Convictions

(The New England Wrestling logo appears on the NEW-Tron, then fades...suddenly, fireworks explode all around the screen at once, as a single phrase appears on the screen ...)

"No more important duty can be urged upon those who are entering the great theater of life than simple loyalty to their best convictions."
--EDWIN H. CHAPIN

(The quote glows for about 15 seconds, then fades into...)

("Tribal Convictions" by Voivod explodes over the speakers as massive amounts of pyro explode from various points throughout the arena...the lights come up, and screaming fans roar, holding up signs of their favorite wrestlers...the camera sweeps around the arena, then settles on the announce position...)

Brian: Welcome fans, to NEW Convictions!! One of the biggest events of the year, we are proud to be coming to you tonight, via pay-per-view, brom the beautiful P.N.E. Coliseum, in scenic Vancouver, British Columbia!! We've got one HELL of an event tonight, including a six-man collision in the main event!!

Sara: That's right, Brian, in the Main Event, we'll see The Legion, represented by Carl Knox, "The Franchise" Ronnie McNeil, and the NEW World Champion Deadman, going face to face with The Horsemen, Thanatos, Night Stalker, and the NEW International Champion, Pagan!! And also, Thanatos has been saying all week long that right here at Convictions, the next member of the Horsemen will be revealed!! Some fans have already been discussing via message boards who that person will be! Names ranging from War Dog to BlackBird13 to even DaMan2000 have been tossed about, and only time will tell! We'll find out tonight!!

Jason: And we've got much more on tap tonight, Sara!! Pagan will defend his International Title in a ladder match against the impressive and brash opponent, The Strip! Achellios is slated to go one on one with an unnamed opponent in a first for New England Wrestling: a Mercury Sparkler Deathmatch for the Xtreme Title! We've got Prince of Darkness taking on Kurt Chavez in a whip match for a shot at the Xtreme Title!!

Brian: And to open things up, how about a triple threat match?? We're about to find out who will be the number one contender for the NEW International Title! Let's head to the ring, and Jack Darling!!! Convictions is UNDERWAY!!!!

Jack Darling: Ladies and Gentlemen!! The first match of the night is a TRIPLE THREAT MATCH, and is for Number One Contendership for the NEW International Title!! This match is set for one fall, under triple threat rules, with a 30 minute time limit!! Introducing the primaries...first, hailing from Detrit, Michigan, weighing in at 220 pounds...SCURGE RUNIK!!!!

(The drum-only intro to "We Live No More" by Black Label Society starts to play and when the guitar riff hits pyros near the entrance go off and Scurge begins to walk to the ring, slapping hands with fans, posing etc. Once in the ring Runik poses for everyone before awaiting his opponents...)

Jack Darling: And his opponent...from New Orleans, Louisiana...weighing 285 pounds, and accompanied by Miss Julie Ascott he is...NY VANDAMME!!!!

("Seven Nation Army" by The White Stripes begins over the speakers as Ny and Miss Julie appear. They both walk intensely to the ring and have no interaction with the fans. Upon entering the ring, VanDamme confronts the referee in an attempt to intimidate the ref. Ny then stares coldly at Scurge and awaits the next arrival... )

Jack Darling: And their opponent...from Denver, Colorado, tipping the scales at 290 pounds...WUUUUUULLLFFF!!!

("Superbeast" by Rob Zombie hits, and Wulf methodically makes his way to the ring, almost as if he is stalking his prey. He pays no attention to the fans, as they cheer loudly for him. Once in the ring, he stands atop the second turnbuckle, and with a euphoric stare, howls loudly, up into the rafters...hopping down, he turns and glares at the other men in the ring...)

Brian: There's the bell, and away we go! All three men are circling each other, and we're not seeing much action here...these men are waiting for someone to make the first move...and there it is! Ny and Wulf lock up in a collar-and-elbow! Ny with an arm drag takedown on Wulf! And Scurge NAILS Ny with a dropkick! Runik is the only man up here, looks like he picked his spot!

Jason: Um, Brian, Wulf is back up, and he grabs Scurge from behind! Wulf with a big belly-to-back suple...wait! Scurge flipped out of it and landed on his feet! Dropkick to the knee of Wulf! Wulf goes down hard! Runik is now pounding on that knee with stomps and kicks! But Ny is back up, and he catches Runik from behind with a clothesline! Ny picks up Runik, what's he doing??

Sara: He's kinda cute!

Brian: Sara, please! It's too early for that! VanDamme has Runik up! Big backbreaker across the knee! Runik is in serious pain, as Miss Julie is pounding on the mat, encouraging her man! Wulf has rolled out of the ring, and is massaging that knee that has been injured! Now here's Ny with a pin! 1...2...kickout! Runik is not done yet! Ny picks Runik up, whip to the ropes! Wulf grabbed Runik's ankle! Runik hits the mat and is dragged outside! Wulf NAILS Runik with a short-arm clothesline that folds Scurge in half!!

Jason: My God!! Wulf is getting back in the ring now, he and Ny lock back up! Now they are exchanging punches! Ny gets the upper hand and hits Wulf with a belly-to-belly suplex! Cover!!! 1...2...kickout! Wulf is back up, shaking his head, and grinning! Wulf with a big boot to the midsection of VanDamme! WOW! HUGE T-Bone suplex from Wulf! I think Ny landed right on his head!! Look at the concern on Miss Julie's face!!

Sara: She's a little bitch. I hate her. Ny should get a real woman...like me!!

Brian: Shut UP, Sara!! Diamond Joe is checking on Ny, Wulf pushes the ref out of the way!! Wulf picks up Ny, and signals to the audience!! He's got Ny up!! WULFBITE!! WULFBITE!!

Jason: HERE'S THE COVER! 1...........2.............THREE!! The Beast From Within wins!! Wulf is the new Number One Contender for the International Title!! What a way to start NEW Convictions!!!

Wulf defeated Ny VanDamme and Scurge Runik in 07:33 to become the #1 Contender for the NEW International Title

(We cut to a picture of a couple, a female and a male with the male obviously being in good physical condition.)

SaraAnne: And it appears a newcomer to New England Wrestling is sitting in the front row watching the action. His name I believe is...American Hero? Did I get that right? And I guess he is with his wife Beth tonight watching the action. I have been informed by management, that he will be appearing next week on Slam Dance in some fashion. I guess we'll see how good the guy can be with a name like American Hero.

(Jason chuckles a bit.)

Brian: Time now for our next match, fans! This should be a dandy, as NEW ring workers have placed whips above two of the four ringposts! This is going to be brutal!!! Let's go to the ring, and get introdutions, along with the rules!!

Jack Darling: Fans, the next match is scheduled for one fall, with a 30 minute time limit, and will decide the Number One Contendorship for the NEW Xtreme Title!! This will be a Vancouver Whip Match!! (Crowd pops...) There are two whips attached to opposite ringposts. These whips are fair items to be used within the match! The winner will be decided by pinfall, submission, or countout. And now, the primaries!! Introducing first...from Los Angeles, California...weighing 248 pounds...Kurt Chavez!!!

("Born in East L.A" by Cheech Marin hits the speakers andKurt arrogantly walks down to the ring, absorbing all the fans cheering, and shouting. He rolls into the ring and raises his hand high in the air, pointing to the whips and gesturing with a whipping motion...)

Jack Darling: And his opponent...weighing 190 pounds, from Phoenix, Arizona, accompanied by Jade...Prince Of Darkness!!!!!

("Superstar" by Saliva blasts over the speakers as POD appears with Jade, making his way to the ring, his eyes focused on Chavez...)

Brian: There's the bell, and we're off to a quick start with these two men exchanging punches in the middle of the ring! Rights and lefts are flying, and neither man seems to have an advantage!! OOOH, big knife edge chop by Chavez, and POD goes down!! Chavez runs over to the ringpost and is trying to unfasten one of the whips!! But here comes Prince, and he splashes Chavez! Chavez stumbles backwards and Prince nails him with a German Suplex!! Chavez back to his feet, hops to the second rope and comes off with a quick legdrop!! Here's a cover...1....2...kickout!!!

