[Opening credits]

Charlie Watkins – Live from Rickwood Field in Birmingham, Alabama, this is Sunday Night Shockwave! I’m Charlie Watkins and with me as always is Terry Hogan.

Terry Hogan – I can’t wait for tonight, Charlie! We’re going to see a new Spotlight Champion crowned and a classic confrontation for the Heavyweight Title.

[The prodigy mix of Methodmans 'Release Yo'delf echoes around the arena. A yellowish hue lights the entrance as ... after a pause Ebony emerge from the back. She moves forward, her head bowed as if in thought ... before pausing at the entrance. She wears a sombre black roll neck pullover and black jeans. She raises her head then begins the walk to the ring. She pauses mid walk to give the eye to a few people giving her the bird. She reaches the ring ... climbs the steel steps and ducks under the bottom rope. She pulls out a mic and stands addressing the crowd.

Ebony: So Brian Williams really thinks ... that I am JUST another employee. He thinks that he can put me off [Ebony pauses and turns to face the other side of the ring] and I will just sit there and take it. Well jerkoff [Ebony puts up her hand and movers her head from side to side] you can think again ... because after what happened to Lawrence this last week ... it may be in your interest to pencil in that meeting.

[At that moment the crowd react as 'Luscious' Lawrence Rhodes emerges from the back. Rhodes stands as always looking out into crowd, but the usual bubbly personality is missing ... to be replaced by a large thick white neck brace that he wears. He has a forlorn look as he begins his walk to the ring.]

Ebony: You see Brian ... if I may be so familiar ... as an employee of Stars Wrestling Limited, I ... like all of my working colleagues ... would expect certain standards of health and safety at work .. and that includes safe passage to the damn car ... without being hit by a truck

[Great Crowd pop]

[Rhodes is now at ringside. He seems to stagger up the steel steps before wincing with pain as he enters through the ropes.]

Ebony: Because Brian, that's a god given right of every employee in the United States today, and what Billy Rock did to Lawrence contravenes those VERY rights and as such means that someone's gonna pay.

[Lawrence Rhodes stands just behind Ebony as she speaks. He stands with his eyes shut .. breathing quite heavily.]

Ebony: So there we have it ... Billy Rock ... I hope your watching. You see Lawrence has spent the last week lying in a hospital bed, with the best neck consultants ... who are on the best neck consultants money I might add, looking at any future involvement in this sport that he may have. Billy, your actions ... were once again ... childish, immature ... the list goes on. But ... and its a very big BUTT ... we put our heads together and for the sake of the SWL fans ... who have come here tonight to see the Luscious One, Lawrence is prepared to don his leopard skin tabard and walk that aisle once more.

[Rhodes opens his eyes as the words echo around the arena. A look of concernover his face.]

Ebony: And then Billy ... we move on. Onto the Grand Archduke himself ... Johnny the Spade. Now month after month the whole of the western world has had to listen to the chronicle according to Master Spades. Well Spades its time to file that in the bottom draw, along side your sexual frustrations...bitch. [Ebony breaks and gives a little smile] Cause whether you like it, Brian Williams likes it ... Bill Rock likes it ... 'Luscious' Lawrence Rhodes will be the man to take the SWL into the proper new Millennium.

[Ebony turns to face Rhodes, who continues to look concerned. She holds the ropes open for him and they exit to the back.]

Charlie Watkins – Ebony speaking volumes.

Terry Hogan – She’s giving everyone around her a fair warning of what might happen in the future.

Charlie Watkins – Well, let’s get set right now for our first bout of the evening.

"Loverboy" Brent Welch vs. Benjamin Beautiful vs. Jack Mannon

[Rebel Yell by Billy Idol plays over the speakers, bringing the crowd to their feet. Brian Williams makes his way to the ring. He receives a microphone from Anna Dea.]

Terry Hogan – What’s President Williams doing out here?

Charlie Watkins – It looks like he has something to say.

Williams – Throughout its existence, the SWL has been known for having some of the hardest working athletes in the business. We’ve seen men put their health, their careers, hell…their very lives at risk for the entertainment of the fans. With that in mind, I expect a certain level of work ethic from every SWL employee, be they a wrestler, manager, or administrator. But I have been informed that the three participants in this match tonight, Benjamin Beautiful, Jack Mannon, and Brent Welch, have decided to no-show the event tonight. This is the latest in a long history of negligence of duties exhibited by all three men. Now, my first reaction would be to fire all three of them on the spot. But we are a corporation, and firing is expensive. No, they won’t be fired. What will happen though, is their jobs will become so unpleasant for them that they will either voluntarily quit or shape up. Either way, I don’t care. Starting now, those three men are on my sh*t list.

[Williams drops the mike and exits to the back.]

Terry Hogan – Wow. The Prez isn’t taking any guff.

Charlie Watkins – Can you blame him? Their work ethic right now is an embarrassment.

Anna Dea – The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming down the aisle, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 258lbs, Jarred Varsity!

[The lights fade to blackness across the whole arena. Anticipation grows across the arena as the crowd’s heads turn towards the entranceway. "Prosthetics" by Slipknot starts up and, after several seconds, Jarred Varsity steps through the curtains to a fine reaction from the crowd. He is dressed in black and red wrestling tights and has a black T-shirt on which reads "Varsity Equals Victory". His long, blonde hair falls across his clean-cut face as he stands still at the top of the aisle. After soaking in some of the cheers, Varsity begins to make his way towards the ringside. He does so slowly, focusing his attentions on the match ahead of him. You can see him silently speaking to himself as he reaches the ringside area. He partly walks around the ring before stopping and clambering up onto the ring apron. With a look of concentration and determination on his face, he looks into the eyes of the audience, which react well. He then steps through the middle ropes and proceeds to climb up to the second turnbuckle of one of the corners. Varsity salutes the crowd by lifting both arms in the air. He then steps down and walks across to the opposite side, where he proceeds to do the same. Finally, he whips his T-shirt off his back and hurls it into the crowd. He walks over to Anna Dea and requests the microphone).

