("Pain" by Stereomud blasts over the P.A. as Monday Night Slam Dance comes to life.....Cameras open to a running shot of Joseph Rival walking to a locker room door marked “Wulf,” and he knocks.)

Wulf: Enter.

(Joseph comes in.)

Rival: I can’t believe you’re doing this, man! You’reactually going to…

Wulf: Yes, I am. It’s just something that is a longtime coming, Joey. Excuse me… Joseph.

Rival: This doesn’t have anything to do with the feud between us and The Horsemen, does it? Because, whatever you need, the DWO will…

Wulf: (escorts Rival to the door, and hands him a wadded up piece of clothing.) I know, man. But right now, I need some “me” time, Joseph. Thanks.

(Joseph Rival looks at the clothing, and notices it is Wulf’s D.W.O. T-shirt. His eyes widen as he runs off.)

Rival: Oh, shit… BLACKBIRD!!!!

(Wulf is sitting on the bench in his locker room, thinking to himself, when the door opens, and Blackbird 13 walks in, flanked by Rival and Shawn Temp. They all look surprised.)

Wulf: Hey guys. What can I do for you?

Blackbird: (throws the DWO shirt on the bench.) You can explain that, man. This was the big surprise you had planned this whole week? You’re leaving the DWO?

Temp: This is why he called us all to make sure we showed up tonight? (Temp angrily leaves the locker room.)

Wulf: This is just the beginning of a monumental night, guys. Now later on tonight, I have a match against Predator. And I truly plan on whuppin’ his ass as only I can do! But I have a few other things to unveil tonight. Bowing out of the DWO was just the beginning. Blackbird, I thank you for the chance to be in one of the premier factions in professional wrestling. But right now, I think it’s time I went on this night alone.

Blackbird: (looks at Joseph, who shrugs his shoulders.) Okay, Wulf. I just want to make sure you’re not pulling a Houdini like last time. I mean, we all know the real reason you called the entire DWO to be here tonight. Are you sure you want to go through with that?

Wulf: It’s something that has to be done, Bro.

Rival: I just can’t believe you’re going to do this, man. Hey, you’ve got our support on this.

(Wulf shakes hands with both Rival and Blackbird, and the two leave, as the cameras cut to the commentators.)

Sara: He DID leave the DWO!?!

Jason: Yeah, but he also said he has more to unveil tonight!!

Brian: But what is the other unveiling tonight? I bet he’s replacing Pagan temporarily as the new Horseman!

Jason: Whatever it is, fans, you’ll see it in a few minutes here on Slam Dance!

(Joseph W. Rival III is franticly walking around the back stage area , he is wearing a black and white DWO tee-shirt and blue jeans, Rival searches several rooms and slams each door as if he has yet to find what he’s looking for.)

Jason: What is Rival doing here he’s not scheduled to fight?

Brian: Looks like he’s looking for something or someone?

Jason: We’ll we will just have to wait and see, lets move on to the first match

(The rampway in the arena goes dark, and the P.A. System begins blaring...)

(Atop the rampway a darkened figure steps out from backstage. The figures throws both his arms high into the air, with fist closed.....As he makes his way down the rampway, he's revealed as Predator...

Jason: Well, Predator is in the ring waiting for Wulf. And our cameras are catching up with Wulf as he heads towards the ring.

Brian: Here he comes, down the hallways.

Sara Anne: Why am I reminded of another entrance of this kind? Uh-Oh! Look!!

(Cameras keep going as Wulf is stopped by Deadman, who has the NEW Championship over his shoulder. Wulf stops, cautiously looking around for the other Horsemen. Deadman grins.)

Deadman: Don’t worry, man. I gave Thanatos and NightStalker the message. They send their best wishes, and were hoping you would’ve changed your mind about this big surprise of yours. I just wanted to talk to you personally, man. You know Pagan didn’t want to win that way last week. Not by countout, what was the deal there?

Wulf: Like I said, there comes a time when the nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach before a match goes away. That feeling left during my match with Pagan, and it’s not there now as I face off against these guys. Don’t get me wrong I’ll kick their asses, but afterwards, everybody will know my big plan, not just The Horsemen and the DWO.

Deadman: And you promise, no surprise antics like you did at Ring of Honor in HWA?

Wulf: I promise you, man, nothing like Ring of Honor II. The time has come, and you know what I mean.

Deadman: Well, the only thing I can say to you is this…

(He extends a hand, and after a few moments of doubt, Wulf takes it, and the two shake hands.)

Deadman: You have been one of my favorite opponents.

Wulf: Same here, man.

Deadman: Now go show Predator and Prince of Darkness the Wulf everybody here knows!!

(Crowd cheers as Wulf nods and walks off. Cameras cut back to the commentators.)

Sara Anne: What are they talking about??

Jason: He isn’t going to… you know?

("Superbeast" by Rob Zombie blasts over the P.A.....)

Brian: I don’t know what he’s planning for tonight, but here he comes,charging to the ring, and he’s in, and the match is about to start.

Jason: The ref signals for the bell and our first match here in Birmingham Alabama is off!

Sara: Wulf and Predator, fighting for a chance to face the future International Champion, which will be decided later tonight.

Brian: American Hero faces a mystery opponent, and whoever wins this match will watch in the locker room to see who he shall face.

Jason: Both men begin with a collar and elbow hookup. Wulf kicks Predator in the stomach, and lays in some forearms to the base of Predators neck. Wulf tosses Predator into the turnbuckle and then knocks him down with a big boot to the face!

Sara Anne: Wulf with a hip toss and Predator is town. Wulf sets up for the Lunar Spike!!

Brian: Predator is getting up, he’s whoozy.

Jason: And Wulf charges with wreckless abandon but nooo!!! Predator counters with a back body drop!!

Sara Anne: Nice defensive move for Predator.

Jason: Predator back in control. He kicks Wulf now and puts him in between his legs...

Brian: Hey you can’t say that on TV!

