Card #40: PPV: World Impact Y2K
May 24, 2000

(Fade in to darkness. The audio is on dead. Without warning a screech echoes throughout the speakers and an anticipated explosion finally pops. The explosion brings about a screen change and in big, bold letters reads "WORLD IMPACT Y2K!" The screen fades and then cuts to thousands of screaming people packed into the San Jose Arena as we're live on Fox Sports America. Tony Ross sits alone at the announce table. He takes the magnitude of hosting the World Impact Y2K pre-show alone well on the outside, but we know on the inside he's all nerves.)

Ross: "F...W...F...FANS, WELCOME! Welcome to World Impact Y - 2 - K! I'm Tony Ross, and, as nearly always, Jake Shades will make his enterance later. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm going to take this one solo..."

(CUE UP: "Unforgiven" by Metallica)

(The crowd turns to enterance ramp, as they're obviously taken by surprise. Matthews, nearly on cue with the rising of the music, bats back the curtain and walks out to suck in the outpour of boos from the crowd. He wears street clothes, which is the norm for him. A pair of blue jeans and a "People don't like me...and I don't give a..." shirt. He makes his way to the ring where the crowd anticipate a long dissertation on tonights torture chamber match. Instead, Matthews passes the ring and heads to the announce table with Tony Ross. He dons a set of headphones and makes himself ready to give commentary.)

Ross: "Billy...welcome to the announce table."

Matthews: "Pleasure to be here, Tony, pleasure to be here."

Ross (checking papers in front of him): "Billy...I must admit this comes as a surprise, I don't see anything on the papers here. I assume that..."

Matthews: "Spontaneous, Tony...this is a spontaneous action."

Ross: "Well, Billy, I can't say on normal conditions that I'd want it this way, but with Jake not here, I can't complain about the help."

Matthews: "I've come to give my insight."

Ross: "Well fans, it looks like we're going to jump right into the ring here, as Lars Magellan and Pierre LaRue are ready to go."

Matthews: "I must say I've never paid attention to these guys."

Ross: "They're up and coming wrestlers Billy. They're trying to find their footing here. I remember...you were there once.

Matthews: "But only for a while..."

Ross: "The action'll start at midring with Lars and LaRue locking up. Lars looks to be outpowering LaRue for the moment. He's got LaRue arched over. Wait...LaRue's coming back up...and...he's switched the tide."

Matthews: "Tony, as a side note, let's try to keep those jokes about Rabesque down with a fellow frenchman in the ring..."

Ross: "I...I..."

Matthews: "Aye, aye, you say...it's good to have you aboard the ship Tony...now try and call the match."

Ross (sighing): "LaRue's out on an advantage here over Lars Magellan. LaRue throws Magellan to the ropes...Lars springing back, expecting a clothesline....and LaRue hits a drop toe hold. Lars hits the mat without anticipation. Lars gets to his feet...BUT is taken down by a missle drop kick by LaRue! LaRue covering...1...kickout by Magellan."

Matthews: "Good thought..just to early for LaRue."

Ross: "I'll have to agree Billy...but earlier you mentioned Jean Rabesque, as LaRue continues to hold an advantage over Magellan. Anyway, Billy, I'm going to take advantage of the opportunity here...Jean Rabesque against Minion tonight on the Pay Per View...what do you think?

Matthews: "Rabesque..."

Ross (slightly taken back): "Billy...OUCH...LaRue went for a clothesline, but Magellan whipped him into a nasty armbar. LaRue is down and in pain."

Matthews: "He's also fairly close to the ropes though."

Ross: "True...but...you say Rabesque, that quick, that strong...I thought that you an..."

Matthews: "You asked who I thought would win Tony. You never asked who I wanted to win. If you'd asked that I'd'a' said niether..."

Ross: "And LaRue gets the ropes...Magellan forced to break the hold."

Matthews: "There's no since denying Rabesque's ability, he's made himself a credible opponent in the past. But...to put it plain and simple...he was taking Nevada, Stone Wolf, and I on the wrong course."

Ross: "Magellan still out front with nicely executed DDT. He'll cover 1...2..and a kickout. And, Billy, I think you're right as far as the talent of Rabesque. Magellan's got Pierre up. OUCH! Atomic Drop! LaRue is staggering about...Magellan gets him again...INVERTED ATOMIC DROP! Pierre is stumbling to the corner holding himself in the lower region."

Matthews: "Let me tell you Tony...that does not feel good at all..."

Ross: "I can imagaine Billy...Magellan hovers over a corner Pierre LaRue. Start the count...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10. Pierre is walking, looking like he's drunk...Lars coming over...D-D-T! Lars a cover...1...2..KICKOUT! Lars yanks up LaRue...a throw the ropes...Lars catches him on the spring back...SPINEBUSTER! Wait...Lars quickly straps on his finisher!"

Matthews: "LaRue is too far from the ropes..."

Ross: "As Billy said, LaRue can't reach, not only because of the distance factor, but because he's out cold. Lars brings up LaRue for a powerbomb...OH MY! LaRue is POWERBOMBED INTO ALL THREE TURNBUCKLES!"

Matthews: "Meanwhile...Lars puts on a Figure Four and Lars is out!"

(Fade to World Impact Y2K commercial.)

(Fade back in to Tony Ross and Billy Matthews at the announce table.)

Ross: "Billy, before we get into the first match of the four-team, tag tournament, I want to ask you...who do you think will crowned the FWF's first ever WORLD CHAMPION!"

Matthews: "A lot of people think that Maxwell Houz is unstopable, Tony, but, personally, I think that the 'Nark will pull this one off. He's more experienced than Houz..."

Ross: "...but if Houz pulled it off you wouldn't be surprised?"

Matthews: "Not a bit..."

Ross: "And, real quick, what about Jobber?"

Matthews: "He's a possible winner...I personally just don't think he'll win."

Ross: "Well folks, tune into WORLD IMPACT Y-2-K to find out who is crowned the FWF's first WORLD CHAMPION! Right now though, let's take it to the ring for first round competition in a four team tournament. In the ring, Licensed to Kill and Fed Up are readying to go at it."

Matthews: "It looks like Caitiff and RJ will start things off."

Ross: "Caitiff starts off after RJ before the bell. He's got RJ in the corner already. He's wear him down with some knees..."

Matthews: "It's a good tactic, Tony..."

Ross: "But a bit unfair, don't you think?"

Matthews: "Hey...que sera, sera..."

Ross: "Anyways, Caitiff has gotten RJ over by Licensed to Kill's corner. Caitiff makes a tag to Harrington. Harrington grabs RJ while Caitiff climbs to the second turnbuckle. POWERBOMB by Harrington...MOONSAULT BY CAITIFF. Harrington covers...1...2...KICKOUT BY RJ."

Matthews: "This Licensed to Kill team seems to have their gameplan set..."

Ross: "That they do Billy, as Harrington continues to punish RJ. Brandon's seen enough...he's trying to get in the ring, but the ref Danny Daiper is not letting him in..."

Matthews: "You've gotta learn that doing that only hurts your opponent more..."

Ross: "As is shown here by Caitiff again getting to the ropes. PUMPHANDLE by Harrington...and he's just kicking RJ over toward the turnbuckle. Caitiff jumps as Harrington exist with a 'ghost tag'....Senton Bomb by Caitiff. A cover...1...2...KICKOUT...KICKOUT..."

Matthews: "The obvious question here, Tony, is 'how'?"

Ross: "Indeed...Caitiff makes another tag to Harrington. They're taking RJ to about midring...Harrington is strapping him in...DOUBLE POWERBOMB! Harrington with a cover, as Caitiff fights off Brandon. 1...2...3...and we've got a winner...Licensed to Kill!"

Matthews: "Licensed to Kill is walking off, as poor Brandon Goodbay tends to RJ Harris, who is almost lifeless in there. Brandon saw no ring time at all in this match."

Ross: "Licensed to Kill dominated this match without a doubt Billy. They will take on the winner Franchise's Dream versus Bad Company. Fans...we'll be back after this brief message with that match and Golem taking on Ricky O'Neill."

(Fade to commercials of the Pay Per View and FWFs videogame.)

(Fade back in to Billy Matthews and Tony Ross at the announce table.)

Ross: "Well fans, up next we're going to see the second first round match in the four man tag tourney. It will be Franchise's Dream versus Bad Company. Let's take it to the ring as this one is about to get under way."

Matthews: "This time we're gonna start out with Lance Turner against Hank Thompson."

Ross: "Lance rushes Hank and both men are trading punches left and right. Lance gets a good one in on Hank and that gives him time to set Hank up for a vertical suplex. Hank is up...and DOWN. Lance waits for Hank to get to his feet. A lockup...Lance flings Hank to the ropes...CLOTHESLINE by Lance. A cover...1...and a kickout out by Hank."

Matthews: "Way too earlier to try that. Very wishful thinking on the part of Lance Turner."

Ross: "Billy, since we've discussing this Pay Per View that's coming up in a little more than a half an hour, what are your thoughts on the tag team scaffold match."

Matthews: "There's a lot that has to be said for both men, mostly out of respect for doing something like a scaffold match. I'll come out and tell you, I've been in some scary situations in this biz...that scaffold..."

(Cut to a brief shot of the scaffold.)

Ross: "Lance has been working Hank down a bit. Lance is trying to fling Hank to the ropes...Oh..Irish Whip by Hank...and Lance on the rebound...OH...CLOTHESLINE BY HANK! Both men stumbling a bit...and...both men get a tag."

Matthews: "That'll put Danny Gable and Alan Thompson in the ring."

Ross: "Alan runs full blast at Danny and catches him off guard. CLOTHESLINE BY ALAN! Alan's picking him up...SUPLEX by Alan Thompson. Alan's up...and is dragging Danny up...SUPLEX by Alan Thompson, AGAIN! Alan's got Danny locked in a sleeper hold. The ref is grabbing Danny's arm...he's dropping it...once....twice....AND LANCE DROP KICKS ALAN! Alan and Danny are both down at midring...the ref starts the count...1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...and Alan's up...he's moving toward Hank...DANNY TRIPS HIM UP! Danny is crawling to Lance...Alan's crawling to Hank....DANNY MAKES A TAG! Lance runs to the otherside of the ring...ALAN MAKES...."

Matthews: "SUPERKICK BY LANCE TURNER ON HANK THOMPSON!"

Ross: "Alan Thompson is left in the ring with Lance Turner. Lance picks up Alan. He turns him and straps on a powerbomb. RUNNING POWERBOMB by Lance. Lance makes a tag to a weakened Danny Gable. Lance still has Alan strapped for a DDT. TORNADO DDT by Lance Turner...GUILLOTINE LEG DROP by Danny Gable...GET THIS...GET THIS...a cover...1...2...3! Franchise's Dream will go on into the finals against Licensed to Kill!"

Matthews: "Tony, I'll take this....fans, stick around..."

(Fade to commercials of the FWF actions figures.) (Fade back in to the ring where we are graced with the presence of Data. Data is wearing black, leather pants and a tight, zip-up, leopard print bra-top shirt. She's motions for the mic and Paul Kramer gladly gives it to her. Meanwhile, Alex Graham makes his way on the outside.)

Crowd: "SHOW US YOUR T!TS!"

Data (with a sexy smile): "If all of you quiet down I might just make your dream come true..."

(The crowd cheers more and she continues.)

Data: "Malec and Lebron seem to have the idea that my client is a...what is it called...a no-name Jobber. They just continue to put him up against no name talent. (She points to Graham) So, I am here to say, that after this massacre tonight, that Hacker and myself are going on strike until the demands we want are met. Now, you, Mr. Ring announcer do your job and announce my baby so he can beat this piece of crap."

(Alex Graham is furious. He gets in the ring and starts to get in Data's face. Meanwhile, Hacker slips in from the otherside.)

Ross: "HACKER WITH A SUPERKICK! He goes for a pin...1...2..and Graham kicks out! Hacker leans back and tries another! GRAHAM BLOCKS IT. Hacker hits the mat hard. Graham pulls up Hacker...flings him to the ropes. TILT-O-WHIRL BACKBREAKER....Graham flings him to the opposite ropes...ANOTHER TILT-O-WHIRL BACKBREAKER..."

Matthews: "Needless to say, Alex Graham is a wee bit pissed..."

Ross: "Alex Graham grabs Hacker and hits him with a series of punches, pushing the two to a corner. Alex Graham violently throws Hacker 'cross ring into the other turnbuckle....and...he follows with a clothesline! Hacker's doubled over...DDT BY GRAHAM. Graham yanks up Hacker...throws him to the ropes...SPINEBUSTER! He falls to strap on the 'Anything but Gentle.' He's got it locked...."

(Data enters the ring. She unzips the top a bit as Graham leaves Hacker and is sucked in by the 'cleavage pull.')

Ross: "Well, the she-devil is at work...WAIT...somehow Hacker is up...Graham turns around...LOW BLOW BY DATA. POWERBOMB BY HACKER. Hacker picks up Graham and throws him to the ropes...VIRUS! VIRUS! Hacker hits THE VIRUS! And Hacker has won this one with THE VIRUS!"

(Fade to commercials for the Pay Per View.)

(Fade in to the ring where Ricky O'Neill and Golem are standing, waiting for the bell.)

Ross: "This one is about to get under way folks..."

Matthews: "This should be a brutal match..."

Ross: "Indeed, Billy, indeed...and there's the bell. The Tank immediatly starts off by trying to spear tackle Golem...Golem's off balance as he was adorning that claw of his. Golem recovers...DROP TOE HOLD! The Tank is down!"

Matthews: "Inexperience move by O'Neill...experienced move by Golem..."

Ross: "Golem's thrown Ricky O'Neill into an arm bar....but the ropes are right there and the hold must be broken. Golem comes up kicking at The Tank. The Tank is pushed into the corner where Golem's setting up to get in some good shots..."

Crowd: "1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10..."

Ross: "Golem's got The Tank locked for a DDT....Golem jumps back...DDT BY GOLEM! SICKENING! Golem yanks O'Neill up and throws him to the ropes...The Tank comes back on the rebound...DEATH VALLEY DRIVER by Golem! Golem springs up and starting kicking O'Neill vicously. Golem is getting very brutal on O'Neill here..."

Matthews: "Golem is certainly no softy...I've been in there...he'll bring a brawl to you..."

Ross: "Golem continues to pound on O'Neill. While we're on the subject of brutality Billy...what about your match tonight...the four-way Torture Chamber match for the National Title..."

Matthews: "Tony...I think it'll be a blood bath. I think that I'll definitely have to kill the three other guys to win..."

Ross: "Abel Wicks...you guys have been saying he doesn't belong...and although I'm inclined to agree...what are your thoughts on his chances..."

Matthews: "Like you said Tony, I don't think he's suppose to be there, but he is there and we've gotta live with it. As far as his chances, I think he has a good chances at it because he wants the National Title, but I don't think he can get me for it..."

Ross: "Golem with a jawbreaker on O'Neill...Golem picks O'Neill up and O'Neill crashes to the mat. Golem contracts an eerie smile on his face and raises the claw in anticipation. THERE IT IS....THE CLAW....O'Neill's arm falls once...twice...three times...O'Neill is out cold...William Bennett is calling for EMTs and Golem is still applying the Claw...EMTs try to get in the ring and Golem lashes at them with the claw as O'Neill's body falls on the release of the claw...Golem finally exits the ring and walks back with a sinister grin..."

(Fade out to a shot of Golem walking back and then to a commercial promoting last minute Pay Per View ordering.)

(Fade back in to Billy Matthews and Tony Ross sitting at the announcer's table.)

Ross: "Well folks, we are just minutes away from World Impact Y2K! We're taking you to the ring for tonight's main event on this FWF World Impact Y2K Pre-Show....Franchise's Dream versus Licensed to Kill."

