{Outside the arena a long black limo pulls into the parking lot. The incandescent lights above shadow and reflect off the sleak black surface. The car rumbles to a halt, and the engine is killed. The lights fold back into the front grill as the driver stands and leaves the car. He slowly makes his way around to the opposite side. Once there he pulls the white gloves on tighter, then opens the door. Out steps Rymiel, the fans go crazy as he steps out and starts walking into the arena, like he owns the place - since he does again.}

DC: Oh man! Business is about to pick up, Rymiel's back and the Sins are done for!!

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{"When Worlds Collide", by Powerman 5000 blasts through the arena like a megaton nuclear blast. It's shockwave lifting everyone to their feet, and energizing them beyond human bounds. The fans scream, the stands are littered with signs, so many that most of the fans cannot be seen behind the mirage of waving posterboard. Pyro streaks across the ceiling, then slams down into the rampway, sending more flames licking upwards to the ceiling of the arena. The camera's whirl back and around, turning along the sides, a few signs stand out....
"Messing with HardKore isn't a wise thing to do!"
"Maximium P-U-S-S-Y"
"Raising the degree with Garret Decree!"
"Dregoth's a punk ass bitch"
"X-Pac is a tampon"
The camera's spin back and come to rest on the announcers station.}

Daniel Carson: Good morning folks, and welcome to UAW Deathmatch. What a night we experienced just barely a week ago! This entire federation was engulfed in a massive war between the Loyalists and the Sins. Then with Rymiel's capture and firing, it looked like the whole thing was over. But despite this, our true owner returned and with the help of Bates Masterson....

Terry Carter: Who'se a traitor!

Daniel Carson: .... with the help of Bates Masterson, Rymiel once more owns the UAW. Not to mention the other matches on Midnight Zombie....

Terry Carter: Like the Weaponmaster Title match!!! That was friggin awesome, SO much blood and pain. I was on cloud nine

DC: That's because your a sadist

TC: No, I'm a masa... macha.... I aint no sadist. Sadists enjoy recieving pain, I enjoy watching other's recieve it. So that makes me......

DC: Human?

TC: Yeah! That works

DC: What do you think of last weeks happenings?

TC: Most of it sucked, but that Weaponmaster match - oh momma!!

DC: Speaking of which, our first match tonight is going to be right down your alley. Chris Moore will take on Shiro Ginawa for the Weaponmaster Championship.

TC: This should be good, and of course there's still Ogre to keep in mind

DC: Indeed, and the former champion is no one to sneeze at

TC: Or punch, kick, yell, spit, or run from.

DC: Run from?

TC: Oh yeah, he'll catch ya and beat ya good

Match 1. Weaponmaster Championship Match. Chris Moore Vs. Shiro Ginawa

{"Sinner" by Drowning Pool hits the sound system and Chris Moore walks out onto the stage. Over his shoulder rests a double sized baseball bat. Chris raises the weapon high in the air and starts his march down to the ring. One of the fans splashes their drink in his face and Chris takes a swing at them, but they duck away JUST in time. The crowd begins to boo even more loudly and violently. Chris just smirks and shakes his head as he rolls into the ring and waits.}

DC: Chris looks confident

TC: He's always confident

{"Bones and Joints", by Finger 11 starts and the new Weaponmaster Champion steps out onto the stage. He carries a steel chair, with the Weaponmaster title laying over his shoulder. The crowd still isn't quite sure what to make of the young man, but they seem evenly split between those that think he stole the title, who boo loudly, and those who loved his cherry pick, and cheer loudly. Amid this chaotic orchestra he walks down to the ring and throws the belt in. Then mounts the stairs and walks into the ring.}

TC: You know, when I heard Ginawa, I assumed he'd be this little skinny guy that's all leg with a mean kick....

DC: Oh, like every other Japanese wrestler?

TC: Yeah... but this guy is REALLY solid

DC: He's a big man compared to anything

Ginawa and Chris glare at each other for a moment. Then Chris leads in with a running baseball swing, Shiro uses the chair like a shield to deflect the blow! Chris is sent off balance and Shiro grabs him in a snap belly-to-belly suplex! Chris rolls back to his feet and turned to Ginawa, only to be met by a chairshot to the head. Chris is forced backwards and Ginawa presses the attack, smacking him over the head again and again until the big man is backed up to the rope. Ginawa drops the chair behind him and whips Chris across the ring. Chris's return brings him straight down into a snap DDT onto the chair!

DC: Ohhh! You hear the concussion on that one??

TC: No, but I bet Chris got one!