Jason: He’s setting him up for a Powerbomb!!

Sara Anne: Wulf goes up and comes crashing down! Predator is trying to make a name for himself in his first NEW match.

Jason: Cover! One, two and no! Ref says Wulf kicked out at two and a half!

Brian: And Predator gets up and gives Wulf a leg drop!

Jason: Predator throws Wulf into the turnbuckle! Wulf hits but it doesn’t faze him!! Wulf nails Predator with a clothesline!

Brian: It’s got to be hard for these guys to get the upperhand, they are so similar in style and physical make up.

Sara Anne: Wulf locks in a suplex, and Predator goes crashing to the mat.

Jason: Wulf picks Predator up again, but Predator counters and turns it into a DVD!

Brian: But Predator isn’t covering him! He’s calling for the drop shot!!!

Jason: This may be a mistake!

Brian: You’re a mistake, Jason!

Sara Anne: Can it Brian. Predator goes for the drop shot but Wulf HITS THE LUNAR SPIKE!!!!!!! OUT OF NOWHERE!!!

Jason: Unreal!! Now Wulf starts to kick Predator in the corner!! Wulf is extra blood thirsty tonight!!

Sara Anne: He’s downright vicious!

Brian: And I love it!!!

Jason: Predator is in the ropes and the ref breaks it up. You have to think, Predator’s finisher is a superkick, and that’s Wulf’s set up move, so they both have that move pretty well scouted.

Brian: You think too much.

Jason: That’s why they pay me the most.

Brian: No comment.

Sara Anne: Predator getting up, Wulf goes for the Wulfbite but Predator gets free!

Jason: Wulf turns around and Predator hits the DROP SHOT!! Cover!

Joe Diamond: ONE.....TWO....THREE!!!

Brian: So the Predator beats the Wulf. He’ll await the winner of American Hero and the mystery man.

Sara Anne: Wow, I am surprised. Wulf showed some new ferocity tonight.

Jason: Yes, he did, and now we’re ready for our next match.

Brian: Wait a second. Wulf has a microphone. What’s going on now?

Wulf: (waits for the cheering to calm down some, and smiles.) Ladies and gentlemen, I just wanted to say thank you for that cheering when I came out tonight! It’s that wonderful cheering that makes this all the harder to get out. You see, last week while wrestling Pagan, I walked away, giving him the win by countout. My reasoning was that the butterflies in my stomach had left. A friend of mine told me that when that queasy feeling you get just before a match goes away, it’s time to call it a career and move on. (A few gasps are heard from the crowd, along with some random booing.) So, ladies and gentlemen, I have chosen to retire from wrestling.

Jason, Brian, and Sara Anne: WHAT???

Wulf: You see, my less than stellar performances the past few weeks have been proof that my time in this ring is dwindling. Now although my match against Predator will rank up there among my favorites, the fact remains that it is high time I hang it up. That is the big surprise I was hinting to all week. I thank all the boys in the back, and although Abark might not be thrilled that I’m leaving, I thank him, and President Cody before him, for allowing me to participate in the ring for all these years. And I thank each and every one of you fans (the crowd cheers at this point.) for being in my corner since I started out in 1996. Eight years is a long time, and I’ve won a lot of titles, including the world title a few times. But The Hour of The Wulf has come to an end. Once more, I thank the fans, and I thank the guys in the back, from Deadman and the Horsemen, all the way down to Leroy in the sound booth. You guys have made this career one I can look back on with pride. I love you all, and God Bless!

(His music hits, and the fans start chanting Wulf’s name. He wipes away a small tear, and waves to the fans. As he heads backstage.)

Sara Anne: He… He retired.

Jason: Now THAT is what I call a surprise!

Brian: Wow. What electricity going through this arena tonight, and more is still to come!

Jason: And we have finally come to the match that will decide who is the NEW Xtreme Champion.

Brian: These guys raised a bit of a stink earlier in the week when they were drawn as the two who would compete for this belt, but it seems like they are resigned to their fate.

Sara: Would you want to encounter some of the dangers you might find in one of those Xtreme matches, Brian?

Brian: (pauses) No.

Jason: And with that, here we go as Jack Darling grabs the mic and we're ready to go.

(Picture shifts to Jack Darling in the ring surrounded by barbed wire.)

Jack Darling: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your New England Wrestling Title match for the Xtreme Title. This match will be one fall and this will consist of this very ring being wrapped in barbed wire. Introducing first, hailing from parts unknown...weighing in at 233 pounds. He is Harbinger!

(The arena goes dark as the NEWtron plays a video of a blue sky as the sound of thunder rolls. Slowly the sky turns grey and the words "The Storm of change has arrived" come onto the screen. White lights flash throughout the arena. Harbinger makes his way to the ramp and the spotlights shine on him for a few seconds before everything turning dark again. While his song is playing, sounds of rain, thunder and wind can be heard. Once Harbinger enters the ring, the lights come back on.)

Jason: What an entrance for Harbinger!

Brian: I sure hope he isn't all entrance and no wrestling.

Sara: Shoosh, Brian.

Jack Darling: And introducing his opponent, hailing from Sin City itself...Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at 285 pounds...here is The Strip!

("Night on Bald Mountain starts and The Strip walks out to the ring and struts all the way down to the crowd not giving him much attention.)

Jason: The crowd may know who The Strip is, but after that entrance from Harbinger, I think they were expecting something better.

Brian: Wow, that was a turd in a blanket. Whoever thought The Strip should be last out should be fired since this entrance was anti-climactic.

Sara: Not everything has to be like a movie, Brian.

Jason: And now the two competitors are staring each other in the eyes as the barbed wire is wrapped around the ring and it looks like they are getting close to done.

Brian: They actually want to get on to the next match after this bloodbath is done. So they don't want to get the real kind of barbed wire rope match going.

Sara: They look a little relieved since this match has no weapons except the one that surrounds this ring.

