(Camera fades in on an SEWF logo. Doors open in the middle of it and the camera swoops in. Inside, reels roll by the screen each with different SEWF superstars in action in each box. The reels part and the camera continues on to a huge SNM logo. A fuse on one end is lit and the wick gets shorter and shorter until BOOM! The explosion reveals SSC and JLB at the booth.)

SSC: Hello folks and welcome to the one, the only, the best wrestling program on tv today, it's SNM!!!!

JLB: Yep, and tonight we've got one helluva show for ya including 3 title defenses, a big cage match, and mystery partners galore.

SSC: That's right James, but first we've got some exciting news for all SEWF fans out there. Starting in two weeks, WAR will be moved to Tuesday, but that's not the big news. The big news is a BRAND NEW SHOW packed with SEWF action. That's right, beginning in two weeks and every Thursday from that point on, SEWF: Jagged Edge will hit the airwaves. Personally I'm excited about it, it's looking to be a great show.

JLB: It's looking great to me from what I've heard so far.

SSC: To start the festivites tonight, we've got a special interview from Caladan and co.

(The first chords of Deep Purple begin and Caladan Moore, Thunder Rider, the lovely Christina and "Stonewall" Mike Mauler emerge, heading down the aisle to the ring. Both Caladan and Mauler are carrying black baseball bats. Thunder Rider grabs the house mic and joins the others in the ring, giving the mic to Caladan.)

CALADAN: WE'RE BACK! I hope you all didn't miss us too much last week.

MM: They love you man.

CALADAN: Thanks Mike. Now, we're out here for a reason. We have a very special public announcement to make, an announcement that each and every person in this building, from those punks in the back, to those fools in the front office, right up to you fans in the cheap seats, had all better pay close attention to. You see, I turned on my TV last week and watched the most disgusting display that I have ever been witness to in a wrestling ring. I saw 21 cowards jump on one man. Not one ref, not one official, not one security guard lifted a finger to put a stop to it. It turned my stomach. So, if the powers that be can't control things, maybe it's time to upset the apple cart and get rid of the old order. That's why TR, Mike Mauler and myself are forming ourselves into a Committee of Public Safety. The old order has to be cast out and the SEWF saved from itself. One by one, those 21 Girodans, defenders of a rotten and cruel order will find themselves taken to the guillotine.

MM: Which is where I'll be runnin' the show.

CALADAN: Exactly. So, to all twenty-one of you, from the lowly foot soldiers like Void, right up to the king himself, Frazer Fury - your days are numbered. We're conducting a Reign of Terror - and no one is safe.

TR: Great closer, Caladan. I don't know why you bother though. I bet only Spleen gets half of your references.

CALADAN: Hmmmm....good point. Ah well, TR, why don't you translate for all the Rob Daltons out there.

TR: Gladly. You are all in big, BIG, trouble. You guys showed your true colours last week, and now you've got the one thing you don't want....our attention. Now you have to deal with the consequences.

CALADAN: Thank you professor TR. You've all be fairly warned. The Reign of Ter....

(Caladan is cut off by the sudden beginning of music....."Temptation" by The Tea Party. Caladan looks stunned, as does Thunder Rider. Mauler just looks a tad confused. With growing concern, Caladan and Thunder Rider search the crowd).

CALADAN: What the hell? TR, this is...

TR: It's The Tea Party. But....it can't....

(As Jeff Martin's voice echoes over the PA, the crowd in the Shawplex erupts like it never has before, as none other that J.P. Blood, "The Extreme Warrior", appears in the crowd at ringside, hops the barrier and rolls into the ring. J.P. is wearing a black leather jacket and an SEWF logo shirt. Caladan looks even more stunned, dropping the microphone and taking a step back. Thunder Rider points in shock, his mouth having fallen open. Mike Mauler even looks genuinely concerned by this appearance. J.P. Blood picks up the microphone and the music stops. For several minutes, he and Caladan just stand and stare at each other. As the crowd begins to get restless, J.P. Blood turns to them and begins to speak).

JP: Well, well, well. I bet none of you expected to see me tonight. At least not in this building. (Crowd cheers) I've come home (cheering gets louder), and I'm home for a reason. Last weekend I came back from the arena and I watched a tape of the Mothership. My heart broke. I saw the SEWF, the federation I loved, the federation that I had helped to build, but it wasn't the SEWF that I had known. No, instead, I saw twenty-one men decide to show their mettle by doing their best to end the carreers of two men. They came into the ring and tried to rob two men of their livelihood, of their ability to put food on the tables for their families. It wasn't just the attack, I've seen that sort of thing enough times, sufferred it myself. It wasn't just the purile, juvenile behavior. Seen that way too much. None of that sickened me. No, what sickened me was the fact that it was happenning in my home, the SEWF. Here I was, busting my butt in the BsWo, taking on all those who were bad-mouthing the SEWF. I was sticking up for this federation and for everyone who works here, even though I was no longer a part of it. I stuck up for each and every one of you, even though I didn't know half of you. But what I saw last week.... So I've come back to put the wrong things right, to bring justice to an unjust land. Destiny has brought me home. For those of you who have taken the SEWF, the thing I believed in, and flushed it down the damn toilet, prepare for the worst, because it's time to pay.

(J.P. Blood turns to Caladan)

JP: Now, as for you. All that has gone down between us is behind us now. I've forgiven you, but don't even think for a second that I've forgotten. You've been given a second chance, but if you turn your back on me again, you won't live to get a third chance.

(Caladan starts smiling. He reaches for the mic and J.P. lets him take it).

CALADAN: (now grinning) J.P. Blood.....I wasn't sure that I'd ever see the day. When you were in the hospital and I told you to leave that BS wo, I never thought it would happen. But believe me, J.P., I'm glad it did. It's the first good thing to happen to the SEWF in quite some time. So, if you join us, we'll be damn happy to have you on side. Welcome home, J.P.!

(Caladan extends his hand and after a bit of contemplation, J.P. accepts. The crowd erupts again. Christina starts clapping as Thunder Rider jumps up and down in celebration. J.P. Blood takes the mic).

JP: Caladan, you spoke of a Reign of Terror. Trust me, it has only just begun. My destiny is to wear the SEWF World Heavyweight title. A year ago, fate stole my chance away, and men like Hollywood Phil stole my glory. This time, nothing will stand in my way. Frazer Fury....a new day has dawned in the SEWF. Enjoy it, because it may very well be your last. (to Caladan) But don't think for one minute that I'm a part of your little group. I do things how I want, on my own terms. I didn't let Hollywood Phil tell me what to do, I didn't let BsWo officials tell me what to do, and I'm sure as hell not about to let you tell me what to do. For now, our goals coincide, but that doesn't mean I trust you.