JV – I thought that considering that everybody else in the locker room likes the sound of their own voices, I thought that I’d better add my name to the list. But, seriously, I have some things to get off my chest and I hope that the person that I want to speak to is listening loud and clear.

(Varsity circles the ring and hears the chant of "Varsity", Varsity").

JV – Lawrence Rhodes!!! Ebony!!! (crowd boos and a smile comes across Varsity’s face).

JV – The new boy wants your attention. You see, every week you two come down to the ringside, grab a microphone and proceed to bore everybody close to death. You like to talk about entertainment and about stocks rising and… (Yawns, drawing laughs from the crowd).

JV - …sorry, falling and everybody in the arena is thinking "Why don’t that two cent bitch and the English Patient just shut their mouths and give their asses a rest!!!" Entertainment is Jarred Varsity’s middle name and it’s what I do best. You see, you two have got to be careful about what you say because you never know who you’re going to offend. If you want me to be only an entertainer, I can be that, but, you know, I’m no dancer… (Does some tap dancing moves, causing the crowd to cheer ).

JV – I’m no prancer… (Varsity grabs Anna Dea around the waist and starts to ballroom dance with her around the ring. Crowd cheers louder as Anna bursts into laughter and applause).

JV – And I’m certainly no chancer… (His face turns serious as he motions for the camera to draw near). JV – But, Lawrence and Ebony, I want you two to turn your attentions to the nearest TV monitor and listen very carefully indeed. What I am is a DAMN FINE WRESTLER… (crowd cheers).

JV - …who is more than willing, if Brian is ready to do the paperwork, to come down to the ring, next Sunday, on the last ShockWave of the year. Once in the ring, I want you and your pole dancing freak of a girlfriend to follow me into the ring and I will proceed to entertain the way only Jarred Varsity can do. The "entertainment" will be me doing my best to knock some sense into your dumb fat ass and Ebony’s even fatter baby red cheeks. (crowd cheers and a smile breaks out across Varsity’s face).

JV – Now, onto tonight, and Big D. Who’s scared of the Big Bad Wolf? Not I. So I want you to drag your overweight Burger King chomping, Big Apple munching, Big Diaper wearing waste of space body and show me the reason why you deserved a World Title shot a few weeks back. (crowd cheers and Varsity turns to hand the microphone back to Anna. Suddenly, he remembers something and draws away, holding his hand out in apology to Anna, who smiles sweetly back at him).

JV – By the way, big man, not only does Varsity equal victory, but it also equals Viciousness and Virtuosity so, unlike Kur…(stops himself saying the name and shudders at the thought)…his three I’s, I folllow my three V’s and it’s a very strict following. So bring it on, Big D, let JV show you how E-asy it is to whip you halfway to heaven and halfway to hell and all the way to your worst nightmare. (crowd cheers as Varsity drops the microphone and prepares for his match)

Anna Dea – His opponent, from the Dungeon of Devastation, weighing in at 400 pounds, "Big D" Devastation!

[Morphine by Michael Jackson blares over the arena sound system as the lights in the arena dim. A huge spotlight focuses on the entrance curtain as "Big D" Devastation makes his way out into the arena. Big D walks slowly and methodically to the ring.]

Charlie Watkins – Now that Big D has had experience in the limelight, what kind of approach do you think he’ll take towards Jarred Varsity?

Terry Hogan – I don’t know, but I do know that Varsity is going to have to keep moving around and take the big man off his feet or he’ll have no chance.

[Varsity avoids Big D’s attempt at a collar and elbow tie up and goes behind him with a wasitlock. He sweeps Big D off his feet and lays several shots into the back of his head, getting up quickly to taunt the big man. Big D takes another swing at Varsity and Varsity ducks, stinging Big D with several dancing jabs. Finally, Big D catches one and lifts Varsity over his shoulders with a Somoan Drop.]

Charlie Watkins – Jarred Varsity might have gotten a little cocky there.

Terry Hogan – "Might have?"

[Big D whips Varsity into the corner and charges in with a body avalanche. He executes a high hip-lock takeover and comes off the ropes slowly to attempt a leg drop. Varsity moves out of the way. Varsity dumps Big D out of the ring.]

Charlie Watkins – Look out! They’re coming our way.

[Varsity lines up Big D and performs an awesome suicide dive through the ropes that takes Big D into the security railing. The crowd roars with approval. Varsity picks Big D up and rolls him into the ring.]

Terry Hogan – Did you see that, Charlie?

Charlie Watkins – That suicide dive is quickly becoming one of the more popular moves in the eyes of the fans.

[Varsity hooks Big D’s massive body with a reverse headlock and spins both of them around, delivering a spinning neckbreaker.]

Charlie Watkins – Classic Touch!

[Varsity makes the pin…1…2…3!]

Anna Dea – Here is your winner, Jarred Varsity!

Charlie Watkins – And Jarred Varsity picks up an impressive win over Big D.

Terry Hogan – He’s looking to quickly climb the ladder here in the SWL.

Anna Dea – The following contest is a Three Way Match scheduled for one fall. It will determine the undisputed Spotlight Champion. Introducing first, the special guest commentator, the SWL Quasar Champion, "The Russian Bear" Nikita Morosov!

[Morosov makes his way to the ring with the Quasar and Spotlight belts strapped over each of his shoulders. He takes a seat at the announcer’s table and shakes the hand of Terry Hogan.]

Terry Hogan – Welcome, Mr. Morosov.

Morosov – It’s a pleasure to grace your presence once again, Terry.

Charlie Watkins – If I may ask, why are you out here exactly?

Terry Hogan – Hey! Show some respect to the double champion here.

Charlie Watkins – He’s only a double champion until the end of this match.