Jason: There's the bell as they start going at each other with vicious punches. This limited field has restricted their ability to just have a regular kind of wrestling match and it will get brutal.

Brian: Harbinger needs to do better than that headlock he slapped on Strip and there's the proof.

Sara: That had to sting with him being dropped on his head like that.

Jason: Strip now has Harbinger by the hair and he is being dragged to the end of the ring and the cleanup crew will be busy as Strip rakes Harbinger's face is now shredded!

Brian: I think I'm gonna lose my lunch.

Jason: Harbinger stopped the grating and slammed Strip's head on the corner and rakes Strip's head along the barbed wire.

Sara: Brian, that was my shoes!

Jason: These two are cut open and I don't think this will last long since they don't look like they cut shallow with that barbed wire. Harbinger lifts up the head of the Strip and the blood is flowing freely on both of their faces.

Sara: Someone needs to stop this match.

Jason: Harbinger delivers a ring shaking DDT to the Strip and he looks ready to end this right here. Up comes the Strip and here comes a Full Nelson Suplex!

Sara: And he isn't finished as he's picking him up again. How is he doing this?

Jason: There's a second one!

Brian: Good lord. Those guys look horrible.

Jason: Up once more and there's a third Full Nelson Suplex! He is letting go and going for the pin. Diamond Joe is in position...

1....

2.....

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....Kickout!

Sara: That one was close and it looks like they are losing blood fast.

Jason: Strip is coming back with his own fury building up as he gets up and nearly knocks the boots off of Harbinger!

Sara: That took a lot out of the Strip, but he isn't done.

Jason: Strip takes the boots he's wearing and rakes the eyes of Harbinger!

Brian: Now that's some wrestling that I can get behind.

Jason: Strip grabs Harbinger by the hair and kicks him in the gut. Here comes the Stardust Neckbreaker!

Sara: Blood is getting everywhere now. That move didn't help with keeping the ring clean.

Jason: It looks like Strip is looking to finish this with a dragon sleeper.

Brian: Now that was dirty! Right in the twig and berries.

Jason: Strip is down after some dirty fighting from Harbinger! He's taking advantage of the situation to slap on what he calls "The Foreshadowing"!

Sara: I think Strip knows what's coming as he wriggles around trying to get free.

Jason: It's locked in and Strip is struggling to get to the ropes as some of the fans start stomping for him. He's getting closer...

Brian: Get to the ropes! Go! Go! Go!

Jason: He has a hold of the bottom rope and Diamond Joe reaches four before Harbinger lets go.

Sara: These two are showing amazing stamina with the blood they have lost and what has gone down so far. Strip is being dragged to his feet again.

Jason: Harbinger is trying for a suplex, but it looks like Strip had enough in him to twist behind Harbinger and here comes the Dragon Sleeper.

Sara: No escaping for Harbinger. He has it in there tight.

Jason: It doesn't look like Harbinger is doing a lot of moving, so Strip's calling to have him checked. Arm up...and down once. Arm up twice...and down again.

Sara: And there's the third time in the air...with the ref holding it unnaturally long as usual.

Jason: And released....it's down! Strip releases the hold and there's the bell! The Strip is now the NEW Xtreme Champion.

Sara: The ring crew is quickly cutting through the barbed wire and the paramedics are itching to jump in there.

Jason: The one side is down and now they are getting the medical attention they need. This ring won't be the same after that bloodbath.

Brian: That wasn't so bad.

Sara: Tell that to my shoes.

Jason: And coming up next, we will have American Hero taking on a mystery opponent. I just hope these two didn't lose too much blood in pursuit of this belt.

(The picture cuts to the Strip being bandaged up by paramedics holding the Xtreme Title...with Harbinger being checked out by another.....)

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(Suddenly the sound of the begining of "Cowboys From Hell" by Pantera blasts over the P.A.....)

(....Which is cut off by static.....The sound of changing radio stations is heard as the lights in the arena begin to dim, and the crowd is begining to get worked up.....The next station to come in clearly, we hear the begining of "742617000027" by Slipknot....)

(.....Then that song too is cut off returning to static....the crowd is reaching a fever pitch as they wonder what's happening....as the radio searches for yet another station we then hear the begining of "Element" by Vision Of Disorder....)

(....The primal scream is cut off half way through, and again we are searching for the correct song....Next up is "The Heretic Anthem" by Slipknot....)

(....And the crowd explodes again....Abark saunters down the aisleway, grinning like man who owned the most promising wrestling federation on the planet....and with good reason....As he begins to get closer to the men, he stops and glances around and waits for his music to die out and the lights to return to normal.......The crowd is going nuts and its several moments before they calm down enough for him to be able to speak....)

Abark: First and foremost, I'm not going to come out here and make some big speach about me being back....I've got all my personal and family issues straightened out and I'm glad to be back in the saddle....But I'm out here on business and thats what I'm going to take care of right now.....Harbinger and Strip...Both of you stood your ground early on, saying you weren't hardcore....this wasn't your kind of match....Surfice to say neither of you really wanted to be involved in this such a match.....But ya know what? You both sucked it up, you came out here and you put on a show, a show for these people who paid money to come see one of you win that belt......So, I've found it in my heart to reward you gentleman, especially you Strip....But first I have to do something...

(Abark moves over towards the Strip, and suddenly yanks the Xtreme title from his confused hands.....)

Abark: Strip, you are hereby STRIPPED OF THE N.E.W. XTREME TITLE!!!

(The crowd ERUPTS IN BOOS!!!!)

Abark: NO NO NO, HEAR ME OUT!!! Hey Roadie, get your ass out here....(A young kid from out back runs down the aisleway with a package in hand.....He takes the bloody Xtreme Title and hands Abark the package...)...Strip, I think you should have this instead.....

(The Strip opens the package and pulls a brand new title belt from inside, his eyes as wide as saucers...)

Abark: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you, for the first time since May 23rd, 1999 when a wrestler named Demon Possess dove from a bridge to his death clutching a belt similar to this one....I present to you...our NEW...N.E.W. TELEVISION CHAMPION!!

