November 15, 1998

EWA Presents

Extreme Measures

Artful: {sitting with his feet propped up on the announcers desk) "Okay everyone, it's time to sit down, maybe grab a cold beverage and/or some tasty snacks, and watch the hotest show in wrestling today."

Richard Riley: "Welcome everyone to another HOT episode of the best action in wrestling today. We have a great show for you tonight with two HUGE title matches as well as some other surprises. I'm your "voice of reason" Richard Riley calling the shots with my always unpredictable co-host, EWA President T. Artful dodger. How are you tonight Artful?"

Artful: "Never, EVER use my full name like that. Ever. Never. I'm fine, thank you for asking. But aside from all of that 'how do you do' crap, we've some sort of big time action in store for all of you tonight. In addition to the two title matches, we've got a Cesspool Scafold match. I'm not looking forward to the smell of that match, lemme tell ya."

Richard Riley: "Duly noted boss. That scaffold match may leave a foul smell, but when ever that Drifter wrestles is there not a rather pungent, foul smell left in the arena? I believe that our first match is going to set the tone of the evening. It's a submission only match featuring the latest monster to hit the EWA, the "Warlord" Vappa Mies. What's your take on this man?"

Artful: He's one big, not nice guy. He's had more than a few choice words for the members of the EWA, and America in general. All I really have to say is it sucks to be the guy that's got to face him."

Richard Riley: "That finishing hold of his should lend itself real well to the style of this match. I feel real sorry for Davidson who was once a very promising rookie. Why don't we stop talking about it and go see what happens."

Artful: "Do we have to?"

Richard Riley: "We don't, but the fans didn't tune in to hear US talk all night!"

Artful: "Well, if you put it that way...."

The crowd is on its feet at this show, and all of them are responding to the same thing: The hot dog vendor! They get their hot dogs, all 1293987758894 of them (I think Thighs of Death isin the audience) when "Murder, Murder, Murder" by Twiztid blares over the speaker. Devilchild Derek Davidson runs down to the ring. Almost immediately "War Ensemble" blasts through the speakers. Vappa Mies, the Warlord, walks down to the ring, his grinning skull face mask impassive, and next to him is General Heimskur, looking disdainfully at the crowd. The entire crowd is booing, and now we know why so many hot dogs were sold. About fifty of them come flying toward Mies and Heimskur. Heimskur gets red in the face, and calls for a microphone.

Heimskur: This is exactly the treatment I expected from such an idiotic group of capitalists when faced with their betters! Tonight, my Warlord, Vappa Mies, will show you exactly what your betters can do!

The bell rings and Vappa grabs Davidson by the wrist, whipping him into the ropes and nearly takes his head off with a clothesline across the throat. Davidson rolls on the ground, and Vappa lifts him, slamming him to the mat in a scoop slam. Vappa lifts Davidson by the hair, and grabs his throat, choking him. The ref warns him off, but Vappa backhands him away and continues to choke him. The ref is back, and warns Mies again. Mies looks at him and chokeslams Davidson, then menaces the ref.

Heimskur: Even the corrupt authority of your country is no match for Vappa Mies! My Warlord will crush his opposition, crush the corrupt authority that has this country bound, and crush the rest of you pathetic weaklings! From the ashes of America our superiority will rise!

Vappa leaves the ref behind and grabs the stirring Davidson, kicking him in the gut and sending him into the turnbuckle. Davidson bounces out, and Vappa picks him up... OH!! He hits a NASTY piledriver! Mies lifts limp body of Davidson, gets on one knee, and hits a tilt-a-whirl back breaker!! Wait! He's not letting up! The jolt woke Davidson up, and the pressure is causing him to scream! He starts howling, finally getting the words "I give up!" out. Heimskur nods in approval.

WINNER: "Warlord" Vappa Mies via Total Domination

Heimskur: And when this country is on it's knees, begging, and pleading for release, for mercy.... it will find only this!

Heimskur motions to Vappa with a thumb across his throat. Vappa nods and puts more pressure on! Davidson cries out, and Vappa just jerks forward, pressing his knee up! With an audible "CRUNCH", Davidson spasms and goes limp. The entire audience is silent, and the EMT's run out to the ring. checking his pulse. The jumbo-tron shows a closeup of them, and the head EMT shakes his head. Derek Davidson is dead.

Suddenly, the jumbo-tron flickers, and Heimskur and Mies are on the screen, in full military gear. They are no longer at ringside, and must have slipped out while all eyes were on the EMT's. Heimskur cackles and looks into the jumbo-tron.

Heimskur: "That is what awaits you at the hands of my Warlord! Prepare, America! Your days of domination are over! Make way for a new force!"

The Jumbo-tron goes black.

Richard Riley: "Oh my God! Did you hear Davidson's back snap. I think he killed the man!"

Artful: "Well, that's the price you pay when you get into the ring with a monster like the Warlord." (shudders) "It gives me chills just thinking about what he's going to do to the next person he gets in the ring with."

Richard Riley: "It kind of reminds me of that scene from Rocky III when the Russian kills Apollo Creed except Apollo was pretty cool and Davidson kind of sucked but he still didn't deserve to die!"

Artful: "Well, that's debatable. Let's look at the evenings menu, and see what the next course is, shall we?" (picks up a sheet of paper) "Hmm, looks like Violent Dark vs Sid Seven. What kind of wine would you order with a match like that?"

Richard Riley: "How about some Chiante or a nice red. [ touches his head set] I just got word from the back that someone is demanding a little air time."

Artful: "Goddamnit. This is my show. I say who gets air time and who stays out on the pavement."

Richard Riley: "I guess we don't have any choice. Unless these glasses are getting old it looks like all the Jumbo-trons in the arena are lighting up which means someone is about to come down to ringside."

Artful: "Bloody hell."

Richard Riley: "Let's see who it is!"

The camera fades in to one of the huge Jumbo-trons in the arena... For a second there is no sound, no noise of any kind.... Slowly, the EWA logo fades in, with the words "EXTREME Wrestling Association" underneath.... Slowly, the logo fades out to a man of about twenty-four.... This man is "Daredevil" Mark Vizzack, superstar of countless regional and mainstream wrestling promotions all around the country. The Jumbo-tron then shows clips of some of Mark's past matches matches. The PA system blares on and "Don'Tell me (What Love Can Do)" by VanHalen starts to play. The man known as the "Daredevil" emerges from the entrance and slowly makes his way down to the ring. He grabs a microphone and leaps over the top rope into the ring.

