Doug: You're telling me, You couldn't pay me enough to get into a match like this with a maniac like Prophet!

Marty: Don't make a challenge to Prophet unless your prepared to go all out and that's all out.

Prophet quickly releases his hold and leaps onto the table as he nails a corkscrew plancha onto both the other combatants. He then picks up a chair and holds it near the fire and waits for it to catch when it does he throws it on top off the other two. Clark then throws the chair off and brushes himself off. Prophet moves in as Clark nails him below the belt. While Prophet is in pain he picks up a nearby monitor and smashes it over Prophet's head and he clotheslines him down. Grim finally back on his feet as clobbers Clark from behind with a chair.

Marty: These guys are really going at it I can't believe the pace of this match.

Elisha: Yeah nobody really has scored a clear advantage.

Doug: It must be incredibly hot in that room with the fire raging on that's really gonna hamper the stamina of these guys.

Grim picks up Prophet as he was gonna body slam him but he throws him into wall that is caught on fire. Immediately Jon rolls to put out his enflamed body out. Clark back to his feet Clark picks up a hard drive and smashes it over the head of Reaper. He covers.

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Jon breaks the count. As he quickly leaps on top of the table Clark gets to his feet. Tornado DDT into a monitor on fire. Blood trickles down the face of Clark. Grim rakes to back of Prophet. He then spins him around and lays him on the table so his neck is over the edge. He quickly leaps op on a chair he jumps off and delivers a legdrop as Prophet's body flips in the air and lands on the ground. Reaper with the cover.

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Clark with the save. Clark lifts up Reaper and delivers a nasty face first piledriver.

Elisha: The amount of punishment these men are able to take is almost unreal. It truly is.

Doug: It seems as though no one is gonna help out each other. They won't let anybody pin anyone else.

Marty: Everybody wants the glory for themselves. It's understandable but not really smart. If you let these guys beat on and eliminate each other it wears down who ever is left to face you.

Elisha: These guys want to win on their ability not on their cunning.

Marty: Never know.

Elisha: Sheesh.....

Clark picks up Reaper and throws him on top of the table. Reaper is bleeding pretty badly now. He almost can't see. He picks him up and powerbombs him through the table. Clark starts to fall off the table and is met by a spinwheel kick from Prophet. All three men are down. Prophet then leaps onto the table and runs to the otherside. He runs down the table and delivers an elbow drop. Then he climbs back up on the table awaiting somebody to get to his feet. The first is Clark. Prophet jumps off and nails a hurricaranna. He grabs Clark's legs and attempts to pin him.

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Grim stomps at Prophet. Grim then throws Prophet on top of the table near the front wall and it's on fire. Grim then grabs Prophet by the throat and choke slams him to the floor. Clark gets to his feet and clips Grim Reaper. He then suplexes Grim through the table on fire he hops on top of him for the cover.

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Prophet pulls Clark off him at the last second. Prophet sets up a chair which is on fire and he DDT's Clark on to it.

Doug: These guys are really throwing out all of the cards on this one. They all are trying to win this thing. Its been non stop since they started!

Marty: How long before they all just collapse? It really is just a matter of time.

Elisha: These guys are gonna be in need of some medical treatment due to the fact that they are battered, bruised, bloodied, and burnt!

Grim, back up, signals for the end as he attempts to nail the Soul Taker. He picks up Prophet but Clark is up and dropkicks Prophet on top of Reaper. Clark then picks up Prophet and throws him into the wall on fire. Then he picks Grim back up and nails him with Vertical DDT!!! He covers.

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Grim Reaper has been eliminated. Clark then focuses on Prophet. He grabs a wire with a mouse on the end and he starts to beat on Prophet by whipping him with the Mouse. He calls for the Vertical DDT. Prophet quickly uses an inside cradle.

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Clark kicks out

Marty: Grim Reaper was the first fall and I thought Prophet was gonna have Clark on that cradle.

Doug: These guys do know how to wrestle its amazing that these guys are so fearless and so technically sound at the same time.

Elisha: The question is which one of these guys are gonna be able to outlast the other.