(The crowd erupts....and The Strip is obviously honored.....About this time Harbinger is on his feet and about to make his way up the ramp...)

Abark: Hold on a second there Harbinger....You impressed me tonight....and because of that, I want to congradulate you on a sucessful match....Because it's not wether you win or lose....It's wether or not I like you....(Abark smirks as the crowd laughs...) And Strip...If you're even HALF the man you think you are, you'll give Harbinger a shot at that belt...One on One...No barbed wire....Just a wrestling match.....

(The crowd erupts once more as Abark drops his mic, shares a few words with Strip...then Harbinger....then makes his way up the ramp....We then cut to a camera crew rushing through the back of the arena, red and blue lights strobe all across the back parking lot. As the camera crew pushes it’s way to a closer view we can now see Joey Rival laid flat and coughing up blood. Soon Rival fades from his conscious state and passes out. The camera crew shows a wide pan shot as the EMT’s help Rival onto the stretcher , laying next to Rival is a Holy Bible open to the pages of Revelations.)

Jason: What the hell is going on here, Joey looks hurt pretty bad here what evil person would do such a thing

Brian: I starting to think they weren’t evil at all, look Jason they left their bible

Jason: Things have just started to heat up folks, we’ll keep you posted, but now on to our next match

("Stars And Stripes Forever" begins to play as Hero walks to the ring with Beth holding onto his arm. Pyro ignites as they move towards the ring... Hero climbs the steps and holds the ropes open for Beth....The lights go out in the arena, and a voice begins to speak)

It's my time now, and there's nothing anyone can do about it......

(The NEW-tron begins to show clips of The Franchise in action, before going black itself.....then, a large symbol seems to glide across the screen slowly, before revealing itself to be a modified Superman symbol, with "RM" in the center, made out in diamonds, flowing like a flag as "Overnight Celebrity" begins to play)

Jason: OH MY GOD!!! HE'S BACK!! RONNIE IS BACK!!!

SaraAnne: THE FRANCHISE RETURNS!!!

(Pyro begins to explode, as the silouette of Ronnie beams out from the rampway.)

(As the hook repeats, the lights come back on as Ronnie makes his way to the ring, hi-fiving a few fans along the way. He slides in the ring, climbs the turnbuckles, and throws his arm up in the air as the fans cheer. Ronnie hops down, takes off his coat and shades, and waits for the match to begin. American Hero holds the ropes open once again for Beth to exit the ring...)

Jason: Well here we go ladies and gentlemen!! The return of Ronnie McNeil to take on the yet-undefeated American Hero!

Brian: Hero's wins so far were all flukes...That Hulk Hogan wanna-be is never going to get past The Franchise!

SaraAnne: We'll see about that....Hero's a great wrestler, and hot as hell....Just has terrible taste in women!!

Jason: That's irrelevent....These two men are sizing each other up...They're both the same height, and neither one has a visable size difference...And there's the lockup....Both men wrestle for the upper hand, and it's Hero! Hero applies an arm-bar.....Pulls Ronnie into a Hammerlock....He's wrenching on the arm!

Brian: Cmon Ronnie! Yeah! That's more like it! Ronnie steps through with a counter, and now Ronnie is wrenching on the Hero's arm....And Ronnie with a big well-deserved smirk!

SaraAnne: He better not get too smug!!

Brian: And why not?

SaraAnne: That's why!

Jason: Hero pushes him out to an armbar, and whips the arm up over his head into an arm bar of his own!!! Now he's twisting on Ronnie's arm!! That didn't make Ronnie very happy! Ronnie reaches up and grabs Hero by the hair and quickly pulls him down to the ground, grabbing Hero's arm! The ref is getting in his face for pulling the hair, but Ronnie ignores him and drops a quick legdrop on the arm....

SaraAnne: That hurt him!

Jason: Now he's leaning back in a ground arm-bar submission!! But Hero's not taking it lying down...He fights to a sitting up position...Ronnie still holding on, albeit sideways, but before Hero can fight any further, Ronnie breaks the hold and kicks Hero back to the mat.....

SaraAnne: That was dirty!!

Brian: That was Smart, you nitwit!!

Jason: Ronnie scampers to his feet and hits the ropes, Hero rolls over, Ronnie steps over...Ronnie comes back and Hero's waiting for him with a hiptoss!! This time Hero grabs the arm and drops into a ground arm-bar submission of his own!! Beth is cheering her man on, slapping the mat!!

SaraAnne: And, Ronnie, Is, PISSED!

Jason: Yes he is, but now I'm sure getting one upped by Hero is getting to him...He's rolling back and forth, and slapping the mat...Half out of anger, half out of pain! Now he looks up and realizes where he is, and throws his leg onto the bottom rope....and the ref breaks the hold...

Brian: Thats a pro for you, Ronnie always knowing where he is...

SaraAnne: I think Hero has been in the sport a little longer than Ronnie has, by maybe ten years...

Brian: Man he is a Hulk Hogan wannabe, He never goes away!

Jason: Both men up, Hero meets Ronnie and sends him off the ropes....Ronnie comes back and ducks the clothsline....Comes back again and ducks another!!....Ronnie returns with a SPEAR!!!!

Brian: Took him right off his feet! Way to go Ronnie!!!

SaraAnne: I gues he got sick of the direction the match was going in!

Jason: It's early yet, and Hero's still got some steam...Ronnie helps Hero to his feet, and a BODY SLAM! Ronnie off the ropes and comes back with a LEGDROP!

Brian: Take THAT Hogan!

SaraAnne: WILL YOU SHUT UP!!!

Jason: Ronnie staying on top of things, brings Hero to his feet once more, a punch...Another....A third punch, BLOCKED! NO! But an eye gouge by Ronnie keeps things in his favor...Sending Hero off the ropes again, He comes back, Ronnie grabs his head and introduces him to his knee with a chin breaker!! Beth is going crazy outside the ring, yelling at Ronnie...Ronnie gives her a smug grin and taunts her to get in...