Morosov – Well, unlike my previous commentating spots, I am not out here to interfere. I am simply here to present the winner of this match with this [taps the Spotlight belt]. That is all, cross my heart and hope to die.

Anna Dea – The participants, introducing first…["Open your Eyes" by Guano Apes starts to play over the PA system.] hailing from Chicago, Illinois, and weighing in at 263 pounds… here is… JOHN STEEEEELE!!!

[Steele parts the curtain to a roof-shaking ovation. He is wearing his usual ripped blue tights, along with a black leather jacket with the Statue of Liberty printed on the back. He is wearing his red Santa hat and the beard from his previous costume. He makes his way down to the ring fairly slowly, slapping some high fives with the fans as he goes. He slides into the ring and takes the mike from Anna Dea.]

John Steele: HO - HO - HO. Santa is coming to the SWL, and he brings a bag full of gifts for two young boys ... erhhh .. let's see .... Never Applicated and .... Mop Squeeze. Boys ... Santa brings you a bag full of asskicking.

[Big crowd pop.]

John Steele: And Santa won't eat some cookies. No, he will take that golden belt over there and then ride home in his red-white and blue Dodge Viper.

[Another crowd pop.]

John Steele: Times may have changed, but I'm here to do what I'm getting paid for, and that's kicking you two miserable wanna-be wrestlers around the ring, and then some more. And then this spot around my waist that has been empty since I left wrestling will finally again be filled, when I take that SWL Spotlight title.

[Crowd pops.]

Morosov – He’s going to need more than just talk to take it.

Anna Dea – His opponent, from Austrailia, weighing in at 315 pounds, MOB Squad!

["Toxic" by Crazy Town begins to play over the speakers, as the arena goes black. Red Pyro then shoots up as the lights come back on to reveal a figure standing at the top of the aisleway, with a skinny figure by his side. As the arena comes back on, the crowd sees Melina Vantadar in her usual jeans and Dark Justice top walking to the ring, with MOB Squad following. He also has on jeans, but no shirt on, just a Dark Justice Jacket. As he hits the ring, he takes off his jacket and hands it to Melina, who takes it and walks over to the outside of MOB Squads corner. He then walks around the ring, testing the ropes. After he is through with this, he jumps up on the turnbuckle, pumping his fists in the air. He then climbs off of it, waiting for the match to begin.]

Anna Dea – And their opponent, weighing in at 128 kilograms, Not Applicable!

[Bawitdaba by Kid Rock begins to play through out the arena and the fans immediately begin to boo harshly. After about 5 seconds of music Not Applicable comes out of the entrance area and heads to the ring area. He looks neither left nor right but straight ahead. He is wearing a pair of ripped up jeans, a black shirt that fails to hide his well muscled upper body. On his face is a simple black mask that conceals his true identity. When he rolls into the ring he looks at the referee and shakes his head when the referee attempts to check him and he can be overheard saying that the rules don’t apply to him and to back the hell off. He goes to a neutral corner and awaits the bell.]

Charlie Watkins – Here we go. This match will determine once and for all who is the Spotlight Champion.

Terry Hogan – It’s hard to pick a winner in this one, Charlie.

[A figure is seen hopping over the security railing with a chair. It’s Richard Starr. He unfolds the chair and sits at ringside.]

Terry Hogan – What’s he doing here?

Morosov – Who can tell anymore?

[The bell rings and N/A attacks John Steele. He drives him into the corner and pins him there with a blatant choke.]

Terry Hogan – No disqualifications in a Three Way Match.

[MOB Squad comes to the fray and lays stomps into Steele. He and N/A whip Steele into the opposite corner. Steele comes exploding out of the corner with a double clothesline that knocks down N/A and staggers MOB Squad. Steele bodyslams MOB Squad.]

Charlie Watkins – Nice power display there by Steele.

Morosov – Big Deal. The Iceman could slam that big Australian with one arm.

[N/A gets up and delivers a reverse DDT to Steele. N/A drops an elbow and goes for a pin. MOB Squad pulls him off. MOB Squad goes for the pin and N/A pulls him off. MOB Squad and N/A exchange some words and don’t notice Steele getting up. Steele rams their heads together.]

Charlie Watkins – Double noggin knocker!

Terry Hogan – You don’t see that too often anymore.

Morosov – Probably because it’s such a useless move.

[Steele delivers a pendulum backbreaker to MOB Squad as N/A climbs the ropes. N/A scores with a diving headbutt to MOB Squad and goes for the pin. Steele breaks the count and N/A goes after him. N/A whips Steele into the ropes. Steele ducks N/A’s clothesline and plants his feet. N/A turns around and gets a belly-to-belly suplex from Steele.]

Charlie Watkins – This could be John Steele’s night.

Morosov – By John Steele’s standards, any night that doesn’t involve him getting pulverized is "his night".

[MOB Squad comes from behind Steele and hits a dragon suplex. N/A gets up and MOB Squad superkicks him. MOB Squad stands alone in the ring and goes for the pin on Steele. Steele kicks out at two.]

Morosov – That just goes to show you how little intelligence MOB Squad has. If he had pinned Not Applicable, he would have had the three count.

[MOB Squad slides out of the ring and approaches Morosov.]

Charlie Watkins – I think he may have heard you.

Morosov – Alright. Back off.

[N/A slides out to the timekeeper’s table and grabs a steel chair. He levels MOB Squad in the back.]

Charlie Watkins – That’s legal.

Morosov – Good thing, too. I was this close to expending some undeserved energy on him.

[N/A slides under the ropes. He hits Steele with a swinging DDT. MOB Squad gets up and N/A kicks him in the midsection…APPLICATION!!! Steele and MOB Squad are down. Morosov stands up.]

Charlie Watkins – Where are you going?

Morosov – I’m simply getting a better view of the action.