(J.P. Blood drops the mic as "Temptation" starts playing once again. He rolls out of the ring and hops over the barrier, leaving Caladan, TR, Christina and Mike Mauler confused in the ring, until they too decide to depart)

SSC: WOW, the redebut of one JP Blood! I never thought I'd live to see that day. For those who didn't know, JP Blood was present in the old SEWF, famous for his great weapons filled cage match performances. An injury sidelined him for a few months, but now he's back! Anyway, let's get things started with some tag team action. It's the "Foundation" vs. Famigla.

TAG TEAM ACTION
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Phenomenon vs. La Famigla

La Famigla, better known as Don Vito and Rocco make their way down to the ring with the theme from The Godfather. They await the entrance of Phenomenan. "It's Raining Men" blares over the loudspeaker as Phenomenan come out puzzled as to this music. They are wearing hot pink tights, and a shirt that says "We're Not Gay....honost" A mystery man follows then down to ringside. He's wearing the "Phenomenan: Non-Gay" shirt down to the ring with them. Signs such as "Rick sucks, Jimmy swallows" and "Who's da woman!" Cartman from South Park says "Phenomenan is a gay homosexual" They quickly take that sign and rip it up. work on the paranoid psyche of Phenomenan who insist they aren't gay. The overly dillusional and egomaniacle Phenomenan make their way in the ring finally by skipping like prisses.

Jimmy and Vito start off as Jimmy hits Vito in the gut. He follows up with a belly to back suplex. He then headbuts Vito on the crotch. He lands mouth first on Vito's crotch. No, wait. That wasn't gay because it was the lower abdominal region. Always remember, don't protray Phenomenan as gay because they aren't. *cough*yeahright*ahem* For the better part of the match Mystery Man stands on the outside looking retarded and slapping Phenomenan on the ass when he thought the cameras weren't looking. The latter part of the match is spent skipping on the outside like a little girl.

Jimmy tags in Rick who does a brainbuster on Vito. He whips Vito in the ropes and clotheslines him. Rick goes for a belly-to-back but gets it blocked repeatedly. Jimmy tries again in a thrusting manner on the backside of Don Vito which looks totally gay. The paranoid Rick, realizing it looked gay, stopped the move. Vito turned around and bitch slapped Rick then put the boots to him.

Vito tags in Rocco who puts bodyslams Rick on his arm. He then wrenches in an armbar to further injure the arm. Then he rams Rick shoulder first into the ringpost. After that he puts the crossface chickenwing on Rick. After a few minutes Rick reaches the ropes.

Rocco tags in Vito who powerbombs Rick on the mat. He goes to the second turnbuckle, but it caught by another headbut to the crotch as Rick raises hishead up. Rick leaves the awkward position, and thrust kicks Vito in the chin. he whips him to the rops only to have it reversed. Rick tags in Jimmy while repelling from the ropes. Vito hits Rick with a forearm shot to the head. He attempts the pin, but Jimmy comes off the top rope ass first on Vito's face.

Phenomenan whip Vito in the rope for a double clothesline, but Vito hits them with a clothesline of his own. Mystery Man hops to the ring apron and attempts a prissy slap on Vito. Vito only bitch slaps Mystery Man as he falls on his pink ass on the outside. Rocco and Vito throw the illegal man, Rick, to the outside. Vito whips Jimmy to the ropes and picks him up to execute a spinebuster. Rocco comes off the opposite end, and clotheslines Jimmy on the spinebuster. Vito then picks up Jimmy and executes a running piledriver.
WINNERS: La Famigla via running piledriver

SSC: After the big win on WAR, Phenomenon suffer a big loss here on SNM.

JLB: It's a wonder how they can beat both Shinings and Linewalkers, but then lose to Famigla.

SSC: Taking nothing away from La Famigla of course. Next up we've got the new Gambit against the reborn Devyn Stryker.

SINGLES ACTION
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Gambit vs. Devyn Stryker

The lights of the Shawplex arena begin to fade, and a quiet hush comes over the crowd. All of a sudden, theme music for Devyn Strker begins to play as he emerges from the dressing room. He walks to the ring with a confident look upon his face, and he slaps a couple of hands of the fans.

Once Devyn has entered the ring, the crowd impatiently awaits for the arival of Gambit. An eary deep voice comes over the pa. It says, "CHECK.....MATE!!!!!", and then it sets into a heavy lead of guitar music. Gambit comes out of the dressing room, and a huge explosion of sparks erupt beside him. The fans are going absolutely wild; it seems that Gambit has the crowd for him on this one.

With Gambit now in the ring, the ref calls for the bell. Both men begin to circle the ring, and finally lock up in the middle of the ring. Quickly, Devyn grabs the left arm of Gambit, and twists it around and around. DS pulls Gambit into him by tugging on his arm, causing the shoulder of the twisted arm of Gambit to run full force into Devyn's arm. Gambit goes down to one knee, and Devyn applys more elevation to Gambit's arm.

Gambit manages to summersault, then grab onto the ropes. The ref makes Devyn break the hold, and while Devyn refuses, Gambit hits Devyn in the eyes with two fingures. Devyn lets go and backs off holding his eyes. Gambit is busy trying to get the blood back into his arm.

Gamit then walks over to Devyn, and drags his face across the top rope; burning the already hurt eyes of Devyn Stryker. Then, as if that wasn't enough, Gambit takes both hands and drags them down the back of Devyn Strker. Gambit gets a smirk over his face from the pleasure of what he is doing to Devyn.

Gambit then snapmares Devyn down to the mat, and follows up with a big boot to the back of his head. Devyn falls to the groud, holding the back of his head. Gambit the, lazily, bounces off the ropes, and hit a short knee drop to the back of Devyn's head. Gambit then stomps on Devyn for a little while, before picking him up for a DDT. When Gambit sets him up, Devyn manages to grap the gutt of Gambit, and suplex him backwards into a pinning combination.....1....2......no!! Gambit kicks out, but not without suffering the effects of that move.

Both men now are laying down on the ground, obviously taking a breather. Gambit and Devyn make it up at the same time, but it is Devyn who gets the offensive. Devyn drops Gambit with a one leged drop kick. (That is the only way to describe it folks) Devyn then bounces off the ropes, and body splashes Gambit..1....2....kickout. Devyn then picks up Gambit, and lands a inverted standing suplex, sending Gambit hard down to the mat. Devyn then begins to climb the ropes. While on the second rope, Gambit begins to get to his feet. Devyn comes off the ropes, and hits a clothsline right across the throat of Gambit. Devyn covers by hooking the leg...1...2...kickout.

Devyn now seems to be getting extremely frusterated, and he just goes wild on Gambit by punching in the forehead. Devyn even bits the nose of Gambit. The ref, however, did break it up in time so that there was no serious damage. Devnyn picks up Gamit, and goes to put him in a guttwrench suplex, but Gambit gets the quick reversal, sending Devyn down to the mat.