Matthews: "We'll have Danny Gable start off against Harrington."

Ross: "Harrington gives Gable a big boot right off the bat and it sends Gable back. Harrington grabs him and flings him violently to the ropes. CLOTHESLINE by Harrington...and...LEG DROP by Harrington. Harrington grabs Gable and pulls him over while he makes the tag to Caitiff. Caitiff climbs the ropes...Harrington goes up for a suplex...MISSLE DROP KICK BY CAITIFF ON GABLE! Caitiff goes for a cover...1...2...MISSLE DROP KICK BY LANCE TURNER. Harrington grabs Turner and chokeslams him to the mat. Caitiff tags in Harrington and Harrington takes Turner down again and continues to beat on Gable."

Matthews: "Franchise's Dream is really in trouble here. Both of them are down and Harrington is ripping through them like mad."

Ross: "Harrington is taking Gable to midring as he makes a tag to Caitiff. Caitiff scaling the ropes again and this could be it for Franchise's Dream. Harrington straps on a powerbomb while Caitiff sets up for a Moonsault. Harrington brings Gable up and....SPEAR BY TURNER! SPEAR BY TURNER! IT TOOK OUT HARRINGTON'S LEG...CAITIFF DOESN'T KNOW ABOUT IT AND HE'S MISSED THE MOONSAULT! The spear's knock Gable on top of Harrington....the ref's down to cover...1...2...3! FRANCHISE'S DREAM WIN!"

Matthews: "Interesting twist there Tony...Gable, who's close to unconscious pins Harrington on a move that Turner executed. Brilliant move by Lance Turner."

Ross: "That it was Billy...folks that all the time we have here...stay tuned for...."

Crowd: "WORLD IMPACT Y - 2 - K"

(CUTTO: an image of an empty chair at the FWF broadcast booth... along side of it appears a still photo of the FWF's own Victor Alvarez as we begin to hear the time-keeper's bell ring. It rings 10 times followed by a moment of silence as below the Alvarez image appears the following:

The screen slowly begins to fade as we begin to hear the unmistakeable sounds of fans in the background ..... CUTTO a somber looking Tony Ross along with Jake Shades.......)

TONY ROSS: (speaking in reserved tones) Hello fans and welcome to yet another FWF PPV. Regrettably, our main order of business tonight takes us to a grave announcement. It pains me to report that late last night, FWF commentator and friend, Victor Alvarez, suffered a brain aneurysm and subsequently died on the way to Our Lady of Mercy Hospital in California. (OORP: while I know something similar to this aired last nite on Nitro... that is purely COINCIDENTAL as Scott and I came up with this idea about 3 weeks ago...) This news came as a shock to the all of us here as well as the entire Wrestling Community. He was my co-host, my friend..... and he will be missed. I'd like to take this moment to observe one minute of silence as we pay our last respects to one of our own... one of wrestling's own..... a man who gave his all to this great sport we love, and never once had a moment of regret......

(almost instantly the loud arena quiets down to a low buzzing as everyone pays their last respects to FWF commentator, Victor Alvarez....)

TONY ROSS: Hard as it is to do, we must go on with tonight's PPV, if you'll just allow me a few minutes to gather myself together..... (pauses momentarily....) Okay, Fans, welcome to the FWF PPV here in San Jose California! I'm here with my co-host Jake Shades. Earlier tonight, in what almost rivaled the Victor Alvarez trajedy, Golem simply ANNIHILATED Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill! Reports are still sketchy, but from what I understand Ricky "The Tank" O'Neill was immediately taken to the hospital in critical condition. Preliminary reports are that his injuries are severe that he may never be able to enter the squared circle ever again!

JAKE SHADES: Well, he was up against Golem, the FWF's own "ICEMAN" if you may, a man who has injured MORE wrestlers in the FWF than anyone!

TONY ROSS: That's right, Golem ended Nostradamus's career about a year ago and nearly ended Helix's and Billy Matthews careers as well. To recap further on the pre-show matches, Hacker with a surprise win over Alex Graham....

JAKE SHADES: Surprise win? I don't think anyone really gives Hacker the credit he deserves. I personally expected him to beat Graham.

TONY ROSS: Well Hacker has had his share of tough breaks but there's no doubt that he'll give any wrestler in the FWF a tough battle... We also had new comer Lars Magellan, who's been on fire as of late continue his winning ways with a victory over Pierre LaRue, and the Franchise's Dream ended up walking away the victors in a 4 team tournament to earn a shot at the Tag Team Titles.

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, even I'd have to admit that I've never witnessed such an exciting preshow leading up to what promises to be an even more exciting PPV.

TONY ROSS: My thoughts exactly Jake after all, tonight we crown the FWF's FIRST ever World Champion! Who will it be? Anarky? Jobber? Maxwell Houz? Jake, any predictions?

JAKE SHADES: Ummm.... well, um, errr..... ya, I think, ummm I can't really comment rather than to say that I'm sure that'll be one hell of a battle.

TONY ROSS: We'll also see the National Title being defended as newly crowned Champion Asylum defends against not one, not two, but THREE opponents in a 4-way cage match! It's enough to make Asylum even more insane than he already is as he takes on the only man to defeat him here in the FWF, Former National Champion Black Sage, as well as Former Frontier Champions "The Ikon" Abel Wicks and Billy Matthews! Jake, any observations on this one?

JAKE SHADES: (responding solemnly...) No.... none right now.

TONY ROSS: Umm... okay... we'll just get your views on that match a little later. Also scheduled tonight will be a Tag Team title defense as the New Breed take on the Cat Pack in a SCAFFOLD MATCH!! That promises to be an unforgettable match wouldn't you agree Jake?

JAKE SHADES: Yeah... um I suppose so.....

TONY ROSS: Also on the line tonight will be the X-Treme Ring that was vacated by Asylum when he captured the National Title from Black Sage. JD Badluck and Suicide King will be vying for that UnSanctioned title tonight and knowing those two, I'm sure they'll be keeping the EMTs on alert! Also scheduled tonight will be the wrestling debut of Gladiator as he takes on former Cable TV and former Frontier Champion Stone Wolf! This match has a lot of importance for both competitors, Stone Wolf is just coming off his Frontier Title loss, his FIRST loss in the FWF of note, and he's looking to get right back on track tonight. Gladiator would like nothing more than to come out of here tonight with a debut win. Any thoughts on that one Jake?

JAKE SHADES: (sighing heavily) Well, like you said, Stone Wolf is just coming off his FIRST ever loss in the FWF and I'm sure wants to put it behind him with a win tonight over Gladiator.

TONY ROSS: We're also witnessing Jean Rabesque's LAST match tonight as he has just announced that win, lose or draw, he WILL be retiring after tonight's match against his arch nemesis, Minion. I'm sure that'll put a smile on your face Jake.

JAKE SHADES: Well, normally, something like that would make my day, but it actually doesn't make a difference to me one way or the other. Rabesque is a 3 time Frontier Champion and no matter what the outcome of tonight's match against Minion, I'm sure he'll be remembered as one of the greatest champions in FWF history.

TONY ROSS: Surprising commentary coming from someone who's always had nothing but disparaging things to say about him, but under tonight's circumstances, it's understandable. Also headlining tonight is Nemesis against Conflict and Nevada Smith against Ricky Kabe! Fans we're gonna break away for a brief moment but don't go anywhere 'cause when we return, it'll be the start of the PPV!

(Cameras fade away from the broadcast booth and begins to show the image of Victor Alvarez once again as it fades off into silence.....)

(Camera fades back to the San Jose Arena and the broadcast booth as we see Jake Shades, Tony Ross and the fans watching the Jumbotron as it cuts to footage of the lounge of the Hebert J Hoover Federal Prison outside of Baltimore where a rowdy bunch of prisoners and guards are watching the PPV......)

TONY ROSS:---Not only are we joined on PPV tonight by countries from all over the world, but we're being joined for the first time in a string of federal prisons in the eastern part of the country in conjuction with Black Sage's prison literacy program. We talked to a few men who are a part of this positive new program earlier, and here's what they had to say.

(Cutto to footage of a few prisoner taped during an earlier match in the evening.)

PRISONER #1:---Yeah man...this is great, getting some overdue help that works AND getting to watch the guys who made it possible wrestle on PPV! We're all real excited, those of us in the program.

PRISONER #2:---If you told me about this a year ago, I wouldn't have believed it! Things are finally changing for the best in this institution. The FWF's got a lot to be proud of!!

PRISONER #3:---Man...I've struggled with educational prison reform programs before, and gave up on the whole thing some time back...but a couple of guys swore this program was making a difference..and they weren't lying! The FWF is cool in my book! I'm becoming a fan.

(Cut back to the prison lounge where FWF correspondant Wilson "The Pest" Hazard is sitting with prisoners and guards alike....)

WH:---Before we get back to ringside...let's find out who everyone's rooting for in the National Title 4-Way Torture Chamber match?

PRISONER #1:---Rooting for!? (laughs) Uh-uh...we all got money on this thing!

WH:---Well....gambling on pro-wrestling might not be the smartest bet, but in that case, who are you guys betting on?

PRISONER #2:---Black Sage, my man! He's the reason we're here and not rotting away in our cells right now! Black Sage, brutha...REP-RE-SENT! YEAH!

PRSIONER #1:---Nah, nah...my money's on Asylum! That guy's one crazy motherf(FCC)er, just like me!

GUARD #1:---I'm going with anybody *BUT* that Sage guy! Having to keep an eye on these guys all night ain't exactly fun when you ain't even a wrestling fan!

WH:---Not a wrestling fan? Why am I talking to you? (laughs) C'mon...one last pick, anybody?

PRISONER #3:---Black Sage! Don't listen to these others guys...we're all rootin' for Sage down here! He keeps it real!

WH:---There you have it, prisoner predictions for the National Title! Let's get back to ringside!

(The jumbotron fades away as attention is once again focused on the broadcast booth.....)

TONY ROSS: Wow! Black Sage seems to have the support of the ENTIRE prison population! It looks like his Prison Literacy Program is a huge success!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah.... Sage looks to have won over society's rejects, but this is isn't an election so it'll really do little if anything to influence the outcome of that match.

TONY ROSS: Well, anything to get an edge in this type of match..... being a cage match and all, I guess those prisoners can really relate to that 4 way battle.

(Cameras briefly cuts away and focuses on the cage elevated high above the ring.......)

TONY ROSS: Just look at that will ya? Later on tonight that cage will be lowered, trapping all 4 inside as they all tear each other apart.... all after one thing... the NATIONAL TITLE! Well enough with the speculation, I see Paul Kramer is about ready so let's send the action to him as we get ready for the start of the first match.....

(Cameras cut to center ring as Paul Kramer begins his bark....)

PAUL KRAMER: LAAAAAADIEEEES AND GEEEEENTLEEEEEEMEEN!!! WELCOME TO THE FWF's PPV of WOOOOORLD IMPAAACT Y-2-K!!!! Are you ready for some ACTION!?! (crowd pops loudly) For our first match this evening... we have hailing from Miami Florida... weighing 260 pounds....

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

PAUL KRAMER: He's CONFLIIIIICT!!!

(Conflict appears at the entrance ramp and is immediately received with mostly boos and a few scattered cheers ..... he ignores the fans as he makes his way down the aisle and to the ring.....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... hailing from Seattle Washington, weighing 240 pounds......

(CUE UP: The Thin Line by Queensryche.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's NEM-E-SIS!!!

(The arena explodes with cheers as Nemesis appears at the entrance ramp and acknowledges the fans...... he signs a few quick autographs and slowly makes his way down the aisle, slapping hands along the way....)

TONY ROSS: This should be an interesting match up.... Conflict has struggled a bit here in the FWF but just like Hacker, he's a tough opponent. Nemesis is coming off a tough loss from Ricky Kabe and is looking to get back on track tonight.

JAKE SHADES: I don't care a bit for Nemesis's brand of wrestling, being a goody-two-shoes and all, but he does show some potential in the ring..... for a loser that is...

TONY ROSS: Spoken like the Jake Shades we all know and despise. Nemesis is immediately attacked as he enters the ring! A forearm to the back of the head followed by a knee to the face staggers Nemesis! Conflict is relentless as he tears into Nemesis!

JAKE SHADES: Conflict is doing EXACTLY what he has to do to get the job done....

TONY ROSS: Nemesis is whipped across the ring.... off the ropes.... ducks a lariot by Conflict..... BELLY TO BACK SUPLEX INTO A PIN! ONE.... TWO.... KICKOUT BY CONFLICT! Nemesis almost caught Conflict by surprise here for an early win.... Conflict back to his feet... ARM DRAG TAKEDOWN BY NEMESIS! (SFX: fans cheering....) Just listen to those fans! They're 100% behind Nemesis!

JAKE SHADES: Well, it's simply a matter of taste... which the fans show a poor example of.....

TONY ROSS: Nemesis still has the armbar locked on but Conflict fights his way to his feet.... a rake of the eyes by Conflict breaks the hold! A chop across the throat sends Nemesis staggering back.... Conflict moves in, pushes Nemesis into the corner and repeatedly introduces his face to the turnbuckle! Nemesis is bleeding from the nose!

JAKE SHADES: Man! That HAD to hurt, he may just have broken Nemesis's nose... save for that light cushion there's very little give in those metal posts of the turnbuckle.

TONY ROSS: Conflicts wraps Nemesis's neck across the top rope and starts choking him by pulling down on the back of his head.... referee Danny Diaper starts his count and Conflict milks the count for all it's worth.

JAKE SHADES: That's the mark of a thinking wrestler.... milk the count for all it's worth... after all, if he's giving you up until the count of 3 to break the hold.... TAKE ADVANTAGE OF IT!

TONY ROSS: Indeed... sounds more like shortcuts if you ask me.... Conflict pulls Nemesis off the ropes.... BODY SLAM by Conflict! Conflict measures him for an elbow and drops... MISSED!! Nemesis rolled out of the way! Conflict goes for another elbow drop.... MISSED AGAIN AS NEMESIS ROLLS AWAY AND LEAPS TO HIS FEET!! (SFX: FANS CHEERING) And listen to these fans react as Nemesis shows signs of life! Conflict charges Nemesis... Nemesis stops him dead in his tracks with boot to the midsection..... follows it up with a double underhook DDT! Goes for the cover.... ONE .... TWO.... THR---NO KICKOUT!!

JAKE SHADES: There we just saw some of Nemesis's inexperience.... had he hooked the leg he may just have ended the match....

TONY ROSS: (giving Jake a curious look) You're absolutely right Jake.... nice observation..... Nemesis pulls Conflict up.... hooks the arm.... looks like he's going for a suplex.... got Conflict up... NO! BLOCKED BY CONFLICT.... REVERSE NECK BREAKER BY CONFLICT!! Nemesis never saw it coming and quite frankly neither did I! Where did Conflict get that reserve from?

JAKE SHADES: Looks more like a desperation move if you ask me.... Nemesis is still unsteady on his feet, no doubt still feeling the effects of the double underhook DDT.

TONY ROSS: Conflict tries to pull Nemesis to his feet and almost loses his balance..... he steadies himself, pulls Nemesis to his feet and ROCKS him with an uppercut! Nemesis stumbles back against the ropes..... Conflict pulls him and whips him across the ring... NO!! NEMESIS HANGS ON.... he's applying the WRATH OF VENGEANCE! He sweeps Conflict's legs and clotheslines him down to the mat! OH MY!! NEMESIS DROPPED HIS OWN WEIGHT ON TOP OF CONFLICT WITH THAT MOVE! He covers and hooks the leg this time.... ONE.... TWO.... THREE!! He did it! Nemesis fought back from a brutal beating and captured the win!