[Morosov grabs his chain and N/A gets too close to the ropes. Morosov steps to the apron and wraps his chain around N/A’s neck, dragging him over the ropes to the outside. Morosov delivers the Russian Jackhammer on the floor and steps back to the announcer’s table.]

Charlie Watkins – You said you weren’t going to interfere!

Morosov (laughing) – Forgive me. I lied.

Terry Hogan (in hysterics) – That was great!

[Steele hits MOB Squad with the Liberty and makes the pin…1…2…3!]

Charlie Watkins – Steele wins it!

Anna Dea – The winner of this match and NEW SWL Spotlight Champion, John Steele!

[Richard Starr hops out of his seat and into the ring to help Steele celebrate. Morosov steps into the ring and tosses MOB Squad out. He stares down Steele. He tosses the Spotlight belt at Steele’s feet and exits the ring, never taking his eyes off of Steele.]

Charlie Watkins – John Steele takes a big step forward in his career with the Spotlight Championship!

Terry Hogan – OK, OK. He had his moment. What’s next?

Anna Dea – The following contest is a non-title match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, at a total combined weight of 471 pounds, Richard Starr and Jason Blade, Xtreme Velocity!

[The sound systen plays "Radar Rider" by Riggs as Jason Blade and Richard Starr walk up the ramp. Both men are wearing blue wrestling pants with a red lightning bolt running down the left leg. On each left leg is the following word, also in red: WOR. Starr is 6'1" and fairly muscular, Blade is 6"4" and fit but thin. The two men touch knuckles, then race to the ring. Starr slides under the bottom rope, Blade jumps to the ring apron and flips over the top rope. They go to opposite corners and stand on the second rope.]

Anna Dea – Their opponents, from Mustang, Oklahoma, at a total combined weight of 584 pounds, the SWL Tag Team Champions, J.W. and Joe Dean Rogers, The Oklahoma Lynch Mob!

[...Lights in the arena go out. The sound of hundreds of galloping horses fill the arena and slowly fade, the snort and rear of a horse quickly break the silence. Two orange/red lights appear at the entrance to the arena as "South Texas Death Ride" by The Union Underground plays over the PA. Two figures dressed black dusters, jeans, and cowboy boots enter the aisle way carrying torches. Both have their heads covered by white burlap sacks, only two eye holes cut out. They make their way to ringside holding the torches in the air lighting their path. As they arrive they place a torch on either side of the steps. One of the hooded men steps onto the third step as the second remains on the floor with his arms crossed. From inside the duster, he removes a 13-ring noose and thrust it into the air. From behind the two a blast of fire comes from the ring post casting and eerie glow across the arena floor. The men remove their dusters and enter the ring, leaving the noose hanging from the top turnbuckle, the two torches sitting at ringside. They unstrap the belts from their waists and hold them high, taking in a big time crowd reaction.]

Charlie Watkins – The Lynch Mob getting their first taste of Xtreme Velocity tonight.

Terry Hogan – That works both ways, Charlie. I think Xtreme Velocity better watch themselves in there tonight.

[The bell rings and J.W. and Blade start the match. J.W. muscles Blade into the ropes and chops him hard several times. He Irish whips Blade and delivers a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker. He drops two quick elbows on Blade followed by a knee drop across the throat. He grinds his knee hard into Blade, choking him.]

Charlie Watkins – Wow. J.W. is viscous tonight.

Terry Hogan – He’s going for the kill early.

[J.W. hits a Manhattan Drop and tags in Joe Dean. Blade tags in Starr and the two men trade punches in the ring. Suddenly, Steph appears on the entranceway. Starr hits Joe Dean with a DDT and holds him in place while Blade vaults over the ropes with a springboard leg drop. Steph begins to make amorous gestures towards J.W.]

Charlie Watkins – What’s this all about?

Terry Hogan – Isn’t she Spades’ girl?

[Joe Dean catches a flying Blade and hits a fallaway slam. Steph blows a kiss towards J.W. and J.W. is about to jump off the apron when Joe Dean tags him in. He comes into the ring and hits Blade with a massive lariat that turns Blade for a loop. He looks at Steph in the aisle, who is waving at him. Joe Dean glances at her, then asks J.W. what is going on. Suddenly, Xtreme Velocity hits the catapult/dropkick combo.]

Charlie Watkins – Whiplash!

Terry Hogan – Wait a minute!

[Starr cuts off Joe Dean while Blade pins J.W.…1…2…3!]

Anna Dea – Here are your winners, Xtreme Velocity!

Charlie Watkins – Can you believe it? The young newcomers pick up a HUGE win over the tag team champs.

Terry Hogan – What’s going on with Steph and J.W.? Is J.W. smitten with Spades’ girl?

Charlie Watkins – I don’t know, but we have to move on.

Anna Dea - The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Highlands, North Carolina, weighing in at 283 pounds, "The Showstopper" Jett Jones!

["HELLS BELLS" by AC/DC booms over the PA system-the sound echoes through the whole arena-blue, white and black spotlights pan around the fans and ringside area-the spotlights stop and the whole arena is black and then.........BOOM,BAM,BOOM-Pyro explodes from the entrance area and out walks "The Showstopper" Jett Jones-He is arm & arm with Daisy-Jett has on white wrestling trunks with blue trim and on the back in big,bold letters it says "The Showstopper" in black, he also has on a pair of chrome X-METAL Oakleys-Daisy escorts The Showstopper onto the stage as she smiles and waves at the fans-The Showstopper takes her down the ramp as he is slapping the fans hands-They walk up the steps together-Jett holds the middle rope so Daisy can get in easy and then he jumps in-The Showstopper runs and jumps up onto a turnbuckle and more pyro explodes from the ring.]

Anna Dea – And his opponent - accompanied to the ring by Melina Vandatar, from Treefall, California, weighing in at 250 pounds, one half of Dark Justice, Kevin Steele!