Ginawa drops and pins, but Chris shoves him off before the 1 count. Chris is slow getting up though and Ginawa grabs the dented chair and climbs the turnbuckle. He places the chair under his leg and leaps off, aiming for a chair assisted fameasser off the top! But Chris sees it, and throws a huge uppercut into the chair! Both men crash to the mat in a jumble. Chris pushes Ginawa away and uses the ropes to get up. His fist is split open from the impact, but Ginawa is having trouble getting to his feet.

DC: Looks like high risk was alittle too high risk. Ginawa hurt his leg

Chris runs over and kicks that leg out from under the champion. Shiro clutches at it, but Chris grabs him by the ankle and lifts his foot up, wrapping the ropes over one another and tieing him upside down. The Moore brother walks over to the other side of the ring and scoops up his bat again. He starts approaching as he pats the weapon up and down on his palm. Ginawa is gesturing for him not to swing, but Chris kicks him in the head once, then winds up, and cracks the bat into the back of Ginawa's leg!! The champion is untangled by the blow and falls to the canvas. Chris laughs and brings the butt of the bat down on the back of his leg over and over again.

TC: Take him apart Chris, that's the way to do it. Your the man!

Chris turns and begins showboating to the fans. In the meantime Ginawa jumps up, only limping slightly.

DC: Uh oh.... looks like the champ was playing possum

TC: That little...... I hate this guy! He needs to stop planning and start mashing!

Ginaw lurches forward and grabs Chris around the middle, then roars and bends for a german suplex! But Chris drops his weapon and grabs the ropes. Ginawa strains pulling on the massive Moore, but Chris's graps is white knuckle tight on the ropes. Finally Ginawa releases, Chris let's go and turns around, and is thrown through the air in a belly-to-belly suplex!

Ginawa raises a hand and waits for Chris Moore. Chris get's to his feet and turns around, right into a iron claw chokehold! Ginawa starts to force Chris down. First to one knee, then the other. Ginawa grins and tightens the hold. But Chris jumps back to his feet and tears Ginawa off him, then slams the young man with a massive spinebuster! Chris get's up and grabs Shiro by the hair, pulling him up and headbutting him hard. Ginawa now drops to one knee, and Chris just brings a huge knee across leveling the champion. Chris reaches down and clasps a hand around Ginawa's throat, then lifts him to his feet, and then clear off the ground into a mighty chokeslam!

TC: That's the Chris we all love! Chokeslam him again, be a good boy

Chris straddles Ginawa's chest and starts pummeling him in the head, punching over and over again. Then when one of his arms comes back, Ginawa kicks a leg up and hooks it, pulling Chris down into a pinning situation and himself up to sit! 1........... 2... kickout! Ginawa rolls over hsi shoulder to his feet, and Chris get's up as well. Both men rush each other and slam into their opponent with a lariat! But neither man falls down. They both hit the ropes and come after one another again, and again they slam into each other! Ginawa runs back against the ropes, but Chris stands his ground and catches Ginawa unaware, leveling him with a huge lariat!

Ginawa get's back to his feet but Chris grabs him by the throat. Ginawa starts struggling, but Chris hefts him up into the air. Ginawa lashes out, one kick cracking Chris in the back of the head! Chris's Chaos Rising (Huge Chokeslam) falters and Ginawa just drops to the ground as Chris staggers forward. Ginaw quickly get's to his feet. Chris turns around and Shiro sucker punches him, then spins him around and hits the Dangan Driver (Burning Hammer)!!! Shiro throws Chris's legs over his own shoulders and rolls him into a ball, then plants his feet against the top rope pushing down! The referee counts, 1.................... 2................ Chris tries to kick out, but can't beat the pressure on him............ 3................................

Announcer: Winner at 7:54, and still UAW Weaponmaster Champion, Shiro Ginawa!

{Shiro releases and rolls out of the ring as Chris scrambles to his hands and knees and reaches for him. Ginawa quickly retrieves his title from the referee and bounces over the guardrail and moves off into the back as Chris Moore roars in fury in the ring.}

DC: Ginawa used his head again, while I don't like that kind of use, it is making the rules work for you

TC: It certainly is, an it just humiliated the big Moore brother

DC: Which brings to mind, where's Ogre? I thought we'd see him down here for sure!

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{Camera's move into the back where Rymiel sits in his chair, Big Daddy Cain stands before him growling.}

BDC: Rymiel, I don't care, I want the chance to get in that ring!

Rymiel: Cain, I'm sorry, but Garret and Outcast's past match does indeed hold president over your matchup - and Garret is a loyalist, so the effect will still be achieved

BDC: Then what am I supposed to do??

