Card #32: PPV - Boston: Total Conquest 2000
February 5, 2000

(OORP: Scott and I would like to thank Ryan Peelman for writing the following segment! Great job Ryan! -- Joe LeBron)

(Cue Up: "Bitch" by Sevendust)

(The screen opens to a calm black. The audio cuts in and over Sevendust we here the crowds roar. The video feeds in at the camera spins throughout the arena and sees the screaming masses. The camera cools down and heads over to the announcers table. Sitting there are the FWF's very own...Tony Ross and Victor Alvarez.)

TR: "FWF FANS! WELCOME TO TOTAL CONQUEST 2000!"

VA: "It's gonna be a hell of a night tonight, Tony! We're gonna kick off the pre-show right now with Hacker taking on Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill."

Annoucer: "Now making his way to the ring, accompanied by the lovely Data, weighing in at 280 pounds and hailing from the Internet...he is Hacker!"

(Cue Up: "When World's Collide" by PM5K)

(Hacker pushes back the curtain and the crowd responds...to Data. Hacker shows her off briefly then hurridly makes his way to the ring. He wears black tights. )

Announcer: "His opponent, weighing in at 320 pounds and hailing from Long Island, New York...Ricky.."The Tank".. O'Neill!

(Cue Up: "Iron Man" by Black Sabbath)

(O'Neill comes to the ring in his usual attire, staring at Hacker all the way. He climbs in and stares Hacker down.)

TR: "Wow! That'll send shivers down your spine."

VA: "No doubt about that, Tony. Not to mention that Hacker's already giving up forty-some pounds."

TR: "Ricky O'Neill will probably try to use his strength, while Hacker's obviously got to try and out manuever the big man."

(SFX: Bell)

TR: "Well, folks, that's the bell. It looks like this one is underway. O'Neill starts a lock up with Hacker and quickly has Hacker bending over backward. Hacker's trying to push up, but "The Tank" is just too much for him right now."

VA: "Wow! Hacker just rolled O'Neill and both men fall to the mat."

TR: "I think that agitated O'Neill more than anything."

VA: "I think your right, Tony, but it did get Hacker into a better position. Here comes "The Tank" after Hacker..."

TR: "...and Hacker meets O'Neill with a kick to the abdomen. O'Neill's haunched over. Hacker approaches and knees O'Neill in the gut. O'Neill continues to grab the mid-section. Hacker hooks on a DDT, and nails O'Neill with it. O'Neill to the mat. Hacker drobs and elbow to the back of O'Neill and then follows quickly with an armbar."

VA: "The ref's checking O'Neill, but obviously he doesn't want to give up. He's about lift his way out of it."

TR: "Hacker has him in a makeshift armbar...there..he broke it."

VA: "It was a smart move to come up clean, better than letting O'Neill slam you to the mat. Both men at midring trading punches now, as Data continues to cheer on Hacker and make every teenage boy watching just a bigger."

TR: "Arm twist by Hacker, beautifully followed with a belly-to-back suplex, into a bridge..."

VA: "1...2...and O'Neill kick's out."

TR: "Both men to their feet and again locked-up."

VA: "O'Neill overpowers Hacker by tossing him to the corner and following with a running elbow. Hacker's a bit dazed, and Ricky O'Neill follows with a round of punches. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10...and Hacker stumbles out. O'Neill grabs his arm, and swings him around. He knees Hacker in the gut and straps on a powerbomb. He hits it and covers. 1...2...and Hacker kicks out."

TR: "O'Neill brings Hacker to his feet and throws him to the ropes. O'Neill catches him and hits a neckbreaker. Another cover...1..2...and Hacker's up. Hacker tries to shake the cobwebs, but O'Neills got him up."

VA: "Both men near the ropes, as Data looks up right at them. O'Neill another throw to the ropes. Data grabs O'Neill's foot. O'Neill kicks his leg enough to free himself and to knock Data onto her butt. Meanwhile Hacker had grabs the ropes and seeing this rushes to take out "The Tank" for hurting his woman."

TR: "O'Neill instead greets Hacker with a hell of a punch, knocking Hacker to the middle of the ring. O'Neill picks Hacker up and positions himself behind Hacker. He takes Hacker over backward, and straps on his finisher..."The Discharge."

VA: "He hit it! He covers...1...2...3...Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill defeats Hacker."

TR: "Fans, we're gonna cut to a commerical but stay tuned...we'll have Carlos Canyeta taking on Blazer, The Cat Pack fighting Bad Company, and Ricky Kabe against Beau Michaels."

(Fade to Total Conquest 2000 PPV ordering commercial.)

(The camera opens in the ring.)

Announcer: "And now...making is way down the aisle...weighing in at 260 pounds. He is Blazer!"

(Cue Up: "War Machine")

(Blazer violently pushes back the curtain as he looms to the ring. He wears black tights, accompanied with red kneepads. He also wears a black mask on his head.)

Announcer: "His opponent...weighing 231 pounds...from Mexico City, Mexico...Carlos Canyeta!"

(Carlos, too, pushes back the curtain with a degree of angst and the fans greet this and Canyeta in general with a great outpour of boos. Canyeta, nonetheless, walks to the ring, seeming to pay each person the same hatred. He wears black wrestling tights and has "Canyeta" written down his leg in white letters.)

TR: "This should be an awesome match between Blazer and Canyeta."

VA: "Canyeta starts things off with knee to Blazer and Blazer takes it hard, as Canyeta caught him off-guard."

TR: "Canyeta follows with a throw to the ropes and follows up by hitting a spinning backbreaker on Blazer on his way back to mid-ring. Blazer's back to his feet and throws a hard punch, but Canyeta backs away in time."

VA: "Canyeta tries to throw in a punch of his own, but Blazer dodges Canyeta's punch, as well. Canyeta follows through and takes Blazer down with an excellent spinning-heel kick."

TR: "An amazing move by Canyeta there, Victor."

VA: "That it was. There's no denying Canyeta's ability Tony...he just doesn't have the crowd behind him."

TR: "To be honest Vic, I don't think he cares. Let's also not count Blazer out as he's been known to take a lot of punishment."

VA: "Canyeta with a knee to the mid-section on Blazer. Again, he catches Blazer off-guard. He'll try to the rope-toss again. This time he'll follow...Clothesline! Blazer falls hard to the outside!"

TR: "There goes Canyeta...SLINGSHOT CATAPULT TO THE OUTSIDE!"

(Canyeta stands up and faces the crowd. He tries to soak up approval, but the crowd gives him a load of boos.)

TR: "Canyeta picks up a deadened Blazer but is greeted with a low blow. Blazer throws Canyeta back into the ring and Canyeta's still hurting from that shot. Blazer takes the boots to Canyeta a bit and then starts to climb the turnbuckle."

(The crowd poors out boos, not toward Blazer, however, but at whatever is coming down the runway.)

VA: "Tony...that's Talent Relations! What are they doing?!"

TR: "They've got a chair Vic...I think they're here to make sure Canyeta picks up a win. Meanwhile, Blazer's at the top...and he missed his footing..."

VA: "Man...he landed that hard on his right knee..."

TR: "He's favoring it heavily. Canyeta's up. He goes over to Blazer, picks him up, and sets for "The Cutter."

VA: "Wait Tony...there's Ybok...he's on the apron...what's he doing?"

TR: "I think that's what Carlos Canyeta wants to know, too."

(Canyeta, followed by the ref, makes his way toward Ybok.)

Canyeta: "Ybok! What the hell are the doing!"

Ybok: "Distracting...like you said..."

(Canyeta shoos Ybok away. Meanwhile, Jamar nails Blazer's hurt knee with the chair while the ref was distracted. He scurries away quickly after seeing someone from the front row entering the ring. He tries to yell to Canyeta but it comes out as just sounds. Canyeta turns around and is greeted with a chairshot by this man.)

VA: "Who was that Tony!"

TR: "I don't know Vic, but he's running out. The refs calling for the bell and he's giving the match to Carlos Canyeta due to a DQ against Blazer."

VA: "Well...Canyeta's up and he most have thought it was Blazer that hit him with the chair because he's setting him up for "The Cutter..."

TR: "...and he hits it!"

(Canyeta then walks out of the ring and walks to the back, leaving Blazer laid out in the middle of the ring.)

TR: "Well, Canyeta's certainly made his impression here in FWF. He's not a man to be taken lightly. Let's cut to the next match...The CatPack taking on Bad Company..."

Announcer: "First...making their way to the ring now...The Catpack...Copycat and Blackcat!...and they are accompanied by Icekold!"

(Cue Up: "Come with me")

(The Catpack and Icekold make their way to the ring. Both members wear tights with their respective names on them. The also wear large cowboy hats and shout "Yee-haw" and make lasso gestures on their way down.)

Announcer: "And their opponents...Alan and Hank Thompson...Bad Company!"

(Cue Up: "Bad Company")

(Bad Company makes their way to the ring. Both wear black cowboy hats, a black vest, and a black glove. Alan wears his glove on the left and Hank wears his on the right.)

TR: "Well it looks like Hank and Blackcat will start things off. Blackcat and Hank lock up, and Blackcat trips up Hank. Blackcat tries to pin Hank but he gets shoved for the trouble. Hank grabs Blackcat and throws him to the corner. He follows..."

VA: "...and meets Blackcat's boot. Blackcat goes over to the dazed Hank Thompson, and hits him with a Russian leg sweep. Blackcat makes a tag to Copycat. Blackcat holds down Hank, while Copycat nails an elbow drop."

TR: "Copycat picks up up Hank and flings him to the ropes. Hank comes back and Copycat hits a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker on him. Copycat goes for a pin. 1...2...and Hank kicks out."

VA: "Copycat wisely tried to take advantage there Tony, but luckily for Bad Company, Hank kicked up. Now, Copycat makes a tag to Blackcat. Blackcat climbs the turnbuckle. While he's up there he makes a lassoing gesture and goes for an elbow drop on Hank."

TR: "But Hank moves! Hank Thompson up and is after the hurt Blackcat. He gives him a good shot the gut with his knee. He'll follow that with a fling to Bad Company's corner. He'll follow Blackcat. He's on the second turnbuckle. 1...2...3...4...5..."

VA: "6...7...8...9...10...Blackcat stumbles to the midring. Hank tags in Alan. Alan comes in and just slugs Blackcat a few times. Blackcat stumbles back to the corner of Bad Company. Alan throws him to the opposite corner and follows it with a clothesline. Blackcat is walkin' like a drunk."

TR: "Speaking of which...do we know where Jake is?"

VA: "I have no idea, Tony. Let's just consider it a blessing."

TR: "Okay...meanwhile, Alan moves to midring and bulldogs Blackcat to the mat. The crowd is loving this..."

VA: "It's very audible in here Tony. Alan is over to tag Hank. Hank is readying himself, and climbing to the top turnbuckle and at the same time Alan gets ready to hit Blackcat with a vertical suplex."

TR: "Alan's got Blackcat up. Wait! There's Icekold going after Hank. She shakes the turnbuckle and Hank racks himself. Copycat's over to help out."

VA: "Well, Alan saw the whole thing and is going after Copycat and Icekold."

TR: "He's climbing the ropes."

VA: "The SAME ropes that Hanks is barely hanging on to. He jumps..."

TR: "MISSLE DROP KICK ON COPYCAT!"

VA: "Icekold's thrown Copycat's hat down and she's in Alan's face. The ref jumps on this confrontation immediatly. Meanwhile, Copycat scrounges up the hat and pulls out a pair of brass knuckles."

TR: "He's throwing them to Blackcat in the ring. Black cat catches them and puts them on."

VA: "Hank Thompson's still stuck on the top rope and still fairly dazed. Blackcat's going after him and hits him with the brass knuckles."

TR: "Blackcat throws the knuckles back to Copycat. He climbs the ropes and locks on a suplex."

VA: "Copycat's trying to get the ref back into the ring. Blackcat, however, is trying to finish Bad Company off...he's got him...."

TR: "SUPERPLEX BY BLACKCAT!"

VA: "...covering...1...2...3....The CatPack cheats their way to victory!"

TR: "...and we'll be back after this commercial. Don't go away!"

(Fade to commercial promoting FWF merchandise.)

(We fade in to the back in the locker room, where the recently victorious Cat Pack is changing out of their wrestling gear. All of a sudden from their locker, they hear a voice.)

Voice (singing, from inside the locker): "Show me, show me, show me, how you do that trick..."

(The Cat Pack looks up at the lockers, and opens it gingerly. As soon as they do, DMC and Kearns, wearing gas masks, rag them in the face with chlrofoam, knocking them out.)

DMC: "Just like Heaven."

(Kearns pulls out a bag that reads "Goth Make-Up Kit." DMC pulls out a Cure T-Shirt, and one Bauhaus T-Shirt, and puts a shirt on both Copycat and BlackCat. Kearns puts black hair dye all over their face, and DMC starts putting on shoddy black lipstick. They briefly check for security and begin to exit.)

KK: "Oh man, let's roll...Siousxie and the Banshees need to rehearse before tonight's gig in The Cellar!"

VA: "What the heck was that all about?"

TR: "It looks like the New Breed is already up to there traditional ways. I guess they can't wait until the actual Pay Per View."

VA: "Well...let's cut to the ring for our next match..."

Announcer: "Making his way to the ring first...coming from the Bronx...and weighing 257 pounds...Max Punisher...."

(Cue Up: "Freeze Time" by 311)

(Max Punisher makes his way to the ring. He wears the usual baggy jean shorts and a white wifebeater.)

Announcer: "And his partner...coming in at 310 pounds...Hybrid...together they are The Lost Souls!"

(Hybrid walks to the ring in his normal clothing. He meets up with Max Punisher in the ring and they discuss strategy. Suddenly two people from the crowd run in and start beating on the two. One guys is wearing unbuttoned overalls and has a goatee; the other wears bondage pants, a BYW shirt, and snow boots.)

TR: "Well...it looks like this one is underway."

VA: "It'll be WhiteDust and Bernard of the BYW Brigade taking on the Lost Souls."

(The ref finally gets things straightened. WhiteDust starts off against Max Punisher.)

TR: "WhiteDust is off against Max Punisher. WhiteDust starts in with kicks on Punisher. He hits a few, but then Punisher runs through them and hits a clothesline. Punisher is on top of WhiteDust and pounds him with his fist. Punisher picks up WhiteDust and throws him to the ropes. WhiteDust bounces back...Neckbreaker by Max Punisher...he covers...1...and WhiteDust is up. WhiteDust locks up with Punisher. Punisher pushes in a knee on WhiteDust and then goes for a Russian Leg Sweep."

VA: "He hits it and now Max tags in Hybrid. They double team on WhiteDust and now Hybrid is taking him solo. Hybrid flinging WhiteDust to BYW's corner. Hybrid runs at him with an arm extended...."

TR: "...and WhiteDust gets up a foot. He makes a tag to Bernard. Bernard with a shoulder to the gut and Bernard follows the gut shoot with an outright eye gouge. The ref warns Bernard about it, but Bernard appears to care less. Bernard trips up Hybrid and then gives him an ol' fashion kickin'."

VA: "Bernard climbs to the top turnbuckle. He tries a diving head-butt...and misses. Hybrid's sitting, but still trying to shake the cobwebs. Both men are up but Hybrid gets in the first blow. Bernard is knocked back and Hybrid follows. Hybrid throws Bernard to the ropes and Bernard bounces back...."