Gambit then bouces off the ropes as Devyn begins to get to his feet. Gambit lands a huge shoulder block, and then bouces off the opposite ropes. Again, Gambit lands a huge shoulder block. Gambit then picks up Devyn, and executes a butterfly suplex. To follow up, Gambit gives three huge elbow down to the chest of the fallen Devyn.

Gambit then picks up Devyn, but Devyn hits a small package...1....kickout. Gambit goes mad on Devyn after that attempt to pin him. Gambit, after a few kicks and punches, climbs the ropes. With Devyn still down, Gambit twists in the air, and comes down hard with a, sort of, shoulder block/head butt combination. It was all down hill from here for Devyn. After that move, Gambit was able to hit the Death Card with ease. There was no need to cout...1...2...3!!! The ref raised the hand of Gambit, and he then took his leave as if nothing had happened. Devyn, after about a minute or so, got up, and walked back to the dressing room as best he could.
WINNER: Gambit via Death Card

SSC: Impressive win by Gambit to say the least.

JLB: Definitely, he's really impressed me with his newfound attitude. He's converted that new style into a few W's.

SSC: Sure has, and we'll be seeing a lot more of him in the future. Now, for a match filled with heat, they get no bigger. Caladan, former world champ, vs. the newcomer Dirk Ryan. Should be a great one.

JLB: Should be, but I'll go with Caladan just on the experience factor.

SSC: You can't forget Dirk's great past in the DECWF though. Let's get to the ring to see what goes down.

"Dark Horse" Caladan Moore vs. Dirk Ryan

With Canadian flags waving, and jerseys of Canadian hockey teams covering the backs of fans, it could only mean one thing: Caladan Moore. Caladan emerges from the dressing room, and begins to walk to the ring. A younster has on a hockey jersey that says, "DARK HORSE". The number on the jersey....# 1 of course.

With that, Caladan enters the ring and awaits...Dirk Ryan. The lights go dim, and "More human than human" begins to play over the pa. Dirk comes out of the dressing room, and the crowd goes wild. Fans of Dirk's have t-shirts on like "DECWF- to the exteme" or, "Dirk got cheated." Dirk walks to the ring, and finally enters after a few slaps to the fans hands.

With both men in the ring, the bell sounds. CM and DR lock up, and Dirk gets the early upper hand with a knee to the stomach. Dirk then gives Caladan....THE PERFECT MOVE!!!! Dirk gave Caladan his own move! The cover...1..2...kickout. Dirk gets off Caladan with a happy grin over his face from the fact that he preformed Caladan's move on him.

Dirk then picks up Caladan and irish whips him to the turnbuckle. Dirk then charges Moore, but Moore gets up his knees, knocking Dirk down to the mat. Moore then gets up to the second rope, and drops a fist down into the head of Dirk. Moore then grabs the hair of Dirk, and sets him up for a suplex. Moore delievers a snap suplex, putting Dirk down on the small of his back. Moore goes for the quick cover...1...2...kickout.

Moore then goes to the ropes, climbing up top while Dirk gets to his feet. Moore then goes for a high drop kick, but Dirk ducks under him. Moore hits the mat, and lays there for a second. While down, Dirk bounces off the ropes, and hits a baseball slid right into the ribs of Moore.

With Moore holding his sides, Dirk gets on his back, and applys a camel clutch. Moore, with his head almost touching his back, spits and gurgles. Then, Moore trys to get up, but Dirk slams his butt down on the back of Moore; keeping Moore down in the hold. Moore then grabs onto the right hand of Dirk's, and manages to bit it to break the hold.

Dirk gets off, but delievers a couple stomps to the small of Moore's back. Dirk then picks up Moore by the hair, and chops him hard to the chest. The sound of flesh smacking against flesh can be heard throughout the arena. I must say, that chop was better than ANY Ric Flair could do.

Backed into the corner, Moore trys to fight back with a few punches to Dirk. Both men are hitting each other. Dirk then drives his shoulder into Moore five times; after which, he follows up with another chop. This drove Moore mad. He grabbed Dirk by the face, and through him into the same corner Moore was in. Driving his shoulder into Dirk five times, and it is Moore who finishes off with a chop to the chest.

Moore then under hooks Dirk's arm, and hip whips him to the mat. Moore then climbs the ropes, and delievers a combination knee/elbow drop. The cover...1..2..kickout. Moore then picks up Dirk, and body slams him right back down. Moore then bouces off the ropes to deliever another knee drop, but Dirk got out of the way. Moore's knee slammed hard to the mat, as he rolled around in pain.

Dirk immediatly went to work to try and soften up the knee of Moore. With stomps to the cap of the knee, and kicks to the tendons in the back of the knee, Dirk was really trying hard to make sure Moore's knee was in pain.

Dirk then dragged Moore over to the ropes, and set his knee in between the second and third rope. Dirk then jumped over the knee of Moore, and slammed his butt down on the injured knee. Moore screamed in pain, but Dirk was not done. Dirk, this time, climbed up to the second turnbuckle, and dived off, landing an elbow drop down of the knee of Moore. With that, the knee of Moore had to be seriously injured.

Moore drug himself out of the ropes, and managed to get to the center of the ring. Dirk walked beside him, laughing the whole time. Dirk then grabbed Moore's knee, set in between both legs of Dirk, and then slammed in down hard to the mat. Dirk followed up with a spinning toe hold. Moore refuesed to give in as Dirk increase the pressure with each twist.

Dirk then picked up Moore, and grabbed his injured knee. With the knee up in the air, Dirk slammed it down on top of his own knee. Sort of like a knee breaker. Moore fell to the ground in agonizing pain. Dirk then picked up Moore, and put him between his legs for a pile driver, but Moore manages to reverse it with a body drop. Dirk got up quickly, but Moore gave him a short lariet. The cover...1....2...kickout.

Moore then, as best he could, tried to gain stable ground. He went over to pick up Dirk, but Dirk grabbed Moore's feet from under him. He dropped a couple elbows and picked up Cal. He signaled the crowd and came off with a huge Critical Danger soviet suplex. Dirk covered quickly for the 1-2-3. The ref raised Dirk's hands in the air, and Dirk made his leave. Moore was laying in the middle of the ring, clutching his knee. Thunder Rider and security came out to help him walk back to the dressing room.
WINNER: Dirk Ryan via Critical Danger

SSC: What an upset by Ryan!

JLB: Guess I was wrong, congrats to Dirk on the big win.

SSC: Will Cal flip out? I say no, but it could happen.

JLB: I'd say no too due to everything he's been through already.

SSC: Well, in any case, we've got Thunder Rider and Void, NEXT!