(SFX: FANS ROARING THEIR APPROVAL)

JAKE SHADES: Personally, I think Nemesis got lucky..... Conflict was disoriented and he took full advantage of it.... I'm sure this is far from over between them.

TONY ROSS: That may well be however tonight belongs to Nemesis and he's playing it for all it's worth. Look at him with the fans.... they just LOVE HIM!!

(Nemesis is seen celebrating with some of the fans at ringside....)

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, I see it, pretty pathetic if you ask me....

TONY ROSS: I'm getting word that something's going on in the A/V production room..... let's send the action to the FWF's private snoop, Otis "The Periscope" Sawyer...

(Cameras quickly cut to A/V room were we see the Cat Pack talking to some of the pyrotechnic specialists.... they seem to be explaining something to the techs until they apparently spot Otis's hidden cameras and Black Cat approaches and seconds later all goes to static..... cut back to the broadcast booth.....)

TONY ROSS: Wow! What was THAT all about? The Cat Pack have recently taken an active interest in the music industry as of late and now they seem to be taking an interest in production techniques.

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, they really seem to be branching out ..... I just hope they remain focused for their scaffold match tonight.

(Cameras cutto the Scaffold which is suspended just underneath the steel cage directly above the ring, supported by rollaway steel girders on either side.....)

TONY ROSS: It's pretty hard to say which is more intimidating, the cage or the scaffold. Each offer their own brand of excitement and danger and no doubt, each will leave a lasting impression on us all tonight!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, well It looks as if we're in for an impression right now...... LOOK!

(Cameras cutto the aisleway as the loudspeakers suddenly start blaring "More Human Than Human" by White Zombie.... the fans immediately start cheering loudly as Anarky makes his way toward the ring sporting his newly won Frontier Title around his waist. Anarky stops and talks to a few fans, and even signs an autograph or two.....)

TONY ROSS: Now HERE's a man that has come virtually out of nowhere and has helped to put wrestling back in the "proper" spotlight! With all the underhanded dirty tricks, all the sneak attacks as of late, it's reassuring to know that there are still a few men in this sport who take pride in what wrestling is truly about! Men like Stone Wolf, Nemesis.... men like the NEW FRONTIER CHAMPION, ANARKY!

JAKE SHADES: Quite frankly, despite his recent win over Stone Wolf, I think he's nothing more than just ANOTHER SELL-OUT!! With all the success that he's experiencing now, I'm sure he could do still better had he not chosen to sell out to the fans and most of all to Malec and LeBron!

TONY ROSS: SELL OUT!? (sighs heavily) This man just captured the Frontier Title from STONE WOLF! A man, who I might add, has NEVER lost a match here until now! And you call that selling out?

JAKE SHADES: Yep.... it's all about attitude and Anarky certainly has adopted the wrong one!

TONY ROSS: Well, you're welcome to tell him that anytime you want Jake.

JAKE SHADES: Maybe next time, I'm curious to hear what Mr. SELLOUT has to say....

(Anarky takes the mic and waits for the fans to quiet down some before beginning to speak....)

ANARKY: "San Jose, TONIGHT is the NIGHT. (Waits for once again for the crowd to quiet down as they renew their cheers). TONIGHT... you will finally witness what it is you have been WAITING your entire LIVES FOR. No longer will you be forced to sit through BORING INTERVIEWS about how so-and-so has been SCREWED by Malec and LeBron. No longer will I allow you to have to ENDURE the kind of garbage that has over-run this place. TONIGHT... Malec and LeBron... I will take everything you have done, and undo it. I will fix the cracks in the system you have allowed to develop. I will mend the open wounds. And I WILL become the FWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. Jobber... Maxwell Houz... TONIGHT... is the NIGHT... that you meet ANARKY. And Doc... Manson... I'm sure you'll try and stick your noses where they don't belong. But I warn you once, and only once. I will NOT be denied. And if that means your broken carcasses on the concrete floor... then that's what I have to do. TONIGHT, San Jose... the FWF... enters an AGE of.......ANARKY!"

(The rafters shake as the fans erupt with thunderous cheers as Anarky exits the ring and heads back to the locker rooms, acknowledging the fans as he does so......)

TONY ROSS: WOW! Anarky is just TAKING CHARGE! He drew the line in the sand and DARES anyone to cross it!

JAKE SHADES: Problem is, the people he's daring play for keeps! I'm sure Manson and Doc WiLL address his arrogance in a most PAINFUL manner!

TONY ROSS: No doubt they'll try but it sounds as if Anarky is more than prepared....

JAKE SHADES: Hope Anarky's life insurance is paid up 'cause with comments like that, he just went from a 30 watt bulb to a 100 watt bulb and SOMEBODY's bound to put his lights out!

TONY ROSS: Speaking of lights, the arena lights just dimmed a bit which means that we're ready for our next match. Take it away Paul!

(Cameras cutto center ring and Paul Kramer....)

PAUL KRAMER: Thanks Tony... fans, our next match involves two of the most controversial wrestlers in the FWF... first weighing 265 pounds, hailing from "Where ever the hell he wants to hail from" ....

(CUE UP: The Good, The Bad, The Ugly by Ennio Morricone....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's the former TWO-TIME NATIONAL Champion! He's NEVADAAAA SMIIIIITH!!

(Fans react with mostly cheers as Nevada Smith makes his way down to the aisle towards the ring....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... weighing 265 pounds, hailing from Champaign Illinois..... he's a former Frontier Champion.....

(CUE UP: Counterfeit by Limp Bizkit...)

PAUL KRAMER: He's RIIICKY KAAAABE!

(Fans boo loudly as they await the appearance of Ricky Kabe.... a few moments pass and nothing.... suddenly the curtains part and out steps NOT Ricky Kabe, but Billy Matthews! The fans are noticeably stunned as they momentarily fall silent... after a few moments Billy Matthews raises a mic to his lips and begins to speak....)

BILLY MATTHEWS: Looks like tonight's yer lucky night Nevada, Kabe's plane has been delayed and it doesn't look like he'll be tonight to KICK YER ASS! And they say that Santa doesn't exist... (chuckles) But anyhow, on to business.... Nevada, you have the nerve to call ME a sellout, yet WHO is the one receiving a title shot at the belt YOU just lost? The SAME belt that was gift wrapped to you when we because I DARED to speak my mind to CLOWNS that run this Fed!? Who Nevada? ME! THAT'S WHO!! Word on the FWF grapevine is that even if Kabe woulda been here to kick yer ass, this match would NOT have taken place because the very SAME people you stand for, are RE-EVALUATING yer contract as we speak!

TONY ROSS: Re-evaluating? What the hell does that mean?

BILLY MATTHEWS: I know you'll doubt everything I tell ya, which just goes to prove how truly STUPID you are. But I KNOW what I'm talking about. See, Nevada, even BEFORE ya arrived to the FWF, I've had my fingers on the very PULSE of this FEDERATION! And there's VERY little that escapes my attention here! As you'll soon see....

(Billy Matthews drops the mic to the floor and disappears behind the curtains leaving a somewhat confused Nevada speechless in the middle of the ring.......)

TONY ROSS: What's going on here? What does Matthews know that WE don't?

JAKE SHADES: Sounds like a few more bones in that FWF skeleton closet have just been exposed.

(Suddenly without warning, 10 San Jose Police Officers in riot gear emerge at each aisleway and walk directly to the ring where Nevada is.)

TONY ROSS: What now? What's going on now? It looks like they're here to escort Nevada out of the arena?!

(Nevada glares at them momentarily then steps through the ropes and drops to the arena floor below. Immediately one of the Police Officers tries to handcuff him and is immediately whipped into the ring post for his troubles. Immediately the other nine officers quickly swarm all over Nevada! One officer goes flying out of the pack and smacks the guardrail.... another officer is tossed through the ropes and into the ring..... but eventially Nevada is overwhelmed by the sheer weight of numbers and is finally subdued. They lift him to his feet, his hands handcuffed behind his back and escort him up the aisle as the fans begin booing and tossing debris at them.....)

TONY ROSS: What is the meaning of all of this? Has Nevada been fired? Has he been arrested?

JAKE SHADES: It would serve him right if he got both! I hope Anarky is watching this 'cause THIS is what happens to sell-outs around here!

TONY ROSS: There you go with this nonsense about sell outs again! Sure Nevada has had his problems with management as of late....

JAKE SHADES: Which makes what Matthews had to say that much more believable!

TONY ROSS: I don't know what to believe, but I do know that I WON'T make any snap judgements until we get corroboration of what exactly is going on! Fans, it doesn't appear that the Nevada/Kabe match will be taking place tonight.... for various unknown reasons tonight. So until further notice, this match will be cancelled!

JAKE SHADES: I wouldn't be surprised if Lord Dread is in on this. You know, he kinda threw us a curve last week with his announcement and it wouldn't surprise me if Dread is making his own power play in the FWF.

TONY ROSS: Yet another possibility, though highly unlikely. Jake, I think you're just too suspicous sometimes, not everyone has an ulterior motive.

JAKE SHADES: What YOUR problem is Tony, is that you're TOO trusting! Just look at the guys who have any sort of power here, Doc, Manson, and yes, even LeBron, Malec and Dread.... why do you suppose is that?

TONY ROSS: Well.... (interrupted)

JAKE SHADES: Because they DON'T trust anyone which keeps them on top of things! Remember Tony, this is a BUSINESS and these guys are about only two things.... MONEY AND POWER!

TONY ROSS: Well thank you Jake for your insights into the workings of the minds of those in power. Right now though, we'll have to go the workings of the minds of those in Battle as we prepare for our next match....

(Cameras cut back to center ring and Paul Kramer.....)

PAUL KRAMER: Well, umm... I've gotten official word that due to unforseen complications, the Nevada Smith/Ricky Kabe match has officially been cancelled. (SFX: fans booing) Now for the next contest..... debuting in his first match here in the FWF, at 223 pounds, hailing from Rome Italy....

(CUE UP: Shiny Happy People by R.E.M.)

PAUL KRAMER: He's GLAD-I-A-TOOOOOR!!

(Fans boo loudly as as Gladiator appears wearing chain-mail, helmet and carrying a shield.... he's pelted with debris as he makes his way down the aisle.... as he steps into the ring he discards the metal wear and is left in a tank top and shorts.....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... weighing 223 pounds, from the Black Mountains of New Mexico....

(Arena lights go out, A wolf howl echos throughout the arena, CUEUP: "Right Now" by Van Halen.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's the former Cable and Frontier Champion.... he's STOOOOOONE WOOOOOOOLF!!

(Thunderous cheers are heard as the familiar visage of Stone Wolf in his trade mark Tan-colored burlap vest and western-style blue jeans.... He pays little attention to the fans who eagerly reach out to touch him as he passes them by....)

TONY ROSS: Stone Wolf has been keeping a low profile since his recent title loss to Anarky. He doesn't look to have lost a step however as he goes right at Gladiator! They tie up in the middle of the ring.... Fireman take down by Stone Wolf but Gladiator is right back to his feet and floors Stone Wolf with a headscissors take down! Gladiator applying the pressure now.... Stone Wolf to his knees and escapes with a headstand kickout and wrestles Gladiator to the mat with a reverse chinlock!

JAKE SHADES: Stone Wolf is taking the fight right to Gladiator... almost as if he's sending a message to Anarky.

TONY ROSS: I wouldn't doubt it, after all Anarky not only was the first man to defeat him here in the FWF, and not only did he lose his Frontier title to him, but Anarky is also responsible for taking him out of the World Title picture. That's a lot to swallow in one match and I'm sure Stone Wolf is just itching for a bit of retribution. Referee Sal Putz checking to make sure that chin lock doesn't turn into a chokehold..... Gladiator forces his way up to his feet..... he reaches behind him and flips Stone Wolf over! He quickly drops a knee to the small of Stone Wolf's back and just like that the momentum once again shifts.

JAKE SHADES: This Gladiator fellow seems to know what he's doing in there. He knows he's gotta stay on top of Stone Wolf in order to pull off any type of victory. That's the mark of a true ring veteran.

TONY ROSS: Gladiator lands some soccer style kicks into the Stone Wolf's ribs as he continues his onslaught on him. Stone Wolf is in trouble now as he gasps for breath..... Stone Wolf rolls out of the ring and tries to regain his strength but Gladiator won't be denied however as he continues to stalk him outside of the ring.....

JAKE SHADES: Gladiator best follow with caution... Stone Wolf could just be biding his time..... luring him in....

TONY ROSS: Gladiator reaches under the ring and pulls out a folding table and turns his attention back to Stone Wolf who's still holding his side.... Stone Wolf tries to fight back with rake of the eyes but Gladiator blocks it and head butts him! Wolf staggers back against the ring apron and slumps to the ground. Gladiator pulls him to his feet with a hand full of hair and forces him onto the table. He's climbing to the top turnbuckle...

JAKE SHADES: I think this is a mistake.... too much of a risk too early....

TONY ROSS: It's all or nothing for Gladiator... he LEAPS! AND HE CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLE JUST AS STONE WOLF ROLLED OFF!!

JAKE SHADES: I KNEW IT! STONE WOLF WAS JUST STRINGING HIM ALONG!

TONY ROSS: Unfortunately for Gladiator, Jake, you called it accurately! Gladiator is in a world of hurt now as Stone Wolf stumbles to Gladiator and pulls him outta the debris.... He rolls him back into the ring and now HE climbs the turnbuckle..... VERTICAL ELBOW OFF THE TOP ROPE .... HE MISSES!! Now Stone Wolf has also made a critical error as Gladiator rolls clear!

JAKE SHADES: Looks like Gladiator was also playing possum.... either that or he just got lucky and was able to muster enough energy to move out of the way.....

TONY ROSS: Now both of them are laying battered and bruised on the mat.....

(suddenly the fans start to react as Anarky appears at ringside. He's carrying the Frontier title over his shoulder as he just stands outside watching Stone Wolf and Gladiator.....)

TONY ROSS: Uh oh.... this can only mean trouble....

JAKE SHADES: Neither of them notice Anarky on the outside... Gladiator is the first to gather his wits and goes for the pin.... ONE ..... TWO.... THR---OH KICK OUT BY STONE WOLF! SO CLOSE BUT NO CIGAR!

TONY ROSS: Stone Wolf just refuses to stay down but Gladiator is relentless ...... UH OH! I think Gladiator just spotted Anarky! He's going over and starts yelling at Anarky! This is a BIG mistake!

JAKE SHADES: No lie there! This mistake may just end up costing him the match! Stone Wolf is definitely NOT an opponent you want to let up on! Anarky is up on the apron now jawing with Gladiator.... he has the Frontier title in his hand and is taunting him with it! Referee Sal Putz is right in the thick of it trying to get Anarky off the apron to restore order here.....

TONY ROSS: Stone Wolf is getting to his feet... neither Gladiator nor Anarky notice him sneaking up on them..... Stone Wolf slaps a hand on Gladiator's shoulder and spins him around.... Anarky raises the Frontier Title to hit Gladiator..... Stone Wolf with a wild round house right..... GLADIATOR DUCKS! OH NO! Anarky misses Gladiator and strikes referee Sal Putz with the Frontier title..... Stone Wolf also misses his target and just nailed Anarky who flies off the ring apron and crashes through the Spanish Commentator's table!!!

JAKE SHADES: This is unreal.... like something out of a "Three Stooges" movie!

TONY ROSS: Look at the expression on Stone Wolf's face!? I don't think he was even aware of Anarky's presence until now! He's momentarily distracted as the ref struggles to his knees holding the back of his head..... Gladiator picks up the fallen Frontier Title and approaches Stone Wolf.....LOOK OUT!! (SFX: FANS YELLING) Stone Wolf turns ..... blocks it and knees Gladiator in the belly.... BLACK MOUNTAIN SPLASH!! He covers Gladiator..... but there's no count... referee Sal Putz is still nursing the back of his head.... he goes over to Putz to see if he's alright....