VIZZACK: Y'know, I've been a lot of places in my six-year career...Wrestled everywhere. The cold winters of Seattle, the heat of Sweet Water, Texas, my own hometown of Baltimore, Maryland... and I've wrestled for all kinds of promotions. My last World Championship, for that matter, was crowned in a high school gym with a belt made out of painted steel. But, if I was in this business for the money, I'd never have survived. On the flipside, I've been in the ring against some of the top wrestlers in the world... Eddy Love, Steve Radder... Hornet. And, I've beaten 'em all. So you can imagine, when a promotion with a reputation like the EWA contacted me, telling me they were interested in a contract, I was very well excited.

But then I came down, on invitation, for a firsthand look at what EWA has to offer last Wednesday in Atlanta... and I was thoroughly disgusted. I mean, Ray Anthony gets hit in the crotch with a bowling ball? Drifter interfering in a match that he had nothing to do with? And the most unbelievable of all... Eli Flair is moments from causing Cyris to tap out... and Cyris, while I know you're more then competent... you've got to admit that tapping out DID cross your mind. But, instead of letting the match run its course, Suicide King asserts himself with a URINAL? And why, because he doesn't want his friend Cyris to be robbed? Here's a little tip on being a WRESTLER... Win or lose a match, but do it on your OWN TWO FEET.

Now, among all that violent crap... and I don't mince words. It's nothing but violent crap... there was decent wrestling. And that's why I'm here. I don't believe in barbed wire, or in bowling balls... I'm here to wrestle.

And trust me when I tell you, when it comes to aerial wrestling... nobody does it better then me. "Daredevil" Mark Vizzack. And that's precisely what I intend to do. I promise you fans, you'll get no blood out of me. You'll get no random and senseless acts of violence out of me. What you will get is a wrestling display that no other performer in the world can duplicate. You'll see a man fly higher in the ring then anyone ever has before.

My name is Mark Vizzack. Remember it well if you're not familiar with it already, because you're going to see a lot of it in the EWA. And I guarantee to every single fan sitting in those seats, you will always... ALWAYS get your money's worth from me.

Now to prove this fact, I challenge any man to come out here and wrestle me. I'm going to show all you fans first hand that I can beat your hardcore wrestlers by simply out wrestling them.

Vizzack drops the mic and waits in the corner for anyone to answer the challenge. A few minutes pass and finally someone comes walking quickly down the aisle towards the ring. As the man gets closer, you can see that it is Xavier. He grabs a chair and runs into the ring. He runs at Vizzack who is standing in the corner.

Xavier rears back with the chair and let's fly, but Vizzack ducks out of the way. The chair ricochets off the turnbuckle and Xavier gets nailed in the face with the chair. Xavier staggers back and Vizzack runs at the ropes and comes off with a flying spin wheel kick, knocking Xavier to the mat.

Vizzack quickly scales the turnbuckle as Xavier staggers back to his feet. Vizzack flies off and nails an amazing hurricanrana from half way across the ring. The force of the hold sends Xavier out of the ring to the floor. Vizzack springboards to the top rope and nails a suicide plancha down onto Xavier.

Vizzack rolls Xavier into the ring and then hops up onto the ring apron as Xavier stumbles up to his feet. The "Daredevil" catapults himself over the top rope for a flying lariat. He picks up Xavier and nails him with a boot to the midsection, doubling him over. Vizzack runs to the ropes and springs out backwards catching Xavier's head for a tornado DDT. He just hit the "Daredevil Flyer." He covers Xavier. The ref covers…1….2….3

Richard Riley: "The "Daredevil" has arrived in the EWA. That was an impressive display. He beat the hell out of Xavier with his high flying and might I add "non-hardcore" wrestling ability. What's your take on the man?"

Artful: "This guy's got style. Some might even say he's a legend in the making. I'm looking for a lot of good things to come out of this guy."

Richard Riley: "I'll bet a lot of guys here will be gunning for him after his very "anti-hardcore" remarks a few minutes ago. That's one thing you don't do and that's talk trash about "hardcore" in this fed. All things said, I like the guy!"

Artful: "Indeed. Hardcore is a way of life around here. To bad mouth it is to bite the hand that feeds you."

Richard Riley: "It's really about time we got a small amount of class and true wrestling ability around here. I hope the "Daredevil" shows these boys how it's done. I think the Dark-Seven match is about ready. Any comments on it?"

Artful: "VD (snicker) has been on a roll of late, despite narrowly missing a chance at being the North American Champion. I'm looking for him to climb his way through he ranks like a man possessed as he tries to capture gold for the first time here in the EWA."

Richard Riley: "I think VD [holds back laughter] has overcome a lot since joining the EWA and came within an inch of doing the impossible but his inexperience cost him. This should be a big test for him on his way back."

Artful: "Let's go to the ring."

"Walk" by Pantera blares from the speakers, and Sid Seven runs out, playing the crowd like a fan favorite, even though every one's booing him. When that's over, "Head Like A Hole" blares out, but no one comes to the entrance. Seven turns, expecting Violent Dark to be behind him, but he isn't..

Suddenly, VD rolls out from under the ring on the entrance side and rolls in! Seven turns just in time to get a big fist in the face and boot to the gut! Seven bends over the straightens up, locking with VD, and sets him up for a powerslam, but Violent slams a hand back into his face. Seven drops Dark awkwardly, but Dark is up, and hits a belly to back suplex OVER THE ROPES!!

Seven lands the wrong way and is out! Dark is NOT happy with this, he starts screaming at Seven to get up, then rolls out, slamming Seven's head into the apron. He tosses Seven into the ring, and picks him up, hitting a belly to belly suplex, and following it up with kicks to the head and chest. He looks down at the limp form of Seven and shakes his head, picks him up one last time and hits the Violent Vengeance. He rolls him over, covering him. The referee gets the three count with ease.

WINNER: Violent Dark via Violent Vengeance

As Dark exits the ring, Drifter and Pimp Daddy J come out from the entrance, menacingly toward Dark. Dark backs up, and is against the apron. Drifter and PDJ look at him, then each other, and thrust something out to him. Violent Dark takes it, and unfurls it. It's a Death Row T-shirt. Drifter and PDJ leave, leaving Violent Dark to stare at the shirt.

Artful: "Oh dear. Death Row rears it's ugly head for the first time in months!"

Richard Riley: "That was an impressive win for Violent Dark. I wonder if it was a smart move career wise to join Death Row?"

Artful: "Well, given their checkered past, it's hard to say. Under the leadership of Pimp Daddy J, anything could happen. For all we know VD (slight laugh) and Drifter could be out whorin' themselves on the corner after the show."

Richard Riley: "Doesn't seem like a very profitable endeaver, but it still was a good win for VD[laugh] and should give that poor beleageured group a lift."

Artful: "Indeed it should. Our next match features two of the hot young newcomers to the EWA. Matt Blanchard and Touchdown Tommy. Both have had some very strong words to say about the other, but niether is willing to back down as they fight thier way to the top."

