! Another pin attempt…One,…..Two,….Thr-! Oh, how close was that! Jones keeping this match fast paced! Andy quickly to his feet, with a stomp to the gut on Dragon, now grabs Dragon's legs. He flips overnear Dragon's head bringing Dragons legs near his head. A THIRD pin attempt!! One,…..Two,….. Thr! No, no! Dragon kicks out yet again! Both guys to their feet once more. Andy tries a collar and elbow tieup, but there's a thumb to the eye by Dragon, which brings Spectre over to warn Dragon of his illegal move. Dragon seeming to ignore Spectre who continues to yell at him. Dragon has Jones by the hair….and he just flipped Spectre off!! That might be a bad mistake by Dragon there. Dragon sends Andy to the ropes, and he delivers a high knee to Andy's head! Andy crashed to the mat, and Dragon is there for the pin attempt!

*Dragon pins Andy and hooks the leg, but Spectre stays where he is in the corner, looking over at Dragon. Dragon looks around for Spectre, and motions for him to come make the count, but Spectre just crosses his arms and continues to stare at Dragon. *

Jack the Sack: What the hell is that freak's problem?? He's playing favorites and cheating Dragon Rage out of the World Title!

Clyde Simmons: Dragon not happy at all, and he gets up and goes over to talk to Spectre, who just turns his head away and waves his hand as if to say, 'shoo fly! Don't bother me!' Dragon is seething mad, and he goes back over to Andy, and proceeds to kick him in the chest several times! Another pin attempt!! But Spectre isn't budging! Dragon to his feet, looks over at Spectre and down at Andy. He grabs Andy's legs, and kicks Andy in the groin area!!

Jack the Sack: Oh, NOW Spectre comes to life and out of that corner!

Clyde Simmons: Dragon and Spectre having a war of words, and looks like Andy is slowly crawling over toward Dragon, who is still in a heated exchange with Spectre. Andy now over to Dragon, reaches up and tries to roll Dragon up, but Dragon his trying to maintain his balance……. AND SPECTRE JUST THUMPED DRAGON IN THE FOREHEAD WITH HIS FINGER!!! Dragon falls, Andy with a rollup!!! Spectre quickly over, One,.. Two,..Thre-!!!! Almost a three!!!!!

Jack the Sack: See! I told you that sicko is playing favorites! He can't count for Dragon, but he sure as hell can count for The Virus!

Clyde Simmons: Andy now over on Dragon, and applies a side headlock on the ground, and now wraps his legs around Dragon's waist. Looks like he's trying to wear down Dragon, while at the same time trying to get back much of the energy he's lost as well. Spectre back over in the corner, watching this, but making sure Andy doesn't turn that into a blatant chokehold. Andy still has the headlock applied, almost a variation of a sleeperhold, and it seems to be wearing Dragon down. This match has really slowed down, and Spectre almost seems mesmerized by the hold Andy has on Dragon. Dragon trying to move around a bit, trying to figure a way out of the hold, but Andy has it cinched in. Dragon can't get to his feet, cause Andy has position his body to make it awfully difficult for Dragon to get to his feet.

Jack the Sack: Hey, look it, Clyde! Spectre is falling asleep!

*Spectre can be seen sitting in the corner, his eyes opening and shutting, and his head doing that "head bob".*

Clyde Simmons: Looks like Spectre isn't impressed with this match. Andy sees this, and switched to another maneuver. He quickly applies a camel clutch to Dragon, pulling back on the chin, trying to wear Dragon down even more.

*camera switches back to Spectre who looks to be almost asleep. *

Clyde Simmons: And I think our Special Referee has gotten totally bored with this match and has decided to take a nap! Jones shaking his head, releases the hold and goes over to Spectre to wake him up. He shakes Spectre's shoulder, and Spectre seems startled. Andy telling him to pay attention, and he goes back over to work on Dragon, and applies an STF!!