[The lights in the house die down, and go black, and several blue spotlights light the stage area. Smoke begins to pour from the grating, filling the floor from the entrance door, across the stage, and all around the ring. The techno version of the theme from "Phantom of the Opera" plays as Kevin Steele steps out into the entranceway, flanked by Melina Vantadar. He slowly makes his way to the ring. Melina removes his leather jacket and he steps up onto the apron and through the ropes into the ring.]

Charlie Watkins – This should be a good one.

Terry Hogan – Absolutely, you’ve got two guys anxious to step into the big time. All they need is something to vault them up the ladder. A win here tonight could do it.

[The bell rings and Steele and Jones lock up. Jones muscles Steele up into a bodyslam, then showboats a little with a flexing routine. Steele gets up and spears Jones, unloading on him with viscous right hands. Jones is a little dazed and Steele clotheslines him over the ropes to the outside.]

Charlie Watkins – Kevin Steele didn’t take too kindly to Jones’ posedown there.

Terry Hogan – What was Jones thinking, turning his back on Steele?

[Steele steps out to the apron and launches himself at Jones with a flying body tackle that sends Jones into the security railing. Steele goes to whip Jones into the steps, but Jones reverses it and Steele hits them shoulder-first.]

Charlie Watkins – Say what you will, but those stairs don’t give too much.

[Jones rolls Steele into the ring and the lights in the arena go out.]

Charlie Watkins – What’s this? We’ve lost power.

Terry Hogan – I love this. This is when anything can happen.

[Sounds of fighting are heard and through a dim glare bodies can be seen moving around quickly in various locations. The lights come up and Jones is strung up over the top rope, hanging on the apron by a noose, with the other end of the rope anchored underneath the ring on the opposite side. Kevin Steele is nowhere to be seen.]

Charlie Watkins – Someone help the Showstopper!

Terry Hogan – Where did Steele go? That’s a Lynch Mob noose!

[A spotlight comes up on Melina Vandatar, who is among the fans in the crowd. She has a microphone.]

Melina - "Lynchmob! You may have gotten the better of us last week, but be damned if it is the last thing you will hear from us tonight! You make a habit of running your mouth boys, and getting involved, well tonight, it is time for the wake up call you have always deserved!"

[Steele comes out from underneath the ring, where we see the other end of the noose in his hand. He holds it taut as he gets into the ring.]

Melina - "Now, I demand a match for Dark Justice on the next Shockwave, Lynchmob. And this time, why not a belt match? You should be confident enough in your skills and ability to retain your belts... Oh wait! We already beat in the ring once! And now, we're gonna do it again!"

[Steele releases Jones and exits to the back as EMTs come to help the Showstopper.]

Terry Hogan – Whoa, someone’s going to have to explain things to me here.

Charlie Watkins – It looks like Dark Justice wants a tag team title match with the Lynch Mob. Kevin Steele might have been making a symbolic gesture there, hanging the Lynch Mob an effigy.

Anna Dea – The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Rome, Italy, weighing in at 285 pounds, Janus!

["When Worlds Collide" by Powerman 5000 hits as Janus comes out in a dark gray robe. His hood remains on until his music stops. He removes his hood and enters the ring.]

Anna Dea – His opponent, from Eerie, Indiana, weighing in at 234 pounds, The Ghost From Nowhere!

[Soundgarden’s "Black Hole Sun" plays as the Ghost From Nowhere makes his way to the ring.]

Charlie Watkins – Janus cost the Ghost the Quasar Title last week against Nikita Morosov.

Terry Hogan – We’ll see if the Ghost has payback on his mind.

[The bell rings and Janus charges Ghost. Ghost scissors sweeps Janus and goes on top with a hammerlock. Jauns grabs the hair of Ghost and fights to his feet. Janus fires an elbow into Ghost’s midsection and runs to the ropes. He knocks down Ghost with a shoulderblock and goes for an elbow drop, but Ghost quickly moves out of the way.]

Charlie Watkins – The Ghost will definitely have the speed in this match.

[Ghost fires a few right hands into Janus and whips him into the ropes. Ghost hits a flying clothesline that knocks Janus down to one knee. Ghost climbs to the top rope and goes for a flying body press, but Janus catches him and dumps him through the ropes to the outside.]

Terry Hogan – That’s why they call it high-risk offense.

[Janus and Ghost brawl to the outside up the ramp as the referee starts the count. Janus gets the best of the brawl, military presses Ghost, and goes to drop him on the security railing. Ghost rakes Janus’ face and slams his head into the railing. Suddenly, a bell rings.]

Terry Hogan – What’s this?

Anna Dea – Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has counted both men out of the ring. This match is a draw.

Charlie Watkins – Well, I’m sure it’s not over yet between these two.

Terry Hogan – That’s right; a double count-out solves nothing.

Charlie Watkins – Well folks, up next we’ve got our huge tag team clash.

Anna Dea – The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from St. Petersburg, Russia, weighing in at 285 pounds, the SWL Quasar Champion, "The Russian Bear" Nikita Morosov!!!

[Curmina Burona plays as Nikita Morosov steps out into the entranceway. He is wearing his traditional orange and red gear and has his chain wrapped around the shoulders. He indicates the belt around his waist and makes his way to the ring. He stands in the ring, unstraps the Quasar belt, and holds it up with one hand to a mixed reaction from the crowd.]

Anna Dea – His partner, accompanied by Ebony, from London, England, weighing in at 293 pounds, "Luscious" Lawrence Rhodes.

[The prodigy mix of Methodmans 'Release Yo'delf echoes around the arena. A yellowish hue lights the entrance as ... after a pause both 'Luscious' Lawrence Rhodes and Ebony emerge from the back. Ebony is now wearing a plain white tee shirt, a pair of well-worn Levi 501 Jeans and grey snakeskin boots. Lawrence Rhodes is wearing the leopard skin tabard, leopard skin jodhpurs and boots. The message 'Cool Britannia' is seen on the reverse of the tabard. He is still wearing his brace from before. The pair stands looking out into the crowd ... then they begin the walk down to the ring. Once at ringside Rhodes climbs the steel steps and holds the ropes open for Ebony to enter. She ducks underneath and Rhodes follows her into the ring. Ebony ushers Rhodes back into a corner.]