CRUISER ACTION
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Thunder Rider vs. Void

The packed arena is definitely hot tonite ladies and gents, as we get ready for our next match, it's between to of the S.E.W.F.'s cruiserweights, Void vs. Thunder Rider. And by the way the lights just went out, I believe the match is just about to get under way. The spotlight scans the walkway where the wrestlers usually make their way to the ring, and no one seems to be coming from the locker room. The fans become quiet and basically everyone doesn't know what's going on, when all of a sudden the sound of thunder pounds echoingly through the sound system and Thunder Rider breaks through the curtains with a full head of steam as he runs to the squared circle waiting for the mysterious Void to arrive at any second. TRider looks good, has a pretty good sweat going, is bouncing on the balls of his feet and stretching with the ropes, while talking with the referee about his opponent. Once again the lights go out, no spot ligth no anything but a few of the fan's Bic lighters. In the next blink of the eye, the lights are back on, Void has TR on his back and is delivering a series of rapid kicks and punches to the mid-section. The referee asks for the bell and the match is on its way. Void sure is one sneaky and weird individual, he currently has TR in a front face lock and is shaking him wildly from left to right, as TR jumps up and down in pain. The referee checks the hold and realizes the Void was choking TR and is ordering him to break the hold, so Void complies by turning the move into a face-buster, send- ing TR's face smack dab into the mat with Void's body following, adding more pressure. As TR rolls over, blood is on the mat, apparently dripping from TR's nose from the face buster!!! SPLAAAAATT!! Void quickly grabs TR by the hair and leads him into the corner where Void executes a DDT guiding TR's face into the bottom turn-buckle!!! BAAAAAAAAMMM!!! Void the walks around the ring, rubbing at his nose and pointing at TR who is sitting in the corner with blood pouring from his nose like water!! Void goes into the opposite corner, takes a running start and is gonna try and land a flying head butt into TR's mid-section, but TR who was able to see it coming, rolls out of the way and Void goes head first into the bottom turn-buckle!! Whew, what a quick recovery for TR, who is still shaky on his feet but up. TR grabs Void's head and runs with him across to the other turnbuckle and slams his face into the top turn buckle rapidly as the fans count1..2..3..4..5..6..7, TR stops, sticks the dazed Void's head in between his leg and picks him up and starts to take a couple of steps and executes and tombstone pile-driver, dropping Void on his head with some authority. Void is laying in the center of the ring and just shaking with convulsions as a result of the manuever. TR pumps his hand into the air and the crowd is chanting Thunder,Thunder,etc...... and he grabs Void in the same position, but this time he performs a jack knife power bomb, unbelievably lifting Void over his head and then slamming him down into the mat, falling to his knees to add pressure. Void is in visible pain, as he lays in the ring on his back, reaching at his neck and lower back. But TR's nose is still bleeding and he has a crazed look in his eyes, as he grabs his opponent once again and powerfully, powerbombs him to the mat once again, this time Void landed more on his neck than back. The fans are shocked and amazed at the brutality coming from this cruiserweight match up. TR is running around the ring and rubs a finger across his neck, which can only mean, it's time for the patented "Rolling Thunder", he get's the limp body of what was once Void and performs the patented finisher with pride,BAAAAAAAAAAM!! TR stands up and gives a double biceps pose as he places one foot on the chest of Void and waits while the referee counts,1.....2.....3....he's out, winner Thunder Rider. What an amazing show of force by both of these crusierweights, that match had more blood than some heavyweight matches I've seen in my day!! T.Rider is on the move and after the title which is in the hands of the 'Quiet Man' as far as this match!! Stay where you are, more exciting and the cage match, yet to come, STAY TUNED ONE AND ALL!!!
WINNER: Thunder Rider via Rolling Thunder

SSC: A nice win by TR there. Rolling Thunder is definitely something to be avoided here in the SEWF. Speaking of something to be avoided, it's that steamroller world champ, Frazer Fury, back with an interview. Take it.

("Da Funk" by Daft Punk hits the sound system, and from the back emerges...Frazer Fury!! His SEWF World Heavyweight Title is slung over his shoulder, as he struts down the aisle, fans going crazy. He has a microphone in hand, and he waits for the roar of the crowd to die down.

Frazer:SEWF fans...I'd like to address the comments made by one particular man. Eric F'n Righteous. But first, something else for you....

"Rockit" by Def Leppard plays, and out of the back comes "Flamethrower" Rob Dalton, with a mannequin of Zach "The Movin' Man" Zagar. Frazer turns to the camera, to show off his, "ZACH ZAGAR IS A FUDGEPACKER-Yeah Pery, Sexual Humor's Real Funny, Eh?" shirt.

Rob:Zagar is here, Frazer.

Frazer:Good, good..

The fans are laughing at the obvious parody of something that happened at a recent OWF card.

Frazer:(speaking in an overdramatized voice)Now Zach...you can handle being the special referee for a match, right?

Dalton and Frazer are on the verge of cracking up.

RD:(ducking behind the mannequin and speaking in a shrieky voice):Yes Frazer. You are the god of wrestling, and I suck. OWF is a shit fed, and I bow down to you.

Frazer:(visibly cracking up)Good Zach, but I have a surprise for you...

RD:(still ducking)Oh, really, wow, what is it?

Frazer:THIS!!!

Frazer and Dalton proceed to beat the living hell out of the mannequin, and Dalton sets it on fire, but the head falls off. Frazer shrugs, and puts the head on a corner post. It looks EXACTLY like Zach Zagar himself. The crowd is in stitches....

Frazer:I know a couple of you got that, and I know that you-ERIC RIGHTEOUS, got it. Oh, hey Zach, I'm sure you're gonna hear about this up in your little hellhole of a fed...wanna do something about it? COME GET SOME, (bleep)!!!!! Your pansy ass can't do jack (bleep) to me for real, and you know it. Come on and try it...I DARE YA!!!

Frazer is raking in the laughter from the crowd now, with his references to the "other" fed. This is definitely a shoot... Dalton is in the background, waving a Zagar arm about wildly, and screaming.

Frazer:But ANYWAY....Eric, you want your match? Does the OLD, OLD man want a match? Should we make it a caning match? Not because we could cane each other, but because you have to WALK with a cane now, ya golden girl... So Bea Arthur...err..Eric Righteous, anytime, anyplace, ASK FOR IT. How about the pay-per-view, Mr. Hasbeen? It's GREAT WITH ME. You put up your IWA Light\weight and your SNM belts, and whatever you collect until then, and you can have your shot at my SEWF World Heavyweight Title. It'll be in a cage, and the "any interference equals death" stipulation can be in there too... Oh, and I've got ANOTHER stipulation for you, Oldie. And that stipulation is, loser leaves SEWF for good, as a handler and as a whole.

The crowd gaps at Frazer's bravado. Frazer goes on.

Frazer:Righteous, the pay-per-view, you and me, for all the beans, old man. (Bleep) beans, this is for gold and the right to call yourself the best goddamn wrestler in the world. You've beaten the rest, now step up to the BEST. SEWF's pay-per-view, and it's headlined by: Fury vs. Righteous...