Richard Riley: "TD definitely pissed off a few people with his remarks namely our current Cruiserweight champion, Johnny sledge. You think that TD was playing too much football without a helmet? He seemed to think that he was eligible for a Cruiserweight title shot against Sledge. Well, this Slim fast's for you buddy!"

Artful: "Sledge has never been one to say no to a fight, but I'm fairly sure that the Cruiser title will NOT be up for grabs if they ever step into the ring together."

Richard Riley: "You know, you may be right. I may be wrong but I thought I saw TD running around wrapped in some sort of celephane and drinking a quick trim shake before."

Artful: "Is he insane? Everyone know that the only way to lose weight is to eat brussel sprouts."

Richard Riley: "Maybe you can tell him that later. Right now let's see if TD can beat the cruiserweight he's wrestling tonight!"

The EWA ring crew puts the finishing touches on replacing the ring ropes with barbed wire, as "The Launch" by Boston begins to play. "Maverick" Matt Blanchard comes out from behind the curtain, he is wearing street clothes. Mav seems to be aware of the dangers of a barbed wire match. The fans are cheering for this new-comer to the EWA. They have really taken to this kid, only after one match under his belt. He takes his time going down the aisle, focusing on the ring and the barbed wire that has been put in place of the ropes. He gets to the ring and carefully rolls into the ring, making sure not to touch the barbed wire. He stands up in the ring, and his music fades in the Michigan Fight Song.

The fans instantly start to go into boos when Touchdown Tommy comes out from the back. He's wearing his normal ring attire, with a football jersey on. He goes down to ring side but does not go into the ring, maybe he is having second thoughts about this match.... Wait!!! Mav has decided to start the match himself, and jumps over the top rope and catches him with a cross body. The music silences, and the ref calls for the bell to start the match.

The two get up and begin to trade lefts and rights outside the ring, with nobody really getting the advantage. TDT finally gains the advantage, and throws Mav into the steel steps. TDT walks over to the time keeper's table, and grabs a roll of barbed wire that is left over from what was used to put up on the ring. He goes back around and is now behind Mav, and he hits Mav in the back of the head with the barbed wire. Mav falls to the floor, and you can see that he is bleeding pretty bad from the back of the head. TDT pulls the shirt off of Mav, and runs the roll of barbed wire across the back of Mav, and his back becomes a bloody mess as well. TDT puts down the roll for a moment, so he can set up Mav against the steps. He picks up the roll of barbed wire again, and gets a running start at Mav, but Mav puts his leg up and kicks the barbed wire into the face of TDT. TDT drops the roll and falls to the floor, his face having been sliced numerous times by the barbed wire. Mav picks up the roll of barbed wire and throws it into the ring. Mav rolls into the ring, and TDT is starting to get up, but down the aisle comes Johnny Sledge!!! The fans go nuts when the see him, and this gets the attention of TDT. TDT is in shock at Sledge's appearance, and is now trying even harder to get up. Sledge is taking his time down to the aisle, and he has a very serious look on his face. TDT finally gets up and gets into the ring.

Mav goes for a quick clothesline, but TDT ducks it and hits him with a releasing belly to back suplex. He turns and sees that Sledge is now at ring side. TDT stops and turns his attention to Sledge, as Sledge walks up the steps. This has given Mav time to get up, and kick TDT in the back. He then hits TDT with the lights out onto the roll of barbed wire!!! Sledge begins to laugh like crazy, and turns and walks away from the ring. He makes the cover, and the ref makes the count.

1...2...3!!!!

Winner: Maverick via Lights Out

Artful: "Oh, tough break for Touchdown Tommy. Looks like he'll be riding the bench for a while."

Richard Riley: "Couch Sismanis is probably going to make him run up every stair in the arena now. It was a good match but the smaller, faster guy won out!"

Artful: "Funny how that works. Speaking of smaller, faster guys. Next up is that Cesspool Scaffold match Featuring Johnny Sledge and Drifter."

Richard Riley: "This should be an interesting match. Both men have been with the EWA basically since it opened but have yet to EVER face each other in the ring. [covers his mouth with a cloth] It smells like they uncovered that vat of sewage."

Artful: "Oh yes. Drifter should feel right at home in this match. (begins to gag) I think it's time everyone in the arena don thier official EWA Gas masks for the duration of the match." (takes a gas mask out from under the table and puts it on)

Richard Riley: [voice slightly muffled by the gas mask] "Brought to you by your friends at Hershfelder's Army/Navy Surplus store. Let's get to the ring before I vomit!"

The camera pans to an area to the back of the arena where a huge scaffold has been erected. The scaffold actually sits in a 6 ft deep pool of raw sewage. A ramp way has been erected so that the wrestlers can reach the ladder to climb up to the top. The fans have all backed away from the area due to the smell.

"Epic" by Faith No More begins to blast over the PA system as Johnny Sledge walks out of the entranceway to a very loud ovation from the fans. He is carrying the EWA Cruiserweight title and he raises it above his head as the fans react. He walks over towards the scaffold. He wrinkles his nose up at the smell and slowly ascends the ladder to the top of the 6 ft wide scaffold. He raises his hands once more as the music changes.

"Riders on the Storm" by the Doors begins to beat through the arena as Drifter makes his way out to a loud round of boos from the fans. Drifter begins yelling at the fans as they throw cups and other debris in his direction. He walks over to the scaffold apparently not effected by the smell of the sewage. He climbs the ladder to the scaffold.

Drifter finally reaches the top as the bell rings however Sledge meets him before he can climb to his feet and starts laying the boots to him. Sledge continues to kick Drifter in the head. Drifter slips and slides a few rungs down the ladder.

Sledge climbs down after Drifter and nails him few more times in the head. Sledge goes for another kick but Drifter grabs his foot and pulls him down. Sledge hangs on for dear life as Drifter begins punching him in the chest and stomach. Sledge swings himself around to the other side of the ladder. The two men trade blows through the rungs of the ladder.

Both men begin to climb back up. Drifter climbs to the top of the Scaffold and then pulls Sledge up by the hair. Drifter nails his smaller opponent across the back sending him face down onto the scaffold. Drifter immediately drops and attempts to push Sledge off of the scaffold. Sledge's leg hangs off as Drifter continues to push. Sledge's body is hanging off the scaffold. Sledge is now holding on with both hands as his body hangs precariously over the pit of sewage.

Drifter stomps on one of Sledge's hands and he is forced to release his grip on the scaffold. Sledge is now hanging by only one hand. Drifter goes to stomp on Sledge's other hand. Sledge lets go but he was able to hook his leg on one of the rungs on the underside of the scaffold.