JAKE SHADES: Gladiator staggers to his knees and crawls up behind Stone Wolf. OOOOH! EXTENDED ARM LOW BLOW BY GLADIATOR DOUBLES STONE WOLF OVER!!

TONY ROSS: Gladiator with the the Thumbs Down, his version of a pedigree.... OH MY!! FACE FIRST ONTO THE FRONTIER TITLE!! STONE WOLF LOOKS TO BE OUT!! Gladiator drags the ref over to make the count and cover Stone Wolf.... Putz struggles to make the count.... ONE....... TWO...... THREE!! OH MAN! What a travesty! Stone Wolf had Gladiator beat and for something like this to happen to him is almost criminal!

JAKE SHADES: Looks like Anarky's intervention just backfired on him... he practically handed Gladiator the win....

TONY ROSS: Gladiator takes the Frontier title and lays it across Stone Wolf's chest and looks at Anarky who is only now just beginning to stir amidst the debris of the table he fell on. He laughs loudly as he exits the ring! Stone Wolf himself is starting to stir....

(Stone Wolf tries to shake the cobwebs free as he clutches the Frontier title and with a bewildered look stares at it .... his attention is then drawn away to Anarky who has just pulled himself out of the debris.....)

TONY ROSS: UH OH! Looks like all hell's gonna break loose....

(They glare at each other for a few moments, then Stone Wolf drops the Frontier Title to his feet and gives Anarky a deadly glare as he exits through the opposite side of the ring...... Anarky just shakes his head and scoops up his belt and makes his way back up the aisle....)

TONY ROSS: OH MAN! This is BAD! Did you see the look Stone Wolf gave Anarky before he left?!

JAKE SHADES: To quote an old cliche'.... "If looks could kill...."

TONY ROSS: Anarky would be dead where he stands! No doubt Stone Wolf is holding Anarky responsible for this loss and it DOESN'T look as he's gonna be too forgiving about it either!

JAKE SHADES: And Gladiator exploited this to its fullest by not only stealing a win here, but by also placing a HUGE wedge between Stone Wolf and Anarky.... now THAT is what I call GENIOUS!

TONY ROSS: More like an ironic turn of events..... HOLD ON! I'm just getting word that there's some sort of commotion going on just outside the arena! We're gonna sent the action to Otis "The Periscope" Sawyer who as always, is at the right place at the right time!

(Cameras cutto outside the entrance to the San Jose Arena where we see A Harley Davidson Motorcycle.... and littered around it are about 6 or 7 police officers laying injured and unconscious on the pavement....Cut back to the broadcast booth....)

TONY ROSS: DID YOU SEE THAT?! THAT'S NEVADA SMITH's HARLEY! But where's Nevada Smith?

JAKE SHADES: What are you blind?! It's pretty obvious that Smith got free and wasted those pigs and is probably somewhere in the building searching for any number of people..... Malec..... LeBron..... Dread.... Matthews.....

TONY ROSS: Oh man.... this is definitely not the type of guy you want stalking you! Undoubtedly he plans on settling a score tonight..... what that is I'm sure we'll findout soon enough, right now, let's send the action back down to Paul Kramer for the start of the next match....

(CUTTO: Center ring as Paul Kramer is about to announce the next match.....)

PAUL KRAMER: Our next match for the evening is a grudge match.... it's a falls count anywhere match and tonight, the score finally gets settled between them. First weighing in at 235 pounds and hailing from New York City......

(CUE UP: Where Boys Fear To Tread by Smashing Pumpkins.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's the man known as MINIIIIOOOOON!!!

(The fans immediately begin to boo loudly as they await Minion's appearance but he never appears..... a few minutes go by and still nothing.....)

TONY ROSS: Man I don't like the look of this.... something's definitely going down here....

PAUL KRAMER: Umm..... well it looks like umm... maybe Minion may be a bit detained, so while we wait for him, I'll just go on and introduce his opponent...... weighing 245 pounds and hailing from Quebec Montreal.....

(CUE UP: The Shape of Things To Come by the Jeff Healy Band....)

PAUL KRAMER: He has announced tonight that win, lose or draw, it will be his FINAL match in the FWF! Marking his retirement here tonight, he is the former THREE TIME Frontier Champion..... he's JEEEAAAN RA- BEEEESQUE!!

(Fans immediately rise to their feet and give Jean Rabesque a standing ovation as he appears at the entranceway ramp.... he acknowledges the fans somewhat and proceeds to walk down the aisle when suddenly Minion appears in the fan section and leaps over the guard rail behind Jean Rabesque and levels him with a crowbar to his back! )

TONY ROSS: OH! What a despicable move by Minion!

JAKE SHADES: Despicable?! Hey, this is a falls count any where match and ANYTHING goes bub!

TONY ROSS: Minion drags Rabesque to his feet and slams him into the guardrail! Rabesque clutches his chest and slumps to the ground.... Minion with a boot to the throat is trying to choke the life out of Rabesque! Referee Stu Fields is there and forces the break.

JAKE SHADES: Looks like Minion isn't satisfied with Rabesque's retirement announcement.... looks like he wants to put him on the shelf himself!

TONY ROSS: Minion grabs the crowbar again.... he swings it up high overhead..... AND ONE OF THE FANS JUST SNATCHED IT FROM MINION's HANDS! Even the fans are getting involved in this one! Minion turns and grabs the fan by the shirt.... OH MY GOD!! MINION's GONNA STRIKE THE FAN!!

JAKE SHADES: It would serve him right for butting into something that's none of his business!

TONY ROSS: And Rabesque just headbutted Minion in the stomach!! Rabesque scoops Minion up.... OH!! HE STRADLES MINION ON THE GUARDRAIL!! MINION TEETERS OVER AND SLUMPS TO THE GROUND!!

JAKE SHADES: Rabesque should have been DQ'ed for that fan's interference....

TONY ROSS: No more so than not DQ'ing Minion for the use of the crowbar.... Rabesque pulls Minion to his feet and drags him up the ramp and out of the arena.... We'll have to switch the video feed over to Otis Sawyer.....

(A few seconds pass as the video feed is transferred over to Otis Sawyer's video link up .... a few moments of soundless video action of Rabesque tossing Minion into a litter of trashcans until we again here the familiar voices of Tony Ross and Jake Shades finally linking up to the feed.....)

TONY ROSS: GARBAGE FLIES EVERYWHERE! Rabesque grabs a nearby mop..... and HE'S MAKING MINION EAT THE MOP HEAD!!! UGGGH! HOW GROSS! Rabesque finally pulls the mop away..... AND HE JUST BROKE THAT MOP OVER MINION's HEAD! He just split Minion's head open like a ripe melon!

JAKE SHADES: Just like the coward he is, Rabesque is resorting to using weapons!

TONY ROSS: Resorting? It was MINION who Pearl Harbored Rabesque with a crow bar! Rabesque pulls a bloody Minion to his feet and tosses him through the open bay door into the parking lot! He slams Minion headfirst into a dumpster! He opens the lid and forces Minion's head under the lid and slams it down on his head!

(Suddenly out of nowhere the screeching of tires can be heard as a black van skids to a halt in front of Rabesque!)

TONY ROSS: What the hell!?

JAKE SHADES: Not what but WHO! It's Pestilence! He flies out brandishing a baseball ball bat and attacks Rabesque! Kick his ass Pestilence!

TONY ROSS: Pestilence with a wild baseball swing narrowly misses Rabesque who sidesteps it! Rabesque backs away.... Pestilence swings again.... Rabesque leaps out of the way and Pestilence just put that bat through the windshield of a Grand Cherokee!

JAKE SHADES: HEY! Doesn't that Cherokee belong to the Cat Pack?!

TONY ROSS: I believe you're right... The Cat Pack aren't gonna be too happy about that..... Pestilence struggles to pull the bat free and Rabesque tears off the Cherokee's antennae and wraps it around Pestilence's throat! He's choking the life outta Pestilence!! Pestilence tries in vain to escape but Rabesque continues to apply the pressure... and Pestilence is OUT! He slumps to the floor and he's NOT MOVING!!

JAKE SHADES: Yes... and THIS is the kinda man these idiot fans idolize? He nearly KILLED Pestilence!

TONY ROSS: And what do you think they're trying to do to him?! Minion just jumped into the black van and he's shaking his fist at Rabesque.... OH NO!! Minion guns it and he starts chasing Rabesque down the parking lot! HE'S TRYING TO RUN HIM OVER!!

JAKE SHADES: YEAH! FLATTEN THAT FRENCH FRY INTO MASHED POTATOES!!

TONY ROSS: OH MY GOD!! RUN RABESQUE ... RUN!!!

(Cameras image bounces up and down as obviously Otis' is also giving chase to capture all the action..... Rabesque narrowly escapes being struck by the black van by diving over a parked Porsche Carrera which the Van smashes into!)

TONY ROSS: Oh man! LeBron and Malec better start getting out their check books!

(Rabesque gets up again and doubles back, heading for the safety of the arena..... the van's tires burn rubber as it struggles to dislodge itself from Porsche Carrerra.... it begins to move slowly in reverse, dragging the Porsche along with it until with a loud snap of metal the Porsche dislodges.... the van's tires suddenly reverses itself and burns rubber to chase down Rabesque...)

JAKE SHADES: C'mon Minion! You can catch him! GET HIM!!

TONY ROSS: Rabesque is almost to the open bay door.....

(Camera images continue to jump up and down as Otis struggles to keep up with the action ..... Rabesque dives into the open bay door opening and turns to see the black van hot on his tail.... he stands in the middle of the bay door opening... almost daring the van to get him....)

TONY ROSS: WHAT THE HELL IS RABESQUE DOING?!?! GET OUTTA THERE!!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah that's it.... just a few more seconds and you'll be out of your misery frenchy!

(The black van, never slowing down, continues to gun for Rabesque..... just as it's about 10 yards away, the camera focuses in on Rabesque's face which is smiling.... he then reaches over and pulls a lever which immediately drops the steel gate to slam down in front of him!)

TONY ROSS: OH MY GOD!! MINION WON'T BE ABLE TO STOP IN TIME!! HE'S GONNA .....

(Before Tony can continue, everything is drowned out by the thunderous roar of metal slamming into metal as the van smashes headlong into the bay door gate! The sickening sound of twisted metal tearing and shredding is heard as we watch the van crash through the gate and finally come to a merciful stop halfway inside the building. Rabesque immediately takes the chain from the bay door gate and starts choking Minion with it.... Minion tries to open his door but it's pinned against the side of the gate.... Rabesque, using the chain like a hangman's noose drags Minion out of the van through the driver's side window!)

TONY ROSS: How Minion escaped serious injury in that crash is beyond ME! Rabesque is choking the life out of Minion.... Minion reaches over ... he grabs a handful of broken glass and tosses it into Rabesque's FACE!!! OH MY GOD! RABESQUE IS BLINDED!

JAKE SHADES: Won't be the first time that he won't be seeing straight.... heheheheh

TONY ROSS: Minion takes the chain from around his throat and whips Rabesque across the side of the head with it! THESE GUYS ARE LITERALLY TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER!!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah and I'm lovin' every minute of it!

TONY ROSS: Rabesque is at Minion's mercy now.....

JAKE SHADES: How quickly the tides turn eh? And all for the better I might add!

TONY ROSS: Minion slams Rabesque's head against the twisted metal of the van's hood! OH! Now Rabesque is cut open!! He's bleeding badly! Someone better think of stopping this before it turns into a funeral match and not a retirement match!

JAKE SHADES: Malec and LeBron wouldn't dream of it..... it's matches like these that make their ratings, and pockets go SKYROCKETING!!

TONY ROSS: Minion pulls Rabesque up with a handful of hair... OH MY GOD!! LOOK AT RABESQUE'S FACE!! IT'S A CRIMSON MASK!!

JAKE SHADES: Yeah well I hear eating glass WILL do that to ya..... actually, it's an improvement if ya ask me!

TONY ROSS: I see you've snapped out of it Jake and you're back to your old despicable self! Minion drills Rabesque with repeated jack-hammer fists to the face! Rabesque is nearly out on his feet! Minion going for the cover.... ONE... TWO... WHAT?! MINION PULLED RABESQUE UP! He's motioning that he's not through with Rabesque yet... HE WANTS TO TORTURE HIM SOME MORE!!

JAKE SHADES: Normally I'd agree with Minion, but I think he should secure the win first and THEN continue to torture him....

TONY ROSS: I don't think that "defeating" Rabesque is what's driving Minion... I think he honestly wants to CRIPPLE him outta wrestling! Minion grabs Rabesque by the hair and trunk and tosses him toward the arena entrance ramp! Rabesque crawls to his knees....Minion with a swift kick to the gut sends Rabesque sprawling further down the narrow hallway! OH NO!! Minion just tossed Rabesque into the concessions area and it's PACKED with fans waiting on line to buy souvenirs!

(SFX: people screaming as they rush to get out of the way of Minion and Rabesque....)

JAKE SHADES: I wonder if they have any Rabesque R.I.P. T-shirts there... or better yet... Who shot J.R. heheheheh

TONY ROSS: You have a really morbid sense of humor Jake! Minion lifts Rabesque up.... BODYSLAM THROUGH THE FOOD CONCESSIONS STAND!! GLASS, POPCORN AND HOT DOGS ARE SCATTERED EVERYWHERE!!

JAKE SHADES: I bet you those concession guys are gonna repackage that stuff and sell it ......

TONY ROSS: Minion reaches for Rabesque.... OH! RABESQUE JUST TOSSED A CONTAINER OF HOT BUTTER INTO MINION'S FACE!!! MINION IS SCREAMING IN AGONY! THAT'S OIL AND IT'S GOTTA BE SOAKING RIGHT INTO HIS PORES!! Rabesque struggles to his feet.... he grabs a container of mustard and smacks Minion across the face with it!! Minion staggers back and fall on top of a few of the onlookers!!

JAKE SHADES: And to think, these people thought they were missing the action when they came to the concession stand.....

TONY ROSS: Minion gets to his feet and retreats toward the arena ramp... Rabesque gives chase .... HE SLIPS ON SOME SPILLED MUSTARD AND FALLS DOWN!! Rabesque gets right back up though and follows after Minion.... Man what a mess they are, both covered in blood, glass, butter, dirt, mustard... you name it! They not only have been through a war... but they LOOK like they've been through hell!

JAKE SHADES: How can you tell that Rabesque has mustard on him, I mean it kinda blends in with that YELLOW STREAK on his back... HAHAAHAHAHAHHA!!

TONY ROSS: (ignoring Jake) And here they come... both of them stumbling down the aisle.... Minion grabs a soft drink from one of the fans and tosses it into Rabesque's face! He locks up with Rabesque... they're struggling... AND THEY BOTH FALL AND ROLL DOWN THE RAMP ALL THE WAY TO THE RING!! Minion to his feet.... Rabesque charges.... Minion tries to get out of the way and slips and falls..... OH!!! RABESQUE JUST RAMMED HIS SHOULDER INTO THE THAT STEEL GIRDER THAT'S SUPPORTING THE SCAFFOLD!!! Rabesque falls to ground clutching his shoulder yelling out in agony!

JAKE SHADES: YEAH! NOW'S THE TIME MINION!! FINISH HIM!!