Charlie Watkins – It looks like Rhodes is going to wrestle wearing that brace.

Anna Dea – Their opponents, introducing first, from Osaka, Japan, weighing in at 230 pounds, "The Dragon" Ty Shun Ho!

["Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns and Roses plays as a weird Japanese symbol shows on the jumbotron. An explosion of red and green go off as Ty Shun Ho walks out. He stands on the outside of the ring and flips over the ropes to the middle of the ring. He flexes his biceps.]

Anna Dea – And his partner…

[The crowd comes to their feet and begins to chant – "KID! KID! KID!"]

Anna Dea - …from Little Rock, Arkansas, weighing in at 248 pounds, "The Kid" Billy Rock!

["Whatever It Takes" by POD blares over the loudspeakers as "The Kid" Billy Rock steps out from the entranceway. He raises his arms high above his head to a big time crowd reaction and makes his way to the ring.]

Charlie Watkins – This is a big time tag team battle that may shape the course of the SWL in the future.

Terry Hogan – You notice something, though? None of these men came to the ring with their partners. I predict very little in the way of tag team continuity in this match.

[The bell rings and Ho and Morosov start the match. They tie up and Morosov forces Ho into the corner. He lays into Ho with several knee lifts and takes him out of the corner with a high hiplock takeover. Morosov whips Ho into the ropes and goes for a tilt-o-whirl slam, but Ho counters with a head scissors takedown. Ho hits Morosov with two consecutive Japanese arm drags and catches him with a snap roundhouse kick to the face.]

Charlie Watkins – Did you hear the impact from that?

Terry Hogan – We’ve seen the Dragon getting more aggressive lately.

[Morosov clutches his nose and tags in Rhodes. Rhodes approaches Ho cautiously. Ebony gets up on the apron to distract Ho and Rhodes catches him with a forearm to the back. Rhodes powers Ho up into a Somoan Drop and goes for a pin. Ho kicks out at one. Rhodes whips Ho towards the corner. Ho leapfrogs over a charging Rhodes and dropkicks the back of his head, sending him into the corner. Billy Rock stands in the corner, imploring Ho to make the tag.]

Charlie Watkins – Nice counter by The Dragon.

Terry Hogan – Don’t let him make the tag, Lawrence.

[Ty Shun Ho crawls over to the corner and tags in the anxious Rock. Rhodes dives toward his corner and tags in Morosov.]

Charlie Watkins – Wow. Rhodes got out of there pretty quick.

Terry Hogan – He’s just lulling Rock into a false sense of security.

[Rock and Morosov trade punches until Morosov gets the upper hand. Morosov applies an arm wrench and pounds on the shoulder of Rock. Morosov places Rock’s arm behind his back and bodyslams him on top of it.]

Charlie Watkins – That shoulder of The Kid was rumored to be tender coming in here tonight.

Terry Hogan – Well, right now it’s a bulls-eye for the Russian Bear.

[Morosov applies a double ring stretch, tearing at the arm of Rock. Rock tries to get free, but can’t move. Suddenly, Ty Shun Ho comes flying off the top with a missile dropkick to Morosov’s head and quickly exits the ring.]

Terry Hogan – Hey! That’s not fair.

Charlie Watkins – He’s got a five count to get out of the ring, Terry.

[Rock gets up and whips Morosov into the ropes. He catches him with a flying calf kick that knocks him down. Rock beckons for Rhodes to get into the ring. When he doesn’t, Rock drags Morosov to the center of the ring and applies a figure-four. Rhodes comes in and smacks Rock over the head with a double axehandle before retreating to the apron.]

Charlie Watkins – Uh-oh.

[Rock runs over and drags Rhodes into the ring. He punches Rhodes a couple of times before ripping his brace off and smacking him over the head with it. The referee loses control and Morosov and Ho both join the fray. Rock and Rhodes battle to the outside and Jett Jones sprints down the ramp with a chair.]

Charlie Watkins – It’s the Showstopper!

Terry Hogan – What is he doing?

[Jones cracks Morosov over the head with the chair as the referee’s back is turned. Ho lifts Morosov over his shoulder and sets his footing and slams him down with a Spinning Piledriver.]

Charlie Watkins – Dragon Driver!

Terry Hogan – No way!

[Ho covers Morosov…1…2…3!]

Anna Dea – Here are your winners, Ty Shun Ho and "The Kid" Billy Rock!

[Rhodes slams Rock into the security railing and slides back into the ring. He wallops Ho and Jones with Jones’ chair. Ebony implores him to do more damage to Rock. Rhodes slides out of the ring and lines up for Rock’s shoulder and takes a big swing.]

Charlie Watkins - Rock just got out of the way!

Terry Hogan - Or did he? It appears that he was hit hard in the arm.

[Rhodes blasts Jett Jones one more time for good measure. Rock slowly makes his way up the ramp holding his arm and stands on the ramp and stares down Rhodes in the ring.]

Terry Hogan – What a match!

Charlie Watkins – That one was a good one, but you’ve got to believe the next one is going to be amazing. The Heavyweight Title is on the line.

Anna Dea – The following contest, scheduled for one fall with a twenty-minute time limit, is for the SWL Heavyweight Championship!

[POP]

Anna Dea – Introducing first, the challenger, from Rochester, New York, weighing in at 252 pounds, Justin Arcola!

[Wagner’s "Ride of the Valkyries" cuts over the PA as Justin Arcola steps into the entranceway and raises his hand in a clenched fist over his head. He waits for the brass section to kick in and begins the slow and methodical walk to the ring. He stands on the second turnbuckle and raises his arms, taking in the applause form the fans. He asks for the microphone from Anna Dea.]