Jason: One big move is not going to end this match! Chavez is back up now, and here comes Prince!! Chavez locks up with him and applies a side headlock! Now a nice hiptoss into a front chauncery by Kurt Chavez! He's showing some nice technical moves here, and Diamond Joe is asking Prince if he gives up...Prince says no!!! Kurt now, picking up Prince, and running to the ropes...baseball slide into the back of the kneecaps! That's what Kurt calls "Ghetto Taggin'", and Prince is down hard!! Jade has a very worried look on her face, as Kurt goes to work on a whip, trying to free it from the ringpost!!

Brian: And HE'S GOT IT!! KURT CHAVEZ HAS A WHIP!!! He's testing it out now, folks, these are 6-foot bullwhips imported from Juarez, Mexico, just for this event!! Kurt walks over to Prince and picks him up...and SMASHES Prince in the face with the butt end of the whip!!

Sara: I think that broke Prince's nose!! Look at the blood!! Ick!!

Brian: You may be right, Sara, but brutality and blood are part of the game here in New England Wrestling!! Now Kurt sets the whip down and grabs Prince in a side headlock again, and whips him to the ropes...Spinning Heel Kick from Kurt Chavez!! That caught Prince right in the chest, and he goes down, his feet flailing like he can't catch his breath!! Kurt is smiling at Jade, and he's picking Prince up and walking him to the ropes! He's got Prince tied up in the ropes, but Prince's back is facing the ring!! Kurt's gonna whip Prince's back!! These bullwhips could lay him wide open!!

Jason: Kurt has that nasty-ass bullwhip again, and is snapping it in the air!! Jade looks like she's going to be sick!! Folks at home may want to usher the kids out of the room for a moment...

*WHIP*

Brian: OH MY GOD!!! PRINCE'S BACK HAS BEEN LAID OPEN!! HE'S GOT A HUGE GASH ACROSS HIS BACK!!!!! MY GOD!!! MY GOD!!!

*WHIP*

Jason: AND THERE'S ANOTHER SHOT!!! PRINCE'S BLOOD IS FLOWING ONTO THE MAT!!

*WHIP*

Sara: I'm going to be sick.

*WHIP*

Brian: Jade hops up on the ring apron!! She's yelling at Kurt!! Kurt brandishes the whip, and Jade hops down! Only a momentary distraction,but now Diamond Joe is admonishing Chavez...and look at Jade!! She's freeing Prince from the ropes!! Prince is free! He collapses to the mat, and here comes Chavez!! He's choking POD with that whip!! And it's legal, folks, it's legal!!!

Jason: What's Jade doing? She's got the other whip!! She's hiding it behind her back!! Chavez hasn't seen her!! Jade is up on the ring apron now, yelling at Chavez again! He breaks the choke and is headed Jade's way! Diamond Joe intercepts Chavez, and LOOK!

Brian: Jade tossed the other whip in the ring!! Prince has it!! He lashes out!!!

*SNAP*

Jason: HOLY SHIT!!! HE CAUGHT KURT CHAVEZ RIGHT IN THE FACE!!! CHAVEZ IS DOWN HARD! PIN!!!! 1.....2......THREE!!!! PRINCE WINS!! PRINCE WINS!!! PRINCE IS THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE XTREME TITLE!!!!

Prince Of Darkness defeated Kurt Chavez in 14:57 to become the #1 Contender for the NEW Xtreme Title

Brian: I don't believe it! Prince has collapsed, and we have medics swarming to the ring to provide medical attention! Kurt Chavez may be seriously hurt here!! He's screaming and grabbing at the area around his right eye!!

Jason: That was freaking brutal. Wow.

Brian: Don't forget about our big main event, fans, as here at NEW Convictions, we're going to see the Old Guard against the New Guard, as The Legion faces off with The Horsemen in a huge Six-Man Tag Team match!!

Sara: And, supposedly Horseman number four will be revealed tonight!!

Jason: I have my suspicions on who it could be! But don't forget fans, NEW Convictions is brought to you by Skittles, Taste The Rainbow!! By Nike, who remind you that Andre Aggasi Is Not A Baseball Player (Despite The Commercial), By Tower Records who remind you to Please Buy Our Stuff So We Don't Have To Close Our San Francisco Store, and by The "Martha Stewart Is Innocent" Coalition!!!

Brian: Let's head to the ring for our next match!!!

(Suddenly, "Stand Alone" by Iced Earth hits, and NEW President Cody appears, wearing a dark blue suit and carrying a microphone...standing at the top of the ramp, he acknowledges the crowd, then the music fades and he begins to speak...)

Cody: Ladies and gentlemen, I know that you were looking forward to seeing a first here in NEW, a Mercury Sparkler Deathmatch for the Xtreme Title. (Crowd roars...) However...(some boos) ...due to unfortunate circumstances, we are unable to bring you this match, as Achellios missed a flight here to Vancouver, and his opponent has left New England Wrestling. So Achellios has been suspended until I decide otherwise. (Major boo-age...) HOWEVER...since this is New England Wrestling, and the fans get what they want...(cheers)...Therefore, at the next Monday Night Slam Dance...there WILL be a Mercury Sparkler Deathmatch for the vacant Xtreme Title! (Crowd Pops huge) And Prince Of Darkeness will be in this match!! (cheers) Now, I have just finished speaking with Wulf, who won contendership to the International Title earlier tonight!! (More cheers) And after careful speculation, I have decided to give Wulf what he has wanted...so Wulf has given up his International Title Contendership!! (crowd buzzes) And WULF will face PRINCE OF DARKNESS...NEXT WEEK...FOR THE NEW XTREME TITLE!!!! (Crowd explodes again) That is all, ladies and gentlemen, enjoy the rest of Convictions!!!

Brian: WOW!! What an announcement!! The Main Event next week at Slam Dance will be Wulf against Prince Of Darkness in a Mercury Sparkler Deathmatch for the Xtreme Title!!! Unbelievable!!

Jason: Yeah, unbelievable that Wulf would give up a shot at Pagan, a man who he has never beaten, to go for the Xtreme Title!! He had a chance to write his name in the record books!!!

Brian: Well, since the Xtreme Title match has been moved to Slam Dance, let's move on with the card!! And now, we have come to what has been called by one of it’s participants, the match that will be called the greatest of the year. It features the New England Wrestling, Hall of Famer and International Champion, Pagan.

Jason Barret: And Pagan will be opposed by the upstart rookie, The Strip!

Jack Darling: This is a special stipulations match, a Ladder Match for the NEW International Title. No time limit, no rules, the first man to take the belt from the chain above the ring is the winner. The first contestant in this match, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada -THE STRIP!

(“Night on Bald Mountain” begins to play as the lights dim. Strip breaks through the curtain, walking determinedly toward the ring. He walks up the steps, wipes his feet and enters the ring. ...)

Brian Johnson: Last week, Strip faced another member of the Horsemen, Nightstalker. He started out well, battering Nightstalker, bloodying him, but Stalker just turned out to be too much.

Jason Barret: I don’t know about the rest of you, but he earned my respect.

SaraAnne: Well, here’s a man who didn’t have and still doesn’t have any respect for Strip, at least not any that he will acknowledge.

Jack Darling: And his opponent...hailing from Ann Arbor, Michigan...weighing in at 295 pounds...he is the New England Wrestling International Champion, and a member of The Horsemen....PAAAAAAAAAGAAAAAANNNNNNNN!!!!