TONY ROSS: I think Rabesque may have dislocated his shoulder... he can't move his arm... it's lying limp against his side! Minion is sensing victory now as he starts kicking Rabesque on that injured shoulder! Rabesque is in absolute agony as he yells out in pain! Minion goes for the cover.... ONE... TWO..... THR--- NO!! MINION SUDDENLY SPRINGS UP AND NOW HE'S SCREAMING!!! AND THAT'S 'CAUSE RABESQUE IS BITING HIM!! RABESQUE HAS LOCKED ON TO MINION'S EAR AND IS HANGING ON LIKE A PIRANHA!!

JAKE SHADES: Hey, it looks like we're gonna need Judge Mills Lane to ref this one 'cause this IDIOT isn't DQing Rabesque! C'MON YOU DAMN ZEBRA!! OPEN YER EYES!!

TONY ROSS: Minion's still trying frantically to get away from Rabesque who refused to let go.... Minion with an elbow to Rabesque's injured shoulder finally forces the break! OH MY GOD!! LOOK AT MINION's EAR!! RABESQUE BIT HALFWAY THROUGH IT!! MINION'S INCENSED!! He turns toward Rabesque and kicks him in the injured shoulder!! Rabesque falls back and slams his head against the steel scaffold girder! OH MAN!! DID YOU HEAR THAT IMPACT!?

JAKE SHADES: Yeah... sweeeeeeet music to my ears!

TONY ROSS: Rabesque is out of it.... he looks as if he's out cold!! Minion surely has this match won now... all he has to do is pin him and it's all over....

JAKE SHADES: Yeah, but he still wants some pay back for that ear that's hanging nearly to his shoulder.... it's no longer about winning for him... In fact, I don't think it ever was.... He wants to CRIPPLE RABESQUE and now I think he's finally gonna accomplish that!

(Minion goes over to the Japanese commentator's table and pushes one of them off their chair... he then grabs it and slams it across Rabesque's shoulder! And again... AND AGAIN... AND AGAIN!! Rabesque body twitches with each hit as he now completely at Minion's mercy. Minion then rolls Rabesque into the ring and follows with the chair... he opens the chair and seats Rabesque's limp body in it.... he then goes outside of the ring and grabs the time-keeper's bell and starts to climb to the top turnbuckle.....)

TONY ROSS: OH NO!! THERE'S NO NEED FOR THIS!! RABESQUE CAN'T EVEN DEFEND HIMSELF!

JAKE SHADES: Which makes it even more enjoyable to watch....

(Suddenly without warning someone appears atop the scaffold....)

TONY ROSS: LOOK!! SOMEONE'S ON THE SCAFFOLD!

JAKE SHADES: Ah, so what! It's only one of the workers that set up the cage and scaffold.... probably doing some last minute tweaking.....)

(The mysterious man suddenly unzips his worker jumpsuit and reveals that he is in fact.....)

TONY ROSS: THAT'S NEVADA SMITH!! He musta gone up there while all eyes were on the parking lot brawl! He's got a bamboo cane and he's climbing down the girder! Minion doesn't see him! I bet he's after Minion! Ya know Minion cost him a shot at the World Title by interferring in his match against Jobber last week!

JAKE SHADES: OH NO! NOOOO!! MINION TURN AROUND!!

(With amazing speed, Nevada scampers down the girder and drops down directly behind Minion.... he then climbs to the apron and taps Minion on the shoulder..... Minion turns....sees Nevada with the bamboo cane raised overhead and instinctly puts the time-keeper's bell in front of his face to shield him.....)

(SFX: CLLLLAAAAAAAAAANNNNNGGG!!!)

(With a domino effect, the cane snaps on impact upon the bell which in turn strikes Minion across the forehead with a resounding DING!! Minion immediately drops the bell and is hurled backward into the ring and land with a heavy thud at Jean Rabesque's feet! The vibration of the impact jolts Rabesque from his chair and he starts teetering on the edge of the chair.....Nevada, seeing security start to appear begins a hasty exit through the crowd.....)

TONY ROSS: WHAT AN IMPACT!! Minion is OUT COLD! Rabesque is out cold! This match can't end like this!

(Suddenly Rabesques slumps forward and lands side by side next to Minion ...... the ref, seeing both men out, starts the ten count...)

JAKE SHADES: NO!! GET UP MINION!! GET YER ASS UP!!!

(REF'S COUNT: 2.... 3..... 4....)

TONY ROSS: Rabesque's starting to stir....

(REF'S COUNT: 5..... 6..... 7.....)

JAKE SHADES: GET UP MINION! PLLEEEEASSE! GET UP!!

TONY ROSS: Rabesque tries to get up .... he's almost there...

(REF'S COUNT: 8..... )

TONY ROSS: Rabesque's injured shoulder gives way! HE COLLAPSES BACK TO THE MAT AND ROLLS OVER IN AGONY!! HE JUST ROLLED ON TOP OF MINION!! THE REF BREAKS THE TEN COUNT AND DROPS DOWN .... ONE..... TWO..... THREE!! RABESQUE HAS DONE IT!! RABESQUE HAS WON IN HIS LAST MATCH IN THE FWF! RABESQUE RETIRES WITH A LAST WIN UNDER HIS BELT!!

JAKE SHADES: THIS IS A FIX! WHY WASN'T RABESQUE DQ'ed FOR NEVADA'S INTERFERENCE?

TONY ROSS: For the same reason that Minion wasn't DQ'ed when Pestilence tried to use Rabesque's head as a baseball! Rabesque may have gotten the nod here tonight, but after looking at the beating Rabesque just took, and I gotta say, I've NEVER seen him take a beating like that, I think Minion may have also gotten what he wanted also.... He may just have permanently ended Rabesque's wrestling career.

JAKE SHADES: One could only hope!

TONY ROSS: Only time will tell. Both these men, particularly Rabesque have got a LOT of healing up to do.

(the arena grows a bit silent as the EMTs come and take both Minion and Rabesque away on stretchers..... the fans immediately get back into it as Paul Kramer begins to enter the ring....)

TONY ROSS: Well, that's certainly going to be a hard match to follow up but if anyone can do it, these guys coming up can..... Lets send the action to Paul Kramer as we get underway for our next match.....

(Cameras cut once again to center ring and Paul Kramer....)

PAUL KRAMER: Our next match will determine the NEW holder of the X-Treme Ring vacated by our current National Champion, Asylum! First.... weighing 200 pounds.... from Anchorage Alaska....

(CUE UP: It's The End Of the World (As We Know It) by REM....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's JAAAAY DEEEEE BAAAADLUUUUCK!!!

(Fans cheer loudly as JD appears on the ramp and makes his way slowly to the ring....)

PAUL KRAMER: And his opponent.... weighing 261 pounds.... from Osaka Japan.....

(CUE UP: Never Ending You Line by Nora.....)

PAUL KRAMER: He's the SUUU-I-CIIIIDE KIIIIIING!!!

(SFX: crowd reacting with a mixture of cheers and jeers as they await Suicide King's appearance.... as the curtains part, the jeers turn to hoots and whistles as Missy comes down the aisle and walks straight to the ring..... the fans cheer hotly as she bend over the second rope, straddling it momentarily and enters the ring.... she grabs the mic from Paul Kramer and begins to speak......)

MISSY: Well, it appears as though the Suicide King has not even bothered to show up to his own match.... So ladies and gentlemen, I give you your new extreme Champion, JD Badluck!

(She grabs JD's arm and tries to raise it to the air but JD, being ever suspicious, pulls away. At that moment, the lights go dim. Seconds later a match gets struck in the middle of the ring and lights what appears to be a cigarette... When the lights come back on the Suicide King is standing behind both JD Badluck and Missy, all taped at the jaw and on the ribs from Missy's previous attack. JD turns and is met with a stiff shot in the gut with a barbed wire baseball bat as Missy and Paul Kramer quicly exit the ring!)

TONY ROSS: OH MAN!! This is gonna be a continuation of the type of match we just saw moments ago!

JAKE SHADES: I certainly hope so! Nothing like broken bones and blood to keep ya entertained!

TONY ROSS: Suicide King drops the bat.... and... and he tosses that lit cigarette out of the ring onto a table.... THE TABLE BURSTS INTO FLAMES!! OH NO!!

JAKE SHADES: Oh YES!! I love the smell of burning flesh.... heheheh!

TONY ROSS: JD is back to his feet ..... he stumbles back to the ropes for balance.... SUICIDE KING CHARGES... AND THEY BOTH GO OVER THE TOP ROPE AND CRASH THROUGH THE BURNING TABLE!!! I think Suicide King may have reinjured his ribs! He's slow to get up as he desperately slaps at his pants which have caught fire!.... JD rolls around on the ground and quickly extinguishes the the flames that latched on to him.... he now jumps to his feet .... scoops up Suicide King and flings him over the railing into the ringside seat section!! He hopes over and is met with a Suicide King steel chair to the face!! JD falls back and disappears into the crowd of fans who frantically try to get out of the way.... Suicide King staggers over to where JD fell.... and boot to the face sends Suicide King flying backwards!! He falls against some fleeing fans and it starts a domino effect as people are collapsing everywhere!!

JAKE SHADES: This is totally out of control.... just the way I like it!

TONY ROSS: JD back to his feet.... he grabs a chair and SMACKS Suicide King over the head with it! DID YOU SEE THE WAY THAT CHAIR DENTED IN?! JD is now grabbing chairs from where ever he can find them and tossing them on top of Suicide King... he's burying Suicide King in a pile of chairs!!

JAKE SHADES: Interesting choice of burial sites wouldn't you say?

TONY ROSS: JD leaps over the guard rail and climbs half way up the steel scaffold girder.... MOON SAULT BY JD!! HE LANDED RIGHT ON TOP OF THAT PILE OF CHAIRS WHERE SUICIDE KING IS BURIED UNDER!! JD starts stripping the chairs away.... WHAT'S THIS!? Suicide King just appeared BEHIND JD!? He's not under that pile! JD is still stripping the chairs away! He doesn't know that Suicide King is right behind him....

JAKE SHADES: I'm sure he's gonna find out soon enough!

TONY ROSS: King just grabbed one of the chairs that JD tossed aside and LEVELED HIM ACROSS HIS BACK!! JD FALLS FACE FIRST ON TOP OF THE PILE OF CHAIRS!!! SUICIDE KING DROPS AN ELBOW TO THE BACK OF HIS HEAD!!

JAKE SHADES: WOW! JD's gonna have one KING size headache tomorrow!

TONY ROSS: Suicide King pulls JD up and manhandles him through the crowd all the way to the corridors! Suicide King just sent JD Badluck flying head-first into a Pepsi Vending machine! THE VENDING MACHINE TOPPLES OVER AND CANS OF PEPSI ARE FLYING EVERY WHERE!! Suicide King leans over to pull JD up.... JD SMACKS SUICIDE KING ACROSS HIS BROKEN JAW WITH A CAN OF PEPSI!! SUICIDE FALLS TO THE GROUND YELLING IN AGONY!!

JAKE SHADES: What? Ya think he likes Coca Cola better?

TONY ROSS: Now JD struggles to his feet and.... pulls Suicide King up... AND SUICIDE KING WITH AN ELBOW TO THE SIDE OF THE HEAD! JD Staggers back.... Suicide King with another elbow... JD staggers and almost falls but somehow manages to maintain his balance.... Suicide King hooks JD's head.... he's gonna DDT him on to the fallen Pepsi Machine!! JD STOMPS ON SUICIDE KING'S BARE FOOT!! SUICIDE KING RELEASES THE HOLD AND GRABS HIS STOMPED ON FOOT AND START HOPPING AROUND IN PAIN!!

JAKE SHADES: HAHAHAHAHAH!! I was always wondering when of these guys would FINALLY come up with that one! HAHAHAHAHAH!!

TONY ROSS: JD WITH A RUNNING LARIOT KNOCKS SUICIDE KING UP AND OVER THE FALLEN VENDING MACHINE!! JD grabs Suicide King by his karate style pants and drags him still further down the corridor.... JD SCOOPS HIM UP AND TOSSES HIM THROUGH THE WOMEN's REST ROOM DOOR!! THE ENTIRE DOOR JUST POPPED OFF IT's HINGES!! WOMEN ARE CRASHING RIGHT INTO JD AS THEY TRY TO FLEE FROM THE BATHROOM!!

JAKE SHADES: Aren't there any GOOD LOOKING WOMEN in this damn town??

TONY ROSS: JD grabs Suicide King by the back of the neck and hurls him face first into one of the vanity mirrors.... SUICIDE KING HITS THE BREAKS!! An elbow to JD's midsection.... and now Suicide King sends JD Badluck head-first into the mirror!! Badluck is cut open! He tries desperately to wipe the blood from his eyes.... Suicide King yanks a Kotex Dispenser from the wall and breaks it over JD's head! Sanitary napkins are flying everywhere as JD crumples to the bathroom floor!

JAKE SHADES: If Suicide King were smart, he'd grab the garbage disposal and hit him with THAT 'cause it probably contains all the USED napkins!

TONY ROSS: THAT's GROSS JAKE!! Even for the likes of you! Suicide King leans against one of the wash basins as he takes a short breather.... JD is barely moving..... I don't know how much longer they can keep up this pace!

JAKE SHADES: Well, obviously it's gonna come down to whoever wants it the most you PIN HEAD!

TONY ROSS: (sarcastically) You don't say! King stumbles toward JD.... JD JUST SLASHED AT KING's TAPED RIBS WITH A SHARD OF GLASS!! KING STUMBLES BACK AND JD JUMPS TO HIS FEET AND RIPS THE BANDAGES OFF OF HIM!! King stumbles back and falls inside one of the stalls!! He lands face first in front of the toilet! JD rushes in and tries to force King's head inside the bowl!!

JAKE SHADES: For his sake, I hope whoever used it last flushed it! HEY!! WHO WROTE MY NAME ON THAT STALL WALL?

TONY ROSS: JD's still trying to force his head into the bowl.... OH! SUICIDE KING JUST BACK KICKED JD IN THE GROIN!! JD doubles over in pain.... somersault flip by Suicide King rolls JD up for the pin.... ONE... TWO.... KICKOUT BY JD!! King with a hand full of trunks sends JD flying out of the Women's Bathroom! King looks like he's herding JD back our way to the ring!

JAKE SHADES: Forget about that! NO WAIT! Go back to the Women's bathroom! Let's go back to that stall! I want to see what they wrote about me!!

TONY ROSS: Guess you'll just have to go see for yourself Jake. King drags JD past the over-turned Pepsi machine and back to the ramp leading to the ring! Suicide King rolls JD into the ring and pulls out a table from underneath the ring apron and sets it up. He rolls back into the ring... but JD greets him with a knee to his injured ribs!! Look at Missy over there cheering for JD! What a traitor she's turned out to be!

JAKE SHADES: Who cares who she's rooting for! Man would you look at those PUPPIES BOUNCE?!?

TONY ROSS: JD with a few more knee lifts into the King's injured ribs.... He's got him in an abdominal stretch now!! I don't know what's louder... Suicide King's cries of agony or Missy's cheering!?

JAKE SHADES: Who cares... man just look at her bouncing parts!

TONY ROSS: Referee asking Suicide King if he wants to submit.... I don't think he's gonna get one though.... this is what Suicide King is all about... PAIN!

JAKE SHADES: Nah... what he WAS about was enjoying that luscious Missy and now he blew that!

TONY ROSS: Suicide King trying to power out of the move... he's almost got it.... AND HE FLIPS JD OVER!! HE ESCAPED THE ABDOMINAL STRETCH! King tries to back away... still holding his side... but JD is right on top of him and just dropkicked him across his broken jaw!! King goes down hard... writhing in pain on the mat! JD pulls him up and sends him flying hard into the turnbuckle!! JD goes to the opposite corner.... round house handspring into a splash.... AND SUICIDE KING DROPS TO THE MAT AND JD EATS THE TURNBUCKLE!!! JD slumps on top of King who lifts him up and sits him on top of the turnbuckle. He climbs the turnbuckle.... pulls JD carefully to his feet.... OH MY GOD! Don't tell me...