Drifter raises his arms in victory thinking that Sledge has fallen. Sledge meanwhile swings his body around to the other side of the scaffold and pulls himself up. Sledge comes up behind Drifter and nails him with a low blow. He then quickly takes his opponent down with a Russian leg sweep. Drifter's head bounces off of the metal scaffold. Sledge gets up and drops an elbow back onto Drifter. Sledge gets up and gives out a scream that gets a reaction from the fans.

Sledge picks up Drifter and attempts to hip toss him off of the scaffold, but the large man blocks it and nails Sledge with a short-arm clothesline. Sledge hits his head on the scaffold as Drifter kicks him. Drifter picks up Sledge and body slams him back down onto the scaffold. Sledge slides away from Drifter.

SLEDGE IS LSIDING OFF OF THE SCAFFOLD!!!! WHAT IS HE DOING??????

Once again, Sledge is hanging over the pool of raw sewage. He begins to swing his body back and forth. He builds up momentum and then grabs one of the rungs on the underside of the scaffold. The reaches and grabs the next one. Sledge swinging himself across the scaffold like if he was on the monkey bars in a playground. Sledge reaches the opposite side ladder ass Drifter confusingly tries to figure out where Sledge went.

Drifter turns around just in time to be hit with a dropkick. Drifter gets up and gets hit by a fist from Sledge. Sledge keeps firing away at Drifter and backs the man up. Drifter is at the edge of the scaffold. The heels of his boots are actually hanging off. Sledge goes to give him a quick kick to knock him off but Drifter catches his foot. Drifter is teetering at the edge of the scaffold. Sledge jumps up and nails Drifter in the back of the head with his other boot.

Drifter rocks back and forth trying not to lose his balance. Sledge stands and watches Drifter for a moment. Sledge snickers and then nails Drifter with a superkick that sends drifter backwards and off the scaffold. Drifter twists in mid-air and then belly flops into the pool of sewage after falling the twenty-five feet down from the scaffold.

There is a huge splash of sewage as Drifter hits the murky fluid and then slowly sinks to the bottom. You can see air bubbles break the surface of the foul liquid and then Drifter bursts forth with a great gasp of air as Sledge climbs down the ladder to the floor.

Sledge begins to walk back to the locker rooms when suddenly Pimp Daddy J and Violent Dark fly out of the back and attack sledge. VD nails Sledge across the back with a chair sending him down to the concrete floor. PDJ begins to stomp on Sledge's back as VD relentlessly hits Sledge with the chair. Drifter pulls himself out of the sewage and yells at his two stable mates to continue the punishment on Sledge.

The beating continues when suddenly a man runs out of the back. IT'S TOMMY GRAYSON!!!

VD rears back with the steel chair for another shot but Grayson grabs the chair and spins VD around. He jumps up and dropkicks the chair into VD's face. PDJ runs at Grayson. Grayson ducks down and back body drops PDJ onto the concrete floor.

Sledge gets back to his feet, picks up the steel chair and waffles VD with it. Grayson grabs PDJ and nails him with a hard shot. The two former friends battle the DR members back to the locker rooms. A camera follows the battle back into the back stage area.

The fight continues until the three DR members run off. Sledge and Grayson are face to face. It looks like the two former allies are about to go at when Grayson sticks out his hand. Sledge hesitantly shakes it as the cameras pan back to the commentator's booth.

Richard Riley: "Bombs Away! Drifter goes home! It's back to the sewer for him, but what a beating Sledge took from the other members of DR after the match. What a surprise to see Grayson come out and help his former stable mate!"

Artful: "It's a strange strange world we live in. Just when everyone though IoV was DOA, out comes grayson to help his former stablemate. DR can't be to happy about that one."

Richard Riley: "I was under the impression that the two men were at odds. Even though Grayson helped out Sledge their seemed to be a lot of tension between the former alies. I'm sure there is much more to this story then we know about!"

Artful: "Isn't there always?"

Richard Riley: "Umm...I knew that. [under his breath] darm people always changing the line up on me. [normal] What kind of wine goes best with a Pimp and a "Real Deal?"

Artful: "Well, that's hard to say. There are so many different ways you can prepare a "Real Deal" that we could conceivably have anything from a Zinfandel to a very dry champaign."

Richard Riley: Yes, but I think a nice buttery Chardonnay goes best with a Whoe Monger!"

Artful: "You are right about that. Of course, a nice bottle of Thunderbird goes with just about anything."

Richard Riley: "Does that mean that Mad Dog 20/20 would have gone best with the Drifter match?"

Artful: "Yes indeed. Lets get down to the ring and see what they boys have planned, shall we?"

Richard Riley: "Why not!"

Morlock is waiting in the ring for the entrance of Death Row member, Pimp Daddy J. "Smack my Bitch up" starts playing. Morlock prepares for PDJ to come to the ring but he doesn't come out. About a minute goes by, and he doesn't make his entrance. Morlock decides to use this time wisely, so he goes outside the ring and grabs a chair. Still no PDJ, and Morlock becomes restless and starts pacing back and forth in the ring. The entrance music for PDJ is almost over, when you finally see the curtain stir, and out comes PDJ.

Behind him he is dragging one of his "Lovely Ladies" by the hair. After a couple of feet he lets her go and you can hear him yell, "And next time you'll have my money on time!" Oh, so now it makes sense why it took him so long to get out here. PDJ is sporting a new jacket with the letter DR on the back, and he sees that Morlock is now waiting poised to attack with the chair, the instant PDJ hits the ring.

Realizing this PDJ stops, and takes off the jacket. He carefully makes his way up the ring stairs, with pimp stick in hand, making sure not to take his eyes of Morlock. He gets into the ring, and Morlock still doesn't attack. The two stand on opposite corners, PDJ with the pimp stick and Morlock with the chair. The ref holding the dog collar, gives an end to both men, and they put it on carefully watching the other. The two are finally ready and the ref calls for the match to begin.

The two instantly charge toward one another, swinging the respective weapons. PDJ's stick breaks off of the chair and he stands there in a tough spot. Morlock takes another swing, and PDJ ducks just missing getting nailed in the head by inches. Morlock gets ready to swing down, but PDJ thinks quickly and punches Morlock in the balls. Morlock drops to the ground, holding his groin. PDJ laughs while getting up, and begins to kick Morlock while he is down. He then picks him up, and hits a vertical suplex on Morlock. PDJ floats over, and makes the first pin attempt... but there are no pins in this match!!!