Clark and Prophet start exchanging fists. Prophet blocks one and throws Clark into the wall. He bounces off and is greeted with a monitor bashed over his head. Prophet then picks him up and nails the Harbinger DDT.

Doug: This one is over.

Marty: That's normally the set up for the Cruel and Unusual Punishment.

Elisha: What's going on outside the door there can we get a feed on that.

Three MoAers are working over Harvestor. Its Steele, Flesh, and EW. They knock him to the floor and EW heads into the room.

Elisha: This can't be good for Clark, They have had history together!

Doug: He's Got something. What is it?

Marty: Those are brass knuckles!

Prophet and EW are staring each other eye to eye. Prophet just got nailed by EW. He looks to be out. EW then stands Clark up. And he knocks him out as well. He then pulls Prophet on top of Clark.

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The camera flips back to the scene of the MoA high tailing out of there as Harvie starts to win the battle.

Craig Conners: The winner and still TV Champion Jon Prophet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Harvie then enters the room and drags out Jon Clark. He picks Clark up and he nails the Cry of Desperation onto the concrete ground. Then they walk off, Harvie helping Prophet.

Elisha: That was some match as those guys are gonna need some EMT's pretty fast. Our hats go off to those gentlemen in that match they gave it all they had.

Doug: Yeah true too bad for Clark EW had to ruin it there at the end.

Marty: Well that's the breaks. Fans we'll be back with the much anticipated tag team bout between MoV and his mystery partner against Flesh and Vice! Don't change the dial!

Elisha We're back and our next match involves Flesh and Vice versus MoV and a mystery partner. We are not sure the rules or type of match. Thus we are just as excited as you are out there.

Marty: This should teach everybody out there don't try to play Flesh's games. There is virtually no way to prepare for this.

Doug: Plus you never know what your gonna get yourself into.

A bunch of steel wiring comes down from the rafters. Techs and workers are hustling about the ring and lock the wires to the ring. Then the tarp comes off to reveal a cell. (Much like a steel cage) The entire far side is a steel door. The lock, the only way in. On the inside. Where the entire MoA hang waiting for the ring to raise. The techs remove the ringropes, cover the ring in thumbtacks and the ring rises. The MoA quickly attach the proper components for the suspended match. The techs below begin stacking tables, on upon the other. Flesh has a mic in the ring. Two more droplines go down to ringside.

Flesh: Well looky here at this monstrocity. How do you win this match? You open that door, and you toss your opponents ass out of here. Only the MoA here have the keys. But don't worry, they're not allowed to touch MoV or his partner. They're the ring enforcers. Anyway, us in the MoA have the keys that open the door. (Slowly you see refs being brought up via droplines. The MoA help them up, check the area, and allow them in when clear) It's a legit match scrubs. You must be tagged to fight. Only problem is the final rule…. I'll get to that later though…

Elisha: This is just just … unreal…I can't believe it.

Doug: Well believe it as MoV and his partner are going to have to endure this.

Marty: I wonder where Vice is?

Craig Conners: Introducing first, already in the ring or cell or whatever this is. He is the King o' Extreme, He is the enforcer of the MoA, He is the World Champion of the BEW, He is the master of the Machine. He is Flesh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

His opponents are the man that considers himself the Lone Gunman,hHe is the master of the Wrath of God, He stands in at 6 foot 6 inches, and he tips the scales at 350 pounds. He is the Minister of Violence!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And his partner Mr.X!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Wanted Dead or Alive" is playing on the PA. MoV and Mr.X come out. A "Merrix" chant going on from the crowd as if they know his identity. Mr. X is walking behind MoV and is wearing a black T-Shirt and Blank trunks. He also is wearing a ski mask as well. MoV is wearing his normal gear. He has a mic.

MoV: You know something Flesh, This seems to be about just you and me. Mr. X, Vice don't seem to be around so I'm gonna do this alone. Its nothing against your ability it's just that it's something I need to do and you don't need to. I don't want you put your promising career up in a match like me. For me, I've been up and down these roads. It's something that has to be done. So Flesh I play your little game.