TR: "Hybrid with a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker. Bernard's body hit Hybrid's knee hard. Hybrid covers...1...2...and Bernard barely kicks up. Hyrbrid up and again flings Bernard to the ropes...ANOTHER TILT-O-WHIRL! Again a cover...1...2...and again a close kick out by Bernard. Hybrid slams the mat with frustration. He picks up the Banjo Kid and throws him to the ropes again! This time on the rebound he catches him in a chokeslam. It looks like this yokel is goin' for the ride..."

VA: "Tony...look! It's Jobber and Robot Boy coming from the crowd. They start to attack Max Punisher on the outside. The refs is out trying to break this up..."

TR: "There's a roar by the crowd Vic...somethings happening...can you see what?"

VA: "It's the kids from the Psycho BYW Fed! What the #####!?"

TR: "Vic!"

VA: "Sorry Tony, but what are these kids doing? They've got light bulbs, barbed wire..."

TR: "Well, Jobber and Robot Boy are still pounding on Max Punisher on the outside...Hybrid just slammed Bernard to the canvas hard. He's going to help Max."

VA: "No he's not Tony...ow! One of the little kids just slammed Hybrid on the back with a metal pipe...."

TR: "There's another little one from the top with a light bulb in each hand...OH MY GOD! Hybrid is knocked senseless and is swaying to and fro...."

VA: "One of the little ones is dragging out Bernard. The other is laying down a sheet of barbed wire. WhiteDust makes a phantom tag and grabs Hybrid by the head. He runs up the turnbuckle and...BULLDOGS HYRBID ONTO THE BARBED WIRE! He pushes the barbed wire out as the little kid picks it up and runs to join the other little one and Bernard. Meanwhile Jobber and Robot Boy have told the ref to get in the ring and count. WhiteDust with the cover...1...2...3...and the BYW Brigade picks up a win with help form Jobber and those two little kids from the Psycho BYW Fed...What the hell!?"

TR: "I'm afraid I can't add any insight to that one, Vic. All I know is that the BYW Brigade pick up a strange win and we'll be back with Scott Allen versus Suicide King."

(Fade to a commercial promoting the FWF's next house shows and BattleGround dates.)

Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen...before I announce the two participants of the next match, I've been told to announce that this WILL BE a "Falls Counts Anywhere" match. The first participant...hailing from Osaka, Japan...coming in at 261 pounds....Suicide King!"

(Cue Up: "Never Ending You Line" by Nora)

(Suicide King comes through the curtain, fairly calm and collected. He heads for the ring, but then has a change of heart and perches himself up fairly near the enterance way.)

VA: "What is Suicide King doing?"

Announcer: "And...his opponent...from South Philadelphia...weighing in at 265 pounds..."The Pain Event"...Scott Allen!

(Cue Up: "Sweet Dreams" by Marilyn Manson)

(Scott Allen begins to walk through the curtain. As soon as Scott Allen comes through, he's meet with a Suicide Dive by Suicide King.)

VA: "SUICIDE DIVE BY SUICIDE KING!"

TR: "Victor, I have a feeling this is gonna be a hell of a match!"

VA: "Tony, I don't think there's any doubt. These two men are willing to do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to give these fans there money's worth."

TR: "Well, Suicide King's got Scott Allen to his feet at begins with the punching. Scott Allen though, after shaking things off is firing back."

VA: "Suicide King now with a knee to the groin and Suicide King hits Scott Allen with a standing dropkick. Scott Allen is stumbling...and Suicide King charges after him. They both fall off the entrance platform! Scott Allen crashes through a table and Suicide King lands on top of him!"

TR: "Allen is down still. Suicide King sets up another table. Allen tries to mount some offense but Suicide King kicks him in the gut and nails him with a DDT onto the concrete. Suicide King rushes up the ramp and onto the entrance platform. He waits for Scott Allen to stumbe over that way. He takes a running start...OH GOD! Scott Allen quickly picked up a chair and nailed the knees and legs of Suicide King as he flew at him! Suicide King crashes into the table belly first!"

VA: "Scott Allen grabs Suicide King and drags him up the ramp. He continues to kick him occasionally...they're going to the back!"

(Camera cuts to backstage)

TR: "Scott Allen is throwing Suicide King into every wall back there!"

VA: "Suicide King is starting to show signs of blood here, but that in NO WAY means that he's anywhere close to done. Scott Allen with a standing jump kick. Suicide King stumbles into a rack of folding chairs and slides down it. Allen is rushing after him."

TR: "AND SCOTT ALLEN IS BLINDSIDED....Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill blindside spears Scott Allen onto a table! Suicide King is up. He grabs one of the many folding chairs and sets it up. He runs, jumps, and takes both Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill through the table as Scott Allen rolls out of the way."

VA: "O'Neill is out on that table, meanwhile Scott Allen hits Suicide King with a running forearm. Allen pushes the chair on Suicide King and does a running elbow drop. He covers...1...2...no...Suicide King kicks out! Both men up..staggering, but up. They trade punches. Scott Allen with a whip into the folding chair rack. Suicide King stumbles back...DROP KICK BY SCOTT ALLEN! Covering...1...2..no...again, kick out by Suicide King."

TR: "Suicide King shoulders Allen's knee. Allen grabs it and steps back Suicide King grabs his arm, pulls him Allen toward him and knees him. He straps and executes a gut-wrench onto the chair. He covers. 1...2...and Scott Allen is up. Suicide King drags Allen farther backstage. Suicide King stops at an unmarked dressing room. He pushes Allen up against it. He punches him a few time and Allen tries to stand by holding the handle. Suicide King runs toward a chair...jumps on it and right back off AND HITS SCOTT ALLEN! The door cracks and then someone opens it...IT'S HACKER along with MISSY FORTUNE AND DATA. Hacker hands a chair to Suicide King and they both beat Scott Allen senseless. Hacker hands Suicide King a small bottle and a brown, paper sack."

VA: "What's in that sack, Tony?"

TR: "I couldn't tell Vic, but I have a feeling we'll find out."

VA: "Suicide King is dragging Scott Allen by the hair all the back to the entrance ramp. This is brutual!"

TR: "VERY BRUTUAL!"

VA: "Suicide King's dragging him down the ramp and finally to the ring. This is a "Fall's Count Anywhere" Match folks, so Suicide King nor Scott Allen has to pin the other in the ring."

TR: "Well it looks like we're going to see some table action Vic..."

VA: "Suicide King drags out two tables. He takes Scott Allen and throws him in the ring. He grabs a chair and enters himself. Allen tries to get to his feet but is greeted with a chair. Suicide King covers. 1...2...3..NO..NO...SCOTT ALLEN KICKED OUT! GOD...HOW DID HE!?!?!"

TR: "Suicide King and everyone in this arena are asking that too. Suicide King wastes no time. He's on the outside sliding the tables in, while Scott Allen, bloody and battered, is lying in the middle of the ring. Suicide King is setting a table over by the far turnbuckle. Now he's setting one about midring. He's got Scott Allen up and whips him into the table in the far corner. Allen grabs his back and falls forward. Suicide King places him on the table and leaves for the opposite corner. What the hell is he going to do!?"

VA: "He climbs to the turnbuckle...OH GOD! IS THIS GUY INSANE! He gets what runnng start he can and jumps to the table at midring, THEN JUMPS AND LANDS A GUILLOTINE LEG DROP ON SCOTT ALLEN! ALLEN HAS TO BE OUT COLD!"

TR: "Suicide King with a cover...1...2...3...NO, NO, NO! SCOTT ALLEN KICKS OUT AGAIN! THE CROWD IS GOING WILD!"

VA: "Suicide King slams the mat hard...and retreats to the outside. ANOTHER TABLE!"

TR: "He's setting this one up on the outside.

VA: "And Tony, he landed on that table in midring with such an impact that it started to crack...."

TR: "Now he's pulling out that bottle and pouring it on the table. He reaches for the match and..."

VA (interrupting): "TONY THAT'S ALCOHOL!"

TR: "...LIGHTS THE TABLE ON FIRE!"

VA: "HOLY #####! Scott Allen is not only up but he's flying from the top turnbuckle with chair in hand. HE SLAMS IT ON THE HEAD OF SUICIDE KING!"

TR: "Lucky for Suicide King he was a bit away from that table else he'd be a bit toasty now. Scott Allen covers...1...2...NO! SUICIDE KING'S UP!"

VA: "Scott Allen blantly punches Suicide King to the concrete. He picks him up and tosses him on the ring. CHAIRSHOT BY SCOTT ALLEN! Allen goes the outside. If keep getting tables we'll be all out!"

TR: "Scott Allen can't find one! He goes over and gives Suicide King a good stompin' and then pulls the cracked table toward one of the turnbuckles. He grabs the scraps of the other table and lays tem criss-cross of the cracked table!"

VA: "Tony don't forget that we've still got a burning table just on the outside of them."

TR: "Oh, I haven't Vic...Scott Allen smashes the chair into Suicide King's gut and places it on top of him. Allen going to the top...LEG DROP ON THE CHAIR AND SUICIDE KING THROUGH BOTH TABLES! Scott Allen doesn't go for the cover instead he's got Suicide King on his back. He climbs to the second rope and stands Suicide King on the top. He carefully stands on the top and THROWS SUICIDE KING ON THE BURNING TABLE! NOW, HE'S GOING FOR AN ELBOW SMASH...ELBOW SMASH THROUGH THE BURNING TABLE! BOTH MEN ON FIRE! SCOTT ALLEN ROLLS HIMSELF AND SUICIDE KING OUT TO A CORNER ON THE OUTSIDE!"

VA: "THERE IT IS...ULTRAVIOLENCE ON SUICIDE KING...the ref is over...arm's down...arm's down...and the third...falls...SCOTT ALLEN BEATS SUICIDE KING! WHAT A HELL OF A MATCH!"

TR: "You're not kidding Vic! Folks...we've got to cut to one last commercial but when we come back, the main event of this pre-show...RICKY KABE VERSUS BEAU MICHAELS! DON'T GO AWAY!"

(Fade to the final commercial promoting the PPV ordering.)

TR: "What a match!" VA: "Oh was it ever Tony. A hard fought battle with Scott Allen barely pulling it off at the end."

TR: "Well, we're gonna cut back and see if we can get any words with Scott Allen before we go to our pre-show main event."

(The camera cuts to the back. We see Scott Allen, bloody and limping to his locker. He walks staggering while holding his head. As he's walking, Rusti Spears rushes by and brushes him. Second later, we see Allen hit someone...more specifically, hitting Maxwell Houz's beverage and splashing it all over. Maxwell becomes irate. He picks up Scott Allen and chokeslams him to the ground. Houz leaves and hurridly continues after Rusti.)

Announcer: "Ladies and Gentlemen...it's time for the pre-show Main Event...introducing first...from Sacramento, California and weighing 231 pounds...he is..."Extremely BiSexual"...Beau Michaels!"

(Cue Up: "I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred)

(Beau Michaels makes his way down the aisle. He makes several sexual gestures all the way down. He wears his normal attire. As he enters the ring, he "teasingly" licks and bites the middle rope.)

Announcer: "And his opponent...weighing in at 265 pounds...coming from Champaign, Illinois...Ricky Kabe!"

(Cue Up: "Counterfeit" by Limp Bizkit)

(Kabe throws back the curtain and arrogantly walks down to the ring. Suddenly Rusti Spears comes running out and walks with him like she's his valet. Kabe starts to go along with it, but then abruptly stops, turns her toward him, and tells he to "get her skank ass along with her fake boobs back to the back with that Starbucks cravin' freak." He's then greeted with more boos than ghostly whorehouse orgy as he continues to the ring. He flips the whole crowd off and then flips of Beau Michaels. Michaels just grabs his groin and whispers "Promise?")

TR: "Well...that was interesting..."

VA: "Yes..."

(SFX: Bell)

TR: "Anyways folks, that's the bell and let's get this one underway."

VA: "Michaels and Kabe meet midring. Kabe goes for a lock-up and Michaels grabs Kabe's crotch. Kabe smacks away Beau's hand and tries to kick the flailing Michaels. Michaels runs after Kabe and tackles him with a Lou Thesz Press. Michaels gets in about two or three punches before Kabe pushes him back."

TR: "Again both meet midring. This time they do lock-up and Kabe gets in a knee. He follows with a DDT and goes for a quick cover. 1...and Michaels is up. Kabe continues the offensive with a few kicks."

VA: "Michaels bats away the last kick and moves back to a neutral corner. Kabe follows. Michaels catches Kabe off guard and kicks him in the midsection. Michaels pushes Kabe into the corner and stands on the first rope. He pounds into Kabe's face. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...and Kabe pushes Michaels back."

TR: "Michaels lands on his feet and grabs the staggering Kabe. He flings him to the opposite corner. Beau follows and nails a clothesline. He pushes Kabe back against the turnbuckles with his forefinger, teasingly running it down to his belly-button. He again stands on the first rope and makes some sexual gestures, further degrading Kabe. 1...2...3...4...5...and Kabe pushes him away."

VA: "I think Michaels lost some valuable time teasing Kabe."

TR: "That he did, Vic. Kabe's still a bit shook up. He's trying to gather himself."

VA: "Beau Michaels knees Kabe in the stomach and Kabe grabs his stomach in pain. Michael's whips Kabe to the other corner...but Kabe counters with an Irish Whip. Kabe charges him and Michaels back hits hard. Kabe running...he jumps on the first rope and grabs Michaels' head...BULLDOG BY KABE..."

TR: "Kabe goes for a cover. 1...2...and Michaels kicks out. Kabe pushes Beau to the corner. Concealed by Kabe, Beau gets in a low-blow-knee. Kabe grabs his groin in pain. Michaels climbs to the top...MISSILE DROP KICK! Michaels scrounges for a cover. 1...2...and Kabe kicks out. Michaels picks up Kabe and flings him to the ropes. Michaels runs to the other ropes and meets up with Kabe midring on both of their rebounds...SWINGING NECKBREAKER BY MICHAELS! He grabs Kabe by the head and yanks him up. He bends Kabe over and straps on a Powerbomb. He smacks Kabe's ah..."

VA (coughing): "(cough)...pre-show...(cough)"

TR: "...smacks Kabe's rear."

VA: "Kabe gets some strength and lifts up Michaels. BACK BODY DROP!"

TR: "Kabe picks up Michaels and him with a vertical suplex. Kabe throws Michaels to the ropes. NO...he whipped Michaels back into his knee. Michaels is doubled over. Kabe moves over quickly..."

VA: "COUNTERFEITER!"

TR: "Kabe covers...1...2...3...and Ricky Kabe has just beat Beau Michaels."

VA: "I don't think he's done though Tony."

(Kabe stands over Beau and spits in his face. Kabe thinks that Michaels is out until Michaels groans and licks his lips. Kabe's greeted with yet another ass grab. He kicks Beau's arm and rolls out of the ring. He flips off Beau and then flips off the crowd on the way back, while feeling his ass as if he'd just been violated.)

(Jake Shades hurridly runs to the announcers table. He acts as if he's just a little late.)

TR: "Well...it's about time."

JS: "Did I miss anything?"

VA: "Only the WHOLE pre-show!"

JS: "Well...excuuuusssssseeeee me, Victoria, but if I hadn't had car troubles I would have been here."

VA: "Forget gas again, Jake?"

(Tony and Vic both laugh.)

JS: "No, Mr. Smarta..."

TR: "Pre-show Jake, pre-show..."

JS: "Mr. Smart...face. Someone demolished my car."

TR: "Well..."

JS (interrupting): "You know...I bet it was that dirty Michael Kerrigan. I saw him eyeballin' it the other day. He's a real piece of...umm...trash. Is he here tonight? I'm gonna have words with him..."