JAKE SHADES: Okay I won't...

TONY ROSS: King is going to suplex him off the top rope on to the table! But wait! Here comes Missy! She quickly climbs up behind Suicide King and is beating on his back!!

JAKE SHADES: Hey... she can climb up my body ANY TIME!

TONY ROSS: They're all three on top of the turnbuckle now... King's trying desperately to fight off Missy, hold on to JD and maintain his own balance.... LOOK OUT!! SUICIDE KING LOST HIS FOOTING AND ALL THREE FLY OFF THE TURNBUCKLE AND CRASH THROUGH THE TABLE!!! OH MY GOD! None of them are moving! The referee drops down outside and.... AND HE'S DROPS TO HIS KNEES AND STARTS THE COUNT! ONE.... TWO.... THREE!!! The referee is signaling for the bell! This match is over... but WHO WON?!? All I can see is Missy's body on top of the other two!

JAKE SHADES: Hey! Maybe Missy won!?

TONY ROSS: Don't be an idiot Jake! Ring officials gather around them as they begin pulling them out of there.... Missy looks like she'll be okay as she steps out of there on her own power..... referee now raises the victors hand out of the remnants of the destroyed table... but who's arm is that??

(A few seconds pass until finally, the man whose arm is raised in victory pulls himself up revealing.....)

TONY ROSS: IT'S SUICIDE KING!! SUICIDE KING APPARENTLY LANDED ON TOP OF JD AND SCORED THE PINFALL!! SUICIDE KING IS THE NEW FWF UN-SANCTIONED RING HOLDER!! OH WHAT DRAMATIC FINISH TO AN UNBELIEVABLE MATCH! I Gotta tip my hat to BOTH these competitors for such an outstanding battle! Fans, we're gonna break momentarily so we can clean up this mess for the next match, but don't stray too far because coming up next is the Tag Team Scaffold Match!

(CUTTO.... the cage suspended high above the arena... it then drops down some until it comes upon the scaffold right below it.... fade out on the scaffold and the thunderous cheers of the San Jose Arena fans....)

(CUT-TO: The locker room area. Anarky is lying motionless on the floor as Doc Silver, Michael Manson, Talent Relations, and Gladiator all stand over him, laughing and mocking him. Silver kicks his limp body before seeing the camera and he covers the lens with his hand. CUT-TO: Ringside. The camera pans upward and shows the giant scaffold looming above the ring. The lights go off in the building and several bursts of pyro shoot off the top of the scaffold, and monster explosions are heard. A spotlights swings over to the far end of the arena where a stage has been set up, and a band can be seen standing with guitars, bass, and drums)

PAUL KRAMER: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, for your musical pleasure here at FWF World Impact Y2K, CATSCAN!!"

(The crowd erupts in boos at the prospect of having to listen to the Cat Pack's band before seeing the scaffold match. The band kicks into their song, "Road Rage")

CAT SCAN: "Took a drive, it was a Friday night I drove alone, no other cars in sight Some teenagers pulled up I thought they looked okay But then they swerved in front of me

And that's about the time my sanity left me I can't respect you if you're seventeen And you're too high to even drive a car What the hell is LSD? My friends say I should watch my rage What's road rage again? What's road rage again?

Then later on, on the drive home Stuck behind an old man, drivin' real slow Well first I flipped him off And then I honked my horn I tried to pass by him quickly

And that's about the time he got fed up with me I can't respect you if you're eighty-three And driving like you're in a parking lot What the hell's senility? My friends say I should watch my rage What's road rage again? What's road rage again?

And that's about the time some jerk tailgated me Just can't respect you if you aren't me 'Cause I drive better than this whole damn town What the hell's hypocrisy? My friends say I should watch my rage What's road rage again?

And that's about the time he pulled a gun on me No one should take this stuff so seriously I can't drive anymore because of him Because he put two shells in me I should have learned to watch my rage What's road rage again? What's road rage again?

What's road rage again?"

(By this time, the band is being rained upon with garbage by the fans. And the crowd explodes as the New Breed rushes the stage with chairs and starts clobbering CatScan! The Road to Victory security crew quickly moves in and grabs the New Breed and pulls them into the back)

P.K.: "Ladies and gentlemen, our next event is for the National Tag Team Titles, and will be decided 30 feet in the air up on the scaffold! First, coming to the ring, the challengers," (CUE-UP: "Road Rage" by CatScan) "From Kalamazoo, Michigan, at a combined weight of 600lbs., COPYCAT AND BLACK CAT, THE CAT PACK!! They are accompanied by Icekold!"

(The crowd erupts with boos as the Cat Pack walks to the ring, all wearing CatScan T-shirts and angered looks, not too happy about the New Breed attacking CatScan. The Road To Victory security Crew follows them to the ring)

P.K.: "And their opponents," (CUE-UP: "Sabotage" by the Beastie Boys) "From Raleigh, North Carolina, weighing in at 211lbs., "THE HUMAN DEMOLITION DERBY" DARREN MACMILLAN!! His partner, from Duluth, Minnesota, weighing in at 215lbs., "THE MODERN DAY WARRIOR" KEVIN KEARNS!! They are the FWF National Tag Team Champions, THE NEW BREED!! They are accompanied by Miss Thang!"

(The crowd roars in approval as the champions strut their way to the ring, soaking up the massive pop. Kearns and Macmillan look a little roughed up from the RTV security removing them, but still stop and chat with some fans along the way as Miss Thang bounces along in a black tube top and Daisy Dukes. Both teams are on either side of the scaffold supports)

TONY ROSS: "This is an FWF first! The Cat Pack will challenge the New Breed for the National Tag Team Titles, 30 feet in the air way up on that steel scaffolding! Unbelievable! This match is just made for a serious injury! That's how far this feud has gone!"

JAKE SHADES: "And I'm hoping the Cats throw both of these overrated clowns off of there and about 10 rows back! I'm sick of Kearns' wanna-be hip attitude and Macmillan's hard ass act! The Cats are nothing but class! And how about CatScan! That was one hell of a song! Until those two horse's asses attacked them!"

T.R.: "Well, the crowd here in San Jose would tend to disagree with that, Jake! I haven't seen so much garbage thrown since Mitch Williams last hit the mound! Well, the teams are standing at either side of the scaffold, and it looks like Macmillan and Black Cat are going up first! These two teams have been at each other's throats for months! We've seen sneack attacks from both sides! We saw Kevin Kearns slam Copycat's fingers in a car door! But now, it all gets settled, 30 feet above the ring here in San Jose!"

J.S.: "And who's ass did Kearns kiss to get him off that suspension!?"

T.R.: "It was a standard 30 day suspension without pay! He did his time, and now he's back and defending those belts with Macmillan which is what I like to see!"

J.S.: "Oh, now you've jumped on their bandwagon, too!?"

T.R.: "No, I just like to see fighting champions! Macmillan and Black Cat are now precariously making their way towards each other and this place is electric! A Scaffold Match is rare when it happens, but when they do, batten down the hatches! Black Cat and Macmillan reach each other and they start pounding away! And here comes Kearns and Copycat, they are up top now as well and they make their way towards each other! It is just so dangerous up there!"

J.S.: "And look at Icekold! She's making her way over to Miss Thang! I hope she tears that hussy apart! The only reason she's in this business is because of those two sacks hanging off her chest!"

T.R.: "Please Shades, enough! Icekold is not making any moves yet, just taunting Allison Farris, otherwise known as Miss Thang! I think she has been abused enough here in the FWF! It looks like RTV Security has their eye on her too! The two teams are going at it up there, and oh my!! Macmillan just hit a cross bodyblock on Black Cat!! Is he insane!! they're lucky they didn't roll off of there!"

J.S.: "I think he's more stupid than insane! He probably forgot he was up in the stratosphere and is still going to pull off his suicidal moves! I don't care! Let him fly off of there and cost them the match!"

T.R.: "Macmillan is on top of Black Cat pounding away!"

J.S.: "Hey check this out! The RTV guys have brought out a mattress! Ha ha ha!! Looks like the Cats will be fine if they fly off that monstrosity!"

T.R.: "Why in the world are they allowed to be out here in the first place!? Where is FWF security!? Kearns is close to being pushed off the edge as Copycat holds onto the railing and uses his boot and mashes it in Kearns face! One leg is off!! Macmillan turns and sees this and he runs and...OH MY GOD!! Macmillan just speared Copycat on the scaffold!! Wow!! The crowd is going nuts!"

J.S.: "Here comes Black Cat to stop that!"

T.R.: "Black Cat forearms Macmillan from behind and rams him face first into the railing! What a shot! Black Cat is trying to push Macmillan over the railing, but to no avail! Macmillan has his hands locked! Kearns pulls Black Cat off by the hair and drills him in the face! Copycat is still in la la land!"

J.S.: "Yeah, but it doesn't matter, because with the RTV Crew and Icekold down there, the Cats can't lose!"

T.R.: "They can still get thrown off the scaffold dummy! Kearns is trying to piledrive Black Cat, but he can't get him up! Black Cat is blocking it, and probably saving his own life! Copycat is back up and he is bleeding profusely! He axehandles Kearns from behind, and ohh!! He almost flipped over the railing but he caught himself! Kearns immediately falls to his knees and Copycat is trying to kick him under the railing! This is brutal!"

J.S.: "Yeahh!!! Black Cat just threw a packet of powder in Macmillan's face! Now that's a great strategy! Way to go guys!"

T.R.: "Macmillan is dazed and teetering on the brink!! He drops to his knees and saves himself from falling off! Black Cat kicks him several times in the gut and Macmillan is flat on his stomach now! Black Cat goes down and tries to roll off Macmillan! I can't believe this, these guys are trying to kill each other!!"

J.S.: "No, get it straight! The Cats are killing the New Breed, and this one is almost history! Just a few more inches Copycat, and he'll roll off that scaffold!!"

T.R.: "The crowd is roaring for New Breed to come back here as both are very close to being dumped off the edge! Copycat has Kearns leg hanging off and he's trying to work the other one! Kearns is holding on for dear life! Miss Thang is screaming in fear for her men!"

J.S.: "Yeah, God knows if they fall off they won't be in any condition to have her perfrom her duties on them, which is how she gets paid! You know she isn't on the FWF payroll, right Ross!?"

T.R.: "And you shouldn't be either with comments like that! I still don't understand why Lebron and Malec keep you down here to annoy me!"

J.S.: "Two worda! RA-TINGS!"

T.R.: "Shades, the only thing you can spike is a drink, and certainly not the ratings! Macmillan just poked Black Cat in the eyes and he is able to get back to his feet! Apparently that substance has cleared from his eyes! Macmillan surges forth with rights and lefts and now the masked Black Cat is down to his knees! Ohhh!!! What a vicious side kick to the head of Black Cat and he teeters over!! Ohh!!! He caught himself and was able to avoid another Macmillan kick!"

J.S.: "Come on Cats! It's time to put these sorry sacks of trash out on the front lawn! If I hear Macmillan tell somebody they suck one more time I'm gonna shut his mouth myself!"

T.R.: "You just never quit do you!? You got your ass kicked by Data and now you think you can take Macmillan?? Please! Macmillan has one of Black Cat's legs over the railing! He's got another!! Look at the RTV Crew!! They're positioning the mattress under him!! What a crock this is!"

J.S.: "Hey! Copycat almost has Kearns off too!!"

T.R.: "Kearns has both of his legs hanging off the edge now!! the only thing that's saving him is his arm wrapped around the railing, and Copycat is doing his best to get Kearns to let go! Macmillan backs up and dropkicks Black cat in the back, and he slides off the scaffold!! Oh my!! And the RTV Crew catches him in the mattress!! The fans don't know whether to riot or go crazy because Black Cat is unharmed! The cowards!"

J.S.: "That's not cowardice, Ross! That's intelligence! Do you think the New Breed would have the brains to pull something like this off!"

T.R.: "Hey Shades, do you realize that Copycat is now alone up there!!"

J.S.: "Yeah, but he's got Kearns doing his Indiana Jones impersonation off the side of the scaffold!"

T.R.: "Not for long!! Macmillan comes over and smashes the bloody Copycat in the back of the head! He puts the boots to him and then helps his partner Kearns up and back onto the platform! This does not look good for Copycat!"

J.S.: "The Cat Pack do not go into battle without a master plan, you and I both know that! Come on Copycat, what do you got up your sleeve!"

T.R.: "He's got a jar of Miracle Whup-Ass opening up on him now! Kearns and Macmillan are giving Copycat the beating off his life up there!! Look! Macmillan is bending back Copycat's bandaged and injured fingers and the crowd is loving it! They are torturing Copycat up there and there is nothing Black Cat, Icekold, or the RTV Crew can do about it!"

J.S.: "Don't speak so soon! Icekold just grabbed Miss Poontang and rolled her into the ring! She almost fell out of her top!! Yeah!!!"

T.R.: "Oh no! Icekold locks the struggling Miss Thang's arms behind her back and Black Cat goes for the mic! What the hell do these guys have planned now! CatScan has returned to ringside"

BLACK CAT: "HEY NEW BREED! Yeah, right down here, I want you to take a look at your lovely valet! (The New Breed stop beating Copycat senseless and look) Now, I don't want to have to get violent here, so let's make this real simple. We've got mattresses set up for crash landings on the side of the ring over there. (A CatScan member hands Black Cat an electric guitar) Now, either you two do a couple of cannonballs off that scaffold and onto these mattresses, or...(raising the guitar) The lovely Allison is gonna get it! (Laughs. The New Breed release Copycat) But wait, there's more! I'd just HATE to resort to this step, because Allison is SUCH a pretty girl...(A RTV Security member hands him a crowbar) But considering what I can do to her legs with THIS, she might have a little trouble getting in her favorite position...ON HER KNEES! (As the New Breed look at Black Cat and the others, a baseball bat is lowered from the ceiling on a wire - probably something the Cat Pack got worked out in the studio earlier. Copycat manages to grab the bat. The crowd is screaming for Macmillan and Kearns to turn around) And hey, I'm sure you two don't want to sacrifice your titles, and I'm sure you two don't want to see your lovely valet get beaten to a pulp, so I'm going to give you a THIRD option, just because that's the kind of generous guy I am. This one's a little more visual, so I want you two idiots to look REAL close down here. (The New Breed hears the crowd and turn quickly and realize that Copycat has a bat. They both kick him in the stomach and hit a double DDT onto the scaffold. The crowd grows crazy. The New Breed then look down back at Icekold holding Allison with Black Cat and the crowbar)

T.R.: "They have no choice!! They have to jump!! Miss Thang is going to be crippled if they don't!"

J.S.: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha!! I told you!! I told you!! NEVER understimate these guys again Ross! EVER!"

(Macmillan is heard yelling, "OK, they want us to jump?? Let's jump!" Macmillan dives off the scaffold and hits Black Cat with a body press!!)

T.R.: "JESUS CHRIST!!!........"

(Dead silence from the announcers as the crowd hits mass hysteria levels. A HUGE "Holy Sh!t" chant starts as Kearns just stares down in awe at what just happened. Both Macmillan and Black Cat lie motionless on the mat with Macmillan on top. Icekold releases Miss Thang in shock, and Thang turns and decks her with a big roundhouse slap. The crowd has beyond popped.)

T.R.: "I can't believe what I just saw!! Jake?? Jake?? Do you believe that!? Oh well, Shades is in shock himself and look out!! Copycat got back up and drilled Kearns in the back of the knee with the bat!! Kearns drops to his knees and Copycat pushes him off the scaffold!! Ohhhhhh!!! Kearns landed legs first on the mat!! What a fall!! Copycat stands triumphant on the scaffold!! We have new National Tag Team Champions!!"