Dalton:(crazy Don King like voice)Eet's the OLD versus THE GOLD!!!!! Absolutely LUDICROUS!!!!

Frazer:RIGHTEOUS, you and me, pay-per-view, PACK YOUR BAGS!!!!

Dalton:ONLY IN AMERICA!!!

Frazer and Dalton walk off, laughing. The mannequin Zagar head remains on the ring post. Frazer gives a wave to the crowd, who're laughing insanely, and the SEWF's champs are gone.

SSC: A big challenge from Frazer to Righteous for next PPV!

JLB: I've heard rumblings that the next PPV could be March 15, same day as WCW's Uncensored.

SSC: Same here, we'll see who gets the higher buy rate. For our first match with a mystery partner, it's Maldor and whoever vs. Linewalkers. Here we go.

MYSTERY ACTION
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Linewalkers vs. Maldor/???

Rapid Fire came walking out. He was getting booed badly by the crowd, but he couldn't hear them. he kept fiddling with his ears as he walked to the ring. Spyder...errr Jay Ward came out next. He had a t-shirt on that read: "Holy Rat's Ass. I'm not the Boy Wonder!" He looked like John Merreck, you know the Elephant Man. He has no teeth, no hair, half of his nose is gone. His left eye has been gouged out and is covered with a pink patch. He limps to the ring, because his knees are shot. He does sign language for Rapid Fire and RF climbs out and helps him in the ring. Ward climbs into the ring, with Rapid Fire's help. Maldor comes out to Stone Temple Pilot's "Big Bang Baby". He laughs at the "Linewalkers". In fact, he falls on the floor laughing. Maldor is laying on the floor of the Shawplex, laughing at these two freaks. Maldor finally settles down and grabs the house mike.

Maldor: Well Boy Wonder, you look like shit. Well, everyone wants to know who my mystery partner is. Here he is Hawkeye RAV!

A man comes walking out. He wears a green mask that has a hawk on each side grabbing a rat. He climbs into the ring and smiles at Jay Ward directly. Ward looks at the masked man quizzically. Maldor starts the match off for his team. Rapid Fire for the Linewalkers. Rapid Fire can't hear the bell ring, so he stand there like an idiot. Maldor charges him and clothesline him. RF goes down. Maldor begins stomping him into oblivion, just three feet from the Linewalkers corner. Ward is in so much pain, he can't climb in to save RF. Maldor picks him up and delivers the Golden Silence on him. Maldor covers 1-2-Maldor picks him up. Maldor delivers seven more Golden Silences on RF. he leaves him laying in the middle of the ring, a bloody mess. He tags in Hawkeye RAV. Hawkeye comes in and grabs RF. he drags him to the Linewalkers corner and forces him to tag Jay Ward. RAV grabs Ward by the neck and pulls him in over the top rope. RAV kicks Ward in the crotch, but nothing happens. RAV does it again and again and again. Ward starts smiling, cause he knows that Jason Cline and Rob Dalton destroyed everything he had down there. It wasn't much, but it was still there. At least that's what he TOLD everyone. Anyways, Ward pushes RAV. RAV then bitchslaps Ward until his face is bright red. He then pimpslaps him down to the mat. RAV laughs at the slobbering man on the mat, known as Jay Ward. RAV looks down at Ward. Ward looks up at RAV in horror. RAV smiles and pulls off the mask. IT'S DYNAMITE DAVID SHAW!!!!! SHAW WAS HAWKEYE RAV!!! SHAW REALLY DOES HATE JAY WARD!!!!! Shaw picks Ward up and delivers ten Dynamite DDTs on him. DDS reaches into his trunks and pulls out a Spyder mask???? he puts it on Ward's head and says: "You looked a hell of a lot better wearing this!" DDS picks SpyderWard up and hits him with seventeen Spyder's Bytes. SpyderWard is a heap of broken bones, blood, and puss! DDS laughs at the site of SpyderWard laying prone in the middle of the ring. He tags Maldor, who just looks down at SpyderWard in amazement. He looks at DDS in awe. He climbs to the top rope and delivers a frogsplash onto the Mess Formerly Known as SpyderWard. Puss shoots out from the battered blob. Maldor covers, 1-2-3. Like you expected him to kick out after that beating. DDS walks over to The Mess Formerly Known as SpyderWard and spits a lugey on him. He and Maldor climb out of the ring and and leave as the EMTs come in carrying spatulas to get TMFKaSW off the ring apron.
WINNERS: Maldor and DDS via total asskicking by DDS followed by a frogsplash

After the match, DDS grabbed a mic and Destroyer came out.

DDS: It's a great day for the YB's because today we induct the newest member of the YB's. With the departure of TA, we've been a little depleted. We spent time looking over all of the cruisers and we decided on giving the nod to Maldor. Steve?

SM: Thanks Dave, I know with your guidance and just learning I can do from the rest of the great YB veterans, I can take cruiserweight wrestling to another level. I'm ecstatic over the induction, thanks Dave.

DDS: No prob, you deserved it. Now, we'll leave you lovely folks to more great SEWF action!

With that, the YB's left the ring to Dangerous by Busta Rhymes.

SSC: A new member of the YB's in Maldor, what do ya think James?

JLB: I think it's a great move and a great expansion by the YB's into cruiserweight dominance. Maldor has certainly proved himself as a very capable wrestler.

SSC: That he has, and I agree on it as a great pick. For the second half of our mystery action, the tag titles are on the line, next. Before the match though, I'd like to remind everyone about the Official Toll-Free Hotline of the SEWF, the Inside Slammer Hotline. Call it at 1-800-715-8741 today!

TAG TEAM TITLES
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Bushido (c) vs. Antonio Bordos/???

Uncustomarily, the champs made their way to the ring first and waited impatiently to find out who Bordas would produce as his partner. " Lhabia" by the deftones began and Antonio Bordos appearred in the aisle, carrying a microphone. The song cuts off and he begins to speak into the mic he has brought out.

Antonio: Bushido, the time has finally arrived. It is time to bring out the man that will help me bring some respect back to the SEWF. In hindsight, I regret not teliing you who he was in the first place. It wouldn't have helped you and you wouldn't have any excuses if we win. Here's your F**kin' challenge...ENJOY!"