(On cue the lights dim and the crowd pops as someone walks to the enterance ramp. Shades looks worried. When the lights come on we see who was coming down the ramp.)

TR: "It's Michael Kerrigan! Jake..."

(Before Tony gets anymore out Jake runs down the aisle. Kerrigan gives chase and catches him about halfway. Meanwhile someone else is down by the enterance.)

VA: "Tony...look who's at the enterance ramp!"

TR: "That isn't..."

VA: "Yep...It's YOSHIDA!"

TR: "He's setting up a table..."

VA: "..and Kerrigan's laying Jake on that table. Kerrigan climbs to the second balcony..."

TR: "SHOOTING STAR PRESS ON JAKE SHADES BY KERRIGAN!"

VA: "OUCH!"

TR: "Double-Ouch! Fans, on that note, Yoshida and Kerrigan walk back to the lockers and we're going to a brief break and then we'll head straight into TOTAL CONQUEST 2000!"

(Fade to a commercial highlighting all the matches on Total Conquest 2000.)

(OORP: The following segment was originally written in a much more detailed, and longer format, however, while nearly 90% completed, I experienced computer problems and lost EVERYTHING! I therefore had to bite the bullet and re-write my ENTIRE segment over, from scratch. Needless to say, for reasons I'd rather not get into right now, my segment was RE-WRITTEN in a much "shorter", "less detailed" format. I apologize for the "brief" manner in which this segment was written. -- Joe LeBron.)

(FADE IN: to the roar of the fans..... FADE IN: to the double ring steel cage suspended high above the double rings below, an east and west one..... Cameras zoom in as they begin spanning across the arena..... A man proudly displays a sign stating...."Minion Is God!". Further down that same isle a few fans sport Wickamania head pieces. As the camera pans further down we see a huge banner which reads "Black Sage RULZ!".... underneath that is yet another banner which reads "The New Breed is the Future of the FWF!" ...... CUT TO: the FWF broadcast booth where the Triple Threat team of Tony Ross, Victor Alvarez and Jake Shades stand by....)

TONY ROSS: HELLO EVERYONE AND WELCOME TO TOTAL CONQUEST 2000 AT THE FLEET CENTER HERE IN BEAUTIFUL DOWNTOWN BOSTON! I'M TONY ROSS HERE WITH VICTOR ALVAREZ AND OF COURSE JAKE SHADES!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony it's absolute pandemonium here tonight! People are still buzzing about the out of control events at Pittsburgh as well as the Awards Banquet on the cruise ship where our very own Jake made it two for two for his second beat down! And now earlier at the preshow, he made the hat trick!? Feeling any better from that latest beating just a few minutes ago Jake?

JAKE SHADES: Bite me Victoria!

TONY ROSS: We've already seen the debut of the FWF's newest acquisition, World Class Wrestler Carlos Canyeta as he defeated Blazer. BYW also made their debut here earlier against the Lost Souls as well as the return of "Extremely Bi-Sexual" Beau Michaels!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, there seems to be something going on backstage, let's cut to Otis Sawyer and see what's going on....

(Cameras cut to backstage where we see two small kids speaking to Jobber......)

6 YEAR OLD: Thanks for bailing us out of jail. That's the third time we've gotten caught...

5 YEAR OLD: Damn Wicker, Stooging us off.

JOBBER: Well, you still have to live up to your end of the bargain.

5 YEAR OLD: But my liver... I feel like I am having a hernia...

JOBBER: Hey, it ain't my fault you let Poole stab you with that knife. Now just remember to run down when I give the signal, or did Poole drop you head first onto a chair so many times you won't be able to remember?

(Cameras suddenly fades out as Jobber notices Otis Sawyer and steps toward him....)

VICTOR ALVAREZ: What was THAT all about?

TONY ROSS: I have absolutely no idea but I'm sure we'll get more on that later on. Right now lets send the action to Paul Kramer as we begin with the first round of the National Title Elimination Tournament...

(Cameras cutto: the east ring and Paul Kramer.....)

PAUL KRAMER: LAAAAAADIEEEES AND GENTLEEEEEMEEEEN! The following 7 matches are randomly paired and are single elimination matches for a title shot at the National Title! First from Anchorage Alaske, weighing 200 pounds...

(CUE UP: It's The End Of The World by REM.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's JD BAAAADLUUUUUCK!!

(Fans pop loudly as JD Badluck appears at the ramp and makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands along the way.....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from the Suburban Jungle, weighing 275 pounds......

(CUE UP: Coffee Mug by the Descendents....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's MAXWELL HOOOOUUUUZZ!!

(Fans boo loudly as Maxwell Houz appears, examining one of the holes of his torn cordouroy jeans as he takes a sip of his coffee.... he makes his way down the aisle, then just before entering the ring he spews coffee all over the crowd.....)

TONY ROSS: THAT'S DISPICABLE!

JAKE SHADES: Actually, I think it was rather appropriate!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: You would...... Houz has his back turned as he continues to taunt the fans and ...... Badluck just nailed him with a dropkick sending him hard into the turnbuckle!! Houz turns and staggers forward a bit.... ARM DRAG TAKE DOWN BY BADLUCK!!

JAKE SHADES: Ya know, if that ref had any brains whatsoever he'd DQ Badluck for attacking Houz with his back turned!

TONY ROSS: More of the Shades logic huh? Badluck approaches Houz.... elbow to the stomach by Houz doubles Badluck over! Houz to his feet.... knee lift sends Badluck flying to the mat! Houz pulls him back up.... BADLUCK WITH A PUNCH TO THE MIDSECTION BACKS HOUZ UP A BIT! AND ANOTHER.... AND ANOTHER!! Houz staggers back.... BADLUCK MISSES WITH A CLOTHESLINE! ROLLUP PIN BY HOUZ! 1.... 2... KICKOUT BY BADLUCK!

JAKE SHADES: That damn ref! He took too long to start counting!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz seems to agree as he starts arguing with the ref.... Houz turns... SMALL PACKAGE BY BADLUCK! 1...2... KICKOUT BY HOUZ!

JAKE SHADES: That damn ref! He counted TOO fast!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: (gives Shades a ridiculous look...) Houz quickly to his feet..... Badluck with a dropkick.... NOBODY HOME! Houz backed off at the last minute! Elbow drop to the back of Badluck's head! Badluck to his knees.... Houz with a kick to the ribs sends him back to the mat!

JAKE SHADES: Ya see, that fast count done gone and made Maxy mad! If I were Badluck I'd kick the ref's ass!

TONY ROSS: Badluck in serious trouble now as he uses the ropes to help get back on his feet..... Houz whips him into the ropes..... SPEAR BY HOUZ.... BADLUCK ROLLS WITH IT AND TURNS AND.... DDT BY BADLUCK!!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: INCREDIBLE REVERSAL BY BADLUCK! HE TIMED IT JUST RIGHT! Badluck goes to the top rope..... he's waiting on Houz.... Houz to his feet.... he turns... FLYING BODY PRESS BY BADLUCK.... HOUZ CATCHES HIM AND IN THE SAME MOTION POWERSLAMS HIM! HE COVERS! ONE.... TWO... THR-- KICKOUT!

TONY ROSS: No! The referee is signaling for the bell.... Badluck apparently didn't kick out in time! He's awarding the match to Houz! Houz will move on to the next round in the tournament!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: That was an awfully close call there..... it coulda gone either way....

JAKE SHADES: Oh please! You're ALWAYS questioning the ref's decisions and I for one am sick of hearing you whine about it!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: ME?? WHY OF ALL THE GALL!

TONY ROSS: Don't bother Victor, it's not worth it. So Maxwell Houz moves on to the next round of the National Title tourney, who his opponent will be still remains to be seen.... right now let's send the action back to Paul Kramer as he's ready to announce the next match up for the National Title Tourney.....

(Cameras cutto: Paul Kramer at the center of the east ring.....)

PAUL KRAMER: Our next National Title shot match up involves first, from right here in Boston, weighing 226 pounds.....

(CUE UP: Roadhouse Blues by the Doors....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's THE DEALER, MIKE LEEEEEWIIIIS!

(The fans cheer loudly as they welcome their home town hero... Mike Lewis appears on the ramp, not acknowledging anyone, as he makes his way straight to the ring.....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from No Sun City, weighing 296 pounds....

(CUE UP: Warsaw by Joy Division.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's BLAAAACK SAAAAAGE!!

(Black Sage is greeted with a mixture of boos and cheers as he appears at the foot of the entrance ramp wearing a black New Breed t-shirt. The front reads in large print "The New Breed" in white over "F.D.I.C. Insured" in smaller white print. He then turns and thumbs the back which reads "4.20% A.P.R. Financing" in large, green print over "Total Conquest 2000, The Fleet Center, Boston, MA" in smaller, white print. He then makes his way down the aisle toward the ring.....)

VICTOR ALVAREZ: The Dealer has certainly had the tough competition early in the FWF, he debuted successfully against that MONSTER The Tank O'Neil, who we saw defeating Hacker earlier on, and now he's up against yet another monster in Black Sage!

TONY ROSS: The exception being of course that Black Sage is MUCH more experienced wrestler than Tank is and therefore more deadly.

JAKE SHADES: What the hell are you all babbling about? Just say what you mean! Black Sage is gonna DESTROY the Dealer and ANYONE else who gets in his way!

TONY ROSS: A very distinct possibility Jake, The Dealer is trying to keep Sage at bay.... Sage corners him... Sage lunges... the Dealer ducks and rolls free!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: This Dealer guy is pretty quick for a man of his size!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, too bad it won't save his ugly mug....

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage showing some speed of his own now as he charges out of the corner.... Lewis with an armdrag takedown into an armbar! Sage quickly forces his way to his feet.... Lewis with a few elbows across Sage's shoulder sends him back down to one knee! SAGE SUDDENLY SCOOPS HIM UP..... BACK BREAKER BY SAGE!!

JAKE SHADES: Oh YEAH!! Helluva move baby! HELLUVA MOVE!!

TONY ROSS: The Dealer Mike Lewis in obvious pain now as he clutches his back.... Sage isn't giving him any room to breath however as he pulls him right back up and... HE'S GOT LEWIS TRAPPED IN A SPINNING TORTURE RACK!! HE TOPS IT OFF WITH A FLAPJACK! OH! HE REALLY PLANTED LEWIS WITH THAT MOVE!

JAKE SHADES: You guys better call the medics cause I think we're gonna have a corpse pretty soon.....

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Lewis is barely moving, I think he may really be injured! He's clutching at his ribs Tony... he's coughing up blood! He may have cracked a rib and punctured a lung!

JAKE SHADES: I sincerely HOPE so!

TONY ROSS: The Dealer rolls outta the ring and into the adjoining west ring as he tries to regroup.... Sage follows him into the west ring though and comes hard with an overhead axhandle chop! Lewis sidesteps and knees Sage in the belly! And he kicks at Sage's leg now!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: He's doing the right thing Tony, he sees that he can't get away from Sage so he's attempting to slow him down by taking out his wheels! Lewis kicks again at Sage's leg... AND SAGE SHRUGS IT OFF! LOOK AT THE EXPRESSION ON SAGE'S FACE?! He looks like a man possessed! The Dealer goes for the low blow but Sage blocks it! Sage whips him into the ropes.... misses with a lariot as Lewis baseball slides underneath him... he quickly gets to his feet, still holding his side and jumps on Sage's back! He's got the sleeper hold on Sage!

JAKE SHADES: That's no sleeper hold! That's a CHOKEHOLD! C'mon Ref!

TONY ROSS: The ref is in front of Sage now asking him if he wants to submit.... and SAGE with a LOW BLOW BACK KICK BREAKS THE HOLD! The Dealer is in a world of pain now as crumples to the mat clutching at his privates!

JAKE SHADES: That's what happens to cheaters! He deserved that! Serves him right for trying to do it to Sage!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage scoops him.... HE'S GORRILLA PRESSING LEWIS AND PARADING HIM AROUND.... AND HE TOSSES HIM FACE FIRST INTO THE TURNBUCKLE! That was Sage's set up move, the Scorn Death Drop! Which can only mean....

JAKE SHADES: YOU BET YER ASS IT DOES! IT MEANS THAT IT'S TIME FOR THE BLACK PLAGUE!

TONY ROSS: You're both right! Sage grabs Lewis, goes to the second turnbuckle.... DOMINATOR FROM THE SECOND ROPE! Sage with a very non chalant cover.... 1... 2.... 3!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: I think they coulda counted to 20 and Lewis still wouldn't have gotten up Tony. Lewis looks to be injured bad as he rolls over and continues to cough up blood! Could be that he never fully recovered from that intense battle against Tank O'Neil at Pittsburgh.... (interrupted)

JAKE SHADES: Or it could be that SAGE is just THE MAN!

TONY ROSS: Both valid views but at this point it doesn't really matter as Black Sage will go on to the next round of the National Title Shot tourney and Mike Lewis looks like he'll be spending the next few nights in the hospital as the EMTs help him outta of the ring.

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Tony, look at that man near the EMTs sitting with the fans.... I'm surprised I hadn't noticed him before... do you know who that is?

JAKE SHADES: Looks like a kid selling refreshements.

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Not him you idiot! They guy he's selling to! That's Chris Horowitz, the IWF President! Let's see if we can get Wilson Hazard to find out why he's here.....

JAKE SHADES: Who?! President of what?!

(Cameras cut to Wilson Hazard who is already at the scene....)

WILSON HAZARD: Excuse me sir, but aren't you Chris Horowitz the IWF Pres?

CHRIS HOROWITZ: That I am. Well, it seems the FWF is too full of it's own politcal bull(bleep) to attempt to put on a decent Pay Per View. And people spent 30 bucks on this? What else could you expect from a federation that is too scared of it's censors to let anything the least bit controversial on their event? Look at this, Beau Michaels is stuck in the preshow! But of course the FWF is all about boundaries, and holding people down. Any league that isn't with them, is the enemy... Huh Joey? Or is it that a league that would run a MasturbatingLenny match is just too much of a risk to help get to the next level. You sure wouldn't want to lose your sweet deal with Fox Sports Net. They sure love me there, not resigning my league to a deal with my network just cuz we killed a few guys on our PPV. But I guess LeBron thinks he's been a good Samaritan sending me big stars like that Canadian goof Jean Rabesque, or some furry freak Golem. LeBron, you better stop sending your garbage to the IWF, because I finally found a trash man. But of course, LeBron's reign of terror over wrestling ends tonight when Abel Wicks makes Mr. Wicko the new president of this outdated Federation.

WILSON HAZARD: Wow! Those are some serious words you're laying on us Mr. Horowitz. Wha...(interrupted)

CHRIS HOROWITZ: I've said everything that I plan on saying here tonight. Now begone so I can watch the rest of this travesty the FWF refers to as entertainment!

(Cameras cut back to the broadcast booth.....)

JAKE SHADES: Finally! Someone finally confirms what I've been stating all along! LeBron could learn a lot from this Horowitz fella!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Not likely..... LeBron and Malec have built the FWF into the #1 wrestling federation in the world to date so they have nothing to prove to anyone! And if any FWF wrestlers are indeed wrestling in the IWF then I seriously doubt that they do so at LeBron's behest.

JAKE SHADES: I agree! After all LeBron only thinks of himself! Those guys are probably wrestling in the IWF because LeBron pays them PEANUTS!

TONY ROSS: Well, we can speculate all night about WHY some of the FWF wrestlers are moonlighting with the IWF but it'll have to wait as I see Paul Kramer is ready to announce the next matchup.....