J.S.: "Finally!! FINALLY!! Someone has taken those damn belts off those guys!! It's about damn time and I can't be any more joyful!!"

T.R.: "But at what price victory!? Copycat is a bloody mess and Black Cat culd be dead for all we know! Kearns is in agony on the mat, and he may have broken his legs!! Copycat is climbing down off the scaffold as the RTV Crew assists him down, and one of them has bot of the newly won belts!"

J.S.: "Come on Black Cat! Get up and enjoy this! You're the new champions now! You can't be dead!"

T.R.: "Macmillan rolls off of Black Cat and appears to be somewhat OK, but he may have a myriad of broken bones too! Here comes some EMTs with two stretchers, and I'm assuming that is for Black Cat and Macmillan! Kearns is trying to get up on his own power! He may not be as badly hurt as we thought!"

J.S.: "Awww, look at poor Miss Thang cry over little Darren! She knows her meal ticket probably broke himself on that dive! She's lucky he saved her ass otherwise Black Cat would have took those all-important knees out!"

T.R.: "Will you stop?? Macmillan and Black Cat are loaded on to the stretchers as Copycat looks on with concern as his wounds are tended to! Kearns struggles over and follows Macmillan out of the ring as the EMTs haul them down the aisle! What an epic battle! These fans have witnessed history!"

J.S.: "And more importantly, the Cat Pack are the new tag team champions!! There is justice!!"

(CUT-TO: A room that looks like an office. Otis "The Periscope" Sawyer is peeking the camera through the crack in the door and Joe Lebron and Scott Malec are seen sitting at a table and apparently Anarky has barged in with his ribs all bandaged up. He is yelling at both of them)

ANARKY: "I DEMAND protection for my World Title match tonight and you guys had better come through! Look at htis! (points to ribs) I'm already messed up as it is, this could have cost me the title!"

JOE LEBRON: "First of all, don't barge in here screaming and yelling like an idiot, remember we pay your checks! Second of all, You said earlier that you were going to correct all the wrongs of Scott and I and fill in the cracks, so to speak. Well, you're gonna do that on your own, Anarky. FWF security will be out there as usual to stop any riots."

ANARKY: "FWF Security?? You might as well send the Mickey Mouse Club out there! Hell with this! I'll do this on my own!"

SCOTT MALEC: "Shut the door on your way out!"

(Sawyer quickly backs up and moves to the right as Anarky comes through the door and slams it full force and storms off down the hallway in the opposite direction, not even seeing the camera. CUT-TO: Inside the arena. The scaffold's supports had large wheels on them, and the scaffold has been moved down the aisle and to the far side of the arena. The Torture Chamber cage hangs high above the ring. All the lights go out in the building and the fans roar. Several spotlights begin to swing spasmodically over and around the huge cage as it is lowered to the ringside area. The cage resembles a WWF Hell in a Cell, with the area of it taking up the entire floor around the ring. Several weapons hang from its walls including a chain, a baseball bat, an electric guitar, a billy club, and others. The cage touches the floor and sets off a huge explosion that rocks the arena. CUT-TO: Paul Kramer standing at mid-ring)

PAUL KRAMER: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is one half of our double main event! This is a Four-Way Dabce Torture Chamber Cage Match for the FWF National Heavyweight Title! First, coming to the ring," (CUE-UP: "Unforgiven" by Metallica) "From Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 201lbs., BILLY MATTHEWS!!"

(The crowd boos loudly as Matthews walks briskly to the ring with a serioos look on his face. He enters the cage door and rolls into the ring and sits in the corner. CUE-UP: "Cemetary Gates" by Pantera)

P.K.: "From Scottsdale, Arizona, weighing in at 235lbs., "IKON" ABEL WICKS!! He is accompanied by Michael Manson!"

(The boos get even louder as Wicks walks to the ring proudly soaking in the reaction. Manson seems to be enthused as well. Wicks enters the cage as Manson waits on the outside. Matthews stares at Wicks as he rolls into the ring. CUE-UP: "Warsaw" by Joy Division)

P.K.: "From No Sun City, weighing in at 312lbs., BLACK SAGE!!"

(The crowd roars its approval as the former National Champion makes his way down the aisle wearing full military fatigues and dragging a garbage can full of weapons, including the military barbed wire that was used in Salt Lake City, a nightstick, and a baseball bat. Sage wedges the garbage can between the doors and immediately dumps the weapons into the ring and the three men begin to brawl. Paul Kramer rolls outside to finish the introductions)

P.K.: "And from King County Sanitarium in Seattle, Washington, weighing in at 220lbs., the FWF National Heavyweight Champion, ASYLUM!! He is accompanied by Daisy!"

(Asylum staggers to the ring with a crazed look on his face, as if he's angry that the brawl has started without him. Daisy is in a pink Pokemon tank top and pajama bottoms and chews her fingernails as always. Asylum enters the cage, throws the belt at referee Willie Bennett, and dives into the brawl)

TONY ROSS: "And here we go!! These guys waste no time going at each other here! Asylum, the champion, was the last one to enter and he just dove right into the brawl! Sage has a pair of gloves on and he's wrapping that barbed wire around his hand while the other three brawl!!"

JAKE SHADES: "What the hell!? There wasn't enough weapons hanging from the cage so he had to bring his own military grade BS?? You know, this guy makes me more sick with each and every passing day!"

T.R.: "Sage is not a happy man after losing the National Title to Asylum in Salt Lake City in a brutal barbed wire match and it looks like this may even surpass the violence of that match!"

J.S.: "All I know is, this is a conspiracy by Malec to use Black Sage to eliminate his enemies and my favorites, Wicks, Asylum, and Matthews! This ius a joke when these guys have to fight each other when they should be teaming up to take out morons like the New Breed and Stone Wolf! Well at least Rabesque is out of our hair for good!"

T.R.: "Rabesque retired honorably tonight and I can't speak highly enough about him! Sage just hit Asylum from behind with the barbed wire and he screams out in agony! Matthews and Wicks are pummeling each other! Wicks rolls out and he grabs a billy club off the cage wall on the floor! There's more weapons in there than a small dictatorship's arsenal! Somebody is going to get badly hurt! We already saw Black cat and Darren Macmillan get carted out of here after that death defying fall!"

J.S.: "And let's hope that Black Cat is going to be OK and Macmillan is crippled for life after attemtpiing such a brainless and moronic stunt!"

T.R.: "There you see both Daisy and Michael Manson at ringside, getting an up close look at the violence! i think Asylum is already bleeding! Wicks is outside and he's pulling something from under the ring! What is it??"

J.S.: "A surfboard!?? Hang ten baby!!"

T.R.: "How the hell did that get under there!? Manson must have had it stashed there earlier in the show! Wicks also pulls two chairs out and Matthews just attempted a suicide dive over the top rope and Wicks was able to duck out of the way! Matthews smacks the concrete hard!"

J.S.: "Oh man, please God, don't let Wicks and Matthews kill each other, they're two of the very few things I jave to look forward to in this federation!"

T.R.: "Wicks sets up the two chairs on the outside and and he puts the surfboard in between them! What is he doing!? He pulls Matthews off the concrete and ohhh!!! He just powerbombed him through the surfboard to the floor!! Good Lord!!"

J.S.: "(very meekly) owwwwww..."

T.R.: "Matthews could be out of it already and ohhh!! Look out!! Black Sage just press slammed the champion out and over the ropes and onto Wicks!! Both men go down hard as Sage stands in the ring supreme and the crowd soaks it up!!"

J.S.: "Somebody get up!!"

T.R.: "Asylum is up first and he goes to the cage wall and grabs a pair of bolt cutters!! That will do some major damage! He rolls iknto the ring but Sage is there and puts those big steel-toed boots to him! Sage grabs the bolt cutters but Asylum won't let go!! Ohhh!!!"

J.S.: "Ha ha ha ha!! What a dummy!!"

T.R.: "Asylum DID let go, and Sage hit himself in the face with them because he was pulling so hard! Sage goes down like he was shot and Asylum is laughing his head off! Daisy is hysterical on the outside!"

J.S.: "He is such a mad genius!"

T.R.: "Asylum grabs the bolt cutters and.....OH MY GOD!! He's pinched Sage's right ear with them!! He'll rip his ear right off with those!! Sage is screaming in pain! Willie Bennett is asking Sage if he wants to submit but he won't! This is unreal! Meanwhile, Wicks is up and he rolls the half-dead Matthews into the ring and calls Bennett over for the pin! 1......2......No!!! Matthews kicked out, how I don't know!!"

J.S.: "Matthews knows that he needs to stay alive so he can kill Nevada Smith somewhere down the line after what that idiot pulled tonight!"

T.R.: "Destiny has brought all four of these men together here after Black Sage abstained from the World Title tournament and called for his own four way dance for the National Title! One of the men he invited, Asylum, beat him for the belt last week! Matthews was suspended from the World title tournament for brutally attacking Brian Lawler, and Abel Wicks was slotted in due to the influence of Michael Manson! And tonight, these four men are taking each other to levels of violence unseen before in wrestling!"

J.S.: "They're beating the absolute crap out of each other!"

T.R.: "Sage's ear could be mutilated here as Wicks nails Asylum from behind and takes the bolt cutters! He rams them into Asylum's gut and then drills him over the head! Geez!! Wicks runs over and covers the bleeding Black Sage!! 1.....2....No!! Sage kicked out with his ear bleeding profusely! This is pure savagery, all thanks to Michael Manson, and look at him laugh at this carnage on the outside!"

J.S.: "Yes, he orchestrated this train wreck and for this, I salute him! I just don't like seeing my favorites main each other! They should all gang up on that blabbermouth Sage!"

T.R.: "Wicks pulls Asylum up and whips him into the corner and right into Willie Bennett!! Wicks charges in with the bolt cutters and bashes them into Asylum's stomach! Wow!! Wicks rolls to the outside and grabs that electric guitar that's hanging on the cage wall! Bennett is still down! Wicks comes in and he pulls a lighter out of his tights! He's lighting the guitar on fire!! Flames are shooting off of it and he reaches back and swings!! Ohhh!!! He just clobbered Asylum with the flaming guitar!! Holy smokes!!"

J.S.: "Heads on flame with rock n' roll baby!!"

T.R.: "Wicks drops down and covers but Asylum is out! Look at this!! Manson has a key to the cage!! He unlocks it and rolls into the ring!! What the hell is he doing!! He's counting for Wicks!! 1......2......3!!! He's counted Asylum out but Manson is not the legal referee!! What the hell!!"

J.S.: "Well, all is fair in love and war! Manson is an exceutive and has the power to count pins around here!"

T.R.: "That's bull!! Wait a minute!! Here comes Malec and Lebron and they look steamed as hell!! They enter the open door of the cage and they hit the ring screaming at Manson!! This is an elimination match but Manson is raising Wicks hand!! This match is NOT over!! Ohhh!!! Malec just decked Manson right to the mat!! What a right hand!! And Wicks serves up superkicks for both Malec and Lebron!! Oh man, this is getting out of hand!!"

J.S.: "FINALLY!! Someone gives those two egomaniacs their comeuppance!! The "Ikon" has nuts of steel!!"

T.R.: "Bennett is back up and he sees Manson in the ring and starts screaming at him to get the hell out of there! Wait!! Sage is up and he has his nightstick!! He swings and nails Wicks right in the back of the head!! A cover!! Bennett is quickly over!! 1.....2.....3!!! Abel Wicks is eliminated and gets a taste of his own medicine!! Manson just barely missed pulling Bennett away and now here comes FWF Security!! They enter the cage and grab Manson and Wicks!! Manson gets cuffs slapped on him!!"

J.S.: "Pestilence just snuck in the cage and nobody saw him!!"

T.R.: "Pestilence sneaks up from behind Sage and plants him with a reversee DDT and just like that he is gone!! He quickly gets out of the cage but wait a minute!! The New Breed is waiting for him!! Darren Macmillan is on his feet with his ribs taped up but not looking any worse for wear after that insane dive!! Kearns and Macmillan attack Pestilence on the rampway!!"

J.S.: "Who the hell told these guys they could come out here!?"

T.R.: "Who the hell told Pestilence he could come out here and interfere!? Matthews is on his feet and he sees Sage lying prone on the mat and he pulls him to the corner!! Shooting Star press!! He hits it perfectly!! Bennett is over!! 1.....2.....Ohhh!!! Sage somehow kicked out!! After this brutal beating, Sage has something left! And there goes Manson and Wicks, hauled away by security in cuffs!! It's about time!"

J.S.: "To hell with that! Manson is an FWF Executive and should not be treated like this!"

T.R.: "Matthews pulls Sage up as Asylum is still lying in the corner! Matthews dropkicks Sage down! Matthews goes over and grabs Sage's nightstick!! Sage is up and ducks!! He kicks Matthews in the groin and hooks him up!! A piledriver!! Oh my God, were the bolt cutters under him!! Yes they were!! Matthews has just been piledriven on a pair of bolt-cutters!! This is getting beyond insanity!! Sage can't cover, he is in too much pain!!"

J.S.: "I hope that blow didn't scramble Matthews brains to start kissing up to the fans again! He's so much more agrressive the way he is now!"

T.R.: "Asylum pulls himself to his feet and looks over the prone bodies of Matthews and Sage!! He puts Matthews on top of Sage, and then he jumps on Matthews!! 1.....2......No!!! I can't believe it!! Even with two people on him, Sage is able to kick out!! Asylum is in shock as he pulls Matthews to his feet! Matthews grabs the nightstick and Asylum didn't see it! He whips Matthews in!! Matthews ducks a clothesline, turns and absolutley clobbers Asylum over the head with the nightstick!! Matthews pulls Asylum up and hits a vicious double arm DDT!! 1......2......3!!! Matthews pinned Asylum and the National Champion is eliminated!! A new champion is guaranteed here!!"

J.S.: "OK, come on Billy!! Bear down here!! You had the belt before and you can get it again! This is your chance to prove that you weren't living in Rabesque and Nevada and Stone Wolf's shadow!"

T.R.: "Sage staggers to his feet and Matthews still hasn't shaken off the beating he has taken in this match!"

J.S.: "How is Matthews even still standing!?"

T.R.: "I have no idea, but he is showing the world that his National Title win wasn't just a fluke! Daisy helps to pull Asylum out of the ring as Sage and Matthews begin to circle each other! Sage attacks with a brutal kick to the gut! He picks up that barbed wire and rewraps it around his fist and now he's punching Matthews right in the head witb it! Oh my!! This is almost too much to take!"

J.S.: "Come on Billy, we all know that Sage needs a weapon to take you out, but you can overcome this crap! Damnit, I need a drink, I'm empty!"

T.R.: "You've had enough! Sage lets off his assault and raises the bloody barbed wie to the crowd!! Fistdrop!! No!! Matthews rolled out of the way! Sage is in serious pain now because he came down with such force that the barbed wire penetrated his glove!! His hand may be gashed severely! Matthews doesn't even know where he is as he uses the ropes to get to his feet and he sees Sage down!"

J.S.: "There's the opening, there's the opening!! Get him!!"

T.R.: "Matthews rolls him up in a small package!! 1....2.....Ohh!!! So close! Sage is favoring his hand badly here, he really cut it! Matthews kicks Sage a couple of times and now he's climbing the ropes!! Frog splash!! 1.....2.....No!! Amazing!! How are these men still going!??"

J.S.: "And Sage has a full hundred pounds on Matthews so that shows that he can hang with the big boys any day!"

