Chip: We've had an action packed night so far here in the United Center in Chicago.

Marcus: What a way to return to action as always as coming up next, we have Godfather versus Chaos

Chip: I'm beginning to wonder if the Canadien Beast is going to show up or not..I mean, we haven't seen the guy around at all during this entire two weeks.

Marcus: But don't fret yourself..after Godfather shamelessy slaps Chaos around like a two dollar...well, you get the point, but my boy, the MAIN MAN...Jason Slade, will be wrestling once again.

Chip: Don't even remind me Marcus..don't even remind me.

Marcus: Well, when's this match going to start?

Chip: Well..let's head our attention to the staircase as this match is set to begin.

Godfather vs Chaos

"A Welcome Burden plays loudly over the speakers as Chaos slowly walks out, appearing a bit hesitant to walk to the ring. Wearing blue jeans and a Canadien Beast customized shirt, he slowly makes his way towards the ring, the fans not knowing quite how to act. He climbs into the ring as the crowd is awaiting the anticipation..."Nobody Does It Better" by Warren G/Nate Dogg plays as the stadium goes crazy. Godfather comes running out, not wasting any time as he slides into the ring and immediately grabs Chaos.

Chip: Godfather is definetly not going to waste an ounce of time here tonite as he is bound and determined to show the world that he is more than ready for the IHWF to have reopened.

The ref calls for the bell as Godfather nails Chaos with multiple lefts and rights, bouncing him towards the corner. Godfather nails him with a knee to the chest as he grabs Chaos's head and bashes it against the turnbuckle. The fans are alive as Godfather picks up Chaos and nails him with a huge powerslam to start this match off.

Marcus: MY GOD!! This match has only just begun and Godfather is showing that he means serious business here tonite.

Chip: Chaos has no chance man..that's my prediction for the night.

Godfather picks up Chaos off the mat, not even bothering with the count as he tosses him into the ropes. Godfather follows up with a vicious clothesline, sending Chaos right back onto the mat. Godfather raises his arms into the air, gathering the crowd's energy as he picks up Chaos and and nails him with a huge backbreaker. Godfather goes down for the cover.

1...2...

Somehow Chaos kicks out as Godfather can only laugh. Godfather picks up Chaos as he simply tosses him outside the ring.

Chip: Something tells me Godfather is quite happy that Chaos kicked out.

Marcus: I think Godfather is out to prove something here tonite, and he isn't going to be happy til he's finished.

Godfather nails Chaos with a couple of rights to the face as he slams Chaos's head against the canvas. Chaos staggers around as Godfather grabs him and tosses him right into the staircase, a loud echo going thru the arena. Godfather stands and only shakes his head as he goes to pick up Chaos once again. Chaos attempts a swing, but Godfather counters, nailing Chaos with a massive DDT onto the hard, concrete floor. Chaos is simply out, twitiching on the floor as Godfather picks him up and rolls him back into the ring to finish the job.

Chip: This match, quite frankily, has sucked. This match has been all Godfather..its as if Chaos wasn't even here in the first place.

Marcus: I sure do hope that sometime down the road, Chaos does decide to actually put forth some effort here.

Chip: But Godfather here might just be a little too much for him tonite. I don't know...we really can't say. But Godfather is glad the IHWF is back in full force, and wants to get things rolling.

Godfather looks at the pathetic Chaos as he lays on the mat. Godfather calls to the crowd as he picks up Chaos and nails him with the Silencer. The ref goes down for the count.

1...2...3

Winner: Godfather by pinfall

Godfather walks around the ring, getting the crowds attention as he calls for the mic.

Godfather: Chaos..that was pathetic. I don't even know why I waste my time with you...and as a matter of fact, I don't even know why the IHWF staff even offered to book this match. But I must say, it felt good to be back in the ring here tonite...and foremost, to have achieved on win on my road to winning the IHWF World Title once more!!

Suddenly, from behind out of the crowd, Enforcer slides into the ring, holding a lead pipe. He nails Godfathe from behind, as Godfather staggers forward and falls flat on the mat. Fans are booing as Enforcer mutters something out "World Champion my ass.." Enforcer climbs out of the ring, Godfather slow to get to his feet

Chip: What a hit there by Enforcer. I think he's got his point across here tonite.