(Lighting flashes across the NEW-Tron as Saliva's "Click, Click, BOOM!!" explodes in the arena...the fans rise as one, as a white curtain of pyro drops from the ceiling across the entryway...through the pyro, Pagan emerges, smiling and pointing at the NEW International Title that hangs 15 feet above the ring...Wearing his trademark Silver Serengeti sunglasses, he walks slowly to the ring, looking back and forth between The Strip and the belt above the squared circle...he strides up the steps and steps over the top rope, raising both arms to a tremendous ovation from the crowd...removing his sunglasses, he tosses them to a ring attendant and briefly stretches, glaring at The Strip, all business now...)

Brian Johnson: Those of you at home should know the rules for this match – there are none, except that you need to climb a ladder to retrieve the International Championship belt.

Jason Barret: We’ve seen some awesome matches, and I don’t see why this one should be any different.

SaraAnne: I think that we’ve seen the mettle of Strip in the past few weeks, but he hasn’t proven anything to me.

(The two stand across the ring from one another, Pagan stone-faced and Strip rubbing his hands together.)

*ding ding*

Brian Johnson: Strip and Pagan are still not moving, they are feeling one another out, trying to get some kind of psychological advantage. Oh, and Strip takes a step forward and holds up four fingers.

Jason Barret: And Pagan smiles. What a … match so far.

(Pagan’s mouth forms the word “PERFECTION”)

SaraAnne: They lock up – Pagan pushes Strip off.

Brian Johnson: As big as Strip is, Pagan is bigger, and as we can see, stronger.

(The two lock up again. Strip arm drags Pagan and pops up before Pagan does, then taps his finger against his temple.)

Jason Barret: These guys are feeling each other out, trying to get a taste.

(Strip signals for the lock-up and they both go for it, but Pagan steps back and delivers a kick to Strip’s stomach.)

SaraAnne: Oh! Pagan with a kick.

(The veteran staggers Strip with a forearm to the face)

Brian Johnson: Strip stumbling like he was in the ring with George Foreman. He takes Strip in a front facelock. He’s delivering forearms to the small of Strip’s back.

Jason Barret: Great strategy by the Hall of Famer, wearing down this noob – It took Nightstalker a dozen minutes to do it, maybe Pagan can get the job done faster.

SaraAnne: Strip down to a knee – he delivers a shot to Pagan’s groin.

(Pagan flinches and his grip loosens, but he knees Strip in the face –Strip takes refuge outside the ring. )

Brian Johnson: Pagan knocks on his groin? Ohhh, a cup!

Jason Barret: Strip is pacing outside the ring, walking back and forth in front of the ladder, ignoring it.

SaraAnne: I think the title in this match is secondary to the battle –these two want see who is better, not who will get a belt.

(Strip turns around and kicks the ladder. It lands against the rampway with a crash. He starts back up the ring steps.)

Brian Johnson: A small chant has started, I’m not sure if the people at home can hear it, but … ahh, there it is.. “PAGAN, PAGAN, PAGAN, PAGAN”

Jason Barret: Pagan steps away from the corner Strip is entering from, allowing him into the ring.

SaraAnne: He’s bringing his enemy closer to him, trying to catch himunaware or lull him into a false sense of ---

Brian Johnson: OH – the two lock up again. Strip delivers a European Uppercut!

Jason Barret: Keep your enemies closer …

SaraAnne: The two attack one another – Pagan whipe Strip into the ropes– CLOTHESLINE. Strip back up quickly. CLOTHESLINE by Pagan – Strip up again. CLOTHESLINE. Strip stays down, dazed.

Brian Johnson: Pagan puts the boot to his back – drops an elbow to the spine. Strip is definitely in pain. Pagan lifts him by the hair – short-arm clothesline!

Jason Barret: He’s working on Strip’s wind, trying to get him out of breath. Like we said earlier, Pagan must have detected a stamina problem in his young opponent.

SaraAnne: It’s like the NBA, these young guys just don’t have a complete game!!

Brian Johnson: Pagan lifts Strip by the hair again THROWS HIM THROUGH THE ROPES!!!! MY GOD!!!

Jason Barret: Strip landed hard outside the ring, and on the side opposite the ladder – smart Pagan.

SaraAnne: Pagan is going through the ropes, looking for the ladder outside the ring. He’s got it!

Brian Johnson: Meanwhile, Strip is still lying on the ground outside the ring – I can’t quite see him, but he’s got to be breathing hard. If those huge forearms of Pagan were smashing against my throat and chest, I’d probably be unconscious!!

Jason Barret: Pagan is sliding the ladder into the ring – STRIP is still out of the ring. I guess the Ronnie Dreamer and last half of the Nightcrawler matches were accurate- STRIP just can’t GO!

SaraAnne: Wait! Strip is pulling himself up on the apron, weakly, blood streaming down his face, but he’s there!

Brian Johnson: Pagan sees him, slides the ladder at Strip’s head – OH, it looks like Strip took a big one to the face – but he’s holding on to…WAIT, he didn’t get hit, he’s dragging the ladder out of the ring!

Jason Barret: He may be beat down, but he’s still thinking – can’t win the match without that ladder!

SaraAnne: Pagan’s pulling back, but he doesn’t have the leverage, he lost the ladder. Strip pulls it all the way out – Pagan is going after it – STRIP is running with the ladder – he’s going up the ramp – Pagan is right behind him!

Brian Johnson: Strip drops the ladder, Pagan was too close, he stumbles over it – CRASHING down face first!!

Jason Barret: Strip stops, he attacks – A kick to Pagan’s head! Strip drops an elbow on Pagan’s neck – and another! He rolls Pagan over, he’s measuring him for an elbow PAGAN sweeps his leg, Strip goes down!

SaraAnne: Pagan’s been around, he knows how to protect himself.

Brian Johnson: Pagan rolls over onto the prone Strip – raining down punches – but Strip is covering up. Strip grabs Pagan and pulls him against him – that’s too close to throw a punch.

Jason Barret: Just don’t let this turn into Gracie/Severn from UFC.

SaraAnne: The two are in a clench, exchanging headbutts – I think Pagan is busted open, but maybe that’s just Strip’s blood.

Brian Johnson: STRIP is trying to choke Pagan, Pagan is choking Strip. They’re both turning blue!!!

Jason Barret: Ooompa Loompa, doopity doo …

SaraAnne: Pagan falls away from Strip, the two are lying near one another, the ladder between them, the ring 50 feet away, the title 15 feet in the air!!

Brian Johnson: The fans are quiet, stunned!!

(A quick, repeated boom builds, the fans are stomping their feet then clapping their hands like the beat to “We Will Rock You” )

Jason Barret: Goodness, it’s getting louder in here and the fans mouths are closed!!

SaraAnne: In boxing, the first few rounds are usually filled with anxious movements and energy exertion. As the fighters tire, just a bit, they usually start to think more strategically.

(Pagan stirs first, looks over at Strip, then rises to his hands and knees.)

Brian Johnson: Strip is still down, pawing at his throat still. Pagan is staring at him, not making a move.

Jason Barret: I think he’s still trying to catch his wind and making sure he doesn’t get jumped.

SaraAnne: Pagan is up to his knees – he’s moving toward the railing –making a signal to a fans – HE wants a DRINK!!!

(A fan hands Pagan a Coke-emblazoned cup, Pagan tips his head back and swallows as much as doesn’t run out and down his chest and neck.)

Brian Johnson: Pagan is starting to twist his head and neck – he’s rising to his feet, slapping his chest.

Jason Barret: But look there, Strip is up to his knees – fans are pouring their drinks on him.

SaraAnne: Pagan with a boot to the chest – Strip wasn’t looking Pagan’s way!!

Brian Johnson: Strip is down, Pagan has the ladder in his hands, he’s walking toward the ring – Coke dripping, veins pulsing with Hall of Fame blood!!

Jason Barret: Speaking of blood, he’s got some coming out of a wound or two on the back of his head.

SaraAnne: And now the Strip is getting up, running towards the ring!!! He's back in this thing!!!