(CUTTO: Paul Kramer standing in the east ring....)

PAUL KRAMER: For our next matchup, first we have, from Memphis TN, weighing 210 pounds....

(CUE UP: One Vision by Queen......)

PAUL KRAMER: He's ALISTER HAAAAAYZE!!

(The crowd reacts with a mixed reaction as Hayze appears at the ramp and makes his way to the ring......)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from North Stamford CT, weighing 224 pounds....

(CUE UP: Sequence Erase by the Aquabats.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's accompanied by John Verbeque, he's the JOBBER!!

(Fans begin booing loudly as The Jobber races down the aisle toward the ring....)

TONY ROSS: And they waste absolutely no time as they lay into each other! Look at them go! They're slugging it out in the middle of the ring!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Jobber misses with a wild right.... Hayze staggers Jobber with a blow to the side of the head! He stumbles back and falls against the ropes! Hayze is relentless as he moves in..... side headlock by Hayze..... JOBBER WITH A BACK SUPLEX BREAKS THE HOLD!

JAKE SHADES: Damn! Isn't this match over yet?

TONY ROSS: Hayze right back up to his feet..... arm drag take down by Hayze sends Jobber flying across the ring! Jobber gets up.... LARIOT SENDS HIM RIGHT BACK DOWN! Hayze is starting to take control of the match now.... Jobber is a little dazed now as he backs off into the corner.....

VICTOR ALVAREZ: John Verbeque just jumped up on the apron yelling and screaming! The ref is ordering him to get down.....

TONY ROSS: What's Jobber doing? He looks like he's signaling for someone..... HE IS! LOOK! Those same two little kids Jobber was talking to earlier are running down the aisle to the ring!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: THOSE ARE THE BYW KIDS! NOW WE SEE WHAT HE MEANT EARLIER ON! LOOK! ONE OF THEM HAS SOME BARB WIRE AND THE OTHER HAS WHAT LOOKS LIKE A LIGHT BULB!?!

JAKE SHADES: YEAH! NOW IT'S GETTING INTERESTING!

TONY ROSS: They're taking full advantage off Verbeque's distraction of the ref and slide under the ring.... one of them tosses the barbed wire on the mat and.... WHAT THE HELL IS HE TRYING TO DO!?

VICTOR ALVAREZ: HE'S TRYING TO BODY SLAM HAYZE! THIS IS INSANE! A 5 YEAR OLD TRYING TO BODY SLAM AN ADULT!

JAKE SHADES: HAHHAHAHHAHAHAAA!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Hayze didn't even get a chance to react as the kid suddenly let go and doubles over in pain! I think he hurt himself! He may have gotten a hernia or something!

JAKE SHADES: HAHAHAAAAAA! This is GREAT!

TONY ROSS: That kid falls right on the barbed wire! Hayze looks at him and doesn't know what to do..... and here comes the other one! He's trying to strike Hayze with that light bulb!

JAKE SHADES: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Jobber gets up and runs to them..... he rolls the injured kid off the barbed wire and outta the ring just as Hayze pushes the other kid off him and out of the ring...... Hayze turns.... DDT BY JOBBER! HAYZE IS STUNNED! JOBBER ROLLS HIM UP ON TOP OF THE BARBED WIRE AND STARTS YELLING FOR THE REF!

TONY ROSS: Verbeque sees what's going on and jumps off the apron..... the ref turns, sees the cover and rushes over..... 1.....2.....3! JOBBER HAS DONE IT! He's stolen a win here from right under the referee's nose!

JAKE SHADES: Ya see what I mean about these refs? THEY SUCK! How in the world could a ref NOT realize what the hell was going on?

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Quite easily when you're being purposely distracted you idiot!

JAKE SHADES: It's called doing what ya gotta do to win!

TONY ROSS: Call it what you will, a well laid out plan, or just simply call it cheating, the fact of the matter is that Jobber, tainted victory or not, will go on to the next round of the National Title shot tourney! And speaking of the tourney, it's non stop action here tonight as it looks like we're about ready for the next match up.

(Cutto: the east ring......)

PAUL KRAMER: For our final 1st round match up, first we have, from Miami FL, weighing 265 pounds...

(CUE UP: Dangerous by Bust Rhymes.......)

PAUL KRAMER: He's CONFLIIIIICT!

(The fans react with a mixture of cheers and jeers as Conflict shows himself at the ramp and makes his way down the aisle toward the ring....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from Seattle WA, weighing 220 pounds....

(CUE UP: Hands of Death by Rob Zombie & Alice Cooper.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's the current Extreme Ring Holder, He's accompanied by his manager Daisy..... He's ASYYYYLUUUUM!!

(Asylum is greeted with a mixed reaction as he and Daisy make their way down to the ring....)

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Conflict has been coming into his own as of late but he's definitely going to have his hands full with Asylum here tonight. JAKE SHADES: Hell EVERYONE has their hands full with that NUT!

TONY ROSS: They glare at each other at center ring.... Conflict with the finger pointing now.... and Asylum grabs a hold of his finger and bends it back! Conflict drops to his knees in pain..... monkey flip by Conflict!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Asylum right back to his feet... Conflict up also.... they charge each other like two rams! Conflict with a drop toe hold takes Asylum down.... he jumps on Asylum's back and start punching him on the back of the head!

TONY ROSS: Conflict seems to be really focused here.... Asylum gets to his knees with Conflict still on his back.... AND HE BACKS HIMSELF INTO THE CORNER CRUSHING CONFLICT! Asylum with a sweeping savate kick stuns Conflict! Asylum climbs the 2nd rope and starts nailing him a right hand..... ONCE.... TWICE.... THREE TIMES.... FOUR TIMES!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Conflict lifts Asylum up.... ATOMIC DROP!! Asylum is hopping around the ring in pain! Conflict with a chop across the throat staggers Asylum! Conflict follows that up with running bulldog! Asylum on the mat trying to get to his knees.... Conflict goes to the top rope... HE LEAPS OFF... ASYLUM LEAPS TO HIS FEET.... POWERSLAM BY ASYLUM!

JAKE SHADES: Looks like that NUT was playing possum!

TONY ROSS: Asylum with the cover.... 1....2.... KICKOUT by Conflict! Asylum pulls Conflict to his feet.... sets him up for a suplex.... SMALL PACKAGE BY CONFLICT! 1.... 2... KICKOUT! Conflict follows it up with a hammer lock.... Asylum whips him into the ropes..... Conflict with a shoulder block sends him back down to the mat..... Conflict off the ropes again... Asylum telegraphing the backbody drop and Conflict hooks the arms.... DOUBLE ARM DDT!

JAKE SHADES: Ow that had to hurt!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Conflict with the cover.... 1.... 2... KICKOUT! Conflict pulls Asylum up... he whips him hard into the corner! Asylum slumps to the bottom rope.... Conflict rushes in... HEAD BUTTS ASYLUM IN THE BELLY! Asylum in trouble now.... Conflict sets Asylum on the top turnbuckle.... he climbs up..... he's setting Asylum up for a superplex..... he's almost got it hooked.... HE LEAPS OFF.... TORNADO DDT BY ASYLUM! Conflict looks to be out.... Asylum covers... 1....2... 3!! ASYLUM DID IT! Asylum came back and pulled it out!

JAKE SHADES: Like I say, ya need a nut to beat a nut... Conflict needs to get a little more crazy.

TONY ROSS: That was an incredible move by Asylum to capture the win. So Asylum will go on to the next round of the National Title Shot tourney!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Asylum seems to thrive on pain Tony, he's definitely going to be a hard man to beat.

TONY ROSS: Well, so are the others, the next round will feature Jobber, Black Sage, Maxwell Houz and of course, now Asylum. Let's send the action back to Paul Kramer as he looks to be ready to start the semi-final round of the National Title Tourney....

(Cameras cutto the east ring and Paul Kramer.....)

PAUL KRAMER: It's now time for the semi finals of the National Title shot tourney, for our first match we have, out of The Suburban Jungle, weighing 275 pounds.....

(CUE UP: Coffee Mug by the Descendents....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's MAXWELL HOUZ!!!

(Fans react with a chorus of boos and jeers as Maxwell Houz makes his way down the aisle toward the ring.....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent, from No Sun City, weighing 296 pounds....

(CUE UP: Warsaw by Joy Division.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's BLACK SAAAAAGE!!

(Black Sage is received with mixed reaction as he strides towards the ring.......)

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Oh my this is going to be one hell of a war!

JAKE SHADES: (sipping carefully from a container....) Ah.... it IS good to the last drop!

TONY ROSS: You sure there's nothing ELSE in that container besides coffee Jake?

JAKE SHADES: Not a bad idea but I don't want to miss this match so I guess it'll have to be another time.

TONY ROSS: They tie up.... Sage being the larger of the two pushes Maxwel Houz back against the ropes.... FOREARM SMASH BY SAGE IS BLOCKED! RAKE OF THE EYES BY HOUZ! Sage is temporarily blinded! Houz takes full advantage with a rake of the back now! Houz hooks Sage by the waist.... BACK SUPLEX... BRIDGES IT INTO A COVER.... 1....2.... KICKOUT BY SAGE!

JAKE SHADES: Dammit! Damn coffee burned my tongue! I'm suing! Just like Kramer did on Seinfeld!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: You live in a fantasy land Jake, Sage to his feet.... Houz there to meet him, European uppercut stagger Sage! Houz going for a neck breaker.... SAGE SHOVES HIM INTO THE ROPES AND KNEES HIM RIGHT IN THE BACK! He grabs Houz by the back of the head and rakes his eyes across the top of the ropes!

TONY ROSS: He's giving Houz a taste of his own medicine. Houz with a wild round house punch.... Sage ducks.... scoops him up..... SIDE WALK SLAM BY SAGE!

JAKE SHADES: Damn! He slammed him so hard the tremors almost spilt my coffee!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: He did slam him down with authority! Sage grabs a hold of his legs.... HOUZ REACHES OVER AND GRABS A HANDFUL OF HAIR AND PULLS HIM DOWN! They're going at it like two animals now! They're rolling all over the ring.... AND THEY JUST ROLLED OUT OF THE RING!! They continue to fight outside of the ring..... HOUZ LEVELS SAGE WITH A BLOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD!

TONY ROSS: That seemed to have rung Sage's bell a bit, Houz whips him to the guardrail.... REVERSAL BY SAGE AND HOUZ GOES FLYING AGAINST THE RING APRON! Sage climbs up to the ring apron, pulling Houz to his feet by his hair..... Sage's hooking the arms.... FRONT LAYOUT SUPLEX TO THE CONCRETE FLOOR!! OH! HOUZ HIT THAT PAVEMENT WITH A RESOUNDING SMACK!

JAKE SHADES: Listen to that sound Victoria, 'cause that's the sound ya gonna hear next time I smacks ya!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage is walking toward us.... He's coming right at YOU Jake!

(Sage walks over to Shades and motions for his 20 oz. cup of coffee, Shades of course hands it to him....)

JAKE SHADES: That's a hell of a time for a coffee break.....

TONY ROSS: I think he has other plans for that Jake, like maybe payback for that "coffee" attack on him at the Pittsburgh BG.....

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Houz is just now getting to his feet.... Sage stuffs the coffee cup in the front of Houz's cordouroy waistband..... LOW BLOW BY SAGE SENDS SCALDING COFFEE EVERYWHERE!! HOUZ IS HOPPING AROUND CLUTCHING HIS GROIN IN PAIN!!

TONY ROSS: Sage grabs a hopping Houz by the seat of his pants and hair and tosses him unceremoniously back into the ring! Sage climbs in after him.... Houz tries to scamper away.... Sage rushes in.... Houz drops down and trips him up.... Sage goes flying headlong and hits the turnbuckle face first!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Smart move by Houz...

JAKE SHADES: Looked more like desperation to me....

TONY ROSS: Same thing you idiot! Houz seems to have recovered some, he goes over to Sage who is still trying to shake the cobwebs off.... he grabs hold of Sage's head.... DDT BY HOUZ... NO! SAGE PUTS ON THE BRAKES.... SCORPION DEATH DROP BY SAGE! He covers... 1... 2....3!!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Sage has done it! Sage has defeated Maxwell Houz will move on to the final round of the National Title Shot Tourney!

JAKE SHADES: He couldn't have done it without MY help!

VICTOR ALVAREZ: Your help?

JAKE SHADES: That's right, were it not for MY coffee, Maxy mighta come back and pulled it out!

TONY ROSS: You'd better hope that Houz doesn't think you were in cahoots with Sage, Jake.

(Jake, not considering that possibility, suddenly becomes visibly worried as Tony and Victor begin to laugh.....)

TONY ROSS: Well, while Jake here ponders the endless possibilities of revenge, we're going to send the action back to Paul Kramer and the next semi-final match.....

(The camera pans the sellout throng in the Fleet Center before zooming in on Paul Kramer in the middle of the east ring) PAUL KRAMER: "In our next semi-final tournament match, coming to the ring," (CUE-UP: "Sequence Erase" by the Aquabats) "From Outer Whitelandia, USA, weighing in at 224lbs., JOBBER!!"

(The crowd pops with a mixed reaction, as Jobber walks briskly to the ring with Mojo and JV in tow)

P.K.: "And his opponent," (CUE-UP: "Hands of Death" by Rob Zombie and Alice Cooper) "From the King County Sanitarium in Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 220lbs., he is the Holder of the Extreme Ring, ASYLUM!! He is accompanied by Daisy!"

(The crowd boos loudly as Asylum stalks to ringside, yelling out obscenities at all the "non-believers" in the crowd. Asylum yells at Daisy to hold the ropes open for him as he climbs into the ring to even more boos)

TONY ROSS: "Well fans, it's going to be softcore vs. extreme here! Asylum wants to be king of the world and Jobber is the King of Softcore! This ought to be an interesting match!"

VICTOR ALVAREZ: "Can Jobber handle the hardcore style of Asylum? I mean, let's be serious here...Jobber uses a styrofoam cane while Asylum will probably hit him with the ring steps!"

JAKE SHADES: "Anything to knock some sense into this guy!"

T.R.: "Asylum continues to shout his diatribes of world conquest into the crowd and they will have no part of that here in Beantown! Daisy laughs at Mojo the monkey who is hopping around aimlessly and it looks like we're ready to go! Asylum gets in Jobber's face and displays the Extreme Ring to him!"

V.A.: "And Jobber laughs at him, he's mocking his hardcore attitude!"

T.R.: "Yes indeed, we have polar opposites in there right now!"

J.S.: "Asylum oughtta just knock Jobber out with that damn ring and get this over with! We all know Asylum is gonna win this whole thing so let's cut the middle man out!"

T.R.: "I would not call Jobber a middle man! Ohhh!! Asylum did just as you asked, Jake! He knocked Jobber right down with his ring and Jobber is making sure all his teeth are still there as he confers with JV in the corner! Asylum is impatient and he runs in stomping and kicking at Jobber! Jobber rolls out of the ring to collect himself! JV is trying to get him back on his feet!"

V.A.: "Asylum is climbing the ropes!! Look out!"

T.R.: "Suicide plancha!! Unbelievable!! This crowd is roaring after that one! Asylum may have hurt himself as he is slow to get up! Daisy is making a spectacle of herself at ringside after that spectacular move! Asylum is up and he rolls Jobber back into the ring as JV looks on worriedly! Asylum drags Jobber to his feet and screams at the crowd again!"

J.S.: "And these idiots won't listen to the truth that he speaks! I'm listening Asylum! Anything to get closer to Daisy! He he!"