Arcola – Spades! I know you can hear me! You’ve been running scared as the champion since Unfamiliar Territory, taking challenges left and right from people you think will be a walk in the park. I’m sure you think tonight is just going to be the same old same old. But hell, you can’t even seem to beat those so-called easy guys that came before me. You’re 0-2, Johnny! The time is going to come when you won’t be able to run anymore and you’ll go down hard. Well, that time is tonight! Now come on out here and get your ass kicked, you jacked-up son of a bitch!

Terry Hogan – What is Arcola thinking? He doesn’t want to raise the ire of the champion, especially after what he did last week.

Anna Dea – His opponent, accompanied to the ring by Steph, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 285 pounds, he is the SWL Heavyweight Champion of the World, Johnny Spades!

["Take a Look" by Limp Bizkit plays as the lights dim. Purple lights flash and Johnny Spades walks out, with Steph by his side. Spades looks around at the booing crowd, then unstraps the belt from his waist and puts his muscular arms in the air mocking the crowd. Spades stands on the turnbuckle bugging the fans.]

Charlie Watkins – This is it. The title match we’ve been building up to all week.

Terry Hogan – OK, Arcola’s pretty good. He’s a former tag team champion. But this is Johnny Spades across the ring from him. What kind of a chance does he have?

Charlie Watkins – Well, you can’t count him out that easily. He’s proved to be a phenomenal athlete in the past. And I think he may just have what it takes to put the big man down.

[The bell rings and Spades and Arcola step face to face. They stare each other down and neither moves a muscle. Suddenly, the lights drop out enveloping the arena in utter darkness. A few seconds later the first strands of "Sad but True" by Metallica begin to reverberate throughout the arena. As the music pauses a huge pyrotechnic display goes off in front of the ramp entrance way with fireworks exploding all over the ring and in all four corners of the arena. As the explosions die down and the flash fades from the camera the music kicks in again and Grinnin steps out of the entrance way and the flash of camera lights going off give the arena a strobe like effect. He is wearing his traditional faded blue jeans, a black SWL "Grinnin" t-shirt and a black bandana on his head with the words "CREW" blazing over the front of it. His statement is one of slight contempt as he begins to walk towards the ring area aided by the use of a cane. He limps down the aisle with his gaze firmly locked on Johnny Spades and looks neither left nor right. He gets to the ring area and calmly walks up the stairs and through the ropes into the ring area. He looks out to the crowd who are booing thunderously at the SWL's Most Notorious Man. He then chuckles and says something away from the mic to Spades who also chuckles. Grinnin makes a slicing gesture across his throat and the music stops and he begins to speak]

Grinnin: Excuse me a minute, Justin. I’ll be through in a second. Once more the world is honoured to have to well seasoned athletes in their living rooms courtesy of television and the SWL. The only good thing about this is that with all these lights on us we dont have to look out at you snivling, whining pathetic excuses for fans that flock to the SWL.

[Crowd erupts in curses and one finger salutes to Grinnin who ignores it and continues]

Grinnin: Shut the hell up because you know its true. Now i came back to the SWL a few weeks ago to congratulate my former stable mate on his victory. He thanked me later for thanking him and blah, blah, blah. Since then he has blasted through the SWL with nary a thought for who could beat him at the game i taught him. At the form of mind war that made him the champion. I mean look what he did to Williams with Steph. Same tricks i pulled almost a year ago. By the way Steph, you looked fabulous last night when we talked last.

[A hush goes over the crowd as Spades looks at Steph for a moment with shock on his face. Then he turns and glares at Grinnin]

Charlie Watkins – What?

Terry Hogan – Is he serious? That girl gets around more than a doorknob.

Grinnin: Come now Johnny boy. Did you really think she was yours for good. Hmm, maybe you should have kept in better touch with me over the last few months instead of getting your ass kicked by subpar wrestlers. Well, i have an offer for you Mr. Spades. I won't let any subpar wrestler kick your ass tonight. Nope, tonight Johnny boy you get you ass kicked by a legend here in the SWL. By a man who has pretty much cornered the market on misdeeds. Hey Spades, you ready?

[Without waiting for an answer Grinnin drives the cane into the midsection of Spades and then follows up with the Gobsmacker!!. Grinnin jumps to his feet and the raises the cane and brings it done with all his might and shatters it over the body of the SWL champion. The crowd is half booing and half cheering Grinnin but more out of shock then anything else. When Grinnin grabs the mic again they fall into a confused hush to hear what he has to say]

Grinnin: The biggest question out there right now is probably this. Is Grinnin back in the SWL? I have several answers to it and the first is this. Is Grinnin ever really out of the SWL. I mean, i have been a part of this company longer then ANYONE. I am the one that the people love to hate. I am the one that will do whatever it takes to win a match. I am the one that decides who walks, and who goes on a stretcher. I ... do not know if i am back but Spades just learned a lesson in reality. Trust nobody and especially not me. Maybe next time spades you will do yourself a favour and call me while i am in the hospital recovering from my injuries. Maybe next time you wont turn your back on a friend. As far as you stupid people are concerned. You can go to hell or kiss my ass for all of me. Dont for a second think i want a thing to do with any of you. SWL, remember this. When you least expect it i might show up to re-start the reign of terror i started so long ago. When that happens always look over your should because you might be next and eventually .... YOU WILL GET SMACKED!!!!!

[Grinnin drops the mic and rolls out from the ring as "Sad but True" kicks in once more. He easily walks to the back area to a chorus of jeers and boos]

Terry Hogan – He’s back!

Charlie Watkins - The Grinman has just made his presence felt once again!

[Arcola waits for Spades to get up and the bell rings.]

Terry Hogan – Wait a minute! There’s a match going on here.

Charlie Watkins – Spades might be a little unfocused after that, but nonetheless, he’s got a title to defend.