(The crowd roars at the resumption of the battle, Pagan stops)

Brian Johnson: Pagan turns and swings the ladder as he does, STRIP runs into the ladder – his head is bleeding again! What a shot!!!!

Jason Barret: Pagan raises the ladder above his head – He’s bringing it down on STRIP.

SaraAnne: NO! The ladder got caught on the railing, lengthwise! Strip kicks up and catches Pagan in the stomach – driving him back into the ring apron. Pagan drops the ladder.

Brian Johnson: Strip is up quickly – he drives a shoulder into Pagan’s gut, pinning him against the ring. Knee and another and another – Pagan is doubled over.

Jason Barret: An elbow to the neck of Pagan – both men fall down.

SaraAnne: They have to of exerted a lot of energy in that exchange, especially after gasping for air for two minutes.

Brian Johnson: Strip is leaning against one ringpost, Pagan pulling himself up the other.

(Both men are exhausted, eyes locked on one another)

Jason Barret: I don’t think either of these men thought this is how this match would be – Pagan’s got another match tonight!

SaraAnne: And I think Strip has a few days of substitute teaching lined up this week.

Brian Johnson: I don’t think either one wants to get up, they’re both just sitting there.

Jason Barret: I think that they are just waiting for the other guy to get up, so they can rest.

(Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp,clap! Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp, clap! Stomp stomp, clap!)

SaraAnne: Pagan and Strip are working their ways up the ring posts, they know what they need to do – they know what these fans want – this battle must come to an end, not the war, the battle.

(Strip reaches for the ladder – Pagan reaches for the ladder – they nod at each other and throw the ladder over the top rope and into the ring.)

Brian Johnson: The two are getting into the ring. They are working together to set up the ladder. This is crazy!

Jason Barret: Strip is pointing to the fans on one side of the ring –Pagan is on the other. Strip pushes the ladder over, falling towards Pagan. Pagan moves!!

(The two glare at each other)

SaraAnne: Pagan sets up the ladder and the two circle it, not taking their eyes off one another.

Brian Johnson: They stop, lock up again! Strip has pagan in a headlock. Pagan whips Strip into the ropes – FLYING CLOTHESLINE by Strip. Pagan is down!!

Jason Barret: Strip starts up the ladder. Pagan up, he garbs Strip's leg.

SaraAnne: Strip is kicking at him but not connecting – Pagan shakes the ladder – Strip comes down on one foot, then bounces into the ropes –Pagan is on his way up!

Brian Johnson: Oh, but Strip smashes into the ladder! Pagan falls off, but he was only a few feet up. Strip still looks winded, but he’strying to lift the ladder.

Jason Barret: Pagan grabs the other side – they are playing a tug of war – Strip falls down, he’s in the corner.

SaraAnne: Pagan is holding the ladder, pressing it hard against Strip’s already damaged throat.

(Strip digs his heels into the mat, trying to get free, even as he pushes at the ladder that is choking him.)

Brian Johnson: Pagan’s not going to let up this time, he doesn’t want this kid getting back up.

Jason Barret: Strip, looks like he’s gone limp. Pagan lets the ladder go, he’s setting it up.

SaraAnne: There’s nobody checking on Strip, he’s not moving.

(A closeup reveals Strip opening one eye...)

Brian Johnson: Pagan is going up the ladder, slowly, he’s feeling it from this match.

Jason Barret: Oh STRIP is up! He dumps the ladder, Pagan falls against the ropes, underarm first!!!

(“AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGH” – Pagan yells out in pain)

SaraAnne: What the? Pagan is hanging on the top rope, screaming!!!

Brian Johnson: Strip looks stunned, he’s not moving!

Jason Barret: He’s still trying to breath!

SaraAnne: But Pagan is hurt, he should be attacking!

(Pagan stands up, clutching his shoulder)

Brian Johnson: His shoulder looks funny.

Jason Barret: Dislocation.

SaraAnne: What? Oh man. I'm gonna be sick again...

Brian Johnson: Strip’s on the move again, limping, towards Pagan. Pagan’s turning his good shoulder toward Strip, but Strip is moving too quickly.

(Strip kicks Pagan in the wrist, Pagan shouts out.)

Jason Barret: Any movement of that arm and it’ll be burning like a mother...

SaraAnne: Strip lands a punch on Pagan’s bicep. And another, and another.

Brian Johnson: Pagan’s gasping for air.

Jason Barret: Happens when you are in extreme pain.

SaraAnne: Strip whips Pagan toward the … no, he holds onto the arm – yanking that injured shoulder hard.

Brian Johnson: Pagan looks out of his mind in pain. He’s gone down, holding that arm, writhing in pain.

Jason Barret: Strip rolls Pagan out of the ring, he’s going for the ladder.

(Pagan stands up, leaning on the ring post.)

SaraAnne: Doesn’t seem that Pagan is going to … OH MY GOODNESS, Pagan just slammed his shoulder against the post, he’s trying to pop it back in!!!

(*POP* AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH, a scream comes from Pagan – Strip stops and stares at him, shaking his head in disbelief. He starts up the ladder)

Brian Johnson: Pagan is rolling back into the ring, starting up the other side of the ladder.

Jason Barret: He’s moving faster than Strip, pulling himself up with one arm.

SaraAnne: Oh, Strip slipped, Pagan nailed him, he’s falling off the ladder, but …

Brian Johnson: But he’s taking the ladder with him, and with the ladder goes Pagan!!!

(Pagan falls, bad arm against the top rope, Strip, throat first)

Jason Barret: Both men are down, Strip clutching his throat, Pagan his shoulder!!

SaraAnne: I’m sure Pagan dislocated that shoulder again.

(Both men end up lying on the mat, clutching the pained part of their bodies, moving very little besides. Four referees rush to the ring, the first to each man holds up crossed arms. Two stretchers come down the ramp.)

Brian Johnson: Well, it looks like this will be ending in a draw tonight – both men fought hard and with no regard for their bodies.

Jason Barret: Pagan is refusing medical attention, he’s pulling himself up the ropes!!! What heart!!

SaraAnne: Strip sees this, he’s rolling off the gurney, breathing very heavy.

Brian Johnson: We didn’t notice this when it happened, but somehow, when they fell last time, the ladder Pagan and Strip were on popped back up, it’s standing in the ring!

(Both men stop, just a few feet from one another. Strip cocks back his fist, Pagan shakes his head and starts up the ladder.)

Jason Barret: I think Pagan is saying this needs to end – and Strip seems to agree, he’s not pursuing Pagan, he’s heading up the ladder.

SaraAnne: These two are so beaten up, I don’t think they want any more of it – this has been a war, one man trying to destroy the other, but now, they are just looking at the prize, the real reason for this match– THE INTERNATIONAL TITLE!

Brian Johnson: Hand over hand, Pagan, his shoulder must be screaming.

Jason Barret: Strip, breathing fast and shallow, moving up.

SaraAnne: Both men are about even, hands landing on the rungs at the same time.

Brian Johnson: Pagan has stopped, he’s rubbing that shoulder.

Jason Barret: Strip looks over, he stops too, taking the opportunity to rest.

SaraAnne: Now both start up again, almost there.

Brian Johnson: Pagan is there first, he reaches – NO! Wrong arm!

Jason Barret: Strip reaches up, needs one more rung to pull down the belt – and he takes it!!!

SaraAnne: Takes the rung, that is – Pagan uses his good arm. BOTH MEN ARE HOLDING THE BELT!!!

Brian Johnson: The belt is unfastened from the hanger, this is going to be a tug of war!!!!

Jason Barret: NO, NOT AGAIN!

SaraAnne: Both men are falling!

Brian Johnson: They hit hard, Pagan has the belt in his possession, he is the NEW International Champion!!!! Listen to these fans!!!

Jason Barret: Hard to believe this match is over.

SaraAnne: At the 23 minute and 30 second mark.