SaraAnne: Oooh, Get in there Beth, if you're dead I can get Hero!

Jason: I don't think she's that stupid, but she IS getting onto the apron, yelling at Ronnie, distracting him long enough for Hero to recover his sences, but also distracting the referee! Hero is up, and before Ronnie can turn, He hoists him up into a torture rack!!! Beth still has the referee's attention long enough for Ronnie to rake Hero's eyes, and Hero drops Ronnie and staggers to the nearby ropes...Ronnie off the opposing ropes, and returns with a CLOTHESLINE OVER THE TOP ROPE!! Both men down to the outside!!

SaraAnne: And there goes Beth, Running to Hero's side...Makes me sick...

Brian: Sara, you're getting a little GREEN there...

SaraAnne: SHUT UP!

Jason: Beth helping Hero to his feet, as Ronnie brings himself to his feet with the help of the apron....Hero trys to rush Ronnie and is taken down with a drop toe hold...Ronnie reaches under the ring and grabs a chair!!

Brian: GET HIM RONNIE!!

SaraAnne: Dive in the way Beth! Take the hit for your man!!

Jason: SARA! Ronnie raises the chair...NO! LOW BLOW BY BETH!! Ronnie drops the chair and drops to one knee, glaring at Beth...By this time Hero has made his way to his feet and gives Ronnie a STIFF kick to the side of the head....Hero raises his arms to the crowd who go nuts! Sending Beth a smile as thanks he rolls Ronnie back into the ring and climbs onto the apron...

Brian: Get UP Ronnie!

Jason: He's trying to do just that....Hero comes in and bring Ronnie to his feet...Scoop slam! He gives him a couple kicks to the head and bounces off the ropes, with a BIG elbow drop...He goes for a quick pin....

Diamond Joe: ONE!.......TWO......Kickout!

Brian: Not even close!

Jason: Hero Assists Ronnie to his feet...HARD Forearm shot to the head sends Ronnie reeling...Ronnie staggers back....BIG BELLY TO BELLY! Hero's on fire now! Ronnie's hurting....Hero looks to Beth and she smiles....Hero pulls Ronnie to his feet and hoists him onto his shoulder, backing into a corner, he raises his arm to the sky and charges for a powerslam!!

Brian: YES! Ronnie slips out and shoves Hero into the turnbuckle face first....Hero staggers back right into Ronnies arms!! GERMAN SUPLEX!! Alright!! He rolls through....ANOTHER GERMAN!!!.....Cmon Ronnie!!

SaraAnne: He's got nothing left!!

Jason: He's got enough for...YES! ONE MORE GERMAN!! But now BOTH men are down and hurt!!

Brian: This is Ronnie's chance! Pin him!!

SaraAnne: Beth, that little hoochie is getting all worked up...

Jason: The referee with the standing ten count....

Joe Diamond: ONE........TWO.....THREE........FOUR.......

Jason: Both men to a knee....

Joe Diamon: FIVE.......SIX......

Jason: Ronnie is up and Hero is on all fours....Ronnie grabs Hero's arm, and drops a knee right to the elbow! And another one! He looks like he's trying to keep Hero from being able to do Niagra Falls, that Choke Slam.....

Brian: At this rate, he doesn't have anything to worry about....

Jason: Ronnie keeps a hold of the arm, steps over, into a Mahistrol Cradle!

Joe Diamond: ONE! TWO! TH-....TWO COUNT!

Brian: Almost got him Ronnie!!

Jason: Ronnie is getting frustrated! Wondering what he has to do to keep Hero down! Ronnie brings Hero to his feet and bounces off the ropes....comes ba-....NO! Beth is holding his leg for dear life!! Ronnie tries to shake her off, and eventually does, and as he leans over the ropes to yell at her, he doesn't see Hero recover his sences...Hero grabs Ronnie and spins him around...BIG PUNCH....ANOTHER!! Sends him off the ropes....AND ITS OLD GLORY! THAT BIG BOOT NEARLY TOOK RONNIES HEAD OFF!!

(Hero looks around to the crowd and they go absolutely crazy, as does Beth....Hero brings Ronnie to his feet...He hooks him up for the choke slam!!)

Jason: Here comes Niagra Falls!! But something's wrong....Hero's arm is really hurting.....He thinks quick and gives Ronnie a shot to the stomach doubling him over, He slips behind him, and goes for a huge german suplex....I think it's over for Ronnie if he hits it right here....

Brian: HE CONNECTED!!

SaraAnne: Ronnie's finished!

Joe Diamond: ONE!!!!! TWO!!!!! THREE!!!!!!!

Jack Darling: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner and NEW...N.E.W. International Champion.....AMERICAN HERO!!!

(The ref goes to the corner and waves his arms at Jack Darling, correcting him.....)

Jack Darling: I appologize ladies and gentlemen.....Joe Diamond, our seinior referee has informed me that BOTH men's shoulder's were down, and therefore this match is decided as a DOUBLE PIN....And neither man can be awarded the International Title!!

(Both men are visably upset with this news.....Hero goes over the side of the ring and leans over the top rope. He is talking to Beth who is still standing on the floor.)

Jason: Both men put their best effort into this match.

Sara Anne: Maybe I should give them massages afterwards to help loosen up those aching muscles that they got from this match?

Jason: I doubt Beth would appreciate that Sara Anne.

Sara Anne: Who care! It's never stopped me bef....WAIT A MINUTE, HERO BEHIND YOU!

(The Franchise comes up behind Hero and nails him in the back of the head with a hard right hand. Hero is down and the Ronnie lays into Hero with fists. He stands up and begins kicking Hero in the ribs over and over.)

SaraAnne: Ronnie is not taking this decision very well!!

Jason: Hero is feeling those.

Brian: He will be for days.