T.R.: "I'll have to agree with you for once! Matthews is a warrior in there tonight, But so is Sage! Who will falter!? Matthews looks frustrated as he pulls Sage up by the hair and hits a vicious uppercut to the jaw! He pushes Sage into the corner and he mounts the turnbuckles and begins pounding away on Sage's head! Wait!! Sage rakes his eyes! Sage has him!! He hooks him up and mounts the second turnbuckle!! The Black Plague!! The Black Plague!! Bennett counts!! 1.....2......3!!!! He did it!! Black Sage has recaptured the National Title!! Listen to this crowd!!"

J.S.: "Damnit!! That could have went either way and you know it Ross!! Matthews proved that he is for real, and no one can take that away from him! Sage just got lucky he had a drop of gas left in his tank! A drop more than Matthews!!"

T.R.: "I don't think this was luck Shades! Black Sage is the new National Heavyweight Champion and look at him embrace the belt! He really puts a lot of pride into that title! And now he has it back! The Torture Chamber cage rises up and Sage stands at mid-ring, the victor! Here comes Macmillan, Kearns and Miss Thang to celebrate, and they all walk out together!"

J.S.: "I can do without this dreck!"

T.R.: "Well fans, now it's time for the main event!"

(CUT-TO: The same room Malec and Lebron were seen sitting in before. This time, two San Jose police officers are holding the cuffed Michael Manson and Abel Wicks. All four men are screaming at the top of their lungs as the cops try to calm everybody down)

SCOTT MALEC: "This is the LAST (FCC)ing time you interfere in one of our events, you piece of crap! I'm gonna have you arrested and deported to Sierra Leone, Manson! And Wicks, I can't begin to tell you what I'm gonna do to you!" (rubbing his chin from Wicks' superkick)

MICHAEL MANSON: "Hey man, I have the right to be out there as an FWF Executive! The ref got taken out so it was my responsibility to make the count!"

JOE LEBRON: "Yeah, for your own man so he could walk out with the belt! Bull(FCC)!!"

S.M.: "Take them away please officers, they make me nauseous!"

M.M.: "Hey, wait! You guys want me out of your hair really bad, right?"

S.M.: "It's only a matter of time, Manson! My detectives are about a few days away from proving your contract a fraud!"

M.M.: "Tell ya what, you let me referee the main event tonight, and I'll give up all my executive powers right here and right now! I'll never intefere in any FWF corporate business again! And I'll sign something to prove it..."

S.M.: "Why, so you can screw Anarky over?"

J.L.: "Well Scott, he has nothing to gain because he hates Maxwell Houz and Jobber too. He could actually be an impartial referee because he doesn't like any of them."

M.M.: "Exactly!"

S.M.: "So this fiasco will end if we let you referee tonight? It's almost too good to pass up. Let's think about this."

(Malec and Lebron huddle and whisper to each other as the camera fades to mid-ring, where Paul Kramer is standing)

PAUL KRAMER: "Ladies and gentleman! Are you ready for the main event of World Impact Y2K!!?? ARE YOU READY!!! (crowd roars) "This match is for the new FWF World Heavyweight Champion!! It is a Three-Way Match, and the first man to score a pin wins the title! First, coming to the ring," ("Sequence Erase" by the Aquabats) "From Whitelandia, USA, weighing in at 224lbs., THE JOBBER!!"

(The crowd has a mixed reaction with mostly boos as Jobber walks to ringside looking as serious as he has ever been in his life)

P.K.: "And his opponent," (CUE-UP: "Coffee Mug" by the Descendants) "From The Suburban Jungle, weighing in at 275lbs., MAXWELL HOUZ!!"

(The crowd roars with approval as Houz walks out on the stage, takes his coffee mug and gulps a big chug, and spits about half of it into the air as he walks down the runway. He gets to the ring and places the mug on the apron and climbs in, wearing torn jeans)

P.K.: "And their opponent," (CUE-UP: "More Human Than Human" by White Zombie) "From Hartford, Connecticut, weighing in at 244lbs., the FWF Frontier Champion, ANARKY!!"

(The crowd again shows its approval as Anarky comes to ringside with the belt over his shoulder and his ribs taped up, looking pretty roughed up from the beating he took from Manson and Silver. Anarky gingerly climbs up the apron and raises both arms as the crowd responds)

P.K.: "And now, to present the new FWF World Heavyweight Title, here is FWF Co-Owner Scott Malec's girlfriend, LADY VERONICA!!"

(The crowd pops with hoots, hollers and whistles as Lady Veronica emerges from the curtain in a stunning black evening dress, which shows off her tall, lean body well. In her hands is a large velvet pillow with the FWF World Title belt sitting on it, which is the same size as the WCW World belt, but with a darker golden glow and small jewels encrusted around the edge of the gold. Also, the flags of the world's most powerful countries are represented in small icons on the straps. Lady V climbs into the ring and holds the belt high into the air before handing it to referee Willie Bennett. Paul Kramer presses his earpiece in as he seems to be getting a late announcement)

P.K.: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have been informed that this match will have a special referee. He is none other than MICHAEL MANSON!!"

(The crowd roars its dissapproval as Manson makes his way to the ring in a referee shirt that appears to have been just thrown over his head. Malec and Lebron walk in behind him along with the two San Jose police officers. Willie Bennett protests but Joe Lebron calms him down and reassures him, and asks him to leave ringside. Manson rolls into the ring as Malec, Lebron, Bennett, and the two police officers leave ringside)

TONY ROSS: "Can you believe this!? Micheal Manson has weaseled his way into being a special referee for the main event tonight instead of going to jail! This man is a crazed genius!"

JAKE SHADES: "Well, he had to give up all his power in the FWF to do it, and I have to admire that even though I'm sad that I no longer have him as my boss! It was a great run working for him!"

T.R.: "Yeah right! Does Manson want to referee this match just to mess with Anarky? The other two opponents all have a dislike for Manson so maybe he wants to screw them all at one time! Malec and Lebron had better keep close eyes on this one! Anarky and Manson are jawing in each other's face and Anarky pushes Manson! Manson pushes back! Anarky is blindsided by Jobber! Here we go! Jobber is all over Anarky and here comes Maxwell Houz, who is probably on one of the biggest caffeine rushes of his career! He grabs both men by the hair from behind and rams their heads together!! They both go down and now Houz is in Manson's face, yelling about something!"

J.S.: "He better keep his big paws off Manson because he will get DQd in a hurry! He may not be an executive anymore, but he has the on the zebra outfit and that gives him some authority!"

T.R.: "Maxwell Houz pulls Jobber up and whips him in! Gorilla press!! No!! Anarky dropkicks Houz right in the knee and Jobber falls on him!! Manson counts!! 1....2....No!! Houz throws Jobber off with authority but can't get up quick enough to meet Anarky's attack! Anarky with a stiff kick to the ribs followed by a kneelift! Houz favors his nose on that one! Anarky rams Houz headfirst into the turnbuckle! Here comes Jobber!! He charges in and Anarky backs off, and Jobber rams full force into Houz! Both men collapse and Anarky covers both of them!! Manosn counts!! 1....What the hell!!?? He stopped counting!!"

J.S.: "So what!? They both kicked out!"

T.R.: "What do you mean so what!? Does Anarky have to put up with this crap all match!?"

J.S.: "Hey, that's what he gets for messing with fire! And Manson's gonna burn his ass to a crisp!"

T.R.: "Anarky is up and jawing with Manson right in his face! Manson is just laughing at him!! Jobber from behind! A rollup!! 1..2..That was the fastest count I have ever seen!! Manson is trying to get Anarky immediately eliminated and Anarky just kicked out!"

J.S.: "I think Manson's cadence was just fine on that one!"

T.R.: "Yeah, and you think Mad Dog 20/20 is a great wine, too! Maxwell Houz is over and he grabs Jobber from behind! Anarky is up and dropkicks Jobber into Houz! Houz falls over the ropes and almost takes Jobber with him!! Anarky finishes that job and clotheslines Jobber over and out!! And look at Manson, he's threatening to disqualify Anarky for dumping over the top!"

J.S.: "Hey in some federations that is a DQ!"

T.R.: "Yeah, back in 1985, but not here, Shades! Anarky is STEAMED at Manson and he's trying to resist hitting Manson! Jobber and Houz are both up on the outside and they see each other and begin pounding away! Jobber rakes Houz's eyes and rams him into the apron face-first! He rolls Houz into the ring, but Anarky grabs Jobber as he tried to get through the ropes! He's going to suplex Jobber back in! He's got him up, but Houz grabs Anarky's leg and Jobber falls on Anarky!! Manson down to count!! 1..2..Again with the lightning quick count but Anarky gets a shoulder up!"

J.S.: "I think Manson's count should be that fast so we can get this wretched match over with! All three of these guys bore me to tears!"

T.R.: "Well, not everybody has your pathetic taste, Shades! Houz is up and he grabs Jobber and gorilla presses him again, and this time he drops Jobber neck first onto the ropes! Houz turns and blocks an Anarky kick to the gut, spins him around and hits an atomic drop! He flattens Anarky from behind with a clothesline! Looks like Houz has had enough as the fans get behind him!"

J.S.: "Isn't there a law against using controlled substances before a wrestling match!?"

T.R.: "How is coffee a controlled substance!?"

J.S.: "Well, you never know what he slipped in there!"

T.R.: "I'm sure its not the same crap you slip in your drinks! Houz goes over and grabs Jobber and whips him in! Houz ducks and Jobber reacts with a quick rollup on the big man!! 1....2.....Kickout! Now that was a normal count from Manson! I guess he's only out to screw Anarky!"

J.S.: "Anarky deserves it for his change of attitude! Somebody needs to slap him in the head and tell him to get his old mean streak back!"

T.R.: "Well, we saw Anarky try to help Stone Wolf earlier against Gladiator and it backfired miserably! But Anarky is up and he catches a kick to his injured ribs from Jobber! Jobber with a big bulldog into a quick pin! 1..2..Manson counts like tomorrow is the Armageddon!! Anarky is barely staying in this match! Jobber pulls him up and hits a snap suplex followed immediately by a Houz splash!! Houz pins but Jobber pulls him off!"

J.S.: "Looks like Jobber and the caffeine fiend are gonna take advantage of Anarky's disadvantage here!"

T.R.: "That would be true if they weren't fighting each other now! Houz and Jobber begin to exchange blows and Houz gets the advantage with a big headbutt! Houz whips Jobber in and ohhhh!!! What a spear tackle!! he almost knocked Jobber out of his skin!! He lifts Jobber up and here it comes, the Last Drop!! He nailed him!! 1.....2.....No!! Anarky stops the pin! Houz gets right up and goes after Anarky and Anarky with a single leg takedown into a double armbar submission!! What a great move!"

J.S.: "Ha ha ha!! Look at Manson, he's staring out at the crowd!! He doesn't care if Houz taps or not!"

T.R.: "Houz hasn't tapped yet but he may be close! This is what Anarky gets for standing up to the politics here in the FWF! After I did that interview with him, I saw a truly changed Anarky, a man who wants to bring purity and tradition back to wrestling!"

J.S.: "Hey, haven't we heard that crap spew from the New Breed's mouth about a thousand and a half times!? As long as Malec and Lebron are in charge, this will always be a three ring circus!"

T.R.: "Jobber breaks up the submission hold! Big DDT from Jobber! Manosn runs over for the count!! 1..2..Anarky escapes the quick count again!"

J.S.: "And looks who's coming down the aisle!"

T.R.: "Oh great!! It's Talent Relations, Gladiator, Doc Silver and Abel Wicks! There here to ruin this match! Jobber goes over and kicks Houz out of the ring, he wants to finish Anarky right here in the middle of the ring by himself! Doc Silver climbs into the ring and he has a chair from the outside! Jobber picks Anarky up and Gladiator rolls in and grabs Anarky from behind! Silver is going to smash Anarky with the chair!! Noo!!! What the hell!!?? Silver just clobbered Jobber!! Silver backs off and extends his hand, inviting Anarky to finish him!! What the hell is going on here!!? Gladiator releases Anarky!"

J.S.: "Looks like Silver had a change of heart for Anarky!"

T.R.: "I don't believe it for a second!! Anarky looks confused but pulls Jobber up and hits the Equalizer!! His scoop slam into a reverse chinbreaker!! He pins him!! Manson counts!! 1....2....3!!! I do not believe this!! Doc Silver has just helped Anarky with the FWF World Heavyweight Title!! This arena has been thrown into total chaos!!"

J.S.: "Oh man, has Anarky returned to his old attitude!? Could it all have been a ruse for him to get the World Title!? YES!!!"

T.R.: "Oh my God!! Anarky just embraced Doc Silver at mid-ring after a few moments of confusion!! This is unbelievable!! Anarky has just joined the ranks of Silver and Manson!! And I thought Anarky was sincere about his intentions!! What a crock!! He's aout as trustworthy as you, Shades! This arena is quaking with boos as the garbage is flung into the ring at a rapid pace!"

J.S.: "I am so glad the FWF has a first World Champion it could be PROUD of! Anarky represents everything right with this sport!"

T.R.: "Two minutes ago, you were just ripping Anarky a new one, you bandwagon jumper!"

J.S.: "Hey, its obvious that Anarky never felt what he said he felt, and for that I am a happy man! Long live Anarky, the new FWF World Champion! And look at all these stupid fans that can't handle it!! Ha ha ha!!"

T.R.: "Here comes Maxwell Houz!! He spears Wicks from behind!! Houz double clotheslines Talent Relations, but Silver, Manson, Gladiator and Anarky quickly move in and put an end to that attack!! let's get some help out here, Houz is being decimated!! Silver has the chair again as Houz is being held by Gladiator and Anarky!! Ohhh!! Silver just put Houz's lights out with that shot!! Jobber is getting to his feet as the crowd screams for him to help out!! Jobber is just staring at the carnage from across the ring! He stands up, waves his hand at the whole thing, and leaves!! What is he doing!?"

J.S.: "You expect him to jump into that pile and make the save!? I would have done the same thing!"

T.R.: "That's because you are a coward! Jobber leaves the ringside area and Anarky has the World and Frontier belts in his arms and grabs the mic!"

ANARKY: "Now that I am the TRUE World Champion around here, let's get down to business!! Black Sage... PUNK... that worthless piece of tin around your waist means NOTHING now, and the whole world KNOWS IT. So any time... you wanna take your beating like a man... I'm more than welcome to give it."

T.R.: "Anarky has just made a challenge to the new FWF National Champion Black Sage! Anarky wants to prove that the World Title is more important right off the bat!"

(CUE-UP: The howl of a lonely wolf and the fans go crazy)

T.R.: "Could this mean Stone Wolf is coming out!! Yes he is!! And what the hell is in his hands! Hey, that's the FWF National Title belt!! What is he doing with it!? Black Sage is the champion!"

J.S.: "Did he steal it from him!?"

(CUE-UP: "New Breed" by Fear Factory)

T.R.: "And here comes Black Sage, and he's probably wondering what the hell Stone Wolf is doing with his belt! No, Stone Wolf just hands it to him and they begin to talk peacefully!! What is going on here, has Stone Wolf and Black Sage struck up an alliance!? And here comes Darren Macmillan and Kevin Kearns!! The New Breed is standing at the entrance with Stone Wolf, side by side!!"

J.S.: "Their miserable asses belong together! What a bunch of whiny losers! They're probably jealous that Anarky has the top title in the FWF!"

T.R.: "Look at Anarky and Black Sage stare holes into each other!! Black Sage raises his belt up high and the fans respond!! Anarky holds his belt up!! What a showdown this is fans!! What is going to happen here!! The New Breed and Stone Wolf begin walking towards the ring!! We are out of time!! We gotta go!! For Jake Shades, this is Tony Ross signing off from FWF World Impact Y2K in San Jose!!"

J.S.: "Get em Anarky, get him!!"

(Fade to credits and highlights of the PPV)

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