Flesh Okay, but like I said there is just one more rule. The opposing team must, be tied to the cage at all times. Remember you face me and Vice in a match of my design and I'll face you the next week, deal. These are the rules. It's your life.

Flesh is in fully padded clothes (tacks won't affect him) The entire M.o.A hold bungee cords. The camers switches to a room where Hughy is sitting, but he is in the control room. His finger is on the drop ring button. MoV reluctantly straps into the droplines. He is slowly raised up by the drop lines. He gets to the ring and is strapped into the cage. Flesh immeadiately throws some tacks at MoV cutting up his body. Drawing blood.

Doug: I hope we got the EMT's ready because I think MoV is gonna need them after Flesh is done with him.

Marty: You're damn right. Talk about stacking the deck.

Elisha: We need some help out here and fast!

Flesh laces MoV with a series of lefts and rights. He is practically laughing at MoV. MoV kicks one of the straps loose on his left leg. He kicks at Flesh. Knocking Flesh backwards. Flesh still laughs at him as he produces the Machine. He then nails MoV's leg with the Machine over and over and over and over. MoV winces in pain and can't believe it. Flesh, then with a sick smile on his face, reaches back and clobbers MoV across the top of the head causing blood to drip.

Elisha: This is sick… It really could be the worse I have ever witnessed.

Doug: Yeah this isn't a pretty sight and chances are it can only get worse.

Marty: Can you believe this. This is almost nightmarish. A couple rules I live by. Don't tug on Superman's Cape, don't spit into the wind and don't play games with Flesh.

Mr.X is back, he's got a grappling hook he hoops it up onto the cage, He pulls the mask off and it's none other then Mikey Firewater. He starts to climb. The camera switches to Hughy, he pushes the button. Firewater falls back to the floor. MoV crashes down to the bottom through some of those tables but he doesn't fall the whole way to the floor as he was still tied up in the cage. Flesh stays where he's at as he has a bungee cord tied around his waist. However Mikey rushes over to see what he can do to help MoV. The MoA in full force. Circling Mikey and a downed MoV. All of the sudden Kevin Merrix, with a chair, runs like a bat out of hell down to ringside and chases the MoA off. Merrix and Firewater help MoV back to the locker roomas the fans give them a standing ovation.

Marty: MoV is lucky that could have been a lot worse.

Elisha: Well he's still not in goodshape and I'm sure he won't be in a good mood when they meet again.

Doug: Well we're gonna show you this Night of Armageddon preview and come back for the final two matches! The World title and U.S. title matchups! Stay tuned!

Marty: And we are back for more great BEW action! What a wild ending to that last match as Mikey Firewater turned out to be Mr. X and of all people, Kevin Merrix appears here and actually aids MoV?! Not a normal thing to see, not at all.

Doug: Stranger things have happened, MoV and Flesh this upcoming Blitz I guess. Let's move on as Flesh defends his World title against Devastator! Who won a battle royal at Slugfest '99 to get here!

Elisha: Dev has a chance to tip the balance of power back to the BEW if he can pull off the win. Then if Bryan Mercy can get it done, the MoA will really be hurting, great timing for Night of Armageddon, serves'em right. Damn right.

Marty: Mr. Conners is ready so let's watch on with everyone at home and in attendance.

The lights dim and a spotlight hits Craig Conners. The crowd cheers.

Craig Conners: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is for the BEW World Heavyweight title! It is scheduled for one fall and has a one hour time limit! I give to you first the challenger. He has made his mark since arriving in the BEW only a few months ago. He has slowly climbed the ladder of respect. An already accomplished star in this sport looking to gain another title and earn the respect he feels he deserves. He is the underdog going in, he is Devastator!

"Encounter The Ultimate" by the Immortals hits the speakers and fireworks shoot off from the entranceway. A spotlight hits Devastator as he emerges from behind the curtains. The fans rise for him and cheer him on as he looks on silently, taking it all in. He's sporting his new attire, black tights with "Devastator" down one side, and Revolution down the other, all in red lettering. He also has on white boots and fingerless gloves, he slowly walks to the ring. Not slapping hands with the fans. Staying focused. He waits in his corner.