(As Ronnie continues to lay it to Hero, a concerned Beth climbs onto the apron then into the ring. She runs over and rakes the guys eyes.)

Brian: Oh, look at what Beth just did.

Sara Anne: She just pissed him off. Guess she won't be NEW's #1 Diva for long after tonight.

Brian: She's already WELL on Ronnie's bad side!!

(Beth looks scared as Ronnie backs her up. She begins walking backwards until she bumps into the ropes, then begins going the other way still circling the ring. She finally gets brave enough and tries to slap Ronnie but he grabs her hand. Then she tries with the other but now he has both of her hands. Beth looks like she is going to cry and you can hear her begging. She seems desperate.)

Beth: Please, please, no don't hurt me. Please.

(Ronnie just looks down into her eyes. He forces her down to her knees. She is still begging.)

Jason: OH MY God! Somebody stop this. She is scared to death!

Brian: Then you hop on in there with this guy.

Jason: I should, but he would kill me.

Sara Anne: Well, she's already down on her knees. He had to buy me dinner before I did that.

Jason: (disgusted) Sara, what is with you? Has it ever occured to you that Beth is a lady? She has to much class and elegance to ever do anything like that. She is a true lady. Unlike some.

Brian: Oh God, look Hero is getting up!

(As Ronnie is still staring into Beth's eyes contemplating what to do next, American Hero gets up and sees what is going on. He runs and tackles Ronnie to the ground. He begins pounding on his head with fists. Hero stands up and begins kicking him right in the kidney's as Beth still sits on the mat with her face buried in her hands, scared to death. Hero walks over and helps her up and the hug. While they are hugging Ronnie struggles to his feet and charges but Beth warns Hero first and he turns around, kicks the guy in the stomach, then hoists him into the air for the Niagra Falls.)

Sara Anne: Oh MY GOD HE JUST KILLED HIM!!!!

(Hero and Beth look down at Ronnie, then look at each other. Hero walks over and demands a microphone. He finally gets it.)

Hero: Look, Ronnie, name the place and the time. And we will be there for round two....And next time there WILL be a winner, one way or the other......That is if you're up for it!

(Hero slams the mic down. He opens the bottom rope for Beth to crawl out then he gets out of the ring also. They walk up the ramp hand in hand, as Ronnie still lays in the center of the ring.)

Brian: Wow, we just saw the agressive side of Hero.

Sara Anne: Guess that means don't mess with his woman or him.

Jason: Also I guess this means we can look forward to a round two between these guys sometime down the road. I can't help but wonder how it would have been different without the assistance of Beth at ringside?

Brian: Obviously Ronnie would have had that match in the bag, He was all over Hero like flies on shi-...

SaraAnne: ...-Surely it would have been different, but either way, Hero remains undefeated, and a visably upset Ronnie McNeil rolls out of the ring....

Jack Darling: Our next match is scheduled for one fall, a twenty minute time limit. It is a match for the NEW NorthEastern Heavyweight Championship. The first participant, the challenger, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing 276 pounds and standing 6 feet and 6 inches – Carl Knox

(The dub of Jay-Z's "I Show You How To Do This Son" starts to play. Knox steps to the top of the stage and the crowd cheers.)

Jason: Carl Knox was a rookie, but he's really come a long way this year – he really has a chance at taking Night … ahem – Simon Tyrell's title.

Brian: JoJo sure did a number on him last week.

SaraAnne: Yeah, after Knox beat him again and again – anyone can lose in any given week.

Jack Darling: And your NorthEastern champion

('Five Finger Crawl' by Danzig starts over the speakers.)

From Hell's Kitchen

(The arena lights slowly dim down to nothing as a single red spotlight shines on the entranceway.)

Weighing 275 pounds and standing 6 feet and 7 inches tall.

(As the song begins to pick up, the lights on the stage begin to flicker.)

Simon Tyrell

(Slowly, Tyrell walks from the back and steps into the spotlight. The camera zooms into an upper body shot, as Tyrell continues to stand on the ramp, nostrils flaring, and mouth turned up into his well known smirk.)

Jason: In case you missed it, Nightstalker has returned to his roots, returned to evil, returned to the name Simon Tyrell.

Brian: As if evil is a bad thing – whenever you don't like something, you call it evil.

SaraAnne: No, Tyrell called himself evil, and he is, and I don't see how anyone could ever have cheered him.

(The camera zooms into a shot of Tyrell's dark eyes as they stare lifelessly ahead, awaiting the beginning of the match.)

Jason: Diamond Joe has signaled for the bell. (ding ding) And here we go.

Brian: Tyrell is gonna tear this little punk apart.

SaraAnne: Don't count Knox out, he's got a rookie's energy and a veteran mind.

(Knox moves in and out as Tyrell stands completely still, staring at Knox. Knox walks forward and stops, the two stare into one another's eyes.)

Jason: These two are opposites, one a grizzled vet, dark eyes – the other a fresh face with white eyes. Who will break the stare?

(Knox steps closer and grabs at Tyrell, the two lock up. Tyrell immediately turns the lock-up into an armbar, then drives an elbow into Knox's shoulder)

Jason: Oh, and Tyrell lays into Knox. Now he whips him into the ropes, clothesline and back to an arm bar.

Brian: He's riding the rookie like any good veteran would. Knox doesn't last another three minutes, I say.

Jason: Tyrell pulls him up by that arm, driving one – two – three elbows into that rotator cuff area, enough work there and he could be hurting long after this week.

SaraAnne: Knox is young and strong and if he can get away from this arm bar, Simon won't be saying anything nice.

Jason: Tyrell seems to be looking for his next move. Knox is fighting him hard on this and any relaxation of pressure will let him free.

(Knox kicks back at Tyrell and misses, then again, then spins and reverses the arm bar and turns it into a hammerlock.)

SaraAnne: What a reversal by Carl – Tyrell looks like he's in a bit of pain now.