*Spectre lays down in the corner in a fetal position, and falls back asleep again. *

Clyde Simmons: I don't see how Spectre can sleep at a time like this! The title is up for grabs and Andy The Virus Jones has Dragon right where he wants him! Andy with that STF locked in and Dragon is in pain!! This crowd is on fire! Andy pulling back farther and farther, not much more Dragon can take!!

*Dragon starts tapping out *

Clyde Simmons: And, YES!! Dragon has tapped out!! He's tapping!

Jack the Sack: But the thing is, the Special Referee hasn't seen it yet! C'mon, Dragon Rage!! You can do it! Get out of that hold!! Just don't let Spectre see you tapping out!

Clyde Simmons: Andy Jones has technically won this match, but Spectre is in dreamland over in the corner! Andy looking over at Spectre and is very angry, but refuses to let go of Dragon! Dragon fading fast! He's almost being knocked unconscious with the STF!! The crowd is getting louder and louder, and I don't see how Spectre can sleep through this noise!

*The camera shows Spectre still lying on the canvas with his back to the action, with a strange smile plastered on his face. He slowly opens one eye, and sees the camera focused on him, and he quickly closes his eye up again. *

Jack the Sack: Haha! Did you see that? He's faking it! Spectre is playing possum!

Clyde Simmons: Make up your damn mind whether you are for Spectre or against him, will ya? You know, it's a shame a guy like Andy Jones is going to get screwed here tonight cause Spectre HAD to play his mind games!

Jack the Sack: Sounds like I'm not the only one who needs to make up my mind.

Clyde Simmons: Andy Jones sweating profusely as he still has that hold locked in, and it looks like Dragon has been knocked out! Andy looking over at Spectre, and Andy has had enough. He goes to the outside, and gets a second cooler, and brings it into the ring. He pours the whole container of ice water on Spectre, who, not surprisingly, awakens very fast. Andy is livid and trying to tell Spectre what ha happened, and tried to get him to come over to check on Dragon. But Spectre looks like a man possessed! Look at his eyes! He's about to kill somebody!

*Spectre just picked up that cooler, and is walking over to Andy Jones, who is demanding that Spectre count Dragon down! But Spectre just glares down at Andy like he's crazy. *

Clyde Simmons: Why in the world is Spectre doing this? Why? Andy back to his feet, and is screaming at Spectre, and telling him to snap out of it. HE JUST SLAPPED SPECTRE!! Oh, my God, Andy! That was NOT the right thing to do! Spectre steeping back a bit, rubs his left jaw with his right hand, and looks at his hand. Andy still screaming at Spectre, now turns his back to go to Dragon,…. AND SPECTRE JUST CLOCKED ANDY JONES IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH THAT COOLER!!!

Jack the Sack: Alright, Spectre, my man!!!

Clyde Simmons: This is a travesty of justice here! Spectre may have knocked Andy Jones out, and Spectre isn't done. Spectre pulls Jones limp body up. Spectre placing Jones head between his knees! Spectre lifting Jones up by his waist, over his head in a crucifix position. Oh, no! Not the GUILLOTINE! No! Spectre has a hold of both Andy's arms! Spectre now positioning his forearms under Andy's neck….And Spectre drops to one knee, and brings the back of Andy's neck crashing down on Spectre's shoulder!!!!

*the crowd, who had been booing, begins booing even louder. (No, they don't throw trash in the ring. That's overdone, too) Spectre rolls a lifeless Andy Jones to the edge of the apron, then kicks him out. He begins laughing sadistically as he slowly begins to count to 10. *

Clyde Simmons: You know, Spectre has done some things in his career, but this might rank up there with some of the WORST things he has done. For him to come in here and cheat Andy Jones, a young man, still not in the prime of his career and a great future ahead of him, to be screwed like this by a veteran, who should know better than to act like this, is just the biggest bunch of bullcrap I have ever seen.

*Dragon Rage begins to stir as Spectre is up to "4" in his count. *

Jack the Sack: Don't worry, Clyde. It's not all bad. At least Dragon Rage is going to win! Woohoooo!