Craig Conners: And his opponent, the reigning BEW World Heavyweight champion, the man who defeated Shawn Twilight, he is the King o' Extreme and leader of the MoA. He is Flesh!

"Machinehead" by Bush starts up and orange fireworks start going off in a criss-cross pattern as Flesh emerges from behind the curtain. A tattered World title belt in his left hand, the Machine in his right hand. The fans gives him a chorus of boos as he walks to the ring and tosses the belt carelessly to a ring attendant. The entire MoA minus Vice and Jamie Williams follow and stand at ringside as the bell rings.

Elisha: Well this is it as they say. Ahh look at this. Flesh is laying on the top turnbuckle, trying to play with Dev's head. Dev moving in and the Machine is raised. Dev stops in his tracks. Thank goodness the ref is making Flesh lower the Machine, this isn't a no DQ match afterall.

Marty: Lucky for Dev.

Doug: Dev charges in and Flesh drops to the outside and Dev hit the buckles hard! Flesh slingshots himself over the top rope and moves in for the kill as he stomps down on Dev's knee!

Flesh executes a swift thrust kick to Dev's knee as Dev gets to his feet and follows that up by rolling him out of the ring. He starts to wrap Dev's knee into the ringpost, trying to injure it. The ref reaches 6 in his count and Flesh breaks it and rolls Dev back in. Flesh drops an elbow across the knee and hits the ropes and drops down with a legdrop across the throat. He waits for Dev to rise and finally the challenger does, looking a bit dazed.

Marty: Flesh started in early and he goes for a dropkick, Dev throws him aside! What power! And Dev starts to lay in with punches to the skull! Up again and he throws Flesh to the buckles and hits a running splash! And immediately follows with a belly to belly suplex!

Doug: Dev moving fast and he has his second wind.

Elisha: Let's hope he can keep it up. Dev picks the stunned Flesh up and lays in with the knife edge chops! And a headscissor takedown! Oh my is Dev out for the win!

Marty: And he's been doubted before. He's had success here in the BEW, and tasted failure. If he should win it would propel him to superstar status and make him a key player.

Dev climbs the buckles and points at Flesh, he flies off but misses his shooting star press attempt, hitting the mat hard. He lays motionless as Flesh stumbles around and gets on both feet. Slowly and out of breath he starts to stomp Dev with a look of rage. Finally bringing his opponent to both feet he lays in with a spinwheel kick. And a dive into the knee of Dev.

Doug: Flesh really working that knee of Dev's over. Trying to slow him down as Flesh starts to kick him in the ribs and nails an ax kick to the face! Dev busted open!

Flesh brings Dev up and lands a palm thrust to the chest knocking him into the buckles. Dev slumps in the corner and Flesh slides out to catch his breath.

Elisha: Dev must be hurting! Flesh isn't anyone to be taken lightly and he knows what he's doing. You have to give him that credit. When he has a belt he's unstoppable.

Marty: The MoA members on the outside giving Flesh some words of encouragement as he slides back into the ring. Dev up in the corner, he has his face buried in the top buckle and he looks tired. Flesh sprints in with a fist and Dev ducks under! He was playing possum!

Elisha: Dev with a fast neckbreaker and now pounds Flesh's head into the buckle! One after the other and he stops, Dev looks to the cheering crowd and he whips Flesh to the far side, Flesh out and he gets nailed with a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker!

Doug: Dev drops two elbows in succession and he's in control! Flesh rolls to his side on the mat and Dev hits the ropes and drops a fist to the chest of the champ. Dev picks Flesh up, he locks him in, side suplex and Dev uses one hand for support as he executed that one! Amazing!

Dev leaves Flesh laid out on the mat and falls back into the corner, looking exhausted the crowd gives him a "Let's go Dev" chant and he looks to them. Flesh kips up and Dev goes out to meet him in midring and they lockup. Cameras go off from all over the arena capturing the moment. They break. And lock up again. Once again they break after a few moments. They go for a third lockup and Flesh kicks Dev in the knee causing him to crumble. Flesh laces him with a right hand and Dev flies back landing on his butt. Flesh drops a knee across the injured knee of Dev and follows that up with some solid punches to the knee.