Morlock kicks out, and PDJ goes right into a head lock. Morlock fights his way to his feet, and attempts to push out of his head lock by bouncing him off the ropes, but PDJ hangs onto it. Morlock tries again, and this time he bounces him off. PDJ comes of the ropes, Morlock drops down and PDJ goes over him. Morlock hops up and this time when PDJ comes running back over Morlock tries to hip toss PDJ, but PDJ reverses it, and Morlock reverses it again tossing out of the ring. Morlock instantly pulls back on the dog collar, trying to hang PDJ. PDJ is trying all his life to keep from choking to death. The ref has no other option but to ask PDJ him if he has as him if he will quit...

PDJ: (coughing) No!

The ref has no other choice but to let the match continue... Wait!!! down the aisle comes the newest member of Death Row, Violent Dark! Morlock turns away from his opponent, and that gives PDJ the chance to get back onto the ring, but he has no more energy to even get up. Violent Dark hops up onto the ring apron and the ref turns to try to get him off. Drifter jumps out of the stands, and into the ring. Morlock still doesn't see Drifter as he picks up the chair that he brought into the ring, and as Morlock turns he gets waffled over the head with the chair, and he collapses to the mat. PDJ is just starting to get to his feet, and he stumbles over to Morlock and puts him in a Fujiwara arm bar. Violent Dark tells the ref of this and he turns to see this. He goes over to ask if Morlock gives up...

Ref: Morlock, you give?

Morlock: .....

Ref: Morlock, you give?

Morlock: .....

Ref: Morlock, do you give up?

Morlock: .....

The ref realizes that Morlock is out cold and calls for the bell!!!

Winner: Pimp Daddy J via Drifter Chair shot & Fujiwara arm bar

Artful: "Morlock is 0 for 2 against the Pimp. That's got to be a big blow to his career here in the EWA."

Richard Riley: "If you can call it a career. Morlock has a better disappearing act then Copperfield and Zigfield and Roy put together!"

Artful: "Well after being beaten by PDJ, can you really blame him? This was a man that was so great in other feds, but couldn't get it done here in the EWA. That tells ya something right there."

Richard Riley: "Either that or those other feds weren't all that they were cracked up to be or...well, I can't think of another reason."

Artful: "It doesn't really matter. What does matter is that that #1 contender match you were so eager to show everyone is up next."

Richard Riley: "Tell me, oh Frugal Gourmet, what goes best with a superhero and a piece of Wonder Bread?"

Artful: "Diet Pepsi."

Richard Riley: "Wonderful! Speaking of Wonder, what's your take on the match. I think that Cappy's recent lay off is going to really hurt him against the red hot Wonder!"

Artful: Wonder has certainly been on a roll (giggle) of late. He even had the audacity to GIVE the TV title to Suicide King to clear a path to the Global champp, Cyris. Despite the fact that Cappy was once a bright, shining star here in the EWA, his recent absence may indeed cost him dearly in this match. I'm sure Cyris will be watching with bated breath to see who he will face in the very near future."

Richard Riley: "Excellent analysis boss. Have you been practising again?"

Artful: "Why yes I have. I'll tel ya, that Sally Struthers sure does know how to instill confidence in a person. I mean, anyone that fat and ugly would never consider being on TV, yet there she is. It's awe inspiring."

Richard Riley: "Maybe that same confidence will rub off on our two wrestlers coming up and they'll give us one hell of a match. Let's go see."

As the ring announcer makes his way in……..behind him is….BoBo the Chimp??. The announcer turns around and sees this and looks a bit perturbed. BoBo happily makes his way down to the ring with his ever elusive Bag Of Death strapped to his back. He gets to the apron and the crowd goes wild as he is clearly a fan favorite. The announcer grabs the mic and stares at BoBo who is hanging from the ropes.

Announcer: BoBo what the hell are you doing here??

Bobo: oo ooo….ahhahh….ahhhahh….ooo.oooo.

Announcer: Oh you want to be the announcer for the next match…..

Bobo goes into a frenzy as he is happily welcomed by the crowd who is giving full support…

Announcer: O.K., why don’t you do it and I will narrate….

Bobo: ooo…O…….ahhh ahhhahh..OO.

Announcer: O.K. here we go….BoBo if you will…

Bobo gets the mic and the crowd starts to chant BoBo!!!! Which makes him jump up and down repeatedly. Just then we hear the eerie sounds of Lightning striking and the sounds of a electric chair, BoBo is a bit bewildered but carries on like a good death chimp.

Bobo: oo.oooo…ahh.ahhhhh.ahhh..hhh.ooo.ooOOO.OOOO.AHHH..AHHH..OOOO

Announcer: Making his way down to the ring….now and appears to be accompanied by a 7-11 Attendant?? He is standing at 6 feet 7 inches and weighing in at 245 pounds…..the one , the only, CAPITAL PUNISHMENT!!!!

Capital makes his way out with the attendant who is wearing a very lovely shade of orange and green and has a billboard hanging over his body….on the front it says….." I love Ronny " and on the back it says…" I want to HOSTESS your WONDER BREAD ". Which brings a laugh out of the crowd…..Capital is not getting the same reception though, he has definitely lost some face with the fans since his departure a while back. Capital strolls out wearing his trademark Black tights with the lightning bolts riding up the side of the leg. Being away has softened his body a bit, he is not as defined as he was, but that will pass…they jump in the ring and immediately the 7-11 Attendant gets a evil look from booboo. Capital jumps back out of the ring and pushes over the time keeper and takes his chair and tosses it in the ring and jumps back in, kicks his feet back and sits patiently….then "The Unforgivin " by Metallica blares over the audio system filling the arena.

Bobo: OOOO ….OOOOOOOO………AAHHHH…..AHHHHHH…OOO.OOO…….A.H..

Announcer: Making his way to the ring at this time, standing at 6feet and 3 inches…and weighing in at 255 pounds…RONNY WONDER!!!!!!

The crowd gives a HUGE ovation for the newcomer to the EWA who has impressed immediatley….he comes out from behind the curtain and throws his hands up in the air….Wonder is wearing as always his black tights and black longsleeve shirt and his mysterious mask. He runs to the ring and the crowd goes nuts……BoBo jumps up and down as he too is excited….Wonder sees the 7-11 attendant and reaches into his pants…..OH NO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!! HE is reaching for his BANNANA !!! No really it is a bannana , and he calls over BoBo and gives him the bannana and points over to the now nervous attendant. BoBo looks like he has a grin on his face and WHAM!!!!!! Attacks the attendant and props him up on his shoulder and carries the attendant out while he is screaming in indian.

Announcer: O.K. this is for the right to be the NUMBER ONE CONTENDER to the Global Hardcore EWA Championship Belt!! Without further adue……..LETS GET IT ON!!!

The announcer jumps out and the crowd is in a frenzy…..Capital and Wonder confidently strut towards each other, while Capital still has that chair in hand. Capital spits in the face of Wonder, and Wonder laughs and then SLAP!!! Right in Capital’s face which drops him to one knee. Capital gets up enraged and turns around laughing…and then SWINGS the CHAIR and Wonder ducks the shot and the momentum swings Capital around as Wonder kicks him in the midsection.