T.R.: "Well Shades, Daisy was once a beautiful woman, but now she is just a shell of her former self after the way Asylum has treated her for so long! You saw the promo! Vicious uppercut by Asylum sends Jobber into the corner, but Jobber rebounds and nails him with a forearm! Jobber falls on top and starts pounding away on the head of Asylum!"

V.A.: "Asylum is fighting his way towards the ropes because Jobber is not letting off! Daisy is trying to pull him closer!"

T.R.: "How could that girl stay so loyal to that monster!"

J.S.: "I know exactly why!"

T.R.: "And I don't want to hear your theory! Both of these men have already fought tonight, with Asylum defeating Conflict and Jobber beating Alister Hayze in what I consider to be an upset! Hayze obviously has other things on his mind lately! Asylum makes it to the ropes and referee Stu Fields forces Jobber off! Jobber is up and arguing now and JV is over and he's going to choke Asylum!"

V.A.: "And Daisy will have none of that! She jumps on JV's back and starts scratching and clawing at him!"

J.S.: "All right! I love a woman who likes it rough!"

T.R.: "We don't need to hear your deviant fantasies Shades! JV shakes Daisy off as Jobber pulls Asylum up and hits a reverse suplex! Ouch, that has to hurt the neck! Jobber quickly over and applies a chinlock as Daisy and JV argue on the outside!"

V.A.: "Daisy did not like that interference from JV at all!"

T.R.: "I still will never understand what it is about Asylum that keeps her around!"

J.S.: "I was gonna tell you but..."

T.R.: "I don't need to know that bad! Jobber lets off the chinlock and begins to pound on the back of Asylum's head! Jobber pulls Asylum up and hits a thunderous German suplex! He released it with no pin and he's up and stomps Asylum who rolls out of the ring himself! And it looks like Jobber's going to meet him the hard way! Slingshot body press over the ropes and the two men collide with the railing!! Wow!"

V.A.: "Both men are showing that they are willing to take risks here, because they want that National Title shot badly, as would any FWF superstar!"

T.R.: "The winner of this match will go on to face Black Sage in the Finals of the tournament, and Black Sage is on an absolute roll here in the FWF! He has already beaten Mike "The Dealer" Lewis and Maxwell Houz tonight!"

J.S.: "That's if Sage can make it through the night without being arrested! He's got a record longer than my hair!"

T.R.: "You don't have any hair you bald cretin! Jobber and Asylum have picked themselves up off the floor and they begin to exchange rights and lefts! Asylum rakes Jobber's eyes and runs him face first into the ring post! Jobber rebounds right into a half nelson suplex on the concrete!! Holy smokes!! That could be it for Jobber!"

V.A.: "If Asylum can get him back into the ring! Stu Fields is counting away!"

T.R.: "Asylum realizes this and grabs Jobber up by the hair and struggles to get him back in the ring! He rolls him in and narrowly beats the count! Asylum is going up top! Somersault splash but Jobber is somehow able to roll out of there!! Incredible!!"

V.A.: "I didn't think there was any way he was going to get up after that move on the concrete!"

J.S.: "I guess he isn't so softcore anymore! I'd have to agree with JD Badluck though, softcore should be two members of the female species going at it in there!"

T.R.: "Like I said before, Shades, we do not care about your fantasies! Asylum is up and he yells at the crowd in frustration and gets the usual catcalls in response! He goes over and pulls Jobber up and ohhh!! Jobber lowblows him and rolls Asylum up!! 1.....2......Reversed!! 1.....2.....Kickout! Both men are up quickly and Asylum levels Jobber with a clothesline! What force! Asylum is now yelling at Daisy to get up on the apron! What is he telling her to do!?"

V.A.: "He wants her to put her leg up on the turnbuckle! She has some heavy workboots on! And Daisy complies!"

J.S.: "Yeeahhh!!"

T.R.: "Daisy puts her foot up on the turnbuckle and Asylum whips Jobber in! No, reversed!! Asylum flies back first into the boot and rebounds into a Fireman's carry slam!! 1....2.....Kickout!!"

V.A.: "Daisy made no attempt to move her boot after the reversal! Could this be a sign that she has had enough! We already saw her throw Asylum in the pool on the cruise!"

J.S.: "Yeah, after she was tossed in like a dozen times! At least I got somewhat of a wet T-shirt contest after that travesty of a vacation!"

T.R.: "As well as a huge lump on your head courtesy of Conflict! Jobber shakes off the cobwebs and pulls Asylum up! Jobber whips him in and hits a flying cross body!! 1.....2....No!! Jobber looks frustrated as he pulls Asylum right back up! He drags him to the corner and he lifts him up and perches him on the top rope! Could it be a superplex!? No!! Asylum drills Jobber in the face and Jobber crotches himself on the top rope!! Jobber falls to the mat!! Asylum collects himself and balances up on top!! The Falling From Madness Shooting Star Splash!! 1.....2.....3!!! Asylum pulls off another big win here at Total Conquest 2000!"

V.A.: "He earned that one, that was a tough match and Jobber proved that he can adapt to the hardcore style if needed!"

J.S.: "But thank God we didn't see any styrofoam canes! And get that damn chimpanzee out of here!"

T.R.: "Mojo is a monkey, YOU are a chimpanzee, Sahdes! Well, now we have a problem in the ring as Asylum is screaming at Daisy, probably about that miscue with her boot! Wow, he is really laying into her!"

V.A.: "How much more of this can Daisy take! There has to be some intelligence left in her head!"

T.R.: "Oh come on!! Asylum is forcing Daisy to her knees and making her kiss his boot!! This is ridiculous! Somebody stop this!!"

V.A.: "Wait a minute! Jobber rolled out of the ring and he found his styrofoam cane!! Looks like he's not done yet!"

J.S.: "What the hell is he going to do with that thing!? Asylum will shove it up his ass!"

T.R.: "Jobber nails him from behind and obviously it has no affect on Asylum and he turns and grabs Jobber by the throat but Jobber kicks him the shin! He piledrives Asylum onto the cane!! Jobber rescued Daisy!"

V.A.: "And it looks like she's enjoying this! She seems to be smiling as she gets off her knees!"

T.R.: "And Daisy approaches him and she embraces Jobber!! It looks like Daisy has finally had enough!! Look at her, she can't thank Jobber enough!! What the Hell!!?? She just kneed Jobber in the groin and a big right hand sends Jobber to the mat!! That takes care of that!!"

V.A.: "It looks like Daisy's blind loyalty won her distorted mind over! Asylum truly has quite a servant!"

J.S.: "And I like her more every day! I wihs she was my servant! I'd make her...."

T.R.: "We don't want to hear it! JV is attending to Jobber as Daisy drags Asylum out of the ring and helps him to his feet! I can't believe she would save Asylum after that public humiliation earlier! Well, Asylum will face Black Sage and we will see who will get that National Title shot against Nevada Smith in Des Moines, Iowa!"

J.S.: "When you got someone like Daisy on your side, you are pretty much unbeatable! Miss Thang better keep her slim ass away from ringside if she knows what is good for her!"

V.A.: "That match will be too close to call! I'm not making any predictions!"

T.R.: "That will be a rematch of Black Sage's first FWF match in Norfolk, Virginia, in which he got the DQ loss due to interference! Black Sage now has the chance to erase that blemish from his record! Let's take it back up to Paul!"

(The camera pans up to Paul Kramer standing in the middle of the east ring, but before he can speak, "More Human Than Human" by White Zombie cues up. Anarky appears from behind the curtain and the Fleet Center erupts in boos. Anarky climbs into the ring, sarcastically greets the crowd, and grabs the mic from Kramer as the crowd boos even louder)

ANARKY: "Thank you, thank you... your gratitude is appreciated. Now, I know what you're thinking...Anarky! I thought you were dead! Well, you wish. You see, I took a little time off because, well, the league I was champion of kind of closed because the owner decided to hang himself or some such thing. Anyway, after awhile, I found out that this awful place was still around. And then, imagine, when I found out that Carlos Canyeta was on the verge of signing! Well, you can imagine my reaction. I just HAD to be there. Oh... and Carlos...... next time I'm gonna charge 'ya. Now, Rabesque... don't get your panties in a bunch because of what I did before. We all know you're the Frontier Champ, whatever THAT is, but you just happened to be the schmuck whose name I picked out of a hat. Actually, it was your mother's jock strap, but the details are unimportant. Now, I've got an OPEN CHALLENGE to any LOSER who thinks they even stand a CHANCE against me. And, well... that's about it."

(Anarky tosses the mic down and gives the crowd the double finger salute)

TONY ROSS: "I guess we have our answer regarding the arrival of Anarky! He walks right in here and attacks Rabesque and talks like he owns the place!"

VICTOR ALVAREZ: "And what is his beef with Carlos Canyeta? Do they still have issues from the IWC and UWA? He has some explaining to do!"

JAKE SHADES: "Anybody who attacks Jean Rabesque is a hero to me! Anarky, I salute you my friend, welcome to the FWF!"

T.R.: "Apparently he just chose Rabesque to attack to make an impact here in the FWF, and that's becoming common news here, everybody wants a piece of Rabesque!"

V.A.: "That's what usually happens when you are one of the best wrestlers in the country!"

J.S.: "And I hope you are talking about Canada, because I can name about 25 American wrestlers who are better than Rabesque!"

T.R.: "Like who?"

J.S.: "Uhh, Abel Wicks, Minion, Golem, Asylum...."

T.R.: "Yeah, all your favorites! Shut up! Fans, Wilson Hazard is in the locker room with Joe Massacre!"

(Camera switches backstage with Massacre standing next to Hazard)

WILSON HAZARD: "Joe Massacre, you seem to be a changed man, why?"

JOE MASSACRE: "Well Wilson.....it's time to clear up the air about something and that will happen in a few minutes. As you noticed, Number One Fan is not here.....it is something me and Markus have to take care on our own. Now, when I reveal the truth.....there will be apologies owed to me....friendships broken.....and it is going to result in a lot of blood spilled. Tonight, I lay to rest this ridiculous feud that Malec booked me into. Either one of two things will happen........I go out with gold.....or I go without gold. Well, onto the ring as I am going to spill the beans. (Massacre hands interviewer a bag) Here's that Hundred thousand I owe Malec."

(The camera once again pans over to Paul Kramer with mic in hand)

PAUL KRAMER: "Our next match is the 3 Way Dance for the FWF National Tag Team Titles!! First, coming to the ring," (CUE-UP: "Real Solution Number 9" by White Zombie) "From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 260lbs., "THE ERADICATOR" TROY MARTINEZ!! His partner, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 225lbs., MICHAEL "THE DRAGON" KERRIGAN!!"

(Kerrigan and Martinez come to the ring to mostly cheers as they look like they couldn't be any more different, with Kerrigan in blue trunks and Martinez in a very detailed gothic outfit. Both men look very serious as they get to the ring.)

P.K.: "Team Number Two, coming to the ring," (CUE-UP: "White Slavery" by Type O Negative) "From Seattle, Washington, at a combined weight of 587lbs., MARKUS RAMMSTEIN AND JOE MASSACRE!!"

(The crowd mostly boos at Massacre and Rammstein, but some cheers can be heard, signalling that some people believe Massacre's change of heart is genuine. Both men are wearing jeans and T-shirts and Massacre looks extremely angry as he stares at Kerrigan and Martinez across the ring.)

P.K.: "And their opponents," (CUE-UP: "New Breed" by Fear Factory) "From Duluth, Minnesota, weighing in at 215lbs., "ICEMAN" KEVIN KEARNS!! His partner, from Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 211lbs., DARREN MACMILLAN!! They are the FWF National Tag Team Champions, THE NEW BREED!! They are accompanied by Miss Thang!"

(The crowd erupts as the New Breed walks confidently to the ring, as Miss Thang dances around Macmillan and Kearns shaking her assets in a pink leather bikini top and black pants. Kearns takes off his sunglasses and stares at the 19,000+ fans roaring in approval as Macmillan climbs the turnbuckles with his arms raised. Joe Massacre takes the mic from Kramer)

JOE MASSACRE: Kearns....McMillan....enough is enough already. You come here talking about tradition and bull(fcc) like that. This started all when you two stuck your noses in my business....I did not have a beef with you. For many years, I have showed the fans what a good show is. Sure, maybe I do not much break kayfabe.....but I always backed up what I said...fighting from federation to federation.....but what you four are playing on me is RIDICULOUS!!!!! I did not even touch a F'N FINGER on Allison and I am not lying about that. Fans, you love me or you hate me.....I would not lie to you!"

(Some fans start clapping for him as Miss Thang tells Massacre that he is a liar. All of a sudden a lady comes to the ring wearing a short white sequin gown)

TONY ROSS: "Hey, that is Joe Massacre's ex-wife, Julia Ellis! What the hell is she doing here!?"

JAKE SHADES: "Shut up Ross! I'm enjoying this episode of 'As the FWF Turns'!"

(Ellis enters the ring and grabs an extra mic from a ring attendant)

JULIA ELLIS: I was there that night when it happened (looks at Massacre and Miss Thang)........and it was YOU (points at Thang). Joe is telling the truth about that night because I was THERE TO VISIT HIM after the his match with Sage........I was going to knock on his dressing room door because I heard some noise when Joe walked by....he opened up the door.....and (points to Thang) YOU came out with crosses etched into you. Joe tried to help you......but he was the first face he saw and you blamed him because the room was dark...I also saw two people come out......Muro......(points to Kerrigan) AND YOU KERRIGAN!! (fans are in disbelief). Now Allison, you owe him an apology.......and you Michael.....you should be ASHAMED OF YOURSELF for believing what she said."

(The fans start cheering as Miss Thang approaches Julia Ellis and starts bad-mouthing her. Out of nowhere, Ellis unleashes a superkick that hits Thang square in the chin and sends her sprawling. Kearns jumps in to stop the fight and Massacre attacks Kearns. Rammstein tries to take both Martinez and Macmillan by himself)

TONY ROSS: "Here we go! All 6 men are in the ring and brawling as Miss Thang rolls out of the ring, the victim of a Julia Ellis superkick!! Incredible! Joe Massacre has just flat out denied being involved in that supposed locker room attack on Miss Thang a few Battlegrounds ago!"

VICTOR ALVAREZ: "I still find it hard to believe Massacre, he has done some pretty atrocious things in his career here in the FWF!"

JAKE SHADES: "Yeah, and if he even thinks about losing his edge, he might as well not even bother with the FWF! Because once you start coddling the fans, your career is over!"

T.R.: "Yeah sure, Shades! Rammstein has just been thrown over the top rope by Macmillan and Martinez, and they realize they are helping each other and then go at each other! Martinez and Macmillan are really tearing into each other as Massacre continues his assault on Kearns! Massacre and Rammstein have a huge weight advantage over all the other competitors except Martinez, who clocks in at around 260!"

V.A.: "Weight disadvantages never bothered the New Breed before, and it certainly won't tonight!"

T.R.: "The crowd is solidly behind the New Breed, but Massacre seems to be getting some support after his denial of those brutal actions! Macmillan sees Kearns in trouble and he drills him from behind with a dropkick to the back of the head! The rules of this match aren't just like any other 3 way tag match! This one can have one member of each team in the ring at the same time, and you can only tag your own partner! This is an elimination style match!"

V.A.: "And it looks like Stu Fields can't get any order in there, he wants either Macmillan or Kearns out of there and Macmillan refuses!"

J.S.: "Get out of there you big mouthed punk! Follow the rules just like you follow tradition so much, you hypocrite!"