Clyde Simmons: Dragon still feeling the effects from that STF applied to him earlier, and he doesn't have a clue as to what's going on.

*Dragon Rage stumbles around the ring and sees Andy Jones unconscious on the outside, and is perplexed at how he got there in the first place. He then hears Spectre say, "SIX", and realizes he's counting Andy out. *

Clyde Simmons: Looks as though Dragon knows what's going on now! He's jumping up and down like he won the lottery! He counting along with Spectre, right up at the ropes, while Spectre is over in the corner counting. SEVEN…… EIGHT……. NINE………

Jack the Sack: TEN!!!!! He got counted out! Andy got……….

*Camera shows Dragon Rage jumping for joy, but then he notices Spectre. The camera cuts to Spectre's hands, which are above his head, and balled up in fists. *

Jack the Sack: What the??? What is going on? Andy has been counted out, hasn't he?

Clyde Simmons: Not officially. I think Spectre is refusing to count to TEN. He won't raise ten fingers to make it official! Boy, Spectre has been playing mind games all night with these guys!

*Dragon Rage goes over to Spectre and give him orders and you can hear him yelling, 'Count to 10 you SOB before I put a foot up your ass!!! *

Jack the Sack: Do it, Dragon Rage! Don't let that wacko screw you out of the World Title!

Clyde Simmons: Oh, brother! I don't think that was the right thing to say to Spectre.

*Spectre slowly lowers his fists and puts his hands in his pockets *

Clyde Simmons: Dragon Rage still yelling at Spectre. This crowd very confused at what is going on. They want to boo Spectre for screwing Andy Jones out of his title shot, but they also want him to deck Dragon Rage.

DRAGON RAGE: You sonofabitch! If you're not going to count Andy Jones out, then I'll have to give your ass a beating!! Veteran or not!!

SPECTRE: Go ahead! Try it! I DARE YOU! In fact, why don't you climb the top turnbuckle and try to knock me off my feet with one of those AMAZING missile dropkicks of yours!

Clyde Simmons: Sounds like a challenge to me!!

Jack the Sack: Don't do it, Dragon! He's baiting you in to disqualify you!

Clyde Simmons: Looks like Dragon wants to take up Spectre's offer. He's starting to climb the turnbuckle! He's at the top!!

*Spectre pulls out something from his pocket, and sprays it in DR's eyes, causing DR to slip and straddle the turnbuckle. *

Clyde Simmons: He baited him alright! Right into a trap! Looks like Dragon may go for a ride on the SUPERPLEX from HELL!! Spectre standing up on the top turnbuckle, and they BOTH go crashing to the mat!! Dragon seems to be lifeless, but Spectre sits up and is smiling, and this crowd loves it!! Spectre over to Dragon Rage, lifts him up, and delivers a GUILLOTINE to him as well!! Spectre now heaving Dragon Rage over the top rope!

*Spectre laughs and he gets a mike from the timekeeper's table. *

SPECTRE: Guess what, everybody! La Pussy, Eh? ……told me to count to ten!! So, that's EXACTLY what I'm gonna do! READY????? OneTwoThreeFourFiveSixSevenEightNineTen!!!! RING THE BELL!!!!!!

Jack the Sack: What?!? Tell me what just happened here!

Clyde Simmons: I don't know, Jack. I- I think Spectre has counted BOTH MEN out!! How is that for a shocker!!

Jack the Sack: Well, who's got the championship??? Who's the winner??

Clyde Simmons: SPECTRE HAS CLEAN THE RING OF BOTH ANDY JONES AND DRAGON RAGE !!! WHAT DO YOU THINK?!?!

*the lights go out *

Jack The Sack: What is going on here???

*"Sonne" by Rammstien hits fire erupts from the entranceway and red strobe lights flash off and on at the entrance ramp a figure steps from behind the curtain. *

Clyde Simmons: WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!

Jack The Sack: Who in the world is this??