Brian: Pain's nothing new to Simon, this kid couldn't even beat JoJo last week, now he's going to beat a Horseman? A hall of famer?

(Knox whips Tyrell to the ropes and misses a clothesline, Simon holds the ropes before he bounces off a second time, then charges Knox)

Jason: Clothesline by Tyrell, but Knox doesn't fall – Tyrell grabs Knox and whips him into a Short Arm Clothesline. Knox goes down from that one.

Brian: Of course he does, he doesn't have the gonads to take Simon.

Jason: Knox is stunned, Nightstal … Tyrell is helping him up – into the One Minute Silence – NO- Knox back drops him.

SaraAnne: What made him think Knox would be that easy to beat?

Jason: Knox spins and drops an elbow across Tyrell's back as he tries to rise, and another and another.

(Tyrell rolls out of the ring)

Brian: Once again, that veteran mind is at work, Simon is taking a smart breather, making Knox think about what is coming his way – DEFEAT!

SaraAnne: Looks to me like he's licking his wounds Brian.

Jason: Knox and Tyrell fight outside the ring, Knox just got back in and Tyrell is now … but Knox rushes him and delivers a knee lift, knocking Stalker - Tyrell back onto the ring apron.

(Diamond Joe orders Knox away from the ropes and starts to count Tyrell out)

Brian: Cheap shot, cheap shot – DQ him, DQ him.

SaraAnne: Knox seems to be taking a page from Tyrell's book, he would have done the same thing.

(Tyrell slides under the bottom rope and rushes to lock up with Knox. He turns the lockup into an arm bar, then a hammerlock – then a kick to the groin from behind. Knox crumbles)

Brian: He certainly doesn't have the gonads now!

Jason: Simon Tyrell delivered a crushing blow to Knox

Brian: And all the little Knox's to come.

Jason: Tyrell helps Knox up … Russian Leg Sweep. Knox grabs the back of his head. He's in pain. Tyrell is following this up quickly – he's setting Knox up again – Swinging Neckbreaker.

SaraAnne: Get up Carl!

Jason: You can see the pain through Knox's wincing. And Tyrell is right back on top of him with a front facelock – he's pulling up hard, stretching the space between those vertebrae – for the One Minute Silence.

(Tyrell repeatedly knee lifts Knox in the face, Knox falls to the ground.)

Brian: Simon's getting Knox off the mat – DDT – snap-style.

(Tyrell makes the cover and Diamond Joe slides up next to Knox. Joe checks for space under Knox's shoulder and slaps the mat)

One

(Diamond Joe checks Knox's shoulders again)

Two

(Joe checks the shoulders again)

SaraAnne: Kickout by Carl Knox.

Brian: But Simon hooks the leg again.

(Diamond Joe checks Carl's shoulders again)

Jason: Kickout before the count by Carl.

Brian: Simon is pissed.

Jason: Tyrell drags Knox off the ground and whips him into the ropes – kick to the stomach – BLOCKED by Knox.

(Knox spins Tyrell by his foot and clotheslines him from behind.

Jason: Tyrell, down hard, face-first. Knox is pulling him up by his trunks – Full nelson – FULL NELSON SLAM.

Both men are down now – Knox exhausted his strength to slow down the Stalk – Tyrell and Tyrell is stunned from the power burst.

(Diamond Joe starts to count them both out)

Diamond Joe: ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

SaraAnne: Carl's getting up first – you can stop the count now Joe.

Brian: He can't hear you.

Jason: Tyrell starts to rise – but a boot to the face stops that. Knox goes for the pin!

(Joe checks for space under Tyrell's shoulder and slaps the mat)

One

(Diamond Joe checks Tyrell's shoulders again)

Two

Brian: Tyrell kicks out – he's not going down to a boot.

Jason: We've got to go to another commercial, but we'll be right back.

Jason: We are back. No time for a recap.

(Knox has Tyrell in a headlock, but Tyrell whips him into the corner)

Jason: Clothesline to the back of Knox's head – now Tyrell turns him around – MONSTER RIGHT HAND to Knox's jaw. But Knox returns the favor – this is a pier six brawl. These two are going at it like two men with everything to lose.

(Diamond Joe starts to try to break them up, but sees that he can't, physically and starts to count.)

Joe: One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Six

Jason: Knox goes down from a left hook. Tyrell sets him up for One Minute – No, Knox pushes him off, Tyrell down hard. Knox grabs his legs.

SaraAnne: Boston Crab coming!

Jason: Knox turns him over for the Boston Crab.

Brian: Simon grabs the bottom rope. BREAK THAT HOLD JOE!

SaraAnne: He can't heeeear you.

Jason: Knox breaks the hold at the count of three. Tyrell keeps hold of the bottom rope – he's telling Diamond Joe to get Knox back – and Joe does.

Brian: He should get back just because he is wrestling greatness.

SaraAnne: Pshaw.

Jason: Carl pushes past Diamond Joe, he kicks Tyrell in the gut, drags him to the center of the ring – He's signaling for the double powerbomb.

SaraAnne: Get him up there Carl!

Jason: Tyrell is up

Jason: Hard first powerbomb – Now, Knox is taking him up for the second – But he drops Tyrell.

Brian: He can't go anymore, Simon has worn him down.

Jason: Oh, but Carl is going for the SHARPSHOOTER anyway, he's turning a stunned Tyrell over – he's locked in.

SaraAnne: He's got him in the middle of the ring, there's no way Simon can get out of this.

Jason: Look at the strain on Tyrell's face – he's in a great deal of pain – that powerbomb and even being dropped had to do some damage.

Brian: Dammit – somebody do something – Tyrell's not going down like this.

Jason: Simon Tyrell has stopped struggling, he's tapping the mat. Diamond Joe is tapping Knox's shoulder. This one is over.

Brian: NOOOO!

SaraAnne: Yesss!

(The bell rings)

Jack Darling: The winner of this contest, at 17 minutes and 23 seconds and Neewwww N-E-W NorthEastern champion, Carl Knox.