Rymiel: I don't know, why don't you go soften up the Sins some. I think it's time they tasted some of their own medicine

{Cain growls and walks to the door, flinging it open and stepping out.}

BDC: You want to see a hunter, you'll get one.....

{Cain slams the door and leaves}

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TC: Hehe, HardKore was right already. Rymiel's already his old self again. Can't trust a thing that snake says

DC: I disagree

TC: You always do

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{Down a hallway Brian Johnson stands, next to him is the UAW newcomer Flash! Flash stands in his customary bright hawaiian style shirt. One hand curled up rubbing his chin with a smile.}

Brian Johnson: Flash, welcome to the UAW

Flash: Thanks man

Brian Johnson: Since no one really accepted your open challenge, you don't have a match tonight.

Flash: Yeah, I had planned on showing everyone my skill. But it looks like you'll all just have to wait until next week. But Flash had a great idea. Some little loser..... Lawson was it? Decided he wanted to ruin my perfectly fine challenge by disrespecting me! So I want to challenge that Lawson person to match next show. I'll give everyone the stipulations later this week, assuming he's man enough to accept!

{Flash turns and walks off, leaving Brian Johnson standing there, with a slightly puzzled look.}

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{Ogre sits on a couch in his lockerroom. He's calmly drinking a soda as Britain E sits next to him. She seems concerned as she watches him.}

Britain E: Ogre, why didn't you get involved and take your title back? This isn't like you

Ogre: Not in the mood, relax I know what I'm doing, I aint no bloody wanker

Britain E: Ah! I never said ye were

Ogre: Then it don't matter none, trust me, this's part of the plan

Britain E: What plan?

Ogre: That's none of yer business ye twit

Britain E: I am not just a tit!

Ogre: I SAID TWIT!!!

Britain E: Oh.....

Ogre: Ginawa stole that title, an' Chris aint gonna beat him actin like a bloody fool. So I'm thinkin 'bout what I need ta do ta beat him. It's just a matter of time.

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Match 2. Bates Masterson Vs. Mr. Electricity

{"ADIDAS" by Korn strikes and Bates walks out to a body shaking cheer from the crowd! Bates smiles and stands there with his arms crossed, soaking up the praise he couldn't for weeks. Finally Bates grins and sprints to the ring, rolling inside and grabbing a microphone. He turns to face the stage.}

Bates Masterson: Mr. E, shit-for-face, whatever you wanna call yourself. Listen, we've played this game over and over again. And what's the same outcome every time?

{Bates waits a minute, then raises a finger and smiles.}

Bates Masterson: I didn't think you could answer that one, so I'll remind you. Bates Masterson 1, Mr. E 0. So what do you say we just drop this whole thing. You come out here, lay down and save us both the waste of energy, eh?

{Bates recieves his answer as a rush, as "Hit the Lights" by Metallica blasts and Mr. E walks out onto the stage a smirk on his face. He carries a microphone and brings it around to speak.}

Mr. E: No Bates, you've been warring for a long time now. I thought you had FINALLY gotten some sense in your head, finally got an idea what the winning side is. Now it becomes clear that your still a stupid little boy trying to play hero. You may have beaten me in the past, but not this time. This time I'm going to crush you.....

{E drops the microphone and begins his approach. He walks down to the ring and climbs in staring Bates in the eye. Then the bell rings.}

DC: This should be....

Bates and E slam into each other, sending right after left into the other man. It almost looks like a Dragonball Z cartoon as both men unload. E stops the exchange by stepping in and cracking his skull against Bates. Bates drops to one knee, but quickly rushed forward and spears Mr. E. Bates get's to his feet and pulls E up, but Mr. E slams a forearm between Bates's legs and heaves him over with a fireman's carry. E rolls over and locks on a hard armbar, but Bates is fast to the ropes and the hold is broken.

TC: Both men seem to have alot of fire going into this

Mr. E backs up a step, and the moment Bates is on his feet the Loyalist takes a jumping knee strike to the forehead! Bates staggers back then comes in with a hard clothesline, knocking E to the mat. Mr. E rolls out of the way of an elbow drop and back to his feet. Bates comes in again, with time switching around behind E and planting him with a backdrop. Masterson grabs a handful of hair and yanks E to his feet, before connecting with a jumping DDT. Once more he lifts E to his feet and whips him into the ropes. E comes back with a clothesline, but Bates ducks. E hits the ropes again, but leaps off with a high karate kick, cracking Bates in the jaw as he turns around. Bates staggers back into the ropes, and bounces off. E nails him with a heavy kick, then sets him up and lifts the turncoat into the air.