*The figure steps slowly down the rampway Spectre turns to him and sneers coldly at the figure he then cracks a sinister smile watching the figure make his way toward the ring. *

Clyde Simmons: It appears Spectre knows this mystery man. The lights seem to be slowly coming back on. This mystery figure has gotten to the steps.

* He stops at the steps and slowly raises his head. The lights come back on. *

Clyde Simmons: OH.....MY......GOD!!

Jack The Sack: That can't be who I think it is??? TELL ME I AM IMAGINING THIS!!

Clyde Simmons: ITS...................CRIMSON LORD!!! MY GOD CRIMSON LORD HAS COME TO THE MPW!!!! I thought Spectre was a shocker but also Crimson Lord??? My God!! The MPW keeps getting stronger and stronger!!

Jack The Sack: I can't believe my eyes look at the size of him!! He steps over the top ropes like its just a little step.

Clyde Simmons: We could have a confrontation here. The past between Spectre and Crimson Lord is very shaky. Crimson has never really gotten along with Spectre. We could see a pre-empted match here.

Jack The Sack: Crimson is asking for a mic. The announcer hands him one and he takes it. He looks out into the crowd. Why are they booing this man he is a legend in this sport!!

Clyde Simmons: I agree there but this man has done some sick travesties in his career as well. Crimson gets face to face with Spectre. Crimson stares down at Spectre the two have not blinked. Listen to the crowd they want to see the match. Wait a minute Crimson raises the mic to his mouth.

Crimson Lord: I have only got one thing to say to you Spectre, and I am only going to say this once...................................What the hell took you so long to beat the shit out of Dragon Rage!!?? Any longer, and I would have had to get my hands contaminated with that piece of shit!

Jack The Sack: SPECTRE AND CRIMSON LORD ARE ON THE SAME PAGE?? THIS IS GREAT!!!

Clyde Simmons: But why is this???

Crimson Lord: Its amazing when we are sooo "Creative"!!

*Spectre laughs and Crimson cracks a grin. *

Clyde Simmons: Wait a minute! They could not be.....the MPW Creative Team could they???

Jack The Sack: No way!!

Clyde Simmons: Crimson is backing away from Spectre. What is he going to do now?

*He backflips over the top rope and lands on his feet.

Clyde Simmons: Man, Crimson Lord has some agility for a man his size. Now he is standing over Dragon Rage.

Jack The Sack: Crimson looks disgusted with Dragon Rage.

*Crimson takes a knee by Dragon Rage. *

Crimson Lord: As my "shadow" looms over you Mike or whoever the hell you are this week. I can only hope but to think of you and KARNAGE at Afterburn. I am also so delighted that a loser like you or Jones are not going to walk out of this hunk of rotten cheese town Milwaukee, Wisconsin!

*big chorus of boos, Spectre climbs out of the ring, he walks around to the announce table and snatches the MPW World Championship. As He heads back toward Crimson's direction he steps on top of Jones back like he was not even there and walks around the post and looks toward Jones and Mike with a evil grin as he holds the MPW World Championship in the air.*

SPECTRE: I have personally taken the MPW World Championship away from you and Jones, MIKEY! Funny thing is there is not a damn thing you or Jones can do about it Hehehehehehehe!!!

Clyde Simmons: There is not going to be a winner here!!!!! We STILL do not have an MPW World Champion! What kind of authority does Crimson Lord actually have!!!??

Jack The Sack: HA HA HA!! This is great! Neither one of those guys will be champion! HA HA HA HA!!!

*Sonne by Rammstein hits once more as Crimson stands up and back tracks from Mike who is still trying to get up. Crimson takes the MPW World Title from Spectre and the two backtrack up the entrance ramp when they reach the top they both raise their hands in the air to a chorus of boos. *

Clyde Simmons: MAN WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN AT AFTERBURN!! With Spectre and now Crimson Lord in the MPW what can they possibly have planned for the MPW World Championship???

Jack The Sack: This has been one hell of a night!!!

Clyde Simmons: FANS WE ARE OUT OF TIME WILL SEE YOU AT AFTERBURN!!!!