With that " Lhabia" begins to play again and Emmanuel Calliente appears! He jogs up beside Antonio and the two walk to the ring side by side. With that, the match was finally ready to begin, with Bordos starting in the ring with Iron Man. After a brief stare down, the two men hooked up with a collar and elbow tie-up. They both strained to gain an advantage, but Iron Man managed to muscle Bordos into the neutral corner. The ref called for the break, but IM wasn't about to waste an oppurtunity, hitting a nasty reverse knife edge onto Bordos chest. Iron Man grabbed Bordos and sent him flying into the far corner, following him in with a big clothesline, but Bordos got a foot up, nailing Iron Man in the face. Bordos lifted himself to the second buckle and floored IM with a flying lariat, turning the tables on Bushido. Bordos was on IM right away, locking on an armbar. IM tried to reach for the ropes, but Bordos pulled him back. Iron Man battled to his feet and reversed the armbar, applying a wristlock onto Bordos. Bordos did a series of twists, followed by a flip to try to get out of the hold, but as he finished the flip, Iron Man simply took the chance to nail him with a hooking clothesline. IM picked up Bordos by the hair and reached over to tag in Wildhorse. IM hoisted Bordos and sent him to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex, followed by a nice slingshot legdrop by Lange from the apron in. Lange took over on Bordos and tried to whip him into the ropes. Bordos surprised Lange with the reversal. As Wildhorse came off the ropes, Bordos hit a drop toe hold, quickly floating up into a modified STF. Lange was surprised but quickly got his hand on the ropes, forcing the break. Bordos kicked away at Wildhorse's knee, obviously trying to do some damage. He hit a belly-to-back suplex of his own and quickly tagged in Emmanuel. Calliente came in and as Bordos held Wildhorse's leg outstretched, Emmanuel went to the ropes and landed right onto the knee with a rolling splash. Calliente sent Lange into the ropes again and went for a rana, but Wildhorse managed to catch him. Lange hoisted the cruiser for a big powerbomb, but Calliente slid out of it, surprising Lange with a flying armdrag, followed by a pinpoint dropkick to Wildhorse's knee as he tried to get up. Calliente tagged in Bordos, who hit a kneebreaker on Lange, followed by a figure four leglock. Wildhorse was in the middle of the ring with no where to go, in obvious pain. IM wasn't about to let this happen and he made the save with a well-placed boot to Bordos' face. Lange quickly rolled over to his corner, holding onto Bordos' leg and tagged in IM legally. Iron Man came in quickly, dropping an elbow to the back of Bordos' head. Iron Man picked up Bordos and sent him right back down with a beautiful reverse suplex. Iron Man with the cover...1...2...no, kick out. IM opened up on Bordos with several rapid fire, devastating kicks, finishing with a Dragon leg sweep to the back of the head. With Bordos face first on the mat, IM hit another devastating elbow drop, right to the back of the head. He rolled Bordos over, but this time, Bordos kicked out even before the ref was in position. IM sent Bordos into the ropes, trying for a super kick, but Bordos improvised and took down IM with a leg drag. IM was right back up, but so was Bordos, who nailed IM with a big dropkick. Bordos followed that up quickly with a powerslam and tagged in Emmanuel, who went up top, hitting a picture perfect spinning moonsault as IM got to his feet. Cover...1..2...no, Iron Man throws Calliente right off of him. IM is up and he goes for a clothesline, but Calliente uses his speed and agility to turn it into a spinning DDT! Calliente with the asai moonsault. He tags in Bordos and together they hit a double clothesline on IM, taking him down. Bordos sends IM into the ropes....tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! That took a lot of power, that's for sure. Bordos tags in Calliente and again we have the double team....Bordos with the vertical suplex, holding up IM....and a missile dropkick from Calliente, right to IM's gut! Immediately, they tag again. They double-whip IM into the ropes and hit a pair of elbows on his return. Bordos picks up IM and hits two backbreakers without dropping IM. Bordos goes back to the more technical style he's used to, applying a reverse chinlock. IM gets to his knees and Bordos tries a butt drop down onto his back, but IM rolls over. Bordos lands right on his knees! IM with the sunset flip....One...Two..Thr...no, Bordos gets a shoulder up. IM drags Bordos to his corner and tags in Lange. Together they send Bordos into the ropes and hit stereo spin kicks on the rebound. Bordos nearly got decapitated. Lange with a stiff kick to the back of the head, followed by a rolling neck snap. Bordos looks done. Lange picks him up. Beautiful Northern Lights suplex. Cover...One...Two...Th...no, once again, Bordos refuses to give up. Wildhorse tags in IM and together they perform a beautiful double-gourd buster! Bordos just got pancaked. IM hooks Bordos' legs, stepping over with a reverse boston crab. Bordos is obviously in pain, frantically trying to reach the ropes. Calliente in with the save! He nails IM from behind with a springboard spin kick! IM falls on top of Bordos. Lange runs in and attacks Calliente. Lange sends Calliente into the ropes....hoists him up and lets him crash to the mat, a single flapjack in you will. The ref orders Lange out as Bordos and IM get to their feet. Bordos with a Northern Lights suplex on IM, but the ref is still arguing with Lange. Bordos gets the ref's attention and sends IM into the ropes....spinebuster! Bordos tags in Calliente. Calliente with a flying somersault into an ankle scissors, sending IM crashing to the mat. He goes to the ropes....springboard bulldog takeover! Cover....One...Tw...no, shoulder up. Calliente quickly tags back in Bordos. Bordos tries to whip IM into the corner, but IM reverses it. Bordos crashes into the corner and Emmanuel Calliente is sent to the floor by the impact. IM with a devastating kick to Bordos' chin on the rebound. IM goes for the cover, while Emmanuel is on the floor over by Lange. One...Two...Thr...no, the ref sees Bordos' foot on the ropes. But he didn't see Emmanuel with the chair! Emmanuel Calliente just nailed Lange with a chair! Lange wasn't expecting that....no one was! Calliente with the chair? Lange is knocked to the floor and Calliente goes up top with the chair....coming off with a flying body press, driving the chair into Lange's face! Amazing. Meanwhile, back in the ring, IM tries a german suplex, but Bordos rolls forward, turning it into a cradle. One..Tw...no, IM is up. The ref sees Lange and Calliente fighting on the floor and goes over to admonish them and break it up. IM is up, but so is Bordos. IM turns around just in time to get nailed by Bordos, using brass knucks he just pulled out of his tights! Emmanuel with the rana off of the guard rail sends Lange crashing to the floor as Antonio tosses the knucks out into the crowd! The ref didn't see a thing. Emmanuel runs back over to his corner as Bordos puts the bleeding and unconcious Iron Man in a boston crab right by the corner. Emmanuel tags in and climbs to the top rope. Guillotine leg drop right onto the back of Iron Man's head! If he wasn't out before, he is now. Emmanuel with the cover...here comes Lange, but Bordos cuts him off. One...Two...Three! We have new champs! WE have new champs!
WINNERS AND NEW TAG CHAMPS: Antonio Bordos and Emmanuel Calliente via boston crab/guillotine legdrop

SSC: Bordos and EC come up with the big win! It looks like Bushido may just be vulnerable after all.

JLB: For their first lost, it sure was a tainted one. I smell a rematch.