Marcus: Yeah, but Godfather needed some sort of challenge tonite. Too bad Enforcer didn't nail him harder.

Chip: Well, one thing is for sure, I believe Godfather is a force to contend with.

Marcus: And why do you say that? Chaos didn't land any offense whatsoever..what judgement is that for Godfather? If Godfather got in the ring with a real wrestler, for example, Jason Slade, it'd be all over.

Chip: Oh yeah, right..Ja

Marcus: And speaking of Jason Slade, my boy is going to be next and he's going to waylay over that Ulimate Justice Chump Max Powers.

Chip: Don't get your hopes up to high Marcus..the fact is Slade is getting up there in age and might not be able to compete with the youth of today.

Marcus: WHAT!? I can't believe you'd say that..Slade if the Incredible One and yet, you still don't believe. Well, tonite, he's going to make a believer out of everyone here and furt...

Suddenly, "Dead Bodies Everywhere" by KoRn plays over the loud speakers as the fans go ecstatic..Pres Atomic Mass comes strolling out, wearing a suit and tie and his long brown hair tied back into a ponytail. Fans are going wild as he shakes hands with some of the fans as he makes his way to the announcer's booth..

Marcus: What the hell is fatty doing here?

Mass puts on his headset as he looks at Marcus strangely

Mass: Did you say something perhaps Marcus?

Marcus: No, not at all Pres..I would never say anything like Chip would.

Chip: What? You're crazy Marcus. Glad to have you hear Mass.

Mass: Thanks..well, thought I would come down and find out exactly what our "Superman" of the federation has in store in this match. Still see if he's up to par, should we say.

Marcus: Slade, will always be up to par with the rest of the IHWF for the rest of his career. He can take on anyone, anytime, anywhere.

Mass: You know, I've noticed you support Slade quite a bit..the two of you aren't?

Chip is rolling with laughter as Marcus becomes quite defensive

Marcus: Look, I know a winner when I see one..and just because he's freakin' Incredible doesn't mean you have to insult him like that. The man is awesome..and that's the way it is.

Mass: Well, every man has to have at least one fan. When's this match begin anyways...

Chip: Right about now..

Jason Slade vs Max Powers

"Eye of the Tiger" by Survivor plays as the Ultimate Justice fans in the arena go wild. Max Powers and Mercenary come strolling out, Max Powers wearing a frizzed out white wig and Mercenary wearing a "Libyan" shirt. The fans are rolling as Mercenary strolls to the side of the ring as Max Powers asks for the mic...

Max Powers: Marty..GREAT SCOTTS!! I hope your're ready to get your ass kicked here tonite..

Powers tosses the wig to the outside as the lights dim as "Let's Get Dirty" by Redman plays out and the pinnacle of the IHWF stands at the ring entrance, not looking at all pleased. He makes his way towards the ring, ignoring the boos ringing from the crowd. He looks at the wig and spits on it. He walks towards Mercenary, grabbing the shirt and offering a few verbal warning. Suddenly, Slade catches attention of Mass sitting at the booth as he fires a look of hate. Mass can only smile as Max Powers suddenly flies over the top ropes and nails Slade with a flying cross body drop. The ref calls for the bell as Powers catches the early start

Slade is quick to his feet as he nails Powers with a massive clothesline as the ref shakes his head, knowing that he has a long match in store for him. Slade picks up the confused Powers and bashes his head off the guardrail. He does this three or four times before Powers finally comes to his senses. Powers reverses and sends Slade flying into the guardrail. Powers slowly makes his way to the ring as Slade is quickly to get up. He grabs a chair from the ring announcer and bashes it over the head of Powers. He laughs as the crowd boos Slade. Slade reaches the chair high over his head once more and nails him again. Slade tosses the chair aside and tosses Powers into the ring. Slade goes in and goes for the cover.

1..2..kickout.

Chip: Oh wow, Powers just barely got out of that count-out. What stamina by Powers.

Marcus: You knew this couldn't be over that quick. Powers hasn't barely begun to omit any sort of offense.

Chip: It just shows what Slade is truly made of.

Marcus: Are you finally admitting that Slade is good?.

Chip: Enough already, let's not even get started. Looks like Powers might be forming some offense here..