T.R.: "Finally Macmillan relents and goes to his corner as Massacre shakes off that dropkick and goes back to work on Kearns! Martinez has decided to stay in after holding off Rammstein and he goes in and begins kicking at Kearns along with Massacre! Massacre turns and grabs Martinez in a choke hold, but Martinez does not fight it and Massacre stares into the eyes of his former protege and he lets off!"

V.A.: "It looks like Massacre does not want to fight his former friend! Could this be another change of heart?"

J.S.: "It looks like Massacre isn't as dumb as I thought he was!"

T.R.: "Massacre and Martinez are beating on Kearns in the corner and here comes Macmillan!! He hits both from behind with a dropkick! Rammstein comes in and levels Macmillan with a clothesline and goes right back to his corner!"

V.A.: "This bought some time for Kearns though!"

T.R.: "Kearns pulls himself up in the corner and begins kicking and stomping away at Massacre and Martinez! He pulls the big Massacre up and hits a forearm smash and sends him into the corner! Flying reverse elbow!! Massacre falls face first to the mat and here comes Martinez! Martinez eats an enziguiri kick!! Kearns is cleaning house here! Martinez is near his corner and he tags in Kerrigan! Kerrigan does not attack right away as he watches Kearns pull Massacre up and whips him in! Stun gun!! A rollup!! 1....2....Kickout!"

V.A.: "Remember, this is elimination so Kerrigan did not have to break that up!"

J.S.: "Thanks for the update, Sherlock! Now we can watch the match without confusion!"

T.R.: "Kerrigan grabs Kearns from behind and hits a reverse DDT! Kerrigan pulls him right up and nails Kearns with a tilt-o-whirl backbreaker! Massacre reaches his corner and tags in Rammstein! He charges Kerrigan and gets dropped with a single leg-takedown! Kerrigan quickly on top with an armbar submission! Rammstein is screaming in pain but Massacre comes in and boots Kerrigan in the head! Stu Fields pushes him back to the corner!"

V.A.: "That could have been the first elimination right there, Kerrigan had him locked like a vise!"

T.R.: "Kearns grabs Kerrigan and they start exchanging rights and lefts! Kearns kicks him in the gut, bounces off the ropes, and hits a nice face slam!! He tags in Macmillan! Macmillan has been itching to get in this one! He hops over the top rope and he hits Rammstein with a spin kick! Kerrigan is on the receiving end of a big knee lift! Macmillan hits a splash on Kerrigan! 1...2...No!"

V.A.: "Rammstein was able to tag in Massacre, and he seems to be somewhat fresh! He goes right after Macmillan!"

T.R.: "Massacre sledges Macmillan from behind and lifts him up with a gorilla press!! Wow!! He drops Macmillan face first onto the ropes!! Macmillan is hurt! Massacre hits Kerrigan with a big boot and he goes flying! Massacre grabs Macmillan by the hair and sets him up! Big powerbomb!! He holds him down for the pin!! 1....2....No!! Macmillan kicks out!"

V.A.: "Macmillan is so resilient for his size, its amazing that powerbomb didn't put him through the mat!"

J.S.: "The little snot doesn't know when to quit! He's too dumb to realize what he's up against!"

T.R.: "There you see Julia Ellis watching from the outside, and she accused Michael Kerrigan of being there when Miss Thang was supposedly "assaulted", and she claims it was all a ruse! I don't know who to believe!"

V.A.: "And there is Miss Thang, on her feet, but favoring her jaw after that vicious superkick from Ellis! Miss Thang showing a resiliency of her own by getting up from that shot she took!"

J.S.: "She doesn't need to worry, I'll give her a full body massage and a mudbath after the match and she won't feel a thing!"

T.R.: "Whatever! Massacre whips Macmillan into the corner like a ragdoll and he yells something to Rammstein! Rammstein jumps off the apron and he just cleaned off the timekeeper's table! Bell, pens, and paper go flying as he drags the table next to the ring! What is going to happen here!? Massacre pulls Macmillan up and he lifts him in a gorilla press!! Nooo!!! Ohhh!!!! He just press slammed Macmillan from the ring onto the table outside!! My God!!"

J.S.: "Yeeeaaaahhhh!! I knew Massacre didn't lose that killer instinct!!"

T.R.: "Macmillan is lying motionless and here comes Kerrigan! Massacre ducks and backflips Kerrigan out and he lands right on top of Macmillan in the table wreckage!! What a mess!! Both men are not moving as Massacre parades around the ring to half cheers and half boos! Kearns is over to check on Macmillan but Massacre taunts him from inside the ring! Kearns grabs Massacre's legs and pulls him out and unloads on him!! Here comes Martinez!!"

V.A.: "Fields is losing control again!"

J.S.: "And I like it!"

T.R.: "Martinez and Kearns are both pounding on Massacre and Rammstein grabs Martinez from behind and runs him into the steel railing! Kearns hops up on the apron and elbows Massacre on the top of the head! Kerrigan stirs from the wreckage and he manages to pull himself out! Kearns rolls Massacre into the ring but he is not legal!"

V.A.: "I don't think it matters anymore, because Stu Fields just took a wild shot from Martinez meant for Rammstein! Fields is down on the concrete!"

T.R.: "Massacre has control in the ring and he hits the Mass Cutter on Kearns!! We could have the champions eliminated first here!! No, wait a second!! Massacre is staring out at Miss Thang at ringside, and she looks like she just saw a ghost! She's slowly sliding into the ring!! What is she doing!?"

J.S.: "This bimbo is going to apologize! She knows that she got caught with her little scam, the skank!"

T.R.: "Miss Thang calls for a mic as Massacre stares maliciously at her!"

MISS THANG: "Joe... let's get it out now. Only me and you know what's happened. Only me and you know what happened between us that night... and let's spill it right now. What happened between us hurt... but Joe, I also liked it a lot."

T.R.: "What!!??"

J.S.: "So is she saying that she DID get assaulted by Massacre, but she liked it!!?? Yeah baby!!"

T.R.: "Julia Ellis is on the apron and yelling at both Massacre and Miss Thang! She's calling both of them a liar! Massacre turns to talk to Ellis, and Miss Thang approaches from behind! She uppercuts Massacre in groin!! Oh my!! Listen to this crowd!! Ohhh!! Miss Thang just hit a stunner on Massacre!! Unbelievable!! The crowd is going ballistic as Ellis climbs into the ring and Miss Thang charges her and tackles her and we got a catfight!! Oh my!!"

J.S.: "Yeeeeaaaahhhhhh!!! Scratch, claw, bite, strip!!"

V.A.: "I can't hear myself think in here!"

T.R.: "Ellis and Thang roll out of the ring and Kearns has recovered! He applies the Deep Freeze sleeper on Massacre but Fields is still on the outside!! Here comes Kerrigan! And Martinez has a chair! Kerrigan is waiting for Massacre to go out and it looks like Martinez is going to drill Kearns with the chair after he lets off the sleeper! What in the hell!?? Martinez just smashed Kerrigan with the chair!! What the hell just happened!!?"

V.A.: "It looks like Martinez just turned on his own partner and now he drills Kearns in the back of the head with the chair!! He's helping Massacre!!"

T.R.: "Martinez is trying to help his former mentor! Kerrigan and Kearns are both out like lights as Martinez tries to revive Massacre! Rammstein dumps referee Stu Fields back into the ring! Martinez puts Massacre on top of Kearns!! 1......2......Holy cow!! Macmillan just came flying out of nowhere with a swandive headbutt to break up the pin!! Incredible!!"

V.A.: "I didn't even see Macmillan get up after that table shot! We were too preoccupied with Martinez turning on Kerrigan!"

J.S.: "Why couldn't that little turd stay down!?"

T.R.: "The momentum of the headbutt sent Massacre rolling on top of Kerrigan!! Fields counts!! 1.................2.....................3!! Massacre just pinned Kerrigan and probably didn't even know it!! Kerrigan and Martinez are eliminated, but they don't even exist as a team anymore! Martinez is forced out of the ring by Fields still holding onto that chair!"

V.A.: "Macmillan I believe is still the legal man and he takes over on Massacre!"

J.S.: "But Rammstein has somethiong to say about that!"

T.R.: "Rammstein takes a swing at Macmillan but he ducks, spins Rammstein around and hits a big atomic drop! Macmillan clotheslines Rammstein right over the top rope and he lands hard! Massacre is up and Macmillan somehow takes him over with a hurrancanrana into a pin!! 1...........2........Massacre barely kicks out!! Macmillan can't believe it as Kearns struggles back to his corner! Macmillan pulls Massacre up and whips him in, Massacre ducks a Macmillan clothesline, turns, and nails Macmillan right in the face with a big boot, but Kearns spears Massacre from behind!!"

V.A.: "The New Breed is just too fast for Massacre, and Rammstein can't do anything because he is still out on the floor!"

J.S.: "Get up you big German idiot!"

T.R.: "Massacre is dazed as Kearns is forced back to the corner and Macmillan is able to collect himself! Macmillan with a few shots to the head and Massacre shakes them off! Massacre grabs Macmillan by the neck but Macmillan breaks free and hits an inverted atomic drop!! Massacre is doubled over and Macmillan hops on the top rope and hits a somersault hurracanrana!! That's his Out of Control maneuver!! Right into a rollup!! 1..........2...........3!!! Macmillan got Massacre with that lightning quick move!! Wow!!"

V.A.: "The New Breed keeps their titles in stunning fashion here in Boston! What a move by Macmillan to end this match!"

J.S.: "Why can't anybody beat these guys!!? They weigh like 150 pounds each and they'd get carried away in a strong wind! I don't believe it!"

T.R.: "The New Breed will walk out of here retaining their Tag Team Titles, but we still have some unanswered questions! What happened backstage between Joe Massacre and Miss Thang, and how was Michael Kerrigan involved!? And why did Troy Martinez turn on Kerrigan and rejoin his hated enemy Massacre!? I'm just as confused as anybody right now!"

V.A.: "I'm confused because Martinez supposedly owed Kerrigan a "boon" or a repayment of some kind of debt, and he does it by whacking Kerrigan with a chair? I just don't understand it, and now we have Massacre's ex-wife blaiming all this on Kerrigan! I'd like to know myself what went on back there!"

J.S.: "Miss Thang is an opportunistic slut who will do anything for attention! I bet she pulled that crap just to get Kearns and Macmillan to feel sorry for her and double team her..."

T.R.: "Enough of your disgusting theories! The New Breed exits the ring area with Miss Thang and they are still the champions! Let's take it back up to Paul!"

(The camera pans around the arena showing the various signs held up by the fans including, "SHADES IS KEVIN SULLIVAN'S ILLEGITIMATE SON", "MISS THANG WANTS TO FEEL THE BANG", "WICKS WISHES HE WAS ROB POOLE". and "GOT BLOOD?". The camera then pans down to Paul Kramer in the middle of the east ring)

PAUL KRAMER: "Our next match is the Finals of the National Title Shot Tournament! The winner will receive a shot at Nevada Smith next Battleground in Des Moines, Iowa, and a check for $50,000! First, coming to the ring," (CUE-UP: "Hands of Death" by Rob Zombie and Alice Cooper) "From the King County Sanitarium in Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 220lbs., he is the holder of the Extreme Ring, ASYLUM!! He is accompanied by Daisy!"

(The crowd boos loudly as Asylum walks to the ring slowly, staring at the crowd icily, as if irritated that he is not receiving the adulation he should get. Asylum wears white pajama bottoms and Daisy bounces happily along in her Pokemon pjs, as if she's not seconding an uncaring monster to the ring)

P.K.: "And his opponent," (CUE-UP: "Warsaw" by Joy Division) "From No Sun City, weighing in at 312lbs., BLACK SAGE!!"

(Black Sage gets an ever-increasing pop from the crowd as he makes his way to the ring, wearing a black New Breed t-shirt. The front reads in large print "The New Breed" in white over "F.D.I.C. Insured" in smaller white print. The back reads "4.20% A.P.R. Financing" in large, green print over "Total Conquest 2000, The Fleet Center, Boston, MA" in smaller, white print, grey military pants and black Doc Martens. He climbs up on the turnbuckle and raises both arms, and then points an intimidating finger at Asylum. Asylum looks disinterested.)

TONY ROSS: "Well fans, we've finally worked our way to the Finals after 6 tournament matches, and Asylum and Black Sage have made it! Both men have already wrestled twice so neither man has the advantage!"

VICTOR ALVAREZ: "Like I said before, I'm not going to make a prediction because this one is too close to call! Black Sage's size advantage is negated by Asylum's cunning!"

JAKE SHADES: "Cunning!? The guy's a psycho, he's balatantly nuts and that scares the crap out of the FWF! That's why he is a future champion! Sorry Sage, this ain't your night!"

T.R.: "Black Sage is talking here as Asylum orders Daisy off the apron! Sage seems to be asking Daisy why she takes that and she is ignoring him! Asylum isn't even making eye contact with Sage, is he that confident!?"

V.A.: "Tony, this is a man who believes that world conquest is within his reach! Do you think any wrestler intimidates him?"

T.R.: "Good point! OK, here we go! Asylum begins to circle Sage and Sage does the same! We got a lockup, no, a kick to the gut by Asylum! Asylum applies a side headlock and wrenches on the pressure! Sage pushes him off to the ropes and Asylum drops down! Sage jumps over him and comes off the opposite ropes only to get hit with a great dropkick from Asylum! Sage right up and Asylum with an armdrag and he gets the big man over! Asylum right to a chinlock but he ends that by digging his fingers into Sage's eyes!"

V.A.: "Wow, I thought we were going to see a scientific classic there, but it looks like Asylum couldn't resist the urge to cheat!"

J.S.: "Do you actually believe that Asylum would sink to the level of fighting clean!? Only idiots like Rabesque and Stone Wolf do that!"

T.R.: "Speaking of, we'll be seeing those two in the Wargames next! But first, these two men are fighting it out for a shot at Nevada Smith in Des Moines, Iowa! Asylum is stomping away at Sage is is really trying to get to his feet!"

V.A.: "I don't think Sage expected Asylum to take it to him like he is! He outweighs him by 100 pounds!"

J.S.: "Yeah, and half of that is hot air!"

T.R.: "Who, on Asylum or Sage?"

J.S.: "Who do you think, numbnuts? Only the truth flows from Asylum's mouth, not the crap that comes out of Black Sage's!"

T.R.: "Just last Battleground you were cheering Black Sage on!"

J.S.: "Only because he was fighting Stone Wolf!"

T.R.: "Oh, I get it! What a classic match that was, by the way! Asylum has Sage on his feet and Asylum climbs the ropes! Top rope bulldog and a cover!! 1.......2......Kickout by Sage! Asylum drags Sage up by the hair and whips him into the corner and goes in hard, but Sage lifts his big boot and Asylum eats leather! Asylum down like a rock and Sage holds the ropes as he catches his breath!"

V.A.: "Now Sage needs to wear Asylum down with some big power moves to ground Asylum's attack!"

J.S.: "That's all Sage knows how to do, he's not multi-dimensional like Asylum!"

T.R.: "I doubt that! Sage elbowdrops Asylum and that knocks the wind out of the delusional one! Sage gets him up and hits a backbreaker! He kicks Asylum in the ribs and mounts the second turnbuckle! Ohhh!! Big kneedrop to the head! I'm surprised his head didn't cave in! Sage with a fistdrop and a cover! 1......2......No! Crowd solidly behind Sage and I thought he had him there!"