Brian Johnson: The men are both being loaded onto their stretchers and wheeled out.

Jason Barret: What a match, what a match!

(NIGHT STALKER def. RONNIE MCNEIL AFTER A GRUELING 30 MINUTE BOUT. FOR ABOUT 15 MINUTES FROM THE BEGINNING, RONNIE HAD CONTROL OF THE MATCH OUTPACING STALKER WHO SEEMED TO GET OFF ON THE WRONG FOOT. AFTER AWHILE THOUGH, STALKER MANAGED TO GAIN CONTROL OF THE SITUATION BY GETTING RONNIE IN A HEADLOCK WHEN RONNIE WAS ARGUING WITH THE REF. AFTER CUTTING OFF THE BLOOD FLOW TO RONNIE'S HEAD, STALKER MANAGED TO CAPITALIZE ON HIS NEW FOUND POWER. RONNIE COULDN'T MANAGE TO GET OUT OF HIS LATTER SLUMP, WHICH LEAD TO HIS DOWNFALL AND THE FINAL PIN AT THE 36 MINUTE MARK.)

(Picture cuts backstage with the cameraman hearing the voice of Thanatos.)

Thanatos: Tonight will be the night where our fourth is revealed, and they won't see this coming from a mile away.

Pagan: You got that right, Thanny.

(The cameraman opens the door and a large bag of stuff clatters to the floor with Thanatos and Pagan closing the door quickly. The picture captured by the cameraman was of a man in gray robes with blonde hair and green eyes.)

Brian: Whoa. Was that who I think it is?

Jason: I think so. Could it be that the old tag partner of Thanatos is coming back and joining the Horsemen?

Sara: It looks like it from what we saw here and they didn't look too happy when this was revealed before the big match.

Jason: The answer is coming up and we will see if it really is Defender joining the Horsemen.

Jason: Ladies and gentlemen, it's now time for the main event of the evening, the match you've all been waiting for– the clash of the Legion and the Horsemen!!

Brian: Oh, I'll tell ya, Jason, Armageddon is upon us, and it's everyone's time of judgment. And if Thanatos has anything to say about it, this so-called "Legion" will be sent into a state of Eternal Damnation tonight!

Sara: Well, I don't know about that, but the Horsemen certainly seem to be the dominant force now, don't they?

Jason: That's right, it seems the panel of Four Horsemen is now complete: the Defender now stands along side Thanatos, Pagan, and Night Stalker!

Jack Darling: The following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL, and is a special six man tag match-up! Introducing first….

("I Show You How To Do This Son" by Jay-Z begins to play, and Carl Knox walks calmly to the ring. Halfway down the ramp, he comes to a stop, and raises his hand in the air as fireworks blast off.)

Jack Darling: Weighing in at 276 pounds…. And representing the Legion, from Cleveland Ohio……… CARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL KNOX!

(Carl slides into the ring, rolling his arms out until "Many Men" by 50 Cent begins to play, and the stage lights up with pyro. Ron steps out from the curtain as his video montage begins to play.)

Jack Darling: And his partners, introducing first…. Representing the Legion from Birmingham, Alabama, and weighing in at 265 pounds…….. RONNNNNNNNNNNN McNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIL!!!!!!!!!!

Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggaz trying to take my life away
I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me......

(Ron walks slowly to the ring, calmly steps into the ring, takes off his coat and shades, and stands in the corner.)

Jack Darling: And now…

("Death Blooms" begins to play and the crowd goes wild as a long path of smoke relieved by a hint of midnight blue prolongs down the ramp. Deadman emerges from behind the curtain as he slowly walks towards the ring.)

Jack Darling: Representing the Legion from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, and weighing in at 333 pounds…….. He is the N.E.W. HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONNNNNNNN…. DEAAAAAAAAAAAAAADMAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!

(He stops in front of the squared circle, adjusts his heavyweight title on his shoulder, and looks up at the house lights, before walking up the ring steps and over the top rope. Deadman positions himself in the center of the ring and instantaneously shoots his arms up from his sides, holding the title above his head as a bang causes the lights to turn on. The smoke slowly clears the ring as Deadman negligently tosses his title in the corner of the ring, and hits his partners on the shoulder, offering some last minute encouragement to Ron and Carl.)

Jack Darling: And their opponents….

(The cameras wave across the crowd, noting aisles from a few rows from the front, cramming themselves towards the barricade for their chance to lay a hand on one of the four Horsemen once they emerge.)

(The lights go out in the P.N.E. Coliseum, and a chill seems to envelop the whole building...thunder is heard in the background, rumbling gently at first, then becoming louder and louder...an image appears on the NEW Jumbo Tron, of a grassy field on a moonlit night. Mist begins to flow from the entryway, and white lights flicker throughout the arena. The rumbling gets louder, until it's revealed that it is not thunder, but in fact, the beating of the hooves of horses...On the screen, the silhouettes of four horses appear in the distance, sparks flying from their hooves despite the grass underneath. Almost gliding, 24 silent, robed druids emerge from backstage, taking their places in a line along the entryway. They are all chanting in the olde language...they sing as one a single prayer..."Tugaim fianaise, a Dhia, gur chruthaigh t* mÈ chun th* a aithint agus a adhradh. DearbhaÌm san am seo mo neamhÈifeacht agus do Neart, mo bhochtaineacht agus do Shaibhreas. Nil Dia ar bith eile ann ach t*, an C*ntÛir i mBaol, an FÈinChothaitheach." Suddenly, a deep basso profundo voice, not unlike James Earl Jones, echoes ominously over the speakers...)

Voice: "And I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals, and I heard, as it were the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, Come and see. And I saw, and behold a white horse: and he that sat on him had a bow; and a crown was given unto him: and he went forth conquering, and to conquer. And when he had opened the second seal, I heard the second beast say, Come and see. And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him that sat thereon to take peace from the earth, and that they should kill one another: and there was given unto him a great sword. And when he had opened the third seal, I heard the third beast say, Come and see. And I beheld, and lo a black horse; and he that sat on him had a pair of balances in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts say, A measure of wheat for a penny, and three measures of barley for a penny; and see thou hurt not the oil and the wine. And when he had opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth beast say, Come and see. And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto him over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth."

(Cannons shoot white pyro in reverse order, behind the silent druids, towards the entryway as Metallica's "The Four Horsemen" blasts from the speakers. The crowd rises as one, letting loose a deafening roar as Thanatos, Night Stalker, and Pagan appear, walking through a sheet of white pyro streaming from the ceiling. Ignoring the sparks, Thanatos looks intent and focused, his eyes locked on the ring. Dressed in black pants, a black tank top, and black wrestling boots, his hair is tied back in a topknot this night, and his wrists are taped. Striding beside him, Pagan has a rather bemused look on his face. He's dressed in black Levis, a white tank top, and black combat boots. His wrists sport red tape, and he wears a black rubber sleeve on his left elbow. Night Stalker has his patented smirk on his face, dressed in a black Orange County Choppers t-shirt that says "Mikey Rules!", black jeans, and black work boots. Both of Night Stalker's fists are taped with black tape, and he has his red sunglasses down on his nose.)

Jack Darling: Now, coming down to the ring at a combined weight of 860 pounds…. Thanatos, Night Stalker, and Pagan….. THE HORSEMEN!!!!!!!!

Jason: Hmm, I would have thought the Defender would come out to join his fellow Horsemen.

Brian: Hey, they don't need a forth guy in a 3-on-3 tag match. After all, these guys are all Hall of Famers, right? They can handle themselves!

(The three of them glance at each other, then sprint the remaining way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope.)

*Ding* *Ding* *Ding*

Jason: OH MY! AND HERE WE GO! The Horsemen are wasting little time here!

Sara: Listen to this crowd!

(Pagan goes after Carl with rights and lefts, while Stalker exchanges fists with Ronnie, and Deadman with Thanny.)