Slade, not to pleased with the call, picks up Powers by the hair and bashes him across the face with a massive elbow. Powers stumbles back as Slade attempts another punch. Powers counters and places Slade into an arm bar submission. Slade, caught off guard, quickly recoils and makes his way towards the ropes. Slade immediately gets up and plants his boot right into the head of Powers. Powers emits a cry as Slade picks up Powers and tosses him into the ropes. Powers comes flying back and dodges the attemted grapple by Slade and rears back and nails a clothesline of his own. Powers bounces off the ropes and lands a rolling knee drop. Powers quickly gets up and picks up Slade. He tosses him into the corner and rears back. He nails Slade with a huge splash. Slade staggers forward as Powers signals for the Reigns of Power.

Chip: What a change of events we have here. Powers is on the verge of winning this match, when Slade was the master of offense here for most of the opening of this match-up.

Marcus: What the hell Slade? What exactly is going on here? What has happened to you man..

Mass: Ah, maybe ol' Slade can't cut it here anymore...maybe he is gettting a bit too old..

Powers slaps his hand on the back of Slade's neck, but Slade quickly regains his cool and slaps the hand off his neck. He grabs Powers and executes a belly-to-back suplex on Powers. Powers gets up only to be met by a lariat. Slade climbs to the top ropes and taunts towards the crowd. Powers gets up and slams the ropes, sending Slade hard against the turnbuckle. Powers climbs up the turnbuckle and attempts to pull off a suplex. Slade counters as he grabs Powers delivers a massive backbreaker off the top ropes. Slade laughs as he goes for the cover.

1...2...thre..kickou.

The ref motions about an inch as Slade gets in the ref faces and starts yelling at him. Powers, a little slow to come around, rolls out of the ring and pulls out a table from underneath the ring. The crowd is going crazy as he throws it into the ring. But Slade catches on and nails Powers with a baseball slide, sending him parraling into the concrete floor. Slade takes a look at the table and sets it up, right next to the turnbuckle. A huge smile emits from his face as Powers slowly gets up. Slade climbs out of the ring to go greet Powers but Powers is quick to get an elbow in. Powers grabs Slade and slams his head hard against the announcers table.

Mass: That's what I'm talking about..kick Slade's ass Powers.

But Slade suddenly counters with a low kick to the groin as he picks up Powers and gorilla press slams Powers thru the table.

Chip: Our table is gone!! Oh my, what a match we have here tonite.

Marcus: You mean I have to hold my drink during the rest of the show now?? Where the hell is our back-up table?

Chip: Quit your whining and watch on man.

Marcus: But its all good still..at Slade was the man to do it..

Slade laughs at Powers's pitiful attempt and stares Mass directly into his eyes. The President and Slade exchange some words as it appears the heated battle is about to take place. Slade mouths the words "In due time" and he looks around for Powers. He grabs Powers by his hair and tosses Powers into the stairs as a loud echo can be heard thruout the stadium. Slade picks up Powers and rolls him into the ring, laughing the whole time.

Marcus: This isn't going to look good for Powers.

Chip: Slade has an open table and it looks like he going to go HomeDepo all over it.

The ref is shaking his hands, telling Slade not to do it. Powers is out on the mat, not knowing exactly where he is. Suddenly, Mercenary comes sliding into the ring, ready to take on Slade.

Marcus: What the hell is he doing here? Get Mercenary out of that stinkin' ring! He had his match already and won quite easily. He doesn't belong here.

Mass: Quit whining Marcus...Mercenary has some history with Slade..I mean, he is the one that knocked him out of the ring during the Battle Royal for the World Title..ahh, brings a tear to my eye remembering how I screwed Slade for that World Title..

Slade and Mercenary begin to get into it as the ref calls for the bell.

Winner: None

Slade nails Mercenary with a knee to the gut as he places Mercenary into the powebomb position. Powers is still reeling on the mat when suddenly, the arena explodes.

Marcus: What the hell is going on...

Godfather comes running into the ring, nailing Slade from behind as both members of Ultimate Justice begin to team up on Jason Slade. Slade is staggered as Godfather and Mercenary toss Slade into the ropes. They toss him high into the air and right thru the table!! Fans are going crazy here in Chicago and Godfather helps Max Powers to his feet.

Mass: Well, things are looking good all ready..

Chip: Folks, we are most definetly out of time..I hoped you enjoyed our first show here tonite..as we find out what happens with Ultimate Justice and Jason Slade..its bound to only get better.