[Steph gets up on the apron and Arcola jerks his head towards her instinctively. Spades quickly goes for a right hand, but Arcola blocks it and top wrist locks Spades. Spades tries to push himself up but can’t get the leverage. Arcola hammerlocks Spades and sweeps his feet out. Arcola holds onto the hammerlock and drives his knee into Spades’ back.]

Charlie Watkins – Arcola is trying to keep this a wrestling match. If he’s successful, I think he may have what it takes to beat the champ.

Terry Hogan – You’re really excited about the prospect of Spades losing his belt, aren’t you Charlie?

[Spades hooks the shoulder of Arcola and throws him off. Spades ties up with Arcola and forces him into the corner. Spades indicates a clean break, but sucker punches Arcola out of nowhere.]

Terry Hogan – There we go. This is Spades’ style.

[Spades lays into Arcola with several knee lifts in the corner. Spades whips Arcola to the opposite corner and comes charging in to attempt a shoulder thrust. Arcola raises his legs and hooks the shoulders of Spades into a sunset flip. Spades grabs the ropes and the referee breaks the count.]

Charlie Watkins – Spades really has to be careful in there.

Terry Hogan – Look, I’m sure Spades knows all of Arcola’s wrestling credentials and knows to stay close to those ropes at all times.

[Spades gouges Arcola’s eyes and bodyslams him. He comes off the ropes with an elbow and goes for a pin. Arcola kicks out at one. Spades picks Arcola up and whips him into the ropes. Arcola ducks a clothesline but Spades gets a foot up into his face on the second pass. Spades ascends to the second turnbuckle and goes for a flying forearm smash, but Arcola moves out of the way.]

Charlie Watkins – Spades took too much time setting that one up.

[Arcola fireman carries Spades, taking him over, and quickly goes on top of him with quick right jabs before quickly getting off and retreating to the corner. Spades gets up flustered and Arcola mocks him. Spades charge in and Arcola pulls the top rope down. Spades goes flying over the top to the apron. Arcola charges and dropkicks Spades, sending him to the floor.]

Charlie Watkins – Arcola is trying to knock Spades off his game.

Terry Hogan – I don’t like it when they come out here.

[Arcola vaults over the top with a flying body press. Spades catches him and rams his back into the ringpost. Spades whips Arcola shoulder-first into the steel steps. Spades suplexes Arcola on the floor before finally rolling him back in under the bottom rope.]

Charlie Watkins – Spades just dominated Arcola on the outside.

Terry Hogan – Arcola will think twice before he tries that again.

[Spades slides into the ring and covers Arcola. Arcola kicks out at two. Spades delivers a big gut-wrench suplex and covers him again. Arcola kicks out, but without much authority this time. Spades whips Arcola into the ropes. Arcola ducks a clothesline and comes back with a flying forearm.]

Terry Hogan – How does he keep coming back?

Charlie Watkins – I don’t know, but fatigue has to be setting in for both men. They’ve been wrestling for a long time now.

[Spades and Arcola both get up slowly. Arcola goes for a right hand. Spades blocks it and heartpunches Arcola. Spades whips Arcola into the corner and charges in. Arcola gets a foot up and springs to the second turnbuckle. He hooks Spades’ head in a front facelock and leaps off with an attempted tornado DDT. Spades hold his balance and drops Arcola on his feet. Spades hits a Northern Lights Suplex.]

Charlie Watkins – The momentum has shifted in favor of the champion.

Terry Hogan – It might just be a matter of time now.

[Spades picks Arcola up and sets him up for a Russian Leg Sweep. Arcola fires an elbow into the gut of Spades and comes off the ropes with a scissors kick. Arcola is slower to get up than Spades, but catches Spades’ attempted kick. Spades hops around as Arcola holds on to it. Arcola dragon screws Spades and hooks him into a sharpshooter.]

Charlie Watkins – Sharpshooter!

Terry Hogan – Johnny Spades is in the center of the ring. We may be minutes away from a new champion!

[Spades screams in pain, but won’t give up. He fights his way towards the ropes, inching ever closer. He reaches out and his fingers grab hold of the bottom rope. Kevin Mills breaks the hold.]

Terry Hogan – Tough break for Arcola, but Spades’ legs have to be screaming in pain.

[Arcola whips Spades into the ropes and delivers a belly-to-belly suplex. Arcola picks up Spades and kicks him in the midsection. Arcola delivers a jumping piledriver to the roar of the crowd. Arcola makes the cover…1…2…Spades kicks out.]

Charlie Watkins – Wow, that was close.

Terry Hogan – Come on, Johnny. Do something.

[Arcola whips Spades into the ropes and lowers his head for a back body drop. Spades sees it and DDTs Arcola. Spades signals that it’s over and hooks Arcola’s head between his legs.]

Charlie Watkins – Royal Flush?

[Spades lifts Arcola high above his head and gets set to drive him down. Arcola flails his body and slips out of Spades’ grip. Spades spins around and gets a boot to the midsection. Arcola hooks the arms of Spades and delivers the double-underhook piledriver.]

Charlie Watkins – ARCOLA DRIVER!

Terry Hogan – No!

[Arcola makes the cover, but Kevin Mills taps him on the shoulder and waves it off. Arcola questions him and the bell rings.]

Charlie Watkins – What’s this? What’s going on?

Terry Hogan – I don’t know, Charlie.

Anna Dea – Ladies and gentlemen, the time limit has expired. This match is a draw.

[Arcola buries his face in his hands and tilts his head upward as the crowd erupts in a chorus of boos.]

Terry Hogan – Can you believe it, Charlie?

Charlie Watkins – TV time constraints have cost Justin Arcola the Heavyweight Title!

Terry Hogan – What a heartbreak!

Charlie Watkins – What a night! What incredible ramifications from this will come next week with our end of the year supercard? Tune in next week to find out! Until then, I’m Charlie Watkins for Terry Hogan. Keep reaching for those Stars!