V.A.: "Asylum isn't going to be beat that easily! This man outlasted three of the most hardcore wrestlers in the world to attain his Extreme Ring! The man can take a near-lethal beating!"

J.S.: "And he can give one, too, and that's why he has that Extreme ring!"

T.R.: "And he's wearing that monstrosity in the ring, and I don't know why Willie Bennett did not make him take it off! That thing is huge! Sage has Asylum up and he hits a big suplex! The mat shudders with Asylum's impact! Daisy is outside screaming her head off, and as annoying as it is, I find it hard to believe that she cares for this monster!"

V.A.: "Asylum is so manipulative, he turned a master psychologist into a quivering follower with a mind of Jell-o!"

J.S.: "Kind of like what your wife did to you, Vic!"

T.R.: "Sage pulls Asylum up and whips him in! Ohhh!! What a spinebuster!! 1.....2.....Ohhh!! Everyone in this building including me thought that one was over! Sage is arguing with Bennett that he wanted a 3 count, and Bennett simply will not back down! Sage drags Asylum up but gets low-blowed! Sage collapses in a heap as Asylum catches his breath!"

V.A.: "I don't care how big you are, no one is going to withstand a groin shot! As much as I hate to say it, that was a good move by Asylum!"

J.S.: "It was a smart move, and if he keeps it up, Asylum will go on to kill Nevada Smith in Des Moines, and I can't wait!"

T.R.: "Asylum rolls over and pins Sage! 1......2.....No! Sage kicks out with authority and struggles to his feet amidst a flurry of kicks and punches! Sage blocks a punch and counters with a thunderous right that staggers Asylum into the ropes! Sage grabs him and whips him in! Powerslam! No pin by Sage and he rebounds off the ropes with a huge forearm! Sage signals to the crowd and they respond! He gorilla presses Asylum and drops him face first on the top rope!! The Scorn Death Drop!"

V.A.: "This may be all for Asylum!"

J.S.: "Nooo!!! Get up!! Get up!! Daisy do something!!"

T.R.: "Sage pulls him up and may be setting him up for the Black Plague, but Daisy is up on the apron!! What is she doing!?"

V.A.: "It looks like she's pleading with Sage not to do it! And that causes Sage to hesitate!"

T.R.: "Sage is yelling at her to get off the arpon and Asylum punches Sage in the back of the head! Asylum whips him in but Sage reverses it and Asylum collides with Daisy!! Asylum looks dazed as he looks over the ropes at her and Sage clubs him from behind and he flips over the top rope, and almost he hits Daisy on the way down!"

J.S.: "Well, at least she tried! I'll give her credit for that!"

T.R.: "Sage is out after him! Asylum is barely able to get up before Sage blasts him in the back! Sage rams his head off the apron as Daisy still lies on the floor! Sage drags Asylum to his feet and slams him on the concrete! Sage is going up on the apron! What is he going to do!? Ohh!! Sage tried a legdrop from the apron and Asylum just barely got out of the way! Lucky for him!"

V.A.: "Asylum is not finished yet, this could be his chance to change the tide of this match permanently! He's in his own element out there!"

T.R.: "Asylum gets up slowly and uses the barricade to balance himself! Wow!!! He just hit an asai moonsault by jumping on the barricade and flipping back onto Sage!! What a dangerous move that was! He hit Sage flush!"

V.A.: "Looks like it's time for Asylum to get hardcore!"

J.S.: "Looks like it's time for Black Sage to LOSE!!"

T.R.: "What is Asylum doing now!? He's dragging a table from under the ring, the timekeeper's table was destroyed earlier in the tag team match! Asylum sets the table up with the assistance of the now-revived Daisy! Asylum throws Paul Kramer off his chair and grabs it! Daisy holds it as Asylum lifts Sage up and places him on the table! Asylum blisters him with several elbows and punches, and an eye rake! Daisy places the chair on top of Sage and Daisy then blocks the advancing Willie Bennett!!"

V.A.: "And she's stopping him! Bennett is irate!"

J.S.: "That's probably the first time a woman has touched Bennett in about 10 years!"

T.R.: "Asylum is going to the top rope!! My God, what is he doing!!? He's up on top and raises his arms high! Somersault Splash!! OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Sage rolled off and absolutely labeled Asylum with the chair on his way down!!!"

(The rabid crowd starts the "Holy Sh!t" chant as the announcers go silent for a few seconds)

J.S.: "Is he alive!?"

V.A.: "What a spectacular move! Sage timed that absolutely perfectly! Asylum is lying in the wreckage of the table probably with a huge knot on his head!"

T.R.: "Sage is still a little woozy as he drops the chair and pulls a bloody Asylum from the wreckage! Unbelievable that Asylum is still breathing after that incredible move! Sage slowly rolls him into the ring and pulls him up! Sage climbs to the second turnbuckle and grabs Asylum!! The Black Plague!! His version of the Dominator!! 1............2.............3!!! Black Sage has won the tournament and a shot at Nevada Smith!! What a match!!"

J.S.: "Would somebody please check if Asylum is alive!? He can't conquer the world with a broken head!"

V.A.: "Asylum thought that he had that match won if he hit his splash from the top down to Sage on the table, but Sage apparently wasn't beaten down enough, and managed to make that spectacular move backfire in stunning fashion! Asylum has yet to move!"

T.R.: "Some EMTs are on the way to the ring to assist Asylum as Daisy sobs at his side! Sage is proudly standing in the ring, and here comes FWF Owners Scott Malec and Joe Lebron! They have a huge check with them!"

J.S.: "I can't believe these two cheapskates would pay out that much money in one shot! That's probably what Sage earns in one year here! No wonder everyone was so desperate to win this thing!"

T.R.: "Joe Lebron has a mic as he steps into the ring!"

JOE LEBRON: "Congratulations, Black Sage! You have won this random one night tournament and earned yourself a shot at Nevada Smith next Battleground in Des Moines! You also have won a check for $50,000 signed by Scott Malec and myself! You definitely earned it, and even though you have had many problems with management here in the FWF, and many law enforcement agencies across the U.S., we are proud to have you here in the FWF!"

(Malec takes the mic)

SCOTT MALEC: "And that goes for me too, Sage! You and the rest of the New Breed tried to paint me as the bad guy, and I said it once and I'll say it again, (crowd repeats it with Malec) I am a fair man! There is no conspiracy to stop you guys, and there is no agenda against you! Sure, I nitpick here and there, but it is necessary to run a great league! You proved your value here, and I expect nothing less from you in the future, and good luck to you against Nevada Smith!"

(The crowd roars as Lebron hands Sage the check, who is smiling sarcastically at both owners. Sage takes the check and immediately leaves the ring without shaking neither Malec or Lebron's hand. Both look slightly angry. CUT-TO: The announcer's table)

T.R.: "Looks like Sage did not want to stick around for the pleasantries! He just took the money and ran!"

J.S.: "God knows he needs it! Have you ever seen that guy's apartment!? I almost mistook a rat for a cat! Now the guy can afford running water!"

T.R.: "You were never in Black Sage's apartment so quit your storytelling right there! Fans, I have been told that Joe Lebron and Scott Malec have a very special announcement for us right here in Boston! Let's take it back up to them!"

(The camera switches back to Scott Malec and Joe Lebron in the ring, Malec has the mic)

SCOTT MALEC: "OK, I'm sure many of you have heard the rumors, whether it was on the Internet or on the so-called hotlines, but, for those who haven't heard, the FWF has been planning something BIG for after Total Conquest 2000. That big announcement is the creation of a new title! (crowd pops) But this will be no ordinary title, no low level belt or anything like that, this will be THE title. Yes, we at the FWF decided to create a WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! (crowd roars again) That's right, a belt to truly represent the FWF now that we have gotten so large. Not to take anything away from Nevada Smith though, he has been a great National Champion, and for that, if he beats Black Sage in Des Moines, he will get the number one seed in the upcoming tournament! This tournament with have 18 men, and consist of 9 first round matches. The seedings will be based on the FWF rankings. After the first round, the nine winners will go into three Three-Way Elimination matches, and the winners of those three matches will go on to the next Pay-Per-View and battle in a Final Three Way Dance for the FWF World Title! Also, all titles will be on the line in the tournament except in the Finals match. And, since we are creating a new title, that means one of our current belts has to go. So, we have decided that the Cable Television Title will be retired honorably in Des Moines, Iowa, in a Unification Match! Yes, The Cable TV belt will be unified with the Frontier belt, which means Jean Rabesque will wrestle Stone Wolf in Des Moines!! (crowd erupts) The winner will walk out the Frontier Champion and the Cable TV Title will be declared defunct. But I'm sure that will have NO affect on those men in Wargames tonight being on the same team! Then, at the next Battleground after Des Moines, the tournament will begin! So, the National Champion, whether it is Nevada Smith or Black Sage, will get the number one seed! The Frontier Champion, whether it be Jean Rabesque or Stone Wolf, recieves the number two seed! And with that, I'm done! LET THE WARGAMES BEGIN!!"

(The crowd roars as all the lights in the building go out. Malec and Lebron exit the ring. CUE-UP: "Holy Wars...The Punishment Due" by Megadeth. Multi-colored spotlights begin to sway spastically all over the ring in sync with the fast rhythm of the song. A huge cage can be seen lowering to the ring below as the song continues to blast. The spotlights focus onto the cage but continue to shake and sway. The cage slowly lowers to the 4 sides of the ring apron, and when it sets down, a monster explosion shakes the arena as fireworks shoot up into the air from the top 4 corners of the cage. The crowd is in an absolute frenzy as the spotlights continue to swing over the cage. The song lowers down so Paul Kramer can be heard over the din)

PAUL KRAMER: "Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for the MAIN EVENT of Total Conquest 2000!!??" (Crowd roars) "Are you READY!!??" (Crowd roars even louder as the spotlights stop and stay still over the cage) "This is WARGAMES: THE MATCH BEYOND!! The rules are simple, two teams of four enter the double cage, and in order to win, one member of a team must make a member of the opposite team submit or surrender!! And now, introducing Team Number One!!" (CUE-UP: "Golgothic Tenement Blues" by Machines of Loving Grace) "From The Inner Dwellings of his fragmented psyche, weighing in at 279lbs., ASHE DRAVEN!!"

(The crowd boos loudly as Draven appears, looking almost sick as he stands at the locker room entrance as a lone spotlight focuses on him. CUE-UP: "God Bless the Bums" by Comeshot)

P.K.: "From Parts Unknown, weighing in at 238lbs., GOLEM!!"

(The crowd boos even louder as Golem steps out from behind the curtain, wearing long black tights. He stands next to Draven, petting his claw and staring at the cage. CUE-UP: "Where Boys Fear To Tread" by The Smashing Pumpkins)

P.K.: "From New York City, weighing in at 235lbs., MINION!!"

(Incredibly, the boos reach a fever pitch as Minion steps out, wearing a black trenchcoat, shirtless with long dark green tights, sharing the spotlight with the other two wrestlers. Garbage is thrown and obscenities are yelled from the crowd. Minion just smiles sarcastically and cracks his knuckles. CUE-UP: "Cemetary Gates" by Pantera)

P.K.: "And from Scottsdale, Arizona, weighing in at 235lbs., "IKON" ABEL WICKS!! If Wicks' team wins, Abel Wicks gets to choose an executive to hold equal power with Joe Lebron and Scott Malec!"

(The insanely loud boos continue as Wicks steps out with his arms raised, wearing ripped up jeans and a Pantera shirt. Wicks mocks the crowd as he the four men begin to make their way to the ring. The spotlight follows them down, which gives the fans a better target to hit with their cups. The four men climb into the cage and salute the crowd in their own way. Lights out. CUE-UP: "Unforgiven" by Metallica)

P.K.: "And their opponents, Team Number Two!! From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 201lbs., BILLY MATTHEWS!!"

(The crowd explodes as Matthews walks out onto the stage, wearing blue jean shorts with no shirt. He raises his arms and the crowd gets louder. He starts walking toward the ring. CUE-UP: A long wolf cry followed by "Right Now" by Van Halen)

P.K.: "From Black Mountain, New Mexico, weighing in at 223lbs., the FWF Cable Television Champion, STONE WOLF!!"

(The crowd roars even louder, as the building seems to be shaking as Stone Wolf steps out from the curtain, wearing faded blue jeans and a tan burlap vest. He stares out into the darkness of the crowd as the spotlight shines on him. He walks towards the ring. CUE-UP: "Shapes of Things" by the Jeff Healy Band)

P.K.: "From Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at 245lbs., the FWF United States Frontier Champion, JEAN RABESQUE!!"

(The crowd continues to go ballistic as Rabesque emerges from the curtain, wearing black trunks and his belt over his shoulder. Rabesque walks briskly to the ring, slapping hands and he stands next to Billy Matthews as Stone Wolf checks the stability of the cage. CUE-UP: "The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly" by Ennio Marricone)

P.K.: "And finally, from Wherever he wants to hail from, weighing in at 265lbs., the FWF National Heavyweight Champion, NEVADA SMITH!!"

(The crowd almost reaches the pain threshold decibel level as a huge motorcycle roar is heard, and Nevada appears, wearing black jeans and shiny black cowboy boots. He roars up to the double cage as the lights come back on. Nevada dismounts his bike, and stands next to the other three wrestlers on his team.)

TONY ROSS: "Look at this!! The three FWF titleholders and a former National Champion, all side by side!! The four most popular wrestlers in the world on the same team!! How can anyone stop this assembly of talent!?"

(Nevada rips the cage door open and goes right into the ring! The other three wrestlers try to follow him in, but Minion charges the door and holds it shut as Wicks, Draven, and Golem attack Nevada.)

T.R.: "Minion's group wastes no time attacking Nevada Smith, and Minion is holding the door shut as Stone Wolf, Matthews, and Rabesque try to get in!! There is no way one man is going to hold off three and Nevada's teammates roar into the ring!! Minion gets leveled with a huge Stone Wolf right and Stone Wolf goads Golem into a fight! Golem charges him but SW goes into the other ring and continues to egg him on!! Golem leaps up onto the top rope and dives onto Stone Wolf and they go rolling around pounding on each other!!"

VICTOR ALVAREZ: "Guys, Draven looks like he is in a daze as Nevada Smith is tearing into him, while Matthews kicks and stomps at Minion!"

JAKE SHADES: "Did you see that coward Stone Wolf run from Golem!! He is afraid of him, that's why Golem never got a shot at his belt!"

T.R.: "Yeah right, Stone Wolf has gained an advantage on Golem as he is on top and pounding away! Listen to this crowd!! 19,000 plus are all on their feet watching this clash of titans!!"

V.A.: "For months now, these 8 men have battled each other in various capacities, and it's finally culminated to this! But will this end this epic feud!?"

J.S.: "Yes, because Minion, Wicks, Draven, and Golem are going to make all four of those fan-coddling twits submit in front of all their adoring fans!! They make me sick!"

T.R.: "Minion has pulled himself from the mat and he goes to work on Matthews!! Rabesque and Wicks are tangled up in the ropes as they flail wildly at each other! Nevada throws Draven headfirst into the cage and he goes over and pulls Wicks off of Rabesque!! Reverse DDT by Nevada and the fans roar in approval!!"

V.A.: "But here comes Minion and he nails Nevada from behind and he flies into the cage!! Rabesque and Minion are going at it now!"

T.R.: "I'm going to have to say that Nevada Smith, Jean Rabesque, Stone Wolf, and Matthews have gotten the best of Wicks and company in this war so far!"

V.A.: "We've seen some disturbing promos from Ashe Draven and he claims that he is dying! If that is the case, he does not need to be in this match at all! He looks extremely sick!"