Capital is bent over and drops the chair….Wonder picks it up and looks to the crowd and they react like madmen…HIT HIM…they shout…and Wonder winds back and SLAM!!!!!!! Right against Capital’s back. Capital is down, and hurt and Wonder tosses the chair to the other side of the ring. Wonder cockily and arrogantly makes his way to Capital and picks him up by his short blonde hair. Wonder places Capital in a side suplex which hurts Capital more since he is still smarting from the chair shot.

Wonder gets up and yells to the crowd who in turn yell back in approval. Wonder goes over to Capital and flips him over on his stomach and then hooks his legs with Capital’s and his arms as well ,and then Wonder teeters back into a SURFBOARD!!!…Capital is screaming as the pain is almost unbearable….the ref is there to see if Capital can continue and he can. After what seems like forever Wonder drops Capital and then circles him like a vulture, kicking him with every pass by and Capital finally grabs Wonder’s leg and applies a Immediate Ankle Lock, and Wonder falls and Capital ….well…….capitalizes.

Wonder is slamming the mat with his fists and pulls to the ropes. The hold is broke and both men slowly get up. Capital grabs Wonder by his mask and tosses him into the ropes and delivers a hurricanranna. Capital gets back up, starting to get momentum….he picks up Wonder again and tosses him into the corner and delivers a series of kicks……Wonder is absorbing them and reverses it and tosses Capital into the ropes….and then he applies a slap across the chest…WHOOOO…..and another…WHOOOOOO…and another WHOOOOO…

Capital holds his beat red chest and Wonder comes from behind him and grabs his hair and puts his head under his arm and delivers an INVERTED DDT. Capital is down. Wonder picks him back up, not going for the cover yet and whips him into the ropes…..and then he tries a hurricanranna…but he is stuck…Capital still dazed falls back towards the ropes and OH MY GOD!!!!!!! Wonder spill from 20 feet up down to the pavement below. Wonder isn’t moving…and Capital slowly is….he slides out and grabs Wonder while he just falls to his knees.

Capital grabs him again and whips him into the steel tairs….SLAM!!!!!!!!…Wonder slides down to the ground…Capital still dazed goes for the pin…the ref comes out and tells him he is on the outside….Capital gets up and argues with the ref and Wonder stumbles forward and gets Capital with a low blow…Wonder slithers back in the ring as Capital is hollering out of the ring. The ref starts the count and Wonder breaks it to get Capital back in the ring. He attempts to whip Capital into the ropes but Capital reverses it and delivers a POWERFUL SHORT ARM CLOTHESLINE…knocking both men down. What a grueling match. The ref starts the count……

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2………….

3………….

4……….

Capital is moving slightly……..

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6………..

7………Wonder is moving…

8…….Capital is up and grabs Wonder who gives him a thumb in the eye and follows up with a reverse Atmoic Drop. Then rapidly follows again with a clothesline. What a series of moves by Wonder! Wonder throws Capital in the corner and goes to the opposite side…he sprints towards him for a splash and Capital in exhaustion….falls…making Wonder fly over him onto the steel post and down below again.

Wonder isn’t moving but Capital stumbles up and climbs out…he goes to the fans who give him a chair and Wonder is now on his knees. Blood is coming through the mask and Capital winds up..WHAM!!!!! right across the back. Capital tosses him in the ring and brings the chair with him…goes for the cover,

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2………………..

3…NO!!! kick out BARELY…Capital infuriated picks up Wonder and Wonder goes for the small package….

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2……….

3……NO kick out…Wonder quickly picks up the chair and at the same time whips Capital into the ropes and on the way back tosses Capital the chair and DROPKICK into the chair …Capital is ripped open.. Wonder picks up Capital and DDT’s him into the chair..it is over…Wonder signals for his finisher…he puts Capital under his arm and hoists him up…..and gets ready……..BUT WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!!!!! Someone is running down the aisle to the ring….It’s CYRIS!!!!!! Wonder drops Capital and gets to the apron as the ref holds him back. Cyris has a mic.

Cyris: Hey Ronny…….ya see last week you crossed a line that you had no business crossing well I am gonna get even…and when I do,. It is lights out for you…D.I. style…

Wonder gets to the apron wanting out and Capital bloody mess and all stumbles to his feet and clotheslines Wonder out of the ring….Cyris laughs at him and grabs a chair from the fans who with a fight don’t want to give it up. Cyris pushes down a elderly woman and takes her chair and the people are going nuts..

Cyris winds up and SMACK!!!!!!! Right to the back of Wonder’s head. Cyris tosses Wonder to the ring…and goes in after him….Capital immediately gets in his face, and Cyris pushes him…now the ref is between them…and SMACK!!!!!! Cyris smacks the ref and the crowd boos….Cyris hooks the ref for the Death Sentence…OH MY GOD!!!!!….SLAM!!!!!….the ref is shaking…and out comes a whole pile of refs….

Capital and Cyris are still at each other’s throats, screaming in each other’s faces and there is no love lost here.. Wonder stumbles up and then Cyris and Capital both hit Wonder with the chairs.SLAM!!!!!!! Wonder is out…And Cyris and Capital raise their chairs and gets ready to hit each other and then………..WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!……..they drop the chairs and hug ….HOLY SHIT!!!!!….Cyris takes out a black cloth……it’s a Devastation Inc. T-shirt..and tosses it to Capital who dawns the shirt….OH MY GOD…Cyris and Capital Punishment joined forces and has inducted him into D.I.

NO WAY COULD YOU HAVE SEEN THIS COMING!!! Cyris and Capital continue to laugh and Cyris tells Capital to set the chair up and Cyris grabs a knocked out Wonder…Oh NO…he is out….STOP!!..DEATH SENTENCE on the chair…the crowd is now throwing debris in the ring…..and booing loudly……..out runs Suicide King and hugs Capital…OH MY GOD!!…Cyris grabs the mic.

Cyris: Well this is a new era for D.I. and under my leadership it will be the best D.I. ever…..and as for all of you people out there….you can suck my dick…..worthless pieces of shit!!! Now let’s hear from my NEW Enforcer…Big Cap!!

The crowd boos as Capital gets the mic and laughs.

Capital Punishment: Well ,Well ,Well, what a turn of events. All of you cheered me and then when I left you decided I wasn’t worth your cheers anymore…well thanks for the loyalty. D.I. is the only loyal guys I know and as for you…….FUCK YOU and BITE MY BIG CAP!!! And as for your number one contender on the ground in his own blood…..not much to look forward to….get ready for a whole new D.I. regime….Wonder you FELT my PAIN and MY PUNISHMENT and you definantly FELT CYRIS’s DEATH SENTENCE…..hehe..see ya at the hospital…Fans…good night and good bye….LOSERS!!