Brian: I don't know how the referee is going to ever gain control of this match!

Jason: This isn't just any old match Brian– this is WAR!

Sara: Actually, this is 'Convictions'– LIVE on Pay Per View, but I get your point.

(Ronnie and Deadman clothesline Night Stalker over top rope and Ron follows him to the outside continuing to brawl.)

Jason: There's the double clothesline to Night Stalker, and up and over he goes!

(Meanwhile, Pagan clotheslines Carl over the top with the help of Thanatos, and Pagan rolls out after him.)

Jason: And there's a double clothesline by Pagan and Thanny and out goes Knox!

(Thanatos and Deadman both turn around simultaneously to face one another and the crowd goes crazy.)

Brian: And ohhh boy! Look at this, guys!

Jason: Thanatos and Deadman are locking eyes from opposite ends of the ring! Boy do these two have a lot of history or what!

Sara: Oh, no doubt. And there's no need for explaining, the hostility between these two speaks for itself.

Jason: These two have certainly had some classic matches in their time, and it looks like we're about to witness another one of those classics right here, right NOW!

(Both men circle the ring, ceasing to disengage eye contact. Carl and Ronnie move into their corner, as does Stalker and Pagan.)

Jason: And it looks like these two teams have reached some sort of regulation here with the help of outside officials, and both the Legion and Horsemen are into their corners…Thanatos and Deadman now, signaling for the lock up.

Sara: Wait a minute here!

(Deadman backs into his corner, and tags in Ron McNeil, to the crowd's extreme disapproval. Deadman smirks, and Thanatos points at Deadman with his eyes narrowed and his mouth emitting some choice words.)

Jason: Oh come on now! That coward! That damn coward!

Brian: Hey, if you ask me, he's smart!

(With Thanatos thrown slightly off guard, Ronnie races into the ring and throws a right hand in Thanny's direction, connecting with the side of his face.)

Jason: And Ronnie, right on the attack!

Brian: See? Deadman knows that anger can throw a guy off sometimes.

(Thanatos lurches backwards slightly but springs back with a right of his own sending Ronnie into the ropes.)

Jason: But Thanatos returns with a right hand!

(Ronnie pushes himself off the ropes and tries for a clothesline, but Thanatos ducks underneath and tries for a German suplex.)

Jason: Ronnie now, bounces back, but Thanatos ducks the clothesline, and–

Brian: German coming up!

Sara: No, wait!

(McNeil blocks the suplex with his leg, and performs a standing switch, ducking behind Thanatos with a German suplex of his own.)

Jason: There's a German suplex from Ron McNeil instead!

(Ronnie locks his hands tight around Thanny's waist and rolls through, bringing Thanatos up for a second.)

Jason: There's another!

Sara: Thanatos crashes down to the mat hard!

(Ronnie tightens his gut wrench, rolls through, and yanks Thanatos back up one more time, and this time releases the German on the third.)

Jason: And there's a third– hold on, now…

(Deadman reaches over the top rope for the tag, and Ronnie gives it to him.)

Brian: Ha ha! You've gotta admire Deadman's intelligence there…. First he allows Ronnie to catch Thanatos off guard, and now that Thanny's down, he's going to take advantage of the opportunity here.

Jason: He's a damn coward if you ask me!

Sara: I'm with Jason on that note.

Brian: Hey, you know what they say, "It takes a brain to know a brain" Ha ha!

(Deadman steps over the top rope upon receiving the tag, and lifts up Thanatos onto his shoulder before dropping his face across the top turnbuckle.)

Jason: Snake eyes…

(Deadman bounces into the ropes as Thanatos stumbles backwards, and takes him down with a hard clothesline.)

Jason: And there's a HARD clothesline!

Sara: Deadman's got the cover.

Jason: The lateral press! 1….. 2… and an easy kick out there by Thanatos.

(Deadman grabs a hand full of Thanny's hair and forces him to his feet before slamming his head into the top rope and tagging in Carl.)

Jason: Deadman with the tag to Knox, and it looks like the Legion sure is functioning as a formidable team here.

Brian: You've got that right–

(Deadman holds Thanatos in a loose abominable stretch as Carl comes into the ring delivering a kick to the exposed ribs of Thanatos.)

Jason: There's a hard kick to the ribs; nice teamwork there, as Deadman goes back to his corner…

Brian: The Legion has Thanatos right where they want him– they've got him isolated in their corner, and you've gotta speak well of their strategy here, whether you like 'em or not!

(Carl throws a right hand at Thanny sending him back into the wrong corner, and turns towards the team of the Horsemen in the opposite end for an instant, which provokes Pagan to step through the ropes. The official immediately covers Pagan and makes sure he stays in his corner as Ronnie steps into the ring with Carl as the two of them stomp on Thanatos illegally.)

Sara: Oh come on now ref! Turn around!

(Carl goes back onto the apron and as the referee turns around, and McNeil takes his place. Deadman claps his hands to emulate the sound of a tag so the referee would assume that the tag was made to Ronnie from Carl.)

Jason: Wait a minute; I didn't see a tag there!

Sara: That's because there wasn't one!

Brian: Sure there was! What are you blind?

Jason: Well the referee is allowing it anyhow…

(Ron whips Thanatos into the ropes, and kicks him in the gut upon his return causing Thanatos to bend over in position for Ron to rebound off the ropes, and collapse the hall of famer with a scissors kick.)

Jason: And there's a high impact scissors kick by Ronnie, and Thanatos is down!

(Ronnie glides into the cover, hooking the far leg of Thanatos, and the referee counts.)

Jason: Ronnie's got the cover– Thanny's in trouble here!

(Thanatos kicks out before the three, but Night Stalker comes in anyway, taking Ronnie down with a snap DDT.)

Jason: Thanny kicks out, but Stalker takes Ronnie down anyway, with a HARD DDT!

(The referee holds off Stalker as Deadman comes into the ring and drags Ron back over to the Legion's corner, tagging himself in just as the referee turns around.)

Jason: Oh come on now! Both men were down, but Deadman gets a head start and drags Ronnie over to his own corner tagging himself back in!

Brian: Again, a perfect display of Deadman's intelligence!

(As Deadman goes to pick Thanatos up, Thanny fires away at Deadman with rights and lefts bringing the crowd alive.)

Jason: Thanatos springs alive with this crowd behind him!

Brian: How'd he do that!?

(Deadman fires at Thanatos with a right hand of his own, but it is blocked and Thanatos hits him with a hard one in return that sends the big man down.)

Jason: OH MY! And with one hard shot, Deadman goes down!

(Deadman comes back to his feet and Thanatos hits him with another right that causes the champion to stumble backwards.)

Jason: There's another shot!

Brian: I can't believe it! Where's he getting this energy from!?

(Thanatos hits him with one more and throws him into the ropes before taking him back down to the canvas with a devastating spine buster slam.)

Jason: And there's a SPINEBUSTER SLAM TO DEADMAN!

Sara: But that took just as much out of Thanny as it did Deadman… Both men need to make a tag!

(Just then the view switches to the New England TRON where Prince of Darkness is walking at a noticeable pace towards the entranceway, muttering something about Thanatos.)

Jason: Wait a minute now, it's Prince of Darkness! Prince of Darkness is coming this way!

Brian: No doubt he's after Thanatos; Thanny was constantly saying how Prince cheated to win last week, and he's no doubt going to make Thanatos eat those words.

(Just as P.O.D. turns the corner however, he is intercepted by a 2x4.)

Sara: WHAT?!

Jason: Somebody just interrupted Prince's interference attempt with a damn 2x4!!

(The camera slowly peers around the corner to see the same man from earlier in the grey cloaks.)

Jason: It's the Defender!!! That's the 4th Horseman!

Brian: What's he doing now!?

(The Defender drops the 2x4, picks Prince up by his trousers, and heaves him into an open closet, closing the door behind him.)