T.R.: "The man has put his body on the line so many times and it has finally caught up to him! Jean Rabesque almost crippled him and this may be the death blow for Draven!"

J.S.: "You would like to see that, wouldn't you, you sadist!"

T.R.: "Shut up Shades, I never said that! Wargames rages on in the double cage as referee Willie Bennett is in charge of calling this one! He's just here to hear the submit or surrender! Wicks is back up and he lays into Nevada from behind! Rabesque and Minion are in the corner and Minion rakes his eyes and knees him in the stomach! He lifts the Frontier Champion up and places him on the top turnbuckle! Big belly to back suplex from Minion and he slaps on an armbar submission!!"

V.A.: "Minion is going for the win right here!!"

T.R.: "Nothing doing as Matthews is there to break that up! Matthews pulls Minion up and whips him in!! Big backdrop and Minion almost hits the top of the cage with that height!!"

J.S.: "Look at Golem pound on Stoned Wolf over in the other ring!! Ha ha!! The Claw!! The Claw!! I want The Claw!!"

T.R.: "Here comes Matthews into the other ring and he sees Golem!! Matthews climbs the top turnbuckle and hits a missile dropkick to the back of Golem's head and Golem plows right into the cage!! This match is so dangerous because of all the hits from behind!!"

V.A.: "And that steel mesh is no help!!"

T.R.: "That we can see as Wicks rakes Rabesque's forehead into the steel cage!! Draven is up and hitting Rabesque from behind as Wicks tears into him! Nevada pulls Draven off but Draven kicks him in the groin and hits a face slam!! Rabesque is in agony and I think he is opened up now!"

V.A.: "Yes he is, and Wicks lets off exposing his handiwork for the crowd!!"

J.S.: "Yeeeahhhhh!!! Make that French fruitcake bleed!!"

T.R.: "Meanwhile in the other ring, Matthews is working over Golem as Stone Wolf collects himself! Matthews pulls Golem up and Stone Wolf joins him for a double suplex! Here comes Minion from the other ring!! He double axehandles Matthews from behind and he collides with Stone Wolf!! Their heads cracked!!"

V.A.: "Look at Wicks and Nevada in the other ring, it looks like Wicks has got Nevada to box with him!!"

T.R.: "Big mistake!! Nevada gets a few left jabs and a huge right sends Wicks flying back into the cage!! Doesn't Wicks now that Nevada is an accomplished street fighter!?"

V.A.: "And Rabesque is back up and after Draven!"

T.R.: "Rabesque kicks Draven in the gut and hits a big piledriver!! He slaps the figure four on, and we already know the damage Rabesque did to Draven at that house card in Buffalo! Draven is just laying there, as if he's accepting the pain! Rabesque has him cinched in the middle of that ring! Nevada has Wicks blocked while the other team members are in the other ring!"

V.A.: "Minion sees Draven in the figure four and he comes charging back from the other ring!"

J.S.: "Yeahhh!! Get him Minion!! Get him!!"

T.R.: "Will you stop cheerleading!? Minion drops a big elbow and Ravesque releases the hold! Nevada charges over and he gets nothing but boot from Minion! Minion jumps on top of Nevada and he's pounding away on him!"

V.A.: "And meanwhile, Golem is successfully fighting both Stone Wolf and Billy Matthews in the opposite ring!"

J.S.: "That's because both of those pansies are scared of Golem!"

T.R.: "Golem is trying to suplex Matthews, but Stone Wolf clotheslines him down!! Stone Wolf pulls him up and hits a spinning DDT!! Wow!! Stone Wolf leaves Golem and goes to the other ring! Draven is up and kicking at Rabesque again! Wicks intercepts Stone Wolf through the ropes and flips him over! Wicks drops a leg! Wicks grabs Stone Wolf and applies the Wicks of Saturn!! He's got him hooked and the ropes can't help Stone Wolf in the Wargames!!"

V.A.: "Nevada Smith sees Stone Wolf in his predicament and he fights off Minion and stomps on Wicks viciously! Minion with a flying shoulderblock takes Nevada down!!"

J.S.: "Yeeaahhhh!! I think Golem opened Matthews up in the other ring!! Look at him grind Matthews up like hamburger meat on that cage!"

T.R.: "Yes, now Matthews is bleeding, but he's on his own over there! Golem and Matthews are the only ones in that ring! Minion is pounding away on Nevada as Wicks goes back to work on Stone Wolf! Wicks with a chokehold! Draven has Rabesque tied up in the ropes and he is pounding away at him! It looks like Minion's group is in total control here!!"

J.S.: "As expected!"

T.R.: "Willie Bennett doesn't know who to check first here! He goes over to Rabesque and he vehemently says no! Stone Wolf does the same! Wait!! Nevada rakes Minion's eyes and kicks him in the groin!! Ohhhh!!! Cradle brainbuster on Minion!! Wow!! Nevada pries Draven off of Rabesque and throws him headfirst into the cage!! Nevada grabs Wicks by the hair, pulls him off Stone Wolf, uppercuts him and slams him down!!"

V.A.: "Nevada is cleaning house in there!!"

J.S.: "No!! Stop him Golem!!"

T.R.: "Nevada climbs into the other ring and Golem was about to apply the Claw on Matthews!! Golem lets off as he sees Nevada coming!! Nevada slowly stalks him, and we have the rattlesnake vs. the mongoose here! Both men are no stangers to each other as they circle and Nevada charges in swinging!! Golem answers!! Neither man is backing down from the other's hits! Golem tackles Nevada and gets on top of him!! Huge rights neutralize him and Golem gets the Claw on!! Oh my!!"

V.A.: "And Bennett is right there to check it!! Will Nevada give up!?"

J.S.: "This is it!! This is it!! Give it up Nevada, there is no escape!!"

T.R.: "Matthews is up, and he sees Mevada down, and he grabs Golem from behind and hits a German release suplex!! What impact!! Nevada tries to collect himself as Matthews joins the battle in the other ring!! Rabesque and Stone Wolf are fighting off Wicks, Minion and Draven! Matthews evens the score!! Matthews with a dropkick on Minion!! Stone Wolf grabs Draven and hits a short clothesline!! Rabesque takes Wicks down with a single leg takedown and Wicks clotheslines himself on the ropes!!"

V.A.: "What a move by Rabesque! That took some agility! What a seesaw battle!"

J.S.: "I don't like this at all! Get up guys, don't let these clowns get the best of you! You are the baddest of the bad! There is too much on the line here! We need that executive to set things straight around here!"

T.R.: "Rabesque mounts the top turnbuckle and comes crashing down right on Draven's injured knee!! This could be the beginning of the end for Draven!! Matthews dumps Wicks into the other ring and Nevada gets up and follows! Golem tries to grab Nevada from behind, but Nevada arm drags him into the other ring! We have four men in each ring now!"

V.A.: "Rabesque is really working on Draven's knee here!"

T.R.: "Stone Wolf is on the top rope! He launches with a lariat, but Minion grabs Bennett and throws him in front!! Ohhh!!! Bennett just took the full brunt of that clothesline from Stone Wolf! Stone Wolf looks like he's in shock!"

V.A.: "Rabesque just slapped the figure four on Draven!! This could be it, but Bennett is out!"

T.R.: "Minion tries to break it up! Stone Wolf sees him and dives to stop him! Minion sidesteps his attack!! Stone Wolf crashes right onto Rabesque, and the figure four is broken!! Draven looks to be out here!"

J.S.: "Stone Wolf is singlehandedly ruining this match for his team!! I knew he was an oaf, but this takes the cake! Put him out Minion!"

T.R.: "But Stone Wolf drops Minion with a well placed boot to the chops!! Rabesque is up and he is in the face of Stone Wolf!! Uh oh!! I think Rabesque thought Stone Wolf broke the hold!! Oh boy, we got some problems here!!"

J.S.: "They're disintegrating right before our eyes! Ha ha ha!!"

T.R.: "Rabesque and Stone Wolf are still arguing as Golem comes over and double clotheslines them both from the top rope!! Minion is back up too and they both start kicking and stomping at them! That error may have cost Rabesque's team the match!"

(The crowd starts reacting to someone coming to the ring)

V.A.: "Somebody is coming to the ring!!"

T.R.: "It's Joe Massacre!! What is he doing here!!? And he has a huge pair of bolt cutters!! Is he going to help Rabesque and company here!? The crowd is cheering him on to do so!"

V.A.: "I don't think Massacre knows if he's coming or going!!"

T.R.: "Massacre cuts the lock on the door and he enters the cage!! He has the bolt cutters and Minion and Golem don't see him enter!! They have their back turned beating on Rabesque and Stone Wolf! Massacte raises his bolt cutters, he's going to smash Minion in the back!! He taps Minion's shoulder and WHAT!!?? Minion steps aside!! Ohhhh!!!! Noooo!!! Massacre nails Rabesque in the midsection with the bolt cutters!! Oh my God!! He does the same to Stone Wolf!! This is unbelievable!!"

V.A.: "We saw Massacre turn on Michael Kerrigan earlier and join up with Troy Martinez, but what are his motives here, has he joined the side of Minion!?"

J.S.: "I think that's obvious, moron! He just hit Minion's opponents with bolt cutters!!"

T.R.: "Look at this!! Massacre is leaving the cage laughing and he closes the door behind him! What an evil bastard!! The tide has been turned in a serious way as Golem applies the Claw to Rabesque and Minion is choking the life from Stone Wolf!!"

V.A.: "Hey, who is that!!? Somebody just jumped out of the crowd!!"

T.R.: "That man is attacking Massacre!! Holy smokes!! He rips his Tennessee Titans hat and sunglasses off!! Look who it is!!!"

J.S.: "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

T.R.: "It's BRIAN LAWLER!!! I can't believe it!! Brian Lawler has returned to the FWF and he is beating the life from Joe Massacre with Massacre's own bolt cutters!! Brian Lawler was here to watch the back of Jean Rabesque's team!!"

V.A.: "Lawler is beating him all the way to the locker rooms! And look in the ring!! Nevada is over and he pulls Golem and Minion off of Stone Wolf and Rabesque!!"

T.R.: "Matthews has Wicks tied up in the ropes in the other ring as Draven was dropped by Nevada!! Nevada grabs Minion and throws him headfirst into the cage!! Stone Wolf is up and he grabs Golem from behind and drills him in the face! Stone Wolf climbs into the ring where Matthews is!"

V.A.: "It looks like Willie Bennett is back up, woozy but conscious!"

J.S.: "I can't believe that idiot Lawler is back!! Damnit!! Come on Wicks, get yourself untied already!!"

T.R.: "Lawler and Massacre have vanished behind the curtain, as Lawler was stomping a mudhole in Massacre! Stone Wolf pulls Draven up!! A full nelson..into a face-first full nelson slam!! And Stone Wolf holds onto the full nelson and turns it into a camel clutch type hold!! What a maneuver!! This is it!! Bennett is right there to check!! Bennett raises his arm and it falls limply to the mat!! Wait!! Draven just muttered something to Bennett!! Great camera angle guys!! That's it!! Bennett calls for the bell!!! Stone Wolf has made Draven give up!!!"

J.S.: "No way!! No way!! Draven has NEVER, EVER given up!! That's BS and Bennett knows it!!"

T.R.: "This place has gone bananas!! What an ovation for the winning team!! Rabesque and Nevada continue to pound on Minion and Golem here, as Bennett tells them it's over! Rabesque and Nevada turn and stare at Stone Wolf, who has his arms raised in the other ring! Matthews gives Wicks one last shot before he climbs to the other ring!"

V.A.: "I think Rabesque is still unhappy about that earlier accidental shot from Stone Wolf! But it doesn't matter because Stone Wolf won the match for his team!"

J.S.: "I want to know what Draven told Bennett, because it certainly wasn't 'I Quit'!"

T.R.: "Shades, you saw the condition Draven is in, I hope the man did give up to prevent further injury! Uh oh! Rabesque is talking to Stone Wolf here as the double cage raises up!! Golem and Minion both roll out of the ring and make their way to the back as Wicks finally gets himself free! He rolls out as well! Draven is still out!"

V.A.: "Rabesque is not happy about this at all!"

J.S.: "Well good! I hope they tear each other apart so I don't have see their asses anymore! I'm sick of this!! Malec paid off Bennett!! It's a God damned conspiracy!!"

T.R.: "I fully trust Bennett's judgment! Matthews rolls out of the ring as Nevada tries to break up Rabesque and Stone Wolf! What is he doing!? Matthews has a chair!! He rolls into the ring!"

V.A.: "Is Matthews going to use force to break this up!?"

T.R.: "WHAT IN THE WORLD!!?? Matthews just leveled Rabesque in the back of the head with that chair!! What is he doing!!?? Stone Wolf turns and gets drilled himself!! He goes down in a heap!! Nevada is infuriated and he attacks Matthews with a vengeance!! What has Matthews done!!??"

V.A.: "Matthews has turned on his own teammates and I don't know why!!"

J.S.: "I don't know why ya did it Matthews, but I'm damn proud ya did!! Thank God somebody has some sense around here!!"

T.R.: "Look who's coming to the ring!! It's Ricky Kabe and Billy's brother Brian!! What is going on here!! They both have chairs from the back!! They slide into the ring behind Nevada and OH MY GOD!!! A double chair shot to the back and head of Nevada!! He's down!! The crowd is in a frenzy of boos as the garbage rains down on the ring!! I can't believe this!! Billy Matthews, the silent partner of Jean Rabesque's squad, has taken a huge opportunity here and has dropped the three singles champions of the FWF!! Unbelievable!!"

V.A.: "What was his motivation!? Why did he do it!? Was it jealousy!? Was it the prospect of getting title shots against the three men!? Who knows!"

J.S.: "Billy Matthews, I knew you had it in ya!! I knew it!!"

T.R.: "I thought Matthews was a stand-up guy, but I take it all back! Look at this, his brother Brian and Ricky Kabe continue to demolish them with chairs and then they embrace!! What is Ricky Kabe doing out there and how does he fit in!? Was he secretly allied with Matthews all this time!?"

V.A.: "I have heard rumors that the Matthews Brothers and Kabe went to the same high school in Chicago, so that is very possible, Tony! This bond could go back years for all we know!"

T.R.: "I, as is the rest of this crowd, am disgusted by the behavior of Billy Matthews here, as he has turned his back on his team and his fans!"

J.S.: "Those egomaniacs got what they deserved! Their heads were expanding to critical mass and Matthews had to deflate them a little bit and I love it!"

T.R.: "Well, the positive side to this is Abel Wicks does not get his executive into the FWF, Thank God! But Billy Matthews, his brother Brian, and Ricky Kabe have all made a statement tonight! They want to be the main powers here in the FWF, and they made their statement in stunning fashion! The three men leave Jean Rabesque, Nevada Smith, and Stone Wolf laying in the ring as the garbage continues to fly! NO ONE has ever taken out all three singles champions at once! I still can't believe this!"

V.A.: "Matthews has been acting strangely so maybe we should have expected this!"

T.R.: "Well fans, the EMTs are here to check on the three downed champions and we are out of time! So, for Victor Alvarez and Jake Shades, this is Tony Ross signing off from the Fleet Center in Boston! We hope you enjoyed Total Conquest 2000!! See you at Battleground in Des Moines!!"

J.S.: "And God bless Billy Matthews!!"

(The highlights of the evening's matches are shown as the credits roll. The final shot shows Rabesque, Nevada, and Stone Wolf all being loaded into ambulances. Fadeout)