SSC: That's true, but remember Phenomenon gets a title shot at WAR this Wed, so Bushido will have to wait at least until next SNM. They're lowering the cage now, so let's get down the ring for the bone crunching action.

CAGE MATCH
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Mauler vs. Sampson

Mauler is introduced first, and he makes his way down the aisle to a round of boos from the crowd. He pays no attention, though, and he enters the cage. Then, the lights dim, and smoke begins to pour out of the entryway. A harsh green lights fills the arena, and off-key bell tones are playing over the loudspeaker. Then, Sampson slowly emerges from behind the smoke, and pauses for a moment. Then, to silence from the awed crowd, Sampson slowly stalks toward the cage. He climbs in, and almost before the referee can ring the bell and lock the cage, Sampson charges right at Mauler and decks him with a big right hand punch. Then, Sampson is on Mauler like an animal, beating him with a frenzy of blows, and Mauler curls his big body into a fetal position to protect himself. Sampson still pounds away in a frenzy, not even recognizing the fact that his blows are starting to lose their effect on Mauler. Finally, Sampson backs away, inhuman sounds coming from his throat, and Mauler slowly gets to his feet, with wide eyes. Then, Sampson charges Mauler again, and this time kicks him right in the knee. Mauler grabs his knee, and collapses to the mat. Sampson starts to stomp on the knee, apparently trying to take the big man's legs out from under him. Mauler is howling in pain now, as Sampson continues to work over the knee. Then, Sampson lifts Mauler to his feet, and drags him over to the wall of the cage, and he begins to scrape Mauler's face across the cage. Mauler begins to bleed from his face as a result of this, and Sampson continues his wild attack. Sampson knees Mauler in the midsection, causing him to bend over. Then, Sampson takes off his own shirt, wraps it around Mauler's throat and begins to choke Mauler. Mauler's face starts to turn red, and he flails at Sampson, trying to get him to break the hold, but Sampson just squeezes tighter. Mauler appears on the verge of passing out, when he reaches back and hits Sampson with a low blow. This stops Sampson's frenzy for a minute, and he staggers backwards. Mauler, meanwhile, wheezes, trying to get his breath back., and he leans against the cage for support. But before Mauler can do anything except wipe the blood off his face, Sampson is on him again. Sampson now begins to choke Mauler with his bare hands, and Mauler is dangerously close to unconsciousness again, when Sampson breaks the hold of his own accord. Sampson begins to work on Mauler's knee again, stomping on it. Then, Sampson takes Mauler's knee, and puts it through the bars of the cage, until his leg is dangling outside of the cage. Then, Sampson stomps on the knee with all of his weight, causing it to bend in a way it was not meant to. Mauler screams in pain, and he clutches his knee, and Sampson falls on him for the cover, and the ref counts, one.., two.., kick-out. Mauler screams again, as it apparently causes him pain even to kick out of a pin. Sampson is unrelenting, continuing his attack on Mauler's knee. He drags Mauler over to the cage again, and slams Mauler's knee repeatedly into the cage bars until Mauler is nearly crying in agony. Finally, Mauler lashes out with a blow that sends Sampson stumbling backwards. Mauler tries to get to his feet, and finds that his leg can barely support his weight. Sampson comes charging at Mauler again, but this time, Mauler gets out of the way, and Sampson hits the cage hard. He staggers backwards, stunned, and walks right into Mauler's arms. From there, Mauler attempts OVER THE EDGE... and connects with it! Sampson is out, and Mauler covers him, and the ref counts, one.., two.., three!! It's over, Mauler wins. Meanwhile, Mauler, hobbles around the ring, pumping his arm in triumph. He walks over to the fallen Sampson, and appears like he is about to spit on him. But suddenly, the lights go out!! When they come back on, Sampson has vanished, and Mauler is unconscious in the middle of the ring.
WINNER: Mike Mauler via Over the Edge

SSC: What a show put on by those two men! Mauler is quickly becoming a great star in the SEWF with a couple huge wins.

JLB: Could have been more if Kuro hadn't just up and died, too bad.

SSC: Great sympathy James. Well, the second of our three title defenses is up with the US title on the line. To the ring!

US TITLE MATCH
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Rob Dalton (c) vs. Destroyer w/DDS

The Youngblood music plays as Destroyer makes his way out with DDS, to a lot of heat. Then "Firestarter" by Prodigy plays, and the crowd goes crazy when the champ, Rob Dalton comes out. While RD is still on he apron, Destroyer charges him, but Dalton sidesteps it, and Destroyer goes hurtling through the ropes to the outside. DDS helps him up, as RD gets into the ring. Destroyer follows Dalton in, and the bell sounds. Once Rob Dalton and Destroyer are in the ring, "Temptation" by The Tea Party starts playing once again. J.P. Blood again appears in the crowd, hops over the barrier and walks over to DDS. JP says simply, "We need to talk." Some words are caught here in there, but full sentences can't be understood. JP goes on to talk about "coming in on his own terms" and "a deal can be reached." Meanwhile in the ring, Dalton takes Destroyer down with a Japanese leg trip and quickly goes to the outside, he grabs a chair, and out of nowhere smashes it over DDS's head. He had no reason to do that! He comes back in, but Destroyer is waiting for him with quick kicks to the kidneys, and a flurry of fists to the head! Destroyer won't let up! JP is now talking about the SEWF World Title and how he wants it. DDS just nods to all of JP's comments. The ref has to physically intervene, but Desroyer pushes the ref away, he comes back at Dalton, but RD catches him with a low blow to the groin. The crowd cheers loudly. DDS is still out cold on the outside. RD puts Destroyer in his own move, the Sharpshooter!!! But Destroyer, being the man who mastered it, knows how to counter it, and rolls over into an inverted Figure 4! Dalton quickly grabs the rope. Destroyer gets up and gives RD a bodyslam. He goes to the top rope and leaps onto RD with a Sky Twister Press! But he doesn't go for the cover. Instead, he picks him up and delivers a Northern Lights Bomb! He then goes to the ring apron and lands a slingshot legdrop! Now, he goes for the pin, but he nonchalantly doesn't hook the leg! 1, 2, 3 nooooo! Dalton kicks out at the last minute! Dalton is very frustrated! He stomps on RD, but Dalton catches his ankle, he trips onto his face, and applies a STF!!!!! Destoyer is about to tap out, but RD lets go! He applies the Katahajame!!!! Destroyer counters it with a jawbreaker! Dalton comes back with a double reverse chinlock, but RD gets out of it, with an elbow to the gut! Destroyer scoops RD up, and slams him out of nowhere with powerslam! 1, 2, KICKOUT! Double arm-leg-takedown from Destroyer into a cradle: 1, 2, thr..NOOOO shoulder up! Double Arm DDT coming up, no! RD gets out of it, and puts Destroyer in a double-underhook, but Destroyer counters it with a backdrop, RD counters it in turn, with a sun-set flip, but Destroyer rolls backwards out of that and locks on the SHARPSHOOTER!!! RD is in a lot of pain!!! Will he tap out? He lifts his hand to tap... HE GRABS THE ROPES!!! Destroyer nails the ref!! The ref is out!!!! DDS jumps up on the ring apron with the chair, Desroyer holds RD back! DDS swings the chair down at RD, but before it connects, RD ducks! DDS hits Destroyer!! RD grabs the chair away from DDS and nails him over the head again! DDS is out!! The ref is waking up!! RD applies the Katahajame again! Destroyer is out cold! Thee ref raises the hand Once, Twice, THREE TIMES!!!! Rob Dalton wins!!!! DALTON WINS!!!!!
WINNER AND STILL US CHAMP: Rob Dalton via Katahajame

SSC: What was that JP thing all about?