Jason: He just heaved Prince into that storage room!

Sara: But something tells me, he's not quite finished yet!

Jason: What more is there to do??

(The Defender regains possession of his 2x4 and places it into the latch, locking it shut.)

Jason: It doesn't look like anyone will be interfering tonight… so long as the Defender's around.

Brian: I guess now we know why they call him the Defender, huh?

(The view switches back to ringside action.)

Brian: Oh look at Stalker on the apron, he's fuming for some action, he's pumped, and he's ready. He wants the tag badly!

Sara: You've also gotta keep in mind here, Carl and Deadman didn't have a match earlier on… Ronnie did. But on the Horsemen side, Thanatos is the only man who's fresh, and he's been secluded from his corner thus far in this match-up… This might leave the Legion with an advantage here!

Jason: Good point Sara– Who's going to make the tag first?!

(The crowd stomps in the rafters creating a drum roll sound of anticipation throughout the arena.)

Jason: We're jam-packed here in the P.N.E. Coliseum… Thanatos is inching towards his corner, as is Deadman… Stalker is leaning over, reaching his hand out, he wants in! Can Thanny make the tag??

(Thanatos lunges and tags in Stalker just as Deadman tags in Carl.)

Jason: There's the tag! Thanny tags Stalker! Deadman tags Carl! Listen to this crowd!!

(Stalker thrusts himself into the ring, and immediately catches the incoming Carl with a T-Bone suplex.)

Sara: Stalker is hot!

Jason: There's a T-Bone Suplex to Knox!

(Ronnie comes into the ring after Stalker as well, but is caught with a duck-under followed by a German suplex.)

Jason: Here comes Ronnie, and there's a German suplex by Stalker!

(Deadman comes back into the ring to the aid of his Legion friends, but is caught with a kick to the gut followed by a DDT.)

Jason: And Deadman is in now– Oh look! Stalker hits a STIFF, SNAP DDT!!!!

Brian: Stalker is cleaning house!

Sara: And these fans are loving it!

(Ronnie and Deadman roll out of the ring as Carl rises once again only to be taken back down with a swinging neck breaker.)

Jason: And Carl goes down to Stalker with a Swinging neckbreaker! Here's the cover! 1…….. 2………. NO!

(Deadman reaches into the ring and pulls stalker off of Carl.)

Brian: Night Stalker was too close to the ropes and Deadman with that long reach of his was able to yank him off of his partner!

(Stalker quickly rises and reaches over the top rope for Deadman, but Deadman snaps Stalker's head across the top rope.)

Jason: Stalker reaches over the top for Deadman, but Dead snaps the neck of the newly named North Eastern Champion across the top rope!

(Stalker stumbles backwards holding his throat as Deadman returns to his corner, and Carl scores with a kick to the midsection of Stalker followed by a powerbomb.)

Jason: And OH what a powerbomb!!

Sara: Carl's got the hook of the leg, it could be over right here!!

Jason: 1……… 2…….. NO! Stalker kicks out of it.

Sara: And hold your horses with no pun intended, Stalker's close enough to his corner for Thanatos to get the blind tag! Thanny's in there now!

Brian: Thanatos gets the tag!

(Thanatos rushes into the ring taking Carl down with a clothesline.)

Jason: Knox goes down with a clothesline from Thanatos!

(He goes over to the Legion's corner and levels both Deadman and McNeil with individual right hands before returning back to Carl who rises to his feet only to be thrown over Thanny's head with a belly-to-belly suplex.)

Jason: Thanatos explodes in the Legion's corner and Carl Knox goes into the clouds with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex!!

(Carl springs back up to his feet and races towards Thanatos who catches him with the very same move.)

Brian: Oh and there's another!!

(Thanatos crawls over top of Carl for the pin-fall.)

Jason: He's got the cover now!!! 1……. 2……… No! Deadman makes the save!

Sara: Thanny made the pin-attempt too close to the Legion's corner there.

(Deadman quickly returns to his corner and holds out his arm for the tag.)

Brian: Oh, Deadman wants in now!

(Thanatos picks up Carl but Knox battles back and Thanatos is rocked by a right hand from Carl Knox and stumbles backwards...)

Jason: There's a hard right by Carl.

Sara: Deadman is stomping on the apron there, holding out his arm, he wants in!

(Suddenly, Pagan slaps his hand across Thanatos' back, and the ref calls the blind tag. Pagan explodes into the ring, snapping Carl's head back with rights and lefts, then grabs Carl and shoves him to The Legion corner, bellowing as he does...)

Pagan: DEADMAN, GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!!!

Brian: Pagan's going nuts!!

Sara: He wants Deadman!!!!

(Dazed, Carl holds up his hand and Deadman, with a small smile, tags himself in...)

Jason: HOLY CRAP, WE'RE SEEING IT NOW!! I never thought this would happen, fans, the former tag partners and former friends, now opposing each other, and meeting in the middle of the ring!! Deadman is looking down at Pagan as they are going nose-to-nose!! I don't believe this! It looks like Pagan is talking some smack to Deadman!!

Brian: I think he is, Jason, I think...WHOA!! HERE WE GO!!

(The team formerly known as Contra ignites.)

Brian: Lefts and rights being traded by both men! My God, what a right hand by Deadman!!

(Deadman grabs Pagan's arm and swings him into the ropes. Deadman tries for a knee lift upon Pagan's return, but Pagan counters.)

Jason: Here's Pagan, tossed into the ropes by Deadman! The World Champ goes for the kitchen sink...wait!! Pagan goes over the knee and behind… here's the ROLL UP!!! 1.....2....WOW!!

(Deadman presses the big man off of him before the three.)

Sara: And what power by Deadman as he just pressed Pagan off him halfway across the ring!!

(Deadman is quickly back to his feet, waggling a finger at Pagan, as if to say "No, no, no, little boy!")

Brian: Ha ha ha! What a classic moment!

(Both men circle the ring eyeing one another, each with a small smile across their face, obviously teething this definitive moment.)

Jason: And here's a collar and elbow tie-up, neither man having an advantage!

(Deadman with the slight size advantage manages to steer Pagan to the ropes.)

Jason: Deadman looking for the clean break here...NO!!

(Pagan sneaks in a calculated thumb to the eye.)

Jason: Pagan with the rake of the eyes of the champion!

Brian: Ha ha! Smart move!

(With Deadman temporarily blinded, the newly crowned International Champion advances on the Champion.)

Jason: Pagan now, pounding Deadman with right hands to the body, and clubbing blows to the back!!

(Suddenly Deadman's former tag partner scoops Deadman up.)

Sara: Pagan is...what's he...NO!

Jason: He's got Deadman up over his head!! BIG RUNNING POWERSLAM from Pagan!

Brian: What a move!

(Pagan steps backwards as Deadman rises.)

Sara: And now Pagan is the one shaking his finger in Deadman's face!

Jason: What payback by Pagan! And this crowd loves it!

Brian: Now what's Pagan doing??

Jason: He's headed to his corner, and listen to that crowd as he tags in Night Stalker!!!

(Stalker and Deadman encircle the square that contains them, and lock up.)

Brian: I think Deadman's going to try to take on each of the Horsemen one by one here!

Sara: You could be right!

(Deadman tallies a side-headlock on Stalker.)

Jason: Deadman with a side-headlock, and SQUEEZES tightly.

(Stalker backs Deadman into the ropes and pushes him forward. As Deadman returns, Stalker drops down, and Deadman hops over continuing off the other side.)

Jason: Stalker escapes and into the ropes goes Deadman…

(Stalker hops back up only to collide with Deadman.)

Jason: And both men collide, but neither men fall.

(Stalker goes off the ropes and a try for a shoulder block, but Deadman only takes a single step backwards from the impact.)

Sara: Looks like Stalker's trying to test his might against the power of Deadman here!