The crowd is booing beyond belief….and then the 3 men raise their hands and Cyris taps the guys on the shoulders and they head towards Ronny Wonder…the crowd yells "Leave Him Alone "…Cyris is on his knee as SK and Capital hold Wonder…OH NO…..CYRIS IS UNDOING WONDER’S MASK!!!he has it untied and is almost has it off……HERE COMES EWA SECURITY and ELI FLAIR……D.I. runs out of the ring, before they get to see who Wonder is or what he looks like…the laugh as they leave and we go to the commentators.

WINNER : Ronny Wonder via DQ…..time 32:43 minutes.

Richard Riley: "No! I can't believe it. Capital Punishment just joined Devastation, Inc.!"

Artful: "There ought to be a law! What is this world coming to? Cyris and Cappy have hated eachother since day one, and now this?"

Richard Riley: "We all thought we had seen the last of DI after the deaths of JD Freeman and Dean McGrath and with Rothschild being crippled. This is a bad day for the EWA."

Artful: It is indeed. But will it be a bad day for Cyris when he steps in the ring with the #1 Contender?"

Richard Riley: "What can happen next tonight? Next thing you know Irish Rebel will beat Fang for the North American title!"

Artful: "Wouldn't that just blow the doors off of the evening?"

Richard Riley: "That could be the biggest shocker since JD Freeman was killed in that explosion!"

Artful: "Yes indeed. What do you think the Rebels chances are tonight?"

Richard Riley: "About as much of a chance as Wayne Rothschild becoming the next executive of the EWA."

Artful: "What are you trying to say? Bah, who cares what you're trying to say. Let's get to the ring and what it all unfold."

"Fuck Off" by ICP begins to play, and every spotlight in the house homes in on the Rebel as he makes his way to the ring. Rebel tosses back one final swig from a bottle of Molson, then chuck the bottle into the crowd. He steps up onto the ring apron, and the Canadian fans in the upper level of the southwest corner of the arena give a hearty cheer. Rebel gives them a wave as he climbs through the ropes.

The music quickly changes to "You could be mine" by Guns ‘n’ Roses. Again, the spotlights are quick to home in on Fang as he steps out from the backstage area. Fang looks to be distracted as he walks to the ring, hardly acknowledging the throngs of fans cheering him on as he climbs up to the ring apron. He looks up, and scans the crowd. He takes a deep breath, then climbs through the ropes. The ref takes the North American title from Fang, and lifts it high into the air, and the fans let out a hearty cheer.

The bell sounds, and Fang begins to tear into Rebel, backing him into a corner with a series of backhand chops. Rebels lands on his back hard as Fang monkey flips him out of the corner. Both men are up quick. Rebel rushes toward Fang. Fang drops to the mat, and takes Rebel down with a drop toehold into an ankle lock. Rebel scrambles to get to the ropes, causing Fang to have to break the hold. Fang steps back, giving Rebel a little room to breathe as he pulls himself up.

Someone begins to slowly make their way out of the back. It's Cyris! What's he doing here? He stands about five feet away from the ring and apparently isn't making any attempt to interfere. It looks like Cyris is here to observe, but who? Both men look over at Cyris somewhat quizzically and then resume the match.

The two men look at each other for a moment. Rebel begins to nod his head as he circles around the champ. Fang grins, showing a bit of tooth, as he keeps an eye on the Rebel. Suddenly Rebel makes his move, striking at Fang’s kidney. With lightning quick reflexes Fang steps to the side, and grabs Rebel’s arm. Taking another step behind Rebel, Fang grabs the other arm, so that they are back to back. Fang leans forward in what appears to be a back slide, but Rebel is able to roll through, landing on his feet facing his opponent. Fang leaps into the air, and hits Rebel square in the jaw with a spin wheel kick that sends the challenger across the ring, through the ropes, and to the outside, landing with a thud on the concrete.

Cyris apparently has seen enough and he leaves the ringside area to back to the locker rooms.

Rebel stands, and shakes the cobwebs out of his head, as he looks up at Fang. Rebel climbs up onto the ring apron, and Fang rushes at him. Rebel leaps over Fang and the ropes, executing a sunset flip. The ref makes the count….

1…

2…

Fang kicks out.

Fang gets to his feet and clotheslines rebel as he gets up. Fang runs to the ropes, rebounding with an elbow drop, but Rebel rolls out of the way, and climbs to his feet. Rebel dropkicks Fang as he stands. Fang rolls with the kick, however, and ends up back on his feet. Rebels runs at Fang for a clothesline, but is stopped short as Fang drops to one knee, and punches Rebel right in the center of his chest. Rebel gasps for air as Fang whips Rebel into the corner, but Rebel reverses it, and whips Fang into the corner.

Rebel sets up fang for the move formerly known as the Irish Pride (now presumably called the Canadian Pride), but Fang manages to toss Rebel off the ropes. Rebel hits the mat hard, and Fang is quick to follow up with a leg drop. Fang grabs Rebels leg and drops an elbow onto Rebels knee, softening it up for the impending Lion’s Roar. Fang gets to his feet, still holding the leg of Rebel, and preparing for another elbow drop. Out of nowhere Rebel rolls Fang up into a small package…

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2…

3!!!

Winner & New North American Champion:

The Multinational Rebel via small package.

Both men get back to their feet. Fang walks to one corner, his he hung low in defeat as the ref hands Rebel the title. Rebel asks for, and is given a mic. Fang turns to look at the new champ , then starts to exit the ring.

Rebel: "Hey, Fang."

Fang stops, turns, and then takes a few steps toward Rebel, who is already wearing the North American Title. Fang looks a bit disgusted as the smiles a smug little smile.

Rebel: "No wonder you’re woman is dying. You can’t even take care of yourself, let alone her. I expected a lot more from a legend."

Fang just stares at Rebel. A fire burning deep inside his heart begins to flair, and Fangs eyes narrow to mere slits.

Rebel: "…"

Fang begins to savagely pummel the Rebel, backing him into a corner. Fang then begins to lift his knee into the Rebel’s gut repeatedly, followed closely by a bulldog. Fang’s eyes burn with hatred as he climbs to his feet, methodically stalking the laid out Rebel. Fang grabs the Rebels legs and locks on the Lion’s Roar, and grins evilly. The ref begins to panic, and tries to get Fang to break the hold, but gets no response from the toothed one. Rebel screams in pain as Fang leans back even farther. Before long, the pain becomes too much for Rebel to bear, and he passes out. Fang, failing to yield to the will of the ref who continually tries to get him to break the hold.