DC: Looks like this is it!

Mr. E stalls Bates in the air, then drops hitting the Curcuit Breaker (Screwdriver)! Mr. E doesn't bother pinning, instead he grabs the referee and punches him once in the head. The referee stumbles and falls down, KO'd from one blow. Mr. E waves to the stage and the Sins appear. HardKore, Chris and Spike Moore all three come walking down. A moment later they have Bates held by the Moore's as Mr. E beats on him.

DC: Ring the bell! Once again.... this is pathetic

TC: Hey! Everyone thinks the Sins are done, this is proof they're not. And proof to Bates what happens when you turn on your one time friends

DC: This is a lesson we've all known forever, this is just overkill

Bates is punched again and again in the face, Mr. E laughing as he beats on his rival. HardKore smiles and signals and E backs off. HardKore grabs Bates by the hair and yanks his head back.

HardKore: How does it feel Bates?! Is your betrayal worth this?

HardKore kicks him in the gut, then slaps Bates again. HardKore takes a step back and motions again, the Moore's fling Bates forward into a waiting Bloody End (Stone Cold Stunner)! Then there's a blast from the stage as "Crush 'em", by Megadeath hits. The Sins turn and prepare for a fight as BDC charges the ring!

Cain slides in and takes out Chris Moore's legs, then grabs Spike and throws him out over the top rope. Mr. E charges in and slugs BDC, but the Heavy Ryder grabs him by the neck and throws him backwards into the turnbuckle. HardKore takes the advantage and grapples with BDC, but Cain get's the upper hand and hits The Big Drop (Sky High)!! HardKore rolls out of the ring, where the other Sins wait.

{The Sins turn and leave the ring as Cain helps Bates up.}

DC: Well we knew something like this had to happen. I still say the Sins are going to be done very quickly unless they get some serious help. And no one's going to help them

TC: I disagree, in every way

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{Backstage Craig Williams, also known as Outcast sits on a white papered chair. A doctor stands in front of him looking over some X-rays. Outcast peers at the transparent slides as well.}

Doctor: No Mr. Williams, everything looks good to me

Outcast: What about that dark spot?

Doctor: That's something you ate for dinner

Outcast: Ohhh, you sure it's not a tumor?

Doctor: No, it's not a tumor

Outcast: It's not a tumor?

Doctor: Not a tumor at all

Outcast: Oh..... must be an ulser then! My stomach always hurts. That's it! I have an ulcer!!!

Doctor: That's not an ulcer

Outcast: How do you know?! Have you seen it? No? I didn't think so

Doctor: Sir, I'm a doctor.....

Outcast: Ohh, so I guess that means your smart or something huh?

{The doctor just looks at Outcast like he has three heads}

Outcast: What?

Doctor: Your wasting my time. I'm leaving now Mr. Williams

{Outcast looks paniced}

Outcast: Wait wait! What if I come down with something else?! What am I supposed to do without a doctor here! I think I have herpies!!!

Doctor: Herpies is a venerial disease......

Outcast: Oh..... I mean the mumps! The mumps!!!!!! Help!!!!

{While Outcast freaks out the doctor just walks away.}

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TC: He's gone crazy

DC: I think the term is a hypochondriac

TC: What the hell is that?

DC: Someone who makes up illnesses

{In the arena the lights dim, everything grows dark. The screen turns on pulsing with a dim yellow-gold. Slowly from the shadow words begin to emerge. They simply read, "Soon".}

DC: What is this?

TC: A warning?

DC: Or a premonition

TC: A premonition to what? That's the question

{Just then the screen shuts down and the arena's lights come back up. Leaving everyone confused.}

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{HardKore is walking through the back, the Sins have apparantly left except for Spike Moore. The two members of the Sins walk as they speak.}

HardKore: I'm getting sick of this already

Spike Moore: Sick of what?

HardKore: I don't like being the one's being hunted. I get these damn paranoid feelings everytime I'm in the hall like this. I'm thinking it might be time to put everything on the line, once and for all

Spike Moore: I don't know, that's really predictable - plus it's being done by the WWF

HardKore: Oh true, and I don't want to make their storylines look worse

Spike Moore: So what do we do then?

HardKore: We start playing shadow games with them. What do you say we put phase one into action tonight?

{As they speak Maximus silently drops from the ceiling and starts walking behind them.}

Spike Moore: So we should start eliminating those idiots one by one?

HardKore: Starting with Maximus and Primal

Spike Moore: Why those two first?

HardKore: Because I'm sick of that loser threatening me. He chickened out of the PPV match because he knew I'd finish his perfect record. I want him eliminated.