(Stalker bounces of the ropes again, trying for another shoulder block. This time Deadman stumbles backwards slightly, but puts on the breaks to stand tall once again.)

Brian: And Stalker goes to the well once again, but to no avail!

Sara: Looks like he's going to try one more time!

(Stalker goes off the ropes and this time tries with an outstretched arm, but Deadman ducks underneath and executes the Full-Nelson Slam.)

Jason: OH MY!!! FULL-NELSON SLAM!!!! Night Stalker went to the well one too many times, and that time Deadman surprised him with a devastating Full-Nelson Slam!!!

Sara: But wait a second, why isn't he covering him??

(Deadman smiles deeply, and staggers his stance, pointing towards Thanatos.)

Jason: Deadman is calling for Thanatos!!!

Brian: What?!

Jason: Deadman wants Thanatos!!

Sara: Oh man… This place is gonna EXPLODE!

(Thanatos points to himself and nods, stretching his hand out as Stalker crawls backwards into his corner and puts his hand up for Thanny to tag.)

Jason: Thanatos tags!!!

(Thanatos enters the ring and comes face to face with Deadman.)

Jason: OH MAN! What a moment this is! It was a few years ago when we saw this same thing as a constant here in New England Wrestling, and we never thought we'd see it again!! But we finally are! We're finally going to see Thanatos and Deadman at one and the same, and HERE WE GO!!!

(Both of them turn away slightly before swinging forward again, connecting with each other's face with synchronized fists to the face.)

Brian: We've got Slug-Fest 2004 LIVE on Pay Per View at the P.N.E. Coliseum for Convictions!

Sara: This crowd is filled with electricity!!!

(Deadman packing a slightly more powerful punch than Thanatos sends him reeling backwards into the unoccupied corner on the Horsemen's side, and Irish Whips him into the opposite side.)

Jason: Deadman sends Thanatos into the corner with a HUGE right hand, and now here's the Irish whip into the other side…

(Deadman charges into Thanatos, but Thanny gets his boot up and Deadman stumbles out of the corner.)

Jason: Deadman now, charges in with a head of steam, but Thanatos gets his foot up!

(Thanatos goes off the ropes to the east side of the squared circle and returns in attempt to deliver the Gates of Hades.)

Jason: Thanny off the ropes– GATES OF HADES–

Brian: NO! WAIT!

(Deadman ducks and locks him in position for the Full-Nelson Slam.)

Jason: FULL-NELSON SLAM!!

Brian: NO! WAIT!

(Deadman lifts Thanny up, but Thanatos locks his legs around Deadman's waist and rolls forward for the counter. He snatches Deadman's legs in effort to lock in the Eternal Damnation.)

Jason: Thanatos with the counter! ETERNAL DAMNATION!!!

Brian: NO! WAIT!!

(Deadman kicks out sending Thanatos into the ropes. As Thanatos bounces back, Deadman rouses and wraps his hand around his neck.)

Jason: Deadman kicks out of the Eternal Damnation!! Thanny into the ropes now, and OH MY!!! HE'S GOT HIM BY THE THROAT!!!! We could be seeing a CHOKESLAM!!

Brian: NO! WAIT! HA HA!

(Thanatos kicks Deadman in the gut to counter and goes off the ropes. Deadman tries to catch him for another chokeslam, but Thanatos slips behind and locks Deadman's arms in position for a Full-Nelson Slam of his own.)

Jason: Thanatos counters with a kick downstairs, and off the ropes he goes! Thanatos with the duck-under… WAIT! Thanatos has Deadman's arms locked in position for Deadman's own finisher, the FULL-NELSON SLAM!!!

Brian: Don't make me say it again!

Sara: I'll say it for ya, "NO! WAIT!"

(Deadman breaks Thanny's grip by forcing his arms down to his sides and bending over taking the air out of Thanny's sails for an instant before turning around at once, and tripping Thanatos with a double leg.)

Jason: Deadman breaks Thanny's grip and now Deadman with the takedown, and is he setting him up for his own version of the ETERNAL DAMNATION!?

Brian: NO! WAIT! Gaw Damn!

(This time Thanatos kicks out And Deadman goes into the ropes as Thanatos rises to his feet once again and the two stand off in the middle of the ring to the crowd's deafening cheers.)

Jason: Thanatos kicks out of his own finisher and both men back to their feet and into a stare down once again !

Sara: MAN! These two were countering everything!

Brian: Well these two know one another so well, it doesn't matter if it's been three or four years since they've last met– they still know each other like the back of their own right hand.

Jason: What's going on here now?

(Thanatos and Deadman are nose to nose in the center of the ring and Deadman motions Carl and Ronnie to come into the ring…)

Jason: Deadman is motioning the Legion to come into the ring here, and it looks like Carl and Ron are backing up the champion now–

(Thanatos peers over Deadman's shoulder and sees the Legion behind him. As a result, he motions for the Horsemen to enter, and they do.)

Sara: Oh man… The official has no idea what to do here… All six men are in the ring now!

Brian: This thing is going to turn into an all out brawl!!!

Jason: Ron and Carl are behind Deadman who stares down at Thanatos, and behind Thanatos who stares up at Deadman are Night Stalker and Pagan!

(The crowd stirs in anticipation for the 6-men to spark into an uncontrollable fracas when suddenly…

………….

………… ….The lights obscure into darkness.)

Jason: WHAT THE HELL!??!?!

Brian: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?

Jason: Are we all out of time??? No, we can't be, we've still got a few minutes left!

Brian: Well I know we've got some showers out there, but not enough for there to be a power-out! What's going on!?

(A rumbling comes over the arena and a voice sounds over the speakers.)

a deep basso profundo voice, not unlike James Earl Jones, echoes ominously over the speakers...)

*FLASH* "I don't doubt they will accept this honor since there can never be more than four of us."

*FLASH*

"New England Wrestling has THE HORSEMEN. Not, mind you, THE FOUR HORSEMEN...just...THE HORSEMEN. Thanatos, Night Stalker, and Pagan."

*FLASH*

"You, the unworthy, are about to experience more fear than you have ever known. Our time is at hand. And we shall ride supreme, for eternity. It has been foretold, and now it has come to pass. We are now...we are the rulers of war and famine of pain and pestilence. We are...The Four Horsemen. And we are come."

(The crowd stirs, as they are left in silence for a few seconds before the lights turn back on with Carl and Ronnie looking confused, and Deadman still facing Thanatos with Stalker and Pagan still beside him.)

Jason: What in the world was that all about– No… Don't tell me…. It can't be–

(Just then, Deadman turns to face Ronnie and Carl, with the Horsemen standing behind him.)

Jason: NO WAY!! DON'T TELL ME– Does this mean??

(Without further delay, Deadman clotheslines both Ronnie and Carl at the same time and the crowd goes nuts.)

*DING* *DING* *DING* *DING*

Brian: WHAT?!

Sara: I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!!

(Pagan and Deadman dismantle Carl while Stalker and Thanatos do the same to Ronnie McNeil)

Jason: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?! I– I thought Defender was the 4th Horseman, but I guess I was wrong…. IT WAS DEADMAN ALL ALONG!!!! Who would have thought–? Who would have expected that Deadman was the 4th Horseman after all of the history– All of the bad blood between he and Thanatos?! I– I– I just…. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!!

(Deadman and Pagan dump Carl out of the ring, as does Thanatos and Stalker with Ronnie. Just as the telecast cuts off the FOUR HORSEMEN stand side-by-side with their arms raised. Pagan on the left, then Deadman, followed by Thanatos and Night Stalker.)

Jason: There they are– THE FOUR HORSEMEN. ARMAGEDDON IS UPON US FOLKS; THE TIME OF JUDGEMENT IS NOW!!! New England Wrestling has met its ETERNAL DAMNATION!!!!!!! WE'LL SEE YOU NEXT WEEK!

(And the telecast cuts off.)