Violet comes to the ringside, and Fang breaks the hold, yet is unable to look her in the eyes. The sneaky bastards in the sound booth use a parabolic mic to broadcast what Violet is starting to say to the whole arena, and the Jumbotron picks up the picture.

Violet: "Fang...? It's time to come home now. I need you more than ever. "

Fang: "You don't. You would have been better off not to know me. "

Violet: "Don't be ridiculous! Just come home... calm down... it's going to be all right. "

Fang: "How can you say that?! I may be weak for saying this, but I can't live without you..! "

Violet: "Fang... listen to me... It's been a rough couple of days, but you need to stop being a violent maniac. "

Fang: "Why? I- "

Violet: "Because I don't want you to teach the baby any bad habits!"

Fang, Violet, and the crowd go silent. Fang's eyes begin to widen, and he stares at Violet, who beams and nods. Fang's eyes begin to moisten, and he moves forward to... *THUD* Faint dead away. EMTs come to carry Fang out, followed by a confused Violet.

Richard Riley: "I don't think my heart can take much more of this. Who the hell was Cyris looking at. Please don't tell me that Fang may be the next one to join DI!"

Artful: "I don't know about that, but Violet sure dropped a bombshell on him."

Richard Riley: "Well, Fang sure has been acting very aggressive lately. If Fang joined DI it would be the end of the EWA as we know it! Maybe this new turn of events will calm Fang down."

Artful: "Only time will tell. That brings us to the evenings main event. Tommy Grayson has been waiting a long time to get his hands on Suicide King. Back in August, SK upset Grayson to take the North American title. This time around it's SK who's the champ, and Grayson is looking for some revenge."

Richard Riley: "I'll be the first to say that I'm pulling for Grayson tonight. After all that's happened, it would be great to see someone in DI lose a match and a title!"

Artful: "This could be a turning point in both mens careers. A win by either man will solidify thier position in thie organization. A loss, however, could have devastating mental side effects."

Richard Riley: "Both men are already a little off their rockers. Anyway, this should be a great match!"

Artful: "Let's go to the ring, or some junk."

"Wild Side" by Motley Crue comes out over the speaker, and Tommy Grayson storms out of the entrance with a HUGE pop. With two of the fan's favorite wrestlers coming out here, it's going to be one hell of a match! Cindy Rossetti follows after him, a smile on her face, but Grayson looks nothing short of determined. As he hits the ring,

"The Suck for your Solution" hits the speakers, and Suicide King comes out, slapping the hands of fans, smiling, waving, even dancing with a couple of the ladies. Mike D. and Filter are also out there, smiling and generally riding SK's coattails. Grayson folds his arms, waiting, then has enough. He rushes out of the ring and stands behind SK, but SK turns and DECKS him in the face! SK was just waiting for Grayson to come out and get him!

Grayson and SK brawl in the aisle way for a few seconds, then Grayson gets the upper hand and whips Suicide King toward the ring! Suicide King puts on the breaks just before hitting the apron, but doesn't expect Grayson to be following so closely! Grayson clotheslines Suicide King right into the apron! SK hits his head, and Grayson lifts him and rolls him into the ring!

The match FINALLY begins, and the crowd is already cheering and booing! Grayson picks King up and starts slamming home chops, right and left, backing SK into the turnbuckle. He slams a HUGE back hand into SK's chest, sending the lighter man into the turnbuckle from at least three feet away! Grayson charges, but SK get s a foot up, causing Grayson to stumble back! SK lifts Grayson over his head and slams him to the mat! Grayson is hurt, he's writhing on the mat, and Suicide King puts the boots to him. Rossetti is on the apron, screaming at Grayson to get up, and Suicide King starts hurling insults at her, stepping away from Grayson. The two bicker, and the crowd starts to roar! GRAYSON IN ON HIS FEET!!

GRAYSON IS ON HIS FEET! Suicide King doesn't see him and gets a bulldog into the mat! Grayson presses the advantage, picking SK up and giving him a double arm DDT!! SK tries to get up, but can't! Grayson picks him up and SLAMS him tot he mat, then... HE'S GOING TO THE TOP ROPE!! WHAM!! ATTITUDE ADJUSTMENT ON THE CHEST!! SK's going to be feeling that in the morning, I guarantee! SK looks like he's out... he is! Grayson covers, and the ref counts...

1....

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3……

Grayson get a pin, and the ref starts an additional count! 1.... 2... Grayson is showing off for the crowd 3... 4... 5.... SK is moving, but neither Grayson nor Rossetti are watching 6... 7...8... SUICIDE KING IS UP!! He stumbles toward Grayson, who still doesn't see... OH!!! A dropkick to the back sends Grayson over the ropes!

Suicide King goes to the top rope himself, just as Grayson is standing up... HE GETS A MOONSAULT! Grayson hits his head on the guardrail, but both men are on the floor. Blood is pouring from the back of Grayson's head, and SK is stirring...he's crawling to Grayson... he covers! The ref makes the count!

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Suicide King watches Grayson, backing up as the ref counts the ten count... Grayson rolls over at 5... he starts to get up, and gets to his feet shakily by 9! SK is enraged and bolts toward Grayson, going for a clothesline, but Grayson stumbles and pitches forward! Suicide King misses, then slips on Grayson's blood, pitching forward and slamming his head on the guardrail. He falls to his knees and gets up shakily, and Grayson is right there...

HE LOCKS ON "THE END"!! HE LOCKS ON "THE END"!! Grayson tightens the hold and SK refuses to submit but SK is weakening. SK's arm drops and it looks like he is unconscious. The referee checks on Suicide King and calls for the bell. SK is out!! The referee starts the ten count

... 1... 2... Graysonis watching intensely this time 3.... 4... 5... 6... Suicide King stirs! 7... 8... Suicide King is still down... 9... 10!! Grayson wins! Grayson wins!!

WINNER and New TV Champion:

"The Extreme One" Tommy Grayson via the End

Richard Riley: "Grayson wins! Grayson wins!"

Artful: "Oh my, Grayson with an impressive win over SK to capture the TV title. Who would have imagined?"

Richard Riley: "This is great. DI may have gained a new member but they also lost a title!"

Artful: "Could we be seeing a rebirth of IoV aswell? Only time will tell."

Richard Riley: "What a night for the EWA. We saw two titles change and the debut of two very impressive wrestlers. Hey Artful, do i still have to wrestle Cyris next week?"

Artful: "Yes you do. Tune in on friday, everyone, to see Richard get the tar kicked out of him in a big way."

Richard Riley: "Help me!"

Artful: "I'm Artful, and he's Dead Meat. See you next time!"

Richard Riley: "Why Me!!!!!!!!!!"

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