Spike Moore: No problem

{Maximus steps forward and grabs Spike by the side of the face and smashes his face into the wall with a loud crack, blood washes over the wall as Spike drops to the ground, KO'd by the monsterous hit. HardKore spins around with a warrior's instinct and blocks the attempted grab of his head. Maximus smiles.}

Maximus: What if I eliminate you first HardKore? How does it feel to be the hunted?

{HardKore smirks}

HardKore: Your only hunted when your scared

{Now Maximus smirks}

Maximus: Shall we dance Master HardKore?

HardKore smirks and leaps in, snapping an uppercut into Maximus's jaw. HardKore grabs Maximus by the waist and charges into the nearest wall, slamming him into it. Maximus grunts, but brings his fists down in a massive double axe handle smash into the small of HardKore's back. The Arena Champion shudders, but pulls back and slams his shoulder into Maximus's stomach. Maximus roars and grabs HardKore with a huge bellow lifting him up to a powerbomb position!

HardKore kicks off the wall, and the force throws Maximus down, and HardKore lands on top of him. HardKore smirks and cracks both elbows back into Maximus's ribs! The Arena Champ rolls off the Dark One and stands up.

HardKore: C'mon Max, is that the best ya got?

Maximus get's to his feet and smirks. He steps in, HardKore throws a big right hand - but Maximus catches it in his palm and starts squeezing, HardKore throws his left, but it's caught as well! Maximus steps in and starts overpowering HardKore, forcing him down. HardKore grits his teeth and tenses, pressing back.

HardKore: Nice......... try.............

HardKore brings a knee up, catching Maximus in the midsection. Max releases the hold and HardKore grabs him by the hair, turning and throwing him into the closest wall. Maximus hits and turns around, but takes a spear right back into the wall. HardKore grabs Maximus by the temples and yanks his head forward, screaming into his face.

HardKore: Maximus! I AM YOUR ANTITHESIS! EVERYTHING YOU DO, I DO BETTER! YOUR DONE, THIS IS OVER!! ADMIT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Maximus growls and grabs HardKore by the neck, lifting him off his feet and stepping away from the wall. HardKore chokes and struggles, until finally Maximus changes it into a two-hand chokeslam, planting HardKore on the concrete floor! Maximus rolls him to his feet and grabs the champ by the neck.

Maximus: You know NOTHING HardKore.....

Maximus screams and throws HardKore into a corner! HardKore yelps in pain and steps forward, but Maximus clotheslines him back to the floor. He grabs HardKore around the ankles and starts spinning....

DC: Giant SWING!!!!!

Maximus finally releases and HardKore crashes through a nearby table, sending food and drink clattering across the floor in a massive spray. Maximus stalks over and grabs HardKore by the shirt and yanks him off the ground.

Maximus: Would you like more???

Maximus picks HardKore up and body slams him onto the remaining tables, breaking that. Maximus takes a step back and disappears. HardKore slowly get's to his feet, shaking his head to clear it. He turns and a trash can is thrown into his head. HardKore falls backwards, into the wall and wobbles out. Maximus picks up the can and puts it over HardKore's head and arms. Maximus winds up, but the trash can lurches forward and the metal edge catches Maximus in the face, stunning him. Then the can leaps forward and body presses him! HardKore struggles and splits the trash can! Throwing the garbage halves away. HardKore laughs.

HardKore: Think you had me so simply?!

HardKore grabs Maximus and whips him into the wall, the Dark One falls backwards after hitting it, and HardKore catches him, hitting a massive german suplex onto the floor!! HardKore get's to his feet, as does Maximus. The Arena champion smirks and rushes forward, this time Maximus catches him into a military press, and lifts him up high. Maximus turns and hurls him through a doorway!! HardKore tumbles through the shattered wood and get's up to one knee, he's immediately met by a squad of referee's who restrain him. HardKore stares a hole through Maximus. Meanwhile the Dark One smiles and laughs as the referee's swarm between them.

TC: This is so cheap!! I wanna see it end!!!!

DC: Looks like Rymiel has other plans

TC: He's always screwing the fans!

DC: Oh shut up

TC: It's true, I tell you we traded one dictator for another

DC: That may be so, but your condeming the man before he has a chance to prove himself

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{Bahamut is seen walking through the back, his face is drawn into a long scowl as he moves down the hallway. Bahamut glares at some of the stagehands walking along. Finally he rounds a corner and Brian Johnson sees him.}

Brian Johnson: Bahamut! Can I get your reaction on the war that just took place??