Marty: Dev yelling in pain. Flesh trying to keep him grounded and that's some good planning. Flesh drags Dev to the ropes and drapes the challenger's knee across the bottom rope. Flesh jumps up, and comes down across the side of that knee! Up again and down! Now a third time and Dev is clutching at it!

Elisha: The ref wisely admonishing Flesh for those cheap tactics and Flesh pushes him aside. He picks Dev up and whips him to the ropes. Dev almost falls down on the way back but gets hit with a spinebuster! Flesh goes for and hits a snapmare, right back to the knee!

Marty: This could do some serious damage to Dev and Flesh stomping down and finishes up with another kneedrop.

Doug: Flesh kicks the knee for good measure and leaves the ring again. Dev being checked on by the ref and I hope this match isn't stopped. The fans are chanting "Dev, Dev, Dev" and Flesh is talking with MoA members on the outside. Flesh back in and he throws Dev over the top rope!

Flesh stalks over Dev as the MoA backs away to give them space. Flesh plants Dev into the railing with a stungun and grabs a chair from the time keeper. He waits for Dev to slowly get to his feet and after a minute he does so, very painfully. Flesh goes in for a shot to the knee but Dev hits a fast roundhouse to the cheek of Flesh. Flesh falls onto his side and the chair goes flying into the crowd. Dev falls back onto the railing and grabs a chair of his own. Limping he lays into Flesh's back three times and breaks the count.

Elisha: Dev looks mad and these fans are cheering him on as he drives the chair into the lowerback of Flesh. Ohhhhhhhhh Dev just executed a variation of the Arabian Facebuster across the back of Flesh's head! Did you hear that thud?!

Marty: Flesh is bleeding from the back of the head and Dev still very slow rolls his opponent back into the ring and goes in after him. Dev locks on a sleeperhold while Flesh is laying on the mat. Obviously trying to slow the pace down so he can get some much needed rest.

After a few more moments Dev gets to his feet and brings Flesh up, he nails a suplex and follows that up with a whip to the ropes and a clothesline. The first cover of the match soon follows.

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Flesh kicks out and Dev puts a fist to his face and pops up again. The fans go nuts as he goes to the buckles and climbs. As he stands on top however, his knee gives out and he falls to the mat hard. The fans let out a collective "Ohhhhhh" and Flesh crawls to a corner.

Doug: Both men have taken a great deal of punishment and both are down right now. I doubt the ref will count them out, whooooppps, spoke to soon, Flesh is using the buckles to get to his feet. Blood running down his back from the cut on the back of his head.

Flesh walks to Dev and Dev goes to throw a punch and Flesh knocks it aside. He kicks him out under the bottom rope and goes through the ropes. He gets the timekeeper's bell and drives it into Dev's knee and then slams it down onto his back. Flesh knocks the top ringstep off and breaks the count at five. He returns to Dev and lays his leg across the second step, Flesh lifts the third step up and lays it back on top with Dev's leg sandwiched in the middle. Flesh gets onto the apron and jumps from the second buckle right down onto the top step. A crunch is heard and Dev screams out before passing out from the pain. Flesh smiles ashe once again breaks the count, in full control.

Marty: This is sickening, Dev is such a young star and his future could never be realized. That knee really took a hit right there. Flesh gives the step another stomp and throws the top step aside for a second time.

Doug: Uh oh he's got the Machine and he whacks Dev's knee with it, again, again, again, and again! EW has a table along with Life and they open it up. Flesh breaks the count at six and back out again.

Elisha: Flesh rolls Dev up on top of the table. Up after him and he lifts him high in the air, inverted brainbuster! Oh my god! Dev is unconscious I think! Flesh takes a moment to gather his thoughts and he rolls out from the table wreckage and drags Dev by the hair. He rolls him in and we're back in the ring at last!