JLB: Well, as they say, time will tell. I know Dave and JP go way back, so I'm interested to see how everything plays out.

SSC: Same here. The two have a great past, including being stable mates over the BsWo. Finally tonight, we've got another world title defense by Frazer, this time in a three way dance. Here we go!

WORLD TITLE TRIPLE THREAT
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Frazer (c) vs. Rapid Fire vs. Don Vito

Rapid Fire entered the ring first, as some weird music played. "Don" Vito came out next, to "The Godfather Theme." And finally, "The Meaning of Life" by The Offspring played, and from the back came SEWF World Champ Frazer Fury, who took his time getting into the ring. The enclosed cage dropped down onto the 3, and Frazer grabbed a chair before it did, which ensured a more violent match. As soon as the cage dropped, all hell broke loose, and the three men ripped into each other. Frazer rolled to the side, as Vito and RF slammed into each other. Vito won the short battle, knocking RF over, and turned to face Frazer. He was smacked in the face with a Fury Kick, and fell to the mat. RF charged Frazer before a pinfall could occur, and the two men slammed into the side of the cage. Frazer jumped ont othe middle rope, and shot up, grabbing the side of the cage. He climbed to the top, and RF shrugged. RF slid onto Vito, for a pin, but it was too late, Vito kicked out. RF bounced off the ropes, and connected with an elbowdrop. Vito got up, and just smacked RF. RF staggered back, under Vito's assault, and was hit with a belly-to-belly suplex. Vito dropped down with a standing splash, and pinned RF. RF kicked out at 1, and was re-energized, going off on Vito with punches, until Vito went to the mat. At this point, Frazer cascaded down. He had been hanging unnoticed from the top of the cage. Frazer landed harshly on RF's shoulders, and flung him across the ring with a rana, sending him into the side of the cage in mid flip. RF hung there, tangled up in the ropes, and feet through rungs in the cage. Frazer lined up, and Fury Kicked the upside down RF, which loosened him, and dropped him onto his feet. Vito was in the center of the ring, and Frazer snap mared him into RF, which sent him onto RF in mid flip, like RF had been on the cage. Vito fell onto his feet, and Frazer DRILLED Vito in the back of the head with a chairshot kick, aka Vandaminator, which sent Vito's and RF's heads colliding, and busted open both badly. Vito fell over, and RF fell forward, right into a Perfect Move from Frazer. Frazer was fired up, and he shot around the ring, soaking in the cheers. Frazer went crazy, and started punching both men as they got up. He suplexed RF over, dropkicked Vito down, spinning back elbowed RF, and springboard wheel kicked Vito. From there, Frazer springboarded from the second rope, up to the third, and high onto the cage. He moonsaulted off, and dropped donw onto RF in a pinning combination, 1, 2, kickout. Frazer was going for a belly-to-belly suplex on RF, when Vito hit him in the back. RF suplexed Frazer, and Vito went up top. The two men were obviously working on Frazer together. Vito dropped a knee down, and then they executed a spike piledriver on the champ. Vito then powerbombed Frazer, and RF got in some good fistdrops. "Don" Vito put Frazer in a camel clutch, and RF kicked him in the back a few times. Vito put Frazer onto his shoulders, and RF climbed up top. The two men knocked Frazer to the mat with a Doomsday Device, although he landed on his feet, a true testament to his agility. Vito and RF double clotheslined him down, and then conferred with one another, seemingly choosing how to finish Frazer off. Vito thwacked Frazer with the chair, to keep him down, and they decided on something. RF sent Frazer into the ropes, and went for a back bodydrop, and Frazer flew right into Vito, only Frazer pulled out a killer of a flying forearm!!! RF spun around, and was clocked with a Fury Kick, and Frazer made a quick cover, as RF hit the mat neck first, and got the one, two, three. Frazer turned to see Vito charging him, ducked, and got him up onto his shoulders, and dropped him with the FrazerDriver, hooking Vito's unmoving legs for another one, two, three!!!! As the bell rings to end the match and the ref raises Frazer Fury's hand in victory, Thunder Rider, Caladan Moore and Mike Mauler all rush the ring, Moore and Mauler both weilding baseball bats. Fury decks Thunder Rider, but gets taken down by a bat across the back of the head by Caladan. After a few well placed bat shots, Thunder Rider retrieves the mic as Caladan places the World title over the top turnbuckle. Mike Mauler lifts Frazer up for a powerbomb, but brings him down across the top turnbuckle, causing Frazer's neck to whiplash viciously.

THUNDER RIDER: Guillotine 'em!

Fury crumples to the mat, unmoving as Caladan takes the mic.

CALADAN: Hey guys, whatever you do, don't move him. You know that's the worst thing to do with neck injuries.

Thunder Rider and Mike Mauler promptly start moving Fury, dragging him to the centre of the ring as Caladan laughs. Thunder Rider starts laying into Fury with punches when once again, J.P. Blood makes an appearance. The crowd goes nuts as he rolls into the ring and throws off ThunderRider. Caladan and Mauler wisely give J.P. some space. Blood picks up Fury and sends him crashin g to the mat, head first, with a beautiful snap DDT, jarring Fury's neck once again. With Fury out on the mat, J.P. Blood takes the microphone from Caladan.

JP: Remember this Frazer Fury - This is only the beginning.

J.P. Blood rolls out of the ring as "Temptation" by The Tea Party starts playing once again. EMTs rush out to the ring at last. As Caladan, Thunder Rider and Mauler depart, the EMTs put a neckbrace on Fury and with painful slowness, use a backboard to load him onto a stretcher. Frazer Fury is rolled from the building to a waiting ambulance, the first victim of the reign of terror.
WINNER AND STILL CHAMP: Frazer Fury via FrazerDriver and FuryKick

SSC: I guess Cal and co. weren't kidding.

JLB: Looks like you're right.

SSC: Anyway, that's all the time we've got tonight. For JLB, this is Stylin' Steve Chen saying goodnight!

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