{Bahamut frowns and yanks the microphone away from Brian Johnson}

Bahamut: Get the hell away from me Johnson!!

{Brian Johnson steps back surprised and looks at Bahamut questioningly.}

Bahamut: What? Do I seem different??

{Brian nods}

Bahamut: That's because I am. You know I followed a code forever, and what happened? I bled and fought for this federation, what do I get?! WHAT?! I get nothing!

{Brian frowns}

Bahamut: Oh, you don't like that do you?? Tough shit pal. I've had enough of being trampled, I've had enough of being pushed around. Garret, I hold nothing against you - but if I'm going to achieve anything out of this federation, then it looks like I'll need to take it with these two hands.

{Bahamut grabs Johnson by the collar and hauls him in close, whispering with a sadistic gleam in his eye and harsh tone}

Bahamut: There comes a time in every man's life when he needs to decide if he's going to sit by the wayside and watch the world roll past him..... Or if he's going to reach out and rip everything out of his way. That's my decision. MAXIMUS, I need to speak with you. You can come find me, you know the way.....

{Bahamut shoves Johnson backwards and storms off. A moment later Flash walks around the corner. He smiles to Johnson and shakes his finger at him.}

Flash: Johnson, I know you want to be around the hottest new thing in the UAW. But please! I need my space!

{Flash laughs and walks off down the hallway, casual without a care in the world. He starts to round the corner and suddenly a stop sign smashes down over his head. Flash collapses, and Bahamut steps out. He smirks and throws the stop sign down onto Flash's body with a laugh and walks off.}

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DC: Looks like Bahamut just made an enemy

TC: Flash? You sure he's a threat?

DC: I don't discount anyone, unlike you

Match 3. Outcast Vs. Garret J. Decree

{Without his music Outcast steps out onto the ramp. He looks around confused, then "Stupify" by Disturbed starts and he jumps half a mile. Outcast calms himself and continues hobbling down to the ring.}

DC: Why is he limping?

TC: Think he hurt himself?

DC: No, but I bet he does

{Outcast sneezes and collapses against the ring, looking quite pathetic as he rolls inside and tries to sniff up the non-existant running nose.}

DC: I wonder wether or not this'll be a good match

{"Let's go all the Way", by Insane Clown Posse hits the sound system and Garret Decree steps out onto the stage with Deanne. Garret recieves a massive cheer from the crowd as he bades Deanna goodbye and makes his way to the ring. Once there he climbs the stairway and steps into the ring.}

DC: Well Garret seems to be ready for the match-up

The bell rings and Garret steps forward, grabbing Outcast and pulling him into a side headlock. Outcast shoves him off and into the ropes. Garret's return trip is stopped by a hurricarana as Outcast rolls back to his feet. Garret is up also, but Outcast grabs him and hits a snap suplex. Outcast wastes no time and climbs the turnbuckle. He sits at the top, Garret get's to his feet, and Outcast flies off with a missle dropkick. Garret sees it coming and drops to the mat, as Outcast flies overhead and crashes into the mat.

TC: Think Outcast'll get up? Or do you think he thinks he broke his legs?

To answer that Outcast leaps back to his feet as Garret runs towards him, and lands a big dropkick! Garret is thrown into the ropes, but grabs onto them and stops himself. Outcast charges in with a clothesline, but Garret body drops him over the top! Outcast grabs the rope and lands on the apron, grabbing Garret from behind and hitting a reverse guillotine drop!!

DC: Ohhhh! That was viscious

TC: I liked it

Outcast rolls back into the ring and pulls Garret to his feet. Craig Williams fires off a volley of punches, staggering Decree. But instead of rocking backwards Decree explodes into action, slamming his fists into Outcast's ribs. Outcast clutches his stomach in pain, shouting something about his ulcer. Garret doesn't slow down though and whips Outcast into the ropes, catching him with a hard spinebuster onto the mat. Garret drops and locks Outcast into a Bow&Arrow Lock.

DC: Think this is it?

TC: No, but it'll weaken the back

DC: Terry, and intelligent sentence from your mouth.....

TC: Freaky......

Outcast struggles and rolls off, breaking the hold. Outcast is back on his feet, this time holding his back. Garret still moves in and hits a hard kick to the stomach, doubling him over. Garret grabs Outcast and lifts him up into an over-the-shoulder powerbomb position. Garret pauses at the ropes, then slowly turns around and sends him onto the mat in a heap. Outcast rolls to the outside of the ring quickly.