Flesh takes his time as he lifts Dev up, Dev suddenly knocks his foe's hands aside and quickly claps his ears stunning Flesh. Dev hits a sloppy dropkick and knocks Flesh through the ropes and to the ouside. Dev lays on the mat again in pain. Holding his knee. Flesh is angry on the outside and gets back in quickly. He moves in and Dev pokes him in the eye as he's being lifted to his feet. Dev takes the chance and nails a DDT and follows that up with a body splash and a cover.

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Marty: Flesh with the kickout. Dev really wants to win this. You can see it in his eyes. The way he's coming back is unbelievable. After all that damage was done on the outside he's reaching deep down to come back. This is the sign of true World champion material.

Elisha: Dev picks Flesh up and hobbling, brings him to the corner. He lays him backfirst against the buckles and starts to ram him in the stomach repeatedly, finally he stops, looks Flesh in the eyes and lifts him up! Running powerslam but Dev collapsed after a few steps!

Marty: Still planted Flesh though.

Doug: Dev might have hurt that knee again as he's sitting on the mat holding it, it's swelling up. Flesh has the wind knocked out of him and Dev is up, the fabs are on their feet and he nods his head at them. He reaches down and brings Flesh up, he's going for the Destruction Driver!

Dev goes for his finisher, but Flesh suddenly bursts out as he's being spun and lands on his feet. He hits an inverted DDT on the startled Dev and wraps his legs. He puts on a variation of the Miser's Grasp. An insult to Shawn Twilight. Flesh can be heard yelling, "See Hero, better then Twitty in every way!". Luckily Dev is able to get the ropes before to long and the ref breaks it. Flesh starts to shout at the ref and gets Dev vertical. He lays into the midsection of Dev and locks him in for the Machine.

Marty: This one's over!

Doug: Maybe not look!

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Marty: He did it! He did it! He did it!

Elisha: Dev beat Flesh in the blink of an eye and what a contest! Dev is the World champion only one week after Flesh won it!

Doug: Unbelievable!

The fans go crazy as the ref hands Dev the beat up title. Dev is sitting against the bottom two buckles and clutches it. He looks at it and fireworks start to go off overhead as "Encounter The Ultimate" starts up.

Craig Conners: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, and the newwwwwww BEW World Heavyweight champion, Devvvaaaaaasssstttttaaatttooorrrr!!!

The cheers continue as Dev gets up and wincing in pain on his bad knee, straps the belt around his waist. Flesh looks on in disgust, not believing the sudden upset. He motions to the MoA and they flood the ring. All start to pound on Dev with punches and as he hits the mat they all stomp him. The fans boo and Revolution members Maniac and Rouge come running out, Life, EW, and Attict keep them at bay with chairs in hand and Flesh hits the Machine on Dev not once. But twice. The fans start to litter the ring. Flesh lays Dev on his stomach and pulls him so his leg is half way in and halfway out of the ring. His knee joint on the edge of the apron. Flesh executes a neackbreaker on the knee and Dev just passes out from the pain. His eyes roll to the back of his head. The MoA disperse as Flesh disappears in the commotion of medical and ringside officials. The camera focuses on the World title laying in the ring and goes to black. A fifteen minute intermission begins after the long match.

Elisha: What an upset we just witnessed folks. We got everything cleared up during the break and while we were away Dev was taken out of here by ambulance, Maniac and Rouge with him. His knee could be seriously hurt and he could miss some time. Leaving questions about his title reign.

Doug: I'm still speechless after that last match. This is the greatest night in BEW history. I hope Dev can get back soon though. He earned that title, that attack was sickening.

Marty: Let's go back to Craig for the U.S. title match. Our main event.

Craig Conners: This match will be a Thunderdome cage match and the only way to win is to have the key passed to you from your key holder. Along with the belt in hand which is hung from the top of the cage. Introducing the challenger. He is possibly the best pure athlete in the BEW. He is the Master of The Mercy Killing. He is the Lord of the Air. He weighs in at 220 pounds. He is 6 foot 1 in height. He is Bryan Mercy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!