(The crowd cheers wildly as Knox is handed the belt and his arm raised.)

Jason: Well it looks like Nightstalker's return to his roots wasn't quite enough...

Brian: Maybe he should have spent less time soul searching and more time working out....

Jason: Either way...next up we have out MAIN EVENT...and without further adue....The entrances...

(The first few cords of "Immortal" by Adema play, and the lights dim. Sky blue lights flicker, and the crowd cheers. The lights explode on, with.....)

Let's FIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!

(Shawn Temp Walks out, onto the stage. He looks around in the crowd, and soaks in all of the cheers. He is wearing a pair of Black 30 inch wide JNCOs. He runs down the ramp, and dives into the ring. He jumps to the top turnbuckle, showing his surpreme agility.)

(He backflips off, and Hops onto the opposite turnbuckle. With the crowd cheering him on. "Angel Boy" by Tim McGraw plays as Blackbird 13 steps through the entryway, to a mixed crowd reaction. Nightfall by his side, they walk down the ramp and Blackbird gets into the ring, awaiting the beginning of the match.)

Jason: Well here's the D.W.O. team....now the Horsemen....

("Breadfan" by Metallica blasts over the P.A. as Thanatos emerges from the back....he slowly moves halfway down the aisleway and waits.....his music fades out as "Death Blooms" begins to play and 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, being joined by Thanatos as they meet. Ignoring the boos, he stops in front of the squared circle, and looks up at the house lights, before walking up the ring steps and over the top rope, Thanatos following suit.....Deadman positions himself in the center of the ring and instantaneously shoots his arms up from his sides as a bang causes the lights to turn on. Both Deadman and Blackbird then leave the ring....)

Jason: The match begins with Temp and Thanatos in the ring. Temp with a spear to begin the match, but not really affecting Thanatos. Thanaots with a headbutt to his opponent sending him back into the corner. Thanatos signals for the tag to Deadman as the crowd gets excited. He walks over and tags him in! Dead walks over to Temp and swings him into the opposite corner. He hits Temp with a big boot, and tags in Thanatos.

Brian: Deadman with a huge boot to Temp!

Jason: Thanatos now grabs Temp around the neck and brings him into the middle of the ring. He attempts to deliver a chokeslam, but Blackbird disrupts with a dropkick from the top rope! Thanatos falls foward and releases Temp in the process. Temp and Blackbird now team up and hit a huge over head suplex on Thanatos. Temp runs over and knocks Dead off the ring apron and to the outside area. Blackbird gets out the ring and leaves Temp to tend to Thanatos, who is now getting up as Temp hits him with a swinging neckbreaker! Temp tags in Blackbird to take his place!

Sara: Temp and Blackbird are working great together.

Brian: They're looking like a well-oiled machine out there.

Jason: Blackbird now going to work on Thanatos. Blackbird with a front brain buster to the near three hundred pounder. Blackbird hits a dropkick to the knee of Thanatos. Thanatos is trying to get to Dead to get the tag. Dead reaches out and gets the tag. He is in the face of Blackbird telling him to tag in Temp. Blackbird shakes his head no and Dead slaps him across the face. Blackbird rubs it off and turns around. Dead is walking close behind him when he turns around and unloads with lefts and rights. He then gets him down and locks in a figure four leglock! Dead is grabbing for the ropes. Thanatos jumps in the ring and he releases the hold. Temp jumps off the turnbuckle and into the arms of Thanatos. Thanatos benches him over his head and out of the ring! Blackbird backs off as Dead is recovering. The referee is telling Thanatos to get out the ring!

Brian: Thanatos looks very pissed off!

SaraAnne: He is finally releasing the power he has held back!

Jason: Dead tags in Thanatos. He calls out Blackbird. Blaclbird runs at him and jumps. Thanatos grabs him and delivers a huge powerslam! Thanatos is now on a roll. Temp is just beginning to get up on the outside. Thanatos sets up Blackbird and delivers a huge powerbomb! Thanatos walks over and checks out Temp lying on the outside. He walks over and tags in Dead! Dead climbs the turnbuckle and hits a leg drop on Blackbird! Temp is having a hard time standing up. The referee is in for the cover......1....2 and Blackbird kicks out.<

Brian: Deadman almost had the cover there!

Sara: Shawn looks lost.

Jason: Blackbird ducks as Dead goes for a big boot. Blackbird turns around and hits a dropkick! Dead is now down as Blackbird tosses him in the corner! Thanatos tries for the save, but is caught off guard as Temp comes from behind with a steel chair out of nowhere! Temp continues with shots to Thanatos keeping him out of the ring. Blackbird goes for the Last flight, but Dead shakes free, and tosses Blackbird into the corner. Blackbird comes out with a huge spear, taking the big man down. Temp hops back into the ring, up on the turnbuckle, and goes for the Temperature Rising! NO! He misses!! I can't believe it...Thanatos managed to pull the big man out of the way...and Thanatos now pulls Shawn Temp back out of the ring and begins punching him outside the ring....Blackbird grabs the chair and goes to finish off Deadman with it...NO! Deadman lifted one of those huge boots and the chair bounced back in Blackbirds face!!! Deadman rolls over for the cover.....

ONE......

TWO.....

THREE!!!!

Jack Darling: Your winners....DEADMAN AND THANATOS.....

(The camera cuts to show Pete Greenhouse as he is knocking on the locker room of the Horsemen. The door slowly opens, the room is very dark. Pete begins searching for the light , a shadowy figure is seen moving slowly towards the camera, Pete quickly turns on the light to see the figure. Suddenly the camera is knocked down and two loud thuds are heard. A pair of wrestling boots are see and the camera lays sideways on the floor. The boots walk toward the camera and picks it up. The camera pans around and is left with a gruesome sight of Simon Tyrell laying on his stomach in a puddle of blood. DWO is written in black letters on the lockers after several seconds of the view the camera goes to snow..)