DC: Garret's taking the lead

Decree measures up and dashes into the ropes, gaining momentum and flinging himself out over the top rope in a body press! But Outcast is ready and leaps up with a dropkick! Both men collide and are thrown backwards into the security barricade, both men crumble in a heap. Garret is rolled off Outcast as he starts to get to his feet. Outcast grabs Garret by the hair and rolls him back into the ring, quickly pinning, 1............. 2................ kickout!

TC: Not quite ya freak

Outcast get's to his feet and snapmare's Garret over. Criag Williams quickly makes his way to the corner and mounts the turnbuckle. This time he leaps off with a senton splash, and lands squarely across Garret's chest. Outcast jumps to his feet and goes to the corner again, once more attempting the splash - but Garret rolls aside and Williams crashes into the canvas. Outcast get's to his feet and takes a hard clothesline back to the mat. Williams is back to his feet quickly though and ducks the next clothesline attempt, swinging behind Garret he hooks him up into a full nelson. Garret struggles and breaks the hold, reversing behind Outcast and grabbing him for a german suplex, and hurls him backwards. But Outcast flips and lands on his feet. Garret get's up quickly, and turns directly into a hard roundhouse kick, Garret staggers, but spins into a hook kick. Outcast ducks and catches Garret surprised, nailing him with a spear!

DC: Great skill in that ring

TC: Great boredom

Outcast pulls him to his feet and locks Garret into a suplex, slamming him down hard. Outcast jumps up and drops an elbow, but Garret rolls aside and Outcast bounces back to his feet holding his elbow as he wobbles around the ring in an extendedly overdrawn melodramatic injury. Garret watches confused. Outcast walks back to him and starts complaining about his elbow. Garret listens for a moment, then yanks him in and hits a Downward Spiral!!! Garret rolls Outcast over and hooks in the X-Caliber (Single Leg Crab w/ Knee in Spine)! Outcast starts tapping before the move is fully applied.

Announcer: Winner at 4:19, Garret J Decree!

DC: Looks like Outcast didn't want to take any more of that than he had too

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{The scene switches to the back, where Rymiel is standing behind his desk in a fighting stance. Meanwhile on the other side of the desk Ogre stands, with a pickaxe in hand. The blade is already buried in the surface of the desk. Ogre watches with mild amusement, as he lifts a leg and yanks the weapon free.}

Ogre: Listen here ole' chap, that cheater Ginawa. I want my shot at that belt on the next Deathmatch, and I want it in a steel cage.

{Rymiel looks confused}

Rymiel: That's all? No problem

Ogre: Oh that's not all, I want this to be a last man standing match

Rymiel: No sweat

{Ogre smiles and leans the weapon over his shoulder. He smiles and nods.}

Ogre: Now, what was this about showin all of us who's in charge?

{Rymiel pales}

Ogre: We didn't move against ye at all ye stupid bloke. So you listen up and listen good. Cuz I won't put up with that, ye bollock. So ye get it into yer head who's doing what. Then tell me, an if it's a fight you want.....

{Ogre paws the weapon suggestively, Rymiel nods and swallows}

Rymiel: No problem, consider the issue resolved

Ogre: Good, now if you'll excuse me. I'm late ye see.....

{Ogre turns and walks off}

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{Spike Moore is seen walking backstage, holding his head from the bashing Maximus gave it. Then a sudden roar is heard and the crates behind him explode as their thrown aside! A forklift smashes through and comes after Spike Moore. Spike scrambles to get away as the forklift spins and takes aim on him. The huge metal prongs spin and catch him in the ribs, throwing the smaller Moore brother across the hallway and into the wall. Spike crumples and the forklift bears down on him, the prongs sticking into the wall on either side of him. Spike struggles weakly, but he's pinned.}

Voice: Heya Spike!

{The camera pans back to see Rush Man leaning out of the driving cab of the forklift. He laughs and shuts the vehicle down.}

Rush Man: How's it goin 'pal'? Ya know, some people take it horribly personal when you try to break their legs.....

{Rush slides out of the cab, and brings a sledgehammer out with him. He smiles and uses a foot to kick one of Spike's legs out from under the metal prongs. He holds the sledgehammer ready and lifts it up into the air.}

Rush Man: I'm one of them!

{Rush is about to bring the sledgehammer down when it's yanked out of his graps. Instinctively Rush dives over the prongs and rolls to his feet. Chris Moore holds the sledgehammer ready.}

Rush Man: You can't protect him forever. I'm going to cripple that little whore. Be ready Moore.....

{Rush turns and walks off as Chris helps Spike up and out from under the metal lift forks of the forklift.... redundant eh?}

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DC: Well looks like both Rush and Ogre and making their presence known

TC: For once I like Rush, he has some balls!

DC: I have to admit, that's quite a move for him

{"Down with the Sickness", by Disturbed blasts and the crowd explodes with boo's and jeers. HardKore steps out onto the stage and looks around. The crowd continues it's massive roar of hatred. HardKore smirks and continues down. Halfway there the crowd's boo turns into a cheer as Maximus runs down the ramp and throws HardKore into the ring!}

DC: It looks like they'll finally finish things here and now!

TC: Yes!!!

{Maximus slides into the ring and stands at attention. HardKore get's up and jumps into Maximus's face, he starts talking all kinds of trash. Then Maximus is hit from behind by the Sins!}

DC: What is this?!

TC: And ambush brainiac

{The Sins start tp pummel Maximus into the mat. Chris Moore slides outside and grabs a handful of weapons, hurling them to the Sins. Who then grab up the weapons and start smashing them into the Dark One's back. The Sins pick Maximus up, and Mr. Electricity steps in and lifts him into a big Circuit Breaker (Screwdriver)! Now Spike yanks Maximus up and nails the GodSmack (Twist of Fate). Chris reaches down and clamps a hand onto the Dark One's neck and yanks him to his feet, hitting Chaos Rising (Huge Chokeslam)!!! Now HardKore pulls the groggy and stunned Maximus to his feet, he laughs at him, slaps the big man once, then hits The Bloody End (Stone Cold Stunner)!!!}

DC: This is just wrong

{HardKore yells to the referee, the Sins surround him and he rings the bell...}

TC: Wait... the match just started....

DC: Oh no.....

HardKore drops and pins Maximus, 1.................... 2......................................................... the referee waits an long long time to give Maximus a chance..................................... 3.........................................

Announcer: Winner at :05, HardKore...............

{HardKore jumps up and starts taunting to the crowd. He grabs a microphone as the Sins kick Maximus.}

HardKore: How does it feel HUNTER? eh Maximus? Your first loss in this federation, and it's to ME!! ME you little bitch, wake up!!!! You [ ]er!!!! Get up, I wanna see your face you whore!

{HardKore slaps Maximus, then turns and looks out to the crowd.}

HardKore: You see me?! THERE ISN'T A PERSON ALIVE THAT CAN TAKE ME!!! NO ONE!!! I DARE ANY OF YOU PUSSY'S IN THE BACK TO EVEN.....

{The lights begin to dim and a fog starts to emerge on the rampway and stage. As this happens some gothic chant music begins and monks dressed in dark long robes walk down the rampway and form 2 lines. The music stops... and the monks all point up at Hardkore in the ring. Then a loud voice booms through the arena}

"I was the supressed force"
"I fought for the people, and for myself"
"Then you Hardkore, thought you could take it away from me"
"All my sweat"
"All my blood"
"You thought you could burn-out my soul and never see me again"
"Well Hardkore, my return is imminent"

{With these words the robbed monks begin to leave}

"Hardkore, the wrath of a thousand armies is about to be unleased"
"My soul burns forever..."
"And finally..."

{A figure is now seen through the fog}

"I am a Golden God, and you arent even famous!"

{With that "Wait and Bleed" by Slipknot hits and the fog starts to disappear with an anxious crowd awaiting the revealing of the figure. And as the fog disapeers the Golden God, Jordan Garski appears doing his traditional entry way taunt. He finishes it, tosses his bottle of water aside and stares a hole right into Hardkore. The crowd goes ballistic as Jordan Garski returns to the UAW. Garski ignores the Sins and just starts marching down to the ring.}

{HardKore yells to the Sins, who pour out of the ring after Garski. Jordan catches Spike with a roundhouse to the head, stunning the previously injured man. Chris Moore grabs Jordan, but Garski knocks his arms away and slings the former Weaponmaster Champion over the security barricade, where he's mauled by angry fans. Mr. E punches Garski in the face, but Jordan spins with the blow into a spinning hook kick, his heel catching E on the back of the head. Electricity collapses in a heap. Leaving Garski just staring at HardKore.}

{HardKore backs up a few steps and invites Jordan into the ring. Garski closes his eyes for a moment and smiles. With a rush he charges into the ring and right to his feet. HardKore and Garski meet in the center, each one punching the other rapidly. Finally HardKore takes a hard hit and pauses for a moment, that's all the time Garski needs to set him up for the Golden Gauntlet (Insiders Edge), but HardKore kicks free and quickly slides out of the ring. He starts to back up the walkway, swearing at The Golden God as he does. Garski leans on the ropes with a smile. The UAW logo appears as the screen fades with Garski's image, his music drowned out by cheers.}